0 comments/ 27807 views/ 0 favorites Learning by Doing By: still_goin It was a really shitty day, marked by trouble at the office–redheaded trouble in the executive suite–that I didn’t know how to cope with. The last straw was when my new used T-Bird stalled at a stop light in the middle of early rush hour traffic. By the time I got towed to the dealer’s and dropped off at home I was exhausted. Without stopping to check the mail or voice-mail I made a beeline to my room where I collapsed into blessed slumber. As I dropped off I wondered if I should start looking for a new job. The back door slamming closed woke me out of a deep sleep and I heard two voices giggling as my little brother and his girl friend ran down the hall and into his room, next to mine. Billy moved in with me when he graduated from High School. “Are you sure he isn’t home?” I heard Suzy ask. “Naw, his car’s not in the drive. He must have stayed late at work again.” Any opportunity to correct him went by as I lay back, trying to clear the sleep out of my eyes and the grogginess from my mind. By the time I felt ready to greet the two of them, the heavy sighs from Billy’s room signaled that an interruption not only wouldn’t be welcome, but also would be embarrassing. I lay back down and tried to find the sleepy place I had just left. Unfortunately the sounds in the next room could not be ignored as they quickly accelerated past heavy breathing to cries of passion. To make matters worse I needed to pee, but I wasn’t sure I could get to the bathroom without being heard. Fortunately, the noise in the other room raised to a level where sneaking past the door shouldn’t be hard, “Oh, Oh, Oh. Lift your hips,” begged Billy “Yes, yes yes!” I couldn’t wait any longer. As I slowly opened the door to my room and snuck down the hall to the bathroom I heard Billy scream, “I’m coming, I’m coming,” Already I thought? I was stuffing my cock back into my pants when Suzy came into the bathroom with tears pouring from her eyes. “Jerry!” she screamed. “What are you doing here?” I quickly turned away to zip up. “Peeing,” I said. “No, I mean what are you doing home?” Suzy’s face began to blush, swiftly turning scarlet. “Taking a nap. But why are you crying? Didn’t you want to . . . ah, didn’t you want to . . .” What could I say, Didn’t you want to fuck? Not hardly. “You heard us?” “I guess I did, but it’s okay. I won’t tell. But why are you crying, did Billy take advantage of . . .?” “Oh, Jerry, it’s so embarrassing, but the truth is that Billy is just so fast, he gets me all excited and then leaves me in the dust.” Before I could finish saying, “I know how that goes,” Billy was suddenly standing in the door. “What are you doing here?” “Whose house is it anyway?” I snapped. “I didn’t mean it that way,” the tone of his voice changed in a hurry, “but where’s the “Bird”? “Damned old thing’s in the shop.” Then I looked at the two of them. They both blushed as my glare held them. “You know it’s your business, but if you’re going to do it, you should do it right.” Billy stammered, “What is that supposed to mean? I don’t need you butting into my business!” “Oh yeah?” I retorted. Ask Suzy. She was crying when she came in here.” “Suzy crying? What the . . . “ Suzy blushed furiously, “It’s nothing Billy. I was just . . . “ “She was just left hanging while you got your rocks off,” I interjected. Billy blushed. “Hey, kids, let’s take this meeting out of the bathroom. I bet you could all use a drink. Cola or wine?” “I’m not allowed to drink yet,” Suzy answered. “Oh, and you’re allowed to screw?” Shit, that wasn’t a good retort. “I’m sorry, that didn’t come out right.” Suzy’s head was lowered into her hands. I felt really bad. Oh shit, she’s going to cry. I thought sobs were jerking her head back and forth . . . until I realized that she was about to burst into laughter. “I guess drinking would be a step up,” she croaked before exploding into laughter. Suddenly she looked old enough to screw and to drink. “Well, let’s see what I have to offer.” I led them to the kitchen where I found half a twelve-pack of beer in the fridge. I poured each of them a glass. In the living room, we all sat, Suzy and Billy holding themselves stiffly in chairs well apart from each other. “Gee you guys look miserable for someone who just made love. Can we talk about it?” Suzy just looked down at her feet. After a moment of silence, Billy ventured, “I just come too soon; that’s all. I don’t think there’s anything I can do about it. I just can’t help it.” “Well, there are things you can do,’ I said. “You got to get your partner off or it doesn’t count, you know. I mean there’s lots of ways.” Suzy looked into my eyes, “Please, Jerry. Help us out.” “Oh, geeze,” said Billy, kicking the floor. “Do you really want to learn, Suzy?“ I asked. “Jerry!” “Excuse me,” I said. “Billy, come out to the kitchen with me!” “Oh, for Christ’s sake,” he said. I glared at him, big to little brother, grabbed his arm and pulled him into the kitchen. “Listen, bro, when was the last time you beat me in a fight?” “You know the answer to that.” he pouted. “Never, never ever.” “Better remember, then because you’re pissing me off. Now, you’re going act like a grown up and take some pointers and maybe even become a grown up, cause I’m not going to have it going round that my little brother don’t know how to please a lady. And, believe me, Suzy is a lady!” “Yes, but . . . “ “No buts, just you come with me and do what I say.” I led him back in the other room. Billy’s face, I must say, was even redder than Suzy’s as I looked them both over. “Now the first thing you got to know, is that there’s no hurry. In fact, fucking’s the best kind of pastime, so the smart thing is to make it last as long as you can.” Billy said, “Yeah, I know, I know, but tell my cock. It gets so hard and . . . well it just takes over.” “I’ve heard that before. In fact I was there once myself until a nice lady taught be what’s what.” “Now you’re going to teach us?” asked Suzy. “This is embarrassing,” said Billy. I was close to being embarrassed myself and though Suzy was stand-up about it, it wasn’t going to work the way Billy was hemming and hawing. Suddenly I had an inspiration. Telling wasn’t going to work; I’d have to show them. “Come with me!” I said. I led them back to Billy’s room. The bed was mussed. Billy’s underpants lay next to Suzy’s on the floor. Billy’s shoes were there too but Billy and Suzy both still had their socks and tops on though I could see that Suzy’s bra was unsnapped. “Okay,” I said, “We’ll begin at the beginning. Billy. You’re going to undress Suzy without touching her, not even a little. No touch.” “Oh yeah, and what are you going to do if I touch her?” “I’m not going to do anything. Suzy will though. Just see.” I guess Billy couldn’t really take me seriously because, when she reached up to pull her sweatshirt off, Billy reached over and squeezed her breast. “Foul,” I yelled, taking off my belt. “Suzy, grab his belt and strap his other arm to the bedstead. I grabbed the other arm and fastened it tightly so he was fastened face up on the bed. “Oh oh, I goofed,” I said. I quickly walked into the bathroom, and returned with some scissors which I used to cut his shirt off. “Take his pants off, Suzy!” I said. Suzy giggled and quickly unzipped his pants. “Careful, don’t get his cock in the zipper,” I said, “even if he does deserve it.” Billy’s cock drew into his body leaving just a pucker of ringed skin and the tip of his glands peaking out from its nest of hair. He held his legs tightly together. “Looks small now, doesn’t it? Now his socks,” I said. Quickly done. “Okay, Suzy. Now it’s time for show and tell. I’m going to leave the room now. I want you to undress and sit in this chair facing Billy. Then I want you to masturbate until you come and I want you to talk to Billy and explain where it feels best and how you like it best. Then when you’ve come I want you to pet Billy all over, but don’t touch his cock. Do not make him come but make him beg. If he can last a half hour we’ll let him see if he can get you off. I’ll be in my room.” The noises from Billy’s room were of two kinds. First Billy pleaded and then he huffed, but towards the end, first Suzy and then Billy moaned and groaned. I smiled to myself and waited an hour before I judged the time right to return. I knocked, pushed the door ajar and handed in one of my robes. “Here, Suzy, put this on.” “It’s okay,” she said, “come in.” She was proud of that little body. I entered. Suzy body was aglow with a rosy aura. I looked at poor Billy on the bed. His face was scarlet, just like Suzy’s; his cock was swollen and angry looking. It bobbed in time with each heartbeat. “Looks like you could come in about a second, eh, Billy?” I asked, not unkindly. “Oh, man, could I.” “Ain’t goin’ to happen,” I said. “This is what separates the men from the boys. Take that arm loose, I’ll take this one.” Quickly done. “Okay, Suzy, now you’re going to give Billy some head. If he comes, it’s okay, but it’s better if he doesn’t. If you feel it about to happen, squeeze his prick here. Then stop and kiss him on his mouth or bite his nipples. If you bite hard enough, it should slow him down some.” Suzy didn’t show any self-consciousness, but just before she took Billy into her mouth, she said, “We’ve never done this before.” “You’ve hardly done any of this before, have you?” She giggled, but Billy’s cock muffled the sound. Billy hips immediately began to buck and he groaned aloud. “Slow down, Suzy. Bite his nipples.” She did. “Look how his hips are settling back down. Now lick his balls. Up and down his shaft. He’s getting too excited, slow down.” Billy groaned and raised his hips to held his cock up as high above the bed as it would go. The tip was purple and dripping long strands of precum. “Lick the goo off the tip now, Suzy.” I must admit that the view of this, especially the view of Suzy’s gapping pussy, seen from behind, was having an effect on me. “Okay, Suzy. Now you trade places with Billy. You still haven’t come, have you sport?” “Naw, and it’s killin’ me.” “You’ll die happy.” “Okay,” I said, “Now Billy is going to learn how to polish his nose. Lie back, Suzy, and think of England. Billy, hold your nose up to her pussy and take a big sniff. Smells good, doesn’t it.” “Ummmm” “Okay, now flick your tongue up and down and make like you’re a slug.” Billy’s reaction made it clear that he wasn’t going to need a lot of instruction in this aspect of the game. “See if you can suck her whole cunt into your mouth. See if you can capture the pearl she must have shown you during show and tell.” Billy looked up. “Pearl?” Didn’t you show him the pearl, Suzy?” “I don’t know what you mean . . .” “Okay, Suzy. I’ll show you.” I stood, pushed my cock up under my waistband so it didn’t stick out so much and leaned down. Suzy’s labia gaped wide and I carefully pulled the clitoral hood back to reveal the round white nubbin standing erect in its canoe. “This is the source of all Suzy’s pleasure. The man in the boat! Be very careful with it but don’t be afraid of it.” I sat back down and wiggled my tongue at Billy, who for once did the right thing and began to flip the little thing back and forth with his tongue. He seemed to find it enjoyable and Suzy began to huff and puff in a rhythm that set the bed springs a jangling. “Notice anything, sport?” I asked. Billy, apparently, was too busy to answer. “Okay, now the time has come. Billy get on your back. Suzy, kneel astride him and wet his cock with your pussy. Rub it back and forth. Now put it in and begin to row the boat. You’re in control. Billy, you tell her to slow down when you feel it building up. Suzy, when he warns you, pull out almost all the way and just mark time. You can concentrate on rubbing his chest or kissing him or even get off and lick his balls. The longer you can make him last, the longer he will be able to last.” I got up to leave the room again but Suzy said, “Don’t go, Jerry. I want you to keep coaching us. Make sure we do it right.” Suzy kneeled over Billy and his cock seemed to levitate into her cunt. “Ahhhhh” she said. “Slow down, slow down, I can’t stand it.” Suzy did all I told her to and she kept up a running commentary. “Is this right, Jerry? I’m going to lick his balls. Does that feel good, Billy?” Then she got back on him and started to flex her hips back and forth all the time keeping his cock deep inside her cunt as she massaged her clit and cunt lips with his shaft. “I can’t, I can’t hold it “ Billy groaned. “It’s okay Billy. Come. I’m coming. I’m coming. I’m coming! Ayyyyy.” “Oh, God, Oh, God, Oh, God,” ejaculated Billy, “I’m coming in you. I’m coming in you.” The sense of climax engulfed all of us. Not that I came, but I felt a tremendous release of pleasure as the two of them enjoyed totally satisfactory orgasms instead of the unsatisfying frustration they’d had earlier. “I guess I can leave the two of you to figure out the rest. You know, Billy, there’s no reason you can’t come again and again at your age. Oh, you’ll have to wait between fucks, but you can spend that time exploring Suzy’s cunny with your tongue or just massaging each other. You can even lie back and talk.” Suzy sat back on Billy’s knees, leaving his cock exposed, looking like a drowned earthworm. She looked back over her shoulder. Don’t go yet, Jerry. I have to thank you. Oh, thank you so much. That was so much better. Billy, wasn’t it good for you too?” “Yeah, I have to admit it big bro. That was something!” “Billy, don’t you think we owe Jerry something?” “Yeah, but I don’t have anything he wants.” “No, you don’t. But I do. Look at him. His cock is still as big as yours was a minute ago.” “Bigger,” I said. “You can work that one out between the two of you,” she said. “But I can work out your problem, Jerry—that is if Billy will let me.” “Aw, Susy, you don’t need to do that.” “I want to. I want to see what a big grown up cock feels like. Wouldn’t you like to do me? We’ll let Billy watch and that way we both can learn some more.” I knew Billy wouldn’t go for that. I started to ease out the door. “It’s okay, Billy. I won’t poach in your stream.” But Billy surprised me. “You know, Bro. Suzy has a point. I’d like another fuck, but I can wait. That way I’ll be ready and Suzy will really be hot. Besides, you got to admit, it should be a buzz.” Suzy took the discussion to a new level. She walked over to me, pulled me to my feet and began systematically to undress me. She looked over to Billy, still supine on the bed, “I could use a hand here.” Lesson II. Naked, I pulled Suzy to me and gave her a big hug and kiss. My cock pushed against her tummy. Then I turned to Billy and gave him a big hug too. He surprised me when he hugged me back and kissed me on the forehead. Suzy sat back on the bed and said, “Come and get me, big brother.” I walked up to the edge of the bed and grabbed her legs and lifted them into the air spreading them to open her pussy wide. Billy’s white cum pooled in the middle of her vagina and oozed down her thighs. “Little, Bro, you haven’t cleaned up after yourself. Do I have to do everything?” I fell upon her and began to lick up the cum. Then my tongue swam up her stomach leaving a smear of semen all the way to her mouth where I mixed the goo with her saliva using my tongue. I licked her face all over, occasionally tonguing the fluids out of her mouth and smearing them over her breasts. I chewed her breasts and sucked the nipples. I bit her arm pits and woofed in big breaths of her scent. I was a ravening animal and she was eager to help me consume her. Still kneeling between her legs, I looked down at my ardent cock. It was standing at attention. “Poor John Thomas has been standing up so long, he’s starting to get tired. There’s dry come all over him. It wouldn’t be right to put it into you looking like that. Could you clean it off." “How would I do that?” Suzy asked. “How did you clean Billy’s cock off?” “Huh? Oh! I see. Let me.” Suzy bounced up and immediately attacked my cock. Soon it was throbbing in beat with my heart and I was straining against the bed to push it farther and farther into her mouth. Suzy leaned back and looked down at it. “Looks pretty clean to me.” She pushed me back and crawled up until her puss was over my cock, thinking, I know how to do this. After all, she’d just learned how with Billy. But I’m not Billy. I hitched my hips back and pulled her hips down and against the length of my penis so my cock was lying along her vulva with the head just resting against her clitoris instead of sticking into her vagina. Then, pulling my cock back as far as I could, I bent my legs to make a lap so I could control her pussy and stroked the full length of her trench with my cockhead without inserting it into her vagina. At the end of each stroke the head of my cock ran up against her clitoris and slithered on along it. She soon began to scream. “Ohhhh, Mmmmm Ohhhh, Ohhhhh. God what are you doing to me. Billy. What is he doing. Billy’s head appeared in my peripheral vision and he looked down to see our joining. “I can’t tell.” He said. What are you doing?” I tried to explain. “Huh? I don’t’ understand.” I jumped up. Get up here Billy!” I said. With Billy on his back I pushed and shoved him to position his body until he had the whole sequence done pat. Meanwhile Suzy was somewhere else. “Okay, Billy, my turn again.” And we quickly traded places again, leaving him to watch and learn, and stroke his cock again. Suddenly Suzy yelled, “Oh, wow. I’m coming again. Oh, I’m coming.” “Correction,” I panted, “you’re beginning to come. Let’s see how long we can make it last.” I began to tease her. I’d thrust fully in until she was wild, then I’d pull back and tease her with short shallow strokes until they too would drive her toward the edge, then I pulled out and teased her clit, and then I made long strokes, each one all the way in and then scraping the top of my cock against her clit as I withdrew and then I’d rock my hips back and thrust the tip of my cock against the little pleasure button from a gentler angle. Finally she could come no longer. She collapsed on me and panted. “See. Billy, there’s a lot more to fucking that just in and out. You like it, Suzy?” She didn’t answer. You think you’re done?” I asked. She was speechless. “Well, I’m not.” I pushed her off me and onto her back. Holding her feet up in a ‘V,’ I crawled forward until my cock head was positioned perfectly and thrust in, to the hilt. Suzy appeared to be dazed. Controlling myself with the greatest of difficulty I pulled back and began to probe the inner lips of her vagina, just barely parting them and popping in my penis head like a wet grape before withdrawing again. Sometimes I’d barely move in and out enough to pluck the edge of my glans against the her cunt lips which were stretched tight enough to vibrate like a guitar string. Occasionally I’d slide my glans penis the full length of her groove from her asshole to the stem of her little clit. It didn’t take much of this before she came to life again. Her chest began to flush while her breath came in explosive puffs. Her vagina became so hot it was like a light bulb, but so slick with her juices, that the in and out was frictionless, and extremely stimulating for that. I leaned forward to fully insert my sex into hers and swiveled my hips slowly around so as to manipulate the deep folds of her cunt while putting pressure on pubis and pussy lips with the swollen base of my cock. I could feel myself approaching the gate to the kingdom of Nirvana and I knew she was ready because the tissue around her vagina was so swollen that it was like thrusting my pubis against an inner tube when I bounced my cock all the way in. By now my arousal was so great that I that I was having an emotional orgasm well before I ejaculated. Learning By Doing Melissa couldn't help but be nervous about him, even though he'd responded to her ad. The ad itself was the reason. She waited in the fast-food restaurant with as much poise and patience as she could muster. The girls cooperated for once. Though there were many other noisy, boisterous children there to set them off, they concentrated on their crayons and coloring books with a singular intensity. The door creaked. She looked up and saw a middle-aged man of medium height enter the restaurant alone. He looked about swiftly, saw her bright red blouse and black canvas handbag, and made directly for her. In the few seconds she had in which to study him and decide whether to dissimulate, she went from nervousness to an acute curiosity. He wasn't screen-idol material, but he was good-looking enough: athletically trim, with a pleasant, open face that obviously didn't get much sun, topped by a thick mop of brown hair. He wore casual clothes, as she did, but they were of good quality and perfectly clean. His expression was noncommittal, neither censorious nor eager. I wonder what he's thinking about me. He stopped at her table. Alia and Renee looked up, their eyes widening and mouths making Os of surprise and interest. "Melissa Harland?" She nodded and rose. "My friends call me Mel." She extended a hand, and he took it. "I'm Ron Beaufort." He started to seat himself and paused. "May I be introduced to these young ladies?" She bit her lip. "Of course." She gestured right -- This is Alia" and then left -- "and this is Renee. Girls, say hello to Mr. Beaufort." Alia put down her crayon and stood in her chair. Her hand was slow to rise, but Beaufort took it and shook it with a grave delicacy. Renee got up and came around the table, and he shook her hand as well. "They're charmers," he said as all of them sat. "You must be proud of them." She nodded. "I told them to be on best behavior." Alia chose that moment to screech, "Are you going to be our new daddy?" at a pitch that could have shattered the pyramids and roused the pharaohs from beneath them. Heads throughout the restaurant turned to look. Melissa resisted the urge to hide under the table, but just barely. "Alia, sit and be quiet," he said. The six-year-old reddened at the steel in the words. She was about to go back to her coloring, but Beaufort looked her in the eye and silently compelled her attention. "I might be, Alia. It will depend on a lot of things. One of them is how you behave while we're here." As Alia's lips twisted into a toddler's petulant pout, he smiled and continued. "If you're really good, I might decide that you don't need a new daddy. Or if you're really bad, I might decide that you just have to have one." Melissa's mouth dropped open. He flashed her a wink. "Now," he said, "would anyone like something to eat?" Learning By Doing Oh God, not here. She resisted the urge to turn, hoping he'd conclude she was someone else. It didn't work. Doug closed on her at once. He was as nattily attired as always, as perfect the ladies' man in a Quik-Stop as in a trendy disco. He leered down into her face from his imposing height as if they were back in the singles' club where they'd met. Where she wished she'd never gone. Reflexively, her hand went to Ron's arm and squeezed. Doug noted the gesture, and his lip curled in contempt. "Found yourself another sugar daddy so fast, babe?" Holding down panic with an effort, she turned to Ron, smiled, and said, "Ron, this is Doug Davis. He's a...friend I haven't seen in a while." Ron's eyes narrowed. He extended his hand uncertainly. Doug ignored it. "Did he buy the whole package, or are you holding out on him the way you did on me?" He ran a finger along the side of Melissa's face, as if she were still his private plaything. The other customers murmured uneasily. "Excuse me." Ron's voice rang with truculence, the trumpet call of an alpha male preparing to defend his turf. "Miss Harland is with me. If the two of you have issues, this is not the place to air them." "Can it, prettyboy. This doesn't have anything to do with you." Doug's six foot, eight inch height and his weightlifter's build made his glower near to unendurable for most men. Incredibly, Ron met him glare for glare. "I disagree, musclebrain." The note of challenge in Ron's voice intensified. A mousy woman with an armload of baked goods backed away and knocked over a stand of potato chips. "Lay off now unless you want more trouble than you can afford." Doug's eyes flared wide with fury. Melissa squealed her fright as he drew back his hand to strike. He never got the chance. Ron shoved Melissa to the side, surged forward, and buried his left hand knuckle deep in Doug's solar plexus. The bigger man whoofed all the air from his lungs and doubled over his pain. Ron thrust an open palm straight up into his chin with knockout force, so quickly that Melissa wasn't sure she actually saw the blow. Doug Davis flipped backward and measured his full length crashingly upon the floor. The rest of the store's customers drew back in alarm, as if a robbery were in progress. The clerk groped beneath the countertop for something, probably a bludgeon. Ron took no heed. He knelt next to his defeated opponent and spoke to him gently, pedantically, a teacher making a simple point to a tragically slow student. "I told you, asshole, she's with me. I don't give a shit where she was before this, whether it was with you or anyone else. If you ever so much as look at her again, I'll seal your fucking eyes shut for good." He took Doug's chin in a rough, contemptuous grip. "Do you understand me, dick breath?" Doug was still re-learning the fine art of breathing normally. He nodded. Ron released him, threw a twenty onto the counter before the terrified clerk, and pulled Melissa out of the store. Learning by Doing Working hard for control I began to deliberately maximize my arousal while holding off ejaculating. I would enter her as slow as slow can be, putting pressure on one facet of my penis then, still keeping a light pressure on surface, withdraw with a twist—as if my cock were a bottle opener. I toyed with the idea of dragging this out even more, but I didn’t want to rub Billy’s nose in it so I finally gave in to my natural inclination and commited myself to coming. But even then, I didn’t just come. Instead I began to move with a purpose. Long, firm, vigorous strokes. I exaggerated my breathing and as its rate increased I also accelerated the tempo with which I pounded my cock and pudendum against Suzy’s wide-open flower. Her pussy lips were a red hot pillow and she kept tempo with me, stroke for stroke. Billy could hear the slap, slap, slap of my tummy against hers as my cock moved from the very entrance of her temple to its greatest depths with vigor, slapping my belly on hers and swinging my balls against her asshole. She was coming again, but she’d been coming continually for the past while, and I was still not content to just let her come. I insisted she prolong her coming. I played variation on variation, all the while adding energy. Soon her screaming threatened to alert the neighborhood and I could feel the tide of my orgasm gathering to a flood. “Fuck your cunt. Fuck your cunt.” I cried. I ground the base of my cock against her cunt lips, hard, leaning forward to grind and grind my pubic bone against the flesh of her clitoris and my scream was added to hers as we took off for the heights of a galactic space never before explored by man. Wow! Billy showed more moxie than I would have guessed him capable of. He said, “Wow, big brother! I am in awe!” as he kneeled down before me and kowtowed deeply two or three times. “I acknowledge the master.” “Awe, shucks, Billy. It weren’t nothin’” “The hell is wasn’t!” Suzy came up for air, just long enough to make her point, then she went back to wherever they go, you know. “I can’t help noticing, Billy,” I said, “that your big, grown up weenie is ready for another go. I’m very pleased to be able to tell you that you can’t wear them out as long as you keep them lubricated. I’m going to leave it to the two of you now. And, Suzy. I want to thank you. That was the experience of a lifetime. I predict a happy life for you if you can handle the flames. But I want you to know that I would never poach on my brother’s turf, so this won’t happen again. Okay?” Suzie looked up at me, shrugged and said, “Okay. But Jerry . . . Billy has a lot to learn. Are you really going to desert him in his need?” “Aw, half the fun is figuring it out your own selves. You’ll be fine. Bye.” I suddenly had a thought. “I’ll leave you with a bit of advice, though. You’re both pretty drained now. That makes it a good time for a leisurely fuck. Suzy, lay on your back and pull your knees up.” I grabbed Billy’s hands and pulled him up off the floor. “Look, her pussy is still wide open. That’s a pussy that’s really been fucked. Now, lie on your right side and poke your dick in. I pushed him into position. “Now put your leg between hers and go slow. Use all your cock. Explore all her cunt, her vulva, her clitoris. Use your hands. Take rest breaks and switch your attention to her lips, hips, breasts. Suzie, Billy has nipples too. If you come before an hour and a half from now, you get two demerits.” I walked quickly out of the room. Walking back to my room after showering, I paused outside Billy’s door. All I could hear was a soft humming. The sound of a lady in deep content. I put a $20 on the kitchen table along with a pizza coupon and took off for the office to see if I could fix the things that went wrong during the day. My attitude was much improved. Lesson III. Two weeks later. Things at the office had taken a turn for the better. Actually, I’ll take some credit where credit is due. A sincere letter to the boss’s wife and my redheaded trouble was a thing of the past. I was kicking back in the hammock in the back yard, sipping a cold one when Billy and Suzy came out and asked me if they could take me to the game. Suzy’s father had season tickets but he couldn’t use them. Suzy and her best friend were inviting Billy and me to go. The Mariners were playing Texas and I’d always wanted to yell at A-Rod for being such an asshole and leaving the Mariners. What a difference it would have made two years ago if he’d still been with us. So, of course, I accepted. The game was great. Texas has great players but their pitching staff shows the flaw of trying to build a team with expensive free agents and letting the farm system go fish. Seattle won 12 – 6. Cameron had two home runs and Olerud almost hit for the cycle. In the car Billy whispered that the two girls are still under 21 and he begged me to buy a case of beer and pizza and eat in. I had no presentment of the plot that was about to unfurl. We woofed the pizza and were well into a second or third round of beer when Suzy said, “I’ve been telling Carole what a great teacher you would have made.” Billy spit out his beer and Carole giggled. I believe I croaked and, finding myself at a loss for words, had the sense to remain speechless. “It’s just that Carole thinks she’s a lesbian and I think it’s just that Martin needs some post graduate study. Know what I mean?” “No!” I said. But I did and I blushed. Seeing my face turn red Suzy whispered to Carole, “Do it!” They both jumped me and started tugging my clothing off. It soon became clear that they couldn’t undress me without my permission but in the process a lot of male flesh came into contact with a lot of female flesh. Seeing that new tactics were called for, I yelled, “Help me Billie.” Billie dove into the pile but not to help me, and before you knew it there were clothes everywhere. Billy smiled at me. I smiled at him. “I guess we know what we want, don’t we, “ I said. Billy nodded. Suzy began to rub her breasts against my face. I confess I took a couple of nibbles. Then, stronger hands than Suzy’s and Carole’s quickly pulled my fly all the way open, and lifted up my feet and rump as Carole and Suzy completed the job of stripping off my pants and shorts. I leapt to my feet. “Okay, I know when to give in.” Quickly, I stripped off my shirt, becoming the third to be totally nude. Suzy was last but not by far. I looked over at Billy. His cock looks just like mine. Do they look like our father’s? Hadn’t thought about that since my cock started to get big. Right now our cocks’ heads were both bouncing against our hard flat bellies. “There comes a time, brother, when it’s ungentlemanly to continue to fight.” ‘This is so cool” Carole said. Not a shy bone in her body. She stood proudly as I looked her over. Medium breasts but perky. Tear-drop shaped, not melons like Suzy’s. She had tiny hips; hard to see how a child could emerge. I wondered if her vagina were small. The four of were filling the air with pheromones which were mixing with the beer and pizza smell. It was all terribly feral. “Jerry has the biggest bed,” Billy piped up. Grabbing the rest of the beer and a jug of wine for when it ran out, we ran for my room, cocks, balls, and tits abouncing. “Yeah!” On the way I had a thought. “Billy. This can be your final exam!” Suzy immediately concurred. “You’re going to be so proud, Jerry.” She said. Billy walked over to Carole. He grabbed her in a huge bear hug and held it, kissing her and swaying his hips back and forth so that the tip of his penis pressed against her belly. “Are you sure you’re okay with this, Carole?” “Oh, yes. This is fine,” she answered. Billy arched his back pulling Carole’s feet off the ground and duck walked over to the bed, where he pushed her back against the side of the bed until she sat down. Billy stood proudly in front of her holding his cock in his hand, holding it looming over her. “What do you think of this? Do you want to play with me?” “Oh, yes!” Billy walked right up to the edge of the bed, still holding his cock in one hand, and with the other pulled her head into his lap and rubbed his cock head against her cheek. Carole looked like a cat rubbing against someone’s legs. Nearly purring. Billy lightly pushed the tip against her lips. “Lick me!” He commanded and in a tone that was pretty demanding. “Yes sir. OH, yes sir.” I don’t know what kind of experience Carole had had before this night but it’s hard to believe both that her sexual experiences were unhappy if they had included this. Therefore, she appeared to be a fast learner. Didn’t miss a stroke, as it were. When Billy stepped back a short while later, Carole’s hands followed, keeping a light hold of his balls. Standing behind him I could see why the Mexicans call them eggs. They looked like two large eggs in a sack. I was proud of Billy. He sat down on the bed beside Carole and slowly the two of them lay back while Billy began to explore all her body with his hands and tongue. Suzy choose this moment to reach over and grab me by my love machine, which looked like a pump handle after an up stroke. It was diamond hard. I don’t know how something so hard can be so soft. Leading my by my dick, Suzy led me to the other side of my California King size bed. So, while Billy was laving Carole from eyes to toes with frequent stops at her cunt, Suzy was making sure all my parts matched. I lost track of how Billy was doing and was pretty much going along with the flow when suddenly Suzy cried out, “Let’s have a contest. Last man to come is the pasha.” Since that night I have come to realize that some of the evening’s proceedings must have been arranged ahead of time, because immediately Suzy and Carole hit the bed on their backs, spread their legs and, as the saying goes, winked at us. And we hurried to fill the void that was glaring so balefully at us. Accepting the contest without thinking about the ramifications, I began to fuck her in a deliberate manner. In, out, in, out. Of course, that is one of the best ways to catch your partner unaware. At first she just lies there, having been put in a relatively passive role: Mrs. Missionary. But soon, just the lack of emphasis begins to be a funny kind of emphasis. She seeks to be aroused, to quicken the pace, to work toward a climax; but Mr. Cock, at this point, does not allow her free rein. He reins in. Keeping slow. Keeping mild, half strokes. Quarter notes. No probing at the lips or clitoris. From one inch inside her vagina, push in another two inches, and out, and in. Soon she is fighting you for more and in the process this fighting spirit becomes passionate and the longer you don’t let her express these passions, the stronger they become; but eventually, she will explode. There’s no way to stop her. I kept Suzy at the brink for a long time, stopping altogether whenever I sensed her about to go overboard, until her screaming caused Billy and Carole to pause. “What are you doing to her, Bro?” Billy asked. “Just taking care of business.” At that I pulled out, and laying on my side, skittered up to her rump, until my cock pressed against her pussy lips again, and then slid part way into her. At this point I lay back, which pulled my cock almost out. Then, spitting on my fingers, I reached in and began to pet her clitoris. The forked tail of her clitoris was draped over tip of my penis and I rubbed this sweet flesh against my glans penis with my fingers, feeling a sudden jerk each time her clitoris was tweaked by the lip of my cock. But mostly I just flipped her clit back and forth, back and forth with my finger, until soon she was keening again. Since I was being pretty laid back about stimulating myself at the time, I could tune in a little to Billy and Carole. Carole was sitting astride Billy and if she’d been a pile driver, Billy’s piling would have been well driven by now. “How’s it going, Billy?” I asked. Billy was just barely capable of speech. “Oh, oh it’s going fiiiine.” He said. Part of his problem was being so completely aroused but part was being nonplused by my asking. At this point, Suzy chirped in, “Told you, didn’t I Carole.” “My God, how does he do it?” She asked. “That’s what you’re here to learn.” “Right.” “Back to work,” Billy said, and flipped Carole back on her back before mounting her again. I was proud to see him using many of the strokes I’d shown him during his first lesson. “You’ve come a long way, kid.” Suddenly Billy cried out, “Oh, no. I’m coming. I wasn’t going to come and then I was coming. I can’t stop.’ “Don’t worry about it, Billy,” I said. You’ve got lots left. Now’s the time to learn to keep it going until Mr. Jump Up jumps up again. Still, I felt a little guilty about not giving him a break. Enough so that I decided to let it rip. I rolled half way over so I was on my hands and knees, with my cock directly over Suzy’s pussy. Suzy was pretty destroyed. She lay on her back with her hips turned up so her pussy was gaping at the sky except I was filling the sky above her. Then I cut it loose! I pounded her. The position gave me considerable leverage, every bit of which I used to fuck the hell out of her so that in the end she was gasping and so was I. Carole and Billy, now completely rapt in their attention to our doings, applauded. Because I let go of myself that way, I didn’t come with the intensity I usually enjoy. Instead, I sprang up and cried out, “this calls for another beer.” I handed Billy a beer and took another to Suzy, which we shared. While I was licking beer off of Suzy’s breasts, which I had carelessly spilled, I felt a small warm hand creeping through my pubic hair and then little fingers began to tease the head of my cock. “I hope this is Carole,” I thought to myself. It was. Carole crawled up my body using her tongue and fingers like feet until she could whisper in my ear, “Is it my turn?” “Can I have my girl back?” Billy asked in turn. And so new arrangements were made, beginning with extinguishing the beers. During the next course, the dividing lines between couple A and B became blurred. Billy, I thought, has learned to take things at an endurance pace. We’d pet and lick a while, get a little hot, then back off and have another beer. The girls tried a little lizard action but it didn’t catch on, the best I could tell. But I remember being near to coming, was it the second or third time, and feeling a hand lightly stroking my balls and looking up to see Billy’s hand feeling me up. And it was okay. Later I licked his balls as he served Carole (again) in the missionary position. And in the end, spent, we all lay there together, feeling ever so close. “We’ve got to do this again,” Billy said and that surprised me. It seemed to me he was showing a lot of gumption hanging in there while all the while the girls were raving over my prowess between (on top of) the sheets. But, looking at it another way, he was getting laid by two girls and with what he was learning would never lack for pussy. I’d bet on that.