Two College Guys Were Waiting for Us in the Jacuzzi

We came out of the showers still trembling, wrapped in those short towels that barely covered anything. Darío was in front of me, his wet hair stuck to the nape of his neck and that smile he got when he still had hunger in his body. We had finished a little while earlier in one of the back rooms, and even so neither of us felt like going home.

The big jacuzzi was almost empty. Just two guys at the far end, young, the kind who spend half their lives in the gym and the other half showing it off. Smooth, tanned skin, very short hair, a few small tattoos on their arms. One was dark-haired, with dark eyes; the other, almost white-blond, with green eyes that cut right through you.

Steam floated over the surface of the water and covered them halfway, so it took me a couple of seconds to realize they had been watching us for a while. They didn’t bother to hide it. They rested their arms on the edge, relaxed, with the confidence of men used to hearing yes. I felt the tingle at the back of my neck before I even got into the water.

They saw us come in and looked at each other. Nothing more was needed. Darío leaned toward my ear as we left the towels on the bench.

—Tonight it’s our turn —he whispered—. Let them do what they want.

As if I needed him to tell me.

They introduced themselves quickly, with the swagger of men who know they’re going to get what they want. The dark-haired one was called Hugo; the blond one, Leo. They were friends, they had come from Seville to spend the weekend in Madrid, and the night had dragged them here. They had that exact mix of boldness and appetite that makes anyone stupid.

The four of us got into the hot water. The bubbles hid what was happening below the waist, but above that it was all skin, wet shoulders, and two gazes that never left us. Hugo was the first to move. He came up to me from the side, grabbed the back of my neck, and kissed me without asking, tongue and all, while his free hand ran over my chest and slowly slid down under the water.

Beside me I heard Darío let out a muffled moan. Leo had lifted him half an inch in the water and was kissing him as if he wanted to swallow him whole. In less than a minute the four of us were tangled together, mouths and hands with no order, steam rising between us.

Hugo pushed me toward the edge. He sat me on the hot ceramic, out of the water, and spread my legs with no delicacy whatsoever.

—I want this —he said in a rough voice, looking at my ass as if it were already his.

To my left, Darío was in the same position, with Leo kneeling in the water between his thighs, licking him without hurry. Hugo picked up a bottle of lube from the ones that are always there at the edge and slid two fingers into me, looking me in the eyes the whole time. I leaned back, braced my hands on the ceramic, and let him do whatever he wanted.

He wasn’t in any hurry. He moved his fingers slowly, measuring me, and every time I squeezed my eyelids shut he gave a low laugh, as if he liked seeing me give in. The edge was burning under my thighs and the contrast with the cold air in the room gave me goosebumps. I could hear the water moving, Darío’s broken moans next to me, and Leo’s voice saying something in his ear that I couldn’t make out.

***

The two of them stood up at the same time, as if they had rehearsed it. It was hard not to look at them: two hard young bodies, water sliding down their bellies, their stiff cocks pointing toward us. They looked at each other, smiled, and nodded to us.

Darío and I knelt in the water, shoulder to shoulder, our faces at exactly the right height. Hugo positioned himself in front of me, Leo in front of Darío. He put it in my mouth slowly at first, letting me take the rhythm, and then he grabbed my head to set it himself. I sucked him hard, swallowing as far as I could, water and spit mixing on my chin.

Beside me, Darío was doing the same. We found each other with sideways glances, both of us with our mouths full, moaning at the same time. The guys said things over our heads, laughed softly, and every so often they switched us so we could taste the other one. Hugo tasted different from Leo, and by then I couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began.

—Turn around —Hugo told me, pulling me toward the edge.

I braced myself on the ledge, my ass out of the water, and beside me Darío was in the same position, the two of us like offerings. I felt the tip of Hugo searching for the place, a pressure, and then the sudden push in that tore a long groan out of me. Almost at the same time, Darío let out a strangled cry when Leo did the same to him.

They started moving us at once, hard and deep, water splashing everywhere every time their hips slammed against us. I turned my head to look at Darío and he came looking for my mouth; we kissed between thrusts, tongue to tongue, while the two guys held us by the hair as if we were wearing reins.

They talked over our heads, egging each other on, comparing. Every sentence made me hotter than the one before. I had come into the sauna thinking the night was already over, and suddenly I was bent over a wet ledge, with a stranger setting the pace for me and my guy moaning a foot from my face. I didn’t want it to stop for anything in the world.

***

We changed positions without anyone having to ask. Hugo sat on the submerged step and pulled me onto him, with my back to him. I let myself sink down slowly, feeling him open me all the way, and started bouncing at my own rhythm while he pinched my nipples and bit the back of my neck. The water reached my navel, the bubbles bursting against my skin.

Darío was doing exactly the same a meter away from me, riding Leo, bouncing with his head thrown back. Seeing him like that made me even hotter: the look on his face, his mouth open, his fingers dug into the guy’s thighs. We laughed for a second, not quite knowing why, and went back to what we were doing.

Then they hauled us both up, stood us in the center of the jacuzzi, and bent us forward with our hands on the edge opposite us. This time they crossed over. I felt Leo enter me while I saw Hugo positioning himself behind Darío, right beside me. They changed the rhythm on purpose: they fucked us hard until we were breathless and then stopped, slowly, until either one of us ended up begging them to keep going.

—Ask for it —Leo said, laughing, completely still inside me.

And I asked for it. It cost me nothing. Darío asked for it too, and the two of us laughed before they started thrusting again.

***

They made us kneel again in the water, this time facing each other, with the guys standing on either side. They put their cocks in our mouths at the same time; I sucked Leo, Darío sucked Hugo, looking into each other’s eyes while they held our heads. At one point they made us come closer, and we kissed with both cocks between us, tongue to tongue, sharing what we had in our mouths. I had never done anything like that and it burned itself into me.

—These two are worth their weight in gold —Hugo said, out of breath, looking at his friend.

The last time they leaned us back against the edge, spread our legs, and took us from the front so they could see our faces. Hugo in me, Leo in Darío. They started pumping fast, without pause, and the water went wild around us, spilling over the sides.

—We’re coming inside —Hugo warned, his jaw tight.

I felt him fill me in hot waves, and when I turned my head I saw Darío’s face melt with pleasure as Leo emptied himself inside him. They left us both trembling, the heat sliding down our thighs in the water.

***

The four of us stayed wrapped around each other in the jacuzzi for a good while, catching our breath, our legs still tangled beneath the bubbles. Nobody was in a hurry to separate. Hugo brushed the wet hair out of my face while Leo and Darío kissed as if they had no intention of stopping.

Before they left, they gave us their numbers and told us, half-joking, half-serious, that we were the best thing they had found in a long time. Darío and I looked at each other and burst out laughing.

That night, for the first time in quite a while, we had let ourselves go completely. No control, no plan, not a single ounce of resistance. Two guys in their early twenties had used us however they wanted and we had enjoyed every second of it. Even today, when I remember the steam, the hot water, and those two wolfish smiles at the far end of the jacuzzi, I get hard again like I did that night.