It was getting late on another rather bland night at the local leather bar. I was horny as hell, but a trip to the back room wasn't even worth the effort it took to get past the groping hands. What Frankfurt lacked in European beauty, it made up for in good gay bars - with lots of US Military attendance. The Army crowd often took notice of my tall, muscled, frame. My full red beard assured them that I wasn't some military cop out to bust them - and I had had some great nights with officers and enlisted men alike. When I came out of the back room I made my way up to the bar for a last beer I caught sight of two of the best looking studs I'd ever seen in that neck of the woods. They must have come into the bar while I was in back. One was 6'2", maybe 33 - solid looking with really broad shoulders, bearded, a bubble butt and tight jeans to show off his impressive package. The guy with him was older - but was probably the better looking of the two. He was clean shaven, 6 foot, bright blue eyes, and rippled muscles. He looked like he was in his mid forties - just about the right age for me. I saw them talking with the locals, and assumed they were German too - but as I moved closer I realized that they were Americans trying to find out what to do in the area. I took the opportunity to make it known that I was American too, and would be more than willing to help them - in ANY way I could! Apparently they had been drinking for a while, and the older one, Mark, was already halfway drunk. John was up for another beer and I ordered him one.
I was horned out all night, and the arrival of these two hunks ensured that I wouldn't be losing my hard anytime soon. I could already feel my dick - a drooler by nature - starting to get wet. When John turned the conversation to sex, I was more than ready to add my two cents. These guys were nothing, if not forward. It didn't take long before John was leaning against me and brushing his arm up against mine. Just this light touch was about to make me blow my wad.
I had always wanted to try a three way, but had never had the right circumstances present themselves to me - so when Mark said that they'd like to take me home, I jumped at the chance! I never for a minute thought that I had a chance with these two - so the offer came as a pleasant surprise. I suggested that we take a taxi back to my apartment. I got in between the two of them in the back of our Mercedes taxi and barely had time to give the address before John pulled me back into his arms and stuck his tongue down my throat. Mark, in the meantime, was rubbing my sizable hard-on through my jeans. He popped one of the lower buttons on my fly and stuck a finger into the opening and was rewarded with a wet sticky piece of meat. Fortunately I live close to the bar, and the taxi got us there in short order. The driver may have acted disinterested to the activities in the back seat, but I saw his trouser tent when I paid him.
We practically ran up the stairs to my place, all of us eager to get our clothes off. John said that he wanted a shower - and Mark had already headed off to find the bedroom, leaving a line of clothes in his wake. I took John to the bathroom and started undressing him - saving his pants for last. His chest was covered in a blond fur - and I took my time tasting his nipples and neck. He tongue was hot and eager - and we spent a fair amount of time just standing there in the bathroom, with our clothes in various stages of undress, kissing and rubbing against each other. When I finally undid his pants, a beautiful, cut, fat dick popped out of his pants - and into my eager mouth. He ground his hips while holding onto my shoulders, moaning at the job I was doing on his prick. He pulled me off his dick and slowly popped open the buttons covering my own piece of manhood. I have a large dick that stands at attention when aroused - and John certainly had my attention at that time. He called Mark in to get a load of the size of my dick and to check out my naked body. He must of liked what he saw, because all he said before he dropped to his knees in front of me was, "oh, fuck!"
I moved away from Mark and started the shower up for us. I have a large shower that easily accommodated the three of us. The feel of those two muscled men, slick with soap, rubbing up against me, kissing and massaging me, was more than I could take. Several times I had to make them stop before I came. I took my time rubbing soap over the two of them, paying special attention to the areas that I most wanted to suck and lick on. As soon as I had them rinsed I was squatting down - pulling Mark's cheeks apart and running my tongue along his pink hole. Mark was more than appreciative, moaning and squirming as I licked and probed his hole. He had a shaved ass, and licking him was doing as much for me as it was for him. John turned the shower off, and no one needed to say a thing to move us on to the bedroom - all of us still dripping wet from the shower. John laid back on the bed, and I wasted no time before I crawled up on his massive frame and started grinding my cock into his hot flesh. Our mouths were locked together, and mark was busy feeling the two of us, telling us how hot we looked together.
John broke the lip lock long enough to suggest that I fuck his lover up the ass with my hot cock. You don't have to ask me twice! I moved around and saw that Mark was already on all fours, his chest touching the bed and his ass propped up ready for me to punch a hole in. I grabbed a rubber and let my mouth go back to work on his hot ass. The way he was positioned made it easy for me to eat his ass without mercy. My red beard was scratching his crack and making him moan. I worked some lube up into his tight hole - making me realize that I'd have to take my time with him. I slowly worked a second finger into him, listening to his moans and feeling his ass ring slowly learn to accommodate my fingers. By the time that I moved a third finger into him, his ass had given up and was ready for me. I got up on my knees, spread some lube on my dick, and started sliding it in that hot ass. John was encouraging me, and had moved up right behind me to watch what I was doing. I was now buried to the hilt in Mark, my flat stomach right up against his rounded ass. I stayed there a minute to let Mark catch his breath - and about that time felt John's fingers exploring my ass. I have a really sensitive hole, and can cum just from getting fucked. As much as I was enjoying the feeling of being in Mark, I was dying to feel John's dick - which must have been 9 inches long - massaging my asshole.
My wishes came true soon enough. While I was still in Mark, John started working that snake into me. I was ready for him, and did my best to relax while he shoved his hard cock up my ass. The feeling of fucking and being fucked at the same time was incredible! Since I was in the middle, I got to set the pace - so I bent over onto Mark's back so that John would slide in and out of me while I fucked Mark. I like to move nice and slow - and apparently that suited the two just fine, because in short order we were all moaning like the bunch of whores we were. Mark was working his own dick with his hand, and I was hoping that he'd come so that I could feel his ass clamp down on me. Before I knew it I felt my own tide swelling. The feelings were too intense for me to hold off and I could feel my dick swelling and my ball sack pulling up. I let out a big grunt and shoved inside Mark hard - clinching his muscled shoulders in my hands. When I came, my ass clinched down hard on John's monster, working him like a pro. Before I had stopped pumping my cum John was doing the same, filling my ass with his sweet jiz. Every time my cock pumped out another drop of cum it would squeeze his cock and make him jerk. The sounds of our ecstasy was enough to take Mark over the edge. His cum shot down onto the sheets, and I was rewarded with a ass that came alive, teasing my sensitive cock with it's motion - his prostrate pounding against my prick and almost making me yell out. Every ripple of his orgasm made me clinch down on John's dick, which gave him an electric charge too. The three of us must have stayed there for 5 minutes in a chain of orgasmic pleasure. It was a feeling I'll never forget.
The three of us hit it off so well that they stayed an extra night in Frankfurt, the three of us tasting and probing each other in every combination possible. I was sore all over for days after they left - but every sore muscle reminded me of the pleasure I had experienced over the weekend. Thanks, guys.