An Unexpected Turn

Raw Urges

After Chad and Ryan had breakfast, they drove to Chad’s place (The one Ian owned). After retrieving and reading his mail (mostly bills), Chad threw some laundry in the washing machine and then ran the vacuum cleaner. Not wanting to be a useless guest, Ryan began dusting. As Chad finished vacuuming, he glanced over to see Ryan bent over the coffee table dusting it with the feather duster. He grinned to himself and silently walked up behind him. Once behind him, he grabbed Ryan’s hips and pressed his crotch into his firm buns. Ryan jumped slightly and then stood upright and pressed back into Chad. “The only way you could have looked sexier just now was if you were dressed in a maid’s outfit”, Chad said in Ryan’s ear. Ryan began laughing and turned to Chad and replied, “I’m not into cross dressing, but that does sound like it might be fun. Of course, I’d not be wearing underwear if that ever happened”.  Chad laughed and said, “Maybe next time you’re visiting. In the meantime…”, and then he reached around in front of Ryan and undid his belt, opened his shorts, unzipped the fly and pushed both his shorts and underwear down around his ankles. Chad then pushed up against Ryan’s naked buns. Ryan felt Chad’s hardness through the fabric of Chad’s shorts and dropped the feather duster to grab the coffee table with both hands. Chad began kissing and licking Ryan’s neck and ear as he pressed his hardness into the valley between his firm buns. Ryan leaned his head back onto Chad’s shoulder and let out a whimper. Chad smiled and said, “I think the work is done and it seems Ryan’s ready to play”. Ryan only whimpered again in return but pushed back into Chad harder. Chad pulled back enough to open his shorts and allow them to drop to his ankles and then pushed his underwear down as well. He then pushed his hard shaft into the crevice between Ryan’s hard buns and began sliding it up and down. Ryan let out yet another whimper, pushed back into the hard shaft, which was being lubed by Chad’s own precum, and said, “Fuck me, Chad. I need your cock in me so bad. Take my ass”. Chad was so turned on by what Ryan was saying and since his cock was already lubing Ryan’s buns with his precum, he just rolled on a condom and pressed the tip of his cock to Ryan’s waiting hole. Ryan took a sharp breath as Chad pushed inside him with only the precum for lube. The pain eased quickly, and Ryan pushed back onto Chad as Chad pushed forward and soon Chad was pressed fully inside him. Ryan leaned forward and placed his hands on the coffee table and said, “Fuck me Chad”.  Chad needed no further prodding and began slowly at first, pistoning in and out of Ryan. Soon Ryan was moving back into Chad’s forward thrusts. Chad began increasing speed, slapping his hips into Ryan’s firm bun. “Fuck! Yeah! Fuck me! Slam my ass Chad”, Ryan cried out. Soon the house was filled with the rapid slapping of skin on skin, Loud grunts and groans and the periodic encouragement frm Ryan for Chad to fuck him harder. “Fuck, I’m going to cum”, Chad suddenly cried out. Ryan quickly pushed himself off of Chad’s cock, creating a slight popping as his cock pulled out. Chad was surprised at Ryan’s move but understood when Ryan spun around and dropped to his knees in front of him. Chad pulled off the condom and was about to slide his cock into Ryan’s mouth, but Ryan stopped him and said, “Paint me” and then closed his eyes and opened his mouth. As soon as Chad grabbed his throbbing cock and gave it a stroke, it began blasting its seed across Ryan’s face and hair and into his mouth. As the last of Chad’s cum dribbled from the tip of his cock, Ryan took it into his mouth and cleaned the remaining cum from it. Chad grinned down at Ryan’s sexy, cum-covered face and leaned down and kissed him, tasting his own cum. Chad then pulled Ryan to his feet and said, “My turn”, before dropping to his knees. It didn’t take Ryan long to unload a batch of his own baby batter onto Chad’s face and hair and into his mouth as well. Once Chad had cleaned Ryan’s cock, he stood up and they locked lips in a frenzy-filled kiss with tongues dueling and trading the cum in each other’s mouths. When they finally pulled back and looked at each other, they both laughed at the cum-covered image standing before them. “That was so lit Chad”, Ryan said. Chad agreed, saying, “So fucking hot, dude. I guess we should get another shower before meeting up with the guys though”.

As I pulled into the parking lot at the restaurant, Chad and Ryan were just getting out of Chad’s car. I noticed they were both smiling at each other as if sharing a joke. I parked a few spaces down from them and the four of us got out. Ryan and Chad came over and greeted us. We were immediately led to our table as I had made reservations the day before.

As we waited for the waiter or waitress, a busboy came over with a pitcher of water to fill our glasses. He seemed a little nervous as he glanced at each of us. When his eyes fell on Ian, Ian was looking right at him. “Whoa”, Chad suddenly yelled! The busboy had over-filled his glass and it was beginning to spill over. The busboy stopped and said, “I’m so sorry”, but before he had a chance to grab the rag from his back pocket, Ryan had already begun sopping it up with his napkin. The busboy said, “Let me get that for you sir”. Chad grinned and said, “That’s ok, the maid got it”. Ryan gave Chad a look that could kill before a slight grin escaped the look he’d wanted to express. The busboy had a confused look on his face and said, “Let me take that wet napkin and get you a clean one sir”. Ryan looked over and as he handed the busboy his wet napkin, he noticed the bulge in the kid’s pants. Ryan grinned as he looked to the boy’s face and said, “The name’s Ryan. What’s yours”? The boy stammered, “Umm, my name”? Ryan smiled even wider at the boy’s obvious nervousness and said, “Yes, what’s your name or have you forgotten it”? The boy’s face turned red as he glanced down as if looking for a name tag that wasn’t there. He looked back to Ryan and said, “Uh, it’s Peter sir, I mean Ryan”. Scott couldn’t resist and asked, “Which is it, Peter or Ryan”? We all laughed, and the poor kid became beet red. Ian had also noticed the bulge in the kid’s pants and even through his embarrassment, his bulge didn’t go down. Ian said, “Don’t mind these guys. They’re like sharks. If they smell blood in the water, they go in for the kill. I’m Ian, this is Steve, Tony, Scott, Chad and you already know Ryan’s name”. “Nice to meet you all. I, umm, I’ll be right back with a clean napkin for you Ryan”, Peter said as he turned to go. “Thanks Peter”, Ryan said, still grinning.

As Peter disappeared through a set of doors, we all started laughing. “I think his tongue almost fell out of his mouth while he looked at you Ian”, Scott said. “Shit, he was checking everyone of you out from what I saw”, I said. “So, you didn’t see him checking you out Steve. I think he wet his pants when his eyes fell on you”, Chad commented. “He definitely had something going on in his pants”, Ryan said. We all laughed, and I said, “Yeah, he was surely thinking with his lower head since he couldn’t form a complete sentence with his other one”. More laughter. Just then our waiter approached the table, “Hi, my name is Brian. May I get you a drink? If you’re ready to order, I’ll take that as well. If not, just signal when you are ready. I hope our busboy wasn’t too annoying. I saw he overflowed one of your glasses. What a clutz”. “It was an accident and he apologized for it”, Ryan said. “Yeah, don’t be too hard on him. He’s just a kid”, I added. Brian seemed annoyed by our defense of Peter and said, “Once you’re eighteen, I don’t consider you a kid anymore. He’s going to college soon. He should act more mature. We have two sixteen-year-olds that work here in the evenings that do a better job than he does. I’ve complained about him to the manager several times, but I think the manager likes him, if you know what I mean”. We ordered our drinks and Brian sauntered off. “I think someone is jealous”, Chad commented. Tony added, “Yeah, the ‘if you know what I mean’ comment was definitely dripping with it. I noticed as he was talking, his eyes kept drifting from your face to your crotch Steve. He definitely liked what he saw”. I could feel my face getting warm and replied, “Sorry about his luck. Ian’s much hotter and has a far better personality”. Ian grinned and said, “Why, thank you Steve”. I smiled back at him and said, “Don’t let it go to your head stud”. Oops, I never use that term except when we’re alone. “Stud, eh? Is that your bedroom nickname Ian”, Scott asked? Ian turned pink. Chad joined in teasing, “Maybe we should start calling you that Ian. Sounds like it might stick”. Ian countered, “If you do, I have some nicknames in mind for you as well Chad”. Chad suddenly looked afraid, “Ok Ian, no nicknames”. Everyone but Chad laughed, but at the same time wondered what nickname may have worried Chad.

I tried to flag down Brian to place our order, but he seemed busy with other patrons. Peter finished cleaning a newly empty table and came over to us and handed Ryan a clean napkin, “Sorry it took so long, but I have to jump on every table as soon as the customers leave so that someone else can be seated. It gets pretty busy in here at lunchtime and I’m the only busboy during the lunch hour. There are four during dinner”. “That’s not very fair”, Scott said. “Why don’t they get you some help”, I asked? “They did hire one guy, but he quit after one day. He said it was slave labor and we should have more help”, Peter explained. Ryan shook his head, “And yet you do it by yourself”. I then asked, “Do you get to share in the tips”? Peter laughed and then said, “Yeah. I get five percent of the tips on the receipts and two percent of the claimed cash tips”. “Claimed”, Ian asked? Peter smirked, “The waiters and waitresses get a lot of cash tips, but they only claim a tiny bit of it because it has to be claimed on their income taxes. As a result, two percent of that is less than peanuts. It’s an empty peanut shell”. “That sucks”, Tony said. Peter only shrugged and said, “I understand their situation and the tips on the receipts aren’t bad. I just wish it was more like ten percent than five”.

Just then Brian walked up, “Is he bothering you guys”? I quickly said, “No, actually he was bringing Ryan another napkin he needed. He was very helpful”. Peter gave me a quick smile before saying, “Nice talking to you guys. I need to see if any more tables are empty or if someone needs a refill on their water”. Ryan said, “Thanks Peter. Nice talking to you”. Brian then gave us our drinks and took our order.

While we waited for our food, Ryan got up and left to use the restroom. On his way there, he noticed Peter looking over the restaurant apparently looking for tables to clean or customers in need of water even though it was the waiter’s jobs to refill drinks. Ryan stopped and asked, “So where are you going to college”? Peter smiled when he realized who had asked the question, “I’m going to State, Main Campus just north of the Capital”. Ryan brightened and said, “Really? That’s where I go. I’m in my second year. Maybe we could get together when the semester begins”. Peter’s whole face lit up, “I’d really like that. Maybe you could show me around campus. It will be great to know someone. Well, I guess we really don’t KNOW each other having just met”. Ryan grinned, “I know what you mean. Maybe we can get to know each other better once we’re there”. Peter replied, “That would be great Ryan. I don’t want to crimp your social life though, me being a freshman and all”. Ryan grinned and thought, ‘What social life’, but said, “It won’t be a problem and I’m sure you’ll find other friends pretty quickly”.  “Thanks”, Peter said. They traded phone contacts and Ryan continued toward the restroom. Peter spent the rest of the day with a smile on his face.

After we finished eating and paying the tab, we got up to leave. I told the other guys I’d meet them in the parking lot. I saw Peter at the far end of the restaurant and approached him. He looked surprised to see me but gave me a huge smile. “Can I help you with something? Uh, Steve, right”, Peter asked? I smiled and noticed Peter’s eyes shift from my face to my body and back to look me in the eyes. I said, “You can help me by accepting this. I know busboys don’t usually get tips directly, but I insist”, and then pushed a bill into his front pocket. He jumped and inhaled sharply. I hadn’t expected to feel his woody through his pocket and quickly removed my hand realizing I’d embarrassed him, “Sorry”. His face was bright red as he said, “Me too”. I grinned at him and said, “Nice meeting you Peter. Hope you’re here the next time we’re in for lunch. I’ll try to make it before you start college”. Peter grinned sheepishly and said, “I’ll look forward to it Steve. Thank you for the tip.”. I then headed out to my car and the rest of the guys.

Peter kept his hands in front of his groin for a while until his hardon softened. He then remembered the tip Steve had given him and pulled it from his pocket. It was a hundred-dollar bill. Peter’s mouth dropped open and he quickly put the bill back in his pocket. His smile grew larger than it had already been.

We headed back to the house. It began raining before we got there. When we all got back inside, Tony and Scott immediately began packing their things to head out. They were supposed to meet up with Mike later that evening at a park across town, but with the rain, plans would have to change, and they were waiting on Mike to return their call. By the time Mike returned their call, it was pouring, and the forecast was for it to be wet for the next three days, remnants of a storm system from out west mixed with the remnants of the hurricane coming up from the south. As they prepared to rush out to their cars, I asked, “Hope you enjoyed the weekend. Do you have everything”? Tony and Scott both grinned and Tony said, “It was an awesome weekend, Steve. Thanks for everything and I do mean everything”. Scott laughed and joked, “He’s still walking funny from your log, so I’ll take it easy on him the next couple of days”. Tony turned a bit pink, but countered, “I’m not the one who was complaining a little while ago about being sore”. Scott gave Tony an elbow in the ribs and said, “Thanks for sharing that fucker”. I laughed and then said, “Say hi to Mike for me and let him know he’s welcome any time. The same goes for Julie”. Tony said, “We’ll let him know. We’re meeting at my house now because of the rain”. Scott added, “Yeah, they have a great family room downstairs. Not as big as yours Steve, but it’s pretty nice; Pinball machine, ping pong and even a six-foot pool table”. I smiled and said, “Nice. You guys have a good evening”. They then darted out through the rain and drove off.

About a half hour later, I thought I heard another car, but due to the rain I wasn’t sure. Then the doorbell was ringing. I opened the door to find a waterlogged Carl standing before me smiling. “Carl, you’re soaked. Come in. I’ll get you a towel”. “Thanks. Where’s Chad and Ian”, Carl asked? “They’re in the living room”, I replied as I went in the bathroom for a towel. When I returned, Carl had already peeled off his shirt and was opening the button on his shorts. He dropped them and peeled off his soaked briefs as well. As I handed him the towel, I heard behind me, “We’re getting some drinks Steve, what would you like? Whoa! What do we have here”, Ian was saying? I turned to see Ian, Chad and Ryan gawking at Carl’s naked form. I grinned at their surprised look and then found my manners, “Ryan, this is Carl. Carl, Ryan”. Carl reached out his hand to Ryan who snapped out of his shocked state and took Carl’s hand and shook it, “Nice to meet you Carl”, Ryan said grinning. Carl said, “Same here Ryan. It’s really pouring out there. I was soaked just getting from the car to the door”. Chad quipped, “Carl finds any excuse to get naked”. Carl grinned at Chad and retorted, “And you don’t”? Ian laughed. Jr. perked up.

Ian and Chad made us drinks while I put Carl’s clothes in the dryer. Ryan took Carl in his bedroom and got him a pair of shorts since they were of similar build. As Carl put on the shorts Ryan handed him, he asked, “Are you the Ryan Steve and Ian met on their last site visit”? Ryan replied, “Yes, that’s me. That was right before the accident”. Carl said, “Yeah, I know. I was there”. Ryan looked at him, surprised, “You were involved in that accident”? Carl suddenly looked sad, “Yeah. We were about to get hit head on when Steve suddenly gave the guy some room, almost getting rear-ended by the car behind him. It enabled the guy to get over some, but not enough to avoid colliding with our car, my grandpa’s car”. Ryan looked stunned, then said, “Oh my god! You were in the oncoming car! It was your grandpa who was killed, wasn’t it? I’m so sorry for you”. Carl grinned slightly, “Thanks, but it’s ok. I know my grandpa’s in a good place now. I’m sure he checks in on me now and then. I’m really glad Steve got to talk to him before he moved on”. Ryan nodded having heard the story and hearing Carl, it reinforced his belief that the conversation between Steve and Carl’s dead grandfather had actually happened. “Well, thanks for loaning me the shorts Ryan. Maybe we should join the others”, Carl said, wanting to change the subject. Ryan realized it and said, “Sure. Sorry to have brought up a bad day for you”. Carl smiled and said, “It’s ok. It’s good to be reminded of my granpa sometimes. It makes me recall all the good times. Sometimes though I just wish he was still here, you know?”, and then Carl turned away and opened the door as a tear ran down his cheek. Ryan could tell by the sound of Carl’s cracked voice and decided to let it go and remained silent as he walked behind Carl to where the others had assembled in the hall. Ian and Chad handed Carl and Ryan their drinks and they headed through Steve and Ian’s bedroom to the back private deck. “As much as I have friends out here, I think maybe I’ll make another entrance instead of having to go through our bedroom all the time to get out here”, I said half to myself.

When we got out to the deck, Ian said, “Holy shit”! It was almost as if looking at a wall of water. It was raining that hard. It seemed as if everyone grabbed their phone to look at a weather app at the same time. “It’s supposed to rain like this for a few days”, Chad said. “Not this bad though, right”, Carl asked? “It just says rain through Wednesday night, some heavy downpours”, Chad explained. “Great”, Ryan commented. Suddenly lightning flashed blinding everyone by its brightness followed by a deafening crack of thunder. “Fuck! That seemed close”, Carl said in a raised voice! “We are at the edge of the water, remember. During a normal thunderstorm, you can see all kinds of lightning strikes hitting the water in the distance. This isn’t a normal storm though. It’s a wall of water”, I said, then added, “Why don’t we take our drinks back inside. We can hardly hear ourselves out here with the roar of this rain”.

We all went inside and went down to the family room downstairs where it was quieter. We decided to see what was on TV and ended up watching a movie instead. We took a vote and decided to watch The Avengers Infinity War first. We took a break after that and while I made up the meat, the others each chopped onion, lettuce, peppers and tomatoes and shredded cheese to make tacos for dinner. I had made two pounds of burger and a pound of turkey meat and when we were finished, there was none left. We were all stuffed as we grabbed some more drinks and went back down to watch End Game. Ian and I shared the love seat while Ryan, Chad and Carl shared the large sofa. It was obvious the storm wasn’t easing up when we were upstairs, so I suggested Chad and Carl stay for the night. They readily agreed. Ian’s head laid against my right pec as my arm was draped over his shoulder. When I glanced over at the sofa, I noticed the other three were snuggled closely together as well. It had been a long day and we were all tired, so we just relaxed, watched the movie, and then dozed for a while.

I woke up to Ian drawing circles around my left nipple. When he felt me move, he looked up at me grinning and seeing the look on my face, he giggled. Jr. throbbed and had decided what would happen next. “Hey guys! Sorry to disturb your slumber, but Ian and I are going to bed. I’ll leave the three of you to decide your sleeping arrangement”, I said. The three of them stirred awake and each mumbled a goodnight to us, and we headed upstairs to the sound of the still pounding rain outside.

Carl yawned and then asked, “So, what are the sleeping arrangements for the three of us”? Chad glanced at Ryan and then to Carl and said, “I’m not sure, but after that nap I’m not ready for bed just yet. What about the two of you”? Ryan grinned, “I’m not ready for bed quite yet either, so I’m up for whatever”. Carl then replied, “I doubt I’d be able to sleep right now, especially with the thunder constantly rumbling. What do we wanna do”? Carl and Ryan both looked to Chad. Chad just shrugged and said, “I don’t know. I’m open for suggestions”. Ryan then suggested, “How about a game of pool”? Chad said, “There’s three of us Ryan”. “Ever played cutthroat”, Ryan asked? Carl said, “I’m not a very good pool player, but I’ll give it a try. How do you play cutthroat”? “Yeah Ryan, I never played it either”, Chad said. Ryan then explained, “Ok, we each get five balls, one through five, six through ten and eleven through fifteen. The object is to put the other guy’s balls in. Whoever is the last one with their balls on the table wins. If you get all your balls off the table, you’re out of the game. However, if someone scratches, one of each of the other guys balls gets put back on the table, so you can get back in the game as long as it’s not over. Whoever gets one through five gets to break. Eleven through fifteen goes last. Like regular pool, if you make a shot, you go again and you are allowed to put your own balls in”. Chad asked, “Why would you want to do that”? “If your ball is in front of a pocket or it’s the only way you can keep shooting, it’s an option”, Ryan explained. “I’m in”, Carl said. “Me too”, Chad said, then added, “Let’s make it interesting. Each time one of your own balls drops, you have to lose a piece of clothes, but we’ll have to each have only five things on to lose”. “Ok”, Carl agreed, then Ryan said, “Let’s make it even more interesting; The loser gets spit roasted. The winner gets to fuck the loser while he sucks off the one who comes in second”. “Now wait a fucking minute! I’m probably the worst pool player here, so I’m probably going to end up losing”, Carl complained. Chad shook his head at Carl grinning and asked, “So what’s the downside”? Carl looked at Chad like he had three heads at first and then burst out laughing. “Ok, let’s do this”, Carl then said. Ryan and Chad then agreed to let Carl break since he was the worst player. Ryan and Chad flipped a coin and Ryan lost, shooting last.

As soon as we got in the bedroom, I began pulling Ian’s clothes off. He kept giggling as I undressed him, so by the time I had his briefs around his ankles, my cock was so hard I thought it might rip right through my shorts. “My turn”, Ian said to me grinning. I stood smiling at him as he pulled my t-shirt up over my head and then began undoing my shorts. As he slid my shorts down and dropped to his knees, he let out another giggle. My cock jumped again. Ian looked up into my eyes and said, “Jr’s drooling a lot”. My grin grew wider, and I replied, “That’s because he’s hungry for the delicious stud kneeling in front of him”. Ian then said, “I’m hungry for him too”, and then leaned in and put his mouth over the huge wet spot where my precum had soaked through my boxer briefs. “Fuck yeah”, I sighed as he began licking and sucking up the precum through my briefs. Once he was satisfied he’d gotten most of my precum, he began nibbling down my shaft like he was eating corn from the cob. My cock throbbed each time he bit down causing me to groan with delight. He reached up and cupped my balls in his right hand and then moved his mouth back up my cock toward the tip. Still cupping my balls, he moved his mouth up to the waistband of my boxer brief where it was gapped from my throbbing cock. Taking the elastic in his teeth, he gradually pulled the front down until my cock was freed and smacked him in the face causing some of my precum to spatter his left cheek. Ian giggled and released the waistband and it smacked into the base of my hard shaft causing more precum to surge from the tip of my cock and seep down the shaft. Ian looked up into my eyes grinning before working his way behind me. He then took the waistband of my briefs in his mouth again just above my butt crack and slowly pulled my boxer briefs down over my butt. He released the waistband and it snapped into the top of my thighs. He then licked each of my cheeks before giving them both a slap with each hand. “Ow”, I yelled out even though it really didn’t sting very much, but he giggled at my reaction and then worked his way back in front of me where he pushed his nose into my crotch, took the waistband of my briefs in his teeth again and pulled them the rest of the way down. As he turned back up, his nose immediately came into contact with the string of precum which was slowly building in length from my painfully hard cock. Ian tilted his head back and stuck out his tongue and proceeded to engulf the entire string until his mouth was over the head of my cock. “Fuck, that was hot Ian”, I groaned in pleasure. He licked at the head of my cock tasting my precum and then began taking more of me into his mouth. After a few minutes of this, I reached down under his arms and pulled him up, “Let’s get on the bed so I can get at your hot cock as well”, I said. We climbed onto the bed on our sides in a sixty-nine position. I first licked at the head of his precum-soaked cock before taking it in my mouth. Minutes later I rolled onto my back and Ian climbed over me and we continued our sixty-nine. With Ian’s legs spread out on either side of my head, I took advantage and wet my fingers before reaching up and sliding them to rub the rosebud in his deep crevasse. He began moaning on my cock as I slowly massaged his rosebud. A deep groan emerged from Ian as I inserted a finger into him. He didn’t wait for me to insert it fully. Instead, he pushed back onto my finger, taking it inside. I soon added a second finger and then a third as he moaned on my cock.

Suddenly, Ian pulled off my cock and pushed my arm, removing my fingers from inside himself. He flipped around and said, “I need you inside me Steve”. He climbed over me and slowly slid down on my steely hard cock impaling himself fully on it. “Holy fuck Ian “, I said, shocked that he slid completely onto me so quickly! Ian gave me a slight smile, but his mouth was wide open, and his eyes were rolled up in the back of his head. He began to ride my cock slowly at first and I began pushing up into his downward moves. “Oh, fuck yes! Oh fuck! Your cock feels so good. I need this cock in me Steve. Oh, fuck yes. Give it to me”, Ian was saying. “Your fucking ass feels so good, so hot Ian. Ride my cock”, I said as we started working faster and harder. We locked our eyes together and soon stopped verbally communicating. We knew what the other was thinking, so soon the sounds of heavy breathing, moaning, grunting, and the slapping of our bodies together were the only sounds filling the room mixing with the rain and thunder outside. Ian’s hard cock was bouncing off my abdomen and leaving a pool of precum, which was filling up the valleys between my ab muscles. Suddenly Ian cried out, “Oh my god Steve, I’m gonna cum! Fuck”! His sphincter clamped down on my cock and his cock began firing cum across my face and chest. That triggered my own release, “I’m cumming too stud! Oh my god! Yes”, I cried out as I filled him with my seed. As our orgasms ebbed and our breathing slowed, Ian looked down at me grinning and said, “You look so sexy with my cum all over your face Steve”. I laughed and said, “Come here”, as I grabbed him and pulled him down for a cummy kiss. We swapped his cum back and forth with our tongues and I was soon working my still stiff cock in his hole again while his own stiff cock slid across my abs, lubed with his cum sandwiched between us. “Another round”, I asked as we broke the kiss? He looked at me with an evil grin and said, “Yep”, but then pulled off my cock. I gave him a confused look, but he just grinned at me and slid down between my legs. When he reached under my legs and pulled them up onto his shoulders, I knew what he was doing. “Yeah stud. Give me that hot cock”, I growled.

Carl’s break put Ryans eleven ball in. He put Chad’s nine ball in on his second shot. Ryan and Chad each removed their shoes. Carl missed Ryan’s thirteen ball on his next shot, but it stopped in front of the side pocket. “Not bad for someone who’s lousy at pool”, Chad said grinning at Carl, then he glanced over to Ryan before sinking his thirteen-ball adding, “Wasn’t going to leave you in suspense”. While Ryan pulled off his socks, Chad put away Carl’s three and five balls, then sank Ryan’s fourteen. He missed Ryan’s twelve ball. Ryan pulled off his t-shirt and Carl removed his shoes and socks. It was then Ryan’s turn, and he wasted no time putting away Chad’s six and eight balls, then sank Carl’s one ball. They were now all even with two balls each on the table and with their shorts and underwear left. Ryan then sank Chad’s ten ball but missed his seven. Chad slid out of his shorts, “That was too close”, he said looking at Ryan. Carl said, “I was hoping he made it”, as he grinned, then put Ryan’s fifteen in the corner pocket, but missed Chad’s seven on his next shot. “Lucky seven”, Chad said as Ryan slid his shorts off. Chad then grinned at Carl before sinking his two ball. Carl lost his shorts and then yelled, “Fuck”, as Chad put away Carl’s four. Chad grinned at Carl as he slid out of Ryan’s blue Jockeys he’d let him borrow. His cock was already semi-hard. Chad then grinned at Ryan as he eyed up Ryan’s last remaining ball. He took the shot and yelled, “Yes”, as the twelve ball fell into the side pocket. “Shit”, Chad said as the cue ball fell into the side pocket scratching. “Yes”, Carl and Ryan yelled in unison. Chad brought one of each of Ryan and Carl’s balls back on the table before saying to Ryan, “You still need to lose those cute Calvin Klein sweet cheeks”. “I guess”, Ryan said as he slid them off before going over and sinking that ‘lucky seven’ ball and then bumping into the one and fifteen balls, breaking them apart. Ryan grinned at Chad before he put the one ball in the corner pocket, winning the game and making Chad the loser.

Ian was slowly gliding his cock in and out of me while staring intensely into my eyes. I groaned with pleasure each time his cock grazed across my prostate, and he smiled knowingly. We weren’t having sex. We were making love, and communication was flowing between us freely though no words were spoken. As Ian’s thrusts became more rapid, our lips joined. Ian soon began groaning and his thrusts became more ragged. Waves of pleasure were washing over me as my hole gripped his thrusting cock like a vise and then we came together, his cum flooding inside me, and my cum firing between us. Our lips never parted and as our orgasms subsided and our chests heaved, Ian collapsed fully down onto me, and my arms wrapped around his upper back while my legs wrapped around his lower back just above those delicious mounds. We laid there embracing and listening to the rain. The thunder had ceased as if our orgasms had been the crescendo.

Ryan smiled at Chad as he grabbed a condom from the cabinet, then the three of them made their way over to the mat where Scott had taken Tony’s cherry. “You thought you were going to be on the other end of this, didn’t you”, Ryan teased? “Yeah he did”, Carl chimed in. “Shove it”, Chad retorted to them both. Ryan looked to Carl with a big grin and said, “We plan on it”. Chad laughed as he realized he should have chosen his words a little more wisely. “Ok bitch. Assume the position”, Ryan told Chad. Carl was a bit shocked at Ryan’s domineering tone, but his cock twitched with excitement as Chad dropped onto his hands and knees. Ryan immediately began rubbing his hard shaft between Chad’s buns. Carl moved in front of Chad and picking up on Ryan’s tone, began slapping his steel rod across Chad’s face. Chad looked up at Carl grinning. Carl smiled back at Chad as he continued slapping his cock back and forth across Chad’s cheeks, leaving small droplets of precum as he did. Carl then took in the view of Ryan’s cock sliding up and down between Chad’s cheeks. Suddenly he felt Chad’s warm wet mouth slide over his cock, “Fuck yeah”, he said as he looked down at Chad smiling. Ryan pulled back and slid the condom over his cock and then squeezed some lube onto it and his fingers. He massaged a finger around Chad’s pucker eliciting a groan from him and then inserted it. Ryan added a second finger as Chad began rocking back and forth sliding his lips across Carl’s cock as he impaled himself on Ryan’s fingers. Ryan pulled his fingers out and wiped them off before guiding the head of his condom-covered cock to Chad’s waiting hole. As he pressed inside, Chad groaned. Ryan slowly entered him until his pubes were tightly pressed against Chad’s hard buns. Chad whimpered on Carl’s cock as he did.  “That looks so hot”, Carl said as Ryan began slowly stroking in and out. Chad was grunting and moaning on Carl’s cock as his prostate was being assaulted in such a fantastic way. “MMphh! MMMphh! MMmmm”, Chad moaned extatically as Carl’s cock flooded his tastebuds with precum. “You love this don’t ya”, Ryan asked as he was now slamming into Chad’s buns driving him forward onto Carl’s cock? “Mmm Hmm”, Chad managed to moan. Carl’s senses were overwhelmed by the scene and sounds around him, “Oh fuck! I’m gonna cum”, he cried out! Chad grabbed Carl’s butt cheeks and held him in his mouth as his mouth was filled with cum. Just as Carl emptied the last of his cum in Chad’s mouth, Ryan cried out, “I’m gonna cum”! Just as Carl pulled his cock from Chad’s mouth, Chad said, “Fuck! Me too”! Carl quickly dropped down under Chad and took Chad’s cock in his mouth. Chad’s cock began to spasm and flood Carl’s mouth as he heard Ryan groan as he emptied his seed into Chad. Carl swallowed Chad’s cum as Ryan slowly withdrew his cock and then removed the cum-filled condom. After disposing of the condom, he joined Carl and Chad who were lying on their backs on the mat. “I haven’t heard any thunder in a while”, Carl said. Chad responded, “Yeah, maybe we should grab a shower and get to bed. I need to work tomorrow”. “Me too”, Carl said. As they got up from the mat, Ryan asked, “Wanna see if we can all fit in a queen-sized bed”? Carl smiled and said, “I think we can make it work”.

End of Chapter 30