The Closeted Football Player (Real Story)

[AtticusHuynh]

This went back to over a year ago around late February 2021. It was the spring semester of my junior year and Larry’s sophomore. Larry is a football player at my school standing 5'10 with a beefy muscular body. Meanwhile, I'm an Asian guy with a humble height of only 5'5 with a naturally smooth twunky body. Larry just came back for the first semester from a COVID gap year, and he was struggling with some school work. We knew each other since our freshman year as we had a couple of classes together and we studied together couple of times, mostly me helping him not fail those classes. When COVID hit, Larry decided to take a gap year because he knew he couldn’t do online classes and he also had to take care of his large family (Larry is the oldest son). We still kept in touch over his gap year just by sending each other random snaps and commenting on each other’s social media. When he told me he was coming back, I was filled with excitement. Keep in mind at this point I had no clue Larry was gay, let alone a pure bottom, and what we had was simply platonic friendship (Though I have to admit I sometimes lusted after Larry since he was totally my type: muscular, masculine jock with a good height). He hit me up around 4 weeks in the semester asking if I could help him catch up with school as he was failing one of his core classes, which I did pretty well when I took it. I said yes without hesitation.

That weekend, we met up at his single. After 3 hours of reviewing from the very basic, we took a study break and just began to talk about our lives. Our conversations started as small talks and gradually got more personal. At one point, Larry was asking about my sexuality.

“So, you are gay, right?” He asked.

“Yes,” I answered, “Is that a problem?”

“No, no, don’t think about it that way,” Larry quickly defended himself, “I don’t mean it in a bad way at all, bro. I just want to hear it from you cause I don’t want to make any assumptions.”

“Yeah, you’re cool bro. Sorry, I was just getting caught off guard by your question,” I said.

“So, how does it feel like being gay?” Larry asked.

Knowing Larry is neither the brightest kid nor the best one with words, I also know him well enough to know he’s one of the kindest guys I know and I could sense the genuinity in his question, so I answered calmly:

“You know, it’s just normal, I guess. I don’t know how to answer your question since I was never straight to personally compare my gayness with.”

“So how does it feel being straight?” I continued.

Larry went silent for a minute, then asked me: “Can I tell you something?”

“For sure, bro.”

“Can you promise me not to tell anyone about this?”

“Yes, I promise. You have my words, man.”

Larry took a deep breath to calm him down before saying the three heaviest words:

“Atticus, I am gay.”

I could tell my football player friend was having a hard time saying out loud those three important words, the same with every closeted guy, so without saying anything, I gave him a big hug.

“Thank you, brother,” Larry said as we were hugging.

I could tell his voice broke a little bit. We let go of each other. Finally being able to look into Larry’s deep brown eyes, I could tell he was crying a little.

“You are the first person at this school I told about this, and the second in my life," he said.

“Thanks for letting me know," I responded, "I’m very glad you trust me with this. I know it is a very hard thing for everyone to say.”

“Thanks, Atticus. I know I could trust you.”

“No problem, bro. I’m here all the time so just let me know if you need anything, ok?”

And we hugged each other tightly for the second time. We talked a little bit more until Larry said: “Ok, let’s get back to work because I really need to get this assignment done before practice tonight.”

We continued studying for another half an hour until Larry asked me:

“So, have you had sex with another guy?”

“Yes, you?” I asked.

“Yes,” Larry responded, “Are you a top or a bottom?”

“I’m versatile, though more of a bottom lately,” I answered, “How about you?”

Larry began to blush and said: “I’m a bottom.”

I was shocked for the second time that afternoon. Not only was this beefy muscular stud of a football player gay but he also loved it up the ass. As I didn’t know how to respond, Larry broke the silence:

“Remember I told you that you were the second person in my life to know that I’m gay? (I nodded) My first time was with the first guy who knows about this. He’s a childhood friend back home. His name is Justin. He’s a year older than us but we were in the same grade. We went to school together all the way from elementary to high school. We began to fool around at the end of our freshman year of high school. It just started innocent with both of us watching porn and jerking off together behind our parents’ back, and one thing led to another and before we knew we were already fucking throughout high school. He’s also gay and in the closet.”

“That’s super cool,” I responded, and immediately realized I sounded like a fucking dumbass.

“I mean that’s really cool you have another gay friend in your life, just to be there for you," I fixed myself, "It could get very lonely as a closeted gay in a homophobic home.”

“You're right. We have been there for each other," he said, "Do you want to see how he looks like?”

“Sure.”

Larry pulled his phone out and showed me pictures of Justin. The man was jaw-drop gorgeous. While Larry looks more like a friendly boy-next-door cute guy with a muscular beefy body, Justin looked like a fucking model with an arrogant cocky face in all of his pictures on social media, the type of guy who knows he’s hot and not afraid of showing it. Imagine Michael B. Jordan in his late teens and early 20s and you have Justin. From his pictures with Larry, I could tell he is maybe an inch or two taller than my friend, and definitely leaner though still pretty muscular.

“Fuck, this guy is hot as hell,” I said after seeing the pictures.

“I know, right?” Larry said, clearly not trying to hide his pride, “He was the star quarterback at my high school. He could have made it to D1 football if he wanted but he decided not to pursue it.”

“He also knows how to fuck, too,” Larry continued.

“Oh yeah? Good for you, bro. I’d kill to get somebody that hot to fuck me,” I said, trying not to sound so jealous of my friend.

“Wanna see his nudes?”

“Sure,” I answered with a strong zeal, kinda having an idea of what this conversation would lead to.

Larry began to show me nudes of Justin. The gorgeous man was packing some serious meat under his pants. His dick was cut, thick, and straight, and though I couldn’t tell with 100% certainty, must be around 8 inches long, if not longer.

“Fuck, that’s a beautiful dick. How big is it?” I asked while placing one of my hands on Larry’s thigh, testing the water.

“9 inches for length and 6 inches for girth,” Larry answered with one hand on my thigh as well and began to rub it gently.

“Goddamn, that’s a monster dick!” I began to rub Larry’s thick muscular thighs.

“Want to see something better?” Larry asked as he moved his hand up to my crotch.

“Sure,” I did the same thing to the muscular black stud.

Larry showed me a close-up video of a big black dick fucking a muscular black ass. It didn’t take me long until I realized it was Justin plowing Larry, and I could hear Larry moaning and Justin grunting from the video, talking dirty to my friend. We didn’t say anything as we were watching the videos while busy rubbing each other’s hard-ons through our pants. Larry showed me another video and this time it was him sucking on Justin’s dick. The video was filmed from Justin’s POV as I could see his washboard abs and Larry’s clear face sucking up and down on that pole. I could tell Larry was loving every second of it in the video. It was such a turn-on to see my straight-acting stud of a friend is such a whore for big cocks.

“Fuck, these are so hot!” I acclaimed as I watched the videos Larry showed me of him and Justin fucking.

“Want to fuck me?” Larry leaned toward me and asked, almost whispering to my ear.

I pulled him in for a kiss while he was unbuttoning my pants. Larry began to suck on my cock, which was nowhere as impressive as Justin’s. The football player knew exactly what he was doing, and I was moaning in pleasure from the head. After giving me head for a few minutes, I pulled him up and we began to make out and helped each other finish undressing. We moved to the bed. I got Larry on all fours, revealing his shaved asshole. Just from a quick glimpse, I could already tell this hole had been through a lot, and the person possessing it was a hungry bottom for cocks. I began to eat his hole, and it didn’t take long for Larry to relax his ring for me to fuck his inside with my tongue, making him moan and pushing his ass back so I could tongue-fuck him even deeper.

“Fuck me, Atticus! Just push it in, I like it rough and hard!” Larry said in pure lust.

And just like that, my face let go of his muscular ass as I lined my raging dick against his pucker. In one push, I completely bottomed out in Larry. I began to fuck him hard in doggy style.

“Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me harder,” Larry moaned in a submissive tone.

Seeing a guy who is way bigger and muscular than me being this submissive turned me on even more. I fucked him even harder and began to choke him, which I knew would turn him on. Larry was no different than a bitch in heat now. All those aggressive fucking didn’t take me long to reach orgasm. As I felt it was building up in my balls, I asked:

“Where do you want my load?”

“In my pussy, sir.”

“You want Daddy’s babies in your pussy?”

“Yes, Daddy! I want your babies. Make your girl pregnant, Daddy!”

With all those dirty talks and fucking, it took me a few more thrusts to unload deep in his ass:

“FUCKKKKKK, I’M CUMMINGGGGG!!!!” I screamed.

As I pulled out from his ass, there was some cum leaking out. Larry reached one of his hands back to scoop the dripping cum and feed himself. It was so hot seeing him being such a pig, and it was thanks to this piggy side of Larry that I got myself into felching and cum-eating later on after we had been hooking up for a while.

“So, how was my ass?” Larry turned over on his back and asked.

“Good, can’t complain ya know,” I responded, “How was my dick?”

“Amazing! When was the last time before this one that you topped a guy?”

“Probably a few months ago. I’m more of a bottom,” I said to him, “But I wouldn't mind tapping that muscular ass every now and then. How about you? When was the last time you bottomed?”

“The weekend before the semester started. Justin fucked me for hours before I left for school.”

“That’s hot. Now I really want to see this Justin fella.”

“You should come and visit us over spring break.”

“That doesn’t sound like a bad idea.”

“So, back to study?”

“Oh yeah, fuck, I forgot you have practice tonight.”

And we went back to Larry’s assignment, completely naked.

 

[AtticusHuynh]

After what happened last time, Larry and I became regular fuck buddies. One thing I learned from this relationship was that my reserved friend with the sweetest smile and the kindest heart was an insatiable kinky bottom in bed. I was pretty much a vanilla guy on bed until Larry introduced me to the world of kinks and adventurous sex. And it was not an exaggeration to say Larry was insatiable because he always tried milk a load from me up his ass before football practice. “That’s my pre-workout, bro!” The football jock once jokingly told me before leaving for practice with a thick load deep in his ass.

Again, just a little bit description of how we look like. I’m Asian with a humble height at only 5’5 and a twunk and naturally smooth body. Larry was black and standing at 5’10 with a beefy muscular body.

A few weeks before spring break, I was staying over at Larry’s to help him study for an exam. After studying, I gave Larry two deep loads in his ass. As we was cuddling after the sex, Larry asked:

“What are you doing this spring break?”

“No plan yet. How about you?” I responded.

“I’m going back home,” Larry said, "Wanna come and stay at my place over spring break?"

“Sure. Why not?!” I answered after a few moments of thinking.

“Sweet. Can’t wait for you to meet my family and friends! I talk about you a lot with them.” Larry said.

“Sounds great. Thanks for inviting me, bro!” I asked and gave him a quick peck on the lips.

As spring break hit, I traveled to Atlanta with Larry. His family lived in a small house about half an hour driving from downtown Atlanta. Larry told me beforehand to be prepared as his family could be a little bit much. Just as he said, the moment we stepped in, we were greeted by a small army of family and relatives. The overly welcoming Southern vibe from his family definitely threw me off a little bit initially, but I quickly got used to it. Larry was the oldest of a family of 4 siblings. His grandparents also lived with them, and his aunt’s family just recently moved in as they lost their jobs with their place over the pandemic, so the house was packed with people.

“Hey, where should I put my stuff?” I asked him about my luggage.

“Oh, just put them somewhere like that corner over there. Don’t worry we’re not staying here tonight.” Larry answered.

“Ok…” I said, very confused but I decided to trust Larry with his planning.

A couple hours later, we were having dinner with his family. Since there were too many people in the house, dinner was served as buffet style and people just sat wherever they could find a place. I was eating with Larry and his parents and grandparents in kitchen while the rest were either in the dining room or living room. We were just talking, mainly them asking us about school and about me. For the sake of the story, I’ll skip most of the conversations and go straight to the relevant parts.

“So, both of you will stay at Justin’s right?” Larry’s mom asked.

“Yes, and he’s picking us up after dinner.” Larry answered his mom.

“Why didn’t you ask him to come over for dinner?” His mom asked.

“Ma, I told you earlier. He has work late tonight so he couldn’t make it.” Larry said.

“I must have forgotten. Anyway, tell him to come here whenever he’s free. He’s like a son in this family.” His mom responded.

“I will, ma.” Larry said, "And he knows, too."

The rest of dinner went normally. After dinner, I hung around to help with cleaning up and just had conversations with other people of Larry’s family.

At around 8:30 pm, walking into the house was one of the most beautiful men I’d ever seen. Standing at 6ft1, Justin was wearing a basketball jersey with basketball shorts and tights, fully showing his muscular arms and calves. His clothes were fitting his body nicely to show his muscular chest and (I’m still drooling mentally recalling that moment) a nice bulge. He also had a goatee, which further accentuates his strong and masculine jawline. If I had to make a quick description, Justin looked somewhere between Michael B Jordan and Rhyheim Shabazz, yet younger but just as hot as he was only 22 at that time. Though I’d known about Justin before from Larry, seeing this guy in person for the first time was still an overwhelming experience. As mentioned in the last post, if Larry was more on the cute side with a nice bright smile and a beefy muscular body, Justin was jaw-drop gorgeous, one of those who you look at and think “This guy must have been a model” (and he actually did modeling part-time as I later learned, but nothing too serious).

Within a few seconds coming into the house, he gave Larry a tight hug welcoming his childhood friend (and slutty bottom) back. After saying hi to other people, the stud looked at me. As we made eye contact, to this day I still swear it did happen, that for a brief moment of about a second, Justin looked straight to my eyes and gave me a smirk, not an I-am-better-than-you smirk but a very flirtatious one, subtly telling me that he knew about my little secret. Then he walked to me and gave me a firm handshake before pulling me in for a full hug.

“You must be Atticus, right?” The stud asked in a deep masculine voice.

“…Ye…s…” I stuttered for a hot moment as I was intoxicated by this man and his hug. He was little bit sweaty, and I was trying my best to hide my excitement from all that musk.

“I’m Justin. Nice to meet you, bro!” He let go of me and gave me a dab.

“Nice to meet you, Justin,” I said, trying to act normal, "Larry told me a lot about you."

“Bet he did,” again, he made that same flirtatious smirk and winked at me.

“Anyway, sorry for being late guys. I hit the court a little bit after work with some dudes before coming here,” Justin continued.

“No you’re good, man. We just finished dinner anyway so it’s not like we have been waiting for awhile.” I said, still trying to act normal.

“Ok, let’s get going, guys.” Larry said as he was carrying both of our suitcases to the door.

We said goodbye to his family then walked to Justin’s car. Larry was sitting in the passenger seat while I was at the back. For the whole drive, we were just making casual small talks, but then I noticed that at some point Justin and Larry were gently stroking each other thighs, and I could see that each of them was pitching a tent in their shorts. It was very hot seeing how comfortable they were with me in the car. Nothing else happened in the car, but I already knew this would be a long night.

We got to the apartment complex a little bit passed 9. Just from a brief look of the parking garage where there were a decent amount of expensive cars, I could already tell this was a nice place. Justin’s apartment was in the 20th floor with an amazing view of the city, and for an apartment of one resident, it was massive with two bedrooms and bathrooms, a big living room, and a very nice kitchen. Later that night, I learned that Justin, though coming from a similar humble background like Larry, had a very rich great-aunt who owned many properties around the country. Since she didn’t have any living family member, when she died, she gave most of her fortune for charity and the rest for relatives that she liked. Since Justin was one of her favorite, she gave him that apartment and a decent amount of money.

Apparently Larry had been staying with Justin for awhile whenever he was in Atlanta because there was not enough space in his house with his aunt’s family moving in. Since the apartment had two bedrooms, the original plan was that Larry would sleep with Justin (as always) while I had the smaller bedroom. After taking a quick tour of the apartment, I went to my room to settle in, quickly unpacked, and took a nice shower. I stepped in the hot shower with a raging hard-on and began to aggressively jerk off thinking about Justin. It didn’t take me a long to shoot ropes of cum on the floor of the bathtub.

After finishing the shower, I put on a pair of gym shorts and a loose T-shirt, and walked out to the living room. About 15 minutes later, Larry and Justin came out of their room, and I quickly realized that I was the overdressed one in the apartment as the other two didn’t wear anything but basketball shorts, and I could already tell they were going commando as their dicks were nicely shown through their thin shorts.

“So any drink, guys?” Justin asked.

“Just beer for me,” Larry said.

“How about you, Atticus? I have everything here. Beer, liquors, wine, anything you particularly want?” He asked me.

“I’m also good with beer. Dark beer, if you have some,” I answered.

“Sure, bro,” He said and handed me a Guinness, “Anyway, make yourself at home, bro. Feel free to get anything from the fridge or the bar while you’re here.”

"Thanks," I said with a reserved voice.

“You guys wanna watch something?” Larry asked

“Sure,” Justin and I both said.

Then we moved to the couch. Justin was sitting in the middle with one of his arms around Larry, the other one holding a beer. He was also drinking a Guinness. Meanwhile, being shy as hell in the intoxicating presence of the black stud, I was sitting a few inches from him like a prude. We were watching a random documentary on Netflix and talking about random stuff about our lives, and suddenly I felt something rubbing against my leg. I immediately realized it was Justin’s muscular leg, and I returned the favor by rubbing mine against his leg and moving closer to him.

Though Justin’s eyes were still fixed on the screen, he wrapped his muscular arm around me and pulled me in. I could feel the heat from his bare skin, and the freshly washed scent of his body was intoxicating. I placed my hand on his toned thigh while Justin caressed my hair and face. As I rubbed my hand against his thigh, I felt a firm hand grip my hand and place it on Justin’s crotch. The beautiful black man was raging hard, and I couldn’t believe I was grabbing, even through the thin layer of fabric, the beautiful cock that I only saw from Larry’s pictures and videos, the same cock I’d always fantasized about. As I was stroking his dick from the outside of his shorts, Justin was caressing my face. As he brushed his long thin fingers against my face and played with my lips, I slightly opened my mouth for him to slide his fingers in. Justin gently fucked my mouth with his index finger as I sucked and licked it.

After teasing each other for over 10-15 minutes, Justin let go of my hungry mouth to gently hold my face from the neck, turning my face to him. Again, the same smirk, that same flirtatious smirk that only people with the most confidence in themselves and their sexuality have, the same smirk that I had been obsessed about since the first time our eyes met an hour and a half ago. And the stud leaned in and pressed his thick lips against mine. Our kiss quickly turned into a full make-out session as Justin danced tongue with mine. Usually I was more dominant while making out, but I could tell Justin was exerting his dominance over me through the way he grabbed my neck and tongued my mouth, and I happily complied. I began to understand how this beautiful alpha stud made my friend Larry into a submissive bottom. Tonight, not only was I his guest but I was also his sub.

Justin was now on top of me on the couch. His hands were helping me undress while his mouth never let go of mine even just for a second. I was feeling every inch of his gorgeous body: his muscular chest, his broad back, his big arms, his washboard tight abs. He was pitching a big tent through his shorts and gently humping my body as I wrapped my legs around his tight waist. He broke our kiss and leaned to the other side to make out with Larry, who had been watching us with great enthusiasm since the beginning.

“This is happening! This is fucking happening!” I thought to myself in excitement, still high from the amazing kiss with Justin.

After Justin and Larry broke their kiss, my beefy football player friend leaned down to dance tongue with me. Larry and I made out for a bit until Justin decided to join us for a three-way make-out, which was the hottest thing I had ever experienced. I didn’t know exactly how long three of us was in that position for. Though it was probably just a few minutes, it felt like eternity. Finally, it was Justin who broke our kiss first. He stood there, staring deep in my eyes, and said:

“The first moment I saw you, I already knew I gotta have you.”

“Do you want my cock? Do you want Daddy’s big black cock?” My beautiful stud continued, shorts already off, fully showing his thick 9 inches of manhood.

“Mh hmm,” I nodded, hungry for his cock.

Justin walked to me still sitting on the couch and presented his dick to my face. I grabbed it, gently stroked it, felt the heat radiating from that dick and the pulse of the veins outlining that beautiful fuck stick, and finally wrapped my lips around it. Desperately wanting to impress the black stud, I tried everything trick I knew. I sucked on the gland, spat on it, licked the shaft, sucked on his balls, tongued his piss slit, tried my best to deep throat it though I only got to 3/4 of his dick because it was not only long but also thick.

“Fuck! This feels good!” My beautiful man moaned as I gave his dick Atticus’s special treatment.

Suddenly, I began to feel a wet and warm sensation on my dick. I stopped a little bit and saw Larry, on his knees, begin to suck my dick. It felt heavenly having a beautiful dick in my mouth while having my own serviced.

Justin signaled me to stop sucking so he could join me on the couch. Now we were making out and feeling each other on the couch while Larry was alternating between our cocks. I was both amazed and turned on looking at Larry deep-throating Justin all the way to the base.

“God, you’re so cute, and so smooth,” Justin said.

“And you’re beautiful,” I said, flushing hard from the compliment.

Justin reached lower my body, stroked my cock a little bit, played with my balls, and, as I lifted my leg up for better access, began to play with my asshole. He rubbed the rim and gently pushed against the entrance, making me in cloud nine. He made me suck on his fingers to wet them before continuing playing with my hole. As he continued making out with me and put his tongue deep in my throat, he pushed a finger in. I felt a sharp pain, but the overall pleasure was too overwhelming. I began to moan in his face as Justin fingered me more aggressively.

“Fuck me!” I said, staring to his lustful eyes, as our faces were only two inches away from each other.

“What? I couldn’t hear you,” Justin teased me while having two fingers in my now relaxed but hungry hole.

“Please fuck me, sir!” I submissively begged the black stud.

“You want my dick, don’t you?” He dominantly asked, "You really want my big black cock in you, right?"

“Yes! Please give me your big black cock! Fucking fuck my Asian pussy with your big black cock, sir,” I begged, knowing this would turn him on.

Justin pulled his fingers out of my hungry hole and began to eat it. I moaned hard as he teasingly kissed and licked around the rim, then proceeded to tongue fuck my asshole, while Larry was sucking on my raging hard cock and playing with my sensitive nipples.

“God, I love smooth pussies,” He said before continuing the oral assault on my asshole.

After thoroughly opening and wetting my asshole, he stood up and asked:

“Condom or raw?”

“Raw! Fuck me raw!” I said, totally lost in lust.

“Right answer,” Justin responded with his sexy signature smirk and began to lube his dick and my asshole up.

“You’ll need this,” Larry said and he gave me a bottle of popper.

After we both took a few deep hits of popper, Justin aligned his dick against my hungry well-lubed asshole and began to push in. Though my hole was already relaxed, it was still a struggle to push his thick head in. After a few times, he finally had his head in. I let out a loud yelp as the pain was sharp and intense. Feeling Justin about to pull out, I stopped him:

“No, don’t pull out. Just stay there for a few seconds.”

“Ok, baby. Let me know when you’re ready,” Justin said in a deep, caring voice as he caressed my face.

“Ok, I’m ready now. Please just take it slow,” I told him after about a minute and another hit of popper.

“Ok baby, let me know if it hurts or we need to stop,” Justin said as he began to push in.

After 10 minutes of pushing in and out, with some mini breaks and a decent amount of popper, Justin finally bottomed out in me. The pain was mostly gone by now, replaced with an intense sensation of fullness and a hint of pure pleasure to come. He leaned in to give me a deep kiss as his nicely trimmed pube pressed against my smooth ass. After letting me adjust to his thick cock, Justin began to move, slowly sliding in and out of my hole. As pleasure began rushing from the inner wall of my rectum and my prostate to every inch of my body like electricity, I moaned and asked him to go harder.

“God, your pussy is so tight,” Justin said as he pounded my ass hard and deep, “I don’t think I can last long.”

On my side, I was totally in heaven. My ass had never felt this full for a long time, and I loved every second of it. As I could feel my prostate constantly being pressed hard by his thick big cock sliding in and out of my rectum, I knew I wouldn’t last long either. My dick was raging hard and leaking like crazy as my ass was getting blessed by Justin’s magic stick, while my sensitive nipples were rock hard and being fondled by Larry.

Suddenly, Larry sucked on my hard dick. The pleasure was now immeasurable, and it only took him a few minutes for me to reach orgasm and unload deep in his mouth. Though I couldn’t see it, I knew I was cumming a lot, which was swallowed all by my football player friend. As I clenched my ass tight from the intense orgasm, this also sent Justin over the edge. After a few hard strokes, the black stud unloaded deep in me. He stayed in me for a few moments as both of us came down from the extreme orgasm. As he pulled out, my asshole felt extremely empty, and his load leaked out of my gaping swollen hole. Being a cum slut, Larry lapped on my cummy gaping hole, sucked all Justin’s essence out of it, and turned around to clean Justin's dick.

“That was fucking hot,” I said.

“Your pussy felt so good. I rarely come that quick from topping,” Justin said and pulled me in for a hug and then a deep kiss.

We hung out and talked a little bit before we continued the fun in Justin’s king bed. This time, Justin and I were tag-teaming Larry, and we were using a lot of stuff (wink wink) to please the football jock's insatiable kinky sex drive. After each of us left another load in Larry’s ass, we cuddled in the king bed and gradually fell asleep in each other’s arms... [End of part 2, there was more happening that same night]

 

[Hoult]

OMG your stories are amazing and you write so well.

 

[deleted12958301]

Mhmmm more! This got me so wet!

 

[AtticusHuynh]

Thank you for enjoying my stories. This is part 3, which happened the same night as part 2.
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I woke up in the middle of the night feeling extremely thirsty, so I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I quickly realized Justin, who was spooning me earlier, was nowhere in sight. As I went to the kitchen to get water, I saw my beautiful stud sitting on the bench on the balcony. As I got closer, I realized he was reading a book.

“What are you reading?” I asked as I opened the door of the balcony.

“Fuck, you scared me,” Justin said, totally surprised by my presence.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you,” I said apologetically, “Also, did I or Larry wake you up or anything?”

“Don’t worry, bro. I was just surprised, that’s all. Also no, not at all, I just have insomnia so it’s pretty common for me to stay up this late,” Justin said, giving me this time not a cocky flirtatious smirk but a sweet smile, "And for your first question, it’s Meditations by Marcus Aurelius."

“Oh fuck, that’s really cool. Didn’t know you’re into this kind of stuff,” I said with great excitement. Just for some context, I’m a big philosophy nerd, big enough to do a minor in it.

“Haha, I know I don’t look like one but I’ve been an avid reader my whole life, picking up mostly from my great-aunt,” he said.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean it in a bad way or anything,” I said, afraid of offending my host/crush.

“Don’t worry, bro. I got it,” he assured me with a warm smile, “Heard from Larry that you’re also a big reader too, right?”

“That’s true,” I said as I sat on the chair next to him, “I’m also doing a philosophy minor as well, so kinda familiar with Meditations.”

“Yeah, Larry told me about that,” he said.

Justin reached over to his pot vape pen and asked: “Do you mind?”

“No, not at all, go for it.”

“I don’t smoke a lot, but it helps with my insomnia,” he said as he took a deep hit and exhaled.

“So do you just casually come here to read about Ancient Greek philosophy and smoke pot at 3 am?” I jokingly asked.

“Pretty much,” he laughed, “Anyway wanna take a hit. You don’t need to if you don’t want to. No pressure.”

I usually don’t smoke, but somehow I knew I gotta say yes this time, and I did:

“Sure.”

“Come here,” he signaled me to lean over.

As I leaned over to his side, Justin took another deep hit from his pen, leaned to my side, and as his face was only two-three inches from mine, he blew to my readily mouth. That was my first time shotgunning weed, let alone shotgunning with a gorgeous man. And fuck, it was HOT. After blowing the smoke to my mouth and having me inhale it, he leaned in to kiss me.

“How was that?” He asked.

“Weird, but hot,” I said.

“First time?”

“Yes.”

“Wanna do that to me?”

“Sure.”

I took a decent hit from the pen while trying not to cough then tried to do exactly what he did to me a few minutes ago. After blowing the smoke to his beautiful mouth, I grabbed his head and pulled him in for a deep kiss, tasting the intoxicating taste of his mint mouthwash mixed with marijuana.

“God, why are you so fucking cute?” He asked as we broke our kiss.

“Haha, thanks,” I responded, though definitely sounding not convinced by his words at all.

“No, I’m serious. You are very cute, Atticus,” he said.

“Haha shut up! Bro, you’re fucking beautiful. You can easily get guys way hotter than me,” I jokingly said, though totally meaning it.

“Nah, I’ll pass. Why would I want other guys when I already have a cutie right next to me?” He said.

“Awe, you’re so sweet. But I still don’t buy it,” I said, “What makes you think I’m cute?”

“Cause you’re totally my type," Justin said, "You’re small, with a nice smooth body and (he laughed so hard saying this) a grade-A ass. You’re also smart, funny, and sweet. You read and cook and can do other stuff. Is that enough."

I was speechless and totally lost in feelings from Justin’s nice words. After a few moments of awkward silence, I asked:

“How about Larry?”

“What about Larry?” Justin asked, confused.

“Aren’t you guys like a thing?” I asked.

Justin blurted out a big laugh. After catching his breath, he responded:

“Oh my god! That’s the most hilarious thing I’ve heard tonight.”

“Sorry didn’t mean to embarrass you,” he continued, “You got it all wrong. We were nothing but best brothers and fuck buddies. I don’t see him romantically at all, and he feels the same way as well. We tried dating each other a little bit a while ago, but it just felt not right so we stopped. Hell, we’re not even each other’s types. Like you’re my type, and Larry’s type is…”

“Daddies,” I finished his sentence for him.

“And you got it totally right,” he said as we both laughed.

“So, I’m your type, then?” I asked.

“Guess I have to prove it to you for you to believe me then,” Justin said, and he pulled me in for a kiss.

Our kiss quickly escalated into a full passionate make-out session with me sitting on Justin’s lap. Through the thin shorts, I could feel his dick begin to get hard. I reached behind to pull his dick out of the shorts and stroke it. Then I got on my knees and began to lap on his dick like a hungry dog being given a good bone.

After a few minutes of thoroughly wetting his cock with my mouth, I climbed on top of him again to make out with my beautiful stud. I aligned my pucker against the thick head and gradually sat on it. Since my ass was well stretched earlier by his cock, it was easier this time to get him in me, and it also hurt less. I rode him on that balcony under Atlanta’s night sky as our tongues danced. Justin then picked me up with him still in me, wrapped me in his muscular arms, and fucked me good in that position for a few minutes. I never felt so vulnerable during sex, yet it felt so good.

“Wanna go to the bedroom and finish it?” Justin asked.

“Mh hmm,” I mumbled while still high from his cock.

And just like that, he walked to the other bedroom while holding me with his cock deep in my ass. He gently put me down on bed, and began to fuck me passionately with long steady strokes.

“I’m getting close. Where do you want me to cum, babe?” He asked.

“In me,” I told him.

He picked up his pace and dicked me hard. After a few more hard deep strokes, he dropped a big load deep in my ass. As he pulled out, I reached my hand to scoop the cum leaking out and eat it. To my surprise, Justin began to suck on my cock. It was the first time that night I saw him with a dick in his mouth. As he fingered my gaping hole and massaged my prostate while sucking me out, it didn’t take long for me to unload in his mouth, to which he swallowed without dropping a single drop out.

“Didn’t know you also give head,” I jokingly said as we cuddled in bed after the sex.

“Well, I don’t do that very often,” he said as he gently squeezed me in his muscular arms, "Only with guys my type who I feel a good connection with."

“Well, you convinced me now,” I said.

“Good,” he leaned over to kiss me, “I’m glad.”

“Anyway, I’m tired now. Sleep time?” He continued.

“Sounds like a great idea,” I said, “G’night.”

“You too, cutie.”

And just like that, I fell asleep in the big arms of one of the most beautiful guys I just met less than 12 hours ago, after he already dropped two loads in me within a few hours. [End of part 3]

 

[P.J.9]

Wow love this story mmmmm. Hot hot hot !!!

 

[adelphi100]

Thank you for enjoying my stories. This is part 3, which happened the same night as part 2.
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I woke up in the middle of the night feeling extremely thirsty, so I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I quickly realized Justin, who was spooning me earlier, was nowhere in sight. As I went to the kitchen to get water, I saw my beautiful stud sitting on the bench on the balcony. As I got closer, I realized he was reading a book.

“What are you reading?” I asked as I opened the door of the balcony.

“Fuck, you scared me,” Justin said, totally surprised by my presence.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you,” I said apologetically, “Also, did I or Larry wake you up or anything?”

“Don’t worry, bro. I was just surprised, that’s all. Also no, not at all, I just have insomnia so it’s pretty common for me to stay up this late,” Justin said, giving me this time not a cocky flirtatious smirk but a sweet smile, "And for your first question, it’s Meditations by Marcus Aurelius."

“Oh fuck, that’s really cool. Didn’t know you’re into this kind of stuff,” I said with great excitement. Just for some context, I’m a big philosophy nerd, big enough to do a minor in it.

“Haha, I know I don’t look like one but I’ve been an avid reader my whole life, picking up mostly from my great-aunt,” he said.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean it in a bad way or anything,” I said, afraid of offending my host/crush.

“Don’t worry, bro. I got it,” he assured me with a warm smile, “Heard from Larry that you’re also a big reader too, right?”

“That’s true,” I said as I sat on the chair next to him, “I’m also doing a philosophy minor as well, so kinda familiar with Meditations.”

“Yeah, Larry told me about that,” he said.

Justin reached over to his pot vape pen and asked: “Do you mind?”

“No, not at all, go for it.”

“I don’t smoke a lot, but it helps with my insomnia,” he said as he took a deep hit and exhaled.

“So do you just casually come here to read about Ancient Greek philosophy and smoke pot at 3 am?” I jokingly asked.

“Pretty much,” he laughed, “Anyway wanna take a hit. You don’t need to if you don’t want to. No pressure.”

I usually don’t smoke, but somehow I knew I gotta say yes this time, and I did:

“Sure.”

“Come here,” he signaled me to lean over.

As I leaned over to his side, Justin took another deep hit from his pen, leaned to my side, and as his face was only two-three inches from mine, he blew to my readily mouth. That was my first time shotgunning weed, let alone shotgunning with a gorgeous man. And fuck, it was HOT. After blowing the smoke to my mouth and having me inhale it, he leaned in to kiss me.

“How was that?” He asked.

“Weird, but hot,” I said.

“First time?”

“Yes.”

“Wanna do that to me?”

“Sure.”

I took a decent hit from the pen while trying not to cough then tried to do exactly what he did to me a few minutes ago. After blowing the smoke to his beautiful mouth, I grabbed his head and pulled him in for a deep kiss, tasting the intoxicating taste of his mint mouthwash mixed with marijuana.

“God, why are you so fucking cute?” He asked as we broke our kiss.

“Haha, thanks,” I responded, though definitely sounding not convinced by his words at all.

“No, I’m serious. You are very cute, Atticus,” he said.

“Haha shut up! Bro, you’re fucking beautiful. You can easily get guys way hotter than me,” I jokingly said, though totally meaning it.

“Nah, I’ll pass. Why would I want other guys when I already have a cutie right next to me?” He said.

“Awe, you’re so sweet. But I still don’t buy it,” I said, “What makes you think I’m cute?”

“Cause you’re totally my type," Justin said, "You’re small, with a nice smooth body and (he laughed so hard saying this) a grade-A ass. You’re also smart, funny, and sweet. You read and cook and can do other stuff. Is that enough."

I was speechless and totally lost in feelings from Justin’s nice words. After a few moments of awkward silence, I asked:

“How about Larry?”

“What about Larry?” Justin asked, confused.

“Aren’t you guys like a thing?” I asked.

Justin blurted out a big laugh. After catching his breath, he responded:

“Oh my god! That’s the most hilarious thing I’ve heard tonight.”

“Sorry didn’t mean to embarrass you,” he continued, “You got it all wrong. We were nothing but best brothers and fuck buddies. I don’t see him romantically at all, and he feels the same way as well. We tried dating each other a little bit a while ago, but it just felt not right so we stopped. Hell, we’re not even each other’s types. Like you’re my type, and Larry’s type is…”

“Daddies,” I finished his sentence for him.

“And you got it totally right,” he said as we both laughed.

“So, I’m your type, then?” I asked.

“Guess I have to prove it to you for you to believe me then,” Justin said, and he pulled me in for a kiss.

Our kiss quickly escalated into a full passionate make-out session with me sitting on Justin’s lap. Through the thin shorts, I could feel his dick begin to get hard. I reached behind to pull his dick out of the shorts and stroke it. Then I got on my knees and began to lap on his dick like a hungry dog being given a good bone.

After a few minutes of thoroughly wetting his cock with my mouth, I climbed on top of him again to make out with my beautiful stud. I aligned my pucker against the thick head and gradually sat on it. Since my ass was well stretched earlier by his cock, it was easier this time to get him in me, and it also hurt less. I rode him on that balcony under Atlanta’s night sky as our tongues danced. Justin then picked me up with him still in me, wrapped me in his muscular arms, and fucked me good in that position for a few minutes. I never felt so vulnerable during sex, yet it felt so good.

“Wanna go to the bedroom and finish it?” Justin asked.

“Mh hmm,” I mumbled while still high from his cock.

And just like that, he walked to the other bedroom while holding me with his cock deep in my ass. He gently put me down on bed, and began to fuck me passionately with long steady strokes.

“I’m getting close. Where do you want me to cum, babe?” He asked.

“In me,” I told him.

He picked up his pace and dicked me hard. After a few more hard deep strokes, he dropped a big load deep in my ass. As he pulled out, I reached my hand to scoop the cum leaking out and eat it. To my surprise, Justin began to suck on my cock. It was the first time that night I saw him with a dick in his mouth. As he fingered my gaping hole and massaged my prostate while sucking me out, it didn’t take long for me to unload in his mouth, to which he swallowed without dropping a single drop out.

“Didn’t know you also give head,” I jokingly said as we cuddled in bed after the sex.

“Well, I don’t do that very often,” he said as he gently squeezed me in his muscular arms, "Only with guys my type who I feel a good connection with."

“Well, you convinced me now,” I said.

“Good,” he leaned over to kiss me, “I’m glad.”

“Anyway, I’m tired now. Sleep time?” He continued.

“Sounds like a great idea,” I said, “G’night.”

“You too, cutie.”

And just like that, I fell asleep in the big arms of one of the most beautiful guys I just met less than 12 hours ago, after he already dropped two loads in me within a few hours. [End of part 3]

This is so hot! Did yall end up dating each other?

 

[AtticusHuynh]

This is so hot! Did yall end up dating each other?

No, we did not. Both of us were not feeling dating or being a relationship at the time. Plus none of us wanted to do long distance anyway. However, if we happen to be in town at the same time, we’d definitely fuck!

 

[sslance]

Super hot story

 

[ndamood4sum]

After what happened last time, Larry and I became regular fuck buddies. One thing I learned from this relationship was that my reserved friend with the sweetest smile and the kindest heart was an insatiable kinky bottom in bed. I was pretty much a vanilla guy on bed until Larry introduced me to the world of kinks and adventurous sex. And it was not an exaggeration to say Larry was insatiable because he always tried milk a load from me up his ass before football practice. “That’s my pre-workout, bro!” The football jock once jokingly told me before leaving for practice with a thick load deep in his ass.

Again, just a little bit description of how we look like. I’m Asian with a humble height at only 5’5 and a twunk and naturally smooth body. Larry was black and standing at 5’10 with a beefy muscular body.

A few weeks before spring break, I was staying over at Larry’s to help him study for an exam. After studying, I gave Larry two deep loads in his ass. As we was cuddling after the sex, Larry asked:

“What are you doing this spring break?”

“No plan yet. How about you?” I responded.

“I’m going back home,” Larry said, "Wanna come and stay at my place over spring break?"

“Sure. Why not?!” I answered after a few moments of thinking.

“Sweet. Can’t wait for you to meet my family and friends! I talk about you a lot with them.” Larry said.

“Sounds great. Thanks for inviting me, bro!” I asked and gave him a quick peck on the lips.

As spring break hit, I traveled to Atlanta with Larry. His family lived in a small house about half an hour driving from downtown Atlanta. Larry told me beforehand to be prepared as his family could be a little bit much. Just as he said, the moment we stepped in, we were greeted by a small army of family and relatives. The overly welcoming Southern vibe from his family definitely threw me off a little bit initially, but I quickly got used to it. Larry was the oldest of a family of 4 siblings. His grandparents also lived with them, and his aunt’s family just recently moved in as they lost their jobs with their place over the pandemic, so the house was packed with people.

“Hey, where should I put my stuff?” I asked him about my luggage.

“Oh, just put them somewhere like that corner over there. Don’t worry we’re not staying here tonight.” Larry answered.

“Ok…” I said, very confused but I decided to trust Larry with his planning.

A couple hours later, we were having dinner with his family. Since there were too many people in the house, dinner was served as buffet style and people just sat wherever they could find a place. I was eating with Larry and his parents and grandparents in kitchen while the rest were either in the dining room or living room. We were just talking, mainly them asking us about school and about me. For the sake of the story, I’ll skip most of the conversations and go straight to the relevant parts.

“So, both of you will stay at Justin’s right?” Larry’s mom asked.

“Yes, and he’s picking us up after dinner.” Larry answered his mom.

“Why didn’t you ask him to come over for dinner?” His mom asked.

“Ma, I told you earlier. He has work late tonight so he couldn’t make it.” Larry said.

“I must have forgotten. Anyway, tell him to come here whenever he’s free. He’s like a son in this family.” His mom responded.

“I will, ma.” Larry said, "And he knows, too."

The rest of dinner went normally. After dinner, I hung around to help with cleaning up and just had conversations with other people of Larry’s family.

At around 8:30 pm, walking into the house was one of the most beautiful men I’d ever seen. Standing at 6ft1, Justin was wearing a basketball jersey with basketball shorts and tights, fully showing his muscular arms and calves. His clothes were fitting his body nicely to show his muscular chest and (I’m still drooling mentally recalling that moment) a nice bulge. He also had a goatee, which further accentuates his strong and masculine jawline. If I had to make a quick description, Justin looked somewhere between Michael B Jordan and Rhyheim Shabazz, yet younger but just as hot as he was only 22 at that time. Though I’d known about Justin before from Larry, seeing this guy in person for the first time was still an overwhelming experience. As mentioned in the last post, if Larry was more on the cute side with a nice bright smile and a beefy muscular body, Justin was jaw-drop gorgeous, one of those who you look at and think “This guy must have been a model” (and he actually did modeling part-time as I later learned, but nothing too serious).

Within a few seconds coming into the house, he gave Larry a tight hug welcoming his childhood friend (and slutty bottom) back. After saying hi to other people, the stud looked at me. As we made eye contact, to this day I still swear it did happen, that for a brief moment of about a second, Justin looked straight to my eyes and gave me a smirk, not an I-am-better-than-you smirk but a very flirtatious one, subtly telling me that he knew about my little secret. Then he walked to me and gave me a firm handshake before pulling me in for a full hug.

“You must be Atticus, right?” The stud asked in a deep masculine voice.

“…Ye…s…” I stuttered for a hot moment as I was intoxicated by this man and his hug. He was little bit sweaty, and I was trying my best to hide my excitement from all that musk.

“I’m Justin. Nice to meet you, bro!” He let go of me and gave me a dab.

“Nice to meet you, Justin,” I said, trying to act normal, "Larry told me a lot about you."

“Bet he did,” again, he made that same flirtatious smirk and winked at me.

“Anyway, sorry for being late guys. I hit the court a little bit after work with some dudes before coming here,” Justin continued.

“No you’re good, man. We just finished dinner anyway so it’s not like we have been waiting for awhile.” I said, still trying to act normal.

“Ok, let’s get going, guys.” Larry said as he was carrying both of our suitcases to the door.

We said goodbye to his family then walked to Justin’s car. Larry was sitting in the passenger seat while I was at the back. For the whole drive, we were just making casual small talks, but then I noticed that at some point Justin and Larry were gently stroking each other thighs, and I could see that each of them was pitching a tent in their shorts. It was very hot seeing how comfortable they were with me in the car. Nothing else happened in the car, but I already knew this would be a long night.

We got to the apartment complex a little bit passed 9. Just from a brief look of the parking garage where there were a decent amount of expensive cars, I could already tell this was a nice place. Justin’s apartment was in the 20th floor with an amazing view of the city, and for an apartment of one resident, it was massive with two bedrooms and bathrooms, a big living room, and a very nice kitchen. Later that night, I learned that Justin, though coming from a similar humble background like Larry, had a very rich great-aunt who owned many properties around the country. Since she didn’t have any living family member, when she died, she gave most of her fortune for charity and the rest for relatives that she liked. Since Justin was one of her favorite, she gave him that apartment and a decent amount of money.

Apparently Larry had been staying with Justin for awhile whenever he was in Atlanta because there was not enough space in his house with his aunt’s family moving in. Since the apartment had two bedrooms, the original plan was that Larry would sleep with Justin (as always) while I had the smaller bedroom. After taking a quick tour of the apartment, I went to my room to settle in, quickly unpacked, and took a nice shower. I stepped in the hot shower with a raging hard-on and began to aggressively jerk off thinking about Justin. It didn’t take me a long to shoot ropes of cum on the floor of the bathtub.

After finishing the shower, I put on a pair of gym shorts and a loose T-shirt, and walked out to the living room. About 15 minutes later, Larry and Justin came out of their room, and I quickly realized that I was the overdressed one in the apartment as the other two didn’t wear anything but basketball shorts, and I could already tell they were going commando as their dicks were nicely shown through their thin shorts.

“So any drink, guys?” Justin asked.

“Just beer for me,” Larry said.

“How about you, Atticus? I have everything here. Beer, liquors, wine, anything you particularly want?” He asked me.

“I’m also good with beer. Dark beer, if you have some,” I answered.

“Sure, bro,” He said and handed me a Guinness, “Anyway, make yourself at home, bro. Feel free to get anything from the fridge or the bar while you’re here.”

"Thanks," I said with a reserved voice.

“You guys wanna watch something?” Larry asked

“Sure,” Justin and I both said.

Then we moved to the couch. Justin was sitting in the middle with one of his arms around Larry, the other one holding a beer. He was also drinking a Guinness. Meanwhile, being shy as hell in the intoxicating presence of the black stud, I was sitting a few inches from him like a prude. We were watching a random documentary on Netflix and talking about random stuff about our lives, and suddenly I felt something rubbing against my leg. I immediately realized it was Justin’s muscular leg, and I returned the favor by rubbing mine against his leg and moving closer to him.

Though Justin’s eyes were still fixed on the screen, he wrapped his muscular arm around me and pulled me in. I could feel the heat from his bare skin, and the freshly washed scent of his body was intoxicating. I placed my hand on his toned thigh while Justin caressed my hair and face. As I rubbed my hand against his thigh, I felt a firm hand grip my hand and place it on Justin’s crotch. The beautiful black man was raging hard, and I couldn’t believe I was grabbing, even through the thin layer of fabric, the beautiful cock that I only saw from Larry’s pictures and videos, the same cock I’d always fantasized about. As I was stroking his dick from the outside of his shorts, Justin was caressing my face. As he brushed his long thin fingers against my face and played with my lips, I slightly opened my mouth for him to slide his fingers in. Justin gently fucked my mouth with his index finger as I sucked and licked it.

After teasing each other for over 10-15 minutes, Justin let go of my hungry mouth to gently hold my face from the neck, turning my face to him. Again, the same smirk, that same flirtatious smirk that only people with the most confidence in themselves and their sexuality have, the same smirk that I had been obsessed about since the first time our eyes met an hour and a half ago. And the stud leaned in and pressed his thick lips against mine. Our kiss quickly turned into a full make-out session as Justin danced tongue with mine. Usually I was more dominant while making out, but I could tell Justin was exerting his dominance over me through the way he grabbed my neck and tongued my mouth, and I happily complied. I began to understand how this beautiful alpha stud made my friend Larry into a submissive bottom. Tonight, not only was I his guest but I was also his sub.

Justin was now on top of me on the couch. His hands were helping me undress while his mouth never let go of mine even just for a second. I was feeling every inch of his gorgeous body: his muscular chest, his broad back, his big arms, his washboard tight abs. He was pitching a big tent through his shorts and gently humping my body as I wrapped my legs around his tight waist. He broke our kiss and leaned to the other side to make out with Larry, who had been watching us with great enthusiasm since the beginning.

“This is happening! This is fucking happening!” I thought to myself in excitement, still high from the amazing kiss with Justin.

After Justin and Larry broke their kiss, my beefy football player friend leaned down to dance tongue with me. Larry and I made out for a bit until Justin decided to join us for a three-way make-out, which was the hottest thing I had ever experienced. I didn’t know exactly how long three of us was in that position for. Though it was probably just a few minutes, it felt like eternity. Finally, it was Justin who broke our kiss first. He stood there, staring deep in my eyes, and said:

“The first moment I saw you, I already knew I gotta have you.”

“Do you want my cock? Do you want Daddy’s big black cock?” My beautiful stud continued, shorts already off, fully showing his thick 9 inches of manhood.

“Mh hmm,” I nodded, hungry for his cock.

Justin walked to me still sitting on the couch and presented his dick to my face. I grabbed it, gently stroked it, felt the heat radiating from that dick and the pulse of the veins outlining that beautiful fuck stick, and finally wrapped my lips around it. Desperately wanting to impress the black stud, I tried everything trick I knew. I sucked on the gland, spat on it, licked the shaft, sucked on his balls, tongued his piss slit, tried my best to deep throat it though I only got to 3/4 of his dick because it was not only long but also thick.

“Fuck! This feels good!” My beautiful man moaned as I gave his dick Atticus’s special treatment.

Suddenly, I began to feel a wet and warm sensation on my dick. I stopped a little bit and saw Larry, on his knees, begin to suck my dick. It felt heavenly having a beautiful dick in my mouth while having my own serviced.

Justin signaled me to stop sucking so he could join me on the couch. Now we were making out and feeling each other on the couch while Larry was alternating between our cocks. I was both amazed and turned on looking at Larry deep-throating Justin all the way to the base.

“God, you’re so cute, and so smooth,” Justin said.

“And you’re beautiful,” I said, flushing hard from the compliment.

Justin reached lower my body, stroked my cock a little bit, played with my balls, and, as I lifted my leg up for better access, began to play with my asshole. He rubbed the rim and gently pushed against the entrance, making me in cloud nine. He made me suck on his fingers to wet them before continuing playing with my hole. As he continued making out with me and put his tongue deep in my throat, he pushed a finger in. I felt a sharp pain, but the overall pleasure was too overwhelming. I began to moan in his face as Justin fingered me more aggressively.

“Fuck me!” I said, staring to his lustful eyes, as our faces were only two inches away from each other.

“What? I couldn’t hear you,” Justin teased me while having two fingers in my now relaxed but hungry hole.

“Please fuck me, sir!” I submissively begged the black stud.

“You want my dick, don’t you?” He dominantly asked, "You really want my big black cock in you, right?"

“Yes! Please give me your big black cock! Fucking fuck my Asian pussy with your big black cock, sir,” I begged, knowing this would turn him on.

Justin pulled his fingers out of my hungry hole and began to eat it. I moaned hard as he teasingly kissed and licked around the rim, then proceeded to tongue fuck my asshole, while Larry was sucking on my raging hard cock and playing with my sensitive nipples.

“God, I love smooth pussies,” He said before continuing the oral assault on my asshole.

After thoroughly opening and wetting my asshole, he stood up and asked:

“Condom or raw?”

“Raw! Fuck me raw!” I said, totally lost in lust.

“Right answer,” Justin responded with his sexy signature smirk and began to lube his dick and my asshole up.

“You’ll need this,” Larry said and he gave me a bottle of popper.

After we both took a few deep hits of popper, Justin aligned his dick against my hungry well-lubed asshole and began to push in. Though my hole was already relaxed, it was still a struggle to push his thick head in. After a few times, he finally had his head in. I let out a loud yelp as the pain was sharp and intense. Feeling Justin about to pull out, I stopped him:

“No, don’t pull out. Just stay there for a few seconds.”

“Ok, baby. Let me know when you’re ready,” Justin said in a deep, caring voice as he caressed my face.

“Ok, I’m ready now. Please just take it slow,” I told him after about a minute and another hit of popper.

“Ok baby, let me know if it hurts or we need to stop,” Justin said as he began to push in.

After 10 minutes of pushing in and out, with some mini breaks and a decent amount of popper, Justin finally bottomed out in me. The pain was mostly gone by now, replaced with an intense sensation of fullness and a hint of pure pleasure to come. He leaned in to give me a deep kiss as his nicely trimmed pube pressed against my smooth ass. After letting me adjust to his thick cock, Justin began to move, slowly sliding in and out of my hole. As pleasure began rushing from the inner wall of my rectum and my prostate to every inch of my body like electricity, I moaned and asked him to go harder.

“God, your pussy is so tight,” Justin said as he pounded my ass hard and deep, “I don’t think I can last long.”

On my side, I was totally in heaven. My ass had never felt this full for a long time, and I loved every second of it. As I could feel my prostate constantly being pressed hard by his thick big cock sliding in and out of my rectum, I knew I wouldn’t last long either. My dick was raging hard and leaking like crazy as my ass was getting blessed by Justin’s magic stick, while my sensitive nipples were rock hard and being fondled by Larry.

Suddenly, Larry sucked on my hard dick. The pleasure was now immeasurable, and it only took him a few minutes for me to reach orgasm and unload deep in his mouth. Though I couldn’t see it, I knew I was cumming a lot, which was swallowed all by my football player friend. As I clenched my ass tight from the intense orgasm, this also sent Justin over the edge. After a few hard strokes, the black stud unloaded deep in me. He stayed in me for a few moments as both of us came down from the extreme orgasm. As he pulled out, my asshole felt extremely empty, and his load leaked out of my gaping swollen hole. Being a cum slut, Larry lapped on my cummy gaping hole, sucked all Justin’s essence out of it, and turned around to clean Justin's dick.

“That was fucking hot,” I said.

“Your pussy felt so good. I rarely come that quick from topping,” Justin said and pulled me in for a hug and then a deep kiss.

We hung out and talked a little bit before we continued the fun in Justin’s king bed. This time, Justin and I were tag-teaming Larry, and we were using a lot of stuff (wink wink) to please the football jock's insatiable kinky sex drive. After each of us left another load in Larry’s ass, we cuddled in the king bed and gradually fell asleep in each other’s arms... [End of part 2, there was more happening that same night]

HOt story, does that mean you are going to tell us the rest of what happened?

 

[GimmesomeofthatD]

Thank you for enjoying my stories. This is part 3, which happened the same night as part 2.
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I woke up in the middle of the night feeling extremely thirsty, so I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I quickly realized Justin, who was spooning me earlier, was nowhere in sight. As I went to the kitchen to get water, I saw my beautiful stud sitting on the bench on the balcony. As I got closer, I realized he was reading a book.

“What are you reading?” I asked as I opened the door of the balcony.

“Fuck, you scared me,” Justin said, totally surprised by my presence.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you,” I said apologetically, “Also, did I or Larry wake you up or anything?”

“Don’t worry, bro. I was just surprised, that’s all. Also no, not at all, I just have insomnia so it’s pretty common for me to stay up this late,” Justin said, giving me this time not a cocky flirtatious smirk but a sweet smile, "And for your first question, it’s Meditations by Marcus Aurelius."

“Oh fuck, that’s really cool. Didn’t know you’re into this kind of stuff,” I said with great excitement. Just for some context, I’m a big philosophy nerd, big enough to do a minor in it.

“Haha, I know I don’t look like one but I’ve been an avid reader my whole life, picking up mostly from my great-aunt,” he said.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean it in a bad way or anything,” I said, afraid of offending my host/crush.

“Don’t worry, bro. I got it,” he assured me with a warm smile, “Heard from Larry that you’re also a big reader too, right?”

“That’s true,” I said as I sat on the chair next to him, “I’m also doing a philosophy minor as well, so kinda familiar with Meditations.”

“Yeah, Larry told me about that,” he said.

Justin reached over to his pot vape pen and asked: “Do you mind?”

“No, not at all, go for it.”

“I don’t smoke a lot, but it helps with my insomnia,” he said as he took a deep hit and exhaled.

“So do you just casually come here to read about Ancient Greek philosophy and smoke pot at 3 am?” I jokingly asked.

“Pretty much,” he laughed, “Anyway wanna take a hit. You don’t need to if you don’t want to. No pressure.”

I usually don’t smoke, but somehow I knew I gotta say yes this time, and I did:

“Sure.”

“Come here,” he signaled me to lean over.

As I leaned over to his side, Justin took another deep hit from his pen, leaned to my side, and as his face was only two-three inches from mine, he blew to my readily mouth. That was my first time shotgunning weed, let alone shotgunning with a gorgeous man. And fuck, it was HOT. After blowing the smoke to my mouth and having me inhale it, he leaned in to kiss me.

“How was that?” He asked.

“Weird, but hot,” I said.

“First time?”

“Yes.”

“Wanna do that to me?”

“Sure.”

I took a decent hit from the pen while trying not to cough then tried to do exactly what he did to me a few minutes ago. After blowing the smoke to his beautiful mouth, I grabbed his head and pulled him in for a deep kiss, tasting the intoxicating taste of his mint mouthwash mixed with marijuana.

“God, why are you so fucking cute?” He asked as we broke our kiss.

“Haha, thanks,” I responded, though definitely sounding not convinced by his words at all.

“No, I’m serious. You are very cute, Atticus,” he said.

“Haha shut up! Bro, you’re fucking beautiful. You can easily get guys way hotter than me,” I jokingly said, though totally meaning it.

“Nah, I’ll pass. Why would I want other guys when I already have a cutie right next to me?” He said.

“Awe, you’re so sweet. But I still don’t buy it,” I said, “What makes you think I’m cute?”

“Cause you’re totally my type," Justin said, "You’re small, with a nice smooth body and (he laughed so hard saying this) a grade-A ass. You’re also smart, funny, and sweet. You read and cook and can do other stuff. Is that enough."

I was speechless and totally lost in feelings from Justin’s nice words. After a few moments of awkward silence, I asked:

“How about Larry?”

“What about Larry?” Justin asked, confused.

“Aren’t you guys like a thing?” I asked.

Justin blurted out a big laugh. After catching his breath, he responded:

“Oh my god! That’s the most hilarious thing I’ve heard tonight.”

“Sorry didn’t mean to embarrass you,” he continued, “You got it all wrong. We were nothing but best brothers and fuck buddies. I don’t see him romantically at all, and he feels the same way as well. We tried dating each other a little bit a while ago, but it just felt not right so we stopped. Hell, we’re not even each other’s types. Like you’re my type, and Larry’s type is…”

“Daddies,” I finished his sentence for him.

“And you got it totally right,” he said as we both laughed.

“So, I’m your type, then?” I asked.

“Guess I have to prove it to you for you to believe me then,” Justin said, and he pulled me in for a kiss.

Our kiss quickly escalated into a full passionate make-out session with me sitting on Justin’s lap. Through the thin shorts, I could feel his dick begin to get hard. I reached behind to pull his dick out of the shorts and stroke it. Then I got on my knees and began to lap on his dick like a hungry dog being given a good bone.

After a few minutes of thoroughly wetting his cock with my mouth, I climbed on top of him again to make out with my beautiful stud. I aligned my pucker against the thick head and gradually sat on it. Since my ass was well stretched earlier by his cock, it was easier this time to get him in me, and it also hurt less. I rode him on that balcony under Atlanta’s night sky as our tongues danced. Justin then picked me up with him still in me, wrapped me in his muscular arms, and fucked me good in that position for a few minutes. I never felt so vulnerable during sex, yet it felt so good.

“Wanna go to the bedroom and finish it?” Justin asked.

“Mh hmm,” I mumbled while still high from his cock.

And just like that, he walked to the other bedroom while holding me with his cock deep in my ass. He gently put me down on bed, and began to fuck me passionately with long steady strokes.

“I’m getting close. Where do you want me to cum, babe?” He asked.

“In me,” I told him.

He picked up his pace and dicked me hard. After a few more hard deep strokes, he dropped a big load deep in my ass. As he pulled out, I reached my hand to scoop the cum leaking out and eat it. To my surprise, Justin began to suck on my cock. It was the first time that night I saw him with a dick in his mouth. As he fingered my gaping hole and massaged my prostate while sucking me out, it didn’t take long for me to unload in his mouth, to which he swallowed without dropping a single drop out.

“Didn’t know you also give head,” I jokingly said as we cuddled in bed after the sex.

“Well, I don’t do that very often,” he said as he gently squeezed me in his muscular arms, "Only with guys my type who I feel a good connection with."

“Well, you convinced me now,” I said.

“Good,” he leaned over to kiss me, “I’m glad.”

“Anyway, I’m tired now. Sleep time?” He continued.

“Sounds like a great idea,” I said, “G’night.”

“You too, cutie.”

And just like that, I fell asleep in the big arms of one of the most beautiful guys I just met less than 12 hours ago, after he already dropped two loads in me within a few hours. [End of part 3]

I could cum by reading these stories alone. Fucckkk

 

[JWP65]

Amazing stories, would love to see some pics of Larry and Justin's bodies

 

[ricklk]

love that story

 

[miahgenesis]

omg this is so hoooootttttt

 

[ryan35e]

Have you ever tried to switch roles with Justin?

 

[rogerebert]

Insanely hot story! Justin seems like a charmer for the ages.

 

[AtticusHuynh]

HOt story, does that mean you are going to tell us the rest of what happened?

I've been trying to write more about our sex escapade but I've been pretty busy recently. More is coming soon I promise!

 

[AtticusHuynh]

Have you ever tried to switch roles with Justin?

He let me top him twice. I was the first cock in his ass, and I did not last long at all given how tight he was.

 

[dandan18]

Great story! I like the way you write too. Just the right amount of details..

 

[AtticusHuynh]

Since many people love to read more about my story with Justin, here is another encounter we had about a year ago.
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This happened back in September 2021. Just for some quick description of how we looked like. I was in my senior year of college, Asian, and standing at 5'5 with a twunkish smooth body. Justin was a year older than me, black, standing at 6'1 with a killer body (muscular, lean, with big pecs, thick back, big arms, and washboard abs) and a smoking-hot handsome face. If I have to describe Justin, he would look like a hybrid between Michael B. Jordan and Rhyheim Shabazz (the porn star).

Justin lived in Atlanta, though he traveled a decent amount for his work. One day, since he was travelling in a nearby city for work, he came to my college to visit me and another friend/fuck buddy that weekend (long story short, I went to the same school with this guy, and I knew Justin from him). He was hanging out in my room while I was doing homework, and at around 8 pm, I decided to take a study break and both of us hit the gym at my college.

Since Justin is very into weight-training and body-building, he made sure we did not have a BS work-out. We did a 2-hour full-body workout including some cardio at the end, and it was one of the most intense workouts I had ever done. Since the gym was pretty much empty with us two and maybe like 2 more guys, we did a little bit fooling around during little breaks between sets (nothing too serious, just subtle ass and crotch grab). We were done at around 10 pm, and being a mischievous slut pumped with post-workout testosterone, I came up with an idea.

"Hey, wanna fuck me?" I whispered to his ears while subtly grabbing his crotch.

"Now?" Justin said with a smirk.

"Yes," I asked him, seeing a growing bulge in his pants, "I know a place."

I told to wait for me while I went there first to check if it was safe, though I was already 99% certain that it would be. It was a single-person all-gender bathroom/shower at the basement of the building, and the good thing about it was that it could be locked from the inside. After I made myself comfortable in the bathroom and saw that nobody was in the floor, I texted Justin to come down. 2 minutes later, I heard a knock, and I opened the door for the black stud to come in.

As soon as we locked the door behind us, Justin pushed me against the wall and attacked my mouth with his beautiful thick lips. We made out hard while grinding on each other's body. The smell of sweat and musk from our intense work-out quickly filled the room, making us even hornier for each other. I pulled his joggers down, got on my knees, and immediately sucked on his thick 9-inch dick.

After giving him heads for a few minutes, he made me stand up and turned over, facing the wall while giving my ass to him. I felt his hot breath on my hungry hole as he got down to face it.

"You don't need to eat my ass if you don't want to," I said, "I'm all sweaty and was not prepared enough."

"Don't worry, look clean enough for me," he said after inspecting my ass with his fingers, and began to dive into it.

I was in heaven as Justin lapped on my musky hole and fucked it with his skillful tongue. I arched my back and used my hands to spread my cheeks out, desperately wanting him to get deeper.

"Fuck me," I begged.

"Do you have lube?" He asked.

I pointed him to my hand cream in my backpack. He quickly lubed my ass and his dick up with a generous amount of hand cream, aligned his head against my ass, and pushed in. Since he know it had been a while since I took something that big, he was very gentle and taking his time to fuck his way all the way in me. After about 15 minutes, Justin already bottomed out in me. He began to fuck me gently to get me open up more, and he began to increase his pace as I asked him to fuck me harder. Soon, the bathroom was filled with the sound of our moans and his balls slapping my ass.

Few minutes later, with him still in me, he picked me up and brought us to the sink. There, he began to fuck me while both of us were facing the mirror of the sink. It was so hot seeing him, a big stallion of roughly 220 lbs of muscle, fucking me, a small twunk of only 125 lbs, from behind. I was so hard from such a scene and began to jerk my dick like crazy. It took me maybe 3 or 4 minutes to reach orgasm, and I came bucket on the sink and the floor. As Justin was also reaching orgasm, his thrusts become faster and shorter until he screamed and unloaded in me. I could feel his hot babies coating my gut, and those hot cum began to leak out of my gaping hole dripping on my legs as he pulled out.

"That was awesome," I said as I turned around and pulled him in for a kiss, "I really missed your big dick in me."

"And I was for sure missing that smooth tight cunt," he said as we made out.

We quickly took a shower together in the bathroom, got dressed, and went back to my room. The rest of the night was really uneventful as I did some more studying for about half an hour, then we watched some random stuff on Netflix, and had sex one more times before going to bed with me in his muscular arms.