Lying in bed at night, the fun time I had with the adorable Luca kept flooding my brain, making it impossible to sleep until I had ejaculated, sleeping on damp bedding became the norm. Sometimes I would raise a leg and finger fuck myself, imagining it to be someone else. I resolved to find some more partners, one or maybe more who will top me.
Back online, I had a message from two lads that seemed familiar, they were in the year above me at school. I remembered them being bullied, and the main perpetrator being expelled. They were an item back then, now, over ten years later, still together, they were looking at ways to spice up their sex lives by inviting a third or forth person, having only ever known each other's bodies, they felt that they were missing out. Owen, the shorter at 5'8", broad shoulders, tapering to a narrow waist. Strong arms, straight dark brown hair and blue eyes, the sexier of the two, if truth be told. Ewan, about the same height as me, a little tubbier, with black hair and a goatee. Their problem was that they were both tops, only bottoming to satisfy one another. They wanted me to come over and be fucked by the pair of them. My ring twitched at the thought. We arranged to meet Saturday afternoon. Saturday morning I went through my cleaning routine, paying special attention to my insides. I chose my backless Addicted briefs, hoping that I'd be shafted in them, Levi 501's and a T. They had a two bedroom apartment in a converted barn. Judging from the Jaguar and Range Rover in the driveway, they were doing very well for themselves. I was greeted at the door by Owen, in shorts and a figure hugging t shirt, even sexier in real life. He kissed me and gave my nuts a tug. Shoes off, Ewan was waiting in the lounge, standing to give me a polite kiss on the cheek. They sat together on a sofa, with me opposite in a leather armchair. Coffee and small talk about what had happened over the last decade, when all I wanted was to get laid. A little frustrated, I lowered my zip. It acted as a catalyst. I watched them making out. Their tops came off, Owen hairless, apart from his treasure trail, Ewan a thick mat of black hair. I dropped my jeans to my knees. As I hoped, my erection was out of the leg of my briefs. In waddling over to them my jeans fell to my ankles, I nearly fell over. I knelt in front of them, peeling their shorts down, they had no underwear. I could now suck and wank them alternately, while they kissed above me. Owen's cock was a fat, uncut 6", his foreskin had to be peeled back, revealing a shiny crown, his balls were shaved and his bush neatly trimmed. Ewan's was cut, longer and thinner, with a mass of black pubes. It was Ewan who hauled me to my feet, "Let's go to bed." I lost my jeans and T on the way, we were now all naked. Lying between them, I was in heaven, kissing and groping, I was put on all fours and rimmed by both of them for an age. Finally, lube was applied and someone penetrated me, (I think it was Ewan as it slipped in so easily). He shafted me for a few minutes, then I felt Owen's thicker penis going in. They swapped back and forth, nether of them came. I was put on my back, altogether better, as I could now see what was going on. More lube, Ewan had me with my legs on his shoulders, fucking me fast and breeding me. I was given his cock to lick clean. Owen's turn, more spit, more lube, his fatter cock slipped inside, slower, more measured, we kissed and fucked at the same time. "I'm getting close, toss yourself." I jerked and splattered my chest with semen, "Arrgh", Owen stopped, and I felt him flood my insides.
Back to the lounge, now more relaxed, I sensed there was more to come. My intuition was correct, after a while, Ewan said "Up for another go?" I grinned and said, "Oh, yes please." We went back to the bedroom, I expected to be fucked, but I had to wake my turn, Watching Owen mount and shag his buddy, stopping before he unloaded. I licked him clean and joined them on the bed. We kissed and groped. They seemed to delight in rimming me, Owen especially had a prehensile tongue, strong enough to penetrate me. So much saliva, I had no need of lube. Legs spread, Ewan was first to go, up on straight arms, shagging me with little or no finesse. What he lacked in style, he made up for with enthusiasm, his sweat dripping onto me as he plowed away. I didn't touch myself, waiting for the main course of Owen. Bred for a third time, the lovely Owen climbed on board, style personified. He had me for a little while, then put me onto my side and took me from behind. Turning my head, we could still kiss. Precum ran over my left thigh. He gripped my penis and wanked me in time to his thrusts. As he went faster, I could feel my orgasm brewing. More jerking and cum flew over my thigh onto the sheets. Two minutes later, and I had been bred for a forth time in less than two hours, all while still wearing my backless briefs.
They stayed in the nude to wave me off. I drove home, cum soaking my jeans, no worries, jeans straight into the laundry basket. I went to the bathroom and sat on the toilet, letting the cum drain from me. I used my douche bulb to finish, and had a shower. Looking at my messages, they had sent one, 'lovely ass, we want to use and abuse it again and again.'. For many nights afterwards, the thoughts of them shafting me, coupled with lovely Luca, gave me plenty of masturbating material.
