My Fantasy - Chapter 13.1 - Gym Sex By mattbuck matt_v_jellicle@hotmail.com
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Codes: MMM, Oral (MM), Anal (MM), Anal-Oral (MM), Feet, Sweat
It was the penultimate day of my penultimate year at school, and I was in the gym as a sports option. I changed with Ben, and we were the only ones there. His ass wasn't the nicest I'd seen, but it was covered in briefs that were nearly see-through, so that kind of made up for it. We played squash, Ben beating me fairly easily. We were about to start a second game when Tom turned up, and asked for a game. Ben decided to play him, and I could see him stripping on the balcony above the court. We swapped places, and I watched the game with the teacher supervising us. To tell the truth, the game was making me horny: watching Tom and Ben's asses in tight white shorts... gorgeous. What I really wanted, though, was for the supervisor to leave so I could start sniffing Tom's trousers, and maybe get a fuck. I never got a chance for the first one, as we were told to get changed again after Ben and Tom's match (Tom won easily). However, we were left to get changed on our own, the squash courts having been locked and there being nothing of value in the changing rooms. I made the first move, going over to Tom and inhaling deeply of his sweat, before kissing him on the lips.
"You know," Tom commented when I released him, "Considering how sweaty you are, I wouldn't have thought you'd be up to any more exercise."
"I think I'll cope." I replied. "Come on, get that shirt off before I come in my pants just from looking at you."
Tom didn't oblige me; he just sat on the bench, erotically rubbing his hands up and down his chest, accentuating the slight sweat stains. Ben, however, did start stripping. He was about as fat as me (i.e. too wide, but not heavy) and obviously hard. We decided that since Tom won, he chose who to fuck, but Ben could choose which order. As overall loser, I had no say whatsoever. Tom decided he was going to fuck me, and have Ben fuck him; while Ben decided to fuck last, and be fucked second. All of which meant that Tom was going to fuck me first, then I'd fuck Ben, and Ben would fuck Tom. While they decided this, I stripped off totally, leaving my shorts, shirt and boxers on the floor with my trainers and socks. There was already a drop of pre-cum on the tip of my cock, which stuck out proudly. I sat behind Ben, with my legs wrapped around him, my bare chest against his bare back, my cock rubbing against his rough gym shorts. I loved the way the sweat made us stick together, and the way he smelt... There is something about sweat that makes me so incredibly horny. My lips brushed his ear, a string of light kisses over the left side of his head. With one arm around his chest, my other hand slowly moved down his stomach, invading his shorts. I rubbed him through his pants, letting him shiver with pleasure. Finally, I started pulling both shorts and pants off as one, he raised his ass to let them slide down his legs, only to get stuck on his shoes. I looked down at his six inches of hard cock, and then over at Tom who was sitting back and watching us, still fully clothed, but rubbing the bulge in the front of his shorts.
"Ben, open your legs." I whispered. I moved round in front of him, crawling on the ground and pushing up through the O-shape his legs made. I ran my tongue up the underside of his cock as his legs wrapped around me, and used my hands to try and untie his shoelaces behind my back. I wasn't having much luck, and was even considering stopping sucking, when I felt Tom's warm hands cover mine, and do the job for me. The shoes were removed, and I could feel him get the top of Ben's sock between his teeth and pull it off. I felt him do the second one, and then he dangled the first in my face, while doing the same with the second to Ben. I stopped sucking, and took the sock from Tom, before putting it on Ben's cock, and starting sucking again, through the sock, tasting the sweat. I watched Ben start sucking his own sock, and could tell that Tom had started sucking Ben's toes. Three friends, united by a common taste. However, that wasn't what we were there for.
"Come on, Matt. I want your arse." Tom laughed.
I stopped sucking, and said: "Well, Tom... get naked, tongue my ass and then I'll let you. It had better be a good show." I sat on the bench beside Ben, my left arm around his shoulders, and shared a kiss with him, while Tom lay on the floor. He put his feet up to us, and we obliged by taking off his shoes and socks. I gently rubbed his (left) foot, and sucked his small toes one-by-one before taking his big toe and sucking it as if it were a cock. He pulled it out, and placed the front of his heel on my chin, rubbing his foot over my face, his toes at the top of my forehead. I could see his other foot out of the corner of my eye, teasing Ben's wet cock. The feet were removed, and Tom stood up again. This time he teasingly removed his white T-shirt, exposing his hard chest. Delicious and so, so erotic. The shorts went next, him standing on the bench, his feet placed between our legs so he could play with us as he slid the shorts off and down his sexy legs. But what was left was better. A simple pair of blue/grey pants straining to cover the bulge of his 61/2" cock, about at the top of our heads. We started licking his legs, when he stepped down, and turned his back to us, shaking his shorts off from around his feet casually, and started rubbing his ass, before moving back towards us, me first, and rubbing me in the face. I felt I ought to get a five pound note out and stick it inside his pants, it was so like the lapdances I'd seen on TV. However, we'd pay for this later, me with an ass and Ben with a cock. Finally, his ass was exposed, the pants were sliding down his legs, faster at the outside, making them roll up as they got down his legs, only to be given a flick of a toe to send them to the other side of the room. He bent over, pulling his cheeks apart, showing us his asshole. Now he turned round, showing us his cock. I got up, and lay down across one of the wooden benches in the middle of the room, holding my legs up for Tom to get at my asshole.
"VERY nice show, Tom." I said. "Now, get my ass ready and then you can fuck it. Ben, could you get me Tom's pants, or yours? I want something to sniff."
As Tom knelt and started licking my ass, and I let myself focus on the pleasure, Ben indeed gave me something to sniff. He knelt on the bench, straddling me, and lowered his ass to my face, my nose going straight up his ass-crack. The stench hit me first, followed by the dampness. I'd wondered why Ben seemed to be sweating so little on his forehead compared to me. I'd just assumed that it was because he was fitter. Now I knew the truth - it just all came out around his arse. I immediately started licking him, knowing that he'd need it for when I shoved my cock up there. Damn, he was tight. As I licked Ben's ass, and as Tom licked mine, I felt Ben touch my legs, and move them. Both my big toes were drawn together and sucked into his mouth. This was ecstasy. Tom and Ben both stopped, and Ben leant forward, giving me a brief breath of fresh air, and a chance to actually see his puckered asshole, now covered in my saliva. I could tell what was coming next. A sudden wet, hard warmth next to my cold wet asshole. Two warm hands on my ass cheeks, pulling them apart. The ass descending over my face again, as I feel a pressure on my ass. The pressure increased as my muscles fought to keep the invader out, but to no avail. Tom's cock slid into me, stretching my ass wide open and taking me to a land of delirium. My toes were being sucked again, as Ben rubbed his ass up and down my face. Tom slowly pushed further into me, filling me totally, until he was resting against my ass. It felt so good, being so full, I was moaning into Ben's ass as I licked. I started trying to make Tom fuck me, and he obliged, pulling out slowly then pushing back in. Gradually he got faster on the instroke, but he was still making me savour him pulling out. Oh god, he was so fucking good. I now had my hands on Tom's ass, pulling him into me harder, even though he was fucking me as hard as he could. I just wanted more. More arse, more cock, more of anything, just keep, keep fucking. Dammit, please harder! I could just feel Tom's arsehole with the tip of my fingers, felt it twitching. Harder he slammed, until he let out a loud,
"FUCK!!!!" as he came, spraying his cum deep into my ass, he pulled out, and I felt shots hit my ass, stomach and finally cock as he finished. I squeezed the final drops out of his cock and onto mine, before pushing Ben off me, relishing the sweet air. I got up, and knelt next to Tom, kissing him on the lips.
"Thanks, Tom." I whispered. He wrapped his hand round my cock, and pumped it a few times, smearing his cum over me. He held up his hand to my face, and I eagerly cleaned it, tasting his delicious cum for the first time today. I felt Ben start to tongue and clean my ass, as I collected the cum from my stomach onto my finger, and fed it to Tom. He smiled at me, licking his lips erotically. Now it was my turn. I moved away from Ben, and told him to get up on the bench as I had been. I knelt and gave his ass a last lick, and rubbed my cum- slippery cock, letting Tom lick the cum off as he settled his ass over Ben's face. The floor was hard, and a bit uncomfortable, so I grabbed Ben's T-shirt to cushion my knees, then knelt up so my cock was positioned by his asshole. Tom was watching my cock eagerly, his own already re-inflating. I gripped Ben's ass, and pushed myself into him. He was looser than I expected, and I was up to the hilt almost immediately. Judging from the moans coming from Tom's ass, Ben was enjoying this a lot. I was too. I started to slowly move in and out, a gentle rhythm to start with, a warm up for the finale. I held my eyes on Tom's, not really staring, just keeping eye contact. Suddenly, the moment was broken by a loud "frupppp" sound, followed by Ben trying to push Tom off. Tom wasn't having any of it, however, and settled his weight more onto Ben's face.
"Farting in your friend's face? Not very nice, Tom." I joked as I started to speed up.
"Smells good to me." He replied nonchalantly, forcefully moving Ben's hands from the bottom of his legs to the top so he couldn't be pushed off.
"You're into that stuff?" I asked. "Because if you are, I'd like to play."
"What bits are you interested in?" Ben finally ceased struggling, apparently the air getting slightly better down there.
"I tried shit eating once, and it was disgusting. I'd do piss play and farts, though."
"Sound good to me, but I don't think Ben would like to join in." He laughed, and rubbed his ass further into Ben's face. Just watching Tom do this made me even hornier, and I was pumping as hard and as fast as I could into Ben's now-abused asshole. I felt the cum welling up, and tried to hold off as long as I could, one last push into Ben's ass sealed it, and I could hold the cum no longer. The first shot spurted deep into Ben's ass, the second hitting the outside of his ass as I withdrew, the third his stomach, the fourth and fifth spurting less far until it came only as a dribble down onto Ben's ass. I collapsed backwards onto the cold floor, satisfied. Through half-lidded eyes, I saw Tom scoop up some cum from Ben's chest on his finger, and suck it off. He got up, pulled Ben up and kissed him, sharing my cum. I went behind Ben, and put my lips to his ass, sucking up all the cum. I was in a better position to appreciate his ass now that I could breathe while doing so, and I took full advantage of it. I didn't want to give Ben all the attention, however, and as they kissed, moved round to lick Tom's ass instead. This was the first time I'd really had a chance to appreciate it properly, every other time I'd been interrupted in some way, now... it was mine and I was determined to enjoy it before Ben started fucking. It was damp from Ben's earlier tongue-bath, but still smelt wonderfully of Tom. I pushed as far in as I could, and, wrapping my lips around his asshole, shoved my tongue inside him. I think he decided to have some fun, in light of our conversation, because as soon as I did this, he farted into my mouth, making me slightly dizzy from lack of oxygen. Quickly, I breathed out through my mouth and in through my nose, savouring the now-second-hand fart. I went back to licking his arse, enjoying the sweat and loving the feel of it against my cheeks. I could have lived in there, until Ben pulled me out by the hair.
"Come on, Tom. You'll be loose enough now." He said. "On your knees."
Tom complied, getting ready to be fucked doggie-style. I moved away, and sat on a bench against the wall where I could watch the fuck, waiting to see when would be a good point to join in. Tom raised his head to look at me, and I saw his expression change from waiting to pain to pleasure as Ben pushed in. Ben had his hands on Tom's thighs, pulling himself in as Tom pushed back. He was up to the hilt quickly, and pulled out again, rubbing his cock up and down Tom's ass crack, before pushing in again. This continued for a while, before Ben seemed to tire of it, and started just fucking in and out of Tom's oh-so-sweet arse. I got up, and walked towards them, running a finger along Tom's back. I sat down behind Ben, my legs crossed, and sucked the middle three fingers of my right hand, before using my left to hold his ass cheeks open. His ass was still slightly open from my fucking him a few minutes previously, and I used it to my full advantage, plunging my fingers in quickly. I just wiggled them, keeping my hand still and allowing Ben's thrusting into Tom to fuck himself. After a minute or so, I pulled them out and sucked them one after the other into my mouth, cleaning and tasting them. I quickly pushed them back in again, and started moving them in and out at irregular intervals to keep Ben guessing. As I did this, I took my left hand away to stroke Ben's balls. I gently squeezed them in my hands as I watched Ben's rhythm speed up, my hand now fucking in and out as hard as I could in a faster rhythm than even his. I felt his balls move up against him as he came, spurting his cum deep into Tom's ass. I could imagine the expressions of delight on both their faces, and could hear Ben's moan of happiness. I removed my fingers and stood up as Ben pulled himself out of Tom and also stood.
"Enjoy that, Ben?" I asked him, as I moved my lips towards his. All that he could say before they met was,
"Yes..." I put one arm around the top of his back, and used my other hand to hold onto his ass as we swapped tongues. I closed my eyes, and opened my mind fully to the sensations of his lips kissing me, his warm body against mine... He licked his lips as we parted, smiling at me. Gorgeous. I noticed that Tom had got up, and had collected our underwear: his own blue pants, my red boxers and Ben's white see-through pants. He suggested that we each take a pair that wasn't ours, and told Ben to choose since he seemed in a hurry to leave. Ben chose my boxers, and started getting dressed after taking a good sniff of them. He used his T-shirt as a towel, before using what must have been half a can of deodorant. He kissed us both on the cheek, before running out the door in his suit.
I turned to Tom, and said,
"Well, I guess this means I get your pants."
He smiled at me, and asked me about what I'd done in the way of piss-play.
"I've done a few things," I replied, "It'd take a long time to tell you everything, though." I suddenly noticed that we'd migrated over to the urinals.
"We can't play now, too risky and smelly. How would you explain why your breath smelt of piss?"
He laughed at this, and just started pissing into the bowl. I started doing the same, into the same bowl, teasing his ear with my tongue.
"All the same, I do have a party you might like to go to... I'll email you details."
When we'd both finished, we started getting changed, but only into the underwear: me into Tom's, Tom into Ben's. He walked to the centre of the changing room, and did a twirl.
"How do I look?" He joked.
"Hot," was my only reply, before I was there with him, kissing him, grinding myself against him. Our cocks were both hard again, and straining at the elastic, Tom's especially visible. He went down onto his knees, and started sucking my cock through his pants. I pushed him off, and pulled him up before going down low myself, sucking his cock and then rubbing my face into his arse. We got up and kissed once more, before washing our faces to remove any lingering ass smells, changing into our school clothes and leaving, our arms draped over each other. We shared a last lingering kiss in the last spot that couldn't easily be seen from anywhere in the school, before going our separate ways. That night, I was masturbating with his pants over my face.