“Man that feels good,” moaned Johnny as Greg slipped his tongue inside him.
“That feels better,” Greg groaned as he felt Lenny slip his cock into his open ass.
“You lubed him good Johnny,” Lenny said, as he felt his cock slide through his friend’s seed, allowing him to slide in and out.
Johnny could feel Greg’s tongue flicking in and out, making him writhe in pleasure. When Greg rolled his tongue into a tube and started to tongue fuck him, he couldn’t help the words that came out of his mouth, “You can fuck me if you want.”
Lenny was pure top and had never been fucked in his life but he knew that although Johnny normally topped, he would bottom on occasions. A couple of times Lenny had fucked him in the past.
Stopping his fucking for a moment Lenny said softly in Greg’s ear, “It’s OK if you want to.”
Greg was conflicted and confused, part of him enjoyed the feeling of being fucked yet deep inside he still had the desire to do the fucking. His cock was hard as steel and the thought of being in Johnny’s ass was so inviting that he couldn’t resist.
“Use me as your condom,” Greg moaned as he pushed his cock into Johnny’s ass. As Greg began to fuck Johnny each thrust was emphasised by Lenny thrusting into him. They soon found a pattern and a rhythm that involved Lenny driving into Greg who in turn drove into Johnny.
“That’s it boy, fuck his ass,” Lenny grunted as he pushed half into Greg and then held his body still. This meant that as Greg pulled out of Johnny he pushed himself further onto Lenny’s cock. “Yeah boy fuck yourself on my cock, show daddy what a little cock whore you are.”
“Fuck yeah breed my ass,” groaned Johnny as Greg thrust as hard as he could, “I want your cream in my ass so you can lick me clean afterwards.”
Greg had hold of Johnny’s cock and was working it up and down when Johnny started to groan. Greg felt Johnny’s cock ripple and Greg realised he was going to make a man cum with his hand for the first time. Suddenly Johnny started to spurt his seed up in the air and Greg tried to aim at his own mouth but only succeeded it hitting his face. With cum starting to drip down his cheeks he couldn’t hold back any longer and jerked his hips forward as he pumped his seed into Johnny.
“Man, you look like a proper cum slut with my load on your face,” Johnny groaned.
Lenny was pulling fully out of Greg before driving back in and as Greg’s ass spasmed, he pumped his load deep into Greg, mixing with Johnny’s deep inside.
Johnny pulled his legs up to his chest and Greg could see his seed starting to leak out.
“Clean up time,” Lenny laughed and grabbing Greg by the neck he pressed his face close to Johnny’s ass, “you made the mess so you have to clean it up.”
Greg knew he had no choice, and to be honest he didn’t want one, as he started to lick the mess oozing out. To his surprise, and delight, Lenny was still hard and started fucking him with long slow strokes pushing the two loads in him back inside.
“Man you are a keeper,” Johnny groaned, “not only can you suck cock you can fuck well and rim like a pro.” Then lowering his legs his slapped Greg on the face with his semi-hard cock, “time to get that mouth working again.”
As Greg sucked, he felt Lenny’s hand on his head pushing him down, “You need to be a proper cock sucker boy.” Greg gagged but Lenny didn’t relent and Johnny just thrust upwards letting his cock slip into Greg’s throat.
“Hereee comes Johnny,” Johnny shouted as he pumped his seed directly into Greg’s throat, not caring when he coughed and spluttered. The sun dog Greg gagging on his friend’s cock sent Lenny over the top again and with a series of grunts coated Greg’s insides with his seed.
*****
The next day Greg felt like he had been run over by a large truck. His jaw ached from holding it open as Lenny or Johnny fucked his throat while the other was ramming his ass. For all the pain Greg was over the moon with the way things had gone so far, and he still had more fun times to come.
The hotel was a flurry of activity with everyone checking out apart from Greg. There were a few, ‘thanks for coming’, speeches but these were pretty speedy as the executives were as anxious as the rest of the attendees to get away for the weekend. By midday the place was deserted as it was too early for the weekend guests to be arriving.
Deciding to check out the gay sauna he walked the few blocks to where it was located down a side street. The publicity pictures had flattered the outside though once inside, it was cleaner than he had expected. He had paid in cash for his day membership and the young guy didn’t raise an eyebrow when he read the name Marlon Brando on the application form.
“OK ‘Marlon’,” the man said in a sarcastic voice, “rules are simple, no means no, technically no open sex…” then he laughed and shrugged. Handing Greg a towel and locker key he went on, “shower before you enter and it is pretty quiet on Friday afternoon but will heat up this evening. Your membership lasts all day so feel free to return if you don’t get what you want today.”
Greg got changed and as he showered in the large communal shower, he was joined by a man who he would have guessed was about his age.
“You top, bottom or versatile,” the man asked like he was discussing the weather.
“Bottom,” Greg replied as he touched his wedding ring wondering if he should take it off.
“Leave it on, the tops go wild for it,” he laughed as he waggled his wedding finger showing his own ring, “even if I haven’t been married for 15 years they don’t know.”
Greg wasn’t quite sure what he had expected from the sauna but it wasn’t moving around semi-deserted rooms. He found some play rooms where there were slings like he had seen in videos but no one there. He had wrapped a towel around his waist as he had seen others do with the odd Adonis walking around naked like a strutting peacock knowing that all eyes would be on them. In the end Greg decided he might as well sit in the steam room and cleanse his pores.
There were a few men dotted around sitting on the tiled benches and one strange couple. One was a thin young man who looked younger than the 21 years old that he had to be to gain entry. It was one of the things he had read on the website that if you looked underage they would demand ID or refuse entry as they didn’t want trouble with local law enforcement. The man sitting with the young twink must have been twice his age at least. His towel has been laid open and the twink was sucking his cock like his next meal depended on it, which perhaps it did.
“Boy sucks cock real good,” a deep voice said beside Greg, “the question is are you a good married cock sucker?”
Greg turned to stare at a man of Afro-Caribbean descent who was looking at Greg with his large brown eyes. As he locked eyes with Greg as he undid his own towel to reveal a brown snake in his lap that was starting to stir. Greg heard a couple of murmurs of appreciation as the man spoke softly again, “If you don’t suck it then I think there are a few others who will eagerly take your place.”