Stalker and Trespasser

This story is the latest part of a book I’ve been trying to write for four years, and I want to test reaction to the story of the main couple and their lives and adventures together. The start is a brief description of the guys and their location. Of course there is a lot more to this story but what is important to me is the writing style and the description. Does this leave you cold or wanting more or is it fine as it is. All points of view are welcome. Thanks.

My name is Gerren, I’m a 33 year old geologist specialising in rare earth minerals and I live in the far west of Cornwall on the Lands’ End peninsular. My life partner is Stephen. He’s 36 years old and an ex-army officer and diplomat who now works in internet security. We have known each other for nearly six years now and Stephen made my dreams come true by coming to live with me at my home whish was left to me by my beloved Grandparents.

We are both tall, though at 6’51/2 inches, Stephen is taller than me by nearly three inches. We are both well-built and muscular and also very well endowed to our mutual delight. We are also both blond. We’ve been told that we pass as brothers, much to our amusement.

I can’t believe my good fortune in having Stephen as my life partner and Stephen tells me that I am the most handsome and caring person he knows.

With my house comes some land. Not much land but about 6 acres. One special aspect of our home is that it is secluded from the narrow road between St Ives and St Just and no one can see the building from the road. We have a small garden and beyond the garden leading down to cliffs is the land stretching down about 300 metres to the South West Coastal path which fortunately dips below our fields and also hides the large house we live in. We cannot see the coastal path even from the roof of our house. So we are secluded. The nearest inhabited place to us in my family farm which is nearly half a mile away and run by my understanding younger brother.

Also at the end of our land we have built a suntrap cum shelter in which we can sit and look out over to the Atlantic and we can see some fantastic sunsets and amazing storms. About 30 metres from the shelter there is a style* that leads down a very short and steep path to the coastal footpath. We have a sign that indicates that beyond the style it is private property.

*Stile for you Yanks.

Last September, just as the pandemic rules we starting to be relaxed in the UK, Stephen and I we again able to visit our local pub to have the occasional drink and bite to eat. With the tourists mostly gone, we with some of the other locals had the pub to ourselves, though there were still the odd few visitors around. We had noticed a group of people in their mid to late twenties which included one very tall, built and sexy guy, but we thought nothing of the man as he seemed to be very pre-occupied with his friends. Stephen and I still have a roving eye, but we have an agreement that we never play away from home alone, though bringing in a sexy guy or few to enjoy together was something we really got excited about and enjoyed.

It was on the Saturday morning, five days after Stephen’s 36th birthday that I was working in the garden, preparing for the autumn. It was a gloriously sunny day, and possibly the last of the Indian summer and I was well into my work when Stephen came behind me wrapping his massive arms around my chest and nibbling my ear.

Why don’t you come down to the shelter with me and we can have lunch together in the shelter maybe for the final time this year whilst the weather is good. I totally agreed with him and he made his way back to the kitchen to prepare the food and drink. I continued in the garden and before too long Stephen was again with me, this time caressing my arse. I turned to him and faced him putting my arms over his broad shoulders and kissing him deeply. His hazel eyes shone as they always did when he saw me and he gave me his winning smile that always made my heart thump hard.

“I’m just going down to the shelter to prepare for the lunch and then you can help me take the hamper down for lunch. I’ve put in some very cold Chablis so we can celebrate the end of summer. Tidy up here and clean yourself up, I’ll be back in ten minutes”.

Reluctantly, I let him go and started to tidy up to put the weeds and dead heads onto the garden waste heap and to put the tools away before heading back to the kitchen to wash off the sandy soil from my hands and arms.

I was just about to head indoors when I saw Stephen returning with another person; obviously a male and it seemed that he had his arm around the man. I was wondering what the hell was going on when I realised that Stephen had his hand on the back of the guy’s neck and was actually pushing him towards the house. As they got closer I could see that the guy wasn’t struggling and was accepting his position. Actually with Stephen’s height and build, not many would be able to put up much of a struggle as I knew when he would throw himself on top of me when we were in bed together having some hot delicious sex.

As they got closer to me I realised that I had seen the guy before and was trying to figure out where I had seen him before. Stephen called out to me.

“Look what I found in our shelter. Trespassing on our land, and that’s not all”.

Stephen had a big grin on his face and his eyes were sparkling, but his voice was full of menace, not difficult for him with his deep baritone voice. They were both about a couple of paces from me now and I was able to look closely at the guy.

He was just over six foot, nicely built. Black hair, dark eyes, clean shaven and muscled; definitely well-built and a regular visitor to the gym. He looked as if he was in his late twenties. He wasn’t cowed nor was he cocky, just accepting that he been caught out on our land.

I looked at Stephen and noticed that he had the makings of an erection in his shorts. To be honest, Stephen was so well hung that he always looked if he had the start of a boner in his shorts. He was still standing behind the guy and was silently indicating to me with his head that we should play with our trespasser.

“Tell my partner what you were doing when I found you in the shelter”.

He muttered an answer that I didn’t catch and he was looking down at the ground shamefaced.

Stephen stepped forward and pushed the man closer to me. “Speak up and clearly”. He called out, his Army training coming to the fore with his command.

“I was wanking”. The guy admitted grudgingly.

“And how were you dressed”? Stephen was ordering a confession out of the man.

“I was nude”. The admission was less of a surprise to me than the revelation that he had trespassed and had been tossing off.

I was still trying to figure out where I had seen the person before. Stephen continued his interrogation from behind.

“How did you get into our property”?                                                            

He had walked along the coastal footpath and found his way to the style and climbed over and found the shelter.

I breathed a sigh of relief. At least he hadn’t walked totally through the property from the road to get to the shelter.

“How long have you been down in there”?

“About twenty minutes or so; Not too long”. He grudgingly replied.

“Why were you doing what you were doing”. Stephen continued.

Again there was a mumbled reply and Stephen had to order him to speak up.

“I was thinking of you two together having sex with each other and with me”. He almost called out.

Stephen was now pawing at his cock through the material of his shorts; he was definitely hard and it was unmissable.

I asked the guy. “How did you know about us and where we lived”?

“We saw you both at the pub during the week and asked about you both”. Now things were a bit clearer to me. It was the hot looking guy I had briefly noticed.

“When you left we asked the locals about you. They were very defensive about you both but we did find out that you were a couple and gay and that you lived along away from the pub close to the cliffs”. I wanted to see you guys again and to be close to you so I have been coming back here alone from my friends to try to find you and yesterday I discovered the track to the style and looked around and saw the house for the first time and saw one of you exercising in the garden”.

Stephen was now playing with one of his nipples as he grabbed at his covered erection. I knew what he wanted to happen.

I continued. “You were stalking us”.

This flummoxed the guy. “Well yes, no, yes, well not really. I didn’t think of it as stalking, I just wanted to know you guys”.

I was now getting an erection from just watching Stephen play with himself. The guy was still facing me and couldn’t see what Stephen was up to, but I knew all too well what Stephen had in mind. I know my lover too well. This could well turn out to be fun. The guy was a handsome specimen of manhood.

“What’s your name”? I demanded.

“Jon. No H.”

“Jon what”?

“Jon Hudson” was the admission, though he didn’t ask for our names. He most probably knew already from the locals in the pub.

I announced to Stephen that we should take Jon to the house to decide what we should do with our trespasser. Stephen paced forward and started to push Jon in front of him. I walked alongside Stephen. It had been some time since we had spoken in Portuguese with each other; A language we had learned for different reasons during our work.

“O que você quer fazer com ele”? I asked Stephen. (What do you want to do with him?)

“Vamos pegá-lo nu e ter algum prazer com ele”. Was Stephen’s deep throated reply. (Let’s get him naked and have some fun).

Acordado”. I smiled back at Stephen. (Agreed). This could be some good and memorable fun for the end of summer.

We approached the house and I opened up into the conservatory and we pushed Jon inside. I went through to the kitchen to wash my hands and arms of the soil from my gardening, and I noticed the hamper of food Stephen had prepared for our end of summer feast, though it seemed that we were to have some extra starters to our meal.

Stephen locked the conservatory door making Jon our prisoner and joined me in the kitchen.

“What shall we do with him”? he asked me.

“Fun rather than punishment, but we should make it sound like punishment to start”. I determined.

“Sounds good to me. I’ll take him upstairs to the bedroom making appropriate noises. By the way, he’s a decent catch. We can make him very pliable to our demands”.

Stephen went back into the conservatory and ordered Jon to follow him upstairs. “We’re going to have to see what we’ll have to do with you for stalking us and trespassing”.

I was going to give them two or three minutes. I knew that it wouldn’t take Stephen all that long to get Jon naked. Being nearly 6’6” tall and just about 17 Stone (235llbs) of blond muscle he could be a very imposing figure that could make anyone do as he wished. All he had to do with me was to look at me and smile.

I crept up the stairs to just outside of our bedroom and listened in to the interrogation.

After a few moments of heavy breathing and a couple of snorts, Stephen ordered Jon.

“Right, I want you in the same condition as I found you in our shelter”.

“Now”. He almost shouted at Jon.

I could hear Jon frantically taking off his clothes followed by a short silence.

“You’re not in the same condition”. Stephen told him firmly. “Get it hard”.

Again there was just a slight sound and I could hear Stephen stripping off. I too started to strip off my clothing and had no difficulty in getting an erection. My thick nine inches sprung into full hardness, pointing to the ceiling.

“That’s much better”. I heard Stephen comment and I heard a deep sigh and breath from Jon who must have seen Stephen in his full nakedness for the first time.

“Get down on your knees and put your hands behind your back and clasp your wrists; you are not to touch me or yourself until I tell you too”. Stephen growled. “You might have had fantasies about us to jack off to, but we’re going to be in charge now”.

I heard Stephen pace in the bedroom and then ordered Jon to suck him. There was a whimper and a deep breath from Jon followed by a low moan from Stephen.

“Come on, you’ve only got the head in your mouth, you can get more in than that”.

There was a gasp for air from Jon and Stephen had to remind him to keep his hands behind his back. Joh must have taken in more of Stephen’s huge fat shaft because Stephen told him it was much better. I decided to walk into the bedroom.

I turned through the door to see Joh dutifully on his knees, his hands behind his back sucking on Stephen’s monster. He had about an inch of the cock shaft in his mouth as well as the cock head. Seven inches or more of Stephens cock was still to be covered by Jon’s mouth. I knew that I couldn’t get more than five in my mouth of my lovers dick, and that it had never bothered him. I had seen a couple of very talented cocksuckers struggle to take all of his cock in their throats and just about succeed. I doubted if Jon could get much more inside his sweet mouth.

I walked along side Stephen pushing my dick into Jon’s view and put my arm around Stephen’s powerful back and leant up to kiss him deeply. As always he responded with lots of tongue action and passion. With my spare hand I tweaked Stephens nipples hard as we continued kissing and he responded with a deep low moan of appreciation. He put his hand to my head holding it in place as we fought our tongue battle and I ran my hands over his pecs, appreciating his muscle and moved lover to his perfect abs. I broke the kiss and looked down at Jon, manfully trying to suck more of Stephen’s prime meat. I moved my hand to his head trying to force more into his mouth. I could see Jon trying to suck more and more without much success and his sizable cock bouncing in the air as if begging for attention.

The guy had a very decent body on him. Clean and smooth, with no blemishes and very well sculpted though not as muscled as Stephen and myself. There was a decent shape to his back and he had, from what I could see, a very tasty arse on him. It was obvious that he took good care of himself. He was also trying to glance at my cock, hard and pointing upwards against Stephen’s side pelvis, and he was also trying to take in my body too.

Stephen looked at me with that lascivious look. “He’s got a soft mouth and good tongue. You should try him”. I pulled Jon’s head off of Stephen and pushed his lips against my cock. I’m not as thick as Stephen’s cock nor as long but Stephen swears that I’m the equal of him given that I am shorter and lighter than him at 15 Stone (210 lbs) my cock is an inch shorter than my partners but Jon was able to get a bit more into his mouth. Stephen was right as Jon did have a talented mouth and tongue as I received ripple of pleasure as he sucked.

Stephen growled an appreciation. “Oh yes he’s a cocksucking pig for sure, look how he’s enjoying your beautiful cock in his mouth”. He reached over to work on my nipples which are wired to my balls, giving me the most wonderful sensation. “We’re going to have to show our appreciation of his cocksucking with a generous reward”. Stephen announced. Still Jon’s cock was throbbing in the air, a small line of thick juice falling from his cockhead.

“Time Duplo”. Stephen said to me in Portuguese. (Double Team)

I nodded my head in agreement. It had been some time since we had a guest in our bedroom because of the Pandemic and all the more time since we had double teamed someone, but we had hardly started with Jon, and he wasn’t an invited guest as such.

I wanted to explore Jon’s body. He was a tasty number and I wanted us both to enjoy ourselves. If Jon didn’t like it, then he shouldn’t have trespassed into our property. I was certain that he would like his punishment.

We pulled Jon up off of his knees and walked him over to our huge Emperor size bed, which we got as one of the conditions of Stephen coming to live with me. At seven foot by seven foot, we could both sleep comfortably together and it was very useful when we had guests to stay with us and to “relax” with us before they went off to the spare room for the rest of the night or day if necessary. Stephen lay down on the bed, his ten inches being held up vertically by the thumb of his right hand. I guided Jon to the side of Stephen and pushed his lips to the erect phallus and manfully he tried to take as much as he could in his mouth with Stephen giving out encouraging noises. I noticed a vein along the centre of Jon’s forehead as he tried to take more into his mouth. This time he was allowed to hold onto the base of the monster and I noticed that his hands and wrists were small. I also noticed that he had decent biceps; nowhere as massive as Stephen’s or mine but they were nicely defined. I was also able to take in his chest for the first time. He had a nice deep groove and a good deep rise to his pecs with lovely erect nips seemingly well used.

Jon pulled off Stephen’s dick and was licking the shaft and head and smelling the glans taking in deep breaths and he took hold of Stephen’s massive balls and sucked on them as Stephen jacked his pole before returning to the cock for more sucking.

I went down on Jon’s lovely eight inches. It tasted sweet and it was truly hard, His foreskin came right back exposing a delightfully shiny head that I deliberately licked all over. There was a gasp from Jon as I did so and he became more excited sucking on Stephen’s cock.

“I don’t know what’s happening down there but do it some more because the reaction up here is marvellous”. Stephen called out.

Again Jon pulled of off Stephen, gasping for air and Stephen used his thumb to lift up his cock into the air and let it go to slap against his lower belly, repeating the action a few times.

We moved around the bed. And Stephen and Jon ended up in a sixty-nine with Stephen above Jon trying to fuck his face. Jon was reaching up to caress Stephens back muscles and backside obviously enjoying the huge body above him. I was down by Stephen’s head and he broke away from his sucking to kiss me deeply. I was spreading Jon’s legs wide taking in his shaved balls and looking down at his arsehole. It was sweet. I took hold of his juicy thick eight inches and jacked him for a while, all the time thinking about how Stephen and I were going to fuck him and how we were to double team him. I slid between his legs offering my cock next to his and he eagerly took hold of both of them rubbing our heads together and mixing the lube juices leaking from our cocks. He looked delightfully happy and relaxed and he seemed to me to be ready for anything that was going to happen.

For a while we jacked on each other’s dicks taking in the thickness and lengths that we had; in my head I was now rejoicing that we had twenty seven inches of cock to play with all together. Again we moved about the bed and I ended up on top of Jon and we kissed deep and hard, with him exploring my arms and back as we did so. We rolled over on the bed reversing the positions my cock was rubbing against his hole. Stephen was standing at the base of the bed, calling out to Jon that we did safe sex only with guests. Jon called out his agreement and Stephen moved around to the bedside drawers and pulled out a Magnum and lube. As Jon and I kissed deeply Stephen undid the rubber and expertly slid it down my lubed shaft   and I felt him enter a finger into Jon’s unresisting hole.

I then felt Stephen’s hand guide my cock to the entrance and he sat down on my tool taking in expertly the first three or four inches easily. After a few moments my cock slipped out and again I felt Stephen guide me to Jon’s hole. Again he took in most of my cock into him and this time I reached up to his shoulders and pushed him in deeper. There was no resistance from him. I moved my hands back to the base of his back and held him to me and Jon leaned over to kiss me. I could feel the ridges of his Shute as I slowly fucked him and he squeezed his arse muscles around my shaft. I knew that I wasn’t fully inside of him; I wasn’t feeling that sensation of my lower cock being gripped but I was enjoying being inside of this handsome, and sexy guy and receiving his rewarding kisses. I could also feel his cock throbbing against my belly and abs. I gripped hold of his arse as we coupled. His arse muscle was soft and supple, but it made his cheeks grip my cock harder as we slowly fucked.

In the meantime Stephen was at the end of the bed watching my cock work into Jon, calling out encouraging words and I knew he was stroking his cock and working his nips. Jon sat up slightly and I felt more of my cock being taken deeper in by him and he increased the rate at which he was fucking himself on my shaft. I started to push into him harder and faster now he had given me the encouragement by rising up further. He bent his back deeper so he could kiss me and he was now working on my nips after he was told to by an excited Stephen still behind us.

The sound in the room was now of our flesh slapping against each other as we now stared to power fuck, I felt my cock getting harder and harder and my balls getting tighter and we paused for a few seconds before resuming our coupling. I felt Stephens hand holding onto my balls as we fucked. I knew what would happen next and I was right. As we continued fucking for a few seconds and then resting I felt Stephen licking my balls when Jon rested by sitting right down on my shaft. During all this fucking Jon hadn’t once touched his cock but he was super hard and leaking lube juice like crazy.

I saw Stephen walking around to the drawer again and he pulled out another rubber and slipped it on working it down deep over his hard fat shaft. I pulled out from Jon and made way for Stephen to take over the fucking. I ripped off my rubber and wiped my cock with our cum towel. Although Stephens cock is longer and thicker than mine Jon was well able to take it all into his well fucked arse with easily, accommodating Stephen’s extra inch without effort and as soon as they were ready the fucking began again.

Almost from the start Stephen was ramming his cock home and was slamming it back into Jon at a furious rate. I could see that Jon’s arse lips were really being stretched and I was enjoying seeing Stephen’s cock pull almost all the way out before being pistoned all the way back again.  The guys were lying diagonally across the bed; one of the advantages of an Emperor sized bed, and I was able to lie down behind the guys and get a great view of the action. Again, Jon was gasping with pleasure and leaning over to kiss Stephen and play with Stephen’s nipples and to stroke and caress his chest and arm muscles. Also Jon was leaving his cock alone.

After about ten minutes of fucking, Stephen called out to me to rubber up again and add more lube. He pulled out of Jon and I lubed his shaft again and squirted more lube into Jon’s gaping hole. Jon sat down on Stephen’s cock and they stayed motionless for a few seconds as I came up behind them with my cock aimed at Jon’s hole.

“Double time”. Stephen rumbled quietly. Jon looked behind him and made to lift himself off Stephen but my partners arms held him firmly in place as I now pushed against Stephen’s cock now balls deep in Jon’s hole. It wasn’t as difficult as I thought it might be. To be honest there wasn’t much resistance from Jon who only muttered that he’d “never done this before”.

“This is your punishment for stalking us and trespassing on our property and stripping off and jacking without our permission”. Stephen reminded him.

As I pushed in deeper there was the start of sum resistance and Jon arched him back and threw back his head as if in pain. I continued to push deeper into him and then paused and Stephen slowly continued to slowly fuck from the lower position. In my head I was hoping that we would be able to get all out combined nineteen inches into Jon and have the ride of our lives. It must have been nearly three years since we last double fucked. I could feel Stephen’s massiveness against my cock inside of Jon and it was a massive turn on. After a few strokes from Stephen I too took up the stroking inside of Jon taking alternate strokes to Stephen. Both of us were now moaning with pleasure. Jon was strangely silent. Stephen called out that Jon’s cock was still hard and leaking. He must have been getting pleasure from our attention.

Slowly and surely I felt my cock move deeper and deeper into Jon and I was over excited at the feel of my lovers cock sliding against mine and occasionally feeling our balls touching each other adding to the wonderful feeling we were getting from fucking together.

I slipped out of Jon but was able to get back inside very quickly, this time getting in totally inside of him in one thrust. Jon called out is total lust, “Oh Christ yes, fuck me guys, this is amazing”, and I pushed his back down so his face was right next to Stephen’s. The amazing effect of guys kissing during fucking is fantastic and the two of them kissing brought them to a total frenzy. Each time we were able to get both our dicks into him at the same time, balls deep, Jon would call out in joy. I was pushing down on the base of Jon’s spine and Stephen was reaching to his butt and instinctively we clasped hands. To me there was no one like Stephen and there never would be. I had found my life’s soul mate and the feeling was mutual and now we were again enjoying ourselves mutually working over a sexy guy once again. It couldn’t be better.

Again we paused to change places, this time with me on the bottom, Jon facing me and Stephen up from behind. We again easily entered Jon together but for me the feeling was totally different. The feeling of Stephen’s huge ten incher rubbing against mine deep in Jon hole was amazing but I also had the advantage of being able to look up over Jon’s shoulders and see the look on Stephen’s face, especially into his eyes as he was in an almost rapture. Again I knew why I loved the man so much. I could also see Jon’s face this time and he was as near to ecstasy as it possible. We were also kissing deeply and I could also feel his cock pulsating against my body as I thrust upwards into him.

I almost totally lost my position when Stephen raised up Jon’s arse to pound harder and if possible deeper, but then I realised what Stephen was wanting to do. He was leaning over Jon to get close to me. He reached over to my head pulling me closer so we could kiss. We made it without losing our positions, just, but it confirmed our lust for each other. Again we double fucked like this for a few minutes taking breaks before deciding to take a new position.

This time Stephen lay on his back with Jon sitting on his cock pleasuring himself. I stood astride the guys facing Jon offering him my cock to suck, my legs astride so Stephen could look up and see the sexy guy worshiping my cock. It was not what Stephen wanted. He was pulling me down to my knees with my butt towards his face. I was in for a treat. He prised open my arse cheeks and started to rim out my hole as I sat on his face. I was face to face with Jon and we were kissing each other deeply and I reached over to play with his hard erection, jacking him off, he reached up to play with my nipples. I was in heaven. Stephen eating out my butt as I was kissing this sexy boy, toying with his cock and having my nips worked over, as my lover deep fucked the same guy. I was calling out to Stephen to keep fucking and eating and that I was loving every second of this action. We stayed like this for a while until Stephen told me to put my arse in Jon’s face. I stood up and bent over presenting my hole to Jon who without a seconds thought buried his face in my but licking at my hole as if there was no tomorrow.

Stephen was still fucking Jon deep, and I was amazed that Stephen hadn’t shot his load before now. I was moaning at the wonderful attention I was getting from Stephen and the sight of his pumped-up body working hard with Jon. Again it was time for a change. I had no idea how long we had been fucking about. I was told to get onto my back and Stephen sat on my face again and I rimmed him out as he faced away from me his huge cock towering above my face right above my head was Jon, also pumped up. Stephen leaned over to get a new Magnum and expertly rolled it down his shaft and told Jon to turn around and sit on his cock. Jon obeyed and I got the wonderful view of Jon’s arsehole being stretched open wide by Stephen’s massiveness as I was rimming his hole. I was reaching to jack off myself as I was very excited by what I was seeing. Stephen told me not to shoot. “I have an idea for that”.

Usually when we had a threesome or what we called a more-some, we’d have a plan that we would have discussed beforehand, but today’s action was more off the cuff. I was disappointed when Jon was hauled off of Stephen’s dick and Stephen Stood up. He manipulated me around the bed so that I remained on my back and lifted my legs in the air and forced Jon down to eat my arsehole joining him to tongue bathe my hole together. Again I was in raptures and the guys took turns eating me and sending shivers of pleasure up and down my spine.

The time had come for us to bring the action to an end. Again it was Stephen who organised the fun to bring us off. We were to kneel each side of Jon’s face, feeding him our dicks in turn and trying to do to his mouth what we had earlier succeeded in doing to his arsehole. Ramming both into his mouth at the same time. There was no way that we would have managed it, but it was fun trying and Jon was manfully trying to pleasure us both. He was wanking his cock and moaning with pleasure, and we were applying pleasure and pain to his nipples to enhance his joy. I was left to feed his throat with my nine incher and Stephen went down to Jon’s balls licking them and taking both of them in his mouth at the same time. Jon was now furiously jacking off, holding my cock in his mouth, and giving my head lots of attention with his tongue. Suddenly he was almost struggling for breath and snorting through his nose. He gave out a huge, muffled wail from his throat and he body convulsed as he shot off his load. There was a short spasm from his cock and a small shot of cum spewed out followed by a more impressive blast of cum up to his throat and three more shots almost as strong up to his nipples and over his abs and a more gentle fifth shot of cum above his navel. His body shuddered slightly as his orgasm subsided and he allowed my cock to leave his mouth.

Stephen then came up to Jon’s face and sat on him again to receive the tongue massage on his arse. I knew how to pleasure Stephen from there and offered him my cock to suck on. As always my most talented partner was able to swallow all my length and I knew just how to work his nipples to get him to his peak. Jon must have been doing a fantastic job on his hole as very quickly Stephen stood up above him and I quickly put one hand around his balls gently cradling them in my hand and reached up to kiss him deeply. Stephen let go of his cock and reached up in the air with one arm touching the ceiling and used his other hand to pull on his nipple and then suddenly Jon must have had the most wonderful view of Stephens fat ten-inch meat throbbing in the air and shooting out stream after stream of his love juice falling all over Jon in the main but also all over the bed above Jon, hands free. He was covered in cum all over his torso head and face. Stephen lowered his arm from the ceiling to hold my face to his as we kissed deeply. Jon was calling out in amazement at the force and amount of cum spewing from Stephen’s cock which was pumped so full of blood the veins were clear and outstanding.

I held onto Stephen for awhile and when the tension in his body subsided I allowed him to sit down on the bed. After a couple of minutes rest, he called me over to lie between Jon and himself, kissing me gently and lovingly.

“I suppose you want your release now”?

I only had to nod my agreement.

“Close your eyes”. I obeyed.

“Jack yourself and relax to the attention we are giving to you”.

Stephen knew exactly what I loved. I could sense the two guys changing position around me. I felt both my nipples being teased by both the guys and Stephen was slapping my face with his still hard cummy dick. Then I felt Jon doing the same to me. I could hear and tell that the guys were kissing each other, with some passion. This excited me so much and not out of jealousy. I was increasing the rate at which I was jacking off, loving the attention to my wired nips and the guys hitting my face with their hard wet dicks. I was now groaning with pleasure. It must have been at Stephen’s direction that the guys lay down beside me stroking my body with their hands and especially Stephen, cupping and pulling on my balls. I could feel both their hard dicks also rubbing against my hand as I jacked off and then the most pleasurable of sensations, two wet mouths licking and chewing on my nipples and biting them and sucking on them. My body started to tingle, and I felt my balls totally boil at the reaction to the guys mouths on my nipples. My breathing became laboured, and my body tensed. Stephen called out to me to shoot my load for him and bit down hard on my nipple and I felt Jon’s face being forced down hard on my chest and he was chewing on my other nipple and then it came. Stephen called out for Jon to watch. I felt my cock tremor out stream after stream of cum all over myself. I lost count of the number of times my cock spasmed. Jon called out “Fucking Hell. Oh my God”.

When I felt that my cock has stopped ejaculating my cum, I opened my eyes to see a massive, wicked grin on Stephens face and one of awe on Jon’s face.

“Is it always like that”? It wasn’t the first time I’d heard incredulity in a guys voice after they had seen me shoot my load. Jon was exactly the same as the others.

“All the time I’ve known him, without fail and he makes me shoot the same way and only since I have known him as well”.

Stephen leapt off the bed and took a large towel from the linen cupboard and dried off his wet cock before throwing it to us to dry off ourselves and the bed. Before re-joining us on the bed with Jon in between us. Each of us was exhausted. I looked at the clock. It was almost three o’clock. Lunch had been missed. We had been having sex for nearly two and a half hours.

Jon asked us. “What are your names. I know one of you is a Stephen and the other something like Gerrand? I only know from the people at the pub”.

I spoke up. “He is Stephen and has a P and an H but no V – He insists, and I’m Gerren, It’s a Cornish name and one I’m proud of”.

Stephen spoke next. “Gerren is the only man I’d have in my life as my life partner and he’s something very special; let’s get cleaned up and have something to eat and drink”.

After cleaning up we went back down to the shelter and shared our hamper with our stalker and trespasser. We learned a lot about Jon and he stayed for the evening and came to see us the next day. It was a very fitting end of summer for us.