Adam? Yes, Matty.

When I rang the bell at the Edwards’ home after work the next day there was a long delay, but the door was finally answered by a flushed and sweaty Mike wearing only a pair of gym shorts.

“Adam, you’re finally here,” he said breathlessly. “Hurry up! We’re in the middle of something cool!”

He turned and rushed to the stairs, his bare feet slipping on the polished wood flooring. I closed the door and followed quickly, intrigued.

Mike dashed to the guest room, dancing out of his shorts and kicking them aside, causing him to stumble along the upstairs hall. I couldn’t help noticing that his little cock was raging stiff and glistening with lube. Even more intrigued, I followed into the room and was greeted by the lovely sight of Jackie on his back with Matty above him, sixty-nining their brains out.

Mike leaped onto the bed and approached Matty from behind, bending his shiny boner down and aiming it straight for my boy’s equally shiny butt hole, where it had obviously been up until some damn fool rang the doorbell. He penetrated easily to full depth in one push and both boys moaned their pleasure.

“Shit!” I said. “Oh, God, I’m so sorry I interrupted.”

Mike smiled at me as he found his balance atop his two lovers and began to thrust into Matty. “No worries,” he chirped happily. “Now I get to start all over and fuck even longer!”

I watched for a few minutes as they grappled, noisily slurping and moaning and grunting in total commitment to their task. Matty had Jackie’s cock all the way to the root, his nose buried in the man’s curls of reddish brown pubic hair, which was something he couldn’t do with me or Chris. I hoped he was enjoying it, and as if to confirm it he smiled at me with his eyes.

I moved a bit to my right and crouched down to watch Jackie contentedly nursing on Matty’s cock, fondling his hairless balls and switching to fondle Mike’s tight little sack as well. I was especially impressed with Mike, who screwed my boy’s beautiful ass with strength and confidence. It was about as close as a guy can get to deep-dicking when he only has two and a half inches to work with. He slipped out only once, and had it back in and the rhythm rejoined in two seconds flat.

I removed my clothes slowly and carefully so I could keep my eyes on the wonderful performance before me. As soon as my straining cock was free I grabbed it and began jerking off, but determined to keep enough wits about me not to cum too soon. My attention kept coming back to Mike’s small stiffness slamming so relentlessly into my boy. Between that and Jackie’s zealous sucking Matty must have been in heaven, and in fact I soon detected the small tremors in my boy’s muscles that signaled his gathering climax. Mike must have sensed it too because he shortened his strokes and drove even faster, and I didn’t know if his goal was to get Matty over the top or to catch up so he could cum himself.

Jackie let out a low moan and began to thrust more urgently upwards into Matty’s mouth, and I wondered if it could really be true, that I was about to witness that most elusive of events, a three-way simultaneous orgasm. If it happened it would be the only time in my life.

Well, it was close but no cigar. Jackie got there first, vocalizing his peak but never interrupting his impassioned sucking on Matty’s cock. Matty pulled back to a more comfortable depth for swallowing and it was cool to see his throat muscles working to accommodate Jackie’s gush. Then Mike gave a high-pitched wail and I jerked my eyes to him just in time to see him throw his head back and bury his little dick to its full, shallow depth in Matty’s steaming hole. Mikey jerked and spasmed as he came, but just like with me the night before it was over quickly, and he collapsed forward onto Matty’s back. It was only then that Matty gurgled a muffled cry around Jackie’s still-stiff organ and his strong muscles tensed and pulsed in the rhythm I was so familiar with. Unlike Mike, Matty came longer than usual, and when it was finally over his whole body went absolutely slack, content to allow the naked bodies below and above to hold him in place.

I stood in reverent silence, my cock in my hand but no longer stroking. Though it wasn’t truly simultaneous, it was still some of the most awesome sex I had ever witnessed, and I had seen a thing or two!

After a full minute of heavy breathing, the trio began to slowly disengage. Mike fell back onto the bed and shot me a grin. Jackie grasped Matty’s sides and rolled them both sideways, Matty falling gently away to lay gasping on his back. Mike crawled to him and pressed a deep kiss onto his mouth, and they enjoyed that for a long time. Jackie rolled up to a sitting position on the side of the bed and acknowledged me with a nod.

“Damn, Adam!” he said chuckling. “That boy of yours seems determined to keep my balls plumb empty!”

I smiled, realizing that I was actually beginning to like Jackie. “How many cums is that today?”

“Three,” he replied.

“Four!” Matty chirped, breaking his lip-lock with Mike. “One of them last night was after midnight, so that makes it count for today.”

“Wise guy!” Jackie said with a grin, and reached over to tickle Matty’s ribs and make him erupt in giggles.

It was the strangest thing, but I felt an instant pang of jealousy because Jackie had tickled Matty and Matty had so clearly enjoyed it. Tickling had never been my thing with boys, and so I had never once done it in more than a year with Matty. It was weird that I had just watched Jackie suck my boy’s dick to orgasm and feed him his cum, and sometime in the past twenty-four hours Jackie surely must have fucked him, but the thing that made me jealous was tickling!

I forced the stupid jealousy out of my mind, remembering that it was all about Matty’s pleasure. If my boy was happy, I was happy. Maybe I still had a stricken look on my face, though, because Matty beckoned me over and craned up for a kiss. Did he sense that I needed reassurance? Or did he just want a kiss? No matter. I kissed him strongly and he reacted in delight.

“Whoa!” he said when I released him. “That’s what I’m talking about!” Matty quickly ducked his head and took my cock head into his warm mouth. I gasped as his tongue caressed me exactly the way he knew I liked it. I gently placed one palm on his cheek, not holding him to my crotch, but just for the pleasure of touching his beautiful face. He gazed up lovingly as he pleasured me, and all thoughts of jealousy were forgotten.

After several wonderful minutes I nudged him away and said, “Don’t make me cum, sweetheart.”

He backed off, but looked at me questioningly.

Mikey interjected, “Him and me have something to finish!”

“Oh, right,” Matty said with a smile. “I forgot.” Then to me, “We’ve been stretching him open more and more all day.”

“Yes,” Jackie put in. “He’s had everything inside him today but the kitchen sink… and my cock.”

I carefully scanned Jackie’s face for jealousy but didn’t detect any. He guessed my concern and waved his hand to dismiss it.

“Not to worry, Adam,” he said. “The boy wants you to be first, and that’s OK. How do you and Matty put it? He’s allowed to want what he wants?”

“That’s our motto,” I said, smiling fondly at the generous man. Clearly he would have preferred to take Mikey’s virginity himself, but his boy’s happiness was more important.

“I don’t know about you guys,” Jackie began, rising to his feet, “but I’ve worked up a hell of an appetite. What do you say to leftover pizza before these two rock each other’s worlds?”

“I love cold pizza,” Matty said happily.

“And hot cocks!” Mikey added, to laughter from us all.

We didn’t bother to dress. As we trooped au naturel to the kitchen I noted gratefully that all the window curtains were indeed drawn. I gazed at the two beautiful naked boys that I was so tremendously lucky to have in my life and my heart soared. Yes, as Cousin Chris had said there are a hundred and forty-six ways for a boy-lover to fuck up and get caught, but I couldn’t think a better reason to risk my freedom. To me, these boys were life itself.

This was my first real look at Jackie in the nude, and sadly his body did nothing for me. He had kind of an under-sized Dad-bod, maybe five-foot-seven with a little extra belly and prominent love handles. He wasn’t gross mind you, and if he had been into it I probably would have indulged him, but he just wasn’t my thing. It was too bad in a way, because a genuine four-way might have been interesting. It didn’t seem Jackie had any interest in adults anyway, so it was just as well.

After we’d had our fill of yesterday’s pizza Mike smiled coyly at me, and he still looked hungry. “Let’s go up to my room,” he said, though there was no need for discretion since everybody knew why we’d be going there. He could just as well have said, “Time to fuck, Adam!”

Matty opened his mouth to speak, closed it again uncertainly, then finally burst out, “Can I watch?”

Mike looked at him for a moment, betraying no reaction either way.

“It’s just that Adam tells those stories about when he was a kid and all the sex he had, and especially the one about fucking his best friend in middle school three times on one sleepover. I’ve just always wanted to watch him fuck another boy, so can I? Please Mike?”

Mike looked at him another long moment, then burst into a grin and said, “Of course you can. I got to watch when you and Uncle Jackie did it.”

Jackie shot me an apprehensive look, but for me the confirmation that he had indeed taken my boy’s ass was anticlimactic. Turns out I’d already processed the concept and it was fine. I nodded to him and smiled. I hoped they’d both enjoyed it.

Mike was in front of me as our naked band of brothers went back up the stairs. At one point he bent at the waist and reached back with both hands to pull his ass cheeks wide apart, giving me a preview of the delicious portal I was about to invade. Though he’d been poked and stretched all day it still looked impossibly small to me, but then Matty’s always did too, and I’d been fucking him for a year. By the time we got to the guest room my cock was aching hard.

“Matty, would you like to lube us up?” I asked, and his grin was my answer. He took the bottle of slippery stuff from the nightstand and poured some into his cupped hand. Mike was already positioned on his back with his ankles in his hands, splayed wide open. Matty rubbed his hands together to warm up the booty oil then began applying it around Mike’s little pink entry. Matty worked some just inside with a fingertip, then tipped the bottle again and got some more. This time he slowly inserted his slick finger to the first knuckle, paused only a few seconds, then inserted the finger all the way.

“Oh, shit…” Mikey sighed rapturously. “That’s it, Matty. Twist it inside me, OK? You know, how you did before?”

Matty corkscrewed his finger in and out of his friend’s little asshole. He got some more lube and added a second finger, now corkscrewing both of them. He gently fucked his fingers in and out of Mikey and received contented coos and sighs for his efforts.

Matty turned away and poured a good amount of lube onto his hand and said, “Now you, Adam.”

I climbed onto the bed and thrilled to my Matty’s familiar hand spreading the wonderful silky lotion around my sensitive cock. I looked into his eyes and knew he was massively turned on, perhaps more so than when he himself was about to receive anal. My boy had a strong voyeuristic streak.

“OK,” he said softly. “Mike, lay on your side.”

Mike eagerly complied, and I was struck by just how comfortable he was with this idea. Matty’s first time he had really wanted it but I had still sensed fear in him, which you may recall turned out to be entirely justified. I remembered when I was eleven and Cousin Chris nosed his small, spit-slicked stiffness into me for the first time, and how frightened I had been of possible pain. But even though this was a full-sized adult cock and not the tiny dink of a little boy, Mikey seemed fearless.

I took my position behind the small boy and scooted up to his back. I kissed his shoulder and reached around to his little dick, satisfying myself that it was good and stiff, signaling his readiness. I said, “Remember, we can stop at any time if it hurts. Just say the word and I promise I’ll stop immediately.”

Mikey turned toward me though he couldn’t turn far enough to actually see me. “I know, Adam,” he said. “You’d never hurt me on purpose.”

I wrapped my arms around his slim torso and held him tightly, just as he had said he wanted. I scooted my hips up to his backside and asked, “Matty, will you guide me in?” I didn’t really need him to, but I knew he would be thrilled to be part of this. I felt my boy’s small familiar hand grasp my slippery tool, and then suddenly my tip was touching Mike’s steaming hot anus.

Matty held me there long enough for me to start it inside, and I heard Mikey gasp as his hole widened under the pressure. I knew they had used objects on him earlier in the day, but I doubted any of them had been as thick as my throbbing cock head. Mike wouldn’t have wanted my dick to be merely the second-biggest thing he’d ever had inside him. I pushed a little harder and I felt his hole yield a bit more as Mikey gasped again.

“Oh, Adam!” he moaned softly. Then louder, “Do it, Adam! I want you inside me!”

I firmed up my grip around his chest and pressed forward, and felt his little sphincter rhythmically alternating between resisting and yielding as his conscious will battled with his body’s involuntary defenses. I counted the rhythm like a little girl jumping into a Double Dutch and the next time Mike’s hole opened I made my strongest push yet. Suddenly my cock slid forward an inch and my head popped inside him.

“Oh yeah!” Mikey cried. “Oh yes! Oh Adam!”

“Jesus, Mikey,” I breathed in his ear, “you’re so tight and so fucking hot!”

After a few seconds settling down, Mike eagerly grunted, “I’m ready, Daddy! Give me all of you.”

Completely missing that he had called me Daddy — Matty informed me later — I took a deep breath and pushed, my pounding cock burrowing steadily into his blistering hot channel. There seemed to be little resistance now, and it was only my own caution that slowed me. Mikey’s mouth was open but no sound escaped as he concentrated on the sensations he had dreamed of for so long.

With matching groans from both of us my cock bottomed inside him. Knowing the boy now for several weeks and having gotten used to his diminutive physique, I had almost forgotten that Mikey was a late bloomer with the body of a nine-year-old. Now I could think of nothing else. His was far and away the tightest ass I’d ever been in, a boiling cauldron of body heat that ferociously gripped my tool on all sides. I had no idea how I wasn’t cumming yet.

“Don’t move, Adam,” Mike implored quietly. “Just hold it there a second, OK?”

I held him tightly, impaled on me to his very depths. The seconds ticked by… five, ten. I glanced to Matty and Jackie who were sitting together on the end of the bed, watching intently and slowly masturbating one another. Then I heard Mike let out a deep breath as he consciously relaxed himself.

“Fuck me now, Adam,” he said in quiet urgency. “Slow at first.”

I gathered myself and began the tiny, one-inch thrusts I always started with. Mike sighed appreciatively and I lengthened the stroke; two inches, then four.

“Oh, yeah,” Mikey sighed.

I sped up, still four-inch strokes but now double-time. Soon I wasn’t doling out the pumps anymore. I gave my body its lead and soon I was thrusting rapidly and steadily, but watching carefully for signs of distress. Finding none, I swung into full-length strokes that bottomed inside him and made my balls swing softly against his hairless ass cheeks. We were both gasping loudly now, and I noticed that our sounds were exactly in sync, each gasp coming at the bottom of a stroke. I thrust and thrust, gasped and gasped until I felt the pressure building up deep inside of me.

“I’m gonna cum,” I managed to stammer as my rhythm faltered, becoming erratic. I regained the drumbeat by fierce concentration and fucked the boy hard and fast.

“Oh God!” Mikey wailed. “Fuck me, Adam! Oh shit!”

And suddenly it was happening, my guts clenching and my muscles straining and my balls pulling tight underneath me. I felt the surge travel up and out of me, spurt after spurt deep within him, and I felt his boy butt clench me with equal intensity as he, too, reached his summit. We thrashed together, moaning and crying in the sweet torment of our mutual climax.

As always, Mike’s cum was brief, but he lay there open and accepting of my ongoing spasms. I felt him squeeze me a few more times but I knew it was a conscious effort and not orgasmic. Panting and heaving I finally slowed and stopped, my still-hard cock buried to the hilt. We lay that way, joined together, until our breathing slowed and my cock finally retreated.

Mikey rolled away and turned to face me, a look of utter ecstasy on his tiny cute face. I gathered him to me and kissed him deeply.

“Thank you, Mikey,” I murmured. “What a wonderful, sweet gift you’ve given me.”

“Oh, Adam,” he said happily. “It was even better than Matty said. Oh, God I loved it!”

“Me too, baby,” I said. “You are one hot little guy.”

The boy beamed at the compliment. We both turned to assess Matty and Jackie’s reaction and were surprised to see them already passionately fucking in “ride ‘em cowboy” position, Matty slamming himself down onto Jackie’s cock with all his strength.

And I wasn’t the slightest bit jealous.

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