Tripova Lifetime

Tripova lifetime BY SEAN M.

I guess it's no secret. My name is Sean, I'm 18 years old and like messin' around with my friends. After writing about my last adventure, "tagteam", I began thinking back on other times I fucked around with my buddies.

One of many intense times I had was when several of my friends and I got some pott from an older guy that used to go to our school. His name was Hugh. He dropped out of school when he was in the 10th grade and was now about 21. Hugh wasn't bad looking. He was olive skinned and had hair that hung down in front of his face. He would always pull the longest strand of hair down and put it in his mouth. He worked at a gas station washing cars and almost always wore fatigues and usually a "Cure" t-shirt. Every other word out of his mouth was "Fuck". He was real laid back and didn't seem to ever let anything bother him. He was the one to call whenever anyone wanted to buy drugs. He could just about get you anything you wanted at any given time. He'd been arrested once for possession of cocaine and was let go after they found it to be entrappment.

Anyway, Hugh was hanging out at the car wash when we were walking home from school. We'd all been talking about wanting to get some pott and were hoping that Hugh would be at work. Each one of us had smoked dope before but it had been quite some time. It was Thursday and school was out tomorrow. We wanted to party and wanted to really get fucked up.

It was the usual gang walking home from school. Philip, Shane, Mike and our friend Rick. We'd all been talking about going over to Rick's house to hang til we found something better to do. Rick knew Hugh pretty well and said he thought he could get some refer from him with no problem. We all pitched in 5 bucks for a bag of doobage. The next thing we knew, Rick was walking to the mens room with Hugh. They both reappeared within minutes and Rick was wide eyed and smiling. He'd scored! He was proud of his accomplishment. And we were too. We walked on to Rick's house. We were all hyper as hell about being able to get truly fucked up.

Rick was really cute. Very quiet. I'd seen him without a shirt once or twice and he had a chest from hell. He had crystal blue eyes almost like an Alaskan Husky, a tight chest, big brown nipples, a washboard stomach, and the least amount of body hair I'd ever seen (aside from my 12 year old cousin). He looked as though someone had dipped him in oil and it had sunk in. He was fine as hell, and ever since 8th grade, I'd lusted over him. His dirty blonde hair touched the top of his shoulders and was real wavey. The contrast between his white teeth and dark skin was hypnotizing.

When we got to Rick's house, we all sat in the living room. Shane took off to the bathroom to take a piss. Rick went to his room to get some rolling papers and the rest of us sat in the living room and talked about what we wanted to do when we got high. We were trying to decide what music to listen to after we were stoned. We decided to put on Pink Floyd's "Dark Side of the Moon". It was a unanimous decision. Shane came back from the bathroom and Rick returned at the same time with the rolling papers. Rick whipped out a paper and made a crease down the center. He sat down on the couch next to Shane. Shane was holding the bag of pott. He opened up the bag and emptied a little of it onto the paper. We were all gazing at Rick's expert hands as he molded the joint perfectly. He lifted it up to his mouth and stuck his tongue out to wet the glue. By the way, Rick was very popular with the girls because he had one of the longest tongues anyone had ever seen. Jokingly, he stuck his tongue out as far as he could to wet the joint. I was more fascinated at the size of his "cow" tongue. It was soft pink, smooth, glistening with spit and hung out of his mouth about 5 inches. It was bigger than some dicks I'd seen. Anyway, after the task of rolling 3 joints was done, Rick leaned back and removed a Zippo out of his jeans pocket. It blazed up then turned into a small orange glow. We all gathered around to get a hit off it. The joint was about the size of a pencil. Rick took the first hit then passed it to Mike. Mike took a long drag off it then passed it to me. I inhaled the hell out of it. I felt like I was going to choke. The smoke was strong as shit and my throat was burning. I passed it on to Philip. Philip took a long toke. My head felt clogged. I was quickly beginning to lose all inhibitions. I couldn't focus on anything anymore. I was fucked up...and only after one drag. I couldn't believe it. The joint made it's way around the room and then back to me again. I took another long suck on the end of it. My skull felt like it was contracting. This was some strong shit. Someone had started the CD on the stereo. I was in another world. I looked around the room and everyone's eyes were at half mass. Everyone was laying around like a lump of shit. Each time the joint was passed, each person would take a long hit off it using every bit of strength possible.

As the joint made it's way around the sofa, I noticed Rick's hand on his jeans between his legs. He must have had a hard on because there was a buldge in his jeans. I couldn't take my eyes off his crotch and he knew it. We were both staring at each other's lap. I looked around to see if anyone was watching. Each person was in their own little universe. I slowly reached down and began rubbing my dick. It was getting hard just from watching Rick.

I was sitting at the end of the couch next to Mike. Rick was on the opposite end of the sofa on the other side of Mike. I had no idea that Mike was watching until I glanced down at Mike's box and noticed his dick was beginning to reach his hip inside his jeans. He must have known. Shane was lying at my feet like a dog. Philip was sitting on the floor between Rick and Mike. As Rick and I began to exchange glances, I looked over at Shane to see if he was looking. At the time he wasn't. I'd really started getting into Rick and was totally oblivious to who else was in the room. I suddenly felt a hand on my dick. I quickly turned to see who it was. It felt like it took hours to turn my head but when I did, Shane had his arm extended towards my crotch and was glaring at me. I moved my foot over and began sliding it over Shane's dick. His expression turned more sedate. He rested his head on my lap and closed his eyes. I began to get paranoid and carefully turned my head to see if anyone was watching. My heart started beating harder when I noticed that Philip, Rick and Mike had their dicks out. I was sitting on the same couch with two other guys with hard ons and didn't even know it. I looked back down at Shane and inconspicuously slid my hand over to Mike's dick. It felt so hot I thought it was going to burn my hand. It was definitely hard.

My foot was still roaming the length of Shane's dick and I wasn't sure but I think he was dozing. I turned my full attention over to the other guys and leaned over and reached for Rick's cock. I'd never seen it before. It wasn't fat. Instead, it was long and it curved upwards. He had his shirt hiked up midways and the tip of his dick was touching his stomach about an inch above his belly button. The room was dark and I could see the reflection of the stereo lights flickering on the underside of his slick, muscular tool. I opened my hand and grabbed the base of Rick with every bit of strength I could find. His dick felt huge and I could still see most of it towering above my fist. I squeezed it and the head began to swell. Mike was trying to work his hands into the leg of my shorts. The way I was sitting made it difficult to get into my underwear. Plus, Shane's head didn't help things either. I repositioned myself so Mike would have better access. His fingers found the opening of my underwear right next to my nuts. I turned my attention to what Mike was doing and I realized it was tickling. I clenched my teeth and wanted to yell. Finally, Mike found my balls, then my shaft. Shane's head was now on my leg and he was waking up. He opened up one eye and then moved his hand into the other side of my underwear. The feeling was so intense and warm from the two strong hands exploring my briefs that I was afraid I was going to cum.

I tuned back into the other end of the couch. Philip had his head buried into Rick's thighs. In fact, I couldn't even see Philip's face. Rick had his head thrown back and was thrusting his hips up and down. Each time he'd jut his hips back and forth, his dick would dart under his shirt. Suddenly, Rick stood up and pulled his shirt off. The ripples of muscles in his back were beautiful. His torso looked like one of those you'd see in an Anatomy book of the muscular system. Everything was so well defined. He bent over and slid the remainder of his jeans down to his ankles. His ass was a whole new chapter in beauty. I could've shot off from just looking at his butt. Of course, the 2 wild hands in my shorts didn't make matters better. One hand was caressing my balls and the other was inspecting the length of my dick. Rick sat down next to Philip and reached up to Philip's head and guided it down towards his dick. It didn't look as though Philip resisted. Rick was fucking Philip's face, shoving the entire length of his rod deep into Philip's throat. Every once in awhile, Philip would gag and pull his head off of Rick's cock. Even though Philip's eyes were watering he was still going at it full force. Philip was holding Rick's balls and stretching them down towards Rick's firm ass. This made his dick look even longer.

Shane had pulled my dick out the side of my shorts and was licking the head. Mike got down on the floor next to Shane and was burying his face in the crack of Shane's ass. So now Shane was giving me head. Mike was reeming Shane, and Philip was next to them sucking off Rick. Just as Mike was really starting to cram his tongue into Shane's ass, Rick slid over and began sucking on Mike. I felt left out until Philip reached over and began playing with my balls. His hands felt slippery from Shane's spit. My balls were soaked.

So now we were all in a small circle and someone mentioned that the pott was wearing off. We all stopped what we were doing and leaned back on the couch. I was the only one still sitting on the couch. Rick motioned for me to sit on the floor with them and patted the floor next to him. I was flattered. We smoked the third joint as Rick rolled another. As the joint made its way around the group. Philip told to Mike that he was making the joint smell like asshole. For some reason, we all thought it was the funniest thing we'd ever heard. This made it very difficult to take a drag off what was left of the joint. The smoke in the room was barely covering up the smell of sex. Hell, you could've gotten high from the "sex smell" alone.

All of a sudden, the doorbell rang. We were all too high to panic, but managed to in our own way. Rick stood up and flipped on the ceiling fan and told us to be quiet. He walked to the door totally nude and looked out the peep hole. He turned around and whispered, "It's cool. It's Hugh."

Shane was afraid of what Hugh would think and began searching for his clothes. By the time he found his underwear, Hugh was standing in the room. He was smiling and smoking a joint. Rick was busy trying to lock the front door and finally returned with his lit joint. Hugh and Rick both were smiling and every once in awhile would look at each other and grin. Rick's piercing blue eyes were leering through his half mass eyelids. Hugh swept back his wave of hair and shook his head to put it back in place then said, "well fuck, don't let me stop y'all from what you were doing." Shane looked at me in disbelief. Apparently, Shane hadn't figured it out yet. I had a feeling about Hugh and Rick. They spent a lot of time together and I began to believe that Rick had initiated the whole thing for Hugh. Rick walked over next to me and pulled my shirt up over my head. He tossed my wadded up shirt over across the room next to the stereo. I looked down and compared my chest to Rick's. I folded my arms out of paranoia. Rick sat down next to me and proceeded to suck on my nipples. It felt great. I grabbed the back of his head and held it closer. Shane and Mike went back to what they were doing before. The next thing I knew, Hugh was butt-naked and was going down on Rick's dick. He must've known exactly what Rick liked because Rick was going crazy. I thought he was bucking wildly before but this was unreal. His ass was coming about a foot off the floor and yet he never lost contact with my tits. Hugh was holding Rick's balls so tight they were turning marroon. It was making MY balls hurt just to watch. Rick moved up and pressed his mouth against mine. His body was right up next to mine. I then felt my dick being sucked. I looked down to see Hugh taking both mine and Rick's rods. Rick was face-fucking Hugh's mouth with his long pole and wasn't even phasing Hugh. Sometime during this episode, Mike was fucking Shane and Philip had moved over to Shane in a 69. Seeing Mike fuck Shane was so intense that I felt the urge to cum. My stomach began to quiver and I must've told everybody that I was cumming because I looked up and everyone had stopped to watch. All, but Hugh. Rick had pulled out of Hugh's mouth and Hugh was bobbing up and down, twisting his head and jacking me off with his lips at the same time. I felt light-headed from the pleasure. Then it happened. I started to shoot. And shoot. And shoot. I didn't think I'd ever stop. All I could do was moan. I could hear the gulping sounds coming from Hugh's throat. And Rick shouting, "take it man, swallow and take Sean's cum down your throat".

This got everyone else going again. Mike still had his dick inside Shane and the fucking started back up. Hugh moved back over to Rick. Rick wasn't too far off from cumming either. I could see the muscles in his abdomen start to tense up and convulse. His tiny belly button was opening and closing with every thrust. Just then, Rick let out a high pitched rumbling groan and started grinding his hips into Hugh's face. Again, Hugh took it all down. Towards the end, Rick was holding his hand at the base of his cock and sliding it towards the tip, as if he were milking a cow. This filled Hugh's mouth with one last flood. Hugh sat back down on his heels and swallowed the rest down. Hugh's dick was rock hard and was pointing straight up. No sooner had Hugh wolfed down that last orgasm, did he look down over at the floor where Mike, Philip and Shane were. Shane was getting close. He was lifting his ass off the floor, shoving his cock into Philip's face and when he'd come back down, he'd go deeper onto Mike's dick. Philip raised up, still kneeling, and began to jack off. Shane began jacking off too and was very near a climax. Hugh crawled over to where he could get better access to Shane's load. Right as he got into position, Shane started to come. Hugh finished jacking him off with his mouth. I'd never seen anyone so cum-hungry. Each time Mike slammed his cock into Shane, more cum would pour onto his stomach. Every drop that fell eventually wound up in Hugh's mouth. Hugh even tongued the cum that had dripped into Shane's navel. Philip moved closer to Mike, who had pulled out and was now jacking off. Hugh was right in the middle. His face was in the center of two dicks on the verge of ejaculating. Philip reached out with his left hand and moved Hugh's face towards his throbbing dick. Hugh opened his mouth right as the first glob of juice shot out of Philip's gigantic dick. Hugh closed his mouth around Philip's dick. Philip emptied his load. Hugh sucked him dry and turned to Mike. He still hadn't swallowed Philip's load yet. I wasn't sure if he'd suck Mike's dick after it had been in Shane's ass or not. But was dying to find out. My dick was rock hard all over again. I was watching Mike's expression to see if I could tell when he was about to cum. Just then, Mike screamed out, "Here I go!" Sure enough, just as the first spurt of jism appeared, Hugh jolted towards Mike's dick. Hugh opened his mouth to take Mike's load and a drop of Philip's juice ran down his chin. Mike emptied his contents into Hugh's already packed mouth and collapsed back onto the floor. Rick spoke up and asked, "who wants to french Hugh?" Mike, Philip and Shane were lying exhausted on the floor. I had been jacking off til I saw everyone in the room looking at me like, "You'll do it". I guess I'd been voted the one to do it. I was so horny and stoned that I really didn't care. Hugh's cheeks were bulging. He threw his head back, ran his fingers back through his hair and knelt down beside me. I had to raise up and look down at him to kiss him. We both opened our mouths and began probing our tongues into each others mouth's. It had to be the strongest tasting cum I'd ever tasted. He shoved my head back and spit this mixture of sex into my mouth. It had to have been at least a cup and a half of sperm. I was still jacking off as his tongue probed the inside of my cum-filled mouth. Rick leaned over and told me to swallow as his soft hands rubbed the length of my neck. Then Rick and I engaged in our own long deep kiss. I grabbed his hard dick with my free hand and began stroking it. Just the idea of this extremely long dick in my fist sparked a fire in my nads. I swallowed little by little as I shot my second load onto my stomach. At the height of my orgasm, I injested the remainder of the two loads. The after taste was delicious.

We all laid around in a pile until it was time for Rick's mom to come home from work. It seems as though everytime I turn around, there are guys in this neighborhood who'll do anything for a quick load.

More later....