Fucking with Friends Chapter 2
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The minute I walked into the club I changed my mind. Travis was right, I’d feel better once I got out of the house. This place always made me feel confident, no matter how long it had been since I was here last. I was wearing my best preppy boy outfit, complete with a backwards ball cap.
Travis and I hadn’t seen each other in over a year. The weekend visit had been going well, until I found out that my asshole “friend” Kevin had posted a sex tape of me online. It was from an especially wild night too. I’m still embarrassed by some of the things I did. Yet there was still a part of me that was proud, owning my ability to bottom was getting easier, and guys loved it.
“Hey Zach,” Travis called, dragging a short twink over. “This is Blake, about time you two met!”
Up close he was cuter, really the definition of twink, I could see a thin layer of make-up, it worked for him.
“Wanna get some drinks bitches?” Blake asked, and I realized I wasn’t going to like this guy, though I really wanted to.
“Let’s do it!” I said, a little more effeminate than usual, Blake was rubbing off on me apparently.
“Yeah,” Travis said. “This guy needs a drink more than anyone.”
I shot him a look, I didn’t want to have to tell Blake the story of my slutty sex tape. Thankfully, the noise of the bar was distracting enough as we struggled through the crowd to get drinks.
Travis was a tall guy who pulled off a shaved head better than anyone I’d known. We’ve been friends since high school but he didn’t come out until a couple years ago. Me, on the other hand, I’ve known who I was for a long time now and came out at the tender age of 17.
To get to the point, Travis’ height was great for getting through crowds, but it also drew attention to him. I heard a familiar voice say his name and hoped beyond hope it wasn’t who I thought it was.
“Yeah, he’s here too..” I heard Travis say.
Then out of the crowd came Kevin, the guy with no sense of fashion that somehow always got any dick he wanted. Yet he maintained his boy-next-door, oh-so-innocent look as if no one knew what a slut he was.
He walked over with an unsure smile.
“Zach..” he began, then we were interrupted by a huge hunk of a guy carrying two drinks.
“Kevin, your favourite,” he handed him a whiskey sour, and unbelievably kept a strawberry daquiri for himself.
“Really, Mike? A daquiri?” Kevin asked the beast of a man. I suddenly felt very much on the outside all of a sudden. Where had Travis and Blake gone? I got my answer when I looked to the dance floor and saw Blake grinding up on Travis.
“Do you know how much work that is for the bartender?”
“Do you know how delicious this is?” Mike replied, then he turned to me, with a much friendlier smile than I would’ve expected for such a domineering guy.
“Hi, I’m Mike,” he said. Then a second guy approached, almost the exact replica of Mike, but this guy had a sharper look to him, dark choppy hair whereas Mike had a mess of blonde.
“Always with the daquiris,” the new guy said, patting Mike over the shoulder.
“Hey man,” he said. “This is..”
“Zach,” I said.
“Right,” Mike replied.
“Drake,” the new guy said.
“We went to college together, he’s from back home,” Kevin said. “So what are you doing up here?”
“Just visiting Travis,” I said.
“Speak of the devil,” Kevin said, using a phrase that I thought only old people used. Kevin was always the awkward one, yet he always attracted these kind of studs, I didn’t get it.
“Hey,” Travis said, approaching. “You wanna come dance?” he asked me, knowing I’d probably want to get away.
I looked over to the two huge men, then looked back to Travis.
“I’m okay,” I said.
1 HOUR LATER
We’re in Drake’s apartment, he’s fucking me doggy style.
His dick is thick and long, I feel it go all the way inside me.
He puts his arm around my chest, I feel his body against my back.
“Yeah, fuck me.”
“Will do,” he says with a chuckle.
I hear a door slam and I freeze.
“Just my roommate, ignore him,” Drake says.
“Okay,” I say as I start backing up onto his dick. It feels so good to just milk a huge dick. Sometimes I like to get dominant and use my tops like human dildos. I’ll let this guy dominate for tonight though, he’s good at it.
“Or,” he says. “We don’t have to ignore him.”
I know what he means, it’s exciting. But then I remember my last threesome, it didn’t go the way I wanted it to.
“I’m good,” I say.
“I thought you were into group stuff,” he says, gently fucking me once more.
I pause.
“What?”
He stops.
Oh shit, he’s seen the video.
“Are you fucking kidding?” I say, feeling all the anger now. “You’re fucking me because of some video?”
“No,” he begins. But I’m already grabbing my stuff and leaving.
I leave the bedroom to see the same old prick, Kevin, getting fucked by Mike, straddling him on the living room couch.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” I yell. “He’s your roommate?!”
“You know he posts people’s sex tapes?” I tell Mike. “Don’t trust the bitch.”
Kevin has hopped off.
“Zach, It was a joke.. I tried to take it down..” he begins.
“Fuck you! What kind of-” I say.
“Look,” Drake says, loudly. “I’ve got an idea.”
All three of us look to him, not sure what the hell’s going through his mind.
“Kevin, what you did was super shitty,” he says. Kevin nods, accepting it.
“But we’re all horny,” he says. I know where he’s going and there’s no way I’m having more groupsex with Kevin.
“So give me your phone Kevin,” I see what he’s doing but it’s not enough to make me stay.
“Now you can watch, or leave, I don’t give a fuck Kevin,” he says, actually mad. I’m flattered.
“But if Zach wants it, Mike and I are gonna fuck the shit out of him” he says, Mike nods, going along with it.
“But you’re not joining,” Kevin looks heartbroken, he sits down, awkwardly.
I shrug, I do like what he was thinking after all.
Mike hasn’t moved from his position, so I walk over and sit on his dick. It’s even bigger than Drake’s, I feel it fill me up, I bottom out and feel his balls beneath me.
All the while I stare Kevin dead in the eye. I’m feeling powerful now, Drake’s idea was fantastic.
“Don’t you wish you could record this Kevin?”
He’s more awkward than usual, he doesn’t know what to do. To be fair, posting the video was probably more a stupid mistake than a malicious attack. But he fucked up, and I’m gonna make him feel like shit for it.
I’m fucking myself slowly now. All the way up, almost popping off Mike’s huge dick, then bottoming out all over again. The size surprises my hole every time. I swirl my ass around his dick and I hear Mike moaning.
“Drake come here, feed me your dick,” I say, realizing I am the dominant one tonight after all, I don’t mind.
“Hey,” Mike says. “Wanna get spitroasted?”
“Like a pig? Fuck yes,” I immediately pop off his dick and get into position.
MIke pounds into my ass and I find myself regretting that I didn’t let him do the fucking sooner. He’s the best top I’ve ever had.
Drake’s dick is so tasty. But when he turns around I don’t hesitate for a second. I love nothing more than rimming a big muscle top, and I know Kevin does too.
I’m surprised Kevin is actually watching, and I start to feel bad. Poor bastard. So I have a change of heart, kind of.
“Kevin, you bored over there?” I say, Mike starts to slow down. “No, keep pounding me, get it. Ohh, you’re getting it,” Mike’s smiling, gives me a wink, he’s a playful top, I’m into it.
Kevin doesn’t respond.
“So you can sit there or you can suck my dick,” I tell him.
“Alright,” he says, immediately getting hard.
He goes to town on my dick, I forgot how good he was at dick sucking. He starts jacking himself off and I consider making him stop, but I don’t.
“Love this ass,” Mike says. “Drake you want a turn?”
I like running the show, but I’m also glad these boys don’t mind making some calls. I let them switch.
“Drake,” I tell him. “Fill me up.”
“Will do,” he says.
All three speed up. Mike is feeding me his dick, fucking my face. Kevin slurps away at my dick, apologizing the only way he knows how. And Drake fucks me into a frenzy.
“I’m gunna cum!” Kevin, of all people starts saying. Then Drake starts moaning. Kevin cums first, but Drake shortly after, I feel the huge load shooting up my hole.
Kevin on the other hand, has stopped sucking my dick and his cum’s all over the floor.
“Did you want him to cum?” Drake asks me.
“Fuck no,” I say.
Drake grabs Kevin by the back of the neck and I worry for him. Then Drake shoves kevin around me body so he’s at my ass.
“You like the taste of cum right,” Drake asks me, and I suddenly clue in.
I moan an “mmhmm” as I continue sucking Mike off. Mike’s getting louder, grunting.
Drake shoves Kevin to my hole and he wastes no time in devouring my sloppy hole. He sucks the cum out and starts crawling up my body.
Mike’s grunting hard but I stop sucking as Kevin reaches my face, we make the briefest eye contact before our mouths connect and he dumps Drake’s load into my mouth. It’s gooey, salty, delicious.
Mike grunts suddenly and I feel a splatter. He’s cumming and it splatters across my face and Kevin’s. Kevin’s body falls against mine and we continue to make out, licking the cum off each other’s faces and feeding it to each other.