Boots

Six weeks later we were sitting in the kitchen when the doorbell rang. My home was barely recognisable. Dillon had moved in permanently a fortnight after the night his world shifted. He rearranged everything to suit his cleaning and cooking style. I didn’t care, I wasn’t going to be looking after any of the domestic stuff.  The place had always been clean, now it was spotless.

I sat at the table awaiting our guests. They were greeted and welcomed by the naked, collared ‘pet’ they knew.

“Welcome Bill, welcome Ted”, I said offering my hand as they came across the lounge.

“Why you calling us that?” said Boy One, confused.

“Just nick names from an old movie I recently watched on television”, I replied.

“Oh, I’ve heard of television”, said Boy Two being a genuinely witty smartarse. I gestured towards the seats at the table. Dillon prepared sodas and found a spot to stand out of the way.

“So, you still wanna do this?”, I asked

“Well, we’ve done everything you said, we’ve waited a month, talked about it, talked some more, even played a little between ourselves”, Said Bill, outlining how they had completed what I had advised. “But yes, we’re keen, that’s why we’re here”.

“Ok, you’ve done well. I just wanted to know it wasn’t an excuse for a random hook-up”, I said, stating what was true for me. “So what do you want to achieve?”

“We want to know the proper way to fuck!”, declared Ted, proving he was eager. “We see guys we like, you know, really like and we sort of don’t know where, or how to start”

“Start by saying hello”, I suggested

“Yeah, we know that part”, he fired back, “we can do the intros, but if it starts to go further, I get sort of freaked out. I get nervous that if we end up trying sex they’ll think I’m a loser”.

“I’m the same”, added Bill, “guys hit on me, but I’m not brave enough to do anything, in case they wanna go to bed. I just want to know how to handle it, so if I meet someone I like, I can go all the way”.

“They might not know how”, I offered trying to neutralise what I saw as the standard natural fears every virgin has.

“Well if they don’t, I can teach them”, countered Ted, “least if I know what to expect, I won’t be ‘the one who doesn’t know’ or worse, gets tricked”, Bill frantically nodded in agreement.

“So, we want to try everything, fucking and being fucked, proper head jobs, anything you can teach us”

“Why did you pick us?”, I asked

“Like I said in the texts and on the phone”, replied Bill, “you guys are already together, you won’t pretend to want to be boyfriends, just to fuck us. If you’re happy to teach us, we really want to learn”

“We can keep coming back if there’s too much stuff for today”, suggested Ted.

“Let’s just deal with now, and see how that goes, ok?”, they both agreed. “I’m going to ask some blunt questions, so I know where you’re at”, More nodding. “I’ll always tell you the truth, even if it stings and I expect you to do the same. No lies, about anything. Right?”

“Right!”, they said, eager to get on.

“Are you virgins, both of fucking, and being fucked?”, I asked flatly, “I mean, have you had your cocks inside anyone or each other?” They both shook their head ‘no’.

“Not even close”, said Ted.

“Same for me”, answered Bill, “desperate for it though”, he added.

“And your arses?, Ever had a cock inside?”

“No”, They answered in unison. “I’m sort of desperate for that too”, added Bill with Ted agreeing.

“And head jobs?”

“We tried it on each other but it was weird so we stopped after a few minutes. Does that count?”, I smiled at them both, messing with Ted’s hair to lighten the mood.

“Well, today when we play we’ll be bare, cause we’ve been tested and you haven’t been able to catch anything. How do you feel about that?” I asked not feeling terribly responsible, but seriously firming up.

“It’s ok by me, but does that mean if tomorrow we fuck someone and come back next week, we wear condoms?” asked Ted.

“Yes”, I stressed “not negotiable”.

“Ok then”.

“Good, so this is what I had in mind. We’ll start for a bit with learning how to fuck. We’ll use Dillon’s hole for that. How to get in and stay in, how to make sure it feels fantastic on your cock, different positions and stuff like that. Ok?”, Massive agreement, from both, they were excited. “You may as well start getting your gear off while I’m talking”, I suggested.

They sprung to action.

“Then we’ll move on to you being fucked. We have to take that a bit slow, I’m about seven thick inches and your rings are brand new. Probably do you two or three times each, you’ll be sore tomorrow but at least you’ll have an idea of what being fucked really means”, they were absolutely enthralled, “the head jobs and stuff we can just pick up along the way”.

A few minutes later the four of us were in the bedroom as we got ourselves organised. I remained in jeans and a tee with the three of them bare arsed. I wanted the power difference. I sat on the bed with them spaced evenly around me, standing. Bill and Ted who stood beside each other were hard, Dillon, to the right, was half-mast.

“Now you guys are on the medium to smaller end of the dick size scale”, I said as I reached up and took a grip of each four-and-a-half-inch rod before me. “You’ll see a few guys smaller but a lot bigger, remember what I said about me telling the truth”, They nodded without obvious concern. Turns out they had a good self-esteem base.

“So, you need to remember when you’re fucking, some positions will work better for you than others”. I gestured for Dillon to get up on the bed on all fours. When he was in place I turned him a little so his arse was mostly facing them. “So, this hole is stretched fully”, I said as I placed my hand on his butt, “I use it every few days and nearly all weekend”

“He doesn’t use his dick?”, Asked Ted. I paused and lifted Dillon to his knees with his dick facing them.

“No, his dick doesn’t have much of a use, it’s not important now days”. I said as Bill reached out and took hold of the semi rigid member, it firmed slightly.

“So, how does he ‘get off’ then?”

“I don’t really care, never where it disturbs me. What’s important is I get off fucking him. That’s number one. I want him to concentrate on his hole, making sure it’s giving me as much pleasure as it can. His pussy is his energy centre now, not his dick, like for you guys and me”

“He’s just a hole?”

“Two holes. One major one minor” I corrected.

“He’s hard now”, said Bill slightly pumping the now steel cock in his grip.

“He likes how we’re talking about him as ‘just a hole’”, I informed

“Can I touch?”, asked Ted of Bill who reluctantly relinquished his grasp. Ted grabbed the shaft before him jacking it more openly, “what about his balls, are they useful?”

“Not for their seed, that’s sometimes a pain if they get too full, it distracts him. No, I use his balls to focus his attention”, they looked at me quizzically. “You guys are wasting time on this crap but I’ll show you what I mean”, I moved my hand towards Dillon’s junk as Ted dropped his hold. I took a firm and clear grip. “See how I put my hand up behind his nuts and close my thumb and four finger around”, they nodded, all eyes. “I pull down, it gives me a neat handful to grab. I just close the rest of my fingers around the balls and then I do what I want. I can lead him, here, there, etc, or if he has fucked up I just crush. Either way his nuts have some use, his cock doesn’t.”

I released Dillon and turned to the students. I quickly reached and took each of them in the grip I just described. They froze on the spot and took massive breaths in.

“See”, I said tightening each hand around the two sets of considerably smaller marbles. “I can move you this way”, I dragged them both left to which they immediately shuffled, “or this way” as I pulled them right. Their nerves were fully on edge, I kept my hold. “So, think we can get on with the real game or do you want to keep ‘playing’?”

“No, no, we can start!”, pleaded Ted, in shock at what could have unfolded.

“Good, see how I focused you?”, I asked. They both agreed wildly. “Ok both of you up here on all fours”. I had them beside each other positioned directly in front of Dillon. ‘Rim’ I mouthed to him as he immediately lent forward to widely tongued Bill’s tiny rosebud.

“Holy fuck”, uttered Bill as he jumped forward in surprise. Dillon licked Ted before swapping back and forth.

“This is rimming”, I said “ever done this before?” they shook their heads no, honestly unable to speak.

“Oh, my god, it’s fucken amazing, oh my god”, cried Ted barely able to contain his response to the physical stimulation.

“So, good”, chimed in Bill, “So fucken good!”

I moved to the end where their heads were at. I unbuttoned my jeans and let my commando cock hang free. I took a grip of Ted’s curly mop and aimed my rapidly firming meat towards his mouth. He opened widely and undertook his first real man, head job. He wasn’t bad at it, at least he kept his teeth clear. I took Bill in the same hair hold. While Dillon did his magic at one end, I took pleasure from each at the other. They gagged once or twice, but critically, it was their doing, not mine.

After ten to fifteen minutes I’d had my fill. Time for something new.

I called a halt and had Dillon rotate almost where he was. Typical of all eighteen year olds they were still rock hard. I had Bill position himself behind Dillon as I found the lube and explained what it was. As the boy held his cock down to aim I had him make his entry.

He didn’t need to be slow but I wanted him to respect that not all his encounters would be as well used as my fuck. It didn’t take long for him to insert four and a half inches but when he was balls to arse, I thought he might faint. The pure ecstasy evident on his face was a joy to behold. I had him work to a gentle pump. In affection, I rested my hand on Dillon’s buzz cut, swirling my fingers this way and that.

“This is ‘doggy’ or ‘doggy style’”, I informed to an attentive Ted and a joy filled Bill.

“I think I might be going to cum”, revealed the pumper.

“Hang on, slow down, I want to show you something. Go all the way in and hold”, he did. “Lay down flat Dillon”, I directed. “Go with him”, I told the boy. Once they were on the bed top I told Bill to resume fucking. He did, but concern had spread across his face.

“See, you can’t get in as deep”, I explained to which he agreed. “This is one of the positions I told you about, doesn’t work so good for small dick guys, does it?”

“Can we go back how I was?”, he asked, “I really want to cum”. I tapped Dillon to push himself back up. Bill resumed his thrusting and within a minute blew his first ever load in another guy. It was fun to be there with him. As I showed him how to disengage, Ted almost threw him out of the way.

As a keen observer, the second student repeated all he had heard and seen from his mate before. Fifteen minutes later and through the same change of position, my fuck had been loaded again.

With Bill out of the way, I had Dillon roll to his back and hold his knees to his chest. I wanted these boys fucked out sooner rather than later. I sent Bill straight back in. He had an excellent time and as his second round, doubled his longevity.

Twenty minutes later as Ted finished his second deposit, I disappeared to the kitchen and returned with sodas. Feeling shockingly generous, I even brought Dillon a water.