| The Vent - Part 3 | ||
| Well, I certainly had a new
inspiration for a few wild wet dreams. I woke up the next morning wondering if
I'd unloaded again in my sleep. My sheets were a mess of dried cum. I took a
shower, pulled on some cut-off's, and did a load of laundry --- a lot of sheets,
pillowcases, and towels. I wanted to ask Christopher if he needed his done, too,
but of course --- I didn't dare. I thought a lot about the whispered words I'd eavesdropped on. I felt really good knowing that Ron thought I was a stud and spent part of that Saturday morning daydreaming about what it would be like to spend a night with him. I'd certainly like to have taken Christopher's place the night before. I was in the kitchen eating some cereal when the door to the guestroom opened. I was startled, because it was fairly late and I'd just presumed they had gone. Ron came into the kitchen wearing some half-buttoned up Levi cut-off's and nothing else. His hair was all tossed and he was looking very masculine and unshaven. He saw me on his way to the refrigerator. "Hey, Doug. How you doin'?" I got up and we shook three ways and high fived. "Hi, Ron. How you doin'?" He was really friendly and pulled up a chair, indicating I should sit back down. "Had a little party last night. I crashed in your bro's room because the fuckin' guy who rooms at my place had his broad over." I offered him a bowl of cereal, and he accepted. "Geez, Doug, I must look like a mess. I gotta get in the shower soon as Chris is through." As I was getting the milk out of the refrigerator I noticed Ron watching me. I was glad I'd pulled on my little shorts. Sometimes when I was the only one home I ate breakfast naked. I set the milk down and went to make some toast. "White, wheat or sourdough toast, Ron?" Our eyes met and he grinned. "Ah --- I guess sourdough. God, I haven't had this kind of service since before I got married, bro. You clean the house and vacuum, too?" It was nice and cordial. I looked at him and grinned back. "I don't do windows," I said. Ron was really friendly. I got him his toast and sat back down with him. He talked about working out and how good I looked, repeating a couple of the things he'd said to Christopher the night before. "Thanks for the compliment, Ron. I was just telling my friend William yesterday that you were the most perfectly developed guy I'd ever seen. Everything just right. It's kind of my goal when I work out --- lookin' like you." Ron grinned broadly. "Fuck, man --- you cook, do housework and say all the right stuff. I fucked up with Alice. I shoulda married you!" We laughed. I wanted to say something about maybe being better in bed, too, but decided against it. Christopher came into the kitchen wrapped in a towel. Ron said, "Hey, Chris --- I just found the best restaurant. Terrific food, great service ---” Christopher looked at me. "How come I don't get that kind of service, Douglas?" I glanced up at him. We weren't close and had never been in to teasing each other, but I said, "Cause you're old, tired and ugly --- and besides, you're my older brother and should be serving me." I'd finished eating, so when Ron went to take his shower I left Christopher with his bowl of cereal and split to finish my chores. When I was getting ready to leave I heard them talking about going to some stock car races in a town about fifty miles away that night. I then knew there wouldn't be another show. Ron was coming out of the shower when I was leaving. He was wrapped in a very short towel. We high-fived again, and he gave me a pat on the shoulder. "Keep 'em hangin, Doug," he said. I looked at him and grinned, "Better to be hangin' on to them than to just keep 'em hangin', don't you think?" I had to work from noon to nine that day. William had to work until eight, so I made a deal to pick him up at his house when I got off. We were just going to go cruising and hang out, but I was messy from work and it had been a very hot, humid day. We stopped by my house so I could shower. I noticed how much William eyed me when I was standing around naked, drying myself. Maybe Ron was right. Maybe William liked guys better than girls. I watched him out of the corner of my eye in the mirror. "You been workin' out a lot extra, Doug?” William asked. I turned to him, bare ass naked, and flexed. "Look like it?" He gave me a lot of compliments and I stayed naked while deciding on something to wear so I could give William a better chance to look. I told William he looked great, too --- said his abs were a lot tighter and he ate it up. Actually, he was a really good looking guy and the girls always said he was sexy. (I always agreed, but not out loud.) I'd determined to use the idea's I'd learned from Ron while watching their show the previous night. I fondled my balls a few times and flopped my cock around, stretching it out with both hands a couple of times right in front of William. I told him we'd better score that night because I was really horny. "Shee-it, Doug --- who we gonna score with? It's summer, man. All the broads I know are out of town." I looked at him and smirked. "How 'bout your sister, Angela?" He gave me a gagging look, grabbing at his neck dramatically. "There's gotta be at least one cunt left in town,” I said. He watched me while I pulled on some tight shorts with no underwear, stuffing my cock down one leg. "What do ya mean, one, Doug? We'll need two." I kidded, "Naw --- one's all we need. You can watch. Maybe learn something." We were standing close and he punched me on the arm. I grabbed him and we fell on the futon, wrestling a little. My shorts weren't even buttoned. I let William get on top, looked up at him and whispered loudly, "Oh, God, William --- please don't rape me. I'll do what you want, but not rape --- please!" William's whole body was pressed against mine as we wrestled and fooled around. I felt his cock beginning to expand against mine. It was a very sexy moment --- I'm sure for both of us. We drove around for about an hour but the "strip" (as everyone called the cruising street in our town) was pretty dead. It was William that suggested we should go back to my place. "We can crawl in and watch some TV, Doug. Maybe stop and get a video, huh?" I wished I could play the one I'd recorded the previous night. There was nothing at the video store that interested me, since I had other things on my mind. William seemed preoccupied, too. We didn't rent anything. When we got back to the empty house I went to my room, stripped naked and went to piss and brush my teeth. William quickly followed my lead. When I was shaking the last drops of "dew from the lily" I mentioned that I was still really horny. William said he was, too, and scratched his balls for a few seconds as he looked at me. Before we went back to the bedroom, both of us had handled ourselves in front of the other enough to come up with about a half-erection. I pulled back the covers and we laid down on the sheets side by side. I was about to reach for the TV remote when William brushed his hands across his chest and asked, "Are your 'nips' real touchy, Doug? It seems mine get more sensitive all the time." I touched my nipples, and then reached over to touch his. William's were as hard as a rock and when I touched him, his body shuddered. "Oooh, we are touchy here, aren't we?" William squirmed as I continued rubbing. "Feels better when someone else touches 'em," he said. "Yeah --- but that's true about everything, isn't it? I mean --- if you touch me anywhere it's gonna feel better than if I do it, unless you get rough or something." I moved my hand down from his nipples over his chest and stomach, getting very close to where the head of his now fully erect cock was throbbing just below his navel. "Who's touch feels better on you, Will --- yours or mine." He was very serious. "Oh, god --- yours --- no comparison." I pulled my hand away, laid back and put it behind my head. "Show me," I said. William began touching my chest, running his finger around my nipples, and then ran his hand over my stomach. "Uuummm," I said. It really did feel great. His hand moved over my stomach. My big, swollen cockhead was laying right in my navel and his fingers came very close. "Oh, god, Will --- don't stop. I'll do it to you the same way." He propped himself up on an elbow beside me to get a better look. His hand moved all over my chest and stomach again. Each time his hand moved lower it came closer to my palpitating prick. He ran his fingers very lightly over my thighs and hips. I whispered, "Shit, man --- it's fuckin' awesome." William continued touching me but still avoided any contact with my cock and balls. I decided to pick up the pace. I got up on my knees beside him. "Okay, your turn again." William laid back. I reached for his chest and began lightly rubbing his nipples. I'd bought a bottle of "Aloe Vera Lotion" after work, just like Christopher and Ron had used. I reached for it and poured some into my hand. I massaged the greasy lotion into his chest and stomach. William just laid there watching me. Both of us still had roaring erections and mine was sticking straight out from my lap. It was awkward working from the side so I moved William's legs apart and knelt between them facing his upper body. I added another handful of the lotion and began moving over his stomach, his hips, and down his thighs to his knees. When my hands moved back up his legs I began brushing lightly against his balls. His body tensed. I stopped --- our eyes met. "Ah, maybe --- maybe I shouldn't touch that," I said. He gulped, "its okay." It was a hell-of-a-lot more fun doing than just watching. I poured more lotion into my hand and then, just as I'd seen Ron do the night before, I wiped my lotion covered hand off right on William's boner. He seemed a little shocked. Using both hands I began rubbing the sticky solution all over his cock and balls, down between his legs and between his asscheeks. I lubed his pulsing pole with one hand as my fingers slipped up and down his ass groove and over his anus with the other. It was really different jacking him off. His cock was smaller and much more "boney." Mine always seemed to have a layer of muscle that made it more of a handful. I even had to grasp William's boner differently than I handled mine. His body stiffened! I moved my hands from his feverish parts to just go over his chest and stomach but William was beyond the point of no return. His cock throbbed, his upper body flailed under my touch, and all of a sudden shot after shot of his hot cream flew over his greasy body. It was a sight to behold! To be personally responsible for another person's orgasm was an unexpectedly big thrill. I rubbed my hands over him more, mixing the "Aloe Vera" and "William" lotions together and massaging the mixture into his skin. My hands moved back to stroke his oily organ and work some more on his balls and ass crack. His body continued to writhe under my touch so I just continued, finally fisting his well- greased cock with one hand while using my other to gently squeeze his balls, work over his tender nipples, chest and stomach, and then slip and slide my fingers up and down his ass groove. And then --- he blew again. This time it took longer and seemed to be much more exciting (for both of us). William's body flailed and he moaned loudly. He had been watching me and looking at my body as I worked, but now his eyes were closed and his head was flopping back and forth from side to side. This time I felt his cock pulse fiercely in my hand just before the big eruption. When the cum began to fly it seemed to be a little thinner and fly much further. I continued to pump until I knew the extreme pleasure William had felt was now turning into some pain. Then I remixed the solution that was spread all over William's body, massaging the lotion and jism combination into him from neck to knees. It took a couple of minutes until I knew his body was relaxed and the afterglow was over. Then I wiped William off as best I could with a big, slightly damp bath towel. As I was finishing he seemed to be coming back to life and started touching me. Finally, William started to get up. "Okay, Doug --- your turn." He repeated what I'd done to him almost exactly, kneeling between my knees and rubbing big gobs of lotion all over me. His prick had gone soft for a while after his second eruption, but now I saw it creeping up in front of him as he worked me over. By the time he'd put the big glob of lotion on my cock and had begun to rub it in, he was fully hard again. Who-eee! Except for some limited fooling around on dates and the touching William and I had done before, nobody else had ever really handled my equipment before but me. It was wonderful! I spread my legs wider and sort of slithered into his lap so that my asscheeks were raised a bit from the futon. William was jacking my rock solid prong and sliding his hands all over the feel-good parts of my body at the same time. His fingers slipped up and down my asscrack, just as I'd done to him. He swirled his middle finger 'round and 'round my asshole until I could hardly stand it. "Will. Stick it in if you want," I whispered. He considered it for a moment and then slowly began putting pressure against my sphincter. I thrashed on the futon as he jacked my cock with one hand and finger- fucked me with the other. It was more than I could take and I felt the juices building. William seemed to sense I was getting close. He began pounding faster, his strokes longer, moving from the base of my thick prick up over the sensitive bulb. His finger continued deeply probing my fiery asshole at the same time. "Give it to me, Will --- oooh --- holy shit, do it!" I had no idea of all the things I said to prompt my best friend along, but whatever they were --- it worked. I had the most violent orgasm I'd ever experienced in my young life. Hot cum flew everywhere! William did to me as I did to him, continuing to fondle and stroke me until I had clearly unloaded every last drop. Then --- his hands went to work smearing my cum, sweat and lotion until the concoction covered my body. He tweaked my nipples, working his fingers over the ripples in my stomach, running his hands over my tender balls and inner thighs, and --- finally starting again to stroke my palpitating prick. It must have taken twenty minutes to bring me back to orgasm again, but William didn't mind. We were both bathed in sweat, lotion and body fluids when we finally joined each other in the shower to wash it all off. Another first for me. I'd never showered with anyone else before, and I thought it was wonderful. We cleaned up the room a bit, changed the sheets, and then crawled back in together. I turned off the lights and we just laid on top of the fresh sheets and talked for a while. "You think what we did was okay, Doug?" "Sure felt okay to me," I answered. He paused a bit. "I don't want to be a queer, you know. Life's the shits for those guys." I agreed, and then asked, "You think Christopher is queer --- or Ron?" William gave me a startled look. "No way, Jose' --- why?" I told him that I knew for a fact that they'd played around just like he and I had done. He was surprised and acted like he doubted me. "Shit, Will --- millions of guys all over the world screw around with each other when they can't get a girl. It's been goin' on for thousands of years. Ron and Christopher and you and me aren't gonna be the last ones, either. I wouldn't give up broads for William," I lied, "and you wouldn't give up --- ah, dames for Doug, would you?" He shook his head. I looked in his eyes. William wasn't a good actor! We talked about lots of other stuff, including how it had all felt. That got us both to produce another woody. That inspired William to lay on the floor, stretch for a few seconds, and then show me something he said he'd been working on for a couple of weeks. He boldly jacked his cock back up to a full erection, and then, laying on his back, he flipped his legs over his head and slowly got himself to the point where he could lick his own cockhead. I'd never even thought of such an act so I tried to do the same thing on the futon. William said I needed a hard surface, so I got on the floor beside him. I had always been more into gymnastics than William, and sometimes people thought I was double jointed. I did what William did and discovered I could get at least an inch of my own cock in my mouth without much pain or trouble. William was surprised. He said he'd worked a long time to just be able to touch his with his tongue. "I guess you got another advantage, Doug --- you got probably, ah --- maybe two --- probably two and a half more inches than me." When we got back on the futon the subject obviously changed to cocksucking. William asked if I thought it was cool. I shrugged! "Why not. If girls can do it without any problems, then why can't we?" He said he thought it was queer if a guy did it. I brought up Christopher and Ron again. "She-iit, bro. They didn't do that to each other. You'll never tell me they did." I was feeling bold. "I'll bet you a hundred clams they do, and I can prove it, too?" William challenged me. "How?” he said, very skeptically. I smiled. "Oh, I've got my ways. Wanna bet?" He looked at me quizzically. "Not a hun, Doug --- but I don't see how you can prove anything." I had decided to swear William to secrecy and play him the tapes I'd made the night before. "How 'bout this deal, Will? If I can prove they did it --- then you have to do it to me." William looked very intrigued. "You can't prove it. How can you? You got pictures?" I smiled, being coy. "We got a deal or what?" He was quiet for a few seconds. "What if you lose, Doug? What then?" I grinned. "I lose --- then I blow you!" He looked at me for probably thirty seconds, thinking. "Well, we were talking about this stuff bein' queer, and you said Ron and Chris did it, and like --- almost everybody in world does it. So --- if you can't prove it and you lose, then I'll still think we're doin' something bad." I turned a bit, testing him. "Okay, fine! No proof, no video show --- we'll just drop it." He looked at me, astonished. "You --- you got a video?" I put my fingers to my lips. "No so loud, Will. This is top secret stuff," I whispered. I told him he'd never see anything if he wasn't sworn to absolute secrecy. He was really excited now. "Is it good? I mean, can you really see 'em doin' it?" I was in the driver’s seat. "Doin' what, Will?" He was getting frustrated. "You know --- what we were talkin' about. Ah --- suckin'." I smiled. "Only sucking? That all you want to see. I'll have to do a little editing if that's all you want." His eyes were big. "They were doing more than suckin' and you can really actually see it?" I talked to William about how he'd have to be really cool and not ever look like anything was different when he was around Ron or Christopher. He swore on his grandmother's grave and then went so far as to promise me he'd do with me everything he'd actually see Ron and Christopher clearly doing on the tape. I told William to go to the bathroom for a minute, count to ten, and then come back. I didn't ever want anyone to see my secret hiding place. William walked down the hall to the bathroom with his hard on pointing the way. I scrambled into the closet, opened the little hatch, and got out the tapes. I was loading the first one into the video recorder when he got back. Even though nobody was expected home that night, I stopped to be sure the bedroom door was locked. William was beside himself with curiosity. I rewound the first tape, and during the two minutes it took William asked lots of questions. My answer to most was, “just watch." William laid his bare ass naked body on the side of the futon nearest the TV set with his erect prick very much in my view. I laid beside him and pressed "play" on the remote. I made sure the sound wasn't too loud. The show started with Ron and Christopher discussing me being upstairs and jacking off. William couldn't believe the close-up pictures. "God, Doug --- how'd you ever find this tape?" I shrugged. William's eyes were glued to the screen and if he said anything to me, he never turned to look at me. It was as if he were to blink he'd miss something. He said a couple of other things that made me realize he thought Christopher had made the tape and I'd just found it. I left it that way. Ron was in the center of the screen, bare ass naked with his big half hard cock flopping around, rubbing lotion into his tattoo. William was really surprised about the tattoo. "His dong is really big, Doug, but --- I think you're bigger'n him a little." I just laid beside my best friend, watching the tape and William's reactions. Christopher left the picture and Ron laid back and began to jack off. I ran a hand down William's naked side. When Christopher returned and William saw his naked body he commented on "the long, thin dong." "I'm as big as Chris, and I think mine's bigger around." I guess size really matters when you don't have a lot. When Ron started rubbing the lotion on to Christopher's cock and it had fully expanded, William seemed like he'd almost stopped breathing. We watched as Christopher and Ron did a little drinking, got into position to jack each other off, and then began fingering each other's assholes. The picture on the TV screen was clear and absolutely perfect. (Thank god for "Extra Hig Grade" tape, eh?) William was mesmerized. I continued to lightly run my hand over his side as he faced the TV set. Christopher leaned forward and kissed Ron's hip, near the tattoo and inches from Ron's huge erection. William asked, "Geez --- he gonna suck him?" I patted William's thigh. "Watch!" Christopher's explosion was very graphic and full-screen. The voices and words from the TV set were as clear as a bell. I moved my hand over William's stomach. His body lurched. As Christopher began jacking on Ron's big cock and Ron was loudly prompting him to finger fuck him at the same time, William's body contracted like he was having a seizure, and --- he blew another load. He didn't lay back or turn away from the TV for even a second. It was almost as if he didn't know he'd shot his wad. When Ron bridged his body and fired his missile, I thought William was going to dump load number four. It was as if his body was mocking the movements Ron's awesome torso was making on the screen, but he didn't shoot again. We were at the part of the tape where Ron left to take a shower and Christopher laid in front of the camera and jacked off. At that point William glanced back at me for just a second. "Holy shit, Dougie, this is fuckin' wild." He patted my leg, and then turned back to the screen. "Do they do more stuff?” he asked. I just said, "Watch." We did! Ron came back into the picture, Christopher left, showered quickly, then returned. I wondered how William would react to what was coming. Christopher and Ron talked a while, and then started hugging, and soon Christopher had rolled on top of Ron and they started kissing. I leaned forward and kissed William's shoulder. When Ron and Christopher began mouth-to-mouth kissing, and then that turned in to deep French kissing, William again seemed to be totally stunned. He silently watched as they humped together. We could clearly see tongues in mouths sometimes when Christopher rolled his head from side to side. William moved his hand back behind him and touched my hard pointer. I ran my hand lightly over his side and chest, still lightly kissing his shoulder. On the screen, Christopher was starting to kiss down Ron's body, sucking nipples and licking his chest. I moved my fingers over William's sensitive nipples, and that caused William to start slow, deliberate strokes on my rigid cock. Christopher had moved down so that his ass hung over the end of the bed and his mouth was moving all around Ron's cock. "God, Doug --- he's gonna suck him, isn't he?” William whispered. I ran my hand over William's stomach. "You'll see!" And --- he did! Christopher sucked, Ron's leg flipped up on Christopher's back, and from time to time we could clearly see the fingers fucking Ron's willing ass. The scene was absolutely wild! William and I were stroking each other and I was barely able to hold off a shot. William didn't hold off. I felt his cock pulsing in my hand and then another few wads of cum spewed from his randy cannon. While he was cumming he began jacking me more violently and I soon blew a load of hot cream all over his back and ass. A few seconds later the screen went blank. I was startled until I realized the tape was automatically rewinding and that we'd come to the end of the first tape. I got a towel and cleaned us up. William turned on to his back and I wiped the goo from his body and the sheets beside him, and then he took the towel and wiped me off, too. William wanted to hug a little. We pressed together, face to face and body to body. I daringly kissed his cheek, a little longer and harder than I'd ever done it before. He kissed me back. Sometime later we'd progressed from cheeks to lips. It was a very far out experience for me, actually kissing another guy on the lips. We kissed for a few minutes but neither of us dared initiate the French stuff. William whispered in my ear, "Fuck, man --- I never dreamed of anything that wild." I asked, "You want to see the rest?" He looked at me, startled. "There's more?" I sat on the edge of the futon rewinding tape two and putting the first one in the right box. William laid behind me and his hands moved around my waist and into my lap. He began to fondle my spent cock and toy with my balls. The damn thing began to reawaken. When I finished changing tapes, William playfully pulled me back on the futon so that my legs were draped over the edge. He bent down and kissed me hard on the lips again, his hands moving over my body. It was clear the William had been turned on and wanted to do something on his own. His fingers moved over my hardening spear and his lips moved from my face to my chest. He was kneeling beside me on the futon so I reached for his cock. His lips moved back to mine. "Later," he whispered. He moved around so that I couldn't reach his genitals and slipped down to the floor between my knees. I realized he was about to recreate what he'd just seen Christopher do to Ron. He licked and kissed my stomach, his face brushing against my turgid shaft. His lips moved through my pubic hair, then down my thighs and over my balls. His hands were tweaking my nipples and running over my chest and stomach as his mouth worked over my mid-section. William was making a lot of sucking sounds and going, "Ummmm" as he worked me over. As if he could wait no longer, he then quickly moved his lips to my cockhead. Soon he was sliding his mouth up and down the shaft of my spear. Once in a while I felt the slight scrape of teeth on my cockshaft, but it was the first time I'd ever experienced having a hot mouth on my sausage so I didn't much notice William's lack of training. He seemed to remember what he'd just seen because one of his hands moved under my balls to play with my asshole. The sensations were beyond my expectations. When you watch somebody else doing something and try to recreate what's happening with your own hand, you just don't do it justice. William's inexperienced mouth was absolutely awesome in comparison with anything I could do for self stimulation. A finger slipped past my sphincter and into my rectum. William didn't use any lube, so there was a moment of pain. If anything, that added to the overall package of sensations. William was holding my cockstem between two fingers now, keeping it in position for his mouth. Every once in a while he would swirl his tongue around my delicate cockhead a few times, and then slip his mouth over the huge plum and go down on me until my cock touched the back of his mouth. At first he only went half way down the stem. As he got more and more accustomed to the big intruder slipping down his throat he went a little further. It was all I could take. I warned him a lot! "Watch out, Will --- I'm gonna cum!" William hadn't seen Christopher swallow Ron's cum. The tape had stopped before that had happened. So William pulled his mouth off my cock and finished the prompting with a two-fingered, thirty second jack off session. From his extreme close-up view he watched my big, oversized shotgun shoot blast after blast of hot cum over my body. We hugged and mushed for a while after William had toweled me off. The tapes had definitely excited and loosened up my good buddy. He wanted to watch the second tape, so we rolled over toward the TV and I pushed "play" again. The first thing we saw was the end of Christopher's suck off of Ron. William seemed quite surprised at how Christopher got so excited and actually took all of Ron's cum in his mouth. William watched, spellbound. After it was over and the on-screen scene turned to hugging and kissing, William turned to me with a quizzical look on his face. "Geez, Dougie --- he swallowed it!" I nodded. Voices had started coming from the TV set and William turned to listen. |
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