Date: Sat, 2 Dec 2017 23:30:34 -0500 From: Emile Ochoa Subject: Gettin' The D 3 The following is a work of fiction and is an erotic story involving male characters only. Please consider donating to Nifty. All financial contributions help. Thank you. Gettin' The D 3 Copyright � Emile Ochoa. There were a lot of other young guys who were gettin' it. I got dressed, still sweaty, and worn out from my ass getting done by Alex. My hole puckered and pulsed like my heart had somehow been transported to it and was beating from there; thump... thump... thump... thump. It felt good still even though I was sure I would be sore later on, but it wouldn't be for a bad reason. Damn, all those females getting banged like I got it had my understanding and sympathy at the same time because they got dick like that regularly. In general, I don't think I could handle getting fucked up my ass every day though. "So how you feel?" Alex asked with a sly smile. "Like I just got dicked in my ass." My dick was still semi hard and poking out the front of my boxers. I pulled my jeans up and fixed them. Alex watched while he lit the blunt again and took a pull. He blew the smoke out his mouth. He was still naked, sitting with his legs spread open. His dick was slowly going soft, but it was still long and thick. His body glistened from sweat. He looked like he was ready for a shower and few hours of sleep. He had a workout; we both did. "Pinga grade en tú culo, that's what you got for sure," he smirked. "I knew you wanted from the minute I walked in your house, you had this look on your face." "Whatever," I scoffed and put my shirt on. "Don't lie about it. You can't hide that," he teased. I chuckled a little. "I mean I ain't saying I didn't think about it, but-" "But nothing. You wanted it the second you looked at me. It wasn't a after thought like oh yeah let me hit up Alex so he could bang me." "Whatever, alright yeah," I shrugged and smiled slightly. "I ain't know it would be like that. I mean I had this dream about you, but damn, the dream became reality." "Now you know why bitches like me," he groped his crotch, "I make dreams come true," he smiled proudly. "Bitches huh?" "Yeah." "I guess that makes me a bitch then," I told him and smirked. I left his place feeling like I just opened the door to a whole new thing. I still wasn't planning on looking for guys to get with, but if the opportunity came up with the right guy, then whatever happened was going to happen. I definitely wanted something to happen with Alex again though. He was the only exception I would make in my nit looking for guys to hook up with. I would make opportunities to get with him, especially since I knew I could the D from him. It took a couple of days for the soreness to go away and the whole time I went without doing anything backdoor, I kept thinking about it. I kept thinking about Alex. We texted each other during the week, but didn't hook up for one reason or other; either he was doing something or I was, and so it didn't happen. I didn't think too much on it though because I knew it would happen again eventually, and in the mean time I hung out with my friends and my girl. None of them knew what happened and I had no plans on telling them, especially my girl. She was in no way about to be cool with that. I actually felt a little bad it when I thought about her or when I talked to her because technically I cheated on her. It was worth it though. I know it probably makes me sound like a fuck up, but whatever; I banged the hell out of her and bought her flowers to make up for it. Damn, that is kind of messed up, but it's not like I'm sitting on every dick in the state. I'm young, I'm not married so why not explore my options, especially when they're hot, got a big dick, and got a fast car? I'm just saying. No girl could eat my ass out the way Alex did. He knew the right spot and the right way. It felt so good too. No girl could poke my tight hole with a swollen dick head and then spit on it and ease it, stretching my hole open to not only swallow the head, but the thick, long shaft behind it. No girl ever made me precome like I was taking a slow, drawn out piss with a pulsing dick, and no girl could ever fuck me the way Alex did or make me nut the way he made me nut. It just wasn't going to happen. Yeah I came fucking pussy, but not as much as when Alex had me bent over, pounding my hole hard, furious, and fast. He made my body shiver like I was buck ass naked outside on a cold night. I was neither outside or cold. I was inside, getting my inside done, and I was hot because it was sweaty and heavy. We went at for a couple od hours too. The only time pussy fucking went on for hours was when I watched one getting done in a porno. Damn, just thinking about it, got me hard and wet. Where the fuck is my phone? "Hello?" I answered the call. So much for hitting Alex up. "Hey, what time will you be here tomorrow? We have to leave by 9:30 to get to the church on time," my girl said. "Tomorrow?" "The baptism. Oh my god Javi, you forgot?" "Um, no," I lied. "I'll be there by nine." "Don't be late." "I'm not. I'll call you later, I gotta go take care of something," I told her as I groped my crotch and walked over by the mirror. "Like what?" She asked. "Nothing, I just got to go do something for somebody; one of my boys from my job. He needs help with his I stared at my reflection. My hard on was very noticeable and my dick was aching for release. I unzipped, worked my fingers inside my boxers opening and whipped it out. I slowly stroked the shaft from my crotch to my dick head and down again. The whole time I had the phone on speaker in my other hand. She had no idea I was doing it and to be honest, I wasn't even really paying attention to anything she was saying. I was more interested in staring at my dick; feeling it pulse as it was swelled up, long, and being played with. I actually put the phone down while she was still talking so I could take my shirt off and check out my chest and stomach. I pictured myself with tattoos, a little more muscle, and if it would make me look more street than I looked. I thought about it. I turned around add o I could check out my back and my ass while I held onto my dick. The more I stared and teased my mind, the harder it felt like my dick got. It was this crazy self teasing that slowly made me hornier and anxious about doing something; anything really. "Go away," I snapped out my trance when I heard my girl say it. She was talking to her younger brother Max. I heard him messing with her. "Javi don't want to talk to you," she told him. "Let him talk," I told her. It took a minute, but she gave him the phone finally so we could talk. I went over to the bed. "What's up?" "Nothing, what's up with you?" He asked back. I don't know what did it, but as soon as he started talking, it flipped something in my head and I started thinking about Alex again. I felt like I was breathing funny or at least like I was up to something. Max must've heard it too because he asked what I was doing. "Jerking off," I told him. "Yeah right," He didn't believe me. "That's disgusting," he chuckled. "Like you don't do it," I teased. "Not on the phone with somebody. I hope you're joking." "Yeah whatever, just keep talking, I'm listening." Right then in there something hit me. I listened to him talking about Grand Theft Auto and some other stuff, but my mind was already drifting into a fantasy. The more he talked, the more I got into it. His voice made it seem like he was there and a part of what I was doing. I guess you could say, I was fantasizing about Alex, through Max somehow, but thinking about Max at the same time since he was on the phone and basically said he jerked off. His admission got my attention. Max wasn't normally on my mind in that way, but I had to admit that he was a good looking kid. The main reason I never thought about him in that way, was because he was my girl's younger brother. I did look at him before, I just didn't seriously consider doing something with him. In that moment though, I was horny and him being on the phone and Alex on my mind, the whole thing was a turn on, not to mention a little nasty. In other words, it was hot and it made fantasizing hotter. Was I starting to get into guys or was I just so fucking horny that I couldn't help it? I don't know, but it was what it was. Anyway, the fantasy... The house was quiet since no one else was there. I pictured us upstairs in the bedroom with the door almost completely closed. No one could see us, not even through the windows because the blinds were closed. We were next to each other. I reach over and touch Max, rubbing him in the way he did himself when he was alone. He does it back to me. We look at each other without speaking. There wasn't anything to say because there wasn't anything to it. Alex puts his fingers inside the front opening of my boxers. He brushes against my pubes and part of my shaft. I lick my lip and swallow and grope Max again, squeezing his burgeoning hard on over his boxers before slipping my hand inside the elastic waistband, snaking my way further down. He gets close to me; our thighs pressed together. The three of us are together, awkwardly exploring each other, but Alex takes charge over me, I take charge over Max, and just like that, we're sexually amped up. The whole time I'm thinking about stuff, I'm beating my meat and hearing Max's voice on speaker phone. I was into it, enjoying squeezing my dick head and sliding up and down my shaft while he talked. I rubbed all that precome that oozed out all over my head. I licked it off my fingers and smeared it down my dick until I was sticky. The smell slowly took over and I found myself wanting to do more. In my mind, Max was stroking me while I stroked Alex. I went down on Alex and took his nine like a pro. Forget that Max was younger than both of us, forget that they didn't know each other, in my mind, we were all just crazy about exploring each other's bodies, feeling each other's dicks, and tasting sexual lust together for the first time. "Agggghhhhhhhh!" I heard Alex's voice and words again. "Tragarlo... tragarlo puta." I'm jerking harder and faster as I remember more and it mixes with the fantasy. Max is still talking on speaker phone. I'm beginning to go mentally crazy with it. Physically my body is ready to get done again and not with my girl either. "You still there?" Max asked. "Yeah. Keep talking, I'm listening to everything you're saying." I was really just hearing his voice and turning it into something more. His voice only added to the memory of being with Alex, especially the times he had his dick deep inside me, treating me like a bitch. I could hear us loud and clear again. "Aghhh," I cried out. "Bitches like it? Tell me you like it." "Unh!" I cried out. "Say it," he hit my sweet spot. "I like it..." I moaned and wet my lips. Fantasy, memory, fantasy, memory; Alex in my head, Max on speaker phone and me ferociously jerking was as good as it was going to be until I heard back from Alex and could hook up with him again. I wondered if he was out somewhere fucking some girl. The thought alone gave me more to fantasize about. If he was, I was jealous of whoever she was because she was gettin' his D and I wanted it. I folded my lips over to keep from moaning while Max was on the phone. My balls swelled up inside my boxers. I felt like I was close to coming in a real explosive way. I worked my dick over like it was the last time I was ever going to be able to her off. I was into it, I was working up a good nut, I was fantasizing, I was remembering; I was getting close to a real good nut, and I... "Javi, you home?" The knock on my room door broke everything. "Hang on," I scrambled to fix myself as the door opened. "What?" I asked my father. "Hang on a minute," I told Max. "Nothing," he said. "We just got back from your grandmother, I wasn't sure if you were here or not." "Yeah, I'm here." "You staying home?" He asked. "I don't know, probably," I told him. "You need anything?" Yeah, I needed him to get the fuck out of my room so I could handle my business. My dick was sticky and sloppy inside my underwear. My balls were sex sweaty, musky; I felt it. I could smell it. I was pretty sure he smelled it too. I mean, he's a guy, he fucked before; I'm pretty sure he jerked off before when he was younger. He had to know. He gave me this look and left. I closed the door back and went back to my bed. "Yo, you still there?" "Yeah," Max said. "Hold on, your stupid girlfriend wants her phone back. I'll call you from my phone." "Cool. Hurry up." "Bye." I hung up so he could call me back while I slipped my hand inside my underwear and started up again. My pubes were lathered in an intoxicating blend of precome, sweat, and body heat. I was ripe for the picking and there wasn't a dick in sight for me to slide back and forth on. I wanted to. I wanted to slide back and forth on Alex again. Fuck. It got so bad, I started thinking I needed to get on Max who finally called back. It was just my luck though; I couldn't get done what I needed to because I got called downstairs for whatever reason and Max had to get off to do something. Damn, fate really knew how to fuck shit up. I needed to nut. I had a sack load waiting to be spilled; spewed out my piss hole like creamy, melted butter. To make matters worse, he put on the sports channel to get the latest information in football, and kept talking about the players, the game; the coaches. We got into college football and talking about the Gators and getting my nut was over with. I wanted to bust so badly too. Damn. To make matters worse, Alex hit me up. He wanted to meet up, but again we couldn't because I had to go with my father somewhere. The entire situation was fucked up. All I wanted was for my dick to piss come and my hole stretched open as I got it in my ass again. Yo, what was wrong with me? I shouldn't have been thinking about sexing with a dude when I had my girl, but that's what was happening. I guess having my ass rocked by Alex really messed with my head. I was so into it that getting pussy wasn't ever going to be enough to satisfy me again. I was so worked up that even Max seemed like a way to go and all he did was talk on speaker phone. It was crazy and it was only going to get crazier since I wasn't getting to nut no time soon. I fell asleep later on that night thinking about the way Alex took care of me; the way he made me feel something I never felt with anyone before. It was hard to not think about it. I was definitely not going to be in a relationship with a guy, Alex included; but after thinking about it a lot more, I decided I was willing to do stuff on the side more than occasionally. I think I always knew I was into getting it with guys, I just never really admitted it. I had time to think about it and in all honesty, there was no point in trying to deny it or hide it anymore from myself. As far as everybody else went; whatever, they didn't need to know my business. Like I said before, it's not like I'm the only guy getting fucked in his ass. I'm not the only one new to it, but since I am new to it, why not keep exploring it? I'm sure Alex is game... "Take that dick, take it... take it... yeah, grip it... ooh. Ssss, fuck, unh... unh... unh." Alex said those exact words to me. I groaned loudly and pushed my ass back against him. He pulled me by the hair, snapping my head back, and held me while he did me. There was no around it, I wanted to be his side bitch and if I couldn't, then I was available for somebody else as long as they caught my eye and could handle me the way Alex handled me or better. Either way, I planned to find out just how much better gettin' the D was about to get...