More about my wild years when I was 18. I had been introduced to gay sex by a lecturer at college, and thereafter to his circle of same sex swingers. There was usually a party every couple of weeks and although there was a core of regulars who I got to know there were always a few new faces. Occasionally I used to get approached at these parties by guys looking to meet up separately and, if I liked them or it sounded interesting, usually agreed. There were a few showbiz types who attended and one chap who was a theatre director (lets call him Adam) approached me one evening to ask if I would help him celebrate someone’s birthday. I am no good at baking so assumed he wanted a bit more than a cake! He explained that he had an older ex who he was still very friendly with. The ex (Paul) and his current partner (Michael) felt that they were too old for the parties (both were late 50s or early 60’s) but more importantly Paul was on television and, whilst not a star whose name you would know, had done enough to be recognisable. Given this he felt that attending a gay sex party was too risky. They loved hearing about all the exploits that everyone got up to though and always regretted that they could not join in. His idea was that I could be their special birthday gift, and take the party to them! I have to say I was intrigued and readily agreed. A few weeks later Adam picked me up and drove me out to a very grand old house that had been converted into apartments. After we were buzzed in we climbed to the top floor with me carrying a bottle of champagne and flowers Adam had brought with us. On reaching the door of the apartment he told me to wait until called and went in. I could hear him wishing someone a happy birthday accompanied by lots of darlings and the sound of air kisses. Showbiz indeed! After a moment or two I heard Adam say he was going to fetch the present and reappeared in the hall. Taking the flowers and bubbly he told me to follow him. Inside the flat was large but fussily decorated, with photo frames on every flat surface. A silver haired gent was stood in the middle of the room. A little under average height and carrying a bit of weight, he was still recognisable to me, even though he was older than I remembered. His partner Michael was like him silver haired but slim, graceful and a little camp. Not surprising really as I found out later that he had been a dancer and choreographer. Both were smartly dressed and even at their age still handsome men. As Adam handed over the gifts Paul started to say thank you but then caught sight of me. Not surprisingly he had a puzzled expression on his face. Adam timed it beautifully, saying “Oh these aren’t your presents darling, he is.” Paul and Michael were still looking a little baffled as Adam asked me to say Happy Birthday. I walked over to Paul smiling, stopping close to him so that I could smell his cologne. “Happy Birthday Paul” I said, and bent forward to give him a kiss on the cheek. I moved as if to kiss the other cheek but instead kissed him full on the mouth. He was obviously a bit shocked and pulled back for a moment, but then had second thoughts and began to kiss me back. I heard Michael gasp and Adam chuckle as Paul wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close against him. I was already turned on by the whole bizarre scenario so my hard cock was pressed against him, making it very clear I was enjoying his kisses. Eventually we broke for air and Adam asked how he liked his present. “Very much” Paul replied with a bit of a tremble of excitement in his voice. “I’m afraid you cannot keep him” Adam continued “but I have a few errands to run, so you can have him all afternoon. His name is Tony and he's a very willing and obedient boy, aren’t you” “oh yes” I replied looking Paul straight in the eyes “I’m all yours, so do anything you want to do with me”. Paul’s eyes widened and without realising it he touched his crotch to adjust a noticeable bulge. I made a point of licking my lips as I looked down, to his obvious pleasure. Adam announced that he was going, and suggested with a smirk that Paul go to the bedroom to unwrap his present. Michael started to move to the door, saying he would pop out as well, but I stopped him in his tracks by saying “aren’t you going to come and play as well? There is plenty of me to share”. He didn’t need asking again and, after closing the door behind Adam we moved to the bedroom. At Paul’s command they both climbed onto the bed whilst I stood at the end. Paul was clearly quite dominant, and seemed to enjoy ordering me to remove my shirt, then shoes and socks and finally jeans. I had gotten out of the habit of wearing underwear so, as they dropped to the floor, my erect cock sprang into view. Both of them groaned in appreciation and Paul had me turn around so that they could look at me from all angles. As I had been undressing Michael had been rubbing his groin with one hand whilst doing the same to Paul, and both looked to have quite decent hardon’s of their own. Although I was enjoying following orders I was also hungry to taste these men. Thankfully Paul ordered me to climb onto the bed with them. He pulled his zip down and pulled out a very nice uncut cock. “Open your mouth and suck me” he ordered gruffly. I didn’t hesitate, but grasped his cock in my hand to peel back the foreskin before licking and kissing the shaft and helmet. At my first touch Paul groaned and he continued making noises as I took him fully into my mouth and began to suck him. He tasted wonderful, the musky scent of a man and sex, and as I used my tongue to stimulate him I also tasted some of his juices. As I knelt over him Michael took the opportunity to run his hands over my body, until at last it was my turn to gasp as his hand wrapped round my cock. I I lifted my head for a moment and Paul took the chance to get off the bed and quickly strip. I didn’t have time to watch him though as Michael pulled my face to his for a deep, intense kiss. He also smelt and tasted wonderful, and in the moments when his tongue was not in my mouth his teeth were biting and pulling on my lips. I had thought that he would have been submissive, but Michael was just as forceful with me as Paul had been, and once he broke off from kissing me pushed my head down hard onto his cock. He had obviously undone his trousers and been wanking whilst I had been satisfying his partner, and his uncut cock was jutting up, glistening with his juices. I only had a moment to admire it though before it was plunged into my mouth. I began sucking him, again using my tongue to work the head to his squeals of delight. After more of this a naked Paul climbed back onto the bed and pulled me to him for more kissing. This gave Michael the chance to strip and soon I was laying on my back between them, taking it in in turn to kiss them as I played with a cock in each hand. I was about to change position so that I could go down on them both, but Paul had other ideas. He told me to get on all fours, and grabbing some lotion from the bedside drawer began to lubricate me. I let out a moan of pleasure and anticipation as his finger stroked up and down my crack, and gasped when he centred on my puckered hole. I was always quite tight initially so there was some pain as he began to push more determinedly. I stifled my cries as best I could Though and soon he was able to insert his finger fully. As the pain lessened I was able to enjoy the fingering, and in between gasps I made sure to thank him. This seemed to spur him on, and he insisted that I call him Sir and thank him again, which I did. Whilst I was being fingered Michael had been lying on the bed, watching us and masturbating. I noticed this and managed to gasp out a request to let me take over. Straight away he sat up and knelt in front of me, shoving his cock into my waiting mouth. After a few moments like this Paul withdrew his finger, making me let out a gasp of shock. I let Michaels cock drop from my mouth to look behind me, and was thrilled to see enough Paul was rubbing more lotion into his swollen cock. When he was ready pushed the tip against my hole, teasing me until I begged Sir to fuck me. In response he increased the pressure. Although he had opened me up it still hurt and I could not help crying out. He paused for a moment but I managed to say “yes...please..”. Encouraged he grasped my hips in both hands and began to work the head further in until he had most of his length in me. Again he paused to let me adjust, then with slow strokes he began to fuck me. My pleasure was through the roof as he took his time, making sure I could feel every motion inside me, and from the noise he was making it was clear he was enjoying me as well. Now we were comfortable I returned to Michael. He had continued to masturbate was he watched his partner push his way into my arse, so his cook was wet, hot and swollen. He moved so that he was sat down with his legs splayed, allowing me to drop down onto my elbows and recommence blowing him. I was loving the sensation of being used in this way, even more so because they were so much older than me, and hoped me would continue for a while yet, but too soon Michael began to grunt and gasped that he was cumming. He tried to back away but I kept my lips firmly clamped around his cock to make clear to him that I wanted his cum. Happily he didn’t have any choice as the first spurt of hot spunk shot into my mouth. I sucked and slurped his load down, relishing the taste of his delicious juice. In response to all this activity Paul got more excited, and the speed of his cock pounding into my arse increased. As Michael rolled off the bed and stepped out of the room I could focus fully on Paul banging away into me, and encouraged him by begging Sir for more and harder. I thought he was building up to shooting his load but instead he withdrew and pushed me over onto my back. Ordering me to lift my legs up he now climbed between my thighs and easily pushed his cock back into my hole to restart the pounding. Now though he was able to lock his eyes on mine as we fucked. Michael came back into the room just as Paul started to speed up, and sure enough after a few more thrusts he cried out as he shot his load into me. His fingers were digging into my legs as he froze in place, eyes clamped shut and face red and sweating. Only once he was spent did he relax and pull his shrinking cock out of me. I let my legs go and relished the warm wet feeling in my arse. I was on the one hand satisfied with having had two cocks use me, but my own was still as hard as rock and wet with my own juices. As Paul climbed off the bed Michael climbed on and took my prick in hand, before lowering his head to lick and suck the juices from the head and shaft. Only once I was cleaned up did he go down on me properly, but it was worth the wait as he had a wonderful mouth and tongue. As Michael was doing this Paul walked round to were my head was. His prick had shrunk but was still wet with his cum and lube. I guessed what he wanted and lifted my head so that he could slide it into my mouth for it to be cleaned. I happily swallowed down his juice and found there was still a surprising amount left to be milked. A second taste of cum was enough to tip me over the edge though and I shot my load at last into Michaels mouth. After all this activity we were all wet with sweat and exhausted. I asked if I could have a shower and took my time cleaning myself up. My arse was quite sore from the lengthy pounding it had taken but in that delicious way that post sex pain can be. Although it was only 15mins since I had cum the combination of the warm water, being in a strangers home and soaping myself up meant I started to get hard again in a way that 18 year olds assume will always be the case. After drying myself I walked naked back into the bedroom to dress, but the bed was made and there was no sign of my clothes or the other two. I walked into the living room where Paul and Michael were sitting on the sofa in dressing gowns, with my clothes neatly folded on the coffee table in front of them. As I walked in both checked me out, and Paul said something about me not being shy. I laughed and said I liked men looking at me and did a little twirl. Paul said “we can see” and nodded towards my cock which was still semi hard. “Do you want me to do anything else for you Sir?” I asked teasingly. Paul said that, whilst the urge was there they were done for the day. However, he said with a knowing look, he hadn’t had a proper taste of me because Michael had been so greedy. I didn’t need any more encouragement and, as my cock rapidly went from semi to hard, stood next to Paul whilst he sucked my tool with his partner watching on and encouraging him. I had assumed he was going to suck me off to completion, but after a while he broke off and turning to Michael, told him to bend over. Michael obediently stood up, dropped his robe and knelt on the sofa next to Paul, facing away from me with his arms and head over the back. This positioned his slim arse at the perfect position level with my cock, which Paul guided into position. I was able to slide into Michael easily using just Paul’s saliva as lube, and felt him push back against me until he took my full length. Paul was watching this, telling us both what to do in an excited voice. Under his direction I began to fuck his partner, drawing my cock out fully, then plunging it back deep into Michael's arse, making him gasp with shock each time. After more of this I was told to start pounding him harder, and in response had to grasp Michaels hips so that I could thrust into him without pushing him over. I was grunting and gasping, getting closer and closer to cumming. Paul told me to warn him when I was about to cum. As I felt myself reaching the point of no return I managed to blurt this out to Paul. In response he quickly lent in and pushed me backwards so that my cock slipped out of Michaels arsehole. In a flash Paul had me in his mouth and with two or three thrusts caught the first spurt of my cum. He groaned deep in his throat as he swallowed my load, then worked my cock with his hand and mouth to milk me dry. It was only once he had swallowed every drop that he released me and leant back to give Michael a cum flavoured kiss. I was spent and my legs were trembling as I flopped down. I was able to get dressed but it still took several minutes and a cup of tea for me to recover fully. After that though we had to wait for Adam to return to give me a ride back. It could have been awkward but they were both really nice, interesting guys with an endless supply of stories. In fact I was genuinely disappointed when Adam did arrive an hour or so later. Both gave me a lovely hug and kiss as well as their thanks. On the drive home Adam was interested to know how I had got on. He encouraged me to give him more details until eventually he said he was too excited to drive any more and pulled over into a lay-by. With difficulty he unbuckled his trousers and, after pulling his hard cock out, ordered me to suck him off. I was happy to comply and after a couple of minutes of intense sucking and slurping he blew a sizeable load into my mouth for me to swallow with relish.