Jacob's Warehouse Spank--Threeway. Derek's Story
It was a Saturday morning. I had just finished my workout at the gym and was about to head into the steam room before heading home. I enjoy the steam room. It gives my ego a boost to catch the guys, all ages, checking out my physique and my 9 uncut inches. If the coast is clear, I can sometimes score a blowjob from an admirer in the steam room. That was my plan this morning, when as I'm stripping off my tight shorts and jock, my phone pings. I look down and see that I've got a text from my friend Ferguson. We hadn't chatted in ages, so I was intrigued.
"Listen man, remember my hot Hispanic friend I told you about? We talked about a threeway together?" Ferguson writes.
Damn, yes, I replied. Ferguson went on to explain that he had been spanking this guy for several months and that he planned to meet up with him that evening. He asked me to meet him out at the guy's warehouse. Said it would be safe. He said the guy wanted a spanking followed by a hard fuck. I was intrigued, so I agreed to meet them later in the evening around 7:30. Ferguson sent me the address of the warehouse.
All the way home I thought about what I had agreed to. I trusted Ferguson. He was a good guy. We had met years ago at the gym and had gone to get drinks a few times. Ferguson had also given me handjobs in the steam room at the gym and once he even blew me. I was a bit unsure about hooking up in a threeway with someone I'd never met. But Ferguson's friend sounded hot and it seemed like what he had planned could be fun.
After a long nap, I finally got up around six, had a snack, and started getting dressed. My shoulders and quads were aching after the workout earlier, so I did some stretches. Wanted to be in top form for what was coming. I threw on a pair of nearly worn out tight-fitting sweat pants and a mesh muscle shirt that revealed my pecs and nipples as well as my abs.
I found the warehouse pretty quickly. It was in a decent neighborhood, mostly residential but with a few small businesses along the main street. The warehouse stood on a side street between a vacant lot and a tire store that was closed for the evening. It was pretty quiet. Two cars were parked out front. I guessed they belonged to Ferguson and his friend.
I got out of the car and headed toward the barn door that led into the warehouse. There was a padlock but it was open. I knocked. A few moments later, the door slid open. Ferguson stepped out and extended his hand for a shake.
"Derek! Good to see you! Glad you could make it! I think you're gonna like what I've got planned. Wait til you see Jacob," Ferguson gushed.
Ferguson turned and I followed him into the warehouse. It was mostly dark but just enough light filtered in through some clearstory windows to make out a path through the cars and junk piled around. There was a thick smell of rubber and old oil, just like in my own mechanic's shop. Very familiar. I can't explain it, but that smell gets me horny.
I followed Ferguson around an old Chevy pickup and "Bam!" I couldn't believe my eyes. Ferguson's friend Jacob was blindfolded with an orange bandana and was bent over the pickup's tailgate, his wrists tied to the support cables. He was wearing a red tank top and small black gym shorts that hung half-way down his thighs. His ass had a nice pinkish glow that contrasted nicely with his brown skin. He was well-muscled with nice shoulders and biceps, well-formed quads. I could tell he spent time on the ellipticals cause his bubble-butt ass was in perfect shape.
Ferguson introduced us and explained that I was there to help them out. I wasn't sure yet, how that was going to go, but I was willing to play along. Ferguson untied Jacob's wrists and led him over to an office chair near the desk.
"Let's get you back into the chair," Ferguson ordered, "and let's get rid of those shorts."
Jacob pushed his shorts all the way down and slipped out of them. As he did so, he bent giving me a perfect view of his ass--hole, nuts and all. I was sure he was showing off for me. Ferguson was right about this guy. He was hot. And the pink glow on his glutes made him hotter. My cock began to stiffen immediately.
Ferguson helped Jacob back into the chair. It was one of those old wooden chairs that swiveled on rollers. Jacob climbed into the chair on his knees, his ass pushed out high, facing Ferguson.
"Come over here, Derek, take a look at this ass," Ferguson beckoned. "Think you could have some fun with that," Ferguson asked, spreading Jacob's ass cheeks apart. "Look at that hole," he continued, "nice and browny red and juicy."
Jacob shifted back and forth, wiggling his ass for us. His cock and nuts flopping below his round well-formed glutes. I reached over and ran my hand down Jacob's back starting from his neck and slowly progressing to the small of his back, then over each ass cheek. His ass cheeks were warm from the spanking Ferguson had already delivered.
Ferguson surprised the hell out of me when he reached into his gym bag and pulled out a butt plug and some lube, telling Jacob, "Daddy's got some surprises for you."