Partying with the Frat Guy Ch. 02

I'd almost forgotten Kyle was there as I energetically impaled myself on Mike's shaft, lost in fiery moans and ecstatic pleasure, but now he slaps his hard dick against my butt. I hear him jerking off vehemently behind me as I lift my ass up and down on Mike's shaft. I feel more turned on than ever.

"You want to give Kyle another turn?" Mike pants. His hair is wet, his face red and misted with perspiration.

"Fuck yeah," I moan, lifting myself off Mike's cock and letting go of his shoulders, slightly repositioning my body so that my ass is higher in the air.

"Damn, bro," Kyle hisses. "Your hole is fucking gaping open right now. You're such a fucking slut."

"Fuck me," I whimper. His hands grab my hips, and I hear him spitting again as he rubs his cock against my sloppy opening. He starts pushing back in and begins drilling my ass brutally, driving his length ruthlessly in and out with every hard stroke. I peer over my shoulder as I'm moaning loudly, seeing that Kyle looks as spent as Mike did, sweat dripping down his face. He smirks at me as he reams my ass, his face shifting back to intense concentration as he eagerly pistons his dick into my hole for a few more minutes.

"Shit, man, your ass is so good I'm close already," Kyle murmurs as he suddenly pulls his cock out. "Let him ride you some more, Mike."

He already has the biggest shit-eating grin on his face knowing he's going to be pressing back inside me, but I have an abrupt idea that's going to blow his mind. "Mike," I whisper uncertainly. "You think I could take both of you at the same time?"

Mike's mouth gapes open in amazement as Kyle slaps my ass. "You're so fucking greedy, dude!" he calls from behind. "I bet you can do it!"

"Well," Mike says like he's debating the idea, "if it doesn't work we can still both fuck the shit out of you." He grins. "I'm definitely down to try. You're already taking dick like you've been doing it for years."

My heart is pounding with excitement, anxiety starting to build up as I wonder if I'm really ready.

"Relax!" Mike orders, seeing the uncertainty on my face. "If you want to get double penetrated you're going to need to be more relaxed than ever."

Double penetrated. Shit. Why isn't one dick enough? I am fucking greedy! I feel like I'm crossing so many boundaries asking for this, but fuck it. I want these guys to make me feel better than I've ever felt in my life. I want both their dicks shoving against each other deep up in my ass. I swallow hard, trying to control my breathing. "I really fucking want it, man."

Mike looks resolute as he nods his head. "Sit down on my dick like you were before," he suggests. "Ride it a little." I grip his shoulders again, pushing my butt back down on his immense cock. My hole effortlessly swallows him down to the balls in one thrust as I begin eagerly bouncing my ass up and down.

He grabs my hips while he's buried to the hilt, staring into my eyes. "Hold it there," he instructs gingerly. "Let Kyle try to push the tip of his cock inside you too. We won't do anything else until you're ready."

Kyle kisses my back gently, smacking his dick against my ass. "You can do this, bro," he encourages. "We're going to make you feel so fucking good."

I'm breathing deeply, looking into Mike's reassuring eyes as I wonder how many times they can get me off powerfucking my ass together. I fucking want this. I feel Kyle's head pressing against my already stretched ring, the tip of his cock slowly punching inside me and sliding against Mike's. I yelp like a little bitch the second he invades my ass, literally sounding like a woman, barely overcoming my body's involuntary impulse to yank forward and expel the new intruder.

"Shit," I wail, breathlessly panting, my legs and ass quivering. "Shit, shit, shit!" My butt is more spread than it's ever been, more than it should be since I'd barely lost my cherry. The sensations are more intense than I could have possibly foreseen when I vainly decided I needed to take both of them at once, but I reassure myself that the rewards will be worth it. The discomfort was an obstacle to overcome, just like it was the first time I'd gotten fucked. The payoff would be totally worth the temporary struggle. I know I can accomplish this.

"Dudes!" I grunt, Kyle's tip still resting against Mike's dick inside my hole. My ass feels so strained already. I start doubting that I can really pull this off.

"You're fucking amazing," Mike compliments, obviously incredibly turned on. "I can't even believe he got his dick in you. I can fucking feel it against mine in your ass right now."

I bite my lip, determination taking over again as I catch my breath. I want Mike to feel that. Thinking about their big bare dicks pulsing together, rubbing against each other deep inside my guts is so fucking hot. I'm ready. "Give me more, Kyle," I call back intently.

His hands are gently rubbing my back. "Yeah, man?" He slides a couple more inches inside, every single one a struggle.

"On my god!" I scream, my face contorting wildly. "Fuck! Give it to me, Kyle. Just shove the whole fucking thing inside right now." I feel him pushing gently, my ass greedily parting for his length until his soft pubes are against my cheeks again. I grunt madly knowing I've hilted them both, the fullness incomprehensible. I swear I'm sitting on a fucking beer can right now, but it's so good. No wonder gay guys like getting fucked up the ass!

Mike is flashing the same asshole smirk I give bitches when I fuck them, like they're the luckiest people in the world, as he watches the expressions of pleasure play out on my face. "You ready for the really good part?" he asks. "Start fucking him a little, Kyle."

Kyle's hands grasp my shoulders as he slowly withdraws a few inches of his cock, carefully pressing them back inside.

"Fuck yeah," I whimper, moaning like a bitch again as Kyle's strokes grow forceful and more frenzied, bliss cascading through my whole body. As soon as he's fucking me comfortably, I feel Mike's hands grip my hips tighter, starting to buck his cock up into me as Kyle's balls slam against my ass cheeks. "Fuck! Oh my god! Damn, dudes!"

"Slutty fucking frat bitch," Mike snarls, almost sneering as his dick is violently colliding with Kyle's inside me. "You love having two dicks in your ass, don't you?"

"Yeah, man!" I yell back in total ecstasy. "Fuck yeah! Use that fucking slutty frat boy ass!" There are four hands wrapped around my body, two dicks shoved up my hole, the guys finally pistoning into me aggressively together, driving me to pleasure I couldn't have even comprehended until two days ago. This is where I fucking belong, ass up between two men, their dicks reaming my hole. "God fucking damn, dudes!" I moan. "Give me those big dicks!"

"Shit, bro!" Kyle shouts, slamming his shaft into me. "You want us both to dump our loads up your ass? You want to be our fucking cum dump?"

"Give me...all that...fucking cum!" I growl between moans, staring intently into Mike's eyes. "Shoot all your seed deep up in my guts!" The same sensations I'd experienced when Mike had made me cum hands free twice have been building since they started actually fucking my ass together, growing increasingly intense as the guys violently plow my hole and tell me exactly what I am. I already know I'm about to lose it.

"Fuck yeah," Mike grunts as my ass clamps hard against the two cocks battering my insides. "I feel that. You're going to fucking blow, aren't you? Let us make you cum," he says like he's commanding it. "Cum for us, Billy!"

"Oh my god!" I scream, feeling my hole gripping impossibly tight against their dicks while they're both buried to the base. "Mike! Kyle! Fuck! Fuck!" The insane burst of pleasure sends me to nirvana, instantaneously careening through me, my whole goosebumped body shaking powerfully, uncontrollably as hysterical moans escape my wide open mouth. Cum squirts from my cock up to Mike's headboard, shots splashing all over his face, his chest, his stomach as the blissful waves of pure delight finally start to recede. They'd both started savagely roaring in unison the second my climax unleashed, their rock hard cocks pulsing against my strained hole, miraculously filling out even more, stretching me even wider as both men emptied everything in their balls into the recesses of my hollowed out insides.

I see Mike's face, sweatier and more flushed than ever, lower down on the pillow as we all come down, his eyes shut, feeling Kyle's soaked head press against my back. They're both breathless, completely overwhelmed, and I feel sickly proud that I'd just inflicted this on both of them, that I'd just conquered both their dicks at once. I am a total fucking bottom.

"Damn," Mike murmurs, his eyes barely blinking open to look up at me as Kyle wraps his arms around my chest. "That was...that was...damn."

Kyle kisses my back again, rubbing his sweaty face across it. "Yeah," he agrees softly like he can't muster more words.

I feel their softening cocks both slip out, all of us groaning loudly together when it happens. I dismount, Mike sliding over on the bed and motioning for me to lay beside him, Kyle planting himself down on the other side of me as we all lay there struggling to recover. After a couple peaceful minutes between them, the warm flesh of both their bodies against mine, Mike grabs my hand.

"You feeling ok?" he whispers like he really cares.

Shit. He actually cares about me, the crazy fuckup who'd gleefully abandoned him the second it suited me. I'm tongue-tied. I don't deserve this. I feel guilty about running from him as I look at Mike's face, twisting my head to glance at Kyle. The guy briefly opens his eyes, noticing that I'm holding Mike's hand. He grabs the other, our fingers wrapping together. "Yeah," I finally answer. "I've never felt better in my life." I feel their lips peck both my cheeks in the same instant. This feels so right.

"I'm always here to talk," Mike reassures, saying the words right into my ear.

I know he thinks I'm going to freak out again at any moment.

"Me too, bro," Kyle offers, breathing his words into my other ear. "Always."

I grip both their hands tightly, feeling safe and comfortable. "Thanks, dudes," I murmur. The hair is standing up on the back of my neck again, my heart fiercely pounding as goosebumps rise up over my whole body. I start thinking about all the chicks I'd lifelessly plowed in the last month trying to deny the revelation that hooking up with Kyle had exposed. Being with them was nothing fucking like this, laying here happily on a bed squeezed between two other men. I don't know how I've managed to live for 22 years without realizing the truth about myself. Maybe that explains all my ridiculous antics, all the shameless debauchery, all the constant boozing and drugs: I've spent my whole life trying to play a part.

But I don't doubt it anymore, not after tonight, elated that two huge loads of jizz are buried up in my guts. "I think I'm gay," I admit to myself quietly, to both of them, feeling the guys envelop me compassionately. "No, I am gay. Don't let me waste any more time trying to fucking deny it."