One Sunday afternoon Gavin wandered through the quiet showroom. The sun streamed in through the large windows, casting a warm light on the polished floors and the gleaming surfaces. Unusually for him, he was dressed in jeans and a polo shirt, the fabric soft against his skin, a stark contrast to his usual crisp suits and ties. His cropped black hair was swept back, and his beard neatly trimmed.
The scent of new leather filled the air. The body work of a sedan gleamed under spotlights, reflecting the polished marble floor like a mirror. Gavin walked around it, appreciating the craftsmanship and the power that the car exuded. He could almost hear the engine purring, ready to unleash its fury on the open road. He was no stranger to expensive cars, but this one was something else. It was a work of art.
A young man in a tailored suit approached, his tall and lean physique filled out his tight suit perfectly. His hair was a sandy blond, styled in a neat, modern cut that framed his face handsomely.
"Good morning" he said, running a hand along the car's curves. "I'm Ryan. Is there anything I can help you with today?"
Gavin turned to him, noticing the way his blue eyes sparkled.
"Thanks, I'm thinking of buying sometime later this year, but just browsing today"
He extended a hand towards Ryan "I'm Gavin by the way".
Ryan's grip was firm; his touch lingered a moment too long.
Gavin smiled, his eyes flicking over Ryan's well-dressed form. He turned back to the car.
"I don't know much about cars, but I know what I like."
"Well, I can show you around. We've got a few models that might just... catch your eye."
They strolled through the showroom; Ryan's eyes gleamed with an enthusiasm that was infectious. His fingers traced the contours of each model, his voice a steady stream of information. "This one," he said, gesturing to a sleek, metallic form, "is our latest addition."
They paused in front of a sleek sports car.
Ryan's hand brushed against Gavin's as he pointed out the features. "It's a real beast. 0-60 in under four seconds." Gavin felt a jolt at the contact, a spark that ignited something. He glanced at Ryan, noticing the way his lips curled up at the corners, a small smile playing on them.
"Sounds impressive," Gavin murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.
He felt Ryan's gaze on him, intense and heated. It was a look he recognized. One he'd seen many times before.
One he'd given many times before.
It was invitation and challenge all rolled into one. Gavin felt a familiar feeling rise within him. He shifted his stance slightly; his hand rested on the car's door. "So, what do you think?" Ryan asked, his voice a low murmur. The question hung in the air, charged with more than just the usual sales pitch.
Gavin's gaze flicked back to Ryan, his eyes darkening as he took in the younger man's handsome features. "I like what I see," he replied, his voice a low rumble.
Ryan's lips curled into a smirk. "Really?"
Suddenly a deep voice made them both jolt "Ryan, sorry to interrupt...."
A mechanic stood in the doorway, his frame filling the space, his eyes flicking between the two of them. His overalls were a stark contrast to Ryan's pristine suit and Gavin's smart casual attire. "Got a question about the delivery schedule."
Ryan broke the moment, his professional mask snapping back into place. "Of course, Luke. we were just...discussing the car." He shot Gavin a quick look, a silent apology.
Gavin nodded, his lips curling into a small smile. "No problem. I've got all afternoon."
The mechanic was older, mid-forties, silver streaks peppered his short, black hair. He was stocky, his body built by years of labor. His eyes, a deep, piercing blue, seemed to miss nothing, his gaze sharp and assessing as he watched Ryan approach.
He nodded at Gavin, a simple acknowledgement, before turning his attention to Ryan.
"So, what's the problem with the schedule?" Ryan asked, his voice losing its earlier smoothness, replaced with a no-nonsense edge.
"It's the usual bullshit, Ryan. Management fucked up the delivery dates again. I need to know if we're getting the parts for the used stock or not."
Ryan sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I'll sort it out, Luke. Just give me a minute." He turned back to Gavin, his face a picture of professionalism once more.
"I'm really sorry about this. Can I get you a drink while you wait? We've got a nice setup in the office."
Gavin nodded, "Sure, why not?"
Ryan led him through a door at the back of the showroom, into a sleek, modern office. A leather couch filled one side of the room, and a polished desk sat in the center, with two chairs on either side.
"Only Coke or water, sorry. We're not allowed anything stronger"
Gavin shrugged. "Coke is fine."
Ryan opened a mini fridge and pulled out two cans. He handed one to Gavin, his fingers brushing against his. A silent challenge passed between them. The air in the room seemed to shift. Gavin's grip tightened on his can of Coke, the aluminum creaking under the pressure.
He was suddenly aware of the distance between him and Ryan. Slowly, he took a step towards him, his breath hitching in his chest. Ryan's eyes widened slightly, but he didn't step back, didn't break the connection. Instead, he mirrored Gavin's movement, closing the gap between them. Gavin's hand reached up to cup his face. He leaned in, his lips brushing against Ryan's in a soft, tentative kiss. He pulled back slightly, his eyes searching Ryan's for a response.
Just as Gavin's lips were about to press against Ryan's once more, the door to the office swung open with a force that rattled the room.
Luke stood in the doorway, his eyes widening as he took in the scene before him. The sudden intrusion broke the spell between Gavin and Ryan. They sprang apart, their faces flushed.
"Luke.... you scared the hell out of us," Ryan exclaimed, his voice unsteady.
Luke's gaze flicked between the two of them, his expression a mix of surprise and amusement. "Sorry," he said, though his tone suggested he wasn't sorry at all. "Didn't realize I was interrupting something. Thought you'd want to know, though. The shipment's coming in earlier than expected. We need to clear some space in the back"
"We'll be right with you, Luke. Just need to..."
Ryan trailed off as Luke strode further into the room, his eyes narrowing as he took in their flustered state. He smirked, a slow, knowing smile that transformed his rugged features . "I think I know what you need to do... both of you," he said, his voice a low rumble.
He took another step forward, closing the distance between them. Gavin could see the muscular definition through Luke's overalls, the dust and grease that stained his hands and face only adding to his rough, masculine appeal. Luke took another step forward, his eyes never leaving Gavin's. His hands went to the zipper of his overalls, and with a slow, deliberate motion, he began pull them.
Both men watched, mesmerized, as Luke's hands pulled down the zipper with a slow, deliberate motion. The metal teeth parted, revealing a hint of coarse, dark hair, a tantalizing glimpse of what lay beneath. Luke's hand moved to cup himself through the open zipper, his cock already semi-hard, straining against the dark blue material.
Ryan's eyes widened, his chest heaving as he took in the sight before him. He glanced at Gavin, a silent question passing between them.
"Fuck" Ryan breathed, his voice ragged with need.
Luke smirked, his hand beginning to stroke himself through the opening in his overalls.
His hand wrapped around the shaft of his cock, the skin taut and glistening. He pulled back his foreskin, revealing the shiny, purple head, a stark contrast against the paler flesh of his hand.
The sight was too much for Gavin. He moved forward and got to his knees. The action was sudden, unexpected, but it felt right. Luke's eyes widened, surprise and desire warring on his face. He took a step forward, his left-hand reaching out to grab Gavin's shoulder, his right-hand tightening on his cock. Gavin reached out, his hand wrapping around Luke's thick, coarse-haired shaft, before leaning in and taking the head of his cock into his mouth. The taste of him was salty and sharp, a mix of sweat and grease. Luke's grip tightened in Gavin's shoulder, his hips jerking slightly as Gavin's mouth moved over him.
Ryan watched, his own cock straining against his pants. He unzipped his fly, his hand reaching in to stroke himself as he watched Gavin take Luke into his mouth. His cock was already hard. With a slow, deliberate motion, he stepped forward to get a closer look.
Gavin moved his head away from Luke's cock, a string of saliva connecting their flesh for a moment before breaking. Luke didn't give him much time to recover, though. His grip tightened, pulling him back in. He fucked Gavin's mouth, his hips thrusting forward, his cock sliding deep into Gavin's throat. Gavin gagged slightly, his eyes watering as Luke's cock hit the back of his throat.
As his cock emerged from Gavin's mouth, it gleamed with a sheen of saliva, the glistening head an even deeper purple. It was a sight that was both raw and intimate, a testament to the primal nature of their encounter.
"Fuck," Ryan breathed, his hand moving faster over his own cock as he watched the scene before him. His movements were swift, his blazer sliding off his shoulders with a soft rustle, followed by the deft unbuttoning of his shirt. The crisp fabric fell away, revealing his toned, smooth chest, the muscles taut and defined beneath his skin. The room seemed to grow warmer as he stood there, the air thick with the scent of his cologne, a subtle hint of sandalwood and leather. His eyes, a deep, piercing blue watched the other two men intently.
Luke suddenly tugged at Gavin's hair, pulling him away from his cock. Gavin's eyes watered, his lips glistening with saliva and precum.
Luke pulled Gavin up to his feet, his grip firm on his shoulder. Before Gavin could react, Luke spun him around and pushed him against the wall. The impact was sudden, the wall cold against his back. Luke's body was hot and hard as he pressed against him, his cheek brushing against Gavin's.
Gavin could feel the rough hands as Luke's fingers hooked into the collar of his polo shirt, pulling it up and over his head in one swift motion. The cool air hit Gavin's chest, his nipples hardening as they were exposed. Luke's hands roamed over his torso, tracing the contours of his muscles, his thick chest hair brushing against his palms. Gavin's breath hitched in his chest as Luke's hands moved lower, his fingers hooking into the waistband of his jeans. With a tug, he pulled them down, revealing Gavin's tight, black briefs.
Luke's eager hands pushed Gavin's jeans down, his breath hot against Gavin's face.
He undid the heavy buckles of his overalls, the metal clinking softly against the worn denim as he pushed them down to his waist. With a swift, almost impatient motion, he yanked off his t-shirt, the fabric catching briefly on the coarse hair that covered his chest. The shirt fell to the floor, leaving him standing there, his massive, hairy chest exposed, the muscles beneath taut and defined.
He spun Gavin around again and then pushed him to bend over the leather couch. The cool leather against his bare chest was a sharp contrast to the heat of Luke's body as he pressed against Gavin's back.
Luke grabbed Gavin's hips, his fingers digging into the flesh. He pulled his briefs down, exposing his ass. Gavin felt the cool air hit his skin, his body tensing in anticipation. Luke's mouth curled into a sneer as he spat onto his fingers, the saliva glistening in the light. He then reached out, and rubbed the spittle into Gavin's tight hole, the action leaving a trail of moisture where it was needed most.
Luke positioned himself, his cock pressing against Gavin's entrance. With a slow, deliberate thrust, he pushed inside, his thick, coarse-haired shaft filling Gavin completely. Gavin moaned, the sound muffled by the couch, his body tensing at the intrusion. Luke held still for a moment, allowing Gavin to adjust to the sensation. Then, with a slow, steady rhythm, he began to move, his hips pulling back and thrusting forward, his cock sliding in and out of Gavin's body.
Ryan stood beside them, his own cock rock hard, his breath coming in short gasps as he watched the scene before him. He wanted in. He wanted a taste, a feel, a piece of the action.
"Fuck, that's hot," Ryan murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.
Luke leaned in, his lips brushing against Gavin's neck, his stubble scraping against Gavin's sensitive skin. His pace quickened, his thrusts becoming more forceful, more urgent. Gavin's breath hitched, his body tensing as Luke's lips found their way to his ear. "You like that, don't you?" he whispered.
Luke's pace quickened, slamming into Gavin with forceful, urgent thrusts. Gavin's knuckles turned white as he gripped the edge of the couch, bracing himself against the relentless assault. The room filled with the rhythmic sound of flesh meeting flesh, punctuated by the occasional grunt from Luke and a moan from Gavin.
Each thrust sent a jolt of pleasure through Gavin's body, but it was the sudden, intense wave of ecstasy that coursed through him when Luke's cock hit his prostate that made him moan louder. His body tensed, his hips bucking back against Luke, urging him to hit that spot again.
Luke's grip on Gavin's hips tightened, his thrusts becoming more deliberate as he sought to recreate that same reaction. "Fuck, yeah," he growled, his voice thick with desire.
Ryan's eyes remained fixed on the scene unfolding before him, his gaze intense and unblinking. His fingers traced the line of his pecs, then felt the texture of his nipples, the slight chill of the air against them. He stroked himself with vigor, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps, his eyes never leaving the spectacle before him.
And then, Luke pulled out, leaving Gavin gasping for breath. He didn't have to wait long though. Before he could even register Luke's absence, Ryan stepped up, his cock already in hand. Gavin could see the swollen, glistening head of his cock, the tip catching the light. Ryan's eyes met Gavin's, a silent question passing between them. Gavin nodded, a ragged breath escaping his lips.
He braced himself, his knuckles white as he gripped the edge of the couch. Ryan positioned himself, his cock poised at Gavin's entrance. With a slow, deliberate thrust, he pushed inside, his thick, smooth shaft filling Gavin completely. Gavin moaned, the sound echoing through the room as Ryan's cock penetrated him, the feeling of fullness almost overwhelming.
Ryan paused, giving Gavin a moment to adjust to the sensation. "Fuck, you're tight," he murmured, his voice a low growl. His grip on Gavin's hips tightened, his fingers digging into the flesh as he began to move, his hips pulling back and thrusting forward in a slow, steady rhythm.
Luke, who had stepped back to watch, was now stroking his own cock, his eyes never leaving the sight before him.
Gavin could feel every inch of Ryan inside him, could feel the slow, steady pace of his thrusts, the heat of his body as he moved. He could also feel Luke's eyes on him, could feel the weight of his gaze, the heat of his desire.
The sight of the two men fucking was almost too much for Luke to bear. He could see the way Ryan's cock filled Gavin, could see the way Gavin's body moved with each thrust. He could see the way their bodies fit together, the way their skin glistened with sweat. Luke's gaze was fixed on the spot where Ryan's cock slid in and out of Gavin, on the way Gavin's body tensed with each thrust. It was a sight that made him groan, a low, guttural sound that echoed through the room. Suddenly, Ryan's cock hit Gavin's prostate, the sensation sending Gavin reeling. His back arched, his body trembling as a wave of pleasure washed over him. "Fuck!" he gasped, his voice harsh and raw.
Ryan's eyes widened in surprise, a pleased smile spreading across his face as he felt Gavin's body react to the stimulation. "Found your spot, huh?" he murmured. His grip on Gavin's hips tightened, his pace quickening as he sought to recreate that same reaction.
Abruptly, Ryan pulled out, leaving Gavin gasping for breath, his body aching with need. Gavin's gaze met Ryan's, a silent question passing between them. Ryan smirked, a wicked gleam in his eyes, before he grabbed Gavin's shoulders and helped flip him onto his back. Gavin's eyes widened in surprise, his body now fully exposed to the younger man's gaze. Ryan stood up, towering over him, his cock glistening. He looked up at Ryan, his chest heaving, his body begging for more.
Ryan's eyes roamed over Gavin's body, taking in every inch of him.
He had wanted this, had wanted to see Gavin like this, had wanted to fuck him like this. He couldn't wait any longer. He bent down, his mouth finding Gavin's, his tongue invading his mouth, his breath mixing with his. He could taste the desire, the need, the want in Gavin's kiss. It made him harder, made him hungrier. Ryan broke the kiss, his breath coming in short gasps as he stared down at Gavin. "You're so fucking hot," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. He positioned himself between Gavin's legs, his cock poised at Gavin's entrance once again.
With a forceful thrust, he slammed into Gavin, their bodies coming together with a harsh, primal sound. Gavin's back arched, his body tensing as Ryan filled him completely. The sudden, intense invasion made him gasp, his hands clutching at Ryan's shoulders, his nails digging into his skin. Ryan's eyes widened at the sensation, the feel of Gavin's body around him, tight and hot and welcoming. "Fuck," he groaned, a low, guttural sound that echoed through the room.
He began to move, his hips pulling back and slamming into Gavin with a forceful, unyielding rhythm. The sound of their bodies coming together filled the room, a harsh, raw symphony that seemed to drown out everything else.
Gavin's fingers dug into Ryan's back, urging him to fuck harder. The sudden, intense pressure made Ryan grunt, a primal sound that echoed through the office. He looked down at Gavin, their eyes locking, their gazes intense and heated. The sight of Gavin's desperation, the feel of his hands on him, drove Ryan to move faster, to fuck harder. He could see the way Gavin's body reacted to each thrust, could see the way his chest heaved, his hips bucking up to meet his own. He could feel the way Gavin's body clenched around him, tight and hot and wet, could feel the way his body trembled with each forceful thrust. He loved it, loved the way Gavin responded to him, loved the way his body begged for more.
He wasn't the only one enjoying the show. Luke, his cock in his hand, stroked himself as he watched, his eyes never leaving the sight of Ryan fucking Gavin. The sight of their bodies coming together, the sounds of their pleasure, was almost too much for him. He gripped his cock tighter, his strokes becoming more urgent, more desperate. He wanted a piece of the action. He wanted to feel Gavin's body, to taste his pleasure.
He took a step forward, his eyes never leaving the sight before him. Just as Ryan's cock slammed into Gavin with a forceful thrust, Luke pushed his own cock into Gavin's mouth. The sudden, intense invasion made Gavin gag slightly, his body overwhelmed by the sensation. Luke's hands fisted in Gavin's hair, his grip tightening as he began to move, his hips thrusting forward as he fucked Gavin's mouth. The sight of Luke's cock disappearing into Gavin's mouth made Ryan groan, the sound deep and raw. He looked down at the younger man, watched as he forced his cock deeper into Gavin's throat. The sight of Luke using Gavin like that, the sound of his desperate, gagging moans, was almost too much for Ryan. It made him move faster, his own pace quickening as he sought to match Luke's brutal rhythm.
Luke's hand tightened on Gavin's hair, forcing him to take more of his cock, to open his throat wider. The sudden, intense invasion made Gavin's eyes water, his gag reflex kicking in as Luke's thick, coarse-haired shaft slid deeper into his mouth. Gavin's hands gripped Luke's thighs, his nails digging into the taut muscles as he tried to steady himself. Luke's grip on Gavin's hair was unyielding, his thrusts forceful and unforgiving. He could feel the younger man's struggles, could see the way his body trembled, could hear the desperate, choking sounds he made. It only served to turn him on more.
Gavin's body shook as he was filled by both men, their cocks stretching him, invading him. He could feel the smooth, slick heat of Ryan's cock sliding in and out of him, the forceful, unyielding thrusts pushing him to the brink. At the same time, the coarse, rough heat of Luke's cock in his throat, the harsh, brutal pace of his thrusts making him gag and choke. It was overwhelming, this sudden, intense invasion, this brutal, unyielding pleasure. Gavin's body shook with the effort of taking both men.
The back of his throat hit Luke's cock with a sudden, brutal thrust, making him gag. His eyes watered, but he couldn't pull away, couldn't escape the relentless fucking of both his mouth and his ass.
Ryan's pace quickened, his thrusts becoming more forceful, more urgent. Gavin could feel the heat building within him, a fire that was both pleasure and pain, a sensation that was overwhelming and all-consuming. Luke's grip on his hair tightened, his thrusts becoming even more brutal, his cock a harsh, unyielding presence in Gavin's mouth.
Ryan, his own pleasure reaching a fever pitch, let out a primal roar. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" He thrust deep into Gavin, his cock pulsing as he released his load, filling Gavin's ass with wads of hot, sticky cum. The sensation sent Gavin into a frenzy, his body clenching around Ryan's tool. Luke, feeling the tremors of Gavin's body, his own cock suddenly becoming too much to bear, forced deeper into his throat. With a loud, guttural groan, he exploded, his cock pulsing, sending rope after rope of hot cum into Gavin's mouth.
Luke, his body taut and trembling, pulled out his cock from Gavin's mouth, his own orgasm overtaking him. He gasped, his chest heaving, his cock still hard and aching. Ryan carefully withdrew from Gavin, his body slick with sweat, his breath labored. Gavin's body trembled, his chest heaving, his ass and mouth aching from the intense encounter.
Gavin felt the heat of Ryan's cum inside his ass, the taste of Luke's seed in his mouth. "Fuck," he muttered. "That was intense." Ryan's body was still shaking with the aftershocks of his orgasm as his cock glistened with the remnants of his release.
Luke, seemingly unable to resist, knelt down beside Gavin. He leaned in, his coarse, sweat-slicked face brushing against Gavin's, and pressed his lips against Gavin's. The kiss was unexpected, fierce, and hungry, a raw display of the passion that had been building between them. Gavin, still reeling from the intense encounter, responded with equal fervor, his arms wrapping around Luke's neck, pulling him closer.
Luke's tongue darted out, tracing the remnants of his own cum on his lips, the saltiness a stark reminder of the intensity of his release. The taste was both familiar and foreign, a bittersweet tang that lingered on his tongue, a testament to the raw, primal act he had just experienced.
The three men, their bodies still humming with the aftershocks of their encounter, began to clean up. Ryan reached for a towel from the small cabinet in the corner, handing one to each of them. Their laughter filled the room as they playfully wiped off the evidence of their passion, each glance they exchanged filled with unspoken understanding and satisfaction.
Once they were dressed, they stood for a moment, looking at each other, smiles playing on their lips. They straightened their clothes, smoothed their hair, and stepped out of the office, leaving the door slightly ajar.
The showroom was quiet, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the gleaming cars. They walked side by side, their steps in sync, their shoulders brushing against each other.
Their smiles were secretive, their eyes sparkling with the shared memory of what had just transpired. As they approached the showroom floor, Ryan nudged Gavin playfully. "So, I guess you really do like what's on offer here, huh?" he whispered, his voice low and teasing. Gavin chuckled, his cheeks flushing slightly at the memory. "Only one way to find out if you're any good, right?" he replied, his words laced with innuendo. Luke, walking on Gavin's other side, let out a low laugh. "Well, I'd say that was one hell of a test drive," he said, his voice gruff but amused. The three men made their way back onto the showroom floor, their smiles still intact, their eyes gleaming with satisfaction and shared secrets.
