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Foreword:

First, I'd like to thank everyone who have taken the time to drop me a line and let me know how much they enjoyed my previous stories. 

The following is further to several requests to explore the...well, friendship, I guess, between Terry and Alec. Joe does make an appearance, but this is really about the big guys.

I appreciate that not everyone reading this will be familiar with the characters, so I've tried to give some background in little Joe's introduction here, just so it makes more sense as a stand-alone story, although it will be in several chapters. I apologise if you've read my previous forays into high literature (haha!) and feel that you're re-reading some of it, therefore. 

I'm not a dedicated writer and just dabble in my spare time, when the mood takes me...which, I suspect, is pretty much the same as everyone else. So I'll do my best to get each chapter finished as soon as I can. Please be patient. Half the time I have no idea what I'm about to write, so I like to take the time to surprise myself.

Oh, and as usual, please let me know what you think...good, bad, or indifferent, and constructive criticism is always welcome.

Believe me, every message or email is a huge boost - and sometimes leads on to another storyline idea. This story is an example of that!

DJ

Narrated by Joe

I had been seeing Alec almost every weekend for over four months. Well, not exclusively Alec. Terry, his neighbour and the guy who had been my first crush, had joined in after a few weeks, and then Terry brought a few of his friends in to play, too. His old Army mates, all nice guys, very broad minded, straight but don’t mind taking advantage of whatever's on offer, know what I mean?

Terry and Alec had a lot in common. They were both much older than me, for a start. Terry was my gym instructor and in his late 30's. Alec, Terry's neighbour who I met later, was 53. Compared to my soon to be 19 years, that made them Daddies in my eyes. They were both tall, big and beefy, but Terry was gym trained, muscular and cut, whereas Alec had muscles from manual labour but with a lot of bulk, so he was heavy and broad. They were both hairy, but where Terry had the model-like trimmed hairy chest and treasure trail running down across his six pack to his groin, Alec had an unkept pelt that covered just about everything. And importantly, to me at least, they were both dominant and controlling in sex.

Hell, for a short arse like me, standing tall at 5 feet 4 inches in shoes, gymnastic build but otherwise looking like a 13 year old kid with no pubes and an insignificant 4 inch dick (on a good day, if measured from underneath and being a bit generous), with small (high and tight) balls, Alec and Terry were masculinity personified. Well, after years of piss taking from my peers, humiliation and shame being heaped on me at school for being small and looking pre-pubescent, I’m not interested in anyone of my own age. Besides which, it seems that older guys know how to appreciate someone like me.

I mean, I know I’m cute, in a boyish way.  I'm blond (my Mother's Nordic ancestry) but with Mediterranean golden toned skin and brown eyes (thanks to my Father's Spanish heritage). An odd combination, but somehow it works well. 

I know I have a nice body. I’m got juvenile muscles but my late puberty syndrome prevents too much muscle growth or any body hair, come to that. My balls dropped, I grew 6 inches taller.....and that was it. I’m not skinny, although I have a low body fat ratio with a 20 inch waist if I’ve eaten a lot, so finding clothes to fit can be a bit of a bastard at times, unless I want to wear schoolboy clothes for the rest of my life. I guess I’m what you'd call “lithe" and I’m definitely very flexible. And unfortunately my vocal chords are still stuck in that semi-adolescent boy soprano register that makes me sound like a girl, sometimes.

My interest in gymnastics have provided some good definition to what I have got, though; namely, a visible set of abs, a nice firm chest with a hint of actual pecs, decent shoulders, good solid legs and arms, and best of all, a fantastic solid arse that protrudes. Yep, I have an actual bubble butt, courtesy of several years of gymnastic routines and running. 

Oh, and I now have a couple of very un-boylike nipples that are small but perky. I wasn't born with nipples like these. They have developed by being trained from countless hours of sucking, tweaking and other stimulation until they were red and swollen, becoming highly sensitive, so now they show as neat little peaks through a shirt...and a major turn-on when any dominant male wants to play with them.

It was Terry who really got me into being so passive, although I guess I’d given him carte blanche when I had first asked (begged) him to show me what sex was all about last year, after I’d gotten to know him at the gym. So, after he had satisfied himself that I wasn’t underage and illegal, and seriously wanted to lose my virginity, oh man, did he ever show me what sex was about! 

The first thing he did was deny any chance of wanking by locking my cock away in a plastic cage, to teach me that I was no longer allowed the privilege of being responsible for my own orgasm. He trained me to be submissive by keeping me immobile in bondage during each session. 

It was Terry who taught me how to accept his cock deep into my throat, Terry who tweaked, sucked, pinched and hot-wired my nipples straight into my pleasure centre in my brain until they were standing to attention like miniature bullets when he even looked at them. Terry who stretched and stroked and massaged my balls till they were throbbing, and are now also one of my major erogenous zones. Terry who took my need to be controlled, and developed that need into an almost extreme passivity. Then, when I was continuously leaking pre cum from my locked up dick and could barely stand the pressure from my aching balls anymore, he gave me the best eighteenth birthday present ever. He worked me up to an explosive hands-free orgasm, when he finally opened my ridiculously tight and desperate arse up properly and pounded an amazing one out of me.

Yeah, Terry was my first crush and I’ll always be grateful to him. Especially as it was also Terry who arranged my first gang bang with a load of his old Army mates. Fuck me, that was a night to remember! 

That was when I first met Billy – 38 years old, black, built like a tank with a massive 11 inch cock that seemed too big to be real (but was, and although I never quite managed to take it up the arse right to the balls, I’d been working on it). In fact, I met up with Billy four times after that party, and he was just as massive as I remembered...in every way. He tried, I tried, but there always seemed to be that last half-inch or so over. Not much, I know, but I have my pride and reputation to think of. He almost crippled me each time, but after a few days rest I lost the limp and could shit without crying. Unfortunately, just as I was getting to the stage where I didn’t scream blue bloody murder when he drove that behemoth of his up my arse, Billy had to move overseas for a while with his company. Anyway, I digress...

Alec, bless him, was another story. I thought he’d be a once only thing, just to sate my curiosity. Wrong. He was amazing. Yes, he was dominant. Yes, he was built like a stereotypical leatherman fantasy/caveman/thug. Yes, he was masculine (big time) and yes, he had a whopping (10 x 7 inch) cock. He also has huge balls, bigger even than Terry's, which were the biggest I’d come across up till then. Oh, and Alec produces the biggest cum load you have ever seen IN YOUR LIFE. 

Alec is also the most passionate, loving, sexually accomplished lover I think I will ever know. But best of all, the very best of all, is that Alec can give me every single inch of his heavily veined and upwardly curving cock,  opening up my second gate and fucking me deep like a man possessed until I have cum. Hands free. Multiple times. And only then will he let himself cum, buried as deep as he can go, flooding my guts with so much spunk that it's still dripping out of me half a day later. 

Oh, and in case you’re wondering what my parents think of all this, the truth is that they don’t know. I mean, they know I’m gay, I told them that I thought I was when I was sixteen. I’m sure that they don’t think I’m playing on the swings all weekend, but they haven’t asked and I haven’t said. After all, although I might still look like a schoolboy, I am 18 and old enough to do what big boys do.

I think after worrying so much about me being small back when I was young, they’re just happy that I’m healthy and hanging out with friends. What they don’t know is that those friends are so much older and shagging the arse off their little angel every weekend, using me (wonderfully) as the submissive, subjugated slut that I have been trained to be. 

As long as I attend college and don’t bring trouble to their door, my parents are sweet and supportive. And at least, at weekends I’m not messing the place up and getting in the way. Just so long as I’m “being good and respectful of others" as my Mum puts it, then I’m free to learn about life and find out what I want to do with my future. Well, I'm always a very good boy and I do spend a lot of time on my knees...

Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah...I might have mentioned this before, but Alec had never had actual sex with a guy before he met me, so getting to sexually control a small and boyish lad, fuck him, cum in him....well, it was a major turning point in Alec's life. But despite the fact that me and Alec are very fond of each other, thankfully he isn’t possessive and loves watching me being used by other guys, before he takes over and shows them all how a true Alpha stud can cause a true bottom boy to explode with multiple orgasms. 

When Terry invited Alec over to top me together, it seemed that a whole new world of possibilities opened up for Alec. He's metamorphosed from a solitary, chaste gorilla to a ravenous, dominant, boy-fucking beast practically overnight. The guy is just insatiable!

Now, as I've said, Alec is a top. Full stop. Terry described him as a total ALPHA male, which I think is pretty much 100% accurate, although Alec isn’t shy at being affectionate. The first time Alec and I ever got together, he even sucked me. Just that one time, to see what it was like, I suppose. 

Terry says that he himself is bi and prefers women, and says he's also strictly a top. So why do I get the feeling that Terry has the hots for Alec? Alec has also admitted to me that he thinks Terry is a very good looking guy (well, he is, for fucks sake). 

But I’m not blind, that's all I’m saying.

Yeah, ok, they're both tops. But whenever the two of them are spit roasting me, and even if there is a friend of Terry's joining in, they can’t take their eyes off each other. 

So I wasn't massively surprised at what happened next.

Continued in Part 2