The strange times we find ourselves in means most of us are taking a break from the causal scene. In light of that I thought I would raid the memory banks again and share some previous experiences. From comments and chat it seems a lot of folks dream of a threesome but surprisingly few have had the pleasure. Happily that hasn't been the case for me and over the years I have been lucky enough to indulge in all sorts of combinations, from MMF to all male orgies! This is one instance which sticks out, so to speak. This was about 15 years ago. I had been chatting to a gay, single guy called Paul. We were both eager to meet up but busy schedules and the fact that he lived over an hours drive away meant we struggled to find a convenient time. We were in regular email contact however and had swapped pics. so I knew that he was decent looking, 50ish with short greying hair, a slim body which he kept shaved and a very nice average sized cut cock, notable for its large mushroom head. He was very much into cruising and casual meets, and was quite happy, even eager to tell me about any encounters he had. I was travelling a lot with work at the time and so had a lot of time an opportunity for casual one offs with strangers in hotel rooms or cruising areas. It became our thing and we both started to look forward to hearing what each had got up to. It was no surprise therefore for him to email me one day with a detailed description of an encounter with one of his "straight" married neighbours! Apparently this neighbour had been going to local cruising sites hoping but failing to pluck up courage to engage with someone. On one of these visits he recognised Paul's car and after a search managed to find him in the woods. He didn't approach him but watched hidden as Paul sucked a couple of random guys off before getting bent over a tree trunk and fucked. Paul had no idea why the neighbour was suddenly much friendlier and seemed to flirt whenever they spoke over the fence but he was not one to miss an opportunity. It had all come to boiling point one hot summer day when both of them were in the garden and the neighbour home alone. The usual flirting had led to Paul inviting him in for a cooling drink, but plans changed when Paul offered rather more than just a glass of lemonade! From that point on they became regular fuck buddies, and as well as offering his willing arsehole to the neighbour, Paul also gradually introduced the neighbour to the delights of receiving as well. After a couple of months of regular reports and more pornographic e-mails Paul asked me if I could help them out. The neighbours wife was going to Ireland for a few days and so they would have lots of free time, which they were planning to fill with sex. The neighbour had been talking about wanting to experience a threesome and specifically to be spit roasted. Paul wondered if I would be interested? As it happened I was at home that weekend but had to work away the following week. I made an excuse that my meeting had been moved to the morning and so booked a hotel for the Sunday night. This meant I could spend a couple of hours at Paul's before driving down the country. Sunday late afternoon I pulled up in front of a nondescript bungalow in a cul de sac. As I walked up the drive the front door opened and there stood Paul. It was another hot day and we were both wearing shorts. He had a vest top on showing his slim, shaved arms and chest off, whilst I was wearing a loose cotton shirt. On entering the house I was surprised to note that Paul was taller than I expected. Not as tall as my 6, 5" but only a couple of inches less. As I followed him into the living room he asked me about the drive over and other chitchat, before stopping suddenly, saying "where are my manners" and leaning in for a kiss. His lips were very soft and up close he smelt of soap and a light flowery scent. His kiss was gentle but I was in no mood for little pecks, and as he started to pull away I put my hand on the back of his head and pulled him in, opening his mouth with my tongue. He responded with equal force and soon we had our arms round each other. kissing passionately as our bodies pressed together. I could feel his hard cock pushing and grinding against my own equally rigid prick, and it was tempting to just strip there and then. Eventually though we broke off and, after catching our breath, went into the kitchen to get a drink whilst he sent a message to the neighbour to let him know I had arrived. It was only a minute later that there was a knock a the back door. Obviously someone is keen, I thought. Paul went to let them in and I finally met Phil. He was mid 30's, average height, wearing short running shorts and a tee shirt. He was not a Greek god but not unhandsome and looked like he kept himself in reasonable shape. He gave Paul a kiss as he walked through the door but stuck his hand out to shake mine as we were introduced. I batted it away and said "I think we can do a little better than that" before pulling him in for a kiss. He seemed to freeze for a moment but as he felt my tongue touch his lips he relaxed and in a moment we were swapping saliva. Again our arms were round each other and, with his body hard up against mine I could feel the hidden treat which Paul had told me about. Paul was not to be left out and, putting his arms round us both we started a three way kiss. When two sets of lips were locked together the others were kissing necks or cheeks, and as our excitement turned into lust our hands began to roam and explore each others bodies. Before matters progressed any further we hurried to the bedroom. There was a large bed with a table at the side stocked with lube, condoms and wipes. As we stood at the foot of the bed Paul recommenced kissing me, but now also undoing my shirt and shorts, pulling them off until I was fully naked. As he lowered my boxers my erect cock sprang out, all 8" of it throbbing in anticipation. Paul cooed in delight and wrapped his hand round the shaft to give it a squeeze. As I groaned in pleasure at his touch he turned to Phil and asked what he thought. Looking over to the bed I saw that Phil had stripped off and was lying sprawled, legs wide open, staring at my prick with undisguised lust whilst slowly wanking an equally impressive cut hard-on of his own. Paul released me and I climbed onto the bed to entwine myself with Phil. Our kissing resumed with even more passion as we ran our hands over each others bodies. In only a few moments we were joined by a naked Paul, and soon the kissing and fondling became frantic. As the two of them lay side by side kissing I took the opportunity to roll over onto my knees between them, and taking a cock in each hand kissed and licked my way down their bodies, teasing them by skirting around their engorged pricks, enjoying their gasps and groans of pleasure. Both had broken off from their kissing and sat up a little to watch me as I worked on them, and I felt a tremble run through Phil as the tip of my tongue finally ran up the shaft of his cock until I was able to circle the head, taking my time to lick up the musky juices he was leaking. He was already groaning with pleasure but it turned to a whimper once I wrapped my lips around that shiny cut head and slid him as far as I could down my throat. I took a moment to pump his cock. using my tongue to apply extra pressure before releasing him and quickly doing the same to Paul. That big mushroom head was already leaking so much it looked like he had cum, so I spent a little more time cleaning him up before going down on him. Once we had started I alternated between the two, sucking one cock as I wanked the other. They were both enjoying my efforts and in between gasps and moans recommenced kissing. After a while though we moved around and I ended up lying on my back. Paul grabbed hold of my swollen member and was quickly working it with his lips. He took more and more in, clearly intending to reward me with what he had promised was his party piece; his deep-throating. Sure enough after a little effort he had his lips pressed hard against the base of my shaft with my full length buried deep in his throat. It was my turn to groan in pleasure, stifled to a degree by Phil kneeling at the side of my head and pushing his prick into my mouth for more sucking. As I was on my back Phil did most of the work, and I suspected from the speed of his thrusting that he would not last much longer. Not wanting him to peak too soon I turned my head to release his dick and pulled him down for a kiss. As Paul chose this moment to release me I pulled Phil over onto the other side of the bed until he was lying on his front. I sat up and manoeuvred around to his arse, kneading and squeezing what were I had to admit very shapely and firm buttocks. I bend down to kiss them, eliciting a gasp and tremble from Phil. Guessing that he was anticipating more I pulled him up to a kneeling position and parted his arse cheeks, enjoying the view for a moment before running my tongue along his crack. Sure enough he let out a strangled gasp of pleasure, especially when the tip of my tongue toyed with his cute little rosebud hole. Paul got up from the bed and picked up a triangular shaped cushion which he slid under Phil's stomach, placing his arse at the perfect angle. He tasted clean and soapy, and was so delicious that I spent quite a while rimming him before I slid a finger into his arse. He responded immediately, gripping me tight in a way which promised much when I eventually got to push my prick deep inside him. Whilst I was doing this Paul had moved to stand at the side of the bed. and Phil had pushed himself up so that he could take his cock in his mouth. I I had him pinned to the cushion with my tongue now in his hole so Paul did most of the work, thrusting his hips to fuck Phil's mouth. We remained like this for a while longer before I sat up and Paul came round to the end of the bed to admire the view. "I think I had better go first and prepare him before you" said Paul with a smile, pulling on a condom and rubbing lube into Phils hole. He climbed onto the bed and took his time entering but it was still obviously painful, as Phil gasped and cried out several times. Eventually though they made it and as Paul began to gently thrust, I knelt in front of Phil and told him "Its time for you to get spit roasted, piggy". Immediately Phil pushed himself up on his arms and opened wide to take my cock in his mouth. As Paul began to pound into him the motion jogged Phil forward a little, meaning I could fuck his mouth with the same rhythm. We stayed in this position for a while, until I was starting to think there was a danger of me cumming before I had a chance to fuck Phil, but then Paul started to speed up and began grunting. In a moment he shot his load, grabbing Phil's hips hard as he ejaculated. Phil also froze with his lips clamped round my cock, locked in place with pleasure. As Paul withdrew Phil cried out and flopped down onto the cushion, panting and sweating hard. Whilst Paul got off the bed I flipped Phil over and put the cushion under him again, lifting his legs as I did so to give me the perfect angle to penetrate him. His eyes were locked on me, wide with excitement and a little fear as I pulled a condom on and applied more lube to my dick and his glistening hole. As I pushed against him he still seemed very tight and I wondered if I would even be able to enter him, but Paul distracted him by climbing onto the bed and, pulling his condom off, pushed his semi- hard prick into Phil's mouth whilst telling him to suck it clean. Whilst he did as he was told he relaxed slightly and I was able to get the head fully inside him. Once in I let him adjust a little before beginning to thrust, gently at first but as he began to enjoy it, with increasing speed and force. Just as I had suspected his arse gripped me tightly and it was not long before I felt the pressure of my upcoming explosion. As I shot my load I too sank my fingers into the flesh of his thighs as waves of pleasure and relief washed over me. Eventually I was able to withdraw from Phil's battered anus, making him jerk and cry out once again. As I stood up I was trembling with effort and sweating profusely in the hot room, but before I could pull the condom off Paul jumped off the bed and knelt by me, removing it with care to leave as much semen on my skin as possible, which he then proceeded to lick and swallow with evident relish. Once he had finished his snack Paul climbed on the bed and replaced Phil on the cushion, lying face down with his arse in the air. Phil had clearly been here before and, taking a squirt of lube in his hand, rubbed it into Paul's arse before penetrating him with first one finger, then a second. There was no obvious resistance and, after a few twisting strokes, Phil withdrew his fingers and replaced them with that big, hard cock. Clearly they were used to fucking bareback as no mention was made of protection or effort was made to reach for the condoms. Even taking a monster like that didn't seem to phase Paul and they were soon pounding away on the bed, Phil really ramming his whole length in. The sight, sounds and smells were deliciously horny and although it had only been 5 mins since I had shot my load my cock was getting semi hard! Just at this moment though Phil started to grunt and with one final thrust he fired his cum deep into Paul. As they both gasped with pleasure Paul sat up and pushed back, ensuring that he received Phil’s full load but also pinning him in place. It was only when Paul moved forward that he was able to withdraw and flop back onto the bed, his spunk coated cock still impressively hard and rolling across his stomach. Paul shuffled around and quickly went down on him, evidently enjoying the taste of the cum fresh from his own arsehole. After all this exertion we were both exhausted and satisfied, so just stretched out on the bed and just chatted for a while. It was still very hot though so I was glad of the chance to have a long cool shower before getting dressed and preparing to hit the road. As I went back into the bedroom Paul and Phil were lying naked in bed, watching a porn DVD on the TV. Even though it had only been half an hour or so since he had cum Phil was already hard again and Paul was wanking him gently. On seeing this horny scene, in the room still reeking with the scent of our sex and cum, I found myself getting turned on all over again. Even though I suspected they were trying to tempt me into staying for more fun knew I had a long drive, so told them I was off. Paul jumped up and put on a dressing gown to show me out. I gave Phil a quick kiss goodbye on the bed and followed Paul out through the hall to the living room. At the door Paul thanked me from coming and told me how much they had both enjoyed it. He gave me a kiss which turned into a long french kiss. There was still a slight taste of cum in his mouth which only made me hornier still. Just then he broke off from the kiss and said "Its just a shame I didn't get you to fuck me with this" and squeezed the front of my shorts. His eyebrows shot up and he let out an involuntary "oooh" when he encountered my rigid prick. I could not help myself and let out a groan. There was a sudden determination in Paul as he said "right here and now", pulling down my shorts and boxers in one swift move. Flinging off his dressing gown he turned and bent forward, bracing himself against the wall and a radiator cover. I love unexpected moments like this so didn't need a second invitation. After spitting on my hand for lube I pushed my now throbbing prick against his hole. He was still a little greased up with lube and cum so didn't resist me. As I slid my full length into him Paul let out a deep groan, before begging me to fuck him hard. I responded and started pounding into him with fast powerful strokes. He greeted each thrust with a gasp, a "fuck yeah" or a "harder". Although I was not sure initially if I would be able to cum again so soon afterwards it was only a couple of minutes of frantic fucking before I felt the pressure build and I shot a load into him. Paul cried out loudly as I came, but as quickly pulled away and dropped to his knees to take my cock in his mouth and milk me of whatever load was left. Once I was drained he slumped back onto the floor, panting with exertion but a satisfied smile on his face and I, after tidying myself up and dressing, headed out the door with a grin on my face.