The Bigger The Better – Scene 4
In the bustling city of Paris, 1978, two dashing young men, Jean-Pierre and Louis, had stumbled upon an old, abandoned mansion. They decided to explore the musty, forgotten abode, eager to discover its secrets. As they ventured deeper, Jean-Pierre’s eyes widened with excitement. “Monsieur, regardz!” he exclaimed, pointing towards a large, ornate door.
Louis grinned mischievously, his hands casually placed in the pockets of his tight leather pants. “Sans doute, une salle de bain!” he said with a wink. They pushed the heavy door open, revealing a lavish bathroom adorned with intricate mosaic tiles and a massive, claw-foot tub. Louis locked the door behind them, turning to Jean-Pierre with a gleam in his eye.
Jean-Pierre’s heart raced as Louis approached him, their bodies nearly touching. Louis’ skilled fingers worked to unbutton Jean-Pierre’s crisp dress shirt, revealing his toned, tan chest. Jean-Pierre’s hands trembled slightly as he reached for Louis’ belt, unbuckling it with a distinct click.
Both men stepped back to admire each other’s silhouettes in the dim light. Louis turned and bent over, making a show of adjusting his leather pants, which clung like a second skin to his firm, round ass. He glanced coyly over his shoulder, smirking. “Gabriel,” Louis called out, “why do you not join us? I sense an ungentlemanly eagerness in your eyes.”
Another man, older and more refined, had been watching intently from the shadows. He stepped forward, introducing himself as Gabriel. Jean-Pierre gulped, feeling a twinge of nervousness, but also delight at the prospect of a threesome with these two alluring gentlemen.
As the trio removed their remaining clothing, they couldn’t help but marvel at each other’s fit, muscular bodies. Louis pulled Jean-Pierre’s buttocks apart, revealing his pink, puckered hole. Gabriel knelt behind Jean-Pierre, his tongue darting out to tease the sensitive flesh. Louis let out a groan of approval, his hand wrapped tightly around his own rigid, uncut cock. Jean-Pierre arched his back, pushing his ass further into Gabriel’s eager mouth.
As Gabriel rimmed Jean-Pierre’s eager hole, Louis’s slick fingers found their way inside, probing and stretching. Jean-Pierre whimpered with pleasure at the dual sensations, his own engorged member throbbing with need. Louis and Gabriel maximized the pleasure for Jean-Pierre, reflecting on the diversity of the gay scene in Europe during the 1970s.
The three men moved to the plush bath mat, where Louis lay back against the wall, his legs spread wide. Jean-Pierre mounted him in a reverse cowboy position, slowly impaling himself on Louis’s rock-hard shaft. Louis’s hands gripped Jean-Pierre’s hips tightly, guiding him down as Jean-Pierre’s face contorted in a mix of pleasure and pain. Once Jean-Pierre was seated comfortably, Gabriel gripped his own impressive, drooling cock and pressed the bulbous head against Jean-Pierre’s rosy pink pucker.
With a deep breath, Jean-Pierre exhaled, relaxing his muscles and allowing Gabriel to enter him from behind. Inch by inch, Gabriel pushed forward, until he was buried to the hilt inside Jean-Pierre. The sensation of dual penetration was overwhelming, and Jean-Pierre’s eyes rolled back in pure ecstasy.
The trio found a rhythm, with Louis thrusting up into Jean-Pierre as Gabriel pulled out. Jean-Pierre bounced on Louis’s lap, his pert ass jiggling with each movement. Louis seized Jean-Pierre’s engorged cock, stroking it in time with their movements. Jean-Pierre’s moans echoed off the bathroom walls, a symphony of debauchery.
As the heat between their bodies intensified, Jean-Pierre could feel his climax building. His cock throbbed, and his balls drew up tight, ready to erupt. Louis’s grip on Jean-Pierre’s hips tightened, and his thrusts became more urgent. Gabriel growled, his movements becoming erratic as he chased his own release.
In a sensual crescendo, all three men reached their peak simultaneously. Louis’s hot seed spurted deep inside Jean-Pierre’s already filled hole. Jean-Pierre arched his back, ejaculating ropes of creamy cum onto Louis’s heaving chest. Gabriel gave one final thrust before exploding, flooding Jean-Pierre’s already stretched hole with his own copious load.
As the trio basked in the afterglow of their intense lovemaking, Jean-Pierre realized that he had found something truly special in the old mansion. The Bulldog, gay and proud, wasn’t just a porn star, but a symbol of the free-love movement that swept through the gay community in the 1970s Europe.
