Date: Mon, 08 Feb 2010 09:24:35 -0500
From: hardreader2000@aol.com
Subject: The Further Adventures of Justin & Billy, Chapter 18, Part 3

The Further Adventures of Justin & Billy
Chapter 18, Part III
From Billy's viewpoint

There we were. The three of us. Tom. Justin. And me. In
bed. Naked. Hard. So fucking horny for each other. It was like you could
feel the sexual tension on your skin. You could inhale it and get
high. Something was gonna happen and it was gonna be fucking hot.

Justin's words were still ringing in my ears. "Everything's OK. Absolutely
everything is OK by me. Just go for it!"

"Do you mean that?" Tom asked, a surprised look on his face. I couldn't
help but notice his hand had gone quickly to his hard cock and started
slowly stroking it.

Whatever Justin might say, I already knew what I wanted. I wanted Tom to be
a guy we could fuck around with. I mean really fuck around with. I really
felt . . . I've thought about this a lot since then. I really thought I
didn't feel about Tom the same way that I felt about Joe. Or even the same
way that I felt about Todd.

I really liked Tom. Like a special good bud. Even though I hadn't known him
long, I knew he was wild fucking crazy sexy to play with. He was like a
big, cute, lovable sex toy. A living sex toy. Fuck, that's exactly what he
was.

I guess I'd been kinda quiet for a while thinking about this. Suddenly I
realized we were all stretched out on the bed. Each of us stroking his own
cock. Waiting for something to happen. Waiting for someone to do something.

"Soooo" I said looking at Justin, hoping he would understand the question I
was thinking, but not saying. As though to make my point, I took my hand
off my own cock and took the opportunity while Tom was scratching his nuts
to wrap my fingers around his cock and stroke it for him.

Touching his hard cock at that moment sent such a fucking charge through my
own cock. It was like stroking Tom's cock was better than stroking my own.

I was so fucking hard at that point, getting aching hard as I ran my
fingers up and down Tom's throbbing shaft. Just slow jerking it. Looking at
that fine, young cock. Feeling the heat from it in my hand. Almost smelling
the testosterone surging through him. Playing with his meat, while I waited
for what I hoped Justin would say.

At last Justin spoke. "It's OK by me, if it's OK by you," he said. I smiled
and nodded my agreement.

"So really anything?" Tom asked.

"What would you like to do?" I asked.

"Well, I didn't get fucked last night, soooo" he said, kind of the same way
I just had. Like he was mimicking me.

"It's your ass, man. Just tell us what you like. We aim to please," Justin
said. "The only rule is everybody's gotta be bagged, unless it's me and
Billy fucking. And if anyone says stop, we stop. All of us. OK?"

"Dude, whatever." I can't even begin to describe just how big a smile Tom
had on his face just then. But he looked like he was about 16. Like a kid
about to get fucked for the first time. Only I knew this was far from his
first time.

I thought he'd say something. Like I wanna fuck Justin. Or can I cum in
your face. But he didn't. He just climbed onto his hands and knees,
straddling me. His knees near my hips.  Then his mouth opened as though he
were going to speak, but instead he leaned down and started kissing me with
those soft pillow lips of his. Letting his tongue wander through my
mouth. I returned the favor.

As we continued to kiss, he lowered his hips. Our cocks were now touching
each other. The flesh on the underside of his cock just grazing the
underside of mine. It was like electric shocks were running between us. My
cock twitched and jerked. It stretched longer and got harder than I could
ever remember. My cock just trying to keep contact with Tom's. To enjoy the
sexual surge of pleasure it was causing.

Even though Tom's cock wasn't all that big, I could feel how incredibly
hard it was. As the seconds ticked slowly by, he started to gently rub and
press his cock against mine harder and harder.

Then he'd stop and made it sort of twitch. It was incredibly sexy being
there with him. Our warm bodies pressing together. Our tongues swapping
spit and learning their way around each other's mouths.

As the touch of my cock against Tom's fueled my sexual needs, images of
that first night at the club were flashing like fireworks in my
head. Images of Tom sucking me off. Of cum on his face. In his mouth. My
cum. Flowing. Hot. Creamy. Thick. It's very smell attracting guys like
flies. All over me. Wanting me. Wanting my jizz.

Mixed with the images of that first night were images of just the night
before. When Justin and Tom and me had worked each other into a sexual
frenzy. Hard cocks against hard cocks. Hands roaming. Mouths
kissing. Sucking. Needing. And finally cum. So much cum. All over each
other out on the dance floor. Guys just standing and watching us blow our
wads all the fuck over each other. Fucking Tom! This little guy was so
sexy.

I was running my hands across the smooth tanned skin of Tom's back and
squeezing his ass cheeks as he humped and pumped me. Keeping both of us so
fucking hard I was afraid I'd pop too soon.

Then I felt Justin start to move around on the bed. Before I realized what
he was doing, my hands were trapped between Justin's hips and Tom's ass. It
was like Justin was trying to fuck him, but I guess he was just humping
him.

Soon Justin was in rhythm with Tom. Their hips thrusting. Tom pressing his
cock against mine. Justin humping Tom's tight little ass.

Each time Justin ended a humping action, I could move my hands between the
two guys just a little. Soon I had one hand wrapped around Justin's
enormous cock. Maybe it felt even bigger that day in comparison to Tom's,
but it felt huge. I remember thinking, How the fuck do I take this up my
ass? It felt so huge. And all I knew was I was feeling it and helping guide
it as it rubbed against Tom's asshole.

About then the room seemed to be getting awfully hot and Justin started
talking about how good it felt to rub his throbbing cock against Tom's
asshole. To have Tom squeeze it between his butt cheeks. How he wanted to
cum all over both of us while we fucked beneath him. Wanted to run his cock
deep into Tom's ass. Stuff like that.

I knew it was turning Tom on just as much as me. The only time that Justin
stopped his sex talk was when he was kissing one of us, or running his
tongue in Tom's ear. Or some shit like that.

I could feel pre-jizz flowing from Justin's cock. I was using it to lube up
his cock so I could stroke it even better. I'd been spreading his pre-goo
around and between Tom's cheeks so Justin could slide between them even
better.

I guess it was about then that my instincts just took over. I stopped
stroking Justin's cock. Stopped playing with his nuts. Instead I started
working his pre-jizz around Tom's hole. I could feel his warm, twitching
sphincter pushing back against my long middle finger. His hole was opening
and closing like lips. Almost like it was trying to suck my finger in.

Soon it had opened and taken my finger. At least to my knuckle. So easy and
smooth I hardly realized it at first. I pulled it out. Got more of Justin's
leaking goo on it and went in again. I guess I just rammed it in all the
way. There didn't seem to be any resistance. Just a sucking warmth and
tight squeeze as I poked in as far as I could go.

Tom's head started to turn from side to side and this distant look came
over his face. But it was filled with pleasure and lust. He didn't need to
say he liked it. Just looking into his face it was obvious he fucking loved
it.

More of Justin's goo and another finger. Tom was moaning and Justin was
jabbing at Tom's hole with his hard cock as though he were trying to work
his way in along with my two fingers. That wasn't working, but it didn't
stop Justin from trying.

Slick as they were with Justin's pre-jizz, it was really a tight fit to get
three fingers worked into Tom butt hole. But when I had, Tom let out a
groan of pleasure that sent a special surge through my cock.

Then I felt him go tense. His body stiffened. He went still for a
moment. He seemed to stop breathing. Then he started saying shit like, "Oh,
fuck man, deeper. Fucking deeper. Make me cum. Fuck my ass with those
fingers."

I fucking did. Almost immediately Justin moved back a little. Giving me
more room to work Tom's ass. I knew Justin was still stroking his own
cock. I knew Justin well enough to be able to tell he was getting close to
getting his nut too.

Tom had started his thrusting motions again, creating incredible friction
between our cocks. I could feel my cock against his. Feel the rub of his
kinky pubes against my shaft. Feel his warm, hard abs against my
cockhead. My fucking cum was building fast and my nuts were pulled
tight. Holy fuck this was awesome I tried to relax. Tried to hold back. I
wanted this to last. The ache and throb in my cock. So hard. Straining to
cum. Straining to hold off.

It was like the dance floor cum the night before. Building to that
climax. And I could tell all three us were fucking close.

Then Tom started moaning and groaning and I picked up the pace of finger
fucking him with three fingers up his tight hole.

I was totally focused on all the sensations going on in my own cock and
Tom's. They were so intertwined. The sensations sort of flowed from one
cock to the other. His pleasure was mine and mine was his.

I hadn't thought . . . hadn't expected what happened next.

"Holy fuck," Justin bellowed and started to cum all over my hand and Tom's
asshole. So much warm, creamy jizz. Powerful shots. Hitting right where my
fingers were plowing into Tom's ass.

I knew I was working Justin's cum into Tom's hole. As I did, I felt Tom
tense for a second and then his warm cum was covering my cock. Surging into
my pubes. Making that space between us a gooey fucking mess. So hot and
sexy and fucking awesome. I could sense these two guys cumming all around
me. All over me. And then, holy fuck, I came too.

It was like time sort of stopped. I stopped. Everything stopped. The cum
that had been building in me for too fucking long gathered at the base of
my cock. The pressure building. The surge too strong to hold back. Then it
started. I thought I'd scream if I didn't get the release of a fucking
awesome cum soon. The surge rose. The feeling down the whole length of my
cock was maddeningly powerful. I was cumming. And as I released my jizz
between Tom and me, I started humping against his cock. He was still hard
and hot and slick with his own cum. I was humping him like a madman. And he
humped me right back. Until the pain and the pleasure were almost
completely spent.

Justin was dripping the last of his juice and rubbing his cock right where
my fingers disappeared into Tom's hole. I thought Tom's ass might just open
up and suck Justin's cock right in with my fingers, but it didn't.

It was all too much. Tom on top of me groaning in ecstasy. His cum covered
cock still rubbing against mine. Then, as it always does, the smell of our
cum rose up from between us and sent a new surge of lust through
me. Need. Sex. Power. It was a final surge before I collapsed from the
intensity of it all. But I enjoyed it till the last.

I pulled my fingers from Tom's hot, cummy hole as Justin leaned into Tom's
back. Justin let his weight start to rest on Tom and me. Then he wrapped
his arms around us and toppled our pile of sweaty, sexy bodies off to one
side.

I couldn't resist running my hands over Tom's and Justin's bodies. Letting
my fingers and palms slide through the cum that seemed to be everywhere.

For maybe five minutes we lay there beside each other. A tangle of
limbs. Our lust for each other still alive. Still toying with the
possibilities all around us. Cocks. Assholes. Hands. Mouths. Naked
flesh. Slimy cum. Body heat. Needs. Desires. Dreams. All tangled together.

Eventually my pulse slowed. My body temperature began to cool. Even my cock
began to shrink back to a more relaxed state. I was lying on my side facing
toward Tom, who was lying on his back.

I was mindlessly toying with his pubes and his cock and his nuts. My
fingers doing whatever felt right. Whatever felt good. I wasn't even really
aware of it until Tom took my hand by the wrist and lifted it to his mouth.

His tongue slithered from his mouth like a snake's and caught a glob of
cum, sucking it into his mouth. Sucking it through his soft lips. Grey
globs caught in an almost clear slime disappeared into his mouth. Fuck if
anyone could tell whose cum it was at that point.

Justin leaned over and kissed him. Mouth opened. Whose cum? In whose mouth?

I freed my hand and got a glob of mystery cum for myself. It tasted a
little like mine with maybe some vinegar or bleach mixed in. Not bad. Not
the best. But . . .

"Dudes, you're so loose," Tom said and then sort of laughed. "I love
hanging with you guys. I mean some guys, I don't know, with some guys it's
just sex. That's all they think about. And they drag you into that. But not
with you guys. You're just fun. It's like it's not even sex at all. Just a
good time." And he started to laugh again.

I kinda knew what he was trying to say. And I thought he was right about
how it had been. Right about the way we had just been fucking around. And
it had been like that the night before, too. And, as best I could remember,
that first night at the club. It wasn't sex. It was a good time. Guys being
guys. Just letting their guard down and doing whatever.

I think that's what Tom was saying. What Justin had been looking for. What
all three of us had just stumbled into.

"So what do you wanna do now?" Justin asked. It seemed like he was mostly
asking Tom so I didn't say anything. I just waited. Tom didn't answer at
first, either.

Then Tom said, "Well, now all I need to do is to get fucked this afternoon
and I will have had the perfect weekend."

"I think we can oblige you there," Justin said. "If all you need is to get
fucked . . ." He let the rest of the sentence dangle. An invitation? A
tease?

It was like none of us - not Tom, not Justin, not me - none of us knew
quite how to . . . whatever. So we lay there mostly doing nothing until
somebody, I don't really remember who, said they were hungry.

We got out of bed shortly after that. We needed food and I needed some
fucking juice. I was drained. After we ate, we were sitting on the sofa
watching some stupid show on TV. We were all still naked and that seemed
completely cool.

Tom was sitting in the middle between me and Justin. And while we were just
sitting there watching TV, he put an arm around each of our shoulders. It
seemed a little awkward at first. I mean, he's shorter than me and Justin
and so his arms were like up too high to be comfortable draped across our
shoulders.

As we sat there like that, I don't know, but somehow Justin seemed really
open. Vulnerable. His legs were spread. His arms were out around us. His
body naked. And so smooth and tan and tight. It sounds crazy now but right
then I did what just seemed so fucking natural. I just started licking
him. His chest. His nipples. His neck.

My big, slurpy, wet tongue all over his body. Then Justin decided to join
in. It was silly in a way, but also hot. Almost anything we did with Tom
ended up being a huge turn-on. At least for me.

Tom was kinda giggling like it tickled and all. And he was getting
hard. And I know I was getting hard. I hadn't touched his cock or gotten
near it. But it didn't matter. It was a fucking turn-on

The phone rang. Justin's cell.

He picked it up off the table and checked it. "It's Joe," he said.

"That professor guy?" Tom asked.

"Yeah," Justin said.

"That's so cool. He's like for real," Tom said.

Justin flipped his cell open. "Hi," he said. Then silence as Justin
listened to Joe at the other end.

"Nothing really." More silence.

"Yeah, he's right here. We're just watching some TV with a friend."
Silence.

"No, you wouldn't know him." Silence.

"No. We're just hanging out. So what's up? Do you need something? . . ." As
Justin's conversation with Joe continued, he got up and walked into the
kitchen. Privacy I guess.

Tom and I were left behind just sort of staring at each other. Finally I
shrugged and leaned down and sucked Tom's cock into my mouth. Justin had
been so right all along.

To Be Continued . . .

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the second book in the "I Thought I Knew" series. It
is not necessary to read the books in order, although Book 1
chronologically precedes this book. It can be found under the title "I
Thought I Knew" in the High School section.
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