Ron looked back at Jon and said “Climb aboard, skinny, this train’s movin’!” Jon threw himself across Ron’s broad, muscular back, and slid his own smallish dick into Ron’s almost-virginal ass. The weight of both of them on top of me was more than I expected, but I wouldn’t have stopped this for the world. It took a minute to get the rhythms established – none of us had ever tried this before – but it all worked out and soon Ron was pounding me while Jon was slamming into Ron. Ron was fucking me so fast and furious that Jon figured out to just hold himself tight against Ron and let Ron’s own back-and-forth motion do the work for both. In the meantime, Ron’s hard abs were pressing my own hardon into my own taut belly, and my balls soon responded, spurting cum up Ron’s hairy, sculpted chest. This set Ron off inside me, and his clenching asscheeks brought Jon to a thundering, screaming, climax.

They both rolled of on either side of me, all of us panting, sweaty, and sticky-slick with cum. We sucked, and nibbled, and stroked, and pinched whatever body parts we could reach on whomever we could reach. Our legs, feet, arms, hands, and tongues were intertwined in a kaleidoscope of fast-shifting combinations.

Of course, we were all three hard again in minutes. Ron was on his back, and Jon climbed on top of him, and lowered his skinny ass onto Ron’s flagpole. Jon leaned back, his knees on either side of Ron’s waist. Both of Jon’s arms were stretched out behind him, holding Ron’s ankles, and he looked at me and said, “Climb aboard!” Jon’s cock was jutting straight up, so I knelt facing him, and lowered my asscheecks onto his tool just as he had done to Ron. Ron in turn pushed himself up on his left arm, and wrapped his other huge paw around my clanging dong, and jacked me as I bounced up and down on Jon’s dick, while Jon was bouncing up and down on top of Ron’s.

We were all yelling and growling and snarling incoherently, and the air we were breathing was so full of testosterone there was almost no room left for oxygen. Ron (of course) shot first again, but this time he stayed hard, and Jon and I continued our frantic lap-dances. Jon finally impaled himself down to Ron’s brownish-blonde, silky pubes, and grabbed my ass and arched himself up inside me, and exploded his load into my hot shit chute. Ron kept stroking me as Jon writhed with his firestorm, and soon I was spraying Jon’s chest, face, and hair like a fire hose loaded with thick, creamy cum.

We collapsed on the bed again, and Ron looked at Jon and said, “I didn’t know you fucked guys” and Jon pointed at me and said, “He was the first. I didn’t know that you let guys fuck you.”

Ron jerked his thumb at me and said, “He was the first!” And they both started pummeling me, one on either side, and yelling “You’re number one! You’re