Date: Sat, 7 May 2011 15:59:29 -0700 (PDT) From: Richard Small Subject: The Afterparty - Chapter 9 Copyright Rick Small, 2011 This story depicts sexual activities between adult males. If you are not old enough in your jurisdiction to read material of this nature, or if you are offended by such stories, please leave. The characters are not based on real persons and the scenes described are the product of the author's fevered imagination. In the real world, there are risks involved in sexual encounters; always play safe. This story is copyright to the author; please be courteous and do not copy or re-post. The Afterparty Chapter 9 Chad moved closer to Jake, one hand still on his boyfriend's tackle, and leaned in for a kiss. "Let's take this other lounge," Jake said, taking Chad's other hand and leading him toward the chaise. "Give Cam a chance to breathe." Chad settled on the end of the lounge and scooted up so that he was lying flat, his feet on either side of the end. He reached up to pull Jake toward him, one hand brushing across the small brown nips that seemed to perk every time he touched them. He pinched one gently, enjoying the quick flinch he got as a reward, then raked his fingers through the thick blond fur. "You've got such a beautiful chest, dude," he said, looking up at Jake's face. "I want you missionary style, so I can see you while we screw." "Your wish, my command," Jake smiled. He grabbed the oil and began to slick it onto his stiff cock, swirling his hand around the thickness. Kneeling onto the foot of the lounge, he moved forward until his cock rested on top of Chad's, the two well matched in length and girth. A drop of precum appeared at Chad's slit, quickly followed by a larger one on the tip of Jake's organ, as he began to slide their dicks together slowly. Chad pulled his feet onto the chaise and let his knees drop wide, giving Jake plenty of room to move. The lanky blond leaned forward, supporting himself on his arms, and kissed Chad as he tilted his hips to let his cock slip to one side. Flexing slowly, he began to tease Chad with his cock, sliding it across the hard tendon at the joint and then letting it brush softly through Chad's thick pubic bush, leaking slowly and spreading silvery trails through the dark hair. He adjusted his angle so that the ridge of his cockhead clipped Chad's ridge on each stroke, tantalizing him and making him groan with frustration. Chad bucked involuntarily, his hips rising an inch or so before dropping back to the cushion, his dick bobbing as he moved. The precum was drooling in a slow, steady stream, beginning to puddle in the groove at his navel, and Jake reached down to scoop some up with his finger tip. He brought the finger to his mouth and sucked on it, humming, his eyes half closed. "Sweetness," he muttered, smiling. He reached down and gathered another finger full, this time painting it onto his own cock as it rode slowly through Chad's pubes. Backing up slightly, Jake reached down and slid his finger across Chad's hole, massaging it firmly as he checked to make sure it was ready for him. Satisfied, he lowered his hips slightly and poised the tip of his cock at the muscular ring, beginning to press slowly against it. It took only a second or two before the head of his cock popped through. He looked up and saw that Chad had a satisfied smile on his face. "You like that?" Jake asked, pressing deeper. "You like my cock in your butt? You want my hard dick sliding inside you? You want me to pound your ass like a six-penny nail? Huh?" "Jeez, yes," Chad moaned. "God damn, yes." "Ask for it, baby," Jake prompted. "Ask me to fuck you. Tell me what you want." He pulled back so that the tip of his cock barely touched Chad's hole, and held there, looking into his boyfriend's eyes. "Hnhnh, oh god, please," Chad wailed. "Please, Jake, push your cock into my ass. Spread me wide open and pound me. Slide in on Cam's hot load and beat my nut with your cock. Fuck me till I can't walk or talk. Don't make me wait. Please." Jake reached down and pinched one of Chad's tits, squeezing the hard brown nip between his thumb and forefinger. Chad bucked harder, his ass rising off the lounge and falling back to the cushion with an audible thump. Doug's eyes were fixed on the two men, his mouth hanging slack, as his hand travelled up and down his throbbing piece. Tim looked over at the youngest kid, saw he was practically hypnotized with lust, and caught Joe's eye. "Look at your youngest," he muttered quietly. "Kid can barely breathe." "Family trait, I guess," Joe responded. "Don't we all like to watch?" He stood and moved closer to his son. "You want some help with that, guy?" he asked, standing to one side and putting a hand on Doug's shoulder. Doug jumped, startled. "Uh, well, uh . . ." he stammered. Joe noticed his hand barely slowed down and his eyes barely left Jake and Chad's exhibition before returning to it. Joe knelt next to the kid and dropped his hand to Doug's ball sack, cupping it gently under the young guy's steadily moving fist. Doug spread his legs unconsciously, giving Joe better access to his rolling nuts, and Joe took advantage of it, holding the sack firmly as he slid a finger back along the kid's taint. He pressed gently as he stroked, and was rewarded with an extra spurt of pre-cum that rolled down Doug's cock, slicking his hand as it went. Joe leaned closer, taking a deep breath to smell the mix of sweat and musk in Doug's pubes. He stuck out his tongue, flicked it across the head of Doug's cock, then swiped it again, more firmly this time, giving the head a thorough lick and collecting as much pre-cum as he could. Sweet, with a bit of salt tang, but arousing – he leaned closer and wrapped his lips around the cockhead, locking them just below the ridge of the helmet while he washed the crown with his tongue again. Doug groaned. "Dad. Fuck, Dad. What're you doing?" Joe looked up, took his lips off his son's dick, and grinned. "Giving you a blow job," he said. "What does it feel like I'm doing?" "It feels amazing," Doug said, his eyes still half-focused. "I take it you don't want me to stop," Joe said, bending back to his task. He kissed the piss slit on the throbbing cock, then took it into his mouth, licking all over the head as his lips slowly slid toward the root. As the tip of his cock made contact with the back of Joe's throat, Doug gasped. Jake grinned and moved forward, pressing his hard cock against Chad's bud. Pressing forward, he popped the head of his dick into Chad's ass, letting the muscle snap firmly around his ridge, then began sliding forward on the load Cam had left there a few minutes earlier. "Jeez, you're tight," he said, looking down at Chad's eyes. His boyfriend's face was contorted with lust, eyes heavy lidded. Jake pressed harder, sinking into Chad's butt until he was balls deep, his cock bathed in silky heat, surrounded by Cam's slick cream. He paused for a moment, barely swiveling his hips, and bounced his cock across Chad's nut. The lust-driven bottom bucked again, and moaned. "Aw, fuck," he said, drawing the syllables to their longest. "Aw, fuck!" "Yeah," Jake said, pulling slowly back. "Gonna fuck you. Gonna pound you with my big hard dick. Gonna make you see stars, gonna blast another load up your gut and mix it in, gonna screw you till you explode, baby." He stopped for a second and began fucking back in, taking his time, tantalizing his writhing lover. His hips began to move faster, driving the piston into Chad's chute and dragging it back out with an audible slicking sound punctuated by the slap of his balls against Chad's taut butt cheeks. He leaned down and fastened his mouth over Chad's, sliding his tongue in to do battle with Chad's while he pounded his ass. Harder and faster by the minute, Jake plowed toward his finish line. Chad had begun to moan into Jake's throat, and when Jake pulled his lips away, the moan became a low, sobbing wail. Jake reached down and pinched a hard tit again, squeezing and twisting slightly, before he brought his hand to Chad's cock. "You're gonna cum for me, baby? You're gonna blast a load for me? C'mon, dude." Jake stroked the backs of his fingers up the back side of Chad's swollen cock once, twice, and then it erupted. Strings of white flew into the air as Chad's ass clamped tight on Jake's pistoning dick. "Yeah!" Jake yelled, slamming his hips into Chad's butt one more time. "Shoot it! Fuck, shoot that cream! Yeah! Fuck! Yeah!" Joe turned his eyes just in time to see Chad's second shot, with Doug's cock still lodged deep in his throat, and then he felt Doug tense. The young guy's balls rose in their sack, his dad pressed on the magic spot between his legs, and he was pouring his cream down Joe's throat, bucking his cock along Joe's tongue, shooting his load until he thought his insides would turn inside out. Joe kept his mouth wrapped firmly around the base of Doug's cock, milking it with his cheeks, his tongue, the muscles of his throat as the jizz blew in what felt like an endless stream, until he pulled back slightly and captured the last three or four shots in his mouth, holding the cream like a rare wine to be savored. Jake was spasming as he blew his load up Chad's ass, his lean butt cheeks squeezing rhythmically as the cum poured out his dick. When the last shot had been fired, he lay forward, nuzzling against Chad's neck, his furry chest and belly mashing the ropes and puddles of cum between them as he came down from his fuck high. His breathing slowed at last, and he looked over at Chad, who had a blissful expression on his face. "Baby, you're the best," Jake murmured. "Love ya, forever." He kissed Chad's jaw and lay back down for a moment before lifting himself up and pulling away. "Fuck, we're a mess," he said with a short laugh. "You want a shower?" He leaned down and took Chad's cock in his mouth, licking the last few drops of cum off as he dismounted. "I'm gonna take a quick one." "Naw, I'm good," Chad said. "I'll just rub it in. No point showering if I'm gonna be spewing all over the place in another half hour, is there? 'Sides, I think Uncle Tim likes the smell of cum." He turned toward his uncle, still sitting at the table. "Dontcha, Uncle Tim? Like the smell of cum?" "Hell, yes!" Tim said, pushing back his chair. "Nothing better – morning, noon or night – than the smell of a load on a hot man. Don't shower for my sake." He walked toward the lounge where Chad was lying with one knee cocked, and looked down at his nephew. "I take it it's my turn to drop a load in your butt?" he said, grinning. "You're up, man," Chad agreed, smiling back. "On your knees, then," Tim ordered, circling one finger to indicate he should turn-over. "I'm gonna pound you doggy style." Chad scrambled to turn over and position himself, dimpled ass high in the air and knees wide, while Tim oiled his cock, taking time to stretch and smoothe the length of it before he knelt behind his nephew and lined the rod up with Chad's winking bud. He grabbed Chad's hips with both hands and pressed forward, his hard organ piercing the ring and sliding deep in one long stroke. "Oh, man, that's hot," he said, swiveling his hips slightly. "Sliding in on Cam's load and Jake's, and your ass still so tight and silky. Sweet!" He pulled back and pressed forward again, playing with the angle a couple more times before he hit Chad's nut. "Hah!" he crowed. "Found it! You're gonna suffer now, kid." He pulled back and began rocking in and out, slowly at first, enjoying the slick heat of the two batches of cream already there, letting them bathe his cock head as he worked. "Oh my gawd," Chad moaned as Tim reached the depth of his ass. "That feels so damn good. Oh, fuck. More, Uncle Tim. More, please." "I'm on it, guy," Tim said. He slid his hands up and around, one going for Chad's nip and the other wrapping around his swinging cock and balls, just cradling them at first, before taking them in a firmer grip. As he fucked, he began to stroke the cock and balls together, pulling the balls up with one finger in the center of their sensitive sack as he worked the stiff dick. Chad was already leaking a thin stream of precum, and Tim spread it around the head of his rod, rubbing it across the bundle of nerves just below the slit. As he gained speed, Tim let Chad's balls go, still jerking his cock, while the liberated ball sack swung free, colliding with his own swinging balls as he piled into the welcoming hole. He still played with Chad's nipples, moving back and forth between them as Chad moaned and muttered into the cushion, his mouth half open and his eyes half closed. The fuck flush was spreading across Chad's face and beginning to darken his pecs when Tim pulled him upright. He kept one hand on the younger guy's dick, stroking it slowly, as he pulled him back against his own chest. His hips moved with more and more speed, the muscles in his strong butt driving him deep into Chad's ass. Chad was lost to the world, mumbling "fu-u-u-u-u-ck me, fu-u-u-u-ck me" over and over, each syllable broken by the force of Tim's ram driving into his hole. The faster Tim bucked, the harder their two ball sacks collided, swinging and bouncing against each other in countertime to the fuck pace, while Tim kept a slow, steady stroke on Chad's swollen, crimson cock. Tim knew the end was near when Chad's ass ring began to tighten. He felt the kid's balls begin to draw up, and as the anal sleeve gripped his pounding dick he pushed up to a furious pace, banging into the tight hole with all his strength. Sweat ran in streams down both their bodies as Chad reached the point of no return and began to spew cum in a stream out of his slit. The cum poured out like lava in slow, thick bursts that joined into one thick river, flowing down his cock and coating Tim's hand as it stroked. At the same time, Tim hit his target and began to blast, firing shot after shot of liquid heat into Chad's gut while the butt ring milked him from the root up. "Aw, shit!" Chad moaned, barely above a whisper, at the same time as Tim groaned out a "Fuck, yeah, fuck!" and began to laugh softly. The two men slammed together one final time and hung there, chests heaving, sweat pouring off them, Tim's fist covered with white. Chad's head fell back on his uncle's shoulder and he gazed sightlessly at the sky while he tried to get his breath back. Tim tipped his head to the side and rubbed it against the side of Chad's face, still chuckling, his cock trapped in the tight heat of Chad's ass, until Chad straightened up. When they could finally talk, Chad turned his head and smiled at his uncle. "Gahdayum that was good," he said, giving Tim's dick a final squeeze. "It was, wasn't it," Tim agreed, sliding his hand up and off Chad's cock. He looked over Chad's shoulder to see the quantity of cum he was holding, then deliberately spread it over the younger man's pecs and tits, sliding across the sensitive nipples with the creamed side of his fist and then bringing it up to his nose and inhaling. "Oh, man," he said appreciatively. "Nothing I like better than the smell of sex – sweat, testosterone, cum all combined. Gets me hot. Fuck, does it get me hot." He licked the last of the cream off his fist and sighed. "Mmmm, yeah." "Better pull out, then," Chad said with a twinkle in his eye. "Doug and Uncle Joe still haven't had their turns. You and I can do a re-match later." "But don't shower," Tim said, slapping the kid's butt and beginning to withdraw. "If it turns you on that much, believe me, I'm not gonna be showerin'," Chad said. He felt the head of Tim's cock reach his anal ring and clamped down, momentarily trapping it at the ridge before it slid out. He reached between his legs and fingered his hole for a second. "Next one's gonna be on my back," he said. "Don't wanta lose any of these loads to leakage." He winked at Joe. "Your turn," he said with a grin. "Unless Two-Tone's ready for another round?" They looked over at Cam, still stretched out on the lounge where he'd screwed Chad earlier. He seemed to be napping, his head turned to one side and his cock lying soft across his thigh. "He's not looking too ready right now," Joe chuckled. "I'll gladly take my turn. We can wake him later. Or not." He chuckled again and stood up, clapping Doug on the shoulder. "You don't have to watch this if you don't want to, son," he teased, looking down at his youngest. "Dad!" Doug protested. "I know it's hard for you, doof. You can always go in and watch TV or something," Joe suggested, straightfaced. "Dad!" Doug said again, outraged. "Oh, all right," Joe drawled, seeming reluctant. "But don't say I didn't warn you." He moved over to the chaise and slapped Tim on the butt. "Get your ass out of the way, mister," he said. "I've got business with your friend there." "Yeah, yeah," Tim said, cupping his dick and running a thumb across the head. "I'm going. Don't rush me." -##- Notes and comments may be emailed to me at smaller43@yahoo.com and I will cheerfully answer. Flames will be blithely ignored.