With Giles's computer skills, he upgraded the software and introduced voice recognition. No one, apart from Lance, would guess his proclivity towards sex, he seemed much too geeky. Unlike Sean, his predecessor, he had no interest in girls. Lance invited him again, this time to stay the night. He arrived Saturday evening, in time for dinner, with an overnight bag. This time, he kicked off his shoes, and greeted us with a kiss and cuddle. Over dinner and wine, he told us more stories of his time at Cambridge uni. He had a few boyfriends, and any number of one-night stands. It seems to have been quite hedonistic. He even had explicit photos of some of his suitors. This made us randy, and he made it obvious that he wanted to fuck Lance this time. In the bedroom, he swapped between us, disrobing us and stripping at the same time, kissing each new piece of flesh as it appeared, until Lance and I stood naked, kissing, while he sucked one and wanked the other. We climbed into bed, each with a cock in our mouths, me with his fat cock and him on Lance. We changed, they went into a sixty-nine, and I rimmed my partner. I thought about fucking him, but I can do that anytime. Instead, I lubed him and finger fucked him, preparing his ass for Giles. Lance got on all fours and I guided Giles's beautiful weapon in. Lance let out a yell, he hadn't had a cock inside him for ages. I managed to get underneath him and lick his shaft, as well as Giles's balls. I even got a couple of fingers in alongside Giles as he pumped. I kept away from my own penis, knowing my time would come. Lance turned over and Giles re-mounted, giving better access to Lance. I tossed him as Giles built up speed. "I'm cumming", shouted Lance, and I managed to get my head on his tummy in time to get a face full of his juices. Giles pulled out and my face was drenched with more cum. I licked both their shrinking dicks.
We went downstairs for more wine, sitting on the sofa with Giles between us. I kissed him, and played with his flaccid cock until it responded. Rather than go back upstairs, he lay on the carpet and I sat on him. Lance watched as I bounced, then got his phone and videoed me impaled and wanking, I carried on until I dumped my load on Giles's chest. Giles wasn't done, we rolled over, with him still inside me, and he pounded until he filled my guts. After another glass, we turned in. I let Giles sleep with Lance and I took the spare room to have more space. I was woken in the night by Lance getting bred again. The boy was insatiable. Waking first, I made coffee before heading to the shower. I'd only been in there a minute when Giles came in for a piss, then joined me. We soaped each other up, and kissed with the water cascading over us. He turned me around, I braced myself against the glass, and somehow, he had enough in him to fuck me again. My spunk floated away with the water. He'd had us both twice in 12 hours. While I made breakfast, a sleepy Lance wandered in like a zombie, and helped himself to coffee.
The morning drifted by, and I thought that was it, but Lance got his phone out, and we watched the video of me getting fucked. By the time it was finished, he was rock hard again. We'd both had enough cock inside us, so Lance knelt and blew him. They had a spunky kiss and I think even Giles had had enough.
The incoming government made a big announcement. As part of a cost-cutting exercise, (which it didn't), some departments were reduced, and some staff moved. I was moved to the environmental department. It was much less stuffy, with mostly young graduates and people under 30 of various ethnicities. We were given name badges, which served as security. It saved endless introductions.
Over lunch, I chatted with Abraham (call me Abe), A tall, Afro Caribbean about 30. He'd been with the department since his Masters. He lived with his partner, Jobe, who he met at uni. Over the next couple of weeks, we lunched together. I showed him pictures of Lance, which he seemed to like. As we became more relaxed in each other's company, I let it slip that we occasionally played around. He said Jobe and he were monogamous at the moment, but had discussed the possibility, with a positive view. Next lunchtime, he cheekily asked if I had anymore photos, with a wink. "How rude?", I asked. "Like this", and he showed me a picture of a big black cock going in a white ass. "That's Jobe's bum", he said proudly, "and my dick". My own dick grew at the sight. I searched my phone, and found a few of us on a nudist beach. Lance had an erection on one. I noticed him adjusting himself. We changed the topic, as there were too many others around. The next week, Abe ambled over said he'd discussed it with Jobe and suggested we meet for a pint, to 'test the water'. So, Saturday evening, we found ourselves in a downtown bar. It was nice to meet him in jeans. He had a cannabis T-shirt. Jobe was a 5'10" blond. They made a striking couple. He wore a Kylie top and torn denim shorts. We felt over-dressed. We got on like a house on fire, chatting like old friends. By the end of the evening, I knew we would see more of each other, in every way.
Monday morning, Abe sneaked over with coffees. Perching his bum on my desk, he pretended to be talking about work, but was inviting us over Saturday night with them, and rubbed his crotch. I got a boner at the thought. By mid-afternoon, I had to pop to the toilet for a wank to calm down. Later, he sent me a text with their address and a cock pic. That evening, I told Lance, who took me to bed and fucked me senseless.
I bought a new Bike jockstrap and wore grey sweatpants. Lance wore sweats as well, with no underwear. We took the tube and bought a couple of bottles of red. Abe met us at the door, giving us a kiss and squeezing our butts. Joe was on the sofa, in a vest and boxers, clearly with a semi. I sat next to him, my dick straining in my jock. Abe fetched some glasses and we drank to new friends. Abe and Lance sat on the arms of an old Chesterfield. Putting his glass down, Jobe pulled me into a kiss, stroking my crotch. Lance and Abe had lost their tops, Abe's perfect hairless, black pecs glistened. Lance bent down, kissing one nipple and tweaking the other. I stroked the line of Jobe's shaft through his boxers. A damp spot appeared. Abe and Lance were naked on the floor. Jobe and I stripped, but left my jock on, with my erection out of the left leg, and watched Abe and Lance perform. They kissed all over, finishing in a sixty-nine, with Abe's massive weapon only a few inches into Lance's mouth. Lance's bum was in the air. Jobe left me and rimmed Lance, while he and Abe were locked, sucking each other. Jobe drove his cock in. I watched as the three of them put on a porn show. I daren't touch myself, knowing that it would be my turn soon. Jobe and Abe swapped around. Lance was filled with a big black cock, and had to suck the dick that had just been inside him. Abe beckoned me over, and told me to fuck him, forming a chain. Underneath, Jobe shot his load down Lance's throat. Abe fucked Lance hard, and backed onto me. He came with a roar and pulled his dripping cock out. We extricated ourselves. Jobe cleaned his boyfriend's softening pole, while Lance took me from behind, pumping ferociously. Jobe knelt in front of me in time to get my nectar, as Lance bred me. We all collapsed, sweating, on the floor.
Sitting around, necking the wine, I watched in amazement as Abe's shaft started to grow again. I had to have it inside me, even if I couldn't cum. I moved over to him and stroked him to full erection, then guided myself down, Lance's cum acting as lube, swallowing the truncheon. Jobe held me up a little and Abe hammered into me. It felt like a vacuum as he pulled out, only to be stuffed again. Over and over he banged. Jobe was hard again, so Lance jerked him. Finally, I felt Abe get even bigger as he filled my cavity. Jobe came in my hair. Exhausted, I fell off. Lance and I gathered our stuff and we thanked them and kissed our goodbyes, and headed to the tube station, with my bum leaking. Thank God it was dark, as with only my jock, my sweatpants had an embarrassing damp patch. It was three days before Lance and I made love again, but we're going to invited them over for round two.
