Secret Room Key
When we got to Whistler, good ole let-it-all-hang-out Pete insisted that all three of us go into the office to get the keys. The dude at the front desk didn't comment on the shiny messes of spooge on our jeans nor on our unmistakable smell of fresh cum. Zak and I were embarrassed as fuck. Pete wasn't embarrassed at all; he flaunted it.
The dude from the front desk showed us around the condo... he even gave us an upgrade and even helped us bring our gear in. The condo had one king-size bed and a single-size bunk bed. As he was getting ready to set a bag down, he asked ambiguously, "Who gets the bottom?" I said we'd figure it out later. Pete picked up on his wording and responded, "Top or bottom; it's equally good, we're versatile."
One of the perks of the upgrade was a douche kit on the shower... figuring correctly that we'd need a bit of instruction how to use it, the front desk guy explained the fixture... in more detail than we really needed. As was leaving he said "If ya need anything at all just call me"... he put an emphasis on "anything" and made sure that we caught his eyes checking out our packages. He winked as he closed the door.
As soon as he closed the door the conversation between the three us started with "Ya think?" and heated up rapidly with speculation... Pete was the first to take it a bit further: "Could get interesting. He has a great beard, but did ya notice his fingers?"
Our concerns about the weather dissipated... our moods all rose, as did our cocks. Soon all three of us were roughhousing on the king-sized bed. Pete was the first to unbuckle Zak's belt, Zak followed up by unzipping his jeans. It didn't take long before all three of us were naked... the roughhousing gradually changed from fun and playful to a more intense type of fun.
I forget who started it, but soon we were all playing with each other's balls and throating each other's dicks. Pete turned me over and began to tongue my ass, followed by rubbing his hard dick along the length of my ass crack. Zak saw my reluctance and that I was unsure how to respond, so he gently explained that both of us loved all forms of dick play and oral sex, but we'd both kept our asses virgins. I interjected "So far."... and added "But I've always been turned on by extreme raw porn."
Pete took the hint. "Dudes. You don't know what you've been missing." He went on to explain how he "Does it all", how he was using PrEP, how he got himself checked for STD's frequently, and how he'd had sex with only one dude since his checkup last week.
That piqued both Zak's and my curiosity about the porn that we'd always jacked to... our conversation with Pete quickly mushroomed... "Dudes... you've got to experience it for real... it's so much more intense than getting or giving head or using a condom."
Zak responded "That sounds like an offer" Pete shot back "I've been told by other virgins that I made their first time so fuckn hot." Zak and I made lingering eye contact... we both understood each other's reluctance and concerns but also totally understood what each other craved. Pete's continued "You two are such good buds your first times should be with each other.... that'll make it much more fuckn intense for you, but help'n out will be intense for me too.
Pete suggested that first we all shower together, both to clean up, to check out the douche kit, and most important, as foreplay. Zak's, Pete's, and my bones made clear to all of us that we were all into it.
Pete suggested that first we cut our fingernails as short as we could... we made a teasing game of making sure each other's nails were short and filed smooth. Then we all squeezed into the shower.
At first, we started just using the douche's warm stream to massage and clean other's asses... damn... I'd never experienced douching, but the warm water felt fuck'n good and was as relaxing as hell. We were all getting hardons, which evolved into fingering the outside of each asshole... then fingering the sphincters... and then exploring deeper. With the warm water, the feel of the massaging fingers, combined with each other's horniness and seeing each other's hard dick's beginning to twitch in response, we lapsed into the strange state of being sexually turned on and yet super relaxed at the same time.
It didn't take long before all of our fingers were exploring for prostates, often eliciting moans.
Pete was urging us on.... He insisted that he'd make sure that we'd each get a chance tonight to both top and to bottom, but we had to decide who was going to be first be the top. Neither Zak nor I really wanted to make the decision, so Pete suggested a coin toss.
To build up the suspense he suggested best 2 out of three with a shot of Scotch between each flip... I called heads for who would be the top... it ended up heads... we each downed a shot... the next flip ended up tails... we each downed two shots... the third flip ended up tails. Zak would fuck me first.
We'd already decided that the bottom would be on his back so that we could maintain eye contact to fully experience what each other was feeling.
Pete squirted a huge amount of lube onto my ass and onto Zak's hard dick. He rubbed the lube into Zak's hardon... that got his hard cock even harder. He insisted that Zak go as slow as he could. He suggested that Zak put his dick's tip against my ass and hold it there, and then back off, and do it several times. My ass eventually got bit impatient and it bucked upwards. Pete slapped my ass and said "not yet... wait til ur ass wants it so bad that it sucks it in. And Zak, don't push."
While all of this was going Pete was jacking his own dick with his lube-slippery hand.
Zak obeyed... he held his dick's head against my ass without pushing... his dickhead added to the lube with its own pre. Without any effort on either Zak's or my parts the lube made it slip in a very little further. Zak couldn't help himself, his bod reacted to its natural instincts, his hips pushed it until the corona was beginning to stretch my ass open.
Our eyes locked on each other's eyes... every synapse in our bods was attuned in expectation.
Another shift in Zak's hips... his head slightly nodded... my mouth's muscles tensed... my eyes winced in expectation... Zak's elbows started to bend... his arms and shoulders gently lowered his chest onto mine... his mouth enveloped my mouth... his tongue stoppered my whimpers... our chests squeezed together... his ab's muscles lowered his hips... and pop! his dick's corona was in, not far, bit it was definitely in.
Zak paused... I held my breath... my leg's muscles stretched my legs... I could feel my all-time best friend's shaft slowly, so slowly, begin to push the cockhead in a bit deeper... I was so excited that I barely noticed the pain of being slowly stretched open. Our arms hugged each other tight... I could feel Zak's dick slowly begin to piston inside my guts... slowly... the speed increasing... his mouth sealed itself against my lips... Zak's breathing was getting ragged, each breath filling both his and my lungs... damn... it was over too quick...he didn't say anything that he was cumming... I think he was as surprised as much as I was... every muscle in both our bods was making it obvious... in a series of long pauses while our arms hugged each other tighter, he forced rope after rope deep into my guts.
We lay there beside other, slowing recovering our breaths while we sorted through our thoughts... brains processing our new deeper bond.
Pete began to massage both of our bods, paying special attention to our nips, to our shoulders, and to our abs. He reminded us that now it was my turn to top.