Vintage Thrills

By Anthony Palazzo

Published on Jan 6, 2013

Gay
  1. International Sights

I had noticed an ad in a local gay magazine offering the massage services of a Latino-Asian couple. Sounded interesting. Called the number provided and spoke with Angel. When I mentioned that rather than a dual massage, I would actually like to watch him get it on with his friend, he agreed without hesitation. We settled on price and Angel was encouraging as I signed off, saying: "Oh yeah, this will be fun. We'll really get into it for you."

The couple lived a bit off the beaten track, in a less accessible part of New York City. I arrived early, rang the bell, got no response and so I took a walk to kill some time. Sure enough, when I returned twenty minutes later, I was buzzed in. A smiling Angel greeted me at the door. He was shirtless and smiling. Tall and lithe, Angel had olive skin and dark hair and eyes. He had sharp handsome features not unlike actor Jimmy Smits. But not as tall. He introduced me to his friend, Lee. Lee was very thin and small in stature. He spoke with a heavy Asian accent, that I found a little difficult to understand at first. Angel spoke unaccented English, and it turned out was a Newyorican who could barely speak any Spanish at all. Angel was the friendlier of the two, and made easy chit chat as we became acquainted. I mentioned ringing the bell earlier, and he explained that Lee was with a client and so that is why they had not buzzed me in. We got to talking about porn videos and Angel told me that he was collecting Bjorn videos. He already had several and had just bought a new one. He described it to me, and I said that it sounded exciting. He offered to carry the TV and VCR into the bedroom and hook it up for us to watch, sort of as background entertainment, and I suppose to inspire him and Lee as they prepared for their performance. I said that sounded great. Lee was less enthusiastic and seemed more ready to get down to business without the frills. But then again, I realized that he was just with another client and was probably more tired and sated than Angel, and certainly less excited than I.

So Angel hooked up the VCR in a jiffy, and as we undressed we listened to the loud pantings of some Australian porn performers on the video. I glanced over at the exciting action on the screen but I actually didn't need any help in arousal. I was getting very turned on by this whole scene. Without much in the way of preliminaries, the guys stripped down and jumped on the bed with Angel on top of Lee. They kissed a bit, and Angel quickly headed south. He soon had Lee's dick in his mouth, and began to work it up. Both had small to average circumcised dicks. Angel sucked on Lee's cock and within a minute or so, I could see it growing in hardness and length. I had stripped out of my clothes, and knelt next to the boys and began to spur them on with dirty talk.

"Oh yeah, guys. Look at that. Such a pretty dick! Looks great in your mouth, Angel. Feels nice? You love sucking on that cock, don't you? Hey Lee, how is he doing? Feels as great as it looks from here?"

The boys responded mostly with grunts and smiles.

"Oh, I fucking love this. You guys are gonna make me shoot my wad before I want to. Look at how hard you've made my little Tony. This is worth every cent. I saved up my pennies for this moment, and you guys are delivering!"

This caused Angel to spit out Lee's cock with laughter. "Well, I hope you rolled the pennies into wrappers at least," he joked.

"Ah, I made you guys smile. Good. Now get back to work. Lick that cockhead and swallow your buddy all the way. Come on, you can do it. Let's see if you can get your nose pressed against his flat belly."

In a while, the boys changed positions, with Angel lying on his back, head propped up with two pillows, and Lee sucking him. Angel was interested in my dick which I was pulling on as I enjoyed the show. I moved closer allowing him to reach out and jerk me off as his buddy continued giving him a blowjob. I leaned over and played with Angel's nipples. He sighed, and seemed to be genuinely enjoying his work. As I felt myself getting close to coming, I tried to slow down Angel's hand. The boys in the porn film were fucking, and Angel was oohing and aahing as he described the action to Lee and I.

I leaned over and whispered in Lee's ear as he continued sucking off his roommate.

"Would it be okay if I fooled around with your butt?" Lee nodded yes, and so I extricated myself from Angel's hand, and told him that I was moving down the bed to play with his buddy's ass. I positioned myself behind Lee's skinny ass, and placed my hard cock in the crack facing up. I bent my knees and moved my dick up and down in Lee's asscrack as I watched him blow Angel.

Angel was very interested in this development, and strained his neck to see exactly what I was doing. The interest and excitement on his face seemed to be asking if I was actually fucking his buddy. Well, I guess it might have looked that way from his angle, but of course I wasn't. Which he should have realized since he knew how cautious I was about participating with them. Lee showed no reaction at all, except for a slight backward pressing movement into my crotch as I rubbed against him.

We continued with that position for a while and then all three of us moved on to the bed lying next to each other. Angel was on my left, I in the middle and Lee to the right of me. I was having fun playing with their cocks, rubbing their tits and slender bodies, and whispering compliments. After a short while, Lee began to lose patience with this enthusiastic client, and was clearly looking to end the scene. At this point I was lying on my side facing Angel, with my ass toward Lee. Lee reached around and I caught him signaling to Angel to jerk me off so that I would come already. Angel, my new sexbuddy, shook his head no, and with a gesture of annoyance, pushed Lee's hand away. But some things can be delayed for only so long. I had been hot as a July sidewalk for a half hour, and had been on the brink of coming a couple of times. It was just a matter of time before I could no longer hold back. Splat ! Thar she blows. Angel jerked himself to a nice come next to me and I loved watching his young cum arc into the air, and land on his tits. We ganged up on Lee and managed to get a little wet dribble out of his dick.

As I dressed, Angel told me that he and Lee were planning to move within a few weeks. They felt the part of the City that they were leaving was too quiet and out of the way, and so they were moving to Chelsea. Lee became friendlier and more talkative after his work assignment was over. He told me about his homeland, and also about several countries and islands that he had lived in and visited, where there are lots of young guys looking to sell sex. I told him that I didn't actually do this very much, but I doubt he believed me. Angel dismissed the whole conversation as ridiculous, saying that there were lots of boys for rent everywhere.

A few weeks after visiting Angel and Lee, I called Angel again, this time setting up an appointment for just the two of us. Although the threesome was fun, I actually enjoyed Angel more and wanted to focus on him more exclusively. This time I asked Angel how he was coming along with his Bjorn tape collection, and asked him if he could set up the VCR again. Ever accommodating, Angel lugged the thing into the bedroom again, and this time chose an old Bjorn film with lots of Moroccan boys. Hot, but half of the boys looked to me to be on drugs. Well, again, the film took a back seat quickly. Angel was flattered that I had called him for an encore and allowed me to direct the action. I told him that I would like to slowly strip him, which I did. When I got him down to his white jockeys, I prolonged the pleasure by enjoying his long, lean, dark body with lots of massage and kissing. I played with his cotton covered cock inside his briefs, teasing it with my fingertips, my nose and finally with my lips. When neither of us could stand it any longer, I pulled them down, and rubbed Angel's stiff cock all over my face. He assumed that I was finally going to swallow it, but no, I stuck to my basic ultra-safe games. At this point, I too was naked and I took Angel's hand and placed it on my hard cock. He played with it and after a while asked me if I wanted to do anything else. I told him that I'd like him to turn over so that I could examine his ass. He quickly obliged and I spread his cheeks and was treated to the sight of a hot, hot butthole, surrounded with black hair and begging for attention. Angel was breathing heavily. He waited, and waited.

Finally he said, "Uh, would you like me to clean up a little? He pointed toward the bathroom."

Oh. He figures that my thing is rimming and I'm too shy to ask. Well, no actually not. I just wanted to see his pretty asshole. Now I've seen it and I ask Angel to flip over again. The fuck film plays in the background but has been virtually ignored. The fucking and sucking sounds of the performers are our music as we play more innocent games. We rub against each other and talk a little and rub some more and enjoy some hand action and then some nipple licking and now little Tony is getting ready to erupt. As I look into Angel's almond shaped black eyes, he jerks me hard to a fierce cum. Oh, yes. Good.

E tu Brute? Well, okay I guess so, if it would make you happy, Angel's eyes tell me. So covered in white translucent semen, I fist Angel's cock until it throbs. He begins to whimper, thrusts my hand away and takes over. He bends his knees, grunts, and comes. He looks up at me with sheepish eyes. A problem?

"It's not very much cum,"

he says apologetically.

"Oh, not to worry, baby. It's great, and so are you."

Angel smiles and we lie in quiet calm in each others' arms for maybe ten minutes or so.

Finally I rouse myself, piss, clean myself up and begin to dress. We hug goodbye and Angel asks me to call again. I do, but I am told that the telephone has been disconnected. I check the ads for more than a year. I figure it might be fairly easy to find a Latino-Asian massage team. But I never find Angel again.

Next: Chapter 40: Young Love in the East Village


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