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WARNING: The following text contains scenes of textual nudity and graphic sex between consenting teenage males. If you are offended by such material, or are under the legal age of consent to read such material, please do not read any further. All persons and events depicted in the following story are entirely fictitious. Any resemblance to those living or dead is purely coincidental.
"LITTLE MIKEY" (Part 1 of 2)
by Mikey Mark
My First real sexual experience with a guy occurred when I was 14 years old and in grade nine. That was September 1983 in case you are curious... the year I entered high school.
I met quite a few new people in those first few weeks, balancing my social obligations to flirt with girls while indulging my passion for choosing cute guys for friends. One of these, a dark haired, cool, quiet but friendly guy named Glen happened to turn up in three of my classes, sitting close by in each of them.
One of the first differences that I noticed between high school and middle school was the gym change-rooms. Back in middle school, guys still wore gym shorts under their pants on gym days. In high school, they had full (mandatory) showers after gym class. In addition to this, there is the old unwritten rule in change-rooms where the very first place you change in becomes your spot for the rest of the school year. Physically speaking, I was one of the shorter guys in the class. There were usually about two or three other guys in every class that were shorter than me, but that was about it. Most of the guys were much taller and heavier built than I was. However, considering dick size only, I was certainly one of the biggest boys in the class. On my small frame, considering the fact that I had barely begun to grow in height, my dick looked especially large. Needless to say, with my name being Mike, the guys quickly coined the (ironic) nickname "Lil'Mikey" that stuck with me throughout high school and college.
Anyways, to make a long story short, one of the classes that Glen and I shared was gym-class. He also sat immediately opposite to me in the change-room. Being in so many classes together, Glen and I became pretty good friends. He made most of the first moves. He introduced himself first, he came over to talk to me, he offered me cigarettes, he invited over to his place after school to shoot some pool, that kind of thing. I knew that he liked me although I didn't really know that I was gay at the time. I certainly knew that I liked boys better than girls, but I hadn't actually done anything about it. However, I also knew that when we were in the gym change-room, Glen couldn't take his eyes off my dick!
Around the time of spring break, Glen invited me over to his house. His parents were away and he was serving drinks from his parents liquor cabinet. We sat around and drank and shot pool until we were both feeling tipsy. I called my parents to tell them I was going to sleep over at Glen's house. I didn't bother to tell my mother that Glen's parents were out of town.
Glen was very generous with his parent's liquor supply and I was staggering drunk in no time. Around midnight, Glen pulls out a couple of old Playboy magazines from his secret stache. I could barely focus on the pages, but Glen read some of the letters out loud to me while I flipped through the pictures, both of us pretending to be straight! We joked around for a while before I told Glen that I had to crash real soon. He showed me up to the guest room which had a fold-out bed and said goodnight.
About an hour later, Glen came into the room and sat on the bed. I woke up immediately but didn't stir. My head was pounding from the liquor and I was curious...
He spoke to me and gave me a gentle nudge while I feigned deep, drunken sleep. Slowly, he grew bolder and pulled the sheets back, leaving me sprawled in my underwear. I felt his fingers touch my dick through my underwear. Involuntarily, my dick lurched to the attention. I tried my best to hold it back, but his fingers worked deftly. Eventually, my dick was completely rockhard and straining at the fabric of my jockey shorts.
I was concentrating on keeping my breathing steady and even while Glen ever so slowly peeled down my underwear to expose my cock. My whole body twitched when his hot wet mouth closed over the head of my dick. Unfortunately, my twitch startled him and he pulled back. After a few minutes he regained his confidence and began to slowly stroke my still hard cock.
It was one of the slowest and most intense orgasm that I ever had. I laid there perfectly still, trying to control my breathing while Glen jerked me off with excruciating slowness! After I shot my load, Glen cleaned it up, put my underwear and sheets back to normal and then left the room.
The next day, neither Glen nor I said a word about what happened. But I did accept Glen's invitation to spend another night there on Saturday.
I rode home that afternoon on my bicycle and came back to Glen's house again right after dinner. The script did not change one bit. Glen poured lots of drinks until I was seriously drunk and when I crashed out in the guest room, he proceeded to sneak in an hour after I supposedly passed out and played with my dick until I shot a load all over myself.
The same thing happened about a month later when his parents went up to their cottage for a weekend. Glen got to stay in town because he had a job at a hardware store on Saturday afternoons. That Saturday night, Glen proceeded to follow his script. He was always generous with his parents liquor and I often wondered why they never detected Glen's binges. It had gotten to the point where I was secretly tossing half my drink into the sink to avoid getting too wasted. I liked being awake for Glen's nightly visits.
This pattern continued for several months. Glen's parents traveled up to the cottage almost every weekend. I was really torn by it all. I definitely liked guys and very much wanted to have sex with other guys, except I didn't want to do it with Glen. He was goodlooking and friendly, but something was "missing" in our relationship. I liked Glen as a buddy...he was genuinely fun to be with, but I really wasn't sexually attracted to him. However, I was fourteen years old at the time and having my dick sucked off regularly wasn't something to complain about!
Around the end of August that summer, Glen had the weekend off of work and invited me up to his cottage with his parents. We spent the day swimming and canoeing and slept in a tent about a hundred feet from the cottage. We didn't have as much to drink that night because of his parents, but Glen still went for my dick as soon as he figured I was asleep. By this time I was getting pretty good at faking sleep while getting sucked off.
The next afternoon Glen and I canoed down to the other end of the lake and hiked up to a secluded rocky waterfall in the forest that Glen knew about. It was really hot so the two of us stripped naked and had a cold natural shower together. The pounding water soon gave me a raging hardon. When Glen stepped out of the water and sat down on the rocks to dry off, I followed him over and stood beside him with my half-hard dick waving about a foot in front of his face.
Glen looked up at me, squinting in the afternoon sun. I commanded him to suck my dick. He looked seriously shocked, as if he never suspected that I had been awake for his nocturnal visits. But he did suck me off, and even jerked himself off while he was doing it. He never really sucked my whole cock, only about half of it, but it felt great.
I immediately regretted my action. From then on, Glen knew I liked getting sucked off so he would just ask me if he could anytime he wanted. He always just said "can I do it?" assuming that I knew what "it" was. Until that time, the only time Glen sucked my dick was when I slept over at his place and pretended to be asleep. Now Glen was sucking me off in his basement after school, at my house, in the bushes at a local park, anywhere he could! With all that practice, he was getting to be pretty good at it!
By grade ten I was beginning to get seriously sick of Glen sucking on my dick. Part of it had to do with the girl that I was seeing was on the birth control pill and I was fucking her every weekend. I know I am gay now, but when I was 15 years old, I wasn't quite so clear on the concept. Besides, when you consider the social environment that the average suburban teenager lives in, you'd know why I had a girlfriend, and one of the best looking girls in school at that!
As time went on, I saw less and less of Glen, although he was still calling me up and suggesting things for the two of us to do. When I finally agreed to go somewhere with him I would tease him by wearing something that I knew would drive him nuts like an old pair of cut-off sweatpants that I would wear with no underwear, or an old pair of blue jogging shorts that allowed my dick and/or balls to slip out the leg hole. Before I left, he would always ask me if I wanted to "do it". More often than not, I said no. He would really get upset with me, but he didn't argue to much after the first few times I said "no". After a few months of this, I figured that Glen was finally getting the hint. However, that was not to be the case!
During the summer between grades 10 and 11, Glen showed up at my place one afternoon. I hadn't seen him for about a month and had been ignoring his phone calls. He didn't seem to mind though. He invited me to come on over to shoot a game of pool. I told him that I didn't feel like it but he was very persistent and promised that he would not bug me about "doing it". Reluctantly, I agreed.
When we got there, Glen poured drinks and we headed for the basement to shoot some pool. After a couple of games, we went into the rec-room to sit down. That was when he attacked me.
Glen was a couple inches taller than me and physically better developed. It didn't take him long to pin me down on the floor in a wrestling hold. We had play wrestled before, but this was different. Glen was very serious and was using considerable force to pin me down. He shifted his weight and pulled me around until he had my right arm pinned behind my back in what we usually called a "cop-hold". Then he proceeded to pull down my pants.
It was obvious that Glen was frustrated with my hot'n'cold responses. First I let him suck me off all the time, then I was teasing him and ignoring him. Now he was forcefully taking what he wanted. And it was certainly my dick that he wanted because no sooner did he get my pants down than he flipped me over, knelt down on my shoulders and leaned over to suck on my cock. After a couple of minutes I gave up protesting and let him do it. That was when Glen pulled back off my dick, unzipped his pants and exposed his own rock hard cock which he proceeded to force into my mouth and laid down on top of me in a 69 position.
Glen's dick wasn't that big, only about six inches or so, but it was quite thick and with all of his weight on top of me, it was all I could do to keep from choking on it and stay breathing. I couldn't believe what was happening. Glen fucked my mouth while he sucked me off. It was the first time I ever sucked a cock and I choked on his cum when he shot his load down my throat. It was a really weird experience, and despite my anger, it didn't take too long for me to orgasm with Glen sucking furiously away on my cock.
When we were both done, Glen got up and pulled his pants up. I just laid there on the carpet, his cum dripping off my chin and my own cum dripping down off my chest. I was furious. I got up, pulled up my pants and left without saying another word.
Glen apologized to me the next day, saying he couldn't help it, but he said that "he knew I wanted to do it". I just ignored him and completely refused to have anything to do with him at all.
The following summer, as my hormones were getting stronger and stronger, I was gradually beginning to feel guilty about treating Glen so badly. Yes, he did force sex on me, but I had been cock-teasing him and using him as a cocksucker for months before that. I didn't really hold it against him, as I kind of sympathized with where he was coming from. I was acting like an asshole and I deserved it.
Glen still hadn't given up trying to be friends with me though. It looked like he was never going to give up. But as I said, I was beginning to feel a bit guilty about treating him badly and having broken up with my girlfriend I was beginning to miss having a regular sexual outlet besides my right hand.
Well, all it took was a half-friendly hello one day when I ran into Glen at the local store for him to figure all was forgiven. He proceeded to invite me up to his cottage that very weekend for old times sake. We had both turned sixteen and he had his drivers licence already. His parents weren't going up so we could really do some serious drinking as he put it. He said he could get his sister to buy some beer for us to take up with us. I reluctantly agreed only after he swore that he would not touch me unless I explicitly asked him to. I don't know why I accepted, but I was bored and horny, so I said why not.
While packing a few things to take up with me, I began to formulate a plan. If Glen really wanted my cock so bad, I was going to give it to him...
Once we got up to the cottage, I put on my cutoff sweatpants without underwear. I knew it drove Glen crazy to see my dick bouncing around. We had a few beers before I waved my dick in Glen's face and told him to suck on it. He didn't hesitate. Afterwards, we had a few more beers and then I did it again. Except this time I told Glen that I wanted to bumfuck him. He looked shocked but went to find some lube anyways. When he got back, he greased up my big hard cock and then his asshole. He laid face down on the floor and I knelt between his legs. I didn't really know how to fuck a guy's ass, but I had fucked pussy before. I figured it would be the same type of thing so I pointed the head of my dick at his lubed up asshole and pushed it in. You should have heard Glen squeal! He begged me to stop moving and stay still for a minute.
After laying there for what seemed like hours, I gradually began to rock back and forth ever so slowly. Glen's butt was extremely tight, tighter than a pussy. I only had about half my dick inside his ass but the sensation was incredible and it didn't take long to get me ready to blow my load deep inside Glen's butt.
Eventually, I got up a nice rhythm, sliding my dick about halfway in and back.
There was no way I could get all of it in because every time I tried to push it in just a little bit further, Glen would screech with pain. As long as I didn't try pushing my dick in beyond about half way, Glen would just lay there and grunt when I slid in and moan when I slid back out until only the head of my dick remained inside his ass. Then I would shove my dick back in and try to stop in time not to hurt him. It was very difficult to resist the temptation to just shove my whole eight and three-quarter inch dick all the way in and damn the concequences! Either way, it was my first fuck and Glen's ass was really tight, so it didn't take long for me to shoot my load up Glen's muscular young butt!
My dick was still half hard and slicked with some blood and shit when I pulled it out and that sorta grossed me out. We both took showers after that, but didn't do anything else that day. The following day I fucked Glen twice more, getting in deeper and fucking harder each time. Just before we got into the car to come home, I fucked Glen on the hood of his parents car. I don't know what got into me, but I really tried to hurt him by pounding his ass furiously with my cock (I still didn't shove it in all the way!). I knew it must have hurt like hell having my big dick plowing into him like that, but I didn't let up until I shot a load deep inside him. Afterwards, neither he nor I said a word, the whole way back to the city.
That was about it for me and Glen. When we got home, I immediately regretted doing what I did. When Glen called me up the next day I said no more. From then on until the end of high school, Glen made it clear to me that he would suck my dick or bend over for me anytime I wanted it, but I didn't want it. I gave it to him a couple more times after that last weekend, but not very often. Gradually, I saw less and less of him. When I moved out to go to university, I stopped seeing him completely.
"LITTLE MIKEY" (Part 2 of 2)
by Mikey Mark
When I was seventeen years old and in grade twelve at high school, I answered a couple of classified personal ads that I found in the newspaper. The first two that I called didn't go very far beyond an initial friendly chat. For the third one, I included my dick size with my physical description and was promptly provided with an address and an invitation. His name was Rick.
I screwed up my nerves and went there on the following Friday night. He was a not half-bad looking guy, not as good as I hoped, but certainly easy on the eyes. He had medium length dirty blond hair, blue eyes, black eyebrows and a coppertone tan. He had told me that he was twenty-one and he was probably closer to twenty-five, but he did have his own apartment with a good supply of hot videos and cold beer.
He moved quickly. There was a hot porno video on the VCR, I had a cigarette in one hand and a cold bottle of beer in the other, and Rick between my knees massaging my crotch. He then proceeded to give me a superb blow-job. Just about the time I was getting close to cumming, he pulled away and stood up. I put out the cigarette, chugged on my beer and followed him into the bedroom with my fly undone and my rockhard monster leading the way.
Once inside his bedroom, Rick proceeded to strip me completely, including my socks and underwear. I kinda just stood there wondering what to do with myself, standing stark naked and watching Rick remove his own clothes. When he was naked he embraced me and we fell onto the bed, necking passionately and getting off on the friction of our nakedness. I had never necked with another guy before and it was a major turnon for me.
I found myself laying back as Rick worked his way down my smooth hairless chest with his tongue. It felt incredible. He bypassed my dick and continued on down my legs all the way to my feet and actually sucked each toe individually! Then he worked his way back up the inside of my legs and began to lick my balls. By the time he reached my dick I was rolling around franticly with pleasure and anticipation.
When he did finally start sucking on my dick again, it took me only seconds to feel the beginnings of an orgasm. All of a sudden Rick pulled away from my throbbing cock, denying me an orgasm once again. It was fantastic. He was an expert. I knew from my own jerkoff experiences that a delayed orgasm is stronger and more intense, so I waited to see what would happen.
In a hoarse whisper, Rick asked me to roll over. I complied and found myself laying sprawled face down and spread-eagle on the double bed while Rick proceeded to lick my ass. It was the first time I had ever felt that weird sensation. I instinctively resisted, but gave in immediately when I felt his probing tongue. It was my first rim job an I loved it. I was squirming around and moaning loudly with pleasure when Rick suddenly switched his tongue for his rockhard 7 inch cock.
At first it was incredibly painful. I couldn't bear to have him move at all.
It kind of felt exactly like I had to take a serious shit. When he started to slide it in and out I just about lost it completely. Silently I prayed for him stop. I begged him to stop, but I didn't say a word.
Slowly. Ever so slowly, the pain and general uncomfortableness of having his dick sliding in and out of my virgin asshole began to recede. I think I was practically delirious with the power of the sensations produced by getting fucked up the ass. When I opened my eyes and realized where I was and what I was doing (or rather, what was being done to me), I realized that I really liked it. His pace began to quicken and instinctively I raised up my butt to meet his thrusts. I couldn't believe myself. I was panting and moaning like there was no tomorrow! I was terribly embarrassed about it but I couldn't help it. I really loved getting my butt fucked!
Encouraged by my responses, Rick eventually built up his pace until he was pounding into me and we were both covered in a fine sheen of sweat. I couldn't actually feel his cum when he shot it into me but I knew when he orgasmed by the way he slammed onto me with one wild last thrust and collapsed, his dick buried to the hilt.
When Rick finally rolled off of me I quivered with the cool breeze that greeted my battered asshole. When I rolled over, I discovered that my dick was sticky as were the sheets where I laid. It was obvious that I had shot a load or two while Rick was fucking me, although I wasn't sure just when it occurred. As far as I could tell, after the intitial painful stage, the rest of the experience was more intense and even more pleasurable than any blowjob or fuck I had yet experienced.
Afterwards, I laid back and smoked the stereotypical post-coital cigarette. My asshole was burning and my whole body felt drained and exhausted. Rick told me to grab a shower, but I didn't know if my legs would work. They did, though they were quite a bit wobbly as I staggered to the washroom. I immediately sat down on the toilet and spewed out Rick's cum from my ass. The sound of it was rather embarrassing. The jetstream of a hot shower invigorated me and when I got out I felt terrific.
I sat around naked in the living room with Rick afterwards and we chatted amicably. Rick told me that my ass was the best he had ever fucked and my dick was the biggest he had ever sucked. I blushed, but my dick began to stir with the attention. Around midnight we got dressed and Rick gave me a drive home. We made a date for the following Friday.
I didn't jerkoff all week in anxious anticipation of another hot session. That following Friday night I went over to Rick's apartment and enjoyed another wonderful night of hot passionate sex. We began with a shower and afterwards Rick gave me a thorough massage. From time to time he teased my ass with his tongue. Each time my body twitched with anticipation.
After a while Rick pulled out the baby oil and poured it on my back. It felt wonderful as he rubbed it into my back and all down my legs. It didn't take long for Rick's oily hands to find my quivering asshole. Instead of his tongue which I prayed for, I got a serious finger fucking. It felt kinda cool, like a little mini-cock, but rougher. It was almost a relief when Rick replaced his fingers with his rock hard cock. It too was well oiled and it surprised me how easy it went in, but it still caused pain.
It took a couple of minutes for the pain to recede, but I waited for it, knowing it would come. When it did, I shifted my weight. Rick must have taken this as a signal because he immediately began to fuck the daylights out of me!
After a thoroughly serious fucking, but before he came, Rick pulled his dick out and made me roll over onto my back and hold up my knees. He then re-inserted his rock hard cock into my willing butt. I really liked this position because it allowed us to kiss while he fucked me. I liked having his tongue probe my mouth as deeply as his cock pounded my ass.
After a building up to an ass-punishing tempo, Rick suddenly stops and pulls back. It took me a minute to realize it had stopped, but when I opened my eyes to look up to him, he just started to smile and fuck me some more. The only difference now was that he had grabbed hold of my dick. Now with each thrust of his cock into my ass, his hand pulled tightly on my dick. It didn't take long for me to spurt a load of hot cum all over my neck, chest and stomach.
After I blew my load, Rick picked up his fucking pace again. This time he pinned my knees back against my shoulders locked in the crook of his arms. This allowed him to really pound my ass. After having cum already, my body was totally relaxed as Rick fucked with an orgasmic intensity. Afterward, I showered again and Rick drove me home.
Once again I agreed to meet him the following Friday. I figured that we had a pattern set, but that was not to be the case! When I arrived at his place again, Rick had a friend over. His name, was Duane and he was a cool looking dude around my age with long blond hair and bright blue eyes. He was quite a bit taller than Rick and really thin. I was attracted to him immediately. I imagined that his dick would be as long and skinny as he was despite the fact that my own dick was no where near as short and slim as the rest of my body.
After a few drinks, I ended up sitting on the couch beside Duane. When Rick went to the washroom to piss out the last couple of beers, Duane put his hand on my leg and began to feel me up. He said that Rick told him that I had a really big dick and he really wanted to check it out. Embarrassed by this, I didn't protest as he slowly worked his way towards my zipper. By the time Rick came back from the washroom, Duane had my jeans undone and my dick sticking out at full mast.
Rick didn't even bat an eyelash at his friend's actions. Duane looked up when he came in and the two of them started to talk about the size of my dick as though I wasn't even there. It was really strange. Rick then offered us more beer and went to the kitchen to get it. Duane went back to sucking on my dick and I just sat there dumbfounded and overtaken with the pleasure of a hot wet mouth on my dick - especially Duane's hot wet mouth! I was really turned on my his long dirty blond hair and I ran my fingers through it while he sucked on my dick.
When Rick came back with the beers, he put Duane's on the coffee table and handed mine to me. It felt really weird taking it from his hand as though we were just sitting around chatting and this guy just happened to have his head in my lap.
After Rick sat down, we just sat there silently, both of us watching Duane work on my dick. When Rick commented on Duane's skills, I mumbled my agreement. Rick proceeded to tell me that he and Duane had been fooling around for two years and that it was their plan for the newspaper ad to find a cute young stud with a big dick to share. I turned beet-red with acute embarrassment when he said this, but being the centre of attention did kind of turn me on.
By this time I was beginning to squirm around and moan with pleasure from Duane's action on my dick. I could stay perfectly still and silent while getting sucked off (practice from my days with Glen), but if I didn't restrain myself I ended up squirming around and moaning softly, with an occasional involuntary twitch that indicated I was getting close.
About this time, Rick suggested that I stand up so Duane could really suck me off easier. As if in agreement, Duane immediately stopped sucking on my dick and slipped off the couch and onto his knees. The two of them looked expectantly at me and so I stood up. In one simple motion, Duane pulled my jeans and underwear down to my knees and started to lick my balls. It felt fantastic. I closed my eyes and let my head roll back as the waves of pleasure emanated from my balls.
That was when Rick got on his knees behind me and stuck his tongue up my ass and began to give me a serious rim job as he had done several times before. I cannot describe the feeling of having two mouths working on my ass and my dick at the same time. I was delirious with pleasure and after a few minutes of this action I could barely continue to stand. I wobbled a couple of times, but Rick's firm grip on my hips held me up. When I could take it no longer, Rick suggested we move to the bedroom.
Once there, Rick and Duane stripped their own clothes off as well as my own. Duane laid down on the bed on his back and invited me to lay on top of him in a 69 position. My dick was still hard as a rock and being so near to cumming in the living room, I didn't take long to do what he asked. I knelt by his head, fed my dick into his waiting mouth and laid down on top of him. I was surprised to find that his dick was quite small for someone so tall, but it was nicely thick and hard as a rock so I began to suck on it.
In a veritable repeat of our position in the living room, Rick began to lick my ass again. I could barely keep my concentration on sucking Duane's dick while my own was buried to the hilt in Duane's mouth and Rick tickled my ass with his tongue. Eventually I gave up trying and just laid there with Duane's dick in my mouth. Rick was pushing on my ass and forcing my dick all the way down Duane's throat and it was all I could do to let Duane's dick slide in and out of my mouth with the rocking motion caused by Rick pushing on my ass.
When the sensations became really intense and I knew I was going to cum, I tried to call out that I was cumming, but my voice wasn't working to good at the time and Duane's dick in my mouth didn't help. I just laid there and let it happen. Once I came, the action stopped and Rick rolled me off of Duane. Duane sat up and I looked at him. His hair was all a mess and he was wiping my cum from his chin and grinning at me. His dick was still rock hard as he had not cum from my feeble cocksucking.
Rick as well had a raging erection as no one had touched his dick yet. He was standing beside the bed holding a tube of K-Y jelly. I knew that he wanted to fuck me. He always fucked me after licking my ass. That was when Duane straddled my face and pulled my legs straight up in the air. I felt Rick's slippery fingers probe my exposed ass as Duane's ass and balls hung above my face only inches away. Duane had a firm grip on my ankles and had my legs sticking straight up in the air while Rick prepared to fuck me.
Once Rick had his dick inside me and I stopped gasping and started to relax a bit, Duane slowly sat down on my face. As Rick increased the tempo of his fucking, I abandoned all inhibitions and began to lick Duane's asshole. Rick fucked me furiously, but then all of a sudden stopped and pulled out and Duane got off my face. I gasped for my breath and laid there quivering and waiting for more.
Duane laid down on the bed beside me and Rick told me to fuck him. My dick was only half-hard since I had just shot a load a few minutes ago, but Rick used the K-Y to lube my dick and expertly bring back a full erection. Once I was hard again, I knelt between Duane's legs. He was laying on his back and holding his knees against his chest. I pointed my dick at his lubed up butt and shoved. He obviously was no virgin because he hardly made a noise as half of my dick slid in effortlessly. I waited for him to relax and then started to slide back and forth slowly. On my third or fourth gentle thrust, my dick slid all the way in. It was an incredible feeling and Duane began to grunt and moan wildly. That was when Rick got back behind me again and pushed me down until I was deep inside Duane. Then he proceeded to stick his dick back up my ass. Considering the fact that he had already been fucking me, his dick slid right inside easily.
From then on, I just laid there in a "fuck sandwich" squeezed between Duane on the bottom and Rick on top. Rick did all the work, pulling back and thrusting forward. The force of Rick plowing into my ass drove my own dick deeper inside Duane and he just grunted. The three of us continued like that for quite a while.
After what seemed like hours, but was in fact only a few minutes, Rick increased his pace to that of a fucking frenzy. I was practically delirious and mumbled and moaned incoherently while Duane just grunted with every thrust. Being face to face with Duane, the two of us began to kiss wildly while both of our asses were pounded. Having his tongue in my mouth, my dick in his ass and Rick's dick pounding into my own butt drove me insane and I was the first reach orgasm. I could feel my dick swishing around in Duane's now overly lubricated butt while Rick worked himself upto an orgasmic final thrust. After he came, the three of us just collapsed there on the bed, exhausted and covered in sweat.
I continued to see Rick and Duane for a few more sessions after that first one, each session fairly similar to the first one. I really was attracted to Duane, but Rick was the one who had the apartment and made all of the arrangements. I tried to get Duane's phone number so I could go out with him sometime, but Rick didn't like that very much. Eventually, I began to resent Rick's manipulations and stopped seeing both of them. It was great sex while it lasted though!
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