There were three squash courts, all in constant use, so it was very dodgy doing anything in the showers. We didn't want to get banned. Autumn was setting in, and the evenings getting dark. On our way home one evening, I asked if I could give him a BJ. He thought about it for a minute, then agreed. We pulled into a shopper's car park, and drove to the far side. He pushed his seat back, and wound the backrest down, giving me more access. I fished his dick out and went down on him and soon had him hard (a standing cock has no conscience). He shuffled out of his jeans and boxers, so I could play with his balls. The windows were steaming up, and I knew he was getting close. I managed to get a finger on his anus and rub it. That sent him over the top and jets of cum slid down my throat. "Wow! You gay boys certainly know how to give head". I smiled and wiped the dribbles from my chin. We drove home, both looking content. That night I had the best wank of my life.
A couple of weeks later, David invited me over. I showered and chose D&G boxers and Jupe aftershave. He greeted me as usual, saying how good I smelt, and we headed for the lounge. My mouth dropped open, Gordy was sat on the sofa. "Here's a present for you, Gordy", said David. I walked over and we kissed like old friends. He was already wearing just a loose top and sweatpants. As we were kissing, David helped me out of my clothes, down to my boxers, then undressed himself. We had a three-way kiss, then Gordy went down on my nipples while David removed my underwear. My lovely cock stood up proud, begging to be sucked. David took Gordy's cock out and feasted on them alternately. We went to bed. With us all naked, hands and lips were everywhere. I loved sucking Gordy's bent dick, and David's was almost as good, but it was me who was getting most of the attention as the older men treated me to a smorgasbord of foreplay. With David's cock in my mouth, Gordy pulled my legs in the air and rimmed me, getting my hole nice and wet before inching in. My first spit-roast, and I'm loving it. Then they turned me onto my hands and knees and swapped. Older men have more staying power. I'm already dripping onto the sheet, but I don't touch myself for fear of peaking too soon. I'm turned onto my side and Gordy is fucking me again. I have my hand on David's pole, preventing me from wanking. I cupped David's balls and felt them tighten, then pulse their seed into my eager mouth. I was laid on my back and Gordy fucked me hard. I was finally able to get a hand on my cock and we came together. David licked my cum up and fed it to me, I licked Gordy clean, squeezing the last drops from him.
To give us more space, Gordy slept in another bedroom. In the morning, I showered and nestled in behind him, kissing his neck. "Morning, Honey", I whispered. I heard a groggy "Morning, I need a piss". He went to the bathroom and came back properly awake with a semi, "I'm gonna make love to you". I kissed my way down his body and remembered how to position myself so I could deep-throat him. I had him at my mercy. David came in and watched as we went into a sixty-nine. I then spun round, Gordy lifted his legs, and I entered him. David played with himself as we made love. We swapped and he fucked me for a while, then back, with me taking him from behind. I lifted his leg, so David could see the action, and it was he who came first, depositing a load on the carpet. For show, I pulled out and came over Gordy's arse. He then knelt over me, covering my face with spunk. It felt like being in a porn film. Gordy went for a shower, but I was happy to let the cum dry on my face. After breakfast and coffee, I left them to it, driving home with a big smile on my face. If only Ash would fuck......
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Stopping off in the car park became a regular thing. I was getting a regular supply of man juice. Ash was getting more relaxed about having his cock sucked. I was down on him when he said, "Do that thing with my bum hole". I wet my middle finger and rubbed his rosebud. "Yes, that's it". I pushed a little harder, and my finger slipped in, finger fucking him a little. "Fucking hell, that's amazing". I pushed further and found his prostate. I was rewarded with the biggest cum load yet. He panted, getting his breath back. I thought I'd try my luck while he was recovering. Can I ask you something?" "Anything, Buddy". "Can I kiss you?" He leaned over, and our lips parted. I put my hand behind his head and drew him closer. I've waited years for this. You're beautiful", and we kissed some more.
I drove home with my dick straining in my jockstrap. It took me about a dozen strokes to shoot my load. Later, I had to masturbate again, just thinking about it.
We then started kissing before I went down on him. One evening, after he'd cum, he suddenly turned to me and asked if I'd like to be wanked off. I dropped my jeans and jock, then dropped the seat back until I was almost prone. I put my hands behind my head and closed my eyes. It was like an electric shock as he gingerly held me. "My God, it's huge". I felt him gently pull the foreskin back and lick my crown. "Oh my God, Ash". He liked my shaft and wanked the base, then swallowed three or four inches, tickling my balls. I kept my eyes closed. I knew I wouldn't last long, but he bobbed up and down and jerked. He wasn't prepared for the amount of cum, and most of it ran down his chin. We kissed. "That was wonderful", and we drove home.
