Scott’s Secret - 9

Chapter 9

Scott could feel the ache in his groin growing with each passing second. He knew he needed to attend to its urgent plea. Slowly he manoeuvred Randy’s body so it was laying on the bed at an angle. He kissed the back of Randy’s shoulder now, tasting the saltiness of this skin.

Randy felt the gentle but firm pushing of Scott’s hands on his side and he move in towards Mike’s body. He felt the lifting and he shifted to lay more on his side than his back. His own erect penis pushed into the hard flesh of Mike’s upper thigh and he could feel Mike’s own erect weapon poking into his body.

Mike felt the change in Randy’s body and he switched to kissing the opposite nipple as the body moved from it’s back to it’s side. He felt Randy’s rapid breath on his head and was thrilled by the closeness. He pulled away as he felt the body push into his own.

He let Randy move his hand to sit between them but he reached up and taking the soft face pulled it down a bit and he gently brushed his own lips onto the soft thin lips of Randy, kissing him lightly and tenderly.

Randy could feel his whole body shudder with the kiss on his lips and the sudden hard kissing on his back. He could feel Scott’s fingers probing down his backside, rubbing his back, tracing his spine as it stuck out in his thin frame. He was anxious now, knowing what was coming and he could feel a strange ache in his buttocks. Never before had he felt this ache, this sudden urge that was only growing with each passing second.

Scott was slowly moving his hand downwards, he could see the white flesh of Randy’s ass cheeks, and his eyes seemed fascinated by the site of those white orbs of tantalizing boy flesh. He was having trouble keeping his thoughts on his movements, he was so fascinated by the shape and softness of the ass cheeks.

Slowly he felt his hands moving down the back, feeling the roughness of the bones sticking out from Randy’s spine and wondering why the protruded so much, but only for a second, as his hands found the start of the promised land.

Slowly his fingers touched the center of those white glistening cheeks, feeling the heat coming from them and then he felt Randy take a deep breath at the touch. He knew that Randy wanted it, and it made him eager to please the young man who had done so much for him before, and who now had forced the issue with Mike.

Carefully, Scott brought his hand up to his own face and he licked and then sucked on two of his own fingers. He opened his eyes to see Mike’s face over the shoulder of Randy and he smiled. Mike gave him a wide grin and then Scott pulled the finger out and offered them to mike.

Mike eagerly leaned forward, pushing his body harder into Randy and he took both fingers into his mouth, eagerly sucking on them as if they were Scott’s penis. His licked them and coated them with his saliva and shortly Scott took them and placed them into the warm ass cheeks.

Carefully, with his other hand, Scott spread apart the tight young cheeks, opening them to his other hand. He could see the small pink hole glittering in the night, waiting for him and he slowly ran his moistened fingers around its edges, lubricating it with Mike’s saliva, then after two turns he slowly started to push inwards, pushing against the pink hole.

Mike held onto Randy as he watched Scott gently massaging the insides of Randy’s ass. He saw the cheeks shaking as the hand moved along the inside crack, and he knew the second that Scott had inserted his fingers as Randy’s body jumped in his arms. He could feel Randy’s penis dig into his leg and he looked down now, into the liquid pools of shimmering darkness that was Randy’s eyes.

He could feel the need there and his heart reached out and suddenly he knew exactly what he had to do. While Scott was busy gently exploring the insides of Randy’s insides, he kissed the boy, letting him fall further into his arms. His own massive arms now wrapped around the young upper body, feeling the heart pounding against his chest.

Scott could feel a sudden wave of pure joy and pleasure rumble through his body and Randy’s and then he felt something strange, he felt like his heart was beating in three’s. It was unreal and only made the ache in his groin even more pronounced.

Slowly he took his other hand, and while still keeping his two fingers probing inside of Randy he managed to spit on his hand and reach down to his own throbbing penis. He coated the long thick shaft with his saliva and then he started to push it up.

Quickly he pulled his fingers out of Randy, and he felt the sudden arching backwards of the ass cheeks as Randy didn’t want it to end. He smiled to himself as he saw the two heads locked together and it made his heart skip even more. His breathing became rather regular which surprised him a bit, as he knew he was embarking on a whole new experience.

With his one hand he gripped the thick pulsing cock of his, and he could feel its heat. Carefully he brought it up from between the two young legs, rubbing it up against Randy’s full balls. He heard a garbled murmur as he pushed up, sending his solid cock up the center of the young fresh firm ass cheeks.

He could hear Randy gurgling with anticipation, and it made him move even slower, letting the excitement build inside his own body and that of Randy’s. Slowly he pushed up, making sure the head of his penis was firmly between the white fleshy cheeks.

Randy’s body was a mess of twitches and tremors at the slow progress of Scott’s penis up his ass. He could feel each slow unnerving movement and he kept trying to reach back, arching his ass towards the throbbing hot weapon. He could feel the heat and it seemed to penetrate the depths of his soul as it moved further towards his anus. His muscles were starting to tighten and flex in anticipation. His breathing was becoming even more ragged and shallow with each passing second.

The slow even motion finally stopped. Scott had reached Randy’s anus, the pink hole seemed to shudder at the touch of the raw cock head. It seemed to shrink under the heat, and yet the legs twitched, waiting. A loud groan escaped Randy’s mouth as the cock lay against his hole, as if gathering its strength. He could feel the warmth, and now even the moisture of the oozing pre cum from the slightly vibrating penis.

Scott reached across with his hand, firmly gripping Randy just above his own throbbing penis. He could feel the solid firm strength that was behind the hand. Randy was tensed up, waiting and he opened his eyes to find Mike’s staring into his. He watched in amazement as Mike licked his lips, waiting for Scott to push in, as if that was to be a signal of some sort.

Scott moved his legs in closer now, forcing the cock to wedge itself even tighter into the grip of Randy’s hole. He could feel the tight sphincter muscle now, and the strength of it seemed to heighten his will to penetrate the young body beside him. His on leg was as close as possible and his grip now tightened around Randy’s middle and he started to slowly but firmly, push his hips forward.

Randy’s muscles resisted, refusing an easy entry to the throbbing cock that lay against it. Slowly the muscles were forced to relinquish their guardianship of Randy’s insides and the final piercing made Randy cry out in a choked voice.

The sound of Randy’s young voice caused Scott to stop briefly, then his own urgent desire and need took back control and his hips continued their relentless push forward, sending the throbbing cock head past the final sentinel of the body.

With that brief cry, Scott was inside now, and he felt a strange grip surround his thick cock head. It was soft and yet tough, but so damn smooth that it made him cry out with the joy of it. He could feel the soft silky muscles wrap themselves around the penetrating cock head and cover it in their warmth and strength. Slowly now, he pushed even further to force more of his long thick cock into the waiting insides of Randy.

Mike could feel Randy’s body jerk to the pressure of Scott’s penis entering his buttocks. He could sense the pain and the joy of that penetration and he started to kiss the young face besides him. He covered the cheeks and lips with his kisses then quickly moved his face down, shifting his own body so only his head rested on Randy’s sweating body.

Slowly, as if in time with the slow inwards push of Scott, Mike moved his head to briefly lick at the fiery red nipples that were as solid as a block of concrete. He heard Randy moaning to the assault of his lips and of Scott’s penis. It only made Mike more determined to continue, and his own penis was aching like it had never ached before.

Mike moved down, his face never leaving the surface of Randy’s body, keeping it upright so it wouldn’t fall forward and he was slowly swinging his whole body around, bringing his legs up now so they were facing and laying next to Randy’s face. His own face was now gently licking at the soft belly and teasing the puckered belly button. He could feel the stomach muscles contracting with each lick and each gentle nibble.

Randy didn’t know where to turn. The sudden assault along his entire front was driving him crazy. He couldn’t tell which was more enjoyable or giving him the most pleasure. The slow relentless entrance of Scott’s hard penis or the constant licking from Mike’s tongue all along his body. He could feel all of his body struggling to keep control, but he was losing the battle quickly.

Suddenly he could feel a strange heat from near his face and he opened his eyes to see the blinking glare of a white dripping cock. Mike had switched positions so that his penis was now poised right at Randy’s mouth and it was dripping with pre cum in anticipation of entering Randy’s mouth.

Just as he opened his eyes to find the huge throbbing cock, Scott pushed in hard, and he felt the long cock shaft dig into his insides. The pressure forced his hips outwards, and suddenly he found his own cock being surrounded by a warm wetness. His eyes still staring at the huge throbbing red cock head in front, he managed a quick glance downwards, and there he saw the back of Mike’s head covering his groin. Mike had taken his own long thick throbbing cock into his mouth.

Randy let out a loud cry as he felt Mike’s teeth gently grating against his cock’s shaft, and he could feel his butt start to shake and quiver as Scott started to slowly withdraw his penis from inside him. God what a feeling he was experiencing as the two men worked on his crotch. One deep inside his ass, the other taking his cock into his mouth. His balls were swinging not sure what to do, and his body lay there, unsure if it should push back to hold onto the thick pulsing cock or jerk forward to force his own cock into the warm deep throat in front.

Mike could feel the way Randy was being torn and the ache in his groin made him push his hips forward, forcing the tip of his cock head to press against Randy’s lips. He felt the pre cum moisten the young thin lips and after only a second’s hesitation he felt the mouth open once more. It opened just as Scott began to once again press his hips forward, sending his penis back into Randy’s young ass.

This time Scott didn’t push as slow, as the ache in his body was getting to intense. His body was feeling the need to move forward, and his heart was pounding faster with every passing second. His pulse raced forward, and his blood started to rise in temperature as he pushed his thick throbbing cock deeper into the willing asshole.

The silky lining was slowly giving into the constant thrusts of the huge penis. It was gradually being stretched but never far enough to let its presence be unknown. It held still to every inch of the thick weapon, no matter how fast Scott pushed.

Mike could feel each firm thrust of Scott’s hips into Randy’s creamy white cheeks. Each thrust would send the young cock deep into his throat and he would keep his lips pressed firmly against the skin of the cock shaft as it traveled past to explore his throat. Mike didn’t move, he let the force of Scott’s penetrating thrusts to force the penis into his mouth, and then as Scott would pull back, readying to push in again, Randy would arch his buttocks backwards, trying to keep Scott’s penis deep inside his ass. It moved his penis out of Mike’s mouth, briefly, as the tempo was gradually increasing. Now he could feel the crushing weight of two bodies against his mouth and it felt good.

With each push in by Scott’s penis into Randy’s anus, Mike would thrust his own hips forward, sending his penis deep into Randy’s opened mouth. They worked together, without even knowing it so that Randy was being fucked at both ends at the exact same time.

Randy had lost count of how many times his body squirmed or how many tremors had passed through him. He was groaning constantly and the feeling of fullness was always there now. Every muscle in his young body was aching from being stretched so far and so hard. His buttocks ached from the fast  furious slams of Scotts body. His crotch ached from the firm slaps of hitting Mike’s solid jaw. His own jaw ached from the hard beats of Mike’s crotch into it.

His blood was starting to boil, and Randy knew he couldn’t hold on much longer. His whole body was taught and stretched to breaking point. It was no longer a matter of time but of seconds as he felt his balls tighten up beneath him. He felt them sling themselves up and pound against Mike’s bristly chin, feeling them wrap themselves up, readying for their release. Randy’s head was in a fog, he saw the appearance of blue lights barely flickering in front of him, and he could feel his inside muscles, gripping the thrusting penis of Scott even tighter.

Randy’s lips found their way to clamp themselves around Mike’s pulsing penis and then he knew it was time. The blood was too hot, it needed to escape, and so it started to rush forward towards his groin.

Loud cries echoed in the small room, cries from three different throats as the bed rocked to the harsh pounding that was happening on top of it. The box spring groaned, adding its metallic din to the human one’s.  Scott could feel the sweat dripping from his face onto Randy’s chest as he forced his penis to go faster and deeper.

Mike could feel his balls start to tighten up as his hips moved in time with Scott’s. He knew that Scott couldn’t hold on much longer when he felt a strong shake inside his mouth. Randy’s huge throbbing cock jerked hard against the back of his throat and with a muffled cry he started to taste the warm boy cream of Randy.

He couldn’t hold on any longer, no matter how desperately he wanted to. His blood was rushing to his penis, every part of his body was quickly being drained of its life force, as the blood was all concentrated at his groin. His balls were no longer swaying this way and that, they were to tight, next to his cock.

He almost was biting down on the thick pulsing cock inside his mouth as his body shuddered repeatedly. The pain and pressure was almost too much and he could see the lights getting brighter with every passing second. His whole body was one massive tremor as the last drops of his blood found their way to his penis inside Mike’s mouth and then he let it go.

His whole body bucked with the release. His ass shot backwards hard into Scott’s pushing body. It sent Scott’s penis straight and deeper inside him than anytime before. As the throbbing penis dug itself deep into Randy, the silky muscles no longer stretched. Instead they gripped hold of the long throbbing pole, holding it firmly inside, refusing to let it move and as the penis was now stuck, Randy’s own cock started to dance wildly inside Mike’s mouth. It jerked hard all around the small confines of the throat and then the steady stream of hot boy cream came cascading out, filling Mike’s throat and mouth.

He came fast, the jizz was a steady stream, and it was too much for Mike to swallow all of. Gobs of cum was dripping out of the corner’s of his mouth onto his chin and chest. The smell of released boy cream drove Mike crazy. Even before the stream was faltering his own hips started to crash hard and fast into Randy’s mouth. He wanted to join his cum with the load about to enter Randy’s buttocks and to mingle with Randy’s own juice pouring out.

Randy couldn’t believe the force of his ejaculation. It was like a dam had burst and his body shook repeatedly to the vibrations of his explosions. His body muscles seemed to tighten and he could feel the solid pressure deep inside him as his body convulsed with each full shot of cum. Mike’s penis was digging deep into his throat at the same time and his face kept being punished by the sheer urgency of the thrusts.

Scott could feel the tension. His dick was being squeezed all along the entire shaft by the muscles inside of Randy. He felt a strange warmth, a sort of heat that was penetrating past his own body heat. His body was rocking to the pressure and he could feel Randy’s body struggling next to him. His balls started to squeeze upwards, clinging to the underside of his penis, that was wedged deep inside the young body.

Mike could taste the sweetness of Randy, and it made him light headed. His body seemed to gyrate under the intoxicating smells and taste of Randy and his own penis was starting to jerk wildly inside of Randy’s tight mouth.

The battle didn’t last long for Scott, as he started to pull back every fiber in his body screamed out in opposition and his hips thrust back inwards, forcing his tightly held penis even deeper into the warmth of Randy. His balls were slapping the sweat stained buttocks and his arms felt rubbery. He had lost sensation in his extremities as the blood had been drained and was all rushing towards his groin.

Randy’s cries were no longer bouncing off the walls, instead they were quiet whimpers of pleasure as his body jerked and heaved to the final explosion of his man juice. He could feel his balls draining every drop, sending it along his long thick penis, stuffed inside of Mike’s mouth.

Mike was there, his breathing no longer even. His thoughts were incoherent as his balls slapped Randy’s chin and then exploded. His man juice went flooding through his dick, making it quiver and bounce and then to spill out into the waiting throat.

Randy choked briefly on the strong stream of cum that came pouring out of Mike’s dick. He swallowed once, then quickly once more in order to try and keep as much inside as possible. It was totally amazing that there was so much, specially after he had just finished doing Scott. Yet more kept coming out and Randy couldn’t swallow it all fast enough. Small gobs of it came trickling down out of the corner’s of his mouth and down his chin.

Mike’s pelvis felt like it was glued to Randy’s face. His pubic hair was matted with his own cum that had come dripping out of the young mouth. The pubic hair was pushing against the thin lips and Mike could feel the moistness of the lips being supplemented by his own milk.

He was panting as he let Randy’s now drained cock fall out of his mouth. Mike drank deeply of the air, trying to fill his depleted lungs with fresh air. His body was still shaking as his own penis gave one last spasm, and a few more drops of his jizz dribbled out into the eager mouth.

Scott let out a loud yell as his cock hit the top of Randy’s prostrate. He clenched his hand along the flat washboard stomach, digging his fingernails into the warm sweaty flesh and his whole body shook. His hips were grinding against the fleshy buttocks, making a strange slapping sound.

As his fingers dug into the warm flesh, he heard Randy exhale loudly and his buttocks arched backwards with surprising strength, grinding even more Scott’s dick deep inside.  The cock head jerked about, despite the tight hold Scott’s warm inside muscles had on it, and then he couldn’t hold on any longer. He cried out and his body convulsed once, twice, three times and his cock started to fill the warm tight hole with Scott’s cum.

It felt strange,  a sort of warm wetness seemed to engulf Randy as Scott’s penis shook to its wild gyrations. He could feel the thick vein beneath the shaft throbbing then suddenly nothing, then it felt like it had grown to twice its size and now, now he felt a strange warmth, a strange feeling of heat, that just engulfed his whole insides.

He could feel his tight muscles give slightly, as they felt the strange wetness flowing around inside his anus. His legs seemed to quiver, then shoot straight outwards, almost to the point of cramping up. His muscles were taut, coiled and ready to spring, and yet now, they just sort of hung there, ready and waiting. The blue lights were no longer small and indistinct, but large and illumines. He was blinded by brilliant shades of blue and they all seemed to be exploding right in front of him.

Randy couldn’t believe the feeling he had. His mouth was filled with a wonderful salty taste of a man, and his ass felt like it was filled with a warm lake of milk. His jaw slacked off, and he could feel the still large penis gradually pull out. He felt a strange ache and yet he couldn’t really tell where it was coming from.

Scott couldn’t believe it. He was being milked alive inside the warm tight hole that was Randy. The inner muscles pulled and lessen, then pulled again, then lessened, then pulled, and on and on it went and each time he shot a load of his milk deep inside the warm hole. His body ached from the strain yet his muscles refused to relinquish control. They held him tight, forcing him closer and his hand ached from the unreal pressure it was putting on the firm stomach muscles of Randy.

His legs and toes were arched outwards, straining to reach the other side of the wall. His whole chest felt like a huge anvil was pressing on it as he struggled for air to keep his lungs pumping. His heart felt like it was ready to burst out of the rib cage, it was beating so fast and now in time with each muscle contraction of Randy’s inside muscles.

Scott could feel the river of his cum flowing all around his thick throbbing penis now. He felt the warmth of it and the volume of it. He knew he had filled the young ass, and that the remnants of his juice was now dribbling back down and out of the still filled anus.

Just as suddenly as they had tried to strangle his penis, Randy’s inside muscles suddenly gave way all together. They released his now silent cock, allowing it to slowly slide back out. The war was over for now, and the battering ram that was Scott’s dick was no more. Its power spent, its energy gone and it quietly left the tight confines that was Randy’s anus.

As his dick fell out of the warm wet hole, Scott was able to find his breath and his hand relaxed, it fingers white to the knuckles from the strain. He could feel his heart still pounding and he lay his head onto the side of Randy, his eyes glazed from his exertion. His hand, that once felt like an iron vise grip, now lay limp and placid along the stomach, feeling gone from it.

Slowly all three could make sense of their surroundings and mike was startled as he heard the THUMP THUMP of something. At first he thought it was his heart but he knew it was no longer racing ahead, then he thought it might be Randy’s but he could see the more regular heave of Randy’s chest, so he knew it wasn’t his heart making the sound.  Carefully he raised his face to peer over Randy’s crotch to see Scott’s drawn face leaning on Randy’s side and he knew it wasn’t him. Then it dawned, the noise was coming from the apartment above him.

As it dawned on him from where the noise was coming from, he started to laugh. It was amazing but in all his years of living in an apartment, he had never had a neighbor pound on the wall or ceiling because he was too loud in bed. His face was contorted as he started to laugh louder as the pounding continued from above.

Randy looked at him like he was an idiot until the noise penetrated his fogged brain. Then he too started to cackle with laughter as he realized that they had obviously woken up the neighbor upstairs with their love making. His body convulsed with laughter and he could feel himself shaking all over from it.

Scott was on his back, his eyes filled with tears as he laughed at the sound of the upstairs neighbor pounding on the floor. He wondered if he was using a broomstick and the idea only made him laugh more. God what a way to end a night he thought as he turned his face towards the two men of his life.

How could he make a choice?  In fact, why did he even have to make a choice?  He smiled and his hand reached out to touch Randy’s shaking body. He felt the slight jolt as his hand touched and he found his fingers were also touching Mike’s fingers. All three of them were still connected and the laughter was slowly coming under control.

Scott’s Secret - 8

Chapter 8

“I think the questions is, are you ready for the next round?….  what do you think Mike?”

“Oh I think so…  at least he looks ready to me.”

“Aren’t you two the funny ones tonight…..”

“Well quit your damn talking and get that scrawny body of yours up here boy..”

“Aren’t we the macho man all of a sudden…”

“Yeah, well doing it with a dream date has that effect on me Randy….  so come on…. get your bod up here between us and we’ll see what we can do about making you a part of this team…”

Scott had lain there, enjoying the banter flowing around him. His whole body felt drained, and he didn’t know how he could go another round, Mike was so damn sexy though, he didn’t think he’d really have a problem.

He listened with one ear, throwing his two cents in now and then, yet when Mike had made the comment about dream date, his heart seemed to skip a beat. He gazed over to Mike, to see that he was staring right back at him. Damn it, Mike had that smile on his face and for some reason, it seemed to make Scott very excited and hard.  He didn’t think he would ever be able to get another hard-on after just a few minutes earlier, and yet he could feel his cock rising solidly between his legs.

Randy crawled onto the bed, not sure if he should go further, but Mike’s smile and gentle prodding to get up there was too much for him. How could he refuse to be between these two hot men?

“Come on Randy…. slide in between us here…” Scott said, patting the small space that had developed between his and Mike’s bodies.

They didn’t make much room for him, even though he didn’t need much, it still was a tight fit. He crawled up the bed, his legs brushing against two very hot sweaty men. He could feel his pulse quicken as his body scraped upwards, feeling Mike’s rather hairy legs on one side, and the smooth blonde hairs of Scott’s legs on the other side. It really was a unique feeling for him.

Finally he made it up to the head of the bed and twisted himself to be on his back. He had little room for his hands, so he wound up putting one around each of the two men, and in unison they managed to lift their heads to let his arms rest underneath.

“So guys, what’s on your minds?”

“Well Randy.. seeing as how you are the cause of all this, why don’t you just sit back there and maybe Scott and I can come up with something to ….. I don’t know… shall we say …. thank you?”

“Yeah Randy…. I think Mike has a good idea…. you just lay there and see if maybe us older types can come up with something to, uh… shall we say.. entertain you?”

Randy turned his face from one to the other and saw a strange sparkle in both sets of eyes. He also noticed the way they mostly looked at each other, even while talking to him.

His heart felt a twinge at that, and he knew that Scott was indeed more than just attracted to Mike. He had seen Mike’s desire for Scott earlier, but now it just seemed to ooze out of him, from every pore of his body and Scott was drinking it all in.

Randy had seen confusion in Scott’s face earlier has he had sensed Mike’s attraction for him. Now, well now all he could see in Scott’s face was total rapture of Mike. He sighed, thinking of how he would never have that feeling, at least not that it would ever amount to much. Briefly he had thought he and Scott could get past his background, but not now, not with Mike in the picture.

Mike could sense Randy’s unease, least he thought that was it and he glanced down to see the young prostitute that had brought him together with a man who had captivated his heart. He felt a small pang as he saw the clouded eyes and he realized that Randy had a bit of a crush on Scott.  He saw Randy glance up to him, and he smiled, the same smile that had turned Scott’s heart into a molten mass of liquid, trying to reassure Randy. It had the effect he hoped for.

Randy could feel a sense of warmth as that damn smile of Mike’s seemed to just flow through his whole body. He could sense and almost feel the kind nature of Mike, as they looked at each other.

Scott watched as Mike seemed to reassure Randy. He felt good about that, the way Mike seemed to care for Randy, and his feelings. Maybe Randy was right, maybe this really was more than just a physical thing. He was happy, as he felt he owed Randy more than a pat on the head, thank you and then show him the door. There was still something about Randy that made his heart groan a little.

He could see the way Mike was mesmerizing Randy, and it made him feel happy. He reached across to touch Mike’s hand and he could feel Randy’s body jump to his touch. The young skin felt hot and it was almost as if he could feel Randy’s blood flowing along underneath.

Mike turned his head slightly to see Scott’s blue eyes peering into his own. His heart did one of those flip flops and his hand moved off his own leg to reach across Randy’s prone body.

The touch of Randy’s young flesh against his hand sent a small jolt into his body. He could feel a small tremor running through his body and as his finger’s reached those of Scott, he knew that he was about to open a whole new area of his life. He smiled even wider, and both Randy and Scott seemed to hold their breathes.

Scott’s heart skipped a beat as his fingers touched Mike’s. He turned to his side now, forcing his own muscular body tight into the side of Randy. A strange feeling started to course its way through him and he pulled his one leg up and laid it across Randy’s one leg, pulling it slightly apart from the other. His knee rested upwards, aimed more towards Randy’s groin than anywhere else. His hand was playing with Mike’s but on top of Randy’s stomach. Scott could feel the strong young stomach muscles rippling as he played with Mike’s fingertips.

Mike could feel something was happening deep inside his body. The mere touch of Scott’s finger tips made his penis jerk and he rolled over to his side to face both Scott and Randy.

He pushed himself up against the young body, feeling Randy’s ribcage under his own chest. Slowly he rubbed his leg over Randy’s and was amazed at the feel of the soft white skin, and then he pushed his leg up and over so it rested on top of Randy’s own leg. He felt the fine hairs of Scott’s own leg on the other side and now they were touching in two places.

Randy was turning his head from one to the other, watching the way the two men were slowly joining themselves together through his own body. He felt light headed all of a sudden as he could see sparks flying between the two hot men. His breathing became shallow as he felt his legs pinned to the bed by the weight of two different legs.

He could feel the way Scott and Mike were playing with each other’s fingers that he was in for an interesting ride. There was something exciting that he had never felt before. His stomach muscles were doing weird things, as they felt the two very powerful hands resting on them. It was something he couldn’t put his finger on, but damn it felt hot and good.

The two bodies pressed against his side and could feel two very powerful penis’ pressing against his hips and he wondered who was going to be the one to enter his relatively virgin ass. He hadn’t let too many people do that to him, but somehow, he ached there now and he hoped that one of them would do him that way.

He closed his eyes briefly, thinking of what it would feel like to have one of them entering his young tight ass while the other was in front of him doing god knew what. His penis jerked in the air, standing straight up and his heart started to beat faster.

Randy jumped as he felt the moist tenderness of a kiss on either side of his face. Blinking, he saw the tousled blond hair of Scott brushing over one of his eyes as his mouth was pressed against the lower part of his cheek. He could tell that Mike was kissing him on the same part of the cheek, but on the other side.

A small groan escaped his lips as he felt them kissing him, both of them moving down his face to the side of his neck, their hands now gently rubbing his stomach and then briefly touching each other. He couldn’t believe this, the way they were taking their time, making every part of his body come alive to their touch.

His legs twitched and his toes arced outwards under the ministrations of the two men. Mike was now kissing his shoulder and his hand was now delving deeper downwards, playing near his belly button and the small tuft of his pubic hair. Scott was kissing the hollow of his neck and licking him while his hand moved along his lower chest, gently pushing at his pecs.

Every now and then the two hands would slide either down or up so that the fingers would briefly touch the other’s. It was a totally amazing feeling, as the two men kept in touch, as if to signal to the other the next step in movement along Randy’s body.

He was breathing hard now as Mike was kissing his arm then back to his cheek, then he would lick him around his ear lobe, gently flicking his rough tongue for a brief entrance to his ear. A soft echoing roar seemed to be all he could hear as Mike’s hand was stretching down, down toward his aching groin.

Scott could feel the tremors running through Randy and even through his own body as he licked the hollow of Randy’s chest, then slowly started to reach over to the pink shaking nipple.

Scott’s hand had gently pushed and prodded the pecs, making them tender and ready for his mouth. Slowly he advanced his lips and tongue towards them, gently flicking the tongue along the perfectly smooth young skin. He could taste Randy’s body, the saltiness of his flesh as he moved towards the pink erect nipple. His hands playing carefully along the chest, reaching all over, lightly playing over the vibrating body.  His leg pushed down harder as his mouth came closer to the nipple.

Randy groaned loudly as Scott’s tongue jabbed at his nipple. He felt so alive at that second and just as the tip of the tongue touched his nipple, Mike’s fingers touched the base of his fully erect penis. His whole body seemed to tremble and he knew that he was never going to forget this night. His own arms flexed under the two men and he seemed to pull them into his body even more as they worked their magic on him.

He could feel Scott’s hand on his head and felt the fingers playing with his hair. He could feel the other hand now reaching downwards, towards mike’s hand and yet his mouth was gently over his nipple, the tongue licking all around it one second, then flicking at the tip of the hard nipple the next second. Every now and then his teeth would grate against the hard sensitive nipple and he would moan and squirm.

Mike no longer was kissing his arm as he moved his mouth to meet the other nipple. His hand was playing with Randy’s pubic hairs and every now and then his fingers would caress the base of the very hard penis. He could feel Scott’s face as he slid down to lick at the unattended pec. Scott’s breath was becoming hard now as he sensed the close presence of Mike.

Suddenly Randy felt the two hot mouths raise themselves off his aching body and he glanced down to see Scott and Mike locked in a deep passionate kiss just between each of his saliva coated nipples. His body seemed to revel in the sight and he tossed his head back onto the bed, closing his eyes and feeling like round one had just ended. His body seemed to gather itself awaiting the beginning of round two and he didn’t have long to wait.

Scott could feel Mike’s face next to his and he glanced over to stare into Mike’s dark eyes and suddenly he found himself kissing Mike’s lips. Their hands had met at the base of Randy’s cock and the fingers were splayed all around the thick throbbing cock base, entwined with each other and pressing down on Randy’s crotch, the penis in-between.

They kissed hard, almost taking each other’s breath away with the intensity of the kiss. Just as suddenly as they had joined, they broke apart, staring off into each other’s sparkling eyes. Images of flying doves and trees blowing in a wind seemed to pass between them, and a strange calm came over their hearts. The rapid pounding of both organs seemed to quieted down and they just looked at each other.

Scott could feel Mike’s desire for him in the look, and he knew that Mike could see his own desire. They slowly moved apart, and started to return their attention to the wriggling Randy.

Mike moved his head down to kiss the hollow of Randy’s sweating chest. As he did he moved his hand upwards towards Scott.

Randy felt Scott kissing his nipple then moving back, up along the shoulder then the side of his chest. He could feel Scott’s hands on his side and now he could feel Scott’s leg slowly sliding off his. His heart seemed to quicken it’s tempo and the blood was flowing faster inside his body as Scott seemed to adjust his position and that of Randy.

Scott’s Secret - 7

Chapter 7

Randy had the bedspread off and he lay in the center of the bed and as he heard the two approach he made sure he was still hard. His breathing was slightly labored but his hard on was still there. He had been getting nervous, worrying that maybe he had gambled wrong, but a smile started to cross his face as he heard the approaching footsteps.

“Well professor… we are here.”

“Hehe… so I see Mike”

“Yeah, well now what?”

“Well…. I guess maybe the best thing is for you two to get nekkid.. hehe….. so why don’t you undress Scott, then he can get you all ready….”

“Hmm, well I suppose…  that okay with you Scott?”

“Uh… yeah sure I guess…    fuck this is weird ya know.”

“Tell me… okay uh… guess we should kind of get out of our shoes though so this is easier.”

“Well you two quit chatting and get on with it, I got a hard dick waiting here… and judging by the way your jeans are both sticking out…. you have a couple of cocks that are getting awfully tired of being cooped up inside those levis.”

“Impatient kid… shut up already… we get the idea,  …fuck you’d think we were rank amateurs.”

Scott laughed at mike’s nervous outburst and Randy smiled. Randy reached down and grasped his hard penis as Mike’s eyes followed his every movement. Randy just smiled at him, shaking the hard thick member at him and finally Mike turned to face Scott.

“Well….  uh… maybe we are amateurs… hehe”

Scott could see Mike’s nervousness and he took a step closer, and together they stood there, staring at each other. Randy’s naked body and outstretched frame no longer in their vision.

Mike slowly reached across the narrow gap, gently moving towards the top shirt button. As his hand touched Scott’s neck, he felt a shudder roll through his entire body and he saw Scott take a quick grasp of air, and he knew that he too had felt the same jolt.

Carefully he tried to undo the top shirt button and for the life him he kept fumbling with it. He could feel beads of sweat forming on his forehead when he looked up into Scott’s face and saw him smile. He felt Scott raise his own hand to place it on top of his and then Scott reached across to gently run the back of his hand down Mike’s cheek, feeling the growth of evening beard forming.

The touch of his hand on Mike’s face made Scott shiver and he could feel his one leg tremble, as if a nervous twitch had developed. He could see Randy sitting up on the bed, out of the corner of his eye. The white glow of Randy’s body seemed to trigger something in Scott, and he closed his eyes and leaned forward, his face now brushed up against Mike’s and before he knew it, his mouth has found Mike’s, and now they wrapped their arms around each other, their lips crushing hard against each other’s. The space between the two rapidly disappeared and they could both feel each other’s heart beats, pounding away.

Just as suddenly they pulled apart and stared into each other’s eyes. It was like bolts of lightning, passing through the clouds. Mike felt slightly dizzy and Scott could feel his heart pounding so hard that he was sure it would burst.

Mike’s hands no longer shook or fumbled, and he quickly had the shirt open and stared at Scott’s chest. He stood back slightly, marveling at the small tufts of hair curled around the center, reaching down to his belly and disappearing down the front of the Levi’s.

While Mike undid his shirt, Scott kept both of his hands on Mike’s waist, feeling the strange surge of power run through his body. With each button the power seemed to grow and he could feel his heart quickening. A strange warm feeling seemed to be creeping into his body, and Scott swayed briefly, but felt Mike’s strong hands hold onto his waist and he opened his eyes to see Mike’s. They were sparkling with a strange twinkle that only made Scott’s heart beat faster.

Scott reached upwards and now he too undid Mike’s shirt, exposing a more muscular build. There was darker hair curling around the navel, but less as his eyes worked they way up to Mike’s chest, where he saw rather large pink nipples jutting out of Mike’s bosom.

Scott reached up and pushed the shirt back and Mike’s hands dropped to his side to let the shirt fall off his body. He then returned the favor and finally they stood there, both of them bare chested, both chests heaving as if they had just run a grueling 30 mile marathon.

Randy watched the two men slowly lose themselves into the moment. His heart ached but it also was feeling good. He was doing good, bringing these two together and while it was costing him, at least he could take this first moment with him. His hand was wrapped around his own thick hard penis, and he knew that the only attention it would get would be from his own hand, it just didn’t seem to matter. He was slowly rubbing it, feeling the thick vein pulsing as his eyes were glued to the scene unfolding before him.

Scott moved inwards slightly, a bit unsteady on his feet from the constant surge of power that kept traversing up his arms from holding onto Mike. Mike could feel it and seemed to brace himself to hold onto Scott. For some reason, he just felt that he couldn’t let him fall, couldn’t let him break contact.

Mike reached down, his fingers gently running down the front of Scott’s firm chest, down the crevice towards his belly button and then his index finger played and poked around the soft belly button, gently running around the uneven shaped hole, then playfully jabbing it.

Mike could feel Scott’s body shiver with his touch, and every motion of his hand seemed to make Scott quiver in anticipation. Slowly his hand moved down towards the waist, playing with the small tufts of blond hair, gently feeling the thin strands of curled hair, pulling them, then patting them down until finally he reached the waist band of Scott’s jeans.

Slowly his hand moved around the front of the jeans, one finger barely inside the waist band, just between the skin and the top of Scott’s underwear band. Mike ran the hand around and as he did he pulled Scott closer into his own body and once again their mouths met.

Mike kissed Scott’s full lips lightly, just brushing them with his own lips, then he opened his own mouth slightly so the tip of his tongue barely was able to edge out, and once again he brushed his mouth up against Scott’s.

His moist tongue ran along the lips, and then it pushed outwards further, trying to lick the underside of the lips, and spreading them apart ever so slightly. Scott could feel a sudden rush of heat and he opened his mouth to take Mike’s tongue.

The slight change was all that was needed and now Mike’s tongue was pushing hard inside Scott’s eager mouth. It licked the underside of the lips, pushing the skin outwards and ran all along the inside between the warm moist lining and Scott’s teeth.

As mike’s tongue was exploring the inside of Scott’s mouth, Scott’s hands had found the jeans button on Mike’s pants and struggled briefly to pop it open. The sound of the zipper being forced down barely registered in either of their heads as they locked lips and explored each other mouths fully now. A strong urge of intensity seemed to take hold and now while they kissed deeply of each other, their hands roamed freely over open skin, feeling the stronger tufts of hair along the thighs, feeling the heat from the crotch and feeling the hard raw power of the contained cocks.

Both of them could feel the pressure of a hard penis. Their two bodies were now pressed hard against each other, their pants lay down around their knees, and they ground their crotches into each other, pressing hard as if to enter the other’s groin, or to take the other’s hard penis.

The kiss went on and on, and their breathing became very shallow and difficult. Finally they had to break apart, simply to catch their breath. As they parted, the air seemed to rush into the small opening, and both of them shivered from the sudden cool breeze the flowed across their sweaty bodies.

Mike could feel tiny drops of his sweat drip off his forehead onto his nose and pass his eyelids. He had never felt this way before. Sure he had thought he had been in love, and had a few long relationships, but nothing compared to the way he felt right now. His whole body seemed to be aching with a desire to hold and caress the man standing before him.

Scott was no rookie to man sex, mostly though it had involved young working boys, like Randy, but still, the raw passion that seemed to be awaiting him was a new feeling. His mind was confused. Somewhere in the dark recess of his mind he knew that there was more than just Mike in the room, but all he could see or desire was this dark hair stranger, standing inches from him, jeans dangling at his knees, and a solid hot penis poking into his crotch.

It was like the break between rounds of a heavyweight fight, each fighter gasping for air, slowly regaining their strength just as the bell sounded for another round.

Mike shook himself, trying to rid himself of his pants and he could feel Scott doing the same thing but it didn’t seem important now. Once more he leaned inwards, but this time he was met by Scott’s open mouth and hard tongue. His own tongue was too slow this time out and was pushed back into his mouth as Scott’s tongue took charge, carefully but forcefully pushing Mike’s lips apart.

Scott could feel the heat around Mike’s waist as his hands held onto the body before him. His fingers gently playing with the tight elastic band of Mike’s boxer shorts, and his tongue met Mike’s mouth, the fingers pulled on the boxer’s waist, forcing Mike to stagger forward back into Scott’s younger frame.

They stood there, kissing and slowly Scott seemed to be edging Mike to the side until their legs seemed to run up against a solid immovable object, which was the side of the queen size bed.

As their legs touched the bed, they both seemed to sense the urgent need to get off their feet. Both of them raised their leg, kneeling now on the bed itself, not hearing the squeak as their full weight rested on the edge of the mattress.

Gradually they were resting on the bed, and with surprising speed they found themselves now stretched out on the edge of the bed, laying on the mattress fully prone, their legs off to one side, their jeans still on their bodies, but around their ankles.

Mike was rubbing Scott’s back, feeling the strong muscles there, feeling the smooth skin stretched tight by the muscles of a younger man. Every time his hand moved, he could feel his own body squirm and he knew that he was entering into a whole new life.

Scott felt a prickling feeling along his back as Mike’s hand rubbed him, ever so gently. He could feel the tenderness in the touch but he felt something else. Scott could sense Mike’s desire for him, and it was something he had rarely ever felt before in another person.

His eyes were shut tight, and yet his brain kept seeing brief flashes of blue lights as his mouth was clamped tightly onto Mikes. His one hand was pinned under Mike’s body and their was no longer any feeling in it, and yet there was a strange warmth running up his arm.

For the first time in his entire adult life, Mike was out of control. His brain no longer controlled his body or his thoughts and he felt scared and yet, at the same time, completely enthralled. Every part of his body seemed to simply be doing what it wanted, no thought behind his motions and it send strange signals to his brain. He barely was able to decipher one message before another was pushing into his conscious brain.

Mike could feel a sudden scraping along his legs, but was too lost in the strange glow and warmth he felt from kissing and touching Scott to comprehend that his jeans were slowly being pulled from his legs. As they fell off his body, and his feet were freed by the constraints of the pants, it registered and he briefly opened his eyes to see a shadowy figure by his and Scott’s feet.

Suddenly his feet were free of the constraints of the jeans, and Scott could easily move his legs to and fro. He managed to quickly, without thought, wrap one of his long legs over Mike’s lower leg, Mike had somehow managed to wedge his body inwards and was now grinding his hips into Scott’s groin.

Scott’s legs twitched and he brought his one leg upwards, to push hard into Mike’s groin, feeling the full balls as his knee pushed up. He felt the large full balls slowly push aside and separate and his tongue seemed to take it as a signal to push deep down Mike’s throat. He could taste the inside of Mike’s mouth and his breathing was becoming difficult and rapid as he struggled for air. Despite his breathing trouble his body refused to pull apart, and instead seemed to increase its pressure on Mike’s body, attempting to carve itself into the warm flesh beside his own sweating skin.

The surge of Scott’s body against his own threw Mike almost onto his back. He strained to keep himself level but the force of Scott’s thrusts and strength against his own was almost too much. Mike had never felt such an urgency against his body and while his mind grappled with the thought, his own body started to react too. He could feel his own limbs starting to push back, with increasing vigor, and his breathing was getting hard. He swallowed with increasing difficulty as Scott’s tongue was wedged firmly inside his mouth, running all around it, tasting every inch of the inside of his mouth. He could smell Scott’s scent and it seemed to be getting stronger with each passing second.

The limits of their bodies took over and just as the pressure was intensifying, they broke apart, to lay side by side, gasping for air. Their loud gulps and gasps for air bounced around the darkened bedroom and yet Mike could still see Scott. He saw him laying there, shimmering as if in a pool of water with a glow from a bright moon reflecting on him. It was an eerie sight for him and yet it also heightened his desire for this man.

Scott could barely gurgle out each gasp as his lungs felt like they had expended every molecule of oxygen. He had a burning sensation in his lungs and he struggled to drink in the dark night air. With each lung full that he took in he could also taste the wonderful man scent that was Mike and it only made him try to gulp in more, faster.

They lay there, as if they had spent hours thrashing around, when it had only been minutes. Their bodies lay there, glistening with their sweat and Randy stared at the two lanky men, a twinge of regret and lost chances washing over him. Small tears were around the corners of his eyes as he stood at the foot of the bed.

He watched as slowly the harsh heaving motion of the two defined chests started to ease, and the running rivulets of sweat seemed to slow down.  Silently he moved forward now, and he reached out to Scott, carefully running his hand up the moistened legs, feeling the matted leg hairs as his hands reached up towards Scott’s waist.

Scott jumped at the sudden touch and Mike felt the movement. Simultaneously they both glanced downwards to their feet and saw Randy kneeling at the bottom of the bed, his hand outstretched as he ran it slowly up Scott’s leg towards the waist.  Scott stared at the pale figure, his eyes moistened now with small tears as images of Randy in the hotel room flashed across his mind.

Mike could sense the emotions running through Scott and he placed his own arm gently across Scott’s side. He could feel the small tremors of emotion running through Scott as Randy’s hands continued their travel upwards to Scott’s waist.

Scott turned his head from the surreal scene at the foot of the bed to gaze into Mike’s eyes. He saw the compassion and understanding in those eyes and his heart seemed to leap forward, to engulf Mike in its embrace.

Their eyes were locked together and Scott was slowly falling into their magical hold. His brain was slowly surrendering once more to the passion of the moment when he felt the soft caress against his buttocks. Scott felt the soft gentle rub against each of his ass cheeks, and then the sudden tug on his waist as his underwear was slowly and lovingly being lowered. His penis was itching inside their confines and he could feel his heart skip a beat, then skip another as the pressure continued and he felt the soft cotton fabric sliding off his crotch.

His pubic hairs were free to feel the rush of the night air, and he could feel his hard penis stretching the fabric, stuck in the tightness of the waist band when a gently touch of a hand seemed to caress the fiery member, holding it still while the elastic was pulled over it, and then suddenly, his hard thick cock was free.

In seconds the underwear was off his body and his legs were totally free and Scott lay there, next to Mike, now totally nude, ready for the next round of their prize battle.

Mike noticed the slight movements and twitches in Scott’s body and a quick glance told his brain all it needed to know. Scott was being readied for him, and then he too felt a soft strange hand run along his own muscular legs. He could feel the hand taking its time, gently exploring the muscles and the dark hair that curled around his legs.

The hand moved up Mikes leg, gently pushing inside the boxer’s leg openings. It gently reached up the side of his leg, and then down, then around, to gently push at the raging hard penis inside. The touch seemed to make his penis jerk and mike let out a small moan.

That seemed to signal the hand to pull out of the leg opening and now Mike could feel the finger’s wrapping themselves around the waistband, and then they were slowly but firmly pulling at the material, forcing it downwards, forcing it towards his feet, forcing it to release its hold and cover over his body and he raised his hips slightly, to help ease its passage. As he raised his hips, the fingers pulled faster now and suddenly his penis jerked hard, striking the warm moistened flesh of Scott’s thigh.

The touch seemed to ignite once more the fires within both men. His boxer’s not yet off his legs, didn’t seem to matter to Mike as he lunged forward with his body to crush his weight into Scott’s waiting body.

Scott could feel the fires starting once again deep inside his body. He sensed the urgency rising in Mike, and he waited for the storm to explode onto him.

Mike’s body pushed hard against Scott, and he felt his legs rise up as the boxer’s were yanked off his body. He pushed forward now, wedging both of his legs between Scott’s legs, spreading them apart and his whole body seemed to force Scott backwards, turning him off his side onto his back.

Mike’s force was relentless as he drove his body into Scott’s. He legs were firmly between Scott’s hot legs. His flesh seemed to meld into Scott’s and he could feel his hard penis digging into Scott’s lower groin, pushing hard into the full balls that dangled below Scott’s hot pulsing penis.

He ground his hips hard into Scott’s body, and he crushed his mouth full onto the firm lips in front of him. They kissed hard, this time it was Mike’s tongue winning the battle at the gate, and it roared fast into the open mouth, tasting some of the salty sweat that had once more found its way around Scott’s lips.

The assault lasted briefly as Mike pulled back and then he reached down, kissing hard and fast on Scott’s chin, then his cheeks, tasting all of him. Scott’s hands were clenching and unclenching against Mike’s upper back, and his knees were locked tight around Mike’s own legs. IT was like they were trying to force their flesh to unite into one. Both of them were grunting and groaning from the force of their desire for each other.

Mike continued his kissing assault on Scott. He was now forcing Scott’s chin up and his head back as he dove down to lick and kiss the underneath of Scott’s neck. He pressed his lips hard against the soft warm skin, tasting the salt of the sweat and smelling deeply the scent that he knew was Scott.

They embraced each other, Mike’s hands were racing all along Scott’s side and back up to his shoulder’s. Scott was running his hands against the back, feeling the hard muscles as they tightened and flexed under the strain.

Suddenly Mike felt Scott’s legs being pushed apart, pushed away from his and he knew that it was time. He pushed his face down, licking the small sunken cavity in Scott’s neck, tasting the hot flesh, and still he moved down, tasting the tiny blond hairs that were between his bosom.  As he moved down he slid his own body down, his crotch no longer crushing into Scott’s groin. He could feel the heat of Scott’s penis against his own belly now, he could feel the tremors of the hard penis as blood rushed into the pulsing organ that lay against his stomach. Mike was feeling his brain losing control once again, and his chest started to heave as he struggled to fill his lungs with air. This time, there would be no stopping.

Scott felt his legs pushed apart, he resisted, he didn’t want to have any part of his body not touching Mike’s hot flesh, but the pressure was relentless and forceful. He had no choice and reluctantly his body gave in to the pressure and then he felt his legs being forced upwards. Suddenly his brain was able to register the motion and he started to co operate with the strange force on his legs.

Scott’s heart was racing now, and he started to gasp for air. He realized what was about to happen and his anticipation and anxiety rose. He struggled to regain his composer and slowly he managed to regain slight control over his body. He drank deeply of the night air, bringing Mike’s full body scent deep into his own body now and to fill his lungs with the needed oxygen.

His legs were up now, and Mike’s face was pushing up against his chest. Scott could feel the rough edge of Mike’s tongue against his nipple and it was sending wave after wave of electricity through his body. He could feel his muscles twitch under the assault and he groaned even louder with each flick of Mike’s tongue against his hot burning flesh.

Mike could barely contain himself. Each time he touched the hot white flesh of Scott’s body, his own body seemed to jerk and tremble. He knew he couldn’t spend much more time up here, but he couldn’t stop. The taste and pleasure he was getting was over powering. He could feel the hard erect nipple growing with each flick of his tongue.

Mike’s hands now were down around Scott’s waist, and they were eagerly touching the warm flesh that was Scott. He could feel every part of that silky smooth body under his fingers, and each touch made his heart skip a beat and then roar faster. Rivers of sweat poured down his face as he kissed the left nipple, then drag his tongue along the chest to the right nipple, where he kissed it, tasting it, feeling it harden further, then back to dragging his tongue towards the left nipple where he would be further surprised to find it even harder than seconds earlier. The body beneath him was starting to squirm from side to side under his weight and his hands could feel the fiery furnace against his own stomach.

Scott’s penis was wedged hard against him, and it felt like a steel blast furnace. The heat was intense but no less than that of his own thick pulsing cock.

Mike’s hands now moved inside of Scott’s legs, and slowly brought Mike’s shoulder’s under them. His hands were firmly wrapped around the upper thighs and around. They had Scott covered, and with one quick motion, Scott found his legs high up in the air and over, leaning back towards Scott’s own head.

As Scott’s legs rose and pushed back, Mike’s hands moved up and with the force of his arms he now held Scott’s legs up and over. He rested his whole body weight onto Scott’s legs and his hard penis was pushing up against Scott’s upraised buttocks.

The movement forced them apart and now mike gazed down towards Scott. He stared into the blue eyes and he saw the desire and need burning inside. His own eyes reflected a similar state to Scott and they seemed to finally connect together. It was as if both of them had suddenly found the key to the other’s soul.

Mike could feel a hand grip his hard throbbing penis and he stayed perfectly still, his attention still locked onto Scott’s wonderful angular face, the long eye lashes, the well defined nose, its nostrils flaring slightly with each breath that Scott took.

He could feel the hand pushing against his penis, and then a sudden sensation of something foreign on it, and somehow, despite it all, his brain registered what was happening. Mike waited now, waiting for the hand to finish stroking his hard penis. His body shivered with the strain as the hand pulled and pushed and then forced the thick hard cock down. He could feel the touch of Scott’s skin as the hand guided his penis down and to the right, then a bit to the left and then suddenly he knew he was there.

The fingers that were wrapped around his penis now slid downwards and found the hot buttocks of Scott. They slowly caressed the hot flesh, as the penis lay on top, quivering with excitement, waiting its chance to penetrate this hot white flesh.

The hand seemed to be all knowing and all seeing. It slowly and softly seemed to spread apart the tightly held cheeks, letting Mike’s hot hard penis wedge itself even further into the opening. Scott groaned as he felt the touch of Mike’s hard penis against his asshole. HE groaned more as the hands seemed to knead the flesh of his cheeks, gently loosening them, gently pulling them apart even more.

Everything felt like it was in slow motion, and Scott and Mike were both softly moaning in the night. Mike’s body was swaying slightly as Scott’s ass was being readied for his entrance. Scott was nervous about taking the solid object that was poised above his asshole but the gentle caress of the hand seemed to make it all feel right. The anxiety left him and instead he could feel nothing but a sudden burning desire for the huge cock to enter his body and for his whole being to join with Mike. He started to squirm and push up a little as he felt the weight of Mike’s penis pushing against his tight sphincter muscle.

Mike didn’t know how much longer he could hold this position, his body was aching with desire to enter the warm pink hole, and his head was swaying back and forth, his eyes shut tight but still seeing Scott’s beautiful face in front of him. He groaned loudly as he felt a warm wetness around his penis. There was a slight roughness to the wetness and he realized that a tongue was quickly licking at his penis and at Scott’s anus. He couldn’t believe it, and it was a feeling he had never ever felt before. The roughness of the tongue against the bulging head of his cock was almost too much, he could feel his balls tightening even more under his cock, and then to feel that same tongue licking at the tight pink hole beneath his cock head was too much. He couldn’t stand it and he found his body starting to push forward and down.

The tongue vanished and his moistened cock head split open Scott’s readied anus. The pink sphincter muscle gave under the pressure and Mike let out a loud yell as he found his penis pushing deep inside of Scott’s body.

Scott screamed out as the hot penis plowed deep into his rectum, pushing aside the tight pink muscle that guarded his anus. It had surrendered before the first volley and he felt his whole body shake to the invasion of Mike’s battering ram.

The screams and shouts seemed to be lost into the dark of the night as Mike’s body pushed onwards. He was grinding his hips hard into Scott’s upraised ass cheeks. They slapped against his groin and he could feel his own balls striking Scott’s buttocks. The sounds meant nothing to either of them. They were locked in a silent battle of union. Together they groaned and moaned as the huge cock pushed inside, feeling the hot silky smoothness of Scott’s chute. The inner muscles gave little resistance to the pulsing penis as it pushed past them but as the penis hit deep inside of Scott, and its plunging motion slowed, the sinewy muscles inside now wrapped themselves around the thick hard cock. It surrounded the throbbing man meat and started to squeeze it, as if to make it cum right then and there.

Mike let out a yell at the harsh pressure on his cock took him by surprise and then he pulled back a little , feeling his cock slowly pull backwards, tearing itself free of the tight grip. He lunged forward now, and still the grip of the sinewy muscles held.

Mike had his hands firmly planted above Scott’s head, one on either side as he struggled to free his penis from Scott’s death grip. He could feel the battle run through his body, making his whole body start to shake and shudder.

Scott could feel the gigantic war raging inside his rectum and he felt so warm and wonderful as his body became a battle ground for passion. He felt his legs tremble with each onslaught of Mike’s battering ram, each pull out to gather strength to strike again made his legs quiver like jelly and he tossed his head back and forth, striking his face against Mike’s sweating arms.

His own arms flayed about, pounding the bed with each downward thrust of Mike’s penis into his rectum. He could feel his muscles tighten then loosen, and the ache in his ass slowly was growing. It was spreading throughout his body and he could feel his knees grinding at the joint, his hips twisting under the weight of Mike’s weight. His toes were curled and cramping up as he fought to make this the most memorable battle of lust and love that Mike had experienced. He willed his muscles to hold their ground, to keep that pulsing throbbing penis inside  him, to force it in deeper and to force it to give up its energy to him.

On the battle raged and the night was filled with the grunts and groans of the two warriors as they battled for supremacy of the field. Mike’s thrusts were coming faster with each passing second as he struggled to batter his way into Scott’s sacred inner sanctum. Rivers of sweat ran down his back and his legs. Waves of sweat poured down his face onto Scott’s soaked skin and still he waged his battle, getting more and more desperate with each passing second, with each giant thrust.

Scott could feel himself losing the battle, his inner muscles were gradually losing their strength to hold the plunging weapon, loosening their grip on the thick pulsing penis. Suddenly he felt a strange sensation and he could feel his own penis finally enter into the battle.  His brain seemed shocked as his penis was suddenly gripped hard and he found his penis being pulled up and down. The skin was like fire, and it slapped hard against his own stomach and he started to squirm under this new attack.

Mike could feel himself winning, his penis was pushing deeper and deeper and the pressure was lessening when suddenly he was struck by a sudden spasm of strength deep inside Scott. The tiring inner muscles, had found a second wind and they gripped his plunging penis even harder than at the beginning and he let out a loud primal scream as the pressure had succeeded.

Mike’s balls couldn’t hold back now. The sudden motion and grip on his thick throbbing penis had surprised him and his brain had released his reserves. Blood was draining from every part of his body, rushing for one last defense of his passion and his heart. He could feel the numbness starting in his hands, working their way up his arms. His legs were like rubber and he could barely keep his body up.

Scott couldn’t believe it, the sudden strength inside him as he struggled to fight the new assault on his soul and his love. His body reacted quickly, it sent his muscles into a death spasm and he could feel the strong fibers of his insides wrap themselves firmly around the hot burning flesh that was Mike’s penis. He could feel his ass cheeks tighten to grip the whole cock shaft that was buried inside him and his body was fighting with everything in its power. His brain released his reserves and his blood went pouring out to add its weight to the struggle.

Scott’s arms were a blur as they pounded repeatedly the bed, the fingers no longer feeling anything, his hands white from the strain and his arms flapping in the night air, no longer with any power or strength as everything was concentrated at his groin. His legs were stretched out, even his toes as his lungs squeezed every drop of oxygen out of the sacs. His heart was in the red, and the blood was being pumped out faster than it could be brought back for replenishment.

Scott cried out as it was only seconds left. His balls had flung themselves upwards and were still being crushed by Mike’s body. The hand gripped his penis harder, and moved along its pulsing length even faster now, pulling it, pushing it, stretching it and Scott could no longer hold on. He was losing and the sudden spurt of strength left him as his whole body arched upwards.

The back of Mike’s legs were taught and wound up like a spring. You could bounce an anvil off of them as he felt his penis struggle deep inside the warmth of Scott’s rectum. With one last valiant effort he had managed to bring his penis upwards, to where just his cock head lay buried into the hot flesh. With a final deep breath, he pushed down, sending his pulsing penis down into the silky smooth tunnel, sending it deep towards the inner reaches of Scott’s body, desperately reaching deep inside for that final resting spot. As he plunged his body forward, his strength was finally gone and his whole body collapsed on top of Scott. At the same time he felt a sudden spasm beneath him and a hot splash reached out from between the two bodies to hit him in the chin, then again another hot splash hit him, on his neck and he knew he had won.

As the second hot splash of Scott’s cum hit his chest, Mike’s throbbing penis seemed to stop suddenly, the inner muscles were confused and released their hold, and before they could tighten once more, the huge throbbing penis was pushing down again, faster than ever, pushing aside the surprised muscles, burring itself deep into Scott’s rectum. Scott screamed loud and long as the huge cock entered him where no other object had ever been before and as it reached his soul, the huge cock started to jerk from side to side.

The hard jerking motion forced Scott’s’ body into a wave of convulsions and before he knew it, he could feel a strong warmth start to flood his insides. Scott’s screams died in his throat as he found one last surge of strength and tightened his buttock muscles around the throbbing cock inside him.

Wave after wave of hot cum came flooding out of the bulging cock head and it filled Scott’s insides. The first wave of cum was shot out so far that Scott was sure he could taste it at the back of his throat, then he felt the huge cock head shudder and jerk again, and this time a second hot load of white cream came shooting out and he was definite this time, he could taste the cum in his throat.

Scott’s body shook with each jerk of Mike’s cock inside him, and his own penis was still firing off its’ own milky white loads, coating both of their stomachs with its stickiness.

Just as suddenly as the battle had been waged, it ended. Mike’s whole body was shaking as the last drops of his milk dribbled out of his now exhausted penis. Scott’s cock had begun to slowly soften, coated in sweat and the drying flakes of cum.

They lay there, both of them gasping. Their voices no longer shouting, barely able to even whisper as their hearts were trying to regain control from their sonic pace. Neither of them had the strength to move, and they were like two dead corpses, spread eagled on the bed. Only the final spasms of their muscles to show that they had lived through the war.

Gradually feeling returned to their limbs as blood once again flowed slowly and evenly through their bodies. Mike was finally able to muster enough strength to pull himself out of Scott’s grip and roll off to one side, his eyes glazed still but the smile on his face was enough to tell anyone that he was content.

Scott couldn’t believe it. He still was prone to the occasional twitch, as his muscles slowly regained their flexibility. He managed to turn his face to see Mike’s look of contentment and of love. His own eyes returned the feeling, and he felt a strange glow.

Several minutes had passed before either of them could speak, and then slowly Scott managed to raise himself on one arm to thank Mike. Mike merely nodded his head as he was still weak from his struggles. He finally managed to gain control back over his own body and as the heaving of his chest subsided he found his voice.

The room was bathed in a flickering light and Mike glanced over to his night table to see that one of his candles was lit. So that is where the light was coming from he thought.

“So… guess you guys ready for the next round?” a voice asked from the foot of the bed.

Scott and Mike both glanced down, to see Randy standing at their feet. He was fully erect, his long thick penis sticking out from his young lithe body was aimed right between the two of them.