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Nic didn’t have a response to that. He had, of course, on multiple occasions. He was no slouch about going down on a girl, and as long as they had showered, he only had to move a few inches lower… But this was a guy’s ass, not a girl’s. It wasn’t the same thing. Right? It was definitely hairier. And precariously close to Cory’s balls. Still, watching Carl eat him out and seeing the way he writhed and squirmed, the way he was still kind of out of it now—that was pretty hot.
Maybe he just needed to jump in the deep end.
Nodding to himself, Nic walked past Carl to Cory, kneeling in front of his ass. Wordlessly, he spread the cheeks before him, revealing Cory’s furry and furled hole winking back at him. Definitely hairier.
“If it helps, just think of it like you’re eating a pussy,” Carl offered. “Hell, for some boys, that’s exactly what they wanna hear.”
Nic nodded. That could work. But for now… Nic closed his eyes, tightened his grip, and dove in. It was strange at first. Not bad. Other than the extra fuzz, it wasn’t really that different from the last time he did this to Amy. Nic heard the boy sigh happily as he ran his tongue across Cory’s hole. Unsurprisingly, he soon found that the more he did this, the more noise Cory would make.
Cory moaned as Nic ate him out for the first—and hopefully not last—time. His eyes were closed, and he bit his lip as he felt the wet, warm tongue slide across his hole. He couldn’t believe Nic was actually doing this to him—but somehow he’d get used to the idea. They just might need to practice a lot. Cory could tell Nic was still testing the waters a little, his movements slow and tent—!
“Oh fuck,” Cory muttered the curse as he felt Nic’s tongue dive into his hole. Nevermindtentative.
“Having fun, boy?” Cory turned his head to see Carl standing on his other side, hard cock jutting from his open fly.
“Uh … huh,” Cory breathed and nodded his head in assent.
“Good. Now why don’t you give me a nice thank you for that rim job?” Carl posed the rhetorical question, hand already on Cory’s head and pulling him toward his cock at the bench’s edge.
Cory’s mouth, already half open, wrapped around the head of Carl’s thick prick. With Cory able to think about little else besides his ass, Carl rocked his hips slowly back and forth, feeding Cory his dick a few inches at a time. The boyconcentrated on watching his teeth, but could do nothing about the steady stream of moans and groans spilling from behind them. As he used Cory’s mouth, Carl nodded Derek over to join him, the two switching between Cory’s mouth and his free hand as Nic worked.
Nic kneaded Cory’s ass as he fucked his tongue in and out of Cory’s hole. Carl was right. Itwasjust like eating pussy. Niclovedeating pussy—he didn’t understand why some guys didn’t—and what he was doing here was really no different. He was using his mouth and tongue to tease and work the hole he was soon going to fuck. Just like he always did. Nic growled and smacked Cory’s ass as he dove his tongue in even farther, living for every reaction and sound he pulled from Cory. He could easily lose track of time doing this.
“Does anyone want any more of this?” Nic lifted his head, punctuating his question with a smack to Cory’s ass. “Because if not, I need to know where the lube is.”
Carl and Derek looked between them and shook their heads. Both were happy to see Nic getting so into things and didn’t want to do anything to impede that.
“Middle drawer, right side.” Carl pointed at the set of drawers he pulled the cuffs from earlier.
Nic nodded, taking off his shirt as he retrieved the lube and undoing his fly on the way back. Nic ground his shaft against Cory’s ass, the heat from the abused backside warming his groin. He watched Cory do his best to swallow Carl’s beer-can cock as he applied lube to his own dick, wiping his hand along the inside of Cory’s ass to help lube him up. Then, he slapped his hard cock against Cory’s spit-slick hole and pressed forward.
“Mmmhhh…” Cory moaned happily around Carl’s dick. His hole was so relaxed from the double rimming he had received earlier, Nic encountered almost no resistance as he pushed hiscock in. Arching his back as best he could, Cory sighed happily when he felt Nic bottom out, their thighs pressed together.
Nic looked down at his cock, buried deep inside a freshly paddled behind. He roughly kneaded the abused flesh, enjoying the way Cory squirmed further as his dick rubbed against Cory’s prostate. He moved his hips back and watched his slick cock pull from the hole, dragging skin and fur along with it before being pushed back in to the hilt.
Nic grabbed Cory by the hips as he sped up his pace, squeezing the flesh as he held his boy steadily. With each thrust of his cock, Cory’s pink ass would bounce and jiggle, occasionally enticing Nic to spank it once more. He soon found the momentum he needed and therealpounding of Cory’s hole began.
Cory was moaning steadily as he was fucked, the slap of Nic’s hips against his ass adding just a little bit of sting to each thrust. He could feel the familiar tightness start to well up in his groin and knew Nic would be fucking him through an orgasm soon. The cock in his mouth was once again swapped, and he greedily lapped up the accumulated precum from the tip before relaxing his mouth as he was fucked from both ends. He’d been in this position so often that it almost felt natural—as did the anal orgasm he started to have at the same time.
Nic was getting close himself. He felt the tight squeeze of Cory’s hole as it spasmed, feeling triumphant for making his boy cum on his cock once more. As he looked down, the sweat from his forehead dripped onto Cory’s back. The rest of his chest was just as sweaty. The room was filled with the musk of the four men enjoying each other’s bodies. Looking up, Nic saw that Carl and Derek were now engaged in a lip lock, Carl squeezing Derek to his side tightly as Cory swapped between their cocks. That was unexpected, but it didn’t matter—Nic was cumming.
“Oh, fuck. Gonna load you up, Cor.” Nic grabbed Cory by the hips tightly once more as he slammed his cock in and outerratically, grinding his cock in at its deepest and blasting his load inside. He tried to push each shot farther in than the last, the scratch of his pubes irritating Cory’s sore ass even more—not that he minded. Nic bent over, holding himself up with his arms as he half-draped himself over Cory. The sweat continued dripping onto the back of the thoroughly fucked-out boy beneath him, rising and falling as he caught his own breath.
Almost tripping over himself, Nic slowly pulled his cock from Cory’s hole with a softsquelch, the hole closing tightly behind him to prevent anything inside from escaping. After looking around in a daze, Carl pointed Nic to the room’s attached bathroom, chuckling as the boy stumbled away. He fuckedhimselfstupid. Switching gears, Carl looked down at Cory below him, who was still slowly nursing on the head of Carl’s dick.
“Alright, boy, you stay right there. You got two more loads to take,” Carl said as Derek walked around to replace Nic, who easily slipped inside the cum-filled hole.
Rather than respond, Cory simply arched his back and swallowed more of Carl’s cock.
He took his training very,veryseriously.
Chapter 18
For the boys, the next few weeks flew by. First, there was finals and then their actual high school graduation. Everyone’s parents were there, even Derek’s, watching them cross the stage in their caps and gowns. Cory almost convinced Nic to go naked under his as a dare until Derek found out and said no. It was a weird event, one purely for show. They wouldn’t even get their diplomas until the week after in the mail. But tradition was tradition.
The trio made frequent trips to Carl’s house, each one with new experiences. Since that first day, Cory had been flogged, paddled, switched, and spanked with all sorts of implements. Carl had tied him in all manner of positions: on his back, on his stomach, bent in two. Derek and Nic had no trouble mastering a few of the quick and simple knots he taught them. And the last time they were there, Carl finally brought out that fucking machine…
Cory blushed as he thought back to the previous weekend. It was only for twenty minutes on the lowest setting, with a dildonot even half as big as some of the real dicks he’d taken before, but fuck if that machine didn’t have Cory’s hole cumming over and over. He was a twitchy mess by the time they untied him. And that was before they all took turns fucking him again.
