As we progress along the journey of our lives, we often come across some remarkable people. Some become friends, some just acquaintances, and others the source of fantasy and mystery in our lives. If one is lucky, he will have some great friends and of those friends one who holds the role of perpetuating fantasies in his life. The following story involves that special person in my life. His name is Jason, and he is the source, inspiration, and primary player in many of my fantasies. The role of fantasy in my life is that of escaping from the harsh reality of living with HIV. While I do have the greatest friends on earth, the one thing they have not been able to change is the loneliness that consumes me when I go to bed by myself each night. That is where my thoughts of Jason come into play, as he allows me to forget for a while, and I can once again, love someone completely.
This story will take place in a world free of HIV, so when sexual situations occur there will be no mention of condoms. This story will include real people in my life, although I have changed some of the names, but to those involved, they will recognize who they are. The story may also involve the use of alcohol, recreational drugs, and poppers in varying degrees. After all this is a fantasy. However, here in the real world you should protect yourself by using condoms every time you engage in sexual activity, and alcohol and other drugs should be used with discretion or not at all. In other words, play safe and be healthy. If fate were to allow fantasy to become reality, then the following is my conception of what that reality would be.
The legalities: Don't read this if you are under legal age or offended by gay situations. Otherwise sit back and enjoy.
Jason---A Love Story
Chapter 1.
Prologue
Hey there!! My name is Don and the following is the story of how I met, fell in love, and began my life with Jason. Let me tell you a little about myself and the other player's in this story. I am 41 years old, although I don't look a day over 30 (just ask anyone who meets me, they want to see ID when I tell them my age). I am 6'tall, weigh 150 lbs., and have blond hair and blue eyes. I have a slim build and average looks. I have embarked on the second major career of my life by returning to college to earn my bachelors degree in Nursing. I have just completed my junior year and maintain a grade point average of 3.78. I work for a local home health care agency and head up the weekend activities of our office. Before returning to school, I was a restaurant manager for 15 years. I love music, art, literature, movies, videos, and I play the piano and electric keyboards. I also love animals. Oh, and by the way I am gay and proud of it!!!!
The next player is my very best friend Paul. He is 23, 5'10"tall, weighs about 165,and is absolutely gorgeous. He is of Italian descent and has the most hypnotic blue eyes that just draw people to him. He also has brown hair with some deep red highlights (which he doesn't really like but I think are adorable). Paul has been working hard at the gym the last 6 months and it is paying off well. He is looking really buff (and soon he may become the object of some of my fantasies). He has been working at the medical school in our city until a month or so ago when he bought his own restaurant. He is also attending college and is probably the smartest person I know.
Next is Tom, who also happens to be Paul's significant other and one of my dearest friends. Tom is about 25yrs old, is 5'11"tall, weighs about 165, and is also absolutely a total studmuffin. He is of Irish descent, but has some Asian or Pacific Islander blood in him, which has given him the most incredible brown eyes that pierce right into ones soul. He has a mischievous smile and if you didn't know him as well as I do, you might think he is contemplating some devilish actions. He has also been working hard at the gym the last 6 months, and is looking oh so fine. He is an optician and is currently working towards a bachelor's degree in business administration. Up till two months ago he worked for an independent optical store, but now he owns and manages his own franchise of a large optical chain in our new downtown mall.
The next is Robert who is Paul's oldest friend. They have been friends since first meeting at a gay youth group in our city. Robert is about 29 (he won't ever admit his actual age), is about 6'2"tall, weighs about 180 and is a total hunk. He is of African-American descent and has the most incredible smile and sense of humor. Whenever he walks into a room it just lights right up. He also has the most seductive voice, which he uses to a great advantage in promoting acceptance of the gay community. Robert is vice president in charge of information systems at our local paper, which is one of the largest on the East Coast. We have been friends for a couple of years now.
The final player is Jason. You will be introduced to all his physical, emotional, spiritual, and sexual qualities throughout the story, so I will not go into any details here. Oh, are you saying I forgot to fill you in on the sexual attributes of the other above characters. I haven't forgot. You have to read on to find out all about them and myself. So without further adieu, on with the story.
Part 1.
Ringggg, Ringggg. I slowly turn over in bed, being aroused out of a wonderful dream involving Brad Pitt and me. Ringggg, Ringggg. "Fucking phone, just when Brad is about to enter me you have to go and wake me up!" Ringggg, Ringggg. "Hello, this better be good!"
"Hey Don, it's Paul," my best friend chuckles into the phone. "What's wrong, did I disrupt you and Brad Pitt again?" "Yes, you did, and I was just gonna get it good, ya bum," I replied. "So what's up?"
"Well, besides you," Paul snickers, "Did you forget today is the Pride Picnic? Now get your butt out of bed so we can go find you a cute boy to keep you occupied!"
"Shit, I almost forgot about the picnic. I take a weekend off of work and then forget why, dingy blondes, ya know. Pick me up in an hour, ok," I reply.
"Ok, I'll be there at 10. Don't be dawdling in the shower daydreaming about Brad, when there will be hundreds of boys just waiting for you at the picnic," Paul snickers.
"Ok, I'll be ready on time. Don't pick on Brad now, if it wasn't for him, I'd have no sex life at all!" I briskly reply. "See ya in a bit, luv ya." "Ok, luv ya too, bye," replies Paul.
I stumble out of bed waking Brandon, my dog in the process. He just rolls over, wagging his tail and drifts back off to sleep. "Must be thinking about the big black lab downstairs again" I chuckle to myself. I head to the stereo and pop in Cher's "I Believe" CD, cranking the volume up so I can hear it over the shower. Since it's the weekend, the bitch below isn't home to complain about how loud the music is. I jump in the shower and my thoughts drift to Paul. He has been such a Godsend since I broke up with my ex. My ex would never have accepted my friendship with Paul. He was so insanely jealous that when I was with him, I could not develop any close friendships without him thinking that they were fucking me. What an asshole. I broke up with my ex about a year after moving here from Michigan. Since then I had a few flings, but nothing substantial in nature. I met Paul at school and we became friends almost instantly. The following summer Paul and Tom got together and it has been a great romance to watch blossom. They were meant for each other and compliment each other in every way. I always kid them about sex, and send xxx-rated pictures from the web to them showing things I imagine them doing. It helps to pass the time and take my mind off my own, lack of sex, life. I know Paul wishes I would find someone, but I guess I'm just waiting for someone like him to come along. Well maybe today will be the day; after all there will be all kinds of cute boys running around at the picnic.
Of course thinking about cute boys brings my mind back to Brad Pitt. I have adored him ever since seeing him in "The Favor," several years ago. His eyes instantly seduced me and the sound of his voice just gets me hard as a rock. But it's his body that sends me over the edge. He has such awesome pec's and six pack abs to die for. I allow myself to fall further into my fantasy as Brad and I are lying in bed, engaged in some heavy kissing. His tongue is attacking the back of my mouth as his hands are attacking my ass. He pulls me tight against his groin as my hands glide over his chest, stopping to pinch his erect nipples. Brad's mouth moves to my ear where he starts nibbling on my ear lobe and whispers, "I'm gonna fuck you good!" I reply, "Please Brad, fuck me, NOW!" He turns me over on the bed so I am lying on my back as he climbs between my legs; lifting and spreading them open wide. He grabs the lube next to the bed and pours a generous amount on my waiting hole, then taking his middle finger he massages the lube in, burying his finger deep inside me. As he moves his finger in and out he leans forward and nibbles on my right nipple, causing me to moan "Please, OH GAWD, MORE!" He slides in two more fingers, stretching and opening my hole for his 10inch cock. As he brings his lips up to meet mine he whispers "Are you ready for the pounding I'm gonna give you?" I can barely reply "Just fuck me, PLEASE!!" I feel the huge head of his cock pushing its way into my tight ass as he kisses me deeply. "OHHHH GAWD," I moan as his head breaks through and he buries all 10 inches inside of me. "You are so tight, this is gonna be good," he gasps as he lifts his body up and withdraws all but that mushroom head. Then he slams his 10 inches back in as I feel his balls slap against my ass. "OHH Fuck Yeah," I yell as he pulls out and pounds back in again. Soon he is pistoning in and out of me and I am yelling, "Fuck me hard Brad." He grabs my 6 inch hard cock and begins stroking it fast as he moans, "I'm gonna cum Don, cum with me baby!" He thrusts back in one last time as I feel my insides flooding with his hot cream. Feeling his convulsing dick, I begin shooting, as he wildly strokes my cock. Fantasy gives way to reality as I am spraying cum all over the shower curtain. Feeling the warm water cascade down my now softening cock, I come back to reality and smile to myself thinking, "Well even if I don't find anyone today, at least I will always have Brad in my dreams. As I finished getting ready for Paul to pick me up for the pride picnic, little did I realize that I was going to meet the man of my dreams today.
Part 2.
I just finish dressing for the picnic as Brandon starts barking due to the pounding on the door. "Come on in Paul, I'll be right there," I holler, knowing it's Paul by Brandon's high-pitched bark. As Paul enters Brandon begins jumping all over him. "Hey Bran Bran, settle your butt down. I know you missed me," Paul affectionately says as he pets Brandon's head and ears.
"You know he loves you just like his master does," I playfully say to Paul as I give him a big hug and kiss. "He just wishes you would come and visit him more often," I state. "Where is Tom at? I thought he would be coming with you,"
"He had to set up the Youth Out United booth at the picnic, along with Robert," Paul replied. "They have been out there since 8am hanging banners and flags and some large screens. They are trying to win the $1000 dollar prize for the best booth so they can take all the kids out for dinner"
"With Robert's artistic talents, I'm sure they will take the prize without any problems. He will probably have a multimedia Power Point presentation going on, that will knock out any possible competition," I reply enthusiastically. "Remember the outstanding set up he had for the Ellen coming out party? That blew everyone away."
"I sure do, that was one great party," replies Paul. "I'll take Bran Bran out while you finish getting ready. Don't be dawdling around. We gotta get there early so you can have your choice of all the cute boys," Paul scolds.
"I'll be ready when you two get back. Be good Brandon and don't pull Paul down the steps to fast, we don't want him falling and breaking his neck." Brandon jumps around enthusiastically, cause he just loves getting out of the house. After Paul returns we check ourselves out in the mirror, making sure we look good for the crowd at the picnic. Paul is looking good in his new kacky colored knee length shorts and white muscle shirt he recently purchased at Structure. His efforts at the gym are really paying off, especially the upper body definition, now reflecting in the mirror. I decided on beige baggy shorts and a white polo. Might as well be comfortable as well as stylish for this event. Satisfied with our appearance we head out for the picnic.
On the way to the picnic we chitchat about our plans for the summer. I am just enjoying the break from school. Being a full time Nursing student and working full time is a difficult task and the summer is a time to rest, relax, and revitalize for the next semester. Paul has been busy with his new restaurant. It is a café that serves a variety of sandwiches and salads for lunch along with daily specials for dinner. This has been his dream for years so he is really enjoying working his new business. We arrive at the picnic grounds where there are already at least a hundred cars in the lot.
"It looks like there will be a good turnout for the picnic," I state smiling. Sure does, just look at all the cars and it's only 11am," Paul replies. "There should be lots of cute boys for you to ogle over Don, so you better get out there and find ya one. And none of this shy routine today either," Paul scolds smiling. "Yes dad," I reply laughing.
We gather our supplies and head off to find Tom and Robert. There must be about 25 booths set up around the perimeter of the park, everything from jewelry, candles, and books for sale to various organizations in the gay community. We stop off at the PFLAG table to say hi to some friends, who then point out the Youth Out United (Y.O.U. for future reference) booth. The booth is amazing even from a distance. There are gay pride flags and banners surrounding the tables and behind are three huge screens displaying a continuous parade of slides showing the groups events and other pride activities occurring on the East Coast. As we approach we can hear Roberts voice narrating the multimedia display. The tables are covered with brochures, T-shirts, and other pride novelties to be given away to those who attend today. Tom and Robert come running out from behind the tables to greet us as we all exchange hugs and kisses, signaling the beginning of what is sure to be a festive day. Tom grabs Paul after the initial exchange and pulls him into a strong hug and a deep kiss, grinding his groin into Paul's.
Robert and I look at each other giggling as Robert states, "I guess they missed each other too much already." I reply, laughing, "Hey guys, I know it's only been a couple of hours, so save it for the bedroom for later." "Fuck waiting," Tom replies. "I spied this quiet little corner, with lots of bushes, over there behind the sound stage. As soon as the other guys from the group get here, I'm takin' my baby over there and I'm gonna fuck him good." Paul smiles, stating "OH YEAH!!!!" Robert and I start cracking up and we both remark, "Tom you're such a pig, we love it." Tom really is a sex hound. He would be happy if he and Paul were having sex 24 hours a day. I remark, "I'd love to be the fly buzzing around those bushes later." We all start laughing. The banter between the four of us continues as we finish arranging all the freebies on the tables.
"Well, I gotta go check on the DJ's for today," Robert states. "So I'll catch up with you guys later." We all give Robert a hug and he leaves us, heading for the sound stage. "I'm glad Robert is in charge of the music this year, at least we won't have to listen to only country or acid rock like the last 2 years," I remark. "That's for sure, states Paul, At least there will be some good dance music this year." Robert took over providing the music, after 100's of complaints from last year's picnic, due to the lack of musical variety. He contacted all the DJ's from the local clubs and decided that each would spin for 45 minutes and requested a play list as to insure a good balance of dance music for all. Robert is very concerned that the picnic provides a good time to the diverse group of people that attend. This is the one local event that draws hundreds of people you would never see at a club and Robert is very attuned to the wants and needs of such a diverse group. He continues to amaze me with all his energy and talents, and I often wonder why some nice guy hasn't snagged him up yet. He is an extremely hot looking man and if we weren't such good friends, I'd sure chase after him.
"Hey Don, why don't you go and start mingling," states Paul, bringing me out of my thought filled daze. "The park is filling up with all kinds of hot men, so get out there a meet some," Tom adds. "Ok guys, I get the hint, you two want to be alone," I reply. "Nah, that'll happen later," Paul chuckles, "We just want you to find someone so you're not so alone when we can't be around."
"I guess I'll start browsing the booths, cause you guys know how much I love to buy things at these events," I remark. "That's for sure, if it wasn't for you, these retailers would never make any money," Tom replies. "What did ya spend here last year about 400 dollars?" Paul adds. "Something like that, but it's for a good cause, so don't get on my case!" I chuckle back. "I'll catch ya a bit later, and don't stay in the bushes to long or I'll come lookin' for ya!" I joke as I wave good-bye.
I stop off at the sound stage first to touch base with Robert and we decide to meet for some food at 1pm, which will give me an hour and a half to venture around to all the retailers and other booths. I glance around at the crowd, which has grown to at least 500 people now, and notice the vast diversity of people. There are many lesbian couples with children of all ages, which is always a pleasure to see. There are young and old, large and small men of every race running around having a good time. And there are lots of cute boys in the 21-25yr old category, my personal favorite. The temperature is starting to climb into the low 80's so by early afternoon there should be lots of shirts coming off and many gorgeous bodies to entertain my eyes. I start wandering from table to table, examining the wares each has to offer, including the other men and boys shopping and those working the displays. I purchase a few bracelets with the pride colors, several T-shirts with various slogans on them, some books, CD's, and a few candles. Some of the retailers I recognize from last year and many were glad to see me, since I am their best customer. I talked with many of them and we brought each other up to date on our lives. I then moved on to the information tables and spoke with the legal groups on their progress in our state and the nation at large. It has been a rough year for these groups as the scandals of Washington have given new impetus to the conservative groups headed by Robertson and Farwell. They blame all the nations problems on gays, even though it's their followers that are beating their wives, degrading the minority races, shooting children in the schools, and worst of all beating up and harassing young gays.
I continued on my way and stopped by the MCC and Unitarian Church tables. It is so good to see these groups providing for the spiritual health of our community. They also have many outreach programs that assist the more traditional churches in their workings with gay and lesbians in our community. The two churches have teamed up for the picnic and will be providing some musical skits later in the afternoon, that I'm sure will be crowd pleasers. Next, I stopped at the Gay/Lesbian group from the college I attend. I hadn't been able to be involved with the group this year due to my school schedule, so it was good to catch up on all the gossip from the past year. I decided to pass on by the food tables till later when I meet up with Robert, but I did check out the cute guys working them. Talk about a buffet of hot beefy entrees!!! I stopped and purchased a soda and prepared to return to the Y.O.U. booth, when I spotted a little table tucked in the corner. I noticed the banner skirting the table and recognized the name of the trendiest hair salon in our city, so I decided to go over and see what they might be selling. This particular salon has been very supportive of the gay community and often co-sponsors different fundraising events. I began chatting with the young woman who was still setting up bottles of shampoo, bath oils, facial scrubs, and a variety of other products. While she was quoting prices for the different products, I noticed a young man approaching the table, carrying a box that obviously contained more salon products. As he moved closer, my eyes opened wide as I mouthed the words to myself, "Oh my God, he's fucking gorgeous!"
Part 3.
I could not remove my eyes from the young man as he passed beside me, going around back of the table. He set down the box of products amidst several other containers and then turned towards the front of the table, brushing the dust from the box off his hands. He glanced at me, then smiled, and extended his hand out to me. "Hi, my name's Jason," he said with an angelic voice. Shaking his hand, I replied "Hi, I'm Don, it's nice to meet you." The handshake sent sparks up my arm. His grip was not firm like some muscle bound gym stud, nor was it flimsy like one would expect from some dizzy queen, but was like that of a friend you were meeting for dinner. There before me stood the most beautiful man-boy I had ever seen. He looked to be in his early 20's, stood about 5' 6" tall, with short black hair, and the most sensuous olive toned skin. His eyes were hazel in color with a gaze that could pierce into ones soul. He flashed a perfect smile surrounded by full lips that could easily draw one in for a kiss. He was wearing a white crew neck T-shirt that clung to his broad shoulders, his well-developed pectorals, and six-pack abs, which tapered down in the perfect V shape to a 32" waist. He had well defined biceps and powerful looking forearms. He wore a pair of tight black shorts that showed off his strong upper legs and his perfect bubble butt. In his ears he sported several small hoop earrings. This boy, Jason, was indeed a god like creature.
"It's a great day for the picnic, don't you think?" he again spoke in that hypnotic voice, staring into my eyes. "It sure is," I replied, returning to reality but holding my gaze into his astounding eyes. "Do you work at the salon?" I questioned, realizing it was a dumb question, but then I never have been good at opening lines.
"Yes, I started there about a year ago, right after finishing school," he replied, still smiling and looking deep into my eyes. "That's awesome," I replied, knowing that this salon only hires the best in their field. "You have really great hair," he stated as he reached up and felt the hair on the side of my head. I thought I would pass out right then and there. "And a true blond too," smiling brightly as he spoke. "Thanks," I replied, blushing to a point that he had to notice. "You should come in and let me do your hair," he continued, still smiling brightly. "I will," I replied thinking "you can do anything to me you want." I glanced down at my watch and the time was 12:55pm. "Damn, I have to meet Robert in 5 minutes," I thought to myself.
"I have to meet a friend for lunch in like 5 minutes," I commented half to myself, and half toward Jason. "Your boyfriend?" Jason questioned, loosing a bit of his smile. "No, don't have one of those right now, just meeting a good friend," I answered back. "Oh," replied Jason, his bright smile returning. "Maybe you could stop back by after a while?" he questioned with a gleam in his eyes. "Sure! I'll try to stop back after I check on my other friends. I have to keep them out of trouble," I chuckled and then thought to myself, "he wants ME to come back, ME!!!!" "It's nice to have met you Jason," I spoke enthusiastically as I reached to again shake his hand. "Same here Don," he replied shaking my hand and holding onto it as though he didn't want to let it go.
We parted and I started back towards the sound stage in search of Robert. I was in a daze and didn't even notice the other guys wandering around the picnic. Did I read him all wrong; maybe it was just my imagination that he seemed to really like me. Guys that good looking never pay me any attention, at least not in the way Jason seemed to be. I continued walking and thinking to myself and practically plowed right into Robert.
"Hey Don, what's--" he stopped speaking momentarily, then continued, "That look, I know that starry-eyed look. You met someone. Come on, tell me, I want all the dirt!" "Oh my GAWD Robert, I just met the most incredibly cute boy!" I replied. "He's a fucking babe, and get this, he wants ME to come back and talk with him some more! Let's get some food, I need to eat and calm down a bit."
We grabbed a couple of sub sandwiches and drinks from one of the vendors and found a quiet spot to sit and eat. I started telling Robert all about the cute boy I had met. When I told him the boy's name was Jason, and that he worked at the salon, Robert's eyes lit up as he exclaimed, "Don, I know him! He's really a great guy!" I sat there shocked, although I shouldn't have been, since Robert does know just about everybody in the city that's gay. Robert continued:
"I know him from the clubs. He apparently likes to dance, and he is really good at it too. He was at the Wave last Saturday, and my Gawd can he move. You should have seen the crowd standing around watching him in amazement. He comes in with a group of friends, but always leaves by himself at closing time. I just figured he had a boyfriend or lover at home who didn't like clubbing. Let's see, what else can I tell you. He never appears to get drunk, but he does have a few cocktails when he is chatting with his friends. Oh, I have spied him doing some weed with his friends out on the patio, but he doesn't appear to be the stoner type, if you know what I mean. I've only talked with him briefly a couple of times, but he seems like a really nice guy, you know, down to earth, not arrogant with his nose in the air, like so many guys who have his good looks."
I took in every word Robert was telling me as though I was in a class hearing the most important lecture of my life. Robert continued, "Don, you have to go back and talk to him man, I'm serious, he is a really great guy. Don't chicken out!" "Don't worry, I am gonna go back, if nothing else even happens, just for another look at his cute face!" I replied.
"Well guy, I have to get back to the sound stage, so good luck, and don't wait to long, get your ass back over there," Robert stated. I replied, "I'm gonna go tell Paul and Tom first, then head back over there. I'll keep ya posted, and thanks Robert, for the info." We hugged and then I went looking for Paul. I stopped at the Y.O.U. booth and the boys behind the table informed me that Paul and Tom had gone to get some food and would be back in about an hour. I remembered Tom's comments from earlier in the day and I thought and giggled to myself, "I wonder if they are over in the bushes, this is to good an opportunity to pass up." So I ventured on over where Tom had pointed to earlier. Approaching the hedged area, I heard mumbled voices, so I quietly looked around and noticed the bushes formed almost a complete outer circle with what appeared to be a clearing in the center. I found a spot in the shrubbery that was thinned enough to see through, and there in the clearing was Paul and Tom laying on a blanket, still fully clothed, but embraced in a passionate kiss. I sat down in my quiet spot, which was out of view from the rest of the crowd at the picnic, and decided I was gonna stay and watch. Others I'm sure would have scolded me for doing this, but I have had this fantasy of watching Paul and Tom making love for a long time. I think the main reason is because I love both of them so much and being so involved in their lives, this just seems like it will complete the circle of my feelings towards them. Of course the fact that both are totally hot men doesn't hurt either!!!
I could hear both guys moaning while kissing and it looked like Tom had his tongue half way down Paul's throat. Their hands were caressing up and down each other's muscled chests. Tom's right hand made its way under Paul's muscle shirt and I could see him pinching the area that had to be Paul's nipples. Paul groaned, "That feels so fucking good, don't stop baby." Tom's kisses moved from Paul's mouth to his neck, and he started biting and sucking, which was sure to leave a mark, like that of a vampire. I could see the growing bulge in Paul's shorts, as Tom continued his attack on Paul's neck. Sitting up for a moment, Tom slowly removed Paul's shirt and threw it to the side of the blanket. In perfect rhythm, Paul removed Tom's shirt and tossed it aside. Laying Paul's backside down on the blanket gently, Tom leaned forward and began to kiss Paul's tight chest. He then bit down on Paul's right nipple, which caused Paul's body to rise up a bit and shudder. "Ohhhhh yessssss!" Paul muttered. Tom continued to nibble on Paul's well-defined pectorals, as he began moving his right hand up and down Paul's powerful legs, brushing quickly over the groin area that now protruded outward. Paul's head was thrashing back and forth as he continued his ecstatic moaning. Tom slowly slipped his right hand inside Paul's shorts and began to squeeze his growing cock. Paul groaned, "Soooooo Goooood!" as Tom began rubbing on his dick. As Tom kissed his way down Paul's stomach, he removed his hand from Paul's shorts and began to loosen the top button and then slowly pulled down the zipper. Paul lifted his pelvis as Tom began removing the shorts, never stopping the descending kissing, and then using his other free hand Tom slipped down Paul's briefs exposing his 7 inch hard cock. Paul kicked off the shorts and briefs as Tom continued kissing around the groin area, purposely ignoring Paul's thick penis. Tom then stood on his knees and began removing his shorts and boxers, sitting back down again to finish pulling them off and tossed them to the side of the blanket.
Tom then scooted down by Paul's feet and began licking the insides of Paul's legs, as he made his way up to Paul's huge balls. Tom began tongue bathing Paul's balls, one at a time as Paul moaned, "Please Tom, suck my cock!" Tom raised his head and with a devilish grin asked, "Paul baby, how bad do you want it?" Paul replied, "PLEASEEEEE, PLEASEEEEE, SUCK MY COCK!!!" Tom slowly began to run his tongue up Paul's blood red shaft, circling his tongue around the mushroom head lapping up the generous amount of precum leaking from Paul's throbbing cock. Then in on quick lunge, Tom engulfed his lover's entire 7inch rock hard dick. Paul screamed, "OHHHHHHH FUCK!" as his hips bucked forward sending his cock deeper into Tom's waiting throat. Tom slowly lifted his head allowing his lips and tongue to work their magic on Paul's long shaft. When his lips again reached the oversized head Tom began sucking and gently biting sending Paul further into ecstasy. Tom repeated the process several more times as Paul continued moaning and thrashing about. Finally Tom pulled off of Paul's penis and began licking his balls again, while spreading and lifting Paul's legs. Tom pushed the legs back until they were touching Paul's shoulders, then he began lapping at the area between Paul's balls and his pink asshole. Paul tried to grasp at Tom's erect 7-1/2 uncut cock, but Tom gently pushed his hand away. "No baby, don't touch, I wanna be able to make this last as long as possible." Tom went back to work on Paul's tight rosebud, licking and poking at it with his forceful tongue. Paul moaned, "Ohhh Gawd Tom, that's it, Eat my ass!"
Tom continued to use his tongue to push his natural lubricant into Paul's tight hole. He then took his middle finger, placed it in Paul's mouth so he could coat it with spit. After it was well covered with saliva, Tom removed his finger from Paul's mouth and began rubbing it around Paul's quivering asshole. He gently pushed the finger all the way in as Paul groaned, "Ahhhhh shit, that's good!" Tom began sliding the finger in and out with a circular motion as he slowly loosened his partner up. Then he inserted a second finger and soon after a third. As he moved the trio in and out of the now relaxing hole, Paul began to beg, "Harder Tom, push them in further, finger fuck my ass!" Tom continued his probing because he wanted his lover begging him to fulfill his every desire. Finally Tom heard the words he was waiting for, as Paul pleaded, "Tom, FUCK ME! FUCK ME NOW! I WANT YOUR UNCUT COCK IN MY ASS NOWWWW!!!" Tom pulled the fingers out of his lover and grabbed the waiting tube of lube and squeezed a generous supply onto his dick, spreading it up and down as he readied to plunge into his boyfriend's ass. He lined the head up with the waiting rosebud and pushed slowly into Paul's ass.
Paul screamed out in total pleasure, "AHHHH GAWDDDDDD YESSSSS!!!" as Tom buried his thick cock deep inside Paul. Tom brought his lips up to meet Paul's as they began a long deep kiss. While kissing, Tom was slowly thrusting his hip's back and forth in short gentle movements. He wanted his lover to get used to the size of his 7-1/2 inch, blood engorged dick. He also knew if he teased his lover with these first limited movements, he could last significantly longer without cumming, but more importantly, he could bring out the submissive side in his boyfriend and enjoy hearing Paul beg him to take control and to pound his ass. Tom continued to weave the magic spell over his boyfriend as he began to nibble on Paul's ear lobe, whispering to him, "lover your ass is incredibly hot and tight, it feels so good fucking you," while picking up the length and pace of his movements slightly. Tom's spell was working as Paul began to plead with him, "Oh Tom, more, please give me more."
As Tom increased his fucking again slightly he began to play with Paul's nipples, pinching them both gently with his soft fingers while still whispering in his lovers ear, "tell me Paul, tell me what you need." Paul began to loose control as he answered, "Fuck me Tom, please fuck me, I need your big cock sliding in and out of me." Tom's face now had a devilish grin to it as he began to slowly pull all but the head of his cock out of Paul and then slide it back in. He continued to play with Paul's nipples, but the pinching was more intense in feeling and effect. Tom again whispered in Paul's ear, "beg for it baby, tell me how bad you want and need this." Paul gave up all control and pleaded, "Ahhhhh Tom, Pound my ass, PLEASE, Fucking slam my stud ass, I need you to fuck the cum outta me!" This was what Tom was waiting to hear.
He took hold of Paul ankles and spread his lovers legs as wide as he could, lifting himself up and pulling all but the head of his hard penis out, then he moved forward, and buried it all the way back in, his balls slapping Paul's ass in the process. Paul screamed, "FUCKKKKK MEEEEE!!" Again, Tom moved in and out as he started to build a rhythm. Paul was in another realm now as he continued to yell, "YEAH, FUCK ME HARDER, PLEASEEEE FUCK MY TIGHT ASS, I NEED TO FEEL YOUR COCK SLAMMING MY INSIDES, OH TOM GIVE IT TO ME!" Tom was now pistoning in and out of Paul. Sweat was dripping from his brow as he continued the anal assault. Paul's body was thrashing about as he moaned, begged and pleaded for more. "TOM BABY, POUND ME WITH THAT HOT COCK!!! FUCKIN SLAM MY ASS. HARDER BABY, FUCK MEEEEE HARD!" Paul's cock was leaking precum like lava from a volcano and he knew he was getting close. He moved his hand to grab hold of his now 8inch hard dick, but Tom quickly pushed it away. "No Paul, don't touch it. You begged me to fuck the cum out of you and that's what I'm about to do." As he spoke, Tom tightened his grip on Paul's ankles and pushed them all the way back till they touched the ground behind Paul's head. Paul's purple cock was now inches above his face as Tom once again picked up speed and slammed into his lover's ass. Paul bellowed, "FUCK ME HARDER TOM, OH TOM I'M GONNA CUM SOON, FUCK THE CUM OUTTA ME! AAGGGGHHHHH!!!!" As Tom ploughed into Paul one last time, Paul's cock unleashed a torrent of white-hot liquid that splattered across his face. At the same time Tom screamed, "I'M CUMMING, TAKE MY HOT LOAD UP YOUR SWEET ASS!!!" Tom fired volley after volley of cum into his lover's ass as Paul's cock continued sending the barrage of cum hitting his own face. Totally spent the two collapsed into each other's arms and Tom began kissing and licking the cum off of Paul's face. Paul spoke softly, "Tom that was the most intense time yet. I Love You so much." Tom replied, "That was so incredible, I Love You too Paul.
They continued to kiss and cuddle, enjoying the afterglow, as I sat there in total amazement. I had never witnessed anything so incredible, and was now horny as hell. I quietly got up and made my way back to the picnic. I needed to find Jason and see if what happened earlier was just a fluke, or if he really was interested in talking with me again. Thinking again about Paul and Tom's love for each other, I began hoping that maybe something like that was in my future.
This ends part 3. Told ya there would be some sex, and was it good or what (well at least it was good for Tom and Paul)!!! Of course Tom and Paul will never admit to this little adventure, but I think... LOL LOL. Do I hear you asking, "but what about Jason?" Don't worry, now that all the important preliminaries are finished, the rest of the story will concentrate on... Well, just wait and see!!!!
Drop me a line at donnrs2000@mindspring.com and let me know what you think Positive comments and constructive criticism are welcomed since this is my first attempt at writing this type of composition.