Over the Edge

Here I am, tied spread-eagled on a stranger's bed, blindfolded and alone. Minutes ago, I was in heaven, now I was a bit worried about where this encounter was going.

Suddenly the silence was broken by voices and some laughter down the hall. Max and I were no longer alone. I heard footsteps approaching.

"Paul, do you trust me?" Max asked. "I want you to enjoy to the fullest your first foray into man-to-man sex. This is all about experiencing what you've only fantasized about. I know men like you and what you desire. This is about expanding your boundaries. Just go with it. Trust me, okay?"

I had a decision to make. I could ask him to untie me so I could leave or I could trust him and take another exploratory step, whatever it was. My head said leave, my heart and wanton lust said stay.

"Okay," I said.

"Excellent, I invited over some friends who live in the building," Max said. "When I told them earlier today of my plans for tonight, I suggested that if things went as I expected, they might be able to have some fun with a newbie. Well, things did go as expected."

With that, he removed the sleep mask. He was dressed again in his track suit. Standing beside him were two guys who looked to be in their late 50s or early 60s. If you called a casting agency and said send me two gay bears, they would look exactly like these guys. Both were beefy and bearded, flecked with gray, though only one had hair, cropped closely.

"This is Steve," Max said, gesturing to the bald one, "and this is J.D. I think you will enjoy their company as much as they will enjoy yours."

He left the room, closing the door.

Full confession. One of my fantasies involved bears, and I love porn videos with them. It looked like another box was going to get ticked tonight.

With Max gone, they shed their clothes. Both were quite hairy, and certainly more masculine than me. They untied the cloth bands that bound me to the bed and I sat up.

I knew what to do. I climbed off the bed and knelt in front of them, taking Steve's cock in my mouth first. I swirled my tongue around, and took his balls in my left hand and started massaging them gently. He slowly started to harden, as I now bobbed my head up and down, gradually taking more of his cock into my mouth until he was fully erect. He was thicker than Max, but not as long.

"My turn," J.D. said.

I turned my attention to him, taking his cock in my mouth. Steve got up on the bed, while I worked on getting J.D. hard, again swirling my tongue, licking his piss hole and massaging his balls. He was starting to get hard, so I worked on taking more and more into my mouth, noisily sucking him. He told me to lick his shaft, which I did happily, before putting it in my mouth again and sucking him until he, too, was fully erect. He looked to be about the same size as his partner.

He pulled out and told me to climb onto the bed.

Steve was sitting up at the head of the bed, with his legs splayed wide open. I crawled between his legs on my hands and knees, leaned down and starting sucking his glistening cock again.

"Looks like you're enjoying yourself," J.D. said. "You got hard getting us hard."

He was right. I had a raging hard-on, not 20 minutes after I had erupted in Max's capable hands.

I focused on Steve's cock, licking his shaft and massaging his balls again with my left hand. I gently flicked his frenulum with the tip of my tongue, before sliding down and back up his cock again and engulfing him in my mouth. He put his hands on my head, clearly wanting me to continue sucking him. I shifted my hands to either side of his thighs and bobbed up and down. I tasted his salty pre-cum.

I felt J.D. climb on the bed behind me. His knees spread my legs apart and he began rubbing his hard cock up and down my ass. I heard the now familiar sound of lube being squirted, and felt J.D. rub some around my hole. Then I felt his cock begin to penetrate me. He slowly pushed it in. It hurt a bit. He continued until he was fully in, filling me up. He didn't move as my ass adjusted to his cock. Slowly, he then started fucking me.

Damn! I was living the fantasy - a spit roast between two bears.

I continued sucking Steve while J.D. slowly fucked me, occasionally slapping my ass. Steve was now moaning, so clearly I was doing something right. He was gently thrusting deeper into my mouth now, and I was managing not to gag. Quick learner!

Then, without a sound, he erupted in my mouth. It caught me by surprise, and some cum leaked out of my mouth, but I managed to start swallowing as what seemed like a river of cum poured out of his cock. I wasn't sure what to expect, honestly. It was warm and a bit gooey and bitter tasting, but not unpleasantly so. He pulled his cock from my mouth, and I licked down his shaft and his balls, lapping up the cum that I had let escape from my mouth.

J.D., meanwhile, began picking up the pace. He pulled me up, reached around and grabbed my still hard cock and started stoking it. Within seconds, I came for the second time, spraying a smaller load on Steve's thighs and stomach.

J.D. then grabbed my hips, pounding his cock into me, his thighs slapping my ass. After about 30 seconds of this, he grunted really loudly and I felt his warm cum begun to fill my ass. He gave four final grunt-accompanied thrusts as he emptied himself into me.

Then he slowly pulled out, and gave my ass a last slap and got off the bed. Steve, pointed to my cum and ordered my to clean it off. I leaned forward and licked up my own cum. He then got off the bed, too, as I rolled over onto my back.

"That was amazing," I said.

They dressed quietly and left the bedroom without a word. Clearly, the art of conversation was lost on these two. I closed my eyes and just laid there for a couple of minutes.

When I opened my eyes, Max was standing in the doorway with a smile on his face.

"Looks like you had some fun," he said. "I know Steve and J.D. sure did. And I sure as hell did."

I just smiled. I realized I was a cock slut and loved it.