Date: Fri, 9 Feb 2024 13:42:09 +0000 From: Paul Biffin Subject: Cameron's Story, Ch2 Pete and I were hanging out more, though still living with parents, we'd often spend the night together. Pete was a 6', ginger, hair cropped short. He had piercing blue eyes, a 32" waist and a smile to die for. In bed we were both versatile, making sex varied and fun. After an evening in Kemptown, we'd head home, usually my place. My parents liked him and didn't bother what we got up to in bed. We were young and agreed to still see other guys. We liked to keep fit. It balances out the nights on the piss. Jogging along the prom for miles. We also joined a 24 hour gym. One night the town was quite boring, so we headed to the gym. We had lockers there for shorts and shower stuff. It was after midnight. There were only another couple of guys, helping each other with weights. They looked about 20. We worked our way round the various apparatus and did some cardio work outs, then used some of the weight training stuff, getting a good look at the other guys. After an hour we went to the small steam room, stripped off and relaxed, perspiration dripping down our faces. We found one another's dicks and were gently massaging them. The door opened, the other guys walked and asked if we minded sharing. My dick got harder. Both of them were fitties. They sat opposite us, we could just about see them through the steam. Pete and I thought we'd give them a little show, so we kissed and hands roamed over bodies, Out the corner of my eye, I could see the guys following our lead, kissing and stroking. Pete whispered to me and we knelt down in front of the guys and ran our hands up their thighs. There was no resistance. They carried on kissing as we tasted their cocks. I then kissed one of them up their body till my mouth met theirs and we had a 3 way kiss, tongues exploring, Pete got up, turned round and guided himself down on to a cock, impaling himself. The guy held Pete by the waist and they started fucking. The other guy stood up and lent against the wall, spread his legs a little, so I held his hips and entered him. After a while Pete got off his guy and lent against the wall next to us, so they could fuck alongside us. I felt my orgasm brewing, so pulled out and let it splash over the floor. I knelt down and finished the guy off with my mouth, Cum hitting my throat and dribbling out the side of my mouth, Pete was getting rammed hard now till with a final shudder, he bred Pete deep in his bowels. Pete shot his load on to the floor. We went to the showers, then left. We never saw them again. Over the months we had quite a few encounters in the gym. We still played with others, both together and singularly, still with our parents as property in Brighton is so expensive. Then Pete reminded me of my `whore' comment. We created a profile which we posted on well known hook up sites, hinting that our `services' were for cash. Amazingly, we were very successful, and started making money, though it wasn't all fun. Many of our clients were using us because it's the only they could get sex. One guy just wanted us to make love in front of him, while he wanked. Another bloke dressed as a schoolboy. We had to administer corporal punishment, I'd bend him over and smack his arse, then pull his pants down and hit him harder, which made him piss himself, so he was smacked for that. Pete forced his dick into the blokes mouth till it choked him, then came round and fucked him as roughly as he could. We emptied the condom into his mouth. I could write a book on our `clients'. We had enough money, not just to rent, but to put a deposit on a flat. We celebrated by getting engaged.