Priceless Boyfriend-Material

Tina and I had just got engaged, and Marty wanted to treat us to a celebratory dinner. It might seem unusual for your boyfriend and your fiancé to be on such good terms, but they both accepted the situation and legitimately liked each other. And even better, I had the same relationship with Paige, Marty's girlfriend. We were all very lucky that it was all working out.

Anyway, they were teasing me when I came back from the bar, when Marty said, "Look at that hot guy! I think he's coming to our table."

Tina grinned, "Maybe we can get him to buy us a drink!" She looked at Marty, "But you know, now that I'm engaged... I guess he's all yours... or better yet, we'll just have to share!"

Then Marty laughed, "He looks like he gets around, though... those types are dangerous."

Tina lowered her voice to a whisper, "Dangerous, but you know he looks hung... there just might be a serious boyfriend lurking in those jeans... let's check out his ass."

Their friendly exchange spoke volumes about how comfortable they were with the arrangement... and how lucky I was to have them in my life. Marty made sure she knew he helped pick out the ring, and we just had a really great dinner together.

Later that week, Adam (my roommate) was staying at his girlfriend's place, and Marty was shacking-up with me. When he came through the door my eyes lingered over his muscled body, and those deep, brown eyes. His shirt was soaked and clinging to his skin, showing off his chest and abs. It looked like he'd been running, but I knew he was just getting home from work.

Of course, I noticed his jeans, tight and worn, but bulging with masculinity, specifically between his legs.

He grinned, "You don't wanna be anywhere downwind... let me grab a shower?"

I nodded, "Get in the shower and I'll get us a beer."

I sat it down, and talked over the hissing shower, "Beer's on the sink." Before heading back to the kitchen, I made sure to get a good look of my boyfriend in the shower... something I never passed up.

Then he walked into the kitchen buck naked, with a big grin, still drying his hair with a towel. When he tossed the towel onto the counter, his focus changed, and he ran his hand over my crotch, trailing his fingers over the outlined shaft. His eyes met mine, confidently finding the same burning desire that he had.

As his hand eagerly worked my crotch, groping, grabbing and stroking what was stirring, I looked into his eyes, "Oh fuckkkkkk... Marty, you are priceless... I know Adam's in the picture, but you and Tina make it work... you two are my fucking world!"

Forgetting what I was about to say, I trailed off but eagerly unbuckled the belt and pushed my pants down. When I pulled it out, it bobbed upright... thick... hard... and ready. He grinned, "My world, too... yer my world, too!"

Then he surprised me with a kiss. His lips pressed against mine, aggressive... assertive and raw. Grinding his cock into my crotch and clutching my ass, it was a hot male-on-male kiss... not some gentle kiss... it was a hung-alpha-I-want-some -cock-kiss,

My lips responded, and when his tongue entered my mouth; I pushed him to escalate things by flicking my tongue against his. That's when he grabbed my ass and pulled me tight against his body, mumbling into my lips, "Mmmm... I like this."

All in, now, I moaned into his lips... tasting him... feeling his hot, muscled body against mine.

My hand was drawn to the thick, pulsing, heat between his legs. Steely hard, it throbbed in my hand, and I held tight, savoring every inch of the hot flesh... big... perfect... fuckkkkkkk. Marty pushed me down, eager to satisfy his needs.

Looking into his sexy brown eyes, I wrapped my hand around his big erection, almost pleading, "Let me help ya out with this?" He just nodded as my lips met his warm flesh, and I kissed the head.

Shoving it through my lips, and savoring the thick, manly warmth, I bobbed my lips down over the shaft.

"Ahhhh fuck yeah," he groaned, gently pumping it through my lips. gently poking my throat to get a few gurgles, he groaned again, "Fuckkkk... you're good!"

I couldn't take it all, but he knew exactly how much I could handle, and teased my limits just the way I like it. It wasn't long before we were working together to fuck my mouth; he grabbed the back of my head while I gripped his ass, both yearning to pump it through my lips, faster and faster.

"Yeah... yeah... love this so much... fuck yeah," he moaned, "oh god... so backed up... yeah... yeah... need to empty my balls!"

"Mmmm... yer gettin' me there... yeah... yeah, my hot stud... my hot, fantasy stud!"

The quintessential, handsome frat-boy, is calling me his hot fantasy stud... but I'll take it. Even better, I'll always take his thick, manly tool... I loved having his beautiful cock in mouth. I ran my hands over his gorgeously, muscled ass, while savoring the musky arousal on my tongue.

Then his moans grew, becoming more urgent, and vibrating through my whole body. I felt the shaft swell just before it painted my tongue with hot, creamy warmth. Filling my tongue... filling my fantasies with his manly essence, our moans merged into a chorus of man-on-man ecstasy.

"Ahhhh... ahhhh... fuckkkkkkkkkkkkk!"

When he finished, I gripped his big, wet dick and grinned, "So how often do you fantasize about me? Do you jack off to the fantasies?"

He grinned, "So, the answer is often... and yes."

A thousand erotic thoughts flooded my brain, but I smiled, "And what did you think about me?"

He shook his head, grinning, "I... I really don't think we have enough time."

"Well, maybe you should just show me."

Then he pulled me up and plunged his tongue through my lips. It danced with mine, stirring his seed and swallowing it with a slurping gulp. "Mmmm," he murmured with a big grin, "Damn, I taste good!"

This was a fantasy I didn't want to end, and I smirked, stroking my swollen dick, "Yeah, you do... you started this with a kiss, but you're not finished."

He grinned, "Now, it's your turn... let me empty your balls!"

He dropped to his knees and wrapped his fingers around its girth. Eager and hungering for his lips, I was rock hard and ready when he looked up and saw my big ass grin. He nodded, "Well, they look full... your balls look really full... fuller than usual!"

He began to stroke my cock, as I leaned back to rest my hands on the counter. It bobbed proudly, inches from his face, and he started dragging his tongue up and down the shaft.

He was swirling his tongue over the head when I moaned, "Yeah... yeah, that's good... but work my balls some."

He looked up, saw the hunger in my eyes, and immediately switched his focus. Eagerly licking the manly eggs, he seductively tongued every inch the sac... it was intoxicating.

When he slipped one into his mouth and sucked it, I groaned, "Yeah, suck it... suck'em... suck my balls!"

Responding to the pleasured moans, he sucked, slurped and tugged the sac with his lips. As the pleasured sensations shot through me, I tipped my head back, "Yeah... that... that's good... yeah, that's good... work my cock now."

He looked up with an eager, giddy grin, and parted his lips. I'm sure he felt the intense heat of the flesh against his lips, and within seconds, he'd worked his way down the shaft as far as it would go, burying my cock in his throat.

I ran my fingers through his hair, as I watched him bob up and down, taking his lips all the way to the base.

Driving my cock all the way, and eager to satisfy myself, he let me take over. He started to gag once, but I didn't stop... pulling from his throat for a second and going at it again, after he recovered.

The whole scene was unbelievably erotic... and I was nearly ready to erupt.

He couldn't have known, but he was seconds away from a load to the back of his throat, but then he pulled off and stroked the shaft, "Mmmm, this's the ride... I need... I need you to fuck me!"

When he stood, he used both hands to press them together, stroking all that warm, throbbing cock flesh. I groaned, "Mmmm... that works because I need to fuck you!"

There're not many things more erotic than feeling another man's warmth pulsing against yours, sharing all that sexual energy two erections possess.

We headed to the bedroom, and he dropped onto the bed, pulling his legs back, "Put it in me... give me a good ride!"

The muscled jock beneath me was as handsome and as intoxicating as they come... but with his legs spread, and begging to be fucked, he was breathtaking. I lubed up and pumped forward, watching his ass swallow the head. I continued pushing deeper, as he moaned, "Ahhhh... god daammnnnnn... ahhhh... that's it... go deep!"

I could feel the muscled walls stretching and gripping like a vise, "Just relax, Marty... let yourself go... and enjoy the ride!"

When I started, he grinned, "Mmmm... that's the ride I need... a nice thick ride!"

Yearning to feel the whole thing, he reached down to grab my hips, ensuring my dick was grinding as deep as possible. It was buried to the hilt, and Marty was too far gone to think about anything else; he was as intoxicated as I was.

I gradually picked up the pace, flooding both of us with pleasure, that took us to a place that we fully embraced and shared.

Every nerve and sensation in his body seemed focused on the cock inside him... the sensation of cock caressing his insides was something we both loved... we both savored every second of the man-on-man ecstasy we shared.

Marty's perfect, muscled body and handsome face, all backdropped by sheets, that made his tanned body take on the appearance of the sculpted perfection found in the art of ancient Greece.

Pushing his legs back further, allowed me to grind him better, and I groaned, "Fuuucckkk Martyyyyy... uhhhh... uhhhh... gimme that pussy... that gorgeous fucking... man... pussy!"

Being fucked and grinded was exquisite, and he moaned, "Oh god... oh fuckkkk... yeah... yeah... yeah... yesssss!"

I got more turned on by the fuck-bounces of his big dick and took it in my hand... feeling the manly energy throbbing in my hand, I paused to savor the mesmerizing pulses.

I figured he was on the brink, where he was rock-hard, and yearning for release.

When I started stroking him, he went nuts, moaning, "Oh... oh... oh... oh, fuck that's sweet... jerk it... jerk my cock... yeah... yeah... like that... that's fuckin' hot... yeah... yeah... yeah... fuckkkk! That... that feels amazing... yeah... yeah... ahhhh... ahhhh... ahhhh... yeah!"

The added attention set him off, giving him the release, he desperately needed. He rolled his head back and forth, groaning, "Rob... Ro... Rob please... yeah... yeah... keep... keep that up... yeah, keep fucking... keep fucking... keep fucking me!"

Everything that had transpired had me on the brink, but I was hyper-focused on Marty, and nearly oblivious to my own needs.

That's when I felt it surging up from my balls and started pounding harder... and harder. With my dick pulsing inside his gut, I filled him with a massive... breeding load, "Yeahhhh... ahhhhhhhh... ahhhhhhhhh... take it... take it alllllllllll!"

I fucked my way through but shifted the focus back to Marty... his dick was in my hand, aching for satisfaction

Sensing he wasn't far behind, I stroked his cock faster and watched it take hold. Growing in intensity, his moans got louder and more urgent, as his muscles tensed and primal needs took over.

I saw the passion in his eyes... there was nothing beyond the manly pleasures of cock... his cock... and my cock. The world had vanished, and it was all about what we shared. I was grunting and grinding deep, "Yeah... yeah... fuckkk... can't get enough ass, and I know you love it... yeah... yeah... you love a good breeding!"

"Yes... yessss... love it... love gettin' knocked up... with a big... with a big load!"

It started deep within his balls, building up to flood his body with wave after wave of pleasure. He moaned desperately, "Work my cock... please work my cock... and grind me... grind meeee... grind me deeeeepppp!"

Then I felt him start to shudder, with every muscle in his body flexing to pump out a massive load. It was incredible to watch... just gorgeous to see. The memory of the moment still takes up space in my head, and I know it always will.

I worked him through it, as he exploded over his abs... then a rope... then another and finally the last of it trickled over my fist. When he blew the load, I felt him tightening around my cock, but the real pleasure was having my boyfriend's hot cum all over... on his abs... his chest... and my hand! it was crazy hot.

When he finished, there was this comforting calmness, a feeling of bliss. I was still inside him, savoring the warmth of his muscled body, and the way he was catching his breath.

I lingered, pumping sensuously slow into creampie... I fucked him with gentle, long thrusts into the pleasured aftermath we both shared.

Eventually I pulled out, and scooted up on the bed, snuggling in behind him. He'd turned on his side, pressing his body into mine, and we spooned. The shared warmth of our naked bodies was so perfect, but I pulled the blanket over top, and it was even better.

That's when he whispered, "Mmmm... for the record, that's just one of the fantasies I have... but making them happen with you comes easy!"

I kissed his shoulder, and answered trying to be sincere and funny, "Couldn't agree more... let's see if we can't make a few happen tomorrow... and... I have a couple in mind."

He turned to look back at me, "Well, what are they?"

I grinned, "I really don't think we have the time... I got too many to cover."

He responded, grinning, "You wore me out... but you need to be ready to go tomorrow."

I nodded, "Really... ready to go?" I snuggled into him tighter, "That's doable."

Totally exhausted, we both quickly fell asleep and experienced a restful, blissful sleep... probably the best sleep in a week or two. Of course, it was comforting to sleep together, but the sex didn't hurt either... it always makes me sleep better.

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That next morning, I woke up with him, on his back but still snuggling against me, sharing his warmth. I could hardly pull myself away, but I knew he had to leave for work, around 7 or 7:15.

So, I got up, started coffee and jumped into the shower, but when I was toweling off, Marty yelled, "Coffee's in here... come back to bed."

He grinned, "Get in here... your cup's on the nightstand,"

I went to slip on underwear, and he smirked, "Don't bother... you won't be needing those."

I got back into bed and took a sip, "Again, do you know how priceless you are?"

He sat his cup down, smirking, "Mmmm... yeah, but I was thinking the same about you... and I was thinking I needed some cream with my coffee."

"Again... priceless... but I doubt it'll take long."

He had a habit of pausing to gaze at my dick, almost like he was studying. I sort of thought the fascination would die off, after a while, but watching his eyes linger was hot as fuck... he was worshiping my cock... and I loved it. I watched him lean over, taking the shaft all the way to the root.

His throat caressed the head, as he bobbed his lips up and down the shaft... but then he pulled off and looked into my eyes, "Coffee's better with your cream!"

Then dragging his tongue up the shaft to swirl over the crown, he grinned, "But this tastes even better!" He took it back into his lips and started pumping my cock in and out of his throat, as pleasured moans fell from my lips, "Mmmm... Marty... yeah... yeah Marty... make me cum... yeah, keep it up... make me cum!"

With little warning, I felt that familiar throb in my balls, yearning for the ecstasy of release... I started thrusting, grinding my pubes into his face, and fucking his throat. Gripping his head, I moaned, "Fuck... yeah... yeah... yeah that's it... take that dick... ahhhh... ahhhh... fuck, take it... fuuuuccckkkkkk!"

The pleasured waves swept through me and my body shuddered. Tightening my grip on his head, I buried my cock deep and pumped my load down his throat.

When he felt the heat hit the back of his throat, he gurgled around its girth, and I groaned, "Fuccckkkkk!"

It felt like the cum was flowing like a garden hose, and my eyes were glued to Marty. His lips were stretched tight around the base, but you could still see the root flex with each pulse.

Savoring each throbbing flex between his lips, Marty held on tight, nearly getting every last drop.

When I pulled my cock from his lips, I grinned, "That didn't take long."

He shook his head, "No it didn't... but I'm just good... and priceless, that way."

I nodded, "Priceless... you are priceless."

There was just a dribble left on his chin that he licked off, before taking another sip, "Mmmm... that's the perfect cup of coffee... right there."

I grinned from ear to ear, "Whenever you go out for coffee, you just don't get that kind of service... the fresh cream... or the blowjob"

My dick started to soften, hanging heavy between my legs, but Marty leaned in and brought it to his lips, slurping the last lingering drop from the tip.

He took another sip of his coffee, "Again... that's a perfect cup of coffee."

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Later that evening, I was driving us to the restaurant, when Marty leaned over to grope me, grinning, "You know I never wanna drink on an empty stomach... what do you think?"

"I'm beginning to see a pattern... I think this and coffee this morning might be somebody's fantasies."

He looked up, grinning, "Yeah... they are."

I smirked, "Then go for it... wouldn't want you to get drunk or deprive you of a fantasy."

I helped him take it out and then I moved the seat back to give him more room. I was about to tell him I wanted his throat, but before I could say a word, he dipped down and took it into his mouth. I was moaning, but thinking over and over... oh god give me your throat... give me your throat... give me your... throat."

His lips slid down the shaft, with his head bobbing slowly, deeper and deeper, until it pushed into his throat.

That's when I moaned, "Oh god yes... throat that dick!"

We were going out to dinner with my roommate Adam, his girlfriend Crissy and one of her girlfriends, Kylee. Kylee was engaged to a minister... so Marty and I didn't really know what to expect. Marty had his lips wrapped around my dick, but I found myself wondering if this chick was going to be prudish... or opposed to drinking.

Marty was going at it, hard and fast... determined to get what he wanted, he rode my cock with his throat till he got it. I felt it coming and had to pull onto the shoulder... I nearly hit the curb, but Marty got his fill.

My cock throbbed in his throat, and he tightened his lips around the shaft, as I fired my load down his throat.

We sat there as the cars passed us by, but before I could start driving, I wanted to gather my shit. Then he popped off my cock, lips glistening, eyes bright and proud... just like a kid who just knocked one out of the park.

He was licking his lips, "Mmmm... that's a perfect way to start the night out."

It turned out to be a very nice dinner with great conversation... and Kylee surprised me

When we got home the three of us had another beer, of course... and shot the shit. I started out, "That Kylee's a looker... she certainly doesn't dress like a minister's fiancée... but I think I could see god in that tight little dress... she was smokin' hot!"

Adam laughed, "I guess I could've told you what to expect... Crissy even jokes about Jake, the fiancée, finding heaven between her legs."

Marty laughed, "I could see that."

Then Adam grinned nervously, "You know... that could be said about you two... you both got some heaven between your legs."

Marty grinned, "Eight inches... eight inches of heaven... Adam, that sounds like a proposition."

I pushed my shorts and underwear down, letting it bob free, "Is this the heaven you're talking about?"

I had a semi, just hard enough to bob some, but still hanging heavy, when Adam smirked, "Yeah, that's the heaven!"

I looked over at Marty, "Well dude, take it out... show him yours!"

Marty eagerly complied, pushing his shorts and underwear down and letting it bob free. Adam moaned, "Fuck yeah... that's more heaven for me!"

With his eyes darting back and forth, he couldn't hardly take his eyes off either one of us, immediately grabbing both dicks, one in each hand.

Excited by how they were pulsing and growing in his hands, he immediately started stroking, and I grinned, "Well... that feels like heaven."

Adam smiled, "It does to me, too... mmmm!"

Admiring their manly presence that had forever changed him, he breathed deep and eagerly stroked them to a throbbing hardness. He desperately yearned to suck them both, and his eyes shifted from cock to cock, unsure of which one to do first... but confident he'd get to please them both.

I urged him to go down on Marty, "I got head on the way to the restaurant... now, it's his turn."

He grinned, "You got road head! I guess it would be Marty's turn then."

He filled his mouth even though it was only the top half and worked his lips up and down his Marty's dick.

He aggressively bobbed on his dick, pulling off a couple times to savor the gorgeously veined shaft with his tongue. Then, at one point, he pulled off and swirled his tongue over his balls, leaving them wet and glistening with spit.

He laughed with Marty's dick being pressed into his face, "Oh my god, it's thick... feels like a massive hot sausage or brat!" Then he licked up and down the length of his dick again... this time it was about a dozen passes before he went back to bobbing his lips over the shaft.

Eventually, Marty grabbed the back of his head and started fucking his mouth, as Adam savored the sight of the long, thick shaft pumping through his lips. I'm think he was getting precum, because he pulled back some and moaned into the head; it was garbled, but it sounded like, "Mmmm... thaz good... soooo gooo."

I caught Marty admiring me as I stroked my cock, and when our eyes met, he grinned, "I think you needs some attention... Adam, Rob needs your mouth!"

Once Adam pulled off, Marty slapped his dick hard several times to push things back, and he grinned, "Just in time, too... almost lost my shit there."

The thick weight of Marty's cock swayed heavy over his pubes, rock hard and achingly swollen, but Adam eagerly scooted over, and I pressed my cock into his lips. Eagerly, he used both hands to guide my dick to his mouth and drive it deeper.

"Mmmm... that's it... that's the attention I need... yeah, that's it!"

Just like with Marty's, Adam couldn't stop watching the long, thick shaft bob through his lips... he loved everything about sucking cock. If his mouth hadn't been stuffed-full, he'd be grinning from ear to ear. Each time he took it as deep as he could, gurgling around the head whenever it met his throat.

Rocking his head back and forth and dragging his lips up and down the shaft, he couldn't get enough. It had his dick rock hard, and aching for more... aching for cum... and aching for release. So intensely focused, he had my cock throbbing with pleasure, and I moaned, "Fuccckkk... Adam... that... that feels damn... good... so damn good!"

He pulled off and grinned, "Thank you... makes me feel good too."

Opening wide with his tongue extended, he took the swollen head back between his lips and lavished all his attention on it. Working the ridge, he swirled his tongue all over, sending pleasured shudders through my body.

As the pleasure mounted, it started drooling precum and he started slurping. I noticed Marty jacking his big dick with some urgency, but he moaned, "Yeah, use that mouth... yeah... yeah... yeah, fuck it... fuck it hard... give'm that load!"

At some point, he ceded control, and I took over, and started fucking his face. It wasn't long before the pleasure took over, and my balls tightened, tipping my head back and heaving my chest out, "Fuuuuucccckkkk!"

My cock throbbed with ecstasy and painted his tongue. The load was meager, but he savored every drop, as the creamy warmth coated his tongue and ran down his throat... I knew he was feeling the same pleasure that I felt.

When the waves subsided, I slowly humped forward and kept it there, throbbing in his lips. It was perfect... so perfect, I couldn't hardly pull out, "Fuck yeah... fuck... that was crazy... I'm still shaking."

That's when Marty couldn't hold back and his erection swelled. Using both hands to jack his dick, he shuddered, aiming the big, throbbing erection at Adam.

He grunted with pleasure and wildly jacked his big, drooling dick; I watched it flex with the first pulse, as cum splashed over Adam's cheek, but even better... that cheek was bulging out with his mouthful of cock... my cock.

Marty had drained me twice that day... but this time, it was his turn to drain his balls. With both hands, he wildly worked his big dick, swelling to shoot again and a thick strand slapped over Adam's cheek. Before Adam even had a chance to breathe, another strand coated his lips.

Marty leaned forward to steady himself on Adam's shoulders, and groaning satisfaction, "Fuck! I needed that one... bad!"

When I pulled my dick from his lips, Adam started beaming, ecstatic that he got two loads... and straining his tongue to clean Marty's from his face. Then Marty noticed we were both still mostly erect and grinned, "You know we can probably show you more heaven."

I knew exactly where Marty was going, and smirked, "Yeah, just bend over and we'll show'ya more."

Marty looked over at me laughing, "You know... you are a fucking animal... blowin' three loads today and you're ready for more."

As Marty ran into the bedroom, he looked back, grinning, "I'll get the lube... and keep that animal hard."

I looked at Adam, "He's fucking priceless... Marty's priceless!"

Adam paused not knowing what to say, but then nodding, "Yeah... yeah, he is... you got a keeper." Then he grinned, "I'd say he's definitely a keeper... priceless boyfriend-material!"

He was bending over the couch and bringing a fingerful of Marty's cum up to his lips, when I grinned, "Adam you're priceless, too... takin'a face full... slurpin' down two loads and fucking ready for more... that's priceless!"

When Marty came back into the room, he smiled, "Got it... got the lube!" He gave his dick a few quick strokes, teasing Adam, "And we both got some heaven for'ya!"

I watched Adam smile at me and nod, "See boyfriend material! Priceless as fuck... boyfriend material!"

Marty laughed, "Hey, I'm taken... just sharin' some of this heaven!"

Then he gave me a steamy kiss, and grinned, "Try to save some for me... I might need some, too."

I looked at him, knowing he was a keeper... Marty still takes up space in my head, and I hope he always will.