Ron and I become lovers : Part 6

Later that evening I spoke to Ron and told him about Sam and what we had got up to.

"Would you like to meet him?", I asked him.

"He sounds quite nice and if it's experience he wants then I think we can help out", Ron replied.

"I'll tell him tomorrow", I told Ron, "how about the three of us getting together this Friday?".

"Sounds like a good idea", Ron said.

I rang off and sat back to think about Ron and me. We had a good relationship and enjoyed each other's company but I wasn't sure that it was love that kept us together. There was something and it was more than just lust but I did feel that if I truly loved someone I would not want to share him with somebody else. And yet Ron and I were doing that all the time. I also felt that if Ron were not around, although I would miss him, I would still get along fine on my own or even pair up with somebody else. I reckoned I needed to mull over these questions with somebody and it was then I remembered Pete and how depressed he had been. I rang him up and was glad to hear his voice.

"Hi Pete, how are you?". I asked.

"Fine", he replied, "and you?".

"Yes, not bad. "Pete, do you remember that a few weeks ago when we were alone you said you might want to talk to me about your past? Well, I've got something I feel I want to talk about with you and I wondered if we could spend some time together, just the two of us. I was thinking of this Saturday afternoon".

I could almost hear Pete thinking as he took in what I said. He then replied, "yea, Saturday afternoon should be fine. Let's say half two. Can you make it on your own over here?".

"Yes, no problem. I'll use my bike". I told him.

It was now Wednesday and so the weekend was not far away. I spoke to Sam the next day and asked him if he wanted to come to Ron's on Friday night. "we may be late", I told him, "so warn your parents, in case they will worry. In fact if it's possible tell them you will be out all night with me and then we can all stay over at Ron's flat".

I could see that Sam thought this was a great idea.

On Friday evening I met Sam as arranged and the two of us made our way to Ron's flat. He was glad to see us and I could tell by his face that he was quite attracted to Sam. Sam also seemed to like the look of Ron.

"Would you like a drink?", Ron asked us both. I told him I'd have a coffee and, taking his cue from me, Sam said he would have the same.

We sat down in the living room and when Ron brought the coffee in he sat down on the settee next to Sam. Ron put his hand on Sam's leg and I could see him jump with the pleasure that this touch from another man gave him.

"You're very attractive", Ron said to him, "I'm glad Phil wanted to bring you over here". He then leaned over and kissed him gently on the cheek. Ron now moved his arm around Sam's shoulders and pulled him over to him. Sam offered no resistance and their mouths met. The kiss was long and they each wrapped their arms around the other gripping tightly.

They separated at last and Ron said, "Your a good kisser have you been having lessons?".

"Phil's the only other feller I've kissed. So if I've got a good technique then it's down to him".

"Yea, well Phil's mouth is the sexiest I've ever come across. No matter what he does with it, kissing, licking or sucking, it's bound to turn me on", Ron said and I was almost embarrassed by this uncalled for praise.

"I'm getting really horny", Ron said, "let's finish these coffees and get our kit off. I'd love to see you naked Sam".

We didn't need any further encouragement and in no time at all the three of us were stripped completely and we were lying on the bed.

"What a lovely cock", Ron told Sam as he grasped it and brought his mouth down to it. Meanwhile Sam was grasping mine and I moved nearer to him so that he could start sucking it. I began to pinch his nipples and he was obviously enjoying it. After a while Ron took hold of Sam's legs and positioned them so that his knees were touching his shoulders. His arsehole was nicely exposed and Ron started to rim him.

This was completely new experience for Sam and he started gasping with the pleasure it was giving him.

"That's fantastic", he said after removing my cock from his mouth. "I never realised how sensitive my arsehole was. I hope being fucked is as good as this".

"Not only is it as good, it's better. Ron said, "Let's get you a little bit used to it by opening you up with my fingers. I bought a vibrator this week for Phil and I to play with but I think you'll get the most benefit from it at the moment".

I hadn't realised that Ron had bought a vibrator and asked him where it was.

He pointed at the bedside cabinet. "There's some poppers in there as well", he said.

The vibrator was covered in a sheath making it look quite lifelike. I picked it up and turning it on I started to apply it around Sam's balls and then moved it nearer to his hole which was glistening with the saliva from Ron's rimming.

"Let's put some grease on it and Sam's hole and see what he can manage", I said and Ron handed me a sachet of lube.

Ron then held Sam's legs in position as he lay on his back and gave him a passionate kiss. I pushed the vibrator gently into the rim of his arse that gave way easily. I now encountered the tight muscle of his arsehole and there was resistance. However Ron spoke gently to Sam telling him to relax and the resistance became less. I pushed only gently but soon the vibrator was entering Sam's arse.

"That feels good now. It was uncomfortable for a while but now that it's in I like it", Sam said.

"Well, that's only the start", Ron informed him, "now that you are getting used to that we will start moving on to the real thing".

I got another sachet of lube and smeared it liberally over my cock. I took the vibrator out of Sam and put some more lube on his hole pushing it in deep with my fingers. I then lay on my back and told Sam to get on top of me so that he could guide my cock into him. He quickly understood what was required and I felt him starting to take my cock. It did not seem to be bothering him and his face bore a smile of pleasure.

"Oh that feels good", he said, “I thought it was going to hurt but it seemed to slip in really easily".

"You must be able to relax, that's a great advantage”, Ron said.

I had now started to fuck Sam and his body rose and fell on mine as I pumped my cock into him. Ron meanwhile had got behind him and was massaging his chest, he brought his head to the side of Sam who turned to face him and their lips met. I could see their tongues flitting into each other’s mouths.

Ron then said to Sam, “when Phil's come I want to give you a good screw as well. Would you like that?”

“Oh yea, I'd love it. If I'd known fucking could be as good as this I would have done it a long time ago”.

Sam was now pinching my nipples and I felt the first stirring of my orgasm in my loins. It began to rise to a crescendo and then with a huge thrust I drove my cock deep into Sam and I felt my cum shoot from me into his arse. I continued fucking him until every last orgasmic sensation had left me. I lifted my hips so that Sam was leaning forward and I could reach to kiss him while my cock stayed buried in his arse.

I then let Sam come off my cock so that he was now on his knees. I slipped out from under him and Ron started to push his cock into him from behind.

“That's beautiful. Ron”, I heard Sam say and this encouraged Ron to fuck Sam even harder. After a few minutes of this Ron stopped and said to Sam, “you could be fucking Phil while I'm fucking you. Then you'll get the best of both worlds”.

He didn't bother to stop and think about this he simply pulled my arse closer to his cock and began to push it in. He was now well and truly sandwiched between Ron and me and I could hear him panting with delight as he was fucked while fucking me at the same time.

He couldn't hold back his orgasm for long and soon I heard him cry out with the uncontrollable pleasure as he climaxed.

“That was fucking wonderful”, he shouted, “I've never felt so good”.

The three of us separated and Ron said, “stay where you are Sam, I'm going to lick the cum out of your arse”, and he buried his face between the cheeks of Sam's slim bottom.

I heard Sam say, “that's terrific. Slide off my cock Phil, I'm going to do the same to you”.

I moved forward slightly and Sam's cock slipped out to be replaced with his tongue. Although he had never done it before he knew exactly what to do and he gave me a really good rimming.

When he and Ron had finished the three of us lay down with Sam in the middle. He was kissing Ron and picking up cum from his mouth to pass on to me when I kissed him. He was reveling in it.

“It seemed like you were enjoying yourself there Sam”, Ron said.

“Yes, it was literally fucking good”, said Sam, “thanks to both of you for showing me the way. Now I've experienced it, I want more and more”.

“We'll have to see if we can get you invited to one of Pete's parties. As Phil will tell you you can get really fucked then”.

“Yes, that's true. I've only been to one of his parties but I was fucked at least a dozen times and I fucked a few arses as well. I think Pete's next party is a week tomorrow so we'll see if we can get you invited”.

I got out of bed then and told Ron I was having a shower.

“And then let's have another session. This time I want to try out the poppers you have bought”, I said.

Within a short while we were refreshed and wanting to start again. Sam was interested to know what poppers were and we all started sniffing them. The heady experience drove us to even further dizzy heights and Sam found himself sandwiched between Ron and me as we both took it in turns to fuck him and be fucked by him. Ron said he had seen a really large dildo that he had been tempted to buy and now he wished he had as it would have added to the fun.

After what seemed like hours we all fell asleep exhausted. A couple of times I was awakened by Sam who wanted to be fucked again. He seemed to be insatiable and his sexy body soon had me turned on so that I was giving him the screwing he wanted. He was doing the same to Ron and so he must have been awake most of the night. In the morning I felt his arse and poking his hole found it was full of spunk. He told me to fuck him once more and then lick him out. Although I was thoroughly spent I obliged and he kissed me afterwards hungrily trying to lap up every bit of cum from in my mouth.

“If the lads at college could see us now”, he said, “then they would have something to talk about. And I bet there would be a few who would be keen to change places with us”.

“Why? Do you reckon there are other gay boys in our class?”, I asked.

“I'm sure of it”, he replied, “that's why they were so anti-you when they found you out. They may act all macho but they are not beyond playing with each other”

“How can you be so sure?”, I asked.

“Firstly because they tried to involve me when I was younger. I was too scared to take part. And secondly I've seen them at it. They didn't know but I saw them one day at the back of the cloakrooms playing with each other with their trousers down by their ankles”.

“Why did they never approach me?”, I said.

“They thought you and your friends were dead straight and so never bothered. Little did they know eh?”.

I mulled over what he was saying and was both angry and relieved at what he had told me. I was angry because of the hypocritical attitude some of them had displayed and I was relieved because they seemed to be indulging some immature urges that was not anything I wanted to be part of.