5 comments/ 45341 views/ 3 favorites Brian's Story Ch. 01 By: velvethammer I wanted to call this “Brian’s Dong” but Dennis said that would have been far too facetious. I’m not the English Teacher that Dennis is. Anyway Denny asked me to write this stuff down like he did and post it on his page because like he tells me, we were all connected and still are. It was cool how we all came to live together like we did in 1986. We had a big house and we all had jobs or went to school, but mostly what we did was fuck. You gotta think this was the sickest household in the Midwest (especially after my own Grandmother got involved) but fuck it. That’s the way it happened and that’s the way I’ll tell it. I figure I should tell my story from back a few years. To give it perspective, I guess. Thanks Denny for editing this mess. A writer I ain’t. Sorry if there’s not enough fucking here, and that there's some guy/guy stuff in the beginning but life isn’t one long orgy. Other stuff happens that leads up to the sex and makes it all make sense. Here goes. ** I wasn’t ‘turned’ into a bisexual by anyone in particular; it was a gradual thing. I played the regular games with boys my age in the neighborhood. We all got something out of it. It was just jacking off and experimenting with sucking. It was no big hairy deal. When I got to high school, things changed. I put on about twenty pounds and about six inches in height. My dick got bigger too. And I fell in love with it. The thought of someone touching it with their hands or their lips or pussies drove me insane. If someone wasn’t around to do this for me I did it for myself. I was huge on masturbation. I was cock-centric. In other words puberty was good to me, man. Or lady. I had messed around with a few chicks through Junior High and I did okay. Never got laid, but I got sucked off once and jacked off a bunch of times by girls and I was able to taste my first pussy, even if it was licked off my own fingers. I had about five steadies through my last two years of high school. Only one of them actually let me fuck them. That was cool, let me tell you and worth waiting for. Me and Marie did almost everything together; sucking and fucking in lots of different positions. Everything but taking it up the ass. Neither of us wanted any of that action. I played a few sports but I was no king fucking jock. I got good grades so I could get into a school that way. I guess my real story starts with a weekend trip to the 1982 State Regional basketball finals. (I’m not going to tell you what state, and all the names I use are different. I don’t know about Dennis, but I got enough shit to deal with without shit coming back to haunt me.) Anyway we were in the tournament and the team was staying in a nice hotel. We played two games and we were out. We weren’t that good. So the Coach, god love him, pulled us into a room and said that since we tried so hard and blah blah blah, he was giving us the night off. All we had to do is promise that we wouldn’t kill anyone, or get thrown in jail, or tell anyone or shit like that. So off we went on a tear. Bob Seger was through town on tour the night before so we missed that. It would have been fucking cool to see that. But me and these other guys started hitting a few bars. Luckily we could all pass for legal and they weren’t too picky about checking ID so we ended up fairly pissed. There were four of us and two of the guys actually got to meet a couple of chicks. They went off with them to get their rocks off and left me and Aaron to fend for ourselves. Aaron and I had girls back home and we were also bunking together. The others would have to worry about making bed check on their own. We were both seniors. I was second string guard and Aaron was a first string forward, but we got along okay and didn’t have any problems with rooming together. We hung out for a while and finished painting the town red. When we had had enough at this one bar we staggered home with our arms slung over each other’s shoulders, walking down the street like a drunken letter ‘A’. We got back to the hotel and we had come down on the walk home but we were still buzzed. Aaron was a dedicated jock, about 6’3”. He had a muscular build though he wasn’t grotesque. I had partied with him once in a while and I figured he was cool, so I took a huge chance. I had a doobie stashed in my shaving kit, just for an emergency. I asked if he’d like to spark it up and get high. He shrugged and said sure. So we went out on the balcony and lit up we smoked it down to the end and we were pretty wasted. We went back in and crashed on the beds and started watching TV. We split a can of cola and when it was done, I got up to go to the can and change for bed. Aaron had changed into his t-shirt and sweats while I was gone and when I walked in he was furiously rubbing his hard cock through the fabric. He had found that for some reason, someone had fucked up and there was a porno playing. His eyes were glued to the set and I could see why. There was a guy pounding his huge cock into this cute little blonde while she was getting her tits sucked by this gorgeous Asian chick. “Dude,” he said, “check this out! It’s so hot!” I sat beside him on the end of the bed and watched. It was hot. I just had a pair of thin cotton boxers on and my cock was starting to tent out. I put a hand over it trying to hide it. I shouldn’t have worried. I heard a rustle beside me and Aaron fished own cock out of his sweats. I had seen it in the showers tons of times but this was the first time I saw it hard. It was bigger than mine and uncut. He was a sandy blonde and his pubes were fine and straight. It was like they weren’t even there. I couldn’t help but stare at his cock as he slid the foreskin up and down and a little pearl of pre-cum oozed out of the slit. It only got me harder and I worked my prick out of the fly in my boxers and started jacking off myself. I was watching him but his eyes were still glued to the screen as he slowly jacked himself. On the TV, the stud was now being sucked by the Asian chick as the blonde rode his face. It was like I wasn’t even there when Aaron stood up and shucked his sweats off in one motion. He was standing there, just wearing his shirt, and he grabbed his cock again. It might have been my imagination but I’m sure he sat closer to me when he sat down again. He spread out his right leg and it brushed mine. That was all I needed. The pot got me horny; that’s my only defense. I reached over and reached between his thighs and cupped his balls. He looked at me with his eyes real wide. I thought he was gonna kill me. He had me by about twenty pounds and four inches. It was like time froze. Then he looked at the TV again and then he looked at me. “You wanna?” was all he said real quiet. He must have been stoned out of his head. I just nodded and moved my hand up to his shaft. He reached over and took my cock in his hand and started stroking me. We were just looking into each other’s eyes, trying to figure out how we got here. It was hard to keep a grip, jacking each other side by side like that. So I nudged him with my shoulder and more or less pushed him back. He went easily, letting go of my cock and taking off his shirt on the way down. He was lying back with his arms out to the sides. His feet were still flat on the floor. I knelt beside him and started jacking him for real. It was not my first time jacking someone off, because I had done this with other friends back in grade school and I had done my own enough times. It was really cool doing an uncircumcised one. The skin slid so easily over the knob part and if it did need lubrication Aaron didn’t say anything. I just let go. I rubbed his belly and his pecs and his balls all over with my free hand. After a while he brought his hand up and started squeezing and rubbing my ass. I kissed his six pack and even nibbled a light brown nipple. Then I figured what the fuck and I got a nice wad of saliva going, (no mean feat after the pot, let me tell you) and lowered my mouth over his prick. I looked at him before I took the next step. His eyes were screwed so tightly shut he was probably seeing stars. I was still jacking him when I dropped my mouth over his prick and sucked the tip. It was weird, with all that skin at the top, in some way it was like a little set of pussy lips that my tongue could play with. Well, Aaron sure liked it. I bet he thought it was his girlfriend Claire. Whatever gets you through the night, like Elton said. I was sucking him the way I thought I’d like to be sucked and his hips were starting to move in a rhythm. He was groaning like someone in pain and one of his hands found the back of my head and pressed me further into his crotch. He whined loudly so I took my mouth off him and saw I had peeled back the foreskin. The crown was big shiny with spit. I covered my teeth and went back down on him and his breath started rasping in and out. Then like that, he came. It took me completely by surprise. When Marie gave me head I always let her know when I was cumming, but obviously Aaron didn’t have that level of communication with his girl. It really didn’t matter, I had decided to suck him all the way off when I started. I took his load and swallowed every loving drop. When I was done and he was soft and drained out, I laid his cock back on his belly, gave it a pat and sat back on my heels. He gave a long sigh and finally opened his eyes. “Fuck, Brian, that was great.” His voice was filled with something like wonder. “Thanks, I enjoyed it, too.” There was no point in lying: I really had. “Have you done this before?” Again, there was no point in lying. “Yeah,” I said, “But not in a long time.” He didn’t say anything, so I added, “It’s like riding a bike.” If he got the joke he didn’t laugh. This was serious. We had crossed a line. The line was doubly emphatic for jocks. Where we came from, teammates usually didn’t go around sucking each other off, stoned or not. But I didn’t care. Something I probably knew back in grade school, was a new certainty now. I loved fucking girls but I liked sucking guys too. If this made me ‘sick’ then drive me to the hospital right fucking now. If this made me an outcast, so what, I’ll pack my bags tomorrow. But that was shit to think about tomorrow. I was sitting in the same bed with another guy after just giving him head. My own cock was still poking out of the fly on my boxers and he looked at it and licked his lips. He looked at me and he was worried. “We’re not telling anyone about this, right Brian?” “I wasn’t planning on it.” “Like, you won’t tell Claire. Or Marie?” I smiled, trying to relax him, he was so nervous. “From what I’ve read in sex books, it might turn ‘em on, but no, if you don’t want anyone to know, we won’t tell.” “I don’t want this to get out...” “Fine.” His hand moved a little and rested on my thigh. It crept up closer to my cock. His eyes watched his hand, like he couldn’t believe what he was doing. In a moment he was at my cock and his hands wrapped gently around it and stroked it up and down. “Oh, that feels good, Aaron--” And a knock came on the door. Aaron freaked and in one second he was tucked under the covers with nothing but his eyes looking over the sheets. He turned down the TV. I rearranged my hard cock in my boxers and walked to the door, saying I was coming. (No one got the joke.) I grabbed a towel from the bathroom to wrap around me and opened the door. It was Coach Bailey standing there with a clipboard. He looked worried. “Hey, Coach.” “Summers. Blake in there with you?” Aaron helped out by speaking out that he was. The Coach nodded and made a mark on the paper. “You seen Heidt or Phillips?” These were the guys we had started the night with. “No sir.” He muttered something under his breath. “Bus leaves at 8:30 sharp. Don’t be late.” “Sure, Coach. G’night.” He walked off to the next room and I closed the door. I whipped off the towel and slid off my boxers before going back into the main room. Aaron’s eyes widened as I walked in naked and half-hard. He pulled the sheets part-way down his body. I walked over to his bed and crawled in beside him. He backed up a bit but we were face to face. “So where were we?” I asked. He looked like he wished he could turn back time, but he also knew that was impossible. “Christ, Brian... I don’t know.” I leaned in and kissed him lightly on the lips. He shoved me back and wiped his mouth. “What the fuck are you doing?” he almost yelled. I didn’t know why I did that. It just about fucked everything up. “Aaron,” I said, “no one’s gonna know, right?” “Yeah,” he said, but he still didn’t sound sure. “And we graduate in June. I’m going to State and you’re going to SoCal (he had a two sport scholarship). He nodded, starting to see where I was going. “We’re never gonna see each other after that, right? And you have the chance to do something that you might fantasize about doing for the rest of your life. And you’ll always wonder what it would have been like.” I knew then that I had a future in sales, or maybe politics. I didn’t know what the fuck I was saying. I was just thinking with my prick. I might have done better with girls if I used this gift better. But what the fuck, high school was almost over and I was going to college. Aaron laid there facing me and after what felt like an hour, he lifted his hand and put it on my upper arm and started stroking it lightly. Then with no signal or anything conscious, we leaned in together and I really kissed a guy for the first time. I was only for a second but it was cool. Then we leaned again and we kissed with our mouths hanging open and this time touching tongues. I was hard as a rock and so was he. I could feel his cock poking wet against my thigh. Mine was poking into his stomach and I felt a hand wrap around it. The hand wasn’t mine. It was like he was going to do it, hell or high water. He pushed me onto my back and rubbed down my chest. He was blonde and fair I was dark and kind of hairy. I wasn’t Italian, but I looked like it. He played with the hair on my chest and the trail that went south from my belly to my cock, which was getting hard by the second. He didn’t waste any time, he just put his mouth on me and started sucking. He put a hand on my balls and squeezed them gently and just sucked. It was like he was trying to get it over with. He moved around so he was crouched between my legs. I moved back against the pillows so he’d have more room and put my hands on his head and shoulders. He paused for a moment and jacked me while he caught his breath, then he want back to jacking and sucking at the same time. I was getting close to cumming and I let him know. He just stayed where he was and in a few seconds, I said I was cumming for real and I arched my back and sent a load of cum into his sucking mouth. He was grunting and sucking like a man possessed. His cheeks were hollow and his nostrils flared like a wild beast as he emptied me out. After he was done, he just sat there and caught his breath. He didn’t even look at me. Then he let go of my deflating prick and crawled over to the other bed. I could see he was fully hard as he moved, and I thought about asking if he wanted to go for another round. He burrowed under the covers and turned out the light on that side of the bed. “Thanks, Aaron,” I said. “That was great. Wow... man, are you sure that was your first time? That was fucking excellent, man... Thanks.” I was only joking about the ‘first time’ thing, trying to make him feel better after doing what we did. He rolled over and looked at me. “It wasn’t my first time, asshole”. He rolled back over and muttered good night. Maybe I wasn’t such a fucking great salesman after all. ** (By the way, I’m sick of all this quotation mark dialogue shit. I’m not doing it anymore.) ** Aaron and me never did anything at all after that. As a matter of fact we hardly spoke after that night. But at graduation, I asked if he’d sign my yearbook. By his picture with the cap and gown he wrote, “Have a wild time at State. I’ll have a wild one in California. Remember that teamwork is everything... Aaron” ** Moving to ‘the big city’ was a shock, let me tell you. Coming from a town of less than 10,000, to a city of 500,000 will do that. Plus coming from high school, where you’re king shit to State University where you’re nothing but a glorified number will do it too. But there was lots of beer, lots of great-looking chicks and getting laid was easy if you put half an effort into it. I should say that I got an academic scholarship for the Faculty of Engineering. I don’t know about the school you went to, but the Engineers were I went were the wildest fuckers on the face of the earth. They drank to excess, smoked pot like Marlboros and just raised havoc. But they worked hard at their studies. I got slit-eyed, staggering drunk nearly every night of the first two weeks, but still managed to make all my classes. By the third week I had had enough and decided to get down to work. I also noticed that I had a roommate. I could have stayed with my grandparents because they lived in town, but I wanted to do the dorm thing. At that point I had no idea what my grandparent’s attitude was toward sex and I wanted to get laid lots. Why Dennis and I were put together I have no idea. I thought it was some kind of joke. Dennis was quiet, studious and almost painfully shy at first. He was a year older than me. He was a neat freak, too. And he smoked. But he had a great stereo system and I learned later he had a wicked sense of humor. He liked to party too, and this is where we bonded. I met Shelly in one of my first classes and we hit it off pretty good. (She was a rarity, a female in Engineering. Don’t want to be sexist, that’s just the way it was then.) I was able to bring her back to the dorm to fuck each other silly whenever we wanted. After I got to know him, Dennis was cool about taking off for a few hours so Shelly and I could fuck in private. She wasn’t as good looking as some of the other babes on campus but she was a real spark-plug and lots of fun to be around. She could hand it out and take it when we hung around with the guys and shot the shit. She had long, straight brown hair and a pug nose with freckles. Her tits were real nice, but pity of pities, she had absolutely no ass. It was like a little boy’s butt. She was that close to being really something. Anyway, for the first part of the semester we were hot and heavy, while pulling decent grades. Then one Thursday night in November it was fucking cold and when I walked in with Shelly, Dennis was at his desk working. While Shelly went to our bathroom I asked if he would take a hike. I asked him nice, of course. But he said no, he was working and besides it was cold out. I could understand him trying to sabotage my fuck-date. He had told me earlier that he hadn’t been laid in almost a year and a half. Most guys don’t want to see their friends get gloriously and constantly laid when they’re in a dry spell. But I was super horny and I was gonna get fucked even if the whole dorm watched. Dennis put on his headphones and listened to music while Shelly and I did the mattress tango. There was a partition of closets between the two beds and he couldn’t have seen anything, but if he didn’t have headphones on, he would have got an earful. Shelly was in a vocal mood and she let me know what she wanted and gave me regular progress reports. I came in her pussy like a wild man and she was moaning so loud, I had to stuff a hand in her mouth. Otherwise the R.A. would have been banging down the door. After we were done, we just lay there for a while and talked. She liked that cuddling thing. Then she got my bathrobe and went to the can. I peeked around the partition and Dennis was still sitting there reading and writing with his headphones listening to some classical crap. Brian's Story Ch. 01 I went the can with just a towel around me and when I got back Dennis was lying on his bed. He still had the headphones on but he had a pillow over his head. The poor shit... Well, I was feeling sorry for him and after some more kissing and cuddling, I started talking about Dennis and how bad his luck was. Shelly got this weird look on her face and she asked me if I was asking her to give my roommate a sympathy fuck. I sort of back-peddled but ultimately I said, yeah, and I would really appreciate it. Well, she fucking lost it! Accused me of wanting to pimp her ass all over the campus. I said if that was the case, considering the size of her ass, I’d starve. We had joked about her ‘lack of ass’ before. She had made most of the jokes herself. But this was a bad move on my part tonight. She got dressed while telling me to fuck off twenty different ways and she never wanted to see me again and if I ever tried to call her she’d let everyone know what kind of perverted slime-ball I was. Then she slammed out of the dorm and out of my life. I looked around the partition and Dennis was sitting on the edge of his bed with his headphones on, wondering what was going on. I walked over and sat on the chair. He gave me an odd look. It didn’t occur to me until later that I was naked and still stinking of sex. I asked if he had heard the ruckus and he said he hadn’t heard a thing besides Shelly slamming out the door. I kind of sat there, feeling like shit and Dennis said that he guessed we had broken up. I said he guessed right and boy did I need a fucking drink. He said that he had studied enough and he needed a drink, too. We went out looking for trouble and we found it. Two floors down in the dorm it was some chick’s birthday and there was one hell of a party. Dennis and I threw in our ten bucks and it covered all the beer you could handle. Or not. We stayed there for about three hours and drank like fish. One thing I noticed was how shitty Dennis was at talking to girls. He seemed to clam up whenever one came by. He wasn’t bad looking. He was not a slob by any means. He was about 5’9” with short brown hair and a medium build. He had played tennis and golf in high school. I guess those sports are made for shy people. Seeing him talk to girls at that party made me wonder how he got laid in high school at all. Something about him got me going and I knew an idea was forming. We were both getting drunk and we were standing in the crowded hallway waiting to get into the can. I went in first and pissed. When I came out another girl squeezed in front of Dennis. The hallway was packed, and I ‘tripped’ and fell into my roomie, pinning him against the wall. He had my beer in one hand and his in the other and I slid my hand down his chest and cupped his crotch. I was only there for a second before I took my beer and walked away but I felt something stirring in his Levis. At one o’clock the authorities shut the party down so Dennis and I headed back up to our room. We filled my coat pockets with cans of leftover beer and got out of there. He was kind of quiet and I was trying to keep up the mood. He sat on his bed and I sat on the chair and we popped another beer. We sat there for a while. He smoked, which I tolerated. Finally he said that he heard me and Shelly arguing. He said thanks. I said thanks for what and he said for trying to get him laid. Even if it was a ‘sympathy fuck’. Then of all things he started crying and I (being a compassionate guy) moved over and sat beside him on the bed and comforted him as best I could. He didn’t know why he was such a bomb with girls and he didn’t know why he couldn’t talk to them and on and on. I told him it was just a phase and he’d get over it. Finally he had blubbered himself out and I told him that he should get some sleep. He said thanks for listening and all that crap. He went to the can and came back and I was in my shorts ready to go to sleep. I could hear him over on his side getting in bed and the lights went out. I turned out mine. I woke in the middle of the night and heard the unmistakable sound of Dennis jerking off. I don’t know why I did it but I got up and crept to his side of the room. He was stroking his cock under the sheets and he just about screamed when I sat beside him. I told him to be quiet and in the dim light I found his cock and started stroking it for him. He had gone soft, but after a while I had him hard and moaning. I kicked the covers aside and got between his legs and jacked him. He was bucking and making all sorts of weird noises and then he came all over himself. He spewed all the way up to his neck. It was a nice load and if I had known it wouldn’t blow his little brain, I would have licked it all up. I could see he had a t-shirt handy to wipe up his cum with and I used that to clean off my hand. Without another word I got up and went back to my side and went to sleep. ** When I woke up in the morning, Dennis was sitting naked on the side of my bed, stroking my cock. I had no idea how long he had been doing that but it was like I blew my load almost as soon as I opened my eyes. I gushed all over myself and he looked, I guess, proud that he was able to help me. When I was done, he wiped his hands off on his t-shirt/cum rag and told me to get up or I’d be late for class. As far as roommates went, I thought I’d keep him. Things were as normal as could be for the rest of the semester. We never talked about that night. Next semester, I found another girlfriend and again Dennis was real helpful when we had to use my room to fuck. Her name was Denise and we had a laugh together about the Dennis/Denise thing. She was a cute cheerleader blonde who was as much fun as Shelly was. The best thing about Denise was that she had a friend who thought Dennis was a nice enough guy. Her name was Angela and she was cute, though a bit hefty. She seemed to have a great set of tits and in our conversations, Denny confessed to being almost obsessed with the female breast. Denny and Angela seemed to get along all right, so we went out on double dates on occasion and had a pretty good time. Dennis was getting better at talking to girls, but not much. One night, Dennis and I hatched a plan. We laid in a supply of wine and beer. (We split on one of those small dorm refrigerators.) So we came back to our room with Denise and Angela after this dance at the Student Union. We were all pretty smashed and we talked and drank and listened to music for a while. We put “Dark Side Of The Moon” on Denny’s cassette player and soon Denise and I left Denny and Angela to go to my bed. Even though I was paying attention to Denise and her tight little bod, we were both interested in what was happening on the other side of the room. I had Denise naked in no time flat. We got each other wet in a 69 and soon my cock was sliding in between her breasts, then sliding between her cunt walls. We heard moans and zippers and all that other shit and Denise and I smiled at each other. Our misfit friends were getting it on. It was cool to be fucking my girl while just a few feet away my roomie was fucking a girl of his own. Angela had quite the mouth on her, let me tell you. Maybe it was because she was drunk. Apparently, it was a surprise to Denise, too. Her eyes widened when she heard Angela mutter “Do me, do me oh fuck me with your cock...” over and over while Dennis fucked her. We were both so turned on that we came quickly, then we just listened to what was going on as our cum mingled and dripped out of her sweet pussy. Dennis didn’t make much noise when he came but Angela more than made up for it. She was mewing like a kitten and barking like a dog when they both came. Dennis just moaned like someone was letting the air out of a tire. All to the tune of Pink Floyd. It was cool. Denise had to go to the bathroom and she didn’t bother to dress. Something in that made me think something kinky would happen that night but it didn’t. Denise came back and gently roused Angela. The girls got dressed and us guys were so stunned that we just watched. The girls kissed us goodnight and they were gone. I still have no idea why. Naked, I walked over to Dennis’ area. He was sitting there naked too, with a shiny hard-on. He looked at me and said “Well, I hate to fuck and run...” It cracked me up. I grabbed us some beer and I went to sit beside him on his bed. He said he couldn’t believe it, because he was still so horny that he could have fucked all night long. He might have thought that he said something wrong because he didn’t say anything else for quite a while. I sat there wondering if now was the time or not. It was. I reached over and cupped his balls with his hard cock against the inside of my wrist. It jumped and bobbed. I squeezed gently and he exhaled sharply. I looked at him and asked if he remembered when I did this at the party in the fall. He just nodded like a bunny in the headlights and I said this is what I wanted to do then, but didn’t. I leaned down and took the end of his cum-covered cock in my mouth and started to suck. I was in an awkward position so I went to my knees on the carpet and went at it. This was really something, not only tasting another cock for the first time in ages, but one that had just fucked another girl. It was a great combo. Like sucking cum out of a pussy I had just fucked. I liked doing that so I was having a good time. I didn’t look at Dennis but I was pretty sure he was going through some heavy-duty changes. I pushed him back on his bed and got between his legs and continued sucking and now jacking him off. I took a break for moment and jacked myself. I was hard as anything because I was turned on, too. I started to recognize the sounds he made when he came and so went back on him. I went harder and played with his nuts and soon I took the first spurt in my mouth and pulled away so I could watch him cum out in the open. When I was through jerking his seed onto his chest and belly, I took a sip of beer and sat back. My own cock was pointing right at Dennis when he opened his eyes at last. He looked at me then at my cock. Then he told me to lay back. I smiled and figured that if he had it in him, it was all coming (or cumming) out now. Here were the changes he was going through. Right in the flesh. I lay back on his bed and he crawled up between my legs. His cum dribbled off his body onto my thighs and he didn’t even notice. He wrapped a hand softly around my hard-on and started jacking me. I was in heaven! He said quietly that he really liked it when we did each other the last time, months ago. I said I enjoyed it, too. He said that he was afraid that he was turning gay but when he fucked Angela he knew he liked both. I said that there were lots of people who swung both ways and it was no big deal. We both knew we’d have to keep it quiet though. He had been jacking me and then without warning he dropped his head and gave me head. It was incredible and he really worked hard at it. He sucked like a wild man. I was better than the one I traded with Aaron, I guess, because I actually liked Dennis. I was close after doing him, so I told him I was cumming soon. He looked at me for a second and kept sucking. He was really good. Rough and gentle at the same time the way a guy wants it. None of this namby-pamby licking shit, it was a great blow-job. He even played with my balls. I told him again I was going to cum and when I did, he pulled away and my seed splashed all over me. It felt really good. As I came down and he emptied my balls all over my belly, he said he was sorry. He didn’t know if he could swallow and I told him he did great. We just sat there for a while and we didn’t say a thing. I realized I had to go to the can, but before I got up, Dennis ran a finger through the puddle of cum on my chest and then brought it to his lips for a taste. He just shrugged and smiled and I went to the can. When I came back he was all wiped off, in his sweatpants and ready for bed. I had pissed and cleaned off myself. He was standing at the door with another beer, waiting for me when I stepped out. He went in to clean up and brush his teeth and when he came out, we sat in his side of the room and listened to more music and just shot the shit ‘til three a.m. and then we went to bed. It was like we had just played a game of risk and drank some beer for the night. It wasn’t like we engaged in an act that would have resulted in our lives being made a living hell if the narrow-minded assholes in the dorm found out. Now, I’m sure there was stuff going on between roommates all the time. And I don’t mean just the Penthouse fantasies of girls on girls. You just had to be careful it was kept a secret. It was hard enough making classes and getting grades without being social lepers. ** We didn’t talk about that night but we were less concerned about wearing clothes when we were behind closed doors. It wasn’t like we turned into a pair of queens, but if we felt like going naked, we did. We were more open about jerking off, too. We didn’t help each other out, but we didn’t bother to stifle our moans when we got ourselves off. I did have one experience that rivaled nearly everything that happened to me as far as sex went. I wished that Dennis was there to help out, but he went home for spring break. Too fucking bad for him! I was on the outs with Denise for a while and I was in a pissed off mood. We hadn’t really broken up but she wanted to cool it for a while. I said fine and started going to the gym to work out my frustration. I really liked the pool and I swam hundreds of laps. There was a lanky redhead that worked there now and then as a lifeguard that I really wanted to fuck and that kept me coming back. They kept the pool open during spring break and I’ll never know why. There weren’t more than three people in the complex besides the lifeguards. That night I was in luck. Laurie, the tall redhead was working, and so was Raelynn. Raelynn wasn’t great looking but she had a fairly nice body. We had talked a few times and she had made no secret of the fact she wanted my ass. I would have rather had Laurie if I had to choose. Laurie and I had chatted now and then and she was a real nice, friendly babe but never gave me indication that there was any future for us. I didn’t even see the point in asking her out. That night I swam a bit and talked with Laurie and then I swam a bit and talked with Raelynn. Since there was no one there to lifeguard, they were both bored. I was going back and forth doing my last twenty laps and all the sudden the lights flicked off and on and off and on, then off for good. It meant it was time to go. They were closing up. I finished my last leg in the semi-dark and stood up in the shallow end. I wiped the water from my face. I heard a splash off to the side and Raelynn was crouched beside the ladder with just her head showing. I started walking towards her and just as I got there, she stood and holy fuck, she was naked. The water dripped off her 36C tits in a little waterfall. I was stunned but I kept on walking. She asked if I ever skinny-dipped before and I said not since I was a kid. She stepped up to me and her hands went for the drawstring on my trunks. She loosened them and wriggled them off my hips. Then she submerged and took them all the way off. I was starting to get hard and she actually sucked my cock for a second before she came up for air and tossed my trunks onto the deck. She leaned in and kissed me. I told her I had a girlfriend (a bit of a lie) and she told me she had a boyfriend too, but she just wanted to fuck. We just stood there in the shallow end sucking tongue and groping. She told me no one was here and we had the place to ourselves. She was shorter than me, and my hard-on rubbed on her ribs. We were both getting hot even in the cool water and she smiled wickedly and climbed the ladder out of the pool. I got a nice view of her ass and pussy lips as I followed her up. She trotted over to the women’s changing room door and opened it. I followed her and just inside was the sauna. She gave me a kiss and my cock a squeeze and said to go in, she was going to get some towels. I opened the wooden door and stepped into the sauna and just about died. There was Laurie, lying naked on a bed of towels on the top tier. She heard the door and was sitting up. Then she saw it was me and she squealed. She tried to cover herself, but it was no use. I had seen it all. Neither of us said anything. I froze looking at her. This was too fucking wild. Her body was absolutely killer. She was about 6’2” and a standout in basketball and volleyball and it showed. Her legs were unbelievably long and athletic. Her breasts weren’t big but they were nice and perky and her pale pink nips stood out about half an inch. She had shaved her pubes and by the looks of things I think she had been finger-fucking herself when I came in. I was still standing at the door with a hard-on when Raelynn came in, still naked, with a handful of towels. She stopped dead and looked up at her co-worker. We stood there looking at each other with sweat dripping off us, waiting for something to happen. Finally Raelynn broke the silence. She spoke right at Laurie and said she could go or stay, she didn’t care ‘cause she was gonna fuck me. I was like I wasn’t even there. Raelynn arranged the towels as padding on the lower bench and sat down. She pulled me toward her and started sucking my hard cock. I just stood there and closed my eyes and enjoyed it. I grabbed the back of her head and kept feeding her my prick. I reached down and grabbed one of her tits and she grabbed my ass. She was obviously having a good time by the noises she was making. I looked down and she was stroking her clit with her thumb while fucking herself with her ring finger. I closed my eyes again in pure bliss. I heard a creak of cedar and felt another hand on my ass. I opened my eyes and there was Laurie, with her long legs crouching beside me. She was sliding two fingers into her wet pussy and her eyes were glazed. She licked her lips and said oh yeah Rae, suck him that looks so good. Raelynn looked at her but didn’t miss a suck. She pulled off me with a wet slurp and got up on her hands and knees on the bench. I moved behind her and she reached under and took hold and guided me to her cunt. I slid all the way in and it was burning hot. Maybe it was the sauna and the sweat running off all our bodies, but the sensation of heat was right off the scale. I thought I was going to pass out. Our pubic hair mashed together and we fucked like rabbits. Laurie moved beside us and got in position so she could watch me fuck her work mate. She was still doing herself and kept rubbing my ass and back. The smell of wet pussy in the air was incredible! I knew it wasn’t going to be long before I blew my load. Laurie beat me to it; she had a head start. Her hand was a blur on and in and around her pussy. She came whining and hissing through her teeth. Her head was thrown back and her short red hair shook like crazy. I kept fucking in and out of Raelynn and watched Laurie cum. Raelynn started slamming back into me and whimpering that she was cumming and I should fuck her harder. I obliged her and started ‘ramming speed’. My thighs slapped against her with a wet clap every time we met. She moaned that she was cumming and cumming oh fuck it feels good, she moaned on and on. I said I was cumming too, and she said not to cum in me and she moved forward and I slid out with a pop. I almost rammed it right up her ass but I slid over top of her. I was going to grab myself but Laurie gasped and beat me to it. She took my cock and started wanking me as I stood there. My hands were still on Rae’s hips. I came all over her back and ass. She sighed loudly and collapsed on the bench with her head on her forearms and her cum-covered ass in the air. Brian's Story Ch. 01 Laurie pulled me around and jerked the last few spurts into her hand, grinning at me like a slut all the while. When I was dry and getting soft, she let go of me and rubbed my cum all over her small pert titties. I was blown away, it was so erotic! And so fucking unexpected! I collapsed on the opposite bench and watched Laurie finish rubbing my gooey seed all over herself. Then, as she kept looking at me, she lowered a hand to Raelynn’s back and played with all my cum gathered there. Most of it had run down Rae’s back to her neck and hair. Wherever it was Laurie found it and played with it as we all came down from our orgasmic highs. Rae realized it was Laurie rubbing cum on her back and told her to stop ‘cause she wasn’t a lesbo. She asked Laurie why the fuck she was still here. Laurie said that her friends had canceled on her at the last second so she decided to take a steam bath and then go home. Rae got to her wobbly feet and said we had to get out of there before the janitors came snooping around. I left the dry crackling heat of the sauna and went out the door to the pool. The water looked cool and dark blue and quiet with the lights all off and I thought it would be great to just do one quick lap to close the pores and refresh my tired ass. But I just picked up my trunks and trotted back to the men’s locker room, took a quick shower and changed. As I was pulling on my shirt I heard Rae call out my name. I grabbed the rest of my stuff and went to the hallway entrance. Raelynn was standing there with her shoulder bag. Her hair was still wet from her shower. I guess I expected her to kiss me or something and thank me for the fuck but all she said was if I ever told anyone about this she’d kill me. She was serious. Then she was gone down the hallway, her ponytail bouncing after her. A janitor was pushing one of those long floppy mop things along the hall so I took off in the opposite direction and got the fuck out of there. When I was outside, A tree’s shadow moved and it just about scared the shit out of me. I saw was Laurie and she laughed. She thought it was funny. We walked along for a while and she asked me if I had got the ‘secrecy lecture’ from Raelynn and I said I had. We laughed at that, too. We passed under a row of trees and they covered us in shadow. I don’t know why, but I took her arm and spun her around and kissed her. I almost had to go on tiptoes to do it but it was worth it. She was a great kisser and we stood playing tonsil tag there in the shadows for a long time. She asked where I was going and I said just back to my dorm unless she wanted to go for a beer and hang out. She said she had beer back at her apartment if her roommate and her roommate’s boyfriend hadn’t drunk it all. I said that sounded cool and we’d pick up some more just to be safe. ** Her roommate, Joely and her roommate’s boyfriend, John, were fucking on the living room floor when we walked in. What a panic! Cocks and pussies and tits everywhere as they scrambled to cover up run to her room. We laughed like hell. The door slammed behind them. Laurie and I put the beer in the refrigerator and took one each. We stood in the kitchen and started necking again. We were getting into it and I took a chance and touched her breast. She wasn’t wearing a bra and I caressed her nipple through her cotton shirt. She went wild and started humping her pelvis into mine. I could feel the heat, she was really horny. I broke the kiss and she took her top off. I dove in to suck that lovely fucking nipple as she stripped me of my shirt. I went back to sucking both her tits and she was taking off her pants. Her jeans were down around her ankles and her panties were soaked. I rubbed a hand across them to be sure. I suggested that we move to somewhere more comfortable but she said no, I wanna get fucked here and now! She stripped off her panties and I got rid of mine and we were totally naked. We came together with a slap and went back to kissing with our hands all over each other and my cock trapped between us. She tried hopping up on the counter so I could fuck her but the counter was too high. Finally she put her forearms on the counter and pointed her ass at me, just like Raelynn had done earlier. She had her long legs spread and I was between them with one hand on her hip and the other curled around her so I could finger her shaved pussy and clit while I fucked her. I didn’t need any directions. I found her wet snatch on the first try and she hissed like a cobra when I slid in. Neither of us lasted very long and we came almost together. I guess in respect to her roommate, we were quiet when we orgasmed. I pumped a nice load into her wet cunt and I could feel our combined juices seeping out over us. I collapsed on her smooth back and she held a hand to mine at her pussy and caught her breath. I was still deep in her and our mixed cum was dripping on the hardwood floor. I heard a noise behind us and I turned to see Joely and John standing naked (and obviously aroused) looking at us and clapping quietly like spectators on a golf course. I pulled out with a squelch and I tried to look casual. I wasn’t used to fucking with an audience unless you counted Dennis on the other side of the wall. But I figured I could handle it. As I picked up my beer, John walked to the fridge and grabbed one himself. I couldn’t help looking at his cock. It reminded me of Aaron’s. It was nice and thick and hard, uncut with a trimmed brown bush around it. The rest of him wasn’t bad either and I smiled to myself that I was thinking that way now. Joely was a nice looking girl, too. She was about 5’6” and kind of pudgy, but still a blue-eyed beauty with long curly blonde hair and tits that sagged only a little. I looked at her and she looked me up and down and smiled. I could see Laurie and John checking each other out, too. Obviously this nudity thing was new enough to be exciting. Joely said that she hoped I wasn’t embarrassed. If I was just a ‘male visitor’ they would have apologized for their behavior when we came in. They were only fucking in the living room because Laurie wasn’t supposed to be home after midnight. Oh well I figured, shit happens. When they heard us fucking in the kitchen, they figured the dress code had flown out the window. John and I stood naked in the kitchen talking for a while as the girls went off, probably to go the can and compare notes. We ended up in the living room watching a movie on TV. We sat around and smoked a nice reefer supplied by John and drank beer. Laura and me were curled up in a big armchair and they were on the couch. After a while I noticed Joely stroking John’s hard cock, stretching the foreskin ‘til it almost slipped over the head. My own cock was getting hard and Laurie started rubbing me. We were both watching the other couple. She whispered that it was nice to watch and I agreed. She said the Joely and her had talked and they wanted to get it on. Laurie asked if there was anything there on the sofa that I liked and I said all of it. She looked at me and said all of it? Him too? And I nodded. I asked her what she liked and she smiled and said all of it, too. She asked what I’d like to do to them and I said that I’d like to fuck her. She said anything else and I took a chance and said I’d like to suck John’s big fat cock. Laurie got this strange look on her face, almost like relief. We had been whispering quietly but then out loud she asked Joely if it was okay if we joined them and they both said yes. I asked Laurie if they had done anything like this before and she said no, but they had talked about it enough. So we got up and joined John and Joely on the sofa. I sat beside Joely and we started necking and running our hands all over each other. Her tits were real fun to play with. After a while she began to stroke my cock and we looked over at Laurie and she had John’s cock almost all the way down her throat. Joely swung a leg over me and sat up. She rubbed my aching prick over her pussy lips a few times and then sank down on it with a sigh. I just about came right there. Her big tits were in my face and I licked and sucked them while she fucked me. Beside us, John said that he was going to cum and Joely stopped what she was doing she climbed off me and crouched on the floor beside her leggy roommate. Do it John, she said, cum all over me! Get me wet, cum on me! Laurie moved over to me and started encouraging me to do the same thing, to cum all over Joely’s tits and face. She whispered that she and Joely had talked about what happened earlier in the sauna and Joely wanted the same thing. As if I needed an excuse. I put one knee on the sofa in front of Joely and started stroking myself. Joely was between John and I, and she held up her tits for a target. Laurie leaned back against the other chair and watched and fingered her own pussy. John was doing the same thing as me and we were hip to hip jacking off like mad. The touch of his hot body was electric! I put my arm around his waist and brought him closer. He looked at me and we leaned in and kissed and that really got him off. He moaned and I watched him orgasm with three thick globs of cum all over his girl’s breasts and she was whimpering and cooing. She started rubbing it all over her chest. I was ready to blow and John kissed me one more time and our tongues dueled obscenely. I pulled away and finished myself off. Laurie had moved in behind Joely and was now holding up her roomie’s tits while Joely rubbed John’s cum all over. She edged closer to me and I aimed my first load for her face. It got her right on the cheek with a splat. The rest squirted all over her tits and Laurie did the honors and rubbed it into her skin and played with her nipples at the same time. It was the most erotic thing I had ever done! The two girls collapsed on the floor and started kissing and sucking each other. John had fallen off to the side on the sofa and I fell beside him with my wet, limp prick landing on his thigh. I was spent but he was still hard. We caught our breath and watched the girls on the writhing on the floor. They had maneuvered into a 69. I asked him if they had ever done that before. He said no and asked me if I had ever been with another guy. I said I had and he said it was his first time, but he had thought about it lots. He said it was as good as his dreams and I was pleased with that. I looked down at his hard rod and asked if he’d mind me sucking him. He said he had hoped I would and I crawled down to blow him. But try as I might, though, he couldn’t cum, he was too spent. But he said he enjoyed the sensation and thanked me by kissing me again. It was weird, but comfortable lying back on the sofa with him. Cuddling sounds so faggy but I guess that’s what it was. It felt good. Finally, the girls both came again and we watched them. When the girls had recovered, we had another beer and went to their big double bed to sleep. Later that night I was able to fuck Laurie again with John and Joely watching. We watched them fuck and I woke up in the morning with my cock deep in John’s mouth. We got up around ten and I fucked Joely in the shower. John and Laurie did the same after us. We had some breakfast and I left to go back to the dorms. We all just hugged at the door and thanked each other for the great evening. That was it. I fucked Laurie once more after that day, but she found a steady boyfriend and I kind of got back with Denise. The four of us never got to do it again but it fueled jack off sessions when there was nothing else going on. ** When Dennis got back I told him all about that night and what might have happened if he had been there. He got so horny that he pulled his cock out and started to jack off right there. That was enough for me and I crawled over and took him down my throat and sucked him dry when he came. After that he undressed me and blew me in return. I thought of kissing him, but there was no fucking way he could have handled that. We still saw Angela and Denise now and then and double dated. Dennis got laid a few more times by Angela when she wanted it, and me and Denise fucked whenever she wasn’t pissed off at me. But there was no foursome action like Dennis and I hoped. It just never worked out. (It did happen a year later, like Dennis wrote.) We gave each other head when the semester ended. He initiated it for a change. That was a big step. We always ended up trading blow-jobs. We never did the 69 thing. It was too hard to concentrate on giving pleasure while someone else was doing it. I never thought about doing him up the ass and he didn’t bring it up either. He got better at talking to girls, but not by much. We had both grown in a few ways and it was too bad that I had to leave school after just one year. I told Dennis that I was transferring to a College in the west, but I was really just tired of school and I wanted to work and travel. There’s no reason why I should have lied because we weren’t a couple or anything. We were just good friends. (But now he knows.) So Dennis continued school. He moved into his own place and got a job and stayed in town all year round. I’ll write more about what happened out west and what happened when I came back to visit. Dennis says you can vote if you want but I don’t give a shit. I’m not doing this for applause. Brian PS Thanks again to Dennis for going over this and editing. Brian's Story Ch. 02 Okay, I guess Brian doesn't suck at this writing thing as much as he thought he did. I thought the first part turned out nicely. Thanks to all the people who voted for him. He won't say it but he does appreciate it. We hope you enjoy part two. I don't have to remind you that this is all true, but the names have been changed to protect everybody. Thanks, Dennis ** I began to see a pattern. For me things came in threes. Sometimes fours, but to that point no more than that. That would change, too. The night I slept with Gary and Irene was a high water mark. To that point all my fucking had been with school age kids. Kids my age. Marie, my first real lay in my senior year and Aaron, the first guy I fooled around with was high school kid's play. Then I met Dennis at College and advanced my 'bi-studies'. I also was fucking and getting fucked by a series of horny college babes. Then, one night I got laid by Laurie and Raelynn in the sauna of the College Aquatic Center. And after that Laurie took me home to fuck, and I not only fucked her, but also had sex with her roommate Joely and Joely's boyfriend John. It was my first foursome and easily the most decadent night of my life. But I was just 21 and we were kids and frankly, we fucked like kids. I'm not saying that any fucking is bad. As they say today, it's all good. Looking back with almost twenty years of hindsight experience, I hadn't been fucked like an adult until Gary and Irene. All the freaky shit that went down later with Bonnie, that I'll get to later, was really cool but it was still kid stuff. I left Dennis and the college we attended after one year. Don't know what I was running to I was just running on... And that's the gospel according to Jackson B. I guess its no coincidence that I call what I did 'fucking'. No matter how many times me and these other girls 'made love' in University and after, it was just a lie we told each other to have someone to hold close at night or during a dark day. I didn't make love to a woman until I got back to where Dennis was and met the woman who became my wife. ** I guess I picked a suburb of Denver because I liked seeing the mountains. Maybe they just reminded me of tits. I answered an ad in a local underground newspaper for a furnished room to let. I went to the house and the guy there let me in to look at the room. The house was a two and a half story monstrosity and the furnished room they had to rent out was on the second level with another huge bedroom, a laundry room and closets that would have been full rooms in any other house. The top floor was an attic type garret used for painting. The main floor was all kitchen, dining area, living space and a front office for the lady of the house. The room was good enough and the price was right and I had access to the kitchen and the huge bathroom was right across the hall. There was a nice living area with good sound and TV stuff so I jumped at it. The guy didn't say much except that the final decision rested with his wife. I went to the diner down the street to wait for the lady of the house to get home from work. At six I hiked back to the house and Gary and Irene were sitting on the porch drinking a beer. They offered me one and I accepted. They looked to be in their thirties and fairly successful in life so far, like the ultimate yuppie couple. Gary was quiet, and at this point in the afternoon, covered in specks of paint. Irene told me he was an artist and she worked as a legal secretary in an office tower downtown. He was a bit taller than me with sandy blonde hair and a three-day Miami Vice growth of beard. Irene was dressed for success with a black blazer over a black skirt and a white blouse. She was petite and very blonde and her hair cascaded over her slim shoulders. She didn't seem to have much in the breast department. Then again there's no reason why I should have been thinking about her tits that way, but it was a habit I couldn't help. I was just a boarder. Gary looked like he could handle all her sexual needs. He looked to be a bit of a stud with a well developed body and direct gaze. Being openly bi opened up a whole new world. I had always looked at women and appreciated their beauty and dreamed about fucking them. Now since my College experiences with Dennis and John, I was looking at guys, too and wondering if there were opportunities there. But I tried not to think of my landlords this way. It would just complicate things. Irene asked if I liked the room and I said it was great. She asked what I did for a living and I told her I didn't have a job yet, I just got into town. But I was going to get one soon. Gary and Irene looked at each other and she turned to me. She said the room was mine if I wanted it but I had to come up with the rent at the first of the month. I pulled out my wallet and gave them the first month's in advance. She explained about the kitchen and laundry privileges. She said my room was my own and they didn't care what I did in it. She asked if I smoked and I said no. What about dope, she asked and I said I did smoke that. She just smiled and said they frowned on tobacco but had nothing against dope as long as people shared. She just said to be careful and not burn the house down. They didn't mind if I brought girls over, and me and my big mouth, I said what about guys. She just about spit out her beer and she shot a look at Gary and I thought they'd ask me to leave then and there. She just said that they were liberal people and as long as nobody was hurt, what I did in my own room was my business. Gary looked at his watch and said that supper was going to be ready and I was welcome to join them. I offered to help him and he led me to the kitchen while Irene went upstairs to change. We were getting the salad together and I was looking for all the utensils and stuff to set the table. Gary was chopping celery and he asked if I was gay. I said no, I like both. But what do you prefer, he asked and I said I honestly had no preference. He seemed to accept this. It was just talk. I thought he was just curious because he didn't ask it in a snotty, nosy way. Then Irene walked in. All she had on was a plaid flannel work shirt and shorts so short I wasn't sure they were there until she wrapped her arms up around Gary's neck and kissed him deeply. Her ass was fucking glorious and I kept thinking to myself, she's your landlord she's your landlord... She asked how his painting went and he said great. Then she grabbed the salad and took it to the table. We sat down and ate. Gary was a good cook. They were a lively, intelligent and happy couple. I was going to like it here. ** I moved my stuff from the bus station and into my new home. The first sex I had in town was with this girl I met in the diner down the street. It was just a week after I got there, and I was using the diner for my base of operations while looking for work. She was an 18-year old waitress that took a shine to me. She worked four hours in the morning and then she had a three-hour break and then four more hours over the supper rush. She took me back to her apartment during her break and we fucked twice in that time. Once like rabbits and once more relaxed. But she was just a kid and not too mature. She wasn't what I was looking for in a steady girl, if I was looking for a steady girl. We parted on friendly terms. I got a good gig as a day bartender in a pub within walking distance of the house. I worked from 10 to 6 and the tips were great. I kind of kept my distance for the first couple weeks, to see who was fucking who on staff so I didn't piss anyone off. There were even a couple of guys who might have turned my crank if I had been looking for guys, but they were so obviously, insecurely macho. They might have been gay or bi deep down but they would kill you for trying to find out. So I left them alone. Meanwhile, life at Gary and Irene's was great. We shared cooking and cleaning duties and we'd sometimes rent a movie and smoke a hookah full of pot and just relax. Or we'd play Monopoly. I caught them fucking on the living room sofa when I came home early when I was sick one day. I excused myself and crawled up to my room. I presumed they were just a normal married couple. I would hear muffled roars and whimpers from behind their door most every night. ** Dianne was a long-legged 24 year-old Canadian chick with an almost unhealthy obsession with Joni Mitchell. But she was kind of pretty in an offbeat way and she was nice to talk to. She was the first of my co-workers to show an interest in hanging out with me. She was a more mature person and we progressed at a mature pace. For the first few times, we talked and drank at the bar after work. One night we went to a play that one of her friends was acting in. We were just becoming good friends and after a while the time came to take it to another level as they say. One night we went to a movie. During the show, as soon as the popcorn was finished, I felt her hand move up my thigh and soon she was massaging my cramped prick. We started necking. I slipped my hand up under her shirt and slipped over her braless tit. They weren't huge but they still felt nice. I was feeling her pert little tits and she was squeezing my cock through my pants as we traded tongue in the back row. We were both pretty hot and horny by the time the movie let out. We broke speed records as she drove us back to my place. I told Gary and Irene that I had a date with Dianne and Irene winked at me and said they weren't going to be home until very late. They had some kind of fancy-ass dinner party to go to. Dianne and me ran straight up the stairs to my room and locked the door. We had each other pinned on the big double mattress and we were ripping at each other's clothes. There was no foreplay here and when we kissed, we were animals. It was pure lust. She even looked different. In seconds we were naked. We swung into a quick 69 for the sole purpose of lubing ourselves up. She spun around, threw me to the mattress and in seconds she slid her dark haired pussy over me and she was riding up and down on my hard cock and talking dirty to me. She was squeezing my nipples and I did the same to her. We flipped over and we were doing it missionary style with her legs scissoring my ribs when she came for the first time that night. She wrapped her legs even tighter around me and held my hard cock deep inside her. Her face turned an alarming shade of red. It took her a while to calm down and she was ready to go again. She loudly encouraged me to keep fucking her until I came too and she asked me how I'd like to do it. I didn't know what to say so she bucked me off and spun around and climbed up to the headboard. She wrapped her hands around the spindles and wriggled her cute little ass at me. She looked at me over her shoulder and smiled. Come on, she said, I want to feel you cum in me. Cum in me real deep, baby... I crawled between her legs and she rubbed the tip of my cock on her clit and then she slid my rock hard cock all the way into her. This was obviously good for her because she started ramming back into me. It was like fucking Raelynn without the sweat. She looked back at me and told me that it felt so good having my fat cock in her. Then she said that she wanted me to talk to her. Talk to her about what? Fucking, baby, tell me what it feels like, she says. So I told her that it was like sliding into tight butter when I slid my cock into her and she was so tight and I wanted to fuck her ass all night long, and stuff like that. I wasn't too good talking like that, but I was willing to learn. Soon I had an idea of what worked for her and I was doing okay. We were both carrying on a loud conversation about how fucking great we were fucking each other. She told me to grab her tits and I reached underneath to do it. She moaned and told me to be as rough as I wanted with her tits 'cause she liked it so I twisted and pulled on her nipples and told her that I'd really like to use my tongue and teeth on them. That got her going too. She reached one hand below her and alternated between doing her clit and gently squeezing my balls and stroking the root of my cock as it slid into her. She told me to slap her ass and I hesitated. I never liked hitting women even if they did claim they liked it. I gave her a few taps and she said harder, harder and so I gave her a good smack and she squealed loudly. I kept at it, but it all stopped when I told her that I was cumming and she said she was cumming too and we both started fucking in a frenzy. She should have bit into the pillow to keep from screaming, but what the hell, no one was home. When I collapsed on her sweaty back she turned and we kissed for about half an hour as the cum drained out of her and dried on our thighs and soaked into the bed. She was a nice girl again, calm and gentle as a kitten. She asked if I would be a dear and get her something to drink. At this point I could use a beer myself so I slipped on my sweat pants and went down stairs to the kitchen. I had my head down in the fridge and I felt a hand on my ass. I jumped up and there was Irene, dressed in a fluffy white terry cloth robe. Her hair was in a casual ponytail behind her. Her face was clean of makeup and she looked like a schoolgirl. Well, maybe a 33-year old school teacher. Oh I'm sorry she said. I thought you were Gary. She acted like she was embarrassed but it was a crock. There was no way she could have mistaken me for her husband because we were so different. I was dark and kind of hairy and he was almost as blonde as she was. She smiled to herself and when I got over my shock I asked when they got home. She said they got home just after I did. Their party sucked. I stood at the counter and poured the beer into glasses because that's the way Dianne liked it. Irene leaned on the counter beside me. I could smell wine on her breath. She asked if I had a good time with Dianne and I said we did. I turned to go and she said that we had to talk. I asked what was wrong and she said that the only rule of the house was that I could do what I wanted as no one got hurt. I guess I looked at her strangely and she said Dianne sounded like I was fucking her to death. She actually said 'fucking her to death'. I couldn't do anything but I'm sure I blushed. I guessed she must have been kind of drunk. She put a tiny hand with bright red fingernails on my hard belly and played with the hair leading south. Is Dianne a nice girl, she asked and I said she was very nice. Was she a tramp, she asked and I said no, she was not a slut or anything. If this was flirting, it was the most extreme case I had ever seen. I had no idea where Irene's questions were going but her hand was heading south. So she's not a slut, said Irene, but she still loves to fuck? I said I guessed so. What does this Dianne look like? Is she a blonde like me, or a slutty little redhead? I stammered that she was dark-haired. Irene moved a bit closer and her voice got softer. So did she like it, she asked. Did she like it when you pounded your cock into her? I was starting to get uncomfortable with all of this and yet I was really starting to get hard with her talking dirty. I tried to leave, but she stepped in front of me. I was standing there with a glass of beer in each hand and my landlord was rubbing my stomach and getting closer and closer to the waistband of my loose sweatpants. My cock was poking out rudely. Hmm, she said, what did her pussy look like? Did she like it when you fucked her with this? And she dropped her hand and slowly stroked up and down the length my cock. I asked if this was good idea. Where was her husband? She took the two glasses of beer and put them on the counter then turned to kiss me. I really couldn't object, she looked so good. I took her in my arms and her hands crept up and down my naked back. We kissed for a moment, real gentle, and then she stepped back and undid the sash and shook her robe off her shoulders. Like I said before, her tits didn't appear big in everyday life. But naked, I could see they fit her body perfectly. For an older woman (as old as I had to that point,) she was in great shape. There was only a hint of sag. She had nipples like little raspberries with just a tiny areola around it. I went to touch them but she said it was just something to think about and she covered herself up again and dropped to her knees on the kitchen floor. She playfully bit my throbbing cock through the material and then pulled down my sweats where they hung on my spread knees. She wrapped a little hand around my hard aching rod and jacked it slowly for a moment before taking a dainty little lick. She looked up to me real innocent and said we must have both enjoyed it because she could taste both girl and boy cum. I've had my rod sucked on many times before but the only ones that came even close was the head I got from Dennis and John. Guys know what other guys wanted and the woman on her knees in front of me knew that too. Irene used a perfect combination of force and finesse. I grabbed the lip of the counter and held on for dear life. Part of me wanted to grab her head and fuck her mouth but I didn't. I knew I was in good hands (or mouth) already. She had a hand on my ass and one around the base of my rod. Her lips slid up and down my 7 inches. She varied how much she took in. Sometimes just the tip and sometimes her nose was buried in my pubic hair. A couple times she even took me down to the back of her throat and did a swallowing thing on the tip. Then her tongue would swirl over the head and then she'd swallow the tip again. It was un-fucking real what she did and she knew it, too. She'd look up and her eyes sparkled and she'd smile around my cock. I had never had another girl do that and I prayed that I would last long enough to really enjoy it. It was no use. In spite of cumming in Dianne's pussy less than an hour ago, I felt my balls boiling. I whispered a polite warning. She inched back and started sucking just the knob and the first few inches. Her tongue was pointed and it rubbed in figure eights along the underside. She was sucking harder and she was humming contented, and in a few seconds I came in her mouth. She sucked in the first shot and then of all things, she yanked apart the top of her robe and directed the rest of my cum all over her neck, the top part of her chest and the tops of her lovely tits. She was jerking me off with one hand and scooping up my cum and rubbing it into her skin with the other. She watched me all the time. Like she was daring me to look somewhere else. She elegantly licked off her fingers and smiled and got to her feet. Out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw something in the window that gave out on their back deck. I looked and was about to say something when Irene kissed me again. She refastened her robe and wished me a good night. She trotted upstairs. I took a second to get my shit together. I pulled up my sweats and took the beer upstairs. Dianne was just coming out of the bathroom across the hall. She was still buck fucking naked. She said the bathroom was gorgeous. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me and said we should try fucking in the shower sometime. All of a sudden we realized the other bedroom door was open and Irene was standing there with her robe still wrapped around her. Dianne squawked and jumped behind me, covering her nudity with my body. Dianne's tits were pressed into my back as we stood there like statues in the hallway. Irene smiled and said you must be Dianne, so nice to meet you and all that jazz. She offered her hand and Dianne tentatively reached from around me to shake with Irene. Brian's Story Ch. 02 Irene said that she didn't mean to surprise us and said goodnight. Just as she got to the bathroom door, she turned and said that the shower was in fact, a great place to fuck. She winked at us, then she closed the door behind her. Dianne and I sat on the bed and drank our beer and talked about our meeting with my landlord. I didn't say a fucking word about the earlier blowjob in the kitchen. Then again there was a lot that Dianne never told me. We laughed about it after a while. Dianne said the thing that struck her the oddest was the fact that Irene's hand was so damp and clammy when she shook it. ** Dianne and me started seeing each other regularly. She had me by three years and she was more experienced. Not to say she was a slut, but her technique was more advanced. But try as I might, I couldn't convince her to try the swallowing move that Irene had done. So what if she wouldn't or couldn't suck me all the way like Irene did, we still had a good time together. But I never told her about being bi. Some girls (like Dianne) just gave off the vibe that they thought that was sick. So I was completely straight for the next while. I didn't care, I was getting laid on a regular basis. No mention was ever made again about that episode. Dianne and I didn't do too much fucking at my place after that first night. I guess being surprised naked like that will do it. She liked her place so we usually went there. But one night there was a problem with the heating in her apartment and we had to go to my place. We went there right after work and the place was dark. There was no note or anything saying where Gary and Irene were. I fixed us a sandwich and then we went upstairs to hit the sheets. We had one quickie and we relaxed with a reefer and a couple of beer each, which was odd for her, because she never drank too much. Then Dianne gave me a wink and a poke and said that we should take a shower! Sure, I said and grabbed a bathrobe for her and a big towel for me and we ran across the hall like a couple of kids when the parents are away. The shower was really something. It was really a huge cast iron bathtub with the suspended curtain all around it. It was also one of the first I had seen that had two nozzles. As I bent over the tub getting the temperature right, she started stroking my cock and getting it hard. Then we stepped into the tub and started kissing and soaping each other up. Feeling the spray from front and back was really nice. It was getting steamy in there and we were talking about fucking when there was a little tap at the door. I asked who it was and it was Irene and she wondered if she could just grab something from the cabinet. You couldn't see anything through the opaque curtain, so I was about to ask Dianne if it was okay when Dianne said sure, come on in. That was unexpected. Then the two girls exchanged greetings and Irene said that Gary had gone off with some buddies to see the Nuggets play and that if I was home earlier, I could have gone, too. But then she said I was probably having a good time as it was. She was rooting around in the medicine cabinet and she said that she was getting a cold and needed something. Then it happened. Dianne looked at me and smiled shyly and gave my cock a squeeze and said to Irene, well a hot shower is good for a cold, why don't you join us. I thought I had been hit with a brick. There was silence. No sound but the water running all over us, and my heart thumping in my ears. Irene said, are you sure and Dianne looked at me with that same smile, and a huge question in her eyes. I didn't know what to say, so Dianne said she was sure. The shower curtain parted and there stood Irene, totally blonde and gorgeous. Totally naked. And I mean naked. Hers wasn't the first shaved pussy I ever saw in real life. But it was the prettiest. I swear my cock got harder and it would have been impossible for Dianne not to notice. Her breathing got raspier, too. Irene stepped into the tub and we all stood there kind of awkward in the combined spray until Irene stepped up to Dianne and gave her a tiny kiss on the lips and said, thanks, this was a good idea. Dianne barely kissed her back, looking at me stroking my cock as I watched. Then she pulled away and said to Irene, I want to watch you do it again. Do what again, said Irene. And Dianne said I want to see you suck his cock again. Like you did in the kitchen that night. I could safely say that we were both totally "gobsmacked", as they say. Irene's shock appeared to be genuine. Mine sure was. Then I thought of the movement I saw at the deck side window that night... But Dianne smiled and said that she came downstairs to ask for a coke instead of a beer and she saw Irene sucking on my cock. She was trying to keep it a secret but it turned her on too much and she wanted to see it again. Irene looked at me, then Dianne and then just said sure and dropped to her knees and gave me started giving me head. The only problem with this shower was that the curtain went around the tub, all the way on the inside. There was nothing to hold onto or no place to sit. That meant I had to brace my feet while Irene sucked me, without being able to lean on the wall or anything. The tub would have been perfect for long romantic baths. Oh well. Poor baby. Dianne moved beside me and snuggled into my side helping me keep my balance while she watched Irene bob up and down on my shaft. It was almost an exact replay of the blowjob she gave me in the kitchen, except now Irene was fully naked and there was water cascading all over us. Oh yeah, and now my girlfriend was rubbing her crotch into my thigh and moaning loudly at the sight. I was kissing Dianne and all the sudden I felt a hand down there between us. Dianne threw her head back and moaned. I looked down and Irene had her fingers circling Dianne's pussy lips, just playing with them. She kept sucking on me and then she slid a finger all the way into Dianne's sopping wet cunt. Dianne grunted and started fucking the finger inside her. We were holding onto each other for dear life and we were both ready to cum. I let everyone know and Irene told Dianne to get down there. Dianne slid down my body and broke contact with Irene's fingers with a loud whine, but soon both women were side by side and wrapped around each other, sharing my cock. Their breasts were mashed together, Irene's perky little tits and Dianne's larger ones and both their nipples were hard knots of pleasure. When I came, it was all over the both of them and it was washed away by the water almost as soon as it hit them. Irene took my cock into her mouth and squeezed out the last drops then let me go. She turned to Dianne and opened up, showing her the pearly drops on her tongue. Her eyes sparkled and put a gentle arm around Dianne. She pulled Dianne's head in to kiss her. Dianne resisted for only a second then their lips met and I could see their tongues exploring each other's mouths. I sank to my knees and watched as the two women let their hands roam all over each other's asses and tits. I never in my wildest dreams expected Dianne to be this kind of girl. She had always wrinkled her nose with distaste at anybody's mention of gay or lesbian stuff, but here she was kissing my female landlord and getting right into it. I hadn't gone completely soft and I started jerking off while watching them. Soon the girls turned to watch me and Irene asked if we wanted to continue this elsewhere. I asked about Gary but Irene told me not to worry. Dianne looked like she still had misgivings, but she said yes. We shut off the water and got out of the tub. We grabbed towels from the heated rack and dried each other off, and used the opportunity to keep feeling each other up. The girls took a moment to brush out their wet hair and then we took turns pissing. After Dianne finished, Irene took a small wad of toilet paper and wiped my girl's pussy as she sat there. She rubbed her back and kissed her again on the lips. This time Dianne offered no resistance at all. Irene said she would meet us in our room and then ran downstairs to get a bottle of wine and the pot they kept in the kitchen. I walked with Dianne back to the bedroom. I turned down the lights a bit and asked her why she didn't say anything about seeing Irene blowing me in the kitchen. She really should have said something. I felt like shit because it was like I cheated on her. She said it didn't matter and she kept looking away from me and I asked what's wrong. She threw herself into my arms and started sobbing that I must think she was some kind of sicko, that I was going to dump her because she secretly wanted a girl, too! Through her tears, she said that watching Irene suck me was the most erotic thing she had ever seen but she didn't want to say anything to me because she really didn't know how I'd take it. She wanted to do something with Irene that night, but lost her nerve. She had calmed down, seeing I wasn't going to freak on her. I told her that she should have said something, it would have saved a lot of guilt on everybody's part. I was telling her not to worry, to just do what felt right. When Irene came back in she had a bottle of wine, three glasses and a bong on a tray, which she put on the dresser. It was unreal, with her handing out drinks like the perfect hostess and passing the bong like it was a plate of sandwiches. She made sure everyone was relaxed and feeling at home. Thing was, she was naked like us. Finally the bowl of pot burned out and we just sipped our wine. Dianne whispered in my ear that she wanted to kiss Irene and I said fuck yeah, go for it. She crawled over to Irene who sat there with her legs tucked under her, looking really innocent. Dianne started kissing Irene's knees and slowly moved up to her thighs, then across her smooth belly. Irene stretched out like a cat and Dianne was soon feasting on her little nipples, one then the other. For a rank beginner she was doing great because Irene soon gasped and clutched Dianne's head to her and whispered for her to suck faster and harder and oh god, she was good and on and on. Dianne's ass was pointed right at me as I leaned back on the headboard stroking my 7 inches and digging the sight. I thought about fucking her doggie style, but decided against it. This was all about Dianne discovering something about herself. Then Irene pulled Dianne up to kiss her lips and they did that for a while with Dianne laying on top of Irene. Then Irene whispered something. With her back still toward me, Dianne sat back with one leg cocked up and the other flat on the covers. Irene faced her and slid her leg under Dianne's cocked one and the other leg fell across the one flat on the bed. Irene smiled and then she wriggled closer and Dianne gasped as their pussies lined up and came in contact with one another. Their clits must have been rubbing each other and Dianne was panting like a freight train as the two of them kissed. Irene's hands knotted in Dianne's long dark hair and they rocked their pelvises together to mutual satisfaction. I was edging closer to them to get a better view. Dianne was completely oblivious to me, but Irene looked at me fisting my cock and said that I should slow down 'cause there'd be fun for me later. It was unbelievably difficult not to wank and watch this hot scene, but I got control of myself. The girls were in this position for quite a while. The contrast between the light skinned and hairless pussy of Irene humping against Dianne's dark triangle was too fucking much. The girls were obviously enjoying it. Irene whispered that she was having a bunch of little orgasms, like a string of firecrackers going off. Then sometimes Dianne would lean back and Irene would suck her dark brown nipple and then they'd trade and Dianne would suck Irene's. Then they'd kiss some more. I was watching a session of slow fucking and I was being left out. But it was so neat to watch, I couldn't care less. I was looking forward to what was going to happen to me later. Dianne finally told me to get out of the way so she and Irene could stretch out. They got into a 69 and started sucking and licking each other. I was amazed. It was going to get more amazing. I went to the dresser to get another glass of wine and I was standing there when the door opened and Gary stepped in. I just about shit. He was wearing an open silk robe and little else. He had two beer with him and he handed me one. He had his eyes on the bed watching the girls suck each other. I had my eyes on the cock sticking out from the robe. It was easily as long as mine and it was nice and thick with a fat purple head and fine blonde hair. It had a nice little up turn curve to the end. Oh yeah, and was as hard as re-bar. Just like mine was. He turned to me and smiled. I couldn't help but smile too and we even clinked our beers together before we took a long drink. He took a reefer from behind his ear and lit it. We passed it back and forth. The girls didn't even acknowledge we were there. He said Irene left him a note downstairs telling him that there was fun up here... How long have they been going at it, he whispered to me. He brushed against my side when he asked the question. About 20-30 minutes, I said and he said it sure looks hot. I agreed. He asked if it was Dianne's first time and I said yes. I asked if it was his wife's and he said she came close to doing it once in college and couldn't get it out of her head all these years later. So it was the first real time for the both of them. He said the last tenant in this room was a girl, a student at the University. They talked a lot about trying something with her but never did. They kept loosing their nerve. He smiled and said she didn't lose her nerve with me. I asked what he meant and he said that he was outside on the deck watching when she gave me the 'gummer in the kitchen'. It was a dream come true for him watching her do that, he said. He watched his wife suck me off then he ran up the outside stairwell and was waiting for her in their bedroom. They fucked like crazy that night. They had talked about doing a tag team on someone ever since and now they were. He pulled off the robe and he was naked, too. We were hip to hip and I could feel his heat beside me. He had a nice body, like a jock who had gone easy on the workouts. His light blonde hair chest hair looked a bit reddish in the dim light of the lamp. It looked good to me. The noise from the girls began increasing in volume as they writhed together on the bed and I could only guess they were cumming almost together as the moans built into screams. Irene moved up to kiss Dianne when they finished cresting the wave and she looked at me and Gary standing there. Hey guys, she smiled and bent down to kiss Dianne deeply. Then she looked up again and said why don't you join us? So me and Gary climbed up on the bed beside the girls and they lay back to look at us. Okay, says Irene. You thought I gave good head? Well I'm an amateur. I asked what she meant by that when I felt Gary's hand on my lower back. She asked if I was bi and I shrugged and said I guess so. Well, how bi are you, she said, and Gary's hand moved to my ass and squeezed. I turned and as I did he leaned in and kissed me. I wasn't even surprised the way things had been going tonight. I should have been but I wasn't. The dope was working on me and I was horny after watching the girls so I just sighed and said what the fuck... I kissed him back and you could hear the girls almost suck the air out of the room. His tongue traced the shape of my teeth and I traced his. His hands grabbed my ass and instead of side by side we shuffled 'til we were face to face. Our cocks were pressed together between us and we slid our bellies back and forth and up and down to produce friction to make them harder than they already were. My hands were all over his back and ass then I cradled his jaw and kissed him as best I could. Gary pulled away and smiled and gave me a little shove backward. I could feel Irene beside us as Gary lay me back on the bed. Do him Gary, she said, suck him off like you always wanted. She leaned and whispered in my ear. Gary says he's sucked off lots of guys but I've never seen him do it. Now I get to see it and I'm so fucking horny thinking about it. It was a big disappointment. I came within seconds of his lips touching my cock. I guess I was so keyed up from everything that I lost all control. I groaned loudly and blew a load into his mouth and he greedily slurped it all up. What he didn't swallow, he showed to Irene and she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. I imagined they were sharing back and forth. I looked at Dianne and she was getting dressed. I asked her what was wrong and she said she didn't want to see me anymore and she stomped out of the room. So that was that, but Gary, Irene and I were just warming up. I owed somebody a blowjob. I heard the door slam downstairs and we just looked at each other and shrugged our shoulders. We burned another bowl of pot and moved into their big bedroom. I had only seen it passing by, I had never been all the way in. It was fucking beautiful, like something from a magazine. And the bed was huge. I said so and Irene snuggled up to me and she said all of us including Dianne would have fit on it quite comfortably if she hadn't freaked out... But that would just make more room for the rest of us. She turned and kissed me and we gently but passionately kissed, standing there feeling each other's heat. I felt Gary behind me and his still hard cock was up against my lower back I reached behind him and started stroking that monster. We all stood there wrapped in each other's arms stroking and kissing. We all kissed each other for a while before falling to the huge bed. I pushed Gary to the mattress and without a word started going down on him. Gary's cock was interesting to say the least, what with the little curve in it. Irene swept her blonde hair back and kneeled in a crouch beside us. She told me how hot I looked while sucking her husband's big fat cock. Soon I could see she had spread her shapely legs and start fucking herself with two fingers inside her and the heel of her hand rubbing her little clit. I ignored the curve of his cock, I had to try something. I supported his rod at the base with my fingertips and took him slowly down, all the way down and for the first time in my life, I tried doing the deep throat thing. It was cool though I wasn't that good at it. I basically tried to mimic Irene's blowjob on me. I was getting enough encouragement from her to keep at it, she could tell he was close to cumming. Gary put a hand on the back of my head and said yes, he was going to cum. So I just looked at Irene and sucked him harder, trying to do for him what she had done for me. His hips started bucking up and down and I was having a hell of a time controlling him. He groaned loudly and I actually felt his cock get bigger in my mouth. He came with a blast that hit the inside of my cheek. Then I lifted off and one hit me on the cheek, which Irene licked off almost immediately. All the rest (and there was a lot) spurted out on his chest and abs and dribbled down his cock. Irene ooohed like she was watching fireworks on the 4th of July. After I squeezed the last drops out of the end I licked the length of it and got it all sucked into my mouth. Irene was finger-painting with Gary's cum on his chest while getting close to her own orgasm. He was still hard after I got him off so I sucked him a while longer just for the fun of it. She nudged me out of the way and threw a leg over him and slid her husband's cock into her hot cunt. I got out of the way and just watched them fuck. She rubbed her tits on his chest squeezing his cum between them and they kissed and whispered to each other. He pushed her up and started driving his cock into her while he mauled her tits. This set her off. Brian's Story Ch. 02 Instead of the little orgasms with Dianne, now she had one big one. Her hair was whipping around her head and she bit her lip almost to bleeding as she whined and posted up and down on his fat cock and they slammed into each other. Finally they stopped and she sat back a bit and sighed. She lifted off a bit and I could see their combined juices running all over his cock and balls and I stuck a finger between them and then licked it off. It tasted real nice. Irene looked at me with glazed eyes and I scooped up another glob and fed it to her then I did the same for Gary. Watching them fuck and then cum and then having them suck on my fingers gave me another hard on. Irene pulled all the way off Gary's cock and rolled over on her back and asked me to fuck her. She had one more left in her before she fell asleep. I crawled over Gary, who squeezed my cock for me, then I took my spot between Irene's thighs. Sliding into her was easy. Knowing it was Gary's cum in there was an extra turn-on. I started fucking her. And I might add, fucking like a grown up for the first time in my life. It was slow and easy and it felt like people connecting. (I know that sounds so wussy...) But the three of us were there with each other's needs and wants right there in front of us. She wrapped her heels around the backs of my thighs and we just rocked back and forth. She asked Gary to bring his cock up to her and when he kneeled by her head, she immediately sucked his limp tool into her mouth and cleaned it off. I laid down on top of her and we shared kisses around his cock until he fell back exhausted to just watch. We finished at last and our orgasms were kind of muted, but still really good. I rolled off of her and Gary was there to lick all he could out of her sweet bare pussy. He parted the beautiful pussy lips and drove his tongue as deep into her as he could. She whimpered sleepily and dragged me up so she could suck all the juices off my shrinking cock. We all piled into the center of the bed and laid there in each other's arms for a while. I told them I had to get to sleep and wished them a good night. They each kissed me in turn and I went to the can to piss and then to my room. I was out like a light. The next night we ate supper then went to the living room where Gary put on a porno movie. We watched it all cuddled up naked on the sofa and talked about sex. We went up to the big bedroom and fucked until midnight. Again, it was a memorable experience. I found out that while Irene was a frustrated virgin in the bi-world, Gary had been almost exclusively gay until meeting his wife eight years ago. She knew that he still had the need to go off and have sex with a guy now and then. So having me here worked for everybody. Irene told us about this young girl at the law firm who she had been flirting with. She wanted to get her in bed and then have us guys join her for a fuck-fest. But it never happened that way. Three weeks later I got a really good job offer from a rancher in a small town outside Denver that I couldn't turn down. I spent one last night in Gary and Irene's bed. It was a full night of sucking and fucking each other. Gary asked if I'd like to do him up the ass, but I had never had any desire to do that kind of stuff, either giving or taking. So he settled for a nice long blowjob from me instead. We parted as good friends, with a standing invitation for me to come visit anytime. On a side note, Dianne discovered her deeply repressed lesbian side that night. I might also add that the evening converted her to that team forever and seriously doubted she ever fucked another guy. So what, as long as she was happy. That's all that matters, isn't it? It was kind of chilly at work after that, though we stayed relatively good friends. She never told my co-workers that I was bi-sexual and I never told anyone she was a hypocritical bitch. Brian PS Thanks again Dennis for going over this and editing. Brian's Story Ch. 03 OK, here's the deal. Dennis has been bugging my ass to fill in the gap at the end of my story, the part before I moved back and started the relationships that lead to the present day (2005). That way everything is tied up and we can bring all our stories together (including our meeting with another future Literotica author. Talk about fucked-up coincidences!) And oh, by the way, a warning... there is some male/male action in this story. If you don't like it, please move along. Thanks. ** Anyway, I was working in the bar after Dianne broke things off with me. I was too 'out there' sexually- meaning I was bisexual. It was okay for her to be bi- or even gay, but if I was, that was too much. Too fucking bad for her. I got a job offer from a rancher who lived west of Denver and I took him up on it. I didn't have any experience working on a farm or anything, but he said it didn't matter as long as I had a good work ethic, and could drive a standard. I could drive a stick, and I had never been afraid of busting a sweat, so I was hired. I lived alone in the bunkhouse and got to work. The bunkhouse was pretty good. There were nice showers and there was my choice of beds, since I was the only man working. The hours were long and I was dead tired most of the time, but the food was good, so everything evened out. They had a few horses to help with the cattle operation, but I wasn't wild about riding. I drove a lot of tractor and slung a lot of feed. I was there for about six weeks when things got weird. I really liked Bonnie, Don's wife. She was a down-to-earth rural type, fresh faced and rosy cheeks. She was short and a few pounds overweight. (Must have been all her good cooking. But she was a laugh a minute and fun to be around. She reminded me of Joely, a girl that I had had my first foursome with, last semester at college.) Don, her husband, was a wiry dude, about my height, though skinnier. They had one 18 year old daughter, Rebecca, who was an almost carbon copy of her mom. She had the same voluptuous curves as her mom, with one difference- she wasn't as shy about showing them off. It was late fall, but she wore skimpy stuff around the house. She'd wink at me when ever she caught my eye at the dinner table, or when she passed me in the barn. They had another son, Reg, who was nineteen and going to an agricultural college out of state. That's why Don needed the help. We'd sit around the living room after supper and watch TV. Rebecca had a sort of steady boyfriend and other friends from school and so she wasn't always around. Bonnie and Don and I would watch TV and most nights about 10, Bonnie would slap Don's skinny thigh and say, "Well hun, time for Carson and a quickie." Then she'd laugh and Don would grin and they'd head off to their bedroom. I'd head off to the bunkhouse to jerk off before I fell asleep. It was winter, and Don had to go to town for a supply run, and since I had the hang of the operation, I was left in charge. Before supper, he apparently called and told his wife that one of the tractor parts he needed was late getting in and we was going to stay overnight. Besides, it looked like snow. Bonnie was her usual self through supper, though she confessed that she hated spending nights alone. I reminded her that Rebecca was here and she said that Rebecca was going to spend the night at a friend's place to study for a test. Sirens should have been going off in my head. But I was stupid. We sat on the couch and watched TV when the inevitable happened. She turned to me with a glint in her eye and said, "How about Carson and a quickie?" I was totally lost for words. She started unbuttoning her flannel shirt. She took it off and dropped it beside her, smirking. She reached behind her to release her bra clasp. I gained my voice and said, what about her husband and she said, he knows. She asked if I wanted to see her tits- after all, she knew I'd been looking. She also knew that I had jerked of nearly every night when I went back to my room. I asked how, and she said that a few weeks ago, she sent Don out to see what I was doing. She said he came back and said I was lying on the bunk, stroking myself- and that I had a nice sized pecker. When she said this, she popped the clasp and her bra fell in her lap. With one hand she tossed it away and with the other she reached over and cupped my cramped and aching cock and balls. Her tits drooped a bit (she was over 40, after all), but since I was so horny lately, they looked great to me. She said that her husband didn't mind if she messed around with the hired help, as long as it was just sex, not anything serious. She swung a leg over me and sat on my lap and ground our denim-clad crotches together. Yeah, she was just like Joely- their body types were the same. Roly-poly Joely and Bonnie. Two peas in a pod. Her nice, big tits were right in my face so I said what the fuck, and took one nipple into my mouth and sucked it for all I was worth. She hissed and arched her back and I used my hands to bring her two globes together and sucked both nipples almost at the same time. She moaned loudly and wrapped her hands in my hair to pull me closer. She was still humping the lump in my pants and after a while she cursed and got off me. She shucked her jeans and panties in a flash, and she was naked. She told me to stand up and when I did, she leaned back on the couch and started caressing her pussy. Get naked, she said. Let me see this nice, big cock that Don said was so great. I slowly undressed, getting harder at the thought of this older woman getting off watching me. When my cock was finally in the open, she hissed and started frigging her cunt faster. Yes, she said, that's a nice one. She sat forward and grabbed my cock and brought me to the edge of the couch, and wrapped her soft lips over the tip. She started sucking, taking as much as she could into her mouth, moaning all the while. I told her that I was going to cum and she leaned back and told me to jerk off all over her. Fine with me- I love that kind of thing! I grabbed my rod and started stroking. Soon it all came to the surface, and as she sat there rubbing her clit, I let fly with a load all over her. I leaned over her and supported my body with one hand on the back of the couch. That way I directed streams of cum onto her tits and her belly. She even leaned up and took the last few drops in her mouth. I collapsed beside her while she rubbed it into her skin. I looked over at her and she looked at me and smiled. She asked how long it would take for me to recover and I said it depends. She said that she wanted to get fucked, but she wondered if I could do her a favor. I asked what it was, and she said quietly, nervously, that she wanted me to treat her nasty. Nasty? Like a whore, like a slut, like a tramp, she said. Fine, I thought. If its games she wants, it'll be games she gets. I looked at her and said, if you wanna fuck again, you'd better suck my cock. It didn't look like that registered, so I sort of yelled, now bitch! She got this look in her eye and she cowered back into the couch. Not knowing if I was gonna get a kick in the balls, I said, come on you fucking slut, suck me off. She got all flushed, but she got up and crouched in front of me and whispered, "Thank you." And she took my limp prick all the way down. It was weird, I wasn't into mistreating women at all, but I sure let Bonnie have it. I called her every filthy name in the book and she responded by giving me world class head. When I was good and hard, I asked if she wanted my cock in her, she looked up and said, yes, please. I told her to lie back on the rug and when she did, I got down and mounted her. No preamble, no nothing, I just stuck it into her dripping wet pussy and fucked her, still calling her names all the while. She wrapped her legs around me and we fucked like animals in the middle of the floor for almost a half an hour. She had, what I found out later, several little orgasms, but she was building to one big one. When she came, it was all howling and writhing. Thank god there were no neighbors. She flopped flat out on the floor. It looked like she almost passed out. I was still hard ready to go, but she begged me stop, she was so sore. I told her, look bitch, I wanna cum again, so you'd better suck me off. She got to he knees and meekly shuffled over to where I sat, leaning against the couch. She looked at me reluctantly and bent to take my prick in her mouth. Her ass was in the air and I admired its meaty, substantial form. She was good. I kept up the commentary, asking her if she liked the taste of her own pussy. She nodded, yes. I told her I was cumming and she was going to swallow everything like a good little whore and she nodded again, still sucking. When I came, she was moaning and sucking for all she was worth. When my balls were empty, she rolled off to the side, onto her back. She had two fingers jammed up her pussy. I told her to take them out and lick them dry. She hesitated and I said, now, you fucking whore. She obeyed immediately and brought them to her mouth. With her eyes closed she licked them cleaned, while pinching her nipples with her other hand. I was about to give another command when all the sudden she jumped up and started gathering her clothes, telling me to do the same. She said thanks for the lovely evening, and for being a good sport. She explained that her husband got off on being humiliated like that and she just wanted to try it. She said thanks again and she was gone, her bedroom door closed behind her. I just shook my head, got dressed and went out to the bunkhouse. ** Nothing much happened for a while. Things just carried on with us all working and Rebecca going to school. Christmas came and went and I stayed with the family. I met the son, Reg, and he was a nice enough guy. If he hadn't been giving off macho vibes like mad, I might have tried something. Then it was the New Year of 1985, and then into the spring. Although I had a chance for another round or two with Bonnie when Don and Rebecca were out of the house, they weren't all that frequent. But I didn't feel too bad about it. I had found a nice stash of porn left behind by past hired hands, and so I had something to occupy my evenings. One Sunday morning I woke up in my single bunk, with someone sucking my cock. I panicked. What would happen if Don found Bonnie out here giving me head? Oh, God, What if it was Don? I didn't have to worry. I opened my eyes and looked down the length of my naked body. It was Rebecca. It felt good, but I pushed her off and covered myself up. I asked what the fuck she was doing, and she said she was giving me a blow-job. She said that she hadn't got anything from her boyfriend for a while and she needed it. She said her parents were at church and she had faked being sick so we had a few hours before she got back. It's okay, she said, I won't tell anyone. She was wearing a flannel shirt that covered everything. She started unbuttoning it, smiling wickedly. It occurred to me that while she was doing that, she looked just like her mother had. One difference, her tits looked like they belonged on an 18-year old, and in spite of my misgivings, I let her crawl on top of me and shove them in my face. I sucked on her tits until she pulled away. My erection was back by this time, and she pulled away and shuffled up and settled down on me, trapping my cock onto my stomach. We kissed as she rubbed her wet pussy back and forth on it for a while, then got up on her knees. She grinned and took hold of it and aimed it at her cunt. She was just ready to settle down on it when she said, "You're gonna have to tell me if I'm as good as momma." What? Then she sat down on my cock. I was totally stunned! She knew about me and her mother! I was ready to boost her off me, but to tell the truth, it just felt so good. She wriggled down and down on me, and in no time I was balls deep in her. She told me that it felt really fucking good, and started posting up and down on me. I started pumping up into her, and she started groaning, loudly, and muttering fuck, fuck, fuck, over and over. I was getting ready to cum when she rolled off me and pulled me off of the bed. She jumped back on and wiggled her ass at me. Come on, fuck me doggie style! she yelled, so I stood behind her and drove it home. We got a rhythm going, when she asked me to spank her. Spank her? What kind of weird family was this? Her mother had me treat her like a whore and the daughter wants me to slap her ass while we fuck? Well, whatever gets you through the night. I started slapping her ass in time with my thrusting, and she was loving it. She came in no time at all. She was noisy and thrashing all over the bed. Her pussy just about crushed my cock as she clamped down on it with her orgasm. I kept slapping and her ass was red- it must have been sore; I wasn't fooling around. I was pretty close too, and in no time I was pumping a full load into her. That really got her going and she was moaning fuck, fuck, fuck again and again. She asked that I stop slapping her, so I gave her one or two more and then pulled out. She collapsed on the bed and I just stood there. I didn't want to snuggle with her, and none of the other beds in the bunkhouse had mattresses. So I just stood there. She gingerly sat up, and made a face. She said that I played rough, but not to worry, she liked it. Then, she leaned forward and started licking my flagging cock. I asked her if she liked it. She moaned and nodded yes. I said she was just like her mother, and she asked why. I said that her mother liked sucking my cock after I had fucked her. She looked surprised at that. I asked if she liked the taste of pussy as well, and she shrugged. I asked if she had ever done anything with another girl and she shrugged again. I asked her how she knew that her mom and I had fucked. She held my cock in her hand and stroked it. They fuck all the hired men eventually, she said. Just a second here... They? I was going to say something, but I didn't want to touch that with a ten foot pole. She asked if I wanted to hear about her and this other girl at school. I said I'd love to and she said that I'd have to fuck her again. I had been thinking that I should ask her to leave, but I quickly reconsidered. I was getting hard again with her sucking me, and so I asked her how she'd like it. She said that she'd like to ride me again. She made room and I laid down on my back. She sucked me until I was really hard and then she sat on my cock in one swift, smooth move. She had nice soft tits, and I was having fun sucking them and playing with her nipples. She started her story as we slowly fucked... "I played volleyball for my high school team. Because I'm so short, I'm a setter, and my best friend Amy, she's the best spiker in the conference. She's about five-eleven and skinny, so we were the school's mutt and jeff. We always worked hard together, before and after practice, to get it right. One day we were working together when everyone else had gone home. Amy couldn't hit a thing, she was totally useless. "I got pissed at her and asked what was wrong. She didn't have a boyfriend while I was getting fucked all the time, so that may have been it. She said nothing was wrong, so I said practicing was useless, and I was going to hit the showers. She kicked a ball across the gym and yelled, fine, go then. "She was my oldest friend, so I knew something was really bothering her. I went over to her and asked her again. She said I wouldn't understand and she said, let's go shower. "We walked through the door to the girls dressing room. There was a short hallway, then another door. Now the light in this little hallway had burnt out so when the door behind us closed, we were in darkness. I let out a scary ghost sound, but Amy didn't laugh. "I ran into her, there in the dark. All the sudden, her arms were around me and she held me tight. We were all sweaty, but that didn't matter. Scared, I asked, kind of joking. No, she said. Horny. "She whispered that it was really hard to concentrate on volleyball when all she could think of were my tits. I would have fallen down but she was holding me up. I mean, I had no fucking idea my best friend felt... that way. She said that she was really sorry and she hoped that our friendship wasn't totally ruined, but she had to say something. She wanted to fuck around with me for years now, but she couldn't bring herself to do anything. "I wasn't wild about Amy telling me all this, but I wasn't turned off either. My brother had shown me some lesbo porno mags in the bunkhouse one time. I knew what went on. "I asked her what she wanted to do, and she said, this... and she bent down and kissed me. It was really fucking nice- gentle and soft. I found myself getting into it, so I started kissing her back. She started rubbing one of my tits and that was it. I grabbed her nice little ass, and her tits and we just stood there in the dark, groping each other like rabbits in a burrow. "She ripped off my t-shirt and then my bra, and started licking and sucking my tits. My best girlfriend was sucking my tits! Fucking wild! "I slipped my hand down the front of her loose gym shorts and felt my way to her pussy. It was wet- either with sweat, or from being turned on. Turned on by me. I pushed her shorts all the way down. If this was what she wanted, she was going to get it. I had never touched a pussy except my own, but I had a good idea what would get her off. She was hunched over, latched to my tits, and I slid one, then two fingers up her cunt. Then, when they were good and wet, I started working on her clit. She was so far gone that I barely touched her and she went off like a firecracker. She moaned and started humping my hand and she came, right there. We were sure no-one was around, but she still had to be quiet, just in case. "She calmed down a bit. I had to say something. So I said, you like girls, huh? And she said, I like you. She straightened up and said real casual, wanna shower? I said yeah, and we felt our way to the other door. If anyone had been in the dressing room, there would have been no doubt about what we were doing. I was topless, her shorts were around her ankles, and we both looked like we had run the 200 meter dash, even though I hadn't even cum yet. "But nobody was there. She went to her locker and got her shower things. I got mine and we went to the big tiled shower room. "We washed ourselves. We still hadn't said anything. "I was washing my hair, I had my eyes closed against the shampoo, when I felt her behind me. First, it was just her hands, real tentative, on my shoulders. Then when I didn't do anything, I felt her tits on my back. I had my hands up in my hair, and her hands slipped around me to... to grab my tits. She was way better than my boyfriend. He was always so rough... She kept rubbing my tits and... and I was humming like I really liked what she was doing. She twisted my nipples real gentle... and I groaned out loud and pressed back into her. She slid one hand down to my pussy and started stroking my... then she slipped..." Her breathing started to get erratic. She was riding up and down on my cock as I lay there on the little bunk. She closed her eyes as if remembering the experience. I could feel her cunt working on me, and I knew she was close to cumming. "... she slipped two fingers, right into me... while she squeezed my tit, and fucked me. I reached behind her and grabbed her ass... and she... fucked... fuck... oh fuck me fuck me..." So I fucked her. And she came, and a minute later, I did too. Our breathing slowly returned to normal. I liked the feel of my cum seeping out of her pussy and apparently, so did she. She tucked her fingers between us and brought them out, smeared with our juices. She licked one finger, then brought one finger to my mouth. Without thinking, I licked and sucked what she fed me. I felt her pussy clench and she smiled. She asked me if I liked her story. I said it was good, and asked if she and Amy had done anything since. Brian's Story Ch. 03 She said they had one sleep-over since volleyball season ended and the they did go all the way, from necking to sucking each other's breasts to a full-blown 69. But Amy seemed to be freaked out by the whole thing. Later, she found a boyfriend and things sort of ended. I had been nodding off, and I didn't have the energy to kick her out, so that was the way her mom found us. ** All I remember was a slap and a howl and Rebecca was pushing me off the bed. I was buck naked, sitting on the floor as Bonnie was slapping her daughter, cursing and yelling. Rebecca was naked too, crying out and trying to fend off the blows, cowering under the sheets. All Bonnie wore was a short nightgown and a housecoat, so now and then I could see glimpses of her big tits and her cunt. It was obvious what had happened. Momma had come out to the bunkhouse for some afternoon delight with the hired man, only to find her daughter had beaten her to the punch. I wanted no part of this, so I sort of crab-crawled out from under the melee and scuttled to the bathroom. While I hid in there, I could hear the sounds of a terrific row through the door. Mother accused daughter of being a slut, and daughter called momma a whore. There were a few more slaps and mother called daughter an ungrateful bitch. Daughter countered with the fact that momma had fucked every hired hand since the late seventies, and that she had seen them doing it... And there was more of this... Screaming, slapping, crying, until there was one big howl and a pause. Then there was a light tapping on the bathroom door. I opened it and Bonnie asked politely for a washcloth soaked in cold water. I gave it to her, then closed the door. I decided to take a shower and wash all this bad shit off of me. As I dried off, I made up my mind to start looking for another job right away. This family was fucked up. It was quiet out in the main room, so I figured it was safe to go out. My clothes were in the closet, so all I had to wear was my ratty old bathrobe, so I threw it on and opened the door. I thought this family was fucked up, but not this fucked up. Bonnie and Rebecca, mother and daughter, were sprawled all over my bed, kissing passionately, running hungry hands all over each other's bodies, moaning softly. I stopped dead. I must have made some kind of noise, because they stopped, too, and sat up, looking like guiltiest people in the world. We just looked at each other; nobody said a thing. Lying there, they looked like the paintings of those big Italian women in the art books in the high school library. Gradually their embarrassment and shame turned to something else. Finally, Bonnie broke the silence. Well, you wanna join us, she asked. I was dumfounded, I wanted nothing to do with this pair, but why were my feet taking me right to them? This was incest! The idea of it should have turned me right off, but why was my cock getting hard? I know it sounds hugely hypocritical, with how my life turned out later, but I thought that this was too weird for me. Still, when Bonnie sat up and reached into the fold of my bathrobe, and wrapped her hand around my cock, I offered no resistance. When Rebecca got up and slipped the bathrobe off my shoulders, I didn't do a thing. She pressed her tits into my back and wrapped her arms around me as her mother plunged her mouth onto my hard cock. Rebecca slid around to the side to watch, rubbing her warm pussy up and down on my thigh. "That's it mom, suck him, you dirty whore," she said. "Too bad he's had a shower, or you could taste my pussy on him..." Her mom looked up at her and drew her head off my cock with a slurp and said, "If you wait a minute you can taste me all over him." She lay back on the bed and brought me with her. In one motion, as I tumbled onto her, she had my cock sliding into her well-lubed cunt. It took me by complete surprise, but reflexes took over and I started humping into her as her daughter crawled up beside us. Bonnie told me to fuck her harder, and I did. She told Rebecca to suck on her tits and her daughter wedged herself between us and obediently did so. I know it was kind of weird and at first I was sort of sickened by it, but I soon figured, what the fuck... at least they're not hitting one another anymore. Nobody's getting hurt, in fact, they both seemed to be really getting into it. They were kissing each other all over. If it weren't for my cock, I wasn't even needed. I got my knees underneath her ass, and with a better leverage, I really started fucking her. They were whispering all sorts of things to each other, like how they should do this everyday, and that they should do Rebecca's boyfriend, too. Bonnie was saying how good it felt to have a nice cock inside, and on and on, while I fucked her. But, when Rebecca started telling her mom about her adventures with Amy, Bonnie started thrusting into me moaning and thrashing about, screaming out that she was cumming. I was cumming too. She just about ripped my cock off, and in fact, I popped out of her when she went spastic. I spewed all over her belly, and all over Rebecca's face when she turned to look. She squealed with excitement and touched the end of my dink to feel the cum flowing from it. She slid down as Bonnie recovered, and took the tip of my cock into her mouth, sucking up the last of my orgasm. She moaned around it as I softened. "How's that feel, baby? You like sucking his big cock after he fucks mommy?" Rebecca moaned and nodded and believe it or not, I started to get hard again. But just as I was getting ready to fuck again, Rebecca pulled off me and started necking with her mother. They were calling each other dirty names, as they kissed and rubbed each other. Bonnie kept talking about the both of them sucking Amy's tits or going down on her boyfriend. Finally, Bonnie plunged two fingers into her daughter's cunt and started asking her if she'd ever seen Reg's cock! Rebecca said she had, but not in a while... Bonnie said that, last summer, she had accidentally walked in on her 'baby boy' while he had been masturbating in his room. She said it looked really nice, and she had thought lots about sucking on it or maybe even fucking it, if only she could get herself past the taboo of it. Yeah, as if. They continued to suckle on one another and talk, as they worked themselves up into another frothy orgasm, this time with their son, and brother as the subject of their mutual lust. I mean, I was right there, sitting beside them with a hard-on and ready to fuck! But from that point on, it was like I wasn't even there. Mother and daughter had found something better than real cock to occupy their time- a fantasy world of other partners was better. After they had both cum (and I hadn't), they rolled off the bed together and grabbed their clothes. They got dressed, still chattering away, and touching and kissing. As they left the bunkhouse, I heard Bonnie say that she couldn't wait to tell her husband all about it... I couldn't believe it. I pulled out the stash of stroke mags and jerked off. ** A few days later on, I was in the barn feeding the cattle, when all of a sudden Don was standing beside me. He looked kind of nervous as he asked how I was doing and what I would be working on next. He led me to the tack room where Bonnie and Rebecca kept all their saddles and shit, and talked about what the rest of the afternoon's work would be. I was getting ready to go back to work, when all of the sudden, he sort of mumbles that he had heard about Sunday's session with his wife and daughter. Oh, here it comes, I'm fired. But he just edged closer and said, thanks for getting them together. I stammered I had nothing to do with that, but he just said that his wife and his daughter were doing it all the time. He said that the two of them had been sleeping together every night, and although they had only let him watch, they soon might let him join in. I was flabbergasted. But then he said that him and his wife had a kind of strange marriage. I nodded dumbly. He came a bit closer and asked if I had ever, well... done anything with another man, and though I was full on bisexual in my own mind, I cautiously said no, I hadn't. He said that he had spied on me jerking off to 'guy on guy dirty books' in the bunkhouse, and so he knew I had at least thought about it. I agreed that I had thought about it, and he got real close and asked if he could, well, if I minded if he... well, sucked me off? He had seen me jerk off, and he said he really liked my cock. His wife and daughter had talked about it a lot, too. They all agreed I had... a nice cock. He wasn't a bad looking guy, and frankly, and damned if I didn't start to get hard listening to him go on and on. I could sense him gathering his courage, and he reached down and placed his hand lightly on my crotch. He smiled when I offered no resistance, and when I leaned back against the workbench, he got down on his knees and unzipped my pants as I kicked my boots off. He attacked my cock like a hungry man when he got it loose. He was all over me; rubbing my stomach, squeezing my ass, all the while sucking like a dredge pump. I was getting blown by my boss, and I couldn't have felt weirder. But sex is sex, as long as it gets your rocks off and doesn't hurt anybody. He was way better than his wife and daughter, and soon I was spurting off in his mouth and he was taking it all in, moaning like it was ambrosia. He didn't ask for anything in return, he just said thanks, and said we should get back to work. ** I was going to quit. But the letter I got from my Bubba-Lou only sped things up. My grandpa was getting sick, and they were hoping I could visit in a few weeks. That night I asked for my pay. I apologized for not giving notice, but it was an emergency, and showed them the letter. A week to the day of fucking mother and daughter, Bonnie cooked a nice meal for me on my last night and she was quite emotional, considering I was just the hired help. The three of them kept looking at me as though I was the main course. After the supper was done, and we were taking dishes to the kitchen, Rebecca sidled up to me and asked if I'd like a farewell fuck. As I was forming a reply, there were Bonnie and Don, and they were pressing in close to me, putting their hands on me asking if I'd like to join them all... Don in particular looked really hopeful- I think he would only get sex with his wife and daughter if I was there, too. But I was wrong. I politely turned down their offer, saying I had to finish packing and getting ready for the trip. And as I was walking out the door, I heard Bonnie say, "Well guys, how about Carson and a quickie?" and they all laughed. I figured they were going to start having some real fun. ** Don drove me to the Greyhound station on Monday morning. He asked if I had had a good time working for them. I said I did, and he said that anytime I was in the area, I should drop in. Bonnie and Rebecca would appreciate it. He sort of smiled when he said that. But he got serious and asked that I please not mention any of the... other things... that went on. I said it was nobody else's business. He shook my hand and handed me an envelope. Inside was an accounting of all the work I had done, a check for a couple thousand bucks and cash to get me on the bus and back home. I told him thanks, and wished him luck as I got out of the truck. He waved and drove off to find someone else to help on the farm. I thought of the family's fringe benefits, and I wished the new hired man luck, too. Whoever he was. Though I had taken one of my favorite porno mags from the stash in the bunkhouse, there were lots left for his enjoyment. Not that he'd need them. ** Instead of hopping on the first bus east, I called Irene and Gary, my old Denver landlords. But this woman answered and said they had gone skiing in Utah for the weekend. I politely asked this person who they were and they just said they were the couple's answering service. She offered me their contact number in Salt Lake. I took it. After a few more calls, I managed to track them down. Irene sounded happy to hear from me, and asked if I'd be able to come up for the week. This was Monday morning, and they'd be heading home Saturday afternoon, but she said we could get into all kinds of trouble between now and then... I changed my plans and bought a ticket to Utah. The bus ride was about 11 hours long, but I couldn't sleep. Most of the way, I thought about what I was going to do with the money. I owed my folks about half that much and I had a few odd debts to settle, and then I was free and clear. Poor, but honest. I thought that I should call Dennis and see if I could crash at his place, until I saw what was happening with my grandparents. The thought of Dennis and me getting together again, let alone what might await me in Salt Lake, gave me a hard on that I could do nothing with. Gary was there to meet me at the bus depot, and he gave a me a big hug and grabbed my bags. We made our way to the car and as soon as we were on the road, he pulled a can of Coors from under his seat and handed me a joint. He said that we had about half an hour to go until we got to the hotel, So I could relax and enjoy the ride. I smoked the doobie and drank the beer, and he handed me another from under the seat. He said that they had to bring their own since Utah was 'dry', so I should enjoy it. I tilted my head back to drink, and felt his warm hand on my thigh, sliding slowly up to my crotch. I thought about the fact that, including this time, the last two people that had felt my cock were guys. I wondered if I was turning fag. But then I thought about how much I loved tits and pussy, and realized that I should be happy getting all the action I was getting. Just thinking about all that sex made my cock hard, and Gary gave me a squeeze. I looked at him. He smiled, and settled back driving, with both hands on the wheel. I was pretty buzzed when we pulled into the parking lot and hauled my shit up to their room. I hadn't asked about sleeping arrangements up to then, so on the way through the lobby, I offered to get my own room. Gary looked at me like I was nuts. What would you want to do that for? he asked and he said that they had a suite and there's room for everyone. Everyone? Oh, he said, you haven't met Trina. She's our new boarder. You're gonna like her. When we got to the room, my eyes must have bugged out. It was huge. There was a huge window with a great view of the mountains, and a fireplace and everything. Gary led me down a hall and opened a bedroom door, saying we'd stow my stuff here for a while. He grinned and motioned for me to follow. We walked down the end of the hall and opened the double doors. This room was as big as any I had seen. And sitting on the bed was Irene, tall and blonde and pretty, dressed in a short, terry kimono. She was lying back on the huge fucking bed with a sweet little thing, she looked real young. She was wearing the same kind of kimono. Irene looked up from her magazine and tossed it off to the side when she saw us. She squealed and bounced off the bed and bounded across the room. She threw herself, laughing, into my arms and gave me a big kiss. Then she looked at me and told me how much farm life agreed with me, 'cause I looked great. I told her she looked great, too, and she gave me another kiss. This one wasn't a greeting, this was a Kiss. We ended up swapping tongue as we stood there and she started rubbing her pelvis into my hardening cock. We were engaged in this for a while, and I kind of wondered what Gary was thinking of all this. But he was sitting on the bed, with his arms wrapped around this other girl and they were starting to tear at each other's clothes. Irene looked over and smiled. Good idea, she said, and we started doing the same. As she undressed me between kisses, she told me that this holiday was a drag all week for the women, since they always had to share. They had tried to find another guy to join the party, but had struck out so far. Irene lead me, now naked, to the bed and said, that's why we were so happy to get your call- I could even things up. She sat me down on the bed, with my cock at full mast and she took the belt of her robe and untied it. She took the lapels and slowly exposed her pert little titties for me, and her shaved pussy. Fuck, she looked hot. She stood there, weaving side to side and she took her middle finger and slipped it between her pussy lips, shivering and moaning. She pulled it out and held it up to my mouth. I took her wrist and pulled her closer. I slipped the finger into my mouth and sucked at it hungrily. I grabbed her ass and brought her close. After I sucked the juices off her finger, I took one of her tits into my mouth and sucked on that one, then the other for a while. Her hands were wrapped around my head and she started moaning as my thumb made its way to her little pearl clit, and started rubbing gently. She finally got all flustered red-faced, and pushed me back onto the bed. Fuck this foreplay shit, she said, I want your cock in me. I was fine with that. She crawled up onto the bed, grabbed my cock and rubbed it along her dripping slit. She made a little squeak, and sank down to my nuts. She started rocking back and forth, keeping her clit bouncing off my pubic bone. I played with her tits and while we took a moment to get a rhythm going, I became aware of what was happening on the other side of the bed. I saw Irene take a look and smile, so I craned my neck back and saw Gary behind this Trina chick, fucking her like mad, driving his nice fat cock into the girl's upturned pussy. She started moaning into the mattress that she was cumming and began pounding back into Gary. The bed was shaking and all the sudden she wailed and grabbed her tits and froze, with her face all contorted. Gary just kept fucking her and she soon recovered enough to slide off his pumping cock and flip over onto her back. She grabbed her tits again and told Gary to fuck her. He obliged and he slid his fat cock into the girl's wet cunt and started fucking her with long strokes. He started fucking her faster and he clenched his teeth and she screamed and I could imagine his cock spewing great gobs of creamy white cum all over the walls of her pussy. That really got me going so I grabbed Irene and really got into fucking her. She was obviously turned on by the display as she began humping up and down on me with long, practiced strokes. I felt the cum churning up through my balls and I came with a great yell. This set off Irene and she bucked once or twice and froze like a statue above me. Her cunt rippled around my cock and she let out a low animal moan. I closed my eyes and pumped the last of a good load into her wet pussy. She bent down and kissed me, and said thanks. Then she fell off to the side, sighing contentedly. When I opened my eyes, Gary was hovering over me, smiling. Good to have you back with us, he said, and kissed me. I kissed him back and then we all shuffled around until we rested against the headboard. I hadn't slept for a while, and what with the excitement and pot and beer and sex, I found myself nodding off. About two in the morning, this Trina girl was at my side, dressed in her kimono. She shook me awake and told me that I should follow her. Gary and Irene were sleeping soundly, wrapped in each others arms. I followed Trina to the other bedroom. I hit the can and crawled between the covers of the big double bed. The last thing I remember was Trina saying sarcastically, what fun you are... ** When I woke in the morning, Trina was naked, and snoring softly beside me. I needed to piss again. We had our own bathroom off our bedroom. It was really nice, so I wondered what the bathroom off the master looked like. When I got back, Trina was still sleeping. I figured what I really needed was a shower, so I got my kit together and headed back to the bathroom. I was washing my tired body and relaxing my mind when the sliding door opened and Trina stood there. She was short (about 5'5'), and like I thought before, she looked really young. I couldn't see a legal secretary like Irene taking a chance with jailbait, so I just figured she looked young. She was kind of wide at the thighs and hips, and her tits weren't all that big, but she had a really pretty face, framed with chestnut brown hair. She had the same color hair on her pussy, trimmed and manicured nicely. Brian's Story Ch. 03 Awake I see, she said, and climbed in with me. She took the soap from me and motioned for me to turn so she could wash my back. So, I said, you're the new tenant. So she said, you're the old tenant. Kind of smart-mouthed aren't you, I said. And then she laughed and slapped my ass. I turned and she started washing my chest. She worked her way down to my belly and she got down on her knees and sucked the tip of my hardening cock into her soft mouth. Too bad, she said, I can't taste Irene on you. You guys fucked up a storm last night, that's for sure, she said, and soaped up my prick and balls and even washed my ass. That tickled, and I told her to stop. What, she said, you like boys and you don't like it up the ass? I said I didn't and she shrugged. She asked if I had ever tried fucking anally, and I said I hadn't really cared to. That's going to narrow things down, she said. I pulled her up and we started kissing. My cock was getting really hard and she was jerking me off. I asked her when she had first had sex with Gary and Irene, and she said as soon as they finished the first interview. She had been almost exclusively gay until she met Gary. I laughed because Gary had been almost exclusively gay until he met Irene. I said that we should go back to bed. She said we could do that, but we couldn't fuck, at least the conventional way. I asked why, and she said that Gary was the only one who could fuck her. I told her I didn't think Gary would be that possessive. She said that that was the case, because she was going to be carrying their baby. Okay... She had dropped that nugget, real casually, while she got back on her knees, still jerking my hard cock. She looked good. She gave it a lick and looked at me, all innocence. You like my tits, she asked. I nodded and she asked if I liked her face. She was pretty, so I nodded again. Well, she said, I'd really like to feel you cum all over my face and all over my tits. She grabbed my hand and brought it to my cock. I took hold and started jerking. We got out of the spray, and she knelt there, telling me how she liked my cock, and making all sorts of erotic noises. She had a couple fingers working her pussy, so I told her that I liked watching her do herself, and how it was gonna make me cum real hard, all over her. She told me to paint her, and cover her with it... We talked dirty, back and forth like that and soon, she was cumming and I was cumming, too. True to my word, I hit her face, her neck and her hair, as well as her tits and belly. She stood and we kissed, with all my slippery cum between us. We washed each other and joined Gary and Irene a while later in the main room for breakfast. ** Irene couldn't have kids, couldn't do anything because of some problem with her eggs. She was heart-broken, but she decided to make the best of it and get someone to have a baby for them. I found out later that Trina's telling of the tale was pretty close. Gary and Irene interviewed her for the vacant room, and though it didn't happen right after the initial meeting, Trina had put the moves on Irene while they washed the supper dishes that night. Irene hadn't had a woman since Dianne a few months back and she took the young girl up on it. Gary walked in as they were necking in the kitchen there, and suggested moving to somewhere more comfortable. They fucked all the time and when Irene's long series of tests came up negative, the 19-year old Trina offered to carry their child. Rather than go through the test tube crap, they just decided that Trina would throw away her birth control, and have Gary fuck her constantly, hoping she's catch pregnant sooner or later. Well, this was their first week away on holiday since making the decision, and they wanted to be sure that any child that was produced was going to be Gary's. It was good for me- Gary was saving almost all of his sperm for Trina, and I was more or less at Irene's mercy. She fucked me silly all weekend, and when I wasn't, Gary and I were ravaging each other's cocks. We got to watch Trina and Irene make tender love together- that was interesting, since Irene was almost six inches taller that Trina. Gary and I came out of the shower one time, after washing each other down, to see the two of them standing in the middle of the floor, kissing passionately. Their difference in height was almost comical. When we laughed, Irene and Trina both turned to stick out their tongues out at us. We never left the room that week. We ordered room service and we fucked. Despite being in one of the best ski areas in the Western States, all their expensive equipment went unused. They were getting ready to head back to Denver, and I was getting antsy to see my grandparents. I had gotten a hold of Dennis and he said his fold out sofa was mine for as long as I needed it. It was good to have friends like that. ** That's basically what happened. I got on the bus that Thursday afternoon and rode all night. I made it to Dennis' first thing Friday morning. And this is where Dennis' 'Briget' series begins. ** Epilog: A few months later I got two letters. One was from Irene, saying that Trina was pregnant, and their child was expected in January of '86. She wished me well, and hoped all was well. She also told me that if I was ever back in Denver, they'd be really disappointed if I didn't call. The second was from Don and Bonnie. It wasn't really a letter, just three grainy polaroids. One was of Don and Bonnie and Rebecca in bed together. Don was fucking Rebecca from behind while Rebecca ate and fingered Bonnie's pussy. I looked long and hard at that picture. All I could think was, "Who had taken it?" That was answered soon enough... They had passed the camera to Don, because in the next one, the women were stroking a load of cum from a nice big cock, belonging to Reg. I shouldn't have been surprised. The next one showed Reg, sucking his father's cock while Bonnie looked on, smiling, thumbs up to the camera. At the bottom of the first picture, were two words... 'Join us?' I wasn't grossed out. By this time, I was actually happy for them. Maybe Reg quit school and they didn't need a hired man. Maybe they'd all be happy together, and after all, isn't that what everyone wants? To be happy with the people you love? I never showed anyone the pictures, and I never replied. By this time, I had my own life to live.