For the next few days, life was pretty much perfect for the three boys. Todd and Blake had moved into the master bedroom (and the extra large California King within) while Jay had made himself quite comfortable in a bedroom down the hall.
Jay had discover that Uncle Mark had quite the selection of flamer clothes that suited his style (now) perfectly and fit him just tight enough. Todd had opted to go shirtless, enjoying showing off his newly toned upper body, walking around barefoot in just a pair of jeans (and as a gift for his boyfriend, commando). Finally Blake neglected to wear clothes of any kind, something no one was complaining about.
Most nights Jay didn't really feel like cooking, so they would often have pizza delivered to the door. The first couple times Todd had gotten it, seeing as how it was his uncles house, but after the attractive pizza boy had pressed him up against the door and made out with him one too many times, Blake insisted Jay would be the one getting the door from now on.
The only real downside for Blake was that Uncle Marc didn't have anything in the way of a home gym so he had to look for other ways to deal with his excess sexual energy. Turns out, sex was a fantastic release for that and Todd was more than happy to oblige him when ever he wanted it. By the end of the week, there wasn't a single room in the large mansion that they had sent christened at least once.
Blake was in absolute heaven. He'd always found muscles hot and now he was bigger than even his hottest fantasies. Uncle Marc's room had a large mirror on the ceiling and Blake would spend hours every day lying in bed, stroking his bulging muscles and throbbing cock, getting off on how fucking amazing he looked.
The only one who felt left out was Jay. With Uncle Marc gone, and Blake and Todd always fucking, he never had anyone for himself. He missed that first night, after he'd changed, when Marc had grabbed his tight, sexy bubble butt and thrown him down in front of the TV, fucking him through the floor. Then he'd woken up in the morning alone.
Now though, watching Blake and Todd fucking on every surface made him horny as all fuck with no one to take care of it with! Blake and Todd were completely devoted to each other and the house was too secluded to go into town all that often. The only other hot guy he's seen was Randy, the pizza boy.
"Pizza MAN." Jay's brain unhelpfully supplied as he watched Todd suck down Blake's tongue like it was the only thing keeping him alive.
And in truth, Randy was all man. A senior at the local high school, he was tall and trim with shaggy black hair while his tight shirts proudly displayed a body relishing in the fruits of years of rugby. Plus, if the hickey's he'd given Todd were any indication, he was very, very gay.
The problem was that Randy's tastes seemed to run more towards the hunky, all American look Todd had going on than the compact, slutty flamer that Jay had become.
A knocking at the door broke Jay's train of thought.
"Speak of the devil." He muttered as he tore himself away from the spectacle of Todd slowly sinking his tight ass onto Blake's titanic cock. It always amazed Jay how easy Todd made taking a tool that size look, and how badly he wanted to try it for himself.
As the lovebirds moans began ringing through the mansion, Todd made his way to the kitchen door where Randy stood, four large pizzas in hand.
"Hey Jay."
"Hey Randy." He smiled, his eyes lustfully running over how his shoulders stretched out the material of his shirt. "What do I owe you?"
"$40."
"Sure, you mind coming inside while I get my wallet?"
Randy shrugged and entered into the kitchen as Jay followed behind him, shamelessly staring at his ass.
Fuck he was hot.
Fuck he was HORNY!
Randy set the pizza's on the counter as Jay grabbed his wallet from the table and fished out two twenties, realizing with dismay he didn't have enough for a proper tip.
"Hey, I'm sorry but I only have a couple of one's." He smiled apologetically (Todd has said he looked really cute when he did that and he was hoping Randy thought so too). "Can I offer you something else?"
"No problem man, it's all good." Randy smiled good-naturedly and took the cash from Jay. He was about to go when Todd's loud cries of ecstasy began reaching the kitchen.
"Oh god, oh fucking god! Ah, ah, ah, AH! Yes, yes, OH GOD YES!"
"What's that?" Randy asked, spellbound.
"Oh, that would be Todd and..."
"Fuck! I love you so much! God, fuck me Blake!!!"
"Blake."
"Damn." Randy whispered, his eyes glazing slightly as Jay saw a prominent bulge appear in his jeans. "Hey, you think I could get a snack or something? As a replacement for the tip I mean."
Jay sighed slightly and nodded as he reached for a banana in the fruit bowl and handing it to him.
"Thanks man." Randy muttered as he limply as he mindlessly peeled and ate the fruit in practically one bite, making Jay's cock harden with desire. A soft moan escaped Randy's lips at a particularly loud squeal.
As the two listened, Randy's already hard cock and healthy teenaged libido were affected by the banana. His cock thickened slightly with two large veins now pulsating along the length of it while his balls swelled to the size of healthy tangerines, creating an even more mouthwatering bulge in his pants than before. Finally his already high libido jumped into top gear, flooding his turned on body with enough hormones to make a full grown man go crazy.
"I guess you need to get going." Jay sighed as he took the banana peal and bent down to open the trash can. To his surprise, he suddenly felt two strong hands grab his hips and the outline of a large, hard cock pressing into his ass.
"Who says I can't stay a bit longer?" Randy whispered huskily, grinding his hips into Jay. Jay shuddered, he could feel Randy's cock throbbing through two layers of jeans!
He straitened up and spun around, only to be immediately shoved against the floor to ceiling cabinets, his shoulders pinned back by Randy who was looking at him like he was a dog and Jay was the last hunk of meat on earth.
"How the hell did I never realize just how tight and fuckable your ass is?" Randy asked, panting slightly. "God, it looks like my cock would fit perfectly between those plump, firm cheeks."
Jay was at a loss for words. For so long it seemed he'd lusted after Randy and now it looked like he was finally gonna get his wish! He opened his mouth to speak but instead found himself surging forward, fusing his mouth to Randy's.
"Please, please do me!" He wined, grinding his own erection into Randy's. "I want you so fucking bad."
Randy pulled back and gave Jay an absolutely filthy grin. Without another word, Jay suddenly found his face pressed against the cabinets. Achingly slowly, he felt his jeans slide to the floor, leaving him in only a tank top and silver g-string.
"You wear these just for me?" Jay could hear the smirk in Randy's voice. He let out a whimper as Randy tore the offending garment off and gave his ass a good hard smack.
"All for you baby. I always wear these just for you." Jay whined, pushing back towards the teenaged sex God.
"That's a good little slut. You are a good little slut aren't you?"
"Yes, I am, I am. Oh please Randy, stop teasing and fuck me!"
"Easy now pretty boy, we need to open you up first."
"No! No, like this. I wanna feel your cock stretch me wide open!" Jay was almost crying now.
"Fuck." Randy whispered but waisted no time in shucking his pants and briefs, lining his Rick hard cock up with Jay's waiting hole and slowly pushing in.
"Oh sweet Jesus Christ! Fuck! Oh mother fucker Randy! So thick!" Jay cried, relishing the feeling of such a large cock in his ass. "I want more, gimme more!"
"You want more slut? I'm not even half way in." Randy smirked, his newly expanded cock having swelled to a solid foot long and thick as a wine bottle.
"Shut up and fuck me like you mean it!" Jay screamed. With a grunt, Randy buried the entirety of his cock in Jay's ass, producing a scream of pleasure so loud it was sure to be heard two towns over.