Date: Fri, 24 Oct 2003 15:46:10 -0700 (PDT)
From: T T
Subject: Hot College Threesome 2

When Michelle came back into the living room she let out an appreciative
moan. "Boys..." she smiled, "don't start without me..." But instead of
getting on the couch Michelle sat on the floor with her back on the
couch. Then she shot us both seductive looks, "It's been a long day..."
she cooed, "...I think I need a massage; why don't you guys get to work,"
she smiled, and laid her long hair on the front of her shoulder, so that
her luscious tan back was exposed. Just the sight of her shoulders was
enough to get me totally hard. Brad and I got a bottle of baby oil, and
poured it on her shoulders. I got her left and he got her right. Michelle
starting moaning right away. Brad took the initiative and unzipped the
back of her dress; Michelle's tan, firm and feminine body stood out
against the dazzling white of her dress, and now most of her back was
exposed. Pretty soon it was shining with oil; "Boys...you guys should
start a masseuse class," she said, smiling, and eyes half-closed. Pretty
soon her dress was crumpled and folded around her waist, as we spread the
baby oil on her firm breasts and fit stomach, and massaged. Both Brad and
I were sporting major wood in our boxers; we started licking Michelle's
nipples, I got her left, and Brad got her right. All of a sudden Michelle
grasped our cocks through the boxers and started massaging us in turn; I
gasped, and Michelle and Brad shared a chuckle. "Getting excited Dave,"
Michelle shot me a seductive look that almost had me cumming in her hand.
I started nuzzling and biting lightly at her neck, while Brad did the
same for her shoulder. Michelle was slowly jacking us off and made small
moans of pleasure. I could see, in the mirror of the far side of the
living room, that my and Brad's bodies were slightly covered in the oil
too now, which made things so much hotter; Brad's tan muscles looked
awesome oiled as he kissed and carressed Michelle's shoulder. Looking at
him, I realized he had yet again taken the initiative and was already
fingering Michelle's pussy. This was the reason she had started to moan
much louder. I was a bit worried now about what he had said the day
before...that it would be hard to keep up with him; but the whole thing
was turning me on too, so I decided just to go with it and have fun.

The feeling of Michelle's fingers and nails slowly pumping my meat was
turning me totally hot, and I figured it was the same for Brad. Soon
Michelle turned to me and gave me a full-mouth kiss, and we wrestled
tongue for a while. Then she turned to Brad and did the same with him;
through this he kept fingering her pussy expertly with two fingers, so
she got really into kissing him. She bit at his lower lip in total heat,
and then they licked each other tongues for a while. Seeing my girlfriend
open-mouth kiss with another guy was really turning me on for some
reason, and more so since the other guy was Brad. Michelle soon turned
and gave me the same open-mouth treatment, and I felt her tongue tickle
mine. Like I said, I was about to burst throughout this whole episode,
and only by really making an effort was I able to control myself. I
wanted this to last. There was techno music lightly playing in the
background, and the lights were dim, so it was perfect. Soon, however,
Michelle started spreading the oil on our bodies and she licked my chest
and stomach, and also Brad's. She was really getting into having two guys
at her disposal. The sight of her sharp, beautiful tongue licking and
tickling Brad's muscular pecs and the ridges of his oiled abs almost had
me shooting again...I would have if her hand was still on my cock, but
now she was using each hand to lower our boxers. She downright gasped
when Brad's thick monster sprang up and slapped his hard abs with a
sound. Soon our boxers were at our knees, which is also where Michelle's
dress ended up, we had totally undressed her; Brad had basically ripped
off her sexy thong panties; Michelle grabbed my cock, but did not jack it
(I would have come if she had) while she licked the tip of Brad's huge
dick. Pretty soon she was licking the thick, vertical shaft up and down
as Brad lay back against the couch, a look of pleasure and ecstasy in his
face. His oiled, muscled chest was heaving as he felt Michelle's lush
mouth worship and tease his cock. Brad lay one muscular arm on the couch,
while he rested the other one lightly on the back of Michelle's neck.
Soon Michelle, looking straight into Brad's eyes, engulfed the head of
his great cock in her hot mouth; I could see a smug look of total
pleasure in Brad as he looked into my girlfriend's eye while she was
taking his cock in her mouth. Seeing the girl I had gone out with for the
past few months go down on this oiled, muscular hunk who was my main
competitor on the swimming team really got me charged and hot for some
reason, and I was about to come, so I released myself from Michelle's
grip. This allowed her to use both hands to explore Brad's oily, defined
abs and muscular thighs and ass. I could see she was really getting
turned on and getting into sucking Brad's dick. Now I only had a view of
her from behind, so I could see her perfect tan ass and her long black
hair bobbing up and down in front of Brad's awesome eight-pack. I was
surprised, and flattered, when Michelle yanked herself away from his hips
and lunged to mine. She took my cock in her mouth at once, almost to the
root, and I could feel her hot tongue swirling around the shaft. I moaned
and also fell with my back to an armchair. The feeling of Michelle's
mouth on my cock as she explored my oily, fit body with her hands and
nails was driving me crazy; I could see Brad in front smiling back at me
like a fox, but friendly. His light blond hair, which stood out yellow
against his tan body was slightly wet with sweat now, and sticking to his
forehead. "Feel good, man?" he asked me, smiling. "Ogh...fuck yah..." I
moaned as I snapped my head back. I was even about to come, but Brad's
voice reminded Michelle that we had a guest here, with a hot cock to
boot, so she stopped making love to mine and lunged back at his. Her
oily, tan, firm body, with a great full, but firm ass and breasts looked
the best I could ever remember at this point. Brad and I had moved
closer, and he had a hand around my shoulder, and for the next few
minutes Michelle went back and forth from his cock to mine. She really
had to adjust her lips to take in the full girth of his thick cock, and I
was surprised and totally hot to see she was able to do that. Also, Brad
had started to carress my shoulder with the tips of his fingers, and that
was driving me almost over the edge too. I was in total ecstasy; he had a
slight smile of satisfaction on his face as he looked at Michelle engulf
his cock.

Michelle, I noticed, though in a haze, I was so turned on, was spending a
lot more time in the intervals she was going down on Brad than on me.
Pretty soon, he had grabbed the back of her head and was pumping her
mouth up and down on his long, thick, hot cock. Michelle, I could see,
was making every effort to oblige and deep-throated him to the max,
slightly gagging and chocking on the head of his battering ram. She
looked up, wide eyed, to his face, and he looked back at her with a smug
sense of pleasure, and this totally turned me on. I was pretty close,
only inches away from Michelle's face, and I didn't know what to make of
it when Brad released my shoulder and in fact even pushed me away a bit
with the side of his strong forearm. Then he used his now-free hand, to
join the other one on the back of Michelle's head, and pump her
two-handed down on his powerful tool. Michelle was going totally wild
with ecstasy while sucking Brad's cock, I could see, and hand her hands
running everywhere on his body, feeling his oily, rippling muscles. I was
left pretty much on the side, and starting jacking off, but slow. It was
totally driving me hot for some weird reason to see Michelle, the girl I
basically lived with, go down on my cocky rival for the swimming team.
And it also turned me on that he was moving in, taking over, that he had
pushed me away...this drove me way hot, and I didn't understand why...I
mean, I knew I _should_ have gone behind her and taken her pussy now, but
somehow I remained paralyzed watching her take the full length of Brad's
cock over and over again.

Pretty soon Brad was about to come, I could see, his body was getting
tense; so he took 'chelle's head off his thick cock, with a pop. Strands
of spit were running from her lips to the tip of Brad's dick, and his
shaft glistened with her saliva. "Fuckk...." Brad said softly, looking
down at her..."lick my balls, Michelle," he told her, and she did. While
Michelle was licking and sucking wildly at Brad's balls, he was still
looking slightly down at her, and said, "Ogh, fuck man...I can see why
you like this bitch...fuuuck...she's a fucking expert at giving head,
dude...had to stop before I shot down your girl's throat, Dave...wanna
make this last...oh yeah," he said, slightly smiling.

Soon though Brad, raised Michelle up by the back of her head and kissed
her deeply. I could see his tongue must have been like halfway down her
throat. Michelle was totally covered in oil and sweat, and I could see
things were getting pretty hot...she ran her hands all over his body,
feeling the muscles on his back and ass. Then Brad took her by her
armpits and even sort of threw her lightly on the couch. I could see from
behind now as Brad stood up and then lay over Michelle's sprawled body.
Then it happened; Brad pinned down Michelle's hands, with his left
hand, on the backrest of the couch and used his powerful, muscled tan
thighs to spread her legs. I saw his tight muscle-ass descend and
contract as he used his right hand to guide his cock into my girlfriend's
hot pussy. Michelle at this point surprised and shocked me with a loud
screech. "Oohhh faack, Brad! Your cock's so fuckin' huge!" Brad said
nothing as he worked in more of his cock, stretching Michelle's pussy
more than it had ever been. Michelle now moaned and screamed incoherently
in pain and pleasure; she kept exclaiming, "Brad, your fuckin' cock's so
THICK!!!" I even thought she might be in pain or trouble, but she made no
effort to stop him, and I was just getting too turned on watching Brad
fill my girlfriend with his huge cock to do anything. In fact, I'm sure
she was having the time of her life. I watched for a few minutes from
behind as the muscles in Brad's back and ass contracted and relaxed as he
gave my girl the fucking of her days; she was moaning like a bitch in
heat, incoherently, and kept repeating how his cock was so huge, how he
was so fucking strong. "Fuckin' A yah Brad, take me with your giant
cock....oh fuuuuck!" Michelle moaned and screeched. "That tight pussy's
all yours, stud!" Michelle liked to talk dirty, and it was getting me
trembling, I was so hot to hear her talk dirty to this cocky stud. He had
been right. Brad had moved in, and I couldn't keep up; I was transfixed
on everything he was doing to her, the power of his awesome muscles and
body taking over my girl. This threesome had become pretty much a
twosome, as I was left on the side, jacking my hungry cock. But it gave a
total thrill for some reason to see Brad totally rule the day like that.
It was great for Michelle too, I know it, to have this stud fuck her
silly while I watched helpless. Pretty soon Michelle had a huge orgasm,
basically screeching so loud I'm sure all the neighbors were on to us.
Her legs were up in the air now, brushing Brad's powerful fit sides, as
he grabbed her hips and slammed home into her, his hips moving fast and
making loud slapping sounds as they hit hers. Brad kept goading her on
throughout her orgasm...."You gonna cum for me? Huh Michelle?" With every
question he slammed harder into her, but only his hips moved, his upper
body remained pretty relaxed and motionless. "You gonna cum for me in
front of your boyfriend, huh?" This is when she started screeching. Brad
kept repeating "Yeah, yeah, yeah," throughout her ecstatic orgasm, but in
an aggressive way that really turned me (and her) on. Michelle's orgasm
would have driven any other guy over the edge, I'm sure, but Brad just
kept going.though more slowly now. I actually got up to get closer and
watch, but when I got close Brad pushed me away with his elbow. For some
weird reason, this cocky act gave me a thrill, and I started jacking off
furiously watching his thick cock go in and out of Michelle's pussy. "Got
a hot fuckin' tight cunt, ohh shit yeah..." Brad moaned.

Michelle's total orgasm was pretty much over now, but Brad didn't stop
there. For the next half hour or so, he put on a real show. He fucked
Michelle bent over a couch, over a chair, and up against the living room
wall. He even cock-walked her, lightly slapping her firm ass, to the
kitchen and gave her a good fuck in front of the sink while she watched,
in the mirror in front of them, his handsome face and body go at her from
behind. Meanwhile, I was still standing, watching, slowly jerking myself
off. Brad's power and masculinity were amazing, and I just felt
privileged to watch him. That hour it was like he taught me a real lesson
about how to fuck a girl---my girl, in this case. I even think Michelle
caught my eye in the kitchen sink mirror and smiled at me wickedly. She
was totally getting off on being ravaged like that in front of me, while
I watched with my dick in my hand.

Brad eventually came into her hot pussy while he had her pinned in the
air to the wall of our bedroom, where the fuck marathon had taken them.
Michelle was a total mess, sweaty and oiled, and I could see his ass
muscles contract as he pumped my girlfriend's hot pussy with loads of
cum. All the while Michelle was screeching through another one of the
many orgasms she had that night, the biggest one yet this time: "Fill me
with your hot cum Brad! OOoh fuck yeah, fuckin' take that pussy with your
cock, stud!!" she moaned and yelled on incoherently. This continued for
more than a minute as he spurted up her insides again and again. Then
they full-mouthed kissed for a little while, and then, still with his
cock inside her, Brad, still basically carrying her, threw her down on
our bed, a total mess, and slowly took his thick tool out of her hungry
pussy. I looked at Michelle...it looked basically like she was in a
trance or coma of pleasure, laying back, eyes half closed, sweaty, oiled,
breathing heavily, a satisfied smile on her face. Sex with Michelle and I
had always been hot, even wild, but I had never been able to satisfy her
like this; it took Brad to bring her to this level, and the thought that
my rival had so totally cock-blocked me in this threesome and showed her
a better time than I ever could, was totally driving me hot, and I didn't
know what to do.

Brad stood up in front of the bed where he had thrown the totally-fucked
Michelle--our bed--and stretched, showing off his oiled unbelievable
defined muscles. His dick was still hard and he looked totally amazing;
his face was slightly flushed, though it was not completely red, because
he was tan; his hair was pretty sweaty, and sticking to his forehead. He
smiled at me. "Enjoy the show, Dave?" He smiled. "Told you wouldn't be
able to keep up, babe," he smirked, and walked by me, slapping my ass. My
cock twitched when he did this. Brad went to the corner of the bedroom,
where he slightly wiped his face off with one of my shirts. I was still
transfixed looking at his muscles. Brad turned around, a cocky, smug grin
still playing on his boyish, handsome face. "So'd you like to see me fuck
your girl silly dude?" I looked back at him, totally in heat, not knowing
what to say. I was sort of embarassed by the question though. "Looks like
you did," he answered his own question, and smacked the tip of my cock
with two fingers from his right hand. "Your dick says it all, bro..." My
cock just about burst when he touched me. Then I noticed he was looking
at Michelle again. I looked at her too...she was in the same condition.
"Looks like she's worn out, man," said Brad. "Too bad..." he looked down
at his thick cock, still rigid and demanding. It was still covered with
Michelle's pussy juices, and the thought of what he had just done to her
totally thrilled me again. "...who's gonna take care of this?" He smiled,
suggestively at me. It was clear what he meant. At this point, I sort of
panicked... "Uhm...I don't know what you're saying Brad..." I was
speaking with pauses and stops, I was still so turned on. "...I mean...I
don't do that, I'm not gay..." He smirked at me and walked by. I thought
he had dropped the whole thing, but in fact as he was walking by, he
grabbed my wrist, and led me toward and armchair. It was easy for him to
lead me like that, more like a rag doll, since I was still weak and limp
from being so turned-on. Brad sat confidently smiling down on my
armchair, still holding on to my wrist, legs spread open. Then he applied
so much pressure to my wrist that it got really painful, and I ended up
kneeling right in front of him. I had an inkling of where all this was
going.

"Suck my dick, man," said Brad, casually, but with a slight tone of
command in his voice. I hesitated. "Come on Dave....don't be such a
pussy...this is a threesome, right? You've been on the sidelines all
night, dude, this is not a spectator sport..." he grinned again, and his
friendly smile put me at ease. "Gotta join in, right Dave?" I looked at
his still-hard spearhead cock, still glistening with Michelle's juices.
It got me totally hot. I was still reluctant...I mean...I wasn't gay,
right? I didn't suck cock. "Fuck it, Dave, just do it, man...look..." he
grabbed the base of his cock and waved the head close to my face, "it's
even got your girl's hot pussy-spit on it, it will make it easier for
you," he smiled. "You've eaten 'chelle out before, right dude?" I nodded
to him. "You can even just start by licking it," he said. Then, with a
hand still applying pressure to my wrist, and the other on the back of my
head, Brad, pushed me closer to his cock. The heat coming from that
monster battering-ram was amazing. Getting so close to it, I was totally
consumed with lust, and I dropped all my inhibitions: I couldn't control
myself...I wanted Brad's hot cock! I started licking the shaft up and
down like a dog in heat...the feel was strange. Brad's cock was soft, the
skin smooth, but all hard...like the rest of his awesome, muscular body.
The taste of Michelle's pussy was driving me crazy too, and also the idea
of where this cock had just been and what it had just done. Meanwhile,
Brad was talking down to me, "Oh fuck yeah, that's it dude...do it Dave,
do it...lick my cock, dicklicker...fuck I knew you'd totally be into this
dude, from the time I saw you checkin' me out in the showers...just had
to take you out of your shell, dicklicker, and knew you'd be all over my
big meat..." Brad kept teasing me like that, but I didn't care; in fact
it even turned me on more, if that was possible. I was totally into his
cock now, and didn't even think as I engulfed the head in my mouth.
Slowly, I ended up kissing more and more of Brad's amazing, powerful cock
over the next few minutes. Pretty soon, my lips were spread so wide my
jaws hurt, and I felt the head poke at the entrance to my throat. I
almost started to gag, but Brad used the grip he had on my head to push
me down further on his cock. I started choking, and tried to push off
against his muscular thighs; but they were like rocks, and I couldn't
budge him. I was choking. "FUCK! AWESOME!" Brad exclaimed. "Nothin' like
breaking through a fag's throat for the first time!" It sort of shocked
me that Brad had called me that, but like I said, his talking down to me
was turning me on even more. "Choke on my big meat, cocksucker!" Brad
released me though just as I was starting to get desperate. I thought I'd
even pass out. Brad fucked my face for the next few minutes, bobbing my
head up and down like a toy on his manly cock. The girth of his hot dick
felt amazing going in and out of my mouth, battering my throat. At one
point he ordered me to cover my teeth with my lips; I wasted no time in
complying. I was not exactly in a position to resist at this point: my
main rival on the swimming team was clearly stronger than I was, had just
driven home the point driving my girl over the edge like I never could,
and now had my mouth stretched around his cock, his cockhead down my
throat, and was calling me his personal little cocksucker. I got _such_ a
fucking thrill out of this though...it seemed so perverted, wicked,
degrading, but exciting too for all this to happen...I got a hint of what
Michelle must have experienced, and my cock almost burst without touching
myself. Little did I know this was just the start of where Brad would
decide to take us tonight.

Pretty soon Brad released his grip on the back of my head and lay back on
my armchair, resting his hands behind his head. I did not pull off his
cock, but now willingly and on my own continued bobbing my head up and
down its powerful, scorching hot length, hoping to give this dominant
stud as much pleasure as I could...he deserved it, I felt. I looked
slowly up the square ridge of his powerful abs, past his slowly expanding
and contracting massive swimmer's chest, onto his handsome face, and then
our eyes met. I could see he clearly liked the sight of me giving him
head, and had a look of complete power and pleasure in his face. He
looked like he owned the place, and I nearly shot myself again, thinking
what this whole scene must have looked like to one of my teammates or the
coach: this smug jock I was supposed to be competing against, lying on
armchair with his hands behind his head, comfortable, in my bedroom, with
my freshly-totally-fucked girlfriend in my bed, while I was going down on
him. In a way, I felt like I wanted to get up, beat him up, and make him
suck _me_; but in another way, I felt like I just wanted this to go
on...in fact I sort of knew I couldn't take him even if I wanted to. I
felt the hard, relentless oiled muscles in his abs and powerful thighs
and I knew who was boss in this room.

Soon Brad ordered me to stop. I obeyed and looked up into his handsome
face, the head of his cock only about an inch away from my mouth, and the
shaft totally covered in my spit. "Open your mouth," he said, curtly. I
did. "Stick out your tongue." I did this too. Brad proceeded to beat the
head of his cock on my tongue. The only sounds in the room were the
slapping wet sounds of his dick slamming on my tongue again and again.
Then Brad beat my face a few times with his hard cock and told me to
stand up. As I did, I got a view of the bed, and noticed that Michelle
was no longer in her ecstatic stupor. In fact she was resting on her
haunches now and supporting herself with one hand, while she rubbed her
clit with the other. Clearly, she was getting totally turned on by what
Brad had just forced me to do. She had a wicked, hot look in her eye.
"Mmmm..." she cooed..."that's so fuckin' _bad_, Brad," she said. "How's a
real man's cock taste, Dave?" she asked me, smiling, but sort of teasing.
She was playing along with the whole thing, and it was driving me crazy.
I wanted to just jack off right now on her or in her. Brad, however, had
other plans for the night.

I felt Brad stand up. Before I could turn, he had grabbed me by my
armpits, and he pushed me to the bed. I could feel his oily muscles and
heat behind me. I also felt the tips of his nipples scrape against my
back.  Michelle smiled and retreated to the far end of the bed to give us
space, because Brad sort of just unceremoniously pushed me on my own bed.
I was still standing on the floor but I was bent over, and my chest and
stomach were on the bed. SLAP! SLAP! I suddenly felt two loud slaps on my
ass and yelped. Michelle giggled, putting her hand to her mouth, and I
heard a chuckle from Brad too. "Raise your ass up in the air,
cocksucker," said Brad. I actually got a thrill from this scene, and I
thought he was going to spank me some more, so I did. "Gonna teach you
some hot team discipline, dicklicker," said Brad, in a joking sort of
way. I even giggled for a second. This was turning into a fun game, I
thought. However, I soon felt Brad's strong hands get a vicelike grasp on
my wrists, which were now on the bed, and he rested his elbows, quite
painfully, on my forearms. I also felt his powerful thighs on my
hamstrings, and his knees spread my own knees pretty far. Before I could
even make the connection, I felt the tip of Brad's cock move up and down
my ass-crack. All of a sudden I panicked, genuinely, and I could see
Michelle get a blast from my reaction. I did not expect that Brad would
want to fuck me, and now I thought this was taking it too far. I mean, I
enjoyed the rest of the things we had done tonight, in a sick way I
thought, and it was playful and everything, but this would be the real
thing. Brad would mount me and drive his cock up my ass, and I'd end up
literally fucked by my competitor on my own bed. This was not something I
was planning on, and not something I wanted to happen. "Hey Brad..." I
said, "alright dude...very funny...you can stop now..." But Brad just
found the entrance to my hole and started applying a bit of pressure. He
was actually going to do it! "Yo Brad man...fuckin' stop, this isn't
funny...we've done enough..." Brad chuckled and I felt the heat of his
breath on the back of my neck.

"It's never enough Dave...besides, you've already become my cocksucker,
why not take the next step," he giggled again, and so did Michelle. I
couldn't believe the girl I had gone out with for the past few months,
and who had been so devoted to me, was now watching amused as I was about
to be penetrated on my own bed. "Anyway," Brad continued, like it was all
a big joke, "this is a threesome, and...uhm...you have to participate,"
at this they both giggled. "And it's Michelle's night anyway," Brad
continued. Though it looked a lot more like Brad's night now.
"And...uhm..." he giggled, "it all depends on what she wants, right?
So..." he looked at Michelle, "what will it be, babe? Wanna watch your bf
here become a total bitch to me tonight or what?" I knew the cause was
lost when I looked up in Michelle's eyes. That wicked, mocking look was
still there...she was having a blast watching this whole show. "Fuck the
shit out of him, Brad," she said, smiling wickedly. "Show him what it's
like to get stud-fucked." Michelle ran a nail across my lips as she said
this.

I started to struggle, but Brad's hot muscle body was like a weight of
marble on top of me, and wouldn't budge. I realized I was still hard, and
the feel of Brad's body on top of mine was wild...was I enjoying this?
Brad wasted no time in drving the head of his cock through my ass in one
powerful thrust. The pain and shock took my breath away...in fact I think
I may have passed out for a second or two. "Yeah!!" screamed Michelle,
and clapped. "Take that ass, stud!" Brad single-mindedly worked his
gigantic tool up my ass inch by inch. I felt I was getting split in half
as he drove in the unbelievable girth of his cock. Brad was biting and
licking at the back of my neck; there was something about the feel of his
cock coming up my ass that was in a way incredibly unbelievable and
erotic. But I was in too much pain..."Brad," I pleaded unconvincingly,
"please dude...stop...it hurts! FUCK! It hurts, please stop...." Michelle
giggled.
"Don't worry about the pain, bro," said Brad. "It's gonna stop
soon...besides....you like it," said Brad as he really slowly invaded my
ass with his cock. "I've taken girls up the ass before, and I know you'll
love it...you're hard right now, see?" I gasped as he groped my rock-hard
dick a little. He was right. He continued, "I'm sure you've done this
with Michelle before..." Michelle giggled,
"Right Dave," she said in a mocking tone. "Gotta be fair," she giggled.
"Here," she said and stuck two fingers in my mouth, "suck on these, it
will be easier for you," she chuckled again.

I felt totally invaded by Brad, I felt he was completely taking over. I
decided it was useless fighting. My body went limp...I let Brad totally
dominate me...I was starting to like the idea of this, again, in that
perverted way. "That's it cocksucker," said Brad. "Give it up to me...I'm
takin' your cherry all the way whether you like it or no, dude...gonna
use your ass as a pussy, Dave, gonna make you my bitch,
faggot...ffuuuuck...fucking tight ass, man," Brad exclaimed, the fingers
of his hands now dug into my sides, as with my hands I grabbed at the
sheets on my bed. "Gonna get everything your girlfriend got and more,
cunt," he said, and Michelle moaned seductively. At this point I was
still in a lot of pain, but I finally felt Brad's massive thighs slam
against my hamstrings, his shins brushing against my calves, and his
pubes scratching my asscheeks. He had done it; Brad had me totally
impaled on his cock. He had busted my cherry right in front of my girl.
"You like the feel of my cock in you, fag?" he asked, and flexed his
powerful weapon inside my ass. I moaned back. "Yeeeahh..." said Brad in a
sort of long way.

After this Brad wasted no time going about fucking me. He gave me a few
short thrusts with his cock while his chest and hard abs still lay on top
of my back. These still hurt a lot. But then he raised up and he was
taking me doggy-style now, in long thrusts. Pretty soon the pain started
to subside. Brad had his powerful hands fixed in a grip on my hips as he
enjoyed himself long-dicking my tight, up-to-now virgin ass. This had
started as a threesome, a game, and in many ways maybe it still was; but
Brad must have gotten a total power-trip out of fucking his rival in
front of his girlfriend like that, out of totally dominating me. I could
see Michelle moaning, her breasts covered with oil, droplets of sweat
everywhere, fingering her clit as she watched the much stronger guy who
had given her a total fucking tonight, ram her boyfriend up the ass.
Brad's thrusts were steady and long, and I started feeling something new
now...most of the pain had gone away, though there was still pain, but
for the most part it felt somehow good...incredible feelings started
coming from my ass now as Brad fucked me; I also loved the feel of his
thighs slamming against my legs with each in-thrust. And I loved the
idea, that another guy my age, whom I was competing against to be
captain, was fucking me up the ass right in my bedroom, in front of my
girl, after he had just fucked her. All these thoughts going through my
head drove me wild, and I started desperately bucking up against this
dominant jock's hips as he rammed into me. "Fuck yeah dude," Brad said,
in his sexy surfer voice. "Back that ass on my cock, bitch. Give it up,
pussy! Fuckin' hot!" I was totally gone with ecstasy, moaning, sucking on
Michelle's fingers as Brad fucked me and twisted my nipples. I also
really liked the sudden slaps he would sometimes do on my ass with his
hand, really driving me like a whore.

Brad bent over me again, and I could feel his oily, hot, sweaty mounds of
muscles, as he grabbed me by my midsection. With no effort, he picked me
up like the limp bitch he had made me that night and cock-walked me in
front of my bedroom mirror, where he proceeded to give me a total
power-fuck. At first I was bent over and could look into his smug,
superior handsome face as he slammed into me. But then Brad really drove
his cock up my insides and I let out a yelp of pain and pleasure. While I
was totally full of Brad-dick like that, this hot stud wrapped his arms
around me and drove me to the floor, until I was sitting on his cock, and
he was sitting on his ass, his legs between mine, my legs spread
impossibly, to accomodate this superior jock's thrusts into my ass. It
was just so shocking, so perverse, and so good to have come into this
position; I had in my mind our encounters in the locker room, when we had
bantered man-to-man, but now this muscular blond jock had his cock
totally up my ass, and had totally ruled this night. The fact that he was
sometimes a rude, cocky asshole was even a plus for me in this perverted
state. Michelle had moved closer now to get a good view of my being
emasculated by my main rival and her better fucker; I got a thrill like
no other with my legs spread, Brad, this cocky smug jock, driving his
cock into me in total victory, while grabbing my balls to emphasize his
power over me, and Michelle, my girl for almost a year, whom he had just
fucked into ecstasy, looking at us. Brad repeated "Fuck..." thrust
"yeah...." thrust "faggot..." on each thrust, slowly fucking me into
submission. I saw in the mirror his powerful legs driving his thick cock
up into my ass, which, as he said, he had made into a pussy for his use,
and my freshly-fucked girl nearby frantically rubbing at her clit; and I
saw his hand clasp around my balls; seeing all this left no doubt in
anyone's mind as to who was in control in this room, and who was going to
be captain of the swim team...at least at this point, the fact that he
had beat me so badly in practice this week was only adding an extra
perverted charge to my experience, and at this point I thought he totally
deserved to be captain of the team...shit, I thought he was _the_ boss,
period. I felt Brad pick up the pace and I could see he was getting
really excited.

"Fuckin' hot ass, bitch, as good as any pussy! FUCK! Can't believe you'd
let me fuck you, Dave..." He was really pistoning in and out of my ass
now; it was painful, but also wonderful. He kept calling me his little
bitch, his pussy, and this drove me wild. "shiiit!, fuck Dave, can't
believe you'd let me stick my cock up your ass, dude, Dave, you fuckin'
cunt; SHIIIT! Fuckin' you like I did your girl..." That about did it for
me. The feel of his powerful, unrelenting cock, the fact that he was
grabbing my sides and driving me up and down his cock like a limp rag
whore, the feel of his muscles, the sound of his young but commanding
voice, all drove me over the edge. With my legs spread and my arms
grabbing the chairs around me, I exploded and came without touching
myself. "Oh shit!" I moaned like a bitch, "Brad...Brad...I'm cumming from
your cock, man..." This had never happened before...I guess it took
Brad's fucking for it to come. Michelle also squealed, and I knew she was
coming watching Brad fuck my brains out.

Brad quickly took his cock out of me with a pop and stood up. Both
Michelle and I lunged at his cock, licking at sucking at it with abandon,
while I still shook and spurted from the orgasm Brad's fucking had given
me. Brad soon erupted with victorious grunt, and beat his rock-hard cock
on our faces while he came loads and loads on us. It seemed he had no
limits. Our faces were totally covered with Brad's cum; plenty of it also
got in our mouths. Michelle and I kissed and snowballed Brad's cum in our
mouths while he cleaned his cock in my and Michelle's hair. Then we both
swallowed and fell back, totally spent, with our backs to the bed. Brad
used one of my shirts to wipe his face of sweat and the rest of his cock
again. The he threw it in my face and went into the bathroom.

At that point, with Michelle and me fondling each other, I thought this
had been a totally fun, if slightly embarassing and extreme experience,
but that things would go back to normal. This proved very naive of me.
Brad spent that night over, and I spent half the night taking his huge
cock up my ass all over my apartment. Michelle had a similar experience
that night, as Brad's stamina never seemed to let up. Over the rest of
our college experience, Michelle and I did remain boyfriend and
girlfriend, but Brad had access to her pussy and mouth, and, more rarely,
my ass and mouth, whenever he wanted. He was a total stud, introduced
both of us to new experiences, took my ass cherry for the first time, and
to top it off totally showed me in the bedroom what a pussy I was
compared to him, which was actually really exciting, and gave me an
awesome thrill. It was the best threesome I, or I think anyone, could
have asked for.