The Preacher’s Son: Chapter Eight32 minutes of an awesome read

Finn was shivering. Even in Brian’s arms, he was shivering. He wrapped his hand around his boyfriend’s cock, squeezing it lovingly. Out there in the blackness, out there in the mildewy dampness of the old shed, Brian’s cock was the only warm object around. It pulsated in his hand, half-hard. He stroked his prick, hungry for a drink of hot cum to warm him up.

Brian stopped his hand. “Don’t. We don’t have time for that now, as much as I’d like it. Christ, my balls ache like they’ve both been hit with a hammer. Sorry I got so excited watching you and Caden get fucked by those three apes, but I just couldn’t help it. As much as I tried, I just couldn’t stop the feelings inside me. The old prick just got hotter and hotter. My nuts almost exploded. Christ!”

“You’re not the only one,” Billy said, somewhere off to Finn’s left in the darkness. “Sorry, Caden. I couldn’t help getting excited either.”

“That’s all right, Billy,” Caden said, and Finn heard Caden kiss him.

Finn kissed Brian on the lips. Their tongues touched, and Brian’s arms tightened around him. He felt warmth growing in his body. He held Brian tighter, beginning to rub his belly against his hardening cock. But Brian broke their kiss and pushed him away.

“We gotta get out of this place,” he said. “Those apes are out of their minds. No telling what they might do.”

“They wouldn’t really do those things they said—would they?” Caden asked.

“They just might,” Brian said. “I’ve heard rumors about them branding guys’ asses.”

Finn shivered, the momentary warmth flowing out of him. “What are we going to do?”

“First off, get some light,” Brian said. “I snitched a few match sticks off the table as they herded us out.” He struck a match. Finn saw his face in the light of the flame. “Over there. Those old sacks. We can burn those.”

Billy grabbed up a sack, and after lighting two more matches, they got a fire going in the middle of the dirt floor of the shed. Using more sacks, some cardboard boxes, and some scraps of wood, they fed the fire and made it blaze.

“There,” Billy said. “Now we’ve got to find a way out of here before we run out of stuff to burn.”

The door was barred on the outside by an inch-thick crowbar. They might dig their way out, but using their hands to scratch at the hardened dirt would take them a few days. Brian studied the shed, pushing at the walls, searching the ceiling.

He smiled. “Well, looky there.”

They all looked up.

The shed had apparently at one time had an upper loft. Now the only evidence that the loft had been there was a small square almost hidden in the shadows and in the rising smoke from the fire. The square was a door!

“We’re free!” Finn said. He hugged Brian and kissed him.

Brian pushed him away. “Not so fast. That door might be barred on the outside. And it’s at least fourteen feet up to it. We don’t have a ladder or a rope. I’ll have to climb the wall studs like a squirrel.”

Brian wasted no more time. After climbing onto Billy’s shoulders to gain as much height as possible, he grabbed onto two wall studs, one in each hand, and pulled up, bracing his bare feet against the wall and digging in with his toes. Every muscle of his body strained as he struggled up the wall an inch at a time.

Finn strained with him, holding his breath. The bones looked like they would pop through the skin of his hands, he was clamping the studs so tightly between his thumbs and fingers. Brian’s heavy balls dangled between his legs. His cock was swinging. Even while he watched Brian fighting for their very lives, Finn couldn’t help feeling lust for him. He was incredible—the most beautiful young man he’d ever seen.

Brian reached the door and braced his head against it. He pushed. It wouldn’t give.

“Goddamn!” he grunted through clenched teeth, straining to push open the door with his head until Finn thought for sure he would lose his grip and come hurtling down through the smoky air. He leaned back, then smashed his head at the door, snarling. “Goddamn!”

It sounded like an explosion, and Finn had to hold back a scream. He imagined that Brian’s brains had exploded out all over the place. He looked up to see the night glaring in at them through a square black hole. Brian clung to the bottom edge of the hole, his head wobbling.

“Pull yourself up, Brian,” Finn squeaked. “Pull, Brian! Try!”

After what seemed like minutes, Brian hauled himself up and swung out through the hole. The last Finn saw of him was his fingers clinging to the bottom of the door frame. Then he let go, and they heard a thud outside.

The four of them stood, pressing against the door, listening for Brian, listening for the Riders, who might have heard their commotion. After what seemed like several more minutes, they heard the crowbar being lifted. The door swung open, and Brian, wobbly but grinning, let them out. He had a large purple bump on his forehead.

Finn kissed him, then all the other excited boys did too.

After that, they moved quickly. Caden let the air out of the tires of Ripper’s motorcycle, the only motorcycle on the ground. The other two motorcycles still stood in the bed of the truck. Bear and Gib had decided to wait until morning to haul out the planks and to ride them off the pickup bed.

Billy reached under the hood of his truck and found the hidden spare key for the ignition. Meanwhile, Finn and Heath, up in the truck bed, let the air out of the motorcycle tires up there while Brian stood watch, a board in his hand. All was ready.

All the boys except Brian climbed into the front seat of the truck. Brian, still as naked as were the other four of them, remained in the bed to roll the two motorcycles off the end of the tailgate. Finn watched him through the rear window of the pickup cab. Brian gave the signal that he was ready.

“Go!” Finn said.

Billy twisted the ignition key and pushed on the accelerator pedal. The truck engine roared to life. In back, Brian strained, forcing one motorcycle off the tailgate as Billy flicked on the headlights of the pickup and drove it in a wide circle to get it turned around. They steam-rolled shrubs and small saplings that stood in their way. Luckily, they encountered no mature trees.

Finn saw the door of the cabin burst open. The three Riders, as naked and ugly and angry as three trolls, rushed out bellowing. Bear tripped over his tumbled motorcycle, crashing down. Ripper jumped on his bike and tried frantically to start it.

“Hurry!” Finn yelled. “Oh, God!”

As Billy spun the tires in muck, as the truck gained traction and eased away, Finn saw Gib leap onto the tailgate. Brian smashed him in the head with a paint can, and Gib toppled off backward.

The truck gained speed. Behind them, Ripper’s cycle roared, and Finn saw him loom up out of the mist, his motorcycle sliding all over as he tried to maneuver it on flat tires. Brian, fighting for balance, leaned into the motorcycle still on the truck bed. The cycle moved. Brian threw all his weight into it. The cycle crashed off the tailgate twenty feet in front of Ripper’s roaring cycle. Finn closed his eyes, screwing up his face, as Ripper collided with the cycle that had tumbled into his path.

Then he screamed, and they all screamed. Brian whooped, pounding on the rear window. The pickup ground its way through the mist. Shortly they were on the highway. Speeding away. Free.

* * *

The fire in the fireplace hissed and crackled. It was building in intensity, growing hotter and hotter. Brian and Billy had heaped huge logs on it. Pine and birch. The air in the living room of the cottage was filled with the scent.

“That oughta do it,” Brian said, slapping Billy on the back. “We’ll still have flames come daylight.”

“Hey, you two arsonists,” Finn called from the couch. “Come and get your cocoa before it boils. It’s hotter now than when I took it off the stove. Talk about fires! You’ve got a bonfire going there! Me and Caden are about sweating to death. It’s like a sauna in here.”

Brian and Billy turned around, still in full-squat position, their big pricks hanging between their legs.

“On a night like tonight, a sauna is just what we all need,” Brian said. He eyed the mugs of steaming hot cocoa. “And a nice hot drink.”

They stood up and joined Caden and Finn on the couch. As they all sipped their cocoa and settled back, relaxing, they rubbed their bare feet in the thick furry rug that lay in front of the couch. Pine knots exploded in the fire.

Finn had never felt warmer, more secure. The crackling and humming of the fire heated him to the marrow of his bones. The hot cocoa steamed in his belly. He stroked Brian’s face, nuzzled him under the chin, petted his square chest muscles, rippled his fingers down over his smooth-skinned abdominal muscles.

Brian’s cock had gotten hard, pointing straight up in the air, the piss-slit at the tip of the purple head beginning to gap. A clear tear of pre-cum dribbled out. Finn leaned over and sucked the warm fuck-lube off, playing with the sticky little droplet in his mouth before swallowing it. His cock quivered, the veins along its shaft ballooning.

Finn sat up and kissed him. “I love you.”

“I love you,” he said.

On the other side of the couch, Billy and Caden had put down their cocoa mugs and were writhing against each other as they kissed. Finn watched their tongues slide in and out of each other’s mouth. Both of their cocks, hard and aimed straight up, flopped around like a fish out of water, slapping his tight belly.

“Hey, you two,” Finn said, watching Caden and Billy break their clinch and grin at him, their faces slushed. “Before we all lose our heads here—did anybody give Heath his cocoa?”

“I tried to,” Caden said, “but he just wanted to sleep. I tucked him in. He’s got the only bed in this place, so I guess we’ll have to all sleep out here.”

“Who wants to sleep?” Billy said. “I’ve got other things in mind.”

Caden pinched his ball sac playfully. “Sex maniac!”

Billy grabbed Caden’s hard cock. “Look who’s talking!”

Before the two of them started wrestling, Finn cut in: “He’s all right, isn’t he? No need for a doctor or anything, is there?” In the rush to get to Brian’s uncle’s cottage and to build a fire and get warm, they hadn’t had time to think about Heath.

“Naw,” Caden said. “He’s just all worn out. He’ll probably sleep a week, and he’ll probably walk funny for awhile. I guess he got fucked by the whole gang before they took off and split up.”

“God!” Finn said, trying to imagine a whole herd of Rippers or Bears or Gibs gang—raping Heath. He shivered. At the same time, it made his cock harder.

Billy said suddenly, “So you two are going away. Where to?”

“Anywhere but Hampton,” Finn said. “As far away from my dad as we can get, I guess.”

“Why run away?” Billy asked. “You’ve got rights. Get yourselves a place in Hampton. That’s what I did the day I turned eighteen-moved out of my nagging parents’ house, got an apartment, bought myself a few paint brushes and a few ladders—and now I’m free. Got my own profitable little business while I finish up high school. And Brian, I could use some help, if you wanna get in on it.”

“I’ll think about it,” Brian said. “Hey, maybe we won’t have to run away, Finn.”

Finn hugged him. “With those crazy Riders out there on the roads, I don’t think running away on foot would be a good idea.”

“Don’t mention those guys anymore,” Caden said. “Just thinking about them gives me chills. I wonder if we’re safe from them here.” Without thinking about it, Caden reached down and squeezed his cock. Finn was glad to see he wasn’t the only one who had a reaction to what happened.

“I think we are,” Brian said. “We’re at least three miles from that cabin they were holding up in, and I think they’ll probably pump up their tires and hit the highways and get as far away from this area as they can ride tonight. I’m sure they think we headed straight to the police.”

They all sat in silence for a minute, staring into the fire. Then Finn felt Brian’s hand on his thigh, and he placed his hand on Brian’s thigh. They began to stroke each other. Within seconds, Brian was sliding the side of his hand up and down Finn ass, and Finn was caressing his nut sac. Then Finn got hold of his cock and went down on him immediately, tasting his salty, meaty, throbbing prickmeat.

“Oh, man!” Brian moaned, and he pulled Finn off the couch and onto the thick rug. “Oh, Christ. I think a part of you was severely neglected tonight. I wanna taste your cock!”

He lay on his side, pulling Finn’s prick toward his face. As Finn spread his legs, Brian dove down and buried his boyfriend’s cock in his mouth.

“Mmmmm! Mmmmmmmmm!” Finn gasped.

Brian was taking Finn’s cock into his throat like he was starving!

Finn buried his head between Brian’s legs and sucked at his tender nutsac, licking at that secret spot right under his balls. Then he shoved his face between his boyfriend’s asscheeks and rubbed his nose up and down his moist, musky-smelling asscrack. How he’d longed to lick Brian’s ass, and now he was doing it!

Oh, God, Brian, I love you! he thought. Oh, you beautiful young stud! I’m gonna eat you up—eat all of you! Mmmmm!

He sucked Brian’s asspucker, tasting its saltiness. He felt Brian’s hole twitching against his lips. He licked all around the throbbing, excited little asspucker, lapping at its creases.

Brian was groaning.

Finn shoved his tongue up inside his ass chute. He was hot in there, wonderfully hot and quivering. He twisted his tongue, fucked it in and out, licked deeper and deeper and deeper inside his ass. The roots of his tongue ached. He tickled the crevices of his asshole with the pointed tip of his tongue.

Brian gnawed Finn’s cock, using his lips and teeth and throat. He moaned as if in pain. He sucked hard and rhythmically.

Finn felt the stimulation all over his body. Even the soles of his feet tingled as if somebody were licking them. Looking down past Brian’s ass, he saw Billy sprawled out on the rug, his tongue licking his feet.

Billy caressed his cheeks with Finn’s feet, and he grabbed them, beginning to suck on his toes, to chew on his heels, to rub his nose and tongue between his toes. His stubbly cheeks added to the sexy sensations in Finn’s sensitive feet.

“Oh, God!” Brian grunted. “Oh, shit!” And Finn realized immediately that Caden was doing something to his cock. Caden had gotten his hand between Finn and Brian and was pumping Brian’s big cock as if he wanted to bring him off in the next five seconds. Finn pushed out from between Brian’s thighs and pushed Caden’s hand away.

“Hey, that’s my man’s prick!” Finn said.

Caden laughed, his skin flushed from head to toe. “Sorry, but I’ve always wanted to feel Brian’s big cock. You can feel Billy’s now, if you want to.”

Finn wanted to. Billy gasped as Finn wrapped his hand around his silky-smooth, red-hot cock and then he groaned as Finn rotated the skin just under the backside of his cockhead with his thumb. His cock jumped, not far from orgasm. Finn let it go.

“Now we’re even,” Caden said. “But let’s not stop now—let’s play some games.”

Finn was ready for anything. He was hot and giddy, and he didn’t care about anything except feeling good and having fun. He followed Caden’s lead, as did Brian and Billy, who seemed content to let the other guys play with them in any way they wanted.

Caden positioned the Billy and Brian on their backs on the rug, their heads aimed in opposite directions, legs scissoring legs, ass pressed to ass and balls pressed to balls. Caden and Finn lay on their bellies on either side of the guys so they could feast on cock and balls.

Caden bent the two cocks up until they were pressed together, the bottom side of Billy’s cock pressed to the bottom side of Brian’s. Then he tried to suck both cocks at once. He managed to get the two enormous cockheads into his mouth, but nothing more. His saliva streamed down their rock-hard cockshafts, trickling down over their pressed-together balls.

Finn watched the veins twitching in their twin cockshafts, and he licked at them, feeling them flutter against the tip of his tongue. Then he began to lick and chew their pulsating prickshafts while Caden continued to suck on their engorged cockheads.

The two guys panted, tossing their heads.

“Ohhh, wowwww!”

“Man! Shit!”

Finn sucked on their balls, pressing his nose down into the warm softness of their sweaty sacs. He felt their big nuts humming like turbines, felt them pulsate. He sucked each big egg-sized ball, fighting the urge to bite into the spongy but firm meat. He inhaled deeply, savoring the scent of stud-nuts.

The two guys humped, rubbing their cocks against each other, almost fighting to get more of their cocks into Caden’s mouth, the muscles of their lean bellies dancing. Finn could almost hear the cum seething inside their balls, on the verge of shooting through their long cocks and down Caden’s throat.

“Let me have a taste of those juicy cockheads,” Finn said.

Caden groaned with disappointment, but he raised his overstretched jaws off their throbbing cock-knobs, letting their hard pricks pop out of his mouth and smack down on the guys’ lean bellies like sprung mousetraps.

Giggling, Finn caught their slippery pricks and bent them back up. Their two big cocks were as hard as steel, and it took quite an effort to bend them up.

Wrapping his two hands around their fat cockshafts, Finn pressed the two pricks together again, imagining that he was holding together and about to eat a gigantic submarine sandwich. His jaws ached as he sank his mouth over the throbbing twin cockheads. Their prickheads were so hot, they almost burned his tongue, and they pulsated wildly in his mouth.

Brian and Billy strained upward, trying to ram their joined cocks down Finn’s throat. He thought his jaws would dislocate and his head would explode. He felt vibrations from the two cocks zing through the bones of his skull. Both cocks shot off together instantly.

Finn gagged. Hot cum burst against his tonsils. Cum spurted in thick wads out of the both cocks and filled his mouth. Their jizz leaked out of his mouth and down their long quivering cockshafts. Caden lapped it up with sounds of slurping and cooing. The two guys groaned out their pleasure, their willowy torsos undulating, their abdominal muscles standing out as if carved in stone.

“Mmmmm!” Finn moaned. “Mmmmmm! Mmmmm!”

He sucked as best he could. He wanted the two guys to know that he loved the taste of their spurting jism, that he loved the feel of their throbbing cockheads against the sensitive tissues of his mouth and tongue and throat.

“Sexy!” Caden muttered, licking the cum off their cockshafts and pumping balls. “Mmmm, and so sweet, so good!” He munched on cockmeat and cum, smacking his lips.

When the guys had stopped pumping out their cum, when Finn was sure that the spasms shaking their cocks had subsided, he eased his mouth off their slightly softened cockheads and let their meaty pricks slap down on their bellies. He was panting, so were the other three boys.

As they fell apart and relaxed, Caden started chuckling, and soon they were all laughing.

“What are we laughing at?” Finn finally asked, trying to control his giggles.

“I don’t know,” Caden said, trying to catch his breath between giggles.

“It’s relief,” Brian said. “It’s relief.”

“I feel so good!” Billy said, closing his eyes and hugging himself. “Oh, wowwwww!”

They lounged in the warmth of the fire awhile, watching the flames, stroking each other at random. Finn found himself not minding at all that Caden was paying as much attention to Brian as he was to Billy. After all, he was paying a lot of attention to Billy now, too.

Why not? Finn asked himself. Why not share as much loving and pleasure as you can? Why not fuck whoever you feel like without worrying about rules or embarrassment or possessiveness? After all, any of us might die at any moment. Who knows when we might again run into the Riders or people like them? It could happen any time. Better to loosen up and to take your pleasure and loving where you can find it while you still can.

He’d learned something about life from his encounter with the Riders, and he could tell that the others had too. They were all acting giddy and intoxicated on nothing stronger than a mugful of cocoa. No beer, no drugs, just themselves and a roaring fire. What else did any of them need?

He’d learned something invaluable from his encounter with the Riders—a new attitude about life But he’d also learned other more tangible, more concrete things from the Riders themselves. They’d introduced him to a whole array of new fucking pleasures that he’d only vaguely imagined before, and he could tell by the way Brian was acting that he’d learned some new things too, and he seemed to be dying to try them out. As they lounged there, recovering momentarily, Brian couldn’t keep his tongue away from Finn’s ass or his cock, or from Caden’s ass and cock.

Finn combed his fingers through Brian’s golden hair. “You like eating ass, baby?”

Brian grinned up at him, having removed his face from between his asscheeks, where he’d been licking. “Christ, yes! You like my sucking your ass?”

“Mmm!” Finn said. “Feels great! Did you like it when I licked your ass?”

“I almost came—that’s how much I liked it.”

Caden moved over and kissed Brian on the cheek. “Mind if I have a taste, Brian? I’ve never licked another guy’s ass before.” He winked at Finn. “You seemed to enjoy it when you did it to me.”

Finn felt himself flush, but he laughed away his momentary embarrassment and said: “You’re darn right I enjoyed it, and I think you’ll enjoy it too!” He rose to his hands and knees to give Caden complete freedom to get at his ass and cock. “Lick away, friend.” He wiggled his ass.

“Christ!” Billy muttered. He sat up suddenly, watching his boyfriend take Finn’s nuts into his mouth. He held his cock and started beating it.

Brian sidled up next to Billy. “Awesome sight, isn’t it?”

Billy just shook his head. “Oh, Christ!”

Finn groaned as Caden’s tongue lapped at his nutsac. Then the other boy’s warm tongue slid up and down his asscrack and probed his asspucker.

“Shove it in me,” Finn said. “Eat my ass out.”

The words he uttered excited him as he spoke them. He’d never talked like that out loud, even though such words had always existed inside his head. Well, if they were inside him, why not let them out? Certainly, all guys had such words going through their minds, so they couldn’t be too shocked to hear him speak this way. He glanced at Brian. He was beating his cock and gazing at him, his tongue protruding between his lips.

“Come kiss me, you guys,” he said, looking from Brian to Billy and back again to Brian. “Kiss my whole fucking body while Caden sucks my asshole and cock.”

He thought he could hear the blood gushing through the guys’ heads, the pulse throbbing in their temples, as they crawled under him, one on each side, bathing his body with their tongues. He felt bolts of electricity all the way down to his toes.

Caden’s tongue pumped in and out of Finn’s asshole. Then he popped his tongue out and bent Finn’s impossibly-hard cock down, licking the underside. Then Caden joined the other two boys on the floor, looking up at Finn’s body. He shoved a finger into Finn’s spit-slicked ass and took Finn’s entire cock into his mouth in the same instant.

“Oh, yeah, eat it, suck my cock, lick it!” Finn groaned. “And don’t stop with the fingers! Ooooh, yeah!”

All three of the other boys licked, sucked, and nipped at Finn’s body. Suddenly, Caden shot his head up, taking Finn’s cock as far into his throat as possible and swallowed and swallowed and swallowed, giving Finn’s pulsing prick the best massage it had ever had. And it felt like his entire body exploded.

“Ohhhh, yeahhhhhh! Uhhh, ahhhhhh!” He let go and cried out as his cock shot harder than ever before. And as he yelled out, his orgasm increased in intensity. “Eeeeeeeeeh!”

Caden’s throat kept working on his cock as he shot straight into the boy’s stomach, and Billy and Brian almost bit his nipples off.

“Goddamn!” Finn wailed. “Ohhh, fuck!” When he was finished cumming, his cockhead was so sensative that he had to yank it out of Caden’s throat. He wrenched his body away from Billy and Brian and collapsed into the warm furriness of the rug.

Brian stroked his head. “Good one?”

“Goddamn!” Finn panted.

“Hey you guys,” Caden said. “Now let me eat your asses.” He positioned the Billy and Brian on their backs, side by side. Then he jack-knifed their legs, telling them to hug their knees to their chests.

It looked like they were presenting their spread asses for a fuck. And Finn sort of wished he hadn’t just cum so he could jump on one of them. Their hips rose off the rug and their asses were shoved up high to give Caden a good angle from which to lick them.

Caden got down like a cat about to lap milk out of a saucer. Instead of milk, however, he started licking Brian’s asscrack.

“Oh, wow!” Brian said. “This is heaven. I never thought getting my ass licked could feel so good.”

Finn watched the two guys as Caden, his pink tongue flicking like a tireless machine, lapped at their asses alternately. The guys’ eyes wobbled drunkenly with pleasure. They cooed. They pumped their cocks in their tight fists.

Finn crawled up next to Caden and joined him. While Caden licked Brian’s ass, Finn licked Billy’s ass, not only lapping up and down the entire length of his pinkish-brown asscrack with its tiny bristly hairs, but sucking on his pulsating asspucker. Then he stuck his tongue inside his ass and licked out his asshole as deeply as he could.

“Shit!” Billy grunted. “Oh, shit! Wowwwww!” He clamped his eyes shut. He tossed his head.

Finn went at his balls next, licking all around them, then sucking them into his mouth one at a time. Billy, unlike Brian, had bristly hairs on his brown ball sac, and as much as Finn loved the silky smoothness of Brian’s hairless pink sac, he appreciated Billy’s hairiness, too. He nibbled gently on his sac-skin with his teeth.

Caden moved back over and started sucking Billy’s ass, so Finn moved out of the way. Another idea had come to him.

Finn climbed up behind Brian and started to suck on his toes. Until tonight, he’d only dared do this in his daydreams for fear that Brian would think him weird. Now he didn’t care. From now on, he was going to do what he felt like doing. He loved Brian’s big muscular feet. He’d always loved them, and now he was going to show him that he did.

He made love to Brian’s feet, kissing them all over, licking between his toes, chewing on his heels and on the balls of his soles, sucking his toes as if trying to make them come.

Brian pumped his cock hard. “Oh, yeah! Oh, man, yeah! Feels good! Ahhh!” He twisted his head, rubbing it in the rug.

Caden moved back to Brian, immediately slipping his tongue up his asshole.

“Hey, I’m gonna come!” Brian gasped.

Caden fell away from him and Finn immediately stopped sucking his toes.

Brian squeezed the shaft of his cock by the base. His cockhead ballooned, its head-skin pulled as thin as cellophane, its piss-slit wide open. Finn thought his prickhead would pop right off his quivering, bulging shaft. Pre-cum leaked out. Brian held his breath, his head raised and his wide eyes focused on his cock.

His big cock jerked. A few drops of thin cloudy fuck fluid shot out and landed on his chest. He gasped, then held his breath again. His cock twitched wildly, but at last it calmed down. He released it and sighed.

“Phew! That was a close one. Give me a minute to rest, or I’ll blow off the second anybody touches my prick.”

Caden and Finn looked at each other and blew out their breaths. Finn knew that Caden was thinking the same thing that he was: Thank God! What a waste it would have been for Brian to squirt his hot load all over his belly!

Caden reached for Billy’s hand and stopped him from beating his cock, then he wrapped his arms around Finn’s neck and whispered into Finn’s ear.

“Let’s sit on their cocks and ride them.”

Finn grinned. He couldn’t think of anything he’d rather do. He whispered back. “Let’s take turns on each of them. Switch back and forth. Know what I mean?”

“Of course.”

Finn decided to fuck Billy first. Since he’d never taken Billy’s cock up his ass, he wanted to be sure to get the chance just in case he blew off early. As Caden straddled Brian’s loins and bent his cock up to sit on it, Finn did the same over Billy. He bent Billy’s cock up, rubbed it back and forth between his ass-cheeks, then nestled his cockhead into the soft wet tissue at his ass entrance and let himself go.

The big long cock slid into him like a greased pole. He contracted his ass muscles on the way down to give him the added pleasure of a super-tight ass. His ass wiggled down onto Billy’s spongy warm balls. It felt so good!

Billy’s eyes bugged out. As Finn descended on his cock,Billy tensed, raising himself on his elbows, every muscle of his chest and belly tight and quivering. Now, as Finn rotated his ass on his balls, his cock completely inside him, Billy fell back, moaning and rolling his eyes. Next to him, Brian was reacting in the same way as Caden wiggled his little ass against his balls.

Finn and Caden looked at each other. They smiled and nodded. As if they’d practiced this thousands of times before, they began to fuck their asses up and down the two guys’ cocks in perfect rhythmic unison. Under them, Billy and Brian began humping upward to the same fuck-rhythm.

Up and down, up and down, up and down. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. Asses clamped tight around throbbing pricks. Asses bouncing against fat balls. Squishing noises of asses slipping up and down around hot meaty cocks.

Brian and Billy squirmed on the rug, heads twisting, mouths open and gasping, grunting moaning.

“Oh, God, shit!” Billy said. “I’m—I’m—” Finn shot up off his cock as if it were a knife blade. Billy’s prick flopped on his belly, almost squirting.

Billy held his breath, waiting for his cock to cool off, praying it wouldn’t shoot.

Caden wiggled off Brian’s cock. “Switch,” he said, caressing Finn’s ass.

“Make sure he’s cooled off,” Finn cautioned.

“Sure thing,” Caden said. “If there’s one thing I know, it’s my man’s cock.”

The two boys giggled as they mounted the throbbing pricks again, this time Finn on Brian’s cock, and Caden on Billy’s.

Brian smiled up at Finn. “Hi, beautiful!” He stroked Finn’s tight body.

Smiling, Finn bent Brian’s cock up and sat down on it, feeling his eyes cross and his toes clench as he swallowed his boyfriend’s fucker up his ass. As many times as he’d felt cocks enter his ass that night, he still almost came feeling Brian’s cock entering his fuckhole.

“Let’s fuck!” Finn said. “Let’s all fuck and come!”

The others voiced agreement, and they all began to fuck.

Finn and Caden bounced up and down with complete abandon, their tight bodies swaying sensuously as they fucked their lovers’ big vertical cocks. Under them, their lovers writhed on the rug, humping upward—humping, humping, humping as the boys rode them.

“I’m almost there,” Brian gasped.

“Me too,” Billy announced.

“We’re ready when you guys are,” Finn said, also speaking for Caden, whose hard cock was alternating between slapping his own belly and Billy’s with every bounce. He knew Caden could pop off any time just as he himself could. Finn couldn’t count how many times he’d cum that night, but he was definitely ready for another one.

Brian’s body jerked. His cock flexed hard, quivering. He gasped. Next to Brian, Billy began to react in the same way.

“Now!” Finn gasped, contracting his ass muscles. “All of us—now!”

He and Caden both grabbed and pumped their own cocks and within seconds were bathing their squirming, moaning boyfriends with their cum.

Brian squirted jizz into Finn’s ass. He cried out as Finn’s grasping ass-muscles crushed his cock.

Billy whimpered like a little boy, pumping his cum into Caden’s ass. He half-giggled, half-whined, his slim body quivering like a sprung bow.

“Let’s suck these big cocks dry,” Finn grunted, grasping Caden’s hand.

Together, the two guys rode their lovers’ cocks until every drop of cum had been sucked out of their long piss-tubes. Then they continued fucking, sliding up and down until the two guys started moaning with renewed lust, with fresh thrills in their cocks.

“We’re the real riders,” Finn announced, winking at Caden.

Brian and Billy could only moan their agreement as they both grabbed their boyfriend’s hips and started fucking again.