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The More the Merrier
By Simon Peter
Strolling down the beach front in my running shorts and I-shirt, my mind rambles over a multitude of thoughts. There are other people around me, jogging, stretching, or just walking leisurely. Men and women of all ages, but mostly the elderly, are enjoying this Sunday afternoon, the sun waning to the west but still warm enough to draw sweat. The cool breeze feels wonderful as it plays around my hairy thighs and into my shorts, around my balls, hanging freely without underwear.
I am sweating although I am not actually jogging, just a fast walk. I take off my I-shirt, revealing my sweaty hair patch in the middle of my chest, some drops trickling down my trail and under the band of my shorts. Junior is behaving today. He maintains a semi-erection, but does not rise up to his full hard status as he most often does.
My thoughts eventually, and predictably, turn to sex. It's been some time since I have had any. My last fuck has been a fast one. I have done Joseph last Saturday evening, more than a week ago. But it has been quick: in and out, squirt, flex, tuck Junior back into my trunks, walk away. I need something more, something intense, something new.
As I walk on with all these thoughts raging in my head, I look around for prospects. It is a turn-on to contemplate about people. Who is here for the sport? Or for the sun? Or for a quick pick-up? It's usually difficult to tell. The place is too public for sexual overtures.
I stop and lean on the rail separating the beach walk from the beach itself, stretching my legs. Time for a cigarette. Fishing out my Winstons packet, I slide out a cigarette and light up. I take a long drag and exhale upwards, enjoying the feeling.
"Ah... excuse me, sir," I am startled by the voice of a guy who has suddenly materialized in front of me.
I must have been so engrossed with my thoughts and the smoking that I have not heard him approach. I turn towards him. He must be, what, 20 or 21 years old, slim, dark-skinned, in jeans and t- shirt. Hmmm.
"Can we bum a cigarette from you?" he says.
We? Right behind him is another boy, almost the same age, but looks a little bit on the feminine side.
His body has curves! But he has a cute face, with pouting lips and all.
"Sure, buddy." I fish out my packet and pull out two cigarettes handing one to each. They take them, place them in their mouths, and look back at me, gratefully but expectantly.
"Oh." I laugh, and take out my Bic lighter, lighting them up. To my surprise, they linger there, puffing.
"Thanks," the fem boy says. "Usually, we are not lucky."
"Since you boys smoke, why don't you buy yourselves some?" I ask.
They give each other furtive glances and look down at their feet. They are wearing flip-flops, I notice for the first time. I also notice that they both wear very tight and low-hung jeans, the type that cannot but show bulges, not really erections, but pronounced packets. Hmmm. Interesting.
Junior stirs inside my shorts, starting to tent. Since I am not wearing any underwear, figuring that my shorts are baggy enough, and wanting to enjoy the breeze around my balls as I jog/walk, the tent becomes noticeable. I have not expected any action today, not in such a public place. Besides, I have gotten away with fucking Joseph in a public toilet last week. I wouldn't want to tempt fate.
The boys seem to have a secret kind of silent communication. After glancing at each other and back at me, I sort of notice some kind of a look of agreement pass between them.
"Well, sir," the boy who has first asked for a smoke says, "it's like this. We can't afford to spend more than we make. Simo and me, we don't easily find work."
Simo? That must be the fem guy. The other boy wraps his arm around Simo's shoulders and gives him a squeeze. Simo sort of wiggles his fem body at the squeeze. What? These boys have something going between them. Are they lovers? How do they dare to flirt publicly? Have they accosted me for a cigarette, or maybe something else?
Instinctively, I touch myself. Yes. Junior is on his way to full erection, and the shorts will do nothing in the way of coverage. They will tent very visibly for sure. But luckily, my Junior erects vertically, plastering on my belly, so it will not be that evident.
"I am Rami," the first boy says, his eyes studying me, moving down to my crotch, which by now is looking quite interested and interesting. "Ah..." he hesitates. "You see, sir, Simo and me, we would be very happy to do stuff..."
I give him a puzzled look. "Stuff?" I ask.
"Well," he touches himself. "You know..."
Simo wriggles under Rami's arm, wrapped around his shoulders. He is gazing at my groin. I throb.
"Boys," I manage to say, "are you suggesting what I am thinking?"
Simo smiles playfully, licking his lips, "And what might that be, sir? What is it that you are thinking of?"
I glance around, and thankfully, there isn't anyone close by. I grab my crotch: "You want to play around?"
It suddenly strikes me that these boys are for pay. Fuck. Now I am paying for sex? I know I can have any number of young people, male and female, lined up to have sex with me, for free. But the idea of paying for it appeals to me, in a strange, warped way.
By the way, I should introduce myself here. I am 26 years old, 180 centimeters tall, weigh 60 kilograms, and have a fit body. I pride myself on my 20-centimeter, cut cock and I have two nice patches of body hair, one in the middle of my chest, the other around my cock and balls. Now back to the boys.
"We can please you a lot, sir," Rami says. "Whatever your fancy is, we can oblige. Simo is delicious. I can be delicious, too."
"You boys do look delicious," I am surreptitiously rubbing my erection. "20 dollars each," I blurt out, fully excited.
They are surprised by my direct offer. Rami manages a hurt look on his face. "Twenty?" he complains.
"But there are two of us and we can do so much for your pleasure."
"So you have a pricelist, then?" I smirk. "OK, 30 each... or you will have to be satisfied with the cigarettes I gave you."
They glance at each other. Simo nods. "Deal, 30 each. What do you have in mind?"
"Let's walk over to my car and see what we can do."
We reach my car, parked a few meters away at the curb. They climb in, Rami riding shotgun and Simo in the back. I pull out onto the highway. Rami reaches over and places his hand on my hairy thigh. He rubs up and down and slides his hand under my shorts, grabbing the base of my cock and staring at my eyes. He is delicious. And he does want to please.
But I push his hand away. "Not here, boy. I want more than a hand job." I try to keep my eyes on the road.
Simo snickers from behind. "Uuuuu," he says. "The man wants to fuckkkkkkkkk."
Five minutes later, with the two boys behaving but snickering and wiggling in their seats, I pull onto a side road. I park and we climb out of the car. We take a pathway away from the road, between some pine trees, to a clearing. I can still hear the traffic from the highway, but the place seems safe enough.
"Ok, boys," I say. "Let's see how you can please me."
Simo approaches, stands in front of me, and slides his hand under the waistband of my running shorts, engulfing my cock in his palm. He strokes gently with a satisfied look on his face as he measures my tool. Rami stands behind Simo, grinding on his butt, and reaches around his head to offer me his lips. I kiss him as I press myself against Simo's fondling. Slowly Simo kneels between us, pulling down my shorts, and he kisses the tip of my cock. Rami's tongue is inside my mouth and I can taste the hint of tobacco. Without looking down, he holds Simo's head and guides him over my cock.
I reach behind Simo's bobbing head and pull off Rami's t-shirt. Smooth dark-skinned chest and pink nipples greet me. Rami moves from behind Simo, who seems to be enjoying Junior but can only take half of the shaft, and presses himself at my hip, his hardness throbbing through his tight jeans. We kiss some more as I feel the sensations caused by the boy's mouth around my cock.
After a while, Simo rises, strips, and starts to do a sexy dance, fully naked. He does have a fem body, but, surprisingly, he is hung! Perhaps not as big as Junior, but quite impressive for a boy his age. My shorts are now around my ankles, and I step out of them, the lower part of my body fully exposed to the cool breeze. Rami unbuckles his belt and pulls down his jeans. I watch both boys as I stroke slowly, my precum and Simo's spit lubing my cockhead. Rami pulls down his briefs, and he's completely naked.
WOW! Two hot specimens are doing their best to earn the 30 measly dollars. Rami presses his hardness onto my hip, both of us exposed now, and humps on me. He reaches and grabs my cock, removing my hand.
"Let me service you, sir," he whispers.
Simo is dancing closer and closer to me. He turns around, and his butt presses lightly on my cockhead as Rami rubs it on his butt cheeks. Simo bends over. Rami guides my wet cock inside Simo's crack and rubs it up and down. I moan. Rami grinds his erection faster on my hip, slowly moving behind me. I feel his cock now pressing on my butt as he keeps rubbing my cockhead up and down Simo's crack.
I feel the kid's hole pucker and I push. Simo screams, my cockhead penetrating his hole. Rami's cock is between my hairy thighs, dry fucking me.
He whispers into my ear, "Do you want me, sir?"
I consider. I am more of a "top." I haven't offered my ass as often as my cock. But this kid is hot. His cock is throbbing between my thighs. Yes. I have to have him. I nod my head, and Rami immediately obliges by placing his cock at my hole and pressing. Oh, fuck, wait a minute! We're going bareback. Too late for Simo; my cock is already buried to the hilt and I'm grinding against his hot butt cheeks. But me?
Getting fucked bare? Fuck. Rami's cock is irresistible, knocking at my man hole. He wants in. I want him in. Fuck it! I bend over Simo's back, offering my ass.
Rami holds my hips and spits down on his dick. I feel spit trickling into my crack to my hole. He grabs my ass cheeks and spreads them as he thrusts, penetrating my hole, using his spit for lube. I grunt as my ass stretches to accommodate him. Fuck, he is big and I am tight. But the penetration makes me hornier and I start to pound Simo's ass as Rami's cock slides deeper inside me. He has his hands around my waist now. I hold onto Simo's hips and move in and out, Rami meeting my thrusts, one for one.
It doesn't take long for me to explode inside Simo. Rami is still fucking me. He is pounding his young boy dick into me, deeper, faster, biting my ear, rubbing my belly with his hands. I slip out of Simo's ass, cock dripping. Rami hasn't finished yet. The little shit seems to be going hard at my ass forever. Simo turns around, kneels, and takes me in his mouth again. He sucks, and Junior obliges by returning to his full erection. I pump into his mouth. Rami is still at it. He is ravaging me, the little dick! I feel the second buildup in my balls. So soon? Wow! When I shoot into Simo's throat, I start shaking, still being pounded by the boy cock behind me.
Fuck! When will he cum? He is going on and on. How can he last this long? Simo stands up and ejaculates on my belly, the little fuck! I'm so turned on, my cock is still throbbing. Rami pumps harder.
His breathing is now coming out loud and fast. He must be close. Suddenly he freezes and lets out a loud moan, his cock buried deep inside me. I feel the hot juice squirting as his cock shaft throbs with every squirt he dumps into my body.
We slump on the ground, naked, pine needles pricking at our butts. Three cocks dripping, we smile at each other.
"You know, boys?" I mumble. "This is certainly worth more than 30 bucks. You boys are hot."
They both beam at me.
"So you go both ways, sir?" Rami smirks. "You fuck hard but your butt is crazy for cock, too."
I slap him playfully. Like me, both boys are not fully soft. Actually, their boy dicks are still quivering between their legs. I bend over and taste Simo's dick. It's uncut and huge. I marvel at this kid, hung but a whore, offering his butt for fucking. But, then again, so have I, a few minutes ago. I had my monster inside his hole, with a hard cock up my own ass, pounding and shooting hot jizz all the way up to my stomach.
We light up, inhaling deeply with after-sex satisfaction, fondling each other. I don't usually crave younger boys. I go for the man-type, hairy and mature, men who know what they want and what they can give. But these two kids match any man I have had. Their maturity is street maturity. This is what has turned me on so that I have whored myself for money. Even now, it's hard for me to accept getting fucked, bare, by a kid I have met 20 minutes ago. But to be honest, it has been one of the sweetest fucks I have ever experienced.
Oh, well! With two hot boys, what else can a man do? I drop them off at the beach walk, and I watch them wistfully as they swagger away, in that sexy young saunter, happy, 100 dollars richer each. Rami looks back at me watching them, smiles, and waves a hand. He places an arm around Simo's waist and slowly pats his upper butt, seductively. I, of course, immediately respond with an erection! Too bad they are now too far to call back and have another go at them, or they at me. Looks like I am the whore now, having just paid for outdoor sex. So fucking what? It was hot and I would do these boys again if ever I had the chance.