My Friend's Cocksucker E5 | Best friends share mouths too (Patreon)

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Continued directly after the last story 

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“Oh shit…” My head hits the back of the couch. 

His tongue, man. His fucking tongue. It feels like the tip of it is cool but the rest of it is hot. Julio laps up the sweat from my crack, making me arch my back, and he holds my thighs apart to keep his face buried between my cheeks. 

“Slippery slope, buddy.” Ramon’s cologne is very strong now that his shirt is off. “Nothing better for a hangover than the king’s service though, huh?” 

I opened my eyes just a crack to see my friend take down his work pants. 

“Fuck!” My cock throbs, and I look down at the black hair of my cocksucker. Our cocksucker. Our… rimmer? 

“That good?” 

Julio's tongue runs in circles on my ring, and I smile weakly at Ramon. If there was any indication that it was good, it was my untouched stiff cock. Ramon pats me on the chest, then he kneels on the couch.

“Time to share.” 

My hole feels drenched in spit, and the humid sensation makes me shiver as the cocksucker turns his attention to my friend. 

“Uh…” Ramon sighs. Loud wet sucking sounds start, and the cocksucker’s head brushes past my thigh with each bob Ramon receives. “Oh, that's the good stuff. Yeah, suck it!” The texture of Julio’s hair is soft against my skin as Ramon pushes his head faster. “Exactly what I needed,” he says to me. “Hold your legs up? I just need his undivided attention for a second. Then I’ll give him back to you.”

“Yeah, okay.” I hold my legs up from the back of my knees, which exposes my wet hole more and I feel Julio’s spit drying in my crevice. 

Schluck… Schluck… Schluck…. 

Ramon's eyes roll back, and he shuffles forward, placing my left foot on his shoulder to help him get closer to the cocksucker. 

“Yes!” he exclaims. A bunch of Spanish follows that I can't understand. Ramon grips my leg around my knee as he dirty talks. 

Schluck… Schluck…

“Dirty puto.”

His dick was rock hard and shiny with saliva next I saw it. Ramon sat down on the couch next to me and laid back. 

“All yours, buddy.”

“Oh!” I moan loudly as a tongue, now completely hot, attacks my hole again. Because of the way I'm holding my legs up, his tongue goes deeper. 

Deeper. 

Inside me.

“Oh!” 

“Sheesh, buddy. I know Barbs was a bitch, but I didn't know she fucked you too.” Ramon chuckles at my submissive state. 

“She didn't… oh what the …” His tongue literally fucks me gently. 

“We don't got to lie to each other, man. Look at how hard you are. I'm not judging you for what gets your cojones off.”

Denial was futile because I was literally dripping onto the fur on my stomach. With the encouraging licks of Julio on my hole, I gripped my cock and started stroking along. 

Oh my god, this is good. 

“Is that how you whack your meat?” Ramon says, almost with an air of surprise. 

“What do you mean?” I look down at my cock. “What other way is there?” 

“Chalk the cue… frenulum polish…OK swirl…” he lists off rapidly. Even Julio stops to laugh, and his hot breath puffs onto my wet hole. “No one ever taught you two?” 

“Ah!” I flinch as the rimming begins again. 

“You're going to get death grip like that.” 

“What's that?” I stroke quickly, riding the erotic feeling to get someplace higher. 

“First of all, breathe.” My friend’s palm on my chest makes me realize that I'm holding air in. “You're gripping it like you want it to snap.” 

“It's not good when it's not tight.” I loosen up my fist and immediately fall off the momentum I had.

“That's the death grip. And you're doing it dry too.” 

“I can fix that,” Julio says. Like lightning, his tongue wipes up my ass crack, past my balls and up my shaft. 

SCHLUCK! SCHLUCK! SCHLUCK! My eyes must have bulged out of their sockets.

Then, he went back down, leaving my cock glistening with his spot. 

“Wet is always better. Can’t chalk the cue dry.” 

“What's that?” I gasp as my ass gets probed by an expert tongue.

“I'll show you.” Ramon reaches over. “No homo, alright?” 

“Ok. Fuck! FUCK!” An intense burning sensation on my wet tip synchronizes with rimjob. His palm circles my gland, just like a tongue would during a blowjob. 

“I can’t believe you haven't done this before. You would think being married to la diabla would make you a jerk off master,” Ramon says with amusement. “Let go.” 

I loosen my grip and Ramon's hand takes over my shaft. 

“Oh shit!” I crunch forward as he does long strokes on me, going past the head that I rarely touch by myself. 

“More spit, Julio.” 

PTUI! 

“Oh shit! Fuck!” I crash back onto the couch with the incredible session of getting serviced on my cock and ass. Julio’s tongue gets more aggressive, entering into my unexplored space, while Ramon plays with various strokes. “Fuck! Holy shit!” 

“Fast isn't bad. In fact, it can be really good.”

A fast stroke, right in the middle of my shaft. A stroke that feels like it’s pushing the motor along steadily.

“But you have to change it up.” 

A back handed stroke, with the side of his palm grazing the sensitive gland. A technique that makes me breathe more shallowly.

“A lot of lube, or spit.” Ramon spits on my cock.

Chalking the cue, making me feel the roughness of his palm. 

“Ramon!” I grab his arm and look at him. He smiles slyly at me and returns to classic slow strokes. “Oh…oh…oh…”

“You wanna blow?” He squeezes my hard cock. 

“I'm close,” I confirm. 

A tongue circles my hole. 

Ramon goes past the gland. 

Oh god…

Oh god, I'm going to cum on his hand. 

“Man, you have so much to learn,” Ramon says. 

“I can’t hold it,” I whisper. 

“Then don't,” Ramon replies, then increases his stroke speed. At the same time, Julio digs into my most intimate part. 

“I can’t hold it!”

“Do it, buddy!”

“Oh!” I squeeze Ramon’s tattooed arm as I spurt. “Ah!” I move my head to the side as the first shot splatters on my neck. His hand pushes my chest, so that I lay back, and I accept his other hand milking my cum out. “Fuck!” The warm tongue rimming me flattens to make me feel the pulsation of my hole. I grip onto Ramon’s forearm as he rubs the jizz out of me.

“Fuck yeah, man.” He shakes my cock, flinging the cum off the tip. “Do me now.”

Me? I look at him, but he's looking at Julio. The cocksucker takes him into his inviting mouth first, and follows Ramon’s crotch as he gets settled into the couch. 

Ramon hums with contentment while he gets devoured. He is a lot less passive than me when getting sucked. His hand grabbing a fistful of Julio’s hair, he mutters things in Spanish that don’t need translating.

“Suck it, you slut.” 

“Suck my big fucking dick.” 

“I'm going to give you a big load, if you suck it good.” 

“Oh yeah!” Ramon growls. 

And then suddenly the switch flipped in my brain.

I just got rimmed.

My friend, my only friend, gave me a handjob. 

He's getting a blowjob in front of me right now.

I got rimmed. In front of my best friend. 

In a panic, I grab my clothes and put them back on, completely ignoring that my chest and belly are covered in my jizz. 

“You heading out?” Ramon says with his eyes closed. “Mmhmm… suck it.” He slaps the side of Julio's head. 

“Yeah, I'm going to go.” 

Schluck…Schluck…

“Oh yeah.” My friend opens his eyes. Without needing a break from his blowjob, he bends down and grabs his pants. After some jingling sounds, he pulls my car keys out of my pocket. “Found them… outside the front door.” 

“Thanks,” I say as I reach out to grab them.

Oh my god. My cum is on his hand. I'm pretty sure that’s what it is anyway. 

“Tomorrow morning. Gym. Dad bods are not in.” Ramon reaches out a fist lazily at me.

Schluck… Schluck… 

That is definitely my cum.