I have written about the many strange and varied encounters I had with men in my younger days. Being a willing participant who was genuinely turned on by older men, I became very popular on the cruising and party scene, and often got invites to go to peoples house for more intimate fun. In the days before the internet and mobile phones it was much harder to arrange meets, but luckily for me a regular at the parties lived close to me, seemed to know everyone on the scene and had a car.

He therefore became my fixer, often popping round to my house to see if I wanted to go and meet someone he knew. I almost always said yes, and he would set a time and date for him to pick me up in his car and drive me there. He would then leave me there for a couple of hours and pick me up for a lift back home. It never occurred to me until years later that he might have been charging the gents for my visits, and the only payment he wanted from me was to pull into some secluded spot for me to suck him off.

One of these visits was to a flat in a large Victorian house in Nottingham. I was introduced to Michael, a distinguished looking gentleman in his early 60’s. He was quite tall, with silver hair, tanned face and slim build. He invited me into his home and left me in the living room for a moment whilst he got me a drink. 

Just then another gent came in, and put his hand out to introduce himself as Charles in  a similar well spoken voice. He actually looked similar to Michael, but perhaps a little shorter and stockier. I had by this time met a few couples, so as he left the room I assumed that this was to be a threesome. However when Michael returned with my drink he laughed when I asked him about his partner. “No, no, he is not my partner, we just share a flat”

He told me that Charles would not disturb us whilst we “got better acquainted.” Taking this as his cue, he leant in and kissed me hard and forcibly. As his tongue pushed into my mouth both hands reached round to grab my backside, kneading and squeezing whilst also pulling me hard against his body. I could feel his erect cock grinding against my rapidly hardening member.

After few moments like this he broke off and pulled back into the hallway and on to his bedroom. Here clothes were quickly shed and I got to admire his slim, shaved body, and excitingly, his very firm, cut cock. Spreading out on the bed he pulled me to him for more kissing and fondling, but once he broke off he pushed my head down his body, indicating what he wanted.

I was more than eager to comply, and soon my tongue was rubbing his engorged helmet before taking him fully into my mouth. At the first touch Michael groaned with pleasure, and this only got louder as I began to suck him in earnest, his hips thrusting a little in time with my bobbing head.

We spent quite a while like this, and I am sure he came close to cumming a couple of times, which would have been fine with me. However, eventually he pulled away, and asked me to get on all fours. He took a couple of pillows and put these under me, then pushed me forward so that I was laying on them with my arse raised. 

Michael reached for some lube, and inserted first one finger, then a second. I was always quite tight and at first it was painful, but as he started to work his fingers in and out this eased off and I began to enjoy his fingering. Soon though he withdrew, and I felt the pressure of his rock hard dick looking to force its was into me.

Again there was pain, but I knew to just keep taking deep breaths, and Michael helped by taking his time, giving me just a little bit of his cock until he was fully inside me. Although he was not huge, he had positioned himself with his legs on the outside of my thighs, and this gave him the purchase to really bury his prick all the way into my arse. Once comfortable he started to fuck me, pulling his dick almost all the way out before plunging back in, both of us grunting and groaning with each thrust.

I had almost made him cum earlier, so I was not surprised that he was only pounding me for a few minutes before he exploded inside me with a loud gasp. He froze in place as I felt the familiar fullness of his seed, and only pulled out once his cock started to wilt. After flopping onto the bed, soaked in sweat and panting, he pulled me over to him for more kissing, but didn’t touch my achingly hard cock at all. 

All done, he offered me the chance of a shower which I accepted. As we walked naked over to the bathroom he tapped lightly on my still hard dick saying “and no playing with that”. I had assumed that he was one of those blokes who just liked to top, but perhaps not, so I did as asked and avoided the temptation to masturbate.

After drying off I walked back into the hallway, still naked to find a fully clothed Michael waiting for me. He led me by the arm to another door, tapped on it, and told me to go in. Inside I found another bedroom, but this one had Charles laying naked and spread wide, playing with his cock.

It was a beauty, over 7 inches, cut and rock hard, meaning I forgot all about the unusual introduction as I was instantly in lust. Clicking the door shut behind me I got onto the bed with Charles, kissing him as I took over stroking that delicious tool. Soon I was able to make my way down there, and I relished the taste of the precum he had been lavishly leaking, before going down on him. As I sucked on his magnificent cock Charles twisted around so that we were eventually on our sides in a 69. His mouth felt almost as good as his cock tasted, and we were both moaning with mutual pleasure.

We enjoyed this for quite a while, before Charles sat up, turned around and asked me to fuck him, spreading his arse cheeks wide to reveal that he was already lubed up. At the first touch of my cock on his hole he shivered in anticipation, and with his encouragement I was soon buried deep inside him, my hands on his hips as I pummelled him into submission. 

I tried to hold off cumming as long as I could, but eventually had to give in and let him have my full load as I pushed as deeply into him as I could. His gasping grunts were replaced with a long moan of pleasure, then a grunt as I pulled my wet dick out of him. We were both sweating and panting, laying on our backs side by side. It did not escape my notice however that his member was still fully erect.

He did not resist when I wrapped my hand round its meaty girth, or when I took him in my mouth and began to suck on him. He seemed to get even harder as my lips and tongue worked on him, and after few minutes he let out a cry as his cock pulsed, shooting a heavy load of his seed into my mouth. It was enough to make me cough a little, but I still managed to swallow his sperm, relishing the warm salty taste.

After another quick shower I was finally allowed to dress and, on returning to the living room found my ride drinking a cup of tea and chatting to Charles and Anthony. We had a brief chat about how they shared a bit more than just the flat, but I had to be back home so, after a quick kiss and a hug from both of them, we left. I was very satisfied with the days work, but inevitably I had one last chore to do, which was pay for the lift in the car park of an empty factory!

This was the first of many happy, horny sessions with Charles and Michael. Sometimes it was just one or the other, often times  it was one after the other but, despite my hinting, it was never a threesome!