Of course it wasn’t quite the end of the day – I still had my ‘date’ with Tom at 5’ish. I was also due in Johns/our bed as well – perhaps with Tom between us.
I met Tom at the park entrance and told him about my ‘near miss’ with Sam and the Park Ranger. “You shouldn’t have worried, Andy. That Ranger is ‘one of us’” “Really? Had him then?” Tom grinned “Oh yes! Loves taking cock up his arse! “I’ll remember that next time” I smirked “Just like me, love a bit of cock in me…” stroking his increasing bulge.
Tom led me to a quiet, but obviously well used, area of the woods. The floor was scattered with empty lube packets, tissues and the occasional used condom. “A popular place” I commented. “The Park Ranger clears it once a day too” Tom laughed.
I stroked is bulge again, licking my lips, then slipped my hand under the waistband. “Commando!” I said surprisedly. “Always ready for action then…” Tom teased. My fingers came into instant contact with a slimy, wet knobend. “Very Horny too..” I quipped. "Who wouldn't be?” Tom said grabbing my face in his hands and forcing his lips onto mine, they opened to let his mouth suck on my tongue. I let out a low moan.
Toms hands moved to run up and down my back under the t-shirt, his nails raking it, pressing his solid groin against mine, grinding against me. Another moan “That feels good Tom”. I felt his hands reach the top of my arse, pushing down my shorts, my arse-cheeks free to the soft breeze. “Exhilarating” I panted. I managed to hook his trackies over his throbbing cock and we were soon stood naked from the waist down.
Toms cock looked even bigger now than the brief look I had earlier. A shiver ran through me at the thought of it fucking me. “Don't tell me you've got second thoughts?” Tom mumbled dejectedly. “Hell No!” as said as I got to my knees.
I inhaled the scent of his bush, prolific, thick, brown curly hairs. I smelt the essence of his pre-cum, my mouth salivated. Tom was the one now moaning. Gazing up at him I coyly asked “May I?” He smiled down at me and just nodded his head. My lips touched his bellend for the first time. Toms whole body jerked and there was a loud “Oh fuck Andy…” as my mouth sank over it, sucking him in.
I slowly fondled his balls, heavy with spunk, caressing them, stroking them, his hardness growing. “Jesus, that's fuckin good…..what a fuckin mouth!”. I swirled my tongue over the head, under the foreskin, teasing his throbbing head. I pressed the head between my fingers, opening his piss slit, and slid my tongue-tip into it. I thought Tom was going to shoot his bolt there and then!
“Oh shit!” Tom screamed out “Stop, no don’t, stop, oh fuck…” he bellowed. Anybody, everybody, would hear Tom. As I continued tongue dipping I moved my other hand over his balls to his taint, massaging it. All the actions John had used on me, I used on Tom. I played with his taint, exciting his prostate from the outside. His grunts and groans loud enough to wake the dead. I wanted him so hard and horny to fuck me with that mighty prick of his…
“Turn it down a bit lads, the whole park will hear you”
Neither of us had noticed, or cared, that the Park Ranger had entered the space. I looked up at Tom and then over at the Ranger, not scared this time by his intrusion. The belt of his jacket was undone, the buttons down it open. His hands were scrambling with his trouser belt and tugging at his zip. His trousers were soon flared open and his briefs pushed down to reveal, surprisingly, a rather small cock. He definitely wanted to join in – the erection gave that away.
“Fuck! You lads are a sight for sore eyes” he garbled as he waddled across to us, now stroking his small cock into full hardness. “Give us a suck then!” he commanded me. I could do nothing but obey and turned my mouth to his knob. Small though it was, it tasted wonderful. That manly musk, the taste of his fresh pre-cum mingled with sweat. I gobbled on his cock, easily taking him whole, as he pushed his trousers to the floor, stepping out of one leg.
“Come on then Tommy, stick that fuckin wanger up my arse. You know you like it!” Tom looked at me as if to say “I don’t actually but I’ll have to”. The Ranger pushed his legs apart and bent slightly, me still sucking on his knob, he couldn’t see the look on Toms face – an evil grin.
The Ranger lurched forwards, thrusting his cock into my mouth, and let out a yelp as Tom speared him. “Fuck! Take it slow Tommy lad! You are one big fucker!”. Tom grabbed hold of the Rangers hips and started to pound his arse like no tomorrow. “Take it easy you bastard” the Ranger yelled out as Tom fucked him mercilessly.
“You wanted it, you’re getting it”, Tom slammed in over and over – hard and tough, slapping the Rangers arse-cheeks, reddening them. “That's what you want, isn’t it? Hard and fuckin rough” The Ranger grunted out a loud “Yes lad!” as another shaft length was delivered deep.
By now The Ranger was face fucking me with his stumpy prick and I could feel his growing orgasm – the cock swelling and the balls rising. I was tempted to hold him back – take more of Toms assault – but missed the opportunity and my mouth was pumped full of spunk. It was bitter, salty, almost metallic and I certainly didn’t like the taste. “I’m not swallowing that” I thought as I let it dribble over my lips and then, discretely, spat the rest out. “Too much for you lad?” The Ranger leered. “Yes Sir” I lied.
Neither Tom or I had any intention of cumming with The Ranger – which was all well and good as he had backed off Toms cock and dragged on his trousers, ready to leave. “Thanks for that lads, fuckin ace. See you two again…” “Not if we have anything to do with it” I whispered to Tom.
“Sorry about that. I have fucked him before – caught me fucking a guy in the loos. Says he’ll tell everybody I’m a “faggot”” “What a bastard! I’ll be sure to avoid him then”. “Not many places to go and its is the best one around, sadly”. “What's needed is a safe place…” my mind now racing at the prospect of John and his/our bed plus Tom; “Can’t use home" Tom said “Parents have no idea”.
I decided to take the plunge. “I might have somewhere, if you fancy. Depends on the guy whose place it is” “Yeah?" Said Tom eagerly. “Might have to be a threesome though…” - I was certain that John would go for Tom, as Tom would for John. “Only might?” Tom questioned. I laughed “Almost certain. Now?” “God yes!” he said, hooked on the idea. He shoved his hands down his trackies “Always ready”
I went in the backdoor of Johns, knowing full well that he would be horny and “gagging” as he put it. I was right, he was just in his briefs, lowered at the front, wanking himself very slowly over some porn. “Somebody is pleased to see me” I quipped. John groaned out a “Yes I am, come here!”
I looked a bit coy as I wandered over to him. “Think you could manage two like me then?” Johns face took on a broad smile “Why? Want Sam back?” “Well...er...no but I have got someone in mind”. Johns eyes lit up. “Same age as me, a little older, I think you’ll like him…” “Like you is he? Why wouldn't I like him then? ”John was now very keenly interested. “I can get him, he’s outside, see if you like him”. “Bring him on in!”
As I went to get Tom, John flipped on a pair of shorts – “Just to make myself decent”.
There was no doubting that John was going to be a willing participant in the planned threesome – I heard him let out a slight gasp as he saw Tom. Toms trackies didn’t have a tent in them – they had a marquee! Plus a sizeable wet patch staining the grey fabric. Tom and John eyed each other up and down and I noticed Tom slowly licking is lips as his gaze rested on Johns groin.
"Hi Tom” John croaked “I’m John”. “Hello John, pleased to SEE you”. “Likewise…” Johns hand slowly moved, and rested on his own, not inconsiderable bulge. Seeing these two together, both obviously erect and sex fuelled, gave me one hell of a boner. Neither of them seemed to be prepared to make the first move – so I did.
I kicked off my trainers, peeled off my polo shirt and stood there teasing my hardening nipples – something that always had me raging hard. John was next in slowly easing his shorts off and displaying his very full briefs. It was Toms turn to gasp, rapidly pulling off his sweatshirt, revealing his luscious hairy chest.
Taking the lead again, I slid my hands under the waist band of my shorts and pushed them down. Having gone commando, my cock sprang out, slapping back on me. A groan from both of them this time. John again followed suit, his thumbs in his briefs, rushing them down to expose that cock I adored. It appeared that Tom was ‘interested’ in it too – licking his lips in lust. “Your turn to show John what you are hiding!” Tom turned bright red in embarrassment.
John was smiling in eager anticipation, I was sure he was wondering exactly what Tom was sprouting in those trackies. Slowly, rather teasingly, Tom pushed his hands down the front of his trackies, eased them forward and guided them over his pulsating erection.
“Bloody hell! What a magnificent cock!” John panted, almost breathless at the sight of Toms girthy, swollen tool. I knew then that Tom was going to be the third person to fuck John.
John had stepped across the room and now stood in front of the two of us, our cocks almost touching. His hand stretched out to Toms cock, taking it gently in his fingers. “Fuck you could do some serious damage with that” he joked “Hopefully to me” he added. “And me….” I groaned as I felt Toms hands on my arse. “Bed!” John stated.
John led the way up the stairs, his perfectly rounded arse tantalising Tom right behind him. I brought up the rear so as to speak, gazing longingly at Toms arse-cheeks – wanting to bury my face and tongue between them.
John leapt on to the bed, flat on his back, legs spread, arse raised. “Lets fuck!” he cried out. This was a new side to John I hadn’t really seen before. Was it the size of Toms dick that aroused him soo much? Or was it the excitement of a three-way. I suspected a mixture of both.
Tom was proving as eager as John and scrambled between Johns legs, laying chest to chest, his cock raining pre-cum over John. I stood at the doorway as I watched John take hold of Toms prick, smearing the bellend with the copious amounts of pre, guiding him towards what was clearly a ravenous hole. “Sure you want this then?” Tom cheekily asked. “Oh yes Tom! I want it! Give me that tool – NOW!” John was crazed with the lust for Toms dick as it now rested on his winking hole “Fuck me Tom..”
I watched as Toms bellend pressed home and heard the gasp as it entered., slowly disappearing into Johns arse. I stared at the way Toms buttocks rose and fell as he fucked away at John. The temptation was too much and I was soon parting Toms cheeks and licking from the head of his crack to the balls. It was a sweet, sweaty crack and hole. I made love to it with my tongue as Toms cock slid in and out of John.
Toms balls jiggled in front of me, the sight irresistible. My mouth took first one then the other into it causing Tom to groan loudly “Oh shit Andy….” As his shaft appeared on an outward stroke I licked it – tasting his cock and Johns arse juices. It was like nectar. I couldn’t imagine the sensations Tom was feeling but I certainly saw and felt the results.
The veins on Toms cock were throbbing, his balls smacking me in the face as he shafted Johns arse, harder and harder, faster and faster. My tongue and lips slipped occasionally to Johns ragged hole, wide, pulsating, gripping. “Oh fuck Andy! Fuck! Yes! Yes!” he kept repeating, I watched, and licked, as Toms prick thickened – the breeding ready to happen.
There was one almighty thrust, a holding, a growl, a grunt. The shouts of “Yes! Yes! Yes!” from both of them. Tom had impregnated John.
I was a bit surprised as Tom heaved himself off John, falling flat out, breathless. John, however, was still full of lust as well as Toms spunk. He lay there, legs akimbo, that hole he called his ‘cunt', oozing the thick white gold. I lapped some up and then crawled up Johns body to french kiss him. There was an appreciative moan from John and then “Use it as lube…”. How could I refuse? My cock slid in on the tide of cum issuing from him.
I alternated between rapid, hard thrusts and gentler, softer strokes, Tom watching. I wanted to last longer than Tom and to make John cum too – something he hadn’t done lying under Tom. “God! This is so hot” Tom stated as he greedily fed on Johns mouth and tongue.
For some unknown reason I felt jealous! Here was ‘my man’ snogging another! I felt a sort of rage that was transmitted to my cock. Now my penis was slamming into his anus – hard rough, ruthless. Was this what they called a ‘revenge fuck? I sure as hell wanted to take my jealousy out on Johns arse right then, hammering into him, no mercy. John squealed in absolute delight “Yeah that's it Andy, that's it!” “Take my fucking cock then!” I hollered back “Take my spunk!” I shouted as I swelled inside him and sent the ropes of cum deep into him.
I fell on top of John, his arms now holding me tight, his legs curled around me, moaning and groaning at the good thrashing I had just given his arse. I hadn’t finished with him yet though.
I fed on his lips and mouth, greedily, ravenously, jealously. My cock was still hard and throbbing in him. I started to move my hips again. The look of amazement in Johns eyes was priceless. “Oh my god Andy…” he babbled as Tom just lay there, open mouthed. I’d show Tom a thing or two.
I was just as hard with John on the ‘second round’ the only difference was this time John shot a huge wad of cum all over us. The clench of his sphincter in orgasm forced the sperm out of my own dick, once again deep in Johns arse.
As I rolled out of John I smiled at Tom – a smile of victory! I didn’t need a rest between the fuckings!
Even though I had been jealous of Tom fucking John I knew deep down that I wanted Tom inside of me, breeding me like he had John. Now I wanted him to fuck me as John looked on.
I lay back on the bed, feet firmly on the mattress, my thighs spread, showing off my, by now, sweaty and moist hole. One hand and fingers slowly played with my arsehole as I tantalised Tom – his cock now back to full mast. I licked my lips slowly, sucked a finger, taunted Tom. He knew from the look in my eyes as I stared at him that I craved his cock. He looked from me to John, back to me, silently requesting permission form John.
John ran his fingers through my hair, nodded to Tom, smiled at him, consent given.
I stretched my legs wider, raised my hips, invitingly, the unspoken words “Fuck me Tom” passing between us. I watched as Toms cock jerked, a droplet of pre-cum peeing from his piss slit. I slid my hand over his quivering, excited shaft, slowly wanking him, arousing that need to fuck in him.
Tom looked again at John, a more resolute nod from him.
Tom lost all his nervousness, pushing my knees further apart, he lay between my legs, I felt the heat of his knobend and shaft stroking over my taint causing my hole to dilate rapidly. A Whispered “I’m ready for you Tom”. I felt the pressure of his wet knobhead on my hole, firm but determined. “Fuck me Tom” I softly encouraged, the head breaching me; penetrating me.
Now, I told you Tom was lengthy but he was also girthy. As his shaft followed the swollen bell end in he stretched me open. I clenched my teeth, screwed up my eyes as his cock worked its way up me. The tough fuck in the cubicle hadn't been as painful as Toms slow entry. Slow, shallow thrusts in and out, widening my channel as it went. John leaned in to kiss me and take the pain away “It’ll soon be better...trust me”. I did – after all he had just taken it too.
Toms shaft glided over my prostate, the internal reaction in my chute exciting. It flared in front of Toms swollen dick – accepting, welcoming the invading cock. The pain I had endured was washed away in a growing warmth in my groin. My clenched teeth parted and my mouth let out a long deep sigh. The sensations building were glorious. As Tom bottomed out in my I let out a groan “Hell, that's soo deep, soo amazing…” He lent in and kissed me, smiling a loving sort of smile. He gyrated his hips, jiggling his cock inside of me causing my legs to shake. Slow but longer stokes followed, all the way out to the tip, then all the way back in. Tom seemed a half-way decent lover.
Tom alternated between long deep thrusts to slower shallower strokes, exciting my prostate beyond belief. The pre-cum rushed forth like a mountain spring, bathing both Tom and myself in its sweet stickiness. Johns fingers massaged the head of my cock, eliciting more of the juices, feeding them to both him and myself, kissing me with pre loaded lips.
Tom was picking up speed now and the slow strokes had disappeared, replaced by tremendously deep animal like pistoning – in and out of my increasingly wet orifice. His hands gripped mine, our fingers entwined as John raped my mouth with his tongue. The sheer bestiality of the fucking triggered that explosion deep within me – that anal orgasm so often talked about. My whole body flooded by orgasm – wave after wave crashing through me.
My whole body quaked with each jolt of Toms cock over my prostate, I was crying out in joy at the fucking I was getting. Tom stared down into my eyes “I’m going to seed you..” he panted, his back arching as he delivered his flood of cum in me.
Tom and I rolled about the bed in our orgasmic passion, snogging each other deeply, hands clawing at each other, legs entwined, Toms cock still throbbing inside me. Tom was still hard as nails and he forced me back down on my back. I couldn’t believe that he was going to carry on fucking me! He never left off! All I could sense was the squelching of his shaft pounding away at me. It was glorious!
What I hadn’t noticed in the frenzy was John getting up and leaving the bedroom. What I did notice was the grunts and groans from Tom and somebody else! I guessed John had gone back to his porn and I had pangs of guilt – overwhelmed by the feelings of my arse being banged.
Tom spurted what seemed an even bigger load right up inside me, thankfully needing a rest to recover after doing so. “Bloody hell Tom! You are one sex machine!” I laughed. “Sorry…” he sheepishly replied “But, fuck Andy, you are one great fuck. I’d love my cock in you all day long mate”. “You’ll have to ask John about that one”. “I don’t think I’ll need to be the sound of it”
It was then I realised that the grunts and groans weren’t coming from porn. I Could hear the unmistakeable voice of John – obviously being fucked by somebody called Sean with “that fuckin huge prick” as John described it. I also realised that John had lied to me sating that only Sam and I had fucked him. Plus Tom of course. “Love” turned to resentment.
I went down on Tom, licking him clean with gusto, getting him hardening as I did. “What's good enough for him his good enough for me” I thought. Tom had risen to his full prowess and, as he lay there on his back, I straddled him, took hold of his cock and pointed at my still sloppy hole “Fuck me Tom! Fuck me again” I bellowed to make sure John could hear me.
We fucked, and kept on fucking, until I made out the fact that Sean was leaving. We made enough noise to make certain John knew what we were up to and how vigorous Tom was. As we gasped trough the last spunking I said to Tom “I think you’d better be off soon, I need to talk to John.” “I understand mate”.
After Tom had left, together with my number, I sauntered into Johns bedroom – no longer ‘ours’. “Good fuck was he? Huge dick on him? Blast you full of his cum did he?” I said sarcastically. I could see John was not amused. “Yeah as it happens he was, a damn good fuck, hung like a fuckin donkey! Flooded my arse. OK?” he raged. “You lied to me. You said Sam and I, and now Tom, were the only ones to fuck you. Sounds like you’ll take any cock up your arse!” I responded. “Rich coming form you – local toilets, woods and then...how many times with Tom, 4 or was it five? Sounds like you’re a slut!” he boiled. “Takes one to know one!” I screamed at him as I stormed out.
