Getting caught in the mother of all rain storms when I was seventeen and on my way home to my parents farm, I accepted a lift from two men who I vaguely knew, in their flat bed truck. They'd picked me up at the junction leading up to the lanes which eventually would take me home. But the distance and the driving rain meant I would have been half drowned by the time I'd walked the six miles. It was winter and it was just getting dark too.
Because of the torrential rain, and this part is where I believe fate took a hand, There'd been a land slide of an embankment about a mile after they'd picked me. It meant they'd have to drive the long way round, and it also meant they'd get the chance to do what they'd planned since seeing me soaked walking up the road.
About ten minutes after taking the alternate route, the driver, a guy called Brian, turned up a narrow lane I knew lead to a closed down farm. Asking him where he was going, he replied "In your mouth sonny". Pulling up beside a farm gate, he flicked the trucks internal light on, lowered his trousers and revealed a semi hard cock. At the same time his friend, an older man I knew as Jaggy (His teeth) did the same to show me his smaller thinner cock which was already pulsing as he took hold of it. Turning to Brian as he spoke, he TOLD me to suck him. I hesitated at first, but Brian's huge left hand took hold of my scrawny neck and pushed me down. I knew there was a rumour that Brian loved fucking younger guys, but didn't think it was true especially as he was married. But I was wrong and as a seventeen year old skinny kid who hadn't lost his cherry yet, I opened my mouth knowing if I didn't, I'd not only have to walk the long long way home in the pouring rain, but I'd most probably take a beating.
His cock tasted weird at first. It tasted musky and slightly salty, but given he'd begun to fuck my mouth almost immediately I didn't have much choice. No sooner than Brians cock entered my mouth, I felt Jaggy removing my jeans and boxers. Then as Brian held my head still and fucked my face, I felt a hot wet tongue begin to probe my arsehole. Jaggy was about fifty five ish then and had my arse cheeks pulled right apart as he drove his tongue up my bum. With Brian watching him lick my rear fuckhole, he really began to force his cock deeper and deeper down my throat. Yet the more he did, I got more and more confident and even began to enjoy sucking on his cock. Taking nearly the full length of his thick cock down my throat, I soon realised I was quite a natural at giving head, especially when Brian said as much to Jaggy.
It was jaggy who said "His arseholes more than ready" that had Brian pulling his cock out of my mouth. Telling me to face Jaggy on my knees. I had no option but to suck in Jaggy's smaller cock as I felt Brian's nudge against my arsehole. No preparation could have gotten me ready to receive his cock. It hurt and it hurt bad. I very nearly chomped down on Jaggy's dick as Brians cock forced it's way passed my shincter muscles. A minute or two with Brian slowly pumping his cock into me and everything changed. Firstly I found I could swallow every inch of Jaggy's cock dwon my throat, right upto his pubes. Then as my arse began to relax, I found the sensation changing from pain and discomfort, to one of a growing feeling of enjoyment. I'd masturbated countless times since I first found out what a cock is really for, but I'd not had sex in any way other than with my right hand. So with Jaggy's cock in my mouth and Brian's beginning to to slide it's full length up my arsehole, I found that familiar feeling of a rising orgasm. I didn't say anything, not that I could with a mouthful of cock. So when Brian began to thrust hard up my arsehole and Jaggy began to hump my mouth for all he was worth, I came the like of which I'd never done before. The orgasm started in my cock, ran through my body and ended right at the point where Brian's cock was pushing past what I now know was my prostate gland. It was fucking amazing and I couldn't help but moan out loud. both men knew right then and there I was loving what they were doing to me and it wasn't too long before I took very large loads of cum. One down my throat, which I swallowed, and one deep up my arsehole as Brian shouted out he was cumming.
Sat between them as I had been during the first part of the journey, Brian asked me not to say anything to anyone as he was married. But he also said "If you'd like to, I'd love to fuck you again". Maybe two hundred yards from the small lane which lead to my parents farm I accepted Brian's cock back into my mouth. It had stopped raining and Jaggy had gotten out to take a piss. It gave me room to move and I eagerly sucked in Brian's cum tasting cock. Although he did get an erection, he couldn't cum. So I promised him I'd meet him the following day. At home that night in bed after showering, I told myself I'd definitely meet up with Brian. And so I did the next day, and have been doing so now for thirteen years. He's in his mid fifties now, and for my thirtieth birthday gift off him, he booked us into a hotel last week. I told my wife, yes I'm now married, I was at a farmers convention. The whole night Brian and I had a wonderful time having such amazing sex. I continue to fully enjoy Brians cock fucking me, even if I do now love fucking my wife's tight pussy. Unfortunately Jaggy's no longer with us. He had a huge heart attack a few years ago, but not before a week or so before his death, I'd sucked him and Brian off at a cattle market, in the gents toilets.