JRS - Games night

A continuation of the Jake, Stephen and Ricky series started in 'my friend Jake stays the night'

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Ricky and I left the water, heading back to the dying embers of the campfire. I couldn't help but grin after what had happened. 'Don't worry', Ricky said, putting his hand on my shoulder as we walked back, 'I'll let Jake know I found out, and that you didn't tell me'

His touch felt electric on my cold shoulder, and I felt myself blushing, before my mind stepped back to what he had said. I hadn't actually thought about how Jake might react to Ricky finding out. Not well, was my immediate thought. I felt my heart start to beat a bit faster, as so many scenarios of Jake, angry and hurt ran through my head. Fake arguments, shouting and even worse, him simply leaving.

Ricky must have picked up on this. 'He'll be fine with it. And if he's going to be annoyed with anyone, it's going to be me' he said firmly, squeezing my shoulder bit tighter.

We dressed in silence, Jake still snoring lightly, lying against the log where we left him. Ricky shook him gently, waking him up, while I started gathering the rubbish. We decided Ricky would take Jake back to his, and I would head back home.

The next afternoon I woke up, a slight hangover and a dry mouth. I stretched awake and headed downstairs for some food, checking my phone for any messages. The RJS chat that the three of us had was empty, the last meme of an excited Pikachu dancing brightly from Jake the night before.

Eventually I drove to the gym, and worked on my push day, doing some bench and dumbbell press variations and tricep exercises. I had tried to go heavier with the bench, struggling with the weight, when a discord notification pinged in my earphones. I lost concentration and my tempo, getting myself trapped under the bar and having to be rescued .

Unfortunately the two kickboxers who frequented the gym were the closest ones, as they lifted it off my chest. 'You okay?' they asked. I blushed and nodded my thanks, not trusting myself to speak, embarrassed that these two tattooed Adonises were the ones who had to save me.

I watched them go before I grabbed my phone. I had two messages, one from Ricky and one to our group chat. I opened the group chat, seeing a gif Jake sent of zoolander dancer, the words game night flashing on the screen. 'Whens everyone free?' Relieved I opened Ricky's, 'Spoke to Jake. All cool!'

I responded to Ricky's with a thumbs up, and asked the group chat if they wanted to come to mine the next night. Thumbs up followed the comments, as we started discussing what we were going to do.

Ricky and Jake arrived together the next night, letting themselves in and calling up to me in my room. I rolled out of bed where I had been doom scrolling to great them, throwing the piles of clothes off my bed. 'Dude,' Ricky said, 'You really need to do some laundry. And open a window, it stinks in here'. He pulled my curtains across opening it, while Jake dove across the sofa claiming it.

Ricky turned to sit down. 'Move' he gestured to Jake. Jake responded with decorum and grace, giving Ricky the fingers. 'Nah, I was here first'

'I'll sit on you' Ricky said, rising to his full 6'4.

Jake looked rattled for a moment, fit doubled down with a second middle finger. Ricky just bent down scooping Jake up. Jake began to struggle, but his small frame could do nothing as Ricky walked him to my bed and dumped him on it, leaving him sprawled out and complaining, as Ricky ran back to the sofa.

Jake pretended to have a tantrum, before noticing something. 'Fuck sake Stephen,' he said grabbing my bin and showing it to Ricky, 'how much have you been jacking off? This thing is full of tissues'

My face was bright red, 'They're from my - '

Ricky joined in, interrupting me, 'Damn, you must have worn yourself raw with that amount'

'Fuck the both of you, they're from my hayfever' I paused, looking at the two of them laughing. 'Beside Jake, you're the one who can't sleep without busting, can't even wait till you're home'

There was silence in the room, I wasn't sure if I had gone too far, before Jake threw up his hands, 'Yeah, you got me. Jacking off make me sleepy'. We all laughed at that and the tension passed. Ricky afterwards walked over to Jake and plopped beside him on the bed. He put his fist out to Jake. 'We're all cool here right, we've both messed around with Stephen, we both know about it and know nobody told' Ricky asked.

Jake looked at the fist, and bumped it, 'Yeah were all cool.' he looked directly me, 'We're cool. Besides it was my fault we got caught, I convinced you to go in there with me. I was just a bit surprised, didn't want this all getting out' he reached his fist out to me. 'Besides, what's a stroke between friends'

We all started laughing, the tension left the room immediately. Jake reached down, adjusting his shorts. 'Speaking of that, all this talks got me chubbed up.' He began rubbing, and obvious hard on poking through the mesh fabric of his shorts

'Really,' Ricky asked, 'I can't see anything?'

'Asshole' Jake muttered, throwing an elbow into Ricky's ribs.

'You're right though, all this talk has got me hard to' Ricky sighed. Ricky undid his belt, pulling his jeans down, revealing his own boner pressed against the fabric of his underwear, tenting them, a faint wet patch at the tip. He kicked them off, lying back.

Jake started laughing. Ricky turned his head to him, 'You laughing at my dick?'

'No, I just never thought I'd be sat beside you with both our dicks out like this' Jake said, his hand starting rubbing himself through his shorts.

The both of them started laughing. I stood in silence, watching this all unfold. A week ago I wouldn't have expected anything with my friends. How they were both hard, and laughing. My own dick was pressing uncomfortably in my jeans, as I felt how wet I was getting without even touching myself.

'How about it Stephen, you going to give us a hand?' Ricky asked, gesturing me to come forward. I dropped my own jeans cand crawled onto the bed between them. I started with Jake, pulling down his shorts with such force he slid a little closer to me. His dick was out now, and Ricky just nodded, 'Nice' he said.

I didn't stop to appreciate it, brining my hands to Ricky's underwear. He lifted his hips slightly, giving me better access to remove them. Jake's jaw dropped . 'Dude that thing is huge. I thought it would be big, but not that size' Ricky smiled, 'Thanks, but have you spent long thinking about my dick?'

Before Jake could reply I grabbed them both, Jake in my left, and Ricky in my right and began to slowly stroke them.

'Fuck,' Jake moaned. Ricky moaned his agreement as I continued stroking them. I rubbed my thumb to their slit, gathering their pre-cum and rubbing it through.

I stopped, leaning over Ricky to get to my drawer, opening up the top shelf. I grabbed a bottle of lube out, and went to close it - Ricky grabbed my hand. 'stephen,' he reached in grabbing something,' what do we have here?'. My face blushes as he pulled out a small silicon dildo from my drawer. I blushed and grabbed it back from him, throwing it back in, blushing. I put some lube on my hands and went to jacking them off.

'See that Jake,' Ricky laughed, 'he's got our dicks in our hand, but embarrassed we found his dildo'

I stayed silent, still rubbing, a faint squelch filling the room, as Jake and Ricky kept moaning.

I paused and looked at them. 'can you - can you take off your tops?'

Jake looked about to argue, while Ricky obliged. 'Come on, let's give him what he wants.' Jake took his off a second later, lifting his arms up to flex. 'Is this what you wanted to see?' Jake asked. Ricky joined in, making his pecs dance. The sight of the two of them was driving me wild, as I started jumping the mattress , while jacking them off.

A few minutes later, Ricky and Jake started moaning a bit faster. I stopped. 'What -' Jake began to ask. I interrupted him by leaning forward and licking his shaft. My tongue danced from the base to the top. The sweet taste of Jake's pre-cum filling my mouth. When I reached the top, I took a breath and then took him wholly in it. I started bobbing up and down.

I couldn't see Jake's expression, but from the noises he was making he was close. I took my hand and started to play with his balls, rubbing them between my thumb and fingers.

Jake almost shouted, 'Fuck yes, play with my balls, play with the -'. He started groaning as he unloaded into my mouth, filling it with sweet sticky cum. Some of it spilled out, dribbling down my chin. I looked up at him and swallowed. 'Fuck' he moaned one last time, lying back spent.

Ricky reached over, grabbing my head and bringing it to his own hard on, 'My turn,' he almost growled. I took in my mouth and started bobbing. 'Fuck, you want me to put my warm load down your throat.That's what you want isn't it' I felt his hand on the back of my head, pushing it down, speeding up my movement. I got to the base he held my head there. I started gagging 'yeah, choke on it. You love this don't you.' I tried to moan yes, but I couldn't. He lifted my head and started to move me up and down on him. While with Jake I had felt in control, with Ricky I felt more like a fleshlight. He started to tense. 'Fuck yeah. I'm close. You're going to swallow. Every. Single. Drop.' he punctuated each word by ramming my skull up and down. I felt him grunt, as he just shouted, 'Here I come.'

He burrows himself deep into my throat, and I felt his dick pulse in my mouth. I barely gotto taste his load as he sent it straight to the back of his throat. He pulled me up, wiping my mouth with his finger and feeding me the cum that had leaked out.

He turned to Jake and fistbumps, 'How was your first blow job?' he panted.

'Fucking A' he laughed.

I turned over in the middle of them and began to jack myself off. It took me seconds, as I blew all over my chest in three powerful shots. Panting, I lay beside them.

Jake started laughing, 'This is going to be a fun summer '

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