City of Fog and Desire

I pulled my lips away from Ivan's and now I had a good view of Ralph's blond head rising and falling over my cock. He was giving an incredible blowjob. He took it deep into his throat, while gently squeezing my balls with his hand. Ivan approached him from behind and I watched in awe as he positioned his cock at the entrance of Ralph's ass. Ralph paused for just a moment to take Ivan's cock inside him, then continued. He was moaning softly with my cock in his mouth while Ivan, holding him by the hips, was thrusting firmly into him.

I had always wanted to visit London; even as kids, Ivan and I drooled over that city. We imagined the clubs where our idols played, the numerous pubs we would visit, the huge Virgin Records store with two floors, where there were so many records that one whole day wouldn't be enough for a superficial look. Unlike me, Ivan realized his dream. Right after finishing college, he bought a one-way ticket to London and stayed there. For the first two years, he worked all sorts of jobs, sometimes twenty hours a day, and diligently saved money. Now, for three years, he has been successfully running a travel agency with his partner, sending numerous English tourists to the Adriatic every summer. And my longing for London had weakened over time, but it never completely disappeared.

While flipping through the newspaper one boring Friday at the office, I suddenly spotted an ad for a very affordable charter flight to London with a return in five days. It was one of those "last minute" deals that required an immediate decision, as the flight was scheduled for tomorrow. Adrenaline kicked in, and in an instant, I made my decision. First, I called the airline and booked a ticket, so I wouldn't change my mind when I thought better about the state of my bank account. The next task was already more delicate. I had to convince my boss that I suddenly and necessarily needed a week of vacation. I prepared for a trench battle, but surprisingly, it was easier than I expected. The last working day of the week evidently put my boss in a particularly good mood as well. My next move was also my favorite. I sat down at the phone and called Ivan in London. A receptionist answered, and after I explained who I was and what I wanted, she connected me to Ivan.

- Neno! Is that really you? Thank God you remembered us who are stuck on this foggy island - he said with a cheerful voice.
- Well, I'm coming to visit your foggy island tomorrow, and I was wondering if you could find me a cheap hotel - I immediately got to the most important thing.
- What hotel? Are you crazy? I have a huge apartment - I sensed the joyful excitement in his voice. - I can't wait to show you all those places we've talked about for days. What flight are you arriving on? How long will you stay? - he bombarded me with questions.

I explained everything to him, and we dove into memories of our youth.
- London is still just as you imagine it. You'll be thrilled - he said in the end.
- What's the situation with you? Are you married? - I asked him, feeling guilty that we hadn't spoken more often.
- I'm not married, but I have a serious relationship. We live together. I can’t wait for you to meet him.

We warmly said goodbye, and I rushed home to prepare for that exciting trip. When the plane started rolling down the runway of London Heathrow, my excitement peaked. I felt like a little kid stepping into an amusement park for the first time. I picked up my luggage and headed towards the terminal where Ivan was already waiting for me, waving warmly. Maybe London hadn't changed, but Ivan certainly had, I thought as I watched him approach. I remembered how, during our student days, he was a fierce fighter against any form of conformism, so it was hard for me to imagine him now dressed from head to toe in designer clothes. Everything about him looked well-groomed. His face had lost that youthful expression and gained new, refined features. His body was slim, clearly kept in shape, and there wasn't a single gray hair in his black hair. We hugged warmly, and I immediately teased him about his designer clothes.

- Ha, ha! That's nothing. Wait until you see the car - he laughed cheerfully.
- It's so-so here. You can't fight the current, and I quickly got used to it.
- Well, I could get used to this quickly too - I thought as we approached the shiny, new Rover.

The drive felt like a dream. I was enchanted, staring at the metropolis passing by, so much so that I didn't hear at least half of what Ivan was saying along the way. He had a huge apartment in the attic of a beautiful Victorian house, with a large terrace that offered a magnificent view. Besides two bedrooms and a bathroom, everything else was one huge room, divided into a living room, kitchen, and dining area with beams and various furniture. The warmth of natural wood prevailed everywhere. When we finished the tour and comfortably settled into leather armchairs, sipping whiskey, he proudly mentioned the name of the architect who designed his apartment, someone I had even heard of in Karlovac. I must admit he surprised me, but the real surprises were yet to come. The sound of the front door opening echoed, and a well-built blond young man entered the apartment, dressed in similar casual clothes, loaded with bags from the supermarket. He placed the bags in the kitchen and approached us with a smiling face.

- This is Ralph. My friend and partner. We've been living together for three years - Ivan calmly introduced him to me.
- Glad to meet you, sir. Ivan told me so much about you - said the blond Apollo, extending his hand to me.
A light bulb went off in my head, but to be sure, I still asked:
- You are... a couple?
- Of course! - Ivan replied readily, hugging him. - I hope that doesn't bother you.
- Not at all. Your life is your choice - I replied readily.
However, even though I consider myself a kind of liberal intellectual, I needed another glass of whiskey to digest the information that my best friend was gay.

- We'll talk about that later, but now let's go out. London is waiting for you - Ivan declared hurriedly, and my dream day began.
Ivan and Ralph were perfect hosts. We visited all the famous and lesser-known places, rummaged through antique shops, had a very tasty lunch at their favorite pub, and the day was inevitably coming to an end. Tired but satisfied, we returned home in the evening. Ralph was preparing dinner, and the two of us enjoyed the homemade Graševina that I had managed to bring and chatted pleasantly. It was the perfect moment to ask him:
- When did you find out you were gay?
- I’ve always known - Ivan replied. - That was the main reason I came here. It’s not pleasant to live with that knowledge in Karlovac.
- But what about all those girls? - I asked, remembering Ivan as an unrelenting seducer.
- I successfully hid it from all of you, but every time I made love to a girl, I imagined a naked man in my arms, and that frustrated me even more. So I took the first opportunity and left - Ivan concluded his story, with deep nostalgia in his eyes.

Delicious aromas wafted from the kitchen, and Ralph called us to the table. The meal was very tasty. We chatted pleasantly, and time flew by quickly. I declined another glass of wine that Ralph wanted to pour for me and said it was time for me to sleep. The flight from Zagreb and the tiring day had taken their toll. My room was right next to theirs, and I happily collapsed onto the comfortable bed. However, probably due to the excitement of the day, sleep wouldn't come to me. I replayed the day's events in my mind when I heard soft sounds. I perked up my ears and realized it was the creaking of the bed. As the creaking methodically intensified, I could hear soft, then increasingly louder moans. I imagined the two of them in bed and suddenly experienced a strong erection. I lay there, astonished by the conflicting feelings. The sounds from their room and the images of the two of them having sex in my head kept my cock painfully hard, and I decided to go to the bathroom and take a shower. The shower helped, but just as I was drying off, the door opened and Ivan walked in.

- Sorry, I didn't know you were here - he said casually.
The sight of his naked body rekindled the images in my head, and my cock sprang up again. I felt my face flush, and quickly I said to avoid changing my mind:
- I heard you two having sex, and it really turned me on.
- Come here - he replied gently, extending his hand to me.

I took his hand and thus crossed the Rubicon. I knew that after this, nothing would be the same. We headed towards their room, and Ralph looked surprised but pleased when he saw us together. They laid me on the bed and began to kiss me gently. Ralph kissed my balls and slowly ran his tongue along my cock, from the base to the tip, while Ivan caressed my neck with his tongue and moved towards my face. Just at the moment when my cock disappeared into Ralph's mouth, I opened my lips, and our tongues intertwined in the first true male kiss. I enjoyed that wonderful feeling. All pressure disappeared. I felt perfect with two men in bed and wanted to savor every second of this new experience.

I pulled my lips away from Ivan's and now I had a good view of Ralph's blond head rising and falling over my cock. He was giving an incredible blowjob. He took it deep into his throat, while gently squeezing my balls with his hand. Ivan approached him from behind and I watched in awe as he positioned his cock at the entrance of Ralph's ass. Ralph paused for just a moment to take Ivan's cock inside him, then continued. He was moaning softly with my cock in his mouth while Ivan, holding him by the hips, was thrusting firmly into him.

I wanted to try that too. In fact, now that I had crossed the line, I wanted to try everything. Ivan and I switched places, and in front of me was Ralph's eager, pliant ass. I pressed the tip against that hole, which was now exciting me so much, and smoothly slid into his warm, velvety interior. I was more aroused than ever in my life. I wrapped my hand around his firm, full balls and his wonderful, swollen cock. I felt him shudder. I was completely beside myself. I fucked him slowly at first, then faster and faster, until I felt an orgasm approaching rapidly. I quickly pulled out. I didn't want to come too soon. I needed to feel what it was like on the other side, and that now, at the peak of excitement. I looked Ivan straight in the eyes and said:
- I want you to fuck me - and I leaned on the bed, raising my ass high.

I trembled as I waited for him to approach, and soon felt his tongue wandering over my ass. It was a fantastic feeling. My cock sprang up even more, and I was completely ready to surrender completely. He applied cream to me and gently rubbed it into my ass, gradually reducing the resistance of my unaccustomed anal muscles. He also applied it to his cock, and it was time to lose my virginity. A sharp pain pierced me when he pushed the tip in, and instinctively I tensed up, but quickly relaxed, and the pain was replaced by endless pleasure.

What bliss it was. The feeling of a hard, warm cock deep inside me was something unparalleled and immeasurable with anything I had experienced before. I moaned with pleasure. For additional excitement, Ralph took care of me, sliding under me and taking my cock into his mouth. In a wild whirlpool of passion, we all enjoyed without limits. Ivan's movements became faster and faster, and I lovingly awaited the moment when I would give him that final, greatest pleasure. He came loudly, moaning. While my ass filled with his hot sperm. I clearly heard him, between moans, saying:
- Neno, Neno... why did it take us so long?

Soon, I erupted into Ralph's waiting mouth. I emptied myself, excited further by Ivan's now somewhat relaxed cock inside me. Ralph waited until he licked the last drop of my sperm and then finally released it from his mouth. Ivan also pulled out of my ass, and I lay back on the bed for a moment, tired but satisfied. But it wasn't time to rest yet. On this beautiful journey towards new sexual discoveries, there was still one step I wanted to take. Gently and cautiously, I licked Ralph's swollen cock and then defiantly and proudly placed it in my mouth.

After the first few awkward attempts, I quickly synchronized my hand and mouth, and he began to moan loudly. I quickened my pace while he held my hair tightly with his hands. I felt him pulsing in my mouth and was ready for what would follow. The first wave of his warm, salty sperm, I quickly swallowed and readily accepted the next. I kept it in my mouth until it began to decrease, and only then did I slowly release it. Once I broke the dam, nothing could stop me. I was insatiable, and we spent all the remaining days together in beautiful, unforgettable male sex.

With a heavy heart, I parted from them, but I also looked forward to the upcoming summer vacation, which we agreed to spend together.