"The Blog" Pt. 2

After a couple minutes, their sweatpants could no longer hide the bulges that were forming. Their hands started to slide closer to their crotches as they read on.

A few more minutes and Tré looked up, "Is this how you imagine it with...us?"

"It's one way," I corrected.

"So, let's see then. According to this, we keep reading until I can't handle it anymore and whip out my 'perfect, black, thick, 9in cock' and start stroking it," Tré continues as he did exactly what he'd just narrated.

I couldn't believe this was happening in front of my very own eyes. My fantasy literally coming to life!

"I, seeing my boyfriend's lovely manhood, then whip out my own thick 9 inches and start stroking too," Gabriel picked up where Tré had left off, and, of course, reenacted the scene.

"And now it's your turn," Tré looked at me knowingly. Then, not waiting for me to pick up the paragraph, he put his hand softly on my neck and gently brought my mouth towards his now throbbing dick.

I swallowed it whole immediately as Tré moaned with instant pleasure. "Oh, wow...uh...your mouth is even better than I imagined...yeah, take the whole thing in, mmmmm..."

I sucked and I licked and I stroked all while he sighed in ecstasy. Meanwhile, Gabriel was watching and jacking his raging hard on.

"Babe...uh...you have to get some of this...he's so fuckin good!" Tré whispered between moans as he got me to my knees in front of the couch and moved my mouth to Gabriel's member. I felt his body shiver as my tongue and lips ran down the entire shaft.

"Fuck, man, where'd you...mmm uh...learn how to suck like that?" Gabriel squeezed out breathlessly.

"Easy to do it well for such ridiculously hot guys with such perfect cocks!" I said as I took a breath before plunging right back down his shaft. As I did, Tré leaned over me and started putting his free hand down the back of my pants. He found my hole with precision accuracy and started to play with it. He took his finger back out,  sucked it, and said, "Damn, you even taste good..." and stuck it right back down, tapping and playing with my hole, making me moan with delight as I swallowed his boy's massive dick.

A couple minutes of this passed in sweet passion until Tré demanded that I get on the couch. Gabriel swung his leg up and reclined facing the rest of the couch. I got on facing him and went right back to work, my ass hanging in the air now.

(Now, I should mention that I, myself, am no slouch when it comes to looks. I’m not as big as my two neighbors; I’m 5’8 and thin, but don’t mistake that for skinny or twinky. As a former diver and dancer, I have an incredibly toned body and an ass that men beg to plow.)

Suddenly, I felt my pants come down to my knees and two strong, manly hands start kneading my ass cheeks. As I sucked Gabriel off, Tré massaged and slapped my ass. Then I felt his lips as he started to kiss me and bite me, until he spread me wide and gently started licking around my hole making me moan in pleasure even with my mouth stuffed with cock. He licked around in circles as I started pushing my ass towards his face. He kept his hold on me, and then stopped. I felt nothing for a moment, and then I felt his tongue go straight in. Tré was eating me out vigorously, sticking his tongue in and out, licking my hole, spitting in it, massaging my ass…it was all I could do not to stop sucking down Gabriel’s sweet dick to scream out in pleasure.

I was shoving my ass in Tré’s mouth as I sucked, rubbed, and licked Gabriel’s member. In all my ass pleasure, I’d barely noticed how Gabriel was moaning with his head dropped back, his body stretched in ecstasy. He was pushing his dick farther down my mouth, faster and faster. I could tell by his sounds that he was getting close, so I stopped.

I stopped pushing my ass into Tré, and I took Gabriel’s dick out of my mouth. Gabriel stopped moaning and looked down at me. Tré, still licking his lips of my taste, stopped and asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Wrong?” I said, breathlessly. “Not a damn thing! Well, except one…I think we’re missing somebody…”

They looked at each other and smiled.

I got up, removed the rest of my clothes, and led them to the bedroom. They followed, their rock-hard dicks standing at attention.

I got to the door, and said, “Don’t make a sound. Come in with me, and follow my lead.”

I opened the door quietly and went in. Waiting for my eyes to adjust slightly, I noticed that Jerome, my boyfriend, had left the curtains open. The moonlight was streaming in, revealing Jerome’s naked body only slightly covered by one sheet. He was lying on his back, one arm above his head. I loved it when he slept like that. You could see every ebony muscle tight and perfect, and his arms made you want to curl up in them and never move away.

It wasn’t late enough through his sleep for him to be hard already, but my man has more than enough to keep me satisfied, so you could see the outline of his big black cock through the covers. I heard Gabriel turn to Tré and whisper in his ear, “Jackpot.” I smiled to myself.

I gently got on the bed and softly removed the sheet from Jerome’s body. He stirred slightly, but didn’t wake. I looked up at Tré and Gabriel, then bent over and started licking Jerome’s dick. As I licked it, his cock started to move slowly. I heard him moan in his sleep as he started to increase in size and erectness. Continuing to stoke it with my tongue, I also started playing lightly with his nipples with my finger. Suddenly, his dick smacked me in the face, fully erect in its glorious 11 inches. I looked over at Tré and Gabriel, who were standing there already stroking themselves and grinning from ear to ear.

I beckoned them over, and they gently got on the bed with me. Tré bent down and took over for his nipples. He immediately started kissing and sucking on one and tickling the other with his hand. Meanwhile, Gabriel joined me in working Jerome’s raging hard on. Now Jerome was really moaning…

As we all went to town on Jerome’s body, we heard a loud moan and felt a sudden flinch. He was awake.  We all froze, looking at each other, as Jerome sat up.

“Sean?” He said, still groggy. “Whoa…what’s going on?” He asked as he finally registered that I wasn’t alone. Jerome leaned over and turned on the light on his nightstand and saw me and our two very naked neighbors grinning at him.

For a moment, I thought he was going to be upset, and then, “Well, don’t stop now, boys. There’s still plenty of me to go around.”

To be continued…

"The Blog"

I sat up one night unable to fall asleep. I was tired but my mind was racing with ideas. I wanted to create a blog about sex! Good sex. Crazy sex. Exciting, forbidden sex. A place to put down my inner most fantasies for everyone to see is really what I was looking for.


It was 3am, and I was engrossed in my writing, when suddenly I heard a slight rap on the front door. My boyfriend was in bed sleeping (lucky bastard), so who could this be at so late?


Looking through the peephole, I saw the smiling face of my two neighbors.


These two neighbors are a couple from the building over. They've lived in the next building for as long as my boyfriend and I have lived in ours, but we've never met them in person. From time to time I've seen them through the windows (it's New York; we're close), and it is a sight to see! One of the pair looks to be in his early thirties, tall, Latin, short dark hair, mocha skin, beautiful hazel green eyes, and a body Adonis would envy. The other is in his late twenties, also tall, but black as night. He has perfect skin with short cropped hair, darkest brown eyes, chiseled features, and the build of the models of your dreams. Every now and again, I'd be lucky enough to look down to their window to see one of them standing there naked...sometimes both of them just hugging or talking...even a few times making love. Did I mention that their asses may as well have been pillows for diamonds and that their dicks were rods of pure perfection? Well, once or twice I'd even thought I'd seen them staring up at our window...


Back to 3am and my peephole. There they both stood in front of my door with beautiful smiles on their faces and sexy tight wife beaters and sweats; they'd obviously just been at home.


I unlocked and opened the door saying, "...hi," a little more awkwardly than I would have liked.


"Hey," said the Latino, "I'm Gabriel and this," he said pointing to his boyfriend, "Is Tré."


"It's nice to meet you both," I said shaking their hands, still a little bewildered. "Would you like to come in?"


"Sure!" They both said in unison, smiling mischievously at each other. They walked in, and I closed the door and led them to the living room.


"Have a seat," I offered, "Can I get you anything?"


"I think we're ok," whispered Tré, quietly laughing and making fun of my hushed voice.


"Oh, sorry about that. It's late and my boyfriend is asleep, so I guess I can't help it."


"No worries," Gabriel said as I sat down on the couch next to them. "Would you prefer that we go?"


"No, no! Of course not," I replied, noticing that neither had budged anyway. "You're welcome to stay. I'm actually glad of the company. I can't sleep for some reason, but that boy in there is a champion sleeper - a trait for which I drastically hate him," I chided.


They laughed, and Gabriel said, "Well, we were up too and actually noticed your light on. Not sure what got into us, but we were just talking about you two," - I must have registered surprise on my face because they laughed again - "And we were speculating about what you could be doing up this late. Well, Mr. Tré here had some ideas...and well, we dared each other to come and find out!"


"And what were some of these ideas, pray tell?" I replied, quickly adding, "And I gotta say, I'm totally flattered you were even thinking of us!"


"Oh, we think about you fairly often, actually. We've talked about coming to meet you for months. I mean, we have put on quite the shows for you (he winked) and we've enjoyed yours too," (another wink).


I blushed.


Tré continued, "And as for the ideas I had...well, to be quite honest, we almost came just thinking about them."


My face was nothing but a blush now, and I'm sure they noticed.


"I can't tell you how many times we've gotten off knowing that you're up here watching us," Tré continued.


Just thinking about all this was starting to get me a little riled up, so I replied, "I can't tell you how many times I've gotten off watching you. You're the best porn I've got!"


Gabriel smirked and chuckled, then said, "Anyway, so what were you doing up so late seeing as how we've obviously eliminated what we'd thought?"


"Actually," I said, "I was creating a blog...about sexual fantasies. I was literally just writing my first."


"Really?" Gabriel asked.


"Can we see it?" Tré requested eagerly.


"Well, it's not done yet, but I guess so. Why not? Take a look." I passed the computer over to them, and they started reading as I waited. What I hadn't told them was just how serendipitous their coming had been: I had just been writing about them. It was obvious when they realized it. They looked at each other with huge grins and went immediately back to reading.


To be continued...

 Tré 

Gabriel 

Me

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