It was Saturday morning, and I made my way over to Charlie's. I walked in, and to my shock, Erik was on his back, legs over Charlie's shoulders, getting pounded. I could have stayed and fucked Erik after Charlie, but I wanted a dick inside me. Feeling turned-on, but frustrated, I sneaked out before they noticed me, the noise reaching a crescendo. With aching balls, I texted Joey. The reply was immediate. 'Yeah, come over, we're watching porn'. Knocking the door, someone shouted 'Come in'. I found them on the sofa, pants down, stroking each other, watching a twink getting gang-banged on the TV. "Hi sexy, come in and make yourself comfortable". "Give us a twirl", so I kicked off my trainers and jeans. I was wearing my favourite cum-stained boxers. I turned slowly round sticking my butt out. They gave me a wolf whistle, "Good enough to eat". I nestled in front of them, taking it in turns to suck and wank them. Jim leaned over and probed my hole, then knelt behind me, pulled down my boxers and ate ass, while I bobbed on his boyfriend. 'Charlie can keep Erik, I thought, as two fingers entered and hit the spot. Fuck me, PLEASE". Jim spat on his dick, held on to my waist, and pushed in. With every thrust, more of Joey's knob was pushed down my throat. I was leaking, but that would have to wait. "It's my turn", Joey complained, so I was laid on the floor, Joey put my left leg on his shoulder and pounded me, Jim gave me oral, sucking like a Hoover. We rolled over and I straddled Joey, bouncing up and down, my cock slapping my belly. I leaned over to kiss Joey and Jim slid his penis in alongside his boyfriend's. It was the first time I'd been double penetrated. It hurt to start, then felt amazing, Joey couldn't move, but Jim fucked me hard. "I'm gonna cum", he roared, and with that, pulsed his seed into me. Pulling out, spunk ran over my balls. Joey could now thrust. Jim tossed me and I came in torrents as I received my second load. I used their boxers to clean myself up. " Keep them if you want", Jim said.
We had a beer and I told them about Charlie and Erik. "That's OK, you can be our bitch anytime", replied Joey. I licked the drying cum from their cocks and the started to respond. "You dirty fucker, if you want it again, you'll have to wait a while," Jim giggled. A while later, we were in bed in a three way kiss, then we all had a cock in our mouths. Moving around, Joey mounted me. Not to be outdone, Jim took Joey from behind, forming a chain. Another first, Joey taking and receiving it. I asked if I could try it, so we change and I became the middle of the sandwich. It felt wonderful, and having only cum a short while previously, we swapped and changed for over an hour, before I came inside Jim. I then lay on te floor and they wanked over me. We used our underwear to clean up.
Monday morning, I couldn't help saying to Charlie that I hoped he liked his new toy. He started to deny it, but the guilt was on his face. I didn't care, two horny young men is better than a sixty-year-old. The next time I saw Erik, he threw his hands around me and begged forgiveness, saying he'd been coerced into it. I squeezed his little butt and gave him a kiss, relating how he'd done me a favour. We were meant to be working, but nipped to my caravan. I pushed him back on the table, pulled his jeans off and fucked him the way I'd seen Charlie do it, but left his panties on. Pulling his little dick out, I fucked and wanked him until he produced his usual copious amounts of spunk. I scooped some up and fed it to him. Feeling my orgasm coming, I banged harder and filled his bowels, pulling out and wiping my dick on his panties. He can be mine in the week and Charlie can have him for the weekend.
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I was moved again, this time to sales and marketing, selling new and second hand caravans, and buying them back from clients. We got commission on sales. There were two others, Fiona and Gene. He was a 6'3" American, with not an ounce of fat on him. Black, buzzed hair, with blue eyes and dimples, I was immediately smitten. It was a 9-5 job, which made a nice change, and after a couple of days settling in, I made my first sale. Gene said we should celebrate, but I was due to see Erik, so I said it would have to wait for the weekend. Saturday, I made my excuses to Joey, and trotted over to Gene's caravan. The door was locked, and I was about to give up, when I heard him calling. He was on his way back from a jog, sweat pouring from him. He welcomed me in. "Mind if I take a quick shower?", and stripped in front of me. I saw where he got his confidence from. His dick was pendulous. I couldn't hide my boner. He laughed, gave his knob a flick and said "Yeah, the girls like it as well". Five minutes later, he re-emerged, drying his hair, making no attempt to cover himself. "Where would you like to celebrate, in bed, or down the pub?" My penis answered him. I followed his beautiful form to the bedroom, eyes on his bubble butt. He sat me on the bed . With his member in my face, I cock worshipped, holding it by the base and running my tongue up the shaft, swirling around the crown and swallowing about half of it. With his legs slightly apart, I ran a finger up his crack and rubbed his anus. "Oooh, that's nice", and my finger slipped inside. "No one's ever done that before, I could cum", he said, pushing back a little. To prevent anything premature, I went back to sucking. Then he asked how I'd like to do it. I said I would sit on it, so I could control the monster, at least to start with. He lay on his back, and I slowly eased myself down on the monster until I could feel his pubes. I rode him gently, savouring his thickness. Leaning over to kiss him, he said, "Fucking hell, that feels great, I'd take a tight ass over a pussy any day", and began gently thrusting. As I got used to the size, he went faster, with him beating me at the same time. We rolled onto our sides, scarcely missing a beat, humping me harder. He held onto my waist and I took over the jerking, shooting a huge load over the sheet. He pulled out, and with a few strokes, fired jets of jism up my back. I turned and sucked the last drops from his softening cock. "Best have that beer now", he said, and we headed to the pub.
On Sunday, still sore from Gene's pounding, I went to see Jim and Joey. The door was ajar, so I shouted "Hi". "Come to the bedroom", Joey replied. Jim was on all fours, being fucked from behind. "Wanna have a go?", he asked, as if it were a game. He pulled out and I took over. He went round the front to be sucked. "Turn him over". So he was laid on his back and I re-entered, fucking him at different angles and depths. We swapped again and Joey mounted him, and I got sucked. "Do you want to breed him, or cum down his throat", but it was too late and I filled his mouth with my juices. "I can do that", and he shuffled up and plastered his face and hair. Jim tossed himself. Over coffee, I told them about Gene. They called me a lucky cunt.
I was having to plan my sex. Luckily, my young body could recover quickly and my sex drive was insatiable.
