Whilst the thought of having a sex session involving Owen, Ewan, and Luca was never far from my thoughts, I accepted the fact that in all probability, it was just a hopeful pipedream. I had to look elsewhere.
I still had offers come into my profile, most of which I immediately discarded. In the meantime, I was unhappy with my body shape. Yes, I was tall with a narrow waist, I was happy with my penis, not that it could be altered. I did shave my ball bag, figuring that it would be nicer to lick. It was my arms, chest and thighs that needed improving. I bought a set of dumbbells, with a view to training at home, too many distractions and simply a lack of self discipline, they were soon in the corner of my bedroom, used as a clothes dump. I didn't see myself as a gym bunny, however, I knew that to achieve my goal, I would have to join a gym.
The one I chose was open from 6am till midnight. Early mornings would suit me better, once home in the evening, all I wanted to do was have dinner and watch TV. I rarely had a midweek shag. 6.30am, three times a week, saw me rocking up at the gym, determined to improve my body shape. Fuck me, it was hard work, for the first couple of weeks, my sessions lasted little more than 45 minutes. Slowly, I improved, ignoring the Muscle Mary's, I did cardio and calisthenics. After two weeks, I ventured onto the weights, which is what I needed if I was to reshape my puny body, as I saw it. This is when I had my first sexual experience in the gym. It had been raining heavily, and as a result, the gym was almost empty, save for two sexy twinks, who were working together. They saw me struggling with the apparatus, and came over to assist me. Only 22 or 3, I guessed, rightly, that they were a couple. Anyway, we exercised together before hitting the showers. It didn't bother me when they kissed under the cascading water, although it gave me an erection, nor when one of them went down on his partner. One of them looked at me and beckoned me over, "Wanna join in?" My dick told them everything. "Top or bottom?" A little forward, I thought, "Either, by the way, you guys are very sexy." "We don't have time now, if you want fun with us, you can have our phone number and address. We are both pretty much versatile, though I probably top more often. By the way, cleanliness is a must." I watched as they leaned against the tiles and beat off. I was late for work, and spent the morning with a hard on, until I couldn't concentrate, so went to the toilets to jack off.
Once home, I found one of them on WhatsApp, Nick, the taller and more forward of them, the versatile top. I messaged him, not expecting a reply, so I was surprised to receive a picture of him with his cock in Jack, his boyfriend's ass. As I said, I don't normally meet guys during the week. something told me to make an exception. I took things easy at work, saving my energy for what I hoped would be a fun evening. Home, shit, douche, shower, cum stained Addicted briefs, shorts and hoodie, I set off. Jack and Nick would have been perfect boyfriend material, had they not already been besotted with each other, only bringing randoms in to spice things up, and today, I would be the lucky one. Whatever they did for a living I didn't know, however, they occupied a penthouse suite on the top of a tower block, (I later found out that they had bought it with an inheritance). The elevator took forever to reach the top floor. Their door was open, with a note on it telling me to take my shoes off and join them in the lounge. They were naked on a long sofa, and kissing, so I also stripped, my cock over the waistband of my briefs. I joined them, kneeling on the plush carpet to give them head. Jack leaned over and ran a finger into my crack, I now knew that one, maybe both of them would shaft me. They took me to the bedroom where a super king size bed dominated the room. Off to one side was a shower. On the bed, my dick out the leg hole of my underwear, as usual, we kissed and sucked one another. I was turned over and rimmed by the pair of them. Jack slid into me and Nick stuck his penis in my mouth, spit roasting me. Onto my back, it was Nick's turn to fuck me. I had the cock in my mouth that had just been in my bum. Onto my side, Jack shagging me from behind, precum dripping over my groin. Nick lay on his back and I sat on him, leaning over to kiss, Jack slid in alongside, double dipping me, a new sensation. I was now leaking copiously onto Nick's tummy. Fucking me in tandem, I guessed by the way they were so slick, that I was not the first. Jack was the first to cum, filling me, with the last drops dripping onto Nick's balls. I wasn't far behind, cumming hands free. Nick turned me back onto all fours and fucked me hard and fast, stopping only to pulse his babies into me, my second load, my backless briefs, though sexy, were pointless. I used their shower, left them in bed, snogging, and drove home. I had to have them at my place for a repeat performance.
Next morning before work, I checked my messages. There was one from a guy, Eric, claiming to be 48, he looked considerably older, balding, round faced with glasses, he explained that his boyfriend of 20 years had passed away two years previously from cancer, and after a period of grieving, he now wanted to restart his sex life, before he was too old. I suppose I took pity on him, not much of a looker, the chances of him finding another soul mate were slim. I invited him round Saturday afternoon, figuring that if I liked him enough, I'd be able to shag him twice. He turned up at 3pm, with wine and a bunch of flowers, a nice thought. Eric was much more handsome in real life, he was wearing contact lenses, which made him look younger. We kissed and undressed one another in the living room, down to his white Y fronts that had seen better days, and me in a new pair of Calvin Klein backless briefs, my old ones having fallen apart, I now used them for mopping up the mess after wanking. With us all but naked, I took him to bed. While we were making out, I found a hole in the seat of his old Y fronts, it didn't take much to rip them and find his bud. Licking a finger, I inserted it. He sighed and pushed back. We rolled around on the bed, had a sixty nine and I rimmed him through the torn briefs, "I need you inside me", so I lay him on his back and mounted him, both of us still in our underwear. Having not had sex in years, he couldn't make it last, and shot his load, "Sorry, it's been a long time since I had a penis inside me." "No worries, we'll have a break, watch TV, I'll make sandwiches and coffee, then we'll have another go. By 6.00 I could wait no longer, my balls needed emptying. Back in bed, I did him doggy, on our sides, and missionary. I even made him cum again. When I eventually unloaded, it was with a force I hadn't experienced in a long time. Later, Eric told me he hadn't cum twice in the same day for years and years. Another one for my little black book.
