High School Band Trip to NY: Part 7 - Chris Gets What He Wants
This story is from my senior year, 2006. As always, some names and places have been changed to keep my identity and those involved a secret. Everyone involved is 18+.
See profile for previous parts, [here is the most recent (posted yesterday)](https://www.reddit.com/r/gaystoriesgonewild/comments/pgq229/high_school_band_trip_to_ny_part_6_sneaking_into/)
This part picks up immediately from the split-second of the last one, as I had hit a character limit in the last part.
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"Can I get a turn?"
I looked down at Alan as he pulled off of me and sat on his knees. He looked to me as if for approval. I gave it to him.
**Me:** "Whatever you want to do, I'm here for it."
Alan nodded and looked over to Chris with a slight, affirming grin.
**Alan:** "It's fine. Come on."
I've never seen anyone strip naked so fast before, and caught myself popping my eyebrows at the sight of how excited he was, in all of the ways he could show it. I leaned down and gave Alan a long kiss as Chris stood right next to me on the side of the bed waiting. As I pulled away, Alan looked up at me with longing and peaceful eyes. Those eyes turned to see Chris' cock sticking straight out with a slight lean towards the ceiling. His cock looked almost the same length of mine, but was nowhere near as thick. Alan always loved my girth. But in the end, a dick was a dick, and Alan could work with whatever was dropped in front of him. I walked away from the bed and to the nightstand, opening the drawer to pull out our half-empty bottle of silicone lube. Taking the lube, I kept the lid on and walked to the other side of the bed, where Alan's beautiful and soft ass was propped up again, as he was now on all fours pleasing Chris.
Chris' eyes stayed open the whole time and looked down at Alan, until he looked upward and raised his arms and hands, resting his hands on the back of his head, as if he was standing proud of this moment. He was much more vocal during his blowjob. Lots of "oh fucks" and "fuck yeahs." I had to hide a smile, as it felt like I was a dad teaching his son an important life skill. I lost the urge to smile, and instead grinned like an idiot as I stared down at my meal: Alan's small but bouncy and bubbly butt. I got half on the bed, leaving my legs on the floor, leaned in, and immediately started diving into this small cake. The aggression caught Alan by surprise as he jerked forward, causing him to gag on Chris' cock. Chris responded with a laugh, intertwined with a, "All-fucking-right, man." Now that I had Alan's attention again, I started licking all over his butt, his soft cheeks responding with the raising of chills. The licking turned into a poking, as I came back to his starfish and started massaging and probing him with my tongue, causing his hole to open and collapse over and over around my tongue. Alan's moans now returned.
I pulled my face away, regretfully, and picked up the lube I had left on the bed. I squirted a good amount on the tips of my 3 main fingers and slipped on past his crack with them. He was still a little tight for 3, so I wiped around his hole and went in with just two. As I did, I stood on my knees behind him, ready to mount him, and looked directly across him and the bed to see Chris looking down at my cock near Alan's ass and then back up at me. I responded by bouncing my eyebrows twice before looking down at Alan on display as a subject to us both. He now felt warm and open, I went in with the third finger, allowing the tip of the middle one to massage his wanting prostate. Upon hitting and rubbing his g-spot, Alan pulled off of Chris and gasped for air, holding Chris' cock with a hand as he let is head off to the side so he could enjoy the pleasure I was giving him. A few minutes of this and I pulled my fingers out, wiping the rest of the lube off of my hand and all around my dick.
