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Chapter 3: The Sleepover

Josh had been late home from work, and as soon as he’d gotten in the door he headed straight for the shower to get cleaned up before Brian arrived. So he was still in the bathroom when I heard the loud, firm thuds of Brian knocking on the door. When I opened the door there was a fleeting flash of disappointment on Brian’s face; he would have been expecting Josh. It was gone in an instant though, and he looked uninterested, even a little bored by the sight of me. “Hey,” he said.

“Hey Brian, come in.” I gestured and stepped out of his way so he could step inside, and I closed the door behind him. “Josh’s still in the shower, he should be out any second. Can I get you a beer or something?”

“A beer would be good.” He said it kind of dismissively, like he was giving an order to a waiter or something. He casually sauntered into the living room and sat down on the sofa.

I went into the kitchen and grabbed two beers out of the fridge. I popped the caps off as I walked back to the living room, and I handed one to Brian.

“How’s your day been?” I asked him, somewhat awkwardly.

“Good.” He didn’t seem that interested in talking.

“I’m glad you could come back. Josh had fun last time. We both had fun.”

He smirked. “I bet.” He took a swig of his beer. “So did I. Your boyfriend takes dick like a pro.”

I didn’t know what to say to that. Fortunately Josh appeared just at that second, towel wrapped around his waist and hair still wet from the shower.

“Hey handsome,” he said to Brian, grinning.

Brian stood up. “There’s my boy.” He stood, took two purposeful steps towards Josh, rested his one free hand on his waist, and kissed him. Josh seemed to melt into it, and as Brian slowly moved his hand around to his back Josh leaned back and let Brian kiss him with more force.

Brian whipped the towel away to reveal Josh’s perfect bubble butt and his already hardening cock. He grabbed Josh’s cock and balls in one hand tightly and asked “Did you miss me?”

“Yes,” Josh replied, a little too emphatically.

Brian held out his beer in my direction. “Hold my beer,” he ordered.

I quickly grabbed the half-empty bottle of beer, and Brian’s free hand gripped Josh by the back of the neck as he kissed him again. It was astonishing to see Josh slip into such a trance each time Brian kissed him.

Brian pushed down on the back of Josh’s head, and Josh quickly took the cue. He dropped to his knees, unbuckled Brian’s belt and opened the fly of his jeans. I could see the outline of Brian’s large cock starting to become erect, and James started to lick it through his underwear. “It smells so fucking good,” he sighed. He burrowed in there, and started to pull down Brian’s jeans a little to get at his balls. He licked them, and tried to get as much of them in his mouth as possible.

Josh looked up at Brian, right in his eyes, as he slowly peeled down his underwear. Brian’s beast of a cock sprung out and bobbed around for a second or two. Fuck, it’s big. I had forgotten just how big it was. 

Josh wasted no time. He plunged the whole thing all the way down his throat until he gagged. He started to pull away but Brian rested a firm hand on the back of his head. He spluttered and gagged some more, but then regained his composure and went to work servicing that cock. Brian kept doing it like that, holding Josh’s head in place with his cock deep down his throat, holding him there till he started to gag then releasing him with a gasp.

Josh always loved it when guys were a little rough with him when he was giving them head. I could never quite pull it off myself; it felt disrespectful, forced, awkward. But Brian was giving him what he needed. 

Eventually Brian started to get rougher still, until he was holding Josh’s head in place and fucking his face. Deep, and fast, and hard. Pulling out just long enough for Josh to gasp for breath before ramming it back in. It looked like more than I’d be able to handle, but Josh seemed to be loving every second of it.

After a few minutes Brian pulled his cock out one last time and stopped. Josh panted, gasping to get his breath back and wiping the saliva off his face.

“Bedroom. Now.”

Josh sprung to his feet, took Brian by the hand and dragged him into the bedroom like an over-eager puppy on a walk. I followed, trying to stay silent and out of the way.

“Get on the bed. On your hands and knees.”

Josh quickly obliged, getting on all fours facing away from Brian. I walked around them so I was watching Josh side-on.

This time it was Brian who dropped to his knees. He studied Josh’s smooth, pink, freshly showered ass. He ran his hand across one of Josh’s butt cheeks, appreciating the smooth skin. He touched Josh’s hole lightly with the tips of three fingers, and Josh responded with a contented moan. 

Brian leaned in. He kissed right on the crease where that firm bubble-butt met the top of Josh’s toned, lean thigh. The he let his lips drag softly across his skin towards his hole.

Josh was letting out a quiet, subtle moan, and I could hear the quivering in his voice as he anticipated what was coming next. Brian pulled his mouth away, just for a second or two, to make Josh wait just a little bit longer. Then he extended his long, wide tongue and licked Josh’s hole.

“God that’s good,” Josh groaned.

Brian licked all over Josh’s hole, using the full surface of his tongue, like he was licking an ice cream cone. Getting the skin and the little trail of hair around Josh’s hole sopping wet. Then with a hand on each butt cheek he spread the two of them further apart, forcing his tongue right into Josh’s waiting hole. Josh let out a long, emphatic, “Yeaaahhh,” and I could see his whole body shift position as it became visibly more relaxed.

They stayed like that, for a couple of minutes, Josh letting out little moans every time Brian got in deep with his tongue.

He stopped long enough to ask, “You like that?” 

“It’s incredible,” Josh gushed.

He licked a little more, then asked, “You think you’re ready for my cock now?”

Josh’s reply was an almost inaudible whisper. “Yes please.”

Brian stood up. He looked over at me for the first time in a while. “Lube.”

I quickly ran over to the bedside table and grabbed the condom and lube I’d put out for them. I offered them up to Brian.

He looked at them. “This again.” He looked annoyed, and a little bored.

When I said nothing, he said to me, “Don’t you remember? I told your boyfriend here that next time I was gonna cum in his ass.”

Fuck, the idea of that was so hot it made me want to blow right there and then. Part of me wished I could see Brian slide his bare cock into Josh, and see the moment he filled him. But rules were rules; Josh and I had talked about it and agreed that what was said last time was just dirty talk, heat of the moment stuff.

“We, we —“ I was such a nervous wreck I couldn’t barely get the words out. “We have a rule.”

“You remember, don’t you boy?” he asked, this time to Josh.

“Yeah,” Josh replied, wistfully.

“That’s what you want, isn’t it? You wanna feel daddy’s load inside you?”

“Fuck,” Josh replied, the longing in his voice palpable. He paused for a few seconds. “That sounds so good.”

“You want to feel my raw cock inside you?”

Josh paused again. “Yes.” He turned and looked me in the eyes, his face painted with guilt.

Brian looked at me, with a cocky, faux-innocent look on his face. “Sounds like he doesn’t want me to follow your rule.” 

I was floored. I wasn’t sure what to say. Part of me was angry as hell, part of me was so horny I thought I might combust.

“I don’t think you want me to follow it either.” He looked deep into my eyes, staring me down. A challenge. “Do you?”

I looked at the condom in my hand. I looked at Josh staring at me, the guilt gone. Now he was just staring at me with pleading in his eyes. I thought about Brian’s big cock releasing its seed inside Josh. If I was honest, that’s the way I’d always pictured it happening when I’d thought about Brian coming back, even when Josh and I had agreed to keep on using protection.

“No,” I admitted.

Brian smiled, triumphant. “Good cuck. I knew you wouldn’t actually want to try restrict my guy from doing its thing.”

I put the condom in my pocket, not sure what else to do with it. I looked at Josh; he looked relieved. He mouthed a silent “Thank you.”

“You know what,” Brian said, obviously enjoying humiliating me. “Since you’re being so accommodating, I’ll do you a solid. I’ll let you lube me up.”

I may have been half-expecting him to go raw, but I wasn’t expecting that. I was a little stunned for a second; I looked down at his thick, hard cock. The thought of being able to touch it myself had never actually occurred to me until now.

I must have been standing there in stunned silence for a while, because eventually Brian prompted me: “So, are you gonna lube me up or not?”

I snapped out of it. “Yes! Yes. Thank you.” I flicked the cap off the bottle and squeezed a generous amount of lube into the palm of my hand. I reached slowly for Brian’s cock, then hesitated. Surely it was a joke. Surely he wouldn’t let me touch it.

The two of them sniggered at my nervous hesitance, making me blush even more than I already was. I took a deep breath, and took his cock in my hand.

The instant I touched it my dick pulsed. I could feel my heartbeat pounding in my brain. Brian’s cock was so hard, it was like it was skin over metal instead of skin over muscle. And so thick. For a second I didn’t understand why it felt so different to holding my own, but then I realised: when I hold my own dick my thumb wraps around it and rests on my fingers, but with Brian’s cock I couldn’t even wrap my hand the whole way around it.

Studying his penis close-up for the first time, I slowly slid my hand up and down it, covering every inch of skin with a layer of lube. I realised I was going to need more lube.

I squeezed another palmful of lube into my hand and ran it over his cock, making sure I got plenty on the head so it would slide in nice and easy. I went carefully, like I was handling a valuable artifact, or a work of art. I was handling a work of art.

I ran my hand up and down his shaft one more time than was strictly necessary, then I reluctantly released it from my grip. I finally summoned up the will to look Brian in the face. He looked amused. Of course he did.

“Thank you, Simon,” he said with mock sincerity. “Now sit the fuck down and get out of my way.”

I did what I was told, sitting down on my stool. I watched as Brian lined his cockhead up against Josh’s ass. “You ready, boy?” he asked.

“Yes!” Josh replied emphatically, impatiently. “Hurry up and fuck me.”

Watching that huge, slick, bare cock start to enter Josh was probably the most erotic thing I’d ever seen in my life. The way it just slid smoothly in, skin on skin, all the way to the base.

“Holy fuck your ass feels amazing,” Brian groaned.

I watched as he pulled it out slowly, then pushed it back in. I thought about the feeling of fucking Josh raw, a feeling that only I had experienced since the two of us first got together. I thought about that sensation, having a tight ass wrapped around your cock, nothing between the two to dull the feeling. And then I thought about how much tighter and firmer it must feel for a cock as thick as that.

Fuck, no. I haven’t even touched it yet. I could feel the surge already though, the cum coursing through networks of my vas deferens and urethra towards the climax of erupting out of me. I wanted to stop it but it was far too late. I let out a sad little moan as the cum spilled out of my penis and into my underwear.

The two of them didn’t stop fucking for a second, But Brian obviously noticed because he said to Josh, “Looks like your boyfriend just came in his pants.” They both giggled at that. I felt ridiculous.

The next thirty minutes was agony, once that post-orgasm regret kicked in. I watched Brian Fuck Josh from behind, pin him down and fuck him into the mattress, roll him over and fuck him missionary, fuck him with his legs in the air. I had no idea how he managed to last that long, especially raw. I never could. It was much more passionate this time; they made out with each other constantly, with a sense of intimacy and longing for each other that I hadn’t expected. Josh got on top of Brian and rode him, slamming his ass down on Brian’s pelvis to take his cock as deep and hard as he possibly could, and wailing from the pleasure of it. He was possessed. 

“Fuck, fuck, I’m so fucking close,” Josh panted. “I don’t want to cum yet. Not till you breed me.”

Brian pushed him off and flipped him onto his front, face down on the bed. Now his head was facing me, but he didn’t look up or even seem to realise I was still in the room. Brian lined his cock up and rammed it hard into Josh’s ass. He lowered himself onto him, his chest against Josh’s back and his hands holding up his weight like he was doing push-ups on top of him. In that position he rammed Josh’s ass into the bed. Josh buried his face in the bedsheets and wailed as his ass got slammed.

“Fuck yeah. Fuck, it’s coming. You ready for it?”

“Oh fuck, breed me. Fucking breed me!”

Suddenly Brian’s whole body tensed, and with a howl he orgasmed hard.

“Oh god!” Josh whimpered.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck. Fuck.” Brian’s face clenched as tight as his body he continued to unload in Josh’s ass. 

That set Josh off too. I couldn’t tell exactly what his dick was doing because it was buried in the bedsheets, but from the look on his face and the sound of his sob it sounded like he was cumming hard too.

Brian’s orgasm finally subsided, and he collapsed on top of Josh. He kissed his ear, and his neck, and his cheek. Then he looked up at me with a satisfied, superior look in his eye.

They both looked exhausted. They lay there in silence, breath heaving, for several minutes. Then Brian slowly pulled out and rolled off. As he did, I got to see his cock, weighty and engorged and glistening with the cum he’d just put inside my fiancé.

Josh opened his eyes, and seemed to realise that I was still there. He looked at me sheepishly, and then pulled himself up. “Fuck, that was incredible,” he said, more to Brian than for my benefit. The two of them kissed, standing there naked in front of me. “You must have cum fucking gallons inside me.”

Brian laughed. “You’re having my babies, for sure.”


Brian nodded. Without a word to me they left the room together.

I sat there in stunned silence for a few minutes, still not quite believing what I’d seen. I heard the shower start up, and their muffled voices.

I got up and crept towards the bed. I got in close, and homed in on the patch where Josh’s ass had been when they finished. Right there in that spot the sheets were wet with two patches of semen. One big patch where Josh had cum with his cock pressed into the mattress. And another patch a few inches away, of semen that had leaked from Josh’s ass. Semen that Brian had put in him. 

Eventually the two of them came back into the room, still naked but now clean and with skin flushed pink from the heat of the shower. I was glad it was finally over, and I hoped that Brian would hurry up and get out of here faster than he had last time.

“Baby…” Josh said, in that voice he always used when he was about to ask me to do something I didn’t want to. “Brian’s going to stay the night. That’s all good, right?”

My stomach sunk. I wasn’t quite sure what to say. Although a second later my penis kicked into gear and twitched to let me know it maybe wasn’t such a bad thing after all.

Before I could say anything, Brian threw me a pillow. Instinctively I caught it, although it took another second for me to comprehend why he’d passed it to me.

“Fuck off, dickhead. You’re on the sofa.”

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