From: mpierce@pathcom.com
Subject: Repost - "LITTLE MIKEY" PART 1/2 by MM (m/m, teens)
Date: 5 Sep 1996 12:08:42 GMT
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WARNING: The following text contains scenes of textual nudity and graphic
sex between consenting teenage males.  If you are offended by such material, 
or are under the legal age of consent to read such material, please do not 
read any further.  All persons and events depicted in the following story 
are entirely fictitious.  Any resemblance to those living or dead is 
purely coincidental.  

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   "LITTLE MIKEY"     (Part 1 of 2)

    by Mikey Mark

* * *

My First real sexual experience with a guy occurred when I was 14 years old 
and in grade nine.  That was September 1983 in case you are curious... the 
year I entered high school.

I met quite a few new people in those first few weeks, balancing my social 
obligations to flirt with girls while indulging my passion for choosing cute 
guys for friends.  One of these, a dark haired, cool, quiet but friendly guy 
named Glen happened to turn up in three of my classes, sitting close by in 
each of them.

One of the first differences that I noticed between high school and middle 
school was the gym change-rooms.  Back in middle school, guys still wore gym 
shorts under their pants on gym days.  In high school, they had full 
(mandatory) showers after gym class.  In addition to this, there is the old 
unwritten rule in change-rooms where the very first place you change in 
becomes your spot for the rest of the school year.  Physically speaking, I was 
one of the shorter guys in the class.  There were usually about two or three
other guys in every class that were shorter than me, but that was about it.
Most of the guys were much taller and heavier built than I was.  However,
considering dick size only, I was certainly one of the biggest boys in the
class.  On my small frame, considering the fact that I had barely begun to
grow in height, my dick looked especially large.  Needless to say, with my
name being Mike, the guys quickly coined the (ironic) nickname "Lil'Mikey" 
that stuck with me throughout high school and college.

Anyways, to make a long story short, one of the classes that Glen and I shared 
was gym-class.  He also sat immediately opposite to me in the change-room.  
Being in so many classes together, Glen and I became pretty good friends.  He 
made most of the first moves.  He introduced himself first, he came over to 
talk to me, he offered me cigarettes, he invited over to his place after 
school to shoot some pool, that kind of thing.  I knew that he liked me 
although I didn't really know that I was gay at the time.  I certainly knew
that I liked boys better than girls, but I hadn't actually done anything about
it.  However, I also knew that when we were in the gym change-room, Glen
couldn't take his eyes off my dick!

Around the time of spring break, Glen invited me over to his house.  His 
parents were away and he was serving drinks from his parents liquor cabinet.  
We sat around and drank and shot pool until we were both feeling tipsy.  I 
called my parents to tell them I was going to sleep over at Glen's house.  I 
didn't bother to tell my mother that Glen's parents were out of town.

Glen was very generous with his parent's liquor supply and I was staggering 
drunk in no time.  Around midnight, Glen pulls out a couple of old Playboy 
magazines from his secret stache.  I could barely focus on the pages, but Glen 
read some of the letters out loud to me while I flipped through the pictures, 
both of us pretending to be straight!  We joked around for a while before I 
told Glen that I had to crash real soon.  He showed me up to the guest room 
which had a fold-out bed and said goodnight.

About an hour later, Glen came into the room and sat on the bed.  I woke up 
immediately but didn't stir.  My head was pounding from the liquor and I was 
curious...

He spoke to me and gave me a gentle nudge while I feigned deep, drunken sleep. 
Slowly, he grew bolder and pulled the sheets back, leaving me sprawled in my 
underwear.  I felt his fingers touch my dick through my underwear.  
Involuntarily, my dick lurched to the attention.  I tried my best to hold it 
back, but his fingers worked deftly.  Eventually, my dick was completely 
rockhard and straining at the fabric of my jockey shorts.

I was concentrating on keeping my breathing steady and even while Glen ever so 
slowly peeled down my underwear to expose my cock.  My whole body twitched 
when his hot wet mouth closed over the head of my dick.  Unfortunately, my 
twitch startled him and he pulled back.  After a few minutes he regained his 
confidence and began to slowly stroke my still hard cock.

It was one of the slowest and most intense orgasm that I ever had.  I laid 
there perfectly still, trying to control my breathing while Glen jerked me off 
with excruciating slowness!  After I shot my load, Glen cleaned it up, put my 
underwear and sheets back to normal and then left the room.

The next day, neither Glen nor I said a word about what happened.  But I did 
accept Glen's invitation to spend another night there on Saturday.

I rode home that afternoon on my bicycle and came back to Glen's house again 
right after dinner.  The script did not change one bit.  Glen poured lots of 
drinks until I was seriously drunk and when I crashed out in the guest room, 
he proceeded to sneak in an hour after I supposedly passed out and played with 
my dick until I shot a load all over myself.

The same thing happened about a month later when his parents went up to their 
cottage for a weekend.  Glen got to stay in town because he had a job at a 
hardware store on Saturday afternoons.  That Saturday night, Glen proceeded to 
follow his script.  He was always generous with his parents liquor and I often 
wondered why they never detected Glen's binges.  It had gotten to the point 
where I was secretly tossing half my drink into the sink to avoid getting too 
wasted.  I liked being awake for Glen's nightly visits.

This pattern continued for several months.  Glen's parents traveled up to the 
cottage almost every weekend.  I was really torn by it all.  I definitely 
liked guys and very much wanted to have sex with other guys, except I didn't 
want to do it with Glen.  He was goodlooking and friendly, but something was 
"missing" in our relationship.  I liked Glen as a buddy...he was genuinely fun 
to be with, but I really wasn't sexually attracted to him.  However, I was 
fourteen years old at the time and having my dick sucked off regularly wasn't
something to complain about!

Around the end of August that summer, Glen had the weekend off of work and 
invited me up to his cottage with his parents.  We spent the day swimming and 
canoeing and slept in a tent about a hundred feet from the cottage.  We didn't 
have as much to drink that night because of his parents, but Glen still went 
for my dick as soon as he figured I was asleep.  By this time I was getting 
pretty good at faking sleep while getting sucked off.

The next afternoon Glen and I canoed down to the other end of the lake and 
hiked up to a secluded rocky waterfall in the forest that Glen knew about.  It 
was really hot so the two of us stripped naked and had a cold natural shower 
together.  The pounding water soon gave me a raging hardon.  When Glen stepped 
out of the water and sat down on the rocks to dry off, I followed him over and 
stood beside him with my half-hard dick waving about a foot in front of his 
face.

Glen looked up at me, squinting in the afternoon sun.  I commanded him to suck 
my dick.  He looked seriously shocked, as if he never suspected that I had 
been awake for his nocturnal visits.  But he did suck me off, and even jerked 
himself off while he was doing it.  He never really sucked my whole cock, only 
about half of it, but it felt great.

I immediately regretted my action.  From then on, Glen knew I liked getting 
sucked off so he would just ask me if he could anytime he wanted.  He always 
just said "can I do it?" assuming that I knew what "it" was.  Until that time, 
the only time Glen sucked my dick was when I slept over at his place and 
pretended to be asleep.  Now Glen was sucking me off in his basement after 
school, at my house, in the bushes at a local park, anywhere he could!   With 
all that practice, he was getting to be pretty good at it! 

By grade ten I was beginning to get seriously sick of Glen sucking on my dick. 
Part of it had to do with the girl that I was seeing was on the birth control 
pill and I was fucking her every weekend.  I know I am gay now, but when I was 
15 years old, I wasn't quite so clear on the concept.  Besides, when you 
consider the social environment that the average suburban teenager lives in, 
you'd know why I had a girlfriend, and one of the best looking girls in school 
at that!

As time went on, I saw less and less of Glen, although he was still calling me 
up and suggesting things for the two of us to do.  When I finally agreed to go 
somewhere with him I would tease him by wearing something that I knew would 
drive him nuts like an old pair of cut-off sweatpants that I would wear with 
no underwear, or an old pair of blue jogging shorts that allowed my dick 
and/or balls to slip out the leg hole.  Before I left, he would always ask me 
if I wanted to "do it".  More often than not, I said no.  He would really get
upset with me, but he didn't argue to much after the first few times I said
"no".  After a few months of this, I figured that Glen was finally getting the
hint.  However, that was not to be the case!

During the summer between grades 10 and 11, Glen showed up at my place one 
afternoon.  I hadn't seen him for about a month and had been ignoring his 
phone calls.  He didn't seem to mind though.  He invited me to come on over to 
shoot a game of pool.  I told him that I didn't feel like it but he was very 
persistent and promised that he would not bug me about "doing it".  
Reluctantly, I agreed.

When we got there, Glen poured drinks and we headed for the basement to shoot 
some pool.  After a couple of games, we went into the rec-room to sit down.  
That was when he attacked me.

Glen was a couple inches taller than me and physically better developed.  It 
didn't take him long to pin me down on the floor in a wrestling hold.  We had 
play wrestled before, but this was different.  Glen was very serious and was 
using considerable force to pin me down.  He shifted his weight and pulled me 
around until he had my right arm pinned behind my back in what we usually 
called a "cop-hold".  Then he proceeded to pull down my pants. 

It was obvious that Glen was frustrated with my hot'n'cold responses.  First I 
let him suck me off all the time, then I was teasing him and ignoring him.  
Now he was forcefully taking what he wanted.  And it was certainly my dick 
that he wanted because no sooner did he get my pants down than he flipped me 
over, knelt down on my shoulders and leaned over to suck on my cock.  After a 
couple of minutes I gave up protesting and let him do it.  That was when Glen 
pulled back off my dick, unzipped his pants and exposed his own rock hard cock
which he proceeded to force into my mouth and laid down on top of me in a 69
position.

Glen's dick wasn't that big, only about six inches or so, but it was quite 
thick and with all of his weight on top of me, it was all I could do to keep 
from choking on it and stay breathing.  I couldn't believe what was happening. 
Glen fucked my mouth while he sucked me off.  It was the first time I ever 
sucked a cock and I choked on his cum when he shot his load down my throat.  
It was a really weird experience, and despite my anger, it didn't take too 
long for me to orgasm with Glen sucking furiously away on my cock.

When we were both done, Glen got up and pulled his pants up.  I just laid 
there on the carpet, his cum dripping off my chin and my own cum dripping down 
off my chest.  I was furious.  I got up, pulled up my pants and left without 
saying another word.

Glen apologized to me the next day, saying he couldn't help it, but he said 
that "he knew I wanted to do it".  I just ignored him and completely refused 
to have anything to do with him at all.

The following summer, as my hormones were getting stronger and stronger, I was 
gradually beginning to feel guilty about treating Glen so badly.  Yes, he did 
force sex on me, but I had been cock-teasing him and using him as a cocksucker 
for months before that.  I didn't really hold it against him, as I kind of 
sympathized with where he was coming from.  I was acting like an asshole and I 
deserved it. 
		
Glen still hadn't given up trying to be friends with me though.  It looked 
like he was never going to give up.  But as I said, I was beginning to feel a 
bit guilty about treating him badly and having broken up with my girlfriend I 
was beginning to miss having a regular sexual outlet besides my right hand.

Well, all it took was a half-friendly hello one day when I ran into Glen at 
the local store for him to figure all was forgiven.  He proceeded to invite me 
up to his cottage that very weekend for old times sake.  We had both turned 
sixteen and he had his drivers licence already.  His parents weren't going up 
so we could really do some serious drinking as he put it.  He said he could 
get his sister to buy some beer for us to take up with us.  I reluctantly 
agreed only after he swore that he would not touch me unless I explicitly
asked him to.  I don't know why I accepted, but I was bored and horny, so I
said why not.

While packing a few things to take up with me, I began to formulate a plan.  
If Glen really wanted my cock so bad, I was going to give it to him...  

Once we got up to the cottage, I put on my cutoff sweatpants without 
underwear.  I knew it drove Glen crazy to see my dick bouncing around.  We had 
a few beers before I waved my dick in Glen's face and told him to suck on it. 
He didn't hesitate.  Afterwards, we had a few more beers and then I did it 
again.  Except this time I told Glen that I wanted to bumfuck him.  He looked 
shocked but went to find some lube anyways.  When he got back, he greased up 
my big hard cock and then his asshole.  He laid face down on the floor and I
knelt between his legs.  I didn't really know how to fuck a guy's ass, but I
had fucked pussy before.  I figured it would be the same type of thing so I
pointed the head of my dick at his lubed up asshole and pushed it in.  You
should have heard Glen squeal!  He begged me to stop moving and stay still for
a minute.

After laying there for what seemed like hours, I gradually began to rock back 
and forth ever so slowly.  Glen's butt was extremely tight, tighter than a 
pussy.  I only had about half my dick inside his ass but the sensation was 
incredible and it didn't take long to get me ready to blow my load deep inside 
Glen's butt.

Eventually, I got up a nice rhythm, sliding my dick about halfway in and back. 
 There was no way I could get all of it in because every time I tried to push 
it in just a little bit further, Glen would screech with pain.  As long as I 
didn't try pushing my dick in beyond about half way, Glen would just lay there 
and grunt when I slid in and moan when I slid back out until only the head of 
my dick remained inside his ass.  Then I would shove my dick back in and try 
to stop in time not to hurt him.  It was very difficult to resist the
temptation to just shove my whole eight and three-quarter inch dick all the
way in and damn the concequences!  Either way, it was my first fuck and Glen's
ass was really tight, so it didn't take long for me to shoot my load up Glen's
muscular young butt!

My dick was still half hard and slicked with some blood and shit when I pulled 
it out and that sorta grossed me out.  We both took showers after that, but 
didn't do anything else that day.  The following day I fucked Glen twice more, 
getting in deeper and fucking harder each time.  Just before we got into the 
car to come home, I fucked Glen on the hood of his parents car.  I don't know 
what got into me, but I really tried to hurt him by pounding his ass furiously 
with my cock (I still didn't shove it in all the way!).  I knew it must have
hurt like hell having my big dick plowing into him like that, but I didn't let
up until I shot a load deep inside him.  Afterwards, neither he nor I said a
word, the whole way back to the city.   

That was about it for me and Glen.  When we got home, I immediately regretted 
doing what I did.  When Glen called me up the next day I said no more.  From 
then on until the end of high school, Glen made it clear to me that he would 
suck my dick or bend over for me anytime I wanted it, but I didn't want it.  I 
gave it to him a couple more times after that last weekend, but not very 
often.  Gradually, I saw less and less of him.  When I moved out to go to 
university, I stopped seeing him completely.


* * *

   "LITTLE MIKEY"     (Part 2 of 2)

    by Mikey Mark

* * *

When I was seventeen years old and in grade twelve at high school, I answered 
a couple of classified personal ads that I found in the newspaper.  The first 
two that I called didn't go very far beyond an initial friendly chat.  For the 
third one, I included my dick size with my physical description and was 
promptly provided with an address and an invitation.  His name was Rick.

I screwed up my nerves and went there on the following Friday night.  He was a 
not half-bad looking guy, not as good as I hoped, but certainly easy on the 
eyes.  He had medium length dirty blond hair, blue eyes, black eyebrows and a 
coppertone tan.  He had told me that he was twenty-one and he was probably 
closer to twenty-five, but he did have his own apartment with a good supply of 
hot videos and cold beer. 

He moved quickly.  There was a hot porno video on the VCR, I had a cigarette 
in one hand and a cold bottle of beer in the other, and Rick between my knees 
massaging my crotch.  He then proceeded to give me a superb blow-job.  Just 
about the time I was getting close to cumming, he pulled away and stood up.  I 
put out the cigarette, chugged on my beer and followed him into the bedroom 
with my fly undone and my rockhard monster leading the way.

Once inside his bedroom, Rick proceeded to strip me completely, including my 
socks and underwear.  I kinda just stood there wondering what to do with 
myself, standing stark naked and watching Rick remove his own clothes.  When 
he was naked he embraced me and we fell onto the bed, necking passionately and 
getting off on the friction of our nakedness.  I had never necked with another 
guy before and it was a major turnon for me.

I found myself laying back as Rick worked his way down my smooth hairless 
chest with his tongue.  It felt incredible.  He bypassed my dick and continued 
on down my legs all the way to my feet and actually sucked each toe 
individually!  Then he worked his way back up the inside of my legs and began 
to lick my balls.  By the time he reached my dick I was rolling around 
franticly with pleasure and anticipation. 

When he did finally start sucking on my dick again, it took me only seconds to 
feel the beginnings of an orgasm.  All of a sudden Rick pulled away from my 
throbbing cock, denying me an orgasm once again.  It was fantastic.  He was an 
expert.  I knew from my own jerkoff experiences that a delayed orgasm is 
stronger and more intense, so I waited to see what would happen.

In a hoarse whisper, Rick asked me to roll over.  I complied and found myself 
laying sprawled face down and spread-eagle on the double bed while Rick 
proceeded to lick my ass.  It was the first time I had ever felt that weird 
sensation.  I instinctively resisted, but gave in immediately when I felt his 
probing tongue.  It was my first rim job an I loved it.  I was squirming 
around and moaning loudly with pleasure when Rick suddenly switched his tongue 
for his rockhard 7 inch cock.  

At first it was incredibly painful.  I couldn't bear to have him move at all. 
 It kind of felt exactly like I had to take a serious shit.  When he started 
to slide it in and out I just about lost it completely.  Silently I prayed for 
him stop.  I begged him to stop, but I didn't say a word.

Slowly.  Ever so slowly, the pain and general uncomfortableness of having his 
dick sliding in and out of my virgin asshole began to recede.  I think I was 
practically delirious with the power of the sensations produced by getting 
fucked up the ass.  When I opened my eyes and realized where I was and what I 
was doing (or rather, what was being done to me), I realized that I really 
liked it.  His pace began to quicken and instinctively I raised up my butt to 
meet his thrusts.  I couldn't believe myself.  I was panting and moaning like
there was no tomorrow!  I was terribly embarrassed about it but I couldn't
help it.  I really loved getting my butt fucked!

Encouraged by my responses, Rick eventually built up his pace until he was 
pounding into me and we were both covered in a fine sheen of sweat.  I 
couldn't actually feel his cum when he shot it into me but I knew when he 
orgasmed by the way he slammed onto me with one wild last thrust and 
collapsed, his dick buried to the hilt.

When Rick finally rolled off of me I quivered with the cool breeze that 
greeted my battered asshole.  When I rolled over, I discovered that my dick 
was sticky as were the sheets where I laid.  It was obvious that I had shot a 
load or two while Rick was fucking me, although I wasn't sure just when it 
occurred.  As far as I could tell, after the intitial painful stage, the rest 
of the experience was more intense and even more pleasurable than any blowjob 
or fuck I had yet experienced. 

Afterwards, I laid back and smoked the stereotypical post-coital cigarette.  
My asshole was burning and my whole body felt drained and exhausted.  Rick 
told me to grab a shower, but I didn't know if my legs would work.  They did, 
though they were quite a bit wobbly as I staggered to the washroom.  I 
immediately sat down on the toilet and spewed out Rick's cum from my ass.  The 
sound of it was rather embarrassing.  The jetstream of a hot shower 
invigorated me and when I got out I felt terrific.

I sat around naked in the living room with Rick afterwards and we chatted 
amicably.   Rick told me that my ass was the best he had ever fucked and my 
dick was the biggest he had ever sucked.  I blushed, but my dick began to stir 
with the attention.  Around midnight we got dressed and Rick gave me a drive 
home.  We made a date for the following Friday.

I didn't jerkoff all week in anxious anticipation of another hot session.  
That following Friday night I went over to Rick's apartment and enjoyed 
another wonderful night of hot passionate sex.  We began with a shower and 
afterwards Rick gave me a thorough massage.  From time to time he teased my 
ass with his tongue.  Each time my body twitched with anticipation.

After a while Rick pulled out the baby oil and poured it on my back.  It felt 
wonderful as he rubbed it into my back and all down my legs.  It didn't take 
long for Rick's oily hands to find my quivering asshole.  Instead of his 
tongue which I prayed for, I got a serious finger fucking.  It felt kinda 
cool, like a little mini-cock, but rougher.  It was almost a relief when Rick 
replaced his fingers with his rock hard cock.  It too was well oiled and it 
surprised me how easy it went in, but it still caused pain.

It took a couple of minutes for the pain to recede, but I waited for it, 
knowing it would come.  When it did, I shifted my weight.  Rick must have 
taken this as a signal because he immediately began to fuck the daylights out 
of me!

After a thoroughly serious fucking, but before he came, Rick pulled his dick 
out and made me roll over onto my back and hold up my knees.  He then 
re-inserted his rock hard cock into my willing butt.  I really liked this 
position because it allowed us to kiss while he fucked me.  I liked having his 
tongue probe my mouth as deeply as his cock pounded my ass.

After a building up to an ass-punishing tempo, Rick suddenly stops and pulls 
back.  It took me a minute to realize it had stopped, but when I opened my 
eyes to look up to him, he just started to smile and fuck me some more.  The 
only difference now was that he had grabbed hold of my dick.  Now with each 
thrust of his cock into my ass, his hand pulled tightly on my dick.  It didn't 
take long for me to spurt a load of hot cum all over my neck, chest and 
stomach.

After I blew my load, Rick picked up his fucking pace again.  This time he 
pinned my knees back against my shoulders locked in the crook of his arms.  
This allowed him to really pound my ass.  After having cum already, my body 
was totally relaxed as Rick fucked with an orgasmic intensity.  Afterward, I 
showered again and Rick drove me home.  

Once again I agreed to meet him the following Friday.  I figured that we had a 
pattern set, but that was not to be the case!  When I arrived at his place 
again, Rick had a friend over.  His name, was Duane and he was a cool looking 
dude around my age with long blond hair and bright blue eyes.  He was quite a 
bit taller than Rick and really thin.  I was attracted to him immediately.  I 
imagined that his dick would be as long and skinny as he was despite the fact 
that my own dick was no where near as short and slim as the rest of my body.

After a few drinks, I ended up sitting on the couch beside Duane.  When Rick 
went to the washroom to piss out the last couple of beers, Duane put his hand 
on my leg and began to feel me up.  He said that Rick told him that I had a 
really big dick and he really wanted to check it out.  Embarrassed by this, I 
didn't protest as he slowly worked his way towards my zipper.  By the time 
Rick came back from the washroom, Duane had my jeans undone and my dick 
sticking out at full mast. 

Rick didn't even bat an eyelash at his friend's actions.  Duane looked up when 
he came in and the two of them started to talk about the size of my dick as 
though I wasn't even there.  It was really strange.  Rick then offered us more 
beer and went to the kitchen to get it.  Duane went back to sucking on my dick 
and I just sat there dumbfounded and overtaken with the pleasure of a hot wet 
mouth on my dick - especially Duane's hot wet mouth!  I was really turned on 
my his long dirty blond hair and I ran my fingers through it while he sucked
on my dick.

When Rick came back with the beers, he put Duane's on the coffee table and 
handed mine to me.  It felt really weird taking it from his hand as though we 
were just sitting around chatting and this guy just happened to have his head 
in my lap.

After Rick sat down, we just sat there silently, both of us watching Duane 
work on my dick.  When Rick commented on Duane's skills, I mumbled my 
agreement.  Rick proceeded to tell me that he and Duane had been fooling 
around for two years and that it was their plan for the newspaper ad to find a 
cute young stud with a big dick to share.  I turned beet-red with acute 
embarrassment when he said this, but being the centre of attention did kind of 
turn me on.

By this time I was beginning to squirm around and moan with pleasure from 
Duane's action on my dick.  I could stay perfectly still and silent while 
getting sucked off (practice from my days with Glen), but if I didn't restrain 
myself I ended up squirming around and moaning softly, with an occasional 
involuntary twitch that indicated I was getting close.

About this time, Rick suggested that I stand up so Duane could really suck me 
off easier.  As if in agreement, Duane immediately stopped sucking on my dick 
and slipped off the couch and onto his knees.  The two of them looked 
expectantly at me and so I stood up.  In one simple motion, Duane pulled my 
jeans and underwear down to my knees and started to lick my balls.  It felt 
fantastic.  I closed my eyes and let my head roll back as the waves of 
pleasure emanated from my balls.

That was when Rick got on his knees behind me and stuck his tongue up my ass 
and began to give me a serious rim job as he had done several times before.  I 
cannot describe the feeling of having two mouths working on my ass and my dick 
at the same time.  I was delirious with pleasure and after a few minutes of 
this action I could barely continue to stand.  I wobbled a couple of times, 
but Rick's firm grip on my hips held me up.  When I could take it no longer, 
Rick suggested we move to the bedroom.

Once there, Rick and Duane stripped their own clothes off as well as my own.  
Duane laid down on the bed on his back and invited me to lay on top of him in 
a 69 position.  My dick was still hard as a rock and being so near to cumming 
in the living room, I didn't take long to do what he asked.  I knelt by his 
head, fed my dick into his waiting mouth and laid down on top of him.  I was 
surprised to find that his dick was quite small for someone so tall, but it 
was nicely thick and hard as a rock so I began to suck on it.

In a veritable repeat of our position in the living room, Rick began to lick 
my ass again.  I could barely keep my concentration on sucking Duane's dick 
while my own was buried to the hilt in Duane's mouth and Rick tickled my ass 
with his tongue.  Eventually I gave up trying and just laid there with Duane's 
dick in my mouth.  Rick was pushing on my ass and forcing my dick all the way 
down Duane's throat and it was all I could do to let Duane's dick slide in and 
out of my mouth with the rocking motion caused by Rick pushing on my ass.

When the sensations became really intense and I knew I was going to cum, I 
tried to call out that I was cumming, but my voice wasn't working to good at 
the time and Duane's dick in my mouth didn't help.  I just laid there and let 
it happen.  Once I came, the action stopped and Rick rolled me off of Duane.  
Duane sat up and I looked at him.  His hair was all a mess and he was wiping 
my cum from his chin and grinning at me.  His dick was still rock hard as he 
had not cum from my feeble cocksucking.

Rick as well had a raging erection as no one had touched his dick yet.  He was 
standing beside the bed holding a tube of K-Y jelly.  I knew that he wanted to 
fuck me.  He always fucked me after licking my ass.  That was when Duane 
straddled my face and pulled my legs straight up in the air.  I felt Rick's 
slippery fingers probe my exposed ass as Duane's ass and balls hung above my 
face only inches away.  Duane had a firm grip on my ankles and had my legs 
sticking straight up in the air while Rick prepared to fuck me.

Once Rick had his dick inside me and I stopped gasping and started to relax a 
bit, Duane slowly sat down on my face.  As Rick increased the tempo of his 
fucking, I abandoned all inhibitions and began to lick Duane's asshole.  Rick 
fucked me furiously, but then all of a sudden stopped and pulled out and Duane 
got off my face.  I gasped for my breath and laid there quivering and waiting 
for more.

Duane laid down on the bed beside me and Rick told me to fuck him.  My dick 
was only half-hard since I had just shot a load a few minutes ago, but Rick 
used the K-Y to lube my dick and expertly bring back a full erection.  Once I 
was hard again, I knelt between Duane's legs.  He was laying on his back and 
holding his knees against his chest.  I pointed my dick at his lubed up butt 
and shoved.  He obviously was no virgin because he hardly made a noise as half 
of my dick slid in effortlessly.  I waited for him to relax and then started
to slide back and forth slowly.  On my third or fourth gentle thrust, my dick
slid all the way in.  It was an incredible feeling and Duane began to grunt
and moan wildly.  That was when Rick got back behind me again and pushed me
down until I was deep inside Duane.  Then he proceeded to stick his dick back
up my ass.  Considering the fact that he had already been fucking me, his dick
slid right inside easily.

From then on, I just laid there in a "fuck sandwich" squeezed between Duane on 
the bottom and Rick on top.  Rick did all the work, pulling back and thrusting 
forward.  The force of Rick plowing into my ass drove my own dick deeper 
inside Duane and he just grunted.  The three of us continued like that for 
quite a while.

After what seemed like hours, but was in fact only a few minutes, Rick 
increased his pace to that of a fucking frenzy.  I was practically delirious 
and mumbled and moaned incoherently while Duane just grunted with every 
thrust.  Being face to face with Duane, the two of us began to kiss wildly 
while both of our asses were pounded.  Having his tongue in my mouth, my dick 
in his ass and Rick's dick pounding into my own butt drove me insane and I was 
the first reach orgasm.  I could feel my dick swishing around in Duane's now
overly lubricated butt while Rick worked himself upto an orgasmic final
thrust.  After he came, the three of us just collapsed there on the bed,
exhausted and covered in sweat.

I continued to see Rick and Duane for a few more sessions after that first 
one, each session fairly similar to the first one.  I really was attracted to 
Duane, but Rick was the one who had the apartment and made all of the 
arrangements.  I tried to get Duane's phone number so I could go out with him 
sometime, but Rick didn't like that very much.  Eventually, I began to resent 
Rick's manipulations and stopped seeing both of them.  It was great sex while 
it lasted though!

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