Date: Fri, 24 Oct 2014 20:47:02 -0400
From: BigBadJon BigBadJon <thebigbadjon@hotmail.com>
Subject: Keeping Josh Happy

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We'd known Jon for several years, and enjoyed having him come for dinner,
or hang out with us in our pool, or soak in the Jacuzzi with us.  Tonight
was no exception, with a nice meal of chicken Kiev and twice baked potatoes
with fresh green beans with clarified butter, and a nice wine to top off
the meal.  Josh said we should impress him with a great meal before we
sprung our proposal on him, and I think Jon was duly impressed.

"Thanks for the invitation tonight, guys," he said with that amazing smile
he always seems to display. We sat on the couch looking forward to an
amazing evening together.

"Oh, you know we always enjoy having you over, Jon," I answered.  "You're
probably our best single friend, and we enjoy your company."  We'd always
tried to keep our friendship, up to that point, from becoming sexual,
although we had seen Jon naked in the pool and the hot tub. My boyfriend,
Josh, had occasionally commented afterward on how nicely hung Jon was,
although neither of had actually seen him hard.  Jon did have a nice
package, which he accentuated by shaving himself smooth with a thick
circumcised tube of sausage hanging over two large grade-A hairless eggs.
I knew he'd turned heads whenever he was nude and among our group of
friends.

After my conversation with Josh the night before, we wanted to take the
friendship with Jon up a notch, although Josh had never been with anyone
sexually before me, so only I knew how incredible my man was in bed. "Well
I wouldn't mind seeing him hard to see if he is as big and bad as some of
our friends have told us," Josh had admitted. We never pursued the origin
of the information, although we knew few of our friends were actually
monogamous, and that several had bedded Jon when we were not together.

"You are such a size queen, Josh," I chuckled, teasing my boyfriend about
his curiosity.

"Just curious, is all," Josh admitted.  I have seen a lot of big dick in
porn, but I am pretty limited in my experience, up close and personal," he
continued. "And you know you popped my cherry and are my one and only for
these past few years," he said, giving me a quick kiss as he placed his
arms over my shoulders and looked into my eyes. "Do you ever wonder what it
would be like with Jon?"

"Well, maybe a little curious," I confessed, "But I am not letting him fuck
me!" I said, half jokingly.  I liked that my Josh liked me fucking him, and
his hole was made for me since I had stretched it to specifically fit only
my cock.  He was my man child... always willing to be inseminated whenever
I was horny, and I loved him for it.  I loved whispering in his ear, "Whose
hole is this?" whenever I slid inside him as far as I could, feeling my
pubic bone hard against his ass, and then locking our mouths together as we
did the dance whenever and wherever we could.

He'd always answer, "Only yours."  It drove me wild feeling him squeeze my
rampant shaft with his warm tight hole as he whispered that answer, knowing
it was what I needed to hear.  It was our sexual ritual, and we loved it.
I would deep dick him and alternately shallow pump and poke his prostate,
feeling my low hangers slap his ass as I tried to maximize his pleasure,
definitely making him moan, and always encouraging him to stroke himself to
orgasm as my body danced above his, longing for us to cum together one more
time.

After filling him with my seed, we lay with my cock still inside him and
cuddled and whispered things between us as we kissed and held each other.
The conversation returned to where it was when we had first gotten into
bed. "I wonder how big he gets," Josh whispered.

"Who?" I asked. "Oh, Jon," I acknowledged as the lights came back on from
my just ending sexual euphoria.  "You are starting to sound a bit more than
casually interested," I remarked, looking down into my Joshie's eyes.  I
pushed my still semi-hard cock deeper into him to remind him he was mine.

"Maybe a little," he responded.  "You're the only guy who has ever made
love to me," he paused.  "I guess I am a bit curious."

"Curious?" I answered.

"Just wondering how it might feel.  If I'd enjoy it was much as I enjoy
yours. "

The grand pause followed as it dawned on my what Joshie was thinking. In
spite of my surprise, I feel the blood rushing to my cock, resting inside
him as I swell to a renewed erection. "You want Jon to fuck you?"  Josh
uses his internal muscles to squeeze me in confidant reassurance.

"Well, maybe.  I dunno," he admits, practically blushing at my
re-verbalization of his fantasy.

I pull almost all the way out of him and scrape my cock head across his
sensitive prostate. He moans in response, thinking I am going to leave his
body, but I push back in all the way, my balls tight against his hole.
Maybe it is my primeval need to establish ownership or dominance with
him. "So you want to experience another man?" I whisper as I pump short
jabs into him again as my cock is now fully hard. Part of me says, "no," to
this fantasy, but my cock is giving me away as my hips move against his and
I continue looking into his eyes, questioning, and wondering what has come
over my lover.

"We've known him for years, and we know he won't kiss and tell," Josh
reassures me.  "He's just a good friend.  Nothing more.  It would be like
an experiment.  Just feeling how it would be with another man does intrigue
me," he admits.  It would be different."  I continue to stroke my shaft
into his velvet tunnel as his words increase my own fantasy.

My resistance falters as my sexual frenzy increases. "Wow.  I am
surprised."

"We don't have to," he counters. "It's just a fantasy." He pauses. "We all
have fantasies.  I mean I don't want to ruin our friendship with him, but
I'd rather do it with Jon than with a complete stranger, you know" he asks,
almost pleading. "It might change everything between us, and I don't want
that."

"So just a no-strings fuck with a mutual friend?" I question him as I
continue my lovemaking.  "I guess you want me out of the house if we agree
to this," I surmise as I begin to feel my second orgasm slowly rising in my
loins.  Josh grabs my ass cheeks, squeezing them tight as he feels my
sexual tension rising.

"Well....um....no...actually," he pauses.  "Maybe you should be there in
case something gets carried away.  Maybe you can be there as our
supervisor, or my protector?"

"Protector?" I question. "Like some porn director, you want me there to,
like, direct what happens?"

"Yeah, kinda'" he answers, and with the visualization I suddenly feel my
seed coursing from my swollen nuts, through my shaft and again filling
Josh's amazing receptive ass.

"God, that's hot," I whimper as I spill my love into him all over again. I
am thrusting so hard, I fear I may hurt him as my mind and body explode
with pleasure and fantasy.  "Wow. Totally amazing," I moan as my second
orgasm crests and falls.

"Feels like you like my fantasy as much as I do," he whimpers into my ear
as I come down from fantasy heaven, still hovering above my willing angel.

My shrinking cock slowly slips all wet and slippery from his stretched hole
and lays swollen on his thigh as we talk about the details of his fantasy
with Jon. Josh is good on fantasy and its details, but terrified to share
such things with Jon. He is comfortable sharing it with me.  "Will you tell
him?" he asks, looking into my eyes, now heavy with a need to sleep.

"Yeah, I guess." I answer through the fog.

"Good," Josh whispers, "Maybe tomorrow after dinner."  We face each other
and fall asleep with my arm slung across his body.  He seems content with
his fantasy.  I am too, as if my man-child is growing in a good way with
his new found desire for a new sexual experience to still be shared with
me.

So here we are with this big proposal for our friend, Jon.  "You wanna get
in the Jacuzzi tonight, Jon?" I ask him.

"Sure," he answers, rising to his feet and pulling at his belt buckle. "You
have the towels out there, or should I get us some?"

"They're already out there," I answer as Josh and I quickly strip down and
we all walk naked to through the patio doors onto the deck.  I give Jon's
thick cock and big balls more than a passing glance as I realize he will
soon be inside Josh if we successfully hatch our plans for the evening.
I'd avoided looking at Jon as a sexual person until tonight. We walk nude
through the patio doors onto the deck and immerse ourselves in the already
bubbling water.  I pass the three beers I'd grabbed from the refrigerator
to Josh and Jon.  We sit silently in the heat, and swig at them for a short
while.

Josh leans toward me and whispers, "I am going back inside so you can tell
him."

"Now?" I whisper back.

"Yeah," he whispers as he lifts himself out of the water, exposing his hard
cock.  The warm water cascades over his tumescence as he announces, "I'll
be right back," and walks dripping and very hard back into the house.  Jon
catches a glimpse of his wagging arousal as Josh slides the glass door shut
behind him. Josh makes no attempt to hide his arousal from Jon as he turns
and walks toward the bedroom.

"Is Josh okay?" Jon asks as he pries his eyes away from the vision on the
other side of the shut slider.

"Yeah, He's just hornier than usual tonight,.  I think he's needing some
release," I reassure Jon.

"I noticed," Jon remarks, almost casually, as he winks his eye at me.
"Maybe I should go so you guys can have some alone time?" he quizzes me.

"Well actually, Jon, Josh was hoping for some alone time with you, and I
can just watch," I blurt out before the invitation gets garbled in my
tightening throat.

"WHAT?" Jon answers quickly. "You serious?"

"Pretty much," is my answer as I feel my cock beginning its ascent in the
warm bubbles. Joshie's fantasy begins churning in my loins as I look into
Jon's face for a signal of his acceptance or rejection of the idea.

"You guys are crazy," he says to rationalize what is being asked.  "Must be
the beer talking."

"Not really," I answer.  "Josh and I talked about this and we both feel
safe with you, and Josh has never been with any man, except me, and he
wants to know what it's like."

"Wow," Jon responds, taking the last swallow of beer from his bottle.  "I
dunno about this," he answers, but his cock is already standing at
attention as Josh's and my fantasy becomes his fantasy.

"I think your cock thinks otherwise, my friend," I answer, taking hold of
his hard wet shaft sticking out of the water. He takes in a quick breath at
my touch.

"Oh my," he almost whimpers, his knees bending slightly as the pleasure
courses through his cock.

"I dunno," he answers, almost helpless.  "This is kinda weird."

"It's okay, Big Bad Jon, show my boy how other men, besides me, make
love. He wants it, and so do you," I say as I give his hardness a few
strokes to make the proposal more persuasive.  I openly stroke my own
hardness to reassure him that this fantasy is okay with me too.

"Wow," Jon almost whimpers helplessly.

"He's waiting for you in the bedroom, big guy," I reassure him, pulling his
cock harder.

"Now?" he asks, looking toward the sliding doors.

"Yup. Now," I say, following his gaze toward the door.

Jon rises up out of the water, exposing his massive cock and low hanging
nuts.  I had felt him hard under the water but it had not betrayed how long
and thick he actually was.  I whisper, "Wow," as he lifts his leg out of
the Jacuzzi, his heavy nuts now swinging in the heated distended sack
between his legs, as he gets his footing outside of the tub on the wet
deck.  His hard cock is now at eye level, begging for attention.  I am
tempted to take him in my mouth, but I resist.  He grabs a towel and
quickly dries himself, unable to hide his rigid enthusiasm for our planned
activities.  "Be back in a few," he says to me with a huge smile on his
face.

"Oh no, Big Bad Jon. I am joining you," I tell him.  "Josh wants me there
too."

"Double wow," Jon gulps, grabbing hold of his distended rampant cock. "What
a night. What a fantasy!"  He wraps the towel around his neck and walks
toward the door.  I watch his cock bobbing heavily with anticipation, his
balls swinging from side to side as he walks, and I follow him into the
house, both of our cocks pointing like divining rods to our destination.
The bedroom door is ajar as we approach, and I sing song the words,
"Joshie, Joshie, come out, come out wherever you are," as I push the door
fully open.

Josh is laying nude on the bed, with his Jacuzzi towel spread out beneath
him.  "He thinks of everything," I tell myself.  Like ours, his cock is
also at full mast between his spread knees in anticipation of this crazy
shared fantasy, Josh does like it messy, so the towel is just good
planning.  Our Jon is definitely up to the task, and as he approaches the
bed, Josh spreads his legs wider, exposing his beautiful pink hole to our
eyes. My man is trying to appear vulnerable to his new suitor as his eyes
widen at his first vision of Jon's swollen swinging cock.  Neither of us
had expected this beautiful man to be so long or thick, and Jon's
anticipation is obvious as a drop of precum forms at the eye of his cock.

I am kind of at a loss with lust and Jon takes over.  "Dan, get his hole
ready for me. Dude."

I look at him with a quizzical look.  "What?"

"Get it wet for me," he orders, pulling me down to the bed by my neck until
my mouth is at Josh's waiting portal. I am on my knees as I slide my tongue
into Josh's warm waiting crevice, and Josh reflexively reaches down and
pulls his glutes apart as he lifts his knees closer to his head, giving me
fuller access.  I slather my tongue across the petals of his rose as he
begins moaning because I know how much my man loves me to touch him there.
He is a born and bred bottom, which strengthens my love for him, and my own
cock aches to penetrate him.  Jon positions his rampant cock next to my
face and I alternate between Josh's hole and Jon's hardness, getting both
very wet with saliva.  Jon's fingers are probing my rosebud as he
luxuriates in the pleasure of my mouth.  He wets his fingers with his own
saliva and attempts to enter me, but I tighten my hole to stop his digits
from entering, although what he is doing is incredibly sensual.

I lick his low hanging balls, trying to make his pleasure even more intense
as I prepare him to mount my man. I feel like my focus is to help both my
men enjoy one another, so I may watch a spectacle of lovemaking, even
though one is my own lover.  Jon grabs Josh by both of his legs and pivots
Josh's body around so his head is almost hanging off the side of the bed.
Pushing me gently to the side he gets between my lovers legs and takes my
hand, placing it on his throbbing cock.  "Tease his hole with my cock,
Dan," he orders.  I submit, with my own cock achingly hard as I participate
in this choreographed fantasy.  I feel the serpent rise in my hand as I rub
it on the petals of Josh's portal.  Both men moan at the sensations of a
third making love to both.  Jon leans into my lover, his cock head dredging
deep into the rose.

I realize he doesn't have a condom, and as if reading my mind, Jon
announces, "I am clean and I don't do condoms.  Tell me to stop now or I
will continue." We'd not talked about condoms. We'd not negotiated condoms.
We'd not even talked about body fluids and where they'd be ejaculated.  Now
we are at the Rubicon.  I look into Josh's eyes, which are pleading with me
for a decision.  What can I read in those eyes.  Is it a plea for a condom
or a plea so intense that we must simply continue without? We know Jon. We
trust Jon.  We love Jon,

I speak no words as I still hold Jon's cock against my lover's portal. Jon
presses forward and the flared head of his cock passes through the petals
of my lover's rose, aided only by the saliva I had left on both.  Josh
moans, not of pain, but of fulfilled fantasy, as our best friend enters his
body.  Jon pauses, looking deeply into Josh's eyes.  "Tell me you want
this, Josh." Josh's eyes flash away to mine, and he mouths the words,
"Thank you," to me.

Josh whimpers, "I want this, Jon.  I want all of you inside me."

Jon takes his eyes off of Josh and looks at me, "Tell me you are giving me
your man, Dan." The thought cascades through my brain as I wrap my fingers
securely around Jon's throbbing member.  I am giving my man to another.
Things will never be the same.  Someone else will have experienced the
velvety softness of my partner's body.  I unconsciously stroke my own cock
as I watch our best friend hovering over the body of my lover, with just
his cock head sheathed in the petals of Josh's waiting rose.

My brain rattles with the reality that Josh wants this. I want this. Big
Bad Jon wants this, and Jon is about to be inside my lover. My hand around
his cock pulls him forward into the recesses of Josh's body.  As I feel my
fingers trapped between Jon's crotch hairs and Josh's hole, I pull my hand
away and Jon becomes completely sheathed in my lover, his balls resting on
Joshes spread ass, Josh arches his back as he is fully impaled on another
man's cock, a cock that is a little longer and a little thicker than my
own. I am hit with a moment of jealousy combined with lust. I know
everything that Jon is feeling as he slowly pulls out of Joshie, and then
stabs deep again. I marvel at the feelings Josh must be experiencing with
our best friend seven inches deep inside him, a place where no other man,
including me has ever gone.  I feel my hand stroking my own cock more
rapidly as I watch Jon fuck my Josh.

"Slow down, Dan," Jon warns me.  He reaches out to my stroking hand and
pulls it off of my raging cock.  He places it between Josh's legs with my
palm cupping Josh's balls and Jon's cock stabbing between my spread fingers
into Josh's hole, "I want you to feel me fucking Josh," he instructs as I
feel his already slimy serpentine cock slide inside my lover between my
spread fingers, with Jon's hairy pubis pressed jarringly against the top of
my hand with each inward thrust.  He continues to fuck Josh hard, my hand
acting as a cushion between two rutting men. "Let me watch you two kiss
while I fuck your man," he orders.  My mind is on overload as I feel each
thrust, and Josh moans into my mouth and wrestles with my probing tongue.
Josh's hand is stroking his own cock wildly in rhythm to Jon's pounding.
With my other hand I resume stroking my cock.  Sensory overload overtakes
the three of us.

"Okay, guys....let's cum together. It's all about timing."  Jon ratchets up
his thrusts and I feel his cock swell between my fingers, and I feel his
heavy load travel up his pulsating shaft into my lover.  Josh's semen
splatters over his body and mine as he too releases the pent up tensions
that Jon has created, and I find myself ejaculating onto his spasming body
as he is filled with Jon's seed.  Josh has never experienced orgasm with
another man, but now our best friend has bred my man deeper than he has
ever been bred.  Jon's seed joins my seed, left in my man the night before,
Josh is no longer just mine.  Someone else has shared the joy of his body,
felt the tight dampness of his hole, and inseminated him just as I have
been doing for years.  Is the boy still my boy, or is he now a man for the
world?

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