A gay story: Saturday Night Threesome Saturday night had finally arrived. It had been a long, hard week and I really needed some action tonight. I figured it would be a good night to take a walk to one of my favorite cruising areas and see if I could find some.
It was around seven P.M. and I was mainly walking through the back streets. I was about fifteen minutes into my walk when I saw a man sitting on his stoop. He appeared to be mid-fifties or so, looked to be in very good shape and was very much my type. He was definitely more than twenty older than me, but I always liked men older than myself. However, this wasn’t a particularly gay kind of area, so I would just have my fantasy and keep walking.
He nodded to me as I walked by and I returned his nod. A simple exchange of pleasantries passed between two neighbors.
“Hey,” he said just as I was passing him “if you’re not doing anything, would you like to come in and have a couple drinks? I’m tired of sitting out here alone and would love to have some company for a little while.”
“Sure,” I said, “I’m not going anywhere particular.”
He led me into his house and directed me to the sofa. He disappeared momentarily and returned with two beers, two shot glasses and a bottle of tequila. He handed me a beer, filled the two shot glasses and handed me one.
“My name’s Greg” he said.
I replied “Nice to meet you, I’m Chris.”
“So, no big plans for tonight?”
“No,” I answered, “just out for a walk, see where the night takes me.”
“Well,” he said “it looks like so far it’s taken you here, and that’s fine with me.”
“That’s perfectly fine with me, too.”
He said “listen, I want to be up front with you. Now, don’t get upset, I don’t mean to offend you or anything. I had a reason for asking you in and it’s for a lot more than drinks.” He paused to see if I was getting upset. When he saw that I wasn’t, he continued. “When I saw you walking by outside I got so aroused I knew I had to take a shot. I don’t know if you’re gay or not, but I had to find out.”
“Well, I’m not upset or offended,” I said, “I am gay, and, as a matter of fact, I was hoping the you were also when I agreed to come in. You are very much my type.”
He said “Great! This may be our lucky night. But there are two more things. For one, I’m a complete top, one hundred percent, and I tend to be pretty dominant in the bedroom; I hope that doesn’t make us incompatible.”
“Not at all,” I said, “I’m a total bottom and very submissive, so I guess we’re a good match.” I couldn’t believe my luck. And so close to home. This was a very rare occasion, indeed.
“Beautiful, that will work out great. We can have a lot of fun together. The other thing is, well… have you ever been with two guys at the same time?”
I answered this honestly. “I’ve done that once. I was about nineteen and it was with two guys around my age. It really didn’t work out all that well. Not much fun at all. I haven’t really had an opportunity to try it again since then.”
He said. “I have a friend coming over in about a half an hour. He’s a few years younger than me. He’s a top also. I can can call him and tell him not to come if you aren’t comfortable with it.”
“No,” I answered quickly, “I’ve been wanting to try that again. I know it can be better than the last time if I could find some guys that have more experience with that kind of thing. If he’s into it, I’d love to try that again.”
“Oh, he’ll definitely be into it, and we have quite a bit of experience as a tag team” he said and disappeared momentarily. He returned with another two beers and poured two more shots.
A short time later, the doorbell rang. Greg answered the door and his friend entered. He was Latino, about forty five, fifty years old, over six feet tall and had a fairly muscular build. Very good looking. I had a feeling this was going to be a great Saturday night.
Greg made the introductions, informing that his friends name was Victor and they both hurried into the kitchen for a few minutes. I could hear them speaking in hushed voices and, although I couldn’t make out the words, I could almost fell the excitement in their voices. When they returned, Victor was smiling and looking me up and down. He had a look of perverted lust in his eyes and I was very pleased.
Victor hurriedly drank the beer Greg had given him and said “Well, what are we waiting for. Let’s get goin’.”
Greg led us to the bedroom. There was a king sized bed that would be perfect for what was going to happen in here.
Victor said “Alright, Chris, get undressed and sit on the edge of the bed.”
I did as I was told. When they finished undressing, they came over and stood on either side of me. Greg pressed the head of his semi-hard cock against my lips while Victor rubbed his rock hard cock on the side of my face. I was licking Greg’s cock from head to shaft and back again, licking his scrotum and taking his ample balls into my mouth, sucking them one at a time and then both simultaneously, and then took his wonderfully veined cock into my mouth, now completely hard. Victor was slapping the side of my face with his thick, hard cock while I was sucking Greg, then victor was rubbing his manhood up, down and across my face.
After a couple of minutes I switched and took Victor into my mouth. His cock was thick, a very mouth filling girth. Greg was slapping his cock on the side of my face and then began rubbing his balls on my face as well. I switched and took Greg into my mouth after a few minutes and Victor got behind me on the bed and was rubbing his cock up and down my back, from my shoulders to my ass. Then he stood up and fed me his cock again, and now Greg got behind me. As I was sucking Victor’s cock, he reached down, slipped his had under my ass, ran his finger up the crack of my ass and started massaging my asshole with his index finger. I was masturbating Greg as he pinched and rubbed my pierced nipples. Slowly, Victor began to push his finger into my asshole and began finger fucking me as I sucked his cock. Soon there were two fingers in my ass. And then three, deep in me, probing and widening my hole, preparing it for what was to come.
Victor said “I think you’re open wide enough now. Get on the bed on all fours.”
I rearranged myself on the bed in a doggy style position and Greg kneeled in front of me on the bed and put his cock back into my mouth. I started working it with my tongue. I heard the snap of some sort of cap opening and then I felt the cold sensation of lube being applied to my ass. Victor’s lube covered fingers were massaging my hole, covering it with lubrication, and then inside me, probing deeply with his fingers acting as lube applicators. He removed his fingers and in no time, I felt the head of his cock pressing against my asshole, seeking entry. I could feel my ass slowly accepting him, and then a quick, sharp pain. Once he was in about half way, the pain subsided. With each thrust he went a little bit deeper, until he was finally all the way in, right up to his balls. Now, having my mouth and ass filled with hard cock, the only sensation I felt was pure pleasure.
Victor grabbed my hips very tightly and began fucking me with hard, deep strokes while Greg now grabbed the back of my head with both hands. With each inward stroke from Victor he pushed my head down on his cock and I felt it go straight down my throat. I could feel the saliva running down my chin, more with each thrust. Greg now sat on the bed with his legs on either side of me. I arched my back and lowered my head to bury my face in his crotch as Victor tightened his grip on my hips. Every time Victor thrust his cock hard into my ass, Greg thrust upward into my mouth, keeping me totally filled with cock at both ends.
Victor withdrew and said “Lay on your back.” As I did, he spun me on the bed so that I was now laying on my back with my head hanging off the side. He then put two big pillows under my ass and spread my legs wide open, holding me by the ankles with my legs straight up in the air. Greg stood at the side of the bed where my head was hanging over the side and crouched over me, sliding his cock into my mouth. Each time he lowered his cock into my mouth, I could feel his balls landing on the bridge of my nose, giving me that delightful scent of man musk that I loved so much.
Victor was now entering my ass again. I accepted him much easier this time. With the pillows underneath me, he had direct access to my asshole. He slid his cock deep into me and began thrusting again. He was fucking me hard, as if he wanted to punish my asshole, and it was a punishment I was more than willing to accept. His cock was ramming in and out of my ass at a good, rapid pace. I was very hungry for cock and he was certainly satiating
that hunger with every stroke.
Meanwhile, Greg took his cock out of my mouth and turned around. He began to squat down over my face and spread his ass with both hands. He said simply “Eat my ass.” And I did. He brought his ass right to my face, just about sitting on it, and I happily began licking his asshole. Flicking my tongue everywhere I could. I reached around his body and took his cock in my hand, gently caressing it and slowly jerking it. I continued to lick his asshole and buried my tongue as deep into his ass I could, making sure my tongue experienced every texture and nuance this orifice had to offer. It was as if it was the most exquisite thing I had ever tasted, and, at this moment, it was.
A few minutes later, Victor stopped and told me lay straight on the bed, stomach down. I laid flat on my stomach, and Greg immediately laid in front of me, legs again out at my sides with his crotch directly under my face. I opened my mouth and he began to fuck my mouth, one hand on the back of my head, the other occasionally slapping me on the cheek. Victor laid down flat on top of my back. I could feel the head of his hard cock again pressing against my eager asshole. He slowly slid his thick cock into me until he was all the way in. His thick manhood knowing just what to do to satisfy a hungry, ravenous ass, he slowly increased his pace until he was fucking me good and hard, giving my hole the workout in needed and desired.
Greg was now sitting up, his crotch still directly in my face, his cock still in my mouth. I was working his whole cock with my mouth and tongue. Suddenly, I felt him tense up a bit. I know exactly what this meant. He grabbed the back of my head and forced it down onto his cock, pushing until it was as deep as it would go and then held my head there. My face was buried in his belly and I had no escape from what was about to transpire. I then felt a hot, sticky rush of fluid shoot straight down my throat. He continued to hold my head in place as each spasm of his body sent more hot fluid into me. At last, he withdrew his cock and squeezed a little more of the hot, sticky fluid out and wiped it across my lips.
Victor, realizing that my host was finished, took his cock out of me and turned me over onto my back. He threw my legs up over his shoulders and, balancing himself with one arm, guided his thick, throbbing cock back to my welcoming hole. Once his entire manhood was deep inside me, he began to punish my ass once again. With long, deep, hard, thrusts, he fucked me just the way I needed to be fucked. With forward thrusts of my hips, I fucked him back as hard as I could. I wanted to be sure I got every last bit of him as deep into me as I could. His breathing increased and I fucked him back harder still, feeling his balls slapping hard against my ass, his cock pounding me in a savage fury of lust. Sweat was pouring off of our bodies and yet there was no slowing down. He was close to the ultimate climax of our coupling and he was not going to relent…nor would I.
At last, he shoved his cock deep into me and held it there for a few seconds. Then, without removing my legs from his shoulders, he pulled his cock out of me and gave it several hard pulls with his hand. His cock exploded in a wave of hot, thick, creamy cum. The first spurt was massive. It hit my chest, covering what hair I had there in a pearly river of pure delight. The second spurt, no less impressive, hit my chest again and reached my pierced left nipple, turning it from pink to alabaster. The remaining spurts (there were several) were intentionally aimed at my belly and my crotch. My navel was now a pool of lovely chalky white fluid. I could feel his hot juice running down over my balls, making a path through my taint and pooling up around my asshole and slowly dripping off onto the bed. As he was squeezing the last bits out onto my stomach and crotch, I was covered it in his hot creamy fluid and I couldn’t have felt better.
All three of us now trying to catch our breath, Greg asked me “Well, what do you think? Was it better than your last time?” I breathlessly replied “That was amazing. I knew it could be better and, man, that was above and beyond.”
Greg then said “I know I have a couple more loads in me and I’m sure he does, too.” Victor exclaimed ” Oh, yeah, more than a couple.” Greg than said “If you’d like to spend the night, you’re more than welcome.”
I couldn’t think of a better way to spend a Saturday night.
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The preceding is based on a true story.