Boys Will Be Boys - Their First Time

by Mickey Erlach

  He then exited the room, closing the door behind him. It was now pitch dark inside the room, so I ventured to where the curtains had been. I pulled them apart slightly in the center, and a little moonlight came in through the crack. I took off my clothes, folded them and placed them on the floor next to the TV set, and sat on the edge of the bed to wait.

  Eventually the door opened, and the first of the guys came in. I could see in the corridor glow that he was young and very well built. He came into the room wearing a pair of loose fitting track-suit pants and a white vest looking as though he had just finished doing some training at the local gym. He introduced himself as Chad and then proceeded to tell me about himself and what he liked doing. I wasn’t quite sure what I was supposed to say or do, so I simply said, “Thanks Chad. I like what I see, but I’ll look at the others and then make a choice.”

  My God, I sounded as though I was at the market trying to choose some beef rump and being not quite sure which piece I wanted, but after all, one should never rush into things, one should always think things over. So off he went and in came Gary.

  He stood in the doorway, and I could see the silhouette of an incredibly muscular man. He stood there wearing the shortest pair of shorts I had ever seen, with muscles bulging everywhere. He introduced himself, but before he could continue, I said, “I can see you’re into your bodybuilding.” That must have been the cue for him because he suddenly started to flex his muscles in front of me. Now I have no problems with that, except, it does make my choices a little more difficult.

  “Do you like what you see?” he asked flexing his biceps virtually under my nose.

  I caught a scent of manliness and sweat, which turned me on, and I replied, “Oh yes, I’d like to see more, but I really should be fair to the others as well. As Gary turned to leave I couldn’t resist squeezing his butt. By now my cock was standing at attention, and I thought, thank goodness it’s dark in this room, and no one can see my hard-on.

  The door reopened, and in strutted Mark. He had a very pleasing, young face from what I could see in the dim light, and I remembered that the newspaper said that he had the hottest butt in town. By this time I was no longer feeling as though this was my first visit to a massage parlor and had become bolder in my questioning.

  I said to Mark, “I believe that you’ve got the hottest butt in town, is that true?”

  “Well that’s what they say,” he replied.

  “But seeing is believing,” I added. “How about showing me?”

  “That’s not part of the deal,” he said.

  “Maybe not, but as the customer, I need to see what I’m paying for.” I couldn’t believe that I had actually said that.

  Without much hesitation, Mark turned his back to me and pulled down his shorts to reveal a very sexy bubble-butt. “Well, are you satisfied?” he enquired.

  “Very,” I replied truthfully, and I thought to myself how great it would be sliding into that butt and making love to it. “Thanks, Mark, could you send in the next please?”

  There was a knock at the door, and I got up from the bed and opened the door. There stood the most beautiful young guy of about twenty-five dressed only in a Speedo costume. I think my jaw dropped open when I saw him. He looked me up and down and said, “You look as if you’ve seen some nice things already.” I realized he was looking at my cock throbbing in the air.

  “Come in,” I said, “and who are you?”

  “I’m Brad. I’m twenty-six years old, horny and I’ve got a nine-inch cock.”

  “Is that when you’re hard or soft?” I joked, because I could see from the shape and bulge in his Speedo that he wasn’t small, and he didn’t have an erection.

  “Oh no, that’s when it’s hard, and sometimes I can get it to go a bit bigger, depending on whom I’m with.” The mind boggled.

  “Are you cut or uncut?” I asked.

  “Rub your hand along here and you tell me,” he replied, pointing to his cock in his Speedo.

  I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. I gently put my hand on the front of his Speedo and ran it along the length of his cock. I could feel it beginning to stir inside his costume, and I realized he could see how erect mine was getting.

  “Well, what’s the verdict?” he smiled.

  “Definitely cut, and I reckon I could get it to grow longer than nine inches. How many more guys are there for me to see?” I enquired.

  “I think there’s only Clint.”

  “What’s he like?” I asked. “Is he bigger than you?”

  “When you say bigger, do you mean in cock size or in build?”

  “Well, both, if necessary,” I quipped.

  “His cock is ten inches long and much thicker than mine, but I think I’ve got a better build than he. However, that’s just my opinion, but we’re the best of friends.”

  Now I had a problem; which young guy to pick. “Brad, I think I’d like to have a massage with you, if you don’t mind!”

  “I’d be honored,” he replied. “You won’t be disappointed. How long do you want?”

  “Could we have at least an hour, please?”

  He told me how much it would cost, and I agreed on the price. Then he said he was going to get some towels, creams, and supplies, and then he’d be back, but to make myself comfortable on the bed and wait for him.

  After Brad had left, I lay on my stomach on the bed and waited for his return. While I lay there I thought, so much for fun in the sun, this is more like fun in the dark, but I had already made up my mind that I would return to this place on another occasion and try out one of the other guys. While I was dozing there on the bed, I heard the door close, the towels being dropped onto the floor with the other supplies and felt Brad get onto the bed.

  “Right, are you ready?” he whispered.

  “Oh yes,” I whispered back.

  He knelt astride my legs and I felt the cold trickle of massage oil being poured onto my back. Slowly he began to rub the oil all over my back. This felt good. His whole body seemed to lie across my back as he stretched forward to rub my shoulders. I could feel that he was still wearing his Speedo costume, but I could also feel that his cock was no longer limp.

  “Why don’t you take off your costume?” I said. “At least it won’t get ruined with oil.” He slipped from the bed and pulled off his costume. When he returned to the bed, he positioned himself between my legs and started rubbing oil up and down them. As his hands moved up my legs, I could feel them slide in the crack of my ass and then rub over the cheeks of my ass. This continued for a while, and then I felt his whole body stretch across my back, and he rubbed his whole body over mine. I could feel his cock slide up and down over my ass while his oily hands explored under my chest for my nipples.

  After a while, he said, “I think it’s time for you to turn over and let’s do the front.”

  He rolled off me and waited for me to roll over onto my back. When I had done that, he began to rub oil over my chest and down my stomach.

  His firm hands wandered over my stomach and continued in a downward movement towards the pelvic area. I could feel my cock throbbing in the dark. Slowly his hands moved closer to my crotch, and I waited in anticipation for that moment when the massage would probably end and the sex would begin. I felt a finger gently rub against the stem of my cock, which gave a little jump. Then I felt another finger, and so on until his hands were wrapped around the stem of my throbbing cock. I gasped with pleasure. While he held onto my cock, I felt his tongue start running over my nipples. He gently tugged at them with his teeth and licked them, and then he continued his tongue journey down my chest, onto my stomach until he reached my cock. A tongue flicked over the tip of it and then ran down the stem until he reached my balls, which he carefully caressed with his tongue. He then worked his way up again and took the head of my cock into his mouth. His tongue licked round the head, driving me crazy, then he slowly sank his mouth down my long shaft engulfing my whole cock in one go. He held his mouth
there for a while, letting his tongue run up and around the shaft, and then he proceeded to slide his mouth up my cock. When he reached the top of my cock, he let it fall from his mouth, and leaning close to my face, searched for my mouth in the dark. We found each other’s and began kissing passionately. After a moment, he released my tongue from his mouth and said, “What do you like doing?”

  “Whatever you’d like to do,” I replied. “You’re making me so happy that I’ll do anything that you want. If you want to fuck me, you may, or if you want me to slip into you, I’ll gladly do it.”

  All he said was, “OK, you just enjoy.”

  Brad continued to kiss me while I felt his enormous erection. I decided that I needed to repay him for the pleasure that he had been giving me, so I rolled him over onto his back and began to lick and kiss his nipples. I then started working my way down his tightly muscled body, licking him all over until I felt his pubic hairs. I continued down his hard-on, which definitely was at least nine inches, if not more, until I reached his balls which I gently plopped into my mouth one at a time, swirling my tongue around them and listening to Brad groan with pleasure. This movement had brought me to the bottom of the bed, so I slid off the bottom and dragged Brad a little way down the bed, so that I was able to stand bent over at the bottom of the bed and lick between his legs and up his balls and cock. As I stood there with his cock now in my mouth, I felt another cock, very hard and very large press against my butt. I let go of Brad’s cock and stood up straight to see if I could see who was there. Brad’s voice came from the bed, “I told you just to enjoy.”

  “But someone else is here with us,” I said.

  “That’s right,” said Brad, without sounding panicky, “It’s just Clint, you know the guy I told you about.”

  “What’s he doing here?” I asked.

  “I thought I’d give you a real treat since this was your first visit here. I hope you don’t mind?”

  “I suppose not,” I said lamely; what else could I say?

  “Shall we carry on,” said Brad, pulling my head back down onto his cock. I started sucking him again, and as I did so, I felt Clint’s barge pole poking at my ass waiting to enter. I had no idea what Clint looked like, but what I felt against me, I liked.

  “Have you got some cream?” I asked, but before I could get an answer, I felt Clint’s huge fingers sliding cream into my butt. He left his finger there and felt his way around inside my ass. Suddenly, I froze, because I could feel that he was rubbing my prostate, and I knew that if he continued like that, I would shoot my load.

  “What’s the matter?” said Brad.

  “If Clint carries on doing what he’s doing to me, I’m going to cum.”

  “Well, then we’d better slow down. Would you like Clint to take you?” asked Brad.

  From what I could feel, I would say that Clint definitely had a bigger cock than Brad, and I admired size, but I had seen Brad, and I liked what I had seen. I was in a dilemma as to whom I wanted to fuck me, so I did the noblest thing, “I’d like both of you to fuck me,” I said.

  “Are you sure that you can take two big dicks,” said Clint. This was the first time he had spoken, and he had a deep sounding voice, which gave me the impression that he could be rough.

  “I won’t know until I try,” I replied, trying to sound casual about it.

  “OK then,” said Clint, “bend over and suck Brad off.”

  I duly did as I was told and proceeded to take Brad’s beautiful cock into my mouth once again. As I did so, I could feel the thick, bulbous head of Clint’s monster cock forcing its way through the muscles of my ass. I could feel the pain, and I tensed. Clint waited for me to relax and then tried again. This time he entered me, and I shouted out in pain, letting go of Brad’s cock.

  “Do you want me to pull out?” asked Clint.

  “No!” I exclaimed. Although it was painful, one has to have a little pain in order to have pleasure, I thought. “Let me take control. You just stand there and let me slide onto you.”

  Slowly I pushed back onto Clint’s dick, feeling it slide all the way into me. I could feel myself getting dizzy and thinking that I was about to pass out, but I fought this dizziness until he was completely impaled in me. I waited for a moment so as to get used to his huge size, and then I bent over Brad’s cock and started sucking him off again.

  Clint held onto my hips with his massive hands and breathed heavy breaths down my neck as he plunged in and out of me, slowly at first and then quickening later. I could feel my ass being pounded, but as I got used to it, so I began to push back onto Clint, meeting him with every thrust that he made. All this movement was making me work faster and harder on Brad’s cock. He was writhing on the bed, groaning and pushing his cock deeper into my mouth. I knew that he was getting excited with this movement, and it was drawing him closer to his edge and that he wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer. Suddenly, his body tensed, and he let out a gasp. A flood of hot cum shot into my mouth as Clint kept pounding me from behind, while Brad was unloading his stock into my mouth. I could feel his cum trickling out of the sides of my mouth and down my chin, and still he kept shooting. I didn’t believe anyone could have so much in him. At last he relaxed on the bed, panting, while Clint continued pumping in and out. I had got used to his size by now and was enjoying this. I pulled off of his cock and threw myself onto my back on the bed beside Brad. I lifted my legs until my feet were behind my head. Clint re-entered me and carried on from where we had left off, but while he fucked me, Brad got busy on my cock, sucking gently at first. Clint was so deep inside me that I could feel his ball slapping against my ass every time he pumped me. I felt my asshole and realized that no part of his shaft was out of me and that all ten inches was imbedded into me. This was true pleasure.

  I heard his breathing getting heavier and realized that he was about to cum, so I prepared myself for an avalanche.

  He gasped and grunted, “Oh fuck!”

  He started pounding as though the world was coming to an end. I could feel him blasting into me, and as he did so, Brad held onto me, encouraging us the whole time. I realized that this was a team effort. Although it was dark, Brad had enjoyed me being fucked by Clint as much as I had. When Clint had exhausted what was left in him, he slowly pulled the ten inches out of me, gave me a squeeze and fell onto the bed with both of us. I leaned across and felt both their cocks to give them a squeeze and was surprised to find that both were still rock hard.

  “One down, one to go!” exclaimed Clint feeling for my nipples and pinching them.

  “What do you mean?” I asked.

  “Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten, or are you giving up?”

  “Forgotten what?” I replied.

  “You said you wanted both of us,” said Brad. “Clint’s had his turn, now it’s mine. Kneel over Clint’s chest and let him suck you off while I fuck you.”

  “OK, but then Clint’s left out,” I said, feeling sorry for the guy who had given me such pleasure.

  “Oh no he’s not,” said Brad, laughing, “While he’s sucking you off and I’m fucking you astride Clint’s stomach, Clint’s cock is big enough to reach me and fuck me.” I was dumbstruck. No wonder Brad had said they were best friends; they had obviously tried this before. Just the thought of the three of us knotted together made me horny. I had to be able to see this.

  “It’s so dark in here, and I don’t want to miss this, do you think we could open the curtains or put the TV on so there is some light in the room.”

  Both agreed that they didn’t have a problem with that, so the TV was switched on, not that it mattered what channel it was on, and the curtains were opened so the moonlight could flood in. It was then that I saw Clint for the first time. This guy was huge. He was like a giant both in build and cock size, however Brad had a more defined body.

  Brad creamed himself in readiness for Clint’s barge pole and knelt astride Clint’s stomach. He held Clint’s dick in his right hand and slowly lowered hims
elf onto it. He was obviously used to its size because he didn’t have to get used to it like I had done. Once he was impaled on it all the way to Clint’s balls, he said, “OK, now you come in front of me astride Clint’s chest, and I’ll slip into you.”

  I positioned myself across Clint’s stomach and chest and felt Brad’s cock behind me searching for my entry corridor. I lowered myself onto his cock and sank straight to the bottom of his shaft. I felt no pain because Clint had loosened my asshole, and I was still wet from where Clint had creamed me. I began to rise and lower myself on Brad’s cock while I could feel him doing the same on Clint’s. At one stage, we were going in unison, both Brad and I riding up and down at the same time with Clint’s mouth wrapped tightly round my cock. I felt Clint lift his knees slightly, which forced his cock deeper into Brad, which in turn pushed Brad’s cock deeper into me and forced my cock deeper into Clint’s mouth. This was truly heaven. I would never have thought this was possible.

  Because of the light in the room now, I was able to see every expression – in fact I could even see sweat drops on Brad, if I turned my head to kiss him. This continued for quite a while with everyone enjoying every moment of it. I noticed that Clint’s grip on my cock had got tighter, and I wondered if he was close to coming.

  “Are you close, Clint?” I asked.

  There was a grunt, which I took to mean yes. When Brad heard that he started riding Clint’s cock even faster and tightening his ass muscles around Clint’s thick shaft. At the same time, Brad’s movements pounded into my ass, and I rode him like a bucking bronco until I knew I was going to shoot.

  “Fuck me! Fuck me!” I shouted as Brad increased his pace.

  I could feel my balls were ready to explode. I couldn’t hold on any longer. I gasped and shot one load after another down Clint’s guzzling throat. Brad kept pounding my ass, and I heard him groan in ecstasy as he shot his load, pumping me full of his hot cum. Clint kept sucking my cock dry and pounding in Brad’s ass. I thought there had been an earthquake because suddenly Clint’s pelvis thrust up, forcing both Brad and me high into the air, but without any of us losing contact with the other. He gave a low growl and speeded up his pounding in Brad, which caused Brad to pound me again, but never did Clint take his mouth away from my cock.