I slid into the tub slowly and deliberately. I was semi-hard when I dropped the robe, but the excitement and anticipation had me hard as a rock by the time I slid in between Paul and Steven. Here I was, naked, with two, older, gay, men. This was a fantasy come to life, yet still, I was nervous. My hands rested on my thighs and my entire body flushed. Okay, I'm naked. What now?
Paul was the first to make a move, putting his hand around my neck and pulling me in for a kiss. Steam rose from the tub, and I felt my cheeks flush. The kiss was deep and sensual. Once it was broken, he looked at me in the eyes, and stood up. I moved towards him and did what I had dreamed of doing for ages. I pulled his trunks down, and freed his semi-hard cock. I didn't even take the time to stroke it. I leaned in and took his cock in my mouth and closed my eyes. I took a long, hard, slow, suck of his member and let it pop out of my mouth. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and smiled.
Yep, this was it. This was what I had been missing.
I grabbed his hardening cock and gave it a couple of slow strokes. In my peripheral vision I saw Steven was behind me, his own trunks tossed to the yard. I returned my mouth to Paul's cock and slowly sucked up and down while my left hand grasped around for Steven's. I tried to find a rhythm, but one was quickly found for me. While not forcing anything I didn't want, or wasn't ready for, Paul was slowly fucking my face.
By now, Steven had made things easier for me. I had a cock on either side of my face and after Paul took his cock out of my mouth I turned my head and my mouth immediately met Steven's cock. Thankfully, both cocks were of similar size, bigger than mine, but manageable for a first-timer. While my jaw began to ache, the turn on of having cock in my mouth exceeded the pain. I went back and forth. From cock to cock, always making sure to stroke one, while doing my best to swallow the other. I felt depraved. I felt dirty. I felt like a whore. I felt better than I ever had in my life.
Eventually I stood up myself and kissed Paul, again. There we were, three men, all hard, embracing each other and standing in a hot tub. It was time to take things indoors. We left the trunks and robes behind and followed each other into the lake house.
Hand in hand in hand we walked into the lake house. I was led into a spacious bedroom that faced the lake, but at the far end of the house. Once we has entered the room, we let go of each others hands. Emboldened, I walked towards the bed, positioned myself in the middle, and got on my hands and knees. Both Paul and Steven smiled and positioned themselves, accordingly. Paul got on his knees in front of me, and I was only to happy to take his cock in my mouth again. By now, I had become used to having a dick in my mouth and did my best to keep a tight suction on his manhood, while also taking the time to alternate between sucking his cock and sucking on his balls.
Behind me, Steven began by coating his baby finger in lube. For the first time in my life, something entered my ass. It was a surprise. An enticing, but cool, beginning. He went slow. So slow, that each thrust he made was still a surprise. So much of my focus was on pleasing Paul with my mouth. And my god did I enjoy pleasing him. The taste of cock was exquisite. The slight hint of sweat, and sex, it was incredible. I couldn't get enough. I did my best to take his entire cock in my mouth, and every time I took his cock out of my mouth I paid attention to its bulbous head, licking it in its entirety, and even flicking the pisshole with my tongue.
