Date: Wed, 17 Mar 2010 02:46:48 +0000
From: Matt Buck <matt_v_jellicle@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Fantasy 30

My Fantasy - Chapter 15.3 - Bicycle Race
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.

Copyright notice:

Copyright mattbuck, 2003. Published under the Creative Commons Attribution
Non- commercial No Derivatives licence version 2.0 England and Wales.
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Codes: MMM, Oral (MM, MMM), Anal-Oral (MM), Anal (MM), Domination (M-MM), WAM
(water, mud)



     The next day was a Saturday, and it dawned bright and fresh. After
breakfast, Danny, Tom and I took our bikes and went for a ride in some
woods a few minutes away from my house. We left the others at home - I'm
sure they found a way to pass the time.

     The morning was crisp, and we were only in T-shirts and shorts, but
the exercise kept us warm enough. After three quarters of an hour or so of
just cycling around, Tom suggested a race over a distance we'd covered
earlier.

     "What does the winner get?" Danny inquired.

     "What, you mean money and shit?" Tom replied.

     "I was thinking more on the lines of sexual favours. I want more than
just congratulations when I whip your arse."

     "YOU? Whip MY arse? You've got to be kidding me! You don't stand a
chance. When I whip YOUR arse, you'd better get naked and on your knees to
worship my cock."

     "I don't think so, Tom. I think that after you've tasted my dust,
you'll get on your knees and be fucked by me. You might want to start
pushing fingers up your arse now, to get yourself ready."

     "Uh, guys..." I interrupted, "Since by common consent I'm going to
lose this... what do I do?"

     "You, Matt, can suck off Tom while I fuck him..."

     "Not likely, you're going to be licking my arse and I may even let you
stroke Danny's cock seeing as how you love it so."

     "Oh yeah? I'll be so far ahead I'll have had time to cum five times
before you get there."

     "What? Had a motor fitted have you? I'll still beat you and in fact,
maybe I'll fuck you and let Matt watch."

     "Hey, calm down." I said, "It's just a race. First to the junction in
the path wins - simple. Oh, and... have fun watching my ass disappear into
the distance."

     I ran forwards and jumped on my bike, pedalling away. I heard the
others start behind me but I had a lead, however brief it turned out to be.

     I should have had an advantage as I knew the terrain better, but Tom
and Danny were determined and fitter than I was - Tom flew past on the
first uphill section. It was only ten seconds later, at the crest of the
hill that Danny went past, giving me a slap on my arse as he went. Ah well,
I was bound to lose anyway, so I slacked off a bit. When I reached the
junction Tom was lying naked on the path while an equally naked Danny
sucked his cock, arse towards me. I stripped and with directions from Tom,
got on all fours by Danny joining him in sucking Tom's sweet cock. Our
tongues met over the head, kissing and playing. Tom pushed us off as soon
as we started this.

     "I won. You do as I say. I never said you could kiss. Matt, for
disobedience, you're going to watch your lover take my cock in his mouth,
then up his arse. If you don't want him hurt you'd better get started
licking his arse out. Danny... I want my whole cock down your throat."

     Tom fucking Danny... I could live with that, enjoy it even. Danny
didn't seem too worried either, and started swallowing to get Tom's large
cock down his throat. To say it turned me on watching my boyfriend suck
Tom's cock was an understatement, but I couldn't watch - I had to do one of
my favourite pastimes - licking my lover's sweet arsehole. I crawled around
and put my face between Danny's cheeks, my hands gripping his thighs. The
cold morning had raised goosebumps on his skin, but sweat still clung to
the few hairs in his ass-crack. He shivered as my tongue first touched his
tight arsehole, then wiggled slightly as I set about french kissing
him. Presently I heard Tom whispering, and I looked up to see him pushing
Danny further onto his cock even as he rubbed dirt through my lover's
hair. I thought he was going to lose control for a moment, but he pushed
Danny off and turned him around before rubbing his slick cock up and down
the gorgeous ass. I touched my lips to Danny's forehead, and as he raised
his own to meet mine, Tom pushed in roughly, eliciting a gasp of pain from
Danny - I can't say we really fucked that much, we were just happy to be
together and cuddling, so he was still pretty tight (and Tom had a pretty
large cock). I kissed him while he got through the pain barrier (Tom was
mercifully gentle after the first push), until he started pushing back. I
stood back and looked at my two friends fucking doggy-style on a path
through public woods.

     "Matt, your cock, my arse, NOW." Tom ordered. I spat on my hand and
rubbed it up and down my cock a few times.

     "Will you let me show you something in the woods if I do that for
you?"

     "Yeah, yeah, just fucking do it."

     I knelt behind him and pushed my slick cock against his arsehole,
after a bit of pain it went in and I started fucking him immediately, my
hips hitting his sexy ass cheeks. My lips found his left ear but he pushed
me away, too busy telling my lover how tight his ass was. I could certainly
agree with that sentiment, but Tom's was pretty tight too. My hands were
squeezing his hard chest while we built up to orgasm. He came first, his
arse squeezing my cock tightly while his own cock pumped cum deep into my
lover's arse. I kept fucking him, but as he calmed down he pushed me off,
and pulled out of Danny. As he lay back on the path, his chest rising and
falling rapidly, I moved over and kissed Danny, who seemed exhausted.

     "You enjoy that?" I asked.

     "Yeah," he replied breathlessly, "it was great."

     He sat down, and I sat with him, hugging him gently.



     As soon as Tom had recovered, we dressed again and I led the
procession through the woods, dappled October sunlight of red, yellow and
green washing over us. As we reached the bottom of a gentle hill, I got off
and hid my bike in the bushes. The others followed suit, and I led them on
foot through a thicket and into an area devoid of trunks, but overhung by
branches. In the centre was a pond about thirty feet by fifty, two feet
deep at most. It wasn't any regular shape, but a true coastline of little
bays, except to the north and east where the bank was a muddy curve, gently
sloping into the water. The other sides had banks raised about a foot above
the waterline with thin roots sticking out at odd angles. There was even a
small island in the middle.

     "Not many people know about this place," I explained, "I've never met
another soul down here. I just come here sometimes if I want to be quiet,
or want to play in the mud and the water. You're the first people I've ever
shown it to, and.... I hope you like it."

     "It's brilliant," Tom said, already stripping off again. As soon as he
was naked, he went walking through the mud, taking delight as the brown
muck squished between his toes.  Danny and I also stripped and jumped into
the water holding hands, making a big splash. The water was pretty cold,
and immediately goosebumps appeared all over our bodies. As the water only
came to just above our knees, at least our privates were spared the brunt
of the cold. We waded over to the island, and sat on it, our feet in the
water, watching Tom in the mud. He was picking up handfuls and rubbing them
over his legs until they were totally covered. I put my arm around Danny's
slender shoulders and hugged him, as Tom now waded towards us, the mud
clearing from his legs. I leant back, pulling Danny with me until we were
on our backs before rolling onto him and kissing him. Our hard cocks rubbed
against each other and through our pubes, setting off a lustful reaction
resulting in us kissing more and more passionately, tongues licking each
other's lips. A slick hand gripped my shoulder, and I reluctantly rolled
off Danny to look at Tom.

     "Danny... I fucked you, I just want you to know that you... both of
you..." his eyes met mine, "take me however you like."

     I looked Danny, my eyes meeting his.

     "Your call." I said.

     Danny thought about it for a minute, licked his lips at me, then said,

     "Well Tom, I forgive you, but I'm going to fuck you anyway. Get on all
fours down there."

     Tom did as he was told, with his back just above the water. Danny
climbed on just behind his neck, and motioned for me to join him. I sat as
far back as I could, my legs in the cold water and my arms around my lover,
holding tight. At Danny's order, Tom started moving towards the muddy
bank. I removed my right arm from Danny's chest so I could rub Tom's ass as
he crawled across the pond. We disembarked as our ride crawled onto the
bank, promptly to be pushed over by Danny.

     "Dirty fuck for you, Tom. I want you covered in mud before either me
or Matt lay a finger on you. Just don't get your face messy - I want the
facial you're going to get from Matt to show up." Tom started rolling in
the muck and I went over to Danny, who had a handful of mud and was rubbing
his cock with it. "Remind you of John's meet?" he asked me.

     "Sort of. You can't sink in this mud, plus you didn't smell of sweat
back then," I laughed, pulling him into a hug. His body was warm compared
to the morning air. Tom's mouth, however.... that would be hot.

     "Ready yet, Tom?" Danny asked rhetorically, it was plain to see that
there wasn't a square inch of clean skin on Tom. Danny knelt, pushing Tom
into position and ran his muddy cock up and down Tom's ass before pushing a
few inches in. Tom was eager, and pushed back immediately until his muddy
ass was touching Danny. I slapped Danny's ass, and went round to Tom's
face, and sat in the mud. He immediately started sucking me, and I leant
forward so my face was as close to Danny as possible. It was no good; there
was no way I could reach to kiss him. Instead, I grabbed handfuls of mud
and rubbed them around Tom's ass, filling his crack so Danny was fucking
through a few inches of mud, then Tom's arse.

     If the anal fucking was fazing Tom, he didn't show it - his tongue was
working me to delicious ecstasy - sucking, licking, teasing. I put my hands
on his head, keeping him there, even though I knew he'd do it simply as
part of his "punishment".

     "Are you ready to swallow, Tom?" I asked, pushing harder on his
head. His licking was increasing to fever pitch, and taking me along for
the ride. One final lick to my cock and I came in his mouth, he pulling
back a bit to catch it all in his mouth. Through my orgasm I kept looking
at Danny who with a violent ram, came in Tom's hot ass in a reverse of
previously. I collapsed back, and Tom started clawing his way up my body,
hot but mud- slicked until he was covering me, then brought his lips to
mine in a kiss as his hard cock rubbed against my soft one. That didn't
last long, though, as Danny soon rolled Tom off me, and lay down on me
himself, meeting my lips tenderly, and licking away the mud from Tom's kiss
before letting me suck gently on his tongue. He got up, and helped me up
too, smiling happily as his muddy cock deflated. I never let go of his hand
as we walked into the water and dunked ourselves to get clean, and
unwillingly let go as we went to change back into our clothes for going
back home. We did have a bit more fun on the way - we stuffed Tom's clothes
into our own pants and made him cycle back naked except for his shoes.