Date: Sat, 25 Aug 2007 17:32:44 -0700
From: Curtis F <curtiswriter@gmail.com>
Subject: Dmitry, Robby, and Me Part 3

Disclaimer:

The following story is a work of fiction.  It is not intended to imply
anything about the sexual orientation of the celebrities mentioned in the
story, and the author does not have any personal knowledge of their private
lives.

This story contains graphic depictions of sexual acts between adult males.
If this offends you, or if it is illegal for you to read such materials
where you are located, please do not continue.

The usual disclaimers about having unprotected sex apply.  Just because my
characters are doing it, doesn't mean you should be.



Dmitry and I moved into the locker room, I reached around his firm chest
and started playing with his nipples and stroked his six-pack abs.  The
light hair on his torso felt like peach fuzz.

"You have such a amazing body," I whispered, "I could just rub on it all
night."

"I love how your big fuzzy belly presses against my back.  And you're
working my nips just right...." He shuddered as I started working on both
of pink tits.  They were hard and getting harder while I made rubbed on
them.  I made a circular motion, just brushing the tips.  He moaned his
approval.  I felt him go slightly weak at the knees and pushed him
face-down on to a massage table.

I crawled on top of him and pressed my body against his.  "You like how
this belly feels against you?  How about that hard cock rubbing against
your crack?  How's that feel?"

"I like how it feels, but it's going to feel a lot better when I stick my
cock into your hole.  I told you, I don't get fucked."

I laid my full weight down on him.  "And I told you...."  I bit the back of
his neck and rubbed my dick up and down along his crack, pausing for an
extra moment when my dickhead slid against his hole.  I reach under him to
pinch his nipples.  I needed to get control back.

Dmitry let out a moan, "Fuck, yeah."  I knew the time was right.  His ass
was mine.

In one quick motion, I flipped him onto his back.  I worked on his
sensitive nipples with my fingers and my mouth.  I worked the Russian
athlete into a frenzy.  He moaned and spasmed in ecstasy.  Our cocks were
rubbing against each other, getting slick with the precum dribbling from
both of our dicks.

I took my mouth away from his taut, toned chest, and my fingers squeezed on
his nipples which were slick with my spit.  I didn't want to leave it
unattended for a second.  I needed to keep him on edge and maintain my
control over his body.

I moved my face next to his.  "Look at me," I demanded, and he opened his
eyes.  We looked each other directly in the eyes.  We communicated our lust
and passion without words.  We locked in a kiss, spending the next few
minutes in another hot, wet, probing make out session.  I kept tweaking,
pinching, and rubbing his nipples.  I knew that keeping my attention on his
nipples would eventually win me his ass.

I pulled back from the kiss.  "Whose advantage is it?"

"It's your ad, baby."

"I'd say it's 'Ad In'" I pressed the head of my dick against his ass hole,
but didn't push in.  The precum lubed up his hole, preparing for the
assault that would take the Russian star's cherry.  Without speaking, I
looked him in the eyes and waited for him to give me some sort of go ahead.
It's not like I was about to take no for an answer at that point, but I
wanted him to fondly remember his first time.

Dmitry's eyes were filled with lust, and he was covered in the haze of sex,
but he managed a sly, crooked smile and nodded his head.  There was no need
for words.  His straight-boy posturing had fallen by the wayside.  He was
ready to take it up the ass like a real man.

We made out some more, with my cock head nestled against his virgin hole.
The warmth of his smooth, sweaty hold felt good against the sensitive tip
of my cock.  I began to work my mouth down his body -- sucking on his chin,
licking his neck, biting on his nipples, then moving my mouth to the center
of his torso, dragging my tongue along the way.

My mouth reached his belly button.  My tongue pressed into it before moving
down.  The short blonde hairs of his treasure tail tickled.  My cock
jumped, electricity flowed through my body from the sensation.  I paused
with his dick touching my chin.  Dmitry jumped at the sensation of the
hairs of my goatee against the dick head.  I pulled back, allowing his cock
to spring into my mouth.  In one movement, I took it all in, all the way
down to the base.  His cock pressed against the back of my throat, and I
sucked it all in.  Dmitry let loose with a guttural groan.

I held there for a moment.  My tonsils closed over his cock, then released,
then closed again.  Dmitry's moans grew louder.  I felt his cock start to
throb slightly and his piss slit leaked salty precum into my mouth.  I
pulled my head back and released his hard stick into the cool air of the
locker room.

I pushed his legs into the air and was finally eye-to-eye with his virgin
hole.  I buried my tongue into it, licking and sucking.  With one great
sigh, I felt him give it over to me.  He relaxed his hole, his legs dropped
onto my shoulders; he whispered the word "yes."

"Fuuuuck," Dmitry was enjoying his first rim job.  "Eat that ass, baby.
Get me good and wet."

I spit on his hole, licked it over and over, and then pressed against it as
much as my tongue would allow.  I strained to press it in farther, feeling
it loosen against the assault, but soon my tongue reached its limit.  I
kept licking and pressing with my tongue, preparing his sweet virgin ass
for what would come next.

My cock was throbbing in anticipation.  His was as hard as a rock, pressed
against his perfect abs, the purple head contrasting with his blonde hairs
and pale skin.  His hands were nowhere near his tool.  Instead they were
above his head, holding the top of the massage table for dear life.  The
sight of the blonde hair in his pits made me want to dive into them again,
but that was not on the agenda.

I put his legs on my shoulders and aimed my cock at his hole.  "OK tennis
star, it's time to take your cherry, so just relax your ass and let me in."
I pushed the head of my cock against his virgin hole.  Despite my attempts
to be gentle, his ass resisted and Dmitry winced in pain.

"Look me in the eyes, baby," I knew that he needed a loving touch right
now.  "It'll only hurt for a minute or so.  Relax..."

I pushed again.  My dick couldn't have been any more ready to go.  It was
rock-hard and oozing with pre-cum.  I rubbed my dick up and down along his
ass crack, looked intensely into Dmitry's blue eyes, and pushed.  Dmitry
sighed and his hole opened up for me.

I pushed my cock half-way in, greeted by the warm wet softness of Dmitry's
virgin ass.  My eyes were stinging from the sweat rolling off my forehead,
but I didn't break our gaze.  I moved my hips around in a circular motion,
using my cock to loosen Dmitry's ass up, but I waited for he eyes to tell
me when to push deeper.

Dmitry gave a half smile and nodded his head, and I slid my cock in all the
way.  Once again, Dmitry opened right up for me.  He was a natural-born
bottom.  He let out a moan as he took me in.  With my cock buried in his
beautiful ass, I shifted around, trying to find his prostate.  His eyes lit
up and his face turned bright red when I hit it.  He was overwhelmed by the
intensity of the sensations, and he was walking on the line between
pleasure and pain.

I grabbed his dick and started stroking it, squeezing drops of pre-cum out
of the head to lube it up.  I slowly started to fuck him, never losing my
gaze.  Dmitry's moans matched the rhythm of my fucking and stroking.  He
gave himself over to the sensations, and I had full control over this
beautiful tennis pro.  Soon, Dmitry's groans were broken by the sound of
him yelling "Oh shit!" as streams of cum shot all over his chest.

I stopped thrusting for a moment with my cock all the way inside him.
Dmitry was panting, his eyes were watering, and he was grinning from
ear-to-ear.  "That felt good, didn't it, Dreamy," I whispered it as a
statement, not a question.  "This is going to feel even better baby.
You're going to take my big load up your ass now."

"Oh yeah," Dmitry choked back between breaths.  "Fuck my cherry ass good
and hard.  I want that hot wet load inside of me.  Fuck me, man."

I changed my angle, pulled him closer, and went to town.  I pushed in deep
and pulled out fast again and again.  The nerves in my dickhead were
jumping.  I wanted to make it last longer, but seeing my long-time tennis
crush sweating and moaning below me in ecstasy sent me over the top.  I
pushed all the way in, looked Dmitry in the eyes, and blew my huge load in
his ass.  "Fuck yeah," I whispered to him before my eyes rolled into the
back of my head.  My body shuddered as spurt after spurt unloaded into him.

"Fuck man, that load feels so good in me.  My ass feels so good." Dmitry
was still hard.  So was I, actually.  My cock felt good in the warm wetness
of his ass.  I could feel my load inside of him.  I wanted to stay inside
him forever - or at least for the rest of the night.  I rested my body down
on his as we fell into another kiss, smearing his cum against our bodies.

Suddenly I heard a grunt come from above us and felt a warm wet splash on
my back.  I looked up to see Robby Ginipri, naked, with a long hard cock in
his hand.  Sweat was dripping off his forehead.  Then he leaned down and he
licked his jizz off my back.

Dmitry smiled as he looked up at Robby.  "Don't get any ideas.  You're
still my bottom boy, Robby."