These guys seemed really nice. They invited me to play a really expensive course in Seattle. I'd never been to Seattle before. They have hotel rooms all set up and the tee times are confirmed. We drove over yesterday. The golf course was wonderful. We played an extra 9 holes after lunch. Everything was going so well. What a great couple of guys!
We checked into the hotel room late. I was confused as there was just one double queen room for the three of us. But I was tired and hungry, and they had invited me at the last minute, so we dropped off our stuff and headed down for some dinner and drinks.
Now, we had been drinking a bit on the golf course, of course. And one of them lit up a doobie on the last hole. My head was spinning a little bit, as I haven't smoked any weed in a few years. Dinner tasted great, of course. A long day in the sun, a few beers and a nice buzz going had my appetite peaked. We all ate everything on our plates. A few shots of Patron, a bottle of wine to go, and back up to the room for the night we went.
With the lights nearly all off, I stripped to my shorts and sat on the side of one of the beds. Not sure how this was going to work, actually. One of my new friends, Carl, sat next to me on my left. The other, Jimbo, sat on my right. They were also stripped to their shorts. I looked to one side, then the other. They were both staring right at le. Jimbo's hand slipped up into the middle of my back. He took my hand with and guided it into his crotch, holding it firmly there. Carl did the same. My left hand was in his crotch as well. He took his other hand and slid it up on to the back of my neck, running his fingers through my hair. He turned my head toward him.
Carl's cock was hard, poking up, out through the slit in the front of his boxers. He wrapped my fingers around it, and was gently stroking my hand up and down around it. It was long, fat and warm. He held my head close to him. The room was spinning. He slipped his tongue into my mouth. His hand was holding my head still from behind. His lips were wet and soft. I opened and let him roll his tongue around inside my drooling mouth. I quickly realized my right hand was also stroking Jimbo's cock. He was rock hard and even bigger than Carl's. He was leaning in close, whispering in my ear.
"Squeeze it harder, baby."
I squeezed harder. I wondered why I wasn't resisting. I wondered how I I ended up here, like this. But, there i was. I squeezed Carl's cock and stroked it myself. He removed his hand from mine and moved it up onto my chest, playing with my nipples. It was hard to concentrate with Carl kissing me like some drunk prom date. I did have to accept I enjoyed the attention.
Carl hesitated, stopped kissing me, and gently spoke.
"I'm going to keep this going. You just relax and enjoy."
He dropped to his knees by the side of the bed between my legs, spreading them as he slipped down. Some how he slipped my shorts down as he moved.
His head was in my lap. His lips were kissing the tip of my cock. I was freeking hard! His mouth engulfed my cock, sucking it harder and harder as he moved up and down. Jimbo and I were watching. Jimbo had a devious look on his face. He leaned in ad kissed me. For the first time in the last 20 minutes I struggled a little. Jimbo was a bit more of a rough, masculine guy. But it was too late. I took his tongue and suckled it as he pushed it in deep. He grabbed a 'tit' and squeezed it. He was a bit rougher and less gentle than Carl, but I seemed to enjoy that too. I squeezed his cock harder as he groped me. He moved back a bit and said:
"That's a good little faggot."
Before I could process his remark, I was surprised from under me as Carl slipped a slippery finger up my ass. The two. He had been working my cock pretty hard and was moving in to get more.
I couldn't help but let out a high pitched little squeal.
"Oh my God!"
Jimbo laid me on my back on the bed. Still kissing and groping my chest me roughly. He suddenly moved up on the bed like he was going to climb right up on my head. Kneeling at my side. His hand was holding my head where he wanted it. He was pulling hard on one of my nipples. His cock was waving in front of my face.
"Open up, faggot, this is why I brought you here."
I glanced down the front of me only seeing Carl's head bobbing up and down, trying his hardest to get me to cum. It felt like he could suck the skin right off my cock. I barely noticed his fingers in my ass. There was so much going on, I just relaxed and let it happen.
Jimbo's cock was hard, wet and ripping with cum already. He shoved it into my mouth and held it in there. I was trying to accept it, trying to not choke on it, when he came.
"Fuck!" I managed to say as my mouth was filled with his cock and wet, sticky cum.
Carl realized what had happened. He pulled back a bit, then shoved his fingers as far up my ass as he could. I blew my load right into his waiting, sucking and swallowing mouth.
"Oh my God!" I managed to say with a mouth full of cum. Carl just stayed there, gently sucking and swallowing all I had for him. Jimbo was off the bed and heading to the shower.
I was exhausted. Carl's hands on my legs and mouth licking and kissing my half hard cock felt really nice. I was kind of glad Jimbo was gone. Carl finally crawled up in front of me, on me. He gently kissed my lips.
"I haven't cum yet, Billy."
He moved further up on my chest, straddling me. His cock was hard and in his hand. He was jerking himself off. Not even asking for assistance. I looked up at him. He was looking straight down at me. Eyes locked. Then I felt the warm stream in my face. Then more. He grunted and laughed a little bit.
"Jimbo is right. You are a good little faggot."
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