Ron and I become lovers : Part 9

This time his piss tasted even better than before. Hardly a drop escaped his cock which did not go down my throat. There was no residue of piss on the tiles, we had consumed the lot. However I did turn on the shower just in case to flush the tiles clean.

We were both wide awake now and as we got on the bed again I said.

'I want you to fist me before we sleep again.'

Max liked this idea and asked me to go on all fours again. He had picked up a fairly large dildo and had put loads of crisco on it.

'This will do for starters,' he said. I knew it would not be too much trouble for I had taken much larger objects before now. I didn't say anything though but picked up the bottle of poppers and took a sniff of it as Max pushed the artificial cock in my arse.

'I think you're more used to this than me,' he said. I nodded and indicated that he could quickly move onto something bigger.

He picked up the fist dildo and greased it carefully. He quickly removed the one inside me and replaced it with the other. It too went in without resistance.

'I think you could take a fist already,' he said. I nodded again and this time he greased up his fingers, knuckles, wrist and forearm.

He quickly removed the fist dildo and pushed his hand in using the grip I had shown him. It went straight inside.

'You have got a versatile arsehole,' he said.

I told him that Pete had been the first to fist me and that he had a very big hand so anything that followed was relatively easy. What Max did not know was that I used all my powers of relaxation to ensure that my anus did not tighten up as it was penetrated.

'Can you feel my prostrate?' I asked.

'Yea, do you want me to massage it?'

'Yes and I'll have a snort of poppers and wank at the same time. I should come fairly quickly and it will be quite explosive.'

Max worked his hand inside my rectum and gently massaged my prostrate while I stimulated my mind and cock. In less that three minutes I felt the first stirring of an orgasm and knew it was going to be a big one.

'Ooooohh, aagghhh, whewwww,' I moaned, out of control, as the first wave of the orgasm hit and my power of speech left me. I looked down and could see jet after jet of cum shooting from my cock, I was still rubbing it and spunk continued to emanate from it. Finally it subsided and my body relaxed and with it my voice returned.

'That was fantastic,' I said still breathless. Max meanwhile was slowly removing his fist from my arsehole and once accomplished he knelt beside me and leant over to lick all the cum from my body. It had landed everywhere from my navel to my chin.

When I had recovered my breath I turned Max onto his back and lifted his legs in the air so that I could clearly see his hole. The tub of crisco was nearby and I dipped my hand in it. It was greasy enough without me having to spread it so I put it against his hole and started to push my fingers inside. It was only hours since he had been previously stretched and he was still very elastic. I didn't push my fist all the way in but he took four fingers and then I put in four fingers from the other hand.

'I'd love to fuck you again but for now there's something I really want to do,' I said. 'I want to eat your delicious cum straight from your cock.'

It was two in the morning and although we hadn't had much sleep we seemed to be wide awake and quite happily got into a 69. I wrapped my mouth around his cock and felt the vibrancy of it once again as it got to full hardness. Max was sucking me and despite my mammoth orgasm I had gone hard again. It only showed how skilful he was at getting me aroused. It didn't take longer than ten minutes for me to sense that he was on the point of coming. I stopped sucking and let him finish himself by fucking my mouth.

The resulting spurts of cum that hit the back of my mouth were my reward. I swallowed a little and held the rest in my mouth until he had stopped ejaculating. Then I quickly let his cock leave my mouth and turned round in order to kiss him. With my mouth still full of his cum I clamped my lips on his and our mouths instinctively opened to allow the white cream to flow between us. Our tongues were pressed together as tightly as our lips and everything was coated in cum. I leaned back from the kiss and swallowed hard. The taste of cum mixed with saliva was heavenly.

'Do you want to come now?' Max asked.

'Not at the moment,' I replied. 'I just want to relax and savour your cum and then I'll give you a good shafting.'

I lay still for a few minutes while my taste buds could still detect the delectable fluid. After a while though all trace of it had gone. I looked at the clock and saw it was now nearly two o'clock. I rolled Max onto his back and lifted his legs in the air so that I had easy access to his hole. My cock had quickly become rigid again and my desire to fuck him was all engulfing and he was totally submissive to my desires.

I had treated his body quite roughly in many ways and wanted to show him I could be gentle as well. I kept his legs in the air as I brought my mouth close enough to his hole so that I could push my tongue in. Once again I felt the silky lining of his anus. He began to quietly moan with pleasure. Having stimulated his ring I replaced my tongue with my cock and in one push shoved it deep inside him. He was moaning a lot louder now and when I started to slowly but purposefully drive my cock in and out of him using the full length of its shaft he was nearly shouting with delight.

It was little more than half an hour since I had shot great wads of cum all over me as Max had massaged my prostrate but I was ready to shoot another load of cream, this time into the depths of his arse. My shouts of ecstasy echoed his moans of euphoria as I released the juice and felt the waves of orgasmic pleasure take over the whole of my body. I collapsed on top of him with my cock still embedded. It took several minutes before either of us could move again.

'Shall we clean up like we did before,' Max said at last.

Without saying a word I slowly eased myself out of his arse and lifted his legs in the air again then got into position so that my cock was near Max's face. I applied my tongue to his hole as my cum started to leak from it. He grabbed my cock and wrapped his lips round it. We both got a mouthful of cum. As before we did not swallow it all but came face to face and kissed so that the collected fluids were shared between us.

The time by now had moved on to half two.

'Do you fancy coming back to my place now?' I asked.'My mum won't mind and you'll get a decent breakfast when we finally get up. I've only got a single bed though. It will be a bit of a squeeze.'

'Yea, ok, I don't mind squashing up with you. We'd better tidy up a bit first and leave a note,' Max said. 'I think everybody else is asleep.'

We went out of our room and peered into the main bedroom where Ron and I had had sex with Mick and Dave last time. They were both fast asleep in bed. There was no sign of Ron and Sam.

'I bet they've gone back to Ron's flat,' I said.

'Aren't you jealous that Ron is spending the night with another guy when you're his boyfriend?' Max asked as we were tidying our bedroom and washing the sex toys.

'Not really,' I said truthfully. 'I had every intention tonight of telling Ron that although I loved him I did not want to be more than just a friend and that we should both enjoy having sex with other men whether it is as a group or separately. It seems without me saying anything he has already got the message.'

'Do you really mean love?'

'It's a sort of a mixture of love and lust. I thought at one time it was true love but I'm not ready for that yet. I want to meet guys I like and who like me but only for sex and not necessarily emotional support. If I get that as well then so much the better but I think it's the sex that come first.'

'I think the same way as you,' Max said. 'I was shagging around because I wanted to have sex. I hadn't associated it with love. Until now that is.'

'Do you mean us tonight?' I asked. 'As if I knew what was coming next.'

'Since it has been just the two of us I have felt something I don't understand,' he said. 'I used to fantasise about you when I wanked on my own but what we have done together in the last couple of hours has been so much better than any fantasy.'

I was surprised and flattered that he should have fantasised over me. Funnily enough though I used to sometimes fantasise over him when I had a wank. And he was right, now he'd fucked me the reality was so much better than the fantasy.

I wrote a note for Dave and Mick thanking them for letting us use their room. Max added a bit to say how he regretted being a hypocrite and how he wanted to be friends with them and come back for some more fun with them. I had no doubt they would say yes.