We needed to get away from the drudgery and predictability of our boring lives. Certainly, we weren't bored with each other, just our mutual situations of being wage slaves. A neighbor had turned us on to renting a house in the south of France for a week to unwind, release the pressures of everyday living in a big city, and seeing a part of the world we'd not ventured to before. Besides, living in a rented house was far superior to staying in a hotel.
Steve and I had been together for six years now. We met when we were in college, both 20 years old. He was on the rugby team and I was a track star in the hurdles. Chance or Fate threw us together as roommates in the athletes' dorm as we started our junior year. Steve is 6'6" and weighs about 260. I'm 6'4" and weigh around 220. We both have muscular builds with some muted African features. Steve has dark skin, not African black, more of a coffee color with a dash of milk. I, on the other hand, have lighter skin, that's more of a light caramel color.
Of course, we both love sex. The first time I saw Steve, I knew I wanted to get busy with him. His ass was so muscular that I knew I wanted to toss his salad and pound his ass with my fat hog until his love tunnel was overflowing with my love juices. That was the plan until I saw that big horsedick he had hangin' between his legs. DAYUM! I decided I'd bottom for that man any day he wanted my ass.
I tried not to stare at his incredible body, ass, and dick, but I couldn't keep from checking him out every chance I got. After a couple of weeks of orientation and meetings with our coaches, we settled into classes and practices. He'd come back from rugby practice all sweaty and take an immediate shower. I asked him why he didn't shower at the gym with the rest of the team. He just shrugged and said that he didn't like a crowd. Well, I decided, two isn't a crowd, so I'd shower with him. By the second time in the shower together, I couldn't help but notice that his dick got fatter and thicker whenever I was in the shower with him. He'd try to hide his growing erection, but hiding something that big isn't easy, even for a man his size. And his erection caused my erection. It was embarrassing for a few moments, but we both got over it quickly. Obviously, we both liked what we saw in each other. On the day of that second shower, I was sure my ass was gonna get well and truly fucked.
And it did, eventually; but, only after I pounded that big muscle butt of his hard and deep. We've been fucking, sucking, and rimming each other daily (or more often) ever since.
Anyway, we rented the house just outside a little village above Nice. We'd found a house-renting website and discovered that if we rented after October 1 the price was half of the normal price. Weather was still good then, not too hot, and not so late that the rains had set in. After a few days of checking out the local sights, we decided to go into the city and check out the gay life at one of the local bars we'd scanned on the internet. It wasn't far from the University, so we expected a fairly young crowd.
We arrived at nearly 11 p.m. on Friday evening. The place was less than 30% full. So, we ordered a couple of drinks and found a table (one of those high ones where you have to stand) as far away from the overly loud speakers playing dance music. The music was great, but far too loud. Two big black men like us created quite a stir when we walked in, but they quickly ignored us as we stood a good distance from everyone. Steve surveyed the crowd, pointing out a few men that looked appetizing, but nothing convinced us that they were bedmate material. We weren't going to settle for less than what we wanted. Both of us had a weakness for muscular white boys with bubble butts and big dicks. Only two men came even close to meeting our criteria, but we eventually rejected both.
By midnight, we were beginning to discuss the drive back to the house and how we'd fuck each other. But, the conversation stopped when a very black man walked through the door. He stood about 5'10" and weighed about 170. His splendidly muscular torso displayed well in his tight muscle shirt. His red, nylon running shorts were tight enough to show off a nice package and an incredible hard, round, and very high muscled ass. His strong, black legs powered him across the room to the bar. When he bent over to give the bartender his order, Steve gasped and I moaned.
"Damn, Ty! That African is off the chain!" Steve stage whispered over the music. I nodded dumbly. The young man took his drink, paid for it and, downed nearly all of it as he quickly scanned the room. His gaze lit upon us, moved on, came back, and moved on again. Once more, he checked us out. I put on my best smile. I'm sure I looked desperate, instead.
Luckily, one of the servers came by our table to pick up our empty drinks and get us another round if we wanted more. "That young African at the bar needs another drink," I blurted out, "on us." The server turned and spied our quarry. "Whatever he'd like," I added. The server shrugged in that typical French fashion.
"And another round for us, too," Steve put in, elbowing me. He nodded slightly toward the bar. I glanced again at the young African and saw him looking back at us. There was interest! We nodded at him and he acknowledged us. The server approached him, told him of our "largesse" and went behind the bar to fill the three-drink order. Dropping off one drink, the server plunked down our cranberry and 7-Up concoctions.
"Not much for the strong stuff, you black boys," he said in French and huffed off. I got the translation from Steve.
"Bitch!" I said under my breath. Seconds later, the young African arrived, smiling.
"I wanted to thank you for the drink," he said in French.
"We're from the U.S.," Steve said. "My friend doesn't speak French very well," he added in English. How about "not at all," I thought. "And you're very welcome. It isn't often we see such a stunning brutha in France."
I think the guy blushed under that dark skin. "I'm Joshua," he smiled innocently, offering his hand.
"I'm Steve," my boyfriend said, taking the proffered hand.
"And I'm Ty, short for Tyler," I quickly added, grasping the young man's meaty paw.
"I don't think I've ever seen a hot ass as high and tight and muscular as yours," Steve smiled, cutting immediately to the chase. So bold this man! Joshua cast his eyes down, embarrassed at the lavish praise.
"I agree!" I cut in. "You must have every man in Nice after you."
"No," he sighed. "It gets little use here."
"But, it has seen action?" I smiled suggestively and let my hand lightly run over one hard, tight and unbelievably high ass cheek. I decided to make a roundtrip out of it and worked my big hand over the other one, giving his muscular globes equal time and pressure.
He nodded slowly. "Back in Nigeria, in my village," he admitted. Did I imagine his ass pushing back slightly into my caressing hand? He looked at me and smiled. That was very encouraging. My fingers ran along the waistband and slipped inside at the back. He smiled again when my fingers touched the base of his tailbone, buried a good two inches between those incredibly high cheeks.
"Hopefully, it's looking for some action tonight," I boldly suggested.
"Perhaps, but two big men like you intimidate me," he ventured. "I have to be cautious of my safety."
"You have nothing to fear from us," Steve soothed reassuringly.
My fingers slid deeper into his shorts, finally tapping his tight pucker hole. He leaned on the table, pushing his ass into my exploring fingers. "How can I be sure you won't harm me?"
I took one of his hands and held it in my other hand. "Does this feel like we mean you harm?" I asked. I moved his hand off the table and pulled it down to my very hard 10" dick that was only barely covered by my walking shorts.
He was momentarily startled, but recovered quickly. "That could hurt me a lot," he grinned broadly, showing off his perfect teeth.
"I'd never do more than you'd want me to," I smiled back.
"Nor would I," Steve agreed, pressing his crotch into Joshua's right leg. All the nerve endings in Joshua's leg would have to be dead not to feel the 9" long and VERY thick horsedick rubbing against him. Joshua's other hand quickly checked out Steve's hard dick, too. He smiled again.
"And what are you suggesting you'd want to do with me?" Joshua intoned with a wink.
I pushed my thick, long dick against his hand. My mighty phallus popped out the leg hole of my pants and skidded wetly across the palm of Joshua's hand. He quickly squeezed it and felt my sticky dick dew coat his fingers. He tasted his fingers and smacked his thick lips. "There's plenty more where that came from," I assured him.
My fingers had been pressing against his asshole, when one slipped inside. He looked briefly startled, but checked himself. His butthole chewed on the first two knuckles of my middle finger. I pulled my hand out of his shorts, sniffed, and then licked off my fingers. His ass tasted really good like a recently showered butt should.
"Do I get a taste?" Steve leaned in. I thought he was going to suck my fingers, but his big hand slipped inside the waistband of Joshua's shorts and got his own sample. "Oh, yeah! Prime stuff!" he laughed softly after tasting and sniffing his fingers.
While Steve was checking out Joshua's ass, my hand had slid around to the African's front and discovered a hard, thick 8" dick. "Nice dick, Joshua," I said softly into his ear. "Does it like to fuck, too?"
"Sometimes, but not often, and certainly not much when I have two really big dicks to satisfy me," he responded.
"You should know that we're both negative and fuck each other every day bareback," Steve whispered loudly enough that I could hear him, too.
Joshua looked perplexed. "Without condoms," I explained.
Realization and a huge smile spread across his face. "Just like at home," he laughed. "My brother, father, and uncles always fucked me that way." His face suddenly took on a look of terror. He'd said too much.
"HOT!" Steve and I said in unison. "My brother and I used to fuck each other all the time when we were in high school," Steve clarified.
"You aren't shocked and sickened that I had sex with my brother, and father, and uncles?"
"If that's what you liked, and so did they, where's the problem?" Steve wondered.
Joshua shrugged. "I guess there isn't." He paused a moment as if contemplating revealing more. "I was hoping to find a hot man to fuck me tonight. Instead, I've found two. But," he added reaching into a small pocket in his shorts and unfolding a piece of paper, "I know I have a big dick and we black men do have reputations along that line, so I brought along the test results that I received yesterday, just in case the guy wanted me to fuck him bareback, as you call it."
We scanned the page. Negative! Just in case things did get hot, I knew we'd be interested in his dick in our butts, too.
I rubbed my hand over his perfect ass again. "Would you like to go back to the house with us, Joshua?" I smiled engagingly.
"Please say yes?" Steve nearly begged.
Joshua smiled and nodded. "Yes!"
"Where's your car parked?" I asked.
"I took the bus from my apartment near the University," Joshua answered.
"Do you have to be back home for any reason soon?" Steve pressed.
"I should let my roommate know that I'll not be home," he smiled encouragingly. He dialed up his roommate, informed him of his success, and hung up. "I'm all yours for the night."
At the rented house, we showed him where the bathroom was. He went in and took a leak while we undressed in the bedroom. When he joined us, our tent poles were pointing directly at him. Mine, of course, was leaking profusely, a gossamer string of silvery dick dew reaching for the floor. He quickly pulled off his shirt, shorts, and shoes.
Standing between us, we kissed and fondled him, sliding our dicks between his legs and lifting up his heavy nut sack with our probing horns. If this kept up much longer, I was going to unload all over his ass instead of in it.
Reading my thoughts, he moved over to the bed and got on all fours. Steve buried his face deeply in the African's ass and ate him deeply (as only Steve knows how to do). The piggy noises and slurps were inspiring. I moved in front of Joshua and fed him my dripping dick. Hungrily, he lipped and sucked at it. I pulled away several times trying to avoid my building climax.
Finally, Steve cried, "You gotta eat this ass! It's so good!"
Quickly, we switched places. Joshua's wet hole glistened with Steve's spit. My long tongue explored the smooth lining of the African's love channel. Times like this, I wish I had a tongue as long as my dick. Damn, he tasted good!
In less than a minute, I knew I had to fuck him or I'd spray my load all over the sheets. I stood behind him and rubbed my leaking dickhead between his marvelous glutes and pressed forward. His eager hole opened for me and I slid in. It snapped shut behind my thick dickhead and chewed on me. I pulled out, not wanting to risk a climax so soon. Again, I ate his hole out until I cooled down a little. Once more, I stood behind him and shoved forward. More dick disappeared up his ass and again he tried to suck and chew on my dick with his ass muscles. After only three strokes, I had to pull out again. Repeating the earlier performance, I decided to eat his hole out for a little bit longer. His ass tasted better with each fuck.
Finally, I knew this was going to be the one when my dick sprayed his tight tunnel. I pressed forward and buried my 10" completely, grinding in that last thicker inch at the root. I leaned over his back and whispered, "You are gonna get so fucked," I promised. "Last chance to back out, if you don't wanna bareback," I added.
His only response was to suck and chew on my thick phallus even more determinedly with his talented butt. I tried to think of something else, but my mind was fixated on his beautiful round ass and my big dick going into it.
Building to a hard climax, I picked up my pace, pounding his hole mercilessly. "I'm gonna cum!" I warned, plowing his ass at warp speed. With a final lunge and a strangled cry of pleasure, my dick swelled, jerked hard, and spray-painted his ass walls for more than foot deeper than my 10" dick was buried with thick ropes of creamy ball honey. Each time my nuts kicked, I lunged forward, trying to go ever deeper.
I couldn't stop fucking or cumming it seemed. Lunge after lunge produced more sperm to swim in his deep ass. If this were any indication of what he was doing in Nigeria, the men in his family must have been in his ass every day, flooding him with their male nectar.
But, his actions on my overly sensitive dick were taking a toll and I had to pull out. His hungry hole closed slowly, but not before a few dribbles of cum leaked out. I leaned in and lapped them up greedily. Steve jumped up from his position in front of Joshua and pushed me out of the way. He always did love to eat out a well-fucked ass after it'd been filled with his loads.
"I want to taste the load you shot in my ass," Joshua insisted. "Come up here," he directed. I moved to the designated spot in front of him. The African pulled my bloated dickhead between his lips and started cleaning me off. He hesitated slightly in his oral duties when Steve's thick horsedick spread his fuck-hole more than I had. Joshua moaned with pleasure. "Yeah, Man! Fuck that black ass!" he crooned.
Steve loved to fuck black ass. I would know! He's been plowing my muscle butt for six years now and never tires of it. Nor do I tire of spreading and filling his sweet, big, muscle butt. Steve's monster dick worked the African's ass like a pro. From my position, I couldn't see as much of the penetration as I wanted to. So, I flipped on to my back, turned around into a 69 position, and scooted beneath Joshua. From this viewpoint, I could suck Joshua's dick and get a ringside view of Steve's horsedick spreading and disappearing up our new friend's eager hole.
Each time Steve's dick withdrew, I could see streaks of my jizz load coating his dick. His big dickhead acted like a toilet plunger and pulled enough of my juice out of Joshua's ass that it was dripping down the boy's heavy nuts and on to my forehead. I spit out Joshua's dick for a moment to bathe his balls with my tongue and taste more of my spilled baby batter. I licked him clean clear up to the action point of Joshua's asshole and Steve's pistoning dick.
Satisfied that Joshua's ass and nuts were cleaned up, I went back to servicing his bouncing, leaking dick. It wasn't as thick as our dicks, but it was a nice 8" of manmeat. I whipped my tongue and lips around the sensitive head, knowing that Steve's monster would be hitting Joshua's prostate button savagely and causing Joshua to climax soon. That's certainly the result when Steve's huge dick plows my ass.
Joshua moaned and pushed back into Steve's pounding dick. Each time Steve shoved forward, Joshua's leaking spear hit the back of my throat. The big leaking head throbbed and jerked. Joshua's tongue worked my dick back up to a hard condition and sucked me eagerly. I knew he was enjoying the double stimulation.
How Joshua was able to hold back, I haven't a clue. If I'd been plowed by Steve's horsedick, gotten my dick well sucked, and tasted a big dick that'd just been up my ass and unloaded inside me, I'd have shot off three loads by now.
Even so, his iron will was starting to falter. I sensed it in how hard his dick was jerking in my mouth, the ardor with which he sucked my dick, and the chuffing noises emanating from his nose as he tried to breathe and not cry out with the passion and pleasure that surely was overwhelming him.
Nut butter rushed from his dick in a flood immediately after his body tensed. Waves of sperm washed over my tongue as I swallowed twice to make room for more.
I know Steve felt Joshua's body tense and the boy's climax waves tightened his ass tunnel around my boyfriend's thick horsedick. Steve pounded faster, working himself up to a big climax. Howls of pleasure echoed about the room as both men expressed their joyful climaxes.
Even after Steve's muscle ripping climax, he continued to pound the African's ass. Steve is one of those rare men who lose their hard-on very slowly. Even after a climax, he can continue to fuck you for up to 10 more minutes, because his dick is still hard. I've shot off multiple loads because of his aggressive butt pounding after he filled my ass with his juice, but kept abusing my ass with his donkey dick.
"Give the poor boy's ass a break, Steve," I finally said after three more minutes of relentless fucking. He reluctantly pulled out with a wet plop. His dick was still rock hard. Steve instantly buried his face in Joshua's ass as he always did after he fucked me, too. Joshua sighed and backed into the butt rimming so expertly provided by my tall boyfriend.
I rolled out from under them, my hard dick slapping wetly against my abs. With an evil grin on my face, I milked Steve's dick, extracting a few last drops of dick gravy from his piss slit and several gooey dribbles from the surface of his long, thick dick. It was more than enough to lube up Steve's asshole for my pleasure. Smearing the spermy mix around his ass lips and a couple of inches inside, I speared Steve's ass with my recently resurrected 10" butt ripper. He moaned, but didn't remove his face from the delicious task he'd assigned himself. As Joshua was enjoying the butt cleaning, there was no point in me interrupting that.
"You've been needing this all night," I stage whispered. I lunged forward and buried the big head and thick shaft. Steve didn't even wince. He was used to my big dick opening him up this way. Besides, the special lube I was using made this fuck particularly hot for both of us.
Within a few more minutes, Steve had pulled away from rimming the boy and had remounted him. As was the usual case with him, Steve's big dick was still hard. Joshua surely didn't complain about getting pumped again by Steve's horsedick. And I was already getting busy pummeling Steve's deep, hungry love tunnel.
In the middle, Steve was setting the pace. Rarely had he nutted again while he was still hard, but that wasn't the point here. He wanted to give our new African friend the benefit of his monstrous unit and how well Steve used it. Joshua was deliriously happy with the arrangement, mewling and purring with delight. How well I knew that feeling.
All good things must end, though. Despite the fact that I'd nutted only 10 minutes ago, Steve's ass muscles and the smell of sex in the room overwhelmed me. I rammed hard, bellowed loudly and sprayed his ass walls as hard as I'd creamed Joshua's. I don't know if I sprayed as much sperm, but I certainly shuddered as much as the climax waves crashed over me, again. Besides, Steve's dick had finally lost most of its starch and had fallen from Joshua's ass.
The young African pulled away from his dick cleaning on Steve and eagerly hovered nearby as I pulled slowly from Steve's muscular butt. Joshua dove in greedily and sucked on Steve's well-fucked back door. His slurping, piggy sounds made me giggle, but I held back as best I could. I'd done exactly the same thing many times before on Steve's incredibly sexy butt.
Steve turned to clean my dick off, but Joshua stayed right with him, his African face buried as deeply as his benefactor had done to him earlier. No one was left out of this trio of sex pig marathoners.
When we finally parted, Steve asked Joshua some pointed questions about the African's introduction to man-on-man sex, but I'll have to save that for the next chapter.
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