Well, here it is. A nice lazy Sunday morning and I'm sitting here at my computer. However, this is a bit different from previous times since I'm sitting on a heavy cushion with an ice pack firmly between the cheeks of my ass. And, this is what happened.

Some of you may have read the story of my first time. Since that first time, my lover, Rick, and I have had a weekly session; sessions that I have enjoyed tremendously. I thought that last night would be no different but that was not to be the case.

I arrived at his house at my normal time and as is our habit, we sat down in his living room to share a bottle of wine. After my second or third glass, I was definitely getting "into the mood" when Rick's doorbell rang. I was a bit annoyed at this since I was getting eager to go to the bedroom with Rick but I realized that there was little I could do. Rick answered the door and a guy about ten years younger than Rick stepped in and shook hands with him. Again, I felt a bit annoyed at the interruption and hoped to myself that the visitor would not be there long. Little did I suspect that this was an invited visitor and little did I realize what was about to happen.

Rick introduced me to his friend, Steve, and we shook hands and sat back on couch. Rick promptly disappeared and came back with another bottle of wine. Steve was a good-looking guy, thinner than Rick and more heavily muscled. Soon, my feelings of annoyance were over as we talked and drank more wine. After a bit, my head was beginning to feel the effects of the wine but I could still see that Steve was looking at me in much the same manner that Rick usually did.

At this point, Rick steered the conversation to the subject of sex and casually said to me, "So how long has it been since I've been into your sweet ass?"

Even with the wine, I was red-faced and replied, "You should know; I'm over here every Saturday night."

Rick just laughed and casually said to Steve, "He's one of the best pieces of ass that I've ever had."

Again, my face became red as Steve smiled at me and asked, "Is that right?"

By now, I was getting the feeling that the night was going to turn out different than previous nights, but again, I had no idea how different it was going to be. At this point, both men got up and sat down on either side of me on the couch. Rick took my hand and casually put it on his crotch. I could feel his cock, still soft, but large and inviting. "You know, it's really getting warm in here," Rick said to Steve and both men stood up, directly in front of me and began to disrobe.

As with my first time with Rick, I thought briefly of getting the hell out of the house but the combination of the wine (and some curiosity) kept me glued to the couch. In no time at all, both men were stripped down to their briefs. Then as if on cue, both men smiled, looked me directly in the eye and pulled down their last item of clothing.

Even with the wine, I visibly shivered. Both of their cocks hung lazily down, gently swaying back and forth as