Stephen and I had done our annual cruise earlier in the year in May 2024, going down into the Atlantic to the Canaries and had a more peaceful time sexually than we’d normally have. We’d also brought back with us a wonderful golden tan on both our torso’s, the envy of many, not that we’d flash our naked tanned bodies around the village.
Late July had arrived in Cornwall, but you’d never have known it was summer as it had been a wet and cool period, and it was during the last few days of the month that the sun came out and warmed up the countryside.
We were down in St. Ives in amongst the holiday crowds as we walked along Fore Street and the Harbour, and we decided that if the tourists could take off their shirts to expose their flabby bodies with a slight red colouring. Of course we got looks, being so tall and really fit. Bodies worth showing off. We did our shopping and took the chance to go out kayaking in St Ives bay.
The next day we were in Truro, Cornwall’s City and Capital. It was a Wednesday, and the press and media were already talking about a heatwave and in Lemon Quay the stalls were out during the bi-weekly farmers and craft markets. It was crowded and to add to the experience there was a small stage set up with a band playing good live music and they had also drawn an appreciative audience, playing a variety of popular music.
Again, we had taken off our shirts like many other men shopping around or rather being dragged around by their women and forcibly shopping. Some of the bodies on show needed a lot of work done on them and others really should not have been shown to the public. We graduated towards the stage. A mixed combo of musicians actually playing some good popular music.
Stephen, as affectionate as he always is, put his arm around my shoulders as the girl singer, a rather large woman, extravagantly dressed and a crazy hairstyle called out over the speakers, “Who’d like some reggae”.
Well, the crowd didn’t have a choice as they struck up a reggae beat. I started to bounce to the beat and Stephen looked at me strangely giving me a what-the-fuck look.
“I didn’t know you liked this kind of music. It’s not at all you”.
I put my hand on his arse and squeezed it. “Come on, you know I worked in Jamaica for two years. You just had to get used to the sounds all the time, and it’s infectious”.
A voice piped up from behind us. “Can I get some of that”. I turned and there was a black guy behind us, bearded, and dreadlocked, smiling at me and bouncing to the beat.
“It’ll cost you a lifetime of love”, I told him now really stroking Stephen’s backside. The guy laughed.
“You were in Jamaica”? He seemed sceptical. I told him it was so.
“Where on the island”.
“I was all over when I worked there but I was based in Lucea”. I pronounced it as ‘Lucy’.
Any disbelief suddenly vanished.
“Now I know you were there. You say the name correctly. Most folks will say as it’s spelt Lu-See-ah, but not how it’s said”. He most definitely had a Jamaican accent, so much broader than my good friend Newton.
I smiled at the guy who was still looking at my hand on Stephen’s rear.
“It’s the same here in Cornwall, we know outsiders by how they pronounce town names incorrectly or put the wrong stress on the name”.
“You guys have great tans for blondies”, he grinned appreciatively. “Is it all over tans”?
Stephen stepped in. “You’d have to pay a lot of money to find out about that”. His bass voice almost as deep as the speakers on the stage. His arm tightened around my shoulders, and he pulled me away from the stage area towards some of the stalls.
“He was a bit too personal and in public for my liking”. He told me. “and listening in to our conversation too”. With the enjoyment of the music, I hadn’t noticed. I hadn’t thought for an instant about sex with the guy. He wasn’t my style, even having seen lots of guys similar to him whilst on ‘yaard’, as they call their Jamaican island home.
Having replaced our tops, we did a little shopping for some locally produced honey rum and some home-made Cornish fairings and a few other things we couldn’t get either from the family farm or the village and before we went back to the car park, I insisted that we went to the city’s Waterstones book shop to look for something to interest me. Stephen not really being a bookworm came along reluctantly but as I was looking at the local history section, he came up to me bright eyed.
“Gerren, you just have to come and look at this guy. He’s fucking built and gorgeous”.
Love does some strange things to a man and seeing his excitement and knowing he really didn’t want to hang around the bookshop for thirty minutes, I put back the tome I had been considering buying and followed him to the Science section and there was the hunk, innocently leafing through a book.
I must admit that the guy was not only charming but built and sexy too. Looking at him from behind to start with I could see the build. He had the shoulders and bull neck and the trim ‘V’ shape to a tight waist and was wearing tight jeans that showed off a delicious backside, just made for stretching apart for a hot mouth and huge cock to invade. Not the sort of guy you’d expect to see in a high-class book shop.
I stood next to the guy, almost side by side. I could even taste his testosterone; it was so strong. I excused myself and reached across him to pick out a book in front and past him. He stood back slightly to allow me access to the book and apologised to me. I told him it was no problem and smiled at him. He looked at me directly, and suddenly his eyes seemed to flash at me.
Now I saw his face. He was handsome. Stephen was right. I turned towards my husband, indicated that he was right, ‘this was just what I was looking for’, not mentioning the book, but referring instead to the handsome built guy beside me.
Stephen stepped towards me. Now both of us were by the guy and both of us sort of towered over him, and he looked up at both of us.
There was a quiet moan from the guy who was a good seven or eight inches shorter than Stephen and four or five inches shorter than me.
Stephen answered my earlier claim by agreeing that it was just what we’d look for, and this seemed to interest the guy, as he looked at the book for a moment and then seemed to appraise us both by looking us up and down, taking in our builds.
The eyes dilated with interest.
“You guys work out”?
A silly question as it was obvious.
“U-huh”. Stephen’s deep bass voice almost croaked for want of some lubrication. “Seems that you do too”.
“Yeah”, our new friend agreed, his eyes now really giving us a deep look over.
“So where do you work out”? Stephen was going to do the interrogation.
“A gym near to home and work in Newquay”. He volunteered.
“What’s your work then”?
“I’m a surf instructor and also work as a lifeguard in the season and do life-saving training as a side line”. He replaced the book he was looking at in the bookshelf and turned directly to us both.
“What work do you guys do”?
Stephen answered for both of us.
“I’m in Internet Security and Gerren here is a geologist, but we are now of independent means”. There was no lie there at all.
Our new friend now had a hand close to his crutch, as he had placed his thumb in his tight jeans pocket and his interesting long fingers stretched out towards what looked like an interesting bulge in the light blue denim material.
“Hi there. Gerren is it”? I was asked. I told him he was correct.
“Unusual name, is it Cornish”? I nodded. He turned to my husband, “And you are”?
“I’m Stephen”, and as usual he added the rider, “With a PH not a V”.
Stephen’s huge hand was thrust forward. Our up till now nameless surfer friend, removed his hand from his pocket and shook hands.
“I’m Aiden. Nice to meet you both. Do you come to the bookshop often”?
“Not really”. I told Aiden, “Maybe only when we come to Truro”.
“I see. So where are you guys from”?
“West of St Ives, on the North Coast”. I kept our location vague for the time being.
“Going towards Sennen”? Aiden enquired.
It wasn’t exactly but it was in the right direction.
“A good surfing beach there. Do you guys surf”?
Stephen told him that we sailed and kayaked rather than surfing and suggested that we went to take a coffee in the small bookshop café.
Aiden looked at his watch and decided that he could join us.
“My bus is in forty minutes”. He told us.
As we walked to the café, Stephen asked if he was going back to Newquay. Aiden told us that he was.
“We can give you a run back”.
Carrying our drinks to a decent empty table, Aiden placed himself next to Stephen and right opposite me. He was very relaxed. Without asking and maybe guessing he asked straight out.
“So, you guys are a couple”?
There was no point in denying it, though neither of us was the camp sort of gay.
When we confirmed it, he asked how long we had known each other.
He was surprised when we told him how long and the discussion went on about living together and so on.
Aiden it turned out was a player. Not really into a relationship. It suited his lifestyle, especially in the summer when he was busy at work from seven in the morning to sometimes nine at night. He had plenty of come on’s from both men and women and the lucky guys got the chance to have a swing at him. Usually in the winter he’d go to Australia or to Hawaii to do surfing and some teaching in warmer climates. He was due to fly off in a couple of weeks.
Without saying it directly Aiden indicated that if we were available, he wouldn’t mind a fling with us both. It was more the way he looked at us. He had a small apartment in Newquay which was private enough to keep things quiet. The good-looking guy’s eyes shined as he made the indirect suggestion. We’d already offered him a ride home; it was out of our way, but it could be our only chance to get some action with him, and handsome and built youngish guys like Aiden are very thin on the ground in Cornwall.
During the ride back to Newquay, we were able to talk a lot more openly about sexual interests and so on. Aiden was relaxed about both Stephen and I being more top than bottom when we explained our marriage rules about sex with others, and was open enough to tell us about his Prep use. He was also excited about our builds and height, not that he was a shortie, far from it, he was a good six foot one. We were lucky that we could park right outside Aidens place, and he took us inside the modern building, and we squeezed into the lift to take us to the second floor, and it was there that we exchanged the first kisses. Aiden losing his breath. There was only one other flat on the floor, which was on the opposite side, so it really didn’t matter about too much noise from the rooms.
We now saw Aidens fully frame for the first time. He was just wearing a plain white vest or tank top. It showed off his broad shoulders, well developed chest, trim waist and big biceps. There were two prominent nipples jutting out and pushing the cotton material away from the body. Stephen and I silently smiled at each other. We were going to enjoy this body. Thankfully the room was on the cooler side of the building and not too hot. Now that we cared. We were going to get hot and sweaty with this guy’s hot body anyhow.
Aiden returned and looked us both over. Stephen was wearing a dark grey sleeveless workout top, that showed off all of his huge frame, and I was wearing a dark blue polo shirt that also showed off my upper body to good effect or so Stephen often told me.
“How are we going to start this”. Aiden seemed unsure of himself suddenly.
Stephen stepped forward right in front of him and I went behind him pushing my crutch against his tight jeans and reached around his chest to pinch his nipples. Stephen was kissing him deeply and Aiden responded well. I was pleased that the was automatic tongue fighting immediately. Nothing enhances good man to man sex than some hot kissing.
Aiden reached behind himself and pushed me back so he could grope my bulging crutch still growing inside my slacks. It was if he really couldn’t believe what he was feeling as his hands moved around as if trying to blindly gauge my size. I encouraged him my squeezing his nipples harder. He gave out a moan, but I was unsure if it was because of my fingers or Stephen’s kisses.
Stephen was now undoing the button and fly on Aiden’s jeans. There was no resistance. They fell to the floor, and Stephen was able to grope Aiden’s crutch. The kiss finally broke and Stephen took off his top, exposing his big, tanned muscles clearly.
There was an exclamation from Aiden.
“Holy fuck, Holy fuck”, and he turned to me “You lucky fucking bastard”.
Lucky I totally agreed with, Fucking, well yes, I did get to do some fucking, but a bastard? Well, I knew I wasn’t, and I’d use another description.
Suddenly my cock was now ignored, and it was Stephen’s body now receiving the attention. Aiden’s hands were everywhere, and all he was saying was “Oh Christ, Jesus, and wonderful as nearly every muscle on Stephen’s top was touched and caressed.
For a long time, we were caressing bodies, kissing and sucking and pinching nipples and wildly kissing.
I don’t think Aiden even noticed that I, still behind him, had pulled down his black underpants, and had also dropped my pants down. I had a great view of a great pair of hard buttocks. Just the way I like them. I felt my mouth fill with saliva, and I bent down to get a closer look at the hard arse. My instinct was to lick those cheeks, and I couldn’t resist it. As I kicked, I lifted each of Aiden’s legs to remove his trainers and jeans and underwear, to leave his lower body totally exposed but also so I could more easily spread his legs apart. I was also able now to reach under his legs to feel his balls and cock, only to find Stephen’s hand already there.
My husband is a decent man with indecent thoughts at times, but he took hold of my hand and placed it on Aiden’s cock. My own cock throbbed when I realised that our surfer friend was thickly hung too, and from what I could tell by my touch he was uncut too, and there was quite a decent thick cockhead too. No wonder the boys and girls at the surfing school tried it on with him. His meat would show off will in a wet suit, especially if he was interested in some of the guys. I briefly wondered just how many guys Aiden had brought back to his flat. I was sure that he wasn’t too lonely during the summer season.
The kissing had started again, up top, and Aiden relaxed his glutes for me to spread open a little wider. I was pleased that he was clean with no dirty smells in the area, and that his ring was only slightly hairy, and not the mass of hair you can find there sometimes.
I blew against the exposed hole and felt the cheeks tighten slightly before relaxing again allowing me to blow again. Aiden now became aware of what I was doing, Turning towards me and encouraging me to do more. Then I knew that Stephen’s trousers had been dropped. Who had undone them I didn’t know but suddenly there was an exclamation from Aiden.
“I fucking…….” Followed by a long pause, “I fucking don’t believe it. Is that thing for real”?
He must have caught first sight of the monster. I was amazed when I saw it for the first time, but very quickly I came to realise with Stephen’s height and build it was actually proportional to the rest of his body. It was just that compared to other guys cocks it was massive, and though I’d deny to my death that I’m a size guys, I do get excited by the sight of a big cock and my husband’s massiveness.
“Damn”! Aiden was exultant, I thought until he continued. “How do you find guys to take that thing”. That was a slight warning, and I stood up and moved to face Aiden who was in an awed shock. I saw his cock for the first time, and it was large and thick but only about seven and a half inches, short compared to Stephen’s ten inches. I pulled his hand away from Stephen’s cock and put it on my cock. He gripped me briefly but suddenly pulled his hand away and looked down.
“Oh my God! Both of you”.
Stephen reassured Aiden. “We can keep this to just oral action if you prefer. Fucking would be fun but not necessary”.
“Yes”. Adrian agreed but then he said, “No, No, No, we could try fucking but I’ve never had cock’s this size. I mean you’re both fucking massive”. Something I had some doubts about.
“Let’s get naked and relaxed first shall we”. I suggested.
We stripped off our remaining clothing and stood in front of each other naked. Aiden’s body was sculpted. Hardly any fat on him and he was a very exciting prospect.
“It’s this way to the bedroom”, he suggested, and we followed him his excited prick leading the way. He fell onto his bed which was a standard double, on his back. I lay beside him facing him with Stephen on the other side sucking his thick cock.
Aiden and I kissed and played with each other’s nipples, rubbing, pinching and pulling the nubs hard. I was pleased that he reacted well to some hard treatment, and I broke the kiss to suck, lick and chew his nips pulling them away from the pecs with my teeth which gave him a lot of pleasure before I returned for more good kissing. The idea was to get Aiden to enjoy and relax with us.
Our intention was to relax Aiden so we could get inside him. He had an exciting body and looks – it would be a shame if we didn’t get to screw him.
As Stephen continued sucking and licking his cock and balls and that wonderfully sensitive area between the balls and legs, I transferred by attention to Aidens mouth offering my unfurled cock for him to suck. The was a half look of concern on his face as I rubbed my leaking head over his closed lips. He was refusing to open up. I knew this was a game on his part. I had two resolutions in mind, both of which I knew would end this play on Aidens behalf. Either to pinch his nose so he’d have to open his mouth for me or to slap his face hard with my dick. Briefly I decided what action to take.
Lifting my cock away from his lips he relaxed, thinking, no doubt that I’d given in. How wrong he was. I grabbed the sides of my cock right down at the base and used it as a lever to fall back onto his face. My thick nine incher has some weight with all that blood in it making it super hard and it fell back hitting his face hard. I did this a few times, (actually it’s something I love Stephen doing to me), and soon Aiden was calling out in some pain. As he opened his mouth, I pushed my cockhead into his mouth and the greedy pig latched his lips around the exposed head tightly and was immediately swirling his soft tongue around the glans, cleaning it of my pre-cum lube. He had no problem with the thickness of my cock, now all I had to do was to get him to relax more so I could thrust some of my nine inches into his mouth and to see if he had something I don’t have- deep throating. It would be fun to see if I could prepare him for Stephen’s longer and thicker meat.
I put my hands behind Aidens head, which made his eyes slightly bulge. He was, I was sure still playing a game with me. The biggest clue that it was a game was that he hadn’t lifted his hands up to stop me. He was slowly jacking himself as Stephen was licking his balls and groin, and lifting up Aiden’s legs higher, ready for a tongue attack on his supposedly tight fuck hole.
I pushed harder against his lips and a couple of inches entered his mouth. I couldn’t push in more. Lifting up Aidens head restricted further access, so I started to slowly fuck his face from there, intending to give him time to get used to sucking me. I’d drop his head eventually and ram more inside of him and see if he protested.
There was no resistance from Aiden, especially when Stephen had pushed Aiden’s legs right up in the air exposing the hole I had enjoyed so much a few minutes earlier and thrust his face hard and deep into the welcoming crevice. This made Aiden gasp, releasing my cock from his lips and I took the chance to pull his body backwards, so his head was over the side of the bed and I moved to stand above him.
Stephen unprotestingly also shifted up the bed to continue his assault on Aidens hole, and I took hold of both the legs holding them apart and as vertical as I could.
Aiden’s head now dropped below the edge of the mattress now opening up his mouth and throat. I now was able to slip in a lot more of my cock into his mouth and s I suspected suddenly his throat relaxed and opened up for me. There was some slight spluttering and gagging but very soon without much difficulty, I was swallowed to my full length.
I looked at Stephen, still forcing his head hard against Aiden arse hole and I could see that he had the same thoughts as I did. Aiden’s protests were a game. I know my husband after this time and I could see deep into his eyes, and there was some devilment in them. We were going to have some fun with surfer with the hot body and pseudo reluctance to experience our “fucking massive” sizes.
Stephen, pulled away from rimming out Aiden’s hole and started faux fucking the arse, by rubbing his length backwards and forwards against the wet hole.
“Where do you keep the lube mate”? His voice rumbling dangerously and with intent.
Aidens mouth and throat were full of my cock, and he pointed to a bedside drawer. Stephen opened the drawer to search for the gel, pulling out some cock-rings and straps and a large and thick dildo of about twelve inches. “You’ll not need this with us around”, and he threw it across the room. “A guy like you shouldn’t need this sort of stuff”, he continued holding up a set of five one-inch anal beads. They soon joined the dildo across the room on the floor.
Stephen has no time for anal toys, especially when his massive cock is available for use instead. I’ve heard him say a few times to some fortunate guy “You want something big in your arse then use this”, and he’d flash his cock in the face of his next lucky recipient.
At last, finding the lube in what seemed a fresh tube of KY, Stephen forced a large gloop of the gel deep into Aiden’s hole using two of his huge fingers, twisting them around to line all the sides of the now relaxed hole. I still held his legs apart and was able to watch Stephen apply another large squeeze of lube onto his fist and rub it into the length of his gargantuan cock. Then there was a huge slap against the side of Aiden’s buttocks.
“Now let’s see how much of this fucking massive cock you can actually take”. There was menace in Stephen’s deep bass voice as he pushed the tip of his cock against the lubed-up hole.
I was wondering how much resistance Stephen would get from Aiden and if Stephen would ram as much of his cock home into the expectant hole or take it easy. Actually, to my amazement, Stephen took it easy, but the hole opened up really easily and swallowed it all, balls deep in one thrust.
There was a gurgle of enjoyment from Aiden’s throat, and he was gently jacking off with one hand and stroking his abs and chest with the other.
“So much for not taking our huge cocks”, Stephen’s voice had a hint of menace about it, and I knew what that meant. Aiden was really going to get it and get it hard.
“Hold those legs open and strongly”. He told me, with that determined look in his flashing hazel eyes. He knew I would. Many was the time we’d be in bed together alone and horny and discuss some of the ‘extra-curricular’ activities we’d had with other hot guys to get ourselves really wanting each other in a very heightened state. We worked well together.
Stephen planted his huge hands-on Aiden’s delts, holding him down hard, and giving Aiden a great view of superb arms and raising himself upwards using his feet, he used his magnificent body and weight to pound his prisoner really hard as he was always apt to do, really pulling back almost fully out of the arsehole before ramming it fully back into the now obviously well fucked hole.
With my also face fucking the guy at the same time, there was not much of a vocal reaction from Aiden, but there was also no protest either. Stephen looked at me with that steely determination in his eyes. He was loving this fuck. I’d work his nips hard for him as he loved so much but my hands and arms were busy holding Aiden in place. There was one thing I could do that would heighten both our experience. I leaned forward, so we were almost face to face.
“Aw shit”, Stephen moaned. “Yeah, kiss me you beautiful man, Kiss me deep”. Our faces clashed together, our foreheads tight together and our mouths opened automatically, and we kissed, deeply and passionately, our tongues clashing with each other as we moaned our lust for each other.
As I removed my dick from Aiden’s mouth so he could breathe he gasped out more encouragement to Stephen. He’s changed his tune from just half an hour earlier. After some more face and arse fucking, Stephen asked if I wanted a change. Of course I did.
As we both pulled out of him, Aiden gasped out. “Jesus, you guys. I wondered what you’d be like when I saw you at the bandstand with Ray.
“Who’s Ray”? I asked.
“The Jamaican guy you were talking to. He’s a friend of mine and when I saw you guys all pally with each other and touching each other’s arses, I knew all about you from what I saw, and hoped and wanted to try to see if I could attract you. I followed you to the bookshop and stood where I could watch you and hopefully see me. It worked”.
“Ray is gay”? I asked. I should have known when he spoke if he could have some time copping a feel of my arse too.
“Sure, he’s one of my best fucks. Not as huge as Stephen here but pretty dammed close”.
There was a look in Stephen’s eye that told me that he hadn’t finished with Aiden’s hole just yet. I filed the information about Ray the Jamaican in the back of my brain.
We took up our positions with Aiden, but with Stephen offering Aiden his hole to rim out first. He obliged me by keeping Aiden in place by sitting on his face for a while before putting his fat cock into his mouth as I held onto his legs in a vertical position.
“Yeah cocksucker, taste my arse and cock”, Stephen’s deep baritone. Aiden had no scruples about sucking Stephen’s cock clean, making a big scene of showing his tongue sweeping all over the head and what he could reach of the fat shaft.
I was also ball’s deep in the hole, getting a good ride from Aiden’s tube. He had a talented arse, and I felt the anal muscles squeeze my cock and I pleasured myself inside of him.
“Fuck, just look at his cock”, Stephen brought my attention to it. It was long and thick, leaking like crazy and flat against his belly just touching his lower abs right by his bellybutton. Stephen reached down and lifted it up away from the stomach. It was tight and hard, and Stephen let it go, and it sprung back hard and tight against the flat belly. Again and again, Stephen played with the super hard erection letting it drop heavily making a loud slapping sound each time he did it. The pre-cum, spread over the belly as well. I was wondering just how much Aiden had in his balls as I fucked him.
Given the chance to speak briefly Aiden encouraged me to fuck him hard. I obliged him by speeding up my shafting and he helped by adjusting his arse muscles for me. Stephen helped by tweaking my nipples and I began to feel my balls tingle. I pulled out and squeezed the base of my cock to prevent me shooting my load. It worked.
I turned Aiden over onto his knees. His dilating hole winking at me desperate for some action, and his face now threatened by Stephen’s monstrous cock.
Grabbing Aiden by his trim waist, I pushed my cock fully into his hole. The shute seemed to automatically hold onto my cock and I began my fucking. Aiden gave out a moan of pleasure. Stephen, now facing me, gave me his prize-winning dirty grin.
“Go on. Give it him hard. He loves it”.
Stephen slapped Aiden’s face hard a few times and ordered him to swallow. Any pleasurable moans soon changed to a gobbling sound as Stephen forced the throat open. I was only sorry that I couldn’t see Aiden’s throat expand as Stephen faced fucked him.
It was a wet face fuck, Stephen’s cock was covered in plenty of spittle each time he pulled out, and Aiden would gasp for air and cough slightly each time.
Again, Stephen was facing me, and I had the delight of seeing his huge, muscled body pumped up in front of me. Something I never tired of, looking over the expanded veins on his chest and arms, and I enjoyed the sheen of his tanned body as he perspired slightly. I leaned towards him. I suppose my eyes were full of desire for him and his wonderful kisses. He must have caught my look, and he also leaned in towards me and we kissed passionately as only lovers can do. He also reached over once again to play with my nipples, rubbing his thumb index fingers hard, like a pastry chef rubbing butter into flour. The delightful pain, instantly travelling to my brain and back down to my balls. Stephen knows just how strong I’m wired from my chest to my balls.
As I felt my balls tighten, I fucked Aiden harder, Stephen moved his face away from me slightly, but I could still see the filthy lusty look in his eyes. He loved his threesomes and his dirty mind would have been plotting plenty of sexual scenarios.
Very softly, using his deep voice to maximum effect the told me to ‘spank his arse’, and he leaned back to me, kissing me deeply again, and increasing the delicious pain on my nipples.
I’m not one for hard S&M but I did spank the side of his buttocks firmly, each time, his hole gripping my cock tighter. I must have spanked him on one side twenty times or so until Aiden, his mouth freed from Stephen’s cock from his throat, called out to me to be careful. I looked down to the area I had been hitting, and it was turning blue. Stephen ceased kissing me to take a look, grinning at me devilishly at the result of his command, and gave the area one massive hard swipe, making Aiden cry out in pain.
Stephen sniffed contemptuously. “Not enough but it will do, there are other things we can do with him”. I pulled out from the now well fucked hole, my cock covered with spit and lube. Stephen lay down on the bed, pushing his almighty cock covered in plenty of drool vertically in the air. “Sit on it”.
Aiden got off his knees and straddled the huge phallus, facing Stephen, and lowered himself down on the thick cockhead. I was standing to the side of the guys my cock throbbing in the air and my nipples now a delightful tender.
Keeping his orders short and to the point, Stephen told Aiden to “Suck it”.
I stepped forward to him and looked at Aidens eyes. They were clear and expectant and wanting. He even leaned forward to take my cock, looking up at me as he sucked and licked me.
He lowered himself down on Stephen’s cock, until Stephen gave out a sigh of satisfaction and again briefly told Aiden what to do.
“Ride me. Fuck yourself on me”.
Using his knees and his body weight, Aiden did fuck himself on Stephen’s cock pleasuring himself as he sucked on my cock. This time, Aiden was jacking on his cock, still leaking profusely, rubbing his fist and palm over his cockhead. He seemed to have turned himself into a sexual object getting pleasure three-ways at once. This went on for a few minutes, until I noticed that Aiden was getting very excited and had quickened the wrist action on his cock.
Suddenly I felt his mouth pull away from my cock, and I looked down to see what was happening. Stephen had wrapped both his huge arms around Aiden’s well-muscled body and pulled him down holding him tightly against him and was now humping Aiden from below. Aiden’s head was on the further side from me, and I could see Stephen looking up at me, total devilment in his eyes.
Once again in a voice barely above a whisper, he told me to get the lube. Aiden made to try to raise himself up from Stephen’s body, but Stephen had both his arms tightly around his back using his strength in holding Aiden in a vice like grip. I knew what Stephen wanted me to do. I had seen him give me the two fingered signal.
Greasing up my cock, I knelt between Stephen’s wide-open legs and say the thickness of the cock deep inside Aiden’s hole. I lubed two fingers and managed to lift the top of the sphincter upwards and to push inwards against the top of Stephen’s now stationary cock.
There was a moan of protest from Aiden. The was the sound of a slap against Aiden’s back.
“Come on, we spoke about this in the car coming here and you agreed to try”. Stephen told him firmly.
The was a pause.
“Yeah, but I didn’t know just how huge you guys actually are”.
“Yeah? So how huge in the Ray guy and his pals? Don’t tell me they’ve never done it to you. I bet you love being gang banged by them”.
There was a telling pause from Aiden. His earlier protests about our dick sizes seemed to not make any sense. He was a muscled bottom, and it was obvious that he liked huge cock. If it was a game on his behalf, it wasn’t a game I understood. “Well, yeah”! he admitted. That gave me the approval to continue.
I now spread my fingers wider and deeper inside his hole and felt Stephen’s cock throb against them. A deep growl of approval came from his throat. On my knees, I shuffled closer to the target, placing my cock between Stephen’s dick and my fingers and pushed forward, and pulling back my fingers. The hole was loose enough for me to push my cockhead inside, and I leaned forward to hold onto Aidens waist for support, meeting Stephen’s huge arms still holding him down on top of him.
Now having leverage and anchoring myself to Aidens waist I was able to push further inside. Usually, I am the bottom fucker when we had DP’d guys previously, and I’ve always enjoyed the feeling of Stephen’s cock sliding against mine as he entered the fortunate bottom. Today being the top fucker, I enjoyed another sensation as Aiden’s talented shute, gripped and loosened around my cock as I forced it in deeper inside of him and started to piston myself inside of him and slowly but surely travelling slowly further into him.
Once I’d got a good rhythm going, I felt Stephen lift his rear upwards and also start to fuck against my cock, something that was a huge turn on for me, especially when I felt his massive glans rub against my own giving me a marvellous thrill each time our cockheads clashed inside Aiden’s hole.
The mattress springs were squeakily protesting at the action. Our combined weight something the bed had maybe not been designed for. Aiden was in heaven, encouraging us to keep up with the action and I noticed him and Stephen kissing as we double fucked him.
It wasn’t too long before I felt my cock reach the limit of entry as I fucked. My head was spinning at both the fucking and thrill of Stephen’s cock against mine in Aiden’s increasing active arsehole but was full of desire for more action.
As if reading my mind, Stephen called out to me asking if I’d like someone to be rimming my hole at that moment as I fucked. My dirty minded brain reacted to that, and my cock expanded and throbbed hard at the thought, giving Aiden an extra thrill. He even seemed to like the idea of extra guys with us.
“I wouldn’t mind Ray being here and fucking my throat right now”. He announced, reminding us of his Jamaican friend we came across earlier when we first met Aiden.
I was learning more about Aiden which was different from what I had imagined about him from when we first met him and our discussions in the car when we brought him back to his rooms.
It was Stephen who asked for a change of position. I knew the reason why. As the bottom fucker, he couldn’t screw with the force he likes to use. Now that we had stretched Aiden’s arse as wide as we’d reasonably expect, and he’d become used to both of us inside of him changing position presented no problems. There was one change. We took the action away from the bed and the moaning mattress springs to the much firmer floor. I lay down on the floor with a pillow under my head for comfort and for vision purposes and Aiden squatted down on my cock and Stephen entered him from behind.
The change in emphasis in the fucking was obvious. Stephen, who preferred power fucking to my gentler moves, went into over drive, almost fucking like a rabbit.
To my cock underneath Stephen’s thrusting and tightness of the cocks against Aidens anal wall, it felt as it I was being jacked off by an invisible pair of hands on the top and lower parts of my cock. It was bringing me almost to orgasm. What didn’t help was the excitement of looking up over Aiden’s shoulder to the head and shoulders of my husband.
Stephen’s shoulder muscles together with his bull neck were fully pumped making him look more God-like than ever, plus the sweat building up on his forehead, darkening the fringes of his blond hair, and his eyes glazed in concentration of his fucking. I wanted to reach up and take hold of his handsome face and kiss him deeply as I could easily do when he was fucking me. I had to make do with kissing Aiden instead.
What I also enjoyed when doing a DP was when I was the lower fucker and the bottom was facing me from above and their cock hard against my belly, and like Aiden this time, leaking plenty of pre-cum, against me.
Stephen seemed to come out of his trance, and I heard him slap Aiden’s backside against the already bruised surface and ordering him not to shoot his load until he was told he could. I knew the reason why.
Stephen and I had DP’d another very sexy guy who had shot his load prematurely and somewhat spoiled our fun. In all honesty, it couldn’t be helped as the bottom was super excited by what was happening. A warning to Aiden was just a precaution.
Stephen paused for a moment and asked me to pass the lube up to him and he pulled out with a loud plop to re-lube his cock. The sudden removal of the massively long and thick cock caused Aiden to moan out loudly, and to then get another reproving slap on the side of his buttocks once more and a harsh verbal warning not to complain.
Stephen inserted a couple of fingers of lube into Aidens hole and against my cock and slid his cock back inside again, thrusting it fully back to the hilt, causing both Aiden and me to gasp with pleasure. It was only a few seconds before Stephen was jack fucking Aiden again and I was loving the sensation of his cock against mine.
We continued fucking and talking dirt to each other during the action until Stephen pulled out his cock and physically threw Aiden onto the floor besides me - my cock also being pulled out of the hole at the same time.
Aiden lay back on the floor his body spasming a few times in shock as a reaction to the sudden removal of both our cocks. He soon recovered and was wanking his cock as Stephen and I knelt beside him pointing our cocks at his face. Stephen took hold of Aidens head and pulled it to his cock.
“Go on, you know what you want”. Almost with a squeal of delight Aiden took nearly four inches of Stephen’s monster cock in his mouth, bobbing his head up and down. I took hold of my cock and slapped it against the hard muscle and smooth skin of Aidens chest rubbing my cock head over his protruding nipple.
As he sucked on Stephen’s cock, Aiden was making a groaning sound as he wanked himself in excitement.
Stephen forewarned Aiden to let him know when he was going to shoot. Aiden looking his mouth from Stephen’s cock just enough to answer that he would.
“Just keep fucking my face”, he managed to request before Stephen pushed deeper towards Aiden’s throat. I was now using my arse muscles to make my cock bounce up and down on Aidens chest and leaned over slightly to take a hard grip of the other tit and applying some heavy pressure on the exciting looking dark beast.
Again, Aiden managed to tell us he was going to shoot before closing his lips around the fat cock invading his mouth and throat.
There came a whining sound which grew loader in tone and intensity, almost like a World War Two air-raid siren, as Aiden reached his peak. His orgasm when it came was fascinating. The cum poured from his cock in a constant stream and not in bursts. It poured onto his belly making a puddle of semen which grew as the liquid left his cockhead for about eight or nine seconds. His body shook violently, and he dropped his cock after he’d finished wanking it into the pool of cum which was now slowly sliding down towards his trim waist.
Aiden signalled to me to get the paper towel that was on the bed, and I pulled a large wedge of the sheets so he could damn the flow from falling onto the carpet.
“Fuck, that was a huge one”. Aiden announced emphasising the word ‘huge’.
“Do you always shoot like that”? I had to ask.
“Yeah, it’s bigger when I’ve been edging for a few days. What about you guys do you shoot big too”?
Stephen looked at me with mischief in his eyes. “Shall we show him or go home”?
I looked down at Aiden, now using more paper towel to wipe up the cum from his flat belly and defined abs. He looked very sexy and handsome below us both and his cock was still hard.
“Let’s shoot all over him and then go home”. I told Stephen.
We let Aiden lie on the floor as we stood above him slowly wanking. Stephen, always the one with the dirtier sexy mind, ever since I have known him said to Aiden to tell us some of the hot surfer’s he’d had back in the room we were in.
“What do you want to know”? Aiden asked.
“Tell us who you brought back here, what they were like, why you were attracted to them and what action you got up to and so on, and if you had more than one guy back here like you have just had with Gerren and me. Turn us on with the sexy detail, get us excited and make us shoot our loads over you. The more explicit you are the more excited we might become”.
I knew what Stephen was after, he had done the same to me during the second weekend we were together, and we were in a clearing in a wood, by a river bank, sunbathing naked together, and he asked me about my past sexual adventures and blasted off a massive load as I told him.
Aiden cleared his throat, waited a few seconds as if he was thinking and began.
“It’s not about surfers”, he began, “but a really sexy guy I saw at the gym in town”.
During the summer, after he had finished his surfing lessons and lifeguard duties, Aiden would sometimes go to the gym to tone up his body. Because he’d been in the sea and sweating in his wet suit, before he started his exercise he’d have a quick shower. This night it was about eight thirty, nine o’clock when he arrived, and the place was empty except for three guys working out hard. They were not the sort of guys who did a couple of reps and then waiting twenty minutes until the next exercise, chatting to each other.
Aiden had showered, dried himself off and put on a sports vest, shorts, gym shoes and socks and hit the gym. He noticed that the three guys were all younger than him, dark haired and quite good looking. Also, he saw that they were not wearing any tops. Just the shorts socks and gym trainers. As Aiden exercised, he looked over each of the guys wondering what they’d be like, naked and trying to decide which of them he’d like to take back to his rooms to fuck with, but it was difficult to make up his mind.
So, he felt more comfortable with the three guys, Aiden decided to take off his top, figuring that he looked just as good as the other guys. Once he had done that, he noticed that when he looked at each of the guys they were looking back at him and Aiden looked away quickly trying to look innocent and avoiding eye contact even though he quite fancied each of the guys.
The eye contact was made with one of the guys who was smiling directly at Aiden. He seemed to be the tallest and best built of the three. Adien couldn’t help but smile back but went on exercising silently but looking back across the gym equipment at the guy every now and again to see that the guy was still looking at him and smiling as he exercised.
“I started to get an erection”, Aiden told us both, “and I started to feel a little uncomfortable”.
“One of the other guys came over to spot for my admirer and there were words exchanged, and the second guy looked at me and smiled. I smiled back but looked away. My mind was now thinking of both the guys with me and that didn’t help my erection, it only became more pronounced. I knew from the looks I was getting from both the guys that they had noticed my boner in my shorts”.
Aiden’s jockstrap didn’t help, and he was feeling uncomfortable and he stopped exercising to go back to the locker room to adjust himself. When he returned all three of the guys were together, talking, looking over at Aiden and smiling and nodding at him. Aiden went to the bench to do some light bench presses. Not much weight – he wasn’t out to impress anyone. The third guy, came over and offered to spot for him, standing behind and above Aidens head.
“It was like in a porno film”. Aiden told us as we slowly wanked above him. “I was lifting the weights and the guy’s legs were right by my head and I could look upwards and see that he had an erection too”. It didn’t help Aiden. His cock got harder and more obvious. He put the bar and weights back onto the rest assisted by the guy and the conversation started. They swapped names and where they were from. Aiden learned that the three guys were on holiday from the North of England and were staying for another ten days or so. Then the other two guys who had earlier smiles and nodded came over to join the conversation.
“The three of them all together and around me as I sat on the bench, all pumped and just in their shorts was a massive turn on and I had to do something with my cock and jock. What helped was that one of the guys pointed out that I needed some ‘special’ assistance down there. All three of the guys were now quite close to me and all smiley and chatty and from my eye level I could see some interesting bulges in their shorts too. Then the guy said that maybe he could help me out”.
Aiden scanned the gym to see if anyone was looking but the staff were busy elsewhere, and it was suggested that we would go to the changing room together. Aiden was not going to refuse, and the two guys went to the back room, and cocks were pulled out and fondled. Then the guy, kissed Aiden quite openly, and the other two guys walked into the changing room, and soon all four had our cocks out and Aiden was stroking all three of them and drooling about sucking on them all and more.
“The first guy who I fancied the most asked if I had somewhere more secure so we could all get to know each other better, and I invited then back here”, Aiden told us. He was still hard looking up at us and drooling over our bodies and cocks and concentration on his tale.
“So, we came back here and stripped, and they were all over me. Kissing me, checking out my body, and two of them taking turns on sucking my cock, and I was doing my best to get a feel of each of them. The one I fancied the most had the largest cock, about seven inches, and whispered to me that he’d like to fuck me. I wasn’t about to say no, and after some arse licking, I was bent over the bed and he fucked me doggie style. One of the other guys came in front of me and offered me his cock to suck on and the third guy stood back watching and jacking off”.
“Then the three of them took turns fucking me and I asked if they ever fucked each other, and they said they did”
Aiden told the guys that he’d like to see them fuck and said it would be a huge turn on for him and he agreed that the two friends of the guy he fancied best would fuck as he was fucked by the first guy. The best bit was towards the end when Aiden got to fuck one of the guys whilst his favourite fucked him, and the fourth guy took the front guy in his arse too in a four-way fuck train.
Stephen asked how everyone shot their loads. That was easy, said Aiden. He took all their loads. The one he fancied shot his load deep inside his hole, and the other two guys shot into his mouth making him swallow their loads, and then Aiden was made to suck each of them as they jacked his cock until he shot his own load.
“Was it a pool of cum like you did tonight”? Stephen asked, really interested. “Oh yeah. I’ve always cum like that”.
“How would you like us to cum today”? The questions continued.
Aiden was easy. “Anyway, you like, you can shoot in my or I can swallow, whatever. You’re both clean and OK I take it”.
We were but it was not the way we liked to cum. We said nothing and continued wanking each other, kissing and checking each other out, Stephen was the first to shoot. Standing tall above Aiden, he stepped back announcing that he was going to shoot. Aiden opened his mouth and leaned forward as if ready to take the cum in his mouth, but Stephen paced forward and pushed him back down onto the floor. Aiden looked confused but not for long. Stephen’s balls tightened up to his shaft and he stopped wanking and pointed his huge cock towards Aiden. The first stream flew out from the tip of his cock, there was a short sharp sound at it travelled through the air almost as if it was breaking the sound barrier, as the cum then splashed against Aidens face making a line of cum from the centre his eyebrows down his cheek and over the edge of his lips, onto his chin and then dripping down to his neck.
Aiden had moved slightly as he saw the jizz fly towards him otherwise the cum would have hit his eye. The second stream flew out of Stephen’s pulsing cock now hanging in the air hands free, also landing on Aiden’s face. As the third stream made its way towards him Aiden exclaimed. “Oh, my fucking God”, as the remaining jets of cum fell against his muscled body leaving lines and splashes of cum all over his upper torso.
Having exhausted all his load over Aiden, Stephen paced back to him, his cock still hands free, stopping just before his mouth. No words were exchanged. Aiden opened his mouth wide to accommodate the thickness of Stephen’s expanded cock, and swallowed the head taking in the remaining dregs of cum.
Stephen’s cock now cleaned my Aiden’s greedy mouth it was removed for Aiden to look in astonished wonder at the size of the still hard cock in front of him and to take in the memory of the load of cum that had just almost covered his face and body.
“Fuck what a load”, he commented.
“That’s nothing”. Stephen told him, just wait for Gerren to shoot.
I stood in front of Aiden, looking down on his cum soaked body and face my cock and balls right in front of his gleaming eyes. Stephen was behind me, his arms wrapped around my body and his hands crossed over with his fingers working my nipples expertly. His hard cock was against the cheeks of my arse as he humped me from behind, and Aiden was alternately licking my balls and trying to suck on my cock as I jacked myself off.
Stephen was licking my neck tenderly, and I turned my head for some of his wonderful kisses. All these sensations were helping me come to the boil. I said to Stephen “yes”. He knew what to do. His huge hands now pulled and twisted my nipples hard, and the pain immediately went to my balls, putting one leg between mine and reaching forward with it he pushed Aiden away from me. The was a short protest from Aiden. He had not long been able to attach his mouth tightly to my cock head and I was constantly hitting his mouth and chin with my fist as I wanked myself. Now he had nothing to do. He was only the receiver.
“Count them”, Stephen called out, Aiden just said “Huh”? He soon caught on. Giving my nips that extra hard squeeze, my brain’s electrical circuit connected to balls and BAM. I shot my load. I could sense Stephen looking over my shoulder watching my cock as his fingers and thumbs did their magic on my nips and I felt the jizz surge up my cock in release. Splat, Splat, Splat, Splat. I heard my cum land against Aiden’s body. I couldn’t see, I had my head back against Stephen’s huge supporting shoulder. I continued wanking myself, and listened to Stephen’s just audible counting, something I was used to. Aiden was now laughing in wonder not derision. I felt my orgasm receding and the force of my ejaculation dropping. Stephen’s grip on my nipples subsided to small tweaks and he stopped rubbing his huge cock against my arse cheeks and he dropped one of his hands from my chest to gently remove my fist from my cock and he softly held my wet cock in his hand squeezing out the remains of my cum from the shaft.
“Clean it”. Was all he said. I lifted my head from his shoulder to look down on Aiden. His body and face were almost covered in cum from the pair of us. I had also shot into his hair, as I could see a couple of ropes of cum shimmering on the surface.
As he opened his mouth, I also saw a couple of lines of my juice, stretch across his lips and my cock moved them aside as he took me into his warm and soft mouth and gently ran his tongue around my glans. For two or three minutes he sucked and licked my cock inside his mouth as he jacked on his cock again. His sucking became more intense, and his breathing heavier and faster.
“He’s fucking shooting again”, Stephen called out. “I’ve got to see”. And he moved from behind me and knelt down on the floor for a closer look. Still sucking and licking my cock, Aiden indeed shot his second load withing fifteen minutes, and again it was like someone had opened a tap. There was another constant flow of cum flowing out of his cock. Nowhere near as much and for as long as the earlier orgasm, but impressive, nonetheless.
“There would have been more if you’d rammed a couple of fingers up my hole”. He told Stephen. My jizz was now streaming down off his face and down his chest and abs. “I need a shower”. He told us, and he scarpered into his bathroom to clean up, calling to us that we could shower after him.
Alone, I asked Stephen what the number was. He grinned and kissed me gently and lovingly. “Twelve”. He looked down on me proudly. “The first few were fast and hard”.
“I think I heard them”. I told him. “They were certainly intense, I felt it”. There were more kisses and caresses.
“Well, this was an unexpected one”. Stephen said. I agreed but added quietly that it would be a one off. He nodded in agreement and just whispered “OK”.
We showered separately Stephen went first and Aiden was asking me questions about our relationship and where we lived. I kept the answers vague deliberately. There was something I was unsure of about Aiden, as goodlooking, built and piggy for sex as he was.
I took my shower, and we parted from Aiden quietly not making any promises to meet again.
I mentioned my concerns about Aiden to Stephen in the car and explained why. It brought us to how he had told us he had first noticed us and then followed us to the bookshop.
Driving the forty or so miles back home, Stephen asked me if I minded him showing me affection in public. I was a little taken aback.
Reverting to my Cornish accent, I told him. “Geddon me Bewty, course I love it when you do it to me both at home and in public. You’d not ‘ear a word against it from I”.
He laughed. “It was Ray, the Jamaican guy, the friend of Aiden, who asked if he could get some touching from us that prompted me asking”. Stephen told me.
“Can’t be arrested them days for ‘em. Look at they straights doing it all they time. Was they be doin’, the same for us gay guys now. We’em all be equal now”.
Stephen gently, as always punched my arm.
