Park Play 25
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On to the fun part...
= = =
"I'll take some of that," Patrick said, pulling out and dropping to his knees to suck Tony's still half hard and dripping cock. He gently took the whole thing in his mouth and enjoyed the taste and texture. He loved sucking on a cock that had just shot a load. The texture was indescribable and the mix of cum and other fluids was intoxicating.
"I second that," JD said, mirroring Patrick's action and taking Sandy's cock in his mouth.
Patrick and JD suckled the young guys' cocks for as long as they could stand it. Reluctantly letting them go, they sat back on their haunches and looked up at the heaving chests of the two guys.
"I don't know about you guys, but I'm dying to see whose hole got whose load," Patrick said. He was secretly hoping that Sandy had fucked his load into his father's ass.
They all laughed. "The moment of the big reveal," JD said.
= = =
Alex was exhausted but still buzzing with an erection and balls aching for release. He was soaked with sweat and his knees were getting a bit stiff from staying in the same position for so long. His ass felt well used and his jaw was a bit sore too – but in a good way. The gloryhole booth setup had worked amazingly well. He had planned to reveal it for Patrick's birthday next week, but the scene with the guys this morning and the stiff cocks at the kitchen table during breakfast had convinced him to set it up – and strike while the iron, and the cocks, were hot. He'd been planning the party for a while and didn't think too many details had to change. He might see about cutting a few holes at the top to allow for more air circulation, but other than that he thought it was a huge success. The two massive cum loads he had just taken, and the two he heard Jeremy take was a good sign.
He had been trying to figure out which cock was which. He knew that the guys had moved around a number of times so they had all used his mouth and ass a few times. He thought he recognized Patrick's cock. He had been fucked often enough to recognize his cock. The other three were all too new to sort out. JD was older than his son and his son's friend Tony, so he would have a little more finesse than the younger guys who sometimes were just plugging a hole rather than working the hole. He'd find out soon enough.
He leaned against Jeremy and then put a hand across his shoulders. He was as coated in sweat as Alex was. His body was very hot. Jeremy turned towards him, but he could just barely make that out in the very dim light. He pulled Jeremy's head towards him and moved in for a kiss.
Jeremy turned his head to face Alex and felt rather than saw him lean in for a kiss. Their puffy lips met, the taste of cum was still there.
Jeremy had also realized that his uncle had likely fucked both his holes too. He wasn't at all sure which cock was which. The low light and the limited view out the gloryhole made it hard to see details, but that was the point wasn't it?
His knees were a little stiff from holding his position, but the ottoman was quite comfortable, almost an "easy knees" platform. His mind was still spinning from the experience. He had thought that his experience at the gloryholes in the park yesterday was amazing. And then sucking off Sandy. And then sucking Tony and having the two of them fuck him, not to mention this morning's session with his uncle and Sandy's father and lover. He was off to a blazing start. Why the fuck did he wait so long to fuck around – this was awesome!
He wasn't sure how JD would feel afterwards. They hadn't talked about either of them being gay before and certainly he had never thought his uncle would be fucking him and possibly breeding his ass.
They were both coming out of their horny reveries when the canvas was lifted off the dressers.
"I knew it!" exclaimed Patrick, "You fucked and bred your dad!"
"And I loaded your ass, Jer," said JD.
"Fuck," said Tony, "This is so fucking hot!"
"I think it was Tony's load I swallowed. Didn't taste like you Patrick," said Alex.
"Yeah. I fed our new buddy Jeremy." Stepping forward to help Jeremy up off the bench, he held and caressed him. "Looks like we aren't finished guys."
And they weren't. Both Jeremy and Alex were rock hard.
Jeremy looked around and then sank to his knees, turning towards Alex's dripping cock.
"You are such a cum pig!" exclaimed Patrick, "I love it."
Alex put his hands on his hips and moved his cock closer to Jeremy's mouth. "All yours, stud."
Jeremy still had the taste of Patrick's cum in his mouth and he could taste Alex's sweet precum as soon as his mouth wrapped around his cock head. Tastes a lot like Sandy, he thought, before diving down on Alex's cock.
The guys gathered around, running their hands over Alex and Jeremy while the young guy sucked his best friend's dad. They had been so worked up in the gloryhole booth and were ready to blow now.
Using one hand to caress Alex's balls, the other went up between his legs to see how puffy his ass lips were and to see if he could get some of Sandy's cum. Two of his fingers slid in easily and he could feel Sandy's cum load coating his fingers.
Scooping out some of the cum he pulled back keeping just the head of Alex's cock in his mouth. He smeared Sandy's load on Alex's shaft and then slid his lips down the cum-lubed cock.
The sight of that, and the incredibly smooth sensation of Jeremy's lip on his slick cock set him off.
They could both feel the cum boiling up and racing along the cum tube to spew out in Jeremy's mouth. He was on the upstroke and only had Jeremy's cock head in his mouth when the first volley blasted into his mouth. They both moaned as more and more of Alex's cum filled his mouth.
Suddenly Alex pulled out and dropped to his hands and knees. He needed Jeremy's load. Jeremy leaned back on his haunches to give Alex access and to let the other guys watch.
Jeremy was so hot and so worked up that it only took four strokes before he unloaded a fucking huge wad of cum into Alex's mouth. He felt like he was blasting his balls out through his cock. They were pulled up tight in his abdomen, churning out a huge creamy load.
Alex pulled off his cock and stroked the last bit out as he moved forward and started kissing Jeremy. He fed part of Jeremy's load back to him, causing them both to moan again.
Patrick pulled Alex to his feet and JD pulled up Jeremy. They kissed to share the loads and turned to kiss Tony and Sandy to share them all around. The six of them swapped kisses and cum until it was all swallowed.
They all collapsed on the bed in a mass of bodies, arms, legs and well used cocks.
= = =
Jim and John were just waking up around the time that the six guys had collapsed onto Alex and Patrick's bed. They had thoroughly enjoyed the park action the night before. Hector had been an amazing find and they were both eager to run into him again.
As usual, they had gotten home and stripped down and gone right to sleep. As they stirred and moved around under the bedsheet the unmistakable odours of last night's fun helped wake them up and stiffen them up. Each knew the other would have a raging hard on from the memories and scents from last night's fun.
"That Hector was certainly a fun surprise, wasn't he?" Jim asked.
"Fuck yeah. One hot guy, for sure," John said.
"Wonder if he'll be back in the park tonight?"
"Well, if I was him, I'd be back there already. I remember my first time and I couldn't wait to get back there and see who else wanted to fuck around. The second visit wasn't as good as the first, but it was 7:00 on a Sunday morning, which might have had something to do with it."
They both laughed, knowing that they were a pair of horny cock hounds, and always had been.
"My first time was a little less intense than Hector's, or yours for that matter, but those picnic tables down by the river have seen plenty of action."
As they swapped stories of the sucking, and fucking, they had done in the park before they met, they got more and more turned on. They had pulled the bedsheet down far enough to show off their hard and dripping cocks. Jim had been stroking his cock, but reached over to start stroking John. John let go of his cock and took hold of Jim's.
They had played this game before. Seeing who could hold out the longest talking about their prior conquests, who could talk and stroke the other off first. It didn't take long to get to some of their joint encounters in the park. They both loved the semi-public scene, the thought of getting caught and the random hookups that could take a quiet night and make it memorable.
Of course, there were nights when there was very little happening. The good part was that they usually went to the park together so they were always guaranteed a good time. They both zeroed in on one encounter a few months ago that stood out in their imaginations.
It had started out like many they had enjoyed. In late afternoon they had changed out of work clothes into their park play outfits. They both felt great and loved the way the onionskin shorts, string t-shirts and sneakers looked on the other. They had been buying these particular onionskin shorts for a number of years, and as soon as a new pair arrived, they were eager to put them on, head to the park and break them in.
With the liners cut out their cocks flopped around as they showed off the newest shorts to each other. Of course, that made both of them hornier and their cocks started to chub up, tenting out the shorts even further. If they weren't careful, they'd never even make it to the park.
The park was only a few blocks from their apartment and most of the route would be fairly quiet at this time of the afternoon, although the one time it wasn't quiet led to a different kind of hot encounter that, well you know. They weren't worried about coming home because it would be in the middle of the night and they were pretty certain no one would see them returning with dirty knees, stained shorts and satisfied smirks on their faces.
The route to the park did turn out to be quiet, so they got there without incident and headed along the river to the bend with the wider sand beach and the picnic tables. Late afternoon through early evening could be fun, but was usually much more discrete than later in the evening when the sun had set and all the cock hounds came out to play.
Jim and John both had their favourite spots in the bushes right next to the picnic table area. Jim's was only a few steps in, behind a small copse of cedars, with a fallen tree providing a place to sit while sucking cock, or to have your buddy sit while you sucked him off. Guys liked it as they could keep a look out for people coming and stop the action if someone got too close.
John's favourite spot was a little further into the bush. Once in there you really couldn't see what was going on at the picnic tables, but it was a small clearing that allowed several guys to play at the same time. He had often shared cock sucking duties with other guys while three or four guys were sucked off. The potential to get several cocks at once always drew John to this spot.
Once off the public street they both grabbed at each other's cocks, enjoying the feel of their stiffening pricks through the flimsy fabric. The anticipation of walking through the park, wondering who might be there and whether one or more of their regular feeders might have had the same idea helped their cocks stiffen up even more.
Two guys had been coming through the park from the opposite direction. Like Jim and John, they were there for action, but unlike Jim and John they were looking to get sucked off. They knew each other casually and as they were both tops weren't likely to take their friendship much further than sharing a willing bottom or two. They followed the path past the park washroom and headed towards the stairs down to the river's edge. They looked at each other knowingly as they passed the toilet block.
Coming down the stairs they eagerly looked around to see if there was anyone else around looking to suck cock. They walked over to one of the picnic tables and sat on the top with their feet spread apart on the bench where people usually sat. The effect was to show off their bulging shorts. One of the guys leaned back on his elbows while the other sat upright with his hands on his knees.
They were just getting comfortable when they saw Jim and John rounding the corner off to their left.
"Look," said Damien, "here come two of the best cocksuckers I have ever run into here."
Bruce turned to look when Damien had nodded and said, "Oh yeah. I know what you mean."
They didn't need to move. Their position on the table told Jim and John exactly why they were here. Let the cock suckers come to them. They both knew these guys were major cock hounds and would do just about anything to get their faces fucked and fed loads of cum.
Jim and John, who never forgot a dick, or a face, recognized Damien and Bruce as regulars. They knew their place and came right up to the two guys. Each of them stepped forward gripping their own cocks in one hand and reaching out for the other guys' cocks. Once they had their buddies' cocks in their hands, they looked up and grinned at each other and then at their buddies.
Jim dropped to his knees first. Damien kept his hands on his knees, spreading them further apart to let Jim grope his cock and balls and work his hand up and under the wide leg of his shorts. While not as daring as these two cocksuckers, Damien's shorts were good and loose allowing for easy access. His cock had been flopping around on the walk through the park and was already reacting to Jim's attention.
Jim leaned in to take in the sights and smells. His friend had obviously been out enjoying the warm weather and the fantastic crotch aroma made his cock throb even more. He leaned in and ran his lips and cheeks over the bulge and worked the cock with both his hand and lips. As his lips took over more of the cock action, his hand slid down to the hem of the shorts and then across the hairy thighs of his friend.
Jim's hand slid up Damien's thigh under the shorts, coming right in contact with his equally hairy nuts. Jim grinned and said, "Commando. Nice."
"All the easier for you to suck," said Damien.
Jim nodded and continued to caress Damien's thigh and hairy ball sac with one hand while leaning forward to nuzzle into his crotch and chew lightly on the growing cock bulge.
Bruce was torn between watching the lust in his cocksucker's eyes and watching his buddy being worked over by Jim. He spread his knees further opening them wide enough for John to get his shoulders between Bruce's knees and his face in his bulging crotch.
Not only was Bruce torn between who he should watch he was also torn between watching and being watched. He loved it both ways, loved putting on a good show and loved being the center of attention. For now, Damien and Jim were the center of attention, and he was enjoying watching them as John came forward and bent over to rub his crotch and thighs with both hands. Glancing over he saw that John was also watching the pair beside them.
Bruce knew his cocksucker also liked to put on a show, so there was no need to rush. They would all get their chance to watch and be watched.
John's hands roamed over Bruce's crotch, up under his t-shirt, down his thighs and up under his shorts. Bruce had let the t-shirt ride up as John's hands roamed and let the man enjoy the feel of his skin and the view. Bruce had also dressed for the occasion. His shorts weren't as loose as Damien's but he had modified them to allow them to be taken off quickly. The overlapping panels at the sides were only held with Velcro tabs, so a few quick movements would get them off completely. Anything to make it easier to play was good. It wouldn't be long before his cocksucker would drop to his knees and try to get Bruce's cock out. He wondered if the guy remembered about his easy access shorts or whether he would be surprised when Bruce popped the tabs and gave him full access.
Bruce had been impatient when he first saw Jim and John, but the great feeling of hot hands roaming over his body and the view of the other two guys was getting him into a more relaxed mode. He had also noticed John's nearly see-through shorts tenting out as John watched his buddy servicing the other guy and roamed his hands over Bruce's body.
Jim was tugging at the waist of Damien's shorts. He wanted to see the hot guy's cock and definitely wanted to wrap his lips around it. Damien took his hands off his knees and placed his palms on the edge of the table top, lifting his ass off the table and allowing Jim to pull his shorts down over his ass. After they were clear, he sat down again and brought his knees together against Jim's shoulders to allow him to get the shorts a little further down.
It wouldn't take long for Jim to catch on and with a few swift moves managed to get Damien's shorts off completely. They were all hard now that Damien's cock was pointing up at Jim in the broad daylight.
Placing the shorts next to Damien's hip, Jim leaned forward and wrapped his lips around his cock head. Jim moaned, loudly enough for them all to hear, as his tongue swirled around, getting the head of his buddy's cock good and wet. He put his hands on Damien's knees, mimicking what he had been doing and started slow motion pushups, taking a little more of Damien's cock in his mouth with each stroke.
Damien leaned back on his elbows, in the same position as Bruce, giving them all of good view of his throbbing, and now glistening cock as Jim's lips slid up and down the shaft. The three guys were focused on watching Jim suck Damien's cock. John, almost on autopilot, continued to stroke both his cock and Bruce's.
While John loved to watch he was salivating at the thought of getting Bruce's cock in his mouth. He knelt down beside his buddy with his head and shoulders between Bruce's knees. The two guys getting serviced were close enough that their knees were touching.
John's hands ran up the back side of Bruce's thighs and turned over onto the front of his upper thighs when he got close to the shorts. His fingertips splayed out, enjoying the firm flesh under them. His fingers moved back and forth, getting closer and closer to Bruce's now hard cock and balls.
He couldn't take it any longer, and had remembered about Bruce's shorts. With one swift movement he popped open the Velcro tabs on Bruce's shorts. The noise was louder than everything except Jim's enthusiastic blow job, and for a moment John was worried the noise might attract unwanted attention. The thought slipped away almost as quickly as it had surfaced as he pulled down the front of Bruce's shorts and exposed the magnificent, throbbing cock.
Bruce lifted his ass up for a brief moment, allowing John to completely remove the shorts. He and Damien were now wearing nothing but their sneakers, their t-shirts and dirty grins as the two cocksuckers went to town.
All four realized how much riskier it was out here in the open in the late afternoon, but their lust overrode their concerns. Jim and John were in pig heaven, both now sucking and licking and stroking the stiff cocks, caressing their guy's ball sacks and running their hands over as much of their exposed bodies as they could reach.
Damien and Bruce couldn't see that both Jim and John had obscene bulges in their onionskin shorts, and the precum they had been leaking made the huge wet spots in the fabric even more translucent. Reaching down occasionally to rearrange or stroke their cocks spread the precum around even more.
They had been wearing shorts like this for ages, so both knew how fucking hot their wet shorts looked. It was something they would enjoy on the walk home. First the cool feeling as the precum evaporated and then the obvious stains left behind which made the next wearing even hotter. Both of them were getting very turned on by the action, but didn't want the fun to end too quickly.
Bruce had a late dinner with a friend and Damien had some work around the house he wanted to complete, but both were far enough off into the future that they were not the least bit worried about taking their time getting off.
Bruce was the first to pry John off his cock. "Fuck that feels good," he said, "but I want this to last."
John pulled back to admire Bruce spread out in front of him, and took the opportunity to stand up and stretch, and pull his cock out. He pulled the waistband out and hooked it under his balls, making his cock press up against his abs.
Damien motioned for Jim to back off a bit too. "You guys are both awesome cock suckers. Don't worry, you'll get our loads."
"Anticipation," John said.
"It's making me late, it's keeping me wa... a... a... a... a... iting" Jim replied with a grin. They all laughed at the lyric.
Jim pulled his cock out of the leg of his shorts and started matching the lazy strokes the others were making.
The four of them gently stroked their cocks as they watched each other, knowing that Damien and Bruce would each get to see the other shoot a hot load of cum down one of the cocksucker's throats.
"Maybe we should find somewhere a little more private," John said.
"Then we can really show you how talented we are," Jim added.
Damien and Bruce looked at each other, then shrugged.
"We're good," Damien said.
Filthy grins spread across both Jim and John's faces. If these guys wanted to risk it, who were they to question. The risk made it even hotter.
Jim pulled off his shirt and tossed it on the table. John followed suit. Each of the four guys was half naked now. There would be no easy way to cover up what was going on if anyone happened by, but by the looks of the throbbing cocks they were all excited by the prospect.
John knelt on the bench, his knees just inside Bruce's feet. With his ass thrust out, he leaned over to take Bruce's cock into his mouth again.
Jim did the same. It put both of them in a pretty vulnerable position, but they loved showing off and actually were hoping to get caught by one or two more guys who would know what to do with two exposed and willing asses.
"Fuck, I remember that awesome feeling of the cool breeze on my hole while I sucked his cock," Jim said as he stretched in the early morning sunlight streaming in and across their bodies.
"We both were loving it," John said as the two of them continued to stroke each other's cock, both trying their hardest to get the other one to shoot a hot load.
After a few minutes focused on their bodies sprawled out on their bed, they returned to their account of the hot encounter.
"As I remember it," John said, "your buddy Damien was really getting off on your cock sucking and Bruce and me watching him."
"Oh yeah," Jim said, "he fucking loves to be watched. Almost more than being sucked."
"Almost."
With their bare asses sticking out in the breeze Jim and John redoubled their efforts, stroking, licking, sucking, nuzzling and caressing the throbbing cocks in front of them.
Damien's ball sac was starting to tighten up, and he didn't want to feed his buddy yet. He urged Jim to pull off and let him cool down a bit. When Jim pulled off the attention shifted to the action on Bruce's cock.
Jim reached over and pushed on the back of John's head, letting him know that he was now the slut at the center of everyone's attention. He moaned, sending vibrations through Bruce's cock and up to his brain, and letting the other two know that he was enjoying it as much as any of them.
Bruce started thrusting his hips up to match John's downstrokes, impaling him on his cock on each stroke. Bruce had to admit that John was a master level cock sucker. He took it as hard as Bruce could give and seemed to get more and more into it the more Bruce abused him. Which in turn revved Bruce's engine. He loved working a cock sucker and seeing how much they could take.
John deep throated Bruce over and over. Lips sliding from the swollen and flared red head of Bruce's cock down into his tightly trimmed pubes on each stroke. He remembered that Bruce loved to control the situation and loved using a cock sucker's throat. John loved being used like that, just a hole to service cock. His reward would come at the end.
Jim's hand slid down off John's head and along his spine, finally reaching the base where his ass muscles flexed in the afternoon breeze. Flexed in time with the strokes on Bruce's cock. Jim couldn't resist following the hairy trench below John's waist. He knew what he would find. John's asshole twinged with anticipation, knowing that Jim would find his hole and tease him.
Bruce was still leaning back on his elbows, so he could see Jim's hand moving down John's back, and hesitating for just a moment before rounding the curve of John's ass. He also knew that Jim was going to run a finger around John's hole and then plug him from the other end. He knew from previous experience that his ass was directly connected to his libido and the ass play would amp up the action.
John didn't disappoint. As soon as he felt Jim's middle finger circling around his tight pucker he moaned and redoubled his cock sucking, much to Bruce's liking.
"Play with his ass," Damien said, "I want to see him skewered at both ends. Get him good and ready for the next round."
This caught everyone's attention. Damien had only ever been sucked off in the park before. Jim and John had both swallowed a few loads and Bruce had watched Damien's body flex and thrust as he fed his cock suckers, but none of them had ever seen him fucking ass.
John moaned again at the thought of Jim's finger being replaced with Damien's cock. Jim wanted to see that too, and shoved his finger in to help open John up. Bruce's cock got even stiffer at the idea of spit roasting John out in the open.
"Get your buddy's ass ready," Bruce said, "I want to see him take cock at both ends." John moaned again, in full agreement with the plan. Jim, always eager to see his buddy happy, worked his finger around, and around. Pulling back, he spit on John's ass and added a second finger.
Damien flagged his cock at Jim. He wanted his cock sucker to get him good and hard and well spit lubed before he fucked his buddy. Jim didn't need to be told what to do, he recognized what Damien wanted. Anticipating your top's needs was a must for a cock sucker like him.
Jim worked the two fingers around, knowing full well it wouldn't take much to get John ready for Damien's cock. His buddy was a major cock slut and would be ready to at the drop of a hat, or pants.
Jim slobbered all over Damien's cock, getting it good and wet. As Damien moved to get up off the table, Jim pulled back and spit on John's ass again, providing extra lube for him.
Back in bed, John's cock throbbed at the retelling of the story. "It was so fucking hot having you open me up like that. I was so ready for his cock."
"I know, I could see your cock throbbing and drooling in anticipation."
Their strokes on each other's cocks were in unison, the only difference was that John stopped just short of Jim's cock head, and Jim finished each stroke with a twist of John's cock head. The two buddies knew what got the other off, and were each trying to get the other there first.
Damien had moved around behind John and was lining his cock up with the pink pucker between John's ass cheeks. While Damien was focused on aiming his member at the hole, Bruce was enjoying the show and the intensity on Damien's face. He really loved to see the laser focus on a buddy's face as he prepared to sink his cock deep into some asshole.
Jim spit again onto John's hole, providing Damien with a slick entry. As soon as Damien's cock touched John's hole he moaned and relaxed his ass ring, wanting immediately to feel the cock slide in and fill his guts.
Bruce pressed John's head down on his cock. He would have nowhere to go as Damien slid his cock up his ass. Damien pressed forward as John relaxed. Damien's cock slid in slowly. The hole felt tight around his cock, but yielded gradually as Damien's hard cock slid further and further in.
Damien bottomed out in John's ass, pressing his trimmed pubes against the hairy ass cheeks just as John was running out of air. He pushed back against Bruce's hand. Bruce let up, allowing John to slide off his cock and take a few deep breaths. John looked at Bruce with unbridled lust as he caught his breath and adjusted to the hot poker Damien had slid up his ass.
Jim was stroking his cock watching his buddy get spit-roasted by the two hunky guys they had been sucking off.
Being out in the open in the park was definitely adding to the risk and boosting the thrill. None of the guys had been this brazen before and were all getting off on the possibly being caught. The four of them would definitely be a bit embarrassed but would laugh it off.
John was getting used to Damien's cock and was back deep throating Bruce. The two guys plugging his holes were working in unison, first plugging him full of cock, then pulling out until he felt completely empty. They proceeded in this way for a few minutes, turning John into a fleshy accordion.
Jim used his free hand to rub down Damien's shoulder and flank, moving down to his ass to feel the muscles tense with each thrust. The power in the thrusts made him jealous. He would love to be in John's position, and probably would be shortly unless John managed to milk out a load or two with his talented mouth and ass.
Damien had grabbed John's hips for balance and better thrust. He could push and shove John down on Bruce's cock, or alter his angle of attack, plumbing the depths of his ass. He loved the feel of Jim's hand on his ass. He could tell that Jim loved to feel his muscles tensing and untensing under his taut, tanned skin.
Bruce had stopped trying to time his thrusts with Damien's. He smiled when Damien grabbed John's hips, knowing that that would put him in the driver's seat. He let go of John's head and leaned back on his elbows again. John was being pushed and shoved from behind and that was driving him up and down Bruce's cock. The rhythmic thrusting and the way John shifted his head slightly on each stroke was definitely keeping Bruce's cock hard and pumping out loads of precum.
John was moaning and moaning, both in response to Damien's expert use of his ass and at the spurts of precum that Bruce was feeding him. He was in pig heaven. Knowing that Jim was watching, and that they were nearly naked in the park had kept his cock hard and dripping.
Suddenly Damien pulled out. "Fuck that is one hot ass," he said, giving it a good slap. John yelped, or would have yelped if he didn't have a mouth full of cock. The actual effect was to open his throat further and let Bruce bury his cock even deeper.
At first, Bruce thought that Damien had pulled out because there was someone behind him who had stumbled on the scene. His cock pulsed at the thought, almost taking him over the edge.
John pulled up as well, wondering the same thing. Wondering if he had been caught with cock in each hole out in the park.
Turns out there was no one there, but Damien was getting too close to the edge and needed to cool down a bit.
John stood up and his buddy knelt down. Jim knew that John's cock would be dripping precum and he wanted to lick it all up. He could never get enough and took every opportunity to get another taste.
Back in their apartment, they were both dangerously close to the edge. John loved retelling the spit roast story and Jim had great visuals to go with it. They also both knew how things would play out, and were trying to stroke each other off to see who would lose it first.
"Looks like someone else wants to get fucked too," Bruce said.
"Your turn buddy," Damien said.
Jim pulled off John's cock and grinned. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. He was sure that John was going to get both of their loads.
Moving over to Damien, Jim deep throated Damien's cock. He could taste the precum and John's ass.
"Pig really gets into his role," Damien said.
"I'm good with that," Bruce said, getting up off the picnic table and reaching for Jim's ass. John had stepped to the side to let the two guys that had just been spit roasting him take on his buddy Jim. John stroked his cock then spit in his hand and wiped it along Jim's ass, to add to the spit and precum already coating Bruce's cock.
Jim got up off his knees without taking his mouth off Damien's cock. Bruce grabbed his hips to get him lined up and spit on his hole, adding his saliva to John's. He positioned the head of this cock at Jim's hole as Jim moaned and pushed back slightly, letting the head push in though his still tight ass ring.
"That's it," Bruce said, "open up for my cock. You know you want to get fucked."
"His moaning is reverberating through my cock," Damien added, "love it."
"Let's see if he loves this," Bruce said as he changed the grip on Jim's hips and shoved the rest of his cock up Jim's ass.
Jim gasped at the intrusion, which just let Damien bury his cock deeper down his throat.
"Fuck yeah," John said, "use him just like you did me."
Bruce set the pace this time as Damien enjoyed watching Bruce's muscles flex and Jim's mouth slide up and down his cock. Bruce was mirroring Damien's actions, varying the angle of plunder on each stroke, probing Jim's ass thrusting harder and harder as the hole opened up for him.
John stepped up and took turns kissing each of the studs as his hands roamed over their bodies.
The hot scene, the hot sun and the work out they were getting had each of them covered in a sheen of sweat. John lifted Bruce's arm and dove into his arm pit, licking and nuzzling, getting Bruce's fantastic scent all over his face. After working Bruce for a while, he turned to Damien, who lifted his arm and put his hand behind his head, allowing John to dive in and chew out his sweaty pit.
Jim was holding on to Damien's thighs and had spread his feet for balance. Bruce's attack on his ass felt great and he didn't want to be pushed off balance and ruin the moment. Of course, he was partially held in place by the two cocks filling his holes. They had started out in synch, Bruce setting the pace shoving his cock up Jim's ass and Jim's face down on Damien's cock, but they had gotten out of sync as each was working towards his own nut.
John was reveling in the sweaty pits and running his hands over their bodies. He knew how good it felt to be spit roasted by these two, and he ground his hard cock against Jim's ribs as he continued to lick, suck, stroke and hump.
"Fuck man," Bruce said, "getting me too close." He pulled out and sat back down on the picnic table. He loved this and desperately wanted to seed Jim's guts, but also wanted this to last. Damien had felt the same way a few minutes earlier, and was close to edge now as Jim continued to suck his cock. He finally had to urge Jim to stop sucking.
The four guys were now sweat covered, with the hard cocks dripping. Bruce was facing Damien and Jim stood up and faced John, their four cocks pointing to the small open space in the middle. When Bruce stood up from the picnic table all of the guys moved in closer. They were essentially standing in a square, hip to hip.
John reached out first taking Damien's cock in one hand and Bruce's balls in the other. Jim immediately mirrored his move and wrapped one hand around Bruce's cock and cupped Damien's balls with the other. They were standing close enough that their cockheads were almost touching.
Sweat, spit and precum coated their hands, cocks and balls. The stroking and rubbing felt great to both Bruce and Damien.
Bruce reached out and ran a hand down Jim's back, following the hairy trench between his hard ass cheeks to find his well-used hole. Damien smirked and mirrored his action, sliding a hand over John's hip, across the cheek of his ass and found John's hole.
The motion of hands, fingers and arms combined with some swaying was intoxicating. Arms brushed bodies, complementing the hand actions. The four of them stayed locked in this position for several minutes, each enjoying the ministrations of the others.
Bruce's middle finger probed deeper into Jim's ass, searching out his prostate. He pulled back and added a second finger to allow him to probe deeper until his finger grazed across that hard nut and Jim's cock bounced and almost spurted out precum. Jim moaned, letting everyone know what Bruce was doing and what it was doing to him.
"Fuck yeah," Jim said, "that's it. That's the magic spot."
"I know," Bruce said, "I can tell by the way you reacted."
Damien added a second finger to John's ass and found his prostate easily. John reacted the same way.
"Got our cock hounds right where we want them," Damien said.
"You bet," John said, "and if you keep that up, I'm likely to shoot my load without touching my cock."
"Mmmmmm," was all that Jim could muster. The pleasure emanating from Bruce's probing was getting him close too.
The action had them gripping and stroking the cocks in their hands even more vigorously. Precum continued to lube up their cocks, and a little sweat added to the heady mix. Jim and John kept switching it up, stroking under hand then over hand, twisting around their sensitive cock heads and working the other guy's balls and ball sac. They alternated between pointing the cock that they were stroking at their own body and at their buddy's.
Back in bed they were doing the same things they did that afternoon in the park. Working each other's cocks in the same way. Twisting and turning, changing hand positions and using their precum to keep things lubed up. Both were close but it looked like Jim might end up coming first. His balls had pulled up tight and John could feel them nestled alongside the base of his cock every time his hand slid down to the base of Jim's cock.
Jim didn't want to cum first. John won more of these competitions than he did, and he wanted to hold back. He wanted to get John off first. He knew the stroke that worked, he just needed to find the right tempo, that rhythmic pattern that matched some internal frequency and drove John over the edge. He slowed just slightly. Jim always got too excited and stroked John too quickly. He tried to relax and find John's rhythm, but his cock felt too good.
They were both very close to shooting as they talked about that afternoon, how they pictured it in their minds and how the memories brought back the heady smells of the park and the men. The faint smell of grass that had been cut a day or two before, mixed with the golden rod and late summer flowers. The smell of the sweating men, of the testosterone-fueled bodies writhing in pleasure as they stood in that tight pack. All it would take was for the first guy to shoot and the smell of cum would drive the others over the edge, the way it always did.
"I'm getting close," Bruce said, "but I really want a wet hole for this load."
"Yeah," Damien said, "I can jerk off at home."
Jim and John instantly knew the way they wanted to get these guys off. They reluctantly stopped stroking as the probing fingers were pulled from their asses.
"66," said Jim.
"99," said John.
Bruce just shrugged. He had no idea what that meant, but he did know that these two horny fuckers would have some sort of code or shorthand.
"Here," Jim said, pointing at the table behind Bruce, "your turn on your back." He was obviously taking to John.
"Fuck yeah," John said, "got it." He hopped up on the table and lay back with his ass near the narrow end of the table and his head about two thirds of the way to the other end. Jim had started to move as well and waited for John to get comfortable on his back, with his legs pulled up, before he stepped up on the seat and then onto the table top. His feet were shoulder width apart and as he knelt down, he straddled John's head. As he leaned forward, he hooked his arms behind John's legs, opened his mouth and took John's cock.
Squatting down a bit, John grabbed Jim's cock and directed it to his mouth. They started to 69 on the table, feeding each other their slick cocks. A few strokes later Jim pulled off John's cock.
"Fuck us at the same time," Jim said. The filthy, lusty grins on Bruce and Damien's face said it all. They realized now what the code meant, 66 and 99, or rather 6699. Jim and John sucking each other while Bruce and Damien fucked them.
Each moved instinctively to the ass they hadn't yet fucked. Bruce walked to the end of the table and shoved his cock up John's ass just before Damien could get in position on the table to fuck Jim. The finger play had kept their asses open, so there was no resistance and both fuckers shoved all the way in on the first stroke and railed away after that.
Jim and John were in pig heaven. Sucking each other while being fucked. Each could see the guy fucking the other and could hear the wonderfully obscene squishing sounds of slick cocks sliding in and out of each other's asses.
Bruce and Damien were grinning at each other like they had just won the lottery. It had been fun spit roasting the two of them, but fucking both of them while they sucked each other off was intense. Bruce grabbed Jim's shoulders while Damien worked his ass as his cock plunged in and slid out.
Jim's hands were on the table for balance, but John's were free. He reached up and started playing with Damien's ass. The sweat-slick trench gave him easy access. Damien loved having his ass played with while he fucked or got sucked off. He gripped at the finger letting John know all was good. John worked his finger around and then pulled back to add a second.
"Fuck," Damien said, "that feels awesome."
"Yeah, this ass is hot too," Bruce said.
"No," Damien said, "guys got two fingers up my ass and is getting close to my g-spot."
"Awesome dude."
Jim pulled off John's cock so that he could shift balance and free up a hand to get at Bruce's ass. He wanted to see if Bruce was as game for it as Damien. It was a little harder to reach around, but his middle finger found the tight pucker and pressed in on each backstroke.
"Fuckers after my hole too."
"These guys are such fucking pigs. I love it."
Bruce just nodded in agreement as Jim's finger worked further and further in.
Jim had a great view of Bruce's cock sliding in and out of John's hole. He started licking Bruce the best he could, getting swipes across his abs and the base of his cock as Bruce pulled almost out. The pace was getting crazy and after one really hard thrust Bruce pulled back too far. His cock popped out of John's ass and sprang up to hit Jim's chin. Jim shifted his head and took Bruce's cock in his mouth. He sucked a few strokes before pulling off and letting Bruce plunge back into John's ass.
Jim got John's cock back in his mouth just as he started to shoot. The cool breeze on his ass while Jim sucked Bruce's cock followed by another round of deep plunges set him off. His cum filled Jim's mouth and his ass clamped down on Bruce's cock.
Bruce held still, cock buried to the hilt up John's ass while it spasmed and jerked his cock. When the major spasms had stopped Bruce started sawing at John's ass again. Jim pulled off John's cock and spit some of the load onto Bruce's cock. He could see the cum coating his cock and starting to get pushed into John's ass.
Bruce never did quite figure out how he knew what Jim wanted, but it must have had something to do with the way he was working his ass. He had the sudden urge to pull out and let Jim suck his cock. As he pulled out Jim opened his mouth to suck him, coating his cock with more of John's load. That was enough to set Bruce off.
The first two blasts filled Jim's mouth even more. Pulling back the third blast hit John's still tight ballsac, and he plunged back in to shoot the rest of his load right up John's hole. He was almost in maniac mode, fucking John's ass and then pulling back for Jim to suck and recoat his cock with their combined loads.
Damien was also close and realized from the motions they were making that Bruce was tagging both holes. He knew he couldn't quite get to the same spot with John lying on the table, but he could get close.
He hiked Jim's ass up, pulling his cock out of John's mouth. Sliding his cock alongside Jim's he shoved the ass down. John now had both cocks pressing into his face and pressing against each other. He reached up and pushed the two cocks together as he tongued them.
Damien's first shot ran along the side of Jim's cock and over John's face and tongue. He pulled back and plunged into Jim's ass and buried the rest of the load as deep as he could, gripping Jim's ass and holding it tight against his crotch as his cock spasmed and spasmed, blasting his cum up Jim's ass.
When Damien stopped shooting, he pulled out and lifted Jim's ass up to align his cock with John's face. He only had to stroke him a few times before Jim started shooting his load on John's lips, tongue and face.
Letting go of Jim's cock Damien pushed his ass down into his cum load and rubbed the ass on John's face. Jim held still and started to release some of the load in his ass onto John's face. John had been licking and munching as must as he could. He loved cum play and didn't want to miss a drop.
Bruce and Damien pulled back, cocks dripping the last bits of their loads. Jim and John continued to clean up each other, eating as much of the cum as they could. When they had cleaned up most of it, Jim swung off of John and turned to Damien's still half hard cock. He milked out the last of the load, loving the taste of his load and relishing in the spongy texture of his cock.
John had moved to Bruce's cock and was tenderly cleaning it off. He knew from experience that Bruce's cock was very sensitive after shooting his load.
The story had both of the worked into a frenzy. Jim had been trying to stay calm and find the right stroke to get John off, but it looked like he was going to lose again. His leg muscles tightened up. He could still taste the combined cum loads from that hot afternoon in the park. The first shot hit his chest and the second his stomach.
The smell and the hot recounting sent John over the edge too. His load puddled at the base of his cock and Jim worked it. He had won, but only be a few seconds.
As they came down from their orgasms they luxuriated in the afterglow, and continued to play with their partner's cocks, seeing who would win the second round and have to pull back because their cock was too sensitive.