Breaking In The Straight - Part 7

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-----------Chads POV-------

I knocked on the door to Danny’s block of flats, waiting for a moment before one of his floor mates Brady opened the door.

“Hey dude! Dannyboy said you were coming over to return some old sack or whatever? Haha! Come in, man!” Brady laughed hysterically at his own joke.

I thanked him, heading up the stairs with the ruck sack I had borrowed from him. Me and a few mates had been camping that weekend, and Danny had lent me his old one rather than make me buy a shit one off amazon.

I stepped into the floor’s kitchen, immediately hit by the stench of takeout leftovers lingering in the air. Brady stood there, casually dressed in gym shorts, his build and swagger almost a carbon copy of my own big dick energy. I knew him well enough, though I was closer to his flatmate, Danny.

“Just drop the old sack there!” Brady said roughly, pointing at the small free space on the messy table.

 “Nice to see you too.” I dropped Danny’s rucksack down on the floor, launching myself onto the sofa. “Was just returning this.”

“Right, cheers for that.” He stood looking at me awkwardly, “It’s just not really a great time right now.”

I looked up at him. “Not a good time?”

“Yeah.” He sighed apologetically.

I raised an eyebrow grinning. “You have someone coming over?”

He looked embarrassed, before nodding. “And they’ll be here soon, so -”

I raised my hand, cutting him off. “Yeah, yeah I’ll go, I’ll go – but who is she, let’s see some pics?”

Brady’s face was bright red at this. “I’m not going to show you any. Just fuck off.”

I stood up, raising my hands, defeated, walking to the door. “Fine if that’s what you really want.” I opened it, then turned to him again. “Wait, why not? You've never had an issue before. Wait, is it Alex?”

He nodded.

“Oh shit, no worries bro – I’ve been tapping that too. Nothing to be embarrassed about. I’m glad you and Danny suggested hooking up with guys to me – it really is a lot easier.”

“Yeah, yeah really is, isn’t it?”

I thought back to the last time I had fucked, or rather been fucked, by Alex. That cocky demeanour, he literally stabbed me. I needed something to get me back on top. “Yeah, and I could leave you to it. But you know – how about if we’re both here – let's spit roast him.”

“I dunno –“

“Come on, I’ll even give you the first go at his ass.”

“That’s really generous of you Chad.” I looked at the door to see Alex standing there, leaning in, his make up perfection in a tight crop top.

“What I meant was –“

He cut across me, “What you meant was you were offering my ass to another guy without talking to me about it – though for the reference I’m confident enough to know I enjoy bottoming, so I’d be game for it. But me and Brady have a different arrangement.”

I looked at him a bit surprised “Oh right so you –“

Brady, usually full of confidence, nodded awkwardly, his bravado slipping as Alex walked over and kissed him softly. “Don’t be embarrassed, there’s nothing sexier than a man who knows what he enjoys, or at least isn’t too much of a wimp to admit it.” My face flushed at the not-so-subtle rebuke.

Alex continued, ignoring me. “Though, if a threesome is something you want, Brady, I’ll be more than happy to make you feel good with Chad.”

I took a step back. “Whoah, I mean –“

“Really, have you seen his ass?” Alex took a hand grabbing one of Brady’s cheeks. I had never looked at him like that before, but I had to admit, it was thick in all the right ways.

“I mean, is that even something you want?” I felt warm suddenly looking at him, not for the first time. He was very similar to myself, a little fuller than me, his body was admittedly rocking. But right now I could only imagine how nice that might be to hold onto, to press into.

“If it doesn’t make things weird between us.” Brady offered again almost uncharacteristically awkward.

“I’ll even give you first go on his ass Chad, return the favour you were going to give me. Come on.” Alex led us both to Brady’s bedroom where he proceeded to take off his clothes, standing naked in the middle of his messy floor.

“Fuck’s sake Brady you could have tidied up for us.” It was good to see that I wasn’t the only one who got all of Alex’s shit.

Brady just shrugged, just like I did when Alex criticized my cleaning skills, looking at me awkwardly as he dropped to his knees, swallowing Alex’s dick, expertly sucking along the shaft. “Fuck, that’s it Brady, I love how much better you’ve got at that.”

I had to admit, it looked hot seeing Brady’s full lips moving up and down like that. “Yeah, he’s good.”

Alex just shrugged, “Get your dick out and find out.”

I took a minute, clearing my mind before I pulled off my jeans and t-shirt, standing beside Alex, waiting for my turn. I saw Brady’s eyes run up and down my body as soon as he saw me, reaching out for my dick with his hand.

I swatted it away, moving my hips closer. “Dude, come on, get your mouth on it.” Brady did so surprisingly obediently, moving his warm wet mouth onto my dick. “Fuck dude, you’re good at this.” I was really impressed; he was taking my whole shaft easily as I slowly moved my hips in time with his bobbing. Bar Alex only one or two girls had managed that.

I sat there for a few minutes, enjoying the sensation when I felt something hit my chest. I caught it instinctively, finding the condom packet Alex had thrown at me. “Come on Brady, hands and knees on the bed – I've got places to be.”

He slowly took me out of his mouth, keeping eye contact the whole time, getting onto his single bed on all fours. I took my place behind him, grabbing the lube off his nightstand, rolling the condom on my hard on. I lined up my dick, pressing slowly, feeling Brady’s tight hole as he started moaning.

“Yeah, it’s a bit bigger than Alex’s isn’t it.” I smiled, slapping his ass.

“Yeah, it is. Bigger than that smug prick Asher as well,” Brady said as he struggled to take me in.

“You never complained about mine when I fucked you?” Alex grinned back at me, as he started taking his position in front of Brady.

“Wait, hold on! is he fucking you as well?“ Brady started to ask, his question turning to moans as I started fucking him harder.

“Don’t worry about any of that shit, just enjoy this fucking I’m giving you, right Brady?”

“Fuck yeah, fuck that –“ Brady groaned before he was cut short, as Alex shoved his dick in his mouth.

“That’s it, babe,” Alex moaned. “You fucking love this, don’t you? At least you’re not afraid to admit it.” She looked at me, but I ignored it.

The two of us knelt there, me fucking Brady aggressively while trying not to make eye contact. Trying to focus on our ends.

“But fuck, he looks good.”

I couldn’t help but watch Alex’s lean figure moving, the rhythm of his hips, the flexing of his core, the little bite of his lips. I saw him watching me too, as eventually all our attention turned on the other one, Brady’s moans and groans a mere background noise.

“Fuck guys, fuck – I’m going to cum.” Brady started to whimper beneath me. I didn’t take my eyes off Alex as I started thrusting harder, slapping Brady’s ass.

“Fuck, Fuck, fuuuck.” Brady almost screamed beneath us as he came.

I barely paid any attention.

“Where do you want to cum?” I asked Alex, my voice low

“His mouth.”

“Fuck yeah.” I pulled out of Brady, standing and moving beside Alex who was jerking off as fast as he could. I started jerking off beside him, my left hand moving down Alex's waist, grabbing his cheeks.

Brady looked up at us, mouth open, and as shitty as it was, I didn’t care about him.

I just wanted to see Alex come.

A minute later I got my wish, feeling his body tense beside me. I rubbed his crack with my hand, hoping to add to his sensation as I saw him shoot his load, a thick white shot landing on Brady’s cheek before a small pool of cum ran down his dick.

That was almost enough for me.

Almost.

I turned to Alex, panting. “Finger me.”

“What?”

“I’m fucking close, so finger me.”

Alex wasted no time, a quick squirt of lube before one of his fingers went inside of me, pressing against my prostate as I kept jerking.

“Fuck Alex, that feels so fucking good.”

“Getting fingered does feel good, doesn’t it?” Brady said—to me, but I didn’t listen, didn’t care, as I stared at Alex getting closer.

And closer.

And closer.

Until I couldn’t hold back, feeling my ass clench around Alex’s fingers, my dick erupts, pulsing its load out. I didn’t even see where it went, I just leaned into his panting, moving my face closer.

And closer.

And closer.

Until I felt his breath on my face, his nose against mine. And I kissed him. For the first time I kissed him, disappearing into our own world together, making out for the next few minutes.

 Eventually we broke away, catching our breath, as I looked down at Brady, his masculine face covered in my load.

“That was fucking amazing.” He laughed.

I just turned back to Alex.