For two years we have shared a 5-room apartment. It was a big step when we decided to rent together the large attic apartment that became available in their house.
Pao and Adam have been a couple for years and are happy together. The apartment is too expensive for one or two of us, but the three of us can easily afford it. Despite the fact, that we already knew each other well and liked each other, the beginning was a bit hard for me.
Watching two men kiss each other while making breakfast, or sitting on the couch in the evening in close embrace takes some getting used to.
Of course, they laughed at me when I averted my eyes every time they exchanged caresses, and eventually, I got used to it. I admit, it was the two of them who helped me get rid of my discomfort. Especially Adam.
He's a big guy who pays a lot of attention to his appearance and is obsessed with fitness. One night we were sitting on the couch watching a movie. Adam in the middle put his arm around Pao and pulled him close. I concentrated on the movie and pretended not to notice anything.
"If you keep sitting there stiff, you won't be able to move at all tomorrow," Adam said, putting his arm around me. "Relax and enjoy the movie." Then he pulled me to him and kissed me on the top of my head.
There was so nothing sexual at all in this gesture, that after a while I relaxed and devoted myself to the movie. More than a year has passed since that day and our friendly relationship harmonizes fantastically.
We like to go jogging together, we like to eat together, and the occasional caresses of the two no longer disturb me. Life with two gay men who pay a lot of attention to their appearance has good sides for me too.
I don't run around the apartment in my underwear, and I pay attention to my figure and my diet.
Yesterday was Pao's birthday and a Saturday. We went shopping together and planned to cook together and celebrate the birthday with a movie night and good food. The fridge was full of good ingredients, and we ordered pizza because Pao didn't feel like cooking.
After a few glasses of wine, I then dozed in Adam's arms and tried to follow the movie and the conversation of the two above my head. I must have fallen asleep because when I woke up again, I found myself snuggled close to Adam, who was warming me and watching the movie.
With my feet pressed against the couch behind Pao's back, I felt safe and secure.
Adam's large hand rested on my stomach, which he stroked, lost in thought.
I didn't even want to open my eyes. But I was hungry and had to pee. So I slowly got up and with Adam's help stood upright and almost awake. I was a little drunk, but only to the point that it made me feel good. I went into the bathroom. When I came back, I said Happy Birthday to Pao and bent down to kiss him on the cheek. I did it about 10 times this day and had a lot of fun, saying it again and again and again.
Then I shakily got up and decided to drink a glass of water and go to bed. The two of them could continue celebrating alone.
It was a long day and I had much fun. Now the two can have their fun.
Adam follows me into the kitchen and also takes a glass of water. We talk about our plans for the next day and drink water. As I wash out my glass in the sink, Adam stays close behind me.
I always liked his closeness, but this time he stepped back much too slowly when I try to turn around. He takes my braid in his hand and pulls down the elastic. My hair is all undone and I take the braid out of his hand and start to undo it before I would go to bed. I wave to Pao again and go to my room. Adam keeps talking and follows me.
It isn't unusual for him to come along. I just don't understand, why he is leaving Pao alone on his Birthday.
I go to my narrow dressing table to brush my hair before bed and Adam reaches around me to put the rubber band on the little table and puts down the half-empty glass of water.
There is a large mirror above the table and I look in it. I feel his body heat close behind me, and the memory of his hand on my belly comes back to my mind.
Adam is very good-looking and he knows it. His Blue eyes could effortlessly charm Pao, and I understood why.
If he wasn't gay, I would have tried something on him long ago.
My thoughts wander and then suddenly everything changes, but my brain reacts much too slowly. I freeze completely when I see in the mirror that Adam's hand pushes my hair aside, and his mouth approaches my neck to kiss me.
I see what's happening, but my mind doesn't give me a plausible explanation for the picture.
Adam is gay, and I am just a platonic friend for him. It makes no sense to me what he is doing. I take a breath to protest, but he lifts his head, looks at me in the mirror, and shakes his head in a gesture of denial.
I say nothing, still trying to understand.
His eyes bore into mine, and I realize that this is not an accident. Adam has not forgotten himself, he knows exactly what he is doing.
Do I want this?
I don't know.
His hand moves under my shirt and rests on my belly. He pulls me against him and I feel the muscles on his chest and his hard erection. Is he not gay at all? What is this?
"Don't worry, Pao knows," he answers my unspoken question.
I don't want this! I want him to leave! Now!!!
"Adam!", I say sharply, but his hand closes around my right breast and I gasp. I can't move. The small table in front of me, Adam like a rock behind me. Fear floods through me. Fear of my own body, which reacts so to Adam's touch.
"Pao will be here soon. We won't do anything you don't want." I can't get a word out. I haven't had sex in a long time and this is totally overwhelming me. What will Pao do when he comes? Watch? Join in? Do I want it? My head is spinning and this is not a result of alcohol.
Adam's hand slowly slides into my shorts as his eyes lock on my gaze in the mirror. When Adam's finger slides between my labia, I press my ass against his erection.
"You're wet for me," he states redundantly, grinning at me in the mirror. My hands brace themselves on either side of the mirror and I gasp again as Adam's finger slides into my moist middle. I close my eyes. I can't see his grin. When he takes his hand away and licks his finger noisily right by my ear, I reach behind me with one hand and into his crotch. Adam moans and puts his hand over mine to press it firmly against his hard cock. His left hand reaches for my breast.
"Take it off for me," he says, and it doesn't sound like a question.
I'm wearing a loose top with buttons down the front and a sports bra, also with a clasp on the front. His eyes bore into mine in the mirror again, and he rubs his index finger against my nipple through the soft fabric.
"Please.", he says, but there's nothing in his voice that sounds like a request. He reaches for a button and fiddles with it. Slowly and with a knowing smile on his lips. I want his hand where it was a moment ago and reach for the button with my left hand.
He does me the favor and grabs my breast again. His cock under my hand feels better and better. I unhook my bra and Adam slips it over my shoulders with the top back. At the height of my elbows, he stops and looks at my half-naked body in the mirror for a long time. He holds the fabric with his left and his right hand wanders over my aroused breasts. His right hand reaches through my shorts to my crotch and he presses his fingers firmly through the fabric to my middle as he pulls me tightly against him. I press my hands to either side of the mirror and my ass against his hard cock. Then he reaches into his pocket and hands me a condom so that I open it. I can still say no, but that's just theory. His touch is gone but not his eyes in the Mirror holding my gaze. I hear him get out of his pants and remember how he stroked my legs on the couch today, when I almost fell asleep. I hand him the open condom to the back and want to take off my shorts, but only manage to push them down to my knees as he pushes me back against the table. Then I feel his cock against my ass and his finger is inside me again. I press my hands against the wall as I feel Adam push himself behind me. He looks at me briefly in the mirror, giving me the last chance to say no, and then I feel his cock slowly slide inside me. He grabs me by the waist and moves carefully inside me. He is big and fills me already effortlessly. As he thrusts into me a little harder, a "YES!" escapes me. Adam's mouth lowers to my shoulder and I feel his teeth in my flesh.
"Yes.", I say louder now and he pushes his cock deep inside me. I want it, want it as bad as I can possibly want anything.
I put my legs as far apart as my shorts hanging around my knees allow and push my back through. Now he is inside me and his movements become faster and harder. I look at him in the mirror and smile. This is exactly how I want it.
Adam doesn't look at me anymore. He looks down at his cock disappearing inside me and moves hard and fast. My brain is not there anymore only my body being fucked so deep and hot. I feel every inch of his cock rubbing against my wet middle and I stare at his big silhuette moving behind me. I can't defend myself from the rolling orgasm. I come hard, and it shakes my whole body. Adam holds me in place, and I clench my vaginal muscles hard to keep him inside. I feel him coming, trying to hold my ground against his thrusts. His hand on the wall above mine he pumps into me like mad.
“Is it as good with Pao?”, goes through my mind. “Or is it better with me?”
I push the thought away as he finally slides out of me. He looks at me in the mirror, but I don't know if he can see anything. His vision seems blurry. After a moment, he kisses me under the ear and goes into the bathroom.
With trembling legs, and a little confused, I pull my shorts up and lean against my dressing table to stay on my feet. That was good, extremely good. I can really only hope that Pao was okay with that. Ruining their relationship would be the last thing I want. But what was it? Will he come back and explain anything, or he just needs to fuck a woman from time to time? I don't know what to do and should be angry, but I feel so good and the warm burning in my pussy disturbs my thinking.
The door to my room opens again, but it's not Adam coming in. I freeze like a deer in headlights. Then I cross my hands over my chest to cover my still naked breasts. What is going to happen now? Pao must see what just happened here. He smiles. That's a good sign I hope.
He looks so different from Adam. His tailed hair is way too long and his face is delicate and sharply cut. He is handsome. Handsome men make me insecure. He looks at me and I feel the need to get ready, straighten my clothes, do my hair.
But I am still covering my naked breasts and feel ashamed. I can't move or say anything as he comes near me. I want to say something, to apologize and, above all, to get dressed again, but Pao is standing close to me and looking at me.
My heart beats like crazy and time seems to stand still.
He was never the one who cuddled with me. It was always Adam. Pao sometimes kissed me on the head and didn't mind if I warmed my bare feet behind his back on the couch, but that was all. Now he reaches his hands to my shoulders and pulls me to him.
"All good cara.", he says softly. He has called me "cara" before but this time it sounds different. Serious, possessive, sexy. Then his hand reaches behind my head and his lips settle on mine. The kiss is soft and deep and goes through my whole body as his tongue pushes into my mouth. His other hand slides down my back, and he pulls me even closer. His dark eyes are open, but I can't meet his gaze.
I close my eyes and return the kiss. He notices my arousal and holds my head tighter. His kiss becomes more urgent. It is fantastic. What I'm doing here is wrong and I want to stop it, I need to stop it, but I can't resist. I can't think straight, and I hate it, and yet I can't break off the kiss. I don't understand what is happening and where the power comes from, that I feel in Pao, but I desire him like never a man before. But he only kisses me! I hear Adam come into the room and step next to us, but I can't break away from the kiss or open my eyes. My head is full of absorbent cotton.
The kiss breaks off shortly after and Pao turns me slightly to the side. I know that Adam is behind me, and now I feel the warmth of his body on my back. I slowly open my eyes. I don't want to look Pao in the eyes. He grabs my chin and says
"Look at me, cara." I lift my gaze to his face and see that he is looking at me quite seriously. No smile, no loving look. Just a stern examination of my face. I am ashamed of my passivity. I would not have let him kiss me just like that. I should not have enjoyed it so much. I feel weak and inferior and just as I decide to get dressed and wake up from this trance, I feel Adam's hands on my wrists. I press my hands harder against my chest but fall against his naked body behind me. He slowly opens my arms like a doll.
I have nothing to oppose his strength. I often saw him lift weights and work with barbells, but never felt his tremendous strength on my own body. A muscle twitches in Pao's face. He looks into my eyes and then down my body, which is now no longer covered by my crossed arms. I am helpless, half-naked and completely at the mercy of the two men. Why don't I finish it? Why don't I stop them? Why do I remain silent as Adam forces my hands behind my back and holds them tight. His large hand encircles my wrists and squeezes lightly. Pao takes a step back and looks at me.
He waits.
I don't understand why, but I remain silent. My body is highly aroused, and I am breathing heavily. I wonder what they want to do to me and how far I want to let them control me. I don't see a limit. I imagine them taking me, using me, fucking me and none of it is the limit.
I am ready for this experience because it is the most arousing thing I can imagine right now. Will I be forced to my knees, and will I have to suck Pao's cock? The thought excites me so much, that I want it immediately. Now, when he takes off his T-shirt over his head, I avert my eyes. I always did it, when I saw him bare-chested. He is very hairy in contrast to Adam's smooth chest. Whenever I've seen him shirtless, I've averted my eyes so as not to find him too sexy. Now my body is already trembling with excitement. I don't even want to see him so clearly.
The grip of Adam's hand around my wrists becomes harder, and he reaches for my breast. I close my eyes and surrender to my fate. Whatever I am supposed to do for these men, I will do.
Slowly Pao's hands appear in my downward gaze, and he reaches for my shorts. Then he pulls them down slowly and lets me step out of my pant legs and slip. Adam holds me around the waist, so I don't fall over. Slight panic reaches my mind.
I do not know what awaits me now. I look boldly into Pao's face, and my gaze wanders down to his chest. I can't take my eyes off him. Standing naked between two men, and instead of looking for a way out, I can't wait to see what they plan to do with me.
Will it hurt? Will it be more humiliating than my position now? Will it destroy our friendship? Will they feel something for me, or just use me as a sex toy? How far am I willing to be used? Will I stop them at some point? Will they stop, or will they take what they come here for? Why should they stop? They could do with me whatever they want.
I was so completely wrong. The next few hours would show me.
Adam turns me to face him and pulls me to him. His hands behind my back still enclose my wrists. My body presses willingly against his naked body, and he kisses me hard. I feel his erection against my belly and want to feel him inside me. I kiss him greedily and try to free my arms to touch him. Just as well, I can try to move the wall of the room. I hear Pao take off his pants behind me, and I stiffen up a bit again. Now it's going to happen, whatever has to happen. Adam breaks off the kiss and leads me by the hand to the bed. He lays me down and kisses my breasts and neck. Then he takes my hands and puts them over my head where he can hold them again with one hand. We both look at the naked figure of Pao approaching the bed.
He is very good-looking, but I knew that for some time. His cock is hard and I have no doubt that I want it in me. My vagina becomes wet and I moan softly with desire. The fact that I have given up control and can do absolutely nothing makes me furious with lust. Nothing here was left to chance. The two of them planned it exactly. I look up at Adam and see him nodding to Pao. Pao kneels on the bed and leans over me. He takes my head in both of his hands and kisses me softly on the lips. Then he kisses slowly down my chin and neck until he takes my nipple in his mouth and sucks it in. My body rears up against him in ecstasy. I want to reach down and hold his head there, but Adam won't let go of my hands. My skin tingles all over as he kisses further down and his hands slide over my ribs to my waist and further to my legs. When his lips reach my belly, he opens my thighs wide with his hands. He kisses slowly all the way down, and I open my mouth to beg him to continue as Adam's hand moves over my lips. He doesn't want me to speak. But how? How am I supposed to stand this tension? Pao kneels between my thighs and just looks down. My pussy is in front of him and I feel that I'm already wet and can't take it much longer. It seems to take an eternity and I moan under Adam's hand. I would love to lick over his palm, but I can't open my mouth.
Paos face disappears between my legs, and his tongue licks over my outer labia slowly and with pleasure. My pelvis rises up to meet him. My body trembles and I feel that I am about to cum by his next touch. His fingers open my vagina and I feel his tongue sliding inside me. He plays with his tongue inside of me and touches my clit with his fingers. I want them inside. All of them. NOW! The first wave of a powerful orgasm shakes my body. Adam looks fascinated at my trembling body and takes his hand from my mouth. I moan loudly and can't stop my orgasm. It rolls over me and when I stop gasping and quivering, Pao sucks my clit into his mouth. I cry out. The sensation is so strong that I just want it to stop. Adam leans over me, puts his hand on my stomach, and holds me in place.
Then he kisses me hard, and his tongue seems to penetrate my mouth in the same rhythm as Pao's lips suck on my clit. The orgasm that was just over, comes back much stronger. I scream into Adam's mouth, and he bites my lower lip. My body wants to explode but I can't even move properly. I am coming long, violently, and feel tears on my face. The intensity of the orgasm robs me of my senses. My body rears up, and I try to free my mouth from Adam's kiss to get some air. His hand wraps around my neck like a vise and he holds my jaw in place, as he continues to kiss me and I taste blood. I think I'm about to pass out if they don't stop, but my orgasm doesn't stop as Pao's fingers slide into my wet center. I come and come continuously. He is keeping me in this condition and I am not able to do anything to stop it. My resistance goes slack, and I can only feel Adam's tongue in my mouth and Pao's fingers in my pussy. I will explode or die. Then my body shakes another time and my vision gets blurry.
When I open my eyes again, I am alone in bed. Covered and warm. The apartment is quiet but I don't have the strength to check what time it is. My body feels as if I have grown a second skin. Tender and sensitive. That's what they wanted from me? That's what they wanted to give me? Not to take from me? To make me come again and again until I lose consciousness? My nipples are erecting, and I can't believe I'm getting hot again. Impossible! I can't remember how many times I came, but it was the hottest night of my life. Before I can think about how I'm going to face them in the morning, I fall back asleep.