Date: Sun, 14 Mar 2010 18:57:34 +0000
From: Matt Buck <matt_v_jellicle@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Fantasy 28

My Fantasy - Chapter 13.1 - Gym Sex
By mattbuck
matt_v_jellicle@hotmail.com

Disclaimer:

The following story is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to real
events is entirely coincidental. Furthermore, it is a story of graphic
sexual content which you may find shocking, disturbing, disgusting or
otherwise offensive. By continuing, you agree that you are reading this of
your own free will, and that it is legal for you to view such content, and
thus that all responsibility for your actions rests with you.

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Copyright mattbuck, 2003. Published under the Creative Commons Attribution
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Codes: MMM, Oral (MM), Anal (MM), Anal-Oral (MM), Feet, Sweat


     It was the penultimate day of my penultimate year at school, and I was
in the gym as a sports option. I changed with Ben, and we were the only
ones there. His ass wasn't the nicest I'd seen, but it was covered in
briefs that were nearly see-through, so that kind of made up for it. We
played squash, Ben beating me fairly easily. We were about to start a
second game when Tom turned up, and asked for a game. Ben decided to play
him, and I could see him stripping on the balcony above the court. We
swapped places, and I watched the game with the teacher supervising us. To
tell the truth, the game was making me horny: watching Tom and Ben's asses
in tight white shorts... gorgeous. What I really wanted, though, was for
the supervisor to leave so I could start sniffing Tom's trousers, and maybe
get a fuck. I never got a chance for the first one, as we were told to get
changed again after Ben and Tom's match (Tom won easily). However, we were
left to get changed on our own, the squash courts having been locked and
there being nothing of value in the changing rooms. I made the first move,
going over to Tom and inhaling deeply of his sweat, before kissing him on
the lips.

     "You know," Tom commented when I released him, "Considering how sweaty
you are, I wouldn't have thought you'd be up to any more exercise."

     "I think I'll cope." I replied. "Come on, get that shirt off before I
come in my pants just from looking at you."

     Tom didn't oblige me; he just sat on the bench, erotically rubbing his
hands up and down his chest, accentuating the slight sweat stains. Ben,
however, did start stripping. He was about as fat as me (i.e. too wide, but
not heavy) and obviously hard. We decided that since Tom won, he chose who
to fuck, but Ben could choose which order. As overall loser, I had no say
whatsoever. Tom decided he was going to fuck me, and have Ben fuck him;
while Ben decided to fuck last, and be fucked second. All of which meant
that Tom was going to fuck me first, then I'd fuck Ben, and Ben would fuck
Tom. While they decided this, I stripped off totally, leaving my shorts,
shirt and boxers on the floor with my trainers and socks. There was already
a drop of pre-cum on the tip of my cock, which stuck out proudly. I sat
behind Ben, with my legs wrapped around him, my bare chest against his bare
back, my cock rubbing against his rough gym shorts. I loved the way the
sweat made us stick together, and the way he smelt... There is something
about sweat that makes me so incredibly horny. My lips brushed his ear, a
string of light kisses over the left side of his head. With one arm around
his chest, my other hand slowly moved down his stomach, invading his
shorts. I rubbed him through his pants, letting him shiver with
pleasure. Finally, I started pulling both shorts and pants off as one, he
raised his ass to let them slide down his legs, only to get stuck on his
shoes. I looked down at his six inches of hard cock, and then over at Tom
who was sitting back and watching us, still fully clothed, but rubbing the
bulge in the front of his shorts.

     "Ben, open your legs." I whispered. I moved round in front of him,
crawling on the ground and pushing up through the O-shape his legs made. I
ran my tongue up the underside of his cock as his legs wrapped around me,
and used my hands to try and untie his shoelaces behind my back. I wasn't
having much luck, and was even considering stopping sucking, when I felt
Tom's warm hands cover mine, and do the job for me. The shoes were removed,
and I could feel him get the top of Ben's sock between his teeth and pull
it off. I felt him do the second one, and then he dangled the first in my
face, while doing the same with the second to Ben. I stopped sucking, and
took the sock from Tom, before putting it on Ben's cock, and starting
sucking again, through the sock, tasting the sweat. I watched Ben start
sucking his own sock, and could tell that Tom had started sucking Ben's
toes. Three friends, united by a common taste. However, that wasn't what we
were there for.

     "Come on, Matt. I want your arse." Tom laughed.

     I stopped sucking, and said: "Well, Tom... get naked, tongue my ass
and then I'll let you. It had better be a good show." I sat on the bench
beside Ben, my left arm around his shoulders, and shared a kiss with him,
while Tom lay on the floor. He put his feet up to us, and we obliged by
taking off his shoes and socks. I gently rubbed his (left) foot, and sucked
his small toes one-by-one before taking his big toe and sucking it as if it
were a cock. He pulled it out, and placed the front of his heel on my chin,
rubbing his foot over my face, his toes at the top of my forehead. I could
see his other foot out of the corner of my eye, teasing Ben's wet cock. The
feet were removed, and Tom stood up again. This time he teasingly removed
his white T-shirt, exposing his hard chest. Delicious and so, so
erotic. The shorts went next, him standing on the bench, his feet placed
between our legs so he could play with us as he slid the shorts off and
down his sexy legs. But what was left was better. A simple pair of
blue/grey pants straining to cover the bulge of his 61/2" cock, about at
the top of our heads. We started licking his legs, when he stepped down,
and turned his back to us, shaking his shorts off from around his feet
casually, and started rubbing his ass, before moving back towards us, me
first, and rubbing me in the face. I felt I ought to get a five pound note
out and stick it inside his pants, it was so like the lapdances I'd seen on
TV. However, we'd pay for this later, me with an ass and Ben with a
cock. Finally, his ass was exposed, the pants were sliding down his legs,
faster at the outside, making them roll up as they got down his legs, only
to be given a flick of a toe to send them to the other side of the room. He
bent over, pulling his cheeks apart, showing us his asshole. Now he turned
round, showing us his cock. I got up, and lay down across one of the wooden
benches in the middle of the room, holding my legs up for Tom to get at my
asshole.

     "VERY nice show, Tom." I said. "Now, get my ass ready and then you can
fuck it.  Ben, could you get me Tom's pants, or yours? I want something to
sniff."

     As Tom knelt and started licking my ass, and I let myself focus on the
pleasure, Ben indeed gave me something to sniff. He knelt on the bench,
straddling me, and lowered his ass to my face, my nose going straight up
his ass-crack. The stench hit me first, followed by the dampness. I'd
wondered why Ben seemed to be sweating so little on his forehead compared
to me. I'd just assumed that it was because he was fitter. Now I knew the
truth - it just all came out around his arse. I immediately started licking
him, knowing that he'd need it for when I shoved my cock up there. Damn, he
was tight. As I licked Ben's ass, and as Tom licked mine, I felt Ben touch
my legs, and move them. Both my big toes were drawn together and sucked
into his mouth. This was ecstasy. Tom and Ben both stopped, and Ben leant
forward, giving me a brief breath of fresh air, and a chance to actually
see his puckered asshole, now covered in my saliva. I could tell what was
coming next. A sudden wet, hard warmth next to my cold wet asshole. Two
warm hands on my ass cheeks, pulling them apart.  The ass descending over
my face again, as I feel a pressure on my ass. The pressure increased as my
muscles fought to keep the invader out, but to no avail. Tom's cock slid
into me, stretching my ass wide open and taking me to a land of
delirium. My toes were being sucked again, as Ben rubbed his ass up and
down my face. Tom slowly pushed further into me, filling me totally, until
he was resting against my ass. It felt so good, being so full, I was
moaning into Ben's ass as I licked. I started trying to make Tom fuck me,
and he obliged, pulling out slowly then pushing back in. Gradually he got
faster on the instroke, but he was still making me savour him pulling
out. Oh god, he was so fucking good. I now had my hands on Tom's ass,
pulling him into me harder, even though he was fucking me as hard as he
could. I just wanted more. More arse, more cock, more of anything, just
keep, keep fucking.  Dammit, please harder! I could just feel Tom's
arsehole with the tip of my fingers, felt it twitching. Harder he slammed,
until he let out a loud,

     "FUCK!!!!" as he came, spraying his cum deep into my ass, he pulled
out, and I felt shots hit my ass, stomach and finally cock as he
finished. I squeezed the final drops out of his cock and onto mine, before
pushing Ben off me, relishing the sweet air. I got up, and knelt next to
Tom, kissing him on the lips.

     "Thanks, Tom." I whispered. He wrapped his hand round my cock, and
pumped it a few times, smearing his cum over me. He held up his hand to my
face, and I eagerly cleaned it, tasting his delicious cum for the first
time today. I felt Ben start to tongue and clean my ass, as I collected the
cum from my stomach onto my finger, and fed it to Tom. He smiled at me,
licking his lips erotically. Now it was my turn. I moved away from Ben, and
told him to get up on the bench as I had been. I knelt and gave his ass a
last lick, and rubbed my cum- slippery cock, letting Tom lick the cum off
as he settled his ass over Ben's face. The floor was hard, and a bit
uncomfortable, so I grabbed Ben's T-shirt to cushion my knees, then knelt
up so my cock was positioned by his asshole. Tom was watching my cock
eagerly, his own already re-inflating. I gripped Ben's ass, and pushed
myself into him. He was looser than I expected, and I was up to the hilt
almost immediately. Judging from the moans coming from Tom's ass, Ben was
enjoying this a lot. I was too. I started to slowly move in and out, a
gentle rhythm to start with, a warm up for the finale. I held my eyes on
Tom's, not really staring, just keeping eye contact. Suddenly, the moment
was broken by a loud "frupppp" sound, followed by Ben trying to push Tom
off. Tom wasn't having any of it, however, and settled his weight more onto
Ben's face.

     "Farting in your friend's face? Not very nice, Tom." I joked as I
started to speed up.

     "Smells good to me." He replied nonchalantly, forcefully moving Ben's
hands from the bottom of his legs to the top so he couldn't be pushed off.

     "You're into that stuff?" I asked. "Because if you are, I'd like to
play."

     "What bits are you interested in?" Ben finally ceased struggling,
apparently the air getting slightly better down there.

     "I tried shit eating once, and it was disgusting. I'd do piss play and
farts, though."

     "Sound good to me, but I don't think Ben would like to join in." He
laughed, and rubbed his ass further into Ben's face. Just watching Tom do
this made me even hornier, and I was pumping as hard and as fast as I could
into Ben's now-abused asshole. I felt the cum welling up, and tried to hold
off as long as I could, one last push into Ben's ass sealed it, and I could
hold the cum no longer. The first shot spurted deep into Ben's ass, the
second hitting the outside of his ass as I withdrew, the third his stomach,
the fourth and fifth spurting less far until it came only as a dribble down
onto Ben's ass. I collapsed backwards onto the cold floor,
satisfied. Through half-lidded eyes, I saw Tom scoop up some cum from Ben's
chest on his finger, and suck it off. He got up, pulled Ben up and kissed
him, sharing my cum. I went behind Ben, and put my lips to his ass, sucking
up all the cum. I was in a better position to appreciate his ass now that I
could breathe while doing so, and I took full advantage of it. I didn't
want to give Ben all the attention, however, and as they kissed, moved
round to lick Tom's ass instead. This was the first time I'd really had a
chance to appreciate it properly, every other time I'd been interrupted in
some way, now... it was mine and I was determined to enjoy it before Ben
started fucking. It was damp from Ben's earlier tongue-bath, but still
smelt wonderfully of Tom. I pushed as far in as I could, and, wrapping my
lips around his asshole, shoved my tongue inside him. I think he decided to
have some fun, in light of our conversation, because as soon as I did this,
he farted into my mouth, making me slightly dizzy from lack of
oxygen. Quickly, I breathed out through my mouth and in through my nose,
savouring the now-second-hand fart. I went back to licking his arse,
enjoying the sweat and loving the feel of it against my cheeks. I could
have lived in there, until Ben pulled me out by the hair.

     "Come on, Tom. You'll be loose enough now." He said. "On your knees."

     Tom complied, getting ready to be fucked doggie-style. I moved away,
and sat on a bench against the wall where I could watch the fuck, waiting
to see when would be a good point to join in. Tom raised his head to look
at me, and I saw his expression change from waiting to pain to pleasure as
Ben pushed in. Ben had his hands on Tom's thighs, pulling himself in as Tom
pushed back. He was up to the hilt quickly, and pulled out again, rubbing
his cock up and down Tom's ass crack, before pushing in again. This
continued for a while, before Ben seemed to tire of it, and started just
fucking in and out of Tom's oh-so-sweet arse.  I got up, and walked towards
them, running a finger along Tom's back. I sat down behind Ben, my legs
crossed, and sucked the middle three fingers of my right hand, before using
my left to hold his ass cheeks open. His ass was still slightly open from
my fucking him a few minutes previously, and I used it to my full
advantage, plunging my fingers in quickly. I just wiggled them, keeping my
hand still and allowing Ben's thrusting into Tom to fuck himself.  After a
minute or so, I pulled them out and sucked them one after the other into my
mouth, cleaning and tasting them. I quickly pushed them back in again, and
started moving them in and out at irregular intervals to keep Ben
guessing. As I did this, I took my left hand away to stroke Ben's balls. I
gently squeezed them in my hands as I watched Ben's rhythm speed up, my
hand now fucking in and out as hard as I could in a faster rhythm than even
his. I felt his balls move up against him as he came, spurting his cum deep
into Tom's ass. I could imagine the expressions of delight on both their
faces, and could hear Ben's moan of happiness. I removed my fingers and
stood up as Ben pulled himself out of Tom and also stood.

     "Enjoy that, Ben?" I asked him, as I moved my lips towards his. All
that he could say before they met was,

     "Yes..." I put one arm around the top of his back, and used my other
hand to hold onto his ass as we swapped tongues. I closed my eyes, and
opened my mind fully to the sensations of his lips kissing me, his warm
body against mine... He licked his lips as we parted, smiling at
me. Gorgeous. I noticed that Tom had got up, and had collected our
underwear: his own blue pants, my red boxers and Ben's white see-through
pants. He suggested that we each take a pair that wasn't ours, and told Ben
to choose since he seemed in a hurry to leave. Ben chose my boxers, and
started getting dressed after taking a good sniff of them. He used his
T-shirt as a towel, before using what must have been half a can of
deodorant. He kissed us both on the cheek, before running out the door in
his suit.

     I turned to Tom, and said,

     "Well, I guess this means I get your pants."

     He smiled at me, and asked me about what I'd done in the way of
piss-play.

     "I've done a few things," I replied, "It'd take a long time to tell
you everything, though." I suddenly noticed that we'd migrated over to the
urinals.

     "We can't play now, too risky and smelly. How would you explain why
your breath smelt of piss?"

     He laughed at this, and just started pissing into the bowl. I started
doing the same, into the same bowl, teasing his ear with my tongue.

     "All the same, I do have a party you might like to go to... I'll email
you details."

      When we'd both finished, we started getting changed, but only into
the underwear: me into Tom's, Tom into Ben's. He walked to the centre of
the changing room, and did a twirl.

     "How do I look?" He joked.

     "Hot," was my only reply, before I was there with him, kissing him,
grinding myself against him. Our cocks were both hard again, and straining
at the elastic, Tom's especially visible. He went down onto his knees, and
started sucking my cock through his pants. I pushed him off, and pulled him
up before going down low myself, sucking his cock and then rubbing my face
into his arse. We got up and kissed once more, before washing our faces to
remove any lingering ass smells, changing into our school clothes and
leaving, our arms draped over each other. We shared a last lingering kiss
in the last spot that couldn't easily be seen from anywhere in the school,
before going our separate ways. That night, I was masturbating with his
pants over my face.