Bill and Chuck, a successful couple who had been married for five years, decided to take the train en route to visit Chuck’s parents for a brief ten day holiday. Neither of them could remember the last time they had been on a train and revelled in the idea of doing so. They were a loving couple and the thought of having splendid sex to the rhythmic clattering of train wheels excited them enormously. Having booked their first class tickets, both were delighted with the sumptuous accommodation after they boarded the train at four p.m. It was a seventeen-hour journey and they would spend that night on the train, only arriving at their destination at nine the following morning.
Having both had hectic weeks prior to embarkation; both guys opted for an afternoon of relaxation and snoozing. After finally showering and readying themselves for dinner, they made their way to the dining car at around seven thirty. They were very pleased when Peter, their waiter, introduced himself. Peter was a very good-looking young guy and Billy and Chuck immediately gave one another consenting stares of approval once he had introduced himself.
Billy and Chuck had an interesting relationship and were not averse to ‘extra-curricular’ activities. In the past, they had enjoyed the added sexual company of many guys from tradesmen to professionals in and around their environs. Their simple rule in regard to this was; that they were a couple and that any third party was always only ever going to be peripheral, simple as that!
Peter placed their menus before them and shortly moved off to retrieve a bottle of champagne. Chuck ordered Bollinger, and was very impressed when Peter opened it with no spillage and also did not allow the bottle to touch the glasses, as he poured the beverage faultlessly.
Both men opted for the smoked trout starter, followed by vichyssoise. For their main courses, Billy ordered the entrecote served with a chocolate and balsamic reduction sauce, and Chuck selected the sliced bleu duck breast with a Grand Marnier and orange drizzle. The meal was delicious. Desserts followed, and as they later sipped their espressos, Peter, whose service had been excellent, reappeared.
“Do you like cognac?” Chuck then asked him, as Peter cleared the table.
Perplexed, Peter gave Chuck a quizzical smile, before nodding yes.
“What time does your shift end?” Chuck inquired.
“Eleven… eleven-thirty… at the latest,” Peter stammered.
“Cool,” Chuck replied. “May I ask you a great favour?”
“No problem, sir,” Peter responded.
“When your shift ends would you mind delivering three cognac glasses to our suite?” Chuck replied, holding up the tag displaying the number of their compartment.
“No… not at all, sir,” Peter replied.
“Great,” Chuck answered. “We have a bottle of Martell Cordon Agent that we would like to share with you,” Chuck concluded.
After placing a very generous tip on the table, Chuck and Billy arose and left the dining car.
When they arrived in their suite they had a good laugh about the evening’s proceedings. Their beds had been prepared during their absence and the subdued ambiance of the lighting in their suite, contentedly relaxed them.
Chuck and Bill were both in their mid-forties and self-assuredly good-looking. Both guys were happily convinced that Peter was ‘to be had,’ and that he would compliant to their machinations. What poor Peter was not aware of, however, was that a combined nineteen inches of dick awaited him. Both lovers were uncut and extremely well-endowed. After stripping down to their briefs they lay chatting and chilling for the next couple of hours. The momentum of the train and the clacking sound from the wheels soothed them incredibly.
Shortly after eleven, there was a knock at their door. Upon opening the door, Peter stood there with three cognac glasses on a tray. After inviting Peter in they asked him to do the honours of pouring their three cognacs. Billy and Chuck sat on the one bed, and Peter sat across from them.
They had scarcely begun chatting before Billy said, “You’re a little overdressed Peter, why don’t you get more comfortable?”
Gingerly, Peter arose and stripped down to his underwear. Peter had a very neat body; he wasn’t as big as the two six-foot tall men across from him but stood at respectable five-foot-ten inches tall. As they spoke, Peter could also not believe that they were in their mid-forties and would’ve guessed that they were at least, ten years younger.
With Chuck doing most of the questioning, Peter went on to tell them that he had been to hotel school, but having grown up in a small town and never having travelled anywhere had decided to take the job on the train, in order to see the country. Once his story came to an end, Billy arose and nonchalantly dropped his briefs. Seconds later, Chuck did the same. Peter couldn’t believe the size of the two uncut cocks that he was observing.
As Billy and Chuck were once more seated, Billy extended his arm behind Chuck’s head and began to fondle Chuck’s shoulder. With four eyes egging him on, Peter also got to his feet a dropped his underpants. Billy and Chuck were very happy to see that Peter was adequately hung. As the three of them sat silently observing one another, Billy pulled Chuck’s head toward him and commenced kissing Chuck.
Peter sat frozen, watching the hot scene before him.
Finally, Chuck and Billy’s eyes focused on him. From their stares, no words were necessary and Peter knew that permission for his inclusion had been granted. As Peter knelt before them, he instantly took Bill’s cock into his mouth as his right hand moved over to tug on Chuck’s dick. After Peter’s inclusion, Chuck and Bill returned to kissing one another. Peter was in seventh heaven as he listened to the horny groans from above. Given its girth, there was no way that Peter believed that he could fit Bill’s entire dick into his mouth, but he did his very best.
After a few minutes, Peter changed his body position as his mouth moved onto Chuck’s knob. As Peter’s left hand now took hold of Chuck’s cock, Peter felt Bill’s hand on the back of his head.
“You’ve had your warm-up, Peter, now you need to up your performance,” Bill stated, as his hand pressured Peter’s head onto Chuck’s dick.
Peter’s mouth had never been tested to this level of performance before, but he was revelling in the challenge. The throat bashing he was receiving was taking him way beyond his comfort level. The verbal onslaught from Chuck and Bill was also stimulating him beyond comprehension. Once Peter had finally managed to take Chuck’s entire cock down his throat, he wondered if he would be able to speak after the episode.
“Why is Chuck getting special treatment?” Bill exclaimed.
Grabbing hold of Peter’s head, Bill now pulled Peter’s head back onto his own knob. As Bill lay back and secured Peter’s head sturdily in his hands, Chuck arose and told Peter to stand up off his knees. When Bill commenced solidly thrusting upward into Peter’s mouth, Peter felt Chuck’s finger smearing ointment on his pucker. With Peter’s jaw about to be dislocated, Chuck entered his backside firmly.
The discomfort from Peter’s initial spit-roasting was totally negated by the horniness washing over him. Peter was also amazed that he now had eighty percent of Bill’s dick in his mouth. It was also abundantly clear that Bill was insistent on going ‘all the way.’
From behind, Chuck got into a steady rhythm with leisurely long strokes. What Peter was unaware of, was that Bill and Chuck were not sexual sprinters and could hold off cumming for ages. Peter, however, was enjoying his ‘confinement’ enormously and happy to be at the disposal of these two studs.
When Bill finally went balls deep down Peter’s throat he released the choking boy’s head, happy to have proved his point. Once Peter got his breath back, nevertheless, he happily returned to his oral service. Although Bill skull-fucking became less frantic thereafter, he did surprise Peter every so often, with one of his all-out infiltrations.
After another ten minutes, the hunks decided to change positions. From behind him, Peter now received a slightly more animated butt-banging from Bill. To his delight, Peter’s mouth also received a vigorous spearing from Chuck.
As the spit-roasting amble forth, Peter began to tug on his own dick. He was overcome with lust and unlike Chuck and Bill, unable to control ejaculation for too long. When Peter announced that he was getting close, Bill pulled his torso upward and Chuck instantly moved forward to suck on Peter’s knob. The release was mind-blowing, when it came, and Peter’s body shuddered with excitement.
Presently, after the guys assumed their former stations. Bill now went berserk and really commenced hammering Peter’s butt. Next, Bill ordered Peter to his knees after he pulled out of Peter’s arse and aimed his knob at the awaiting mouth. As Bill began to unload into Peter’s mouth, Chuck frantically began tugging on his own cock. A minute later, Peter received his second offering of spunk from Chuck.
When Peter got to his feet, Bill wiped the excess cum from Peter’s lips with his finger and fed it to Peter. The guys now formed a triangle of gratification as the started necking contentedly. Peter wondered as they kissed if the encounter had effectively ended. The question, however, was answered a short while later when Chuck placed Peter’s body lengthwise on the bed, on his back, and lifted Peter’s legs over his shoulders.
As Chuck again speared his dick into Peter’s backside, Bill knelt next to Peter’s head and started kissing him. For the following half hour, the two studs changed positions every few minutes, as Peter got fucked, kissed, and his nipples got nibbled on. To his absolute pleasure, Peter also shot two further loads as his backside received the fucking of its life. After Peter’s backside had finally been seeded by both guys, Peter got dressed and made his way back to his quarters.
The following morning after they had enjoyed their breakfast, Chuck and Bill bid Peter farewell after again leaving a huge tip for him. Peter would never forget that train journey.