My phone went. It was a message from a couple in their 50s. They wanted Ginge and me to have sex in front of them, as their libidos weren't good. "Would you rather fuck?" "Well, yes, but we thought we were too old for you". "Are you tops, bottoms, or versatile?" "I used to top, my partner was a bottom". "Don't worry, I'll bring some Viagra with me". We arranged to meet on a Sunday afternoon. We arrived at a nice house in the country and were greeted by two charming men, who ushered us into the lounge. Over coffee, they said that they've been together for 30 years, but over the last few, their sex life had declined. I slipped them a pill and asked who'd like to go with who, explaining that I'm versatile and Ginge usually bottoms. We went off to separate rooms. Once there, I took it slowly, giving the Viagra time to work. He was an excellent kisser. Easing his top off, his chest was a mat of grey hair. I kissed his neck, then down to his nipples. He held my head and groaned. Sitting on the bed, I unclipped his trousers, dropping them to his knees. The pill had worked, a nice, cut dick poked through the hole of his loose boxers. He pulled my top off, and I shuffled out of my jogging bottoms. As usual, I had no underwear. I put my finger in the waistband of his boxers and slid them down. His penis sprang out and hit his belly. He was very hairy. On the bed, I finished stripping him and kissed him all over. Rolling him onto his tummy, I kissed the nape of his neck, down his spine, and into his hairy crack. Pulling his cheeks apart, my tongue explored his rosebud. He moaned with pleasure. Feeling in the pocket of my joggers, I retrieved the lube and greased him up. "Fuck me, please", he implored. I penetrated to the hilt and waited. "FUCK ME". I pumped with long, slow strokes, from different angles. I turned him onto his back and re-entered, fucking him harder and tossing him. "Oh God, you're good, go for it". He took over the jerking as I banged him hard. He came with an impressive load. With a few more lunges, my jets fired into him. "That was fantastic", he complimented as we lay recovering in the afterglow.
In the other bedroom, they had stripped each other. The guy wasn't much into kissing, but Ginge wanted him well worked up before they fucked. His suitor was a very big boy, with an angry, mushroom head. Ginge could barely get it in his mouth. He was relieved to see a bottle of lube on the bedside table. The guy lay on his back, and Ginge smothered the man's weapon and his hole, and then impaled himself. He raised himself, giving the guy room to pump. Changing, Ginge knelt on the floor, gripping the duvet, and the chap took him from behind, with little finesse. With a roar, he was bred.
Back downstairs, they thanked us, saying they didn't think a little pill would be so effective.
On the way home, I pulled into a farm entrance and gave Ginge a BJ to relieve his aching balls.
It was a warm summer's evening. I was walking home in my shorts and T-shirt. My route took me through a park that was notorious for cruising, but being quite early, I thought I'd be OK. I was in the most densely wooded area, when I was grabbed by three guys in leather jackets. They spat on me and hauled me to the ground. Two of them held me down, while the other pissed on me. By the time the third chap pissed, mainly on my face, I was soaked. My shorts were torn from me, and my boxers ripped to shreds. They pulled me to my knees and face fucked me. I was then bent over and, one by one, they rammed into me. I became a merry-go-round, with cocks in my bum and mouth, until they unloaded. Stuffing their dicks back in their jeans, they pushed me backwards and ran off. I was left to retrieve my shorts and hobble home, stinking of piss, and cum dripping out of me.
Back home, I chucked my shorts in the bin and my T-shirt in the washing machine, and went for a shower. It was only while soaping myself that I was turned on by the experience. I lay on my bed, running the scenario through my head. With a finger up my sticky bum, I gently wanked, groaning as cum flew everywhere. I scooped some up and drank it before falling asleep, only to wake up in the night having a wet dream, something that hadn't happened in years.
