Piggy in the Middle

I'm a nerdy guy. Slim, average sort of build. Okay looking, but nothing special. Glasses and bookish. That's fine. There are plenty of guys who like a nerd, and I'm not all that voracious sexually, so I pretty much get as much sex as I'm after. The most un-nerdy thing about me, is that I like to go out for a dance now and then. I can't claim to be a great dancer, but I'm not Elaine from Seinfeld either.

I was on the dance floor at my local club, when I noticed a couple of guys checking me out. They definitely weren't my normal type. In short they were rough trade. One was acne scarred with dark hair, and otherwise non-descript. The other had a goatee and beard, plenty of tattoos and piercings, and curly, bleached hair. Oddly this made him the more attractive of the pair, even though I really hate bleached or coloured hair.

I kept dancing, not particularly giving them any more thought, when goatee appeared in front of me, and started dancing along. He jerked his chin at me by way of acknowledgement, and I nodded hesitantly back. He apparently took this as an invitation, as he moved closer, and started grinding against my crotch. I leant back, surprised, but noticeably didn't pull away from his undulating groin.

Goatee smiled a little, and bent in to my ear to I could hear him above the music, "I'm Connor."

"Martin," I shouted back.

Then suddenly, someone was pressing up against my arse. I looked over my shoulder to see acne-scarring behind me. I was wedged between them, and getting flustered at the attention. It was pretty hot.

"This is my friend, Dave," Connor indicated the other guy in the Martin sandwich.

I nodded to Dave, and continued dancing. I was getting hard with all the groin contact, a fact not lost on Connor. He leant in and kissed me deeply, parting my lips with his tongue, and taking possession of my mouth. I just opened up, and went with it. These guys were really turning me on. If I hadn't been in the mood for a hook up beforehand, they were certainly getting me there.

Connor released my mouth, and we continued gyrating in time to the music. Dave reached around with both hands, and started playing with my tits through my t-shirt. I love my tits being fondled. My mouth dropped open in pleasure, and I leant back against him. Connor smiled again, noting my reaction.

"Dave and I are looking for a Piggy to spit-roast," Connor said, into my ear. He kissed me again, at length, before continuing. "You wanna come home with us, so we can fuck you senseless?"

He pulled back and looked into my face. I was a bit shocked. "You don't waste time," I said, hedging for time to think, though I knew what my decision would be. He shrugged with a knowing smirk. I leant into him, and said into his ear. "Okay."

His smile broadened, and he nodded to Dave. Dave pulled me back against him, and said, "Hell, yeah. We're gonna fuck you all night."

I was nervous as they led me out of the club to their car. I'd never had a threesome before, but these two wanted me, and that's a big turn on in itself. Dave drove, and Connor joined me in the back seat. He got straight to work, groping and kissing me. Before we got to their place, his hand was down my pants, and he was fingering my hole.

We were barely inside the door of their flat, before they stripped me, and I was again sandwiched between them. I had a tongue in my mouth, another roaming my body, and two hands on my cock, balls, tits, arse, and anywhere else they wanted. I was moaning my appreciation constantly.

"Good little piggy," Connor told me.

Dave got undressed, watching Connor press me to him firmly, fingering me and attacking my mouth with his. Once Dave was naked, he took over, so Connor could get undressed as well. Dave manhandled me over to the sofa, and onto my back. He straddled my chest, pinned my hands down over my head, and pulled my mouth onto his hardening cock with a handful of my hair.

"Suck my cock, pig boy," he ordered, meanly. I did my best to obey, though he pulled my head back and forth against his crotch, and I didn't have much control. I sucked and licked the best I could, enjoying the surrender. I wasn't quite gagging from his assault on my throat, and thankfully he didn't work my mouth too hard.

Connor must have finished stripping, as I felt him hoist my ankles up, and press my legs into Dave's back. His fingers roughly working into my arse hole, stretching me. "Good little piggy," he said in response to my louder moaning. Next I felt lube being smeared over and into my hole, and presumably onto Connor's cock.

Dave momentarily released me, and held some amyl under my nose. I inhaled gratefully, and a wave of warmth washed over me. He put the amyl aside, and went back to vigorously face fucking me, my hands once again held down.

Connor's cock pressed into my hole, and I did my best to relax and let him in. He didn't hold back though, driving slowly deeper and deeper. My high-pitched howl around Dave's cock, was met with an approving, "Yeah, squeal piggy," from Connor. He bottomed out in me, and I managed to let go.

Connor started pumping my arse, and they soon synchronised their thrusts into my orifices. They kept telling me what a good little piggy I was. I had completely surrendered to them, and the pleasure of being used. I was in ecstasy, reveling in the weight of two men on me, pleasuring themselves with my body. I loved being their pig-boy.

Connor came up my arse, and I came onto Dave's back. They got off me, and Connor wiped the cum off Dave and fed it to me.

Then they virtually carried me into the bedroom for round two. Connor laid on the bed and pulled my head onto his cock. I was cleaning him off, but he soon got hard again, and it turned to face fucking. I was bent over the edge of the bed, and Dave mounted me from there, pinning my hands to the small of my back. He had better leverage on the bed than Connor had had on the sofa, and pounded me as hard as he could. He came inside me, with a thrust that nearly shoved me up on top of Connor. I rolled over and jerked myself to a rapid, and gushing, climax. Connor got up on his knees and stroked himself until he came over my face and into my mouth.

We all slumped on the bed, me nestled between the two tops.

"We found us a dirty little pig boy," Dave said languidly to Connor.

"Oh, yeah. Loved hearing you squeal piggy," Connor said.

"Oink, oink," I said, and they laughed.

The guys each kissed me passionately, and we drifted off to sleep.

Some time during the night, I woke on my side. Connor was behind me, easing his cock into my arse. Dave's head was down in my crotch, taking me in his mouth. His dick was in my face, so I opened up, and slurped away at it. Dave and I sixty-nined to a mutual climax, and Connor came up my arse again.

In the morning, they had me doggy-style, swapping ends a couple of times before once again filling me with their cum. Finally they took me into the bathroom, soaping me up and rinsing me down so sensually that I came again.

Wow. What a night! I headed home feeing like I'd been ridden hard and put away wet. It was fantastic. Before I left, the guys took my number.

"We definitely plan to stick you again, piggy," Connor said.