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I AM JOE’S BRAIN….COMPLETE LINKS,  #s 1 - 27A

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NEWEST:

27A:  THAT FUCKING OUROBOROS
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/100514398513/27a

26B:  I AM JACK’S DICK… MIS•UNDERESTIMATING THE MAGIC
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/100331266478/26b

26A:  I AM JOE’S DICK…COCK ON THE BRAIN
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/100281622123/26a

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1:  INTRODUCTIONS
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/95890473528/1

2:  MEETING JOHN’S DICK 
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/95960414223/2

3:  BROS WITH BENEFITS
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/96032128308/3

4:  I AM JOHN’S BONER IN THE WINDOW
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/96187275938/4

5: I AM JOHN’S DESPAIRING LAB RAT
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/96304048153/5

6:  I AM JOE’S JOCK STRAP…’INTO YOU? WHO ME?’
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/96304479533/6

7:  I AM JOE’S DICK…JUST TESTING
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/96489704788/7

8:  ‘THE NEXT THING TO HAPPEN SHOULD BE A BLOW JOB’
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/96594221733/8

9:  I AM JOHN’S DICK…PLAYING A ROLE
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/96683257458/9

10:  I AM JOE’S SWEET PEACH OF AN ASS
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/96760715058/10

11:  I AM JOE’S ASS…S.O.S TO JACK’S DICK
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12:  I AM JOE’S DICK…0PENING MOVES
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13:  I AM JOHN’S COCK…SHOPPING AT MACY’S
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/97118861023/13

14A:  ‘YOU COMPLETE ME’
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/97259111258/sublimecock-14a

14B:  COCK ROCKET FUCKING SCIENCE
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/97268445393/14b

14C:  SOME SICK FUCKING MOJO
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/97335882783/14c-

15A:  I AM JACK’S BRAIN…AT WORK
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/97627613323/15a

15B:  I AM JACK’S DICK…THINKING
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16A:  I AM JACK’S DICK…ON EDGE
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16B:  I AM JACK’ S DICK…JUST FOLLOWING THE RULES
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16C:  I AM JACK’ S DICK…TWISTING IN THE WIND
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17A:  I AM JOE’S BROKEN DICK
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/98018599938/17a

17B:  I AM JOE’S DICK…JUST TOYING WITH JACK’S COCK
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17C:  I AM JOE’S DICK…INTO THE WILD
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18A:  I AM JOE’S DICK…ON TRUTH SERUM
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/98202717483/18a

18B:  I AM JACK’S DICK…WITH A GREAT IDEA
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/98243602363/18b

18C:  I AM JOE’S BRAIN…MAKING PLANS
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19A:  I AM JACK’S DICK…SENDING MALE MAIL
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/98333852933/19a

19B:  I AM JOE’S DICK …BUYING DILDOS AND MAKING DECISIONS
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/98425498623/19b

20A:  I AM JOHN’S KNOB IN JOE’S HOLE
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/98501573893/20a 

20B:  I AM JOHN’S DICK…MEASURING UP
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/98512625883/20b

21A:  I AM JOE’S DICK…MEETING  THE  INCUBUS
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/98698683713/21a

21B:  I AM JOE’S DICK…NOT FUCKING ANYBODY YET
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/98789236578/21b

21C:  I AM ANDREW’S DICK…BLINDED BY THE DARK
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/98832833563/21c

22A: THE FUCK ITSELF, Part 1
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/98944440418/22a

22B: THE FUCK ITSELF, Part 2
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22C: THE FUCK ITSELF, Part 3
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/99029700883/22c

23A: I AM JOE’S DICK…FLYING SOUTH
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/99366908478/23a

23B: I AM JACK’S BALLS…FULL OF SEMEN
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/99433252743/23b

23C: I AM JACK’S DICK…THE WICKED FINE PRINT
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/99612457713/23c

24A:  MY BROTHER’S KEEPER, Part 1
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/99884885688/24a

24B:  MY BROTHER’S KEEPER, Part 2
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/99887509188/24b

24C:  MY BROTHER’S KEEPER, Part 3
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/99925269328/24c

25A:  FUCKING MY BROTHER’S KEEPER
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/100052181758/25a

25B:  I AM TWIN DICKS…COMPLETED AND  COMPLETELY SPENT
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/100139025933/25b

26A:  I AM JOE’S DICK…COCK ON THE BRAIN
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/100281622123/26a

26B:  I AM JACK’S DICK… MIS•UNDERESTIMATING THE MAGIC
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/100331266478/26b

27A:  THAT FUCKING OUROBOROS
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/100514398513/27a

I AM JOE’S BRAIN….COMPLETE LINKS, #s 1 - 27A

••••••••
NEWEST:

27A: THAT FUCKING OUROBOROS
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/100514398513/27a

26B: I AM JACK’S DICK… MIS•UNDERESTIMATING THE MAGIC
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/100331266478/26b

26A: I AM JOE’S DICK…COCK ON THE BRAIN
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/100281622123/26a

••••••••

1: INTRODUCTIONS
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/95890473528/1

2: MEETING JOHN’S DICK
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/95960414223/2

3: BROS WITH BENEFITS
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/96032128308/3

4: I AM JOHN’S BONER IN THE WINDOW
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/96187275938/4

5: I AM JOHN’S DESPAIRING LAB RAT
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/96304048153/5

6: I AM JOE’S JOCK STRAP…’INTO YOU? WHO ME?’
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/96304479533/6

7: I AM JOE’S DICK…JUST TESTING
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/96489704788/7

8: ‘THE NEXT THING TO HAPPEN SHOULD BE A BLOW JOB’
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/96594221733/8

9: I AM JOHN’S DICK…PLAYING A ROLE
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/96683257458/9

10: I AM JOE’S SWEET PEACH OF AN ASS
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/96760715058/10

11: I AM JOE’S ASS…S.O.S TO JACK’S DICK
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/96947438648/11

12: I AM JOE’S DICK…0PENING MOVES
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/97030663418/12

13: I AM JOHN’S COCK…SHOPPING AT MACY’S
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/97118861023/13

14A: ‘YOU COMPLETE ME’
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/97259111258/sublimecock-14a

14B: COCK ROCKET FUCKING SCIENCE
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/97268445393/14b

14C: SOME SICK FUCKING MOJO
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/97335882783/14c-

15A: I AM JACK’S BRAIN…AT WORK
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/97627613323/15a

15B: I AM JACK’S DICK…THINKING
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/97666365068/15b

16A: I AM JACK’S DICK…ON EDGE
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/97769533033/16a

16B: I AM JACK’ S DICK…JUST FOLLOWING THE RULES
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/97770428868/16b

16C: I AM JACK’ S DICK…TWISTING IN THE WIND
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/97841271423/16c

17A: I AM JOE’S BROKEN DICK
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/98018599938/17a

17B: I AM JOE’S DICK…JUST TOYING WITH JACK’S COCK
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/98029790523/17b

17C: I AM JOE’S DICK…INTO THE WILD
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18A: I AM JOE’S DICK…ON TRUTH SERUM
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/98202717483/18a

18B: I AM JACK’S DICK…WITH A GREAT IDEA
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/98243602363/18b

18C: I AM JOE’S BRAIN…MAKING PLANS
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19A: I AM JACK’S DICK…SENDING MALE MAIL
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/98333852933/19a

19B: I AM JOE’S DICK …BUYING DILDOS AND MAKING DECISIONS
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/98425498623/19b

20A: I AM JOHN’S KNOB IN JOE’S HOLE
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/98501573893/20a

20B: I AM JOHN’S DICK…MEASURING UP
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/98512625883/20b

21A: I AM JOE’S DICK…MEETING THE INCUBUS
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/98698683713/21a

21B: I AM JOE’S DICK…NOT FUCKING ANYBODY YET
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/98789236578/21b

21C: I AM ANDREW’S DICK…BLINDED BY THE DARK
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/98832833563/21c

22A: THE FUCK ITSELF, Part 1
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/98944440418/22a

22B: THE FUCK ITSELF, Part 2
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/98986282243/22b

22C: THE FUCK ITSELF, Part 3
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/99029700883/22c

23A: I AM JOE’S DICK…FLYING SOUTH
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/99366908478/23a

23B: I AM JACK’S BALLS…FULL OF SEMEN
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/99433252743/23b

23C: I AM JACK’S DICK…THE WICKED FINE PRINT
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24A: MY BROTHER’S KEEPER, Part 1
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/99884885688/24a

24B: MY BROTHER’S KEEPER, Part 2
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/99887509188/24b

24C: MY BROTHER’S KEEPER, Part 3
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/99925269328/24c

25A: FUCKING MY BROTHER’S KEEPER
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/100052181758/25a

25B: I AM TWIN DICKS…COMPLETED AND COMPLETELY SPENT
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/100139025933/25b

26A: I AM JOE’S DICK…COCK ON THE BRAIN
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/100281622123/26a

26B: I AM JACK’S DICK… MIS•UNDERESTIMATING THE MAGIC
http://sublimecock.tumblr.com/post/100331266478/26b

27A: THAT FUCKING OUROBOROS
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27A: THAT FUCKING OUROBOROS

"The alchemists, who in their own way knew more about the nature of the individuation process than we moderns do, expressed this paradox through the symbol of the Ouroboros, the snake that eats its own tail. The Ouroboros has been said to have a meaning of infinity or wholeness. In the age-old image of the Ouroboros lies the thought of devouring oneself and turning oneself into a circulatory process….The Ouroboros is a dramatic symbol for the integration and assimilation of the opposite, i.e. of the shadow…."

Carl Jung
‘Collected Works,’ vol. 14

••••••••

Watching beautiful blond Jack fucking me hard and fast and deep I had the sense for just a moment that I was watching myself fucking Jack and for that split second I experienced the fucking through the head of my cock instead of the muscles of my anal canal…

…and I heard myself strangely crying out “Ouroboros! Ouroboros!” as my cum erupted from my cock…

••••••••

"Hey, bro," Jack asked as we were getting dressed, both of us freeballing in jeans, "you were yelling something weird when you busted your nut…maybe ‘uro’ or something like that, ‘niro’…what the fuck was that?"

"Kinda strange," I said, "Ouroboros. I’ll tell you what I can while we walk." We grabbed some more coffee and our jackets and went out into the brisk, sunny morning to walk the property. I hadn’t been up to the cabin since the early summer and I wanted to reconnect.

"You know how when we’re doing a TFI, sometimes you get so into ‘playing’ me that you think you are me?" I asked. "Or I feel like I actually am ‘Jack’ when I’m pretending to be you? Well, it was kind of like that feeling, but on steroids. While you were railing me a few minutes ago," I said, "for just a couple of seconds I felt like I was you—"

"Lucky bastard," Jack laughed.

"Indeed," I said. "It was almost like an out of body experience…like I was watching myself fucking you in the ass…and I felt in my cock - just before I came - what you were feeling with your cock at that same moment."

"Do do do do do do do do do do do do," Jack hummed.

"Right," I said, "it was some real ‘Twilight Zone’ shit. And it happened again when you busted your nut…it felt like I was having a second orgasm. Fucking amazing."

"And that’s ‘uro…’?" Jack asked.

"Ouroboros. Not exactly. Ouroboros is a really old symbol, a snake swallowing its own tail, making a circle, goes back thousands of years and it shows up in a bunch of cultures. I sure as hell wasn’t thinking about that - not consciously anyway - while you were pile-driving my ass…but John mentioned ‘ouroboros’ once when I was telling him about my fixation, obsession with sucking your cock."

"Obsession is a good word," Jack said.

"An accurate one anyway," I laughed. "John’s a psych major, you know. And when I told him that sometimes I felt like blowing you would be like sucking my own cock, he said I was trying to enact, or to re-enact, ‘ouroboros."

"Bro, if you’re into auto-fellatio you oughta try yoga," Jack said, "works like a dream."

"You can suck your own cock?" I asked in disbelief. "No fucking shit?"

"Hope to die," Jack said, "why the fuck else would I be doing yoga?"

"I want to see that, I mean like right now," I said. "That’s some real ouroboros shit…you swallowing your own snake."

"I’d show you, Joe, but you might get jealous watching another guy blowing me," Jack laughed.

"Nah, not watching you do you…I can’t think of any hotter spectator sport than watching that," I said. "But watching John blow you…not so sure about that."

"Visualize it this way," Jack said as we walked down a wooded hillside toward the smaller of the two lakes, "say I’m lying on the floor, boner up…now picture Tex on his hands and knees, taking my cock into his mouth, his ass raised up in the air…then picture yourself fucking that ass."

I laughed at that mental image. “Yeah, when I look at it like that,” I said, “I’m OK with John blowing you.”

"Here’s one more," Jack said. "Let’s say you’re a little concerned by the idea of me fucking Tex. We’re on the king bed in the master and I’m fucking Tex…he’s on his side, same position I felt him fucking you in late Tuesday night, right?"

"Right," I said.

"OK," Jack continued, "now put yourself behind me…shove your cock into my ass, hard, fuck me just like I’m fucking Tex, and you’ve got yourself a nice Jack sandwich."

"Yep, you go right ahead and fuck Tex…I’ve got your back." We both had a good laugh. I recalled the memory I had locked away of seeing and feeling myself fucking Jack while he had been plowing me that morning. Neither of us could articulate exactly what Jack did with his pelvis and cock that made getting fucked by him such a singular experience, but I had an idea that I could summon that locked-away memory and fuck him exactly the same way he had fucked me.

"I’m going to want to practice fucking your sweet peach of an ass before we leave the cabin this afternoon," I said.

"By all means," Jack said. "Before or after I suck my own cock…for you?"

"How about during?" I asked.

"Let me think about how we do that," Jack said, "but you might have just hit on the next best thing to being able to fuck each other at the same time."

"Ouroboros," I said as we walked out onto the dock, "just to complete that thought, John told me that Jung identified the ouroboros as an archetype for wholeness or infinity. John thinks that me wanting to blow my identical twin is wrapped up in all of that somehow. When you texted me that you’d seen yourself fucking me in the ass and that it ‘completed’ you - that time you made me cry in the library - I thought of ‘ouroboros.’ And you sure as fuck completed me last night and this morning." I pulled Jack’s head closer and kissed him on the lips, and he responded by opening his mouth to mine.

"The great thing about being ‘completed,’" Jack said when our mouths parted, "is you can always be ‘completed’ again…and you can never be ‘completed’ enough."

"By the way, I’m thinking about doing a very scaled back TFI tonight - technically I guess it wouldn’t be a real TFI, no weaponized dicks - really just an impersonation with Mary’s kiss and the midpoint costume change, you know, just to keep our hand in the game, stay sharp," I told Jack.

"Then we better leave here in time to get matching haircuts before we go home," he replied.

"Let’s walk over to the other lake," I said, "while you tell me about Scott." I knew it would be easier for Jack to tell a painful and probably still embarrassing story if we were moving and he wasn’t looking at me while we talked.

"Sure," Jack said, "what do you want to know?" We started walking along a path that followed the shoreline of the smaller lake for about a quarter of the way around it, where we’d take another path that branched to the left and skirted the base of the hill we’d come down a few minutes earlier. Once we rounded the hill we’d cut across a meadow, cross a small wooded valley and stream, and then climb up the back of the big lake’s dam.

"I think I pretty well know what happened, Jack. I also think you may need to tell me more than I need to hear it."

"I do," he agreed, "because you figure into in a way."

That was news to me. I recalled the time Scott had taken me ‘fishing,’ when I was nearly 15, and after I had had my first lessons in cocksucking that day, Scott had asked me to take off the rest my clothes and jack off on him. I had had the strange feeling then that he had done that before with Jack. But when I asked Scott if he had been with Jack before he had said, ‘I fucking wish…if Jack’s cock is a twin of yours, as I have reason to believe, I’d love to be with him just like I’m loving being with you. But, no, Joe, you’re the only cousin I’ve ever seduced…so far.’ I asked Jack when Scott had forced himself on him.

"It was in the fall when we were thirteen, not quite thirteen and a half," Jack said - and then the story poured out of him. "We were still pretty scrawny, if you can think back to the start of 8th grade. Scott was sixteen…I don’t know if you remember that time we were gonna go with Scott to an upper school football game in Meridian, but you got sick and couldn’t go. Mom wasn’t keen about us going out of town with high school guys but, you know, since it was Scott, she gave in…"

"I do remember. I was so pissed that you got to go without me. And you got into a fight after the game." I said.

"It wasn’t a fight, that was my cover story - and don’t be pissed. If you had come, it probably would’ve happened to both of us. There were three of them…Scott and two of his public school buddies. I didn’t know them before that night. I know their names, at one point I knew where they lived…later on, I used to drive by their houses…I don’t really know why…I just wanted to kind of keep tabs on them, I guess. Both of these guys were bigger than Scott, and he was a good bit bigger than me.

"So they had been drinking at the game and they were drinking beer on the way back. They tried to get me to drink some, too, but I didn’t. They were talking a lot of smack, mostly about masturbating. And then Scott asked me if had started jacking off yet. I didn’t know what to say, and he’s like, ‘I’ll tell you a little secret, bub, everybody jacks off but nobody admits it. But my buds and I not only admit it, we jack off together all the fucking time. So you can tell your cousin Scott your not-so-dirty little secret.’ I told them I never had, although I had jacked off a few times by then, and then they were all for a big jerk off session, they were going to show me how to beat my meat, etc. I was nervous about that but I already knew I was attracted to guys, and the idea of watching three big high schoolers wank seemed pretty hot.

"The guy next to me on the back seat, Steve, he puts his hand on my crotch and then announces to everybody that I’ve got a boner. He tells me not to be embarrassed because he’s got wood, too. He unzipped his fly and pulls his dick out…it was dark and I couldn’t really see anything but he took my hand and put it around his hard cock…I just held it and he puts his hand around mine and starts stroking with my hand. The guy in the passenger seat, Bill, is looking over into the back seat and narrating everything for Scott, who gets all excited and says, ‘I’m gonna fucking stop." He gets off the highway near Roosevelt State Park and drives somewhere near the park, maybe in it, I dunno, but we were way out in the country when he finally stopped on a dirt road in the middle of nowhere.

"We all pile out of the car and Scott and his friends dropped trou right away and they all start playing with their dicks to get hard and then they’re jacking their cocks, telling me to join in. I loved seeing that, and said ‘what the fuck’ and dropped my pants, too. One of those guys wolf-whistles and pulls up my shirt, and they all start saying hot shit about my cock, you can imagine. I’m going to skip the rest of the preliminaries, OK?"

"Sure," I said, "just tell me whatever you want to."

"Pretty soon, Scott tells me to suck his dick. I tell him no and he tells me I can suck his dick the easy way or the hard way, but that I AM going to suck his dick. I tell him to go fuck himself and he punches me in the stomach. Next thing I know I’m on my knees in the dirt and Scott’s buds are holding me, one I either side. Scott tells me to open my mouth and that if I bite him they’re all going to fuck me in the ass. Scott fucks my mouth, holding my head by the hair, and I’m gagging on his cock and think I’m going to fucking drown standing in the middle of a gravel road when he comes down my throat. They took turns, all of them fucked my face, hard, and I gagged on everyone of them. I thought I was going to drown three times.

"I think that’s enough," Jack said, turning around to face me on the top of the dam, and we both saw the tears streaming down each other’s faces. "Except for this, Joe. Scott told me that if I told anyone what they’d done, they’d be back for you and they’d all fuck you in the ass…and I was a dumb kid, I believed him."

"Oh Jack," I said, as I wrapped my arms around him, hugging him to me. "Oh Jack, I’m so sorry." Then I had another thought that nearly made me sick. "Jesus Christ, Jack…and then later you had to see me with him, or going to him anyway, and then telling you about it…I feel sick about that…"

"Joe, that was my fault, not yours…I let you go with him and never warned you…I told myself you were bigger and could take care of yourself…but, fuck, fuck, fuck…that was so wrong and…and I’m sor—"

I held Jack tight as he sobbed into my shoulder and I cried with him. “Jack, you’ve always been my hero,” I whispered, “and never more than now.” As we cried together I thought back on the ‘horrible’ story Jack had told me the night before about how he had grudge-fucked Scott in the ass while he was pretending to be me playing knob-in-the-hole…and I started to laugh, God help me, but I was laughing my ass off. Jack’s story didn’t seem so bad to me then…honestly, it felt just about…perfect.

'A couple of fresh matching haircuts,' I thought, 'could make it a little more perfect.'

My laughter eventually ended Jack’s tears and we both pulled ourselves together, more or less. “So what was so fucking funny about me getting fucked in the mouth by three perverts?” Jack finally demanded as we picked ourselves up off the dam.

“‘Mistah Kurtz - he dead,’” I said, winking at Jack.

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26B:  I AM JACK’S DICK… MIS•UNDERESTIMATING THE MAGIC

I groaned and got out of bed, figuring to go face the foul news on my phone while a freshly blown Jack made coffee. ‘Fuck,’ I thought, when I saw there were no texts from John, no missed calls, either. I had to touch base with him after having ignored him during my night of ‘passionate perfidy’ with Jack before any more time ran off the clock.

•••••••9:20 a.m.

Me:  What are you wearing, stud?

John:  Haha…still in bed, so…

Me:  so…those precious jammies w/ footies?

John:  either them or nothing…what are you wearing?

Me:  nothing I’m missing you already & I’m polishing my wood in your honor

John:  glad to hear that, missing you too 

Me:  How was last nite?

John:  dull but I did my duty

Me:  Haha…sounds like me tonight

John:  Sorry I didn’t call last night…got swept up into the bosom of family & then at awards banquet…by time I was free figured you were in the bosom of your family

Me:  No worries, they do like to hold us close…Jack & I both want you to hurry your ass over here

John:  pinch his sweet peach of an ass for me

Me:  ha…my pleasure

[[Jack handed me a cup of coffee and read the exchange above over my shoulder. Then he took my phone and sent the messages below as if they were from me]]

Me:  Jack’s got a great ass

John:  I’m thinking so too - like identical to yours

Me:  Here’s something else for you to be thinking about as you envision a pair of sweet asses…

John:  what’s that?

Me:  an invitation to you and me from Jack - sausage fest Sunday night, NO rules

John: 😀 no shit? what do you think?

Me:  a lot of things & they all make my dick harder

John:  two of you, no rules…fuuuckk

Me:  Jack says to tell you he’s dying to fuck you in the ass so he hopes you’re not afraid to play w/ him

John:  Funny guy…but I wouldn’t mind bending him over

Me:  no rules so that can happen, but if you fuck Jack better count on him fucking you better

John:  better? Not so sure about that…but yeah I’ve been thinking about 5” of Joe in me, all 7” of Joe in & out…Joe, if I decide to bottom you should be first

Me:  think about it, but I’d love nothing better…if you agree, we might play ‘Pin the Tail on the Donkey’  

All that means is you wouldn’t know which of us is which

John:  could be interesting…as in that sounds fucking hot

Me:  Jack’s idea - says it will ‘maximize the pleasure of our guest and minimize any guilt’ you might otherwise have for fucking Jack in front of me & vice versa

John:  what if I said I’d play if we agreed both of you fuck me & I fuck both of you - but you don’t tell me who’s who - would you be cool with that? 

Me:  fuck yeah I’m cool w/ that…I can’t wait for you to get here 

John:  think jack would mind that 1 little rule?

Me:  pretty sure I can speak for him 

John:  I mean shit Joe, we do 3way no other rules, you can live your dream w/ jack

Me:  Right, but about that - one little problem - Jack’s pressing pretty hard for ME to blow HIM, before our 3way…

thought you ought to know, but I’ve told him he missed his chance, missed a lot of chances

John:  Don’t miss your chance Joe. I don’t necessarily need to know about it, but don’t miss your fucking chance. You’d be blowing him Sun. nite anyway…

Me:  I’d rather blow you. Pretty sure Jack wants to blow ‘Tex’s big-ass cobra cock’ too…

John:  I’m not gonna cum between the two of you…unless I’m in the middle of a sandwich fuck

Me: No fair, I want that too!

John:  we’ll find a way to make everybody  happy😍

Me:  10/4. I’ve gotta run now but I’ll touch base w/ you later. Love you.

John:  Me too & tell jack I’m looking forward to ‘meating’ him…

Me:  Groan

John:  Later, stud

••••••••

"I can’t fucking believe you basically told him I’m going to blow you," I said as Jack handed my phone back to me, his cock energized to half mast by his chat with John.

"What? He already knows you want to blow me. You just swallowed a pint of my jizz…and you still want to blow me," Jack laughed.

"True," I admitted.

"Besides," Jack said, "you were going to greet him Sunday with the news ‘Hey, Tex, I just got through sucking Jack’s sweet dick…did I get all his cum of my chin?’ That would’ve gone over like a lead balloon. Now, though, I’ve gotten you carte blanche to do whatever the fuck you want to between last night and Sunday afternoon - and he’s not going to ask you shit about it. Nada. And you’re NOT going to say shit about it and ruin his day. Got it?"

"Got it," I said, duly chastened.

"And as if that weren’t enough…" Jack said in his mock late night TV voice, "you and I both get to top him and bottom for him—"

"But to make it totally fair," I interjected, "you and I should ‘anonymously’ flip flop, too."

Jack burst out laughing at that. “But of course. Six buttfuckings in one night…we should bring him up here, Joe…We’re gonna give Tex and his giant cobra cock a night to fucking remember…Speaking of which, did you ever put 2 + 2 together to figure out how you would’ve benefitted more than me from a TFI play on Tex?” Jack asked.

"Nope," I said, "Kind of had a lot of stuff on my mind the last few days."

"Well, it was simple," Jack explained, "I’d have slipped into his bed as ‘Joe’ and turned him into the biggest bottoming bitch there ever was…he’d have been begging you to top him all the time after the fucking I gave him…on your behalf."

"Gosh, Jack," I gushed sarcastically, "you’d have done that for ME?"

"Damn right, always looking out for you, bro," Jack said, completely missing my sarcasm. "Now you’ll get the same result without me having to deceive him. Perfect setup. Win/win/win."

"Maybe," I said, "maybe not." 

"Aw, fuck," Jack said, "Don’t tell me you don’t wanna share Tex’s huge cock…I thought you were cool with that. Shit, Joe, I’m sorry if I got too far out in front on the three-way—"

"It’s not Tex I’m worried about sharing," I said.

"Oh," Jack said. 

There was time enough later to talk about Jack’s hastily planned “sausage fest.” I did like the concept, especially if we played it ‘blind.’ Even though Jack and I’d know who was doing what to whom, the fact that John wouldn’t be sure whether he was banging me or Jack, and vice versa, might provide all of us with a small emotional fig leaf. But I really wasn’t sure how I liked the idea of sharing Jack, and watching Jack be shared.

Changing the subject, I gave Jack the shorthand version of my colossal Mach App exam fuck up and told him that I had suspected hate mail from a prof waiting to be read, and that I needed to read. “Dr. Glumcock, of all fucking names,” I added.

"Go on and read it," Jack said, "but in my experience, college profs don’t waste their time emailing fuckups. I bet you a buttfucking he’s either writing to tell you what a fucking genius you are, which you are, or he wants to get into your pants and turn into Dr. Happycock…or both."

"Jeeze," I asked, "you’ve been unzipping for your profs, too?"

"Sure," Jack said, like he was talking to an idiot. "Why wouldn’t I? Not for the grades, but to share the love. Who wants to sit in a classroom all semester with an unhappy professor?"

••••••••

Dear Mr. K——,

I am not accustomed to reading exams in which my students tell me, in effect, to shove  my questions up my ass, nor do I ever recall writing to such a student to congratulate him for understanding that “shove it up your ass” would not be a half-cocked answer. I applaud your hard intellect, your penetrating analysis  and, frankly, your balls, for both detecting my entrapment and having the courage to step outside the usual rigid constraints of the classroom setting by exposing the nut of the matter. I salute your performance, top marks, and wish you a holiday season brimming with good cheer.

Please call on me in my office upon your return to campus so that we might discuss a suitable use of your obvious talent. I hope that you take my candid remarks as an invitation to engage in further candid intercourse.

Yours,

Dick Glumcock

•••••••••

"What fucking gobbledygook," I said, "the only thing that makes any sense in this is that I got ‘top marks.’ So my ass is saved."

"Let me read that," Jack said, reaching for my phone. He laughed out loud at several points as he read Dr. Glum’s drivel.

"I’ve never seen one of these from a prof so overtly asking a student to slip the prof a high hard one," Jack announced. "The profs who hit on me are generally more…
circumspect.”

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I asked. "He sounds like he’s drunk but he’s not hitting on me."

"Seriously? Allow Dr. Dick to translate Dr. Dick’s message:

• ‘shove it up my ass,’ x 2;
• ‘half-cocked’
• ‘hard’
• ‘penetrating’
• ‘your balls’
• ‘entrapment’
• ‘step outside the usual RIGID constraints of the classroom setting’
• ‘exposing the nut’
• ‘salute’
• ‘performance’
• ‘top’
• ‘brimming’
• ‘call on me in my office’
• ‘suitable use of your obvious talent’
• ‘invitation’
• ‘engage’
• ‘intercourse’
• ‘dick’

"And not a single one of those words was necessary to Dr. Dick’s message, which was ‘hey, you wrote a pretty good, if unconventional, exam…and I’m giving you an A.’  Can you see that Dr. Dick Glumcock might like some last semester senior cock up his starchy academic ass?" Jack asked.

"That appears to be a possibility," I conceded.

"So would I fuck him with your dick?" Jack asked. 

"You’d definitely fuck him with my dick, probably even fuck him with your own dick," I said, smiling. "I’d guess he’s about 32, he’s likable, looks fit, nice forward bulge…"

"Sounds like your fucking plate is pretty full up in St. Looey these days," Jack observed, "but you might think about ‘engaging in further candid intercourse’ with Dr. Dick and making that poor sap’s day by bending him over his desk…Just saying."

"Should I answer him…I mean, you know, just to keep my options open?" I asked.

"You should absolutely answer him," Jack replied, "but you don’t need to worry about that option going away."

"Just for grins, what would you say to him?" I asked.

"Something short and sweet, like ‘Dr. Dick, I look forward to engaging in penetrating intercourse with you…after my ‘A’ is posted. Your balls, Joe Bigcock.’ We both had a good laugh at that. 

"Hey Joe…remind me," Jack asked, "have I rimmed you since I prepped you for knob-in-the-hole forever ago?"

"Pretty sure no," I said. 

"Well, well…looks like we’re both in for a treat. I’ve learned some things since then. Would you believe I can curl my tongue into a cylinder and stick it three inches up your ass, then flatten it out and rotate it 360 degrees around your rectum?"

"I don’t believe that," I said, laughing.

"Smart man," Jack said, "because I can’t…but that’s what it’s going to feel like. Meet me in the shower? I’ll be right in."

••••••••

"Jack, I don’t want to go home," I said as he positioned me spread-eagle against the shower wall. He squirted some tingly Dr. Bronner’s into his hand and reached between my legs, slathering soap on my junk and dragging his hand back and up between my ass cheeks. "No, man, me either," Jack said as he slipped a soapy finger all the way into my hole, rotating his finger and stretching my hole, "but you gotta see the folks and we’ve got dad’s party tonite. Let’s just come back up, with or without Tex." I moaned as Jack’s second finger entered me and he repeated with two fingers everything he’d just done with one, while his other hand expertly massaged my tingling balls.

Then Jack rinsed my ass and spread my cheeks as far apart as he could. I felt his tongue licking my crack with a quick darting motion and then it was probing my hole. His fingers slid into my crack, one on either side of my asshole, and when he slightly parted that opening I felt his strong rolled tongue push inside me, and begin licking me from the inside out, all the way around that tunnel. After a couple of minutes of that the impression I had was that I was being fucked by a big tongue, which seemed perfectly natural to me. So I was, naturally, asking for more. Then Jack was standing, his hard cock pressed into my crack, one hand cupping my balls, and he was whispering in my ear.

"Trust me, Joe," he said softly and I nodded that I did, "what’s going to happen next is my knob in your hole, gently, and then we’re going quickly to the bed in the next room." I felt Jack’s cock push a couple of inches inside me, then a little further, finding traction  and stopping. As I stood spread-eagle against the shower wall with two or three inches of hard Jack inside me, I felt that familiar "click" and a wave of desire sweep up from my bowels, demanding that I be filled up. And I was demanding, then begging, Jack to fuck me then and there. The water was off, Jack’s cock was out of me and he was pulling me quickly into the bedroom. I thought vaguely that "someone" had made preparations in the bedroom for a couple of wet guys to fuck. A couple of blankets were spread across the bedspread  and there were towels, rubbers, lube…

Jack pushed me down onto the bed and pulled my ass over to the edge. He quickly dried off my ass and both of our boners, put a condom on and lubed it and my hole…and then his cock was three inches deep again…boom…just like that. But the feeling was different from a minute before because we were now facing each other, the head of his cock pressed against the front wall instead of the rear wall of my rectum as it had been in the shower. Jack moved his cock a little…side to side? and I was  pleading with him again to come all the way in.

Which he finally did, smoothly and perfectly, until all of his cock was pushed as deep inside me as he could go. And when Jack looked into my eyes I felt the same connection to him as I had the last time, when he had fucked me in the ass so perfectly. As soon as he started fucking me with that indescribable pelvic motion he had employed so beautifully in the pre-dawn hours I felt the pressure rising up from my balls. “Holy fuck, Jack,” I croaked, “it’s gonna…work…” Watching beautiful blond Jack fucking me hard and fast and deep I had the sense for just a moment that I was watching myself fucking Jack and for that split second I experienced, felt, the fucking through the head of my cock instead of the muscles of my anal canal. I locked away that image…

…and I heard myself strangely crying out “Ouroboros! Ouroboros!” as my cum erupted in multiple ropes from my cock. I kept squirting as Jack fucked me harder and faster. “Oh God…don’t stop…don’t stop…keep fucking…meee…” Jack slowed his tempo and then paused a moment with his cock at its deepest point, fighting his own orgasm back. “No Jack…it’s OK…go ahead…” Jack moved his cock slowly and rhythmically for another minute or so, and then he was fucking me hard and fast again…I could tell when his body tensed that Jack was about to cum and I “felt” Jack’s orgasm almost like I was coming again. He thrust in deep and blew a huge load, collapsing on top of me, struggling to get deeper inside until he couldn’t struggle any more. I squeezed Jack’s nuts as he was ejaculating - or thought I did - but when he quit moving I realized I was grabbing my own balls. 

That was one of those ten or twelve minute fucks that was as good and as memorable as any assfucking I’ve ever had. We lay quiet and still, sweating and breathing heavily for what seemed like a long time.

"Holy fuck, Jack…how’d you fucking do that?" I panted at last.

"Magic," he said simply.

"Fucking magicians," I said and laughed, then, without thinking, blurted out, "Jack, please don’t ever stop fucking me." There. I’d said what I’d been thinking since Jack had entered me the first time the night before. Not cool, I knew.

"That’s the thing, Joe," he said, "I’m not sure I can stop."

"Maybe we mis•underestimated our attraction," I offered.

"Maybe," Jack agreed.

sublimecock:

26B: I AM JACK’S DICK… MIS•UNDERESTIMATING THE MAGIC

I groaned and got out of bed, figuring to go face the foul news on my phone while a freshly blown Jack made coffee. ‘Fuck,’ I thought, when I saw there were no texts from John, no missed calls, either. I had to touch base with him after having ignored him during my night of ‘passionate perfidy’ with Jack before any more time ran off the clock.

•••••••9:20 a.m.

Me: What are you wearing, stud?

John: Haha…still in bed, so…

Me: so…those precious jammies w/ footies?

John: either them or nothing…what are you wearing?

Me: nothing I’m missing you already & I’m polishing my wood in your honor

John: glad to hear that, missing you too

Me: How was last nite?

John: dull but I did my duty

Me: Haha…sounds like me tonight

John: Sorry I didn’t call last night…got swept up into the bosom of family & then at awards banquet…by time I was free figured you were in the bosom of your family

Me: No worries, they do like to hold us close…Jack & I both want you to hurry your ass over here

John: pinch his sweet peach of an ass for me

Me: ha…my pleasure

[[Jack handed me a cup of coffee and read the exchange above over my shoulder. Then he took my phone and sent the messages below as if they were from me]]

Me: Jack’s got a great ass

John: I’m thinking so too - like identical to yours

Me: Here’s something else for you to be thinking about as you envision a pair of sweet asses…

John: what’s that?

Me: an invitation to you and me from Jack - sausage fest Sunday night, NO rules

John: 😀 no shit? what do you think?

Me: a lot of things & they all make my dick harder

John: two of you, no rules…fuuuckk

Me: Jack says to tell you he’s dying to fuck you in the ass so he hopes you’re not afraid to play w/ him

John: Funny guy…but I wouldn’t mind bending him over

Me: no rules so that can happen, but if you fuck Jack better count on him fucking you better

John: better? Not so sure about that…but yeah I’ve been thinking about 5” of Joe in me, all 7” of Joe in & out…Joe, if I decide to bottom you should be first

Me: think about it, but I’d love nothing better…if you agree, we might play ‘Pin the Tail on the Donkey’

All that means is you wouldn’t know which of us is which

John: could be interesting…as in that sounds fucking hot

Me: Jack’s idea - says it will ‘maximize the pleasure of our guest and minimize any guilt’ you might otherwise have for fucking Jack in front of me & vice versa

John: what if I said I’d play if we agreed both of you fuck me & I fuck both of you - but you don’t tell me who’s who - would you be cool with that?

Me: fuck yeah I’m cool w/ that…I can’t wait for you to get here

John: think jack would mind that 1 little rule?

Me: pretty sure I can speak for him

John: I mean shit Joe, we do 3way no other rules, you can live your dream w/ jack

Me: Right, but about that - one little problem - Jack’s pressing pretty hard for ME to blow HIM, before our 3way…

thought you ought to know, but I’ve told him he missed his chance, missed a lot of chances

John: Don’t miss your chance Joe. I don’t necessarily need to know about it, but don’t miss your fucking chance. You’d be blowing him Sun. nite anyway…

Me: I’d rather blow you. Pretty sure Jack wants to blow ‘Tex’s big-ass cobra cock’ too…

John: I’m not gonna cum between the two of you…unless I’m in the middle of a sandwich fuck

Me: No fair, I want that too!

John: we’ll find a way to make everybody happy😍

Me: 10/4. I’ve gotta run now but I’ll touch base w/ you later. Love you.

John: Me too & tell jack I’m looking forward to ‘meating’ him…

Me: Groan

John: Later, stud

••••••••

"I can’t fucking believe you basically told him I’m going to blow you," I said as Jack handed my phone back to me, his cock energized to half mast by his chat with John.

"What? He already knows you want to blow me. You just swallowed a pint of my jizz…and you still want to blow me," Jack laughed.

"True," I admitted.

"Besides," Jack said, "you were going to greet him Sunday with the news ‘Hey, Tex, I just got through sucking Jack’s sweet dick…did I get all his cum of my chin?’ That would’ve gone over like a lead balloon. Now, though, I’ve gotten you carte blanche to do whatever the fuck you want to between last night and Sunday afternoon - and he’s not going to ask you shit about it. Nada. And you’re NOT going to say shit about it and ruin his day. Got it?"

"Got it," I said, duly chastened.

"And as if that weren’t enough…" Jack said in his mock late night TV voice, "you and I both get to top him and bottom for him—"

"But to make it totally fair," I interjected, "you and I should ‘anonymously’ flip flop, too."

Jack burst out laughing at that. “But of course. Six buttfuckings in one night…we should bring him up here, Joe…We’re gonna give Tex and his giant cobra cock a night to fucking remember…Speaking of which, did you ever put 2 + 2 together to figure out how you would’ve benefitted more than me from a TFI play on Tex?” Jack asked.

"Nope," I said, "Kind of had a lot of stuff on my mind the last few days."

"Well, it was simple," Jack explained, "I’d have slipped into his bed as ‘Joe’ and turned him into the biggest bottoming bitch there ever was…he’d have been begging you to top him all the time after the fucking I gave him…on your behalf."

"Gosh, Jack," I gushed sarcastically, "you’d have done that for ME?"

"Damn right, always looking out for you, bro," Jack said, completely missing my sarcasm. "Now you’ll get the same result without me having to deceive him. Perfect setup. Win/win/win."

"Maybe," I said, "maybe not."

"Aw, fuck," Jack said, "Don’t tell me you don’t wanna share Tex’s huge cock…I thought you were cool with that. Shit, Joe, I’m sorry if I got too far out in front on the three-way—"

"It’s not Tex I’m worried about sharing," I said.

"Oh," Jack said.

There was time enough later to talk about Jack’s hastily planned “sausage fest.” I did like the concept, especially if we played it ‘blind.’ Even though Jack and I’d know who was doing what to whom, the fact that John wouldn’t be sure whether he was banging me or Jack, and vice versa, might provide all of us with a small emotional fig leaf. But I really wasn’t sure how I liked the idea of sharing Jack, and watching Jack be shared.

Changing the subject, I gave Jack the shorthand version of my colossal Mach App exam fuck up and told him that I had suspected hate mail from a prof waiting to be read, and that I needed to read. “Dr. Glumcock, of all fucking names,” I added.

"Go on and read it," Jack said, "but in my experience, college profs don’t waste their time emailing fuckups. I bet you a buttfucking he’s either writing to tell you what a fucking genius you are, which you are, or he wants to get into your pants and turn into Dr. Happycock…or both."

"Jeeze," I asked, "you’ve been unzipping for your profs, too?"

"Sure," Jack said, like he was talking to an idiot. "Why wouldn’t I? Not for the grades, but to share the love. Who wants to sit in a classroom all semester with an unhappy professor?"

••••••••

Dear Mr. K——,

I am not accustomed to reading exams in which my students tell me, in effect, to shove my questions up my ass, nor do I ever recall writing to such a student to congratulate him for understanding that “shove it up your ass” would not be a half-cocked answer. I applaud your hard intellect, your penetrating analysis and, frankly, your balls, for both detecting my entrapment and having the courage to step outside the usual rigid constraints of the classroom setting by exposing the nut of the matter. I salute your performance, top marks, and wish you a holiday season brimming with good cheer.

Please call on me in my office upon your return to campus so that we might discuss a suitable use of your obvious talent. I hope that you take my candid remarks as an invitation to engage in further candid intercourse.

Yours,

Dick Glumcock

•••••••••

"What fucking gobbledygook," I said, "the only thing that makes any sense in this is that I got ‘top marks.’ So my ass is saved."

"Let me read that," Jack said, reaching for my phone. He laughed out loud at several points as he read Dr. Glum’s drivel.

"I’ve never seen one of these from a prof so overtly asking a student to slip the prof a high hard one," Jack announced. "The profs who hit on me are generally more…
circumspect.”

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I asked. "He sounds like he’s drunk but he’s not hitting on me."

"Seriously? Allow Dr. Dick to translate Dr. Dick’s message:

• ‘shove it up my ass,’ x 2;
• ‘half-cocked’
• ‘hard’
• ‘penetrating’
• ‘your balls’
• ‘entrapment’
• ‘step outside the usual RIGID constraints of the classroom setting’
• ‘exposing the nut’
• ‘salute’
• ‘performance’
• ‘top’
• ‘brimming’
• ‘call on me in my office’
• ‘suitable use of your obvious talent’
• ‘invitation’
• ‘engage’
• ‘intercourse’
• ‘dick’

"And not a single one of those words was necessary to Dr. Dick’s message, which was ‘hey, you wrote a pretty good, if unconventional, exam…and I’m giving you an A.’ Can you see that Dr. Dick Glumcock might like some last semester senior cock up his starchy academic ass?" Jack asked.

"That appears to be a possibility," I conceded.

"So would I fuck him with your dick?" Jack asked.

"You’d definitely fuck him with my dick, probably even fuck him with your own dick," I said, smiling. "I’d guess he’s about 32, he’s likable, looks fit, nice forward bulge…"

"Sounds like your fucking plate is pretty full up in St. Looey these days," Jack observed, "but you might think about ‘engaging in further candid intercourse’ with Dr. Dick and making that poor sap’s day by bending him over his desk…Just saying."

"Should I answer him…I mean, you know, just to keep my options open?" I asked.

"You should absolutely answer him," Jack replied, "but you don’t need to worry about that option going away."

"Just for grins, what would you say to him?" I asked.

"Something short and sweet, like ‘Dr. Dick, I look forward to engaging in penetrating intercourse with you…after my ‘A’ is posted. Your balls, Joe Bigcock.’ We both had a good laugh at that.

"Hey Joe…remind me," Jack asked, "have I rimmed you since I prepped you for knob-in-the-hole forever ago?"

"Pretty sure no," I said.

"Well, well…looks like we’re both in for a treat. I’ve learned some things since then. Would you believe I can curl my tongue into a cylinder and stick it three inches up your ass, then flatten it out and rotate it 360 degrees around your rectum?"

"I don’t believe that," I said, laughing.

"Smart man," Jack said, "because I can’t…but that’s what it’s going to feel like. Meet me in the shower? I’ll be right in."

••••••••

"Jack, I don’t want to go home," I said as he positioned me spread-eagle against the shower wall. He squirted some tingly Dr. Bronner’s into his hand and reached between my legs, slathering soap on my junk and dragging his hand back and up between my ass cheeks. "No, man, me either," Jack said as he slipped a soapy finger all the way into my hole, rotating his finger and stretching my hole, "but you gotta see the folks and we’ve got dad’s party tonite. Let’s just come back up, with or without Tex." I moaned as Jack’s second finger entered me and he repeated with two fingers everything he’d just done with one, while his other hand expertly massaged my tingling balls.

Then Jack rinsed my ass and spread my cheeks as far apart as he could. I felt his tongue licking my crack with a quick darting motion and then it was probing my hole. His fingers slid into my crack, one on either side of my asshole, and when he slightly parted that opening I felt his strong rolled tongue push inside me, and begin licking me from the inside out, all the way around that tunnel. After a couple of minutes of that the impression I had was that I was being fucked by a big tongue, which seemed perfectly natural to me. So I was, naturally, asking for more. Then Jack was standing, his hard cock pressed into my crack, one hand cupping my balls, and he was whispering in my ear.

"Trust me, Joe," he said softly and I nodded that I did, "what’s going to happen next is my knob in your hole, gently, and then we’re going quickly to the bed in the next room." I felt Jack’s cock push a couple of inches inside me, then a little further, finding traction and stopping. As I stood spread-eagle against the shower wall with two or three inches of hard Jack inside me, I felt that familiar "click" and a wave of desire sweep up from my bowels, demanding that I be filled up. And I was demanding, then begging, Jack to fuck me then and there. The water was off, Jack’s cock was out of me and he was pulling me quickly into the bedroom. I thought vaguely that "someone" had made preparations in the bedroom for a couple of wet guys to fuck. A couple of blankets were spread across the bedspread and there were towels, rubbers, lube…

Jack pushed me down onto the bed and pulled my ass over to the edge. He quickly dried off my ass and both of our boners, put a condom on and lubed it and my hole…and then his cock was three inches deep again…boom…just like that. But the feeling was different from a minute before because we were now facing each other, the head of his cock pressed against the front wall instead of the rear wall of my rectum as it had been in the shower. Jack moved his cock a little…side to side? and I was pleading with him again to come all the way in.

Which he finally did, smoothly and perfectly, until all of his cock was pushed as deep inside me as he could go. And when Jack looked into my eyes I felt the same connection to him as I had the last time, when he had fucked me in the ass so perfectly. As soon as he started fucking me with that indescribable pelvic motion he had employed so beautifully in the pre-dawn hours I felt the pressure rising up from my balls. “Holy fuck, Jack,” I croaked, “it’s gonna…work…” Watching beautiful blond Jack fucking me hard and fast and deep I had the sense for just a moment that I was watching myself fucking Jack and for that split second I experienced, felt, the fucking through the head of my cock instead of the muscles of my anal canal. I locked away that image…

…and I heard myself strangely crying out “Ouroboros! Ouroboros!” as my cum erupted in multiple ropes from my cock. I kept squirting as Jack fucked me harder and faster. “Oh God…don’t stop…don’t stop…keep fucking…meee…” Jack slowed his tempo and then paused a moment with his cock at its deepest point, fighting his own orgasm back. “No Jack…it’s OK…go ahead…” Jack moved his cock slowly and rhythmically for another minute or so, and then he was fucking me hard and fast again…I could tell when his body tensed that Jack was about to cum and I “felt” Jack’s orgasm almost like I was coming again. He thrust in deep and blew a huge load, collapsing on top of me, struggling to get deeper inside until he couldn’t struggle any more. I squeezed Jack’s nuts as he was ejaculating - or thought I did - but when he quit moving I realized I was grabbing my own balls.

That was one of those ten or twelve minute fucks that was as good and as memorable as any assfucking I’ve ever had. We lay quiet and still, sweating and breathing heavily for what seemed like a long time.

"Holy fuck, Jack…how’d you fucking do that?" I panted at last.

"Magic," he said simply.

"Fucking magicians," I said and laughed, then, without thinking, blurted out, "Jack, please don’t ever stop fucking me." There. I’d said what I’d been thinking since Jack had entered me the first time the night before. Not cool, I knew.

"That’s the thing, Joe," he said, "I’m not sure I can stop."

"Maybe we mis•underestimated our attraction," I offered.

"Maybe," Jack agreed.

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Breaking in the roommate/6.

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