Date: Sun, 4 Oct 1998 15:11:22 EDT
From: Roarrr201@aol.com
Subject: "cumming off age" Part III

CUMMIN' OFF AGE

by: Roarrr201@aol.com

Copyright by Roarrr201@aol.com. All rights reserved.

Warning: If you are offended by sex between men, you should stop reading
now. This story is a fantasy. People frequently have unsafe sex in it -
please don't feel encouraged to do the same. You might risk your life.

Comments and constructive criticism are very wellcome and encouraged;
flames will be ignored.


Part III

First Tom - bent over the desk, his mouth stuffed by Tennyson's drilling
dick, his ass high up in the air - had felt hands that tentatively traced
each curve and contour of his asscheeks. Then a warm breathing had softly
ruffled the dark fuzz that covered his strong, firm globes. Slowly the
pressure of those hands increased. Acting on impulse Tom flexed his solid
buttocks, firming them to muscular hardness. Then the long-fingered, strong
hands opened the deep cleft between his buns wide open and a tongue - long,
firm and wet - began to lick at the puckered, quivering ring muscle of his
hole, brushing with a teasing roughness across the spasming sensitivity of
his virgin butthole.

Shocked by the fact that a stranger had joined him and the guard who still
fucked his mouth with long probing shoves Tom pushed himself off Tennyson's
drooling dick. He wanted to see the intruder and tried to turn around only
to find himself held firmly in place by the muscular security
guard. Tennyson griped his head and shoulders with strong hands and
snarled:

"Hey, where do you think your're going? You're going nowhere!"

Tom wanted to cry out for help but to his own great surprise his lips did
not form the proper words: instead he heard just a long exstatic moan. It
sounded strange in his ears, but without a doubt it was his own voice he
heard. And then his body gained the upper hand over his mind: the
stranger's tongue, brushing with a teasing roughness over his spasming
asshole, shot a wave of raw lust through his spine and groin that made his
stiff cock twitch and jerk. Suddenly he did not care anymore whose tongue
it was that lapped teasingly at his butthole - the wet tongue and the
overwhelmingly strong pleasure it brought him were all that mattered. He
spread his legs wide and tried to meet the intruding tongue. With closed
eyes he heard himself stammer phrases he had read in those gay porn novels
he had so eagerly devoured lately. They just seemed the right thing to say
and he felt that voicing them made him even more horny:

"Yeah... that's hot... so fuckin' hot! Get your face in there between my
buns and eat me... eat me good! Yeah, like that... like that. Give me your
tongue. I'll open up for you... wide... and let you in."

Tennyson, his huge cock hovering right before Tom's face, chuckled: "You're
a natural, boy!"

Right at the same moment the stranger who kneeled behind Tom lunged
forward, pressing his face firmly into the sweaty, hairy valley between the
solid arcs of the boy's asscheeks, clamping his hot lips at the quivering
ring muscle and his long tongue probed deep into Tom's butthole. The boy,
his big meat throbbing strongly entrapped between his firm stomach and the
sticky table, groaned with pleaure,rocking backward, grinding his ass
passionately against the man's face. Once again words came easy:

"Ohhh, Christ.... give me your tongue! Suck my ass! Ohhh, fuck... do
it... rim me... give me that hot, wet tongue of yours... going up my ass!
Ohhh, yeah... keep suckin' ass, you horny bastard!"

The guard chuckled again: "A real natural!"  And with that he shoved his
rock-hard dick back into the boy's mouth, thus cutting short his filthy
shant. The combined sensations of a huge, throbbing shaft of manmeat
filling his mouth and a wet, twirling tongue stretching his ass pushed Tom
over the edge: he sobbed a stiffled cry of pleasure around the guard's
pistoning dick, his heart hammered and, shoving his ass back against the
stranger's face urgently, his aching balls drew close to his groin and his
cock seemed to double in size and length. And then he felt a huge load of
cum pumped up in his dick until it was at his cockhead, the piss-slit
opening up and releasing the first violent volley. Trapped between the
slippery desk and his sweating body Tom's throbbing rod shot jet after jet
of hot, steaming cum on the table until his thrashing upper torso slid
around in a large pool of jism. For long moments all he could do was grunt
and groan, writhe and moan as again and again his cock seemed to recoil and
then erupt with a new flow of thick cum. Then, to his disapointment and
relief, a final gush of jism erupted from his jerking dick and he knew the
climax was over.

Still Tom knew that he was in the company of two men who hadn't cum yet.

Breathing hard around Tennyson's now gently rocking dick Tom heard the
guard chuckle again: "Mhhh, looks like the boy has lost his load. What do
you think? I'd say that solves the problem of lubrification."

Slowly the probing tongue left Tom's spasming asshole and a hand sneaked
under his heaving body and scooped up a generous amount of his warm, sticky
cum. Still almost unconscious from his shattering orgasm the boy felt that
the stranger who kneeled behind him began to spread his own cum in his
already well-licked butthole. Of course Tom knew exactly what would happen
next. Surprisingly his dick had not gone soft right after his climax and it
became completely hard again when three long, slimy fingers stretched his
twitching ring muscle. He felt himself loosening up and he was ready for
his first fuck - he wanted it, he needed it. Expectantly he waited that
something more substantial would replace the inadequate probe of those
fingers. Sexy and titillating as it was it just wasn't enough. He wanted
more - he wanted a huge, hard, throbbing dick up his ass - he waited and
longed for it eagerly, but also fearfully.

With some confusion Tom realized that the image of his father shot through
his mind for a second or two, the image of his dad as he had seen him once
in the shover when they had gone for a swim in the local public pool just
before the family had been split up by his parent's divorce: the towering
figure of a handsome, dark man with hard, well defined muscles and heaving
chest, a large bulge and taut asscheeks straining the fabric of his tight,
slighty worn trunks, drops of water glistening in the thick mat of dark
hair that covered his strong pecs, his flat stomach and his long, muscular
legs. Puzzled Tom felt his asshole twitch and his dick started to leak
pre-cum again. But then the image was gone .

Finally the man behind Tom stood up. A strong body, emanating an incredible
heat and the overpowering scent of sweat and sex, moved over the boy's bent
upper torso. A hard cock brushed across the glowing skin of his asscheeks
and gently probed into the wet valley between them that dripped with spit
and cum. With closed eyes Tom held his breath in anticipation. He wanted to
concentrate on the moment when he was taken by a man for the very first
time. The locker-room fuck with the blond man just a few moments before had
been his most intense sexual experience so far but he knew by instinct that
the next moments would be even more decisive. He had shoved his dick into
the blond man's tight hole almost without thinking, lost in passing moment
of pure sex. This here was different: now he wanted man-to-man sex with all
his heart, he wanted to be fucked and he knew that he would enjoy it just
as much - or maybe even more so - than his active part earlier on. Tennyson
was right: he was a natural at these things and he rejoiced at that fact.

The guard who sensed the boy's mounting agitation, reluctantly stopped his
mouth-fuck and slowly withdrew his pulsing shaft from Tom's lips. His head
resting on the table, eyes still tightly shut, Tom was prepared. The
stranger was now on top of him. The strong, heavy body pressed the boy
down. Soft lips nuzzled his ear. Tom sighed.

And then the man began to shove his dick into Tom's asshole. The boy gasped
when the huge prickhead entered him. Against his will he suddenly panicked
and tried to fight, to resist, but the man's strong hands held him firmly
in place.

"Relax, baby!", the man whispered into his ear with a rasping voice: "Don't
fight! Relax, open up for me!"

Murmuring more soothing words into the boy's ear the man slowly began to
shove his rockhard dick deeper into the tight, well-lubricated hole before
him. Very slowly and cautiously he drilled one inch of his huge cock into
the boy's spasming hole and paused for a while to give Tom time to
adjust. Then he shoved forward again and waited, taking his time, shoved
deeper still and waited.  While inch after inch of hot dick slowly slit
into his ass, going further and further up, Tom's mind spinned.  His
breathing became irregular. This was a monster cock! He could not believe
how long and thick and hard and hot it was. There seemed to be no end to
it. He longed to see this dick, to touch it with his hands but at the same
he wanted it to be in his ass, right there, up to the hilt. He knew even
more strongly than before that it belonged there, that he had waited for a
very long time just for this: to be fucked by a man, a real man with strong
arms that held him in place while he worked a huge rod of manmeat into
him. The man's chest hair scratched at Tom's back. He heard him moan:

"Ohhh, baby, this is so hot! So hot!! I'm almost... almost in! This is one
of the hottest assholes I've ever had... and believe me, I
had... many... of them, many! Ohh... here it comes, baby! This is the
last... the last inch... of my fuckin'... eleven inches!!"

Tom whimpered with shuddering delight when he felt the firm solidity of the
man's strongly muscled lower belly and tighs pressed hard against his
ass-cheeks. The man's hairy balls slapped softly on Tom's upturned butt.
He had it all! He had taken every last one of those hot, throbbing inches
of thick dick, had them inside him, eleven inches of thick, pulsing dick,
stretching into him, feeling as though they could swell even more, stretch
out until they reached right up into his throat. Slowly he opened his
eyes. His gaze fell on the man's hand on the desk, fingers spread wide to
support the strong torso that now hovered above Tom's bent body. Instantly
the boy noticed a golden ring at one of the man's fingers. For a second his
heart stopped to beat. Arching his neck completely to the right he finally
saw out of the corner of his eyes the man whose thick rod pulsed and
throbbed deep down in his butthole: head tilted forward, waves of long,
blond hair wreathing his down-turned face the man whom Tom had fucked in
the locker-room earlier on gazed down on him.

"Hi again", the man said casually.

He grinned broadly and shoved his dick even deeper into Tom's ass. The boy
gasped - as much because of surprise as because of the man's sudden lunge
forward into his already well-stretched hole. Teasingly slowly the man
pulled his pulsing dick back until only the large head was still trapped in
the boy's clamping ring muscle.

"Who... are... you?," Tom managed to ask fighting for his breath - he was
after all a well-bred boy.

"Call me Bob," the man answered and thrust his dick back into Tom's
spasming butthole with just one long shove.

Tom moaned. He tried to speak again but when he opened his mouth Tennyson,
who was still right on front of the table, his dick rock-hard and oozing
pre-cum, took advantage of this opportunity: he forced his dickhead once
again between Tom's lips, spreading them wide. The boy's head was spinning
with delight when he felt himself impaled from both sides. He lashed out
with eager, juicy tongue, laving the entire surface of Tennyson's
jaws-stretching cockhead with spit, and then groaned with exctacy as he
felt both men lean into him at the same time, driving their dicks slowly
into his body, one went into his mouth and throat, his lips already aching
with the effort of absorbing so much volume, the other one went up into his
ass, stretching as wide as possible and feeling as though it must rip apart
from the almost unbearable pressue of all that big meat sliding into
him. Then both men were inside him right up to the hilt. Two cocks, pulsing
and throbbing wildly, filled Tom up completely. They stretched so far into
his body that they seemed to meet somewhere in his belly, cockhead brushing
against cockhead, two steady streams of pre-cum mingling in his guts.

The guard and the blond man whose name Tom had just learned kissed above
the boy's bent, writhing figure: their mouths met, tongues darting out,
battling, swirling around each other, laving each other, ramming into the
other mouth as deep as possible, up and down, back and forth, eager to
reach every area of it. Small drops of spit fell on the hot skin of Tom's
heaving back. His view obstructed by Tennyson's muscular torso Tom could
only guess what happened above him but the sounds he heard spurred his
imagination. He longed to join the two men in their sensuous kiss and
regreted that nature had not endowed man with two mouths so that he would
be able to suck and kiss at the same time.

Gasping, panting, breathless, silently pleading for more, Tom then reached
behind him with trembling hands and grasped Bob's taut asscheeks and tried
to draw him even closer. He motioned the man to fuck him hard and was
instantly rewarded by a relentless thrust up his butthole. Tongues still
struggling in their clamping mouths Bob and the guard set up an
accelerating rhythm of fucking.

Their movements were synchronised: each time the blond man behind Tom
slammed forward, burying the whole length of his giant eleven inch hard-on
in the boy's spasming hole Tennyson retracted and pulled his throbbing
shaft out of the boy's eagerly sucking mouth until just the head of it
still stuck in the wet crevice - and then he surged forward, driving his
drooling dick back into Tom's throat while Bob eased his drooling dick
back. Tom, writhing and squirming on the slippery table, tried to unhinge
his jaws and opened up his ass as wide as he could. He stroked and explored
Tennyson's powerful legs and his taut asscheeks, fingertips fluttering
tentatively, working their way up and down on the man's thighs, brushing
repeatedly over the pulsing tension of rocking, flexing ass. Tom heard the
guard grunt approvingly when he finally shoved one of his fingers inside
the cleft between Tennyson's taut asscheeks, found his spasming ring muscle
and drilled his finger gradually inside until it sank up into the man's
clenching asshole to the knuckle and stayed there. At the same time the boy
clamped his buttocks tight around Bob's probing, thrusting dick, trying to
capture the pulsing, thick shaft. He felt full of cock and lube, both his
ass and his throat slick and slimy with the copious flow of pre-cum that
ozzed out of both the invading, drilling cocks. The room reverberated with
moans, groans and the juicy, wet sound of kissing, sucking and
fucking. Every now and then Bob and the guard broke their wild kiss for
shouts of lust and pleasure:

"Great ass!"

"Great mouth!"

"Shove your dick into that tight asshole, man!"

"Give him your cock! Up to the hilt!Drive it home!"

"Fuck him, man. Fuck that boy! Fuck his ass!"

"Fuck that face!Yeah, make his jaws ache! Drive it home, that big cock of
yours!"

When Tom let Tennyson's dick slip out of his mouth for a moment because he
desparately needed some air the blond man, still fucking him like there
would be no tomorrow, bent down his upper torso and brought his lips down
on Tom's mouth. Once their lips had touched the boy responded with fierce
passion. Straining his neck he brought his head up from the table as far as
he could and eagerly opened his mouth to receive his first kiss - the first
real kiss - from a man. Just the thought of it had made his drooling dick
jerk earlier on - now it was happening. Bob slipped his tongue forward and
with a spirited glee he drove it inside between Tom's opened lips. The boy
gasped: he couldn't help but be impressed by the talented way in which the
older man circulated his tongue: it twisted and turned arousingly around
his own tongue. Once again Tom learned very quickly: with a groan of
lustfull excitement he sucked hard to pull Bob's tongue as far inside his
mouth and throat as possible. Then, never breaking the pressure of their
swirling tongues against each other, he tried to shove back deep into the
other man's throat but Bob's tongue kept squirming around in his mouth
until the man retaliated by pulling Tom's eager tongue so relentlessly deep
into his mouth that it tantalizingly hurt at the roots.

After several moments they felt their wet, juicy kiss separated by the
thick column of Tennyson's dick: the security guard shoved his prickhead
between their clamping lips and wrestling tongues. Both Tom and Bob started
to lick and lap at the man's throbbing cock, tongues darting out while both
men worked their way up and down again on the whole length of pulsing
manmeat that arched proudly high up into the air between their heads, their
mouths meeting at the head where they eagerly slurped up the man's salty
pre-cum, kissing again with swirling tongues around the huge, throbbing
prickhead. At the same time Tom still received a glorious fuck from the man
who was on top of him. They writhed and battled, their sweaty bodies heaved
and convulsed, slapping determinedly together, crashing into each other
again and again. Tom tossed helplessly on the wet desk, his body rocked,
his asshole spasmed and strangled and eased and released as Bob pumped his
huge, drooling dick in and out and in and out again of the boy's tight,
slippery hole. Tom felt that he needed to cum fast - or his cock and balls
would explode. Obviously Tennyson was coming close, too: his breathing
became more and more strained. In a husky voice he exclaimed:

"Ohhh, guys, keep doin' that... and I'll shoot... shoot my my load any
second. This is so hot... two guys goin' down on me... at the same
time... two tongues at my dick... two cock-suckers waitin' for my cum,
waitin' for me to shoot my load. This is so hot. I... I can't...  hey,
guys... watch out... watch out... here... it comes... here comes my
load... for both of you. HERE! HERE!"

With gasping mouth and bulging eyes both Tom and Bob watched as every
muscle in the guard's strong body tensed, as his rockhard dick throbbed,
expanded and swelled, jerked and then throbbed again, finally, as the first
burst of white, hot cum shot out of the gaping lips of his cockhead,
washing their faces, mouths and chins, and then another convulsion and
another gush of jism, forcing another and still another aching, agonizing
release of more cum until the torrent eased off to a steady stream,
cascading down the pulsing length of the man's huge, spurting dick where
both Tom and Bob slurped it up, lapping at the throbbing, cum-covered shaft
with caressing, swirling tongues, eager not to miss the slightest drop of
cum, sharing it in long kisses, feeding each other with more and more blobs
of hot, sticky jism. Tom swallowed the tasty substance passionately, he
drank it down with fierce urgency and felt his mind spin while he savoured
the thick, rich, slightly salty cream. The strange, new taste excited him
beyond all measure and he felt that he wanted more, by far more than
Tennyson could offer although the man had drenched his balls entirely and
had cum so hard and in such quantities that it could be counted as two
loads of jism.

This violent explosion of cum was very quickly followed by two more: Bob
was next. His body rose and fell, plunged and retreated, driving his
massive cock deep into Tom's quivering butthole, pulling it out to tip of
the lube-ozzing head, shoving it back again, his balls bouncing and
slapping, giving the moaning boy all he had to give. The man's breath
became short and laboured as he cried out:

"Damn it, stud... I'm about to bust. Damn... it's so fuckin' hot... so
hot. Ohhh, shit, man, yeah! Yeahhh!!"

Tom responded enthusiastically, his voice a harsh, husky snarl:

"Ohhh, fuck me, stud! I knew this would feel better... than
anything... ever... ohhhhh... yeah! Fuck! Fuck me! Fast!! Fast and hard!!
Deep!!"

Bob screamed, helplessly, grapped Tom's buttocks with both hands and drove
his jerking dick once again all the way into the boy's ass, pushed with all
his strength, plunged as deep as he could, burying himself to the balls in
the boy's squeezing, convulsing ass. His body tensed and strained, he held
his breath for a seemingly endless moment while everything became still,
frozen, but then he felt that his balls began to pump up hot, boiling cum
into his throbbing dick. His body shook, he slammed his aching, burning
dick back into Tom's tight butt for the last time and shouted:

"I'm gonna... cum, man! I'm... I'm... cummin'!! Cummin'!!"

Whimpering, moaning, sobbing Tom felt the convulsive spams of Bob's
shattering orgasm in his conctracting asshole as blast after blast of hot
jism shot out of the man's expanding, throbbing dick in his virgin ass,
hitting at his prostrate, inundating his guts with the cum of the man he
had fucked earlier that day. It felt as though Bob's entire body was
melting and flowing into his butt in an overwhelmingly strong, torrential
stream of spunk. The more Bob came and shot and came and shot into his ass
the more Tom felt his own excitement. He joined Bob in his groans and
cries:

"Yeah!! Ohhhh, yeahhhh!! Shoot it, man... shoot all your hot cum into my
butt... fill it full of your cream... shoot... shoot, you hard-fuckin'
bastard!!"

Then he climaxed, too: his cock seemed to turn into burningly hot steel,
stiffened, throbbed and jerked violenty, and then once again sperm spewed
in huge globs out of his quivering prickhead, washing his belly and the
already extremely slippery table with a new flood of cum. He heard himself
cry out:

"Ohhh, shit. I'm there! I'm... ohhh... here's my fuckin' cream! Here it is!
Here... it is!"

While still writhing in the agonies of cuming everything went black before
Tom's eyes. As if in slow-motion he felt himself falling slowly into a hot,
dark space that smelled of sweat and cum, lots and lots of cum. Then he
seemed to plunge into a sea of warm, white jism but his body did not
sink. Languid waves that slowly rippled the inert fluid gently rocked his
body. He felt very peaceful, drifting and gazing up into a brightly white
sky. Then he saw a wide-shouldered man standing at the shore of this huge
lake of man-jism who gazed expectantly at him and reached out with his
hand, beckoning him to come nearer. With glazed eyes Tom tried to look at
his face but he got blinded by the dazzling light that sparkled in the many
small drops of cum in the thick mat of dark hair on the man's powerful
chest. And then Tom passed out.

(to be continued)