Date: Wed, 15 Jun 2022 15:02:29 +0000
From: Bro 24 <bro-24@hotmail.com>
Subject: Where There's a Will There's a Way, Chapter 3

Author's Note: This story is fiction (unfortunately), although the
characters and some of the events are based on reality. It is the sole
property of the author and may not be reused or excerpted without his
permission. If you enjoy this story (particularly if you jerk off to it!),
I would love to hear your comments and feedback at
bro-24@hotmail.com. Thanks for reading!


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Where There's a Will There's a Way

Chapter 3

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Waking up to a blowjob is actually a bit disorienting. For most every
morning of my life, at least since puberty, I had woken up with wood. So,
it felt natural to have an erection as I awoke but it was slightly jarring
to realize that my dick was getting off on something, that it was wet and
moving, and that it felt fucking good. I lifted my head and looked down to
see Will quietly nursing on my hard cock, his naked body curled up at my
side me with his head resting on my hip. If it weren't for his gentle back
and forth movements as he slid my swollen head between his lips, he might
have looked asleep. I lowered my head back down and closed my eyes, giving
a long sigh as I enjoyed the pleasure of a man on my cock.

I thought about Will's desire to get `naughty' and wondered what we would
get up to that day. Of course, I had a general idea -- Will had nowhere to
be until work that night and we had agreed to have a day full of sex -- but
we had started sharing some of our more exotic interests and I wasn't sure
how far we would go.  After so many years of enjoying gay porn, I had seen
just about every act I thought that two men could do together sexually.
Some looked hot as hell, some I had no interest in whatsoever, and some got
me off hard when I jerked to them, but I wasn't sure I would actually try
if it came to it. I thought about how hard I boned for guys' holes. I'd
always had. The thought of exploring Will's with more than my cock was
tempting. Maybe there was even more we could slow down and explore.

Will had surprised me already with his adventurousness. He had swallowed my
load that morning of the camping trip -- something I didn't think I could
do, but he had been eager and seemed to relish it. The thought began to
creep into my mind to feel and taste a mouthful of his fresh, warm
spunk. Was it really as hot as it looked? His desire for cum was like a
fetish; the boy had been licking his own precum for years, and he
practically begged me to feed him mine when he sucked my dick. The more he
got off on it, the more I was tempted to indulge. Tasting my precum on his
tongue, kissing him with his load between our lips -- it was all so
intensely sexual. That sweet-salty mix of our semen was such a unique part
of sex between men that I never knew I would enjoy so much.

As I lay there enjoying Will's mouth, the thoughts of sharing our cum was
swiftly turning me on even more. I lifted my head to watch him again,
placing one hand on the back of his head and petting that soft, auburn
hair, uncharacteristically in disarray from his slumber. He looked up at
me, his lips still around my cock, recognizing that I was fully awake. I
felt my cock surge, getting hornier with my thoughts of cum, and it pulsed
as a shot of pre flowed into his mouth. He closed his eyes and moaned,
savoring the injection of my fluid.

"Good morning, cocksucker," I told him.

He slipped my cock out. "Good morning," he said with a horny smile.

"Hungry for breakfast?"

"I've got all I need right here," he said.

He made a few casual licks up my shaft. A new drop of pre glistened on to
the top of my head. He saw it there, then pointed his tongue to get it into
my piss slit, scooping it out. Seeing him so shamelessly eating that juice
was so hot. I wanted to get dirty with him, to be horny and gay together,
to do something that I could never do with a girl. Soon, a perverted idea
came to me.

"Let's feed each other," I said.

"Hmmm?" He was looking back up at me curiously.

I sat up and spread my legs.

"Come here," I directed him. "Put our dicks together."

I motioned for him to move in front of me. He did, scooting in and lifting
his legs over mine. With one last push, our cocks and sacks mashed
together, an incredible sight. I took both our cocks in my hand, holding
them as one.

"That's fucking hot," he said, looking down at our boners pressing against
each other.

"Can't do this with a girl," I said. He gave me a wicked smile.

I slowly stroked up both our dicks, squeezing them tight. As I expected,
the top of his cock was covered in pre. With my other hand, I touched it
with an outpointed finger and smeared it around the tip. I lifted it to his
mouth.

"Taste it," I said.

Will parted his lips and I gently stuck my finger in, rubbing it on his
tongue. He licked it, then sucked on my fingertip, his eyes closing and his
face twisting into a delighted smile. I saw his Adam's apple jump as he
swallowed.

"More," he quietly said.

Still slowly stroking our tandem cocks, I wiped up some more of the sticky
goo from his slit and brought it back to his mouth. He stuck out his tongue
and licked it clean, again savoring the taste before swallowing it down. He
was loving it, being fed his own precum, and there was a ceaseless flow of
juice pouring from him. I wanted a taste too. After a dozen or so licks for
him, I scooped up the next one and brought it to my own mouth, seeing his
eyes get big as he watched me taste his semen. I wiped it on my tongue and
experienced the slimy, tacky feel and sweet taste with a salty tang.

Will let out a light moan at the sight. This was turning him on big
time. He followed my lead, using a finger to scoop up the large dollop of
pre that had gathered on my swollen cockhead. Then he brought it up to my
mouth and waited for me to lick it off. My juice was saltier than his, but
good. It was an intensely sexual experience, tasting my own precum as he
watched. Doing something that felt so private -- getting off licking my own
fluid -- but being so open with him about our enjoyment was unsurpassingly
arousing.

We took turns then, feeding each other precum from whichever dick was
flowing. He fed me his and then my own, I fed him mine and then his. I took
turns feeding myself my own and he did the same. It was a hot moment when,
simultaneously, I fed myself my precum and he licked up a big drop of his
own. We smiled at each other, like two naughty boys secretly indulging in
some forbidden fruit. Through some kind of magical sexual force, the semen
kept flowing, and all the while I increased the rhythm of my hand on our
frotting cocks. It was shameless. I'd never seen men do what we did, but I
knew it would be an act we would have to repeat.

After many tastes, we tried something new. I milked fresh gushes of pre out
of both of us. Then with the pad of my finger I swirled around them, mixing
our semen together. It shone like pristine nectar on our dickheads, strings
of sticky cum between them. With a big scoop, I brought the mixture up to
his mouth. He stuck out his tongue and he swiped up the drop as he had done
before, but this time I leaned in and kissed him, inserting my tongue and
finding where that gooey drop rested on his. We tasted it together, our
tongues wrestling with the thick liquid between them, moaning in each
other's mouths. I jerked our cocks hard against each other.

It must have been too much for Will. As we lost ourselves in that
cum-trading makeout, I suddenly felt his cock throb hard against mine and
his lips and face became tense. With a loud moan, he ejaculated and his
jizz shot up between us, coating both our chests. The warm liquid splashing
on my body made me kiss him harder, leaning into him and forcing my tongue
against his. I kept jerking us, milking out his load, never looking down
but feeling that warm fresh cum ooze onto my dick. When his orgasm
subsided, he broke our kiss, leaning back on his hands and breathing heavy.

My cock was now covered in milky slick fluid. I let go of his and wrapped
my hand around mine, smearing the cum all over my shaft. Lubed up by his
load, I jacked my cock hard while he watched. The sensation was intense,
the natural lube aiding my quick slide up and down.

"Fucking hot," Will whispered, his eyes locked on my cum-covered dick.

The wet fapping sounds echoed off the walls of my small bedroom. I
increased speed, jerking hard with his cum. The kinkiness of our
precum-eating, cum-trading adventure had worked me up to a horny frenzy,
and I was turned on even more by Will was watching me masturbate. I pounded
on my dick, the cum working into a frothy mix. In seconds I was over the
edge and with a grunt, jets of cum squirted from my dick, flying into the
air and landing on Will's chest and the bedsheets between us. I jerked
until the last drop flowed out and then, unwilling to stop the pleasure of
my hand on my slick, pulsing dick, I jerked some more.

Will watched with intensity. When I finally stopped, he reached a hand up
to his chest, smearing the cum around, mixing his and mine together. I knew
what he was about to do, but I was still in awe as he brought his
cum-covered fingers to his mouth and, with a giant smile on his face,
licked the stringy, creamy load clean. He swallowed, then fell over on his
back in satisfaction.

"Naughty boy," I said.

---

We had wiped ourselves down pretty good with a towel, but it wasn't enough,
so I went for a quick shower. It was about 9:30 and with no plans other
than the joy of each other's sexual company, it was a lazy start to the
day.

Will asked if he could use my computer, a laptop on a small desk in the
corner of the bedroom, while I cleaned up. I didn't think twice about it
until as I dried off in the bathroom, I suddenly remembered -- Will's dick
pics. Those two images of his erect cock I had copied from his borrowed
hard drive a couple of years ago were there, on a flash drive amongst a
massive archive of gay porn. The stick was still inserted in the laptop, as
it always was since I lived alone. I was quickly filled with dread. It
wasn't the fear of him knowing I got off to them -- we had already admitted
we had been jerking off to each other for years. I was more worried he
might think I had betrayed his trust.

I quickly finished drying, wrapped the towel around my waist, and tried to
act cool as I walked back into the bedroom to see if I could intercede in
any discovery. As I came up behind him, it was clear he had at least found
what was hidden on the USB stick. The screen was filled with two naked
jocks in a 69, hard poles in each other's mouth and their fit, naked bodies
in a circular embrace. It was one of many images of that position that I
had gathered over the years. Will sat in the desk chair, leaning in towards
the screen, one hand on the mouse and the other holding his junk. He heard
me sidle up and turned to look up at me with a knowing smile on your face.

"Looks like I stumbled on your porn collection," he said.

"Did you now," I replied. Despite my worry about him finding those two
pics, it was hot to see Will looking at the gay porn I so often got off
to. "Are you surprised?"

"Not at all," he said. "I think we're into the same kind of dudes."

He flipped through a few more 69 pics, then back up to the root drive
looking at all the folders, carefully named by category. I looked down,
seeing that he was gently massaging himself. Was he already horny again? I
couldn't blame him -- my addiction to gay porn was strong and I sometimes
jerked off two or three times in a row if I was really feeling it.

He opened another folder and the screen filled with thumbnails of guys
fucking. "Nice," he said.

"Kinda presumptuous to go through somebody's private collection," I said,
teasingly.

"Oh?" he said, turning his head again to look up at me. "You should talk!"

I felt a pang of dread.

"What do you mean?" I tried to play dumb.

He said nothing as he turned back to move the mouse to a different
folder. From where I stood behind him, the screen was too far for me to
read the label, but I knew it was the one I had stupidly named `Will.'

I could have grabbed his hand, kept him from opening it. I could have
pretended like I didn't know what he was talking about or said I didn't
know where they came from. But what was the point? He surely knew his own
dick when he saw it and he clearly knew I had his pictures. But the smile
on his face showed that he clearly wasn't upset. I watched as he opened the
folder, double-clicked the first thumbnail, and his beautiful penis,
standing vertically erect in all its glory filled the screen top to bottom.

"What have you been doing with these?" he said wryly. He flipped back and
forth between the two pics, as I had done a thousand times.  "Listen,
Will," I said, trying to gather my words. "I'm sorry man, it's just I found
them and I..."

"Dude," he stopped me. He turned around in the chair, those deep brown eyes
looking into me. "It's cool."

"Yeah?" I was still unsure.

"Yeah," he replied. He was rubbing himself with more vigor than
before. "You get off to these?"

"What do you think?" I asked.

He looked down at my crotch, hidden by the white towel wrapped around my
waist. There was a bulge there, the slightest tenting that stretched the
towel across my front.

"I think you jack off to my dick pics," he said with a mischievous smile. I
was feeling more at ease. It seemed he was actually turned on that I had
secretly been getting off to pics of him for so long.

"I thought you'd be upset," I said sheepishly.

His smile was kind and understanding. I felt a warmth from him that I
hadn't noticed before. It was different than the sexual connection we had
established. It was more like he was understood the longing and desire I
had pent up, and that he felt the pain and frustration of it too. For a
moment, I was lost in those deep brown eyes.

Then his devilish smirk returned and I saw the now familiar look of
horniness in his face. "Actually, it's really hot," he said.

"Yeah?"

"Maybe we should take some new pics."

"We'll see," I said.

I sat down on the edge of the bed. I looked past him, seeing the screen
full of his hard cock, then looked down his naked body at his actual
dick. It was nearly as hard as the one on the screen. Will turned back to
the computer. "Let's see what else you got on here."

His hand moved to the mouse, and he went back to browsing through the
folders. As hot as it was seeing Will enjoy my collection, part of me was
still feeling a bit shy. I had never shared with anyone that I got off to
gay porn, much less divulged the secret kinks that I gooned too in the late
hours of the night. Will was never the judgmental type, but I felt exposed
nonetheless. Yet from how he reacted, it was apparent he liked what I
liked.

"You horny again already?" I asked him.

He nodded towards the screen. "Gay porn does that to me." He looked down at
my towel again. "Looks like it does it for you too."

"Every time," I said.

"Fucking hot," he said, looking through a folder of nude jock guys with
hardons.

"Hard cocks," I said with some hunger.

"God, yes," he said, his eyes glued to the screen. "Look at that one."

He stopped on a young athletic guy with a big dick, probably 8 or 9
inches. It looked hard enough to drive a nail. Trimmed pubes highlighted
the massive cock, and a nice low-hanging sack underneath completed the
perfect image. Will had good taste. I could see he was starting to stroke
his dick rather than just massage it. Mine was raised to full attention and
the towel had about come unwrapped. Seeing Will jerk off to dick right in
front of me was unreal. We had proved repeatedly how gay we were with each
other, but it was like a whole other dimension of this new reality was
being revealed.

He moved back up to another folder. Butts. "Mmmm," he moaned. "Some of the
backside."

"Yeah, well, you know what I like," I said as he opened it and skimmed down
the screen of thumbnails of spread asses.

"Quite a collection you got here," he noted. There was pic after pic of
guys showing ass. Some on all fours, cheeks spread wide, some of guys
spread eagle with their legs in the air, and many of my most private
turn-on -- close-up shots of guys' assholes. Will opened image after image,
browsing through my gallery of holes, some smooth, some furry, all sexy.

He stopped on one image, a close-up of a smooth hole, pink and puckered. It
was a young twink that had been one of my favorite porn stars, his legs up
in the air and his beautiful boy butt spread.

"Daaaaamn, dude," Will exclaimed. "This what you like?" He was jerking his
cock steadily and I could see he was fully hard now.

"Yeah" I admitted. "You?"

"Fuck man, a boy ass like that? Totally hot."

I unwrapped my towel and released my boner. It was at full mast now, the
site of Will jerking to a spread twink ass was the final straw. As I sat
inches from him, both of us admiring that well-formed butt, the memory of
Will's parted cheeks popped in my head. His tight perfect rosebud replaced
the sight on the screen. I lusted for it harder than any of the beautiful
holes in my gallery. Three times I had sunk my cock balls deep in it, but I
still wanted something more. What I really wanted was to explore Will's
hole. I wanted to touch it and play with it, to get close and really look
at it. Suddenly, I was imagining myself doing what I had gotten off to guys
doing in porn so many times but didn't think I could ever do -- licking
it. It still seemed so taboo.

I came back to the present, watching as Will ogled that smooth spread ass
on the screen. I don't know why I was surprised he was into guys' asses
like I was -- I guess it was because he had really only shown interest in
taking my dick: a "bottom" as I knew it was called. Maybe Will wanted to be
a "top" too. I couldn't blame him with the way ass turned me on. Sometimes
I thought guys asses were so hot that it seemed impossible that all guys
weren't into them.  And smooth twink ass was damn near irresistible.

"If you like that, you should check out the twink folder," I told him.

"Ooooo," he called. He found it quickly and opened it up. Thumbnails of all
the smooth twink boys I had gotten off to over the years cascaded down the
screen. He opened up a file and a video of a cute boy sucking another's big
cock started playing.

Will looked back at me and down at my dick. A smile crept across his face
as he saw that I had started jerking off too. He scooted back in the chair
so we were close and opening up my view to the screen. We spent a few quiet
seconds jerking off in unison to the video. I watched him. He was so into
it. Will got off to gay porn as hard as I did.

"How much you jerk to gay porn?" I asked. He looked at me, his face a
little more serious. I felt for a moment that connection between us, our
shared secret pastime revealed.

"A lot," he said. "Like non-stop." Maybe Will really was as depraved as
me. I thought long jerk sessions to porn was just something I alone
did. Maybe not. "How `bout you?"

"A lot, man," I replied, enjoying the admission. "I can't get enough."

Will flipped through a few more videos, settling on one of a smooth twink
riding a jock's big dick. Again, we beat our dicks in unison, our breathing
becoming louder and heavier. For a few moments we said nothing, both
concentrated on the screen with a steady rhythm to our masturbation. I
thought about all the hours I'd done this very thing, never knowing Will
had been doing the same. Now we were doing it together and it was
invigorating.

"You ever edge it?" I asked him.

"Edge my dick?"

"Yeah," I said.

His smile widened as he looked down to watch me again. "Do you?"

"Yeah," I said.

"Me too," he finally admitted. "Once I get going, I can't stop."

"How long you go for?" I asked him.

"Depends on how much time I have," he said with a chuckle. Then after a
moment he said, "sometimes a couple of hours."

"That's hot!" I blurted out.

"You do it too?"

"Hours, man," I replied. "Filthy, depraved hours of masturbation to gay
porn." We both laughed. The connection was palpable in that moment -- the
secret addiction that neither of us had ever admitted now openly shared. It
felt like there was little left to hide of our solitary habits. I wanted to
experience it with him even more.

"I have an idea," I said. Will looked at me, curious. "Let's put some hot
gay porn on the big screen and edge together."

"Yeah!" He replied excitedly. "Maybe take turns finding some hot stuff?"

"For sure," I said.

"I really want to get a shower though. Do you mind?"

"Not at all," I said. "Go get cleaned up. I'll get the porn going."

As he got up and walked towards the bathroom, my cock pulsed at the sight
of his ass. The beautiful smooth cheeks folded and bounced as he moved and
I felt the urge to explore more what was between them. Again, I thought of
my face down there, pressed between those mounds of flesh, tongue prying
into the warm moist center. Without thinking, I called out to him as he
disappeared through the bathroom door.

"Dude, get that hole perfectly clean for me!"

---

The living area of my apartment was small, but comfortable. Just outside
the bedroom door was a couch against the wall with a little coffee table in
front of it. To the left was my small kitchen with a tall counter. My 60"
flatscreen was across from the couch, and to the right was a sliding glass
door that went out to a balcony that overlooked the other buildings in the
complex. For what we were about to do, I had closed the blinds tight --
sunlight crept in from the sides, but we would have complete privacy.

I sat on the couch and turned on the TV. My dick had softened a bit from
the time that Will had gone to shower, but I sill played with my balls
absent-mindedly as I set things up. I'd placed the laptop on the coffee
table and set it to stream to the TV. I decided to start with something
mild, finding a video of young jock slow-fucking another hot young guy in a
doggystyle position. When Will walked in, naked and drying his hair with a
towel, there was gay sex filling the screen and I was jacking off.

"Whoa," he said, staring at the screen and down at my dick. "Nice."

"Thought you'd like this," I said.

He joined me on the couch, sitting close to me on my left and spreading his
legs. He lifted his right leg over my left so our torsos were together. I
saw that his boner had gone down some, but he was definitely still
aroused. His hand instinctively went to it, rubbing his cock and balls
while he stared at the screen.

"These guys are hot," Will quietly said, never taking his eyes off the
screen. He began to slowly stroke himself. The video cut to a closeup of
the jocks big dick sliding in and out of the round ass of the other guy.

"That ass has got me worked up," I said.

"Yeah, I'd love to feel my cock in that."

I look at him, a bit surprised. He hadn't shown any interest in being the
one fucking. Between jerking off to the asses in my collection and now
wanting to fuck the guy on the screen, I was a bit confused on what Will
was really into.

"So you want to be on top?" I clarified.

"Fuck yeah," he said, as if it were obvious. "Check out that sexy
ass. Don't you?"

"Yeah man," I replied. "I just wasn't sure if you just liked to...receive."
It felt a little awkward to say. I still wasn't quite comfortable with the
language of gay sex.

Will looked over at me, still jerking himself, but with a curious look on
his face.

"Are you kidding?" He said. Then he smiled again, "Just cause you can't
stop plowing your dick in my ass doesn't mean I don't want to fuck too!"

"Ok, ok," I waved him down. "You're pretty good at the bottom thing,
though."

"Maybe you need to try it!"

"We'll see." I said non-committedly.

---

We had been jerking off for almost an hour, stroking vigorously through a
variety of porn and talking dirty, admiring hot men and attractive dicks
and asses with little restraint. It was nearly three in the
afternoon. Realizing that we hadn't eaten anything that day besides our
precum breakfast, we took a quick break to reheat some pizza I had leftover
in the fridge. The porn kept playing while we ate and our boners never went
down. Standing naked together in the kitchen, our dicks outright from our
bodies, we threw down the pizza while we watched and commented on the guys
and the sex that we couldn't get enough of.

Before returning to the couch, I had grabbed the bottle of lube from the
bedroom. We slathered up our cocks, the echoes of sloppy fapping added to
the cacophony of manly moans and pounding bodies coming from the screen. We
took turns jerking each other, jerking ourselves, and massaging the other
while he pleasured himself. Will played with my balls as I jerked to a
video of guys 69ing. I caressed his inner thighs and under his sack as he
stroked hard to a couple of hot guys fucking in a locker room shower. We
edged our dicks, working up close to orgasm then pausing to keep them from
cumming.

The day was getting later but the debauchery continued, two horny men
unashamedly jacking off to gay porn together. We were slowly building to
climax and I was wondering what was going to bring us over the top. It was
Will's turn to find a video and he had been searching for a while,
patiently looking for whatever it was he had in mind.

"C'mon man," I said. "Find some more dick before I lose my edge."

"Hold on, you horny fag" he joked. "I've got something good. Just have to
find it."

He searched intently, one hand guiding the laptop while the other, sticky
and wet, slowly kept pleasuring his meat. I looked him up and down,
admiring again the site of him masturbating. His body was beautiful -- fit
in all the right places. Soft but masculine. Smooth with just the light
fine fur that perfectly enhanced his fair skin. It made me want to lick him
all over, to taste his sweet manly essence. Again, the image of his round,
spread ass filled my mind. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted
to lick there too. I wondered what it would be like to feel my tongue
travelling up his crack and...

"Got it," he said. He leaned back as the video faded in on the screen.

I recognized the guys right away, two porn stars that had been the target
of my orgasms several times over. One was a taller, hunky guy with longer
brown hair, a perfect penis and an athletic ass. The other was younger and
shorter, but with a hot fit body and an incredible bubble butt. The two
were playing boyfriends, one just coming home from work and the other
greeting him. Kissing quickly turned to making out and about a minute in,
the guys were naked with the younger one on his knees sucking his
boyfriend's dick. I had a glimpse of recognition. I felt like this video
had gotten me off hard in the past.

"I've seen this," I said.

"Yeah?" Will said, never taking his eyes from the screen. "You want
something different?"

"No, it's hot," I said. Then I remembered what was so hot about it. "They
lick each other a lot."

"Mmmhmmm," Will responded. "Hot rimjobs." He kept jerking steadily, eyes
fixed on the TV.

My cock pulsed and oozed fresh precum at Will's mentioning of my ultimate
turn-on. It seemed so taboo, but Will obviously liked watching it too. But
although asslicking looked hot, I was still unsure how I felt about
actually doing it. Wasn't it dirty? Didn't it taste bad? Guys seemed to
really get into it, shoving their tongues deep inside each other's asses in
porn videos, but in reality, did guys really do that to each other? I
wondered if it felt as good as they made it seem.

As we watched, the taller guy moved his boyfriend over to a seatless
chair. He wrapped his partner's legs over the frame, opening and exposing
that round, plump ass. He got underneath, licking up and down the thick
cock of his man. Slowly he crept lower and the camera followed. With a
full-throated moan from above him, the boyfriend licked all the way down
the crack of the plentiful ass and over the hole.

I looked over at Will, whose mouth was open and eyes were wide. His hand
was stroking his cock with focused determination. He was enjoying this.

The action intensified. The guy in the chair settled in, spreading himself
wider so his hole was exposed under the chair. His boyfriend lay flat on
the ground and began to lick at the exposed anus above him. I felt the
speed of my hand increase on my cock and I looked over, seeing Will had
done the same.

The camera got close and a wet, pointed tongue slid up into the hole. A
satisfied sigh came from the guy above. Licking and pushing his tongue into
the open asshole, the guy gave his man a deep rimjob that seemed to be
giving both complete delight.

I tried to gauge the horniness on Will's face. The steadiness of his
strokes, his intense focus on the screen, his gaping jaw -- all evidence of
the lust for the explicit tongue on hole action before us. It made me
squirt another shot of precum, a milky glob that oozed down my head and
quickly got mixed with the greasy lube I was sliding all over my dick. I
looked down his body. Will's legs were bent and spread, feet on the edge of
the coffee table in front of us. His ass was low, nearly hanging off the
seat of the couch, not positioned much differently than the boyfriend
getting licked in the porn. I knew his hole had to be exposed, warm and
moist from the intensity of our long jack-off session. An urge was building
in me. I wanted to be down there, close to it. I wanted to know what it was
like to lick Will in the most intimate of places. It still felt like I
would be crossing some line, but he seemed to get off on asslicking as much
as I did.

Without a word I peeled myself off my seat and moved down under Will,
sprawling my legs under the coffee table and moving my head under his ass.

"What are you doing?" Will said, looking down between his legs.

I said nothing, just reached up and grabbed his ass cheeks with both
hands. The supple cheeks parted and I gazed up at the manly ass crack
inches from my face. I'd seen it before, but now I was in close range and
it was for the first time the target of my exploration. Will seemed perfect
everywhere, and his asshole was no exception. The crack was mostly smooth,
with only a line of whispy light fur that outlined his hole. A ring of
darker pink skin encircled his ass lips, like a target outlining a
bullseye. The hole itself was more like a slit, maybe an inch long, and
held tightly closed by the puffy wrinkled lips that reminded me of his
mouth. As I gazed, it appeared more and more like a mouth -- and I had a
sudden understanding of why men would want to lick each other's
assholes. Will's anus was like another set of lips to kiss, to make out
with, to probe with my tongue. But it was so much more -- a sensitive and
intimate treasure that was hidden to most, itself both beautiful and sexual
while also the entrance to greater depths of masculine pleasure.

I raised up higher, my nose between his cheeks and close to the hole. I
sniffed tentatively, then took in more. The aroma was like nothing I had
sensed before, not dirty or foul, but musky and manly. There was a hint of
the soap from his shower. The scent was thick and moist, alluring, the
concentrated essence of him. I had no idea that smelling a man's ass could
be so intoxicating. Whether it was my imagination or the power of some
actual pheromone, it made me want nothing more than to taste him there.

Will said nothing more above me, surely still curious, but likely having
guessed what I was preparing to do by both my position and the inspiration
on the screen. I raised up more, my face now touching his ass. I stuck out
my tongue, and with a light, timid touch I licked across his asshole.
"Ohhh," Will moaned with a sigh.

Fresh. Clean. Musky. Manly. These were the tastes that I experienced upon
that first lick. It was clear now - his hole was nothing more than skin. I
flattened my tongue and moved down to the base of his crack. Then in a
long, slow movement I licked up, my tongue grazing through his soft fur,
over the wrinkled lips of his hole, and up to the place below his balls.

"Of fuuuuck, Mark" Will moaned. He squirmed above me, shifting in his seat,
and his cheeks parted even more.

I licked again, another long swipe up his crack, causing him to give a
heavy sigh. The taste was almost sweet when I licked across his hole, and I
targeted it for greater attention. I licked directly on those puffy lips,
feeling them protrude and sink in reflex. I dragged my tongue across his
asshole slowly, following the wrinkled terrain and depressing in the
orifice between. I kissed his beautiful anus, softly and with
tenderness. Then I licked across it some more.

Will moaned with each slow pass of my tongue. My face was now fully in his
ass and I let go of his cheeks so they closed around me. My hand had gone
down to my cock and I masturbated deliberately as I lost myself in licking
his most intimate of places.

"That feels amaaazing," Will whispered.

I was gentle but focused, exploring his ass with my tongue. I swirled
around his hole and licked on it directly. Each action caused a different
response from him. I lapped at his hole, quick licks right across his lips
that made him shudder. The area was now covered in my saliva and my tongue
glided easily over all that was exposed to me. There was nothing I lusted
for more than Will's asshole and now it was mine. If I had been uncertain
about asslicking, I had become a true believer.

But it wasn't enough. I wanted more. I wanted inside. The mysteries of his
sexual portal, to date plunged to its depths only with my cock, were now
tauntingly close and I was driven to taste him deeper. I pointed my tongue
and centered on his hole, then straining my neck, I pushed up in between
his taut asslips and tried to pry my way inside.

"Jesus, Mark," Will softy cooed.

The way was shut. I tried again, pushing my tongue up into his anus but
finding that it would go no further than the surface. I needed better
access.  Squirming out from under him, I rose up, wiping the wetness on my
face on my arm. Will was in awe, his mouth agape and his hand frantically
stroking his penis. I reached out my hand, beckoningly.

"Come with me," I said.

Will pulled himself up, never letting go of his cock. I guided him in front
of me and led him to the doorway of the bedroom. One hand stroking my own
dick, the other grabbing his supple ass, I pushed him through. The sounds
of moaning and sex continued from the porn still playing in the other room.

"Bend over and spread your ass," I directed. Will crawled on the bed up to
the pillows, then put his head down and raised his ass up. His round,
smooth cheeks spread wide and light sparkled off his wet hole. He knew
exactly where this was going.

"Fuck yeah," I mumbled, seeing that beautiful asshole in all its glory,
spread and winking as if it were inviting me for more. I got on all fours
behind him and buried my face back in Will's ass. My tongue did laps around
his hole.

"That feels so fucking good," he moaned.

"Yeah? You like it?" I asked between licks.

"God Mark, I've never felt anything like it."

I hadn't either -- I'd never had my ass licked. But I knew how hard it was
getting me off being in such close contact with his hole. I hadn't thought
of it before, but for men, particularly those enjoying gay sex, the ass is
a sexual organ just as much as the dick. Giving Will's hole such pleasure
and attention was a new adventure, the joy of which was compounded further
by fact that it was his anus -- the most private and hidden of parts,
regularly used for a much more unattractive purpose. But as it was now
clean and exposed for my enjoyment, I couldn't get enough.

I licked in slow circles around his hole. I kissed and gently nibbled his
soft, smooth cheeks. I ran my nose down his crack, feeling his soft fur,
now matted and wet, brush against me. I made long licks all the way up,
then all the way down. Then, in a frenzied focus, I lapped directly on his
asshole, my tongue flicking over those wrinkled lips like a cat drinking
milk.

Will was in ecstasy before me, his breathing fast and heavy and a constant,
long moans coming from his mouth, muffled deep in the pillow. His ass
twitched and shook when I teased him, and his body shuddered when I went
hard on his hole. I'd seen men in porn receive rimjobs countless times --
now I knew it didn't take much acting to get such a response. I wanted to
dig deeper, no longer feeling any reservations about what I might find. I
wanted to lick inside Will's ass and I wanted to see how it would make him
feel.

"Dude, flip over," I directed him.

"No, don't stop," he whined.

"Just do it," I said more assertively. "I want to lick you deeper."

"Fuck!" he said with excitement.

As Will rolled over, I pulled myself up from all fours and moved to the
floor. Will's naked front came into view, his rock hard cock wet again with
precum. He bent his legs at the knees and I reached out, grabbing hold of
his hips and pulling him to the edge of the bed. He got the idea, scooting
down so his ass hung just off the edge. I got down on my knees, face to
face with his ass and mere inches from his throbbing cock.

"Spread your ass," I commanded.

He slapped a hand on each cheek and pulled them apart. His hole opened the
slightest amount for me.

"Fuuuuck," I moaned, transfixed.

Then in a moment of animal lust I dove back, grunting with sexual
aggression I'd never felt before. With my mouth sealed around his asslips,
I pointed my tongue and pushed it square into his asshole.

"Shiiiiit!"  Will cried.

For the first time I licked inside his hole, darting my tongue in and out,
pushing for further depths each time. After a few thrusts I was well inside
and I could feel the tip of my tongue against the soft, smooth walls of his
rectum. I made out with his anus, wriggling and wrestling my tongue just
like it was deep in his mouth. There was a taste, but not what I would have
thought -- musky and metallic, almost tangy. I fucking loved it.

There was movement above me and I sensed that Will was stroking himself,
his cock now free in his face-up position. His moans were loud, but
genuine. I had brought him to ultimate pleasure, and he wasn't holding back
his enjoyment.

"Jesus Christ!" He yelled.

"You like my tongue in your ass?" I teased.

"Oh fuck yeah!" He screamed. "Lick my pussy, Mark!"

I teased and taunted and he would squirm for more. Then I plunged back in,
fucking my tongue deep while he cried out. I licked and tongued him for
what felt like ages, both of us experiencing this new joy from different
perspectives. Will masturbated furiously while I pleasured his hole, and I
beat myself off hard as I explored inside him.

Just when I was beginning to tire, Will leaned upwards, his hands placed on
both sides of my face to move me up towards him. I looked in his eyes and
knew just what he wanted. I rose off my knees and threw myself on top of
him, pressing my lips hard onto his. His tongue forcibly entered my mouth
and swirled around and I could feel that he was hunting for a taste of
where my tongue had been. We kissed and made out hard and he moaned in my
mouth. I pulled away, locking eyes on him and smiling.

"You like the taste of your ass?" I asked teasingly.

"Mmmm," he moaned.

"Dirty boy," I scolded.

"I want to lick yours," he said softly.

"Yeah?"

"Spread your ass for me, dude."

I rolled off of him and got up all fours position in the middle of the
bed. He crawled behind me, lining himself up with my ass.

"Pull your cheeks apart," he directed.

I leaned down, my head on the pillow, and reached back with my hands and
spread my cheeks. There was a momentary feeling of exposure, like I was
suddenly vulnerable. I had never shown my hole to anyone in that way before
and it felt strange. My self-consciousness was stubborn, so many years of
playing a straight man that knew nothing of assplay still affecting my
psyche. But I wanted this -- it felt dirty and naughty. It felt really
gay. In that moment I was so turned on displaying my asshole for Will, the
only person I felt comfortable doing such a thing. I grasp my cheeks harder
and spread them even more.

"Your ass is so hot," Will half-whispered.

"You like it?" I responded, needing his affirmation.

"Fuck Mark, it's perfect." I could hear the vibration in his voice, sensing
that he was jacking off to the site of my spread ass.

Then I felt it. A feeling like none I had ever had, or even imagined. A
tickle that didn't tickle. An intense sensation on my most intimate of
places. Will's tongue on my asshole.

"Oh Will," I moaned.

He licked across my hole. Then again. Then again. I was in near shock at
the sheer pleasure of it. There was no preparing for how good it felt. The
sensitivity, the wetness, the softness of his tongue. He licked in long,
slow movements and I was consumed by the pleasure being felt in a part of
my body I had no idea could feel so good.

"Do you like it?" Will whispered between licks.

"Oh Will," was all I could say.

He went at it then, rimming my ass like I had done to him. Starting slow
and passionately, he licked my crack and swirling around my hole. He teased
my asslips and I was driven wild. The anticipation of feeling his tongue
outside my hole, not yet entering, was overwhelming. My moans were
involuntary, every lick causing me to utter nonsense as the pleasure
consumed me. I was frozen in a trance, my hands gripped tightly on my
cheeks, my face buried in the pillow, and my brain empty of all thought as
I was consumed by the sensation of my first rimjob.

"It tastes so fucking good," I heard Will say.

The smacking sound of wetness came from behind me. My hole and the inside
of me cheeks were covered in saliva, warm and moist. It was messy and
sloppy and hot. Will's face was deep in my ass and his stunted breath came
out of his nostrils as he licked me.

Then I felt his pointed tongue in the center of my hole. He pushed, and it
slipped the slightest amount inside.

"Yessss," I cried.

Will was encouraged and I felt him try again, pushing harder with his
tongue as his face was mashed deep between my cheeks.

"Lick inside me Will," I said without even thinking.

He poked again, his tongue darting just into the lips of my ass. But he
couldn't get it in further. I felt him pull back from me and raise up.

"Let's try something," he said.

I lifted from the pillow and looked back at him. He was sitting up on his
knees, mindlessly jerking off. I awaited his command. He moved up on the
bed next to me and lay down on his back. He turned to look at me, that
naughty grin on his face. As he had, I moved in to kiss him, wanting to
taste what he tasted. My tongue found his and I licked against it. It was
subtle, but I could taste the musk of my asshole -- much like what I had
tasted on him with just a slightly more earthy note.

"Fuck that's hot," Will exclaimed as our lips parted.

I felt no shame in craving the taste of my own ass from his tongue -- Will
had wanted to taste his too, and after the precum feeding session that
morning, I knew that we could openly get off to the flavors our own bodies
made. Experimenting together, tasting each other and ourselves, and
expressing our horniness turned me on that much more. My cock leaked at the
lust for tasting my hole on him and the knowledge that he got off to seeing
my enjoy my own flavor.

"Sit down on my face," Will said, now laying flat as he continued his
incessant masturbation.

"Fuck yeah," I replied enthusiastically.

I didn't hesitate, getting up and standing over him. I slowly squatted
down, aiming my ass for his face. My knees bent, I balanced myself as I
lowered, my ass spreading wide and my hole opening more than
before. Finally, I felt his nose between my cheeks and his outstretched
tongue touch my extended anus. He licked like before, but with more
energy. I tossed my head back in pleasure, moaning loudly at the return of
his tongue to my hole.

Will licked and licked. It was like he was compelled. I was fully squatting
on his face and I could hear his muffled breathing as my cheeks smothered
him. But he couldn't stop rimming me.

My view was of his beautiful, outstretched body and his rapidly jerking
hand as he pleasured himself to the enjoyment of my hole. His cock was as
hard as I'd ever seen it -- long, thick, and glistening with oozing
precum. Will was getting off hard.

I didn't have much experience with anything in my ass. Honestly, I didn't
understand what the big deal was. I knew some gay guys were bottoms and
seemed to really enjoy a dick inside them -- Will certainly did. But the
few times over my 24 years that I had tried putting something in there it
was uncomfortable and not pleasurable at all. I had tried my fingers,
watching big dick porn and sliding a lubed digit up inside as far as I
could stand it, which wasn't very far. When I was younger I had tried
various small objects -- the blunt end of a marker, a toothbrush handle,
even a carrot once -- but the result was the same. It didn't feel
good. Watching a man get fucked looked hot and I had liked the idea of a
hard, horny penis sliding deep inside me, but in my experimentation, I
didn't find it satisfying.

But now, with Will's tongue probing inside my hole, I was feeling untold
pleasure that was unlike anything I had ever known. I wanted
more. Deeper. I grasped the inside of my ass cheeks with both hands a
pushed out on my anus. My hole opened.

Will forced his tongue beyond the lips of my hole and I nearly came. He
moaned and grunted from deep within my cheeks as his tongue squirmed into
my rectum. I couldn't help but bounce up and down, fucking myself on his
wet, wriggling muscle. Looking down, I saw the feast that was his achingly
hard cock and I bent over, moving his hand aside and sucking him to the
same rhythm of his rimming. He let out a wild moan, grasping both of my
cheeks to spread them more.

After a few moments of sucking his cock, Will lifted up his legs, exposing
his hole for me again. It was an unmistakable signal. I released his dick
from my mouth, its wet hardness snapping against his stomach with a
slap. Then grabbing his legs at the knees and pulling up his torso, I bowed
down in between those smooth sexy cheeks to devour his asshole once again.

I don't know how long we ate each other's asses in that 69. There was no
sense of time as we lost ourselves in the taboo pleasure of mutual
analingus. It was raw and carnal, primal and aggressive. It was
depraved. We had found the last boundary of our bodies that we had left to
explore and it seemed that for both of us that this most intimate of places
was so new and exciting, so satisfying to taste and lick, that we were
compelled to never stop. It was true that our cocksucking was also done
with unbridled hunger -- since that night around the campfire we had nursed
on each other's penises for I don't know how many hours -- but this was
different. It was like some uncontrollable instinct had been let loose. We
were animals licking at each other's assholes. The grunting, the furious
tonguing, the rolling around on the bed trying to get deeper into each
other. This was the pure masculine sexuality at its apex.

But eventually we began to fatigue. Will pulled off me first, catching his
breath while my wet hole was exposed to the air once again. I soon
followed, needing a break from the smothering position of my face in his
buns.

"This is so hot, dude," Will panted.

"I love licking your hole," I declared between breaths.

"Same, bro" he replied. "It's fucking amazing."

Still close to my spread ass, he teased me with a finger. He brushed down
my crack and lightly circled my ass lips. I could feel his curiosity as he
explored it, running the pad of his finger over the wrinkled skin of my
hole. I laid my head back, letting him play while I enjoyed the
sensation. He was delicate but attentive, caressing me where no one had
touched before. I was surprised again that this pleasure center was so
unknown to me. I never wanted him to stop. Subtly he began to touch in
between my lips, parting them the slightest amount before swirling around
the outside again. Each touch on the center of my hole was a little more
exploratory, a gradual push into my hole until I realized that his
fingertip was actually inside me. It felt good.

"Oh, Will" I sighed.

"You like that?" He asked quietly.

"Yesss," I moaned as he pushed a little farther inside.

I felt his finger squirm, wet with the saliva that now covered my ass,
probing into me and then teasingly pulling it out. He put the finger to his
mouth, sucking on it and getting it dripping wet. Then he slid it inside me
again, even deeper this time, and moved it around while I moaned in
ecstasy.

After a few moments he shifted his body, moving down the bed and between my
legs, his finger inserted in me the whole time. I looked down at him. His
face looked focused, watching himself probe my hole. His hard dick stood
perfectly upright between his legs, a clear indicator of how turned on he
was playing with my ass. His delicate touch gradually became a more
determined push, his finger creeping deeper inside me with each thrust. I
was in awe that it felt so good.

Will looked up at me, his eyes locking on to mine. He was perfectly still,
for once his hand not masturbating his cock and his finger frozen a couple
of inches in my hole. He stared hard into me, a lustful look that was
almost domineering. Then he said what I knew was coming but still couldn't
believe.

"I want to fuck you."

I said nothing, conflicted. What he had been doing to me felt so intensely
good and I craved more. But in all those fantasies and in our time together
so far, I had never wanted Will to fuck me, only the other way around. I
was worried it would hurt -- Will had told me did -- and the feeling from
his finger was incredible, but fresh. It seemed having his dick in me was a
whole different situation.

But I knew I wanted it. I looked down at his cock. It looked like a
magnificent steel-hard pole with the head so swollen and red, a trail of
precum trickling down from his piss slit. I don't think I had seen it so
hard. My desire for it was strong and I felt for the first time a drive I
had never experienced before. I wanted to feel it inside me, to be filled
up by his cock. All my other thoughts disappeared and without saying a
word, I lifted up my legs, bending them at the knee and spread my hole as I
looked back into Will's eyes.

"Fuck yeah," he said, a slight smile growing on his face.

He quickly reached to the nightstand, snatching up the bottle of lube and
in seconds his cock was slick with it and he was scooting forward, his hand
holding his dick to point it at my hole.

I was horny but suddenly nervous. Will looked determined, like he couldn't
stop now if I told him to. But I wanted to feel that cock so bad, years of
desire for his beautiful dick now concentrating into a singular desire to
have it inside my body.

His cockhead made contact with my hole and I moaned. He moved it up and
down my crack, slick and wet and slow. Involuntarily, I felt my anus
protrude, opening just a bit as if it were preparing for his penis. Will
placed his cockhead right at the center, looking down as he held his shaft
in place and aimed. He shifted his body towards me a little and his dick
rested square on my virgin orifice.

"You ready, sexy?" he said.

"Yeah," I replied meekly. "Go easy."

I felt the pressure on my asshole, not uncomfortable but not familiar. He
moved forward a little more and the pressure became a poke. I could feel
the skin of my hole being pushed in, but it didn't feel like it was
opening. He pushed a touch harder and I instinctively tensed my ass.

"Open up for me," he said. "Just relax, bro."

I closed my eyes and focused on my hole, willing it to relax. The tension
dissipated and Will pushed a little more. My lips parted and I felt him
slide in the slightest amount.

"There you go," he encouraged.

He shifted more and pushed his dick against me again. I could feel my anus
expanding and the feeling of him inside. It was foreign and almost
frightening, but I didn't want to stop.

Will pushed again and I suddenly felt the pain that I knew was coming. It
wasn't sharp, more like a dull and extreme discomfort.

"Oh fuck!" I yelled.

"You ok?" he asked, looking up at me.

"It hurts dude," I cried.

"Just give it a second," he said calmly.

I closed my eyes again, breathing in quick huffs. I had no idea how far he
was inside me, but it felt like a lot. Again, I made myself relax, trying
not to focus on the pain and instead on the desire for his cock that had
led me here.

"Want me to keep going?" he asked after a few seconds.

"How far are you in?"

"Maybe a little less than halfway," he said.

"Shit!" I said. "I don't know. Just hold it for a sec."

He waited as I squinted my eyes and tried to ignore the pain. Then I felt
something new -- subtle but sure, I could feel a soft throb inside me. It
was his cock. He was so horny and on edge that his cock was
pulsing. Realizing what it was, I felt a lust for it like never
before. Will's throbbing hard dick was in my ass and I wasn't going to quit
now. The pain was real, but the longer he was inside me the less
overwhelming it felt.

"Keep going," I finally said. "Slow."

He pushed again, and I felt his cock sliding in deeper. As it filled my
ass, my pain turned to discomfort. Then at a certain point, like his
cockhead had found some magical spot, I felt a pleasure that I never knew
existed. A wave coursed through me, from my ass up to my head.

"Oh, yesssss" I moaned.

"Yeah, bro," Will said.

He gave one last push and then Will was all the way inside me, his balls
and his body flush with mine and his cock fully inserted in my asshole. It
was a sudden feeling of fullness, almost completeness. There was still some
discomfort, but the pleasure of his hard member had fully eclipsed it.

He gently pulled back out about halfway.

Then slid it back in.

"Oh fuck!" I cried.

He pulled out again. Then back in.

"Fuck!" I yelled louder.

His slow, deliberate thrusts became more regular, still gentle but with a
paced rhythm. Each time his dick pushed back inside me it hit that secret
spot, intense pleasure radiating from my ass and making me want it again
and again.

"You like that?" Will said, almost rhetorically.

"Oh dude..." was all I could muster.

"Yeah, take my cock, bro."

He kept the pace for about a minute, each thrust eliciting a moan or
vulgarity from me. I was lost to the pleasure.

He sped up, pulling and pushing his dick into my ass. I realized that all
pain was gone. What remained was the intense and satisfying sensation of
Will's cock filling my ass. There was a comfort to it, feeling him inside
me, his sex organ becoming one with my body. The lustful gratification was
so complete and stimulating, yet there was more. I realized as he fucked in
and out of my ass that I was being penetrated by a man, and I felt like I
was now subordinate to him in some new, strange way. I looked up in Will's
eyes and saw his intensity, his desire, and his control. I finally
understood why a man would want to get fucked in the ass. It wasn't just
the pleasurable feeling, although that alone was now something I knew would
make me want to do it again and again. It was something greater -- giving
yourself over to be used by his cock, to be fucked. Just as I pounded away
at Will's ass with such dominating lust, now I was at his mercy and loving
every second of it. I needed him to fuck me harder.

Will leaned down and kissed me. His cock slid in and out of my ass at a
good clip. We kissed hard, our lips melded together as we both moaned and
swift breaths rushed from our noses. I never felt closer to him than in
that moment and our kissing was passionate, almost loving. Maybe it was
some kind of chemical reaction in my brain, but in that moment, I felt
something different about him. It was beyond lust, beyond the sexual desire
for his body and his cock.

He broke our kiss, raising up enough to look in my eyes. We were connected,
his hard penis penetrating my ass, my mouth open in awe, him staring deeply
into my soul. I could tell he was feeling it too.

The moment passed and the unrestrained lust returned. He leaned back down,
putting his mouth to my ear as he started fucking my faster, harder.

"You like my cock in your ass don't you?" he whispered.

"Yesss," I moaned.

"You like licking my asshole too don't you," he said, almost judgmentally.

"So much," I whimpered.

"You like getting fucked by my cock," he declared.

"Fuck me, Will" I begged.

"Tell me what you are," he commanded.

I knew what I what he meant and it turned me on even more. He sped up,
beginning to make hard thrusts into my hungry ass.

"I'm a faggot," I said.

"Fuck yeah, you are!"

"Fuck me harder!" I yelled. "Fuck my faggot ass!"

He quickly pulled out of me, no warning given, and for a second I felt
decimated. When he had first pushed his dickhead in, it felt foreign and
enormous. Now I felt empty and deprived. A sudden urge to feel his cock
deep inside me again took me over.

"Turn over," he directed.

I flipped over without question. He grabbed my hips, lifting up my waste so
I was bent over on all fours. He stood up behind me, then squatted, lining
up his wet slick cock with my hole.

"You want more cock, faggot?" he said.

"Fucking shove it in me," I begged.

He didn't hesitate, sliding his cock all the way in my ass to the hilt. The
satisfaction of him filling me up again was like getting a fix from a
drug. I almost felt like I might cry.

In seconds he had worked himself up to pounding my hole. He was
forceful. He was careless. He was horned up like I'd never seen him and I
loved every second of it.

"Pound my faggot ass, Will!" I cried out.

"Take my cock, baby," he yelled between thrusts.

"Your dick feels so good!"

"Yeah, take my faggot cock!"

There was nowhere else to go from there. We had worked ourselves up into a
sexual frenzy and release was imminent. He leaned down, our bodies in
contact as his chest and stomach were flat against my back. I could feel
the sweat sliding between our skin. He humped faster, fucking me doggystyle
and me moving my ass as well as I could back onto his dick. I felt the
sudden shock of his hand around my cock. It hadn't been touched since he
had first entered me. He jerked me to the rhythm of his humping and my
moans turned to overwhelmed silence.

Grunting and heaving on top of me, I knew we were both close to climax.

"I'm gonna fucking cum!" he shouted.

"Cum in my ass dude!" The words came out before I even knew what I was
saying.

"Fuck yeah!" he yelled, then after a few hard thrusts he shouted "Take my
fucking load!"

I felt it then, his cock plowing deep inside me to a place that had never
been touched. His pole, ramming my innards, throbbed and engorged and I
felt the distinct sensation of his cum shooting up into my gut.

"Ah fuuuuck!" Will yelled as he unloaded in me.

My cock exploded half a second later, overcome by his furiously jerking
hand and the pounding of his dick on my prostate. Ropes of cum shot onto
the bedsheets under me as my cock pulsed with orgasm and I felt the ring of
my asshole contracting on Will's shaft. His thrusting and ejaculating cock
milked every drop from my balls and we both shuddered and moaned as we
came, melded together as one.

What Will did then shocked me. It was so explicitly nasty, but it was hot
and gay and right. As I balanced on my quivering limbs, weak from our
overenergetic sex, he pulled out of me and backed up. I felt his face back
down in my spread ass. Then he licked. Slow and probing, his tongue
entering my now open hole and swirling inside.

"Mmmmm," I heard him moan as I was frozen in wonder.

He crawled up the bed by my side and I rolled over and collapsed, looking
at him. Then he leaned over, his face close to mine, and stuck out his
tongue.  "Oh fuck," I said. There, on his outstretched tongue was a white,
creamy glob of cum. It was his cum, licked from my ass. I leaned in, taking
that wet muscle and its load of sperm into my mouth and we kissed, tasting
it together and passing it back and forth between us.

We broke apart, both exhausted and satisfied.

"Now that was naughty," I said.

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Our naked bodies were touching, our dicks soft and resting between our
legs. The air smelled of semen and sex and the bedsheets were wadded and
wrinkled beneath us. The sliver of light from the closed blinds of my
bedroom window was growing dimmer and I knew that our day of gay
exploration was coming to an end. As we recovered our breath and our
senses, I ruminated on what we had done -- my thoughts filled with
amazement and surprise, curiosity, and satisfaction.

Will's supple ass had been the target of my lust for so many years. I had
made out with it, burying my face into his cheeks, and tonguing as far as I
could physically reach. But I knew I had not accomplished some goal I could
move on from -- I would want to do it again.

He had shown me his lust for my ass too, digging in deep then giving me his
cock. It was a pleasure I never knew I wanted, but now that I had felt it
-- an orgasm with the augmented stimulation of his hard dick plunging
against my prostate -- I knew it was only the first time that I would
receive for a man.

The sexual connection between us was so vivid, so fulfilling. Why was it
that without any shame we could eat our own precum together? I could not
imagine any girl, or any other man for that matter, being so open to such a
self-indulgent and crude act. Our long edge session to hot guys and gay
porn was as casual as two friends watching a favorite movie; there was no
thought that it was a solitary activity we had secretly practiced for so
long. The way we had animalistically 69ed with tongues deep in each other,
never hesitating that it was unmentionable to lick in each other's assholes
so forcefully. Did all gay men do this? And was it always so easy, so
carefree?

There was something about being with Will that made me feel different. New.

"Dude," Will said turning to me and breaking my reflection. "Getting rimmed
feels incredible."

"I've never felt anything like it," I said, still a bit in awe.

"I could do that all day," he said casually.

"Me too," I said, imagining us back in our circle, hours of ass-licking
lust going by without recess. "Maybe we should."

"Just think what it would feel like to get your dick sucked and hole licked
at the same time."

A new image popped in my head -- Will behind me, his face hidden by my
cheeks as he licked in my ass, and in front, another hot boy, sexy and
naked and bobbing on my cock.

"That," I said, pausing for emphasis, "sounds like a good time."

"Maybe we should find another friend." He looked at me for a response.

As much as I was enjoying the gay exploration with Will, the thought of sex
with two guys -- horny and wild and hedonistic -- was yet another fantasy
of mine. I guessed that Will had dreamed about it too.

"Two dicks at once, man," I said. "I'm totally in for that."

Will looked at the clock on the nightstand.

"I gotta go to work," he sighed as he lifted himself off the bed and headed
to the bathroom.

"That sucks," I said. "I could go for another round later, I think."

"Same," he called back to me. I heard the water in the sink flowing.

I was silent as he washed up and came back into the bedroom to pull on his
clothes. His beautiful body glided before me as he pulled on his briefs,
then his shorts, followed by his shirt. We had been naked since the moment
we came in the apartment door from the bar the night before. It was almost
strange to see him fully clothed.

He turned to look at me, saying nothing. Our eyes shared something that
hadn't been there before. It went unsaid, but he walked back over to the
bed, bent down, and softly kissed me on the lips.

"When can we do this again?" he asked quietly as he moved towards the door.

"Soon, I hope." It came out almost dreamily. Then I snapped out of it,
realizing I was feeling that new sense about him again.

"I'll try to come over some night next week," he said. "We can fuck till we
fall asleep."

He passed through the living area, towards the apartment door.

"And lick!" I yelled to him.

"Fuck yeah," he called back. "We'll lick our holes off, bro!"

I heard the squeak of hinges opening, a few footsteps on the hallway tile,
and the abrupt closing of the apartment door. For now, Will was gone, and I
was alone again with my soft, satisfied penis -- lightly crusted in cum --
an aching asshole, and a head full of wonder.

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