Date: Wed, 15 Aug 2001 18:50:35 EDT
From: Cnjshore9@aol.com
Subject: Peter, Paul, and Gary

This story contains graphic, erotic, and explicit
descriptions of sex between two men.  If you don't like that
kind of story, or it's illegal in your area, or you are too
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Peter, Paul, and Gary.


Have you ever noticed that sometimes a guy walking across
the street or in a crowd seems to just catch your eye?  Not
that he has anything special about him.but for some reason
or another he seems to stand out in your line of vision.
Well, it happens to me, and that was one of those times.

I had seen him several times in the cafeteria and walking in
from the employee parking lot.  The first time I saw him,
there was just "that thing" that attracted my attention.  He
looked to be in his mid-twenties, average height, rather
thin, and with short-cropped red hair.  I guess it was the
hair.there's just something about red-heads that seem to
attract me.  Since then I had seen him enough times, and
close enough, that I could do some rather extensive check-
outs.

He appeared to be, as they say, "in good shape", but
certainly no muscle-boy or gym-rat.  He had nice shoulders
and a little round ass that just kept hollering "come get
me".  The problem was, however, that because he was thin and
wore rather loose khaki pants, you just couldn't tell what
was "up front".  The best I could guess was that he probably
suffered from what my son's celtic friend used to call his
"Irish curse".   But the rest of him was just so tasty
looking -- and, besides, I'm not really a size-queen
either.so..

I usually stick to guys around my own age (50 or so), but
somehow lately I've been finding myself with the younger
ones as well.  Look . I'm 52, married, have a family of
grown kids, and am pretty content way back in my closet; but
I do like to "have a side trip" from time to time.
Normally, when a younger guy finds out my age and stats
(5'10" and 190#) it doesn't go much farther, and, as I said,
I'm not really looking for younger.  Of course, that's not
to say that I have a solid rule against it.  C'mon.let's be
reasonable.  Why should I turn it down if it's offered?
(as long as it is at least legal, that is)

Anyway..back to the story at hand.   I had been watching and
having a few fantasies over that cute little number, and
figured it would never go any farther.that's when one of
those beyond-your-wildest-dream happened.

I had just left the cafeteria and was walking back across
the plant site to my office.  To get there, I usually cut
through the warehouse and this time was no different.  But
just as I started across the driveway, that cute red-head
cut across from my left and went inside in front of me.
What happened next was beyond-point-1.  As he went in, he
turned to the right -- where I knew there was a men's
restroom--and, sure enough, as I came in the door and
looked, I saw the door to the restroom closing.

This was an opportunity that I wasn't going to pass up!  I
turned and went in the door myself.  Once inside, I went
around the wall to where I knew there were two urinals
hanging on the wall without any privacy shield between them.
Sure enough!! There he stood!!  He was at the one on the
right, so I moved up to his left, and keeping my eyes
straight ahead I unzipped my fly, took it out, and started
to go.

Slowly I glanced over in his direction.  He was doing the
usual stare-at-the-blank-wall-and-pretend-no-one-else-is-
there.  Then I looked down.  Oh, how nice!!  It was only a
few inches lying there in his half-opened right hand.  What
I could see was typical for a red-head -- very white and
pink with an evenly sloped and pointed strawberry head.
Just perfect for what I had in my mind!!  As I looked, the
stream coming out of it subsided and then there were a
couple spurts that signaled the final, forced emptying.  I
waited to see him lift it and put it away, but he didn't
move.  He just stood there with it lying on his hand.  Only
it seemed to be a little bit longer and fuller than before.
Was I dreaming?  Were my fantasies overriding what I
actually saw?

Then he turned and without trying to hide what he was doing,
he looked directly down at what was in my hand.  Then he
lifted his slightly and moved his hand in a half undersided
stroke.  This time I definitely saw it pulse and grow little
more.  The effect on me was almost immediate.  I went from
completely soft to two-thirds erect in about two seconds.
His rising tool pulsed again and was now standing out
noticeably.  It was even starting to lift slightly off his
hand.  I closed my hand around mine and stroked it a couple
times.  He did the same.  Things were definitely looking up
-- at least they were sure starting to point up!!

Then he backed up about a foot and turned toward me.  "I've
seen you checking me out and obviously wondering.  so, what
do you think?"

It took me a couple seconds to recover from that shock!!
Things like this just don't happen.and, besides,  I thought
I was more subtle than that.  He knew I had been looking him
over??  I could feel my face filling with blood and turning
bright red.  I finally managed to choke out an answer.
"Nice."

If it was possible, I turned even redder.  What kind of an
answer was that?  "Nice."  It was beautiful!!! It was
everything I thought it would be!  Yes, it was only about
six inches, but that's plenty big for whatever I might want
to do with it.  .but, hell, you can't just say that out
loud, can you?

Pushing his hips forward and moving his hand away, he
presented it to me and I took his cue and reached out for
it.  It was warm and oh so soft to the touch.but he must
have had lots of iron in his blood. because that thing was
as hard as a steel rod!!  When you spend most of your time
with other middle-agers, you tend to forget just how hard a
young fellow can get!  He reminded me of that, big time!!

Taking a big chance, but remembering that there was a wall
blocking the sight from the door and you can hear someone
coming, I squatted down and swallowed the whole thing!!  It
fit perfectly into my mouth and just touched the top of my
throat without triggering any gag reflex.  I felt him
shudder, then moan lightly and say, "Oooohhh, yesssss...
that's good."

My mouth, lips, tongue, and throat were all at work on that
rigid staff and its soft, rubbery head.  By now he had both
his hands behind my head and he was working his hips to make
sure he got (I got) every bit of it.  You sure didn't hear
me complaining.  I was sucking.  My head was bobbing.  My
tongue was running up and down the shaft and then curling
around the head to rasp the sensitive spot in its 'v' and
then dipping into the open, swollen piss slit hoping for a
taste of his sweet nectar.

Suddenly, I felt him inhale, hold it, then stiffen all over.
His fingers curled into my hair and his back arched.  There
was no doubt in either of our minds what was about to
happen.  Then it did!!!  I felt his rock-hard tool jerk
upward against the roof of my mouth.  Then the head swelled
to the point that it seemed ready to split in half.  His
whole body spasmed and then went totally rigid.

The first eruption of steamy hot balljuice filled my mouth
and spurted against the top of my throat.  I swallowed.
What I could taste was wonderfully sweet and starchy.  Then
my mouth was flooded again!  By the time I could swallow
that, there was more.then more.  It's amazing how much a
young set of balls can produce!!  I would swear there was at
least a cup of his delicious spunk that went into my mouth
and down my throat.  Slowly his monumental orgasm subsided.
I still kept him in my mouth and sucked it until there was
nothing left.  Finally I opened and let him drop out.  By
then he was totally spent and soft.  I leaned forward and
licked the few drops I saw still shining just under the rim
of the head and right on the lips of its slit.  Then I stood
up, but couldn't resist the temptation of reaching back down
and giving that now shiny, red object of joy a quick grab
and squeeze.

"My apartment is only a couple miles from here.  Maybe you
can stop by after work and we can really finish this the
right way," he started.

"I.well.unhh.." I started to stammer.  I really wanted to go
home with him.  There was definitely some 'unfinished
business' as far as I was concerned.   "unhh.what time do
you usually leave?  I'm kind of on a tight schedule after
work.  don't get me wrong. I do want to...it's just that."

"Well, I usually get out about 4:30, but I can make it about
4:00 if that's better for you."

"Oh.yeah.that would be perfect!  I'll meet you in the
parking lot at 4:00..??.."

"Great!  ..  By the way, my name's Paul."

"I'm Peter."

"I know..I already checked you out.  I hope you don't mind."

".would be a little late, if I did.  But, no.   In fact, I'm
a bit flattered.  Why did you do that?"

"When I figured out that you really were looking at me --
and not just staring off into space -- I decided to do
something about it.  Apparently, though, you did it before I
did."

"How do you figure that?"

"When you followed me into here.  That wasn't just an
accident was it?"

"Truthfully, no.  I did 'follow you in'.but it was just with
hoping to check out the you-know-what."

"Well, my you-know-what is sure glad you did.and I hope my
you-know-what is going to get a lot 'gladder', if you know
what I mean."

"I think I know what you mean.  And, believe me, I would be
happy to make your you-know-what a whole hell of a lot
'gladder'.  But we better get out of here now..  I'll see
you at 4:00."

"At 4:00", he repeated as I went out the door.

...

At 3:55 I was standing in the parking lot looking out over
the cars to see if Paul was already out there.  He wasn't.
But at 4:00 exactly, I saw him come through the gate and
head towards me.

"I'm right down there in the black Acura.  Where are you?"

"Over two lanes.. The old Pontiac.  I'll follow you."

"Okay.  It's not far and not difficult even with the
traffic.  If I lose you, I'll find a place to pull over
until you catch up.  We're going up to the big intersection
and then turning right.  About four blocks down, we'll make
a left turn into the apartment complex.  I'm number 431-A.
Okay?"

"Okay.  Let's go.  Time's a-wastin'."

"Yeah.and we want all the time we can get," he replied as he
turned to walk to his car.

There weren't any problems as I followed him out of the
parking lot and over to where he motioned me into a
'visitor' parking space.  Getting out, I followed him up to
the door as he was unlocking it, and then we went inside.

"You got any roommates?" I asked.  Still a little hesitant
and worried about 'getting caught'.

"Nah. it's just me here, so you don't have to worry about
any 'interruptions'.  Now let's get this show on the road!"

As he said the last few words, he began to pull his polo
shirt up and over his head.  I just stood there and watched.
Those were the two brightest pink nipples I think I've ever
seen.  They just begged to be kissed and licked.so I moved
over to him and put my mouth right on top of the left one.
"MMMmmmm" he responded as he pulled the shirt the rest of
the way over his head.

My hands had already begun to slide over his chest and
torso, moving around his back and then up to his shoulders.
I could feel his nipple starting to harden against my
tongue, so I moved to the other side and started to work on
the right one.   I pulled my right hand around from his back
and began to massage and tweak the hardened left nipple that
I had left behind.  "MMMmmmmmMMM" he hummed again.

I felt him reaching between us to unbuckle his belt.  As
soon as I heard it clink and knew it was free, I could feel
him unbuttoning the top of his khakis.  I reached down with
both hands and moved his hands away.  "Here, let me do
that," I said as I caught the zipper pull between my finger
and thumb and started to push it down.

As my right hand slid the zipper down, I turned its back
toward him and could feel the already hardening tube of man
flesh under the cloth.  When I had the zipper down, I moved
my hands up over the beltline and,
palms against his skin, I slid my hands down inside his
slacks along both hips.  Reaching around, I cupped those
beautiful little buns in my hands.  Damn!! They felt just as
good as they looked!!

Lifting my face from his now pencil-eraser-hard nipple, I
stood up and pulled him against me -- groin-to-groin -- and
rubbed my own throbbing muscle against his.  Even through
the layers of cloth that separated us, I could feel the heat
of his excitement and the pulse of his heart in that
impossibly hard rod in his pants.

Stepping back, I pulled my own shirt up and over my head,
leaving my t-shirt on (I'm a little self-conscious about
going full naked all at once).  Then I unbuckled my belt,
opened my pants button and fly and let them drop.  As I
stepped out of my pants and shoes, he mirrored my actions,
until we were standing there face-to-face.  Him in only his
tight, grey boxer briefs and me in my plaid boxers and t-
shirt.

He moved over to me and this time he reached up under my t-
shirt and began to rub both my nipples with his two hands.
Then he reached down and pulled the bottom of my t-shirt up
until it was stopped under my armpits.  He closed the last
two inches between us and pulled me against him so that I
could feel his two hard little nipples rubbing into my
chest.  I put my arms around him and pulled him even tighter
to me.

As I looked at his sparkling green eyes, he tilted his head
slightly and I felt his lips touch mine.  At first they
stayed only barely touching.  Then he moved his head forward
and pressed them tightly against mine.  His head began to
move, crushing his mouth against mine.  The fingers on his
hands that had been sliding softly up and down my back
curled in and began to dig in.  His jaw moved and his teeth
parted, opening the way for his tongue to begin to probe
against my lips.

I opened my mouth slightly and in a flash his tongue was
inside and searching.  It's tip slid across the roof of my
mouth and then to the side.  Then it pressed its way under
the edge of my own tongue and lifted and curled it in a
snake-like embrace.  His hips were grinding their way
against mine and I could feel the heat of his lower body
like a fire against me.   His arms tightened around me even
more and mine replied in kind.  It was as if we were trying
to get inside one another.to merge into one hot mass of
erotic excitement.

"In here," he managed to mutter as he backed away and turned
toward the door to my left.  "On the bed..now.please."

I didn't answer.  Hell, I couldn't have uttered an
intelligible sound if I tried.  His left hand had hold of my
right hand and I let him lead (pull?) me over through the
door and to the edge of the bed.

As our knees touched the edge of the mattress.  He turned to
me, reached out, grabbed the elastic waistband of my boxers
and pulled them down.  Then he turned me, pushing on my
chest, and I fell onto my back on the bed.  He reached down
and pulled his own shorts down.  Stepping out of them, I
watched as his gorgeous white and pink joyrod swung freely
from side to side.  I knew right then just where I wanted
that pulsing, hard piece of meat!!

As he stepped between my legs that were hanging over the
edge of the bed, I thought I was about to get my wish.  But
he had other ideas right then.  Leaning forward over me, and
putting a hand on each side of my head, he leaned in and let
his raging hard cock slide in right against my own.  I could
feel the brush of his balls against mine.  Then he started
to rock against me.

I raised my legs and put my feet on the edge of the
mattress, trapping him in the 'v' formed by my upper legs
and knees.  He spread his feet out a little to get better
height and purchase and continued to rub himself against me
. cock-to-cock and balls to balls.   That little redhead was
h-h-hot-t-t!

His eyes were clamped shut and I could tell he was totally
into the sensations from the friction between our groins and
out legs.  Then he opened his eyes, leaned forward more and
planted his lips back onto mine.  His tongue pressed its way
into my mouth and began its relentless searching and
probing.  The feeling of his two rod-like appurtenances (his
tongue and his cock) both rubbing onto and into me had me in
a near frenzy of eroticism and passion.

"NNnnnnnnnggghhhhhhhh," was the only sound I could make.
And make it I did!!!  A half-dozen times.or more!!  My body
was on fire!!!  I wanted him so badly!!!  I wanted him
inside me!!!!  I wanted him to plow my love tunnel until I
screamed!!!

Finally I was able to break away for a second.  As soon as
my mouth was free from his incredible kisses, I whispered,
"Oh, god, Paul.  Oh.  Please..  Fuck me!!  Now!!!  I want
you to fuck me!!!  Hurry!!! I need you inside me!!
Please..."

He pulled away and stood up.  Again I saw that beautiful rod
swinging in the breeze.  Only now it was an angry red.  It
wanted something more just as much as I did!!  Turning to
the night stand, he opened the drawer and pulled out a tube
of something.  Opening the top, he squeezed a large drop of
it into his right palm.  He didn't bother to close it.  He
just tossed it back in the drawer and began to rub the
glistening, oily looking lube all over his cock.  In a flash
he was back standing between my legs.

I grabbed my knees and pulled them up to my chest and
shoulders to open myself for him.  With no further ado,
using his right hand to point it to its target, he pushed
the fiery red strawberry against the entryway to my pulsing
manpussy.  As I said before, the head was perfect!! It just
slid right in.  There was no pain at all.  Just that
wonderful feeling you get as the invader starts its way into
you.  It's that feeling that makes a bottom want to be a
bottom.  I can't really describe it.  It just makes you feel
wonderful all over!!!

He didn't hesitate to lean in and push forward all the way.
It only took a couple seconds and all his six inches were
imbedded right up to the pubic hilt.  Fireworks went off in
my brain!!!  Slowly he began to rock . out then back in..out
then back in.  In about a half minute, he was working with a
perfectly timed fucking rhythmn.  Every inch of my
body.every pore.was tingling in ecstacy!!

Slowly he used his hands to push me further back onto the
bed so that he could climb up onto it with his knees.  Then
leaning forward and laying his chest onto mine, he began to
pound my ass with a smooth, but powerful, coupling.

My mind had gone completely out into space.  The sensations
of his blood-filled roto-rooter driving into my insides were
overwhelming.  When they say it's not the size it's the
talent.they definitely are talking about this boy!!  He was
moving in just such a way that each time he pushed back in,
the tip of his cock dipped and rode across my prostate
sending a wave of electricity through my balls, up my spine,
and down the back of my legs into my feet.  I was thrusting
myself up each time to meet his incoming ramrod.  We were
reduced to a well-oiled fucking machine!!

I could feel his lusty rod sliding inside pushing its way
through the folds and valleys of my chute.  I was, as
consciously as possible, working my inner muscles to grip
and hold him as tightly as possible to both feel that
driving force and to give him as much pleasure as I possibly
could.  I envisioned it as a hot, slick glove wrapped around
his love muscle into which he was trying to pour out his
balls full of hot cum.  And I wanted him to fill my ass with
twice as much of that wonderful ballbatter as he had
unloaded into my mouth earlier.

The speed of his thrusts had increased.  However, the
strokes were much shorter now.  He only pulled out about an
inch before he slammed his way back in.  The pistoning was
now building to a climax.  It wasn't going to be long before
he hit the edge and flew into space.  I waited expectantly.
I wanted to know when he got there.  All my senses were
keyed and tuned to a new height..waiting.wishing. When?
When?

Suddenly, he rammed himself into me harder than ever before.
Then he froze!  "Ooooohhhhhhhh, boy!!!  OOOoooooohhhhh,
man!!  OOOooooooooohhhhh, shit!!!!   Here it
cumzzzzzzzzz!!!!!  I'm shoooooting!!  I'm going to blow your
hole wide open!!!  Ooooooohhhhh  my  goddddd!!!!  I'm
ccccuuummminnngggg!!"

With a quick wiggle of his ass between my legs, I could feel
shock waves shooting throughout his body.  Then I felt it
let go!!!  That rigid little pipe in my ass jerked and
swelled..then erupted!!!  I could feel load after load of
his steaming, pearly-white jizm as it spurted into my
cavity, ricocheting off the walls and building into a lake
inside me.  More and more of it came!!!  I do believe he was
doubling his earlier quantity!!!  I started to wonder if he
was going to shoot his balls, brains, and eyeballs into me.
I have never had someone give me so much cream!!!!  I nearly
started to cry I was so overwhelmed.

Then he stopped and dropped on top of me.  There wasn't an
ounce of starch left in his body.  I leaned my head up and
kissed the top of his.  "Thank you," I whispered.  "It's
been a long, long time since I had anything even nearly as
good as that.  You are one fine fucker."

"That was one hell of show, bro'."

I damned near jumped out of my skin.  Who said that??!!!??

Lifting my head back up, I looked toward the door.  What I
saw had to be a dream. please!!!

Turning his head so he could see, Paul just said, "Oh.. Hi,
Gary.  What are you doing here?"

Gathering what few wits I had left, I managed to croak out,
"Who's that.. I thought you said you didn't have any
roommates?  What's going on?"

As he slid back over the edge of the bed and stood up, Paul
answered: "Oh.  That's my brother Gary.  He has a key, but I
didn't expect him to drop by today."

Grabbing the edge of a blanket, I pulled it over me -- in
some curious effort to hide what was going on I suppose.
"But..."

"Oh, don't worry 'bout Gary.. He's okay.  He's into this
too. .  Actually, he's bi.not completely gay like me.  I
guess more like you."

"Oh.." was about all I could get out.  There's something
about a situation like this that takes away any vocabulary
you used to have.

As I watched, Gary began to unbutton his shirt and then he
stripped down to nothing but a pair of red striped bikini
briefs.  What I saw made me go weak all over.  They may be
brothers, but you'd never guess.  Well, maybe the red hair
was the same, but nothing else was.  This guy was probably
ten years older than his brother, was about six inches
taller, and outweighed him by at least fifty pounds or more.
And muscles. this fellow had muscles!!!  He definitely spent
time at the gym.  .and those briefs had to be size L to
stretch around what he had between his legs!!!  It appeared
to be triple what little brother had!

"Hey, Paulie.. You got him all warmed up?  We haven't done
this in a long time."

"Unh..what?.." I stammered.

"You and me," he said.  "I get sloppy seconds.  But that's
what I like.  ..and besides, I saw little brother shoot his
load, but as far as I can tell you haven't yet.  Aren't you
ready for some more 'funtime'?"

"Well.. I sort of lost the mood when you showed up."

"So..give me a few minutes, and I'll bet you're back in the
mood in no time."

With that he rolled his briefs down and off and what I saw
definitely jump started my motor again.  It was a duplicate
of what had been standing out from between Paul's legs a
short while ago..just a size XL of it!!  It had to be about
eight inches long and maybe twice as wide as Paul's.
Wide..but not too wide for me to give it a shot.

"Okay.  Mister bigshot . or should I say Mister bigcock.
come on over," I challenged.

He walked over to the bed and stood there between my legs in
the same position his brother had been in only a half-hour
or so earlier.  Reaching down with his right hand, he
grabbed his monster tool and began to rub it on my balls and
up and down the crack between them and my now dripping
asshole.  Spreading the mixture of lube and his brother's
cum back and forth, he got the head of his cock completely
covered with the shiny, slick goo.

"You ready?" he asked.   Then without waiting for a
response, he pushed it against my sphincter and I felt it
begin to spread and stretch the lips as they tried to
accommodate this larger intruder.

Thinking "open wide" I pushed out as I have so often been
told to do.  This time there was some pain.  Not much,
because I had already been well prepped and readied.  Then I
felt it enter.  As soon as the head had passed the tight
ring of muscle, the pain stopped and the feelings of a good
fuck began to flood my head and body.

Slower this time, he pressed his way inward until I felt the
brush of his pubes against the bottom of my balls.  He
gyrated his hips and stirred my insides as he adjusted his
stance to start his turn on this ride.  In little movements
he began to withdraw and then reenter.  Each time, he
withdrew just a little more than the time before until only
the head remained inside the grip of my asshole.  This guy
had been around and he damned sure knew what he was doing!!!
His brother was good -- and I'd certainly let him back in
sometime (actually anytime) -- but I sure wouldn't turn this
one down again either!!  [am I that much of a slut?]

Pretty soon he lifted me further back on the bed and was on
his knees between mine.  I wondered if he had taught that
technique to his brother, or vice-versa, or was it just
coincidence.  Anyway, as he really 'got down to business', I
was enjoying the hell out of it!!  This was an A-number-one
ride.  The stretching from his brother's earlier turn had
only made it that much better for this one.  He still filled
it completely, and I could feel the walls stretching and
then returning as he drove in and then backed out.  The same
sensation of the head riding across my prostate was there
too.

As he began to pick up the pace, he put his hands on each
side of my face and leaned forward to me.  As our lips met,
I felt the pressure of his tongue, pushing its way to tell
me to let it in.  As I opened my teeth, it filled my mouth.
Again I was being filled from both ends, only this time it
was bigger and, I guess, more manly.  My hormones went
wild!!  I wrapped my legs around his back and dug my heels
into his ass cheeks, pulling down and up to hold him as far
into me as I could get him.  My arms wrapped around his
massive shoulders and my hands met at the back of his head
and pulled his face tighter against mine.  Yes. I was
definitely "back in the mood".  "MMmmmmmmmmmm" I managed to
moan lightly.

What I was doing elicited an immediate reaction.  His mouth
moved in harder against mine.  The probings and wanderings
of his tongue stopped and it was thrust fully and widely
into my mouth.  ..and he responded to my sounds with his
own, "mmmmMMMmmmmmmmm".   Pulling his face away for the
moment, he whispered, "Stay with me, baby.  Hang in there
and let's fly."  Then his mouth was back on top of mine.
This time, I pushed my tongue into his mouth -- as much and
as far as it would go.  He latched onto it and began to suck
it like a hungry calf on its mother's teet.

At the same time, his hips began to rise and fall faster and
faster.  I had to hold on tight with my heels to keep him
inside me.  "NNNNnnnnnnnngggggggghhhhhhhh" he repeated
several times as he slammed himself in between my legs.  I
could feel that wonderful ramrod shoving its way around
inside me.  I only wanted it more and more.

Faster and harder his ass began to piston between my legs!!!
Then he pulled his knees forward, lifting himself and my ass
upward off the mattress as his pounding reached the peak of
frenzy.  He had broken the kiss and his head was now pulled
up and his back was arched.  He was on the home stretch!
Pound! Ram! Slam! Push! Pound! His ass was using all that
muscle to drive his straining meat further and deeper!! My
rational thought was gone again!!  All I could think about
was the image of his pounding manmeat as it pistoned in and
out of my fuck chute.  I could sense and picture the head as
it drove its way through the pink wet sleeve of my insides,
ready and wanting to deliver its hot lava into me.

This time I reached between us and grabbed my own swollen,
throbbing manhood.  Stroking it wildly I started to moan and
lift my ass even further up from the mattress.  Then it
blew!!!!!  I shot a wad of white, sticky cum out through the
slit at the end and into the space between our abs and
bellies.  As I did, I felt my asshold tighten with a death
grip around the shaft of Gary's marvelous pounding rod.

That was all it took.  I felt him shudder and heard a soft
mewling sound as he lifted me a full foot higher and I could
feel my insides being drenched by his magnificent eruption.
"Oh, yeah!!  Baby!!! I'm filling you with a gallon of the
best jiz you ever got!!"

"Yeah.  Stud.  You do know how to fuck!!  You give me every
inch and every drop you can you incredible hulk, you!   I
want enough of your cum to swim in!!!  Fuck it out, babe.
Fuck it out!!!"

We were matching each other's shots.. one for one.  Each
time I felt myself send another load into the space between
us, I could feel my sphincter contract, and then feel the
jump, swell, and spasm of his hose inside me as it also
squeezed off another round.  After about six or seven of
them, I felt him relax and lower me back onto the mattress.
Then he lay on top of me much as his brother had before.
Turning his head he looked over toward the chair where I now
saw Paul sitting.  "You found a good one, bro'," he said.
"See if you can't hang onto this one for a while."

"I plan to, big guy," he replied.  "I sure plan to."

".and I'm gonna let you.  Both of you!!  If you'll let me,
you can be damn sure, I'll be back here for more of this."

Without saying anything else, Gary started to lift himself
off me and slide back toward the edge of the bed.  But,
rather than standing up right away, he bent forward and
enveloped my now totally-spent cock with his hot mouth.
Sucking on it for only a few seconds, he lifted his head,
smacked his lips, and added: "and he tastes good too!"

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Another story by CNJShore9.   Hope you enjoyed it.  If you
did, let me know.  If not, I'll accept your constructive
criticisms.but flames will be extinguished.