Fucking with Friends Chapter 3
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3 - Cheating
Blake
I work at a men’s clothing store and I’m great at it. The ladies love me and they eat up my compliments.
“Honey, you look gorgeous,” I coo, and they blush, then five minutes later I have another commission.
I’m one of two guys that works here. Vince is the other. He’s a slender guy, but I know he’s hiding some muscles. Somehow, we haven’t slept together yet. Sometime I wonder if he’s just a metrosexual straight dude. But then again, that usually doesn’t prevent guys from using my hole.
“Blake it’s not too busy,” he says. “You can leave early if you want.”
Oh, did I not mention he’s my manager?
“I mean if I have to.”
“You don’t have to. Pick up some clothes and start folding if you want,” he says cooly.
“I’m okay,” I laugh. “Hopefully you get to finish soon too.” I pause before deciding, I’m just gonna go for it. “Because we could always go out for drinks tonight or something.”
“Yeah, I don’t know if I’ll be getting off too soon with audits around the corner and all that,” he laughs, I don’t know what to make of that response.
I end up leaving, giving him a wink, he lets out a rare smile.
I’m on Grinder before I’m even out of the store. Travis is at work so I have the place to myself for a little while. I scan the pics for a black guy hoping to find Vince but none of the nearby guys are black.
But then I see there is a person very close by. I pause, by this point walking through the food court. A lean torso seems very promising. He’s already sent a dick pic, which is usually enough for me, but I ask for a face pic.
He’s blonde with a manbun and a cute face, I more than approve. I scan the area looking for a manbun, but it’s surprisingly hard to find one. The amount of women with hairbuns is not helping.
I suddenly feel a squeeze on my ass and instinctively sigh. I turn to see not my manbun boy but Brenden, one of my usual hook-ups. He’s a tall guy with buzzed hair and a very lean body. He’s one of my favourites.
“Just leaving work?” he asks.
“Mmhmm, what are you doing here?”
“Buying a gift for my girlfriend actually,” he says unashamed.
“So you didn’t just grab my ass in public?”
“Nope, you’re dreaming homo,” he winks.
My phone dings and I try to put it away before he notices.
“That’s a Grinder sound. Show me,” he says. This is what I like about Brenden, nothing is taboo or off-limits. He’s really just the top version of me, willing to fuck as many pretty boys as he can get his hand on and not ashamed. It’s funny that he still has a girlfriend despite that.
“He’s hot,” Brenden says. “And he’s right over there.”
“Where?” I say, turning way too quickly to be subtle. I look in Brenden’s direction and see manbun guy sitting with a couple girls. We make eye contact, he even gives a little wave. Then he looks down at his phone.
“We should go,” Brenden says. “We’re meeting him at your place in an hour.”
“Impressive,” I say. I look over and manbun guy gives a wink.
1 HOUR LATER
Brenden’s fucking me sideways, I’m still wearing my pink jock, he loves fucking me with it on. I start to wonder if the other guy will actually come but Brenden makes me forget a bit more with each thrust.
Then my phone starts ringing and I see Vince is calling.
Brenden is not letting up though.
“Are you gonna answer that?” he asks, pummelling away.
Fine, challenge accepted. I pick it up as I start backing onto his dick, even faster than he was thrusting, I’m in charge now.
“Hey Vince,” I say, trying to sound calm.
“I think I’m gonna take you up on that offer Blake,” he says, talking in a way I haven’t heard him talk before. I think I’m finally getting my confirmation.
“What are you up to?” and before I can reply to the question, Brenden pulls all the way out and torpedoes back in, punching my prostate, holding it there.
I moan, loudly, and Vince goes quiet.
“Room for one more?” he asks.
Brenden leans over my shoulder, “48 Raley Road, see you soon.”
He hangs up before I can add any more.
30 MINUTES LATER
Brenden is eating me out, his own cum dribbles out of my hole. He comes up just to dump some into my mouth, I lap it up and swallow quickly.
There’s a knock at the door and for a second I panic, thinking it’s Travis. Brenden yells for them to come in before I can even say anything. I then remember Travis won’t be home for a few more hours, it must be Vince.
Then in walks man bun guy.
“Hope I’m not too late,” he says.
Brenden stands up, leaving me on my back on the couch.
“Brenden,” he shakes his hand as if at a business meeting, despite that he’s naked and glistening.
“Ryan,” manbun guy replies. He’s taller than I expected, only an inch shorter than Brenden.
I wave,and “he’s the cumdump,” Brenden says, right before I can say my own name.
I shrug, it’s a better name for me right now.
“Fine by me,” he says “Let’s see that ass.”
I pop it up for him. “Can I see your dick?”
He starts unzipping as there’s another knock on the door.
“Come in,” Brenden says. And in walks Vince, he laughs, seeming more like a bro than he ever did when at work.
“Dude, I thought you got around,” he says, taking in the three of us. “But this is impressive.”
5 MINUTES LATER
I’m sucking their dicks and they’re getting to know each other. Brenden starts making out with Ryan, I feel Vince’s body as I rotate his long black dick in my mouth.
“You wanna feel something good?” Brenden asks.
He grabs Ryan’s side and turns him around.
“His rim jobs are legendary.”
“It’s true,” I say.
“Here,” Brenden says as he climbs up on the sofa next to Ryan, they’re bending over as if about to take it doggy. It’s so weird to see these tops in this position.
“He’s still the cumdump,” Brenden says. “But let’s put him to work.”
Vince bends over on the other side of Brenden and his ass is by far the largest, big and juicy. I go for it first, devouring it.
“Thanks for letting me off work early,” I say.
“Dude, at this rate, you can get a shitload more perks,” he says.
I lick down his crack to his taint, going far enough to lick his peach-sized balls.
Brenden points over his shoulder at his own ass.
“Dude, eat.”
I waste no time. I move over and begin with a bite on his ass cheek. Vince gets up and moves behind me. At this point most of Brenden’s cum from earlier has dribbled out and my asscrack is just dripping.
“Well you’re more than ready,” he says. “You want some chocolate dick?”
“Fuck yes,” I say before diving into Brenden’s ass crack.
Vince teases my hole for the briefest of moments before punching through. I moan, appreciating my manager’s dick, trying to comprehend that the guy fucking me is the same guy that yells at me for coming in late to work. Now I’m the one making the noise.
“Shit Blake, you took that like a champ,” he says.
“You’re not my first black dick.”
“Or first big dick!” Brenden adds.
I see Ryan get up from the sofa, not sure what he’s doing to do. Things have gotten a little crowded.
“You bottom?” Vince asks him.
Ryan looks surprised by the question, but I interrupt before he can answer.
“How about you share my ass?”