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Going into get waxed was always painful, but I know what other guys like. Most gay men shave their privates, but I do everything from the hips on down. Am lucky to not be hairy up above the waist, and clean shaven with dirty blonde hair with blue eyes helps. Being 5'10 with a slim build, I could cross dress if I wanted to, but I'm a man who likes men. Always very hormonally challenged, it had been some time since I had a steady lover. When I dumped Mark, he had gone rather nuts, and so for awhile I watched over my shoulder. He was a good guy for the most part, but his drinking made him volatile. Mark could be a true gent or a completely insensitive jerk. Life was never easy for him, as his family had disowned him upon discovering his sexual orientation, but I wasn't to blame for that falling out tears prior. Rather at this point, I was young, content, and seeing my waxing specialist Amber.
She was such a sweetheart, and made me laugh. We had a good connection, and got along well since we went to the same university. Her and I would laugh together during our "girl time," and she accepted me as is. She also helped with my confidence being restored after the unique relationship I had been in. Sadly she had an abusive boyfriend in her past, so our opening with each other was commiserating our experiences. I was happy for her that her current boyfriend treated her well. Looking at his pictures he was very handsome, but also just had an aura of quiet confidence. She hoped to have us meet sometime, and help her boyfriend dress better. Apparently she didn't like the blue jeans and muscle shirt look, and although I conceded it was overplayed, deep down it fit her guy well.
She caught me looking at his bulge, and playfully slapped me. "Yes he's hung but that's mine honey." We both laughed, although there was the trepidation of wax pain. Amber was a small lady, and I was lucky she was as gentle as the circumstances allowed, In her booth I was relieved to a degree, as Kay on the far end of the room was rather rough. Now I always booked appointments with Amber. Naked she worked on my legs and feet first, before moving up to my groin area. That was where it took more time, and also where sometimes it made me wince. She once asked me how I wasn't scared of being a bottom, but hesitant when getting waxed. Amber had never tried anal, despite her former boyfriend wanting it. Her new guy hadn't shown an interest yet, but I told her how to enjoy it. Also brought up poppers which she hadn't heard of.
She was very nice though, and although I wasn't into women, could see she was a pretty lady. Her small hands could wax effectively and efficiently. We joked about her green fingernail polish. I used to wear it occasionally, but preferred really bright colors. She wore it due to her Irish heritage. This was fairly obvious with all of the four leaf clover stickers, and leprechaun pictures in her work station. She always liked my Irish jokes due to her ability to enjoy all humor. Yet the closer she got to my very flaccid penis and balls, the less I joked and let her concentrate. As she did what she had to with the wax fluid and tape like materials, I thought of my plan. Already my grindr account had blown up, as I had been taking my prep, and wanted to have two guys at the same time. This would satisfy my high sex drive, and I deserved to have fun after dealing with Marks nonsense.
She did a great job, and I was happy to have taken a week off. No typing that office keyboard non stop, and no having to deal with Karl's ridiculous demands. Paying the bill, I tipped Amber a $50 bill. She gave me a thankful hug, and I told her "I hope to help your boyfriend dress better." She smiled at me and said, "you just want to see him in tight clothes." My teeth revealed quite a grin, because what she said was true. Back in my car I stopped by the drive thru Caribou Coffee. My phone had blown up with incoming messages on my grindr account. I saw a lot of dick pics, which I definitely did appreciate. Yet the ones that caught my attention, were the ones from gay college roommates Anthony and Frederick.
They looked familiar. That's right I had seen them at Glade's, which was a gay friendly night club. It was a week or so ago, and I remembered seeing them dance together. Kissing they both were studs. They were very much a couple, and I liked knowing that they weren't hateful bigots, or so inexperienced that they'd ghost me. In a couple of days I was to host two, and by far they were the most promising. We started to send each other messages, and went over ground rules, expectations, and the like. Both were versatile, and definitely had nice cocks from the pictures I observed. Some were of them together, including one in the shower that got me hot and bothered. They were kissing under the water wearing nothing. Anthony was tall, athletic, with brown hair and eyes. Very masculine. Frederick was a shorter redhead, and had stunning green eyes. I always had something about redheads. Soon we were exchanging numbers, and texting each other.
That night I took a warm bath. It's strange to look at your shaved body and get turned on. Yet while soaping up and then using liquid for aftercare, I thought of these guys taking turns on me. My eight inch cock got so hard, and with my balls factory turning on, I watched porn. Such a hot twink getting pounded by a well hung strong man. Stroking I thought of Ambers boyfriend bending me over, and also Anthony and Frederick fucking me. It wasn't long until an explosive orgasm happened, taking me to another place, and sending my cum airborne. So sexually charged, I sent pictures of my cum laden washboard abs to the guys. Later on they texted me back their cocks together after orgasm. Oh yes I looked forward. Tomorrow night would be a lot of rewarding fun. It was totally okay to be the third wheel, and our discussions were accepted by all parties. They'd be over at my condo, and we'd make out after wine, with them topping me. I was so ready, as was past the part of psychological desire.
Going to bed took some time. Admittedly I was hyped up, and also a little nervous. It had been some time, since I was a cum dumpster, but oh my did I need to be pounded hard. The thought of their beautiful penises being in my mouth, ugh I had to keep those out of my thoughts. It was time to sleep; as I wanted the rest for tomorrow's late afternoon fun time. Yes I knew what I'd wear, had lube ready, and also was going to clean up in the day before their arrival. Watching a documentary on Julius Caesar worked well, as always found Roman history boring.
A wonderful ten hour sleep according to my Garmin tracker. I had bagels and coffee. Watching the news my heart was sad for Ukrainians, and I reeled by some of the images I saw. Eventually Good Morning America made things better, with happier news stories. Then it was the usual Kardashian drama. They were older than I was, and so immature. Made some lunch for later, and did my douching routine to prepare for my absolutely necessary physical activity coming up soon. I knew they'd dig my good looks, smooth body, and extremely tight ass that hadn't been stretched in considerable time. Putting on my pink jock strap, tiny orange shorts, and white t shirt I combed my hair after the shower. I was beyond ready to do this. Made sure lube and poppers were on the bed nightstand, although had some out in the living room, as when in heat nest to be at the ready.
Looking at their pictures I was really turned on. We had our first phone call, and for a get together like this, they sounded reasonable and fun loving. Both were 21 year old juniors, and had been together as a couple for a year now. A few more pics of them kissing and touching each other, caused me to be delirious with desire. They enjoyed the pic I made in my jock strap. I was advised they'd rip it off though, and this made me really erect. Smoking weed in the living room I was able to calm down a bit. The red wine and beers were in the fridge. Sitting on the purple couch, I awaited a call, text, or knock on the door.
That grass did a number on me. On the couch I sat with my legs open, and felt them up. Smooth and ready. Listened to some Maroon 5, and other music, and I got a text "ten minutes out." This was really going to happen. I was a mix of anxious and anticipating, along with trepidation and aroused. You don't know until you know, which can lead to a swirl of feelings. Yet when I heard the knock, I opened it and there they both were. I froze for a second. Perhaps it was sensory overload. They both were far more attractive than their pictures showed. Anthony was a muscular and athletic guy, wearing grey sweatpants and a Under Armor shirt. His cologne caught my attention, along with those beautiful brown eyes. Frederick was beyond cute. That blonde hair, dimples, and kissable lips. Yet first I had to be a polite host, so I invited them in. Wine for Frederick and me, while Anthony was into the beers. Sitting together on the couch, I was giddy like a school boy.
I asked them if they wanted grass, and we all smoked out of a bong together. Damn I was getting frisky seeing Frederick was wearing tight shorts, and Anthony was getting hotter by the minute. Drinking my red wine, we talked about so many different subjects. I liked that although both were Economics majors, they were smart and knowledgeable on a lot of different subjects. They had met at Glades too, which we all agreed, was the best place in town for people like us. Things were getting more comfortable, and I continued drinking wine with Frederick. Anthony had another beer, but wasn't much of a drinker.
They were looking at my legs. Also their eyes were on my crotch. Both were really cute and Anthony was rubbing the back of Frederick's neck. Smiling we all looked at each other. No words it just happened, as Anthony pulled me in for a kiss. Then another as Frederick and I played tongue hockey together. The warmth of the living room increased substantially, and oh my goodness, both guys were touching my shaved legs. So hard and so ready. We kissed again and I grabbed both of their hands, to bring them to the bedroom. It was closer down the hallway than I remembered, but now I was fueled by alcohol, weed, and sexually driven adrenaline. I had to have them, and submissively laid down on the bed. "Let's kiss and I want you both in me."
Anthony and Frederick kissed me, and they took their clothes off. Both were so fucking hot. Anthony had a nice trimmed 9 inch cock or so, and with heavy low riding balls that I was going to add weight too. Frederick was cute, and loved red pubic hair, although most of it was smooth. His sex organ was gorgeous too, and the scent of maleness was filling up in the room. Soon it disappeared, and I was focused on them like a hawk. My vision was tunnel like, and my drive had now officially taken off. Just how a large jetliner has to fight gravity, while taking off a runway, my V1 and V2 moment of flying had arrived. They actually surprised me, as before I noticed they had taken everything off of me. Laying on my comfortable blue sheet on the king bed, I was in a zone never encountered before. Both of them had taken my long cock in their mouths, and made it disappear. I was an out of control hot mess, and soon I was able to open my eyes. Anthony was gobbling my balls, as Frederick had my shaft in his mouth bobbing up and down. Seeing his saliva and my precum going up, with that slurping noise, it was sensory overload.
This was zen like paradise. They both were taking me in their mouths. Oh my the volcano of pure ecstasy as I grabbed the sheets. My toes bent upright as this was better than any high I'd ever encountered. Their slurping noise, the smell of our pheromones and testosterone, it was if the world was spinning and I just didn't care. Their hands on my shaved patch brought up goose bumps, and I couldn't help but scream and moan as I was at an abyss never known. Soon they just did what they wanted to. I felt vulnerable but turned on, as they bent me over. My head and upper torso on the bed, with my ass up high, the sound of lube came through loud and clear. I was aware of their kissing, and then I felt a mind body experience that shook me to the core. Fingers in me. Both guys fingering me, and I heard Anthony say "so tight." It felt so good. They probed me and with their fingers in my prostate bulb, I know that seeping liquid on their fingers was happening. I was on a state of paralysis. Whatever they wanted to do to me, I was game to whatever they came up with.
Soon it became quite apparent. Frederick stood in front of me next to the bed, and I loved how his cock and balls felt in my hands. Brushing through his fiery red pubes, I took his lovely five inch thick cock in mI mouth with ferocity. Seeing his eyes clothes, and sucking his testes, I loved the taste of his aroused maleness. All the way in my lips, and as I burrowed down upon him, I felt pressure from behind. Strong hands on my waist and buttocks, and as Anthony's monster dick penetrated me, I subconsciously remembered to push down. He was gentle but I had never taken a guy this big. All I remember is breathing heavily, as while they had warmed me up, this could be more than I could handle. Yet his hands on my waist made me twitch, and as his cock head went in. It was as if the oceans crashed into an unmoving object, and I could hear his deep grunt. Yet bit by bit, it just shocked me how big he was, that throbbing and pulsating cock was in me and his breathing and moaning let me know he had hit paydirt. Oh wow it was if my spine absorbed this leviathan penis in me. All the stretching exercises and toys had not prepared me for this.
Yet soon as I focused on Fredericks cock in my mouth, and allowed my insides to just relax, I knew that I was making Anthony so happy. He was all in as I felt his large gonads on my cheeks, and the creaking bed was a reminder that while I was giving a blowjob, I was taking a beating in my tight ass. I remember crying out a bit, but yet it felt so amazing too. Always submissive I knew what I had to do, and to be bent over and be sodomized was what this man needed. His toy and my hole wrapped on to his sex organ, and wow did I love taking his lovers shaft in my mouth. My tongue flickering around the head and down, as I got plowed in and out, all with a rhythm that through me off kilter but ultimately one I could take. Just keep focusing on Frederick. He had such sweet tasting precum, and I loved how his nuts felt in my hands and mouth. I so could suck him non stop, as I was born to be a blowjob queen. He looked liked he had been through a storm, as he sweat profusely and just mumbled words that couldn't be distinguished. My bj game was still at its high level, as nothing felt more at home to me, than a cock in my mouth where I was in control.
Eventually it happened. They changed positions. With my legs up in the air, Frederick stood at the beds edge and was inside me. Despite having just been nailed by the largest missile ever inside me, I liked how his cock penetrated me. Already wet but lubed up more, be paid great attention to my shaved legs with his warm hands. As he put himself in me, I now was playing with Anthony's monster cock. In my hands I now felt, and my eyes helped me to see how truly enormous he was. I slurped him up, as his lover gave me himself into my insides. Oh yes Frederick also was touching my sensitive balls too. Oh I moaned and just kept at Anthony's cock like it was a multimillion dollar truffle to be doted on. Oh wow I had to extend my jaw a bit more than used to as I gobbled him up. Him grabbing my hair and gagging was so fucking hot, and I got excited, as I felt Frederick literally gliding on my prostate. He was on the g spot, and as I kept going down his lovers large cock, I literally shook like leaves off a tree on a windy day in autumn.
He was so good at it, that I tensed up. It was as if all forces of physics stopped. Their grunts disappeared, and as I swallowed up that large penis, a musical epiphany I can't put into words, landed with a thud of carnal pleasure as my cock literally blew up. My sperm was everywhere. Just glob after glob and as I screamed in bliss, I felt Fredericks cock shoot so much baby batter in me. If I was a woman I'd be pregnant as it just flew up at a high speed. His white milky liquid now was in me, and then as he pulled his manhood out, all I knew was that more was coming my way. His sperm slid down, but was blocked by Anthony's sex sliding in me. Feeling waves of pleasure, and now that gravity defying pressure in me again, I was more conscious of what was going on. Here I was spread out as the two lovers French kissed each other. I loved their display of intimacy. So personal yet for me, as their interloper to watch as Frederick gently played with those large testicles of his lover to a moan of appreciation.
So vulnerable I was. That monster was now making me hold on the bed for mercy, as I was now being watched by another's man plowing me so fiercely. Anthony was close. At least that's what I hoped as while I liked observing this sensual activity, every bit of me was sore in new ways. Frederick's blue eyes and mischievous grin were a sign. It was time for him to breed me. As they kissed and Anthony played with his lovers nipples, as Frederick caressed his balls, they emptied into me with tremendous force. Contents under pressure. Like it just kept shooting in me as Anthony howled as his DNA left him to enter my body that was his vessel to use. His eyes closed, sweat drenched, he slid that long thing in me as I finally felt that he was dropping in size. My rear end was thoroughly trashed, but I smiled at looked at them knowing we had something good. They stayed for awhile longer, kissed me, and I heard the front door closed.
Lying in bed I was a hot mess. My ass was leaking cum non stop, and my sperm was everywhere. All I know was that I smiled, and felt a sense of relief that I hadn't experienced for sometime. Sure I had plenty of men before, or even kids as growing up I was a happy gay person. Yet this was the pantheon. Falling asleep content, I knew that this was the beginning of something special. Ambers boyfriend was probably having a good time with her now that she'd be off work, but I doubted either of them would go through this type of sexual revolution. Falling asleep with a smile, I was so happy and at peace.