Warehouse Spank - Derek's POV

Jacob's Warehouse Spank--Threeway. Derek's Story

It was a Saturday morning. I had just finished my workout at the gym and was about to head into the steam room before heading home. I enjoy the steam room. It gives my ego a boost to catch the guys, all ages, checking out my physique and my 9 uncut inches. If the coast is clear, I can sometimes score a blowjob from an admirer in the steam room. That was my plan this morning, when as I'm stripping off my tight shorts and jock, my phone pings. I look down and see that I've got a text from my friend Ferguson. We hadn't chatted in ages, so I was intrigued.

"Listen man, remember my hot Hispanic friend I told you about? We talked about a threeway together?" Ferguson writes.

Damn, yes, I replied. Ferguson went on to explain that he had been spanking this guy for several months and that he planned to meet up with him that evening. He asked me to meet him out at the guy's warehouse. Said it would be safe. He said the guy wanted a spanking followed by a hard fuck. I was intrigued, so I agreed to meet them later in the evening around 7:30. Ferguson sent me the address of the warehouse.

All the way home I thought about what I had agreed to. I trusted Ferguson. He was a good guy. We had met years ago at the gym and had gone to get drinks a few times. Ferguson had also given me handjobs in the steam room at the gym and once he even blew me. I was a bit unsure about hooking up in a threeway with someone I'd never met. But Ferguson's friend sounded hot and it seemed like what he had planned could be fun.

After a long nap, I finally got up around six, had a snack, and started getting dressed. My shoulders and quads were aching after the workout earlier, so I did some stretches. Wanted to be in top form for what was coming. I threw on a pair of nearly worn out tight-fitting sweat pants and a mesh muscle shirt that revealed my pecs and nipples as well as my abs.

I found the warehouse pretty quickly. It was in a decent neighborhood, mostly residential but with a few small businesses along the main street. The warehouse stood on a side street between a vacant lot and a tire store that was closed for the evening. It was pretty quiet. Two cars were parked out front. I guessed they belonged to Ferguson and his friend.

I got out of the car and headed toward the barn door that led into the warehouse. There was a padlock but it was open. I knocked. A few moments later, the door slid open. Ferguson stepped out and extended his hand for a shake.

"Derek! Good to see you! Glad you could make it! I think you're gonna like what I've got planned. Wait til you see Jacob," Ferguson gushed.

Ferguson turned and I followed him into the warehouse. It was mostly dark but just enough light filtered in through some clearstory windows to make out a path through the cars and junk piled around. There was a thick smell of rubber and old oil, just like in my own mechanic's shop. Very familiar. I can't explain it, but that smell gets me horny.

I followed Ferguson around an old Chevy pickup and "Bam!" I couldn't believe my eyes. Ferguson's friend Jacob was blindfolded with an orange bandana and was bent over the pickup's tailgate, his wrists tied to the support cables. He was wearing a red tank top and small black gym shorts that hung half-way down his thighs. His ass had a nice pinkish glow that contrasted nicely with his brown skin. He was well-muscled with nice shoulders and biceps, well-formed quads. I could tell he spent time on the ellipticals cause his bubble-butt ass was in perfect shape.

Ferguson introduced us and explained that I was there to help them out. I wasn't sure yet, how that was going to go, but I was willing to play along. Ferguson untied Jacob's wrists and led him over to an office chair near the desk.

"Let's get you back into the chair," Ferguson ordered, "and let's get rid of those shorts."

Jacob pushed his shorts all the way down and slipped out of them. As he did so, he bent giving me a perfect view of his ass--hole, nuts and all. I was sure he was showing off for me. Ferguson was right about this guy. He was hot. And the pink glow on his glutes made him hotter. My cock began to stiffen immediately.

Ferguson helped Jacob back into the chair. It was one of those old wooden chairs that swiveled on rollers. Jacob climbed into the chair on his knees, his ass pushed out high, facing Ferguson.

"Come over here, Derek, take a look at this ass," Ferguson beckoned. "Think you could have some fun with that," Ferguson asked, spreading Jacob's ass cheeks apart. "Look at that hole," he continued, "nice and browny red and juicy."

Jacob shifted back and forth, wiggling his ass for us. His cock and nuts flopping below his round well-formed glutes. I reached over and ran my hand down Jacob's back starting from his neck and slowly progressing to the small of his back, then over each ass cheek. His ass cheeks were warm from the spanking Ferguson had already delivered.

Ferguson surprised the hell out of me when he reached into his gym bag and pulled out a butt plug and some lube, telling Jacob, "Daddy's got some surprises for you."

With that, he spread Jacob's ass cheeks apart, squirted a dollop of lube on his hole, then began teasing Jacob by running the butt plug up and down his crack. Jacob was moaning and whimpering as Ferguson massaged the lube into his hole with his thumb.

"How's that son?" Ferguson asked. "I'm getting your hole ready for what's coming later."

"Yes, daddy," Jacob replied with a moan. "Do what you want, daddy. Give it to me."

I wasn't sure what Ferguson meant by "what's coming later," but I hoped he meant that later I'd be slipping my niner into Jacob's hot hole. I was already pretty stiff but not fully erect.

Ferguson withdrew his thumb from Jacob's hole and replaced it with the tip of the butt plug. He worked the plug in slowly, pushing it in, then withdrawing it again, each time pushing it in a little more, giving Jacob's hole the time to get used to the plug's girth. It was one of hottest things I've ever witnessed. Then Ferguson pushed the plug all the way in. Jacob's hole seemed to suck it in.

Ferguson spun the chair around so Jacob was facing him. "It's time you got the belt now, son. Forty lashes." Then he bent down and kissed Jacob, shoving his tongue deep into Jacob's mouth and sucking on his beautiful full lips.

"Yes, daddy, give me forty," Jacob answered.

Ferguson pulled a wide black belt out of his bag and folded it in half. He then stretched it, popping the two sides of the belt together making a loud "crack" sound.

"Dang, you really gonna whup his ass?" I asked in amazement. I'd never been a part of any spanking, not since my pop whupped me the last time back when I was maybe twelve years old.

"I sure as hell am," Ferguson answered. "I wasn't kidding. You'll see how much he likes it. And I'm spanking for real, not just playing."

"Damn, okay. You guys get on with it. I'll sit back and watch for a while," I answered.

Ferguson spun the chair back around so that Jacob's ass was facing him, but he was facing me, his mouth just inches from my crotch. In the blindfold, Jacob looked so innocent. In spite of the blindfold, I could see he was handsome too. My cock was stretching my sweatpants, becoming a little uncomfortable.

Ferguson told Jacob to count the swats. Then he began lashing Jacob's ass hard with the belt. After each smack, Jacob responded, "Eight, thank you, daddy. Nine, thank you, daddy."

I couldn't take it any more. I was so turned on I had to release my cock. I pulled my sweatpants down letting my cock flop out, hitting Jacob on the nose. He stretched his mouth open. I shifted back and forth swinging my cock in front of Jacob while he tried to catch it. By smack number 17, I was feeding my cock to Jacob. He swallowed it avidly.

Jacob was somehow able to keep sucking my cock while replying "fifteen, thank you, daddy," and on and on. He was serving me really well, taking my shaft down to the hilt and also tugging on my foreskin with his lips. I was loving it! And so was my cock!

Ferguson continued laying down some hard swats with the belt. Jacob was taking it well, moaning and wincing, but still counting out loud after each stroke. Ferguson was really into it. He was focused on Jacob's ass, spanking him soundly, lash after lash, the cracking sound of the belt meeting Jacob's hot flesh reverberating through the warehouse.

The warehouse was pretty warm and I was heating up, watching the scene while getting an awesome blowjob by this hot sub Jacob. I was sweating, so I pulled off my mesh tank-top. I was mesmerized by the situation, getting a blowjob from a hot sub, who was getting spanked soundly on his bare butt by another hot dude.

Finally, Jacob counted out, "forty, thank you, daddy," bringing me back into the moment. Ferguson had already removed the butt plug that had been lodged in Jacob's ass. Then he removed the blindfold. Jacob looked up at me, my cock buried between his lips. Jacob was handsome AF, dark beautiful eyes with long lashes, full sweet lips and a square jaw, gorgeous brown skin. I'm normally not much of a kisser of men, but I couldn't resist and pulled Jacob off my cock, then bent down and kissed him passionately, forcing my tongue as far down his throat as I could. I released the kiss, then grabbed the back of Jacob's head with both hands and forced him back onto my turgid cock, holding him down for several seconds until he began to sputter.

Suddenly, I heard Ferguson asking, "You want this ass"? "Hell yeah," I responded.

Ferguson spun the chair around so that Jacob's ass was now facing toward me. His ass was glowing a bright red which was totally hot in contrast to his beautiful caramel-colored skin. His hole was relaxed and gaping slightly. My cock responded to the sight by standing fully erect, some precum beginning to ooze out the tip.

I stepped out of my sweats. I didn't want anything constricting my movements if I was going to pound Jacob's ass properly. Besides, it was beginning to feel pretty warm in the warehouse. I was already dripping with sweat. I could feel the droplets rolling over my pecs and down my abdomen.

"You ready for Derek to fuck you, son?" Ferguson asked Jacob. "I hope you can take it."

"Yes, daddy, I'm ready," Jacob replied. "I can take it."

Ferguson tossed me the bottle of lube. I squirted a fair amount onto my cock, spread it down the length of my shaft, also stroking a bit, getting myself even harder. Then I squirted a stream of lube down Jacob's crack and worked the lube into Jacob's hole with my thumb just as I had seen Ferguson do it earlier. Jacob was already pretty loose from the butt plug. I felt Jacob tighten his anus around my thumb. I knew he was ready.

I slid my cock up and down Jacob's crack. I wanted him to feel my girth and my length. Jacob was moaning and squirming a little. As I eased my thick knob into his hole, I heard Ferguson say "Brace yourself, son." I let my cock head rest in his hole for a moment. Jacob winced a bit and moaned. I felt his anus relax, then I slid my niner all the way in. Jacob's ass took my cock like a champ. I was so turned on, I began to thrust, pushing my cock deep into Jacob's gut, then pulling out to the tip of my cock, then thrusting back in again.

I looked up to see Ferguson feeding Jacob his cock. Jacob was slurping avidly, moaning and whimpering, but obviously enjoying having both his holes filled.

"Smack his ass while you fuck him," I heard Ferguson say, "he wants to feel your hand smack his butt as much as he wants your cock."

I followed Ferguson's instructions. With each thrust, I smacked Jacob's firm glowing cheeks with my left hand while I held onto his hip with my right, alternating spanking him on each cheek. Damn this scene was hot! I was stretching Jacob's hole, digging as deep into him as I could. Jacob was one of the few men I'd fucked who was able to take my full nine. I was loving the sights and sounds of my cock pounding Jacob's hole.

Ferguson egged me on, saying something like "Pound his ass, Derek, give it to him."

I was sweating profusely, which made the scene even hotter for me. I felt myself reaching the point of no return. Grunting loudly, I shot a wad into Jacob's ass, then I pulled out and shot three or four more ropes of thick cum onto his hot gaping hole. I heard Ferguson yelp and looked up to see him pump several shots of cum onto Jacob's face. I shoved my now semi-hard cock back into Jacob's hole, then slumped onto his back, exhausted. I could feel Jacob's anus clamping down on my cock and releasing again, like he was trying to squeeze out every drop of cum I could give him.

"How was that, son?" I heard Ferguson ask Jacob as I lay panting over him.

"Thank you, daddy," Jacob answered. "My ass feels so good."

Ferguson tossed me a towel from his gym bag and I cleaned myself up and got dressed again. Driving home I kept reliving the hole thing: the warehouse, watching Ferguson whip Jacob's ass, Jacob swallowing my cock, then me fucking Jacob like there was no tomorrow.

When I got home, I sent Ferguson a text. "Damn, that boy was HOT!!! Why did you wait so long to invite me? Next time, I want to try giving him the belt. When can we meet up with him again?"

Ferguson replied, "You seemed to enjoy yourself. I'll share Jacob's contact info, and you can make your own arrangement with him. I've got to go out of town for a week for work. Let me know how things worked out when I get back."

Awesome! I immediately started to make plans for my next hookup with Jacob!