Date: Wed, 12 Dec 2012 10:50:56 -0500 From: Sean Williams Subject: The Nicholson Boy, Chapter 5 The Nicholson Boy Chapter 5 The pizza boy dropped to his knees and Brian was already pulling his cock out of his jock in order to feed the kid his cock. I was more concerned about the triple heartstopper catch-of-the-day pizzas, with extra herrings, so I took the pizza box from Brian and put it on the bed. When I turned around, the pizza boy was already opening his mouth for Brian's dick. "Get over here Tucker," said Brian. "I might get started and finish without you. You know I can't hold it in." I ran back over to the scene. "Maybe we should close the door," I said. I slammed the door closed. "Oops," said Brian. My cock was peakin' out of the side of my jock. It was sort of like half hangin' out. The tight cotton fabric hugged the shaft of my dick; it was a constricting feeling, but it felt so damn good. I can't even describe how good it felt. When I looked down, I could see these big veins coursing toward the head of my dick. My cock head was big red and throbbing. I was already semi-hard and the head of my dick was leaking precum. The pizzaboy was still on his knees. "Damn," he said when he looked over at my dick. "I've delivered lots of pizzas but I've never seen anything as yummy as that." Matheson looked over at me and winked. The pizza boy was deep-throating Brian's dick and tonguing his balls at the same time. The whole while he was making googly-eyes at my dick. I knew my cock was a nice one, really thick and veiny with a large round head at the tip, but I didn't think it was all that great. Maybe I was wrong about that one. Matheson winked at me again. "I think we have a little slut on our hands," he said. He raised his hand to give me a high five. "I'm not givin' you a high-five, Brian," I said. Matheson shrugged. "He's a hot little fucker, too," and Brian reached down with one of his big muscular arms and rubbed the pizza boy's ass through his butt-hugging blue Dickies. "He's got a nice ass, too," Matheson went on. "I mean, not as nice as yours, but hot damn! It makes me wish I had two dicks so I could fuck the both of you at once!" I sighed. Another zinger from Brian. "Well, unfortunately for you, Brian, you only have one dick. And that's all you need, buddy, because you're not coming anywhere near my ass in this lifetime." I turned around a little bit and showed Brian my ass. I reached down with a finger and fingered my ass a little bit to tease Brian. When I looked over at him, his jaw had dropped and his eyes were wide open. "Oh my God, Tucker," he said. "If you keep doing that, I'm gonna cum in this kid's mouth in no time. I'm already leakin' precum." "Gurgle gurgle..." I heard come from the pizza boy as he swallowed Brian's copious precum. I watched as the pizza boy's Adam's apple moved up and down in the rapid movements to swallow all of that cum. "Come closer," said Matheson. I took a step or two closer and fully pulled down my jock so that it was only an inch or two away from Matheson's. The pizza boy skirted over a step or two also, so now he was standing squarely between Matheson in me. He positioned the head of Matheson's dick in one side of his mouth and that he reached up with his hand and grabbed onto my dick. He jerked me off a little bit until I was fully hard and then he put the head of my dick in his mouth. "Mmmmm," cooed the pizza boy as he tongued both my dick and Matheson's at the same time. On his knees, I got a really good look at the pizza boy. Damn, was he hot! He was one of those short little wrestler types with the slender muscularity leading up to a thick chest and a thick neck. He was so jacked that I could see the striations under his clothes. Even though I felt a little weird about having a threesome since I already felt somewhat committed to the dead guy, Frank Nicholson, I couldn't help but feel that Matheson and me had really lucked out in gettin' this particular pizza boy and not one of the 400-lb ones. It felt so hot, the feeling of this hot little pizza boy tonguing my dick. That feeling was magnified by the sensation of my dick occassionally bumping into Matheson's inside the pizza boy's mouth. I even thought I felt some of Brian's cum leak out on my dick. Sweet Jesus, it was hot! It might've just been the pizza boy's spit, but it was still pretty damn hot. The pizza boy switched back and forth between suckin' me and Matheson at the same time, to suckin' me alone for a little bit, then just Matheson for a little bit. Just back and forth. I couldn't tell if the pizza boy just hadn't had cock in a while, or maybe this was his first time and he was so damn excited! The pizza boy went back to suckin' just me and I almost shot my load then and there as he deep throated my dick. If that wasn't enough, I watched as the pizza boy reached up with a hand and maneuvered a finger toward my ass. He spread my muscular ass cheeks apart and I felt a warm finger right on my tight hole. Before I could say "Ming the Merciless fucked Flash yesterday," the pizza boy had pushed a strong, firm finger into my ass. "Oh god," I said. I closed my eyes. "Oh fuck! I'm gonna cum!" The pizza boy moved his finger back and forth in my tight ass and I clenched my sphincter down as he finger-fucked me. It was the most incredible thing I had ever felt: being finger-fucked and sucked off at the same time! "Ah! Ah! Ahhhhhhhhh!" I was cumming. The pizza boy kept doin' what he was doin' and he opened his mouth wider so that he could take down all of my cum. He never let my cock slip out of his mouth and he did not spill a single drop. "Damn, boy!" said Matheson. "This is the best pizza delivery ever!" It was true. The pizza boy had definitely earned his tip. When I was done cumming, the pizza boy went back over to Matheson's dick and sucked him off some more. Matheson said something about how the kid's mouth felt wet and slippery from all the cum inside of it. It wasn't long that Matheson was cumming, too. "Ah, shit!" said Matheson. "This one's gonna be a doozy!" I watched as Matheson's jacked body tensed up and a few seconds later I saw the pizza boy's face turn totally white. Matheson must have unleashed the first shot of cum in his mouth and no one even had to tell me that it was a lot. That shot was followed by several more as the pizza boy struggled to get it all done. Matheson must have cummed more than me because I saw that some of his hot cum trickled down the side of the pizza boy's mouth. Matheson, still cumming, raised his hand for a high-five and I had to acknowledge that he had earned it this time. I high-fived him. When Matheson was done with his tsunami-class cum shot, the pizza boy pulled the pitcher's cock out of his mouth with a loud plop. He looked up at me. He looked so damn cute that I couldn't deny the sudden urge to kiss him. I pulled the pizza boy up to his feet. I pulled him toward me and we opened our mouths and kissed. I tasted Matheson's cum on the pizza boy's lips and when he tongued my mouth, he transferred some of that cum over to me. I swallowed. "That was amazin'!" said Matheson after the pizza boy had taken his pay for the pizzas, with a large tip, and left my dorm room. Matheson was splayed out sweaty on my bed with his arms spread wide apart. I could see his thick, dark pit hair and he was still wearin' just a jock. "We gotta do that again some time. Whaddaya think, Allston?" I was sittin' in a chair by the window, just thinkin'. It was weird. What I had done was so hot, but I couldn't help feelin' like a jerk. I felt like I had betrayed Frank, the only person in the world that really cared about me. True. The little wrestler pizza boy was hot. Brian Matheson was super hot. But would anybody ever compare to Frank, the guy who had given me his boots after talkin' to him for only five minutes? "What's wrong, Tucker?" Matheson asked. He got up from the bed and walked over to me. He put his arm on my shoulder. "You're being super quiet." "I'm just thinkin'," I said. "About?" "Nothin', I guess." "Coach Gunn?" "No." "Coach Lawrence?" "No." "Flash Gordon?" "No! Matheson, shut up and let me think." Matheson didn't say anything and I watched as he pulled apart the window blinds and looked out. I saw somethin' and my heart started thumpin' a mile a minute. "Hey, who's that in that red car parked down in front of the dorm?" Matheson asked. "Um... what?" "That car out front," said Matheson. "That red camaro? Who is that?" "You mean you can see him? I mean, you can see the car?" "Yeah," said Brian, raising his eyebrows. "Why wouldn't I be able to see it if you can?" "Um.... I don't know." "Who is that?" I shrugged. I wasn't a liar. I knew that sometimes it was best just not to tell the truth, not lie straight out but just not say anything at all. Now was one of those times. I just shoulda kept my mouth shut and let Matheson think what he wanted to. But I didn't. "That's Frank," I said. "Frank Nicholson." [TO BE CONTINUED] [Please support Nify by donating to the site. Where else can you get awesome stories like these???]