Triplets for the Billionaire novel (Oliver Gusto) novel Chapter 26

Oliver Gusto sighed in relief the moment he stepped into the room he could call his own for the next 24 hours. After making sure that the door was locked, he placed his luggage by the side of the door and gave himself a tour. The bedroom was spacious, neat, and had modern facilities as well as an outside view to die for from the balcony. It wasn’t up to the standard of a presidential suite in a five-star hotel but he could manage there.

Ollie brought his luggage to the couch that was on the other side of the room, he opened it and took out his joggers, towel and body wash. He placed those items on the bed, took out his phone from his pocket and then began to undress.

“Fuck.” He mumbled the moment he took off his briefs and his dick sprang to life. He was hard and needed some release. Even Ollie knew himself to be a sex addict. It was almost as if he couldn’t survive without fucking. He had unintentionally been celibate for a couple of hours now and to make matters worst, he had no one around to ease him. Oliver even thought about going to a club where he could probably meet someone but he mentally face-palmed realizing he had no car to commute even though he could find his way around using the map.

Sighing, he picked up his phone and towel and strolled into the bathroom. Unlocking his phone, Ollie tried to connect to the wifi and words couldn’t even describe how relieved he was when he saw that the internet was available and accessible.

Gusto surfed through his browser and entered the address of his favorite porn site. Though he wasn’t an active member there he had an active subscription. Ollie started scrolling through the most recent videos, to see which he was going to jack off to, taking into consideration, the kind of girls that are being fucked in there. Of course, he finally settled for a redhead who had full plump boobs as well as a well-defined ass. She was to be fucked by someone his age with a huge dick of course.

Ollie positioned the phone on the bathroom counter while the video played. He rested his back against the wall, ignoring the coldness of it that pierced through his spine. He brought his right hand to his dick as he slowly stroked, with his attention on the video that was playing. It was a 30 minutes video, long enough to make him pleasure himself and get his desired release.

“Fuck Bitch.” He groaned as he stroked his dick harder, imagining his cock in the pussy of the lady in the video.

At this point, Ollie didn’t give a fuck if his room was soundproof or not and neither did he care less if he was heard by anyone.

“Oh, yes... yes...baby!” He groaned, stroking his erect dick in sync with the way they were fucking in the video.

Twelve minutes into the video, Oliver couldn’t take it anymore so he let go. He came really hard, covering the tip of his dick with his hand to get hold of the cum.

Even though Ollie could be very nasty, One thing was for sure, he was a neat freak and knowing he had someone like Magda around, he doubted if he would be able to get any cleaning service so he knew very well not to spill cum all over.

After catching his breath with his right hand against his dick, Ollie walked towards the counter, paused the video, and then exited the browser. He entered the shower and then did his business.

Once all cleaned up, he stepped out and dried his body.

Getting back to the bedroom, Ollie put on his Joggers and put his dirty clothes away. He reached for his phone and dialed his silly best friend, Jack.

Even though Oliver knew it was already Saturday morning in Australia and that Jack could probably be suffering from a hangover from Friday night's party, he was still hoping that his best friend would pick up his call.

He sighed as the phone rang, thinking about how much he missed his home. He couldn’t believe he jacked off a while ago. Something he hadn’t done in years because people were always there to take care of it for him.

“Aren’t you meant to be sleeping?” Jack’s sleepy voice came through.

“Don’t be a pussy. Do I have to remind you that you’re hours ahead of me over there?”

“Stop being a dickhead, Ollie. You should have done the calculations and figured out I would still be sleeping by now.”

“Guyyyyy, I literally slept like three hours ago.”

Oliver rolled his eyes. “You’re lucky!’”

Jack frowned, still on the bed with his eyes closed.

“That?”

“You’re having a sound sleep after having the best sex of your life. I’m sure those girls are still under your duvet.”

“Why are you sounding pissed and jealous? I thought California babes are the hottest.”

“You’ve got anyone to hook me up with?”

“Don’t be a brat, Ollie. Must I be the one to do that for you? There are dating apps, go out there, I’m sure anyone will be happy to have you for the night.”

“Wait. What about Katherine?”

Oliver rolled his eyes. “Don’t even go there.”

“Why?”

“She’s not my type.”

“Oh, you've seen her already?”