“Damn, I’m envious. I’d sure like to get in on some of that action.”
“Why don’t you?”
“Huh?”
“I’m serious. You like threesomes, don’t you?”
“I love them.”
“Why don’t you wait until after Amber leaves for work tomorrow morning, and then come over to my place and have breakfast with me? Then we can wait for Colby to show up, together. We can sort of gang up on him. Take him by surprise. Let him have two guys to fuck around with, when he’ll be expecting only one.”
“It sounds hot, Dan. But how do you know this dude will be interested in getting in on with both of us? Maybe he won’t like me.”
“Trust me, he’ll like you. You’re just his type—the same as me. I know how this guy’s mind works. He’ll be thrilled. And wait’ll you find out for yourself how he can fuck! He’ll do us both with that big dick of his, until we both start begging him to go easy on us and give us a break—and then he’ll want to keep right on going. You’ll see.”
And Dan was correct. When Colby showed up at the apartment the following morning, he didn’t seem particularly surprised to find Dan and Matt seated at the kitchen table, having coffee.
Dan offered Colby a mug, which he accepted. Dan made the introductions.
“Colby, this is Matt, one of my neighbors. Matt, this is Colby, the guy I told you about. Matt and I were wondering, Colby, whether you’d be interested in a threesome. You know, whether you’d like to fuck us both.”
Colby didn’t bat an eyelash. “Sure,” he replied. “Just let me finish my coffee first, okay?”
Soon the three men adjourned to the bedroom, where they stripped.
Matt had brought with him some “party favors,” in the form of no fewer than three unopened bottles of poppers, which he passed out now, so that each of the participants in this impromptu orgy could have his own bottle from which to snort. With their already keen libidos further honed by the amyl, the three naked men embraced and kissed in various combinations, with two of them usually vying for possession of the third man’s mouth. Meanwhile, their hands got busy down between their bodies, groping one another’s hard cocks.
French-kissing and a round of fellatio quickly led to other intimacies.
Dan watched, excited, as Colby lay back on the bed, leaning on his elbows and lifting his upper torso slightly off the mattress. Spreading his legs wide, Colby inched his butt forward until his asshole was close to Matt’s face. Matt took a good look at the stud’s hairy anal cleft, which was now only inches from his mouth, the sphincter muscle unusually thick and gleaming a dark pink hue. It seemed to wink at Matt as Colby rotated his behind in slow, sinuous circles in front of Matt’s lips.
“You want to eat my ass, don’t you, man?” Colby tauted him. “Go on, do it. Lick it … lick it slow and easy, buddy … my hot, juicy asshole, just waiting for you to kiss it and fuck it with your tongue. Come on, you know you want to rim it. Eat it, fucker—eat out my ass!”
Dan grinned as he watched Matt lick his lips hungrily. Then Matt leaned forward and cupped Colby’s grinding buttocks in the palms of his hands, holding them steady before he finally rammed his stiffened tongue deep inside the other man’s asshole. He lapped at the moist flesh with noisy, excited greed. Colby’s ass squirmed lustfully against the pressure of the fucking tongue.
“You’re an asslicking whore,” Colby declared—but he made it sound not like an insult, but rather like the highest compliment he could pay another man. As though he was famished, Matt grunted, and he went on sucking Colby’s ass.
Dan didn’t see any reason why he should remain there on the sidelines, a mere onlooker. He took a hit of his poppers.
“Let me suck your dick while he sucks your ass,” Dan suggested.
“Do it,” Colby gasped.
Dan sprang into action, going down on Colby’s cock. He and Matt worked in tandem to stimulate the third man. Colby took it for as long as he could, but finally he pushed first Dan’s head, then Matt’s, away from his groin.
“Okay, guys,” Colby said. “I’m going to have to fuck at least one of you. And preferably both of you, one after the after. But I can’t wait, I’m going to have to do it right now! I’m so hot I could go off like firecracker. You men decide which of you wants my cock up his ass first.”
Luckily, there was no need for them to fight over the privilege. “Go ahead, Dan,” Matt urged. “I want to see him fuck you!”
Dan got onto his back, pulling Colby on top of him. Colby put on a rubber and slicked himself up with some lube. With whorish abandon, Dan lay back and raised his legs into the air, exposing his butt to Colby, who knelt in front of it and aimed his erection at the parted ass crack and the vulnerable little aperture which Dan was offering him.
“Get it in there, quick,” Dan insisted. But he soon regretted his impulsiveness. “Damn!” he exclaimed, a moment later. “It’s been, what—only a little less than twenty-four hours since you fucked me, yesterday? And I’d already forgotten how big that cock of yours is, and how it opens up my ass!” Dan complained, as Colby abruptly forced three thick inches of his generously proportioned manhood into his cringing asshole.
“I guess I’m refreshing your memory now,” Colby bragged.
“Fuck!” Dan yelled.
“That’s the general idea, man!” Colby said.
For the first few minutes, Dan almost fainted from the pressure being exerted against his sphincter muscle. His asshole felt burning hot. It was still sore from the heroic threefold fuck Colby had thrown into it the previous day. Moaning, Dan lowered his legs a bit and locked them tightly around the other man’s waist. Several more inches of the cock were forced up his ass, filling him completely, stretching him wider than usual. He clawed at Colby’s buttocks in an erotic frenzy—not to try to push Colby away, to spare his ass, but rather to make sure his fucker kept his cock all the way in him. Dan lay there and got fucked, unable to catch his breath, feeling as though he was a passenger on a rollercoaster hurtling along the heights and the depths of perverse excitement.
“It feels pretty good now, though, doesn’t it?” Colby panted, as he started to drive his shaft slowly in and out, fucking Dan more gently than the married man had anticipated. “Now that you’ve had a chance to get used to it, you like it, don’t you?”
“Like it? You hung son of a bitch. I love it. I can’t get enough.”
Colby turned his head and smiled at Matt. “Are you as hot-assed as your buddy?” he asked, bluntly.
“Let’s just say I can’t wait to give you a chance to find out,” Matt retorted. “Man! You’re really reaming him out, aren’t you?”
“Yeah, and he’s really getting off on it.”
This was no exaggeration. Dan was now in ecstasy. The slight discomfort that the penetration was still causing him was nothing compared to the wanton sensations rushing through his body. With each driving lunge from Colby’s hips, a delirious cry of pleasure was torn from Dan’s throat, and his ass convulsed in agonizing pleasure around the thick, long fuck tool that was rammed into him to its hilt. Colby leaned over him and sucked on one of his nipples, licking and biting the swollen cone of flesh—and Dan went wild!
He begged Colby to fuck him, as brazenly as any whore.
Colby’s pelvis swung even more ferociously, plunging his dick in and out of Dan’s asshole with demonic force. It wasn’t often that the repair man met a guy who truly craved the punishing bulk of his prick. Dan was just such a guy, and Colby made the most of his subservience. With a final fierce suck on one of Dan’s tits, he brought his mouth back up to tongue-fuck Dan’s mouth, passionately. They were both gasping and writhing, trying to contain their intense lust and pace themselves as they hammered away at each other’s bodies in the most obscene manner imaginable.
From his close vantage point, Matt watched it all, his cock hardening painfully at the lurid spectacle the other two men presented. Both men’s bodies were drenched with sweat as t
hey balled each other. Colby fucked Dan with an unflagging energy, while Dan’s ass ground about in a desperate semicircular pattern, squirming first clockwise, then counterclockwise, so that he was literally screwing his anus around the shaft of the big prick being rammed in and out of him. It was a stripper’s move, one which Dan had perfected while dancing at The Tool Shed. Now, he discovered it could come in handy in other contexts, as well!
“I’m coming!” Dan shouted suddenly. And he undeniably was. His cock exploded in a shower of white, frothy spermatic fluid. “Ah! Look at that shit shoot out! I’m coming so hard it hurts!”
“Lose your load, man,” Colby urged him. “Shoot it all over me! I’m coming, too. Damn, have you got a hot, tight ass!”
His own balls erupted from the constant pressure which Dan’s fiery asshole had exerted upon him. Colby held himself motionless on top of the other man, while his prick vibrated and shot off within Dan’s body, his face a mask of diabolical lust under its shimmering layer of perspiration.
When they had both stopped coming, Colby eased his cock out of Dan and rolled over onto his back, momentarily weak from ejaculating so hard. Dan lay shuddering beside him. Then Colby put his mouth down to Dan’s ravaged asshole and licked the sore sphincter muscle, soothing it with wet strokes of his tongue.
“There,” he panted. “Does that feel better?”
“It feels great. You keep doing that up, and I may be ready to take you on again in a minute.”
“No, it’s my turn,” Matt insisted, brusquely.
Dan let out a breathless laugh. “Sorry, Matt. I didn’t mean to be greedy. Share and share alike.”
Colby groaned. “You expect me to get it up again so soon?”
“No, because it hasn’t gone down one damn bit,” Matt pointed out. “Look at that thing. It’s still rock hard and ready to go. Come on, Colby, be a sport. Fuck me.”
“All right. But go easy on me,” Colby pleaded. “Put a fresh rubber on my dick, and sit on it if you want to. Don’t expect too much from me, at least not right away. You’re going to have to do most of the work.”
Matt was soon squatting over Colby, using one hand to guide the repair man’s newly gloved and lubricated cock up his ass. Matt let out a hoarse yelp of mingled pain and pleasure when the fuck tool penetrated him from below. Colby’s cock felt like a heated baseball bat being pushed up into his tender hole! But quickly, as his asshole got used to the pressure and fullness, the horny young man began to fuck himself on Colby, riding his dick with a gloating delight and forcing it in and out of his butt.
“Isn’t he great, Matt?” Dan asked.
“He’s fantastic!” his neighbor agreed.
Matt shifted into a rapid back-and-forth hunching and jerking of his pelvis, shouting with passion as Colby’s massive instrument gouged out his tight rectum without mercy.
“Fuck my ass for me like it’s a hot, wet, juicy cunt,” Matt demanded.
“Oh, that’s no pussy I’m fucking, buddy,” Colby told him. “You’re all man!”
Impaled so thoroughly on Colby, and riding him so energetically, it didn’t take Matt long to come. Pumping his ass violently up and down on Colby’s steely column of flesh, Matt uttered loud, obscene cries of orgasmic fulfillment. His anus tightened up almost painfully around his fucker’s inflexible shaft, and then his whole body spasmed in the involuntary throes of ejaculation. The cream burst from his prick in a torrent, showering Colby’s sweaty chest and his reddened, staring face with droplets of potent male fluid. One drop flew into the panting fucker’s open mouth and Colby groaned, his eyes rolling, as the salty taste seared his tongue.
“Tastes good,” Colby mumbled. “So—did I fuck you the way you wanted?”
“You sure did. And then some! That’ll teach me to be careful about what I wish for.”
Colby smirked. “I took pretty good care of your hot ass, didn’t it?”
“You’re not human,” Matt complained. “You’re a goddamn stallion!”
As breathless as he was, Colby managed to chuckle. “I do aim to please. Like my boss at work always says—‘complete customer satisfaction,’ that’s our motto.”
Mine, too, Dan thought, smugly. Mine, too!
But Dan wasn’t about to let Colby off quite so easily. Or Matt either, for that matter. He reached out and used both of his hands to claim and stimulate his new fuck buddies’ pricks. It wasn’t long before all three men were writhing on the bed, arousing one another to a mutual frenzy, with Colby deftly alternating his mouth and his cock between Matt and Dan. The repair man never seemed to tire or to lose his erection, let alone his enthusiasm for sex. He certainly gave a new meaning to that concept of complete customer satisfaction!
Dan glutted himself on cock, sucking Matt’s prick deep inside his mouth while once again impaling himself anally on Colby’s mighty phallus. After Colby came in his ass, Dan let Matt fuck him, too, while Colby went down on Dan, his hands busy on both of the other men’s restlessly squirming, sweating bodies.
Hours passed before the three horny men were satisfied, and they disentangled themselves from one another, reluctantly calling it quits. At least for the time being!
Epilogue: Repeat Customers
The washing machine didn’t get repaired that day, either. Claiming that the new valve was in fact the wrong part and didn’t fit, the wily, if somewhat unscrupulous, Colby managed to convince his boss that a third official visit to Dan’s apartment would be necessary. Unofficially, of course, on that third day Colby joined Matt and Dan in the bedroom for another extended three-way romp.
Once Colby did keep his dick in his pants long enough actually to work on the washer, he did a good job of the repair. When he was done with it, the machine was as good as new. Dan had never been so happy to pay a bill in his life. As that guy Mitch had once remarked to him—Colby’s services were worth every penny!
But Dan wasn’t willing to give up his intimate relationship with the repair man that easily. Dan also now enjoyed having Matt as a second fuck buddy, on the side. Dan saw no reason why he couldn’t go on tricking with both men—and preferably with both of them at once.
Thus began a surreptitious gay ménage-a-trois that lasted for several months. Even after Dan started his new job and he was no longer at home during the day, he and Colby arranged to meet regularly at Matt’s apartment for more stolen hours of wildly satisfying three-way sex. Amber never suspected a thing. All she knew was that her husband seemed to be in an unusually good mood. He was no longer constantly badgering her for sex, and he seemed to be coping well with the pressures and responsibilities of his new job. Dan didn’t even seem to mind all of those evenings when he had to “work late at the office.”
But Dan didn’t give up his side job, as a stripper. The tips he earned at The Tool Shed, and the boost his ego received from his fans there, were worth the time and energy he expended while dancing.
Dan was delighted when, quite unexpectedly one night when he was working at the bar, he received a long-distance phone call from Mitch. He’d just finished his gig on stage, and had gotten dressed and was having a drink at the bar, when his cell phone rang.
“Remember me?” Mitch asked, after he’d identified himself.
“Of course I do.”
“And I certainly haven’t forgotten you, Dan. I’ve told all my friends here in LA about the smoking hot guy I met and hooked up with on my trip, and they’re all envious. They know I don’t let myself that worked up over just any man! Listen. I’m going to be in your town again, next week, for two days. Is there any chance of us getting together on either of those nights—or, better yet, on both of them?”
“Hell, there’s more than just a chance—you can consider it a done deal. I’ll clear my schedule. I can’t wait to see you again.”
“I’m looking forward to it, too. I’ve made a reservation at the same motel.”
“That’ll be convenient.”
“And can I assume that you and I will spend our tim
e together on the same financial terms as before?”
That was a polite, gentlemanly way of putting it. Typical of Mitch, Dan thought. “Sure. No problem.”
“Excellent. I’ll see you soon.”
“And when you do, Mitch, there’s something I’d like to talk to you about.”
“Such as?”
“You remember that offer you made me, the first time we met? Well, maybe it wasn’t so much an offer as it was a suggestion. That I apply to work for the porn studio, making one scene in one video?”
“I remember every detail of our night together, very well. Including our conversations.”
“Is that still a possibility?”
“Absolutely. Go online, fill out our application, and send it in. Like the instructions with the application will tell you, you have to include a couple of photos, at least a head shot and a full body shot—the latter preferably nude. Make sure you pick out some good ones.”
“Don’t worry. I’ve got some hot ones. Is it all right to send one that shows me with a hard-on?”
“It’s not only be all right, it’d probably give you an advantage over the competition. Fuck! Now I’m getting all excited, just thinking about it. I’ll mention your name to my boss, and tell him to keep an eye out for your application. I wouldn’t want you to get a swelled head, Dan, but just between you and me, you’d be practically a shoe-in. The people I work for trust my judgment. I rarely give anybody my wholehearted recommendation. When I do, they know it means something, so they listen to me. They’ll give you a chance, on my say-so. But all you’ll get upfront is a chance. After that, you’ll have to work hard, and prove yourself, if you want to stay in this business.”
“I’m willing to do whatever it takes.”
“Then I think you and I could very well end up working together on a regular basis. Indirectly, I mean—not on the set, under the lights, on camera together! You’d be busy doing all that with the other actors. But I’d be delighted to be able to tell people, down the road, that I was the one who ‘discovered’ you—while you were dancing at The Tool Shed.”
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