The following is a work of gay erotic fiction, containing scenes of explicit sex between males. If you are not of age in your locality, if it is illegal where you are to possess such material, or if you know you would be offended by reading such descriptions, do not proceed any further.
In this one, the dual fucking was the idea of two readers.
DOUBLE PLAY
The Farm Boy series, part 4
As Dave stood over my reclining form with his big, beefy body-- solid muscle-- and that wide-lipped leer of lust and male competiveness, I knew I was in for a very physical and somewhat vengeful fucking. I gazed back at him innocently, but maybe with a slight smirk of recognition and anticipation. I am not averse to a little naked wrestling with a hot young man, especially if the goal is for one of us to get his dick inside the other's asshole. For that end, I'm more than ready to take my turn getting pressed to the mat. But I decided to play the game. These were young guys, just boys almost, barely out of high school. Horseplay is part of sex with them, and they are very competitive. That can be kind of fun.
Smiling cleverly, I suddenly rolled away from Dave and sprang up off the mattress, making for the creek, which of course I had no intention whatever of actually crossing. Just as I expected, Dave's brawny arms were around my waist before I got more than three steps. His embrace used my own momentum to lift my feet off the ground and whirl me around and onto the mat again in a swinging tackle. Shit, I thought. This guy learned a thing or two on that farm boy football team. But instantly, I bounced up again and sidestepped in the opposite direction. There Matt awaited me, a big grin on his face, too. His wide shoulders were tensed, his long arms poised to grab me. He had been on that team, too. There was no way past him! I dodged and whirled the other way. Dave was laughing and matching my maneuvers step for step. Now I danced between the two, circling as they closed in on me. Lucky I had no real desire to escape, because I would never have gotten past these two agile athletes. In just a few seconds, Dave's strong arms encircled me again, this time from the front, and I felt Matt's hands clamp down on my waist.
Still grinning broadly, proud of his conquest despite the play-acting nature of it, Dave rested his forehead on mine, nose to nose, his hot breath on my cheeks. I was laughing, too, as was Matt. "You're not getting off without being fucked, buddy, not after what you did to me," Dave laughed. "You've got me hot for you, dude. Your ass is mine now! Get ready to be plowed!"
I can tell you, I was ready! But not for how they did it. Dave lifted me under the arms as if I were a cheerleader or a ballerina, straight up over his head, effortlessly. My legs spread automatically and straddled his waist as Matt's hands moved under my butt- cheeks. Dave sat me down astride his pelvis, holding me in place with his hands under my pits. Damned if he wasn't hard again! The chase had been erotic for him, as I thought it would, and I felt his rigid member pressing firmly against my perineum and into my crack. It was as if I were sitting on a tree limb, his strong, hard cock extending rigidly from the trunk of his body.
Matt bent over and fetched the lube jelly. He was panting now, too, with more than just exertion. Both guys were kind of getting into the idea of rough-plowing me. It was close enough to rape to be exciting for them, but also safe since I was in on the game. I felt a cool, wet smear of goo swipe across my ass. There wasn't going to be much foreplay this time.
I keep my ass pretty tight despite the use I put it to, but I can also loosen up quickly, so I was confident I could take this stud without any problem. I wrapped my feet and lower legs around his waist and waited to be impaled. Dave had a willing accomplice in Matt. I felt his hands pull my cheeks apart and lift my ass a bit. Then I felt Dave's full dick-head hit my anus with a wet snap. Matt was guiding it in for his buddy. Just inches from Dave's face, I watched his expression as his phallus slid into my gut. I don't know what his sexual experience had been. Maybe he had banged a cheerleader or majorette. With his looks, smile, and physique, they'd have been swarming him like flies on cow-plop, so how could he not have. But he had never had his dick up an ass, I knew that. I read his face with amusement as it registered the tightness of the sphincter, the give, the softness of the interior, the moist massage of the bowel. This guy was going to want a regular serving of this! His eyes closed in bliss. With Matt helping, he lifted me off his rigid member, then let gravity pull me back down on it, both of us sighing.
Matt was not content just to help. After a few thrusts, I felt a finger slide in alongside Dave's dick. That stretched the old rectal ring considerably. But I was feeling pretty good, and I could take it. I continued to ride up and down on Dave's may-pole. Then Matt laid a second finger alongside Dave's cock, and in it slid as well. That brought me to about the maximum stretch I had ever had, but still, it felt pretty good after a stroke or two. Then Matt's fingers suddenly disappeared. I sensed a motion behind me and glanced back. He was busily lubing up his massive erection as if he had serious and immediate plans. I began to get a little concerned. But I continued to ride Dave's pole.
Sure enough, Matt sidled up and began to press his dick up against Dave's. The two boys were now pelvis-to-pelvis, Matt's arms stretched around to Dave's hips while Dave's arms supported me. At first, Matt's penis was at the base of Dave's. I felt my asshole hit its spongy head whenever I descended. Then Matt's dick slowly began to rise parallel to Dave's. His finger was mysteriously back inside my hole, gently but insistently pulling it wider. The tip of his cock-head slipped inside the outer ring. On the next down-slide, I gasped as the whole head slid in, the finger slipping out. Now the second cock moved up higher on each slide. In about a minute, the heads were level, and I was riding up and down on two massive young cocks at the same time!
This was a new experience for me, and one I could not survive every day. I have never been fisted, and frankly never wanted to be. But I know I could do it. Those two swollen cock-heads together are almost as big as an average man's fist, and not too many men have a wrist bigger than those two shafts. I have to admit, it hurt my rectum. At first, it felt like my whole south side was being ripped apart. I felt tears sliding down my cheeks, but I did not cry out for fear the young bucks would stop. As much as it hurt, it also turned me on as much as anything ever has in my life. It wasn't just the anal fullness and prostate massage. I was also pinned between the chests of two of the sexiest men I have ever met. I felt their warm, slippery, strong pectorals against me on both sides. I felt Matt's sweet, hot breath on the back of my neck and Dave's on my face. I saw a rivulet of sweat pour off of Dave's scalp and run down his ruddy, intense face. I was clenching my legs now like a frog, helping move my body over the two big meat sticks. Suddenly, Dave, eyes closed, planted a big, wet, kiss on my mouth. I opened and let his thick, strong tongue slide in and feel its way around my own teeth and tongue.
Unencumbered by my weight, Matt was freer to move about than Dave, so while Dave deep-tongued me, Matt pulled back a little and began to slide more rapidly into my ass. Dave's movements now subsided, while Matt's increased in tempo. Matt's slick cock was sliding not only in and out of my hole, but also up and down on the underside of Dave's tool as well. So he was getting a jack-off even without moving. Dave slobbered all over my face. He was out of control. Not being at all used to this man to man stuff, I figured he might be seriously grossed out later when he thought of what his tongue did in my mouth, but I couldn't care less. I loved it, and tongued him back vigorously. Now Matt had a serious need to shoot some jizz, and he could restrain himself no longer. I slid down to the base of Dave's cock and rested there, letting Matt go for it on his own. He fucked me like a stud horse.
By now, I had forgotten that there ever had been any pain, it felt so fabulous. He pounded my prostate, and my own cock began to throb and drool against Dave's belly. Moments later, I felt him creaming my gut and Dave's cock with a big load of cum. Just then, Dave straightened his arms and let my torso lean back against Matt's chest. His timing was perfect. My cock let fly with a huge glob like a missile, arching between us and splattering right on Dave's delectable left tit.
Groaning, Matt slid out and collapsed on the mattress. He was done for. Dave was no longer able to support my weight alone, either.
I felt us descending as his knees buckled and he lowered me gently onto the mattress beside the panting Matt. Dave's mouth slid off of mine, but somehow his cock-head stayed just inside as he repositioned himself. My ankles kept their lock around his waist, my heels resting on the top of his ass crack.
Now Dave settled on top of me for some good old missionary style fucking. My pelvis was tilted to allow him smooth and easy entry. He pressed his chest against mine and allowed his head to rest right beside mine, ear to ear. He started to hunch his powerful hips. I moaned a little as the thick cock slid to the hilt in my intestine, and then withdrew, only to thrust back in again.
Matt's eyes opened now, and he rolled onto his side to watch us. It would have been a very sexy sight, this live-sex show we were putting on for him. He smiled happily. Dave sighed with pleasure. I began to encourage him. "Oh, yeah, man, fuck my ass deep. Deeper, come on, Dave. You got it, hit that button. Oh, yeah, fuck, fuck, fuck me. Slap those balls on me." Matt caught on and began to croon encouragement as well. Dave kept his head down, concentrating on his fucking and the sensation in his dick. But occasionally I felt his tongue in my ear or on my neck, and every hot breath tickled my shoulder and neck excitingly.
Dave must have fucked me like that for twenty minutes at least. After ten minutes of resting and watching, Matt raised up and swiveled around between Dave's feet to watch his bud's cock sliding in and out of my hole. Then he pressed on Dave's inner thighs to prompt him to spread them wider. Dave complied, and Matt crept up close and began to lick and slobber all over Dave's asshole as he fucked. He was sucking the mingled semen out of his friend's cum-pit. When he slid wetly down to Dave's balls and perineum, I felt Dave quiver and heard his low vibrating moan in my ear. He was getting close, and the various sensations were stimulating him to a big blow-out.
In a few more minutes, Dave began to thrust much faster, so that Matt's mouth could no longer keep up. Matt slid on back further and licked on Dave's inner thighs and the folds of his knees, while looking up at Dave's thrusting member, clenching hips, and puckering pink hole. Must've been a real post-card view.
Then Dave went rigid. I felt the first warm splat of a powerful ejaculation within my bowel. He pulled back, and another spurt launched into the void. He drove back in and the third spout was injected even deeper within me. I smiled, content that my insides were now crawling with millions of little Dave-sperms.
I was filled with the raw material of new life. I sighed happily. I'd have carried a baby for either of those magnificent young men if it were possible.
After the ejaculating subsided, Dave's muscles relaxed almost completely, and he became nearly a dead weight upon my body. With a woman, she'd be crushed. For me, it felt great, a way of seemingly absorbing all of that young manhood into myself, head to toe. After a few moments, he took a big, deep breath and rolled off of me. Matt settled beside him on the other side. We lay quietly for a few moments.
"Man, oh man," Dave opened. "How could I ever have thought that was dirty or disgusting. To think I've been jerking off for maybe six years, and I could have been doing this all that time...." He turned to Matt. "With you!"
Matt grinned. "I propose we make up for lost time by fucking twice as much for the next six years."
"Good idea."
After a rest of about fifteen minutes, during which we chatted a little, drowsily fondled one another, and almost dozed at times, Dave sat up. Matt and I sat up, too, and he grinned at us with that happy but shy smile of his that makes my heart skip a beat and my cock inflate. Both Matt and I leaned in to kiss him at the same time, and it became a three-way tonguing. Dave's strong arms went around both of us, and ours completed the circle.
At last, I arose to go on my way. I washed in the creek, and the boys came down to join me. We rinsed the sweat and dried cum off of each other's bodies, and cooled off a bit. Then we sat back to dry for another ten minutes, and the guys talked about their future. They both had college plans, not at the same institution, but both close by. Matt reported that his mom was talking about moving into town to a smaller house with less upkeep and leave the farm house for him when he graduated. But he could easily live there while going to school, especially if he had a friend to live with him. And Dave's classes would be about the same distance away in another direction. This way, they could both study what they wanted, and still have each other to come home to at night.
When I left, they were excitedly going on about their plan. I had a feeling Matt's mom would see the light very soon and leave the young couple to their bliss. I gave them my email address, and they promised to let me know how the plan went, and have me over for a whole weekend as soon as possible. I knew they would, but at the moment I had become extra baggage. So I slid on my clothes and began to say my goodbyes before heading on toward the creek and the hillside trail. Matt and Dave looked up grinning, breaking their mind-meld with one another just for the moment of my farewell. Matt rose and came to me, beautiful and naked, and gave me a warm, gentle embrace and an affectionate kiss.
"Thank you, Kevin. You changed my life. I can never forget that."
Dave stood also, equally beautiful and equally naked. He joined the embrace and the kiss.
"Kevin, you were the first for both of us, man. That makes you special forever. You're always part of our life."
"And we WILL get together again. Soon," finished Matt.
Smiling happily, I hopped across the creek, slid into my loafers, and started up the trail. I turned once halfway up. The boys were still standing and watching me go, arms around each other's waists, big smiles on both their faces, alternating their watching me go with deep and knowing gazes into one another's eyes.
Now it was my turn to whistle a happy tune as I climbed toward the field. But I gave a sigh at the top of the hill and paused for just a moment. Is there a Matt or a Dave out there just for me I suddenly wondered? One guy I can love, who also loves me?
So far, the search continues.