6 comments/ 16976 views/ 22 favorites My Memories of David Ch. 01 By: msmithyxx Whenever I think back to my youth, I can't help but think of my friend David. My best friend for so long and the only man in my life I had ever loved. I met David when I was a teenager. We were in the school athletics team together and we were in constant competition with each other. He was taller than me and had more power in his limbs, but I was smaller and a lot faster. It made for great competition. As we grew, we left school, went to university together, studied the same degree together (Sports Science) and essentially did everything together. We were closer than brothers. We would party, hang, even score together. On more than one occasion we'd managed to pull girls who wanted us both at the same time and who were we to disagree with their desires? However, my time with David changed when we were in our mid twenties. We were living together in a nice two bedroom flat with a great view of South London. By this point we'd been living together as room mates for about 6 years with nary an argument. We worked as personal trainers for the same chain of health clubs, though in different centres across London. Because of our jobs, we were both very fit. As I said, I was shorter, my 5'9 frame being lean and toned, with excellent muscle definition. My blonde hair was always slightly unkempt but the ladies seemed to like it, so I kept it at length but didn't bother with styling it. David on the other hand was very meticulous about his appearance. Every Saturday he was at the barbershop for a beard trim (designer stubble was always his thing) and a haircut. He'd usually follow that up with a body wax and then he'd buy some clothes or something for the impending night out we'd be planning. Being two single guys, Saturday nights were our hunting grounds. Almost without fail we'd both go out, hit the clubs, meet some attractive young things and bring them home for drinks and, well, you can guess the rest. Sometimes we'd bring home one girl between us, a few times we brought home a group and it turned into a bit of an orgy. It was a fun life. Because of all this, both David and I were very comfortable with seeing each other naked. We could easily walk through the flat in the nude and the other wouldn't ever say a word. There was never anything sexual between us, until that first night. That night which changed everything. We'd been out on our normal Saturday night prowl, but for some reason, probably due to the winter weather outside, we didn't manage to find anyone to bring home. That wasn't for the lack of trying, incidentally. David had made some great progress with a young dental nurse with an amazing body when her boyfriend randomly turned up in the club and we both made a hasty getaway to save ourselves from a distinct beating. So come 2am, we returned home, cold, quite drunk and horny, yet entirely frustrated. We both plonked down on the sofa, a little deflated. "Ugh, I can't believe we struck out" David moaned. I grunted an agreement with him. We'd had such a long period of success with ladies, we were stunned that we'd finally had a weekend with no one to have sex with. "I think I might watch some porn. It would be a shame to let this buzz go to waste," I said, getting up to go to my room "Wait" David replied, "bring your laptop out here, I'll roll a joint and we'll watch a porno together, like we used to". I hadn't thought of it in ages. When we were in University we didn't have the best internet connection, so we ended up sharing one computer for all of our porn and frequently would sit side by side jerking off to some film I'd downloaded from a filesharing site. "Alright , you get rolling, I'll get the computer" I replied. I scrabbled on my desk, unplugging cables and retrieving the laptop charger from my messenger bag. As I walked back into the living room I smelled the distinct aroma of David's particular breed of weed. He'd gotten a couple of beers and set them on the coffee table as he was taking away on the joint. I sat down next to him, took the joint and took a long toke. It had been so long since I'd gotten high, the smoke hurt my lungs and I coughed. David laughed "You fucking lightweight" he chortled, taking the joint back from me. I flipped him the bird as I opened the laptop and opened up the browser, directing to a favourite video site of mine. I connected the HDMI lead to the TV and shared the screen so David could help pick what to watch. "Well?" I asked him, "what do you want to watch". David paused for a second, holding the weed smoke in his lungs. When he finally exhaled, he said "search for MMF threesome." "Why?" I pondered. "Because if that girl's boyfriend hadn't turned up, that's what we were going to be doing" he smirked. "She was interested in me too?" "Yeah, man" "fuck. She was so hot too." David laughed as I set the search off. 800,000 videos were returned. "Okay then, pick one" I said to David as I took the joint back off him. He took a swig of his beer and thought deeply for a minute. "Go to page 12" he said. I handed the joint, took a swig myself and obliged. "What's on page 12?" I asked, slightly worried of the answer. "No idea, mate. I just always seem to find the best videos on the 12 page on this site" He scanned the results on page 12. "There! That one." He pointed at the TV, "Stockings Slut Pounded By Two Dicks. We'll watch that one." I coughed again, clicked on the video and sat back, passing the last of the joint back to David. The video started, as so many do, with an impossibly hot woman dressed in heels and lingerie opening the door to two musclebound guys. We smirked at the terrible dialogue while we finished our beers. Within a few minutes the guys were pawing at the woman and undressing her. She got onto her knees, unleashed their mammoth cocks from their jeans and started taking turns at sucking them off. At this point I could feel my cock stirring, so I took my shirt off, unbuttoned my jeans and slid them off. David was doing the same as I stood up and pulled my boxer shorts off, leaving me naked and starting to get erect. "It's a shame there's no one here to play with this" I thought to myself. I'm not hung like a pornstar, but I have a good 7 inches and some decent girth. David, however, was hung like a horse and I was always a touch jealous of his luck. Somehow, despite his size, he always seemed to be able to convince girls into anal too, a trick he was never willing to share with me. As the girl on the video bent over to take the first cock, we had both settled into a gentle rhythm of jacking off. The video was 28 minutes long and in the past when we'd jerk off to a film, we'd both try and go as long as possible, just one further facet to our competitive nature. Within a few minutes we were both at a good rhythm beating ourselves while watching this woman take two cocks like an absolute pro. It was an undoubtedly hot video, one of the best I'd seen in a long time. About halfway through, both me and David had come close to cumming and slowed down as the woman on screen was being double penetrated. One of the guys was lying on his back, with the girl taking his cock from behind, facing away from him while the second guy was fucking her pussy. It was so hot it was unreal. Then something happened that neither of us expected. The guy who was fucking the girl's pussy got up, moved round to her head and kissed her, then all of a sudden put his cock in the other guy's mouth! The other guy started dutifully sucking his friend's cock while he continued fucking the girl's tight ass. We both stopped jerking, but didn't stop watching. It was awkward for a second, we were surprised, having never seen a video go like this in the past, especially one that wasn't advertised as a "bi mmf threesome". I leant forward to change the video and felt David's hand on my shoulder. "leave it" he said, "it's really good, don't you think?" "Are you sure?" I replied, looking a bit puzzled. He smiled back at me, "yeah, it's still hot, leave it running." I shrugged and leant back on the sofa again. We both resumed our masturbation as the antics on screen became more and more dirty. By this point, both the girl and the guy who had been fucking her ass were on their knees taking turns to suck the other guy's cock. Everyone was enjoying it and to be honest, so were we. Then the biggest surprise of the night. While Jerking away dutifully, I felt David's hand touching mine, He reached over with his left hand and cupped around my right hand as I jerked. I looked over at him and he was looking intently as my cock. He slowed my rhythm, then his fingers slid between mind and unlocked my hand from my member. Grasping me tightly, he then started jerking me with his left hand while jerking himself with his right. It felt so good. Say what you want, someone else's touch is always better than your own. I arched my back and moaned as I continued watching what was going on in the film. By this point the two guys were 69ing while the girl was eating the ass of the guy on top. "Mark..." I heard David say with a trembling voice. "Yes?" I asked, turning to face him. I didn't get a reply, but he leaned in and kissed me. I felt a shock of excitement rush through my body, from my toes to my head, it was almost electric. We kept kissing for what felt like hours, our tongues exploring each other's mouths. He didn't let go of my cock throughout the whole exchange, but in the moment I found myself gripping his and jerking him off. He broke the kiss, looked me in the eyes and said "We can stop, if you want". I didn't want to stop. I kissed him again, the excitement flowing through me and making my dick twitch. When the kiss ended, he smiled at me, took my hand off his member, let go of mine, then shifted forwards on the sofa. He smiled once more then leaned over and kissed the tip of my cock. I put my hand on the back of his head as he opened his mouth wide and gently started to suck. I moaned instantly with pleasure. It was clear that this was his first time giving a blow job but I didn't care, he was still sucking me off and it felt amazing. His lips dragged sensually over my shaft as he bobbed his head up and down. Before I knew it, my excitement got the better of me and I unleashed what felt like an endless torrent of cum. David, however, sealed his lips around my shaft and didn't lose a drop. He slid his mouth off me as my orgasm subsided and made a show of swallowing my seed. "Your turn," he said with a cheeky smile as he lay back on the sofa and presented his cock. I felt so nervous, I'd never done anything with guys before and I knew this would change our friendship. However, he'd just swallowed my cum, who was I to deny him the same. I looked up at the screen and the guys were fucking each other while the girl was sat playing with a dildo. If those guys can do it, so can I. I got on my knees, grabbed his immense unit between my hands and teasingly kissed the end of It. He smirked at me, raising an eyebrow, I opened my mouth and slid my tongue from the stem to the tip. He was vibrating with pleasure at this. "Don't tease me..." he gasped. I opened my mouth and laid my lips on his helmet. I sucked like a child would suck a lollipop, which seemed to agree with him. I opened my mouth a little more and slid a little further down his cock, still sucking away. He put his hands on the back of my head and gently pushed my head down further onto his cock. I felt his head reach the back of my throat and I couldn't believe that I was only halfway down the massive dick. I pulled my head back, dragging my teeth on his shaft. He loved this, his legs bucked and he moaned in intense pleasure. I carried on dragging my teeth over his cock for a little while until I lifted my head off. "Are you enjoying that?" I asked with a smile. "Don't... stop" I started again, this time sucking harder, moving my head faster and jerking at the stem with my hand. I could feel his cock pulsing in my mouth and in my hand as he moaned louder and louder "Oh fuck... I'm going to cum!" he yelled. I tried to take my head off his cock to let him burst but he held my head on. He came with an almighty moan and I felt rope after rope of cum splash against the back of my throat. He held my head with all his strength until he had finished. "Swallow it..." he panted. I did, I felt all of the cum slide down my throat, but unlike him I hadn't been able to keep it all in my mouth. His cock was covered in cum, so I kept on sucking, making sure he was finally clean. Finally able to lift my head and take a breath we panted in unison. I looked around at the video and the guys had finished, covering their female playmate in what looked like gallons of cum. David was nearly unconscious after his mammoth orgasm. I stayed on my knees, kissing at his hard abs, putting my hand on his still twitching cock. "Do you want to go further?" I asked him. "Yes" he panted. "Good, because I'm hard again" I said, standing up and showing off my solid erection. David reached into the cabinet by the sofa and produced a bottle of hand lotion (given that he was frequently jerking off on the sofa). He sat up and spread the lotion on his hands, then with a gentle kiss on the head of my cock, grabbed it with both hands, slathering it with the hand lotion. He got up and we kissed. I then turned him around and bent him over. Taking the hand lotion, I spread some in to his ass crack, massaging it in and a slid a cheeky finger into his ass. He moaned in surprise as I slid a second in and wiggled them around to help spread his tight ring open. "Hold on tight" I said as I positioned myself and placed my helmet in his ass crack. I slid it down till I felt it settle where his asshole would be, then I gently pushed forwards. "FUCK!" he yelled as pain shot through him. I felt his body go hot as he breathed heavily attempting to get past the initial pain. I slid further, and further into him. As I got as far in as I could I gently moved backwards, moaning in time with him as he got used to my cock in his ass. Gradually I started to move backwards and forwards, gently building up the speed. Within a couple of minutes I was fucking him like I would fuck anyone else... HARD. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" he was yelling in time with my thrusts as he jerked at his cock. The tightness of his ring was superb and felt great for me. Within minutes I was close to cumming but I tried to hold back because I didn't want this to end. I made an almighty thrust and pushed as far into David as I could. He let out an almighty scream as my cock must have hit his prostate, he convulsed and ejaculated an enormous amount of cum onto the sofa. I didn't let him recover though, I kept on fucking him harder and harder until I could feel myself about to peak "I'm gonna cum, David, I'm close!" I yelled. "Cum in me, cum in my ass" he replied, which was all I needed to hear. I unleashed my cum deep into his ass. I moaned in pure bliss as did he. We stayed perfectly still for about a minute as my erection subsided. I pulled out of him, covered in my own cum. He stood up, slightly shaky from the ordeal I'd subjected him to. We kissed again. "I'm going to bed" he whispered. He kissed me once more and walked off to his room. I stood for a second, taking in what had happened to us. Best friends, brothers from different families had now become lovers. It was intense. As I walked towards my room I heard him call out "Are you not coming?" He didn't have to tell me twice. My Memories of David Ch. 02 ############################################ Author's note – Thank you so much for all the wonderful feedback, views and ratings on chapter 1. It's the first time I've ever written erotic fiction and I'm so happy that it's been so well received. Mark and David's story will go on and can go on for as long as people like it. I'm also open to suggestions for scenarios if anyone has a scene you'd like to see them in. Please let me know in the comments. Thanks again ########################################### That first night with David was mind blowing. In all my years, since I'd lost my virginity at 14, I'd never had such satisfying sex. We'd spent the whole night in his bed, kissing and fucking until we were both finally spent in the early hours of the morning. The sun was coming up by the time we were both too exhausted to carry on and we finally got some sleep. When I woke the next day, I was alone in David's bed. I looked at the clock on his nightstand, it was already noon. "FUCK!" I thought to myself, we were supposed to be going to my parent's house in Kent for Sunday lunch. I launched out of the bed and sprinted to my room completely nude and grabbed my phone. I hastily found my Mum's phone number and dialled "Oh, hello Mark" she said, answering after a couple of rings, "is everything alright?" "Yeah, everything's fine Mum" I panted, trying to stave off the dizziness of a head rush, "I'm just calling to let you know me and David will be a little late. I-" Before I could finish she cut me off with a little laughter "I see, hot date run over late, did it?" I could tell from the change in her voice that she was greatly amused by this. She never believed how successful I was with the ladies "Errr, sort of" I stammered, not really knowing what to say, "We'll be leaving shortly, see you at about 2. Is that okay?" "It's fine honey, just be nice to the poor girl when you send her on her way" I could hear her laughing as she put down the phone. I grumbled under my breath as the tossed the phone onto my bed. I took a minute to compose myself, taking a couple of deep breaths to calm myself down. I always hated seeing my mother, she was incredibly critical, absurdly intrusive into my personal life and I'm fairly convinced that she liked David better than me. To keep her off my back I had an agreement with her that one Sunday a month I would go around for dinner with the family and as long as I attended and suffered for a few hours, she would leave me in peace for the rest of the month. David started coming to them mostly because he found it quite funny how my mother could embarrass me so quickly. That and her food was actually really good. "Right, shower" I said to myself at last. I grabbed a towel from my radiator and walked towards the bathroom. As I walked past the living room, I could see David sat watching the football highlights, already in his Sunday best, sipping at a cup of coffee. I poked my head into the room "You could have woke me up, dick" I fired at him "What? And strip you of the joys of explaining to Barbara why we're going to be late?" he chuckled without even turning around to face me, "No way, that's comedy gold" He laughed a hearty laugh as I grumbled again and headed to the bathroom. I'm not much of a morning person. In what felt like record speed I relieved myself, shaved and got straight in the shower. The hot water felt good. I figured I'd bought a few minutes to myself with the speedy preparations so I soaped up my hand and started to stroke my cock. I tried to imagine in my mind's eye that there was some hot girl touching me, going down on me, but nothing; there was no reaction from my cock. I tried for a good five minutes to get hard and jerk myself off, but no matter what I tried to imagine I could not turn myself on. As a last ditch attempt, I cast my mind back to the night before and the sight of David giving me a blowjob. There was an instant reaction, I was hard as a rock within seconds. "Strange", I thought to myself, but I went with it, applying more soap to my hand and building up quite a bit of speed. Before I knew it I had cum all over the tiles in the shower cubicle. Feeling better about myself I washed the thick cum away with the shower head, then finished washing myself down. After drying myself off, I walked back to my room and got dressed. My mother always insisted on Sunday best, being the deeply religious woman that she is, so I had no choice but to go for a full suit. I picked out a nice tailored blue suit that I'd bought for myself as a treat, matched it with a blue tie, grey silk shirt and shined black shoes. Looking in my full length mirror, even I had to admit I looked good. There's nothing quite like a tailored suit to bring out the best in a man's figure. I put on my watch and checked the time, it was 12:33. I was making good time. It would take about an hour to get to my parent's house from the flat, so even with the traditional delays that London is known for I was still running pretty early. I walked back out to the living room "Come on then, David" I said, picking up my keys, "Time to go" With a grunt, he stood up and I saw him differently. I'd seen him wear that suit before, it was a black suit he bought on Savile Row, which he always paired with a black shirt and a pale tie. It was the only formal wear he owned, his combination christening, wedding and funeral suit. His "cradle to the grave" outfit as he called it. But looking at him this time, I felt my heart race, he looked so fucking sexy. The feelings were confusing and definitely not what I needed at this time. Before last night I'd never looked at David as anything more than my best mate, but now I was looking at him as the perfect specimen of the male species, a sexual beast that needed to be tamed. I felt my cock start to twitch and I pushed the thoughts back in my head. I didn't need this today, I just needed to get through dinner with my family. We took the lift down from the flat to the parking garage. We didn't say a word to each other. It's not that it was awkward, but there just wasn't anything to be said. The lift reached the garage and we headed to my black sports car. Within minutes we were out in London traffic and on the way to my parent's house. As I expected, the journey took us about an hour, given London traffic and the fact that my parents live out in the countryside. As we pulled up the long drive to their large country home, I checked the clock in the car and it said 13:55. Bang on time, well, for the late time, anyway. We walked into the house and I announced that we'd arrived "Mum? Dad? Kelly? We're here" I called out "Just in time, honey" my mother called back, "I'm just about to serve up, go join your father and sister in the dining room". We walked into the spacious dining room. My dad and sister were already sat, pouring glasses of wine for everyone "Hi Mark" my sister beamed. Then scowling she just said "David". They'd had a one night stand years ago and Kelly, bless her heart, was always a bit cold with David until she'd had a glass of wine. We walked in, I gave Kelly a kiss on the cheek and a hug and David went and shook my dad's hand "Oh, strong grip you've got there, lad," Dad said to him "Same grip as last time, Frank" David chuckled. He purposefully avoided talking to Kelly until she'd had her first glass of wine and she mellowed a bit. Mum walked in carrying the roast for dinner and placed it on the table "Mark, dearest, come give your Mum a hug" she said, opening her arms to me. I, of course, obliged. "And you too, David" she said. David went and hugged her and, like every other time she saw him, she gave him a pinch on the bum, to which he made his usual exaggerated jump out of the way "Now Barbara," he joked, "stop it, Frank'll get jealous of us". They both laughed. Every. Fucking. Time. I sat in my chair, next to Mum, with David sat opposite me next to Kelly and Dad at the head of the table. As Dad carved the meat, the rest of us passed around bowls of vegetables. The conversation flowed, as it did every single time: How is work? How are David's parents? Did you hear about your cousin's latest trauma? Your Dad won/lost at darts. Kelly got a new boyfriend or got dumped again. Every month it was the same and it was mind numbing. But then the conversation went in a way that I wasn't expecting, "So, David," Mum started, "tell me about this girl that made you and Mark so late" I sat bolt upright. I wasn't prepared for this. Both David and Mum chuckled at my outward awkwardness "Did he not tell you?" David smiled at her, "well, let me think. I didn't see much of her, but she was tall, brown hair, you could tell she was athletic" I began to sweat. I wanted to scream out in panic and tell him to shut up, but I couldn't say anything "Did you get her name?" Mum asked. David just smiled at me "Dav-" he started "-INA!" I finished, "Davina! Her name was Davina" Dad and Kelly were staring at me like I was a crazy person. Mum and David were in fits of laughter "Oh Mark" Mum chortled, "I love you, son, but you're so easy to wind up" "He's very easy to wind up" smirked David as, without warning, he slid his foot, which he'd somehow managed to get out of his shoe, up the back of my right calf. I could feel myself blushing at this point. David kept stroking the back of my calf with his foot as dinner went on, I could feel my cock hardening. "This isn't fair" I thought, "Why is he teasing me like this? We haven't even talked about last night" By the time dinner was finished, Kelly had loosened up and was talking about her latest romantic failure. I had no idea what she said because I had stopped listening by this point. I was more concerned with the feeling of David's toes resting between my legs and trying my hardest not to get hard and give him the satisfaction of knowing he had turned me on in the presence of my parents. I, of course, had failed and David was looking very smug as he knew fine well that I was hard as a rock. When Mum started to clear away the dishes, I excused myself and made a speedy retreat to the bathroom. I took my jacket off and removed my tie, trying to cool down. Leaning against the sink I took some more deep, calming breaths and I could feel my erection subsiding slightly. Without warning, the door opened (my parents didn't like locks on doors, even the bathroom) and David strode in full of amusement. I turned around, ready to scold him but before I could let a word out of my mouth I pushed up to me and kissed me passionately. I was completely taken aback, I didn't know what to do. I could feel the hard bulge in his pants as he pressed up against me. Every time I tried to break the kiss he would keep it going. He was much stronger than me and within seconds he had me pressed up against the door. Finally he released my lips from his and stared into my eyes "God, you're fucking sexy when you're terrified" He moaned out to me. I felt his hands scrabbling at the zip in my pants "What the fuck are you doing?" I said as loudly as I dared He looked up to me with a glint in his eye, "This" He pulled my zip down and undid the button on my trousers. My cock was straining against my boxer shorts. He teasingly kissed at the bulge in the shorts before whipping my cock out and taking it in his mouth. "David!" I yelled in whisper, "there's no lock on the door, what if someone comes in?" "I know" he said, taking my cock out of his mouth, "makes it all the more dangerous, don't you think?" Before I could answer his mouth was around my dick again. He sucked with a strength I'd never imagined. His lips were sealed halfway down my shaft and he was sucking with a force I'd never had on my cock before. He moved further down and his lips met the root of my member. He gagged slightly as he did his best to deepthroat me. It felt amazing. At the same time he started massaging my balls with his fingers, still holding his head as far down my cock as possible. When he finally had to let it out of his mouth to breathe properly, I was slathered in his saliva. He grasped it with his right hand and started to jerk me off rapidly. It felt so good, all I could do is moan with pleasure. He leaned forward again, lifted my dick up and took one of my testicles in his mouth. He pumped at my cock while I felt his tongue rolling each ball, one at a time, around in his mouth. I loved it. "Oh god, when did you learn how to do this?" I gasped "I watch a lot more porn than you, " he rasped in between sucks. I couldn't have this, I wouldn't let him have the better of me. Before he could put my cock back in his mouth, with all of my strength I pushed him onto his back. He looked up at me with confusion in his eyes "Mark?" "Shut the fuck up David", I said with desire in my voice, "if we're going to do this, we're going to do it right!" And with this, I dove on top of him, kissing him passionately as I slid my hand down to grasp his considerable bulge on the outside of his trousers. I undid his fly, reached in and pulled his enormous length out. It was already slick with precum, he was more turned on that he had let on. Lying on my parents bathroom floor, I wrapped my lips around him and tried to suck as hard he had sucked me. I don't think I was as good, but he wouldn't have said. He was too busy enjoying what I was doing to him. I tried to deepthroat him too and I managed to get further down his dick than I had the previous night, but still not as far as I could have gotten. He held his hands on the back of my head and helped direct the speed of my sucks. He kept me moving slowly and taking as much of his length as I could. In the heat of the moment I slid a couple of fingers into his ass and fingered him as I sucked hungrily at his impressive cock. When I came up for breath, I grasped him and carried on jerking him off "Wanna get really dirty?" He said "What have you got in mind?" I panted back to him He grabbed my shoulders and pulled my up his body, kissing me hard once again. "Turn around" he said, "we can't fuck, but we can 69" My eyes were wide open, I loved the idea. I turned around, on top of him so my head was down at his cock and mine was at his head. I lowered my hips and felt his lips kissing at my helmet. He opened his mouth and let me slide my shaft in. He started sucking me and I leaned over and started to reciprocate. It felt unreal, to be given pleasure and to give it at the same time. We both picked up speed as he bucked his hips up forcing his cock into my mouth, I began to gyrate, facefucking him. He slid a finger into my ass, which felt amazing and I did the same once again to him. I could feel his cock swelling in my mouth and I could feel myself about to peak. I quickly lifted my head off "Don't swallow" I said. I got a grunt in the affirmative I resumed my sucking and jerking of him, feeling the heat build up in my own cock just as his twitched in my mouth and he unleashed a torrent of cum. Being more prepared than I was last night I managed to not waste a drop as I grunted and filled his mouth in return. After a few seconds, I climbed off him, pulled his face to mine and with a mouthful of his cum, kissed him passionately. Thankfully he'd listened to my request and he had a mouthful of cum for me. We kissed for what felt like forever, swapping our combined cum between each other until I heard my mum call us down for dessert. We swallowed the mixed up cum together and kissed once again. As we were getting dressed, Mum called up again "Are you boys okay? Is something wrong?" "No Mum," I yelled back, "I was just showing David some of Dad's guitars" "Okay sweetie, well dessert is out. I can't remember, does David like cream?" We looked at each other as I replied with a loud "Yes" and then burst into laughter. We kissed passionately one more time and walked out the bathroom to rejoin the family as if nothing had happened. My Memories of David Ch. 03 Sometime after that first weekend where David and I discovered our desires for each other, things carried on getting better and better. We slept together frequently, we stopped going out on weekends looking to get laid and instead we started to enjoy each other's company more as lovers, rather than just friends. Although we kept things largely behind closed doors, we were, for all intents and purposes, in a relationship with each other. Things were going great. I was happy, David was happy, we were in such a good place together everything seemed wonderful. I couldn't have been happier. One day, near the end of November, I was having a run along the bank of the Thames. I was enjoying the cold, crisp air as I shot by groups of tourists, bundled up lovers enjoying the sights and the odd drunk businessman clearly in the wrong place. It was a dark evening and the lights from the south bank were beautiful, reflecting up from the calm and still waters of the river. About an hour into my run, my phone started to ring, interrupting the pulsing electronica and inevitably, pulling me out of The Zone and back to reality. I pulled my phone from my arm holster (something David would frequently mock me mercilessly for) and looked at the screen. An unknown number. I remember thinking that it must be one of those automated marketing calls, but I still answered anyway "MAAAAARRRRKKKKYYYY!" a booming northern voice yelled down the line, giving me a stark reminder at how loud I had my headphones. "FUCK!" I yelled. All I heard down the line was a roaring laugh and instantly it twigged to me who was calling, "Adam? Is that you?" "YOU'RE FUCKING RIGHT IT IS MARKY!" Adam thundered back down the phone. Adam had been one of my good friends at University. We'd been friends for years, though not as long as David and I had been friends. He came from Manchester and he had a personality as loud as his voice. Adam was singularly responsible for nearly every hangover I suffered at University, the man could drink for England. He was also a strapping, built solid Rugby playing bloke, which is why he was the only person in the world who I allowed to call me Marky. He dwarfed me and I was not going to argue with 250lbs of walking muscle and beard. After University had ended, he'd moved back north and we'd both kind of lost touch with each other. "Holy shit! Adam!" I beamed, "How the fuck are you?" "I'm fucking top, mate," he replied in his thick Mancunian accent, "how long has it been?" "Too long, far too long. What's up, man?" "Well, Marky. I'm sorry to call you out the blue like this, but I'm getting married in a couple of weeks and that sackless bellend I got to be my best man forgot to send you an invite." "Oh my God! That's wonderful! Congratulations!" I didn't even realise I was yelling down the phone at this point. It would have explained why the people around me were staring, "Who is the lucky lady?" "Ha, well you know her," he postured while laughing. "I do?" "Yeah, remember Christine McCarrick?" I remembered Christine McCarrick. She was in our class at University and she was probably the most beautiful woman I'd ever encountered. Tall, slender, incredibly athletic despite her fairly large breasts, locks of auburn hair and blue eyes that would melt even the coldest of hearts. I adored her and she never paid me any attention. "No. Fucking. Way!" I said, not even bothering to hide my incredulity. More laughter erupted from down the phone, "Yes fucking way, bonny lad," Adam chuckled, "and in case you were still wondering from University, yes she is that good in bed!" I laughed harder than I would have expected at that, "Even after all these years, you're still a dick, Adam." "Yeah, but this dick is inviting you to his wedding in two weeks' time and the bachelor party this weekend. Up for it?" The question had left me slightly lost for words. Me and David had no plans but it was still a shock to be asked so out of the blue. "Erm, yeah, I think I can come." "Excellent, we've got a penthouse down in London rented out. It cost a small fortune but it would be great to have you down." "Well that's easy, me and David are flat sharing in London, so it's not an issue for us." "You're still living with him?" Adam and David were always big rivals, "You might as well get married yourself at this point. I've met couples who spend less time together than you two!" If only he knew... "Yeah, well we're mates and it's a nightmare to meet people you get on with down here," I said, trying to deflect the conversation away from me and David. "Ha! Well he's welcome to come too. The more the merrier." Giving me all the details as I frantically typed them down on my phone, I got the address, what time to get there and what to bring. Including David and I there would be 6 of us there. Adam had asked if I'd mind bunking with David as there were only three double beds in the place and everyone would have to share. I assured him that it wasn't an issue, slightly giggling to myself. Adam had also specified that it was a party weekend, so any drink and drugs were welcome and actively encouraged. David didn't take much convincing about going to the party. At University he and Adam were always trying to one up each other. Who could drink the most, who could snort the most lines of coke before passing out, who could get the most phone numbers on a night out and one particularly random challenge which consisted of who could pull a girl, go back to her place then get back to the club and do it all again. In reality I always doubted there were every any winners in their challenges, but by David's count they were level pegging with each other. The weekend arrived surprisingly quickly and before I knew it, David and I were in the elevator up to the penthouse of a rather swanky hotel building overlooking Tower Bridge. I was quite nervous about the weekend, though. "David..." I said, rather sheepishly as we passed the 3rd floor. "Yes?" he replied, staring down at me, "I don't want to be the kind of guy who tells his boyfriend what to do, but please don't get ridiculous with Adam." "Don't worry, Mark, I don't plan on it," he opened his messenger bag and directed me to look "see, no hard drugs or anything." I smiled up at him, "Good, I just don't want either of us to get too wasted and blurt out something about us to them." He held my hand and gave me a kiss on the forehead "Don't worry, it'll be fine. Just enjoy the party." We shared a kiss and as the lift reached the penthouse we pulled apart and collected ourselves. The doors opened and we were already in the penthouse. The place was stunning. We walked out straight into an enormous sitting room that overlooked the Bridge with a stunning view. A corner group sofa was arranged so everyone had a spectacular view. The windows stretched up high above and I could see that there was a mezzanine balcony which shared the same views. I heard Adam before I saw him. His bellowing laughter was coming from the balcony out in front of the sitting room windows. We walked outside into the cool night air and there was Adam, still enormous and muscular as ever, though with a shaved head and no beard, laughing like a drain. He was stood next to the barbecue as one of the others was busy grilling sausages. From the empty bottles of beer I could see that they'd been drinking pretty hard all day. "ADAM!" I yelled as I spread my arms to hug him. "MARKY! DAVID!" he bellowed as he grabbed us both up in an enormous hug. I felt like he was going to break my ribs, such was the force that he hugged us. When he eventually let us go, I handed two carrier bags to him. "The supplies you requested," I said with a hint of irony. "Hmmm, scotch, vodka, rum, tequila," he counted off as he rifled through, before stopping, staring up at us "Rosé wine? Which one of you faggots is drinking that?" David raised his hand "This faggot," he said with grit. A wicked smile came across Adam's face, "Well then" he said, "we'll have to get you on some manly drinks, get some hairs on that bald chest of yours." "You could," David replied, "but then I'd be less inclined to share this," and from his messenger bag he pulled the biggest bag of weed I'd ever seen. That explains what the smell was in the car. Adam's eyes lit up like a kid at Christmas. He reached forward for the bag but David snatched it away, "Ah-ah-ah," David teased, "be nice about my starter drink or baby doesn't get any smokey smokey." Adam burst into more laughter "I've missed you two fuckers. Come on, drop those bags. Let me introduce you to the guys." One by one we met Adam's other friends. Behind the barbecue was his best man, Tom, a tall, kinda lanky guy with long dark hair who was quiet and soft spoken. Adam assured us that when he was drinking he came out of his shell. Inside, in the hidden rumpus room (hidden behind a fake bookcase, no less), Dan and Mike were playing pool. Dan was a serving soldier with the Royal Marines. He didn't even have to tell you, his perfect posture, chiselled good looks and disarmingly powerful glare could tell you that. Mike, was the odd one out. A bit geeky, with a short beard and long floppy hair, he stood about as tall as David and seemed to carry himself well. It was after all the introductions I realised something was amiss and asked the blatantly obvious question, "Adam, why are you all wearing dressing gowns?" "Well, Marky," he started, "this place is expensive and robes come included with the price, so we're getting our money's worth," cue more laughter, "Plus, we're going to get the hot tub going once the entertainment gets here," he said, nudging my ribs with his elbow. I hadn't even spotted the hot tub. So, as per the host's instructions, we headed to our well-appointed bedroom and changed into our underwear and robes. "Well, this should be fun," David joked. "Be nice, he's an old friend. And lord knows you'll enjoy drinking against him" I replied. David laughed, wandered over to me and gave me a kiss, then walked back out to go downstairs to the party. When I followed, I instantly froze, forgetting that we were 30 floors up in November and all I was wearing was silk boxers and a thick dressing gown. For the next few hours we joked on, shared stories and drank. David went through his rosé and moved to competing tequila slammers with Adam, while I was content sharing my scotch with Tom and Mike. We all started feeling the effects pretty quickly and it didn't help when David started rolling up joints for everyone. At about 10pm, the lift chimed and Adam jumped up, "OH YES!" he yelled, "The entertainment has arrived!" he ran into the penthouse and out of view. Even Tom was a bit confused by what was going on, so clearly this wasn't a surprise from the best man, but from the groom. Adam then returned with two blonde ladies on his arms. Ah, the classic strippers, I thought at the time. The girls were beautiful, wrapped up in large duffel coats. "Ladies?" Adam postured while looking directly at us. They looked at each other and then opened their coats. All they were wearing was their high heels, they were already naked underneath the coats. We were all taken a back. These weren't your average strippers, their bodies were perfection, they had to be porn stars. The girls giggled, beckoned us to come with them and walked away into the house. Instinctively, the others moved to get up, I had to tap David on the arm to remind him that we had to go too. We filed into the living room and the girls motioned us to sit on the sofa. "But before you sit down," one of the girls said, "you might want to take off your robes." Tom questioned why, but Adam just said to do what the ladies asked. I undid the belt of my dressing gown and took it off. When I looked up, I realised it was only me and David who were wearing underwear, the other guys had been naked under their robes. "Come on lads," Adam said, "we're all friends here, lose the boxers." I turned to David but he had already taken his off, so with a shrug I obliged. It felt weird to be in a room with 5 other naked guys, it reminded me of playing football in high school and heading to the showers. As we all took our places, with Tom on the far end, then Dan, then Mike, then Adam then me and finally David, the girls moved the expensive looking table from in front of the sofa, then then stood perfectly in front of us, turned to face each other and started to kiss each other. It then hit me that this wasn't a strip show, it was a live sex show. I have to admit, it was very hot to watch these two women kissing each other, fingering then going down on one another. Within a few minutes I could see that all the others were rock hard and were stroking their cocks. Even I was hard and I hadn't thought about women in weeks since I'd started sleeping with David. Maybe it was the sight of the other guys stroking their cocks, I wasn't sure, but I was enjoying the sight regardless. Before long, the girls seemed to have their fill of pleasuring each other and stood up. The one who had talked before looked around us "Mmmm, such big boys, did you enjoy watching us?" Everyone nodded. "Would you like to play with us?" Everyone but me and David nodded again. "Well that's a shame, because we're only allowed to play with Mr Adam," she said with a sly grin, "You'll just have to enjoy watching," the second one piped up. They then both got on their knees in front of Adam and started taking turns to suck his considerable cock. I was so turned on by this, but not the sight of the girls, I wanted to be the one sucking Adam's dick, it was long, thick and straight. It wasn't as big as David's but it looked so good. At was at this point, while I was fixated on Adam's cock I felt David's hand on mine, stroking gently. I turned to scold him but before I could say anything he nodded in the direction of Tom and Dan. The hard as nails Royal Marine was doing the same to Tom. He was staring at the girls but had his hand on Tom's erection. Adam had spotted this as well, then looked over at me "As I said on the phone, Marky. Anything goes, everything stays here," and with that singular blessing I leaned over and kissed Adam passionately on the mouth. The girls saw this and moaned in appreciation. I broke the kiss and Adam turned to look at Mike, "Come on, have some fun," and he pulled the slightly shocked Mike over for a kiss. I had no idea what to think of all this. Was Adam gay? Or bisexual? It didn't matter at this point because without much of a prior warning Adam bucked and unleashed globs of thick, white cum all over the girls. They made a show of cleaning each other up and swallowing Adam's seed. Adam, looking rather flushed and satisfied gestured to the girls to leave, "Thank you ladies, you've well and truly gotten this party started, your money is by the lift, and have a wonderful night." The girls smiled at him, put their coats on and trotted off to the elevator. That was the last I saw of them. I looked around at the group again. Adam and Mike had resumed kissing each other, Tom and Dan were watching them while jerking each other off and David was still jerking me off. "Shall we?" I said to David. He leaned in and kissed me, then nodded. I got up from my seat, kneeled down in front of him and without using my hands, took his throbbing cock into my mouth. I closed my eyes and tried my best to deep throat him. I still wasn't able to take the whole of him in my mouth, but I could still fit a fair amount down my throat. I could hear mutterings of "Holy shit" and "wow" from the other guys but I didn't greatly pay attention to them, I was focused on pleasuring David. I dragged my teeth along his shaft like he loved me to do. I brought my hand in and worked the length as I slid my head up and down which made David moan quite intensely. Tom got up from his chair and kneeled down next to me, kissing at my ear. I knew what he wanted. I took David's cock out of my mouth, grabbed it with my left hand and with my right hand on the back of his head and directed Tom's mouth to David's waiting dick. His lips slid over the tip and he started to suck. I reached down with my right hand and started to jerk Tom's nice, firm dick causing him to moan gently. Of course, this sent David wild as he loved to have someone moan while sucking him off, the vibrations were very pleasurable, after all. Tom came up for air and without missing a beat I leaned straight over and started sucking David off again. I looked around the room, Adam and Dan were taking turns to suck Mike's surprisingly large cock. He seemed to be enjoying it immensely, as did Adam and Dan, they were hard as rocks. I left Tom to continue pleasuring David and I moved to underneath Adam. I grabbed his firm member and started to wank him as I took his balls into my mouth. I rolled each one in turn around in my mouth, sucking as hard as I possibly could. Adam's cock was still slick from his cum and the girls and it didn't take long for me to want it. I climbed from underneath him and guided him back to sitting on the sofa. I leaned over and started to furiously jerk him off, spitting on his cock and covering him in my saliva. I climbed up and straddled him, making sure I was still facing him. I positioned myself over his cock and slowly lowered my ass. His thick member slid nicely between my cheeks and I shifted until I felt his helmet reach my hole, "Do you want this?" I asked. He nodded to me. At this point all the others were staring at me. I doubt they expected things to get this far. If I'm honest I didn't expect any of this in the first place so I was happy to take it all the way. I was feeling bold with all the drink and I simply pushed my pelvis down on him. It took a bit of force but my asshole gladly accepted his cock. I didn't feel much pain, probably due to the drink and drugs but I did feel intense pleasure almost instantly. Adam looked like he was going to pass out with pleasure, his large dick being forced into such a tight hole. I started to slowly bounce up and down on him and I moaned with pleasure myself. Adam reached forward and started to play with my cock as he fucked me. It felt so damn good, it was how I did it with David when I let him fuck me. From behind me I heard a pained groan followed by more moaning. I twisted around to see Tom on all fours, with David's huge cock deep inside of his ass while Mike and Dan kneeled at his head taking turns to fuck his face. I looked back at Adam, he was enjoying this but I realised that at this point he was holding my legs and guiding my speed. Mountain of muscle or not, I was going to be taking control of this. I pushed his hands down and slowed my pace. I would lift myself up to the point where I was nearly off his dick, then slowly slide as far down as I could, I kept this deliberate and slow pace and I could feel that Adam was close to peaking. I started to go faster and faster, building up the speed until he let out the most almighty moan, as he grabbed my arms and held me in place. He released what felt like gallons of hot cum into my ass. The feeling was indescribable and caused me to cum at the same time, covering Adam's muscular chest in the process. We slowed down, I didn't get off his cock because it just felt too good inside me. I leaned forward and kissed him again. I heard the unmistakeable sound of David cumming and I imagined Tom would be taken by surprise at just how heavy a cummer David was. I know I was the first time he fucked me. I climbed off from Adam in time to see Dan unload into Tom's mouth. That only left Tom and Mike who hadn't cum yet and I wasn't ready to stop this fun. David had regained his composure so I told him to finish Tom off. We helped Tom and Mike back to the sofa, David kneeled in front of Tom, I in front of Mike. We both started sucking in unison. Mike's cock was fantastic, long and thick, it filled my mouth perfectly. My Memories of David Ch. 03 As I ran my tongue up his shaft he quivered in pleasure, I knew he wasn't going to last much longer. I looked over at David who was fully deep throating Tom and nearly gagging as Tom's length reached the back of his throat. I turned my attention back to Mike and I started to deep throat him as well. His cock wasn't as long as David's or Adam's and this time I managed to get right to the stem. Suddenly Mike put both of his hands on the back of my head and held it there. His dick swelled and with an almighty jerk he came right down my throat. I was gagging for air, I thought I was going to choke but he wouldn't release me until he had finished. When he finally did I coughed and gasped for air. I hadn't even needed to swallow as his cock was that far down my throat. I wiped the tears from my eyes at the right moment to see David lift his head off Tom's dick and catch several ropes of cum in his mouth as Tom finally finished. David swallowed, smiled and fell backwards onto the floor, completely and utterly exhausted. We were all completely naked, spent and covered in each other, yet none of us had the energy to get up or even go to bed. I remember thinking that the rug I was lying on felt warm and comfortable and I just closed my eyes and slept where I was, as did the others. That was probably the best bachelor party ever.