Monday, a widely dreaded day but today Zack had a spring in his step at the clerical office where he worked. The small group of colleagues he worked with were completely taken aback; they were all close enough that they updated one another on the ins and outs of personal lives and so were aware of the breakup just before the weekend and had been extremely worried. Today, however, he’d come in rather chirpy. He was doing a fantastic job of putting on a brave face if he was and they were all passing one another glances as though to say ‘should we still be worried? Is it all an act?’
He’d very vaguely talked about a date the night before but wouldn’t really be any more detailed than that, claiming that he was seeing the same guy that night for a second date.
They decided that they’d let him be and that he was most likely going through the re-bound process but that he needed to keep them in the loop, to which he agreed but insisted that he was absolutely fine.
It would never have passed their minds that Zack could ever have been going to meet a guy he’d met on a hookup site for casual sex - it just wasn’t like him at all.
Later on that evening Zack tried on the black leather underwear which he’d purchased earlier on his lunch. They were fairly tight and made his ass look great. He knew Austin had told her to dress sexy for it, but considering how he knew so little of the night ahead he thought it best to put an outfit on top. He was ready for whatever the night may bring.
Austin pulled up, his timeliness as sharp as he was dressed. He offered him into the passenger side, holding the door open for him and shutting it behind.
“So, do I get a hint of what to expect for tonight, or is it still a complete surprise until it happens?” Zack grinned, the glimmer of anxiety that he was feeling for the unknown ahead surfacing within his voice.
“You don’t have to wait too much longer” Austin answered starting up the car. “Don’t worry…” he continued turning to him once he had the biting point. “I think you’re gonna have a lot of fun”.
After a half hour drive, much laughter and horny reminiscing from the prior night, they pulled up outside the semi-detached house of a residential avenue. Zack peered out for any sign of someone or a clue to what they were going to be doing there. He could see from a partially drawn curtain on the bottom floor that there was a light on inside, perhaps a lamp.
They exited the car, Austin reaching into the back and plucking out a couple of bottles of white wine that lay on the seat.
“Shall we?” he motioned up the drive with an ushering fashion despite his otherwise occupied hands which were each holding a bottle. Zack tentatively commenced the walk to the front door, him closely following behind. Zack reached for the doorbell but paused as his finger grazed it looking at him for confirmation as though they may somehow not actually be visiting there in spite of going right to the front door. Austin gave a small nod, and he pushed the doorbell, gulping simultaneously. Who on Earth was going to be answering the door? The wait seemed to last forever as he huddled quite close to Austin almost for comfort.
At last, the door opened, and the man behind it was unveiled. He was absolutely stunning, raven-like hair that couldn’t quite be described as black but perhaps the darkest shade of brown possible. He was trim and sported enviable definition to his muscle, giving the game away that he really worked out.
“You must be Zack” he smiled warmly, his cerulean blue eyes flashing. “I’m Morgan” and with that bypassed the formality of a handshake and lingeringly kissed Zack on the cheek.
“Nice to meet you Morgan” Zack reciprocated.
“Austin” Morgan greeted with a kiss to his cheek also. “Both of you, please come in.”
They entered into the hallway and followed him into the living room, this was the room Zack had noticed with the light shining through to outside. There was a feature wall of black and cream damask patterned wallpaper, the remaining walls also cream. Wooden flooring and black leather furniture gave the room a rather contemporary feel. A huge silver thick-pile rug inhabited the majority of floor space, an oval, glass coffee table atop it. Morgan pulled the curtain so that the remaining gap was completely sealed and there was no way for anyone to look in.
“Make yourselves at home” Morgan exclaimed as he walked through to the adjoining kitchen and returned with three wine glasses. Austin and Zack sat down next to one another on the three-seater couch in front of the feature wall.
“So” Morgan began as he placed the glasses down on the table and poured one of the bottles Austin had brought with him. “What has Austin told you about me or tonight?”
Zack looked at Austin as he replied “Well not much really...” and looked back at Morgan.
“I thought I’d completely surprise him Morg” Austin chirped, following up with a sip of wine.
“Oh wow, so you have no idea then. Well Austin and myself have hooked up a fair bit, we found one another on an adult meetups site about a year ago. Austin mentioned to me last night that you’d met and you were looking to expand on your...experiences.” He lifted an eyebrow as he said the latter, sipping wine and maintaining eye contact with Zack.
The realisation of what they were doing there finally flushed to Zack’s mind and the blood consequently rushed to his private areas. He’d fantasised about a threesome but had never come close to making it a reality.
The arousal must have been noticeable on Zack’s face, Morgan placed his wine down on the table and moved toward him. He knelt on the floor in front of Zack, so he was close to face level with him, centred between his legs and moved in to kiss him.
The embrace and kiss were so passionate. He was so unbelievably turned on right at that moment and was eager to fuck Morgan but was also following his lead which was of a slow, erotic pace. Morgan’s confidence with what he was doing told Zack he’d done this before as he steadily undid the buttons on his coat which was now a burden due to increasing temperature, additionally it was a barrier between the two of their bodies. Morgan slipped the coat off Zack’s shoulders and placed it to the side, the next garment-based hurdle being his jeans and top.
Morgan commenced slowly dragging the zip at the back down until it made no more noise signifying that it’d reached the end of the track. Zack assisted in the jeans falling down around his legs by standing up and giving himself a slight wiggle, subsequently exposing his sensual leather underwear.
All the while at the very side of them, Austin had been pleasuring himself as he watched but allowed them to carry on without attempting to touch either of them. He could see how enthralled they were, besides he was more than content simply spectating for the time being.
Megan began rubbing Zoe’s already sensitive head through the material of the underwear with a hand whilst the other enthusiastically mapped out his body. He moaned uncontrollably and obediently lay down as Morgan gently pushed him in a downward fashion so that he was horizontal on the rug. His legs were parted, and Morgan knelt down, tracing the end of her tongue all the way down to Zack’s balls which were begging to be sucked but instead he was being made to wait, feeling the hot, deep breaths against bare skin, nerve endings detecting the slightest of temperature differences and sensations.
By now, Austin was no longer able to contain himself and had stripped down, approaching Morgan from behind who was still on all fours with his face to Zack’s genitals. His cock was so unbelievably erect from the view in front of him, he penetrated Morgan, holding him at the waist and sinking deep into his welcoming hole.
Morgan flicked the edge of his tongue against Zack’s helmet and teased it around the area, he pushed two fingers inside him in a come hither motion and sucked down his shaft in a synchronised fashion causing Zack to scream his name. Morgan himself was experiencing a great deal of pleasure due to Austin’s wide cock which was remaining at a granite-like rigidness and incessantly thrusting deep inside him, so much so that he was giving involuntary moaning. These little moans were, however, being distorted due to him eating Zack’s cock, his tongue travelling along its length so that it was deep inside his throat and savouring the taste of the pre-cum juices Zack was excreting as a result of his extreme arousal.
He couldn’t take it anymore, the pleasure was too much for him not to surrender to the ecstasy of orgasm. He writhed as he lost control, Morgan restraining him by holding him down at the legs, mouth still sealed around his cock with what felt like an airtight pressure. Zack relaxed and sat up to watch Morgan getting fucked. He had an idea. He moved underneath Morgan so that they were in a 69 position and caressed his testes with the tip of his tongue, Austin still thrusting in and out from behind. The added feeling of Zack’s body creating friction with his own beneath him and penis being taken in orally as Austin pounded him was swiftly taking him to the point of climax.
He was orgasming with such intensity that he effectively needed to rest himself on top of Zack. Now satisfied, Morgan and Zack turned their attention to Austin, moving into him so that they were all three facing one another and trading sensual kisses. Morgan explored his mouth with his own whilst Zack got to work with his mouth around the girth of his cock, working his way down the shaft with his lips. Morgan knelt down beside him, and they both licked and sucked him, waiting their turn to wrap their mouth around his thick member but fondling with ends of their tongues on his balls and any area of his groin they could reach.
Austin looked down watching with every ounce of attention he had. There wasn’t much that could tear him away from this sight. These two gorgeous men greedily gobbling his penis and then having to wait their turn for a go. He was peaking, he could feel it.
“I’m gonna cum” he uttered through laboured breaths. The beginning of his ejaculate landed on Zack’s face with Morgan catching the last of it in his mouth. Morgan swallowing down and Zack licking the remnants off his face.
Austin reclined on the rug. “Fuck yeah” he stated matter of factly as he faced the ceiling, eyes only partially open. Zack and Morgan lay down either side of him, he placed an arm around each of them, and they lay there a while, revelling in their satisfaction.
The night continued on with more horny enjoyment, laughter and wine until going on midnight when they all mutually agreed that they had work the following day and they should get some sleep.
“Stay in touch,” Morgan told Zack as they kissed one another sensually goodbye.
“I will do, believe me, thank you so much for having me here”.
“The pleasure was all mine believe me” Morgan smirked. “Be in touch again soon Austin” he winked as he gave him a farewell kiss of his own.
Zack realised he was slightly tipsy as the fresh air hit as he trundled toward the car, Austin being fine having had less than a glass smirked at the slightly elated, excited chatter coming from Zack.
“Come on then, get in” he held the door open for him. “So what did you think?” he enquired, already knowing the likely sort of answer but wanting to hear it spoken by him himself.
“Austin, that was so sexy I can’t even put it into words, I want more nights like that. I feel so alive!”
“Very good” he smiled warmly. “It was unbelievably hot. I’m up for many more nights like that as well so you know all three of us must keep in touch hey?”
“I agree, wholeheartedly” he exclaimed placing his head against the rest behind him.
“Yes that’s what I like to hear, now, let’s get you home for the night.”
