Date: Fri, 4 Nov 2005 14:32:15 -0800 (PST)
From: Robert Foust <robertfst@yahoo.com>
Subject: Will and me part 6

Hey guys. Wow, thanks for all the great feed back.
Glad I was able to get my shit together so parts five
and six weren't "8 months, 9 days, 3 hours, 47
minutes, and 5 seconds" apart. I hope you enjoy this
installment. As always, I hope to hear from you- good
and bad.   Rob.



"Hello, Grant... your door was open. Where are you?"
It was Nick and he rounded into my bedroom just in
time to see me sucking cum off Will's long, thick
fingers.

I looked up, totally mortified to be found in such a
compromising position.  I jerked up and uttered,
"Nick, what the fuck? You can't call before you barge
into my house. God Almighty- Fuck...." as Will's cum
began to drip down my face.

I knew immediately that my anger was not because Nick
had popped-up unexpectedly in my home, but that he had
caught me in action with Will.  I plowed ahead with my
righteous indignation, even as Will's cum grew icy
cold on my face and chest.  "Get the fuck out," I
shrieked.

"Don't you yell at me, you fucking slut- My God, are
you just giving it up to him on demand? How utterly
pathetic!" Nick's words cut me to the quick.  I drew
in a sharp breath and cut a glance at Will.  And he
looked at me with a bemused smile.  "What an asshole,"
I thought, "he's absolutely loving every minute of
this shit."  And that made me even more irate.

"Get outta my house-now," I yelled at Nick.  "Whether
I'm 'giving it up on demand' now or not has nothing,
n-o-t-h-i-n-g, to do with you..."  I felt myself begin
to shake as I made this scene.  I knew that I was
throwing away any chance at a lasting relationship
with Nick, but I hurled myself forward with reckless
abandon, nonetheless.  "All you've ever cared about is
getting your dick up my ass- and you've done it, now
leave me the fuck alone. Move onto your next piece of
ass, you shit."

Will laughed as I spat my baseless insult at Nick, who
looked back at me with wounded eyes.  Those hurting,
wounded lover's eyes- is there anything more crushing,
or more maddening?

"Who are you? Have I even known this person yelling at
me. Jesus..." Nick was ashen and confused.  All of my
being wanted to run to him and whisper in his ear,
"No, baby, no: it's him- he's done this to me. He
always has. He makes me into a different person."  But
I stood fixed, Will looking on.

Nick turned to go, but then he looked back over me and
spoke to Will.

"You must be some fuck. In the span of a few days
you've totally changed him. I don't even know him
anymore," Nick spoke with a cold rage.  "If this is
how its gonna be, with him acting like this, then I
hope that y'all are happy together in this fucked-up
situation."

Will chuckled in response and said, "Oh, I'll keep the
little bitch busy with my dick, which means that I'll
be happy. If I'm happy, then he's happy."  Will paused
for a couple of beats, then nonchalantly dropped the
bomb, "I guess you just weren't enough of a man to
keep his ass and mouth satisfied."

Their one-on-one conversation irked me- uhm, hello:
you needn't speak of me as if I'm not in the same room
with you... with drying cum on my face and chest...
well, I decided, maybe I shouldn't say anything, at
least not just now.  As I looked up to Nick with these
ideal, self-possessed thoughts passing through my
mind, I saw the cold rage in his eyes turn into a
raging fire.  I don't know if I've ever seen anyone as
infuriated as Nick looked just then.

Nick looked at me with burning eyes and said, "Come
with me, right now. I can't let you stay with this
controlling fuck."  His tone and demeanor commanded my
attention, but, before I could even move a muscle,
Will reacted.

Will, still naked and half-hard, got up from the bed,
looked Nick dead in the eye, and said, "Who the fuck
do you think you are? You think that you're going to
come in here and tell my cum bucket to leave with
you?"  The tension in the room quickly became achingly
painful.  Will went on, "If you're taking him out of
here, you've gotta go through me big man."  Will
laughed and said out loud, apparently to himself,
"This bitch thinks he's gonna big boy me?"

Nick, responding to Will's threat by moving closer and
bowing himself up.  They moved closed to one anther
and, hot damn, those bulls made such a site.  Nick
standing six three, his muscles visible thorough his
tee-shirt and jeans.  Will was slightly taller at six
five and not as muscled, but equally as thick.  It was
obvious that a brawl was imminent and all I could
think was: These two hot tops are going to battle it
out! For little ole me! It's every girl's dream!

Nick's upper cut to Will's face broke me out of my
romanticized fantasy of chivalric suitors vying for
the 'damsel in distress.'  Will fought back with a
left hook to the side of Nick's face.  They traded
blows back and forth.  Bloody noses, cut eye brows,
and red whelps appeared on both their faces, all in a
blur of fisticuffs.

"Stop. Stop it. Please God, stop fighting," I yelled
as I ran headlong into the melee, trying to separate
these two bulls.  In the ruckus, I felt Nick's hard-on
as I tried to grab his waist and I could plainly see
that Will was fully hard, as well.  Will and Nick, at
various points, tossed me out of their way as they
continued to pummel each other.  I watched in horror
as they beat the hell out of one another and it soon
dawned on me that this was not about me any longer:
they wanted to fight it out, to prove, through battle,
who the top was.  And I already knew that it wasn't
me.  So I moved out of the way and let the tops fight.

They moved from a punch-out to a wrestling match and,
I must confess that, even though I'm an avowed
pacifist, it was totally hot.  The testosterone oozed
from the room.  Nick was in great shape, so I was
surprised at how quickly he seemed to be losing his
energy, but Will was obviously getting the better of
him in this fight.  And I knew what was coming and,
judging from the worried look on his face, so did
Nick.  All at once, Nick's body went limp and he gave
into Will.

Will leaned down and whispered into Nick's ear.  I was
too far away to hear exactly what was said, but I got
the gist of it from Nick's body language: he had been
topped.

Will looked like a stallion in heat, his chest
heaving, his face and body red from the fight.  And he
looked like he wanted to fuck. I watched in a lured
stupor as Will ripped Nick's jeans off his ass, posed
Nick's ass for optimum entry, and thrust his fat nine
inch dick up Nick's gut.  Will mounted Nick and fucked
him like a champ.  Will fucked him hard.  Nick's face
was hidden from my view and I was glad for that, but
Will looked like a god as he pumped his big dick into
Nick.

I was rock hard as I watched from across the room.  I
began to jack off, but Will saw me and ordered me to
come to him.  And I did.  I sat on my haunches next to
Will as he fucked.  He looked down at me and stuck his
thumb into my gaping mouth.  "Your mouth is mine. Your
ass is mine. His mouth is mine. His ass is mine," Will
panted as he continued his power fuck.  I tongued his
thumb.

"Lick my ass and my balls, while I fuck your
boyfriend," Will ordered.  As I moved under Will's
powerful legs, I could hear Nick's moans.  Were they
moans of pain? Pleasure? Both?  I was beyond caring as
I thrust my tongue into Will's ass.

The next few hours were a blur of oral, anal, begging,
moaning, cumming, and domination of both Nick and I by
Will. And his cock.  I have never experienced such
sex.  We all had the fever.  Will fucked us both,
hard.  Some times alternating between us, sometimes
focusing the full force of his power on Nick or I.  At
various points, with Will's approval, Nick and I would
move our attention away from Will and to each other.
The ultimate climax of our sexcapade began when Nick
flipped me on my back, plowed into me, and I was
giving the ability to watch Nick's face as Will plowed
into his ass.  The pleasure/pain mix was intoxicating
for us all.  Will fucked Nick; Nick fucked me.  I came
in a jarring orgasm that precipitated Nick's climax.
And finally Will came with a guttural howl that
sounded as if it was coming from a caveman.

We all collapsed onto my King size and I was promptly
in a deep sleep.  I woke with a start because of
raised voices coming from by bathroom.  Oh shit, I
thought, they're fighting- again.

I tiptoed over to the door and peaked in.  They we at
it again, but they were definitely not fighting.  Will
had Nick's face and body mashed up against the glass
shower partition and was fucking the hell out of him.
My former boyfriend, a lifelong top, was getting
fucked by Will- again!  I watched through the cracked
door and jacked myself off.  Man, I thought, this is
going to get, like, really complicated, but my
attention was soon totally and utterly focused on the
hot fucking going on in my shower.  And I came hard, again.