After our adventures at the Suspension Bridge and the cave, we headed back to the City Centre of Bristol and to my hotel. We needed to clean up and change for an evening out. I wanted a good night out with my handsome husband and to show him of to the city of my student days. I have pleasant memories of the city when I was there studying Geology, a small and select social life and rowing on the river Avon. Bristol is a great city, and its catchment area is interesting.
St Nicolas Street in the heart of what is called the Centre, was a haunt of mine back then, there was a pub called The Elephant, I didn’t go there often being a broke student, but I used to visit on a Friday night when it was packed with all sorts of characters, and sometimes some talent and I’d allow myself to be bought a pint, and sometimes, be taken home for a night of fun. I had thoughts of taking Stephen there to show off a bit of my younger past.
An on-line search found a highly recommended restaurant in St Nicolas Street called Mugshots and a quick call to them reserved a table for two. Stephen showered first and I followed. When I came out of the shower, Stephen looked spectacular. He was wearing a tight plain white T shirt and dark grey slacks and white trainers. The top really showed of his physique, from his bull neck, over his huge shoulders showing off his great traps, massive chest and bulging biceps which really stretched the cotton material. The slacks showed off his waist nicely as well as his tight arse. He had caused me a small problem as to what I should wear with what I had with me. I did have a spare white short sleeved shirt for the work I was doing at Abbey Wood, but Stephen persuaded me to just wear one of the singlets I wore for the gym. So, I used the hotel’s iron provided with the room and wore my jeans to go with it and my trainers.
When I was ready, Stephen pronounced me edible, and we set out to walk along to Bristol Bridge where we crossed the road, and up the steps to St Nicolas Street. It was a very warm night.
The meal was great and the service excellent and we were in a great mood, especially after our adventure with Eric in the cave. We had a couple of hours still to kill and I suggested that we cross the road to go to the Elephant pub. Stephen was keen and we went outside only to find to my great disappointment that the pub was no more. My plans crashed; I’d hoped to tell Stephen a few stories of my adventures in the pub whilst we had a pint. We turned to walk away and there was a new pub, with rainbow banners and flags decorating the outside. We walked over to look but the place looked more like a restaurant and shop and wasn’t what we were looking for.
Out came Stephen’s phone and he found a place not too far in the Old Market and we thought we’d give it a try. It was fairly packed for a mid week, and as we walked in, all eyes seemed to be on us, and the conversations seemed to die down somewhat. We were served at the bar efficiently and the conversations picked up. We stayed at the bar with our drinks with a few couples and groups around us and many others dotted around the pub, some at tables, others on stools around the bar and a few people leaning against the walls. We were really being looked at and obviously being discussed by the patrons. There were a handful of girls present but the majority of the customers were male and some obviously gay. We were the only men there showing off our bodies. I was showing off more flesh and muscle than Stephen, but his body encased in his tight T-shirt was the more impressive. We were also the tallest in the pub.
We were glancing around at the other customers in the pub, and chatting about them and the fact that they were looking at us and discussing us. I found it amusing, especially when Stephen would make a remark about the other people.
Stephen noticed the guy first. A young handsome and quiet guy, standing against the wall by himself and looking deliberately straight at us and not trying to avoid our gaze. He was about ten yards away. He was about in his mid twenties, dressed in a patterned shirt, and jeans, looking healthy and fit, and looking, but not staring at us directly, giving no hint of any communication. He wasn’t smiling but wasn’t unfriendly. He just kept his gaze on us and us alone. He knew that we were keeping an eye on him every now and again and were discussing him. I wondered what he wanted; was he just interested in us or wanted more. There was a moment when another customer, approached him but the guy never looked directly at him and just shook his head and continued looking at us.
I’d looked around the bar, and spotted where the Gents was, I needed to pee, and told Stephen that I was going to pay a visit but would get a closer look at the kid as I passed. Maybe he’d follow me into the toilets. Stephen said he’d watch my drink and go after me. I walked around the bar and got a good look at him. He was tidy, clean shaven with no hint of shadow, clean slightly tanned complexion, tidy brows, dark eyes and a cute nose and kissable lips. He focused on me as I walked by but said nothing and showed no emotion.
I had my pee and yes, I was followed into the loo by a couple of chancers both of whom stood in the stalls right next to me. Their gaze followed me to the wash basins where I rinsed off my hands and dried them in the air blower and to give the fuckers a small show, I ran my hands through my hair. Walking back to Stephen, the youngster was still in his place, alone and staring in the direction of my husband. He looked at me as I passed by.
“He was looking at me all the time you were away”. Stephen reported. “I wonder if he’s a loner and doesn’t have the nerve to approach people”?
“Maybe he just likes people watching. He did give that guy a definite brush off”.
“True” said Stephen “I’m going for my leak. See what he does”.
His gaze changed only slightly as Stephen passed but then so did three quarters of the bar. I saw Stephen followed into the Gents and wondered what sort of display he’d make. I had learned over the months and years we had been together that Stephen liked to stand back from the upright to pee and not care who saw him. I made a mental note to watch out for the guys who followed him into the toilets. Three or four minutes later, Stephen made his way back to me causing necks to turn and I saw the watcher look at him, and then the couple who followed him came out looking very bright eyed. Yes, my show off husband had done it again.
“He is cute. But I don’t think he’s shy. I think he’s hoping we make a move”. Was Stephen’s view.
I noticed that the boy’s glass was almost empty when he took a drink. Our drinks were almost empty as well, and I asked Stephen of he was up for another pint. He was and I ordered at the bar, asking if the barman knew our quiet admirer. He thought he had seen him a couple of times but knew nothing of him. I looked at the guy still looking at us and made the gesture with my hand raised to my mouth to offer him a drink. He nodded a yes. Progress. I didn’t know what he was drinking so I waved him over to join us and he made his way to us, a number of patrons watching closely.
After a couple of hi’s and hello’s I asked what he was drinking and told the barman to get a pint. After I had paid, and we had toasted each other, the handsome guy seemed to relax, and was enjoying looking up at us. He was about five eleven. The top of his head at the same level as Stephen’s chin. I wondered if this guy would be too small for Stephen who likes or prefers tall guys.
Names were exchanged, He was Neil, from Taunton. He most definitely had a Somerset accent. He came up to Bristol once a month on his midweek day off from work, and he came to Bristol as there was no gay scene in Taunton. This was the closest to his home. It was either here or London. I liked his job. He was a cidermaker just outside of the town. He smiled at my approval, and he had a winning smile and his eyes shone. He told us what nearly everyone says to us the first time they see us. We were huge. Tall and built. We’d got used to it and took an obvious remark as a compliment.
Then he asked to feel Stephen’s biceps. Stephen told him to go for it, and Neil pressed the hard muscle. Then he put his drink down on the bar and used both hands to try to encircle the pumped-up muscle and failed. “Wow its massive. I’ve always wanted to feel a big guy’s arms, thanks. It’s so hard too”. Then he looked at me “Can I feel yours too”. I told him to be my guest and for Neil, I flexed my arm for him; Actually, it’s something I don’t like to do publicly but I liked the guy. He tried to squeeze firmly and ended up stroking the muscle. He thanked us, and asked if we were bodybuilders. We told him that we weren’t but liked to keep fit and had a gym at home and that we liked watersports like kayaking.
Neil then became chatty. He went to the gym three times a week just to work off energy and to keep his shape good and firm. He asked about our work, and if we lived together. When we said that we were married, he was amazed. He wanted to find someone special and maybe one day get married and be open about everything. It wasn’t easy where he lived as there were prejudices and he asked if we were out. We were able to assure him that we were and that we had the full support of our families and at home in our community.
I saw Stephen giving Neil a good look over and I winked at him. We asked Neil about friends; did he have any gay friends. He had friends in London, a few guys that he knew, and he could stay with when he had enough cash to go up to London but no one at home. He chatted online to guys and had an OnlyFans account, he got some decent money to supplement his pay, but he didn’t show his face as he was scared that people at work would recognise him. Some guys wanted him to join them and do fuck videos with him, but he was too frightened, and these guys were too far away, and he couldn’t accommodate.
Stephen gave me a slightly perceptible nod and a slight head glance to indicate we should leave and then surprised me by asking Neil if he’d like to come back to our hotel. Neil was surprised. “You’d like me to go to your hotel with you”?
“It’s what I said”. Stephen replied.
“OK but I can’t stay long, my last train back to Taunton is at eleven forty-five and if I miss that then I have to wait until five in the morning and they lock the station”. I asked what time he was due at work the next day.
“I’m on the afternoon shift I start at four”.
“Stay the night”, Stephen proposed, “I’m passing by Taunton tomorrow on my way home, I’ll drop you off where you want”.
“Really? It’s not a problem at your hotel”? Neil needed re-assurance.
“The longer we wait the less time we have”. Stephen was finishing his drink. “Let’s go”.
Stephen led the way out, Neil and I had a mouthful of our drinks and followed him, and we were watched by half the bar; jealous I suppose.
We walked over the Bristol Bridge back to our hotel. Neil was still nervous of the hotel, so we walked in via the garage and used the elevator to my room from there.
In the room, Neil became nervous again. “I’ve always wanted built guys like you but never met anyone. I’d love to feel your muscles if you’d let me”. I stripped off my singlet and told him to feel away, and touch where he liked. He was very gentle only using his hands. I had to push his face to my body and tell him to kiss and lick. He looked into my eyes in disbelief, and I pushed his head to my chest telling him to lick and kiss my nipples. As he did so tenderly Stephen came behind Neil and was taking off his shirt. There was no protest. Neil was enjoying my chest and nips. With his shirt off I could see that Neil had a wonderfully fit and defined body, a good chest and stomach and good muscled arms, showing evidence of exercise and fitness. He was very attractive.
Stephen was stroking Neil’s body and undoing his jeans from behind. Neil turned slightly to look behind him. Something had disturbed him. I had an idea it was the size of the bulge against his backside. He came back to me, and I lifted his chin and brushed his lips with mine, he gasped and opened his mouth and presented his tongue to me and we properly kissed. I held his warm body tightly to me and stroked his firm back. He responded by putting his arms around my back feeling my broad back and stroking my frame down to my waist. In the meantime, Stephen was pulling down Neil’s jeans, He helped by raising one leg at a time for the material to be removed from his legs.
Stephen then removed his T shirt, with some difficulty but managed. I turned Neil around and he gasped when he saw Stephen’s frame. Neil was in raptures. He instantly was roaming his hands all over Stephens arms, chest, and abs. I was behind Neil feeling his arms and chest. The boy was hard and fit. Stephen then told Neil to lick and kiss his body and to relax and enjoy himself. Neil didn’t know where to start, sort of half whimpering in delight as he tried to decide where to start. I had reached down to Neil’s underwear and was pleasantly delighted to find that not only was very hard but there was quite a package down there too. Neil had but his underwear was slightly wet. He also seemed to have a decent package on him. I pulled down the briefs and reached around to get hold of his unseen dick. In my hand I could feet that he had width and that he had more than a handful of cock. I stood back slightly and looked at his naked butt. I could see why Neil had demands from his viewers on his OnlyFans site. My word we were really going to enjoy filling this boy’s backside, tongue, and dick.
Stephen now had hold of Neil’s arse cheeks and had his head down to kiss Neil. His hold was tight as I think Neil’s legs were close to giving way. I took of my jeans and trainers; Neil couldn’t see me as I now stood naked behind him. I made a gesture to Stephen putting my finger in my mouth as if I was sucking it and nodding towards Neil. Stephen let go of Neil and I turned him around to face me and pushed him to the floor on his knees my hands on his head. Not for the first time that day the sight of my dick made a man call out “Oh Fuck”. I just told Neil to suck it. He overdid it in his enthusiasm, hurting me slightly and I had to tell him to take it easy and that I was attached to it. He held my dick away from his face for a few moments, taking in the size and stroking it and he half whispered that he wanted it. I told him to take it and be easy.
Stephen, now hidden from view from Neil, now stripped naked and stood behind him slowly stroking his fat ten inches, a sly grin on his face, his cock almost above the short hunky guy’s head.
Neil had now really relaxed and was now easily taking my dick all the way down. Not only was he an eager cocksucker but a talented one too. The time had come for him to see all that Stephen has got and I pulled Stephen around to the side of me and to the side of the kneeling Neil. Stephen pushed his cock over my shaft at right angles as Neil pulled back from my dick right in front of the guy’s mouth and eyes, bouncing his shaft against my well sucked length. A delighted Neil slipped his dick from my shaft and said, “I just knew you had to be huge all over”. This guy who when we first saw him in the pub was silent, expressionless, shy, and seemingly unapproachable, had now become totally activated and was it seemed a dedicated sucker of huge cock.
Neil sniffed at Stephen’s monster, and then licked the under glans and head. Stephen told him to be careful and to take it easy. Stephen’s dick is thicker than mine and longer by an inch, Neil would have to be easy to start. He did well, and soon he was throating most of Stephen’s ten inches without holding onto it, fucking his face against the extra-large prong. Then with a gulp of air Neil opened his throat and took all of Stephen’s dick down to the balls in one almighty thrust of his face, making Stephen cry out in joy, and me in amazement. Neil shook his head about with all ten inches in his mouth and throat and pulled right back releasing it all, gulping for air and immediately ramming his head right the way back again repeating the head shaking, pulling back and after again taking a deep breath just called out “Fuck”. He jumped up standing in front of Stephen and pulled his head down for a huge sloppy kiss.
“Wow you guys are a dream, fucking built, and fucking hung. I hope you guys like to fuck”. He told us. Stephen and I looked at each other with unbelieving glances.
“How do you like to be fucked”? I asked the youngster.
“Long and Hard”. Was his simple answer.
Neil’s cock was dripping pre-cum begging for attention. I took hold of the thick erection. I had a couple of inches to spare when I held his shaft in my fist, pulling the meat towards me and licking his lube first before going down over the head. He buckled in shock at the suddenness of it all. “Oh wow, you guys suck cock”?
It seemed strange that he should ask such a question and Stephen confirmed it.
“I’d never thought that big guys like you would suck dick”.
“We suck, rim, kiss, and fuck, just like other gay guys, though we fuck each other privately and not with other guys around. We like to keep that special for us”.
“You mean you play around with other guys as well”?
“Yeah, if we like the guys and they fit our type, not every guy attracts us and, in some ways, we are fussy about who we play with”. Stephen was giving Neil the lowdown.
“Do you know other muscled guys like you”?
“Yes we both have friends like that”.
“And you fuck with them”?
“Uh-huh when we get to meet them which is not too often, Where we live is a little remote and most of our friends live up in London”.
I was still sucking and wanking Neil’s cock and enjoying it. He still had questions.
“Why did you pick up me. I’m not big muscled like you say you like”?
“Because you’re cute and have a decent body on you and a great smile, when you smile. We saw you watching us in the pub”.
He didn’t take to the compliment.
“Everyone was watching you in the pub, you guys made quite an entrance. Guys like you don’t turn up in that place like you and showing off the flesh as you did. The place went quiet”.
We had noticed.
“I bet most the guys there wanted some action from you both. I did”.
I took my mouth away from his cock. “Yeah. Let’s have some action now that we have you here huh”?
“I’m sorry; I’m a little over excited”. I stood up and pushed him down onto my cock and again he went right down on it balls deep, again fucking his face and throat on my dick. Stephen was beside me watching the action and slowly jacking on his dick. Neil didn’t hold onto either of us just pushing his face to and fro on my dick, pausing only to take in air and to jack on my soaking wet dick. Stephen was kissing me and working my nips. Neil then turned on his knees and was giving Stephen the same treatment again with Stephen calling out “Oh fuck” each time.
Neil was good at taking care of both of us returning to my dick and I took advantage of him holding his head hard against me until he was near to panicking for air. Neil may not have many friends in Taunton but he could really suck big cock. Backwards and forwards he went down on our cocks giving us great thrills and he showed that he understood our need for our balls to be taken care of.
We shifted him to the bed with his head back over the side, so we could face fuck him from a different angle. It was so exciting as he still could deep throat both of us with comparative ease and I saw his throat expand as my cock slid down towards his Adams Apple. Even more sensational was that Neil’s cock was rock hard with excitement. As I received wonderful cock worship, Stephen was down on Neil jacking his dick and licking his thick cockhead; most of Neil’s shaft covered by Stephen’s huge hand.
Then it seemed that whatever Stephen was doing to Neil he would be doing it to me. Stephen was licking Neil’s cock-shaft and taking the balls in his mouth. Neil valiantly tried to tale both of mine but only succeeded in taking one at a time. The Stephen turned his attention to that wonderfully sensitive area of the inside legs by the balls. Yes. Neil was very responsive to being licked there, giggling and writhing around in pleasure. I’m not as delicate in that area as many but the next move had me squirming in delight as Neil copied what was happening to him.
Stephen raised up Neil’s legs in the air and attacked his hole with his tongue, licking away like a cat at a bowl of cream. Long wet strokes with his mouth, and when Neil recovered from the glorious sensation on his hole he turned his attention to mine, trying to push himself up the bed so he could reach my hole. Like his sucking Neil was a star performer and judging by the state of his cock he loved doing it as much as receiving a good rim.
It was only fair that Stephen had his fair share of Neil’ s talented mouth and we swapped over ends and Stephen was again ramming his monster into Neil’s over eager throat. I on the other hand had a different idea. After giving his hole a really good fingering I put my dick against his fuck hole and pushed. Unlike the guy earlier that afternoon in the cave, Neil’s hole seemed to swallow my dick whole in one go. There was zero resistance from him, only a ripple of arse muscle around my sock as his body accepted my nine inches all the way into him. There was a warbling sound from Neil’s throat as I reached full length and to give him credit, he never stopped sucking on Stephen’s pole for a second, nor give any sign of protest or complaint. This seemingly quiet boy in the pub, turned out to be an absolute sex fiend in the bedroom. There was no second chamber barrier to be broken and he responded to all I gave him manfully.
It was obvious that he was enjoying the action as he removed Stephen’s dick from his mouth and was begging me for more, whilst he was jacking on his leaking cock. His cock was so wet that lines of pre-cum were being stretched from his cock by his hand as he pulled of from his cock and falling down onto his balls.
I pulled out of his hole and moved around to his face. The greedy cunt immediately went down all the way on my tool, sucking in all the juices from his arse, his eyes gleaming, Stephen was lining up to ram his monster into Neil’s willing hole. When the moment came it too found no resistance to the invasion and his dick slid in effortlessly all the way into the youngsters butt. His cock cleaning duties over, my dick was left waving in the air above Neil’s face and he was almost shouting at Stephen to fuck him harder. Stephen applied some more lube to his cock and Neil took the chance to be fucked at the other end by me. There was no doubt about it the three of us were hard. We had found ourselves a very willing bottom boy, with a humpy young body, decent looks and a very large appetite for some good hard fucking.
I moved to behind Stephen, I always enjoyed watching his cock filling a good arse and seeing the length of it almost come out from the fucked hole and rammed back in again. Stephen knew I was there and told me to do it.
With a bit of difficulty I managed to get down onto my back and slither my way up towards the rutting right in front of my eyes and hold my head back so that my tongue could just touch Stephen’s dick as he fucked, By shifting myself a half inch further, I could lick his balls more easily as they hung lower. What made it better for me was when Stephen turned Neil over onto his knees to fuck him doggie style I could then get a lot closer to properly lick the shaft and balls and also get up further and Suck on Neil’s balls and cock as he was bring fucked by Stephen.
It was a little awkward but I was able to get my arms under Neil’s legs and reach up to his chest and get a tight hold of his nips and twist and pull them hard. I was still sucking on his cock when I used my nails on his nips and there was a definite pulse of pleasure throbbing through his hard cock.
We decided on a short break, during which Neil enthusiastically sucked Stephens cock clean, again going all the way deep down on the fat shaft.
After the pause we continued spit-roasting the youngster who hadn’t tired of the hard action we had been giving him. I wondered why he was so enthusiastic about the action having claimed that he got nothing at home and seemed to get off jacking off to a camera for OnlyFans. I didn’t care, as his body seemed to consume both our combined nineteen inches to the hilt with no problem.
Stephen seemed to have enough of fucking doggie style and stood up picking up Neil’s eleven stone (one hundred and fifty pound) body and sitting the boy onto his cock, with Neil’s arms around his neck and the boys legs wrapped around his waist. Yourself on the shelf, I think it’s called. I loved it as I could get under the guys and see Neil’s hole really split wide open by Stephen, it was easy for me to again get in there and suck Stephen’s cock shaft. Neil was obviously loving being handled by my muscled Stephen and enjoying the body contact, Stephen had other idea’s.
“Get in there; see if he can handle two as easily as one”. There was a groan from Neil, but no protest that I could discern. I stood up behind Neil, clasping himself tightly to Stephen’s huge frame and pointed my over excited dick at his invaded hole.
There was a large grumbling moan, not from Neil but from Stephen, “Oh Man, this is now so tight”. And there was a comment too: From Stephen. “His eyes are gleaming. He’s loving this”. So was I. Sliding my dick into the already filled hole and against my lovers dick, this was perfection. We had done it a number of times and I had always got off with the sensation of feeling his mammoth cock against mine inside a few guys hole, but never in this standing position until now. Stephen was taking all the weight of Neil but as I also filled the man, I could feel that I was taking some of the weight as well.
Neil was in raptures, calling out how much he liked this and that it had been a while since he had been last doubled. I asked if it had been in London.
“Yeah two of my mates in Vauxhall”. He claimed. “Actually there were three of them and they took turns on me and I was sucking on the spare cock. I wank on cam thinking of the action. It gets me very excited. But you two are the biggest ever in my hole at the same time”.
“His cock is still leaking”. Stephen reported, shifting his weight and his hold on Neil to something more comfortable. His strong arms holding the guy up by his buttocks, and I stepped slightly closer to stop my cock from breaking inside of Neil. Stephen told Neil to use his weight to ride our cocks and enjoy himself. He soon got the idea and was hauling himself up about three inches and dropping himself back down again and reacting to the sensation. I soon picked up the rhythm and started to fuck against Neil’s tempo, and he reacted further, each time both our dicks thrust to the hilt together there was a big moan of pleasure from Neil.
We were also getting sweaty, the three torso’s all together tightly created a lot of heat together with the friction of our fucking. I could see Stephen’s face over Neil’s shoulder, and he was sweating but he was certainly happy. I succeeded in leaning over to give him a quick kiss. “Let’s change position’s”. He suggested.
We went down onto the bed, with me lying flat on the bed and Neil sitting on my dick all the was in, facing me and this time Stephen entering from behind. This was a lot more comfortable. Stephen was op top and now able to really pound Neil’s hole against my cock. This was a position I enjoyed. If you have never been a top in a double fuck let me, tell you it might be great for the receiver, I’ve never known one complain, but it’s just a great for the fuckers, especially for the lower fucker as you fell the top dick slide against your own as they ram their dick home as Stephen was doing inside Neil.
Neil was loving this as his head was against mine and I could hear him moan into my ear and mutter in time to Stephen’s fucking “I want this, I want this”, over and over again, and calling out to Stephen to “Keep going” and giving me wet kisses at the same time. Neil’s dick was also being pushed against my abs as if he was being wanked by Stephen’s fuck action and I could feel the almost constant leakage of his lube. At one point Neil raised himself up higher which seem to tighten his overfilled hole, and I felt that my dick was being squeezed tighter inside of him and Stephen gave a loud deep voiced groan of pleasure.
There was another advantage to double fucking in this position. I could look up and see all of Stephen’s magnificent upper body and his pumped-up arms above and beside me and see his handsome face enjoying the action below. This enhanced my enjoyment and put my mind off the extra weight pushing down on my groin with both bodies grinding against me down there. Stephen really upped the rate and now was almost piston fucking Neil so fast that I could feel my dick sliding out of the hole and just as I was about to warn Stephen, indeed I slipped out. It didn’t stop the other two. They continued fucking and encouraging the action above me, but I was stuck under them. I said nothing wanting the fuck to continue until Stephen called out that he was ready to shoot.
Neil almost shouted out, “Let me have it on my face, on my face please”. Stephen pulled out and Neil twisted his body off of me kneeling on the bed as Stephen towered above him his dick above the bottoms head pointing downward as Neil held onto Stephen’s balls, cradling them in his hands, as I stood in front of Stephen kissing him and working his nips. I knew what was going to happen, but Neil didn’t. I had a few years experience of watching Stephen shoot his load and this time it turned out to be no exception.
Neil had his mouth open with his tongue out, and he was jacking his cock and working one of his nipples at the same time. I put a knee against the top of his back to stop him falling back, and Stephen exploded.
As always, the first shot as a small jet travelling about three inches and falling down onto Neil’s kneeling leg. Then it really came; shot after shot of cum, bursting of his spout at about a hundred miles and hour or so it seemed, hitting Neil with unexpected force, over and over again. After the first couple of shots Neil uttered a Ugh, but then by shot five he called out a Wow and by the time Stephen had finished at my count at Shot twelve, Neil was laughing, his face soaked in Stephen’s cum, and rivulets of the juice were dropping off the end of his nose and chin. Some had actually ended in his mouth, and he was mindful enough to have closed his eyes after the first few shots. When the attack of cum had ended, he just called out “Fucking Hell” as his laughter ceased. Stephens cock still had some dregs wanting to drip off his cock and I pushed Neil’s mouth to the wet monster cock, still throbbing from the orgasm and he naturally opened up clean up the remaining jizz. I had to run to the bathroom to find a towel to clean up Neil’s face at least around his eyes.
Still, on his knees and jacking on his dick, he looked up at Stephen, staring from the belly and abs, over his huge, muscled chest and to his face and removing the cock from his mouth for a second, he said, “The best ever” and sunk his mouth all the way down the ten-inch pole again.
Stephen asked me gently. “Do you want to cum Gerren”. I assured him that I did. “How would you like it”? It was an east decision. “I want to sit on that dirty mouth and have my arse eaten out till I shoot all over that humpy body”. Before I was going to ask Neil if he wanted to do it. He was lying back in the bed using the towel to dry his face and practically pulling me down to sit on his face.
I settled down on my knees taking my weight away from Neil’s head and received the first of his licking, Stephen told him to reach up and to play with my tits at the same time and turned his back on me and reversed to my face presenting his glorious hairless hole to me to also eat. I was loving this position, being rimmed by a young expert, and having my lover’s hole in my face at the same time. The four sensations I was receiving, eating a hot hole, being rimmed with the sensations rolling up and down my anus, having my nips worked good and hard with the vibrations rolling down my spine and to my balls and my jacking my dick combined to trigger my brain to let go of my jizz. I had a moment to warn the guys, as I sat down hard on Neil’s face and I felt his tongue work harder as my arse puckered, he also had the great presence of mind to tug on my nips harder and Stephen turned around and plugged his still hard dick in my mouth as I too dropped a huge load all over Neil, whose belly was heaving as he also dumped an impressive load. Mixing with my cum. When we relaxed, I sat up off of Neil’s face and pulled Stephen down onto the bed and held him tightly. It had been an intense session, the best in a long while, but then we’d not had guests for a few months, and guests usually meant sex. Two threesomes in one day was very good. He looked at the clock at the side of the bed and winced. It was past two thirty. I had to be up by seven thirty to get to do my lecture.
Spanking my backside playfully he told me to shower first and used the already wet towel to dry up the cum covered torso of Neil. I heard them talking as I showered but had no idea what it was about. I came out of the shower drying myself and the two of them went off to clean up as I tidied the bed and pillows and lay down now desperate for sleep. I noticed that we had all the lights on in the room and that we had left the curtains open, anyone could have looked in and seen everything. So different to the cave.
I thought about it a second, A Camera Lucida. I laughed to myself.
I set my alarm, put my phone on charge and dropped off to sleep. I had no recollection of the guys coming to the bed to sleep with me. I was totally out of it. The next thing I knew was the alarm waking me up and seeing Neil going all the way down on Stephen’s cock once again. Both the guys were awake. I got a good morning kiss from Stephen, and he told me that the boy hadn’t stopped all night, they’d fucked three more times, on the floor. I gave Stephen a look. He held up his hands. “Gerren, you were with me, in the same room, I’m certain I didn’t break our rules”. He was right.
I cleaned up and dressed and went down for breakfast before returning to the hotel room where the action seemed to have cooled. I was not in the room of course. Stephen and Neil were not registered to the room so they couldn’t have breakfast. I think both of them had enough to eat during the night. There was some fruit in the room.
I spoke privately to Stephen, telling him to drive home safely and to call or message me when he arrived and that I’d see him on Saturday afternoon and that I loved him. I still had one more lecture the next day Friday but would stay the night in Bristol and drive home on the Saturday morning. I said my goodbyes to Neil and left the guys in the room to sleep. I knew totally that Stephen would not allow any further sex with Neil now that I was gone. Stephen is a man of honour.
That evening I returned to the room and there was a note from Stephen, telling me that he loved me and that we’d chat online that night. There was still the smell of man sex in the room. I debated if I should return to the pub that night to see what would happen. I didn’t for two reasons. First, Stephen was not with me, and I wasn’t in the mood to be fighting off guys and turning them down, and secondly, I was absolutely knackered.