Date: Sat, 2 Feb 2008 01:43:02 -0800 (PST)
From: Josh Williams <xxxscribe_sf@yahoo.com>
Subject: Lessons From the Neighbors 3

The following contains graphic depictions of men
having sex with men. If this offends you, stop reading
right now.

This is my second venture into writing erotica. All
comments are welcome. Enjoy.

"Lessons From the Neighbors"
by Josh Williams
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Part Three: An Introduction to Ass Play (with a little
advanced lesson thrown in)

"OK, Kevin," Bill said. "Let's move on to your
next lesson: ass play. This time, Tom can be the
teacher, and I'll be the volunteer."

"Gladly!" Tom cut in as he reached over and gave
his lover's hairy ass a squeeze.

"What do you guys do with each other's asses," I
asked, naively. We'd already done everything I'd
seen in those magazine pictures, so this was all new
territory for me.

"We'll show you," Bill answered, as he reached
down and nudged a finger between my butt cheeks,
lightly flicking my asshole and tracing a line up to
the small of my back. My cock jumped, and I was
startled by how good the sensation felt. My heart
started pounding hard again. I was really nervous, but
really excited at the same time.

Bill climbed back on top of the bed and got on all
fours, and Tom and I moved behind him. I'd never
seen a guy in that position before, and it was really
hot. Bill's big shoulders and broad back tapered
down to his waist and firm, rounded ass. I hadn't
noticed before, but his ass cheeks were lightly dusted
with short, dark hairs that got thicker as they
approached his ass trench, which was filled with dark
fur. I licked my lips in nervous anticipation of where
this was all going.

"My lover has a hot ass, doesn't he?" Tom asked,
giving me that dirty smile again. "Go ahead and try
it, out" he instructed as he started kneading
Bill's right ass cheek. I grabbed the left one. It
was warm, slightly sweaty, and solid. Bill exhaled a
long, low breath and spread his legs a little, opening
his hairy crack a bit more. I couldn't take my eyes
off it.

"You're really getting off on this, aren't
you?" Tom asked, snapping me out of my trance. He
nodded at my crotch. I looked down and saw a drop of
precum falling from my red, swollen cock head, leaving
a slippery, silvery trail all the way to the floor. He
didn't wait for me to answer. "OK, Kevin, get down
on your knees so that Bill's ass is right in front
of your face. You're gonna see what a man's hairy
ass looks like up close."

I eagerly fell to my knees and got into position so
that Bill's hunky, hairy butt was about 8 inches in
front of me. His ass trench was so furry that I could
barely make out the faint outline of his butt hole. I
followed the fur down to his balls, which were hanging
low in their hairy sac, and took in the sight of his
fat erection, which was still slick with spit. I
breathed in and savored the smell -- like his crotch,
only stronger. I was going crazy with anticipation.

Tom knelt behind me and reached over my shoulders so
that his brawny forearms were on either side of my
head. Then he placed his hands on Bill's ass cheeks,
thumbs nestled in the hairy cleft, and slowly spread
them apart to reveal the tight little pink asshole
hidden under that forest of dark fur. The sight caused
me to unconsciously reach down to give my aching cock
a little squeeze, and I suddenly had the wildest urge
to lick Bill's asshole! I kind of shocked myself,
and I tried to put the thought out of my head. Bill
and Tom both said earlier they were pretty open minded
about sex, but I didn't think they could ever be
into anything that nasty.

"What do you think," Tom asked me, his face next
to mine.

"It's fucking beautiful. Can I touch it, Bill?"

"You can do whatever you want to it, kid," Bill
answered, turning his head back to look at me,
chuckling. He leaned back on his haunches so that his
hairy opening was just inches from my mouth. I took a
deep breath, resisting the urge to latch on to his
juicy-looking hole with my lips, and instead touched
the wrinkled little pucker with my index finger.
"Fuck," Bill muttered under his breath, and his
asshole twitched beneath my finger. I instinctually
rubbed his hole in a circular motion, which elicited a
deep sigh.

"You said you wanted us to teach you everything,
right, Kevin?" Tom asked.

"Yeah, why?" I responded, still massaging Bill's
asshole with my finger, eyes transfixed on the sight
in front of me.

"Well, this is going to get pretty intense, and I
just want to make sure you know that you don't have
to do anything we show you," Tom assured me. He took
his hand off Bill's left ass cheek so that he could
wrap it around my torso and pull me back a few inches
into his hairy chest. I felt his hard cock poke me at
the top of my crack, then slip down between my ass
cheeks. "Bill and I are going to show you how we
make love. If you don't want to participate in
something, you can just sit back and watch, OK?"

"OK" I answered, excited and anxious about what
they were going to show me. I felt another drop of
precum ooze out of my cock head.

I took my finger off Bill's hole and used both hands
to grab his muscled thighs, running my fingers through
the dark hair. I thought about how hot this would all
look to an observer -- a beefy, muscular guy on his
knees on the bed, leaning back with his hairy crack
and asshole exposed, his hunky lover on his knees on
the floor, chest to back with a younger guy, together
exploring the asshole inches from their faces.

"Good," Tom continued, releasing me from his grasp
and grabbing Bill's other ass cheek again. I stayed
in position, enjoying the sensation of Tom's hairy
chest rubbing against my back. He spread Bill's ass
crack again, this time even wider so that his little
pink hole opened up a bit more. "Now watch," he
continued. "We're going to show you something that
we both really love to do."

With both hands still spreading Bill's ass wide
open, Tom started kissing his hairy cheeks, licking,
softly biting, pulling hairs with his teeth. I held my
breath as I watched him work his way closer to
Bill's anal opening, but each time he got close,
he'd pause, breathe in deeply and move away. After a
few moments, all the hair on Bill's ass was matted
down with Tom's spit. He stopped licking, pulled
away and looked at me.

"Watch this," he instructed, with a smirk. And
then he did what I'd been holding myself back from
doing -- he put his face right into Bill's hairy
crack and started licking his asshole!

"Holy fuck," I muttered under my breath.

Tom stopped licking and pulled away. "Too much for
you?" he asked with a concerned look.

"No!" I replied. "I've wanted to do that ever
since... but I never thought..." I stammered, at a
loss for words.

"Then give it a try, Kevin!" Bill said, looking
back at us and laughing.

"Want a preview?" Tom asked, and he moved his face
closer to mine. The smell that had made a cock throb a
few moments before was on his lips. I kissed him,
sucking first on his lips, then his tongue, knowing it
had lapped Bill's asshole just moments before. I
could taste him.

I turned my head to once again look at the sexy sight
right in front of me. Tom took my hands and laid one
on each of Bill's butt cheeks, where his hands had
been a moment earlier. Keeping his hands over mine, he
guided me in massaging the pale, firm, hairy globes,
spreading them wide, then bringing them back together
so that Bill's asshole appeared then disappeared
beneath the flesh and hair. Bill's balls, which were
hanging low in their hairy sac a few minutes earlier,
were now high and tight around the base of his hard
cock, and he was moaning in anticipation.

"Go for it, Kevin," Tom whispered in my ear,
removing his hands from mine.

And go for it I did. Like a madman, I attacked
Bill's asshole tongue first, working my way through
the dark, curly hairs to find my juicy pink target. My
spit shining was apparently driving Bill crazy because
between moans his mouth started to spew some pretty
nasty stuff.

"Eat my hole, you hot little motherfucker," he
commanded, leaning his ass back into my face even
more. "Get that tongue in there and fuck me with
it!"

"Point your tongue and poke his hole with it," Tom
coached. I did as I was told, spreading Bill's ass
cheeks even more and pistoning my tongue in and out of
his anus. I let go of Bill's ass and hooked my arms
around his thighs, pulling him back so that my entire
face was in the man's ass. I feasted -- licking,
poking, nibbling and sucking just like I'd seen Tom
do. When I disengaged, my face was covered with my
spit, and I felt one of Bill's ass hairs on my lower
lip. I poked my head up over Bill's butt and looked
down his sweaty back.

"Am I doing OK?" I asked him, wiping the spit from
my face.

"You're doing fucking great!" Bill responded,
lifting his head up and laughing. "Keep doing it!"
He wiggled his ass back into my face, and I went back
to work.

I suddenly felt Tom's hands on my ass, and the next
sensation made me jump. He was eating my asshole!

"Oh fuck, Tom, that feels so good!" I panted. It
was incredible. It felt like my ass was an extension
of my cock. I had played with my hole before while
jerking off, but what I was feeling was so much
better. Tom's slick tongue on my hole and his beard
on my ass cheeks were driving me crazy! I jumped again
when he started jerking my cock and poking his tongue
inside me. Luckily, I had already cum, or I would have
lost my load right then.

Tom's ass eating was driving me wild, so I attacked
Bill's ass again with even more gusto than before. I
reached between his manly, hairy thighs and grabbed
his hardon. This elicited a very loud moan, and he
suddenly pulled his ass away from my face.

"Guys, I need to stop for a minute. I've been
struggling to hold back my load since we started, and
I'm really close to blowing," Bill announced as he
raised up onto his knees and turned around, his fat,
enormous, cock bouncing up and down. With Tom and I
both still kneeling on the floor, Bill's huge,
pulsing erection was was right at face level.
"I've gotta cum, then we can settle into some
really hot ass play."

"We don't want you to waste all that cum you've
got saved up in those balls there, so why don't we
let Kevin watch me take your load?" Tom suggested,
looking up at his lover with a sexy smirk. Then he
spat into his palm and reached up, grabbing Bill's
big tool. He stroked it a couple of times and lapped a
big drop of precum from the pisshole.

"Why don't we let Kevin take my load? We can jump
ahead and give him an advanced lesson," Bill said,
looking right at me.

Take his load? I had never heard that expression, so I
had no idea what they were talking about. I thought
maybe Bill meant he wanted me to kneel in front of him
so he could cum on my chest, which I thought sounded
really hot. They could see the confusion on my face,
so Bill set me straight, so to speak.

"I wanna cum in your mouth, Kevin. I want you to
taste my semen."

I was stunned. Yeah, I had just had my tongue in this
man's asshole, and I'd sucked his cock before
that. I had even tasted his precum. But this was
different. I would actually be eating his cum, and
judging from the size of his balls, there'd be a lot
of it. Tom saw me hesitating, so he tried his best to
convince me.

"Tasting another man's cum is a real turn on,
Kevin. Most gay guys really like it. I think you will,
too. Wanna try?" he asked, looking at me expectantly
and resuming his stroking. "I eat Bill's cum all
the time, and it's pretty tasty," he added,
winking at me. "He just came home from a business
trip where he had to share a room with a colleague. He
hasn't cum in 5 days, so he's got a big load saved
up."

"A really big one," Bill panted as Tom continued
to stroke his cock. "You guys better make up your
minds cuz I'm getting really close." Bill's eyes
were filled with lust, and he was looking at us --
and his cock -- with anticipation. Beads of sweat
were forming on his hairy pecs, and his ab muscles
were straining.

"There's more than enough to share," Tom said as
he slowed down his stroking. Bill was really starting
to breathe heavily.

I nodded.

Tom grabbed the back of my neck and pulled my face to
his so that we were in a three-way kiss -- me, Tom,
and Bill's oozing cock head. Tom kept pumping
Bill's cock as we took turns kissing each other and
licking up the precum Bill was leaking profusely.
After a moment, Bill was really ready to blow.

"Aw, shit, you guys, that's so fuckin' hot,"
he panted as he looked down at his his lover and me
sucking each others' faces and slurping on his bone.
"I'm gonna cum! You wanna taste a man's cum,
Kevin?"

"Give it to me," I said as I looked up and locked
eyes with him.

"Ahhh fuck, here it comes!" he cried.

Tom and I were darting our tongues over Bill's
pisshole when the first jet spurt.  The salty-sweet
fluid barely grazed my tongue, but Tom was positioned
directly in front of Bill's pole, so he got the
first volley full on, right in his mouth. Very quickly
before the next spurt, Bill reached down to clamp his
hairy hand over Tom's and point his erupting prick
right at my open mouth. He let out a deep grunt as his
strong body shook and delivered a massive squirt of
his hot, thick semen square on my tongue. As I closed
my mouth to swallow, Bill shot off again, bathing my
nose and cheek in his ball juice. Tom got in close,
cheek to cheek with me, and we shared the rest of his
lover's ejaculation.

My mind was reeling. The taste and smell of Bill's
cum, his moaning, the semen still shooting out of his
erect penis, the sight of his lover eating his thick
load, the feeling of it running down my face -- I was
in fucking heaven! I realized at that moment that I
loved the taste of cum, and I wanted more -- all that
I could get. Bill's spasms were becoming less
violent, and his cum was now running and dripping over
Tom's hand rather than shooting out in front of him.
I dove in and started licking the semen off of Tom's
hand. When that was done, I started sucking the last
drops out of Bill's pisshole.

"Want some more?" I heard Tom ask. I turned my
head to see Tom, mouth open, showing me the puddle of
Bill's spooge on his tongue. I dove in and kissed
him hard, swirling my tongue around his and sucking
out Bill's juices and Tom's spit.

"Hey, save some for me!" Bill said, laughing, as
he hopped down off the bed and kneeled next to us. I
turned to him and planted a big sloppy kiss on his
sexy mouth, feeding him the thick load he'd just
given me. He swallowed it greedily while he brought
his arm behind my back and pulled me into him with
such force that our hairy chests collided with a
sweaty smack. Moaning into my open mouth, he held me
tightly while we continued to make out and swap spit
and cum. Tom approached, and we brought him into the
circle, hairy arms around each other, pulling him
close. Bill broke our kiss, and I watched as he licked
his jizz off Tom's face and sucked on his tongue and
lips. As promised, Bill's ejaculation had been huge.
Even after a thorough tongue-washing, Tom still had
wads of semen dripping from his beard. Hell, I still
had masses of Bill's spooge matting down my chest
hair.

While he and Tom were kissing, my eyes traveled up and
down Bill's strong frame, and I was turned on as
hell by the fact that I had just eaten something that
came out of his cock; something that came out of that
hairy, manly body. That, combined with the room
smelling like sweat, cum and male bodies was making my
young cock achingly hard.

"Well, what do you think?" Tom asked when he and
Bill finished sucking face.

"I want more. Can I taste yours?" I asked,
grabbing his erection.

They both laughed. "Don't worry, Kevin, we'll be
popping a lot of loads this afternoon," Tom
reassured me. "I'll definitely be busting my nut
into that hot mouth of yours. And Bill and I
definitely want to taste your jizz, too. But right
now, I think we should continue where we left off
before Bill here sidetracked us."

"Sorry guys," Bill said with mock seriousness.

"I'm not complaining!" I piped in.

"I think Bill should make it up to us buy offering
up that hot, hairy asshole again. Whaddya say,
Kevin?" Tom asked, giving Bill's ass cheek a
healthy smack.

"Ready," I eagerly answered, still licking
Bill's jizz off my lips.

"OK, guys," Bill said, hopping back up on the bed
and once again assuming the position. "Let's get
to it! Tom, I think we should teach young Kevin here
about the male prostate."

"Oh yeah," Tom answered, his deep voice thick with
lust. As we got back into position, Tom and I on our
knees, chest to back, with Bill's ass in front of
our faces, I wondered what they were talking about. I
had learned about the prostate in health class, and I
sort of knew what it did, but I had no idea where they
were going with this. I was excited as hell to find
out, though.

"So, Kevin, you know what your prostate does,
right?" Tom asked as he hugged me back into his big
chest, which was sticky with sweat and the cum that
had dripped off his beard. The smell of his armpits
and Bill's ass was intoxicating.

"Well, sort of. In health class, I learned that it
makes something that mixes with a guy's sperm." I
answered.

"That's pretty much right," Tom explained as he
started to stroke Bill's muscular thighs. "When
you have an orgasm, sperm gets pumped into your
prostate, where it mixes with fluid to make semen.
Then your prostate contracts and shoots it out of your
cock."

"What they don't tell you in health class,
though," Bill cut in, "is that playing with your
prostate feels really, really good."

"How do you play with it?" I asked, puzzled.

"Well, you can play with it a little by massaging it
right here," Tom explained as he rubbed the downy
area between Bill's balls and asshole.

"Or you can massage it from the inside," Bill
added, looking back and winking at me.

My cock swelled. "You mean...." I started asking,
eyes wide.

"With your finger," Tom answered.

"Or your cock," Bill added.

My heart skipped a beat. Were they going to teach me
about that, too?

Tom grabbed my fat, erect prick and squeezed it.
"Later," he assured me, as if reading my mind. He
let go of my cock, brought his hand up to his mouth
and wet his index finger. Then I watched as he used it
to massage the area right around his lover's
asshole, sweeping the hairs around in a circular
motion. He zeroed in on his target and penetrated the
little pink opening with his finger tip.

"Yeah!" Bill groaned. He pushed his ass backward
and Tom's finger disappeared inside him up to the
second knuckle. I could actually see Bill's ass ring
spasming around Tom's digit. "Get that finger in
there and start working my love nut," Bill demanded.
Tom obeyed, slipping the rest of his finger into
Bill's clutching butthole. I was startled by the
wail of pleasure that exploded from Bill's lungs. I
didn't know what the hell Tom was doing in there,
but I sure the fuck wanted some.

Bill huffed and panted as he dropped his head and
shoulders onto the bed, spreading and exposing his ass
to us even more. Though he had just cum, his dick was
once again springing to life, and within a few
seconds, his cock was standing at full attention.

"I'm massaging Bill's prostate right now, Kevin,
and if you couldn't already tell, it feels pretty
fuckin' great," Tom explained. You wanna give it a
try?" I nodded eagerly, wanting to feel what Bill
was feeling. But when Tom withdrew his finger --
causing Bill to grunt -- and nodded toward his
lover's hole, I realized he had other things in
mind. He reached over and took a small tube out of his
nightstand drawer. "Do you use lubricant when you
masturbate?" he asked me while he unscrewed the cap.

"Well, sometimes I don't, but whenever I can I
sneak Vaseline out of our bathroom," I replied.

"I think you'll like this a lot better. Hold out
your hand." He squeezed the cool, clear liquid on my
palm. I closed my hand and rubbed it, feeling its
slickness. It was very different from Vaseline. As I
was rubbing my hand, Tom squirted some of the thick
goo onto his own hand, then reached down and grabbed
my boner. I let out a little moan as he started
stroking.

"Feels good, huh," he asked, kissing my shoulder.

"Aw, fuck yeah," I panted, my eyes rolling into
the back of my head. I had to get some of that stuff.

"When you jerk off, Kevin, you can get away with not
using lube," Tom explained, removing his hand from
my cock. He put his hand in Bill's crack and with a
slicked-up finger started tracing circles around his
hole. "But when you're playing with a guy's ass,
you gotta use lube," he continued. "Spit will only
get you so far, but when you're sticking other
things in there, you need to make sure everything is
real slick. Get plenty of lube on your finger and give
it a try."

Tom stopped playing with Bill's hole and spread his
ass cheeks real wide again. Bill's shiny anus was
winking at us, seemingly begging for attention. I
reached up, placed my fingertip on the quivering
opening, and pushed a bit. I slid in easily. Inside it
felt smooth and warm, and Bill's ass ring was
alternately clamping and releasing around my knuckle.
Urged on by my own arousal, I slipped the rest of the
way in. Bill responded by moaning and squeezing his
sphincter even tighter around my finger.

"OK, Kevin, now hook your finger down -- gently --
and feel for a bump that's about the size of a
walnut. Bill is pretty aroused right now, so it should
be pretty easy to find." I did as Tom instructed,
and my fingertip glided over a hard, round-ish area.

"Oh fuck, he found it!" Bill cried out, his hole
spasming so tight I thought it would snap my finger
right off. I backed off the pressure, and Bill relaxed
a little, his sphincter going slack and his breathing
getting easier. I pressed down lightly on his engorged
sex nut again, and he tensed, raising up on his arms,
shoulder and biceps flexed, head tipped back, gasping.
I don't know what was turning me on more -- the
nastiness of having my finger up a guy's asshole,
the fact that I was giving Bill so much pleasure, or
that my touch was reducing this big, manly stud to a
trembling mass of muscles, hair and sweat. As I was
probing Bill's rectum, I looked down at my cock,
which was by now aching again for release, and
imagined how good it would feel to slip it inside
something so small, warm and tight. Tom's voice
snapped me out of my daydreaming.

"Press down a little harder and watch his piss
hole," Tom said as he grabbed Bill's big erection
like a handle and pulled it back toward us,
low-hanging testicles falling on either side of the
distended organ. I did as Tom told me, and as Bill let
out another howl of pleasure, a small glob of thick,
white semen oozed from from his cockhead and collected
in Tom's palm.

"Shit," I muttered under my breath, licking my
lips at the sight of the leftovers from Bill's
previous climax. Tom let go of Bill's pole, which
sprang back and slapped his hairy belly, and brought
his strong, hairy hand up to my mouth. I sniffed the
thick, milky-white excretion, savoring its heady
aroma, then lapped it up and swirled it around my
mouth. The salty, masculine flavor exploded in my
head, and as I swallowed, I gave Bill's balls a tug,
knowing that what I was tasting came from that hairy
sac.

I was turned on as all hell, and my adrenaline was
going through the roof. I started pistoning my finger
in and out of Bill's asshole, poking his prostate on
each down stroke and loving his vocal reaction.

"Mother FUCKER, Kevin, that feels so good!" Bill
wailed as he sweat, panted and shook. "You like
finger fucking my hairy asshole?"

"I fucking love it, Bill," I answered. "It's
so warm and tight." Then I put the cards on the
table. "I really want to stick my dick in there."

Bill turned his head back to look at me, and I was
shocked at the intensity in his eyes. "Then put that
cock in my hole and fuck me."

"Slow down, guys," Tom coaxed from behind me.
"We still have a few things to cover in this lesson
before we move on to the next one." But I could tell
all this was getting to him, too. His breathing was
becoming louder, and every time his hardon jabbed me
from behind, I could feel it smearing globs of precum
on my back. "I wanna play with your hole and show
you what Bill's feeling right now," he said, his
mouth close to my ear again, his voice growing in
intensity. "Besides, if you're going to fuck my
lover's ass, I have to show you how to get it ready
first."

Get it ready? I wondered, with horny anticipation,
what the hell he was talking about.

I felt him pull away and shift behind me. "Now turn
your ass up a bit, Kevin. That's it. OK, I'm going
to ease a finger inside you. Try to relax, and it'll
slip right in."

I jumped when I felt him smearing some of the slippery
lubricant on my anus. It felt really good like his
tongue did a few minutes earlier, but I was getting a
little nervous at the idea of having something inside
my asshole. In all my countless jerk-off sessions, I
had never experimented with my ass much. I had rubbed
it a bit from the outside, but that's where it
ended.

Tom massaged my hole for a few seconds, and then I
felt his finger tip start to enter me. My hole
involuntarily contracted, and he withdraw.

"Relax, Kevin," Tom urged gently as he rubbed my
back with is other hand. "Push out a little, like
you're trying to take a shit." I did as he said,
and I felt his finger tip slip inside. This time, I
concentrated on relaxing and turned my attention to
Bill's asshole, which was still clamped down on my
own finger. I started to finger fuck him again with
long, slow strokes while I kneaded his sweaty ass
cheek with my free hand. Meanwhile, Tom rotated his
finger tip around a bit, then paused before he plunged
his entire finger into my hole in one quick stroke. I
sucked in my breath, reacting to the new sensation I
was feeling.

"There ya go, Kevin," Tom coaxed as he moved his
finger in and out just a little bit. "How does it
feel?"

"Really good," I choked out. "Strange, but
really, really good."

"You think that feels good? Try this on for size."
Tom started probing around inside me and hit a spot
that made me shudder and roar.

"Jesus! Was that my prostate?" I asked, seeing
stars.

"I think I found Kevin's love nut, Bill," Tom
chuckled.

"What do you think, kid?" Bill inquired

"Do it again," I ordered impatiently, backing my
ass onto Tom's finger. This time, Tom bore down
harder, and the sensation hit me so hard I fell
forward, my forehead smacking Bill's ass cheek, and
I wrapped my arm around his meaty thigh to support
myself. It felt like someone had shot a jolt of
electricity through my cock, ass, and nipples all at
the same time, and my butthole and groin started
contracting like I was cumming, only I wasn't. I
looked down between my legs at my erection and saw
fluid oozing out of my piss slit. It was thick like
cum, but not as white. Tom caught it in his palm as it
dripped to the floor. He withdrew his hand, and from
the smacking sounds he was making, I knew he was was
licking it clean.

I turned my attention to Bill once again and started
going to town. I'd give his prostate a poke, then
withdraw my finger all the way out and watch his ass
ring squeeze shut. After massaging up and down his
crack and giving his cock a few jerks, I'd trace my
way back up to his anus and slip back in. It was hard
to keep a steady rhythm going, though, because Tom was
doing the same to me.

"Damn, Kevin, you're doing great back there,"
Bill complimented me between gasps and moans. "Tom,
let's show Kevin how to prep me for the next lesson,
huh?"

"Great idea," Tom answered "Let's get that ass
ready for some cock." He spoke to me next. "Kevin,
before you fuck Bill, we need to open his hole up a
bit so your cock will slip in more easily. Get some
more lube and slowly slide two fingers into Bill's
hole. I'm going to do the same thing to you so you
know how it feels."

I squirted more lube on my fingers and rubbed some on
Bill's hairy, glistening orifice.  Then I started
pushing my fingers inside and watched as Bill's hole
opened up and swallowed them. At the same time, I
could feel Tom prodding my own butthole, but his
fingers weren't getting past my tight anal ring. I
remembered what he told me earlier about relaxing, so
I pushed out like I was taking a shit. Since he was
using two fingers this time, I had to push a little
harder than before, but eventually, I felt my hole
start to open up and let him in. As soon as his
fingertips were inside, Tom slowly but steadily pushed
them the rest of the way in until his hand bottomed
out. Then he started to finger fuck me with long
steady strokes, increasing his speed when he felt my
hole relax more. I followed his cue and did the same
with my fingers in Bill's hole, working his prostate
like I did earlier. Pretty soon, the room was filled
with the sounds men moaning and the lewd squishing of
orifices being reamed.

Bill and I were getting pretty worked up and were
sweating like pigs from the intensity of what our
bodies were experiencing. And between our collective
moaning and Bill's dirty talk, things were getting
pretty loud. I was really getting in to it and decided
to up the ante by grabbing Bill's erection and
jacking it while I was pummeling his sex nut, which
caused him to growl and shout.

"Enough of the fingers, guys. I need to get fucked.
One of you put your cock in my asshole NOW!"

(To be continued.)