Date: Tue, 31 May 2016 18:17:59 +0000 (UTC) From: Rob Walter Subject: Hard Bedfellows Nifty is a marvelous resource for all of us, so please donate, to keep it going. Thank you! All comments are welcome. Please send them to rob23463@yahoo.com Hard Bedfellows By Rob Walter You expect a cheap hotel to be less comfortable and less pleasant than one that makes you pay more for your stay. Yet, that is not always true. On one of Florida's Keys, I found a hotel, or more precisely a motel, which advertised $19/night if you were willing to share the room. With a bit of luck, I thought, no one else will show up, and I will have total privacy. I paid the $19 up front, and was given a key to a room without ocean-view, but with easy access to the motel's pool. I took my backpack and went to the room. It had one queen-size bed, and after turning on the light, to my big surprise I realized that I had just waked up someone already in the bed. He, yes, mercifully it was a man, rubbed his eyes and roguishly laughing, said, "So you are the guy I am supposed to share this bed with." I could only see his head, his nice brown hair and matching brown eyes, his sensual lips, and the top of his smooth chest. He must have been some 20 years old, a few years younger than me. "Let me tell you right away, I always sleep naked," he continued and reprised the laughter, "I hope you don't mind. To start out on an even footing, why don't you also get naked." I was somewhat taken aback by this suggestion, but then I had nothing to hide except for a sudden boner. It tented my pants and my observant bedfellow volunteered, "If you are hard, that's fine with me, even finer than if your cock is just hanging there for no good reason." Encouraged by these words, I removed my shirt, shoes and pants and after giving my hard-on an exploratory stroke, jumped in the bed on my side. Barely did I lie there for a few seconds, than a hand slid under the cover to my hard dick and started stroking it. I turned toward the fellow, smiled at him, and reciprocated by taking his cock in my fist. Our cocks were about the same size (7 inches) and we enjoyed holding them in each other's hands. He slid up closer to me and started tonguing my right nipple. I moaned, and he began sliding down towards my crotch. I mussed his hair and gently pushed his head toward its goal. He pushed the blanket off our bodies and without much ado took my hard-on in his mouth. It felt simply marvelous. But now my companion turned around to where his cock was presented to my mouth. I tongued his cockhead and shaft and then he stuffed my mouth with his hard organ, which he pushed all the way to my throat. We were now 69-ing, and all this was so exciting that we simultaneously intoned "Oh, I am cumming!" and filled our mouths with sweet man-juice. It was now my turn to turn around and I placed my lips on his and we exchanged the fluids that filled our mouths. It was a kind if male bonding. In the olden days men bonded by cutting their arms and drinking each other's blood, anyway that's what old stories tell us, but now we are less violent and more pleasure-oriented, and so we drink each other's cum instead. I was getting hard again, and placed my cock near his asshole. He smiled and whispered, "Fuck me, please fuck me." Using his and my cum as lube I entered his rear chamber and started out. I then turned on my back and he sat up riding my cock. Holding him by his shapely waist, my cock was now massaging his prostate, eliciting an approving "Oh that feels so good!" At this point we heard a key turning in the door to our room and a third claimant to space in our bed turned on the light and, confronted with what was going on, this young man asked, "Hey studs, OK if I join you?" We both shouted "Yeah." The new fellow had on but a pair of gym pants, which he quickly removed and then appeared in the bed and fed his cock to the guy I was fucking. He then suggested, "Let's all cum together." The one thing none of us had yet taken into account was the cock of the fucked guy, so I started stroking it. It was total silence except for the squeaking of the bed, and occasional moans of deep pleasure by one or another of us. After about ten minutes of these marvelous goings-on, I announced, "I am very close." "So am I" the new guy replied and the fucked guy asked me, "Stroke it harder and faster." I honored his request, and in another minute all three of us squirted the fluid that on its way gave us the highest form of human ecstasy. In a bed quite wet with the sperm of three studs, embracing each other, we went to sleep, after having experienced perfect pleasure. The next morning, we went each on our way, I headed to Key West, my debauched buddies heading North to Miami.