It was a Wednesday, and I had a significant birthday. I was sat at my desk, when Abe plonked himself down, gave me a kiss, and said, "Happy birthday, sexy man. Shall I fuck you now, or later?" I looked around to make sure no one was listening and said, "Toilets in ten minutes". A few minutes later, we were in the stall where he fucked me the last time. I sucked his weapon to full erection, then leaned on the cistern and braced myself. He inched in until his wiry pubes tickled me. "We can't be long, we'll be missed". He fucked me hard, using all his considerable length and staying as quiet as possible. He made a muffled moan as he fired into me, then I sucked the last drops from his softening cock, before he stuffed it back in his pants and was gone, leaving me to toss into the bowl.
In the evening, Lance took me out to dinner, saying the main celebrations would be at the weekend. Saturday duly arrived, and Lance had an impish grin all morning. I wondered what the bugger had planned. About 11.00 the doorbell rang. Lance welcomed Neil in. This time he made straight for me. "Be prepared for the fucking of your life", he said, taking me by the hand and leading me to bed. Lance helped us out of our clothes. I lay on the bed and Neil kissed me from head to toe before taking me in his mouth. I was turned over and rimmed by both of them until I begged for cock. Leaning over me, his penis pushed trough my ring and he began humping. He was shagging me when Giles and Russ walked in. They were quickly naked and hard, kneeling by the bed, so that I could suck and wank them until Neil had cum. Giles took over, fucking me with the energy of youth, he came quickly and Russ shot into my mouth. Already knackered, we had a break for lunch.
We had just finished, when the door went again. "Fucking hell, who now?" I thought. "Hi, birthday boy", Fred shouted from the hallway, as he and Bill came in with flowers. There wouldn't be room in bed, so we kissed while Lance made space in the lounge and took the cushions from the sofa. I knelt for them, wanking and sucking. Then I was put on all fours and fucked in tandem. Cum ran out of me with every backward stroke, filling me with more spunk. By now, Neil was hard again. Rolling me onto my back, he stuffed a pillow under me and pounded away. I thought I'd had enough, but Lance had other ideas, putting me on my side and fucking me from behind. My bum was a river of cum, running over my thigh and soaking the carpet. The guys gathered their stuff and kissed us goodbye. I felt happily exhausted.
We had steak for dinner, and had cleared everything away. Thinking of an evening in front f the telly with a glass of wine, I wasn't even surprised when Abe and Jobe walked in. "If you were thinking a quickie in the bogs was all you were getting for your birthday, you're in for a treat". Feeling resigned, we went to the bedroom. Jobe took me first, my hole well lubricated from earlier, he fucked with twerking movements, while I sucked as much of Abe as I could, trying to get him close, so he wouldn't last long. Jobe fucked harder. "How many cocks have you had today? It feels like a bucket", as he supplied another load. Finally, Abe had his way, his monster sliding in easily. With my hole so wet and open, any thoughts of him cumming quickly were dispelled. He fucked me for ages in different positions, ending up in the missionary. Lance tossed me. I came more than I had in years as Abe filled me with more seed. I lost count of the number of cocks that had bred me, but I knew I wouldn't want sex for a week.
The thoughts of the lake District were never far from our minds, so we decided to rent a charming cottage on the shores of Ullswater. Even better, there was a cosy pub just down the road, with a small campsite behind it. The food was homemade and lovely. On Wednesday evening, we chatted to a couple of guys at the next table. Dave and Jim were a similar age to us, and camping. I noticed that they were holding hands under the table. Jim moaned that the campsite was full of noisy kids, so I suggested that they move in with us, as the cottage had two bedrooms. They beamed and bought the drinks for the rest of the evening.
We were still swanning around in our underwear, having a leisurely morning, when they arrived. Unfazed, I brewed more coffee while Lance showed them their bedroom. We had planned a walk around the lake to the next village, and invited them to join us. Once we were on the footpath, we held hands and chatted like old friends, about work, where we live, etc. Inevitably, the subject of sex came up, and soon we were telling them about our fuck buddies, culminating in my birthday bash. They had to adjust their dicks. Reaching the village, we found the pub and mellowed in the beer garden over a coupe of pints. Lance sounded them out and they seemed quite positive. On the return journey, we swapped partners. Needing a piss and a break, we turned off the path to piss behind some bushes. I took the opportunity to kiss Dave. Lance went with Jim. We were just getting stuck in, when we heard voices, so we had to zip up and carry on. Back at the cottage, we paired up again. I took Dave to bed. He was an amazing kisser, with a magic tongue. As we undressed, I ran my fingers through his prematurely grey chest hair. His nipples stood out, begging to be sucked. On the bed, he kissed down my naked body and deep-throated me. His cock was fat and cut, with a big mushroom head, making it difficult to get in my mouth. He licked my scrotum, taking time over each testicle, then licked a finger and toyed with my anus. From the other bedroom, we could hear the sounds of love-making. Jim was very noisy and it spurred Dave on, who was finger fucking me. I wished I had lube. Fingers were replace with his magic tongue, until I implored, "I need you to fuck me". Rolling me onto my tummy, I bit the pillow as his fat, mushroom head pushed at my backdoor. My ring gave way and he buried himself deep inside, and began humping. After a while. he turned me over. I lifted my right leg and he drove in again. Next door, it sounded like murder was being committed. Dave banged harder, and I tossed myself. All had gone quiet in the other bedroom. "Inside?" "Yes", and my cavity was filled. My spunk ran off my belly onto the duvet. Downstairs, still all naked, we joined Lance and Jim, who was looking quite flushed. We opened a bottle of wine and drank to new friends. That night, we swapped again, I slept with Jim. I told Lance he would need lube if he wanted to be fucked. After showers, Jim and I went back to bed. His dick was longer and thinner than Dave's, with a downward bend. We lay on our sides and he pushed in from behind. His bent cock brushed my prostate, giving me precum, something I don't normally get. Lance screamed, I guessed he'd just been penetrated. Jim kissed the back of my neck and jerked me, making me cum on the sheet as he delivered his babies. I licked him clean, then watched, as Dave and Lance reached their climaxes. We spent the day touring Coniston and Windermere. That evening, we made space in the lounge and had four-way sex. Hands and lips roaming everywhere. I ended up being bred by all of them. We were reluctant to leave what had been an idyllic break, but all good things.
Back home, we settled back into happy married life. Our various friends with benefits kept our sex life interesting, (and Abe often had me at work) though we we're happy with just the two of us. I learned to top more, making it more varied.
The end. I hope you enjoyed my story. If so, please comment.
