It was early evening, and we sat on the terrace of a gay bar. I was with the Daddy of my dreams and his friend, who was just as hot as he was. Sitting between them and being seen publicly was already enough to make my heart race.
The whole thing started a couple of days earlier when I arrived at a clothing-optional resort with a lush garden in Maspalomas. The goal was double-folded: getting over a breakup by hooking up and getting a sexy thong tan line. When else, if not then? I mean, I was in my mid-30s and looked better than ever, a boyish masculine man with a bubble ass and a sexy beard. So I hooked up immediately with Paul, who stayed there too – a beefy sex machine in his early fifties, the most handsome fucker I’d met. Honestly, I couldn’t get enough of him. And then that evening, he had a visitor: an old friend, Sean. Sean must have been the same age but looked very different: dark skin, a very lean athletic body, many tattoos, and a ’stache. There was something very intense about him, while my Daddy was a super chilled guy. It was interesting to see these two very different but equally attractive energy.
Okay, I must admit: I fucking liked Sean and felt a little guilty about it. Not that we were exclusive with Paul. He apparently enjoyed showing me off; in fact, he even fucked me in front of other guys. But this was different –a friendship between two macho men. I guess they must have had some bro code. But does this include sharing your boy’s ass? Who knows.
And I wasn’t even sure if Sean liked me. When we met a few hours earlier, he had a very long look at me, but he has been distanced since then.
So here we were, the three of us on the terrace. Sean was playing with an unlit cigarette.
”So, what is the deal with you guys?” he asked.
”What do you mean?” Paul asked teasingly.
”You know... are you a couple?”
Pau laughed and turned to me: „Sorry, Bruno. This is the most direct guy you’ve ever met. You get used to it.” He looked at Sean: „We haven’t discussed it yet. Let’s just say we like each other a lot, right?”
And he took my hand.
”Right”, I said.
”How about you, Sean? What are you doing here?”
”I have a date. A very hot guy. Very kinky. I fucked him a couple of times already,” he looked at me. „He must be your age.”
There was a moment of silence. I was not sure what to say. Paul broke the silence.
”I go and get us some beers,” and he left the two of us there.
”Do you smoke?”, asked Sean.
”No.”
”Do you mind if...?”
”Not at all."
He lit his cigarette and looked deep into my eyes: „Would you kiss a smoker?”
Was this a move? Fuck, his gaze was mesmerizing.
”I guess.”
„I saw you wore a thong in the resort.” he continued. „Do you already have a tan line?”
”I do.”
”Show me.”
By that time, even the most naive person would get that he is interested. Yes, he was arrogant, but it worked. And it flattered me.
I leaned forward in my chair and lowered my shorts a bit. I didn’t have any underwear on. He could see the upper half of my ass and my very visible tan line in the shape of a thong.
He stared at it briefly, but I couldn’t tell what he thought.
”So?” I asked as if I was waiting for some expert’s opinion.
He was about to say something, but his phone started to ring, and he picked it up. He stood up and walked a few steps from our table.
Paul came back with the beers.
”That was a weird question. About us. Right?” he asked.
”Yes. I mean. We never really talked about it. I mean, we have known each other for two days.”
”Right. But this kind of chemistry is rare. At least for me. I’m gonna be honest. I don’t remember the last time I fancied someone this much.”
” I feel the same. I want you deep inside me, Dad. Every day.”
”Oh, I’m gonna fuck you, boy.”, and he kissed me so deep.
That kiss took a long time, and we heard Sean coming back to our table. He seemed to be pissed.
”Are you alright?” Paul looked at him.
”He canceled the date. Last minute. I drove this side of the island only for him. What a dick.”
”Okay, but it is not that far.”
”I already had too many beers.”
”You know what, Sean? Make a night of it. Stay at my place. You can go home in the morning.”
”What, do you want me to be between you and him in your bed?"
”Nope. You stay in my villa. And I stay in Bruno’s.”
”That could work.”
My feelings were mixed. I was happy that he stayed around a bit, but it could also add potentially unwanted tension. I could tell that this guy was a professional troublemaker – no matter how fucking hot he was.
After finishing our beer, Paul and I decided to call it a night and head back to the resort. Sean was already a bit drunk and wanted to stay more.
”I mean, I came here for some ass. At least I should die trying.” he laughed when we said good night to him.
We walked back to my room hand in hand, and very soon, we were lying there naked in my bed. Daddy held me tight from behind as he slowly fell asleep.
I woke up in the middle of the night to some noises.
They came from outside. It was pretty obvious – some people must have had sex. It could have been hot, but at that time, I was so sleepy that I got annoyed by the sounds. I was hoping they would finish soon, but the moaning was more and more intensive.
So I got out of bed, put a towel around my waist, and went out to tell them to keep it quiet. I walked through the garden following the noise. It came from Paul’s terrace, which was close to my bedroom.
And then I saw them. It was Sean and some hot twunk. Sean was fucking the twunk from behind. He was breeding him in a frantic rhythm, giving out animalistic sounds.
I froze. I was not prepared for this sight. The boy was a stud, but Sean's body was a work of art. I immediately got hard. I couldn’t move. I stayed there in the dark, watching them.
They stopped fucking. The twunk kneeled in front of him. So I could get a magnificent view of Sean now.
He had the most enormous cock I had ever seen. It. Was. Huge. I was mesmerized by the size and suddenly felt a deep respect for the twunk. He grabbed Sean’s dick and started to suck it. I was fucking envy – who was I kidding? But I also realized that Sean could actually see me, so I’d better get back inside. Still, I was too stunned to move.
Sean must have enjoyed the blow job a lot; he kept moaning, and his sexy, deep voice even turned me on more.
And then he looked at me. Right at me. Straight into my eyes.
This guy was like a tiger. He sensed that someone was spying on him. And he caught me. I froze. I had no idea what he would do.
And then he smiled at me. I was lost. Watching this half-god enjoying his blowjob but making deep eye contact with me was too much. I turned around and hurried back. To my room. To my bed. To my Dad.
He was sleeping, completely unaware of the voices outside. I moved back to him, pushing my ass to him. The warmth of his body was so calming, but my heart was still racing. All I could see in my mind was Sean’s huge dick. Even the memory of it was enough to make me rock hard. I pushed my ass a bit towards Dad’s body.
Half asleep, he hugged me from behind and drew me closer. I maneuvered my body a bit, so his cock would touch my smooth hole. I slowly put his hand on my pecs. I wasn’t sure if he was awake or just acting automatically, but his cock started to get hard.
I moved my ass a bit up and down to stimulate that dick. And then he kissed my neck and whispered to my ear: „My boy.”
It was dark, and I hardly could see anything, but his scent, warmth, and breath on my neck were enough. And, of course, I could hear the noises from outside.
And Sean got louder and louder. I was a hundred percent sure that it was an animalistic call for me. He wanted me to know that he was out there. That he saw me. And he’d known that I wanted him real bad.
Daddy put his index finger in my mouth. I knew what this was about; he wanted to make me wet. I sucked his finger a bit, and then he took it out and started to finger my man-pussy.
I turned around and climbed on top of him. I wanted to ride him so bad. By that time, he was pretty hard. I sat on his cock carefully and grabbed it. Slowly, I led him inside me.
I moved up and down on him very slowly. His dick was the ideal size – it filled me perfectly. But when I closed my eyes, I saw Sean’s dick, and I knew I had to try it – even if it’d hurt.
I wanted them both. I wanted them to share both of my holes. I wanted to be in the middle and become the perfect bottom for them. Offering myself to them. Serving them.
I was moving on Daddy’s dick up and down, but as if he sensed something, he suddenly turned me around and got on top of me. He becomes different, more aggressive, more rough. Maybe he suspected that he had some rival?
Not that I didn’t like him before, but I loved this new him. This was not vanilla anymore. He fucked me like a machine, with no tenderness and whispers – pure aggressive sexuality. I didn’t know if he wanted to punish me or prove something. I was in seventh heaven, and he bred me like this.
I moaned so hard it was impossible to stop, and from outside, I heard that Sean did the same. And my thoughts went back to him again – his fucking colossal dong. I closed my eyes and imagined that he was fucking me –
And then Daddy slapped my face. That was new. And it made me come back to him. The most surprising thing was that I liked it a lot. It was like a gesture of ownership.
”Slap me!”
”Yeah?
”Yes, Daddy, slap my face! I want it.”
And he did. Again. And again. It was a sweet pain. It turned me on more if that was physically possible.
He pulled his dick out of me and grabbed my body, turning me over. I was lying on the bed face down, and he got on top of me, pinning me down. I was in a position where I couldn’t use my hands anymore; I was quite helpless, actually.
He was lying on me; his whole heavy body weighed me down. Without any hesitation, he pushed his cock into my hole and kept on fucking me aggressively.
I become perfectly passive, just a hole for him to fuck. Even if I was completely helpless, it was so liberating. I wanted him. I trusted him. I loved him.
As he kept banging me he started to talk.
”You like this, boy?”
”Yes, yes, Daddy.”
”I saw how you look at Sean.”
”Sorry, Daddy.”
”I don’t mind. He can fuck you.”
”Can he?”
”Yes. You want it?”
”Yes. Yes, Daddy, I want him to fuck me.”
”If he asks me, I am willing to share my fucktoy with him.”
”Am I your fucktoy, Daddy?”
”Yes, you are. And I’m gonna share you."
”Thank you, Daddy.”
”But I have a few conditions.”
”Anything you want, Dad.”
”Promise?”
”I promise.”
We didn’t talk much; this whole scenario made me crazy. He was fucking my hole like a maniac; from outside, I could hear Sean fucking the twunk and Daddy’s willingness to share me with his friend aroused me so much that I felt like a completely different person.
”Tell me you love me, boy.”
It wouldn’t have been a lie – I really felt this way. I looked deep into those piercing blue eyes.
”I love you, Paul, I love you, Dad, I love you.”
And that moment, he came inside me. I felt the warmth of his hot cum inside my hole. He stayed still for half a minute, and than he jumped up.
”Now, let’s make you come.”
He turned me around, I was on my back, my legs spread. He kneeled down by the end of the bed; his face was by my open hole full of his cum. And he started to rim me.
He was eating my ass as his cum was leaking out of it. I started to jerk off. His stubble on my smooth hole... Oh, this sensation made me closer and closer to cum.
The noises outside also told me that Sean was getting closer and closer. He must have banged that boy really hard. He got louder and louder.
And Daddy was moving his tongue around my pussy, slurping the cum out of it.
I heard Sean reaching his climax and giving out a final animal sound.
And that made me cum so hard that my load hit my face and covered it all.
Daddy laid down by my side. He kissed my cum covered mouth, and I could taste his cum, too.
Did I really say to him that I loved him? I mean, he asked me to. This was way too sweet. None of us moved, we stayed there hugging. We must have fallen asleep immediately.
The next day, I woke up in his arms, and I remembered that crazy night. Me, Daddy and Sean – who somehow was part of our story now. I wondered if he would really fuck me? And I remembered Daddy’s words, too.
”I have a few conditions.” What could they be?
