The following is a work of fiction and any resemblance to character real or fictional is purely coincidental. So if you are of legal age, into man on man sex and honry, sit back, unzip, relax and enjoy!
Speaking of Henry (or Hank as he was now referred to), he had arrived in England exhausted. Both he and Jonathan (or Jon) had barely slept on the flight over and were riding in the taxi to their flat near the Cambridge campus. they met the concierge at the building and she took them to their flat. Instead of a 2 bedroom (which he had been promised, they were in a one bedroom unit with two twin beds in the bedroom. The concierge apologized for the Dean and said that they had forgotten there were two people coming. Hank looked around for the bath and kitchen. "If you go through that door, you'll find the loo and the kitchen. I'm sorry but you'll have to share those with another visiting instructor from Australia. He arrived yesterday and seems like a nice enough chap. About your age, I think" the concierge said turning toward Jon. (Jon was 30). "He should be returning from his morning run any minute. I'll leave you two to unpack your things. " She turned and left the flat, closing the door behind her.
Hank was not upset that he and Jon were sharing a bedroom, infact that was the plan all along and they were planning on using the second bedroom as a "cover." But he was definitely glad he had not brought along his boys. These accomocations would have been too close for comfort for the four of them, and sharing a kitchen and bathroom did not appeal to him. He and Jon liked to walk around in the nude and having someone in such close proximity would most definitely cramp their style. "Well, let's make the best of what we've got. We can always push these beds together although it might me fun to screw around in a twin bed!" Jon laughed as he grabbed the older man's crotch. "Hey, not now. I'm tired and we're gonna have to meet this other professor when he comes in." Hank chided his lover. Just then, they heard a door close and they knew there "roomie" returned.. All of a sudden, there was a knock at the door and someone entered. In walked a bear of a man in sweaty running gear, at least six foot four with long blond hair and a beard. Hank thought he might be a bit younger than 30 (in fact, he was 28). "Hey mates, looks like we're gonna be seeing a lot of each other over these next few months! My names Peter. " he said extending his hand to both men. Hank was not surprised at the firm grip of this big Adonis and figured him to be completely hetero. "I don't know about you two, but I'm free as a bird. Broke up with someone two months ago after three years. I guess that I just wanted to sow some more wild oats if you get my drift! What about you two blokes, married or single?" Peter asked.
"Well, I'm a widower with two teenaged sons back in the states that I'll probably miss terribly and Jon here's never been married. We hope that we won't cramp your style." Hank almost apologized. "No worry mates, as long as you don't mind if I pad around here in the altogether. I'm so used to doing it at home." Peter asked. "Well speaking for myself, I have no problem. Why don't agree on that as a house rule, as long as there's no company around. Hank said. "It's agreed then, mates!" Peter said. With that, he stripped down right in front of them. Hank's jaw almost dropped when he saw what was hanging between Peter's legs. He had to have at least an eight inch soft uncut cock with a pair of bull balls that were surrounded by a thick forest of blond pubic hair. "Wel, gotta hit the shower, see you blokes in a bit!" Peter said nonchalantly as he turned to walk away. Closing the door behind himn both Hank and Jon got a final glimpse at the man's gorgeous ass, it's twin globes puffed out nice and full. Just the sight of it was enough to get Hank's blood boiling.
While he and Jon were lovers, they were both open to a sexual tryst now and then. Most of the time it was a threesome. Hank could not get a read on Peter. He seemed totally straight, but who knows what could happen when a horny stud is so far away from his wife. That's where the expression any prot in a storm came from. He and Jon collapsed on their beds and soon both men were aasleep. Before they knew it, it was nearing six PM and they were awakened by a knock. Peter popped his head into the room. "Sorry mates, thought you two might be up for some fish and chips at the restaurant on campus. We get to ear for free and I heard from the concierge that the food there's not half bad. We can always sample the pubs in a few days!" Peter exclaimed. He was dresssed in chinos and a tee shirt that accentuated evry bulge in his chest. His man tits filled out the T-shirt to the max and Hank could not help but notice the man's hard nipples pressing against the fabric. "I guess I'm hungry, are you as well?, Jon asked. Jn agreed. Just give us ten minutes to wash up and we'll be ready!"
The three of them went out and Peter turned out to be totally cool. He spoke once about his wife but seemed more interested in the two of them. Hak explained that Jon was sort of his protege and the two worked closely back in the States. " I know about protoges!" Peter winked. "I was a teaching assistant for two years under this great professor who taught me everything I know!" he laughed. Hank wasn't sure whether that was meant to be a double entendre. Nonetheless, they got back to their flat clsoe to ten. Jon was too tired to shower, so he decided to go right to bed but Hank needed one badly. They said their goodnights. Both Hank and Jon stripped down and Jon grabbed a towel to head to the head. "You know, Hank, i wouldn't mind in the least if you and I got friendlier with Peter. I'm sure he turns you on as much as he turns me on!" Jon laughed. "Well, I would not hold out for anything but you never know." Hank said. With that, JOn left the room and went to the loo. Ir was a combination tub and shower and he had to climb in holding on to the edge. He stepped in and turned on the water, it was chilly at first and then it came out hotter. Jon soaped himself up real good and begain massaging the soap into very crevice. It felt real good when he worked his finger around his anal ring. He almost wished that Hank wasn't so tired because he was itching to get laid. "What the hell, might as well whack off a load as long as I'm in here!" Jon thought to himself. He closed his eyes and thought about Hank's thick cock sliding into him as it had hundreds of times. The his mind drifted to Peter's hot body and especially that thick slab of meat they had both seen earlier. He groaned as he fingerfucked himself thinking about what it could feel like having that tremendous rod plowing him hard, long and deep. Hank was probably right, this guy was probably totally hetero, but a guy could dream
In his reverie, Jon didn't hear someone entering the room. The other man watched as Jon stroked his seven inch rod and plunged his finger into the crevice that was hidden between his two perfectly-formed butt cheeks. His cock swelled in his hand and grew to it's full length, a gut busting twelve inches. "Mind if I join you, bloke! Peter asked. Jon almost fell on the floor. "I saw the way you were eyeing my pecker earlier and I know I gave you two a good long look at my bum. I figure you for a bottom...am I right?" Peter asked as he entered the tub. He leaned over and placed his lips onto Jon's as his hot tongue entered the smaller man's mouth. Breaking the kiss, he whispered,"I hope that Hank won't get pissed if we too get it on. "He'd probably want to join us if he weren't asleep! Jon whispered back. "Turn around, mate and let me get a good look at the Yankee bum." Peter murmurred. Jon did just that and Peter got down and spread the man's cheeks. He placed his face in Jon's crack and took a long, hot swipe at it with his big tongue. "Um. you're tongue feels so fucking good on my ass, eat me out you big, fucking Aussie stud!" Jon cooed. Peter eagerlly obliged and as he chowed down on that delicious bum knowing that it would soon be his. Jon began to grind his ass into the big man's face as he fantasized about being fucked by this hot stud. His cock was dripping pre-cum and he feared he'd shoot before Peter could have at him. Sensing Jon's excitement, Peter stood up. 'Now you're gonna get the treat of your life, mate. A big thick Aussie cock plowing your tight Yankee bum. I know that you''re gonna love this as much as me!" Jon braced himself against the side of the tub. He could feel the huge cockhead prodding him and he forced himself to relax much the same as he did when Hank first fucked him. Peter's rod was even thicker than Hank's and three inches longer. "Damn, you're tight, mate! But I'm making my way in. Can you feel it Jon? Can you feel my thick slab of beef easing up your shithole. I can feel your walls stretching to accomodate me and it feels fucking great!' Peter moaned. Jon could not have agreed more, his ass was on fire but it was a good feeling, being stretched to the limit like this.
The two men were so entrenched in each other that they didn't see Hank enter the room. He had woke to see that Jon had not returned and was checking to see if he was okay. Much to his surprise (?) he found his lover bent over with the Aussie's huge cock plowing his butthole. But it wsa the big man's bubble butt that was making Hank hard, bringing his nine inches to full throbbing heights. Was there room for him to join them and would the big guy mind? He got behind Peter and felt for his butt. "Look who's awake. So you want a piece of my ass, do you mate. Well have at it. Ain't nothing wrong with a fat cock in your bum while yours is buried up another hot bum!" Peter laughed. Pushing forward, Hank found his cock sliding fairly easily up the Aussie's butt. He knew it wasn't the first time the big man had been fucked. Rather than feeling loose, his hole fit Hank's rod like a glove. He made his way in until his balls were banging against the big man's butt cheeks. The room was filled with animal lust as the two studs timed their thrusts up their partner's chutes. Peter's big hand was wrapped around Jon's aching dick and he was jerking him off in time to his own thrusts. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room as the three men strained to reach the heights. I'm gonna shoot soon Peter, fuck me hard you big-cocked stud! It's too fucking good, your thick rod racking my prostrate with each forward thrust! Jon cried. The man's words of lust, pushed the huge Aussie over the edge. With a loud grunt and one last thrust, he buried his tremendously thick rod up the young American's hole, held it in place and fired his load of Aussie cum deep into the recesses of that hot orifice. Peter could feel jon's own cock explode as he milked him cock for every last drop. For his part, Hank was so turned on knowing that his lover was receiving all that hot spunk. He felt Peter's hot hole gripping him like a vise as he came and he, too, shot off a thick load of cream deeo into the man from down under. It was gonna be an interesting summer!
To be contiuned. Cumments always welcum!