The following is a work of gay erotic fiction, containing scenes of explicit sex between males. If you are not of age in your locality, if it is illegal where you are to possess such material, or if you know you would be offended by reading such descriptions, do not proceed any further. The docking scene in this episode was suggested by one of my horny and imaginative readers.
MATT AND DAVE
The Farm Boy series, part 3
When Dave's naked form materialized through the shrubs along the side of the creek bank, Matt and I instantly fell quiet, stunned by his appearance in this way. I resolved to remain as silent as possible, because this was not my scene, whatever way it played out. For all I knew, Dave had come back to thrash hell out of me, and he was beefy enough, and passionate enough, to do it, too. But his appearance au natural inspired the hope in me that a reconciliation might be possible between him and Matt, and I cared enough about my young friend to be willing to play whatever role was needed in order to facilitate that event. God, I'm such a romantic.
Besides, I was busy staring. Dave was hot-looking in the shorts earlier, but man- oh-man, how he could make a birthday suit look like dress-up. He had even shucked his boots, which I appreciated very much--and of course, he had the stream to wade if he were to join us. Nice, manly feet, not as long as Matt's, but sexy. Unlike Matt, he had not been roaming the fields in his first outfit, so he still had a swim-suit stripe. His complexion there was as translucent as porcelain, with even the etching of the occasional blue vein showing on that slightly rounded, triangular lower abdomen between the pelvic bones. His pubic hair was as red as his scalp. It wasn't a wide wedge, as hairier men have, but even without trimming, his was more of an oval above his genitalia. He was not yet erect, but interested, aware of his genitals, if you know what I mean. His cock was cut, with a very substantial, nicely pink, carved head, with that wonderful frilled- lizard-style flanged corona I love so much. The shaft from which it hung was pale and thick, with more blue vein-work already showing. His testicles were as big as Matt's, slung in a darker pink scrotum, fully stretched and almost hairless. His muscled thighs had little or no hair, either; the calves were lightly sprinkled with a beautiful golden coating. I wondered if these two guys got naked together and thought they were average! If only they knew!
Dave stood in his sexy beefcake pose on the bank for several seconds while I gaped and Matt gasped for air and words. Dave finally had to break the silence, and the ice.
"Matt, I'm fuckin' sorry, man. I'm an asshole. Please don't hate me. Can I come over?" He was ignoring me completely, which I guessed was OK for the moment.
Matt jumped to his feet now, gaining control of his muscles. He sprang across the stream again like a young buck (I loved the way his cock and balls bounced around whenever he did that) and grabbed both of Dave's bulgy biceps in his hands. They gazed briefly into each other's eyes, forgiveness and something more passing between them instantly, and then Matt clasped his naked friend to his chest. Now suddenly embarrassed, he drew back and led him across the stream toward me.
"Dave, this is Kevin. He's a friend of mine, kind of a teacher really. We met a month ago."
"And got to know one another really fast."
"Yeah. Well, animal attraction, you know. Look, Dave, I was ready. I was almost desperate, and when Kevin came along, well, it was like a special gift. He opened up a whole new life to me, let me know I was not crazy and not alone. I think I was about to go off the deep end before last month. Now, well, now I feel like my life is almost coming together for me. I know who I am and what I'm doing. I'm hopeful for the first time in a long time, since my dad died, at least."
Dave looked at me appraisingly, then back at Matt. This was a long speech for Matt in my experience, and maybe in Dave's, too.
"I guess I've got some catchin' up to do," stated Dave simply.
"Where do you want to begin?" I finally spoke.
Matt grinned. "Kevin, show Dave your sword swallowing trick."
As good a place as any, I thought. Getting to taste Dave's hefty sword was not an unpalatable suggestion to me! I was still seated on the edge of the mattress at this point, and Dave and Matt were standing on the sandy beach. I rose and approached Dave.
"May I?"
I came up under his big balls with my right hand and cradled them gently. He was still not more than half hard. He flinched just slightly at my touch, but held his ground and looked me firmly in the eye. This one could match Matt's testosterone gram for gram. I lifted his package slightly and knelt on the sand at his feet. He was watching me intently, looking with a little trepidation at the hand of this naked stranger surrounding his genitals, checking Matt to see his reaction. Matt was grinning with anticipation, and some of Dave's tenseness subsided.
I nuzzled at the shaft and base of Dave's cock, letting the head of it brush my cheek. Then I slid my open mouth up the length of it to the base of the head. It swelled up like a balloon as I slid. I leaned back a second to get a good look at it, and gave it a long silky pull with my hand. It was a real beauty, almost as thick as Matt's, but veinier, with that whopper of a head, now deep dark pink. At eight inches, it was shorter than either of ours, but not by much. I ran my tongue provocatively around that lovely flared collar Dave had on his helmet-head, and felt it swell even fuller.
Opening wide, I took the head into my mouth as I had done Matt's shortly before. I gave it a good swirling with my tongue and was gratified to hear Dave's breath hiss above me. I glanced up. His eyes were locked with Matt's, his expression serious, while Matt's was amused.
"Now watch this."
On cue, I began to twist and bob, each stroke deeper, relaxing my throat gradually as I went. Dave's eyes widened with amazement. In a moment, I had swallowed the whole haggis, so to speak. Dave groaned.
"Did he teach you to do this yet?" he asked Matt.
"Well, I'm learning. I need more practice though."
"Ohh...that's good...Whew!How come you haven't been practicing on me?"
"I didn't know you were available. But I'll make up for lost time now."
"Oh, shit. I want this every day."
Matt grinned impishly. "You want to learn to do it, too?"
"On that monster? I'd choke to death!"
I interrupted at this point, stroking Dave's log to keep him warm. "Look, Dave, you're so close in size to Matt, it doesn't make any difference. If I can swallow either one of you, then you can both swallow each other. You just have to want to, and you have to practice. If you want to, the practice is the fun part."
I reached over and grabbed Matt's dick and pulled him over a step towards Dave.
"Look," I pulled the two of them close together by their love handles until their cocks were head to head and eye to eye. They made a fine matched pair, the two heads and girths about the same. I gave them gentle caressing strokes. Matt's foreskin was the main difference between the two visually. I've always loved to play with foreskins, probably because I don't have one myself. I thought Dave might be similarly curious. So I gently slid Matt's loose foreskin forward until it began to engulf Dave's cock's head as well. They were joined almost like fingers in one of those "Chinese handcuff" gadgets. I smoothed the skin over both helmets gently. Amazing there was enough skin for two. Something tender and wonderful began to happen to the two of them. A shift of some kind took place--I felt it flow from Dave to Matt and back to Dave again. The two young men gazed tenderly into one another's eyes. Something was bonding within them deep inside.
"By the power invested in me...I now pronounce you...what are you going to be?"
Their eyes were laser-locked together.
"Partners?" said Matt.
"For life," added Dave.
"What your love for one another brings together, never let this hateful world tear apart," I concluded. Then I opened wide and engulfed both of their cock heads within the one foreskin into my mouth. Both guys laughed, and, a little self-consciously, they leaned in and gave one another a kiss over my head. It was their first.
I worked on both dicks together only for a few seconds while the boys kissed. I don't care what the porn flicks show, two-cock sucking doesn't really work well for anyone for long, not in that size range. Then for a few minutes I alternated, stroking one while sucking the other, and vice versa. The guys turned side-to-side to let me feast on them in turns. In a moment, though, I rose, and ushered the two pupils to the mattress for a three-way. To begin with, I wanted to get them started on one another. Matt was on Dave like butter on bread. He plopped right down alongside his buddy and engulfed his still-moist dick, practicing that deep-throat technique like he said he would. So I stretched out, too, and latched onto Matt's tasty cock. I wondered for a moment if Dave would take his cue--after all, I had arranged myself so that my dick was inches from his nose. He didn't keep me in suspense very long. I soon felt him licking lightly at the slit of my urethra, and next I felt his lips enclose my cock head. We were off to the races. As Matt delved deeper onto Dave's joystick, I felt Dave imitating the motion on mine. By the feel of it, they were both picking it up pretty well.
We continued in this love triangle for ten or fifteen minutes, pretty good for young guys so full of man-milk they could spew on a moment's notice. All of us had to back off on one another a couple of times to keep our dude-pacifier from overflowing. Soon, I was ready for some fucking, though, and I thought Dave needed to get broken in. Somebody had to ejaculate, and soon, or we were all going to have our nuts explode!
I raised up and swiveled around to rub on Dave's ass cheeks and massage his hole a little. Matt stopped sucking and looked up inquisitively.
"You ready for the next step, Dave?" I asked. "Ready to find out how man-sex is totally unique?"
Dave looked back and forth between me and Matt. Both our dicks were totally erect and ready. "Well--could you do me first, Kevin?
Matt is so big and thick. Let's see how I do with you first." He was still very intimidated by his boyfriend's massive tool. Not that mine is much smaller, but it isn't as thick as a wrist, like Matt's.
"You sure you want me to be your first? I can help you take Matt."
"You broke in Matt. Now, you break me in, too. That'll make us even," stated Dave. "And you take note," directed at Matt, "you fuck with another guy, and I'm going to fuck with him, too--and make you watch!"
"Promise?" Matt grinned. "Well, this way, I get to watch you be broken in. And I still get to go second."
From Dave's point of view, I was not sure that would be all that painless a proposition, but I let it ride. Dave was showing a little jealousy, wanting Matt to know that he could subcontract the job, too, just as Matt had. And Matt wanted to show he could overcome his jealousy, just as Dave had had to do. So I was happily being used by both for a purpose I can really get into--instructional fucking.
"You want to loosen him up?" I asked Matt.
"You do the honors. I'll work a little more on this side."
Dave didn't really understand what we were talking about; he just lay there, still on his side. But I now lay behind him, my face to his ass. Matt was in position on the front side, gently massaging Dave's gonads back to full attention. He was smiling back at Matt. Then he felt my mouth surround his rectum.
"Jeeeeesus!'
My tongue circled the strong, pink ring several times, then slid into the vortex just as Matt's mouth engulfed Dave's cock as deep as it would go.
"Ahhhh! Oh, shit! Fuck!" Dave went through the catalogue of all the vulgar words he knew in tribute to the sensations we were giving him. His ass was kind of clamping onto my tongue. His upper leg levitated into the air, sexy foot extended.
"O. K., Dave, now start loosening up your bunghole for me. Just press down lightly, let the muscle relax." I rubbed his thigh seductively. It was hard as an oak trunk. Dave pressed as instructed, and the anal ring expanded. My tongue went deeper and became broader in his backdoor. His foot gradually came back down, resting on his lower calf, the knee bent, but I still stroked the thigh muscles. I had full access to his lovely pucker, now gaping half open. It was almost completely smooth, with just a tiny stripe of deep reddish golden hairs from anus an inch or two up the crack. I licked and tongued it deeply, tasting the light coating of crack sweat as well as the funky inner flavor of hot young man hole.
"Matt, you better stop that, man, or you're gonna get your face hosed." Matt pulled back respectfully, just licking his buddy's balls and occasionally his shaft to keep him dripping but not shooting. At one point, his tongue was between Dave's thighs dueling with mine at his asshole.
I made the snap decision to deflower Dave from the side-to-side position. It just seemed easier and more natural. Matt was there to keep his genital side stimulated, so I just reached for the lube and began to slick up the chute. I slipped one finger in easily, with just a "Mmmm," in response from Dave. I twirled it a little, rotated it around to caress the prostate.
"Nngaah," said Dave.
Then I added a second finger. He panted more rapidly. Finally, I just slid up and planted my cock head at his asshole. I know he felt its spongy texture pressing at him, and he knew what was coming. Matt distracted him by going down on him again, just as I pushed my dickhead halfway in. Dave sucked in one sharp breath, but said nothing. I think it was just the realization that he actually had a man's dickhead in his asshole rather than any pain. But I waited a few seconds, then pushed again. The head of my dick slipped past his sphincter ring with a nice little snap. The cherry was painlessly busted, and good old Dave was officially being fucked. There was no going back now.
I held still a moment while Matt sucked deep and Dave relaxed onto my rod with a long sigh. Then I began to toggle a little, corona in, corona out. That loosened up the sphincter even more. By this time, Dave could have died a happy man. He moaned and crooned blissful sex sounds as we worked his orfices from both sides at once.
I was a pretty happy man, too. My rod stroked in and out of Dave's butt, getting massaged by his warm guts and milked by his tight anus on each slide. I was ready to cum, but I deliberately fought it by relaxing my ejaculation muscle and slowing my movements for a moment. Matt also pulled off of Dave's phallus to give him a break.
I pulled out and lifted Dave's hips so that he rose to his knees, ass facing me. Then I planted my dick at his now widened asshole and pushed it right back in as deep as it would go. No grunt from Dave now, he was just glad to have me back inside. I began to hunch him, as Matt, grinning, now moved around to kneel in front of Dave. Dave lifted his head, wrapped his arms around Matt's hips, and took Matt's big dick into his mouth. Now he was getting big cock from both ends at once, while his own cock took a rest. I reached around and felt it, though. It was still hard as a steel beam.
I could have gone on like this for an hour or more, moving from position to position while fighting full ejaculation, giving myself instead a long series of mini- orgasms, but I remembered that Dave still had to take Matt's big pole. I decided to let him off easy, and within a couple of minutes, I let fly with a series of long grunts, a spasm of deep hip-thrusts, and a long, deep shot of ejaculate deep inside Dave's gut. My thrusting slowed, then halted. My long trouser-snake slid out of his rectum, and I rolled over onto my back, panting from my exertion. Dave, sweating and panting lightly too, rolled over beside me, letting Matt's boa slide out of his mouth with a satisfied pop.
Matt was not going to let him rest, though. He was ready to claim his prize. He circled around to approach Dave between his thighs, lifting Dave's feet and resting them on his own broad shoulders. Smiling down at Dave, he leaned his hips in. Dave smiled back. He no longer cared what either of us stuck up his butt--he was ready to receive it. My semen provided extra lubrication. Matt's swollen organ pressed insistently at Dave's widened bung-hole and slipped smoothly in. In two or three long, slow thrusts, Matt was in to the hilt, his soft brown pubes brushing gently against Dave's loose-hanging scrotum. So much for Dave's fears that the size of Matt's dick would kill him! On the contrary, Dave was absolutely in heaven. His muscular legs clenched around Matt's lower back, drawing him down atop his torso. Matt nuzzled Dave's neck and sucked in his earlobe, as Dave grinned broadly. His beefy arms rose around Matt's strong back in a manly hug. Matt planted a deep and passionate kiss on his lover's ready mouth.
I turned onto my side, head propped on hand, and just watched the two hot and randy studs go at it with admiration and pleasure. They were hunching as if their lives depended on their making a baby right now! Their youth brought their passion to a crashing climax soon enough, though. Matt was not old enough or disciplined enough yet to resist the urge to shoot a load. Soon, he was injecting his basting butter deep inside Dave's beef-roast. Both young men moaned with pleasure, trembling with the rigor of passionate climax. Matt collapsed atop Dave and lay in his embrace for a few minutes as the two recovered muscular control. When he arose, grinning sheepishly, I noticed a heavy smear of cum on his belly. Dave had cum again also, while Matt fucked him.
The three of us lay back in the pleasant repose of sexual satiety for several minutes. By my count, I had fucked both Matt and Dave this afternoon. Matt had also fucked Dave. But Dave hadn't fucked either of us, and Matt hadn't gotten around to me, yet, either. I wondered, a little regretful, if my two fuck-buddies were fixated on each other enough to be finished for the day. If so, my ass was going to be severely disappointed!
Shortly, Matt rose and stepped into the trickling creek, where he sat down abruptly, letting the water wash over his legs and feet. Then, abruptly, he lay back into the rivulet, cooling off and washing away the sex-sweat. His mate joined him, sitting between his knees and laying his head back across Matt's lower abdomen, his arms draped across Matt's lower legs. Now that the two were officially lovers, Dave could hardly stand to lose physical contact with Matt's naked body. They relaxed in the cooling waters, almost visibly replenishing their youthful stamina as I watched, smiling, as always besotted with the beauty of their masculine forms.
Then Dave sat up and looked back at Matt with a devilish glint in his eye. "Guess who still needs a good fuck," he stated simply.
They both looked toward me. My eyebrows went up hopefully.
"Well, actually," answered Matt, "I can think of two of us who haven't had their fair share."
"Starting with me, I hope," I retorted.
Dave was already rising from the creek, dripping wet and advancing upon me, an erotic and somewhat vengeful leer on his handsome face. Amazingly, his hefty cock was beginning to thicken again already. Matt grinned behind him, also rising.
"Oh, yeah," said Dave. "Starting with you!"
To be continued in the fourth and final chapter, "Double Play," cumming soon.