"Big Warm Hands, Part Two" by Jay Roberts Gay Encounters
My two pleasurers, Bob and Riley, stepped away from me to greet the tall Chinese Boy. They each made an intimate touch. Bob caressed his cheek and Riley, who was always drawn to men's chests apparently, tweaked his small persimmon colored nipples. The lad spoke not and in fact I never heard him speak the whole time. But he was eloquent in his body language. I was standing in front of the tile benches with three levels. He grasped my body and turned me around so that I was facing the steps. He then bent me over so that I had to grasp the edge of the second highest level edge to keep from falling forward.
This position was very provocative to the others two. I hadn't intended to flaunt my backside. I heard Bob and Riley moan slightly in pain and admiration at the sight. I hadn't intended to put on a show but some whorishness in me was getting a thrill out of their thrill. I confess I pushed my ass out more.
Bob said hoarsely to the others, looking at my protruding ass, "A thing of beauty is a, er, boy forever." Then he added, for he was the ringmaster, "Ling, it is lunch and munch time."
I let out a yowl as a long, wet, insolent Chinese tongue lapped my ass hole. My whole body was coursing with electricity as he hummed and licked. I thought nothing could match this sensation until he unfurled his long hot tongue and creased it into a penis shape and began tongue fucking me, lizard style. I bawled out my thrills like a baby and the rest giggled in pleasure at my total defeat. I think nothing pleases these guys that seeing a conservative kid lose it.
I thought nothing could amp up my vibrating, tingling and waves of electricity until suddenly Bob got back in action, his big, warm hands encircled my aching prick and slowly moved gently and maddeningly over the shaft, from the base to the head where he stopped and swiped his big thumb over the piss slit.
Just as I was attempting to absorb the new feelings Riley slid onto the bench in front of me and pushed out his muscular tongue to lick my quickly erected left nipple. Then my right. I moaned anew at this new exciting treatment and my cock was jumped in Bob's loose fist.
I was moments from nutting.
Ling sucked at my ass hole with new vigor.
Bob tightened the hand that encircled my cock.
Riley bit my tit gently.
One of my happy tormentors must have been feeling a lot of my excitement and it transplanted itself in them I felt a pelting of hot boy sperm hitting my knees and calves. It must be Riley, the poor boy was so over cum, but he bravely soldiered on and intensified his tit work. What a guy!
Ling wet breath was bathing my perky ass checks and his insolent tongue was continuing to pass over my hot button just inside my ass hole. That was causing my knees to buckle slightly and my moans to increase.
Bob said in my ear "You've been a good boy, now come your reward." His hand tightened on my price and his other hand began tickling my ball sac, then he speeded up until I grunted loudly. "Okay Billy, don't hold back!"
Riley called, "Let 'er rip!"
Ling said nothing but his tongue was speaking in my ass...l loudly.
If someone offered me a million dollars to hold my orgasm, I'd have to refuse. It was on me and I was almost afraid of the intensity. Riley held the back of my legs to keep me from falling and Bob put one hand on the small of my back to brace himself for the heavy wanking he now performing. Riley used to hands to pinch both of my overly sensitive boy tits and I slid inexorably into an animal state.
My cock lengthened and my balls pulled up tight. My piss slit opened up like a little shouting mouth and I began fluttering between consciousness and blackout.
"Whoa," said Bob, "He's coating the sauna walls with spooge. This boy's a cum machine."
Ling was enjoying the opening and closing of my ass hole as I began to spurt.
Long streams emanated. from my heaving prick. It was thrilling, satisfying but a little scary. I had never felt like this before.
At last Riley took my hand a shook it. "You're the champ kid." Bob murmured agreement and I saw Ling, even, nod in agreement.
Shakily a righted myself and wrapped in my towel. "I guess I better go now."
They were smiling at each other and Riley put his arm around Bob. I was being ignored.
As I closed the door to the sauna I heard a new voice. It was Ling. He had a distinct British accent.
"I shall come again tomorrow. I hope the talent tomorrow is a good as totay."
Bob said, "Have I ever failed you. Keep that tongue limber."
The door closed and I dressed and grabbed some lunch and tried to get myself back into a business mode. It was hard to do as my mind was looking forward to that sauna room afterward.
End of story