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Brads House III -- Conclusion free porn video
Brad called to invite me to move in, to be his roommate -- more precisely, to be one of his roommates. Earlier, he confessed, when he'd told me that he and Mike (his other roommate) were not lovers, it was mostly true but the real truth was up to me to discover if I was interested in living with them.
I drove down to the big house on Saturday. Mid-afternoon I arrived, Brad answered the door in cargo shorts and a casual cotton shirt, barefooted. I was nervous as a cat, but he was gracious, relaxed. He kissed me on the lips, which surprised me.
Brad led me out through the kitchen, handed me my favorite beer. We continued out onto the patio near the pool. There, under an umbrella, he introduced me to Mike, who rose politely to greet me.
Mike had a wonderful chocolate color to his skin, he was wearing only a very brief swimsuit of the thinnest material I had ever seen. The outline, shape, size of his long flaccid cock was clearly evident. He was physically perfect: wonderful proportions, beautiful skin. His easy smile revealed perfect teeth, and most of all, he was graceful. He exhibited a physical and personal presence that was purely elegant.
Brad and I were similar physically, both of us white, both of us swimmers. We were athletic looking, but our bodies were sinewy, muscular and thin. In contrast, Mike was a big man, six feet four, no fat on his body but I guessed him to be at least two hundred eighty pounds -- all of it a pure manifestation of strength and muscle. His whole body was visible to me. His thighs and his calves were thick and well defined, his arms and chest were rippled, his entire presence exuded strength and speed. I couldn’t take my eyes off him.
We began to talk and drink there under the umbrella in the afternoon sun. Brad excused himself after about a half-hour, saying he was going inside to prepare some food on the grill. I asked if he needed help but he declined -- Too many cooks he said, laughing.
Mike opened up to me in conversation, explaining a lot about the relationship, how he and Brad were childhood friends. Turned out Mike was a professional football player with a team up north. At thirty he was winding down a career marred by injury. He showed me the small surgical scars behind his scapula; I touched them with my fingers. I began to understand why Brad had mentione the importance of discretion. Mike had one life here for part of the year, and another life up North during the season, a life that might not understand alternate lifestyles.
He thoughtfully changed the subject to my interests, and when we discussed swimming he playfully challenged me to a race. I accepted the challenge, but claimed a disadvantage because I was wearing baggy board shorts. Mike took me inside to his bedroom, gave me an invisibly sheer suit like the one he was wearing, and then he stepped outside for me to change. I was hoping he would watch me, but still I loved it, admired myself in the mirror. I was accustomed used to swimmer’s briefs, but this was much thinner fabric, no liner. I was glad I had kept myself shaved.
I was very nearly nude as I walked out of the bedroom into the kitchen, ready to race. Instead, I found the two of them there, talking and laughing as they drank beers. My presence seemed to shut down their talking suddenly, and they both looked at me, leered is a better word, I guess. I looked back into their eyes for a few moments, let my wrist fall across my cock from outside the thin cloth, and then I was the first one to speak.
“We’re not gonna get around to the pool, are we?”
Both of them started laughing again, and Brad approached me. He slipped his hand down into my impossibly tiny suit, pushing the waistband down and pulling my cock and balls out over it. As he touched me, as we laughed together, he realized that my eyes were transfixed on Mike’s dick. Mike had peeled off the filmy fabric, and what little of him that had been left to my imagination previously was now fully revealed. By god it was magnificent. Mike stood there entirely nude before us, a work of art in the purest form. His cock was uncircumsized, the glans had just begun to emerge from beneath his prupice.
I said before that Brad’s cock was the biggest I had seen, and that was true at the time. In fairness, Mike’s dick looked about the same at first. But as I stared at it, glancing up at his eyes on me from time to time, he began to grow thicker. His big penis rose up from his body as I watched it. My own dick was also growing in Brad’s hand.
Brad’s voice in my ear startled me, “He’s beautiful, isn’t he?” I realized Brad
had now put his hand to the base of my back and was gently pushing me toward
Mike. I smiled, began to fully understand what was happening, Brad being a
handmaiden to Mike, me being the offering … two tops seducing one bottom … but I
didn’t care, my nipples and my cock were stiff and I was about to get fucked
again, that’s all I really wanted anyway.
He kissed me, Mike, his full lips on mine … and suddenly, to my complete surprise, he picked me up into his arms the way a father might lift a small child, effortlessly, his tongue exploring my mouth. He carried me into a living room with plush sofas, and laid me down there. My mind was racing but I realized that the furniture had been covered with towels … they had prepared this for me, I was the main attraction. I was about to get fucked full right now.
Even though my lips had not touched Brad’s cock during our time together, and as the two men stood there above me, the cock that I was first drawn to was Mike’s … so long and hard, the big glans peeking out from inside his foreskin like a man’s fist coming through the sleeve of a jacket … I opened my mouth to him and kissed it first, licking the tip, then sucked the big head into my lips.
He was huge, and he was getting bigger as my wet lips closed over his head. He smelled and tasted delicious, like a man, like a cock, salty and heady, full of semen. I knew how to handle a cock in my mouth, but this one was bigger, fatter than I'd known before. He slipped his fingers around the back of my head and pulled me, persistent and hungry but sensitive, letting me decide how deep.
As I relaxed my throat to him, breathing through my nose and controlling my gag reflex, I became aware of the hot lubricant dripping down onto my asshole, and then the heaviness of Brad’s dick pushing into my cleft. I willed myself to relax everything at both ends as they fucked me, and then as Mike pulled out a little I tightened my asshole down onto Brad’s hot cock … when they both pushed I wondered it the two tips of their dicks would kiss each other inside me as they pushed from both ends. Tears flooded my eyes, not from crying, but from the big hot dick in my mouth as I relaxed and let him push down into my throat.
Brad began fucking me harder as he neared orgasm, and it became impossible for me to keep my mouth on Mike, he was just too big and Brad was fucking me too hard. Brad slipped over the edge, shouted out I’m cumming! His cock throbbed in my tight asshole as he fell bodily onto me, pushing himself all the way inside and flooding me … I felt the hot cum drip out from around his dick, down my balls.
Brad rested himself just a moment, his cock still deep inside, before pulling it out. My disappointment was instinctive and immediate, he had filled me but somehow now I felt empty. That’s when I felt Mike pick me up again.
My brain, my cock, my nipples, all on fire, Mike lifted me to my feet, stood me up as he positioned his hips on the corner of the sofa. Breathing into my ear he said, Help me, use your hand to put my cock inside you … I did it as he asked, my fingers finding his thickness, so hot, slicked with the lube. I pulled at his big dick until his cockhead was inside the cleft of my ass, his slit was kissing my asshole dripping with Brad’s cum, and I dropped myself onto him.
Oh my god, the size of him, the length … I thought I was open, but I was tiny, thank god I was slick and wet. His stretched me and I cried out, a raw scream … I gave my body to his cock and then squeezed tight, twisting … he began to shout as well and I felt him pull back, relaxing his hips after pushing himself into me.
Mike was fucking me from behind, sitting up, and I was facing frontward, my knees lifted, my feet resting on his big thighs. As his big cock entered me from behind, he pulled my body back, exposing my cock to Brad, who moved in front of us and knelt down licking Mike’s balls as he fucked me.
As I rode his cock, Mike’s big hands controlled my position, holding me across my nipples with his arm, clamping my body down tight onto his thick shaft so he could thrust himself into me. Mike’s breathing became ragged as his hot cum rose inside him. Brad moved his mouth from Mike’s balls onto my cock just as I twisted myself again down onto Mike, and we shot our wads together, Mike and me, growling like animals … Mike’s thick cock throbbing inside my ass, Brad’s mouth sucking the hot cum out through my dick.
As the explosions subsided, Mike fell back onto the sofa, I laid back against his big chest and tummy, both of us sweating. Brad sandwiched me between them, and kissed me with the taste of my own cum in his mouth. Mike’s cock softened and slipped out of my asshole after several minutes. When I stood up, Brad used his hand to clean Mike’s cum as it dripped down my thighs, cupping it, smearing it onto my cock and balls, and then licking me clean.
Funny thing is, I didn’t move in with them. Being fucked to death would have been a pretty good way to go, I guess, but my instinct for survival prevailed. I visited Brad’s house a few more times, they gave me a few booty calls individually, but in the end, I knew the two of them would have been too much of a good thing.
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