do that at will…) Cory took his fingers out of Brett’s ass, and grabbed mine with both hands, and shot into me so far I swore I could taste his cum at the back of my throat.

We collapsed alongside of each other, panting, moaning, groaning, and still dribbling cum. I was on top of Cory, and I was the only one who had not yet cum, so I pressed my hard rod into the crack of his ass, and said, “Get Ready!” Then I sang the Beatles tune, “Somebody knockin’ at the do’ – Somebody ringin’ the bell…”

Cory grinned and sang right back at me, “Open the do’ – let him in…Oooh yeah…” And I slid my hard dick up into his sweet, tight ass.

I had already pleasured myself with Brett, so I was after a fresh conquest, and all I could think of was fucking Cory’s hot ass. I had lusted after him for all of the past four years that we had taken classes together, but both he and Brett were so busy scooping up pussy, even at the group-grope parties, that I never had an inkling that they might be into mano-a-mano (as in, man-to-man) sex as well. Silly me.

Cory was flat on his back, and I was holding his sweaty, lean-muscled, defined body as close to me as I could – I wanted to melt into him, to be one with him, to totally cosmically unite with him. I was kissing him, and holding him tight, and fucking him, and then Brett growled, “Don’t leave me out of this!” And Brett rolled off the bed, and stood at the foot of the bed, and grabbed both Cory and me by the ankles, and dragged us both in mid-fuck down to the edge of the bed. Cory, knowing what was coming, whispered to me “Push-up!” Which I took (correctly) to mean push-up position, which I did. Cory then crossed his legs above my back, and with both his and my asses elevated, Brett positioned his steel-hard cock behind my all-too-willing ass, and shoved his man-meat into me, hard and rough.

I had never felt anything like this before – my dick in Cory’s tight ass, and Brett’s hard dick shoved up my ass to the hilt. We quickly got the proper rhythm going, and Brett was roaring, I was groaning, and Cory was screaming. Cory’s huge dick was pressed tight against my sweat-slick abs, so when Brett came inside me, I came into Cory, and he shot all over his chest and mine – we were all awash in sweat, funk, and man-juice.

We all collapsed once more onto the big bed, and lay there exhausted, panting, spent. Eventually, we started stroking, and kissing, and mumbling to each other, “God – what a great fuck!” At some point we drifted off to sleep.

I was awakened – after far too little sleep – by the alarm, which reminded me that I had a job to do, and it had to be done