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"So, Rob. What do you prefer? Since you are the guest here today."
"Oh, I'm fine with anything, really. Top, bottom, switch..."
Pep looked up from where he was seated on the bed to meet Rob's eyes. "Do you want to fuck me?"
Rob raised his eyebrows slightly, perhaps surprised by Pep's forwardness. "Yeah, I mean — as long as you two are cool with it. I wouldn't want to intrude or anything like that."
Pep then looked over at Jürgen, who had simultaneously also looked at him. Sharing a glance, neither of them could keep a smile from growing on their faces.
"Look," Jürgen said, turning back to face Rob. Pep could hear the grin in his voice. "You are a very good-looking man. So Pep and I, we are both completely fine with whatever you want to do. I'm sure Pep is just happy you are even here in this moment."
It had all started at the first manager gathering of the year. As the two longest-serving managers with a club in the Premier League, Jürgen and Pep typically sat together on one side of the table, across from new managers as well as those of the newly promoted clubs. Jürgen had leaned over first to whisper in Pep's ear, directing his attention towards the manager of Luton Town sitting across from them both.
After that, it was Pep who had asked about the possibility of a threesome. Traditionally, Pep was a very sexually adventurous person who liked to discuss his ideas and fantasies with Jürgen, even if many of them never came to fruition — which he was fine with. He had thus been pleasantly surprised when Jürgen had seemed rather agreeable to the proposition. Together, they had discussed their individual feelings and boundaries and devised a sort of ruleset moving forward.
Jürgen had, then, being the more personable of the two, been the one to contact Rob after their respective clubs' meeting at Kenilworth Road. The three of them had texted back and forth for a while, before Pep invited them to his apartment for an evening together.
In the present moment, Rob let out a small chuckle and bowed his head. One of his hands found its way to Pep's inner thigh, causing Pep to shiver at the touch. "Okay, let's do this, then."
Rob's hand continued to creep up towards Pep's crotch, and Pep tilted his head back in pleasure. Grazing his fingertips lightly over the crotch region, Rob then moved to undo the belt of Pep's pants. As the belt slid off, Pep stood up decisively and wrapped one arm around the back of Rob's neck to bring their faces close together.
"Is it okay if I kiss you?" Pep asked, leaning his forehead against Rob's. They were almost the same height, Rob being just slightly taller.
"Yeah," Rob breathed, looking deep into his eyes. Pep needed no further encouragement to bring their lips together, and they kissed slowly, Rob's hands grasping Pep's waist in support. The unfamiliar touch excited him, and he could feel his cock stirring in his pants.
Suddenly, Rob let out a small noise of surprise into Pep's mouth. Pep pulled away, dazed.
"Sorry," came Jürgen's sing-song voice from behind Rob. He had moved to hold Rob from behind, fingers dipping below the waistband. "Don't stop just because of me."
Slightly amused now that he knew what was going on, Pep pressed his lips back against Rob's, as Jürgen worked to slide down Rob's pants and underwear. Soon enough, Pep could see Rob's naked lower body in the very bottom of his vision. He used his free hand to take hold of Rob's length, causing him once again to moan against his mouth.
Then, Jürgen whispered something in Rob's ear that Pep couldn't quite hear. Pep broke the kiss and looked over at Jürgen expectantly, but it was Rob who spoke next.
"He told me to ask you to suck me off."
Pep huffed in amusement at the same time as Jürgen let out a laugh. "If you ask, I'll do it." He kept his hand strategically on Rob's cock, which he could feel was now semi-erect.
"All right... will you suck my dick?"
Even before Rob had finished speaking, Pep was already lowering himself to his knees. He captured the tip of Rob's cock in his mouth instantly, causing Rob to let out a groan. "I guess that answers it."
Pep enthusiastically began to bob his head up and down on Rob's length. It was a nice, comfortable size yet large enough so that Pep could stimulate him with his hands at the same time. As he focused on pleasuring Rob, swirling his tongue along the underside of Rob's cock, Pep could hear what sounded like kissing coming from above him. Knowing that both Rob and Jürgen were enjoying themselves only spurred him on further.
By now, Rob was fully hard in Pep's mouth, and so too was Pep's own cock, straining against the fabric of his pants. There were few things more satisfying to Pep than the act of giving a blowjob and pleasing his partner. And though he wouldn't have minded continuing, Pep chose to withdraw his mouth off Rob's length in order to prevent the evening from accidentally ending too soon.
Pep laid on his back on the bed behind him, watching as Jürgen and Rob slowly pulled away from each other, breathing heavily. Jürgen brought his hand down firmly on Rob's ass, before saying, "Let's finish what you started."
A thrill of excitement ran through Pep as Rob settled between his legs on the bed. As Jürgen went over to Pep's bedside drawer, presumably to obtain lube and condoms, Rob began pulling down the waistband of Pep's pants. His pants were then fully slid off, revealing his bare legs as well as his briefs that only barely concealed the state of his erection.
"You still shave your legs?" Rob asked, looking down at Pep's lower body.
"And everywhere else, too," Jürgen called from behind him.
Pep huffed in Jürgen's direction. "Only because you like it." Though it was true that Jürgen enjoyed the sensation of Pep's smooth skin, of course Pep did as well. Pep let out a satisfied moan as Rob began to run his hands up and down his legs.
Jürgen returned to the bed, climbing onto the side opposite Rob to position himself by Pep's head, but not before sliding a bottle of lube and a condom over to Rob's knees.
"Cheers," Rob murmured. He then finally began removing Pep's underwear, exposing Pep's erect cock to the cool air. Pep's breath hitched as the lube's cap snapped open, and he watched in anticipation as Rob poured a generous amount into his hand.
At the same time, Pep could hear Jürgen removing some of his own clothes. Jürgen then leaned down to capture Pep's lips in a kiss, just as Pep felt two fingers breach his entrance. He moaned into Jürgen's mouth as Rob slowly maneuvered his finger inside his hole.
With Jürgen's help, Pep was able to remove his top, leaving him completely naked. He tilted his head upwards in an attempt to view more of Jürgen who, Pep noted with disappointment, still had his pants on. Throughout this all, Rob continued to move his fingers, stretching Pep duly and carefully.
"You can be more rough," Pep told Rob then.
"You're sure?"
"Yeah, of course," he said. "I like that."
At Pep's request, Rob began to move his fingers with more force, pushing into Pep's prostate and causing him to moan loudly. "Jürgen," Pep hissed between jolts of pleasure. "Take off your jeans." He wanted to have Jürgen in his mouth at the same time as Rob entered him.
Jürgen shuffled to remove the last of his clothing before returning to his previous kneeling position. Pep could now see Jürgen's cock hovering above his face, and his mouth watered at the familiar sight. He quickly realized, however, that in this position, there was no easy way for him to suck Jürgen off.
"Rob, wait," Pep called out. Rob's fingers stilled inside him immediately. "Let me change the position."
Rob withdrew, and Pep turned over to position himself on his hands and knees. "Okay," he declared. This would allow for Rob to enter him from behind, as he then used his mouth on Jürgen. "You don't need to prepare me anymore." He was ready.
Instinctively, Jürgen brought his hips close to Pep's face. Jürgen's cock was now at a perfect height for Pep, and he opened his mouth to take it all in. Jürgen let out a small grunt and rested a hand on the back of Pep's head in support. Pep then felt the tip of Rob's cock against his entrance, and he pushed back slightly in an attempt to create more friction.
Rob pushed inside Pep swiftly, and Pep couldn't help but moan around Jürgen's cock. Pep's insides felt full and warm, as Rob buried himself deep before beginning to thrust. Thankfully, it seemed that Rob had remembered what Pep had said earlier, as his thrusts were powerful and rapid. Pep's body simmered in pleasure with each thrust.
Though Pep was trying his best to still pleasure Jürgen with his mouth, the force of Rob's thrusts consistently rocking his body made it all the more difficult. A particularly pleasurable movement from Rob caused Pep to let out a loud groan, and Jürgen's cock fell from his mouth as a result. Pep grappled with a hand to try and bring it back, but Jürgen was one step ahead of him, forcing his length back inside Pep's mouth and holding his head in place. Then, Jürgen also started thrusting down his throat, and Pep began to see stars.
Pep now had Rob thrusting into him roughly from behind, and Jürgen doing the same in his mouth. All he could do was support himself with his legs and arms as he was bombarded with sensation from all ends. His cries of pleasure were muffled, and so too were the choking noises that occasionally escaped his throat. His cock swung in the air with each of Rob's thrusts, untouched yet still dripping with precum.
"You really like it rough, huh?" Rob's voice was breathy, laced with pleasure and arousal.
Pep could not answer, his mouth preocupied with choking on Jürgen's thick cock. He felt like he could barely breathe.
Jürgen himself spoke instead. "Some of the time... he wants it like this," he grunted. "But I cannot always do it for so long..."
With Jürgen's words, Pep could tell that he was close to orgasm. As Jürgen's thrusts sped up inside his mouth, Pep braced himself for the wave of cum he knew was imminent. And sure enough, a few moments later, Jürgen let out a long groan as he spilled himself inside Pep's mouth. Pep did his best to swallow as always, while still being rocked by Rob's movements from behind him. What he did not remember in that moment, however, was that it was physically impossible to swallow while still being able to breathe. Tears pricked in Pep's eyes as he struggled for air.
As the last drops of cum fell from Jürgen's cock, he withdrew from his position, sitting back on his haunches as Pep immediately began coughing and gasping for air. "Jürgen," Pep wheezed. "Fuck..."
Pep felt a comforting hand being placed on the top of his head, rubbing in gentle circular motions. "It's not yet over," Jürgen said softly, gesturing to Rob with his free hand. "He's younger, eh? More stamina."
Rob let out a short laugh. "Not that much more," he said, voice taut. Yet he was still thrusting into Pep with the same amount of energy as always.
"You can touch him too, if you want." Having recovered some energy, Jürgen had made his way to Rob's side of the bed and was now speaking to him directly. A hand then found its way to Pep's previously neglected cock, and Pep let out a loud keening sound at the touch.
"More..." Pep groaned. He let his head hang downwards as pleasure continued to course through him with each thrust. "Rob..."
Seemingly at the sound of his name, Rob sped up his movements even more, and Pep moaned again. The hand on his cock — at this point, he was so lost in sensation he could not tell if it was Jürgen's or if it was Rob's — continued to stimulate him, and he felt his orgasm approaching rapidly.
"I'm coming," Pep gasped as his pleasure spiked. The thrusts inside him and the hand stroking him were relentless, driving him towards the edge. "I'm coming, I'm coming..."
All at once, Pep cried out as his orgasm finally hit him. Waves of euphoria crashed through his body, and he nearly collapsed onto the bed, his arms buckling. His cock spurted out his release, soiling the bedsheets beneath him. Through his fog of pleasure, he registered Jürgen's voice speaking, but he could not make out the words.
Pep slowly came down from his high, just in time to feel Rob's hips stuttering to a stop inside him with a long, low moan. Then, after a moment, the grip on Pep's hips let up, and he was empty. He forced himself to prop himself up and face the other two men behind him. Jürgen had one hand on Rob's neck, turning his face to the side and kissing him deeply. However, they slowly separated upon seeing Pep, and Jürgen turned to give him a grin.
"How was that?" Jürgen asked the both of them.
"I enjoyed it a lot," Rob said, pausing momentarily to catch his breath. "I'm happy you invited me."
"And Pep?"
"...Really good," Pep confessed. Now that most of his euphoria had worn off, his body was left aching all over. "Rob, you were so... so unbelievable."
Rob laughed. "I'll take that as a compliment."
Pep made a noise of affirmation as Rob busied himself by removing the condom from his length. "The bin's over there," Jürgen said, pointing to the corner of the room, and Rob thanked him before getting up to dispose of the condom. Suddenly feeling drained of energy, Pep let his head rest against Jürgen's shoulder and closed his eyes.
When Rob returned to the side of the bed, he hovered around them awkwardly, seemingly unsure of what to do in the face of the couple. "Would you like me to leave now, or...?"
"Oh, you can use the shower first," Pep said. "I don't care, honestly."
Rob exhaled. "Sure, I'll do that. Thanks."
After Rob had freshened himself up, he returned to the bedroom to pick up his belongings, only to find the two men dozing off together, their chests rising and falling in unison. Lips quirking up in a small smile, he stepped out of the room, before quietly closing the door behind him.