Three people

Summer in Taipei is like a giant oven, with the midday sun relentlessly blazing down. Looking up, there isn't a single cloud in the sky, just a vast expanse of blue and the scorching sun. Pedestrians hurry to find refuge under the arcades or in air-conditioned rooms. As soon as I rode my bike out of my house, I felt the power of this sweltering summer heat; it was like riding into an oven, even the wind blowing in my face felt hot.

Since school let out for summer vacation, I've been sleeping until the temperature in my room becomes unbearable under the sun every day, then spending the afternoon playing ball or wandering around, like today. After having lunch at a random place, I rode my bike, pondering where to escape the melting heat—a place with air conditioning, perhaps. As I rode, I remembered hearing about a few saunas from a friend recently, staffed by people in the sex industry. Maybe I should check them out. So I rode to Ximending, parked my bike, and headed in the direction my friend had mentioned. It was actually very easy to find; I spotted the sign on the street at a glance. Although I was still a little hesitant, wondering what it would be like inside, and what kind of people would be there, just imagining the possible scenes sent a surge of heat through my lower abdomen. After circling around the outside a couple of times, I couldn't resist the temptation. I pushed open the door and went up the stairs. A blast of cool air hit me, making me feel much more comfortable.

I paid at the counter, got my key and towel, and followed the signs to the changing room, acting like a seasoned customer. In the changing room, I took off my clothes, wrapped the towel around my waist, and went into the bathroom. I wanted to take a shower first before exploring the surroundings. It was fairly clean, and not many people were around, perhaps because it wasn't the weekend. Actually, I felt a sense of relief, because crowds might have made me uncomfortable. While showering, people would occasionally walk past me to look, and one person even walked up to me naked, showering in front of the large mirror. I still didn't dare look at him openly, but through the reflection in the mirror, I saw him playing with his penis right in front of me. I quickly finished my shower and left the bathroom, my heart still pounding, my mind filled with the scene from just now.

Then I started to figure out where I was. Outside the bathroom was a small dressing room with a large mirror on the wall. One door led to a changing room, and the other to a lounge area with sofas and chairs. There were free drinks and newspapers in the corner. A middle-aged man was sitting on a sofa, looking down at a newspaper. He glanced up at me briefly as I passed by. I continued down the corridor at the other end of the lounge. On the left side of the corridor was a large room with many reclining chairs. A movie was playing on a large screen. I peeked inside and saw only four or five people lying on the chairs, I couldn't tell if they were watching TV or sleeping. At the end of the corridor was a staircase leading upstairs. I slowly walked up the stairs. The upstairs lights were dim, and there was a small space with a sofa and chairs, flanked by a corridor-like passageway. Each corridor was divided into a small room. I slowly wandered around the corridor, then pushed open a door and peeked inside. The room was quite large, with black cushions, sheets, toilet paper, and a trash can. Some people in the corridor were also circling around, looking for a potential partner. I circled two or three times, feeling a bit tired; I'd been playing computer games until four or five in the morning. I wanted to find a room to rest.

Just then, the middle-aged man who had been reading the newspaper came up. Some people circled around for a while, but didn't find anyone they wanted, and went back downstairs. The middle-aged man went to the back of the left-hand corridor and sat down in a dark corner. He had fair skin, a thick head of neatly combed black hair, and a slightly overweight appearance. A sudden, burning desire ignited within me, a yearning to caress his seemingly delicate skin, to see the flesh beneath the towel wrapped around his waist. So I chose a room not far from him, lay down, dimly lit the light, and left the door ajar to see if he'd be interested.

I waited a while, but nothing happened. I guessed he wasn't interested. A little disappointed, I closed my eyes, intending to doze off, when I felt someone push open my door. My heart pounded, thinking he'd finally taken the bait. I slightly opened my eyes and glanced at the dim light. It was a middle-aged man, but not the one I was looking for. He turned the light up, and we looked into each other's eyes. I found him quite handsome, probably around forty, rather tall, with a good physique, though some gray hair gave him a weathered look, making him seem rather conservative. Seeing that I didn't object, he dimmed the light again and quietly entered. He didn't close the door, sat down beside me, looked at my body, and slowly reached out, gently stroking my breasts. I was a little nervous, wondering if he left the door open to get a better look at me. I hesitated, wondering if I should stay, but his hand didn't stop. It slowly slid down from my chest, pulled off the towel around my waist, and gently grasped and played with my penis.

At that moment, I felt both excited and nervous. I felt comfortable yet also a kind of unprecedented tension because the door was still open, and someone could walk by and see what was happening inside at any time. And I was lying inside, completely naked, my penis fully erect in another person's hand… I felt a little uneasy, a little scared, but the thought of being seen also had a strange thrill. So I let him continue, to see what kind of tricks he wanted to play.

Seeing that I didn't object, he became bolder and gently pushed the door open with his other hand, until the middle-aged man sitting in the hallway could also see everything happening inside. At that moment, I knew what he was thinking: a threesome. Scenes I'd only ever seen on videotapes flashed through my mind, and I felt incredibly excited. So, I began to writhe my body in rhythm with his movements, as if I were experiencing boundless pleasure in his hands. In truth, there was no need for pretense in this situation. The presence of a third party stimulated me with a novelty I'd never felt before. He looked at the middle-aged man sitting outside, his manipulation of my penis like an invitation. It was truly an unprecedented thrill; my private parts were in the hands of a stranger, displayed to another person. I could feel my heart pounding with excitement, and even my penis swelled to an unprecedented size.

Then there was movement in the hallway. The middle-aged man, seemingly unable to resist the allure of the scene, got up and came over. He stopped at the door, watching the two of us perform our passionate act before him. I reached out and pulled off the towel from the man beside me, and a short, thick penis sprang out. I grasped the hot penis; although not long, I could feel its large, round head. As I stroked it, I looked at the middle-aged man by the door, as if I were performing a live sex show. He stood in the doorway, perhaps still hesitant about our intentions, but the sight before him made him more certain. Few could resist two naked, fully aroused bodies, so he entered. The gray-haired middle-aged man, seeing him come in, gently closed the door behind him.

Now there were only the three of us in the room. The second man came over and sat down on my other side, his eyes still fixed on my body. I couldn't resist reaching out my other hand, eager to pull off his towel. For a middle-aged man, his body was truly beautiful. No scars or wrinkles, his fair skin as supple as a baby's, almost completely hairless except for his neat, thick head of hair; the hair under his arms and in his pubic area was sparse, and his entire body was smooth. His penis was fully revealed to us after I pulled off his towel. It was a very beautiful penis, its moderate length proudly pointing upwards, the fiery red glans proving my seduction had been successful. The gray-haired middle-aged man reached out and stroked my body with his other hand, his hand immediately moving towards my genitals. He released my penis and slid his hand down to my testicles, both of their hands teasing my private parts. Then the gray-haired man released his hand and lowered his head to gently take my penis into his mouth. I felt a wetness and a warm, comfortable embrace on my penis. The other man also lowered his head to lick my nipples. The tingling sensation made my body tremble and writhe uncontrollably, waves of blood rushing to my head. I moaned incessantly, as if two wet worms were crawling on my most sensitive parts. Meanwhile, my hands weren't idle either, stroking the penises, one long and one short, in my hands.

The middle-aged man in front of me took turns licking my breasts. Then he gradually moved his licking towards all parts of my body. The gray-haired man, after having his fill of my erect penis, shifted his focus downwards, taking my testicles into his mouth. In his warm, moist mouth, his tongue deftly played with my testicles, rotating them like prayer beads held in some people's hands, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly. Then the black-haired man grabbed my hands, raising them above my head, holding them down with one hand, and then lowered his head to lick my armpits. At this point, I was completely passive, my hands fixed above my head, feeling as if I were bound, utterly powerless to resist. I could only let the two middle-aged men manipulate and play with me at will, letting their tongues conquer and invade my most intimate parts. For someone like me who was always the one taking the initiative, this was a completely new experience. It was a mixture of passive, admiring, manipulating, or servicing pleasure, stimulating the desire within me. Especially when those wet tongues explored parts of my body rarely touched, the tingling sensation felt like an electric current coursing through the tip of my tongue, stimulating all my sensory nerves. I felt as if, at this moment, I had only just realized how many untapped nerves existed within me, and how these sensations were being awakened one by one under their tongues. So I relaxed, letting them lead me deeper into the realm of desire…

I felt my legs being spread apart and lifted. The gray-haired middle-aged man then released his testicles and slowly licked my rear. Having never been touched in my rear before, my body instinctively reacted with resistance. But at this moment, my body was no longer under my control; my hands and feet were held tightly by the two of them, and I could only twist my naked body more violently in refusal. But this writhing caused him to misunderstand. The gray-haired middle-aged man probably thought I was craving more, and directly licked my tight anus. As his wet tongue skillfully licked around the opening, it felt like a powerful electric current shot through my entire nervous system from the anus, then directly into my head. Every inch of skin that touched it reacted, every hair standing on end. My consciousness gradually blurred, my mind ceased all thought, I lost all reason, I abandoned any thought of resistance, letting myself be submerged in wave after wave of sensory stimulation. There was no sense of morality, no taboos binding me. I saw my naked body writhing in the embrace of two men, I heard myself involuntarily moaning...

When I opened my eyes again, in the dim light, I saw two bright red penises swaying before my eyes. I forcefully broke free of my restrained hands and without hesitation grabbed them and brought them to my mouth. I took turns swallowing two penises of different lengths and thicknesses. Their glans, moistened by my saliva, gleamed with an incredibly reddish sheen, like volcanoes ready to erupt at any moment. To make it easier for me, the two men knelt on either side of my head, allowing me to take turns tasting them. Then the gray-haired middle-aged man reached out and touched my head, signaling me to stop.

He whispered, "If you keep going, you'll really come."

I nodded and stopped. We sat up and switched positions, letting the black-haired middle-aged man lie between us. In the room's light, I carefully examined his appearance. He looked to be about thirty years old, with a baby face and thin single eyelids, his cheeks flushed with a faint blush of excitement. He gently bit his lip, slowly raised his hands to his head, and then slightly spread his legs, as if saying, "I'm handing my body over to you to do as you please." This position looked incredibly alluring. The gray-haired middle-aged man and I sat on either side of him, our hands roaming over his body. My hand slid from his armpit to his waist, gently pinching his slightly plump waist. He shifted slightly, dodging my hand, and chuckled softly. His pale, naked body was dazzling under the light. I couldn't resist burying my head between his legs, watching his perfect penis stand erect, trembling slightly. I licked it like a child licking a lollipop.

At this moment, the gray-haired middle-aged man also leaned in to share with me. We took turns sucking on it, sometimes one side at a time, sliding it up and down. I played with his testicles, then the gray-haired middle-aged man moved his body below, lifting his black-haired legs and beginning to lick his anus. We lay on top of him like this, one in front of the other, our violent movements as if we wanted to devour him whole. I noticed that the black-haired middle-aged man seemed unable to withstand such stimulation; his hands gripped the sides of the pillow tightly, his whole body trembling and writhing, and he began to emit lewd moans. I felt his hand groping for my penis, so I shifted my body, straddling his head and positioning my penis in his mouth. He grasped it and sucked on it, while his other hand gently played with my anus. When his tongue licked my anus, that tingling sensation returned, spreading throughout my body once more. My hands, which had been supporting me on the floor, went limp, and I rolled over and lay back down. The

gray-haired man lowered his legs, placing them above my head. His short, thick penis stood erect amidst the dense pubic hair. I stroked the incredibly aroused glans, knowing it was about to erupt, so I licked it gently. Then the black-haired middle-aged man sat up, lifted my legs, and began licking again. I felt a wet sensation coming from my opening. He circled his fingers around the outside of my opening, slowly probing deeper. My body reacted violently, all my muscles tensing, my sphincter clenching tightly…

“It hurts…” I said.

"Mmm, relax, I'll be gentle..." His voice was so gentle it was irresistible, so I trusted him and surrendered my body to him.

The gray-haired middle-aged man moved over, grasped my penis, and began to stroke it, whispering, "Come on, focus your attention here."

I nodded, placed my hands above my head, grabbed the towels we had scattered on the floor behind me, and focused my attention on my penis in the gray-haired man's hand. But I still felt the black-haired middle-aged man's fingers, lubricated by his tongue, gently entering my body, rotating lightly, then going in and out. After a few times, it didn't hurt as much. And slowly, as his fingers left my body, I began to feel a strange sensation, a slight itch, so I twisted my body, longing for the moment he would put his fingers back in. Soon, this sensation, mixed with the gray-haired man's movements, almost brought me to extreme excitement, as if I might explode at any moment. I gestured for them to stop. By then, the gray-haired man couldn't hold back any longer. He gasped, "I'm going to come." "

Let it come...shoot it on me," I replied. He nodded, so I grasped his thick, short penis and began to stroke it vigorously. I could feel his whole body gradually tensing up. On the other side, the black-haired middle-aged man leaned over and licked the gray-haired man's breasts. I had only stroked it a few times when a white line flashed before my eyes, and I sprayed directly onto the black-haired middle-aged man's body. Then, his hot semen shot completely onto my chest, and he involuntarily let out a deliberately suppressed moan. I continued to gently stroke his gradually softening penis, while simultaneously reaching out with my other hand to grasp and rub the black-haired middle-aged man's hot penis. He spread his legs and knelt on top of me, his hands reaching into the air, his head tilted back, and he continued to moan. The gray-haired middle-aged man lowered his head and took turns sucking on his breasts. Finally, he ejaculated violently in my hand, a lot of it landing on my face. His body convulsed violently, semen gushing out like a fountain…

After they both slowly calmed down and recovered, they lifted my legs, spreading them wide in the air. This time, they mercilessly used their nimble tongues to lick and suck on both my front and back, making me incredibly itchy. I grabbed the black-haired middle-aged man's hand, signaling him to put his hand back in. When his fingers entered my body again, my body trembled uncontrollably, and I let out unconscious moans. I knew I was about to come, and I grabbed the gray-haired middle-aged man's hand, saying to him, "I'm coming…" I tried to pull him away, but he stubbornly held my penis in his mouth and began to thrust faster… And so, my body convulsed, and under the double attack, I ejaculated completely into his mouth. He not only swallowed all of my semen but also licked my penis clean with his tongue…

Finally, when they lay down on either side of me, exhausted, I was still covered in their semen. After they used toilet paper to wipe me clean, I could still think I could smell the semen. I turned to look at them, and we both laughed. We rested in the room for a while, and before leaving, we chatted briefly. We both felt that the experience was quite good, and that there seemed to be more room for development, so we exchanged contact information and agreed to meet again next week.

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