This is a true story, as well as I can remember it. If you enjoy, your votes are much appreciated.
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I have been having a rather frantic month or two recently. Progressing from a bi-curious older male who never had the nerve to chase my fantasies, I now have experienced some of the most fulfilling adventures I could ever imagine. After sucking my first cock, I realized that this was what was missing in my life and it was now up to me to make up for lost time.
Although still a novice, I have been fortunate enough to meet two kind and sexual men who have taught me the ropes and helped me reach the fabulous place I now find myself at.
It's hard to believe what I've done lately, but mostly I am amazed at how much I now enjoy sucking cock, how much I love swallowing a huge load, and how much I need my bowels ripped open by my experienced lovers. I have been a sex toy for these two lovers and am up for anything they have in mind.
From my first night when I swallowed two massive loads I realized that I wanted to be treated like a whore and let my lovers do all they wanted with me. With each escapade they didn't disappoint. They gave me orgasms I didn't know were possible and molded me into a fabulous cocksucker. Their thoughts, not mine!
After having both of them at the same time and all three of us coming in unison, I wrongly suspected that life couldn't get any better, sex couldn't get more gratifying. Then, having both inside me together, I could only wonder what else there could be. Fortunately, I guess, it was only a matter of days till they would open a world to me that I never knew existed.
Well, it had been almost a week since I was DP'd by my two lovers, and the fires inside me were burning for more lustful excitement. The day after I was really sore and it stayed that way for several days, but there was an emptiness in me, not having Rick or Ken's cock to satisfy. Every morning I woke up with cock on my mind, and it was hard not to think of it throughout my busy work schedule.
My birthday was coming up on the following Monday and it coincided with a national holiday, so Rick said he had a special day planned for me. I told him all I wanted was to swallow him and please him, but he reassured me I would get all that and alot more.
I knew Ken would be free that day also, so I imagined spending the day together with the two of them and getting my brains fucked out of me. I don't think I was ready for another DP, but having a day of non-stop fucking and sucking seemed like an appropriate way to celebrate.
Friday night on the way home, I stopped by while Rick was setting up for work and was so horny I just blurted out that I just had to have his seed, then quickly undid his trousers and took his cock into my mouth. The feeling of his dick growing thicker and longer in my mouth as I salivated all over it is one of my life's treasures and I adored his cock like nothing else I had ever known.
It had been days since I tasted him, but it felt like eons. I sucked him deep, swirled my tongue around his mushroom head, licked his shaft and bobbed up and down on him slurping up his pre-cum. In much too short a time, Rick started to shake and push back, fucking my mouth with urgency. I knew he was ready, and so was I. I yelled,"Give me your hot cum, lover," and he shot a load all over my face and throat. With a moan, a groan, and an "Oh, yes!" I swallowed his beautiful offering, licking up lumps of his cum that stuck to his shaft, ramming them deeper into my throat with his engorged tool. I would have loved to stay there longer and just worship and suck him, but I knew he had work to do.
After composing ourselves, and me telling him how much I loved his cum, Rick let it be known that there would be plenty more for me in two days time at my party. He had rented an after hours mens club two doors away that I had never noticed before. A back painted wooden building with no windows on the street side, he told be it was ours from 2 pm Monday and I should meet him outside at that time. He wouldn't tell me what he had in store for me, but assured me it was special and something I'd never forget!
So, for a day and a half I let my imagination run wild with thoughts on what he and Ken had in store for me. What else besides all we had done the last month was there still to do? I couldn't guess what it might be, but as long as Ken and Rick were in charge, I was sure I would be ecstatic. I went home early on Sunday, resting that night, taking a hot bath and retiring early with thoughts of debauchery dancing in my head as I fell asleep.
Up at the crack of dawn, I prepared myself for the day ahead, and when I arrived at the designated location Rick and Ken were waiting outside, holding onto a package wrapped in birthday paper, along with what appeared to be a bottle of champagne.
After a passionate kiss and birthday greeting from both of them, we went inside where there was a dimly lit bar, several tables with chairs, and a stage. Behind the bar was a Japanese bartender who it turned out was also named Ken. Bartender Ken produced glasses and Rick opened up the bottle of Moet which the three of them toasted me with.
Rick told me to drink up because he had some guests coming and they were bringing more with them. As I would soon find out, six foreign friends of Rick's, Assistant Language Teachers (ALT's) from the suburbs were arriving shortly.
