GREG & PETER by Mike Austin
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The usual question "where to now" asked Greg, to which the reply "well our house is nearby" replied Mitch. Greg offered to drive them when he learned they'd just walked to the party from their home two blocks away. The trio climbed in Greg's SUV and made short work of the two block drive, up the driveway, into the back door and as clothes were shed from the back door to the bedroom Greg took notice of the revealed physique on Mitch. His blonde chest hair glistened in the bedroom light, Ted was taller and clearly the dominant of the two and his black hair and blue eyes made Greg's heart race and his dick rock hard. In no time a three way cock suck ensued, as moans emanated from the bed and the men wrestled for more and more cock, each taking turns to try and outperform the next in the cock sucking daisy chain. Soon obvious climaxes were near as the groans and moans of passion led to cries of "I'm cumming" in sequence. The usual "OMGs that was incredible" followed, then passionate kisses, chest and nip tweaking and tugging, further gropes and then more deliberate and slow cock sucking. More moans ensued and soon Greg found himself on his back, legs splayed wide, Mitch and he going after an intense 69 as Ted slowly eased into Greg's swollen ring. Ted was very thick, veiny and had a bulbous head and at first, Greg found him very difficult to take in; though with the constant prodding and the stimulation by Mitch, Greg found his ring relax enough to accommodate Ted and even begin the enjoyment of his broad cock. The wide head pressed against his "G spot" and the waves of sensation roared through his body, he tensed a bit the first time and then settled into the long deep fuck that Ted administered. Greg and Mitch were connected at another entire level as both enjoyed 69ing. Mitch had years ago yielded to Ted's thick cock and admitted that he couldn't take it all and if they were to be a couple that it would be fine for Ted to seek out bottoms who were more adept at being fucked by Ted. Their mantra being "be safe". As Ted's fuck intensified, the cock sucking duo were both getting close again and suddenly Greg lost all control and exploded cum down Mitch's throat. "Oh fuck yeah" expressed Ted, feeling Greg's tight muscle ring clamp with each cumshot until he passed the point of no return and exploded deep in Greg himself. Mitch was the last of the trio to cum at that point and found himself being sucked faster and deeper by Greg, as Ted begin kissing the man he'd shared his life with these past seven years. Suddenly the rush of endorphins forced Mitch's climax, his pulse racing, the party booze mixed with the physical excitement of the night and his orgasm was overwhelming. Each had cum twice thus far, Greg wondered if the night ended here and now, or would more follow? Ted took the lead, invited the two others to join him in their gang shower, which led to more kissing though no further sex for the time being. Mitch left the shower first, headed to the kitchen and began looking for snack foods. His munchies had been stimulated by the hot sex and newly found intelligent playmate. While Ted had shared other bottoms with Mitch, they were typically either bisexual down-low types or younger college-aged bottoms who liked the attention that "dad Ted" provided them, as well as the huge dick. And yes, though Brad and Mark had been part of four-ways with them, they were overly fond of showing off their own torsos for adoration and Mitch usually found those four-ways, less than satisfying. With Greg, it was different, he was focused on their mutual pleasure and not his or just the others. "This Greg guy may be a keeper" mused Mitch. He was certain that Ted agreed, they'd found a very compatible bottom to share and enjoy. He wondered about Greg's story and whether he was really looking for this sort of connection or was he really looking for the "white picket fence"? How fortuitous that he'd met Peter and been invited to the party. His dick stirred again as he set out some cheese and fruit as the other two entered the kitchen. Plans discussed included Greg remaining the rest of the night, unless he had another "engagement". Greg reassured them that he'd not been in town long enough, only 4 weeks and this was the first and hopefully not the last exciting sex he'd find in Beddington. The trio laughed again, more hugs followed, little nips on necks, ears and nipples sucked as the cheese and fruit was devoured. Soon the three were back in their cock sucking daisy chain arrangement, before settling into a deep sleep. Greg woke first, eased from the bed, took a much needed morning piss and was about to rinse his mouth and leave the bathroom when Mitch pushed in and said "sorry gotta pee", they both chuckled. Returning to bed, they found Ted absent, then heard him making breakfast coffee noises in the kitchen. His further summons of his "boys" happened as he took a fork to a glass making a mock ringing noise, as his two playmates came in rubbing their eyes of sleep. Greg was sore and knew why. Ted rubbed his butt a bit and offered compliments and a couple of gentle squeezes. Greg responded with clenched cheeks, showing off his hard worked-for glutes. He recalled that even when married, his wife complimented him on his ass. Now it was men who usually shared those thoughts. It had been a long time since Newton and some casual gay sex there. Most of his sex was when away on band or other related education business trips. He'd found Craigslist and then Grindr and Squirt as resources he could rely on while out of town. In town, he used the same for his hookups, though since being in Beddignton, his schedule had been so demanding that he'd not had anything more than a blowjob at a video store outside town near the truck stop on the interstate. Well that and his trusty right hand!!!!!!!! Perhaps this arrangement could work for the three men he thought, with each getting what they enjoyed? Now it was Sunday and he didn't want to overstay his welcome so he offered thanks and hopes of meeting again SOON and wanting to get out of their way, mea culpas, as he would make his way back home to his apartment, where yet 2 packing boxes linens remained to be put away.