Date: Sat, 7 May 2011 15:59:29 -0700 (PDT)
From: Richard Small <smaller43@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Afterparty - Chapter 9

Copyright Rick Small, 2011

This story depicts sexual activities between adult males.  If you are not
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are offended by such stories, please leave.  The characters are not based
on real persons and the scenes described are the product of the author's
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The Afterparty
Chapter 9

Chad moved closer to Jake, one hand still on his boyfriend's tackle, and
leaned in for a kiss.

"Let's take this other lounge," Jake said, taking Chad's other hand and
leading him toward the chaise.  "Give Cam a chance to breathe."

Chad settled on the end of the lounge and scooted up so that he was lying
flat, his feet on either side of the end.  He reached up to pull Jake
toward him, one hand brushing across the small brown nips that seemed to
perk every time he touched them.  He pinched one gently, enjoying the quick
flinch he got as a reward, then raked his fingers through the thick blond
fur.  "You've got such a beautiful chest, dude," he said, looking up at
Jake's face.  "I want you missionary style, so I can see you while we
screw."

"Your wish, my command," Jake smiled.  He grabbed the oil and began to
slick it onto his stiff cock, swirling his hand around the thickness.
Kneeling onto the foot of the lounge, he moved forward until his cock
rested on top of Chad's, the two well matched in length and girth.  A drop
of precum appeared at Chad's slit, quickly followed by a larger one on the
tip of Jake's organ, as he began to slide their dicks together slowly.
Chad pulled his feet onto the chaise and let his knees drop wide, giving
Jake plenty of room to move.  The lanky blond leaned forward, supporting
himself on his arms, and kissed Chad as he tilted his hips to let his cock
slip to one side.  Flexing slowly, he began to tease Chad with his cock,
sliding it across the hard tendon at the joint and then letting it brush
softly through Chad's thick pubic bush, leaking slowly and spreading
silvery trails through the dark hair.  He adjusted his angle so that the
ridge of his cockhead clipped Chad's ridge on each stroke, tantalizing him
and making him groan with frustration.

Chad bucked involuntarily, his hips rising an inch or so before dropping
back to the cushion, his dick bobbing as he moved.  The precum was drooling
in a slow, steady stream, beginning to puddle in the groove at his navel,
and Jake reached down to scoop some up with his finger tip.  He brought the
finger to his mouth and sucked on it, humming, his eyes half closed.
"Sweetness," he muttered, smiling.  He reached down and gathered another
finger full, this time painting it onto his own cock as it rode slowly
through Chad's pubes.

Backing up slightly, Jake reached down and slid his finger across Chad's
hole, massaging it firmly as he checked to make sure it was ready for him.
Satisfied, he lowered his hips slightly and poised the tip of his cock at
the muscular ring, beginning to press slowly against it.  It took only a
second or two before the head of his cock popped through.  He looked up and
saw that Chad had a satisfied smile on his face.

"You like that?" Jake asked, pressing deeper.  "You like my cock in your
butt? You want my hard dick sliding inside you? You want me to pound your
ass like a six-penny nail? Huh?"

"Jeez, yes," Chad moaned.  "God damn, yes."

"Ask for it, baby," Jake prompted.  "Ask me to fuck you.  Tell me what you
want."  He pulled back so that the tip of his cock barely touched Chad's
hole, and held there, looking into his boyfriend's eyes.

"Hnhnh, oh god, please," Chad wailed.  "Please, Jake, push your cock into
my ass.  Spread me wide open and pound me.  Slide in on Cam's hot load and
beat my nut with your cock.  Fuck me till I can't walk or talk.  Don't make
me wait.  Please."

Jake reached down and pinched one of Chad's tits, squeezing the hard brown
nip between his thumb and forefinger.  Chad bucked harder, his ass rising
off the lounge and falling back to the cushion with an audible thump.

Doug's eyes were fixed on the two men, his mouth hanging slack, as his hand
travelled up and down his throbbing piece.  Tim looked over at the youngest
kid, saw he was practically hypnotized with lust, and caught Joe's eye.
"Look at your youngest," he muttered quietly.  "Kid can barely breathe."

"Family trait, I guess," Joe responded.  "Don't we all like to watch?" He
stood and moved closer to his son.  "You want some help with that, guy?" he
asked, standing to one side and putting a hand on Doug's shoulder.

Doug jumped, startled.  "Uh, well, uh . . ." he stammered.  Joe noticed his
hand barely slowed down and his eyes barely left Jake and Chad's exhibition
before returning to it.

Joe knelt next to the kid and dropped his hand to Doug's ball sack, cupping
it gently under the young guy's steadily moving fist.  Doug spread his legs
unconsciously, giving Joe better access to his rolling nuts, and Joe took
advantage of it, holding the sack firmly as he slid a finger back along the
kid's taint.  He pressed gently as he stroked, and was rewarded with an
extra spurt of pre-cum that rolled down Doug's cock, slicking his hand as
it went.

Joe leaned closer, taking a deep breath to smell the mix of sweat and musk
in Doug's pubes.  He stuck out his tongue, flicked it across the head of
Doug's cock, then swiped it again, more firmly this time, giving the head a
thorough lick and collecting as much pre-cum as he could.  Sweet, with a
bit of salt tang, but arousing – he leaned closer and wrapped his lips
around the cockhead, locking them just below the ridge of the helmet while
he washed the crown with his tongue again.  Doug groaned.  "Dad.  Fuck,
Dad.  What're you doing?"

Joe looked up, took his lips off his son's dick, and grinned.  "Giving you
a blow job," he said.  "What does it feel like I'm doing?"

"It feels amazing," Doug said, his eyes still half-focused.

"I take it you don't want me to stop," Joe said, bending back to his task.
He kissed the piss slit on the throbbing cock, then took it into his mouth,
licking all over the head as his lips slowly slid toward the root.  As the
tip of his cock made contact with the back of Joe's throat, Doug gasped.

Jake grinned and moved forward, pressing his hard cock against Chad's bud.
Pressing forward, he popped the head of his dick into Chad's ass, letting
the muscle snap firmly around his ridge, then began sliding forward on the
load Cam had left there a few minutes earlier.

"Jeez, you're tight," he said, looking down at Chad's eyes.  His
boyfriend's face was contorted with lust, eyes heavy lidded.  Jake pressed
harder, sinking into Chad's butt until he was balls deep, his cock bathed
in silky heat, surrounded by Cam's slick cream.  He paused for a moment,
barely swiveling his hips, and bounced his cock across Chad's nut.  The
lust-driven bottom bucked again, and moaned.

"Aw, fuck," he said, drawing the syllables to their longest.  "Aw, fuck!"

"Yeah," Jake said, pulling slowly back.  "Gonna fuck you.  Gonna pound you
with my big hard dick.  Gonna make you see stars, gonna blast another load
up your gut and mix it in, gonna screw you till you explode, baby." He
stopped for a second and began fucking back in, taking his time,
tantalizing his writhing lover.  His hips began to move faster, driving the
piston into Chad's chute and dragging it back out with an audible slicking
sound punctuated by the slap of his balls against Chad's taut butt cheeks.
He leaned down and fastened his mouth over Chad's, sliding his tongue in to
do battle with Chad's while he pounded his ass.  Harder and faster by the
minute, Jake plowed toward his finish line.  Chad had begun to moan into
Jake's throat, and when Jake pulled his lips away, the moan became a low,
sobbing wail.  Jake reached down and pinched a hard tit again, squeezing
and twisting slightly, before he brought his hand to Chad's cock.

"You're gonna cum for me, baby? You're gonna blast a load for me? C'mon,
dude." Jake stroked the backs of his fingers up the back side of Chad's
swollen cock once, twice, and then it erupted.  Strings of white flew into
the air as Chad's ass clamped tight on Jake's pistoning dick.  "Yeah!" Jake
yelled, slamming his hips into Chad's butt one more time.  "Shoot it! Fuck,
shoot that cream! Yeah! Fuck! Yeah!"

Joe turned his eyes just in time to see Chad's second shot, with Doug's
cock still lodged deep in his throat, and then he felt Doug tense.  The
young guy's balls rose in their sack, his dad pressed on the magic spot
between his legs, and he was pouring his cream down Joe's throat, bucking
his cock along Joe's tongue, shooting his load until he thought his insides
would turn inside out.  Joe kept his mouth wrapped firmly around the base
of Doug's cock, milking it with his cheeks, his tongue, the muscles of his
throat as the jizz blew in what felt like an endless stream, until he
pulled back slightly and captured the last three or four shots in his
mouth, holding the cream like a rare wine to be savored.

Jake was spasming as he blew his load up Chad's ass, his lean butt cheeks
squeezing rhythmically as the cum poured out his dick.  When the last shot
had been fired, he lay forward, nuzzling against Chad's neck, his furry
chest and belly mashing the ropes and puddles of cum between them as he
came down from his fuck high.  His breathing slowed at last, and he looked
over at Chad, who had a blissful expression on his face.  "Baby, you're the
best," Jake murmured.  "Love ya, forever."  He kissed Chad's jaw and lay
back down for a moment before lifting himself up and pulling away.

"Fuck, we're a mess," he said with a short laugh.  "You want a shower?" He
leaned down and took Chad's cock in his mouth, licking the last few drops
of cum off as he dismounted.  "I'm gonna take a quick one."

"Naw, I'm good," Chad said.  "I'll just rub it in.  No point showering if
I'm gonna be spewing all over the place in another half hour, is there?
'Sides, I think Uncle Tim likes the smell of cum." He turned toward his
uncle, still sitting at the table.  "Dontcha, Uncle Tim? Like the smell of
cum?"

"Hell, yes!" Tim said, pushing back his chair.  "Nothing better –
morning, noon or night – than the smell of a load on a hot man.  Don't
shower for my sake." He walked toward the lounge where Chad was lying with
one knee cocked, and looked down at his nephew.  "I take it it's my turn to
drop a load in your butt?" he said, grinning.

"You're up, man," Chad agreed, smiling back.

"On your knees, then," Tim ordered, circling one finger to indicate he
should turn-over.  "I'm gonna pound you doggy style."

Chad scrambled to turn over and position himself, dimpled ass high in the
air and knees wide, while Tim oiled his cock, taking time to stretch and
smoothe the length of it before he knelt behind his nephew and lined the
rod up with Chad's winking bud.  He grabbed Chad's hips with both hands and
pressed forward, his hard organ piercing the ring and sliding deep in one
long stroke.

"Oh, man, that's hot," he said, swiveling his hips slightly.  "Sliding in
on Cam's load and Jake's, and your ass still so tight and silky.  Sweet!"
He pulled back and pressed forward again, playing with the angle a couple
more times before he hit Chad's nut.  "Hah!" he crowed.  "Found it! You're
gonna suffer now, kid." He pulled back and began rocking in and out, slowly
at first, enjoying the slick heat of the two batches of cream already
there, letting them bathe his cock head as he worked.

"Oh my gawd," Chad moaned as Tim reached the depth of his ass.  "That feels
so damn good.  Oh, fuck.  More, Uncle Tim.  More, please."

"I'm on it, guy," Tim said.  He slid his hands up and around, one going for
Chad's nip and the other wrapping around his swinging cock and balls, just
cradling them at first, before taking them in a firmer grip.  As he fucked,
he began to stroke the cock and balls together, pulling the balls up with
one finger in the center of their sensitive sack as he worked the stiff
dick.  Chad was already leaking a thin stream of precum, and Tim spread it
around the head of his rod, rubbing it across the bundle of nerves just
below the slit.

As he gained speed, Tim let Chad's balls go, still jerking his cock, while
the liberated ball sack swung free, colliding with his own swinging balls
as he piled into the welcoming hole.  He still played with Chad's nipples,
moving back and forth between them as Chad moaned and muttered into the
cushion, his mouth half open and his eyes half closed.

The fuck flush was spreading across Chad's face and beginning to darken his
pecs when Tim pulled him upright.  He kept one hand on the younger guy's
dick, stroking it slowly, as he pulled him back against his own chest.  His
hips moved with more and more speed, the muscles in his strong butt driving
him deep into Chad's ass.  Chad was lost to the world, mumbling
"fu-u-u-u-u-ck me, fu-u-u-u-ck me" over and over, each syllable broken by
the force of Tim's ram driving into his hole.  The faster Tim bucked, the
harder their two ball sacks collided, swinging and bouncing against each
other in countertime to the fuck pace, while Tim kept a slow, steady stroke
on Chad's swollen, crimson cock.

Tim knew the end was near when Chad's ass ring began to tighten.  He felt
the kid's balls begin to draw up, and as the anal sleeve gripped his
pounding dick he pushed up to a furious pace, banging into the tight hole
with all his strength.  Sweat ran in streams down both their bodies as Chad
reached the point of no return and began to spew cum in a stream out of his
slit.  The cum poured out like lava in slow, thick bursts that joined into
one thick river, flowing down his cock and coating Tim's hand as it
stroked.  At the same time, Tim hit his target and began to blast, firing
shot after shot of liquid heat into Chad's gut while the butt ring milked
him from the root up.

"Aw, shit!" Chad moaned, barely above a whisper, at the same time as Tim
groaned out a "Fuck, yeah, fuck!" and began to laugh softly.  The two men
slammed together one final time and hung there, chests heaving, sweat
pouring off them, Tim's fist covered with white.  Chad's head fell back on
his uncle's shoulder and he gazed sightlessly at the sky while he tried to
get his breath back.  Tim tipped his head to the side and rubbed it against
the side of Chad's face, still chuckling, his cock trapped in the tight
heat of Chad's ass, until Chad straightened up.

When they could finally talk, Chad turned his head and smiled at his uncle.
"Gahdayum that was good," he said, giving Tim's dick a final squeeze.

"It was, wasn't it," Tim agreed, sliding his hand up and off Chad's cock.
He looked over Chad's shoulder to see the quantity of cum he was holding,
then deliberately spread it over the younger man's pecs and tits, sliding
across the sensitive nipples with the creamed side of his fist and then
bringing it up to his nose and inhaling.  "Oh, man," he said
appreciatively.  "Nothing I like better than the smell of sex – sweat,
testosterone, cum all combined.  Gets me hot.  Fuck, does it get me hot."
He licked the last of the cream off his fist and sighed.  "Mmmm, yeah."

"Better pull out, then," Chad said with a twinkle in his eye.  "Doug and
Uncle Joe still haven't had their turns.  You and I can do a re-match
later."

"But don't shower," Tim said, slapping the kid's butt and beginning to
withdraw.

"If it turns you on that much, believe me, I'm not gonna be showerin',"
Chad said.  He felt the head of Tim's cock reach his anal ring and clamped
down, momentarily trapping it at the ridge before it slid out.  He reached
between his legs and fingered his hole for a second.  "Next one's gonna be
on my back," he said.  "Don't wanta lose any of these loads to leakage." He
winked at Joe.  "Your turn," he said with a grin.  "Unless Two-Tone's ready
for another round?"

They looked over at Cam, still stretched out on the lounge where he'd
screwed Chad earlier.  He seemed to be napping, his head turned to one side
and his cock lying soft across his thigh.

"He's not looking too ready right now," Joe chuckled.  "I'll gladly take my
turn.  We can wake him later.  Or not."  He chuckled again and stood up,
clapping Doug on the shoulder.  "You don't have to watch this if you don't
want to, son," he teased, looking down at his youngest.

"Dad!" Doug protested.

"I know it's hard for you, doof.  You can always go in and watch TV or
something," Joe suggested, straightfaced.  "Dad!" Doug said again,
outraged.

"Oh, all right," Joe drawled, seeming reluctant.  "But don't say I didn't
warn you." He moved over to the chaise and slapped Tim on the butt.  "Get
your ass out of the way, mister," he said.  "I've got business with your
friend there."

"Yeah, yeah," Tim said, cupping his dick and running a thumb across the
head.  "I'm going.  Don't rush me."

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