Date: Thu, 18 Feb 2010 10:46:13 -0500
From: hardreader2000@aol.com
Subject: The Further Adventures of Justin & Billy, Chapter 18, Part 5

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

Tom was sitting with his back against our headboard. His feet and legs
tucked under him. There it was again. That shit-eating grin that made him
look about 16.

"Will you both fuck me?" he asked as Justin and I piled onto the bed on
either side of him.

"At the same time?" Justin blurted out before I had a chance to say
something clever, like Fuck, yeah!

I could hardly wait to hear Tom's answer. If he said yes . . . goddamn
double-fuck! This would be Justin's dream come true. And holy fucking
Christmas, I sure as hell wouldn't mind double-fucking Tom one bit. To feel
Justin's throbbing cock squeezed against mine as we pounded Tom's tight
ass. His pleasure and pain. That cute twink face of his. Fucking cumming
with Justin. Cock to cock. Our cocks buried deep inside Tom! I was ready!

In my mind I could picture it perfectly: Justin on his back. Tom riding his
big cock. Tom leans forward so his chest is almost pressed against
Justin's. His ass stretching as it pulls up against Justin's hard cock. I
squeeze my cock in next to Justin's and, as I do, Tom moans and looks back
over his shoulder at me. I can see his pain and then his smile.

Just thinking about it causes me to start oozing pre-jizz like crazy.

Tom was sitting silently. It looked like he was trying to figure out how to
answer Justin's question. Double-fuck or not? Then he shook his head no and
said, "Sorry guys. I tried it once but it hurt way too much. And those guys
weren't near as big as you. Not near as big."

As he said those last words he moved his hands letting them come to rest
one on each of our hard cocks. Wrapping his fingers around the
shafts. Sensing their heft. Gauging their girths. "You guys are both so
big. You're like fuck monsters. I fucking love it." That fucking twink
grin!

"Can Billy fuck me first to loosen me up? Cuz Justin is really way big,"
Tom said. Then quickly added, "Nothing against your dick, Billy, but
Justin's is bigger than anything I've ever taken ."

"No problem," I said. And I meant it. I knew Justin was bigger and it made
perfect sense if we were both gonna fuck him that I would go first. Loosen
up his ass so the poor kid wasn't ripped apart by Justin's huge cock.

But what I didn't like was the idea of getting my nut and then having to
sit around and watch Tom get fucked by Justin. Then I figured what the
fuck. Since it was Tom . . . and Justin . . . that could be cool, too

I have to admit that having Tom's warm hand wrapped around my leaking cock
wasn't making me particularly hard to get along with. His hand was so
smooth and he just let it glide so gently up and down my cock. Not
squeezing me. Not jerking me off so much. Just fucking toying with every
nerve in my cock. Keeping me hard. Keeping me fucking turned on.

I probably would have done just about whatever he suggested. His hand felt
so smooth and with my pre-jizz it just glided up and down my hard
cock. Sometimes he'd take his palm and swivel it around my cockhead. Or
wriggle his fingers right at the base of my cockhead. Right where it's so
fucking sensitive all the time.

He was keeping both me and Justin super hard. The whole time he was doing
it, it was like he wasn't even really paying attention to it. It was just
like so natural for him. He was looking at us and talking to us. But
jacking me oh so good!

"So how do you want to do it?" I asked Tom, afraid that if I didn't do
something, he'd be getting my nut just with his hand. And believe me, even
as good as it felt, I wanted a lot more than that.

"Is it OK if I ride your dick? That way I can see you while you're fucking
me. I love to watch guys' faces while they're fucking. Particularly when
they're fucking me. It's so cool to see all the expressions and tensions
and shit. A guy can't hide anything when he's getting ready to let his cum
rip up another guy's hole," Tom said.

"So have you been fucked by a lot of guys?" I asked. As usual, speak and
then think. I am such a dumb fuck sometimes!

"Not really. Just my brother and a couple of friends." Pause. "Until I
turned 17," he said.

I knew I should just shut up, but I just couldn't stop myself from asking,
"And then?"

"Well, I started meeting guys . . . older guys. I'd hang outside clubs and
bars and meet them and then I got my ID and could get in some places. I
look older now so it's easier to get in."

"Oh," I said sounding kind of dumb. Then getting back to his question,
"Yeah, I'd love for you to ride me. You know I usually bottom with Justin,
but for you . . . whatever you want." Shut your fucking mouth, I told
myself. Get on with this! Fuck yeah!

Tom got up on his knees and I started to scoot down a little closer to the
foot of the bed. Away from the pillows. More centered, I guess. Tom swung
one leg over me and turned so he was facing me. All in one smooth
movement. It was so graceful and like smooth that it left me just staring
at his body. Well, really, staring at his cock. Which was sort of swaying
back and forth. Like one of those pendulum things like on a piano or
whatever.

Tom's cock wasn't all that big, but it was so hard. It looked like it was
straining so hard that it could hurt. I watched as it swayed back and forth
in front of me. That thing was going up my ass. My hole twitched at the
thought and a surge of pleasure and anticipation surged into my guts.

I had to touch it. I reached out toward it with one finger. Kind of like
E.T. in the movie. I touched it. His cock felt so hot. Hotter than mine
ever felt. Hotter than Justin's or any other cock I'd ever felt. And
hard. Like, I don't know. Just so fucking hard when I touched it. It might
as well have been a steel rod it was so rigid. So hard.

I ran my finger down the length of his shaft. As my finger reached the top
of is nuts, Tom started to shake all over. Like he was shivering. Cold or
something. Just for a second, but it was weird.

I quick took my finger away and looked in Tom's eyes to see if he was
OK. "You gave me the shivers. That's all. That felt so good. Fucking
amazing. I've never been as turned on as I am with you guys. You've got me
so fucking hard."

"You sure are hard," I said. I could hear my own sense of awe in my voice.

"Yeah, I am, thanks to you. You can do that again. With your finger. Fuck,
it felt good," Tom said.

"Yeah, like when you were stroking my cock a minute ago. Fuck, now that
felt good!" I said.

I ran my finger down his cock again, following the ridge of flesh from his
cockhead to his nuts. Then I ran my fingers up under his nuts. I could feel
a little moisture there and couldn't resist bringing my fingers to my
face. Smelling him. Tasting him.

"You smell so fucking hot," I said. "You smell good. Like sex. And cum. But
mostly . . . like sex."

He smiled. Fuck, he always smiled. Then he asked me, "Are you ready?" He
had already positioned his asshole above my cock. Taken my cock in his hand
to direct it. He couldn't have his hole more than an inch or so from my
cock."

"Fuck, we need a rubber," I said, remembering the rule. I hated
rubbers. I'd only used them a few times and they always seemed to be in the
way. A real nuisance. But I knew better. I knew we had to.

"I'll get it," I heard Justin say. Then I could feel him getting off the
bed. Probably headed for the dresser to get one. Even though we didn't use
them, we always had some there. Just in case, I guess.

In a flash, he was back. Kneeling beside me. Ripping the foil packet open.

Before he started to unroll the condom down my cock, he rubbed the palm of
one hand in my leaking pre-jizz. I had to bite my lower lip to keep from
moaning it felt so good. Then he placed the condom up against the tip of my
cockhead, kind of like he was gonna smother it.

I noticed Tom was watching him closely. Watching both of us. Not missing a
fucking thing.

Justin held the condom with two fingers, expertly unrolling it down my
cock. Making sure the reservoir tip was free. Watching him and feeling him
do it felt sexy in a strange way. Maybe it was because I knew it was
leading up to my cock going into Tom's hot ass. Maybe it was because my
boyfriend was helping me fuck him. That the two of us - me and Justin --
finally had all this shit figured out and were just gonna do it our
way. That was sexy! I loved where my life was headed. I loved this whole
thing. This whole idea of doing whatever the fuck we wanted.

Justin withdrew a little and I wrapped my thumb and index finger around the
base of my cock. Squeezing it. Trapping the blood in so it was super
hard. As I did, my free fingers cupped and caressed my nuts. They were
still smooth from being shaved the day before. I loved the feel of my
balls. So fucking smooth after being shaved. I wouldn't have thought that
could have made me harder, but just then everything seemed to make me
harder.

I felt Tom's ass brush against my cockhead. I watched as he squatted over
me. His body tense. He pulled his asscheeks apart. Moved his butt a little
this way, a little that way. Testing where my cock was. Knowing where his
hole was.

When he seemed satisfied, he let go of one of his asscheeks and took hold
of my cock just as I pulled my own hand away. "Fuck, dude, you feel like
your ready to bust a nut already," he said.

"I guess I'm a little excited," I said. I guess I had been really choking
my cock.

"How long since you last fucked a guy?" Tom asked as he looked down at me
and gave me his twinky grin again.

I didn't answer except to sort of shrug and make a weird face like I didn't
know. The truth is, I didn't really know, but it had been a long time.

"Too long," I heard Justin say. His voice sounded like it was coming from
somewhere near Tom's ass, but I couldn't see him.

"Well, those days are over. You're not a virgin anymore," Tom said as he
lowered his ass and slid my cockhead into it. "Ouch! You've got a big
fucking knob." Tom said, but he was still smiling. Holding his ass
still. Getting used to having me in him, I guess.

I don't know why, but I was sort of underwhelmed by the sensation of
penetrating him. It felt OK, but it wasn't like I was in any danger of
blowing my load just then or anything like that. I'd fucked Justin and Jess
and H.R., so it wasn't like I didn't know how it felt.

I was starting to wonder if maybe Tom's ass wasn't as tight as the guys I
had fucked. Then he lowered his ass in one steady move, impaling himself
deep and hard. Holy mother of fuck! I realized my cock, all eight inches of
it, maybe even more right then, was buried inside this kid. Deep
inside. His warm ass. Squeezing down on my cock. So sweet!

Oh my fucking god and angels it felt good. Even as my mind started to
unravel with all the fucking sensations coming from my cock and my nuts,
Tom started to move his ass around. Grinding his butt into me. Forcing my
cock as far as it would go. Like he was stirring his guts with my cock. Oh
shit! This was good fucking shit!

I raised my butt up and started grinding right back. I guess I was used to
sex with Justin. Not that he'd never done anything like this. But Justin
was an up-and-down kind of fuck. He liked to squeeze his asscheeks around
my cock. He liked to almost let my cock all the way out of his ass and then
slide it slowly back in.

I guess Justin was more of slow and easy lover. Tom was an animal fuck. A
wild animal fuck! I may never be much of a top, but I was enjoying the hell
out of this.

Just as I thought I was getting into Tom's routine, he quickly leaned back
with his hands on the bed back at about my knees. He was raising his butt
up and down on my cock, but in that position my cock was bent so far back
it almost hurt. Fuck, it did hurt! But the whole thing felt so good.

I could feel my strained cock stretching Tom's hole. I could feel the force
he was putting on my cock making it push hard against his . . . who the
fuck even knew what part of his insides I was pushing against. All I knew
was it felt great.

My cock was forced down so it stuck out straight in front of me instead of
straight up the way it wanted to. That put all the pressure on the front of
it. So the flat hard face of my cockhead was pressing against, rubbing
against, thrusting against something so warm and sensuous and alive inside
Tom that it was coaxing my cum to churn. My urge was to do it
more. Harder. Faster. Longer. Damn I could cum so easy doing this. It was
better than his blowjob a little earlier. And that had been awesome.

I wanted to make him remember this for the rest of his life. As I looked
into his face, I knew I would. I'd never forget this!

Tom's own cock was pointing straight at his face. Not as hard as it had
been, but still way fucking hard. And in a flash, there was
Justin. Swooping down. Taking Tom's cock in his mouth.

When I saw that, I almost blew my load up Tom's ass. Cuz in my mind, it
felt like my cock should be sticking right through Tom's little
body. Sticking right through it and ramming up inside his cock. So when
Justin sucked Tom's cock into his mouth, in my mind it was like he was
sucking me, too. My thoughts. My fucking imagination. The reality of it
all. It was putting me in over-fucking-load!

We went at it for like 5, maybe 10 minutes. Me fucking Tom. Really Tom
fucking himself on my cock. And Justin getting his mouth on anything he
could. On Tom's raging cock. On Tom's nuts. On my nuts. At one point,
Justin tried to lick my hole, but he couldn't really get at it well enough.

I think the best part of it was that I was really . . . actually
. . . fucking Tom. My cock. Hard and aching and throbbing like
crazy. Buried deep in Tom's gyrating hole. Poking. Prodding. Working his
butt. Feeling like he was about to wring the cum right out of me.

I loved watching his face. One second Tom looked all fierce like he was
about to tear somebody apart. Then pain. Strain. Grin. Fucking laughing. He
was a madman. Just putting himself through it all. Using my cock like a
toy. Like a living dildo. Working his ass on my cock like a crazy man!

It was so fucking cool to be doing that with him. Fucking him. Fucking
Tom. Touching his body. Smelling him. Feeling his heat. Hearing him groan
and mutter "fuck" and "shit" "rape my fucking hole." Shit like that. I was
giving him so much pleasure and I loved that part of it, too.

As much fun as I was having, and as cool as it was to actually be fucking
Tom, I knew what I really wanted. And I decided I'd call the shots.

"Hey, Justin, you want some of this boy's tight ass?"

"Fuck, yeah!"

"Hey, Tom, you ready for nine fat inches up your ass?"

"Bring it on!"

And in a flash, Tom had pulled off me. I'd pulled off my wrapper and all
three of us were getting ready for Round 2.

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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