If Truth be Told

So we sat on our asses looking as they critiqued our performances. “Addam is big but, Allen is longer,” Cindy said. ‘Wait? What?’

“Allen hit spots Addam didn’t,” Mindy replied. Allen slapped my chest with the back of his hand and a smile.

“Addam stretched everything like crazy; when he sprayed it was a fire hose. I mean, I felt every blast.” Mindy offered, reaching down pulling back fingers full of what she was talking about.

I smacked Allen in the chest. “It was so cool when I sucked Allen, his thin dick went right down my throat,” Mindy said and I smacked his chest again for the ‘thin dick’ comment.

“It was a challenge with Addam; I thought I’d choke when he forced his soda-can down my throat.” I smacked his chest again and thought about keeping score. Yes, I pack a soda can.

“Allen was easier and it just felt right,” And he hit my chest harder than I’d hit him; fine.

“I liked it though,” Cindy said. “I don’t know what it is? Addams’s cock is bigger than the toys we have but it didn’t hurt.” I smacked Allen, again. This time a little harder in the chest. ‘Dickhead.’

“That fuckin hurt, Addy.” He told me with a tone; the girls didn’t notice.

“Only Allen hit that spot for me,” Mindy said and Allen hit me in the chest with a fist. So that’s how it’s gonna be, I thought to myself?

He had just seriously pissed me off. “How can you say that?” Cindy asked Mindy. And I waited because depending on what was said next would have everything to do with how hard I hit him.

“I do Love you Cindy, but I want to feel something hot between my legs, not just a tongue.” And I looked at Allen.

“What does that fuckin mean? Wait? What?” I said looking at him.

“I was afraid when you told me we were cuming here. We’re not meant to be; I know that now. I want big-hot-cock, filling all my holes. I want throbbing dick shooting hot shit where ever he wants; I’ll take it. And not something cold and rubber; I want more than a tongue.”

“You always said you were happy with what we had.”

“After Addam, I want cock.” And she stood looking at me. I smacked Allen in the chest; not hard.

“When you’re through with him, call me.” And she started getting dressed.

“Wait? What?” Now I was pissed; how could she not want his cock. I mean give me a fucking break. All I could think about was his cock.

“Take one last look, Mindy. It’s the last time you see this.” And I wagged it at her.

“I will bet dollars to dimes his ass and mine will still be tighter than both of yours ten years from now.” It was the last thing I said to them.

They dressed, looked back at both of us, and closed the door behind them. “Ok? That just happened, right?” I asked.

“Let’s fix our Fairy Castel, Rat,” his smile so big.

“I want to wash them off me, Ally. I want to wash her off you, the stink of them makes me want to hurl. Will you help?” And he smiled bigger walking up the stairs.

As we washed each other, the stink of them going down the drain, we started to laugh. “I see what they do, Addam.”

“Don’t you even start, Allen? And it’s a fuckin fort.” I returned.

“Cum on, Addam. I am not you. You are so fuckin big; all of you.” And he turned away.

I pulled his back to my mouth, “Could someone built like you, turn you on?” It was a simple question and I needed to know.

“It wouldn’t make any difference. If it was you, built like me, it wouldn’t make any difference.”

He turned in my arms, “It’s not your body, Rat. Well? Maybe a little.” And that broke the serious moment.

“I won’t live long enough to explore your body with my tongue,” I said kissing him. “And I’m tired of you calling me, Rat.”

“I don’t know what you see in me, Ally?” I was feeling insecure even after the girls praised my cock.

“And I don’t know what you see in me, Addam?”

“I don’t know how you can say that?” I asked leaning him back in front of me in the shower.

“You are like the hottest fuckin thing on the planet,” I emphasized each word in his ear.

“You’re just saying that because of what they said.”

“You’re right. I’m just blowing smoke up your ass; which I intend on doing, by the way.” And what I said made both of us laugh.

“Jesus Christ, Allen. Are you trying to tell me you don’t know how you look?”

“Am I, this, what you like, Addam?”

“You are really gonna piss me off, Allen. As you said, our bodies aren’t what got us here. It was you and me.”

“Ok. Ok.” His hand went to my heart.

“I love this” then his hands rained over me. “All of this is just cracker-jacks.” And he did that Allen thing.

I remembered like when I was eight years old. I shared my Cracker-Jacks with him then we flipped for the prize. He had no idea the way he did shit. The tilt of his head, those dimples that could hold marbles, and a sultry fucking look I realized years later. “What?” He asked.

“Wanna rebuild the fort now?” I questioned claiming his lips with mine.

“Addam?”

“Don’t you even, Allen.” And we stepped out to dry off.

“Let me,” He said taking my towel.

I stood before him as he dried me, my face and chest, and my hair as he stood in front of me with drops of water sliding down his frame. He reached for the brush and combed my wet hair back then just looked at me.

Now having someone comb your hair shouldn’t have the effect it did on me; I was boning up. “You are such a horn dog, Addam.” And he dropped to his knees.

There was no rush other than my need to cum when he took me in his mouth. I know my dick is big, big as a toilet paper roll because I tried, big enough to stretch those girls and Allen. I tried pushing him off, “Allen I’m gonna.” That was all I got out.

He went at it, held the cheeks of my ass not letting me back off. He wasn’t gonna be shown up by a couple of girls who didn’t love my cock as he did. The feel of his tongue on the bottom of my dickhead, teeth scraping along the sides, and the roof of his mouth.

I tried resisting his pull, the feeling changed. Teeth now sliding over my shaft, and his tongue stretched down my length. Then he pulled hard and I watched all I had, disappear. He pulled off coughing then was right back on it.

I didn’t force it as I did with the girls, nothing to prove to Allen. It was amazing what he was doing, wanting this to happen, prove to himself and me he could take it all. I combed through his drying hair with my fingers, didn’t push, let him set the speed of his suck.

He was warmed up, most of my dick sliding down his throat with ease, a wet hand stroking when he pulled off, and then the fingers under my balls. I moved my feet further apart hoping he’d do it, a finger then two found my spot, and he moaned around my release.

My legs were shaking, hardly able to hold me as his fingers; two in my ass and the nails of the other stinging my left cheek. To say I came is an understatement. My balls rose up almost painfully with the pressure, trying not to push, holding off till the last possible second, I came with a moan from my gut.

Allen didn’t miss one drop, sucking hard and swallowing my gift to him, and my cock left his mouth shiny clean, and wilting fast. “That was fun, Addam.” He said smiling up at me.

His body had dried sucking so there was no need for me to do to him what he had. The fact that Allen was rock hard from sucking me was a turn-on in a big way. With my knees on the floor and his cock in my mouth, I needed to tell him.

I pulled off, “Allen? I need to tell you something.” He had to see it in my eyes.

“Is it going to hurt me, Addy?” He asked. That would have been the last thing I thought if he said it.

“Probably,” I told him looking at the floor.

“Why would you want to hurt me?” He asked. I couldn’t look up at him as his cock softened.

“I would never do that, Ally. I’d never hurt you intentionally. You have to know that?” And I took him back in my mouth.

I was the one who insisted on the violent mouth fuck; pushed and pulled at a speed I wasn’t sure I could keep up with. His cock went down my throat; I’d never call him a thin dick. He hardened again completely, allowed me to fuck my mouth and throat with his steel shaft.

I pulled his balls harder than I meant to, could feel them pull up, and I went as deep as I could have not expected the volume I pulled from him.

 After I took the brush combing his hair after I dried it, looked at him in total awe, my best friend and love of my life

Naked we walked downstairs taking in the mess of our fort wondering just how this night might have ended without the interruption of the girls. Body-wise, I was spent. I stretched on the couch holding out my arms to him.

He molded into me with his head cuming to rest under my chin, a finger twirling the sparse hair on my chest, and my arm came around him feeling our skin melt together. His hand lay on my chest, slowly slid down to my belly button, then scratched my still moist pubes.

I made circles on his back, slid my hand down only making it to the top of his ass, and I wished my arms were longer. I fell asleep with the smell of his hair making me light-headed, my eyes unable to stay open, and I was out.

I have no idea what time we drifted off, don’t remember dreaming, but I felt him sleeping on me till a hard knock came on the door. I’ve never seen anybody go from sleep to pissed off, one of his knees squishing my balls into the couch as he stood. He was mumbling to himself as he flung the door open.

I waited for something, anything, to give me a clue who was at the door. “Dad???”

“You guys were supposed to be over for breakfast and your mom sent us over to see if anything was wrong?”

“Us?” He questioned.

“Allen?” my Dad said cuming into view.

Another long pause, silence lasting forever as Allen stood there nude, and our Dads’ waited. I sat up and turned seeing two men with smiles on their faces, Allen looking mortified, and his Dad took out his phone.

“It’s gonna be about a half-hour, Hun. The boys overslept; maybe an hour. Let’s call it brunch.”  And he hung up.

“What the hell time is it, Dad?” he asked like he was fully clothed.

“10:30.”

“In the morning?” he questioned with surprise.

His Dad turned to mine waving a hand at Allen. “This is exactly what I’m talking about; I swear he’s losing more brain cells every day. Son? Is it dark out?” He asked straight-faced, I laughed. It was funny.

That brought all eyes to me, Ally was just a glair, his Dad looking amused, and my Dad stuck his head around the corner and smiled. All of a sudden Allen looked mortified as he closed the door a little stepping behind it.

“Cum on, Ron. I’ll buy you a Bloody Mary.” And my Dad smacked his Dad in the arm.

“You boys have till noon.” His Dad told us and they walked away.

Allen stood in disbelief, the door still open, him standing behind it, and I stood just in time for his neighbor to walk by seeing me in all my glory. “Oh, Hi.” He said closing the door.

FYA

This is a dump of stories and chapters. You will read this one, ‘If Truth Be Told’. You will read a chapter from ‘Something Different'. If our Host approves, you will read a chapter from, ‘The Bug’. And let’s not forget, ‘Just a Glance’. RJC.