Date: Sat, 18 Jul 2009 18:52:46 -0700 (PDT)
From: TJ <nsa_top@yahoo.com>
Subject: Bisexual: Encounters: A taste of garlic

Disclaimer: This story is fiction about sex with and for consenting adults
to enjoy.

I had to add a second job to my daily routine so I could met my bills.  I
found one at Golf Course restaurant.

I felt a bit like a male Cinderella because I was relegated to the kitchen
area unless I was busing a table or sweeping up.  I got to know the chef -
Gregorio, a true Italian from the homeland and Van the dishwasher, a new
American from Vietnam.  Both with accents that made me have to stop and
watch their lips when they gave me directions.  It wasn't very hard to
watch Gregorio's lips.  They were lips that your could suck on - they
pulled you to them - practically knocking you over.  Watching Van's lips
were way harder - he didn't move them much.  He spoke without even moving
his mouth and often he had a toothpick or celery or something in there as
well so I was always asking for him to repeat himself.  He was sweet guy,
petite in stature but strong and sinewy.  Muscle that danced as he rinsed
the pile of pots and pans and dishes.  He was Gregorio's best friend - they
had bonded in the kitchen here and let no one come between them.  They each
 had beautiful girlfriends who would show up late in the shift and they
would all eat together in the break room - actually Gregorio would fix them
all special plates and Van and he would take turns going in and joining
them Both girls appeared to be Latinas.  Very hot.  They laughed at me
after the girls would take off because I would be staring at their asses as
they exited.  Gregorio would yell at me "Hey keep your eyes off my girls
ass!" and then giggle like a schoolgirl.  Van would just put up one finger
and wag it at me and say - "tsk, tsk, tsk, uh-uh, no, no." and grin.  I
think they could tell that I was working my palm more than a pussy these
days.  It had been a while since I got laid.  During my last relationship
my girl friend introduced me to "her best friend".  She and her best friend
would fuck regularly.  She would use a dildo while we were fucking and
massage my ass hole and her clit and we'd fuck like rabbits with awesome
 sweaty screaming orgasm.  Sadly she and her best friend moved to take a
new job.  So I was back to my old best friend - my hand.

It wasn't long until I invited Gregorio and Van over on their day off - the
day that the restaurant was closed and they agreed to bring drinks, and I'd
demonstrate my cooking prowess.  Gregorio told me that he'd give me an
honest appraisal, be kind and then if he couldn't eat it, he'd fix dinner.
Van was going bring some rice wine and get drunk and eat.  I was looking to
get to know them outside the kitchen and having the guys over.

During the go-go years, I managed to get all the material crap necessary
for a nice house, including the house.  I put my money into it and so when
I got home, it was all the comforts.  It was definitely better than the
stature of the job that I had now and both guys were impressed when they
got there.  They looked like there were pretty comfortable and planted
themselves in the kitchen, of course, while we cooked, ate, and drank.

It was a shorts and tank top day in the valley.  Hot enough to sweat just
walking around but not too oppressive.  Gregorio was filling out his shorts
and top to perfection.  The Joe next door look with a big basket and
bulging triceps.  Naturally tan.  Van was looking like the ninja he was.
He looked like he could snap you in half - with practically no visible fat.
He had a great smile and was quick to share it if he found something funny
- otherwise his expression was flat.  He loved to shake hands - I couldn't
figure that out.  His hand would linger in mine and he would pump it as he
spoke the greeting or whatever and then he would slowly withdraw.  His
palms were soft considering his grip was brutal.  Gregorio would grip your
hand with one hand and then grab your elbow or forearm with the other hand
and work the shake.  It was very friendly. Manly!

We all hung in the kitchen working on the meal.  I asked them what their
girlfriends were up to and they both shyed away from the question with
mumbling "I don't know".  Weird I thought, whatever and I went on to ask
about their home lives and tried to get a snapshot of it.

We drank wine - red Italian, then rice wine, which I thought tasted like
syrup.  We were all getting a good buzz when during some more red wine the
conversation turned to the point that they both were talking at the same
time about how they'd gotten screwed up partying without the girl friends.
They told me they got busted by girl friends of the girlfriends when they
hit a strip bar on the way home one night, doing a few lap dances while the
BFF of their girls were watching and texting their girlfriends.  So they
were still in hot water.  Even tonight they both got crap for coming over
to my place and not bringing them.  I started to apologize for not inviting
them and didn't know quite what to say when Gregorio reached over the table
and put that giant hand on my shoulder and told me not to worry - we wanted
to come alone, but just in case when they ask you - make sure you tell them
we WERE here.

We all laughed and I asked if they had found a better place to drop into
where the girls might not find out what they were up to?

Gregorio slyly said "well that depends it might be this place, good food,
no pressure, and if you give a better lap dance than those chicks down at
Ricks!...well? "  We all laughed some more when I exclaimed that I wouldn't
know - I'd never actually seen a lap dance!"

More wine more laughter and Van just jumped up and said Lap Dances are easy
- watch! and off he went across the kitchen hips gyrating and grinding and
then he would squat projecting his ass out making circles in the air.  I
was frozen in shock!  But damn! he looked good!  He could really move his
Ass!

We were whooping it up when Gregorio seated at the edge of the chair said
in a pleading loud voice "aw, man, bring that over here.."  and dug out a
dollar from his shorts and started waving it at him inviting him over.  Van
nodded and made some animistic grunts as he twirled toward Gregorio and in
two or three turns landed with precision in front of his chair.  I could
feel the heat rise in my face cheeks when Van deftly landed his ass right
on the prominent bulge of Gregorio's crotch.  In up and down circles Van
massaged the lump from a bulge to a projection and was teasing him expertly
when he jumped out into the middle of the room, took a bow wave to me and
said ...- "your turn".

All three of us started talking at once and comments overlapping each other
started with me... "I don't Know...I don't think I ...How do I..." I
objected..

then Gregorio.."come one, it'll be fun, finish it off, hey come on..do me a
favor..come on." and Van flatly commanded - "just do it!" clapping his
hands together with the music.... "come on - you can do it - you'll be
great... do it! You'll see - it's easy!"

As I stood up they both squealed, whistled and whooped with delight - I
tried not to laugh as I attempted to keep my balance and put up my defense
"don't blame me if I'm no good, don't blame me..."

They continued to clap to the music that was playing.  It wasn't strip club
quality but it was lively and had a heavy beat so I just blended into it
and combined the years of bad club music moves with a hesitation step
something like Frankensteins first steps.  I got within reach of Gregorio
and turned to present my ass on his now obvious hard-on.  In my mind it
looked like I was about to take it in my ass but we were just guys having
some fun.  And the two of them were egging me on, "do it, do it" they both
chanted... Van was practically bent in half trying to get a view of the
contact and had his hand buried deep in his baggy shorts obviously working
his cock.  It was right about when I was lined up, I back completely to
Gregorio and I felt the warm contact of his crotch - Van whooped an "OOOOOH
Yeah" and Gregorio groaned an "OOOOOOOOH yesssssssssss" and my ass was all
touch and go and a touch and go...  I could feel the burn in my legs as
well
 as the heat from Gregorio's manhood - I realized that at some point he'd
dropped his shorts and I was now rubbing my ass all over his cock and balls
but with my shorts still on.  This was making me hot and I was getting a
hard on with the idea that I was rubbing against his raw Italian meat when
my knees buckled.

Trying to compensate for my knees, I jumped and lunged forward face first
heading toward the floor. Miraculously I did not make hit it.  On my front
shoulders, Van had caught me from tipping and on the other side Gregorio
had grabbed me both hands around my waist.

For just a few moments I was suspended in air with 2 sets of hands.
Gregorio spoke first with, "hey man, you OK there?"  Van followed - "yeah,
man you were doing great".

I was frozen ass-over-tea-kettle and didn't know what to say so I just
grunted an "uh-huh" - almost immediately Gregorio exclaimed, "you sure you
never did that before?  Your ass undid my button, pulled my zipper down and
pulled my cock out!  You must really want some cock!."  he added with a
giggle- Van echoed "yeah, that was awesome!" he giggle a little bit too.

Although it was just a few moments it felt like an eternity - still in the
position, Gregorio asked "your a natural, now if you could only suck cock
like the chicks at Ricks, this might be the happy ending we were looking
for" Van sank to a crouch and looked he in the face, smiled and asked "
Yeah? You up for it?"

When i grinned and didn't say anything Van look up at Gregorio smiled and
they lowered me to the floor.  By the time that the blood was adjusting
from all in my face Van was standing there with his shorts around his
ankles stroking his cock.  I looked from his cock to his face and back -
then back to his face and he was smiling big, pulling the skin back from
his uncut cock, offering it like he would an appetizer.  I opened my mouth,
stuck out my tongue and he laid his cock on it.  Gregorio was standing at
my side peering over my shoulder down at Van's cock as he gently slid it
in.  Deeper, deeper and deeper until it was buried.  It was like the knob
on a volume control for Gregorio - each inch it slid in he got louder and
louder mixing yes, yes, yes, awe yah, with grunts.  I could see his shadow
as he pulled on his cock with each thrust of Van's cock deep down my
throat.  Looking up at Van he had both arms out straight, his hands were in
fists
 as he humped my throat.  He cock wasn't thick but it was long and he
banged the back of my throat each time and with each hit he'd grunt another
grunt - it had to have been in Vietnamese because I didn't understand a
word.  I could just observe his lean body from the point of view of a cock
sucker from his crotch up and he was ripped!  His balls were low hanging
and slapped my chin as he fucked his way to his goal!

I was getting into the rhythm when Van started to tell me that he was
getting close to cumming and get ready, here it is, hmm, hmm, but it was
really meant for Gregorio.  That was his queue to slide his hand down the
back of my shorts. It was a direct hit to my cherry ass hole.  When his
thick Italian finger hit the hole I jumped and lunged forward burying Van's
cock deeper than it had ever been.  I gagged and buck but Gregorio's finger
assaulted my hole and I automatically jumped again and again forward
burying Van's cock each time deeper.  Van then grabbed my head and held me
down on his cock as fed me the blasts of cum and finished his orgasm with
heavy humping and long periods of holding me down to the base.

Gregorio's finger left my asshole and leaving my shorts wadded up below my
cheeks - ass fully exposed.  I was gasping panting as Van released me and
felt a sense of relief when his cock dropped limp from my lips.  He
immediately squatted and with both hands still in place on the side of my
face he looked me in the eyes and said "damn, that was good!"

I was about to speak when he suddenly and deliberately swung out of the way
and directly lined me up to take the big fat dripping Italian salami!  I
was staring down a fat brown cock with a head on it like a mushroom - but
as red as a tomato.  I craned my neck up to look at Gregorio's face and as
my face moved up, his cock pressed against my lips.  He encouragingly
nodding toward the cock and said "Take it".  He licked his lips and his jam
went slack as he inched his cock between my life all the way in.  When the
thickness began to stretch my lips I groan, He groaned and off to the side
Van was stroking his hard cock and he groaned sympathetically.

Gregorio put one hand on top of my head and guided his cock in and out at a
fast pace.  He wasn't quite as long as Van but double in thickness.  I
lapped my tongue around it each time he pull out to the tip and licked the
slick head like an ice cream cone.  He managed to slam it down a few times
but for the most part he loved watching my take his cock to the base and
then to the tip and letting my savor his cock head with my tongue.

My jaw was trying to show me who was the boss as it closed down but when
that happened it was like a challenge to Gregorio to pull it back open.

My jaw was screaming, my eyes were watering, my cock was aching but I was
loving it all. I could take it.  Deep and thick... I was really digging the
smell of the room, the left over cum from Van, the smell of the sweat
coming down the chest of the stud fucking my mouth - I closed my eyes and
got into the moment.  His balls were tight and thick at my chin like a
pillow every time he buried his meat.  His bushy crotch was a pillow
landing on my face each time.  I was so totally high and I was barely aware
of Van. He'd move to my ass and was moving my shorts further down my legs.
He deftly move my shorts out of his way and replaced my undies with his
face.  He buried his face in the crack of my ass and was drooling and
lapping my cherry ass.  I was both startled and ecstatic!  when he stopped
I physically responded with a groan felt all the way through my body.
Evidently it was the sign he needed to return to my pucker and continue to
work it.
 At first I thought that he was trying to push his tongue in my hole and I
played with the great sensation.  I would resisted and then relaxed -
alternating.  It was feeling so awesome!  But instead of his tongue playing
and pressuring with my ass hole, it was his long cock and he pressed in one
hard drive to the base into my cherry ass.  As I gasped from the
penetration my jaw expanded and just by his weight against my pushed me
forward to take the maximum face fuck from my Italian stud.  From then one
the two of them work together!  They played fuck my holes just as they
wanted and both came pounding hard and deep in each of my holes.  It was a
crescendo of a symphony if ever there was one.  Each of them pulled out of
me and I dropped to the floor my asshole quivering and cum dripping from
the side of my lips.  I was laying there in a totally fucked Daze!  I
watched as they walked around me both with their hands on their hips
panting like a
 couple of dogs after they fucked a bitch in heat.  They circled and panted
and circled watching me out the corner of their eyes.  Then they both
stopped at the same time like it was musical chairs.  Van was at my feet
and Gregorio was at my head.  They both crouched down next to me.
Gregorio's cock was awesome - still hard and dripping and practically
laying on the floor next to my face and Van was crouching straddling my leg
- his cock firm and heavy laying near my balls upward hard cock.  Without a
word, Van leaned in and sucked in my cock in a single slurp!  I lurched
forward when the electric bolt coursed through my body and I landed on
Gregorio's cock.

Gregorio took his cock and wiped it across my face as Van suck me hard.  I
stuck out my tongue and he poked it into my lip and toyed with me as Van
brought me up to a convulsive orgasm.  He ate it all.  They both fell back
from the crouch position to the floor and spread out like those old Hot
dogs on a summer afternoon.

I propped myself up and couldn't believe the sea of masculinity on my
floor.  They were both about to fall asleep where they lay.  It was zen.
Van breathed a few words out.."you have a tight ass and sweet cum..." He
was headed off to slumber.  I expected a comment from Gregorio of the same
flavor and I turned my head toward him.  My head was still just inches away
from his hips.  He had both hands under his head with hands lock behind his
neck.  He had a smile on his face. He cock pulsed and move slightly to
indicated it was still charged up.  It was leaking semen across his thigh
and the tip was just slightly covered with cum and foreskin.  I pulled
myself up and hovered above his cock within tongue distance.  Gregorio knew
this and flexed his cock up. It landed on my waiting tongue.  I was lifting
it and feeling the weight of it when a glob of cum oozed its way out onto
my tongue.  I slurped it in along with the head of his cock.  I
 smacked on it and dropped his cock out with a slap on his thigh.

He raised his head and through the smiley slits of his eyes looked down at
me staring at his fine cock.  He asked "you must love the taste of that?"

I nodded and agreed - "yep, tastes like garlic".

When the girlfriends came by for a "make up" dinner, I told them we hung
out, made dinner and they talked about them the entire time.  They thought
I sweet and wanted to hook me up with one of their girl friends.  By the
expression on the guys faces, she was the one at the strip club that got
them busted.  The possibilities were endless running through my head.
Gregorio reached over under the table and squeezed my cock when I agree to
do a triple date with them.  Van didn't say anything. He just winked.

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