Date: Fri, 12 Oct 2012 19:52:48 -0500
From: scmoore2009@gmail.com
Subject: The New Sports Reporter, Part 9

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Rusty got in the car and turned it on. He could see his breath, and not
having his scarf made it feel colder than it had on the way there. He
pulled out of the parking lot and headed toward his own apartment.

T.J. had never been that nice before. He and Rusty actually had a
conversation before hooking up. And they had a really good time
together. On top of that, T.J. had never kissed him before. And when they
kissed, it felt good. It felt right. It felt like T.J. wanted it as much as
Rusty did, and as much as he didn't want to admit it, he did want
it. T.J. put on the macho persona, and took control of their sexual
encounters, but what was it he'd said? "I want you bad." That meant
something deeper, right?

What had changed since Rusty had seen him last? And now, he and T.J. were
going to have sex again, but with Chase in the mix. Chase. Rusty felt
something deep for Chase too. Something he knew was reciprocated, and
reciprocated openly. They'd been dating for almost four months. Chase had
helped him come out of the closet. He'd been Rusty's first real
boyfriend. And now what? All of these questions were causing his cock to
deflate. His encounter with T.J. had been so hot while it was happening,
but now that it was over, there were a lot of other feelings to be had. And
there were sure to be more the next day.

When he got home, he texted Chase. "Talked to T.J. Don't make plans for
tomorrow night."

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The next day, Chase came over after lunch and he and Rusty spent the
afternoon watching TV and hanging out. Neither of them had ever been
involved in a three-way before, so they weren't entirely sure what to
expect when T.J. arrived later on.

Before heading to Rusty's apartment, T.J. had to meet up with some friends
at a bar for a buddy's birthday. He was kind of glad, because he was
unexpectedly nervous about his plans for the night. He was about to have
sex with a dude while his boyfriend was there. What if things went wrong?
What if the boyfriend changed his mind? T.J. and his friend took a few
"birthday shots" before T.J. snuck away and headed to Rusty's.

Rusty and Chase were watching whatever movie was on cable when
T.J. arrived. Chase was sitting on one side of the couch and Rusty was
laying up against him, and while the movie was playing, neither was paying
much attention. When T.J. knocked on the door, Rusty sat up with a jolt. He
patted Chase on the leg. "Our guest of honor is here," he chuckled, and got
up to answer the door.

He opened it, and there was T.J. He looked good. He'd dressed up a bit for
the bars, and everything he picked to wear accentuated his best features.

"Come on in," Rusty said.

"Thanks. It hasn't gotten any warmer out here," T.J. said as he unzipped
his coat and put it on a hook by the door. As he spoke, Rusty got a whiff
of whisky on his breath. He must've done some pregaming to take the edge
off, Rusty thought.

"Do you want a drink or anything? There's beer in the fridge."

"Nah, dude. I just met a buddy for his birthday at the bars. I'm good."

That explained it, Rusty thought.

"This is Chase," Rusty said, introducing his boyfriend. "Chase, this is
T.J."

"Nice to meet you, man," Chase said. "Nice work in the bowl game."

"Thanks, dude. Good to meet you too."

The guys just kind of stood there for a second, awkwardly, not knowing
quite what should happen next. Finally, T.J. took charge, as usual.

"So I guess we should get this party started," he said, cracking a smile
and throwing his arm around Rusty's shoulders.

"Yes," Chase said. "The bedroom's back here."

T.J. knew that from the one or two times he and Rusty had hooked up here
instead of at his place, but he tactfully elected not to say so. He
massaged Rusty's shoulder a couple times as they followed Chase into the
other room.

Rusty's bedroom was pretty simple -- a dresser with a TV on top, the bed
and two nightstands, and a laundry hamper were all that were inside. Chase
jumped up on the dresser and sat next to the TV, since that was really the
only place other than the bed to sit. T.J. wasted no time getting down to
business, swinging Rusty around and kissing him, and reaching around and
grabbing his ass.

T.J. ground his crotch into Rusty's as they kissed, massaging his ass and
feeling his cock grow hard through his jeans. T.J.'s own cock grew harder
under his khakis, and he brought a hand around long enough to undo his
belt. He kicked off his shoes, and dropped his pants, kicking them off and
revealing the red boxer briefs underneath that were straining to hold in
his rock-hard dick. Rusty pulled back, pulling off his t-shirt before
kissing T.J. again and undoing the buttons on his shirt.

Eventually, the two men were just standing there in their underwear and
socks, T.J. in the boxer briefs and Rusty in a pair of plaid
boxers. T.J. pushed Rusty back so he fell onto the bed, laying sideways
with his legs dangling off the side. Rusty's cock popped out of the fly of
his boxers, and what T.J. did next shocked him. He got down on his knees
between Rusty's legs and took the head of his cock into his mouth, gripping
the shaft with one hand and licking around the tip just like Rusty had done
to him the day before.

"Oh god, T.J. That feels awesome!" he shouted, bucking his hips with
pleasure.

It did feel good, but T.J. had never, ever shown interest in blowing him
before. This was a huge mindfuck. T.J. was good at this, somehow. Rusty
didn't know about his "extracurriculars" with the coach and with Jason, so
this wasn't even something he'd have ever considered. T.J.'s mouth was
sending waves of pleasure through Rusty's body, and his tongue was doing
things to his cock that made him writhe around on the bed.

The whole thing had Chase's cock raging too. He'd stripped off his own
jeans and t-shirt, and dropped his boxers to give himself easier access to
his cock. He sat on the dresser again, watching his boyfriend get blown by
the football player. His cock leaked as the images in his head came to
life, hotter than he'd imagined.

T.J. pulled off of Rusty's dick long enough to pull of his boxers and toss
them aside. He reached over and grabbed a bottle of lube that Rusty had
left out on one of the nightstands, squeezing some out on a couple fingers
and spreading it around. He took Rusty's cock back into his mouth as he
rubbed his fingers around Rusty's asshole, spreading the lube around it.

"Unnnfffff," Rusty groaned as T.J. slid one of his think fingers into his
ass. T.J. finger-fucked him while he blew him, and again the waves of
pleasure moved through Rusty's body as T.J. hit all the right spots. Chase
was stroking his dick as he looked on, seeing T.J.'s finger move in and out
of Rusty's asshole, and watching as Rusty's body responded.

"Teej, if you don't stop I'm gonna blow," Rusty said, reaching down and
pulling him up on top of him, and kissing him again. He rolled over, now on
top of T.J., and pulled away to pull off T.J.'s underwear. T.J.'s giant
cock slapped up against his fuzzy belly, leaving a spot of precum where the
head hit his skin. Rusty grabbed the bottle of lube and squeezed some into
his hand, rubbing it onto T.J.'s cock and jacking him off with it.

"I want you inside me, dude."

"Mmmm, yeah."

"You ready to fuck me?"

"Let's do it, bro, get my cock in you."

Rusty looked over at Chase and smiled. Chase was clearly enjoying the show,
as he continued stroking his cock and as it continued to leak all over his
hand. Rusty's smile sent a jolt through him, and he put his head back and
moaned. He needed to slow down too, or he'd cum before he was ready.

Rusty climbed up and mounted T.J., guiding his cock into his ass. He felt
the head pop in and shuddered. He and Chase were having sex regularly, so
it wasn't like he wasn't ready to have a dick in his ass, but there was no
denying T.J. was significantly bigger that Chase. He slowly sat down,
groaning as he lowered himself toward T.J.'s crotch, until finally T.J. was
balls deep in him.

"Oh, Russ. This feels great. Ride my cock, bro..." T.J. exclaimed as Rusty
started moving up and down. At this angle, Rusty could feel every inch of
T.J.'s cock as it moved in and out of him, and his own cock was slapping up
against T.J.'s belly as he rode him. T.J. grabbed it, jerking him as he
thrust his hips along with Rusty's movement, pushing himself as deep as
possible into Rusty.

This was the most intense sex they'd ever had. They were looking into each
other's eyes, Rusty had a hand on one of T.J.'s pecs, and they were focused
solely on each other. Suddenly, T.J. stopped Rusty, and rolled him back
over onto his back. He stood over him, positioning himself between his
legs, and Rusty lifted his hips to give him better access to his
hole. T.J. slid his cock back inside and paused for a moment as Chase
jumped off the dresser and moved to the other side of the bed. Rusty leaned
his head back and Chase put his cock up to Rusty's mouth.

"This is what you wanted right?" Chase asked. "To get fucked by him while
you blow me? Have at it, dude."

Rusty didn't balk. He took Chase's cock in his mouth and started blowing
him, feeling T.J. thrust in and out of his ass as Chase thrust in and out
of his mouth. He wasn't focused on T.J. anymore, but he was still feeling
an intense sexual passion unlike anything he'd ever felt before. He grabbed
his cock and started jacking himself off. He wasn't going to last long in
this position.

It was Chase that came, first though. Rusty's tongue on his cock had the
desired effect, and it wasn't long before his balls were tightening. He
pulled out of Rusty's mouth and grabbed his dick, jerking himself to
completion and jizzing all over Rusty's chest, belly and face. He leaned
down and kissed his boyfriend, tasting his spunk on his lips.

Chase let up, and sat back against the wall at the head of the bed. Rusty
was still stroking himself, and T.J. could feel his ass clenching tighter
around his cock.

"You gonna cum, dude? You ready to shoot."

"Oh god, yeah, T.J. I'm about to blow."

T.J. swatted Rusty's hand away from his dick.

"I wanna make you cum by myself," he said, increasing the pace and force of
his thrusts. Rsuty felt him hitting his g-spot and gripped the bed.

"Mmmmm, T.J., don't stop!" he shouted.

"Cum for me, dude." T.J. said to him, "Spunk all over yourself."

"Unnggghhhh..." Rusty groaned, obliging T.J.'s command and spurting ropes
of jizz all over his torso, adding to what Chase had left behind.

T.J. thrust in and out a couple more times before pulling out and grabbing
his cock. He stroked himself, looking at Rusty's face covered in Chase's
cum.

"D'you like that, bro? Did you like me making you cum while your boyfriend
watched?"

"That was so hot T.J.," Rusty replied. "I haven't cum like that in so
long..."

"Mmmm, that's right, you love having my cock in your ass, don't you?"
T.J. asked, increasing the pace of his strokes.

He groaned again as he shot the third load of spunk onto Rusty's belly, a
huge load the dribbled down Rusty's side.

T.J. leaned down and collapsed on top of Rusty, kissing him deeply as their
bodies rubbed together, lubricated by the loads the three men had
shot. Chase reached in and rubbed Rusty's chest before T.J. pulled back and
let him lean in for a kiss as well.

Rusty and Chase continued to make out as T.J. got up and cleaned himself
off with one of the t-shirts that had been tossed aside on the floor. He
started getting dressed, and interrupted the tongue wrestling to say
goodbye.

"This was hot. We should do it again sometime."

"For sure," Rusty replied, propping himself up on his elbows.

"Maybe next time we can get Chase a little more involved," T.J. said.

"I'd love that," Chase answered, rubbing his hand over Rusty's belly and
smearing the jizz around.

T.J. left, and Rusty and Chase laid back and made out some more.

"That was so awesome," Chase finally interrupted to say.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. I know I did."

"I could tell."

They laughed, and Rusty got up to go shower off. Chase lingered for a
minute, pondering what he'd just seen. The chemistry between Rusty and
T.J. was obvious, and intense. And it was hot to watch while they were all
getting off, but now that it was over it was kind of disconcerting. He
shook his head, clearing the thought from his brain, and went to join his
boyfriend in the shower, sporting a growing boner as he walked toward the
bathroom.

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