Ron and Gary were royally pissed off. The day before I'd received a letter from a lawyer in Buffalo, NY stating that an elderly cousin whom I wasn't even aware of had died and I was the sole heir. After a phone conversation, I had no choice but to fly to Buffalo and spend a couple of weeks liquidating the estate.
This meant that Ron and Gary wouldn't have my throat and ass as their private 24/7 cum dump while I was away.
"Well, what the fuck are we supposed to do, sit at home and pull our puds?" Gary asked.
"Yeah, you can't just leave us high and dry!" Ron said. "You'd better come up with a cock whore who can take your place or you're not going!"
What neither of them knew is that I'd already started forming a plan to do just that. A couple of blocks down our street there was a little convenience mart that was run by a young Indian guy. We were each in and out of there on a daily basis and Ron and Gary had often joked about what a great ass he had and how they'd both like a chance to plow his hole. They flirted outrageously with him while in the store, telling him he was as pretty as a girl, what nice lips he had and that sort of thing and while he blushed and acted embarrassed, I'd noticed that he spent a lot of time with his eyes glued to the outlines of their usually half hard cocks. I had spent some time talking to him the week before and I'd found out a lot. Forced into an arranged marriage while still a teen, his parents had sent him and his bride to the US to live. He and his wife lived totally separate lives. He'd had a circle of friends who'd regularly plowed his ass back home but he hadn't been fucked once in the 5 years since he'd arrived.
"Back in half an hour." I said and hotfooted it down to the market.
Ravi, the Indian guy, was in the store alone as usual and he brightened up as soon as I walked through the door. .
"Your luck is about to change." I said.
I handed him a scrap of paper with our address and said, "Be there around seven, after you close the store. And be ready for some cock" I noticed the front of Ravi's pants were already forming into a tent.
It was blazing hot that evening and I'd sabotaged the air conditioner. Ron and Gary had eaten supper and now were lying around my living room, drinking beer and smoking weed. I was nude as usual and because of the heat, Ron was wearing only a pair of old tighty whities and his cock and balls kept falling out of the stretched out leg. Gary was in a dingy jockstrap and nothing else. They both gleamed with sweat like their muscular bodies had been oiled. The whole apartment smelled like a male whorehouse from the combination of beer, cigarettes, sweaty pits and crotch and the permanent aroma of hardcore fucking.
The doorbell rang and Ron said, "Who the fuck can that be?" as I hit the buzzer.
I waited until I heard Ravi outside the door and then as I opened it I said, "Oh, I forgot to tell you. I invited my friend Ravi over."
It was hard to tell who was more surprised. Ravi stood in the doorway, his eyes roaming over the boys' slick, almost nude bodies and Ron and Gary exchanged a glance and both started grinning at once. Ravi had on a loose t-shirt and a pair of old sweatpants and I could tell nothing was underneath them.
"Hey, it's our little buddy from the store!" Ron said, and I noticed he spread his legs so that his cock and balls fell out, again.
Gary was lying on his back on the couch and he raised one leg and draped it over the back, so that the pouch of his jock stretched tight against his cock and balls and his hairy ass crack was open to view. "Come on in and make yourself at home." he said.
Even if Ravi had tried, he probably couldn't have torn his eyes away from Ron's crotch and free flopping dick. But, he didn't try and I noticed Ron's cock starting to fill out and twitch. Ravi was starting to sweat and his cotton shirt was darkening.
I sat down on the sofa and Gary said to Ravi, "You look mighty hot. Why don't you take your shirt off and get comfortable? I'll even give you a hand."
He stood up and grabbed Ravi by the arm and spun him around. He grabbed the hem of his shirt and started pulling it over his head and I watched him rub the fully packed pouch of his jock against Ravi's bubble ass. When the shirt came off, Gary ran his hands down Ravi's torso and said, "Damn, I hope you're this smooth all over." Ravi had a tight muscular body without a hair on it, even under his arms. Gary's hands roamed over his sweating body then came to rest on his nipples and began to twist and pinch them. Ravi let out a low moan and leaned back against Gary's broad hairy chest, grinding his hips on the hard cock trying to invade his ass.
Ron jumped up and dropped his briefs, then stood on front of Ravi with his stiffening dick pressed against Ravi's crotch and gave him a hard open mouthed kiss as his hands slid down into the back of Ravi's sweat pants and roughly squeezed his meaty cheeks. The drawstring at the waist loosened and the pants slid to the floor and at the same time, Gary ripped the pouch of his jock aside so that his big hard dick sprang free and nestled between Ravi's lush buns and as Ron pulled them open wide Gary's cock teased his ass crack. Ron grabbed Ravi's balls and pulled up on them while he lowered his cock and slid it between Ravi's legs and as he dry fucked Ravi's taint, I could see the big purple head of his dick ram into Gary's ball sac with each thrust. I could also see Ravi's hard uncut cock bounce with each thrust Ron made. It was a fat six incher with a long hanging sac of balls, darker than his skin color and looking bigger than average on his small frame.
Ron reached down and grabbed each of Ravi's legs behind the knees and Gary wrapped his arms around his chest from behind and they both lifted him off the floor. Ravi fell back, his head on Gary's shoulder and Gary began exploring his mouth with his tongue while Ron lifted his legs and spread them so Ravi's ass was gaping wide open in front of him.
"My first taste of Indian ass..." Ron said and buried his tongue in Ravi's hole.
Ravi arched his back like he'd been electro shocked, his head on Gary's shoulder and he said, "Oh, my hole. Fuck my hole!"
The boys carried him over to the dining table and slammed him down on his back on top. It was just wide enough so that his ass hung over one side and his flung back head hung over the other. Gary took the head end and slid his hard cock into Ravi's waiting mouth before he knew what hit him. I hurried over and stood to one side so I could raise his legs and spread his cheeks for Ron's hard dick. It was my first look at Ravi's hole and even I wouldn't have turned down a chance to fuck it. Deep between his hairless cheeks his tiny pucker was darker than the surrounding skin and a deep pink in the center. Ron had pulled back his foreskin and was rubbing his fat cock head up and down in Ravi's ass cleft and I reached over and got a handful of the margarine that was on the table and smeared it over Ron's hot cock. I stroked Ravi's hairless sweaty stomach as Ron poised his cock against his fuck hole and pressed, the tiny opening slowly expanding and taking the fat head into it. Inch by inch, his thick cock sank into Ravi's fuck chute.
"Damn. That's tight. We need to loosen that up." Ron said.
He started to fuck in and out with long strokes, gaining speed with each thrust and Ravi reached down with both hands and spread his ass cheeks even wider to get more cock inside of him. Ron was hammering his dick into his asshole and Gary was pile driving his cock down his throat and Ravi loved every moment of it.
"Looks like our little buddy knows how to handle cock" Gary said, just as Ron slammed his dick deep into Ravi's ass and gasped, "I'm cumming!"
"Okay, my turn." Gary said. "You know I love fucking a hole that's lubed up with your juice."
Ron slid his softening dick out of Ravi's hole and the two of them switched places, Ron sinking his cummy dick into Ravi's mouth for clean up while Gary slid his rigid cock up Ravi's hungry ass in one thrust.
