Allow me if you will to paint you a picture. It was a warm evening in early spring and the last brilliant rays of sunshine were waning as a gentle breeze carried the sweet scent of daffodils and hyacinth past K and T as they paced their driveway anxiously. The beauty and serenity of nature at that moment was lost on them as their nervous march continued; eyes flitting between the road and their phones to see if there were any messages from their new friend.
At the moment that the waiting was beginning to feel interminable they heard a car slow down and pull into their driveway and their chests collectively tightened as they both realized that "he is finally here". This was the first in person meeting but K and T's nerves began to settle immediately when they caught sight of the cute and wry smile from their new friend. His clean shaven face showed his delicate features and smile touched his eyes in a way that told them without words that he was as excited for this rendezvous as they were.
When a few minutes of friendly but awkward small talk had passed, K became acutely aware that they were still just standing in the driveway in view of the whole neighborhood and what they all had in mind required a little more...privacy. With that K ushered T and their new friend into their cozy apartment, locking the door firmly behind her. Wasting no time with a needless tour of the apartment K reached out with both of her hands and with the delicate fingers on each hand secured the belts of both men in her grasp. She began pulling them playfully, yet not without urgency, towards the bedroom; the three of them now moving inexorably towards a night that none of them would soon forget.
This was destined to be a night of firsts for both K and T. Even though K had taken part in threesomes before, it had always been with two women and one man. While T's fat cock was always great, having two nice cocks to play with at the same time made her wet simply with the thought. T hadn't had the pleasure of a threesome before and that was something he was absolutely excited to change but what was really on his mind was the chance to finally play with a cock that wasn't his. T as a late blooming bisexual had been fantasizing about what another cock would feel like for a long time but hadn't yet had the chance to make it happen...until tonight
K and T's new friend surveyed the bedroom he found himself in and smelled the freshly laundered linens which were bathed in the twinkling glow of hundreds of party lights that were hung from the ceiling. Before he could compliment them on their whimsical decorations he felt two sets of hands working his belt and the buttons of his jeans; then pulling his pants and underwear down to his ankles. He had been excited since before he arrived and the events as they had transpired so far had done nothing to diminish that. Blood had steadily been rushing into his cock and having both sets of hands on him was making him positively ache.