I detailed how I organised a group bate for my birthday previously on the Better Bator Podcast. Here’s the promised gay erotic story of the goings on of that night. Enjoy this gay bator erotica.
I took another deep breath as I picked up the remote for the heater. I pointed it at the unit but paused. I couldn’t decide if the room was warm enough or too warm now. I had only turned the heater off five minutes ago. I was still wearing pants. The guests would be naked, of course. So maybe I should turn it back on. But we would be sitting close to each other on the couch. So maybe having the room slightly cooler would work, so we don’t end up too hot when we’re sitting together.
The apartment intercom buzzed and I put the remote back down. I walked quickly over and lifted the handset.
“Hey it’s Zeke.” The voice crackled through the small speaker.
“Come on up. Level 5, turn left.”
I pressed the button and after hearing the door click open I replaced the receiver.
The first of tonight’s two guests had arrived, or was at least now in the building. Zeke lived closer so it made sense that he was here first.
I turned the big lights off in the room before turning on the lamps. Lighting was an important part of setting the mood. I opened the app to control the brightness, turning it up a little bit. I was going for a chill hangout vibe, not a dim sex club set up.
The idea was that these two guys, the only two of many who I had been in contact with, were coming over to chill, have a drink and celebrate my birthday. The key part of the celebration was the group wank that would occur once everyone was here and settled.
I had spent the last three weeks working to organise this, an idea that came when I realised my birthday was on what is now recognised as International Masturbation Day. I have tried a few times over the years to organise a group wank or a bate buddy session, but it hadn’t quite worked. Early on I had gotten cold feet and hadn’t really committed to it. But more recently it had been brought down by guys who were either flaky or picky. I had also abandoned one night because I knew the guys who seemed keen didn’t get the vibe I was going for.
In organising tonight I had DMs with at least 10 guys, all of whom said they were keen. That number had dropped down to two, Zeke and Riley. Having learned my lesson from previous attempts I was clear about what I wanted to get out of the night and the vibe I was going for. Both of these guys seemed to get it and were as keen as I was for a chill hangout and stroke.
*knock knock*
Zeke was at the door. I walked over and opened it. I was greeted by Zeke’s smiling face. He was taller than me but not by much, slimmer than me too. And younger. But in our chats on the app he had seemed friendly, a keen bator and up to meet other local bators too.
“Hey. Welcome.” I stuck out my hand and Zeke shook it.
“Thanks. And thanks for having me.”
I stepped aside and showed Zeke into my apartment.
“You’re the first here. Riley messaged that he’s not far away. Can I offer you a drink?” I had stocked the fridge in preparation for tonight, even though I had suggested to the guys that they bring their own.
“All good. I’ve got my own.” Zeke lifted a bottle of Powerade he was holding. “Not much of a drinker and I wanted to make sure I’m hydrated.” A smile spread across his face.
“Good idea.” I smiled in reply to the unspoken hint that we’d be losing some fluids together tonight.
“Nice place you’ve got. That’s a great view.”
As most guests did, Zeke walked over to the balcony first. The large windows faced the city and as the sun set, the lights of the buildings began to shine against the darkened sky.
“Thanks. It’s a great spot. And there’s no neighbouring buildings so I can leave the blinds open.”
Zeke chuffed a laugh, knowing I was hinting at my ability to stay nude and bating with the view of the city in front of me.
“Make yourself comfortable Zeke.” I gestured toward the couch. “Hopefully Riley isn’t too far.”
“Sweet.” Zeke started by removing his shoes and placing them by the door. He removed his jacket and hung it over the chair by the bookcase. He paused with his hands in the waistband of his pants.
“Shall I?” he asked.
“Please. I will be once Riley arrives.”
Zeke nodded and slid the pants down his legs. I took a moment to notice how the briefs he was wearing hugged his bulge. I could already tell he had a sizable pair of balls in the cotton pouch. He sat on the couch and placed his drink on the table beside it.
“It’s nice and warm in here too.”
I breathed an inner sigh of relief that I hadn’t turned the heater on again.
The buzzer of the intercom stopped me from replying and I turned away from Zeke’s half-nude form to answer it.
“Hey. It’s Riley.”
“Hey. Come on up. Level 5. Turn left.”
I pressed the button. The door clicked and I hung up.
I made small talk with Zeke about his short trip here while we waited for Riley to make the journey up in the lift.
*knock knock*
I stepped over and opened the door. Riley was a little shorter than me, with a little more meat on his frame than Zeke. He smiled and offered his hand. I took it and shook it.
“Welcome.” I said before stepping back to let him in.
“Thanks for the invite. I brought beers.”
“Great.” I took the six-pack from Riley and introduced him to Zeke as I removed one and put the rest in the fridge.
I walked over to the couch with a beer in one hand for Riley and a cider in the other hand for myself.
By the time I reached the couch, Riley was already down to his briefs and sitting at the other end.
“Damn. Now I’m behind.” I laughed and handed Riley his drink before placing mine down. I quickly slid my pants off my legs and my jumper off my body. Now I stood in my living room in just a t-shirt and briefs, while my two guests sat on my couch wearing the same.
“We saved you the prime position birthday boy.” Zeke patted the vacant place on the couch between the two of them.
“Lucky me.” I grabbed my drink again before I slid into place.
Riley and I opened our bottles together and clinked them. “Cheers.”
We took our first sips, Zeke from his Powerade, before we jumped into some small talk. First was about the guys’ travels in getting here. Riley had come from the other side of the city but traffic hadn’t been too much of an issue. Zeke lived close enough to walk. Very convenient.
We then talked about how I’d gone about organising the night. The guys agreed with the challenges I had faced, having come up against them as well, but we agreed that a group of three was fine.
As much as I had talked about the night being a night of a few drinks, some chat and then a stroke, the tension was strong in the air already. We relaxed quickly and as I glanced to either side of me, I could tell that all three of us were no longer soft in our briefs.
My guests politely continued with the small talk for a couple more minutes as I drank a little more. I was enjoying the company, but also enjoying the anticipation. As we shifted on the couch our legs would occasionally brush each other. It seemed that I had bought the perfect size for a three-man bate session.
“Should we put some porn on?” I asked, sensing that the other two were waiting for my lead.
“Up to you birthday boy,” Riley said.
“I think now is as good a time as any.” I reached over Riley to retrieve my iPad from beside the couch. After connecting it to stream to the TV I handed it to Zeke. “You arrived first mate, you choose what we get to watch first.”
“Thanks.”
With a few practiced taps from Zeke, the TV was filled with a porn site. Zeke searched and scrolled and, appropriately, chose a bate buddy video. It was a vintage video, part of a series in which supposedly straight buddies hang out to jerk off together.
For the first couple of minutes of the video our attention was on the screen. We watched the group of guys enter and gather in the living room before they settled onto the couch themselves.
“I’m gonna bet Gary is the first to grab another dick.” Riley suggested before sipping his drink.
“But look at Rich. He’s gonna be the first to pop,” Zeke added.
I laughed at the comments and took a moment to notice how much my guests’ dicks had grown in their briefs. “Do we believe any of them is straight though?” I asked.
“For now we do.” Zeke rubbed his growing bulge.
“Selective interpretation.” Riley echoed Zeke’s movements.
We watched the guys relax and begin to disrobe. As the men on the screen all ended up naked and hard I decided to do the same. I lifted my shirt off my body, tossing it to the floor in front of the couch. Zeke and Riley quickly followed, our legs and bodies making contact as they did so. For a moment we sat, glancing at each other and the obvious erections each of us was sporting in our briefs.
I led the way again, hooking my thumbs into my waistband and lifting my hips before sliding my underwear off. My hard dick stuck in the band for a sec before flicking back against my body. Each of my guests took their final garment off individually. Zeke was first, sliding the briefs down his slim legs and revealing a long, intact dick already hard and already leaking. It stuck out from a neatly trimmed bush and over large, heavy, yet tight balls.
“Nice,” Riley complimented Zeke as he slid his own briefs off. His cock matched his body, thick and solid and also intact. It stood hard above a dark patch of hair and above low, hanging balls. My dick was the only cut one of the three but it was just as hard. I had taken some time to groom earlier in the day, trimming the hair above my cock and on my balls, which were tight to my body yet full.
“What a great trio of bator dicks boys.” Zeke settled back into the couch and looked over us.
“Beautiful.” Riley quickly agreed.
“And all so hard and ready.” I added.
My guests nodded and took the comment as an invitation, taking their cocks in hand to begin stroking. On the screen, four guys sat side by side on the couch, doing the same as we were now. Their glances, as per the storyline, were a little more furtive than ours and there were no voiced compliments like we had just given.
As I wrapped my fingers around my dick, a shudder passed through my body. I had spent the day trying to ignore the occasional growth in my pants. In anticipation of tonight, there had been many occasions where I had been semi-erect in my briefs today. I had even stopped myself from jerking off last night in anticipation of today, something I rarely do. But I wanted to make sure I was at the top of my game as the birthday boy and host.
“Hey Riley.” Zeke interrupted our quiet stroking. “Pass me the lube.”
Riley looked to his right, finding the large tube of lubricant on the table beside the couch. He lifted it, opened it and reached over me to drizzle a line along Zeke’s cock.
“Thanks bro.” Zeke immediately began sliding the slickness over his length.
“Some for the birthday boy?” Riley asked, holding the tube over me.
I normally don’t jerk off with lube, but I know that in these situations, where hands are likely to end up everywhere, it helps us all if we’re all nice and slippery.
“Sure,” I replied, opening my hand to allow Riley to add some lube to my dick. I took it back in hand, sighing at the extra sensation as Riley lubed his own dick up and resumed stroking.
“This is what it’s all about eh?” Zeke spoke softly as he stroked.
“Too right.” Riley added. “Just guys enjoying being guys.”
“Together.” I slowly worked my entire length.
“As they should be.” Zeke moaned softly.
For a while we sat quietly and stroked slowly. Whenever any of us moaned, the others echoed in agreement or commented on our pleasure.
“Yeah buddy. Stroke that dick.”
“Hmmm. Feels good doesn’t it?”
The arousal of the three of us quickly filled the room as the guys on the screen and the guys on the couch got deeper into their stroking.
“Oh shit I knew it.” Riley nodded toward the TV as one of the guys slid his hand across to grasp his buddy’s dick. Though I didn’t remember the guys’ names in the video I assumed that it was Gary as Riley had predicted.
“Look at the dick next to him though,” I said, referring to the thick, cut piece that Gary was now stroking. “How could he keep his hands off it?”
“True.” Zeke agreed after a soft moan escaped him.
“Speaking of which,” Riley shifted his body. “Do you mind?”
Riley’s hand moved and halted over my dick. I smiled and let go, allowing him to slip his fingers around my thickness. I sighed as he worked me, taking a moment to enjoy the feeling of his practiced fingers working my length. I allowed my head to fall back as he slid along my cock, giving a little extra attention to the ridge as he worked.
I felt Zeke shift beside me and moaned again as his slick fingers slid over my balls.
“Yeah that’s it buddy.” Zeke spoke softly beside me.
“Enjoy it birthday boy.” Riley’s body pressed a little closer to mine now.
With Riley’s permission I closed my eyes and took a moment to enjoy the pleasure that my two guests were providing. My body stiffened slightly as Riley squeezed my cock and Zeke lightly caressed my sack. I felt my dick twitch in Riley’s hand before he let go and I relaxed again. I opened my eyes to see Riley passing the lube to Zeke who squeezed some into his palm.
I offered my open hand to receive some as well, but before I could wrap my fist on my cock again, Zeke slid his fingers around me. I gasped as he began stroking me, as every part of my dick increased in sensitivity. Riley watched for a moment as Zeke worked my length and I realised that the other two dicks on the couch were currently unattended to. I rubbed my hands together, ensuring both were slicked with lube before reaching down and taking each of my guests’ dicks in hand.
I felt a shudder from Riley as I gripped his girth and a moan fell from Zeke’s lips as I slid over his length. The two men either side of me shifted, allowing me greater access to stroke them with purpose and pressing our bodies closer together on the couch.
For a while the action on the screen was purely background to the action taking place in my lounge room. The slick sounds of our cocks being stroked increased in pace and volume, accompanied by our moans and more encouraging comments.
“Fuck yeah buddy. Stroke that dick.”
“Hmm. Yes, that’s so good.”
“Great bating boys.”
As my fist worked over these two men, I smiled to myself. This was a proper bator meet up. By now we were completely bonded over fisting each other’s dicks, without any need to go any further. This is exactly what we all wanted right now. To sit with a buddy, with his dick in hand and bring each other pleasure. We worked each other slowly but with purpose, each of us able to sense already that the others were approaching the edge of their climax. I glanced over at the clock and realised we had been stroking for almost 45 minutes already.
“This is what guys should be doing right?” Zeke said as Riley replaced his hand on my dick and Zeke returned to his own.
“Damn right they should. Enjoying what makes us guys.” Riley added, sliding his other hand onto his own dick.
“I couldn’t think of a better way to spend my birthday.” My two free hands slid over the other guys’ balls, slowly working them over. Our bodies pressed against each other again, the warmth and closeness adding to the bond and the pleasure. Another shudder passed through my body and Riley took in a sudden, sharp breath. On the other side of me Zeke breathed slowly, letting out a long sigh as he slowed the stroking of his own dick.
“Looks like we need to choose another video, though.” Zeke nodded at the screen.
We had become so wrapped up in pleasuring each other that we didn’t realise the video had ended.
“Time flies when you’re having fun eh?” Riley added with a laugh.
“You choose Riley. I’ll get us another drink.” I slid off the couch, giving us all a chance to relax and bring ourselves back from the brink of orgasm that I was sure we had been approaching.
The two guys wiped their hands on the towels by the couch before Zeke passed the iPad to Riley. He swiped across the screen before choosing another video from the same series. I returned with the drinks just as the new crew were settling into the couch. While I had been gone, Zeke had taken central position on the couch.
“Hope you don’t mind.” Zeke smiled up at me.
“Not at all.” I handed Riley his drink before taking my place at the end of the couch. “No reason why we can’t share it around.”
I took a long sip on my drink as I settled into the couch. Before I could place it down again I felt Zeke’s fingers wrap around my dick. It had softened slightly but with attention returned, it quickly regained its stiffness.
Riley sipped his own drink but quickly placed it down, eager to get his hands onto Zeke’s cock. Despite the short break it didn’t take long for us to return to the high state of arousal we had previously achieved. I shifted on the couch, pressing against Zeke as he stroked me, reaching over to caress his balls as Riley fisted his cock.
Riley moaned, louder this time, as Zeke took his thick dick in hand and began to work it. The action on the screen moved more quickly this time, though we barely registered it.
“Oh shit Zeke that feels good.” Riley was panting his words out. I could tell he was already close again.
“Yeah buddy. That thick dick feels great in my hand.” Zeke replied, and I watched him squeeze more precum from Riley’s slit.
I felt Zeke’s dick pulse in my hand as I stroked it and saw his balls pull even more tightly to his body.
“Damn mate. I think you’re close.” I was panting my words out now too, as Zeke expertly worked me over.
“Fuck. I am boys. I think…” A moan interrupted Zeke’s words.
“Me too guys.” Riley grunted the words out at the other end of the couch.
“Shall we?” I asked, my body shivering as pleasure rippled through me.
“Fuck yes.” Zeke’s body stiffened.
“Do it Zeke.” Riley encouraged, sliding his hand beneath mine to work Zeke’s balls.
“I’m gonna – shit – I’m cumming.” Zeke’s grunts echoed off the walls and his hands fell off our dicks as his body went rigid.
I watched his cock pulse in Riley’s hand as the skin slid over the head. Zeke grunted one more time before his dick fired its first shot, which flew high and landed in the middle of his chest.
“Fuck yeah.”
“That’s it buddy.”
Zeke continued to moan as the rest of his load fired. He coated his belly before the last of his cum fell over Riley’s slowing fingers. He panted as Riley worked through the aftershocks of pleasure before his body fell back into the couch.
“Damn. That’s a proper load.” Riley smiled as he ran a finger through the mess over Zeke’s body.
“You boys knew how to get it out of me.” Zeke spoke slowly in his post-orgasmic bliss, his hands falling by his side.
Riley wrapped his hand around his own dick now as I gripped mine. He stroked himself fast and hard. Even with Zeke between us, I could sense how close he was and I could feel the heat of his arousal. I knew he was right on the edge and stroked myself slowly, eager to watch my other guest shoot before I came myself.
With a short, sharp grunt Riley’s dick throbbed and fired. Quick shots ran over his fingers and dribbled down over his balls as he moaned and shuddered through his climax. Zeke moaned softly in approval.
“Nice mate. Another great load.” I said between heavy breaths. I was right on the edge myself.
“And fucking well needed.” Riley laughed as he panted and a last ripple of pleasure passed over him.
“Your turn birthday boy.” Zeke had regained some of his strength and slid a hand over my balls. I felt the heat of his body next to me and felt a dribble of his cum slide down his body between us.
I quickly poured a little more lube into my hand before gripping myself again. I stroked quickly, tensing my legs and breathing hard. I felt the tingle hit my toes and knew I was about to cum. My body tensed.
“Yeah buddy. Shoot it.” Zeke said.
“Hmmm. That’s it.” Riley added.
As my guests uttered their last words of encouragement my orgasm hit. My legs went rigid and I moaned loudly as my cock fired. I threw my head back and closed my eyes, feeling my hot load pour out and coat my fingers. I felt the thick mess dribble down and land over my body as the shocks of my climax tore through me.
“Damn.”
“Nice.”
I panted and shuddered through the last of my pleasure before opening my eyes. The two guys beside sat back now, each of us sticky with our own combination of lube and our loads.
The video on the TV ended and the screen went black.
“Now that’s what being a man is all about,” Zeke spoke first.
“Damn right.” Riley said again.
“Thanks boys.” I was still regaining my composure.
“Anytime.” Zeke slid out from between us, reaching for a towel as he did so.
Riley downed the rest of his beer before he stood up and took the towel from Zeke.
“Mind if I have a quick shower?” Riley asked.
“Not at all.” I gestured toward the bathroom with as much energy as I could muster.
Zeke laughed softly before placing the towel beside me. “Happy birthday mate.”
“Ha. Thanks.” I grabbed the towel and slid it over my body. I would shower myself once the guys had left. I stood up from the couch and stretched before downing the rest of my drink as well.
“Is that what you’d hoped for?” Zeke asked as he slid his briefs back up his legs.
“Hell yes.” I laughed.
Riley stepped out of the bathroom.
“Was that a hell yes I heard?”
I nodded.
“Good to know we could help you celebrate.” Riley hung the extra towel over the chair before he began to redress.
I removed the bedsheet that had been covering the couch, balling it up with the towels and heading straight for the washing machine. By the time I came back, my guests were dressed again.
“Thanks again for having us.” Zeke said.
“Any time.”
“Keep the extra beers for next time.” Riley added.
“Sure thing.” I smiled.
I walked to the door and opened it for them.
“Thanks for coming guys. That was great.”
“Happy birthday.” The guys said in unison before they turned toward the lift.
I stepped back and shut the door before letting out a deep sigh. The whole apartment smelt of cum and sweat, but I couldn’t think of a better way to end my birthday.
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