0 comments/ 56103 views/ 2 favorites City of Brotherly Love By: clairepenn I was 23 in August 1976 and had been living in Philadelphia for a little over two months. Having moved there from the Ozarks of Missouri, I'd expected the big city to be pretty wild and overwhelming, but even I had never imagined the hotbed of sexual activity I found coexisting right under the noses of the stuffed shirts of the large Center City law firm where I worked. It all began on Independence Day, when I went up on the roof of my apartment building to see the fireworks and instead found the married couple three doors down from me getting it on. Being bisexual, I was turned on by both of them and delighted when they were kind enough to let me join them. We spent that night making our own fireworks, and through them I was introduced into the amazing Philly swingers counterculture. Even with all I'd seen, I was shocked when my next-door-neighbor died. The fact that the man had expired wasn't so amazing--after all, he was 87 years old--but despite the landlord's efforts to keep things quiet the manner of his death leaked out. The old fart had a heart attack while being sucked off by a male escort less than half his age! Everyone in the building was aghast, as the codger had never left any indications of his extracurricular activities, and some of us (like me) developed a whole new, posthumous respect for him. I remember thinking that when I reached the end of my line, it wouldn't be so bad to go out with a young stud's head between my legs! Being as I never would have guessed, not even in a million years, about my late neighbor I was determined to make an effort to get to know whoever moved in next. The worst case scenario would be I would find out I was living next door to a prude, the median would be that I'd make a casual friend even if not a sex partner, and in the best case...Well, you can probably guess that one. The old man's next of kin cleared out the unit in short order and the landlord found new tenants even before the place was completely ready. Within a month of the man's death a moving van pulled up outside and I nearly fell out the window in my efforts to get a look. I wasn't disappointed. Two big, burly black guys in their early thirties started unloading the furniture. It was one of those self-move vans; they hadn't hired anyone to move them and they hadn't needed to because they were built like trucks. They were both about the same height, but one guy had very dark skin and a short-cropped Afro, and the other was more of a coffee color and had a beautifully shaved head. I salivated as I watched the sweat bead on their bare torsos and I kept hoping that their tight jean shorts would tear when they bent and stooped. I wondered if they would like me, a tall white boy with an all-American, blond-haired look and an athletic swimmer's build. I waited until that evening to knock on their door, a six-pack in hand. The coffee-colored guy answered, water dripping from his body and a towel wrapped around his waist. "Hi, I thought you guys might be thirsty after moving all day," I said. "I'm Doug; I live right next door." My new neighbor smiled and took hold of the proffered beer. "Thanks, man. Come on in." I walked into the apartment, stepping around the boxes and household items scattered on the floor. The couch and coffee table had been set up and I took a seat. "I'm Nick," he said, handing me a beer and taking one for himself. "Rodney's still in the shower, but he'll be out in a few minutes. I'll let him know you're here." As he walked away, his towel slipped and I got a momentary glimpse of his iron-hard ass. After a few minutes, both men emerged, dressed in nothing but sweatpants that had been cut off into shorts. I scooted over to one end of the couch and they sat beside me, next to each other. We talked about superficial things, such as the weather, and I found out that Rodney and Nick were native Philadelphians, the former from the Northeast and the latter from South Philly, who had moved back to the city from Delaware County. They met on the job; they worked for a construction company that had a work site not far from my own office. Talk turned to the neighborhood and our building in particular. Rodney and Nick seemed to be sitting very close to each other and touching each other a little bit more than straight guys would, but I wanted to set out some feelers and I figured the subject of what happened to the last tenant would make a good front. I asked if they knew what happened to the guy who used to live in their new apartment. When they shook their heads, I laughed and told the story in a light-hearted manner. "Damn," said Nick. "He went out just the way he wanted to...stiff!" He and Rodney laughed heartily and slapped each other on the thighs. "Not the worst way to go," I added. "Hell no," said Rodney, "I hope I can still get someone in their thirties when I'm 87!" The fact that Rodney had not specified the gender of that someone was not lost on me. "Well, you know that they say orgasm is 'the little death.'" "Shit, if death's like that I'm not afraid to go anymore!" Nick said. He moved to slap my thigh, but instead he kept his strong dark hand on my lily-white skin. None of us said anything for a minute; I just looked at them and they at me, very thoughtfully. Nick's hand didn't move. "So Doug," he said, gingerly patting my thigh, "you married?" "Fuck no!" I laughed, putting my hand on top of Nick's and giving it a squeeze. My cock was stirring now and starting to become obvious under my jean shorts. Nick and Rodney were looking right at it, and between their legs I could see what looked like massive bumps. I took my hand off of Nick's and put it on his thigh, slowly snaking it towards the big hump that was creeping down his pant leg. When I finally got there and started tracing the outline of his dick head, Nick started caressing my now fully-engorged cock and Rodney made no disguise of stroking himself through his shorts. "So anyway," I said, "I thought I'd welcome you to the building." Nick leaned over to kiss me, undoing my shorts at the same time. Then he leaned back so I could take off my shirt, and he and Rodney dropped their drawers. My jaw almost hit the floor. I'd never had a black lover before and I'd always dismissed the stereotype about black guys being hung like horses. For these guys, that was no stereotype. Two massive pieces of dark meat were staring me in the face, Nick's 91/2 inches and Rodney's 10 making my eight-incher look puny, and then there was girth to consider. Rodney moved his hand up and down his shaft, smearing it with milky pre-cum. "You ever had chocolate?" he asked. "No," I said, "but I'd love to try it." With that, Rodney shoved his king-size candy bar in my mouth as Nick went down on my vanilla stick. It took me a few minutes to get adjusted, but soon I managed to engulf him all the way to his balls. "Suck that chocolate bar, white boy," Rodney groaned. I used one hand to fondle his balls and reached behind him with the other, feeling the rock-hard muscles of his ass and moving my hand into his crack. I found the puckered muscle at the entrance of his manhole and used my fingertips to trace it, making him shove his dick down my throat with even greater force. As I finger-fucked Rodney's ass, Nick worked between my legs, Rodney's balls brushing him in the head on occasion. He reveled in sucking my dick, deep-throating me even as he used his hands to reach up and squeeze my nipples. "Goddamn," Rodney managed to stammer, "you gotta let him suck you, Nick. He sucks better than any white boy I've ever had!" Rodney pulled out and switched places with Nick, and we repeated the process, with me sucking and finger-fucking Nick as Rodney blew me. I tried to hold out, but Rodney's mouth had my dick in a vice-grip and I was simply too turned on from having my second black dick of the evening in my mouth. My balls contracted, making my cum spew out into Rodney's waiting mouth, where he drank every last drop, even wiping and licking clean the white rivulets that escaped down his dark chin. Rodney then moved the coffee table out of the way, giving us a large open space on the floor amongst their halfway-unpacked belongings. I got down on all fours, with Rodney in front and Nick in back. I felt Nick parting my ass cheeks even as I put Rodney's dick back in my mouth, then whimpered when I felt his tongue probing the entrance to my love tunnel. He licked all around, then opened me with his fingers, pushing them in and out several times before grabbing a bottle of lotion and applying it both to his dick and my asshole. I was still a relative newbie to assplay and felt a sharp pain when Nick entered, making me buck involuntarily. I relaxed my sphincter muscles and Nick let himself sit in place for a few moments as my body adjusted. His first few strokes caused some more pain, but it soon disappeared and was replaced by the wonderful feeling of fullness that I loved. Nick and I humped like rabbits, him slamming in and out of me as I sucked off his roommate. Just as I felt my cock hardening again, Nick gave a mighty thrust that was followed by the warm gush of his cum filling my tunnel. The next moment, Rodney groaned and shot his cream into my mouth, so much that I had trouble swallowing it all. I didn't have to worry about waste. Rodney pulled his still half-hard cock from my mouth and told Nick, "Get me hard again so I can fuck that ass, too!" Nick disengaged himself and obliged, licking Rodney's cock clean and then sucking it rock-hard. I watched them as cum dribbled down my chin and leaked from my asshole. By the time Rodney positioned himself in back of me, I had a full erection once again. Taking no time for prerequisites, Rodney plunged right in, making me happy that Nick had stretched me out first. Because he had already cum once, Rodney lasted a bit longer and our rhythm was even harder, with his balls slapping into my ass cheeks so hard it made them pink. "Oooooo, make the cream come out of this chocolate bar!" he yelled as our fucking got more and more intense, and with a strangled scream he came, exploding over and over into my ass even as my dick spurted right onto the carpet beneath me. Standing at the entrance of my apartment later that night, I looked up and down the hall and wondered about the people who lived behind each door. I decided that being neighborly was not an outdated concept, especially in the City of Brotherly Love! City of Brotherly Love James never had been to Philadelphia before but being stationed in D.C. with the Navy he was already accustomed to the city life. The circumstances he was there for were not the best but he looked at it like it could always be worse. James was diagnosed with stage 3 Hodgkin's Lymphoma nine months prior and was sent to Philly to receive a new treatment going through trials. Being only twenty years old it came as quite a shock to his family who missed him dearly ever since he left the Midwest to serve his country. He was the middle child and only male of a divorced couple. He was raised extremely well though growing up in a small hard working blue collar town. He was always helping others and a gentleman. James didn't have a girlfriend since he left his high school sweetheart two years ago. He didn't want to hold her back from experiencing college and James also couldn't stand the thought of a long distance relationship. He only had eyes for her though so he remained single and stuck to sexual abstinence despite having movie star good looks. Standing just over six foot James had an athletic build weighing 180 lbs. with short dirty blonde hair. He always had girls swooning over him but was very modest and never took any action over their efforts. One of those girls was Paige, a co-worker friend of his older sister Rose. They worked in a salon but it being the weekend they decided to take a flight to visit James. Paige was a petite eighteen year old blonde that any guy would kill to take on a date. She grew up with a step brother Mark who joined the Marines earlier in the year. She had a rebellious personality always doing what she shouldn't. Rose on the other hand was an angel. Being twenty-two she had remained in a monogamous relationship since graduating high school. She was five foot seven inches with long brown hair and a body of a model. If a guy had to choose between her or Paige they wouldn't hesitate choosing Rose. It was mid flight and all Paige was talking about was James. She had a major crush on him since they met a year ago. Rose didn't help the cause teasing Paige at work saying, "James asked about you the other day." Her eyes were set on sleeping with him this weekend one way or another. She couldn't help but ask Rose,"have you ever seen his penis?" Rose couldn't believe what her friend was asking her, "God no!!" She whispered. "Oh come on Rose, your telling me you've never caught a glimpse of him coming out of the shower in high school?" "Do I look like a pervert Paige?" The truth was she did try when her and James were in their early teens. In fact she asked him to take her virginity. That was long ago though. "Come on Rose give me some food for thought. How have you never thought about what he has going on down there?" This made Rose stir in her seat and get defensive. "That's like you thinking about Mark! Would you do that?" Paige smirked,"I have...and more." Rose couldn't believe what she was hearing "What?" "You heard me Rose. You don't know what you've been missing." For the next hour and a half Paige quietly told Rose every intimate detail of her and her step brother Mark's sexual Rendezvous' throughout high school. The desire for Rose to sleep with her brother was resurrected. James was at the airport to pick the girls up. It was both their first time leaving the Midwest and were amazed at the city skyline. Rose couldn't shake the thought of her brother though. James welcomed them in open arms. "Long time no see." He lifted his older sister off the ground in a giant bear hug. "You always give the best hugs," she gasped with the remaining air in her lungs. Paige threw her arms around him as his stayed at his side. "Are you ready for the time of your life?" Paige yelped. James wide eyed and raised eyebrows looked at his sister. "I'm always ready for some fun." They spent the day as tourist visiting the sites from Independence Hall and the liberty Bell to the Eastern State Penitentiary. They wrapped everything up with a late evening dinner eating Philly cheesesteaks at Gino's. Paige leaned on James shoulder saying,"Rose take a picture." She pulled out her phone and aimed a shot. It was the first time she really looked at James since he became sick. You wouldn't believe him even if he told you he was sick. He still had all his hair even after six months of chemotherapy and radiation. The doctors said it was from him being young and full of testosterone. James made a funny smirk as Rose snapped the picture. "You make a cute couple." They headed back to the hotel room the military provided. "They really hooked you up," Paige exclaimed. "I know, I feel like Macaulay Culkin in Home Alone," James replied. They were on the top floor with a skyline view of the city. There was a kitchen, living room and master bedroom with a bathroom. Everything was king size especially the bed. "What are the sleeping arrangements?" said Paige. James couldn't help himself but joke,"You and I get the bed and Rose gets the couch." Paige applauded. "Hey!" Rose replied. "I'm kidding,the bed will suit you both and the couch folds out into a bed for me," said James. "Or we can all sleep together," stated Rose. Paige's eyes lit up as she looked at Rose. James walking into the bathroom pretended he didn't hear her."You brought your bathing suits right?" He walked out in just shorts. "It's Jacuzzi time." They changed and headed down to the pool. Rose noticed how much more defined James muscles became since joining the Navy. Especially his abs, he could be an underwear model she thought. "The navy's been really good to you, huh James?" said Paige. The girls followed him out of the elevator admiring his body. "I guess so, besides getting me sick."The pool had a few family's in it, crowded for being past 11 PM. The Jacuzzi was empty though and they hopped right in. They made small talk for a while. James kept on replaying what he heard Rose say earlier in his head. "We can all sleep together." He didn't know what to make of it. It brought up the memory of Rose asking him to take her virginity all those years ago. He wanted her but he knew it would be wrong. He always thought Rose was a dime, a ten out of ten. He studied her figure as the girls continued to talk. Her breasts floated on the water. They were at least a C cup size. Paige on the other hand had maybe a B size. Rose cleared her throat to get James attention. "Take a picture it'll last longer." James blushed as the girls giggled. "You know you can do more than look James," Paige whispered. Rose nodded as James looked at her. He was in disbelief, he knew how to perceive Rose's remark on sleeping together now. He glanced at the family's in the pool seeing if they were paying attention before reaching out under the water to get a handful of breast. He felt Rose's before feeling Paige's. It caused him to go to full attention. Paige noticed and moved to his side. She slouched down to where only her head was above the water "I hope you don't mind." Placing her hand on his rod she began working it up and down. James didn't interrupt her but began groping Rose's breast again. Rose moved to his side also to not make it obvious. She slouched back with her eyes closed as he explored her chest then nipples. She reached out for his girth and took a hold. This was too much for James to bear and it sent him over the edge. He clamped his hands on both girls thigh as his knees jerked up with each explosion of cum. Paige loved the feeling of his throbbing cock in her hand as she kept jerking. Rose pulled hers back in surprise to how quick her touch drove him over. She apologized grabbed a towel and headed up stairs. Paige kissed him on the cheek, "We've only just begun." She climbed out and raced to catch up to Rose. James sat there for a while catching his breath and composure. James opened the hotel room door to find a pitch black room. He reached for a light switch only to hear Paige's voice in the bedroom, "leave the light's off." He obeyed and started his venture through the living room and kitchen to the bedroom. His mind ran wild on what awaited and his pulse began racing. He reached the bedroom the girls giggling. He flicked the light's on only to see their heads peeking out from the covers. Leaving to the imagination of what they did or didn't have on. "I like seeing what I'm getting my hands into." His erection made his shorts taught around his thighs. "I like the way you salute sailor," Paige replied. Rose eyes were fixed on his crotch. He had at least eight inches and from what she could remember from the Jacuzzi he was very thick too. James ripped the covers off the top off them. "Hey!" they exclaimed "It's cold."They were both completely naked. James loved the site, both girls had slight tan lines on them. Paige's breast were extremely perky with small puffy nipples that fit them perfectly. As his eyes worked down her tone body he noticed her abs and bare pussy glistening from being wet. It was extremely pink and tight looking. Her labia was hidden but she had a huge clitoris ready to be played with and Paige did. She rubbed her clit as James studied their bodies. He looked at Rose smiling and biting her lip. Her boobs were absolutely perfect with her hair flowing next to them. Her areolas and nipples the perfect proportion to them. Her body was also very tone but she had a landing strip of hair leading to the pinkest labia lips spread inviting him. Her clit was also proportionate not small but not big. She was perfect head to toe. "Well what are you waiting for?" James dove in-between them and immediately they were all making out and touching each other. Paige stripped off his shorts and began swallowing his length as James made out with Rose. He groped her breast and pinched her nipples with one hand as he toyed her clit with the other. Rose was engulfed in the most pleasure she's had. The thought of how forbidden what they were doing was with someone she's known longer than most anyone. Rose grabbed the back of his head crying "Fuck me!" Paige released his cock and he moved in-between Rose's legs. Rose stared deep into his baby blue eyes her arms on his shoulders, "Your heart is pounding." "I'm really nervous," James replied. "Don't be," she said and with one motion his tip found her hole and half of his length. Rose gasped and dug her nails into his back "Fuck!!!" It sent her into a toe curling orgasm. James continued to pump. Her pussy was in a vice grip around his girth as he plunged deeper. He didn't know how long he could last not having sex in two years. She was so wet their pelvises colliding. "Faster, faster!!!" Rose moaned. "I can't!!!" James lifted to pull out. Rose denied him and grabbed his ass pulling him all the way in. They both orgasmed together Rose screaming,"I'm cumming!!". Spurt after spurt of cum burst into Rose for a full minute as they clenched each other tightly. Rose moaning with each twitch of his cock. They kissed each other passionately until Paige interjected, "She's overflowing down there pull out before she drowns." James eased out after one last kiss. With cum dripping from Rose's pussy she sat up exhausted and flushed. "I can't feel my legs," she said. "I bet that was way more intense than Mark and my first time," Paige replied. Rose was slightly shaking and breathing rapidly. "Now it's my turn!" Paige bent over on the bed in front of James. He was still hard, "Give it to me good. I've waited long enough," Said Paige. James rubbed his massive head on her slit and clit driving Paige nuts. "Fuck me damn it!!!" Before she could finish her sentence James plunged his nine thick inches balls deep into her. He darted in and out of her making his balls bounce into her clit with each thrust. Paige was slowly building up to an orgasm when James pulled back too much slipping out and ramming right across her clit "I'm cumming!!!" she squirted all over the bed. Her legs buckled, "Put it back in!" James continued where he left off. Pulling her pony tail she was flat on her stomach now. James thrusting as fast and deep as he can was amazed he lasted this long with how tight she was. Paige squeezed her kegel muscles tight around him. "Don't squeeze! I'm not ready to cum yet." James pulled out and Paige went back to her knees. By this time Rose was recovered from her orgasms and crawled under Paige to where they were sixty-nining. Paige buried her face in Rose's sweet lips nibbling, sucking and licking in a pattern of various tempo's. All the while Rose's face was right in the action of her brother piercing her friend's pussy. She lapped at his shaft while rubbing her clit. His balls drew close and Rose knew he wouldn't last much longer. She cupped his balls and he buried himself in Paige "Fuck!!" James let out as a stream of cum burst into Paige. He pulled out blasting stream after stream against her clit and Rose's face. The sensation sent Paige into an orgasm. Paige moaned still eating Rose out "Yes! Yes! Yes!" Rose reached yet another orgasm this time from her friend. They climbed off of each other. Both their pussies covered in cum like Rose's face. They all collapsed next to each other covered in sweat. "Its going to be a long weekend," said James. Paige and Rose looked at each other smiling and panting,"Yeah it is."