And Bob Makes Three

I was in a bar in a part of town I don’t usually go to, and felt the urge. I’m not voracious, you understand, and generally not particularly adventurous, but do like a good dicking now and again. I got out my phone, and logged on to my favourite app. I’m not the best looking guy in the world, and am now on the wrong end of “young”, but I’m not bad, and do okay when I want it. I’m Dillon.

It didn’t take long before I had a message from Tim. Tim was a handsome asian guy, smooth and nicely toned. He and his partner, David, were nearby and interested in fucking me. I had never had a threesome, but two guys having their way with me was a fantasy, and I’d been wanting to explore my less vanilla side. Needless to say, I didn’t need to be asked twice, and headed to their apartment.

When I rang their bell, I suddenly felt nervous, but my dick was hard and I took a deep breath. Tim opened the door, and he was as handsome as his profile picture. He was also already in his underwear, and kissed me deeply as I entered. David was also in his underwear, lounging on the sofa. He was not bad looking and I rather liked his brown-haired, otter body.

“Get undressed,” Tim instructed. I obeyed, liking the lack of awkward pre-coital conversation.

As I stripped, Tim played with my nipples and felt my arse. I sighed appreciatively and he kissed me again. When I was done, he lead me over to the sofa and sat me down. He dropped his underwear, and pulled me in to suck his nicely-sized cock. He held my head, and gently fucked my mouth as he hardened.

Tim pushed me down on to my side, so my face rested on David’s furry stomach. I loved the feel of his hair on my face, and nuzzled into it. I reached up and freed his semi-hard dick, and took it in my mouth. It wasn’t particularly long, but very thick and stretched my mouth. As I did this, Tim fingered my arse. Before long, I could feel him mount the sofa and the tip of his dick pressed against my arse hole. I consciously relaxed, and tried to concentrate on David’s dick to ignore the pain, as Tim’s cock slid into me. He hesitated once he was all the way in to let me relax, and then started to gently fuck me. The pain gave way to pleasure, and I moaned my encouragement around David’s dick.

Tim seemed to be enjoying my arse, but David wasn’t as enthusiastic. I’d been hoping for one of those hot, spit-roasting scenes, but this was tamer than my fantasy. David got fully hard, and I felt his hand on the back of my head. The pressure increased as he forced me further down his cock until I gagged audibly. David grunted in malicious pleasure, and I suddenly realised what he wanted.

The threesome wasn’t the only fantasy I had. I pulled off David’s dick and said, “You can be rough, if you want.”

The room went silent as Tim stopped his gentle fucking, and I saw him look to David, expectantly.

“Yeah?” David said. “How rough?”

I hesitated, inwardly warring between horny fantasy and fear. I steeled myself, and said, “Nothing too extreme. I’ve wanted to, you know, try some stuff… If you guys are interested, we could see how it goes. I’ll let you know if I don’t like anything.”

“Okay,” David said, and got out from under me.

Tim withdrew from my arse, and started fingering me again, a lot rougher than before. I gasped with pain/pleasure.

David climbed on top of me, his dick toward my face. With one hand, he pinned both my arms above my head. With the other, he slapped me hard across the face. I looked up at him, shocked. “You’re going to be a good little bitch boy, aren’t you?” He said, leering down at me. Before I could answer, he grabbed me by the hair, and forced me to nod. Then he shoved my mouth onto his cock, driving it down my throat. I gagged and struggled, but he held me down, and proceeded to rape my mouth. At first I was taken aback, but gradually got into it, and surrendered to being used.

“Fucking whore,” David said, and spat on my face.

Tim was busy, really working my arse with his fingers, and I squirmed with discomfort and delight. He stopped for a moment, and then I felt a lubed dildo touch my hole. It was rather bigger than his dick, and he worked it into me without care. I moaned as loudly as I could with my mouth so full, and Tim started roughly fucking me with the dildo. The more I moaned, the harder he went at me.

I was overwhelmed by the turn of events. A bit frightened, but increasingly enjoying the feeling of being used. It was strangely liberating.

Tim extracted the dildo and shoved his cock back into me. This time, he pounded me, slamming against my arse. David dismounted, turned and sat back down on my face. “Lick my arse, bitch boy,” he said, and forced his crack down on my mouth. I started licking his hairy hole, running my tongue around and into it. I groaned as I felt him go to work on my nipples. He alternated flicking and tweaking them, before full-on grinding them between his fingers.

Suddenly, both of them got up off me, and David asked if I was having fun.

“Yes,” I gasped.

David grabbed me by the hair again, and walloped me so hard across the face, I was a bit dazed. “Whore’s say sir.”

“Yes… Yes, sir,” I stammered.

Still holding my hair, David dragged me up to my knees. Tim pulled my arms behind me, and handcuffed me.

“What?” I said, suddenly frightened again.

David held the back of my head with one hand and choked me with the other. “You’re ours now, bitch.”

Tim pressed up against my back and started working my nipples, making me cry in pain. David let go of my head and then slapped me again. He then grabbed my scrotum and squeezed. Tim took one hand away from my nipples to hang gag me as I squealed louder. David was staring into my eyes and obviously enjoying my distress.

I was then shoved over the back of the sofa. David took me from behind. His dick was thicker than the dildo, and at first I felt like he was splitting me apart. Tim went round to the back and took my head in both hands. He fucked my face as hard as David had, but mercifully wasn’t as big. For some time, they just pounded away at me. I was just a fuck toy at this stage, and pretty much helpless to resist, even If I’d wanted to.

Eventually, David tensed up and froze as he slammed into me. I could feel his cock throbbing inside me. Tim didn’t let up on my mouth until David relaxed and withdrew.

“Your turn,” David said to Tim.

“The table,” Tim replied.

David grabbed me by the hair again and dragged me over to the dining table. He bent me over it, face down and I relaxed, already worn out. Then they pulled my legs apart and duct-taped my ankles to the legs of the table. I realised I was at the perfect height for Tim to have another go at my arse.

David pulled my head up by the hair, and before I knew it, shoved a red ball gag into my mouth. I groaned in protest as he strapped it tightly behind my head, and he slapped me again for good measure.

Tim fucked me again, vigorously. Pulling me up awkwardly, he pinched my nipples violently as he violated my hole. Eventually, he too came inside me.

They left me bound to the table, while they washed off, cum trickling down the inside of my leg. I grunted to them to untie me.

“You’re not done yet, bitch boy,” David told me.

Even though I hadn’t cum, I was so spent, I dozed off. When I came too, they were manhandling me on to my back. Too groggy to resist, my hands were cuffed again above my head, and tied to the top of the table with a cord. My ankles were then shackled to a pole, holding them apart, and this too was tied to the top of the table.

I was wondering what was next, when there was a knock at the door. My eyes shot open in dismay. What the fuck?

David let someone in and the three of them came over to inspect my helplessness.

“This is Bob,” David introduced the new comer. “Our neighbour. He’s straight, but women are hard work, so we let him get off with our bitch boys now and then. Bob, this is Dillon. Our whore for the night.”

Bob was middle aged, but kind of cute with black hair and a moustache. “Is he okay?” he asked David, seeing how worn out I was.

“He’s fine. This little cum-slut is having a great time. Have at him.”

Bob got undressed. He had a dad bod, covered with thick black hair, and was oddly sexy. I so wanted to run my hands through his furry chest hair. He had a decent sized cock, half buried in a thick thatch of black pubic hair.

Tim got down on his knees and took Bob’s soft dick in his mouth. David put his arm around Bob’s shoulder and pressed Tim’s head into his crotch.

“Don’t worry, Dillon,” David said down to me. “Tim’s just getting Bob ready.”

Once Bob was erect, David guided him over to my arse, while Tim lubed first me and then Bob. Bob slid his cock into my arse slowly. I moaned encouragement, and this emboldened him. He fucked me harder and harder, until he was pistoning into me. I guessed even when he was with a woman, she wouldn’t let him fuck her like this. That was fine by me. I was really getting off on this hairy DILF.

He railed me with his eyes closed, but I enjoyed every look of pleasure on his face. I just wished I could suck on those hairy nipples, while he used my arse. I had to settle for the sensation of his hairy chest rubbing against the back of my legs when he pulled me to him. David and Tim took up station on either side of me, and sucked and worked my nipples. I didn’t want it to end, and Bob lasted longer than I expected. Eventually though he grunted out his orgasm, and relaxed out of me.

David removed the ball gag, and continued to work my nipples while tonguing my mouth. Tim moved down to my cock and sucked me, fingering my arse at the same time. It didn’t take long for me to cum, shooting loads into both Tim and David’s mouths.

I was a bit disappointed Bob had left when the guys finally released me.

“Did you have fun?” Tim asked, as they saw me to the door.

“Fuck, yeah,” I replied, earnestly. I gave them my number, and told them they could use me again anytime they liked. “Could you give Bob my number, too?”

They agreed, and I staggered home.

About once a month, Bob would call me, and I got to worship his furry body. I’d suck his nipples and cock, and he’d pound me senseless. A year later, he found a girlfriend – lucky bitch – so our sessions petered off.

Less frequently, Tim and David had me over to rough fuck me. They continue to explore my limits and desires.