Alex loped into the room as I opened the door. I had quickly tied a towel around my waist. "Hey Jes, I'm all sweated up from running up the stairs. Here give me your towel."
I moved away from his long arms and eight-inch fingers. He put his nose up in the air and sniffed, like the daug he was. "Hmm, I smell spooge. Hey, two spooges. One is tangy with a top note of Ouzo. Do you have a Green here? The other is Columbia University graduate boy's sperm, conservative and withholding from sex, but not so recently. What are you up to and why wasn't I included?"
"You know we don't have a sexual thing between us. It would only spoil are tennis games." Just then the bedroom door opened and out strode Andreas, God of copious cums."
"It was getting hot in the closet."
Alex stepped forward, "Alex's the name. Usually it's very tame in the closet. Were you doing something you shouldn't or perhaps should if I can join you." He looked over Andy. He whistled. He stamped his foot. He rolled his eyes. "Mein Gott, you are all the world's wet dreams rolled up in one, and I've not even German. I'm Danish, not the pastry....well perhaps I am."
Andy looked at him amused. When Alex finished his rant, Andy came over to him. "Do you suck cock?"
I was embarrassed, but not Alex. "Eminently," he boasted. "And imminently, I hope." He put his big hand on Andy's rump and made circles as if he was Simonizing it, which it didn't need. It was as smooth as if it had been polished with fine pumice.
"Come into my office," Alex said, appropriating my bedroom, and undressing himself as they walked. He put his arm around the Greek's shoulder and led him onto my bed. He surprised Andy by reversing his position so that his head was at the boy's feet. He sucked a toe, and then he licked a sole.
Andy seemed to appreciate the gestures. He thanked Alex by licking Alex's long dangling cock. "Your penis is excellent. It shall be my breakfast."
"Think of it as a pork sausage," Alex said encouraging the culinary reference.
Alex left the feet and bent his long body so that he could return the cock licking favor. Andy liked it fine and he rocked his hips a bit to demonstrate and encourage. I know that Alex needed no encouragement for anything. He really began suck fast and hard and humming in pleasure at his work. The receiver, Andy's eyes were tightly shut, his beautiful mouth was half opened with his pretty tongue lolling out. His whole face was crunched up with sexual excitement.
I stood in the doorway, forgotten by the two sexual gourmands. What they needed was an Epicure like me. I threw my towel on the floor and came up behind Alex. His lean well formed hairless butt was moving back and forth in excitement causing the ass crack to be revealed because of his muscled pear halves. I took an exploratory probe. I wasn't sure how the boy would take to my becoming friendly with has ass. I needn't worry. He croaked around Andy's cock, "Yeah, impale me, NOW!" Geez, he was such a shy one. My cock was already up and running just from the sight of those two excellent hunks. I reached for some lube from my bedside table. I lubed Alex's pulsating hole and then my spear. He was so open for me. I slide in completely, his ass cheeks against my red pubes. He was gasping by the thrill of it, but he managed to keep to his suck work and believe me the young Greek was happy with it and he dripped and sucked manfully.
Once I was inside the hot hole I began a steady fuck. I would call it a canter, rather than a gallop. I think it wasn't hard enough for my friend. He shoved his ass back at me to get me to move faster, but this was my show. I always like to bring on my orgasm slowly, so I just kept to my waltz time beat. But then Andy let out a howl that hurt my ears and he began to unload his sperm into the surprised Alex. I say surprised, because Alex belonged to the school of four spurts, not ten hosings. He gulped and swallowed ten times and then I decided to give him double pleasure as his cum hit him from the excitement of his partner's mighty orgasm. I fucked him so hard his eyes were crossing and tearing. He cursed and shot his load into Andy's pretty avid mouth. This fuck should hold my boy for at least the rest of the day. I was feeling really tender toward him and put my arms around his smooth waist. That was a mistake, it roused lots of vibrations along my spine and they ended in my ball sac. "Oh shit," I called, "I'm fucking cuming."
"You mean you're cuming fucking," Alex cracked like his old self.
We all shared my shower. There was lots of smooching there, but clean and soapy, We all went out to dinner, but of course Andy didn't eat. Alex was curious but said nothing.
Alex left us outside of the eatery. Andy and I walked back to my roomette. "What now? I asked.
"I will remain with you in replica, but my spirit must return to my marble self in the Athena Museum."
I told him how much I would miss him, how he was my first and maybe only love. He suggested that I work with Alex, "You could love him, I think."
"But what will I do with you, the replica?"
"Perhaps a museum might what me."
It turned out that the Met did want him. They came up to my place and looked over the now solidified Andreas and were very enthusiastic. They transported him and gave him and special raised platform. I liked it there were no drafts to chill him. I went often to say hello. Once as I approached him there was a kid of perhaps 16. He was rubbing his crotch and gazing up at Andy. I know Andy was aware of it as his fig leaf that he now wore quivered.
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