This is the story of my first true top experience many years ago. I'd been going to the various ABSs in Des Moines, Iowa for several months. There was this one that, while it didn't have glory holes, was still a great place to hook up for semi-anonymous sex just about any time of the day. I'd fucked my first ass there and had my first deep-throat session in one of those dingy booths. This was back in the day of the single-video booths. Long before the changeable channels came into effect. You got your tokens, slid into a booth and watched whatever video the clerk decided on for that particular booth. I'd been there for a while this evening and it seemed somewhat quiet. There were a few guys there, but no body that really caught my eye. This was all to change as I watched a stocky, red headed guy with a close-trimmed mustache and goatee walk through the curtain. He wasn't fat. He was built like a former wrestler who'd gone just a little bit to seed. But he still had that solid, fire-plug build. That, and I've always had a thing for redheads of either sex. We made eye contact and, staring into his face, I just backed into whatever booth was behind me at the time, leaving the door open for him to join me. I saw him look around. He walked straight into my booth, closing and locking the door behind him. Without a word, he dropped to his knees and started undoing my jeans as I dropped the remainder of my tokens into the slot to start the video. My hips flexed, pushing forward, as he took the head of my semi-hard cock into his mouth. I forced my cock into the back of his mouth as he wrapped his hands around me and started squeezing my ass. He started a long, slow suck, taking my cock from the tip almost to the base before starting back upwards again. When he had me rock hard and dripping, he looked me in the eye and told me I had a great cock and he'd love to take me home and have me fuck his ass till he couldn't walk. "Let's go," I said. "I'll follow you." "It isn't too far," he said, rising to his feet, pulling my jeans up as he went. I stuffed my cock back into my jeans as he opened the door and looked around again. Then he disappeared through the door and out the curtain before I could say another word. I waited for a couple of seconds before following him through the front of the store and out the door into the cold Iowa winter night. He walked toward a car parked right next to mine, smiled and told me to follow. I hopped into my car and off we went. Within five minutes, we were pulling up in front of an older, split-level house that had been converted to apartments. He led the way up the stairs and into the ground-level apartment, throwing his coat over a chair next to the door, indicating I should do the same. Without another word, he led me back to the bedroom. He indicated I should sit on the edge of the big, four-poster bed while he stood in front of me and waited. "What would you like, sir?" he asked me. It took me a minute to realize what he wanted. He was a true bottom-boy slut and I was to be his master for the evening. I told him to start by removing my shoes and socks. He worked his way up to my jeans, then removed my shirt and started sucking on my nipples. I then noticed the ropes, tied around the base of the four uprights on the bed. I told him to stand and strip, my hard cock pointing as his face. He did as he was told, keeping his eyes down like a good slut. When he was naked, I told him to place his hands behind his back, while I admired his body. Covered in soft, red hair, the guy looked like a brown bear. His cock wasn't huge, but it was a good 6 inches, rock hard, standing proud from a forest of red pubic hair. I felt my cock jump as I looked at him. He had the start of man-tits, one of the consequences of a muscular body starting to soften. His nipples were huge, protruding almost a half inch from his chest and the size of pencil erasers. I'd noticed a pair of heavy-duty, wire clothespins on the bedside table. I picked them up and looked at him. He saw what I had in my hands and smiled. He dropped to his knees and crawled over to me, presenting his man-tits to me. I fixed the clothespins to his nipples and heard him moan deep in his throat as each one bit into his flesh. "Suck," I said, grabbing him by the head and guiding his mouth to the tip of my rock-hard 7-inch cock. He opened his mouth, taking the head just inside, swirling his tongue around the tip and under my foreskin. This guy was good. He started bobbing up and down on my shaft and had me on the edge in less than five minutes. Not wanting to cum yet, I pulled him off my cock. Leaning back on the bed, I pulled my feet up so they were resting on edge, spread my legs, and ordered him to, "Suck the sweat from my ass and balls, slut!" He moaned again as he forced his face between my ass cheeks, driving his tongue into my ass like a miniature cock. My hips bucked as he licked, my hard cock waving in the breeze. He licked and sucked all around my ass, taking each of my balls in his mouth for an amazing tongue bath. I was rapidly approaching the point of no return again, so I told him to stop, for now. As I ordered him to his feet, I heard the door open behind me, and a very female voice say, "So. You're at it again? I can't leave you alone for a minute. Where'd you find this one?" Her tone changed as I turned around, my hard cock leading the way. "God, he's a big one, isn't he?" the woman standing before me said. She stood about 5'1", with deep black hair. Small, probably 34b tits poked through the tight sweater she was wearing over a short plaid skirt and knee-high boots. A naughty, schoolgirl vision if ever I saw one. Without saying another word, she walked over, pushed him down on the bed, and said, "Let me show you how to suck cock, you little whore!" She pulled her sweater off, revealing those luscious tits, and dropped to her knees in front of my. Without another word, she had my cock buried in the back of her throat, her lips buried in my pubes. After a couple of quick strokes, she pulled away, wrapping her hand around my now wet cock. "I bet he couldn't do that to you, could he?" she said, looking me in the eyes. "He's not very good at deep throating the big ones. I'm Julie. He's Stan. Let's fuck the shit out of him." While Julie finished stripping, I ordered Stan onto the bed, on his back, with his ass hanging over the end. I raised his legs and tied them to the uprights at the foot of the bed, leaving him wide open in a V. Julie grabbed his wrists and tied them to the head of the bed, leaving him at our mercy. Julie asked me to kneel on the bed beside Stan's head with my cock over his face. She then bent over the other edge of the bed, taking my cock into her mouth and down her throat again. Stan could only moan and watch as Julie gave me one of the best blow-jobs of my life. Before I could coat her tonsils with cum, though, Julie pulled away. She climbed onto the bed, straddled Stan facing his feet, and pushed her puss down on his mouth. She then handed me a tube of KY lube and a condom. "Give it to him good," she said, as she started riding his tongue. I already knew what she was feeling, having had the pleasure of his tongue before she arrived. I went to stand between Stan's bound legs. The bed was high enough I didn't have to bend very far as I pulled the condom over my hard cock and lubed it up with the KY. I put the tip of the tube against Stan's ass and squirted a generous amount up inside him. He moaned as the cool jelly hit the hot inner flesh of his ass. "That's right, bitch!" Julie moaned. "Get ready to get fucked while you eat my pussy! Suck it deep! Stick that whore tongue inside me!" Placing the tip of my cock against Stan's asshole, I leaned forward, resting my hands on the bed. His cock was leaking precum, sliding against my stomach, as I started pressing my cock into him. Julie leaned forward and we locked lips as the head of my cock popped into Stan's tight ass. With steady pressure, I fed my cock in until I was buried balls-deep in Stan's asshole. He definitely wasn't cherry, but he must not have been fucked recently. His ass felt like a hot velvet glove, gripping the shaft of my cock. I broke away from kissing Julie to concentrate on Stan. I started slow, sliding my cock in and out of his ass. As he loosened up slightly, I picked up speed until I was pounding him for all I was worth. Julie, meanwhile, was watching and cumming almost constantly as she rode Stan's tongue. I don't see how he could breath, she was pressing her pussy into his face like a wild woman, humping his tongue. It wasn't long before I felt that familiar stirring in my loins. I announced my orgasm just as Julie launched into an especially large one of her own, eventually falling off Stan's face as I filled the condom with my cum. Freed of her smothering pussy, Stan started moaning like a banshee, thrusting his hip into the air as best he could in his submissive, bound position. Julie was gasping for breath as she wound down from her orgasm. I pulled my still-hard cock out of Stan's ass, removed the condom, and upended it over his face, spilling my accumulated load over his lips and into his mouth. He swallowed it like it was his last meal. Stan still hadn't cum, though. Julie handed me another condom. I thought she meant me to fuck Stan again. Until, that is, she climbed on Stan's cock, taking it deep in her pussy, and begged me to fuck her ass now. Who was I to say no? I grabbed the lube again as Julie settled herself down on Stan's cock and leaned forward. Squirting a generous amount of lube up her beautiful little brown hole, I greased up my cock and placed the head against her ass. She was much tighter than Stan. But, with a little pressure, the head of my cock slipped past her sphincter in into her ass. She moaned out loud as I began feeding her the cock that had moments before been inside her guy's ass. We set up a good rhythm, with Julie riding both Stan's and my cocks like a cowgirl in the rodeo. In less than five minutes, Stan announced that he was about to cum. Julie climbed off his cock and, without losing my cock from her ass, maneuvered herself down to take his cock, and his load, into her mouth. Stan was thrusting his hips like crazy as he unloaded down her throat. Julie finally released his cock, pulling away from me so my cock left her ass with a loud popping noise. She guided me by the cock so I was straddling Stan's chest, removed my condom and fed my cock into his sucking mouth. "Feed him your cum, baby," she cooed. "Give him that big load." I started fucking away at Stan's mouth and Julie removed something from the bedside table. I couldn't see what it was at first, but it didn't take me long to figure it out. It was a slim vibrator, which Julie lubed up and gently inserted into my ass. Shifting positions so I was almost doing push-ups over Stan's face, I started fucking his mouth and throat as Julie slid the vibrator in and out of my ass. As my cock would enter Stan's throat, the vibrator would slide slowly out. As I pulled away from Stan's face, the imitation cock would fill me up, the tip vibrating across my prostate. It didn't take me long in this position to get ready for my second load of the night. I told Julie I was ready to cum. She buried the vibrator deep in my ass, saying, "Hold this for a second." She moved to the head of the bed, laying down beside Stan, saying, "Give us that load, baby!" I pulled my cock from Stan's mouth and jacked my cum out, spraying both their faces. For having cum just minutes before, I amazed even myself by shooting out one of the biggest loads of cum I'd ever unloaded. The first shot fired across both their mouths, coating their lips and tongues. The next several loads covered their faces. As I jacked the last few drops into Stan's mouth, Julie took the head into her mouth for a second, then turned to lick my cum from his face, feeding it to him with her tongue. We all three collapsed on the bed, exhausted. After untying Stan, we fell asleep with Julie cuddled in the middle. I woke up with Stan working on my cock as the morning light streamed into the bedroom. "Time for round two," Julie said.