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Three Way For Dimo

by Eric Shun


Three Way Fun by Eric Shun I have a buddy whom everyone calls Mac. We have been friends for years and have often engaged in sex, but we could not be called lovers. We do a lot of things together and enjoy each other’s company. Mac will most often initiate any sexual activity because he lives alone in an apartment, whereas I have a straight roommate. My roommate knows I am gay, but out of respect for him, I have never had a partner in our apartment. Mac called me on a Friday afternoon and asked if I wanted to drive over to his place, have beer and watch a movie on cable. “Fine with me,” I responded. He asked me to come over about 6 or 7 in the evening. I bought a 12 pack and got to Mac's place a bit after 6. Mac answered the door wearing nothing but his briefs. I went in and immediately saw this hunk of a guy sprawled out on the sofa wearing nothing but a jock strap. "This is Dimo," said Mac. I said hi and shook his hand. I couldn't say a whole lot more for a few seconds because I had to take the time to look at this beefy guy. While Mac opened beers for us, I began to undress down to my undies and exchanged a few polite words with Dimo. He looked about the same age as Mac and myself, but where Mac and I are kind of average in build, this fellow was really built. Mac spoke and explained that this fellow was the son of one of his older cousins. He looked kind of Mediterranean in his general appearance: very handsome, and he had beautiful dark eyes. He was the same height as Mac and myself, but weighed around 190 or 200 pounds. And hair: he had jet-black hair cut short, and hair across his massive pecs. His butt was covered in short hair and his legs had a generous growth from crotch to ankles. He was muscled and had bulges all over his frame. Big arms, neck, thighs, calves...everything. We sat and drank beer for a while and Mac put on one of his favorite video tapes of a group fuck among men. As we watched, the three of us fondled our dicks and sipped beer. Mac spoke after a while and said that he had found out that Dimo was interested in having a frolic with a guy, but had never done anything like this before. I looked at Dimo and saw him blush slightly. He nervously shifted on the sofa and looked down at the floor. Mac and I kind of tried to reassure him that it was an OK thing and not to be worried about it. Dimo cleared his throat and said he was nervous, but was interested in trying things out. Mac stood and walked over to my chair and held out his hand to me. I stood up and put my arms around him and kissed him on the neck. I looked over at Dimo and saw him watching us intently. He put his hand to his crotch and rubbed his dick through his jock strap. Mac and I shed our undies and began to fondle each other’s cock. Dimo didn't stand, but instead lifted his butt and peeled the jock strap off. I saw his dick and was surprised to see a kind of short but fat cock. It stood up perfectly straight and bounced over a set of balls that had an ample growth of hair on them. Dimo took his dick in hand and began a slow stroke, watching us all the while. Mac knelt in front of me and put his lips over my cock and sucked. When Dimo saw that, his eyes opened wide and his fist sped up its stroke. I told him not to hurry things too much and wait a while before cumming, that we were going to help him get his nut. He nodded and stopped his stroke. Mac continued to slurp my root and I began to feel my asshole tighten up and pulled my dick out of his mouth. Helping Mac to his feet, I went down on him. Mac has a nice sized cock that fits my mouth really well. It is not too long and I can take it all the way down to his pubes. I did so several times and heard Mac whispering loudly, "Suck on it...yeahhhhhhh." Again I looked up from my task at hand and saw that Dimo was pinching lightly on his nipples. His nipples were dark and the tips stood out firm and hard as he fingered them. His dick bounced in time with his pulse and he breathed through his open lips. I could tell he was getting steamy from watching us. Mac and I had the same idea about the same time and stepped over to the sofa and sat down on either side of Dimo. He seemed a little reluctant as we crowded close to him. The heavy hair on Dimo's legs felt like silk. I ran my hand over his legs and looked into his half-closed eyes as he tilted his head backward slightly and took a breath. Mac put his hand on Dimo's dick. As he did, Dimo snapped his head forward and looked down at his crotch. Dimo let go with a very soft grunt and the muscles in his abdomen tightened. As he flexed, his back pressed into the sofa and his hips moved upward slightly. "Unnnnhhh..." he groaned and lifted his arms over his head. This caused his arm muscles to bulge out. His biceps were so large they brushed the cheeks of his face. His eyes closed and his mouth opened. It was obvious that it felt good. Seconds later, Dimo lowered his arms and cautiously took our dicks in his hands. At first, his touch was exploratory. I assumed he had never held another man's dick before and he was testing his own feelings and reactions. Then he became braver and fisted both our cocks and pumped them up and down. Mac spoke and said, "Feels good, man...feels GOOD!" I now reached across and put my hand under Dimo's nuts. They were heavy! My own balls feel small and light by comparison. Mac was starting to get his nut. I could tell from past experiences with him when he was getting ready to shoot. Mac usually came quickly once direct stimulation was put on his penis. Mac stiffened slightly as I have seen him do before. Mac is a silent shooter: he makes little or no noise when he gets his nut. That is what he did this time. I think it caught Dimo by surprise, because when Mac spurted, Dimo let out with a quiet little exclamation. Mac's load squirts pretty far and some of it landed on Dimo's leg and pubes. Dimo held his hand on Mac's pulsing penis and watched in fascination. Mac moaned and squirmed as he squeezed out the last drops. Mac then collapsed back on the sofa and relaxed for a few moments. Dimo's hand was still on my cock, but he had stopped jacking it some seconds ago. He then stood up from the sofa, turned toward us and lay down on the floor. Puzzled, I then watched as he pulled his heels to his butt and then lifted his legs. He was inviting a fuck! I took advantage of the moment and dropped down on the carpet and looked at his hole. Although his butt had a lot of hair on it, his anus was pink and free of hair. I moistened my finger and pressed it to his butt hole and as I did, I was surprised at the warmth. My dick jumped upward as I thought of the pleasure to come. I inserted my finger in his ass and felt the hot inside of his body. I turned my finger upward toward his dick and felt for the prostate. Gently pressing, I massaged it. A huge glob of pre-cum beaded up at the tip of his fat dick. It hung there for a moment and then slid down the length of his veined cock. More rubbing, more pre-cum. Dimo fingered his nipples again and closed his eyes. I could not stand the tension building in my balls and moved to place my dick in his ass. Using a bit of Dimo's lube, I added it to my own and put my helmet at his ass. He tensed and placed his hands on my chest and pressed back a little. I knew he was having a little pain, so I pushed very slowly and eased my dick into his hole. I gasped at the hot bath that my dick received in his ass. It felt incredible. Seconds later, instead of pressing back on my body, Dimo pulled me gently toward him. I began to pull in and out of him. Now Mac joined us and lay beside Dimo and put his lips to Dimo's nipples. Dimo's hand went to Mac's head and pulled him closer to his chest. Now I started to pump harder. I thrust inward and caused Dimo's body to slide backward slightly and as I pulled out, Dimo slid back toward me. His pecs shook as we fucked and he began to alternately grunt loud and then soft. "UNNnnh...unnnh...UNNNHHH...unnh." His fist went to his bouncing dick and he fisted it and pulled on it. Mac lifted his head and leaned back on his elbow and watched. Mac then looked at my face and saw what was coming and quickly moved behind me and put his hand to my nuts. He cupped them and squeezed lightly. My trigger had been pulled and I shot. My body arched back, totally out of control. I pumped my batter into Dimo's ass. Each contraction of my sex muscles caused me to grunt and thrust. After the last spasm, I looked down at Dimo as he reached once more for his dick. I knew he was ready, and instead of pulling out of his ass, I left my still-hard dick in place. Dimo spread his knees wide and jerked on his dick. Now he squirted. With one long and loud grunt issuing from his clenched teeth, he unloaded. One huge long string of thick cum spurted out of his dick and left a trail of goo from his pubes to his neck. I felt the rapid contractions of his ass muscles around my dick. They were rapid and very strong. A second squirt left his dick and fell a shorter distance over his abs. The thick hair over his chest held the thick load and the smell of his semen filled my nose. I began to ease my dick out of his ass. His sphincter involuntarily squeezed just as the end of my dick was all but clear of his ass. It caused my now softening dick to be popped backward to my nuts. The three of us then collapsed on the carpet. Minutes later, we single filed into the bathroom and washed our bodies, laughing and joking. Later in the evening, we once more got our cookies. This time however, was a little less passionate, but still just as much fun. I think it was more fun the second time around because we were all less inhibited. Dimo stayed in town another two weeks. The three of us had sex several times during that period. Mac tells me that Dimo will be returning to visit again in another two months. I am looking forward to it.

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35 Gay Erotic Stories from Eric Shun

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