The sight of Zach presenting his ass with my handprint prominently displayed makes my insides quiver. The pale halo of fuzz around his hole is already sticky with lube as he keeps twisting a dildo in and out. It’s good thing I bought a cock ring for me too, because I’m not sure I’d last otherwise.

I’d been waiting for our other participants in the living area of our suite while Zach prepared himself. Drove me crazy to think about what he was doing behind that closed door, but I have to be methodical about this, which is honestly a weird feeling for me. More than anything, I want Zach to be able to let go and ride the waves of whatever’s about to happen, so I’m taking his place as the one worrying about the details. I do not, however, have a checklist.

I’d driven down to Denver last weekend to meet with interested parties at a local bar. There were a couple of guys who gave me the creeps and one who brought a contract with him. A little too intense for what we’re looking for, but thanks. I found three guys who were laid-back, looking for fun, and willing to play by whatever ground rules I laid down. Those are the ones here tonight.

When Zach and I arrived, I put our wallets in the safe, first thing. I’m probably being paranoid, but again, it’s what Zach would do if his brain weren’t on “I’m about to get fucked by multiple guys” overload right now. Once all three are here, we shed our clothes in the main room; that way they can just scoot back out the door once they’re through without any extra disruption.

Ground rules are – blow jobs bare, condoms for his ass, relube each time. But they can blow their load anywhere on the outside of his body or in his mouth. And if he says stop at any time, then they get the fuck out immediately. One of the guys apparently does this sort of thing a lot and said it’s not uncommon for one of the partners to suddenly freak out and call the whole thing off. The others agreed and seemed totally relaxed about the possibility of that happening. I think I picked some decent guys, fingers crossed. And hey, if we call it off, they’ve still got each other for relief.

I walk up to my quivering man first, while the others hang back and let me take the lead. I stroke a soothing hand along his hip and he shivers, he’s wound so tight. One hand tugs at the dildo while he rests his forehead on his other forearm.

“Now that is one beautiful sight, baby.”

I pet and stroke his body until he raises his head and our eyes meet. I’m blown away by the trust I see there. He trusts me to do this, to lead this and make it amazing for him, and I’m determined not to let him down. I couldn’t keep my lips away from his in this moment if I tried. He drops his hand, leaving the dildo still slightly wedged in his ass, and lifts up to bring our lips more firmly together. He presses against me like he might vibrate into nothingness if I weren’t here to hold him down.

One of the men, the taller brunet, steps forward to catch Zach’s dildo from slipping out. I can tell when he’s started moving it inside Zach again because Zach moans into our kiss and momentarily forgets that he was sucking on my tongue, so I flick it against his to remind him.

The other two, a shorter but really buff blond and a dark-haired twinky guy with an incredibly long and thin dick, have started to touch themselves as they watch. The sound of heavy breathing fills the air and Zach pulls away to investigate, but I cup his cheeks, holding him in place.

“Focus on me, because you and I are the only ones who matter. I’m the only one who gets to decide who comes in this pretty, stretched hole, isn’t that right? Not you. Not them. Just me.”

Zach whimpers and his eyes flutter closed, and I’m shocked by the look of peace that washes over him. I gave him that, and I’ve never felt more proud or in awe of this man.

The brunet tugging at the dildo has suited up, and is rubbing generous amounts of lube along his cock. He pulls the dildo free and tosses it on the ground, but waits until I give him a nod of approval before he lines up his cock.

I stroke Zach’s beautifully red cheek with my thumb, and his mouth falls open as he pants through opening his hole to the brunet. The dick stretching him right now is nicely sized and has a slight curve. I want to watch it enter my man, slow but steady because I can feel how Zach leans against me without relief, but I can’t tear my eyes away from Zach’s face.

I place my thumb on his lower lip and he sucks it in, swirling his tongue around it, and it makes me so horny I can’t help but give an involuntary thrust of my hips. My cock smacks Zach in the face and paints his cheek with my precum. Zach smiles around my thumb like that’s the best thing ever, and I know it won’t be long before I’m pushing my cockhead through those lips instead of my thumb.

The buff guy steps forward with his eyebrows raised and I give him a nod. He pumps a bit of lube in his hand and grabs Zach’s cock in his fist. Once again, Zach’s mouth drops open until he adjusts to the new sensation. Brunet starts to take longer and harder thrusts into Zach, pushing Zach’s upper body into me in a steady rhythm that I decide to benefit from. I remove my thumb from Zach’s mouth and saliva dribbles down his chin. I run my cock through the slippery mess before ramming it down his throat. He chokes a little before it turns into a moan, and my dick throbs at the vibrations that ripple along the warm wet skin invading Zach’s mouth.

The twink has approached the man fucking Zach, and runs his hands along his sweaty torso. The brunet turns his head and they kiss, but his thrusts never falter. Twink’s hands run up and down, tweaking nipples and grazing his ass. I’m half tempted to pull out of Zach so he can enjoy the show too, but he’s just too good of a cock sucker.

“Fuck, Zach, I wish you could see yourself right now. Getting pounded and jacked off by different men. Taking my cock down your throat so good.”

The brunet grunts at that, stuttering his thrusts. He pulls out with such speed that Zach yelps around my dick, making spit dribble down his chin and onto my thighs. The brunet whips off his condom, haphazardly tossing it aside so that he can be over Zach again before he shoots his load. Strand after strand drapes Zach’s ass as he groans out his completion. The twink reaches around to grasp the brunet’s cock and help him milk out the last drops, then rubs it along Zach’s ass, dragging it through the mess as the brunet’s arms drop to his sides, letting the other man control his shaft as he leans boneless against his chest.

As the twink helps the brunet come down from his high, stroking his chest and kissing his neck, the buff guy moves into position behind Zach’s ass. I take a break from the blow job to grab the lube and finger more into him while buff guy prepares himself. His hole is so hot, both literally and figuratively, and as my fingers soothe him inside with cool slick, he sighs.

The brunet has recovered from his orgasm, and kisses both of our cheeks before disappearing back into the living area. The gaze he shared with the twink before leaving makes me wonder if those two won’t be hooking up later on their own. I’d laugh at the idea of matchmaking at a gang bang, but buff guy is sliding into home and Zach practically whinnies at the sensation.

“Shh, baby,” I soothe as I stroke up and down his sweat-slicked back. “You’re doing so good. Taking that strange cock just like I knew you would. So gorgeous. So good.”

While I pet Zach and whisper calming words, the twink moves in front of Zach, taking my place at his mouth. That long thin dick disappears behind Zach’s lips and I can see his cheeks hollow. He’s sucking him down good.

My god. My boyfriend has one man fucking his ass and is sucking the dick of another, and I’m just sitting here watching it all happen, suddenly feeling like it’s some out-of-body experience. My dick is so hard, it’s leaking. And if my brain is this close to being fried from sensory and stimulation overload, I can only imagine how Zach’s feeling. But the one thing I’m not feeling is jealousy. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t been a little worried about it. But now that we’re here, it’s so clear that while Zach gets off on being a willing hole, what really gets him going is being my willing hole. And fuck if that doesn’t just solidify everything that I know I’ve been feeling about Zach right there. This man is mine. Totally and completely.

“Please,” Zach whines, and the twink pulls back to let him speak, but keeps his hands twisted in Zach’s hair. “Please take it off so I can come.”

His voice is wrecked, probably from being rammed with so many cocks, and it makes mine jump at the thought.

“Not yet, sweetheart,” I lean down and whisper in his ear. He’s resumed his cock sucking, his body being bounced back and forth from dick to dick like a Newton’s cradle. I bury my face in his neck and lick away the sweat pooling there.

Suddenly the twink’s movements become jerky, his moans telling me that his seed is spilling down my boyfriend’s throat. Zach gasps and cum drips from the side of his mouth. The man leans down and laps at Zach’s lips and his own release covering them before moving his tongue inside Zach’s mouth. We hadn’t mentioned kissing in the ground rules, but the man is so gentle and sweet with Zach that I’m a little overwhelmed by the beauty of the simple act.

“Thank you,” he whispers to Zach. “You were incredible.”

One more soft kiss to Zach’s lips, a wink at me, and he’s out the door.

Buff guy gives Zach a few more hard thrusts before pulling out and flipping Zach over. He stalks up the bed like a panther, his muscles flexing, and Zach’s eyes widen in surprise. I don’t think he’d really gotten a good look at the other two men, but now all of buff guy is on display and it’s every bit as intimidating as a real panther would be.

He grabs Zach’s hair and pulls until his head is off the bed and closer to his cock. It’s rough and Zach’s eyes roll back and he emits a moan from so deep within his chest it’s almost like an orgasm in itself. With the cock ring on, I can see Zach’s cock jump with each throb, and it is throbbing so hard right now that if I were to take the ring off, I think he might explode immediately.

The man furiously jacks his cock over Zach’s face until ropes of cum erupt from the tip. Streaks of cum crisscross over Zach’s eyelids and brows, his lips and his deliciously pink cheeks. Strands of curly hair get stuck in strands of cum, and the man strokes a thumb along his face, rubbing milky white into his skin. Christ, Zach looks like a cum-splattered angel.

Buff guy releases Zach’s head but still leans over him, panting until his breaths return to something resembling normal. He nods at me and quietly takes his leave.

I pop the snap on my own cock ring. It’s my turn now.