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With my first day of fucking complete, I couldn't have been any happier. I had met a gay couple who had given me the best time of my life. Everything had gone so smoothly and I had been transformed into a cum hungry target of all their wants and needs.
The more I found out about my first two lovers, the better it got. Rick and Ken had been living together for about a year when they met me, and had a pretty conventional relationship with perhaps one hitch. Rick was strictly a top while Ken was basically a bottom who had yearnings to be on the other end. So it turned out he wanted more out of their relationship than Rick was able to offer. I see myself strictly as a bottom and this was where I would come in. It didn't take me long to find out where I fit in and I was more than happy to be the man in the middle, or more precisely, on the bottom. They seemed really excited over the thought of a fresh new body to share. We talked about the ground rules and they seemed fine to me. They didn't want me fucking around without them and if I had regular access to their tools, I saw no problem with that scenario.
When I told Rick how I had grown to love their cum they promised me there would be no problem filling my needs. When I showed my naivete by suggesting I had done all there was to do in our short time together, they just laughed and said I had a lot of learning ahead of me. I didn't know what they were implying, but I promised to be an eager student.
Like myself, Rick and Ken were both divorced and they worked together nights at a local gay bar. Ken was also a male nurse during the day at a local hospital. I hadn't been back to the bar since my first night of oral pleasure with the two of them, but they told me I was welcome anytime, and they would see to it that no one unworthy would bother me there. I sort of got the gist what unworthy meant, but let that slide, trusting their judgement and protection.
I got the impression that both my lovers had pretty tight schedules and I wanted to be a part of them as much as possible. I even told Rick I could come by the bar anytime he wanted for a quick mouthful. Seeing that Ken actually ran the bar and Rick worked for him, that most likely meant I would have to be willing to do Ken also whenever I stopped by.
I told him when there wasn't time for more, I just wanted to re-live the feeling of him exploding in my mouth. I would save my pussy for the times we'd have together. So, here I was being transformed into a cock hungry slut with my main goal of having my throat filled with delicious cum. I t seemed I couldn't get enough, but I was going to do my best to get as much as I could.
The next day I got a text mail from Rick at 5 p.m. that said, "opening bar now, all alone, come suck me." Short and sweet, and I got a hard on while reading it. I dropped all I was doing, and as fast as I could, rushed to the bar, which wouldn't open till eight.
When I got there, Rick was setting the place up for the evening rush, cleaning tables and putting furniture in its place. I latched the door behind me and went over to embrace him, holding his back with my left hand and sliding my right between the crack of his ass. As I began smothering him with wet kisses, he told me he didn't have much time, which I understood, so I reached for his crotch and squeezed his balls. As we drifted over to one of the bar sofas, I reached in and felt his semi-hard member. With Rick standing and myself kneeling on the sofa, I hurriedly unbuckled the belt, undid his zipper and his cock emerged from his pants at just the right level. I opened wide and guided it into my salivating mouth.
I closed my eyes and slurped away, sucking and moaning loudly. I seem to have become a noisy cock sucker, making animal-like sounds and groans as I devoured his beautiful joy stick. I couldn't help myself, it tasted so good and I had to express myself naturally. Rick gently held me by my head and we got into a steady rhythm. His salty pre-cum was intoxicating, and I was becoming light headed from the joy of the pleasure I was getting and giving. I reached down and fondled his balls while stabbing his cock head with my tongue. I sucked hard as his shaft went as deep as I could take it, then swirled my tongue around its beautiful head as it eased out.
I knew Rick was on a schedule, and I wanted this to go on and on, but I knew I had to get him to climax quickly. I yelled out, "Oh lover, you taste so good! Please let me drink your hot cum." And, as I started squeezing his balls, he soon exclaimed, "Here it comes, baby," and my reward squirted out in three hugh spasms. I drank it up like a starving puppy. It was so delicious it had me wondering why it took me so long to appreciate the joy of cock sucking.