After a fabulous night with John in the hotel, (see my first story 'Finally realising my fantasies'), I felt elated. I had swallowed his spunk for a third time before we fell asleep and, in the morning, took his cock in my mouth again in the shower. The 8 hours of sleep he had meant his body was able to replace the copious amounts of his spunk I had swallowed, meaning I got another huge load all over my tongue.
The following weekend I went to John's house and after more wine and chatting, we ended up in his bedroom all night. It was there, between gulping down his gorgeous spunk, that I admitted to another fantasy of mine, being taken by two guys at the same time. John laughed when I told him, but a cheeky smirk came over his face.
'I might be able to help you with that,' he said, winking at me as he leaned in to kiss me.
A couple of weeks passed and I had forgotten that I had told him about my other fantasy. It was my birthday on the Saturday and he had invited to me his house for a meal and gift giving. Of course, I was looking forward to getting his cock in my mouth again and couldn't care less about the gifts!
I arrived at John's around 6.30pm and knocked on the door. John answered it with a broad smile and a 'Hi!' He was wearing Skinny jeans and a t-shirt which showed off his toned body nicely. My eyes couldn't help travelling down to his crotch, but I was disappointed to see his jeans masked the bulge I knew was down there. He closed the door behind me, kissed me, took my hand and lead me into the living room.
'This is Dave,' he said, gesturing towards the guy sat on the brown leather sofa. I blushed vividly, feeling the heat in my cheeks. Dave smiled at me.
He was a black guy, about 6 foot 3 inches tall, with very muscular arms and a chest that was putting his t-shirt under quite a bit of strain. His hair was neatly cropped and he had a wonderful smile. Dave got up and shook my hand, saying hello as he did so. His hand was huge, dwarfing mine in comparison. I was so nervous I mumbled something incoherent, smiled, and sat down in the armchair.
John and Dave sat on the sofa and we got chatting, and in doing so my nerves started to evaporate. We talked about all sorts of things and the wine and gin was soon being handed out by John. The conversation eventually moved on to Dave and who he was. John told me he had known Dave since university and they had always stayed in touch.
'And yes,' said Dave, 'I am gay.'
I blushed again and John sniggered.
'And like John, a confirmed top,' he stated, matter-of-factly.
'He's your birthday present,' said John.
'Uhmmm...thanks. I think.' I replied.
John looked at Dave and nodded. They moved to each end of the sofa. John patted the now vacant middle seat and gestured at me to sit there. I moved over to the sofa and sat down. John kissed me, his tongue sliding into my mouth, causing me to sigh. As he pulled away I felt a huge hand turn my face and the next thing I know, Dave's tongue is sliding into my mouth. I moaned quietly again as his tongue explored my mouth. He pulled back a little, still holding my face.
'I hear you love to feel cock pumping spunk in your mouth,' he said.
I couldn't get any words out. I just moaned very quietly. Dave laughed.
I hadn't noticed that while Dave was kissing me, John had removed all of his clothes except his tight boxer shorts. He pulled me towards him, guided my hand to his crotch and kissed me again, our tongues slipping over each other. I stroked his cock, now growing nicely inside his boxers. He held me there for a little while, and when he let me go, I turned to find Dave down to his boxers as well. His body was amazing. Hairless, muscular, shining in the light of the LED bulb hanging from the ceiling light fitting. My eyes travelled slowly down his body to his crotch. His cock looked bigger than John's and was almost visibly growing as I stared at it. I leaned forward and kissed Dave's chest, my lips and tongue searching for his nipple. He moaned softly and I felt his hand on my head, gently pushing me down. I kissed my way down his body, finally reaching his boxers. His cock was straining at the material and I started kissing it through the cloth, inhaling the musky smell that made me want him in my mouth soooooo badly. I moved off the sofa and got between his legs, reaching up and hooking my fingers around the waistband of his boxers. As I pulled them down, he lifted his arse off the sofa to help and his cock strained against the elastic waistband. I pulled a little harder and his cock sprang loose. He was uncut with closely cropped pubic hair and had shaved his nutsack.
'Heard you didn't like pubes so I had a haircut,' he said.
I reached up and took his cock in my hand. It was about 7 inches long and thick, but not veiny like John's, looking almost completely smooth. I put my tongue on the base of it and licked slowly up to the tip, my saliva making his cock glisten. With my hand I pulled down on his now rock hard shaft and revealed the lovely bulbous head of his cock. It twitched in my hand. Without raising my head I opened my mouth and slid his cock between my lips and slowly circled my tongue around the head. He moaned and his huge hand cupped the back of my head. I started sliding my mouth up and down his cock, my tongue licking the underside of his glans each time I moved down. I was really enjoying myself when I suddenly remembered John! As soon as the thought hit me, I felt his hands on my trousers, pulling at my belt as he tried to remove them. I took Dave's cock out of my mouth, stood up, Kissed John and got undressed. Dave had taken the cue and was doing the same. It was only then I noticed John had taken his boxers off. He pushed me back down onto the sofa.
Within seconds I had two cocks right in front of my face. I reached up and put a hand around each, stroking them both slowly but gripping them firmly, as if to make sure they didn't escape! I lent forward and took John in my mouth, sucking gently while playing with the tip of his cock with my tongue. After a minute, I switched, sliding Dave's gorgeous cock into my mouth. Was this real? Had I really got two cocks in my hands? I switched again to check, slipping John's cock into my eager mouth. Yep! Two cocks. All mine.
I sucked them both for what seemed like hours, but was probably only 5 minutes. Both guys were producing lots of pre-cum which I was swallowing down. The heady smell filled my nostrils and the lubrication it offered made their cocks slip easily in and out of my mouth.
Dave pulled away and sat on the sofa next to me. He leaned in and kissed me and I heard a feint tearing sound as he did so. When he lent back I saw his cock was covered with a condom. John pulled me off the sofa and I felt Dave's thick finger between my arse cheeks, spreading lube all around my hole.