Their breathing was already heavy. The final member of the meeting hadn't arrived yet and the anxious atmosphere filled the room. The pair looked at each other, contemplating the decision they had made for themselves and the man who hadn't arrived yet. They knew the man would be on board, but the thought of rejection and the following disgust still pilfered their minds. Just when they were about to break and agree to leave the thoughts unsaid, their third walked in. The sight of him further pushed their lust. They looked from his slick black hair to the perfectly manicured mustache above his thin, yet soft looking lips. His eyes deep and full of passion. A passion they knew they must have. Quickly, before they could change their minds, the men enclosed the space between themselves and the man.

"Oh, strong Führer, would you grace us with your superior cock!" cried Joseph.

"Now Joseph," interjected Benito, "You cannot just demand such lewd things from Adolf. That said, Adolf we were thinking…"

"Please bless us Führer!" the meek man called again.

"Joseph!" Benito scolded.

"No, no, it's alright Benito." Adolf leaned against the wall, showcasing his young, fit frame. "I've been considering this as well. It's nice to see you both think so highly of me," the man chuckled. He turned to his trusted ally, "Would you go down on your knees and pray to me Benito? Worship your friend as a god?"

"Pray to you? Or prey on you?" bemused Benito, he always had a certain chemistry with his friend he never experienced with anyone else. "Either way the answer is the same my friend, you will forever be the only mortal man who could ever bring me to my knees."

With these words Benito kneeled before his companion. As he began to unleash the southern forces of the Führer, they heard a whimper from their third.

"Joseph, my comrade, how could i forget you?" purred Adolf, "Oh, dear Joseph, come join Benito."

Joseph dropped, eagerly joining his comrade. They took out Adolf's cock slowly. It was already half erect. Benito worked the shaft as Joseph caressed and sucked on his balls. When Adolf was fully erect, he instructed Benito to bend over the table to receive the great shaft. Benito complied, then told Joseph to get in front of him. Adolf entered his friend from behind as Joseph entered from the front. Benito experienced some pain as his closest confidant entered him for the first time, but after a few slow strokes, he felt nothing but pleasure. Slowly, Adolph picked up the pace and eventually he was pounding away at his friend. Benito was in heaven, his closest friend behind him, his comrade in front of him. He didn't realize how close he was until he exploded, semen covering the table before him.

"Benito," purred Adolf, "all that for me?" Adolf pulled out of Benito then. Taking two fingers, he swiped up some of Benito's semen and licked it off. "You really are sweet on me, aren't you?" Benito looked away, embarrassed. Adolf kissed the man then, sharing a passion he couldn't fathom sharing with anyone else. Turning to Joseph he said, "Kneel for me." Immediately, he did, taking the man into his mouth once again. He was eager to please, ignoring the sting he felt at being the second choice. Adolf brought Joseph up from his knees, and bent him over the table just as he'd done with Benito. Entering his comrade, Adolf let out a deep sigh. He knew he loved both men, but this was all he could hope for with them. He felt a moisture on his balls and looked down to see Benito once again on his knees for him. The sight made Adolf nearly release right then, but he held on and picked up the pace. Finally, Joseph climaxes and Adolf allowed himself to climax as well. The three men cleaned up the room and had the meeting they were scheduled to have before getting off task. At the end, the three knew this would not be a one time event.