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would’ve called him all manner of names if I wasn’t so busy writhing
    because of his tongue being back against my ass and apparently doing its level best to get inside me. I reached down to grab my cock, but he knocked my hand away and—
    muffled by my cheeks—told me “that’s mine” in a tone that obviously meant he’d
    accept no argument. So I lay back, braced my arms above my head, and concentrated on feeling the most incredible, sexually-intense sensation my body had ever experienced.
    I didn’t even flinch—well, not for any reason other than pleasure anyway—when
    he used his fingers to pull at me, letting him dig his tongue farther in. His other hand was keeping up a languid rhythm on my shaft, and my balls were buzzing with frantic eagerness; my pubes were matted and tangled with sweat and the sticky evidence of
    my excitement. Craig changed hands at least once, and I knew it was those same juices that were easing the entry of his finger into me, twisting a digit into the hot, twitching confines of my ass.
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    I admit it, part of my brain was wondering what it might be like to get fucked,
    whether another guy’s dick would feel the same as that finger did and the tongue just before it. But I still wasn’t ready for that and for the inevitable questions it would spark in me. I couldn’t ask myself why, as someone who knew he was straight, I might also enjoy getting nailed in the ass.
    A finger in there, though, or maybe two, corkscrewing around and making my
    pleasure centers light up in ways I’d never felt before? Oh sure, that I could handle!
    He had two in me now, and his tongue was bathing my nuts and getting the light
    fuzz of hair across them fully slicked down. I’d always been pretty regular on
    trimming—a habit I’d picked up and stuck with from my swim-team days—and the
    feel of Craig lapping at the near-naked skin was incredible.
    He didn’t stop there, though, and soon his tongue was making its way up the side
    of my cock, until he had the wet head lodged back between his lips. I didn’t know who he’d been practicing on, but he gave an awesome blowjob. My hips weren’t sure
    whether to hump up, drive more dick into his mouth to see if I could test his gag reflex, or to buck down and hopefully push his probing fingers in farther.
    I settled on a mix of the two, alternately fucking his face and twisting my ass on his hand. I could hear a wet slapping too. “Dude, are you jerking off?” Craig looked up at me, the knob of my cock bulging obscenely from his cheek, and made a sort of “mm-hmm” mumble through glistening lips. I laughed. “Get the fuck up here, idiot. I want to watch.”
    And I did, I really did want to watch. I don’t know why. I guess I just felt
    particularly close to him at that moment, and all this wasn’t just about my getting off.
    He climbed up onto the bed next to me, letting his fingers slip out of my hole for a moment but keeping the tips circling around the eager entrance. On all fours now, he bent back down and impaled his mouth on me, taking it deep until his face was ground into my pelvis.
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    I hissed at the feel of his throat gulping around my hardness, and then again,
    louder as he jammed two fingers at once into me. Craig reached under himself and
    gripped his dick with a hand dripping with my precum, and I watched as he jerked
    himself while servicing me.
    He was skinny, sure. I could see the contours of his ribs when he held his breath, and the inward curve of his stomach meant his junk was clearly on view beneath him.
    Black hair tumbled down over his eyes as he blew me, but other than that and some
    dark hair under his arms and around his crotch he was smooth all over as far as I could see. I reached out, flicked at his nipple, and he recoiled as if stung—though he was careful not to let me slip out of his mouth—so I did it again, enjoying the way the depths of his throat shuddered on my