"Where did you find this guy?" Steve said as he threw the last of his clothes into the corner of the bedroom. He was a solidly-built guy in his 30's, about six foot, 190 pounds.
He was standing at the foot of the King-size bed, eyeing the two other men in the room. His buddy Nick, also nude, stood close to one side of the bed using one hand to flop his soft dick up and down. Nick was the same age as Steve, skinnier and taller, but they both had similiar good-looking cut cocks...not so much long as having good thickness.
The guy on the bed, Warren, wearing nothing but socks, was a short and chubby, but still fairly muscular, middle-aged man. He was on all fours, pointing sideways on the bed, close to the side of the bed near Nick, his face only a couple of inches from the flopping penis. He was holding his mouth wide open. The orientation of the room was such that he was facing away from the doorway, the head of the bed to his right, the foot to his left. He was wearing a blindfold.
He had been like this, near-naked, on his hands and knees, with his mouth gaping, ever since his doorbell had rang a few minutes ago. It's what his last email from Nick had said to do. He remembered sitting on the bed and, as soon as the bell rang, quickly tying on the makeshift blindfold and assuming the position. He'd heard the door open and close, the murmur of two men talking to each other.
Then he'd heard the footsteps approach, and by the sound he knew that Nick and whoever he was bringing with him were in the doorway looking at him. He felt scared and highly excited at the same time.
The men stepped into the room, Warren hearing one walk around the foot of the bed, the other taking a couple of steps to put him at the side of the bed Warren's butt was facing.
After a moment, he heard the sounds of the men taking off their shoes. The one who'd walked by the foot of the bed spoke,
"Warren, I'm Nick and my buddy is Steve. We've got the goods for you. I gotta tell you, you're a sight, just what I had in mind. I told Steve a lot about what we've talked about, though I didn't tell him everything. One thing in particular I want to be a surprise."
"Nick," said the man behind Warren, who heard belts being undone followed by the sound of pants being dropped, "What are you talking about?"
"Steve, Warren here," Warren flinched only slightly as Nick softly patted his head, "Loves cocks. He likes them hard, he likes them soft. He wants them around him, and he especially wants them inside him, doesn't matter where. He loves them to be hard, hot, and shooting loads into him."
"Yeah, yeah," Steve replied impatiently, and Warren heard him walking around to stand near Nick. He could hear Steve unbuttoning his shirt. "I got all that from what you told me earlier. So what are you getting at?"
"Just this, ol' pal. Warren here is a bona fide dick drinker. Whatever comes out of a dick, he'll take it."
There was pause as Steve stopped unbuttoning his shirt, realizing what Nick was saying. Warren, with his mouth open, aware of his nudity, and sure what was going to happen next, felt his breathing pick up in his excitement. He suddenly smelled Nick's body quite close. A hand cupped his chin, then the unmistakable shape and feel of a cockhead pushed between his lips and teeth. Another hand went behind his head and he was pulled towards Nick a bit in his stance, so as to have him take all of the thick penis into his mouth.
"Mmmff!" He screwed his face forward into Nick's crotch, seating his lips firmly around the base of the man's cock. He could feel Nick's ball sack against his chin. He swallowed once to get the cockhead back in his throat as far as possible, then readied himself.
And so to the present moment...
"Where did you find this guy?" Steve said as he threw the last of his clothes into the corner of the bedroom.
"Ebay." Nick replied with a grin, "But we'll have to leave him a quarter each before we leave."
Standing beside Nick, Steve looked down at Warren's head. It was a little out from the bed edge now that Nick had drawn him onto his dick. The way Warren's jaws were apart and his lips pushed out around the base of Nick's penis was erotic as all get out.
Still holding Warren by his chin and the back of his head, Nick relaxed. He sighed, his stomach slackened and pushed into a bit of a paunch. He let his shoulders drop.
"Oh, yeah," he said faintly, and he let his head loll loosely forward and down so that he was looking at where his cock went into Warren's face, "A warm mouth is just the place...ahhh, here we go...unh!"
The slit in the head of Nick's penis split open and a hot liquid stream erupted, jetting into the back of Warren's throat.
"Mmph! Mmph! Mmph!" Warren swallowed rhythmically, unconciously dipping his hips up and down in a small movement with each gulp. To the men's viewpoint, it gave a ludicrous impression of enthusiasm, like a calf pulling at a cow's teat.
The moments leading up to Nick losing his piss into Warren were the height of excitement to the older man. In a world of darkness, he had a cock shoved in his mouth, knowing what was coming. He heard that '...here we go', and even with a blindfold on he closed his eyes, wanting to totally experience that moment when the penis in his mouth came to life.
He learned years ago that he didn't like the taste of piss, but wanting men to use him, and his love of cocks, kept bringing him back to wanting to take piss as well as cum. The answer was simple, once he figured it out...get the cockhead well back in his throat, and when the man let go, keep suction around the dick with his lips and swallow like a sonuvagun!
Nick held Warren's face against his crotch, feeling himself emptying nicely through his cock into the throat of the man on the bed. Face and crotch bobbed slightly as one with the movement Warren made as he swallowed. Nick ahh'd and sighed at the release. And the feel of a mouth around his dick all the while...
"Steve..." he looked lanquidly over at his friend, "You gotta try this."
The other grinned back.
"You better believe it! But...I dunno, see?"
Steve's cock was throbbing into rigidity. What he was seeing with Nick and Warren was 'way beyond some picture in a porno mag.
Nick laughed, making him shake slightly, but Warren's lips and face stayed in place around the flowing cock.
"Right. Well, maybe later. Looks like you're ready to do your thing, huh?"
"Yeah!" Steve walked around to the other side of the bed. He grabbed a tube off the nightstand and smeared the head of his cock.
Nick finally stopped pissing. He contracted his muscles to squirt the last drops through his cock.
"Oh, yeah!" He let his hands drop off of Warren's head and just stood relaxed for a minute, the most forward portion of his body his crotch, with Warren's face and lips still pressed between his legs. After a few moments, he felt the mouth recede off his cock to the tip...then push forward again. Then Warren did it again. And abruptly Nick was the recipient of a blowjob, and Warren was sucking his dick like a pro.
To Warren, having the blindfold on heightened the feel and taste of the cock he was moving his mouth in and out on. He slurped and used his tongue lavishly each time he pulled out to the helmet. He'd only done a few strokes when the bed sagged behind him as Steve climbed on and shuffled in between Warren's knees. He felt a forearm hook around in front of his hips, followed a moment later by the cold slickness of Steve's lubed cock push between his buttocks.
Steve grinned. He liked this moment...right as he was pushing to target, his dick would be touched on both sides by the last inch or two of buttcheeks leading to the hole. That this Warren guy was a little pudgy made it all the better. Man, watching the show Nick and this dick drinker put on had him as hard as a rock. He gripped the base of his cock and pushed against the guy's butthole. Nope. He smiled as Warren tried to stick his butt up a bit more, splayed his legs a little wider, wanting the cock in him. Steve pushed harder, used his forearm around the guy to keep him in place.
Then he felt some give, and suddenly he was pushing into this guy, the heat of Warren's body enclosing his dick. Steve gave a grunt of pleasure, pushed some more, shuffled forward some, pushed some more, and then he was there, his dick buried to the hilt, his hips skin-on-skin against the guy's butt.
"Ah, yeah!" he said loudly. He let his torso rest on warren's back and he wrapped his arms all around his waist and squeezed, accenting the sensation of having this guy impaled on his cock.
Warren couldn't help stopping his head motion when Steve took him. The awareness of the second man entering him took all his thoughts away. He felt a moment of anticipation when the strong arm went around his waist. Then, like a dog pushing it's cold, wet nose into his butt, came the brief moment when the slick cockhead made contact. Then the first push which didn't work...it was hard to help out someone trying to fuck him when he was so hyper himself. But he focussed, tried to relax, thought how much he wanted to feel the penis pushing inside him, and he unconsciously adjusted himself, trying to make his ass more receptive, trying to open his asshole.
And in came Steve's erection, pushing between his butt cheeks, sliding in further and further. And then he felt him go in to the hilt, and he moaned in pleasure and lust, the sound muffled but unmistakeable around the cock filling his mouth.
Over Warren's back, Nick and Steve grinned at each other.
"Warren," Nick announced, "I said we've got the goods for you, and it's time for delivery." And he added, just because he liked saying it, "I'm going to empty my load down your throat. That's okay with you, isn't it?"
"Um-hum" came the muffled answer.
"I thought so. Maybe you can show me that you can really deepthroat like you said." With that, Nick shuffled his feet a bit wider, giving him a stance that would allow him some fucking motion. He returned his hands to Warren's head, once again putting one hand under the chin and the other behind his head. He slowly start fucking Warren's mouth.
Steve loosed his grip around Warren's waist and ran his hands over the man's chest and stomach. He reveled in the thought of a man being naked under him, wanting to be fucked, wanting Steve to shoot cum into him.
"Ah, yeah!" He said again, then reared up and put his hands on the hips in front of his own. Slowly, delciously, he pulled in and out of Warren a few times. Then he couldn't help it any more. He started humping away, each forward stroke punctuated by the sound of flesh smacking flesh.
Understandably, Steve wasn't concerned with Nick anymore. And his ass-fucking had the bed bouncing some, making the strokes into warren's mouth that Nick had been doing too clumsy for good effect. Nick thought a moment, then hiked his left leg up and put his foot beside Warren's hand. Then dipped his hips some, rotated Warren's face forward and down a bit. Now the jouncing bed made for a heckuva up-and-down movement for Warren's mouth around the cock.
Kind of like a vibrating chair, Nick thought to himself as the mouth went up and down his hardon. And it was working, too. He could feel his cum starting to well up, the sensation of pleasure ramping up rapidly...
Steve felt the same growing tension, and he started slowing his strokes, drawing out his pleasure.
Warren was moaning softly continually. One hard cock, now leaking precum continually onto his tongue, was moving in and out of his mouth. Another dick was filling his butt, pushing in and out, Steve's abdomen bumping his butt with every thrust. The warm hands on his hips, to help hold him in place to be fucked, was a trip he didn't have words for. He wasn't even aware how he was moaning continually, he was so immersed in the sensation of two cocks thrusting in and out of him.
With Steve slowing down, the bed settled again and Nick put his foot back on the floor and rotated Warren's head back up some.
He looked across at Steve, winked, and said,
"We should be in sych so he can't go anywhere."
Steve laughed and nodded.
So they began pushing in at the same time and pulling out together.
Warren whimpered at the feelings he was getting. Both cocks would slide out and out almost their whole length. The dick in his mouth Nick would take all the way out to wear only the head was still across Warren's lips. He would slurp nosily at it with abandon there, trying to suck it back into his mouth. And as Steve pulled out, Warren could feel the bulge of the cockhead rim sliding out till it bumped his splincter. He wanted to push his butt back to keep as much as possible, but to push back onto that cock meant giving up some of the dick in his mouth. It was a delicious agony as the men withdrew.
But then they'd push back into him, the cocks sliding in further and further, his mouth and throat being violated anew even as his ass filled back up. He whimpered as the dicks filled him, and at the end of the inward strokes, both Nick and Steve pressed their crotches against him hard. So hard that he'd bend some, his belly dropping a bit towards the bed, but with his ass up to meet Steve's hips, and his head up, his jaws and lips split open to accept the length of Nick's cock pushed across his tongue and into his throat.
Then...the whole sequence would start over again. In the dark behind the blindfold, the sensations seemed to double, and Warren almost felt faint from it all. His own cock was so rigid it was exquisitely painful, and he was dimly aware that of his own cum welling up.
But it couldn't last forever.
Finally, Steve said in a hoarse voice,
"I gotta do it, Nick, I can't stand it anymore."
Nick just nodded, lost in his own pleasure.
They gave up trying to coordinate their movement and each just fucked Warren as suited them.
In only a few moments more, Steve bent over again and wrapped up Warren in a crushing embrace. He gave a guttural cry and mashed his belly against Warren's cheeks. Steve's cock erupted, spewing cum into Warren's insides. With urgent, short strokes, he slammmed again and again into the man under him, fucking like a madman, emptying his balls.
Warren squeezed his eyes shut under the blindfold and he felt the hot stream shoot into him. And the impacts of Steve fucking him pushed his own turgid dick over the edge. He felt his penis lift up, his cum surge down its length, and his load fire out into the air over the bed. Again and again his dick fountained, powerful contractions that even splattered all the way out to one of Nick's thighs. With cocks in his mouth and ass at the same time he was climaxing, he came as close to fainting from pleasure as possible. He sagged down a couple of inches on the bed, his body on its own somehow remembering to support his torso.
Steve cock wound down its spurting, reluctantly pulsing a last dollop of cum out its head. He released his hold around Warren's waist and just rested his forehead between Warren's shoulder blades, panting and moaning.
Nick hadn't noticed the cum that had splattered on his leg. He'd never truly fucked someone's face before, real deepthroaters were rare. But he had one now, and watching his whole dick go in and out of Warren's mouth, and Warren seemingly having gone slack and taking his cock all the way without any resistance at all, it was too erotic to bear.
Clutching Warren's head into his crotch, he shoved into the cocksucker's mouth one last time, and his dick erupted. Nick threw his head back and grunted, feeling his cum volley out the head of his penis, his contractions coming so fast and hard it was like one couldn't finish before the next one blasted out the next rope of cum. He was dimly aware that, though he was squatting with knees bent while holding Warren's head between his legs, he'd come up on tiptoe, his ecstasy was so intense. He pumped his cum and pumped his cum out, shaking up and down a bit on his toes as he unloaded. He felt his balls brushing warren's chin with each shake.
Warren had given himself over to being used like he'd never been able to before. He felt Nick shove his cock all the way through Warren's mouth and into his throat, but it seemed to be easy...he didn't even have to concentrate to allow it. All he focussed on was the delight of his mouth being wide open, his jaws held wide by the shaft of the cock plunging in him, the scrotum bumping his chin. Then he heard the unmistakeable grunt of a man ejaculating, and the heat and liquid of Nick shooting off in his throat. It doesn't get any better than this, he thought, and lovingly moved his tongue back and forth on the underside of the cock delivering the goods.
THE END
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