Apartment 607

When I moved into a multi-story apartment block, I naturally encountered many of the residents regularly. Of particular interest to me were a couple named Gary and Jill. Jill was a petite and attractive woman, but Gary was magnificent. At the risk of the usual clichés, he was a six-foot-tall blond hunk. My masturbation sessions after our first meeting got spent with Gary in mind. Being a straight couple, however, I believed that these were just silly fantasies. Gary and Jill lived on the sixth floor, and I lived on the tenth floor. I always enjoyed journeys with them in the elevator when I was lucky enough to encounter them.

One Friday evening after I had gone to a local restaurant, I bumped into them in our lobby. Upon entering the elevator together, after the doors closed, we got transported upwards. As the door opened on their floor, Gary placed his finger on the open button and asked, “Would you like to have a threesome with us?” My jaw almost hit the floor!

Jill enthusiastically smiled when I glanced at her. Then looking back at Gary, he had a shitfaced grin.

Gary continued, “We’re in apartment 607... See you in fifteen if you’re up for it.”

After releasing the open button, he and Jill went on their way.

Getting out on the tenth floor, I hurried to my apartment, very stunned. I sucked down a glass of water quicker than a dehydrated man in the desert. I paced around my apartment before looking at my watch, with eight minutes to go. After a further four minutes, I grabbed my keys and headed for the front door. Two minutes later I was standing at their front door, fixedly staring at the doorbell. With my heart thumping in my chest, I pressed the buzzer.

Gary opened the front door with a smirk on his face, “What’s your poison of preference?” He inquired.

Soon, I was sitting in their lounge sipping on a glass of white wine. For the next ten minutes, we sat in the lounge indulging in general chitchat. Gary then got up before proclaiming, “Let the fun begin.”

They both began casually stripping as if was the most natural thing in the world upon arriving in their bedroom. Hesitantly, I followed suit.

Once we were all naked, I got a good look at Gary. His cock was thick and floppy, and he was just fucking gorgeous. After he placed his hand on my shoulder, he leaned forward and gave me a sensual kiss. With his other arm, he pulled Jill into our embrace. In our triangle of lust, we kissed and stroked one another. I had never had sex with a woman before, let alone indulged in a threesome. Talk about ‘Killing two birds with one stone!’

I was then motioned over to the bed and asked to lie on my back with my head halfway off the side. Jill then placed her pussy over my mouth before leaning over and taking my cock into her mouth. I observed Gary moving up behind her and watched entranced as his cock entered her ass. Steadily, he began thrusting into Jill.

After a few minutes, Gary withdrew from her backside and inserted his cock into her pussy. After lifting her torso, he locked Jill’s arms behind her back. When he again began plunging into Jill, I licked his shaft and balls as he powerfully rocked back and forth. With my right hand, I began servicing my stiff dick. The sensual moans emanating from my accomplices drove me into horny overload. Announcing I was about to cum, Gary released Jill’s arms before she fell forward to swallow my load. Simultaneously, Gary pulled out of Jill’s pussy before pushing his cock into my mouth. Gary shot his seed down my throat as Jill tenderly licked my dick and balls clean. We returned to the lounge a minute or so later to have another drink.

With a grin, Gary asked, “How about round two in fifteen minutes?”

Smiling I replied, “I’m at your disposal, you can use me as much as you like.”

After moving back to the bedroom, Jill lay on her back before Gary instructed me to mount her. She guided my fully erect cock into her pussy before pulling my body down onto her. As we started kissing, I could feel Gary move onto the bed behind me. I felt lube being applied to my hole before he began his slow and deliberate penetration. Once completely in, he placed his hands on my sides and pulled my hips slightly upward.

Hugging my body, he whispered that I should allow him to control our momentum. With our bodies swaying rhythmically, I relished the two-way penetration. Caressing my body, Gary began to tweak my nipples gently as he nibbled and licked my ears. I placed my hands on his hips behind me, pulling him tighter into me. We continued like this for several minutes, all uttering horny murmurs of contentment.

Releasing my body, he removed his dick from my arse before instructing me to place Jill’s legs over my shoulders. Gary pushed my legs wider apart, and before long, I could feel him sliding his dick into Jill’s pussy next to mine. She began to writhe with ecstasy as his thrusting intensified. Gasping, Jill started having multiple orgasms. As Gary kept plunging into her pussy it gushed, soaking my thighs with her rapture.

I got so excited that my cock erupted seconds later. Shortly after, Gary also blasted a deluge of cum into Jill. Moving back to the lounge afterward, Jill magically produced a tray of snacks. As we enjoyed our drinks and refreshments, we swapped telephone numbers. They told me that they had had their first threesome four weeks before. A work colleague of Gary’s named Trevor had visited, and after they had all had one too many drinks, Trevor had ended up staying the night. That episode had now become a regular occurrence in their lives.

Trevor was super-straight, according to Gary. Comfortable as Trevor was with the two on one action, he was entirely unresponsive to any of Gary’s direct advances, with his focus entirely on Jill. According to Jill, Trevor was very hot, and she loved the double attention.

Gary said that although he would have liked their threesomes to be bisexual, he respected Trevor’s feelings. He was cool with Jill’s added pleasure and enjoyed watching Jill getting fucked by thoroughbred alpha-male. My visit was particularly enjoyable to Gary because he had been able to express his bisexuality. I got assured that I would be seeing more of them if I so chose.

I reassured them that I had had a wonderful evening and would be happy to join in whenever they felt the urge. After a final hug, a grope, and a kiss, I left for my apartment. Friday evening had been great, and I was positively looking forward to my next phone call from Gary.

Over the next few weeks, I did get calls from Gary and Jill. Strangely, I got turned on by our threesome despite my initial reluctance to the female factor. Jill was incredibly sensual, and the session did not bother me as much as I had originally feared. Maybe I wasn’t as gay as I believed. I have to confess, however, that the stimulation I was receiving from Gary was the focus of my pleasure.

I was invited for lunch by Gary and Jill on the following Saturday. Jill’s culinary skills were fantastic, and the three of us sat enjoying the labours of her marvellous talent. When Gary’s phone rang, it was clear he was communicating with Trevor. After a brief chat, Gary announced that Trevor was on his way and would be joining us in half an hour. We continued with our meal after the call. 

Thirty-five minutes later, the doorbell rang, and I finally met Trevor. Trevor was the exact opposite of Gary. Trevor was stocky and had a dark complexion, unlike Gary, who was fair and athletic in stature. Trevor was uber-masculine and very hot.  He stood around five-foot-ten in height and appeared to be as broad as he was tall. He wasn’t fat, but thickset, with huge hands and big feet. His hair and beard were jet black, and his eyes were so dark that they almost appeared black. The hair on his head was very short. Judging by his arms, he seemed quite hairy. When he greeted me, it felt like my hand was getting squashed in a vice.

After our greeting, he turned his attention to Jill. She got warmly embraced as his hands surveyed her contours. Trevor then also partook in the delicious meal while gulping down a beer.

After eating, Trevor informed us that he was as horny as hell. Gary gestured toward their bedroom before Trevor then arose and led Jill off in that direction. Soon, Gary and I were listening to sexual sounds emanating from the bedroom. Trevor was grunting and from their noises, it sounded like Jill was getting the fucking of her life. Gary casually mentioned that Trevor had one of the thickest cocks he had ever seen on a man.

After moving to the lounge, Gary and I stripped before I began sucking his cock. As I blew him, the sounds from the bedroom intensified. When Gary finally shot his load several minutes later, Jill was howling in ecstasy next door. With all the excitement from the bedroom, I shot my load down Gary’s throat moments later. As Gary and I relaxed on the couch, the crescendo from the bedroom reached fever pitch as Jill went ballistic.

When Trevor and Jill eventually joined us in the lounge, she was naked. Trevor, unfortunately, had his underpants on, so I got denied a visual of the cock Gary had described earlier. I ached with curiosity staring at the obscene bulge his briefs incarcerated. We continued drinking for a while before Trevor left to join a party he had got invited to attend. Once gone, our threesome moved back to the bedroom, and round three for the day was soon underway.

The following Sunday, Trevor and I were invited to lunch. Jill’s food was excellent as usual, and after a first-rate meal, Gary suggested that we all move through to the bedroom. After we stripped, I finally got a look at Trevor’s astonishing equipment, which was already erect and ready for action. The shank of his cock was incredibly thick and looked like a dark wooden log. His fat cock-head was elongated and pink and was at least three to four inches long. Above all, he had the heftiest balls I had ever seen. It was almost as if they had been artificially inflated and hung like a massive balloon under his dick. 

When Jill sat on the bed, Trevor kneeled before her and placed Jill’s legs over his shoulders. Soon we were listening to what sounded like a pig eating a ripe watermelon, as Gary and I witnessed the spectacle from either side of them. Trevor kept grunting like a boar, as Jill thrashed about with delight. After a few minutes, Trevor looked up at me, and with his beard dripping wet, challengingly asked, “Do you want some of this, Pete?” 

After getting up, Trevor contemptuously ushered me towards Jill, who had turned her body. With her knees on the end of the bed, she presented her pussy to me. I fell to my knees brazenly behind her and pushed my face into her saliva dripping pussy. Moving to the top of the bed, Trevor pulled Jill’s face onto his crotch. Behind me, also on his knees, Gary now entered my arse. Our fuck-fest ambled on merrily for the next several minutes before I heard Gary daringly ask Trevor, “Are you ready to swap places?”

After a lengthy pause, I heard Trevor tentatively reply, “Yeah, why the fuck not.” After the swap took place, I braced myself for an anal onslaught by Trevor’s fat dick.

Trevor did nothing gently, and his intrusion was hasty. As I reared up in surprise, he pushed my head down and barked, “Eat that cunt, boy, and stop acting like a sissy.”

I whimpered into Jill’s vagina as his log fucked my hole. My arse felt like it was being prised apart. After five minutes of hammering my butt, Trevor dislodged his dick from my arse and grabbed me by my hair.

Grunting with both fists full of my hair, he turned my head and smeared his genitals all over my face before unloading a waterfall of cum over my entire head. Gary by now had Jill on her back as he fucked the living shit out of her. Trevor scooped all his cum off my head and face and started feeding it to me. With his hands and genitals still wet with jizz commanded, “Clean your scum off me pussy-boy.”

I began licking his hands enthusiastically before turning my attention to his cock and balls. As I licked him clean, he cupped my head in his hands.

Next, Gary roared as he unloaded into Jill. Trevor appeared to be very contented with my service, and his cock remained hard throughout my attention.

When Gary and I moved through to the lounge later, Jill got her second pussy pounding from Trevor.

After Trevor and Jill finally joined us in the lounge, Gary asked if Trevor had sorted out his accommodation dilemma. Trevor was living with a friend whose girlfriend did not like Trevor at all. Having asked the girlfriend to move in with him, Trevor’s buddy gave him his marching orders, and he had a week left to find somewhere else to live.

Jokingly Gary suggested Trevor move in with me temporarily. Without hesitation, Trevor asked me, “Would that be okay with you, buddy?”

Smiling sheepishly, I shrugged my shoulders in approval.

Two days later, I helped Trevor move his suitcases into my apartment. When I told him that I had purchased a blow-up mattress for him as I only had one bed, he walked into my bedroom, and after looking at my king-sized bed he firmly stated, “You wasted your money, because this is where you and I will be sleeping, buddy. This bed is more than adequate for both of us.”

The routine over the next three weeks was rather interesting. Most nights, a swap took place as when Trevor went upstairs, and Gary joined me downstairs. As always, sex with Gary was great. When we had foursomes during this period, it always gave Gary pleasure to challenge Trevor into using my arse.

It was like a, ‘If you want to fuck my wife, you have to fuck Pete’s arse,’ contest. Trevor never bailed and always rose to the challenge. In my apartment, however, Trevor never initiated sex with me. Although we shared the same bed, and I occasionally felt his body next to mine as we slept, no action took place.

Three weeks later, Gary and Jill left for their annual holiday. For the first three nights after their departure, there was a continued lack of action in my bedroom, and I began to regret my spineless decision to accommodate Trevor. I was pulling on the short end of the straw and had a straight man in my bed. I imagined that for the following two and a half weeks before Gary and Jill returned, I would most probably have to jerk off in the toilet at work.

On the fourth evening after Gary and Jill’s departure, Trevor arrived in the bedroom naked after brushing his teeth. Intently observing me, he said, “Bro… I need a blowjob. My nuts are fucking full of cum and about to turn blue. I need to face-fuck you right now!”

Given his girth, the encounter was anything but successful. Almost choking to death, I told him that it was not going to work. Glaring down at me, he ordered me to turn onto my stomach. Falling onto me like a leopard attacking a small buck from an overhanging tree, he pounced on me. Spearing directly into me, he took his sexual frustrations of the past four days out on me. As he pushed my body down forcibly and fucked the hell out of me, my backside got pulverized by his thick log.

His raid was selfish, with only his gratification mattering to him. After he unloaded, I went to my lounge and sat there crying with frustration. A few minutes later, Trevor joined me. As he placed his arm around my shoulders I tried to shrug him off, but he was persistent.

“I’m sorry, I am very sorry… Please forgive me,” he said.

“Why, why the fuck did you hurt me like that?” I asked.

“I don’t know how to deal with this fucking gay stuff. I’m attracted to you, and it’s fucking with my mind.” Trevor then continued, “It’s easy fucking a chick because that’s the way I’ve always believed it should be, but with a guy… Well, that’s fucked-up.”

We sat quietly for a few minutes before he resumed, “It’s never going back to the way it was. When Gary and Jill get back from holiday, they are planning to start a family. Our get-togethers are over, Pete. I do not do well with women and most find me coarse and much too rough. The one female that I get it on with is Jill, but that is over now. Finished, fucking, done! I have spoken to her about her leaving Gary, but she just laughs me off. As much as I am a great fuck according to her, Gary is the man she wants. It’s all so fucked up.”

With the intensity of his revelation, I decided to break the ice by asking, “Want a drink?”

“Yeah… Whisky, make it a fucking double!” was his reply. We sat quietly for the next hour only uttering an occasional few words.

After two more drinks, we headed off to bed. As we lay in bed I said, “I don’t mind it slightly rough Trevor. I just do not like getting treated like a cheap whore. It has to be enjoyable for both parties.” For the very first time, before we fell asleep, he kissed me. It wasn’t a prolonged kiss, but sensual enough to make my heart pump faster. Contentedly, I drifted off to sleep.

From the following morning onward, there was a remarkable change in Trevor’s demeanour toward me. It wasn’t anything overly dramatic, but just enough to make me feel like less of a convenience. That night, I made every effort to impress and prepared a meal out of the top drawer. He went ballistic, and for the second time, I got a kiss from him. This time it was a little more sustained than the kiss from the previous evening. As our lips broke apart, there was a confused, almost nervous look on his face. I decided to diffuse the situation by going into a straight routine.

“Thanks, buddy, glad you enjoyed the food,” I proffered.   

It undoubtedly worked because I immediately saw a look of relief return to his face. After dinner, we sat in the lounge talking and enjoying a drink. After a while, I decided to bear my soul, taking the bull by the horns.

“Trevor, I don’t want you ever to feel like I am coercing you into my lifestyle. I respect the fact that you are straight, and I am not out to convert you. Yeah, I find you unbelievably appealing, but that is my problem, not yours. Please never feel obligated to me in any way. I’m gay and need some action from time to time. We can always work things out. If and when I get lucky after a night out, I’ll make a plan for myself in the lounge without disturbing you. You are welcome to stay here until you sort yourself out, no strings attached.”

After my speech, he observed me for a long while before uttering, “But if I am here, why would you need to get lucky?” Completely fucked I just shrugged like a confused idiot.

That night I had the best sex of my life! After getting into bed, Trevor kissed me. This time it was sustained, erotic, and unbelievably loving. When he finally penetrated me, it was tender and magnificent. Nothing got rushed, and his thrusting was slow and affectionate. His manic former persona had vanished and our lovemaking was stimulating, prolonged, and sensual. Never before had I ever scaled the heights that he took me to that evening. Our combined orgasmic release at the end of our session was mind-blowing.

Afterward, Trevor began sobbing like a baby. Clutching him in my arms, I stroked his back and head before he finally fell asleep.

From the following day onward, our relationship changed and Trevor became unbelievably affectionate. I was consistently hugged, kissed, and caressed, and it was as if all his demons had got exorcised.

The day before Gary and Jill arrived back from holiday, I asked him how he would handle seeing her again. Raising his eyebrows, he said, “Fuck her.”