My new flat is near the centre of town, close to the Gay Village. So I'd started checking out some of the bars. I wasn't sure what I was hoping for, I was still too shy to go and talk to any of the other men there. I just hoped that being there would make something happen. And after a couple of weeks, it did.

It was a slow Thursday night, there weren't many people in the bar and they all looked vaguely familiar. The only one who was by himself looked away nervously when I glanced in his direction. I normally saw him with a very pretty, tall slim blonde. I wondered where she was this night, but only in passing before returning to my beer. They had one good hand pulled ale amongst all the trendy bottled lagers and I was going to savour my pint then head back to the flat.

Someone sat on the stool beside me. I looked around to see the guy I'd spotted earlier. He was younger than me, quite handsome with a square face, short, spiky dark hair and blue eyes. "Hi." he smiled.

"Hi."

"I think we're neighbours. I'm Julian." He had a very cultured accent, probably the product of an expensive school. He offered me his hand and I shook it. "Miranda and I have seen you coming and going from the apartment building."

"Miranda?"

"My wife." The blonde, at a guess.

"I'm on the first floor."

"We're on the third. We, er, we wondered if you might like to come up and......"

"And?"

"Erm, fool around." Julian had gone a bright red.

"With whom?"

"With both of us. Hopefully."

I didn't need to think long about the offer. "I'd like that. Now?"

"Yes please. Erm, just one second" Julian waved to the very camp head barman, who walked over with a big grin. Julian gave him a twenty pound note. The barman winked at me as he stuffed the note into his shirt pocket.

As we left the bar Julian told me, "Martin claimed he can tell which way someone swings after they've bought a few drinks from him. He pointed you out as a bi guy who'd like to play and bet us twenty pounds on it."

"That's an interesting skill to have."

As we got closer to the apartment building Julian became more and more nervous. When we got into the lift he admitted, "I've... We've never done this before."

"I have. Though it was more planned. It takes a lot of guts to walk up to someone in a bar and ask what you did."

Julian went bright red again. It was quite endearing. "Thanks. Maybe you can tell us what to do next."

We got off on the third floor and only had to step across the corridor from the lift to the door of Julian's flat. The door opened into the living room. The blonde, Miranda, was sat cross-legged on a big sofa playing a racing game. She dropped the controller and jumped up as we entered. "He came!" She was almost bouncing on the spot with excitement

"Martin was right, all we had to do was ask. This is......" Julian flushed again.

"Robert."

"Robert thought our offer was very interesting."

We stood around for a moment, before Miranda perked up and asked, "Would you like some wine? White? Red?"

"White please."

When Miranda returned and handed out wine glasses the uncomfortable silence returned. "How should we do this?" Julian asked eventually.

I didn't really know, but I got an idea when I looked at the game on the television screen. "How about we strip race."

"Strip race?"

"I've got that game, you can have two player races. The winner stays on and the loser removes an item of clothing."

Julian and Miranda considered the idea for a moment before saying "Okay" practically together. "You boys race first." Miranda suggested.

I hadn't played the game in a while, and lost my first race to Julian. I took off my shoes and socks- voted one item- and shuffled up to let Miranda onto the sofa. Barefoot, when she lost she took off her top to reveal her bra. I tried not to stare as I took on Julian.

I did better than our first race, but still lost my T-shirt.

Miranda managed to beat her husband in the next race and he removed his footwear. I had decided I really wanted to see her breasts and was ready to do whatever it took. In the penultimate corner of the race I was close enough to her car for the plan to work. I didn't brake, instead I used her car to slow me down pushing it off the track as I did. "Cheat!" she proclaimed as her car spun on the grass. But she quickly unhooked her bra and dropped it to the floor as I crossed the finishing line. Her breasts were as good as I'd hoped. Small and firm, with very hard nipples. Julian brushed her left breast as he reached for the controller and she let out a little sigh.

Julian beat me in the next race and I was down to my boxer shorts. They both stared at the tent in my underwear before starting the next race. Miranda beat Julian and he took off his shirt. I planned to get Miranda's jeans in the next race, using the same tactic as before. But she was wise to it this time, braked very hard going into a corner and side-swiped me off the road. "Cheat." I pouted as she grinned. When her car crossed the finishing line far ahead of me I stood and pulled off my boxers.

They both stared at my erection. Then they looked at each other, grinning. Julian grabbed the controller and went through the pre race set up at record speed. However, he lost and had to remove his trousers. I was pleased to find he was commando, and we were now both naked. His dick was as hard as mine. It was slightly longer, but not as thick. Miranda took the controller off him and gave it to me.

With a naked man on either side of her, Miranda couldn't concentrate on her race, particularly as her husband brushed her breasts as he pointed out directions to her. She stood before us and slid out of her jeans, revealing a white thong. "Hold on. You're both naked. What are you going to do as a forfeit when the race is over"

I considered this. "Well, the loser could go down on the winner, I guess." I looked at Julian to see what he thought of this. He was bright red again, but he nodded with a smile.

Miranda sat on the floor facing us, watching us as we jostled each other as we raced. To be honest, I wanted to just lean over and take Julian's lovely dick into my mouth right away. But I thought about how good it would be if he were to do that to me instead and vowed to race for my blow-job. It didn't work. I kept looking down and seeing Miranda's breasts with their hard nipples. I spun off half way through the second lap and couldn't possibly win. I handed the controller to Miranda. "What's this for?"

"Well, you've got to race him whilst I do my forfeit." I knelt before Julian and spread his legs so I could get at his magnificent hard on. I licked the under side of it and he almost crashed as he looked down at me. "Finish your winning lap." I told him. He nodded, but I could imagine how hard it was for him to concentrate as I swirled my tongue around the red head of his dick.

I slowed down my sucking when Julian had finished, to let him set up the next race, then I took a ball into my mouth just as it started. Julian was all over the track. Miranda giggled and pulled away for an early lead. My tactic was to distract Julian as much as possible and make him lose, but Miranda was too busy looking down at what I was doing to draw her lead out very far. I opened my mouth and took as much as I could of Julian's dick into it before closing my lips around the shaft and drawing back up with a slurp. At that point it was obvious that Julian wasn't going to win the race. I pooled saliva in my mouth to lubricate as I began bobbing my head up and down. Julian let the controller drop to the seat and leaned back against the cushion. Miranda did a parade lap to win then set her controller aside.

"What's my forfeit?" Julian asked.

I finally let his dick out of my mouth to tell him "That's for Miranda to decide." As she thought about this I cupped his balls with my left hand and gently jacked him off with my right. He squirmed on the seat, sliding further and further off it.

"I want you two to suck each other." Miranda announced, "Do a 69."

I shuffled away from the sofa and lay on my side on the floor. Julian came over and laid down so that his penis was level with my face and I could feel his warm breath on my crotch. I took his hard on in my hand and kissed the head. He did the same to me. I licked the under side of his dick and he licked mine.

As Julian became more confident he stopped following my lead and tried out things for himself. He took me in his mouth and swirled his tongue around the shaft. I licked his balls then moved my tongue up one side then the other.

Miranda sat beside me and kissed her way up my body. When she reached my head I offered her her husband's dick and she sucked eagerly on it before kissing her way up his body. When she got to Julian's head he offered her my hard on and they licked and kissed it together.

As I bobbed my head up and down on the top of Julian's shaft he stopped licking me and started groaning. He was about to come. Miranda rushed round and started sucking his balls and licking the base of his dick. I felt the spasms as he start pumping come then tasted it as it hit my tongue. There was a lot of it. I swallowed what I could but some escaped from the sides of my mouth. Then I pulled the still spurting penis from my mouth and Miranda took it in hers and sucked up the last of the come.

Julian and I rolled onto our backs away from each other. I brushed some sticky semen from around my mouth and licked it off my fingers. Miranda moved down and I soon felt her mouth on my cock head. She licked it up and down then took it as deep into her mouth as she could. I let out a satisfied groan as Julian joined his wife and took my balls in his mouth.

They started passing my hard on back and forth. First one would suck the head and lick around it whilst the other licked the base of the shaft and the balls, then they'd change. It wasn't long before I came. They both fought each other with their tongues to get the most of my spunk.

I was still hard after I'd come. Miranda was eyeing my erection. "Honey. Can I?" she asked Julian.

"I want to see that."

"Can you get the box."

As Julian went into the bedroom Miranda stretched out on the floor and beckoned me over. I tugged her thong downward, revealing shaved pubes and a pink, wet pussy. I spread Miranda's thighs and kissed around her crotch. When Julian returned he found me licking up and down her slit. I stopped just long enough to suggest, "Why don't you lube up my arse." He dug in the little wooden box and pulled out a tube of lube. He passed me a condom and unscrewed the tube.

I rolled the condom down my shaft and moved up Miranda's body. Julian reached down and helped guide me into his wife. Miranda moaned as I slid easily into her very wet pussy. When I was buried as deep as I'd go in her she hooked her legs around my thighs and reached back to pull my butt cheeks apart.

Something cold ran down my crack and pooled at my sphincter. Something pushed at my hole and I relaxed it. Julian's finger slid into me. Then it pulled out and more lube was squirted into the hole. I pulled out of Miranda, pushing back onto the finger, then thrust back into her slowly. When I pulled out again Julian managed to get two fingers into me.

I stayed still and Julian started pumping my arse with his fingers. He rocked me back and forth and I ground against Miranda. She kissed all around my face and made little moans.

Julian pulled his fingers out of me and squirted more lube into me. Then he leaned back to get a condom and roll it onto his hard on. "Oh yes." Miranda sighed, "Put it into him."

Julian placed his hard on against my arsehole and started pushing. I tried to relax and let him in. I've played with my arse with my fingers and toys, but nothing is quite as satisfying as a good hard dick. As it eased through my ring I began to shiver with pleasure.

As Julian buried himself in me Miranda held me tight. As he started pushing in and out of me I moved under him, grinding against her clit. She came loudly, calling out to her husband to thrust harder. Then, as I came and filled the condom, she came again. Julian thrust a few more times then sighed as he came as well.

We slid gently out of each other and laid in a tangle on the floor. "Wow." said Julian.

"I told you this would be great." said Miranda, kissing her husband. Then she kissed me, "Thank you for joining our fantasy."

"Will you come to bed with us?" Julian asked, "We don't have to go to work tomorrow so...."

"I work from home, so I can get up when I want." I told him, "I'd love to go to bed with you." I got up, slightly shakily, and picked up the box.

Julian and Miranda stood either side of me and put their arms around my waist. "We should have games nights every week or so." Miranda suggested, "Maybe we can get Martin to suggest a girl for me."