Swim Meat Night

"Hey, I got two large, a "Cheese Pleaser" with black olive, pepper and tomato, and a "Big Meaty." Of course, that was a must for the occasion.

Adam came to the door, opening his wallet, "I got it, it's my turn to pay." He was wearing a white speedo and showing a hint of a semi, but the speedo was the dress code for Swim Meat Night.

The delivery guy was clearly distracted and checking things out. His eyes had dropped to crotch height, where he couldn't help but see dick print... it's what speedos do... and the reason we were wearing them.

My light blue suit displayed a thick, bulging ridge, barely contained by the taut fabric... If you're interested, the lighter colors always seem to show more than the darker colors.

Enamored with what the two of us were wearing, and our state of arousal, I don't think he blinked once. Rarely looking up, the guy handed me the pizzas, and he almost stumbled when he backed up to leave.

He could hardly tear himself away from our speedo-show, and I shook my head, smirking, "Didn't really get a gay vibe, but he liked what he saw... he's probably jackin' off in the car."

Adam grinned, "Yeah, I could see that."

We dropped the pizzas in the kitchen, and opened a couple beers, while I pondered keeping the pizza warm in the oven.

Adam was clearly enthusiastic about our speedo night, but he asked me how I felt about being bi, and straddling two worlds. It was a serious topic, but he was feeling a little untethered or uneasy, and shaking his head, "It's really wild when you accept the fact that you're not totally straight... but you're not totally gay either."

"Dude don't overthink it too much. I sort of took it slow in some ways, and leaped into it, in other ways. There's no road map... I just did what I was comfortable with."

I grinned, "When your cock's hard as fuck, it doesn't matter how you take care of it. It doesn't matter if you jack off, shove it into a girl's pussy, or a guy's, it's all about your cock... getting off and draining your balls. Just enjoy the ride and drain those balls!"

That's where Adam got totally focused on my speedos, going south with quick glances, but when he looked up, I smiled, "Don't worry... it'll work out... it'll all work out."

That's where Marty got home, rushing through the front door, "Sorry, I'm late."

"It's fine... your timing is perfect, the pizza just got here... dig in and I'll get you a beer."

"Guys, I'm not meeting our dress code here, and I need to grab a shower, before we start the movie."

Grabbing his hand and pressing it to the bulge in my suit, "This'll be waiting... but you go get your shower." I smirked, "We'll start the movie when you get the proper attire... grab some pizza before you shower."

He got this big smile and squeezed my dick, "Dinner, a movie... and dessert."

It was like five minutes before he was out, showered, wearing his suit, and drying his hair. We watched him adjusting his dick in the suit. He couldn't miss our stares, conspicuously rubbing it through the speedo, and grinning, "Like what you see?"

Marty's whole body was a mouth-watering landscape of firm muscle. Not huge, but toned and defined, his muscle flexed with his stride. As for the bulge he was displaying, I think it had Adam tongue tied, but I grinned, "Yes... yes, we do... get your ass over here so we can start the porn."

As hot as we all looked in the speedos, they didn't stay on a whole lot longer.

Marty grabbed another beer and parked next to me, rubbing his hand over the speedo bulge. Of course, I did the same to him, grinning, "Quick Adam, check it out... who's bigger?"

Adam smirked, "I know they're twins, soft and erect... so... whoever's horniest is probably bigger."

"Yeah, well thought out... you get to pick the movie."

"Well, it's gotta have some threesome action, and I've got it in my room... let me go get it... it'll be perfect!"

Sitting in the living room and watching gay porn, the three of us were buzzed on liquid courage and horny as fuck. We sat in near silence for like ten minutes, watching this hung jock getting spit roasted in a locker room. He was moaning into a big alpha cock, and getting pounded in the ass by an equally big jock.

With three guys groping and rubbing speedo bulge, it didn't take long for things to heat up on our couch, but I was the first to cave, pushing my speedos down. When it bobbed free, I got a roar from my peanut gallery, and Adam handed me the lube.

It bobbed heavy above my pubes, and it felt good, even soothing, as I worked lube over the hot flesh.

With Adam's eyes glued to the lube-covered cock, it was like he'd never seen it before, but I remember he moaned, "Whoa... fuck'n look at that!"

Marty noticed too, grinning at him, "That's my man... nice meat... huh?"

They were both rock hard and pitchin' tents... which is barely possible in speedos, but they quickly lost the suits, too.

When Marty's dick sprang out, it thumped over his abs in all its manly, veined glory. With the head swaying over his navel, it looked bigger than the pornstar-dick in the movie. Again, Adam noticed, "God damn... that's hot... and huge!"

All you could hear was the groans and grunts from the movie, melding with ours... as three very hard cocks were getting a good workout. Marty and I both stared at the screen, turned on by the hot threesome men, but I noticed my roommate checking out the action on the couch as much what was on the screen.

On screen, the dude getting the blowjob exploded in the bottom's mouth and finished with a couple shots over his face... of course, it was a big pornstar load.

Eventually, Adam broke the silence, looking at Marty, "Fuck, I can't believe how incredible your mouth felt the other morning. There's a lot of truth to guys being better at sucking dick than women!"

Marty smiled at me, nodding in agreement, "Yeah... but not all the time... Paige does a damn good job when she gives me head."

We both knew he was fishing around for a blowjob, but Marty was so turned on, he was incapable of turning it down. He always loved the way a hard cock felt in his mouth, and he grinned, leaning over, and sliding his lips down over Adam's cock. Grabbing the back of Marty's head, Adam moaned with pleasure, as he bobbed up and down the shaft, fully embracing his need for cock.

Ignoring the movie, but still stroking, I watched things play out in my own living room, thinking Swim Meat Night was already a success.

"Fuck... that's fucking amazing," Adam moaned, "just like wake and bate!"

Without missing a beat, Marty shifted to the floor and Adam eagerly spread his legs. He was on all fours and going after Adam's dick like there was no tomorrow... but I was mesmerized, watching his body flex, as he got into sucking the cock.

"Mmmm... yeah... all the way... oh yeah... yeah... all the way to the base... fuccccckkkkkk!"

Adam caught me staring at Marty's hot, muscled ass and I gave it a little swat, "That's some hot swim meat right there!"

Then Adam grinned, "Looks like you need to join the party."

Marty lifted his head, grinning, "Yeah, join the party... go for it!"

Marty went back to work, but my needs took over, reaching out to squeeze his ass. A gorgeous handful that I savored, knowing it was mine to use. It was firm, muscled and meaty... again, far better than all three jocks in the movie.

I stroked more lube over my cock and spread his ass cheeks to push some inside. I slapped my dick over his ass, "Mmmm... I got eight inches of swim meat for ya... eight rock-hard inches!"

I was leaking, throbbing and in need, when I poked it inside, going slow with gentle thrusts till Marty could adjust... but it didn't take long for him, because he needed it too.

I grabbed his shoulders, pulling him back to drive myself deep, with longer, deeper thrusts, "Oh god, that's incredible... mmmm... you're so tight... nice and tight!"

Getting it from both ends, Marty was in heaven and hard as a rock... and I reached down to stroke it. I loved having his big dick in my hand... it was so hot and manly... and huge.

Loud enough that it drowned out the porn soundtrack, the sounds of our sex bounced off the walls, with grunts, groans and flesh smacking flesh.

Marty pulled off and looked up at Adam, "Dude, I wanna drain those balls, but I feel like you still need some swim meat?"

Adam grinned, and nodded, "Fuck yeah! Swim meat... bring it on!"

I pulled out of Marty to change things up, but he protested, "Fuckkkk... I miss it already... put it back in!"

I thrust back inside, as Marty moaned, "There it is... fuckkkk, that's sweet!"

I kept pumping, but looked over at Adam, "Down here dude... I'll finish in the newbie! You're getting' the big guns now... sixteen fuck'n inches of swim meat!"

Marty looked up grinning, "Wrong Sherlock... were eight and a half... that's seventeen swim meat inches!"

"Okay... okay... seventeen inches!"

I stroked on more lube, before handing it to Adam, grinning, "You might wanna use this."

Adam eagerly took Marty's place on his knees and spread his cheeks for me.

"I'll take it slow... you ready?"

"Fuck yeah... I'm ready!"

I pumped inside and paused, as he moaned, "Fuck, that's big... but it feels good... so fuckin' good!"

That's about where Marty pushed his cock through his lips and paused, too. He high-fived me, grinning, "Swim meat's goin well... real well... don't ya think?"

I grinned, nodding, "Yeah... really well... I'm feelin' good!"

Then Marty said, "Adam... buddy, you thought that pizza was good... was it called the "Big Meaty? You got double the meat here... a Big Meaty Supreme a fuckin' Supreme!"

Gradually working my dick deeper, I was pumping super slow till it bottomed out, and I groaned, "Fuckkkkk... Adam... that's fuckin' nice!"

I held it there, balls deep... savoring the tight, gripping warmth, I let a few minutes pass as my cock throbbed inside him... just pulsing against his insides. We both felt an erotic man-on-man pleasure that was only just beginning and growing, once I started fucking him.

Driving it deep and grinding his ass, had him moaning into Marty's thick meat, sending a pleasured chorus of vibrations through Marty's whole body. I looked at him, grinning, "Yeah... yeah... yeah, this is fucking hot, dude!"

He nodded, "You got that right

We fucked Adam from both ends using his tight, muscled body, to pleasure ourselves... with seventeen inches of thick meat between us, Adam was feeling it, too, and moaning into Marty's big dick.

His big cock throbbed within Adam's lips, and Marty moaned, "Mmmm... yeah, make out with it... work that big dick... ahhhh... ahhhh... yeah, let me fuck yer mouth... yeah... yeah, just like a pussy... use your mouth like a pussy!"

Considering he was a straight man a couple months ago, Adam seemed to embrace a submissive role and servicing cock... even from both ends. He was a natural, squeezing and flexing around my shaft, working my cock just like a pussy.

Mmmm... it was an ass made for fucking, and I moaned, looking into Marty's eyes, "Fuck yeah... yeah... yeah... fuckkkkk dude, he's so fuckin' tight... ahhhh... ahhhh... ahhhh... so fuckin' tight!"

With skin rhythmically slapping skin, my balls slapped over Adam's ass... and it was hot as fuck. The room was filled with sex, a musky scent of sex, the pleasured moans, skin slapping skin and the sexy gurgles from Adam's efforts to satisfy Marty.

"Ohhhh god... Adam... goin deep... I know you like it deep... a big dick... goin deepeeeppp!"

"Fucccckkk... fuck, I'm getting' close!"

Marty grinned, "Breed it... breed his ass, Dude!"

Thrusting uncontrolled and breathing heavy, I was well beyond the point of no return. My hands dug into Adam's hips, gripping tight and driving as deep as I could, with long, satisfying strokes that pleasured every inch of my cock.

Once I felt it, I rammed my cock deep into his ass and exploded, grunting, "Fuckkkkkkk... fuckkkkk.... fuckkkkkkkkkkkkk!" My cock throbbed deep inside Adam, filling his ass with steamy, hot seed.

After blowing the load, I pumped him till the last pleasured shudders subsided, and I slowly pulled out, catching my breath.

As I did, some cum trickled out, and I grinned, "There it is... there's some of that load...

Yearning for some tight ass, Marty grinned, "Fuck... gotta have some of that... let me in there!"

Still sporting a firm semi, I collapsed next to Adam, and squeezed his ass, "Mmmm... that was hot, dude!" I looked at Marty's sexy grin, as he lined himself up, "And it's about to get hotter... Marty looks hungry... hungry for some ass!"

He grinned, as he pushed inside and started pumping into the fresh creampie, "Dude, that was a huge load... gonna put it to use it, now!"

Adam moaned, "Fuck yeah, pound my ass... and gimme another!"

Marty grinned as his dick pushed back inside, "You don't have to worry about that... a tight ass full of cum... I'll be lucky to last five minutes."

As Marty ramped things up with deep, hard thrusts, Adam couldn't help but jack his own meat. He loved feeling seed inside his ass, and even better, the warmth of Marty's manly cock using his ass. Delirious with pleasure, Adam loved the rhythmic slaps of flesh, the sound of the moans, and the ultimate pleasure of having a big cock mold and caress his insides.

"Ohhhh... godddd... your cock... ohhhh... ohhhh... just like Rob's... it's perfect... fucking perfect!"

Marty responded, "Dude, your ass is perfect... you ready... ready for a second load?"

I was just watching the action and stroking my dick when Adam looked at me, "I think it'll be three... he's fuckin' me over the edge."

Marty grins, "Fuckin' me over the edge... that's what I like to hear... uhhhh... yeah... yeah... feels good!"

Seconds later, Adam shuddered and moaned, spraying a massive load over the carpet. Then... hardly a second or two passed before Marty was doing the same. He grunted, ramming his cock into Adam, and pumping out a load, "Fuuuu... fuckkkkkk... yeah... yeah... fucccckkkk!"

For a few seconds, they were both in the throes of release, moaning together in a chorus of ecstasy. Then Marty pulled out and gave his dick a few final strokes, leaving just enough on my leg that I could feel the warmth and run my fingers through it.

When the orgasms subsided, they both collapsed, with Adam next to me, in the middle.

Bathed in the cool glow of two hot guys screwing next to a pool, the three of us stared at the screen. We were all buck naked, and the apartment smelled like a cum rag, and I grinned, still stroking a sizable erection, "I could use a cold beer... and maybe a night swim... if I can stuff this shit in a suit."

Marty laughed, "Bet we could help you with that... but I'll grab the beer."

Adam, lost in thought, didn't answer immediately, but Marty and I knew he was still in the clouds, happy with the thought that he got two loads in his pussy... two big loads of our satisfaction. Eventually he grinned, trying to hold it in, "Yeah, let's go for that swim, but I should probably go take care of this."

Marty handed me a beer, and looked at Adam, "Adam, the way you can take a dick is impressive... but go take care of shit and you got cold one waiting."

He grinned, "Thanks dude... happy to do it... anytime!"

He struggled to get up without leaking, but turned back to us, "Thanks guys for inviting me to Swim Meat... it was hot... and really good... wouldn't mind doing it again."

I grinned, "Adam, you're always welcome... most of the time."

He laughed, "Keep the beer cold... I'll be right out."

He was only in the shower for a few minutes, but he took a sip from his beer, and said, "I asked Rob already, but how do you feel about being bisexual?"

Marty was silent, and thinking for a second, before answering, "Speaking from experience, I think it's more common than what people think. Guys are always talking about women, and they drive big macho muscle cars and trucks, but it doesn't make them straight... I mean they're still checking out guys in the locker room."

He looked at me, took a sip, and looked back at Adam, "You know we started as fuck buddies, but it grew to something much, much more... just seeing Rob's meat, gets me horny." He grinned, "Not to mention having it in my hand or getting it inside me! I'd always thought of myself as straight... totally straight... desperate-for-pussy-straight... and checking-out-tits-straight. I'm still all that... but once, he slid that meat down my throat, everything changed... I've changed."

"When I suck that cock, and listen to his sexy-ass moans, I'm always rock hard and ready to shoot." He laughed, "Even without touching it, I can shoot... fuck'n hands-free... just from givin' my boyfriend a blowjob!" He went on, "Not totally out, but I'm free to be myself a lot more often... no more posturing as the manly stud, trolling for babes. It's a relief to be with a boyfriend but getting that hot dick and having him use me for his pleasure... fuckkkkk... I love it!"

Adam grinned, and nodded his head, "Damn, me too! I fantasize and think about both of you... I just need a big, thick one fucking and fillin' me with seed... you know? I crave it as much as pussy... I wanna worship it... and I wanna be fucked till I can't fuckin' walk, sometimes."

He laughed, "Pussy or cock, whatever you got between your legs, I'm there!"

"Adam... dude, you're in good company... you're in the right place, whether you're fully comfortable with it or not."

He nodded, "Guess, I'm getting there... I'm feeling good about it... getting better and better."

I smiled, "Now, let's go for that swim... I think I can squeeze my shit into a suit."

I lingered, watching Marty and Adam with their muscled bodies, dripping wet and gorgeous, glimmering in the moonlight. They were breathtaking in speedos, and my dick quickly overwhelmed mine, again. I could hardly control my lustful gaze, from following them around the pool.

I took a dip into the cool water, looking up into a dark sky, veiled with stars. It was calm and restorative to glide through the water... and I did a couple laps.

Fortunately, the water helped tame my erection, because two women from the northern-most building came out for a swim, too. I recognized them and greeted them as I lifted myself out of the water. They were both mechanical engineers, and graduates from my alma mater, something we had in common. They had the smart-sexy-thing going for them, but I forgot the taller girl's name... anyway we small talked for a bit, and I did my best to control the wandering gaze. Finally, Melinda referred to her roommate as Gina, and I smiled, "That's right... Gina and Melinda... sorry Gina I'm terrible with names."

She laughed, "Same here... no worries... but we remember you guys as Illini Rob and Iowa State Adam... but we don't know the other guy."

"That is brilliant... I like that. Well, Illini Gina and Illini Melinda... that's Marty... Millikin Marty."

"Wow... my sister went to Millikin... I'll have to ask her if she knew a Marty."

We talked a bit longer, before they both eased into the water. I laid back in a chaise, sipping my beer while Marty and Adam finished up, and the sexy engineers did laps. I wouldn't dream of cheating on my girlfriend, but those two girls were definitely worth checking out.

Then I looked at Marty and Adam thinking about swim meat, of course... and even better, spending tomorrow morning in bed with them. I fantasized that I was pushing inside Marty till I was balls deep, and holding it there, and throbbing in the warmth... and then I started it all over, with Adam.

My fantasies even wondered back to Marty giving me head on Monday night. I remembered moaning as I held his head steady and flooded his throat... he eagerly slurped and swallowed every last drop till it subsided. His lips gripped the shaft, as I pulled from his throat, but he rewarded me with more tongue. I remembered moaning, "Ohhhh.. Martyyyy... fuckkkk, as his tongue danced over the throbbing flesh, and he milked every last drop from my balls.

Mmmm, a swim meat morning... and then I realized my erection was back, but this time it was under the towel. Despite the lingering arousal, I knew we'd all sleep very... very well.

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The next morning, I started the coffee and took the trash out. When I got back, I headed into my bedroom, I almost dropped both cups.

Marty and Adam were both on the bed, bent over and bare-assed.

Marty grinned, "Well, it's Saturday so we have time."

Adam chimed in, "Yeah, we've already discussed things... you just sit back and let us ride... all you have to do is enjoy!"

Marty laughed, "We're calling it coffee and cowboys," but it wasn't long before Marty was on his knees, and I was thrusting into his mouth, forcing my cock deeper. He gagged and gurgled as it hit the back of his throat, but Marty lived for that, grabbing my ass and driving it deep into his throat.

And it seemed Adam was right there with Marty... admiring and lusting for it... he was mesmerized by my cock. His eyes followed every spit-soaked inch of the shaft, pumping through Marty's lips.

Marty pulled off and grinned, "What do you say we get to the cowboy part... but I'm first, I could use a good ride."

I took a sip of coffee, and nodded before setting it on the nightstand, "I'm ready... ready for some cowgirl... sorry cowboy."

Sinking back into bed, I sipped my coffee, and watched things unfold.

Marty moved up to straddle my legs, with his big dick hovering over mine, when Adam jumped in and put our cocks together using both hands and dragging his open mouth over the two heads. He acted like he was gonna do the impossible and take them both into his mouth. Obviously, that wouldn't work, and he started working his tongue over all that cock meat, but looked up grinning, "Let me just do this for a while."

I looked at Marty, "You got a problem with that... I don't."

Marty grinned, "Go for it... I like what you're doing."

He worked both cocks, pressing them together and stroking them with both hands. The mass of hard flesh, in his hands, was red hot, and alive with throbbing masculinity... it was a fantasy come true

Both dicks felt like steely, muscled shafts, standing proud and eager for what was coming. Adam savored all that cock flesh with slow, sensuous strokes; he wanted to experience every vein and every minute detail, with his fingers... with his tongue... and with his lips.

Watching the frotting wet dream unfold, I ran my hands up over Marty's muscled chest, and down over his rippled torso.

Adam stroked us for a minute or so, before looking into our eyes, "I think you're both ready for that ride."

Marty pushed the head into the warmth and impaled himself, settling into my lap, with a big grin, "Mmmm... that's sweet... sweet fuckin' cock!"

Then he teased Adam, with a grin, "Now you're sure you wanna ride? I could do this all day."

Adam grinned, "I'm sure you do, but move it along... I wanna ride daddy's swim meat."

Marty began rocking back and forth, his pussy clenching around my aching cock, while the caress of its girth sent pleasure through his body... it's long, thick, and digs deep into his manly needs.

His needs were growing, and he was stroking his big dick, till Adam leaned in and pushed his hand aside. When he slid his lips down over Marty's cock, Marty moaned, "Oh, fuck yeah... suck that dick... suck it! You'll get a turn, but I see you have a plan to speed things up... and... yeah... yeah... it's working... fuckkkkk... Adam... fuckkkkkk!"

Marty's eyes rolled back as Adam's mouth worked his cock with surprising skill... Marty and I've both enjoyed the fact that he's a quick learner... and he brings us great pleasure.

With his hips bucking up to meet an eager mouth, Marty's grunts grew louder, and Adam felt his cock pulsing closer and closer to release.

With each moan that fell from Marty's lips, Adam's own state of arousal grew; the idea of pleasuring Marty's big dick, thrilled him beyond belief. He pulled off with precum glistening on his lips and took a deep breath before taking Marty's dick as deep as he could.

I wildly humped up into Marty's ass, when I felt him shudder and throw his head back as it took hold.

With one last descent down the thick shaft, Adam felt it too, but he got to feel it swell and flood his mouth with manly warmth. Some trickled from the corner of his mouth, as he eagerly swallowed the reward... musky, swim-meat-goodness.

I calmly sipped coffee while they rode my dick, but I finished it off just in time to fill Adam with my load. I was able to hold off till he covered my chest with his, but watching them both ride me, made it hard to think about much else... but without doubt, Swim Meat Night needed to happen again... thank god tomorrow was Saturday... we needed the long morning.

With Adam resting in my lap, savoring the impalement and a warm load, I remember thinking, Swim Meat daddy and the boys are gonna need a weekend to recover from the weekend!

But then there was Wednesday night, when Marty was planning to stay the night. Maybe more Swim Meat... or... just forgo the speedos and go with what happened this morning. It wouldn't take much to have them bare-assed, bent over and ready when I get home from work.