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This chapter the boys meet back up with Adam, and the three of them all `connect'. ;)
---------- Piss Buds Pt 8 ----------
-- Brody --
I was still basking in the aftershock of what had likely been the most powerful orgasm I'd ever experienced when Derek climbed back into bed with me. He'd gotten up to drop my piss off in the toilet for me; I'd emptied myself into him twice during our hot fuck session, once down his throat and once up his ass, after I'd pumped my load into him as well.
We layed there together, cuddling for fifteen or twenty minutes, not speaking, there was no need for words. Playfully, he started licking at my armpits, which I hadn't washed for the entire time I was out of town. I hadn't showered at all, actually, firstly because I was busy, but also because I liked the way I smelled, and Derek did too.
He started lapping at it harder, sucking on the tufts of hair, wriggling his naked, slender body up against mine. His cock, still half-hard from our sex and from my emptying my piss up his ass for the first time, was getting harder again and he pushed it against my thigh insistently. I grabbed the back of his head with my free arm and pushed his face up against my pit, rubbing his spit and my fragrant sweat all over his face and the perpetually stubbly beard that framed his strong chin.
After a minute I relaxed my hand and he backed off from my pit, smiling dreamily up at me, grinding his boner into me. Ever the little leaker, the side of my thigh was already slick with his precum.
"I wanna cum again," he said.
"Me too," I replied. "But let's eat first. We have all night. I wanna taste the food you made for me."
Slowly, we pulled ourselves up and out of the bed, threw on t-shirts and boxers, and went over to the kitchen, where Derek served out a couple bowls of the sweet potato stew he'd made. It was still warm, and incredibly delicious. This kid really was the jackpot. He'd opened my eyes to new kinds of sex a week ago I hadn't even imagined I'd be having, and he's a good cook on top of it.
After we ate, we started smoking a joint, and he told me about what had happened yesterday with Adam. What I had been reading as Adam's homophobia, apparently, had been a deep shame about his own desire to join in. I felt a little bit bad that I hadn't made more of an effort to be friendly to Adam, but he'd always been so abrasive, and I hadn't realized what that had been covering up for.
When Derek started to tell me that some unknown Latin guy had walked in and saw what they were doing, that he'd just started to soak Adam right there in the washroom, my dick twitched to life again. When he told me that it had turned out to be Martinez, who I knew because I'm friends with some of the basketball players, it got even hotter. I'd always thought their might be something going on between him and his friend Dave, though I didn't know them too well, they were always together. They even took bathroom breaks together, which was starting to make a lot more sense.
Derek was telling me that Adam hadn't answered any of his texts all day, so I decided to just give him a call, see if he'd answer. He did.
"Brody? Are you calling about the dorm? I haven't had a chance to clean it, and--" Adam started talking as soon as he picked up the phone.
"No man, I'm not at the dorm, I'm with Derek."
"Oh, right," he said, getting quiet.
"Where are you right now? What are you doing? You haven't been answering his texts... are you okay?" I asked.
"I just needed time to think. I've been holed up in the dorm all day, but I just went out for a walk."
"Come over to Derek's apartment." I looked over at Derek, making sure this was okay, he nodded and shuffled over close to me on the couch, reaching over to grab my half-hard dick through my boxers. He squeezed and tugged on it lightly while I talked on the phone, quickly bringing it to full mast.
"I don't know," Adam started, sounding glum. "I still think I need to be alone right now."
"Bullshit," I said, then gasping as Derek, in one smooth motion, popped my dick out through the fly of my boxers, and took it into his mouth. "You need to be around us right now. We're here for you. Come over."
There was a pause on the phone, and I started to relax back into the slow, deliberate blow job Derek had started giving me.
"I am right by there..." Adam said, finally.
"Good," I said. "Get your ass over here."
Adam agreed, and we hung up. I put the phone down and turned my body sideways so I could lay down on the couch, one leg slung over the side, keeping the space wide open for Derek to keep doing what he was doing, and seemed to be enjoying the hell out of. He started to use his spit-slickened hand to very slowly start jerking my dick, pushing all the foreskin up to the top, then pushing his tongue inside of it, and swirling it around the head, all the while lightly nibbling on the foreskin with his teeth. Then his hand would stroke back down, pulling the head free from the foreskin, popping out into his warm mouth.
I'm not sure how long we lay their like that, I sort of fell into a trance as he pushed his face down over my dick, again and again.
I heard a knock at the door.
"Come in!" I called out, as Derek still had his mouth full.
The door opened and Adam walked in. Knowing what I now knew about him, I feel like I fully appreciated his body for the first time. He was shorter than either Derek or I, but his arms and legs were more muscular. He had a tight, but dense looking body, with just a hint of a beer gut showing through his t-shirt. His short hair was light brown and fluffy on top of his head.
He stood there, letting the door close behind him, but not making his way over to us. He just watched as Derek continued to blow me on the sofa. My eyes moved downwards to the front of his pants, and the unmistakable bulge of a hard dick.
"Come over here," I said. "It's okay."
Adam smiled faintly, shucked off his shoes, and came over into the living room. Derek motioned for him to sit down on the floor beside him, pulling his face away from my crotch for the first time in probably 15 minutes.
"Besides that little bit of piss stuff," Derek asked him, "have you ever played with guys before?"
Adam shook his head lightly, as he stared at my rock hard cock, glistening with Derek's spit, he looked almost in awe of it, which made my erection strain even harder.
"It's okay," I told him, answering the question he was asking with his eyes. "You can touch it, you can play with it, suck on it, whatever you want."
Adam's eyes moved to Derek, asking the same question, seemingly unable to believe that this was all okay. Derek nodded, eyes wide and alive, excited.
Adam's hand moved forward and wrapped around the base of my shaft. It was a little cold, and his grip was rough and unpracticed. He gripped my loose skin, and slid his hand up wards towards to the head. My foreskin gathered there, and a glob of precum escaped through my piss slit. He looked at it, transfixed, and moved his hand down again, sliming the juices around the head of my dick.
"I've never held anybody else's before," he said. "Never seen an uncut cock this close." His hand slid up again, and another glob of my body's natural lube escaped. Slowly, uncertainly, he moved his face closer and sniffed the air, smelling the wafting odors of my sweaty crotch, my precum, Derek's ass, and his piss.
" I should tell you," Derek said, as Adam's mouth opened. "Brody had his dick in my ass less than an hour ago."
Adam's tongue slipped out of his mouth, and scooped up the latest glob of precum. I moaned in appreciation. It was incredibly hot, to see him down there with Derek, both of them focused on my cock. Adam seemed to like what he tasted, because he dove down onto my cock, slowly sucking the whole thing into his mouth.
I felt it reach the back of his throat, and he looked up at me, face an inch and a half from being buried in my pubes. I put my hand on the back of his head, and applied pressure. I felt him instinctively swallow, and my cock slid the rest of the way in. He ground his face up against my pubic bone, moaning around my cock, the vibrations shaking his throat, making my cock twitch.
Adam started to get into a rhythm, getting the hang of giving his first blow job. Derek got up and walked over to the kitchen. I was scared for a second that he was feeling left out, but I saw him return almost instantly with a large, empty glass, and a sly smile.
As Adam continued on, lost in the blow-job he was giving me, Derek sat down right beside us on the coffee table, brought the glass down beneath his dick, which, though hard, he managed to point downwards. After a few breaths, his stream started, powerfully, and the glass quickly began to fill with his piss. The sound and the sight distracted Adam, who pulled up off of my dick to watch as the pale, barely yellow liquid appeared from the end of Derek's cock.
When he'd finished filling the cup, Derek brought it to his lips and took a long deep swig, and then offered it to Adam, who gulped in anticipation. He brought the cup slowly to his lips, inhaling the smell of the piss through his nose. He tilted the glass backwards, and took three large swigs from it, emptying much more than half of it, sighing as he brought it back down, and held it out to me. I held it, seeing now that this was to become a bonding ritual between the three of us, and tossed my head back, emptying the last 1/3 of the glass down my throat in just a few easy slurps.
"Let's go to the bed," Derek said.
"Wait," said Adam, reaching for the glass. "I have to piss too."
"Bring it into the bed," Derek told him, taking the glass from me and putting it down on the coffee table. He looked at me. "Brody, you and I are going to get naked, but Adam, keep your clothes on, for now, okay?"
I nodded, happy to let Derek take over in the drivers seat for the time being. He led the three of us over into the bedroom, and instructed Adam to lay down, right in the middle, on top of the wetspot that was already there from Derek's piss earlier. Adam layed there on his back as Derek and I wriggled out of our clothes, and then jumped in to join him, cuddling up on either side of him.
Derek pulled the sheets and the blankets up around us so that we were all nice and warm, while still leaving Adam mostly uncovered, as he was still dressed. Then, Derek's hand moved down to Adam's pants, and he opened the fly, reached inside, and pulled out Adam's cock. I'd never seen it hard before. It wasn't long, maybe 5.5 inches, but it was fat and straining against the tightened skin of his circumcision. Hair poured out of his fly. His balls were covered in it, and there were a few lone stragglers sprouting out as high up his cock as halfway to the head. It was incredible masculine and attractive.
Derek held Adam's cock in his hand and said, "Okay, let it go. Wet us all down."
Adam looked a bit shocked. "Are you sure? In your bed?"
Derek nodded. "I have plastic sheets on underneath the bedding."
"I do have to go, really bad," Adam said. "I think there's a lot."
Almost immediately, it started flowing out from his tap, arching up onto the front of his t-shirt, slowly making his dick softer, and the stream more powerful. Derek, still holding his pissing cock, directed the stream straight up in the air, so it rained back down on Adam's cock and his pants, and Derek's and my thighs. Then Derek moved his face forward and caught some of it in his mouth, swallowing immediately.
Adam kept pissing for what seemed like almost two minutes. Derek continued to point the stream all over, wetting the bed, the sheets, covering all three of us. Then, he reached over and pulled me closer, the three of us now all huddled in a big, wet mass on the middle of the bed, both of us cuddled up on either side of Adam, his still pissing cock left to its own devices, sandwiched down in between the three of us.
I didn't have another full load, but I was able to piss again a little bit myself. I ground my dick up against Adams side, and started letting the flow loose. I pointed it towards Derek, so that all three of us could feel my stream as I relieved any pressure that had been building up.
Together, Derek and I then pulled Adam's clothes off of him, Derek tossing them over into his laundry basket. Then it was just the three of our naked bodies, warm in the wet bed, cuddled up against one another, all three of our dicks raging hard.
"Let's give Adam a treat," Derek said. "He deserves it. And we both need to shoot again."
We both got up on our knees, and moved up on the bed. Adam, who was leaning up against the headboard, now had a face full of both of our dicks. He took Derek's in his mouth, as Derek reached down and started to stroke mine. I leaned in to kiss him.
Adam switched back over to my cock, which after being blown for nearly half an hour, was just about ready to explode. I put my hand on Adam's forehead. Holding it back, with just my head in his mouth, and I started jerking my dick.
"Uh. Ugh. Uhhhh." I groaned as I felt the warm spunk rise up from my balls for the second time today. The electric bolt of pleasure shook through me and my cum shot out into Adam's mouth.
"You like the way my jizz tastes?" I asked him as the second waves of my orgasm shot another volley of cum into his mouth. He nodded, keeping his lips wrapped firmly around my dick. I kept pumping with my hand as a third, fourth, and fifth shock rocked through my genitals. As my dick became more sensitive, I slowly pulled it back out of Adam's mouth. He kept a tight seal, so that there was a loud slurp when it popped out.
"More," he said simply, mouth still full of my cum.
Derek pushed his cock back into Adam's mouth, displacing a bunch of my cum which leaked out down Adam's chin and onto Derek's balls.
I moved downwards, knowing that Adam's cock hadn't received any real attention yet, and I took it into my mouth. Stroking slowly up and down and swirling with my tongue, loving the feeling of his hairy cock in my face.
"Get ready," Derek said, and he began to fuck Adam's face with his hips, going hard, bent on shooting his load. I guess getting fucked in the face was too much for Adam. His hand shot down to his dick, and he frantically rubbed the base of it for just a few seconds before I felt my mouth welcome the first of his jizz spurts.
Derek groaned loudly and pushed all the way up against Adam's face. I could see his body twitching with the power of his orgasm, which he was shooting right down Derek's throat, past his mouth entirely. Meanwhile, Adam's cock had pumped out a huge amount of cum. Unlike us, this was his first of the day, I guess.
Derek, apparently finished, had backed up, and Adam was licking up the splashes of my cum from Derek's balls that had escaped his mouth earlier, as the last few spurts shot from Adam's dick into my mouth. They started making out, sharing mine and Derek's cum, and I moved up, positioned myself above them, and let all of Adam's cum, mixed now with my spit, fall out of my mouth. It slid down Derek's cheek and into the midst of their make out session. When they were done, and everybody had swallowed what they could, the three of layed together, holding each other, warm and wet under the blankets.
After dozing for a while, the three of us got up and moved into the shower. We cleaned off, and Derek took everything from his bed and put it in the laundry, replacing them with fresh sheets.
We drank some beers and just hung out, the three of us now feeling bonded in a way that we hadn't before. Being around them was comfortable. Even Adam had seemed to relax, glimmers of his old, playfully contemptuous personality shining back through, as the shock of what we'd just done seemed to wear off.
Derek put on a movie, and we cuddled together on the couch, me in the middle Adam on my right and Derek on my left.
"Whenever you two need to go," Adam said. "For tonight, I wanna drink it all. I'm the urinal, okay? I'm not gonna drink anymore beer. Just your guy's piss."
About fifteen minutes into the movie, he had his first chance. I tapped him on the shoulder, and he obediently jumped down between my legs, wrapping his lips around my completely soft cock. The beer had me feel very relaxed, and my bladder very full, so I just let the stream flow out naturally. Adam had a bit of trouble keeping up, but he managed. I squeezed on his face with my thighs while he let my piss flow down his throat, swallow by swallow.
After I finished, he moved to come back up, but Derek told him to wait. Adam shuffled over in front of Derek, and started swallowing his piss as well, all of it. I think he was even more of a pig than Derek was.
It continued that way throughout the movie. Twice more, I needed to relieve myself, and I didn't need to get up once. Adam swallowed all of it. Periodically, he'd get up to let his own piss out in the toilet, as Derek expressed that he'd drunk enough for the day. All in all, throughout the hour and a half long movie, Adam swallowed three of my, and two of Derek's loads of piss.
After the movie was over, we smoked another joint. I pulled out my phone, as I hadn't checked it in hours. When I opened the Facebook app, the first things I saw on my newsfeed was a post that Juan Martinez had made to Adam's wall. It said "Hey P boy. Me and Dave wanna chill with you and your friend from yesterday. You're both invited to my place tonight. Better make it over here P boy. Message me."
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