Date: Tue, 30 Jun 2009 09:09:59 -0400
From: hardreader2000@aol.com
Subject: I Thought I Knew Chapter 25 Part 1

Chapter 25 -- Part I
From Billy's viewpoint

When Jess finally left, I called home and asked my mom if it was OK if I
stayed over at Justin's. I thought she'd be OK with it and she was. I could
borrow clean clothes from Justin for school tomorrow. I always liked that.
Knowing that his cock had been nestled where my cock was now stored. The
idea always kept me a little hard. I could stay turned on almost all day
just by wearing a pair of his jeans. Anyway, I told my mom I'd be home
after school tomorrow . . . well, after a swim team meeting at Ted's
house. I shouldn't be too late. . . . Yes, everything was fine. . . . We'd
talk about college tomorrow evening.

It seemed odd to be talking to my mom as I lay completely naked in
bed. Justin spooned behind me. His hard cock jutting between my tight ass
cheeks. I couldn't help but think about how he had been rubbing his cock
against Jess' asshole earlier. The more I pictured Justin's hard cock
thrusting against Jess' twitching sphincter, the hotter I got. In my mind I
could imagine his cock against both assholes at the same time. Jess'
asshole. My asshole. I could feel the slime of his pre-cum being rubbed
over my sphincter. I could hear his moans as his cock had made little
thrusts toward my hole. Justin's hand was caressing my chest and abs
. . . and cock. Playing in my pre-cum. Toying with my nuts. Teasing my
asshole with his hard cock. It all helped fuel the images. Images that
would be flashing through my brain for days to come. Images that would keep
my cock rock solid hard. Meanwhile, at the other end of the phone my mom
was talking on as though nothing were happening. If only she knew.

When she finally stopped talking and we hung up, I wished she hadn't
mentioned college. At the moment it seemed the one downer I still faced. I
was fine with everything else. My boyfriend's hard cock against my asshole
was hot. Coming out tomorrow didn't scare me. Not with Justin and Jess to
get me through. And it sounded as though my other friends were going to be
cool with my being gay.

College now loomed in my future as the only problem I didn't know how to
tackle. But I was determined I wasn't going to be separated from
Justin. Not even for college. Not now.

I tried to talk to Justin about college and what I should do. He said,
"Shhhh!" and pulled me in tighter, giving a series of little thrusts with
his hips that lodged his hard cock even more firmly between my ass cheeks.

"If we're not going to talk about college, then we have to talk about Jess
and us," I said. I should have just enjoyed the sex, but another issue was
also pressing on my mind, even as Justin pressed against my ass. "Are we
gonna be a threesome, or whatever you call it with three guys? You and me
and Jess?" I asked.

"Is that what you want to do?"

"Questions! All I ever get back from you is questions," I said. "No, I
don't think so. I mean it was fucking hot tonight. Wow! I think it felt
like the twins must have felt for you and I always thought that was the
hottest fucking story. I was so . . . I don't even know the words for how
it felt messing around with you and Jess. Fucking hot! But I really like it
with just you and me. At least for now."

"I know what you mean, but I think Jess really needed us today," Justin
said. "When it's just the two of us, the sex is the best. I can focus
better and it's like it gets deeper into my head. With Jess there, it
seemed like there was almost too much. Not too much exactly, but . . . but
the sex was hot with Jess today for sure. But for now, I want to be with
you."

I rolled over to face Justin. He looked disappointed that my ass had
abandoned his cock. His magnificent cock was now jutting out in front of
him, a string of pre-cum drooling from the tip. His cock looked amazingly
long and inviting, but I fought the urge to take hold of it.

"So why did you maneuver us into sex with Jess, if all you want is me?" I
asked. I wasn't envious. I just wanted to understand. What drove Justin?
What were the rules we would live by? Would it happen again with Jess?
Could we have sex with other guys? Did Justin want to?

"First of all, I didn't maneuver you," Justin said. "Sure, I took the lead
sometimes. But in the hot tub it was you who started jerking him off. I
never made you do anything and you never have to do anything you don't want
to do. I'm pretty sure you wanted to do that shit with Jess. It was a
unique experience. It isn't like the world is full of Jesses. And he's been
through a hell of a lot thanks to us. I just thought it was the right
things to do. The right time to do it. Just this one time. Jess needed
that. And it didn't hurt us. Did it?"

I agreed that this one time I thought it was a good thing to do. I couldn't
imagine the circumstances repeating themselves, but you never know. I sure
never seemed to know.

"So we're exclusive, just you and me?" I asked.

Justin seemed to think about my questions for a few seconds and then said
kinda like it was no big deal, "That's what being boyfriends means. Of
course, we're exclusive. I mean I can still look at porn and stuff. And if
you think I'm not going to look at some of those guys who come in the
store, you're crazy. But in the end, I'll come home and cum for you. Or
maybe jack off if I can't wait. Or maybe both." We both laughed.

Even though I knew that Justin had come really close to fucking Jess that
day . . . and probably would have if I hadn't interrupted . . . I didn't
make an issue of it. Maybe fucking other guys was OK if we did it
together. I didn't think so. But I didn't know what the rules ought to
be. Or even what they could be. I hugged Justin and said, "I hope you don't
have to jack off without me too often." At that moment, I actually hoped
for a lot more from Justin than just not jacking off without me. But I
couldn't find the words.

"Well," he said as he reached down and took his hard nine-inch cock in his
hand, "if you don't take care of this pretty soon, I'm gonna have to."

"You rim me first," I said, remembering how good it had felt the first
time. In a flash, I was squatting over Justin's face, his tongue just
starting to explore my nether region, when my cell phone rang. Worried it
might be my mom again and wanting to keep my parents cool about me spending
a school night at Justin's, I decided I better get it.

When I picked up the phone, I saw it was Jess calling. I figured I might as
well take it since the magic with Justin had already been put on hold.

"Hi, Jess. Just calling to say thanks?" I asked.

"No, my grandma died. I'm gonna have to go to Iowa with my folks for the
funeral. I wanted you to know, in case it changed how you felt about coming
out tomorrow and all," Jess said.

"You're not going to be there?" I asked. "But you said you were gonna be
right by my side through the whole thing."

"I know. I know. I'll be there tomorrow like we planned. But Tuesday we're
leaving. I don't have a choice," he said, almost begging for me to
understand.

"Sure. OK. I understand. Are you going to be staying with your uncle?" I
asked.

"I don't know. Things are kind of tense there. You know he remarried and
his wife is about the only black person in Iowa, other than his
stepdaughter. I don't think my dad approves too much, so we may not stay
with them."

"Too bad. Isn't his son the one your parents think may be gay?"

"Yeah. That's the one. If we stay there, I'll probably share a room with
him, but he's only 17, so don't get all excited."

"Oh, I'm all excited," I said, stroking my semi-hard cock. "Justin and I
were just . . ."

"You're still at Justin's. I figured you were home by now."

"Nope. I'm spending the whole fucking night. That session with you got me
cranked and I'm ready for more. By the way, how did you like tonight?"

Jess didn't jump in with an answer. I could hear him sort of stammering at
the other end. Finally, he said, "It was really great of you guys and
really helped me a lot."

"Yeah, helped you get your fucking rocks off, bud. Looked like you needed a
little relief. I'm just glad we could help out a friend in need."

"Well, yeah, thanks for that. And thank Justin, too. . . . And I'm real
sorry I won't be here this week. But I'll call and check in and stuff. And
we should be back Saturday, or Sunday for sure."

We talked a little more and then hung up. I looked over at Justin, who
said, "I thought you were gonna make me wait forever. Tell me quick what's
up with Jess and then get back to it," he said, nodding his head toward his
hard cock.

I filled him in fast as I got my butt back where it belonged, with Justin's
long, wet tongue wagging in my ass. Good god, it felt good. His tongue was
really strong and nimble. He could push it into my ass a little, even
though I was still clamped tight shut. But not tight shut for long.

Justin worked on my rosebud for a minute or two and then licked my nuts for
a while. Each time he switched back and forth, my ass relaxed a little
more. His tongue probed a little deeper. Then he started with a finger up
my ass. Licking, Poking. Probing. Slurping my nuts. It was the best!
Fucking best!

I'd been as hard as I could get from almost the start. By the time he had
three fingers and his tongue up my ass, I was ready to blow. Justin could
see the signs. He knew what was coming. So he started really working three
fingers deep into my ass, while sucking one nut and then the other into his
mouth. I couldn't resist and I started jacking myself more vigorously,
sliding one hand up and down my fuck pole while the other, thoroughly
coated with pre-jizz was twisting back and forth around the swollen head of
my cock.

"Fuck my ass," I shouted and started to cum. My cum was flowing. One of my
better efforts. My warm, thick cum was running off my hands and into
Justin's mouth, onto his neck and face and even in his hair.

I was so turned on, I couldn't hold my dick in one place, so he was moving
his head back and forth trying to catch my cum in his mouth. The result was
to rub his stubbled chin across my nuts. God fucking damn that was sexy. My
nuts pulled up tight as shit. With my nuts in such a turmoil, I just kept
on cumming.

Justin seemed to love it.

When my flow had mostly stopped. I scooted back so I could lean down and
give Justin a deep kiss. I sucked lots of my own cum into my mouth. It was
great. I loved swapping cum with Justin. The warm wet tongue. The sweet
smell. The taste of it. Of me and my cum. Fuck, life was good!

"Did you like that?" I asked. Justin smiled at me. "Then your gonna love
this."

I quickly reached behind my ass, grabbed Justin's straining nine-inch cock
in one hand and lowered my ass onto it, instantly impaling myself on my
boyfriend's magnificent man meat.

"Yeow," I cried as soon as I'd done it. I may have been loose from all
Justin's work on my asshole, but I'd underestimated just how big and hard
Justin's cockhead was. Let's just say I did the deed, but it was a stretch.

I waited for a minute as the pain subsided and then began to slowly ride up
and down Justin's pole, taking more and more of it up my ass with each
stroke. This was what I was made to do. I'd known it the first time and I
didn't think it would ever change.

As I rode Justin, he measured his counter thrusts to mine. Soon we were
running like a fine automobile. Smooth and quiet. Hot and fast.

"Squeeze your ass muscles," Justin urged me. It took me a few tries to get
the hang of it, but when I did, I could tell by Justin groans how much he
liked it. He looked kind of funny there under me. His face and neck and
much of his shoulders still covered with my cum. His lips smeared with
globs of my jizz. He had this shit eating smile on his face that I loved to
see.

But what I really liked was what I couldn't see, but could feel so
clearly. His hard, strong cock thrusting deep. But he was missing my
prostate, my happy place. That had felt so good before. I started to move
around a bit, trying to see if I could direct his dick to its target.

Before long, I was leaning way back. I'd taken my hands off my cock so I
could support my body with my arms behind me holding me up. I had his dick
bent back as far as I thought it could go without hurting it. The extra
pressure seemed to make it grow even longer, feel even harder as it slid so
smoothly in and out of my ass lips and deep into my inner lust. And then he
hit it. Ahhh. If he did that again, I'd blow a second load all over
him. Maybe bigger than the first.

"That's it," I moaned and repeated the downward thrust that had just
brought me so much pleasure. I was impaled with my boyfriend's cock buried
so deep in me I thought it might come right through me. Another surge of
pure pleasure flowed through me. And another and another. I couldn't stop
driving his cock into me. Bent back as far as it would go. Pounding my
ass. Hard. Deep. Again and again.

The groaning sounds from both of us. The smell of my fresh cum. The
heat. The sweat. The power of fucking. I could feel Justin's cock growing
even hotter within me. The flared cockhead moving deep inside me. It gave
me power to fuck like this. The power of pleasure. Lust. Fucking hot sex.

Justin started groaning louder and I could feel him stiffen. I was stunned
as I felt his already enormous cock swell again. I thought he might rip my
ass apart as he and I worked together to pound his meat deeper. When he
came, I felt the surge of heat released deep in my bowels. He ground his
pelvis hard against my ass, trying to get as deep as he could. I pushed
back, spreading myself as far as I could to welcome him. Grinding
together. He was still shooting and his cock was jerking against my
prostate.

I started to cum again without even touching my cock. It just started
twitching uncontrolably. Pre-jizz was flowing like fucking crazy. My nuts
were pulled up tight. My toes curled. My breathing almost halting as my abs
tensed. I let my head fall back and I swear I was seeing stars. It had
barely been 10 minutes, but I was cumming again. Soon Justin's hand was
stroking me off. With his hand covered in my cum, he brought it to his
mouth and sucked it in. I could smell the cum as he licked his fingers. I
leaned down to join him and his cock pulled free of my ass.

We both sort of giggled at the little noise it made as it popped free. But
then there was serious business to attend to as we kissed and lapped and
sucked each other, enjoying both my hot cum loads. Letting our sweaty
bodies relax against each other. Feeling the heat of his body against mine.

After a minute, I could feel Justin's cum leaking from my ass and dripping
down onto his legs.

"Dude, I think we need a shower," Justin finally said. I was happy the way
we were, but a shower didn't sound too bad either.

To Be Continued . . .

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