drank to our fill and pulled off the dick we were working on, we fell back, panting and breathing hard as we did. I lay, looking at the two smooth demi-gods before me and was moved beyond words. I couldn't speak they were so incredibly gorgeous. Something like models in gay porno magazines, I suppose. They are always clean shaven and oiled down.....

Oiled down? Did I think Oiled Down? What a wonderful idea. As I sprang up and ran to the desk, I could see they were puzzled, but when I returned with my huge family sized bottle of baby oil, they got the idea.

"Now here's the rules," I said. "You can't put it on yourself but you have to be totally covered by the time it's over," I continued. They nodded comically and held their hands out. I let them work on each other for a few minutes and was incredibly hard in minutes watching these two men, who, by now I realized had done something like this to each other before, oil each other down. It was erotic, kinky and sexy as hell. They finished each other and went to work on me together until the three of us glistened in the lamplight. I got my camera out and we took turns photographing each other solo, and then together in sexy poses. The Polaroid’s rolled out and I got the brilliant idea to take some fuck shots.

The two of them seemed ok with that, and Terry mounted his teammate with great ease and began pistoning in and out of his smooth oily ass. I took several shots and finally had to put the camera down as I could not hold my hands steady. This was better than any porno movie I had ever seen, and I had to get in on the action before I spewed all over the place.

I came up behind Terry and rammed into his warm tight ass. We fucked in tandem creating a marvelous rhythm that had us all grunting and groaning loudly. Our six arms roamed each others oily bodies and the feelings and sexual tensions were just too much for words. Infuckingcredible is all I can say!

Without much pretense, I began pounding my fuckee, shooting gob after gob of hot sticky semen up his chute. I could tell from his grunting that he was filling Peter at the same time, and I looked around the slimy bodies just in time to see Peter fisting his load all over the floor.

When it was all over, we fell to the floor and took turns sliding all over each other and kissing. The passion wearing thin, we jumped in the shower and cleaned up, dressing after doing so.

As Peter and Terry left, Peter smiled and kissed me saying, "We will most likely need touch ups in a few days. Interested?"

"Of course, stud! You bring the razors, I'll bring the oil!!"