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The Mile High Club
Chapter Four: 'Bangkok: Penthouse Fun'
While Kyle tasted his first black cock, his Dad Rod and his brother Steve were busy with Alex, the flight attendant.
The Australian hunks wanted to test the American boy’s skills, and Alex was eager to please, to show off his skills, to satisfy the Aussies enough to never forget him.
After the door to the penthouse suite closed behind the three and that first impulse to walk out and enjoy the view from the balcony was over, Alex had the full unobstructed view of two solid ‘towers of power’, two fat meat-sticks ready to be devoured.
He knelt, and Dad and Son both let him lick their dickheads, taste their precum, making them moan and grunt in lust, their cocks growing to full size and steely rigidity.
Rod sat down on the bed, pulled up his legs, laid back, and Alex knew the man wanted to be serviced by a professional. Daddy Rod’s cock was not the longest Alex had ever seen, but by far the thickest. Alex playfully crawled near the older man, and soon engulfed the fat cock briefly, making Rod moan loudly before he licked the man’s huge nuts.
Alex knew he blatantly presented his ass to the second hunk in the room. He was turned on immensely, as he never had been shared by a father-son team.
While Alex licked the father’s nuts and even his ass-crack, he felt the son’s tongue, deep, relentless, licking his assring, eating out Alex’s ass, preparing him to be fucked.
Much to the men’s surprise, Alex took the lead. He grinned as he pushed Daddy Rod back and climbed on top of him, straddling him, slowly squatting down, taking the thick dickhead into his hungry ass.
Slick with precum and saliva, the super-thick dickhead slowly slid in. Alex struggled a little at first, feeling his assring expand more than ever before. However, he was driven by lust and the urge to show those Australian ‘Bushies’ what a real boy could take.
“Auurghmmmm!” Alex grunted while Rod’s fat dick slid in, deep. He lost concentration for a moment, slumped forward onto the man’s hairy chest, felt the muscled arms close around him, and heard the hunky daddy say: ”Ok, Son, stick it in!”
It took a second for Alex to realize what he had started. Steve did what his Dad and his horniness told him to. Alex screamed as he felt what happened next, as the second dick forced it’s way up inside of him.
Alex struggled in vain. The daddy held him with ease, embracing him tightly with his muscled arms.
For a fleeting moment he asked himself if Kyle had to endure the same, but the Dad addressed this issue while grunting:”Shit, boy, you are even tighter than Kyle!”
Alex now knew the youngest of the three usually serviced the other two.
Meanwhile, in the Aussie's room, Kyle came, hands-free, just triggered by JJ’s fat black cock.
The boy shot an ample load, covering his abs, pecs, even tasting a few drops on his lips. He spasmed and struggled, tightening his assring without even knowing it. With every squirt he massaged JJ’s fuckstick.
“Oh fuck boy.... you’re so hot.... do it again, milk my dick, make me cum in ur ass!”
While JJ used all his stamina to fuck Kyle hard, deep, quick and forcefully, like a real stallion, the boy came twice more. The wonders of youth, shown here, and shown in the Penthouse as well.
Alex not only take the two cocks at the same time, a first for him, he also mastered the art of massaging those dicks at the same time.
The Australian Dad was the first to scream out his cumshot. He had saved his load the whole morning, right from the moment he saw Alex and JJ by the pool and was smitten by the sexy young Americans.
Rod had not told anyone, but he had fond memories of two ranch-hands he had hired a few years back for a summer, long before Kyle was old enough to be used to get someone’s rocks off. The twins were ready, able and willing, willing to put out, to suck cock, take dick into their asses, even fuck each other for an audience of the rancher and some of his friends.
Alex, looking like those brown-haired boys, was just the right type to trigger the best and the worst in the Daddy, and to feel his own son’s dick slide in and out the tight fly-boy-ass next to his own made him cum like a rocket.
Steve however had something else in mind. He wanted Alex to ride his cock. The young man wanted to be serviced, wanted to be pleasured, wanted to feel someone work him until he came.
When his Dad was done and laid back, panting, Steve pulled out as well and lay down on the bed. He wanted Alex to straddle him, face him, kiss him while he slowly slid down on his dick.
As Steve had fucked him from behind, Alex now saw the older brother’s cock for the first time in all it’s full glory, hard as steel, long, thick, with a slight curve, ready to pierce his assring and end up rearranging his internal organs.
Steve had read his mind, it seemed. He smiled lewdly, and his voice was dripping in throaty lust as he helped Alex to sit down on his cock, impale himself on that thick piece of fuckmeat:
”You will taste my cum on your tongue from the inside, when I’m done with you!”
Before, Steve had shared Alex’s ass with his Dad’s super-thick cock, so Alex took the rampant invader with ease. However, now Steve was in a different position. Alex weight alone made him slide down, the exhausted youngster seemed like a puppet with cut strings. He sat down deep, took Steve’s cock down to his balls, and it was Steve’s raw power that lifted him up again and let him slide down.
The Australian Dad sat in the sidelines and watched.
His son lay flat, his hands under the arms of the young American, his biceps bulging when he lifted Alex up, almost off his cock, and relaxing again when he let the boy slide down again.
While Steve looked like he used a machine in gym, lifting a weight with his arms to workout his bulging muscles, Alex looked like a mere sex-puppet.
Alex's eyes glazed over, he just moaned, oblivious to what was happening to him. While Daddy Rod watched and jerked his dick to new hardness, Alex seemed to be out of it, overwhelmed by the footlong schlong that was about to cum with the pressure of a firehose.
The young farmer worked his fucktoy with the power he had gained in his years growing up in the wilderness of Australia. The countless bails of hay he had moved, the heavy equipment he had handled, even the sheep and the cows he had corralled from one pasture to the next, had given Steve muscles of iron.
Alex, however, was, by far not as helpless as he looked. Rod froze in mid-motion, stopped jerking off, as he saw that Alex locked eyes with him. For a moment his own son, spearing the young man mercilessly, was forgotten. All Daddy Rod saw was Alex, like in the spotlight of a bright beam of blinding light. The young man entranced him, a slight grin on his lips, his cock hard. While Steve fucked him, the boy was the rider, in full control of the mighty stud under him.
The young little devil manipulated the men, just like he always had manipulated men to get what he wanted. Today all he wanted was sex, the feeling of being used and abused.
For quite some time now he had reveled in the pure lust he felt when powerful men fucked him into oblivion, pushed him down without asking, shoved their cocks into his mouth or ass to quench their thirst, got their rocks off, pumped out their seed.
He knew he was a real sub, a true bottom, the slave in a BDSM role-play, he could play a ‘son’ when a perverted ‘Daddy’ wanted to fulfill his greatest fantasy without risking anything.
However, he also knew that he was always in control.
Just like he had used his body to make JJ invite him for the weekend, all expenses paid, maybe even gaining a healthy tip, he now used the Australians to fulfill one of his fantasies.
He had been spitroasted before, more than once, but he had never had a Dad and a Son at the same time, even cumming inside his tight ass at the same time.
The best, however, was yet to come.
Kyle and JJ opened the door of the Penthouse just as Alex seemed to wake up again and now used his assring to massage Steve’s cock.
They had already heard the moans and grunts from outside, even through he closed door, and JJ opened it really slowly and carefully to peek inside without disturbing the show. What they saw was breathtaking, and the two felt their dicks grow hard inside their tight speedos, even after several cumshots each had had just before.
It was a sight to behold. Rod watched his older son struggle and pant while he fist-fucked his own beercan thick dick. Steve was still working hard, lifting Alex up and let him slide down.
Neither the Son nor the Daddy saw Alex’s twinkling eyes or his slight sinister grin. While the men thought they used him, Alex played with them. Steve was nothing like a motorized dildo, while Rod
simply posed as a sexy sidekick, working his dick to add an extra thrill, just like a hardcore porn video playing on TV.
When the boy heard the click of the door, he even amplified his shenanigans. Steve had no idea his dick was being worked masterfully, massaged just the right way to keep it on the edge.
As Alex saw JJ and Kyle, he clenched his inner muscles tight. The newcomers saw his face change and his body tighten as Alex used his power to make Steve cum like he had never came before.
”UUUURGHHHHMMM FUCKKKKKK! HELLLL YESSSSS MILK MY DICK!” Steve suddenly screamed out in lust.
Daddy Rod, watching the thrilling display in front of him, jerked much faster now. Alex had made Steve grunt out to trigger Rod, but now he somehow hit the jackpot with JJ and Kyle as extras.
The watchers by the door were already jerking, their speedos pushed under their nuts. Steve spasmed as he came, rocking and writhing, loosing all control.
Alex felt Steve tighten his muscles as he came inside him. The boy’s ass now mercilessly squeezed every last drop of cum out of Steve's nuts, just as the young man did when milking a bull or a stud to harvest a prized animal’s fresh load of sperm for artificial insemination.
Both, JJ and Kyle alike, saw what Alex had done to the other two Australians. The men in the room were spent, covered in sweat, grinning like drunks or after a huge joint. The fly-boy had used his skills to make the men give him what he wanted, to squeeze every last ounce of their power out of their dicks.
Kyle felt a sudden burst of rage. To see the grinning American was hard to bear, so he walked over briskly and shoved his cock right onto those pouty lips, fucking away the grin.
Alex, still sitting down on the fat dick that just had unloaded into his ass, now lost the upper hand. Now two Aussie brothers spitroasted him, the younger fucking his throat, while the older was just inside him, passive, but still massive.
He did not see that Daddy Rod motioned JJ over to him to suck the sexy Quarterback’s dick. Once again the room was filled with moans, with the slurping sounds of blowjobs.
Alex did not know that the brothers had done such a thing before. Steve just moved slightly, let himself sink back to lay down along the sofa, while Kyle pulled his glistening dick out of Alex’ mouth and knelt between the fly-boy’s legs. Before Alex really realized that he was about to be double-dicked again, Kyle had put the American’s legs on his shoulders and slammed in, balls-deep, in one long, merciless thrust.
“AUURgghhmmmm fuuuuckkk....” was all Alex could grunt out. Luckily, Steve’s cock only slowly gained it’s full hardness and girth again, and Kyle’s dick was not as thick as his Dad’s by a long way. Alex took the two dicks like a champion, sprawled back onto Steve’s chest, feeling the older Son’s arms around his body, holding him in place.
The sofa Steve now laid back onto was more a padded platform without a back, a recliner, a day bed of sorts, perfect for sex, so now JJ and Rod were able to walk over and stand left and right of Alex and Steve.
Both men had hard-ons in their hands, and two pairs of lips were vacant, so they pushed their cocks right in, JJ into Steve’s mouth, Rod into Alex’. 
The heated scene would have been any porn producer’s dream. Even without directions, Alex had brought the best or the worst of the men out into the bright light of day.
It took several minutes before the first cock spurted it’s cumload. The first to cum was the only dick that had not already unloaded several times.
It was Alex who had stopped controlling the situation, Alex whose prostate was now massaged by two brother’s cocks, Alex, unable to hold back, Alex that came hands-free, spurting the umpteenth load of the day.
As he came, he triggered the others. Each of the men came within a minute, filling a tight ass or a deep throat.
It was Rod and Steve at the time who killed the mood, the somber afterglow following the orgy of man to man sex when exclaiming ”Fuck, I need a beer!”
The men, still an entangled mass of sweaty flesh, slowly stood. Their dicks were still glistening with a glaze of cum and saliva, still at least half hard, but all they needed now was some rest and something to drink.
It was Alex, returning into his flight-attendant persona, who offered to serve drinks by the whirlpool, giggling madly as he looked over to his spent fuckers.
He had been the top of the crop, even though they all had fucked him and filled his every orifice with their cum.
In the end the servant had turned into the master.
The group split up, some lazily lounging on sunbeds, some using the whirlpool. The Australians had already announced that their flight would leave later that same Saturday night, so it was just JJ and Alex again.
However, Alex felt it clearly, the thrill was over. JJ lounged with Kyle, caressing the young Australian’s hair while they quietly talked, Steve shared a sunbed with Alex, asking all kinds of questions about the boy’s life as a ‘fly-boy’. Daddy Rod had actually retired to the room several floors down, to “Do what old men do!” as Kyle cheekily commented.
No doubt Rod would get a couple of beers and watch a game, drifting off into a well needed nap on the sofa before they needed to leave for the airport.
Alex knew the best he could do was slip back into his flight-attendant persona. JJ would tell him whether he needed his services or not.
In the end, he was right. When he woke up from a short refreshing slumber, JJ was gone.
A note on the desk, together with a hotel-envelope full of cash announced JJ was meeting ‘friends’.
Alex left the next morning, fresh, relaxed, ready for his long flight back to San Francisco.
Prasert made sure the hotel-limousine was there for the guest of JJ the Quarterback, and while he bade a respectful ‘Good-Bye’ to the young man he had enjoyed so thoroughly, he whispered in Alex’s ear:”Make sure you come here when you are in Bangkok next time. I’m sure I can find a man for you!”