Threesomes

Matt and I went to the sauna, last night and picked up a pretty wog boy. Big brown eyes and a keen attitude. Handsome face, nice arse.

We'd had a shit load of meth, Penny bought it over, Saturday morning. Her treat, 'cause I'd been so good to her. 

I’d been good to her? What? I didn't throw her out of the house when she lived here when couldn't even grasp the smallest shred of consideration for her fellow human beings. We’d wake up with stoners and druggies Sunday morning on our couch who Penny had bought home, the names of who she didn’t know, she having disappeared to her room leaving them to it. It took many repeats of this, and much explaining before she got it. 

I guess that’s what she meant, but, you know, who cares.

Pipe?

We had Viagra to counter the effects of the meth. It’s not that either of us really need it but, of course, it is just nice to know. Take a whole one and my head spins, much more so than on recreationals.

A pretty wog boy, who we took turns in fucking. He loved Matt and my big cocks, couldn't get enough.

He wanted to be split open. "Tear me apart with your hard cocks," he said. “You two have great cocks,” he slurred.”

I think he may have taken something.

He gasped for minute breathes, so it would seem, as we double fucked him. I was on my back, he was straddling me, and Matt was behind him. 

“Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” He shook. He dripped with sweat. He groaned. And pushed back as much as Matt and I pushed forward. He kind of chocked on nothing when we were both inside him. 

“Oh cum in me, cum in me,” he demanded. We both had on condoms, so he could fantasise all he liked. We looked after him properly. We both came up his arse, as he spasmed like a wild buck his big fat cock spraying me with his cum.

He wanted our number so we could do him again just like that, but, he was just Sunday night recreation, nothing more. You know, more fun than the Sunday night movie, not more fun than cuddling up with my boyfriend later.

He was nice though, his name was Anton.

Matt and I showered afterwards. The hot water was good, washing off all the stickiness. I think it is my favourite part of the sauna, those big showers spraying all over me.

We headed off into the night afterwards, the fresh air refreshing, and soothing.

I put my arm around Matt’s shoulders as we walked to the car. I felt so attracted to him and what we’d shared. Boyfriends who share together love together.