It was a warm summer's day. Adam and I were decorating two of rooms in a house owned by another gay couple while they were on holiday. I was pleased to see Adam arrive wearing only a pair of loose shorts and a torn T-shirt. I had a job concentrating on my painting, with such a beautiful body working so close to me. By 11.00, it was so hot, we took our shirts off. Perspiration ran down his spine, soaking into the waistband of his shorts. He had to get up a ladder, so I held it steady, giving me a view, of his balls hanging down. I couldn't resist, and ran my hand up his thigh and stroked his sack. "I'm glad you like the view, would you like to see some more?" He came down the ladder and fell into my arms. Our lips met as we searched for each other's dicks. With us naked, we cheekily thought we'd use one of the bedrooms. Upstairs, we chose their bed and made out. Adam felt something hard under the pillow, and retrieved a large vibrator and a little bottle of lube. He shuffled down the bed, I spread my legs, so that he could lube me up. He pushed the knobbly cock in, turned the motor on, and began thrusting it into me. I writhed and dripped precum. After fucking me with the toy, he put it to one side, and replaced it with his dick. We fucked missionary, then he hauled me up and I straddled him, jerking myself until I shot my load. Adam hammered away for another few minutes, then came with a roar. I cleaned the vibrator and we tidied the bed up, leaving it as we found it. We spent the rest of the day in the nude.
Meanwhile, Chris and Calvin were having a similar time at the new build. They decided to have lunch on the secluded back lawn, stripping to soak up the sun. Sandwiches eaten, Calvin rolled over on top of Chris, kissing and rubbing their naked bodies together. He slithered down Chris's body, pushed his legs into the air, and rimmed him, making Chris squirm. Despite the fact that Chris is a top, he suddenly wanted Calvin inside him. Calvin spat on his cock, lined it up, and eased in with his big weapon. Calvin steadied himself, and began to pump, stopping to spit more and kiss. As Chris's ass became used to the invasion, Calvin upped the tempo, wanking Chris at the same time, making him blow a huge load. Not to be outdone, Calvin pulled out and delivered jets of cum onto Chris's face. They too worked the afternoon naked.
At the end of the day they all met up for dinner in a pub, over which they confessed their love making. This sex talk simply made them randy again. Back at the apartment, they changed partners, Chris went with Adam, and me with Calvin, and made love in front of the other two. Calvin and I watched as Chris and Adam made out on the carpet. Loads of foreplay, each giving the other head, and ending up in a sixty nine. I almost shot my load as Chris's dick disappeared into Adam. Chris fucked him slowly, coming right out, and running his dick along the crack before plunging back in. They changed and did it doggy, with Adam using one hand to wank himself. Chris felt his orgasm brewing, so pulled out and sent two jet over Adam's back, them breeding him with the rest, like a porn star. Adam rolled onto his back to finish off, pumping semen high into the air. Now it was our turn. In the excitement, I had forgotten about the size of Calvin's tool, until he presented it to me to suck. I could barely open my mouth wide enough, but slowly took the first two or three inches. Then he suggested we do it over the table. I bent over it with my feet slightly apart, giving him access to rim me. To make it easier, Adam sucked the end of Calvin's cock, coating it in saliva, and the lined it up. I grimaced as he inched in, not stopping until he was completely inside me. He held my hips and pulled all the way out until just the crown was in me, and played with my hole. I felt empty until he plowed in again, in complete control, he determined the speed and depth that he went at. My ass became used to the size and I began to enjoy it. Then I was told to lay across the table. With my ankles on his shoulders, he resumed the humping. Adam climbed on the table to suck me. I would have cum anyway with my prostate being milked. With a final flourish, my bowels and Adam's mouth were filled with man juice.
That night I slept with my boyfriend, I didn't want to be ravaged in the night, but at 6.30, we were woken by Adam's cries. After breakfast and showers, we left for our respective jobs. I enjoyed working with Adam. Not only was he learning quickly, but he was always happy, telling jokes or singing. He also had a fantastic body, which he enjoyed showing off, working in the nude. He was up a ladder, cutting in between the wall and ceiling, his cock at just the right height to give him a blow job. With a brush in one hand and a paint pot in the other, he could do nothing to prevent me taking advantage. I put a finger in his ass and sucked as hard as I could, swallowing his load. At lunchtime he reciprocated. At the new houses, Calvin and Chris were at it again. The three piece suite had been delivered, so they put a dust sheet over the sofa and made out on it. This time Chris took the lead, mounting Calvin, kissing and fucking him. It didn't matter about getting cum stains on the dust sheet.
Each evening, we would meet at the pub for food and beer, and have sex in the evening, usually with our respective partners, but sometimes swapping or having a foursome. I even had Adam and Calvin to myself one weekend when Chris went to see his parents. Having Adam and Calvin fuck me on repeat was heaven.
