Todd the Disruptor, Part 1
We didn't see Todd again for some time. We texted with him...well, we sexted with him – a whole lot, but I got the impression he was reluctant to actually meet for some reason, which frankly pissed me off. It's not like we all weren't busy, but I had been excited to see what might happen if the three of us got together. I wanted to see him.
I kept hearing about the exploits of Nathan, Ilya and Stephen and while I was impressed by the obvious three-way love affair they had started, I was a little mystified by it. I didn't think I would be able to be in love with two guys at the same time. Part of me, I suppose, didn't believe it was possible. But the three of them did seem so bonded. But that was soon to end when Nathan went to Antarctica in the autumn for six month. I couldn't even imagine a place like that.
But at the end of the summer, Todd sent me a text that wasn't just about the size of his cock and what he wanted to do with it with and to us. He was apologetic and explained himself.
He had started dating a guy and wanted to pay attention to him and didn't want to be distracted by wanting to fuck me...or us...but just played around through texts. This made sense and I felt like I could forgive him.
Trevor, who hadn't experienced his enormous cock or his gorgeous body, had been more philosophical and said, “He'll do it or he won't.” Whatever, I remember thinking, wait until he meets this boy. I felt a bit protective of Todd, truth be told. I kind of fantasized that maybe Trevor wouldn't be as interested as I was, and I was also aware that my feelings weren't really about what might happen between the three of us. My feelings were about him.
Later that day, when I had a quiet moment, I called Todd. He was apologetic about not being in touch. “Sorry Mark...I feel bad. I was all excited to get together but...well you know...there was this guy, so I just had to focus on him.” His voice was soft and remarkably gentle for such a masculine guy.
I laughed and said, “Don't feel bad. What happened with your boyfriend?”
Hearing him sigh made me feel for him. He said, “It didn't work. He wanted to be with me, but he also wanted to be with every other guy he saw.” He sounded pissed and I would have been as well. He said, “I mean I'm fine with an open relationship, but come on...if you're with someone they should be your focus. Don't you think?”
His question surprised me. I said, “Yeah...of course. That's the point of saying your in a relationship, right? Focus? That the other person is your priority? I don't know about you, but I don't think poly situations can really work in the long run. Someone is always going to feel left out. Someone is always going to want more...” I stopped. I realized I was lecturing the poor boy.
But he surprised me and said, “That's right. I totally agree. It's one thing to be open but bonded with someone, but it's totally different to say to someone, I love you, but I also love this other person and I love you both the same and I also want to have sex with every guy I meet. What's the point? I just don't think it's reasonable. Human beings aren't like that.” Then he paused again and said, “But...you know...all that bollocks about non-monogamy distracted me from the fact that, in the end, I wasn't that into him. Hot guy, sweet guy, but I just didn't feel it...”
I was struck by how thoughtful and honest he was. He didn't know me, not really. So this new view of him was turning me on. I decided to get to the point. I said, “So...Todd...you still want to hang out with us?”
There was a pause and then he said, “Well, I certainly want to see you and, if your partner is into it, then yeah, both of you. I'm open.”
“Good. Why don't you come for dinner at the weekend? Saturday?”
He agreed and we rang off. It was a hot June Sunday afternoon and I was sitting on our sofa waiting for Trevor to come back from his lab. He often went in on Sundays because it was quiet and he could think better. I was mostly naked partly because I was hot, but I was also feeling randy. I was fantasizing about Todd's pornstar cock, if I'm honest.
I sat there, wondering what an evening with Todd might be like. I could barely remember what he face looked like. But I remembered his cock, that's for sure. As soon as I thought about it, I got hard, so I opened my black shorts and pulled out my cock. I stroked and remembered that giant tool of his in my throat, while all those guys fucked me. Of all the men that crazy night, he was the one that I remembered the most.
I was losing myself in the memory when the door opened and in walked Trevor. He burst out laughed and said, “You couldn't wait, I guess?”
Not embarrassed in the least, I looked up and said, “I was remembered Todd's cock...”
Trevor put his bag down and proceeded to pull his shorts off. No underwear. Interesting. His own cock was already getting there. He walked over to the sofa pushed me onto my belly. He started to run his tool between my ass cheeks, flexing his hips and biting my neck as he did it.
I turned my head and gasped, then said, “And I invited him over on Saturday. He had a boyfriend, but now he's single. That's why he didn't want to get together.”
Trevor's cock found my hole. I felt and heard him spit into it a few times before he began to push that massive thing into my ass. I groaned and began to fuck the sofa. When he had skewered me, he put his hands down on either side of my head so he could raise himself up a little. He purred into my ear, “I'm going to fuck you into the floor, Mark...”
And he did. I forgot about everything else except the feeling of his long prick stretching me, pulsing inside my body, his groin and his thighs slapping against me, his balls pressing into my flesh.
I knew these post-work fucks couldn't last and this one didn't either. He fucked fast and hard and almost yelled and I could feel thick Trevor-cum filling my insides. My own cock, all on its own, just burst and I felt a rush of juice erupt out of me. I made a mental not to clean the seat cushions. It's important to buy washable furniture.
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Saturday afternoon we had a shower together, wanting to be as clean as possible for whatever would happen with Todd. I had made a nice chicken curry and vegetables and precisely at six, there was a knock at the door.
I let Trevor go to the door so they could meet, and I watched from the sofa. When the door opened, there was Todd. I remembered that he wasn't as tall as one might think, but he was built like an athlete. He had this tight blue t-shirt on and tight, white shorts that did nothing to conceal what was beneath them. I could see the outline of that massive muscle he had. His chest was all sculpted beneath his tight shirt.
His hair was longer than last time, curly and artfully unkempt. His big blue eyes were bright as he shook Trevor's hand, then pulled him into a hug. When he let go of Trevor, Todd had a big smile on his face so I could tell he liked him. Who doesn't like Trevor?
Coming in, Todd noticed me, so I got up and we hugged. He held me tight and put his hands on my ass. He whispered in my ear, “I almost forgot how sweet your ass is...I've been wanting to see you ever since that night...”
It was intense to hear and what made it more intense was I felt the same way. He was never far from my thoughts since that night when he had poured cum down my throat. In fact I could feel that thing pressing into me as he held me. But I didn't want things to go so fast, so I extricated myself from him, trying to ignore that my cock was now uncomfortably hard in my shorts and said, “Would you like some wine?”
I mentally shook my head and went to the kitchen, got some glasses and filled then with white wine. I put them on a tray and went to the sitting room. As I turned the corner, I had a sudden fantasy that Trevor would be on his knees with Todd's enormous cock down his throat. But no, they were both sitting comfortably on the sofa.
Trevor was wearing this pair of tight shorts that accentuated his long legs, his strong calves. Todd had similar shorts on, but his legs were more muscled and hairy.
I handed them glasses and perched on an armchair across from them.
Trevor took a sip of his wine and asked, “So Todd...what do you do when you're not having cum-dumps with my husband?”
I had to hand it to Todd, because he didn't flinch, and in fact gave it right back to him. “I manage a Yoga studio. What do you do when you're not hearing about your husband getting half dozen loads in his ass?”
Trevor gave him the nicest smile. But knowing Trevor as I do, I could tell that the smile was also annoyed. It looked like Todd had won him over, but I could tell Trevor was holding back some feelings. Trevor finally put his wine glass down beside him and said, “Oh, I'm a physicist.”
Todd looked impressed and said, “Like...theoretical or practical?”
I could see that Trevor was struck, not expecting Todd to have any knowledge of physics. He looked at his hand for a second, then said, “Theoretical...I play with the theories of sub-atomic dynamics.”
Todd glanced at me and then said, “So quarks and things like that?”
Trevor laughed, clearly enjoying the unexpected conversation. “And gluons, mesons...all that sort of thing. How do you know about this?”
Todd looked a little uncomfortable. He finally said, “My mum...you probably know her...Patricia Reid?”
Trevor's face lit up. “Patricia? She's your mum? I presented at a conference with her last year. Small world. She's lovely. Say hello for me.”
Looking pleased with himself, Todd grinned and sipped his wine. He said, “Small world, indeed.” He looked at me. “So you're a paediatrician? You must like kids. I have so much respect for that.”
I nodded and thought of the long debates I had had with Trevor about whether or not we should have a child. “Yes, I do. And I think they like me. Our friends just had a child so I get to be an uncle sometimes. We both get to be uncles.” I was conscious of wanting to make sure Trevor was included and I tried not to know why.
Todd looked thoughtful and said, “I hope to have children some day...did they adopt? Oh...I'm assuming they're both men, but maybe not?”
“Oh they're men all right. They got a surrogate and used Stephen's sperm...” The mention of sperm suddenly reminded me of something that could, potentially, happen with Todd in our house. I wondered when we would find out.
As if he was reading my mind, Todd looked at Trevor and said, “I just have to say, Trevor...you're really sexy...you're both really sexy.” He looked at me then and I knew what he was really saying. Then he grinned and slid closer to Trevor. He put his arm around his shoulders, his other arm around his torso and pulled him close. They looked at each other for a moment, as if studying each other's eyes, then Todd leaned in and kissed him. Todd, I could tell, was an expert kisser and he gave Trevor his whole mouth, and I could tell their tongues were half-way down each other's throats.
But then Todd leaned back, his luscious lips all wet and delicious-looking. He looked over at me and extended his hand, so I went over and straddled him. With his hand on the back of my head, he pulled me close, mashing his mouth into mine, pulling my torso close to his. It was intense and I could feel my body start to buzz, my dick wanting to explode out of my my shorts.
Trevor sat, regarding us for a moment, then said, “We should probably head to the bedroom before it's too late...” He got up and walked out of the room. I could tell he was feeling something, but I wasn't sure what.
So we followed him down the hallway and into our bedroom and to our big bed with its gold and green cover. Todd said to Trevor, “Lie down on the bed...on your front.”
I could see a question in Trevor's eyes, but then he turned and lay down with his head resting on his arms. Todd looked at me, then leaned in and kissed me, his floppy brown hair tickling my forehead. We kissed for a while, our arms encircling each other. I could feel his big dick against mine, all hot and eager. My hips involuntarily pushed forward and he growled. Letting me go, he said, “Let's give Trevor some attention.” As if we were the couple, not Trevor and I.
I realized in that moment that Todd was really there for me and that Trevor was just an accessory or something. I looked into his wide blue eyes for a second, feeling excited and confused.
But first he pulled his shirt off, then slid his tight shorts over his strong thighs. I remembered those thighs covered in nice brown hair. I could see the outline of that amazing cock of his through the white fabric of his tight boxer briefs. It was not fully hard, and already an impressive size.
I decided to do the same, pulling my shirt off, then stepping out of my shorts. I had decided to not bother with underwear, so I was suddenly naked and hard as steel. My much more reasonably-sized cock pointed up. Todd chuckled and grabbed it for a moment, which sent shivers through my body.
We turned to the bed and saw that Trevor was watching us. When he saw the sculpted outline of Todd's cock through his briefs he said, “Oh my...” And he wasn't being sarcastic.
Todd slid his briefs down over that magnificent ass and handed them to me. As if he knew I wanted to bring them to my nose, which I did. They smelled fantastic: All soap and pheromones.
Pulling himself overtop of Trevor, straddling his legs, Todd started to knead his hands into Trevor's back through his shirt. He leaned forward and pulled the shirt up, Trevor lifting himself to help him. Todd reached underneath Trevor and managed to unfasten his shorts and slide them off, revealing his gorgeous white, muscular ass. Trevor had been going to the gym much more regularly since, as he said, it got him out of his head. And it showed. My husband is not bulky, but his body is strong and toned. His ass was a work of art. Todd certainly thought so, because he leaned down and kissed it, once on each cheek.
But I also looked at Todd's ass. I mean, really...what else was I supposed to do. Trevor's is beautiful, but Todd? Holy fuck. Plump and firm, creamy white and smooth. I reached over and ran my hands over it a few times. Todd turned to me and smiled.
Then he went back to massaging Trevor's back, starting with the shoulders, then working his way down his spine, really digging into the his lower back. Trevor sighed a few times, and those sighs became more complicated when Todd took hold of the globes of Trevor's ass and began to work them, squeezing and pressing,
I was mesmerized, just watching, but then I got on the bed and lay down beside Trevor. He turned and gave me this look: kind of eager and kind of anxious. He reached down and took my cock in his hand, stroking almost absently. I leaned in and kissed him a few times, whispering, “Isn't he something?”
Trevor nodded and whispered back, “He's something all right...” It felt like an odd statement. I looked up and watched as Todd leaned down and stuck his nose in the crack of Trevor's ass, inhaling, He seemed to be really into sensations and feeling. I saw his tongue appear and he ran it up and down in the space between his buttocks a few times. Trevor began to moan and fuck the bed very slowly.
Todd looked up and said, “You like that, Trev? You have a beautiful ass...”
I absolutely loved that he called him 'Trev'. I had never dared do that, but when Todd said it, it felt like a caress, like a gentle, erotic touch. Our Trev didn't say anything, but continued to slowly thrust into the bed. Todd leaned down again and his tongue snaked out and he pulled Trevor's ass cheeks apart, bending deeper, his tongue darting into him. Trevor moaned a little louder and his hips gyrated. He pushed his ass up so Todd could go deeper. Todd began to moan as well.
Watching Todd work was driving me crazy. I was stroking my own cock slowly, but I wanted more. I sat us so my cock was resting on Trevor's cheek whose eyes were shut. He opened them and smiled at me. He ran his nose over the head of my prick and then, when Todd dug a finger into his asshole, he closed them, opened his mouth and I slid my cock in.
I looked over at Todd who gave me an approving look, saying, “Your Trev has a gorgeous ass and you have a gorgeous cock...” He looked down and, licking two of his fingers, nudged them into Trevor who made a low 'mmmmm' noise around my cock. Then Todd said to me, “I want you to watch me fuck him, Mark. And imagine me fucking you next. How's that sound?”
He was like a sorcerer, weaving a spell and it was working. I leaned over and pulled his head to mine, kissing him, my tongue lazily entwining with his. He leaned back and gave me this smile that seemed to say so much. I felt my cock twitch in Trevor's mouth, could feel a gush of precum flow onto his tongue. He moaned and I saw his hips rise as if he was fucking the bed.
I looked back at Todd's hand. He now had four fingers in Trevor's hole, and he rotated his hand, stretching and massaging, just as he had done on Trevor's back.
Then he slowly pulled his hand out and in a move that almost made me shoot into Trevor's mouth, he put his fingers into his mouth and sucked, looking me directly in the eyes. I was entranced. I leaned in and we kissed again, a little more hungrily.
I whispered just as our lips separated, “Save your cum for my ass, Todd...” Even as I said the words, I could tell I was saying more than just wanting him to breed me. I was making a declaration and it terrified me even as it made me feel more excited than I had in years.
Todd gave me the slightest smile and nodded. He turned and took Trevor's shoulders in his hands and pulled him up. Trevor turned and their mouths met and it felt like everything that Todd had been doing had led to that kiss. It was slow, and deep, taking each other's tongues in, their lips mashing together. They seemed to hold each other for ages, Todd's hands running up and down Trevor's back, Trevor slowly stroking Todd's very long, very hard cock.
I saw Todd kiss his way to Trevor's ear, and he was whispering something to him. It seemed to act like another spell because Trevor, as if in a trance, nodded and lay down on his back, spreading his legs, raising his hips, offering himself to be fucked. I had never seen Trevor...submit is the best word, as if it was wasn't just about desire.
Todd gave him a smile, then turned to me, pulling my face close and said, “And remember, when I fuck him, Mark, imagine it's me fucking you at the same time.” My cock twitched and I could feel it flowing with pre-cum.
I couldn't speak I was so enflamed. I nodded. I reached for the lube, but Todd shook his head. He said, “No need.”
I decided to see what would happen. I look at that magnificent cock of his and the head was wet, and there was a stream of juice flowing from it. He then said to me, “Why don't you get me all wet, Mark. Give me some attention. I know you like having me in your mouth...”
I almost came, but I managed to hold myself. I leaned down and let Todd push that beautiful thing into my mouth. I remembered how it had felt the last time, so I let him in, I relaxed my throat and just let him in. But then I used a lot of spit and tried to cover as much of it as I could.
Todd gently pulled out and moved closer to Trevor. He looked down at him and said, “Your body is so beautiful, Trev, your ass is stunning, your asshole seems so welcoming...will you let me fuck you, Trev?
With a kind of desperation, Trevor said, “Yeah, fuck me, Todd. Do what you want with me.”
It was another of Trevor's ambiguous statements. I could tell he wanted to be fucked by Todd, but at the same time, he seemed almost detached from it. But Todd smiled and aimed his cock and began to push. Just as with his fingers, he moved slowly and I watched as that monster of a piece of muscle gradually went in, stretching, but steadily Trevor kept relaxing until Todd's balls rested on Trevor's ass, and at the same time, Todd managed to move his body forward so his lips met Trevor's at precisely the same moment.
Todd pulled back really slowly, then just as slowly moved forward, his cock stretching Trevor, while still kissing him. I leaned down and saw it go in. I could see Trevor's hole expanding. He began to moan into Todd's mouth. Todd did it again, oh-so-slowly. I ran my hand over Todd's perfect ass. Todd's head rose and said, “What would make this perfect, Mark, what would make this the best experience I've had in years, is if you fucked me at the same time. Can you do that?”
I was hoping he might want this. I kissed his shoulder, then leaned down and licked the cleft of his perfect ass and said, “Oh yes. I can.”
Todd looked serious for a moment. He said, “I rarely get fucked, but I want you in me so bad...but use some lube, please....”
So I did. I reached for it and got myself all slippery, then I did the same to Todd's delicate, tight hole. While I did, he and Trevor started to kiss again and the sound of their mouths was making me crazy. I slid some fingers into Todd, trying to mimic his slow, sensuous movements. It was Todd's turn to gasp and moan, and his hips slid around my fingers.
I got behind him and wrapped my arms around his torso. I slid my cock up and down the crack of his stunning ass, then found his hole with the head of my cock. I pushed a little, then waited, kissing his back, then pushed some more. I said, “Tell me if...”
He cut me off. “I want you in there, Mark. More than anything. I want you to fuck me.”
It felt like an order and the loveliest permission I had ever heard. I kept pushing, my hot prick slowly stretching him until our bodies collided. He felt warm and strong and his back was slightly sweaty. His chest was broad and solid.. I ran my fingers over his nipples and he groaned and pushed back, my cock going deeper, his meaty ass squishing against me.
Then he got up so we were both vertical and he turned and we awkwardly tried to kiss, which we managed for a second. I glanced at Trevor who was watching us and I felt a little stab of guilt. Was I enjoying this too much? Because it felt like Todd and I were having a long, deep conversation the whole time with Trevor sitting there watching us.
But I decided not to care, so I whispered in Todd's ear, “This is your show now, Todd. Your ass feels so good and yeah, it feels like you're fucking me while I fuck you.” It was crazy what I felt. It felt like some kind of incantation that we were sharing. Who was fucking who was irrelevant.
He turned to me and gave me this look. I can hardly describe it. It was warm and intent. Still and intense. It was like he was confirming something to me without words. It made me think of what I had felt after I had first met him: that he wasn't going anywhere away from me. It felt illicit and exciting even though Trevor was right there watching us. He was fucking Trevor, but it really felt like it was just the two of us.
He looked down at Trevor and said, “Are you going to take me, Trev? Can you handle me?” Todd took a long, slow thrust. I watched the muscles of his back shift. I ran my hand over his shoulders. He pushed his ass back and my cock moved into him slowly, his tightness caressing me. He moaned and flexed his hips forward. I heard Trevor gasp. I put a hand on Todd's solid shoulder and reached around and took one of his nipples in my fingers, squeezing and rolling it around. Gasping, Todd said, “Fuck...Mark...”
I felt his hips move back and my cock go even deeper into him. He groaned and then leaned down and kissed Trevor this time, then he sat up and leaned into me. I managed to say, although my voice was shaking from all the intensity, “You feel so fucking good, Todd. Your ass feels so...fucking...good.”
He turned to me again and I could see that he was moved. He said, “Yeah? You feel so good in me, Mark. I want your cum in me.”
And then we stopped talking. Very slowly, Todd's body moved faster and faster. He thrusts got deeper and longer. I held onto him for dear life, feeling his body get hotter and sweat began to fun down his back between us and down his chest. I looked over his shoulder at Trevor who seemed to be in an altered state, his eyes focused on something we couldn't see, as if a spirit only he could see had entered the room.
I had to hold myself back. My body wanted to cum, but I wanted this to last, so I concentrated on Todd, rather than me. In a little while his movement got more intense, more primal. Eventually, I could feel his body trembling so I whispered in his ear, “Save yourself for me, Todd...”
He leaned down and managed to kiss Trevor for a second, then he moved back and said, “Yeah, Mark...you're next. But give me your cum first.”
And with that, I was able to let go, something wild and electric went through my body, centred on my balls which, as I almost hyperventilated, begin to empty cum into him so hard I though I was going to be pushed backward. I could feel my cock bathing the insides of him, that soft, hot tunnel coated with my juices.
Todd stopped and took a few deep breaths, then he turned to me and kissed me as best he could at that angle, then said, “Now you..”
He very gently pulled himself out of Trevor, leaned down and kissed him, moving his mouth all over Trevor's face, cleaning up the cum that lay there in pools, feeding to him with more sloppy kisses.
I wasn't sure how he wanted me, but then he turned and pulled me onto his lap so we were face-to-face, his dick pressing into the space between my balls and my ass I pulled myself forward, my arms wrapped around his torso and I felt the head of that amazing thing pressing at my asshole, then opening me up. And I did open up to him, letting him slide in as I sat down. It was huge. I was used to Trevor, but this was another thing altogether. I was amazed that Trevor had managed to take him.
Todd gasped and pulled me closer as if he needed support. Our chests were in full contact, his hard nipples pressing into my skin. He smelled spicy and intense. We began to kiss, our hands on the back of each other's heads as I began to pull up and then Todd thrust as I sat down on that pole. And we did it again. And again. Faster, deeper. We kissed like we were insane. He moved his hands down so they were supporting my ass as he dug into me deep. I kept wanting to hold him tighter and I lost track of time and space and was taken away to a place where all I could feel was Todd's mouth, his giant meaty cock and his strong sweaty body wrapped around mine. Faster and faster we moved, him smacking me from below. It was painful but the best possible pain, the kind of pain that really was all-out pleasure in disguise.
Trevor suddenly appeared beside us and stood up. I glanced at his face which was surprisingly still, but he fed us his cock as Todd fucked me, holding our heads together so he could slide it between our lips, his pubes tickling my nose.
It had reached an intensity that I knew couldn't last and Todd, hammering me from below, finally threw his head back, his mouth open, and without a sound, began to shake and I could feel his cock pulsing inside me and my own dick, being massaged by Todd's smooth chest, just erupted, sending a fountain of cum up between us, splashing on our chins, running down between us, lubricating us. How my body had produced another load so fast, I don't know. But Todd leaned in and sucked my cum off my chin with a kind of purring sound, then we started to kiss again, trading that tangy stuff between us.
Trevor pushed his dick between our lips again just as he exploded and Todd and I moved so that he was shooting in both our mouths at the same time. I moaned and swallowed and finally Trevor pushed his dick in my mouth and fucked my throat. Todd leaned down and sucked on Trevor's big balls.
Todd leaned back as Trevor collapsed on the bed. I had to lie down next to him and Todd almost feel down beside me. I could smell the heady scent of guys in rut, all steamy and animal. There was sweat running down Todd's face. I turned to Trevor and our mouths met softly. I said, “You all right?”
He looked at me a moment, a small smile on his face, and he said, “Yeah. I'm just fine.” His words seemed complicated.
I turned back to Todd and he was watching us. He pulled my face to his and said, “I filled you with my cum, Mark. And yours is in me.”
He didn't say anything else, but I knew what he was saying. He was saying that we, in a way, consummated something between us. And I wanted more. Holy fuck did I want more. I never thought this would happen. That someone other than Trevor could be the only person I could think about. Todd's clear eyes never wavered and I could tell he knew what I was thinking because he leaned forward and kissed me a whole bunch of times. He said, “Yes.” Then he seemed to remember himself and that Trevor was lying beside us. He sat up and grinned at us and said, “That was fucking fantastic, yeah? I am so happy we did that!”
He leaned over and kissed Trevor who almost seemed surprised, but tousled Todd's curls. Todd kissed me and then collapsed back on the bed. We lay, just breathing and I must have drifted off...
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