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Lol, its ok. That mega post shoudl warrant you some "off" time. Its going good though. Eagerly awaiting next part.
Lol, its ok. That mega post shoudl warrant you some "off" time. Its going good though. Eagerly awaiting next part.
Dear bro, its just hard to see that yer gone at times.
Babe, I love ya. Gonna keep truckin' on with ya. Love ya lots.
Who said anything about me needing Viagra?Originally Posted by gayemtinpa
God answers all prayers. Most of the time, though, the answer is 'No'.
Oh, I knew about that. I thought you were talking about the 'my right hand' comment.
I aim to please.
And, please, aim. Saves time on messy clean-ups. (Unless you have a Shawn of your own.)
God answers all prayers. Most of the time, though, the answer is 'No'.
Well I just creamed my shorts. That was a hot chapter.
I assume you're waiting for the new season of Stargate SG-1 as well? :POriginally Posted by gsdx
Indeed I am, but I probably won't see it until our 'Space' channel runs through Season 9 again. I don't get 'first views' where I live.Originally Posted by wazup9872
God answers all prayers. Most of the time, though, the answer is 'No'.
once again, the story are hot, i was behide, but now i am finally catch up!!! ur stories are good
Dorothy: Look, fluffhead. Why should I deny being in denial? I never said I was in denial, YOU are the one who said I was in denial, and don't you deny it.
Chapter 23
We were done. None of us had any ambition left in us, and probably very little cum. The twins had another shower together and went home. Shawn prepared the Jacuzzi for Jason and I and, while we were in there relaxing, he was undoubtedly on his hands and knees in the livingroom cleaning up all the jism from the carpet and sofa and anywhere else it had landed.
Jason rested his head against one of those plastic bath pillows and I rested against his chest. We fell asleep that way, his arms around my chest and my hands interlocked with his.
Shawn woke us up. We had no idea how long we'd been asleep, but dinner was awaiting us. As Jason dried himself, I turned off the Jacuzzi and emptied it, then dried myself with one of the large, fluffy, fabric softener scented towels.
Dinner, as usual, was scrumptious. Shawn joined us but, while we remained naked, he wore shorts. He'd changed into a white pair by now. I was too sexed out to even notice how his ass looked in them. Shame on me.
After dinner, I fell asleep again as we sat on the sofa watching a movie. Don't ask me which one. I was too sore in too many places to even try to remember. But it was the best kind of sore I'd been in a long, long time.
Jason carried me to bed and I fell asleep in his arms again. I remember him kissing me, though. If he did anything else afterward, I slept through it.
* * * * *
School was beginning to suck. These classes were seriously impeding my quality time with Jason. Mind you, we didn't have much quality time for a few days following that wild and wicked weekend. Both of us were totally fucked out. Even Jason was satisfied with only one blowjob a day and I didn't particularly care if I got my nut. I was content to sit back and let Jason hold me all night long.
Shawn began to settle into the household and become one of the family, but I could tell he was anxious to do more experimentation. That would have to wait, though. . . at least for a few days until I could stop walking bow legged and I could yawn without wincing in pain. Jaws weren't made to be propped open that long.
Rob found me at lunch on Tuesday and he knew immediately that I'd had a wild weekend. He wanted to know all the juicy details and, stupid me, I told him.
"Man, Scott! You've got to get me in on that!" he said. "Tom's after me all the time to set it up. He's dying to get his hands on Jason. Actually, that's not quite right. He's dying for Jason to get his hands on him. I told him about the fuck Jason laid into you that day in the woods and he's been wishing for Jason to do the same for him."
"Jason can be pretty rough if he wants to be, you know," I said. "Does Tom know what he's in for?"
"Hell, yeah!" Rob said excitedly. "He loves getting fucked, but he doesn't think I'm man enough to do the job properly. He wants one good ass pounding before he dies." Rob smiled and winked.
"And you don't mind?"
"Why should I? While Tom's getting his ass plugged, I'll have you all to myself. Tom calls me his Super Sucker' now. I'd be more than happy to demonstrate." He added proudly as he leaned into me and winked, "I can deep throat, now, too."
"Well, that's something to look forward to. What about you and Jason?"
Rob sat up straight, his eyes widening and the smile disappearing from his face. "Hell, now! He'd squish me or rip me in half! I'm sure he's nice and all, but he's way too big for me."
I had to smile. "Not even to give him a blow?"
Rob relaxed again. "Well, okay, I wouldn't mind doing that, but he ain't getting anywhere near my ass."
"What about me?"
"You I can handle," he said, and then he winked, "as long as you let me have a go at you, too."
"Share and share alike," I said. "I'll set it up."
"This weekend?" Rob asked excitedly. "Tom works Saturday night unless he can swap shifts, but, otherwise, we're both free."
"I should hope so," I said. "I don't pay for sex."
* * * * *
Rob was ecstatic when I told him the next day that I'd set it up for the weekend. Jason was equally anxious to get at Tom's ass as Tom was to let Jason get at it.
Shawn joined Jason and I on Thursday night. I was kneeling on our bed, my face buried in the pillows, and Jason was giving me a nice, slow fuck. My ass was feeling better by then and feeling hungry as well. He wasn't fucking me that night, though. He was making love to me as the tender, caring man that he can be. This one was for both of us.
Anyway, I was face-down on the pillow when the bed sagged to my left. I looked in that direction and Shawn was kneeling there beautifully naked and mind-numbingly hard. He crawled in front of me, turned to face the wall, and presented that delicious, magnificent ass to me. He had, apparently, discovered the joys of getting rimmed.
I didn't mind at all. I loved eating out Shawn's ass. He kept himself immaculately clean. There was never a hint of muskiness. It simply tasted of Shawn.
I didn't forget Jason's cock sliding in and out of my own ass, but it took second place to my sliding my tongue in and out of Shawn's ass. I didn't have to do much besides holding his cheeks apart and sticking out my tongue. Shawn's ass moved up and down, and swirled and swivelled, and rocked and pushed. He moved his ass where he wanted to be licked and that was. . . well. . . everywhere.
Shawn's entire ass was an erogenous zone. Whether I was licking his button or his crack or his cheeks, it didn't make any difference to him. He simply loved me loving his ass.
Jason didn't mind a bit. When I got into heavy duty rimming, my own ass would play games with Jason's cock, and he'd play games right back. I could see why Jason liked it when someone joined us. We made better lovers to each other. Our own sex became more exciting and intense.
I could tell Jason was getting close to cumming. His cock was stretching my ass and he was pounding into it harder and faster. That shoved my face deeper into Shawn's ass and my tongue deeper into his asshole, and that made Shawn stroke his dick even harder and faster. Moments later, he was spinning himself around in the confines between my face and the headboard and then he was pointing his quivering cock directly at me. I opened my mouth and let him enter. My right hand moved from his ass to my cock and my left hand moved to his balls..
As soon as I had my lips wrapped around him, Shawn began blasting his cream into me. Jason was slamming my ass now, trying to join Shawn in his orgasm. Each slam of Jason's hips pushed Shawn's cock deeper into my throat even though I tried to keep my mouth around the head so I could taste him, but most of his jizz shot straight into my throat.
Shawn's left hand held onto the headboard. His right hand held onto my head. He didn't have to hold it there. Nothing could have pulled my mouth off that cock when it was shooting. I wouldn't let anything deprive me of a single drop of his nectar.
Of course, there were the typical shouts and screams of orgasmic bliss. Shawn didn't mind telling anyone how good he was feeling. Moments later, Jason's shouts joined Shawn's as he started pumping his cum into the condom and as I stroked my cock toward my own orgasm.
I continued sucking Shawn's cock, teasing out every single dribble of his cream, and then just holding it in my mouth until Jason finished and let his cock slide from my ass. Only then did Shawn pull his cock from my mouth.
He moved to my left side and pushed me onto my back. His hand found my cock and pushed it aside, replacing it with his own. I could feel his breath there. I looked down at him as he began stroking me. His mouth opened and his tongue extended. His head moved forward.
"Shawn," I said. "No!"
He ignored me and his head moved closer to me. His tongue touched the smooth, sensitive skin of my cockhead and he tasted me there. My body stiffened and I sucked in a gasp of breath. Beyond Shawn's head, I could see Jason peeling off the spent condom and tossing it to the floor, his eyes never leaving my crotch and Shawn's head.
The tongue swirled around my helmet, licking and tasting and teasing. It followed the prominent ridge and dug into the piss slit, and then his lips parted and his jaws opened and the head was inside his mouth.
Shawn valiantly drew me into him, but, the moment I touched the back of his mouth, he tensed up and his throat closed itself. He pulled back immediately to the rim and stayed there. Instinctively, my hips pushed up and Shawn gagged again. Jason, as always, knew what to do and planted his hands on my upper thighs and leaned into me, holding me firmly against the bed. I looked into his face and his dark eyes winked at me and his smile called out to me and he nodded. I nodded back and let it happen.
Shawn found his comfort zone and stayed there. His mouth did little except hold me there, but his hand went to work with the same expertise with which he'd been pleasuring himself for half of his life. His tongue was working on me, though, and that was more than enough to bring me closer to climax.
I knew it was going to happen and I warned Shawn. I couldn't see Shawn's face, so I didn't know if he'd heard me. He didn't stop.
"Shawn," I said louder. "I'm going to cum!"
Still he held me in his mouth and continued stroking.
"Shawnie," Jason said. "He's going to cum! Do you understand?"
Shawn simply nodded and kept on going. Jason's left hand found my balls and that did it. I started shooting. My cum blasted into Shawn and I could hear and feel him swallowing desperately. He coughed several times, but refused to release me. Like Jason's first blowjob, this one was a bad one, but it was still the second-most exciting blowjob I'd ever had.
He held on and took it, and when I stopped creaming, he rolled onto his back beside me, grabbed hold of his still-solid cock, and started jerking off as fast and as hard as he could. I sat up and leaned in to sink his cock down my throat again when Jason bent over and sucked it into his own mouth while his hand went to Shawn's balls and jostled them gently.
Shawn looked down his body and his head slammed down into the mattress again. "Oh, my fuckin' God!" he shouted as his second orgasm started. His hands clutched at the blankets and his hips pushed themselves up off the bed. Jason sucked like a pro as Shawn unloaded his jism into him, and Jason took it all, humming his pleasure all the time.
I knew what Jason was tasting, and I wanted it, too, but I let Jason have this one. There would be many others for me later on.
* * * * *
"Sorry it was such a crappy blowjob, Scott," Shawn said to me. "If you give me a chance, I'm a quick learner. I'll to better next time."
"It was the best blowjob ever, Shawn," I replied, "because it was you who gave it to me."
"Thanks, but I know it sucked." We started laughing. "I mean. . . um. . ."
I kissed his lips to stop him.
"You did great, Shawnie," Jason said. "You couldn't see Scott's face, but I could. He loved it."
"Yeah, well, I liked what you did for me, too, Jason. Both of you. Thank you."
We were still sitting on the bed. Shawn was kneeling in front of us, sitting on his heels.
"Scotty was right," Jason said. "It tastes much better fresh from the pump."
Shawn smiled, blushed, and looked down at his hands. He looked up at us again. "I'm glad you're letting me live here. I never realized how lonely it was living alone. I thought I was happy there, but now I know how miserable I was."
"I hope you don't feel miserable now," Jason said.
Shawn smiled brightly. "Not half," he said. "These past few days have been incredible."
"And busy for you," I said. "When you're not changing beds and doing laundry, you're mopping up someone's cum."
"I don't mind." He glanced at Jason. "We're going to need a more carpet and upholstery cleaner if you keep throwing these parties, though. Lots more."
Jason laughed hard and gave Shawn a huge, powerful hug of friendship. "What would I ever do without you, Shawnie?"
"Buy Kleenex by the truckload?" Shawn suggested with a smirk.
* * * * *
Every morning that week, Shawn had kept his early-morning jerk off for my breakfast and I began to look forward to it. On Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday, it topped my toast, but, on Wednesday and Friday, it was a game. I had to figure out where he squirted it. Wednesday morning, I discovered it between my pancakes. Friday, it was in my eggs. Some people might find it gross and disgusting, but I loved it. Every drop swept me off to Utopia and I didn't mind as long as he didn't waste it on some tissue he flushed down the toilet later.
Friday night, Shawn spent the entire night with us. Saturday would begin another sex-filled weekend with Rob and Tom. They would be over as soon as early in the afternoon as they could. Tom would have to leave for work in the evening, but would return when he was finished and spend the night and all day Sunday with us.
The three of us were sitting in the Jacuzzi, resting up for the weekend ahead. As usual, I sat in Jason's arms. Shawn sat at the other end, facing us. He was much more comfortable now, even after just a week of living with us. He rarely wore clothes anymore, and, when he did, it was just a pair of his shorts or underwear or something.
Now, Shawn is into some pretty kinky underwear. I never would have suspected it to see him. He didn't look the kinky underwear type. All prim and proper and polite, he wore things under his pants which would have made even me think twice about wearing. He had jocks of every style and colour and tiny thongs which barely held his equipment. He had bikinis of all sorts and some of the most amazingly sexy boxers I've ever seen in my life.
Our Shawn collected underwear. It was a hobby for him and, as he told us, his one luxury when he lived alone. Shawn could change his underwear twice a day beginning on January 1 and he wouldn't run out of clean underwear until the middle of April. It was my goal to see him in every single one of them.
"So, Shawnie," Jason said. "Got everything we need for the weekend?"
"Yes, Sir," Shawn replied.
Jason chuckled, his laughter bouncing me against his mammoth chest. "Jesus, Shawn, you're sitting there naked and whacking off and you still call me sir'?"
"Yes, Sir."
"Hell, Scotty can't even see you. You should be saving it up for later."
"Ah!" I said. "I can't see him, but just knowing that he's doing it is exciting enough." I took Jason's hand from my chest and moved it to my crotch where he found my hard cock.
"Now, that gives me a hardon."
"I know," I said. "I can feel it growing now. As long as you don't waste it, Shawn. You know where it goes."
"I know," Shawn grinned. "Not every guy has his own personal sperm bank."
"And you love making deposits, don't you, Shawnie?"
Still grinning, Shawn added, "I like the interest rate."
Shawn didn't cum, even though he slowly jerked off for over an hour. I didn't cum, either, even with Jason's hand wrapped around my cock. Jason had no intention of cumming yet. He had other plans for it.
* * * * *
"Scott?" Shawn asked. "Will you teach me how to suck?"
We were lying in bed, naked. Jason was on my right side. Shawn on my left.
"Just do what Scotty did to you when he blew you."
"I wasn't really paying attention," Shawn said shyly.
"Do a sixty-nine with him, Scotty," Jason suggested. "Then he can copy what you do. Monkey See, Monkey Do' is easier than a How To' lesson."
I looked at Shawn. "Why don't you sixty-nine with Jason and I'll guide you along?"
Shawn looked at Jason and his brow raised in apprehension.
"I'm not the one he wants, Babe," Jason said. "Go ahead. I'll have my fun with you when you're finished."
Shawn looked visibly relieved. He was still obviously intimidated by Jason's size and power. He was too much man for him right now. Still, I could see in his eyes that the idea wasn't unappealing. I suspect he really wanted to, especially since Jason had virtually taken him under his wing, but, for the moment at least, he wasn't ready for him. I can understand that. If I was still almost a virgin, Jason would have scared the hell out of me, too, no matter how much he was my type'. Jason is someone you have to work up to gradually.
"Okay," I said. "Who. . . ?"
I didn't even get to ask my question. Shawn was scrambling around until his head faced my feet. He grabbed my hard cock in his hand.
"Well," I said jokingly, "class in session, I guess." More seriously, I said to Shawn, "Just do what you can, Shawn. If I do anything that you can't or don't want to do, don't push yourself. Don't do anything you're not comfortable with."
"I'm not afraid to do anything to you, Scott," Shawn replied. "I'm afraid I won't do it well enough."
"You'll do fine, Shawnie," Jason said.
With nothing more to be said, I set to work.
I held Shawn's cock near the base, my smaller fingers splayed out to rest against his balls. I stuck out my tongue and pressed it against his cockhead, licking it and teasing out the drop of pre-cum already gathering there. My tongue began swirling around the head, circling it and licking it like ice cream in turn. It traced the rim of his cockhead and tickled at the V' on the underside where the head joins the shaft. I always felt that was the most sensitive spot on a man's cock.
Shawn's cock jumped against my tongue and mine jumped against his as he duplicated my movements. A contented moan could be heard, but not from me. My lips enfolded his cockhead behind the rim. I sucked the air out of my mouth and pulled my head back, releasing his cock with a loud slurping sound and repeated this several times.
I placed the head back in my mouth and began moving my head up and down along the shaft. As much as I wanted to suck the whole thing down my throat, I feared that Shawn would try to do the same, so I concentrated my efforts on the head.
Shawn mirrored my actions, treating me to a very satisfying blowjob. He matched them so closely and so well that I felt I was giving myself a blowjob with a one-second delay. I showed him all the tricks I knew, working my tongue and lips together, the suctioning of my cheeks, the twisting and bobbing of my head. When I pulled my mouth off Shawn's cock and licked my way down the shaft to his balls, he followed with no reservation or hesitation.
I licked at his nuts, one at a time, then back and forth. I nipped the loose skin between my lips and pulled. I licked at the skin of his groin where his ball sack joins his body. I sucked his balls gently into my mouth the twirled them around with my tongue. And Shawn matched me move for move and with equal care.
His moans and groans of pleasure became more pronounced and urgent, and I could feel his cock bouncing against my chest. I moved back up to his cockhead and sucked it inside. Shawn did the same, but that's where the copy-cat ended. Shawn took over and gave me his own blowjob. He sucked and he tongued and he bobbed and he slurped. He did it all and he invented some moves of his own. He even tried several times to take me into his throat, but stopped before he did.
I was concentrating so hard on the pleasure he was giving me that I barely gave thought to what I was doing and, the next thing I knew, I was cumming even before I'd make Shawn cum. Jason knew the signs all too well and had warned him, but Shawn held on and took it all. The moment I started shooting, Jason shoved his finger up my ass. I screamed on Shawn's cock, which spawned his own climax and he began pumping his delicious cream into me.
Shawn was a wild man, sucking as hard as he could and groaning even harder. He took every drop like a trouper and sucked for more. He held me in his mouth until my cock began to wilt and soften in exhaustion.
I felt a hand on my shoulder. Jason's voice came urgently from behind me. "Scotty, I've got to cum, Babe!"
I began to roll over toward him, but Shawn pulled his mouth off my cock and said, "No, Jason! Let me, please!"
I looked up in time to see Shawn lean over me and sink Jason's cock into his mouth and start bobbing on it.
"Holy, fuckin' Christ, Shawnie! Suck that fuckin' cock for me! What you're doing to me, man! Suck it good!"
I watched, almost in disbelief, as Shawn stretched his lips around Jason's cock. He'd tasted cock and he loved it.
And then I saw that look' come across Jason's face as his hands moved to the back of Shawn's head. I knew what was about to happen.
"Jason, no!" I shouted, but it was too late. He slammed his hips into Shawn's mouth and his cock disappeared inside. Shawn's eyes opened wide as the cock was pushed into his throat. He gagged and snorted breath into his nose.
"Jason! Stop!" I yelled, but he didn't. He pulled out and shoved in once more before I could get my hand on his hip to stop him. I pushed and Jason pushed harder, and, after two more pumps, Shawn pushed my hand away.
I leaned back and watched. Shawn was struggling for breath and his eyes were clenched tightly shut, but he didn't give up. His hands moved to Jason's ass and pulled him even harder into his face. Jason pounded Shawn mercilessly, mashing Shawn's nose into his belly and his balls into Shawn's chin.
"Fucking' suck it, Shawnie! Oh, God, man! I'm cumming! I'm fuckin' cumming!!"
And he did. I could see Shawn boldly swallowing every drop of cum Jason could provide. I knew the load Shawn was getting. I'd taken it many times myself. Jason's orgasm was more intense than I'd seen in a long time, probably because it was Shawn who was causing it. When he finished, he fell onto his side beside me, his arm dropping over my chest.
"Holy, fuck," he said softly. "Holy, fuck!"
I rolled onto my side, spooning myself against Jason's massive body and his arm pulled me tight against him. Shawn spooned himself into me, pressing his ass against my crotch, and my arm went around him and held him to me. We slept in that position all night long.
In the morning, Jason and I were to discover Shawn's new obsession with sucking cocks.
To Be Continued
God answers all prayers. Most of the time, though, the answer is 'No'.
wow, u left me speechless!! that was very hot, i wish i was there!!
Dorothy: Look, fluffhead. Why should I deny being in denial? I never said I was in denial, YOU are the one who said I was in denial, and don't you deny it.
Shawnie the cocksucker !!!
Well written Neil .... Getting hornier & hornier ..... them, and me !!!
Alrighty..then! Wow!
Neil, I have I told you lately how much I love this story? YOU ROCK!
The Three Musketeers... Bashful, Chrisglass, and Ronboy!
Where do I find a housekeeper like Shawn???
Threesomes! Thats disgusting. Unless you invite me of coarse
I like to think that Jason is our very own Jasun (Soilwork) !
A friend, and fellow JUB member, both think Soil would be the ultimate top ! (and he's pretty damn cute, too)
I've spent the last two days catching up on this story.. and it was a good two days : D
I just spent the afternoon reading this story and I am completely blown away. This is an amazing story and takes one wild turn after the other. I absolutely love the relationship between Scott and Jason. I hope to find that love and care with someone one day. I can almost feel their love for each other just by reading this story. Although I'm a little scared about what's happening to their relationship.
Um...what's going on with their relationship? If you mean having sex with other people, that's not a bad thing. They are both still in love with each other, their just having a little fun.Originally Posted by IANSAND
Neil, I am compelled to post and give you my accolades. I am absolutely in LOVE with this story and cannot wait for the next chapter. It is indeed you who inspired me to write stories of my own. Keep up the good work, and I'll keep creamin' in my skivies.
Filmmaker, Author, 2006 Time Magazine Person of the Year, and Engelbert Humperdinck's biggest fan!
I understand and can see quite well that they still love each other, but (this is just me speaking...so no need to chew me out) I'm more of a person to enjoy one person in bed if I tell that person I love them. I get such a great feeling knowing that maybe someday I'll be with a person I love so much...being with him and only him. I understand Scott and Jason like to have fun and that's how they were written...where nobody feels upset or nervous about it...and they shouldn't if it what they like...its what they like. It's exactly how you say, "That's not a bad thing."Originally Posted by gaygoth
This is nothing against your story or anything. I love it. Its great and I thank you for writing it. But that's just me and how I like to live...or would live. So don't say, "Well why are you reading this then." or something along those lines. The story is great and I am anxiously anticipating the next update.
We all have our own likes and dislikes about what we like in and out of bed. Being with just one person does it for me. But that doesn't mean I don't like reading about other people's fun in bed.
The idea for the orgies just popped up (no pun intended) when Jason and Scott were talking about Finn when Scott was moving in with Jason. No-one disliked the idea of other people getting in on the fun, so I went with it because that's what the readers wanted.
Scott and Jason are safe. I have no intention of driving a wedge between them because that was not my intention in the first place. In fact, the story would have ended long ago if other guys hadn't started joining in.
So, rest assured. Scott and Jason will live long and prosper (my apologies to Mr. Spock) and will live happily ever after.
God answers all prayers. Most of the time, though, the answer is 'No'.
Originally Posted by IANSAND
Okay, I gotcha. Yeah, we all have our likes and dislikes, mine primarily being about the guy's hair. (I don't know why, just a fettish)
And I highly doubt anyone on this board would be rude and post a "Why are you reading this then?" post.
Filmmaker, Author, 2006 Time Magazine Person of the Year, and Engelbert Humperdinck's biggest fan!
No. It wasn't supposed to come off like I was being rude or anything. I hope that's not the impression I was putting off. I just wanted you to see my way of thinking and not be confused about it.Originally Posted by gaygoth
I see your way of thinking, and it's not a bad way of thinking. For some (like you, perhaps), it spoils the story. For others, it makes it more exciting. For me, it makes it a challenge writing simultaneous sex for 5 guys. It's easy to throw 5 guys into a room together with a cameraman and say "have at it". It's not so easy to write it all down. But, it makes the story different from the others.Originally Posted by IANSAND
I have several stories in this forum now, and they are all dramatically different from each other. They're not carbon copies of each other.
If my fans have come to expect anything from me, it's not to expect anything at all, because they don't know what's going to happen next, and, frankly, neither do I for the most part.
Jason's not my type at all. I wouldn't give him a second glance on the street. It's not easy trying to imagine myself head-over-heals in love with him, as Scott is. But there are people out there who dream of Jason. Others dream of the Danish twins (the incest thing, you know). Others love Shawn and his innocence. Still, others like the boyish, cutsey charm of Rob. Some like the blowjobs. Some like the fucking. Some like the rimming. Some like the masturbation. Some like the cuddling. And, yes, some even like the pissing.
If you read the posts after that pissing scene, a lot of people were turned off by it, but, believe me, just as many people wrote privately to me asking for more.
Everyone likes different things, and I try to give them that. This story has something for a lot of different readers. Just not all at the same time.
God answers all prayers. Most of the time, though, the answer is 'No'.
And that is why you are my favorite gay fiction author, what matters to the readers matters to you. I respect and admire an author who puts his own turn ons and hangups aside to please the reader. Your willingness to try new things always has me coming back for more, it's fun to watch you experiment with different kinks and fetishes in your stories, it always keeps me guessing whats going to happen next. I've always felt that your stories were more than stories, they are so vivid it's more like a film, I can actually see everything that I am reading going on in my head, and that's the mark of a talented writer, when it stops being just a vague 'picture' of what's going on and becomes a vivid technicolor image. I swear, sometimes I feel the need to grab a cigarette after I read a new chapter just so I can cool down(and I don't even smoke!), it's like I just had some very good sex and i'm still reeling from it.Originally Posted by gsdx
Keep it up. You're incredibly talented and i'm so glad you are putting that talent to good use!
Hugz n' Kisses,
"Just by being out you're doing your part. It's like recycling. You're doing your part for the environment if you recycle; you're doing your part for the gay movement if you're out."
Thank you. That was precious and downright laugh-inducing. What a wonderful way to start a boring Sunday morning.Originally Posted by JJFlame
God answers all prayers. Most of the time, though, the answer is 'No'.
Man, this story makes me have to clean up after reading very much. LOVE IT!!!
I am still blown away at how perfectly you capture each person and their respective actions. One of the thrills of reading the story, for me anyways, was reading how drastically different each and every character is protrayed. It is amazing to see their personalities in different situations. Especically seeing Shawn growing to become more comfortable with gay scenarios.Originally Posted by gsdx
Thank you. I try to make them different enough. It's no fun when they're all mirrors of each other. I'm not very good at writing dialects, so I tend to go more for 'catch phrases'.Originally Posted by IANSAND
Shawn was a bit of an enigma. I wasn't sure why he was getting into it so much, and it suddenly dawned on me. He was a virgin and had spent his entire life living fantasies. They became just as real to him as his lonely life. That's when it came to me. As far as Shawn was concerned, he was alone in his room, lying on his bed, and jerking off to yet one more fantasy. He simply 'zoned out'.
I like the way it's going with him, though, and I already have plans for him, which you will discover in a chapter or two. . . or three. . .
God answers all prayers. Most of the time, though, the answer is 'No'.
bah i need more. "please sir, ?"
I registered here just to say what a great author you are. And after exploring found the site to be pretty awesome. Keep up the good work man!
OK... I'm pretty sure I am not the only one waiting for shawns cocksucking adventures... by when do you think we might be ablet o expect a new chapter?
I'm writing it now. It should be done within a day or two.Originally Posted by danguito
God answers all prayers. Most of the time, though, the answer is 'No'.
Chapter 24
I woke up to a warm, moist heat surrounding my cock. It wasn't really a blowjob. It was just a gentle, slow warm-up suck. Just a teasing. My head rested against a rising, black-haired chest and Jason's Superman arm was wrapped around me and I was holding it with my hands. The mouth could belong only to Shawn.
I opened my eyes and lifted my head slightly, looking down my body. Shawn was leaning on his elbow, his other hand carefully holding the base of my cock, his head hovering over my crotch. At that moment, his tongue was exploring every millimetre of my cockhead. I moaned softly.
Shawn's head came away and he looked up at my face. "Sorry," he whispered. "I tried not to wake you. It was there and it was hard and beautiful and I couldn't resist. I hope you don't mind." Even first thing in the morning, Shawn looked incredible.
"Not at all."
"May I continue?" he asked. "I've been practicing while you were asleep."
"Be my guest," I said to him.
His lips returned to my cock, slipped over the head, and slid down the shaft until my entire shaft was deep inside his throat. I laid my head back on Jason's chest, closed my eyes again, and moaned softly. Jason's arm squeezed my chest and I knew he was awake as well. His free hand found my left hand and moved it into his crotch. His towering meat met my fingers and I did what any self-respecting lover would do. I grabbed his cock in my fist and began stroking it.
"Looks like our Shawnie has a new hobby," Jason said. I raised my head and opened my eyes again, watching as Shawn's mouth slid up and down my cock, from tip to base and back again.
"He's a natural," I groaned.
Shawn's head came away from my crotch and he looked up at me again, smiling. "I've never had a hobby that tasted this good." He rolled onto his knees and maneuvered himself into position with one knee between each of our legs. He held my cock in his right hand and Jason's cock in his left. I took my hand away.
He went down on Jason's cock first, sinking it into his throat easily. I was, indeed, surprised that he was able to deep throat so quickly. Natural' had been an understatement. Shawn was born to suck cocks.
"Holy, fuck, Shawnie," Jason moaned.
After a few trips ups and down Jason's cock, he moved to mine. Back and forth he travelled, pleasing us both simultaneously and alternately. Jason was kissing me and moaning and groaning into my mouth. I was doing the same to him.
Shawn began sucking harder and faster, switching back and forth from cock to cock with ease. He was quickly bringing me toward my first climax of the day. Oddly enough, it was Jason who came first.
He suddenly pulled his lips away from mine and I could feel him heaving his hips off the bed.
"Holy fuckin' Christ, Shawnie!" he shouted loudly. "What are you doing to me!? Oh, man, don't stop!"
I lifted my head to watch. Shawn had abandoned my cock entirely and all his efforts were aimed toward Jason's pleasure. I couldn't see what he was doing, but Jason's hips were pistoning up and down. I rolled onto my side and gave Shawn a hand - and a pair of lips and a tongue. My left hand grabbed at Jason's left pec, squeezing his nipple between my thumb and fingers, as my mouth attacked his right nipple.
Jason's chest heaved up toward my face, bouncing up and down with his deep, rapid breaths. A constant rumble was coming from it and I could feel it vibrating. Whatever Shawn was doing was driving Jason mad with pleasure, and that only made me attack his chest with greater urgency.
"Fuck, Scotty, do it, Babe!" he grabbed the back of my head and mashed my face against his muscular pec. The hairs tickled my nose, cheeks and chin. I sucked the entire nipple as deeply into my mouth as I could.
"That's it, Scotty! Oh, man, that's it! Fuckin' hell, I'm cumming!" Jason's entire body started to shake. "I'm cummi-i-i-a-a-a-ah!" His ah' turned into a long, loud groan of release.
I heard Shawn choke and then cough, and suddenly my face was being pelted with bolts of cream from Jason's balls. I glanced down Jason's body. Shawn was desperately trying to gain control of himself as a stream of cum flowed from his lower lip. Jason's first shot had been enormous. More cum shot out of his cock, splattering against Jason's stomach and chest and my face before Shawn could get it back in his mouth to finish him off.
No sooner had Jason's orgasm finished when Shawn shoved his mouth over my cock and sucked me hard and deep. I screamed into Jason's chest and his right arm came around my back to hold me close. I was so horned up from Jason's orgasm that mine began almost the instant Shawn got my cock back in his mouth.
Jason held my face against him as I shot my load into Shawn. He held on, taking the whole thing into him. My screams continued, muffled by the huge, stiffened nipple stuffing my mouth. I could hear Shawn gulping down my juice and sucking air through his nose. I could imagine his handsome face in my mind, and I could imagine my cock stuffed in it. I could imagine where my cum was going, and that made me cum even harder.
I said awhile ago that Shawn was born to suck cocks, and I meant it. I've never seen anyone conquer it so quickly. He knew precisely what to do without being told. If his teeth touched my cock, it was intentional and done only to cause pleasure. Otherwise, they never touched me. His tongue never stopped working and he didn't seem to have a gag reflex at all unless Jason had forced him to master it last night in a hurry the night before. I'm still surprised that Shawn had survived that mouth ramming. Jason gave his face one helluva pounding. Given time, Shawn would be well on his way to becoming a better cocksucker than I am.
Shawn finally released my cock from his mouth and sat back on his heels. I let Jason's nipple fall from my lips and I started to lick up his cum from his body. I cleaned him from crotch to chest. Every drop I could find, and then I lapped up the few stray drops which had landed on his face and hair. He held me there then and licked my own face clean before kissing me long and hard.
When he finished kissing me, his fingers entangled in my hair and he pulled my head away from him. I looked into his dark, mysterious, sensuous eyes. "Don't you ever leave me, Scotty," he whispered. "Promise me."
I smiled down at him. "You marked me with your blood, remember? I'm yours forever."
* * * * *
Shawn had left us, his hardon pointing the way out the door. I'd asked if he wanted me to take care of it and he simply said, "No. I'm saving it." He'd told us to take a nice, long shower and he'd have everything cleaned up and breakfast going for us.
So, Jason and I stood in the shower. We'd already washed and now we were simply standing there and Jason was holding me against his body. I felt dwarfed by him, but I felt so completely safe and secure. I felt like nothing on earth could hurt me. Jason wouldn't allow it. He would always take care of me.
I lay against him, my cheek nestled into the furry matt of his chest. One hand cradled my head and the other wrapped around my back. He held me there and loved me with his body. I don't know how long we stood there, letting the water wash over us, but I could have stayed there forever.
Unfortunately, Shawn knocked on the frosted glass door and slid it open.
"Breakfast is almost ready, Sir," he said. He was still stark naked and still sporting a complete and bouncing hardon. "Where shall I serve it?"
"In bed, I think, Shawnie," Jason said. "Thanks."
Shawn nodded and retreated, sliding the door closed.
"Well, Babe," Jason said with a grin. "Best get our asses out there. You know how Shawnie gets if our food gets cold."
"Yeah, I know."
"You know I love you, don't you?" he said to me.
"Yes, I know that, too. And you know I love you?"
"Every minute of the day." Jason said as he wrapped his arms around my back and picked me up, pressing his lips against mine for one helluva kiss. I love it when he picks me up like that.
After he set me down, he turned off the shower and slid open the door, then slid it closed again.
"Hey, what's up with Shawnie going all nutso over me all of a sudden? I didn't think I was his type."
"You're not," I smiled sneakily. "But your cock is."
"Shawn had a taste of mine and he loved it. He wanted more and yours was available. You can bet your ass this isn't the last time he'll do it. He may be afraid of the rest of you, but he loves your cock. When I'm in class, he'll be draining your balls all day long."
"You think so?"
"I'd bet my life savings on it," I said. "Tell you what. If he doesn't suck you off at least three times today, I'll do anything you want me to do all next week."
"Oooo," he said. "I like that. And if he does?"
"Well, then you do what I want. But you can't say anything to him. You can't ask him, or suggest it to him or anything. He has to do it all by himself."
"I like that, too. But you can't say anything either, and what about the blowjob he just gave me?"
"I'll make it easier for you," I told him. "He needs to give you three more blowjobs today before we go to sleep tonight."
"Even with Rob and Tom coming over?"
"I have faith," I said with a wink. "In fact, I have so much faith, I'll even add that there won't be a cock in this place today that Shawn doesn't suck at least once."
"Oh, man, you're on, Babe. Deal?" he asked as he stuck out his hand.
I shook it. "Deal."
* * * * *
Shawn was standing there in our bedroom, holding a tray with steaming coffee for us and his wonderful cock still pointing at eleven o'clock. I don't know how he kept is so hard for so long. The bedding had been changed already and Shawn was showered as well, and all while we took our shower.
We settled into bed beside each other and Shawn set the tray over my stomach. He left, then, promising to return with our food.
I looked over at Jason and winked at him. "It begins now," I whispered.
Jason smirked at me, one dark eyebrow raised. "His jaws will lock up long before he drains three more loads out of me."
"He's got all day, Babe." I ended the conversation with a kiss. We were still kissing when Shawn returned with our breakfast.
He placed the new tray over Jason's stomach and transferred plates and mugs from one to the other until we each had our proper breakfast before us.
I smiled. "Ah. Hide and Seek again," I said. "Where did he put it today?"
"I'm guessing the scrambled eggs," Jason said.
I took a bite and tasted the eggs. "Nope."
"It has not yet been applied, Sir," Shawn said formally. Or, as formally as one can be while standing there stark naked with a hardon bouncing in front of him. "I thought, perhaps, that you would like to decide today, which is why I have been saving it. I am ready any time you are."
I spread out the two slices of toast and handed Shawn the entire plate. "Spread it around today, would you, Shawn?"
"Of course, Sir," he said as he took the plate and set it on the side of the bed. "It will take only a moment or two." His hand grabbed hold of his cock and began stroking. He was right. It wasn't many strokes and many seconds later that Shawn bent over the bed, placing his left hand on the mattress for support.
"Holy, fuck, Shawnie," Jason said. "This is just too wild!"
I glanced quickly at Jason's crotch. Like my own cock, Jason's was quickly standing at attention. My gaze returned to Shawn when I heard him gasp, and, less than a minute from when he had started jerking, Shawn was pumping his jism over my breakfast, making sure he covered everything. My mouth was watering and I licked my lips in anticipation.
Call me a sicko if you want, but breakfast wasn't breakfast anymore without a load of Shawn's jizz to sweeten it up for me. Jason didn't mind it on his toast, but he preferred it fresh from the pump and not mixed in with his food. I didn't care either way. I was addicted to Shawn's cream and I'd take it any way he wanted to give it to me.
As an added treat, Shawn used his cock to spread out his jism over my food, stirring it into my scrambled eggs.
"Isn't that hot?" I asked as I watched his cockhead stirring up steam.
"Visually, perhaps," Shawn said. "Temperature-wise, it is tolerable."
Jason started laughing out loud. "Christ, Shawnie, you crack me up!"
Shawn looked at him. "Sir?"
"You're standing there stark-assed naked, you just blew your nuts all over Scotty's breakfast and you're using your dick as a spatula and you're still saying sir' and all that crap."
"And your point is, Sir?" Shawn asked as seriously as he could.
I burst out laughing then, too. Even Shawn cracked a smile.
"Old habits are hard to break, Sir."
"Don't ever change, Shawnie," Jason said, still chuckling out loud. "Don't ever change. Now, do I get to lick the spoon?"
Shawn, sadly, pulled his cock out of my breakfast and handed me the plate. He stepped to the head of the bed, holding his cock out to Jason, who quickly sucked it into him mouth and cleaned him off.
"Thank you, Sir," Shawn said as he extracted his wilting cock from Jason's cleansing lips.
I was already chowing down my freshly-creamed breakfast, enjoying every single morsel and drop, and watched as Shawn moved easily back down the bed, pulled Jason's legs apart, knelt between them, and sucked Jason's rock-hard cock into his mouth.
"You've already sucked me off, Shawnie," Jason said as I gently elbowed his ribs in warning. "Give yourself a break."
Shawn lifted off the cock and said, "I'm not sucking you off, Jason. I'm just sucking you. There's a difference." His formal attitude had totally disappeared.
"What's the difference?"
"I suck you off to make you cum," Shawn explained. "I suck you just because it's fun. I like having your cock in my mouth. Don't you like it?"
"Of course I do, but. . ."
"Then shut up and eat your breakfast and let me eat mine." His head dipped down and Jason's cock disappeared into Shawn's face once more.
Jason glanced at me. I smiled and held up one finger.
I suppose Jason's growl could have been mistaken for a groan.
* * * * *
I couldn't stand it anymore. I'd been staring at Shawn's up-raised ass throughout my entire breakfast and, even though I could only see it from the front, from the front isn't where I wanted to be.
I lifted the tray, set it aside on the large bedside table, got to my knees, and crawled between Shawn's feet. I nudged his legs open and he eagerly complied. He knew automatically where I was going.
I planted the palms of my hands on the two most incredible ass cheeks in the entire world, dipped my thumbs between them, and pulled them apart. His rosebud winked at me in anticipation. I didn't make him wait long. A moment later, my face was pushed into his ass and my tongue was spearing into his asshole.
A loud, muffled scream came from Jason's crotch as Shawn's ass ground backward into my face. I twisted my head back and forth, driving my tongue deeper into Shawn's ass. I could feel it closing around me as his groans continued. Jason's own grunts and moans joined ours. I reamed Shawn's asshole until I thought he'd had enough, then pulled out my tongue and used it to slather up and down the crack of his ass and to cover his ass cheeks with my saliva. I went at his balls, then, nosing my way into his dangling sack and licking his nuts from behind.
His balls rose up in their sack, pulling closer to his body. He must have taken Jason's cock out of his mouth because he was suddenly shouting at me to "Suck my fuckin' balls, Scott!"
My hands were still planted on Shawn's ass, my thumbs still tucked between the crack. One thumb played with his button there, swirling around in the saliva there and pushing gently at it, teasing him. I opened my mouth and sucked Shawn's right ball inside. Shawn opened his mouth and screamed, and then he opened his ass and sucked my thumb right inside.
It was like quicksand. One moment my thumb was on the surface and the next moment it was up to its neck in asshole. Shawn's reaction was equally as quick.
"Fuck, Scott! My ass. Fuck! Oh, shit, that feels good!" He pushed back against me, almost sitting on my hand and my head. His balls slipped from my lips. "Oh, fuck, I'm cumming! Scott! I'm cumming!"
I shoved up with my right hand, my thumb still up his ass, and my other hand reached between his legs as I flopped onto my back. I pulled his cock toward me and slid under him in time to get the full force of his first blast of jism in my mouth. I sucked his cockhead inside and allowed it to unleash its fury inside me, flooding my mouth with his sweet cream. Above me, he was extolling his pleasure in loud grunts and groans of praise.
I could feel the bed bouncing beneath me and I could hear the slapping sound of skin on skin. Either Jason was jerking off or Shawn was doing it for him. Jason's voice rang out, "Shawnie, take it! Oh, fuck! I'm gonna shoot! Oh, fuck, Shawnie, suck that cock for me and take it!"
The bouncing stopped and the slapping of skin ceased, quickly followed by the loud sucking and slurping sounds of Shawn's mouth on my lover's cock. Shawn was still unloading inside me when Jason shouted, "My ass, Shawnie! Shove something up my ass!"
Shawn's ebbing orgasm slowed and I held my mouth there, suctioning the final remnants of juice from him. My thumb pulled out of his ass and my hand dropped to my crotch, grabbing my cock and whacking it for all I was worth.
"Don't be shy, Shawnie!" Jason yelled. "Shove that fuckin' thing in me!"
Jason's scream was a delirious growl of pure pleasure. I knew Shawn had shoved his finger up Jason's ass. I knew Jason was cumming, and I knew Shawn was taking it. I closed my eyes, concentrating now on my own cock as Shawn's cock softened and slipped from my lips, dangling down over my face.
As I worked my cock, I felt and heard Jason's orgasm finishing, and then I could feel movement around me. A mouth sank itself over my cockhead. It was Jason. I released my cock and let Jason do his stuff.
In no time at all, I was shooting my load down Jason's throat.
* * * * *
Jason and I were sitting on the sofa waiting for Rob and Tom to arrive. Shawn was busy doing Shawn things. We were still naked after our second shower, not seeing any sense in putting on any clothes if we were going to be taking them all off again, but Shawn had put on those blue shorts which looked so good on him. I grabbed his ass every time he got close enough to me. He didn't seem to mind.
I still had faith in Shawn. He only needed to suck out two more loads out of Jason and I'd win the bet. I wasn't worried. It wasn't even noon yet. We had a long day of fucking and sucking ahead of us.
Jason answered the intercom buzzer. Shawn was in the bathroom loading the washing machine, I believe. With a push of a button, our two guests were inside the building and on their way up. I heard the door open and I knew Jason was standing there, starkers, waiting for Rob and Tom to show up. As luck would have it, you can guess who walked by at that moment.
"Fuck you, Trent," Jason said loudly. "You couldn't pay me enough to let you swing on this thing!" There was a mumbling which I couldn't understand, then Jason said, "Dream on, Pal. It's way more than you could handle."
There was silence, then voices which I recognized, followed by the closing and locking of the door. Jason came in and sat beside me again. His cock was already on the rise again. Rob and Tom followed him in.
Rob looked as cute and innocent as he did that day he had asked me for a blowjob. He'd become a lot more courageous and brazen, though. "Fuckin' A," he said with a broad grin on his face as he stepped between my legs, dropped to his knees, and sucked my soft cock into his throat.
Tom simply chuckled and looked at Jason. "Well, Buddy," he said. "Your ass or mine?"
To Be Continued
God answers all prayers. Most of the time, though, the answer is 'No'.
There are no words for describing this. The best way I can describe what I think is this:
I don't know how you change gears between stories, but damn!...Damn,Damn, Damn!!
Thanks, -G
Another great chapter. I loved Shawn's massive personality change while he was sucking off Jason. Such a major turn on. The shower scene though with Jason and Scott was the hottest thing. Even though they weren't doing anything sexual, just seeing them together in such a loving stance was great.
When I get a bit ahead on Watching Brad, it's not uncommon for me to write two stories at the same time, switching back and forth between the two as the mood hits me. Fortunately, I have a 'Find & Replace' feature in WordPerfect which allows me to seek out names if I mix them up (which I have done once, I believe).Originally Posted by gmoney
It was important to include it, though. (I didn't feel like writing yet another 'shower sex scene. At least not yet.)Originally Posted by IANSAND
God answers all prayers. Most of the time, though, the answer is 'No'.
wow, u are the best writer ever!!!! u could win Noble Peace Prize for ur work!!!lol
Dorothy: Look, fluffhead. Why should I deny being in denial? I never said I was in denial, YOU are the one who said I was in denial, and don't you deny it.
Another hot chapter. I still think that Shawn needs to get his ass fucked.
I've started writing the next chapter, and had expected it to be finished and posted this past weekend. However, I've had a minor crisis. I run a forum of my own and something of a 'Civil War' broke out Friday evening and is still continuing. I didn't get much writing done an any stories, unfortunately.
I will have something for you as soon as I can.
God answers all prayers. Most of the time, though, the answer is 'No'.
^^ It's a forum for a number of ladies for the most part who needed somewhere to visit together. I created the forum 7 years ago at their request and have been administering it since then.
The latest fracas began as a private correspondence between two people. One of the people took it public within the forum and all hell broke loose. People took sides and, to top it off, I was dragged into it as well by having my own private correspondences posted publically.
I'm still trying to quell the rebellion, which is why I wasn't able to write very much this weekend. I was too busy writing too much other stuff.
(My apologies to and my sincere appreciation of T-Zero this past weekend. He has been my sounding board and the kind listener to my rantings for 2 full days. Thank you so much, Buddy! )
God answers all prayers. Most of the time, though, the answer is 'No'.
"Just by being out you're doing your part. It's like recycling. You're doing your part for the environment if you recycle; you're doing your part for the gay movement if you're out."
I'm fine. Things have settled down in my forum and I'm writing again. Half of the next chapter of Jason is already written. I hope to finish it today and post it tonight or tomorrow morning.
Sorry for the delay, but it's been a rough few days.
God answers all prayers. Most of the time, though, the answer is 'No'.
Ouch, Neil. How brave you are .... steer clear of "ladies", they scratch each others eyes out .... hope you are still in one piece!!!
Shawn has certainly come (cum) out of his shell !!
Hope you're a bit cooler now.
Peace & Love
Chapter 25
Rob sucked me into a hardon within seconds. He'd learnt a lot since he'd met Tom. He was looking up at me, his lips wrapped around my cockhead. I swear I could see him smile as his head lowered and he took me into his throat right to the base. I could feel his chin against my balls and my hips heaved up toward his face.
"Holy fuckin' shit, Rob!" I shouted.
Rob lifted his mouth from my cock, releasing it with a loud, slurping smack of his lips. He grinned up at me. "I've been dying to do this since that day by the creek."
"Well, get those clothes off," I told him. "I've been dying to have another go at your cock, too."
Rob stood up between my legs. He kicked off his shoes and went to work unbuttoning his shirt. I went to work on his jeans. Beside me, Tom was taking off his own clothes and Jason was unwrapping a condom. As soon as Tom had his pants undone and his hard cock was hanging out of his jeans, Jason began rolling the condom over it. I'd been so wrapped up in Rob's blowjob that I didn't even hear how they came to the decision for Jason to get fucked first.
Meanwhile, I was too busy burying my face into Rob's underwear, sucking his cock and licking his balls through the material. As my mouth slathered over his crotch, I shoved Rob's jeans to the floor. He stepped out of them and kicked them aside. My saliva soaked into his underwear as I concentrated my efforts on Rob's cockhead. To my side, I saw his shirt being tossed to the floor.
Rob's hands came to the back of my head, entangling his fingers in my hair and holding me steady. His hips hunched and swirled, mashing his crotch into my face, as my fingers grabbed hold of his ass cheeks and dug into the valley between them. When I found his asshole and pressed against it, Rob's knees bend slightly and I looked up his body. He was looking down at me, his face contorted in a grimace and he was holding his bottom lip between his teeth. His nostrils flared with each breath he took.
The harder I shoved my fingers into his ass, the harder he shoved his crotch into my face. I worked my mouth around his cockhead, wrapping it in the cloth blanket of his underwear and giving him a blowjob right through it. Rob grasped my hair tighter and began fucking his cock into me. His briefs kept him from going very deep, but he was loving as much as he was able to shove in and out.
I heard a loud grunt and a groan to my left and glanced over in time to see Jason fall forward on the sofa cushion. He was obviously on his knees and, from the way he was sliding on the cushion, it was obvious that Tom was ramming his cock in and out of my lover's ass. Jason's face turned toward me, his cheek against the pillow. His dark eyes winced with every thrust.
"Fuck, Scotty," he said in a hoarse whisper. "I've got a fuckin' paper towel tube shoved up my ass! It feels so good!"
Jason reached into my lap and grabbed hold of my cock. I moaned into Rob's crotch and he pushed even more of his cock into my mouth. The hand started to move on my cock as Jason grunted with each thrust of Tom's cock.
There was a smack on hand on skin. Tom had slapped Jason's ass. "Oh, man," Tom groaned. "I've waited so long for this ass. It's everything I imagined. Man, Jason, you're tight! Fuck, you're tight!"
Rob was grunting now as well, his hips moving like a piston, shoving his cock into and out of my mouth. He was getting close already. I tightened my lips on his cotton-covered cock and sucked as hard as I could. My tongue worked the underside of the ridge, teasing him to even greater heights. I thought his cock was going to rip right through his underwear.
My fingers dug into his ass and pushed against his asshole. My hands clutched his ass cheeks.
"Oh, fuck!" Rob shouted. "I'm cumming, Scott! Oh, fuck! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!!"
I yanked my mouth away from Rob's cock and my right hand from his ass. I grabbed his cock and started stroking it through his underwear. The material was dark and stained with my saliva, and it became wetter and whiter with the jism he was shooting into it. It was like a volcano overflowing with lava. His cum gathered at the head and pushed through the cotton as I stroked down and the material pulled tight over it. Rob was groaning softly in his orgasm, his mouth hanging open, his eyes closed. His entire body jerked in cadence to his spasming cock.
My hand moved to the head of his erupting cock, closing over it and holding his cum there. I could feel it pumping with each blast. Beside me, Jason was still grunting each time Tom shoved his cock up Jason's ass. Jason, in the meantime, held my cock as if it were a lifeline. He wouldn't let go of me.
Rob's orgasm slowed and then stopped completely. His hands left my head and moved to my shoulders for support until he could catch his breath. My hand left his cock and crept upward to Rob's face. He licked it clean of all his cum. When he'd licked off all he could find with his tongue, I wiped my hand dry on his left butt cheek before I slumped down on the sofa.
I looked to my left. Jason was still bent over the sofa, taking and enjoying Tom's cock. His eyes were closed and his hand still held my cock. I bend down and kissed Jason's cheek. His eyes opened and found mine and he lifted his head to kiss me. My arm curled around his neck, pulling his face and lips tightly against mine. The kiss was hard and powerful. Our moans echoed inside our mouths as we searched for places inside each other which we hadn't found before.
Our lips crushed against each other like never before, our heads twisting back and forth against each other. Our breath was loud as it was sucked in and blown out again through our nostrils. Jason stopped the kiss, but his lips never left mine. "I love you so fuckin' much, Scotty!" he said into my open mouth, and then he was kissing me again.
He ended the kiss again and moved his head back. "I need to fuck you, Scotty," he said urgently. His eyes burned with need. "I have to be inside you."
"Okay. As soon as Tom's finished. . ."
"No, Scotty! Now! I need to fuck you now! Please! We can do it like the twins, remember?"
I didn't respond. I simply lifted my legs, hooked my hands behind my knees, and pulled them to my chest. "My ass is yours any time you want it, Babe."
"Oh, God, Scotty! I love you!" He mashed his mouth against mine again. "When we're done, promise me you'll fuck me harder than you've ever fucked me before. Promise me, Scotty!"
"I promise," I replied. "Now get that cock in me where it belongs."
Jason kissed me one more time, sucking my tongue right into his mouth and holding it there until he was ready to release me. He stood up on his knees, telling Tom to take it out'.
Tom did so, with a great amount of reluctance. Jason grabbed a condom and had it on his pole within moments. He glanced quickly at me. "Lube?"
I shook my head no'.
Jason moved on his knees until he was between my raised legs. His fingers grabbed his cock and aimed it at my asshole. He glanced at me once more and I nodded yes' this time. I was ready. Jason pushed his way inside.
Jason entered my ass easily. We were made for each other. It was a perfect fit. He took a few strokes, then pushed all the way in to his balls and stopped. "Okay, Tom," he said over his shoulder.
I could feel Jason's cock swelling as Tom shoved his cock back into Jason's ass.
"Good," Jason said. "Now, pull back out to the head and stay there." A moment later, Jason began fucking me, his ass fucking Tom on the back swing. I hadn't really noticed where Rob got to until I felt a hand on my shoulder and a body leaning over the back of the sofa. The face belonging to the body headed straight for my crotch and, in moments, my cock was deep inside Rob's mouth again.
I glanced to my right side and saw that Rob had taken off his underwear and was rock solid again, if he had even gone soft in the first place. I reached for his cock and moved him toward me. It took a bit of maneuvering on everybody's parts but we finally got everyone into a position where Rob could suck me from his perch on the back of the sofa, and I could suck him. The only cock that was missing was Shawn's, and I didn't even know where he was. He'd disappeared shortly after Rob and Tom had arrived.
As if on cue, I noticed movement behind me and glanced backward. There was Shawn, looking upside-down. He was naked and jerking off.
"Shawnie," Jason called out. "Get that thing over here."
Shawn disappeared from my view. From the voices, I could guess what was happening.
"Here, Shawnie. Get up on the sofa and straddle Rob."
I felt movement on the sofa and a foot settled on either side of me, and then I heard the noisy slurp of a sucking mouth as Jason drew Shawn's cock into his mouth. Five bodies were joined by cocks and mouths and assholes. I was doubly blessed, with Rob's sweet cock lodged in my throat and Jason's exquisite cock shoved up my ass. Life couldn't get better.
The smell of men and sweat and sex soon filled the room and the strangled grunts of sucking and slurping mouths and the slapping of naked skin smacking against naked skin bounced off the walls around us. Five men, sucking and fucking and enjoying and sharing each others' bodies.
We sucked and we fucked and we fucked and we sucked. And then we did it some more. Five horny men. Five hot and sweat-slick bodies. Five rock-solid cocks. Three cock-filled assholes. Three cock-filled throats. Five sets of cum-filled balls. All working toward a single purpose. Pure and total ecstasy and pleasure!
I lost track of time, but the minutes swept past too fast. Rob's cock humped up and down into my throat, his soft, fuzz-covered balls bouncing against my nose. His mouth bobbed up and down on my cock, taking it easily and completely into his throat while Jason's cock filled me up.
Shawn was the first one to cum. I could hear his moans turning into anxious grunts, followed by a loud, suctioning slurp as Jason pulled his lips free from Shawn's cock.
"Oh, yeah, Shawnie," Jason said loudly. "Cum on me, Shawnie! Jerk that cock and cum all over me!"
Shawn's moans became louder and faster and turned into groans. The sofa shook beneath me as he slid his hand along his cock in quick, hard strokes. I couldn't see Shawn jerking off, but I could hear him and feel him. I could imagine him. My own balls began to boil.
"Oh, God, Jason! I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum, Jason! Aw, fuck! God, I'm cumming! I'm cumming, Jason!"
"Fuck, Shawnie, what a load!" Jason shouted. "Jazz it on me, man! Fuck, Shawnie, cream on me!"
That did it for me. I grabbed my cock in my hand, forcing Rob's mouth off it as I aimed it upward and jerked. I don't know where my cum shot when it blasted out, but I heard Rob grunt loudly once. My orgasmic moans and groans were stifled by Rob's cock.
A hand grabbed my balls. I knew it was Jason's. "Go, Scotty, go!" he yelled. "That's my Baby! Jazz us all, Scotty!"
I could feel Rob trying to get his mouth over my shooting cock, but my jerking hand refused to allow it. As I continued shooting and Shawn continued jerking and groaning, Jason pulled his cock out of my ass. I heard the swift and desperate removal of the condom, and then I could hear him jerking off as well. As my strokes slowed, Rob found my cock again and buried it in his throat once more.
"Sit down, Shawnie," he grunted, and I felt Rob being pressed against me as Shawn sat on Rob's shoulders and back. "Let me jazz you, too!"
Jason held my balls all the time he was cumming. I could hear each powerful burst splashing against Shawn's body, and I could feel it blasting against my crotch as Rob jerked his mouth away from my cock. He lifted his hips, pulling his cock out of my mouth and Rob, too, started jerking off above me.
My orgasm eased and slowed. My mouth found Rob's balls and began licking them as his lips found my cock once more and cleaned up what remained inside me. As he hummed on my cock, his balls pulled up tight against his body and he, too, began to shoot his cream. It splashed down my chest, warm and wet.
Even above the noise of our sex, I could hear another condom being snapped away and Tom's groans joined the other four. Shawn suddenly fell back onto Rob, pinning my young friend between us. Still more weight was added and I could only guess that Jason was lying on top of Shawn, bent over so Tom could cum on his back and ass.
From Jason's encouraging words, I'd guessed correctly. "Move here, Tommy! Cream us all, man!" More jism splashed against me. I was blind to everything except the balls and ass above me and the back of Shawn's head, but I knew each of us were getting a dose of Tom's ball juice.
One by one, the orgasms ended. The strong, pungent smell of semen blended with the heady smell of sex and men and sweat. Tom collapsed atop Jason and the weight of his body was added to the other four above me.
My hands began to roam, touching anywhere and everywhere I could. Other hands joined mine in their search for male flesh as our heaving bodies and air-sucking lungs calmed down. Hands touched bodies everywhere they could reach as cum-soaked flesh slid against cum-soaked flesh. There was no telling which hands belonged to which person. There were ten of them, and they covered a lot of territory.
Slowly we began to separate and fall away from each other. The burden eased above me, and, finally, Rob rolled off me onto his back beside me, his legs over the back of the sofa.
For the first time I could see everyone. Cum was everywhere on everybody. Jason's face was covered with huge, stringy globs of Shawn's cum. It hung in mid air off his chin and nose and eyebrows. Jason was still kneeling between my legs and he leaned forward, lying on top of me and pressing his lips and face against mine in a hot, sticky kiss. The cum on his chest mixed with Rob's cum on my chest. I put my arms around him to hug him close and found more cum there. Tom's cum. I rubbed it into his skin.
Jason stopped kissing me and leaned back. He started laughing out loud. "Fuck! Will you look at us?" he said. "I've never seen so much cum in my life!" We looked around and started laughing along with him.
He grabbed Shawn's hand and pulled him forward, and then me. He grabbed us in a hug with his left arm whilst pulling Tom into a hug with his right arm. He pulled us all to our feet. Rob quickly swung around and joined us. Five naked bodies mashed against each other, mixing and blending our cum together until there was no telling which cum came from which man.
We hugged and we kissed and we laughed. Shawn brought my face and Jason's face together and he kissed us tenderly on our cheeks at the same time, holding us in a warm, tender embrace. "I love you guys," he said.
I kissed Shawn first, then Jason kissed him. "We love you, too, Shawnie. You're part of our family now. Whatever you want, you just ask."
Shawn kissed us once more. "I have everything I've ever wanted right here. I'm happy."
* * * * *
There was still room enough in Jason's shower for a few more people if there had been more people to put in it. The five of us were free to move around under the multi-head nozzles, hands and washcloths lathered up with shower gel and washing whatever and whoever we wanted to wash.
Everyone had another hardon. Cocks seemed to be the favourite things to wash, and we all took turns washing each and every one there. It was our Shawn who took it to the next level.
He'd been stroking Jason's cock and we all fell silent and stood under the spray of water as Shawn began to speak.
"I don't think you know how much you mean to me, Jason," he said quietly. "You gave me a job, and now you've given me a home and a family. I want to give you this little gift in return, just to say thank you'."
He leaned forward, his lips approaching Jason's huge, hairy chest. His left hand still held Jason's cock, stroking it gently and with great tenderness. His right hand moved to Jason's side and held him there. His mouth reached Jason's mounded pectoral muscle and the stiffened, brown nipple set into the centre of it. Jason fell back against the wall of the shower with Shawn still attached. "Shawnie," he whispered softly.
Shawn was in no hurry to show his worship of Jason's body. He spent about fifteen minutes on Jason's chest and neck and stomach and shoulders and belly before sinking to his knees in front of us and loving Jason's cock and balls with his lips and tongue. When he finally sucked Jason's cock into his mouth, the blowjob was long and slow and sensuous. One hand moved to Jason's ass cheek. The other moved to his balls.
"Oh, God, Shawnie," Jason whispered. "That's so good."
The blowjob went on and on. Rob and Tom began jerking each other off, but their eyes never left the spectacle going on in front of them. I played with my own cock as I watched.
Jason held his hands on Shawn's shoulders, his head leaning back against the shower tiles. His eyes were closed and his mouth hung open slightly. His chest rose and fell as he sucked in his breath. Occasionally, when Shawn did something unseen with his mouth, his tongue, or his throat, Jason would suck in a deep breath and his face would scrunch up into a euphoric grimace, and he would expel the breath in a long sigh.
Shawn's pace never quickened. He simply worked his magic on Jason. I could see the orgasm building minute by minute during the half-hour or so that Shawn administered to his cock. His head moved back and forth in a calm, leisurely manner, bringing Jason to heights he's probably never reached before. We were witness to a true act of love and adoration. It was a thank you' gift anyone would love to receive.
Jason's orgasm, when it happened, was the most incredible thing I'd ever witnessed in him. There were no loud words. No loud groans or moans. No anxious pulling. No anxious pushing. Nothing except pure and total pleasure.
It was the most relaxed orgasm I'd ever seen Jason have, and the longest. The only sound to be heard was a long sigh of release from Jason's open mouth. It went on and on, and I began to wonder if it was ever going to end. When it eventually came to an end, Jason slowly slid down the tile wall until he was sitting, exhausted, on the shower floor. Shawn followed him the entire way down and held Jason's cock in his mouth. When Shawn finally released it, it was totally soft and totally spent.
Shawn sat back on his heels, looking into Jason's dark, handsome face. No-one said anything. No-one moved. We stood there, watching in silence, until Jason slowly closed his mouth and opened his eyes. And then Shawn leaned forward and kissed Jason on the lips with all the tenderness and passion with which he had pleasured Jason. His right hand moved gently against Jason's cheek. When their lips parted, Shawn's hand remained against Jason's cheek, the thumb gently stroking the rugged skin there.
"Thank you, Jason."
He stood up, opened the glass door, and stepped out. He closed the door behind him and left us alone in the rainy spray of the shower.
Jason looked up at me from the shower floor. He held up his hand and his wiggling finger motioned that he wanted to talk to me. I knelt down beside him and put my ear to his lips.
"You win, Babe," he whispered. "I came twice."
* * * * *
The big man had been brought down. For the first time since I had met him, Jason was completely and totally satisfied - at least for the moment. All my coaxing and teasing couldn't cause much more than a stir in Jason's dick. I was suitably humbled and I willingly handed over the crown to Shawn. He was a better cocksucker than I was. I'd be asking him for lessons.
I was content to lie in Jason's arms on the sofa, content to let him hold me and love me silently, content to feel his wonderful body pressed against me. Rob and Tom were on the bed beside us, locked in a sixty-nine embrace. Tom would be going to work soon, so they made the most of the time they had together. It was kind of fun, actually, watching real-life porn going on in the bed with you instead of on the television screen.
It was clear that they loved each other and knew how to please each other. They had spent almost twenty minutes in foreplay before they got down to some serious cocksucking, but it wasn't the foreplay two guys do just to get to the sex. It was the foreplay of lovers. Every touch, every caress, every movement, every sound, every word, was meant only to tell the other how much he was loved. Jason and I had engaged in this type of foreplay many times.
Now was one such time. Jason lay on his side, his left arm bent beneath his head on the pillow. I lay with my back pressed into him. His right arm held me at my chest, the palm of his hand resting comfortably over my pec and the palm of my right hand resting comfortably on the back of his hand. His thumb moved slowly back and forth over my smooth skin. The top of his foot rubbed against the bottom of my feet.
Occasionally, Jason would kiss the back of my head, or twist his head around so he could kiss my ear and whisper to me how much he loved me. He would hug me with one arm and pull me tighter against him. I had a hardon, of course. Jason couldn't hold me like that without me getting one.
I turned my back on the sixty-nine display going on beside me and rolled over to lie chest to chest with Jason. My hardon lodged itself between my smooth stomach and Jason's furry belly. We kissed for awhile until Jason locked his huge arms around me and rolled onto his back. I rolled on top of him, my legs dropping to the bed on the outsides of his legs. My pecs nestled themselves between the larger, wider pecs of Jason's extraordinary chest. There was simply so much more of Jason, and I loved every tiny bit of him.
We kissed and held each other like that for a long time. The show beside us continued without us. We heard the sounds and we felt the movement in the bed, but our attention was on each other and we made love to each other with our kisses.
Our friends finished their own love session and went to take another shower. They joined us on the bed again later, and Jason and I were still as we had been when they left - as we would remain until Shawn came into the room to announce that dinner was ready.
Shawn had made us a delicious dinner, as usual, and sat down with us to eat it. He'd put on pair of white shorts, but he was the only one who had anything on. He didn't think it was proper to cook dinner whilst naked. This from a man who whacked off in my breakfast each morning!
Tom had dressed and left for work soon afterward, leaving Rob in our care. We sat together on the sofa as we watched a movie on television. I sat to Jason's right. He held me and I played with his cock. Rob sat to my right and I held him while he played with my cock. Shawn was on his knees between Rob's legs giving him a blowjob.
Tom phoned half-way through Rob's blowjob. Shawn didn't stop while Rob talked to him.
"Yeah, I'm getting sucked by Shawn," Rob said. "How did you know? . . . He's good, Tom. You have to try him out for size sometime. . . . I don't know. I can ask. . . . Okay, hang on. Hey, Shawn, Tom wants to know if he can fuck you." (Shawn left Rob's cock in his throat as he shook his head no'.) "Sorry, Tom. Guess he's not into that. . . . Yeah, I'm sure he'd suck you, but no fucking. . . . Really?. . . . Yeah, I know him. Well, I don't really know him, but I've seen him. . . . Hang on again. Hey, Jason, Tom wants to bring a buddy back with him after work. Is that okay?"
"Sure," Jason said. "What's one more naked body around here?"
Rob turned his attention back to the phone. "Yeah, Jason says it's okay. . . . Yeah, okay, I'll tell em. . . . Drive carefully, Babe. See you in a few hours. . . . Love you, too. Bye, Babe."
Shawn hadn't stopped the blowjob, but he'd eased up on it while Rob was talking on the phone. Now, he returned to giving Rob a first-class blowjob and we lost Rob to it until it was finished.
After Rob was calmed down from his orgasm, I asked, "Who's this guy Tom's bringing with him?"
"His name's James. I've seen him before, but I've never met him. He's pretty cute. Not my type, though." Rob laughed to himself. "He's got funny ears. Tom says he's not gay, but he's curious. He doesn't know if James will do anything when he gets here, though. Tom thinks he will probably just sit back and watch. I hope that's okay with you guys."
"No-one does anything here they don't want to do," Jason assured him. "If he wants to join in, he can. We won't pressure him into anything."
"That's what Tom told him, too," Rob said. "Oh, yeah. He said he misses you guys already. He said he wants you to fuck him the way you fucked Scott that day at the creek. I'm supposed to watch and learn. He says I'm too gentle and need some lessons." Rob winked and smiled.
"He might not be able to walk by the time Jason finishes with him," I smiled and winked back.
Rob shrugged his shoulders. "That's what he wants."
Jason replied, "Then it shall be done."
I wasn't looking into Jason's face, but I could imagine the smile on it. Tom was in for one helluva ride.
* * * * *
I buzzed Tom and James in when they arrived and waited at the door for them to get up to the apartment. I was naked, but soft. I didn't want to intimidate our new friend too much by greeting him with a roaring hardon.
Rob was right. James was pretty cute, but I didn't think he had funny ears. They were smaller than usual, and protruded a bit, but they suited James' face. His eyes were pretty. A soft, pale, steely-blue colour. James was the man in blue - blue sneakers, blue jeans with a faded, worn spot in the denim just to the lower left of the zipper, a blue and white T-shirt, and a blue plaid shirt with the sleeves rolled up. He was about my height, but maybe a bit slimmer than me. It was hard to tell under those clothes. I liked his hair, though. It was brown, cut short on the sides and back, and longer on top where it was tinted lighter and curled up with some sort of mouse or gel. His voice was pleasant when he said "Hello", but he appeared a bit nervous and shy.
I took him into the livingroom to introduce him to everyone. Shawn wasn't there. I have to admit, the look that came over James' face when he saw Jason was priceless. Jason can be intimidating at the best of times. To see him there in all his naked glory can scare the hell out of someone, especially if they're curious and sticking their toes into the pool before jumping in. From his expression, I got the feeling that James was imagining himself being squished under Jason like some bug.
Tom was already taking his clothes off again and we were about to sit down when I noticed Shawn standing in his doorway. He was just standing there, looking at James. No, that's the wrong word. Shawn was staring at him, and James noticed.
Jason took my hand and squeezed it. I knew exactly what he was saying.
"Shawn," Jason said. Shawn didn't move. "Shawnie!" he said louder. Still, Shawn ignored us. At that moment, no-one else was in the room except Shawn and James.
To Be Continued
God answers all prayers. Most of the time, though, the answer is 'No'.
Wow! That was Hot!! I think Shawnie has found a boyfriend!
Great chapter once again, Neil.
Very hot!!!
"Life is a banquet and most poor suckers are starving to death!"
-Auntie Mame
WOW! What a Chapter, it was worth waiting for. It took me much longer to read this chapter than usual, lol, I wonder why?
The fivesome was GREAT!
And now there is James, mmmmmmmm, what could this mean for Shawn?
Thanks for the wonderful story Neil. :thewave: :thewave:
"It is better to be thought stupid, then to speak and remove all doubt!"
Wow, way hot Neil.
Shawnie & Jamie, eh! What have those two got in store for us I wonder.
Thanks Neil, wonderful chapter
Neil, you sooooo rock! This story just keeps getting hotter and hotter!
The Three Musketeers... Bashful, Chrisglass, and Ronboy!
Yup it looks like Shawnie might have found himself a boyfriend. Good for him.


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