I've been told many times that it's hard for older men to make new friends, but it's always been easy for me to make friends with older guys.

Peter was one of those guys.

We meet, we fucked, and then slowly he went from a one night stand -> to the flavor of the week -> to my 49-year old summer fling. The main reason was because he was completely in control during sex and even though his cock was probably average he could just read me and knew when I was in pure delight.

He forbid me from wearing clothes in his home so one time I was almost done undressing in the foyer and saw him coming down the stairs with someone else. Instinctively I froze but they both came over and Peter introduced me to his friend, Jaycee. I tried to be polite, with only my underwear on, and made small talk for several minutes but eventually Peter began to give me dirty looks and finally he interrupted the entire conversation by walking over and pulling my underwear down to my knees and they fell to my ankles.

"You know the rule." He said, still annoyed.

For a few seconds no one said anything. Then Jaycee and Peter both walked away into the living room, continuing a conversation that was clearly about me.

"Are you two still using protection?" Jaycee asked. Peter and I had been going raw for a few weeks but he lied to his friend and told him we had been using condoms. I followed a few steps behind, a little out-of-the loop, but curious.

"Don't follow us, go upstairs." Peter said. I was confused but before I could talk he gave me a little push. "Jaycee's boyfriend is upstairs, go hang with him and catch up with us."

"We were just up there so he should still be hard." Jaycee said.

He was right. Upstairs with his wrists in cuffs and secured to the bed was another guy. He had a mask on that covered his eyes but otherwise was naked and had a hard 6" cock with an intimidating mushroom head.

"Um. Hi. Are you Jaycee's boyfriend?" I asked. He sneered. "Do you wanna actually talk or get started with those lips on my dick right now?" I immediately got to work, licking him from head to balls. I was going at it for a few mins before he sighed and told me to get it all in my mouth because he was getting soft.

"Fuck." Was all I thought. I kept trying to get it into my mouth but it was rough. Finally I halfway gave up, took a deep breath, and stopped. "I'm sorry." I said.

"It's probably wet enough, you can sit on it now." He replied. I hesitiated before getting in position and pressing him against my hole. It was a bit of a struggle so i bit my lip and kept pushing. After another moment I felt him thrust upward a little and I winched hard. "I think I need some lube." I said. "No just keep going." He said.

I relaxed and tried to breathe normally. I pressed again and I felt his cock slide in a little more and then more. I moaned. Loudly. "Holy shit you moan like a slut." He said.

I pushed down. He pushed up. We started getting in sync and the breathing became more intense. There were a few rushes of pain but the pleasure mixed in made me moan again.

"He does moan like a slut." I heard Jaycee say from the doorway. I knew that if I turned my head I'd see Peter and Jaycee watching us fucking but I concentrated on my breathing, feeling that raw cock pushing inside me, and finally feeling his warm cum filling me up.

I didn't realize I was squeezing my eyes shut so I finally opened them. I felt his cock slide out of me and cum dripping and running down onto the bed. I released the breath I had been holding in but then immediately felt another cock pushing inside me. "Oh fuck!" It was almost as thick but felt twice as long as the one that had just been inside me.

"Hold on..." I started to say but Jaycee shushed me. "It's okay, right?"

I relaxed again. Oh yes. It was ok. Pressed down against his boyfriend, there was nowhere for me to move. Jaycee pushed in, faster and faster, pounding me deep and hard. I don' t think you'd call my sex noises "moans" but I imagine we might have woke the neighbors.

When Jaycee was close to being done he shoved his cum-lubed cock into his boyfriends mouth and not a drop was wasted.

I thought for sure Peter was going to mount me next but when I turned around he had already shot his load and was cleaning up. I was like, seriously? And he was all, shut up I couldn't help myself.