Prologue
“Go on, Jacob, lick his balls.”
Jacob looked at the flaccid cock held out of the way and the nuts in the ridiculously long hanging nut sack. It hung so long the nuts rested on the sofa cushion. He looked at the smooth nearly hairless thighs, then up over the cock and nuts to the flat stomach with the T-shirt held up, then further up until looking into the blue eyes.
“You lost the bet, Jacob. Lick my balls,” said Lucas. He smiled in what could only be described as an evil grin.
“Go on, Jacob, just lick then and get it over with,” said Mason, sitting across from them in the armchair.
Jacob looked at Mason, saw him tug on the crotch of his jeans. You like this more than you can admit, he thought as he turned back to Lucas’ flaccid cock and nut sack. He looked at the loose flesh, wrinkled and slightly hairy, then at the two nuts within it.
“Come on, Jacob. You lost the bet. Lick my balls,” said Lucas in a tone that sounded almost like he was pleading for him to do it.
Jacob leaned closer, sniffed the crotch, finding it not unpleasant at all. Then he leaned down and touched the nut sack with the tip of his tongue.
“Lick them,” said Mason.
Jacob stuck out his tongue and licked one of the balls, then up the loose skin, feeling it move and shift beneath his tongue until he was right at the base of the cock, and he pulled back quickly, afraid it would be too queer if his tongue touched it.
“Fuck,” uttered Lucas.
Mason howled with laughter, falling back into the armchair and Lucas inhaled deeply, wishing he could get Jacob to do it again without Mason in the room.
“Okay, I did it. Satisfied?” said Jacob.
“No, but I guess you did what was promised,” said Lucas, grinning at Jacob.
Now the Questions Begin
Mason stood at the elevator waiting on the doors to open. He glanced at his watch, frowning at how it was nearly five o’clock. He was supposed to be able to leave at 4:30, but his manager held him up. It was about next week and the Hamilton account, something that could have waited until Monday. He had been with the firm only a month and already was getting the feeling his manager couldn’t stand to see anyone take time off. He was going to be late meeting Lucas and Jacob at the gallery opening and resolved to call Lucas once he got out of the parking garage.
The elevator door slid to one side, and he rushed in, hit B3, and stepped back, hoping he didn’t have to stop at a lot of the floors on the way down. As the elevator descended, he thought of it again, like he did constantly since last Wednesday night. He still couldn’t believe it. Jacob really did it. Licked Lucas’ balls. He wanted to feel disgusted by it. Afterall, it had always been something to joke about. To accuse a guy of acting gay and asking if they wanted to suck a dick or take in the ass. But to replay Jacob leaning down between Lucas’ legs and dragging his tongue over that loose nut sack, it was just a ’what the fuck’ moment. And it hadn’t disgusted him but made him wonder how it felt to have a guy lick your nuts. He pictured how Lucas had closed his eyes for a couple of seconds and looked like he was holding in a desire to say something or moan with the pleasure of it. Even Lucas’ grip on the arms of the dining chair had noticeably tightened as that tongue moved over his nut sack.
The elevator door slid open and Mason rushed out, going down the drive to his Jeep, a 2021 Wrangler he got from his parents just before entering college. It was what Chrysler called Hydro Blue, a blue that was bright in color, something that only looked good on small sports cars and Jeeps to his way of thinking. He climbed in, started it up, and called Lucas.
“Hey, where are you?”
“I just got away. My manager held me up.”
“I’m here already and Jacob is coming down the sidewalk now. When you arrive, come on in and look for us.”
“I should be there in about fifteen minutes.”
Mason ended the call and pulled out. As he made his way up and on the road, he replayed it, Jacob’s tongue dragging over Lucas’ nut sack. I stirred his arousal, and he shifted in the seat uncomfortably, chastising himself for thinking of it again.
Lucas stood on the sidewalk watching Jacob approach. As he looked at his friend, he pictured it again, as he had been doing since Wednesday night. Jacob down on his knees. Jacob moving up between his legs. And after pushing him to do it, Jacob leaning over and licking his nuts. Fuck, it had felt good, too good. If Jacob had done it a couple more times, he would have gotten an erection.
He reconsidered how he thought of sex. Until Wednesday night he considered himself straight, but curious about what gay guys found pleasurable. The way they seemed to love sucking dick or getting fucked in the ass. As that tongue dragged over his nut sack, he thought of it with such an intensity it nearly gave him an erection. He had thought about what it would be like if Jacob had taken his dick in the mouth. If Jacob had sucked him off. It aroused him to think of it, to the point he had masturbated four times since Wednesday night. What did that mean about himself. That he would take pleasure where he could get it? Or was it more complicated. He never considered himself bi-sexual. But the idea of having Jacob suck his dick made him reconsider. Could he go further? Could he fuck a guy in the ass? It no longer seemed implausible.
Watching Jacob draw near, khaki pants bulging in the crotch and the dress shirt unbuttoned at the neck he had to admit Jacob was attractive. He was the tallest of the three of them at six feet and showed a lean build in his clothes. Lucas knew it was lean but a muscular build, like a runner or swimmer. Jacob was not only the tallest, but also the best built of the three of them. He was even jealous of the wavy black hair and the eyes that looked green one moment, then grey the next.
Yeah, if the opportunity presented itself, he would go further with Jacob. Why not? If was just sex after all.
Jacob saw Lucas on the sidewalk outside the gallery waiting for Mason and him to show up. He wondered if Mason was able to leave early as planned. He doubted it since he was running a bit late and Mason wasn’t there yet. He looked at Jacob, picturing him with jeans and boxers pushed down, the right hand holding the cock out of the way, fully exposing the nuts. He looked at the physical body, a couple of inches shorter than his own, average build, short brown hair, and the distance was too great to see them now but blue eyes. He considered the good-natured personality, one easy to smile. The one who no doubt is more successful than Mason or him, if measured by a bank account balance.
Lucas was on the phone, walking in a circle while talking. Jacob bet it was Mason. Call ended, Lucas looked his way and smiled. Jacob waved in reply. As he drew near, despite his best efforts, he pictured the nut sack, the flaccid cock, then Lucas staring down at him.
The bet had been stupid. The three of them all got riled up and made the damn thing when slightly drunk and full of bravado. He knew it was foolish. He knew he would probably lose. But he also knew he wanted to lose. He wanted, if nothing else, to see Lucas drop his pants and reveal himself. He didn’t know if he had the courage to do it in front of Mason, but he knew, for Lucas, he would lick those nuts. He would have done more if Lucas had pushed it or made it part of the bet. Instead of the loser licks the winner’s nuts, maybe it should have been the loser has to take the winner’s cock in their mouth…and suck it. He would have done it. He had always suppressed his attraction toward other guys, making himself focus on dating women, for that was what was expected of him. He had no issue dating women, nor fucking them when the mood was right. But he wanted to have an experience with a guy, something he had always said he would do one day. But he finished high school, then four years of college, and never dared do it. But Lucas tempted him in ways he couldn’t admit. He looked at his friend as someone he would do anything for. He would lick those nuts again. He would suck Lucas’ cock. And if Lucas was willing to go all the way, he would let him fuck his ass.
“Mason running late,” said Jacob as he strolled up to Lucas.
“Yep. His asshole manager held him up.”
Mason rushed into the gallery and looked around for Lucas and Jacob. As he moved into the room, he spotted Lucas. Lucas had walked backward into view, obviously looking at some painting. Then Jacob stepped backwards into view. He looked at his two friends standing next to each other, thinking of Jacob down between Lucas’ legs. Of Jacob bending over and licking the loose nut sac. Damn, he had to stop thinking about it.
As he strolled across the room, he couldn’t stop himself from considering it; how the two of them would make a cute couple. Nearly the same height, Jacob with a slightly better build. Lucas looked the most playful of the two, with light brown hair and blue eyes that were so vivid and seemed to add to his dimpled smile. But it was Jacob that exuded a sexuality that seemed mysterious. Like he was concealing something, keeping some aspect of his nature hidden, and after watching him lick Lucas’ nut sac maybe he did keep a part of himself hidden. It was an intriguing thought, and he wondered if Lucas and he could ever push Jacob to reveal it. Or maybe it was something for Lucas alone to do, and he smiled at the thought of his two friends in some secret relationship.
Maybe there should be another bet. It was an idea he couldn’t let go as he strolled up next to them and looked at the painting the two were admiring.
“OH, shit,” said Mason as he looked at the painting of two men wrestling while a woman sat in the background watching. Were they wrestling or were they messing around. He questioned what was happening, for the men were naked and one was obviously erect.
“It is a provocative piece,” said Lucas.
“Maybe you should buy it to put over your sofa,” joked Mason.
“I can’t afford it, besides if that hung over my sofa Jacob here would be laying on it masturbating all the time to the image.”
“You wish,” said Jacob, shaking his head as he walked over to the next painting.
“Is the artist gay?” said Mason as he followed Lucas a few steps over to look at the next painting.
The three of them looked at a young man leaning on a rail of a deck that overlooked a beach in the background. Shirtless with shorts bulging obscenely, obviously an erect cock within them.
“I think so,” said Lucas.
Lucas looked over at Jacob and noticed the stare at the painting. If he was standing shirtless in the same pose would Jacob look at him that way?
“Let’s keep moving,” said Jacob, moving to the rear wall where a series of photographs lined it.
Lucas sat down next to Mason and across from Jacob. They were at a table in the back of the small Thai restaurant at the window that overlooked a landscaped area.
“Parking is always a bitch in this part of town,” said Lucas.
“Tell me about it,” said Mason, “I’m three blocks back into the neighborhood across the street.”
“I got a space up front. Someone was backing out when I drove up,” said Jacob.
“That was lucky.”
“Do you guys want to do anything after we eat?” said Lucas.
“Since we’re going to hear that band tomorrow night, I think I’ll call it a night after we eat,” said Jacob.
“Let’s go back to my place and hang out,” said Lucas.
“Sounds good,” said Mason, noticing how Lucas seemed to want Jacob to hang out with them.
“So, what do we feel like eating,” said Jacob, not seeing the looks from his two friends, both thinking the same thing for very different reasons.
Mason was in the armchair, Lucas and Jacob on the sofa. They had a west coast game on that they watched without interest.
“Penn is playing Georgia tomorrow,” said Mason. “Are you guys going to watch it?”
“I’m going to my sisters for an early dinner,” said Jacob.
“I’m more interested in that FSU game,” said Lucas.
“FSU? They’re going to get their asses handed to them,” said Mason.
“They’re improving.”
“They won last weekend because they played the weakest team in their conference.”
“Lucas, face it. FSU sucks,” said Jacob.
“And you think Georgia will beat Penn. I don’t think so,” said Lucas.
“Shit. Penn doesn’t stand a chance against them.”
“I’m with Jacob on that one,” said Mason.
“Seriously, you two think Georgia can beat Penn. Did you see the game last weekend when Penn—”
“We saw it,” said Mason. “But Georgia is a lot better team.”
“They nearly lost to Bama.”
“Another top ten team, and the fact is they won it.”
“Mason is right. Penn will lose to Georgia,” said Jacob.
“You wanna bet?” said Lucas.
Silence. For far too long, Mason and Jacob looked at Lucas wondering if he realized what he was suggesting.
“Well?” said Lucas.
“Okay, I’ll take the bet. Georgia beats Penn,” said Jacob.
“And I say Penn wins. What are we beating?”
“Okay, guys, are you really making a bet?” said Mason.
“Yes,” Jacob and Lucas replied in unison.
“Loser licks the winner’s nuts?” said Mason, smiling at them.
“No,” said Lucas.
“Agree, not that,” said Jacob.
“I say we raise the stakes,” said Lucas.
“What?”
“Raise the stakes?” said Mason, sitting up smiling in disbelief. “Yeah, raise them to what?”
“Loser puts the winner’s cock in their mouth,” said Lucas.
“No, come on, not that,” said Jacob.
“So, you’re not confident Georgia will win?”
Jacob stared at Lucas wondering what he should say. Should he admit that he wanted to suck his dick or keep pretending to be offended by the idea. He glanced at Mason.
“Take the bet. Georgia is going to beat Penn, and you know it. Then smartass can put your dick in his mouth,” said Mason.
“Bullshit, but come on Jacob, if you really think that, take the bet.”
“And we’ll meet here on Sunday afternoon for pizza, and the loser can pay up,” said Mason.
“Deal,” said Lucas.
Jacob looked at Lucas, imagining taking his dick in the mouth, or maybe, just maybe he would see Lucas take his dick in the mouth. He looked over at Mason again seeing him nod his head and grinning like a fool. “Okay, deal.”
Penn St: 27 – Georgia: 32
Jacob sat in the straight back chair trying not to think of it. He obsessed over it on the drive over. Since the end of the game the day before he had obsessed over it until he tried to distract himself by watching a the movie earlier in the day. It hadn’t helped and now he sat in opposite Mason and Lucas looking at the pizza sitting in its box ready for them to eat. He struggled to face Lucas because all he could think about was Lucas on his knees before him. He thought about how he would be exposed to Lucas with jeans and boxers around his ankles. Lucas lost the bet and now he was to take his cock in the mouth. He just knew he was going to get an erection. He wanted it so badly, to feel that mouth on his cock. To feel that wet mouth move down it, take every inch. He knew when those lips touched his cock, he would get erect. And he wished Mason wasn’t going to be sitting three feet away watching.
They dug into the pizza talking about anything but the bet, but Jacob could see Mason was dying to do so. He knew Mason was ready to tease Lucas.
Pizza sitting empty and Lucas on the floor, Jacob pushed his jeans down, then his boxers, and sat back covering his cock, afraid he was going to get erect just being exposed to Lucas.
“Go on Lucas. You lost this time, and you made the parameters,” said Mason.
“I know, I know, but give me a minute, will you?” said Lucas.
Jacob felt their eyes on him, and he had to do something to make it something other than what he was thinking. It had to be like a frat prank. Something meant to be disgusting. But it wasn’t disgusting, and he wanted it to happen. If Lucas were willing, he would do it for him too. But he couldn’t let the guys know that was what he was thinking. He took his cock and waved it at Lucas in a playful manner. “Come on, Lucas, put my dick in your mouth. Penn lost and so did you.”
“Asshole,” uttered Lucas, smiling at Jacob in a resigned manner.
“Go on, Lucas,” said Mason.
“I just have to put the head in my mouth, right?” said Lucas.
“Hell, no, you said dick and that is the whole thing.”
“Come on, take me in your mouth,” said Jacob, trying to make it sound like a joke.
Mason didn’t notice the tone of voice, but Lucas looked at Jacob wondering how much Jacob wanted him to do it. He rolled to his hands and knees and moved up to Jacob as the knees spread wide apart. He wondered if Jacob was trying to get an erection for the dick looked longer. He moved up close and Jacob released his dick, letting it lay over the nuts.
“Fuck,” Lucas uttered under his breath, not sure he believed he was going to take a guy’s dick in his mouth, but then he thought about it being Jacob, and he knew if there was a guy he would try it with, it was Jacob. “Okay, don’t do anything when I do it,” he said to Jacob.
Jacob held the arms of the chair and leaned back, scooting his ass forward until at the edge of the seat. “I promise not to shove your head down on my dick,” he replied playfully.
“Asshole,” Lucas replied, then moved up closer. The cock rolled over and thickened, stretched out another half inch or so. It was definitely getting bigger. He wondered if he could keep from getting erect if the roles were reversed, doubting he could do so. He realized he either had to angle his head down between the thighs or take the dick in hand and hold it up. He reached out and with his hand hovering over the cock, he looked up at Jacob. “Just sit still, okay?”
“Okay, but hurry up,” said Jacob.
Lucas picked up the cock and felt it flex between his fingers. The fucker was getting erect, and he wanted to push him, make him get fully erect, but then Mason was watching. He held the cock up and moved to it. He pressed his lips to the head.
“IN the mouth, Lucas, not against it,” said Mason, struggling not to laugh.
Lucas opened his mouth and took Jacob’s cock, closed his lips around the head, then pushed downward taking all of it. Pubic hair tickled his nose and the cock flexed in his mouth. All he could see was abdomen, but he could hear Jacob inhale deeply and Mason howl with laughter.
Jacob pushed his head off it and fumbled with his boxers to get them up. Lucas knew he was getting erect, and he wondered if Jacob would be willing to have sex with another guy. He fell back on his heels as Jacob got boxers pulled up then worked to get jeans pulled up. He thought of what it was like to feel Jacob’s cock flex on his tongue. It hadn’t disgusted him, not at all, in fact, he felt somewhat tempted by it.
“Okay, let’s clean up,” said Jacob, reaching down to pick up the box.
The Plan
Lucas came back from lunch to see his phone lit up with messages. He sat down and rolled up to his desk, picking up the receiver. He punched in his code and listened to the messages.
Hey, Lucas, I’m John Abnerathy with The Lending Company and your loan for—
Lucas hit delete, frowning at how often he got the scam calls.
Lucas, this is Sheila, Mr. Bailey’s secretary, confirming next Thursday at ten works for him.
Lucas made a note of the meeting, telling himself to confirm it on his calendar.
This is McGovern Honda calling for our records indicate your Civic Si should be ready for service. You can reach me at…
Lucas jotted down the telephone number. His car was due for servicing, so he would call them back to find out when he could bring it in. He dialed the number to the dealership, and when the recording came on, the hit two for service. When he got through, he asked when they could work him in.
We have a slot on Wednesday morning at eight.
“At eight,” Lucas repeated, knowing it would mean he had to drive in rush hour traffic across the city to get there. Then he thought how he could use the situation to get Jacob alone. Nothing would happen but just the idea of playing the game intrigued him. “Could I bring the car in tomorrow late in the day and leave it overnight?”
You can do that. We close at six, so I suggest you get here at least fifteen minutes before then.
“I can do that. I’ll see you tomorrow afternoon.”
As soon as he hung up, Lucas pulled out his cellphone and called Jacob.
“Hey, can you do me a favor?”
Sure, what is it?
“Can you come pick me up at the Honda dealership tomorrow after work? I’ll be there just before six to drop it off so they can get to it early the next morning.”
Something wrong with it?
“No, just servicing, but I don’t want to deal with rush hour traffic Wednesday morning. I can get someone here to take me back at lunch to pick it up.”
Sure, I should be able to get there by six.
“We can swing by someplace on the way back to my place and get something for dinner; my treat.”
Okay.
Lucas ended the call and spun around slowly looking around the office, smiling, for he loved it when a plan came together. He hoped the meeting on Thursday morning was half as successful.
Jacob followed Lucas up the stairs, carrying their drinks, Lucas carrying the bags with their burgers and fries. He looked back toward the parking lot seeing how the sprinkling rain increased until it was coming down hard, water quickly pooling on the ground.
“I’m glad we beat that,” said Lucas as he took out his keys to unlock his door.
“No kidding.”
Lucas entered his apartment, setting the bags on the small dining table with Jacob following, setting their drinks next to the two bags.
“Let’s eat; I’m starving,” said Jacob.
“Did you eat lunch?”
“Yes, but it was a salad.”
Lucas got ketchup from the refrigerator and came back to the table where Jacob slipped a straw into the second cup, then slid it over to him.
“That movie you wanted to see is on tonight,” said Lucas.
“Really? I thought it was premiering Friday night.”
“Nope; it’s tonight.”
“Okay, let’s watch it.”
The movie playing on the large flat screen illuminated the otherwise dark room. Jacob sat on one end of the sofa and Lucas the other. When the final credits began to scroll across the screen, Lucas lowered the volume and turned to face Jacob, right knee up on the sofa.
“You almost got a hardon on Sunday,” said Lucas.
“What? No, no—”
“I think I would know. But don’t be embarrassed about it. I don’t know how you kept from getting a full blown hardon.”
“You don’t know,” Jacob mumbled.
Lucas waited, let the silence linger a bit, then he shifted into an upright position, leaning toward Jacob. “Have you ever thought about it?”
“Thought about what?”
“Sex with a guy?”
“Huh?”
“You heard me. I’ve wondered what it would be like. How it would be same in some ways as with a woman, then how it could be different.”
“Whatever.”
“Are you saying you haven’t thought of it. You didn’t think about it when you licked my nuts, or I had your dick in my mouth?”
“I…well, yes, of course, I thought about it but not seriously.”
“So, you did.”
“Yes.”
“Did you think about doing more?”
“Yes.”
Lucas heard the tone, lower, questioning. Not almost hysterical and defiant. He shifted a bit closer to Jacob and saw the eyes widen, a look of shock, then the face softened, looked questioning.
“You want to try it…with me?”
“Are you serious?”
Lucas noted the tone was still questioning but not in some shocked manner.
“Yes. I want to know what it’s like. Don’t you want to know?”
Jacob stared back, then nodded.
Lucas slid over, reached out and cupped the back of the neck and pulled Jacob toward him as he leaned over. He kissed Jacob, gently, tentatively, wondering if Jacob would suddenly pull back. But Jacob returned his kiss, until they were kissing passionately.
Lucas pushed Jacob back and rubbed the chest, then moved his hand down until groping him. Jacob moaned and he felt Jacob’s cock stir within the confines of the khaki pants. He manipulated it, worked his fingers over the head as it shifted and moved with its elongation. Once the cock was erect, Jacob began to push against his hand.
Lucas broke their kiss and looked at the flushed face. “Let’s go to the bedroom,” he whispered. He climbed to his feet holding out a hand to help Jacob up. Keeping a hold of the hand, he led him to his bedroom until they were standing by his bed. He pulled the blanket back then turned to Jacob and began to undo the buttons of the shirt. “Let me do it,” he uttered in a low voice, maintaining the intimacy that was happening between them. He slipped one button after the next free until the shirt fell open. He looked at the lean muscular chest, admitting to himself the attractiveness of it. He touched it, rubbed his hand across it until the nipples were sticking out hard. He leaned over and kissed the chest, over to the right nipple, then he tongued it, flicking it back and forth over the nipple. Then he took it between his teeth and lightly bit down.
Jacob moaned and shivered.
Lucas rose and kissed him again, pulling their bodies together wishing he were naked so he could feel the chest against his own. As they kissed, he worked the khakis undone and as they slipped down the legs he slipped his hand inside the boxers. He felt the firm abdomen, the pubic hair, then the hard cock. Jocob moaned and inhaled hard, sucking the air out of his lungs. The cock filled his hand, and he worked it along the length of the cock until feeling the flared head. As he rubbed it Jacob shivered and pushed forward.
Lucas went to his knees before his friend, a man he was thinking of in new terms. More than a friend. A sexual partner. Lover. He removed the dress shoes, socks, then worked the khakis down the legs and off. He rose on his knees and took the boxers by the waist. Looking up at Jacob staring down at him, he tugged them down until around the ankles. The cock hit him on the cheek, fully erect. He looked at it, surprised his friend had what looked like a straight nine inches. Not as thick as his own but longer, an inch or two longer. Then he felt a desire for it and bent to the head and took it in his mouth.
Jacob shuddered and pushed into his mouth, and he took as much as he could then grabbed the thighs to stop the push.
“Lucas,” uttered Jacob.
Lucas went with his instincts; did the things he liked done to him. He moved his mouth down the cock as far as he could. With lips tight around it, he moved back to the head where he manipulated it with his tongue, then pushed back down on it. At first, he struggled with it, moved roughly with his last hesitancy until he finally no longer worried about what it meant to suck a man’s cock. To suck Jacob’s cock, someone he considered a close friend. Then more than just a friend. He found his rhythm, moving his lips along the cock until he felt it flex on his tongue. Very quickly, Jacob began to work his hips, pushing forward as he worked his mouth down on the cock.
“Lucas…I’m going to cum.”
Lucas hesitated, then realized he wanted Jacob to cum. He wanted him to cum in his mouth and resumed his manipulation of the cock. He took nearly every inch until he felt hands brace on his shoulders as Jacob pushed deeper into his mouth. The cock flexed against the roof of his mouth, then cum hit the back of his throat. He swallowed as the cock continued to spurt wad after wad, making him swallow again until Jacob was finally spent.
Lucas stood and saw Jacob looked shocked then satisfied, a smile forming. He started unbuttoning his shirt and Jacob pushed his hands away.
“Let me,” said Jacob.
As he had done, Jacob did for him, removing his shirt, shoes, socks, then pants. He watched him press his face into the crotch of his boxers, mouthing his cock through them.
“Fuck,” Lucas uttered as he became erect with the manipulation.
He felt the tug down and suddenly his boxers were around his ankles and his cock was in Jacob’s mouth. He balled his hands into fist, struggling not to shove forward, as Jacob manipulating his cock, working the mouth along his cock until he wanted to cum. Needed to cum.
“Jacob,” Lucas uttered as he pushed forward and came.
He felt the swallowing as he pumped out his load, until spent.
When Jacob stood, Lucas playfully grabbed him and pushed him onto the bed. He stepped out of his boxers and moved over him. He pushed his cock against Jacob’s. He pumped along it, renewing his arousal. Jacob raised his knees and hugged him.
“Put it in me,” whispered Jacob.
Lucas slipped his hand down between the thighs and fingered Jacob, working one, then two fingers through the tightness. Jacob pulled his feet up, knees rising higher and spreading wider apart, and Lucas shifted position and put his cock to the ass and pushed. He shivered with the feel of his cock breaching the tightness. Slowly, he pushed into Jacob, inch after inch, until over half of his thick seven inches was inside him.
“Fuck,” Jacob cried out.
Lucas moved his body, undulated with a slow fuck, pushing deeper and deeper into Jacob. He felt the heat of the body beneath him, heard the hard breathing, grunts, and moans. He kissed the warm smooth skin, along the neck, the cheek, until once again kissing the mouth. He felt hands move around his waist and rubbed over his back, then hugged him.
“Lucas; fuck me. Fuck me,” Jacob uttered.
Lucas fucked until so aroused he had to do it faster to increase his pleasure. He pushed up on his hands and fucked harder, faster, driving his cock into Jacob’s depths. He fucked until the bed squeaked and rocked beneath them and Jacob was grabbing at the bed. He couldn’t believe how it felt, thrusting his cock through a tightness that pushed his arousal to the edge. The physical nature of their fuck, man fucking man, was sensuous in a manner he couldn’t comprehend. He couldn’t bring to mind the old notions of it being wrong; it felt too good to be wrong. He worked his cock in Jacob’s ass until he needed to cum.
Shifting position, Lucas slid down, hooked his arms behind Jacob’s knees, then moved back into position. With the legs pulled upward, feet up in the air and ass upturned perfectly, he penetrated him again, sinking inward until hips pressed against the ass. He savored the feel of the ass around his cock, then began to fuck again. He hammered his cock in the ass, smacking down against it. He looked down at the muscular body beneath him, the sweaty skin, the hard cock drooling on the stomach, and the green eyes staring up at him. Jacob tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and opened his mouth to moan. It pushed Lucas to keep fucking, and he kept up his physical pace, shoving cock into Jacob’s depths.
The bed began to bang the wall, the rhythm of it mirroring their fuck. Lucas couldn’t slow, had to keep fucking, for he needed to cum. Desperate to do so.
“Lucas,” exclaimed Jacob, drawing his attention. “Pump it in me; do it.”
Lucas balled his hands into fists, clutching the bed, and fucked as hard as he could. He fucked until sweat rained down on Jacob. He pumped his cock in the ass relentlessly until the surge of release shuddered him. He shoved into Jacob’s depths and came.
Jacob looked at Lucas, who had rolled to his back next to him. He looked at the sweaty body, the cock going flaccid, the stomach moving with the gasping for breath, and he didn’t want their sex to end. He stroked his cock smearing precum over the head and down the shaft giving thought to fucking Lucas. Up until that moment, he had only considered being bottom to Lucas, the one to take the other’s fuck, but looking at the naked body, one revealed to him within a new light, he felt the desire to fuck.
He reached over and rubbed the chest, the stomach, and over the cock. He slipped his hand down below the nuts raking his fingers along the ass. “Can I?” he asked as he rubbed the tight opening.
Lucas looked back at first looking unsure, then he smiled. Jacob rolled to his side and leaned to him until they were kissing. While they kissed, he penetrated the ass, pushing a finger into it. He worked it through the tightness then pushed two fingers into the ass. He worked them until the ass loosened.
“Let me do it,” said Lucas.
Jacob didn’t understand at first as Lucas pushed him to his back, but he smiled as Lucas straddled his waist and worked the ass over his hard cock.
“Damn, it feels good,” uttered Lucas.
Jacob pushed upward increasing the pressure on his cock. It increased his arousal, and he grabbed the thighs feeling the flex of muscle. Then he watched Lucas rise over his cock.
“Hold still,” said Lucas.
Jacob watched Lucas hold his cock up. He watched the ass lower to it, move back and forth over the drooling head until he was pushing upward.
“Fuck! Lucas!”
“Yeah, you want my ass?” Lucas taunted, then lowered himself down on the cock.
Jacob felt the tightness slide over the head, and he shivered with the feel of it. The tightness kept sliding downward, taking inch after inch of his cock, and he watched it disappear in the ass.
“Fuck,” said Lucas as he held still with most of the cock inside him.
Jacob looked at his friend unbelieving what he was seeing. He had fantasized about sex with Lucas, but he was always the one on bottom, the one who would be fucked. And he had wanted it more than he could ever admit. But to have Lucas take him, it was beyond anything he had ever dared to dream.
He looked from the base of his cock and Lucas’ hard cock hovering between them, upward, over the stomach, the chest, to the face staring back. Lucas smiled at him, then moved upward, slowly, so agonizingly slow, he felt every inch of his cock sliding through the tightness until only the head remained inside Lucas. Lucas moved down and he clutched at the bed as the ass slid back down his cock.
“Jesus, this feels…good,” uttered Lucas.
“Yes,” whispered Jacob as he held tight to the bed watching his cock come back into view. Lucas was moving in a slow steady pace, up, down, working the ass on his cock. He wanted to push upward. He wanted to increase the pace of their fuck, but he held still watching Lucas move on his cock. Slowly, Lucas increased his pace until moving the ass freely up and down.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” uttered Jacob, breathlessly, his voice trailing off as he began to gasp for air.
Jacob reached out and toyed with Lucas’ cock, ran his fingers over the wet head and down the thick shaft. It threw off Lucas’ rhythm, at times slamming all the way down his cock.
“Fuck; Jacob!” Lucas cried out.
He watched Lucas fuck himself on his cock until sweat trickled down the face and chest. Lucas was breathing hard, sounding labored, and when he slowed, Jacob didn’t want their fuck to slow down, but he wanted it to increase, to get more physical. He wanted to fuck until he came inside Lucas. He sat up and hugged Lucas, rolling him over and he moved on him. He hooked his arms behind the knees, pulling the legs up and when his cock aligned with the upturned ass, he buried it inside him. Then he fucked. Fucked how he desperately needed it. A fast hard fuck, hips smacking against the ass.
“Fuck!” exclaimed Lucas, as the sound of it echoed in the room and the bed squeaked and rocked in rhythm to it.
Jacob fucked until he felt like he was burning up, sweat running down his face, and he kept fucking, not slowing, for he wanted to cum, needed to cum, and he thrust into Lucas’ depths as hard as he could until he finally felt it. The way his body tightened up before his release. He jammed his cock into the depths of Lucas’ ass and tried to jam it deeper as he pushed himself to the breaking point. Then he shuddered and jerked with release, crying out with the pleasure of it.
“Do you regret what we did?” said Jacob in a low voice, lying next to Lucas.
They had been lying next to each other for what seemed a long time, neither saying anything after their sex. Jacob let his fears resurface, thinking Lucas would regret having sex with him.
“No, not at all. It was…”
Lucas let his voice trail off. Jacob wanted to scream at him, telling him to finish, to tell him what their sex was like for him.
“Do you think, for a while anyway, we can do it again?” said Jacob.
“Fuck, I want to do it again right now,” said Lucas and he rolled over and on top of Jacob.
Soon, Jacob was folded up beneath Lucas, taking his fuck, his own cock so hard it was leaking on his stomach.
Confession
Mason sat across from Jacob and Lucas, the three of them having drinks and dinner at the new sports bar that opened near Lucas’ apartment. He listened to Lucas talk about the leasing he had done over the last few days and suddenly realized something was different. Jacob looked happier and the two of them would look at each other smiling as if they shared a secret. He wondered if something happened between them. Could the dare have created a situation where the two of them went further. With Jacob it seemed plausible, but Lucas, it seemed a stretch.
A couple of young women walked past their table. A brunette and a red head, Lucas’ favorite hair color, and they smiled at them as if interested, and he saw it. For Jacob to ignore the advancement of a woman was not unusual, but for Lucas to do so, that wasn’t normal.
“You guys did it,” said Mason, bringing Lucas to a stop in telling of the deal he was working on. Jacob looked shocked, so much so, he turned and looked away.
For the longest time, the table was silent, Mason waiting to hear what Lucas had to say, for he knew Jacob wouldn’t say anything.
Lucas began to laugh, and Jacob turned to him shocked. The laughter was contagious and Mason began to laugh too.
“You guys had sex,” said Mason as he laughed with Lucas.
“Yes, we did it,” said Lucas.
“How many times?” said Mason.
“Mason, it’s not—” said Jacob, interrupted by Lucas.
“Every night since Tuesday week,” said Lucas.
“You guys have been fucking around for the last eight days! That is…I’m not sure what it is,” said Mason. He turned to Jacob. “What is this between you two?”
“I don’t know.”
“What do you want it to be?”
“He wants a relationship,” said Lucas.
“Could you give it to him?” said Mason.
“I think so. Do you think we could do it?”
“I think you’re well on your way.”
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