And there I found myself, on my hands and knees, with most of my effort focusing on relaxing so that I could accommodate Jake’s cock, slowly burning its way deep into my asshole. His powerful hands were firmly on my hips, pulling me onto his huge member. The burning pain was accompanied by deepening pleasure as his giant cock drove deeper and deeper into my ass. I also needed to be mindful of Isaac, who was firmly holding my head as he face-fucked me with his thick glistening black cock.
How did I end up here, you may ask?
I’ll tell you, and I’ll also tell you how it continued.
Ever since my wife decided that our sex life was no longer something she was interested I decided to turn my sex life into a virtual activity. At first, writing stories helped me, then I turned to art and eventually had to involve other people to keep my interest alive.
Once I started chatting online I found that I was mainly meeting men. That’s not a thing I was interested in but, for the most part, I chatted and would discuss fantasies involving other women. It was quite a turn-on to hear other men’s sexual fantasies involving situations I had never dreamed of. I was happy to have these discussions and even found myself stroking my cock as an online buddy would be describing his latest escapade with his wife or lover. Over time these man-on-man discussions became normal and I very much looked forward he hearing sordid tales of my newfound friends and I would always be ready, cock in hand, to turn my excitement into action.
Months passed by, I had increased my online presence and found myself, once again, looking to expand my horizons.
One day I was chatting with my_Wife_is_Yours., he was telling me about the time his two friends were fucking his wife, and was sitting in the room watching them while masturbating. I was early stroking my cock as his story progressed and I got a question followed by a request:
“Are you stroking your cock?”, Tbone9696
“I am”, came my reply.
“Could you send me a picture of your cock?”, replied my_Wife_is_Yours.
I barely had time to think about this request when I found myself, phone in hand, pressing ‘send.’ I had just sent another man a picture of my erection, an erection he had helped create. I waited.
“Nice cock, Tbone9696”, came his reply.
“Thanks, I suppose,” was all I could think of saying at the moment.
my_Wife_is_Yours continued describing his voyeuristic tale about his wife being fucked by two studs until I came hard and thanked him for his story.
I thanked him for his story, closed my computer and cleaned myself up, and continued with my day. The thought of my_Wife_is_Yours’ wife being double teamed stayed with me and I had multiple solo sessions just thinking about it. When I went to bed that night I found myself playing the scenario in my head once more, except this time I was focusing on the men and imagining how the woman must feel, and before long I was imagining I was the one being fucked both ends by two men. I ejaculated immediately and powerfully once the thought settled in my head and, just like that, my sexual appetite seemed to change.
The next time I chatted to my_Wife_is_Yours, I told him what happened after our last chat.
“How did you feel?” he asked me?
“I felt like I was charged with electricity when the thought first entered my mind”, I explained.
“Is it something you’d like to explore further?” he asked me?
“How do you mean?” I asked.
“Talk me through the scenario. Let me hear?” he instructed.
And I did exactly that. I described the men; tall muscular with cocks that had to be at least as big as mine, preferably bigger. In the scenario, I described I wanted very little control other than the freedom to worship cock and to be fucked in the ass by one cock while sucking the other. I wanted to be covered in cum by the end of it. The details of our chat elude me but what I never will is the reply from my_Wife_is_Yours.
“Yeah, my wife and I can make that happen”, he said, continuing, “If you want. That’s quite a task to take on for a first-timer.”
I couldn’t reply at first. I sat and stared at my screen: re-reading the text over and over, processing the message in my head, stunned by the apparent ease from fantasy to reality that was being played before me.
“Eh, I’m going to have to think about that, my_Wife_is_Yours”, I replied,
“Don’t think too long, Tbone9696,” replied my_Wife_is_Yours. Continuing, “if you do go ahead with it, my wife and I all be watching.”
I told him I’d think about it and tried to continue with my day as normal, though that proved to be impossible; I could think of nothing else. Driving to work, during work, eating lunch, every meeting, all I could think about was being sandwiched between two men and being drenched in their cum. I took my phone out in my last meeting of the day and texted, “Make it happen, my_Wife_is_Yours”. My heart seemed to jump out of my chest once I pressed ’send’.
We spent days talking about the specifics. It turns out my_Wife_is_Yours’ wife was had been a keen participant in all our chats and was the main driving force behind this part of the project. She knew a lot of men from the many situations my_Wife_is_Yours had gladly witnessed her performing and this was very helpful in finding my would-be partners in this adventure.
“Tell me about the men you’d like, Tbone9696”, she asked.
“Well, I suppose muscular or athletic is how I pictured it”, came my reply.
“And did you have any ideas on their cock?”, she enquired, continuing, “do you think you are a size queen?”
“I can’t say what I am”, came my response, continuing, “but, for some reason, they have to be bigger than me.”
“I saw your photo”, she responded, continuing, “you’re quite a big boy. You’re not making it easy for me.”
Once we agreed on everything she told me she’d get to work and come back to me when she found my men. I asked about the next steps and she simply told me that everything was in her hands now and I just simply had to follow instructions from this point on. Having no opportunity to disagree I simply accepted my fate and lustfully waited for the day the call would come.
The weekend after I received a message on my phone: “It’s all set up, we’re having dinner in our place on Saturday.”
The details were exchanged over several texts and before I knew it, I was scheduled to be the central role of a gay three-way show with two men knew nothing about, to be watched by a couple I had never met. They say, ‘life can throw you curve balls’ but this was something else. Life was throwing me two pairs of balls and two big cocks.
Date night arrived and I drove to the address stated in the message. Parking the car I still couldn’t believe what I was about to do and still wasn’t sure I would go through with it. With trepidation, I made my way to the front door and, after hesitating for a moment, finally rang the doorbell. ‘Well, no turning back now, I thought to myself as I heard footsteps approaching.
“You didn’t back out!” said the stunning blond woman who opened the door.
“Wow”, was all I managed to reply, before managing, “my_Wife_is_Yours never told me how stunning you were.”
“Well, darling, ” she curtly replied, continuing, “you never asked.”
“Come in, my name is Ava and this is my husband, Lucas.” said the stunning blond.
“Hi, nice to meet you at last”, I replied, continuing, “I’m Dave.”
Ava was a wonderful-looking woman. I’m not sure how to explain but she pulled off a look that was part blond bimbo yet totally classy – beautiful perky breasts were hidden tastefully under a white blouse and a thin skirt that was short enough to tell you all you needed to know yet long enough to look classy. Lucas was a good-looking man. He stood six-one, with slight stubble, rugged good looks, and the frame of an athlete. They asked me to follow them and lead me into the dining room where two men were waiting. They both stood up at the same time.
“Hi, I’m Isaac”, said a tall muscular man with a shaved head, chiseled facial features, and a deep ebony complexion.
“Hi, I’m Dave”, came my reply, surprising even myself with my confidence.
The other guy stepped forward, saying, “Hi, I’m Jake, Nice to meet you, Dave”. He reached out his hand and gripped me like a vice we shook hands.
Jake was a typical jock – blue eyes, a big-framed guy with a military-style haircut. We all stood in silence after the initial greetings until Ava directed us all to the dinner table.
“Sit down, men”, she said, continuing: “We have a busy evening’s entertainment ahead of us.”
Dinner was informal, fun, and passed without any mention of a subject that could be considered remotely sexual. We discussed our work, where we lived, sports, and even managed to delicately wade into the lighter spectrum of political issues that we found interesting. All in all, it was simply a normal, everyday, if very enjoyable, dinner party. That was until Ava asked us If we would like some coffee.
“No coffee for me, thanks,” came Jake’s reply, continuing, “I would like to fuck Dave’s virgin asshole if that would be fine with you guys”.
He stood up and gripped my hand, making me follow him to the two sofas. I followed, looking at the other guests for comfort or encouragement, I didn’t know what at the time. Ava and Lucas quickly made their way to the adjacent sofa and clapped their hands with joy.
“Yay!” Said Ava, continuing, “This s going to be some show”.
Jake released my hand and started to undo his trousers. He let them drop to the floor and then started to unbutton his shirt. I first noticed the enormous bulge in his tight white trunks and then his six-pack abs and muscular shaved chest were revealed with each opened shirt button. When the last button was released he let the shirt slip off to the floor, I stood there, motionless, not knowing what to do next. I then felt Isaac’s hands reach around from behind and undo my trousers, let them fall to the floor, and then tear my shirt open in one swift motion. He then grabbed my trunks and tore them from me.
As I stood there helpless and naked, Isaac started to undress too. I was now standing in front of two men, very much my bigger, with a thin pair of trunks and a hand full of inches being the only thing between their enormous bulges and me.
Thankfully an instruction came at last. I was told to get down on my knees and release the beasts. I didn’t know what bundle of joy to release first so I put a hand on each bulge and stroked them through the trunks. They were still not fully hard, yet they were like pythons. I pulled both their trunks down and two cocks sprang out in front of my face.
Jake’s cock had a foreskin and a very thick eight-inch shaft. I took hold of it, stroked it to the base to reveal a shiny head no thicker than his shaft. Isaac’s cock was longer, probably nine inches, yet not so thick as Jake’s, but he had a great big shiny mushroom head at the end of his long ebony shaft. Shifting my gaze from one cock to the other, on my knees, a cock in each hand, I decided to get to work.
Being spoiled for choice, and indecisive, I brought Jake and Isaac towards each other until their cocks were touching. I licked the length of their cocks where they touched and then licked the tip of each cock in turn. After licking them until they were dripping wet I attempted to put both cocks into my mouth but that proved to be an impossible task which caused Ava to laugh hysterically. I separated the cocks and took Isaac’s cock into my mouth and pressed my head towards his stomach, I got half of his cock into me before I gagged. He gripped the back of my head and held me there.
“Relax your throat, Dave,” he suggested, continuing, “you need to get more of my cock into you”.
As I gagged and saliva drooled all over my chest, I re-focused, relaxed my throat and miraculously his cock sank the remaining few inches into my throat. His balls were touching my lower lip and my nose was pressed against his stomach and my next was filled with a stiff hard cock.
“Oh yeah, Dave!” exclaimed Isaac with satisfaction, continuing, “You’re a cock-sucking master.”
Isaac released my head and I slowly released his cock until only the hot bulbous head was filling my mouth with the musk flavour of pre cum. Holding my lips tightly around his shaft I greedily kept the head of his cock in my mouth while my tongue lavishly worked his bulbous head.
I was so busy that I had forgotten about Jake. Luckily for me, Jake was far from busy and soon took matters into his own hands. I felt a pair of hands on my ass cheeks. The hands pulled my cheeks apart and I was then filled with a lightning bolt of bliss as Jake’s wet tongue licked my asshole. First one lick, then another, then his wet tongue entered my asshole. Jake’s wet tongue was so deliciously gratifying that I almost forgot to pay attention to Isaac, but after re-focusing I got back to the task of licking and sucking Isaac’s cock.
My rhythm had soon been established until, suddenly, the warm soft wetness filling my hole was replaced by a cold hard probing of Jake’s lubed-up finger. He took more and more lube with every finger probe and was soon stretching my dripping wet hole with two fingers. All the while I’m firmly gripping the muscular cheeks of Isaac’s ass, eagerly licking, kissing, and sucking his fabulous cock.
The fingers were removed and Jake said, “I’m going to make a man of you now, Dave,” continuing, “Relax and it’ll be better.”
I felt the heat of his cock press into my soaking wet asshole, with a mouth full of cock all I could say was a grunt to indicate my desire to be filled with cock. I pressed my ass towards Jake in an attempt to be filled but to no avail. There was too much resistance for him to penetrate me. He gripped the shaft of his cock and pressed harder. This time I felt the pressure, the stretch, finally the head of his cock entered me with a burning sensation that I somehow considered pleasurable and extremely painful. I groaned in pain but moaned with desire. I momentarily removed Isacc’s cock from my mouth to speak.
“Oh Jake, It hurts so much, but I want it so bad,” I said in something resembling a sob, a moan, and a whine.
I followed with “I want you in me but I can’t take it.”
“Just relax, boy,” was all he said.
Jake took firm hold of my hips, steadied me, withdrew his cock until it was barely inside my burning asshole, and, once again, pressed himself into me, going deeper the next time. Each time I’d reach my limit, he’d withdraw, pause and push deeper.
“Oh, it’s so sore, so good, don’t stop,” I managed to say after Jake managed to get almost all his cock into me.
“Fill me with your cock, Jake,” I demanded.
With that, Isaac gripped my face in his hands and told me to relax and open my mouth. He started to face fuck me just as Jake managed to force his full length into me. And there I was, feeling Jake’s cock slowly and continuously burning its way deep into my asshole, being face fucked by Isaac. Isaac’s increase in pace seemed to be mirrored by Jake and soon I was being wildly fucked on both ends. The feral sounds that I was only capable of my have hidden my satisfaction but the fact was that I had never felt such bliss in my life.
Suddenly Isaac started to grunt and moan and, without notice, a cascade of hot cum flooded into the back of my throat. His bulbous head throbbed in my mouth before another surge of hot cum. His head throbbed and each throb was followed by declining surges then drips of cum.
Still with a mouth full of cock and hot cum I heard Jake entering the throws of pleasure as he was still intensely fucking my asshole. His grip on my hips was like iron and his cock was ravishing me and he started to roar. He buried his cock deep into me with one final thrust and I felt the first hot blast of cum punch the depths of my hole. He convulsed in pleasure, staying buried deep inside me as he shot and then oozed every last drop of cum into my hole.
Jake fell slumped on top of me when he finished with his softening cock still in my ass and his cum leaking out of me. I released Isaac’s semi-hard cock from my mouth and swallowed the last drops of his seed.
Ava was first to speak, “That was my kind of show boys,” she said as she started to unbutton her blouse. Continuing, now I think I need to show my dear husband how a girl like me can take care of three men.”
Isaac, Jake, and I looked at each other, shrugged our shoulders, and in unison said, “Fuck it, sounds great.”
