I was in my
third year at university at the time and had managed to secure a room in one
of the halls of residence. While it gave me a little less independence than
renting a flat in an undergraduate consortium it was cheaper and I didn';t
have to share with a gang of people I may or may not get on with. I had built
up a small circle of friends outside the student body, two of whom were Frank
and Tony. Frank worked for the local newspaper - an office boy climbing the
ladder towards being a junior reporter while Tony sat behind a cashier's
position in a local building society.
It was Frank's younger brother Mick who caused all the problems and gave rise
to the events in this little story. Mick had been counting the days to his
eighteenth birthday and when the magical date actually dawned he embarked upon
a full week of celebration. On the Friday evening he came out with Frank, Tony
and I for drink. Drink - ? Loads of drinks and he got totally blathered. Some
how it was organised that he would crash on my floor at college.
"You two are going to stay as well", I insisted, "'cos I
ain't looking after him if he starts puking everywhere !"
So that was decided. I had to scratch round for blankets and pillows,
borrowing from other students as best I could, to make three more beds but
soon we were tucked up and slumbering away the excesses of the evening. Mick
was a good boy and was soon sound asleep.
You know how you sometimes get a stiffy during the night ? ( Of course you do.
) It was about three in the morning when my sleep was interrupted by feeling a
rock hard rod between my legs. Nice one. Some of the best hard ons I have ever
had have mysteriously appeared during the night and this was a real bute. I
slipped a hand down the front of my underpants to explore. It felt good and
for a while I fingered round enjoying myself. If had been alone I would have
taken advantage of it to have a cracking good wank, but I wasn't alone.
Neither was I the only one awake.
" Hey, hey any of you guys awake ?" Mick said in a loud whisper.
"I've got a massif boner here."
"Good for you," Tony said in the darkness. "So have I. Go to
sleep."
"What about you Nigel," Mick hissed, "have you got a stiff dick
?"
Holding my dick firmly in my hand I pretended to be asleep but when Mick
repeated his question I answered," Yes, a real big one."
Perhaps there was something contagious about the beer we'd drunk earlier or
perhaps some strange cosmic force had entered the room to arouse our manhood
but something had granted three of us a special pleasure.
"Frank, Frank."
"What ?"
"You got one as well ?"
"What ?"
"A stiffy like me, Tony and Nigel ?"
"Piss off and go to sleep."
"Don't be shy big brother. Tell us."
When Frank confirmed that he too had a rod of iron between his legs I felt the
strangest of sensations, just like somebody slowly drawing a feather down the
length of my spine. Hairs on the back of my neck electrified and sent shivers
throughout my entire body. What a coincidence for all four of us to have hard
ons together in the middle of the night.
Mick was out of bed, across the room and flicking the light switch. The sudden
glare of brightness hurt our eyes. "Turn it off !" But any
protestations were ignored.
"Look at me."
My eyes slowly adjusted and observed the bulging front of Mick's pants.
"Let's all have a wank," Mick suggested.
"Stop being a tart," Frank ordered.
"You can talk," Mick replied, "you like a wank along with the
best of them and remember I've shared a bedroom with you since we were kids.
It was you who taught me how to wank in the first place ! Besides it's my
birthday, I'm going to celebrate with a wank and you three can all join with
me. Call it an extra birthday present."
"You're still drunk," I said.
"No I'm not," Mick smiled then with a hand on each simultaneously
ripped away the blankets covering Tony and Frank. Tony had his left hand down
the front of his pants while Frank had his right resting on the top of his. My
own cock twitched with excitement.
Tony snatched at Mick and dragged him to the floor. Frank pinned his shoulders
while Tony sat on his legs. Mick made feeble attempts to resist but only with
the slightest effort and was secretly happy to submit.
"Get his pants Nigel and let's see just how good his boner is."
I left my bed to join them. Mick struggled a little as I slid his pants away.
"Is that all ?" Tony scoffed gently slapping Mick's solid dick
"If you want to see a real boner look at this one !" He got to his
feet and stepped out of his own underclothing.
That just left Frank and myself to oblige and so it was all four of us joined
one another totally nude and fully aroused.
I'm sure there was something in the air that night, perhaps testosterone
appeared from the atmosphere and condensed in droplets on our four bodies.
Perhaps an aphrodisiac vapor of some sort penetrated but something was
affecting us all.
We had been fooling about for a while, challenging who had the stiffest boner,
who had the biggest boner, whose balls hung the lowest and who had the
thickets bush of pubes. I was oozing precum but although I had given the odd
stroke we had yet to commence upon that activity Mick had desired to add to
his birthday celebrations.
Mick was obviously having a great time, quite a unique birthday party, and I
thought he was about to move things forward and light the candles when I was
quite astounded by the new direction towards which he steered the situation.
"Frank ?"
"Yes little brother."
"Not so much of the little ! Fancy showing these two how to sixty-nine
?"
I expected a violent protest from the older brother but that was not his
reaction. Frank gave a slight smile and closed the short distance between
them. What the - ? I began to doubt the evidence of my own eyes. Frank lay
back and Mick positioned himself in a kind of inverted press-up over his
brother. Each took the cock of the other and slipped it into his mouth. I knew
I wasn't dreaming but pinched myself just to check. I hadn't had a wet dream
since I was a kid, was I going to wake up in a moment's time with sticky
liquid all over the sheets ? No, this was for real - I was not dreaming.
Tony looked at me and said. "Want to try ?"
"OK, if you like."
And so we too organised our bodies into similar positions. I lay on my back
with Tony on top of me.
Tony took my cock into his mouth and triggered the count down of a time bomb
in my balls. I placed my hands on the sides of his hips and steered his
manhood towards my own mouth. Nervously I reached with my lips for the head of
his cock and formed a kissing circle round it. I could taste the precum as I
started to swallow it deeper into my oral chasm which was gaping and gagging
to receive it.
It was a different taste, like nothing I have ever before known. I took things
in deeper and began to explore with my tongue the round symmetry of my friend.
At the other end Tony was exhaling air from his mouth and sucking, my foreskin
was being moved upwards and tantalised by the tip of his tongue. Although I
could not see them I was conscious of Frank and Mick doing the same. I became
aware of movement then Mick spoke.
"All change," he said. "Nigel you come with me. Tony have some
fun with Frank."
Mick had obviously done this many times before, although I knew Frank well I
guess I didn't know him as well as I had previously thought. I lay back and
Mick slid his body over me. In an instant my cock was deep inside his mouth
and the force with which he was sucking pulled hard to the point where I was
so close to cumming I could hold back for only a moment longer. But it was
futile to resist as the fountain of ardour burst its ejaculation. Hell it was
good.
Only when I was totally spent did Mick move and kneel before me. I moved to
meet my challenge and position my face above his waiting cock.
"Happy birthday Mick," I whispered.
With a gentle hand on the top of my head Mick pushed downwards and my lips
touched the head of his cock. I kissed it gently then licked it with my
tongue. Just the head a first, feeling the line dividing it. Then circling the
head and reaching for the stretched foreskin a little way down the shaft. My
mouth closed round it and drew it inside. What a feast.
Mick groaned lowly. "You are good Nigel," he said.
I tightened my grip and my lungs ached as I forced air from my body. My tongue
cured round the underside of Mick's shaft. The taste I had experienced from
Tony came again only this time more powerful, the taste of precum. It mixed
with my saliva to blend a wine more beautiful and with more bouquet than
anything produced by the finest Mediterranean vineyard in centuries of
production.
There was a powerful force inside that cock as it began to jerk and move
inside my mouth. The precum changed to the first spurt of the real thing. I
had but two choice to choke or to swallow, I chose the latter. Mick was
producing faster than I could take it in and I slipped my head away and looked
back to his grinning face.
"Happy birthday Mick," I said.
He grinned then whispered. "Would you like to make that Many Happy
Returns ?"
