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Erotic Comic Orgy Series – Chapter VII
“The Gentlemen’s Club Part I”, with Ernest Saillard (“from Aunt Pauline’s Secret”, Hugdebert), Charles Swann (from “Swann in Love”, Hugdebert) and James Hastington (from “Lady X’s Lust Captive”, Giovanni Degli Espoti)
Characters:
Ernest: (the man, of course)
Swann:
Hastington: (the light-haired with a moustache)(
“Well, gentlemen, how are supposed to do that?”, questioned James Hastington to his two friends, Ernest Saillard and Charles Swann, during a meeting of ‘Gentlemen’s Club”, a mens-only society, at Swann’s residence.
“Well, I never did such thing in my life nor had any turn-on for that kind of thing…” replied Ernest, a painter and artist.
The three men reunited for another meeting, where they shared their life, and mostly, their adventures with women. The trio was known for their extremely womanizing treats and for getting a very sizeable list of women they laid. It was a larger ‘club’, but some of their members often meet for friendly talk and tea.
But that Saturday afternoon wasn’t filled of bragging about the lots of ladies one encountered or sharing fantasies. That day, the three men found themselves engaged on trying to solve a puzzle: could they have the same desire as they have for ladies to another man?
“I don’t know why we are talking about that in first place?”, asked a semi-bothered Swann, trying to read a book and touching his chin, as being the intellectual he always was. “Just because of a dream from Hastington?”
The dream Charles alluded was brought public a month or two before that meeting. James never questioned his fond for women, being a man of position at British diplomacy. However, a dream where he had passionate sex with a guy made him question his sexuality and, also, bother his friend into joining him on a possible gay sex tryout.
“It wasn’t just a dream! It might be a sign from God!”
“I am aware that God is not much keen to send signs about men having sex with each other”, sarcastically commented Swann.
“Please, Charles…let a man dream… the only thing that bothers me is that James wants to carry both of us to his craziness”, replied Ernest.
“I am not crazy, you fools! You two are my best friends here at the club, the ones I can confide on sharing my deepest feelings and fantasies and must be the ones who can give me a help”, explained Hastington, trying to not get mad at the other two men.
“It’s just… we are not homosexuals, James. We like women”
“So as I! But, you two always say it’s good to experiment new stuff, don’t you?”, questioned the Briton. “And this is not something new to try?”
“You must calm down, James”, said the painter, before sipping his tea. “You are talking with people that never had any kind of lure towards the same gender. For us, is not easy to deal with that”
“That’s the reason I wanted to meet you. My bloody head can’t stop thinking about that and I fear that I cannot be able to sleep with females until I realize what I am”
“So you want to have sex with us to see if you are gay not? That’s preposterous”, argued Swann.
“It’s not preposterous, Charles. You are men that I can trust and understand what I feel”
Hastington was truthful on his words. Even if they, at some point, stood away from any kind of male homosexuality, they were two of the most tolerant people at the club. They wouldn’t toss away someone because of that someone having (or attempting to) a different lifestyle. Ernest and Charles would understand better the reasons than any other guy, and they knew it very well.
“So, let’s stop talking! Are you two in or out, gentlemen?”
Swann and Saillard reunited themselves for a minute, as they were doubtful about being with another man. James watched the two Frenchmen talk, waiting for a position from his friends.
“Are you two going to take that long for a decision?”
They didn’t take that long for that decision, and what they decided was…
“Well, my dear friend, we might not be the most keen to fuck men, but for a good friend, we can do anything!”, answered Ernest.
“So, you agree to be the ones to take my ‘gay virginity’?”
“You will disturb us with your dreams, and then there is only one way to shut your mouth up”, replied Swann.
Already satisfied, Hastington grinned and hugged his two partners, almost crying. Embarrassed, Ernest and Charles looked at each other, like if they were saying that it couldn’t be a bad idea after all.
“Just a single thing before we can move on: how can we start this?”, asked the intellectual Frenchman.
“I think we should be nude for a start”, answered Ernest.
With some hesitation, but without other viable option at their hands, the trio soon freed themselves from their clothes, and could see their naked bodies closely for the first time. The men were somehow hairy and with a great shape, despite their ages, also indicating they were charming and refined.
“Allow me to say that this is the first time I look closely to another man’s body”, noticed Swann. “Now I notice that, underneath our clothes, we are very similar”
“Indeed, my dear Swann. Looks like we don’t have many differences between each other”, pointed Hastington.
Most of that similarity the shorthaired man noticed came from their penises. They had roughly the same size and almost equally thick. Being the ‘chick-magnets’ they were, Swann thought their success with women wasn’t just sheer luck.
“We are naked, but what now? Hastington don’t have any idea of how to start?”, questioned the nearly-bald artist.
“Let me think”, sighed the long-haired Briton, touching his flaccid penis. He thought some stimulation could give him an answer, but his mind couldn’t come up with a thought able to bring the blood to make him hard.
The only solution was to jump into action. He laid Swann on the bed, and without any kind of questioning, started to lick and suck the Frenchman’s cock, being guided only by his instincts and his fondness of getting blowjobs. Charles couldn’t do other thing that let his friend do the job.
“What are you doing?! Uhhhhhh…”
“I am doing what I did in my dream”
The long-haired man looked to stimulate Swann through oral action, and the results went better than expected. Within a small frame of time, the intellectual went from pure flaccidness to a mild erection, which only grew as his cock being swallowed by Hastington.
“Ohhhh… God!”
“Mmmmm… mmmmphhh!”
James felt the consequences from his acts too. As he sucked the Frenchman, he could feel his penis tingle and reveal itself as a hard organ, stimulated by something he never did in his life, being himself an oral master with the females. But not only were those two the ones to show some enjoyment through cock hardening.
Watching the scene in his front, Ernest suddenly felt his cock getting hard. The feeling was, somehow, strange, reminding he is the persona of a bohemian ladies’ man (Swann being one as well), with gorgeous women surrounding him and giving him all pleasure he could handle. Feeling his rod erect because of a gay blowjob wasn’t something he could predict or even wish. However, he pondered on how amusing that moment was.
“Bugger! I cannot believe! Could I be aroused by that? Why? Could I be a hidden bisexual?”
He couldn’t have much time to think, given his arousal increased while seeing Swann moaning with James’ diligent oral service. The long-haired Briton soon noticed Saillard pointing his genitalia closer to the scene, while starting to get himself off.
“Ernest… I knew you would fall for it. Give me your cock!”
The painter couldn’t resist and soon Hastington took turns on blowing both dicks. He did it almost by instinct, probably reminding the times where he and another man shared a lady and trying to imitate how a female sucked those rods.
“I can’t believe I will say that, but you know how to suck a cock”, said Ernest.
“He sucks better than many of my exes, you got to believe it”, added Charles.
James Hastington continued to show his dexterity on the matter by taking sometimes the two dicks inside his mouth together, and his lovers seemed to enjoy it. Maybe it could be the start of something good between the three.
“Ohhhh! Come on, Hastington! Suck me like a whore does!”
“Yesss! Suck it! Have my dick inside your mouth, you filthy slut!”
The ‘cursing’ only teased the Briton even more, making he go deep with the double blowjob. Seeing him do that to the other men, no one could believe that he as a first timer at gay sex.
“Your cocks are divine, gentlemen! I wonder if I can take one of you inside me…”, praised James.
“If you insist, my overseas friend”, replied Swann, while patting Hastington’s back.
But that only happened when the Englishman felt it was enough of sucking. Well, at least for Swann, who put Hastington on all fours and decided to use his tongue and fingers to explore his first male asshole. Meanwhile, Ernest offered his cock for a continuation of his fellatio arts.
“I thought you were more hairy, James. Do you shave your behind?”
“None of your business, Swann!”
The long-haired man might not like the bohemian’s remark, but it wasn’t a reason for them to engage into harsh discussions. The short-haired Frenchman quietly used his best weapons on his task to know his ‘target’ better. One and then two and even three fingers went inside Hastington’s ass, bringing the Briton to the well-known pleasure shivers and planting himself to a new territory.
“Uhhhh…Swann! Ahhhhh! Dear Christ!”
Patiently waiting for his turn, Ernest played with his dick in front of a horny Briton, beating his face with it before the long-haired had his turn on sucking. Now, almost nothing could stop then on discovering more joys of male homosexuality.
After licking and fingering his lover’s butt, Charles tried to stick his cock inside Hastington the sweetest possible, obviously not wishing to ruin his lover’s night. The Briton gave a loud ‘grunt’ with Swann’s welcomed intrusion, not that unpredictable for his first time at bottom in anal sex.
“God, Swann. Don’t hurt me!”
“I am not hurting you, and I won’t be pleased if I do it so, then please stop complaining and take it like a man!”
There were never such ‘ironic’ words as said by Swann. James feared that he couldn’t take the intellectual’s dick inside me, but the Frenchman knew how to a woman in the ass, and he applied the same techniques with Hastington. From that moment on, the awkwardness feeling by Ernest and Charles was totally forgotten. They finally admitted somehow that doing a man wasn’t that weird for them.
“Look how Hastington takes that dick, Swann! He takes it like a whore”, commented Saillard.
“And it seems to suck like one, am I right, Ernest?” replied Swann.
The two Frenchmen seemed to enjoy their ‘bitch’, who delighted himself with both cocks they offered to them and seeing him moan and getting the best from that threeway. To make themselves more used to it, they had some mental pictures of them doing their girlfriends.
“Ahhhh! Yess! More, gentlemen! More! Ahhhh!”
Charles Swann mostly gave into his excitement, going on James like he was doing one of his girls. Seeing how much his British lover liked his cock filling himself, he did the best he could to keep that going on.
“Damn hot rear yours, Hastington”
The long-haired man answered with moans, requests and questions on how Swann liked his butt. Some of those were muffed by Ernest’s cock going in and out his mouth, something that Hastington didn’t mind.
“Seeing you fuck Hastington now makes me more horny to bang his asshole, Swann”
“Could be your turn next. I have other ideas about our fellow Briton”
Swann eyed to have a sample of Hastington’s inside his mouth and told him he would suck his cock. The British sit on the bed, while the short-haired Frenchman took a look on James’ organ before licking the tip and, then, swallowing it.
“Swannnnnnnnnnnnn! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Yess! Suck me!”
Not wanting to be out of the party, Saillard decided he could have another kind of taste and had his first gay kiss, pretty much like he did with Pauline, his occasional lover. For them, something new and pleasurable.
“Ernest, you should shave your face more”
“I am more used to that looks, James. Just enjoy the moment and kiss me”
The kiss went longer and soon Hastington returned to have the painter’s cock inside his mouth, pretty much amusing Swann, who encouraged himself to give in on his blowjob, something he even could think it was repulsive to him perform it in a man, but now having second thoughts about that matter.
“Now I wonder why women love Hastington. His cock is delicious!”
“Sit on my cock and ride me Swann! I want to show you how it is done”
The Frenchman took a while on answering the Britishman’s request, engaged on tasting Hastington’s. When he finished his ‘turn’, the long-haired man accommodates himself in order to help Swann get filled. Slowly, Charles found James’ penis inside his ass.
“Oh, My Lord! Uhhhh!”
At first, the usual ‘pain’, but Swann overcame it when starting to ride Hastington. The Englishman used his hands to keep the short-haired’s balance and to avoid he ‘ran away’ from the meeting. Ernest watched it eagerly while James kept savouring the painter’s rod.
“Ohhh! Yeahhh! That is so great! I cannot believe! Ahhhhh!”, yelled a surprised Swann, almost baffled on how he felt being fucked by another man.
But the stream of sensations wouldn’t finish that soon. After taking some time with Hastington’s mouth, Saillard offered his cock to Swann, which his throat accepted without complaining, and the painter amazed himself with his fellow countrymate taste for getting bottomed.
“Holy crap, Swann. Looks like you are one of those prostitutes humping a cock”.
In truth, everything on that scene build only more need of one getting fucked by the other. Swann sucked Ernest with amazing skills, still getting to keep James’ cock inside his ass and going deeper. If the intellectual man felt himself astonished with that, what you could say to Saillard and Hastington?
“Come on, my dear Charles! Fuck it, my Bitch! That’s it! Ahhh!”
That bedroom was filled of lust and everyone wanted to have a piece of the action, and there was still Saillard’s time to have a cock inside himself. That turn came both men laid his back on the bed and Swann opened up his legs, sticking himself inside the painter. Meanwhile, Saillard kissed Hastington before he went to give a blowjob on the Briton.
“You fuck really great, Swann! Now I feel how women are proud to know you…”
“You will like to know I have more for you if you want”
While his lovers enjoyed his body, Ernest masturbated himself, thinking on how those men were hot and even the prospects of doing it again with men. He was totally straight; nonetheless he learned that other men could please him as well.
“Ahhhh! Come on, Swann! Tear my ass apart! Fill it with your hot dick!”
“You talk too much, sir… please, have a dick”
Neither man knew when they would stop it, all excited to keep the gay action rolling. They decided to try new positions, such this one where Hastington sit on top of Swann, who in his turn, sit on Saillard, almost simultaneously humping each other, pushing one to do the other above.
“Ahhhh! Yeahhhh! Uhhhhhh!”
The threesome tried lots and lots of things, as Ernest had his ‘revenge’ on Swann, fucking him in all fours while he sucked Hastington. They tried the ‘train’, double anals and even other kinds of positions they didn’t even had with their women. But the cost of all that was they needed to finish that.
“I think I am going to cum, gentlemen”
“Me too…”
“How about we cum together? Would be delightful to share my orgasm with two hot men like you”
The recommendation came from Hastington, the instigator of all that. The threesome lay down, with Hastington between Ernest and Charles, masturbating themselves. Actually, it didn’t take that much for the manmilk spill from their cocks.
“Ahhhh! I am cumming! My God!”
“Me too! Ohhhhh! My Lord!”
“Ahhhh! Yahhhhh!”
Saillard, Hastington and Swann soaked their naked bellies with sperm, closing out what it would be their first gay experience, even better than they thought.
“Did you two enjoyed that?”, asked James.
“It was definitely… new. A little bit different from what I usually do, but I enjoyed”, answered Ernest.
“I hate to admit that I loved it. You two know how to fuck”, added Charles.
“Thanks. Myself I thought it would be difficulty, however it seemed that I was like a veteran”
“That was great… but what we are going to do now? We are naked and cum-soaked here”, questioned the painter.
“We could enjoy ourselves for a while. You know, talking about what we did and also about women”
“I think you are on, James. This whole sex thing kept me tired and my head is bugging me about if we might do it a next time”, pointed Saillard.
“I don’t know. We, we do enjoy women, but I guess we could engage in quality time with each other sometimes”, said Swann. “Anyone agrees with my suggestion?”
“If it’s for fucking your marvelous ass, I am always ready, Charles”
“Me too!”
The three men laughed before kissing each other and resting for a while, thinking on what things their threesome would bring to them next. And, of course, if they would have guts to inform their ladies about that new experience they lived...
THE END (of this chapter)
“The Gentlemen’s Club Part I”, with Ernest Saillard (“from Aunt Pauline’s Secret”, Hugdebert), Charles Swann (from “Swann in Love”, Hugdebert) and James Hastington (from “Lady X’s Lust Captive”, Giovanni Degli Espoti)
Characters:
Ernest: (the man, of course)
Swann:
Hastington: (the light-haired with a moustache)(
“Well, gentlemen, how are supposed to do that?”, questioned James Hastington to his two friends, Ernest Saillard and Charles Swann, during a meeting of ‘Gentlemen’s Club”, a mens-only society, at Swann’s residence.
“Well, I never did such thing in my life nor had any turn-on for that kind of thing…” replied Ernest, a painter and artist.
The three men reunited for another meeting, where they shared their life, and mostly, their adventures with women. The trio was known for their extremely womanizing treats and for getting a very sizeable list of women they laid. It was a larger ‘club’, but some of their members often meet for friendly talk and tea.
But that Saturday afternoon wasn’t filled of bragging about the lots of ladies one encountered or sharing fantasies. That day, the three men found themselves engaged on trying to solve a puzzle: could they have the same desire as they have for ladies to another man?
“I don’t know why we are talking about that in first place?”, asked a semi-bothered Swann, trying to read a book and touching his chin, as being the intellectual he always was. “Just because of a dream from Hastington?”
The dream Charles alluded was brought public a month or two before that meeting. James never questioned his fond for women, being a man of position at British diplomacy. However, a dream where he had passionate sex with a guy made him question his sexuality and, also, bother his friend into joining him on a possible gay sex tryout.
“It wasn’t just a dream! It might be a sign from God!”
“I am aware that God is not much keen to send signs about men having sex with each other”, sarcastically commented Swann.
“Please, Charles…let a man dream… the only thing that bothers me is that James wants to carry both of us to his craziness”, replied Ernest.
“I am not crazy, you fools! You two are my best friends here at the club, the ones I can confide on sharing my deepest feelings and fantasies and must be the ones who can give me a help”, explained Hastington, trying to not get mad at the other two men.
“It’s just… we are not homosexuals, James. We like women”
“So as I! But, you two always say it’s good to experiment new stuff, don’t you?”, questioned the Briton. “And this is not something new to try?”
“You must calm down, James”, said the painter, before sipping his tea. “You are talking with people that never had any kind of lure towards the same gender. For us, is not easy to deal with that”
“That’s the reason I wanted to meet you. My bloody head can’t stop thinking about that and I fear that I cannot be able to sleep with females until I realize what I am”
“So you want to have sex with us to see if you are gay not? That’s preposterous”, argued Swann.
“It’s not preposterous, Charles. You are men that I can trust and understand what I feel”
Hastington was truthful on his words. Even if they, at some point, stood away from any kind of male homosexuality, they were two of the most tolerant people at the club. They wouldn’t toss away someone because of that someone having (or attempting to) a different lifestyle. Ernest and Charles would understand better the reasons than any other guy, and they knew it very well.
“So, let’s stop talking! Are you two in or out, gentlemen?”
Swann and Saillard reunited themselves for a minute, as they were doubtful about being with another man. James watched the two Frenchmen talk, waiting for a position from his friends.
“Are you two going to take that long for a decision?”
They didn’t take that long for that decision, and what they decided was…
“Well, my dear friend, we might not be the most keen to fuck men, but for a good friend, we can do anything!”, answered Ernest.
“So, you agree to be the ones to take my ‘gay virginity’?”
“You will disturb us with your dreams, and then there is only one way to shut your mouth up”, replied Swann.
Already satisfied, Hastington grinned and hugged his two partners, almost crying. Embarrassed, Ernest and Charles looked at each other, like if they were saying that it couldn’t be a bad idea after all.
“Just a single thing before we can move on: how can we start this?”, asked the intellectual Frenchman.
“I think we should be nude for a start”, answered Ernest.
With some hesitation, but without other viable option at their hands, the trio soon freed themselves from their clothes, and could see their naked bodies closely for the first time. The men were somehow hairy and with a great shape, despite their ages, also indicating they were charming and refined.
“Allow me to say that this is the first time I look closely to another man’s body”, noticed Swann. “Now I notice that, underneath our clothes, we are very similar”
“Indeed, my dear Swann. Looks like we don’t have many differences between each other”, pointed Hastington.
Most of that similarity the shorthaired man noticed came from their penises. They had roughly the same size and almost equally thick. Being the ‘chick-magnets’ they were, Swann thought their success with women wasn’t just sheer luck.
“We are naked, but what now? Hastington don’t have any idea of how to start?”, questioned the nearly-bald artist.
“Let me think”, sighed the long-haired Briton, touching his flaccid penis. He thought some stimulation could give him an answer, but his mind couldn’t come up with a thought able to bring the blood to make him hard.
The only solution was to jump into action. He laid Swann on the bed, and without any kind of questioning, started to lick and suck the Frenchman’s cock, being guided only by his instincts and his fondness of getting blowjobs. Charles couldn’t do other thing that let his friend do the job.
“What are you doing?! Uhhhhhh…”
“I am doing what I did in my dream”
The long-haired man looked to stimulate Swann through oral action, and the results went better than expected. Within a small frame of time, the intellectual went from pure flaccidness to a mild erection, which only grew as his cock being swallowed by Hastington.
“Ohhhh… God!”
“Mmmmm… mmmmphhh!”
James felt the consequences from his acts too. As he sucked the Frenchman, he could feel his penis tingle and reveal itself as a hard organ, stimulated by something he never did in his life, being himself an oral master with the females. But not only were those two the ones to show some enjoyment through cock hardening.
Watching the scene in his front, Ernest suddenly felt his cock getting hard. The feeling was, somehow, strange, reminding he is the persona of a bohemian ladies’ man (Swann being one as well), with gorgeous women surrounding him and giving him all pleasure he could handle. Feeling his rod erect because of a gay blowjob wasn’t something he could predict or even wish. However, he pondered on how amusing that moment was.
“Bugger! I cannot believe! Could I be aroused by that? Why? Could I be a hidden bisexual?”
He couldn’t have much time to think, given his arousal increased while seeing Swann moaning with James’ diligent oral service. The long-haired Briton soon noticed Saillard pointing his genitalia closer to the scene, while starting to get himself off.
“Ernest… I knew you would fall for it. Give me your cock!”
The painter couldn’t resist and soon Hastington took turns on blowing both dicks. He did it almost by instinct, probably reminding the times where he and another man shared a lady and trying to imitate how a female sucked those rods.
“I can’t believe I will say that, but you know how to suck a cock”, said Ernest.
“He sucks better than many of my exes, you got to believe it”, added Charles.
James Hastington continued to show his dexterity on the matter by taking sometimes the two dicks inside his mouth together, and his lovers seemed to enjoy it. Maybe it could be the start of something good between the three.
“Ohhhh! Come on, Hastington! Suck me like a whore does!”
“Yesss! Suck it! Have my dick inside your mouth, you filthy slut!”
The ‘cursing’ only teased the Briton even more, making he go deep with the double blowjob. Seeing him do that to the other men, no one could believe that he as a first timer at gay sex.
“Your cocks are divine, gentlemen! I wonder if I can take one of you inside me…”, praised James.
“If you insist, my overseas friend”, replied Swann, while patting Hastington’s back.
But that only happened when the Englishman felt it was enough of sucking. Well, at least for Swann, who put Hastington on all fours and decided to use his tongue and fingers to explore his first male asshole. Meanwhile, Ernest offered his cock for a continuation of his fellatio arts.
“I thought you were more hairy, James. Do you shave your behind?”
“None of your business, Swann!”
The long-haired man might not like the bohemian’s remark, but it wasn’t a reason for them to engage into harsh discussions. The short-haired Frenchman quietly used his best weapons on his task to know his ‘target’ better. One and then two and even three fingers went inside Hastington’s ass, bringing the Briton to the well-known pleasure shivers and planting himself to a new territory.
“Uhhhh…Swann! Ahhhhh! Dear Christ!”
Patiently waiting for his turn, Ernest played with his dick in front of a horny Briton, beating his face with it before the long-haired had his turn on sucking. Now, almost nothing could stop then on discovering more joys of male homosexuality.
After licking and fingering his lover’s butt, Charles tried to stick his cock inside Hastington the sweetest possible, obviously not wishing to ruin his lover’s night. The Briton gave a loud ‘grunt’ with Swann’s welcomed intrusion, not that unpredictable for his first time at bottom in anal sex.
“God, Swann. Don’t hurt me!”
“I am not hurting you, and I won’t be pleased if I do it so, then please stop complaining and take it like a man!”
There were never such ‘ironic’ words as said by Swann. James feared that he couldn’t take the intellectual’s dick inside me, but the Frenchman knew how to a woman in the ass, and he applied the same techniques with Hastington. From that moment on, the awkwardness feeling by Ernest and Charles was totally forgotten. They finally admitted somehow that doing a man wasn’t that weird for them.
“Look how Hastington takes that dick, Swann! He takes it like a whore”, commented Saillard.
“And it seems to suck like one, am I right, Ernest?” replied Swann.
The two Frenchmen seemed to enjoy their ‘bitch’, who delighted himself with both cocks they offered to them and seeing him moan and getting the best from that threeway. To make themselves more used to it, they had some mental pictures of them doing their girlfriends.
“Ahhhh! Yess! More, gentlemen! More! Ahhhh!”
Charles Swann mostly gave into his excitement, going on James like he was doing one of his girls. Seeing how much his British lover liked his cock filling himself, he did the best he could to keep that going on.
“Damn hot rear yours, Hastington”
The long-haired man answered with moans, requests and questions on how Swann liked his butt. Some of those were muffed by Ernest’s cock going in and out his mouth, something that Hastington didn’t mind.
“Seeing you fuck Hastington now makes me more horny to bang his asshole, Swann”
“Could be your turn next. I have other ideas about our fellow Briton”
Swann eyed to have a sample of Hastington’s inside his mouth and told him he would suck his cock. The British sit on the bed, while the short-haired Frenchman took a look on James’ organ before licking the tip and, then, swallowing it.
“Swannnnnnnnnnnnn! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Yess! Suck me!”
Not wanting to be out of the party, Saillard decided he could have another kind of taste and had his first gay kiss, pretty much like he did with Pauline, his occasional lover. For them, something new and pleasurable.
“Ernest, you should shave your face more”
“I am more used to that looks, James. Just enjoy the moment and kiss me”
The kiss went longer and soon Hastington returned to have the painter’s cock inside his mouth, pretty much amusing Swann, who encouraged himself to give in on his blowjob, something he even could think it was repulsive to him perform it in a man, but now having second thoughts about that matter.
“Now I wonder why women love Hastington. His cock is delicious!”
“Sit on my cock and ride me Swann! I want to show you how it is done”
The Frenchman took a while on answering the Britishman’s request, engaged on tasting Hastington’s. When he finished his ‘turn’, the long-haired man accommodates himself in order to help Swann get filled. Slowly, Charles found James’ penis inside his ass.
“Oh, My Lord! Uhhhh!”
At first, the usual ‘pain’, but Swann overcame it when starting to ride Hastington. The Englishman used his hands to keep the short-haired’s balance and to avoid he ‘ran away’ from the meeting. Ernest watched it eagerly while James kept savouring the painter’s rod.
“Ohhh! Yeahhh! That is so great! I cannot believe! Ahhhhh!”, yelled a surprised Swann, almost baffled on how he felt being fucked by another man.
But the stream of sensations wouldn’t finish that soon. After taking some time with Hastington’s mouth, Saillard offered his cock to Swann, which his throat accepted without complaining, and the painter amazed himself with his fellow countrymate taste for getting bottomed.
“Holy crap, Swann. Looks like you are one of those prostitutes humping a cock”.
In truth, everything on that scene build only more need of one getting fucked by the other. Swann sucked Ernest with amazing skills, still getting to keep James’ cock inside his ass and going deeper. If the intellectual man felt himself astonished with that, what you could say to Saillard and Hastington?
“Come on, my dear Charles! Fuck it, my Bitch! That’s it! Ahhh!”
That bedroom was filled of lust and everyone wanted to have a piece of the action, and there was still Saillard’s time to have a cock inside himself. That turn came both men laid his back on the bed and Swann opened up his legs, sticking himself inside the painter. Meanwhile, Saillard kissed Hastington before he went to give a blowjob on the Briton.
“You fuck really great, Swann! Now I feel how women are proud to know you…”
“You will like to know I have more for you if you want”
While his lovers enjoyed his body, Ernest masturbated himself, thinking on how those men were hot and even the prospects of doing it again with men. He was totally straight; nonetheless he learned that other men could please him as well.
“Ahhhh! Come on, Swann! Tear my ass apart! Fill it with your hot dick!”
“You talk too much, sir… please, have a dick”
Neither man knew when they would stop it, all excited to keep the gay action rolling. They decided to try new positions, such this one where Hastington sit on top of Swann, who in his turn, sit on Saillard, almost simultaneously humping each other, pushing one to do the other above.
“Ahhhh! Yeahhhh! Uhhhhhh!”
The threesome tried lots and lots of things, as Ernest had his ‘revenge’ on Swann, fucking him in all fours while he sucked Hastington. They tried the ‘train’, double anals and even other kinds of positions they didn’t even had with their women. But the cost of all that was they needed to finish that.
“I think I am going to cum, gentlemen”
“Me too…”
“How about we cum together? Would be delightful to share my orgasm with two hot men like you”
The recommendation came from Hastington, the instigator of all that. The threesome lay down, with Hastington between Ernest and Charles, masturbating themselves. Actually, it didn’t take that much for the manmilk spill from their cocks.
“Ahhhh! I am cumming! My God!”
“Me too! Ohhhhh! My Lord!”
“Ahhhh! Yahhhhh!”
Saillard, Hastington and Swann soaked their naked bellies with sperm, closing out what it would be their first gay experience, even better than they thought.
“Did you two enjoyed that?”, asked James.
“It was definitely… new. A little bit different from what I usually do, but I enjoyed”, answered Ernest.
“I hate to admit that I loved it. You two know how to fuck”, added Charles.
“Thanks. Myself I thought it would be difficulty, however it seemed that I was like a veteran”
“That was great… but what we are going to do now? We are naked and cum-soaked here”, questioned the painter.
“We could enjoy ourselves for a while. You know, talking about what we did and also about women”
“I think you are on, James. This whole sex thing kept me tired and my head is bugging me about if we might do it a next time”, pointed Saillard.
“I don’t know. We, we do enjoy women, but I guess we could engage in quality time with each other sometimes”, said Swann. “Anyone agrees with my suggestion?”
“If it’s for fucking your marvelous ass, I am always ready, Charles”
“Me too!”
The three men laughed before kissing each other and resting for a while, thinking on what things their threesome would bring to them next. And, of course, if they would have guts to inform their ladies about that new experience they lived...
THE END (of this chapter)
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