Tensome

Here is part three.

"Derek Diq"

This is a completely fictional story of all male sexuality. If you do not want to read such a story, you should stop reading and think about how you ended up here. If you did not want to read another of these disclaimers -- too bad, you just have. Always, always practise safe sex, unlike the people in the story, who are imaginary and thus never get sick unless otherwise indicated. This story is free for all. It should not be distributed for money. No one may charge you money for it. Copyright Derek Diq 1999. Feel free to mail me with comments or questions at derekdiq@hotmail.com. Just keep it real.

The Tensome Guys Go To Bed Part Three: Yury & Mahmet

by Derek Diq

Everyone could hear what was going on in the two other compartments. Liu and Josh were at it on one side, and on the other side Ernando and Paolo were getting it on. The six naked men listened for a while. Erections grew all around--getting harder and harder with each new sound from the other compartments. All the splashes of sperm across their bellies, buttocks and thighs had dried and began to disappear into the skin.

Kaveem's black pubic hairs were still moist with sweat and cum. His almost nine inches of dark Indian rock-meat were slowly stretching the foreskin away from the head of the cock. He looked at Mahmet, who was sitting close by. "Fuck, that boy is so hairy!" he thought to himself.

From the angle where Kaveem sat, on the floor with his back to one of the chairs, he had a great view of the 22 year old Turkmenian's crotch. Mahmet's thick cock had recovered at the same pace as the other five young men's cocks and was now pointing in its curved way toward his hairy navel. It actually throbbed a little, Kaveem noticed.

As Mahmet sat with his thighs spread wide, leaning backwards in his seat, Kaveem got a good look at his dark crack. The abundance of hair around the base of Mahmet's cock and heavy balls continued down his groin, in between his legs, and it grew even thicker in the crack between his ass cheeks. From this angle it was impossible to see more than a hint of where the guy's rear entrance was.

"I would like to shave you." Kaveem said. He looked straight at Mahmet, who reacted only slowly to the suggestion.

"I shaved this morning..." he said, feeling his chin with his right hand. He felt some stubble, but he also noticed that the hand had a strong smell of sex--he had been using it intensely all day.

He smiled at Kaveem to show that he knew what the 24-year-old had meant. "I kinda like my body hair."

"I do to!" Yury had spoken suddenly, feeling that he had a right to be a bit possessive. After all, he had a claim to protect.

The slim Russian had just as hard an erection as the others, and his eyes were just as hazy with lust as theirs. He fixed his gaze on Kaveem and smiled cockily.

"Okay..." Kaveem sighed. "What if I just shave part of you?"

"What part?" Mahmet asked.

"Your ass."

Mahmet and Yury exchanged glances. Mahmet nodded, and Yury grinned toward Kaveem. "Let's all watch you do it, man!" Yury said.

Mahmet slid down from the chair and lay on his back on the floor. He held his hands at the back of his thighs and raised his hairy ass in the air. "Okay--go ahead, Kaveem."

Kaveem brought out his can of shaving gel and spread a coat of white lather across Mahmet's ass cheeks. His hands caressed the full roundness of the ass. Then he applied the foam to the crevice between them, and to the thick strands of wiry black hair there. Now he was really enjoying himself. His hands were covered in the soapy white substance.

At one point Kaveem's right middle finger found its way into the opening of Mahmet's pulsating rectum, which reacted immediately. Mahmet's hard, curved cock bobbed against his stomach, letting out some pre-cum. The young Turkmenian objected half-heartedly. "HEY! Stop it! You don't go there! Unhhh... Well, okay... But don't go any deeper."

Kaveem was kneeling in front of Mahmet's chair, his own erect cock pointing straight up as he shaved the buttocks of this husky youth. He did not pay it any attention, though. He was completely concentrated on what he was doing to the sensitive area in front of him, oh-so-close to his face. His heart was racing, and he felt sweat running down his sides.

Yury had kept very close to them the whole time. As Mahmet's ass was protruding from the white foam with each new stroke of the razor, Yury knelt beside Kaveem to kiss the smooth skin. Mahmet enjoyed that. His leaking cock jerked again, and Yury took the fat trunk in his hand.

"Maybe we should go to our compartment and have a quiet moment to ourselves? Just man-to-man." Mahmet said. His love for Yury was greater than any brief pleasure that others could offer.

Yury smiled at Mahmet, knowing that it might not be so quiet a moment after all. "Whatever you say, Mahmet. You know I'll do whatever you say, dude."

Kaveem looked a bit disappointed, but he got over it. "Hey, you do whatever you feel like, dudes. But now you can't stop me from doing this!" He grinned and quickly inserted two slick fingers into Mahmet's now smooth and hairless hole, which was completely relaxed. Mahmet shook from the sensation, and Yury felt his cock throb and grow.

"Oh man!" Mahmet said, almost regretting what he had already made up his mind to do. He arched his back off the floor and moved his ass closer, getting Kaveem to push his two fingers further inside.

"But that's all you're gonna get, you fickle boy!" Kaveem laughed. He was moving his fingers in and out, but mostly out. When he left Mahmet's ass completely, Mahmet stood up and quite demonstratively brushed the trunk of his cock against Kaveem's forehead. Kaveem lapped at his balls but missed. Yury and Mahmet left the room hand in hand.

A whole bunch of condoms in one hand, and his lover's hand in the other, Yury was feeling pure happiness. They made their way to the staff compartment very quickly, almost running. Each man's hard, erect penis showed that they would waste little time once they got there.

That first kiss once they got inside was fabulous. The stood as close as they could, and they both felt the heat from the other one. Their throbbing organs were pressed against each other when they hugged and kissed. Yury felt Mahmet's hot breath in his mouth. He inhaled it. Then Mahmet did the same, and for a short while they were breathing each other's air. Their saliva mixed as their tongues met. Even though they had kissed many, many times, it still felt electric.

Letting go of Mahmet's sweet mouth, Yury got down on his knees. He used his mouth to trace his lover's hairy chest and belly, and when he reached his goal Mahmet had no doubt about what was do come next.

"Aaaaaaahhhhh..." Mahmet sighed as Yury licked tenderly at the tip of his solid organ.

As Yury opened his mouth and started to let Mahmet in, he felt two strong hands on his shoulders. Mahmet slowly sat down on the bed and brought Yury with him. Or, more importantly at the time, Yury's mouth. Now, Yury descended on Mahmet's cock and started sucking. Mahmet could do nothing else but lay back and enjoy it. And he did.

Between sighs and grunts, Mahmet whispered sweet things in Russian which his lover then could not answer by other means than sucking and grunting. So that is what he did. Mahmet felt the deep vibrations from each grunt riding up through his cock and hitting the hot spot inside of him right where the hilt of his shaft met his scrotum.

The entire time, Yury had been fondling Mahmet's new smoothness with both hands. Looking up at Mahmet, his mouth still filled with the young man's dick, Yury started to move his fingers closer to the Turkmenian's asshole. Mahmet responded by lifting his hips to give Yury easier access.

Their eyes were still locked as Yury slowly slid his mouth up to the head of Mahmet's penis again and then let it slip out altogether. His tongue followed the ridge of stiff flesh downwards to Mahmet's still fuzzy balls. Kaveem had only shaved the ass cheeks and the crack between them. When Yury continued down, he took one of Mahmet's large balls in his mouth and sucked gently. Mahmet had his hands on Yury's shoulders, urging him to continue even further down.

Yury was glad to obey his lover's wish, because this was giving him as much pleasure as Mahmet. He let go of the first ball and took the other one in his mouth instead. Then he licked his way down along the bottom of the heavy sac until he reached the firm swelling which was the very root of Mahmet's manhood. Right between his powerful, muscular thighs. Yury was now holding the crack wide open with one palm on each side of the puckered hole.

Mahmet had pulled his knees toward his chest and lay on his back enjoying his lover's gentle mouth. He could feel the stubble on Yury's chin against the smoothened skin of his ass. He knew that he himself was just as unshaven now, and he smiled when he thought of the irony in having had his ass shaved more recently than his own chin.

For Yury, the sensation was quite the opposite. As he was making his way down the crack, he could feel the new softness against his face. His flushed cheeks, his lips, his tongue--they all knew the way it used to feel when he did this to Mahmet. The difference made his cock itch and twitch. A burning sensation ran from the top of his head, down his spine, and to the tip of his aching member. He knew what he wanted; what he needed. What they both needed.

Finally the lips of Yury's mouth met the lips of Mahmet's ass. Almost instantly, Yury could feel Mahmet opening up to him. Yury liked the way this felt like a kiss. He licked his way around the muscle and then licked the muscle itself. Mahmet moaned with pleasure. His tight sphincter relaxed somewhat and allowed Yury to enter with his tongue.

At first, Yury kept it smooth and soft, but as he felt Mahmet convulse from the intense pleasure he was administering, he made his tongue more rigid and started to fuck Mahmet up the ass with just his tongue. His fingers were busy holding Mahmet's ass wide open for his assault. Then, Mahmet took over that job, spreading his ass even wider. At the same time as Yury licked and stabbed the opening with as much of his tongue as possible, Mahmet motioned for Yury to tend to his throbbing cock. It was leaking precum all over Mahmet's hairy belly.

Yury was quick to react. He took Mahmet's thick organ with both hands, feeling the familiar curve at its hardest. Soon after he had started to feel the superheated skin move along the pole toward the top and back again, the young Russian found a way to get his tongue a bit further inside of Mahmet. It was still far from reaching the man's prostate gland, but nonetheless it did the trick. In a few instants, Mahmet roared with wild ecstasy as he spewed forth yet another large load of hot semen onto his own chest and face.

Some of the cum ran down Yury's hands, but most of it was actually sprayed across Mahmet's hairy torso. A few drops had hit his shoulders and forehead, a few more had hit his eyes, mouth, and chin, but most of the sizzling drops decorated his pecs and abs.

"Wow!" Yury said. "Now you've got to be ready for me."

"What, now?"

"Yeah, sure. I mean, after that orgasm, you have to be relaxed and ready to have even more up your ass... Right?" Yury smiled as he suggested that. He got a condom without even waiting for Mahmet to answer.

Still exhausted from the immense pleasure, Mahmet did little more than smile at Yury. "I'd love to, honey." Then he reminded Yury, as he always did: "Just use a lot of lube, dude." Coincidentally, that was what Kaveem in turn had told him a while ago.

"A lot of lube it is," Yury said as he rolled the rubber down over his hard trunk. It was a little longer than Mahmet's, but on the other hand it was not as extraordinarily thick. He used his right index finger and middle finger to spread the lube across the whole length of his hard member. After adding a little extra to the glans, he used those two fingers to smear Mahmet's soft opening with the same care.

"Awright... You ready?"

"Uh-huh." Mahmet nodded, his eyes fixed on the erection which was pointing at his sphincter.

"I'll take it slow. I wanna enjoy you for as long as I can," Yury said.

When Yury entered Mahmet, he did so in one smooth motion. They had practised this together many times, and they were rather proud of their combined technique of relaxation and pressure. Yury felt Mahmet engulf his fat hardon to the hilt. He rested in that positon, gazing into Mahmet's brown eyes.

They hugged as Yury pulled out a bit and then slowly, softly entered Mahmet again. The sticky cum between them only made them feel so much closer. They kissed. Yury could taste a couple of drops of semen on Mahmet's lips before their tongues met. His nostrils filled with the smell of fresh spunk that was released by the drops of sweat that his boyfriend exuded.

"I wanna suck your cock too," Mahmet suddenly said. "Lick your balls and make you feel all the pleasure that you gave me."

"Are you sure this is not just a way to get out of ...this?" Yury joked, and with the last word of his sentence he pushed his cock hard into Mahmet's open ass.

"Unhhhh..."

"Say what?" Yury smiled. He kept jabbing his cock deep into Mahmet.

"No... unhhhh... it isn't... unhhhh... I really wanna do it. Oh yeah... I wanna lick your hard meat and gnaw at your balls! Yeah!!!"

Yury noticed that Mahmet was completely hard again. His cock never seemed to get enough.

"Okay, I'm gonna pull out of ya now..." he said.

"Wait..."

"Sure." Yury smiled again, happy that his cock could give such pleasure to his lover.

"Okay, now you can do it," Mahmet said. He was ready to separate from his mate. As Yury pulled out of his colon, he pushed as he would when taking a shit. That always seemed to ease the discomfort of disengaging, but there was still a certain sense of loss.

Yury stayed on top of Mahmet, and they kissed some more. The condom was disposed of, and Yury sat up with his thighs on either side of Mahmet's chest. His erect penis was pointing up at somewhere between their heads, but as Yury slid closer to Mahmet, Mahmet grabbed the shaft with his left hand and brought the tip down to his mouth.

With his right hand Mahmet fondled Yury's balls and ass crack as he licked the rigid meat that he held firmly in his left hand. Mahmet always sucked much harder than Yury, and this time was no exception. Yury moaned with pleasure. He felt as if his life was being drained from him through the narrow slit at the end of his truncheon. And it was, in a way. At least the part of life which is precum. Mahmet enjoyed it.

After a while, although Yury could have had him continue for a much, much longer time, Mahmet let Yury's cock slip out of his mouth. Instead he started to lick its cum tube, just as Yury had done to him. When he got down to the sensitive skin covering the gonads, Mahmet spread it with his hands and started to lick.

Mahmet used his left hand to hold Yury's cock up against his stomach. The index finger and thumb were spreading the skin of the scrotum. His right hand cupped the testicles and fondled the skin behind the swaying balls--the road that led to Yury's sweet asshole.

Large amounts of precum continued to leak out of Yury's piss slit, which was half covered by his semi-retracted foreskin. Yury had his hands on his hard buttocks and tilted his head backwards at the same time as he pushed his crotch closer to Mahmet's wonderful face. This felt great.

Mahmet found a way to insert the lubricated tip of his right index finger into the hole he had been looking for. Suddenly, Yury could not stay upright any more. He felt his hips buck and he quickly moved away from Mahmet to avoid hurting him. They shifted positions. Now Yury was lying on his back on the bed, with his shoulders against the wall above the pillow--and with Mahmet still at it between his legs.

Yury raised his knees as Mahmet had done, and this gave Mahmet an even better chance at finger-fucking him. Mahmet licked his lubed fingers and tried again. This time, he got two of them in with great ease. He added some more lube and spit, and as he licked along the root of Yury's engorged cock through his scrotum, even more saliva trickled down to his fingers.

With three fingers already up Yury's ass, Mahmet decided it was time to start working on his throbber as well. He changed his grip on the hot member and closed his left hand around its hard shaft. As he pulled the foreskin down from the shiny cock head, Mahmet looked at his lover's crotch. Yury's balls were glistening with Mahmet's saliva. Slimey strands of spit and lube hung between Mahmet's thumb and the fingers he had inserted to pleasure his friend.

Mahmet moved his fingers against what he knew to be that gland of joy inside Yury. At the same time, he worked his left hand up and down along the hard length of Yury's meat. Pulling back the foreskin, covering the glans again, pulling back, repeating the motion faster and faster. Yury screamed with excitement.

"Yeahhhh!"

Soon, there was no return. Mahmet pressed harder on Yury's prostate and moved his left fist up and down in a firm grip as fast as he could. Mahmet's mouth rested on Yury's balls, slowly sucking and licking them, taking turns with them inside his mouth.

Yury shouted out: "Yes! You make me feel so goooooood!"

His load burst out with ferocious energy. It soared for a second, then it gave in to gravity and landed all over the boys. Much of it ran down Mahmet's hand, coating it with a fine glaze of sticky white cream. Yury did not hit his own face as Mahmet had done, but that was merely because of how he was sitting and how Mahmet had been aiming his pee shooter at the time. He had shot just as far, but it had gone straight up and forward instead of along his swimmer's body.

"Wow, that was great! I think I hit every part of your back, dude... All the way down to your waist."

"Yeah, I felt that. How about you?"

"Well, I got some on my chest and abs, but most of it ended up on you, actually. You have a lot of it in your hair," Yury said, somewhat embarassed.

"Oh yeah, now I feel that too. It's starting to run a little."

"Come here."

"Wait, I've got to get my fingers out of your ass, man!"

They both started laughing, but soon they were kissing again. Mahmet carefully extracted his digits from Yury's anus and instead inserted his rock hard penis. At the same time, Yury moved his left leg over so that Mahmet could snuggle up behind him. It just followed naturally, and Yury was relieved not to have that empty sensation when he was feeling so good all over. There was more than enough lube inside Yury already, but just to be sure Mahmet added even more.

They hugged tight. Mahmet felt really good, his boner buried to the hilt in Yury's hot ass. Yury felt just as good with it there. He noticed that he was getting hard again. How could it be possible after all that cumming? He decided not to think about why, but instead to make the most of it. Mahmet thought along the same lines. They were both eager to continue fucking each other hard. But first they had to get some sleep.

Mahmet kissed Yury goodnight. As they were exhausted, their embrace eventually lost its power, but they slept very close to each other. And when they woke up the next morning, they had connected again during the night.

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