The blog post went live at midnight. I hit publish on the latest review, three books deep into a filthy m/m/m series, and the comments flooded in before I even closed the laptop. Most were the usualguys jerking off to the dirty parts I quotedbut two stood out. One from a guy named Derek: That scene with the three of them on the couch? Id do exactly that. You hosting? The other from Marcus: Same. My place is empty. Bring the books if you want proof.
I replied to both in the thread, gave my address, and told them to show up at ten the next night. No small talk. No bullshit.
They arrived together, both tall, both already hard in their jeans. Derek was the bigger one, broad shoulders, thick arms, dark stubble. Marcus was leaner, sharp jaw, hungry eyes. I let them in, shut the door, and said, Clothes off. Now.
Derek stripped first, cock already thick and curving up. Marcus followed, his dick long and veined, balls heavy. I stayed dressed for a minute, watching them stand there naked in my living room, then I grabbed the lube from the table and tossed it to Marcus.
Suck him, I told Marcus. Get that cock wet while I watch.
Marcus dropped to his knees without hesitation. He wrapped his lips around Dereks head and took him deep in one go, throat working. Derek groaned, hands on Marcuss head, hips pushing forward. I could hear the wet sounds, spit dripping down Marcuss chin as he gagged and kept going.
I stepped behind Derek, pressed my chest to his back, reached around and grabbed his balls. Fuck his mouth harder. He can take it.
Derek did. He held Marcuss head and thrust, cock sliding in and out, balls slapping Marcuss chin. I spit on my fingers and pushed two into Dereks ass, working him open while he fucked Marcuss throat. Dereks hole clenched around my fingers, hot and tight.
Switch, I said after a minute. I shoved my own pants down, cock springing free, and Marcus moved to me. His mouth was sloppy from Derek, spit-slick and eager. He sucked me like he was starving, tongue flat under the head, then swallowing me to the root. Derek got behind him, spread his ass, and shoved his tongue in Marcuss hole, licking deep while Marcus moaned around my dick.
The sounds filled the roomwet sucking, Dereks grunts, Marcus choking on me. I pulled out of Marcuss mouth and hauled him up. Couch. Face down, ass up.
Marcus climbed on, knees spread, back arched. Derek lined up behind him and pushed his cock straight into Marcuss ass in one rough thrust. Marcus yelled, then pushed back for more. Derek started pounding, balls slapping, the couch creaking.
I moved in front of Marcus, fed him my cock again. He took it while Derek fucked him, spit running down my shaft. I grabbed Marcuss hair and used his mouth like a hole, matching Dereks rhythm so Marcus got filled from both ends at once.
After a few minutes I pulled out and told Derek to switch with me. I took Marcuss ass while Derek fed him his cock. Marcuss hole was stretched and slick, gripping me tight. I fucked him hard, hands on his hips, watching my cock disappear into him. Dereks dick glistened from Marcuss spit every time he pulled back.
Both of you on me now, I ordered.
We moved to the floor. I lay back and Derek straddled my face while Marcus sank down on my cock. Dereks heavy balls hung over my mouth; I licked them, then sucked his cock while Marcus rode me. Marcuss ass clenched every time I thrust up. Derek fucked my mouth, hips rolling, until he pulled out and shot thick ropes across my chest.
Marcus kept riding, faster, until he came all over my stomach without touching himself. His ass pulsed around my cock and I lost it, pumping deep into him, filling him up.
We stayed like that for a minute, breathing hard, come everywhere. Then Derek leaned down and licked my load out of Marcuss hole while Marcus sucked the rest off my cock. We didnt talk much after. They got dressed, left, and the next morning the blog comments were full of guys asking when the next meetup would be.
I already had two more replies lined up.
