Chris & Tripp -- The Harvard Days (Part 1)

Matty was naked now and hard as a rock. His dick wasn’t as big as theirs were, but it was definitely a nice-looking one, framed by a small patch of blond pubic hair. Self-conscious, he wrapped a towel around himself and tried to slip past them to the showers.
Tripp’s strong grip on his arm froze him in his tracks. He thought his heart would fly out of his chest and hit the wall.
“Where do you think you’re going, huh?,” he purred. They were very focused on him now. Chris was running his tongue back and forth between his perfect teeth and eating Matty alive with his eyes.
He finally got close enough to Chris to see that the tattoo on the front of his hip was of a lion. He must have been a Leo.
“Umm, I have to shower. I umm have class in about --,” he stammered.
Chris cut him off. “Fuck your class! Borrow someone’s notes!” He backed him up against the lockers and got close enough so that their noses were almost touching. Matty could smell the hot scent of his pre-cum rising from the huge boner digging into his thigh.
“Ummm...” Matty went on, his voice cracking for a second like he just hit puberty. “What the fuck are you doing, Chris? I know you guys both have girlfriends!...”
Chris snickered and grabbed Matty’s boy angel face. “So? Welcome to Harvard, Ashmore!” Tripp joined Chris in his snickering, closing in on Matty’s right side. Now, he couldn’t go anywhere but the showers, which was where they wanted him anyway.
Tripp pulled off his towel and ran his hand over his smooth, peachy bubble butt. Then, he gave it a slap, making him moan involuntarily.
“We’re gonna teach you all about Harvard, little Matthew Ashmore!...Girlfriends, boyfriends, eating pussy, eating ass...Its all good!...You’re just another fucked up genius from a dysfunctional family...Ever kissed a boy?...,” he breathed hot in his ear.
Chris brushed his lips against Matty’s first. They were soft and his breath was sweet and salty from what he was tasting only minutes ago. Matty licked his lips then gave Chris a look that insisted he was ready to dive into bisexual waters.
He reached for Chris, grabbing his head by a lock of unruly curls, and plowed his tongue deep into his mouth. Chris moaned in excitement, then grabbed Tripp by his hair and pulled him in for a hot, three-way tongue kiss.
“Oh, yeahhhhh!...” Matty whined, as Tripp’s hand began to pump his dripping cock.
His outburst was too much for his ravenous captain and alternate captain.
“Come on, baby!,” Chris exclaimed, dragging their freshman prey into the showers. “We’re gonna show you what your girlfriend’s never going to!”

They soaped each other up, all the while fondling each other’s cocks and asses.
Chris was behind Matty, feeling his ass and licking his neck, while Matty tugged on Tripp’s nipple ring with his teeth, sucking and licking his swollen little nub.
“Oh ,yeahhh! Suck my tit, baby! Aaaaahhhhh! Yeah, rub your cock against mine! Yeah, hump it! Fuck yeah!!!,” Tripp cried out loudly, as Matty grinded his pelvis against Tripp’s.
“Let’s see if this sweet little ass is as tight as your glove...,” Chris whispered in Matty’s ear, sliding a soapy finger into his hairless little bud. It went in effortlessly, causing Matty to cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure.
He began to fuck it hard and fast, causing hi m to collapse against Tripp’s chest and begin whimpering and shaking.
“Yeah, fuck that tight little ass! He fucking loves it -- listen to him! Go baby!,” Tripp growled, grabbing a handful of wet blond hair and pushing his head towards his swollen cock. “Fuck that sweet freshman ass!”
“Mmmmm!...He’s got such a tight little asshole!,” Chris grunted, slapping his ass and getting to his knees. ‘’Im gonna lick that little virgin pucker until he squirts some fucking cream!”
Matty sucked Tripp’s cock remarkably well for his first time. It was that guy instinct of what they’d want a girl to do to them. It tasted soapy clean and smooth and every time Tripp moaned and raked his fingers gently through his hair, he wanted to fucking swallow it!
“Ahhhhhhh! Yeahhhh, baby! Suck that cock! Yeah, take it all, freshman! You’re so fucking pretty licking my rod -- don’t stop!,” Tripp begged, licking his teeth in ecstasy.
When Chris spread him wide and began to tongue fuck his throbbing hole, he lost it! He cried out so loud and unexpectedly, both of the older boys responded with sinister giggling.
“How does that virgin ass taste, honey?,” Tripp asked Chris, who was flicking his tongue so fast in Matty’s hairless crack, that the boy was grinding backwards into his face.

“You want some?,” Chris asked, with Cheshire Cat grin.
“Hell yeah! Don’t be greedy! Give me some of that!,” Tripp purred.
Chris came up from his post just long enough to gather some towels and make a comfortable cushion to lay the sweet little blue-eyed virgin with the beautiful, still developing body down on.

Being a net minder, Matty contorted easily when Chris pushed his legs back over his head. It excited them.
“Mmmmm, yeahhhh!!! That’s a pretty little pucker!,” Tripp gushed, straddling Matty’s face while Chris kneeled behind him.
Matty looked up at the tempting meal of Tripp’s balls and asshole and licked his lips. First, he breathed in the soapy clean, musky scent of the almost hairless area, then spread his cheeks and began to chow down like an animal.
Tripp half laughed-half cried out in carnal pleasure, making his lover almost shoot.
“Yeah, eat my ass, baby! Get your tongue in there and fuck me hard! Uh-huh, lick it like your eating out a chick! Oh, Goddd!!!!,” he cried out.
Chris loved hearing Tripp be pleased and wanted it done right. He told Matty to spank his ass while he tongue fucked him, sucking his tightening sack from time to time.

Then together, while Tripp held the boy’s thighs apart with his huge, veiny hands, they gave the freshman’s asshole a hungry tongue bath.
Tripp felt that it was time Chris got some attention between his muscular thighs, as he was cranking his cock like mad eating the freshman, who cried out and cranked out a huge loud all over his own face.
Tripp got on all fours then had Chris lay on top of his back with his legs spread, so Matty could eat both their asses at the same time.
The kid loved it and after a few minutes of making both the captains moan at the mercy of his tongue and finger up their sweet holes, he announced that he wanted to switch off and fuck both of their round, tight asses.
Instead, he ended up with Tripp behind him, ready to fuck him doggie style, and Chris’ huge, beautiful American cock in his pretty Canadian mouth.
“Sorry, Ashmore! Only Blue can fuck my ass! And only I fuck his!” He giggled and looked smittenly at his lover. “Its a fucked-up kind of commitment, but I’ll take what I can get.”

Chris took a second to get flushed and feel almost guilty. Tripp was so fucking gorgeous when he smiled at him like that -- the hottest creature he’d ever looked at! Tripp loved him -- and he loved Tripp -- but he couldn’t breakup with his girlfriend (or let Tripp breakup with his) for fear that he’d be gay if he was only with Tripp. It wasn’t fair, but Tripp was willing to take it that way just to be his lover...That’s another story that I’ll talk about later though...This freshman needs to lose his ass cherry now!...

After slipping a condom on, Tyler eased in, trying to lessen Matty’s cries of pain that were of course inevitable.
“Oww! Owww! Stop -- it hurts!,” he yelled, tears in his big blue eyes. He looked like a Baywatch lifeguard getting raped by two of the older ones.
“Shhhh!,” Tyler said, pushing all the way in as slow as he could and then pumping slowly back and forth. Chris patiently waited for the flow of pleasure that would soon surge through his loins when Tripp massaged his prostate, so for now he stroked his cock and enjoyed the show.
After a few minutes, Matty was growling in ecstasy, begging Tripp to go harder, and swallowing Chris’ cock whole.
“Yeah, swallow these cocks, freshman! Is that ass as tight as his glove, baby?”
Tripp nodded, chewing hard on his bottom lip from al l the pleasure Matty’s ass was giving him. “Uh-huh! Its sooo fucking tight!...You’re a bad boy, you know that? Letting me fuck your hot little ass in the showers! You love it, you little slut! Don’t you? Yeah, take it all, you naughty boy! I can feel your prostate throbbing on my cock! Mmmmm!...”

Matty cried out excitedly as Tripp spanked his ass and drilled him. He came first, as Tripp’s cock milked his prostate relentlessly.
“Oh, yeah!!! You’re gonna come again, freshman! Chris, get over here and nail this little fucker! This ass is sooo fucking hot! Come tap this shit!,” he purred.
Chris fucked Matty hard, continuing the spanking Tripp began. He loved it!
“Come on, VonBlue! Give it to me! Come on, captain! Fuck me!,” Matty hissed.
Then, Chris decided he wanted to see another angle.

“You know what, Ashmore?...I watch you stretch out into those hot little splits during practice...I want Janik to hold your legs fucking horizontal, and I’m gonna drill so hard, your eyes are going to roll back in that pretty blond head of yours!”
Tripp loved the idea too, but not as much as Matty, who was surprised that his prostate was begging for more stimulation.
Tripp sat on a wall bench in the showers with Matty on his lap. Watching Tripp hold the young goalie’s legs out for him in what was just about a complete split was too much! Chris would shoot his cream in two minutes flat! Not before Matty though! He came loud and hard from Chris’ jackhammering combined with Tripp’s skilled fist pumping his cock.

Chris practically screamed bloody murder when he came, spewing all over both of their opened mouths. Tripp tongue kissed Matty, sharing Chris’ salty cum between them, and rubbing what was missed into the smooth skin of his chest.
Chris finished off his eager lover with his skilled mouth while Matty watched. He was turned-on by how much tenderness he displayed sucking Tripp’s cock. Though they got a little nasty with each other as Tripp got close to cumming (when Chris jammed two fingers up his hole and Tripp called him his little whore, slapping his fat cock against his mouth and cheek), there was love in their eyes mixed up with all that passion. Matty cranked off another batch timed with Tyler’s.

Matty left before them, rushing off to class twenty minutes late. They both cleaned up again, put on deodorant and cologne, and dressed in comfy cargo shorts and t-shirts.
“So can I come by tonight?,” Tripp asked, putting his arms around Chris and kissing him softly on his pouty lips.
Chris sighed and looked down. “MaryBeth’s coming over.”
Tripp looked jilted. “Is she staying? ‘Cause if not, I can - ”
Chris reluctantly interjected. “She is...But we can meet for breakfast tomorrow before class.” He hated looking at that beautiful Scottish-Ukrainian/American face so upset. He loved the way he looked in gray with those amazing blue eyes. His sexy little bad boy genius, his blond-streaked, spiky hair always somehow looking like he just rolled out of bed when it took him ten minutes to style it. He was so fucking hot.
Tripp managed a weak smile. “Yeah, that’s fine. Umm, I’ll catch you later...”
Chris grabbed his arm and spun him around to face him. “I love you...,” he whispered, really meaning it.
Tripp sighed and pulled free. “Yeah, I know.”

Chris watched him walk out with his stuff, glad he was able to keep the tears back. One day, he promised himself...One day, he would just fucking stop caring about what it would mean to everybody else that he loved another man more than anything in the world. One day, he wouldn’t have to use MaryBeth as a cover-up. They wouldn’t have to fuck each other’s brains out at one o’clock in the morning, and he wouldn’t have to throw Tripp out at six, before Dylan woke up to get ready for his 8:30 class. One day...