Date: Thu, 13 Apr 2023 16:25:19 +0000 (UTC) From: Rob Subject: Latter Day DILF- Chapter 9 Adult Friends Nifty thrives if we all pitch in and do our share. How many times have you busted a nut while reading here? Please donate what you can! https://donate.nifty.org/ ****************************************************** Latter Day DILFChapter Nine ****************************************************** It's several minutes before my alarm is due to go off, but I'm lying in bed wide awake. Am I the only one who does that? Today it's obviously my boner that has roused me from my sleep. My dick has managed to work its way out of the fly in my g's while I was dreaming. Now the friction of the snug, overlapping fly around my shaft is making it even harder. My cock is probably confused. After getting so much action over the last week, yesterday was a day of rest for `Brodie junior', his own personal Sabbath. It was the first day in awhile when he didn't get to come out and play. I had to work a full shift yesterday and then had a three hour night class. I was so tired when I got home that I didn't even jerk off before I went to sleep. So now I groggily reach under the sheets to free the little guy from his garment prison. I get a good grip and start to lazily jerk off, knowing that soon I'll hear a chirp and then music from my phone will fill the room. Lately I've been starting my day with a song from The Cure that was recorded years before I was born. When I was growing up, my buddies complained about the music that their parents listened to; but they all loved hanging out at my place because I had the `cool' dad. He had a great stereo setup and a rockin' collection of CDs, cassette tapes and LPs. He loved playing them for me and my buddies, talking about how each particular song tied in with milestones in his life. Is it any wonder that I started to love the music he was so passionate about? Was he aware back then that he was forming a bond with his only son? Or was he just happy to have a captive audience for his impromptu deejay sets? I wasn't aware until recently that by the time we were in our late teens, my best friends Wade and Troy were already starting to experiment sexually with other guys. Did they like hanging out at my place because my dad was such a stud? If so, was my dad aware of the way they looked at him? I've recently learned that they're both fucking around with him now, whenever the opportunity arises. I wonder how early that all started. I know I'm going to have to get out of bed to pee before long, but I'm putting it off as long as I can. I'm not ready for my hard-on to go down yet. I rub my thumb over the sticky, exposed head of my cock as I replay the events of two days ago. I had so much sinful fun, it's no surprise that I needed yesterday to rest and recharge. Last Sunday in Priesthood meeting, Brother Nilson, my Elder's Quorum president, taught a lesson about the things we can learn from the early handcart pioneers that trekked to Utah. He said that Mormons have always been an industrious people, unafraid to take on challenging tasks. He said we have an obligation as Priesthood holders to make full use of every waking minute if we want to follow in their footsteps. He hammered home the idea that we should cram as many `good works' as possible into every new day that God gives to us. Bear in mind, at the time I had no idea that Brother Nilson was fucking around with his smoking hot partner on the police force whenever they could find time away from their wives. Now that I'm aware of their relationship, I wonder if Brother N would be happy with how many `good works' I was able to cram into the day before yesterday. I know he'd be shocked to learn what I got up to with some of our mutual acquaintances from the Stake. The fact that I didn't have work or any classes scheduled that day meant I had more free time than normal; but when I tick off everything that happened, it makes my head spin. It started with my early morning run. That was productive, right? Even if I did take a long enough break mid-run for Brother Nilson's cop partner, Mark, to pump his load into my ass behind some bushes off the mountainside trail. It was afterwards, at the bottom of the trail with Officer Mark's sperm leaking out of me, that I had ran into Brother Nilson and learned that he often received the same treatment from Mark. Or maybe they take turns? I'm not really sure what the dynamic is between the two; just that they take care of each other every chance they get. I left the park that morning with an invitation to join them sometime for some naked fun. It can't happen soon enough for me. So after I'd showered off the residue Officer Mark left behind, I went to study with a dude from my chem class. That study date quickly escalated into a three-man circle jerk with my classmate Rotter and his horny wrestler roomie. Those two might identify as straight; but they loved rubbing their hands on my silky g's, and they sure as hell didn't mind a bit of `friendly fire' when we all finally got our nut! Rotter's roommate had our thick loads dripping off of him by the time all three sets of balls were empty. I had to drag Rotter to the library so we could actually study After that, I hadn't even made it home before President Lyman contacted me. He said he had an assignment for me, another opportunity to fulfill my special Priesthood calling. Before the afternoon was over, I would learn that I was set apart, not just as a receptacle for Melchizedek seed; but to do whatever a brother in the Priesthood requests of me. If that involves a righteous Brother whoring out my hairy ass to a horny `gentile', I'm expected to serve them, as well. As I am commanded, so I will obey. I thought the call from my Stake President was just about taking care of his own urgent needs. Eager for a repeat at the end of his fat dick, I was happy for a chance to magnify my calling. But in a stroke of luck, when I arrived at the designated meeting spot, it was my mentor, the horny, cherry-popping Brother Benton, who greeted me and worked me over first. He had been charged with getting me stretched and opened up, preparing the way for our Stake President's oversized cock. So after being brutally strung up and bred, it was Brother B's righteous seed in my ass that prepared the way for President Lyman's hole wrecker. It's a good thing Brother B warmed me up, too; because Arnie Lyman was in a foul mood and didn't hold back when it was time to take out his frustrations on my ass. He pounded my hole harder than he had on either of our previous encounters. And he'd set himself a high bar with those earlier breedings. Once both of those righteous Brethren had unleashed their Melchizedek cum, I found out that they had one more breeder lined up for me to satisfy. They had offered my cum filled ass to a non-member stud as payment for letting us use his construction staging area for our afternoon fun. I haven't been able to get that last dude out of my mind since then. Sexy fucking Chuck! He fucked me so damn good; but it was more than just a quick breeding. There was an immediate connection between us. Even though I was blindfolded, and still have no idea what he looks like; I felt a weird bond with him. Maybe it was the sound of his voice, or the way he touched me. He was passionate; he was complimentary; and he was animalistic by the time he finished inside me. When he kissed me, it stirred up feelings I'd never felt before. It was the first time I found myself wondering if I could fall for a dude; have a relationship beyond just fucking. Luckily for me, I think construction foreman Chuck felt the connection too. He took my number and let me know that he was eager for a rematch. But my day still wasn't over. Not by a long shot. When I got home, I showered all the cum off of me and squeezed in a quick nap, before going to meet my dad for a quiet dinner together. I was surprised to find Dad wasn't home alone. From outside on the back deck, I witnessed the tail-end of a hot exchange between Dad, my high school buddy Troy and Troy's dad Wayne. Now lying here in bed this morning, are you surprised that I'm hard again from reliving that day? Catching my dad roughly fucking my buddy Troy's mouth, then watching Troy's dad plaster his own son's face with cum, had brought my boner roaring back to life. I hadn't opened the patio door and gone inside though; not right away. The voyeur in me was content to just watch for a bit. They hadn't noticed me yet, so I just enjoyed the moment. Besides, I'd already had a wild, sex filled day. So to avoid being detected, I had moved out of their line of sight and sat in a deck chair so I could spy on them as they cooled down. Troy's handsome dad Wayne had plopped down naked on the sofa next to Dad. If only the men in their High Priest group could see them like that! Sitting together, thigh to thigh, it made it easier for Troy to lick them both clean. When Troy leaned forward to lick his dad's cum overspray off of my dad's belly, his ass cheeks parted just enough to give me a terrific view of his hairy crack. I was hard as a rock again; but I still needed some time to recharge mentally. Besides, from where I sat, it didn't look like Troy's hole had been drilled yet. They must have limited their appetizer course to sucking and jerking off; unless one of our dads was harboring an ass full of jizz. I assumed that Troy and Wade would be going to dinner with Dad and me. I thought maybe the four of us could get into some trouble afterwards. Another opportunity to debunk the scripture that proclaims `wickedness never was happiness'. Back in the present, my sex-fueled memories are interrupted, not by my alarm like I'm anticipating, but by my phone ringing. What the hell? Who would be calling me before 5:30 in the morning? It wasn't a number I recognized but I answered anyway, ready to teach whoever it was some manners. "Who is this? It's the middle of the night. This better be important." "Sorry Brodie. Don't be mad. It's Colby Nilson. I got your number out of the Ward directory." Fuck yeah! Funny how quick I can go from annoyed to flat-out ecstatic. I feel my dick pulse. Brother Nilson. My Elder's Quorum President. A patrolman on the city police force. Partner and fuck buddy of Officer Mark. I don't even try to hide how pleased I am to hear from him. "Hey Colby! How's it going? I'm not going to lie, I was pissed when my phone blasted so early; but you can call me anytime you want--Unless this is about an Elder's Quorum assignment." "You crack me up, Brodie. I am definitely NOT calling about anything church related. Exactly the opposite, really. Mark and I are both really eager to meet up. We've been on shift for over eight hours. All night long Mark's been telling me about the encounter you two had on the trail the other day. He's got us both so damned horny! Are you available to help us out this morning?" "Are you kidding me? I'd fucking love to!" "Brodie! Is that the kind of language you use with your Priesthood leader? When did you start talking like that?" "Oh, sorry man." "Nah. Just joking, bud. It actually sounded kind of hot. Especially coming from an Eagle Boy Scout like you. Mark curses like a sailor when we're alone together. I can't wait to hear you swearing while we take turns using your ass!" "Is that what you have planned for me? Cuz I'll gladly cuss for you two studs, if that's what you want. Do you guys want to come over to my place after you get off work?" "We'll save that for next time, if that's okay Brodie. We appreciated you telling us that we could use your apartment when we talked the other day; and we'll certainly take you up on that offer sometime. But there's no one home at Mark's place this morning. It doesn't happen often, so he wants to take advantage of it. Meet us there at 8:30. I'll text you the address." "Fuck yeah! I'll be there!" "Oh, and Mark wants you sweaty, like last time. His place is about a quarter mile from you. Maybe you could jog over. Are you okay with that?" "Whatever you guys want, Colby." "There's one more thing. Mark said he really wants you to see you in your garments. Is that crossing a line for you? I don't want you to be uncomfortable; but he's totally turned on by the idea." "I don't mind. I thought Mark said he couldn't get you to screw around in your g's." "Yeah, and I told you that Mark usually gets what he wants. Looks like today he'll get both of us in our angel chaps. At least to start out. I'm sure we'll all be naked soon enough." "I can't wait, stud!" "Me neither, Brodie. Being on the force, we need to keep a low profile; so we don't have any buddies to screw around with. I'm glad things worked out the way they did the other day on the trail. Otherwise, I would have never guessed you would be into this. I'll shoot over the address, sexy. See ya soon!" **************************************************** As I'm getting dressed to rendezvous with my hot cops, I spot the cock ring on my nightstand. I had found it tangled up in my bed sheets after Wayne and Troy were here a few nights ago. I don't know which one of them left it behind. As far as that goes, I guess it could've been my dad's since he was in my bed that night, too. It takes me a minute to figure out how to put it on. It's actually two connected rubber rings; the larger one goes around your cock and balls, the smaller one around your scrotum. It feels pretty damn good once I get it in place. The way it tugs on my balls feels awesome. I feel kind of slutty wearing it, not knowing whose cock and balls it was stretched around last. Starting my jog, I realize that I misjudged how well the cock ring was going to do its job of keeping my hard-on engorged. I'm not used to running in my g's anyway. I'd usually swap them out for a jock or some briefs when I run to keep the boys snug. But today I'm just wearing a threadbare pair of sweatpants over my garments. Now, between this cock ring bricking me up, and the lack of any support, my raging boner is bouncing with every footfall. Making it even worse, I start thinking about catching Dad and Troy and Wade the night before last, and watching them from a distance on the patio. I didn't make my presence known that night until they started getting dressed. When I finally went inside, I told them how much I enjoyed the show they had put on for me. Wade said I should have come in and joined the fun. Troy's response was to lean in and kiss me; letting me taste the cum that was still on his lips. The four of us went out to eat at Dad's favorite diner. There's nothing like some comfort food after you've just drained your nuts. Troy's getting married next week, so most of the conversation revolved around that. It felt good to relax and catch up. Wade was sitting next to me in the booth. His son, Troy, sat next to Dad on the other side. I couldn't help thinking how shocked the other folks in the diner would be if they knew our little secret. Even though we were being discreet and respectable, at one point Wade nudged my thigh with his to get my attention. When I looked down and saw his erection tenting out his chinos, I knew there would be more fun in store for us before the night was over. ****************************************************** When I turn the corner and start down the street Mark lives on, I look down at the obscene bulge in my sweats. Even though Colby implied I was going to bottom for Mark and him, I'm really hoping I might get a chance to top as well. I remember on the trail the other day, Mark had said he might let me fuck his muscle ass sometime. Maybe if they see me hard and tenting out these sweatpants, one of them will take the bait. It's easy to spot Mark's house. The patrol car with the city insignia is parked out front. Colby had texted instructions to come around the back of the house and let myself in the door to the garage as soon as I arrived. After going through the gate into the backyard, I do a quick stretch; take a deep breath; rearrange my aching dick; and let myself in. The second I walk through the door I'm grabbed from behind and someone pulls the bottom of my tee shirt up over my eyes. For some reason, the surprise makes the scene even hotter. I can't see anything with my shirt over my head. My left arm is brusquely pulled down to my side and I feel cold metal on my wrist just before I hear the click of the handcuffs. My right arm is next; forced behind me until I hear and feel the second click. Never having been cuffed before, I'm not prepared for the stress it's putting on my shoulders. It hurts like a son of a bitch! My sweats are next. Someone yanks them down, unintentionally taking my garment bottoms along with them. I hear them both laugh as a hand slaps at my boner and tugs down on my nuts. Once they have checked out the cock ring, they pull my g's back up into place. With one of them holding my cuffed wrists from behind to stabilize me, the other lifts my left foot and then my right, in order to tug my sweats off over my running shoes. Then I'm blindly steered forward until my legs bump into something. They turn me around and push me backward until my butt lands hard on a padded seat. I recognize Colby's voice when he speaks first. "Breaking and entering. Probably looking to rob the place." "Stupid fucker! You think we ought to haul him in?" "Nah. We can handle this. They'd just let him go with a slap on the wrist. I think he needs to be taught a lesson. Maybe we should show him what happens to pretty boys like him in a jail cell." One of them lifts my shirt from my eyes, pulls it over my head and tucks it behind my neck; then steps away. I squint as my eyes adjust to the light. Like a scene right out of a wet dream, standing in front of me are two hot officers-of-the-law in full uniform. Mark is a hair taller than his partner, darker and more muscular. His navy blue service trousers are a tight fit. You can't miss the outline of his meaty erection, bulging out and pointing towards the holstered gun on his hip. He gives me a lewd smirk as he watches me check him out from head to toe. Standing shoulder to shoulder with him, I see my Elder's Quorum President in a whole new light. I'm accustomed to seeing Brother Nilson....Colby, in his church clothes. I would never have guessed what a hot body his suit was hiding. He's not as pumped up as Mark, but he's still buff and beefy, his uniform shirt hugging his broad chest. It's obvious that his dick is hard, but unlike his partner's, it's displayed as a fat, wide bulge behind his zipper. As I continue checking him out, I can make out the bottom hem of his g's telegraphing through the fabric of his uniform trousers just above the knee. My eyes travel back up to that tightly packed crotch. While I'm focused on his big bulge, Mark reaches over and lightly brushes it with the back of his hand. Colby quietly growls. I love the fact that they're fully dressed while I'm sitting here in my g's. I look down and see that they've parked me on the end of a weight bench. My boner is being pushed upward, the head poking out, escaping past the waistband of my mesh garments. I'm oozing precum through my foreskin. I look back up at my captors. "You guys look so fucking hot! This is even better than I imagined. Two alpha-looking officers, all boned up. The two of you together are every dude's fantasy." Mark locks eyes with me as he traces the length of his hard cock through his trousers. He gives me a sexy fucking grin before he turns his attention to his buddy. He holds Colby's face in both hands and kisses him. The passion and the connection between the two is electric. Colby reaches around and grips Mark's butt and they start grinding against each other. I could fucking watch this all day. They keep groping each other and making out for several minutes. I'm getting such a kick out of having them put on a show for me, letting me watch their intimate exchange. They act like I'm not even there. The only thing that would make this better is if my hands weren't locked behind me. I want to stroke my cock so damn bad. I'm honestly thinking of asking if they would let me watch the two of them together sometime. Start to finish. Like a fly on the wall. Observing how they pleasure each other when they're alone. My horny, voyeuristic trance is broken when I realize they're moving closer to me. When I look up, Mark has a shit eating grin on his face. "See something you like, buddy? Fuck! Look at all that precum he's pumping out, Cole. I'm afraid we've made the youngster defile his holy undies. They're fucking drenched!" "That was so damn hot to watch, guys! How long do these handcuffs have to stay on? I wanna play too!" "Patience, bud. It's a luxury for us not to have to rush things. Besides, it's hot to have a captive audience. Nobody's ever seen the way I suck my partner's fat cock. Would you like to see that?" "Oh fuck yeah!" Displaying their safety training, they both unbuckle their gun belts and stow their service revolvers carefully on the workbench before going any further. Their police caps come off next. Then with one hand on Colby's ass and the other on the back of his neck, Mark guides him over until they are only a foot away from my captive ass. They're close enough now I can smell their musk. Alpha cop Mark drops down on one knee and buries his face in his partner's crotch. Colby places his hands on his lover's head to hold him there. Rather than look down at him, Colby watches my reaction as Mark starts to unwrap his prize. With the zipper down, his buddy's fat cock is perfectly outlined in his corban g's. I'm sure he's prolonging this to torment me. Instead of exposing his buddy's prime piece of meat right away, he presses his face into that full crotch again and audibly huffs in the scent. He licks the length of the dick through the slick fabric. Colby throws his head back and grinds against Mark's face. I wish it was my nose and tongue in there instead. Or better yet, I'd like to be down there, cheek to jowl with Mark, exploring together. Just before I'm ready to tell them to hurry the fuck up, Mark gives me a sideways glance and a wink before he tugs Colby's trousers to mid thigh. The g's come next. I can't help gasping as he tucks the elastic waistband under his buddy's huge balls. Surrounded by a dense blonde bush, the exposed cut cock is perfectly shaped, fat and hard; capped with a wide mushroom head. Mark's tongue darts out to slurp up the precum that's dripping from the tip. Even opening his mouth wide, he barely manages to get his lips around the knob. I feel my asshole twitch just anticipating how it is going to stretch me open. With his mouth full of dick, Mark slides one hand up Colby's torso until he reaches a nipple. Colby unbuttons his shirt to allow better access. That still leaves Mark's arm trapped between the slick g's and his partner's furry body. There's an amazing contrast between Colby's soft blonde body hair and Mark's darker fur. I assume a nipple is getting pinched when Colby lets out a little yelp. It kicks him into high gear, grabbing Mark's head and forcing him down further on his cock. After a few seconds, Mark sputters and pulls free. "Where the fuck did that come from? You've never gotten that aggressive before, Cole. Are you showing off for our new friend?" "You're supposed to be sucking my cock, man. I don't know if you're teasing me or Brodie; but you're sure taking your time." "Just gettin' you primed, bud. Are you ready for your turn? Or shall we gang up on Brodie? I bet you've been dying to slurp up that precum the lad's been drooling, see if it's as tasty as mine." Without waiting for an answer, still on his knees, Mark turns toward me. Colby doesn't waste any time. He squats down and beats him to it. Pulling down the waistband on my g's, he takes me all the way down to the base. Mark lets him have his fun, but not for long. He reaches over and gives his buddy's nipple a hard twist. It's enough of a distraction that Colby yanks back and Mark takes his place on my cock. Fuck! It's so hot to have these two studs fighting over my dick! I can't resist pushing up with my hips to try and get a little deeper. Mark backs off to give Colby another go. I'm convinced I can't get any harder; but then Mark sucks on his index finger as he maintains eye contact with me. He worms the wet digit under my nuts until he finds my pucker. With one hot cop massaging around the entrance to my hole and another one slobbering on my boner, I start worrying about blasting too soon. "Fuck! This boy's hole needs some dick in it! When I tease around the edge of his hairy cunt, he's trying to pull me in! Let's take off these cuffs and get him on his back." "You still need to lose your uniform, champ. I'll unlock the handcuffs and get his ass ready for you. All I've been able to think about the last two hours is the way you described working the head of your cock into his tight hole up on the trail. I'm dying to see that up close!" Colby quickly frees my wrists; then rubs my shoulders and upper arms that are tense from the pressure of being restrained. Sitting on the bench with him standing next to me, I can't resist turning and burying my face in his crotch. His pubes tickle my nose; and I can smell the long shift he's just worked. He pushes my head back and holds it in place while he rubs his leaking knob around my open mouth. I dart my tongue out to lick at it; but he only lets me reach the tip, holding me at bay as he steps out of his trousers. "Now who's being a tease, Cole? Can't you see how hungry our boy is? He's eager to see if he can get his lips around your big cock head. Fuck, do you two look hot in your garments! Leave your bottoms on for me, babe. Please! And pull Brodie's top back down so I get the full impact. I want to see the two of you making out in your special undies!" Colby looks at me apologetically before giving in to his persuasive partner's request. He pulls me to my feet, smooths down my g's and tugs his corban's back up into place. He makes eye contact with me like he's looking for my consent. I'm used to playing in my g's by now, so I just smile and nod my head. He quickly grabs me and then we're kissing and grinding on each other, just like he had been doing with Mark a few minutes ago. For the first few minutes, I forget Mark is even in the room. Then I feel him come up behind me and rub his crotch on my butt. It's hot as hell to me that he still hasn't taken off his clothes; but I can tell he's unzipped his uniform trousers and pulled his cock out. He's humping against me, stabbing into my crack through my underwear. He reaches around me and smacks Colby on the ass through his g's. It breaks Colby out of his spell. "What the hell, Mark! Why are you still dressed? I thought you were going to be naked by the time our little show was over." "I want to try something first. Brodie, lie on the weight bench on your belly. I was hoping you were going to be wearing those onesie kind of garments we talked about the other day. I was looking forward to breeding your ass through that flap; but this will definitely work. You look hot as fuck, boy!" He quickly kneels behind me and just tugs my garments down far enough to expose my hole; then he dives in face first. Not wanting to be left out, Colby comes around and straddles the bench by my head. He scoots in close, so I can suck his dick while his buddy devours my ass. Colby's cock really is a challenging mouthful. I'm trying my hardest not to scrape it with my teeth. Once Mark has me good and wet, he gets up and crouches behind me. I can feel him rub his cock in my crack as he pulls his phone from his pocket and holds it out for his partner. "We need to document this, Cole. Get a vid of me spearing into him!" "No way! For fucks sake, Mark; are you kidding me? You really want to shoot some porn while you're still in full uniform? And with Brodie in his temple garments?" "That's why it's so hot! It's the taboo of fucking that plump butt with my dick poking out of my uniform fly. Defiling the sexy fucker while he's wearing his sacred underwear? Come on! The video is just for us. Nobody's going to see it!" I can feel Colby's reticence. He's the more cautious of the two. Mark is the risk taker. But like Colby had said earlier, Mark usually gets his way. He reluctantly gets up; then straddles me and sits on my back, so he can get a close up shot of the action. I feel him slide his hand down my back and into my crack until he reaches my hole. Then, since I can't see what's happening, I can only assume that it's his fingers and Mark's tongue working to open me up. I feel the shock of cold lube, followed by more fingers. Mark gets up and into place behind me. I can feel the fabric of his uniform. Then the unmistakable sound of Colby sucking his cock. When that wet knob finally makes contact with my ass, it's just like the other day on the trail. He starts by applying steady pressure as he gently rocks his hips. With the added luxury of lube this time, he quickly gets the head in. He gives me a little time to adjust, then he slowly forces the length of his big dick until he's all the way in. Thankfully he holds in place for a minute, massaging my butt cheeks. When I hear them above me, making out again, the long strokes begin. Between kisses there are whispers. I can't quite make out what they're saying, apart from a few random curses. At first it's hot, but as Mark pounds into me faster, the squelching and slurping from my ass drowns them out. "Hey guys! Why the secrets? Quit whispering! I want to hear you talking dirty while you use me!" "Colby was just telling me how much he likes seeing your ass lips grip my big dick every time I pull out. We were both admiring the sounds your cunt is making, boy!" "Fuck yeah! Glad my stretched out hole is amusing you. It feels fucking awesome!" "Son, you won't know the meaning of `stretched out' until Cole takes his turn. It's more than I can handle sometimes. Good thing he prefers to bottom." "So are you gonna cum in me before Colby gets his shot at my ass? Slick me up even more? Or Colby, if you really like to bottom, I volunteer my services to fuck you instead. I would love to get inside you!" "I might take you up on that, Brodie; but you're taking my dick first. I've been looking forward to it all night. Go ahead and pound his ass, Mark! Get that hole loose and sloppy for me!" "Fuck yeah! Brodie, you better get a tight grip on that weight bench. I've been going easy on you so far. Cole, grab an ass cheek in each hand and spread him open. Holy fuck! Look at that sweet hole!" Now Mark is a helluva big guy, and I was forewarned; but his next lunge still knocks the wind out of me. I clench my teeth and tighten my grip. If I didn't still have my Elders Quorum President parked on my back, Mark's wild thrusts would send me flying across the room. His big dick is like a piston and he's hitting my prostate on every stroke. He still has my g's just below my butt. My hardon is tangled up in them in the front, so I'm sure they're absolutely drenched by now. Just when I think I might need to call a timeout, he plows in deep one last time; then he pulls out quickly and lets out a whoop! "Look at that fucking hole gape open. Cole, get your sexy ass back here. You've got to see this hungry cunt! I'd say our boy is ready for that `double-wide' dick of yours!" They hurriedly change places. Mark comes around and raises my head to kiss me. I feel Colby's fingers inspecting my used hole. With a finger and a thumb from each hand, he spreads me open and loudly spits; then uses several fingers to push his saliva deeper. "Flip over on your back, Elder. And lose your garment bottoms while you're at it. I want your legs up on my shoulders. I want to look down and see that handsome face when I breach your hole!" I'm grateful to see him lubing up that wide cock head. Mark hurriedly strips off what's left of his uniform, before tugging the top of my g's over my head. Colby sheds his garments, too. Once we're all naked and in place, Mark produces a bottle of poppers and holds it up to my nose. He deftly covers one nostril while I inhale before switching to the other side. As I start to feel the rush, I throw my legs into the air, earning a burst of laughter from Mark. "Looks like our little slut is pretty eager, babe! Get in position and I'll give him one more hit! He's going to need all the help he can get." I inhale deeper the second time. A warm flush washes over me and I can feel my ass pulsing with each heartbeat. With his cock against my hole, Colby spreads his palms flat on my chest, leaning his weight on me. Then, easier than I'd imagined, he glides into me in one long, smooth, drawn-out push. It's a fucking girthy cock; not as long as his partner's, but half again as thick. When he does bottom out, I'm grateful for the poppers; and doubly grateful that Mark already warmed me up. He smiles down at me and raises his eyebrows questioningly. When I return his smile and nod my head, he immediately falls into steady fucking rhythm. Mark straddles my head and drops his cock into my mouth, letting me taste my own ass. He then matches his partner's rhythm, fucking my face as Colby claims my ass. I can't see anything in this position; but what I can feel and hear makes up for it. "You look so fucking hot, Cole! Look how wide you have that hairy cunt stretched. I'm so goddamn proud of you, champ! I'm glad I finally have a chance to show you off. You deserve it, stud. You're perfect in every way. No wonder I love your sorry ass!" That last part totally throws me off, but I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. I mean, they had made it clear that they were fuck buddies. I can see how it can be a thin line between that and being lovers. In this crazy new direction my life is taking, I seldom hear anyone use the `L' word. Then I remember the sexy, married Latino couple that took turns fucking me with President Lyman in that swanky hotel suite. Brother Resendez and Brother Resendez: I remember how exciting it was to see them together. I remember wondering then, if a partnership like that could be in my future. That memory fades as Colby keeps fucking me with long, deliberate strokes. He nudges Mark back far enough so there's room for him to lean down and kiss me; but he never lets up on his rhythmic thrusts. We make out with Mark's big cock bumping against our lips. For several minutes, the three of us work in sync to provide pleasure to each other. Then, out of nowhere, Colby breaks the kiss and jerks his head up with a wild look in his eyes. "Oh fuck! I'm gonna cum! I can't hold it! Gonna breed your hole, Elder! You want this Priesthood load?" "Fuck yeah! Fill me up! Give it to me, stud! You feel so fucking good!" Mark jumps up off the weight bench in order to lock lips with his partner as he cums. It's so goddamn hot to see the passion between them; to see the sparks fly even though one of them is balls deep in someone else. Colby's orgasm goes on for ages. Each spurt is accompanied by a full-body shudder. Mark is right there with him every step of the way. I can't be sure from my angle; but it looks like he has his fingers in his buddy's hole. He doesn't relinquish his hold on him until Colby's shaking stops. He must be sensitive after he cums, because he grimaces as he cautiously withdraws his fireplug of a cock from my ass. When it finally plops free, I can feel a trail of jizz accompany it. Mark beams as he watches his lover catch his breath. "Fuck, that was hot! What do you think, Brodie? Does my man know how to fuck an ass, or what? I've never got to watch him fuck someone like that. Fortunately for you, you are oozing a fucking ton of cum right now. That's going to make my next job even hotter." It was an amazing fuck; and I'm eager for Mark to take another turn. I'm just a little bummed out that Colby nutted already. I assume that means he's not going to feel up to taking my dick today. But I wouldn't trade the last few minutes for anything. I knew I was coming here to service the two of them; and I'm fucking grateful they asked me. Mark squats down at the end of the workbench to do a close-up inspection of my wrecked hole. His fingers glide in effortlessly. He looks like a kid on Christmas morning when he raises his head and makes eye contact. He holds up three fingers dripping with cum and reaches over me to bring them up to my lips. No sooner do I start sucking his fingers clean, than I feel him rubbing his hard cock against my ass, coating it with nature's lube. Colby leans down to kiss me. Out of the corner of my eye, it looks like he is reaching behind him to lube up his own ass. Fuck yeah! I know most guys don't want to be penetrated right after they've cum; but I guess Colby is the exception. He stops kissing me and strokes my aching boner with a hand slick with the leftover lube, giving me a cheeky smirk in the process. "I'm guessing you still want to fuck me, Elder. You said earlier that you were volunteering your services. Good thing, because Mark and I dreamed up this next configuration while we were on patrol last night. I've really been looking forward to it. The plan is for me to sit on you and bury that returned missionary dick in my ass; then Mark is going to holster his cock inside you from behind. He'll plow your cummy hole until he makes his own deposit. How does that sound, stud? Think you can handle another load?" "Oh fuck yes! You two fuckers are right out of my fantasies. It's hot that you're willing to take my cock after you just nutted. Not many guys would." "To tell you the truth, I love taking dick, Brodie. You can thank Sam and Taft for that. They're two amazing guys that I met before my wife and I moved here from Utah. It's like they saw a side of me I didn't know existed. They're close to my dad's age; but you'd never know it. Both are handsome, sexy and hung. Up till then, my contact with dudes was limited to trading head or me being on top. Those two studs taught how good bottoming can feel. I dreaded moving away, because I was so accustomed to such amazing sex with them. Then it was a stroke of luck to meet Mark when I joined the force here." As Colby's telling me this, he's straddling me and teasing the head of my cock with his ass. Combined with Mark rubbing his big dick on my own butt, I am so fucking horny for these two studs. I could honestly cum any second. I'm not worried though; because I'm so freaking worked up, I know I'll be good for a couple of loads, at least. Then Mark lifts my legs up and positions the soles of my feet against his hairy chest. Next he leans through my spread legs so he can nuzzle his face against Colby's neck, before moving his head to the side so he can look me directly in the eyes. When he starts addressing me in a soft, deep, growling voice, I feel my load starting to churn down in my balls. "You look so goddamn hot right now. Flat on your back. Ready for both of us to use you. I think we've teased you long enough. I'm going to fuck your ass hard, boy! My lover's cum is dripping out of your cunt and I'm about to shove it back in there where it belongs. We're not stopping until my babies are swimming deep in your guts, right alongside his. Colby wants to take your load, too. You better flood his pussy with the biggest nut you can, or you'll have me to answer to! Here we go, Cole! Ready? Park that sweet ass on our young friend's dick; then I'm goin' in!" It almost feels like it's happening in slow motion. I watch Colby's face as he takes the length of my hard-on in one move. His eyes roll back. Then Mark drives his big dick home. He doesn't stop until his balls slap against me. I'm sure my eyes are rolling back in my head just like Colby's did. At first, Colby tries bobbing up and down on my shaft; but Mark is ready to pound ass, so he ends up taking control of the movement for the three of us. At first it's long, hard strokes. Then he starts ramming into me; then pulling all the way out on the withdrawal. He has no problem hitting his target every time as he plunges back in. As he increases the tempo, he's hitting my ass so hard that Colby bounces forward each time. In an effort to hold him in place, Mark wraps his left hand around his lover's throat. He reaches around with his right hand and tugs at Colby's nipple. The look of delirium on my Elders Quorum presidents' face is what pushes me over the edge and makes me explode. With Mark beating up my ass and Colby grinding on my dick, I can't even get any words out. I just groan as my body begins to convulse and I shoot the contents of my balls into that warm, dark hole. Mark pauses, but just for a minute. Just long enough to use the hand on Colby's throat to twist his face to the side, so he can kiss him. Then he rams into me again, but watching closely this time to gauge my reaction. I can tell he wants to make sure I'm game for him to continue. "Don't stop, Mark! For fucks sake, please don't stop!" My words come out in a throaty whisper. The look of approval on Mark's face is enough to keep my dick at full mast. The look he gives me is the non-verbal equivalent of "Good Boy". I swear, if he had actually uttered those words, I probably would've started shooting again. He picks up right where he left off. Each time he slams his pelvis into me, it alters my angle of penetration into Colby. It feels fucking awesome to me. As for Colby, when I look up at him, it's like he's in a trance. He's just going with the flow; bouncing back and forth as Mark does all the work. Just like I learned that first afternoon that Brother Benton let me fuck him in his kitchen, if I cum hard, but then keep fucking; my second load isn't going to be far behind. This all feels so damn good; but I'm afraid there is a limit to how much my ass can take. I don't know how much Colby can take, either. I think the only thing holding him up is his lover's hand on his neck. For several minutes, I fight off my need to blast again. It's a relief when Mark wraps both arms around Colby's chest and holds him tight through the home stretch. "Fuck yeah! I am going to nut up your ass so goddamn hard! If you can cum again, do it now fucker! I'm close! I want to feel your ass grip my cock as you jizz. Cole, baby; do you have another load, too. I'll keep going if you need me to!" "Just fucking cum, champ! I'll be right behind you. Brodie? Are you close? The look on your face says you're gonna cum!" For the second time, I can't even form words. I feel myself start to shake; and then I lose it. The second I start to cum, Mark feels me tighten up; then slams deep into me and freezes. Colby howls; but his orgasm doesn't go airborne, it just floods out over the fat head of his cock like a lava flow. Mark sounds like a fucking bear. No words, just a long continuous growl. Mercifully, no one tries to move. We are just one interconnected mass of sweaty, hairy, cum-drenched flesh. I don't know about the other two, but I have just had one of the most mind blowing experiences of my life. When they finally start to show signs of life, I'm actually impressed by the tender way Mark and Colby interact. Especially after that brutal, balls-out, feral, fuck of a lifetime. After some amazing hugs and compliments all around, we retrieve our clothes that are strewn around the garage. Mark gets us bottles of water from a fridge next to the workbench. As I pull on my g's, I notice that they're not starting to get dressed. Surely they're not going to keep going! I feel like I've been rode hard and put away wet; and I'm a good deal younger than they are. Colby is the one to provide the explanation. "We're going to go in the house and take a shower, bud. I'd invite you to join us; but you'd probably just get horny again. Wouldn't you, youngster?" "I am fucking drained. I don't know about you guys; but that was enough for me for one morning." "This will be the first time we've ever been able to shower together. It probably seems silly to you, but it's something we're both looking forward to." "Not silly at all. You know, my favorite part of today was watching the two of you together. You're so smoking hot; and you take good care of each other. Is that something else you learned from your Utah friends?" "Yup. They really are amazing guys. You know, I used to hate wearing my garments. They seemed so sexless and awkward. But the first time I saw Sam and Taft in their g's, it was the hottest damn thing I'd ever seen. To see a confident, horny Priesthood holder with his boner tenting out his garments, it changed the way I view things. I used to have a problem dealing with my guilt back then. I was trying to reconcile my feelings with some of the Churches teachings. They really helped me to work through it. As a matter of fact, I still have one of their business cards in my wallet that they gave me to keep as a constant reminder. On the back, they had just written- II Nephi 2:25...." "Men are that they might have joy!" "Very good, Elder. You know your scriptures. Those two exceptional daddies opened my eyes, sexually; but they also taught me a lot about how to be a better man. You know, they're actually going to be traveling through here in a few weeks. They would go crazy over you, Brodie! Do you think you'd like to meet them?" "Are you kidding me? They sound fucking awesome! I would love it!" ***************************************************** When I was pulling on my g's and sweats in the garage, the idea of running home seemed like a no-go. I felt like I'd been pulled through the ringer. But it's such a beautiful day, I stop at the end of the driveway, do a few stretches and then I'm off. Running helps me think more clearly. My lost-and-found cock ring is in my pocket now, so the run home is more relaxing than my earlier trek. I'm replaying my adventure with Colby and Mark as I jog; so my dick does start to chub up again. I can't believe how lucky I've been lately. I have met so many amazing guys; but those two cops are right at the top of the list. I'm excited to meet Colby's friends, too. From the look on his face as he talked about them, they must be pretty special. As I'm climbing the steps to my apartment, I can hear my phone pinging inside; but my top priority right now is to get to the bathroom. I have so much cum in me that I can feel it trying to leak out. With that personal matter taken care of, I start the shower and toss my clothes in the hamper. My phone goes off again. I ignore it. The water is steamy now; and I'm a cummy, sweaty mess. After a long shower, I feel invigorated; though a part of me wishes I hadn't washed Mark and Colby's smell away so soon. Before sprawling out naked on my bed, I grab my phone to see who is being so persistent. It's been nearly two hours since I left for Mark's place. I have four voicemails and nearly a dozen texts. What the hell! They're not all from the same person. I'm turning into quite the popular guy. Scanning the list, I see: President Lyman, Troy, Bishop Steele, Wade, Dad, Wayne and Brother B. Sandwiched in between the ones from my contacts, there are three from a number I don't recognize. The first of the three just has a photo of a butt. It's a nice butt; I just don't know who it belongs to. There's no caption. The second is a dick pic. A hot photo of a very impressive cock. If I had seen that before, I would definitely remember. The third mystery message has both photos side by side. Maybe I'm slow, but I don't solve the puzzle until I see the text: 'Hey, I'm trying to get these two things together in the same camera shot. Can you help me with that? Chuck' Fuck yeah! Sexy fucking Chuck. He's sent me a picture of my own ass and I didn't even recognize it. I'm assuming the second pic is really his cock. I can describe precisely how he felt inside of me; but I was blindfolded the entire time, so this is the first time I'm seeing it. It's a fuckin' beaut! A thick club of a cock emerging from a dense, black bush matted with cum. That makes sense, since he was the third one to fuck me that afternoon: sloppy thirds after Bother B and President Lyman. But I'm still at a disadvantage; I don't have a clue what his face looks like. It doesn't really matter, though. What matters is my vivid memory of the way he kissed me. The other messages will have to wait. I need to help Chuck with his photo dilemma. Comments and feedback are always welcome! email: rob83401@yahoo.com Twitter: @rob_83401