Date: Sat, 10 Feb 2024 16:40:38 +0000
From: Paul Biffin
Subject: Cameron's story 3 - moving on
Some months later we married. Just close family and friends, dinner in
the Ship hotel. Our I.T. workload was hard, made worse by the daily
commute. We would work from home, but the flat wasn't big enough. Our
partying became restricted to weekends. One evening we were hit upon by a
cute lad called Luke. He was slightly tipsy, but we chatted and danced,
before we invited him home. Indoors hands and lips were everywhere.
Stripping each other, we landed on the bed in a heap. Luke was very horny
, kissing his way down our bodies while Pete and I snogged above him.
When he got to our hard cocks, he swallowed mine and wanked Pete's,
before swapping back and forth. After a bit we hauled him up so Pete
could suck him while I ate his arse. He moaned blissfully. I lay on my
back, Luke straddled me, using his hand to guide my penis into him. Pete
kissed him, tongues duelling as Pete's hand found my cock, first holding
the base as I slid in and out, then getting 2 fingers inside with me.
Pete disappeared from view. Next I felt his cock alongside mine. He
gripped Luke's hips and forced his way in. Luke screamed, before
shouting Yes!, Yes! He was wanking furiously. He didn't last long, jets
of cum covering me. Pete redoubled his efforts and he unloaded inside
Luke and on my cock, he pulled out so I could bang till my cum joined
Pete's. He fell off me we all cuddled and fell asleep. Next morning we
woke to the smell of coffee. Luke asked to use the shower, so we gave him
a towel and spare toothbrush. We made breakfast, after which Pete
showered while Luke and I kissed. When I took over from Pete in the
shower, I've no doubt what the other 2 were up to. Once all clean and
fresh. We dropped on the bed. We kissed, hands groping, cocks being
tugged. Luke was between us as he turned me round, kissing and licking
down my spine, till his tongue fond my hole, slobbering it in saliva. It
was my turn to groan in pleasure. I didn't realise, but Pete was doing
the same to Luke. Luke eased forward and replaced his tongue with penis,
I yelped, then put my hands behind him to pull him further in. For a
while, Pete lay in front of me sucking my dick. One of his hands was
loosening up Luke's arse. Pete was then behind Luke, gripped Luke's
hips and stopped him pumping me while he entered. After a little while we
managed to find a rhythm, Luke pushing into me, then backing on to Pete.
After a few minutes, we disentangled, turned round and repeated it, so
Pete and Luke were now getting fucked, We then Lay side by side, wanking
ourselves to completion. Over the next few months, Luke became a regular
addition to our love making.
We were now 34 years old. We'd partied round Brighton half our lives and
we seemed like old men on the scene. Lots of gorgeous twinks doing as we
were all those years ago. We hankered for a new life.
I found a cottage in need of TLC on the Somerset, Devon border which
sounded idyllic. We booked 2 nights in a B&B for the weekend, thinking a
break would do us good anyway. Its a long journey, so we took half a day
off. Leaving Friday lunchtime. Rather than go via the motorway, we went
along the south coast, getting to the B&B teatime. Having checked in, we
found a local pub for dinner and a few beers. Next morning we visited the
cottage I found online and 3 or 4 others in the area, settling on the
original one. Negotiations seemed to take for ever, as we also had to
sell the flat. We managed to buy the cottage for little more than our
flat, so it seemed like a no-brainer. Four months after the viewing we
were the proud owners of a dilapidated 3 bed cottage in an area we new
nothing about! We soon learnt some basic handyman skills and it was fun
deciding on décor etc. We set out a logical plan for the renovations.
Using local trades and googling online, things slowly came together. The
middle bedroom became our office. We installed a new kitchen. Everything
else fell into place. To keep fit I'd run round the lanes in the
morning. Pete would run in the evening, while I fixed dinner. To add a
little spice to our lives (and make money, we hoped), we also fitted
cameras up in the bedroom so we could post our love making on some porn
platforms. We'd become so used to occasionally sharing our bodies, doing
it online was no big deal. Our work performance actually improved in a
more relaxed atmosphere.
One weekend we had planned to visit the parents back in Sussex. The
shortest way to the motorway was down a single track road. We rounded a
bend and found the road had mud and stones over the road, left from a
tractor coming off a field. 2 tyres burst. To make matters worse, there
was no phone signal. We could see the farm house In the distance, so
walked, hoping someone could help. We rang the bell and waited. The door
was opened by an Adonis. He was at least 6'2", with bulging muscles
everywhere. How his shorts got over the huge thighs I don't know. He had
short cropped blond hair and blue eyes. The figure hugging shorts left
nothing to the imagination. His T shirt had the sleeves cut off to
accommodate his biceps. We explained our situation and were invited in.
He was as charming as he was good looking. They had broadband , so he got
on his laptop so he trawled through the adverts till he found a mobile
tyre company that could help, but they would be at least 3 hours. We
resigned ourselves. He gave us his internet password, so we could phone
the parents to postpone till the following weekend. Adonis's name was
Sam. He showed us to the living room, put the TV on and went to make
coffee. In conversation, his Dad was out in the fields all day, Mum had
gone to Exeter. He was studying for a degree online and a rugby player.
He flicked through the TV channels, fining some rugby. He seemed lost to
the TV, so we held hands and chatted together. Seeing our hands, Sam
started stroking his thigh. We kissed, he stroked his bulge, he kissed
more passionately. He came across and stood in front of us, stroking his
now very big bulge. I put a hand out, Sam put it on his bulge. He leaned
over me and kissed Pete, asking if we'd like to go upstairs. We followed
him like zombies. His bedroom was very simple, with a large bed. He sat
us on the bed and peeled off his T shirt, revealing a six pack and huge
chest covered in a down of wispy blond hair. Mesmerised, we leaned
forward, our hands roaming over his abs and pecs, his nipples rock hard
and his cock uncomfortable in his shorts. With difficulty, I eased his
shorts down, revealing a penis that matched the rest of him. I leant
forward, licking the end of his cock. Not to be rushed, he hauled me to
my feet and our tongues engaged, Pete took over cock duties, taking as
much as he could in his mouth, Sam undressed me, leaving me trembling in
anticipation, even tough I'd had plenty of guys in the past, Pete was
also undressing. Sam whispered to me that this was all new him, he
intimated he would like Pet and I to make out, Together on the bed, we
were in an 69. As Sam played with himself, before stroking my arse. I
felt his warm breath and then his tongue on my crack. I reach behind and
stroked Sam's hair. I felt his tongue on my pucker. For a newbie, he was
amazing. He then went round and did the same to Pete, doing the same to
Pete. We shifted, so we were still in 69, with me on top of Pete. I felt
Sam's huge member huge cock at my hole. I squealed LUBE! He pulled away,
found shower gel and smeared my bum and tried again. This time he entered
me, making my eyes water. Nature took over, Sam stroking long and slow, I
went back to sucking Pete, Sam slowly increased both the speed and force,
so I was forced to let go of Pete's cock. With a roar Sam exploded
inside me, filling my guts, He hardness subsided and slipped out of me. I
collapsed on to my back, breathing heavily. Pete kissed me deeply,
reigniting my erection, that went with Sam's battering. Sam knelt
between us, wanking us together, I shot high into the air, the first jet
clearing my head, the second hit Pete in the face and the rest covered my
belly. Sam took Pete into his mouth, Pete lasted seconds before emptying
down Sam's throat. We lay on the bed together, gathering our thoughts.
Sam thanked us for the experience. We dressed, Sam chucking on some loose
trackies and went downstairs, put the kettle on and made sandwiches. Soon
after, his phone rang to say the mechanic would be here soon. We gave Sam
our mobile numbers, thanked him for his `hospitality' and returned to
the car. With the car fixed, there was little we could do, but return
home, avoiding the muddy road. A few weeks later I had a text from Sam
asking if he could drop by. He arrived straight from rugby and asked if
we could give him a massage. We led him to the bedroom, stripped him and
laid him on his front. He had a 2 man massage, clearly enjoying our
efforts. We turned him over, I started working on his shoulders, Pete on
his legs and thighs. His erection rose as Pete's fingers kept touching
his ball sack and I tweaked his nipples. I leant over kissing him deeply
as Pete took his cock in his mouth. Pete used the massage oil to lube
himself up and climbed on top of Sam and impaled himself on his massive
cock, Sam lifted Pete up a little and started pumping into the arse. I
placed my dick in Sam's mouth, wanking the base of it. Sam upped the
tempo until he shot deep into Pete as he pumped and exploded, hitting me
in the face and cum all over Sam's chest. That was enough for me and I
filled Sam's mouth. We relaxed, Sam used our shower before heading home.
Over the months Sam needed a lot of massages, wearing us out every time.