“I think you’re wrong,” Mark, my neighbor, said to Bruce as I opened the door.
“Naw,” Bruce replied. “You’re full of shit.”
“What the fuck you guys arguing about?” I asked, as they came inside.
“Bruce says
it’s easy to spot a queer, cause they’re all sissies,” Mark said.
“Fuck,” Bruce said. “Everyone knows they’re all fuckin’ hair dressers and shit like that.”
I laughed to myself. I’m a queer and I’m no sissy. I work construction, ride a motorcycle, drive a big fucking 4X4, hunt, fish, and do a lot of other things “straight” men do. I also love
sucking a stiff cock and fucking a hairy ass. I’ve even been known to take a hard pole up my ass on occasion, too. Of course, these two clowns don’t know that. Straight men are so easy to fool sometimes.
Anyway, my two humpy neighbors had come over to spend some time. Their wives had gone away for a spa weekend, so I told them to come over for a couple days of
beer, cigars and porn.
They’re both hot dudes. Mark is Italian. Handsome, dark skinned, and hairy, his delicious looking nips were barely covered by his tank top. Bruce is Nordic looking. A big blond Viking, his massive pecs and arms threatened to rip their way out of his skintight t-shirt.
I knew something about both of them that they didn’t know about the other. They both secretly taped themselves fucking their old ladies and shared the tapes with me. So I knew that
they were both hung like horses and fucked like machines. Their wives sure knew they had been fucked when these studs were done with them. I had beat off many times watching them in action.
Basically, they’re both fucking pigs. Whenever I’d been alone with one of them, they always told me about how many times they had fucked the old lady and where they’d done it. I’d spring a boner thinking about their hairy asses pumping up and down or their big dicks fucking those pussies. They would always be groping themselves while they told me their stories. They were obviously excited. I think it was a turn on for them to tell me their stories.
So, now they were here and I planned on having some fun.
When they arrived porn was already playing on the new widescreen TV I had just gotten.
“Man!” Mark exclaimed as he dropped onto the leather couch. “
Look at that big cock plow that fuckin pussy!”
“Yeah, man,” Bruce said. “Fuckin hot.”
“Like that, you horny bastards?” I asked.
“Fuck, you know we do,” Mark said, he chugged a beer.
The beer flowed like water and the air was thick with cigar smoke. All three of us were down to our shorts. I could see their half-hard cocks swinging between their hairy thighs.
“You fuckers will like this,” I said, changing the flick.
“Fuck!” Mark exclaimed as the movie turned out to be a Bi porno. “Look at that cocksucker go.” He grabbed his, now fully hard, cock, watching one man suck the others cock as he fucked some woman’s pussy.
“Damn!” Bruce gasped. “You ever do that, man? It looks so fuckin HOT!”
“Fuck, no,” Mark replied. “
I’ve never sucked a cock before.”
“I mean a three-way, you asshole,” Bruce laughed.
“I’d fuckin sure like to have one,” Mark answered. He dropped his shorts and began to openly stroke his nine inch cock.
“Damn, buddy,” Bruce said, he dropped his shorts and began to do the same to his equally big dick.
They were both a little drunk – I’d seen to that. I hadn’t drunk as much. I needed to be in control of the situation.
“Aw, you fuckers wouldn’t know how to handle a scene like that,” I laughed. I had dropped my shorts, too. My cock throbbed as I looked at my naked, hunky neighbors.
“Fuck you,” Mark laughed.
“You fuckin wish,” I goaded him. My dripping cock waved in the air.
“Son of a bitch,” Mark said. He came over to where I sat and waved his cock in front of my face. Bruce was behind me.
“Since we don’t have a bitch here, you’ll have to do,” Mark growled, as
he shoved his cock into my mouth.
“Yeah, man,” Bruce said, as he grabbed me from behind to hold me down. “Make him suck your prick, man.”
I pretended to resist, but I was eager to suck Mark’s cock.
“Damn, this is good.” Mark moaned as he fucked my face. I dropped to my knees and eagerly bobbed up and down on Mark’s hot cock.
“Damn, buddy.” Bruce exclaimed. “Let me have a turn.” He pushed Mark away and replaced Mark’s cock with his own.
“Fuck, yeah,” Mark said. “Feed him your dick, man.” He went behind me and began to play with my ass.
“You gonna fuck his hairy ass, buddy?” Bruce panted.
“Yeah,” Mark replied, slapping my ass a couple of times. “I wanna see if it’s as good as a pussy.”
I pretended to struggle when
I felt Mark press the head of his pole against my ass.
“Take it, bitch,” Mark snarled as he drove his tool into me in one savage lunge.
“Yeah, fuck that ass,” Bruce said,
he shoved his cock down my throat, his hairy balls bouncing off my chin.
“Fuck,” Mark gasped. “This is one hot man cunt.”
“Aw, shit!” Bruce moaned. “I’m gonna feed this cocksucker my load.”
“I’m cumming!” Mark yelled. “Now, man, NOW!”
I could feel Mark’s cock blast off as he rammed me even harder.
“Mother FUCKER!” Bruce yelled. He held my head in place and dumped his load down my throat.
“Well,” I said, wiping my bearded chin with the back of my hand. “I guess you fucker’s CAN handle it.”
“I’m fuckin worn out,” Mark moaned.
“Damn, me too,” Bruce gasped.
“I’m gonna go home and get some sleep,” Mark said.
“Right behind ya, man,” Bruce said.
The door slammed behind them as they hurried out the door.
The next day they both acted as if nothing unusual had happened. But, they both seemed to be a little embarrassed. We never talked about the party, but every once in a while
Mark comes over to fuck my ass and Bruce comes over for a head job.
Story courtesy of Mike White for Hot Older Male and HairyBoyz.
