This is the third and final story based on my visit to Central Park last weekend. I was sitting on the park bench soaking in the sights, sounds, and sun. A group of three men passed by. All looked to be in their upper 20’s. The couldn’t have bent dressed more differently, but somehow, due to the invasion of personal space that most platonic friends seem to honor, I concluded they must be in a polyamorous thruple.
They were quite attractive. The tallest was furthest from my viewpoint, he was 6’, 180, dark haired, short trimmed beard, dressed rather preppy in a blue Ralph Lauren polo shirt and khaki shorts with a black belt and leather sandals. He looked rather serious, and filled his clothes quite well. The top two buttons of his shirt unbuttoned revealed a nice tuft of chest hair, his legs were also hairy.
On the opposite end, closest to me, was the hippie. He was 5’10”, red unkempt hair and green eyes, scruffy face, tye-dye tank top showing scrawny pale and thin arms, reddish brown pit hair. He had a mustache like a porn star, cut off jean shorts and flip-flops.
Walking in between them was a short blonde twink, 5’4”, built like a gymnast and wearing a tight blue tank top with tan Vouri shorts, white Reeboks, clean shaven, sun tanned skin, blue eyes. The boys on each side of him walking intimately close.
So, 45 minutes or so later, I’m walking towards the bridge near Belvedere Castle and there they are again, only this time, I see them in a corner and the little twink is kissing the red headed hippie while the tall preppie guy is grabbing the twinks ass, and then the twink begins to kiss the preppy guy, and then the preppy guy and the hippie are making out. It blew me away when all three attempted to make out at the same time.
So, all of what I’ve mentioned up to this point is true, even the making out, but everything else from now through the end of the story is pure fiction. But seeing these young men exchange their passion got my attention and sent my mind into overdrive about their sex when they were alone and not in a public park.
For the sake of this story, I’ve given each of them names; Brick is the preppy one; Scott is the hippie,and Ethan is our twink.
I pictured this threesome taking things back to their apartment, teasing each other on the subway along the way. Once they burst through the front door, Ethan was practically foaming at the mouth in anticipation of taking both his boyfriends’ cocks in his mouth. He shucked his shirt and threw it across the room and took to his knees.
Brick and Scott pulled down their shorts and made out while Ethan took Brick’s cock into his mouth while his hand pleasured the other hardening cock. Both men were blessed with sizable packages, Brick as the Alpha was naturally the largest, blessed with almost nine inches of cock meat, thick as a forearm. Scott was just a tad over 7.5 inches, and also beer can thick. Scott’s bull balls were tremendous in comparison to Brick’s, and they hung naturally much lower than Scott’s.
Ethan knew every square inch of both cocks as he’s been the bottom in this two year relationship between the three. He and Brick met in high school and not only moved to New York City together for college, they fell in love and found jobs and remained in the city. Now in their mid twenties, they wanted to spice things up and dated other men together in search of a third person to bring into their relationship. After several failed attempts on finding someone they both could love, they met Scott at a gay bar. Scott was sitting at the bar in view of Brick and Ethan, and the chemistry was instant. The three fucked that night, Ethan taking both cocks, their new lover next serving as the sandwich, feeling the enormity of Brick’s monster cock as Scott’s own was buried deep inside Ethan’s pert backside. it was magical in every way, and thus the threesome was born. After the sex had concluded the three young men began to talk and found how much they had in common, and aiming toward the same life goals. Soon after, Scott moved in with Brick and Ethan and they’ve been inseparable ever since.
Ethan was finding himself hypnotized by the cocks right in front of his face. You know that feeling when your mind clears of all other things, and the only thing that matters in the world is your mouth on that beautiful hard and throbbing cock before your eyes, practically foaming at the mouth?Well, imagine that, but times two. Ethan was slobbering all over those dicks, letting them both, one at a time, grab his chin and pull on his hair as they took turns mouth fucking their boyfriend who could never get enough dick.
Ethan’s throat was shredded from those cocks to the limit where his jaw ached and his throat was scratchy. He knew he needed to avail his asshole eventually. So, Ethan stood and ran to the bedroom to grab a small tube of lube. He presented his ass, bending over a chair in their living room and wiggled his eager bubble butt. Brick lowered himself and put his face right in Ethan’s crack, his coarse beard hair ticking his sensitive skin, but Brick’s tongue was magical. He never grew tired of munching out in his boyfriend’s boy hole, his long tongue lapping up the fine blonde hairs smattered in the balloon knot. Scott planted his feet so his cock was just at Ethan’s eye level and when Brick was ready, he stood up and Ethan was spit roasted at both ends. Brick and Scott locked tongues and formed a bridge over their shared bottom.
Later, Brick invited Scott to get some ass as he was gonna stuff his dick back into Ethan’s waiting mouth.
Ethan loved how his men used his holes at the same time. He was their bottom in many ways, he did all the shopping, cooking, cleaning, organizing. It was his nature and in bed, he played his role well, never once had he ever thought of topping one of them. He gave up on that 6 years prior when he just couldn’t get his six inch dick to stay hard enough. He discords at an early age his sexual pleasure was based in his ass, and serving his boyfriend. At the same time, Brick was a total top. There was no interest in shoving anything up his ass other than Ethan’s tongue in occasion. The two boy’s, now young men, clicked so well beaten the sheets, and now, for the past two years, a true versatile has expanded their sex to another level. Brick had another ass to breed, Ethan had another, thicker dick to explore. You couldn’t write a better script for what they had. Their collective relationship was all they needed. Sure, there were guys they’d meet and have fun with from time to time, but always together. They never peeled off for any side action alone, that was their agreement, and two years in, they were still going strong.
Ethan loved going ass to mouth tasting his ass juice as Brick and Scott took turns at each end. When Ethan’s mouth remained agape, he knew Brick was waiting for the moment to push his dick into Scott’s hairy hippie ass. Scott held his throbbing fuck meat buried in Ethan’s now fucked open hole and Brick spread Scott’s globes and guided his missile to its target. Scott leaned over and groaned in deep pleasure. Ethan turned his head and they made out while knowing each were feeling the pleasure of dick together. Each time Brick used his sword to penetrate Scott’s hole, Scott’s dick pushed inside Ethan’s crack further. Brick’s movements dictated their pleasure. Scott leaned back so Brick could kiss him, then he’d move forward so he could kiss Ethan.
Those boys could fuck forever, especially Brick. Brick pulled out, and Scott did the same. Now on the sofa, Ethan and Scott were side by side in their backs with their ankles in the air. Brock loved how each had a look of lust in their eyes. One jealous of the other when his cock was busy and buried leaving one begging. Ethan played with his own hole when it was Scott’s turn to get it. Brick fucked each several minutes, one ass than the other. It was hard work satisfying two pig holes, but he always rose to the challenge, even if he was now a sweaty mess.
They took to the bedroom now. Brick in his back, hands clasped behind his head. Ethan poured some lube on it and lowered his ass, facing his lover. Scott presented his cock to Ethan’s mouth. He was their middle again, riding that big stick while his face was getting fucked. Scott got nice and hard, he walked around, mounted the bed, on his knees, and pried his thick dick into Ethan’s hole. A deep double dicking ensued. Brick and Ethan kissed as Scott thrashed his dick into that stuffed hole, Brick’s cock loving the friction and the way Scott’s cock glided over his. Brick wasn’t going to last much longer, he hugged Ethan tightly and began to roughly buck his hips upward and he groaned into Ethan’s mouth and emptied his balls. The added hot layer of lube turned Scott on, and he piston fucked Ethan’s butt hole full of his man juice. Brick’s cock slipped out, Ethan raised up enough to jerk his own cock, much smaller in comparison to his men, as Scott remained buried in his ass, Brick took one of Ethan’s nipples in his fingers and began to pull and twist them, and Ethan’s body shook and convulsed as he sprayed his own hefty load, painting Brick’s hairy chest like an artist. Ethan collapsed onto of Brick, Scott fell on Ethan’s back. That was epic, they all agreed.
Once Scott pulled out and laid out in the king bed they shared, Ethan went to shower. When he retuned, the two were lights out, Brick hugging Scott, his semi hard cock resting in Scott’s butt crack.
Ethan pulled on a pair of shorts and let them rest as he prepared their dinner. Fully aware there would be another round of dick coming his way after they hung out at the Barracuda gay bar after dinner.
