Cameron's Story

A few weeks later, I received a text from Sam, asking if he could drop by after rugby. When he arrived, he looked shattered. We kissed and made him coffee. He asked if we did massage. Our eyes lit up and we led him upstairs and undressed him. We laid towels across the bed and asked him to lay face down, with his head off one side and his feet off the other. I started on the neck and shoulders, using fragrant oils to ease the tight muscles, Pete was on his feet and calves. I worked on down through the shoulder blades to the lumbar region. Pete moved up to the thighs, then onto the cheeks of his bubble butt, sliding fingers into his crack, making him push back contentedly. We asked him to turn over. His cock was pointing to the Gods as I leaned over him and our tongues met. I went back to work on his pecs, running oily fingers around his erect nipples. He closed his eyes, sighing. Pete was on the tops of his thighs. With every upward movement, he brushed his scrotum and his cock seemed to grow even more. Pete got on the bed between Sam's legs, poured oil on Sam's cock, running his hands up and down. He then used the oil on himself, straddled Sam and eased down all the way, I slid my dick into Sam's mouth. Pete lifted up slightly so Sam could pump into him. I wanked the base of my cock a Sam thrust harder into, Pete. With a final lunge, Pete was filled with Sam's semen. Pete exploded hitting Sam in the face and covering his torso. I shot down Sam's mouth. He swallowed most. I licked off the rest. Sam had a shower as we slung our dressing gowns on. Sam kissed us and went on his way.

It became quite regular for Sam to look by to 'de-stress'. We decided to up the anti. Next time he came, we met him wearing silk robes and PUMP! jock straps. We led him upstairs as usual. I took him into the shower, soaping him all over, giving special attention to his lovely member. Meanwhile, Pete prepared the bed and set the cameras rolling. We said we'll do his front first. We diligently went about the massaging, his pole standing proud, Pete was at his front. me on the legs. We asked him to rollover. I climbed on the bed between his legs, and massaged my way up from his feet to his arse, I put a liberal amount of oil on his crack, and eased a finger into him. He responded, pushing back. Pete covered his back in oil and I fell on top of him, slithering around, my cock rubbing between his thighs. I got on all fours above him and trailed my dick up and down his arse, till he shouted DO IT! I pushed gently in, he groaned, I lifted myself into a push-up position and fucked him, Building up speed till I unloaded inside him. I pulled out and Pete took my place, fucking much harder, till he came as well. We turned Sam onto his back, he jacked and shot the biggest load I'd ever seen. He showered again. Downstairs, us back in our silk robes, we gave Sam a pair of shiny, baggy basketball shorts and asked him to come round tomorrow. 

That evening, over wine, we edited the film, carefully pixelating Sam's face. When he arrived next morning, he was wearing his baggy shorts, we had loose jogging shorts on. We talked about the previous evening, we could see he was already getting excited. Then we put the TV on and clicked play. His eyes were on stalks as we watched what seemed like 3 strangers making out and fucking on screen. We had our dicks out, jacking. As the film reached it's climax, I came over the laminate floor. Pete went over and suck Sam off and wanked over the floor himself. After we told Sam about our way of making extra cash and with a little persuasion, agreed to let us upload it, The film brought in loads of money, which we shared with the Adonis, Sam