1 Morning Ritual:I woke up to the view of Jon's crotch bulging, making his tight white underwear tent.
No words.
I reach out for him and give his package a squeeze and hear him moan in pleasure. Rick is next to me, splayed out on the king sized bed the three of us are sharing. He reaches over and swiftly brings his hand under the waistband of my briefs. He grabs my cock and holds it tightly, and then slowly, starts to milk it.
Now, I groan.
Still no words.
The three of us arrange our selves quickly, underwear discarded and thrown to the floor, legs resting on legs, right hands busy wanking our cocks.
I turn to the left and look at Rick. His hair askew, his face already flushed. Then I turn to the right and glance at Jon. His left hand is up to his chest so that he can pinch his nipples, his eyes wide ... he looks at me and then down at my cock.
They squeeze in closer to me, and continue jerking off.
The only sound is our chorus of rushed breathing.
Jon arches his back first and let's out a sigh as he sprays his chest with a large glop of his cum.
Just then, Rick gasps and draws in a sharp breath, some of his seed lands on my arm.
I am last, my head falls back into the pillow and I hear my neck crack as I have my orgasm and feel my scum shoot up on me, some of it lands on my chin and I chuckle.
The three of us are now covered in goo, catching our breath. All of us still holding on to our now deflating cocks.
Then we rise and gingerly get up off the bed and head to the showers.
2 Karl's Coming:
It's a beautiful late summer morning. We had picked Jon up at the airport last night. He had just flown in from London. He had called us earlier in the week and asked if we could fetch him as his partner, Karl, was going to be away until Saturday morning. So we obliged, and it was just like old times, the three of us in one bed, the three of us sharing sexual favors, the three of us sleeping soundly together, and, the three of us waking up together and ringing in the new day with a morning jack off session.
As I stepped out of the shower, I heard the phone ringing in the hall, "Somebody get that!" I yelled out, but the phone kept ringing. Sighing, I grabbed a towel and padded over to the phone.
The deep, but playful voice on the other end answered and said, "Hey, is my little fucker home?"
I laughed and said, "Yeah, Karl, we get him all primed and ready for you!".
He laughed and said, "I bet you did...OK, I'm about an hour away."
"How about if you have breakfast with us?" I asked.
"Sounds like a plan", he said and then he hung up.
Karl was this really interesting guy. He was fifty years old, but in such great shape, he could pass for thirty. His body was tight, compact, and muscular with out being overdone. Jon had met him at the private club a few months ago, and the guys bonded and found themselves involved in a long-distance love affair...of course it was an affair that offered fringe benefits to both parties.
Karl was a very wealthy man and he treated Jon like a king; paying for his flat in London, flying him back and forth, giving him expensive gifts. I also knew that he could, and did, satisfy whatever urges he had. He was something of a sexual libertine. He was proud of the fact that he'd dodged the AIDS bullet (it being 1992 and all) that many men in his age group (as well as mine) had been hit with - and he was also proud of the fact that he looked twenty years younger than his actual age. He was a powerful advocate for safer sex, and had given a lot of money to AIDS research and activist groups. With all of that said, he had the sex drive of a horny nineteen year old, and was especially fond of group scenes ... so I pretty much knew what the day would entail.
After I had dried off, I made my way to the bedroom and dressed and then headed downstairs and could not find hide nor hair of Jon or Rick. Then I heard some noise coming from the basement ... I dash
ed down to the makeshift playroom that Rick and I had set up a few years earlier and, sheesh, talk about sexual libertines ... there were my two boys (well, I guess I really could not call them "boys" any longer as they both were now in their mid 20's, but still) sporting hardons while the wrestled nude on a mat.I watched them for a few minutes and then, in spite of the stirring in my lions, went back upstairs, I loved knowing that they still played together - they both deserved whatever indiscretions they could find, Christ knows, I had mine.
3 Groped:
The small TV in our kitchen played out the latest drama on CNN. Once more I found myself half optimistic and half pessimistic about the direction my nation was heading. After a few minutes of watching, I switched off the set, and turned the radio on instead. Instantly music filled the sun dappled kitchen. I glanced out the window over the sink and saw that the old oak tree that stood dead center in the yard was teaming with life this morning. Squirrels and birds seemingly converged at the base of it going about their business.
Just then I felt a pair of arms around my waist and heard Rick's voice, "Penny for you thoughts".
He was sweaty and his breath was rushed. I turned and looked at his naked body, his cock standing straight up like an exclamation point and took him in my arms and gave him a deep kiss. He met the kiss with enthusiasm and that made me really excited. We'd been together for several years now, and it was nice to know that the fire was still there on both ends.
"So did you guys have fun?"
"Ah, Jon's still a punk, I can't believe he wrestled in high school, he's an easy pin. I wanted to fuck his ass, but since his boyfriend is coming over, I thought I'd just wait".
"I can hear you!" Jon yelled from upstairs.
"Come suck my dick!" Rick yelled back mockingly.
"All right, you mugs, knock it off." I said loud enough, "Karl's on his way; you", I said to Rick, "go put some clothes on then help me with breakfast."
Rick turned and gave his tight little ass a shake and said, "Yes, sir!" and then dashed up the stairs.
A few minutes later the door bell rang and there was Karl. He looked resplendent in a white polo shirt and a snug, but not obscenely so, pair of jeans. I saw that he was driving a black BMW. I smiled and put my hand out to shake, and then realized who I was dealing with ... Karl's hand went out also, and reached for my crotch. He gave my balls a light squeeze, and then pulled me close and planted a big wet kiss on my lips.
"Daddy's home!" he said smirking.
"Indeed", I replied and showed him in.
4 Spartan Breakfast:
The four of us had a Spartan breakfast of juice, coffee and toast in the kitchen. Actually it was Karl's idea that we forgo a big breakfast as we "might" build up our appetite later.
As we were finishing up, Karl put his arm around Jon and whispered something in his ear. And then the randy guy got on his knees and started fiddling with his boyfriend's zipper, "Nothing better than a quick blow job after a meal," Karl said matter of factly.
Believe it or not I was I bit shocked, but When in Rome ... the next thing I knew Rick was between my legs slurping on my aching member.
"The trick is..." Karl said as he held Jon's head down on his cock, "not to come, just get the juices flowing".
I nodded but thought if Rick kept up the pace, I'd be shooting my load in no time. And just then, he took his mouth off my cock and said, "Yeah, but what about us?"
Karl winked at me and then we switched places, our partners seated, while we went down on them. A few minutes later, Karl was at my side and said, "Mind if I taste some of that fire crotch?"
Now I was sucking Jon's stalk, while Karl was going at Rick's, and for a few minutes the only sound in the kitchen was the moaning of those getting sucked off, and the radio playing an ad for a department store's going out of business sale.
5 Body Rock:
Twenty minutes later, the four of us were downstairs in the playroom, naked, covered in sweat and taking turns at each other ... at one point, Karl is sitting on my chest, his cock jutting forth dripping seed onto me. I reach up and begin to fondle his nipples and he closes his eyes and sighs, then I feel my cock being swallowed, it's Jon, he's sucking me off. I turn my head and can see Rick splayed out finger fucking Jon's ass. I close my eyes for a second and then feel Karl's cock pressed up against my lips. I open up and let him fuck my face. I can smell his cologne, he must have put a dab on his pubic hair, and I breath in deep through my nose while his member begins sliding in and out. Several minutes later, he pulls out and rolls off of me. Jon is still blowing me - but now I have Rick on my right and Karl on my left and both of them are gnawing on my tits, lightly biting and licking the sensitive nubs, and they are driving me crazy...I began to groan rather loudly and then Rick bites down hard on my right tit and sends a razor sharp bolt of pain through my body that only makes the pleasure more intense...
...Then, Karl is kissing me. It's a deep, wet, urgent kiss. His hands are all over me. Meanwhile Jon and Rick are at our sides, he pauses for a second and glances over at Rick and Jon, "Take care of us," and with that, we are making out again, but now it's accented by the hungry mouths and slippery tongues of our partners sucking on our cocks. While I kiss him my hands begin to traverse his torso, his body is so sweaty that he feels like he's oiled up. I pull him even closer and then give his left nipple a tug and he returns the favor...
... I want to scream now, as I am being sexually tormented with no chance of release; I am flat on my back, Karl's arm pit smashed into my face, his taunts to , "Lick it all up" are met by me, his sweat is like a narcotic, and it's salty taste is wonderful. Every now and again, he savagely pulls at one of my nipples and he laughs when I squirm. Jon and Rick are busy working on my aching hole, fingering me, licking me, rubbing their cock heads on it, I want to stroke my cock, but I cant. Karl is laying on my right arm, while Rick is holding my left down...I want one of them to fuck me, I don't want this to end...
...I am not sure how, but I manage to throw them all off of me. I grab Rick by the hair push him down onto his belly, I mount him with only my sweat and a quick spit of saliva for lube. He yells out in pain as I ram my dick into his tight hole; "Jesus Fucking Christ", he cries out as I go all the way in...I slap his ass and he pushes back and meets my thrusting. Suddenly I hear more cursing, I turn to the right and find Karl has Jon on his back and is fucking him missionary style. We glance at each other and he winks at me, he is close enough that he reaches out and puts his hand on my shoulder . I want to kiss him, to lean into him and taste his mouth, but I don't want to stop fucking Rick for even a second. This goes on for a few minutes until
Karl pulls out of his lover and maneuvers himself so that he is behind me. I feel his hands on my ass as he's pushing me into Rick. And then I feel his cock rubbing at my crack. It takes of couple of seconds, but when he finally gets his rod into me, I am overcome with such sensations that I think I might burst. I continue fucking Rick, marveling at the pleasure, while Karl continues his attack on my ass - which compliments the pleasure with painful thrusts that feel like I might be getting torn apart......Surprisingly, no one has shot his load yet. When the three of us disconnect, it's Jon who is being mounted now by Rick. I watch the two of them, a couple of lusty lads who fuck like feral animals. Rick is pummeling his dark haired buddy while Karl and I stand astride the both of them stroking our own cocks. Once again, the older stud comes my way and kisses me. This time I feel his hard cock pressing against mine. We grind hips and continue sucking each others mouth. I reach down and around and find his well muscled ass and easily shove a digit into his hot hole. He pulls me in closer and stops kissing for second and whispers, "Fuck me"...
...Now I'm ramming Karl so hard that he's wincing in pain. After a few minutes, I realize that he's enjoying getting power-fucked. His asshole is surprisingly tight, and it feels good to be deep inside this older, sexy male, using him for my own pleasure. I bark over to Rick and Jon, and they quit fucking and turn our way, "Come here, you two, " I say, sweat running down my face, "Hold him down for me". And with in seconds, Karl is pinned to the floor, his legs spread by the boys while I continue thrusting inside of him. He is cursing up a blue streak, his face beet red, his cock stiff and leaking lava all over his taut belly. Rick reaches out with his free hand, and starts manhandling Karl's nipples, pulling on his sensitive nubs, Jon goes for the gold and grabs his lover's balls and gives them a tight squeeze. Both of them are clearly enjoying tormenting him and their cocks are drizzling pre-cum all over the mat on the floor of the play room.
I feel like I am going to shoot, so I pull out of Karl's ass, and motion to Jon to take over. I figure that the little stud might like sloppy seconds. And then I turn to Rick and say, "OK, get down on all four, I gotta shoot this load up your ass".
Now I shove myself deep into my lover and, as always, his tight ass feels like heaven - he rams himself back into me so that I am as far as I can go, he whispers something unintelligible and turns his head. I slap his ass hard a few times and he bucks like a young steer...to my side I see Jon riding Karl. The handsome buck is going at his partner's ass with such ferocity that Karl is actually clawing at the mat on the floor. For a split second, the two of us make eye contact, I wink at him and he smiles his gorgeous smile at me ... and just then I have my orgasm.
I shoot my load into Rick and fall down on top of him, grasping at his sinewy, muscled body...we both are shaking and squirming on the floor now, I hear him groaning out loud, he's shooting his load also, I whisper obscenities in his ear and he gasps...finally we both come back down to earth and lay still. My cock is still rock hard, and still deep inside his ass...
Then, Jon let's out a deep sound that seems to be coming from his chest, I turn and watch as his sexy slim body goes all taught, every muscle showing in relief, and his head is thrown back. He is holding on to Karl's hair, yanking his head back, probably unmindful of how much pain he might be inflicting on his lover, and then suddenly he pulls out of him and shoots a sloppy thick load of spew every which way until finally, his last blast covers Karl's back...
Now, Karl wastes no time, and immediately switches places and starts fucking Jon. His well muscled physique a sheen from sweat, the older man grabs his boyfriend at the waist and lifts him from the floor, rams him up against a wall, and bangs him for a good five minutes before he's coming amidst a litany of foul proclamations that echo through out the basement.
A few seconds later, they are back on the floor, each of them gasping for breath; a couple of soldiers in the army of love, fresh from the latest battle.
5 Cleaning Up:After a while, the four of us got up and without a word, the guys all helped clean up the play room...we hosed down the mats with hot water and disinfectant. Then, the four of us made our way to the shower in the back of the basement...about a year ago, I had a large stall with several shower heads put in, there was also separate spigots with hoses attached for more "in depth" cleaning ... all in all, a necessity.
We took turns washing each others backs, and then one by one, each of us took the small nozzle of the hose hose up the ass to flush out whatever spunk might still be inside.
Then, with all three shower heads going at full blast, we soaped up and scrubbed ... it did not take long for the warm water, and the sight of four naked bodies slick with soap to bring us all back to a state of arousal, soon kisses and gropes occurred, but that was it. We all exited the showers with hard cocks - and bellies empty - we were a hungry foursome.
6 Food and Rest:
Karl helped me grill up a few steaks and we washed then down with some iced tea. And then the four of us sat in the yard, basking in the warm summer sun, and the cool breeze. Rick and Jon were shirtless, both of them wearing only a pair of shorts, while Karl and I seemed modest in our pants and shirts.
Finally, the meal digested, Karl stood up and said, "So, guys, I am worn out, how about we sort of kick back...together".
And with that, we headed back inside, stripped down to our briefs and all climbed into bed, I rolled on to my side and caught a view of Jon's crotch bulging, making his tight white underwear tent. Nonetheless, I closed my eyes and felt myself drift off ...
