A story of 4 high school friends set in the days before internet or smart phone porn. All involved are over 18 years of age.
I'd just sucked my 3 friends cocks and swallowed their cum, but I wasn't sure about being fucked. It looked really hot and erotic in the magazine and the guy getting fucked looked like he was enjoying it. However I wondered how a big cock like Grants would be able to squeeze into my arse. I had never put anything near my arse before, let alone up it and here they were proposing to fuck me with their big cocks.
"We're going to need some lube or Vaseline or something," said Grant.
"Yeah, I think there is some in the bathroom cabinet," replied Tony.
It was at this moment that he looked across the room.
"Fuck Tom, you didn't close the hatch down when you came back up".
"Well I didn't get a chance, you were all moaning about how long I took to get the coke and then that happened," I said, referring to the cock sucking.
"Imagine if my Dad had come up or something," he said with a bit of a worried look on his face.
"Well it's your room, you should have done it," I snapped back.
"I wonder what he would have said," pondered Grant. "Seeing Tom there sucking our cocks. He probably would have joined in!" he laughed.
"Eeewwww, shut up," replied Tony.
"Well he does have this gay magazine," Paul added.
"Yeah, why has he got this?" asked Grant.
"I don't know," replied Tony. "I've not had a conversation with my Dad about his porn collection. Maybe it came in a pack with some others or something," he went on.
"Maybe he likes the idea of a guy sucking on his cock too," I suggested. "After all, you three seemed to like it."
"Shut up Tom," Tony said with a bit of annoyance in his voice.
There was a bit of a silence for a while as we all took stock of the situation. What had started as a bit of a dare had turned into me wanking and then sucking their cocks and could have been busted by Tonys Dad.
My mind was now racing thinking about Mr Johnstone and what he gets up to. I pictured him like one of the guys in the magazine, wearing a leather waistcoat, with a moustache and his big hard cock in his hand waiting to be sucked. Also I thought about the little encounter we had in the kitchen before.
Tony broke the silence.
"When I get hard again Tom, I'm going to fuck you really hard!"
"Yeah me too," Paul and Grant both said in unison.
"I don't know if I want to get fucked," I said. I liked sucking your cocks but I don't know about getting fucked. It'll hurt".
"You'll enjoy it like you did when you posed for the mag," Tony replied holding up the picture of the guy that looked a bit like me.
As he was saying this he was rubbing his cock and trying to get hard. Despite being full or youthful hormones it wasn't going to get hard straight away after cumming twice already.
After a few minutes, he got up, and put his shorts on and went downstairs. He was still muttering away about the hatch being left open.
"Think you annoyed him there Tom," said Grant.
"What, coz I left the hatch open?" I replied.
"Yeah, and that bit about his Dad," responded Grant.
"Well maybe he does, like father like son," laughed Paul.
That eased the tension and we all laughed at Pauls comment. A moment later Tony returned back in the room holding something in his hand.
"I'm just going to close the hatch," he announced making a point.
"Yeah yeah," I replied waving him off with my hand.
"What you got there?" asked Paul.
"Some Vaseline for Toms arse," Tony replied.
"Hang on," I said. "I told you, I don't think I want to get fucked."
"Tough!" replied Tony.
He took off his shorts and grabbed a magazine and started rubbing his cock. Grant and Paul started to do the same. After 10 or 15 minutes they were all beginning to get hard again.
"Come and suck on my cock Tom," ordered Tony.
He was being more forceful now but I found myself complying. I scooted over and got between his legs and lowered my face, opened my mouth and took his cock in my mouth. He put his hand on the back of my head pushing me down as well as thrusting his hips up. I gagged on his cock as it hit my tonsils which only seemed to encourage him.
"Yeah take that dick all the way in, choke on my cock," I could hear him saying.
I was beginning to choke on his cock and gagged and coughed. He released his hand from the back of my head and I pulled my head up off his cock and took a deep breath, saliva pooling at the corner of my mouth.
"That was good Tom, you deep throated me," he said sounding pleased with himself. "Do it again".
I took his cock in my hand and moved my head down. This time he didn't push my head down and I was able to control the pace. I went as far as I could feeling his cock on my tonsils and tried to relax so I wouldn't gag. I went a bit further, gagging a but but kept going until I felt all his sweaty pubes right under my nose and in my face. I had managed to take all his 7 inches into my mouth and throat.