Chris & Mishka - Part II

Tyler looked pleased by the effect he was having on Chris. He enticingly soaped up his beautiful buns for a few minutes, then did something a little unexpected...

“Ahhhhh!,” he cried out, sliding a long index finger into his tight hole and deliciously fucking himself. Chris’ jaw dropped opened. He almost blew his load right there. “Ahhhhh, FUCK yeahhhhhh!...” He licked his lips and watched Chris with a whorish smile on his face.

“Come here, Tyler!,” he hissed, kneeling in front of the tub. This was it! The little fucker won! Now, he didn’t give two shits what this was gonna do to them emotionally! Tripp wanted it - and he was gonna fucking give it to him!

Tripp eagerly bent over and spread himself for him, offering Chris his pink little fuck hole. “Mmmmm...You little slut!,” he hissed, slapping his ass. Tripp responded with a mischievous chuckle, moving his ass up and down against Chris mouth. “Yeahhhh, lick my pucker, Blue!...Come on, baby...EAT my ass!...”

Chris didn’t need convincing - only to stop beating his meat - so that he could fuck that sweet Scottish/Ukrainian butt!

He teased Tripp’s hole with the tip of his tongue a bit. Then, when he began backing that shit up against his face, it was time for some serious tongue fucking! “UH-HUH!...EAT it!...FUCK yeah!,” Tripp squealed, as Chris spanked him and wormed his slippery tongue up his warm boy pussy. “Ahhhhhhh, I’m gonna CUM!...”

Chris stopped abruptly, making Tripp whimper. He wasn’t disappointed for long though, when Chris filled his ass with a thick finger. “FUCK!,” Tripp yelled, giggling in delight. “Yeah?...You want another one, you little whore?...Huh?...,” Chris growled, drilling him with it. “UH-HUH!!!...Gimme two!...FUCK my asshole, baby!”

Two wasn’t enough for the insatiable Tyler! He was greedy as hell, ramming his ass back to meet Chris’ fingers thrust for thrust. “FUCK ME!,” he cried out, his whole body trembling. “I want that big Dutch cock, Blue!...Give it to me!...”

Chris’ man pole twitched with excitement from his demand. He’d give it to him all right! There was nothing he wanted more than the hot, squishy sensation of Tyler’s poop chute, squeezing the baby batter out of his engorged tool.

“Come on, sweet thing...,” he purred, pulling Tyler’s soaked body from the shower. He didn’t even bother to turn the water off. “I’m gonna give it to you REAL good!...I’m gonna POUND your little prostate!...Is that what you want?...’Cuz your gettin’ it!...You’re gettin’ it balls deep!...”

Tripp climbed onto the bed and pulled his knees up to his chest, inviting Chris to take him. “That’s my Tyler!...,” Chris purred with excitement, “...Giving me that sweet little pucker...You always knew what I needed when I was stressed about exams...,” he went on, crawling onto the bed, to steal another taste of Tyler’s delicious ass. “Mmmmm...When to pin me down and fuck the shit out of me,...and when to give up this tasty little ass...” Tripp let out a long, tortured moan, as Chris’ tongue began to French kiss his sensitive fuck bud. “Yeah, that’s it baby...FUCK my tongue!...Get it all nice and wet for me in there, so I can fuck you hard!...”

When Chris easily got a second finger into Tripp’s ass again and hit his spot, he went out of his mind. “FUCK ME!,” he hissed. “Stick your cock in my ass and fucking NAIL me! Come ONNNN!...GIVE it to me, Blue!”

Chris grinned, and started to tease Tripp’s spit-soaked cum hole with the head of his engorged dick. “Mmmmm...I love when you cum with my cock in you!...You gonna do that for me, Trippy?...You gonna milk my fucking cock when you cum?...Make me bust a nut in that sweet ass?...God, to think you were a only a ‘top’ before you met me, and NOW look at you!…”

Tripp lifted is his hips and wiggled his ass, trying to force Chris to penetrate him. Chris snickered, and playfully slapped his face. “You little fucker!,” Tripp hissed, grabbing his hair and pulling his head back. Chris wrestled him down and pinned him. It was all a part of their little game of ‘Master & Servant’. “I’m a little fucker, huh?...How about now?”

Holding Tripp’s knees up, he pushed his pole all the way into him, causing him to grunt in pleasure and pain. He came all the way out, then pushed it all the way back in, hammering him with quick, hard thrusts. “Unhhhh, yeahhhhhhh!,” Tripp screamed, yanking Chris’ hair hard, to bring him down for a kiss. “Mmmmmm!...,” Chris moaned, pulling all the way out again, then pushing back in to pound his g-spot.

They each liked it their own way when it came to getting fucked in their asses...Tripp climaxed every time from the torturous rhythm of Chris pulling out when the fucking was intense...His prostate would swell inside him and make his whole body tingle...And each time Chris’ cock would penetrate him again for ten more seconds of hard drilling, he’d rub against it directly....There were times where Tripp would just cum loud and hard without any warning...

“Ahhhhh, FUCK me!...Fuck me HARD!...Come on, Blue!...FUCK my ass!...,” Tripp cried, as they stared intensely into each other’s eyes. “Yeahhhh...Come on Tyler...Swallow my fucking cock in that sweet ass!...I want you to cum all over me!...,” Chris panted, pulling out, to pump back into him for another succession of rapid thrusts. “You gonna cum for me?...Mmmmm...Look at how hard your cock is...” Tripp looked at his cock, which was oozing pre-cum like melting ice cream, then tapped it against Chris’ stomach like a little hellion.

The next few thrusts would do it. “Yeahhhhh!...I’m gonna cum, baby!...Don’t stop fuckin’!...Give it to me, Chris!...FUCK MY ASS!...,” Tripp growled, licking his face like a dog. 

Seconds later, he clamped down on Chris’ cock and shot a fountain of man milk all over the both of them. “Ahhhhhhhh, YEAHHHHHHH!,” he wailed. His anal contracting triggered Chris to dump a hot load all the way up his ass. “Ahhh, FUCK, Tyler! That’s so hot!,” Chris exclaimed, his body quivering in orgasmic frenzy.

Chris laid there on top of him for a few minutes, while they tried to catch their breath...His cock was still inside him...Tripp started to play with his hair, and it felt so good to be in his arms like that...He closed his eyes, temporarily forgetting that they were no longer lovers...

“Hey!,...” Tripp whispered finally, lifting Chris face to look at him. What a beautiful face. His features were strong, yet delicate...Masculine, yet pretty...His baby blue eyes always made him look like he was daydreaming...One time, Chris told him that, and he whispered to him, “That’s because I’m looking at you...” He was looking at him that way now...

“Yeah?,...” Chris muttered, drinking in his physical beauty like a thirsty cactus. Tripp smiled, just when he didn’t think it was possible for him to get anymore breathtaking. “I love you...,” he said, playfully sticking his finger into the dimple on the right side of Chris’ mouth.

Chris felt a knot grow in his stomach...A pretty painful one...“Tyler,..” he began, feeling his eyes begin to well up with tears. Tripp’s smile began to fade, and his hand dropped lifelessly to his side. “Yeah!,” he muttered in a sarcastic tone, trying to get up from under him. His movement began to get Chris’ dick hard again.

Tripp stopped struggling and just looked at him with a blank expression. He definitely felt what was going on with Chris’ cock. Chris studied his face for any sign that he wanted to be fucked again, as selfish as he felt about it, after not telling Tyler what he needed to hear.

“Take it out.,” Tripp said, being very direct. Chris sighed and just stared at him, making no move to do so. His dick wanted what it wanted, and was beating out his brain right now. “Chris, take it out of me, or I swear to CHRIST, I’m going to break it off!” Chris tried to push him down, so Tripp clenched. It only felt better. He clenched again, and a low moan escaped his throat, getting Chris even hotter.

Chris pushed a little and he tightened some more. “Uhnnnnn...,” Tyler whimpered, closing his eyes. Chris picked up his thighs, and slowly began to thrust inside him. He felt his muscles relax and give way to the pleasure Chris’ dick was now giving him.

“Yeahhhh, FUCK me!...,” Tripp cried, as Chris changed his rhythm to the one that got his ex-lover off. He hammered away and pulled out, hammered away and pulled out, until Tripp came. His climax was harder and louder than the first time, because he went into it angry.

Right before Chris came, Tripp hissed, “Don’t cum in my ass!,” so he pulled out. To his dismay, Tripp got up and stormed to the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. Already a slave to his greedy cock, Chris finished all over his stomach, then slowly pulled his underwear and shorts back on. The afterglow of the climax quickly faded, and he felt lower than shit!

He heard Tyler stumbling around behind the walls of the bathroom, as he used his t-shirt to clean off the sticky batch he just cranked out all over his chest. He got up and went over to the bathroom door, putting his ear up against it. “Tripp?,” he called out, genuinely concerned. Silence followed, except for the steady stream of the shower they left turned on. Then, Tripp began puking. The echo in the toilet sounded sickening, and all too familiar.

Chris pounded on the door. “Let me in! Open the fucking door!,” he demanded. Tripp groaned and yelled, “Piss off!” He had every right ot react like that.

Chris sighed and laid down on the bed to wait for him. He was such an asshole for doing this! He should have tucked him and left! 

As much as he loved Tyler, he caused him so much misery. Up at school, Tyler was the singer of a rock band called ‘Angry Pirates’. They played at frat parties, Harvard fundraisers, and some Boston area events (when Tyler wasn’t away for ice hockey). Their band covered songs mainly, because the kids wanted to groove to what was familiar to them. 

Man, was Tripp a hottie up on stage, singing in low rider jeans and a tight t-shirt! Sometimes no shirt at all! And what a fucking voice! He sounded like Bono from ‘U2’ when he sang. Without any effort, Tyler got more pussy than a veterinarian; but, he only had eyes for one person...The sexy, elusive Chris Von Blue...