Rick and Doug

In the early Nineties, I was working as a busboy at a big hotel downtown Toronto. There was only the one bar and it was never really that busy. Mainly it was occupied with men by themselves, married usually, on a business trip or attending a conference. You could always tell the guys that were looking for some fun. They would drop hints but initially I never took anyone up on an offer.
One night I was behind the bar while the main guy went on a break. Two attractive men in their sixties, were sitting together, chatting.
One was clean shaven, with short, silver hair. The other was more rugged with a thick moustache. He looked up at me.
“Can we get two more drinks please? A red wine and a G&T. Thanks.”
I served them up. “What you guys in town for?” I asked. “The gay pride parade.” said the silver haired guy. “Kinda early, isn’t it?” I said. “ Well we wanted to do a bit of travelling. See the city before it gets too crazy. You ever been to the parade?” he asked. “I’ve thought about it,” I said, “ but it just hasn’t worked out. Looks like fun though.”
The rugged guy looked at me. “It is if you like men”.
The main guy was coming back to the bar. Silver hair grabbed a napkin and started to write. “My name is Rick and this is Doug. Here’s our room number if you feel like dropping in.” I picked up the napkin. “I finish in an hour.” I said. “Should I just come up?”
“Certainly,” said Rick, “Looking forward to seeing you.” They stood up from their barstools and walked away, stopping briefly for a kiss. Doug winked at me.

I was nervous but excited. Both guys were great looking with nice bodies. I knocked.
Doug came to the door in a white bathrobe. “Hey bud. Nice to see you again. So glad you could make it.”
“Is it okay if I have a shower?” I asked, “It’s just I’ve been here all day and I can smell the bar on me.”
Doug let me in and pointed to the bathroom. I looked over and Rick gave a small wave. He was sitting on a couch in a t shirt and white boxers, which had quite a bulge in them. “I’ll just be a few minutes.” I said.
I dried off, put my underwear back on and walked into the suite. It was split into a bedroom and a living room like area.
Rick and Doug were on the sofa. “Why don’t you come and sit down,” said Rick, “You look tired.”
I sat between them. They reached over and started to rub my chest, sliding down to the top of my briefs and back. Gently brushing my thighs then back to my chest. Rick rubbed his finger over my nipple. I couldn’t help but moan as Doug let his robe fall open.
I looked at his big veiny cock and hairy bush. It was starting to get hard. Rick stood up and took off his t shirt, standing in front of me with his big bulge. He was rubbing it slowly. “You look like a boy that enjoys cock. Why don’t you take mine out?”
I reached up and slowly pulled down his white boxers. He was shaved with a really thick shaft. Doug stood up next to me and took off his robe. He was leaking a lot of pre cum. Rick put a bottle of poppers in my hand. “Have you ever used these?”
I explained I’d bought some in Europe but just thought it was a quick and cheap high. “Take a nice deep sniff,” he said, “Then you can suck on Doug’s cock”.
I did as I was told and soon had a mouthful of hard meat. The poppers made me hungry and horny, savouring the taste of Doug’s pre cum, as his big head throbbed in my mouth. Rick continued to play with my nipples which was driving me crazy. Then he got down on his knees and pulled off my underwear. My cock sprang out and he spent no time putting my hard cock into his soft mouth. I continued to work on Doug’s cock. Licking his balls and working my tongue on his thick shaft. He shuddered as I put my hand on it.
“No hands yet,” he said, “I’ll blow my load”. He was starting to leak thick white juice. I grabbed the poppers, took a sniff and greedily ate up his pre cum. Rick had stood up. Now I had two big cocks to suck. Rick had a smaller knob but a much thicker shaft. He was really stretching my mouth open. “What a good little cockwhore you are,” he moaned, “Suck our big dicks.”
I took turns on their cocks, while they continued to play with my nipples. Doug started to stroke his meat.
Rick was slowly pushing his thick cock in and out of my mouth. He took the cap off the poppers and let me take a big hit.
Doug moved closer, slowly working his shaft. “You’re such a good boy.” he said and started to moan loudly.
Next thing I knew, he was spurting thick gobs of cum over Rick’s shaft as it moved in and out of my mouth. I loved the taste of his man juice. Rick pulled out and I took Doug’s cock in my mouth to catch the last drops of his tasty cum. As I was greedily getting the last of Doug’s spunk, Rick started to shoot a huge load, all over my lips and Doug’s cock. My face was covered in cum as I took turns putting their cocks in my mouth. I used my fingers to scoop up all the jizz on my cheeks and ate every single drop of hot cum.
We leaned back on the sofa. I had the great taste of cum all over my lips. Rick was starting to jerk me off and it only seemed like seconds before I was shooting my load, hitting myself in the face with a big stream of cum.
“That was fun,” said Doug, “ you really love cock, don’t you?”
I admitted that I did.
Rick turned to me. “You know where we are. You know how to get the room number. Give us a call during Pride week. I’m sure we can line up even more cocks for you to suck. Maybe get a little work on that tight hole of yours. I bet you’d enjoy that.”
I nodded in agreement.