off. A tongue licked a bead of juice from my cock. I was on my back with my legs over the edge of the bed and Trin then straddled me and rubbed his arse along my cock. Over his shoulder I watched Rolf strip, hold and stoke his own cock.

I was moved up onto the bed fully and then I was sandwiched between the two men. One cock pressed against mine and the other thrust between my buttocks. I lowered my hand and grabbed a cock. Mine was held and stroked hard. We became a writhing mass of flesh. Sucking cocks and mouths and fondling balls and 69ing while a third cock pressed against my arse. We rolled and turned and found extraordinary combinations of groupings and suckings and kissing. Two cocks in one mouth and then a circle of each cock in another’s mouth. We wanked cocks, sucking and licking bodies as we did. I thought I would explode.

As if knowing this, a voice said, “non, non.” I was dragged back down the bed with my arse on the edge and I was again straddled. Hands massaged lube on my cock and Trin lowered himself onto me and I felt my cock slide into him, deep until I could feel his cheeks against my balls. Not Yet!! Not Yet! I was exhorted as I hovered on the brink of a volcanic orgasm. I groaned as the warm and juicy arse worked up and down my shaft. It came to a stop and the man leaned forward with me in him. Rolf knelt at the edge of the bed, pushed my legs up and between them had found his way into the same arse. The sensation of our two cocks thrust together in that arse was extraordinary.

“Ja!, Ja!” groaned Trin as the thrusting increased. Yes! I was immobile but felt as if I too was thrusting as the other cock slid against mine. YES! YES! “JA! JA”.

All of us now raising our voices in an ecstasy as the two cocks shot hot cum together into that arse and I felt the hot load of Trin’s cum shoot onto my stomach. The gasping and catching of breath was now the only sound, followed by moans and low chuckles. We were awash with sweat and cum as we slid into a comfortable huddle on the bed. Rubbing hands over sticky bodies and finding faces and mouths; kissing and laughing and stroking.

Almost glued together with juices, we lay for some time, coming down and I thought I was in a dream. After showering and refreshments, Rolf took me to the highway and as I raised my thumb for the next lift I knew that I had just had an experience that I would have to wait a long time to find again.

I have gotten it together in a threesome again and sometimes, in those heady days of the seventies, five and more. But nothing has matched that first exquisite time. How could it?