Giving Smithy a Bum-Job

Smithy started thrusting and called out, "Aw! Fuck yeah!" He loved the feel of having his dick slide in and out of my bunghole while his own had Biggsy's big cock slurping back and forth.

"Come on, wank me off, Smithy mate!" I called out, peering back at the pair of them kneeling down one behind the other. "You said you'd wank my knob off if I pulled the front of my kecks down..."

He knelt over me, reached under me and grabbed my dick which was mostly hard but still a bit droopy.

"How does it feel having a big gay cock dooking your toosh?" he asked, teasing my foreskin back and forth with a tenderness I hadn't expected from such a big, gruff bloke.

"A bit weird," I admitted. "But a lot nicer now that you're playing with my dick!"

"Turn the telly off," he muttered into my ear, still bending over me as he fondled my stiffening cock.

Thinking that the late night talk-show must be distracting him, I reached up and grabbed the remote off the armchair and pressed standby, plunging the TV into darkness.

"Aw, look at the three of us," he chuckled, peering up at the blank screen. "We look fucking wayward, man!"

I wasn't sure what he meant at first but then I realised he was looking at our reflection on the telly. There we all were: me on all fours taking dick like a bitch; Smithy crouching over me, wanking my cock off as he fucked me up the arse; and Biggsy kneeling behind him having his hard-on pumped between Smithy's thrusting buttocks.

"Aw Jesus!" I laughed. "Look at us deviants! Gaying it up like three nancies!"

"Fuck off!" Biggsy bit back. "Nancies don't do it the way we are! This is just bumming, mate... nothing more, nothing less."

"Exactly!" Smithy laughed, now bashing my wanged-up cock off with his hand as fast as he was pumping Biggsy's longer and thicker todger with his arse. "This is just bloke sex, Gabe... three horny fellas getting each other off..."

"So this isn't gay stuff then?" I asked, really loving the feel of Smithy's hand on my prick. He sure knew how to wank another lad's dick off - he was squeezing it just hard enough and his wrist was flicking back and forth with a steady, unwavering rhythm.

"Of course it isn't!" he laughed. "If it was gay stuff we'd be kissing and cuddling each other and shit like that... this is just bum sex, dude... the sort of shagging I like best, if I'm honest!"

I must admit I felt kind of pleased - sticking my bum out on all fours like that, taking Smithy's big cock up me while he was getting his arse fucked by Biggsy's thick rooster - that what we were doing definitely wasn't gay sex.

"I can see why you like it... it stinks to high fuck!" Biggsy breathlessly chipped in, clearly loving the rank, raunchy odour of our double brown-holing.

"Yeah, the stink's the best bit," Smithy grunted. Then, grabbing me by the shoulder and wanking me off a lot more quickly, added, "Get ready to bust your nuts, boys, 'cause I'm going for gold and I won't last long..."

Before I could ask what that meant, he started thrusting his hips as fast as he could making his cock jackhammer in and out of my cleaved arsehole.

"Fuck yeah!" Biggsy gasped, receiving the back end of Smithy's exertions, the taller guy's arsehole frantically squelching up and down the whole length of his grateful girth.

"Wank me off real fast, bro!" I panted, wondering why I was called Smithy 'bro' when I'd never once felt the urge to call him that in all the years I'd known him.

His hand went full-pelt on my dick and he bent right over me, his hips still wildly bucking, so that his chest was heaving against my back.

"I'm gonna cream off up your arse!" he snorted. "I'm gonna spunk so much jizz up your shitter!"

I pushed my bum back against him, helping to bring him off by working it against the long, rapid jabs of his big cock.

"Fucking seed me, bro!" I gasped.

There was that stupid word again.

He grunted - sort of growled into my ear - but it was Biggsy's dick which was first to blow off up his fuck-buddy's rump.

Biggsy was a silent cummer - he just nutted off up Smithy's back alley without so much as a whisper of pleasure - and it was only when Smithy groaned, "Aw yeah! Fill it up, mate!" that I realised that the guy in the back seat was draining his bollocks.

"I said being... in the middle... was best!" Smithy managed to whimper before his own big bollocks started firing off and I felt his goop squirting up into my innards.

It was a funny sort of feeling having a dude's ball juice pumping in hot spasms up your bum. Not gross or disgusting, just weird to feel a big cock rammed right up your arse injecting another fella's sperm as deep as it could.

Smithy's breath was hot against my neck as he emptied his knackers up my arsehole. He was panting and gasping as his cock kept spewing its load into my bowels and I wondered how much spunk an arse was supposed to take - surely his gunge would start squelching out of my gape if his knob kept bucking and shooting out much more!

Finally it was over and Smithy laughed into my ear. "You can tell you're not gay, Gabe! If you were, you'd have gunked off when you felt me sowing my seed!"

"Wank me off!" I commanded him, desperate to enjoy an orgasm of my own. His hand had totally neglected my cock while its owner had been splurging up my mud blower.

"I can do better than that, mate," Smithy said back. "Turn round and I'll suck you... you can jizz off in my mouth!"

Finding that to be an offer I couldn't refuse - which girl would ever let you do that?! - I pulled off Smithy's cock which had already lost its punch, and swivelled around to direct my eager hard-on into his mouth.

Smithy was an awesome cock-sucker - I had to agree with Biggsy on that. He used his lips and tongue and even the dangly thing in his throat to fully pleasure me and soon I was sweating and grunting as I roughly fucked his face.

Biggsy stood up and came and stood next to me as I held Smithy by his big, gawky ears and used his mouth like a wank-off toy. Biggsy's cock was a grim shade of brown and already going droopy and I could smell the raw stink of Smithy's arse smeared along it.

"Make him drink your wad," Biggsy grinned at me. "Empty your 'nads down his throat... make him swallow it all!"

I felt a tingling inside my cock-stretched arsehole and I realised Biggsy was working his middle finger up there.

I turned to him and he smirked naughtily. Then he whispered, "Just enjoy it, Gabe... I love it when girls do it to me!"

He started sliding his finger in and out, his grin growing broader as he could see from my reddening face how much I liked it, and I finally understood what Smithy had meant: it really was the fucking moff being the guy in the middle!

"You're dribbling spunk out of your chuff, mate!" Biggsy chuckled as he frigged me up the butt. "Your arse is full of it!"

I grabbed Smithy's head close and started shooting off down his throat the way he had seeded my cruddy hole with his.

"Aw yeah!" Biggsy gasped, watching my balls heave and my cock shaft twitch as I disgorged myself into Smithy's yawning mouth. "Eat his fucking jizz! Swallow it all down!"

Cleaning up was way more fun that it should have been. The three of us piled into the bathroom, taking turns to wash our dicks off and wipe our arses down, taking the piss out of each other for how skanky we'd been.

"You've got two loads of sperm in you, Smithy mate," Biggsy told him as he used up most of the bog-roll cleaning up his arse. "Maybe they'll meet in the middle."

Smithy laughed, running warm water over his big floppy dick in the sink, before saying back to Biggsy, "Funny how you didn't get fucked, but it's your arse that needs wiping the most!"

I sat on the loo, squirting Smithy's cum out of my butt in sloppy surges, making the other two laugh at how disgusting it sounded.

Biggsy bent down to pull his boxers up, giving Smithy the opportunity to shuffle up behind him and press his wet droopy cock into his arse-crack.

"Fucking hell, mate!" Biggsy chortled, joining in with the joke by grinding his cheeks against Smithy's prong. "One taste of Gabe's arse and you're insatiable!"

Smithy laughed back, thumping his hips against Biggsy's chubby butt, and said, "Look at the two of us in the mirror! Getting a bit of bum-love!"

Biggsy laughed like a nutter at his reflection, working his hairy cleft against Smithy's big spent dick. "Give it to me big boy! Come on, bum me up the arse, dead rough and hard!"

Smithy grabbed the shorter lad's hips, gyrating his own against his big muscly behind, the two of them laughing at each other through the mirror as they pretended to have butt-sex right there with me sitting on the bog.

As we got dressed, Smithy asked me, "So next time I need a shag, Gabe mate, will you let me do you up the crapper if I suck you off straight after it?"

"How come Biggsy got sucked off and then got to shag you up your arse?" I asked him, a bit miffed that I was now seen as the go-to bum-boy.

"Okay," Smithy nodded, "Well, maybe the two of you could take it in turns?"

"Yeah, in your fucking dreams, mate," Biggsy chortled.

"You liked the look of it in the bathroom when I was pretending to shag you..."

"Well yeah," Biggsy agreed, pulling up his jeans. "I suppose we did look kinda hot! But would you really want to stick your dick up a poxy arse like mine?"

"Sure as fuck I would!" Smithy grinned, excited at the prospect of having two lads' arses to alternate whenever he was feeling horny.

"Okay then, whatever," Biggsy shrugged, as if he was saying yes to something as dull as taking it turns to pay for petrol. "But only when you're desperate..."

"Absolutely," Smithy agreed. "But you know how it is 'round here... so few chances for a horny gay bloke like me! You can't blame a guy for needing to dip his wick now and then..."

Biggsy and I grinned at each other.

"Okay, so you bring the blow, mate," I said, doing my belt up.

"Yeah, and the booze!" Biggsy cut in. "Plenty of it, mind."

"And we'll see how things pan out once the two of us are suitably shitfaced," I added. "How does that sound?"

"Top notch!" Smithy chuckled back. "Bum-jobs for booze and blow... you boys have got yourselves a deal!"