Disclaimer - the events in this story, while based on real experiences, are intended as erotic fiction - names have been changed and events airbrushed for narrative purposes. This piece should be considered age restricted for explicit sexual content.
This is also my first submission to Nifty. Feedback most welcome: hgv@me.com
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I'm Dominic, I live in the North of the UK, in a city with a couple of seedy gay bars but no other scene to speak of. Fortunately, the digital age means a person need not be celibate for want of nightlife. I used to call it `scratching the gay itch', but became increasingly disinterested in sex with women and increasingly interested in the pleasures of men as I entered my 20s.
Now, at 27, I'm in the best shape of my life - tall with a naturally lean build, I've been training like a demon and reached a middling weight with decent muscles and great definition; topped off by a youthful, pointy face with thick, dark hair and green eyes. I still sleep with the occasional girl when they turn my head and I can make it happen, but most of my sex life is spent entwined with various short-term male partners and the occasional boyfriend.
One night about six months ago I got talking with a great looking guy: Luke - 25, pale, black hair, blue eyes and a smooth, defined body - who, after the usual slightly cagey, mischievous chatter, asked if I'd be interested in a threesome with him and his housemate. He sent photos: at 33, Chris had a hint of salt and pepper in his hair and wasn't as ripped as Luke, but still had a muscular and attractive body, tan like me, with a lightly furred chest and very shapely arse.
Accepting, naturally, I headed round to their house later that evening. Casually dressed in shorts, vest and sandals - to spare the sock fumble - I knocked at the pleasant suburban townhouse. Luke answered and, having been riled up with naked pictures and crude texting earlier, we exchanged a brief smile and cursory greeting before pouncing on each other and locking mouths. He didn't have a shirt on, only a pair of jogging bottoms, so I immediately started exploring his firm chest and stomach - both glacially smooth - like the arse I was cupping with my other hand.
Losing myself in the kiss, eyes closed and hands occupied, tongue dancing, I'd almost forgotten about Chris - that is until I felt his strong hands encircling my waist from behind, slip into the waistband of my shorts and start to fondle my balls. I was moaning lightly and very aroused by this point. Luke broke our kiss and, in tandem, he and Chris slipped the vest over my head. Luke's eyes widened as he enjoyed the sight of my torso, Chris looking with equal lust at the v-line leading down to my growing bulge. Luke attacked my chest, dragging his tongue along the smooth skin, then encircling my nipples, which responded quickly - hardening into peaks as I bucked gently.
Chris started kissing me while Luke enjoyed my body. I returned the kiss with force - the sensations primal and raw - I always felt so alive in the grip of a new body, new sensations, new moves... and these two were certainly putting their best show on. Luke had forewarned me they liked to play a little kinky, which I wasn't particularly experienced in besides the odd blindfold and ropes - not through prudery, just circumstance - so I jumped at the chance to explore with this sexy pair. Their fuckbuddy... open relationship... whatever... let them do as they pleased - I'd been sent photos of a bed with a headboard which slid up to be used as stocks; but won't spoil all the surprises. Suffice it to say nothing had been discussed which made me recoil, and I was in for a hell of an evening.
The sensations of two people exploring your body simultaneously can get so intense as to be damn-near overwhelming. Luke was on his knees behind me, stroking up and down my smooth legs, flicking his fingers up the loose shorts I wore, brushing my ass. Keeping my eyes closed, still kissing Chris while rubbing his stacked and firm chest as he did the same. My body and brain were on fire, I hadn't had a threesome in months and never one this unreserved from the start.
Luke deftly unbuckled my belt from behind and let my shorts fall, leaving me wearing a jockstrap - and exposing my proud, firm ass to his increasingly hot-blooded gaze. Chris grabbed at the bulge now barely contained in the jockstrap's webbed pouch - it being designed more for show than sport - his eyes ravenous. Chris led me upstairs, but Luke stopped us halfway up the flight:
"Your arse looks sculpted, the way it moves makes me want to..."
With that, I felt him grab both pert cheeks; gently, almost reverently, spreading the taut and glassy flesh to reveal the equally smooth valley within. I heard a sharp intake of breath, then Luke aggressively licked his way from the back of my dangling balls, straight and true in one confident motion, up to the small of my back. The force he applied shocked and thrilled, the intensity of sensation emanating from every point his tongue hit made my back arch, legs spread - still perched on the stairs. Chris was enjoying the show and reached out to tweak my nipples, making me lurch forward and reattach my mouth to his, while Luke ran his tongue up and down like a wild thing.
I nearly came into my jockstrap, it felt akin to being strapped into a sexual electric chair - incredible sensations coursing through my body as these hunks went to town on me. Managing a brief moment's reflection, I thought:
`Damn, we're not even naked yet'
Apparently Chris had a similar thought, and gently encouraged us on, to a warm and softly lit bedroom, where a massage table sat in pride of place by the incredible bed of stocks I'd seen photos of earlier. Seeing my eyes linger on the headboard restraints, Luke gently slapped my ass, cupping a cheek and brushing a finger against the entrance in one skilled motion, making me shudder as he said said:
"Maybe later"
At least, I think that's what he said, as I was damn near lost to sensation, and he started tonguing my ear as he spoke. Chris, meanwhile, clearly wanted to get us naked and the massage started, so he slid my jockstrap down and looked on in delight as my dick finally sprang loose from the stretchy material. Its seven inches and solid thickness obviously pleased Chris, as he immediately set about licking at the shaft, saving the sizeable head for seconds.
Erections come in stages, and mine was at the point of being almost uncomfortably hard from the sheer intensity of this attention, so turned on was I by these guys. Chris continued gleefully licking at my cock, now including the head in his lavish attention, while Luke explored wantonly. I almost worried about control, but this wasn't their first rodeo - they were edging me and could read my bucking, twitching body - they knew when I was getting close or the pleasure was too much and, without saying a word, would change pressure, speed; or move elsewhere.
We dialled it back and finally got to the massage table. They positioned me facedown and slipped on a blindfold - and a damn good one, I couldn't see any light whatsoever. My dick had softened a little, angling it downwards while adjusting my shaved balls, I spread my legs slightly to keep the whole undercarriage in full view. Even when naked and involved in an increasingly intense threesome, some of us simply have a stronger exhibitionist streak than others. I felt a finger gently tickling at my exposed crack, I guessed Luke, he was fast becoming transfixed on my ass, while I suspected that was Chris's tongue - hot, wet and eager against my dangling balls, winding around the ample sack to get at my engorged cock.
Apparently remembering they had a masterplan, suddenly all sensations stopped and I heard the soft slithering of two pairs of joggers being pulled down. It had been apparent at a glance that neither guy had underwear on, now we were all naked. I heard them breathing heavily as they stepped close to the sides of the padded and draped table, hands millimetres away, gliding over me - static crackling between them and my skin. Knowing their erections must be near my hands, I reached out and coiled my fingers gently around their hard and throbbing members:
`Two can play this edging game, you sexy bastards'
I thought, starting to work the silken-smooth dicks either side of me with varying grip and speed. I suspected Luke was to the right, he'd looked the larger of the pair in photos - a bit thicker than me and a solid eight with no hair at all; nice low-hangers like mine - though smaller - whereas my left hand surely had a hold on Chris's gorgeous, ridiculously thick six inches and gargantuan balls. Held tight to his body by a smooth sack, they looked ready to pop out - the whole package crowned with a neat porno bush. While I tried to catch the guys up to my heightened state of arousal, they set to work on me all over again. As the massage began in earnest they kept moving around until I couldn't tell who was where - and the things they started to do to me... naked and sightless, with two pairs of hands damn near worshiping my every fibre and sinew, I quickly lost the ability to do much other than moan and writhe in ecstasy.
They had some kind of oil on their hands, but it must have been designed for sex because it wasn't stopping either of them being very liberal with their mouths. It's hard to describe four hands and two tongues at work on you at once, while blindfolded, but on the scale of erotic sensation it has to sit very high. With no idea where they'll go next, and the varying pressure and motion from so many directions my nervous system was beautifully confused and every patch of skin attained hair-trigger sensitivity. Having traced their fingers gently up my legs and arms, back and forth, fast and slow, suddenly adding hot or cold breath, I was tingling with bliss. Rolled swiftly onto my back, these expert attentions continued, focused mostly on my torso - invisible hands kneading the muscles in my chest, tracing the lines of my stomach muscles and hips. I gasped and recoiled as I felt a sharp tickle roll up my inner thigh, like a metallic spider.
"Relax"
Said Luke, voice alight with erotic mischief. Lifting my blindfold briefly, he showed me a small wheel covered in spikes, the object he had rolled across my thigh - adding another quivering note to the already wild tremors rattling my body. Nodding, he replaced the blindfold and they continued, occasionally brushing this fantastic little toy on a nipple, my lower stomach, up my twitching erection, making me moan all the louder and writhe even more fiercely, to their evident delight.
Flipped back over onto my front, I felt something large and hot near my face, and was aware of one of them looming over me, as hands slid down my back to start working at my glutes with more pressure, encouraging them apart to view the prizes between my spread and willing legs. The other's hands were slipping their way up my calves, one stopping on a thigh as the other cupped my balls and I felt a hot, wet tongue resume the assault on my cock, still snaking down my thigh but almost too hard to maintain that position. Sticking out my tongue and turning my head allowed me to gobble up the dick throbbing and leaking against my face. Straightening my neck, I let this long silken beauty slide straight down to the shaved base, feeling the head pulsing in my neck as I swallowed to massage it. Smooth & long, had to be Luke, I heard that sharp gasp of his as I deepthroated the impressive piece - and felt his fingers dig into my ass, an oiled digit slipping inside, making me moan around the dick lodged in my throat, encouraging him to go deeper and add another finger.
Rising to my knees to arch my back caused Luke's cock to pop out my mouth and mine to escape Chris's - it snapped up and hit my stomach with a gratifying wet sound - though Luke wasn't removing those fingers, which pleased me mightily, even as they coaxed me from the table and onto the bed.
"I have to fuck your arse"
Said Luke, singularly focussed. Flipping me onto my back, he dragged me to the edge of the bed and I obligingly lifted my hips for a pillow as he pushed back my knees and mumbled:
"One more taste..."
And dove down between my legs, hands slithering up and down the burnished, oiled skin as his face found its target - again his brutally lustful tongue dragged, raked over the most sensitive areas of my body with unflinching desire - alternating quick short strokes and long stabs, lingering, slow laps and forceful probing motions he excavated that entire hollow; leaving me euphoric, sweating, eyes rolling while I groaned assorted profanities and blasphemed under my breath.
Chris meanwhile had kneeled on the bed and presented me with his beautiful dick; I could barely get the head in my throat, fortunately that was about as far as it went before my nose hit his neat bush. He obviously wasn't accustomed to the sensation of a throat round a girth most guys would struggle with, but I was making him issue almost as much guttural noise as Luke's expert rimming was wringing out of me. Moans were vibrating my throat around Chris's damn-near plumb size head, while I had to make do with using my tongue to massage the underside of the log jam in my mouth - little else was physically possible, but Chris was clearly happy - head thrown back, mouth open, eyes closed, one hand running across his own powerful torso while the other examined my body; tweaking a nipple or rubbing my cock.
I had to leave Chris to his own devices before too long, Luke couldn't hold off any longer and, after another of his trademark long, deep strokes I felt his tongue cease its fine work, leaving me desperate for more. Luke didn't keep me waiting. Lining up that masterly dick of his, a light thrust saw the bulbous head slide inside me - I felt myself tighten around him, felt the responsive twitch in his dick as my ass welcomed it - allowing him to slide further, deeper - I was moaning and yelling at the top of my voice:
"Oh fuck, oh yes, more, deeper; please, slow for now..."
He knew he was big, and went easy until I felt his smooth balls resting against me, felt that buttery smooth patch of skin at the base press against me. Bingo. Luke wore a supremely content expression; collecting himself, he whispered:
"Jesus wept, it feels even better than it looks, this is incredible. Check Chris out..."
Looking over, Chris was still on the bed, slowly enjoying that unreasonably thick cock of his while inserting a brightly coloured something into himself - it was hot to watch, especially with Luke buried to the hilt in me. I was distracted from Chris's autoerotic timeout by Luke starting to pull back. I think I surprised him by growling:
"Go for it"
He arched an eyebrow and grinned wickedly. Pulling back to leave only his head inside me, he rammed his entire length back into me with such force that my back almost broke, I arched that far. A bestial sound emanated from us both as he set off fireworks that rippled through me, I gasped and whimpered as he repeated the move, more power, faster - the waves of pleasure billowing as eight thick inches of lustrous dick ploughed into my willing ass. He kept increasing the pace, biceps bunched holding my legs up, smooth chest taut, faultless abs meshing like carved ivory clockwork as they powered his amazing cock in and out of me - each thrust hitting my prostrate just so, pushing me even closer to the brink of climax with another burst of sensation.
Luke stopped, making me scowl, but I quickly realised the next stage of their scheme. Pulling out, drawing a gasp from my sweating face, Luke motioned me to the stocks built into the bedhead. They slid up easily, allowing us to quickly secure Chris's dense forearms in the wrist restraints, leaving his head free and body tucked into an extremely inviting position, ready to take it doggy style. The sight of his arched back and smooth, tan and shapely ass parting temptingly as his sizeable glutes flexed in this vulnerable position stirred something in me. Winking in the centre was the toy he'd inserted while watching Luke pound away at me. Reaching out, I deftly grasped and removed the object, yielding a satisfying pop and leaving Chris's handsome face looking hungrily over his shoulder.
Opening my own legs to straddle Chris, I took my now almost painfully hard cock and teased him briefly with it, but couldn't resist for long, and soon buried the aching head deep into Chris with one long stroke - my instincts and the animalistic battering Luke had just given me suggested he could take it. I was right, he moaned in erotic delight, pressing his face into the bed, fingernails scrabbling at the headboard as the stocks kept him still, prisoner to the healthy rhythm I was building - though I suspected I wouldn't be left to my own devices for long, as Luke was once again cupping and kneading my ass, breathing dirty talk in my ear:
"This is the tightest, smoothest, firmest little bubble arse I've ever seen."
I felt his dick, still ready to resume its interrupted pillaging, probe at me as I thrust in and out of Chris. Keeping this up for a minute, Luke lulled me into relaxing even as I kept fucking Chris - who by this point was enjoying my vigorous jackhammering so much he had his eyes closed and was drooling lightly onto the pillow and headboard, leaking at a remarkable rate from his thick cock, the puddle was visible and I could feel the bullish testicles, desperate to pop. Shoving myself deep into Chris, harder than before, Luke took the chance to break his teasing rhythm and do the exact same to me - taking my hips and powering his entire length deep inside me.
My back contorted, head thrown back in delirium, dick forcing even further into Chris, the feel of his rhythmic muscles sending jolts through my manhood - combining with the rapturous sensation oscillating from my ass. All three of us had to pause for a moment, to process the sheer sexual fulfilment we were all feeling. Taking a measure of control, I resumed my slide in and out of Chris, Luke hardly had to do anything, letting me fuck myself in tandem - his long, thick dick naturally slipping in and out as I picked up the pace once more - repeating the double wave of delight with every thrust. This was making my cock twitch inside Chris, I could feel the head nudging his prostrate and the flash of reaction through his every muscle - it was too much for the consummate bottom. Hands still restrained, I felt his orgasm build and pulse through his unfeasibly thick cock - I started counting the feel of the jets as those powerful glutes clenched in time, but he gasped:
"Stop, stop!"
Clearly he was too sensitive to carry on, so I withdrew, dislodging Luke - both desperate for our own orgasms at this point we quickly unlatched the stocks and left Chris to free himself. Pushing Luke back on the bed, I swiftly mounted his cock, sliding triumphantly down that incredible shaft and feeling that impossible fulness and satisfaction once more, my mind addled and body screaming for release, I didn't have to ride Luke for long before I felt it coming. Grinning, he performed a gymnastic feat - grabbing my waist, getting his feet flat and knees bent, somehow levering me upwards while staying inside me, turning me around with minimal cooperation until he had me doggy style. This was my favourite position, but I couldn't help him get me into it - the sensation of his bulging head rotating inside my ass was adding another peak to the euphoria I already felt.
With a few aggressive strokes, I felt my balls spontaneously draw up and that unstoppable tension rise through my dick. My ass flexed around Luke, driving him over the brink. That commanding dick of his pulsed a couple of times and, almost exactly in sync, I came all over the bed as Luke fired volley after volley inside me. It was among the most intense orgasms of my life; the warm, content feeling utterly beautiful, I didn't want Luke to withdraw from me, and apparently he didn't either. I felt his cock deflating slightly, but he wasn't going anywhere.
Chris was sat on the bed, watching lustily, recovered from his orgasmic high he looked ready for more. Like a junky, so was I, despite one of the best and most intense fucks of my life, I needed another dose - and stronger. Apparently, they had the same idea. Luke was still inside me, and within minutes I could feel him returning to life. Rolling around again, he positioned us on the edge of the bed, me on top, reverse cowboy style and still buried in me, not as hard as before and blessedly so, given what they had in mind next. Chris took my legs and pushed them up, supporting my weight and rubbing his bulbous six inches against my stretched out hole. I finally clicked - well, I'd said I wouldn't mind trying this - and they'd served up a fantasy smorgasbord so far, why not have a go?
"If you want to stop anytime, just say"
Said Chris, as he lined up that impossibly thick piece of his with my already well-filled arse. Luke kept still, trying to keep his cock from getting too hard and preventing Chris entering. Their being a little soft and pliable allowed Chris to slide his engorged head inside me, next to Luke's beautiful, long shaft. There was some resistance, but once that first hurdle was passed, I relaxed a lot more into the double penetration. They'd timed this perfectly, to get me at my most relaxed and themselves at just the right time - earlier, with both their gorgeous members fully erect, there'd have been no chance. Now, as they got back to that state, I felt stretching in ways I'd never imagined possible and a rush that nearly made me black out.
If I thought I'd felt ecstasy before, it was nothing like this. As Chris picked up his pace, Luke started to alternate with him, one sliding out a little as the other forced his way back in. I was panting, gasping for air, clutching the sheets, body flexing and writhing, it was more than I could stand - but I didn't want it to stop. Apparently this was too much for the them, as well - I sensed convulsions as both dicks pulsed - firing in unison as I stroked my own cock, once, twice - and orgasmed again, firing in high arcs, splashing my chest and Luke's face over my shoulder.
In a state of near-collapse, they both eased out of me, gentle and careful - all thoroughly sated and utterly spent. We collapsed in a knot of sweating limbs and heavy breathing, slept for an hour, then I showered and went home. That wouldn't be my last escapade with Luke and Chris.
Thanks. Might do another chapter on this or something different.
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