Date: Sun, 5 Apr 2020 14:40:25 -0400
From: naughtyboy <naughtyboy.4fun@gmail.com>
Subject: Bottom Boys: Alester, Brad and Wilson (Installment 2)

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Wilson was alone in his dorm room, like always, on Friday night. He
spent most of his weekends either studying, playing video games or
reading. He really wasn't a social person. The only time he really
interacted with people outside of class and online was when he tutored
other students. He was never really comfortable doing it, started but
after one of his professors kept sending him students to help.

Now he was the most sought after English tutors on campus, and the
most reclusive. Wilson is shy and not like the other Gay guys. He
didn't have that six pack or perfect skin. Wilson was the definition
of geek with glasses, jet black hair he kept combed to the side and he
wore superhero graphic tees over his average body.

He was just about to lay in bed and read, his typical Friday night,
when there was a knock on his door. Wilson slowly opened the door and
peaked out to see Alester and Brad standing in his doorway. He had
been tutoring them for the past month in English. They were two of the
most beautiful people Wilson had ever seen.

Alester was tall and toned with that vein running down his bicep. His
skin was olive brown that went with his short blond hair. He was
basically a life size Ken that was anatomically correct. Brad was more
the muscle man with bulging biceps and his black spiked hair. His skin
barely saw the touch of sun, but he wasn't pale.

"Hey guys." Wilson stammered, staring at the two gorgeous men in his
doorway. "Can I help you?"

The two looked to each other then back at Wilson. "We just got our
English test back today and we both aced it thanks to you." Alester
put his hand on the door, pushing it slightly more open. "We just
wanted to come over and tell you how much we appreciated you and your
tutoring. Do you mind if we come in?"

"Um, yeah, I mean no, I mean sure come in." Wilson stepped away from
the door to let his guests in. He never had guests to his room. When
he tutored it was at the library. Wilson wasn't sure what to do,
whether he should offer them something to drink or eat or a seat. "I,
uh, don't have much to offer..."

"Yes, you do." Brad nudged Alester. "We came to hang out with you
man." The two men moved past Wilson to sit on his bed, sitting so the
only space for Wilson on the bed was between them. When Wilson moved
toward his desk chair, Brad redirected him by tapping the open space
on the bed and saying, "Come sit by me, man."

Wilson sucked on his lower lip in contemplation. Both of the guys had
been touchy feely during their tutoring sessions. While he liked them
touching him, he also had mixed feelings about it. He sometimes felt
like they were hitting on him, but reasoned that thought away. They
were pretty and popular. He was, well, Wilson.

Wilson gave into their pleading eyes and sat between the two guys,
trying to make himself as small as possible. "We really appreciated
you helping us with our English class." Alester said, putting his hand
on Wilson's knee. "You really are a great guy for not treating us like
a dumb jock and an air head."

"We get that a lot." Brad put his arm around Wilson and pulled him
against his body. "That was really totally awesome of you." Wilson
said nothing. His heart was racing. He wasn't sure of what to do.
Should he move away, lean in? This was all foreign territory for him.
"That really is a sexy quality."

Alester squeezed Wilson's knee. "Wilson, you're the first guy on
campus that looked at us for us instead of our bodies." Alester moved
closer, pressing his leg to Wilson's. "We understand if you're not
interested in us, but we'd, um..." Alester blushed. "Would you consider
dating us? The both of us that is?"

Wilson was dumbfounded. "I, uh, um." Never in his wildest dreams did
he think either of these guys would want him, let alone both of them.
He was sure he was dreaming. This was some vivid dream he was having
and he'd wake up horny with his cock pointing up toward the sky. "You
guys are messing with me, right?"

Alester cupped Wilson's chin and brought his head around to him. "Does
this look like we're messing with you?" Wilson closed his eyes,
mesmerized by Alester's soft tone and sweet beauty. Alester's lips
touched his. Wilson parted his lips.  Alester slipped his tongue in,
exploring Wilson's mouth.

Brad, not wanting to be left out, began softly sucking on Wilson's
tender neck. Two sets of hands moved up the front and back of Wilson's
shirt. Alester's hands were smooth and soft contrasted by Brad's rough
and calloused ones. Both hands explored Wilson's body, finding his
nipples to play with.

Wilson couldn't believe this was happening. Of course he beat off to
fantasies of him with these guys, and now they were here kissing and
touching him. He tried to let go of inhibitions, but couldn't. His
body was as rigid and stiff as his cock. These guys with their beauty,
muscles and perfect bodies intimidated him.

"Is there something wrong?" Alester asked softly, his forehead pressed
to Wilson's. "Don't you like us?" Wilson struggled for the words. "Do
you just want one of us and not the other? It's okay if you do."
Alester stuck his tongue out and traced Wilson's lips. "It was selfish
of us to think that we could share you."

"Can I at least have a kiss before you decide anything?" Brad's words
brought Wilson's attention to him. Brad was staring at Wilson with big
round puppy dog eyes that brought a smile to Wilson's mouth. He leaned
into Brad, kissing the gentle giant. He grew bold, running his hand
through Brad's hair and messing up his perfectly spiked hair.

Wilson pulled away from the kiss. He was more confused than ever. He
looked over at Alester who had a similar soulful pleading in his eyes.
Wilson closed his eyes, took a deep breath and finally said, "You guys
are gorgeous. It's really hard for me to believe that you two are
interested in me." He opened his eyes. "I mean look at me. Look at
you."

Alester smiled softly. "Thank you for saying we're gorgeous." Wilson
looked into Alester eyes seeing the heartfelt meaning of his words.
"Brad and I aren't superficial like that though. We like men like
you." Alester moved his hand down Wilson's chest. "We like sweet
charming men," Alester grabbed Wilson's erection through his pajama
pants, "with big dicks like this."

"You kept teasing us during those tutoring sessions." Wilson felt
Brad's breath on the back of his neck, sending goose flesh over his
body. "You were so sweet to us then you were adjusting your package,
trying to hide that hard on you got when you looked at us." Brad
kissed the back of Wilson's neck. "You drove us crazy, you know that?"

"Me?' Wilson eked out. Alester crushed his lips to Wilson's. The three
fell over onto the bed, Brad and Alester on either side of Wilson.
They were kissing him, running their hands over his bodies. They
pulled and tugged at Wilson's shirt, trying to get it off him.
"Please, don't." Wilson said between kisses. "I'm ashamed of my body."

Brad and Alester ignored the request. They had to have Wilson naked so
they could ravage his body. Once Wilson's shirt was carelessly tossed
to the floor, both men ran their hands over Wilson's chest, feeling
the soft brown hair that coated his chest and slight pudge of a belly.
"Sexy." Brad said right before he latched onto Wilson's nipple.

Wilson arched his body up at Brad's eager manipulations of his body.
Alester moved down the bed, pulled Wilson's pajamas down and off his
legs. "Damn." Alester said in amazement when he saw the length of the
outline that ran down Wilson's leg. He ran his hand over the ten inch
thick outline in Wilson's underwear.

Alester pushed Wilson's legs open so he could get between them. Wilson
looked down at Alester. Alester gave him a wink then began mouthing
the length of Wilson's cock through his underwear. Wilson let out a
deep throaty growl. He couldn't remember the last time anyone other
than him had touched his cock.

Wilson put his hand on Alester's head, running his fingers through his
thick blond hair. His other arm he had running down Brad's corded
muscled back. "Oh, fuck." Wilson moaned when he felt Brad's hard
muscled ass under his touch. "I've jerked off to this ass." Wilson
admitted softly. He looked down at Alester mouthing his cock. "And
that mouth."

Alester grinned from between Wilson's legs. Alester took hold of
Wilson's underwear and pulled them down his legs, freeing the mammoth
cock. "Fuck." Alester stood there, looking in awe at the gift Wilson
had been bestowed. "It's huge." Alester tossed Wilson's underwear to
the side.

Brad moved his mouth to Wilson's, giving him a deep kiss before
standing and joining Alester. "Damn, that is huge." Brad was groping
himself. He was hard with excitement. He looked over Wilson's body. He
had never been so intimidated and turned on by somebody so much.
"Damn, his sexy as fuck."

Wilson watched with great interest as Brad and Alester began stripping
their clothes. First he saw the smooth crisp lines of Alester's chest
dotted by his small brown nipples. Then he saw the bulging curves of
Brad's muscles. He watched them undo their pants, revealing the top of
their designer underwear.

Alester and Brad pushed their pants and underwear down their muscled
thighs, down their legs and off. They stood. Wilson marveled at their
bodies. They were smooth from neck down. Alester's long eight inch
cock jutted out, the tip glistening with precum. Brad's thick cock
hung thick and full over his bull balls.

"You see what you do to us? You make us so hard and horny." Brad
smirked, stroking a drop of precum out. "You've been very naughty
teasing us like that." Brad looked over at Alester, playful grins on
both of their faces. "What do you think we should do to him? How
should we punish him?"

Wilson couldn't help but join in on the act. "I didn't mean to tease
you, honest." Wilson's voice had a playful tone. "Please, don't punish
me. I'm a good boy. Honest." Alester and Brad looked down at Wilson
with his thick hard cock splayed out before them. "I'm at your mercy.
Please, be gentle."

"He does sound apologetic, be can't let him get away with it. He needs
to be taught a lesson." Alester licked his lips. "He can't go around
cock teasing bottoms and getting away with it. Tops need to be shown
their proper place. They can't go around teasing us with their big
dicks" Alester was running his hand along his shaft. "I got it. You
should sit on his face while I suck his cock. That'll teach him."

"Sounds good to me." Brad moved onto the bed. He put his meaty hand on
Wilson's chest, pushing him down onto the bed. "You better get my ass
nice and wet for when I squat on you cock." He maneuvered his body
over Wilson's face. "Go ahead, baby, get that tongue in that hole."

Wilson darted his tongue up and into Brad. Brad let out a low groan
when he felt the strong push of Wilson's tongue along the inside of
his cheeks. "Damn, it's been so long since I've been eaten out." He
ran his hands over Wilson's soft furry belly. "Fuck, Alester, he's got
me drooling."

Alester looked at the pool of cum dripping from Brad's dick onto
Wilson's body. "I hope he gets you nice and loose for this." He took
hold of Wilson's cock. "He's going to push the limits of our gag
reflexes." Alester coved the tip of Wilson's cock with his mouth. He
swirled his tongue over the tip before moving down the shaft.

Wilson bucked his hips up into Alester's mouth, nearly gagging him.
The feel of Alester's hot mouth around his cock sent Wilson into a
flurry. He shot his tongue deep into Brad who moaned his pleasure.
"Man, Alester, fuck!" Brad struggled for words. Wilson's tongue was
moving in slow concentric circles around Brad's hole. "Damn, he's got
brains and talent."

Alester barely registered Brad's words. He was too busy trying to
dislocate his jaw so he could get more of Alester's juicy meat into
his mouth. Wilson had this strange unique intoxicating taste to him.
It was something Alester hadn't tasted before. Innocence.

Wilson laid there, his cock in Alester's mouth and his tongue buried
between Brad's cheeks. Brad's hands were roaming over his soft belly,
while his hands held onto Brad's meaty thighs. Alester was fondling
his balls. This was better than anything Wilson could imagine, and he
had imagined a lot with these two.

"Let's switch places." Brad groaned. "If he keeps this up, I'm going
to lose my load before I get to ride him." Alester's mouth left
Wilson's cock. The cool air hit his cock. Wilson lurched up when Brad
lifted his ass off his face, lashing his tongue one last time before
Alester took his place.

Wilson didn't give Alester a chance to settle. He grabbed Alester and
pulled him down onto his mouth. Alester groaned at the feel of
Wilson's tongue bathing his hole. "Our boy likes to eat." Brad
chuckled, running his fist up and down Wilson's shaft. "Good thing we
like to swallow." Brad marveled at Wilson's spit glistening head.
"Fuck. He's thick and long."

Brad stretched his lips over Wilson's bulbous head and worked as much
of him into his throat as he could. Alester moved his ass up and down,
rubbing his ass along Wilson's face, moaning Wilson's name as he rode
his tongue. Wilson was in sexual heaven, gorging himself on Alester's
ass while Brad wolfed down his cock.

Brad's strained his jaw around Wilson's cock, taking as much of him as
he could into his mouth. The rest he stroked, pulling the sweet honey
from Wilson's balls. Every pull into his throat intoxicated Brad,
driving him into an addicted lust. He kept on, till he couldn't stand
it any longer. He needed Wilson, needed Wilson in him.

"Fuck, I need to get some of this dick." Brad wiped the back of his
mouth and got off the bed. He rummaged around in his pants on the
floor and pulled out a small bottle of lube. "I'm riding first." Brad
slicked his already wet hole up then held Wilson's cock up so he could
dribble lube down the shaft.

Wilson felt the cool of the lube then the warmth of Brad's hand
stroking his cock. "Hold still, baby." Brad ordered as he straddled
Wilson's waist. Alester put his hands on Brad's shoulders for balance
while Brad reached behind him and guided the head of Wilson's cock
into him. Brad took a deep breath.

"Damn." Brad said through gritted teeth. He lowered himself slowly,
feeling the burn as Wilson's fat cock stretched him. Brad took deep
soothing breaths, relaxing his muscles as best he could. Every inch
seemed like a mile. He locked eyes with Alester, getting that silent
encouragement.

Alester saw Brad's struggle to take Wilson and saw his determination
to do it. Alester moved his hand to the back of Brad's head and gently
pulled Brad toward him, toward his lips. Their lips touched. Brad's
mouth parted, Alester's tongue slipped in. The two friends who were
sharing Wilson were now sharing their first kiss.

Brad, distracted by the kiss, slipped down Wilson's pole and rested on
his thighs. Alester pulled away from Brad and moved off of Wilson's
talented tongue. "I love watching him ride." Alester laid beside
Wilson, running his hand over Wilson's chest. "Just save some for me,
man." Alester began playing with Wilson's nipples.

Wilson had his eyes closed, reveling in the feel of Brad's tight
confines around his dick. Brad, rose up just a little, then back down,
feeling every inch of Wilson in him. Wilson's hands moved up Brad's
strong thighs. Brad took in a deep breath and let it out.

He looked down at Wilson below him and started moving his hips up and
down, fucking himself on Wilson's cock. Wilson opened his eyes,
speechless at the feel of Brad around his cock. He ran his hand up
over Brad's chest, rubbing his nipples till they pebbled.

Brad bucked hard onto Wilson. The sound of the bed squeaking could be
heard with each downward slam down onto Wilson's cock. Brad was in his
zone, enjoying the feel of Wilson in him. Brad's cock thumped hard
onto Wilson's stomach, cum shrapnel scattering about. Brad would have
rode Wilson till the bed broke or he was rewarded with an ass full of
cum, but he knew he had to share. "Your turn."

Brad rose off of Wilson, his hole stretched from the large cock.
Alester got up on his knees and before he could take his turn on
Wilson's fuck stick, Brad grew bold and trapped him in a kiss. "Ride
him." Brad ordered. He moved to the other side allowing Alester to
take his spot. "He's big, take your time."

"I will." Alester moved on top of Wilson. "Just so you know," He
addressed Wilson, "when we're done here tonight, you'll belong to us.
You're going to be our top to use and show off on campus." Alester
aimed Wilson's cock toward his hole. "Fuck, he is big." Alester took a
deep breath then let it out, trying to center himself to take Wilson.

Brad moved behind Alester, pressing his muscled chest into Alester's
back. Brad reached around Alester and began playing with his nipples,
while he gently sucked on the back of Alester's neck. "Damn, man,
you're going to need to teach Wilson that." Alester cooed. Slowly,
Alester moved his way down till he rested on Wilson's hips.

Wilson looked up at the two men. He was still in disbelief that he had
his dick in one and now had his dick in the other. He ran his hands up
over Alester's hard body. "Use me." He said softly. "Use me." He said
a little louder, drawing Alester and Brad's attention to him. "Use me
and leave me with a memory I'm going to jack off to for the rest of my
life."

Alester looked to Brad then back to Wilson. "Oh, we're going to use
you, but you're not allowed to jack off anymore." Alester bent over
the best he could so he could look Wilson in the eye. "I told you that
you're ours and those balls are only going to be emptied by us." He
flicked his tongue over Wilson's lips. "Over." Another pass of
Alester's tongue across Wilson's lips. "Over." Alester arched his back
up. "And over again."

He rose up and slowly began stroking Wilson's cock with his ass. "We
only like to share with each other." Alester turned his head to catch
Brad's mouth. "I just hope you can keep up with our sex drive."
Alester rolled his hips. "We're very demanding bottoms. We're kinky
too, so you better be prepared."

Wilson was about to answer when Alester began riding him in earnest,
the clap of their skin mixing with the squeak of the bed. Wilson knew
his poor little bed wasn't going to be able to take much more of the
punishment they were inflicting on it. He was even certain the other
guys on the floor could hear what they were doing, and he didn't care.

Alester bounced up and down with Brad and Wilson's hands moved over
his body. "Let him tag team us." Brad whispered into Alester's ear.
"Let's see who can make him cum." Alester was tempted to ignore Brad
and continue in his own bliss but couldn't resist the idea of a bottom
challenge. Last time Brad had won and teased him for a week.

"You're on, big boy." Alester slammed two more times down onto
Wilson's pelvis before getting up. Brad moved to one side while
Alester moved to the other. Wilson laid there, dazed and confused.
"We're going to get on all fours." Alester danced his fingers over
Wilson's chest. "Then you're going to swap between us till you blow."

"Two minutes a piece." Brad added, running his hand over Wilson's
cock. "Only one of us can get your load and we're going to see which
one of us can pull it out of you." Wilson groaned. "You're about to
blow aren't you, baby." Brad kissed Wilson. "Don't worry, so are we,
sexy. Just hold out for as long as you can."

The men shuffled, Brad and Alester lining up side by side with their
ass wet and ready. Wilson marveled at the spectacular sight before
him. He was on the verge of blowing his load. The last time he had sex
with someone other than himself was when he first got to college two
years ago, and the guy had ignored him after.

"I'm going to do my best." Wilson paused, trying to decide which
bottom to plug first. He moved behind Brad, figuring Alester would
need a brief rest. He knew he wasn't small by any means, and the fact
that both of these guys took him without any real complaint surprised
Wilson. "Tell me if I'm doing it wrong."

Wilson took his cock and positioned it at Brad's entrance. He pushed
in, the velvety tunnel surrounded his cock. "Damn." Wilson sighed. He
listened for any displeasure, moving slowly so as to not hurt Brad.
Once he was balls deep he couldn't help but exclaim. "Fuck." Then he
slowly began undulating his hips, his cock sliding in and out of Brad.

Wilson put one hand on the back of Brad's back the other reached over
and fondled Alester's ass. Wilson pumped slow and steady, trying to
think of just something that would stay off his orgasm. He was just
about ready to blow when Alester yelled, "Time! My turn. Get that
juicy slab of meat in me."

Wilson was all too eager to oblige. He pulled free from Brad and moved
behind Alester. He fought the natural instinct to plunge in. He took
his time like he did for Brad, moving slowly into Alester before
pistoning in and out of him. Wilson's balls bounced against Alester's
ass. He could feel that all too familiar urge building in him when
Brad mimicked Alester's early cry of, "Time!"

Wilson let out a sound of frustration before returning back to Brad.
He swapped between the boys at least several times, each one squeezing
his cock with their anal muscles trying to get him to blow in them. It
was driving Wilson mad, and when he was finally on cusp of bathing
Alester's insides with his cum, Brad yelled, "Time."

"Fuck that." Wilson snarled, taking hold of Alester with both hands.
"I need to shoot." Wilson pulled Alester hard against his thrusts.
Wilson clenched his teeth. His body tensed. His legs began to tremble
then pushed hard into Alester, nearly knocking the boy to the bed as
the shouted, "Take that fucking load!"

Wilson sliced into Alester a few more times before he finally pulled
out and fell between the two guys. "We are not doing that again."
Wilson huffed. "That was shear torture." Brad and Alester looked at
each other then sat up, facing each other with Wilson between them.
His head inches from their dangling dicks. "Do you want me to help you
guys get off? I'd be more than happy too."

"Next time." Brad nodded at Alester. Wilson watched the two start
stroking their cocks, their hands a blur as they ran up and down their
lengths. Wilson was still recovering, exhausted. "I'm going to blow!"
Brad howled, grabbing Wilson's head and shoving his cock into his
mouth. "Take my protein shake, baby. Swallow it!"

Wilson didn't know what else to do but do as he was told and swallowed
the thick white load that filled his mouth. He closed his and ran his
tongue over the head of Brad's cock, licking at the last remnants of
his load when Alester cried out, "Get that mouth over here!" Then his
mouth was on Alester's slurping down his load.

Once both boys had unloaded in Wilson's mouth the curled up beside him
on the tiny dorm bed. "Your bed is too small for the three of us."
Alester mused, resting his head on Wilson's chest. "You're going to
have to spend the night at our place. That way we won't traumatize
your dorm mates. Plus our bed is reinforced with lug nuts."

"I..." Wilson was fighting off sleep. "Damn, you guys feel so nice. I
wish we could do this again, but I know we won't." Wilson ran his
hands along Brad and Alester's backs. "I know this was a one and done
thing. For what it's worth, it was fantastic, aside from that game at
the end. That drove me mad."

Brad moved up so he could look Wilson in the eye. "This is only a one
and done thing if you want it to be. Alester was serious about being
our top. We came over here with every intention of making you ours."
Brad ran a hand down Alester's arm. "Besides, Alester won the game so
I need a chance for a rematch."

"Really?" There was excitement in Wilson's voice. "I'd love to be your
top... but we're not playing that game again." Brad and Alester laugh
conspiratorially. "I'm serious guys, we're not doing that game again."
Brad and Alester said nothing but continued their chuckle. "I'm not
going to do it."

"We'll see." Alester and Brad laughed.


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