The door was unlocked when I got there, the latch flipped over so that the door wouldn’t fully shut. Although it was afternoon, the room beyond the door was cool and dark, the curtains drawn shut, the aircon on what felt like full blast.
As I pushed the door slowly open, I could hear some rhythmic grunting, a soft whimpering and grunting, the slapping of body against body, the unmistakable sounds of sex. I was actually surprised that no one had heard it from the hallway, but then the hotel was pretty empty given the hour.
The only reason I’d managed to get up here was that reception had been instructed to let me up: the lady from the front desk had tapped her card in the lift, and pressed the button for the right floor, and told me the room number. She seemed not bothered by that - I wondered if this was a common request.
As I’d been instructed, I let myself in, shut the door behind me and got naked in the short hallway between the front door and the room proper. I was a little nervous, but I let my eyes adjust to the dim room.
The chat on the app had been quite direct and straightforward. The guy whose photo I’d liked was on a staycation with his boyfriend, and they were looking for someone to join them for fun. They were looking for a top, so we’d made arrangements for me to join in.
The scene before me looked like something out of a (say it with me) porn movie. Both men looked pretty hot, the bottom stocky in a hunky, muscular sort of way (as I expected from the photos we’d exchanged in the app) and the top thinner but still muscular, his abs visible and moving as he thrust into the guy lying face down on the bed, his ass clenching at the end of each thrust.
Both of them turned their faces towards me as I stepped forward, playing with my cock to help me harden up. I wanted to look good. The bottom’s face had that mixture of pleasure and pain that they so often have, and he was huffing out, softly moaning with each thrust. The top was grunting, too, in time to his thrusts, a nice steady rhythm, and he had a wicked smile on his face.
I had enough time to notice that there were a few condoms scattered on the bed next to the bottom, when it occurred to me that I recognised the top, Mike (not his real name) a friend of a friend that I would run into while out for drinks. And I knew that he didn’t have a boyfriend.
“So, this isn’t your boyfriend?” I said. I wasn’t bothered, but I did want to know what’s going on.
“Yeah, he’s gone to get drinks,” Mike said, continuing to fuck. The bottom, let’s call him Song (not his real name), moaned again. “They said they’d called someone else over, didn’t know it was you. Looking good, man.”
I was looking good. I’d been going to the gym regularly, and watching what I ate, and even managed to get some sun on the weekends down by the condo pool. I was in good shape, certainly more gymfit than either one of them, and by now, watching them, I was turned on enough that my cock was fairly full.
I climbed on the bed, and sat with my legs on either side of Song’s head, and he pushed himself up onto his elbows and expertly sucked my cock into his mouth, continuing to moan in time to the fucking. I stroked his hair, and wondered what people would think if they could see this threesome, one tan, fairly hunky guy getting sucked by an even more bulky bottom who was getting nailed by a leanfit top, all three smooth Asians.
Actually, I was quite curious, because rumour had it that Mike had a big dick. I’m not insecure about mine, I know it’s a good size, a little bigger than average, with a good thickness, but I do enjoy sucking on a big piece of meat. It was dark enough that I couldn’t see, but I imagined that it would be fun to get a mouthful of a big hard cock. About the time I was having these dirty thoughts, I heard the door open, but because of where I was sitting, I couldn’t see it.
Song’s boyfriend came into the room, holding a white plastic bag with a couple of 1.25l bottle drinks in it, and fortunately he wasn’t someone I knew, or even worse, someone I’d fucked. (Yeah, I know, I’ve fucked so many people this sort of thing was bound to happen.)
The guy who entered was tall, even taller than me, and handsome. Really handsome. Like model handsome. I learned later that he was mixed Malay and Chinese, although he looked Chinese to me. He said hi to me as he put the drinks down on the table, and pulled off the t-shirt and shorts he was wearing, stripping down easily to a dark blue jockstrap, which he also took off.
This guy (let’s call him James, also not his real name) was hot, smoking hot, could be a fitness model judging by his frame, but he had a dick that was on the small side, even though he was fully erect. It was thin, an even thickness all the way up to the cut head, which only flared out a little bit. It did point out in front of him, curved a little to one side, and it swayed as he walked over to the bed.
He pushed the condoms and lube to one side and climbed on the bed, kneeling next to Song and bending down. Song let go of my cock and turned to one side, so that he could kiss his boyfriend. Then James leaned back on his haunches and smiled at me and introduced himself properly.
I was figuring out whether to shake his hand or not, but by that time Song had gone back to sucking on my cock so I settled for stroking his hair again.
“So, three tops and one bottom?” I said, trying to work out the mechanics in my head. James laughed at me.
“No, I want that inside me,” he said, pointing at my crotch, and followed that up by turning on the bed so that he was kneeling facing away from me. I didn’t need an instruction manual. I slid to one side, grabbed a condom from the bed, tore it open and rolled it on (I was good and hard from getting fucked) and waited for James to finish lubing up his ass before I took the lube from him and slicked myself up. I moved forward a bit and James obligingly lifted his ass up so that I could tuck myself under him, and then reached behind with a hand to position my cock so that he could sink back on my cock.
My turn for some fucking: slow and steady, nice sensuous fuck as I ran my hands up and down James’ body, kissing the back of his neck as he leaned back against me, the whole time his tight ass was wrapped around my dick. I looked over James’ shoulder at Mike, who shot me another wicked smile.
“I want some of that,” he said, and we swapped. I flipped Song over so that he was lying on his back (and I could see that he was actually pretty defined) with his legs in the air, and I took him that way. James lay on his back next to Song, mirroring his boyfriend’s position, and so Mike and I fucked them both, while they turned towards each other and kissed. I noticed that Song was pretty hard while he was getting fucked, his dick actually about as big as mine. (Okay, sometimes I compare.)
And I got a chance to see Mike’s cock, which was not so much pornstar huge, but was definitely longer than mine, by a good two inches, although I think I was bigger.
Mike and I didn’t cum, and after a while we all stopped (Mike and I degloved) and we opened the bottles of soft drink (Coke and Coke Zero) and chatted a bit. Was an opportunity to discuss what we would do for the rest of the day - because we spent the day (and part of the night) together.
Song was a pure bottom, and James was vers - so to make things easier, I agreed to bottom, too. I don’t have the patience to write about it all in detail, so you’ll have to imagine how it went.
After our drinks, we went back to the bed for a bit of an oral orgy - to my satisfaction, I got to taste all three dicks, at one point three at once. I also lay with my head off the bed at one point so I could deepthroat Mike, while someone (I think it was Song) slurped on my dick. I also got sucked and licked and rimmed: my favourite part of that was James and Mike sharing my cock between their two mouths while Song rimmed my ass.
Took a bit of coordination, but we did a *lot* of fucking: James fucking Song while Mike fucked me (that long dick actually felt really good, although I stayed soft) and then James fucked me (which was okay, although he wasn’t big, because he was fucking energetic) while Mike went back to nailing Song.
James wanted to watch Song getting plugged, so Mike and I did him in turns, with the guy not fucking him getting sucked instead. And then when I fucked Song missionary, Mike took me from behind (James joined in at that point, kissing Song, and then sucking his dick).
That’s when I came the first time, and Song came, too. He decided he wanted to watch his boyfriend get fucked, so Mike (who was still hard, and hadn’t cum) fucked James facedown on the bed, while I took a break. Mike came, in James’ ass, but James was still hard, so while Mike took a break (and Song continued to watch), James took me missionary style, kissing me while he moved slowly in my ass, my hands tangled in his hair, heavenly.
At that point Mike decided he’d had enough, so he went to shower. James ordered some room service, and then after Mike left and the room service trolley arrived, the three of us showered (separately) and had some dinner.
The post-dinner sex was a little less frenzied, and both guys serviced me orally before James ate out my ass (I love getting rimmed) and then I fucked them both as they knelt, on the bed, face down, kissing each other as I moved from butt to butt. I finished with the guys sucking and biting my nipples while Song jacked me off until I shot, and I went to the shower to wash my own load off my body. When I came out, Song was on his back, with James on him, and they managed to stop long enough to wish me goodbye before I let myself out.
Damn hot staycation. Pretty sure everything was safe, and we used a lot of condoms and quite a bit of lube.
Wasn’t sure what I would do when I saw Mike again, but I figured it would be no big deal. I felt really tired as I made my way home so I crashed almost as soon as I got in.
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