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Weeend Lessons

Weeend Lessons

by Philsr
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Carrying on from STRAIGHT BOYS - GET IN LINE)

So unsurprisingly, word had got around among the students about what Harry and I were doing a couple of times a week in our student digs in Leamington. We weren't complaining; sharing our income (and between sessions our cum) with Ben and Danny, Harry and I alone were averaging Β£600 a week from keen guys wanting to fuck our arses and/or mouths!

But we did wonder sometimes how long it would last, would one or more of us lose interest, and was it even legal? And would the supply of eager young cock run dry?

One afternoon, at the end of a rather tedious lecture on the complexity of the American electorial process, my lecturer, Mr. Llewyn, asked me to stay behind, he'd like a word. Mr. Llewyn was a seriously sexy forty year old. And it was widely known that he was happily married to a fellow lecturer, Mr. Nixon, an older guy, fifty or so, but also sexy in a way, if you're into older guys.

"How are things, Liam?" he asked, once it was just us two in the lecture room. "You and Harry ok, are you?"

"Sure," I replied, a bit confused as to why he was taking an interest, he never had before. "We're good," I said.

"Your little 'business venture' still going well?" he asked, giving me a wink as he saw me flush with a combination of nerves and embarrassment. "I'll cut to the chase," he said before I could respond. "Paul and I, we tend to enjoy a little weekend party every now and then. Sometimes with a group of friends, other times, if we see someone we take a shine to, we like to keep it a bit more intimate. Just us and one, or maybe two, others. Do you get where I'm going?"

I was stunned. I've never really been into older guys, especially ones older than my dad, like Mr Nixon was. I didn't really know how to respond, so just stood there, looking stupid.

Mr Llewyn laughed at my discomfort, not in a cruel way. "It's ok," he said. "It was just a thought, and it's probably breaking a load of rules, but we just thought you and Harry might enjoy a little change of scene. I understand if you're not interested. Sorry if I embarrassed you. That wasn't my intention."

"N..no" I stammered, not hiding the embarrassment anywhere near well enough. "Just caught off guard, I suppose." I thought about what he was saying for a short while. "So what goes on in these parties?" I asked, smiling as best as I could despite the nerves.

He smiled back at me. "More like what comes off," he said, "like clothes, optional but rarely worn." He could see my mind ticking over. "Ok," he said after a pause, "what I'm offering is a weekend at our place, you and Harry, or just you if he isn't up for it. You won't have to do anything you're not comfortable with, we're not like that. We'd like a little fun if you were interested, but if you weren't, we understand totally, you'd still be welcome and we'd still have a nice summer weekend."

"I dunno," I said. "I'd need to talk to Harry first. Sounds ok though, I suppose. When would you be thinking, if we were interested? I wouldn't do anything without Harry, sorry."

"Of course," he reassured me. "I get that, and I like it. We're away this weekend, but next weekend we're at home. Have a think, talk it over." He stood up to leave. "And I promise I won't be offended if you turn me down, just a bit disappointed." He winked at me again and walked towards the door.

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"Thanks, Mr Llewyn," I said to his back. "And I'll see what Harry thinks, promise."

"Ok," he said, smiling over his shoulder, "just let me know either way, no pressure. And it's Thom, by the way, less of the Mr." With that, he left.

So, cut to the chase, here we were, me and Harry, unpacking our weekend bag of not very many clothes, in a huge double room with en suite, in a glorious big house complete with swimming pool, at the top end of Leamington in the road locals call Millionaires Row (if you know the town you'll know where). A few minutes earlier, Thom, who'd shown us to our room, had told us to take our time, settle in, dinner at 8.00 and no need to dress, or undress, for dinner unless we wanted. I had dared Harry, who never declined a dare, to go to downstairs, both of us, in just our sexiest backless 'Addicted' jocks.

As we walked into the dining room, we noticed immediately that both Thom and Mr Nixon, Paul, we're both naked. Long story short, after a fantastic meal and some occasionally awkward chat, we were now in the conservatory.

"Try and relax," said Paul, noticing both of our nervousness. "Just go with the flow. Harry, why not come and sit with me, just here?" He patted the cushion next to him.

Harry looked to me for reassurance, then crossed the floor and settled next to Paul, their torsoes and legs instantly pressing together. Thom took the hint and came and sat next to me in the same way. I was feeling nervous, but after a deep breath, decided to take the plunge, and reached out and took hold of Thom's very lovely, semi erect cock. I rubbed my hand up and down the length, pulling the foreskin back to reveal a moist, glistening head.

I shifted in my seat so that I could lean down into his lap, and flicked my tongue over the top, savouring the salty taste of his precum. This was my first 'old' cock, but by God it was one of the tastiest I'd ever had! I sucked the head into my mouth and used my tongue on the underside, feeling it grow longer and harder to fill my mouth. I could hear Thom groaning softly as he held the back of my head and pushed me down deeper into his groin.

I kept the momentum for a minute or so, before coming up for air, plus I wanted to see what Harry was doing. I was amazed to see he had shifted to his knees and now had Paul's face buried deep between his butt cheeks, rimming him deep.

I returned to my task of sucking Thom, but suddenly I felt the urgent need to have this cock deep inside me, fucking the life out of me. Without waiting for permission, I stood up and repositioned myseld directly over Thom's lap, guiding his huge purple cock head to my hole with my right hand. I winced a little as his head pushed through my sphincter, pausing to catch my breath. He asked if I was ok and I nodded, smiling, sinking down the whole way until I could feel his pubic hair against my skin. I rode him hard, hands on his face cheeks and kissing him deep with all the genuine passion I could muster.

His tongue buried itself deep in my mouth and flicked against mine. For all the guys me and Harry had fucked and sucked for cash recently, one thing we never allowed was kissing. That was crossing a line, but with these guys I knew I had to, and just knew Harry would agree. We only kissed either each other or Ben and Danny, but this was different.

Thom patted the cushion next to him and I took the hint. I climbed off his cock and lay down on my back. He took hold of my ankles and lifted my legs up, pushing them back to my own shoulders. I've always been very supple, and as such had a trick I had only previosly shared with Harry. I quickly decided to show Thom my little trick and took my own cock, or at least the tip and the first inch, into my mouth and began to suck.

This sent Thom wild! Still pushing my legs back, hands now behind my knees, he buried his face and tongue where his cock had just been and licked and flicked at my rim, pushing his tonger as deep as it would go. Then he was back up and his cock was quickly plunged deep into my hole. Christ this was good!!

He fucked me deep while I sucked my own cock. There was no stopping either of us now. I could feel my balls start to tighten and knew I was about to cum. Without warning, Thom also unloaded deep into my hole at the exact moment that my own spunk hit the back of my throat. I resisted the urge to swallow, keeping as much as I could in my mouth so that I could enjoy the taste.

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Thom pulled out and released my legs, flopping down onto my sweaty body. He laughed and leaned in to kiss me, using his tongue against mine to steal some of the spunk I was holding on to.

I could feel his cum begin to ooze out of my arse, and Harry must have seen this, or guessed, as he quickly crossed to me and sank his face between my now cum-soked cheeks and started to lap up the spunk. Paul was quickly in behind Harry, sinking his cock deep into Harry's hole and carrying on the fuck they were probably half way through.

Thom moved round to the side of me and I took his cock into my mouth to clean him up, licking the remains of his cum from his cock.

I heard Harry moan with ecstacy as Paul emptied into him. As soon as Paul pulled out of him, I told Harry to squat over me. He sank his wet hole onto my mouth and I began to lap up Paul's cum as it dribbled out of Harry. Thom and Paul stood at the side of us, holding each other close and enjoying the show, kissing each other passionately between egging us both on.

We stayed naked and all moved into the hot tub in the garden, where Paul plied us with decent Champagne, and we laughed and talked about all manner of things sexual. They were genuinely fascinated when we shared the details of our money making scheme, not disapproving but saying it was something they could never do.

Quite a lot later, Harry and I declared we might turn in for the night (it was still Friday and we needed to rest to get through Saturday and Sunday). The guys agreed and stayed in the hot tub while me and Harry went to our room. For the first time since we had got together, we climbed into bed, Harry spooning in behind me as always, but didn't fuck, or even touch other than to hold each other tight. After a beautiful kiss, we both fell asleep.

Next morning, after waking and showering, we decided to head downstairs, staying naked. It wasn't that late, just after 8.00. as we moved across the landing, we heard Thom call out to us.

"Come and join us if you want to," he said. "It's a bit too early for breakfast."

Not needing to be told twice, we entered their room, and found the two of them laying on top of the bed next to each other, cocks already hard and proud. I moved around to Paul and quickly knelt down on the bed between his knees. I grabbed his cock and licked the entire length of the shaft, moving down and sucking his balls, one at a time then both together, into my mouth. I used my tongue to jiggle them around before returning to give his cock the attention it deserved. He patted my shoulder and indicated for me to spin around, so I quickly repositioned myself with my cock pointing down directly at his open mouth. I easily slid in over his tongue and we continued to suck each other.

After a couple of minutes, Thom suggested me and Harry do the 69 bit, so I moved over to my left to straddle over Harry, both of us sucking each other deep. Paul got onto his knees behind me and rubbed his cock up and down my crack. His ball sack was huge, and was hanging down and brushing Harry's forehead (he told me this later). Without any further hesitation or an invite, he pushed the tip into me and immediately plunged deep into me, emitting a rare gasp of pain from me, albeit a pleasant one!

As I sucked on my boyfriend's familiar cock, I got to witness the spectacle of Thom's cock ploughing Harry's depth. Both guys fucked us hard and forcefully. They were so much better at this than all of the young straight guys put together!!

Without warning, Thom withdrew his cock from Harry and pointed it straight at my face. I didn't have time to stop sucking Harry before I felt Thom's cum splashing over my face and Harry's balls. It was almost endless!

I sucked Harry to his own explosion, swallowing around half but then pulling Thom down to share Harry's spunk in a deep kiss. He took cum from my mouth, then quickly lapped up his own cum from Harry's scrotum and my face. At that point, I exploded into Harry's mouth, right at the point where Paul pulled out and shot cum all over my rim and cheeks.

Thom's lips still had his own and Harry's cum on them, and he quickly moved to kiss his husband, before leaning down and using his expert tongue to lap up the cum covering my hole.

Afterwards, we collapsed into a tangle of arms and legs, all sweaty, all holding on to each other, and lay like that for around an hour. This really was turning out to be an amazing weekend break. And it was only Saturday!

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