The Cyclist

By Paul Biffin

Published on Mar 29, 2024

Gay

Saturday evening I received a text from Jimmy " Would it be OK if I brought along a French friend of mine, I think you'll like him ", ending with a wink emoji. I was a bit put out, but text back "No prob, any friend of yours"

Sunday morning, I was up early. After a light breakfast I douched myself and took my time over a shower, enjoying the water cascading over me and making sure I was spotless. I sprayed a little Aramis and picked out a bright red top and matching lycra shorts. I checked myself in the mirror and adjusted my junk. At 9.30 Jimmy arrived. We embraced like long lost lovers and soon our dicks were rubbing together through our shorts. There was a knock at the door. Jimmy opened it and my jaw dropped. Andre was a few inches taller than me, with a dark Mediterranean complexion. He had a mop of unruly hair and black, sultry eyes. He was very muscular, biceps bulging from his T-shirt, that rippled over his abs.

He had tiny, retro, loose athletic shorts that barely covered his ass cheeks. Whatever was in front looked like it was trying to escape. He kissed us both on our cheeks, continental style, 'accidentally' giving my dick a rub. I made coffee and we planned our route. Out on the road I followed, watching their tight asses wiggle in the saddle, giving me a semi.

After an hour I called out that I needed a piss. We pulled into a field entrance. I pulled my dick out and Andre held it as a stream made a puddle on the ground. He then dropped his shorts and asked me to do the same for him. His cock was huge, I could barely get my fingers round it and it was much longer flaccid than mine is erect.

He pissed like a horse, which excited me for no obvious reason, Jimmy noticed and started wanking me. I would have cum, but we heard a car approaching, so we tidied up and rode off. I took the lead and sped up, doing about 30mph. By the time we arrived home we were dripping sweat. I handed out towels and took it in turns to shower.

I sat in an armchair with my towel loosely round my waist. The boys sat on the sofa opposite. Jimmy took the lead, pulling Andre into a kiss and sliding his hand under Andre's towel. His massive pole stood proud and the towel dropped to the floor. Jimmy's towel joined it as he bent down and took 3 or 4 inches of cock into his mouth, still leaving plenty to wrap his fingers round. I went round to the back of the sofa. Andre turned his head and swallowed my dick.

We headed to the bedroom. I sat on the edge of the bed and held both their cocks, licking each alternately. Andre pushed me back and heaved me up onto the bed properly. Jimmy bent over to suck me, leaving his ass in the air. Andre took this as an invitation, licking down the crack and tonguing his hole. He saw the bottle of lube on the table and greased himself and Jimmy. Jimmy held me tight as Andre eased his way in. Once settled, he resumed sucking me as Andre fucked him slowly, spitting on his dick for added lubrication. After a while, Andre pulled out an clambered on the bed, pushing his fat lump down my throat, I could hardly breathe. He pulled out and Jimmy took over, much more comfortable.

I felt Andre lube my arse, then fingers were opening me up. I knew what was coming and hoped I'd cope. I'd only lost my anal virginity to Jimmy a few days earlier, but this would be a different level. He grabbed a pillow and put it under my hips, lifted my right leg into the air and I felt his cockhead on my back door. I called out and told him I was a virgin ( not strictly true, but anything to make him go gently). I stopped sucking Jimmy and concentrated on my bum, trying to relax. I felt the head enter, he waited, then pushed a bit more in and waited again, eventually it was buried inside me. Jimmy wanked me back hard again as Andre pumped slowly, sometimes pulling right out and applying more lube. I resumed sucking Jimmy, wanking the base of his cock at the same time, till he buckled and jets of cum hit the back of my throat. I hadn't noticed that Andre was fucking me harder now. Jimmy was wanking me. I shot a massive amount over the sheets. With a final lunge Andre unloaded a torrent inside me. He collapsed on top of me and we all kissed and cuddled, enjoying the heat of the moment.

After a bit of a break, they were at it again, Jimmy straddled Andre, bouncing up and down like a cowboy. I held the base of Andre's cock, feeling it sliding in and out. They fucked for ages, changing positions as I was treated to my own personal porn show. Eventually my erection started to return as Andre pumped his cum into Jimmy, who made my cum soaked sheets even wetter. I licked them both clean. Andre had to leave, so we bade farewell, promising a repeat performance soon. Jimmy and I fell asleep. It was teatime when I awoke. I slipped out of bed and made sandwiches and coffee. We talked about the day, which resulted in us going back to the bedroom, With Jimmy bent over the bed I fucked him from behind. I then took him missionary style. I told him I was close, so he wanked himself hard till he shot his third cum load of the day as I emptied inside him.

We showered together, before he reluctantly went home. My arse took a day or two to recover and I didn't need to touch myself all week.


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