4 comments/ 119064 views/ 31 favorites Real World of Wrestling Ch. 01 By: feelingbrave Round 1 Will, Bob and I had known each other for many years through college sports, nights out drinking and various other ‘guy things’. Though I knew they were gay, this had never made a difference in our friendship. We really had much more in common than we had differences. They had always respected that I wasn’t gay and had never seriously come on to me. Boy did that change after a night of watching pro wrestling on TV! The three of us were hanging out at Will’s house one steamy August evening watching the pro wrestling matches when the subject turned to how the matches were so obviously faked. Bob was making fun of some of the costumes and noting how it was always the women whose clothes seemed to get ripped off while the guys managed to keep their little Speedos intact. We all laughed at the sexual connotations and possibilities of some of the holds and moves. This took the conversation down the path of what would really make wrestling entertaining. Bob suggested that they should go back to the days of the Greeks when the contestants wrestled in the nude. Will agreed whole heartedly and added that to make it really high stakes, the defeated wrestler should be subject to the humiliation of having to satisfy the winners lust right there in the ring in front of the whole world as a penalty for losing. After all that hot body contact, it was hard for even me to think they never got turned on by each other. Laughing at the prospects of nude, high stakes wrestling on network TV, Will and Bob began to horse around in their own match. Before long, Bob ended up with his head in a leg scissors that left his face only inches from the obvious bulge in the crotch of Will’s cotton gym shorts. Kidding that he lost on purpose so he’d have to suck him off, Will let Bob go with a laugh. Once released, Bob half jokingly suggested that we all strip down and wrestle for real, just the way we had been laughing about only minutes earlier. Will responded that that sounded like a great idea so that he could finish what he had started with Bob. As Bob’s idea became less of a joke, they looked at me to gauge my reaction. Laughing nervously, I said it sounded like more fun for me if it was mixed wrestling with one of the gorgeous women valets on the screen. Pointlessly, I reminded them that I liked women and had never done anything even remotely like what was being suggested with a guy, particularly the loser’s fate. Despite my protests, the idea of having our own match seemed to take on a life of its own. Clearly, both of them were enthusiastic about the idea and wanted me included. The more I said no, the harder they tried to convince me. Even my offer to serve as referee fell on deaf ears. After a bit more friendly cajoling and a promise that if I lost they’d let me off at anytime I was too uncomfortable with what was happening, they finally wore down my resistance and I agreed to participate. As I thought about the prospect of engaging in naked combat with my two friends, an unmistakable bulge began to grow in my shorts. The sexual tension and anticipation in the air was almost palpable as we all got undressed. Quickly, I began to strip off my tee shirt and gym shorts before I had time to change my mind about what I was getting myself into. As my underwear came off, I was acutely aware of the sensual feeling of the warm, muggy air on my naked skin and the nervous, naughty feeling it gave me to be deliberately undressing in front of Will and Bob. I couldn’t help sneaking peaks at the two of them as they undressed nearby. Though I’d seen both of them nude in the showers and locker room at the gym and after basketball, etiquette and interest had kept me from taking good looks. Now, I was curious to see what their bodies looked like compared to my own and to see how well they were hung. The curiosity seemed to be reciprocal as I caught them looking at me more than once. As I watched Bob pull his BVDs over a firm, round bubble butt, the feeling of nervousness I had felt as I undressed began to change. For the first time I actually felt like I had permission to look at another guy’s nude body! I’d certainly thought about the potential of having sex with a guy before (be honest now, what guy hasn’t even if only to dismiss it?) but had never come even close to doing it. Now, here I was stark naked and about to wrestle for my virginity. My cock started to twitch and swell. Will noticed and gave me a sly smile. From the look of his semi hard on, he was also looking forward to the coming action. When we were all naked, we moved the furniture out of the way and dragged some cushions and mattresses to the center of the room to be the mat. The exertion, combined with the 90+-degree summer heat and humidity, made our bodies glisten with sweat, emphasizing our muscles as it trickled across our bare chests and down our backs. I watched as a drop of moisture ran down Bob’s back, over the firm curve of his ass and splashed on the floor. Will suggested we oil ourselves up with baby oil to make it more interesting. Bob quickly agreed, so we took turns rubbing the slick oil all over each others bodies. I’d never touched a guys butt before and certainly not his cock and balls nor had anyone ever touched mine. The feeling of their rough hands spreading the oil all over my sweating skin was exciting. So was the feeling of Bob’s cock and balls in my hand as I hesitantly joined in and oiled him up. He smiled as I stroked the oil into his hardening cock, glad to see I was becoming a willing participant. Enjoying the freedom to do so, I looked him right in the eyes as I gave him a few extra gratuitous strokes, feeling him swell in my hand. Oiled up and with the ring ready for action, we agreed on the rules. Since there were three of us, it would be a two against one, round robin handicap match, two out of three falls to win. The person who drew the lowest card from a deck would wrestle each of the other two individually. If they won both of those matches, the losers would have to submit to whatever sexual acts the winner wanted. If they lost both matches, they belonged to the winners and had to submit to them. In the case of a split of the singles matches, there would be a third match, two on one, to decide the winner. The singles matches were to be decided by a pin for a 10 count or submission. The two on one match could only be ended by the loser’s total, unconditional submission to the winners (we did agree that only one of the two had to be pinned or submit for the team to lose). Conditioning would be a factor as well as we agreed there would be no time limits. All that was left was to draw the cards. I went first and, to my relief drew a 10, thinking it would be high enough to be part of the two-man team. Will went next and drew a king. We high fived each other figuring that the chance of Bob beating my 10 was pretty low. With a smirk, Bob drew the ace of spades. My heart stopped as I realized what was potentially in store for me. I began second guessing my mental decision not to take the option of asking them to let me off easy if it came down to that. The expression on their faces as they ran their hot eyes over my naked flesh left no doubt in my mind about the consequences of losing. The first match was between Will and I. While I was taller and heavier than Will at 6’3”, and about 200 lbs, he was at least as strong and more athletic at 6’ and 185 lbs. His olive complexion glistened from the baby oil and sweat, highlighting the definition in his muscular, hairless chest and six pack abs. I found myself looking hungrily at his hard body, anticipating the feeling of it rubbing against mine as we intertwined our limbs in lusty battle. We started tentatively, silently circling and trying to find an opening to take the other to the mat, a process complicated by the slickness of the baby oil and sweat on our nude bodies. Finally, I was able to lunge at him, grab an arm and spin around behind him before he could get away. With his arm twisted behind his back in a hammerlock, I tripped him and we fell face first to the mat, landing with a hard thud with me on top of him. I quickly grapevined his legs with mine, spreading them apart while releasing his arm and clamping on a full nelson. The combination of sweat and baby oil caused our bodies to slip and slide against each other as he squirmed underneath me trying to escape. The feeling was so arousing I could have stayed there forever, my nipples rubbing against his broad, muscled back while his ass slithered against my cock. The room was filled with the sound of our heavy breathing and his grunts and groans as he desperately tried to work himself free. His squirming and attempts to escape me left my semi hard cock pressed squarely into the crack of his ass, something we were both very aware of. Every time he twisted or bucked against me, the tip of my cock probed against him as if it had eyes and desires of its own. The feeling was incredibly erotic, particularly when he (deliberately?) squeezed me with his firm cheeks, trapping my hard on in the hot crack of his ass. Thoroughly enjoying the feeling, I did nothing to try and reposition myself to avoid poking him. Realizing that I couldn’t pin him this way nor was it a submission hold, I released the full nelson and grapevine and swiftly moved up to straddle his back before he could escape. From there, I planned to turn him over and try to pin his shoulders with my knees for the win. However, as soon as I moved my weight up his back, he raised his butt in the air, bucked me forward on my face, and twisted out from under me. Quickly grabbing me by my calf’s and locking them under his arms, he spun me around in an airplane spin. When he finally let go, I sailed across the room landing hard on my back. Between the spinning and the impact of the toss, I was a stunned, dizzy and disoriented target for him. Before I could regain my breath or my senses enough to react, he pounced on me triumphantly, applying a body scissors that he squeezed so tightly I thought my ribs would break. As I strained to separate his ankles to relieve the pressure, my problems got worse. He reached down and grabbed my cock and balls, giving them a good firm squeeze and a hard painful yank for emphasis. With his legs in the way, I couldn’t reach his hand to try to pry it loose. It’s hard to describe the thoughts and feelings going through my head at that moment. The crushing pain from the body scissors was almost overwhelming and I thought of giving up if I couldn’t get away soon. This thought naturally lead to thinking about the consequences of losing and I found myself fantasizing about what it would be like to be forced to open my lips to his hard cock, what it would taste and feel like sliding in and out of my mouth. The rough feeling of his hands grabbing my crotch, rubbing, squeezing, twisting and generally molesting my oil and sweat slickened cock and balls only added to my confusion. It would be a lie to say that he didn’t have me aroused – his touch had me hard enough to drive nails even as I gritted my teeth against the crushing pressure on my ribs. Despite my fantasizing and the obvious physical enjoyment I was getting from having him roughly handle my cock and balls, I still wasn’t sure I was ready to have sex with a guy. Having me in his control, Will began taunting me verbally, describing how he was going to keep me in the hold so he could stroke my cock until I came and how there was nothing I could do about it. As my cock swelled from his manipulation, he laughed about it being so obvious that I was enjoying my torture. Somewhere in the back of my mind came the recognition that he was right - in fact I was getting turned on from being at his mercy. Now it was the sound of my moans and grunting that filled the room. After a lot of squirming, moaning and groaning, I managed to separate his ankles and get away. We rolled around on the mat for a while, putting each other in different holds, while grabbing each other by the cock and balls every chance we could. Finally, I grabbed his arm and trapped it underneath me, I maneuvered around so that he was on his side in a head scissors with his nose stuck in the crack of my ass. With one arm pinned, he clawed frantically at me with the other, trying to get me to shift so that he could get some air and I’d stop trying to crush his head, a cause that was lost when I caught his free arm, leaving him defenseless. The more he twisted and squirmed, the more firmly his nose pressed into my sweaty butt cheeks. I could feel his warm breath on my balls and the bristles of his chin on my upper thighs as they rubbed against me. Remembering the trash talking I had endured when I was at his mercy, I smugly asked him how he was enjoying the view and the feeling of having his nose stuck in my ass. His muttered reply was lost in the tight grip of my legs. Slowly, his resistance faded to no more than a token despite Bob’s cheering him on to not give up. I released my grip on his head and rolled him onto his back so that I was straddling his head with my knees, pinning his shoulders to the mat, a position that placed my cock and balls practically on his chin. As he gasped for breath, I asked him if he wanted to surrender but he refused, renewing his squirming and bucking just enough to raise a shoulder and avoid a 10 second count for the pin but not enough to have any hope of escaping. Enjoying my position of superiority, I decided to take advantage of the situation and rub it in by verbally and physically, taunting him about his helpless predicament. Slapping him in the face with my rock hard cock, I reached back to squeeze, twist, stroke and grope his cock and balls, just as he had earlier done to me. As his cock swelled to its full, thick 7 inches, I threaten to make him cum right then and there, reminding him with a laugh that now he was mine and there wasn’t a damn thing he could do about it other than surrender. Finally, after several minutes of this treatment and in danger of cumming from my stroking, Will reluctantly gave up. Savoring the moment, I stayed on his chest, grabbed him by the back of his head and boldly ordered him to lick the sweat off my balls before I’d let him up. With a sigh, he stuck out his wet tongue and did as he was told. His tongue felt so different from the women who had licked me there before. It felt rougher and courser than a woman’s though equally as warm and wet. I loved it! Bob shifted to where he had a perfect view of the action while stroking a huge 8-inch erection. I couldn’t tell if the lust in his eyes was from wishing he were me getting my balls licked or that he was Will, forced into submission. Seeing as we were all enjoying the situation (to one degree or another), I kept him at it for several minutes until I felt that I was in danger of cumming myself. After getting one last lick, I climbed off of his chest and let him go. One down I thought. Real World of Wrestling Ch. 02 This is the second chapter in the story of my matches with Will and Bob. If you haven't seen it, you might want to go back and read about my victory in the battle with Will. Enjoy! - Feelingbrave. The match with Will had lasted no more than about 10 - 15 minutes though it had seemed much longer to me. Needless to say, the exertion, arousal, heat and humidity had left me tired and even sweatier than when we had started. We agreed on a 10 minute break before I had to wrestle Bob. As we relaxed and had a drink, we engaged in some good natured banter about my forcing Will to submit and whether he had deliberately lost so I could sexually abuse him. He countered that I certainly didn't seem to mind having his hands and tongue all over my crotch, a charge I didn't bother to deny. Bob trash talked about how he'd get revenge for Will by doing the same things to me as I had subjected his partner to. Looking over at his naked, shiny, body, I wasn't to surprised that the thought of having him drag his 8-inch cock across my face while I was helpless to prevent it was making me hard. After the break, we reapplied the baby oil (I think more out of a desire for gratuitous groping than need ) and Bob and I began our match. Bob was closer to my size at 6'2 and about 205 pounds and in about the same shape. I noticed the way the combination of sweat and oil matted the dark hair that spread across his chest and down his belly to the thick patch of pubic hair surrounding his groin. Our slick cocks were semi hard from the groping/oiling, sticking out in front of us as inviting targets to grab. As the match started, two things became clear very quickly. First, the match with Will had taken a lot out of me, as I began to tire rapidly. Second, Bob had obviously wrestled before, as he clearly knew what he was doing. In no time at all he had me on the mat, flat on my back. Lying atop me, he grabbed my wrists and pinned them to the mat over my head. At the same time he trapped my legs with his, effectively spread-eagling me under his weight. Struggle as I might, in the position he had me, I could get no leverage to unseat him and he knew it. Twisting and struggling in vain, I couldn't get away. The more I tried, the more it served to rub our slippery, oiled bodies against each other in an erotic dance. I was acutely aware of the feeling of my hard, sensitive nipples rubbing against the coarse hair of his chest and of his warm breath on my face. Every time I squirmed my hips, it rubbed our hard cocks together between our bodies. The more I twisted and strained, the more intense the feeling in my balls until I knew if I tried anymore I'd have no choice but to cum. Realizing my predicament, Bob began taunting me, telling me how he could make me cum anytime he wanted me to, a point he emphasized by teasingly grinding his hips into me in a slow, circular, erotic motion that made his swollen cock roll back and forth over mine. All I could do was moan with pleasure and the knowledge of the truth - I was his toy. I knew I was done for but I wasn't ready to surrender. Immobilized and helpless, my mind raced as the implications of the situation set in. No longer a surprise to me, I realized that I liked being trapped underneath him and that I liked being at his mercy. What did surprise me was how turned on I was thinking about the fate that awaited me. Not only was another guy probably about to make me cum, but I still had to wrestle the two of them at the same time with my virginity at stake and there was no way for me to win! My body was going to be theirs to use as they pleased to satisfy their lust! How long ago had it been that I couldn't let my self to surrender to Will because I wasn't mentally ready to have sex with another guy? Now here I was, more sexually excited than I'd ever been, facing just that fact. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Bob kissed me full on the mouth! Surprised, I tried in vain to turn away from him but I had nowhere to go. He forced my mouth open with his tongue and proceeded to stick it down my throat in a deep French kiss. At first I tried to resist this invasion of my body, shocked by the brazenness of his act, but I soon acquiesced, relaxing my mouth and giving up all resistance. My tongue met his, twirling and dancing in what became an increasingly passionate kiss. My flesh tingled with the power of the moment, leaving me almost breathless. I have no idea how long the kiss lasted, I'd long ago lost track of time, but it seemed like forever and not long enough. With one last quick grind of his hips, my cock exploded. My body tensed and arced, pushing me against him, as my gooey load spewed between us to mix with the sweat and baby oil. The strength of my orgasm shook me to my curled toes as it seemed to go on and on in endless waves of intense pleasure. There was no need for me to speak my surrender. After a moment to catch his breath, Bob got up off of me, leaving me dazed, tired, sweaty and prone on the mat. Being kissed on the mouth like that had been a shock - it felt so personal. While I had secretly hoped he would straddle me and rub his cock on my face and lips as I had done to Will, I had been a little repulsed by the idea of him kissing me. The thing that I couldn't deny, however, was that I REALLY liked that he had forced me to have an orgasm. The intensity of his kiss is what had pushed me over the edge and made me come, something that had never happened with any of my girlfriends. I laughed inwardly. The first time a guy made me cum and it was with a kiss of all things! Will couldn't resist coming over to where I lay and reminding me of how I had humiliated him. He let me know that I was going to get that and more in the two on one match to come. Bob was a little more sympathetic. Handing me a towel to clean up the sticky mess on my belly, he reminded me that they had agreed to stop if I didn't feel comfortable with anything that was going on. I told him I'd remember but we'd already come so far I didn't think it would be fair to them if I backed out now. I didn't say out loud that I was actually beginning to look forward to my inevitable fate, though I think the look in my eyes might have given me away. I did have one request however, if they decided to fuck me, go slow and use a lot of lubricant and condoms. With this agreed, I prepared myself for the inevitable. Real World of Wrestling Ch. 03 This is the third chapter in the story of my matches with Will and Bob. If you haven't seen Round 1 about my victory in the battle with Will and Round 2 about my submission to Bob, you might want to go back and read them. Enjoy! - Feelingbrave. The penultimate two on one match began with them circling me, trying to get one in front and one in back so I'd be trapped and unable to defend myself from their attack. I knew that once they got me down their weight alone would do me in. Try as I might to avoid it, it was only a matter of moments before Bob was able maneuver around behind and grab me in a bear hug. I tried to get my torso twisted so I was beside and behind him hoping to throw him to the ground but his grip was to strong for me to complete the maneuver. Will immediately attacked from the front, grabbing me by the balls. With my arms pinned to my sides, I was helpless as he squeezed and fondled me, mockingly asking me how I liked being beaten by two gay guys (an unfair insinuation as I'd never been a homophobe). With his other hand he began to pinch, flick and tweak my hard nipples, sending both pain and tingles of pleasure through me. Every time I tried to move away from his teasing and torture, it brought me against Bob's hard cock, which continually prodded me in the back and butt. I had nowhere to go and no escape. Will continue to cruelly punish my nipples with his fingers before deciding that a little nibbling would be fun. The sensation of his hot tongue on me as he bent forward to envelop them in his mouth was enticing, particularly coupled with his continued fondling of my balls. I loved it when he used his wet tongue to lick the sweat off my chest while blowing gently on my warm and aroused flesh. It gave me chills. Eventually, they forced me to the floor with Will straddling my chest while Bob controlled my legs. Try as I may to get up, their weight was too much for me and I lay still beneath them. Will clearly hadn't forgotten our earlier match. With his thighs straddling my head, he began rubbing his cock and balls all over my face insisting that I lick them. Though I was in no position to negotiate, I refused knowing that it would earn me some sort of punishment. Bob provided it, rolling my knees back towards my chest and leaving my ass completely exposed. "Are you going to do what you're told?" he demanded My negative response was met with a hard spank on my left cheek. The burn hurt in an exquisitely pleasurable way. The first blow was followed by several more until, as I opened my mouth to moan, Will slipped his manhood between my lips and I tasted my first cock. I'm not sure what I expected a cock to feel or taste like. I liked the spongy feel of the head on my tongue contrasted with the hardness of the shaft against my lips. Not surprisingly, the taste was more like sweat and baby oil. With resistance futile, I began to lick and suck his hard 7-inch cock as he moved his hips back and forth, sawing in and out of my now willing mouth. Bob stopped spanking me and began rubbing and massaging my burning cheeks, probing between them with his fingers. With my head trapped between Will's thighs, my whole world focused on the cock and balls in my face. When I looked up, that was all I could see other than the flat muscles of his stomach, streaked with sweat and baby oil. His groans and gasps as he grabbed my head told me I was doing a good job of pleasuring him. Bob moved away from my ass and positioned himself to watch. After some time, they switched places and Bob demanded that I lick the sweat from his balls. Again I refused, waiting to see what punishment Will would administer. Standing over me, he grabbed me by my ankles, splitting my legs so far apart I thought something would tear, and placed his bare foot on my balls, pressing none to gently. "Do it NOW" he commanded giving me a light kick. While resisting may have been some kind of silly notion, the possibility of getting kicked in the nuts was very real. I stuck out my tongue and started licking enthusiastically. Eventually, Bob told me I could stop licking, got off my chest and pulled me to my knees. He grabbed my wrists, extending my arms out behind me. Controlling me this way, he told Will to kneel on the floor and spread his cheeks. Remembering how I had stuck Will's face in my ass before making him submit, I knew there was payback on the way and so did he. Smiling, Bob forced me to crawl over to Will and shoved my face into the crack of his ass, ordering me to lick and kiss it. It wouldn't have been my selected activity, but I had no choice so I did as I was told, licking and kissing the best I could. Will particularly loved it when Bob guided my tongue to focus on his puckered asshole. He squirmed back against my face and heaped on the verbal taunting asking me if I was enjoying myself as much as he was and telling me how he was going to enjoy shooting his cum in my face and how he couldn't wait until he got to stick his big cock in my virgin ass and fuck me dog.. The thought of what I was being forced to do disgusted me; I'd declined to do it for my girlfriend even though we had experimented with anal sex more than once. It was undoubtedly the most totally humiliating moment of my life. After what seemed like an eternity, Bob let go of my wrists and I pulled away from Will's glistening butt. All I wanted to do was wipe my face and wash out my mouth as I wondered what was in store for me next. Nothing I could think of compared to what had just happened. I didn't have long to wonder as they each grabbed a wrist and an ankle and, placing their feet against my sides, tried to rip me in two. I tried to fight back with the little strength I had left but they were way too strong for me. I groaned in agony as they tortured me, determined to take as much punishment as I could before my inevitable submission. I really didn't like the pain, but I did get a perverse satisfaction from knowing they were so totally dominating me and there was nothing to do but take it. After a few more minutes of torture and verbal abuse, Bob asked me if I was ready to surrender to them. "Does this mean that you are through with me?" I asked. "Not even close, but it would save you from a lot more physical abuse." he replied. "Are you still going to make me lick your balls and force me to suck your cocks?" Looking wickedly at each other, Will replied "Absolutely! Personally, I'm going to fuck your mouth until you get cramps in your jaws. We are both going to cum in your mouth and shoot all over my face. And you are going to swallow it!" "What about my ass?" I asked? "Do you intend to fuck me?" They both agreed that they wanted a shot at fucking my virgin ass. "So, basically," I told them, "Even though we all know that you can and have been doing pretty much whatever you wanted to me, the only difference is that I'd be agreeing to let you do it instead of your forcing me to do what you want?" They nodded that that was pretty much the case. I think my answer surprised us all. "Well in that case, I'd rather that we just keep things the way they are. If you want something from me you are just going to have to go ahead and rape me because I'm not going to surrender to you!" Without hesitating for even a moment, they were all over me. Bob resumed his position straddling my face, trying to shove all 8 inches of his still hard cock down my throat until I began to choke. Again and again he rammed himself into my mouth as I did my best to avoid gagging. Pinned under his weight and to exhausted to resist his assault even if I wanted to, I opened my mouth as wide as I could to accept him, licking and sucking his manhood. Looking up at him, I could see his eyes were closed as he played with his own nipples and reveled in the feeling of his cock in my mouth. Will, meanwhile, went to work on my ass, pouring some baby oil down my crack. It felt cool on my hot skin as it trickled across my ass. Slowly I could feel him working first one then two and finally three fingers into my tight asshole. Even with Bob's cock in my mouth, it was impossible not to focus on the feeling of Will's fingers stretching me out. He moved them in and out of me while working to relax my tight ring. I knew what was going to come next and looked forward to it with a heady combination of apprehension, excitement and fear. Involuntarily, my body responded to the penetration. My sphincter contracted rhythmically on his fingers, holding them inside me even as my hips bucked up to draw him in further. With a final thrust and a groan, Bob grabbed my head and came in my mouth, giving me my first taste of hot cum. I was fascinated by the sour and salty taste and the thick, almost slimy texture as it blasted across my tongue and hit the back of my throat. Greedily, I swallowed as much as I could. After splattering the first several spurts down my throat, he pulled out and pumped the rest all over my face, leaving me a sticky, gooey mess. I wished that there was a mirror so that I could see what I looked like with his hot cum dripping from my nose and eyelids and running down my cheeks. I know I must have looked like a real slut. I know I felt like one, covered with cum while my eager ass grabbed at the fingers being shoved it in. I'd lost all shame. Having taken his pleasure in my mouth, Bob got off of my chest and grabbed my arms, pulling them over my head where he pinned them to the mat with his legs. I watched as Will slipped on a condom. It was amazing how much bigger and thicker Will's cock looked now that he was going stick it in my upturned and waiting ass than it had when he had made me suck it! Lying on my back with cum dripping off my face and Bob pinning my arms I took a deep breath and tried to relax as Will pushed my knees to my chest so my asshole was totally exposed and vulnerable. I could only imagine what I looked like in this position. I know I felt like a complete and utter whore. Will moved closer and spread me open further with his thumbs. Raising my head, I could see and feel his cock head push against me. He pushed firmly against my sphincter. At first I could only feel the pressure and then the head squeezed in. It hurt! I took a deep breath as he rocked back and forth, each time filling me a little deeper each time. While it clearly wasn't a pleasurable thing, I began to get used to the feeling of being penetrated. Somewhere deep inside my mind I came to understand why men and women feel so differently about sex. Psychologically, it felt so different having someone penetrate my body than it ever did when I plunged my cock into my girlfriends pussy. Surprised, I realized that it didn't hurt nearly as much as I though it would having a cock in my ass. In fact, the burning sensation, combined with the fullness I felt with him inside me was driving me crazy with lust. As Will continued to slowly pump into me, I found myself working my hips to meet him stroke for stroke. I used the muscles in my ass to squeeze the hot hardness of him every time he plunged in until finally I could feel his balls slapping against my ass. I'd done it! I was no longer a virgin! Balls deep in me, Will let loose, fucking me faster and harder. Eyes closed with pleasure, I met him stroke for stroke, our groans filling the room. All I could think of was the wonderful feeling of him inside me. All I could hear was our moans and sighs and the slap of his hips against my upturned ass. All I could smell was the scent of sex in the air. Everything was totally animal instinct, there was no coherent thought. This was nothing but pure, unbridled, uninhibited fucking. And I loved every second it. I have no idea how long he fucked me. It could have been a minute, it could have been and hour. Time simply became an irrelevant blur. At some point Will slammed into me with a last, powerful thrust and roared out his climax as he slumped on top of me. Wild with lust, I continued to massage the last bits of pleasure from his softening cock by squeezing him inside me. Finally, he slipped out of my ass with a soft pop, leaving an awful feeling of emptiness where he had just been. "God that was so hot!" came a voice from behind me. "I've got to have some!" Despite the fact that he'd been holding my wrists the whole time, I'd forgotten that Bob was still there. Rolling Will off of me, he positioned himself between my legs and slipped a condom on his resurgent cock. Looking up at him, I nodded for him to go ahead. Fortunately, the fucking Will had put on me had left my asshole gaping wide open because Bob was in no mood to go slow. In two swift strokes, all 8 inches were in me as he hammered away. The feeling of burning and fullness returned as he penetrated me to new depths, further stretching my poor ravaged hole. Having come earlier in my mouth and on my face, Bob was able to last for quite a while. I tried to give him as good a ride as I thought I had Will, but probably didn't due to fatigue and soreness. When he finally came, I was more than ready for it to be over. It had been a long, physically and emotionally draining afternoon and early evening. Exhausted, I lay on the floor where they had left me and drifted off into sleep. Who knows how much later, I awoke from my dream to the feeling of firm hands massaging my chest and a warm wet tongue on my balls. Opening my eyes I saw that it was Bob holding my stiffening cock in his hand and licking me while Will was casually playing with my nipples and stroking my belly. I just lay there and enjoyed the pleasure they were giving me. Seeing I was awake, Bob grinned and slipped my cock into his mouth and proceeded to give me a long slow blowjob. I realized it was my first as Will had only been forced to lick my balls. It didn't seem like very long before I shot my load deep down his throat. He took every drop of my cum. When he'd sucked me dry, he straddled me and kissed me on the mouth. Unlike the first time, I willingly opened my mouth to his tongue, tasting the vestiges of my sperm on his lips. We both smiled with satisfaction. "Well" said Will "What do you think? Don't lie to us and say you didn't enjoy this!" Looking back and forth between them I gave a tired smile and said, "I want a rematch! Same teams, same rules. And hopefully the same results!"