Tangled Sheets by Michael T. Ford

and motioning for him to stand up straight. His cock is sticking up at an angle, and the thin skin is stretched tightly over a darkened head. While it hasn’t become much longer, it is incredibly thick.
    â€œInto the bedroom,” I say, and Ray gets up, his prick bouncing in front of him. Luis follows him into the bedroom, and Ray lies on the big bed, his back against the pillows.
    â€œGo over and kneel in front of Ray,” I tell Luis.
    He does as I’ve told him, positioning himself between Ray’s spread thighs. Ray’s cock rises straight up at Luis’s face, and there is a skin of sticky precum slicking the head and the upper part of his shaft where he has been using it as lubricant. I slowly remove my shirt and shorts, letting Luis have a good long look at Ray’s cock, and settle into a chair positioned across from them for just this purpose. Ray is looking at Luis hungrily. I can tell that he is looking forward to this, but he doesn’t know that I have a surprise in store for him.
    â€œSuck his cock,” I tell Ray.
    Ray looks at me, bewildered. This is not usually how it works, and he is caught off guard. Still, he does as I tell him, moving so that he is on his hands and knees in front of Luis, who is also confused. He had been expecting to suck Ray’s prick, and I know that he is disappointed. It is all part of the play, making him wait.
    I watch Ray as he reaches out and takes the big prick in his hand, sliding the foreskin back slowly, his tongue slurping up the thick ooze that comes from beneath it. I know that he loves this, and that it both infuriates and arouses him to have me see so. When I fuck him later this evening, after Luis is gone, I will make him tell me what it tasted like, what it felt like in his throat.
    When Luis’s head is exposed, Ray slips it into his mouth, his cheeks bulging with its width. Working slowly, he slides down the thick shaft, forcing Luis’s cock into his throat. Luis is still kneeling, his hands on Ray’s shoulders for balance. Now he pushes his hips forward, sinking the last inches into Ray’s mouth. He moans softly as Ray begins to move back up his dick, and I know that Ray is using his tongue to tickle the young man’s prick and urge more juice from it. I feel ghostly echoes of this familiar trick on my own shaft and think about the many times I’ve been in Luis’s position, the many times I’ve fucked Ray’s mouth just like this.
    Ray no longer cares that I am watching him and begins to suck Luis’s fat prick in earnest, his hand jerking the length of the tool as his mouth caresses the tip. He is bent over Luis’s crotch so that his ass is sticking into the air. As he feasts on the hot flesh in his throat, I get up and take a dildo from its place in a chest beside the chair. Quickly lubing it, I come up behind Ray and slide it into his exposed hole.
    It is not overly large and goes in easily, but still Ray is taken by surprise. I see him pause, Luis’s cock half in and half out of his throat, as he adjusts to the thickness in his chute. The dildo is settled firmly in Ray’s ass, and I snap a leather lead attached to its base to the ring around his balls to keep it in place. I give Ray’s cock a quick jerk and feel a spray of sticky wetness drip from his piss hole onto my hand. When I bring my fingers to my lips, I taste his familiar saltiness on them.
    I return to my chair and watch Ray resume his work on Luis’s prick. He is sucking in long strokes that start at the base and travel fluidly up to the tip. Luis is breathing heavily, and his fingers are starting to dig into Ray’s shoulder. I tell Ray to stop, and have him lie on his back. The dildo in his ass makes this uncomfortable, and he is forced to keep his legs spread.
    â€œWork on his tits, Luis,” I say. I know that Ray’s nipples are still sensitive from a workout I gave them the night before, and I wait