Free at Last

Part 2

John had just taken my virginity, flooded my innards with his cum. I lay there in a post orgasmic haze – contented. John eased out of the bed but not before I saw tears streaking his cheeks.

“Back in a minute” he croaked.

I lay there confused, what was wrong?

John was gone moments. When he walked back in he held two champagne glasses and a bottle.

“To celebrate” he smiled.

What a vision he was – his lean hairy body, holding the bottle and glasses, his dick – still glistening, streaked with his spunk. My stomach gave a flutter.

“All what I ever wanted”

“What?” John asked quizzically.

“To celebrate my birthday by loosing my virginity to the man I lov...wanted … and then celebrating it with him”.

John popped the champagne as he had ‘popped my cherry’. “The toast is…”

Before he could finish I added “to many more…”.

“Plenty of more birthdays for you Andrew”

“Not birthdays…” I winked.

“You’ll have plenty more men, I’m sure” he laughed.

I grinned and let a hand slip onto his still wet dick “This one…”. It jerked and started to swell. “We shouldn’t Andrew..” “You are saying that but this” holding his rapidly hardening dick “tells me otherwise”.

We lay propped up on the pillows, sipping our champagne, me gently caressing him, sharing a kiss.

“Why did you cry earlier John? When I said I always wanted you to be the first”

He hesitated, “Because I wanted to be your first, not some seedy fuck in a toilet cubicle or in some woods. Because I have….”.

“Feelings?”

“Yes..” he replied ever so quietly.

I leaned in and kissed his lips “Like I have for you..”.

His eyes widened in surprise and a gleeful twinkle in them “Your only feeling is for me to fuck you!”

“That as well” I laughed.

Our glasses put aside we fell into each others arms, the kisses deeper and more tender than before. Something had changed between us.

John combed my matted hair with his fingers, smiling. “You are a sexy young man Andrew…”

“And you are one gorgeous man” I responded, running my fingertips arcos his chest, brushing his nipples. “and I could spend all day here with you, in your bed….”

John looked me straight in the eyes “You would be welcome, anytime, in our bed”. “Our bed?” I asked nervously. John laughed “Don’t worry there is no one else who shares this bed – it is ‘ours’ now”. I hugged him tight.

My head rested on his shoulder, my arm around his waist, gently caressing him. I nuzzled his neck, sniffing at him, like a kitten. The scent of his body – a mixture of sweat and sex – was both beautiful and intoxicating. I kissed his neck, his ears and worked across his face to his lips. Our mouths opened and the tips of our tongues met. “Mmmmm” I purred.

Our tongues entwined, grappling with each other, insistent, passionate.

Our arousal levels spiralled upwards, our cocks hardened. Our hands fondled each other, mine to cradle Johns balls, his reaching around and sliding across my arse. He pulled me gently towards him, our cocks colliding. As our mouth separated I said “Make love to me John…”.

That second ever penetration of my arse was softer and gentler than the first. My newly, freshly, opened arsehole flowered under the slow, but firm, pressure of Johns dick His cockhead popped into me for the second time without pain only pleasure. As he inched into me that feeling of pure ecstasy intensified.

His slow gyrating, thrusts inside me had me gasping, moaning, with pleasure

“Oh my god…John…” I murmured, each movement of his dick exciting my p-spot.

A warm glow spread from that spot, outwards across my body. A tingling, ripples of pleasure pouring through me.

“Oh my god, Oh my god” was all I could babble as the intense feeling in me grew.

I was peaking towards orgasm. The ecstasy building, thrust by thrust.

I clung to John, my head buried in his neck, my legs wrapped tight around him.

The orgasm surged. My cunt clenched around Johns slowly pumping dick.

“Oh Andrew!” John panted as his dick swelled and his semen was emptied into me for the second time.

We lay there, John still inside of me, kissing tenderly, caressing each other. Post orgasmic bliss enveloping us.

My face, nuzzled in Johns neck once more, was streaked with tears – tears of joy and happiness – sobbing my love for this man.

The thing about John that remains imprinted on my brain was that he could switch from ‘wild, animal’ to ‘love making’ so easily and so unpredictably. That made sex with him more exciting – never knowing which way it would go.

That third fuck was wilder – he had me ride his cock, mounted me from behind like a dog on heat. Each thrust of his cock into me was like heaven on earth. He rimmed me deep, he sucked me to the very edge of orgasm then stopped me. I was in agony and ecstasy! He finally ‘allowed’ me to spunk as he was fucking me ‘doggy’ and wanking me – amazingly we spunked almost together!

We spent all afternoon in his bed, talking, holding each other, kissing, neither wanting to leave ‘our bed’.

Late in the afternoon I realised it was my ‘dinner party’ at 8 pm! We needed to shower, get ready.

We showered, together. The shower cubicle was just big enough for the both of us. Pressed together soaping each other.

Of course, we fucked! I was learning a lot on my 18th Birthday!

I got home and changed rapidly before my parents got in. “Had a good day then Son?” my father queried. “Great day…”

The ‘dinner party’ was in fact the surprise party with loads of friends and family – even John was there! “You never said a word” I said under my breath “Too involved with other things” he smirked.

As the party slowly started to wind down some of my friends suggested, and were encouraged by my parents, to ‘go on’ clubbing. I couldn’t really deny the fact I fancied it but secretly wished it was to some gay clubs.

2 a.m. in the morning I staggered up the road to home. Fumbling for my keys I realised I’d left them in my shorts on my bedroom floor! I certainly couldn’t wake up my Mom and Dad! I remembered ‘Uncle John’ had a spare set for emergencies and I could see the lights still on in his house. “Thank god” I thought as I rang the doorbell.

I could hear John stumbling down the stairs and then opening the front door. He was flushed and glistening with sweat! “Andrew! What are you doing here?!” “Locked myself out. Can I borrow the keys back?” I slurred. He grinned “Bit drunk?” “Yeah…” He looked at me and smiled broadly.

“I don’t think it would be a good idea for you to go home like this. You’d better stay here”

Even in my ‘drunken state’ I felt a twitch in my pants and a definite thickening of my cock.

“What do I say to mom and dad?”

“I’ll explain, tell them something in the morning”.

I staggered up the stairs, getting harder and harder with each step. As soon as I hit the bedroom I was flinging off my clothes, scrambling into bed and pulling the thin sheet over me.

Through my haze I saw that there was porn playing on the TV – a lad, about my age – getting fucked. The tops buttocks rising and falling rapidly. Somehow familiar. “Must have seen this one before”.

Before I knew it the sun was streaking through Johns bedroom window. I had fallen asleep.

As I awoke I could feel Johns arm around my waist, his body curved around me. I felt his hard body pressed tight against me. His solid erection was pressing between my arse cheeks, my own hard with my morning wood.

I wriggled my bum over him and heard “Mmmmm that's nice..”, his hand stroking my stomach, pubes and pulsating cock. I felt his engorged cockhead slip between the cheeks aiming for me.

Yesterday morning I had woken a virgin boy, this morning I was taking, and welcoming, cock inside me.

John eased into me, slowly, is swollen cock penetrating deeply.

“Oh John!” I gasped. “Fuck me….”

The long slow thrusts were accompanied by his rapid wanking of my own dick – now wet, sodden with pre-cum.

The thrusts became harder, faster. I felt his cock expand and that delicious feeling of spunk deposited.

That sensation triggered my own orgasm and Johns hand (and bed) were covered in a shower of cum..

As we lay, spooning, Johns cock still inside me, “What a way to start the day” I purred.

“Definitely”

"Now, my boy. You have to go home, I have a meeting" John grinned at me.

"Yes Daddy!" I giggled.

Since my parents were not at home, I could take my time. I felt John's cum slowly trickle down my legs, and I went straight to my bathroom to get naked again, this time to clean up.

I used my briefs to wipe up the excess cum, but to the smell of John's semen made me hard again at the same time. I stepped into my shower, under the warm, luxurious shower, with the memories of my shower with John fresh on in my mind. My cock flexed, as my hormones ragged. I wanted John again!

I managed to dry myself off without wanking and threw on a pair of trackies and a t-shirt, leaving little to the imagination.

I wandered round the back of Johns house expecting to just walk in as normal – but the door was locked! I knocked and saw a movement of the blind at the bedroom window. The door was soon, rapidly, opened, and shut just as quickly behind me as I was dragged in.

There stood John and I now knew why the door had been locked. He stood there naked with that girthy cock of his, which I so enjoyed, throbbing hard!

“What you been up to then?” I smirked “Wanking?”

He turned bright red. “Well, its a bit embarrassing…”

“We all wank John..want a hand?” I reached out to his dick.

“No, its just that…”

“What?”, I was intrigued.

“Well, there is somebody else here..”

“Oh…” I was both jealous and envious.

“It’s not serious, just a fuck” he said rapidly “Not like us…” he added.

I felt slightly less jealous and more envious at that.

“A guy I’ve met before. Couple of times. Him and his boyfriend” John said hurriedly.

I guess he was expecting me to get mad, jealous, maybe feeling betrayed, but none of it went through my mind. I was just a horny 18 year old teenager with raging hormones and a hard dick.

“Oh fuck! Three in a bed?” I gawped at him.

A sheepish “Yes”.

“Wow! I read about three-ways in that book..” I gave John a questioning look, teasing him to let me get down and dirty with the stranger to, and he saw perfectly the monster he had created.

“Andrew! For fucks sake, you only got fucked for the first time yesterday and now you want a threesome? I don’t believe it!”

“I’m 18, a horny teenager and the thought of seeing you fuck someone else is a big turn on! See….” I smirked impishly as I whipped down the front of my trackies, exposing a throbbing, drooling prick.

Now John's eyes went wide as saucers, reminding me of a cartoon character, and I almost had to laugh. “My god! You are serious Andrew?”

“Very” I grinned. The idea of seeing John fuck was seriously arousing me.

John hesitated. “I’d better ask him…”

“Go, please, ask” I begged, giving him my best puppy dog eyes, probably ruined a little by me already working my dick.

He disappeared upstairs.

What seemed like an eternity latter John came slowly down the stairs. “Sam, that’ his name by the way, is up for it. You still game?” I pulled my t-shirt off and stepped out of my trackies “Lead the way!” As we got to the door, just about to open it, John turned to me

“He’s a bit different to me. You might be a little surprised. Just go with it. OK?”

I nodded and grinned “I’m sure it will be fun! What ever he’s like…”

The first thing I noticed were the scattered clothes – jogging shorts, t-shirt, trainers scattered all over the place. My eyes wandered to the bed and I saw this smooth looking guy lying there, naked, his tanned body, face down. He had tousled fair hair and must be tall judging from the length of his long and slender legs.

“Sam, this I Andrew…”. His head turned and he gave me a broad grin.

My mouth dropped open! ‘Sam’ was in fact my maths teacher from school, Mr. Timms! All of us had wondered about him – he had taken a particular ‘interest’ in one of the boys. Now, I knew he was gay! “Hello Andrew. I did always wonder…” I was struck dumb, just gobsmacked at the situation – a threesome with my maths teacher…

John had wandered around to the other side of the bed and was now lying next to Sam, beckoning me to join them. I slowly walked over and clambered on next to Sam, still on his front. One of his hands reached across and stroked my prick.

“You have developed into a fine young lad.” He licked his lips and then manoeuvred himself into a position where he could take my prick in his mouth.

He licked and teased the head with his tongue tip, sighing with every flick.

“Beautiful prick!”

“Oh fuck...that feels good” I moaned, all my hesitation and nervousness disappearing in a flash.

“What a delicious tasting prick..” he whispered as he engulfed it with his mouth.

My body jerked off the bed, his mouth soft, warm and wet on me. Much more of it and I’d spunk there and then. Sam knew all the signs though and his mouth left my prick and worked over my balls.

He licked and sucked on each ball then took both in his mouth. His tongue was rougher somehow than Johns and the sensations were different. Equally as exciting but different. Again he had me close to cumming – pulling back at just the right moment.

We had now all moved around and John was lying next to me, Sam between my legs working my balls again as he played with Johns prick and balls. Another movement and Sam had raised my arse and his tongue lapped over my hole. I was now writhing in pleasure, John kissing me – our tongues battling. “Oh fuck…” I moaned as Sam stuck his tongue right in me! That feeling of being eaten out! I couldn’t help it – my prick spurted spunk.

“God! If you spunk like that just being eaten, what the fuck do you do when you get fucked?” Sam blurted out in amazement

I looked down at my belly and chest – I was covered in my own spunk. John licked some up and kissed me – 'snowballing' he called it. Sam, on the other hand, was taking scoops of the thick white cream and started to smear it all over Johns prick and hole. “Johns getting readied to fuck” I thought.

Boy was I wrong! John was on his back, prick and hole smeared, Sam coating his own prick with my spunk. John just grinned up at Sam and pulled his legs up and apart! Sam was going to fuck John!

“Fuck my dirty cunt you horny fucker!” John begged. Sam slide his prick over Johns slicked up arse and just pushed straight in.

“Oh fuuuuck..that feels good Sam! Fuck it deep in me!” John all but ordered, while he looked at me: “Kiss me!” he smiled. I needed no second asking – our mouths locked, tongues ravishing each other as Sam's prick worked Johns cunt.

“There you go John! Fucked with Andrews spunk! Fucking good lube Andrew!” My teacher commented lewdly while he fucked my neighbour.

God, it was one hot and horny scene. Sam slammed away hard at John who was writhing beneath him, legs flailing, jerking. Johns own dick had shrunk right back – just like mine had last night, when I was fucked for the first time.

“Fuckin harder, harder you fucker” John bellowed out. “Fuckin breed me, breed your bitch!”

This only seemed to encourage Sam more in his fucking – rapid, deep thrusts in to Johns cunt. The bed shuddered under the assault.

“I’m gonna fuckin cum, I’m gonna fuckin cum!” Sam roared and made one last massive thrust up John. Sam shuddered wildly as he unloaded deep in Johns arse, long deep thrusts accompanying his spurts. He was churning his spunk, mixed with some of mine, in Johns arse! Just watching them had got my dick super hard and I was drooling pre-cum like I’d never known.

“Oh fuck that's awesome!” I said with a strangled voice.

‘Come on then Andrew!” Sam said as he ripped his prick out of Johns arse “Fuck him yourself..” “Fuckin do him!” he raged.

I had never thought of ‘topping’ and definitely never John but the sexual tension was at such a peak and I almost leapt between Johns legs, as my teacher grabbed my dick and guided it towards the streaming cunt.

“Fuck him Andrew, go for it, FUCK HIM!” I savagely pushed my dick into the wide open hole, well greased with Mr. Timm's cum.

I was amazed! I expected it to be tight and I’d have to work at the fucking. But No! John was open – wide open from Sam's prick – and so slick smooth and squelchy from the vast amounts of spunk Sam had left behind. John wrapped his legs around me, locking his ankles on my arse

“Pound my cunt Andrew, fuck me hard, I want it hard, I want your spunk!” It drove me crazy! I fucked in deep and fucked in hard.

I could see the look in Johns eyes – part lust, part love. I kissed him passionately, enjoying the new sensations of fucking and MY dick IN another man.

Sam appeared by the side of us, wanking his still hard cock, fast. “Fuck you two are hot! Shit….” his prick sent jets of spunk all over us! That was it for me – those jets set me off and I shot my load deep.

Johns cunt gripped me tight as I spurted, his mouth and tongue feeding on mine, Sam's spunk running down our faces! John and I licked the spunk off each other, savouring the taste of Sam's juices.

“Fuckin hot guys, fuckin hot!” he said as he rang the last drops of spunk from his prick.

“Fuck, Fuck, Fuck! I shouldn't be here! I’ve got to go! Here's to the next time…”.

We heard Sam rinse off in the bathroom as we lay, collapsed in each others arms.

“Well that was a surprise” I said “Didn’t know you liked getting fucked as well, and by my teacher!”

“Sam, and now you, are the only guys who I will let fuck me. With others, I am the Top!”

“You can Top me anytime you like!” I grinned cheekily at him.

A broad grin spread across his face “Don’t tempt me!”

I decided I liked topping – so much so that I topped John again soon after. The squelch and feel of sticking my dick in Johns spunk filled cunt was just...amazing. Spurting my spunk into him for a second time was awesome!