Date: Wed, 24 Sep 2003 04:13:12 +0000
From: Bobby Reardon <reardon_930@hotmail.com>
Subject: Real World Paris 2

See the first part of the series for the usual warnings and disclaimers.
Please write in for what you want to see, your thoughts, and so on, I
appreciate the comments.


Ace had been spending a typical day of trying to reach his long-distance
girlfriend on the phone. Physically, she was many thousands of miles away.
Emotionally, the number was more like millions. The gorgeous Georgia charmer
tried his best to be a good boy, but her total lack of contact during her
brief visit, along with the constant temptation of nubile French babes,
added up to a king-sized case of blue balls. He was entering the group's
house, preparing for a discreet blanket hand-job, when distinct guttural
moans reverberated from the bathroom. Concerned, he raced into the room,
only to see Simon on his knees, blowing an incoherent, lewdly on display CT.
The naked rapture on CT's normally contorted face was shocking. Ace had
known some of the football and basketball stars in school who let the "fags"
suck their big jock cocks, but he'd never considered the possibility. As he
watched Simon expertly deep-throating his scruffy, spread-legged roommate,
Ace began to wonder what he'd been missing.

Simon saw Ace first. That normally iron jaw hanging open in shock was a
clear giveaway. His light squeal around CT's meat set CT's own radar off.
The two awkwardly posed men stared at Ace, waited for him to make the next
move.

"I-I...geez...I didn't know ya'll were into this. I knew you were, Simon,
but CT? Damn. Why didn't anyone tell me? Here you are suckin' cock and all
these weeks, nobody even offers to eat my meat or gimme a fucking hand job!"

CT remained frazzled, but Simon stood up, kicking off his jeans and tugging
off his shirt, exposing his hairless, pale, toned chest.

"C'mon then, Ace. I'll be happy to 'eat your meat,' as you put it. Get your
kit off and join us."

Ace paused for a moment. This was something he couldn't take back. In front
of an audience of millions, he could be seen fucking around with other guys.
Strangely, the idea turned the shy boy on even more. Plus, he was so hard up
that logic was not going to change his mind.

Ace moved closer to the duo, his puppy dog eyes widening when Simon ripped
open his Hawaiian shirt. "HEY!!" he cried out, buttons flying everywhere.

"Sorry, mate, I couldn't resist. CT, help Ace get naked, hmm?" Simon then
settled in on Ace's dime-sized nipples, gently suckling the small tits while
he impatiently pressed CT's large hands against Ace's swelling crotch. Simon
would have loved to undress Ace, but he had an ulterior motive in getting
the two straight studs to loosen up by experiencing each other's touch.

CT's fingers were practically shaking as they ran lightly up and down the
impossibly large boner jutting from his friend's brown slacks. He'd never
noticed...OK, he'd noticed (Ace had a way of laying back on a bed, his
biceps craned behind his head, hips upraised ever-so-slightly, pelvis
pushing against the thin fabric) and pretended not to...how well-endowed Ace
was. Now he was only a few articles of clothing away from the prize meat.
Why did that excite him, instead of repulsing him? What was happening to
him? Images of Ace with that huge, toothy grin, his hair sweaty and matted
in his heartstopping eyes, posing in the testosterone-filled locker room,
peeling off layer after layer of a soiled baseball uniform as other guys
slapped his bubble butt and groped his jock strap-covered manhood, rocked
through CT's perverse, lust-addled psyche.

Before he could change his mind, CT unzipped the obtrusive pants. Underneath
them was a pair of boxers, baggy, slickly transparent against the throbbing
pulsebeat of his thick-as-a-baby's-arm shaft. Ace's flaring mushroom glans
leaked copious pre-cum against his killer six-pack. Simon slid his finger up
the oozing piss slit, raising the moistened digit to CT's suddenly parched
lips.

"Shit man, I don't even taste my own cum."

"Sure ya don't," Ace smirked. "Sooner you taste my jizz, the sooner we can
get this here party started."

CT opened his mouth, but his protest was cut off by a thin finger pushed
against his tongue. Unwittingly, CT tasted Ace's pre-seed, surprised at the
sweetness of what tasted acrid when from his own sperm supply.

Just as CT pondered the urge for more, Simon stood up, gathering his clothes
and marching towards an empty bedroom. "The girls won't be back 'til
morning." Ace and CT stared at each other for a moment, eyeing the other
man's bare, sweaty, well-developed body, and the erections protruding from
their taut waists. As if to answer the question unspoken between them, Ace
yanked his boxers down, trying to suppress a goofy grin when his enormous
tool smacked against his abdominals. CT marveled at the size. He must have
been at least 3-4 inches around and nearly 10 inches long. If CT had a
donkey dick like that he'd be popping French cherries every night. Simon
quickly returned to the bathroom and had his own eye-popping moment at the
sight of his now-nude roomie's girth. His normally innocent eyes glimmered
with a hint of evil as he studied the two very different and very
sexalicious studs standing in front of him. He mischeivously grabbed their
prongs in his hot little hands, leading them to the bedroom, cooing over
their impressive sizes as he walked.

"Bloody hell, Ace, whyda keep this a secret? This cock is to be adored,
treasured, songs to be written for. If your girl were here right now I'd
bitch-slap her all the way back to the States for neglecting this horse
meat!"

Ace could only shake his head when Simon dropped to his knees, insistent on
worshipping the miraculous meat in front of him. There was no way Simon
could deep-throat that monster, but he sucked the massive head into his
mouth, nearly choking on the dimensions. Meanwhile, he gripped CT's own
slobbering hardon, and reluctantly emptied his throat from Ace's anaconda to
inhale CT's own sizable shaft.

"Nothin' like TLC...Tender Loving Cocksucking." TC sighed, rubbing his chest
and nipples, plucking them in time with Simon's determined deep-throating.
The slurping sounds were both disturbing and unbelievably erotic, especially
to Ace, who'd barely gotten any head in his life due to his large endowment.
Apparently he'd been trying the wrong gender. As he watched Simon's cute,
tight little butt waving as he chowed down on CT, Ace got an idea. He pulled
Simon off of CT, gently shoving him on the bed.

"Simon, sorry, but I gotta fuck that ass."

Simon turned even more pale, if that was possible.

"N-No, you'll tear me up inside. I can't. I..."

His throbbing erection betrayed his true desires, which all three men
noticed immediately.

"P-Please Ace, it's too much. At least make sure I get enough lubricant. I
keep mine in the bureau top drawer."

His cock leading the way like a lewd baton, Ace found the lube and returned
to the bed. Simon rolled on his belly, spreading his legs far apart, pushing
his small, round rump up in the air.

"Help 'im, CT. Might as well make this fun for all."

Still in a daze, CT managed to squeeze out some cold gel on his fingers. He
and Ace pushed the tight cheeks apart, each sliding a finger against the
hairy brown pucker. Simon moaned, his dick staining the sheets in early
ejaculate, when Ace got the first finger inside. CT managed to burrow one
next, followed by another from Ace. Not making eye contact at any time, they
began to gently nudge inside the anal cavern of their roommate. Simon's
increasingly pleasurable groans and bucking hips gave Ace the signal to
cease. He climbed on the bed, confused as to what to do exactly, but Simon
straddled his waist.

"I think this is the only way I can take that big dick up my arse. I'll just
swallow, inch by inch."

Ace nodded, his face rapt with pure pleasure. The pleasure turned to slight
discomfort as his teeth gritted in concentration, his body surprised at the
tightness of Simon's velvet folds. Slowly but surely, Simon managed to sit
on most of his erection, leaving only the base and a few extra inches. He
carressed his sweaty lover's broad, lightly furred chest, flicking Ace's
dime-sized nipples, leaning over to kiss the het hunk. Ace's eyes popped
open in surprise, but he complied, tasting a man's tongue, and the residue
of several men's hard cocks, for the first time.

CT felt left out. He didn't want to get into contortions or break their
lovemaking position, but he had his own nut to bust and didn't like being
ignored. As he watched Simon's horsey ride and methodically stroked his own
demanding erection, he noticed Ace's large feet. Sexy, hairless, clean, very
well taken care of. CT had a thing for feet, usually on girls, but Ace's
were pretty damn sexy too. CT leaned over the edge of the mattress, licking
up the heel and sole of Ace's large feet, smiling naughtily when Ace jerked
in surprise.

"You'll love this, don't worry dude," CT reassured him before placing his
cock between Ace's big toe and second toe. Ace inadvertently gave his hunky
suitemate a rough but serviceable foot job. The hint of nail scraping
against CT's underside sent him over the edge, as did his amazing view of
Ace's slimy all-American beef frank sliding in and out of Simon's slender,
supple Irish ass. CT grunted as he shot his first load, all over Ace's sexy,
hairy legs and Simon's buns. Simon purred at the sensation of more lubricant
easing his ride on Ace.

"Hey, CT. When I'm done with Ace, you're next."

CT applauded.

"Good! I want a piece of your tail."

Simon chuckled. CT didn't like the sound of that chuckle.

"Nah. What I mean is that you're next on Ace's lap. You're going to get
fucked up the arse."


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