First up, the usual stats. Im 35 (and not worried about it!). Ive been told Im attractive - not good looking, not drop dead gorgeous, just attractive - and Im active. Always have been. Visit the gym three or four mornings a week, bike ride most evenings after work, and on the weekends Im usually found on my surf kayak. I guess all this has given me a decent enough body, nice chest and pecs, good abs, and big muscly thighs - all in all Im happy with the way I look. But enough of that.
I live close to a big park, with horse riding tracks, bike tracks and running tracks. Its very popular with the guys, girls and families in our area. At almost any time of the day you can see people exercising, running their dogs, picnicing or just enjoying nature. In a big city this sort of area is greatly appreciated, and its where I ride my bike.
This event occurred one evening last summer. Id just finished a ten mile ride, and was feeling pumped. Id parked my bike and was lying on the grass enjoying the last rays of the summer sun. Id taken off my t-shirt and just had my gym shorts and sneakers on. The sounds of the city were barely audible in the distance, and I felt at peace with the world.
Suddenly my reverie was upsed by the feeling of wet sandpaper rubbing over my left nipple. I opened my eyes and was looking at the head of a huge Doberman licking the sweat off my chest. Suffice to say I got one hell of a shock.
Brute, Come here!
The dog looked up towards where the sound had come from. I turned to see a guy about my age running across the grass towards us. The dog turned and ran towards him. I sat up and tried to regain my composure. The guy came over to me.
Shit man. Im so sorry. Are you alright?
Yeah. A bit shocked, but not harmed.
Hes usually well behaved. I dont know what got in to him.
Its OK. He is a bit confronting. Hes a big dog.
Yeah, but hes stupid. A big stupid mutt. A bit too friendly sometimes. Im Charlie, by the way.
Hi, Im Greg.
He held out his hand and we shook hands. A firm grip, and dry hand - nice. He sat down beside me and I got a better look at him. About my age, a bit shorter than me, but stockier. Probably about twenty pounds heavier, but not fat, just well built. In fact he was real eye candy, to my eyes at least.
Im truly sorry about Brute.
Hey. Its OK, really. Just the initial shock.
The dog had wandered off again, and he called him back. He came running over and sat down between Charlie and me. I reached over and stroked his head.
He loves people. A real pussy,
The dog started licking my hand, then suddenly went back to my left tit. It tickled and I started laughing. Then I realised my nipple was getting hard, and my cock was reacting too. I hoped Charlie didnt notice it, but knew he probably did. Gym shorts dont hide much!
Brute, calm down. Behave. Hes not always like this.
He seems to like my sweat.
Yeah. Must be pherenomes or whatever. He does it to my partner, sometimes.
She like it?
So it was out in the open. My cock reacted to the news and I was no longer worried about him noticing it. He reached over and pinched my nipple, causing a shudder through my body. I could see his cock clearly defined in his Levis, and it looked impressive.
I live a couple of blocks away. Care to come back for a coffee, or drink? I feel I owe you something for the way Brute acted.
You dont owe me anything, but yeah, Id love to come back for a coffee or drink.
We got up and I tucked my shirt into the waistband of my shorts and headed out of the park, Brute leading the way and me wheeling my bike. He lived in a small house in a row of similar houses. They all looked well tended. We walked down the side of the house, and I parked my bike against the wall near the back door. As we walked in he called out.
Tom, weve got a visitor.
We walked through the kitchen, into a nice family room. One wall was entirely glass, and looked out into a neatly tended back yard. That was the second thing I noticed. The first was the ass of a guy who was bent over, pulling up a pair of denim cutoffs. In the corner of the room was an easel with a canvas on it and what looked like a landscape painting.
Oops. Sorry. I was just painting. I like to be comfortable when Im doing it.
Hey. Dont apologize. I enjoyed the view.
Tom. this is Greg. Brute attacked him in the park.
My God. Are you OK? He reached out and shook my hand.
Yeah. It was a friendly attack. His tongue on my nipple. No damage done.
Brute, bad dog.
I brought Greg home for a drink. Its the least I could do. Sit down, Greg, Make yourself comfortable. Coffee or a drink?
Coffee would be fine, thanks. Black, no sugar.
Yes please, love.
Greg left to make the coffee, and Tom started cleaning his brushes.
Sorry to interrupt your work.
Its not work, its just a hobby. And the lights going, so I should finish up anyway.
I looked round the room. There were a few paintings, landscapes, still lifes, and one portrait which I immediately recognized as Charlie.
You do all of these?
Yeah. It calms me down after work.
What sort of work do you do?
Im . . . were. . . public servants.
Theyre good. I like the portrait.
That was the hardest. Getting Charlie to sit for me. He was a real cunt about.
I was just telling Greg about painting you.
Oh. The bastard had me sitting for hours. It was so fucking boring.
But the result is great.
You think so? I guess it is.
Charlie handed me my coffee, and sat down beside me. I looked over at Tom who was watching us and smiling.
I guess I didnt need to put my cutoffs on, huh?
As I said, I liked the view.
Tom walked over to me and knelt on the floor between my legs. His hands ran up my legs, feeling my thighs and sneaked into the leg of my shorts, I spread my legs, giving him easier access. Meanwhile Charlie had his hand round my shoulders and was playing with my nipple. I leaned back and sighed. Encouraged he leant over and began sucking on my other tit.
Almost as good as Brute, Charlie.
He laughed. My cock was reacting to his and Toms manipulations, and the tip soon protruded from the leg of my shorts. Tom leaned over and licked my piss slit.
Mmmmmmm. Tastes nice.
He tucked his fingers into the waistband of my shorts and tugged. I lifted my ass off the sofa, and he pulled my shorts down, and off my feet. My hard cock slapped against my abs, leaving a wet spot on them. Tom grabbed it and pulled it down then slid his mouth round it. It felt warm and moist. While he was sucking he pulled down his shorts. He was as hard as I was. It was a nice cock too. Thick and uncut. My kind of cock.
They worked on my body for about five minutes, and I just sat there enjoying it. Then Charlie sat up.
Maybe wed be more comfortable in the bedroom.
Just what I was thinking.
They took my hands and led me upstairs to their bedroom. A big room with kingsized bed, and one wall completely mirrored Tom lay me on the bed and we got into a sixty-nine position. His cock tasted as good as it looked - clean, but slightly sweaty. Hed been leaking and was really slippery under his hood. My tongue was working overtime on his knob, while I slid my lips up and down his shaft.
Meanwhile, Charlie had stripped and climbed onto the bed behind Tom, spread his ass cheeks and was lapping at his pucker. I was looking directly up at him. watching his tongue digging into his lovers hole, while I was sucking his cock. It was so erotic. Tom was moaning around my cock and sending vibrations through it, right into my gut. I didnt know how long I could hold back from cumming.
Charlie had thoroughly wet Toms hole, so he pulled back, shuffled forward till his knees were either side of my head, and spat into his hand. He rubbed it over the head of his cock and pressed it into Toms ass. It slid in balls deep and Tom pulled his mouth off my cock as he arched his back to try to get more of Charlie into him.
Please stop, Greg. Im gonna cum if you keep going, and I want to hold off a while.
I pulled my mouth off his cock and lay there for a minute watching Charlies cock sliding in and out of Toms hole. Then I slid out from under him and got off the bed. Charlie pulled out of Tom and turnd him over onto his back, lifted his legs onto his shoulders, and slid back in. He leaned forward so that they could kiss. I was so engrossed in seeing them making love, that I almost didnt hear Charlie.
Fuck me Greg.
Fuck me. While Im fucking Tom. I want to feel your cock up my ass.
I climbed onto the bed behind him and he stopped fucking while I spread his cheeks and lapped at his hole, getting it ready for my cock. His ass was totally hairless, and his hole was dark pink in the paleness of his butt. It tasted nice. sweaty and musky. I could have eaten it for hours. But I knew that Charlie had a different agenda.
Please, Greg. Shove your cock in there.
I spat in my hand and rubbed it over my cock knob, then slowly slid into him. He grunted at the intrusion, then backed onto it, pulling his cock out of Toms ass at the same time. Then he started fucking. Tom and I just had to stay still while Charlie fucked Toms hole and my cock. He worked on us for about fifeen minutes, with me occasionally pumping into him, forcing him deeper into Tom. I was loving it, and from the moans and groans from them they were too,
Suddenly Tom yelled. Fuck, Im gonna cum.
Yeah, do it baby. Cum for me. Shoot your load.
Tom did as Charlie requested. He shot load after load onto his belly, Charlie fucked him harder and soon tipped over the edge, filling Toms hole with his juice. His ass clenched round my cock with each shot, and that was enough to set my juices boiling over. I unloaded into Charlie, and then fell onto his back. We lay there, a tangle of arms, legs and sweaty bodies. till our breathing returned to normal, then I slowly pulled out of Charlie and he pulled out of Tom.
The three of us lay on the bed coming down from our highs.
I need a drink.
Ill get them. Beer or soda?
Soda for me. What about you Greg?
Tom got up and padded out of the room. I watched him going. He had the cutest ass. High and round and firm. And it made it just so much better to know that he was carrying a load of his lovers cum in it. Charlie rolled over and kissed me on the cheek.
That was nice.
I thought so.
I turned my head and we were soon involved in a full on tongue duelling kiss.
Ahem. Sorry to interrupt, but your drinks are here.
We pulled apart and rolled onto our backs, then slid up to lean against the bed head. Tom joined us.
I hope this is sufficient payment for Brutes behaviour.
Well I would like to feel your cock in me, Tom.
Thought youd never ask. Give me five minutes and Im sure I can rise to the occasion.
I reached down and slowly jerked Toms cock. He didnt need five minutes. In less than a minute his cock was stirring, Charlie slid down the bed and took over from me, sucking Toms cock into his mouth.
The residue of Toms cum was turning Charlie on and his cock was starting to grow and harden too. He pulled off Toms cock and started working on my asshole. He had a really talented tongue, I relaxed my hole and felt his tongue snake inside, wetting me to take Toms cock. I rolled over onto my stomach and got onto my hands and knes. Tom took his position behind me, and his cock nudged at my hole.
I pushed back and engulfed his meat. He held still for a minute, then started pumping, It felt good. He was a true versatile, as good as fucking as he was at taking it. I heard him moan and looked across at the mirrored wall. Charlie was at Toms ass, licking and sucking his cum out. This was enough for Tom. I felt his cock stiffen even further and he blasted his load into me. Five or six shots into my hole before he slowed down and his cock started to soften in me.
Finally his cock fell out, I was about to straighten up when I felt a hand on my back, Tom had moved away, and Charlie was kneeling behind me, his cock hard and ready. I bent back down, and felt Charlie sliding into me. The reflection in the mirror was great. Charlie was fucking me, and Tom had got behind him and was sucking my load out of his ass.
Suddenly the phone rang. Tom pulled away and picked it up.
Its Tom. . . yeah. . . yeah. . . fuck. . . OK. . . about twenty minutes.
He hung up. Charlie was still fucking me as he turned to Tom.
Were called in.
Charlie pulled out of me.
Shit! Sorry about this Greg. Weve been called to work.
Hey, no worries.
Weve gotta get together and do this again. I want to finish fucking that ass of yours.
Just name the day and time.
We got off the bed and went into the bathroom. It had a big shower recess, enough for the three of us, We washed up, with a bit of playing, but I could tell their mind was on something else. We dried and headed back to the bedroom.
I was more than slightly surprised when they opened the mirrored doors of their wardrobe, and I saw their police uniforms hanging in there.