I was obviously enjoying the unexpected attention, but Ben seemed to be getting into it just as much as me. Just as Paul’s tongue got to the top of my thighs I looked up to see that Ben had his cock in hand. He was staring so intently at Paul licking me clean that I don’t think he even realized that he was jerking off.
When Paul started rimming my ass I pulled my legs back to give him easy access. After a couple minutes he stood up, pulled out his cock and started to enter me. He started a slow and easy pace, which is just the way I like it. As he started picking it up some I motioned for him to look over at Ben. When he saw that Ben was stroking pretty hard he said, “Come on over here and cum in Dennis again.”
Ben replied, “Are you sure? You don’t seem to be done yet.”
Paul, always the diplomatic one said, “I’m not, but you seem to be much closer to cumming that I am and I can finish after you,” and then he pulled out of me and stepped aside.
As Ben approached I slid back on the table so that he would have to lay on top of me in a missionary position.
Ben stopped in his tracks, cock still in hand, and said, “Why did you move back? Now I have to climb up on the table.”
“Exactly” I replied, “and if you want it that bad that is what you will have to do.”
Ben stopped stroking for a minute and it was obvious that he was deep in thought. Paul seemed to be losing patience and started to walk back towards me to take his turn again. Just as Paul was about to climb up on the table, Ben stopped him and climbed up first.
Kneeling on the table, Ben slid his pants and underwear down to his knees and said, “We don’t have to kiss or anything, do we?”
“No,” I said, “but I do want you to look at me while you fuck me.”
“Okay,” he said, and slid forward until he was pushing his cock inside me.
As Ben got going, I wrapped my legs around him and dug my heels into his ass cheeks. This seemed to spur him on, so I slid my feet down to the top of his thighs, while I grabbed a cheek in each hand. His pace seemed to pick up dramatically, but I was pretty sure he wasn’t quite there. I figured I would take a chance, so I slid a finger between his cheeks and started rubbing his little star.
That did the trick. Within seconds he was pounding my ass like a teenager and cumming as hard as he ever had in his life. Unable to hold himself up any longer, he collapsed onto my chest, panting like he had just run a race.
With his breathing somewhat under control, Ben whispered in my ear, “That felt fantastic! Next time we fuck can you stick your finger in a little?”
Pulling him in close I whispered back, “Of course I will, lover. Now you know why I like it so much.”
My use of the word lover must have been a little too much for him, because he quickly got up after that.
As Ben got off of the table I looked over at Paul and said, “Where do you want me, lover?” Ben did a little double-take as I said it while he was pulling his pants back up.
Paul approached me, extending his hand, and said, “Let’s head inside to the bedroom where we will be more comfortable.”
As Paul helped me to my feet Ben said, “Okay guys, I guess I’ll see you in the morning?”
I replied to Ben, “Sure! Just come over when you get up, and if we are still in bed you can share your morning wood with us.”
Ben blushed at the comment and stuttered, “O-o-okay,” then practically ran down the path to his house.
As we walked into the cabin I told Paul of my plan to get into Ben’s ass before the weekend was over. I also told him what Ben said about slipping a finger in his ass next time we fuck. Paul thought it would be a pretty big challenge but offered, “Does it have to be your cock in his ass? Would my cock in his ass while he is fucking you work?”
Standing at the edge of the bed, I helped Paul get completely naked and then pulled him down on top of me as I lay face down. As he pushed into me I said, “Your cock in his ass might work, but your cock in my ass definitely does!”
Paul was hitting the right spot and within a couple of minutes I was cumming on the sheets and he was cumming in me. We rolled to the side with his cock still inside me while we spooned and fell fast asleep.
I woke up the next morning to the smell of freshly brewed coffee and assumed that Paul was up. Climbing out of bed I soon realized that Paul was still there so I walked out to the kitchen. Ben was sitting at the table, reading the paper and sipping some coffee. “Good morning, Ben,” I stated and I headed to the coffee pot.
Ben looked up from his paper, and noticing that I was still naked said, “Wow! Do you ever put clothes on?”
After taking my first sip I replied, “Not if I can help it. But I do need to take a shower and clean up.”
“So what is on the agenda today?” Ben asked, then added, “I’m feeling quite randy this morning.”
I noticed, as I listened to Ben, that he seemed much more comfortable around me alone. So I set my cup down and walked over to him.
“Why don’t you stand up and drop those pants? I need some cream to go with my coffee,” I said. Ben just stared at me for a moment so I extended my hands and pulled him up. Whispering sexily in his ear, “When I pull down your pants, kick them off and go lay down on the couch. We are going to do what you asked me for last night.”
Ben was so excited that he whipped his pants down and off, then practically leaped to the couch. Now I was the one that was a bit shocked for a moment, but quickly recovered and followed him. I kneeled on the floor, grasped his semi-erect cock and slowly started stroking it to life with my left hand. With my right hand I started working on prying his thighs apart with very little luck.
After about a minute of trying I stopped stroking him and said, “If you want a finger in your ass you are going to have to spread those legs.” With that said he spread them enough so that I could get between them. From there it was much easier as I started stroking him again and leaned down to lick and suck his balls. As he started getting into it and relaxed, I started licking lower and he spread his legs wide.