Chapter 26 - Part I From Justin's viewpoint
The second I walked into my room I could sense the sexual tension between the two of them. Ted was sitting at my computer watching a video of a young jock type sitting on what looked like a bathroom counter getting his shaved nuts licked by a jock with a lot of blond hair. I could tell the blond guy was about to get a facial. It was definitely hot.
Billy was standing beside and a little behind him, looking over Ted's shoulder at the action on my computer screen. Billy had one hand leaning on my desk. The other was on Ted's neck and shoulder.
They didn't hear me come in and so I just stood and watched. There really wasn't much to see. But every once in awhile, Billy's hand sort of kneaded Ted's neck muscles. And when the guy getting his nuts licked would groan or the blond would start sucking on his cock, Ted would look up at Billy in a way that suggested . . . Well, let's just call it "possibilities."
It was interesting to see Billy in this situation. I'd never seen him doing anything even remotely sexual with anybody except me. And, of course, with Jess. But this was different. I could tell these two guys were hot for each other and they thought they were alone.
I could tell that both Ted and Billy wanted to be doing something. Something like in the video they were watching. But they weren't because . . . Because of me? I sure hoped that was why.
I closed the door behind me. Click. They both looked my way. Billy removed his hand from Ted's shoulder rather awkwardly and then smiled at me. "This is Ted, but then you probably know him from school. Right?"
"I know who he is," I said to Billy and then gave Ted a big smile. "Nice to meet you."
Billy came over to give me a welcome-home hug and a kiss. I could see his boner so clearly in his jeans as he headed toward me. A rather large wet spot, too. I loved to see Billy sporting wood. He was so sexy. But maybe not at just this very moment.
As Billy gave me his welcome hug, I could see over his shoulder that Ted was throwing even more of a tent than Billy. My god that guy had to be huge! Ted had a cock that I wanted to see. I stared at Ted's huge cock pushing against his jeans, while I put on a show for Ted, rubbing my crotch against Billy's raging hard-on. Billy groaned in appreciation and frustration. Ted just stared at us wide-eyed.
"So what brings you here tonight?" I finally said to Ted, who was now openly groping himself. Talking to Ted gave me an excuse to look at him and cruise that enormous cock he was now blatantly massaging in his jeans. When he finally took his hand away from his cock, it was jutting against his jeans so hard that I thought I could see the blood pulsing through it. And the cockhead! It was so wide looking. Plus a nice little wet spot at the tip. There was plenty to see.
"Not that you're not welcome" I said, breaking my hug with Billy and turning so Ted could clearly see that I was as hot and bothered by the testosterone surge in the room as the two of them. "I hope that didn't sound bad. I can't thank you enough for having the meeting tonight at your home. That was really great of you." I was babbling, but I was also taking in Ted. Appreciating the cut of his muscles. Massive shoulders. His narrow waist. A perfect V-shaped body for a swimmer. Or a fuck buddy. I couldn't keep my mind from going there. The air in the room had been thick with sex when I walked in and it was just getting thicker and thicker.
"Ted told me this evening that he's gay, too," Billy said proudly, as though he were somehow responsible for Ted being gay. I might have been surprised by the news yesterday, but I wasn't surprised now. Happy? Sure. Surprised? Nah.
"Welcome to the family," I said to Ted and walked over and hugged him, making sure my cock made good solid contact - crotch to crotch. Yeow! I could tell instantly this boy was super hung. I probed his crotch with mine. Nothing subtle. I wanted to make sure he could tell that I had caught up with the two of them in the boner department. My hug lingered a lot longer than was called for, but Ted was making no effort to break away. As a matter of fact, he was cozying up even closer, nestling his huge cock right up against mine. I wanted to reach down and grab it and I started to wonder if . . .
This was not the time. I broke the hug and stepped away. I went and stood with my arm around Billy and looked at Ted as he sat back down in my desk chair. He had to rearrange that massive piece of meat between his legs and there was no way to do it except to reach down in his jeans and take matters directly in hand. Billy and I both watched and then looked at each other with a knowing smirk.
"So tell me about the meeting," I said, trying to get things moving along in a safer direction.
Billy and Ted told me step by step what had been said and by whom. How people reacted. The questions they asked. Billy was telling me about how Scott had talked about his older brother being gay when Ted's cell phone rang.
He listened for a moment and then mouthed to us that it was his mom. He walked out into the hall for privacy and closed the door behind him.
I turned to Billy and asked him as nonchalantly as I could why he'd invited Ted to come back with him tonight.
"Because I was afraid if we stayed at his house any longer . . . just the two of us after the others had gone . . . if we'd stayed, something was gonna happen. You can't believe how big his cock is. I don't know why, but Ted just really turned me on this evening. I can't get his fucking cock out of my mind. . I mean, when I said I had to leave I already had my hands wrapped around his cock. We were just standing in his basement talking and he was sampling my oozing pre-goo. It was just something that happened. I told him you and I were exclusive. And I couldn't be doing shit with him. And I meant it. When I told him I needed to get to your place, he wanted to come with me and I just fucking knew he and I shouldn't be left alone. So here we are."
I was so proud of Billy. It obviously was awkward for him to say what he had just told me. But he had done it. Straight up. They'd started to mess around. OK. But he'd cut it off. For me. "Thanks. I'm proud of you."
I pulled him toward me and kissed him deeply. His mouth eased open as our tongues entwined. We had both been hard before we kissed and this kiss, which didn't seem to have an ending, was only turning us on more. I loved Billy's mouth. Probing it with my tongue. Sliding my cock in and out of it. Or when it was slurping at my asshole. Billy has a masterful mouth and a really fun tongue. I could only hope mine was as inviting to him.
My hands were roaming all over Billy. Squeezing his buns. Pulling him closer. Forcing his cock up against mine. Soon his hands were probing down inside the back of my jeans. His warm hands exploring my butt. Lifting. Squeezing.
It had been a long day and I had thought it would just be the two of us when I got home. I'd hoped for a long lazy suck and fuck. Dreamed of it as I watched guys trying on jeans. Pair after pair. Toying with my cock a little now and then, just to keep it humming in my pants. All the while, all I could see in my mind was my Billy and me taking turns slurping on each other's hot, dripping cocks and fucking each other slow and hard. Slow. Hard. Hot. My hard cock probing between his tight buns. I could see it as my big purple cockhead slid between his tight ass lips. Inch by inch my cock disappearing up his asshole. I could feel his muscles tighten around my shaft. His hard . . .
Fuck that, I thought. I've got the real thing here. No need to fantasize. I eased him down on the bed and started slowly humping him as I unbuttoned his shirt. His hard cock felt so good, even wrapped in all that needless denim. We rubbed our hard cocks against each other. Thrusting up and down. Rubbing back and forth. The friction! His hands working at loosening my jeans. Freeing my rigid nine inches of aching cock.
We were writhing on the bed, lost to the world around us. Shirts stripped off. Jeans opened, loose and edging downward. Our cocks free and hard and slick with our pre-cum. The undersides of our cockheads touching each other as they slid between our abs. So smoothly. Back and forth across each other in perfect little thrusts. I could feel the hard flange of his cockhead as it massaged that super-sensitive spot where my cockhead and shaft meet. Our hard cocks sparred with one another.
And all the while we were locked in a never-ending kiss. Never ending, that is, until I realized Ted had come back from his phone call.
I caught him out of the corner of my eye. He was just standing there watching. Smiling. Rubbing the palm of one hand up and down the unbelievable length of his cock, which was still trapped in his jeans. I was staring right at it. It was trapped at an angle that directed its tip toward the outside edge of his right front pocket. I could tell the cockhead was nearly protruding above his waistband. I wished he was wearing low-rise so I could see his cock sticking out. That would have been even hotter!
He watched me looking back at him. He looked embarrassed at first. Like a little boy caught. I winked at him. He hesitated and then winked back. A huge smile spread across his face. His hand unsnapped his jeans. Now the head of his cock was sticking out. I wanted to lick it. I knew what Billy had meant when he said, "Can't get Ted's cock out of my mind!"
Billy was still unaware that Ted had returned. At last, I pulled my lips away from Billy's and nodded toward Ted.
"Oh, Ted, I guess we got . . . well, a little distracted. Sorry. Didn't hear you come back," I said.
"It's OK, guys. I probably should be going," Ted said starting to turn for the door.
As though in competition to be first, Billy and I blurted out simultaneously, "No, you should stay." Or something close to that.
As Ted turned back toward us, Billy and I looked at each other with surprise. I don't know whether we were more surprised by what each of us had just said or what the other had just said. We started to laugh. Ted laughed, too.
Billy and I rearranged ourselves on the bed so that I was sitting up facing Ted. My back was against the headboard. My legs splayed. Billy was between my legs. His bare back leaning against my bare chest. My arms wrapped around him. My hands in his crotch. One cupping and toying with his balls. The other wrapped warmly around his rock hard cock that jutted up beautiful and tall. Billy's twitching, arching cock was dripping my favorite appetizer.
"Make yourself comfortable," I said to Ted. He rolled my desk chair around so that he was sitting facing us. His view of Billy's cock was obstructed only in part by my hands. Ted soon had his jeans down around his ankles. As I had guessed, he was another commando kind of guy. I liked that.
And I really liked his cock. Oh, my god! It was every bit as huge as I had guessed. His hand, which wasn't small, could not close around its girth. And I bet it would take three hands wrapped around it side by side to reach from its base just to the cockhead. Which was beautifully shaped. Full. And hard.
No one seemed to know what to say and so for a moment we just sat there staring at each other.
"Billy tells me you really turn him on," I finally said.
"I didn't mean to do anything to . . . you know, break your rules or anything. But, I guess, Billy's coming out has got me cranked and when I realized that I was alone with another gay guy, for the first time, nobody around, nobody to stop us, I just thought . . . Fuck, man, I have been so horny. All I've ever done is jerk off to computer porn or fantasies in my head. Don't get me wrong. I love porn and I sure love to jackoff. But for the first time this afternoon, I could just reach out and touch a real cock . . . other than my own."
"It's OK. I'm glad you did. I'm sure Billy's flattered. Aren't you, Billy?"
Billy seemed to be too stunned by what was happening to answer with more than a nod and an audible gulp. I suspected he was just happy that I wasn't angry about what had happened between him and Ted. But I thought I knew that if I could be accepting and even appreciative of his honesty in telling me what he and Ted had done, it would reinforce in Billy just what it meant to be boyfriends. So I was being accepting. And it didn't hurt one bit that Ted turned me on just as much as he turned Billy on.
"Did you want to join us?" I asked Ted.
"Man, it's so hot just watching you right now, I wish I hadn't interrupted."
"If you just wanna watch . . . " Billy said leaving the choice up to Ted. Ted looked to me for confirmation that that would be OK.
Ted didn't answer immediately, apparently waiting for me to signal that it was OK for him to stay and watch. So I said, "What would you like to watch, Teddy Boy." I winked at him again and started long-stroking Billy's full eight inches. Billy followed my cue and reached behind his back and took my cock in his hand.
Ted's mouth fell open and I could see a drop of pre-cum form on his cock lips. A fresh serving of pre-jizz for the action almost certainly ahead. I watched as the clear liquid emerged from his gaping cock lips. The drop ran down over his hard, hot, red helmet. It came to rest against his index finger as he started a slow pumping action. He settled his bare ass deeper into my chair.
I guess I had my answer.
Each of us sat there slowly pleasuring the closest cock at hand. It was kind of cool having someone to watch. I was getting off watching Ted. Ted watching us. It was something new. Someone new. Someone with a cock even bigger than mine.
I was really enjoying the slow hot action. Stroking my boyfriend's rock hard, oozing, throbbing cock. Occasionally dabbing a finger in his pre-cum to taste that sweet sticky nectar.
But for Billy it was pretty awkward. After a minute or two, he raised his ass up and moved over so he was sitting beside me. Ted took that as a signal that he should go. But Billy quickly gestured for him to stay where he was. Ted responded by kicking off his jeans, leaving him naked. He sat back down. I couldn't help but to look him up and down, admiring that beautiful swimmer's body. His taut nipples. His magnificent cock pointing straight up. I couldn't help but notice it had no arch to it at all. It was straight as an arrow pointing up above his navel. And below that cock, his powerful legs. His perfect feet and toes.
I edged my own jeans off, too, and then started to run my fingers over Billy's chest and abs. My feather touch gave him goose bumps.
I gave Billy an inquiring look. He nodded in agreement. I'm not sure he knew what I was signaling, but he didn't object when I patted the bed on my free side and said to Ted, "Please, join us?"
To Be Continued . . .
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