Sharing

Adrian stared over at me, perhaps suddenly remembering that I was in the room with them, or maybe wondering why I wasn't politely pretending to be asleep. He pulled the duvet over him, so that just his chest, hairless and a little thin-looking, was exposed. I tried to smile at him, but that seemed to make him even more uncomfortable; like he thought I was leering at him or something.

Powell said, "Sorry about the light, Sebastian... I'll turn it off in just a second..."

I was about to say, "No problem", when it suddenly occurred to me that I didn't want him to turn to the light off. I wasn't sure why I wanted to see what the two of them were doing, whether I was just being pervy or something, but I really wanted to watch them.

I said, trying to sound casual, "I don't mind if you leave it on..."

Powell looked up at me from his bag. "Yeah?"

I smiled. "I mean, if you guys would prefer it..."

Powell grinned at me. "Finding ourselves a little intrigued, are we, Sebastian?"

I chuckled. "I dunno... maybe... kind of..."

Then Powell said, "You're welcome to come over here and get a closer look, if you like..." Then, as though suddenly remembering Adrian, he glanced over at him and added, "If Adrian doesn't mind...?"

Adrian shrugged, clearly unsure about all this.

I smiled at Powell. "I'm okay over here... I just thought you guys might like to see what you're doing..."

Powell found his tube of lube and stood up, grinning at me. "And you wouldn't mind watching us seeing what we're doing...?"

I chuckled. "Yeah... maybe..."

He looked back over at Adrian. "Are you okay with that?"

Adrian looked wary; he seemed less than happy about the idea. I thought he might be wondering if I was going to go around spreading gossip about him.

I said, "It'll stay between the three of us guys... I mean, I'm hardly likely to broadcast the fact I suggested you leave the light on, am I?"

Powell added, encouragingly, "True... and you know how it is, Adrian... it can get a bit difficult in the dark..."

Adrian shrugged. "Okay... if you agree that you're not averse to him watching..." His voice sounded formal again. I had to stop myself from smiling, hearing a guy about to put on a sex show with a man nearly twice his age sounding so stuffy about it.

Powell grinned and looked over at me again. "No, I don't mind having an audience... I kind of like the idea..."

He got back into bed with Adrian, peeling the duvet back to expose Adrian's semi-erect cock and his light blue cotton boxer shorts which had been pulled down to the tops of his thighs.

Adrian looked over at me, still a little uncertain about having me watch them. His cock was about four inches long, floppily nuzzling into his pubic hair with the pink bell-end exposed.

Powell gently stroked the younger man's cock, rubbing it slowly to coax it back to full size. It seemed a little odd to see them like that: they were both so straight acting and, I guess, so straight-laced. I suppose it was because I knew Powell only from academic contexts and Adrian seemed the kind of guy who'd regard anything other than the missionary position with a girl as deviant, and yet here they were; one of them stroking the other's cock as casually as if he was correcting an assignment.

Powell called over to me, "Feel free to... er... enjoy yourself a little, Sebastian..."

I smiled back at him but didn't commit myself; I wasn't sure how I was going to feel about what I was about to see.

Adrian's cock reacted quickly and dramatically to Powell's fingers. I guess the older guy had had enough practice to know exactly which buttons to press on a guy's cock. It stiffened to about six inches and the head became a deep red colour. It wasn't terribly thick - in fact, it was probably just about as thick as mine is when it's limp - but it curved gracefully from its base to its tip and the skin of it was an unblemished milky white colour. It was, I guess, quite a pleasant-looking cock.

Powell said, "Let's pull these bloody shorts off..."

Adrian chuckled, as the older guy pulled his boxer shorts down his legs and over his feet. His cock, stiff and arching upward, bounced around as Adrian pulled one foot up and then the other.

Powell squirted a little of the lube onto his middle finger and said to Adrian, glancing over at me with a small smile, "Now... let's move you around a little... give our straight friend over there a better view..."

He pushed Adrian around so that he was directly facing me. I could see his balls between his legs, hanging right down almost to the cleft of his arse.

Adrian looked at me and seemed uncomfortable again.

Then Powell said, "Now why don't you open nice and wide..."

He pulled one of Adrian's legs open and Adrian did the same with the other. I could see his arse crack open a little beneath his balls, and some of the coarse black hair inside it.

Powell pushed Adrian's upper body backward, "Just lie back... that's right... as you were..."

Adrian lay back against the mattress and his arse crack opened a little wider. Powell applied his moist finger to it; inserting it in and rubbing gently to find the lad's opening again. He looked over at me, smiling. "What do you think of this, Sebastian?"

I shrugged. "I dunno..."

Powell eased Adrian's legs a little further apart and began penetrating him with his finger, as he had been before he'd put the light on presumably. The soft, moist clicking sound started up again.

Powell said, "Have you ever done anything like this before?"

Adrian tried to say something, thinking Powell had been asking him, but I interrupted by replying that I hadn't.

Powell's hand started fingering the lad in earnest; sliding in and out of him with a fast, noisy rhythm.

He turned to Adrian: "Is that nice?"

Adrian smiled up at him and said, "I liked what your mouth was doing too..."

Powell ignored his request for the moment. He kept pumping the boy's arse with his hand, opening his legs wider and pushing his finger - or maybe a couple of fingers - as deep into him as they'd go, and used his other hand to gently masturbate his cock.

Adrian sighed.

I realised that the lad was being wanked in two places. Kind of like having a double wank.

I said, "Actually, that's pretty cool..."

He said, "Well, what do you think of this then..."

Abruptly, he consumed the lad's cock with his mouth, taking his full six inches into him in one fell swoop. He started masturbating it with his lips and tongue, driving his mouth up and down its length as though he were drinking from it.

Adrian groaned and began bucking his hips to fuck Powell's mouth faster and push his arse more firmly against Powell's fingers.

It looked like Adrian was in an extremely pleasant position. I was very much undecided about what I thought of having my own arse penetrated back then, but I could see the enjoyment that Adrian was getting from it. The lad was panting and making grunting "uh uh uh" noises.

I suppose I was wondering what it would be like to try having something like that done to me.

I thought about suggesting something like that to Rachel but remembered how she'd responded when I'd asked her, after her 'delicious' comment, what my arse looked like in the briefs. She'd looked horrified; had said something about that being a 'dirty place'. I think I'd blushed and apologised for mentioning it. The possibility of persuading her to finger me while she was blowing me, wasn't too hopeful.

But Adrian looked like he was having the time of his life.

He opened his legs as wide as they would go and began fucking Powell's mouth and slamming himself down onto Powell's hand with frantic, powerful strokes. Powell just held his face and his hand steady, letting the younger man do all the work.

Adrian began making loud grunting noises as he enjoyed the pleasure from his cock and arse. I wondered what the people in the next room would be thinking.

Then he pulled away from Powell and said, panting, "Let me crouch on the bed... you on the floor in front of me..."

Powell looked delighted that the boy was using some initiative. He said, climbing off the bed, "Just tell me how you want me..."

Adrian crouched on the edge of the mattress, his legs open wide with his balls dangling between his thighs and his cock arching upward, slicing the air like a curved dagger. He said, "How about like this...?"

Powell grinned. "Yeah, that looks pretty good..."

Powell pulled down his own briefs, which were still struggling to confine his throbbing, swollen cock. "Don't suppose I'll be needing these anymore..."

His cock bounced out, immediately putting the boy's to shame. It was a similar size to my own, being about eight inches long and as thick as a good-sized salami. It throbbed upward, the head of it purple and demanding.

Adrian looked at it with interest. He licked his lips and then, as if suddenly remembering that I was watching them, glanced over at me, blushing slightly again.

I couldn't help myself smile at his reaction: despite his earlier appearances, he clearly had a mouth that knew its way around a man's cock.

Powell got down on his knees in front of Adrian and began sucking at his cock - smaller and thinner than Powell's, but no less insistent - while pushing his fingers back up inside the lad's hungry anus.

Adrian grabbed his head and started fucking the older man's mouth roughly and rapidly. He bucked his body up and down on his knees, like a parody of a policemen saying "'Ello 'ello 'ello" in fast forward, feeding Powell his cock with each up thrust, and forcing his arse onto his hand with every downward push.

He began grunting again, making those rapid "uh uh uh" sounds, as his cock and his hole were simultaneously pleasured.

I was marvelling at the boy's performance, I must say. He might seem a little straight-laced and square, but he wasn't ashamed to fuck like a buck rabbit. Maybe what they say about the quiet ones was true after all...

My cock was still throbbing beneath my duvet; I'd released it from my briefs and was gently playing with it while I watched Adrian go at it.

Adrian pulled Powell's head from his crotch and said, his voice breathless, "Will you rim me... I really love that..."

Powell stood up. His cock stood out from his body looking enormous.

He looked over at me and said, "We don't want to do anything that'd freak Sebastian out, do we? It's his first time seeing anything like this, remember..."

I shrugged. "I don't mind..."

Powell smiled. "But you're just starting to enjoy it, aren't you?" He glanced at the bulge in my duvet, under which my hand was stroking my cock.

I smiled back at him. "I dunno..."

Powell surprised me by yanking my duvet away from me. I tried to grab it back, but he pulled it onto the floor.

He grinned down at my cock throbbing upward, the waistband of my briefs tucked underneath my balls.

I took my hand away from it and looked down at it, making a face as though surprised to find myself erect. "Well, fancy that... it seems like I am, after all, doesn't it?"

Powell chuckled.

I saw Adrian look over at me and, for the first time, smile slightly. He seemed reassured at finding I'd been aroused by watching him and Powell.

Powell said, "You sure you don't want a better view of things, Sebastian?" He walked over to Adrian and pushed his cock into the boy's face. Adrian adjusted his position to sit on the edge of the mattress, reached up and began rubbing his thumb against its head, clearly quite competent at handling circumcised cocks. Powell went on, "I mean, there's nothing like getting a bit of hands-on experience..."

I made a face at the pun and grinned at him. "I'm okay over here, thanks... enjoying the show quite nicely..."

After Adrian had rubbed Powell's cock to a state in which the veins bulged along the length of the stem and the head swelled to the size of a ripened plum, Powell grabbed Adrian's chin and eased his mouth open. Then he pushed the head of his cock into it as Adrian licked and kissed it. He called over to me, "Well, play with yourself or something. Show me you're enjoying it..."

I reached for my cock and began gently masturbating it, starting off slowly as I watched Adrian take more and more of Powell's large cock into his mouth.

Powell sighed. "There's nothing like getting sucked by another guy, Sebastian. If you try nothing else, try that... men know more about sucking cocks than any woman ever can..."

I smiled. "Yeah, I can kind of see that..." Adrian was doing things to Powell's cock with his mouth that was making my own throb. My hand began to speed up.

Powell grabbed Adrian's head and held it steady as he began fucking the lad's mouth. Adrian handled it expertly, allowing the large organ to almost penetrate him fully without gagging or showing any sign of discomfort.

I wondered where he'd had the opportunity to learn how to suck cock like that, living at home in Ipswich with his parents. Perhaps he'd put a few smiles on his school friends' faces over these past few years...

Powell said, "Grab my arse..."

Adrian obliged, reaching up to firmly hold Powell's round, muscular buttocks as the older man thrust his cock deeply in and out of his mouth. His fingers pushed their way into Powell's arse crack as if searching for the hot pink hole that lay deep inside them.

My hand was really beating at my own cock by now.

Powell was panting, "That's it... that's it..."

His cock began making long sweeping thrusts into Adrian's mouth, withdrawing almost completely before plunging back in right up to the hilt. His balls swung into the younger guy's chin, slapping against it with every thrust, and his powerful-looking buttocks flexed and strained.