The Boys Upstairs

I had just left college after yet another change of direction career-wise and had landed a job in another town in Lancashire which prompted another move. The flat that I acquired was a one-bedroom affair and above me was a two bedroomed flat occupied by Jim and Robert. It was no secret that they were gay and lived as a couple. But apart from the occasional greeting and nodding at each other when we met we had little personal contact.

That said, Jim knocked on my door a few days before Christmas inviting me for a Christmas drink at their flat. I had no pre-conception that anything would happen as they had no idea that I sometimes batted on their side. It was, l believed, a friendly gesture and I accepted.

An hour later l knocked on their door and was let in by Jim. It was a lovely flat, tastefully decorated and warm but no sign of Robert. Jim explained that Robert was working late and would be home soon and what would l like for a drink. Having asked for a red wine l was becoming uneasy about what Jim’s intentions were. I had no wish to come between him and Robert and especially living downstairs. The repercussions would have been horrendous.

I resolved to be friendly, drink my wine and take my leave but unfortunately, events overtook me and Robert entered the flat. He took one look at me and summoned Jim for a private chat. Obviously, he knew nothing of the invitation and what the hell was I doing there sitting in his chair and sipping his wine. Five minutes later both appeared and a sort of friendly chat occurred but I could detect an atmosphere and I was uncomfortable. The air needed clearing!

Grasping the bull by the horns l told them how l felt, about how uncomfortable l was and I didn’t want to come between them and ruin their relationship. During my rant l confessed that I was bisexual and understood the difficulties they faced being a gay couple. The atmosphere changed immediately and they both relaxed and smiled.

They said my summary was right and apologised, but they also wanted to know more about my bisexuality. So l told them about me living in a heterosexual world with heterosexual friends and occasionally stepping through the curtains and playing with the people on the other side. Once they were satisfied that I was nearly one of them a more relaxed atmosphere continued as we chatted and drank more wine.

Half an hour later l found myself alone in the room but about two minutes later in came Jim and Robert both smiling and told me that they had been practising massage with each other and would l like to have two masseurs. It took me a second to say yes.

I was led to the bathroom and disrobed by Robert, who took his time taking off every item of my clothing. To say it was exciting was an understatement. As he peeled each layer off me, my cock went harder and harder so by the time he got to my underwear it was a tent pole. It sprung to attention when he knelt down in front of my groin and pulled them down. I wasn’t surprised about what he did next, giving it a good rub while the water in the shower warmed up. Robert then took great delight in washing me down and paid a lot of attention to my private areas making sure my bum and cock were cleaner than clean.

I was then led to a massage table Jim had erected in the lounge and instructed to lay on it face down. Before l placed my face in the hole designed into these tables l noticed that both Robert and Jim had lost their dressing gowns and both stood proudly erect with very little pubic hair on show. My own erection was now pressed between my stomach and the table and my level of excitement had risen. The next thing I felt was four hands on my back quickly followed by warm oil being poured on it and hands moving up to my shoulders and hands moving down to my feet. A strange sensation, I wondered what was going to happen when they both met in the middle which would be my groin area.

That thought soon vanished as I relaxed into the massage. Muscles were being pummeled and stretched, my skin was moisturised and oiled to the extent that hands were sliding effortlessly over it and by the time they reached my bottom l wasn’t even thinking about what they would do but l soon found out.

There were now four hands on my bum massaging the cheeks and effortlessly sliding between them. It felt like they were taking it in turns to run a finger past my anus and each fly-past seemed to take a little longer than the previous one. Suddenly an invasion started and l was penetrated by a finger, delicately at first, but getting deeper as it appeared that they were taking it in turns to explore my depths. Something other than hands and fingers was being run between my bum cheeks and entered me. It couldn’t be that one of them had mounted me as hand placement would make that impossible. When I asked I was told it was a butt-plug and not to worry. I didn’t, but the level of excitement in me rose.

I was then asked to turn over and as I did so I was able to see Robert and Jim in the flesh. They were fit looking blokes with good size cocks and I reached out and managed to grasp both of them as they were on either side of me on the table. A few tugs from my hands and they both smiled. When they felt my grip loosening Jim moved up closer to my face. He was quickly followed by Robert and I was faced with two cocks pointing at each other and almost touching.

Too much temptation and I released my tongue from my mouth and proceeded to lick them in turn, for the next couple of minutes. Meanwhile, one of them had my cock in his hand and was gently but rhythmically wanking me too.

The massage wasn’t finished and we broke off after a few minutes for it to continue but apart from some perfunctory rubbing and squeezing of my muscles they were keen on the main course, my meat and two veg. While Jim concentrated on my nipples Robert concentrated on my cock. The sensation was fantastic and l was in sexual paradise and unlikely to hold out much longer but the boys seemed to sense this and broke off what they were doing to concentrate on their own needs.

Jim moved his cock towards my mouth and I willingly accepted it and sucked and licked it for all l was worthwhile Robert appeared to wipe my cock of its oil and suck and lick me but I also felt some pressure on the butt-plug being pushed into me.

Minutes later l was ordered off the table and onto the floor on my hands and knees and the boys swopped places. Robert’s wider and stubbier cock is thrust towards my face and I had to open my mouth wider than l had to for Jim to accommodate it. Meanwhile, Jim was at my rear end and I could feel the butt-plug being removed and replaced with something more real. Despite being on a sexual high l was worried about the safety aspect of what he was doing but relaxed when I felt the condom packet being thrown over my back towards Robert. I guess he wanted assurance too. I’m now being spit roasted by two guys that I hardly knew but loving it at the same time.

Jim’s cock had slipped nicely into me because the butt plug had opened me up and there was no pain or discomfort when he entered me. There was, however, the rhythmical thrusting of his cock into me and the consequence at the other end of me thrusting my mouth around Robert’s cock. Apart from the two of them seeking reassurance that I was alright and me replying with an affirmative moan and not wanting to speak with my mouth full, the spit roasting continued for a while and gradually picked up the pace. The thrusting became a pounding and the rhythm increased. It was clear that Jim was about to cum but what about Robert? My mouth was clamped around his cock and the pace of my thrusts increased as Jim pounded into me. Noises coming from both indicated to me that both were on the verge of cumming and I added my moans to the chorus.

Incredibly both Jim and Robert came within seconds of each other with loud grunts while I felt squashed from both ends as the pair gave a final thrust depositing a little of themselves inside me. The deposit Jim left in my bum was thankfully enveloped in a condom but Robert’s contribution was making its way to my stomach after his final thrust sent it to the back of my throat and I had no choice but to swallow it – a not unwelcome task.

The Boys upstairs were spent but I wasn’t. It was my turn to take control and they were told to lie on the floor with their heads next to each other while I knelt over them and proceeded to play with myself over their faces occasionally pointing my cock directly at one face or another. I couldn’t decide who was going to get the first squirt but I suspected Robert was going to get it after firing a sample of himself into me.

As I increased the speed and effort of my hand wanking my cock, my moans and groans started to become louder and both boys sensing this licked their lips and opened their mouths. My orgasm, when it happened, was met by tongues ready and willing to taste me as the first spurt flew from my over-excited cock onto the boys' faces making them blink. The rest l distributed as evenly as I could between them. Any landing near their mouths was eagerly licked up and swallowed.

Now all three of us were spent. As we came down from our sexual highs we chatted as we cleaned ourselves up and drank a little more wine and l explained how the evening was a great surprise to me as I had no intention of telling them I was bisexual.

Both Robert and Jim looked at each other and nodded and Jim explained that they and four other couples got together about once a month for a themed party and they were to hold the next one. Their theme was a Roman toga type party and if the others agreed would l like to be the servant and wait on the guests but only join in the activities when invited. Otherwise, I was to do as I was told, keep my hands to myself and just observe.

A Roman orgy. Who was going to turn that down? Not me!

The Toga Party

Robert and Jim were holding their party for their friends in three weeks and had asked me if I would act as the servant. It would be my job to meet and greet the guests and provide them with food and drink and generally do as I'm told. The one thing I wasn’t to do was initiate anything but wait to be invited. This party was a man to man, free for all, among five couples who allow their partners to indulge in all things sexual amongst the group. My participation was by invitation only but only after their refreshments needs were met first.

On the day of the party, l could concentrate on very little except what was likely to happen that evening. My cock had a semi-permanent erection all day thinking about the things I might see and even get to participate in. I decided that it was going to be the hairless look for me tonight and I spent some time making sure that my pubic hair and any other was removed from my body from the head down. This didn’t help to quell my excitement but added to it so that when I tried my costume on, which was no more than a white semi-circular piece of cloth that was wrapped around my body with a sash over one shoulder trimmed with gold, it instantly became a tent.

I arrived half an hour earlier than the first guests were expected to familiarise myself with where everything was and be there when the first guests arrived. My toga was slightly out of shape due to my cock's excitement but l noticed both Jim and Robert were exactly the same. I’d located where everything was and waited by the front door for the first guests to arrive. At this point, I’m not going to name everyone. I’m sure you’re not interested in names but what they get up to in this free for all.

Eventually, there was a knock on the door and l let in two tall and slim guys carrying their costumes in a bag. I relieved them of their coats and showed them to the room to get changed in. I have to admit that I hung around to get a better look at them getting changed and I wasn’t disappointed. Both boys were reasonably well endowed and already looking like they were ready for action. They smiled when they saw me looking and one of them gave his cock a few tugs in my direction. My toga became more tent-like.

More couples arrived and watching them getting changed increased my excitement. The gathering seemed very relaxed and friendly. It was obvious that they knew each other well and I spent the next hour offering food and drink to them and getting my cock felt numerous times as well as my bum being stroked. Their costumes were similar in many ways being mostly white but trimmed with various colours. Quite a few went for the over the shoulder sash type which showed one of their nipples and I noticed a distinct lack of body hair. Another tick in my box.

The sandals were impressive too as I noticed some of them would have adorned the feet of ladies. One or two people had actually painted their toenails in quite subtle colours and I wondered if this indicated their sexual position preference. It was intriguing to find out and l found out pretty soon that it was.

A game of Trivial Pursuit broke out but with some other cards piled next to the questions. These, it turned out were forfeit cards if they failed to give the right answer. It was fun to watch things like the loser having to sit on the lap of the other contestants for a number of seconds and be humped in a simulated way or to suck the cock of the person next to you for a similar amount of time. This encouraged those who were not playing to watch, and judging by their togas become excited by it. I plied the guests with whatever they wanted to drink and judging by the amount that was being consumed any inhibitions they might have had quickly disappeared.

Very quickly the gloves were off, or rather the togas were off, or were at least in some form of disarray. Little groups formed and a great deal of cock sucking was taking place. My eyes were filled with the sight of long ones, fat ones, thin ones and short ones, all being caressed in one form or another and as you can imagine it went very quiet as it's hard to talk with your mouth full. My toga completely lost its shape and I reach down under it and grab my cock and begin to caress it a little to add to the flavour of the evening. As instructed by Robert and Jim my next job was to scatter condoms and lube around the room and wait for an invite to join in. That wasn’t going to be difficult judging by the number of hands reaching up and stroking my cock. Bodies lay all over the room all lost in lust.

As if on cue one of the painted toenails was led by his partner into the middle of the room and made to get on all fours and suck his partner's cock while two or three others prepared themselves to attack the other end. Once wrapped and lubed the first one entered him which made him groan. The pounding from one end was having an effect at the other with the painted toenail almost swallowing his partner's cock. After a few minutes, the first one withdrew and was immediately replaced by another while number three waited patiently for his turn slowly wanking his rather large cock. I had to wait and see this and when eventually it was his turn l held my breath as he entered him. Surprisingly he slid into him easily but the painted toenail did let out quite a loud gasp but otherwise carried on as before.

This round Robin continued for some time and gathered a few onlookers who had stopped sucking the cock they were and concentrated on their own as they watched painted toenail take a pounding from these three studs. Meanwhile, toenail’s partner is berating the studs to ‘make the bitch have it' and encouraging them to try harder. Eventually one of them did and with one final thrust and a loud yell came deep inside him.

Toenail’s partner beckoned me over and indicated that I should have my cock sucked by toenail while he went looking for more adventures. So, perched on one end with my cock gripped firmly by toenail’s mouth l was able to watch the other two intruders pound away at the other end and eventually come deep inside toenail who collapsed onto the floor and demanded that someone suck his cock. Yours truly volunteered.

Robert and Jim had separated with Jim locked in a three-way suck off. Robert had found a willing bum and was busy pounding it. Underneath was toenail's partner licking the cock of the one being pounded and yes he was another toenail. There was a mountain of flesh everywhere most of it draped over each other. Cocks and cracks were all over the place and one cock that had still to cum found my crack as l was leaning over the other toenail trying to suck the life out of him. To be fair he was very gentle and eased himself in gradually. So once again I find myself spit-roasted but l was so sexed up l didn’t care.

The guy l was sucking pulled himself from my mouth, rubbed his cock to completion and sprayed my face with what seemed a lot of himself. While l was being pounded at one end another hard cock was being wanked in front of me and more cum is sprayed in my face. He was immediately replaced by another who did the same just as the guy pounding me came deep inside me. My face and throat were coated in this white stuff but I didn’t care. I needed to cum myself so l lay on my back and pounded my meat until I added more white stuff to my body. What l hadn’t realised was that there were two others that hadn’t spilled a drop yet but we’re about to, all over me. I now have enough cum dripping off me to paint a wall and l felt great.

The rest of the evening was spent naked by most of us, drinking and laughing with some more sex with those with a good recovery rate and it was a pleasure watching them have seconds. I went home very sticky but with a warning that I was supposed to return the following morning to complete my duties and clear up. This l was expected to do naked.

A pleasure!