“Let’s carry this on in private.”
Steve chuckled sensing Tyler’s discomfort but was happy to oblige. Tyler turned around and was met with several appreciative glances, some looked away embarrassed at being caught looking, whereas some were more brazen, obviously hoping for continuation of the live sex show.
Tyler dealt with his awkwardness by concentrating on toweling himself down. He glanced over at Steve and he couldn’t be sure if it was his imagination or not… Steve’s cock just seemed to be a little more plumped up………
As they left the shower room, there was a young twink whose eyes flickered over their bodies, down to Steve’s limp cock and up to Tyler’s face. The skinny boy had a towel wrapped around his waist. He seemed too young to be a place like that but the sauna had a strict code regarding minimum age so he would have had to have shown them some kind of ID, even so, thought Tyler, he must have only just scraped in.
The boy had an impish look about him and had mass of dark curly hair, a chest that lacked any definition and a narrow waist that Tyler felt he could have circled with his bare hands. He might have been young but he displayed confidence beyond his years as he showed his obvious interest in them both. Tyler picked up on the intense look exchanged between him and Steve. Without missing a beat, Steve looked over his shoulder and said to Tyler:
“You wanna play with him?” Steve made it sound as if the boy was a toy to be used and then disguarded after use.
Tyler’s imagination was working overtime, Steve was getting him to choose whether to involve a third guy. On one hand Tyler was excited as he felt that Steve was out to avenge Tyler’s fuck by flipping the roles, but on the other he found it a very tantalizing idea of them both sharing this twink, using him as he undoubtedly wanted to be used…. so he simply nodded.
Steve growled at the boy “You want to join us?” Tyler half expected the boy to back out now that he’d be caught sizing the two of them up, but to his surprise the boy gave an eager nod.
Tyler judged the lad who looked barely legal, his mind racing forward, his cock already starting to swell with anticipation. He relished the prospect of plowing his juvenile ass especially with Steve as the audience.
Steve led the way, towel over his shoulder, confidently marching naked to an unoccupied cubicle closely followed by his two eager towel-clad disciples.
It seemed natural for Tyler and the boy to obey the commands of the older man without question and when instructed to drop their towels immediately obeyed.
The two younger dicks were exposed and Tyler saw that the lad’s dick was proportionate to his height, a smaller 4 inches with not a pube in sight. Tyler wondering if the boy had shaved them off or whether he was naturally smooth. It just seemed to emphasize his youth.
All three dicks were lifeless but as they stood around simultaneously masturbating, sizing each other up, signs of life started to return. The boy looked over as Steve leaned over to kiss Tyler fully on the mouth, not out of love but out of possession. All three cocks grew stiffer.
As their lips parted, Steve whispered “You ready for us to fuck that kid?” It sent a shiver down Tyler’s spine automatically making his cock pulse. He looked over at the lad wondering if he had the stamina for the inevitable onslaught that was to follow.
The boy was transfixed as he watched Steve replace Tylers hand on his cock and assist him in bringing it back to throbbing life. Tyler mirrored his action and found it kinky to wank the older guy’s thick dick as the younger lad stared. Tyler vanity was rewarded as he saw the boy’s eyes widen with admiration as his cock swelled to its impressive 7 inches along with Steve’s thicker 6 inch pole. It had the same impact on the junior’s cock as he saw a small but determined tent swelling in the boys towel.
Steve beckoned the boy closer to the bench and instructed “Ok, towel off and lie on your back kid.”
The air of command sent a pulse through Tyler’s dick, converting beads of precum to a long string as he watched the hesitant boy make his way to the bench and meekly obey Steve’s order finally sprawling on to the bench, laying back, wantonly displaying his hairless body, his small hand around his equally small bald stiffy.
Steve walked over to the boy’s left and motioned Tyler to move to the other side. He was still edging his fat cock as he pointed it at the boy’s head and then physically turned his head towards him and planted his cock in between the boys lips. He gagged but Steve took no notice and fed his thick length further inside the boys mouth and started a rhythmic thrusting using the boy’s mouth as a masturbating aid. The kid reached for Steve’s shaft to gain some control but Steve swatted it away further demonstrating who was in charge.
There was loud slurping as the boy regained control and was more expertly able to accommodate the fat 6 inch dick in his mouth. Then as quickly as Steve had rammed his cock in the boys mouth, he withdrew it and assertively twisted the boy’s head to the right to face Tyler’s solid 7 inches.
The boy knew what was expected of him, Tyler couldn’t bring himself to be as forceful as Steve. He positioned his cock on the boy’s lips and gradually pushed it in, firmly holding the boy’s head giving him no opportunity to back away, feeling that warm mouth starting to engulf his dick, a mouth already slimy with Steve’s pre-cum. The extra inch of Tyler’s cock made a difference, and the boy gagged again and just for just a couple of perverted seconds Tyler relished the sound of the boy choking on his dick. He’d never experienced such a feeling of dominance. It was fleeting as the boy soon had himself back under control. He was a natural and within seconds, Tyler’s cockhead was brushing the back of the boy’s throat, with the boy masterfully flicking his tongue around Tyler’s helmet lapping up and swallowing copious amounts of precum.
“Tell to him to suck your dick”, ordered Steve.
Tyler hesitated. Being verbally dominant was not something he did naturally, but then Steve was in control of the situation, and in someways in control of him too, so he grabbed the boy’s head and grinned at Steve…
“Come on you…you little…fucker….suck it..”
And the boy did as he was told. Eagerly. Noisily. Hungrily. As Tyler relished the feeling of fucking the boy’s mouth as the older stud looked on. The boy, for his part, was fully compliant on working Tyler’s dick until Steve brutally grabbed his head once again, forcing out Tyler’s cock leaving a trail of drool over the boy’s lips and chin.
“My turn again motherfucker!” he said and wiped his slimy cock-head over the boy’s face before grabbing the boys hair as he tugged it closer to his groin, forcing his cock deeper, making the boy gag and spew out a mix of saliva and precum.
Tyler watched, slowly working his own dick as the boy slurped and gagged, watched that small hairless cock jerking and straining with arousal, watched a long glistening string of precum dangle off the end of the boy’s half exposed helmet.
As horny as Tyler was, as desperate as he was to fuck that kids ass, he felt a tremor of uncertainty ripple through his body when he heard Steve say,
“So you ready to be fucked then boy?”
It seemed a pointless question because he could only nod, his mouth still full of Steve’s cock.
“There you go bud, he’s yours for the taking.”
And that was all the authority Tyler needed to break in the boy’s asshole. He was ecstatic with the fact that he was going to be the first to fuck the boy, not just fuck him either but had a zealous voyeur, and he had no doubt that once he finished, Steve’s chunkier cock would follow and add a second load.
Tyler’s cock was solid, proudly protruding from his groin. His knob was well lubricated and his foreskin was locked in underneath the engorged mushroom ridge.
Still with his mouth full, the boy’s eyes followed Tyler movements as he stood at the end of the bench between the boys prone outstretched legs.
He put up no resistance as Tyler grabbed each ankle, raised them up and folded back his legs to perfectly expose his naturally smooth teen asshole.
“Holy Shit,” exclaimed Tyler as he stared at the anonymous boy’s butt-hole. “It looks fucking tight! He’s gonna need some prep.”
He put two fingers in his mouth and moistened them. He wasn’t completely heartless and felt the boy’s asshole needed some kind of loosening up. Slicking his fingers he aimed them at the boy’s prone asshole.
“UUUFFFFFmmmmmFF” the boy gritted his teeth as Tyler probed his sphincter with one finger and then added a second, cork-screwing them inside. He was gratified that the anal ring still remained a tight fit. He skewered his fingers in and out, detecting a slight loosening of his butthole as he roughly jabbed.
The sound of the boy, now moaning with pleasure made Tyler jab them harder and deeper into that surprisingly pliable little hole. Obviously two fingers was not much of a challenge for him. The kid had obviously been around the block.
Tyler decided it was time for the ultimate penetration and moved in between the outspread legs, his own thighs further forcing them apart. He still had the boys ankles in his tight grip as his cockhead smeared the young lad’s taint with precum.
Steve sized up the situation. Tyler needed at least one hand to grip and guide his knob past the boy’s pucker. He freed his own cock from the boy’s mouth and stood behind the boy’s head, leaned forward and took over the control of the boy’s ankles. His cock smeared the boys face leaving trails of pre across his cheeks. He roughly pulled the ankles towards him conveniently raising up the boy’s prone asshole to fucking height.
“Now he’s all fucking yours!” said Steve pulling the boy’s legs back even further. “Fuck the cunt!”
Tyler kept stroking his shaft, releasing copious amounts of thick pre which coated the length of his 7 inch column. The boy was going to need all the help he could get with this raw unlubed fuck.
Tyler felt the tendons on the boys legs stiffen as he traced his knob over the boys twitching pucker. He felt empathy for the kid, he knew it was going to be a tough entry. He could feel the boy resisting Steve’s tight hold on his ankles; the bullseye of his tight anal ring darted around as he squirmed trying to avoid the invasion of Tyler’s cock.
Tyler increased the pressure aiming to breach the boy’s asshole. If he was really against the whole idea, he would have yelled out, but there was only feeble whimpering as he prepared for the inevitable pain of his asshole being sodomized.
As the fearful moans grew louder, Tyler jabbed his knob harder against the flinching pucker ring feeling resistance. The boy’s wails grew louder, Steve’s answer to that was to shuffle his torso over the boys head and then promptly squat and muffle the boy with his ass cheeks.
The protesting sounds became unintelligible as Steve’s heavy torso plumped down on the boys face. Tyler could only pity the boy as he imagined the meaty cheeks of Steve’s ass smothering the boy and a thought flashed across his mind – had anyone ever been suffocated by someone’s ass?
It was only a fleeting thought and Tyler concentrated on dealing with the boy’s anal resistance, his ring still remained impenetrable. Tyler wondered if this could be classed as rape as he forged ahead finally breaching his victims sphincter muscle, the boy’s ankles tightly secured and his howls of protest drowned out by the smothering of two heavy slabs of butt flesh.
He was beyond the point of caring as he felt the suction of the boys ass channel finally surrender as he shoehorned inch after inch of solid cock meat inside. He did it slowly, not just to ease the boy’s discomfort but to savour the feeling of his cock plunging into the ultra-snug velvet sheath.
The whole concept of fucking this restrained kid was turning on Tyler beyond measure. He was sure he heard muffled shrieking and detected more resistant leg flexing, but it wasn’t going to stop him.
He glanced over at Steve who was transfixed by the view of Tyler’s cock being swallowed up. He then looked up directly at Tyler offering him the boy’s ankles to hold onto. Tyler grabbed them and using them as oars rhymically hauling them as he rowed into the defenceless asshole.
Tyler stood up for a few seconds to give the boy respite or perhaps the chance to protest but only guttural whimpers were heard so Steve sank back down again and making the most of the enforced rim job, used his free hands to yank apart his abundant buttocks and sink down further. There was an evil gleam in his eye as Tyler imagined him receiving a panicked ass licking enhanced by the frantic gasping of breath.
As he sank down again, he growled “Get that tongue back up my ass.” as if the boy even had a choice. He gave a deep satisfied groan and his eyes rolled back as the boy must have complied with his demand.
Tyler continued to root the boy mercilessly, using his body as a fuck toy - the boy was just the means to an end - with no face or voice to react to his ass being violated.
Steve’s cock jutted out from a forest of crotch hair, moist with sweat and saliva, and precum saturating its length, his bollocks rested heavily on the boy’s chin. His cock looked on the verge of self-exploding, swaying as Steve scraped his crack along the boy’s trapped face, dripping gobs of precum on his neck and chest as his dick bounced and swayed.
Impressively the captive’s own cock was rigid with pre drooling and running down the sides of his stomach. Somehow despite his plight, his cock was as solid as the other two.
Tyler couldn’t hold on any longer - the spasming of the boy’s sphincter, his wriggling overstimulating Tylers’ dick, his muffled cries, Steve’s penetrating lustful stare - it was all coming to a head. He was past caring what the boy might be feeling, or even continuing to impress Steve. He just needed to fucking cum! He spread the boys legs wider and thrust harder. He saw his own cock impregnate the faceless boy so that his pubes mashed against the boy’s bald pelvis and ploughed – a man with a mission…. until the mission was accomplished.
Tyler moaned out loud “I’m fucking cummmmmming” and his body jolted as his cock imploded rope after rope of his seed deep inside the boy’s bowels. He thrust even when he’d stopped firing, he needed to savour the moistness and warmth of the boy’s anal sleeve until he was well and truly sated.
And he knew that the boys trials were only half over - there was still Steve’s needs to be met.
As Tyler recovered his breath feeling the rivulets of sweat running down his body, Steve reversed his heavy frame over the boy’s face until he was standing again.
Tyler looked down at the boy’s exhausted reddened face, snot filled nose, and dribbling mouth as he recovered his breath. He threw him a towel and the boy wiped his face down making no attempt to escape - he knew more was expected of him.
Tyler stepped aside letting the big man stay in charge.
Steve commanded “Now get on your knees”.
The boy knew better than protest and humbly flipped over resting on his elbows and knees. He was like a trained dog doing his party trick awaiting his reward. Tyler felt the scene was reminiscent of a living sacrifice on an altar as the victim arched his back and presented his ass to his god.
Tyler could see that the boy’s asshole was swollen and cum trickled over his dangling genitals. Steve’s cock might have been an inch shorter than Tyler, but its circumference was thicker. The boy’s anus would be further tested, but this time he had the remnants of Tyler’s ejaculation coating his anal walls easing the friction of another onslaught.
Tyler had the perfect view and stepped closer to revel in his own personal porn scene. With Steve’s left hand pressing down on the boy’s back and his right hand grasping the root of his cock, he stepped up between the boy’s thighs and with one long thrust, Tyler watched Steve’s dick being devoured in past the semi-slackened sphincter, and has soon as the thick helmet was imbedded, he let go, grabbed the boys hips with both hands and lunged in without mercy. Tyler winced inside and the boy let out a cry through gritted teeth as he was fully impaled.
“That’s it, you motherfucker” crowed Steve, taking no prisoners.
Steve grunted with satisfaction as he overpowered the boy and started to pistoning his cock in and out, holding firmly onto the boy keeping him in position. Tyler was mesmerized by the incessant pounding, marveling at the boys endurance and Steve’s stamina.
Steve showed no restraint as his thighs slapped against the boy’s asscheeks. The pummeling was not enough to satisfy Steve, he raised one foot on the bench beside the boy, which provided more anchorage to sodomize him.
“Aaaaaggghhhhhhhh fucking hell! – come on boy, take this fat dick.”
Tyler moved behind Steve and feasted on the sight of Steve’s muscular hairy buttocks alternately clenching and releasing with each thrust. Curly damp hair matted in the trench of his cheeks, the dark forest keeping his own asshole a secret. Tyler longed to invade that pucker again, he was too fearful to ask. It didn’t stop him from imagining getting his face buffered against Steve’s massive buttocks or getting as far as licking his sweaty hole as his body slammed into his young victim.
Instead he made do by sinking to his knees underneath the rutting pair so that he had a ring side view of Steve’s plump shaft torpedoing its ultra-snug target and the boy’s anal sphincter ring suctioning to and fro. Steve’s dangling balls swung madly around bouncing in their sacs.
The two bodies copulated and ass juice seeped out, the squelching sounds being drowned out by the moans of ecstasy and cries of violation. Tyler pictured Steve’s cock whisking up his own generous cum deposit puddled inside his rectum.
Tyler felt the boy was now justified in receiving some kind of relief so he grabbed hold of the smaller erect cock, encircled his fingers around the girth and masturbated him. The boy’s squeals became higher pitched and it was impossible to tell as to whether he was enjoying or loathing the whole experience.
Steve’s deeper animalistic grunts grew with each thrust, adding powerful thwacks on both ass cheeks, leaving reddened fingerprints on the smooth cheeks.
The boy howled out in surprise, or was it pain? Tyler wasn’t sure but he felt the boys cock spasm in his hand as he was spanked and rooted and without warning, he yelled out,
‘I’mmmm….I’mmmm CUMMINNGGGGG!’ as his dick exploded in Tyler’s hand. It was like milking a cow, each tug on his dick spewing out a jet of creamy liquid splashing below.
The boy swayed as he tried to cope with Steve’s onslaught and the intenseness of his own orgasm. As the spurts weakened and his ejaculation reduced to a trickle, he gave in to bolstering the assaulter’s heavy frame and collapsed on the bench giving Steve the angle to sprawl on top of him and at long last fill the lad’s guts with his own load.
Within seconds, Tyler saw big man convulse, urgently humping his hips against the boys, sliding his sweaty thighs behind the lads firmly wedging them apart and saw the outward effects of Steve pumping his cum deep inside to pool with his own. The erratic jerks of Steve’s clammy torso slamming against the exhausted boy.
‘You ready for my spunk boy! You ready to have that pretty little ass filled?
Then Tyler heard the ecstatic groans of Steve’s thunderous climax. Groans that reverberated around the small cubicle, sounds that must have echoed in the corridor outside.
The scent of masculine sex filled the small cubicle, 3 perspiring bodies and pools of jizz on the floor and smearing each other’s bodies.
Steve pulled his oversized limp cock out of the boy’s tight confines, a combined string of 2-men’s sperm followed and broke as Steve climbed off the prostrate boy.
Tyler was a little concerned about the boy, as he collected his towel and wrapped it around his waist, Steve had already ‘switched off’ and was already making his way to leave the room. The boy hadn’t moved so Tyler moved towards the boy intending to check up on him. The boy weakly raised his head and turned towards him.
He gave a sheepish grin and sighed “That was awesome!”
Tyler wasn’t as cold hearted as his fellow assailant and ruffled the boy’s hair affectionately and winked as he left the cubicle knowing the boy’s euphoric state had been as intense as his own.
The boy went to say something, then thought better off it. Sauna protocol was you never asked for phone numbers…
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