It didn’t take me long to notice you from across the room. Any man in a suit catches my eye and it was a bonus to find that you were so handsome. I looked you up and down several times in an instant, trying to burn your image into my brain for private safekeeping and future recall. Even now, after all these months, I can recall my first glimpse of you and it makes me hard just thinking about kissing those lips.
I was disappointed to see that you had finished your latte and scone so quickly. I knew it wouldn’t be long before you would be out the door and I might never have a chance to meet you. Luck, or maybe fate, was with me on that day when I realized you were taking a bio break. My only chance to meet you face to face had presented itself and I moved quickly to take advantage of it. Meeting a guy in the bathroom is far from romantic, but my options were limited. I walked swiftly but casually toward the restroom to make sure my stalking went undetected. You were already at the farthest stall when I came in and I chose the one that was two away from you; which is customary bathroom etiquette in the Man’s Handbook. You glanced over your left shoulder and said, “Hey”. I responded with a half-ethusiastic, “Hey, whats up?” I took a big risk with an old joke from a friend and I blurted out, “Man, that water’s cold!” I think it only took you a second to get the joke and you let out a big “Ha!” that made me smile to myself as I looked down into the bowl. “Hey, that’s funny. Mind if I borrow that?”, you asked chuckling. “Not at all…I actually stole that from an old friend.” “Cool…thanks.”, you said. “No problem, man…later.” And then you were gone. I stood there looking down at my cock and realized that I was sporting a chub from our brief interaction. I tugged on it gently from the root to the tip as I tucked myself back into my boxer briefs.
Coming out of the restroom, I glanced toward where you had been seated. As expected, you weren’t there. But I noticed that there was something on the chair next to where you had been sitting. With no one else around and no one at the counter, I assumed it was yours and went to retrieve it. I snatched it up and headed for the door. Looking left and right, I wasn’t able to pick you out of the crowd. I quickly dismissed several dark suited figures when either the hair or the body style didn’t match. I approached the subway stairs and thought I saw you at the bottom. I jumped two steps at a time to try to catch up, but you were lost in the crowd. I glanced down at your phone and wondered how I was going to get this back to you. Perhaps you would be so appreciative when I returned it that you’d let me blow you or something. Huh…why does my mind always go there? I’m pathetic.
About half way up the subway stairs your phone starts to vibrate. I’m not sure what to do with it. Should I answer it and ask the caller who the phone belongs to? What seems like minutes for me to decide is only three or four rings. “Hello”, I say in a stong voice. “Hey Steve, it’s Paulie. We chatted on line from Craigslist. How’s it goin’?” Before I could answer, he then said, “Hey, I hope this is a good time to talk. Is it?” My head quickly processed this and I stammered out, “No, this isn’t Steve.” In a confused voice I heard, “Oh.”, and then the line went dead. “Hello??? Helllo???” Nothing. He was gone.
So now I have some clues. I think your name is Steve…if Paulie had the right number…and you had some dealings with him on Craigslist. Craigslist? Maybe he was a hookup! Fucking hot! But there I go again…thinking that every guy is gay and they all hook up. Maybe he was just selling something…maybe his car or furniture or something. I need to get myself together. What next? Do I take the phone back to the coffee shop and wait for you to call them? How will you call if you don’t have a phone? Maybe I should call Paulie back and see what he knows. Hey, its worth a shot. I touch the iPhone screen and look for the call history. I see several business apps on the screen and figure out pretty quickly that you’re a professional guy (not like the suit didn’t already give you away). Then BAM! There it is… the Grinder app on your phone. A dead giveaway that you’re “family”. I open the app and see your screen name: hotITgeek Cute…I like it. I don’t have a profile of my own, but I will soon!
Your phone starts to vibrate again and the call is from BBjock. I wonder why there isn’t a real name here and just a profile name. I smile as I click the answer button and say seductively, “Hey.” The caller pounces on that with, “Hey stud, we still on for a rematch tonight? I want more of that hot ass of yours.” I’m not sure what to say and I don’t want him to hang up on me. “Absolutely!” I blurt out, “What’s the plan again?”
“My place, man. You remember where it is? It’s forty-eight-thousand 81st street. Just hit button 889 and I’ll buzz you up. 7:00pm…K?”
“Perfect. I’ll see you then.”, I say. And I hang up the phone. What the hell did i just do? I made a date with a guy I don’t even know. He’s gonna be pissed when I show up at the door and I’m not you. Holy shit! Now my excitement has turned to fear. But now I have a way to get your phone back to you. A little unconventional, I admit, but it’s a plan.
I’m distracted for the rest of the day and I keep thinking that I should probably call BBjock back and tell him the truth. Maybe he could get a message to you and give you my information so you can pick it up. I get an idea that gets me horny. I decide to look up BBjock on Grinder and see if he has a profile there. Like a kid stealing a piece of candy from the corner store, I pull your phone out slowly from my pocket. I keep it below desk level and rest the back of my hand on my leg. Opening the Grinder app, i quickly find the search box and type in b-b-j-c-k. Damn! Why am I so nervous? I delete it and try again: b-b-j-o-c-k. Bingo! Up pops a picture of an extremely cute guy in a v-neck sweater and no undershirt. The sweater goes great with the skinny jeans and I can’t help but to notice a huge smile on his clean shaven face. I decide right then that I have to meet this guy. I’m not cancelling the date I set with him. Even if he’s pissed, I’ll talk my way out of it somehow. I’ll take the risk. Who knows…maybe BBjock will give me the appreciation blow job that i’m looking for. LOL! There I go again.
It has always been my habit to go to the gym after work. I calculate that I’ll have plenty of time for a workout before my seven o’clock date. Besides, I could really use the shower. I leave a few minutes early and get a head start on my workout. I feel like running today so I’ll spend most of my time on the treadmill. This is a great way to do my “boy scouting” as I call it. Checking out all the hot guys coming in and out, all sweating and pumped muscles. I love when I can catch the glance of a passer-by and we both smile. I remember one connection in particular of a hot italian guy who caught up to me in the showers. He was about 5’9, 180, with dark hair and cool grey eyes. He was in great shape, but not the perfect gym body. I will always choose an average guy over a gym-god. I remember that we locked eyes as he passed in front of me and we both smiled. Oddly, he passed back and forth a few times and kept smiling at me. After the thrid time I figured that he was checking me out. It felt good to be noticed that day and it added a bounce to my step and actually improved my workout. When I was done running, I walked the track for a few minutes to cool down and drink my water. I didn’t see my italian friend anywhere so I assumed he left.
In the locker room I quickly stripped and threw my sweaty clothes into my bag. Grabbing a clean white towel, I walked to the showers. I tend to always choose a corner shower stall out of habit. Maybe it has to do with the prank my roommatees in college pulled on me. I was in the center stall and two of the guys had planned to piss on my feet. So while I’m in there washing myself, two yellow streams come from each side of me and onto my feet. I was pissed! No pun intended. They laughed and told everyone what they had done. So I whipped off my towel and hung it on the hook. Stepping inside, I was eager for the coolness on my skin. I stood under the shower head and let the water hit my head. I pumped the soap dispenser and got some gel to slather on my body. I always enjoy watching the soap bubbles roll down my body and disappear into my pubes. There was a time when my gut was larger so that the soap bubbles had to leap to their death like a ski jump. While lathering, I heard the metal balls of the curtain hangers slowly scrape again the metal rod. I turned to find my italian friend standing there with a boyish smile. “Can I join you?”, he said softly. “yeah”, I said with a smile and waved him toward me. As he advanced, I took my soapy hands and guided him under the water stream, our eyes locked on each other. As the water started to hit him, I realized that his hair was already wet. He must have already showered and was waiting for me. He reached over and pumped some soap into his hand and then started to rub it on my chest. I pulled him close and kissed him. His soapy hands carressed my back and slowly made their way down to my ass. We stood there kissing and rubbing each other with our hardening cock poking at each other. Eventually we lined ourselves up so that our hard-ons were rubbing together and we were humping each other while grabbing each other’s ass. The kissing, the slickness of our skin together, the humping and grinding together got me so hot that I started thrusting and eventually shot my load between us. As I emptied my balls all over his stomach, I held him tighter and nibbled his ear and filled it with my hot breath. We slowed our pace but kept rubbing our cocks together. My new friend slid down my body, kissing my neck, chest and stomach as he made his way down to my cock. Holding my still erect cock in his fist, he stuff it in his mouth and milked the last few drops of cum from the tip. I put one hand on the top of his head and caressed him while he worked my cock. He reached for my other hand and placed it on top of his head. I took the hint and slowly fucked his face with the full length of my cock going down his throat. His deep moans of enjoyment shot a tingle to my balls and I felt the wave all the way up my chest and into my arms. I moaned in appreciation and whispered, “fuck, yeah…”
I pulled my hot romeo up by the hand. I wasn’t going to let him out of this stall until I had satisfied him. He whispered to me, “I should go.” Reaching for his softening cock I said, “Not yet, handsome.” I tugged on his cock and pulled him closer to me. We kissed some more until he was rock hard again. He had an average length cock, but it was remarkably thick. I decided to return the favor and planned to kiss my way down to his cock. I didn’t get far when I realized he had a sweet spot on his neck. When I kissed, sucked and nibbled on his neck, he got goosebumps all over. So I spent some unexpected time on his special erogenous zone while I firmly stroked his cock with my left hand. His moans of pleasure told me that he was sensitive all over and I decided to experiment. While nibbling his neck i took my right hand and found one of his nipples. Rock hard…just as I had expected. I decided that I need to make my way to them and got my lips locked on one nip while my thumb flicked the other. He let out a muffled pleasure sound that got me hard again. I knew he was enjoying this and I was very happy to do it for him. With both my hands busy and my mouth busy, it was like working lights and sound at a concert. I decided to kiss my way down to his navel and tongue it a bit. He liked that too. Eventually I let go of his cock and found it again with my mouth. Kneeling in front of him I pushed his cock down my throat while i reached up to his other nipple and worked them both at the same time. I felt both of his hands clamp down on my head so hard that I had to open my mouth wider to make sure I didn’t bite him. He started to push deep into my throat and I started to gag. I pulled off a bit but kept working his nips. His pace increased until face-fucking me. I struggled to keep him from jamming himself too deep and pushed back against his hands. Faster and faster he pumped but i had managed to work it so that I was working his cock head and only got about half of in each thrust. He started to breathe heavier until i heard him breathing through his teeth. With that, he shot his load into my mouth and while thrusting, he seemed to be pushing the cum out of my mouth. I sucked him as he slowed down and stopped. I watched some of his cum go down the drain. He pulled me up off my knees and kissed me hard. With a taste of his own cum from my lips, he was almost ravenous and probing my mouth with his tongue. We kissed and fondled some more. Then shut off the water. We had to share the one towel I had brought in. And we laughed at how horny he must have been to be so unprepared.
I was thinking about my hot encounter with the italian guy while I ran and I almost tripped when I realized I was getting hard. Encounters like those are rare but special. I look for him every time I’m here, but have never seen him again. I glance up at the clock and see it’s almost 6pm. I should be able to shower, dress, and still make it on time if the C-train is on schedule. I could walk it but don’t want to be too sweaty by the time i get there. There’s an older guy circling me like a shark. I’m guessing that he saw my crotch was full of excitement and hopes to feed. Some older guys are sexy and I don’t discriminate. But I am going to save myself for later…just in case. I dismount from the treadmill and make my way to the locker room. As I pull my shirt over my head, I notice a familiar face looking at me. It’s my italian friend! I haven’t seen him in months and now he’s standing there in front of me. If I had known I had the power to conjure up from memory, I would have done it sooner! He walks toward me and smiles. “Hey.”, he says. “Hey.”, I say with a smile. We are alone for the moment and chat briefly. I discover that he has been avoiding the gym since our encounter because he is married but he has been thinking of me alot. He wants to see me again but not for shower sex. I tell him that I have business meeting in an hour but that I am interested in seeing him again. Maybe we have lunch or dinner sometime. We agree to meet tomorrow for a drink just around the corner from here. 530pm at Springer’s Bar. He catches me staring down at his crotch and he smiles and says, “If you play your cards right, it’s all yours.” I smile at him and think to myself, Oh yeah…you can count on that. The door opens and another guy walks in. We shake hands and he nods, then turns away.
My shower is quick but I am once again distracted by my thoughts. I’ve chosen the same stall that I played with the italian guy. I’m pissed that i didn’t even ask him his name. I can’t help but to recall the whole encounter again. Who could blame me? Especially since I just saw the hot son of a bitch a few minutes ago. My shower needs to be all business and I rush to get ready. I’m clean in and out, dry, dressed and ready in a flash. I’m very excited about meeting BBjock…whoever he is.
I made it to the location in no time. I was twenty minutes early. I didn’t feel like I could show up early, so I just waited in the lobby. I wondered if you’d show up. That would make it easier to make the hand off, but difficult to explain. I sat in a comfy chair in the corner and tried to look busy as the concierge glance toward me a few times. By five minutes to seven, I was really antsy. A few minutes later I was at the intercom board pressing 8-8-9. Without a word, I heard a tone through the intercom and the door clicked. I was in and really starting to second guess myself. What was I thinking? What was my plan? How would I be received? I don’t even remember pressing the elevator call button, but the door opened and I stepped in. I never asked, but a reasonable person would expect his place to be on the eighth floor, so I pushed 8. Before i knew it, I was in front of unit 889. I stood there for a few seconds unable to move. Suddenly the door popped open.
“How long you gonna stand out there, Stevo? Oh, Hi.”, said the occupant with a very confused look.
“I’m not Steve.”, I said obviously.
“Doesn’t matter who you are, handsome. Come on in!”, he said as he took my hand and guided me in.
It only took me a couple of minutes to tell him how I got there and why. I told him that I got caught up in the excitement of his call and acted without thinking.
“Calls like that rarely come my way,” I joked, “so I decided to play along.” We both laughed.
He offered me a glass of wine and introduced himself as Jason. A hot name on a hot guy, I thought. It fit him as well as the jeans he was wearing. We chatted benignly about work and then he asked me directly if I was straight. I told him that I was definitely as straight as he was. “Well then…it seems we have a match”, he announced. I took another sip and smiled nervously. “You came all this way to see me…would you like to play?”, he said. I couldn’t believe my ears and no words came to my lips. I just shook my head and smiled. He took my glass from me and put it on the glass top coffee table and said, “Let’s see how good of a kisser you are. You’ve got great lips.” I started to lean into to kiss him but Jason had other ideas. He pushed me back on the sofa and kissed me passionately. I was in heaven because he was a fantastic kisser. Somehow he had wedged himself between my legs and I felt his hard cock against mine as he pressed into me. I really enjoyed kissing him and felt as if I was surrendering to him. I tugged at his shirt and pulled it up over the back of his head. I had to get my hands on that hot smooth flesh. My hands were all over him and I think he enjoyed it as much as I did. Jason didn’t bother unbuttoning my shirt, he just yanked it over my head. I had to fumble with the sleeve buttons to get it complete off. Jason was kissing me like a man who hasn’t had sex in years. He found my most sensitive nip and flicked it with his tongue. I let out a moan of approval and he was on it. I don’t think i’ve ever ramped up so quickly during and encounter. Zero to sixty in the blink of an eye! Just as Jason got my belt unbuckled, the phone rang. “Ahh, fuck!”, hey yelled. And he reached over and answered the phone.
“Who is it?”, he barked. “Ohhhh…Steveo! Yeah, buddy, we’re still on. Come on up! I have a big surprise for you.” And then he pressed 9 and held it. I started to gulp a little. I picked up my shirt and was putting it back on; Jason looked disappointed. I wasn’t sure what to say or what to do. I tucked my shirt back in and buttoned the sleeves. I didn’t see a mirror so i just slicked back my hair with both hands. Jason had put his shirt on almost reluctantly. He tucked it in as the Steve knocked on the door.
“Hey, stud…I thought you forgot about me.”, he said with a peck on the cheek. I picked up my wine glass and stood watching the interaction. You caught your first glimpse of me and gave Jason a confused look. “I’ve got a friend of yours here”, Jason said. You looked at me and asked, “Do I know you?”
“Man, that water’s cold!”, I yelled out.
“The guy from the coffee shop!”, you yelled with recollection in your voice. “How…uhhh..why..uhhh”
“I have your phone, man. You left it behind. I tried to catch up to you but you moved too fast. Jason invited me over to, uhhhh, deliver it to you.”
“Wow, thanks…uhhhh…wow, really. How did you find me?”, you said, clearly perplexed.
“It’s a long story. Let me start from the beginning.”, I said.
“It didn’t take me long to notice you from across the room…”
“That is nuts, man! You did all that just to return my phone? You’re a fucking crazy man. But I really appreciate it.”, said Steve.
“No problem, Steve. I’m happy to do it. But I have to admit that my motivation isn’t as pure as it seems. You’re a hot guy and I was hoping to meet you. The whole process of getting here to Jason’s place has been kinda surreal. I’m sorry to interrupt your date…I really should get going.”, I said.
Jason had been watching our interaction with a smirk on his face. He finally piped in, “Hey, no reason to leave so soon, sexy man. Why don’t we just turn this double date into a threesome?” He looked at Steve with a cautious look. “Besides, we have some unfinished business to attend to.”, he said with a wink. Turning to Steve, he said, “I’ve already taken him for a quick test drive and I got far enough to know that this is one hot son of a bitch.” I had my head down but looked up and smiled after Steve replied, “OK then. Three it is!”
Jason poured a glass of wine for Steve and handed it to him. As Steve took the glass, Jason put both his hands on Steve accepting hand and looked into his eyes. Steve smiled and Jason smiled back with a devilish look. Jason stepped back and turned toward me. In no time we were face to face; Jason’s lips against mine. I was a little uneasy because I felt as if I was intruding. Steve watched and sipped while Jason kissed me. I was holding back. I think Jason realized this and turned me away from my view of Steve. I felt him wrap his arms around me while we kissed more passionately and I soon felt myself giving in to him. My cock was not immune to his advances and I felt myself getting harder while he sucked my tongue into his mouth. Eyes closed, I was in an aroused and dreamy state. I felt warm breath on the back of my neck and felt a cradled sensation; almost weightless. Steve had come up behind me and was kissing my neck and ears as he pressed his weight into my back. With my eyes closed, the sensations were intensified. I felt both of these hot guy humping me slowly from both sides and I was especially thankful for the stimulation Jason was giving me with his thrusts against my hardening cock.
I pulled away from my lip lock with Jason and tried to find Steve’s mouth. My lips landed on his strong jaw and we made our way to each other’s mouth. I finally got to taste the lips of the man I had fantasized about. His lips were full but soft. His mouth covered mine and I felt consumed as he tongued my mouth quickly but deliberately. It felt like a form or oral intercourse and I was prepared to take it all. While I was enjoying my first kisses with Steve, Jason had opened my shirt (again) and was kissing and lightly sucking my nips. I could feel Jason’s hands working my belt and zipper while he kissed me. He was as eager as I was to get my cock out of my shorts. By this time, Steve had discovered that I was partially naked and he started to play with my nips while we kissed. I reached behind me and grabbed for Steve’s crotch, hoping to get a hand on his manhood. His slacks were a smooth and silky material that felt great to the touch. Steve’s cock was rock hard and pointing in the two-o’clock position. I grabbed it firmly with my right hand and stroked it slowly, all the way down to the root, through his pants. Steve moaned in obvious pleasure and he whispered, “fuck yeah, man…that feels so good.”
By this time I could feel Jason sliding my boxer briefs down my thighs; just far enough to liberate my cock. He grabbed it in his fist and push the head between his moistened lips. It felt as if a fire was being extinguished as he took more and more of my erection into his mouth. Jason was orally skilled and I was amazed that he could take my whole cock down his throat without gagging. I could feel his spit dripping down the shaft to the balls and his nose against my pubic bone. With both of his hands on my hips, he started to jam my full cock in and out. I felt like i was going to cum but I knew it was just too soon. I had to let my mind wander away from this terrific blow job. I decided to concentrate more on Steve’s hard on while Jason pleasured himself on my dick. I ran my fingers through Jason’s hair and caressed his face to give him a non verbal cue that I was enjoying his efforts.
I had managed to find Steve’s zipper and pulled it down. I reached inside and found his cock easily because it was already through the hole in the front of his silk boxers. I also got a huge surprise when I realized his precum was flowing abundantly. I milked the shaft pushed it up to the head; squeezing it I got myself a taste of his sweet juices. He smiled when he saw me lick the precum from my fingers. Without hesitation, he took my hand and sucked my fingers into his mouth. I had already taken the lion’s share, but it was hot watching him taste his own precum. I can only hope that he’s as interested in tasting my cum, if that opportunity presents itself. I suddenly feel Jason’s expert mouth bringing me closer to orgasm. “Oh, dude…don’t make me cum yet.”, I whined. I pull my dick from his mouth and push Steve’s dripping cock to his lips. He accepted it without missing a beat and he pushes it deep into his mouth. Steve looked down to see Jason in action. Jason looked up into Steve’s eyes. Together, they worked methodically to get Steve’s clothes off.
I grabbed my own dick and stroked it lightly while watching the hottest real life porn I have ever seen. But something was wrong; Jason was still fully clothed. It was my duty and pleasure to change that. I kneeled down behind Jason and wrapped my arms around him. I found his shirt buttons easily and moved quickly. He was cooperative with my attempts to get him naked and we worked together well. Once his shirt was off, I ran my fingers all over him. I felt goosebumps rise as I lightly stroked his back and sides; making my way around his waistline. His tight muscular torso made it easy to undo his belt, button and zipper and I slid his pants down to the floor. With a little maneuvering, we got them off completely. I left his underwear in place because they were nicely formed to his buff body and I wanted the pleasure of teasing them off of him. Now it was my turn to please Jason. My attempts to kiss his neck like Steve did for me failed because he was so focused on sucking Jason. So I kissed and nibbled my way down his back. Still awkward…but I quickly developed a plan. I stood up and guided Steve to the sofa. The horny pair got the hint and Steve settled into the corner of the sofa and spread his legs; one foot on the floor, the other on the middle cushion. This forced Jason into a doggy style position that was just perfect for what I had in mind.
My cock seemed to jump as i got a full view of Jason’s ass. Not a bubble butt, but not a skinny ass, either. It was round, firm and muscular. The underwear he had on had seam that separate his cheeks slightly. I started to kiss his back and got those goosebumps going again…that is so hot! I reached under him and pinched his nipples and the goosebumps seemed to flow down his back like water off a duck. I kissed down around his waistband and ran my finger along the inside. I couldn’t take the teasing much longer so I gently peeled back the fabric to reveal more and more flesh. His ass was either naturally hairless or incredibly well groomed. I love a smooth hairless ass and this one was a perfect specimen. I planted my first kiss at the top of his crack and made my way down and I slid the underwear off him. By the time I got them down to his knees, I had reached his hole and pushed my tongue in gently. I heard him moan and he shifted a bit. He couldn’t spread his legs very far because the underwear was restricting him at the knees. Not wanting him to suffer for long, I reach down and pulled them back. Then I slapped both hands on his ass cheeks, spread them, and went in for the kill. His ass tasted so sweet and was in heaven while eating this fine smooth ass.
“C’mon, man…fuck me!”, he said. I got behind him and put my throbbing dick to his slit. I rubbed up and down his crack, using my precum as a lube. “Dude, you got condoms?, I asked. He reached over to the side table and pulled out condoms and lube. I quickly swiped one up, opened it and suited up for the game. I consider myself more of a bottom, but an ass this fine deserves my full attention. I got some lube and dripped it down his crack, then worked it in slowly with my finger. His hole was a little tight at first, but then he took my finger easily. I worked in a second finger when I heard him say, “fuck me now!” Lining myself up, I was ready to comply. As a bottom, I hate when guys just ram it in. Jason wasn’t of the same mindset and he pushed back so hard that dick went in, all the way to my balls, in an instant. “Fuck yeah!”, he grunted and pushed himself up and down on my cock. Aggressive bottom seemed like it wasn’t sufficient to describe him. I grabbed onto his hips and started to pound his ass the way I like it. Grabbing his hips, I found myself gritting my teeth while I fucked his tight ass. Looking up, I saw Steve looking at me and smiling. He whispered, “My god, you really are one hot son of a bitch.”
I couldn’t believe how nice and tight Jason’s ass was. It felt so good being inside of him. His energetic pounding against my pubic bone made it almost unnecessary for me to move. At one point I just held still while I watched him fuck himself hard on my dick. “Fuck yeah, Jason.”, Steve spoke softly as he stroked his own cock. “Get every inch of that big dick up your ass. Come on…take it all!” Steve looked me straight in the eyes while I was getting my dick wet. “You ready for some dick, boy? I’m gonna fuck that cute face of yours.”, and he got up off the sofa and presented his dick to me. Before I could answer, Steve put one hand on the back of head and pushed it down toward his fisted cock. My mouth opened naturally and I got a mouth full of hot cock. Pushing on my head, he jammed his cock in as far as it would go until he hit the back of my throat. I gagged a little and he pulled out. Then he repeated it by jamming it in and out several times while i tried to catch my breath in between. All this time, Jason is still riding my cock and moaning loudly. I was very stimulated from my head to my crotch but I didn’t want to cum yet. I wanted to enjoy these hot studs for as long as I could.
Interrupting his thrusts, I grabbed Steve’s cock in my fist, looked up and said, “Fuck my ass, man!” Steve smiled wide and said loudly, “You think you can handle this?” A little startled by his volume, I shook my head, yes. Jason was still pounding away and I knew I had to get in position for Steve. While he grabbed a condom and lubed up, I lay on Jason’s back and reached up for his shoulders. I needed to stabilize myself and control his speed. I was dry and hoped that Steve would consider this before he entered me. I felt his slippery hand at my crack as he spread my hole open with his fingers. He rubbed gently at first but seemed eager to open me up. Not as gently as I had hoped, Steve placed the tip of his cock at my hole and pushed the head in. To my surprise, he only got the head in before he retreated and tried again. I was tighter than usual because I was fully erect and my ass muscles were clenched. I pushed into Jason and held him still while Steve entered me. He pushed in and out several more times before he went balls deep into me. I let out a grunt as I took his full length that seemed to push me deeper into Jason. Jason yelped as I went deeper and it seemed that Steve was fucking us both. With a little work, the three of us got into sync and I was the man in the middle for the first time ever. Steve wrapped his arms around me and pinched my nipples while he humped my ass with slow and deep thrusts. He controlled my penetration into Jason and I felt like every nerve and muscle in my body was being stimulated. Steve’s hot breath on my neck and back sent goosebumps down my arms and to my finger tips. Steve’s skillful targeting of my prostate had me rotating my hips to get the full sensation. “Come on, baby…cum for me.”, Steve whispered, “Cum for me.” I suddenly felt a wave washing over me that started at my elbows, ran down my chest and into my stomach. By the time the wave hit my torso, my body started to convulse with a mixture of pleasure and pain. “Ahhhhhhh, fuck!”, I screamed over and over as I pumped my load into Jason’s ass as he pushed back on my cock and taking it deep. The three of us rocked together until my orgasmic spasms subsided. I collapsed onto Jason’s back but felt Steve’s thick rod, still buried in my ass. Panting and wiping the sweat from my forehead, I sighed, “fucking unbelievable, guys. So fucking hot. That was incredible.” I heard a giggle behind me.
“You liked that, stud? There’s plenty more to come. We’re just getting started.”, he giggled again. Jason pulled off my dick and climbed onto the sofa. His knees were red from being doggy style on the floor. He rolled over on his back with his dick slapping against his inner thigh. I looked down at his cock and noticed he was dripping precum. I had to have some and reached for his dick. Jason slapped my had away playfully and said, “Both of you fucks owe me.” Pointing at me he said sternly, “YOU…suck me.” And then to Steve, “YOU…fuck me.” I still had my condom dangling with my spent liquid load, but I quickly complied. I grabbed his dick and stuffed it into my mouth with my fist. I sucked the precum out, just like I wanted. “ohhh, yeah…suck me.” Steve had reached down and pulled off his empty condom and flung it to the floor. His cock was hard and almost throbbing. He grabbed the lube and slathered some on his cock and stroked it. With graceful precision, he lifted Jason’s left leg, kneeled on the sofa, and slid his lubed erect penis into Jason’s ass. I was a little surprised at first, but was more focused on how Jason’s cock became further engorged in my mouth. I sucked him in as far as I could and then worked the head while Steve pumped from behind. Jason had taken alot of dick in his ass so far this evening. First mine, now Steve’s. “You gonna go quick, buddy?”, Steve asked nonchalantly. “I think so, man.”, he said in a shaky voice. Steve quickened his pace and said, “Then I’ll join you.” After several minutes of me sucking, Jason moaning, and Steve pounding steadily, Jason finally yelled out, “I’m gonna cum!” And with that, Steve pounded harder and harder and was obviously in orgasm. Jason started to shoot in my mouth and I was struggling to keep it all in my mouth because I wasn’t sure how much there would be. I tried to swallow some and he just seemed to push it out and it gushed onto the leather sofa. Steve continued to fuck him and the sounds got wetter and wetter and I saw some of his semen spill out of his ass. I was in such close proximity…it was a view i had never seen before. Both guys were panting wildly and had collapsed on top of each other. I wiped the cum from my face onto my arm and said, “Fuck guys, that’ was Hot!” I looked down and saw the pile of hot sweaty, cum covered man flesh and thought that this was the most intense sexual experience of my life. I wanted more.
I was eager for a drink after our hot sexy workout. The wine was sweet as it passed my tongue and cooled my throat. I could smell Jason’s cum in my nostils as I swallowed. I assume it was Jason’s cum, but it could very well have been Steve’s by the way it shot all over the place. Looking at these hot naked men, I felt my cock stir. That was more sex than I was used to, but I still wanted more. We clanked our glasses together like the three musketeers and drank to each other’s health. I giggled silently as I rephrased it to “sexual health” in my head. We spent the next fifteen or twenty minutes recounting what we had just done; touching, fondling and stroking each other lightly. I have only known these two men for about an hour, but I feel very comfortable with them. It would be an odd start to any friendship, but I hope it grows into that. I listen to Jason and hear a bit of a southern tone to his voice. Its soft and soothing…welcoming and freindly. Steve’s has more of a business tone and he’d fit in anywhere but the south. I close my eyes and just let their voices ring in my ears. They sound so pleasing.
“Have we worn you out yet, stud?”, Steve questions sarcastically. “Of course not!”, I snap, “I can match you guys load for load.” My confidence is more hopeful than the reality of my bravado. Jason gets up and opens another bottle of wine; one of my favorite red zinfandels called Apothic Red. It has a fruity black cherry taste that is both sweet and smoky. He lifts the bottle in a gestural offer and I nod my acceptance. He pours quickly and generously. He is a fine host; offering everything he has…including his hot bod. We sipped some more and the conversation lulled a bit. I finally had the chance to really admire how handsome my host was with his silky chestnut hair and warm blue eyes. I love his smile and see that his teeth are straight and bright white. I love a man that takes care of himself in all respects like Jason does. It’s always a letdown when i see a hot bodied guy puffing on a cigarette; or worse…the imprint of chewing tobacco in their pocket. Nasty.
Jason catches me looking at him and smiles widely. That smile of his is disarming and I can’t help but to smile back even though I am slightly embarrassed from being caught staring. “Sorry, man…I just noticed how beautiful your eyes were.”, I offered. “Thanks!”, he replied confidently, “I’ve been told that before.” Steve piped in to say, “I only look in his eyes when we’re fucking face to face!” Jason looked at him with surprise and faked being offended. He jumped on Steve and wrestled him to the floor playfully. All the body contact and muscle flexing got me a chub and as they started slapping each other’s ass, I got a full-on erection. I inserted myself into their match and pretended to referee them. I yelled out several calls such as, no genital slapping, penis pulling, or dry fingering. Each one made them laugh and I was quite proud of myself for being so witty. With each call I sited, I made a physical example of what was offensive. The most dramatic was when I grabbed both of their cocks simultaneously as i yelled out, “no penis pulling allowed!” We all laughed but I think Steve got the biggest charge out of it as he pointed to my erect penis. He grabbed my erection and pulled me down onto them. It felt great to be naked with them and being so comfortable. Steve put his arm around my neck and pulled me close as he gave me a kiss on my forehead. “You’re alright, man. I’m glad you’re here.” Justin smiled and kissed me on the lips. First a peck, and then some tongue. Steve pressed in and we did a three way kiss between us. I’ve never considered that possible, but it was hot and we all enjoyed each other at the same time.
I feel Jason take my hand and tug for me to rise, and I comply. He reaches out to Steve and gets equal cooperation. He escorts us like naked three year olds trailing behind him. We walk through the living room and down a carpeted hall. I notice as we pass a bathroom that I feel like i should clean up a bit. I think to myself that one of us is a filthy whore and it could be me. My self-loathing is interrupted by the fabulous room we have entered. I’m guessing this is Jason’s lair and it is a stunning master suite. The stark white room screams at you while bits of bright color drawn you in. It evokes emotion but I’m not sure which one yet. The brightness feels comforting and color just feels happy. In the center of the longest wall of this master suite is a king size bed with dozens of pillows against the headboard. The bedspread is mostly white and looks posh and cozy. It seems to be calling to me. Jason leads us to the edge of the bed and gives us a nudge by pressing our bottoms upward. I climb up and bury my face into the comforter with Steve right alongside me. It is even more comfortable than I imagined and I stretch out and sigh as I snuggle into its softness. Jason pops in between us and caresses our butts as he settles in between us. He grabs a few pillows and makes a spot for himself, adding another pillow on each side for his guests. I’m the first to snuggle up to him and lay my head on his chest; Steve mimicks me. Jason pulls us both close and kisses the top of our heads, me first.
I feel very content at the moment and my hands start to wander up and down Jason’s torso. I can feel every muscle and bone as I trace the rest of his body. I find a nipple and press my lips against it. My tongue finds the tip and I flick it gently. Without much thought, I start to circle the areola and his nipple gets harder in my mouth. Lightly sucking and flicking the nipple, my natural instinct is to play with his cock. I am pleased to find it already engorged and I stroke it loosely while I work his nip. I hear Jason moan and I look over to see Steve latched onto his other nipple. He is holding Jason’s balls in his hand and massaging gently. It is amazing how in synch we are by pleasing Jason without uttering a single word. Steve leaves the nipple and goes up to kiss Jason. The two of them are fully engaged and I don’t feel the least bit left out. I make my move down to Jason’s cock and kiss the tip. Precum oozes onto my tongue and I savor its flavor. Although clear, there is a much stronger taste of semen than before…and I’m certainly not disappointed. His cock seems bigger than before and I’m eager to get it fully torqued. I grab Jason’s cock in my fist and squeeze, making the head hard and purple. I tease the head, kissing it and tonguing the hole. I slather it with my spit and push it into my mouth, still fisted. I place my other hand flat on his pubic bone and press down, giving him something to thrust against. His hips start to move as he gets into a pumping rhythm. I’m making love to his cock with all of the passion and tenderness of a long term lover. I feel Steve kissing my head and I yield to let him take over. He slips Jason’s penis into his mouth without missing a beat.
By now, Jason is looking for more attention and runs his fingers through my hair. I kiss my way up his stomach and chest and around his neck. I breathe into his ear and he gets a chill. I love doing that to a man. As I’m stimulating the top half of our lover, Steve and made his way to the end of the bed, leaving Jason’s prick sticking straight up. He dips his hand into the drawer and pulls out some lube. A quick squeeze into his hand and it disappears behind him. Another squirt in his hand and he greases up the hot rod he previously abandoned. Stroking it thoroughly from tip to base, he has spread the lube evenly. Steve dripped a few more drops on the head and straddled Jason’s waist. He sat squarely on the tip and the head sank into him quickly. Steve let out a pleasured sound and gulped the rest of Jason’s cock into his ass. Jason reacted with a grunt of satisfaction, while his hips seemed to move involuntarily. Bareback is always hot but the risks scare me to death. I can only imagine that these two made an informed decision to trust each other this way. I sat back on my heels and watched them fuck raw; fondling myself to full erection. They were hot together and I especially enjoyed when they started kissing. Face to face, I wondered if Steve was really looking him in the eyes while they fucked. “Oh baby, you feel so good in me.”, Steve whispered. Okay…now I’m feeling a little jealous. I get into making love to another man and knowing he’s enjoying it. In slow rhythmic thrusts, they seem like a well oiled machine. They fit together so perfectly that it was almost difficult to see where they separated. For the first time I felt a little left out, but I was highly aroused by watching them.
With my prick in my left hand, I eased closer to them and gently caressed Steve’s back. All of his muscles were tight from sexual tension and their full-on lovemaking. I kissed his glistening skin and tasted his sweat but with an aroma of whatever body wash he had used. It was a sweet and salty combination. I kissed my way down his back and slid my hand down his crack. I wanted to feel where the two connected and I felt hot and slippery skin. My fingers made a V as Jason’s cock slid between them on their way into Steve’s ass. I was mesmerized by the sight of the penetration. The extra stimulation interrupted his stride and he stopped briefly. “How about you fuck me, big man?”, Steve turned and said. “Just lube up good, man, and let’s double up. I want you both inside me.” I was shocked by the invitation but I can’t say that the thought didn’t cross my mind. Without saying a word, I stumbled over to the edge of the bed and looked in the drawer for a condom. “No need for that if you’re clean, man. Me and Jace are totally clean. Are you?”, Steve asked. “Yeah, I test every three.”, I said. “Cool…then you can saddle up if you want to.”, he said with a grin. I was in a dilemma. For some reason I trusted these guys but the logic was that I hadn’t known them long. Quickly I calculated what possible benefit they would have for lying to me and how likely it was that they did this with everyone. I mustered up the courage and blurted out, “Thanks, but I always play safe. No offense to you guys.” “hey, that’s cool, man. Just over here and fuck me before I shoot my wad.”, Steve said playfully. I was dressed and lubed in an instant; presenting myself for the cock party. I grabbed the bottle of lube and squirted some on the current cock/ass combination before inserting myself. I worked it in good since I was using a rubber. “Take it slow, bud, I’m a virgin.”, he giggled. I lubed myself up good and placed my cock at his already filled hole. I pressed it there and waited for him to work it in. He reached his hand behind my ass and pushed me in gently. I surprised at how easily it went in. Every other attempt at this in my past was abandoned. “Oh, Fuck!”, Steve yelled, ‘yeah! It feels so good! Fuck, yeah! Give it to me.” I was hesitant to do much but let him ride my cock but his enthusiasm got me excited. “Come on, man…fuck me hard!”, he screamed out. I had lost track of Jason but could feel him touching my hips as I pumped into Steve. I’m gonna cum!”, Steve yelled out and stood straight up. He stroked his dick full fisted and pumped his load onto Jason’s stomach and chest. Cum seemed to shoot everywhere and I couldn’t believe how hot it was to watch him cum so wildly my dick deep in his ass. I felt his ass clam down during ejacultaion and it felt like i was being massaged. I let Steve ride me through his orgasm and waited for him to finish. “oh, fuck, man….oh, fuck….fuck yeah…” he panted. I stroked him back lightly as he caught his breath. I pulled out slowly and let him collapse on top of Jason. I watched as his cum dripped down Jason’s sides.
Steve dismounted and rolled over onto his back. I settled in next to him and kissed his cheek. “Oh, man…that was hot, guys.”, he said. I looked over to Jason and smiled…he smiled back. But there we both were with hard ons and Jason still cum-covered. “Why don’t you treat our guest to a wild ride, Jace?”, Steve suggested. A devilish look came over his face. “You up for some fun, dude?”, Jason asked me? “Can it be any more fun than we’ve already had?”, I exclaimed. “If so…count me in!” I think that they loved my enthusiasm and both busted into laughter. “You guys go on without me.”, Steve feigned jealousy. I watched Jason’s face as he got up from the other side of the bed and walked around to me. Once again, he put out his hand and I took it in trust. “Do you prefer top or bottom?”, he asked matter-of-factly. “Mostly prefer bottom but I’m good either way.”, I lied. I’m ninety percent bottom and I’m not sure who I thought I’d impress. Jason let me to a closet door and he opened it. It was dark and he fumbled for the light switch. Even on, the light was dim. He pulled me in behind him and stopped abruptly. My dick split his cheeks and surprised us both. “Not yet!”, he mocked. We both laughed.
Jason reached up and grabbed at some straps. He fumbled with them a bit and then went to the corner to find something. As he bent over, I got to look at his hot ass and remembered how tight it was. I got a horny chill in my shoulders and i tried to shake it off. He is a hot and handsome guy, there’s not doubt about that. Passing me, he fumbled with something behind me and I heard some snapping sounds. He tugged on the strap from up above and said, “Hop in, stud.” I was confused and said, “What’s going on?” “It’s a sling. You get in and I fuck you. Or if you prefer, I’ll get in and you fuck me.”, he explained. I had heard about slings before but never had the opportunity to try one. I was excited and nervous. “Never done this before so you’ll have to help me.”, I said. He eased me into the sling seat and I felt off balance. He placed my hands on the stabilizing straps and I eventually righted myself. Once I was finally comfortable, Jason came up to me, put his arms around me, and started to kiss me. I could feel my erection returning in a big way and I started to relax in the sling. Jason kissed down my chest quickly and got my cock in his mouth quickly. He sucked the head hard and then push my cock deep into his mouth with his dry lips scraping my shaft. He sucked me for awhile and got me good and hard. Only after a few minutes did I realize that he had stroked himself to fullness at the same time. “BRB.”, he said, and he retreated to the bed. He returned shortly with the lube and a condom.
By now I had gotten comfortable sitting in the sling. I felt weightless and had the urge to swing like a kid. I didn’t, though. I waited patiently. Jason started kissing me again and I was hard in an instant. He put some lube on my dick and stroked me. As he squirted more lube into his hand, I decided to take over stroking myself. He quickly found my hole and wiped the lube on me. Adding more, he stuck a lubed finger into me, followed quickly with a second. I stroked myself harder as he fingered me slowly. Jason then lubed himself up and then added a condom, then lubed the outside. I have never tried that for fear that it might slip off, but I can imagine that it adds some sensations when fucking. Jason wasn’t as gentle with entering me. He was quickly inside me deep. I gasped a little from the surprise of it, but i wasn’t in any pain. He lifted my legs up to his shoulders and started pounding me. I reached up and grabbed the straps and leaned back. By doing so, I was able to take Jason deeper into me. I loved the feeling of weightlessness while getting my ass fucked. there was nothing clumsy about it. Jason held me in place as he pumped into my ass. He kept hitting my prostate directly with each thrust and I was nearing orgasm quickly. “Oh, man, you’re nailing my prostate. I’m gonna cum soon.”, I whined. “Fuck, yeah, baby…cum hard for me.”, he said, “Cum with me Jason!”, I screamed. Just a few more strokes later and I blew my wad all over the place. It shot up my chest and some of it hit my face. Meanwhile, Jason was slamming into me harder and harder. As I started to shoot, Jason started yelling, “Oh yeah! Shoot it!” and he came with me. He slowed him pace and held himself deep inside me. As he started to soften, I felt him hold the end of the condom and pull out. He then held the used condom up and showed me how full it was. “So…can you match that load?”, he said. “You saw what I shot, man. It was a match.” We laughed.
Jason helped me out of the sling and playfully licked some of my cum off my chest. He kissed me and I tasted my own cum. When we came out of the closet (so to speak) and found Steve stroking his cock and smiling at us. “That was hot, boys. Ready for a shower?”