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Melting Pot - Chapter 10, and completing of chapter 9 By Rilobo1
He groaned deeply, but due to earlier activity and training didn't offer much resistance. Yet, the pressure and tone were exceedingly pleasing. I groaned in response, and leaned over to kiss him, his mouth opening and engulfing my offered tongue. He then did something surprising: Atul turned his head so that his lips were near my right ear, and began whispering. I had to strain to catch what he was telling me. In essence, he wanted me to bring the boys onto the bed with us, and he asked that when I came, to do so just inside his anus, opposed to the usual deep breeding. I pulled back, established eye contact with him, and nodded my understanding. I hadn't the foggiest why he wanted this, but trusted him enough to just ride along (pun intended) to see where this roller coaster would go. I began to pound him deeply and more frequently, eliciting more groans, and Atul's eyes rolling back into his head. He began flexing his legs against the restraints. In our several sexual encounters with each other, I had noticed an enhanced muscle flexibility, and I'm guessing due to his age, athleticism, and practice of yoga, he was able to flatten out his legs to where the sides of his upper legs were, or very nearly were, in contact with the beach towel covering the mattress -- while his ass and cock was prominently displayed up in the air. It was a most unusual posture for sex, but again I just rode along.
After his changes in posture, I looked down for a second at the point where our two bodies merged, and had to do a double take; where my penis merged into his body, there was a clear, thin, muscular band that gripped my penis. On the in-stroke, the band sank and withdrew into his body, but on the out-stroke, it puffed out and grasped my glistening shaft, much like it was unwilling to let me exit his body. The view was exceedingly hot, and now I knew why he wanted the boys on the bed with us: he wanted to give them visuals to study. I looked over to the boys in the chair, who were sitting there enraptured with hard as nails erections, and nodded them over to the bed, patting each hand on either side of Atul's hips, indicating where they were each to perch. Jason was first and fastest, and crawled around to the far side, while Alex moved over to the near side. From their new positions, they also had a close-in, birds-eye view of the penetration and constant pistoning, and their faces showed it -- broad "O" formed mouths, and an intense, searing focus on the few square inches of scene. Alex was the first to reach out a finger to make a tactile investigation, placing the finger pad squarely upon the point of interface, and moving the pad along the contours. Jason followed Alex's example a few seconds afterward.
Jason was the next to make an innovation in their study. He stuck out his tongue, and placed the tip of it at the point of interface. I felt his tongue flicker as he licked my shaft, and I had no doubt that Atul also felt the tongue, as groaned just a bit louder than before. Alex took the next innovation, and started kissing the interface with both lips. I stopped withdrawing completely my shaft, as well as restricting my plunges to only half the length (I didn't want to bruise a boy or put an eye out!) and very shortly thereafter, they were both on each side of my cock and Atul's anal ring, french kissing us, as well as each other. The feeling was beautiful, as both Atul and I moaned in unison. Atul then asked the boys what it felt like to them, and they each responded something along the lines that it was so sexy to see powerful adult parts in action. Atul then asked them to stretch his anus open wider. They pulled back, unsure of what he meant for them to do, until I gave them a little hint by additionally penetrating Atul's ring with my index finger. Atul hissed at this, but changed that hiss into a "yesssss". I retracted my finger just as the light bulbs went off with the boys. They each moved their eyes closer to the interface, and each gingerly entered an index finger, and then the other index finger. Four boy fingers were now penetrating Atul, along with my penis. They moved their fingers around, and began pulling and stretching Atul's ring, eliciting more groans from Atul. I then took the lesson forward, asking them if they could feel what my penis was feeling, and their answer was "no". I told them that I was feeling the edge of Atul's prostate before reinstating a deeper thrust, announcing that I was now rubbing Atul's entire prostate.
The light bulbs lit up again; their fingers couldn't reach that deep. Atul then asked me to come now. I pulled the boys fingers out of Atul, and focused all my attention on shallow, rabbit strokes into Atul. It took only a few moments until my cockhead engorged itself just beyond Atul's ring, and began disgorging my wet load. After coming, I pulled out with a loud "pop," and a little milky, gaping pool was all that was to be seen. Atul then looked directly at Jason, and commanded him to "fuck me, baby." Jason quickly looked around for the lube, but seeing where Atul was going I told him he wouldn't need lube to fuck his manfriend. Jason quickly pivoted around and very soon planted his hard little nail into the gape, the end effect being that he was soon only splashing around in the milky pool, with very little recompense for his exertions. Alex, in the meantime, had already figured out the futility of fucking an adult ass until puberty had brought him the tools needed for the task. Instead, he grabbed the lube, squirted out a good amount, found Atul's swollen cockhead, and began lubing it back to slickness. After a few seconds, he stated that his "boypussy" was fully rested, swung his right leg over Atul's stomach inserting his legs between Atul's sides and spread out legs, aligned his own anal ring up with Atul's cockhead, curving his lower spine inward, pressing down, and engulfing the cockhead in one smooth motion.
Atul, due to his body having been restrained, couldn't of course move so easily. Alex took over the responsibility, thrusting his body backward and forward over Atul's cock shaft. Soon, Atul and Alex were moaning and groaning in Tandem. A dejected Jason then made his displeasure known with a "harrumph" sound. I pulled him into a hug, and Jason looked over to him, telling him "baby, I have to finish my promise to Alex, and then promise me -- You. Are. Next. Now come up here to my face." Jason knee walked to Atul's head, who reached out his head and lips, and took Jason's nail into his mouth to pleasure it. Alex could also now reach Jason's penis, and also joined in on the oral assault. Jason rolled his eyes back, and the whining was replaced with moaning. For myself, having regained most of my erection, I settled back into Atul's empty saddle, reinserted my penis, and began long strokes with very wet smacking sounds due to the fluids deposited. Atul couldn't have been very comfortable in that position, so I reached up and unbound his feet and hands. He then rearranged his limbs around his boys and myself so that we were soon all connected together as one entire, moving unit. For the next five minutes we were, in effect, a melting pot of bodies.
Jason was the first to orgasm with a high pitched squeal. Atul and Alex then came together in a very, very wet encounter when Alex's prostate and Atul's cockhead did battle. Alex's rectum was covered in white glaze, and Atul's stomach was covered in Alex's clear glaze. As I had already ejaculated, I felt no need to cum again, but Atul's spasming rectum nonetheless brought me to another, albeit smaller orgasm as well. We all disengaged, but Atul was not yet finished; his cock was still rock hard. He grabbed Jason around his waist and tossed him up to the top of the bed. He put Jason's hands in the restraints, spread his feet widely, restraining them, and dove down to tongue Jason's anus. I could tell from Jason's facial expressions that Atul was invading him with his full tongue, and very likely caressing the prostate itself, Jason's eyes rolled back in their sockets, and his head tilted back. It was now Alex who was displaying incipient signs of jealousy, so I grabbed him by his waist, pulled him back into my lap, and began nibbling on his erogenous ears and neck. Alex soon gave up his pity party, twirling around in my lap, wrapping his legs and arms around my torso. Both of us too worn out to do much further, we cuddled and watched the show.
Atul jumped up and quickly lubed his shaft, placing the hooked head at the entrance to Jason's anus. Without preamble or poppers, he pressed forward. Jason grunted twice, and allowed Atul to plunge in. After about ten or so thrusts over Jason's prostate area, he asked Jason what he was feeling. Jason's response was "heaven. I feel heaven." Atul told his little boyfriend that heaven was the only thing he wanted him to ever feel, and Jason giggled. Atul then for a while changed to deep thrusts, with withdrawals on the upstroke. I noted that Jason was not struggling against the restraints any more. Success! Atul followed then by a furious mobbing of the tiny prostate. When Jason appeared to be back in the throes of an orgasm, Atul -- as prescribed -- plunged deep, and they both savored powerful orgasms again. We all ended up cuddling and kissing, breathing deeply and silently in the afterglow for a few minutes, when Jason curtly pronounced: "Yeah. Boyfriends and manfriends, I get it now. I'm down." I'm sure that in all of human history, better lessons have been taught, but also am willing to bet that this particular lesson had been in the top ten.
It was now close to 7 PM, and Atul had to get home. However, he evidently had crossed a Rubicon, refusing a shower, and stating that he no longer gave a damn what Rana thought about how he smelled. He wanted to sleep and dream in the scents that his -- his words -- "new family" gave him. Before he left, he gave Alex and myself a passionate kiss before turning to Jason, his "baby", wrapping him up in his arms, kissing him, and telling him that he will love him forever. Jason returned the sentiment, and was very nearly a mass of emotional jelly at that moment. I asked the boys to go take a shower and get ready for movies and cuddling, and walked Atul to the door. We kissed again, and he told me that he was happier in that moment than he had ever been, thanked me for arranging "Fun Friday," expressed hope for a "Super Sunday" at around 11:00 AM, and left with his dimple shining. I'm so very glad he is in my life.