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"Subway Threesome"

On a crowded subway, early one swelteringly hot summer evening, I was gripping the overhead bar with both hands, resting my head on my forearms, and feeling the rivers of sweat pour down my back and chest. The guy on the seat facing me was eyeing my crotch, just inches from his face. Tempting, I thought, but I figured I should just head home for a cold shower.

Suddenly, I felt pressure from behind me, against my hips. I inched forward to make room, but the pressure moved with me. So I straightened up and had just started to turn when he growled in my ear, “I'm going to eat your ass until your forehead caves in.” Then he placed both his hands on the front of my thighs and pulled my hips back into his crotch, hard.

Now, I’m a fairly big guy – six-foot-two, close to two hundred pounds, and in good shape – so even without seeing him, I knew that he was very sure of himself. Or did he just play games? The guy on the seat, facing me, was staring at two hands that weren’t mine closing in on a package he wanted. Then he looked up at me and licked his lips. A threesome with two strangers? The hunk behind me hadn’t missed those signals, and putting his mouth right next to my ear, he said, “What turns you on, boy?”

The guy on the seat heard that, and he slowly stood up, coming face to face with me, then shifted his eyes to the man behind me. In a voice just loud enough for us to hear, he said, “I’d like to suck him off while you fuck him.”

“Let’s do it,” the hunk said. “But you’re gong to watch us first. Okay?”

“I’ve got a play room,” I offered, “and the next stop is mine. You guys care to join me? Eric’s the name.”

“Carlos,” the hunk said. “You lead the way. Here boy, you get between us.” And we started squeezing toward the door.

Outside, “the boy” introduced himself as Steve – and he wasn’t a “boy”; he was nearly our size and age. My place was only a couple of blocks away, and I had a separate entrance to the basement, where I had created the play room. When Carlos saw it, he laughed, “This looks interesting. A sling. A bench for you to lean on. Wall-to-wall mattresses. And a pair of manacles for Steve.”

“You guys get acquainted,” I said. “I’m going to get into something comfortable. Won’t be long.” and I hurried upstairs, stripped and got into my chaps and harness. When I returned, Steve was naked, his arms held outstretched by the wrist manacles, and his long, thick cock was already getting stiff.

Carlos had stripped off his shirt and undone the top buttons of his jeans. It was too tempting. “Steve, watch me, I said. “This is how I want you to look after my cock later, when Carlos is fucking me.” And I opened the rest of Carlos’s fly buttons, pulled his jeans down and dropped to my knees to face the flaring head just inches from my mouth. As I licked the crown and ran my tongue around the rim and along the underside down to his balls, Carlos let out a loud moan. “Oh fuck, that feels great. Steve, if you’re half as good as Eric, he’s going to love it. Here, let me get these jeans off.”

While he was doing that, I moved to Steve, whose erection was now rock hard. I couldn’t resist, and I swallowed it all, in one gulp, to the back of my throat, feeling the giant crown swell even more, and he started pumping his hips. “That is so hot; I could blow my load right now.”

Carlos, who was now standing beside us, put the head of his cock right under Steve’s balls and squeezed his nipples. “We’ll get back to you later,” Carlos said, And I replaced Steve’s juicy shaft with Carlos’s, making love to it, sucking his balls, while rubbing my thumb over the giant head that had just left my throat. Carlos’s fingers were still latched onto Steve’s nipples. “Easy goes, guys, I wasn’t kidding about being close.”

Steve almost whimpered. “My turn,” Carlos said. “Lean over that bench, Eric. I want to turn you on my way.”

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