My old buddy, Jay, is single again, I think. He’s been appearing on the Grindr grid a lot recently. Two years ago, I visited his apartment often. He has a beautiful cock and knows how to use it, mercilessly holding down my face and fucking deeply every time. When I see in his profile that he wants a bj, its with some excitement that I message him.
“Sorry just jerked off,” comes the reply.
Ah well. But someone else has texts me. A kinky guy with his own apartment. I’d seen him last Friday. In his bathroom, I had demonstrated my trick of downing his golden shower straight from the tap.
“Hey man, would you be interested to blow me and a buddy this morning?”
YES.
“OK, we will hop in the shower – should be ready in 10-15 minutes.”
A few minutes later I’m at the apartment building. His room door is cracked open, so I open without knocking. My kinky host wears nothing but a towel. The young professional is in his late 20s and his eyes are full of excitement as I drop my coat on the floor. He leads me through the kitchen of the studio apartment.
“After the shower we got cold, so we got started already.”
“Long time no see.” My jaw drops. My brown friend Jay, who claimed he had “just jerked off” sheepishly peeks out at me from under the blanket. The coincidences are too strange. The two men didn’t know it, but they had both indulged my piss fantasies. But today we were doing something different.
Mark, our host, is obviously unaware of our history.
“Why don’t you come up here and suck us both,” he says. Jay flings off the comforter to let him in the bed, and I see two sets of hairy legs pointed at me, one with brown skin and the other white. It’s clear that Mark’s cock bigger. It’s thick too, like a ridiculously sized dildo. Eyes locked on his face, I crawl up to his massive balls and give them a lick. He hands a bottle of poppers to Jay. I gently lick the foreskin around tip of his monster member, and taste his wet sticky precum already. I can’t help slurping it in, feeling the slickness of every last drop on my tongue, just as I when I visited him on Friday.
“You better suck him now.” He pushes my head aside toward the brown dick.
Oh yeah, the poppers must be kicking in, and we have to take advantage of them. I jump right in – I can’t help it – two hands are pushing me down, and I feel his cock bump against my tonsils, bend, and then under the pressure suddenly spring down into my throat. I feel his hands on my head and his but lifts off the bed. Jay gleefully shoves his cockhead all the way in, even as I struggle to breath. I remember this! I know what he wants – he has to fuck my throat, hit that one spot that makes him feel good. I reach around and squeeze his tight butt cheek, so small it fits in my hand, and help him thrust up into my face.
I can’t lift my eyes to look, but I can hear the muffled moans as two tops are are kissing passionately.
“No no, be rough with him. Not me!” Mark says.
“Sorry,” Jay says, and grabs my head in both hands, and while fucking it, bends me sideways, planting my ear on Mark’s leg. His hard cock rams into my molars, but he doesn’t care. He shoves it until it bends into my throat again. I gag, something I haven’t done in a long time.
I feel like I’ve been neglecting Mark, but I haven’t had a choice.
“What do you say we get him to lie back and face fuck him,” Mark suggests after watching and stroking himself.
“Sure,” sighs Jay, and reluctantly releases me. I gasp, sucking oxygen into my deprived lungs.
They get out of the bed and I lay back, head hanging off the bed, and Mark immediately positions himself over my face. I see his ballsack hanging down and he holds his cock to put it into my facehole.
Our host moans as he uses my mouth to pleasure himself. He goes slowly, letting me take breaths. Upside down between his hairy thighs, I see Jay saunter up, grab his cock, and press it into Mark’s butt. I’m getting the best view.
Immediately Mark’s already thick cock stiffens in my mouth, and he gasps. In moments, he seems ready to burst, but stops himself, and pulls out.
“Your turn,” he gasps, hand around his dick as he steps aside.
“You’re way too gentle,” says Jay. “I know him. He likes it. Here, let me show you.”
I see a pair of hairy brown legs get in front of me. He thrusts his long brown cock through my lips, and pushes in. Once again I feel it bump my tonsils, bend, and then slip into my throat. Lying face up, it goes in much farther this time and immediately I can’t breath again. And then I feel his hand grip the underside of my jaw, roughly holding my head steady as he presses himself in even further. I’m being strangled, but I’m so turned on I don’t care. His balls flatten against my nose. His cock fills my throat and I know if I try to breath I will gag immediately, so I just stare at the underside of his ass.
“You like it like that. Don’t you!” he says, as he starts to thrust in and out.
But it is too deep. Suddenly I panic. I’m drowning. I reach out and shove him. My airways are free, and I want to breath again. Instead, my gut churns and I heave. I’m spun around now, and a puddle of thick clear liquid lies on the hardwood floor under me. I lay there gasping. Someone throws a towel on me, and when I wipe my eyes, I hear the shower running and Mark is getting some paper towels from the kitchen.
“Sorry! I’m so sorry,” I say. I clean myself off with the towel and awkwardly get up. I feel terrible, like I’ve just dumped my dinner on the floor at a restaurant, and all I can do is helplessly watch as our host cleans. The bathroom is just around the corner, so I go there to escape. Jay is already in the shower, so I hop in beside him, and wash off the sweat and mucous. Even after the embarrassment, I can feel myself getting hard again as I am standing beside Jay’s thin athletic body, and I want desperately to touch him as he scrubs his ass with soap.
When we get out, Mark has cleaned up the mess and is already wearing a white bathrobe. I just want to salvage the threesome. “I think we can keep going,” I say tentatively.
They look at each-other. Then Mark looks down at himself, and slowly slips off the bathrobe. His cock juts out. “I game,” he says grinning, and I can’t help but chuckle.
We all leap into bed again. The bedding is soft against my freshly showered skin. Mark lays there, slowly jerking and Jay is beside him. They turn to each other and kiss. I put my hand on Marks and remove it from his cock as I take over with my mouth. He moans as I slowly work my lips over it from his balls to the tip, and then start to pump my head up and down. I hear him breathing loudly through his nose as his lips are pressed against Jay’s. Suddenly he gives a great moan and his thick member unleashes a geyser of cum up into my mouth. I seal my lips around it as it pulses and I manage to down it all. Only a single white drop escapes and drips down onto his balls. When he is done I lick that up too.
I turn to Jay and he is staring at me, eyes wide as he strokes himself. He is in the midst of an orgasm and three streaks of cum are already leading up to his dark brown nipples.
“Um, you know he swallows, right?” Mark says.
Jay collapses back onto the pillows, “Fuck me! Yeah I guess I forgot.”
“Well now you know for next time.” I say, wiping my lips with my wrist.