Blake & Taylor's Wild Weekend

Blakes body writhed with pleasure as the enormous piece of flesh penetrated deep into his ass. He threw his head back and grunted loudly with each thrust, his mysterious partner’s pelvis slapping his toned, round ass. He could feel his tight hole stretching as the thick tool pounded him.

“Oh FUCK!” he cried. He searched the blackness for a face, but all he could see was the glowing, perfect body.

“Fuuuccckkk!!!” He yowled again as a massive load of cum shot from the tip of his cock, spraying up his stomach and chest, all the way to his chin.

Suddenly, his eyes opened. The room was full of the bright, June morning sun. He blinked. There was nobody with him, but he could feel his warm cream, splattered on his torso. He looked down at the droplets and then around the room.

“Damnit!” he said out loud, even though he was alone, “that was a hot fuckin’ dream.”

He looked down at his cum spattered chest again and smiled. It had been forever since he had had a wet dream like that. He just wished that he had been able to see the face of his dreamy fuck partner.

Blake looked at the clock next to his bed. 8:25 am. He sat up and threw his legs over the side of the bed and ran his fingers through is light blond hair. Leaving his left hand on the back of his head, he ran his right pointer finger through several of the large cum droplets on his tight, toned stomach, scooping it up and sticking it in his mouth. He loved the taste and feel of cum in his mouth.

“Shit!” He suddenly remembered that his friend, Taylor was coming over around nine. He leaped off of his bed and hurried out of his room and down the hall to the bathroom. He was thankful that his parents had left the day before for their vacation home in Long Island. They would likely take exception to Blake running down the hall, naked and covered in his own cum.

Blake washed quickly. If he knew Taylor at all, he knew he would be early. The two had been friends since they were little. They were the type of friends that did everything together. Had the same classes in school, played the same sports, had the same hobbies. Today, they were going to the river to jet ski. They had discussed going camping, but with Blakes parents out of town, they decided to stay at his house. They planned on watching movies all night and taking full advantage of the full bar in the rec room over the garage.

Stepping out of the shower, Blake grabbed the perfectly folded towel from the shelf next to the shower, opened it up and began toweling himself off. He hadn’t noticed Taylor standing in the open doorway leaning against the side.

“Dude,” Taylor announced, “there’s jizz all over the edge of your bed.”

Startled, Blake jumped and turned toward the door. His towel around his shoulders, he stood facing his friend, his large, uncut cock in full view.

Taylor, having seen Blake naked many times, looked him up and down. A wry smile appeared on his face.

Blake just stood there for a moment looking intently at his very handsome best friend. He wore faded jeans and a loose fitting, bright blue crew neck t-shirt. Along his chin line was several days of whisker growth. It wasn’t sloppy though… Taylor was anything but sloppy, keeping it very nicely groomed.

“So, what the fuck is up with that?”

“Up with what?” Blake asked.

“The fucking cum all over your bed,” Taylor started back, “you have a morning jack off session, or what?”

Blake didn’t answer immediately, but just chuckled, finished drying himself off, and wrapped his towel around his waist. He and Taylor had multiple jack off sessions together, the mere thought of which was causing a growing bulge beneath his towel. It was just a teenage guy thing, although he had long running fantasies about he and Taylor. He wanted more… so much more, but had never pursued anything.

“Naw, man,” Blake finally answered, “had a wet dream.”

“Well that’s good,” Taylor said, stepping aside as Blake headed out the bathroom door and back to his bathroom. Taylor followed a few steps behind. He went on, “cause I’d-a-been pissed if you had jacked without me.”

This comment might have surprised Blake, except the sexual inuendo’s regularly flew back and forth between the two. Blake turned, taking a few steps backwards and saying, “one of these times I’m gonna make you suck it.” Not waiting for a reply, he grinned deviously and turned back around, entering his bedroom.

“Ha!” Taylor jeered, “only if you suck mine, too.”

“Anytime, anywhere,” Blake bellowed, proceeding across his room to the dresser. He turned, once again to face his friend. He leaned back against the dresser, placing the heals of his hands on it and leaning back slightly. His semi-erect dick was now quite pronounced through behind his towel. He was sure this was their typical banter, but intended this move to be an invitation for the time to be now.

Taylor walked directly up to Blake, looking deep into his eyes. With a swift move, his right hand reached forward and grabbed Blake’s full, thick package and squeezed gently. “Dude!” he exclaimed, “you getting hard?”

Now this did catch Blake off guard. With all of the jack sessions and sexual inuendo’s, never had Taylor touched him… certainly not his cock. “Uhhh… maybe,” his voice trembled with anticipation.

Taylor chuckled and released his grip on Blakes tool. “It’s cool, man,” Taylor paused before finishing, “so am I.” He bit his bottom lip, placing both hands, open, on either side of the significant bulge in his jeans. He thrust his hips forward and grunted.

This eased Blake’s nervousness about what had almost become the first awkward moment between the inseparable pair. Together the laughed and Taylor turned and headed for the backpack he had tossed on Blake’s bed earlier.

With his back toward Blake, Taylor pulled a pair of board shorts from the bag and tossed them on the bed. Blake watched as his friend stripped his clothes and underwear. He stepped into his shorts and pulled them up over his beautiful, round ass.

“M, mmm, mmmm,” Blake sounded, turning to retrieve his own trunks from his dresser. He dropped his towel to the floor and put on the shorts.

When the two were ready, they headed out of Blakes room and down stairs to the kitchen. The two talked, joked and laughed as they ate some cereal and fruit. When they had finished breakfast, they cleaned up the kitchen and loaded a cooler with a six pack of beer and some snacks for their day at the river.

Outside, the two hitched up the trailer that held two jet skis to the back of Blakes red, 4-door Jeep Wrangler and headed out for their day at the river. Neither of them spoke of their encounter that morning, it was as if it had never happened. Blake couldn’t stop thinking about it though. He had so badly wanted to drop down on his knees in front of Taylor, sucking him until he shot a load down his throat. He tried to put the thought out of his mind, but decided that he might try to push the envelope a little further later that night. It was their plan to have a horror movie marathon and get drunk. Blake thought, maybe when Taylor was adequately intoxicated, he would put the moves on.

When the sun was getting low in the sky, the two returned to the boat ramp and loaded the jet skis back onto the trailer. After a quick stop at the market for snacks, they hit the Redbox for their selection of 4 movies. Leaving the store and heading for Blakes house, Taylor called to order a pizza for delivery.

The Jeep pulled into the circle driveway, passing Taylor’s convertible, white BMW. Blake brought the vehicle to a stop and the two leaped out.

“Let’s leave the trailer hitched for now,” Blake said, heading for the front door.

“Cool,” Taylor responded, following his friend.

Inside, they dropped their backpacks next to the front door, kicked off their slides and headed for the kitchen. Setting the bag of snacks on the counter, Blake turned to face Taylor, who was swiping his phone. Since he wasn’t paying attention, Blake took the opportunity to admire his friend’s beautiful body. His shirtless upper torso was lean, but well defined. His dark, silver dollar sized nipples adorned each peck, making Blake drool desiring to tease them with his tongue. Neatly groomed chest hair turned into a thin line as it proceeded down his rippling abs, fanning out at his naval into the tidy mass of pubic hair that he could see peeking over the waistband of his shorts, sitting very low on his waist.

“Take a picture…” Taylor said, not looking up.

Blake had been busted, but didn’t know how. His heart leaped but eased when he saw the sassy smile appear on Taylor’s full lips, who now looked up at him. With a big grin, Blake raised his phone and snapped a picture, to which Taylor made a goofy face.

Blake laughed, “you’re such a nut.” He immediately felt stupid making such a lame comment.

“I’ll give you a nut,” Taylor reached down with his free hand and wrapped his thumb and pointer finger around his bulge. With two quick jerks of his hand, he pulled up, making it even more pronounced.

The two roared with laughter, but inside, Blake was beginning to think that maybe, just maybe, Taylor wanted it, too. There had always been plenty of insinuations, but never this concentrated and direct.

“All in good time,” Blake shot back, still laughing. “Beer?”

“For sure.” Taylor approved.

Blake grabbed two bottles of beer from the fridge returned to Taylor. He set one on the counter, twisted the cap off the other and raised it to his mouth. “Want this one?” Blake asked, sliding his tongue around the top.

Taylor grabbed the bottle out of Blake’s hand. “Gimme that, you fuck!” he said, then traced the path of Blake’s tongue with his own.

Putting his lips to the bottle, Taylor tipped it back, not bringing it down until it was empty, looking out the corner of his eye at Blake the entire time. He slammed it down on the counter, and grabbed the still unopened bottle from the counter. Mimicking what Blake had done, he popped the lid, ran his tongue around the top and extended it to Blake with a wink.

Blake bit his bottom lip, took the bottle, ran his tongue around it top and downed it, just as Taylor had done. Setting it down on the counter, he said, “ready for another?”

“Oh, yeah.” Taylor didn’t wait for Blake, but retrieved two more bottles from the fridge. He quickly returned and extended one to Blake. The two popped their tops and drank. Blake was certain it was going to be a good night.

“Lets take this upstairs,” Blake suggested, “the bar is stocked in the rec room.

Taylor grabbed the bag of snacks from the counter, his beer still in the other hand. With a jerk of his head and a wink, he motioned toward the stairs. “Let’s do this.”

As the two passed the entry way, the doorbell rang.

“That must be the pizza.” Blake said, and with an abrupt turn to the right proceeded to the front door. Sure enough, the pizza delivery guy stood on the other side of the now open door, two boxes in hand.

“Pizza for Taylor?” he inquired.

Blake estimated that their handsome pizza deliver boy was no more than 16. He was that pizza deliver boy that he had always fantasized about, but never gotten.

“That’s me,” Taylor responded, now standing close behind and slightly to the side of Blake.

“I got it,” Blake said. He looked down as he fished some cash from his pocket. How much is it?” he asked, thumbing through the cash, now in his hands.

“$45.50,” came the reply, a voice as sweet and innocent as the boy appeared to be. He was shorter than Blake, but it was obvious he had a nice body beneath the tight black t-shirt and ripped up jeans. His black hair was messy, surrounding his smooth, soft face.

Blake peeled out three twenties from the wad of cash. Looking back up, he noticed the boy eyeing the two of them, both wearing nothing but their low riding shorts. A devious grin crossed his lips as he handed the twenties to the hottie. “Keep the change.”

The boy looked intently at Blake. “Uh… thanks,” he said, with a beautiful smile, his gleaming white teeth showing between his pink, full lips.

“No problem,” Blake smiled back.

At that moment, Taylor stepped forward a bit to be standing right next to Blake. He threw his right arm around Blake’s shoulder and said, “Beer, Pizza and movies all night.” Then to Blake, “I think he should come back when he gets off, don’t you?”

Blake glanced at Taylor and then back at the boy. “For sure.”

“Ummm… sure.” The response, came quickly, and then, “not off ‘til 2, though.” He shoved the cash into his pocket.

“We’ll be up,” Blake assured with a smile. “Drunk… but up.”

“Ok,” the boy responded, “maybe I’ll see you later then.” He turned and headed back to his car, topped with the pizza deliver sign.

Blake closed the door and turned to Taylor. “What the fuck was that about?” he asked, “do you know him?”

Taylor laughed, “Naw,” he paused, “but it’ll be fun to get the kid fucked up.”

Pizza now in hand, along with the rest of the food, the two headed up the stairs to the rec room. They piled the food on the coffee table and Taylor prepared some concoction of liquor and soda while Blake started up the entertainment system and put in the first movie.

“Fuck, man,” it’s already 9:30,” Blake noted as they plopped down on the plush, soft sofa.

“You got someplace better to be?” Taylor joked.

“No place I’d rather be,” Blake tapped Taylor’s cheek gently with his flat hand.

“Same,” Taylor smiled and then a serious, but lusty look came across his face, biting his bottom lip.

Blake had never seen this look before, at least not that he had noticed. To him it said, I’m gonna fuck the hell out of you later. Had he just missed it?

Taylor’s smile came back with a wink. “You gonna start the movie, or what?”

Blake started the movie, and cranked the volume through the premium surround sound system. The two watched the first movie, eating and drinking their way through it. They polished off one of the Pizza’s and a bag of chips, as well as, several of Taylor’s alcoholic specialties. By the time the movie was over, they were both feeling quite a buzz.

“Dude,” Blake said, “what the fuck are you putting in these?”

Taylor chuckled, “Everything.”

“Nice!” Blake slapped his hand on his friend’s thigh and stood to his feet. “I’m gonna grab a quick shower before we start the next movie.”

Blake headed out of the rec room toward the bathroom, Taylor called after him, “I’ll grab one after you.”

Ten minutes later, and done with his shower, Blake toweled himself off. He threw the towel over his shoulder and headed for the door as Taylor came in. He had stripped off his clothes already and entered the bathroom completely naked, his nicely endowed cock swinging in front of him as he walked. Blake couldn’t help to admire it, but had to force himself not to stare.

Again, Taylor caught him looking. “Remember,” he blurted, “you promised to suck it later.” He slapped Blake’s ass as they passed.

Blake went to his room and retrieved a pair of athletic shorts from his dresser. He decided to keep it comfortable and skip the underwear, pulling them on over his thick dick and round ass. If this didn’t get Taylor’s attention, he didn’t know what would. He headed back to the rec room, but on the way wondered if Taylor’s comment was an invitation to suck him in the shower. He couldn’t figure out if it was just all banter, or real desire. He decided not to return to the bathroom, but instead continued to the rec room to set up the next movie.

No sooner did Blake sit down than Taylor re-entered the rec room. He plopped down on the sofa, sitting closer than he had before. He wore a tight-fitting pair of boxer briefs through which Blake could clearly see the shape of his friend’s dick. Every vein was embossed in the tightly stretched fabric as it traveled to the left and down his thigh a full eight inches. At the end, he could see the shape of the large, mushroom shaped head.

Blake could feel his own cock grow inside his shorts. He glanced down to see it was beginning to make a tent out of them. Nervously, he shot a glance over at Taylor who was watching the opening credits. Relieved, he, too moved his eyes to the screen.

The two watched the movie intently. Blake hadn’t forgotten about Taylors cock, clearly on display through his tight underwear. Out of the corner of his eye, not wanting Taylor to notice, he looked again toward the massive package. To his surprise, it had grown stiff. The soft curve was gone and replaced by a longer, straight shaft, still going down his leg. Even more surprising, at some point, Taylor had pulled up his underwear so that the head and a couple inches of the shaft were sticking out. Taylor’s right hand lay in his crotch, his fingers gently massaging his full, round balls.

Without realizing it, he had forgotten about the movie and was staring, very obviously, at Taylors massive cock. While he did, Taylor reached down with his left hand and pulled the leg of his underwear up, further exposing the long piece of meat. There was a small, glistening puddle of clear pre-cum on his left thigh. Blake licked his lips. It was more than he could take. Reaching down into his own shorts, he gently pulled on his own cock, still gazing at Taylor’s.

Suddenly, Taylor placed his hand on the back of Blakes head and, without a word pulling gently down, moving his face toward his dick. Blake did not resist. He bent down willingly until his face was close to Taylor’s cock. With his tongue, he licked the pool of clear liquid off of his thigh and followed it to the tip of his cock. Wrapping his soft lips around the large head, he sucked gently until all the pre-cum was gone.

Leaving his lips wrapped around Taylor’s oozing head, Blake moved from the sofa so that he was on his knees in front of him. Taylor pulled Blake off, and placing his fingers under his chin, he lifted his head slightly. Their eyes met.

Taylor smiled, “is this any time… and is here anywhere?” He hooked his thumbs on his waistband and pulled his underwear down to the floor. His throbbing, hard cock, no longer restrained by the fabric, stuck straight into the air.

Blake placed his left hand high on Taylor’s left thigh and with his right, pulled his dick toward him. His lips slid around the head once again and down the shaft. It tasted so go, but Blake couldn’t take it all. About two-thirds the way down, the large leaking tip hit the back of his throat. He started a rhythmic motion, sliding his mouth up and down the shaft.

Taylor laid his head back on the overstuffed cushions of the couch and moaned softly as Blake increased the pace. “Fuck, that feels so good.” He placed his hand on the back of Blake’s head and pushed down with every downward movement of his head.

This made Blakes hard cock twitch. He could feel the steady flow of pre-cum running down his dick. He was now sucking aggressively as Taylor’s body writhed with pleasure. As much as he loved sucking his friend’s dick, he really wanted to climb on top of him and take it deep into his ass.

“Will you fuck me?” Blake asked, pausing.

“Fuck yeah, I will.” Taylor agreed.

Blake stood slowly and placed his knees on each side of Taylor’s hips. He reached around with his left hand and grabbed the wet, slippery cock and pressing the tip of it against his tight pink hole, slowly began lowering his virgin ass onto Taylor’s rock-hard meat. Taylor reached around and grabbed Blakes ass cheeks and spread them wide apart as he let his weight carry him down. He moved very slowly as his virgin ass spread around the massive head.

“Ugghh…” Blake yelped as the mushroom shape popped in. After pausing for a moment, he let out a long breath and continued the downward movement, taking Taylors dick, inch by inch, until it was deep inside of him, feeling his ass cheeks rest on Taylor’s thighs.

Blake looked down into Taylor’s eyes. He paused, keeping Taylor’s full dick deep inside of him. Bending down, their lips met for the first time. It was like a dream… like every dream of Taylor that Blake had ever had. As they kissed passionately, Blake slowly rose up, letting Taylors cock slide out of him until the head of his dick was just inside Blake’s hole. Easing back down on the throbbing shaft, the two continued to kiss, their tongues mingling inside each other’s mouth. Taylor’s cock pistoned inside of Blake as he slowly increased the pace. In a rhythmic motion, Blake rode Taylor’s shaft, continuing to increase the pace.

Taylor threw his head back, “Oh, fuck, dude,” he cried out, “this is everything I had ever imagined it would be.”

Blake was now raising up and slamming down with furry as sweat beaded up on his face and body. With each downward motion, Taylor thrust his hips, driving his ten inches deep inside of his friend.

Blake looked down at his own hard cock, watching as it slapped Taylor’s stomach, pre-cum spattering with each. He watched as Taylor scooped up a puddle of the clear liquid with his finger and stuck it into his mouth, sucking it off. He then scooped some more and stuck his dripping finger inside Blake’s mouth.

“Mmmm…” Blake moaned.

“Ride me harder!” Taylor demanded, thrusting his hips up even harder.

Blake complied, as Taylor fucked the hell out of his tight ass. He grasped his own cock and began to stroke as he rode. Taylor’s girth was bringing Blake close to the edge of climax, so he stroked his dick hard.

“Oh, FUCK!” With that, Blake’s cock erupted, shooting a huge load of warm man milk all over Taylor’s stomach and chest. A few droplets even landed on Taylor’s chin and lips, as several sprits of cum shot out.

“Fuck,” Taylor moaned, “I’m gonna shoot.”

This caused Blake to ride even harder, sweat running down his face. He could feel Taylor’s dick pulsing inside of him as it slid in and out.

“Uuuugghhhhh,” Taylor’s body jerked beneath Blake as his nuts emptied their load. Shot after shot, the warm cream pumped inside of Blake until it seeped out of his hole around Taylor’s shaft. With one final downward movement, Blake came to a stop, Taylor’s dick deep in his ass. Blake collapsed on top of his friend, cum smearing between their hot sweaty bodies.

The movie continued to play, but they ignored it. For a long time, they just stayed still, Blake on top of Taylor, his cock within.

“That was fucking amazing,” Taylor finally said. “I would have never thought that would happen between us.”

Blake lifted himself and looked deep into Taylor’s eyes, leaned forward for another kiss, and then, “I have to confess,” he started, “I’ve been fantasizing about it for a long time.”

Taylor smiled, “So have I.” He bit his bottom lip and slapped Blakes ass, “we should grab a shower.”

Blake nodded and slowly slid off of Taylor, stood, and took his hand, escorting him out of the rec room and toward the shower.

At 1:30, Blake and Taylor were back on the couch where they had fucked, once again watching the third horror flick and nursing a couple more of Taylor’s special drinks. Both of them feeling quite buzzed.

“So,” Taylor started, shoving a handful of popcorn into his mouth, “you think that kid will come by?”

Blake, confused at first, looked at his friend, “Oh, you mean the pizza guy?”

“Yeah,” Taylor replied.

Blake shrugged, “dunno,” he said with a devious smile, “what do you have in mind with him?”

“Get him drunk,” Taylor searched his friends face for approval, “and then maybe he can service us in another way.”

Blake’s eye’s gave their approval, “that’d be so fucking hot,” he agreed, “he’s a fucking hottie.”

Taylor glanced over at a clock across the room. It read 2 am. “He should be getting off now,” he said, “I guess we’ll find out soon.”

Blake smiled and nodded, “I guess so.”

The two resumed watching the movie, both still naked after showering. Sure enough, at 2:15 am, the doorbell rang through the house. Blake and Taylor looked at each other and smiled.

“He’s nothing if not prompt,” Taylor suggested, standing to his feet and pulling on his tight boxer-briefs which left little to the imagination.

Blake also stood and pulled on the athletic shorts he had had on earlier, his thick, soft cock very evident through the thin fabric.

Together the two headed for the front door, trotting down the stairs with anticipation. Blake pulled open the front door and sure enough, there was the hot little pizza kid.

He had apparently showered and changed. His spicy, soapy smell followed him as he stepped in saying, “Hey.”

“Welcome,” Blake offered his knuckles for a fist bump.

The young hottie complied, first extending his fist to Blake, then to Taylor. “I’m Hudson, by the way.”

“Taylor,” came the first response, and then…

“Blake.”

Hudson’s attention momentarily remained on Taylor. He scanned his toned body from head to toe. “You always answer the door in your underwear?” he asked with a smile.

“Depends on who I’m expecting” came Taylor’s smiling response.

Hudson smiled back and then turned to Blake. Like he had Taylor, Hudson scanned Blake from top to bottom, pausing briefly on the shape beneath his athletic shorts. “I assume this is your place?”

“It is,” Blake responded and jerked his head toward the stairs. “Movie’s, food and drink are upstairs.”

Blake closed and locked the front door and the three headed up the stairs to the rec room. The movie they had just started was frozen on the screen, and Hudson noticed the smell of alcohol in the room.

“Seems like maybe I have some catchin’ up to do.” Hudson motioned toward the half empty bottles of liquor on the bar.

“I got you,” Taylor moved swiftly to the bar and fixed one of his specialties.

Blake retrieved his and Taylor’s glass from the coffee table and took it to the bar. The three drinks prepared, the three moved to the seating area. Hudson plopped down in an overstuffed chair while Blake and Taylor returned to their places on the sofa.

The three enjoyed their drinks and chatted for a few minutes. Hudson, having not eaten anything since before his shift, took a handful of chips from a bag. They learned that Hudson was in fact 16, as they had guessed. He’d only been working at the pizza place for a week, which would explain why Blake and Taylor had never seen him before, since they were pretty frequent customers. In fact, not only was he new to the pizza place, but had just moved to town a couple weeks prior. He would be joining them at their high school at the end of summer.

“Nice,” Blake said. At least you’ll know us.

“Yeah,” Hudson agreed, “It will be nice to know someone.”

After a few more minutes of chatting, Blake picked up the remote and pressed play. He also used the remote to turn off the main lights, leaving only a few perimeter lights on. They all relaxed into their seats and watched. Together they watched the cheesy horror flick as one character hacked another’s head off with a hatchet.

As the movie played on, Taylor noticed Hudson eyeing him and Blake. He didn’t make it obvious that he had noticed, though. Watching him out of the corner of his eye, Taylor reached over and placed his hand high on Blake’s thigh.

Blake looked down at Taylor’s hand and then at Hudson, who quickly looked away, back at the screen. Then he looked at Taylor who smiled with a wink.

Taylor moved his hand and began rubbing Blake’s bulging cock gently, pretending to watch the movie, but really watching Hudson for a response.

Hudson was no longer watching the movie at all, but gazed openly at the growing tent beneath Blake’s stomach. He licked his lips and looked at Taylor, their eyes meeting. Taylor winked and motioned with his head for Hudson to come over. As Taylor pulled Blake’s now fully erect dick from his shorts, Hudson slowly rose from his chair and approached the pair on the couch. As he approached, Blake put his thumbs in the waist band of his shorts and, raising his hips slightly, slowly slid them to the floor.

Hudson bent over, placing his hands on Blake’s knees, spreading them apart, and lowering himself to a kneeling positing between them. Taylor pushed Blake’s cock out with his fingers and Hudson moved himself forward, taking the tip of Blake’s cock in his mouth. He slowly worked the head with his soft lips, and then plunging slowly, inch by inch down the shaft, taking more in his mouth.

Taylor moved forward, reached down and pulled Hudson’s shirt off and then pulled off his own underwear, his large endowment, flopping out. Hudson shifted, leaning over and now taking Taylor’s dick in his mouth after licking the clear pre-cum from the tip. After switching back and forth between the to, Hudson stood and pulled his shorts down and stepped out of them. His hard cock stood at attention and curved slightly to the right.

Taylor leaned forward and grasped the average, but beautiful dick in his hands, engulfing the full length in his warm mouth, the tip hitting the back of his throat. He reached around and, grabbing each of Hudson’s ass cheeks in each hand, pulled them apart. He sucked vigorously, Hudson tossing his head back.

Without thinking about it, Hudson stepped up onto the couch and placed his hands on the back of it on either side of Taylor’s head as Taylor continued to suck.

Blake watch in awe as his friend sucked the pizza kid thoroughly. Then he stood and moved around behind Hudson, and spread his ass, revealing a beautiful, tight, pink hole. He leaned forward, and began gently teasing the opening with his tongue. The clean soapy smell filled Blake’s nostrils and his tight ass tasted almost sweet. This was the first time Blake had eaten a guy’s ass, and he liked it. Soon his was feverishly licking and digging his tongue into it. When it was wet with his spit, he stood again and pushed the tip of his thick meat at the opening, pressing gently.

“Fuck!” Hudson exclaimed as the tip of Blake’s cock popped into his eager ass. “Go slow,” he said, “I’ve never been fucked before.”

Pressing gently, Blake eased his thick meat into Hudson’s hole, Taylor still sucking his dick. About halfway in, he paused, then slid it back out, and then back in, going a little further. Blake repeated this, very slowly, soon sliding his full length into Hudson’s ass, grabbing his hips and pressing forward.

“Oh fuck!” Hudson moaned, “that feels so good.” He then removed his dick from Taylor’s mouth and slid forward, letting Blake’s cock come out of him.

Taylor turned and laid on the sofa, grabbing Hudson and pulling him on top of him. Hudson straddled Taylor’s lap, reached around, grabbed his dick and put the large tip against his hole. Using Blake’s pre-cum and saliva as lubricant, he slowly lowered himself, taking all ten inches into his depths.

Facing Hudson, Blake put his knees on each side of Taylor’s torso and lowered his ass to his face. He then leaned forward and kissed Hudson as Taylor spread his ass and vigorously dug his tongue in. Hudson pulsed up and down on Taylor’s cock as Taylor continued to work Blakes hole, periodically pausing to insert a finger. First, one, then two. Spreading Blakes ass wide, he licked some more, getting it wet and slippery. The fingers were inserted, this time two, then three. Blake moaned with pleasure and Hudson was now aggressively slamming his ass onto Taylors long rod while stroking his own dick.

After more licking, Taylor re-inserted three fingers and slowly slid his pinky in as well.

“FUCK!” Blake cried, “get it in there.”

Taylor obeyed, pushing the four fingers as deep as he could.

Blake, placing his hands on both Hudson’s shoulder, stopped his movement on top of Taylor. “I want you both in me,” he urged.

“Both of us?” Hudson questioned.

Blake didn’t answer, but stood, also lifting Hudson off of Taylor’s cock. He took Hudson’s former position, straddling Taylor’s lap and letting his dick slide all the way in him. Leaning forward, so his chest was against Taylor’s, Blake said, “Now you go in me.”

Hudson got on his knee’s behind Blake, and pushing his cock down with his fingers, placed the tip of his dick at Blake’s already penetrated hole. “You sure about this?”

“Put it the fuck in me!” Blake demanded.

Hudson slowly pressed the tip of his dick to the same opening that was already filled by Taylor’s sizeable shaft. It was tight… really tight, but he could feel the tight hole start to spread.

“FUUUCCCKKK!” Blake threw his head back and Hudson stopped, realizing that the head of his dick had popped it. He could feel Taylor’s dick twitch inside Blake’s ass.

“Shove it the fuck in!” Blake insisted.

With one swift forward thrust of his hips, Hudson’s entire cock was buried in Blake’s ass, pressing tightly against Taylor’s. Blake collapsed on top of Taylor panting heavily.

“Jesus… Fuck!” Blake let out.

Taylor placed his hands on both sides of Blake’s face and, lifting his head slightly, shoved his tongue into his friend’s mouth. The kissed passionately as Hudson started moving his hips, his cock sliding in and out of the double-penetrated hole.

“Oh, fuck,” Taylor said softly. “That feels fucking amazing.”

Blake’s ass now stretched, Hudson thrust his hips, his groin slapping Blakes ass.

“Fuck!” Hudson’s panted, “I’m gonna fucking cum.”

“DO IT!” Taylor demanded, “I’m going to as well.”

Hudson increased the pace, now slamming into Blake’s ass, his cock sliding easily against Taylor’s.

Taylor suddenly felt Blake’s warm fluid flowing from his dick between their bodies. “Ooooohhh!” Blake howled as he ejaculated, both dick’s buried in his ass.

Hudson was next… “Shit!” He moaned, “I’m cumming.” His cock pulsed and pumped several large squirts of semen into Blake.

Feeling the warm cream all around his cock, buried with Hudson’s deep in Blake’s ass, Taylor shot as well. Mixed with Hudson’s come, the creamy combination filled Blake’s hole to overflowing, seeping out around the two, fully embedded dicks.

Still deep within Blake, Hudson collapsed on top of the two friends. “Fuck, you guys are hot,” he exhaled.

Blake reached back and placed his hand on the back of Hudson’s head. He then kissed Taylor deeply.

After laying there for a while, Hudson raised himself, slowly extracting himself from Blake. Blake then raised himself, lifted off of Taylor and stood. He turned and kissed Hudson.

Grabbing each by the hand, Blake led them out of the room, “Let’s go grab a shower.”

After a long hot shower, the trio returned to the rec room. This time, all three remained naked, laying together on the sofa and starting another movie. None of them lasted long, but Hudson was the first to sleep, then Taylor, then Blake. The three slept, wrapped in each other’s arms.

In the morning, light filled the room. Blake blinked and looked around. At first, he thought it was all a dream, then realizing Taylor’s arms were wrapped around him and Hudson’s left arm was over them both. I should get up and make them breakfast, he thought, but decided to stay, enjoying the moment.

For then next couple of weeks, Blake and Taylor spent all of their time together. Their long friendship seemed to be becoming much more. Their days were full of outdoor activities, and their night’s, full of long, passionate sex. When he didn’t have to work, Hudson would pretty regularly join them and the three would fuck until the sun started to peak over the hilltops.