Date: Tue, 21 Sep 2010 05:27:26 -0700 (PDT) From: klipklop27@yahoo.com Subject: Best Fuck Ever The usual disclaimers apply. This story is the property of the author who does not give permission for it to be reproduced elsewhere. I am happy to read constructive feedback and hearing other people's stories so drop me an e-mail at: klipklop27@yahoo.com I had been planning this for quite awhile. I go to a small private college on the East Coast. You should see all the hot, buff guys running around campus. I am constantly boned up. Every class has at least one hot dude I would love to fuck and I have been luckier than you might think. This is the story of one of my hottest fucks. His name is Steve, and to say he is amazing is an understatement. Steve has the body of a pro-bodybuilder. He spends twice the time he should in the gym and almost none on his school work. He was 21 years old when this took place and was in his third senior semester. Steve had an amazing physique, handsome face, and a damn sexy smile but, he was as dumb as an ox. He was your typical Jersey boy. He could easily be on that show with all the other Jersey meatheads. Anyway, back to Steve, he was a hot guy, but unfortunately, he also had several drawbacks. For one, he was a bad binge drinker. He spent most of his college time at the gym or drunk and in trouble with someone. Many people tried talking to him, but he didn't see it as a problem. He couldn't keep a girl and didn't understand why. One of the saddest/funniest things about Steve and his drinking was that it showed a completely different side to the guy. Sober he was an obnoxious frat boy, but when he drank he was a big teddy bear. I don't know how many times he cried on my shoulder about the most trivial of things. He cried about everything when he was inebriated, big stuff, little stuff, didn't matter. He was the most sensitive drunk I ever met. One time at a party he and I were sitting outside and he started crying to me. He knew I was gay, (I don't publicize it but if someone asks I answer proudly and happily that yes, I am gay and perfectly happy), anyway, Steve started a crying jag and I asked him why. He looked away into the distance sheepishly admitting that he had fantasies he thought might be gay. He described them to me, but I was more than aware that Steve hadn't gotten any in a long, long time and was angling for a blow job. This wasn't the first time we had gone down this road with him going away with blue balls. I'm just not into sucking a drunken frat boy off. I almost did it a couple of times, he is a sexy fuck, but I had more planned for Steve. When drunk Steve, often talked about his cousin who was gay. This is how his gay fantasies usually go, he tells me he looks at gay porn on the internet and then segues into stories about his hot, gay cousin. He tells me what a beautiful bastard the guy is and then tries to set us up. I tell him thanks, but no thanks I can find my own fuck buddies. Well on this night Steve told me that his cousin was in town visiting and staying at his place. Steve had the perfect idea. He decided to take me over to meet him right there and then. It so happened that his bright idea dovetailed perfectly with what I planned for Steve. I drove Steve's car to his apartment building. I had only had one drink, so I wanted to be the one driving. He fell out of the car and stumbled around the side of the building where he began taking a piss. One of the neighbors opened her window to yell at Steve that she was going to complain to the landlord again about his public urination and drunkeness. He just waved his cock around at her, (it is a nice fat seven and a half inches) and said some lewd things before walking to where I was standing. I told him to put his dick back in his pants before it runs away. He smiled his sexy smile and asked me if he had a nice cock. Tucking it in his pants I told him it was enormous and grabbed his keys from his jeans pocket. We went inside and up to his second floor apartment. I anxiously opened the door hoping my plan would work. Steve told me to be quiet because Brian, (the cousin) was sleeping on the couch. He went into the kitchen, flipped on the light which shone brightly into the living room, and blasted the radio. It wasn't long before I heard: "What the Fuck, Steve" emanating from the other room. Steve shut off the radio yelling: "sorry bro" at the voice in the other room. An angry Brian sauntered into the room wearing a baggy pair of boxers with a scowl on his handsome, pretty boy face. I was unprepared for how good looking Brian was. I thought Steve was just bullshitting, but he was hot as fuck! He was Steve's alter ego. He was taller than Steve at 6 feet to Steve's five-eleven. He was fairer than Steve who is a dark Italian with a very hairy body (seen it in various stages of undress more times than I can count, Steve likes to show off his body), where Brian is tan but not olive skinned like his cousin, plus Brian only had a little goody trail running from his navel to his pubes. His hair was a light compared to Steve's thick, wiry black hair. Steve bulged with muscles, whereas Brian had a more toned, defined body. In everything Brian was shades subtler than his loud, guido cousin. "Oh! I didn't know you had company. Sorry!" he smiled in my direction. I appraised his body and he was very aware of it. He gave Steve a querying glance. Steve told him that I was his fag friend Josh and he thought it was time the two of us met. Brian gave Steve a dirty look at the fag remark and Steve said we knew what he meant. I shook my head and extended my hand introducing myself properly. Brian gave me the once over quickly, I caught him. Steve told us to go into the living room he would get us a couple of beers. I don't drink beer and Brian wasn't awake enough to want a beer, but we both knew it was useless to refuse. Brian and I settled onto the couch and started small talk. Steve turned on some mellow music and joined us. The two cousins began talking about growing up together and all the usual antics boys get up to when they're young, boisterous, and full of energy. Steve removed his sweatshirt, pulling his t-shirt up over his head with it exposing his six pack abs and huge pecs. I grabbed hold of his shirts and held him with his sweatshirt over his head while I mouthed to his cousin: "Let's have some fun". Brian looked puzzled but then nodded his agreement. I'm sure he had no idea what I had planned. Steve thought this meant I wanted to wrestle and grabbed me when I let go of his sweatshirt. "Come here you fucker! You want to play!" He growled as he tried to get me in a head lock. I'll show you who you're daddy is bitch!" He yelled out to me. Brian jumped on his back and a wild match soon was in swing. We went at it for a good ten minutes. Brian had Steve distracted so I decided to start things going. I reached my hand under his crotch and gave it a couple of nice long strokes. Steve instantly stopped wrestling and relaxed. His cock sprang to life. His monster began throbbing in my hands. "That's a fag trick!" He laughed as he pushed Brian away and stood up saying he was going for another beer after taking a piss. He didn't go to the bathroom, but went onto the back porch to relieve himself. I asked Brian if he thought Steve was gay. He said no way, he was super straight. I told him I had my doubts. I asked him if he wanted to find out. He just gaped at me and then said he was his cousin. I asked him if he was in or out. He didn't respond. He looked torn. Steve came back in with another beer and sat down. He started talking about different stuff, but brought the conversation around to what gays do. Brian and I looked at each other and I gave him a knowing look. "What do you want to know Steve?" I asked him. He began asking the usual questions, how do you know you're gay, how do you know you like someone, what turns us on, that sort of stuff. We took turns answering him and he seemed really interested. Then he asked what it was like to kiss a guy. I asked him if he wanted to watch Brian and I. I looked at Brian and knew he was game. I leaned in and we gave each other a long, sloppy, kiss with alot of tongue. We stopped and looked at Steve who shifted on the couch taking a swig of beer. He turned red and looked away. "Is that what you meant?" I asked him "That was fuckin hot!" he mumbled. Looking at Brian I nodded. Steve asked what we were smiling at and I said nothing. I asked Steve if he wanted us to do it again and he nodded yes. Brian and I moved to either side of Steve on the couch and leaned over Steve's heaving chest as we frenched. Steve became uncomfortable and the usually chatty lug just stared at his beer can. I took it away from him and asked him if he wanted to try it. He immediately began blubbering. He said he really, really wanted to but he was afraid. We both comforted him and said he didn't have to do anything he didn't want to do. He stopped crying and looked at me like a little boy who was lost. Brian went over and dimmed the lights a little and I leaned in brushing Steve's lips with mine very gently. I felt Steve's body relax and began to stroke his leg a little. I opened my mouth and he did the same. Soon his tongue was darting around my mouth and vice versa. He was panting and really getting into it. We broke apart and I suggested he try it with Brian. Steve became angry telling me I was sick for suggesting it, but I knew from the way he told me his stories that he had a crush on his cousin. Brian didn't know what to do. I told Steve nobody would have to know but the three of us as I stroked his hair. I looked at Brian and motioned with my head for him to kiss Steve. He leaned in and was almost there when Steve started crying again. He started telling Brian how much he loved him, thought he was the hottest guy he ever knew, and didn't want him to think badly of him. Brian kissed Steve as he started mumbling something else. At first Steve tensed his body, but then he relaxed again and took Brian into his arms. I knew it was what Steve had wanted all along. They kissed for a good five or ten minutes and as they kissed their hands roamed as they felt each other's hard, muscled bodies. I was all horned up watching the two studly cousins. When they came up for air, I told Steve there were even more exciting things we could show him. I asked him if he wanted us to. He nodded his head yes I began rubbing his chest through his t-shirt. He had an incredible chest. It was one of the things that I admired about him. He seemed to like it. His head was lolled back and he wasn't saying anything. I took it as a good sign. I lifted off the t-shirt before I began caressing his muscled thighs just to the edge of his crotch. Brian nibbled on his tits and Steve thrashed his head from side to side. He really was getting turned on now. He even said he was so fucking horny! I undid his big belt buckle, jean button, and fly releasing his huge dick which was hard a s a rock. I am not exaggerating when I tell you I have rarely seen a cock as hard. It was oozing precum. I could barely bend it through his boxer shorts. Brian and I gazed at the veiny, throbbing monster before us. I winked at him and motioned with my head for him to join me on his cousin's fuck stick. Brian licked up one side and I did the other. We met at the head and began twirling it around our tongues as we kissed each other. Steve was thrashing, moaning, and bucking on the couch. It wasn't long before jets of come started shooting everywhere. This was another reason Steve couldn't keep a girl. I had it from really good sources that he came at the drop of a hat. Brian looked surprised both at the quickness and at the volume of the gusher he had in his hand. I just smiled and licked up some of the cum as Steve relaxed back into the couch. We heard a little snoring, but Brian and I were getting into each other and we let Steve rest a little. Soon Brian and I were on the floor naked sixty-nining. I told him to sit on my face so I could eat out his hole. I love to rim, it's one of my specialties. He was soon dragging his hole across my mouth and face while moaning and panting that he wanted to get fucked hard. He jumped up and went to the bathroom and brought back a condom. I told him to go back and bring the box. He laughed and asked what was I planning. I told him I was going to fuck him and his cousin. He looked at the couch where the sleeping giant snored. He gave me an impish grin and ran into the bathroom. I went over to Steve and rubbed his belly and then grabbed his bull balls and cock. He awoke immediately, still drunk and happy. I told him there was more stuff to show him. I grabbed his dick and led him to the floor. Brian had come back by this time and I told him to lie down with his legs in the air. I began eating out his hole again. Brian was in heaven. Steve just started wide eyed I asked him if he had ever had his asshole licked and he said none of the girls he was with would do that to him. I told him to do it to Brian and I would do it to him. He shook his head no. I told him it was clean and didn't smell. He was hesitant, but soon was giving it the old college try. I could tell he wasn't that good at it because Brian was just staring ahead emotionless. Steve was licking his asshole like it was covered in something unpleasant. Too bad, I thought to myself as I gazed at Steve's upturned ass. He had an amazing ass. It was hairy, but he spent a lot of time doing squats. It was like two muscled cantalopes pressed together. I parted them and looked lovingly at his white pucker. It was a beautiful sight. I dove right in and jammed my tongue in there. Steve reared up not expecting to get a tongue up his ass. He forgot about Brian completely. Steve crouched on all fours motionless looking straight ahead for quite awhile. I knew he was coming around when his head fell to his chest and he began bucking his ass back to meet my tongue thrusts. He lifted his head and bellowed out that he loved my tongue up his ass and that he had never felt so good before as he rammed his ass back into my face. He actually grabbed my hair and shoved my face deeper into his muscled glutes. It was intoxicating for me. My dick was dripping everywhere, so was Steve's. If he liked a tongue up there wait till I shoved my seven inch dick up there. Brian went under Steve and took his cock in his mouth. I pulled it out of his mouth warning him that I didn't want him to cum again before I show him all I planned to show him. Brian nodded his agreement, licking and sucking just enough to satisfy his cousin without making him cum. We did this for quite awhile before I asked Brian if he was ready to get fucked. He jumped out from beneath Steve and handed me a condom. I rolled it onto my cock as Steve watched, bending down to suck on his cock before turning my attention to his cousin. Brian had somehow found a bottle of poppers and was sniffing them. I began working his hole with my fingers and Brian nodded appreciatively. My dick was eager to get inside this hot ass, but I remembered my role as co-instructor and gave Steve some tips about fucking a guy in the ass. He watched as I lined my cock head up against his cousin's hole. I have a little fuck kit I always carry with some trial size K-Y that I had worked into Brian's asshole. I lined it up my dick and eased it in. Brian's head went back as I held my dick in him for a minute for him to adjust. Steve was instinctively jacking his leaking cock. I pushed his hand away so I could fuck him too. He just smiled and watched with awed curiosity. Brian had a tight hole, but he knew what he liked and he wanted to get fucked hard. I obliged for a little while then I suggested Steve try it. He said he didn't want to hurt Brian, but Brian reassured him that it felt wonderful. I kind of knew Steve would be good at this. He shoved his cock up his cousin's ass like a brutish monkey and began banging away. Brian couldn't have been happier! He was shouting for his cousin to fuck him harder and the ape man did it! I watched as his ass and balls became a blur. I reached up and grabbed Steve's balls telling him to give it a breather. I didn't want him to dump his load up his cousin's ass too quickly. They both seemed kind of pissed at me. I sucked Steve's cock for awhile and then I sucked Brian's and they seemed pretty content. I aimed Steve's cock at his cousin's hole while I put on another condom and let Steve go to town. I took some K-Y and fingered Steve's asshole while it slammed into Brian's ass. I got behind the big lug. He noticed what I was doing and sat up telling me he wasn't a fucking faggot and would kick my ass if I tried to put my dick up his ass. It was tense for a few minutes, but Brian hugged Steve from behind telling him that it felt great as he held poppers under Steve's nose. "I guess I'm a fuckin faggot now anyway", he said as he put his ass in the air. I spanked his ass a little before diving in once again to get him in the mood. It did the trick, he was bucking on my tongue in no time. I had him crawl behind his cousin and guided his cock to Brian's ass. I didn't pay attention before, but Steve wasn't wearing a condom. I motioned for Brian to see if this was o.k. and he told me he liked it bareback. I shrugged my shoulders, guided Steve's cock to the bull's eye and watched as he went to town on that hot ass. I got behind him and began fingering Steve. His head was going from side to side as I had three fingers up his hole. I knew he was ready, so I slowly began to enter him. To my surprise he picked his fuck rhythm right back up pounding in and out of his cousin like a wild beast. Once again he began shaking his head from side to side and bellowed at me to fuck his own ass harder. The cousins had more in common than they thought. I picked up the pace slamming into Steve's innards watching my dick slide along that hot, Italian, frat boy ass. I began to fuck into that tight hole even harder and wasn't surprised to hear Steve shout: "I'm cumming! I'm cumming, I'm fucking cumming!". I felt his ass ring spasming on my dick and knew he was dumping jets of his hot man cum up his hot cousins love tunnel. I pulled out of his ass and he pulled out of Brian. I saw Brian's battered hole oozing jizz and decided to add my own. I went to put my dick in him, but first he smiled at me and said he wanted my load inside him. What the hell I thought and removed the condom before banging the fuck out of him. In no time I shot load after load up his already slimy asshole. That was a turn on for me, to fuck this hot guy's hole with his cousin's spunk sloshing all over as I added my own nut juice to his creamy fuck chute. It made me shoot that much more and that much harder. When I was done I collapsed on top of Brian. I felt cum on his torso, so I knew that he had cum too. He told me later he shot three loads, twice with Steve and once with me. It was pretty intense. All we heard as we were lying on the floor together was Steve's snoring. We looked at each other and laughed. I had fun with both cousins until I graduated. Not so much with Brian because he only visited once in a blue moon, but Steve loved to get boned when he was drunk. I wasn't his only fuck buddy. I'll never forget walking into his house in the middle of the night after Steve drunk dialed me for a booty call only to find he had done the same thing to two of his teammates from the football team. We tore that ass to shreds and he loved every minute of it. Steve eventually graduated and moved back to Jersey. I stayed near the college and one time when I was walking on my lunch hour with friends a souped up SUV blazed by and blaring it's horn. I strained to see who was behind the wheel and sure enough it was Steve smiling and waving at me. That was the last time I heard anything from him or his hot cousin, but that night will always be one of my best fucks ever!