Real Estate Pleasures

Gavin and Nick sat perched on stools at the bar, their bodies mere inches apart.

Their faces illuminated by a soft light filtering through the windows, casting intricate patterns upon their features. The scent of aged wood, hops, and fermented malt filled the air, intoxicating them both as they discussed the connection that had ignited between them the night before.

"I didn't expect things to escalate so quickly last night," Gavin confessed, his voice low and smooth.

"But you know what they say about expecting the unexpected."

Nick smirked, raising his beer to sip before setting it back down on the bar. "Well, sometimes life throws us curveballs, doesn't it?" He gazed deeply into Gavin's eyes, his own glistening with a mixture of excitement and curiosity. "And we just have to go along for the ride."

"Yeah" Gavin agreed, reaching out to gently touch Nick's hand. His fingers lingered there, feeling the warmth and strength beneath the skin. Nick looked up at him, his gaze steady and unwavering. The tension between them was palpable, a tangible force that seemed to fill the space around them.

"So, Gav," Nick began, his voice hushed yet commanding, "What do you really want?"

Gavin swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his chest.

He knew the answer to Nick's question, but revealing it felt like baring his soul. "I want..." He paused, searching for the right words. 

But his thoughts were disturbed by the sight of Ollie entering the bar. 

Ollie noticed the two men sitting together, their bodies close and their eyes locked in a heated stare. Ollie couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy.

As Gavin hesitated, Nick reached out and took his hand firmly in his own. "You don't have to say anything now, Gav." Gavin felt a wave of relief wash over him.

Ollie approached from across the bar, he couldn't believe his luck—two men who could easily be described as gods were both here, right now. He felt a stirring in his crotch as he walked toward them, the anticipation building within him until it almost became overwhelming. As he neared, he could sense the intensity of their connection.

Gavin and Nick shared a smile  as they acknowledged Ollie's presence. They sensed an opportunity unfolding before them, another chance to explore their desires. Ollie stepped closer, his eyes darting between Gavin and Nick as if trying to choose which to approach first. 

His hands trembled slightly, betraying the nervousness he felt. "Hey Guys," he managed to utter, trying to project confidence despite his jitteriness. "What brings you both here tonight?"

Gavin flashed a knowing grin at Nick, their eyes meeting momentarily before turning their attention back to Ollie. "We were just discussing some business" Gavin replied smoothly, placing a gentle hand on Nick's shoulder. 

"But I think we should take a break from all that and enjoy ourselves, don't you agree?"

Nick nodded, his eyes lingering on Gavin for a moment longer than necessary. "Absolutely." He turned to Ollie and smiled warmly. "What brings you here, Ollie? Just having a drink, or are you looking for something more exciting?"

Ollie blushed under the scrutiny of their penetrating gazes.

He shifted uncomfortably, unsure whether he wanted to admit how desperately he sought the same thrill they had previously shared. "Well," he eventually mumbled, swallowing nervously, "I guess I was hoping to find a little fun tonight."

The corners of Gavin's mouth curled upward in amusement. "Fun, huh?" He grinned slyly, his eyes sparkling mischievously. "I think we can offer you some of that."

All three  found themselves caught up in an infectious bout of laughter, as it subsided Ollie sat down, and Nick reached out to gently place his palm on Ollie’s shoulder. They talked as they sipped at their beers, allowing the warmth of the alcohol to slowly seep into their systems.

When their glasses were empty Ollie asked "Another beer, I think it's my round?"

Gavin leaned in closer, his breath hot against Ollie's neck.

"Why don't we forget the drink and go back to my place? "

Ollie felt his heart racing in his chest, his pulse quickening at the thought.

"Umm, I mean, yeah," he stammered, unable to tear his gaze away from Gavin's mesmerizing eyes. "That sounds like fun."

Nick's smile widened at his rival's boldness. "Perfect!" he exclaimed, clapping Gavin on the back. "Let's make a night that Ollie will never forget."

They exchanged a knowing glance, their intentions clear. Gavin stood up abruptly, his movements urgent and assertive. Nick followed suit, rising slowly from his stool, his eyes never leaving Gavin's face. The air around them crackled with anticipation, a silent agreement forming between them. Gavin led the way out of the bar, his stride confident and purposeful. Nick and Ollie followed closely behind, their hearts pounding in anticipation. They hailed a taxi, and the three men climbed down into the cramped back seat.

The close quatres amplified the tension between them, and Gavin could smell the cologne wafting off both Nick and Ollie. He knew that once they arrived at his home, nothing would hold them back. The unspoken understanding between the three of them was growing stronger with every passing second. Gavin could sense the anticipation thickening.

As the taxi pulled up to Gavin's house, the driver cast a curious glance at the trio inside. He wondered what kind of evening awaited these three handsome guys. Gavin flashed a wink at the driver, tipped him generously before stepping out of the car. 

The front door of his house creaked open, revealing a cozy living room filled with mismatched furniture. Gavin flicked on a lamp. Its muted glow cast long shadows across the wooden floorboards and reflected off the walls. 

"Can I get either of you a drink?" Gavin asked, already moving towards the kitchen. "I might need one myself!"

Nick chuckled softly, "Thanks, Gav." he replied, running a hand over  his cropped, black hair. He watched Gavin disappear into the kitchen, feeling the heat rise within him. He had never experienced such a strong attraction to someone before, but something about Gavin made him feel completely at ease.

Ollie shifted awkwardly, his nerves getting the better of him. 

He glanced at Nick, who wore a confident smirk, seemingly oblivious to any discomfort within Ollie. Nick removed his jacket and let it fall onto a sofa, and quickly loosened his tie. With just a few confident steps he approached Ollie and took his face into his hands. The stubble of Ollie's short beard felt rough to his touch. Nick's eyes roamed over Ollie's handsome face, admiring the boyish charm, his fair blond hair and beard, his blue eyes. Their lips met in a soft kiss, and Nick tasted the hint of alcohol lingering on Ollie's tongue. Ollie pressed his body against Nick's firm chest. 

Meanwhile, Gavin returned from the kitchen, carrying a bottle of wine and three glasses.

He set them down on the coffee table and raised an eyebrow at the sight of Nick and Ollie embracing. "Alright, gentlemen," he said, pouring a generous amount of wine into each glass. "You didn't waste anytime, did you?!"

Nick released Ollie from his embrace and accepted one of the offered glasses. "No" he growled, his voice deepening with lust. His eyes burned with intensity as he handed the third glass to Ollie. Gavin noticed the exchange and felt a surge of arousal course through his veins.

He took a long swig of wine, savoring the rich flavors as it slid down his throat. He placed the glass on the table and leaned back, allowing the tension to mount between all three of them.

Nick moved closer to Ollie, his eyes locked on the young man's face. 

Ollie hesitated for a moment,  His heart raced as he realized that this was truly happening.

Ollie gulped down the wine, the sweet tingle of the alcohol sending a fiery sensation coursing through his veins. He glanced at Gavin, who sat with a cocky smile on his face, watching the interaction with interest.

Nick gently removed Ollie's clothes, starting with his jacket. He slid it from Ollie's shoulders, allowing it to fall onto the floor beside him. The  material of Ollie's shirt felt smooth beneath Nick's fingertips as he carefully untucked it from inside his pants and undid the buttons. He pushed the two halves aside, exposing Ollie's pale skin.  Gavin watched intently, his breath held in anticipation. He took a sip of wine as he observed the two men in front of him. Nick's eyes were focused, determined; his movements deliberate and precise. Ollie's eyes reveal a mix of excitement and apprehension, his breathing shallow and rapid.

Nick placed a reassuring hand on Ollie's shoulder, pulling him closer. Ollie leaned into his embrace, his heart pounding in his chest. As Gavin watched, his excitement grew. He gulped the rest of his wine and set the glass down on the table. He moved closer to the pair, the air between them thick with anticipation. Gavin reached out, tracing a finger across Ollie's bare chest.  He ran his fingers over the toned stomach, and up towards his pecs. His hand ran through the fair chest hairs there, before running over his nipples. Gavin's touch sent chills down his spine. Then his  fingers returned downwards, over his stomach, and lower still until it stopped at the waistband of his pants. The material felt coarse beneath Gavin's fingertip, contrasting sharply with the smoothness of Ollie's skin.

"Take them off, Ollie," he whispers suggestively, his voice low and seductive. 

He reached out, taking Ollie's hand and guiding it gently towards his belt buckle.  Ollie gripped the buckle and undid it, and then slid down his trousers.  Slowly, he pulled down his boxers  revealing the bulge from underneath his underwear. Nick's lips parted slightly, his breath catching in his throat.

His eyes locked onto Ollie's exposed cock, standing in full erection, a sudden rush of lust enveloping him. He looks back at Gavin, whose smoldering gaze was fixed on Ollie's naked form. Ollie's cock pointed towards the ceiling, veins visible on his long shaft, his foreskin pulled back over it's purple and swollen head.

Gavin stared at it, imagining it sliding into his mouth. "That's a fucking beautiful cock." Gavin said, his voice low and hoarse. Nick's eyes wandered to it too, his gaze fixated on its size and shape. 

"Looks like you boys are impressed," Ollie said, his voice shaking slightly. "I hope you're ready for it."

Gavin chuckled and raised an eyebrow.

"Impressed? I'd say we're fucking eager, wouldn't you, Nick?"

Nick nodded, his eyes locked on Ollie's cock. "Yeah," he murmured, his voice husky with desire. "Very impressive."

Ollie swallowed hard, his heart beating faster as he felt the intense focus from both men. He glanced at Gavin, seeing the hunger in his eyes, and then at Nick, who was staring at him with a look of pure lust. It was overwhelming, and he felt himself becoming harder with every passing second. He looked down at his cock, watching it sway slightly as his heartbeat increased. 

"I want you both," he finally whispered, his voice barely audible. "I want you both to fuck me at the same time."

Gavin's eyes widened, his jaw opening slightly. Nick simply nodded, his expression neutral but his eyes burning with desire. Gavin cleared his throat, swallowing hard.

"We want you too, Ollie," he managed to croak out, his voice cracking slightly. 

He could feel his cock twitching beneath his pants.

Nick nodded in agreement, his gaze never straying from Ollie. The air between them crackled with electricity, the tension mounting with every passing second.

"So... what do we do now?" Ollie asked, his voice shaky and uncertain.

Both men moved closer, their eyes locked on him, their expressions hungry and eager. Ollie's cock throbbed, pulsing with every beat of his heart.

"Are you sure about this?" Gavin asked, his voice low and serious. "This isn't going to be easy, you know."

Ollie swallowed hard, his throat dry from the nervousness. "I've never done something like this before," he admitted, his voice shaking slightly. "But I trust you both.

Gavin's eyes shone with lust as he stared at Ollie. "We promise not to hurt you," he assured him, extending a hand out to touch Ollie's arm. Ollie visibly relaxed under Gavin's touch, his muscles softening. "Thank you," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Nick nodded, his gaze never leaving Ollie's face.

"We won't hurt you," he echoed, his voice husky with desire. "But we'll make you feel things you've never felt before."

Ollie swallowed hard, his heart threatening to burst from his chest. His cock throbbed, aching for release. He wanted both these men inside him, filling him up with their seed. But he wasn't sure if he could handle it.

"Lets start slow," Gavin suggested, his voice calm and soothing.

"No need to rush the good stuff. We'll take care of you Ollie."

They began to shed their clothes, exposing themselves to each other. As the garments fell away, Gavin revealed his well-toned body, adorned with muscles sculpted through hours spent at the gym. His skin was bronzed from days spent basking under the sun, adding to his overall allure.

Nick's appearance stood out starkly against that of Gavin.  His figure was leaner and taller.  The muscles on his arms and legs were well-defined, testament to years spent training as an amateur swimmer. His chest hidden under a web of black hair. 

They all stood proud, revealing their erect cocks, towering out in front of them.

As they looked at each other, their faces became flush with desire, their eyes filled with passionate intentions. The moment felt charged with sexual energy, like a live wire waiting to be ignited. In unison, their lips parted, their breathing quickened, and their hearts raced.

Their lips met passionately, their breaths intertwined as if to form an invisible bond between them. Their tongues became jumbled together, pushing forward with eagerness into each other's mouths. Their fingers traced paths along one another's skin, gently caressing and exploring every curve and contour. 

"You're so hot, Ollie," Gavin whispered, his voice hushed and reverent.

He started kissing Ollie's neck, his lips moving lower and lower down his body, until he was crouching and his face was level with the base of Ollie's cock. He paused to take in the sight before him, taking in every detail of his impressive length. And then suddenly his tongue traced the sensitive underside, causing Ollie to moan softly. Gavin's hands moved to cup Ollie's balls, gently squeezing them. Ollie gasped, his hips jerking involuntarily. He licked Ollie's cockhead, swirling his tongue around the sensitive flesh. He sucked lightly, teasing Ollie, who moaned, tensing his whole body, his cock throbbing and swelling even larger.

"Oh god, yes," Ollie groaned, his voice hoarse with passion. "Please, Gav, suck me harder."

Gavin obliged, intensifying his suction, his lips tightly wrapped around Ollie's cock. He bobbed his head up and down, expertly working his tongue and mouth. The young man squirmed, his moans and whimpers fueling Gavin's desire. Gavin took a moment to look up at Ollie, his eyes gleaming with lust and satisfaction.

"You OK, Ollie?" Gavin asked, his voice dripping with depravity. 

Ollie moaned loudly, his hips bucking wildly. "Yes!!" he cried out, his voice strained and desperate.

Nick felt an overwhelming sense of excitement as he watched. The room was filled with a palpable air of sexual tension. Nick could see the desire in both men's eyes, and it ignited something further within him too. His own arousal grew stronger by the second, and he found himself becoming increasingly captivated by the scene unfolding before him. 

He knelt beside Gavin, and approached closer,  until his own lips and tongue joined with Gavin's around the hard and now wet cock. Their mouths completed eagerly for every inch of his cock, their tongues clashing as they slipped over it's surface. Nick's hand moved around to Ollie's ass, and deep inside the crease of his ass cheeks. And then Ollie whimpered, his body tensing as Nick's fingers probed deep inside him. He could feel his anal ring stretching impossibly wide, accommodating Nick's probing digits. The sensation was overwhelming, a strange combination of pain and pleasure shooting through his body.

Ollie tried to relax, but his muscles tightened instinctively, resisting the intrusion.

Nick sensed Ollie's discomfort and slowed his pace, withdrawing his fingers and caressing Ollie's back. "Relax, Ollie," he said softly, his voice soothing and comforting. "Everything's fine. We're here for you."

Ollie nodded, his breathing returning to normal. He closed his eyes, focusing on the warmth of Nick's hand on his back. He concentrated on relaxing his muscles, allowing them to loosen and accept what was coming. Slowly, he felt himself begin to surrender to the sensation, the initial discomfort gradually giving way to a strange sort of pleasure.

"Good" Nick praised him, his voice hushed and encouraging. "Just stay relaxed and let yourself feel everything. Everything's going to be okay." He opened his eyes, finding Nick's gaze locked on him.

He saw a mixture of lust and concern in those piercing green eyes. It was an intoxicating blend, and Ollie found himself drawn to it. "You all right?" Nick asked, his voice low and soothing. 

Despite the discomfort, Ollie managed to nod.

"Just relax" Nick repeated, his tone calming and reassuring.

Those words resonated deeply within Ollie, the sentiment behind them bolstering his resolve. The young man inhaled deeply, centering himself before nodding. He steeled himself, accepting that he needed to trust these men implicitly. If he was to reach the heights of pleasure that they promised, he had to surrender entirely.

Nick watched Ollie closely, his eyes shining with admiration and concern. He admired the young man's resilience and determination, and his willingness to push past his boundaries.

"Ollie, listen to me," Nick spoke softly, his voice soothing and comforting. "You need to trust us. Let yourself go. Allow us to pleasure you."

Ollie nodded, his breathing steadying. He felt a strange sense of vulnerability and powerlessness, but also a deep bond with these two men he'd come to know well. 

"I trust you," he whispered, his voice hoarse. "I want this."

Nick's eyes gleamed with approval, and he slowly withdrew his fingers.

"Let's move over to the sofa" suggested Nick.

They settled down, Ollie on his back and Gavin and Nick kneeling.

Gavin positioned himself between Ollie's legs, aligning his cock with the puckered entrance of Ollie's asshole. He paused, gazing down at the young man lying helplessly beneath him. Gavin swallowed hard, his own cock throbbing painfully in his hand. 

"Easy" Nick soothed, his voice a gentle whisper. "Breathe. Relax. This is supposed to feel good."

Ollie nodded, clutching the sofa tightly.

Gavin wetted his fingers with spit and gently rubbed it against Ollie's hole, and then worked more over his cock head. 

"Yes, God, yes," he moaned, his voice echoing in the dimly lit room.

 As Gavin entered Ollie, the young man gasped, his body arching backwards in response to the intense sensation. Gavin pushed forward slowly, inching his massive cock deep inside. 

Ollie arched his back, pressing his ass harder against Gavin's groin, his cock throbbing with renewed vigor.

"Fuck me, Gav," he pleaded, his voice hoarse with desperation. "Give it to me hard."

Gavin complied, thrusting into Ollie with renewed fervor.

Each stroke drove deeper, tearing the last remnants of resistance from Ollie's body.

As Gavin relentlessly plowed into him, the younger man writhed and squirmed, his body begging for release. Each time Gavin's cock hit Ollie's prostate, the sensation overwhelmed him, his cries of ecstasy growing louder.

"Fuck! Yes! Harder!" Ollie screamed, his voice cracking with desperation. He clawed at the sofa, his knuckles white with strain. His cock throbbed, a string of precum leaking from the tip onto his belly.

Nick watched the spectacle unfold, his own cock rock hard in his hand.

He wanted to join in, to feel Ollie's tight hole wrapped around his own cock. 

"Ollie," he said quietly, his voice interrupting the moaning in the room. "Let me get underneath, then we can both take you"

Ollie nodded, his face flushing red. They shuffled into this new position.  Nick laid down on his back, Ollie on top of him, with Gavin kneeling before them.  Gavin and Nick exchanged a heated glance, their bodies aching with anticipation.

"Are you ready, Ollie?" Gavin asked, his voice gruff with desire.

Ollie nodded, his face flushed with anticipation. Gavin smiled, his eyes sparkling with lust.

"Then I guess we'll have to show you how much fun we can be," he said, his voice low and seductive.

He positioned himself between Ollie's legs, aligning his cock with the puckered entrance of Ollie's asshole. As Gavin pressed his cock against Ollie's puckered entrance again, he couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of the situation unfolding before him. Gavin took a deep breath, his cock throbbing with anticipation. He lowered his head, his lips brushing against Ollie's ear. He whispered, his voice hushed and reverent "I'm gonna fuck you so hard...."

Ollie nodded, his face flush with anticipation. 

As soon as Gavin had successfully positioned his cock inside Ollie's welcoming warmth, he watched with fascination as Nick began his own entry, his cock already hardened and ready for action. With a gentle yet firm grip, Nick grasped his stiff shaft and began to slowly push it towards Ollie. The tip of Nick's cock met the entrance of Ollie's body, causing both men to let out involuntary moans of pleasure at the sensation. 

Nick's heart raced, his pulse quickening as he prepared to penetrate Ollie. 

"Do it, Nick," Ollie breathed, his voice quivering with eagerness. "I want you inside me."

Nick grinned, his confidence surging. Seizing the opportunity, he gently pushed his cockhead into Ollie's awaiting entrance. The warm, tight embrace of Ollie's hole engulfed Nick's cock, sending waves of euphoria coursing through his body. Nick's grin widened. The young man writhed above him, his eyes glazed over with unadulterated pleasure. 

With a determined thrust, Nick slid his cock into Ollie's ass, reveling in the warmth and tightness enveloping him. Ollie let out a guttural cry, his eyes rolling back in pleasure. Nick's heart raced, his pulse quickening. The sensation of Ollie's hot walls clamping around his cock was indescribable.

"God, yes," Nick moaned, his voice thick with lust.

"Your ass feels amazing, Ollie."

Ollie's body convulsed, his muscles tightening around both Nick and Gavin's cocks. The sensation was overwhelming, a strange mix of pain and pleasure that shot through his entire body. Despite the discomfort, Ollie could feel himself beginning to surrender to the sensation. He focused on breathing deeply, letting go of any inhibitions standing in his way.

"You're taking our dicks  perfectly, Ollie," Gavin praised, his voice low and seductive.

"Like you were made just for us."

Ollie moaned loudly, his voice echoing in the dimly lit room. "Yes, God, yes," he begged, his voice hoarse with desperation. "Please, give it to me harder."

Gavin and Nick exchanged another heated glance, their bodies aching with anticipation. Their hearts thumped in their chests, adrenaline coursing through their veins. They could taste the sweet tang of sweat and arousal in the air, their nostrils flaring at the scent of it.

Nothing could prepare them for the intensity of the experience unfolding before them. As they watched Ollie, his face twisted in a mask of ecstasy, they knew that they would find pleasure beyond their wildest dreams.

"Ollie," Gavin murmured, his voice thick with lust. "Are you ready for us?"

Ollie nodded, his eyes glazed over with lust. 

Gavin and Nick exchange a knowing smile, their eyes meeting across the space.

"We promise not to hurt you," Gavin said, his voice smooth and comforting. He placed a gentle kiss on Ollie's forehead, his lips lingering for a moment longer than necessary.

"We'll make sure you enjoy every second of this," Nick adds, his voice low and sultry. He runs a finger along Ollie's thigh, tracing the lines of muscle.

Ollie shivered beneath Nick's touch, his breath coming in short, shallow gasps. He can feel his heart pounding in his chest, the anticipation building with every passing second.  Both Gavin and Nick started to fuck Ollie, alternating between themselves as they took turns thrusting into his body. 

Gavin would plunge his cock deep inside Ollie, savoring the feeling of the young man's tight hole wrapped around him. Then, without warning, Nick would thrust too. The rhythmic movements created a hypnotic dance of pistoning cocks, filling Ollie's insides with their hot, throbbing members.

"Ahh, fuck," Ollie groaned, his voice hoarse with pleasure.

"Fuck me harder, Gav."

Gavin grinned, his eyes sparkling with lust. "You don't have to ask twice, boy," he growled, his voice deep and commanding. Nick paused his fucking, leaving his entire shaft inside Ollie, as Gavin thrust deeper, his cock slamming into Ollie's tight hole, causing the young man to cry out in pleasure.

"Oh yes," Ollie moaned, his voice quivering with ecstasy.

"Harder!" 

"You sure you can handle it?" Gavin taunted, his voice deep and challenging.

Ollie nodded, his breath coming in ragged gasps. 

From the corner of his eye, Ollie noticed a mischievous smile cross Nick's face.

"Don't worry, Gav," he teased, his voice dripping with wicked intent. "I'll make sure he enjoys every single thrust." Gavin smirked, his eyes sparkling with amusement. 

Nick's arms extended forward, wrapping around Ollie with an embrace that spoke volumes about their connection. His firm grip conveyed a sense of security and trust between them.  As Nick's fingers caressed Ollie's body, they began seeking out the most sensitive spots. They rested on his nipples, rubbing and twisting them, sending shots of intense pleasure that made Ollie cry out. 

Gavin leaned forward, his eyes boring into Ollie's as he slowly slid his cock out of Ollie's ass. 

Gavin gave him a sly grin before plunging it back in, giving both Nick and Ollie a shock.

The sudden reentry caused Ollie to jolt, and Nick to wince. The three of them shared a laugh, breaking the tension between them. Gavin pulled out once more, this time giving Ollie a playful slap on the ass. Ollie grinned back, his heart racing. 

Gavin could feel his cock sliding effortlessly in and out of Ollie's hole, the friction of Ollie's tight ass, and the rubbing along Nick's shaft, sending delightful shivers down his spine. He looked down at the sight of his own cock disappearing deep inside Ollie's ass,  joining Nick's cock, only to emerge moments later, glistening. Gavin's heart raced, and his breath came in sharp, rapid bursts. He looked down at Nick, who was watching the proceedings with a look of pure lust etched onto his handsome features.

Gavin's eyes sparkled with satisfaction, his cock throbbing within Ollie's welcoming ass. He thrust deeper, his cock slamming into Ollie's tight hole, causing the young man to cry out in pleasure.

 With an intensity that seemed feral, he moved closer, bringing his bearded jaw within an inch of Ollie's face. His lips parted. As if possessed by some uncontrollable urge, he lunged towards Ollie, pressing his beard flush against Ollie’s cheeks, his tongue pushing deep inside his mouth in a wild uncontrollable kiss.  Their tongues came together, pressing against each other with equal strength. 

"Gav, stop for a minute.... it's my turn" said Nick, his cock still buried deep within Ollie's tight ass. He held Gavin's gaze, his bright green eyes shimmering with anticipation. 

"Ready, Gav?" 

Gavin nodded, his hips now stationary, his expression stoic. "You bet, buddy. Give him hell." 

Nick chuckled, his laughter echoing in the dimly lit room. Nick began to pump inside Ollie, thrusting his hips upwards, pushing his cock against Gavin's. Their shafts slid together slickly, coated in a sheen of saliva and pre-cum. 

Ollie let out a strangled cry, his breath coming in harsh, uneven gasps. The sensation of having Gavin's cock inside him, coupled with Nick's pumping, was unlike anything he'd ever experienced. His body buzzed with a strange energy, a combination of pain and pleasure that he hadn't anticipated. Ollie gripped the sofa tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force of his grasp.

"Ahh, fuck," Ollie gasped, his voice strained and desperate. "Fuck me harder!"

Nick gave him a sly grin before plunging back in, giving them both a shock.

The sudden reentry caused Ollie to jolt, and Gavin to wince. 

Somewhere along the line, they got lost in the moment, forgetting about the world outside. All that mattered was the incredible connection they'd forged, transcending all boundaries. As the trio continued exploring each other's bodies, the line between fantasy and reality blurred until there was nothing left but raw pleasure.

The sounds of their gasping breaths and skin slapping flesh filled the room.

"That's fucking good," Ollie groaned, his voice hoarse with pleasure. "Keep doing it."

Gavin and Nick shared a knowing smile, their eyes locked on Ollie's writhing form. They could feel his body responding to their touches, his muscles flexing and twitching with anticipation.

Nick, driven by an unrelenting passion, continued to thrust into Ollie with increasing intensity as the sensations coursed through him. His muscles bulged and rippled beneath his skin, displaying his raw power and desire.  As his passion reached its peak, his features twisted into an expression of sheer ecstasy. With a primal cry that echoed through the room, he unleashed torrents of cum, thrusting powerfully and forcefully into Ollie's body. 

The eruption was swift and fierce, his seed spewing forth, coating Ollie's inner walls. The sensation brought with it a burst of pleasure, overwhelming him completely. He cried out, his voice echoing in the dimly lit room. His body shook violently, his cock pulsating wildly as he emptied every drop of cum inside Ollie. The young man's body convulsed, his muscles tightening around Nick's and Gavin's cocks.

"Fuck, yeah," grunted Nick, his voice strained and desperate. "So hot. So tight."

Gavin couldn't help but admire the sight of Nick's powerful strokes, his muscular frame glistening with sweat. The man was a vision of virility, his features contorted into an expression of pure bliss.

"Look at those big, meaty cocks pounding your tight little ass, Ollie," Nick growled, his voice thick with lust. "Can you feel it? Can you feel the heat?"

Ollie whimpered, his body arching backwards in response to the intense sensation.

Gavin pushed forward slowly, inching his massive cock deeper inside.  As Nick's spent cock continued to remain lodged within, Gavin felt an uncontrollable surge of passion well up within him. The sight of Nick reaching his climax had left such a profound impact on Gavin that he couldn't help but be consumed by desire. In response to these overwhelming feelings, Gavin began to move at a faster pace, thrusting with increased fervor and determination. 

His cock surged forward relentlessly, each thrust punctuated by the moist, wet sound of skin striking bare flesh. The sensation was heavenly, arousing him further. Ollie responded enthusiastically, bucking his hips upward in rhythm with Gavin's thrusts.

"Ahh, yes, Gav," Ollie moaned.

Gavin doubled his efforts, driving his cock deeper and deeper into Ollie's eager depths.

His balls slapped against Ollie's thighs, the rhythmic tempo of their movements becoming almost hypnotic.

"Yeah, that's it," Gavin growled, his voice rough and demanding. "Take it all, Ollie."

Ollie's face contorted in ecstasy. The sensation of Gavin's massive cock invading his body was overwhelming, a strange mix of pain and pleasure that shot through his entire being. Nick's facial features contorted into an expression of delight, mirroring the overwhelming feelings coursing through him. As Gavin's rigid shaft gently glided back and forth along Nick's own cock, it elicited a wave of exhilarating sensations that sent tingles racing throughout his body. 

As Gavin reached the peak, he unleashed an explosion of raw passion within himself. His body trembled with every forceful surge, and his muscles tensed as if preparing for battle. With a series of powerful thrusts, Gavin shot his seed into Ollie, who lay beneath him, moaning softly at the sensation. His body seemed to absorb Gavin's release, welcoming it into his very core. The young man's muscles contracted around Gavin's cock, holding it firmly in place, refusing to loosen its grip until the last drops of cum had spilled out.

As Gavin's orgasm subsided, he gingerly extracted his cock from Ollie's willing body, the head slipping free with a soft pop. Exhausted, he collapsed onto the sofa beside them, his sweaty body glistening in the dim light.

The air was thick with the scent of sex, a potent cocktail of sweat, cum, and musk.

"Fuck, that was intense," Gavin muttered, his voice raspy and exhausted.

 "Sure was" Nick agreed, as he gently retracted his cock from within Ollie's warm embrace. 

As he did so, he couldn't help but marvel at how well Ollie has coped. The young man had been surprisingly resilient, adapting to the foreign sensations coursing through his body. He wondered if Ollie realized the full extent of his prowess and skill when it came to pleasuring others.

"So, Ollie," Gavin said, his voice thick with lust. "What do you think of us now?"

Ollie blinked, his eyes wide and innocent. "I… I can't believe it," he stammered, his voice shaking on the edges of disbelief. "It was so intense. I didn't expect…" Ollie trailed off, his cheeks reddening with embarrassment.

Nick and Gavin exchanged a knowing glance, their eyes conveying the unspoken desires burning within them.

"Well," Gavin finally spoke, his voice husky with desire. "There's some unfinished business". He looked down at Ollie's massive erection, which still stood tall and hard above his belly.

"I hope you're ready for round two, Ollie."

Ollie's eyes widened, his face flushing a deep rose hue.  

In his eagerness to please, he had totally overlooked his own urges. His erect cock, longing for release and relief, was left unattended. 

"Let's see what we can do with that....." grinned Nick.

Gavin smirked, his eyes glittering with mischief.

"Well," he drawled lazily, "you ain't seen nothing yet".