Date: Sun, 31 Jan 2021 17:55:54 +0000 From: John The Artist Subject: One Thousand Men 13 This is the fictional memoir of a gay man, told in the first person. The memoir began with the series C'est La Vie!, which covers the years 1970-1997. This series covers the year the narrator turns 40, 1998, and launches an ambitious project to have sex with 1000 men that year. Some of the stories in this series are based on actual experiences, usually embellished a lot, as well as completely fictional ones. They depict sex between consenting adult males. If this offends you, do not read them. These are my stories. Please respect the copyright. If you enjoy them, let me know at johntheartist@hotmail.com. Please Contribute to Nifty.org and keep this wonderful resource going! In the last chapter I described the high point of the sex party at Armand's, when he fucked me in a performance before all the other guests. After that, we were joined in the shower by the hot black twins and I then invited them home with me. 1000 Men 1998 DOUBLE YOUR PLEASURE, DOUBLE YOUR FUN When we got back to my apartment, we all sat down in the living room and talked for a while. I was hungry--I always am after having a prolonged sex experience--and so I got out some chips, salsa and beers and we munched and drank while we talked and unwound from the fun of the last three hours. I marveled at the twins. I had never met anyone like them before. Their names were Leon and Deon. They were the youngest brothers in a family of all boys and they had four older brothers. The oldest three brothers were straight and married, with young kids, but the brother just ahead of them was gay. He was five years older (they smirked and said that they were probably a "mistake") and when they were about fifteen and developing into young men with all the hormones that went with that, a friend of their brother's had seduced them and then they realized that men were what they wanted, not girls. Sometimes an incident like that can leave emotional scars, but for them, it was like opening hidden door that they did not know was there. They had a few "lessons" with their brother's friend before he left for the army, and they were left with each other. Without any gay friends, they started experimenting with each other, doing what they had started with the older guy. It just seemed like the most natural thing in the world to make love with someone that you had grown up with and loved so deeply as a brother. It never occurred to them that there might be anything unusual about that. When they turned eighteen and went to college, they started getting a lot of attention from other guys, and it was nearly always the case that if one of them went with a new guy, the other one would go too. Apparently, a lot of men had the same reaction that I had: we saw a hot guy, but there were two exactly the same! Double your pleasure, double your fun, as the jingle used to go. They met Armand through a mutual friend (it turned out that Armand seemed to know everyone in the gay community!) and had been to a few of his parties. They were now twenty-six years old and working as real-estate agents. I wanted to ask them if they had an hot encounters with clients but decided to leave that for later. I imagined that they must be successful in their work, at least with gay clients! I was getting hot listening to their story, so I stood up and said "Let's head into the bedroom." They looked at each other and grinned, stood up and followed me. As I went around the room lighting some of the candles, they both stripped, and when I was done, they were standing there naked with their erections at full staff. Leon came up to me and put his arms around me and started kissing me. Deon moved up behind me and pressed his hard body against mine. I could feel his big, hard cock pressing against my ass. His hands moved around to my chest as he kissed me on the neck, and he started unbuttoning my shirt. He was quickly done and he pulled it off, before starting on my belt buckle and zipper. When they were open, Leon stopped kissing me for a minute and bent down to undo my shoes and push my pants to the floor. Deon turned my head over my shoulder to his and we kissed as Leon removed my shoes, I stepped out of my pants, and he worked my socks off. Deon pushed my T-shirt up over my chest and found my nipples, working them while Leon stood up and pulled it off over my head. Finally, Leon hooked his index fingers into the elastic of my briefs and pulled them over my throbbing hard-on, pushed them to the floor and I stepped out of them, totally naked. Leon pulled me to his chest and started kissing me again, and I moved my right hand around his thick ebony pole. His body was hard and smooth and felt so good against my chest, and he moaned appreciatively as I slowly jacked his cock. Deon had his chest pressed against my back and I reached around behind me to take his cock in my left hand and do what I was doing to Leon. They followed suit, Deon taking my cock in his hand and working me to the same slow rhythm. We kept this up for perhaps five or six minutes, and then I decided I wanted to taste these two hot boys. I sank to my knees as Deon stepped around in front of me. They started kissing each other as I took turns sucking one then the other magnificent black cock. It was beautiful, feeling their throbbing hard poles probe my throat, then seeing the light reflecting off the spit-slicked surface as I moved from one to the other. The moans of all three of us were getting louder and more urgent, and my own cock was throbbing for release. I was afraid to touch it for fear that I would shoot right there on the floor, and I knew that I wanted to shoot someplace wet and warm instead. After another five or six minutes of me on my knees, I stood up and we all pushed together, taking turns kissing while I felt their tight, muscular, smooth bodies all over. Leon broke away from the other two of us, and lay on the bed with his legs spread and his arms out. I almost literally dove into his arms and he pulled me to his chest as we kissed and he wrapped his legs around my waist. Deon wasted no time, coming onto the bed behind me and diving down with his mouth between my cheeks, working his hot tongue around my hole, probing me with his tongue and driving me wild, as Leon humped his body up and down beneath me. I knew what they both wanted and was only too happy to oblige. I broke off with Leon momentarily, reached over to the bedside table for a couple of condoms--a regular for me, and a magnum for Deon--and I ripped mine open with my teeth as I handed his to him. I rolled mine on, then got the lube and worked a liberal amount onto my cock and Leon's ass before passing it to Deon and feeling him squirt it onto my ass and work it into my eager hole with his fingers. In the meantime, Leon had grabbed the bottle of poppers from the bedside table and was taking a deep inhale, as he handed them to me, he pulled his legs up to his chest and raised his ass, grabbed my cock and pulled me to his waiting hole. I took a deep inhale too, and passed them behind me to Deon as my cock pushed its full depth into Leon's waiting ass. A second later, I felt Deon's massive cock at my own hole and felt him pushing in. My mouth was locked together with Leon's as we started fucking, me the "lucky Pierre" in a sandwich between these two magnificent specimens of manhood. As he fucked me, Deon found my nipples and started pinching them, first softly then building to hard pinching and pulling. Usually, I don't like to have my nipples worked so hard, but this time it was really hot, and seemed to be a direct line to my cock and the pleasure it was experiencing in Leon's hot hole. One thing that I like about slim muscular guys is that they have a lot of energy and strength to work in situations where guys in less good shape would be challenged. Leon was true to form, pushing and bucking beneath the weight of both me and Deon, desperately driving himself to his climax. We had all, of course, climaxed at the party, so we probably lasted longer this time than we would have otherwise. Nevertheless, all three of us were eager to work to the finish, and an explosive finish it turned out to be. Leon started by shooting onto his chest, the first shot hitting him in the chin. The spasms of his asshole as he came set me off, and I starting shooting into the condom. In turn, my cumming set off Deon and I could feel his cock swell, then plunge in to its full depth has he loudly gasped "Oh, fuck, yeah!" and shot into his condom. After cumming, we collapsed together, me with my mouth back on Leon's again, Deon lying on my back and kissing my neck and ears. As we regained our breaths, and our cocks started to soften, Deon pulled out and stripped off his condom, and I did the same. We snuggled up together in a happy mass of man-flesh, ready for sleep. It had been a strenuous, active night, and we quickly fell asleep in each other's arms.