St. Moritz--Badrutt's Palace Hotel Chapter Nine
As Günther made his way over to me, I indicated to Jacques to come sit in front of me so I could take care of his throbbing tool.
Günther was first to reach me, slipping up behind me and imitating John by slapping my buttocks. He took a moment to take the condom that John was offering, which he immediately put on without assistance. I was disappointed, as I enjoy putting condoms on my partner orally. Pushing the base of the condom down the shaft with my tongue and lips is very stimulating for me. I spread my legs as far as I could, and he wasted no time finding my anus and roughly pushing himself into me. He had to be new to this game, considering his lack of finesse. I obviously expected more from the boy. I hoped his earlier unloading would prevent a repeat of the earlier premature ejaculation. While he began his thrusting into me, Jacques got comfortable and spread his legs inviting me to pay attention to his hard manhood. I skinned his foreskin back, and began my finest lip and tongue work on his exposed head. I circled his with my tongue, while kissing and sucking on his head. He was already leaking cum-pré, and I wasted no time licking it up. As I worked on Jacques, I realised that Günther had already begun his rapid, rabbit thrusting, indicating he was about to shoot his load. I squeezed my sphincter rhythmically, attempting to trigger his orgasm just to get it over with. I knew I would get no satisfaction from him, so I just wanted him to be done. Sure enough, within seconds he slammed himself deeply into me and I could tell even through the condom, that he was unloading. He grunted and groaned several times, before pulling his still rigid pénis from me with a popping sound. I was disappointed that there would be no after play while he softened. He went back to the sofa and sat down next to John.
I returned my full attention to Jacques, who I had managed to continue stimulating during Günther's clumsy attempt at love making. He was quite stiff, and with each thrust into my throat, I could feel him swelling and pulsing. I assumed he would soon finish, and I would be left completely unsatisfied. He stopped thrusting, just allowing his maleness to sit on my tongue. He leaned close to my face, and unexpectedly kissed me. When he broke the kiss, he whispered to me, "Puis-je vous prendre par voie anale?" (May I take you anally?). I looked to John, who nodded his head. I looked back at Jacques and told him "Bien sûr, mon ami. Je serais honoré d'être à votre service." (Of course my friend, I would be honored to service you.)
Before getting up from the sofa, he took the condom John offered, and asked me if he should put it on or did I want to do it. Instead of answering, I took the foil package from his hand and opened it. I slipped it a short distance over my tongue, before leaning over to his stiffness, and began sliding it down his shaft using my teeth to force the base ring down, while using my tongue to stimulate the parts already covered by it.
I took my time applying the condom to him, enjoying my self immensely. Jacques was quivering from my ministrations; finding out how good applying a condom can feel. When I finally had the condom in place, Jacques stood up and made his way to my rear quarter. Unlike the first two, Jacques erotically massaged my buttocks with a light touch designed to inflame already hot passions. He explored my entrance with his fingers, ensuring I still had enough lubricant in me to comfortably accommodate him
Once he was satisfied that I was ready, he stepped up behind me and rubbed his condom covered pénis up and down my cleft. He made sure to rub at my entrance with every pass. He had my sphincter squeezing rapidly, as if attempting to grab him and pull him in. When I could not stand the stimulation any further, I begged him to mount me. He asked if I was sure I was ready, and I nearly yelled at him to stop teasing me and get inside me. He slowly slipped his head into me, and once the head was all the way in he stopped. He teased me by asking if I wanted more of what he had to offer. I was nearly incoherent as I begged him to penetrate me all the way. He laughed, and began pushing his hardness into me a mere centimeter at a time. When I attempted to push back, he would take half a step back, preventing me from forcing more of him into me.
John was laughing as he watched me being unmercifully teased. Jacques had reduced me to a quivering mass on the floor begging for the satisfaction I had so far been denied. Finally, he took pity on me and forced all of himself into me in a single thrust. I felt every centimeter as he entered me.
After completely filling me, He started to slowly pull out and push back in. He took the time to locate my prostate, and made sure he hit it with every thrust. By this time, my tool had been rigid and teased for so long that I lost control and ejaculated all over the floor. Jacques continued to thrust while I emptied myself, my sphincter squeezing him all the while. As I recovered, he leaned over me and asked, "Dois-je cum maintenant? (Should I cum now?). I told him if he was ready, so was I.
He lasted another minute or so, and then he groaned as he buried himself all the way into me. I felt his manhood swell and pulse before all motion stopped as he continued to unload.
Once finished, he remained in me until I felt him start to soften. He pulled himself out and made his way to my head so we could see each other. He smiled at me, leaned forward, gave me a light kiss and told me merci beaucoup. (thank you). As he reached to remove the condom, I stopped him. I slowly slid the device from his pénis, and cleaned the semen from him. Once done, I took the open end of the condom, placed it in my mouth and tilted it up, making his semen flow into my mouth. When I was done, Jacques returned to the settee smiling.
I sat beside him, since Günther was already sitting with John.
John told us that he was very pleased with the show we had provided. While he was making his comments, Jacques had retrieved the Champagne and wine flutes. He poured us all a glass of the wine and went into the bedroom to change into his clothes. When he emerged from the bedroom, he thanked all of us for a wonderful time, and explained that he had to get some sleep as he was working the next day.
Günther realised the lateness of the hour and also excused himself. He had early morning ski classes to teach in the morning.
Once they had left, John pulled the settee to the French doors, and sat down inviting me to join him. He covered us both with the fluffy robes, as we sat watching the snow fall and sipped our wine.
After a few minutes, John kissed me and thanked me for providing our guests a most pleasant time. He also apologised for Günther's poor manners and performance. He told me he would not have invited him if he had realised he was a rude, premature ejaculator.
I reminded him that one never knows what one will get when picking up men in the showers. Then I laughed and told him that Jacques had more than made up for Günther.
As we watched to snow falling with increasing intensity, I found myself very tired and asked John if he was ready for bed. He said he was, but wanted to take a quick, hot shower. He invited me to join him. I made it a point to never refuse any invitation or request that John made of me, so I got up from the settee, downed my wine and headed for the bathroom to start the shower.
We had a very brief shower, and then I toweled John off and sent him to bed. I dried myself and followed him.
As I slipped under the duvet, I could feel the heat from John's body warming the bead. I leaned over to give him a good night kiss, only to discover that he was already asleep. I kissed him lightly on the forehead, snuggled up to his side, and lay my head on his chest. He instinctively wrapped his arm around me, and pulled me tightly to him.
As I lay there drifting into sleep, I took a moment to thank God for giving such a wonderful man to me.
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