Date: Fri, 19 Apr 2002 21:54:33 EDT
From: Botpuppy@aol.com
Subject: The Kid at the Bar, Part 9

The Kid at the Bar

Part 9

By: botpuppy@aol.com


Jack was playing with my hair, just running his hand loosely over the top of
my head; content with my gentle sucking of his cock which was slowly
hardening and growing in my mouth. "Steve, you gotta try this out sometime,
his teats are kinda small, but his nips get nice and hard when I play with
them. He gave one a tug. Knows how to make a guy feel good with his mouth
too." "Sure looks like he makes you feel good, Jack, I don't think I ever saw
you so happy. Guess he's a real painkiller for you, but I'm feeling some
aggravation in my nuts now watching you two."

Steve had moved in closer, to the side of the bed where I could get a look at
him. He was naked, just out of the shower, and towel drying his hair just as
he was when he answered the door the first time I saw him. And I wanted him
now just as I had wanted him that day, only now he was naked and seemed much
more available. His dick was still limp with just a hint of some swelling.
"Yea, bro, I'm feeling no pain now, and Jack's hand grasped and squeezed my
ass cheek idly."

" I wish I could get my girl to do what he's doing now, bud. She tried it
once and I lost it. Came in her mouth and she raised hell. Since then, she
won't hear of oral sex. Funny, she loves it when I suck her teats, but when I
tried to go down on her, she called me an animal. Broads, I dunno." "No
problem with Mark and ball juice, bro, he seems to thrive on it."

I really wasn't in the conversation, but I had a sense of belonging somehow.
These two were so obviously close. There was a genuine mutual respect and
affection between them that was touching. But thought of their being intimate
with each other was ludicrous. Each of them reeked of masculinity in every
possible sense: big, muscular bodies, hands callused from hard work, and that
certain air that a man who is confident in his sexuality brings to the room
when he walks in. To be somehow a part of their relationship became a dream
of mine.

"So Steve, how about it, you wanna give the kid a chance to show you how he
treats a man?" The casualness of his remark stung me, in spite of the fact
that the conversation had been headed in exactly that direction. But then,
"How's that sound, Mark, think you wanna get a taste of Steve's cock?" I
breathed easier, they did have regard for my feelings, and maybe this was an
indication that they didn't consider me to be some kind of freak

Much later I realized that guys like Jack and Steve had no sexual hang- ups
about straights and gays, tops and bottoms, dominants and submissives, all
the compartments that people use to categorize and discriminate. You like to
suck dick, fine, that's what cocksuckers do, so what's the problem? I want my
dick sucked, and you want to suck it, so let's have at it. It was all very
clear cut to them.

But at the time, I was still mesmerized by the way Jack had possessed me. H e
made me want to submit to him, to do things that I would consider humiliating
just a short time ago. I had wanted to breath in his scent, to taste his arm
pit, to touch his dick, and yes, to suck it until it exploded in my mouth,
the taste of his sperm tantalizing me ever since. Early on I had fantasized
about belonging only to Jack, and I was confused when I discovered that Steve
had inspired the same lustful, submissive feelings in me.

So when Jack asked me if I wanted to blow Steve, I could answer without
hesitation. I had to back away from Jack's cock to answer, "Sure Steve, I
want to suck you too, come on and join us." Although Steve was well on his
way to a full erection, it was obvious that he had some misgivings. He was
Jack's roomie and best friend, so it was hard to believe, but I was sure that
this was to be his first experience with sex between men. But he dropped his
towel and got in bed, lying next to Jack, and I turned to him and took his
still hardening rod between my lips. I began licking round the big head the
way Jack liked it. It tasted vaguely of soap from his shower; a change from
Jack's, that was salty from the sweat worked up by his performance that
night.

It my have been the first time for Steve but he was obviously enjoying it.
His cock swelled to its full girth and grew steely hard in my mouth. I had to
force my jaws open as far as I could in order to accommodate it as I bobbed
my head up and down its length, trying my best to make this an experience he
would remember.

"Hey Mark, don't forget the guy who brought you to this dance, pay some
attention to your man." I scooted back to Jack, and repeated the same
tonguing and sucking action, and had to use the same effort to open wide
enough to accept Jack's dick, that was now up to full arousal. Except for
hair color, these two were poured out of the same mold; even their cocks
seemed identical. I decided to give my aching jaws a rest and lowered to
Jack's balls, first licking, then taking one at a time in my mouth to suck
it. "Oh, yeah kid do that some more, just like that, keep it up."

Meanwhile, Steve had moved closer, his torso and legs up tight against
Jack's. I was glad because now I had only to leave Jack's nuts for a second
to be savoring Steve's balls, which were also pulled up tight in his scrotum.
The only difference between the two of them would disappear the next time
that Jack was able to shower. I tried to give Steve the same careful
attention but it seemed that he wanted more. I was shocked and overjoyed that
he rolled over, straddling Jack, with his legs spread wide, on either side of
Jack's thighs.

Now my view was of Jack's erect cock, Steve's ass and balls and his cock
within an inch of His buddy's. Did I dare do it? Jack had moaned when my
tongue flicked at his ass crack, so I decided to go for it. I began to lick
up and down Steve's cleavage, wanting to give him all the pleasure that I
knew Jack got from this, with no thought that a week ago I would have
considered this disgusting.

I had recently started to pay more attention to keeping myself clean, being
careful to bathe now rather than just shower quickly. If Jack had ever
decided to fuck me, to shove that marvelous dick into my hole, I sure wanted
it to be clean. So I was aware, but Steve's ass didn't disappoint me. I
buried my nose in his crack, breathing in the musky odor and flicking my
tongue at that sensitive flesh just below his balls.

I worried about Jack and returned to his dick that was now so swelled that
his pre- cum leaked from the wide slit in its head. I took him in my mouth
again, and soon he was writhing on his back. "Suck me kid suck this load of
fuck juice outta my nuts. I need to cum now." I was surprised, Jack was
always so cool and collected, even when in full sexual arousal. Maybe it was
all the excitement of the night, and he must be in some pain. And the next
thing I knew I was rewarded with the first blast of his sperm flooding my
mouth. If he was suffering from his injury, it didn't affect the ability to
reward me in this way of his.

" Jack, you alright?" "I'll be ok, pass me that painkiller, Mark, will you?"
And I rushed to refill Jack's glass and handed it to him. He took a long
pull, stifled a belch and lay back, Steve moving off him to give him some
room. Jack rolled to one side, more at ease now. "Steve?" "Yea, man, what do
you want?" "I want to give you something. I want you to take Mark's cherry in
my place. Poor kid's waited too long, and I'm in bad shape now. Do me a favor
and fuck him in my place."

Steve and I were both startled by this. I had been fantasizing about a cock
in my ass, yes. But the guy in my dreams had always Jack, and now he was
offering my virginity to his closest friend. But I wasn't shocked. Taken in
context, with these two guys, this seemed to be natural. I was thrilled to be
a part of their lives even though a stranger would have taken this as an
indication that I was just a plaything to them. "That ok with you Mark? You
know how much I want to do it myself, but with this friggin ankle, no way I
can make your first fucking be what it oughta be", slurring his words ever so
slightly.

Steve may have been caught off guard, but he recovered quickly, his cock
growing back to full erection as he digested the conversation. The prospect
clearly didn't disgust him, as I think it might have a short time ago. But
his answer, "Fuck, no, pal. You're kinda on a downer tonight with your ankle,
and while you were groggy, the doc did give you a shot to ease the pain.
You'll be ship- shape in no time, though, and you can take the kid then.
Besides, I never fucked a boy, what if I mess up Mark's first time?"

"It is true, Mark, you are a virgin back there, right?" And I nodded
agreement, feeling a stirring inside as I felt that soon I wouldn't be able
to say that again. "So tell us, babe, do you wanna give it up to Steve? Think
of him filling in for this wounded soldier", with a broad grin.

Then Steve broke in, "Jack, quit it, it just isn't right, I mean a blow job
is one thing but moving in on a buddy's chick is not the way I play the
game." I decided to ignore the term chick, confident now that it wasn't
intended as a slur. "I want you to have him, buddy, fuck why not? We share
everything, money, rubbers, my car, your parents, and even the broads at your
place on holidays. Its payback time Steve, do it for me. And don't worry,
fucking a guy is a lot like fucking a broad. It's his first time too, so he's
no expert.

It seemed to be settled so I got in the bed on my back. "Now spread his legs
and pin his thighs back against his chest, you'll see why in a minute." When
I was arranged that way, I knew why too. My ass cheeks seemed to open up wide
involuntarily and I felt the cooler air on my hole for the first time in my
life. Steve paused, just looking at me in that vulnerable position. "Wow, I
never saw a guy's hole before. Do they all have a little pink pucker like
Mark has?" "Oh, fuck, I gotta get a look for myself, hold him open, will ya?"
And with that, Jack propped himself up on his elbows. I could almost feel two
pairs of eyes focusing on me, and almost wished that I could see myself as
well.

As he raised up, he winced, and I heard him slurp down the rest of his drink.
He would be sleeping soundly in a few minutes.

"Ok, babe, its just you and me now", and Steve spread my cheeks again and
lowered his head to my butt, his big hands kneading my ass cheeks. When I
felt him sniffing me, I was grateful for those long baths. I must have passed
the test because the next thing I felt was his lips and then his tongue
insinuating into my hole. I could have passed out then, so thrilling was the
feel of him in me. I began to writhe around on the bed.

"I know Jack keeps some stuff in his night table, babe, see if you can find a
tube of lube in the drawer." I handed him the KY, and he began to rub a big
glob in me, tracing circles in my hole with his finger, then applying it to
his cock as well. I had never been so excited. I could almost feel a
twitching deep inside me as I lay spread and waiting for him to enter me. I
was so glad that Jack had thought of this position for my first time, not
only did it offer them a glimpse of what my butt looked like, but it also
allowed me to see what was in store for me.

Steve held me by the backs of my knees, spreading me to the maximum, and
knelt between my legs. I saw the enlarged head of his cock at my hole, and
watched as he thrust into me. I gasped in pain, though, as Steve's thickness
began to pierce my insides.  He had to penetrate my sphincter to get his part
of the job accomplished, and though I was prepared for it, I was surprised at
how severe the pain was. Steve instinctively recognized the problem and
withdrew. He took his middle finger and began to work my hole again, soon
joined by a second and a third finger. I felt my sphincter respond, opening
up, and soon his three fingers were entering me easily.

His fingers felt good but now I was ready, "Come on Steve, I can do it now,
let me feel your cock in me again", and soon I was rewarded as he eased in.
His dick was rock hard and he began to probe it around deep inside me. But
the most intense feeling was when the head of his dick slid across this small
bump someplace just behind my balls. I would find out later that all men had
a gland called the prostate, which controls his ejaculation. At that time,
however, my only reaction was an overwhelmingly intense sensation, which
quickly erased any feeling of pain.

He grinned with an expression of triumph and began to thrust deeper into me,
finally bottoming out with his pubes tight against my ass. Then he would
slowly withdraw; watching intently as my ass lips clung to his cock. The
underside of his cock head seemed to pull my ass lips out of me as they
seemed to cling to it. After a short pause, he would reenter, and my hole
would dilate to welcome each new invasion, and then contract as if to try to
hold him inside me.

He continued with this, massaging my prostate with each penetration and
withdrawal. Each stroke flooded me with lust and an uncontrollable urge,
until finally, I screamed in ecstasy as I experienced the most intense orgasm
of my life. My dick erupted, and my load was being deposited on his chest and
abs as he continued to pump in me.

Then I felt it, his hot sperm jetted into me violently, as he began to make
loud guttural animal noises. I felt it coating my insides as he began to lick
and take little bites of the back of my neck and then my nipples. Then he
collapsed on top of me, panting. After a moment, our breaths returned to near
normal and he rolled off me and lay on his back. Jack had surrendered to the
painkiller and the whiskey and was snoring gently on my left, with Steve on
my right.

Steve ran his hand around my butt. "You Ok, little man, did I hurt you? "I
wanted nothing so much as to take his face between my hands and kiss his
lips, but my instincts warned me against that. Instead, I buried my face in
the crook of his arm and lay there, content. He no longer smelled of soap.
Soon the three of us were fast asleep in Jack's big bed.


Many thanks for all of your kind comments, they make me want to continue this
story. If anyone thinks I should not continue, please let me know.

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