How I Got My Revenge

Chapter 27

Chemistry

We heard the front door, and knew Carl was home. Chris quickly got up and headed to the bathroom. Unfortunately, Carl ran into him on his way. Carl said, “Hey Baker, how was your dinner with Jeremy?” Chris replied, “It was great. How was your spaghetti dinner with Chuck?” Carl replied, “It was fabulous! I think Chuck’s a chef in disguise.” Then Chuck dropped the bomb, “Hey, Baker, I think you have some hair gel you missed combing though. Let me get that.” Chris froze as Carl took a clump of his hair on the left side of his head and licked it off, knowing it wasn’t hair gel.

Chris was frozen in place. Carl had seen Jeremy’s cum in his hair and had just licked it off! Fuck! His face felt red hot, obviously from blood rushing to it as he knew his face must be beet red. Carl then stepped back in front of him, grinning, then said, “Don’t sweat it, Baker. Been there myself. I probably wouldn’t have even noticed the cum in your hair, but your face is still shiny from Jeremy licking the cum from it.” Chris’ jaw dropped as he tried to speak, “I, uh.” Carl laughed and said, “Relax, kid. It’s not like I didn’t know what you guys would be up to. Don’t worry about it. It’s cool.” Chris finally began breathing again and said, “Thanks, Carl. Hey, I really appreciated what you did for me yesterday morning, covering for me and saying I had slept on the floor in Jeremy’s room.” Carl patted Chris’ shoulder and said, “No problem. I picked up on your panic attack when you saw Chuck and thought I’d come to your rescue. I know Jeremy would have done the same in my position.” Chris smiled and said, “Yeah, well thanks anyway. That was quick thinking on your part.’

I walked into the room after hearing the last half of what had been said, “Yeah, Carl thinks pretty fast on his feet. I appreciated it too and thanked him yesterday.” Carl then asked, “So Baker, what are your plans for the day?” Chris shrugged and said, “I don’t have anything planned. I was probably just going to go home and maybe study a little for tomorrow’s classes. Why? What are you guys up to?” I offered, “You could hang out if you want. We’re just going to do yard work. After lunch we’re going over to our landlord’s place to do some yard work for them. You could hang out and have lunch with us.” Chris looked at me, “I’d like that, but only if you’ll let me help with the yard work.” Carl and I both smiled, then Carl said, “Deal, but only if you help out back while only wearing those.” (indicating Jeremy’s boxers that Chris was wearing). Chris began to protest as Carl and I both laughed. Chris then realized Carl was just kidding and grinned. Carl then added, “Damn Jeremy, he fills out those boxers almost as well as you do.” Chris and I were both a bit pink-faced after that remark. I said, “Carl, you’re embarrassing our guest.” Carl said, “I don’t know about you, Jeremy, but as far as I’m concerned, Baker here is no guest.” Chris’ eyes grew wide before Carl finished, “He’s a friend, and friends get no mercy in this house. Once we’re out back, I’m going to be his slave driver.” I laughed and said, “You have a point there, Carl, except for the slave driver part. One more thing, would you mind calling him Chris when he’s here.” Carl grinned sheepishly and said, “I’m sorry, Chris. I’m so used to calling you Baker.” Chris continued smiling, “It’s ok. I don’t mind. I’m used to being called Baker, and on the court, it might confuse the other guys hearing me being called by my first name.” Carl said, “I’ll try to remember that.”

I loaned Chris a pair of khaki shorts and we went out back. It was Carl’s turn to mow, so Chris and I pulled weeds and edged around the pavement and driveway. While Carl was still out back mowing, Chris and I had made our way out front and were pulling weeds and edging, Chris said, “I like Carl. He’s pretty funny. He scared the hell out of me this morning though.” I asked, “How’s that? You mean about making you do yard work in my boxers?” Chris grinned and said, “No, when he first came in, he noticed I had some of your cum in my hair. He licked it off. I didn’t know what to do.” I said, “Sorry, I guess I must have missed that.” Chris continued, “He said he wouldn’t have noticed except my face was still shiny from you licking the cum off it.” I laughed, “He actually said that?” Chris nodded. I said, “Well, if Carl had his way, he’d be doing more to you than licking my cum out of your hair.” Chris turned red, “Really?” I shook my head and said, “You really have no idea how hot you look, especially when you smile and show those dimples.” Chris said, “I hate those dimples. My dad used to kid me and say they reminded him of my butt cheeks when I was a baby.” I started laughing so hard my sides hurt. Once my laughter died down, I said, “Your dad was probably thinking you had a cute butt as a baby.” Chris said, “Yeah, but he used to bring it up in front of other people too. It was so embarrassing. I used to try not to smile in front of people when he was around so my dimples wouldn’t be brought up.” I looked at him and said, “I’m sorry to hear that, Chris. When you smile, including the dimples, you light up any room you’re in.” Chris said, “That’s funny, because I think the same about you, but not just when you smile. When I first saw you on campus, you didn’t smile. You always seemed sad. I thought you were so fire and wished I could fix whatever was making you sad. I thought if you were so hot looking even when you were sad, you’d dazzle everyone if they ever saw you smile. Then one day I did see you smile, and I was right. You were the hottest thing on campus. I was always trying to make a plan to get to meet you. Then my dream came true when I saw you on the basketball court. I tried not to drool when I was around you. I was afraid to talk to you at first because I thought my words would come out as gibberish. What?” Chris saw me looking on either side of his head. I laughed and said, “I’m looking for the ear bud that’s reading to you all the bullshit you’re spouting right now.” Chris looked at me as if in shock, “Jeremy, what I just said to you was the truth. It’s how I felt about you for months before I got to meet you, and I was right. You are fire on the outside and the kindest person I’ve ever met. I don’t need someone to read me any words to express that.” I was now looking on in shock, then I smiled, “So, you’ve been stalking me for months?” Chris smiled and said, “I wouldn’t call it stalking. I was just drawn to you after the first time I saw you. I never had any idea that I’d end up having sex with the hottest guy on campus.” I grinned and said, “Me neither.” Chris grinned, understanding what I meant. We forgot we were out front and began leaning toward each other’s lips.

Suddenly, Carl appeared around the corner with the lawn mower, “Are you two going to get anything done or are you going to just stare at each other with stars in your eyes. Chris and I both laughed and went back to work. We finished up the yard work and then went out back to throw some burgers on for lunch. We joked around and then ate lunch. Chris asked if he could join us to help with the yard work at the Reynolds’ house and we were happy to have him.

Mrs. Reynolds came out at some point to thank us and bring us some lemonade. She didn’t know there were three of us, “Oh, I’m so sorry. I’ll get another glass. Is this your brother, Jeremy?” I smiled and said, “Oh, no, ma’am. This is Chris Baker. He goes to the university too. He also plays basketball with us on Saturdays, which is where we met. He was at the house this morning and wanted to come along to help.” Mrs. Reynolds smiled, “What a nice young man. Thank you so much. I’ll bring you out a glass. I still think he looks like he could be your little brother, Jeremy, and you’re both built alike.” I couldn’t believe she winked at me before turning back to go inside. Carl gave me an astonished look, “Did Mrs. Reynolds just wink at you?” I nodded and all three of us laughed. Minutes later, Mrs. Reynolds emerged with another glass of lemonade and Chris went over to retrieve it. After he accepted the lemonade and thanked Mrs. Reynolds, he turned to return to us and suddenly jumped a bit and blurted out, “Oh!” He spilled a small amount of his lemonade as we heard Mrs. Reynolds chuckling as she went inside. Carl asked, “What was that all about?” Chris turned red while smiling and said, “She pinched my butt.” Carl and I both burst out laughing while Chris stood there grinning. We finished the yard work and returned the glasses to Mrs. Reynolds. Chris kept his distance, but after thanking us, Mrs. Reynolds said, “We always appreciate you two coming over here to help out. We wish you’d take something for it, but you keep refusing. We’ll see you next week and bring your friend Chris along, if he wants. I’d like to see him again.” I said under my breath, “I’ll bet you do.” Chris gave me an elbow to the ribs. As we drove home, Carl received a call. From the conversation, I could tell he was talking to Chuck. Then he said, “Well, Chris is with us. He came along to help us with our landlord’s yard work. Ok, let me ask him.” Then Carl turned to Chris, “Would you want to stay for dinner? Chuck’s coming by and he prepared some baby back ribs and says he made plenty, so you’re welcome to stay and eat if you want.” I glanced in the rear-view mirror and saw Chris’s eye on me. I said, “Do you like ribs, Chris?” Chris said, “I love baby back ribs.” I said, “So why not stay for dinner?” I believe that was what Chris was waiting for since he then said, “Sure, I’d love to stay for dinner.”

We arrived home and as we got in the house, Carl said, “I’m going to grab a shower.” He then headed for the bathroom. I looked at Chris and said, “I guess you’ll have to share mine.” Chris looked at me and asked, “What about Chuck?” Carl apparently heard him and yelled, “Don’t worry, Chuck won’t be here for another hour or so!” Chris then grinned and followed me into my room. We undressed and then stepped into the bathroom. I turned on the water to get it heated. As we waited for the water to heat up, we pressed our bodies together and kissed. As we broke our kiss to climb in the shower, I pinched his butt, “Ow!” I laughed and said, “I was just wondering how Mrs. Reynolds felt when she did it.” He grinned and said, “Very funny, Jeremy.” We washed each other caringly and by the time we were finished, we were both stiff as steel rods. As we stepped out of the shower, I sat down on the toilet seat and said, “Come over here. We have a little time.” Chris said, “But what about you?” I smiled at him and said, "My needs will be fulfilled by getting you off.” Chris smiled and stepped over in front of me. I played with his balls as I licked the head of his throbbing cock. Chris looked down and watched, smiling. I looked into his eyes and then grabbed his round, muscular buns and pulled his shaft into my mouth. I worked him in and out of my mouth as I swirled my tongue around his shaft until he groaned and filled my mouth with his seed. I tried not to swallow much of it. Instead, I stood up and kissed Chris and shared some of his cum with him and then pulled back and held one finger up as to say, “Give me a minute”. Chris then watched as I walked out through my bedroom. I walked into Carl’s room, and he was still naked. He turned, wondering what I was doing there. Before he could say anything, I kissed him and shared the rest of Chris’ cum with him. Carl’s eyes opened wide when he realized what I was doing. After we had consumed Chris’ cum, I broke the kiss. Carl looked at me in astonishment, “What was that all about?” I grinned and said, “Wasn’t that some of the sweetest cum you’ve ever tasted?” Carl laughed and said, “It was, but yours is as well. Won’t Chris freak out if he knows what you just did?” I smiled and said, “Maybe embarrassed, but I don’t think he’ll mind. He knows you’re hot for him.” Carl grinned and asked, “You told him?” I just grinned and returned to my room where Chris was waiting. Chris asked, “What was that all about?" I said, “I hope you don’t mind but the mischievous side of me had an idea, and I went in and shared some of your cum with Carl.” Chris gave me a strange look as what I said registered. Then he asked, “You really did that?”, then a big grin came over him. I asked, “I’m sorry if you didn’t want me to do that, but I figured it might appease his lust for now.” Chris laughed and said, “I like Carl and maybe, and only if you want to, I’ll have that threesome he wants, but I don’t know if I want to be spit-roasted as you put it.” I kissed him and said, “I will never try to put you into a situation that you don’t want to be in. Carl would never knowingly hurt you either and he can be trusted to keep your secret.” Chris nodded, “He gained my trust the other morning, and I appreciated it.” We then got dressed and went out to get a fire going to have coals ready for cooking.

Chuck arrived and had quite a few bags of groceries with him as well as a couple trays covered in aluminum foil. We helped him carry it all into the kitchen and then Chuck went to work. The ribs had already been slow-baked to get them tender. Chuck was now about to put together the barbecue sauce. The first words out of his mouth were, “Does anyone not like hot peppers?” Carl and Chris both asked, simultaneously, “How hot?” Chuck laughed and said, “I put chopped jalapeno and chili peppers in my sauce. If you want, I could make some without the peppers.” Chris said, “I’m willing to try it with the peppers.” Carl then said, “I don’t want to be the only one who makes you make a separate sauce, and I’m willing to trust you after that amazing spaghetti you made. It was spicy too, but it was delicious.” We then watched, as Chuck made a sauce based on real honey, molasses, soy, and Worcestershire sauce along with cinnamon, ginger and other spices that we lost count. Meanwhile, I chopped up five jalapenos, four cayenne peppers, and five small red hot chili peppers. I, of course, used rubber gloves so my hands wouldn’t absorb the oils from the peppers. While I did that, Carl was chopping up things for a salad and Chris wrapped halved potatoes with butter and onion in aluminum foil and put the on the grill to bake. Carl and Chris were getting a little nervous at the amount of peppers, but neither one wanted to back out now.

Finally, we took the ribs out and put four full racks on the grill. Then, after they started getting hot, Chuck began spreading the barbecue sauce over them. We each drank a beer and Chuck said that was the timer for the ribs. Once each of us had finished our beer, Chuck brought each of us a glass of Riesling wine and then served us each a helping of salad, potato, and ribs, which were already falling off the bone. It sounded like we were all having sex out back as we ate the delicious meal. I was laughing at Chris and Carl’s exhaling sound of, “Whooo, Whooo.” as they felt the heat of the peppers on their palette. I asked, “Too much heat?” Chris smiled at me and said, “It’s really hot, but it’s so good. I can handle the heat as long as I can keep eating these delicious ribs. Chuck, this is so good.” Chuck replied, “I’m glad you like it.” Carl finally washed down a mouthful and said, “I don’t know why you don’t own a restaurant. You’re a fucking chef!” By the time we finished eating, there were no ribs left, nor anything else, and everyone was sitting around the fire groaning about how full they were. I asked Chuck, “How many racks did you bring?” He laughed and said, “Five. I got them cheap from the butcher.” Carl said, “We ate five full racks of ribs, and large baked potatoes? No wonder we’re too full to move!” Fortunately, we had used paper plates which we burned in the fire. The only thing we needed to clean up was the utensils. Chris helped me wash those as Carl and Chuck cleaned up out back.

We ended up in the living room and Carl asked if we wanted to play a game of cards or just watch something on tv. Chris said, “I have to get going. I need to study some before bed. Thanks again for the delicious dinner. You are a great cook, Chuck.” Chuck said, “Thanks. It was great hanging out with you off the court for a change. We should do it more often.” Chris nodded, then Carl said, “Thanks for the help with the yard work today, Chris.” Chris said, “I was happy to help, although I still can’t believe your landlord pinched my butt.” Then he grinned. Carl and I laughed, and Chuck asked, “Your landlord pinched his ass?” Carl said, “Yeah, Mrs. Reynolds. She’s a nice old lady, but apparently a little frisky. She was laughing as she went back inside.” Chuck grinned.

I walked Chris out to his car. Once we were outside, I said, “Thanks again for the help today. I hope Mrs. Reynolds hasn’t frightened you away.” Chris grinned and said, “Nah, she’s a nice old lady. If she likes pinching my butt, I’m more than happy to let her, as long as that’s as far as she goes.” I laughed and then pinched his butt and said, “It does feel like a nice piece of meat.” Chris pulled away from me and turned toward me laughing. I took a quick glance around and didn’t see anyone, so I gave him a quick kiss. Those dimples came out as he smiled and said, “Thanks, I’ll see you on campus tomorrow.” I said, “Yep. Lunch?” Chris replied, “Yeah, if I’m not still full from those ribs.” I laughed and said, “I know, right. They were delicious.” Chris then got in his car, started it and waved as he pulled out of our driveway.

I walked back into the living room and sat down in one of the stuffed chairs. Chuck was grinning and I asked, “What’s so funny?” Chuck replied, “I’d pinch that ass of his too if I wasn’t afraid of getting a fist in my jaw, yours too for that matter.” Carl had a surprised look on his face and said, “I can’t believe you said that, Chuck.” Chuck said, “It’s not like he doesn’t already know I’m gay. If you didn’t tell him, I’m sure Baker did after seeing me in your bed Friday night. Did I offend you, Jeremy?” I smiled and replied, “No, Chuck, you didn’t.” Then Chuck turned to Carl and said, “Don’t tell me you wouldn’t tap that hot ass on Baker if you had the opportunity.” Carl smiled but didn’t reply. Then Chuck looked back to me and said, “Carl wouldn’t answer me when I asked him. He said I should ask you myself.” Carl’s jaw dropped knowing what Chuck was about to ask me, “So, Jeremy, which way do you swing?” I thought I knew what he was asking, but wanted clarification, “What do you mean?” Chuck said, “Well, as you already know, I’m gay, but when I was in school, I dated girls. I know you had a girlfriend, Carl’s sister, and that you broke up with her not long ago.” I nodded, then asked, “And?” Chuck smiled and asked, “Well, have you ever messed around with another guy?” Carl’s face lost all its color. I smiled and said, “Well, I hadn’t before Kayla and I broke up. Then something happened one night, and I did.” Chuck smiled and asked, “So, did you enjoy it?” I glanced at Carl and said, “Yes, I did. It was a lot different than I expected.” Chuck asked, “Was it only that one time?” Carl asked, “What is this, an inquisition?” I laughed and said, “It’s ok, Carl. Should I tell him?” Carl just shrugged. I said, “My first time was with Carl.” Chuck looked surprised, “Your ex-girlfriend’s brother?” I laughed and said, “Yes, Carl, and we continued to explore after that first time. I’m still not sure which I prefer because sex with a girl and with a guy is different. Right now, I’ve been exploring my gay side.” Chuck looked at Carl and then asked, “So, you two aren’t boyfriends though?” Carl said, “We made an agreement that we’d see other people, but always safely. That’s why we use prep and condoms, except, uh.” Chuck asked, “Except?” I interceded, “Except under circumstances where it’s obvious there’s no danger.” Chuck nodded his head, “That makes sense and it’s a good idea. If you’ll excuse me, I need to get rid of some beer.” Once Chuck was out of range, Carl asked me, “So, what do you think? Want to play?” I grinned and said, “I’m game if you don’t mind.” Carl said, “No, it’s fine. Besides, you didn’t mind me having sex with Elijah.” The fact that he only mentioned Elijah and not Josh meant something. Did Carl have feelings for Chuck?

Once Chuck returned, Carl asked, “So, you want to play a game?” Chuck said, “Sure, like what?” I smiled and said, “How about poker.” Chuck said, “I’m not much of a gambler.” I said, “We don’t have to play for money.” Chuck said, “Then why not rummy or something like that?” Carl then said, “Strip poker.” Chuck turned to me, and I just smiled. Chuck then grinned and said, “I’m in.” We cleared the coffee table off, and Carl retrieved the cards. We agreed on five card stud to make the game go faster as it was Sunday night and Carl had work tomorrow and I had classes. Chuck said, “Let’s make things interesting. The first one to lose all his clothes gets spit roasted. The winner gets to fuck the loser and second place gets his dick sucked.” Carl and I looked at each other. I shrugged and Carl then said, “Deal.” Carl and Chuck sat on the sofa, and I sat on the other side on a chair. We agreed on five pieces of clothing; shoes, socks, t-shirt, shorts, and underwear. Chuck was the only one wearing a belt, so we agreed it wouldn’t count.

 I lost the first hand, and shed my shoes. Chuck lost the second hand and removed his shoes. Chuck lost again and pulled off his socks and said, “This isn’t the way I imagined it.” Carl and I laughed before I lost the next hand. After removing my socks, I dealt the next hand and Carl his first loss. Once Carl removed his shoes, Chuck dealt me another loss. I removed my t-shirt and was down to just my shorts and underwear. Needless to say, I was a little concerned and recalled what Chuck had said about my butt. Carl dealt himself a losing hand and was now tied with Chuck. I then dealt Chuck another loss and he removed his t-shirt, shaking his head. Chuck dealt the cards and I found myself dropping my shorts around my ankles. I began to imagine Chuck standing in front of me smiling with his cock in front of my face. I found my cock stirring at the thought. Carl dealt the next hand. I ended up with a pair of kings. Chuck had three fours. Carl took his time laying his hand out, a pair of threes. He pulled off his t-shirt as I dealt the next hand. I dealt the cards and Chuck revealed a pair of jacks. Carl grinned as he showed three twos. I grinned as I showed a pair of aces. Chuck yelled, “Fuck!” as he stood up, unbuckled his belt and dropped his shorts, revealing a red pair of CK briefs contrasting with my black jockeys. Chuck was sporting a chub beneath those CK’s and at the tip, the briefs were a bit darker red from the precum which was leaking from his cock. Then I noticed Chuck looking at my crotch and when I glanced down, saw I too had developed a wet spot at the tip of my own rigid cock. When I looked back up, Chuck was smiling at me as he shuffled the cards. I felt my face flush. Chuck then dealt out the cards. Carl flipped over a pair of kings. I smiled with relief as I turned over three jacks. Chuck then said, “This is getting interesting.” He then showed a pair of tens and a pair of fours. Carl grinned as he stood up and dropped his shorts. He was left in a pair of blue boxer briefs with a fluorescent green waistband. I hadn’t seen him wear them before. All three of us were now down to our last piece of clothing. The next person to lose would get spit roasted. Carl shuffled the cards and allowed Chuck to cut the deck before dealing out the cards. I was sure I had lost as I turned over a pair of tens. Chuck had a disgusted look on his face as he threw his cards down face up, saying, “Fucking king high. I got nothin’!” Carl grinned as he had three fives. Chuck had lost. As he stood up and pulled his briefs down over his stiff cock, he said, “Well this didn’t go like I had imagined.” Carl and I both laughed and then Chuck did as well. As Chuck was sitting back down, I said, “Nice Cock, Chuck.” He laughed and said, “I was hoping it was going to be between those marble hard buns of yours, but it may be the other way around.” I dealt Carl and me our cards and waited. Carl turned over three tens. I said, “Fuck!” as I turned over two pairs, aces, and queens. I stood up and lowered my briefs down around my ankles and stepped out of them. My cock head glistening with precum.

We went into my room and Carl stepped in front of Chuck and said, “You get to do the honors.” Indicating his boxer briefs. Chuck grinned and then bent down and used his teeth to pull them down. I retrieved condoms and a bottle of lube for Carl and the three of us got on the bed. I got on my knees and Chuck climbed over in front of me on all fours. He immediately began licking the underside of my cock. As he reached the tip, he curled his tongue to collect the precum which was now seeping out steadily. Then he held my cock up with his left hand while he licked my balls and took them into his mouth. Chuck moaned and I saw Carl working a finger into his hole to prepare it for his cock. Chuck then released my balls from his mouth and looked up at me with his tongue hanging out. He then began slapping my cock on his tongue and across his cheeks before putting his mouth over it. By now, Carl had three fingers working in Chuck’s hole and Chuck was doing an amazing job sucking my cock. His hands had found their way on each of my butt cheeks, and he was massaging and squeezing them as he bobbed on my cock. A low groan, vibrating on my cock from Chuck as Carl was now pushing his condom-sheathed cock into him. Soon, Chuck was moaning on my cock as Carl fucked him. It looked so hot watching Carl’s cock slide in and out of Chuck’s hole. I glanced down and saw Chuck looking up at me as his lips glided up and down my cock. I jumped, “Oh! Fuck!” as Carl pushed a finger past my tight ring. I was so busy watching Chuck getting fucked and sucking my cock that I hadn’t realized his fingers were moving closer and closer to my hole. “Ohhh fuuuck.” I moaned as he worked his fingers in me while he sucked my cock. Carl began speeding up and slamming into Chuck’s butt, pushing his mouth onto my cock as Chuck moaned between us. All three of us were breathing heavily as our orgasms approached. Carl said, “I’m getting close!” I said, “Me too! Fuck! Chuck, I’m going to cum!” I attempted to pull out of his mouth, but Chuck held me in place. I saw Carl pull out of Chuck and then I cried out, “Fuck! I’m cumming!” I began unloading my seed in Chuck’s mouth and just then, Carl stepped up next to me, cock in hand, and after a few strokes, began sending ropes of his cum across Chuck’s face and my pubes. As my last drops of cum seeped from my cock, Chuck pulled off my cock, keeping his lips tight to clean off every drop of cum. Then he turned to Carl’s cock and took it in his mouth to clean it of any remaining cum. Chuck then laid back and stroked his own cock a few times before it erupted, sending ropes of cum all over his torso. We all grinned as we caught our breath. Carl knelt down and licked his cum from my pubes and the Carl and I both knelt on either side of Chuck and licked the cum from his face and torso. We then engaged in a three-way kiss, snowballing the cum between us until it was consumed. I then asked Chuck if he wanted to rinse himself off in my shower. He accepted my offer and went in to do so.

As Carl and I laid on my bed, I said, “I feel a little guilty about Chuck losing after the amazing dinner he made for us.” Carl smiled at me and said, “Yeah, it wasn’t fair that he lost. He was looking forward to fucking you. It’s still a little early. You should let him fuck you.” I couldn’t believe what had just come out of Carl’s mouth, “What?” Carl smiled and said, “You should let Chuck fuck you. He thinks you have an amazing ass.” I began, “But, I mean, I thought maybe you and Chuck.” Carl smiled and said, “You thought me and Chuck might have a thing for each other?” Well, at least one of us could put a sentence together. I said, “The way you two were looking at each other when we were eating, it seemed like it.” Carl said, “I do have feelings for Chuck and hope that maybe he does for me, and it wasn’t like you and Chris weren’t making goo-goo eyes at each other all afternoon. I have feelings for both you and Chuck and you and I have to have a talk later. But I think it would be hot seeing you getting fucked by Chuck. What do you think?” I looked at Carl and smiled, “You want to watch Chuck fuck me?” Carl turned toward me and gave me a quick kiss, then smiled, “I’m not sure I’ll just be watching, but yeah.”

Just then, Chuck walked in, wearing a towel around his waist. He looked at us and asked, “Am I interrupting something?” Carl and I both smiled, and then I said, “No, you’re just in time as a matter of fact.” Then I nodded in the affirmative to Carl. Carl then looked up at Chuck and said, “That was some meal you brought over and made for us. Jeremy and I would like to show our appreciation.” Chuck said, “Just seeing how much you enjoyed it was thanks enough for me.” Carl said, “We’d like to offer you something, Chuck.” Chuck looked a little confused, “Like what?” I smiled and said, “My butt, if you want it.” Chuck looked at the two of us, seemingly trying to figure out if we were joking, “Are you serious?” The towel was already tenting. Carl reached over and pulled the towel off from around Chuck’s waist and Chuck’s cock sprang straight out in front of him. I rolled over and climbed on all fours with my head toward the head of the bed. Carl got up and handed Chuck a condom and the lube. Chuck looked at Carl and asked, “Are you just going to watch?” Carl smiled and said, “At first.” Then Chuck looked back to me and I could see what part of me he was looking at. I asked, “What are you waiting for?” Chuck looked like he was looking at a juicy steak, his mouth was watering, and his cock was drooling precum. Then Chuck asked, “Would you mind if I humped your buns for a little first, bareback?” I grinned and said, “Sure. Hump away.” Chuck was grinning from ear to ear as he climbed onto the bed behind me. Chuck then asked, “Could you lay on your stomach at first?” I slid down onto my stomach as requested and Chuck said, “Fuck yeah! Look at those two slabs of pure marble.” Then he lowered himself down. I felt the warm, slimy head of his precum-soaked cock first in between my buns. His cock slid smoothly in my butt crack. He continued sliding back and forth between my buns, sinking further down, deeper. I began taking deep breaths, almost expecting him to suddenly sink in to my hole which was twitching with excitement. Then Chuck suddenly stopped and moved up on his knees, pulling me up by my hips back onto all fours. Then Chuck’s cock was sliding between my cheeks once more, this time gliding across my exposed pink, tight ring. Chuck pulled back once more, saying, “If I keep that up, I’ll shoot my load before I ever get inside you.” I heard the package tear and looked back to see Chuck putting the condom on, then Carl stepped over and began sliding a lubed finger in my hole. He said, “I said I would watch at first. I thought I’d give Chuck a hand getting your hole ready.” Chuck said, “Thanks. It will give me a chance to calm down a little. I almost shot my load just humping that ass.” Carl added a second finger and then a third and then asked Chuck, “Ready to fuck this ass?” I smiled and said, “Hey! This ass has a name. Ow!” Carl slapped my right cheek leaving his handprint and said, “Yeah, Sweet Cheeks!” Chuck then moved up behind me and I felt the tip of his lubed, condom-sheathed cock slide up and down across my pucker before stopping. Then I felt the pressure as he pushed inside. I pushed back into it and suddenly yelped as it popped inside. Then he slowly sank inside me, whispering, “Oh my God. Fuck yeah. This is so fucking hot.” Chuck was soon pressed tightly against my buns, pulling himself as tight as he possibly could with his forearm around my abs. After a minute or so, he began to fuck me. He was taking long, slow strokes and each time he slid in, he would press into me as tightly as he could, “Fuck. These buns feel awesome!” I grunted, “Thanks, I guess. Uhh. Uhh. Ahhh. Aahh!” He began moving faster, but still at a steady pace. The clapping sound of his crotch contacting my buns was getting louder. Suddenly, Carl climbed onto the bed and knelt in front of me with his stiff cock in my face and a big smile on his. I grinned as I grunted out, “Uhh! So you, ahh, ahh want to, uhh, uhh, spitroast, uhhh, ahhh, me, ahh, fuck!” Carl didn’t say anything. He just continued smiling and then took his cock and slapped it across my face a few times before I took into my mouth, “Mmmm! MMmmm! MMmmm!” Chuck said, “Fuck yeah! Give him that cock, Carl!” The clapping sound grew louder and the frequency shorter as Chuck sped up and was slamming into me, driving me forward onto Carl’s cock. My mouth was now meeting his pubic bush each time Chuck slammed into me. My cock was so hard it was aching. I wanted so much to reach for it and stroke it, but I was hanging on to Carl to keep from getting a bloody nose from Chuck fucking me into Carl’s crotch. Then Chuck yelled out, “Fuck, I’m about to cum!” Carl said, “Yeah, me too.” Chuck pulled out of me, giving me an empty feeling and Carl then pulled out from my mouth. As Chuck was pulling off his condom, I flipped onto my back and grabbed my aching cock now that I wasn’t hanging on for dear life. Suddenly, Carl moved to kneel next to my head to my left and Chuck to my right just as ropes of cum shot from my cock across my chest, abs, and chin. As I spasmed from the fierce orgasm, I heard Chuck yell, “Fuck! Oh fuck, yeah!” as ropes of his cum began landing across my face, mostly on my right cheek. Carl yelled, “Yeah, Chuck! Paint his face! Fuck yeah! Me too!” I closed my eyes as I felt Carl’s cum landing across my face on the left side.” Carl and Chuck then began chuckling and then I felt tongues lapping at the cum on my face, starting with my eyelids. Carl said in my left ear, “You can open your eyes now, Jeremy.” I did and all I saw was Chuck and Carl’s mouths licking my face. I grinned and then was being kissed and fed the cum they were licking up. Once they were done kissing and tongue-lapping me, they helped me up and all three of us climbed into my shower. There wasn’t much room to move, but we succeeded in washing each other up.

After dressing, we helped Chuck get his things packed back in his car that he brought over to make the dinner. I thanked him again and then went back inside to allow Carl and him to talk. It had been a very busy, but awesome weekend. I was tired and ready for bed.

After giving Jeremy a hug, Chuck turned to close the trunk of his car. Carl held it open and said, “Hold on for a minute.” Chuck turned toward him. Carl said, “The trunk gives us cover from the neighbors.” Chuck grinned and said, “Brilliant.” Carl then leaned in and they kissed. When their lips separated, Carl said, “Thanks again for dinner. I hope you had a good time.” Chuck grinned and said, “It was so dope! Fucking Jeremy was epic! I can’t believe you talked him into it. Thanks. That meant a lot to me, not because I want to get into anything personal with him. I mean, he’s a great guy and all, but I don’t really know him that well. I have gotten to know you better this weekend and hope we can hang out together again soon. Unfortunately, I’ll be working next weekend, but could we plan something for the following one?” Carl grinned and said, “I’d like that too. I had a great weekend. We seem to have great chemistry. I kind of guilted Jeremy into letting you fuck him, but I think he enjoyed it. So, you’re not smitten by him?” Chuck laughed and said, “I am smitten by that bod and Baker’s for that matter, but you have a great body too and like you said, we seem to have chemistry. I like that. So, Friday night in two weeks?” Carl smiled and said, “It’s a date.” Chuck asked, “A date?” Carl said, “Yep.” Then kissed Chuck once more before closing the trunk. Chuck then got in his car and headed home.

Carl came back in the house and found me on the sofa in a pair of boxers. He sat down and said, “It’s been a long weekend and I’m pretty beat.” I smiled and said, “Yeah, me too.” Carl then asked, “Any regrets on letting Chuck fuck you?” I grinned and said, “No, it was pretty hot actually, even the facial at the end.” Carl said, “Yeah, sorry about that. It was kind of the heat of the moment after seeing you cum all over yourself.” I grinned and said, “No probs. Like I said, it was fun. How about you? Any regrets?” Carl asked, “About what?” I said, “well, you and Chuck seemed to have some chemistry and I don’t want to come in between that, like a third wheel.” Carl smiled and said, “No worries. Chuck likes you and your bod, but like you said, we do have some chemistry and want to see where it leads. We’re getting together again in two Fridays. Unfortunately, he has to work next weekend. So, now that we just had this talk about me and Chuck, are you and I ok?” I smiled and said, “Carl, I’m still figuring things out. After Kayla and I broke up, you helped me through it. We’ve had some awesome times since, and after Elijah and Josh’s visit and our talk, I realized you were right about us exploring things. No matter where things land with that, whether you decide you want to be with someone else or if I do, I think you and I will be ok.” Carl smiled and said, “Thanks, Jeremy. I think we will be too.” I stood up and said, “I’m going to bed. Ready?” I held out my hand. Carl took it, stood up, and we headed to my bedroom.

 

End of Chapter 27