"Right... now keep focussing on George's hole, okay?" Fred nodded while Brant opened a drawer in the beside table, producing a bottle of lube. Fred's eyes glazed over as he remained focussed on George's ass.
"So now you'll need to take your clothes off Fred, you're going to get naked and it's going to feel sooooo good, you're just going to feel so warm and loved,"
Fred began to undress, first pulling his shirt up over his head. Brant watched, appreciating the boys skinny frame and swimmers build. The broad shoulders, tapered torso and hairless body; soon to be followed by the reveal of a long skinny cock and muscular thighs. Fred stepped out of his clothes without breaking eye contact with his friends buttocks.
"Naked feels sooo good, but you know what would feel better Fred? Putting your cock in that big hairy pussy you see. Wouldn't that be great?" Brant turned over Fred's hand and squirted a out a huge glob of lube. "You should touch yourself and get yourself hard Fred, it'll feel so good,"
Placing his lubed up hand on his lengthy penis, Fred began to slowly masturbate in front of Brant. Quietly, Brant stepped onto the bed and over top of George. He squeezed the bottle of lube onto his butt crack, massaging it into his ass with a finger.
"Now you feel so good Fred, you're doing SUCH a good job focussing, you feel SO good, you're going to come stick your penis in this big hairy vagina you love sooo much, cmon Fred, get up on the bed,"
Brant moved away as his friend kneeled on the mattress and brought his trim frame close enough to George to place the tip of his cock at his entrance. Without moving a muscle, George's thrusts caught the head of Fred's cock and drew him in. Brant stood behind them snapping his fingers to the rhythm of George's body, and causing Fred to match the movement. In seconds the two men were fucking, moaning as naturally as god intended. Brant began to slow his snaps, watching as his friends called their pace.
"It feels soooo good for the both of you doesn't it?"
Both Fred and George said "yes" simultaneously.
Brant knelt on the edge of the bed and used his hands to spread Fred's ass open. Hairless and pale, his picker was bubblegum pink with a tiny mole beside it. Brant dove in face first and began to lap at Fred's hole. The three men moved in unison as the fucking and licking continued.
Unbuckling his belt and dropping his pants, Brant went ahead and lubed up his own cock. He settled behind Fred, probing around until he penetrated, then caught up with him and George until they were all fucking at the same time.
"Thrust, thrust, thruuuuust," Brant spoke to change the rhythm between them, two fast one slow. He panted out in short breaths now. "This all feels soooo so very good for you both, you're both so incredibly hard and turned on by this, you're both amazing pussy fuckers, you can barely stand it, you love pussy soooo much," the three continued to fuck.
"So we're going to speed up now, and at the sound of my voice I'm going to count to three, and when you you hear me say three you're going to go ahead and come, do you understand?" The men mumbled affirmatively. Brant began to speed up, setting forth a new pace between the three. He felt himself getting close and sped up even more.
"Oooonnnne, twooooooo, threeeeee,"
Fred and George moaned and cried out, with Fred filling his friends bowels with hot jizz and George covering his pillow with sticky white cum. Despite the countdown, it took a few more extra thrusts for Brant to get off and he grabbed at Fred's waist, then George's to sandwich their bodies and maximize the sensation. He pulled his cock out of Fred's dripping ass and fell to the mattress covering his sensitive dick. After a few moments, he realized he had yet to release the boys.
"You did such a good job guys, you were sooooo good and now you can stop... focus... and relax. Fred you can pull out and lay down, George you can stop and roll over onto your back. Now focus and relax. One, two, three," Fred disengaged as George twisted around and flopped down onto the bed. The trio lay there covered in cum and blissed out, their arms rubbing against each other and keeping physical connection.
After some time together, Brant got up and wiped his dick on the sheet, pulling up his pants and surveying the scene. Calculations went off in his head before he dashed out into the living room. Returning with a collection of beer bottles he instructed the boys to sit up. Brant held a pair of bottles up to the light, checking to see if anyone had dumped cigarette butts into these empties. Clear, but with some drink left over he handed them to his subjects and had they take a swig.
Brant then deftly placed the bottles around the room and instructed the men to focus and relax, positioning them in an embrace on the bed. Once happy with how things looked, he stood at the end of the bed and waited.
"RELEASE!" Brant clapped his hands and watched the two wake and realize they were naked and together in bed, covered in cum. Their disbelief was palpable, if not silent. Brant scolded them loudly-
"How does this keep happening?! I can't believe you guys did this AGAIN!"
Fred sat there shellshocked, struggling to remember, George was feeling his tender hole once again disgusted with himself. They looked up at Brant with anger and shame- the moment their faces became too uncomfortable to look at he made his voice calm and monotone.
"This is how it happened. You HAVE to believe me...
