A Group Meeting and an Important Moment
His cock dug into him with short, quick jabs, faster than Matt could have imagined someone could fuck, faster than he felt it was comfortable to fuck. But Marco was unstoppable.
They were on his sofa, Matt pushed up against the back with Marco behind him. His legs were spread and each time Marco thrust, he thought of Rory or Tom and wished for their sensual moves, or Liam's long easy cock going deep, but not at this crazy speed.
Marco had texted him a week after his evening with Tom and Liam where they had put on a show for Rory. Matt had suggested he come for dinner, knowing that Marco was also interested in what might come after, so it was more convenient at home.
Once they had eaten their pasta, settled on the sofa with some brandy, Marco had quickly opened Matt's pants and hauled out his dick, feasting on it as he had on the dinner they just had. Matt had tried to slow him down, but he was unstoppable. But Matt was also into it. Marco's energy was infectious, and they had torn each other's clothes off, necking frantically, sucking on each other's tongues until Marco, once the lube had been found, asked if he could fuck him.
“Absolutely!” Matt had grinned at him. Then he said, “I thought you liked getting sucked more...”
With a laugh, Marco had pushed him up against the sofa back and slid his cock deep, saying, “Yeah, but I also like this. And you have a delectable ass, Matt. I hope you know that. It's all...plump and meaty. Fuck!”
Marco was a sensualist, there was no disputing it. He liked everything and he liked to tell you about it.
So as Marco fucked him, Matt closed his eyes and took a page from this guy's playbook. He let the feeling of his speedy dick inside him be the only thing he was aware of. He enjoyed the warmth of his chest against his back, the feel of his strong, lithe thighs against his. The smell of their bodies, the feel of Marco's arms that were wrapped around his torso. It was really intense.
With a few massive thrust, Marco came, biting his shoulder. He slid out and fell backward on the sofa, gasping. “Holy shit, Matt. That was awesome!”
Matt lay down beside him, kissing him softly. His own dick was still pulsing with need, but he ignored it. But after a few minute of rest, Marco got up and shifted Matt so he was on his back and proceeded to sit on his prick, his ass enveloping it. Right away he got his thigh muscles going and reversed the polarity of his fucking so that while it was Matt's dick in him, it still felt like he was being fucked. Matt came quickly and felt cum oozing out of Marco onto his balls as Marco pumped another load out of himself all over Matt's face. He couldn't believe how much cum this guy produced. All over his forehead and cheeks and in his mouth. He wiped it off and licked his fingers, marvelling.
They had another drink and lay on the sofa and talked. Matt dozed for a while, but then woke up with Marco's mouth on his cock and he proceeded to pump another load out of him that he swallowed, growling and moaning. Without a word, he got up and fed him his cock, and Matt took another load in his mouth almost as big as the last one.
They had a shower and after a few minutes of soap and kissing, Marco fucked him again, filling his ass with another load. In bed, Marco wanted to be fucked, so Matt got in there and managed to come, after some work, and then they slept for a while. Some time after three, he woke up with Marco's dick in his throat, thrusting and realized that Marco was taking his from the other side and they had an epic sixty-nine in the middle of the night and traded their cum between them in a surprisingly sweet, long kiss.
After dozing for a while, Marco wanted to fuck him again, and Matt finally said, “Holy shit, Marco! How many times can you come in one day?”
He looked sheepish. “I've never found out. People I'm with always get too tired. Six? Seven? My record is eight, but I was younger.”
“Fuck! I'm exhausted. I can't do any more.”
“Yeah, I get it Matt. Sorry. You mind if I watch some porn? I really have to jizz at least once more.”
Matt sat up and passed him his phone and watched Marco jerk off to an epic gangbang where some young thing takes a dozen cocks and a lake of cum. It reminded him of his initiation and he wondered if Marco was thinking of his own, whenever that had been.
After this, Marco did indeed seem satisfied and pulled Matt to him in a nice spoon and no one's cocks were hard and they slept into the morning. Marco did, before leaving his apartment, feed him a load and kissed him warmly and left. Matt decided to go back to bed and give his dick a rest.
At their Monday check-in, Matt, who was choosing funds to invest in according to the principles in the manual, finally said, “Say guys. I was thinking that as a group we should get to know the other groups a bit better. I mean...I know you guys have had more contact with them than I have, but I wonder if you've really sat down and had a conversation?
Liam looked thoughtful. “I think you're right, Matt. That seems like a good plan. What do you say, Nicholas?”
After a moment of reflection, Nicholas smiled. “I'm all for it. Marco?”
Marco immediately said, “I'm in.”
So they talked for a while about which group to start with and settled on the one they knew the least. It was a group of members of the Society that had been around the longest. Matt referred to the membership list they all had been given. “Let's see...Chase, Robert, Riuke, and Stan. Do you guys know them at all?”
Nicholas said, “I know Chase a little, but the other three I just know to say hi to. Two of them were on my initiation, so there's that...”
Liam nodded. “Yeah. Robert and Riuke were on mine, but we haven't really had much contact sine then. What about you Marco?”
“Well, I sucked all four of them on mine, so I guess I sort of know them, but I think they keep to themselves.”
So Matt sent an email to them suggesting they get together. By Friday they'd heard from all four of them, and they agreed to meet. It was decided to meet at Liam's place because he had a house with a back yard and plenty of room to entertain.
Matt arrived a little early to help get ready. They had some catered food and wine and because the weather was so nice, Liam put a long table on his deck so they could all eat together.
By one, everybody had arrived and stood around chatting in the sun, with glasses of wine. Matt studied the other three as he talked with Robert, who was about his height with brown curly hair and a fit but not bulky body. He was wearing a tight-ish pair of chinos and a white shirt that accentuated his green eyes. He was a little older than Matt, but not by much, maybe late thirties.
The other three seemed like chill guys. Riuke was slim and clearly came from mixed-race parents with black straight hair but insanely intense blue eyes that were startling to look at. Chase was a tall blonde dude built like a streetcar, with bulging arms muscles and his pants were full of muscle and, Matt couldn't help noticing, cock. He had an impressive bulge. Stan was a slim guy about their age with a boyish face, brown buzzed hair and deep brown eyes. Matt liked him immediately given his thing for slim guys.
They sat down for lunch and the conversation flowed as did the wine. They must have emptied six bottles by the time they had finished eating. Liam directed everyone to the big lounge chairs on the other side of the deck and they all collapsed in them.
After a pause, Robert said, “You know guys, we're really happy you reached out to us. One thing we've found with the Society is there isn't a lot of socializing. I mean...this kind of socializing, anyway. Like, we've all had to suck dick and been fucked, but this? This doesn't happen so often. Thanks.”
The other three in his group nodded and they raised their glasses for a toast which felt really nice. Matt could tell his group was pleased with the response. There was another pause that felt a bit more loaded and Matt could tell what everyone was thinking.
Having to pee, Matt got up and went inside. He stood at the toilet wondering how the afternoon would go. Then he heard footsteps outside the bathroom door and wondered who it was. When he opened the door, it was Stan who was standing there grinning at him. He came up close to Matt and put his hand on his ass, giving it a little massage. “I just wanted to thank you for getting this going. I think we should all be getting to know each other better.”
With that, Stan leaned in and kissed really sweetly. His brown eyes were glinting and Matt was immediately excited. He put his arms around Stan and pulled him close, enjoying the feel of his ass, and the clearly generous bulge in his pants. But Stan said, “We've all come inside...for obvious reasons. Liam says we can go up to his bedroom...if you want...”
Matt wondered where everyone else was, but he could hear noises from upstairs and as they went to the staircase, he saw in the living room Robert and Liam with their shirts off, getting acquainted, their tongues in each others mouths and Liam's hand in Robert's pants. He wanted to join in, but Stan pulled him up, saying, “Later.”
In Liam's bedroom, Stan got to work on Matt's pants and he pulled his own shirt off, getting naked really fast and Stan was right with him. They threw themselves on the bed and Matt took both their cocks in his hands, stroking them as they kissed, then he licked his way down Stan's neck, tasting his nipples, giving them some little bites. He got to his cock which was surprisingly long for such a modest-sized guy and he had to work to take it, but take it he did. Stan massaged his scalp and said, “You have a reputation, Matt, as a champion cocksucker and I can see why.”
Matt looked up and grinned. “I do like it. A lot.”
He bottomed out on Stan's dick, stroking it with one hand as the other started investigate Stan's ass, worming a finger into him in a way that made Stan gasp. He looked up and said, “Can I fuck you?”
“You don't have to ask.” There was a convenient bottle of lube on the bed – Liam thought of everything – and Stan opened it and when Matt moved up Stan lubed up his prick, giving it a few deep strokes that made Matt almost come it was so intense.
“Careful! Not so fast.” He smiled at Stan and said, “How do you want it?”
“Doggy-style, please.”
He sat up and presented Matt with his toned butt, firm and smooth. He sat up and pushed his lubed cock in. Stan was tight and warm and enveloped him. He gripped Stan's hips and started to push, fucking slow and sensual. Just then, Chase and Marco came in holding hands. They were both hard and right away, joined them. Marco moved up to Stan's face and slid his prick in, almost immediately started to pummel his mouth. Matt remembered Marco's hyperactive energy.
Chase was a big guy and he had a Jack-level sized cock surrounded by a forest of light brown hair. He got on the bed and kissed Matt hungrily while he fucked Stan. He looked down at his cock sliding into Stan's hole and said, “I know how it feels to fuck Stan. I'm a little jealous.”
Matt laughed and said, “Go right ahead.” He almost pulled out.
Chase slapped his ass and said, “Nah. I'd rather fuck you.”
Matt stopped his hips while Chase prepared himself. Matt took a deep breath knowing he would need to loosen himself up for this monster and sure enough, when Chase began to push, he closed his eyes and tried to find some zen, letting his ass-muscles relax and stretch as Chase – who was even bigger than Jack, he decided – finally slid the length in. He felt Chase's warm chest against his back then his big arms encircle his torso, then his lips on his neck. Matt started to fuck Stan again who was still working on Marco's prick.
It felt more complicated with so much of his attention on his own ass, but he managed it, fucking forward and then fucking into Chase. Matt was sailing away on a lot of sensations when Stan said, “You know, you two can fuck me at the same time if you want.”
Matt stopped, surprised. “You can take him and me at the same time?”
“Oh yeah, we've been practising. Haven't we Chase.”
Chase laughed and kissed Matt's shoulder but didn't say anything. Matt looked at Stan a moment. “Are you two...”
This time Chase said, “Sort of. We're really close, let's but it that way.”
So Matt pulled out of Stan and Chase instructed him to get underneath Stan, who had turned over and was basically lying on top of him, and Matt managed to slide into him from below. Chase moved forward and Matt felt his big monster slid in from above. Stan was breathing heavily and obviously knew what he was doing since he managed to take both cocks without too much effort.
Mario was watching with fascination, stroking his dick slowly. Stan turned and looked at him. “Bring that over here, Mario. I need something in my mouth.”
Matt finally said from underneath Stan, “Do we both go? Just one of us?”
With a happy grin, Chase said, “Let's both move. We can alternate like a piston. Stan loves it.”
So they did and Matt's was blown away by the feel of Chase's massive piece of muscle massaging his smaller cock all inside Stan's asshole. It was wild and felt amazing, stimulating his dick in ways he had never experienced. It was a little awkward, but wild.
Chase sped up and Matt tried to keep up, but eventually Chase had the advantage and took off until, with a tortured gasp, he felt Chase's cum spurting all over his cock and into Stan's hole. This set him off and he started to shoot Olympic levels of cum into Stan's ass, feeling Stan's hole getting slippery and liquid. He was almost blacking out it was so intense.
With that he saw Marco pull his dick out of Stan's mouth and jack a huge Marco-level load onto Stan's tongue and just as fast, lean down and suck Stan to a really amazing orgasm, cum leaking out of his mouth and running all over Stan's balls.
Stan finally said, “I gotta move. My back...”
He untangled himself from the two cocks and flopped onto the bed, breathing heavily. His dick was all covered in cum and Chase leaned down and licked it all up. Matt just lay there, stunned and Mario lay down beside him giving him a soft kiss.
Just then, Liam and Robert came in and Liam said, “Who wants my cum?”
To everyone's surprise, Chase turned with a big smile and said, “Fuck yeah. I do.”
So Liam pushed Chase down, this big muscular guy with a log-sized cock, and pushed himself deep into his hole. They kissed for a while, but then Liam sat up so he could get more traction and fucked him hard. He and Robert had clearly already had a whole thing downstairs and Matt suspected that Liam had a cum-filled ass. He wanted to check, so he got behind him and held him for a second while he stuck his face in Liam's ass and sure enough, had a cum-covered tongue right away. He sat back and slapped Liam's ass saying, “As you were.”
Liam took no time to explode and he cried out as he fucked Chase, then joining the others on his back, gasping for breath. Chase turned and kissed him really slowly, sensually, and Matt almost got jealous so he joined them. Then they all kissed each other as if to seal the deal. Because that's how it felt to Matt. Like they had come to an agreement. An understanding. They curled up with each other and some dozed, a couple were talking, and they lay there all afternoon, enjoying their bodies, their affection, their post-cum bliss. It all felt really good. Matt thought, Fuck Jack and his angry sex. Just fuck him. Look at us being so sweet with each other. Is that so hard?
After they had all dozed for a while, and Stan let Marco fuck him just because Marco was being Marco, they left so that it was only Liam and Matt. Liam said, “You want stay? I'd love it if you would.”
Matt leaned over and kissed him for a while, really tasting his friend's mouth, and his athletic tongue. “Yeah. I would. Thanks.”
At their Monday morning meeting, Matt was glad as always to see everyone and they debriefed a little about their evening with the other team. As much fun as they had had, Matt also told them that it seemed to say something. That they could have an easy, affectionate experience not having to pretend that they were all about sex – even if that was still really important – but that they could also like each other, appreciate each other. Liam said, “I agree, Matt, there's something there.”
Matt looked at him and wanted to run his hands through his red hair again, remembering the evening he spent at his house after everyone had gone. They had gone to bed, mostly talking, but also kissing and, after they had slept for a while, Matt woke up to Liam sucking his cock really slowly, savouring every centimetre of it, bathing his balls with his lips, even exploring his hole with is tongue. Matt had moaned and Liam had moved up and they got down to some real passion, Liam finally pushing into him and fucking him slowly and sensuously for what had felt like hours until both of they came, Matt all over his chest, Liam deep in his ass.
But now Matt was excited for a different reason, since he felt there was a possibility here for a way the Society could work – should work – that was a little different than it did at the moment. He would have to think about that.
His own work was just work and he realized, as he sat in his office at the bank, that it really wasn't that interesting and he certainly didn't have friends in the way he had them now. His team especially felt like family. And Tom, and Rory...he couldn't imagine the bank allowing for that kind of intimacy.
On Thursday afternoon after work, Matt got to his building, checked his mailbox and got in the elevator. When the elevator door opened, and he turned to walk down the hall, he realized someone was standing outside his apartment door. It was Rory. Holy fuck. He almost ran over to him and threw his arms around him.
“How the hell...? I'm so happy to see you!”
“I decided to surprise you.”
Matt pulled him close and they kissed and he ran his hands over Rory's back, up through his soft, pale hair, even over his face. He couldn't believe it.
“How long are you here?”
Until Sunday, if you'll have me.”
“Of course I will! Get in here.”
He opened the apartment door and pushed him in. Then he immediately said, “Oh, I just remembered...Tom is coming over tonight...do you mind?'
Rory put his bag on the sofa and turned to him, grinning. “That's totally cool. When's he coming?'
“At about six.”
Rory leaned close to him and said, “Then we have a couple of hours...but let's hold off fucking until he gets here, then we can have some fun.”
Restraining himself, Matt went into the kitchen and poured them some wine. When he got out, Rory had stripped to his boxer briefs and it was all Matt could do to keep from ripping them off and fucking him right then. Rory could see how excited he was and when Matt got on the sofa, he playfully got him out of his pants, not touching his cock, and his shirt. Soon they were both essentially naked, and the fabric of their briefs was all distended by dick, even leaving nice wet spots where they had started leaking. Matt couldn't resist leaning over and running his nose over Rory's bulging underwear, smelling his body, a smell he had almost forgotten, tasting the little patch of precum-soaked fabric. He pulled back, knowing he had to stop before he couldn't.
Rory's chuckled and pulled his face to his. “We can kiss...”
So they did, and Matt was quickly reminded how much he had missed Rory's kissing, his sensuous lips, his athletic tongue. He loved the feel of Rory's strong arms pulling him closer, his body hot and getting a bit sweaty. It was making him crazy. He pulled back, aware that his own cock was actually sticking out of his underwear. Rory's leaned down and kissed it, but slid it back under the fabric. He looked sad, but said, “Let's wait.”
They drank their wine and lay on the sofa, arms wrapped around each other. Matt told him about the encounter with the other group, told him about how well his group was doing with their investments, about the wild experience on the boardroom table when they were the top investors.
He talked about the time he had spent with Tom and as he did so, looking into the blue ocean of Rory's eyes, he had the thought that as much as he had enjoyed being with Tom, would still enjoy being with Tom, right now all he wanted was Rory. He almost wished that Tom wasn't coming over, but knew that wasn't quite it either. He kissed Rory's neck, then said, “Rory...I want to tell you...you're really
important to me.” He stopped, feeling stupid. Rory was looking at him with a half smile. “I mean, Tom is really important to me...and I guess to you...but I think you are my guy. I'm totally falling for you.”
Rory leaned close and kissed him a bunch, then said, “Yeah, I feel the same way. But we think the world of Tom, right? That won't change.”
Matt felt a wave of relief. “No, that won't change.”
They kissed for a while, and Matt slid his hand into Rory's briefs, just holding his cock as if it was a lifeline.
At that point there was a knock at the door. Matt said, “You answer.”
Rory got up and looked at Matt for a second, then slid his underwear off. Matt almost jizzed he was so excited to see Rory's big pale cock, all wet and shiny from the river of juice that was flowing from the tip. He went over to the door and opened it. Matt heard Tom gasp and saw him throw his arms around Rory, pulling him close, kissing his crazily.
Finally he said, “Holy fuck, Rory. I'm so glad to see you!”
“Come in, come in, get your fucking clothes off.”
Tom came in and grinned at Matt, and peeled off his shirt, stepped out of his jeans and came over to the sofa and got on top of Matt, grinding his underwear-covered cock on his, kissing him all over his face and neck. Matt saw Rory lean down and pull Tom's briefs off and then kneel down and fun his tongue up the crack of his taut, muscular ass. Tom pushed himself up so his asshole was more accessible and Rory feasted on it, driving his tongue deep.
Matt sat up and fed his cock to Tom, first smearing all the juice that was oozing from the tip on his lips. He felt like he was going to cum in two seconds, but he didn't care. Tom sucked the head of his cock, then leaned up and kissed him, then went back down, then turned and said to Rory, “Come here.”
Rory moved up and their lips met, hungrily mashing their mouths together, then Matt joined them, leaning forward so all three mouths were wrestling. Rory pulled back and got up, his dick sliding into
Tom's mouth, and Matt sucked on his balls, enjoying the nice sweaty taste. He bathed them both with his mouth, then joined Tom, sucking his way up the shaft of Rory's prick, sharing the head with Tom, their lips enclosing the soft round helmet, their lips in contact, their tongues entwining around it.
Rory was groaning and managed to say, “You two are champion cocksuckers.”
He pushed his dick fully into Matt's mouth, then pulled out and did the same to Tom. He alternated, back and forth. Matt felt Tom's hand on his ass, then fingers begin to explore his hole, finally Tom had pushed into him. He turned to Tom and took hold of his cock, stroking it. He wanted to be fucked.
“Tom...I...”
“Yeah, me too, but only if Rory is fucking me at the same time.”
Matt said, “Bed. Now.”
The three of them got up and had a long, three-way hug first. Matt felt so at ease, so comfortable, so free with these guys. Then he took one of each of their hands and pulled them into his bedroom. He threw a bottle of lube at Tom and lay down, spreading his legs. Tom leaned down and kissed him and at the same time, began to push his rigid prick into his ass which enveloped it. Tom moaned and then louder, as Rory did the same thing to him. Matt felt like they were all connected, one body, three cocks. As if to complete the circle, Rory reached around and took Matt's cock in his hand, then joined by Tom and they both started to stroke his dick while Tom began to jam his cock deeper into Matt, then pull out and press Rory deeper into his. Matt watched him shut his eyes and concentrate.
They fucked like this for a while, but then switched so Tom was on the bottom and Matt was in the middle, then after a while, Rory was in the middle. With this last combination, Rory, fucking fast and clearly overcome, cried out as if he had won the lottery and Matt could feel his body tremble, imagining a river of cum going into Tom, and that set him off, and, fucking fast, emptied his balls into Rory. Tom, not to be outdone, pushed Rory out of him and got up on his knees, jacking furiously, and gasped, “Take my cum, you two!”
Matt lay down beside Rory, their faces close as Tom jacked a huge load out onto their outstretched tongues, a long stream that Tom aimed like a firehose, back and forth into their mouths, finally jamming his still-streaming cock into Rory's mouth who sucked and swallowed and moaned. He spat Tom out and turned to Matt and then Tom got down with them and they had another long, three person kiss, this time sharing Tom's ball juices between them.
Once they had calmed down, Matt pulled Rory to him, wrapping his arms around his chest even though his arm was squished under Rory's solid body and Tom, facing Rory, moved in close so they were face-to-face, mouth-to-mouth. Matt felt sated, and safe, warm and secure. He extended his arms so he could pull Tom closer, encircling them both in his arms. Knowing that Rory felt as he did made this moment that much better. He couldn't quite believe that he was now in love with a guy.
