About fifteen years ago, when hook-up sites were few and far between. I used to use a gay chat line where you could either hook up with other guys. Or have a hot and horny chat with other like-minded guys from across the country.
I'd had a few no shows and in all honesty, I was beginning to lose hope. That was until one Saturday afternoon when I had some time to myself.
I used my usual description: "Tall slim versatile guy, looking for a well-endowed stud, can't accommodate, but can travel a reasonable distance."
As I flicked through the messages in the West Midlands region, I got a reply from a man called Steve, "Is Birmingham a reasonable distance?" he asked somewhat suggestively.
We swapped phone numbers and arranged to meet at his place in about an hour or so. He said that he might have a friend come over and asked if it was okay if he could join us. "Sure," I replied somewhat nervously, as I was quite inexperienced at the time.
I quickly showered and dressed into a pair of old 501's a t-shirt, with nothing on underneath. I got into my old Ford Mondeo, my heart pumping & my palms were sweating. Remember having to steady myself for a moment as my hand was trembling as I typed his post code into the SatNav in my car.
When I arrived at his apartment, I was greeted by Steve, who was about 5'8" tall, with a mop of brown curly hair, a bit chubby, dressed in a pair of jogging bottoms and a zipped-up hoodie.
I was a bit disappointed that he was on his own, but I figured that one cock is better than none.
"What a beautiful looking guy you are," he said as he stroked my arm suggestively.
"You're not so bad yourself," I smiled as I put an arm around his waist. "I definitely like the look of you," I continued as we started kissing each other passionately. His tongue rolling around inside my mouth as he undid my belt buckle and the buttons on my blue button-fly jeans. Running his hands over my naked ass & inserting his finger inside my tight little hole.
"mmmm kiss my neck just here," I said as I guided him to the right side of my neck. My hand reached down to the inside of his thigh as the kissing and touching intensified as I cupped his balls and then gently started stroking his semi-hard cock as Steve began moaning softly with pleasure.
I looked into his blue eyes, undid the zipper on Steve's hoodie, and then teased his nipples with my mouth. I worked my way down his torso, until I got to his jogging bottoms, which I undid with my teeth and eased them down slowly whilst playing with his cock, which was now fully erect.
Likewise, I pulled back his foreskin and wrapped my lips around his cock, slowly and deliberately rotating my tongue around the knob. "Ooh yeah, like that" he gasped with pleasure, his fingers running through my hair and then pushing my head downwards. I took the full length of his cock into my mouth as I licked his shaft.
"That's enough for now," he said as he pulled out of my mouth, his cock glistening with my saliva.
"Get on the couch," he ordered, and then positioned me so that my ass was resting just on the edge. Steve removed my jeans and t-shirt, threw them across the room, making a large thud as they landed on the armchair. I jumped out of my skin for a moment as Steve pushed my legs apart and got between them, fondling my balls, and then proceeded to suck on my cock.
I looked across the living room to see a gay porn film in full swing on the TV, and it felt for a moment it felt like I was in the middle of a Roman orgy.
Little did I realize that on the other side of the room was a friend of Steve's, who had hidden himself in another room in the apartment and had been watching us the whole time!!
For a moment, I froze and Steve stopped. Then he looked at me and smiled. "Say hi to my friend Martin." He continued, "Martin, meet Bobby."
"Mmmm, don't stop on my account," replied Martin, who was bald, stocky, about 5'6" tall with a fat and very nice cock that was bulging through his tight shorts.
Martin sat down next to me, stroking my chest as Steve got back to sucking me. "Mmmm such a pretty boy and such a dirty little slut," Martin said as he held my gaze.
"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" "Mmmm yes," I replied. My mind was all over the place as Martin took off his shorts and then straddled himself across my chest, his cock just inches away from my face.
"Suck on it for me," ordered Martin as I played with his cock, teasing it with the tip of my tongue, before I took the full length of it into my mouth as Martin started rocking his hips back and forth.
This seemed to go on for ages, but eventually, I felt my balls stirring. "Mmmmm getting close, aren't you, Bobby." "Ooh yeah," I moaned loudly, and just before I came, Martin got off me and shared my cum with Steve.
I was totally exhausted, but they weren't done with me yet; as I lay motionless on the floor as they both kissed me passionately and for the first time ever, I got a taste of my salty-tasting cum.
Martin asked me to get on all fours on the rug by the fireplace that was situated on the other side of the room.
