Since that night at the gym, John and I had been talking about it a lot. We enjoyed it so much that we were thinking about trying a real threesome.
I went to John with idea of using gay dating applications to find guys. We both downloaded a couple of different apps and started looking around.
I'd been looking for a little over a week, checking guys out and chatting a little. One day I logged on and saw a familiar face at the top of the list. After opening the profile and having a closer look, I confirmed that it was the guy from the gym.
He went by the name of HornyJoe on the app. His profile picture was of him at the gym, topless.
I sent a text to John, telling him of who I had found and got a very quick reply, telling me to message the guy.
I sent HornyJoe a message explaining who I was and how much I enjoyed that night in the gym. We started chatting about sexual things, such as fantasies. I explained that we wanted to try a threesome with a hot guy. He instantly replied saying that he would love to join us. He want on to talk about a fantasy of having sex with brothers.
After a few hours of chatting, we swapped phone numbers. I told him that I would have to check with my brother.
When John came home, we started talking about HornyJoe. I told him everything that was said in the conversation. John was quick to decide that he wanted to do it.
I sent Joe a text, telling him that we were both up for it. The texts kept going until we agreed that we would do it the next day.
The next day, Joe was on his way to our house. He rang me to say that he was driving and that he was about half of an hour away.
"You ready for this baby?" I asked John.
"Yeah, I can't wait." He answered quickly.
"I'm a little nervous, to be honest." I confessed.
"Why?" John asked with a confused look on his face.
"I don't know if I want to see someone else fucking you." I said.
"He doesn't have to fuck me baby, not if you don't want it." He said in a sweet tone.
"But what do you want?" I asked.
"I would love to see someone fuck you." He said.
"I don't mind being fucked by someone else." I said.
Before we could carry on the conversation, there was a loud knock on the door. John went over to the door and opened it.
"Hello mate." He said to Joe.
"Hi." Joe replied.
John stood to one side, allowing Joe to enter the house. Joe was wearing some sweatpants and a loose fitting tank top. He made me think that it was a mistake for me to dress to impress. I was wearing jeans and a tight fitting shirt. Joj.clearly knew what he was doing,he was dressed pretty much the same as Joe.
"Take a seat mate." John said to Joe, as he closed the door.
Joe walked into the living area and sat on the sofa closest the door. I stood jumped off the other sofa, walked over to Joe and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Hi babe." I said
"Do you want a drink Joe" John asked from behind Joe.
"What you got?" Joe asked.
"Beers, wine and some vodka." John answered.
"Unless you want a soft drink." I interrupted.
"A beer would be cool for now mate." Joe said.
"Ok mate." John said.
John and I went into the kitchen to get some drinks. As I reached into the fridge, I turned to see a big smile on Johns face.
"What's with you?" I asked in a joking tone.
"He's fitter then I remember." He announced.
"I was thinking the same." I said, pulling a bottle of rosè from the fridge.
"Get me a beer out baby." John said.
I took two bottles of lager from the bottom of the fridge and handed them to John. John took them and left the kitchen, heading back to the living room. I opened the bottle of wine, poured myself a large glass full and left the bottle on the counter.
Before going back to sit with the guys, I stood in the kitchen for a few minutes. My nerves were raw, I wasn't sure if I could go through with it.
As I walked back toward the living room, I heard them talking.
"That one hurt a lot." John said.
I saw them both stood in the middle of the room, topless. Joe was pointing at a tattoo on the base of his back. I presumed they were talking about painful tats.
Joe had a lot more tattoos then John had. He had big demon wings tattooed on his back and a gothic looking design at the base of his spine.
I couldn't help but eye him up as I walked past him and over to the sofa that I was sitting on earlier. He was built like a tank. His huge chest was covered in another tattoo, roses and skulls.
I sat there in silence for a couple of minutes, enjoying the view of the two muscle bound guys. Scanning over Joe's body, I noticed a tattoo poking out of the top of his navy sweatpants.
"What is that one?" I asked pointing toward it.
"Oh, that's my favourite." Joe answered, teasing his waistband.
"But what is it?" I repeated.
"I'd have to take my pants off to show you that one." Joe said, with a little giggle.
"You'll be taking them off soon anyway." John said with that huge smile on his face.
"That's true." Joe said as he started to pull his sweats down.
He didn't just reveal his tattoo, he also showed off his tight underwear. His white boxers showed off his huge package perfectly. I was distracted but it for a few seconds before blinking my mind back to life and focusing on the tattoo.
The tattoo went right down his leg. It was of a demon looking guy, with huge wings. It was the tip of a wing that was peeking out of his sweats. I loved the tattoo, I found it sexy.
"What tats have you got then?" Joe asked looking right at me.
"He doesn't have any." John said, answering for me.
"I have not found the right one yet." I announced
"You would look even hotter with some ink." Joe said as he sat down.
"I keep telling him the same thing." John said, being a little cocky.
I said nothing in return, I just took a big gulp of my wine.
John sat beside me, placing his hand on my inner thigh.
"Did you enjoy watching us fuck at the gym?" John asked Joe.
"Hell yeah mate, it was hot." He answered.
John started to run his hand up and down my thigh, connecting with my cock with each upward motion. I looked into John's eyes as I felt my meat begin to grow. I sat forward a little and placed my glass on the floor in front of the sofa.
Taking hold of Johns face, I started to kiss him. Our tongues wrestled together in each other's mouth as I ran one hand over his naked torso.
"You two horny?" Joe asked from the other side of the room.
"I am, Mark always turns me on." John said, not looking away from me.
"I bet he does, your brother is hot." Joe said.
I glanced over at Joe and flashed a smile before continuing to make out with John.
Johns hands slid down my chest took hold of my shirt. With one quick movement, he ripped my shirt open. That turned me on even more.
I reached down and placed my hand over John's crotch. His cock was so had that I could feel it throbbing through his sweats.
"You two are so hot." Joe said.
I stopped kissing John and looked over at Joe. With his underwear being so tight, I could see that he was hard to. His solid rod looked like is was about to burst through the fabric.
I turned back to John and gave him a little smile. He must of known what I was thinking. He smiled and looked over at Joe.
"Go on then." He said to me.
I stood up, walked over to the other sofa and sat beside Joe. Leaning in, I planted a peck on his lips. Joe took a tight grip of the back of my head and started making out with me.
"That's hot" John said as he stood up.
After watching Joe and I make out for a few minutes, John came over to us. He stood right in front of with a hand in his pants, playing with his cock.
I stopped kissing Joe and turned toward John. I reached forward, took hold of his sweats and pulled them down. His cock bounced free, as he'd gone commando. I gripped his shaft with one hand and started to lick at his pre covered helmet.
Joe took my free hand and placed it on his crotch. I rubbed with cock through his shorts while taking John's rod into my mouth.
My mouth slid the whole way down John's ten inches. As I hit base, I felt a flood of pre slide down my throat.
With John's cock still in my mouth, I slid off the sofa and knelt on the floor in front of him. I worked my lips up and down John's length, listening to him moan.
"I want some of that action." Joe said as he stood up.
Joe pulled at his tight shorts until they were off. I saw his cock out of the corner, he was bigger then I remembered. He was at least two inches longer then John.
I took my mouth from Johns cock and turned to face Joe. I was desperate to try sucking his monster. With one hand I continued to stroke John's rod. With the other hand, I gripped Joe's cock. He was so thick, I couldn't get my hand all the way round it.
I licked at the tip of his throbbing monster, lapping at his pre. He tasted totally different to John, almost bitter. I managed to wrap my lips around his helmet and started to work my way down his shaft.
Being used to sucking my brothers huge cock, I found it easy to stretch my lips to the max and work Joe's shaft a little. I managed to get half way down his length and moved my mouth up and down him.
John clearly wasn't satisfied with my efforts. He grabbed to back of my head and pushed me further down Joe's rod.
"Swallow that cock bitch!" John demanded.
I let go of John's cock as I gagged on Joe's huge helmet. John moved closer to my face and started to stroke his meat.
John grabbed a handful of my hair and used it to force me up and down Joe's monster.
"Fuck, that feels good." Joe moaned as me pumped pre into my mouth.
"He is a good boy." John said, tormenting me.
John tugged at my hair, pulling me off Joe's cock. He tilted my head to one side and slapped his solid rod against my cheek. He hit me a few times, leaving spots of pre on my face.
"Open your fucking mouth!" John snapped, pressing his cock against my lips.
I parted my lips and allowed his wet helmet to enter my hungry mouth. He slowly slid half of his cock in and out of my mouth, keeping a tight grip of his shaft. He oozed pre onto my tongue, making a pool of it in my mouth.
"Swallow that." John ordered, pulling himself out of my mouth.
Without hesitation, I gulped it down. Nothing ever tasted as good as my brothers cum.
Joe sat back down on the sofa and started to play with his cock once again. He watched as John slammed his meat into my mouth. I gagged as John's rod hit the back of my throat. John fucked my mouth hard and deep, not once letting go of my hair.
I reached toward the sofa, in search of Joe. After knocking Joe's hand out of the way, my hand eventually found Joe's thick rod. Stretching my fingers as much as I could, I wrapped them around his shaft and began to stoke him slowly.
My own cock was already hard, but was made even hard by the feel of the monster in my hand and the one in my mouth.
John pulled his cock out of my mouth, slapped it against my face and wiped his pre over my cheek. Still holding my hair he pulled my head down to Joe's crotch.
"Lick those balls!" John demanded, pushing my face into Joe's waxed sack.
John let go of my hair, walked around the sofa and went up the open staircase.
Joe gently placed a hand on the back of my head, as I made contact with his balls. Sliding my tongue across his tight sack, I got a good taste of him.
Reaching up, I ran my hands over his six pack and up to his chest. I pinched his nipples, causing him to jerk upward.
The smell of his sweaty sack egged me on. I used my tongue to push one of his grapes up and into my mouth.
"Fuck!" Joe gasped as I sucked on his ball.
I slid one hand back down his body, slipped it across his throbbing cock and gripped his sack. Squeezing his rocks together, I took them both into my mouth.
"That's a good boy." I heard from behind me.
I was enjoying Joe's balls so much that I hadn't heard John come back down the stairs.
"Put your hands behind your back." John ordered.
With Joe's grapes still in my mouth, I placed both of my hands at the base of my spine.
John gripped one of my wrist hard, causing me to jerk and pull on Joes sack. I felt cold metal connect with my wrist and lock around it.
It did take me a second to realize what he was doing. He had gone upstairs to get a set of our handcuffs from the bedroom.
The second cuff was quickly closed around my other wrist.
"Move your ass back." John ordered, pulling at my hips.
I slid back, releasing Joe's balls. I was now on all fours with my face still in Joe's crotch. John's hands ran over my my denim covered butt.
"I fucking love this ass." John announced as he slapped it.
I felt John grip the denim that covered my ass. He pulled at it hard several times, eventually tearing the fabric. He continued to tug at the fabric until my underwear was on show. With another quick tug, my boxers were torn from my butt.
"That's hot mate." Joe said, almost congratulating John.
Now having full access to my ass, John started to tease my hole. His wet finger entered me, diving as deep as it would go.
"Oh fuck." I moaned as another finger was forced inside me.
John's two fingers slid in and out of my hungry ass. I was moaning loudly when Joe grabbed the back of my head.
"Suck this and shut up." Joe ordered, pulling my face toward his cock.
Joe was so hard that I could see it pulsating. I quickly wrapped my mouth around his helmet and started to glide down his fat shaft.
Joe was producing pre, quickly filling my mouth. With the monster taking up most of the room, the pre started to leak from the corners of my mouth.
John pulled his fingers out of my hole and brought them up to his mouth. He put his fingers into his mouth and sucked on them a little.
"Does that taste good mate?" Joe asked.
"Yeah, this bitch taste amazing." John answered.
"It gives good head too." Joe said.
I enjoyed being spoken about like I was an object, it turned me on more then ever.
John must of brought some lube from the bedroom too. I heard him squeeze the bottle behind me.
I moaned as John's wet helmet pressed against my hole. The moan was muffled my the massive cock filling my mouth.
"Fuck your brothers ass." Joe said.
"I'm going to make him hurt." John said, almost threatening me.
Without warning, John slammed his cock into me. This caused me to jolt forward, forcing my mouth further down Joe's shaft.
With my hand tied behind my back, I almost lost my balance as John started to pound my ass. John gripped my hips, holding me up and in place.
I moaned at the pain that John's cock was causing. It was the kind of pain that you enjoy more then dislike.
John picked up the pace and fucked me harder. I moved my mouth up and down Joe's long shaft, making him gasp for air.
"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum." John moaned loudly.
"Oh yeah, fill your brothers ass." Joe said.
John slammed his cock into my hole, as he started to shoot. I moaned as shot after shot hit my insides. He came so much that you would think that he hadn't cum in months.
"Oh fuck." John sighed as he collapsed backward, pulling his cock from my ass.
Joe gripped my hair and pulled me off his rod.
"I want a go on that." Joe said as he stood up from the sofa.
John came up to my head and sat in the seat that Joe had just left.
"Clean my cock bitch." John ordered me.
I opened my aching jaw and took his cock into my mouth. I sucked at his softening rod, cleaning it the best I could. It was covered in John's cum and my juices. John was right, it did taste amazing.
Joe squeezed at the bottle of lube a couple of times. His wet monster head managed to push it's way into me. After a little force, Joe managed to get half of his fat shaft inside me.
This was the most that I'd ever been filled. Joe was stretching me to the max.
"Fuck this bitch is tight." Joe moaned.
He started to fuck me slowly but very quickly picked up the pace, grinding my ass hard and fast. He didn't manage to get his whole cock inside me, but it sure felt like he had. The pain from his cock was almost too much the handle.
After a few minutes, Joe began to gasp.
"I'm getting close." He moaned.
I was expecting him to cum inside me. I was almost disappointed when he pulled out of me. He stood up and moved up to me head.
With John's soft cock still in my mouth, I watched as Joe began to wank himself off.
"Oh yeah." He moaned as the first shot of cum landed on my face.
He came so much, my face felt covered. Some of his cum landed on John's six pack. I released John's cock, leaned forward and lapped and the puddle.
After cleaning the cum off John I was pushed backwards. I ended up laying on my back with my hands underneath me.
"I'm gonna let the bitch cum." John announced.
He got off the sofa and knelt beside me. He opened what was left of my jeans, freeing my throbbing cock. He gripped it hard and started to stoke it. We both knew that I wasn't going to last long.
"I'm cumming." I moaned.
To my surprise, John delved forward and took my helmet into his mouth. I shot a huge load into his mouth which he swallowed without hesitation.
I stayed there for a second while I caught my breath. It wasn't until I rolled onto my side, that I realized how much my ass was aching.
John released me from the cuffs. I ran up stairs to the bathroom and washed my face.
"I should get going now." Joe said while picking his clothes up from the floor.
"You could stay if you want." I said as I walked down the stairs.
"Yeah." John said quickly.
We sat back down and finished our drinks before going up to the bedroom.
I had a great sleep, between the two hunks