Toronto Trio

Toronto—February, 2019

The night after Fukd, I was horned—but I wanted something really different.  Going to the bathhouse didn’t hold much interest.  I craved connected play.   My host, Ashok or, as he prefers, Brown_Spice, thought we should set up my sling at his place and invite a third.  I immediately hoped Franklin might consider coming over.  Not too surprisingly, Brown_Spice and Franklin had talked online.  Both thought it was the perfect way for them to meet.

After dinner, Brown_Spice and I set up the sling and rimseat.  I never travel light; I had both in my trunk, never mind the questions that the custom officers might have….

Franklin arrived, having trudged through the light snowfall.  I answered the door in my jock and boots.  Brown_Spice was in his designer jock.  Franklin stripped down to his navy blue jock.  We all sat on the couch to the side of the sling, chatting and sipping hot tea or water.  In no-time, hands were on bulges, fingers caressing nipples…

The three of us are very oral.  Our fingers explore mounded cocks held tightly in place as we kiss first one, then another.  Soon there is a group kiss as three tongues meet.  My hands stray so that I have a finger on each of the other men’s ass crack.

My cock is sucked.  I suck the other two.  We slither around the couch, working our tongues up each other or over the dripping heads of our erect cocks.  Franklin and I take turns on eating out Brown_Spice’s hot ass as he kneels on the couch.

“Let’s get him in the sling,” I suggest.

Brown_Spice peels off his jock and eagerly get in.  I take some pictures. 

Franklin tongue fucks his hole.  I lean down and alternately lick his nipples or kiss Brown_Spice.

Franklin and I trade off.  I am now eating Brown_Spice’s wet hole.  My cock feels incredibly hard—like I haven’t had sex in weeks, instead of the rout I had the night before. 

Franklin and Brown_Spice change places.  I lick Franklin’s hole as Brown_Spice sucks his cock.  I burrow deeper and deeper.  I grease up my dick as I tongue him.  I am eager to get back in this man’s ass.

I stand up and slide into him, the first of many fucks that evening.  I let him adjust to me before begining a slow, sensual fucking of his ass.  Brown_Spice moves around to feed his cock to Franklin as he gets fucked.

We take a break and regroup on the rimseat.  I get underneath.  Brown_Spice starts on the seat as Franklin sucks my dick.  It is great to get deeper into Brown_Spice’s ass.  I tongue him for a very long time—before he stands up and Franklin takes his place.  Sticking my tongue into the hole I fucked makes me get harder.  I can feel Brown_Spice’s feet on either side of me.  He must be feeding his cock to Franklin as I ream him out.

Franklin wants to ride my dick.  He gets up and sits on me, facing the seat.  Brown_Spice sits back down.  I slide into his spit wet hole as he leans forward and kisses Franklin.  We are in that prefect triangle—all connected somehow.  The sexual energy generated is intense.

We go back to the sling.  I eat Brown_Spice’s ass as he jerks himself off.

It’s Franklin’s turn in the sling.  I fuck him until he shoots.  I lick up his load and spit some on my cock.  I slide back into him and begin a long, slow fuck…

(Tomorrow I will post Franklin's take on our play...)