Two for the Price of One

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/Mike J

Two For the Price of One

Forty years old. Forty years. Shit, how did that happen?

I sat at my cluttered desk, surrounded by books and manuscripts, staring at the ceiling. The walls of my small, sparsely furnished apartment were lined with framed movie posters and signed photographs of my favorite authors. The air was thick with the scent of old books and fresh paint. It was a comforting smell, one that reminded me of countless hours spent hunched over my laptop, crafting stories that I hoped would captivate readers. I was about to light a cigarette when I remembered that I had quit smoking three months ago. Damn, I needed a drink. I stood up and shuffled over to my bar cart, grabbing a bottle of whiskey and pouring myself a generous glass. I took a sip, savoring the burning sensation as it traveled down my throat. The whiskey warmed me up, and I felt a small smile play on my lips. I was alone in my apartment, but I didn't mind. I'm a writer, after all, used to spending hours by myself, lost in my own thoughts and stories.

But tonight was different. Tonight was my birthday, and I wanted to do something special. Something a little wild. I had heard about this service, where you could order a male stripper for your party. It sounded like a laugh, so I decided to give it a try. I browsed the site and find an intriguing offer - two strippers for the price of one. I thought, why not? And before I knew it, I had placed my order for "Luca and Pietro", a pair of Italian-sounding hunks who would be arriving at my apartment in just a few hours.

The whiskey was starting to kick in, and I was feeling a little buzzed as I took another sip. I checked the time on my phone - 7:00 PM. Luca and Pietro were due to arrive any minute now, and I wasn't quite sure what to expect. I had never done anything like this before, and the idea of having two strangers in my apartment, performing for me, was both thrilling and nerve-wracking at the same time. But I didn't have time to dwell on it, as I heard a faint knock on my door. I took a deep breath and walked over to answer it, my heart racing in anticipation.

When I opened the door, I was greeted by two men, both dressed in smart business attire, Luca with dark hair and deep-set eyes, and Pietro with lighter hair and a rugged jawline.

"Hi, I'm Luca, and this is Pietro," Luca said,extending his hand towards me.

He had a slightly mischievous smile on his lips, and I couldn't help but notice the visible muscle under his suit. Pietro was less talkative, but he also had a charismatic presence, and his eyes were clear and intense. I shook hands with Luca and welcomed them into my apartment, feeling my pulse quicken as they stepped inside.

"It's cozy," Luca said, looking around my apartment with interest.

Pietro nodded in agreement. My place was small, but it felt like home - a sanctuary where I could focus on my writing.

"So, you said you wanted a birthday surprise?" Luca asked, flashing his smile at me. I nodded, trying to keep my nerves in check. "We've got just the thing for you."

Pietro put some music on through a wireless speaker, a slow seductive jazz tune. I sat, frozen in the couch. Then Luca and Pietro exchanged glances, their eyes gleaming with anticipation. I watched with bated breath as they slowly began to untie their ties, letting them fall to the floor with a soft rustle.The muscles in Luca's arms rippled as he undid his cufflinks, casting them aside with a flick of his wrist. I could feel the tension build in the room as he slowly started to unbutton his shirt, revealing a snug undershirt that clung to his toned chest and abs. I noticed that he had a hairy chest, which really turned me on. Pietro began to mimic Luca's movements, removing his jacket and tie, and rolling up his sleeves. His body was more lean, but equally athletic, and the sight of his defined obliques made my mouth go dry.

The two of them were moving in rhythm with the music, each one taking turns to tease me with glimpses of their toned bodies. I had never seen anything like it before, and I couldn't help but feel my heart race in anticipation. Luca and Pietro were seductive, confident and in control, and as they danced closely together, it was clear that they were enjoying every moment of it. Luca was the more aggressive of the two, taking charge of the choreography and grinding his hips against Pietro's with abandon. Pietro seemed to relish the attention, his eyes closed in pleasure as he let Luca take the lead. I was completely captivated by the sight before me, and I couldn't take my eyes off of them. I was getting more and more aroused as they moved together. It was hard for me to sit still as they approached me, Luca's eyes dark with desire as he leaned down and whispered in my ear.

"How are you feeling so far, Mark?" I could feel the warmth of his breath on my neck, and it sent shivers down my spine.

I couldn't believe this was happening, but my body didn't care about rational thought. It was like he had flipped a switch inside of me, and suddenly all I could think about was how much I wanted him. Luca seemed to sense my desire, because he leaned in even closer, his lips brushing against my ear as he murmured.

"You want to touch me, don't you?"

I nodded, unable to speak, and he chuckled softly before taking my hand and placing it on his chest. I could feel the heat of his skin through the fabric of his shirt, and I was overwhelmed by the scent of his cologne, a combination of sandalwood and musk that made me dizzy with want. Luca's touch ignited a spark within me, and I couldn't help but let out a low moan of desire. Pietro, who had been watching us intently, smirked and stepped forward, taking Luca's place in front of me.

"Looks like Luca's worn you out," he said, his voice low and seductive. "Why don't you take a break while I show you what I can do?"

Luca chuckled and stepped back, giving Pietro room to dance. I watched with bated breath as Pietro began to move, his body swaying in time with the music. He was mesmerizing, and I couldn't take my eyes off of him. Pietro put his hands on the buttons of his shirt and began to undo them slowly, one by one, drawing out the anticipation. He let the shirt fall open, revealing his toned and muscular chest in its entirety. I could see the outline of his abs, and the slight dark hairs that trailed down from his navel. He was magnificent, and my mouth went dry as I took in the sight of him.

Pietro ran his hands over his chest, feeling the muscles ripple under his fingers. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back, letting out a soft sigh of pleasure. I couldn't help but stare as he continued to touch himself, his fingers tracing circles around his nipples, teasing them into hard points. He opened his eyes and looked at me, a mischievous smile on his lips as he saw the hunger in my gaze.

"Like what you see?" he asked, his voice soft and seductive.

I nodded, unable to speak. I could feel the heat pooling in my groin as I watched this gorgeous specimen of a man touch himself. Pietro continued his slow and deliberate self-pleasure, running his hands down his chest and stomach, stopping just above the waistband of his trousers. Luca, who had been watching intently, decided it was his turn to take center stage. He stepped forward, and Pietro turned to face him, their eyes locked in a challenge. Luca's eyes burned with desire, and I could feel the heat radiating off of him.

Luca moved closer to Pietro, their bodies almost touching. He placed one hand on Pietro's shoulder, and with the other, he slowly began to pull up his own undershirt . I watched, transfixed, as he revealed his hairy chest inch by inch. The dark curls glinted in the light, and I could see the faint outline of his nipples through the hair. He tossed the undershirt aside, and I couldn't help but let out a low groan at the sight of him. He was even more handsome than I had imagined, and I could feel my desire for him growing stronger with every passing second.

Luca's eyes met Pietro's, and there was a moment of silence before they both leaned in, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. I had never seen anything like this before, and I couldn't help but feel my arousal spike as I watched the two men kiss.Their kiss was intense, their lips moving together in a dance that was both familiar and foreign to me. I could see the hunger in their eyes, the way they clung to each other as if they couldn't get enough. It was a beautiful sight, and I couldn't look away.

Luca's hands were on Pietro's waist, pulling him closer as they kissed. Pietro's hands were tangled in Luca's hair, holding him in place as they devoured each other's lips.

Their bodies were pressed together, chests heaving and muscles straining against their pants as the passion between them grew. I could see the bulges in their pants growing larger with each passing second, and the sight of their arousal made my own cock twitch in response. I licked my lips, feeling the saliva gather as I prepared myself for what was about to come next.

As if sensing my desire, the two men broke apart for a moment and looked at me. Luca's gaze was dark and intense, while Pietro's eyes smoldered with lust. They were both breathtaking, and I couldn't help but feel my heart race as I watched them. Luca began to unzip his pants, revealing a pair of black boxer briefs that hugged his muscular thighs. I swallowed hard, feeling my arousal grow as I took in the sight of him.

Pietro, not to be outdone, followed suit and began to unzip his own pants. I watched with bated breath as he lowered his zipper, revealing a pair of matching white boxer briefs. I could see the outline of his erection pressing against the fabric, and I couldn't help but feel my own cock get as hard as it had ever been in my fucking life. I was so turned on as I watched them, and I couldn't wait any longer.

"Why don't you give me that lap dance you promised?" I said.

Luca's eyes gleamed with mischief, and Pietro smirked as they both moved closer to me. Luca stepped behind the couch, his hands on my shoulders as he began to move in time with the music. Pietro stood in front of me, his hips swaying seductively as he moved closer.

"I think that's a great idea," he said, with a wink.

The music changed to a slower, more sensual beat, and I couldn't help but feel my heart race with anticipation as Luca's hands moved from my shoulders to my chest. His touch was warm and firm, and I let out a low moan as he began to massage my pecs through my shirt. I could feel my nipples harden under his fingers, and I couldn't help but lean back into his embrace.

Meanwhile, Pietro had moved even closer to me, his hips swaying in time with the music as he ground himself against my leg. I could feel the heat of his body through the fabric of his boxer briefs, and I couldn't help but let out a soft gasp as I felt him press against me. His eyes met mine, and there was a wicked glint in his gaze as he saw the desire in my eyes.

"Do you like that?" he asked, his voice low and seductive.

I nodded, unable to speak, and he grinned before climbing onto the couch, straddling my lap. His thighs were strong and muscular, pressing into me as he began to grind his hips against mine.

Pietro's movements became more urgent, his hips rocking back and forth as he ground himself against me. I could feel the bulge in his boxer briefs growing larger with each passing second, and I knew that he was just as turned on as I was. I let out a soft gasp as he leaned in, his lips brushing against my neck. His stubble scratched against my skin, sending shivers down my spine as he trailed kisses down my neck and chest.

Luca's hands were still on my shoulders, and I could feel the tension in them as he watched us. I knew that he was waiting for his turn, and I couldn't wait to see what he had in store for me.

Luca's hands traveled from my shoulders down to my chest, and I felt my nipples harden under his touch. He teased them with his fingers, rolling them between his thumb and forefinger, sending waves of pleasure through my body. Pietro's lips were now on my collarbone, his tongue tracing a path up to my ear, where he nibbled on my earlobe, making me shiver with delight. I couldn't resist the urge any longer and reached out, placing my hand on Pietro's chest. His muscles were firm and toned under my fingers, and I could feel his heart pounding with excitement. He continued to grind against me, his hips moving in time with the sultry jazz music playing in the background. I could feel his hard length pressing against my thigh, and I couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to have him inside me.

Luca and Pietro exchanged a look, and I could see the mischievous glint in their eyes. Without warning, they switched places, Luca climbing onto my lap and Pietro taking his place behind the couch. Luca's eyes were dark with desire as he straddled me, his hips grinding against mine in time with the music. Luca was bigger than Pietro, and his muscles were harder, more defined. I could feel the power in his thighs as he ground himself against me, and I knew that I wouldn't be able to resist him much longer.

Pietro, for his part, was watching us with hungry eyes. He was leaning against the back of the couch, his arms folded across his chest, his gaze focused on the two of us. I could see the hunger in his eyes, the way his lips parted as he watched us grind against each other. I reached out, running my hands over Luca's muscular back. His skin was hot and sweaty, and I let out a low moan as I felt his muscles flex under my fingertips. I could feel the heat of his arousal through the fabric of his boxers, and my own desire spiked in response. I reached down, grabbing onto his hips and pulling him even closer. My fingers traced the lines of his six-pack, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath my touch. His muscles rippled under my fingers, and I couldn't help but marvel at the sight before me. Lucas' chest was a work of art, each muscle defined and toned, a testament to the hours he must be spending working out. The dark hair that covered his chest trailed down his stomach, leading to a trail of hair that disappeared into the waistband of his boxer briefs. I couldn't help but stare, my eyes drinking in every inch of his body. He was the most beautiful man I had ever seen, and I couldn't believe that I was lucky enough to have him here with me. My hands wandered further, sliding up his chest to cup his pecs. I squeezed gently, feeling the hardness of his muscles beneath my fingers. Lucas groaned softly, his hips moving against me in response. I felt my cock throb in my pants as I ran my hands over his hard stomach, teasing his muscles with my fingertips.Pietro stood behind me, watching as Lucas and I embraced. I could feel his breath on my neck, and I knew he was ready to join us.

"Guys, let's not waste any more time," I said, turning to face Pietro. "I want you both."

His eyes widened for a moment, but then he smirked and nodded.

"Alright, Mark. It's time for you to experience the full show," Luca said with a grin, grabbing me by the arms and pulling me out of the couch.

I gasped as I felt his strong arms encircle me, and before I knew it, I was being sandwiched between the two men. Luca's chest was pressed against my back, and I could feel the heat of his body radiating through my shirt. Pietro was still standing in front of me, his hips swaying seductively as he continued to grind against my thigh. Luca's hands were on my hips, holding me in place as he began to move against me. His movements were slow and deliberate, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through my body. I could feel his erection pressing against my ass, and I couldn't help but let out a soft moan as I felt him move against me. Lucas' movements became more urgent, his hips rocking back and forth as he ground himself against me. I could feel his hands on my hips, holding me in place as he moved. His touch was firm, but not rough, and I could feel the tension in his fingers as he held onto me.

Pietro's hands were on my shoulders, his fingers kneading the muscles there as he ground himself against my thigh. Suddenly, without warning, Pietro leaned in and kissed me. His lips were firm and assertive, and I could feel the heat of his breath on my lips as he pressed against me. My heart raced in my chest, and I couldn't help but let out a soft gasp as I felt his tongue slide between my lips. Pietro's kiss was passionate and insistent, and I couldn't help but respond. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him even closer as our tongues danced together. I could feel the heat radiating off of his body, his hard chest pressed against mine. Every inch of him was pure muscle, and I couldn't help but marvel at the strength in his arms as he held me tight. Behind me, I could feel Luca's hands on my hips, pulling me back against him. I could feel his erection pressing against me, and I couldn't help but let out a soft moan as I felt him move against me. His stubble scratched against the side of my face as he leaned in to nibble on my earlobe.

"I want you both," I gasped, feeling the tension building in my body.

Pietro and Luca exchanged a look, and in that moment, I saw a spark of something unspoken pass between them. It was a look of desire, but also of trust and mutual understanding.Without a word, Luca's eyes locked on mine. I could see the hunger in his gaze, the way his lips parted as he leaned in. And then, without warning, Luca joined in, pressing his lips to mine in a three-way kiss that took my breath away.Luca's lips were hard and demanding against mine, and I could feel the heat of his body as he pressed himself against me. His tongue explored my mouth, dueling with Pietro's as they both tasted me, teased me, claimed me as their own. It was overwhelming, intoxicating, and I never wanted it to end.

But it did, of course. Pietro pulled away first, his lips trailing down my neck as he traced a path to my ear. He bit down gently on the lobe, sending a shiver down my spine as Luca's lips found mine once more. I was lost in the sensation of their hands on me, their lips on me, their bodies grinding against mine. I wanted, them, but was that part of the deal? I didn't know and didn't care to ask, I just wanted their hands, their mouths, and their bodies claim me, own me, make me theirs.Without a word, Pietro moved behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling my back against his solid chest. I could feel his erection pressing against me, making me gasp at the sudden contact. Pietro's lips trailed down my neck, biting and sucking softly, driving me insane with need.

"Let's take this to the bedroom", I said, when I finally found words.

Luca and Pietro exchanged a smirk as I led them by the hand to my bedroom. I could hear the heavy breathing behind me. I couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation as I crossed the threshold to my bedroom, a tingling sensation in the pit of my stomach at the thought of what was about to happen.

As we entered, Luca and Pietro exchanged a look, and in that moment, I felt a shiver run down my spine. They were both so handsome, so muscular, and I couldn't wait to see what they had in store for me.

I could feel my heart racing as I took in the sight of them, standing before me. Pietro was wearing a pair of white boxer briefs that contrasted beautifully with his lightly tanned skin. His body was lean and sinewy, with broad shoulders and a defined six-pack. His chest was smooth and hairless, with a smattering of hair on his lower abs that led to a thicker trail leading to his groin. I couldn't help but stare, my eyes traveling up and down their bodies, taking in every inch of their toned physiques. Luca's black boxers left little to the imagination, as they clung to his muscular thighs and showcased the bulge in his groin. My cock twitched in my pants as my gaze traveled upwards, taking in the defined V-shape of his lower abs that converged in a teasing trail of hair leading to his chest. His body was toned and lean, with a tempting mass of hair on his chest. I couldn't take my eyes off of them as I walked further into the room, my heart beating faster with every step I took into the room. I was in a daze, my mind reeling with the possibilities of what was to come. I wanted them, and they wanted me.

As I reached the bed, I turned around to face them, my gaze locked onto their hungry eyes. Luca and Pietro walked towards me slowly, as if savoring every moment of anticipation. Pietro reached forward and placed a hand on my chest, and I could feel the warmth radiating from his touch. Luca stepped behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me against him.

I could feel his hard length pressing into me as his hands roamed over my chest and stomach, his fingers tracing the lines of my muscles. I shivered as he nuzzled my neck, his hot breath making me gasp.

Pietro's hands moved lower, undoing my belt and pants in one deft move. He pulled them down, leaving me standing in just my boxer briefs and shirt. I sucked in a breath as Luca's hands slid lower to join Pietro's, and together they pushed my briefs down, freeing my already-hard cock. Luca's fingers traced the lines of my muscles as Pietro's hands moved to my shoulders, pushing my shirt down and off my arms. I shivered as the cool air of the room hit my bare skin, but the heat of Luca's body behind me kept me warm. Pietro stepped closer to me, his hands running through my hair as he leaned in to kiss me deeply. His tongue explored my mouth, mingling with my own as his hands traveled down my body.

I gasped as I felt him take my cock in his hand, his grip tightening as he began to stroke me firmly. Luca moved his hands lower, between my legs to cup my balls and kneading them gently. I moaned into Pietro's mouth, my hips bucking involuntarily as they both touched me. I could feel Lucas hot breath in my neck. I broke the kiss and leaned forward, arching my back as I moaned in pleasure. The feeling of Luca's hands fondling my balls and Pietro's fist wrapped around my cock was almost too much to handle.

"Fuck, you two are incredible," I said, breathlessly.

Pietro chuckled, his lips curling into a mischievous smile.

"We're just getting started, darling."

He moved his hand up and down my shaft, teasing the head of my cock with his thumb. I moaned, closing my eyes and leaning back into Luca, allowing myself to enjoy the sensation of being surrounded by two incredible men.

"Come here, Mark," Pietro whispered in my ear, his voice thick with desire. "Let me taste you."

Before I had a chance to react, Pietro had lowered to his knees in front of me, and I could feel the heat of his breath on my cock. Luca's hand continued to massage my balls gently, his fingers sending waves of pleasure through my body. Pietro looked up at me, his eyes full of the same desire and hunger that I felt, and then he took me into his mouth. I gasped as his tongue swirled around my shaft, teasing and tantalizing me. He sucked me in deeper, his lips tightening around me as he began to bob his head up and down. Luca's hands traveled up my chest, his fingers tracing patterns on my skin as he leaned in, pressing his lips against my neck. His hot breath tickled my ear, and I shivered as his tongue darted out to taste my sweat.

"Oh God, Luca," I gasped, my hips bucking involuntarily as he sucked on my neck.

Pietro continued to suckle my cock, his mouth hot and wet as he teased me with his tongue. Luca's hands roamed over my body, his touch igniting a fire in my veins.

And then, without warning, they both spun me around, their strong hands gripping my hips firmly, and suddenly I faced Lucas hairy torso. I sucked in a breath at the sight before me. Luca's chest was a canvas of dark hair, his nipples hard and erect. I couldn't help but reach out and touch him, running my fingers through the hair on his chest as I leaned in to kiss him. Luca moaned into my mouth, his hands gripping my hips harder as Pietro's hands roamed over my ass.

"Why don't you take off those briefs, boys," I asked.

Without hesitation, Luca and Pietro both hooked their fingers into the waistbands of their underwear and pushed them down. I caught my breath as their cocks sprang free, erect and ready. I couldn't help but reach out and touch them, feeling their heat and hardness against my fingertips. Luca took a step closer to me, his body pressed against mine as he kissed me deeply. I moaned into his mouth, feeling his tongue dance with mine as Pietro stepped in behind me. I started to trail down Lucas hairy chest with my mouth , kissing and licking his hard nipples, feeling his body shiver beneath my touch. I could hear him moan and grip my hair harder. I moved my hands down Lucas abs, feeling the solid muscles under his smooth skin, I was awestruck by the perfection that this man was. I continued to explore Lucas body with my mouth as I felt Pietro's hands on me now, running them down my back, tracing the curve of my ass before gripping it firmly. I pushed my ass back, grinding it against Pietro's cock and feeling it twitch in response. I trailed my tongue down the lines of Lucas abs, feeling his muscles tighten under my touch. Pietro's hands were still on my ass, kneading and squeezing the flesh firmly as he ground against me.

"Bed," Luca growled, and then his arms were wrapped around me, lifting me off my feet. I yelped in surprise, wrapping my arms around his neck as he carried me towards the bed. Pietro followed close behind. I could feel the heat of their bodies, the strength of their muscles as they moved in unison, and I couldn't help but feel a thrill run through me at the thought of what was to come. Luca tossed me onto the bed, and I bounced there for a moment, my laughter mixing with my moans as I looked up at him. He was practically drooling with desire, his eyes hooded and dark as he crawled onto the bed with me. I could feel the heat of his body as he pressed himself against me as we lay facing each other. Without a word, he leaned over and captured my lips in an urgent kiss, his tongue plunging into my mouth. I could feel the roughness of his hairy chest against my sensitive nipples, and I shivered with pleasure. I pressed my chest even harder against his and feeling his nipples also harden. Luca's lips never left mine, his tongue twisting and turning with my own as he explored my mouth.

Meanwhile, from behind me, Pietro's hands were busy tracing the curve of my ass, his fingers digging into my flesh as he pried my cheeks apart. I could feel his hot breath on my ass, and then his tongue was there, licking a slow, wet path up and down my crack. I moaned into Luca's mouth, my body shuddering with pleasure as Pietro's tongue dipped lower, swirling around my hole before pushing inside me. I gasped as he began to tongue-fuck me, the sensation of his wet, warm tongue sending waves of pleasure through my body.

"Oh fuck, yeah," I moaned, my hips bucking as I grind myself onto Pietro's face. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge.

My body was throbbing with need, and I knew it wouldn't be long before I came. I moaned into Luca's mouth, my fingers tunneling through his hair as I rocked my hips, pushing myself further onto Pietro's tongue.

"You like that, Mark?" Luca asked, his voice low and sultry as his fingers trailed down the side of my body, causing goosebumps to form on my skin. "You like it when that pretty little hole of yours gets fucked? When Pietro gets to taste your sweet ass?"

"Fuuuuuck," I moaned, arching my back as much as I could.

I was overwhelmed by all the sensations and didn't know where to focus on. Luca's hands groping my back, Pietro's tongue probing my hole, and his fingers digging into my ass cheeks. Luca took it upon himself to turn me over, and I ended up on my stomach, my face buried in the comforter as I felt him climb onto the bed, positioning himself behind me. I could feel his thick cock pressing against my ass, and I moaned in anticipation as he spread my cheeks apart and began to rub my aching hole with the tip of his dick.

"Tell me, Mark, how bad do you want me to fuck you?"Luca asked, his voice deep and throaty.

I groaned, a mix of pleasure and frustration building within me. I didn't want to talk, I didn't want to think, I just wanted to feel the raw, animalistic pleasure that was coursing through my veins.

"Just shut up and fuck me," I growled.

My body was arching towards his as I spread my legs wider, desperatly inviting him in. Luca did as I asked, sliding easily inside me with a low grunt. I felt like I was being consumed by him, like he was tunneling deeper and deeper into me.I could feel every goddamn inch of him, every vein and ridge as he filled me up. My body tried to stretched around him, accommodating him was I gave away a small whimper. Luca's hands gripped my hips firmly, pulling me back onto him as he began to thrust his hips in a slow, rhythmic motion.

Pietro had moved to the side of the bed, watching us with hungry eyes as he stroked his cock slowly. I could see the precum glistening on the tip, a testament to how turned on he was.

"Mmm, looks like Pietro is enjoying the show," Luca murmured, leaning down to nip at my neck. He reached around with one hand to grab my leaking cock. He started jerking it slowly, matching his thrusts into me. The combination of feeling Luca stretched me open and Pietro watching us while jerking off, drove me wild. I had never felt so desired and turned on in my life.

Here I was, being fucked by a muscular Italian stripper while another one watched us with obvious lust in his eyes. I closed my eyes and focused on the pleasure coursing through my veins as Luca continued to work himself in and out of me. I could feel his hot breath on my neck as he moaned and panted, sweat dripping from his brow onto my back. I pushed back against him, wanting to feel every inch of his thick cock as it plunged into me again and again.I could feel his hairy chest against my back, the hair tickling my skin as he moved. It was a strange sensation, but one that I found myself growing to enjoy. Luca's movements became more urgent, his hips snapping forward as he drove himself deeper into me. I could feel him swell inside me, and I knew that he was close.

"Mark," he shouted, his fingers digging into my hips as he thrust into me one last time. I could feel him pulsing inside me, filling me up with his hot, sticky cum. The sensation was overwhelming, and I couldn't help but cry out as I came, my own orgasm ripping through me like violently.

Luca rolled off me, and as we lay there, panting and sweating, I couldn't help but run my fingers through the hair on Luca's chest. The sensation of his thick, coarse hairs caused me to shiver with pleasure, and I couldn't resist reaching out to have a taste of that unembellished masculinity. But before I could do so, Luca rolled me over onto my back and took my mouth with his own, his tongue sliding seductively across my lips.In that moment, I knew I was not in control anymore. And I didn't mind. I didn't mind at all.

As our lips parted, I felt Pietro's warm body pressed against my own. He straddled me, his thighs bracketing mine, and I could feel the hardness of his cock throbbing against my now-softening member. He leaned down and began to kiss me deeply, his tongue mingling with mine in a dance that set my body on fire.

"You taste amazing, Mark," Pietro breathed against my lips, his mouth continuing to explore mine.

He began to trail kisses down my neck, nuzzling into the soft flesh there, and I closed my eyes, a sigh of pure bliss escaping me. I could feel his lips curve into a smile against my skin.

"I've been dreaming of tasting you, Mark," Pietro said, his voice low and sultry.

I groaned as he began to suck on the sensitive skin at the base of my neck, my hands coming up to clutch at his shoulders. Luca, meanwhile, lying next to me, trailed his fingers down my chest until they found my nipples. He pinched and tugged on them gently, sending a spike of pleasure directly to my core. My hips bucked upward of their own accord, a silent plea for more. Pietro chuckled, his mouth still against my neck.

"I'll take that as a yes."

His lips trailed downward, kissing and nipping at my collarbone before moving to my chest. He laved attention on each nipple, sucking them into his mouth and flicking his tongue across the sensitive flesh. I arched my back, offering myself to him, and Pietro took full advantage. My ass was still full of Luca's cum and as Pietro entered me, I could feel it slowly oozing out, mingling with Pietro's own precum as it lubricated his passage. Pietro began to move, building up a slow, steady rhythm that filled me up again and again. I reached down to stroke my own cock as Luca started to play with my nipples, but Pietro stopped me.

"No", he said, his voice husky with lust. "I want to feel you cum as I fuck you."

His words sent another shiver down my spine, and I nodded my head in agreement. He smirked, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction before he bent down to kiss me once more. His tongue plunged into my mouth, tasting me, exploring me as his hips continued to move in a steady rhythm. I could feel Pietro's cock swell inside me, his pace quickening as he neared his climax. I broke the kiss and looked down, watching as Pietro thrust into me, his body slick with sweat. Luca now stood at the side of the bed, watching us with hooded eyes as he stroked his own cock. I couldn't help but compare the two men in front of me. Pietro's cock was thick and veiny, his balls tight against his body as he fucked me. Luca's was longer, thinner, and his balls hung low, heavy with the promise of a big load.

"Fuck, you both feel so good," I groaned, my fingers digging into Pietro's shoulders as I urged him on.

Luca smirked, his hand moving faster as he watched us. He moved so that he was behind Pietro and watched as his hips met mine with a wet slap. I could feel the pleasure building up inside of me, the pressure coiling in my stomach. Luca's hand moved to Pietro's chest, tweaking his nipples. Pietro gasped, his fingers digging into my sides.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum," Pietro grunted, his pace quickening as he drove himself deeper inside of me.

I could feel his cock swell, his movements becoming erratic as he chased his release. And with a final, deep thrust, he came, flooding me with his scalding hot seed. I could feel it bursting inside of me, filling me up and spilling out of me. It was so dirty, so raw, and so fucking hot.

My second orgasm was even more explosive than the first, leaving me breathless and trembling. I could feel my cock pulsing lodged against Pietros hard body, my hot cum spurting out in long, white ropes that splattered onto my chest and stomach. Pietro groaned as he felt me cumming around his cock, milking every last drop out of him as he thrust into me. I could feel his cock twitching inside me, still hard despite having just cummed. He collapsed on top of me, his body slick with sweat and still trembling from his climax. Luca climbed back onto the bed, his arms going around both of us as we lay there, panting and trying to catch our breath. I could feel a sense of contentment and satisfaction wash over me as I lay there, surrounded by these two gorgeous men.

I reveled in the sensation of their warm bodies pressed against mine, our limbs tangled together in a mess of sated desire.

But I soon discovered that they weren't done with me yet. Luca's hand began to move over my chest again, lingering on my still-hard nipples, making me shiver with desire. Pietro, still buried deep inside of me, began to move his hips again, igniting a spark of pleasure that was still burning within me. He started slow, but his pace picked up as I invited him in with an encouraging moan. I could feel him hitting all the right spots as he pushed deeper, pulling my body towards his. The sensation was indescribable, a rush of pleasure that sent me into a trance.

"You feel so damn good and tight, Mark," Pietro growled, his voice rough with desire. "I want to be inside you forever."

His hands moved to my chest, gripping my pectoral muscles as his hips continued to pound into me. I gripped the sheets beneath me tightly as I felt the wave of pleasure crash over me.

I could feel Luca's hot breath on my neck, his stubble brushing against my skin as he whispered dirty, filthy things in my ear.

"You like that, don't you, Mark? You like it when we take turns fucking you, when you feel our cocks fill you up and stretch you out?"

His words sent a shiver down my spine, only intensifying the incredible feeling of Pietro's cock fucking me deep. I moaned in response, unable to form coherent words as every nerve in my body seemed to be focused on the pleasure between my legs.

I reached down to grasp Pietro's firm ass, pulling him even closer as the stars swirled before my eyes. Luca, ever attentive, gathered my hair into a loose ponytail and lifted my head back, allowing me to witness his raw, carnal desire. My heart raced as I entangled my legs with Pietro's, tearing the remaining barriers that separated our bodies from one another. I pulled him closer, his erection still inside me, and he moaned in response. But before I could savor the feeling, Luca's hands were again on my head, gripping my hair tightly. I looked up to see his deep-set eyes staring down at me with a look of pure, unadulterated desire.

"My turn," he growled, and then his cock was in my mouth.

I moaned around him, the feeling of him stretching my lips and filling my mouth sending a fresh wave of pleasure through my already trembling body. Luca thrust into me, his hips snapping forward as he took what he wanted. His cock was thick and long, filling me up in a way that I had never experienced before. It was dirty and raw, and I couldn't get enough. My body was on fire, every touch from Luca and Pietro sending shivers of pleasure down my spine. Luca's cock hit the back of my throat with each thrust, and I felt his balls twitch and tighten as he approached his climax.

Luca's fingers gripped my hair tightly, pulling on it gently as he took control, fucking my mouth with a desperation that matched my own. I could feel the pressure building inside of me once again, the warmth spreading from my core to every part of my body. My toes curled, my fingers gripping the sheets as Luca continued to plunder my mouth with his cock. Pietro didn't slow down in the slightest, his hips slamming into me with a ferocity that made me whimper around Luca's length.

It was a paradox of pain and pleasure, and I reveled in every moment of it. I could feel my orgasm rising up again, that familiar tightness that told me I was close. I tried to mumble a warning around Luca's cock, but he just chuckled and held me still. Pietro didn't seem to notice, but I could feel him closing in, his hips picking up speed. The pressure inside me built and built until I could no longer hold back. With a cry of pleasure, I came, my body shaking as I felt the waves of pleasure crash over me and I dry-cummed. Luca groaned and grabbed my head, thrusting harder into my mouth as he came, his hot cum filling my mouth. I swallowed reflexively, the taste of him sending a new wave of pleasure through me. Pietro came moments later, grunting loudly as he filled me with his own cum. I could feel the sticky liquid coating my insides as I rode out the aftershocks of my orgasm.

When we finally came down from our high, we lay there in a heap, our bodies entangled and our breaths coming in ragged gasps. I felt sated, fulfilled, and strangely at peace. My body was aching in places I didn't know existed, but I didn't care. I had just experienced something truly extraordinary, something that I would never forget. Luca and Pietro lay on either side of me, their bodies glistening with sweat and cum. They were both still breathing heavily, their chests rising and falling in time with mine.We lay there in silence for a few moments, basking in the afterglow of our wild and passionate encounter.

I closed my eyes and leaned back on the pillows, feeling the weight of Luca and Pietro's bodies pressing against me as their hearts slowed down to match my own. I couldn't believe what had just happened - I had never experienced anything quite like it before. I opened my eyes and looked around the room. My tidy bedroom had been transformed into a wild, chaotic scene, with clothes strewn everywhere. My king-sized bed was now occupied by three bodies, all tangled together and breathing heavily.

Between the scents of sweat, musk, and sex, I couldn't tell where one body ended and another began. Luca and Pietro were both still on either side of me, their sleeping bodies pressed against mine.

I awoke early, still wedged between the two men, my arm wrapped around Luca's hairy waist and with Pietro's smooth chest pressed against my back. Further down I could feel Pietro's cock nestled against my ass crack. Almost involuntarily I pushed my hips back a little against it, and felt him grow harder. Pietro snored quietly, but wrapped his arms around me, pushing me even tighter against his growing morning wood. I couldn't help but smile and moan softly, wiggling my body into his. My hand moved down to Luca's dick on my other side and felt it twitch in my hand, and he too moved his body closer to me. I could feel his massive backside against my chest, and the scent of last night's escapade on his skin. The sensation of being sandwiched between these two hunks was amazing.

My mind was still foggy from sleep, but my body had other ideas. I started grinding myself more against Pietro's cock with my ass, coaxing it to grow even harder. He thrust his hips forward, moaning and trying to breach me. I couldn't help but moan as I felt his length slide against my ass crack. I reached down and gripped his cock, guiding it towards my entrance.

"Fuck, you're so fucking big," I moaned as I felt the tip of his cock push against me.

Pietro, clearly awake now, groaned in response, his hips continuing to push forward as he entered me. I could feel every inch of him filling me up, his thick cock stretching me open. It was a different feeling than it had been earlier - this time, we were sober, and my body ached from the abuse of last night. On my other side I started to jerk Luca off, relishing the feeling of his cock growing harder in my hand.

"Mmm, you feel so good, Luca," I murmured, my lips brushing against his neck as I spoke.

Luca let out a low moan at my words, his hips fucking my hand. Pietro was moving within me with slow, deep strokes, drawing out every sensation and making my breath catch in my throat.

Luca was panting as I jerked him off with rough, urgent strokes. The three of us were lost in the moment, our bodies moving together in a primal rhythm that we couldn't resist. The room was filled with the sounds of our heavy breathing, the slap of Pietro's hips against my ass, and the slick sound of Luca's cock sliding through my fist. I never wanted this moment to end, but suddenly Pietro pulled out of me, making us all groan in disappointment. Luca looked at me with a mischievous smile and whispered in my ear.

"Shower?"

I nodded in agreement, and soon we were all standing under the hot water of the shower, our bodies slick and slippery with soap and water. I couldn't keep my hands off of either of them, my soapy fingers tracing over their muscular chests and abs. Luca turned me around and pushed me so I was facing the shower wall, his hard cock pressing into my ass. I moaned as I felt him grab my hips, pulling me closer to him. I could feel the heat of his body against mine, the water cascading down our slick, soapy skin. I pushed back against him, grinding my ass against his cock. Luca hissed in pleasure and leaned down to nip at my neck, his stubble scratching against my sensitive skin. The shower tiles felt cool against my chest as he pushed his cock deeper into me. I could feel every inch of him, his thick length filling me up completely. I groaned as he started to move, his hips thrusting forward in a slow, steady rhythm that made my toes curl.

I couldn't resist the urge to touch myself as he fucked me, and reached down to grasp my own cock. I started to stroke myself in time with Luca's thrusts, moaning as I felt my own pleasure build.

Pietro watched us with rapt attention, his eyes dark and hungry as he took in the sight of Luca fucking me from behind against the shower wall. Luca's hand snaked around my body, a soapy finger finding a swollen, sensitive nipple. He pinched and twisted it, sending a new wave of pleasure coursing through me. I threw my head back, my moans echoing off the tiles as I felt my orgasm building.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum," I gasped, my legs trembling as I approached the edge.

Luca took a step back, and let Pietro move in front of me. I looked up at Pietro, his eyes had that feral look again, one that promised pleasure and pain in equal measure. He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me in for a hungry kiss, his other hand wrapped around both of our shafts, jerking us in unison as he kissed me roughly. Luca's cock felt like it was tearing me apart, flaming hot

and absolutely huge. Every thrust of his hips felt like he was impaling me deeply with every inch of his throbbing cock. I could feel every vein, every pulse of blood that throbbed through it. It was pure, raw pleasure that I never wanted to end.

Pietro smirked as he pulled back from our kiss, looking down at our hands and the steady pace that he was setting. I could tell he was loving the power he had over us both.

"Cum for me, baby," he whispered in a low, gravelly voice.

I groaned in response, my hips thrusting forward to meet his fist. I was so close, so fucking close that I could feel the pressure building inside of me, like a dam held back by one last thread.

I could feel Luca's hard body pressed against my back, his cock still slick from the shower as it continued to slide in and out of me with a slow, steady rhythm. His hands gripped my hips, holding on as he slammed into me again and again. My arms were trembling, my legs shaking as I fought to stay upright.

"Don't hold back, baby," Pietro whispered against my lips.

His hand tightened around our cocks, pulling both of us towards the edge as he kissed me deeper. Luca's cock pounded into me from behind, my body stretched and filled completely by him. I couldn't help but cry out, my orgasm crashing over me like a tsunami. My vision went white as we both came hard, our hot cum spurting out onto Pietro's hand and splattering between our bodies. At the same time, I could feel Luca's cock twitching inside me as he reached his own climax, his hot load filling me up in a way that made me dizzy.

We all stayed there, panting and gasping for breath, our bodies entangled in a sticky mess. The water from the shower beat down on us, washing away the evidence of our sins. But we all knew that we would never be able to forget this moment. Luca was the first to pull away, his body sliding out of me with a wet, sloppy sound. I sighed in disappointment, my body aching for more. But Luca had clearly had enough, his eyes glazed over with pleasure and exhaustion. I couldn't blame him, really; we had bordered on gluttony during that wild threesome.

But even in my post-orgasm haze, I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed that it was over. As I looked at the two men standing in front of me, their bodies still slick with water and soap, I hoped that this was just the beginning. There was a fiery passion between us that couldn't be snuffed out so easily. Luca and Pietro got ready to leave, their bodies moving with a grace and efficiency that came from years of experience. They moved around my bedroom, gathering their clothes and belongings, their movements almost choreographed.

As they finished getting dressed, Luca and Pietro turned to face me one last time. Their eyes locked onto mine, their expressions serious yet hopeful.

"We should probably go," Luca said, breaking the tension.

I could feel my heart sink at the thought of them leaving, but I knew they had lives of their own to attend to.

"Take care, Mark," Pietro said, a soft smile playing on his lips.

"Yeah, let's stay in touch," Luca added, leaning in to give me a quick kiss.

I nodded, unable to find the words to express what I was feeling in that moment. I was already missing them, and they hadn't even left yet. They walked out of my bedroom, their footsteps soft on the wooden floor. I could hear them murmuring to each other in hushed tones, but couldn't make out what they were saying. I heard the door to my apartment close after them, and went out to the hallway to lock it behind them. I was still reeling from the intensity of our encounter, my body tingling with pleasure and exhaustion. I made my way back to my bedroom, ready to collapse onto my bed and bask in the afterglow.

But as I entered my room, something caught my eye. On the bedside table, there was a small piece of paper that I hadn't noticed before. I picked it up, my heart skipping a beat as I realized what it was - a note with Pietro's phone number scribbled on it. I couldn't believe it - he had given me his number. It was a small gesture, but it meant the world to me. It was a sign that he wanted to keep in touch, to see where this thing between us might go.