Barebacked by the Barback (bisexual MMF menage‪)‬

Bartender Nathan Garrett's been carrying on an affair for the past couple of weeks with his barback Johnny and their mutual friend Jeanelle.  When a chance comes for Nathan and Johnny to leave work early, they head home for an evening in with Jeanelle; but, in order to be allowed to cum, Nathan will first be cockteased mercilessly.  Will he resist the urge until after dinner?


These intense 4,600 words of uncensored bisexual fantasy contain a hot threesome with strong gay themes, masses of tension, teasing and denial, a beautiful dinner, and a mind-blowing bareback a**l finale.


Excerpt:


As soon as the street door swung closed, Nathan tried to grab Johnny's ass.  He was ready for it, though, and dodged.  They proceeded up the stairs like that, Nathan always missing at the last moment; and Johnny even threw the door closed in his face, to buy himself just enough time to unlock his apartment door and disappear through it.


Nathan rushed through, hot on Johnny's heels; and then he screeched to a halt.  The smell was divine!  He couldn't quite place it, but whatever was cooking...wow.


And then Jeanelle came trotting out of the kitchen area, in a bikini that looked as though it had been painted on, and an enormous chef's hat.  Nathan looked her up and down, several times, jaw wide open, completely unable to process the image.


Something damp and fabric-y hit him in the face.  It was Johnny's T-shirt.  Nathan put his hands up quickly to stop it falling off, and inhaled deeply.  The smell went straight to his groin, racing through his nervous system, switching it all on properly.  While Johnny had been teasing him he was horny, sure; but there was a big difference between just being a bit horny and where he was now.


"You dirty boy" purred Jeanelle, and his cock twitched inside his jeans.


"Say, Jeanelle?" said Johnny.  "How long until the food's ready?


"Well," said Jeanelle, "we've got at least twenty more minutes.  You're early."


Johnny crossed the room, and he began whispering into Jeanelle's ear.  Jeanelle stood up on her tiptoes to listen to him.  The smile that spread across her face, as Nathan pulled the intoxicating T-shirt away from his nose, was enough to make him gulp.


They advanced on him.  One to the left.  One to the right.  It was the most erotic and most terrifying thing he'd ever seen.


Johnny took hold of his face, and he didn't resist.  The kiss was perfect.  And as their lips met, he felt Jeanelle breathing heavily against his ears.


Nathan shuddered, and his knees weakened for a moment before he regained control over his body.  Long, female fingernails danced across his toned, tight torso.  He didn't carry the kind of muscle that Johnny did, but he was slim and trim and very much in shape.


He wrapped his arms tight round Johnny and held on.  They kissed, again and again, Johnny exploring every part of his mouth, then encouraging Nathan to do the same.  And as he did so, Jeanelle took his nipple between her fingers, and began to gently scratch and squeeze.


A great moan took shape in Nathan's chest, forcing itself up and out, muffled by Johnny, but still plenty heartfelt.  He felt a hand on his butt, caressing gently, slipping into his waistband.  Two hands.  Carefully avoiding his cock.  Reaching for his button, his zipper.  Pulling them down, and his underwear with it.