Unmet Needs | I became the toy of an older guy and his husband...

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It felt gross and I needed to shower right after I got home.  But goddamn I needed that. Finally, that itch that was bothering me for months has been scratched and I got the best sleep that night that I’ve had in a long time.  

It wasn’t just the fact that someone was rimming me. I can simulate that experience with my fingers well enough.

It was the fact that he wanted to rim me. The way he ate me out like my hole was something he couldn't get enough of. 

I needed that.

I tried to move on with my life after that. The first couple days were easy and I even started to go out with my buddies again for drinks at the bar. I thought I got it out of my system. But of course, it wasn’t so simple. 

Maybe it’s because he sent me texts throughout the week. It wasn’t anything pushy or too obvious, but just constant reminders that he’d be open to do it again. He left me alone if I didn’t text back, but I always ended up responding. It was me that gave him my number after all. 

Come ON, Blake. Snap out of it. There’s that chick right there checking you out all night. She’s tall, big boobs, blond hair – just your type. She wants it.

But I wanted more.

No.

I needed more.

Leaning on the bar and hiding my phone from my buddies, I replied to his “Happy weekend” text. 

“Happy Friday. I’m at the bar.”

“Fun. Me and the hubby are at home with some wine,” he replied back immediately. 

I could’ve left it there. I could’ve put the phone back in my pocket and went to the dance floor. But I didn’t. I didn’t want to. 

“What are you guys doing?”

“Just hanging out. Might fuck later haha.” He sends me a picture of him and his husband. I remember his older surfer look very well with his bronze skin and sun-bleached hair. His husband looks equally as fit, but his short hair is completely white. “Must be a dead night at the bar if you’re texting me.”

“It’s alright.” I snapped a quick photo of me at the bar back at him. 

“Cute. You look good in black. Better with it off though.”

“Thanks,” I type back. My heart is pounding for whatever reason and I can’t keep my eyes off the screen.

“If nothing at the bar interests you, you can come over. No reciprocation like last time. We love to service cute boys.”

Looking over at my friends partying on the dance floor, I think about it for another second before walking out of the loud club. With my ears ringing and pushing past the crowd of people smoking, I text him back.

“Where?”

I was there in about 20 minutes. Their house looks like a typical family house with a little fence in front and a garden full of flowers that I couldn’t name for you. I ring the doorbell and listen to the faint tune of the nursery rhyme play. He opens the door before it finishes. 

“Hey… you know, I don’t actually know your name.” He smiles at me and his husband waves. 

“Blake. And you?” 

“Sheldon,” he puts a hand on his chest. “This is my husband Travis.”

“Cool,” I nod and look around the dark and quiet neighbourhood. 

“Come on in. It’s chilly out,” Travis says and I go into their house. There are family photos of them on the wall right next to the stairs. A golden retriever trots up to me lazily and smells my shoes. 

“This is Willy. Are you allergic? Let me put him away.” Sheldon whistles and walks up the stairs with the dog following him. With us alone, Travis smiles again at me and puts his hands in his pocket. 

“So you’ve already met my husband.”

“Yeah.” I swallow nervously. He motions with his head to follow him and I follow him into a cozy living room with an extremely large TV screen. 

“We went overboard, I know.” Travis pats the black couch. “Please, sit.”

Sheldon comes trotting into the living room. “You want anything to drink, Blake?” 

I shake my head, not knowing what to do with all this hospitality. I just came for…well… you know. 

“Straight to business then?” Sheldon joins his husband in front of me and they embrace each other side to side. Watching them touch each other sensually felt special.

I was hard.

I’m about to get serviced.

I’m about to get my ass eaten out again.

“Take off what you feel comfortable with. It’s all you.” Sheldon says. I unbutton my black polo first, then pull it over my head. Travis takes it from me and sniffs it.

“Smells good?” Sheldon asks and Travis hands it to him. He sniffs it deeply too and then kisses his husband. As they make out, I take off my pants and they pull off from each other to take my pants off together. Next, they pulled my boxers down and my erect cock swung out. 

They shared a silent smile with each other and then lifted one of my legs up each. 

“Wow,” Travis says. 

“Hot hole, right?” Sheldon kisses him on the cheek. 

“Oh…” A warble comes out of me as Travis licks my hole delicately. 

“Mmm,” he groans, then swipes my hole with his tongue more deeply. Sheldon strokes his husband’s white hair as I get tongued. Travis’ hand pushed my legs up further, squeezing my thigh as he made out with my hole. When he comes up for air, they kiss each other sensually and I jerk myself off while watching their connection. 

“Oh FUCK!” Sheldon dives into my hole. Travis gets up and straddles his husband’s back, grabbing my ankles and pushing me further back. “Oh SHIT!”. Sheldon’s tongue gets deep inside me.

“Who’s better?” Travis winks at me and I don’t know how to reply as a wet tongue swishes around my hole. “Do you want us to take care of that too? No pressure, like last time” He looks down at my rock-hard cock. 

“Yeah.” My face contorts as he places my ankles on his shoulders and grips my dick. 

Oh God it feels so FUCKING good.

“If you get on all 4’s I can suck you too,” Travis suggests. I nod and Sheldon comes out of my crack. I climb on all 4’s on the couch, and immediately feel Sheldon at my hole again. This time, my cock gets enveloped by a warm and wet mouth. 

“Oh! Holy fuck!” I moan out loudly at the sensation of being pleasured on both sides. 

“MmmmmmMm.” A sloppy and messy sound from my ass.

“Guh..Guh…” The sound of Travis deep-throating me and pushing his forehead into my abs.

I look forward to their cupboard, looking at photos of them on trips while I get pleasured by the two of them incessantly.  

Oh fuck….oh fuck…OH FUCK!

“This is going to make me cum,” I pant. This spurred the two of them on and they ate me up ravenously. “Oh fuck I’m going to cum. I’m going to CUM!”

OH FUCK!

OH FUCK!

I intuitively lift my head up to look at the ceiling and arch my back as I shoot into his wet mouth, opening my ass up for deeper tonguing as I spilled my seed. The duo moaning behind me was a turn-on as I came without inhibitions. 

I 

LOVE

this!!!

“Mmm…” I flinch when Travis comes off my dick with a slurp 

“Does his load taste good?” Sheldon asks. 

PTUI!

Searing hot liquid lands on my crack and then I feel Sheldon’s tongue lapping at my crack.

“Get it all,” Travis whispers and Sheldon’s face gets pushed deeper in my crack. A hand wraps around my cock and strokes me in the middle of my shaft. “Get this boy’s seed. All of it”

OH FUCK!

“I’m going to cum again,” I whine. 

“Yeah?” His consistent stroke coupled with his husband lapping my cum out from my hole is driving me wild. 

“Don’t stop! Oh fuck oh fuck oh FUCK!” I grit my teeth as he milks another load out of me, Sheldon’s tongue tonguing my pulsating hole. I break out into a laugh as I pass the intense orgasm stage and the two men laugh behind me. 

“To be that young and full of cum again,” Sheldon says. I hear them making out behind me. 

“Thanks for sharing,” Travis says in between their kissing sounds. 

I get off the couch and stand up to watch them kiss each other. They started to pull at each other’s clothes, and I knew what was about to happen next.

Do I stay?