We had already dispensed with the idea of saunas, little or no kissing or foreplay, clinical fuck and go, with every chance of catching a nasty.
With the success we had with Clive, we continued with the gym, hoping to meet more like minded men. We went two evenings a week, mainly to get fitter and check out the other guys, and we chose Sunday mornings, knowing if we made a hook up, we would have the rest of the day for sex. Nothing happened in the first two weeks, though seeing naked fitties in the showers and changing room always led us to have sex when we got home, frequently not waiting for bed, but having it on the carpet or over the sofa. Funny enough, it was on an evening visit that we had our next encounter. A chap in his 40s, still fit as fuck, with a long cut knob, kept eyeing us up, especially Joel. He came over, cock growing as he approached, "Hi, Ben, I've seen you here a few times and like your hot bodies, especially you," pointing at Joel, whose dick was also rising. "I guess you are a couple, I was wondering.... if you... see other men as well." I stepped forward and held the guys erection, "Yes we love it, threesomes, orgies we love sex. Joel normally tops, I like to feel a dick inside me." "Would you like to follow me home, I'm very local, walking distance." We chucked our towels and gym clothes in the car and followed the chap for five minutes to a pleasant semi detached house in a cul-de-sac. He poured a glass of wine, and we stripped to our underwear, His large erection curved away toward his right groin, where a damp spot had appeared. "Down here, or in bed?" We followed him to his bedroom, built in wardrobes and a king size bed. On the bed, with me in the middle, our underwear came off. I gave the guy head, and he sucked Joel. After making out for a while, I was turned onto my back. The guy rimmed and lubed me, then mounted me. Joel loved watching me get shafted. We fucked missionary and on our sides, which is where I was when he bred me. Joel took his turn. Knowing my body so well, we put on a performance like porn stars, shagging for nearly 30 minutes. The guy was hard again and put cum on my face, I licked him clean. Still we went on. I tossed, cum splattered everywhere. Just to show off, Joel pulled out and put more cum on my face. I licked him clean as well, squeezing the last drips from him. We swapped numbers and walked back to the car.
Saturday night we sought out some of our old haunts, The Dive Inn bar, Bums, and Cox, no Sox, where your clothes are taken from you on entry. It was still a little early, so we went to straight bar for a cheaper pint, then back to The Dive Inn at 11.30. By then the place was busy, mostly with a young crowd. House music blared out, making conversation impossible. Guys were dancing and kissing on the dancefloor. Too loud, we went to Bums. Quieter, posher, so more expensive, the place was on two floors. Ground floor had cheesy pop music, downstairs more trancy and much darker. We went downstairs. Rent boys had their tops off, in just tiny briefs, their slim bodies gyrating sexily. We kissed and danced together, squeezing each other's butts. A rent boy offered his services, we declined. It was now 12.30, the place was packed. Bodies bumped on the dancefloor. My ass was pinched, and when I looked round to see who did it, I saw an ex of mine from years ago. I pointed to Joel and showed him the ring on my finger. He kissed both Joel and myself. Over the sound of the music, I told Joel who he was, and did he want to take him home. He nodded, so the three of us took a cab home. In the cab, I searched my memory for the guy's name, I remembered it was something unusual, "Ah, Luca, you look as fit as I remember, this is Joel, my husband." Even in the cab, Luca and I snogged. Joel is not the jealous type, in fact it turns him on, even knowing Luca had my ass before him. Home, Luca had to stay the night, taxis being too expensive and hard to get hold of. We were all too tired, not to mention pissed, so we slept together. I woke first, slipping out of bed to douche, use the bathroom and shower. One by one, Joel and Luca appeared, having both showered. Breakfast and coffee, we went back to bed. Joel, ever the gentleman, let Luca go first. I had forgotten what a good lover he was. We kissed and made out, then started with me my legs apart on the bed, and him stood beside it, just the right height to fuck me. Then on to the bed, with my legs in the air, him twerking his ass quickly, and breeding me. He gave me his cock to clean. Joel's turn now, oh, how he loves to show off. He turned me over and did me doggy style. Onto my back again, Ankles on his shoulders, pulling right out, teasing my ring, slamming back in, I came hands free. It would be another ten minutes of hard shagging before I was bred, another cock to clean. Luca hung around, all of us naked. Joel fixed a light lunch. By 3pm, Luca was stroking himself hard. Just the sight of it gave Joel an erection, I knew i would be fucked again. This time my husband went first, on the carpet in front of the fire. Almost a repeat of the morning, showing his repertoire and prowess, I seemed to spend much of my life either on my back, on all fours, or impaled on his beautiful cock. He kept giving it to me to suck, then plowing home. Time and time again until he couldn't hold himself back any longer and his cum filled my guts once again. Luca was more straight forward, and anyway, he was so worked up by what he had just witnessed, he was soon adding his cum to Joel's, leaving me to jerk.
Luca dressed and went to leave, we swapped numbers so we can have a repeat performance.
