Three Men in a Tub
 

 by: Hankster

© 2016 by the author

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Anthony and Dominick (Tony and Dom) had been friends since kindergarten.  They grew up together in Farmington, MI, a suburb of Detroit.  By the time they were twelve years old, and attending middle school, they started to “play” together.  As freshmen in high school, they realized that they were both gay.  Neither one had any desire to make love with anyone else but themselves.  And boy, did they make love, often and together.

They were both big guys, so they had no trouble lying about their ages, renting male videos, and then practicing what they had learned on screen.  As they grew older, male video sites began to emerge on the internet, and that added immensely to their education. 

They roomed together in college, and hardly a night went by, that they didn’t make love.  They even shared the same major, Hospitality Management.  When they graduated college they rented their first apartment together, and each one had a slew of jobs in restaurants and hotels.  They built up a little nest egg, and opened their own restaurant in the downtown area of Detroit.  The restaurant featured Italian cuisine, but the dishes were so gourmet, that they were unrecognizable.  The ingredients, that they added to traditional Italian food, were absolutely delicious, and the restaurant became an instant success, especially with the gay community.

Although they never formally married, they marked the first time they ever played together, when they were twelve, as their wedding day, and referred to each other as “husbands.”  They celebrated their thirtieth anniversary when they were only forty-two years young.  Two of their staff covered for them that night, and they went to their favorite gay bar, The Woodward Cocktail Lounge and Bar.

It was a quiet, mid-week night, and they actually were able to get two seats together at the bar, but they were the last two seats available.  They weren’t about to give them up, until they were both sloshed, and went home to mark their anniversary with a superb love-making session.  At least, that was their plan.

They were not aware that a very young man was standing behind them, trying to get the bartender’s eye, so he could order a drink.  Just as the bartender served Tony and Dom their second drink, the young man asked him to please get him a Black Russian.  The bartender carded the young man, and he was satisfied that he was twenty-one.

Tony and Dom turned around to get a glimpse of him.  They had never seen the young man at The Woodward before.  He was stunningly handsome.  He stood about six feet tall.  His body was lean, but tight and muscular.  His hair was a light brown, even though it had been strawberry-blond when he was a boy.  His eyes were so light a hazel, they almost looked colorless.  His nose was short, but it had a high bridge, and his square chin had a cleft in it.  From their seated position the older men could even make out the contour of his cock against his very tight denim shorts.  Tony thought that he was cut, but Dom thought he was uncut.

While the boy was waiting for his drink, Tony asked him what he was doing in a bar, this late, on a school night.  It was none of his business, but he wanted to strike up a conversation with the handsome youth.

The boy started to laugh.  “I graduated last June,” he said.  “I don’t even have a job to go to tomorrow morning.  I majored in Theater Arts, and I haven’t landed a job yet.  Like all good unemployed actors,” he continued, “I’m looking for a job waiting tables.” 

Dom’s eyes lit up.  If this boy worked for him and Tony, he was sure to attract plenty of new business.  The food and the service in their restaurant assured repeat visits from customers, but getting new ones to come in was always a battle.  Dom whipped out his wallet.  While he was fumbling in his wallet, looking for a business card, he asked, “What’s your name, young man?  I’m Dominick, and my husband here, is Anthony.”

“I’m Benjamin,” the young man said, displaying a wide smile that made him appear even better looking, if that were possible.  “Please call me Ben.”

“And please call us Dom and Tony.”  The three men shook hands.

Dom finally got a card out of his wallet, and handed it to Ben.  “We own this restaurant,” he said.  “We’re there every day from 3 PM until midnight.  Come in tomorrow, and we’ll see about getting you a job as a server.”

“Wow,” Ben screamed too loudly.  “This is my lucky day.”

Naturally he hung around his benefactors all evening.  Ben wasn’t much of a drinker, and he nursed his gin and tonic all night, but when the bar was ready to close, Tony and Dom were three sheets to the wind.  Ben was not about to let anything happen to them before he got the elusive job they promised him.

“Did you drive a car here?” he asked.  They both nodded.

“I came by bus, so let me drive you home.  Neither of you should drive tonight.”

“You’re right,” Dom slurred his words.

“We just wanted to celebrate our thirtieth anniversary,” Tony slurred even worse.

Ben found it hard to believe that they had been together thirty years.  They were too young.  He took their key, and he escorted them, one at a time, to their car.  Dom gave him their address, and Ben saw that they had On Star.  He activated it and got directions to their home.  When he got there, he parked in the driveway, but Tony, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, pushed a button on the visor, and the garage door opened up.  Ben drove the car into the garage, pushed the button again, and the door began its downward descent.  By now the older men were able to navigate into the house under their own steam.

A door in the garage led directly into the kitchen.  They each plopped down on a kitchen chair, and promptly dozed off.  Fortunately, they lived in a one-story house.  Ben ran down the hall and quickly located the master bedroom.  He grabbed Tony under his arms, and dragged him to the bedroom.  He undressed him down to his boxers, and laid him comfortably on his king-sized bed.  Then he went to get Dom, and he did the same thing.  The guys hunkered up together, and they barely took up one half of the bed.

Ben realized that he had no way to get home without “borrowing” their car.  He went to check out the guest bedroom for a place to sleep.  It was furnished as an office with bookcases, desks and computers.  He went to the living room, and discovered that the sofa was curved.  He returned to the master bedroom.  Tony and Dom were curled up together, and they were very sound asleep.  He couldn’t believe how youthful they both looked, and what beautiful bodies they had.  He was sorry he hadn’t stripped them naked, so he could enjoy the full Monty.  He could still do it, but he vetoed the idea.  He was too damned tired.

Ben thought, what the hell.  He stripped to his jockey shorts and joined the other men in bed.  He had never slept with more than one guy at a time, and that was for sex.  For some crazy reason, an old nursery rhyme got into his head.  Rub-a-dub-dub, three men in a tub.  It was a good thing he fell fast asleep, because he couldn’t remember the rest of the rhyme.

As the first light of dawn entered the room, it woke Ben, and he could have kicked himself for not closing the blinds before going to sleep.  He wanted to jump out of bed and shut them now, but somehow, he couldn’t.  As he woke to full consciousness, he realized that his jockey shorts had been removed, as had been Dom and Tony’s boxers.  Now they knew that he was cut, and he was to learn that they were both uncut.  Both of them were sucking his cock.  He couldn’t believe it, but he certainly was not about to stop them.  He could not help himself, and he began to moan and purr in supreme pleasure.

The men realized that he had awakened, so Tony continued sucking Ben, while Dom straddled him and presented his cock to him.  Ben didn’t need a rocket scientist to tell him what to do next.  He gobbled up Dom’s cock, and began to suck it as sensuously as he could.  These were his future bosses, and he wanted to secure his employment.  That having been said, he was enjoying himself immensely.

Their passions grew, and both Dom and Ben came, screaming loudly, and they were shouting obscenities to boot.  Tony swallowed everything Ben gave him, and Ben swallowed everything that Dom gave him.  The three men lay exhausted on the big bed.  When they caught their breaths, Tony said, “I didn’t cum.  I’d like to fuck one of you?”  

Before Dom could say a word, Ben pleaded, “Yes, please fuck me.”  For sure Tony had no objection entering that young, firm, bubbly ass. 

“You wouldn’t have any rubbers in your pants, would you?” Tony asked.  “Dom and I don’t use them anymore.”

“Actually, I do,” Ben said.  He hopped over Dom.  His pants were on the floor on Dom’s side.  He reached into one of his pockets and pulled out a package of three condoms.

Tony got the lube.  He wanted desperately to rim Ben first, but he didn’t know when the boy had showered or shit last, and he decided not to.  He did spend a lot of time reaming Ben’s hole.  When he was satisfied, he put on the condom, lubed his cock, and added some lube to Ben’s already greasy ass.  Ben was on his back.  Tony pulled him to the edge of the bed, and raised his legs.  He entered the boy slowly, and effortlessly.  When he was all the way in, he just remained still.  It was Ben who began to pump.

Tony could no longer hold back, and he started to stroke in rhythm with Ben.  Once again, Dom offered Ben his cock, and Ben started sucking.  In a very short while, Dom could feel another orgasm building in his loins.  He was shocked.  He hadn’t cum twice in succession in many years.  He and Tony came simultaneously.

After they recuperated, Dom ordered everyone into the kitchen.  He made breakfast, and they remained naked.  While they were eating, Ben said, “This is the first time I ever participated in a threeway.  It was more fun than I thought it would be, and it has infinite possibilities.  So thank you guys.”

Tony laughed.  “This is our first threeway also,” he said.  “Neither of us has ever slept with another dude, nor have we shared one in our bed before.  It was, as you said, more fun than we had ever dreamed of, so thank you.”

“Let’s shower and get dressed,” Dom said, “and I’ll drive you home, Ben.  Freshen up, and get to the restaurant by 3 PM.  We’ll get you started as a server.”

They continued to play in the shower, all three of them, but none of them came again.

**********

Ben was now working in an environment which was very popular with the gay community.  He was devastatingly handsome, and he was constantly hit on. He had sex four or five nights a week, or rather, mornings, after his shift.  Unfortunately, his threeway with his two bosses was always on his mind.  What he didn’t know is that it was also on their minds.

No matter how much they loved each other, and enjoyed making love with each other, after thirty years, their love making had become routine.  Ben had added welcome spice to their sexual experimentation.  They spoke about it often, and agreed to ask Ben if he would like another session with them.  Dom was elected to speak to him.

One evening, as Ben was ready to leave after his shift, Dom asked him if he would like another go at a threeway with him and Tony.  Of course, he jumped at the chance.  The next night, they had the second of many threeways to come.

They were better prepared this time, and they enjoyed their love making even more.  This time they got more creative.  They added rimming and golden showers to their games.  All three men were very, very happy with their arrangement.

At first Ben came over about once a month, but after about four months, the three men seemed to want to get together more often, and Ben increased his visits to two or three times a month, then to once a week, then to a few days a week.  They constantly altered who was in the middle, and it kept things more spontaneous, and a lot more fun.  When they were out somewhere together, Tony and Dom actually introduced Ben as their second husband.

After a year and a half passed, Ben had more of his stuff at Tony and Dom’s house than he had at his apartment.  One day, after the three men had concluded their love making, they were sitting naked in the kitchen, enjoying a cup of coffee and a freshly toasted bagel.

Out of the blue, without consulting Tony, Dom said, “Ben, honey, you’re here almost all the time now, and most of your stuff is here, why don’t you just move in with us?”

In one voice, Tony and Ben asked, “What?” 

Before Dom could say anything more to either of them, Tony said, “What a great idea.  Why didn’t I think of that?”

Ben was speechless for quite a long time.  Then he mumbled something like, “That’s an offer I can’t refuse.”  Then, more coherently than the moment before, he said, “You guys make me so happy.  I really don’t want to sleep around anymore.  I’d rather live with you, and give up the condoms.  Of course, I’ll say yes.”

So Ben moved into their love nest.  They loved each other dearly, and introduced each other as husbands wherever they went.

About two years after he began to live with Tony and Dom, Ben got a featured role in a play.  It made no difference in their private lives.  Ben got home from the theater about the same time as his husbands got home from the restaurant.

And then the games began……