The secret threesome

In Romania, the DSS, better known as the Securitate, the secret police, spread fear and terror long enough until the 1989 revolution took place. Even after that, its long shadow remained as SRI to this day.

In a puritanical mood, homosexuality was punishable and had to be lived out in secret. But that didn't stop officers of the DSS from living it out.

Socialist Republic of Romania, late May 1977

Generalmaior Gheorghe Mihailescu held an important position in the Securitate and accordingly had to make many decisions and take responsibility. Hence his tension and at times extremely bad mood. He was 45 years old, had black hair and blue eyes.

No one knew, or at least pretended, that he had been having an affair, or even a relationship, with his 31-year-old aide Locotenent Tudor Cartianu for some time now.

Officially following Ceausescu's line, homosexuality was condemned as a foul decadence of the West, corrosive in socialism. However, Gheorghe had no problem dealing with this contradiction, saying one thing and living the other. Nothing about it. He needed and wanted sex with men. It made him happy and filled him up – literally.

Tudor noticed the pressure his lover was under as the two of them sat in Gheorghe's office. He eyed him intensely.

"What's the matter?", Gheorghe growled.

“You're in dire need of relaxation, Ghiu! Maybe we both need a change? I have an idea," Tudor purred.

"What is it?", Gheorghe asked suspiciously.

"Locotenent Emiliu Brancovici, who is also a . . . good friend, has given me to understand that he finds you extremely attractive. Maybe a threesome would be of interest to you? if you were into in a threesome? I could arrange that."

Gheorghe gave him a look as if he thought he was insane. Nevertheless, he immediately felt arousal and an immense pull in his loins.

“I see you would be ready. I know you very well, Gheorghe!'

"Of! OK! Well! Let's try it! Discreet, yes?" Gheorghe was nervous. Hopefully he didn't make a fatal mistake.

The big event was supposed to take place on the first Saturday in June. Gheorghe had his own house near Piteşti, where he could do whatever he wanted undisturbed.

He was excited, dressed in civilian clothes but barefoot. That Emiliu was also a member of the DSS and he had studied his file extensively. He had told Tudor that they should both come in uniform, as that made Gheorghe very excited.

31-year-old Emiliu finally arrived – along with Tudor. They wore their uniforms, with the blue patches on the collar and the blue border on the cap. Both complemented each other perfectly. Tudor, light brown hair, green eyes, Emiliu, black hair, dark brown eyes. Both slim and handsome, as Gheorghe liked them to be. Emiliu was very nervous.

"It is a great honour for me to meet you personally, Comrade Generalmaior Mihailescu!" He kissed Gheorghe's hand. That made him semi-hard.

"Call me Gheorghe. We're on our own."

"Mulțumesc, Gheorghe!"

Gheorghe took them to his spacious bedroom, tastefully furnished and containing a double bed. Tudor took Gheorghe in his arms after removing his cap and kissed him. Their mouths opened and their tongues curled around each other. They sunk into the sultriness and wetness of each other's mouths. Now Gheorghe was rock hard and he could feel Tudor's erection as he rubbed lustfully against his abdomen.

Still shy, Emiliu grabbed Gheorghe from behind, rubbed his hard cock against Gheorghe's butt, then licked and kissed his neck. He also bit down lightly, pinching but not hurting.

Tudor first stripped off his clothes from his upper body, then unbuttoned Gheorghe's shirt while Emiliu stripped off the top clothes as well. Tudor turned Gheorghe in Emilius' direction. In his arms, Gheorghe received his stimulating kisses as his tongue explored his mouth. After that he pinched Gheorghe's nipples and then sucked on them. They became hard and stiff. Tudor caressed Gheorghe's back with fingers and tongue and teeth. He moaned and groaned deeply. He shuddered and got goosebumps.

Tudor opened Gheorghe's trousers from behind and pulled them down, along with his underpants. He parted his cheeks and licked the slit until his tongue reached his anus. With great devotion he licked and nibbled it, repeatedly poking the tip of his tongue into it. Gheorghe's knees were beginning to weaken. Emiliu knelt in front of him and licked his dripping glans. He took him in his mouth up to the hilt. Suckled and nibbled on him. He kept thrusting into Emiliu's throat while clawing at his hair. Tudor skillfully fucked him with his versatile tongue. He squirted down Emilius' throat, who swallowed eagerly and then licked Gheorghe's dick clean.

Both then directed Gheorghe onto the bed. Emiliu and Tudor frantically undressed the rest. Tudor lay then on the bed, on his back, and pulled Gheorghe onto him, who found himself resting with his back on Tudor's chest. He was still dripping wet from Tudor's rimming, but nonetheless he slipped two more fingers into Gheorghe's body that made him groan. He felt Tudor's boner twitching and throbbing against his hole. He thrust his hips up and was inside him. Gheorghe felt well stuffed and cried out with lust.

Emiliu worked Gheorghe's cock until it was erect again and then mounted and dropped on him until he was lustfully impaled by Gheorghe. He was bouncing up and down violently as Tudor kept thrusting into him. He soon erupted inside him and Gheorghe felt a trembling double wave of orgasm as he shot his cum inside Emiliu.

  Vai de mine! Gheorghe loved being taken like that. Tudor slid out of him and Emiliu down from him. Gheorghe was flipped onto his stomach in a flash and over his shoulder he saw Emiliu forcefully ramming his cock into his throbbing hole. Man, did he have self-control! He'd come earlier when he'd blown Gheorghe, but that he'd been able to contain himself for so long?

Gheorghe clutched the pillow with a groan while Emiliu fucked him hard, grunting wildly. He would probably be a bit sore afterwards and loved it. He enjoyed Tudor's semen seeping out of him sticky and now Emilius's jizz spilled hot inside him as Gheorghe splashed onto the sheets. This ecstasy and euphoria was almost too much.

After that, Emiliu slid down to Gheorghe's butt and ran his tongue over his asshole. Vai de mine! He licked it clean there with relish, making ecstatic noises.

After that, the three of them snuggled together, sweaty, smelling intensely of musk and wonderfully sticky. Gheorghe hadn't slept that well in a long time.