Will you fuck me?

"Will you fuck me?"

Aramis shouldn't be surprised, they didn't really know each other so he had no way to guess at Porthos's preferences, but he was. How often did drop-dead gorgeous men show up and politely ask to get fucked? Actually it happened to Aramis jus about every day, he had something of a reputation, but it still pleased him immensely.

"I'd love to," he answered, squeezing his already-hard cock through his shorts. "Do you wanna stay here or go in back?"

"Can we stay here? I like being watched," Porthos grinned dirtily.

"Man after my own heart," Aramis replied. He stripped and stroked his dick with one hand, showing Porthos what he was going to get. "Keep the shirt on, I like how it looks. In fact, I wanna play with your nipples through the shirt."

"I have them pierced, did you see?"

Aramis reached out to touch, pinching one nipple to feel the hard steel hoop running throughout, and Porthos shivered in response. Aramis tugged Porthos by the nipple over to the small cot he kept in one corner for exactly this purpose.

"Let me get these pants off first," Porthos offered, tugging the tight jeans down to reveal his gorgeous cock It was bigger than Aramis's, bigger than most people's, and thick. The shaft was thicker towards the head than the base, and Aramis couldn't wait -- he went to his knees and took Porthos isn his mouth, slurping up precise and feeling it slide slick over his tongue. After a few minutes Porthos pulled back and lay on the coat, spreading his legs.