Date: Wed, 26 Dec 2012 09:42:06 -0800 (PST)
From: Wade Wright <wadewrightaz@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chapter 5  -- Officer Ted    Male/Gay    Authoritarian/Interracial

				Officer Ted

			      By: Wade Wright

		    Chapter Five: Moving the Bookcases


	In the truck, and on the way to Dan's Mom's house -- Dan on the
driver's side, Wess on the passenger side, and Ted neatly placed in-between
the two -- Dan asked, "So Wess.  Tell me about his guy we've got squeezed
between us here in the cab.  He's the guy all you guys been talking about
for the last couple of years, uh?"

	Turning and looking at Ted, Wess grinned, and replied, "Yeah man,
that's him.  He's the one."

	Flipping his head to the right, over toward Wess, and looking at
Wess, Ted put a very confused expression on his face, and said, "Talking
about me?  What you talking about?  What talking?"

	Looking at Ted, Wess said, "Your body guy, your body.  For being
only nineteen years old, you've got all of us older guys all jealous for
how well you're built and looking so much better than us guys, and yes,
even our sons.  Dan here don't have any sons, but he said he went to high
school with some guys that looked like you, and he's been wondering if
maybe some of your parts that don't show everyday are a lot like the guys
that he grew up with, played sports with, and then of course showered
with."

	Looking over toward Ted, Dan then added, "Yeah, I've played with
some pretty nice built guys back in my days, sports that is, and then of
course showered with `em too, and so I decided that I needed to find out if
you are like them.  I hear you've got a nice long piece of meat hanging
down between your legs, right?"

	"Who told you that?  Who told you?"

	Grinning over toward Ted and Wess, Dan stated, "Well nobody in
particular, but Ted, you oughta know that you and that hunk of meat is
mentioned quite often when guys get together and just start talking shit."

	"He's right Ted, he's right.  I've even heard Shane and his buddies
talking about it for years now.  Every one of them is jealous, and so when
something is said that kinda leans toward that subject, your dick becomes
the topic of conversation.  So Dan and I decided that we needed to know
first hand if what the guys are saying is right or not, and that's why we
asked you to come help us move these bookcases today.  I wanna see if Shane
really knows what he's talking about, and Dan here, he is just plane
anxious to see if you've got what his buddies in high school had, and if
so, he wants to feel it and see what he missed back in his old days.  Ok?
You gonna let us find out?"

	"Yeah Ted, Wess is right.  See, I had some black buddies back in
high school, and I saw how they were hung, but nothing like playing around
with any of `em ever happened, and so when I heard about you and yours,
then I got real curious to see if all of you black guys have the same
thing."

	Kinda flipping his head back and forth between Wess and Dan, Ted
said, "All of us black guys?  You think all of us black guys are really
hung?  Is that what you're saying?"

	Looking at Ted, and down at his crotch, Dan said, "Well, maybe not
all of you guys, but it must be obvious that a lot of you guys are pretty
well hung, right?"

	"I don't know.  I don't know, I've never been around very many of
us black guys, so I really don't know.  I'm the only black guy in this
town, well except for my Dad, and so I don't know.  You guys think all
black guys are really well hung?"

	"We kind of think so," Wess added.  "Of all of my high school
buddies, well black buddies back home, and now you, I'd have to kinda guess
that yes, you black guys do have the advantage on who's hanging the most.
Is it okay if I lay my hand down here?"

	With that question, Wess then moved his hand from lying on his own
leg over to Ted's leg.  Ted did not comment nor complain.  Seeing that, Dan
then did the same thing.  He put his hand on Ted's left leg, and rather
squeezed it some.  Ted looked down at both hands and rather unconsciously
did reach down and rub his own crotch.  That made Dan and Wess both grin.

	As his hand moved slightly away from his crotch, Dan then took that
spot as his own, to feel and control.  Smoothly, he moved his hand back and
forth, up and down, and looked at Ted's face to see what reaction he was
getting.  None!  No reaction, good nor bad.

	"Hey guy, is it okay if I feel this thing?  Is it okay if I kinda
rub it some?"

	"Yeah, yeah it's okay but what makes you guys think that doing this
to me is okay?  What if I didn't like this?"

	"Didn't like this!?  Didn't like this?  I don't think so," Dan
replied.  "Hey maybe I need to let you know that I know Tom -- Tom
Michaels.  Tom is the one that told me first about what you are carrying,
and he told me that it is good and long, good and thick, and yes, it does
remind him of his old buddy Chuck's dick.  Tom and I have known each other
for a few years now, and I know all about his past and his love for Chuck's
dick, and when I found out about you having one like that, that's when I
decided that I needed to find out, and when I told Wess here, he said that
he'd help me get it all set up, since he knew you.  So don't tell me that
you don't want to let me see it, cause I know how anxious you are for
letting other guys see it.  Yeah, I heard all about that `skinny dipping'
party the guys gave you for your eighteenth birthday, and Tom said that,
from your first time in the water naked, that day, he knew he was gonna get
the chance do you and to use you, and he now has, about every week since
then.  Right?  You and Tom do it pretty often, don't you?"

	Looking at Dan, Ted answered, "Yeah, yeah we do.  Yeah, I'll let
you see it.  Are you just gonna wanna see it, or do something with it?"

	"Hey man, from what I hear, me wanting to do something with it,
will set real well with you.  I know you are not afraid to use it and let
other guys use it, too, right?"

	Then looking at Wess, Ted asked, "What about you?  You gonna do
something with it too?"

	"Ted, I really don't know right now.  Yes, I am anxious to at least
see it, but I gotta be honest with you and tell you that I have never
played with some other guy's dick, and I gotta be honest that I don't know
if I will be playing with yours today or not.  I already told Dan that, and
he said that if I wanted to or not, either way was gonna be okay with him."

	Then looking at Dan, Ted asked, "You play with guys?  Do you have
sex with guys?"

	"Tom and I play around some.  He's the only guy that I've ever
played with, but when he told me about you, and you being close by, then I
decided that if I could get it worked out somehow to do it, then I wanted
to.  One day Wess and I were having some honest conversations about some of
the going ons around town -- that is how this subject came up -- and he
told me that he'd like to help get it set up, so he could at least watch."

	"Where we gonna do this at?"

	"Mom is not home.  She's on vacation for another week, so when we
get to her house, that is gonna be our playground.  Ok?  That sound okay to
you?"

	"Yeah, yeah, I guess."  Ted answered as he then asked of both Dan
and Wess.  "Hey guys.  If you guys are gonna be playing with me, when we
get there, then I kinda guess maybe it'd be okay if I felt your dicks too,
right?"

	And with statement -- or question -- made, Ted then put his hand
directly on Dan's crotch and also on Wess's.  He squeezed each crotch.

	"Oh man, you guys feel good.  Hey, I think both of you guys are
kinda well hung too, aren't you?"  Then feeling each crotch for a moment
more, Ted added, "Hey Dan, you're getting a hard-on aren't you?  I can feel
it getting bigger and bigger.  Hey Wess, you ever felt his cock?  Feel this
thing.  It's getting bigger and bigger.  It feels good.  Really, really
good!  Oh Dan, you gonna use that on me today?"

	"Well maybe -- maybe!  Sounds kinda good to me if you want."

	 Ted then turned to Wess and said, "Hey man.  Reach over here and
feel his rod.  It feels good.  Wess, you ever felt his cock before?"

	Reacting very slowly, Wess did not move his hand as if to reach for
Dan's crotch, so Ted then grabbed onto Wess's left hand and moved it from
on his leg, to over and onto Dan's crotch.  "Feel that man, feel that.
Have you ever felt his cock before?  Have you ever played with it?"

	As his hand landed squarely onto Dan's expanding crotch, Wess said,
"No.  No I never have.  Ted, I've never played with a guy like this before.
I know Dan does, and that's Ok with me, but I've never done this stuff
before.  I'm just here because I knew I could help getting you with Dan so
he could do something.  But yeah, I can feel it.  I can tell it's kinda big
and stiff, ain't it?"

	Dan glanced over at Ted and Wess, both.  He grinned.  He then just
simply said, "Hey guys, that feels good.  Yeah, it feels good.  Yeah, keep
it up."

	For another fifteen miles, there was more action in the cab of that
truck, than there was under the wheels and tires of the truck.  Wess
admitted, a little more to Dan than to Ted, that he was really enjoying
this activity.  He had been hoping for some activity like this to happen
for quite some time, and he was glad it finally was.  The day was
developing well along the lines of: Wess was now getting himself in a
position to where he was not only finding out the truth about what Ted was
hanging, but he was also: now getting the chance to find out a whole lot
more about what Dan was swinging, also.  The driving was definitely a
bother and a distraction to the preferred action, of what was happening
inside.  Finally, and after many smiles going back and forth from man to
man, and the encouragement to, "Yeah, yeah, squeeze it a little harder,"
were expressed and requested, the truck finally pulled into the driveway of
Dan's, mother's home.

	As the three got out of the truck, Dan suggested, "Hey guys.  Got
an idea here.  Let's get the bookcases loaded, and in the truck, before we
do what I know we're all anxious to do."  Then looking at Ted, he added,
"Well anyway, I know Wess and I are both anxious, aren't we Wess?"

	Looking over at Dan with one very big grin on his face, Wess
replied, "Yes, and I gotta admit -- one hell of a lot more now, than when
we started down the road.  Dan, you know damn well that I have never played
around with any guys before, and all of that action that was going on in
the truck has made me a little more than anxious to do whatever you wanna
do here today."

	Then looking at Ted, he asked, "Is `doing anything that Dan wants
to do,' okay with you?  Any objections to letting him give the orders and
telling us what to do?"

	Looking back at Wess, Ted replied, "Sounds good to me.  The way
he's been grabbing onto me, and doing stuff to me in the truck, gives me a
good idea I'll be into just about anything he wants."

	The two men rather quickly got the bookcases moved out, and onto
the back of the truck.  More than once Ted attempted to give them a helping
hand, but each time they turned down the offer, and told him to just go
find a good spot to sit down for a few minutes, and they'd be right with
him.  This is when Ted first realized that his `help' was not really
needed, and obviously the entire reason that Dan and Wess had asked him to
come along on this, `bookcase moving trip,' was not to help, but to give
each of the men an actual chance to, at least, see his big black stick of
meat, or maybe as thing were now developing, actually have a chance to have
some action with it.

	Once the truck was loaded, the tail gate slammed shut, and both Dan
and Wess had grabbed a quick slug of Bud, which they had brought along for
each of them, plus a couple for Ted, the men motioned for Ted to, "Come on
man, let's go inside."

	Once inside, the door closed, and a quick trip down the hall toward
the bedroom -- since Dan had mentioned that the front sidewalk was way too
close to the front window, and it was way too easy for people to see in --
Dan then told Ted to, "Let us see it.  I've been anxious to see this thing
for way too long now, and especially now, since I've had a chance to feel
it and rub it while in the truck, I am now really, really, anxious to see
just what you've got, and what everybody's been talking about.

	The ride in the truck, and all of the actions in the truck had
definitely gotten Ted's sexy emotions all in a flutter, and he was not
hesitant to follow orders and start stripping it all off.  He had two older
men anxious to see what he was swinging, and he was anxious to show ém.
He was hoping that what he was gonna be pulling out and swinging around was
gonna be bigger and better than anything that Wess or Dan had to show.
Besides, he knew that it was going to be more than just `showing.'  Ever
since that day of skinny dipping and swimming, in the bare and the nude,
and getting to show it off to some of the older guys -- and no longer just
guys his own age -- he was not having any problems or hesitations of
letting any guy see it, and handle it, and he liked it when one of his
friend's dad, wanted to see it, or whenever a guy said he wanted to see,
for himself, what everybody has been talking about.  Ted's attitude was,
`It's me, part of me, it's not gonna change, I don't want it to change,
unless it keeps getting bigger and bigger, which I would not complain
about, and so if guys, young or older wanna see it, it's there for them to
see.  I'm not gonna hide it any.  I'm kinda glad the older guys, especially
the dads of some of my buddies want to see it and maybe want to touch it
some, too.  And even play with it, if they want to.  And if they want to,
I'll let ém.  I'm not gonna tell ém, `No.'  It's me, and I'm proud of
it.  Hell, Billy's Daddy followed me into the restroom at the filling
station one day and just plain told me he wanted to see it, and then he
took ahold of it and jerked it back and forth about five or six times.  And
there was that day riding my bike past Joey Johnson's house and his dad got
me into a conversation until he managed to get me in between some hedges,
and then he grabbed ahold of it, and then took it out and looked at it, and
then of course, there was the very first time when something like that
happened.  That was when Todd Swan and his Dad were giving me a ride home
from a football game, and right there in the truck, Todd's Dad starting
talking about what he had heard, and what Todd had told him, and he told me
right there, in front of Todd, that he wanted me to take it out and show
him what I had, so that he'd know if Todd had been lying or not.  I guess
maybe he's not afraid to do stuff in front of Todd, cause when I took it
out, then he reached over and jerked on it long enough to make it get hard.
Then he looked at Todd and asked, "Well, what do you think of that?  Pretty
nice looking for being on a young guy, ain't it?"  Then he added, the
normal, "Kinda reminds you of a big long stiff thick dark bratwurst
sausage, don't it?  I kinda guess the black guys do have it over on us,
don't they?"  As I sat there between a man and his son, and as they both
looked at my boner, and Todd's Dad was still jerking it back and forth
some, and making it as hard as it could go, my attitude was, if they wanna
see it, I'll show ém.  I'm not gonna hide it!  If it's hard, it's hard!
I guess -- I'm black, I'm hung, I'm proud, and I'm glad!"

	Dan again encouraged Ted to get it out, "Come on man. I wanna see
it!  Tom has told me about it, and now I get to see it and grab onto it.  I
am gonna be able to do some stuff with it, right?  I mean man, we didn't
come all the way up here just to get that damn bookcase.  That damn thing
sure did not need to be moved today, but getting that locomotive of yours
out and looking at it is a total necessity."

	Feeling kind of proud of just who he was, what he was, and what he
had that was creating so much conversation among the men and the boys
around town, was again making Ted one proud owner of one big rod.

	Ted opened up his fly, dropped his pants, and let his rod of
manhood stand out.  And it did stand out, physically and visually.  Dan and
Wess both took a big deep breath and Dan simply said, "Oh shit!  Man, I
never thought some man, let alone some young man, would ever have a stick
like that!  That is fucking beautiful."  Wess shook his head back and forth
as if to try and actually believe what he was looking at.

	Ted grabbed it, flipped it up and down about five or six times,
then looking at Dan, asked, "Well?  You guys brought me all the way up
here, saying you needed some help with the bookcases, which you never let
me help with, and so are we now all gonna just stand around here and look
at my winnie, or what?"

	That was Dan's introduction to taking advantage of what was so
proudly being displayed in front of him.  One hand out, and grabbing onto
the rod, two knees buckling and dropping to the floor, and one hungry mouth
spread open as far as he possibly could, Dan took the first half of Ted's
fence post pole into his mouth and started sucking on it wildly.  Acting as
if he had not had a dick of any size in his mouth for weeks, Dan ate that
dick like it was a Texas steak.

	Sucking and chewing as strongly as he possibly could, Dan managed
to take the first half and then the second half into his throat, and part
of it down into the lower depths of his throat.  Grabbing around to the
back of Ted, and his tight firm ass, Dan pulled him closer and closer so
that he could take advantage of the stick of dark, firm, stiff, and warm
meat that he had in his mouth.  He was in heaven.  He was enjoying this
opportunity with no hesitation.  After about five very strong sucking
minutes, he finally pulled off, looked up at Wess, and without actually
saying anything verbally, but only with facial expressions, he asked,
"Well, what do you think?"

	Shaking his head in disbelief of what he had just watched, Wess
said, "Oh man, I've never!  Honestly man, I've never see anything like
that!  I've never seen a dick like that before, I've never sucked on some
guy before and I've never even seen a guy get sucked on before -- so I
guess you can imagine what is going through my mind right now."

	Looking up from his kneeling position, still in front of Ted and
his boner, Dan answered, "Yeah Wess, I can imagine.  Something rather new
to you, ain't it?  Hey, reach down here, grab a hold of it.  Feel it.  One
hell of a strong stiff hunk of man meat ain't it?"

	Wess rather hesitantly, and slowly, did reach down, and took Ted's
dick in his hand.  Ted put his hand up on Wess's shoulder and silently
encouraged him to take ahold of it, and to grab on tight.  Dan stood up,
and quickly removed everything that he had on.  Now standing there bare
assed naked as hell, he looked at Wess and said, "I gotta get fucked by
that!  Wess I gotta get that damn thing up in me." Then looking at Ted, Dan
asked, "You are gonna fuck me -- right?"

	Ted responded with one emphatic, "Hell yes man, hell yes!  If you
want it, then I wanna give it to you.  You got a hot looking ass and I
wanna know I've put my cock up in there, all the way, and then I can tell
Tom, that I've fucked that ass too.  He fucks you don't he?"

	As Dan was grabbing a tube of lube out of his pants pocked -- he
knew what he was going to be doing on this little trip -- he looked at Ted
and said, "Oh hell yes he does!  His rod is not as big as yours, but he is
one hell of a talented fucker.  I know he fucks you and you fuck him, and
so now it's my turn to see just what he is getting and feeling when you are
pounding on his ass with.  We happened to be in a meat store at the same
time a couple of weeks ago, and he was looking over the big long sausages
on display, and he pointed at one of the big fat ones, and quietly said,
`That's Ted.' "

	Just as he's about ready to lie down on the floor so that Ted could
get on top of him, Dan looked over at Wess, noticed one very big grin, and
also noticed how he was rubbing his crotch back and forth quite nicely, and
told him, "Hey, give us a couple of minutes here.  I've wanted this thing
ever since the first time I heard about it, and today's my day.  I'm
finally gonna get it up in my ass."

	Dan `hit the deck' and Ted `hit the deck' right on top of him.  Dan
was definitely well experienced in taking dicks up in his ass, and taking
Ted's up in there was no problem, but a total and complete pleasure.  For
Wess, he had to admit, that watching one guy pushing his rod up and in
another guy's ass was something a little different than anything he had
ever seen before, although he was well aware that it happened every day,
everywhere, around the world.  But for him to be standing there and
watching a friend of his, that he has known for a number of years, getting
it pushed up and in his ass, was definitely a new sight.  As Ted was taking
advantage of the hard firm ass that he was using, as if he was a jack
hammer, Wess watched with interest, and rather some amazement, at how
quickly and obviously painlessly, Dan was able to take Ted's entire rod --
immediately -- forcefully -- and anxiously.  During all of this `bookcase
moving' planning, he knew he would be watching Dan get it up in the ass,
but he truly expected to hear some type of moaning or groaning, or some
verbal sounds, of some kind, coming out of Dan when he took Ted's dick, and
at a much slower speed, than what actually happened.

	"God Damn -- don't that hurt taking that thing up in there?  He
just laid down on you and slammed that big thing up in there.  Doesn't that
hurt like hell?"  Wess asked, as he silently stood there, and for his very
first time, watched a man get fucked in the ass.  For as many years as he
had known that this does happen, and happens all of the time, to stand
there and actually watch it happen, and to a close friend of his, was a
totally new experience in life.  It kind of related to back in the old days
when the radio was overtaken by the TV.  You knew it happened, you had
heard it happened, but for the very first time, you actually saw it
happening.  Wow, what a sight!

	Turning his head around as far as he could, Dan exclaimed, "Oh no
man, oh no!  It feels fucking good.  Well, I guess the term `fucking good'
is a good term to use right now, ain't it?  No man, it feels great.  You
gonna try it?  Seriously man, it feels good!"

	"No Dan, I'm not.  Not today anyway, and not with what Ted is
using.  That thing is just too fucking big.  I will be honest with you
though, I'm finding this a little more exciting and interesting than I
thought I would be, and maybe, just maybe, someday I'll let you do me, but
it's gonna have to be some day when I am really in the mood and wanting to
finally find out just what that feels like.  Not today though.  And Ted,
don't you ever mention anything about this day to Shawn, you understand?
Don't you ever tell him anything about us coming up here and doing this!
You understand!?"

	Just as Ted was about to let it all fly and load Dan's ass with
some good warm, young, black man, juices, he tried to answer Wess, and tell
him that yes, he understood, and he would never mention it to Shawn.

	"Oh shit man, I was trying to answer you right at the same time
that I was loading Dan full of some young guy cum.  Oh man, that felt good!
Hey Dan, you okay?  That feel good?  Did you like that?  Could you feel
that?"

	"Hell yes that felt good, damn good.  I got what I wanted today.
Wess, thanks for getting this set up for me.  I know you're not into doing
anything today, which I said was okay, but like you said, if someday, you
decide that maybe you want to see what things feel like, remember you told
me that you'd let me know, okay?"

	"Hey, yeah, I will.  I gotta admit all of this today has moved me a
step or two closer to actually trying it, but I guess maybe I just need to
think about it a little, and then let you know when I'm ready, okay?"

	"Yeah, that works for me too.  Now you -- big Ted -- you and I are
gonna be doing this quite often, okay?  You,me, and Tom, all together.
Wanna do that someday?"

	"Hell yes, and not just someday -- but someday real soon!  I've
never played with two guys at the same time, so hell yes I want to.  I
wanna fuck one of you, and get fucked by the other one at the same time.
Oh yeah, I want that!"

	As the three were having their rather calm conversation, Dan kept a
very stern eye on Wess and finally said, "Wess, I have noticed that you
have been a little more than just kind of looking at those tits on our man
here.  They striking you kind of, well, like maybe interesting?"

	Turning and looking over toward Dan, Wess did kind of rather
sheepishly reply, "Well yeah, I guess.  Look at ém.  Look how fresh and
nice they look.  Maybe I've just never looked at a black man's chest and
his tits before, but just look at `em.  Yeah Dan, yeah, I gotta admit, they
do look a little tastier than, oh, maybe chocolate chips or maybe even some
chocolate caramel covered candies, don't they?  Oh yeah, chocolate covered
with white cream inside!  Oh yeah!"

	With a very concerned and firm expression in his voice, Dan then
firmly stated, "Wess, lean over there and lick on one of ém.  Suck it in
your mouth.  It's not gonna bite back.  The three of us are here all by
ourselves, it's only you, me, and Ted here right now, and nobody else is
ever gonna know what goes on here, except us, so man, finally do something
that you want to do and quit trying to patrol yourself.  Taste ém.  Lick
on ém.  Bite one of ém.  I'm sure Ted would like for you taste ém,
wouldn't you Ted?"

	"Oh yeah man, oh yeah.  Please do it!  Please suck on ém!  I'd
like that!  Please."

	And with the final `Please,' Wess did solemnly and quietly move
forward, bend over so slightly, and licked so slightly on Ted's left tit,
and then sliding back and forth across it about three or four swipes, he
then took Ted's left tit into his mouth and bit, but ever so slightly.

	Ted grabbed ahold of Wess, pulled him forward some, and
emphatically started begging for, "More man, bite me more!  Yeah, yeah do
it, do it, bite me, make me feel it, make me feel it!  Oh Mr. Morris, oh
Mr. Morris -- bite me please, bite my tit!"

	Just as Ted asked Mr. Morris to bite his tit, Wess then stopped for
only a second and stated, "Hey Ted, if I'm gonna be doing this to you, just
call me Wess like Dan does.  If I'm gonna be biting on your chest and your
tits, and you're gonna be grabbing and hugging my head up against you, and
you're begging me to bite tighter and tighter, I'm just Wess.  None of this
Mister stuff, understand?"

	About as quickly as Wess had pulled back and off of Ted's anxious
tit -- to slightly demand that he not be called Mr. Morris again -- he then
moved over to the right side of Ted's chest and immediately clamped onto
Ted's right tit.  He did not lick this time, he threw his mouth onto the
tit, and he bit hard!  Hard!  Ted threw his head up and back and almost
screamed, "Oh God yes, Oh God yes!  Oh I've never felt anything like this
before, oh do it again, oh bite me again!"

	Dan stood to the side of the two, now very engrossed individuals,
and calmly stated, "Wess your day has just come.  You are more than ready,
you are anxious.  You are going after that man like a bulldog.  You want
him, I can tell.  Throw him down on that bed and go to it."

	Almost as if automatically, Wess did almost throw Ted down on the
bed, on his back, and then quickly as he could, he stripped everything off,
quickly threw himself down on the bed and across Ted.  Immediately he
almost slammed his face onto Ted's chest and anxiously started biting Ted's
right nipple.

	Lying there, in complete glory and bliss, Ted had Wess treating his
right tit, and he then asked, "Hey Dan, can you bite my other tit?  I wanna
get bitten on both tits, at the same time.  Can you please?"

	Without even a slight moment of hesitation, Dan was on Ted's chest
and securely biting and chewing on his left tit.

	"Oh my God man, oh yeah, bite me men, bite me!  Both of you, bite
my tits!  Oh I've never done this before.  Oh hell, I've never had one guy
biting on me like this, let alone two guys getting to me at the same time.
Oh men, bite me please --bite me please!  Oh my God this feels so fucking
good.  Oh this feels so good.  Oh man, my chest is gonna hurt tomorrow, I
know it is. Oh I'm not gonna be able to put a shirt on, my tits are gonna
be so sore, but I know I'm not gonna be able to run around bare chested
because my tits are gonna be real red, and red tits on a black man just
ain't pretty.  Oh, but keep biting me men, keep it up.  Oh Dan, when you
and I and Tom get together, I want you two to do this to me again!  Oh God
this feels so good!  Oh I did not know that getting bitten like this feels
so good!  Oh guys, my dick must be connected to my tits, cause when you
chew or suck on my tits it makes me get a big hard-on.  O God, it makes me
feel so good!  Oh my dick feels so hard!  Oh it feels good!"

	With a mouth, and a mouthful of teeth on each tit, four hands
sliding up and down on his body, as he was chewed on, and while four hands
were finding some very good private and warm spots to explore, Ted mentally
proclaimed that, for the first time in his life, he was in heaven on
earth. The biting, the sucking, the chewing and the fruit of having four
strong manly hands, roaming and searching, all over his body, and sometimes
even up and in his body, continued for almost a full half hour.  Each time
that Ted thought things were going to come to a halt, be begged and begged
for them to continue.  Even a couple of times, the men on top, the men
using Ted's body for more pleasure and excitement than either one of them
had had, at any previous time while having sex, even encouraged the other
man to, `Keep it up man, keep it up.  Let's not stop.  I like feeling him
and sucking and chewing on him, and I wanna keep it up for a little while
longer.'"

	All of a sudden, Dan jumped up and said, "Hey guys!  Mom's got a
pair of pliers out here in her kitchen drawer.  Let me get ém.  I wanna
use ém on Ted's tits."

	And within less than a minute, Dan was back and had the pliers in
his hand.  He flopped back down on the bed and right beside Ted.  Ted
looked seriously at Dan and the pliers.  "Dan, what are you gonna do?  What
are you gonna do?  Why do you have those?"

	"I'm gonna used these on your tits like using ém for pulling
teeth.  Hey, I'm gonna put these on you real gentle like, and then I'm
gonna keep getting ém tighter and tigher, until you tell me that I gotta
stop, ok?  I can tell you are really liking me and Wess biting on ém
tighter and tighter, so I'm gonna let you find out what some real biting is
like, ok?"

	With Ted lying there on the bed, and having Wess still biting and
pinching on his right tit, Ted cautiously tried to say, "Ok." He knew he
liked the idea, he liked being played with pretty rough, and especially
with two older men, and not guys his own age, but he did need to grit his
teeth.  This was new to him.  He sure did not want to tell Dan, "No," but
at the same time, he shook knowing that he was asking for pain.  And pain
on his tits!  He had never been played with like this before!  He liked the
biting, especially because it forced both of the men to have their faces
and their mouths right up on him and on his chest.  He took two deep
breaths, he rolled his eyes down to watch what Dan was doing, and what he
was doing, was grabbing his tit and pulling it out with his fingertips, and
placing the tip of the pliers on the tit tip, and starting to squeeze.
Quickly, he had squeezed tight enough so that the pliers had a grip on the
tit.  Ted threw his head back onto the bed pillow more firmly, looked up
toward the ceiling and softly uttered, "Oh yeah, oh yeah.  Oh man that
feels good.  Oh Dan, yeah, that feels good.  Oh ouch, oh you squeezed more
didn't you?  Oh yeah, oh yeah man, oh I never thought about feeling
anything like this. Yeah, yeah, tighter -- kind of tighter.  Oh Dan, oh my
God man, oh what a feeling!  Oh, when you guys asked me to come up here to
help move those bookcases, I sure as hell never expected anything like this
to happen.  Oh that's getting tight, yeah man, that's starting to really
get maybe a little too much, oh man, oh yeah that hurts, yeah that hurts.
Oh Dan, oh man -- move over to my other tit.  Do that one, oh yeah, yeah,
oh yeah squeeze that one now.  Yeah, make it feel like my other tit.  Oh
man -- yeah -- yeah -- oh Dan -- yeah that's getting tight, it's getting
real tight, it's getting too tight!  Oh Dan, take it off!  Take it off!  Oh
yeah man, that one was hurting, it was hurting.  Oh thanks though, thanks.
I know this might sound weird guys, but I liked that!  I did!  Oh man, that
felt good, and it made my dick get real hard, it did.  It felt good -- I
liked that.  Oh Dan, when you and me and Tom get together, you guys have
got to do that to me.  I want both my tits done at the same time, oh yeah!"

	Looking down at Ted, Dan then asked, "You ok guy?  You ok?"

	Reaching up and rubbing each of his tits some, trying to get the
blood flow back into them, Ted replied, "Oh yeah, yeah I'm ok, but my tits
hurt.  Kiss ém guys, kiss ém and suck on ém.  Suck some blood back
into them.  I think you pinched all of the blood out of ém, but I'm not
complaining any, cause man, you just showed me something that I'm gonna be
wanting and asking for a lot from here on out!  Hey guys, suck on my tits,
make me know I've still got tits, okay?"

	The entire time that Ted was actually being used as one hell of a
hot human doll, he too was having some additional fun as he would
occasionally happen to find one of the three hard-ons that were within
reach.  His own, which he often happened to find during his short events of
actually knowing for certain of just what was happening to himself, was
one.  It was during those times that he `returned' to reality and
consciousness and had to realize that he was truly being used, as no other
person on earth had ever possibly experienced and enjoyed.  With two men
lying across his body, using not only his tits for their enormous please
and joy, but the rest of his body as well, he had two manly, hard, stiff
and warm hard-ons available to him, whenever he was in reality enough, to
remember that they were there -- out and flying loose -- and available for
him to grab onto and have some fun with.

	With no previous intention of doing it again, as the three finally
climaxed on the gut of Ted, finally realizing that, `school recess time'
had finally come to an end, Dan stated, "Men, I did not intend to do this
again, but Ted, if you can, following that little adventure that we just
enjoyed, I really do need to get fucked by you again.  Can you?  Would you?
If you can, I know I need to get it again, before we head back home and I
sit beside you, feeling you, and touching, you all of the way home.  Can
you fuck me with that fucking big telephone pole of yours again?  I need
that so I can get myself calmed back down."

	With the concern, from Dan about Wess, and if he was okay, Wess
told the other two, "Yeah men, I'm okay.  I've gotta admit, I sure got into
that activity one hell of a lot more than I ever thought I would.  Now
maybe I understand why gay guys do enjoy each other so much.  I will admit,
that was hot, that was fun and yeah Dan, I am sure that someday soon, I'm
gonna be telling you that I want to do something else, but sure don't
expect it to be that tit torture.  I guess he's more of a man, than I am.
Man, when you were squeezing the tip of those tits, I thought I was gonna
scream for him.  But for today, man what a time!  Thanks men, thanks!  Okay
Ted, fuck his ass.  I know he's gonna need it before he gets in that truck.
And Dan, I think that after he plants some seed in you, you ought to fuck
him, to make it a two way street.  He might need to be calmed back down
some too. You need to both get it out of your systems, cause there ain't no
way that either one of you can fuck the other guy in the cab of the truck,
on the way home.  You two fuck yourselves for a few minutes, I'm gonna go
take a shower while you two try to make a baby.  Dan, you were smart
knowing to bring some bath towels with us so that we don't have to leave
wet ole dirty bath towels lying around.  I can see all of your sex is not
done at home, is it?"