Author’s Note – There are elements of non-consent in this story. If that type of element offends you, or is problematic, please do not read.
Dedicated to Victor (“Carlos”), Sonny (“JD”), Patrick (“Beto”), Ricky (“Andres”), Johnny (“Hector”), and Jose (“Joe”) - you’ll never recognize yourself in this but thank you for giving me your character.
As JD and Beto went out the back door, JD started weaving.
“Whoa, man! Careful! Don’t want you to hurt yourself,” Beto said. He reached out to steady JD as they continued walking. There was a bright moon out and plenty of light to see where they were going. JD kept weaving and Beto put his arm around him, enjoying the feel of JD’s muscular arms and back. Slowly, Beto dropped his hand down until it was resting on JD’s ass. He didn’t say anything but Beto wasn’t even sure if JD felt it, given how wasted he was. Beto looked up at JD as he squeezed his ass. JD still didn’t say anything or slow his step.
Taking a chance, Beto squeezed the huge muscle ass harder and held on to it.
“You okay, kid?”
JD didn’t answer but slowed down. “Huhhhh?”
Laughing quietly, Beto let go and said, “Nothing JD. All is good. C’mon, the pool is over here.”
Beto opened the gate to the pool and ushered JD inside. It wasn’t a large pool, but was mainly for people to get in, cool off, and enjoy the water. There were several lounge chairs with cushions on the right side, and Beto maneuvered JD in that direction.
“Sit down, JD. Let’s chill.”
Beto helped him sit down, which was good, given that JD plopped down and almost fell over. Beto pulled his legs onto the lounge and helped JD lean back on it, then sat in the chair next to him.
Beto looked over at JD. His eyes were closed and his breathing slow and steady. Beto didn’t want him to pass out just yet because there was some information he wanted. But the more he saw of JD, the more he knew tonight was the time to get him.
“It’s pretty cool, eh? Nice breeze tonight.”
JD opened his eyes slowly. He turned his head, smiled slightly, and said, “Yeah. Nice.”
“So JD, you have a girlfriend?”
“No. Well. Not now.”
Beto smiled. “Not now. Why not? Fighting?”
JD closed his eyes slowly and opened them again.
“Somethin . . . somethin . . . like that.”
“I hear ya. Girls can be a pain in the ass a lot of times. Especially when they don’t give out the pussy.”
JD snorted and said, “Fuck yeah.” He licked his lips and said, “Guys easier.”
Beto did a double take and looked back at JD.
“Guys are easier? You know that how? From experience?”
JD gave a garbled laugh. “Hellayeah. Guys suck cock no problem.”
Beto started chuckling and said, “Yeah, that’s true.” He got up and leaned down to JD.
“Here dude, let’s get that shirt off. Help cool you down.”
After some fumbling and weaving, JD’s shirt finally came off. Beto put it to the side and looked back at him.
JD’s chest was amazing. It was at least as full and muscular as Carlos’s. Maybe more.
“Let’s get those jeans off too. I think you need to take a dip in the pool. You're still pretty wasted.”
Beto reached up and started undoing the belt and button on the jeans, pulling down the zipper along with it. JD tried to help but his hands kept fumbling with it. Beto finally pushed his hands away and started to pull open the flaps, a white gleam showing through the opening. The jeans were tightly wrapped around him and Beto had to stand on both sides of the lounge chair and start pulling the jeans down. As he tugged, the massive bulge in JD’s jeans popped out. Beto continued to pull the jeans down and finally grabbed the excess at his feet. The jeans came off and he tossed them to the side.
Beto looked at JD and his breathing increased rapidly. JD was wearing a white jockstrap. But it wasn’t an athletic jockstrap. It was designer made, the material a sheer white.
JD’s cock was vividly outlined in it. Long and full.
Beto could feel his cock start to swell in his pants as he looked at JD’s amazing body laid out, ready for . . . whatever.
Beto stepped back to the side of the lounge chair, slid down his pants, and took off his shirt.
“C’mon JD, let’s get in the water. That will help slap you awake.”
JD struggled to get up and Beto pulled his arms to steady him. He finally stood up. Beto’s cock started to swell even more in his briefs as JD’s ass came into view. It was just as amazing as Carlos’s ass. It was hard and muscular, obviously built by a lot of time spent in the gym. JD’s glutes flowed from the bottom of his back, arching out each time more muscle was added, like two swollen melons, and descended to the tops of his massive hamstrings. Beto wondered if he would even be able to pull JD’s ass muscles apart, as they were so tightly bound together, forming a solid straight line. But he knew he was going to try.
Beto guided JD over to the pool at the shallow end. As they stepped slowly in, the water was lukewarm and Beto shivered. But JD just walked straight in, the water temperature not affecting him. Beto guided JD in front of him, down step by step until JD’s gorgeous ass was underwater.
Beto stood by his side, cupped his hands with water, and poured it down JD’s back. He heard JD moan softly and he continued pouring water down his back. After a few minutes of that, Beto stopped, and said, “Why don’t you go underwater, JD, and get yourself all wet at once. That’ll wake you up.”
JD stood there for a moment, not moving. Beto put his hands on JD’s shoulders and gently pushed. As JD kept standing, Beto pushed harder, and JD slowly started going down. Beto ran his hands over the front of his chest as he went down, until JD’s head was underwater. After several moments, JD rose back up, water dripping down his head and back.
Beto walked around, looked at him, and smiled.
“So, how does that feel?”
JD slowly wiped the dripping water off his face and said, “Yeah. Was good. I feel better.”
“More awake? Can you move around now?”
JD smiled and said, “Yeah, I think so.”
JD lifted up his arms and wiped the excess water off. In the brilliant moonlight, Beto watched the water slowly flow down his chest and he reached out and wiped it off. As his hand went down one of JD’s pecs, he lightly pinched the large nipple, causing JD to gasp lightly. Beto’s hand continued down his chest, feeling JD’s muscular abs and stopping at the edge of his jockstrap.
JD continued wiping the water down as Beto leaned over to the nipple he had pinched. Its tip stood out like a bullet and Beto sucked it into his mouth. JD gasped again and stood still. Beto reached up and held JD’s enormous triceps as he sucked more and more of the nipple into his mouth, biting on the swollen tip gently as he sucked.
JD stood in the water, eyes closed, letting Beto suck his chest. He knew he was still somewhat drunk, but he didn’t care. The feeling of Beto’s mouth on his nipple and chest caused his hormones to rage and he wasn’t about to stop it.
As Beto sucked on JD’s chest, his right hand went down into the water and found JD’s swollen cock. It was hard and pointing down, pushing out the material in the front of the jockstrap. Beto started rubbing it as he sucked and JD’s moaning got louder. Beto moved his mouth from one nipple to the other, continuing to rub JD’s cock, and causing it to swell into a steel rod.
As Beto continued to rub and stroke his cock, he leaned over to JD’s ear and whispered, “Let’s take this back to the lounge chair, where I can take care of you.”
JD shivered and quietly murmured, “Yeah.”
They left the pool and JD sat down in the chair. The sheer material of his front was completely translucent from being in the water and wrapped around his cock and big balls. Beto could see the cock throbbing and ready to be sucked.
Pushing JD’s legs apart on each side of the lounge, Beto sat between his legs and looked at JD. He sat there, looking at Beto and waiting. Beto slowly reached up and pulled the jockstrap, while JD lifted up his ass to let Beto pull it off.
As it came off his legs, JD sat there motionless in the light, eyes closed. He was fully naked, water enhancing the muscles of his smooth body, hard cock standing up and throbbing.
JD may have been young, but Beto thought his cock was impressive, rising maybe eight inches in the moonlight.
Beto reached out and started running his hands up and down JD’s massive thighs. As he rubbed, he grinned as JD’s cock bounced with each stroke.
“Feel good?”
JD just murmured, “Ummmmm.”
Beto smiled and said, “It’s about to feel a helluva lot better.”
He reached over and took the JD’s cock in his hand. It was a hard slab of meat and Beto could feel it pulse.
Given that JD and his father Joe were latinos, he was surprised that JD’s cock was circumcised. The large head flared out and made the eight inch shaft look like an arrow. As he stroked, Beto could see JD’s juices leaking out of the head and flowing down the shaft. It became easier and easier to stroke the big cock and JD was starting to writhe and whimper.
“Come . . . c’mon . . . c’mon man. Just do it.”
Beto grinned harder, leaned over and swiped his tongue around the head. “You mean that?”
JD jumped and more juice leaked out.
“FUCK!” he shouted. After a moment, he said, “Yeah . . . THAT!”
Beto was getting a good stroke going, but his lust for JD’s cock was starting to overwhelm him. He made a few more strokes, then leaned over and took the thick tool in his mouth, sliding his lips down to mid-shaft.
JD’s back came up off the lounge chair, and he loudly groaned, “UHHHohhhhh!”
Beto tightened his lips around the huge cock and swirled his tongue. JD groaned again and banged his fists on the chair arms, as Beto’s head started going up slowly until he reached the head. As he felt the spongy head, he also tasted the copious juices leaking out and quickly licked around the head and swallowed them.
JD was in the throes of sexual pleasure. He kept banging on the chair arms and shouted, “Fuck man, don’t stop! Damn! Keep going!”
Beto had no intention of stopping until he was ready to stop. After swiping up all the head juices, he went back down. Then up again, swirling and licking up the juices, and then down again. Up again and down. Up . . . and down . . . up . . . and down. Over and over. Faster and faster. He was amazed that there was so much cock juice, it was practically coming out in a continuous stream. He kept sucking, his head bobbing faster on the thick, juicy cock. Minute after minute, he kept sucking. But Beto had to be careful as he didn’t want JD to cum too soon. He has other plans for his body.
After ten minutes of sucking and drinking JD’s cock juices, he pulled off his meat and ran his tongue down to JD’s balls. Like the rest of him, they were hairless. Beto could taste JD’s sweat and manly musk and he felt his cock throb. He licked and took each nut in his mouth, feeling it tingle and buzz as the semen stored in them was starting to rise. JD started moaning louder and bouncing back on the chair. After several minutes, he started trying to pull Beto’s head back to his cock. But Beto batted his hands away and kept on them. JD was going crazy as his sensitive jewels were enveloped in Beto’s warm, wet mouth.
Beto reached his hand up and started stroking JD’s cock again, as his tongue snuck down from JD’s nuts to his taint. His cock was so wet with spit and juice, it was easy to do and kept JD’s attention on his cock. Beto wanted his attention there while he began his exploration of his real target . . . JD’s tight asshole.
Beto’s tongue went lower and lower but was blocked by the lounge chair. As he jacked the big cock, Beto carefully got under JD’s legs and slowly pushed them up so he could get his tongue in deeper. But it was doomed to failure, as JD’s ass was so muscular, Beto’s tongue could go no further in his crack.
While Beto was disappointed, it reinforced his belief that, while JD was bisexual, he was likely a virgin. And Beto wanted to be the first to crack open that tight ass . . . one way or another.
He pulled his head back from JD’s muscle ass and went back to his cock. It was still hard as steel and Beto quickly slurped it up in his mouth again. JD put his hands around Beto’s head to keep him in place, as he desperately needed to cum.
Beto sucked more and more and swallowed JD’s cock deep in his throat. He felt JD come off the chair back again and yell loudly. After several moments of JD’s massive meat being lodged in his throat, Beto pulled off and started sucking faster. His head was rapidly jouncing on on the wet, dripping cock and he could tell JD was ready to let go. So he sucked faster. And swirled his tongue continuously on everything it could feel. Over. And over.
JD was breathing faster and faster, his heart pumping like crazy. Beto could feel JD’s body start to lift up as the cum started to rise from his nuts and, finally, up the hard shaft. Coming . . . and coming . . . and coming . . .
JD held JD’s head tight and his orgasmic countdown started.
“Fuck! FUCK!! FUCK, FUCK!! JESUS! SHIT! UhhhhnggggHHHHHH!!!”
Suddenly Beto felt a blast of cum hit the back of his throat.
JD jammed his cock in as far as he could in Beto’s mouth. Then Beto felt a second blast. And a third. And more. Then more.
As the initial cum blasts weakened, Beto could still taste cum dribbling out of JD’s slit. He ran his tongue around it, trying to get as much of the sweet juice as possible. And it truly was sweet. A thick, fruity taste. Beto figured that JD ate or drank lots of fruit as part of his fitness diet.
After thirty seconds or so, Beto pulled off JD’s cock. It was still full and thick, but was softening. Beto licked around some more, while JD jumped at the sensitive swipes on his cock. Finally, Beto stopped and sat up, looking at JD.
Like Beto, JD was drenched in sweat. He lay in the lounge chair, not moving. His breathing slowed down and he was totally spent. Beto watched him and smiled, wondering if JD was up for another round that involved fucking. But before he broached that, he decided to talk with him and find out how much he’d been with guys.
“So JD, you said you’ve been with guys before?”
Eyes still closed, JD said, “A few. They’ve sucked my cock before. Feels good.”
“I see. Are you gay?”
“No.”
He paused for a moment and then said, “I’m bi.”
Beto smiled broadly and said, “Really?”
“Yeah.”
“You ever been fucked by a guy before?”
JD was quiet for a few moments, and then said, “No.”
Great, Beto thought. A young, bi, virgin muscle ass for me to fuck.
“Have you ever fucked a guy before?”
“No.” JD licked his lips, and said, “But . . . I’d like to.”
Beto thought for a few seconds and asked, “Your daddy know about you?”
JD squirmed and said, “Fuck no. I ain’t tellin’ him.”
Good, Beto thought. So you won’t be telling Joe that his friend Beto fucked you.
JD squirmed a little more. “Why you want to know that?”
“Oh, just wondering. He’s my friend. But I won’t say anything to him.”
“Good. And don’t say anything to Carlos either.”
Beto raised his eyebrows.
“Carlos? Why would I say anything to Carlos? I won’t tell him, but he won’t care. He’s a good man like that. And anyway, he’s straight. It’s not like you’ll be fucking with him.”
Softly, JD said, “Well . . . maybe. But don’t tell him anyway.”
“Why do you say maybe?”
JD had a smirk on his face.
“Oh . . . nothing . . . maybe someday . . . he might . . . you never know.”
Beto was silent. His intuition told him JD wasn’t telling him something about Carlos.
“Someday what?”
Now JD was silent. But Beto kept pushing him. If it was something involving Carlos, he wanted to know about it.
“Someday what, JD? C’mon, tell me man. I mean I know everything else about you. And Carlos is my friend. We do lots of things together.”
JD was silent for a couple of more moments. Finally, he said, “Do things? Like going out?”
“Yeah,” Beto said. “Go out. Get drunk. We’ve even fuck women together.”
“Fuck women? Does he . . . does he . . . have . . . you know . . . a . . . big . . . you know.”
Beto hesitated a moment, leaned forward, and said, “A big cock?”
JD nodded.
“Yeah, JD. Carlos has a big cock. A huge cock.” When he said that, Beto saw JD’s cock start to swell again.
So, that’s it, he thought. JD’s hot for Carlos!
Trying to see just how much he was interested in Carlos, Beto said, “Yeah. A huge cock. And a huge muscle ass. Tight. Real tight. If he was gay, it’d be perfect for fucking. And I do mean perrrrrrrrrrfect . . . for fucking.”
JD licked his lips, slowly moved his hand down, and grabbed his rapidly swelling cock.
Beto chuckled to himself.
“Yep. Perfect.” He paused a moment, and then said, “And even though Carlos is straight, that doesn’t change the fact his ass was made to fuck. You could slam into it all you want and all you’ll do is bounce off of it.”
Beto chuckled again. “Yep. Bounce off of it. And fuck it for . . . hours.”
He could hear little soft moans coming from the young muscle stud.
“So, JD . . . you uh . . . you interested in Carlos?”
JD kept squeezing his cock and quietly moaning. He was aroused by Beto’s description of Carlos’s cock and ass. Saying how perfect his ass was for fucking. And while he was willing to let Carlos fuck him, he got hotter at the thought of fucking Carlos.
JD had enjoyed the few times he’d managed to touch or grab Carlos’s muscles at the gym. But whenever he saw his ass, it was different. His cock swelled up fast. So, the thought of getting to have sex with Carlos aroused him. He squeezed his cock again and looked at Beto.
“Fuck yeah. But how? He’s straight.”
“Don’t worry, JD,” Beto said. “He may be straight. But I’ve fucked lots of straight guys. I know how to get ‘em. And I know how to get Carlos. Hell, I’ve almost done it before.”
Beto thought the look on JD’s face was priceless. It was a combination of surprise . . . and lust.
“Really?” JD said. “You almost fucked him before?”
Beto grinned. “Yep. I told you, I know how to get straight guys. And I was just minutes away from being in Carlos’s tight, muscle ass. Unfortunately, I was interrupted and couldn’t do it. But I can promise you, that won’t happen again.”
“I don’t believe you,” JD said.
“Trust me, JD. You do what I tell you . . . when I tell you . . ,. and you can be fucking Carlos’s perfect ass all you want. Maybe even tonight.”
JD looked at me carefully for several moments. Then, a big smile formed on his face and he said, “No shit? You’re serious? What about Ian?”
Beto leaned closer to him. “Yes, I’m serious. Don’t worry about Ian.” He paused and said, “But, you need to understand one thing.”
“What’s that?”
“You can fuck Carlos’s ass. But . . . you may have to give up your own too.”
Beto waited for JD’s answer and thought he may have scared him. But instead, JD said, “Okay. I’m fine with Carlos fucking me. As long as I can fuck him first.”
Laughing quietly, Beto stood up and looked down on JD. He didn’t tell JD that it wouldn’t be Carlos fucking him but Beto. And Hector. And Andres. And later, more of Beto’s friends, who would love to get their hands on the young, hot, muscle boy. But for right now, he didn’t need to know that. He’d just keep Carlos’s ass dangling in front of JD. And the rest would work itself out.
He saw Hector come out of the house towards them.
“Stay here,” he told JD and walked over to the gate.
“So tell me. All is good?”
Hector laughed, “More than good. Joe is laid out on the couch, passed out. Carlos is in his bedroom, passed out, ready for fucking.” He shook his head and said, “When I stripped all of Carlos’s clothes off, I almost lost it. I wanted to roll his body over and fuck the shit out of him!” Beto’s eyes widened, and Hector continued. “But I didn’t, so don’t freak! Fuck . . . that body . . . that ass . . . amazing!”
Beto was silent and Hector continued on.
“Andres said he had a recording with Ian’s voice on it. And you were gonna love what you heard.”
Beto laughed. “I guess Andres managed to fuck Ian and get some damaging information.”
“Yep,” Hector said. “Andres said you could blackmail Ian into getting out of our way . . . and letting us finally get Carlos tonight.”
“And the bonus boy, JD,” Beto replied.
Hector smiled evilly. “Oh really? How’d you manage that?”
Beto just laughed and shrugged his shoulders.
“Cool,” Hector said. “JD is going to be one helluva fuck.”
Beto laughed and said, “And he’s willing to do it. As long as it’s Carlos doing it.”
Hector looked confused. “Carlos? He’s passed out. He won’t be fucking anyone tonight.”
Beto leaned forward. “I know. But JD doesn’t need to know that. Yet,” he said. And smiled.
Hector started laughing and said, “Damn! It’s gonna be like Christmas tonight! Unwrap one gift, play with it, and then unwrap the next one!” He paused. “C’mon and listen to the recording.”
Beto walked over to JD and said, “Get dressed, JD. Let’s let you lay down for a bit. I’ll call you when the fun starts. And when Carlos is ready for your big cock.”
JD grinned, and started putting his clothes on. After he pulled on his shirt, he walked over to Beto and Hector.
“I’m ready,” he said.
Beto and Hector walked behind him as they went to the house. They licked their lips as they watched JD’s solid ass flex and roll as he walked.
“Fuck,” Hector whispered. “I can’t wait to tap that muscle ass.”
Beto leaned over and whispered, “Patience, Hector. All good comes to those who wait patiently.” He watched the tight jeans roll with the solid muscle, as JD’s ass bounced. “But yeah, he’s gonna be one fantastic fuck.”
As they went into the house, Beto said, “Hector, take JD to the spare bedroom. And don’t tell Ian he’s there. Not yet anyhow.”
Hector smiled and said, “Let’s go, JD. We’re gonna have fun tonight!”
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Beto was smiling as he walked into the room and I tried to contain my anger. I realized that Beto had put Andres up to this and waited to see what was going to happen. Although I had a pretty good idea where this was heading.
Beto laughed.
“So Ian, I hear you and Andres have had some fun tonight. Great! I hope you both enjoyed it.”
“What do you want, Beto?”
Beto shook his head and sat down on the bed.
“You need to quit seeing me as the enemy, Ian. We both want the same things. You just let your fears override your wants. Understandable. But I think now, we’re both in a position to help each other.”
“Help each other? What do you want, Beto?”
“Ohhhh, the same things as before, Ian. Good health, a good job, good friends. I want a lot of things. But you sorta ruined one thing.”
I had a puzzled look on my face and said, “Ruined something? I haven’t ruined anything. What are you talking about?”
“Well, according to that little recording that Andres so thoughtfully provided me, I understand that you have already fucked Carlos. Is that right?”
I sighed and looked down. “Yeah.”
Beto shook his head.
“Well that is what I’m talking about. I wanted to be the first to fuck Carlos and take his virginity. And it seems you already have. So I can only have seconds. That’s do-able, I guess . . . but not nearly as satisfying as being first.”
“Well, I’m sorry,” I said sarcastically. “I didn’t mean to take that away from you.”
Beto raised his voice and said, “Well you DID, you motherfucker! YOU did! I could have fucked Carlos that night when you stopped me. I even offered you the opportunity to fuck him too. But your fear got the better of you. And because of that, YOU got to fuck him first. YOU! Not ME!”
I shouted back. “It wasn’t fear, it was love! Carlos is my friend and brother, and I wasn’t about to just have you use him for a quick fuck.”
Beto raised his hands and said, “Whatever, whatever. Anyway, that’s water under the bridge. Something new has turned up. And I think that is where we can help each other.”
I sighed. “Get to the point, Beto. What do you want?”
“I’m going to fuck Carlos.”
“Yeah, I knew you were gonna try. That’s no surprise.”
“And JD.”
I looked horrified. “Man, c’mon! He’s just a kid! And he’s the son of your friend! Are you that fucked up to do that to your friend?”
Beto laughed and said, “Enough, Ian. Just listen. I said I’m going to fuck Carlos and then JD. But after I do, I want JD to fuck him.”
Shocked, I said, “WHAT?”
“I want JD to fuck Carlos.”
I was shocked. And angry.
“What the fuck? You can’t let JD fuck Carlos. That’s wrong, man!”
Beto smiled. “I can . . .and I am. It’s ready to happen. I mean, even JD wants to do it. He’s as hot for Carlos as the rest of us.”
I did a double take and said, “Huh? JD? When did you talk to him?”
“Ian, a lot happened while you and Andres were in here fucking. So let me just tell you now that JD’s in your spare bedroom lying down, Joe is passed out on the couch in the living room, and Carlos is passed out in his bedroom, ready to be fucked. By me. And then JD.”
“I can’t believe it,” I yelled. “We weren’t . . . you know . . . in here that long. They can’t all be passed out. They only had some wine and beer.”
Beto chuckled and said, “While you and Andres were in here doing the . . . ‘you know’ . . . Hector was giving Joe and Carlos plenty of tequila shots.”
Beto looked at Hector. “How many did they have?”
“Seven . . . eight . . . I’m not exactly sure,” laughed Hector.
Beto turned back to me and said, “He’s not exactly sure. Oh well. But, let me tell you what I am exactly sure of.”
He raised his finger. “One, they’re out cold. Two, I’m going to fuck Carlos. Three, JD is going to fuck Carlos, followed by Hector and Andres. Four, I’m going to fuck JD and so are Andres and Hector.”
He was breathing heavily and walked over to me.
“Five,and this is where you and I can help each other . . . you aren’t going to do a goddamn thing but stay out of the fucking way!”
Beto put his face close to mine and said, “You are not going to do anything . . . ANYTHING . . . to interfere.”
He pulled his face back and chuckled.
“And if you do that, then that is where I’ll help you. I’ll keep that recording so that no one ever hears it and everything will continue to be happy and right between you and Carlos.”
Beto leaned forward again, an evil look on his face.
“BUT . . . if you do anything . . . ANYTHING . . . to interfere, then Carlos will get that recording. And see that the real ‘shitty friend’ . . . as you called me . . . is YOU.”
I was quiet again and breathing heavily. My head hurt and there was a pain in my gut. What was I going to do?
Beto put his hand on my shoulder, and said, “Look, Ian. I know you are feeling bad. But really, is it worth it to lose your friendship with Carlos? You and he are like brothers. And it’s not like he hasn’t been fucked before. YOU were the one who did it. And he survived that.”
Beto chuckled and said, “So yeah, he’s going to have a little rough fuck night and you’re going to have to think of what to tell him tomorrow. But at least, your friendship . . . your brotherly relationship . . . will survive.”
I listened and sat back down on my bed.
“And there is one silver lining,” Beto said. “At least you can now admit that you want to fuck Carlos again. So, you can look for the opportunity to do so. And if you need help . . . I’ll help you. After JD gets fucked, I’m sure we can figure out a way for you to do him as well.”
Beto laughed and said, “And don’t worry. I’ll let you know how good JD’s ass is! For once, I’m gonna beat you to taking someone’s virginity.”
I looked up at Beto. Then at Andres. Then at Hector.
I shook my head and said, “Please leave. All of you. Just get out and leave me alone.”
Beto shrugged his shoulders and said, “Okay Ian. We’ll go. C’mon guys.”
As they started to leave, Beto slowly turned back to me. “Remember Ian. Nothing. No interference. No trying to stop things. Just . . . let it go. And let things happen.”
He turned back and all three slowly left the room. I locked the door and lay down on my bed.
Carlos. And JD. Fucked by multiple guys.
What had I done to let tonight spiral out of control? What could I do to stop it?
I heard the door to Carlos’s bedroom open down the hall. And then close.
I put my head on my pillow. And cried.
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Andres shut and locked the door, after he, Beto, and Hector walked into Carlos’s bedroom. Lying on the bed was Carlos. Passed out. Snoring lightly. Stripped naked. Lying on his back.
And ready for fucking.
“Jesus, look at him,” Hector said.
Full, red kissable lips. Huge muscles on his shoulders, arms, chest, abs, and legs. Thick, unaroused cock. And hidden from view, a broad, full back. That flowed into a big, muscular ass that tempted every gay man that saw it.
Hector sighed.
“He is the hottest guy around. If he wasn’t straight, I’d of fucked him years ago.”
Andres nodded his head in agreement.
“No shit. He’s handsome . . . built . . . sexy as fuck . . . and has an ass that you’ve never seen on any other guy.”
Beto sat down on the chair in the room, looking at the straight muscle stud. His friend. His fantasy for years. Ever since Beto acknowledged his attraction to men a decade ago, he’d had sex with lots of men. But the man he had wanted the most, Carlos, was unobtainable. But now, the time had come. No more Rosa to keep him pinned up. No more Ian to threaten to tell him what was going on. No more having to steer him away from others who wanted him.
Carlos was on the bed. And Beto was finally . . . FINALLY . . . going to fuck him. Long. Hard. And deep.
He turned to Hector and Andres and said, “You guys go wait in the kitchen. When I’m done, I’ll come get you. Hector you’ll be next. And then when you’re done, Andres you get him. It’s only 12:30, so you have plenty of time to fuck. Just don’t do anything to mark or hurt him. We want this to be a repeat engagement.”
Hector nodded, but Andres said, “How come Hector’s next? I’m the one that got Ian off our back. I ought to go next.”
Hector started to say something, but Beto cut him off. “Andres, quit being a bitch. Yes, you did what you said. But since you like young guys so much, I thought you’d like to fuck JD after I do. Hector would fuck him after you. So I’m not playing favorites.”
Andres looked at Carlos and then back at Beto. “Okay, Beto. I’ll fuck Carlos after Hector. But you better make sure we get to fuck JD. He might back out and not be willing.”
Beto chuckled and said, “Trust me, Andres. JD won’t back out. He wants to fuck Carlos too. But he’ll have to give up that great muscle ass before he does that. And it’s not been touched by anyone yet. So it will be tight . . . tight . . . tight.”
Andres started to speak again, when Beto interrupted.
“I think he wants to fuck Carlos bad enough that he won’t back out.” Beto reached into his pocket and brought out a little bottle. “But if he did try it, then I’ve got some midazolam here. After that, he’ll be more than happy to let our cocks in that sexy tight ass then.”
Andres looked over at Hector and they walked to the door, opening it and then closing it behind them. Beto went over and locked the door again.
He looked at Carlos, his heart beating faster and his breathing increasing. Beto took off his shirt, pulled off his shoes and sock, and got out of his pants. His briefs were still on, and still wet, from his time in the pool with JD. He sat beside Carlos and put his hand on his cheek. Carlos kept sleeping, unaware what his “good friend” had in store for him.
Stroking Carlos’s cheek, his hand slowly went down to his shoulders, feeling the muscular traps and delts that Carlos had spent so long building. His hand continued down to Carlos’s chest, where his pecs rose up like majestic mountains of muscle, with a deep valley between them. His nipples were dark brown and the tips were hidden, waiting to be aroused and stand proud. Beto erotically ran his fingers around his pecs, down the valley, and up to the other pec. After a few minutes of erotic touching, the tips of Carlos’s nipples were sticking out, firm and fat.
Beto continued running his hands down to Carlos’s abs, running his fingers around each muscle, teasing and squeezing the muscle. He then ran his hands back up and stroked Carlos’s pecs, abs, and sides, not being able to get enough of his fantasy stud.
As he glanced at Carlos’s fat nipples, he slowly bent down and sucked the left one into his mouth. Not a word or sound came from Carlos and Beto knew he was passed out deeply. Beto sucked the nipple and swirled his tongue around it, sucking more and more of Carlos’s pec into his mouth. The skin was smooth and Beto’s tongue skated along the pec like glass. Leaning over more, Beto held Carlos’s arms, feeling the massive biceps and triceps that Carlos had developed over long years of work and gym. As he held onto the arms, his tongue and lips began to run all over Carlos’s pecs, abs, and side, sucking, nipping at the skin, kissing and inhaling as much as he could of Carlos’s scent.
After ten minutes of devouring Carlos’s chest, Beto sat up and saw that Carlos’s cock had filled rapidly from the erotic journey Beto’s tongue had taken over his chest.
Carlos’s cock was amazing, nestled in a patch of trimmed black pubes and at least seven inches. Thick, uncut, with a pink head peeking out of his foreskin. The head was wet and glistened in the light. Beneath it were lightly furred balls, which were big and had a lot of cum in them. Whenever Beto and Carlos had fucked women together, he noticed that Carlos always came a lot when he was fucking. Even Carlos admitted it was quite a bit. No doubt, with all the fucking he was going to take, those jewels were going to be drained tonight. And Beto would be the first to start the draining.
Rolling Carlos’s fat nipple between his fingers to keep his cock hard, Beto leaned over and put the juicy pink head in his mouth. He ran his tongue over and around the top, lapping up every little drop of Carlos’s juice. As he licked the head more, he could taste more juice seeping out, which he sucked up and swallowed quickly. Beto’s hand gripped the thick meat and he squeezed and stroked it, causing even more juice to come out. He sipped it up and kept licking the head.
After several minutes of this, Beto let go of the hard shaft and swallowed as much of Carlos’s cock that he could. Blowing JD earlier had been exciting. But knowing that he was finally sucking the cock that he had long desired, the sucking and licking took on a new urgency. Carlos, the most masculine of straight men, was finally getting his cock devoured by a man who had lusted after him for years.
Beto felt like he was losing his mind as he sucked more and more of Carlos’s cock, stroking it rapidly, then sucking it slowly, like a favorite lollipop. He finally got a good rhythm going, sucking the fat, juicy head and half of Carlos’s pole. Carlos slept on, even though his body was active, and his nuts produced more and more sticky juice that flowed heavily out of beautiful pink glans.
Reaching down and feeling Carlos’s fuzzy balls, he caressed and tickled them, trying to get them to release their thick, creamy seed into his mouth. Beto sucked on and on, caressing and gently rubbing, demanding that Carlos give him his cum.
After twenty minutes of sucking, Beto noticed Carlos’s quickening inhale of breath and a very light moan come from his lips. As he caressed his jewels, he felt them pull up, and realized that Carlos’s orgasm was imminent.
He stroked and sucked faster, tightening his lips around the thick shaft. As Beto felt the juice go up Carlos’s cock, he kept pumping and sucking, loosening his lip vacuum just a bit, so his tongue could taste the seed. He felt Carlos’s body stiffen and knew it was coming . . . coming . . . coming . . .
A huge shot of cum blasted into Beto’s mouth, coating his tongue, throat, and even leaking slightly through his lips. Another shot blasted out . . . and another, all of it thick white cream that flowed everywhere. Carlos’s cock was hard as steel and it kept shooting out more and more cum. Beto finally had to open his mouth and let it leak out, or he would have choked. He was impressed that Carlos’s babies were still shooting large loads of cum. Beto happily swallowed almost all of it.
Finally, Beto pulled off Carlos’s cock and it was slowly deflating. There was a large pool of cum on his pubes and surrounding crotch area. Beto leaned down and licked it up.
After finishing eating Carlos’s spent cum, Beto sat back and looked at him again. Even with an aggressive blow job, cock stroking, and a violent orgasm, Carlos slept on. Beto could no longer hear the light snoring, so it was possible that Carlos was not as deeply asleep as before. Beto licked his lips, the thrill of having sucked Carlos and gotten him off making him deliriously happy. He wanted to fondle Carlos’s body and suck his big cock again. But he knew that there was one final thing he had to do. The dream he’d concentrated on for years.
Fucking Carlos.
Beto leaned down and looked at Carlos’s sleeping face.
“Vato, I’m sorry. But I gotta do this. I’ve wanted you for so long. I’ve wanted your ass for so long. Soooo long. I’ve said many times that your ass was made for fucking.” Beto grinned and said, “And it is! Built it by work. Trained in the gym. It’s just the best ass I’ve ever seen, on a man or woman. The BEST! And I have to feel my cock inside of it and enjoy having the best.”
Beto caressed Carlos’s face again and said, “So forgive me, my friend.”
Beto pulled Carlos’s body over but it was hard because Carlos was so heavy. He grabbed Carlos’s arm and started to turn him over. Little by little, Carlos turned over from his back to his front. As he fell all the way over, face down on the bed, his crotch landed on the pillow Beto had put there. It raised Carlos’s ass up so that it made for easier fucking.
Carlos’s glutes were full and hard from years of physical labor and gym. They rose like lofty hills, with a gradual rise as they went up, a slight curve and a gradual slope as they descended into his hamstrings. Beto squeezed one and it was a hard, solid mound of muscle.
He lubed and oiled up Carlos’s ass, feeling for his asshole. He found it, pinkish brown, and winking and pulsing as he touched it.
Beto poured plenty of lube on his own cock, pulled Carlos’s asscheeks apart, and pushed his cock down on the hole. Beto pressed down, feeling Carlos’s hole resisting. Suddenly, the hole expanded and his cock started to penetrate. He pushed down harder, feeling more and more of his cock enter Carlos’s ass.
Beto was in ecstasy as he felt the warmth and wetness of Carlos’s ass. And tight! God, so fucking tight! He pressed forward and groaned as the rest of his cock slipped inside. Beto saw his pubes resting against Carlos’s solid ass.
He’d done it! HE’D DONE IT!! Beto felt lightheaded, knowing his cock was FINALLY inside Carlos’s ass!
He lay there a minute, getting used to being in such a fucking tight ass. It felt like his cock was surrounded by a sleeve of molten ooze. It was hot, wet, and tight.
Carlos was motionless, unaware of what was happening to him. Slowly, Beto pulled back, being careful not to pull out. As he reached the ass ring, he pushed back in. Out . . . and then back in. Out . . . and in. Out and in.
After a minute or two of fucking, Carlos’s gripping ass loosened a bit and it was easier for Beto to move his cock. He closed his eyes and started fucking, the ass holding his cock snugly. Little by little, he fucked faster and his cock started slicing through the wet warmth that Carlos’s ass provided.
Beto fucked faster and deeper, starting to slam into Carlos’s ass cheeks. He’d slam into them and bounce off. Slam and bounce. Slam and bounce.
Even though he’d told others that they’d bounce off when fucking Carlos’s ass, he never realized it was true. Beto started slamming harder as he fucked. And no matter how hard he slammed Carlos’s ass, he’d just bounce off.
Beto fucked Carlos hard for thirty minutes. He was tiring, although his adrenaline was still high from actually being in his fantasy’s hot ass. Finally, he pulled out and turned Carlos on his back. He wanted to watch Carlos’s handsome face as his friend fucked him over and over.
Beto pulled up Carlos’s legs and pushed them back to his chest, spreading them slightly, and opening up his ass. His cock was still brick hard and shoved it back into Carlos’s hole.
Beto was fucking faster now and getting in deeper. He felt his cock rub over something. He kept rubbing it as he fucked and was amused to see Carlos’s cock start to grow again. He’d hit Carlos’s prostate and wondered if the pleasure Carlos felt from that would wake him up. But he was too far gone to worry about that and started angling his fuck to rub his prostate again and again. Soon, Carlos’s dick was hard and pulsing once more.
Beto laughed and said to the passed out muscle hunk, “Looks like you’re enjoying this Carlos. God, I should have fucked you years ago. I was right. Your ass WAS made for fucking! And I’m not the last guy that’s going to do it!”
Beto fucked on, feeling the cum rising in his balls, and knowing he wouldn’t last much longer. He started slamming Carlos harder as he fucked, spreading his legs, trying to get in as deep as he could.
After several minutes, Beto knew he couldn’t hold off. He fucked like a man possessed, slamming into Carlos’s ass. Over. And over. And over. He could feel the cum rising and he started groaning, ready for the explosion.
Suddenly, two . . . five . . . seven bursts of cum flew out of Beto’s cock into the deep recesses of Carlos’s ass. Beto slowed down as his orgasm subsided and he felt his cum still leaking inside of Carlos’s ass. Slowly . . . carefully . . . he pulled out and rolled off the bed, falling on the floor in an exhausted heap.
After resting for ten minutes, Beto got up and looked at Carlos. Other than a messed up bed, wet patches where he’d shot his earlier cum, his ass farting and some cum leaking out, Carlos looked the same. Passed out . . . and looking more fuckable than ever.
Beto gathered up his clothes and went into Carlos’s bathroom, cleaning up, and putting his clothes back on. Several minutes later, he walked out and looked at Carlos again. He hadn’t moved and Beto heard the light snoring again.
Amazing, Beto thought. Carlos can pass out, get fucked, and still sleep it off.
“Thanks baby. You made my dreams come true tonight. You’ve got a helluva ass and a helluva body. We’ll get together again soon. I think I can enjoy tearing up your muscle cunt more often.”
Chuckling, Beto unlocked the door and went to find Hector and Andres.
