Cally's Move-Chapter 1

Chapter One: (1)

“Come here,” Cally motioned to me. He had stopped in the middle of working that beautiful piece over. His other two buddies briefly noticed the pause, but continued on. The moment was too right. At the back of their minds, they must have wondered why he’d stopped. A moment ago, he was lost in the fast stroke of his cock as he slid his left, then right hand down and up the shaft, intermittently pausing to use
both hands. He was proud of that and I could see it on his face. The once shy boy had now become confident.

Yes, there were two of his buddies there on that gorgeous spring day. It was a little after 11:AM, and with the workout over, they were willing and ready and so they had landed at my place.

No, it wasn't accidental, I had planned it in that way and could only hope for the best. Now as I made the effort to move toward Cally, I felt something akin to pure joy as I watched these three guys pump their willing cocks into a frenzy. I moved between the three. It was all about the camaraderie and the erotic nature of what was happening. Three fine males, all willing, and anxious to get a nut had chosen me as the token gay guy to watch them jack their dicks to orgasm. These boys were gonna cum for me and I wanted it all.

I could tell by the intensity in their eyes that each wanted to outdo the other and it was here that I found the eroticism unbelievable. Two of them were on the couch and Cally was seated on the love seat, his ample legs spread wide, his back hunched into the material so his ass was close to the edge of the seat. From this view, you could see the ample hair which wound its way from his inner thighs to the crack of his ass. It grouped there and it was a beautiful sight to behold. This was pure stud meat and Cally and his two buds were at their finest as they performed the ageless ritual of masturbation.

I got up o move to him, briefly letting go of my cock. I let my shorts fall down around my ankles. I started to hobble, but then impatiently kicked the shorts away. I was all too curious, in fact each move was grinding into my need, the desire to please each of them. This has been a long time coming, almost two years. With so many thoughts raging through my mind, it was hard to believe that this could be the start of something special. More than that, it was the culmination of something that I
knew possible, but which very few guys had experienced, Eroticism.

I didn't want to carry it too far but I also realized that these moments didn't come that often and the chance of getting these three studs to work a little more than their cocks was tempting, but I didn't want to push the envelope. So it wasn't strange that one of them, Nathan , had more than casually taken notice of me moving toward Cally.

Nathan, wow what a man. I'll get into the specifics later but here was a dude that at age 27, was the epitome of a sexy man. He was confident, in some ways, much more than Cally, and he had been with me since our first encounter, two years back. They all had, I basically met them together and our friendship had developed in that time, the four of us, slowly, deliberately moving toward this point, although they may have been unaware that any relationship with me would open them up to more than their young egos were ready for. Maybe, I say just maybe, because it occurred to me that I could be the pawn in a long sought after grouping. Who knows? It didn't matter. Any guy would cherish a moment like this, and I intended to do so.

I couldn't take my eyes off Cally's cock. Jason was too noticeable. Like Nathan, he stretched back on that couch, his legs, spread wide, barely allowing himself to touch Nathan. He was the competitor and he was damn proud of that meat between his legs. He slapped it back it back and forth. I knew he was doing it so that I would notice the muscled symmetry of his dick. It was proportionally perfect, cut, with thick veins which were accented in winding spirals as they wound their way up and down his shaft. A soft purple head, accented with a hue of pink blended into his piss-slit , which was wide, deep into the head, I remember thinking when I had first seen it that it was the deepest slit I'd ever seen on a guy, that his piss must be powerful, that his cum would explode from that momentous head in a seeking torrent. And, it had, on many occasions.

Then there was Nathan and the uncut smoothness of his cock, contrasted against the other two. Covering the head, Nate's dick was covered with a sheath of skin that gave way at the head, folding into a extended foreskin that hung away from his dick at least a half inch, or so it seemed. That sucker was a perfect docking place with another dude like him, but I knew he had never done that, at least I let myself believe that. I wanted it all for me and it was difficult for me to continue on with my prejudices against this uncut guy after seeing Nate's dick.

It was heavy, you know what I mean. When you took it in your hand you could feel the weight and it was smooth. Nathan didn't need any lube to jack his gift. An abundance of natural lubrication, precum and a natural sliding motion of his skin, made his masturbation a work of art.

It was erotic as hell to watch this stud, lay back and start his heavy handed wank on his dick. There was something about Nathan's dick that was ripe for every man's want. His shy, and yet aggressive way that he beat up on it could bring out the best in Cally and Jason.

I caught him fingering a strand of precum, lifting it from his head slowly so the others could see. He was a show off. They all were. He slowly pressed his foreskin together, letting the ample fluid seep from the head of his cock as he pulled back the skin to expose a very pink head, engorged, and seeming way too big to hide under that cloak. The he let the skin fold back over it, taking his time so the rest of them could see his manhood in its true beauty.

Cally had briefly looked over at the display. They were smiling and it was evident that each wanted to turn the other on. They were feeding off of one another. I approached Cally.. As I walked up to him, the dude looked at me, and I have to say it was one of most sensual moments that I had ever experienced with my friend. There was subtle, hidden allure in the way that he looked at me, his lips curving in gently to a small whisper as the throes of his ecstasy increased.

Blinded, by what was no ore than pure lust, my heart was racing. This wasn't the first, our times together had been countless in the past two years, but there was something about his look this time. Cally had something to prove, I could see it in his eyes.

He slowed his motion on his cock, temporarily gorging it at the base of his shaft, letting the veins surface prominently along its length. Holding his meat with his left hand, he slowly edged the head of his dick, encircling it with his fingers, touching it ever so lightly, caressing the the engorged head and circling it with his fingers. It was an open invitation and Cally had never before invited me in to his eroticism this way.

I knew Jason and Nathan were curious. I knew what to do, and unafraid of the others reaction, I bent down in front of him, all the while stroking my dick slowly. I wanted the moment to last. I watched Cally throw a quick glance down at my dick as I kept up the stroke, but focused more on what was before me.

He once again smiled at me as the words came in an almost forced whisper, I heard them, damn it! I heard them and it almost made me blow right there. But it was too early. Cally pressed the slit of his dick together. Early semen slipped through the opening as he watched my reaction. I was hungry and he knew it. This was the tease.

Then he did something I had never seen him do. He let it gather on his finger and brought it up to his mouth, pausing to look at the early release and then he stuck his finger in his mouth. He smiled again. I don't know if Nathan or Jason caught the action, but Cally was in his own world..

"Come on," he whispered, pointing to his cock, he moved his hand away, God,was it freaking beautiful. It took all of my control as I slowly bent down in front of him. Jason and Nathan were looking over at us. I could see the look of surprise and yet I felt that they somehow weren't even about to judge Cally. In fact, it was one of those looks that indicated that they could be willing.

When they saw the first bobb of my head, both went back to jacking, I could see with the eyes in the back of my head that they were excited. "Fuck," I heard one of them say. I wouldn't turn around. By this time I was immersed in the pleasure of Cally's cock.

I slid my mouth and down, gasping at times , slow and smooth on the next stroke as my hungry throat stole the thunder from his dick and waited for it to flood my gullet. I could taste his juices and I was in heaven as I tried to contain myself, keep some skill in my cock-sucking.

If I got too hungry, I could ruin his momentum, throw his build up off. So I slowed a bit, hoping to entice him even more. I took a quick look at Jason and Nathan. Just as I suspected, both had turned away from the porn DVD and were watching me suck Cally's cock.

There was a look of amazement in their eyes as Cally, for the first time, looked directly at them. He gave a thumbs up. One of those signs between straight boys. That was all the time he had before I skillfully engulfed his entire cock, head to base, in my mouth.

I held my head there for a moment, suckling at the base of his dick as I released and applied pressure with my lips. Cally moaned in delight. I could hear soft whispers coming from his mouth, dirty talk, that always turned me on and something that Cally was good at. I was his bitch in that pose, kneeled before him, jacking my cock as I sucked. I wanted nothing else.

Before I go on, I need to explain something, which is no more than my theory on the male libido. Put simply, males, and I'm no exception, wanna get off. They want you to do what gets them off and they're more concerned about busting a nut than your feelings.

In other words, they know that a great deal of your pleasure is derived from servicing them; therefore, they're not so hung up on you getting off because they know, especially straight guys, that after it's over, you'll love jacking to the experience over and over, long after its done. They know you'll hold it in your mind and in a way, your joy is so much more than there's.

Yours is lasting. That's the life of a fag. Some out there may disagree, but I believe this wholeheartedly. They're not selfish, but they know. They really do, and they're right.

Back to the sex. This shit doesn't come to mind when I'm sucking or fucking with some dude. I just thought I'd explain how I really feel. So I'm sucking this luscious cock, and Cally is loving it.

All of a sudden Jason stands up. and starts beating his cock furiously. He motions for Nathan to join him. The two of them leave the couch and move toward Cally and I. Well, I don't know what to say except that my adrenaline was going into overdrive. I was trying to control myself nut I saw coming what I'd dreamed about for a long time.
I had three stud guys within my grasp and each was turning the other on. I knew I was taking a chance when I initiated the mutual thing, but I really wasn't ready for them to be so willing.

Wow! As I sucked Cally's cock, I started drawing out the motion, carefully letting my lips gently cuff around his shaft as I moved slowly up and down. Cally's cock was perfect for this and I could see that he was enjoying the hell out of the this. I heard a few soft whispers escape his mouth and I knew he was into that euphoria thing. I could also feel him relaxing totally so that I could milk his shaft, long and deep. I felt his muscles tighten in his cock as I moved up and down..

At the end of an up and down motion with my lips, I stopped. I paused right at the tip of his cock head and began to ever so gently tease it with my tongue. then I covered half the head with my mouth while moving my tongue around the inside of his head.

Cally was breathing deeply at this point. What I hadn't noticed was that Jason had slowly eased himself slightly to the right of me. He was
moving his hand up and down that awesome meat.

His legs were slightly bent and his stance was strained,- a high intensity jacking stance. He moved his hand with a smooth agility along his shaft, intermittently titillating the shaft head with a finger, letting the precum coat the tip of his dick. he rubbed it around gently, as he jerked his head back in a gentle spasm of ecstasy.

Even with my mouth ensconced around Cally's shaft, I could see his slow and deliberate turn on, as he eagerly waxed heavy on his dick,, diligently stroking the entire length. He was showing off. He had some nice meat and he knew it. Cally had opened his eyes and was watching him.

Nathan was to the right of me. I was delirious with Cally's cock. It was almost as if I didn't want it to end. I mean, I had sucked this guy off so many times and each had been a journey into ecstasy. I couldn't get enough of him, but I'd also done the others.

Now, as if in an involuntary movement, my ass muscles began quivering, I shit you not! they began twitching. I know this because I work those muscles back there on a regular basis and I've gotten to know the twitching feel. It comes when I'm excited or have taken the quads to the limit.; lost like a lactic acid buildup that feels invigorating, intoxicating in its fullness. It sometimes seems like a faux
fuck when they start to twitch. It drives me crazy.

I saw Cally motion for Jason to come sit at his left side. For a moment, Cally disengaged his gorged cock from my needy moth and I was able to see it in all its
shiny magnificence. It gleamed in the filtered light which drifted into the rooms.

The sun was at that point where it cast shadows across the rooms. From our vantage point, we were outside of the rays as they streamed through the sheer drapes which spanned the large window. no one could see us but for that matter that was the last thing on our minds as we visited the stuff of dreams, at least my dreams .

Maybe they had known this would eventually happen. It was going fast. In a short period of time, Cally had moved the others, to come sit beside him. he motioned for Nathan to sit at his right as he moved to center. It was pure imagination, but it was real! they were there, these three stud guys before me, legs spread willingly and I in my missionary pose . I had waited for this moment and I intended to make the best of it.

"Slow down guys." the words escaped my mouth before I realized it. There was too much to do. I wasn't about to let them get over the edge before they feel the full pleasure of what I could offer them. And that's why they were there, after all.

Hell I know about these things with hetero guys. I know what their girlfriends aren't giving them. That's where I step in. More about that later. I had a choice now. Reluctantly, and torn between the torture of which beauty to cuff my lips around, I moved a bit to Nathan.

I was new to foreskin, but Nate's cock was, wow...it was so beautiful as his head tucked into the creased sheath which covered it slightly. As he stroked, he would take
he head, gently pushing it out so that you could see the wide piss slit of his dick. then he'd let is slip back, gripping the foreskin in his fingers and mussing it together.

His front load of early ejaculate was seeping from his head. I licked at it, let my tongue roll around the inside of his sheath, gathering up the sweet juice, salivating in its soothing pungency. I heard a slow, lamenting moan escape him as he wickedly thrust more of his dick into my mouth. He threw his head back and turned to Cally.

For a minute I thought that he was going to kiss him, but that thought was fleeting, as was the motion. He might have wanted to, because even a guy can get caught up in the eroticism of another dude. It was only the nature or better yet, the intensity of
the moment that had caused them to look at each other for that small fraction of
their wank.

There was definitely a glaze. I could see it in Nate's eyes and I knew I wasn't imagining it, but Cally seemed to be the same way or at least caught up in that time-that brief period of the erotic that has passed between them.

Jason was moving slowly over his cock, taking a second to follow the action of Nathan and Cally. If there was surprise in his eyes, it was hidden or absorbed in the timeliness of his stroke. He swallowed hard, that attempt for the mind to come to terms with the pure euphoria of the movement His strong lithe fingers gripped his cock, He was making love to his dick and it was pure man need.

He was centered and it was awesome to see him give in so freely to that need. as he slowly stroked. Jason was building in his lust. After a number of times, up and down the uncut shaft of Nathan, I moved quickly to Jason. I had something wicked in mind. Nathan was the darkest of the two, with an olive complexion and smooth as silk. He
looked to be a mixture of Indian and Polynesian.

His cock was the third in a trio of stud meat that was there, in front of me, towering like three obelisks to masculinity. You couldn't have pulled a more beautiful scene from any movie. It was just plain magic.

I got the feeling that amidst their delirium as the joy of manseed gradually made its way up their shafts, that they were in the moment and removed from any preconceived notions to their roles. Nathan didn't hesitate a second as I moved my wanting tongue to his source.

He let his hands fall way freely. He had cuffed one hand over the other. The head inched into view. It was real, bulging with blood, pulsing deeply within the head and ripe around the rim. It throbbed as I felt his pulse heighten in his dick.

I could feel the momentum as I increased my sucking. I wanted to taste this man, to salivate wildly as I tried my skill at moving him to orgasm without taking him over the
limit.

There were a couple more moves and he seemed a bit perplexed for that initial moment, when suddenly I stopped sucking his cock and drew away. But ti was only to be a minute and I knew that my next move might be controversial in the orchestrated ecstasy that I had engineered it.

I wasn't about to seek his approval or even solicit a moment of
curiosity. I had to make the move quickly and my actions needed to be so pronounced that he wouldn't have time to object.

With that, I took my mouth off his dick, lifted his hairy leg, and without aim, thrust my hungry mouth into his cherry. I found the soft center and dug deep, furrowing my tongue inward into his crack.

It tasted of man pungency, an intoxicating aroma of last bath and new sweat. He let out a surpassed moan that belied the newness. This was virgin territory. Once, a guy feels this, he's hooked. I also know that few hetero males have experience with this area of their bodies. its simply not done on a consistent basis by their female counterparts, as is true with males to females.

So back to where my tongue was: eating hungrily into that beautiful passion fruit. Nathan was overwhelmed .I know he didn't want to reveal the full extent of how this felt to him, but I could tell.

It's probably a first time male thing: he didn't allow Jason and Cally to know about the weakness that was the inexplicable ecstasy of getting rimmed. My face was buried in his crack and openly the momentary lapses for breath caught them jacking and looking down.

I saw Cally take his alternate hand and poke just beneath his balls with a single finger, just at the rim, searching, wondering about what Nathan was now experiencing. None of these guys had done this with me before.

I was burrowing so hard and yet trying to be gentle that I became lightheaded for a second and had to back off, but I wasn't taking my face out of this fine dude's ass. I was going to make him understand the sheer pleasure of getting his ass rimmed.

I stopped jacking my dick because it took two hands to handle his sculpted buns. When my tongue went deep, I could also feel the warmth of his bung channel, like a gentle mist that grouped in my nostrils.

My breath came back at me in the delight of that narrow confine. I could fall back on memories as pure male scent flooded my senses. But this could only last for so long. I had to stop and so it was with reluctance that I skillfully brought my tongue away from that tender confine. I was salivating the aroma of his ass juices had overtaken my senses and my face was wet, soaked with them.

I moved to Jason, who without any hesitation seemed to raise his legs for me. He had both of them up, whereas initially, I only had lifted one of Nathan;s. He was ready and he was damn well letting me know that if I wanted to eat his ass, he had no objection. There certainly wasn't any judgment there. I reveled in the ease with
which he welcomed me over.

My tongue went to work on him. Like Nathan, I couldn't get enough. Jason had slouched back deep into the couch by now. His legs were above my shoulders and his strong muscular thighs were covered with a deep pattern of dark fur, a weave of thick mass,
curling and intertwining, winding its way to the crack of his ass . It bunched there, tufts of splendid furry masculinity giving way to his center.

It pulsed as I hurriedly buried my mouth in his opening, creating a way for my excited tongue to slide deep, right past his crack, into the lining, where I rolled my tongue just inside, tasting the sweet inner membrane of his all so sweet anus. After a few minutes of pure heaven, my tongue tired, but best from the wear,

I was once again at my closest pal, While I was doing the other three, I was thinking about Cally. God, how I wanted for so long to broach the subject with him; to even get him to let me show him where I could take him sexually.

And now, it was there, waiting for me. Jason's and Nathan's willing acceptance of my overtures had all but solidified his acquiescence. I could tell, that what he'd said to me, almost two years ago, wouldn't ring true in this movement.

Back then he hadn't been into anal of any kind. In fact he even shied away from the
subject. It was sort of taboo. So I bid my time in the hope that I could bring him about. Recognize, that I didn't want to fuck him. Hell no, this was too much male substance to reduce my efforts to that. I wanted it and I wanted it badly.

So with much patience, I had endured our frequent gatherings, he and I. alone, sucking but no fucking. It had been fucking miserable, if not for the grace of his captivating tool which hung so wonderfully between those legs.

Cally's legs were like a stable horse, split and defined with sleek muscle that developed into solid thighs and formed the foundation for an exquisite ass. damn, how I had wanted to part those cheeks with my tongue, to let him feel, if only in a small way what it would be like to penetrate, to bury his weapon deep in my canal.

This time, I did lift both of his legs and unlike Jason, who was back to jacking his piece, he let them rise, but I could feel a slight resistance. I determined to ignore it and moved in somewhat forcefully, skillfully bringing both of them up, his ass directly in front of my face, and I slapped my face against his hole. Literally,

Jason and Nate's juices were still wet on my face as I made my way to his center: that parting, in his gorgeous development, the soft gratuitous cherry of a straight guy. This time, I lapped at his hole.

Although I couldn't see Cally's face, I could tell by the soft moans and once I heard him softly say "goddamn." I got an instant rush. from that. More than Jason or Nathan. It was important that Cally like what I was doing to him.

There had been so much between the sheets with us. The times when we'd known what we would be doing later and the girls with us didn't, yeah, we were the consummate fuck buddies.

Jason and Nathan had come after. More about them later. both of them have a story for me to tell and they fit well within the trio of my buds. Cally was prepped. He smelled like gym shorts. I don't how to put any other way, except he had that deep masculine smell that could drive me crazy. I could literally taste the sweat from his balls as a few drops of it settled down around my mouth as I licked at his sweet orifice. I
stopped my lapping and furrowed my tongue, sharply sending it into his hole.

Yeah. I could immediately taste that sweet flavor of the inner lining of his hole. I don't know if that was his sphincter or further into his rectum, but it did me good. My hard was throbbing and I couldn't touch it.

There was too much intensity at that moment and I needed to concentrate on my boys, in particular, this one. I forced myself, yes forced myself to pull my face from Cally's redolent hole. Jason and Nathan had gathered a sizable amount of pre cum seeping from their dicks. I could tell by the way they squeezed the slits together, forcing it out. They were watching me tongue Cally's hole and mixing with one another in their emotions. I could tell it was coming. I looked up from between Cally's magnificent thighs.

"Now," I asked him. he nodded his head with great reluctance and sort of rolled his eyes. The others got the clue. Nathan reached over, took the tip of his finger and I could tell Jason was just as surprised,- ran it around of Jason's dick head where a large visible bead of the glorious early release had slipped from between his
fingers.

He let it rest on the tip of his finger. Slowly, he brought it to his mouth . sticking his finger slightly in his mouth, he tasted his buddies ooze. He smiled. They released their cocks from their holds. We had agreed to play this game. The rest would have to wait. Man..! this was sheer torture. We all thought that as we gathered our clothes, dressed and walked out of the room. There would be another time.