ruin him for me,” Binggum whined.

“Oh, I don’t know. I think it’s mostly in the preparation, don’t you?” With that, CJ turned me a quarter turn away from Binggum, but not so far that Binggum no longer had a clear view of my hole.

“I think we start with the tongue and some lubrication,” CJ announced. And then he brought his lips to my ass and I could feel his tongue rimming me and adding fluid. He pulled my butt cheeks apart again with his hands, blew on the hole, and then returned to tonguing. He let loose of one cheek and ran his hand up and down my calves and thighs and then up to my ass again.

“There, that’s a start. But I think we can make this a bit more entertaining for our host. With that, the strong athletic CJ stood me up, put his arms around my waist and the small of my back and inverted me backward until I was bent over backward in front of Binggum, and slid me, ass over head up his trunk. He got his arms running down my torso and his arms hooked around my shoulders in a very secure pose. I draped my legs over his shoulder and behind him, and there I was, ass staring him in the face, balls hunched up below my penis, and my hardened dick pointed out to the world. As Binggum grunted in response, CJ buried his face between my butt cheeks and he started some serious tongue work on my ass. I must have started opening up, because in short order he had his tongue, which seemed to me mighty long and thick in and up to my prostate. I grunted, flinch, and moaned when he found that, and made a little attempt to escape, but he was holding me securely.

“Oh, oh,” Binggum moaned.

CJ came up for air and commanded, “Take your legs off my back and spread them like you’re doing the splits.” I did as he told me and felt myself opening up more. His tongue dug deeper and I felt wetter down there.

“Very good,” he said, as he flipped me back over and had me stand butt cheeks before Binggum once more. He left me standing there and went back to the coffee table for the ointment. “Spread them and show it,” he said to me when he returned, and I leaned over, spread my legs apart and spread my butt cheeks with my hands.”

“There, do you see a lot of loosening and opening, Johnathan?” CJ cheerfully asked.

“Some. But not enough, I’m sure,” Binggum responded. “Not nearly enough. You’ll tear him up. I’m smaller. Let me go first.”

“Oh, I don’t think so,” CJ said. “Isn’t that a nice pucker,” he declared as he proudly showed off my butt.”

“Yes,” Binggum agreed meekly.

CJ lathered up the big, thick fingers on one hand lavishly and knelt in front of me. He took my rod into his mouth and my hands went to the back of his head and wandered down to knead his shoulders as he gave me gentle head. With one hand he held my hip in place and the lathered hand snaked behind my balls, across the divide between that and my ass before moving to the entrance of my hole, where the hand spread out across my butt cheeks. I could hear Binggum taking in breath in big