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Ryan And Me, And Ethan 12
I woke up the morning after, finding myself alone in
the tent. There were laughters outside. Freaking funny. I could
understand when I heard Ethan laughed. But Ryan? That macho-acting
Ryan? And the sound of water splashing told me what they were up to.
I stretched my body. It was aching from all the
sex-hungry activities that kept me up early this morning. And I was not
referring to me being mentally awake when I said up. I thought I would
not be able to keep my cock down. Pounding Ryan's tight ass with my
hard rod was a pleasure. Pounding my best friend's ass was definitely a
turn on. These few weeks had open me up for several new experiences. I
had learned the pleasure of the male touch of a guy. Ethan had released
the hunger for that kind of forbidden lust within me. The feel of a
male mouth on my cock had made me yearn for more. The warm feeling of a
hot wet male mouth around my stiff long cock - the sensation was
wonderful. And to have my body pressed against the hot jock - Ryan's
hard body freed the desire in me to explore every inch of my own best
friend bod, including his hard 8 inches. And to feel the thickness of
Ryan's rod wrapped around my lips - again, the humiliation and the lust
drove me crazy. But Ethan shared with me the gentle side of a male
bonding. He touched me, physically and emotionally. His passion for me
made me mad for him in return. But he did not know this. And I was not
sure if I would want him to.
Last night? Well, Ryan pushed our relationship to
another level last night. My homophobic, closet hunk of a friend open
up for me. Open up, as in 'letting me in'. As in willing to let me have
a go, a fuck, at his virgin ass. This was something I knew hard for
Ryan to do. The sexual dominance I had last night drove me wilder. I
pounded his ass, like punching my frustration with him, for his earlier
lack of willingness to give me more in this sexual adventure of ours.
All those pleasures. And then, of course, all the
I peeked through the door. Ethan had just jumped
into the lake, from a branch. Ryan was cheering him on. That was so
unlike Ryan. Usually Ryan would be quiet type, opening up to only a
few. Usually me. But even I had difficulties to communicate with him
when he was down. But not now. I watched as he jumped on Ethan, and the
two of them playfully tried to push the other down into the lake.
There was the fuck Ryan and I shared this morning,
that Ryan did not want Ethan to know. Ryan had given me that much, that
I had to understand a self-denial gay jock was unwilling to let a
confirmed gay Ethan to know. There was a certain degree of ego that
could not tolerate the degree of humiliation a jock could take, to let
a gay know that his jock ass had been violated.
And I knew Ryan wanted my ass too. There was this
bonding between the two of us that I knew Ryan wanted to be the first
to plow my virgin ass, just like him giving me his virgin ass this
morning. Except that my ass was not longer virgin. The day that Ryan
had frustrated me - that shower incident, I had decided to let Ethan
feel - the manly pleasure of plowing another man's butt. I knew Ethan
wanted me. And he did not ask me to. For that, I was more willing to
Ethan was happy, although I had told him that it
would be some time before I was ready for another 'invasion'. He did
not push for more. And Ethan did not know about the shower incident.
That I had given my first blowjob that day, to Ryan, and not to him.
With Ethan, it was all sentimental reasons. I was his first, when he
forced himself on me during his birthday. I was afraid, he wanted
himself to be my first too, even in blowjobs.
And then, there was this issue of Diane, my
girlfriend. My supposingly girlfriend. The more time I spent with these
two guys, the less I felt I needed her. Sex with her was still on the
table. But was I looking for another helping with her? I was, with
Ethan. With Ryan. Not Diane. There was no 'grief'. Ethan was happy to
be with me. Ethan did not mind Ryan's presence. Neither did he want to
dominate my time. All he wanted was me being with him, with or without
Ryan. And Ryan enjoyed Ethan's company. Who else was able to bow to
Ryan's consistent demand for sex job and more.
And of course, the issue to be dealt with. Did I
need to come out?
Secrets. They were way overloaded.
'Do you guys think there should be some changes when
I bump into you guys the next time? You know, like at least say hello
to me. I'm not asking to hang out with you guys out in the open. At
least, a hi. Or maybe a nod, maybe?' Ethan asked, as he licked his
I looked at Ryan, hoping to see his reaction, before
I said okay. Ryan's face registered nothing, which made me unsure if I
should nod or pretend this was a question to be answered by Ryan. But
Ethan was not looking at Ryan for an answer. He was looking at me. I
gave him a weak smile - one that did not tell him no, but did not
promise him anything.
'Why bother?' Ryan asked.
'Because I'm human? Because I exist? Because I'm a
friend? Why is that so difficult for you? It's not gonna make you less
gay,' Ethan said. That new demand was going to add weight to our
relationship. But I was wondering when this was going to be an issue.
Ryan and I could not continue to ignore Ethan every time our paths
crossed. I had winked at Ethan when I thought no one was watching. I
knew that made Ethan happy, to imagine that we had some kinky secrets
that the public knew not. But Ethan was more than a friend now. I knew
what he was asking was right.
'Ethan, this town accepts no shit like this. Do you
think they won't talk? I mean, all suddenly this.. this.. being
friendly with you?' Ryan spoke.
'You mean, this town accepts no shit like me, isn't
it? Or perhaps it's you who won't accept no shit like this?' Ethan
answered. 'You know, it would not hurt you really, if you just try to
treat me like a friend. Are we still gonna pretend nothing happens? All
this fucking. All these blowjobs. Nothing?'
'Hey, it's not me. You know how people are like.'
Ryan paused. 'Look. I know you have been good to us.' Wow! That was a
different Ryan. 'But if the words get out, I don't know if we are gonna
continue this. Justin and I can't do this with you no more. Do you want
that? I don't want that.'
'Really, Justin? You'd quit?' Ethan asked.
The fact that the question was directed to me made
me uneasy. I felt Ryan's eyes on me. Ryan could tell that Ethan wanted
my answer more than his. This was rather confirming Ethan's attachment
to me. 'Do we have to do this now? But really, Ethan,
I did not think that far. I don't know.'
My answer seemed to disappoint Ethan. It did not
meet Ryan's approval either. I felt Ryan would want me to back him up.
'You know, Ethan. It's not like we can tell others
we like the sex with you. C'mon. Think about it. What others would
think of us?' Ryan said.
'That you two are gays?'
'Hey, I'm not gay!' Ryan snapped. There. It was the
first time I had heard Ryan saying that to Ethan. Sure, when he said it
to me, I could entertain his pretentious self. But to Ethan?
'You're fucking kidding me, right? You? Not gay? And
you too, Justin?' Ethan asked.
I hated to be drag into that situation. I did not
know what to say.
'Justin has Diane!' Ryan muttered. This was not the
answer I would want Ethan to hear.
Ethan looked defeated with that answer. If he was
hurt, he was holding up well not to reveal that to us. I could not bear
to see like that. Fuck Ryan. I stepped up and held Ethan in my arms.
That did the trick. With his face pressed against my chests, I was
letting Ethan know, without words, that he had me too. I was there. I
was with him. I knew Ryan was seeing this, but I did not care. I did
not want Ethan to be hurt. I wanted to protect him. I wanted him to
know that I want to protect him.
'I'm fine,' Ethan mumbled, as he let me go. There
was a short silence, before Ethan added. 'Sometimes, I do wonder where
all these will lead to. I mean, I think I have been the luckiest guy. I
have you, Ryan. And Ethan. How many gay guys can be this lucky like me?
I told myself from the start, just remember how lucky I am. Don't get
involved. Don't let your emotion get involved. It's all sex. But how
far do I wanna go on this? Don't I want a boyfriend? Don't I deserve a
boyfriend? Fuck! I want love too. What? Only straight people get love?
Gays don't? I wish many nights that one day, there is this guy... this
one guy.. who makes my struggle.. who makes my waiting all whole while.
That I don't have to be jealous of girls having their boyfriends
holding them. That they can hug and kiss whenever they want. And that
when they want, they make love. Not just sex. Love. That's what I want.
Not just Ryan and Lindsay. Or Diane has Justin. And Justin has Diane. I
want that 'Ethan has someone. Someone has Ethan.''
I wanted to hug Ethan again, but I knew it was not
enough this time. As if Ethan felt he was responsible killing the mood
of the conversation, he kept his silence this time. He said no more. I
felt I had heard enough to know his feeling this far. Ethan got up and
'You know he is right, Ryan. We can't keep treating
him this way.'
'So, what you want us to do? Gay up our group so
that Ethan can join?'
'No. But we have to do something. You know that!' I
said, as I got up and went after Ethan.
I did not want him to be alone. Ethan had changed
me. Like it or not, I knew I was on this path, where I was looking at
several directions, wondering which turn I should take. Without Ethan,
I would not be on that junction. And I did not regret being at that
Ethan was sitting by the lake. He saw me. There was
this faint smile on his face, welcoming me.
'Hey you,' I said, as I sat down beside him. 'You're
Ethan nodded his head.
'You know, all those things you had mentioned
earlier? Please don't blame us. Not Ryan. Not me. I mean, all these are
too fast for us. Maybe it was supposed to be just sex. Maybe it was
only for one more time. But it went on. And then, we have to ask the
question. But we did not stop to think of the answers. Does that sound
fair to you?'
Ethan thought of it for a short while, and nodded
I knew he was just being kind to me. Ethan was like
that - often wanting to make things easier for me. That was Ethan. That
was my Ethan.
That was MY Ethan.
'I'm sorry for all those things you said you could
not have, but Ethan, how about this? Right now... at this moment... you
have me. Only you. Is that alright?'
I did not know how those words could come out from
me, but it did bring a great relief to me once I had uttered them.
Ethan looked like he was going to cry. I felt for him. I felt him. And
I did not want him to feel he did not have me. I kissed him.
I did not know how long our lips were locked, but I
did not want the kiss to end. I wanted to feel his lips. I wanted to
feel his soft lips on mine. I wanted him to know he owned my lips -
these lips he had yearned for.
We did not hear Ryan's steps. I only knew he was
behind us when he placed his palms on our shoulders. Ethan and I broke
our kiss. Ryan knelt down. His eyes looked at Ethan.
'Sorry,' Ryan said.
Ethan said nothing, but to offer his lips to Ryan
too. They kissed, in front of me. But I was not left out for long.
Ryan's lips parted with Ethan's, just to meet mine. Our lips met. It
was a show. We were doing it for Ethan. But I did not want Ethan to
just watch. I wanted him in. I pulled him closer, as the three of us
exchanged kisses, and feeling each other's tongue.
Ryan stopped us. He pulled Ethan to face him.
Instead of kissing Ethan, Ryan pulled apart Ethan's legs. I placed my
arm around Ethan, and planted my lips on him. Ryan struggled, pulling
down Ethan's shorts, while I lifted Ethan's arms to pull his t-shirt
off. Ethan was naked.
Ethan raised his thighs up, the way Ryan liked it -
his butthole up for offering. Ethan leaned on me for support, while my
hand took advantage of Ethan's naked bod, exploring it with my palm,
feeling Ethan's smooth skin, and played with his nipples.
Ryan stripped himself off his clothes. He was naked,
with his 8 inches already standing hard. Ryan was gorgeous. Ethan and I
stole a look at the handsome hunk, sighing at the beauty of the jock in
front of us, before returning back to locking our wet lips together.
But instead of holding Ethan's legs up, Ryan knelt
down. Ethan pushed me gently aside, to see what Ryan was up to. I
followed his eyes. Ryan was holding Ethan's cock in his palm.
With a single lurch forward, Ryan bent down and took Ethan's cock in
his mouth. That surprised Ethan and me. Ryan gagged. But he did not
give up. Ryan stroked Ethan's cock, as his head bobbed up and down on
Ethan's thick 7 1/2 inches cock. Ethan shivered. I knew how it felt
like. It was a definite turn on, to see a hot jock going down on
'Oh, Ryan...' I muttered, with admiration.
Ethan's hand found my hard-on and began to massage
it. It felt good. I took my shirt off, and Ethan's hand slipped through
my shorts to feel my hard cock. His palm wrapped around my cock, and
began to jerk me off. I struggled to get my shorts off, allowing my
cock to be freely felt by Ethan. Ethan stroked me good, as he moaned to
the good feeling he got from Ryan. Ryan was struggling with his first
blowjob. He did clumsily shock Ethan with his teeth, but his continuous
attempt kept Ethan hard down there.
I wanted more. A handjob was not enough. I sat down,
hoping that Ethan would bend over and take me in his mouth. But seeing
my legs stretched out beside Ethan's, Ryan stopped. He looked at me,
grinning - proud of his first blowjob. I knew it. I knew what he
wanted. I placed my naked hips close to Ethan's, and felt Ryan's hand
crawling up. His fingers wrapped around my thick cock. My body tensed.
I wrapped my arm around Ethan naked waist, and pulled him close.
Ryan stopped, and moved his attention to me. My
heartbeat raced. I wanted this too. I wanted my best friend to get down
on me. I wanted his lips wrapped around my cock. I wanted to feel his
warm mouth on my thick rod. The feeling was sensational. I felt
breathless. I was panting. My grip around Ethan tightened. I needed
Ethan. Ethan pressed his lips on me.
I felt Ryan's lips and tongue on my rod, as it slid
in and out of his mouth. I raised my hips, pounding my long rod into
his mouth, again and again. I heard Ryan's groans. It excited me. I
I was disappointed when Ryan stopped. He raised
himself up, and looked at us. And then, his eyes rested on Ethan.
'Wanna do me?'
'Serious?' Ethan asked, surprise. I was surprise
too, and glad that Ryan asked.
'Before I change my mind?' Ryan mentioned, before he
bent forward, with his face buried on my crotch again, savoring his
favorite cock, I assumed.
Ethan did not have to wait to be asked again. He got
up, and asked me to spit on his hard cock. I did just that, before
giving his big cockhead a kiss. Ethan positioned himself behind Ryan,
while I held Ryan's head down. My hips kept thrusting my 7 1/2 inches
into Ryan's willing mouth. Ryan moaned louder. I knew Ethan had jabbed
Ryan's asshole with his cockhead. Ryan had stopped moving. My cock was
still buried in his mouth. He was waiting for the complete assault by
Ethan's cock. I smiled at Ethan. He looked like one happy boy who had
found an extra big gift under the Christmas tree. Ethan spitted more.
And then, he pushed. Ethan forced himself into grunting Ryan. Ryan's
palm pressed hard against my thigh. He moaned. My cock slipped out.
Ryan pressed his face onto my crotch, burying his face on my cock, my
pubic hair. He was in pain.
And then, the struggling stopped. Ethan was already
in Ryan. I watched as Ethan's body rocked back and forth, plunging his
cock in and out of Ryan's ass. I knew how it felt like. I was fucking
Ryan just hours ago. I still could imagine his tight asshole. My cock
jumped. I was excited. Ryan's tongue caressed me, licking my smooth and
tight skin. He ran his tongue on my cock, tasting it.
Ethan pumped Ryan harder. His body swung faster.
Ryan's moans grew louder. Ethan claimed he was cumming. And then, the
whole body rocking stopped. I watched Ethan's body tensed up, as he
shot his cum up Ryan's ass. Ryan rested his face on my abs. I felt his
'Ryan, my turn?' I asked.
Ethan and I watched Ryan for his answer. Ethan
withdrew his cock out of Ryan's ass. Ryan still said nothing. But of
course the answer had to be yes. I did not have to ask. His ass was
mine. It was mine to be claimed as I wished. Still, it was good to see
that eventually Ryan gave in, and nodded his head softly.
I was excited. I got behind Ryan. Ethan had already
lied down, and took Ryan's cock into his mouth, taking care of Ryan's
hard-on. Breaking into Ryan's hole this time would be easier. Ethan had
already loosened that up for me. I pushed my hard cock into Ryan. I
felt Ethan's thick cum inside Ryan. I fucked Ryan. I drove my cock in
and out of Ryan's ass, feeling the warmth of his no-longer virgin ass.
It felt tight. It felt good.
I cummed. My thick cum spurted out inside Ryan. But
I did not stop. I continued drilling his ass, until the last load of my
cum oozed out of me. It was then I stopped, panting. Reluctantly, I
pulled my cock out of Ryan's ass. My half-hard cock was covered by cum
- mine and Ethan's.
I offered my cum-covered cock to Ryan. 'You wanna
clean this... with your tongue, or you wanna let Ethan do it?'
Ryan said nothing. He offered me his tongue.
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