Scott was 6’2” and weighed 190 pounds. He had a nice mild tan, short dark hair, was clean shaven with a square jawline, bluish-green eyes, broad shoulders with pronounced clavicles, strong arms and legs, smooth skin, and a well-defined chest that was distinctly noticeable underneath his t-shirt. This 18 year old, young college freshman caught Paul’s attention the instant he walked into his “Introduction to Christian Religion” class. That semester Paul was assigned as the instructor for this boring and yet required undergraduate course; while he had been complaining about having to teach the class, the excitement with which he described this handsome specimen made me curious check him out. The next day I manufactured a reason to enter the classroom and nonchalantly sweep my gaze across the students seated there while handing Paul a blank piece of paper. I had no trouble identifying the dude, and Paul had been right … he was sexy as fuck, both in the face and in his body, and I got a boner from just a brief glance at him. As I walked out of the room, I cast my gaze back over my shoulder at him and felt that strong urge to see him in skimpy briefs or nothing at all. Over the next couple of weeks Paul and I devised several schemes to get this young freshman into our bed … schemes which proved unnecessary. Indeed, we didn’t have to do anything.
Paul is very handsome: he is 5’8” with a runner’s build – he has a small, slender frame, narrow hips, lean and very wiry muscles, a small ass, a swarthy skin tone, a small amount of chest hair but a smooth back, dark hair, and a very handsome face with a killer smile and dark eyes that are easy to get lost in. He has a touch of the eastern-med in him, and he looks fantastic in bikini underwear or nothing at all. His cock is beautifully cut and nicely proportioned at 5 and 3/4 in length with a girth of about 4 and a half inches at its thickest point. He would have been about 29 years old and was in very good condition, though not in any way pumped. When dressed preppy – kakis and a poloshirt – he was strikingly handsome. I knew that guys found him very attractive because he was often having to refuse polite (and sometime not too polite) advances from fellow grad students, professors, and undergraduate students of both sexes.
It shouldn’t be a surprise, then, that this young freshman came onto Paul. It would appear that, as much as Paul found him to be gorgeous, Scott found Paul to be imminently desirable. I can’t fault him for that … I do, too. Once that became apparent – after Scott made his interest unmistakably clear by asking Paul out on a date – he and I began planning how we both could have him. We talked about Paul having him first, then suggesting a three-way with me, but Paul didn’t want that. Instead, Paul decided to invite Scott to our apartment and we would see what transpired.
Dinner went well; I don’t remember what we ate, but the conversation stretched on toward midnight as we found out a little bit about Scott’s background and interests. He had played soccer, baseball, and football in high school, but none of the college recruiters seemed to think him a good prospect. He was far from a dumb jock, however; he had graduated third in his class and was on a full ride academic scholarship, with a major in Political Science, and was hoping to go on to Law School. For his part, he was shocked to find out that Paul was a Roman Catholic priest, and even more surprised to learn that I was gay and that Paul and I were partners. I could tell he was intrigued to lean this, and it didn’t take long for the conversation to start to inch more and more toward sex and the kinds of guys he’d slept with. I could tell that he was getting excited at the thought of having sex with the both of us, and after a point I decided to just throw all caution into the wind and see where it landed: “How would you like to double fuck Paul with me?”
Scott looked a bit surprised, but I could see the fascination in his face as his eyes darted from me to Paul and then back to me again with excitement. “You mean, like, us taking turns? Or, me in one end and you in the other? Or….”
“He means both of you in my ass at the same time.” Interrupted Paul.
Scott flushed red and and looked surprised. “We can do that? I’m kinda big.”
“No problem” said Paul while pointing at me, “he’s big, too.”
“How big?”
I smiled, stood up, took my shirt off, dropped my pants and my underwear, and allowed Scott to watch as my cock – already semi-hard – began to lengthen and thicken to full attention. As I stood there, naked, I could see Scott appraising my body with the sweep of his eyes. At the time I was proud of my appearance, and was in just about the best shape of my life: I would have been about 25 years old, 6'1" tall, weighing 215 pounds of thick bone, muscle, and a tiny bit of padding. I have a football player’s thick and sturdy build with broad shoulders, strong arms and legs, dark brown hair, a trimmed mustache, and glasses. I’m definitely a bear, with a significant amount of soft fur on my shoulders, chest, and stomach, a thick bush around my crotch, and hair on my back, forearms, and legs. I worked out regularly (and still do), and so while I trend toward bulky and have never been “cut,” I wasn't then overweight and most gay guys thought me desirable. Twinks and twunks both love me, and I them. I’m a grower, and when fully erect my cock is 7 and half inches long and 6 inches in circumference, with a heavy mushroom-shaped head, a thick urethra, and prominent veins on the sides of my shaft. Scott took all of this in, his eyes finally focusing on my cock as it stood out hard and straight from my body, continuing to throb slightly with my heartbeat. “Yes, you’re pretty big,” he said.
Then, without hesitation, Scott stood up and quickly stripped his clothing off to reveal the well-built jock-physique that was so evident under the fabric. He was very smooth and muscular, with a well-defined chest, abs, arms, and legs. His dick was also very well defined: long, thick, and cut, standing out from his waist with a slightly upwards tilt. At a later point we used a measuring tape to find out that Scott was 8 and a quarter inches long and 6 inches in circumference, His dick was perfect. While Scott stood there, naked next to me, Paul whistled lightly and said “Fantastic!”
Within a minute we had abandoned the table and were heading back in the bedroom. Paul striped his clothing off, leaving a trail of laundry down the hall as we went, so that by the time we got to the room he was only wearing underwear and looking absolutely delicious. I let Scott go to him first while I hung back and watched. Paul was trembling with excitement has Scott took him into his arms and began to kiss his heck and shoulders. I was stroking my cock as I slowly circled them, watching as Scot mauled Paul’s ass with his hand, pressed his dick against Paul’s stomach, and Paul cleaved to him and continued to tremble with excitement. And, yes, it was exciting to watch. After a minute or so of this, Scott turned to look at me and I came over and pressed by body up against his, slapping my cock on his leg while I leaned in and kissed him on the lips. Meanwhile, Paul dropped to his knees and began working on Scott’s cock, taking as much as he could into his mouth while I made out with Scott, running my hands all over his torso, exploring his muscles and tweaking his nipples. This guy reminded me a lot of “Mr. Enormous” from several years before, and that excited me immensely. After a few more minutes of this we moved to the bed, where I settled down on my back while Paul got the lube and began slicking up my cock. Scott knelt beside us and lubed up Paul’s ass, then watched with fascination as Paul mounted me. I could feel him touching Paul’s ass and my cock and balls as he gave us a running commentary as the head of my dick penetrated Paul’s hole and then, inch by inch, Paul slid down my pole. He said that, aside from watching porn, he’d never actually seen two guys have sex before, and so Paul breathlessly told him to “enjoy the show.” By then the base of my dick was being clinched by Paul’s sphincter while my head was pressed hard against the back of Paul’s rectum; he had me completely, and he held still for a moment to grow accustomed to the sensation before he pulled up and then slid back down in a piston-action that started slowly but then quickened in pace as Paul put his hands against my chest and he rode.
Scott settled back and watched, while continuing to touch Paul’s ass and putting a hand so that he could feel my cock plunging deep and then pulling back. After a couple of minutes of this Paul slowed down, looked back and told Scott that it was now his turn. He then leaned forward, kissed me, and lifted his ass until my cock came out. I could see Scott kneeling in behind Paul while Paul and I kissed, and when Scott penetrated Paul, my boyfriend moaned into my mouth while continuing to kiss me. I knew what was happening. Scott had penetrated so deep in a single thrust that he had pushed through Paul’s inner hole. I could feel Paul’s cock pulse against my stomach and I held on to him and continued to kiss him while he was deeply and wonderfully fucked by this incredible top. “Is he good?” I asked. Paul moaned assent, then muttered “so deep.” “Yes, he’s deep … let him fuck you, baby. Let him fuck you deep.”
Several minutes passed while Scott fucked Paul in strong, steady strokes. As I kissed Paul, I remember looking past him to Scott’s amazing upper torso. His pecs were flexing as he gripped Paul’s hips and pounded into him. Sweat was running down between them, and I felt my own cock pulse with excitement at the sight of this beautiful young hunk plowing my man. All too soon, however, Scott said something about getting close to cumming, and so I told him to pull out; he did, and I quickly slammed my cock up inside Paul’s well-traveled hole and relished the feeling of it spasming around my meat as I fucked him. Scott settled back, allowing himself to come down from the edge of orgasm, and watched while I pulled all the way out of Paul, then slammed all the way back in. I could feel the head of my cock tapping the back of Paul’s rectum … which, thanks to Scott, was nicely opened to allow the tip of my dick to penetrate just slightly into Paul’s rectosigmoid junction. When I realized that this was the case I planted myself all the way up inside Paul’s rectum and held still, relishing the feeling of his inner hole closing around the tip of my dick.
With a voice full of lust, I told Scott that it was time for him to join me inside Paul. “He needs to stretch and become accustomed to both of us,” I said, “He can do it, but it will take a little time.” After only a moment of hesitation, I felt the thick head of Scott’s meat press against the base of my cock; Paul shuddered and cried out, and then I felt the heavy hardness of Scott’s thick dick push slowly up into Paul’s incredible tightness. This college jock might be very young, but he knew how to penetrate a very tight ass: he bounced back and forth, again and again, going a little deeper with each bounce, meanwhile pulling Paul’s cheeks apart to give himself a wider opening. To me, it felt wonderful to have a large dick inching further and further along the length of my shaft, pressing hard against my urethra until I felt its head nestled tightly next to mine.
The three of us held still, Paul trembling and moaning into my mouth while his rectum, crammed full of cock, adjusted to the wonderful sensation having so much meat in his locker. “Is it good, baby?” I asked him. Paul didn’t reply. His eyes were rolled up in his head, his mouth was open and pressed against mine, and a rumbling moan was all I could hear. I told Scott to start slowly pumping, easing back until he almost pulled out, and then pushing all the way back in. Meanwhile, I held steady within Paul’s ass and kept my arms wrapped around his back. Scott followed my directions, and I could feel every inch of him along the length of my shaft as he did all the fucking. It was incredible. Paul’s tears began dripping onto my face and licked them and kissed his cheeks and told him how much I loved him while Scott continued to slowly fuck him. A minute passed … then two … then three … while Scott fucked Paul. As the time passed, Scott began to slow down his piston action in order to prolong our experience. I could feel my own need to cum building, and it felt wonderful to lay there, holding tightly onto Paul, while this amazingly sexy jock did all the work. Even though I was beneath Paul, and holding very still, I couldn’t shake the sensation that I was the one in control. Every time I told Scott to do something, he did. And, I was holding Paul to me and relishing the feeling of his absolute trust in me. I couldn’t imagine what he had to be feeling in that moment – later he shared that it was almost an out-of-body dreamscape, it had been so wonderful – but he was clearly in ecstasy, and our hearts were beating next to each other and timed together.
All of a sudden, I felt Scott’s cock swell and pulse in a massive surge, and then he yelped as a huge flood of hot, thick, heavy cum exploded deep up inside of Paul’s ass, quickly engulfing my cock and forcing its way down the length of my shaft to spurt out and splatter my balls. As he came, Scott forced himself further into Paul a final time, penetrating past my cock and at least an inch Paul’s colon to finish dumping his seed. He then withdrew and fell back on the bed behind us, panting heavily.
I let Paul rest for just a moment, relishing the feeling of a hot, massive load coating my cock up inside of him, and the head of my dick now lodged in the grip of his inner hole. After perhaps 30 seconds, I slowly began pumping … pulling out, then pushing all the way back in. Paul stirred, and so I took ahold of his biceps and lifted him gently away from my body and up into a kneeling position. He looked down at me, put his hands on my chest, and began forcefully riding me – up, then down, then up, then down – taking his time, but also pausing when he was all the way do so that he could grip my dick with his sphincter and the walls of his rectum. He still looked dazed, yet he also had a look of utter lust in his eyes as he rode me. I realized that, in that moment, Paul had “taken charge” and was going to ride me until I couldn’t hold back any longer. I had been on the edge of blowing my load several times during the session, but now I knew that my beautiful partner wasn’t going to allow me to prolong it any longer. He even said as much: “I want your cum. Give me your load.” With those words, he suddenly arched his back and a thick welling of precum came out of the head of his hard, purple, throbbing cock, and oozed down to my stomach. I felt Paul’s ass start to grip my dick even more tightly, and I knew he was on the precipice of having both an internal and external orgasm. I put my hands just above his cock, and then ran them both up his abdomen to his ribs, then to this chest where I cupped his pecs and tapped his hard, tiny nipples a few times. This sent him over the top, and a massive wad of creamy white cum burst from his cock to land in the middle of my hairy chest. As he came and his ass clinched me tightly, I pressed upwards as hard and as deep as I could; I felt the “freight train” go roaring down my back and I nutted with the head of my dick lodged tightly in his inner hole. As my balls emptied, my cock surging again and again against the vice grip of his sphincter, Paul leaned forward, took my head in his hands, and kissed me deeply. “Thank you” he breathed into my mouth. “Thank you so much.”
As the weeks of the semester passed, Paul and I brought Scott back to our apartment for repeated fuckings. We double-fucked Paul many times, in many different ways, and each session was spectacular. With Paul watching, I had Scott fuck me, which he did beautifully. His dick felt amazing, pushed all the way up inside me and through to my colon. I loved the experience of feeling my toes curl and my head spin as he penetrated me so deeply. I particularly enjoyed being on my back with my legs over Scott’s shoulders while Paul watched and stroked his own dick. The exhibitionist in me got off knowing how much Paul enjoyed watching me get fucked, and both Scott and I gave him a great show. Once, I road Scott with my hands on his chest, while Paul cuddled in behind me and rubbed his dick against my ass and lower back. I hoped Paul would fuck me, too, but that just wasn’t his “thing.” He did cum all over my back from humping against me while I road Scott, and it felt good to have him cum like that.
Scott was our plaything for most of two semesters. Even long after he was finished with his required religion class, he kept coming over for special, “private tutoring.” And, it was a great deal of fun. Toward the end of the second semester, one evening after making out with Paul in the middle of us and expecting to get double fucked, Scott suddenly surprised us both by kissing Paul, then leaning past Paul to kiss me while saying: “Show me how it feels to be a bottom.” I asked him if he was sure, and he said that he was. Paul, for his own part, got especially excited and said, “I’ll help!”
So, I got on my back and Scott crawled over me to kneel with his knees on either side of my waist. I reached around and started to peel Scott’s firm, perfectly shaped ass-cheeks apart when I felt Paul’s hands replace mine as he exposed Scott’s hole. My cock was throbbing with excitement as Paul applied lube to it and to Scott’s ass, and then he watched with fascination as Scott slowly began to impale himself on me. Scott’s hole was very tight, and it kept spasming (gripping and relaxing) as my long, thick cock penetrated him; he was groaning, and beads of sweat began coating his forehead, chest, and back, as he struggled to take me, but he didn’t let up the pressure until that wonderful SNAP happened and the rest of my cock surged up into him. With a deep, guttural groan, he settled fully down onto my lap while his sphincter twitched around the base of my cock and its head pressed hard against the back of his rectum. I will never forget that moment, looking up at this incredibly sexy college jock and seeing a look of utter astonishment on his face. Breathlessly, he said that he never imagined how amazing it would feel to be filled with dick; he described it as a mixture of pain and pure ecstasy, and that he wished he'd tried it sooner.
As Scott began riding me, Paul gave us a super-horny commentary on what it looked like, and how amazing it was to see Scott’s virgin hole gobbling up my thick dick. After several minutes, and just as I was starting to feel the cum-pressure mounting, Paul crawled around from where he had been sprawled behind us and, with a muttered “I’m joining this” he straddled my chest and then slid back onto Scott’s hard cock. Scott put his arms around Paul from behind, and I reached in to take Paul's cock in my hand and began stroking it. The fucking that ensued had Scott rocking up off my cock (until only the head was still in his rectum), while his dick slid into Paul; then, he would pull out of Paul as he settled back down onto my cock. The rhythmic motion was steady and accompanied by groans and moans from all three of us, as we built toward orgasms. I’m not certain, but I think Scott came within just a few minutes of Paul impaling himself on Scott’s dick. As he came, he ground his ass down as hard as he could, lodging my cock as deeply into him as it would go; his ass tightened up so much that I almost couldn’t move inside him, and as his entire rectum spasmed with his orgasm, I was propelled over the top and nutted very hard. I don’t remember much after that, except that I woke up in the morning with Scott already gone and Paul was riding my cock and looking amazing in the morning sunlight streaming into our room through the drapes.
Scott was a real treat for Paul and me. Our sex with him brought that extra cock of fulfillment that Paul craved in his ass alongside mine, and the variation that gave me a zing and a dick in my own ass that I enjoyed. He spiced us up and made our last year together all the more enjoyable. In all the years have followed, I've never heard from Scott. I hope he's made some guy very happy; with that body and cock, he must have.
