Date: Tue, 18 Oct 2011 13:12:14 -0700 (PDT) From: Richard Small <smaller43@yahoo.com> Subject: The Afterparty - Chapter 18 Copyright Rick Small, 2011 This story depicts sexual activities between adult males. If you are not old enough in your jurisdiction to read material of this nature, or if it offends you, please leave. The characters are not based on real persons and the scenes described are solely the product of the author's fevered imagination. In the real world, there are risks involved in sexual encounters; always play safe. This story is copyright to the author; please be courteous and do not copy or re-post. The Afterparty Chapter 18 As Max and Walt moved back into the living room, Cam and Doug appeared from the other bedroom, sweaty and flushed. "You want that room there, or this one?" Max asked, pointing at the two remaining doors. "Whichever," Cam said. "Long as there's room to lie down and sleep." "We'll take this one, then," Walt said. "And we can 'allemand left' tomorrow. You kids sleep well." "Thanks, Uncle Walt," Cam said. He looked at his brother and grinned. "You too." He took Doug by the elbow and steered him toward the farthest bedroom. "C'mon, bro. Time to hit the sack." By the time Doug and Cam had pulled the bedclothes straight enough to get under them, the rhythmic sound of snoring was coming from Tim and Joe's room. A low murmur of conversation could be heard from Chad and Jake's, and the slurp of enthusiastic cocksucking from Max and Walt's. Cam shook his head and wondered briefly whether he would be as active as Uncle Max when he'd reached that age. At the moment, he was ready to sleep, though, and he turned on his side, muttered "good night" to his brother, and drifted off. Doug reached back and rubbed his ass for a moment, decided he was okay, and rolled over to sleep as well, slipping into dreams almost instantly. Cam woke several hours later with a full bladder and the feeling that something hard was lodged between his ass cheeks. He reached back and found Doug's cock throbbing at his back door and Doug gently humping against him. His breathing was slow and regular, though, and he seemed to be asleep. Just dreaming, Cam thought, and grinned before sliding out of bed and reaching for the thunder jug. A very satisfying five minutes later, he was back in bed with his butt pressed firmly against Doug's piece and rhythmically squeezing his cheeks around it. After a few minutes, when Doug's pace didn't seem to be picking up, he reached behind himself again and grasped the thick rod carefully, eased his hips forward enough to aim it down, and then backed onto the dick he'd been teasing. Doug's pace still didn't change, he was still humping very gently, and Cam quickly fell asleep again with the satisfying feeling of being full of dick. Max and Walt, meanwhile, had got down to business as soon as they turned back the covers, dropping into a slow but enthusiastic sixty-nine. Max loved swallowing Walt's dick, nearly as long as his own and a never-ending source of pre-cum. Walt had a tendency to leak at a steady rate almost from the moment he got hard, and Max was lapping it up, mumbling his approval around the wide head of Walt's cock while Walt chowed down on his nearly ten-inch pole. Max had knelt over Walt and his balls were dragging across Walt's forehead and nose at every stroke. Walt sniffed his buddy's musk and sucked that much harder, grabbing Max's hips and then running the blade of his hand along Max's taint, pressing and massaging behind the swinging ball sac as he sucked. Soon enough they were both grunting in the final stages of the blowjob and then Max began to shoot, followed by Walt, both of them shipping thick gobs of cum down the other's throat. Max grabbed Walt's hips with both hands, swallowed him to the root and stayed there for several seconds, gently massaging the spasming dick with his lips and tongue while Walt shot his wad. Walt kept on licking and sucking, coaxing eight fat bursts of cream out of the low hangers above his face before Max stopped hunching into his mouth and pulled back. Eventually they got down to little dribs of juice and Max rolled to one side, laying his head on Walt's muscular thigh. "Fuck, you're fun to play with," Max said quietly, flicking Walt's balls with the tip of his tongue. "I'm your good-time guy, all right," Walt agreed, nuzzling against Max's furry abs. "Still love how you smell after all these years, too. Turns me on." Chad and Jake lay side by side holding hands and talked quietly for a while, going over the day and planning the week ahead. Finally, Jake rolled over and put his lips to Chad's nearest nipple, mumbling at it and then licking across it with a stiff tongue until it stood proud from his chest. "You know that's going to get you in trouble," Chad said, twisting beneath Jake's attentions. "You do that much longer and I'm gonna grab your ass and pull you into me like a cork in a bottle." "Sorta what I had in mind," Jake said. He looked up and grinned. "We'll both sleep better on a solid fuck, and your butt hasn't been hosed in at least four hours. Maybe more." "Let's see . . ." Chad began. "Don't bother to count back. Just get ready for a slammin'," Jake advised, trailing a hand down Chad's front. "Your fur's completely dry and fluffy. You need a little messing up before we head for Dreamland." He slid his hand farther down Chad's front and formed a ring around the base of his cock, squeezing gently at the root. Chad's fat nine-incher came to life quickly, thickening and filling out hard to rise above the thick nest of pubes. Jake began to jack it slowly, teasing at it, pulling not quite all the way up and leaving the head to throb untouched. Chad's breathing came a little harder as his hips lifted off the mattress in frustration. "C'mon, sweetheart. Suck it or jack it or something, but don't tease like that and leave me hanging. That's just mean. Gimme some love, here." Jake grinned wider, his teeth flashing in the dim light. "You have to beg, baby. You have to cry and moan." He kept up the slow, tantalizing stroking. "I want you to get on your knees and pray that I give you what you need. You know you need it, you know you want it, but you gotta say it, babe." He brought his lips down to the moistened tit again and licked at it briefly. "Tell me you want it," he whispered. "Tell me how bad you want it." Chad reached over to the bed table to find the lube, popped off the top, scooped some on a finger and brought it down to his hole. "I'm greasing up for you now, baby," he said. "I'm rubbing the lube around my ass hole, running my finger inside so the chute is nice and slick, getting it hot and ready, priming it for action. You gotta slide your cock into me. I need you now, man. You get me hot. You know you do. You get me hot and you can't leave me hanging. Please, please, please bring that big, hard dick of yours and slam it into my hole. Fill me up. Fill me with cock, fill me with cum, fuck me crosseyed." He reached for Jake's cock with his greasy hand and wrapped it, jacking and twisting to get the lube spread. "Come on, babe. I've got my knees wide open. I'm ready for you. Climb on and slide in. Please. 'Cause I need you bad. Now. Need you now. Need you." Jake kissed the head of Chad's cock, licked up the pre-cum that was beginning to drool down the shaft, and pulled back. Raising himself on one elbow, he twisted around to get a knee between Chad's legs, then pulled the other in and crawled forward to make contact. He kept his hand moving slowly on Chad's cock as he guided the tip of his own piece to Chad's hole and spread the pre-cum around it in a tight circle, finally zeroing in on the opening and pressing into it. He let the tip of his cock penetrate and stopped, smiling down at Chad. "You still hungry for me, babe?" he asked, knowing the answer. "Just fuck me, please," Chad whined, trying to buck his hips. "Push it in, dammit." "Patience, little one," Jake teased. He pressed forward another quarter-inch, the head of his cock barely breaching Chad's ass-ring, and held it there, lodged at the gate. Changing tactics, he stopped jerking Chad's cock and began to slide his thumb slowly up and down the center length of the cum tube, barely touching it. Chad began to buck helplessly, nearly crying with frustration, while Jake kept his cock on the edge. "You son of a bitch," Chad mumbled. His hips jerked upward. "I'm gonna get you for this. You are gonna be so sorry . . ." "Yeah, but not till tomorrow. Tonight . . . Ah, tonight, I'm going to be a happy, happy man. And so will you. You gotta have patience." He pressed forward another quarter inch and stopped, chuckling quietly. "Jake, c'mon. Give it to me. You're just playing now." "You want it that bad? Seriously? Dude . . ." Jake took a deep breath, lifted his hand off Chad's rod, and slammed the rest of his dick deep into Chad's butt, his balls swinging against the globes of Chad's firm ass and his pubes brushing across Chad's sensitized ball sac. "FUCK!" Chad yelled. He lowered his voice. "I mean, gawddaaammm! It's about time you did that, babe. Now bring it on." Jake began to withdraw slowly. "Please, I mean. Bring it on, please." Jake pressed back in, beginning a slow, regular pistoning into Chad's greased chute. He reached for Chad's knees and pressed them wider apart, flattened toward the mattress, giving himself better access to Chad's hole. Soon he was pounding at full fuck speed, slamming nine fat inches of cock into Chad and across his nut. He took hold of Chad's cock again and began to jerk it in time with his fuck, sliding his hand all the way to the top now, and rubbing the little bundle of nerves just below the slit with the edge of his thumb. He leaned forward and dropped his face to Chad's, smiled for just a second, and mashed his lips against Chad's, forcing his tongue in to seek his boyfriend's. Chad moaned quietly, wrapping his arms around Jake's shoulders. Lifting and dropping his hips, he worked to get as much of Jake inside him as he could, as much friction from Jake's hand as possible. He lifted his feet and pressed his ankles against the small of Jake's back, where the sweet furry triangle decorated his spine, and pulled their bodies together. Jake braced himself with his free hand and moved his other up to pinch Chad's tit lightly, twisting just enough to keep it hard. They were both panting and sweating, the fur on their torsos damp and tangled, while Jake continued driving them both toward the brink. Chad's cock was spurting pre-cum as Jake's belly flexed on it, spreading jizz across his abs and into Jake's with every stroke of Jake's cock across his nut. Jake transferred his attentions to Chad's throat, licking and nibbling at his adam's apple, and then around to his ear. Chad bucked harder when Jake's tongue slipped across his ear lobe and dipped into the ear itself, and the soft breath Jake blew across it made him groan and tighten his grip on Jake's shoulders. "I'm close," Jake whispered, his balls bouncing against Chad's butt cheeks. "Real close. You about ready, sweet guy? You want to blast?" "Fuck me hard, dude. Give it to me. I'm so ready . . ." Chad broke off, froze for a second, and began to spew. Cum shot out of his cock like water from a firehose, painting his belly and chest, splashing underneath Jake's chin, while he grunted in satisfaction. "Fuck. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck. Fuck!" Chad pulled harder at Jake's back with his heels, locking him in place, just as Jake began to unload into his ass. Jake fired a half-dozen times, then a few more, bucking and twitching as the hot cream filled his lover's butt. He kissed Chad hard, then laid his head on Chad's shoulder while he finished spasming into the tight heat of his ass. They lay there in silence for a few minutes, getting their breath back, before Chad turned his head slightly. "You give the best fuck," he murmured into Jake's ear. "I think I want to marry you. Or at least have your babies." Jake laughed quietly. "Marriage first, dude. We can plan vacations, get married in every state where it's legal. Then we'll think about babies." Chad sighed. "Yeah. Vacations. Weddings. Honeymoons." He began to drift off. Jake remained plugged into his butt and began to drift, too. Soon they were asleep, glued together with cum and sweat. -##- Notes and comments may be emailed to me at smaller43@yahoo.com and I will cheerfully answer. Flames will be blithely ignored.