Hank's Undeniable Cravings Part Three - free erotic gay stories on MaleDirectory
Bobby had trouble staying awake. We were barely 10 minutes into the movie when he’d start to doze off, then catch himself with a jerk from leaning either toward me or toward edge of the bed. Finally he couldn’t fight it any longer, and I caught him before he tumbled off the bed. Careful not to wake him, I eased him over to me, placed his head against my side, and rested my arm over him. This wasn’t the first time I’d held him like this. There were a couple of times, when he spent the night at my place, when something like this had happened. I lay there quietly, eyes on the TV, enjoying his weight against me and the warmth of his body soaking into mine. Then I fell asleep, too. I don’t think I made to the alien attack on New York.
* * * * *
I came awake slightly as Joe was helping Bobby out of bed.
“Whatcha doin?” Bobby muttered groggily.
“You’re going to sleep on the couch,” Joe whispered. “Is that OK?”
“Sure…I guess…,” Bobby answered.
Images on the TV screen caught my eyes. Will Smith was dragging the alien around in the desert. My eyes slowly closed…only to open again when Joe climbed into bed beside me, helped me out of the robe and pulled me up against him. Now I was being held…just as I had been holding Bobby. I turned a bit toward him, nuzzling my face into the side of his chest, resting my hand on his thigh. He had his boxers on. Part of me wanted to stay awake...to touch his dick again...but the stronger part pulled me back to sleep. The last thing I remember was the sound of explosions from the TV and Joe’s stroking my head.
* * * * *
The next time I awoke it was dark and very quiet. It took me a few moments to remember where I was. I was alone on the bed and on my back. I heard piss splashing in the toilet. I looked over toward the bathroom. A nightlight cast its dim glow out the open door. Then Joe’s silhouette filled the doorway.
Through half-closed eyes, I watched as he moved silently up to the bed. I was on the far side. Instead of getting right into bed, he just stood there, looking down at me. Long moments passed. Then he turned his head toward where Bobby slept. I became aware of my buddy’s deep, rhythmic breathing. I, however, was suddenly very wide awake, wondering what Joe was going to do. It was hard but I managed to keep my breathing steady and deep...just like Bobby’s. Joe looked back toward me...then slowly eased down his boxers. He stood there for a few more moments...I picked up the sounds of him fondling himself. As I imagined him getting hard, my own cock began to swell in my briefs, which fortunately was hidden by the blanket. Very slowly Joe lifted the covers from his side of the bed and laid them over on top of me. Then he climbed onto the bed beside me...with his head toward my feet.
For several long minutes he lay very still on his side facing me, his knees just touching my shoulder through the covers. Then I felt his hand under the covers touching my hip. Slowly...oh, so slowly...his fingers crept along the elastic leg opening of my underpants until they found my now fully-hard penis straining against its cotton prison. He must’ve figured I was awake because he quickly pushed the covers off me, pulled me onto my side and toward the foot of the bed and started chewing on my hard-on through my briefs.
Of course, this meant that his erection was in my face. In fact, his balls were against my chin and the full underside length of his smooth, hot pole stretched to my forehead. I moved my head back a bit, took his thick shaft in my hand and started licking all around his cockhead.
With a bit of a struggle Joe managed to get my cock and balls out past the leg-opening of my saliva-soaked Hanes. With one swift movement he took my erection into his mouth and down his throat. I gasped at how wonderful it felt, especially when he began using his tongue to stroke my engulfed penis. Eagerly I opened my mouth wide and managed to take half of Joe’s length, reveling once again on another guy’s joint. We both started to suck in earnest. I was still new at this and got him a few time with my teeth, which I knew had to hurt. He pushed a little and more of his cock moved into my mouth. I gagged a bit and pushed him back with my hand, took a deep breath and went at it again. Each time I handled his thickness and length a little better. Meanwhile Joe was moving his mouth slowly up and down my shaft, stopping each time to lick around my crown. I leak a lot of precum and remembered that intern telling me that’s why he loved sucking my dick.
Somehow through our rising passion we both caught the sound of movement from the couch. We froze at the same moment...and waited silently. The sound of Bobby’s steady breathing returned. Joe gave the all-clear by starting to suck slowly and more silently. I did the same. The sharp taste of Joe’s precum filled my mouth. I tongued his piss-slit for more.
The feelings of orgasm began to rise in my loins. Joe must have sensed it because he eased up. ‘Good’ I thought, ‘he wants it to last..’ The next thing I knew, Joe’s hand was massaging my ass, first on top of my underpants, then under them. His fingers played with my crack. One of them probed deep between my legs until it found and started pressing my hole. No one had ever touched me there before and the sensations were electric. As he licked around the head of my cock, he stroked and pushed his fingertip against my hole.
This was just too much for me. My orgasm hit fast and ferocious. The spasms seemed to go on forever. I’d never cum like that before. For a moment I lost awareness of everything...Joe, the bed, myself. Then the hot juices from Joe’s cock started flooding my mouth. I gulped several times in order to take it all. We held tightly to each other, trying to silently catch our breaths, our lips still wrapped around each other’s hardness. I fell asleep with Joe’s cock still in my mouth.
* * * * *
“You asshole!”
It was only a whisper, but I awoke with a start to Bobby’s voice.
“Shhhh.”
I was alone in the bed, on my side, facing the bathroom. Its door was slightly ajar, letting a tiny sliver of the nightlight’s glow reach into the room. There was the sound of piss splashing into the toilet. My eyes wide open, I strained to listen. But their voices were now barely audible. I eased out of bed and crept to the door.
“You...used...him,” Bobby hissed.
I peeked through the crack. Naked, Joe was standing over the toilet, shaking the last drops into the bowl. Bobby’s back was to me.
“Like I used you?” Joe replied evenly.
“Yeah,” Bobby shot back. Then more softly, “Like you used me.”
“Well...you wanted it bad...so did Hank.”
“You lie,” Bobby said a little louder.
“About you...or Hank?”
“Fuck you,” Bobby shot back.
“It’s ‘fuck me’, isn’t it?” Joe questioned as he stepped toward Bobby.
Bobby turned slightly and backed his butt against the sink. Joe’s hand reached out for Bobby’s crotch. His fingertips lightly stroked the noticeable bulge in Bobby’s sweatpants.
“Don’t do that,” Bobby whispered.
“You mean this?”
Joe began seriously groping him. I reached down into my briefs, still damp from Joe’s chewing, and started stroking my now hardening penis.
“Please...”
“Please what?”
“...stop.”
Joe took Bobby by the shoulders and slowly turned him around facing the sink. In that brief moment Joe glanced toward the door and smiled.
“Lean over,” he whispered into Bobby’s ear.
“But...”
Joe gave Bobby a gentle push on the neck, and Bobby leaned over and braced himself with his hand’s on the sink. Joe reached around and untied the sweatpants. They dropped in a pool around Bobby’s feet. The bulge in Bobby’s briefs was huge. Joe reached both hands down past the elastic waistband and handled Bobby’s aroused genitals. At the same time Joe’s erection was pressed tightly against Bobby’s ass. It was then that the realization hit me. I was actually going to see my best bud get screwed. That sent my dick fully erect. I pushed the front of my briefs down under my balls and wrapped my fist around my shaft and squeezed. I caught a pearl of precum on the index finger of my other hand and brought it to my mouth and licked it off.
“Remember the first time?” Joe asked.
I had to strain to hear...they were speaking very softly now.
“Yeah...”
“In your basement...” Joe continued.
Bobby giggled.
“...with your poor sick mother upstairs.”
I was ready for almost anything but that. That weekend I was at Tahoe...Bobby had taken Joe to his basement! That old mattress...
“If she only knew...” Bobby murmured.
“...her blonde hunk of a son liked to get it up the ass,” Joe finished.
Nothing more was said for a long minute or so. Joe continued to fondle Bobby’s genitals and grind his erection into Bobby’s butt.
“You want it?”
“Yeah.”
“What?”
“Up...up...my ass.”
Joe dropped to his knees and pulled down Bobby’s underpants. He pulled Bobby’s asscheeks apart and buried his face between them.
“Ohhhhh...,” Bobby softly moaned as he pushed his ass further into Joe’s face.
After about a minute or so, Joe got up and reached for the hand lotion bottle on the sink. He proceeded to spread the lotion all over his erection and between Bobby legs. Bobby leaned on one arm so he could masturbate while Joe prepped his hole.
“You’re so tight,” Joe said. “Relax...just relax.”
“But Hank...” Bobby whispered.
“Don’t worry,” Joe replied. “I know he’s asleep.”
For a long time Joe finger-fucked him, loosening him up for the real fuck he was about to get.
“I can’t...help it...” Bobby suddenly gasped as he unleashed a huge load into the sink below him.
Bobby was still recovering from his orgasm as Joe positioned his cock at Bobby’s greased up hole. Joe grabbed a nearby washcloth and put it up to Bobby’s mouth.
“So we don’t wake up Hank,” Joe whispered.
Bobby took the cloth in his teeth and bit down so hard I could see his neck muscles bulge. It was clear he knew what was coming. Joe took Bobby’s hips in his hands and with one smooth movement eased the entire length of his erection deep into my buddy’s ass. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Joe’s cock was fuckin’ huge and Bobby had the whole thing buried in him.
“How you doing?” Joe whispered.
Bobby nodded vigorously. And Joe began to fuck. Slowly at first. I watched in amazement as Bobby began to push back to meet Joe’s thrusts. Joe slipped his hands under Bobby’s sweatshirt, wrapping his arms around Bobby’s chest and stomach. He held him tightly as he continued to fuck him with short, quick plunges. I started jerking off in earnest, holding the elastic waistband of my briefs out as far as it would stretch to catch what was coming. Then Joe froze, buried deep, and gasped. I started to shoot a moment later, biting hard on my lower lip to keep from making any noise and continuing to stare unblinking into the bathroom. Except for a few slight movements of Joe’s hips, there was no movement or sound for a couple of minutes. Then Joe kissed Bobby gently on the shoulder.
“You OK?”
“Even better...than last...time...” Bobby whispered hoarsely.
Joe eased himself slowly out of Bobby and grabbed a towel. He gently wiped along Bobby’s crack and then gave his own cock a once-over. He stooped down and pulled Bobby’s briefs and sweatpants back up. He took Bobby by the shoulders and turned him around. They hugged. I took this as my cue to get quickly back into bed. I was just moving away from the doorway when Joe’s voice stopped me in my tracks.
“Now what about Hank?”
Bobby didn’t answer.
“Look, Bobby, I know you’re crazy about him.”
“Please...no more,” Bobby whispered.
“None of my business, I know,” Joe replied. “Just one thing. OK?”
“OK.”
“You blow it with Hank, you’ll regret it. Big time you’ll regret it. Take it from someone who knows. OK, that’s all. G’night...and thanks...great ass you got there.”
“Th...thanks...too,” Bobby whispered as he turned his back to the door.
Joe was out of the bathroom before I made it back to the bed. I stopped and watched as he closed the bathroom door firmly. He came up to me and gave a light pat on the cheek.
“I think he’ll be in there awhile,” he whispered.
Then Joe went over to the couch and lay down. I climbed into bed and started to shiver with emotion. Memories of all that Bobby and I had shared together flooded my mind. Tears welled up in my eyes. I fought them, knowing I’d start sobbing if I wasn’t careful. Listening for the slightest sound from the bathroom, I tried to stay awake. But exhaustion finally overtook me.
I came awake when Bobby slipped into bed beside me. I was on my back. He moved up beside me and wrapped his arms around me.
“Hank?” he whispered.
“Huh?”
“I’ve decided.”
“What?”
“UCLA.”
“Don’t joke, shithead,” I challenged, too afraid to trust what he just said.
“No joke, bud. Now, damn it, stop keeping me awake.”
Bobby kissed me on the neck and slipped his hand down my chest and into my briefs. I fell asleep in his arms with his hand cupping my exhausted but satisfied sex.
Bridge crossed.
THE END
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