Mystery Threesome 3 - Reboot

“Damit” Was the word he whispered when he couldn’t get the draw open.

The minute Richard was at the bottom of the tree house and making his way back to his car, I quickly got up and walked over towards the set of draws as I began to find that key of mine in the key hole, which I found out it wasn’t in the key hole and the key was in my pocket the whole time. Grabbing the key out and also my iphone for light, I put the key into the key hole and unlocked my porn draw and got my old Apple laptop out again.

Lifting up the screen it came on showing the user name icon and asking me to put in my password, so I do and my email page that I was busy on before Richard climbed up came onto the screen and right away I was haunted by this email that I got, titled…

“Your Little Secret”

I opened this strange email with an email address that I do not know and within the first sentence, my heart stopped beating…

“Just how long could you keep this little secret Matthew?”

Meanwhile down town, 2 hours later in the evening at a Italian restaurant, a teacher sitting across the table from his boyfriend and his boyfriend’s brother who was sitting next to him on the left hand side, just finishing off their dinner.

I felt a little nerves sitting next to Dylan at the restaurant, while his brother (Meaning my boyfriend) Keegan sitting across from me. The two brothers did most of the talking tonight since they haven’t seen each other in a while. Dylan began talking about his marriage with Jane to us and why she kicked him out. The story he was telling was weird saying that Jane was depressed and stressing at work and having him there in the house drove her crazy. Deep down I knew there was more to this story and not telling us the real reason why she kicked him out. I began to think maybe he’s making this up so he can come up here to fuck me for the weekend then go back.

During our main course, Dylan put his hand on my lap and gave me a quick wink while I looked straight ahead seeing Keegan busy looking down at his pasta, grabbing and stabbing the pasta onto his fork. Soon our meals were finished and just sitting and chatting away before the waitress came over to offer us desert. We all looked at the desert menu and while I was busy deciding I heard a guy calling Keegan’s name across the restaurant. It was one of Keegan’s old co-workers and he introduced himself and Dylan put his hand on my lap again to get my attention while Keegan was distracted by his old co-worker. He lifted his eyebrows at the entrance at me and then he stood up from the table and said he’s going to go outside for a smoke.

Before Dylan got to the entrance, he looked back at me and headed outside and the look he gave me was a look that says “I want to fuck you” so I told Keegan that I’m going to get some fresh air and started to head out of the restaurant. I saw some people sitting and eating outside at they’re tables and notice Dylan slowly walking on the side walk next to the cars that were parked in the parking lot, turning at a corner on the left as he looked to see if I was following him.

As I was about to turn the corner where Dylan went I did a quick look back to see if Keegan or anyone else was following me and as I saw no one, Dylan grabbed my arm and pulled me behind the corner beside the restaurant. Kissing me hard forcing his tongue into my mouth the second we were out of site, pushing me up against the wall as his right hand was on my crouch. Without wasting any time, Dylan managed to undo my button from my jeans pulling down my fly just as we broke our kiss.

Dylan turned me around so that the right side of my face was up against the brick wall of the restaurant as he tugged my jeans down a little so it only shown my backside, while I lift my shirt up half way. It was kind of dark where we are outside behind the corner beside the restaurant with only little light near us as I heard Dylan pulling down his fly and grabbing his cock while he started to spit saliva onto his hand for lube. Seconds later Dylan put his left hand on my butt and right away he could tell that I was wearing underwear as he pulled them up and letting go so the strap slapped me against my waste.

“You still wearing those shorts?”

“It’s what I wear” I whispered

Dylan groan like he was annoyed by my answer and in that very second he grabbed hold of my boxer shorts with both hands and ripped them apart like he did earlier in the bedroom. I was in shock but also turned on at the same time as I heard the back of my boxer shorts being torn and ripped open, feeling the cool soft wind breeze on my bare butt cheeks that was now exposed from Dylan tearing the back of my boxer shorts open.

Dylan spat some more saliva onto his hand and lubed his cock up with that as he tried to find my hole in the dark of the night beside the restaurant building with tip of his mushroom head. Turning my head to the right so I was looking away from the car park which was about 11 meters away where we are as Dylan found my hole. He crept his left hand over my shoulder and covered my mouth with it as he whispered in my ear…

“We both know how much you love to scream but we’re in public”

Pain shocked threw my whole body as the fat mushroom head slipped into my tight asshole. I moaned and groaned onto Dylan’s left hand as my body shook and putting my right hand on his arm while my left hand was flat on the brick wall. Not stopping for a second, Dylan kept on pushing every inch of his cock deep inside of me until I felt the rough of his jeans touching my butt cheeks and held his dick for a moment before he began thrusting.

“GRR FUCK MMM” I cried onto Dylan’s left hand

Over and over, again & again Dylan pounded my ass with that amazing 6 inch cock of his. Quick, long, hard strokes dominating me till the breaking point, fucking me non-stop, raw and rough, picking up speed by the second as Dylan had his right arm around me just above my crouch so I couldn’t pull away from his cock while he gave me the hardest fuck I ever had, breathing heavily on the right side of my neck.

“GRRR FUCK DYLAN GRRR MMMM” I kept on screaming onto his left hand

The pain was unbearable the second Dylan shoved his cock deep into my ass and started fucking me harder & harder, going at one pace without stopping but after a short while the pain began to turn pleasurable for a moment, as I can tell by the heaving breathing Dylan was making and kept on fucking me faster and faster. The pain was still there but I can feel some pleasure in it all and my eyes were shut tight, not aware of what’s happening around us but I trusted Dylan who was fucking my brains out to keep an eye out while he fucked me hard outside in public beside the restaurant building.

I decided to open my eyes for a second and I thought I saw a quick flashing light and while I tried to look, Dylan held me still as he was about to finish. I closed my eyes shut again and yelled out onto his hand while Dylan gave the finally 3 hard thrusts into me as he cummed deep inside my asshole, moaning in my ear under his breath softly as his extremely hard and fast thrusts began to slow down…

“Awwww awww aww AW F-U-C-K”

Dylan shoved his dick hard one last time and kept it buried all the way deep in my tight ass for a moment while he rested his head on my back, catching his breath before I started to feel his cock began to slide back & forth again slowly. Dylan repeated this rhythm until he quickly recovered and removed his cock, taking his left hand away from my mouth so I can finally take in a deep breath.

I slowly turned around and began pulling up my jeans as Dylan put his dick away inside his jeans, zipping up his fly. I just managed to pull my jeans back up and as I put the button threw the hoop, Dylan lift my head up and pushed me up against the brick wall as he started to kiss me. I put my hands on his waste while our tongues wiggled & slide into each other’s mouths.

“We better head back”

“Yeah” I replied

“Told you I was done with you yet”

With my fly all zipped up, Dylan & I started walking back towards the restaurant trying to act all normal like nothing happened behind that corner. My asshole was burning like hell and I was finding it hard to walk because Dylan fucked me so bloody hard.

When Dylan & I walked back inside the restaurant, I notice that Keegan was still talking to his old co-worker and laughing away. Just before Keegan saw us coming back to the table I over heard Dylan saying something to me softly as he pinched my left but cheek…

“We could have gone for round 2 outside and still he wouldn’t even care how long it took because he’s too busy talking and laughing away”

“Shhh” I replied as we got to the table

“Oh hey you guys are back”

“Yeah” I said as I sat down on the chair, feeling my torn boxer shorts on my butt cheeks and Dylan’s cum leaking out my asshole

The minute Dylan & I sat down, Keegan’s old co-worker said his goodnights and walked back to his table as our waitress came over again wanting to know what desert we have chosen to order. After my Ice-Cream and Chocolate Sauce along with Dylan’s and Keegan’s deserts, we got the bill and paid for our meal before heading outside into the car park, where I started to feel like someone was watching me.

When we got back to the apartment, I wanted to be the first person inside and heading straight towards the bedroom so I can chance out of these jeans and remove the torn up boxer shorts that I was wearing thanks to Dylan. I didn’t want Keegan to find out while I’m undressing later on when we go to bed to see that the back of my boxer shorts have been ripped. How weird it felt wearing these boxer shorts all ripped apart from the back since I sat back down at the restaurant, walking out of the restaurant heading towards the car and now walking into the apartment.

I managed to slip past Keegan & Dylan once we were all inside the apartment while they’re in the kitchen, pouring themselves a drink. Closing the bedroom door behind me I quickly unbutton my jeans, pulling down the zipper as I kicked off my shoes. As my jeans where off I went over to the long mirror and turned around to see what Dylan has done to my boxer shorts? Right away I could see the tear on the shorts and my bare naked butt cheeks.

“This is the second pear you torn already within a couple of hours” I said to myself staring at my torn boxer shorts in the mirror

I pulled my ripped underwear down and put them with the other pear that Dylan tore this afternoon at the bottom of the laundry basket, so Keegan doesn’t find them and when I do washing I can just toss them away. After I put on another clean pear of shorts for the third time today, I threw on a plan light blue t-shirt and headed out the room towards the kitchen where I saw Keegan & Dylan busy muttering about something underneath their breath.

They went all quiet when I walked in and got a glass of water. Not really paying attention on what they were talking about and why they went all quiet because I had other things on my mind, apart from my asshole which is still sore from the hard abuse that I just got from Dylan’s big cock 30 minutes ago outside the restaurant, I still have the remaining tests I need to mark and grade.

I got to finish all the tests and went to bed around 11:45PM while Dylan and his brother stayed up and carried on chatting. I left Keegan’s bedside light on so Keegan could see when he comes into bed after he was done talking to his brother Dylan but the strangest thing happened, he didn’t come to bed. When I woke up after 4 AM, I reached out my right arm to find Keegan wasn’t next to me sleeping. I pulled the covers off me and got out of bed and walked towards the bedroom door which was closed.

When I quietly opened it and stepped out into the hallway, I could hear Keegan & Dylan in the spare room talking. The first thought came to my mind is that, they have been up all night chatting away. I shook my head and went back to bed, closing the door behind me and went back to sleep for another couple of hours before my alarm goes off to face Friday at school and Matthew.

Two and a half hours later, somewhere not too far away from the school, a 19 year old student was getting ready for school, unaware of how his day is going to start while still in the shower, washing off the shampoo from his head.

“You can’t touch me now, there’s no feeling left. If you think I’m coming back? DON’T HOLD YOUR BREATH” I sung the lyrics of Nicole Scherzinger’s song Don’t Hold Your Breath

I love taking showers in the morning and feeling the hot warm water falling down onto my sleepy naked body. I try my best not to stay long in the shower because I’m not the only one who likes taking showers in the mornings and I also need to make sure I get to school on time.

Washing all the shampoo and shower gel off my body and enjoying the hot water one last time, before turning off the shower. The shower glass door was misty and some water drops sliding down when I opened it while grabbing my towel. Doing a quick dry in the bathroom I wrapped the towel around me, tucking the end of it into the towel so my towel doesn’t accidentally fall from my waste while I walked to my room to change.

I made it to my room without the towel dropping along the hallway and closed my bedroom door behind me. I started to walk towards my closet, seeing my messy unmade King size bed still wearing my towel wrapped tight around my waste. Switching on the light in my closet and walked in and started to grab my school uniform out. While I grabbed a clean pear of my Hugo Boss boxer briefs, a fresh pear of the school’s ugly grey colored socks, grey school long pants and a white button up shirt out my closet and put them all onto my bed.

As I was about to pull my towel off around my waste, I heard a noise coming from behind me and right away I got scared and I closed my eyes. Without any sudden moves or noise, a strong pear of hands grabbed my arms as I was turned by force and within seconds, he removed my towel with anger and then pushed me hard onto my bed. A heartbeat later he grabbed me by my ankles while I tried to use my legs to fight which never works, flipping me with force onto my stomach so that my fresh, smooth, clean butt was in plan sight.

Wearing only a white t-shirt and boxer shorts as always which he sleeps in, pulling out his morning rock hard erection and then climbed on top of me. He held both of my wrists behind my back with his left hand while he spat saliva in the other as lube for his cock.

“No” I cried under my breath so know one could hear me

“You’re going to take it boy like you always have now shut up” He replied in my ear with anger in his voice

Tears began to fall down my cheeks onto the bed sheet covers as I bite my teeth into them, shutting my eyes super tight waiting for what’s coming next.

RAW, HARD, ROUGH, ANGER, FORCE, EXTREME PAIN & SPEED FROM START TO FINISH…

*** PART 4 coming soon...