Road to Re-Awakening

Corey's Adventure

Slowly, I'd been working on my motorcycle.  Most things I could do myself and a few other things I needed a professional to help with.  Thankfully I was able to find my old mechanic working at a shop nearby.  Miguel had worked on my bike a long time ago and was happy to find out that I still owned it.  He wasn't nearly as happy when he found out how neglected it had been.  

"I can't work on it at the shop.  They won't allow me to touch anything that old.   Fifteen years maximum" he told me when I invited him over to check it out.  He looked over my tool selection and smiled.  We struck a deal where he would work evenings in my garage as long as I helped and found the parts.  "I have some of the special tools, so I'll bring them if we need them.  You probably can't find some of those or they are very expensive" he explained.  I had lots of things to do on my own but I didn't mind.

Tuesday night I was working on it in the garage and Corey came home at his usual time.  He said "Hi" and ran up the stairs instead of stopping to talk like he normally did.  Our short talks were something I looked forward to, but I figured that he had plans that night.  I tried not to keep track of him and be one of those nosy landlords or neighbors.  Once the last of my tasks was done, I put the tools away and headed back into the house.  

About an hour after Corey had gotten home, I saw a car pull up while I was washing dishes and they rang the doorbell at the garage side entrance.  I watched Corey open the door and a guy and girl went inside with him.  It was the first guests I'd seen him invite over and I thought it was good that he was starting to socialize more.

Wednesday was a busy work day and once I'd gotten home, walked the pets and ate dinner, I was back in the garage.  Once again, Corey showed up at his usual time but this time he came over to me.  "Ben...  Do you have a moment?" he asked.

"Sure what's up?" I replied as I put the wrench down.

"Uh... I'd like some advice.   Last night I had a couple over... Angie and Sam...  They've been friends for a few years... It didn't go like I expected" he said.  The pauses in his question told me he was nervous about wanting my advice and I assumed it was from something sexual they did.

"Oh?  What were you expecting?  Was it just to socialize or to have some fun?" I asked.

"Uh... fun.  We'd talked a few times about having a three way... so I kind of thought it would be like that time you and I did one with your friend" he replied.

"I think I made a comment that time that you're never sure how they are going to work out, especially if it's a spontaneous thing.   If you talked about it before, I assume you told each other what you were going to do" I said.

"Kinda.  It's hard to talk about things like that before you've gotten together.  Up 'til now we've just been friends" Corey said.

"Well, you need to know what everyone wants out of it, even if the discussion is uncomfortable.  Three ways can be about pleasuring one person or about trading partners around.  Most that I've been in were like the one we did with Sophie where two guys share a woman.   And... I was in one a long time ago where everyone got fucked.  I assume you expected it to go like our time with Sophie?" I asked.

"Yeah, but the girl wanted to watch me with her boyfriend, too" Corey said, looking a little embarrassed.

"Ah, that's cool.  So what went wrong?" I asked.

"Well...  Uh...  He... Uh... didn't want me to touch him while we were doing the girl so it was more of a tag team with her.  Then he wouldn't kiss me and didn't want to suck me either.  I did finally get him to give me a little head and then I found out he hadn't prepared to take it.  We had to stop and go into the bathroom to get him cleaned out.  It killed the mood and it took a while to get back in the groove.  The only reason we continued was because Angie really wanted to watch us.  I think he was a virgin to gay sex..." Corey said.  

"Wow... that sucks.  Who did you talk to before?  Both of them or just one?" I asked.

"Just Angie" he replied.

"Well, communication is important.  Do you think that when he thought you and him were going to perform for her, he was going to top?" I asked.

"Yeah... probably, but he was so slow to start anything.  I was the one running the show since no one else was and if I'm in that mode I'm going to top" Corey said.  He was finally getting comfortable talking about it and I could see he was re-living the encounter in his mind.  It was also good to see that Corey would adapt to the people he was with.

"Did you have fun with her?  It sounds like you fucked her and then he did her before you tried to play with him" I asked.

"Oh, she was really fun.  I just got bored watching him fuck her.  When I tried to get close to Angie when he was doing her, he pushed me away or told me to give him space.  Later, when I finally got my dick into him, he wasn't a bad fuck but it wasn't anything great since he was so nervous and tense" Corey said.

I felt bad for him since I'd had my own bad sexual experiences in my life.  "I guess I'd just chalk it up to one of those things that didn't go as well as you hoped and move on.   Have you heard anything from them?" I then asked.

"No.  I was thinking of calling but I wanted to ask you if I should bother" Corey said.

"Well, if you think another try would be worth it or you want to keep your friendship going then yeah, you should talk to them.  Both of them.  Find out if they want to go back to just being friends or if they want to try sex again, either as a group or individually.  If you do a group again, make sure everyone knows what each other wants before the clothes come off.  If you're doing a three way, I think body contact with everyone is part of the deal" I told him.

He nodded and then said "Thanks" before heading up to his apartment.  I cleaned up and went back to my house.  I didn't hear from him again until Saturday night.
  
Once again, I was in the garage working on the bike when he got home.  "Thanks for the advice, Ben.  I was almost ready to just forget talking to them again, but after a couple beers I called them.   They were feeling the same except that they felt it was their fault.  The guy was really apologetic and then told me that he never thought doing something like that would turn him on so much.  We talked for over an hour about what we should do differently the next time" Ben said.

"Wow. That's better than I thought it would turn out.  So... are you going to try again?" I asked.

"Yeah, tomorrow afternoon.  They know what I expect and the guy said he'd let me take the lead and be better about touching each other.  Hopefully he follows through" Corey said.

"Words are one thing, but if he really is doing it to please his girlfriend, then you might have a good chance of it working out" I replied.

"Actually, I think he's more interested in getting fucked again.  Something tells me that now that he's tried it he's kind of hooked.  But you're right.  He may just be all talk" Corey replied.

Sunday afternoon I heard a car pull up as I was working in the garage.  I had to get the brakes finished before Miguel showed up Monday evening, so I was concentrating more on my work than anything.  Corey came down and let the couple from the previous week in and they all went upstairs.  Other than a nod acknowledging each other, nothing was said.  I was surprised at how little noise came from the apartment.  Once the door was closed, I couldn't tell they were even there.  Hopefully they didn't hear any of the swear words I yelled out when I fought to get everything reassembled.

Once the brakes were complete, I put everything away and wandered back to my house to clean up.  A little while later, it was time to take Walker out and I let him and Sylvester play in the back yard while I sat at the table and thumbed through the bike's shop manual trying to figure out Monday night's project with Miguel.  I grabbed a quick toke from a one hitter pipe and wondered if it would help or hinder me to comprehend some oddly translated Italian.  Walker burned off his energy and Sylvester soon got bored so he found my shoulder to lay on.  The car was still there, so I guessed that Corey's second attempt at a three way with them was working out better than the first.  

I was flipping back and forth in the manual when the side garage door opened and the guy came out.  He was just wearing a pair of jeans and looked over at me.  I don't think he expected anyone outside and was planning on sitting alone at the picnic table.

"Taking a break?" I asked and he nodded back.  "Have a seat, if you want.  I'm Ben" I told him and he sat down on the other side at the other end.  I pushed the little pipe box over and said "Grab a hit if you want.  It's a good way to relax."

He nodded and then said "Thanks... Oh, I'm Sam" before reloading the pipe like a pro and took his hit.  "You know what we were doing?" Sam asked after he exhaled the smoke into the air.

"I have a couple ideas but I don't think that Corey is much of a gamer so that rules out one thing" I said.  I didn't want to let him know about Corey's conversation of their failed first three way.  By this time, Sylvester had made his way over to Walker who was laying near the back door.  They still weren't too keen on being around strangers.  I watched as the weed hit Sam and smiled back.

"You OK with us doing it up there?" he asked.  

"You're adults and as long as it's consensual, why not?  Everyone needs to get laid and sometimes it can be fun with more than two.  Besides, it's Corey's apartment.  What happens there is his business" I replied.

"He said you were cool.  I guess he wasn't kidding.  I can't believe how good that felt though.  The first time I was so fucking scared.  I wasn't prepared to do it that way but he just walked me through it.  He must have done that dozens of times to be that chill" Sam said. 

I chuckled to myself since I'm pretty sure Corey's three way experience was now at a total of three rather than dozens.  I wasn't sure how many times he'd topped a near virgin guy and that wasn't dozens of times either.  A few seconds later, I then told him "I really don't know much of his story.  We've talked a bit but I don't know everything about Corey and he doesn't know all of my experiences.  He is a good guy, though."

He packed the pipe again and took another hit.  His eyes started to get a bit glassy and it took a few moments before he continued.  "He is.  I was kind of a dick the first time we did it with him.  I'd never had a guy close to me when I did it with my girl...  Even though I'd just watched him do her, it was weird.  She really chewed me out on our way home.  I never thought about having two guys playing with her at the same time, but I guess she did" the guy said. 

"Yeah, it takes some time to learn what turns a partner on.  What works with one doesn't always work with another, too.  Even when it's just two, you got to read the other person.  After the first few times you work it out, right?" I said.  I wondered how experienced he was.  I knew some people that figured out what I had just told him in high school and others  were in their forties and still didn't get it.  "Did it go better this time?" I asked.  He'd only hinted that they had group sex earlier, but I could tell.

"Oh fuck yeah.  I've never seen her so... so into it.  And while it was weird at first feeling another guy touching me while we did her I really got into it this time" he said.

"You should try it with two women some time.  That can be fun too.  Sex like this is just for pleasure.  Try stuff and see what turns you and your partners on.  Maybe once to see what it's like and more if you like it" I told him.  I knew I wasn't going to get any reading done so I slipped my notes into the manual to mark the page and closed it.

He nodded and there was another long pause before he said "I tried some shit last time that really freaked me out.  My girlfriend thought it was really hot and once I got used to it I couldn't believe how good it felt.  I always thought that shit was wrong, but it just blew my mind that it could feel so good.  It made me think when we got home that I should have tried all of the stuff he tried to make me do."

It was a good thing that Corey and I had talked after their first meeting or I probably would have been confused about what he was saying.  I could guess, but it was good to know what had happened.  "Well, as I said, it's always good to try new stuff.  You might find a few kinks that you didn't know you had" I told him.

He nodded and after several seconds asked "I'm kinda new to this open relationship and group thing.  Not sure I like getting tied up, but watching my girlfriend with someone else is damn hot.  Last week was the first time she watched me.  I kinda hoped it would have been me with a girl, but it was what she wanted and when I stopped freaking out I actually liked it" he said. 

I laughed to myself before telling him "That's good.  Pleasing your partner is good for you too.  But... don't wait for someone else to suggest it.  If you're open, then go out and look for someone that's into whatever turns you on or piques your interest.  That goes for when you're in a group thing too.  If someone excites you and you're not interrupting them, then ask.  Just don't get hurt if they say 'no'.   It might be a chemistry thing or they might need a little break."

He smiled before taking a deep breath. "Uh... Am I interrupting you?" he asked.

The question surprised me and I hoped I wasn't misinterpreting his question.  "No, not at all.  But I don't want to get in the way of you three" I said.

He smiled for the first time.  "I think they're going to be busy a while and you sound like you're a lot more experienced than I am" he said.

I chuckled and replied "It's one of the few advantages that comes with age."

"Are you into helping a guy learn some of that stuff?" he asked a few seconds later.  I could see he was embarrassed to ask and he was still avoiding asking me explicitly what he wanted. I could read through the lines, though, seeing he was eager to learn from someone much more experienced.

I thought about it a few seconds and wondered how far he wanted to go.  I knew it took a lot of guts for him to ask, so I decided that I should at least give it a try.  "Uh... we should probably go inside" I told him, expecting him to tap out before we went too far.  I guessed he'd last ten or fifteen minutes.  He followed me over to the door and the pets didn't seem interested in coming in with us.  I'd never left them outside alone, but I didn't want to force them either.  Having a sexual encounter wasn't really on my radar that day, much less teaching a guy how to pleasure another guy.  We walked through the kitchen to the family room and while he seemed nervous, he stayed right behind me.  I stopped and turned around and I saw his eyes dart around the room and then over me.

He looked cute, if a bit naive.  Sam was a couple inches shorter than me and was pretty thin.  His face had some sparse scruff with a soft, thin mustache and short hair that went up the sides of his head.  The top was longer but barely long enough to get a fistful of it if I wanted to get more aggressive with him.  Each ear had a small plug in the lobe and that was about it for decorations on his body other than a few patches of hair on each side of his chest and a trail that led into his jeans.  I pulled his head in for a kiss and while it started out tentative, he quickly got into it.  I guess that his reluctance to kissing Corey the first time was now just a memory.

My hands roamed over his back, bringing him closer.  The moment my hand gripped his butt and squeezed, he moaned into our kiss.  Sam's hands began to mimic mine and softly rubbed over my back but stayed up on my shoulders and lower back.  I was pleasantly surprised when he slipped them inside my tee and I could feel them against the skin on my back.  Our tongues began to play with each other and his hesitance from earlier was almost completely gone.  When he started to pull my shirt up I knew he was giving in to his urges.  Our kiss stopped briefly as he pulled my t-shirt over my head.  

Sam wasted no time in getting our lips back together which I was happy with.  It was my turn to remove some of his clothes and with one hand I unbuttoned his jeans.  A quick zip and push revealed that he was going commando and his cock was rock hard.  I began to think that Corey's comment from the day before of Sam wanting to get fucked again was spot on.

The hard shaft stood there pressed between us while I kissed along his jaw and then sucked on the pierced lobe.  He gasped and then moaned before my lips let go and I went back to his lips.  He tried the same move several seconds later, but when he let go of my ear, I pushed his head down toward my left nipple.  He let out a soft whimper while I forced him down but his lips and tongue quickly started to play with the piercing.  I doubt he'd experienced one before since he started a little rough until I whispered "Softer."

It felt good after that and he obediently followed when I pushed him over to the other side.  I looked down his back and licked my lips at the sight of his bubble butt sticking out from his bent over stance.  I resisted the urge to slide my hand or fingers down between the mounds while I plotted my next moves.  I remembered that Corey had said that Sam was reluctant to suck his dick the previous week but just like kissing, I felt it was something he needed to be comfortable doing with another guy.  A few minutes later I decided it was time to see if he was willing to try.  

My hand cupped the top of his head and gently pushed him a few inches away from my nip and then down.  Sam leaned toward the submissive side and followed along with each of my nudges.  He was there to learn, after all.  A few seconds later, he was on his knees in front of me.  "You want it?" I asked as he stared at my crotch.  He nodded slowly so I told him "Take them off."  His hand was shaking as he unbuttoned my shorts, letting them fall to my feet.  A moment later he pulled my trunks down slowly, revealing my own stiff cock.  He gasped seeing it in front of him.  I'm sure that this was only the second cock he'd ever had this close to his lips.

Sam was trembling slightly but he opened his mouth and guided my cock to it.  I guessed that Corey had suggested a few things earlier since he was OK at giving head.  I gave him suggestions along the way too, telling him what I liked and other things to try.  He was slow and methodical and struggled with going too far down.  I knew I was a little thicker and longer than Corey and with someone inexperienced at sucking dick I wasn't going to push him too fast.  I did try to get my cock into his throat but his gag reflex was strong.  On the other hand, fucking his face with half strokes seemed to be fine and he seemed to like me gripping his head firmly.  He'd overcome his fear of sucking dick, now all he needed was a lot more practice.  

We continued for a few more minutes before I stopped and pulled his head off and tilted it up.  His eyes told me he wanted to know if he was OK and what was next.  "Damn good for someone who hasn't done this much" I said.  He smiled back at me and I know he appreciated my comment.  It wasn't a lie and he'd gotten better the longer he gave me head.  I stepped out of my shorts, trunks and shoes and pulled him up to his feet.  He stepped out of his jeans and I saw his cock was still hard.  That was always a good sign to me.   I bent him over the back of the sofa and knelt down behind him. 

Sam's ass looked even better from this view and I pried the mounds apart.  I figured the matted whisps of hair inside were from sweat due to the hard exercise he'd had earlier with Angie and Corey.  He gasped loudly the moment my tongue hit his taint followed by a deep moan.  It didn't take my tongue long before it found out what had matted the hairs inside his crack.  The distinct taste of cum got stronger the closer I got to his hole and made me dig my tongue in.  His gasps and moans continued and I wondered if this was the first time anyone had rimmed him.  

I didn't really need to feast on his ass as long as I did, since he didn't need any lube and I wanted to leave as much of Corey's load inside as I could.  He seemed to love it, though, and I did too.  My cock was still hard and covered with spit when I finally I stood up.  He whined the second that my tongue was off his hole until he felt the tip of my dick drag over it.   A firm couple of pushes got my mushroom head past the ring.  He groaned at first, but once I let him get used to my thicker cock, it turned into a moan.  Satisfied that he was ready, my hips began to rock and the moans continued.

The first strokes were slow and gentle.  I knew that he was new to bottoming and wanted him to enjoy the experience, not be  frightened to try again.  Corey's load felt good and provided enough lube to begin to plow faster.  Faster also led to going deeper.  The first time my hips bounced off his ass he let out a loud grunt.  The second time he cried out "Oh god yeah" and gave out little moans after that.  

Like I usually did, my thrusts varied in length and intensity.  He would let out a few gasps when he wasn't expecting a firm thrust but I mostly heard moans coming from Sam.  My hands moved up to his shoulders and the thrusts got harder.  I didn't hear him complain, but I heard more grunts than moans.  One thing Corey never mentioned was the positions that he fucked Sam in.  I guessed it was doggy since most guys I knew that experimented with gay sex didn't want to look at their partners.  I was going to change that with Sam.

I gave a few firm thrusts and pulled my cock out of his hole.  There was a froth of Corey's cum around the hole and some running down his balls too.  I pulled him back upright and against my chest before whispering "Let's move to the other side."  A little guidance was all he needed to be laying on his back on the sofa.  His ass hung over the edge and I knelt down and took my place between his legs.  Fear had come back to his face but he let me continue.  With his legs on my shoulders my cock slid back into the stretched, slick hole.  He gasped again and stared at me in disbelief.  

The pace slowly built back up until my hips were pounding against his butt.  The fear left his face as he stared at me while I drilled his ass.  There is something magical when a partner fully gives themselves to you and realizes that both of you are getting immense pleasure from the raw lust you are sharing.  The grin that filled his face told me that he was enjoying it just as much as I was.  Unfortunately, I was nearing the end and I couldn't delay my orgasm much longer.  

When my eyes closed and my face grimaced, he knew what was about to happen.  Instead of crying out "No" or something else to tell me he wasn't ready, he yelled out "Oh fuck yeah!"  I slammed in a couple more times before my cock began to pulse, shooting ropes of cum into his still wet hole.  He began to shoot as well, firing a thick stream of cum over his stomach and chest.  Each of his shots milked more cum from my balls until both of us were empty.

There was no place for him to run since I had him pinned to the sofa, but it didn't matter since he just stared back at me again, moaning.  We stood there a few minutes, letting our breathing return to normal.  "This shouldn't feel so good, but it does" Sam finally said.

"Why not?  If you enjoy it, then keep doing it" I replied.   A few moments later, I pulled my cock from his ass and lowered his legs back down.  I reached down and pulled him to his feet, having to steady him a little when he was fully upright.  His face still had that look that was like he was floating on a cloud.  The weed and endorphins were probably to blame but I knew that he enjoyed his latest sexual experience. 

Corey and Angie were sitting at the picnic table when we came out and I watched him shotgun a hit into her mouth.  She giggled when she saw Sam's expression, partially from the weed and how calm he looked.   He had that post-fuck euphoric look that was unmistakable.   Angie stood up and gave Sam a tight hug before whispering something in his ear.  Sam smiled, picking up his tee off the picnic table and they went over to their car, arm in arm.  As they walked away, I noticed a wet spot already forming on the back of his jeans.