Date: Sun, 6 Sep 2020 22:28:12 -0400
From: Ww Ww <er14990606@gmail.com>
Subject: The More the Merrier

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The More the Merrier

	To put it simply, I like to fuck.  To be more specific, I like to
fuck guys.  To be perfectly clear, I fuck Matt, and I do it at least twice
a week.  We met in a bar watching a football game. The local team was in
the playoffs.  It was opposing the team of my hometown, and I still had
loyalty to the team of my youth.

	I like football and played in high school.  At 5' 11" and 160
pounds, I did not seem like a footballer, but I hustled and the coach
appreciated my effort.  I enjoyed playing and enjoyed the locker room even
more, seeing guys naked, walking to the showers, getting dressed.  There is
a moment before an erection where the dick swells and lengthens but has not
started that climb to attention.  My dick was like that when I was naked in
the locker room.  It looked impressive swaying between my legs.  I saw
other guys check me out.  All guys, whether straight or gay, take a glance
at the dicks in the room.  I maintained self-control and never got a hard
on, nor did I see anyone else.  That was nearly ten years ago, and I am
proud that I am still in good shape.  I weigh the same with the same waist
size.  I keep the legs in shape by riding a bike and I lift weights at
home.

	I went to a sports bar in hopes of a victory for my home team
despite the bookies' odds and the conventional wisdom of the sports
writers.  I got a beer and looked for a good seat to see one of the four
TVs in the place. I spotted this guy, who turned out to be Matt.  Dark
hair, handsome face, his trim and toned body showing through his snug
fitting shirt, he was sitting at a long community table holding my favorite
beer.  Actually, it was a craft beer brewed in my hometown, and not one of
those tasteless light beers that 80% of the others there were swilling.
With beer in hand, I sat down beside him.  I asked who he was for.  To my
surprise, it was my team.

	"Alright!  My team and my beer," I said, as I raised my bottle and
we clinked them together.

	The conversation was easy, and Matt had a personality that matched
his looks.  He was witty.  When he talked, he would look at you with a
sparkle in his eye and an arresting smile.  He made me feel like a
life-long buddy, although I had only known him for a few minutes.

	The game was exciting.  The teams matched points for points.  We
acted like beer drinking sports fans.  Important actions were expressed
with a shout, an elbow to the ribs, a slap on the back, and an order for
more beer.  When the game tied in the last few minutes, he put a firm hand
on my neck and gave me a shake, saying "We're going to do it."  At the end
we were standing up, eyes fixed on the tube, as the ball sailed through the
goal posts for the winning field goal.  We threw our arms into the air,
turned and wrapped our arms around each other in a hug,and jumped up and
down.

	I was not on the hunt when I went to the bar.  When I sat down
beside him, I did not expect anything to come of it.  But here I was,
charmed by this sexy guy.  I did not want to end it by just shaking hands
and walking away.  I told myself not to make too much of this, don't be
foolish.  Matt gave no hint of liking guys.  What was I expecting?
Nevertheless, I wanted more of his company.

	"Hungry?  Want something to eat?" I said.

	"Yeah.  I would like to put something in my mouth," was Matt's
reply.

	I heard a double meaning in his answer.  I told myself to calm
down.  He did not mean it that way. My imagination and wishful thinking
were making me want to see more than his simple answer.

	"I live just down the street, and I can find something in my
refrigerator better than the stuff they pass off as food here.
Interested?"

	Matt answered, "Sure."

	Our excitement about the game continued, and we rehashed the best
parts of it as I drove.  Inside my place I told him it would only take a
minute. Matt was standing in the living room watching me through the
kitchen door as I dug through the refrigerator for cold roast beef and
cheese and more beer.

	Matt shouts to me, "Man, I am horny as hell."

	I stand motionless in front of the frig door, my back to Matt.
What did he mean by that?  This was the moment.  I was either going to get
sex or get a sock on the jaw.  "I have a solution," I answer back.

	"What is that?" he asks.

	"Take off your clothes."  I said it.  My interest was clear.  I
wondered whether I had completely misunderstood the situation, but it was
too late now.  The words were spoken.  There is no response back.  I turned
and walked into the living room, and there is Matt, his shirt off, undoing
his belt.  I wasted no time.  I pulled my shirt off over my head, undid my
jeans, pulled them off my legs and turned to put them on the chair behind
me.

	I thought Matt may be one of those straight guys who cross over the
line from time to time to get a blowjob from a real cocksucker.  It did not
matter to me.  But I was wrong.  As I turned back around, there was Matt,
naked, on his knees, and ready to suck me.  He was there to play.  His body
was as beautiful as I had imagined.  He had a natural definition to his
body, not the muscles created at the gym.  Smooth pecs, nipples that looked
ready to lick, nice biceps, and a hard, thick dick, standing at attention.

	I said, "You're gorgeous."

	He smiled, motioned with his finger, and said, "Come here."

 	I stood naked before him.  He reached and cupped my balls.  Then he
put his fingers around the base of my cock and guided it to his open mouth.
It was magic, so warm and wet and soft.  He knew what he was doing, moving
his lips up and down my shaft.  I was in heaven.  My hands sought his body,
touching his muscular shoulders, feeling his biceps, even reaching down to
find those nipples I wanted to lick.  I stood here, taking the pleasure
that Matt offered and was so eager to give.

	After several minutes, I put my hands under his arms and pulled him
up.  It was my turn, and I bent over and took his dick in my mouth.  We
were about the same size, but he was a little thicker.  He had a beautiful
mushroom head that matched mine.  My balls hung large and low, whereas Matt
had two perfectly round orbs smaller than mine and perfect for me to suck
into my mouth.  Matt was shaved.  His crotch and balls were hairless and
smooth.  As I had him in my mouth, I rubbed my hand over his bottom and let
my fingers slide through his crack.  It was smooth too, smooth and
inviting.  I did not suck him long, for I was just giving him a sample of
what was to come.

	 I stood up, took his dick in my hand, and led him to the bedroom.
With one sweep of my arm, I threw the cover off the bed.  I motioned for
him to lay down, and I climbed between his spread legs. Matt was a great
cocksucker, and I was determined to show that my skills matched his.  With
my wet tongue, I started at the base of his hard cock and licked up to his
tip.  I licked his slit and then put my lips around his mushroom head and
swirled my tongue.  Then I took his manhood, slowly inch by inch until my
nose was pressed against his belly.  He moaned at the sensation of his
whole cock going down my throat.  Matt put his hands on my head as I bobbed
on his dick.  Next, I put my lips between his ball sack and his left thigh
and licked.  I did the same to his right.  Then I took one ball into my
mouth and gently sucked.  Then the other.  Lastly, I opened my mouth wide
and took them both.

 	I rose from his crotch, leaned over him, and rubbed our hard dicks
together, grinding my hips.  Then I moved up his body, licking his stomach,
tonguing his belly button, sucking on each erect nipple.  I raised myself
and moved my body upward, dragging my balls along the same path as I just
put my tongue.  Finally, I am sitting on his chest with my dick in Matt's
mouth.  I fucked his head with short strokes into his mouth.

 	Next, I turned and laid beside Matt, my feet at his head so that we
both had access to each others' hard cocks.  We greedily sucked and licked
and jacked.  Matt then raised to his knees and put his face on the
mattress.  His bottom was in the air, his legs spread for me.  There was no
need for words.  It was clear what he wanted.  I kneeled behind him.  My
cock was wet from his mouth and I spat on his puckered hole to ease entry.
My dickhead pressed against his hole and it opened to me.  I gently pushed
the full length of my dick into him.  I paused for a moment for him to
accept me, and then I began rhythmic movement of my hips.

	 The silence ended when Matt said, "You are so big."  Then later as
my motions quickened, he said, "Oh, that's it."

 	My position and movements had found that special place in him and
he answered every thrust of my cock with a pleasurable moan.  As I fucked
him, he was working his cock.  His talk encouraged me, but the pleasure of
his body as it gripped my cock while I slide in and out of him increased
and increased until I reached a point of no return.  My climax was coming.
I held his shoulders and pulled him toward me.  My thrusts were harder and
deeper and faster until it happened, like an explosion that burst through
my body.  I cried out while my cock pulsed one, two, three, four shots of
cum into Matt.

 	As we lay there, our breathing slowing and our dicks softening,
Matt apologized for the wet sheet.  With the help of his hand he had
emptied his cum on the sheet just as I cried out with my own climax.  After
a pause, he asked when he could come back.  I answered, "Tomorrow night."

 	We fucked three times that week, but soon fell into a routine of a
mid-week meeting and then a night out on Saturday at one of several bars,
and then back to my place for late night sex, only to wake the next morning
for a mutual suck off before breakfast.

	We both enjoy people, both men and women.  Matt has never met a
stranger.  So our time Saturday night is full of conversation with old
friends and new acquaintances.  Our favorite place was huge with a
four-sided bar in the middle of the room.  We would get our first drink,
lean against the bar, and make quiet commentary to each other about the
crowd.  Grading the girls on looks and clothes.  Making guesses on the size
of the guys' cocks.  Speculating on who in there with a girl on his arm
also sucks dick.  Then Matt is off to flirt with good looking girls and
play bro with nice looking guys before we meet again and head to my place.
I often teased him that with too much charm, he would have someone follow
us home one night.

	Once he said, "A threesome would be fun.  If a girl, I will fuck
her while you fuck me.  If a guy, then there is no limit to all that would
happen."

	One night as the evening got late, I returned to the middle of the
bar, and I saw Matt to my left putting the charm on a good-looking girl.
She was flirting back, laughing and putting her hand on his arm when she
talked.  On the other side of me was a couple in quiet conversation until I
heard her say, "Not with you" and she walked away.

	The guy turned to me and said "Shit!  I went through two vodkas
with that bitch and I am going home alone."

	I said that there are other girls around.  Then I said, "What about
this girl talking with my friend at the end of the bar?"

	He said "I know her.  She is a flirt.  Your buddy is going home
alone too."

	I laughed.  We exchanged names and both ordered another drink.
Then an idea came to me. I said, "I'll tell you a secret about my friend
there. He acts straight, but you get some drinks in him and he loves a hard
cock up his ass. It looks like he is going to be drunk tonight.  What do
you think?"

	The dude was silent and I could tell that a lot was turning over in
his mind.  "Well," he said.  There was a pause.  Then he adds "that might
do.  He has a cute looking butt."

	I added, "and a tight little hole."

	I walked over to Matt who is now alone, and I told him that "I
offered you ass to the good-looking guy at the end of the bar."

	Matt said, "What!" loud enough to turn the heads of several close
by.  Matt looked down the bar, and the guy standing there gave him a nod of
the head and a grin.

	I said, "Here is your chance for a threesome.  His name is Chris."
Matt sized him up: probably 6, a rugged but handsome face, trim with nice
definition of his chest showing through his shirt.

	Matt said, "We will see," and we walked down to the other end of
the bar.  Matt and Chris exchange names and shake hands.  Strong grips It
is late and the bar is thinning out.  The three of us were alone.  No one
was standing near.  Matt and Chris were leaning against the bar, and I was
standing with my back to the few people still in the place, blocking
anyone's view.

	I said to Matt, "Check out his crotch."  Matt reached over and
grabbed him.

	"He is hard already," Matt says.  Then discreetly Matt unzipped him
and put his hand in Chris' pants.

	Chris says "Damn, you aren't going to pull it out, are you?"  Matt
said he was just getting a better feel.

	I told Matt to check his balls, and he nods approval.  I told Chris
that Matt was a cum slut, and we wanted to know if those balls were ready
to give Matt a heavy load.

	Chris smiled and said "Sure."

	The plan was for Chris to follow us to my place.  Matt and I got
into my truck and waited at the exit of the parking lot.  A car drove up
and flashed its lights, and we were off.  I parked in the driveway, and
Matt and I waited at the top of the driveway.  Chris parked across the
street.  We saw two guys walking up the driveway.

	Chris said, "I brought my friend Tony.  I thought the more the
merrier."

	Tony was over six feet tall, Italian looking, with dark sexy eyes,
full lips, and a physique that showed he liked the gym.  Matt made a quick
stop in the bathroom to clean up.  The three of us undressed and stood
there with hard dicks waiting for some boy pussy.  Chris' dick was seven
inches, a nice round straight tube with a big head.  Tony`s dick was about
the same in length but thicker.  Tony had trimmed his pubic hair short
around his crotch but left a line that ran up to his navel. Chris had big
low hanging hairy balls.  I was shorter in height than the other two, but
my cock seemed to be as long or longer than the others.  My big mushroom
head was moist with precum from the anticipated excitement.

	Matt came out of the bathroom, naked with a full erection.  His
dick was thicker and longer than any of us, and he was completely smooth,
having shaved his crotch and balls and ass that morning.  Matt had told me
that he was plenty hairy, but I never saw it.  He shaved regularly.  He
liked the way it felt, and he thought he looked sexier that way.  He
particularly wanted a smooth crack because he said it looked more inviting.

	We stood around him as he knelt.  It was Tony and Chris and me.
Matt leaned toward Chris, extended his tongue, and ran it up from Chris'
ball sack to the tip of his cock.  Then he put his wet lips around the head
of his dick, then reached for Tony's and my cocks.  He jacks two of us as
he took all of Chris in his mouth and sucked him.  Chris responded with a
moan, put his hands on Matt's head, and moved his hips, making short fucks
into Matt's mouth.  Matt then moved his attention to Tony.  At that point,
I moved from Chris's side to the other side of Tony, so now Matt would suck
Tony while holding Chris's cock in one hand and mine in the other.  Then
Matt sucked me and jacked the other two cocks.  Matt had sucked me many
times, but every time that hot wet mouth wrapped around my dick it was
heaven.

	We had promised Chris a fuck, and Matt's hole was always hungry, so
he got up from the floor and went to the bed, got on his knees and put his
face on the mattress, offering his smooth ass and pink hole to us.  Chris,
hard with excitement, was quick to get behind him.  He got on his knees and
positioned his cock at Matt's hole.  He slid in slowly and gently but all
the way in, his dick disappearing into Matt's pussy, Chris' crotch pressed
against Matt's bottom.

	Chris was a cock hound who has fucked many girls and has given them
all as much pleasure as he has taken.  He fucked with appreciation and
affection.  Matt received strong masculine fucks as Chris held him softly,
with hands on Matt's hips.  Matt loved the feel of Chris' dick, filling his
pussy, and he told us all his pleasure as he moaned when Chris' dick sought
the depths of Matt's body.

	Tony climbed on the bed and knelt in front of Matt, and raised his
face to take his dick.  Matt was in heaven with a dick in his mouth and
another in his ass.  Tony held Matt's head with both hands as he fucked his
willing mouth.  Not to be left out, I reached under Matt, jacking his dick,
holding his balls, sometimes sliding my fingers behind his sack to his hole
so that I could feel the movement of Chris's cock into my pussy boy's hole.
Matt's sexual hunger for cock only intensified as he was fucked at one end,
sucked dick at the other, and had his dick jacked.

	Tony moved away and got behind Chris, waiting for his turn.  I
replaced him and Matt sucked on my tool.  I was ready to cum in his mouth,
but I wanted to save it for his bottom, so I moved away, and stood there
watching Matt get fucked by Chris.

	Chris turned out to be a talker when he got close. "You like my
dick, don't you?  Take my hard cock.  You are so tight, so good.  Take it
all, Baby."  He told Matt that he was cumming, and suddenly he stopped
moving, held his hips against Matt's bottom with his dick buried deep, and
he gave five quick moans, as if he was announcing each squirt out of his
slit.  He stayed there, savoring the feeling after his climax.  When he
withdrew, Matt turned quickly and sucked Chris' sperm covered dick.

	An impatient Tony declared, "It's my turn."

	Matt was naked on the bed, freshly fucked, with his own cum on his
tongue.  It had only been a few minutes that Chris' cock left his hole, but
he felt a void, something missing.  Matt needed a cock in his ass.  Tony
was ready for him.  Matt was on his back on the bed and Tony crawled up
between his legs.  Matt raised his legs and pulled them back to raise his
ass and expose his hungry pussy hole.  Tony put his cock head against the
closed sphincter.  In goes his dickhead.  He paused for a moment, then he
thrusts the rest all the way in with a swift powerful push.  Matt's hungry
pussy had a cock again.  It was harder and thicker than Chris.  Tony
grabbed Matt's ankles and held his legs aloft.  Then he began to pump, in
and out, in and out, a hard, steady rhythm, unvaried, again and again.  He
was like a machine, a piston, pushing in over and over again.  His fucking
was powerful and hard.  Because his cock was so much thicker at the base
than the tip, each inward push stretched Matt's sphincter, as if it was
pulsing.  This widening at the end of each fuck sent a shiver of pleasure
through Matt's body.

	I was on the bed beside them.  I turned Matt's head and kissed him,
intertwining tongues.  He sucked my tongue as if it is my dick.  Then I
laid my head on Matt's stomach and took his cock into my mouth.  I was
sucking him as Tony fucked his hole.  Chris was standing by the bed and
reached for Matt's hand.  He took it to his dick.  He was beyond his
climatic softness and was hardening as Matt held him.

	Tony was long lasting and unchanging in his rhythmic pounding of
Matt's bottom Finally there was a deep animal cry, and Tony climaxed with
such power that Matt was pushed closer and closer to the headboard of the
bed.  Tony was exhausted.  Before he went to the sofa to collapse, Matt
cleaned his cock of cum just like he did Chris.

	It was my turn, and I laid on the bed on my back.  Matt squatted
over my hard dick and lowered himself onto me.  He was not sitting on me
yet.  There were several inches between our bodies and it gave me enough
space to move my hips.  I raised them up and down, sliding my cock into
him.  There was a slurping sound as my dick slid into his hole while cum
from Chris and Tony oozed out of Matt's well fucked pussy.  I bounced on
the bed several times as I thrust upward into him.  Next Matt lowered
himself and sat on me, my cock fully inside him He fucked himself by
rocking back and forth.  My hands were on his chest, his nipples.  I felt
the muscles of his arms.  I started to jack his cock.  I wanted us to cum
together.

	Chris was fully aroused now and was finished with watching.  He got
on the bed and stood above my head so that Matt could suck him while being
fucked.  I looked up and I watched Matt's lips going back and forth on
Chris' shaft.  I reach up and held his chin. Then I moved my fingers to his
cheek.  I felt Chris' dick moving in Matt's mouth and it excited me.

	Chris now moved and got up on the bed behind us, put his dick at
Matt's dick stuffed hole and entered too.  It was double penetration.
Chris' dick slid in over mine, lubricated by the two cum dumps already
received.  There were now two hard cocks deep in Matt and he moaned with
ecstasy.  Chris was the only one with freedom of movement, and he began to
fuck.  While he did, his dick rubbed mine just as his dick rubbed Matt's
hole.  As he fucked, he pushed my dick too, so two cocks were moving up and
down that love canal.

	Matt was sandwiched between Chris and I, laying on my chest.  I
can't reach Matt's dick but the movement of our three bodies made friction
for his dick between our stomachs.  I was first to cum, and I let Matt know
by a moan and my tight grip of my hands on his arms.  Chris was soon
behind, announcing again that he was cumming.  At this point he leaned
back, freeing Matt to raise also, and allowing me to take again his cock in
my hand.  It only took a few strokes.

	The sexual experiences of the evening had been building like a
river, and when Matt climaxed, it was if a dam has broken.  He shot cum all
across my chest with some hitting my chin.  I used my tongue to take some
in my mouth.  Matt leaned over and licked his cum off of my face.  I
scooped cum from my chest and brought it to my mouth and then did it again
to his where he sucked my cum covered fingers.

	Chris withdrew.  Matt lifted himself off of me.  Like the time
before, he cleaned both of our cocks of cum.  Chris woke up Tony, they
dressed, and I walked them to the door.  I returned to the bed and Matt was
asleep with cum on his chest and four cum dumps oozing out of his boy
pussy.