they are adults and the age difference does not change anything. They obviously feel bad without each other.
A Summer at the Farm (Erotic story)
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The writing is excellent. Not only have I spend a good deal of time in Utah with a former lover, but I lived in Sacramento, CA, so I'm trying to picture the locale, and place myself into the role of the characters within the setting. It's a fun head trip because your story is imaginative, furtive, and good fun.
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Me acabo de leer varios capítulos y estoy encantado, emocionado por todo el giro que tomó la historia, muchas gracias por compartir con nosotros, muchas gracias,!! Excelente historia
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A FALL IN THE CITY
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Chapter 17: Three's Company (part 1)
The weather was getting colder and it had been a while since I had been forced to wear a jacket outside.
In Utah, it was simply not a thing.
I rarely ever wore anything more than a tank-top, and that was when I was wearing anything at all!
I left the castle pretty early in the morning to go to the gym with Sergio.
On Fridays, he was working all day at the bar and we had to train before 8:30 AM.
The place was quite busy with college kids' working-out and pumping their young muscles before going to classes.
We ran into Eric again, both during the training session and afterwards, in the showers. He was working-out seemingly by himself.
Since the locker-room was crowded, Sergio and I kept our hands away from each other. I glanced at the eye-candy provided by the athletic hunks, and most of all, I enjoyed feeling the gaze of the other men onto me.
They could not help themselves from looking.
My massive cock was not the sole object of their attention though. I caught a couple of guys staring at Sergio and I with a smirk.
I think a lot of the regulars were considering us as a pair, and most likely, as boyfriends, which was not good for me.
Again, the issue was not that people might think that I was gay, - I could not care less about that, and I had happily fucked other men in public in the past, especially back in the army -, but Sergio was not my boyfriend and if we were getting too close, I might have to end this entire thing.
He was a great dude but I did not have feelings for him.
It is hard to explain but basically, I could not picture any future for us. I liked him, and the sex was very cool, but eh, I simply was not feeling it.
Olivia might have found herself a rebound guy to move on from Blake but, as miserable as that might sound, I was still stuck.
And now that I was convinced that he was dating Zaid, I really could not do anything about it.
I had lost my shot.
Anyway, to get the point across to Sergio that we definitely were not in a relationship, I purposely opened the GrindR app right next to him in the locker-room.
Eric knowingly smiled at me when the sound of getting a message on the app echoed in the room.
He was walking by, stark naked, his flaccid cock dangling between his legs, his blondish pubic hair had grown a little.
I wondered if he was a frequent user of the app.
Officially, he was very straight but you know how it is...
Either way, Eric did not make any comment and I barely glanced at his bubble butt.
I was quite surprised by Sergio's reaction when he saw me checking on my messages.
He was drying himself off.
"Any interesting fish in the sea?" He asked.
"There're always a few preys who catch my attention..."
He wrapped the towel around his waist and picked up his own phone from his locker.
"There's this Italian dude in town for the week-end, I might see him tomorrow afternoon."
He showed me his phone and a huge hard cock popped on the screen.
I audibly gasped and looked around.
I was not expecting this!
"Wow, that man doesn't even show his face. He's all about that dick."
"He's married, I bet he wants to stay discreet. But I'm not here for his face." Sergio winked at me.
I had no idea that he was seeing other people beside me.
Thinking of which, maybe I was the one hooked to Sergio... I had not seen anyone else in weeks!
"Clearly not... Although, that thing is not nearly as big as mine." I pointed out.
He chuckled.
"I've been dating men for 25 years and I've never met someone as big as you." He looked down at my cock since I was sitting on a bench, stark naked. "If this were my criteria, I may as well have stopped looking!"
That reassured my ego.
This was a dumb reaction from my part though.
The whole point was for Sergio and I not to be exclusive. I should have been happy to know that he was getting fucked by other well-endowed dudes.
"You'll tell me how this goes." I told him, to show that I was fine with it.
"Maybe you can join?"
"What do you mean?"
"Three's Company!"
It took me a few seconds to understand where he was getting at. In the meantime, more shirtless and naked jocks were walking around us.
We were not very discreet.
Maybe we were about to turn this place into a quote-on-quote "gay gym" after all?
"I'm not sure I'm into hung Italian faceless men."
"His profile says he's versatile... I could send him one of your pics? He might want to meet you too once he sees Joe Junior."
I considered it.
"I mean... You're sure you don't want him all for yourself?"
"Look, I'm offering. You can say no, but it's your loss."
"Nah, go ahead, send him my profile. I'm down for some fun tomorrow afternoon."
Sergio licked his lips.
The idea of getting pounded by two macho men was certainly turning him on.
We changed into our regular clothes and moved-on with our day. I said goodbye to Eric in his tiny boxer briefs as I left the gym.
I had a phone meeting with the carpenter working at the farm in Utah, and Sergio had to go to the jazz club.
Later in the afternoon, he texted me the good news:
"Andrea is in for tomorrow. He'll be leaving the US on Sunday, it's our shot."
"Your place?" I texted back.
"Yeap. 3 PM."
I was a little anxious about that encounter but that was exactly what I needed. Something new to get me out of my comfort zone.
I did not jerk off at all on Friday to be all the more ready for Saturday.
I arrived at Sergio's apartment before Andrea at 2:30 PM and my balls were heavy, full of some matured creamy milk.
Sergio had gone all in, displaying his (impressive) collection of sex-toys, various colours, sizes, and shapes, on his coffee table.
Classy, I thought.
"Are there all here? Every dildo that you own?"
I recognized the familiar extendable pink butt plug.
"Almost. There's one missing."
"Really?"
There must have been a dozen of toys on the table.
Sergio pointed to his ass.
"One is currently being used!"
I laughed.
"Why am I always so surprised that you're such a slut?"
"Yeah, one could think you'd have learned since we've been fooling around for weeks!"
"Fooling around... I guess that's a way to describe what we've been doing."
The intercom rang a few minutes later.
"Looks like we haven't been stood up!"
That was always the risk with GrindR dates, especially with married men. But Andrea was here right on time and eager to for some recreational, meaningless sex.
Aside from wanting to be discreet, he had no reason to hide his face.
Andrea was 36 and he was very handsome, like movie-star level of handsomeness. He had dark hair and a goatee; a sharp jaw and beautiful green eyes which were screaming "SEX" anytime he was looking at me.
He looked manly and fit which were definitely a plus.
"No kiss." He simply mentioned as he walked inside the apartment in a trendy European-style coat.
He had a strong English accent.
"Fine by me." I said, as I shook his hand firmly.
"FarmerDaddy12Inches?" He asked with a naughty smile.
He was taking his coat off, showing off a rather athletic body.
"Yeap. That's me." I grabbed my bulge outrageously.
I thought that would get him in the mood.
It did.
"Want a drink before we...?" Sergio suggested.
"I'm not thirsty. Not for drinks anyway." The Italian stud replied.
I liked him already.
Sergio got the message loud and clear. No time for chit-chatting or for bullshit.
The bottom got down on all fours immediately and he crawled towards Andrea and I. He rubbed our respective crotch.
"Want a double meal today?" I asked.
He nodded yes, trembling with excitement.
"American and Italian, great combo! Andiamo!" Andrea added.
He slid down his formal business-pants and revealed some plain black boxer briefs and a prominent bulge.
As always, I had come in commando and my cock was already close to full-mast.
Andrea looked down at my third leg, probably wanting to make sure that my pictures from the app were real.
They were.
"Yeap, I'm THAT big!" I exclaimed proudly.
He did not have much time to stare at my cock as Sergio was already shoving it inside his mouth, he stroked Andrea's dick with his right hand simultaneously.
"Bene..." Andrea patted Sergio's hair.
It was quite funny to hear him dirty talking in Italian.
Soon enough, Sergio was gagging on my cock and making a mess on the floor.
After he had been trying to deepthroat me for a couple of minutes, he went with the smaller model on my left so he could blow him with more ease.
To be fair, Andrea was packing a nice-looking seven to eight inches cock.
If he had not been standing next to me, he could have looked "big".
[Chapter 17 continues below]
Chapter 17: Three's Company (part 1)
The weather was getting colder and it had been a while since I had been forced to wear a jacket outside.
In Utah, it was simply not a thing.
I rarely ever wore anything more than a tank-top, and that was when I was wearing anything at all!
I left the castle pretty early in the morning to go to the gym with Sergio.
On Fridays, he was working all day at the bar and we had to train before 8:30 AM.
The place was quite busy with college kids' working-out and pumping their young muscles before going to classes.
We ran into Eric again, both during the training session and afterwards, in the showers. He was working-out seemingly by himself.
Since the locker-room was crowded, Sergio and I kept our hands away from each other. I glanced at the eye-candy provided by the athletic hunks, and most of all, I enjoyed feeling the gaze of the other men onto me.
They could not help themselves from looking.
My massive cock was not the sole object of their attention though. I caught a couple of guys staring at Sergio and I with a smirk.
I think a lot of the regulars were considering us as a pair, and most likely, as boyfriends, which was not good for me.
Again, the issue was not that people might think that I was gay, - I could not care less about that, and I had happily fucked other men in public in the past, especially back in the army -, but Sergio was not my boyfriend and if we were getting too close, I might have to end this entire thing.
He was a great dude but I did not have feelings for him.
It is hard to explain but basically, I could not picture any future for us. I liked him, and the sex was very cool, but eh, I simply was not feeling it.
Olivia might have found herself a rebound guy to move on from Blake but, as miserable as that might sound, I was still stuck.
And now that I was convinced that he was dating Zaid, I really could not do anything about it.
I had lost my shot.
Anyway, to get the point across to Sergio that we definitely were not in a relationship, I purposely opened the GrindR app right next to him in the locker-room.
Eric knowingly smiled at me when the sound of getting a message on the app echoed in the room.
He was walking by, stark naked, his flaccid cock dangling between his legs, his blondish pubic hair had grown a little.
I wondered if he was a frequent user of the app.
Officially, he was very straight but you know how it is...
Either way, Eric did not make any comment and I barely glanced at his bubble butt.
I was quite surprised by Sergio's reaction when he saw me checking on my messages.
He was drying himself off.
"Any interesting fish in the sea?" He asked.
"There're always a few preys who catch my attention..."
He wrapped the towel around his waist and picked up his own phone from his locker.
"There's this Italian dude in town for the week-end, I might see him tomorrow afternoon."
He showed me his phone and a huge hard cock popped on the screen.
I audibly gasped and looked around.
I was not expecting this!
"Wow, that man doesn't even show his face. He's all about that dick."
"He's married, I bet he wants to stay discreet. But I'm not here for his face." Sergio winked at me.
I had no idea that he was seeing other people beside me.
Thinking of which, maybe I was the one hooked to Sergio... I had not seen anyone else in weeks!
"Clearly not... Although, that thing is not nearly as big as mine." I pointed out.
He chuckled.
"I've been dating men for 25 years and I've never met someone as big as you." He looked down at my cock since I was sitting on a bench, stark naked. "If this were my criteria, I may as well have stopped looking!"
That reassured my ego.
This was a dumb reaction from my part though.
The whole point was for Sergio and I not to be exclusive. I should have been happy to know that he was getting fucked by other well-endowed dudes.
"You'll tell me how this goes." I told him, to show that I was fine with it.
"Maybe you can join?"
"What do you mean?"
"Three's Company!"
It took me a few seconds to understand where he was getting at. In the meantime, more shirtless and naked jocks were walking around us.
We were not very discreet.
Maybe we were about to turn this place into a quote-on-quote "gay gym" after all?
"I'm not sure I'm into hung Italian faceless men."
"His profile says he's versatile... I could send him one of your pics? He might want to meet you too once he sees Joe Junior."
I considered it.
"I mean... You're sure you don't want him all for yourself?"
"Look, I'm offering. You can say no, but it's your loss."
"Nah, go ahead, send him my profile. I'm down for some fun tomorrow afternoon."
Sergio licked his lips.
The idea of getting pounded by two macho men was certainly turning him on.
We changed into our regular clothes and moved-on with our day. I said goodbye to Eric in his tiny boxer briefs as I left the gym.
I had a phone meeting with the carpenter working at the farm in Utah, and Sergio had to go to the jazz club.
Later in the afternoon, he texted me the good news:
"Andrea is in for tomorrow. He'll be leaving the US on Sunday, it's our shot."
"Your place?" I texted back.
"Yeap. 3 PM."
I was a little anxious about that encounter but that was exactly what I needed. Something new to get me out of my comfort zone.
I did not jerk off at all on Friday to be all the more ready for Saturday.
I arrived at Sergio's apartment before Andrea at 2:30 PM and my balls were heavy, full of some matured creamy milk.
Sergio had gone all in, displaying his (impressive) collection of sex-toys, various colours, sizes, and shapes, on his coffee table.
Classy, I thought.
"Are there all here? Every dildo that you own?"
I recognized the familiar extendable pink butt plug.
"Almost. There's one missing."
"Really?"
There must have been a dozen of toys on the table.
Sergio pointed to his ass.
"One is currently being used!"
I laughed.
"Why am I always so surprised that you're such a slut?"
"Yeah, one could think you'd have learned since we've been fooling around for weeks!"
"Fooling around... I guess that's a way to describe what we've been doing."
The intercom rang a few minutes later.
"Looks like we haven't been stood up!"
That was always the risk with GrindR dates, especially with married men. But Andrea was here right on time and eager to for some recreational, meaningless sex.
Aside from wanting to be discreet, he had no reason to hide his face.
Andrea was 36 and he was very handsome, like movie-star level of handsomeness. He had dark hair and a goatee; a sharp jaw and beautiful green eyes which were screaming "SEX" anytime he was looking at me.
He looked manly and fit which were definitely a plus.
"No kiss." He simply mentioned as he walked inside the apartment in a trendy European-style coat.
He had a strong English accent.
"Fine by me." I said, as I shook his hand firmly.
"FarmerDaddy12Inches?" He asked with a naughty smile.
He was taking his coat off, showing off a rather athletic body.
"Yeap. That's me." I grabbed my bulge outrageously.
I thought that would get him in the mood.
It did.
"Want a drink before we...?" Sergio suggested.
"I'm not thirsty. Not for drinks anyway." The Italian stud replied.
I liked him already.
Sergio got the message loud and clear. No time for chit-chatting or for bullshit.
The bottom got down on all fours immediately and he crawled towards Andrea and I. He rubbed our respective crotch.
"Want a double meal today?" I asked.
He nodded yes, trembling with excitement.
"American and Italian, great combo! Andiamo!" Andrea added.
He slid down his formal business-pants and revealed some plain black boxer briefs and a prominent bulge.
As always, I had come in commando and my cock was already close to full-mast.
Andrea looked down at my third leg, probably wanting to make sure that my pictures from the app were real.
They were.
"Yeap, I'm THAT big!" I exclaimed proudly.
He did not have much time to stare at my cock as Sergio was already shoving it inside his mouth, he stroked Andrea's dick with his right hand simultaneously.
"Bene..." Andrea patted Sergio's hair.
It was quite funny to hear him dirty talking in Italian.
Soon enough, Sergio was gagging on my cock and making a mess on the floor.
After he had been trying to deepthroat me for a couple of minutes, he went with the smaller model on my left so he could blow him with more ease.
To be fair, Andrea was packing a nice-looking seven to eight inches cock.
If he had not been standing next to me, he could have looked "big".
[Chapter 17 continues below]
A FALL IN THE CITY
Chapter 17: Three's Company (part 2)
"Go ahead, service our guest."
"Mfff Fffyess..."
Andrea put his two hands behind his own head, letting Sergio do all the work beneath him.
"Che caldo! Si!"
Sergio was really good at this.
While he was bobbing up and down Andrea's cock, he grabbed my own dick to jerk me off furiously so I would not be left behind.
I appreciated the attention but I wanted to have even more fun.
I rubbed my massive dick against his face, his beard, and his cheek as I could feel the Italian cock through his skin.
Sergio looked amazing with two dripping cocks all over his face.
"You're an impressive guy." Andrea told me as we were trying to push both of our cocks in Sergio's stretched mouth.
I thought like his eyes were about to pop out of their sockets!
"Wanna taste it? There's enough meat for two!" I told our Italian macho guest.
Andrea hesitated, but not for long.
The man got down on his knees and, believe me, it was not for praying.
Two cock-suckers servicing me at once, that was nice. Sergio was focused on swallowing my balls while Andrea was going up and down my thick shaft.
As often, the married guys were the best bitches of all!
How many days, weeks, or months since he had been dreaming to slide a huge cock in his mouth?
Andrea managed to swallow me almost entirely, his tongue meeting with Sergio's at one point, in a moisty sloppy fest.
When he pulled back, he was practically crying.
"Porca puttana!" He swore in Italian.
"Nice job, man." I encouraged Andrea while Sergio was still sniffing my balls and ass.
"I want to fuck him now!"
Funny how Andrea was basically asking for my approval, and not Sergio's, to shove it deep in his ass. It was established that I was the one being in charge.
Just the natural order of things.
Believe me though, Sergio was more than happy to get his dicking.
And double trouble was better than one!
I was not used to be a spectator but for once, I sat down in an armchair to watch Andrea remove Sergio's black dildo from his ass and to bury his own dick inside instead.
"Nice..." I whispered, watching the live-pornographic movie.
The Italian was fit and he had good stamina.
He fucked Sergio doggy-style on the floor, his hairy balls fapping hard against his ass, his sweat dripping on his back.
When I felt like Sergio was moaning too much, I stood back up and shoved my dick in his throat to make him shut up.
Spit-roasting, anyone?
I fucked Sergio's throat while Andrea banged his ass.
It reminded me of one particularly hot afternoon we had with Bob back at the glory hole. It was a rare occasion though.
I may have dished on Sacramento before, but nearly three months into living there, I was really starting to see how it could be nice to live in a larger city. So much more opportunities!
International sex was something I definitely had to do more often.
We were all grunting like animals by this point.
I could tell that Sergio's training with the blowjobs was paying off, because he could handle my cock ramming his throat without pushing back, all the while getting hard-fucked from behind.
"Puttana! Si.... Yes!" Andrea barked as he was thrusting his large hips.
The fact that Sergio's prostate was getting heavily stimulated was probably helping clearing his mind off.
He was having the time of his life.
At some point, Andrea fist bumped me and I thought this was the perfect expression of manly brotherhood.
If you want my opinion, this is what men should be doing all the damn time!
I freed Sergio's mouth for a few seconds so he could catch back his breath.
He had only one request.
"Let's switch things up! Please..."
That was probably the smart choice, the biggest and girthiest cock in his champion's ass, and the Italian dick in his throat.
I lied down on the floor and Sergio impaled himself onto me, jumping up and down on my rod with not much difficulty. Thank you to Andrea for properly opening him up!
I barely had to move.
At the same time, our Italian mate was attempting to keep his cock in Sergio's mouth despite the rough banging.
Again, the view of raw sexuality and manhood above me was almost as nice as the feelings of my cock being worked up inside that wet and warm asshole.
Andrea was feisty too.
As his cock was towering over me, he stroked it right above my head so it would rain precum all over my face.
"Drink that juice, Mr. American Dad!"
I stuck my tongue out.
Did he think I would care?
I tasted his precum dripping in my mouth. Fresh proteins.
"Not so bad for an Italian.... But I guess you guys are good with food!"
He laughed at my comment and pushed his wet dick back into Sergio's mouth, while I was still furiously fucking his hole.
Andrea went a bit further with testing my sub's side when he sat down on my face a few minutes later.
Can you believe that? A hairy, musky, European ass crashed into me and was preventing me from breathing!
"Prick!" I groaned at him after he had almost smothered me.
I had a few of his black hair stuck on my cheek. His hole was raunchy as hell.
It was all in good fun of course; I had loved every second of this. So much so that I felt my dick about to explode in Sergio's familiar butt hole.
We had been manhandling him for a half hour before we finally jizzed.
Trust me, I had a lot of cream to unload. Andrea nutted in his mouth, and incidentally, on my own face, and I properly bred Sergio.
I made Andrea licked the jizz dripping from my heated dick though, coming straight from the ass.
He owed me that, but thankfully, he happily obliged and sucked me off while I was deflating in his mouth.
Overall, a good old time between bros!
Andrea even stayed in for a quick drink afterwards.
He was in the US for business and he would be back in about six months.
"Let's meet again when I return." He suggested.
"If you want to visit the middle of nowhere in Utah, why not." I spoke.
"It's not just his name on GrindR, Joe actually is a farmer." Sergio explained.
"That must be nice. I'm going insane working in an office all day, travelling only to go in the same boring meeting rooms. But I thought you two were living together?"
"We're not." I intervened immediately.
"You're married or something?"
Andrea looked at my hand, searching for a ring.
"I'm not married."
"But you guys are not together? Why?"
It was brazened to question us while he was the one cheating on his wife but I suppose that was the European's spirit in a nutshell, thinking they were better than anyone else.
"We're not, we're both single." Sergio told.
"And I'm happy like that." I insisted.
"I wish I was single too!" Andrea chuckled.
He did not stay for long; he had more people to see before leaving.
I wondered if that meant more work meetings or more sex but I did not ask.
Sergio looked at me strangely once his guest was gone.
"We're still cool with fucking with no strings attached?" He asked me.
"Yeah, of course. I mean, unless you're going to get weird about this?"
"I know you're leaving soon; I have no expectation. Besides, closed-off farmers are not doing much for me, sentimentally I mean. Sexually, I'm not complaining." He added.
He grinned at me.
"Perfect, then."
"Should we plan something for next week?"
As it happened, an idea had been making his way into my mind and our encounter with Andrea had gotten me even more in the mood.
"I think that we should. I have something to suggest actually, or rather someone."
"Really? Who?"
"Today was sort of your party, two macho guys taking care of you, right?"
"If you say so, you didn't seem like you were so bored yourself..."
"I'll grant you that, I loved it. And I hope you will love my own party. What would you think about a threesome with..."
"Not a woman!" He immediately interjected.
I burst out laughing.
"I was not going to say a woman, I wanted to mention another bottom. I met with this guy some weeks ago, my very first GrindR date actually and I had not fucked him since then. Sometimes, he reminds me of you."
"Of me? I doubt he has my daze but I'm listening..."
"His name is BigTrunk69 on the app if that can give you any indication. He's pretty active there."
"Name doesn't ring a bell; never saw him I think."
I gave him my phone so he could check BigTrunk69's profile... and rather explicit pictures.
"I bet he's not really in your usual criteria of research. He's not really the dominant top type."
"Indeed.... He's hot though."
"He is. His name is Tommy and he's been asking for a while to meet again. I had discussed fucking his ass next week but I thought it might be fun if you tag along. What were you saying? Three's company?"
Sergio scrolled through the pictures; they were getting more and more outrageous as he went.
"You want me to fuck him?"
"Actually, I was more thinking about having the two of you..." I searched for my words and hesitated, but in the end, I decided to tell it like I was truly feeling it. "... competing."
Sergio chuckled.
"A bottoms' competition? That's fucked up!"
"Listen, it was only a sug..."
He cut me off.
"Of course, I'm in!"
I smiled.
I wrote to Tommy and he replied almost right away. We had a date!
[To be continued]
Chapter 17: Three's Company (part 2)
"Go ahead, service our guest."
"Mfff Fffyess..."
Andrea put his two hands behind his own head, letting Sergio do all the work beneath him.
"Che caldo! Si!"
Sergio was really good at this.
While he was bobbing up and down Andrea's cock, he grabbed my own dick to jerk me off furiously so I would not be left behind.
I appreciated the attention but I wanted to have even more fun.
I rubbed my massive dick against his face, his beard, and his cheek as I could feel the Italian cock through his skin.
Sergio looked amazing with two dripping cocks all over his face.
"You're an impressive guy." Andrea told me as we were trying to push both of our cocks in Sergio's stretched mouth.
I thought like his eyes were about to pop out of their sockets!
"Wanna taste it? There's enough meat for two!" I told our Italian macho guest.
Andrea hesitated, but not for long.
The man got down on his knees and, believe me, it was not for praying.
Two cock-suckers servicing me at once, that was nice. Sergio was focused on swallowing my balls while Andrea was going up and down my thick shaft.
As often, the married guys were the best bitches of all!
How many days, weeks, or months since he had been dreaming to slide a huge cock in his mouth?
Andrea managed to swallow me almost entirely, his tongue meeting with Sergio's at one point, in a moisty sloppy fest.
When he pulled back, he was practically crying.
"Porca puttana!" He swore in Italian.
"Nice job, man." I encouraged Andrea while Sergio was still sniffing my balls and ass.
"I want to fuck him now!"
Funny how Andrea was basically asking for my approval, and not Sergio's, to shove it deep in his ass. It was established that I was the one being in charge.
Just the natural order of things.
Believe me though, Sergio was more than happy to get his dicking.
And double trouble was better than one!
I was not used to be a spectator but for once, I sat down in an armchair to watch Andrea remove Sergio's black dildo from his ass and to bury his own dick inside instead.
"Nice..." I whispered, watching the live-pornographic movie.
The Italian was fit and he had good stamina.
He fucked Sergio doggy-style on the floor, his hairy balls fapping hard against his ass, his sweat dripping on his back.
When I felt like Sergio was moaning too much, I stood back up and shoved my dick in his throat to make him shut up.
Spit-roasting, anyone?
I fucked Sergio's throat while Andrea banged his ass.
It reminded me of one particularly hot afternoon we had with Bob back at the glory hole. It was a rare occasion though.
I may have dished on Sacramento before, but nearly three months into living there, I was really starting to see how it could be nice to live in a larger city. So much more opportunities!
International sex was something I definitely had to do more often.
We were all grunting like animals by this point.
I could tell that Sergio's training with the blowjobs was paying off, because he could handle my cock ramming his throat without pushing back, all the while getting hard-fucked from behind.
"Puttana! Si.... Yes!" Andrea barked as he was thrusting his large hips.
The fact that Sergio's prostate was getting heavily stimulated was probably helping clearing his mind off.
He was having the time of his life.
At some point, Andrea fist bumped me and I thought this was the perfect expression of manly brotherhood.
If you want my opinion, this is what men should be doing all the damn time!
I freed Sergio's mouth for a few seconds so he could catch back his breath.
He had only one request.
"Let's switch things up! Please..."
That was probably the smart choice, the biggest and girthiest cock in his champion's ass, and the Italian dick in his throat.
I lied down on the floor and Sergio impaled himself onto me, jumping up and down on my rod with not much difficulty. Thank you to Andrea for properly opening him up!
I barely had to move.
At the same time, our Italian mate was attempting to keep his cock in Sergio's mouth despite the rough banging.
Again, the view of raw sexuality and manhood above me was almost as nice as the feelings of my cock being worked up inside that wet and warm asshole.
Andrea was feisty too.
As his cock was towering over me, he stroked it right above my head so it would rain precum all over my face.
"Drink that juice, Mr. American Dad!"
I stuck my tongue out.
Did he think I would care?
I tasted his precum dripping in my mouth. Fresh proteins.
"Not so bad for an Italian.... But I guess you guys are good with food!"
He laughed at my comment and pushed his wet dick back into Sergio's mouth, while I was still furiously fucking his hole.
Andrea went a bit further with testing my sub's side when he sat down on my face a few minutes later.
Can you believe that? A hairy, musky, European ass crashed into me and was preventing me from breathing!
"Prick!" I groaned at him after he had almost smothered me.
I had a few of his black hair stuck on my cheek. His hole was raunchy as hell.
It was all in good fun of course; I had loved every second of this. So much so that I felt my dick about to explode in Sergio's familiar butt hole.
We had been manhandling him for a half hour before we finally jizzed.
Trust me, I had a lot of cream to unload. Andrea nutted in his mouth, and incidentally, on my own face, and I properly bred Sergio.
I made Andrea licked the jizz dripping from my heated dick though, coming straight from the ass.
He owed me that, but thankfully, he happily obliged and sucked me off while I was deflating in his mouth.
Overall, a good old time between bros!
Andrea even stayed in for a quick drink afterwards.
He was in the US for business and he would be back in about six months.
"Let's meet again when I return." He suggested.
"If you want to visit the middle of nowhere in Utah, why not." I spoke.
"It's not just his name on GrindR, Joe actually is a farmer." Sergio explained.
"That must be nice. I'm going insane working in an office all day, travelling only to go in the same boring meeting rooms. But I thought you two were living together?"
"We're not." I intervened immediately.
"You're married or something?"
Andrea looked at my hand, searching for a ring.
"I'm not married."
"But you guys are not together? Why?"
It was brazened to question us while he was the one cheating on his wife but I suppose that was the European's spirit in a nutshell, thinking they were better than anyone else.
"We're not, we're both single." Sergio told.
"And I'm happy like that." I insisted.
"I wish I was single too!" Andrea chuckled.
He did not stay for long; he had more people to see before leaving.
I wondered if that meant more work meetings or more sex but I did not ask.
Sergio looked at me strangely once his guest was gone.
"We're still cool with fucking with no strings attached?" He asked me.
"Yeah, of course. I mean, unless you're going to get weird about this?"
"I know you're leaving soon; I have no expectation. Besides, closed-off farmers are not doing much for me, sentimentally I mean. Sexually, I'm not complaining." He added.
He grinned at me.
"Perfect, then."
"Should we plan something for next week?"
As it happened, an idea had been making his way into my mind and our encounter with Andrea had gotten me even more in the mood.
"I think that we should. I have something to suggest actually, or rather someone."
"Really? Who?"
"Today was sort of your party, two macho guys taking care of you, right?"
"If you say so, you didn't seem like you were so bored yourself..."
"I'll grant you that, I loved it. And I hope you will love my own party. What would you think about a threesome with..."
"Not a woman!" He immediately interjected.
I burst out laughing.
"I was not going to say a woman, I wanted to mention another bottom. I met with this guy some weeks ago, my very first GrindR date actually and I had not fucked him since then. Sometimes, he reminds me of you."
"Of me? I doubt he has my daze but I'm listening..."
"His name is BigTrunk69 on the app if that can give you any indication. He's pretty active there."
"Name doesn't ring a bell; never saw him I think."
I gave him my phone so he could check BigTrunk69's profile... and rather explicit pictures.
"I bet he's not really in your usual criteria of research. He's not really the dominant top type."
"Indeed.... He's hot though."
"He is. His name is Tommy and he's been asking for a while to meet again. I had discussed fucking his ass next week but I thought it might be fun if you tag along. What were you saying? Three's company?"
Sergio scrolled through the pictures; they were getting more and more outrageous as he went.
"You want me to fuck him?"
"Actually, I was more thinking about having the two of you..." I searched for my words and hesitated, but in the end, I decided to tell it like I was truly feeling it. "... competing."
Sergio chuckled.
"A bottoms' competition? That's fucked up!"
"Listen, it was only a sug..."
He cut me off.
"Of course, I'm in!"
I smiled.
I wrote to Tommy and he replied almost right away. We had a date!
[To be continued]
Estou sentindo falta do Blake... Quero ver o Joe foder ele de novo, e vice-versa
I like the story from Joe's pov, but I think it's time to bring Blake back into the story.
Whenever I want to cum, I read this chapter. It’s just sooooo good. Thank you!
A FALL IN THE CITY
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Chapter 18: The Bottoms' Competition (part 1)
At 44, I had made more than my fair share of mistakes in life.
Suggesting to Tommy to meet us at the gym to get some work-out done before we would fuck was certainly another one of them.
Who was I kidding?
Of course, we would be unable to keep our hands off each other in the sauna!
Who was I fooling pretending that we would wait until we were back home to have sex.
We got together on a Thursday night in early December.
The gym was practically empty, about to close, and we were definitely horny.
Sergio and Tommy were wearing their shortest shorts (grey for Sergio, bright fluorescent green for Tommy) when I met with them in the parking lot.
In a way, going to the gym was very fitting for the theme I had come up with.
It was only right that the "bottoms' competition" should be starting off with some series of squats and an actual athletic challenge.
They were both very proud of their juicy bums, - inside and out -, and I bet that they were happy to measure each other's up, with my gigantic farmer's cock as the ultimate deciding factor as to who the winner was.
Already, they were assessing each other as we walked inside the gym.
On my side, I was just enjoying how they were already trying to show off the goods.
Sergio was acting different than usual, arching his back a little more as he walked in front of me. Even down to the choice of his shorts, I could tell that he was looking for my attention.
It was a brand-new pair and he was clearly going commando.
Tommy was his usual slutty-self.
I mean, I had only met him once but he was exactly how I remembered him: daring, cheeky, and not afraid to display his naughty side... even in public.
"So, I came here to battle in a competition, what is it about? I hope there are some official rules and a referee." He told as we were putting out bags in the lockers.
"I make up the rules, and my cock is the referee, how does it work for you?" I snapped back, grabbing his ass in the empty locker-room.
I was in a filthy mood.
"Aaaah." He moaned in a high-pitched voice. "Sounds good."
Sergio rolled his eyes.
"Before you two start fucking right there, may I remind you that we're in a public place and a guy is changing on the other side of that locker?"
"Don't worry, Sergio, we'll behave."
I bet he was mostly talking out of jealousy because he did not seem to care that much when he was the one, I was drilling in the communal showers!
I squeezed his ass too, and he bit his lips.
"I'm not crazy, we won't take too much risks." Tommy told Sergio to reassure him.
They were meeting for the first time; it could have potentially been awkward between them.
Sergio grabbed my bulge in a daring move, probably wanted to prove himself off.
"That's okay, I can handle some heat!"
Well, awkward was probably a poor choice of words.
Those two sex-freaks were meant to get along... and to service my demanding cock!
As a couple of guys were leaving the gym and changing into their regular clothes in the locker-rooms, we stopped our shenanigans and moved on to the working-out space.
You guessed it, it was about to be a session heavily focused on the glutes.
Back squats, Romanian deadlift, hips' thrusts, I made them sweat their ass off until their nylon shorts were all drenched and practically see-through.
I loved it, how they were constantly trying to top each other off (so to speak) and to do more sets than the other.
As it turned out, winning a made-up sex competition was a great way to be motivated at the gym.
Who knew?
Maybe I should have opened my own sport centre. I would have definitely kept the gym rats in shape and dedicated!
I took part in the exercises as well but I was mostly watching (and enjoying) the show. I did not care that much about working my fat hairy ass.
It was only the three of us in the room, - the few guys who were still there were pulling weights in another space -, and the sexual tension was increasing all throughout the session.
Needless to say, by the end of it, I was hard as a rock and leaking in my own shorts.
The stain of precum became outrageously visible, as well as my cockhead and veiny shaft, and I caught my two bottoms staring and drooling.
To make things even spicier, I would use the pretext of helping them with their moves to cop a feel.
I stood behind Sergio first and I grabbed his waist.
"Get down, man..."
"Like that?"
He rubbed his ass against my cock.
"Lower, you really need to push yourself to see some progress."
"Aaaah... Fuck, it's hard..."
My massive rod was now resting right in the middle of his ass crack. Without the fabric of our respective shorts, we would have been fucking.
"I know it's hard... But don't worry, man, I gotcha."
"Yes... Aaaah..."
I lifted him up, and pushed him back down. I had always enjoyed manhandling a submissive guy.
Tommy had stopped his own set of squats to stare at us.
He did not look like he was hard under his shorts. Not yet... But I would certainly take care of that.
"Need some help back there?" I asked.
"Sure... Show me how I'm supposed to squat again, Mr. Farmer?"
I let go of Sergio to take care of Tommy.
Some men might have been overwhelmed with the options, but I knew I could handle two bottoms all at once.
As long as my feelings were not involved, I was pretty fine with any situation.
"Here you go, start by bending over a little."
"You're sure?"
"It'll help you figure the right position."
Tommy was smiling to his ears as he happily obliged and continued the role-play.
Frankly, the idea of a competition was silly. How could have I compared those delicious bums?
Both felt amazing underneath my wandering hands. I would say that Tommy was firmer while Sergio was bit fuller and juicer, but I did not have any preference between the two.
Especially when I was practically dry-humping them in the middle of the empty gym.
Things were about to get downright sexual, - the waistband of my shorts was barely holding on -, when a manager passed by to tell us that the gym was about to close.
"If you want to use the sauna, it's now or never." He added.
I took that as a clear indication that the staff was fine with us horsing around (or doing more than that) in the sauna, and Sergio seemed to be under the same impression.
"It was practically an invitation, right?"
If Tommy's hard cock was still invisible, Sergio's stiffed bone was now scandalously showing.
"Yeap. I, for one, am all for a quick relaxing time in the steam room before we leave." I proposed.
"Should we go to the showers first?" Tommy asked.
"Not sure... Sergio tends to like me in my raw sweaty juice."
I spoke, referring to a comment my "sex-friend" had made me one day.
Sergio confirmed.
"The manager told us it was now or never for the sauna, let's go, guys!"
He led the way to the backroom.
At this point, when we passed by the locker-room, the gym seemed totally empty.
We got fully naked before walking into the sauna.
There, I had two surprises.
First, Sergio got a few bottles of lube and oil with him which I found quite funny. He had come prepared.
Second, I understood why Tommy had not shown any sign of erection during our training session... The dude was wearing a damn chastity cage!
It was the first time that I was seeing one in real life. His cock was trapped in a plastic tube, turning his male genitals into an unusable clit. What a bitch!
I was not sure how I was feeling about this but it definitely made my cock throb as I was taking my own shorts off.
"Nice jewellery." Sergio teased his rival.
"Thanks... Nice ass!" Tommy replied, giving the hot Latino a hard slap on his fat bubble butt.
"You too... A little bit too smooth for my taste, but your bussy looks nice enough!" Sergio gave a slap back.
For sure, he was not smooth himself. The man was hairy, just like me.
The guys were bickering but there was no real tension between them, aside from the raunchy sexual tension that one could have felt from a mile away of course.
"Guys, try to keep your hands off each other for one more minute." I settled, grabbing both of their wrist and dragging them with me inside the sauna next door.
There, we would have more privacy.
Or so I thought.
Three horny, sweaty and naked men. This was about to get fun!
We were giggling as we sat down on the benches.
For starters, we were sitting all next to each other, and I was, obviously, in the middle.
"Jeeez... I was wondering if I had not been exaggerating the size in my head." Tommy whistled on my left, grabbing my cock with no further ado.
"Not the first time someone's telling me that..."
I felt another hand stroking my dick, coming from my right.
"You can have the cockhead, I like the girthy base and the balls." Sergio told his new partner.
"Hmmm... Good team work, boys!"
They were now jerking my cock together, Tommy rubbing my piss slit and playing with my cockhead, while Sergio was massaging my balls and feeling up the base of my pole.
I was already dripping precum on them.
At this point, three or four hands were servicing me simultaneously, caressing my groin, my cock, my balls, even down to my perineum and my no-longer-virgin hole.
I spread my legs wide so they would have access to anything they would want to play with. Both men were skilled and making me feel good.
They went down at the same time, almost bumping their heads, as they started licking and sniffing me up.
They were about to blow me but I wanted to take my sweet time.
"Not so fast... Hmmm... Guys... Take care of my nipples first..."
"Yes, farmer daddy..."
They kept stroking my cock only with the addition on slurping on my big titties at the same time.
[Chapter 18 continues below]
Chapter 18: The Bottoms' Competition (part 1)
At 44, I had made more than my fair share of mistakes in life.
Suggesting to Tommy to meet us at the gym to get some work-out done before we would fuck was certainly another one of them.
Who was I kidding?
Of course, we would be unable to keep our hands off each other in the sauna!
Who was I fooling pretending that we would wait until we were back home to have sex.
We got together on a Thursday night in early December.
The gym was practically empty, about to close, and we were definitely horny.
Sergio and Tommy were wearing their shortest shorts (grey for Sergio, bright fluorescent green for Tommy) when I met with them in the parking lot.
In a way, going to the gym was very fitting for the theme I had come up with.
It was only right that the "bottoms' competition" should be starting off with some series of squats and an actual athletic challenge.
They were both very proud of their juicy bums, - inside and out -, and I bet that they were happy to measure each other's up, with my gigantic farmer's cock as the ultimate deciding factor as to who the winner was.
Already, they were assessing each other as we walked inside the gym.
On my side, I was just enjoying how they were already trying to show off the goods.
Sergio was acting different than usual, arching his back a little more as he walked in front of me. Even down to the choice of his shorts, I could tell that he was looking for my attention.
It was a brand-new pair and he was clearly going commando.
Tommy was his usual slutty-self.
I mean, I had only met him once but he was exactly how I remembered him: daring, cheeky, and not afraid to display his naughty side... even in public.
"So, I came here to battle in a competition, what is it about? I hope there are some official rules and a referee." He told as we were putting out bags in the lockers.
"I make up the rules, and my cock is the referee, how does it work for you?" I snapped back, grabbing his ass in the empty locker-room.
I was in a filthy mood.
"Aaaah." He moaned in a high-pitched voice. "Sounds good."
Sergio rolled his eyes.
"Before you two start fucking right there, may I remind you that we're in a public place and a guy is changing on the other side of that locker?"
"Don't worry, Sergio, we'll behave."
I bet he was mostly talking out of jealousy because he did not seem to care that much when he was the one, I was drilling in the communal showers!
I squeezed his ass too, and he bit his lips.
"I'm not crazy, we won't take too much risks." Tommy told Sergio to reassure him.
They were meeting for the first time; it could have potentially been awkward between them.
Sergio grabbed my bulge in a daring move, probably wanted to prove himself off.
"That's okay, I can handle some heat!"
Well, awkward was probably a poor choice of words.
Those two sex-freaks were meant to get along... and to service my demanding cock!
As a couple of guys were leaving the gym and changing into their regular clothes in the locker-rooms, we stopped our shenanigans and moved on to the working-out space.
You guessed it, it was about to be a session heavily focused on the glutes.
Back squats, Romanian deadlift, hips' thrusts, I made them sweat their ass off until their nylon shorts were all drenched and practically see-through.
I loved it, how they were constantly trying to top each other off (so to speak) and to do more sets than the other.
As it turned out, winning a made-up sex competition was a great way to be motivated at the gym.
Who knew?
Maybe I should have opened my own sport centre. I would have definitely kept the gym rats in shape and dedicated!
I took part in the exercises as well but I was mostly watching (and enjoying) the show. I did not care that much about working my fat hairy ass.
It was only the three of us in the room, - the few guys who were still there were pulling weights in another space -, and the sexual tension was increasing all throughout the session.
Needless to say, by the end of it, I was hard as a rock and leaking in my own shorts.
The stain of precum became outrageously visible, as well as my cockhead and veiny shaft, and I caught my two bottoms staring and drooling.
To make things even spicier, I would use the pretext of helping them with their moves to cop a feel.
I stood behind Sergio first and I grabbed his waist.
"Get down, man..."
"Like that?"
He rubbed his ass against my cock.
"Lower, you really need to push yourself to see some progress."
"Aaaah... Fuck, it's hard..."
My massive rod was now resting right in the middle of his ass crack. Without the fabric of our respective shorts, we would have been fucking.
"I know it's hard... But don't worry, man, I gotcha."
"Yes... Aaaah..."
I lifted him up, and pushed him back down. I had always enjoyed manhandling a submissive guy.
Tommy had stopped his own set of squats to stare at us.
He did not look like he was hard under his shorts. Not yet... But I would certainly take care of that.
"Need some help back there?" I asked.
"Sure... Show me how I'm supposed to squat again, Mr. Farmer?"
I let go of Sergio to take care of Tommy.
Some men might have been overwhelmed with the options, but I knew I could handle two bottoms all at once.
As long as my feelings were not involved, I was pretty fine with any situation.
"Here you go, start by bending over a little."
"You're sure?"
"It'll help you figure the right position."
Tommy was smiling to his ears as he happily obliged and continued the role-play.
Frankly, the idea of a competition was silly. How could have I compared those delicious bums?
Both felt amazing underneath my wandering hands. I would say that Tommy was firmer while Sergio was bit fuller and juicer, but I did not have any preference between the two.
Especially when I was practically dry-humping them in the middle of the empty gym.
Things were about to get downright sexual, - the waistband of my shorts was barely holding on -, when a manager passed by to tell us that the gym was about to close.
"If you want to use the sauna, it's now or never." He added.
I took that as a clear indication that the staff was fine with us horsing around (or doing more than that) in the sauna, and Sergio seemed to be under the same impression.
"It was practically an invitation, right?"
If Tommy's hard cock was still invisible, Sergio's stiffed bone was now scandalously showing.
"Yeap. I, for one, am all for a quick relaxing time in the steam room before we leave." I proposed.
"Should we go to the showers first?" Tommy asked.
"Not sure... Sergio tends to like me in my raw sweaty juice."
I spoke, referring to a comment my "sex-friend" had made me one day.
Sergio confirmed.
"The manager told us it was now or never for the sauna, let's go, guys!"
He led the way to the backroom.
At this point, when we passed by the locker-room, the gym seemed totally empty.
We got fully naked before walking into the sauna.
There, I had two surprises.
First, Sergio got a few bottles of lube and oil with him which I found quite funny. He had come prepared.
Second, I understood why Tommy had not shown any sign of erection during our training session... The dude was wearing a damn chastity cage!
It was the first time that I was seeing one in real life. His cock was trapped in a plastic tube, turning his male genitals into an unusable clit. What a bitch!
I was not sure how I was feeling about this but it definitely made my cock throb as I was taking my own shorts off.
"Nice jewellery." Sergio teased his rival.
"Thanks... Nice ass!" Tommy replied, giving the hot Latino a hard slap on his fat bubble butt.
"You too... A little bit too smooth for my taste, but your bussy looks nice enough!" Sergio gave a slap back.
For sure, he was not smooth himself. The man was hairy, just like me.
The guys were bickering but there was no real tension between them, aside from the raunchy sexual tension that one could have felt from a mile away of course.
"Guys, try to keep your hands off each other for one more minute." I settled, grabbing both of their wrist and dragging them with me inside the sauna next door.
There, we would have more privacy.
Or so I thought.
Three horny, sweaty and naked men. This was about to get fun!
We were giggling as we sat down on the benches.
For starters, we were sitting all next to each other, and I was, obviously, in the middle.
"Jeeez... I was wondering if I had not been exaggerating the size in my head." Tommy whistled on my left, grabbing my cock with no further ado.
"Not the first time someone's telling me that..."
I felt another hand stroking my dick, coming from my right.
"You can have the cockhead, I like the girthy base and the balls." Sergio told his new partner.
"Hmmm... Good team work, boys!"
They were now jerking my cock together, Tommy rubbing my piss slit and playing with my cockhead, while Sergio was massaging my balls and feeling up the base of my pole.
I was already dripping precum on them.
At this point, three or four hands were servicing me simultaneously, caressing my groin, my cock, my balls, even down to my perineum and my no-longer-virgin hole.
I spread my legs wide so they would have access to anything they would want to play with. Both men were skilled and making me feel good.
They went down at the same time, almost bumping their heads, as they started licking and sniffing me up.
They were about to blow me but I wanted to take my sweet time.
"Not so fast... Hmmm... Guys... Take care of my nipples first..."
"Yes, farmer daddy..."
They kept stroking my cock only with the addition on slurping on my big titties at the same time.
[Chapter 18 continues below]
A FALL IN THE CITY
Chapter 18: The Bottoms' Competition (part 2)
Each nipple was thoroughly taken care of by one of my men.
I truly had a genius idea with organizing this threesome.
But I was getting way too horny already, I needed to edge myself some more before getting down to business.
Besides, it was a competition and the first step was to assess the participants. Right?
"Go over there, on the bench in front of me, and show me what you've got!"
"You're freaking nasty today..." Sergio whispered in my ear.
"I am."
Tommy was already crawling towards the other bench, arching his back like never before.
Sergio soon realized he was losing ground in the battle for my attention, he gave me one last stroke and he did the same, getting on all fours and smacking his ass against Tommy's.
"Oh, fuck..." I mumbled.
I did not wank my dick off because I was already about to jizz, seeing the buns' feast before my eyes.
Lighting in the sauna was not great but it was good enough to see the two bubble asses twerking and bumping into each other.
Sergio used his oil to make his own ass shine, but he was generous enough to apply the balm on his partner's ass as well.
White, brown, and oily, I could not wait for my dick to be in the middle of that yummy sandwich.
I remembered the first evening when I had met Sergio. I was bored, worried about Blake, and I thought he was such a professional bartender.
Look at him now, bouncing his massive trunk like there was no tomorrow!
I could not just watch anymore; I got on all fours myself and shoved my face right in the middle. They kept twerking and I was soon smothered by so much tasty ass.
I stuck my tongue out and licked everything that I could.
At this point, my eyes were shut and I could only recognize one ass from the other because of the hair.
Well, there was the scent too. I had gotten very accustomed to Sergio's raunchy smell.
"Hmmm... yes... Eat my ass, Joe..."
"Mine... Please, mine..."
They were literally begging for my wet tongue.
Thank God, I could multitask.
I finger-banged Tommy and I kept on rimming Sergio. They were both moaning like excited sluts.
Honestly, I had totally forgotten that we were in a supposed-to-be "public" place.
To be fair, I was not thinking about anything. This was just too damn good!
"Sit on... Sit on my... Face..." I pleaded.
I lied my head on the heated room's wooden floor and two pair of big asses fight for their way onto my mouth.
They were smothering me down, it was so fucking hot in there, and we were all sweating so bad... I could have very well lost consciousness but it would have been all worth it!
Pure hotness, in all senses of the word.
As I was eating Tommy's smooth ass, Sergio had gone back to stroking my cock. I felt his lips against my cockhead once again, - he was so eager -, and I thought it was time for the next challenge.
I straightened up, drank some water, - we all needed it -, and I went back to sit on the bench.
My two submissives were still on all fours, on the floor, waiting for my instructions.
"You can eat your meal, boys." I announced formally.
They jumped between my hairy legs like a single man, fighting each other's off to suck, slurp and lick my horse-cock.
Thankfully, there was enough ground for two eager mouths to be fully satisfied.
The slurpy sounds as they were gagging on my slab of meat and spitting in each other's mouth were driving me insane.
I could not even look at them or I would have emptied all my loads on their respective mouths and faces right away.
Thinking of which, maybe I should have had!
Tommy gagged on my cock and he could go all the way down. Impressive.
To be fair, he was helped by Sergio who was pushing down and holding the back of his head.
"Mmfff... Mmffff..."
"Yes, men... Feed yourself on Farmer Daddy's monster cock!"
"Mmfff... Mmfff..."
I looked away again.
I could not say who was swallowing my balls and alternatively licking up my ass but he was doing a damn good job at it.
I was about to nut.
"Guys... Wait..."
I did not want to, not so soon. The problem was, they could not keep their mouths and hands out of my slippery dick!
My cock was pulsating and leaking like crazy.
Sergio was jerking himself off but poor Tommy could not do much with his small dicklet locked in a cage.
I needed to make him cum another way...
"Sergio, suck my feet off." I commanded.
"Wh... What?"
That was new for us, but I was in the mood for some nasty shit.
"Tommy is going to sit on my cock, so you should keep yourself busy in the meantime. Train your throat with my right foot"
Tommy's eyes immediately widened in excitement.
Sergio seemed a bit disappointed to be delegated at sucking my feet. That being said, he immediately obliged.
"Don't worry, man, your turn will come right after." I reassured him.
Sergio spat on my big toe and winked at me.
Tommy was already climbing up on my legs.
"Hmmm..."
"Get on there, bitch."
He wrapped his hands around my neck and he sat on my thighs, my cock was quickly lodged right between his buns.
I had to move slightly to get right in.
It was about time for some bareback action!
"Fuuuuuck... Yes!"
It was sliding in his hole like I was dipping myself in warm butter.
"That's a damn welcoming asshole!" I praised him.
"Yes... Yes, for you, daddy! Hmmm... Fuck, you're big!"
I had a flashback to Blake calling me daddy the previous Summer while I was fucking him in the same position.
I shoved my dick further to clear my mind.
I could not start thinking about Blake, not during the best threesome of my life.
I started fucking Tommy like a damn machine, his ridiculous plastic cage bouncing on my stomach.
"You like that?!"
"God... Yes... Please..."
"Been waiting for this for so long, right?"
"Yeah... I... I've been fucking my hole thinking about your cock, Joe... You... You're... Hmmm... So much better than the dildos..."
"I bet that I am!"
I thrusted my hips even more, slamming his prostate.
"Since we've met... I... Hmmm... I could only think about this..."
Below me, Sergio was still avidly sucking my toes, looking at the hardcore show right above his face with envy.
Honestly, I was tearing Tommy's ass apart but I knew what I was doing, and the man was capable of handling this.
"Bring you ass... Hmm... Up here, Sergio!" I demanded.
I did not want to leave him behind.
If my cock was already in good use, I could at the very least get my fingers up his wet ass as well.
He bent over on the bench and I slid one, two, and then three fingers to stretch his hairy musky hole. At this point, Tommy was buried balls deep inside of me.
We were like three dogs in heat.
Well, the analogy of two hungry bitches and one well-endowed white bull would have been more accurate, but you get the idea.
Once I felt like I had pounded him sufficiently, I lifted Tommy up in the air, I pulled back my dick out of his ass, and then, I laid him on all fours.
I did the same with Sergio.
My goal was to have the two asses right below me, in the doggy style position.
This was exactly what I had pictured when I had imagined the threesome, except that in my mind, we would have been in Sergio's place and not in the gym's sauna. Although, this was only making it better.
"Now, let's really test who's got the best shithole!"
This was a competition after all.
I dove my cock in Sergio's hairy ass first, it was his first dicking of the day, I went straight in, - "Aaaaaah..." -, and right after, I dove into Tommy's already stretched hole, - "Aaaah..." -.
From this point on, I was going back and forth between each gaping hole, taking turn to feel their deep anal cavities, assessing the differences between them, and ultimately, drilling them both until they could not handle it anymore.
We were making crazy bestial noises in there.
I figured that we had been in the sauna for nearly half an hour and that the manager was not naïve to whatever we were doing there.
Basically, I was not concerned that he might catch us.
Besides, we were almost done.
I could not hold myself any longer.
I shoved my dick in one hole, then the other, and then back, the two anuses were stretching like crazy, both men were moaning and spreading their asses with their hands to allow me a better access to their insides.
I was smashing their prostate furiously.
What a fucking great day to be alive!
When I was not ploughing them with my XXL cock, I slid fingers in their holes alternatively. For the both of them, I could now go in with four fingers... They were gaping to the limits.
"Beautiful... Hmmm... Beautiful guys..."
I was so horny, so ready to explode. I had been saving my juice for that very moment.
They were bouncing their cocks on my dick, each of them wanted my seed to reach their hole first.
Every time I was moving to one of them, he was doing anything in his power to make me burst my loads.
Talk about a hot steamy paradise!
I let you imagine the sweat pouring out of me...
Well, I was about to be sent right back to cold reality.
I had accounted for the manager, but I genuinely thought that there was not a single client left in the damn gym.
Still, as I was about to jizz, my dick literally shaking in Sergio's working hole, someone walked inside the sauna.
I was so lost in my damn world that when I saw the figure walking towards us, the only thing I thought of saying was...
"Wanna join in, man!? Hmmm... I'm fucking them good tonight!"
Is three's company, why not having fun with a fourth?!
I acted just like we were in a gay sex club.
I would be regretting these words for quite a long time.
The blond man audibly gasped.
Tall, athletic, stark naked, with a flaccid fat cock and a Hollywood actor's face, Eric appeared in the steam, his hands covering his mouth in a state of shock.
You know the eye covering monkey emoji? That was almost exactly it.
For some freaky reason, being caught sent me to the edge and as I pulled my dick out of Sergio's hairy ass, I started exploding all over their backs.
"Hmmm... yeeees!" I moaned.
I mean, was it so bad that Eric had caught us?
I felt like he had been checking me out at the gym often. Hell, he might have wanted to take their spot?!
But in fact, yes, it was that bad.
"Oh no..." He mumbled.
Eric hastily wrapped himself in a towel he was holding, he looked at the scene in front of him and for a few seconds, he seemed to be stuck, mesmerized.
Then, he suddenly reacted again, took a few steps back and almost tripped. He opened the door and ran away as if he had witnessed a murder.
"Shit!" Sergio cursed. "Gonna get banned from this gym."
Cum was raining on his fat ass.
Tommy was finding the situation quite funny.
"Oopsie!" He joked.
I was very much confused as the cum was still flying out of my cock like water would be coming from a hose set at full pressure.
I did not want Eric to complain to the staff, I also felt bad because I knew him from being one of Blake's mates, so I decided to run after him.
Probably another mistake of mine.
My hard dick was bouncing against my stomach, I was dripping cum everywhere, I had been fucking in a damn sauna for thirty minutes... Believe me, I must have looked like a crazy maniac when I caught Eric, rushing to put his briefs on in the locker-rooms.
"Sorry about that." I spoke, panting.
Only then, I realized how ridiculous it was for me to be standing there.
"No... No... Joe, I mean, Mr. Peterson..."
What was his problem? Come on, I thought, he must have been aware that I was fucking guys. He was eyeing me out since I had been coming to that gym!
I had not murdered anyone.
"We thought the gym was empty, man. Don't worry about what you saw. I didn't mean to invite you in... well, if you didn't want to."
I winked at him.
He looked down at my deflating, dripping, massive cock.
And then, he said the worst thing that he could have said.
"Let me stop you right there... I... Oh God... Joe, I..."
"What?"
"I'm dating Olivia. I... I thought you should know before you say anything else."
Cum dripped down on my feet.
"Oh."
AND FUCK MY LIFE.
[To be continued]
Chapter 18: The Bottoms' Competition (part 2)
Each nipple was thoroughly taken care of by one of my men.
I truly had a genius idea with organizing this threesome.
But I was getting way too horny already, I needed to edge myself some more before getting down to business.
Besides, it was a competition and the first step was to assess the participants. Right?
"Go over there, on the bench in front of me, and show me what you've got!"
"You're freaking nasty today..." Sergio whispered in my ear.
"I am."
Tommy was already crawling towards the other bench, arching his back like never before.
Sergio soon realized he was losing ground in the battle for my attention, he gave me one last stroke and he did the same, getting on all fours and smacking his ass against Tommy's.
"Oh, fuck..." I mumbled.
I did not wank my dick off because I was already about to jizz, seeing the buns' feast before my eyes.
Lighting in the sauna was not great but it was good enough to see the two bubble asses twerking and bumping into each other.
Sergio used his oil to make his own ass shine, but he was generous enough to apply the balm on his partner's ass as well.
White, brown, and oily, I could not wait for my dick to be in the middle of that yummy sandwich.
I remembered the first evening when I had met Sergio. I was bored, worried about Blake, and I thought he was such a professional bartender.
Look at him now, bouncing his massive trunk like there was no tomorrow!
I could not just watch anymore; I got on all fours myself and shoved my face right in the middle. They kept twerking and I was soon smothered by so much tasty ass.
I stuck my tongue out and licked everything that I could.
At this point, my eyes were shut and I could only recognize one ass from the other because of the hair.
Well, there was the scent too. I had gotten very accustomed to Sergio's raunchy smell.
"Hmmm... yes... Eat my ass, Joe..."
"Mine... Please, mine..."
They were literally begging for my wet tongue.
Thank God, I could multitask.
I finger-banged Tommy and I kept on rimming Sergio. They were both moaning like excited sluts.
Honestly, I had totally forgotten that we were in a supposed-to-be "public" place.
To be fair, I was not thinking about anything. This was just too damn good!
"Sit on... Sit on my... Face..." I pleaded.
I lied my head on the heated room's wooden floor and two pair of big asses fight for their way onto my mouth.
They were smothering me down, it was so fucking hot in there, and we were all sweating so bad... I could have very well lost consciousness but it would have been all worth it!
Pure hotness, in all senses of the word.
As I was eating Tommy's smooth ass, Sergio had gone back to stroking my cock. I felt his lips against my cockhead once again, - he was so eager -, and I thought it was time for the next challenge.
I straightened up, drank some water, - we all needed it -, and I went back to sit on the bench.
My two submissives were still on all fours, on the floor, waiting for my instructions.
"You can eat your meal, boys." I announced formally.
They jumped between my hairy legs like a single man, fighting each other's off to suck, slurp and lick my horse-cock.
Thankfully, there was enough ground for two eager mouths to be fully satisfied.
The slurpy sounds as they were gagging on my slab of meat and spitting in each other's mouth were driving me insane.
I could not even look at them or I would have emptied all my loads on their respective mouths and faces right away.
Thinking of which, maybe I should have had!
Tommy gagged on my cock and he could go all the way down. Impressive.
To be fair, he was helped by Sergio who was pushing down and holding the back of his head.
"Mmfff... Mmffff..."
"Yes, men... Feed yourself on Farmer Daddy's monster cock!"
"Mmfff... Mmfff..."
I looked away again.
I could not say who was swallowing my balls and alternatively licking up my ass but he was doing a damn good job at it.
I was about to nut.
"Guys... Wait..."
I did not want to, not so soon. The problem was, they could not keep their mouths and hands out of my slippery dick!
My cock was pulsating and leaking like crazy.
Sergio was jerking himself off but poor Tommy could not do much with his small dicklet locked in a cage.
I needed to make him cum another way...
"Sergio, suck my feet off." I commanded.
"Wh... What?"
That was new for us, but I was in the mood for some nasty shit.
"Tommy is going to sit on my cock, so you should keep yourself busy in the meantime. Train your throat with my right foot"
Tommy's eyes immediately widened in excitement.
Sergio seemed a bit disappointed to be delegated at sucking my feet. That being said, he immediately obliged.
"Don't worry, man, your turn will come right after." I reassured him.
Sergio spat on my big toe and winked at me.
Tommy was already climbing up on my legs.
"Hmmm..."
"Get on there, bitch."
He wrapped his hands around my neck and he sat on my thighs, my cock was quickly lodged right between his buns.
I had to move slightly to get right in.
It was about time for some bareback action!
"Fuuuuuck... Yes!"
It was sliding in his hole like I was dipping myself in warm butter.
"That's a damn welcoming asshole!" I praised him.
"Yes... Yes, for you, daddy! Hmmm... Fuck, you're big!"
I had a flashback to Blake calling me daddy the previous Summer while I was fucking him in the same position.
I shoved my dick further to clear my mind.
I could not start thinking about Blake, not during the best threesome of my life.
I started fucking Tommy like a damn machine, his ridiculous plastic cage bouncing on my stomach.
"You like that?!"
"God... Yes... Please..."
"Been waiting for this for so long, right?"
"Yeah... I... I've been fucking my hole thinking about your cock, Joe... You... You're... Hmmm... So much better than the dildos..."
"I bet that I am!"
I thrusted my hips even more, slamming his prostate.
"Since we've met... I... Hmmm... I could only think about this..."
Below me, Sergio was still avidly sucking my toes, looking at the hardcore show right above his face with envy.
Honestly, I was tearing Tommy's ass apart but I knew what I was doing, and the man was capable of handling this.
"Bring you ass... Hmm... Up here, Sergio!" I demanded.
I did not want to leave him behind.
If my cock was already in good use, I could at the very least get my fingers up his wet ass as well.
He bent over on the bench and I slid one, two, and then three fingers to stretch his hairy musky hole. At this point, Tommy was buried balls deep inside of me.
We were like three dogs in heat.
Well, the analogy of two hungry bitches and one well-endowed white bull would have been more accurate, but you get the idea.
Once I felt like I had pounded him sufficiently, I lifted Tommy up in the air, I pulled back my dick out of his ass, and then, I laid him on all fours.
I did the same with Sergio.
My goal was to have the two asses right below me, in the doggy style position.
This was exactly what I had pictured when I had imagined the threesome, except that in my mind, we would have been in Sergio's place and not in the gym's sauna. Although, this was only making it better.
"Now, let's really test who's got the best shithole!"
This was a competition after all.
I dove my cock in Sergio's hairy ass first, it was his first dicking of the day, I went straight in, - "Aaaaaah..." -, and right after, I dove into Tommy's already stretched hole, - "Aaaah..." -.
From this point on, I was going back and forth between each gaping hole, taking turn to feel their deep anal cavities, assessing the differences between them, and ultimately, drilling them both until they could not handle it anymore.
We were making crazy bestial noises in there.
I figured that we had been in the sauna for nearly half an hour and that the manager was not naïve to whatever we were doing there.
Basically, I was not concerned that he might catch us.
Besides, we were almost done.
I could not hold myself any longer.
I shoved my dick in one hole, then the other, and then back, the two anuses were stretching like crazy, both men were moaning and spreading their asses with their hands to allow me a better access to their insides.
I was smashing their prostate furiously.
What a fucking great day to be alive!
When I was not ploughing them with my XXL cock, I slid fingers in their holes alternatively. For the both of them, I could now go in with four fingers... They were gaping to the limits.
"Beautiful... Hmmm... Beautiful guys..."
I was so horny, so ready to explode. I had been saving my juice for that very moment.
They were bouncing their cocks on my dick, each of them wanted my seed to reach their hole first.
Every time I was moving to one of them, he was doing anything in his power to make me burst my loads.
Talk about a hot steamy paradise!
I let you imagine the sweat pouring out of me...
Well, I was about to be sent right back to cold reality.
I had accounted for the manager, but I genuinely thought that there was not a single client left in the damn gym.
Still, as I was about to jizz, my dick literally shaking in Sergio's working hole, someone walked inside the sauna.
I was so lost in my damn world that when I saw the figure walking towards us, the only thing I thought of saying was...
"Wanna join in, man!? Hmmm... I'm fucking them good tonight!"
Is three's company, why not having fun with a fourth?!
I acted just like we were in a gay sex club.
I would be regretting these words for quite a long time.
The blond man audibly gasped.
Tall, athletic, stark naked, with a flaccid fat cock and a Hollywood actor's face, Eric appeared in the steam, his hands covering his mouth in a state of shock.
You know the eye covering monkey emoji? That was almost exactly it.
For some freaky reason, being caught sent me to the edge and as I pulled my dick out of Sergio's hairy ass, I started exploding all over their backs.
"Hmmm... yeeees!" I moaned.
I mean, was it so bad that Eric had caught us?
I felt like he had been checking me out at the gym often. Hell, he might have wanted to take their spot?!
But in fact, yes, it was that bad.
"Oh no..." He mumbled.
Eric hastily wrapped himself in a towel he was holding, he looked at the scene in front of him and for a few seconds, he seemed to be stuck, mesmerized.
Then, he suddenly reacted again, took a few steps back and almost tripped. He opened the door and ran away as if he had witnessed a murder.
"Shit!" Sergio cursed. "Gonna get banned from this gym."
Cum was raining on his fat ass.
Tommy was finding the situation quite funny.
"Oopsie!" He joked.
I was very much confused as the cum was still flying out of my cock like water would be coming from a hose set at full pressure.
I did not want Eric to complain to the staff, I also felt bad because I knew him from being one of Blake's mates, so I decided to run after him.
Probably another mistake of mine.
My hard dick was bouncing against my stomach, I was dripping cum everywhere, I had been fucking in a damn sauna for thirty minutes... Believe me, I must have looked like a crazy maniac when I caught Eric, rushing to put his briefs on in the locker-rooms.
"Sorry about that." I spoke, panting.
Only then, I realized how ridiculous it was for me to be standing there.
"No... No... Joe, I mean, Mr. Peterson..."
What was his problem? Come on, I thought, he must have been aware that I was fucking guys. He was eyeing me out since I had been coming to that gym!
I had not murdered anyone.
"We thought the gym was empty, man. Don't worry about what you saw. I didn't mean to invite you in... well, if you didn't want to."
I winked at him.
He looked down at my deflating, dripping, massive cock.
And then, he said the worst thing that he could have said.
"Let me stop you right there... I... Oh God... Joe, I..."
"What?"
"I'm dating Olivia. I... I thought you should know before you say anything else."
Cum dripped down on my feet.
"Oh."
AND FUCK MY LIFE.
[To be continued]
Joe wants to fuck his new son-in-law? OMG
To be fair, this time around, he had NO IDEA. ahah
perrito78
Sexy Member
¡ Ay no ! Pobre Joe, ni modo jajaja excelente capitulo ¡ gracias !
