Gayme Night Chapter 4 (Patreon)

All characters engaged in sexual activity are 18 or older.

Aidan’s words won’t stop echoing in my head. I want both of you to fuck me. They keep replaying in my head like a song on a continuous loop. Scott agreed right away and then ran to the quarry, zig-zagging down the winding path to hit the water without a care in the world. But he didn’t see the look on Aidan’s face when he asked us to fuck him. So when I pressed him on it on the way down to the water, Aidan just shrugged it off and said that he just wants to try it out. 

I’m not sure I believe him, but for now, I let it go and agree to his request. Honestly, the idea of fucking one of my best friends scares me too—but the excitement of finally losing my virginity, even if it is with a guy, has me throbbing in my underwear as we make our way home.  

Oh, yeah, all three of us are in our underwear as we drive back into the suburbs because Aidan forced us to dry ourselves off with our clothes before getting back into his car and wouldn’t let us wear said clothes because they’re wet now. So maybe I really shouldn’t be all that concerned about him, considering he’s still as neurotic as ever. 

The moment Aidan parks in front of my house, we make a dash for the front door and slip inside. Hopefully, none of the neighbors saw that, and hopefully, my parents don’t check the doorbell camera either. I do not want to explain to them why they saw their son and his best friends coming home in their underwear. 

We quickly take showers to rinse off the salt and sediment from the quarry and head back down to the basement after stopping by my room to grab some lube. 

Aidan looks at us, the nerves clear on his face. I step closer to him and put a hand on his bare shoulder. “Are you sure you want to do this? You can change your prize if you want.”

Scott nods, finally realizing that something’s up with our friend. “Yeah, no pressure, dude.”

Aidan swallows, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down. “I’m sure. Let’s do this.” He slips his boxers down, revealing his pale cock and red pubes to us. Scott and I follow along, leaving all three of us naked, which seems to be the default for us now. 

It’s awkward as three virgins look at each other for guidance in something none of us has much experience with. Scott breaks the silence first. “So how do you wanna do this?” he asks, looking at Aidan. 

Aidan doesn’t answer. Instead, he gets on his hands and knees on the carpeted floor of the basement, presenting his smooth ass to us. There isn’t a single hair there, even when he spreads his cheeks and shows us his puckered hole. My cock twitches at the sight and starts to thicken, but Scott takes the initiative and gets down behind him, pouring lube directly onto his cock, making it nice and slick. 

Grinning, Scott moves his closer until his cock head is rubbing against Aidan’s entrance and starts push, causing me to gasp and Aidan to shout, “Wait!” Aidan turns his head and scowls at him. “Dude, you have to open me up with your fingers first. You can’t just stick your dick in there like that.” 

Scott blinks, the smile vanishing off his face. “Oh, right. Duh, I knew that. I wasn’t actually going to fuck you without prepping you. I’m not some virgin.” He chuckles awkwardly. 

Aidan rolls his eyes and arches his back so that his ass sticks up more. “Be gentle with it. And use lots of lube.”

Scott nods confidently like he wasn’t about to tear Aidan a new one. I grab the lube before Scott can. “Maybe I should open him up first, and then you can fuck him.” Aidan shoots me a grateful look, and I take Scott’s place behind him. I pour a generous amount of lube directly onto his hole, causing Aidan to hiss. “Sorry,” I breathe, worry racking through me that I already messed up. 

Aidan shakes his head. “No, it’s just colder than I expected.” 

“Oh, okay.” I pour more lube onto my fingers and rub them together to try to warm up the liquid and then rub his entrance with the pad of my thumb. Aidan groans and drops his head as I tease the sensitive ring of muscle, pushing his hips back against my hand. Maybe watching all that porn wasn’t so bad after all. I work a finger inside, slipping past the resistance until it’s buried to the second knuckle. “How’s that feel?” I ask. 

“Good,” he chokes out. “You can keep going.” 

Slowly, I add a second finger, stretching him ever so slightly before scissoring my fingers. A third finger gets added when Aidan says he wants more, and soon, my fingers and moving in and out of him, stretching him until he tells me he’s loose enough. 

Scott takes my place eagerly and adds more lube to his cock before pressing his fat cock head against Aidan’s entrance. “Ready?” Aidan just nods, so Scott pushes in, his crown disappearing inside Aidan, causing both of them to groan. “Fuck, why are you so tight?” Scott gasps, squeezing Aidan’s hips with both hands. 

Aidan moans again, then laughs. “Why are you so big?” he shoots back. Incredible. Even when they’re doing something as sensual as losing their virginity to each other, they can’t seem to stop competing. 

It doesn’t take long until Scott’s buried deep inside Aidan, his hips flush against Aidan’s ass. After giving Aidan a moment to adjust to his cock, Scott pulls back all the way, leaving just the tip in and then slams back inside with one smooth motion. They both moan obscenely before repeating the motion again and again. 

Watching my two best friends have sex right in front of me has me dripping all over the carpet, so I stroke myself in time with their thrusts, holding myself back from the edge until Aidan tells Scott to stop, otherwise he’s going to come. 

Scott pulls out of Aidan, and I watch as his hole closes back up like it’s a magic trick. “That was fucking awesome,” Scott says with a grin on his face. “I can’t believe you just let me fuck you!” 

Aidan gingerly sits on his ass, his body flushed pink all over. “Once you started going, you were pretty good,” Aidan admits before turning his attention to me. “You’re next, but I want to try a different position with you.” 

He has me sit on the floor with my back against the bottom of the couch and climbs on my lap until he’s hovering over my dick. I look him in the eye and see that the green is almost completely gone, his pupils blown from the lust coursing through him. “Are you sure you want to do it like this?” I whisper. 

He nods, and leans in closer, his hole brushing against my tip. “I’ve never been more sure about anything. I want to know what it feels like to ride your cock.” 

Heat pools in my stomach, and my cock throbs with anticipation. He takes my dick and sinks down on it, enveloping my crown with impossibly tight heat. Unlike with Scott, Aidan takes his time, sinking inch by torturous inch down my cock until he’s fully impaled himself. 

Aidan throws his head back and just sits there, basking in the glow of what is the most amazing feeling in the world. I had always imagined what it would be like to lose my virginity, but this doesn’t even come close to how good I thought it would be. It doesn’t even matter that his hard dick is lying against my stomach. He looks unfairly good, his abs rippling as he forces himself up and then slams himself down again. 

When he tilts his head down to look at me, I can see that he’s so close to the finish line, and despite that I haven’t even been inside him that long, I’m right there with him. So I take his cock into my hand and stroke him from root to tip, teasing his slit with the pad of my thumb as he lifts himself again and slams back down. 

He builds a steady rhythm of fucking himself on my dick while letting me play with his. Up. Down. Up. Down. Each time he bottoms out feels like a mini-orgasm, and I can tell it feels just as good for him too, considering his cock is leaking precum by the bucket load and his eyes keep rolling to the back of his head. 

His pace picks up, and I start thrusting up into him, meeting him halfway, both of us gasping and moaning until he slams down on me one last time as he explodes all over me. My hand works him through his orgasm, causing rope after rope of cum to paint my chest and stomach. Then, Aidan’s ass squeezes tight around my cock and I explode too, filling him with my cum as white-hot pleasure shoots throughout my body like bolts of lightning. 

Scott joins in on the fun and kneels beside us, stroking his dick furiously until he’s unloading his semen all over us, mixing his fluids with Aidan’s all over our bodies. 

When Scott is finished, he collapses next to me and Aidan gently lifts himself off me, my cum dripping out of his hole and onto my lap before he takes a seat on the other side of me. All three of us sit in silence—the only sound in the room is from us trying to breathe normally after what was easily the best cardio workout I’ve ever done. 

Aidan clears his throat, looking nervous again. “I have to confess something to you guys.” We don’t say anything, so he keeps going. “I don’t think I’m as straight as I thought I was… The honest truth is that I’ve been curious about hooking up with a guy for a while now, and now that I have, well, I’m pretty damn sure I wanna do that again.” 

I can see the vulnerability and nervousness written all over his face, which is something he never shows us. “I—thank you for telling us, bro,” I say. “And honestly, after what we just did, I’m not entirely sure I’m straight either. That was incredible.” 

Aidan’s lips twitch up into a smirk, and he takes my hand into his, interlocking our fingers together. It should feel strange holding a guy’s hand, but it doesn’t. It feels right. 

“Well, I don’t know about all that,” Scott says with a grin. “I’m pretty sure I’m still straight.” He pauses, looks between us, and then grabs his phone to pull up the nude photo of Ariana. “Yup, still straight. I think…” All three of us burst out laughing at the ridiculousness of it all. 

Eventually, Scott gets up and hands us paper towels so that we can clean up the already drying cum. He hands one to Aidan and then says, “Although… if you guys want to do that again, I sure as hell wouldn’t mind making this a part of game night from now on.” 

Aidan laughs. “I think that’s a great idea, don’t you, Danny?”

The twinkle in his eyes tells me that game night is about to turn into a weekly event instead of a monthly one. “I sure do,” I say. “Now, someone pass me my controller. Next person to beat me gets to fuck me in the ass.”

The End.