Date: Fri, 1 Sep 2006 06:50:20 -0700 (PDT)
From: Scott Cameron <scooter_fiction@yahoo.ca>
Subject: Rick's Run-2

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Disclaimer: The following story contains graphic sexual language and
actions between teenage males. If material of this nature offends you, or
it is illegal in your jurisdiction for you to view it, DO NOT READ any
further. This is a work of fiction and any similarity between real people
or events is purely coincidental. As this is fiction, safe sex practices
are not always followed by the characters, but should be by you.

Rick and Dan lay wrapped around each other, cum sliding between their
sweaty, hard bodies. Rick's mind was reeling from the events of the last
few minutes. From only dreaming of sex with one of his hot school buddies
to fucking the captain of the swim team, it had been an unbelievable
morning. He knew his parents would be wondering why he hadn't finished
his run yet, but he also knew they would be heading off to their jobs
assuming he'd hooked up with a friend. He was really glad they didn't
know just how hooked he'd been. He loved the feel of Dan's muscular body,
and he ran his hands lazily over the tight ass and down the slick legs.

Finally Dan climbed off, and the sticky mess between them covered both
their torsos.

"Fuck, Rick, one of us blows a hell of a load," said Dan.

"And this is number 2 for you, stud," added Rick. "Number 1 is still
warming my insides."

"Let's hit the shower and get cleaned up."

Dan's backyard had almost every toy imaginable, including an outdoor
shower next to the pool. Both boys stood under the warm water, letting
the cum and sweat slide off their bodies. Standing behind Dan, Rick
soaped up the broad shoulders, tight, defined lats, and amazing butt.
Pretty soon his cock was rising again, poking into Dan's ass, and sliding
up along the crack. The big teen moaned softly, and Rick reached around
to find Dan's awesome cock fully hard. He stroked it slowly, soaping up
the long shaft and running his hand over the flared head. Rick couldn't
believe that he was hard again, and ready to learn more from this stud.

They were interrupted by the doorbell, loud and insistent. Dan jumped,
not expecting anyone at the house while his parents were away. The yard
was very private, but one of his mother's irritating friends might walk
back to see if she was in the garden. He quickly threw his wet shorts
back on, and tossed Rick his running shorts. The two boys had just
covered up when there was a knock at the gate.

"Hey Dan, you in there?" came a voice.

"Yeah, come on back," replied Dan, crashing in one of the pool chairs.
The gate creaked open.

"Hey man, I was hoping you were home, I really hoped we could finish..."

The visitor suddenly noticed Rick, and stopped, trying unsuccessfully to
hide the look of disappointment on his face. Rick recognized him as
another member of the school swim team, but couldn't remember his name.
The boy was wearing a loose white cotton shirt, unbuttoned so his hard
abdomen was clear. He wore the school's blue Speedo racing suit, which
hugged the bulge of his cock. The suit had white racing stripes running
down each side, and the stripes flared out over muscular legs. Like Dan,
he was almost completely shaven. He was shorter than Rick, but packed on
more muscle. His brown, curly hair was highlighted with blond, and he
wore expensive sunglasses. Rick guessed that he drove over here in his
father's car, wearing nothing but the Speedo.

"Hey Brock, how's it going?" asked Dan, mischievously. "What was it you
wanted to finish?"

Brock looked uncomfortably at Dan, then at Rick, then back to Dan. "Oh,
ah, I was just hot and hoped I could have a jump in your pool."

Dan knew exactly why Brock had come over, and wasn't going to miss the
chance to embarrass his buddy.

"Really? How come you didn't just swim in your pool, Brock, it's almost
as big as this one, as I recall."

Brock looked really uncomfortable now. "Ours is being cleaned," he lied.

Dan finally let him off the hook. "Hey, you remember Rick?"

Brock visibly relaxed. "Oh yeah, hey Rick," he said. He took the
opportunity to glance over Rick's body, less muscular than his but
perfectly toned. He stopped momentarily on the damp nylon running shorts,
stealing a look at the other boy's cock, still not quite back to normal
from its earlier workout.

"Are you going swimming?" asked Dan, bringing Brock's mind back to the
present.

"Oh, yeah," stammered Brock. He tossed his shirt onto a chair and walked
to the end of the diving board. Though disappointed that their fun had
been interrupted, Rick enjoyed the chance to stare at the amazing bod on
this new stud, broad shoulders tapering down over curved back muscles to
a slim waste, perfectly shaped ass covered with the thin blue spandex,
huge glutes tapering again down to muscular calves. He thought of
introductory art class, how they were taught to start with two triangles
when drawing a human body. This guy had damn fine looking triangles.

Brock rose up on his toes, tightening all the muscles in his legs, then
executed a perfect dive into the pool. He swam the full length, flipped,
and started back.

"I got something to tell you, Ricky," said Dan. "After our last swim meet
a couple of months ago, Brock and I were last in the showers because we'd
stayed late to talk to coach about next year. I noticed him staring a
little too long, one thing led to another, and pretty soon Brock was
slurping my dick. It only lasted for a couple of minutes - we heard the
cleaning guy coming in to lock up, so we bolted. But I think Brock
probably got over his nerves and came here today to see if I was still
interested."

"Fucking-a, man," replied Rick, "I'm up for it if you are." He gave a
quick squeeze of his cock, which had indeed started to thicken up again.

Meanwhile, Brock had finished his lap. As he hoisted himself up and out,
Rick admired the thick arms, and took the opportunity to stare as the
suit emerged, vacuumed around the boy's cock and large balls. He couldn't
believe how comfortable he had become about his new-found sexuality.
Brock walked over, water running over his tight body, proud of how he
looked. When he got close enough, Dan reached out and grabbed his ass.

"Shit, Dan," he cried out, pulling away and glancing at Rick, "don't be
such a fag."

"Hey Brock," said Dan, "what if I were to tell you that you can get
fucked by Ricky here, and suck on my cock at the same time. Would that be
something you were interested in?"

Rick laughed, recognizing the quote from one of his favourite TV shows.
Brock looked mortified. His mouth hung open as he stared at Dan, then at
Rick. Before he could talk, though, his cock was growing inside the tight
suit, lengthening out toward his right leg.

"I think we have our answer Dan," murmured Rick seductively.

"Come here, Brock," said Dan. Still staring in disbelief, Brock did as he
was told and stepped back over to his captain. Dan leaned over and licked
the racing suit from under the balls to the tip of the captive cock.
Brock moaned, and Dan started to suck the boys dick through the suit,
causing it to swell enormously. Brock hooked his thumbs into the suit to
pull it off, but Dan stopped him.

"Not yet, stud, you're gonna keep that on for now."

Rick leapt out of his chair and moved over to the other two boys, his
engorged cock jutting obscenely through his running shorts. He chucked
them off, and Brock gasped at the sight of Rick's hard prick. The taller
boy moved behind, and wrapped his arms around Brock's hard pecs. He
humped his cock over the Speedo-covered ass, enjoying the feel of the
material. Brock reached down and pulled Dan's head closer in, amazed at
the sensation of these two studs teasing him front and back.

Finally Dan, while still sucking through the material, peeled the front
of Brock's suit down over his cock. He sank his mouth onto the teen's
prick, causing Brock to cry out from the intense sensation. From behind,
Rick finished the job of removing the suit, crouching down to pull it
over Brock's calves. He then found himself face to face with that
beautiful ass, and temptation won out over any misgivings. He licked at
the muscular crack, slowly sinking his tongue deeper in, tasting chlorine
and sweat. Brock bent down over Dan's head, still slurping at his dick,
allowing Rick to reach his hole. The blond lapped at the ass in front of
him with delight, shoving his tongue up the other's ring and bringing the
young swimmer to the brink of orgasm.

Dan pulled his head off, releasing six inches of spit-covered rod, hard
as a steel ruler. He stood up, pulled off his wet shorts, and put both
hands on Brock's shoulders. The boy hardly needed coaxing; he bent at the
waist further, allowing Rick even greater access to his ass, and took
Dan's massive cock in his mouth. Brock wasn't very experienced at cock
sucking, and could only take about half in. Dan started couching him,
using his hands to angle the other boys head back a bit so that his
throat was straight, and then telling Brock to swallow. There was a gag,
and then another, and then silence as Brock managed to deep-throat Dan's
huge prick. Dan moaned in delight as his cock was serviced from one end
to the other, and in no time Brock had mastered this new skill.

Rick stood up, and found his own rod throbbing and spewing out pre-cum.
He rubbed it over Brock's crack, squeezing out the juice, and in no time
had the other boy's ass covered with his own special lube. He placed the
tip of his cock at the pulsing ring, and gave a push. Brock grunted over
Dan's meat as the head of Rick's cock sank into his virgin ass. Rick spit
down over his pole, allowing him to slide further and further into the
smaller boy. Brock let out an almost constant groan, still deep-throating
the huge cock, until Rick bottomed out.

"How do you like that, Brock? Two cocks rammed up both ends," grunted
Dan.

Brock couldn't make a sound - his mind was spinning with the feeling of
these two studs sandwiching him, plowing his ass and mouth with hard,
thick cock. In his wildest whack-off sessions he had never imagined
something like this. His own cock slapped up into his abs over and over,
and his balls were being assaulted by Rick's with each thrust. He grabbed
Dan's hard butt and pulled him back in each time the magnificent cock was
pulled from his mouth. He was a total cock-hound, and didn't ever want
the feeling to end. Rick was plowing the hot ass in front of him hard and
fast, letting the instinct to fuck overtake him.

"I'm gonna shoot," cried Dan, pulling his cock out so that just the head
was in Brock's hot mouth. "Oh FUCK," he cried, and started spewing his
third load of the day inside his swimming buddy. Brock swallowed as fast
as he could, but the angle made it difficult and cum started streaming
over his chin and down his neck. Still Dan spewed cum, amazed at his own
load, until he finally pulled out and shot a final blast into Brock's
face. Rick watched his fuck buddy spewing, saw the huge cock covered with
jiz, and couldn't hold back any longer. He exploded inside Brock's ass,
coating the hot tunnel with spunk and feeling it lubricate his cock
further. He cried out in animal lust, ramming his hard meat once more to
the hilt in the other's butt.

Rick pulled his softening cock out, panting with exhaustion. Brock, who
until then had let the other two boys lead, was overcome by massive
sexual energy. He pushed Rick face-down over the diving board, kicked the
boy's legs open, and knelt between his ass cheeks. Dan tossed him the
bottle of lube he had brought out earlier, and Brock poured it down the
boy's crack before sliding a finger up the impossibly tight hole.

"Shit, Brock, I'm not sure I'm up for this," said Rick. There was concern
in his voice, and he started to straighten up, but without a word Brock
pushed him back down onto the board and tongued his asshole. Rick moaned
in pleasure, momentarily forgetting where this was heading as he felt
waves of pleasure spread from his butt up his back. Brock stood up,
slathered his dick with lube, and in one motion pressed his spunk-covered
cock at Rick's entrance and pushed the head in.

"Oh, SHIT," cried Rick as his virgin ass was assaulted and a wave of pain
shot down his legs.

Dan came around the diving board and said, "Relax, stud, you're gonna
fucking love this, just let the pain go." Then he kissed the blonde
passionately, shoving his tongue into Rick's mouth and completely
distracting him. By the time Rick came back to earth he realized that
Brock's thick cock was completely up his ass.

Brock pulled out slowly, pouring more lube on his thick tool, and slid it
back in. Rick felt the pain disappear, and in it's place a feeling of
total submission. He wanted to be fucked. He wanted to have a cock up his
ass. He couldn't believe how good it felt to be invaded by this hot,
fleshy poker. Brock picked up the rhythm, fucking harder and faster, and
Rick started shoving his muscle-butt back up to meet the thrusting cock.
Dan slid underneath the diving board, grabbed Rick's rock-hard cock, and
jammed his own ass back up against it. The blond's dick slid inside Dan's
well-lubed fuck-chute once again, and now the motion of Rick's ass
doubled the pleasure. As he pushed up he got fucked by Brock, and as he
pushed down his cock went deep into Dan. As before Rick couldn't believe
the waves of pleasure, and he couldn't believe how much he wanted the
feelings to never end.

All three teenagers were grunting and thrusting in their fuck dance,
sweat pouring down their tight bodies, muscles contracting, faces
contorted in sheer pleasure. Brock couldn't hold out very long, and with
a yell of victory he slammed his cock to the hilt and exploded inside
Rick's ass. Boiling cum filled the runner's bowels, and he felt the heat
in waves. Brock made two more thrusts, cum spewing into Rick, before the
blonde stud grunted and blew his own load into Dan. Throughly exhausted,
he lay collapsed on the diving board. When Brock finally pulled out, cum
ran down over Rick's balls and legs. Dan collapsed on the pool deck, and
Brock, once again quiet and submissive, looked nervously around the
backyard.

"Do you think anyone heard us?", he asked sheepishly.

"Shit, man, our neighbours are going to be asking my parents what the
hell was going on back here. I'd better come up with a good alibi fast,"
replied Dan, "but first, I really need to clean up!"

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