Seven of Irish

Phil and I have been good pals for years and, in consequence, share many things. But it came as a bit of a shock when, out of the blue, he asked if asked if he could take Jason out for a drink, meaning; (knowing Phil) he wanted to shag him.

Now Jason and I have been an item for months and I know Phil has been envious. I can tell from the questions he asked, some of them very personal. Jason has become close and is a sheer delight to be with in all ways. Somehow since meeting him at a party we sort of clicked and what followed seemed perfectly natural. The first time I shagged him was good but it always improves, all the foreplay and everything - and furthermore we have both discovered things about ourselves which we never knew about. And the sheer wonder and thrill about discovery was electric. It has turned out that he loves to do all the things I do so we are perfect match and very compatible.

But the idea of sharing Jason with Phil was a bit over the top. Of course he kept pressing me saying it would only be a one of, that we had always been close friends so I owe it to him. (He was meaning the fifty pounds he loaned me which I still owe.)

"Alright," I said, "so long as it is okay with Jason, I will have to sound him out."

I did and although he was a little taken back that I should ask such a thing of him, and after I explained how Phil and I were great mates he reluctantly agreed, just for a one night stand, but I knew I was going to be on tenterhooks during the time they were together.

The idea of us sharing as a threesome was out of the question. Jason and I made out quite well just the two of us, and I didn't want to spoil that wonderful sequence of mutual foreplay, like all the little things we had discovered about each other - silly little things like touching noses and sucking tongues, tit teasing which he loved but I didn't - that is what it is all about, some things we both like some we don't, but I am quite happy to tit tease him as he likes because he always gives me the most wonderful in depth cock suck afterwards.

I have brought him around to things like spunking over his face which he was very apprehensive about when I first suggested it. I explained that it would be something so very nice and intimate and if he had never tried it before how could he say if he liked it or not?

It was like a lot of things we discovered about each other, we had to give and take and experiment, which in itself was exciting. I regularly sit astride his chest now, before we fuck, and get great joy out of letting him watch me wank myself close up, feeling him lick and taste my p-hole which is always so sensual and wonderful, and enjoying the attention he gives to my balls as I rub the full length of my throbbing cock into his face.

Afterwards I can concentrate on that beautiful rump of his and really get to working it up into frenzy, a few slaps here and there to arouse the electricity between us, the feel and taste of his ass being paramount in the build up to that which we both crave for. I can't properly explain just how deeply satisfying and beautiful it is to give Jason that tanning across both cheeks, then to stretch them apart to reveal that so scrumptious brown hole in the middle, which is crying out for attention, and attention it gets and no messing. For just to sniff and taste ripe warm moist asshole is a dream come true, thinking of the wet dreams I have had just thinking about it.

It is so lovely to touch, to kiss and to gently rim - and I do love to listen to those delightful little sounds it makes as I spoil it, and Jason's sounds too as he wriggles his ass in the most seductive way, prompting me to spoil him more. Sometimes, when he likes me to, I use vibrators to probe him in readiness for fucking. It is fun trying the different sizes and the latest Japanese jobs I pick up from Ann Summers. I do so love to use them on him, and hear his responses; I have lately used a life sized one which averages the size of my fully erect cock, it is so realistic and Jason says it feel like a cock but hastens to add it does not taste like one, and anyway it would always be a poor substitute for mine which he calls Freddy.

"Freddy sis and always will be my cock supreme and I love every move it makes inside me, filling me up to the brim until it explodes. It always feels so wonderful!"

I give him a lot deeper vibrator massage until he yells for Freddy. His ass looks beautiful and so appealing bent over on all fours. It is just asking fir that wonderful deep probing fuck. Whilst he is in fucking mood and well primed I like to feel him suck me, it is always so very special having him do that as stretch and him for the perfect entry and that fuck is simply magic, and heaven al in one. We sort of lose ourselves as we both sink into a frenzy of movement, finding different ways to please whilst I am inside him. He loves to take it sideways and deep up to the brim which is about seven inches. He likes to call it his seven inches of Irish because that is where I come from, the emerald isle.

He likes for us both to pause occasionally just to feel the mutual throb and the delightful way he likes to squeeze me inside. It is lovely and a speciality with Jason.

Was I doing the right thing letting Phil have what I feel has become mine, but I am committed and Jason says he will treat it like it is, with no emotion because he saves that for me and I believe him. But I will still be on tether hooks just thinking of Phil fucking my beloved Jason.

The thing is to get it over and done with and I will concentrate of a good movie, but not a blue movie, that would not help. In the early days Jason and I tried the movie syndrome, watching other guys do it to each other as we emulated them. It was like once we had a session where we watched ourselves in a mirror. The thing is, you can spend so much time looking into that mirror instead of concentrating on just ourselves, so we dispensed with the mirror idea and the blue movies too.

But the time came when Jason was out with Phil. He said he would wine and dine him and take him home to his place for a nightcap. I fully understood the consequences of that and went to an empty bed with just a prearranged pair of Jason's boxer shorts to sniff and rub into my cock as I enjoyed a real good self-spoiling, imagining I was fucking Jason and, although that could never be like the real thing, it was better than nothing and I was soon in slumber land.

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The next morning I was awoken by Jason.

"Did it go well?" Asked.

He looked at me in a way that I knew this could never happen again.

"He had no idea, Alex - he was like an animal. I felt he tore me!"

"The fucking bastard, just wait until I get onto him."

"There is no point Alex, really - and I don't want to come between you, you are good mates, it is just that I guess he didn't to when to stop, just don't ask me to go with him again that's all."

"You poor darling" I said trying to comfort him. I feel guilty. I am so sorry."

"He is into the real hard stuff and had me bound up like a chicken, I just could not wait for it all to end, and he blindfolded me too and stuffed my mouth with his soiled pants!"

I tried to comfort him and was glad he still felt close to me despite what had happened, he must have gone through sheer hell. I phoned Phil whilst Jason was in bed sleeping, to relax and get over his torment.

"I am sorry, Alex" he snorted. "I know what you are going to say. It is just that he was such a good grind I lost all my senses, but isn't that how it should be - and anyway I wanted to make him pay for refusing to oral me."

"Well you won't have him anymore."

"You are welcome to him, he was great shag but he is not my type, all to his own I guess. I like a guy who is willing to go around the world if you know what I mean."

After all this time I discovered something about Phil I did not realise and our friendship is better finished and done with.

In the meantime I ventured to hold back a little with Jason. It looked so sore and red and he said it still stung after the next day. "I can still enjoy you other ways" he said and he did. He was okay with me kissing him there and gently rubbing some anal cream there to ease the pain. It seems odd but that became another string to our bow, creaming him I found new ways to kiss and suckle him there, and he loved what I did to his balls as I did that.

In a couple of days he said he felt he was ready for my insertion, that he was missing it dreadfully, that it did not feel the same, holding back when the climax came. "It belongs here, does Freddy" he said so very sweetly and I knew than I had fell for him hook, line and sinker.

I gently pushed it into him. He squealed a little, it was still a little tight but he insisted I did not stop. I took it easy and yet again discovered something new about the business of fucking, that it can be fun taking it slow, feeling the suction absorb you, it was a lovely feeling and gradually we built up into a full fuck as he gently moved to accommodate me deep and snug right up inside that beautiful place I like to be.

So good does come out of bad, even Jason admitted that, I vowed never to suggest such a thing again, that he was exclusively mine just so long as he wanted me to be and he laughed, made light of it and said he would always want to be all ass for me.

He was that. He was quality ass and I pampered him to the limits. A little spanking here and some oral play there, sucking and licking him all over was so relaxing and I adored how he sucked me, his tight mouth twisting my cock inside giving me so many wonderful overtures, all this as he cradled my balls so sweetly. He was sublime and that is an understatement.

I was foolish to let Phil at him. I let him spunk me when he needed to hold back after the severe fucking from Phil. He nestled over my chest and we enjoyed that special sequence we had done before, but usually me over him. I gently wanked him to submission and enjoyed the wonderful feeling of his hot spunk shooting into my face. It was lovely and very stimulating and so pleasurable. And afterwards we showered together, sponging each other down and thoroughly enjoying the moment.

Jason is a delight to behold and I shall never tire of him.