We burst into our place. Bags get dropped, door kicked closed. We are locked in a massive three way make out session. “You okay with this?” I ask Peter. He pulls away and looks at me. Lust was literally in his eyes. “I want to fuck you so hard right now” and he literally rips the shirt off of my back, buttons flying, fabric tearing. We are disrobing as we go up the stairs. Everett kisses me. “Stick your tongue in hard. Oh yeah. That’s so hot” and we collapse on the bed and Peter is fumbling for the lube. His dick is wet with passion and he squirts at my hole. I’m doggie and Everett is feeding me his cock.
Fuck, I’m getting sandwiched. Peter lines up and he pushed hard and fuck if he isn’t in and I can hear him kissing Everett and I’m getting fucked and each inward thrust pulls me onto Everett’s massive tool. And what a cock and I’m being used and abused and it’s hot and Peter is literally pounding into me. Fuck. My dick is hard and flopping away under me. I can feel precum, and I work Everett’s cock. It’s just a beautiful cock and I can sense Peter is close, and I pull off Everett and shout “I’m cumming” and I work my cock with one hand as I shoot and my mouth finds Everett’s cock just in time to taste his cum and there’s a lot and it’s salty and it’s tasty and I swallow and use my lips then my slimy fingers to milk more out of him and fuck if Peter isn’t crescendo-ing in my ass. My ass is wet and slippery and damn boy. Peter collapses on top of me, and in Everett’s lap and it’s just us. Breathing HARD.
“Holy fucking hell. That was hot” and Peter slaps my ass. We just lie there and enjoy the bliss. Everett is the first to get up and he walk to the bathroom and you hear the taps run. Then you can hear him pissing. Then a flush, the water, and he’s back onto the bed with us.
“Not gonna lie – that was HOT – way hotter than I ever thought guy-on-guy could ever be. You literally sucked the cum out of my balls”. You can hear the smile in his voice. I sit up and flip over so and then we all three are sitting with our backs against the headboard. Dicks out, going soft. Legs over each other. A tangled mess.
“So how did we get here” Peter asks? And Everett relays Sammie’s story. Peter smiles and you can see him putting the dots together.
“But you are straight, right? I mean, how do you feel having just gotten sucked off by a dude, while you were making out with another dude who was fucking the dude you were getting sucked by?” And I’m looking at Everett and he’s smiling.
“Fine, man. And relieved. If that’s ‘gay’ sex, I’m all for it. I have no idea why there has been such a historical taboo about it.” And he’s shaking his head. “I am now firmly in the camp of ‘who cares what people do behind closed doors’.” And he turns to me.
“Thank you. That was really hot. And very educating. I’m not giving up the pussy by any means. But I totally get how guys can get each other off, and I think it’s pretty cool.” And he’s smiling.
We go down for some beverages and Peter pulls his boxers on. No way am I putting Aussie Bums on for this crowd, so I head back up and put a nice manly pair of boxers on. Everett has his on, too. Shame, really. But still lots of eye candy. We sit. We chat, we got to know each other. Chat about Sammie.
“Do we tell her about this?” and Everett shrugs. “I don’t mind. She might even be pissed she missed the action. Fuck, would have been hot to have Con fuck her while he sucked me and got fucked by you, Peter” and my dick twitches at that thought. I can see Peter assessing that option. Dirty guy. Fucking hell. And my hand moves to Peter’s cock, which I rub gently. I don’t leave Everett out.
“Stop – Con. I’m not doing a second session. I have to go back to the tavern.” But see…I have two hot boys here. And I have a new cock that I want to play with. I lean into Peter’s lap and put his cock into my mouth. I move onto my knees, leaving my ass for Everett to discover. Which is does. Though my boxers as he teases my hole and his other hand finds my hard on.
I hear Peter sigh and his cock is responding to my mouth. I finger his taint and he widens his legs. The mouth of his boxers is getting wet with my saliva. He sits up and puts his dick back in and slides his boxers off. Everett gets mine off, too. His hand is gently massaging my cock and it’s like feather tight and his thumb rubs my hole and then my taint and then up to my cock, stroking slowly from the base to the tip. I feel him lean in and start to lick and eat my ass. Peter moves to lie on the arm of the sofa and I feel Everett slide his cock up to me.
“Lube. Drawer” I pause on sucking Peter just long enough to get out. No fucking way am I taking that monster cock with no lube.
And damn. For the second time in a day, I’m getting a LARGE sausage rammed up my tight ass.
“You are clean, right?” as reason returns for a fleeting second. “Yeah man” as I feel his head pierce my ass. Fucking hell. And it feels good. I am overwhelmed by sensations. Everett has lubed my cock up and he’s doing a find damn job fucking me and giving me a hand job. Not. Going. To. Last. Long. And I’m focused on my man and his cock in my mouth and his balls and his taint and giving him pleasure and his hands are on my head and he’s working me up and down like I’m a fucking doll. And he is moderating his pace, fast and slow and then down hard. I’m gaging. I can hear Everett kissing Peter. Fuck as Peter face plants my head on his cock and he spurts into my mouth. Then he pulls my head up to swallow and then he thrusts his hips up into my mouth as another burst of cream hits the back of my throat.
Everett smells the semen and he is literally banging the shit out of my ass. “I’m gonna cum, I’m fucking going to CUM!” and yep. You guessed it. He came. Once. Stopped. And then a bunch of rapid cums. His hand on my cock and I erupt at the couch. Fucking hell. I collapse on Peter.
Everett pulls his cock out and he’s pushing his cum with the head of his cock and he’s pushing it back into my hole. Penetrating me four or five times. Such a frat boy thing. “Making sure my baby-makers get in there” and I picture him doing that to a pussy with so many of his many conquests. He is a stud. Peter – 100. Everett – definitely a 92. I’m an 88. But I’ll take it. And then Everett is on me and we are doing a three way hug.
“That was fan-fucking-tastic!” and you can hear his glee.
“I fucked a chick who wouldn’t give up her V for me in college – but it was NOTHING like this. This was huge. She was like ‘it hurts’ and ‘hurry up’ as I was working her tits and clit for her. You were like a fucking porn star!” and Peter and I smile. And I roll over so we can see each other.
“Have we turned you gay?” and he looks at me. “Well, I’m not a dude virgin anymore.” And he smiles.
“Yeah you are, Everett. You don’t lose your V-card till you get fucked as well.” And you see Everett’s face freeze. And you can see his eyes focus on Peter. And then he smiles.
“Well. We may have to shake it up a little and go for a round 3. Got any pot?” and I turn to look at Peter who is smiling as he opens the pot/lube drawer. Huh. Didn’t see this angle!
Yeah. It was a fun night. Let me know if you guys want to hear about it!
Fuck, I’m getting sandwiched. Peter lines up and he pushed hard and fuck if he isn’t in and I can hear him kissing Everett and I’m getting fucked and each inward thrust pulls me onto Everett’s massive tool. And what a cock and I’m being used and abused and it’s hot and Peter is literally pounding into me. Fuck. My dick is hard and flopping away under me. I can feel precum, and I work Everett’s cock. It’s just a beautiful cock and I can sense Peter is close, and I pull off Everett and shout “I’m cumming” and I work my cock with one hand as I shoot and my mouth finds Everett’s cock just in time to taste his cum and there’s a lot and it’s salty and it’s tasty and I swallow and use my lips then my slimy fingers to milk more out of him and fuck if Peter isn’t crescendo-ing in my ass. My ass is wet and slippery and damn boy. Peter collapses on top of me, and in Everett’s lap and it’s just us. Breathing HARD.
“Holy fucking hell. That was hot” and Peter slaps my ass. We just lie there and enjoy the bliss. Everett is the first to get up and he walk to the bathroom and you hear the taps run. Then you can hear him pissing. Then a flush, the water, and he’s back onto the bed with us.
“Not gonna lie – that was HOT – way hotter than I ever thought guy-on-guy could ever be. You literally sucked the cum out of my balls”. You can hear the smile in his voice. I sit up and flip over so and then we all three are sitting with our backs against the headboard. Dicks out, going soft. Legs over each other. A tangled mess.
“So how did we get here” Peter asks? And Everett relays Sammie’s story. Peter smiles and you can see him putting the dots together.
“But you are straight, right? I mean, how do you feel having just gotten sucked off by a dude, while you were making out with another dude who was fucking the dude you were getting sucked by?” And I’m looking at Everett and he’s smiling.
“Fine, man. And relieved. If that’s ‘gay’ sex, I’m all for it. I have no idea why there has been such a historical taboo about it.” And he’s shaking his head. “I am now firmly in the camp of ‘who cares what people do behind closed doors’.” And he turns to me.
“Thank you. That was really hot. And very educating. I’m not giving up the pussy by any means. But I totally get how guys can get each other off, and I think it’s pretty cool.” And he’s smiling.
We go down for some beverages and Peter pulls his boxers on. No way am I putting Aussie Bums on for this crowd, so I head back up and put a nice manly pair of boxers on. Everett has his on, too. Shame, really. But still lots of eye candy. We sit. We chat, we got to know each other. Chat about Sammie.
“Do we tell her about this?” and Everett shrugs. “I don’t mind. She might even be pissed she missed the action. Fuck, would have been hot to have Con fuck her while he sucked me and got fucked by you, Peter” and my dick twitches at that thought. I can see Peter assessing that option. Dirty guy. Fucking hell. And my hand moves to Peter’s cock, which I rub gently. I don’t leave Everett out.
“Stop – Con. I’m not doing a second session. I have to go back to the tavern.” But see…I have two hot boys here. And I have a new cock that I want to play with. I lean into Peter’s lap and put his cock into my mouth. I move onto my knees, leaving my ass for Everett to discover. Which is does. Though my boxers as he teases my hole and his other hand finds my hard on.
I hear Peter sigh and his cock is responding to my mouth. I finger his taint and he widens his legs. The mouth of his boxers is getting wet with my saliva. He sits up and puts his dick back in and slides his boxers off. Everett gets mine off, too. His hand is gently massaging my cock and it’s like feather tight and his thumb rubs my hole and then my taint and then up to my cock, stroking slowly from the base to the tip. I feel him lean in and start to lick and eat my ass. Peter moves to lie on the arm of the sofa and I feel Everett slide his cock up to me.
“Lube. Drawer” I pause on sucking Peter just long enough to get out. No fucking way am I taking that monster cock with no lube.
And damn. For the second time in a day, I’m getting a LARGE sausage rammed up my tight ass.
“You are clean, right?” as reason returns for a fleeting second. “Yeah man” as I feel his head pierce my ass. Fucking hell. And it feels good. I am overwhelmed by sensations. Everett has lubed my cock up and he’s doing a find damn job fucking me and giving me a hand job. Not. Going. To. Last. Long. And I’m focused on my man and his cock in my mouth and his balls and his taint and giving him pleasure and his hands are on my head and he’s working me up and down like I’m a fucking doll. And he is moderating his pace, fast and slow and then down hard. I’m gaging. I can hear Everett kissing Peter. Fuck as Peter face plants my head on his cock and he spurts into my mouth. Then he pulls my head up to swallow and then he thrusts his hips up into my mouth as another burst of cream hits the back of my throat.
Everett smells the semen and he is literally banging the shit out of my ass. “I’m gonna cum, I’m fucking going to CUM!” and yep. You guessed it. He came. Once. Stopped. And then a bunch of rapid cums. His hand on my cock and I erupt at the couch. Fucking hell. I collapse on Peter.
Everett pulls his cock out and he’s pushing his cum with the head of his cock and he’s pushing it back into my hole. Penetrating me four or five times. Such a frat boy thing. “Making sure my baby-makers get in there” and I picture him doing that to a pussy with so many of his many conquests. He is a stud. Peter – 100. Everett – definitely a 92. I’m an 88. But I’ll take it. And then Everett is on me and we are doing a three way hug.
“That was fan-fucking-tastic!” and you can hear his glee.
“I fucked a chick who wouldn’t give up her V for me in college – but it was NOTHING like this. This was huge. She was like ‘it hurts’ and ‘hurry up’ as I was working her tits and clit for her. You were like a fucking porn star!” and Peter and I smile. And I roll over so we can see each other.
“Have we turned you gay?” and he looks at me. “Well, I’m not a dude virgin anymore.” And he smiles.
“Yeah you are, Everett. You don’t lose your V-card till you get fucked as well.” And you see Everett’s face freeze. And you can see his eyes focus on Peter. And then he smiles.
“Well. We may have to shake it up a little and go for a round 3. Got any pot?” and I turn to look at Peter who is smiling as he opens the pot/lube drawer. Huh. Didn’t see this angle!
Yeah. It was a fun night. Let me know if you guys want to hear about it!