The Ball of Male Lust

Zoki seemed to be following my thoughts, he knelt in front of Alan, unbuttoned and lowered his pants, and a huge cock swung in front of his eyes. The dick was hard and thick, the head protruded in a dark red shade, and the balls were stiff, anticipating the touch of a warm and wet tongue. Zoki's tongue wandered around the penis and then he stuffed the balls into his mouth; he sucked on his balls while starting to jerk off the cock

I can be happy that I have such a good friend. Alan has pulled me out of nasty problems several times, without complaining, without any charges or any sarcastic comments. We were bound by another great love, a love for music. He knew how to masterfully strum the guitar strings, and when we entertained the company together, he on the bass, I on the electric guitar, we were met with real ovations. I used to watch him as he ecstatically played his favorite instrument; with his eyes closed, he absorbed the sounds, and his fluffy blue hair casually fell over his forehead.

He always wore a necklace made of rosewood around his neck, my gift from distant Portugal. Adam's apple strained above the necklace, and many times I wanted to get closer and caress it with my tongue. We only kissed once, at a New Year's party, but it was passionate and sensual; with his soft tongue, he glided over my lips and pushed it deep into my mouth. It never happened again; perhaps we didn't have the courage for such a thing or we were afraid that our almost ideal friendship would change. For the upcoming weekend, I wanted to surprise him with a trip, so I asked a colleague at work to lend us the key to his cottage in Hrvatsko Zagorje.

"Of course, Vili, I'm going to the sea with my wife for the weekend, but my little one is up in Zagorje; I hope it won't bother you. It's mushroom season, so we sent him out for some fresh air."
I wasn't too happy that some kid would disturb our vacation, but what can you do, it's their cottage after all. That evening I called Alan, who enthusiastically accepted my proposal.
"Great idea, what do you say we bring the guitars to entertain the kid? He probably won't feel too comfortable with strangers?"
"Sure, I just hope he's not some spoiled brat! I'll pick you up at eight in the morning, and then we go!"

That morning I woke up fresh and excited, I could hardly wait to enjoy the peace of the Zagorje hills. After an hour's drive, we reached our destination; a beautiful wooden cottage with a porch, right in the middle of a green glade. The nearby trees cast a large shade, and the scent of the dewy forest filled me with energy. We got out of the car and headed towards the cottage to greet the little host. We were quite surprised by the sight we saw. A developed, naked young man, about twenty years old, was walking through the large living room. He didn't notice us, so he continued searching for something in the wall cabinet. He was athletically built, tall and dark, with a sweet, tight, toned butt, and as he moved, he revealed a huge, thick cock that swung in rhythm with his movements. I wanted to ease this somewhat awkward situation by clearing my throat to attract the young man's attention. However, he just gave me a casual glance, grabbed a towel from the chair next to him, wrapped it around himself, and approached us with a slight smile on his full lips.

"Sorry for this kind of welcome. I'm used to being freer away from the city's hustle. My father told me you were coming, but he didn't say when. I'm Zoki," he offered us a strong handshake, and when I introduced Alan and myself, I noticed Alan's gaze wandering over Zoki's hairy chest and rising to his sparkling black eyes.

I felt a slight wave of jealousy, but it wasn't my place to say anything.
"Settle into the bigger room; you have your own bathroom, and the closets are at your disposal. If you need anything, just let me know," Zoki continued with a smile as Alan and I entered the bedroom.
"What a nice kid! This weekend could be interesting!" Alan commented with a mysterious smile while unpacking his travel bag.

I didn't respond, as he had just shattered the illusion that the two of us would make love for the first time this weekend. We spent the rest of the day around the house, exploring and enjoying nature. Zoki spent most of the time in the woods picking delicious mushrooms, so we decided to surprise him by preparing a barbecue. He returned just before evening, looking very sexy in a tight black sleeveless shirt that outlined his abdominal and chest muscles.

"Here, I picked about ten kilograms of mushrooms; they are very abundant after these heavy rains. Alan, will you help me dry some of them while Vili prepares a delicious barbecue?"
Of course, Alan accepted without hesitation while I stayed watching over the remaining two pieces of meat on the grill. When about fifteen minutes passed since they left, I became restless and decided to go on a reconnaissance mission. The drying room was actually a breezy little room that you entered through the kitchen. The kitchen door was ajar, and I quietly approached it. Nothing could be heard from the little room, so I decided to peek in unnoticed.

The sight surprised me quite a bit, but not so unpleasantly; Zoki's and Alan's bodies were completely pressed together, and their tongues were intertwined in a knot of passion. Their hands were greedily grabbing and undressing each other. Zoki's lips wandered over Alan's neck, licking his Adam's apple and slowly descending to his smooth chest. He licked his nipples, which had hardened strongly; Alan was moaning and I noticed a huge bulge in his pants. Zoki seemed to be following my thoughts, he knelt in front of Alan, unbuttoned and lowered his pants, and a huge cock swung in front of his eyes. The dick was hard and thick, the head protruded in a dark red shade, and the balls were stiff, anticipating the touch of a warm and wet tongue. Zoki's tongue wandered around the penis and then he stuffed the balls into his mouth; he sucked on his balls while starting to jerk off the cock. Alan began to make sounds of immense pleasure, at which point I noticed that my own cock was waking up and hardening. Zoki then moved his cock into his mouth and began to suck it, swallowing it deeply.
"Lie on the chest and spread your legs!" my friend addressed Alan, who immediately obeyed and lay on the ice chest full of freshly picked mushrooms.

The cock stood out above the tiny hole, which was clearly eagerly awaiting fulfillment. Zoki lowered his pants, pulled out his hardened device, and gently pressed it against the sweaty hole. With a few thrusts, he entered the realm of pleasures and immediately began to fuck the young man hard. His ass tightened and relaxed from the force of the thrusts, and while he held Alan's legs with one hand, he jerked off his cock with the other. Both were moaning loudly and were too busy to notice my spying eye. I wanted to join the fucking, but I still controlled myself.

"Oh, Zoki, fuck me harder! Fuck me harder, I'm going to cum, jerk me off!" Alan almost screamed, and then I noticed a long white stream shooting from his cock and spilling over his stomach.

Zoki fucked him even harder; it seemed that he was also close to orgasm, his ass was tightening more and more, now he was using both hands to spread Alan's legs, and with a few final thrusts, with loud cries, he pulled his cock out of Alan's ass and jerked off over his cock and hole. He roared like a horny animal while showering Alan with sperm and calming down after the intense fucking. I immediately returned to the barbecue, removed the burnt pieces of meat, and thought about how I actually felt. I wasn't jealous at all; I enjoyed being a voyeur and I desperately wanted to fuck both of them.

"So, is dinner ready?" I heard Zoki's lively voice behind my back.
"Oh, it's been ready for a while; where have you been so long?" I replied with interest.
"Well, it took a little time to sort out the mushrooms. I hope you weren't too bored," he said conspiratorially.
The rest of the evening was perfect. With the barbecue and good wine, the mood lifted immediately. When Alan and I grabbed the guitars, we created a real little happening in the middle of the Zagorje forest. Zoki enjoyed the music, the bottles of wine just kept opening, and we all felt somehow more connected. Alan volunteered to wash the dishes since I was the main cook. Zoki and I headed to the living room, poured ourselves glasses of wine, and played some soft blues. After a few casual sentences, Zoki asked me:
"Did you like what you saw in the drying room?"
His question confused me, and I felt myself blushing. He continued, getting closer to me:
"I know you were watching us. That turns me on; I wanted you to join us; I really wanted to fuck you."

I still couldn't say anything, and when I felt Zoki's tongue on my neck, my head spun. He circled it from the earlobe to my shoulder, and with each lick, I felt the swelling in my pants. He looked me in the eyes and pushed his tongue into my mouth. With hot, long kisses, he ignited my passions, and when he laid his palm on my cock over my pants, I sat him on the couch, sat next to him, and started to undress him. I licked his chest, kissed his stomach, and pulled out his huge cock from his pants. I stuffed his cock into my mouth and tightly wrapped my lips around it. I pulled the skin over the head and deep towards the root of the cock, squeezing his balls with my palm. I felt kisses on my back; Alan approached me and started to take off my shirt. I turned to him and kissed him, pushing my tongue deep into his mouth.

Zoki took off my pants and began to lick my cock and balls while Alan and I kissed passionately. Soon we were all naked, with our hard cocks wanting to fuck warm holes. Zoki showed me to get on all fours on the carpet, which I obediently and eagerly did, and soon I felt the penetration of his cock into my ass. Waves of pleasure washed over me; he was thrusting hard into me and filling me with his warm muscle. Alan lay beneath me and stuffed my cock into his mouth; it was wonderful to feel the movement of his tongue on the head, the sucking of my entire cock into his mouth, and then gently pushing it out while tightly pulling the skin with his lips. His spear swung in front of my face, and I skillfully stuffed it into my mouth and sucked it with all my strength. We were wet, sweat dripping down our taut skin, the pounding of our lustful bodies excited me even more, and I wanted to cum in huge bursts.

"Alan, I want to fuck you; stick out your sweet ass for me!" I shouted in ecstasy, and in a moment we changed positions.

I was pushing my cock into Alan's tight warm ass, while Zoki knelt in front of Alan for him to suck his cock. Zoki leaned down, his cock went deep into his mouth beneath him, looked me in the eyes, and thrust his tongue into my mouth. I was fucking Alan hard with my rock-hard cock while my friend eagerly kissed me, and I felt my orgasm approaching. With a few loud cries, I filled Alan's hole with a large amount of sperm.

My cock was still throbbing inside him, and when I pulled it out, I saw Zoki cumming on Alan's face. Now it was time for Zoki and me to satisfy the young man, whom we seated on the couch; I sat next to him, and Zoki squatted between his legs, licking and swallowing his balls. I leaned down and began to pull the skin of his cock over the head with my lips. Soon I felt the convulsive twitching of his entire body; he was sucking me even harder, looking me in the eyes, and I soon felt him spill into my mouth. I greedily swallowed him to the last drop, and after his last orgasmic twitch, the three of us fell asleep intertwined in a knot of passion.

The morning woke us up naked and fresh; spontaneously, we started preparing breakfast with mushrooms, but we could hardly wait for the powerful "fungi" to find their way back into our mouths and asses.