After the
trek to Trevor's place, we pulled our bikes up in front of the farmhouse, and
Trevor, as it turned out, wasn't home this time either. Remembering what Trevor
had said, Josh tried the door; it was unlocked, and we let ourselves in.
"Maybe
he's sleeping," Josh said as we stepped inside.
I
followed behind Josh as he headed to the bedroom. We stepped in, and the bed
was empty. We both looked at it. It was huge, but not so huge that it would prevent any body contact. Hopefully Trevor would be
in the middle, so our bodies could touch his. If not, I secretly hoped I would be in the middle, but I am sure Josh was hoping the
same thing. We'd just need to wait and see, I guess.
Josh
walked over to the bed and sat down. "Wanna try it out?" he asked.
"What,
now? What if Trevor comes home?"
Josh
reached out, grabbed my hand, and pulled me to the bed. "If he's not here,
he's probably way out in the fields somewhere, and farmers stay out all day when
they work the land," he said, and then twisted his body around, pushed me
down onto my back, and began kissing me as his hand felt up my crotch.
I
reached out to pull his shirt up his back when the screen door suddenly squeaked open. We hurriedly got off the bed, and Josh adjusted his shirt,
while I reached into my shorts and repositioned my boner to make it less
obvious.
Just
as we got to the bedroom door, Trevor appeared. "Oh, hey guys. When did
you get here?" he asked.
"Just
now," Josh blurted. "When you weren't in the main room, we thought you
might be in here," he finished, nervously trying to cover what had been
going on, even though that thought would probably never enter Trevor's mind.
"Nope,
I was just down the road at a neighbor's farm. Good to see you guys. You must
be hungry after the long bike ride. C'mon out front, and I'll fix you guys
something to eat."
"That
sounds like a good idea to me," Josh said, and we followed Trevor out to
the main room.
**********
As the
morning wore on, we didn't do much except shoot the shit and, after lunch, we
nursed a few beers on the front porch and shot the shit some more. I was still
horny as hell from getting all worked up in Trevor's bedroom when we had first
arrived, and I could tell Josh was, too. It didn't help that Trevor had
stripped off his shirt and was sitting between us with his legs spread and
stretched out in front of him, that huge bulge tempting both of us. I couldn't
wait to be alone with Josh, and I'm sure he felt the same way. But when that
might be was anyone's guess.
About
ten minutes later, we got our answer when Trevor announced he had a few more hours
of work out in the fields before dinner. To be polite, Josh asked if he needed
any help. Thankfully, Trevor said no. "You two boys just stay here and
relax and enjoy the fresh country air. I'm sure your legs are tired from all
that biking. Help yourself to as much beer as you want; I have lots." He
then trotted off to do his farm work.
The
minute he was out of sight, Josh and I jumped up. I turned to head into the
house, but Josh grabbed my arm. "Let's do it in the barn again. I want you
to fuck me like an animal, on all fours down on the dirty, hay-covered barn
floor."
He didn't have to convince me. On the way, I grabbed the lube I had brought out of my backpack, which was still on the back of my bike.
When
we got to the barn, we quickly got naked, immediately got into a sixty-nine
position, and worked over each other's cocks for a bit. Then, still in
position, with me on top, Josh pulled himself up a bit and started licking at
my ass. I followed his lead and dug my tongue into his ass. When I inserted a
finger, he did the same.
We
licked ass and fingered hole for about ten minutes straight, and then we couldn't
hold off anymore. Josh got on his hands and knees, and I grabbed the lube and
shoved the neck of the bottle into his hole and squirted it right into his ass, then lubed my cock. It still took some time, but I managed to get in his
ass pretty easily. It's not like he was a virgin anymore, and I had been
keeping his hole stretched for a week now.
Once I
was in, I didn't go slow. I just started bucking hard in and out of his ass,
just the way I knew he liked it. Remembering his first time in that very barn,
I decided to make him yell out stuff about getting fucked, and he did. "OH
YEAH, FUCK ME! FUCK MY ASS! OH YEAH, I LOVE TAKING COCK UP MY FUCKING ASS! YEAH,
I'M A COCKSUCKING FAGGOT! YEAH, FUCK MY FAGGOT ASS!"
I had told
him to say anything he wanted, but had asked him to call himself a faggot, and
hearing him say that word while I fucked him got my balls stirring. "Oh
yeah, I'm so close," I moaned.
"Fuck,
me too!"
A few
more thrusts and I was there. I yanked my cock out of his hole, and he flipped
over on his back. I gave my rod a few hard strokes, pushed his hand off his
dick, and shot all over his cock and balls. He stroked his cock furiously as
soon as I finished shooting, and shot his load all over his stomach and chest a
few seconds later. I got down between his legs and licked his cock and balls clean,
my own cum tantalizing my taste buds. I then lay on top of him and let his load
squish between our bodies as we kissed. We lay there for a bit, and then walked
naked back to the main house.
We
showered together, and, of course, as we lathered each other up, we spent extra
time on each other's cocks. When we stepped out of the shower, we were pretty
worked up again from all the dick stroking, and we ended up sucking on each
other's cocks. By the time we shot our loads, got dried off, got dressed, and
made our way back out to the main room, Trevor was arriving home. Luckily for
us, he hadn't come home a few minutes sooner.
**********
Trevor
put together dinner for the three of us, and after we ate, he suggested we go
outside, sit around a campfire he would build, and drink some beers. There was nothing else to do on this farm—well, not anything we could do with Trevor
there—so we agreed.
We sat
by the fire for a few hours, and then Trevor said he had to hit the hay. It was
early, but farmers have to get up early, so they go to bed early. He told us we
could stay up, but we were both kind of tired from the bike trip and the hot
sex, so we said we would go to bed, too. I think the real reason we were both
so agreeable to going to bed so early was that we were excited about sleeping
in the same bed with Trevor. We headed inside and followed Trevor towards the
bedroom.
He
stopped and opened another door. "Here you go, boys. I know it's not the
most comfortable thing to sleep on, but it's better than the floor."
We
looked in the room to see two cots set up. He explained that after our last
surprise visit, which left us sleeping in the barn, he had set up a
couple of old camping cots so we would have a place to sleep
anytime we came for a visit. Damn! We hadn't even looked in that room, and we
both looked at each other in disappointment, realizing we would not get to
share a bed with Trevor.
We lay
there quietly on those cots, neither of us able to fall asleep that early, when
I suddenly heard a noise. I listened, and then Josh propped himself up on his
elbow, hearing it as well.
"What
is that?" Josh whispered.
"I
don't... oh my god!" I said, covering my mouth.
"What?
What is it?"
I didn't
answer.
"Holy
shit! Is that... is he…" Josh whispered.
I
nodded. Trevor was beating his meat. The heads of both our cots were up against
the shared wall of Trevor's bedroom, and Trevor's bed backed against that
same wall. We lay there on our sides, propped on our elbows, listening. The
sounds of skin slapping against skin, heavy breathing, and low moaning were passing clearly through the thin wall.
"My
cock is rock hard!" I whispered. "Is yours?"
Josh
lifted his blanket to show me his hard-on.
"I
wanna stroke off while we listen to him beating his meat. How about you?" I
asked.
Josh
nodded, and before his head had stopped moving, he had his blanket thrown off
and his hand pumping his cock. I did the same.
Trevor's
moaning had grown a bit louder now. He was still doing it quietly, but it was
coming through loud and clear. He then began to talk to himself quietly as he
beat off. "Mmm yeah... oh, feels so good... yeah, you like that little
buddy? Oh yeah, you like it when I make love to you, don't you, pal? Yeah, you're
my best friend in the world, and I treat you right, don't I? Yeah, you make me
feel good, and I make you feel good; it's a perfect relationship."
It was
really funny hearing the things he was saying, the way he was talking to his
dick like it was a person or a lover, and both Josh and I tried not to giggle
out loud. I guess when you live in the middle of nowhere with no pussy for
miles, your dick does become your lover.
The
bed started to squeak a bit, and he started talking to his dick again. "Oh
yeah, that's it, fuck those five sisters, fuck them good and hard."
It was
obvious he was thrusting in and out of his fist now.
"Mmm...
oh yeah... c'mon baby, give daddy his reward for making sweet love to you. Yeah,
I love you, big boy, love you so much, so, c'mon, give it up for me, c'mon!
Uhhh... yeah... that's it... do it... do it... give it to me... give it to
meeeeeeeeeeee.... Yeahhhhhhhh!!!"
He had
been talking very quietly, but I guess he had no idea how thin the walls really
were, no idea we could hear every word and every sound of his beat-off session.
Josh
was breathing heavily now, and I watched him intently. Within seconds of Trevor
shooting, Josh's hot spunk spewed from his cock. That was enough to send me
over the edge, and I let my cum fly, too.
We
laughed quietly at what we had heard and what we had done while hearing it, and
finally fell asleep a short while later.
**********
The
next morning, as I was in the kitchen and Josh was in the shower, Trevor came
out of his bedroom and said good morning, clad only in those tight blue jeans.
I said
good morning back, and he asked how we slept. "Fine, thanks," I
replied.
"Yeah,
I know it was a bit early for you guys to go to bed, but that country air will
put you out as soon as your head hits the pillow every time."
I
smiled and just nodded.
After
a brief silence, Trevor said, "I don't know how you guys can wear those
things," referring to my bike shorts. "They are so tight and look so
damned uncomfortable. Your family jewels must be squished like sardines in a
can."
I
laughed at his remark and said, "Well, I could say the same about those
tight jeans you wear."
He
looked down at his jeans. "Yeah, well, I got them worn in, in all the
right places, so they fit around things nicely without being uncomfortable,"
he replied, grinning.
"Well,
these stretch to fit around things, too,
so they are not too uncomfortable either, and they breathe so you don't get too
hot. You must get hot and sweaty wearing those out in the sun all day."
He
walked over to the fridge, poured himself a glass of orange juice, and came
over beside me. "Well, I'll tell you a secret. Being that there is no one
around for miles, sometimes, when I am out working in the fields, and it's
really hot, I take them off."
I
looked at him. "You mean you work in your underwear?"
He
laughed. "No, I don't wear underwear. I work in the buff. It's great. Keep
cool, get a workout, and an all-over tan all at the same time."
My
head filled with a mental image, and it was turning me on. "Cool,"
was all I could manage.
"Yeah,
to be honest with you, I am not much for wearing clothes whenever I can help
it. Normally, it's just me here, and I never have anything on around the
house. Only put on clothes when I have company."
Trevor had just presented me with the perfect opportunity, and using a line Josh had used on me, I
said, "Well, don't change your habits on our account. We're all just guys
here, and we all have the same equipment. If you feel more comfortable being
naked around your house, then you should do what you normally do. It is your
house after all."
Trevor
took a sip of his orange juice and then said, "Nah, I don't think Josh
would be cool with that."
I really wanted to see him naked, now more
than ever. "Sure he would. I mean the last time we were here, Josh
stripped down and rinsed off in the rain, under the downspout, and told me to
do the same, saying exactly what I said to you about us all just being guys."
Trevor
stood there thinking about all that I had said, and then blurted, "Ah,
what the hell. If you two don't mind, I would love to get out of these jeans
and swing free." With that, he unfastened his jeans, pulled down the
zipper, and pulled them down to his ankles. He freed them from his feet and
tossed them over the back of the kitchen chair.
I
tried not to, but I couldn't help myself, and stole long glances at his cock. I
could now see what was making that huge bulge. Even soft, his cock was huge and
really thick. It took all I had in me to look away and not drop to my knees in
front of him and suck that cock into my mouth.
Minutes
later, Josh came strolling into the room. "What the... you're fuckin'
naked, man!" he blurted in surprise.
"Yeah,
I prefer to be naked at home, and I was telling Sean that. He said you wouldn't
mind, but I guess he was wrong," Trevor said as he began to reach for his
jeans.
"No,
no, I don't mind," Josh said, and then, realizing his somewhat excited
tone, he changed it and continued, "I mean, shit, man, I don't care. We're
all just guys here. I was just surprised to walk out here and find you standing
stark naked in your kitchen, is all."
Trevor
apologized for the lack of warning.
"See,
I told you he would be cool with it," I said to break the awkward silence.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm totally cool with it. In fact, would you mind if I stripped down, too? It's kinda hot in here."
"Not
at all, man. Make yourself comfortable."
Josh
quickly stripped off his T-shirt, and then shucked his shorts and peeled off
his white support jock. I couldn't believe he wasn't hard. How could he not be
with this muscular, tanned, monster-dicked, naked god standing in front of him?
I certainly was—rock hard, in fact.
"Hey
Sean, get naked with us, keep cool, man," Josh said.
"Um,
no, it's ok. I'm fine." There was no way in hell I was going to strip
naked with the boner I had going on inside my shorts. It was hard enough trying to conceal it in bike shorts.
"What's
the matter, you some kind of fag or something? Afraid to get naked in front of
other guys? Afraid you'll pop a woody?" Trevor asked, laughing.
"No,
I ain't no fag!" I replied.
"I
know you're not. I was only joking. You know how I know you're not a fag?"
I
shook my head.
He
walked over and put his arm around Josh. "Because I know my best bud Josh
here ain't no fag, and he would never hang around with fags. Isn't that right,
Josh?"
Josh
cleared his throat and said, "That's right, Trevor! Ain't no fucking
faggots here; just three dudes who love banging pussy!"
I
tried not to laugh at that remark for several reasons - one being the fact that
hours earlier I had my cock in Josh's ass and he was calling himself a faggot,
and begging me to fuck his faggot ass.
But
Josh wasn't done trying to convince Trevor that we were as straight as he was. "Yeah,
just a bunch of pussy lovers who are secure enough in their heterosexuality
that they can hang out naked together and not worry about one of their buds
trying to grab their junk."
Then
they both turned and stared at me.
"Ok,
ok, fine. I'll get naked, too. Just let me go and take a piss first."
I made
my way to the bathroom and tried to think of things that would make my hard-on
go down. It wasn't working.
Then there
was a knock at the door.
"What's
the matter, did you fall in?" Josh asked jokingly through the door.
"Ha-ha,"
I replied.
"Can
I come in?" he whispered.
"No!
What would Trevor think if we were in the bathroom together?"
"He
went out to the barn for a few minutes to check on something," Josh
replied, and then he came in and quickly closed the door. "Oh my fucking
god! I can't believe you got him naked! I fuckin' love you, man! Did you see
the size of that fucking cock?"
I
nodded.
"So
come on, man, get naked! What's the problem?" Before I could answer, he
said, "Oh! You have a hard-on from seeing his dick, don't you?"
I
nodded again.
"Well, shit, man, make it go down."
"I'm
trying, but even if it goes down, how am I gonna keep it down once I go back
out there and see Trevor's big swinging cock again?"
"Well...
I know... anytime you feel your cock stirring, just start thinking about
shoving your face into a really smelly, really hairy pussy that's on the rag."
"Eww,
gross," I said, making a face as that image entered my brain. Josh laughed,
but it was working; my cock began to soften immediately. "Um, yeah, I
guess that will work. It just did."
"Ok,
good. Now take your clothes off and come out to the main room with me so you
will be naked when Trevor gets back."
Before
I could get my shirt over my head, Josh grabbed the waist of my shorts and
yanked them down. He fondled my now soft dick for a few seconds. "Don't do
that, man! You're gonna make me hard again!"
He
apologized, and we went back out to the main living area. We sat at the table,
and I was nervous as hell about Trevor coming back in; nervous that I would get
hard again.
As
soon as Trevor walked in the door, my cock started to stir. All I could see was
that huge soft cock swinging between his legs, so it was no surprise. Big smelly hairy pussy on the rag! Big
smelly hairy pussy on the rag! I thought over and over, and my cock
immediately settled.
"Hey,
man, I see you finally got naked," Trevor said as he walked over to the
table where we were sitting and put his hand on my shoulder.
I
repeated the pussy on the rag thoughts again to calm my cock, which was
stirring again from his touch.
"Hey,
can you guys help me out for a bit in the barn?"
We
both nodded, and he motioned for us to follow.
We got
up and headed outside.
**********
We worked
for half the day, and then came back to the house and threw back some beers on
the front porch. The small talk soon turned to sex, and Trevor, of course, was
talking about women and pussy, with Josh getting in on it, too.
A few
minutes later, Josh went inside to grab more beer. As he came back out and was
handing them to us, Trevor chuckled and commented on Josh's dick. "Shit, man,
it's not that cold out here; it's not cold at all."
Josh's
soft cock wasn't much of a show-er, but I knew it grew to a full seven inches
when hard.
"I'm
a grower, not a show-er, man," Josh replied calmly, and then sat down
again.
"Sure
you are," Trevor said, chuckling again.
"I'm
about as big as you are," Josh replied.
"How
do you know how big I am when I have a stiffy?" Trevor asked.
"I
mean, I am as big hard as you are soft, and we all know that a show-er isn't a
grower. I doubt it gets any bigger than that," Josh countered, pointing at
Trevor's cock.
I knew
exactly what he was doing, and it worked.
"Fuck
you, man. I'll have you know it gets a
lot bigger!" Trevor stated angrily.
Josh
laughed. "Yeah, right. You wish, man!"
Trevor
was getting really riled up now. "I'll have you know that I got seven
inches soft, and when I get a boner it grows to nine-and-a-half fuckin' inches.
You fuckin' wish, man!"
Josh
almost choked on his beer when Trevor said how big he was hard, and I started
thinking about bleeding pussy to keep my cock under control.
"Shit,
man, you must get tons of pussy and drive the women crazy with a tool like
that!" Josh said.
"Yeah,
they all love it, but unfortunately I don't get that much pussy."
Josh
furrowed his brow. "Why not?"
"Look
around, man. I live in the middle of fuckin' nowhere. I'm up at dawn, work
until dusk, and then hit the hay early. How am I supposed to get pussy?"
Josh
told him he could come to town sometime, stay with him, and he would hook him
up with some pussy.
"That
would be great, Josh, but I can't really get away from the farm at all. Nope, I'm
basically stuck screwing the five sisters all the time."
Josh
chuckled, "That's ok, man. All guys do that."
Now
Trevor chuckled. "Yeah, but I do it all the time, like every day,
sometimes two or three times a day. Ha-ha, I even did it last night after we
all went to bed. I wasn't going to while you guys were here, especially when
your heads were right on the other side of the wall, but I couldn't help myself.
I figured you guys were asleep anyway, and if you weren't, you wouldn't know; I
was very quiet."
Josh
swallowed his swig of beer. "Did you? Didn't hear a thing, man," he lied.
"Well,
that's good. Listen, I know you guys have been here all weekend, and maybe you
need some relief, too, so feel free to take care of things in the bathroom if
you want. Just don't get any of your jizz on the toilet seat. I don't want to
end up sitting on your spunk," he finished with a chuckle.
Josh
laughed. "Thanks, man, I might just do that. I'm feeling a bit horny,
actually."
Trevor
slapped me on the shoulder. "How about you? You gonna milk the cow while
you're on the farm?"
Since
I had been pretty quiet during the whole conversation about women and pussy, I
wanted to make sure I wasn't being perceived as gay, so I said, "Nah, I
don't need to do that. I have a girlfriend and had some pussy before we left
yesterday morning. And I'm gonna get some when I get home."
Trevor
slapped my shoulder a few more times and said, "Good for you, man. At
least one of us is getting some tail."
Josh stared
at me, smirking, trying not to laugh.
"Hey,
would you mind if I took a shower?" I asked. "I'm pretty grubby after
working in the barn today."
Trevor
told me to go right ahead. I swigged down the last of my beer and headed
inside.
**********
I
really did want to take a shower, but I also wanted to jerk off, and not just
because Trevor had made the suggestion. I was so horny from hanging around with
naked Trevor all day, and my cock was aching. I needed to finally let it grow
like it had wanted all day, and give it some well-deserved release. After I
stepped in the shower and began lathering up, my cock got hard immediately. I
began stroking it slowly and lovingly, taking the time to enjoy it.
I had
my eyes closed and was really getting into it when a couple of taps on the door
and Trevor's voice broke my concentration. "Sorry, man, I really need to
take a piss. Too much beer, you know."
I told
him it wasn't a problem and, even though the toilet was right next to the tub,
I began to stroke again. After all, he couldn't see through the shower curtain,
and the water would drown out any evidence of what I was doing. The fact that
Trevor was right outside the curtain while I was beating my meat, and even
hearing him pissing, was taking me to the edge.
The
piss sound stopped, and Trevor began to speak. "Hey, can you fl..."
he began, and my eyes shot open when I heard him say, "Oh, shit, man,
sorry."
He had
pulled the corner of the shower curtain open and was looking in at me. Even
worse, I was at the edge by now, and as soon as I opened my eyes, my cum shot
out of my cock.
"Oh
gross, man," he said, drawing the curtain closed again. "I really
didn't need to see that!"
"Well,
why the fuck did you open the shower curtain then?" I asked.
"I
was just going to ask you to flush the toilet when you were done, because I
didn't want to flush it while you were in the shower. How the hell was I
supposed to know you were whacking it? You said you didn't need to because you
were going to get some pussy from your girlfriend tonight," he replied.
"Yeah,
I am, and thinking about it got me horned up. You did say we could do it in
here if we needed relief. I didn't mean to offend you or anything." I said
apologetically.
"No
problem, man. You didn't offend me. I just wasn't expecting to see another dude
dropping his load," he said with a laugh.
"Sorry,"
I said.
"It's
cool. Feel good, man?" he asked.
"Oh
yeah, felt awesome!" I replied.
"Right
on, man! We'll be on the porch drinking beer still when you are done."
"Ok,"
I replied, and then I heard the door open and close.
I
quickly finished my shower and dried off. Even though I wanted him, I still
felt a bit embarrassed about him seeing me jerking off in the shower, but at
the same time, being caught kind of turned me on, too.
When I
made my way out to the porch again, Trevor just gave me a knowing grin but didn't
mention it or make any jokes. Josh didn't seem to be the least bit aware of
what had happened, either.
We
hung out for a few more hours, and then it was time for Josh and me to head out
so we would get home before it got dark. We went inside, got dressed, and then
said our goodbyes. I took one last lustful look at Trevor's big cock as he
stood on the porch seeing us off.
**********
Normally,
when we got back from a bike trip, we each went to our own apartments, but
after spending a day naked with Trevor, only having had that one chance on
Saturday to fuck, and the quick blowjobs after our shower, both Josh and I were
more than ready to jump each other. We rode into town and went right to my
place. We were naked and on the bed minutes after walking through the door. We
did all the usual things first, and when it was time for fucking, I told Josh
that tonight he was finally going to fuck me.
He
protested, arguing how much he really needed to get fucked, but I wasn't going
to give in. "You owe me. You made me talk about pussy all day, and made me
think of smelly pussies on the rag, too, so you are going to make it up to me
and fuck my ass. I've fucked you lots
of times already, and you haven't fucked me even once yet. I want your cock in
my ass, and I want it now!"
He
surrendered gracefully and told me to get into position. He greased my hole and
fingered me for a few minutes, and then greased up his cock. I sighed as I felt
the head touch my asshole.
"You
want this, man?"
Oh
fuck, did I ever. I had wanted him to fuck me ever since I first met him at
work, and he had made me wait all that time, plus another week. "Yes! I
want it! Fuck me!"
Taking
a cue from me when I fucked him, he said, "Tell me what you want, and say
it loud. C'mon, if you want my cock, let me hear you!"
I did
as he wanted, being loud, but not yelling, because, unlike on the farm, I had neighbors
very close by. "I WANT IT! I WANT IT REALLY BAD! SHOVE THAT BIG, HARD COCK
RIGHT UP MY ASS AND FUCK ME LIKE THE FAGGOT THAT I AM! C'MON FUCK ME! MAKE ME
YOUR BITCH! GIVE IT TO ME NOW! DON'T TEASE ME! FUCK ME, PLEASE!"
Josh
pushed the head of his cock in my ass and kept going slowly, and then stopped
at a certain point. "Don't stop, keep going!" I pleaded.
"I
don't want to hurt you, Sean," he said.
"You
won't. I ain't no virgin, believe me, and you used a lot of lube. I can take it
all, and then take it hard. Shove it all the way in at once, and then fuck me!"
He
took me at my word and rammed his cock in to the hilt. Ok, yes, it did hurt—a lot—but
I could take it.
He
began to thrust in and out at a medium pace. "Faster! Fuck me faster!"
He sped up a bit. "Faster! Harder! Give it to me as hard and as deep as
you can. Fuck me like all the pussy you used to fuck. I can take it! C'mon,
make me your bitch!" He sped up now and began fucking me harder than I
think I have ever been fucked before. "Yeah, that's it! Oh yeah, rape my
ass!"
He was
actually grunting a bit now as he slammed my ass. "Yeah, raping you up the
ass, bitch!" he said as he slapped my ass hard. I loved that he was
getting into it now.
"Oh
yeah!" I groaned as he slapped my ass again.
"Take
that fucking cock up your hole, bitch. Yeah, take it! Fucking you so hard! Yeah,
take it whether you want it or not, bitch." His hand came down across my
ass again, and as he rode me, he kept slapping it and talking dirty.
"Oh
fuck, I'm gonna cum!" he soon moaned.
"Not
yet! You've never fucked a guy in the ass before, so let me cum first so you
can feel my ass squeeze your cock." He slowed down his pace a bit, and I
began beating my cock as fast as I could. "Oh yeah, here it comes!" I
groaned, and he began slamming me hard again. I put my free hand under my cock
and let out a loud moan as I shot my load into my palm.
"Oh
god! Fuck, that feels insane, man, your ass spasming on my cock! Gonna cum, too!"
He gave a few more thrusts, pulled out, and sprayed his wad all over my ass and
back. He rubbed it all over my skin, and then I flipped over and lay on my
back.
He
crawled up the bed and lowered his face to the palm of my hand and lapped up my
load like a dog drinking from a water dish. He licked my hand clean, and then
held his palm to my face, which was covered in his cum from when he had rubbed
it all over my back and ass, and I licked the stickiness of his load off his
palm.
We lay
there panting and sweaty. Josh gave an amazing fuck. I guess all the pussy he had fucked in the past had really
allowed him to hone his skills.
"Fuck,
we always have great sex," Josh sighed, his chest still heaving. "But
it’s always the absolute best after we get back from Trevor's place."
"Yeah,"
I agreed, catching my breath. "No doubt about that."
"Instead
of just picturing Trevor while we're going at it, we need to figure out how to
get him in this bed with us."
"I
know," I said, turning my head to look at him. "The guy's starving
for it. Under the right circumstances, I bet we could easily convince him to
experiment."
"Yeah?
What kind of circumstances?"
"I'm
not entirely sure yet," I admitted.
Over
the next few days, the idea consumed us both. We tossed ideas back and forth until
we finally crafted a plan we were confident would work—or, at the very least,
end with Trevor joining us for a hot jerk-off session.
We'll
find out soon enough when we head back to the farm this weekend.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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