Sorry for the delay in getting the next chapter out. You might want to read the last couple of chapters to get back up to speed. I did!
Mark and Trevor Start to Plan
Stephen and I had a long zoom late in the spring and he told me some interesting things and suggested some even more interesting things. You know, the whole Sergei and Ilya problem. And I was so excited I couldn't concentrate on my homework. It all sounded like a wild adventure, like something from a wacky movie. But at the same time, I knew we had to be careful because this Sergei guy seemed like the kind of dude who had unlimited resources. Or at least his family did. But the thought of luring this guy into a wild night of sex with us that we would film? That really turned me on. I started to imagine all kinds of scenarios where Trevor and I would take him from every angle.
But what also struck me was how happy Stephen seemed. As happy as he had been with Susan. Happier. And Ilya seemed like such a smart, decent guy who had his feet on the ground which for someone like Stephen, is really important. He may be sensitive and empathic and all the things, but he's not very practical. Kind of like Trevor and me, really. If it weren't for Trevor, my life would still be a mess.
I managed to calm down and do some work and late in the afternoon I heard Trevor come back after a long day of trying to decipher how the universe works. He came into our little office (the other bedroom) and wrapped his arms around me at my desk. He smelled so good and he kissed me in a way that always sends me.
I got up and we went and got some wine and settled into the sofa for our end-of-day talk which was something we did to de-stress and let go of our days. But I was excited again because I had news.
“So I talked to Stephen today.”
He smiled at me and said, “I still can't get used to calling him that.”
“I know, right? But that's what he wants. Ilya calls him Stephen so I guess it's something between them.”
Trevor shifted and put his legs in my lap. “So what did you talk about?”
I grinned at him and said, “He wants us to help get Ilya's ex-husband out of his hair.”
Now I had him. He looked really puzzled. “And how does that work?”
I kept grinning and said, “The idea is we would go to Vancouver and basically pick the guy up and bring him back to our hotel room and have our way with him. But more importantly, we film the whole thing. Because Josh and Sanjay – who are totally in love, by the way – will use it as evidence to send to Sergei's father in Russia because apparently Sergei isn't out to his family and doesn't know that he had been married to a guy. I guess the idea is Sergei would have to go back to Russia and make nice or be cut off.” I knew it was a lot, so I let Trevor process.
After a minute or so while Trevor sipped his wine and absently ran his hand up my leg which, frankly, was distracting, because it made me want to do something other than talk, he said, “Is this safe? I mean, if Sergei's father is mega-rich, then he could do anything he wants. How would we ensure that we're not going to become a target?”
I hadn't thought that far, but it was a good point. “Josh seems to think they can make it so our faces won't be seen on the video in a way that can't be reversed. Or something like that. He's the tech wizard.”
But Trevor was clearly not convinced. He shook his head and said, “I don't know. I guess I need to talk to Josh and Sanjay to really feel confident about this.”
I nodded, beginning to feel the same way. How secure could this be? I decided to let it go for the time being. But maybe not completely. I reached for the fly of Trevor's jeans, slowly pulling the zipper down. He was wearing the fluorescent green briefs that I love. I tugged his pants further down so I could see the outline of his cock that even only beginning to get hard, made a nice thick shape in the fabric. There was that nice warm guy-sweat-sex smell that always makes me dizzy and randy.
He said, “What are you doing?”
I leaned down and kissed the fabric, inhaling that amazing Trevor aroma. I licked the cloth-covered outline of his cock with the tip of my tongue. I said, “I was just thinking about the possibilities. Let's say we do this – assuming it looks like it will be safe – then what do we want to do with this guy?”
I could tell Trevor was in to it because he pulled off his shirt. He'd started trimming his chest hair that made all that nicely toned, but not muscular expanse of his chest look amazing with a light coat of short hair accentuating everything. I moaned and licked my way up to one of his nipples and started to suck it. He grabbed my head an pushed me down further while I slid a hand into his briefs, took hold of that cock of his, that fucking pole of a cock, and stroked.
He gasped then managed to say, “So what's this guy in to?”
This was a good question. “Stephen said with Ilya he was an asshole of a top, but apparently – according to Ilya – he's got some other interests that he indulges from time-to-time.”
I licked my way back down to his dick which was rigid and delicious-looking now that I had pulled his briefs down. The smell of Trevor sweat and a musky cock smell filled my nostrils, the smell guys give off when they want to fuck. You know the one. I looked up at Trevor and he said with a grin, “Like what?”
I licked the head of his cock, tasting a little salt and lapped up some precum that was oozing. I raised my head and said, “Apparently Ilya found all kinds of things in his internet history that suggests that he's also a big bottom, even though he never allowed that with Ilya. Apparently he'd been chatting with some guys that showed he likes to be a submissive fuck-toy who's into being tied up and fucked into next week. Sanjay found some really hot conversations about taking cock and licking boots and stuff like that. It makes me think he has a secret sex life no one knows about.” I leaned down and ran my lips over the shaft of Trevor's cock, then tonguing the cleft.
Then I sat up and hauled my shirt off, then got off the sofa. I said, “Let's take story time into the bedroom.” I extended my hand and pulled him up. I slid my pants off and we stood for a minute just holding each other, feeling the nice skin-to-skin love we had, feeling his big cock resting against mine, feeling his trimmed pubes tickling my balls. We kissed very sweetly at first, but things quickly got intense and soon our mouths were squashed together and our tongues were playing games.
I pulled away and took his hand and led him to our bedroom. I fell onto it and he followed so we were lying face-to-face on our sides. We both grabbed the other's dick and stroked. He groaned, then said, “What was Ilya doing looking at Sergei's internet history?”
My man is nothing if not astute. I rubbed the head of Trevor's cock with my thumb and said, “I think he was gathering evidence for the divorce, or something.” Trevor winced with pleasure and stroked me a little harder. He kissed me, then I said, “So what should we do with him?”
Trevor kissed me again, but dug his tongue into my mouth, then gently nibbled on my bottom lip, then licked my chin. Then he said, “Let's not map it out too much...it might be better to be spontaneous. But one thing seems clear: we have to fuck him. Both of us. That will really say something to his father.”
I liked the sound of that. I pulled myself closer and said, “Show me.”
Trevor chuckled, but quickly reached around for our industrial-sized jug of lube and made himself all slick. He got aggressive and pulled me up so I was on my hands and knees. He started to rub all that cock-flesh up the crack of my ass like a paint brush: in long strokes, up and down, that included rubbing the head of his big cock on my hole. He knows it makes me crazy and I reached for my cock and started pump it lightly. Then I started to imagine having Sergei with us, tried to imagine what would be both really hot and really incriminating in terms of his father. I said, “What if we tied him up? Apparently he likes that.”
Trevor laughed and slapped my ass a few times which sent sparks flying from my cock to my head. I felt him push his cock in, felt myself stretching and relaxing to take that long piece of meat. I groaned as I felt all that length slide in and said, “Yeah. We could tie him up and you could do what you're doing right now. It's pretty obvious that showing him taking a really big dick would be the most effective.”
Trevor moaned when his cock got all the way in. He put his hands on my back for stability and pulled his hips back and rammed his cock back in. I gasped and stroked my cock a few times. I managed to say, “And we could take turns fucking him...”
My mind went blank as Trevor's cock took another run at my ass, even harder. I could feel myself stretching and feel the length go right into me. I pulled myself up and Trevor wrapped his arms around my torso. He moved faster now, able to get more traction. I threw my head back and let him take me, let him use my body. I said, “Fuck, Trevor, you're an animal today...”
He laughed in my ear and said, “I guess this talk of using Sergei got me going.”
So I decided to be an animal along with him. Every time he jammed himself forward, I pushed back so our bodies were smacking together. But then I wanted something different. I pulled away from him and got myself up on my knees against the wall above the bed. I spread my legs and pushed my ass out, and turned to him and said, “Fuck me against the wall...”
He growled and got up behind me and slid that thing into me again – how lucky am I to have such an amazing instrument to play with? - and started to bash me against the wall. I hoped the neighbours didn't mind too much. The bed was creaking and I was gasping and swearing and I could feel Trevor's hot breath on my neck.
He kept it up for a few minutes but then he really took off all of sudden and I could tell he had reached the finish line when he started to gasp and whimper at the same time, then suddenly stopped, breathing hard. I took the opportunity to turn the tables and squirmed him out of me and turned around. I pushed him backwards onto the bed and straddled his face and plunged my dick into his mouth and fucked. I mean really fucked. I'm nowhere near as big as he is, so I wasn't afraid I was going to choke him, but nonetheless I gave him a good mouth ride, and eventually my whole body started to tremble, my body washed with electricity, fast and intense, and I could feel my cock pumping into his throat.
I pulled out, still streaming cum which dribbled on his chin, and his chest, and leaned down and kissed my man really deeply and long, wanting to share everything – as we always did – in a big, wet, loving kiss.
Finally I was spent, and collapsed onto my back trying to catch my breath. He took my hand and kissed it and said, “Wow...that was pretty amazing. What's got into us?”
I turned and said, “It's pretty obvious, isn't it? This whole Sergei business seems to have got our motors running.” There was a little pool of cum on his chin that I sucked up. I'm not a fanatic about cum like Stephen is, but I do like it.
Trevor turned and put his head on my chest, idly rubbing the hair on my belly. He said, “I guess you're right. We need to talk to Josh and get more information.” Trevor is always the one to be practical, but he was right.
We dragged ourselves out of bed and made dinner and had a normal night. Trevor had a bunch of papers to mark, so once I finished a paper of my own and some lab results I had to figure out, I emailed Josh and asked him if we could connect.
My cousin Josh is a cool guy and I've always liked him and I liked him more when he told me he was bi and, according to Stephen, seems to be into guys most of the time now. Especially since this dude Sanjay was spending all his time in his bed. I was looking forward to meeting the guy who seems to have got my cousin's attention more than anyone else in the past had.
When we were kids – before Stephen came on the scene - he was kind of a big brother to me, at least until my aunt and uncle decided to move to Vancouver, so I didn't seem him all that much after that. But when he came out as bi it sort of gave me the courage to come out myself.
Oh and just in case you're wondering, yes, Stephen told me that he and Josh – and once with Sanjay, apparently – hooked up a few times. It makes sense that Stephen would turn to Josh when he was just figuring out his sexuality because Josh would get it, obviously, being bi himself. So what if it's semi-incestuous. Big deal. What Stephen and I did (and I hoped still would sometimes) was closer to that line than they ever would be.
So after Trevor and I talked about possibilities of what to do with Sergei, I started thinking about it more, despite Trevor's fantasy that we would just see what would happen. I wanted a plan. I did some research on cool things you can do with restraints.
The next day, I dove into some porn sites watching dudes tie each other up and get into the whole restraint thing. There was this one video that kind of turned me on. It was a guy with his arms tied behind his back sucking off big bull of a guy who had a leather harness on. He was being fucked by another big dude with a cock that was bigger than Trevor's, which is saying something. That pole was stretching this guy's ass more than I thought possible. The guy being sucked was pretty intense, slapping the guy, choking him with his huge porn-star cock and finally spewing a bucket of cum all over the guy's face. The guy fucking him drove so hard, he pushed him onto the floor, then pulled out and emptied his cock in long, messy ropes all over his back. The sub was lying there, hands still tied, his body covered in cum. And to really seal the deal, they both peed on him. So fucking hot. That was what we needed to do to Sergei.
I was certain it was the right thing. Something almost humiliating and I had a hunch that Sergei would be into it. And humiliating in another way if Sergei's father saw it. I had to restrain myself from jerking off I was so excited. Not that I couldn't, but Trevor and I have a little rule that we couldn't jerk off alone. If one of us is wanting to cum, the other one has to be present. It makes it more fun to have that little rule to let the sexual frustration build up until we can be together.
It's not like we don't invite the odd guy into our bed. We had really enjoyed that, but we didn't do it all that often. We seemed to find lots of things to do just the two of us. I was thinking about some of the guys we hooked up with in the past and wondering when we might do it again. But it sounded like whatever we did with Sergei would be different.
I got up from my desk and went into the living room where Trevor was sprawled out on the sofa with his laptop and some books as he read papers from his students.
He looked up and gave me the nicest smile. “Hey!”
I leaned down and kissed him, then wormed my way beside him on the sofa with my head on his stomach. I said, “I was thinking...”
“Uh-oh.”
“Fuck you! I was just thinking about Sergei. It kind of excites me. I think it might be really fun to tie him up. And humiliate him.”
Trevor put his laptop on the coffee table and started to run his hand though my hair – which I love. He said, “I could fuck both of you. That would be cool.” Maybe blondes do have more fun, or at least my blonde.
I sat up and looked into his beautiful face. His ocean-coloured eyes were glinting with – I have to say – an evil sort of light. I said with some energy, “Yeah. Fuck, yeah! But you fucking him is the main event, right? I mean you have the cock for it.”
Trevor laughed and said, “That sound awesome. Then we can both cum all over his face...”
In that moment I realized we didn't have time to really get into this. I said, “Yeah, well...”
Trevor got it and shrugged, then kissed my forehead and said, “Yeah well...” He leaned over and slid his hand in my pants and took hold of my cock. Which was hard. No surprises there. But we were going out for dinner with a colleague of Trevor's so we had to behave. Jeff was someone who Trevor had been friends with since he started his PhD and this was the first time I was meeting him.
I pulled off the sofa reluctantly, but not before letting Trevor stroke the bulge in my pants for a while, then we both got dressed. We went to a nice place near the university that was a step up from the pub we always went to. It was kind of Italian and kind of not, but the menu looked really good. We met Jeff there and I realized I had no idea what to expect. I sort of wondered if he would be a nerdy guy with glasses and clothes that didn't quite fit.
I was wrong. Jeff was tall and slim but had a really nice metrosexual vibe. His hair was buzzed short, but he had an interestingly trimmed goatee and big brown eyes. I half-wondered if Trevor had hooked up with him over the time they knew each other. I would have tried if I was him.
Jeff shook my hand and seemed happy to meet me. He gave me a bright smile and said, “It's great to finally meet you. Trevor talks about you all the time.”
That was nice to hear. “Same. However when Trevor tried to explain what your thesis work is all about, I kind of zoned out.”
Jeff laughed in this really sweet way and said, “Yeah, I get it. I don't understand it half the time. Trevor probably gets it better than I do. Your boyfriend is kind of a star.”
I looked at Trevor and he seemed really uncomfortable. I grabbed his hand under the table and gave him a squeeze. He hates it when people point out how smart he is.
Then Jeff asked me, “How is pre-med going?”
I sighed. “It's fine. I hate all the science, to tell you the truth, but apparently I'm good at it. I can't wait until I get to actually study medicine. Another year and a bit, I hope.”
Jeff nodded. The server came and we ordered some wine and some appetizers. I was starting to really like Jeff. He was open and funny and really cute. I was also wondering, obviously, if he was into dudes or not. It was really hard to tell.
Then he asked me the question that Trevor and I had not been able to answer ourselves. “Where will you go to med-school?”
I winced and looked at Trevor who gave me a similar look back. I took a gulp of wine and said, “Maybe here? Maybe somewhere else? We're not sure yet. Trevor has two or three years to go himself. It's kind of up in the air.”
Jeff looked sympathetic. “I get it. You'll figure it out. You two are so bonded, I'm sure you'll come up with a solution.”
That also was nice to hear. I did feel bonded to Trevor. I couldn't imagine being with anyone else.
I decided to be a little curious. I said, “So Jeff...you have anyone on the horizon?”
Trevor kicked me under the table but he knew me well enough by then that he shouldn't have been surprised. And besides, I held Trevor responsible for loosening me up and making me more curious and open. It started with Stephen, but ended with Trevor. I gave him a little smile to implicitly tell him to chill.
Jeff laughed and said, “Not right now. I've been single for a while.”
His answer was no help. I said, “That's too bad. Are you hoping to meet someone?”
Trevor had clearly had enough of my nosiness. He said, “So what is everyone having to eat.”
We ordered our food and poured more wine and had a nice conversation about life and school and jobs. Jeff seemed curious about what my specialty would be when I made it to medical school. I didn't really know, although like Ilya I was interested in paediatrics. Not so much psychiatry. I said, “I'm still not sure. I kind of want to work with children, I guess.”
Jeff looked impressed and said, “That's very cool. I can see you doing that.”
I'm not sure what he saw in me that told him that, but it felt good. I wondered what he would have thought if he knew that a potential paediatrician was also interested in having an dominant/submissive threeway with a Russian nutjob. What could I say? I just grinned.
When we finished our meal, Jeff ordered some dessert and brandy, so we followed along. We were all clearly feeling pretty mellow and I was enjoying the evening. I took Trevor's hand under the table and gave it a squeeze. He looked at me in that Trevor way: all adorable and sweet.
Jeff suddenly said, “You two are so cute together.”
I turned to Jeff, not quite sure where this came from. I gave him a smile and said, “Thanks...”
Trevor also looked a bit startled, but didn't say anything. Jeff suddenly looked uncomfortable. He said, “I hope I didn't make you two feel awkward. I'm just impressed by how well you guys seem to gel. It's been really nice seeing Trevor so happy.”
Now it was Trevor's turn to look grateful. He reached over and squeezed Jeff's shoulder and said, “Thanks, Jeff. That means a lot.”
Jeff still looked uncomfortable and for a second, I wished Stephen was there because he would have figured it out right away. But I felt confused. Trevor, the next most sensitive person I knew also looked a bit unsure as well.
We didn't say more. We paid the bill and got ourselves out of the restaurant. The night was cool and I could feel summer slipping away into October. But it felt nice. As we walked a little aimlessly, Jeff dug a joint out of his pocket and said, “You want some?”
Without waiting for an answer, he sparked it up with a lighter he found in his other pocket. He took a long drag and handed it to Trevor who didn't hesitate. I got the sense those two had gotten baked a few times before together. Trevor handed it to me and I gingerly took a few puffs. I'm a cheap drunk and a cheap stone, so I'd learned to be careful. It made me think of the MDMA Stephen had given me that led to some interesting results. That felt like a hundred years ago.
We kept walked and I could feel myself getting a nice buzz. Pot does not make me chatty. But I knew that it had the opposite effect on Trevor. He started on a long rambling disquisition about space/time and its relationship to how molecules behave. That's about all I could get out of it. Here I was trying to get my head around what the fuck an amino acid was, and he was describing how reality works.
Jeff just watched him go with a little smile on his face. Suddenly – it seemed – we were at our apartment building. We stopped, and Jeff, out of nowhere, said with a little shy smile, “Remember how cute I said you two were?” He stopped as if he had run out of words, then he said, “I wonder if I can watch you two get even more cute together, if you know what I mean...”
Trevor seemed to emerge out of his THC haze and looked at Jeff with a stunned expression on his face. “Jeff...what the fuck?”
Jeff looked a bit guilty but kept going. He said, “I know, I know...but seeing you two be all cuddly with each other...it's kind of a turn on.”
Trevor became the brain again. “So let me make sure I'm understanding you. As far as I know, you're straight. But you suddenly want to watch us kiss? Fuck? Where is this coming from?”
Jeff looked down at his feet and I could tell he was uncomfortable with Trevor's interrogation. I said, “Why don't we go upstairs and have a drink and you can tell us more. I don't want to have this conversation on the street.” I turned and walked into the building, not wanting to give either of them a chance to think about it.
When we got upstairs, I poured us some wine and Jeff sat down in the armchair and Trevor and I were at are usual spots on the sofa. Jeff started talking as soon as we'd all had a sip of wine. I realized he was talking mostly to Trevor who he had known for long enough that they'd had deep conversations before. “I know it sounds creepy...but seeing you two together tonight reminded me of how I always...” He stopped and had a larger gulp of wine. Then he changed directions. He said, “I've always had a little attraction to certain men, truth be told. It doesn't happen very often, but it's there.”
Trevor said a little coldly, “And am I one of them?”
Jeff snorted and said, “Not so much. But Mark is. No offence, Trevor.” There was silence for a moment, then Jeff continued. “But more importantly it kind of turned me on to see you two so...affectionate with each other. I mean it really turns me on. I have no idea why, but I kind of like watching you. I kind of feel I want to be part of it...”
He winced when he finished talking as if he was waiting for a bunch of anger from Trevor. I could tell he was stoned and maybe that made him less reticent. Trevor looked at me, then looked at Jeff. He sighed and said, “I don't know what to do with this, Jeff.”
Jeff cleared his throat then put his glass down on the coffee table. He stood up and said, “Forget I said anything. It's stupid. I'm stoned and I don't know what I'm doing...I'll see you tomorrow...”
Then Trevor surprised me. I shouldn't have been surprised because he's a surprising guy. He stood up and walked over to Jeff, leaned forward and grabbed his hand. He said, “Wait a minute. You don't get to slink away that easily. Sit down.”
Jeff sat, looking confused. Trevor then said, “So you want to watch us kiss?”
Jeff nodded almost imperceptibly. Trevor turned to me and raised his eyebrows. Stoned as I was, I was into it and I frankly didn't care that it was in front of one of Trevor's best friends. Straight friends, more to the point. So I stood up with a little head rush, leaned in and pushed my lips into Trevor's. I decided to give Jeff a show, since that's what he wanted after all. I moved closer to Trevor and we started to move our mouths all over each other in nice, wet, intense ways. My tongue instinctively joined the party and slid into his mouth, his going to the opposite direction, the tips meeting, then snaking around each other.
Trevor changed the angle of his head and we did it all over again. I felt his hand on my neck pulling me closer so our lips were colliding, mashing, getting all suction-happy. But I had to breathe so I pulled back and looked over at Jeff. He was watching us with this look on his face. Intense and hungry.
I decided to channel Stephen. I said, “You like that, don't you?”
With barely a whisper, Jeff said, “Yeah. A lot.”
Trevor looked over him with a surprised expression on his face. He said, “I'm kind of amazed you never told me you had this little fetish before.”
Jeff smiled a little weakly and said, “I don't feel this way very often, Trevor. Like once a year. But then I come across some dudes kissing, it sends me into space. Sometimes I go on the internet and...well, you know.”
I said with a big smile. “Yeah, I know. You watch clips of guys kissing. And maybe more...?”
Now he looked embarrassed, but he said, “Sometimes more.”
This was getting to be fun. I said, all innocent, “What kind of more?”
Trevor turned to me and said, “Mark...don't be a tease.”
“I'm not teasing. I'm asking a simple question.”
Jeff said, “It's fine, Trevor. Yeah, so, sometimes I watch guys stroking their cocks together. I mean, when one guy strokes two cocks at the same time. I don't know, but it works for me.”
I decided we were past the point of thinking about what we were doing. I undid my pants and pulled them off, kicking them across the room. My briefs were all pushed out by my hard dick. I said, “Come on, Trevor. Let's give him a show.”
Trevor heaved a big sigh, but I could tell he was into it. He undid his pants and soon we were both naked which kind of surprised me by how fast it happened. His massive cock was pressed against mine. He took both of them in his fist and stroked them. He pressed the heads of our dicks together and I involuntarily pushed the head of mine into Trevor's. He began to slide his hand on the shafts, which was saying something, given how big his was, how broad. But it felt really good to be watched, and not just because I was stoned.
We were both staring down at our dicks, but then I turned and looked at Jeff to see how he was doing. It was mostly for him, after all, but not all for him. He had his legs spread and he had opened his pants and his hand was in his underwear, stroking. I couldn't tell how big he was so I said, “Why don't you take those off and join the fun?”
He grinned at me and slid his pants off, then his underwear, leaving his t-shirt on. He had a nice sized cock that was uncut and a little thick, but mostly about my size, and surrounded by a nice brown bush of hair. No trimming for our Jeff. He took it in his hand and stroked it a few times. I smiled at him and turned back to Trevor who had been watching Jeff as well. I kissed Trevor's neck and licked my way up to his mouth and we started to kiss again. I heard a little sound from Jeff who clearly approved.
I leaned back and looked at Trevor, then turned to Jeff. I wanted him to be part of this. I said, “You feel like coming over here and seeing what happens?”
Trevor snorted, but said, “Yeah, Jeff. See what happens.”
Jeff seemed to hesitate, but then he got up and walked over to us. We all sat down on the sofa, and he got behind me and ran his hand down my back, then snaked one hand around and grabbed a nipple. I moaned a little and said, “That's really nice, Jeff. You have nice hands.”
In a little voice, he said, “And you have a beautiful body.”
Trevor said, all sly and seductive, “Oh, so you like a guy's ass now and then?”
Without a beat, Jeff said, “Yeah. I do. Now and then.” As if he wanted to make it clear that it was a rare occurrence.
I turned to Jeff and said, “What do you want to see now, Jeff?”
I could tell he was thinking about it. He stroked his cock a few times, then said, “I want to watch you get fucked, Mark. Is that all right?”
It was my turn to be blunt. “So you can imagine fucking me?”
Jeff was clearly up for it and he said, “Yeah. So I can imagine.”
Trevor had this look that I recognized. It was the look of someone who wanted to fuck, who wanted to cum, who wanted it from me. He pushed me backwards and said to Jeff, “Go into our bedroom by the bed...”
Jeff nodded. “Yeah, I get it. You guys need lube.”
Jeff stood a moment, then took his shirt off as if deciding that there was no point in any pretence that he wasn't actually participating in what we were doing. Then he disappeared into the hall, then came back and handed the big bottle to Trevor. But Trevor, the little sneak, said, “Why don't you get us ready. I'll tell you what you need to do.”
Now Jeff looked unsure of himself. But Trevor said, “Squeeze some on my cock, Jeff. Then give me a little massage. Pretend like you're jerking off. It's not much different.”
Jeff shrugged, then went ahead and squirted some out and did just that. Trevor gasped when Jeff's hand touched his dick, and he squirmed when Jeff stroked him few times. Trevor then said, “Get your hand all slippery.”
With a little whimper, Jeff squeezed some lube on his hand and spread it around. I got on my hands and knees so Jeff and Trevor were on either side of me. Trevor took Jeff's hand and placed it on my ass, right by my hole. His fingers felt tentative, but I said, “Go on. Slide them in. It won't hurt.”
Jeff was a trooper and pushed a couple of fingers in and circled them around my hole. I said, “Add a finger. Or even two.” He did it and I was amazed that he had most of his hand in me. He had this look of concentration of his face, like he was working on his thesis or something. Just then Trevor moved around and pushed his cock in around Jeff's fingers and said, “Keep your hand there if you can. I want to fuck around it.”
That sounded good to me. Trevor slid his cock further into me and I felt the extra stretch by Jeff's fingers still up there. I wondered what was going through his mind. I looked at his cock which was still hard as steel and getting all wet. I was tempted to touch it, or better yet, suck it, but I knew that would probably blow his circuits.
Trevor began to thrust with some force and Jeff took his hand out of me, sitting down on the sofa beside me. I suddenly knew what I wanted. I pulled away from Trevor and leaned into Jeff, who shifted so I was between his legs. I could feel his balls against my ass which was almost a shock. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders which felt nice. I could feel his breath on the back of my neck. But Trevor was a demon all of a sudden and he got between my legs, and jammed his massive prick into me again, and began to fuck me hard, pulling all the way out, then almost splitting me in half with that fencepost of a cock, mashing me into Jeff. My body felt jarred by him and his supersized dick, but I loved it. I wanted more. I said, “Harder, Trevor. Fuckin' drill me!”
He complied. I know he likes it when I egg him on. He fucked me faster and he kept a laser focus on my eyes as if our look was holding us steady as we went into space. Jeff gripped me tighter and I wondered what he was doing with his cock.
I gasped, “I won't to see Jeff...”
I managed to turn over while Trevor, who had stopped for a moment, watched so I was on all fours again, with Jeff's cock really close to my face. He was stroking himself slowly and the end of his cock was drooling. I couldn't help myself and I leaned over and licked the juices off the end of his cock. Jeff gasped and said, “Fuck, Mark! You can suck me off if you want...”
How could I resist? I could tell Jeff was beyond his own reality, and I could have done anything with him. I moved my head and slurped his dick in, using my tongue to massage the underside. I could feel it twitch and I knew he wouldn't last long.
Trevor fucked me with even more force, if that was possible, his body smacking into mine, his tool going deep, which was fucking deep given the size of it. I was in heaven and more so when I felt Jeff's cock explode in my mouth. He almost yelled and pushed my head down, spurt after spurt going to the back of my throat. His cum was thick and juicy.
Trevor started to groan in a way that was so familiar so I spat Jeff's cock out, raised me body and reached with one hand and pulled Jeff's face to me, not caring if I would shock him and engulfed his mouth with my own, pushing my tongue in and giving him the last of his cum that was still swirling around. I could feel his moan more than I heard it. All the while, Trevor was filling me ass with cum, his last few thrusts almost pushing me into Jeff. Jeff and continued to kiss messily, and I felt Trevor pull out of me and suddenly he was there with us, our three mouths writhing all over each other, tongues and spit and Jeff's cum all mixed together. I reached for my cock and stroked a few times before a few big streaks of juice erupted all over Jeff's thighs and cock – which was still hard. I leaned down and sucked it all up, tasting his cock again, then I sat up and fed it all to Jeff. I wanted to fucking blow his mind, to really show him that his tentative little kink was really a full-on need for guy sex.
Trevor sat back on the sofa, gasping and licking his lips. I sat back beside Trevor and turned to Jeff. I said, “You all right. I know that was a lot.”
Jeff smiled weakly and said, “Yeah. I'm fine. I'm kind of surprised. That I wanted you to...”
I grinned at him. “Me, too, but I was happy to oblige.” I think I really did blow his fuses when I leaned over and kissed him again. I had to, right? I had just swallowed his cum, after all. But he seemed fine and kissed me back.
Trevor said, “Jeff, I don't know what's gotten into you. I think you're more into guys that you thought.”
Jeff laughed. In fact he threw his head back and really laughed. When he calmed down he said, “Yeah, well, way back in high school this guy I knew...well, we fooled around a few times and I really liked it. It never happened again, but I think I always hoped it would with someone. So here I am.”
Trevor looked bit shocked. “Why the hell have you never told me this?”
Now Jeff looked guilty. “I don't know. I guess I didn't want to come across like I was into you. I mean I love you, Trevor, but we're friends. Well...I suppose we've crossed that line tonight.”
Trevor got a little smile on his face and I knew he was going to do something. He leaned over and put his hand on Jeff's neck and pulled him in for a kiss. A deep one. I think there was some tongue involved. He leaned back and said, “I've always wanted to know what you'd be like to kiss. It's as good as I thought.”
Jeff looked startled, but he smiled and said, “Yeah. Nice.”
The three of us sat there naked for a while talking about life and sexuality. It was pretty chill and friendly. Finally, Jeff got up and said, “Well, guys, I have to teach early tomorrow, so I'll be off.”
He stood up and found his clothes. When he was all dressed Trevor and I stood up – still naked – and we each hugged him. I gave him a nice kiss and Trevor slapped his ass, then he was gone.
Afterward, when Trevor and I were tucked in bed, we talked about what had happened and how unexpected it was. Trevor was kind of amazed since he never in a million years thought Jeff would be interested in guys at all. You never know, do you?
But as I lay in bed, listening to Trevor's breathing, smelling his warm smell, I ran my hand down his chest and took hold of that amazing cock. I didn't do anything with it, but I just held it. I began to think about our let's-get-Sergei plan. It wasn't just about getting Sergei, it was also the fact that it kind of turned me on. It was an interesting twist that I hadn't expected. But mostly I was excited to get revenge on behalf of Ilya, that sweet guy who my step-brother was madly in love with.
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