4 comments/ 19624 views/ 4 favorites Meeting My Best Friend Down Under By: littlemissysweet As the plane set down on the tarmac I tingled with anticipation. Not only was I about to get off the plane and take my first step in beautiful far away Australia, but I was about to meet my best friend of 10 years. How does one meet their best friend you may ask? It all started 10 years ago when I was 15. I was not a very popular kid and spent a lot of time on the internet. Luke and I met in a (don't laugh) online Pinochle game. I played one game with him & when we realized we were the only people in the online game under the age of 50, we bonded pretty quickly. We both frequented the rooms pretty often and before we knew it, we had become friends. We started chatting outside of the game room – almost every day in fact. It went on this way for 5 years, until we finally got up the nerve to have our first cross seas phone call. We talked for hours. I can't tell you how much that first phone call from Australia to my home in NY cost, but I'm sure it was a small fortune. Our friendship has continued on the phone and on the internet ever since. After 10 years of talking, Luke finally convinced me to board the long plane ride to see him in Australia. Call me crazy, but I figured after 10 years, even the most dedicated internet serial killer would have given up so he must be safe. I knew Luke better than I knew pretty much anyone and when he begged me to accept the trip to visit him as my 25th birthday present I couldn't refuse. As the plane finally rolled to a stop and the seatbelt sign turned off with a ding, I unfastened my seatbelt & stood up to pull my carry-on out of the overhead bin. At 5'11'' I easily reached up and pulled out the small Vera Bradley duffel. I set the bag on my seat and pulled out a small mirror to examine myself. My brown eyes shown with excitement and my long brown hair had survived the 16 hour flight fairly well. My blue knee length dress was a size 10, but looked almost svelte on my slim torso and long legged frame which at my height carried the couple extra pounds I had pretty well. I shuffled off the plan and, looking at the signs in the terminal, made my way towards the baggage claim. I shivered with excitement. Would I know Luke when I saw him? I had seen many pictures over the years. I knew he was tall, about 6'2'' and slender with sun bleached blonde hair that would come to his ears if he didn't style it up in a spiky style. His eyes were green and on the rare occasion he wore glasses. I hadn't needed to worry. As soon as I entered the baggage area, my eyes were riveted to one man. I immediately recognized him as Luke and nearly stopped breathing at the site of him...he was a GOD! His skin was tanned a golden bronze. His dark jeans and crisp white polo shirt perfectly molded to his athletic frame. He was running his long strong fingers through his tousled blonde hair while his other hand gripped a bouquet of gorgeous pale pink lilies. He shuffled nervously, and when his green eyes hit mine they lit up like a Christmas tree. A sexy smile crossed his face and he started walking towards me. I quickly walked towards him – so excited to finally meet my friend. "Lillian?" he asked quietly, almost in a disbelieving voice as we reached each other. I nodded, not able to speak. His smile lit up even brighter (if that was possible) and to my surprise he grabbed me into a huge hug, lifting me off the ground. "I'm so glad you're here," he whispered into my ear with a hot breath. My heart raced as he held me tight against his muscular chest. He smelled like heaven...that sexy virile man smell that no cologne can reproduce. He set me down gently, and handed me the flowers. "My favorite!" I exclaimed excitedly. "Thank you!." "I know." He responded with a wink and a wicked smile. "Let's get your bags and get you out of here." It only took a few minutes for Luke to grab my suitcase and wheel it towards the door. I walked behind him a couple steps and couldn't help myself from sneaking a quick peek at his butt in those just tight enough jeans ...luscious was the only word for it. He stopped for a second and turned slightly, waiting for me to catch up to his strides. By the silly grin that came across his face I think he knew what I'd been looking at. "Come-on beautiful," he winked at me again. I blushed and took the few extra steps to join him. "Marcus is waiting for us with the car." Marcus is Luke's boyfriend of 6 years. Over those years of my conversations with Luke, I'd also had quite a few conversations with Marcus and we'd grown to be almost as close as Luke and I. He was Luke's total opposite in both looks and temperament. Where Nick was blonde, lithe and sun tanned, Marcus was dark and muscular with an olive skin tone. Interestingly enough, however, his personality was the lighter of the two. Where Nick was more strategic, less emotional, more serious and assertive, Marcus was gentle, more considerate, soft hearted and always quick with a joke. They were as different and night and day, which seemed to make their relationship work well. We exited into the bright Australian sun and walked towards a dark colored SUV. Against it leaned one of the sexiest men I've ever seen. Holy shit. In pictures Marcus was definitely a sexy man, but in person he was drool worthy. A black T-shirt was stretched over his bulging chest and arms. His jeans were tight in all the right places. As we walked towards him he pulled off a pair of dark sunglasses and placed them into his black hair, revealing a pain of piercing dark brown eyes. Upon seeing Luke and I, a huge toothy grin broke out on his face. He opened his arms wide and stepped forward, pulling me into a big bear hug. He pulled my tightly against his chest. My nipples couldn't help but harden as they rubbed against his chest muscles under the fabric of his t-shirt. After a few seconds, Marcus loosened his grip and I reluctantly stepped back. "Welcome to Australia babe. We're so excited to finally get you over here." Luke was already putting my bags into the back of the SUV. Marcus opened the back seat door and helped me in before walking around to the driver's seat. I was pleasantly surprised when Luke opened the back door to slide into the back seat with me rather than in the front with Marcus. "We figured you're pretty tired after the flight so we're headed back to our place so you can relax and refresh." Luke told me as Marcus navigated out of the airport parking lot. "Sounds great! I'm beat." The drive was full of excited conversations as the boys showed me the Sydney sites and peppered me with plans for the week. A couple times during the drive Luke would casually lean towards me putting his hand on my thigh. The contact though brief was hot enough to create some moisture in my panties. After about 20 minutes of driving, Marcus pulled into the driveway of a house on what appeared to be a quiet suburban street. He walked around and opened my door, helping me out of the SUV. Luke walked around back to pull my bags out of the car, and both men escorted me into the house. We walked through a bright, airy kitchen and Luke ushered me into the first of a series of doors in a small hallway. Inside, a queen size bed was covered with a black and white coverlet. The room was painted a soft shade of white while the carpet was a deep soft gray. Luke set my bags on the bed. "The bathroom is right through there, if you'd like to freshen up and meet us out in the kitchen for dinner when you're done." He said pointing to a door on the other side of the bed. He stared at me for a second, with eyes that looked surprisingly heated. "I'm really glad you're here Lillian," he whispered, looking at me for a few more seconds before he turned and walked back out toward the kitchen. Damn is that not the sexiest man ever. I turned and unzipped my suitcase, pulling out a toiletry bag and walked toward the bathroom. I stepped onto the cool gray tile and quickly undressed, eager to get out of my well traveled clothes. I reached into the shower in the corner of the room, adjusting the water temperature and stepped in under the hot streams of water. I quickly shampooed and washed my hair. I pulled what looked like a new bottle of lavender body wash off of the shower shelf and began to lather myself up. My nipples were rock hard, and I couldn't help but shudder as I ran my fingers over them. With one hand I flicked and twisted my nipples, running my other hand down my stomach, over the brown curls covering my puffy pussy lips, which I found very slick with my juices. Just being in the presence of the two very virile and sexy men had my dripping. I slid my finger in between my pussy lips, gasping as my finger tip hit my sensitive clit. I thought about the feeling of Luke's sexy muscular chest and his pecs rubbing against my nipples through my thin bra. I was sure the extra seconds of him holding me in the airport had meant nothing to him, but I could have rubbed up against him until I purred. I slipped the finger that had been slowly rubbing back and forth across my clit, down and inside myself. I sighed, thinking about the feel of Marcus's cock through his jeans when he had wrapped his arms around me outside the car. It had been bulging against my body – it must be massive. I could have sworn it was erect, but that was silly – as silly as thinking that hot look in Luke's eyes had been lustful. My hand slipped back up to rub my clit which was on fire as this point, my fingertips of my other hand continued their assault on my straining nipples. I would have laughed if I wasn't so close to cumming. I was having sexual desires for my two best friends who happened to be gay and madly in love with one another. It was silly to think that either of them harbored any sexual desire for me, but right now I didn't care. My finger flicked furiously against my clit as I thought about Luke's sexy blue eyes. I came so hard I had to brace against the shower wall to stop from falling over. I stood there for a second, breathing heavy with the water streaming down over my body. I finished rising, my now spent body and turned off the shower water. I dried myself off with one of the fluffy clean towels on the shelf next to the shower and walked back in the bedroom to find something to wear for dinner. Carefully sorting through the clothes I had brought, I picked out my favorite pair of jeans and a tight, slinky red top. I scrunch some gel in my naturally curly hair and refreshed my make-up, taking just a little extra time. The guys might be gay, but I couldn't help but want to look hot in their presence. After taking one last look in the mirror, I headed out of the bedroom and back towards the kitchen. I could hear soft music coming from somewhere in the house and something smelled amazing. I stepped into the kitchen, giddy at the thought of having dinner with these two incredible men and then suddenly stopped cold in my tracks. Luke's back was to me as he had Marcus backed up against the counter. The two men were locked in a very passionate kiss. Marcus's hands were clenching Luke's ass and Luke had his hands twisted in Marcus's hair – pulling him in as if trying to swallow him whole. I had never seen two men kiss before, much less this passionately. It was extremely hot and my nipples harden immediately. My pussy began to flutter. Marcus must have registered my presence in the room because he looked up from the kiss. His eyes bore into me with incredible heat. His mouth crooked up into a slow, sexy smile. "Wanna join?" Holy shit this was getting interesting. To be continued... Meeting My Best Friend Down Under Ch. 02 This is a continuation of my first story "Meeting My Best Friend Down Under" and the scene below picks up where I left off in the first story. I hope you enjoy! * "Wanna Join?" Marcus's words echoed in my ears over and over as I stared at the hot site in front of me. Two extremely sexy men were making out right before my very eyes. I was speechless. Luke extracted himself from the embrace with Marcus and turned around to face me. "Hi there beautiful" he said in a voice laden with passion. "Don't mind Mark and I. We were just enjoying a little appetizer." Then, as if nothing had happened, the guys broke apart entirely. Marcus walked over to stir a simmering pot on the stove and Luke moved to the table, pulling out to a chair and gesturing to it. "Have a seat and I'll pour you a drink." He said. I stared for a few seconds. My pulse was racing, my nipples hard and my pussy tingling from the site I had just seen. Marcus's invitation rang in my ears and I struggled not to shiver visibly. It was obvious now that Marcus had been jesting, but my body was already in full alert. My brain raced to process the sudden change in situation. One second I was ready to writhe on the floor naked with the two hot men and now Luke was inviting me to calmly sit down at the table for a meal. I worked to still my inner heat and walk to the chair as normally as I could muster. As I sat down, Luke leaned down from behind me breathing softly on my neck before placing a quick kiss on my cheek. "So glad to have you at our table beautiful." He whispered in my ear. My pulse shot back up again, my heart beating faster than ever. These men were driving me mad with their raw sex. I cursed, not for the first time, wishing they were straight and available. A slideshow of all the things I'd like to do to their naked bodies scanned through my head. I sighed. Luke must have heard the sigh because he looked up from the bottle of red wine he was now pouring into a goblet and quirked an eyebrow at me. "Something wrong Lillian?" He questioned. I blushed. "No, nothing at all. I was just enjoying the smell of the amazing diner Marcus must be cooking over there." The dinner did smell amazing. "Only the best for my Lillian." Marcus said, striding towards us to place a steaming bowl of pasta on the table. "I made Luke's favorite - pasta with homemade Vodka sauce. I hope you like it too." My mouth watered as I realized how hungry I was from the long day. "Thank you Mark. It looks and smells wonderful. I can't wait to try it." "Then no need to wait." He laughed and placed a generous serving on the plate in front of me. As they say in the States "Dig in." The meal was as fabulous as it had smelled. Wine and conversation flowed freely. Before I knew it we were all a little tipsy. After we were all done eating and had finished off the second bottle of wine, both guys rose up from the table. I stood up as well, picked up my plate intending to carry it off to the sink. "No, no, no." Luke stopped me, sweeping an arm around my back and steering me out of the kitchen. "Dishes can wait for another time. Now it's time for dancing." "Dancing?" I laughed at his silly statement. "I am not anywhere near dress up enough to go out." "No need. We have music, space and a beautiful woman right here. What else does a man need for dancing?" I continued laughing as Luke led me into a large open living room with dark leather furniture and a huge big screen TV. Soft music played from a stereo system set up on one wall. Marcus followed us, bringing yet another bottle of wine and our wine glasses. Luke pulled me into the room and swept me into an awkward waltz-like slow dance. Soon though, I was melted against his chest enjoying his warm, strong, lithe body pressing against mine. "My turn." Marcus said from the other side of the room. I expected Luke to release me and for Marcus to take his place, but to my surprise, Marcus came up behind me. He pressed his hot body against mine, pushing me more into Nick. His arms wrapped around my waist, his head rested against my shoulder and his groin pressed firmly into my ass. "What are you guys doing?" I giggle nervously. "Seducing you, of course." Marcus breathed into my ear. Shock reverberated through my body. What the hell was going on here? My eyes shot to Luke's, which were full of heat and desire. Marcus began kissing his way down my neck. Luke removed his hand from mine, bringing it up to my face. He pulled me in and touched his lips to mine in a very deep, sensual kiss. Marcus's hands were running up and down my arms and hips as he continued to kiss his way around my neck and grind his now obviously hard cock into my ass. My heat swam with the dual sensations. I had never even imagined being with two men, much less these two beautiful men, but now that I was in the moment I couldn't even think of stopping. Luke continued his assault on my mouth, his tongue reaching in to dance with mine while his hands ran down my side. They stop for a second as they hit Marcus's hands to caress them and then moved forward to my breasts. Marcus's hands made a path downward and began lifting my top over my head. I started to protest for a second, but realizing any words I had would be swallowed by Luke's deep kiss, I gave up and went with the amazing sensations coursing through my body. Luke lifted his mouth from mine for a second and then guided my body around so that I was facing Marcus. Marcus's mouth descended on mine with the same slow, intimate, passion as Luke's had. Luke was down on his knees behind me, caressing my ass and placing little kisses on it through the fabric of my jeans. He reached around and easily undid the button and zipper. Putting his thumbs inside the waistband he began slowly sliding the jeans over my ass and down my legs. Meanwhile, Marcus had pulled my 36C breasts out of the cups of my bra and was caressing one in each hand. His teeth gently nipped and sucked on my lip before he lowered his mouth to my breast. When he then proceeded to nip and suck on my straining nipple I gasped out with pleasure. Luke was working my thong underwear down my thighs. Wanting not to be the only naked person in the room, I tugged at the bottom of Marcus's fitted t-shirt. He helped me lift it over his head. As I ran my hands over his muscled chest, Luke stood up to come around and stand next to him, putting his hand on Marcus's back. Marcus lifted his mouth from my chest, turned his head to give Luke a long passionate kiss and then broke away to whisper something into his ear. It must have aroused Luke, because he growled deep in his throat and murmured something back so low that I couldn't hear it less than a few feet away. Both men turned their heads back to me. Marcus gripped my waist and pushed me slowly backwards until my legs brushed up against the leather of the couch. Marcus pushed downward on my hips and I obliged his silent command, sitting down on the couch. Marcus turned back to Luke who had pulled off his shirt. Marcus walked towards him and reached out a hand to cup Luke's straining erection through his pants before moving up to undo the button. As the button and zipper were released, Luke pulled off his pants while Marcus quickly removed his own. Both men were now clad in dark boxer briefs which strained to hold their equally impressive packages. Looking as me, Luke turned slightly so that I could see him in profile. He must have sensed what Marcus was about to do, because I had the perfect view as Marcus got down on his knees in front of Luke and lowered his pants to reveal a very, very hard 8 inch cock. Marcus looked at it for a minute as if admiring and then in one quick move, took the full length into the mouth. Luke groaned, grabbing a fist full of Marcus's hair and began bucking his hips, forcing Marcus to continue to take the large cock deep into his mouth. I felt a little like a voyeur, but I was so hot from the total display of masculine intimacy and hot sex that my hand found its way to my very moist pussy. My fingers flicked against my clit as I watch Marcus continue to devour Luke cock. After a few minutes of the relentless masterful blow job, Marcus released Luke's cock from his mouth. He stood up to give Luke another searing kiss before both men turned to face me again. Without a work, both men walked towards me. Marcus swung my legs up on the couch so that I was laying on it with my back and neck up against the arm. He removed his boxer briefs, laid down on the length of the couch, and lifted my legs up over his shoulders. He brought his mouth forward to inhale the scent of my pussy before burying his face in my curls. I cried out as his tongue hit my very aroused clit and flicked it. Luke lowered himself on the floor beside the couch and crushed his mouth to mine. With his hand reached out to fondle my breasts. Marcus's tongue was now circling my clit as he worked first one finger and then two inside my slick pussy. Luke's fingers pinched and gently tugged on my nipples while his tongue dueled with mine. Marcus's work on my pussy along with my state of arousal and Luke's teasing of my nipples already had me on the brink of cumming. I whimpered and Marcus nipped my clit with his teeth softly. I cried out as my hips lifted off the couch in ecstasy. Luke's mouth crushed over mine, absorbing my cries, and Mark's mouth somehow continued to ride my writhing pussy as I shuttered with an intense orgasms. As my orgasm subsided, Marcus lifted his head and shifted his body so that his hard cock lined up with my pussy. He pushed inside me, filling me with his large cock. Fully sheathed, he stopped to allow me to adjust before pulling out and then plunging again deep inside me. Luke rose to his feet and walked around behind Marcus. With my head elevated on the couch, I could see him crouch down behind Marcus and begin kissing his ass, as he had mine. Then, taking it a step further, he began slowly licking up and down Marcus's ass crack before settling on what appear to be his asshole. Marcus moaned loudly, assumedly from the dual sensation of fucking my pussy and Luke's tongue on his asshole. Luke licked a finger and then began working it in and out of Marcus's ass. After about a minute of this, he worked in a second finger. Marcus continued to groan as he began fucking me in rhythm to the movement of Luke's fingers in and out of his ass. With each downstroke, his cock fully buried itself into my pussy. I moaned with my own pleasure. Luke stood and ran his cock lovingly over Marcus's ass before pushing inside him. Marcus stiffened for a moment, and then I saw a look of pure pleasure washing over his face. He fucked me gently for a second, getting used to the rhythm of Luke's hard cock in his ass. Then they both picked up the pace. Within a minute, they were both pounding their hard cocks -- Luke into Marcus's ass and Marcus into my pussy. I ground as Marcus hit my G-spot and continued to hit it on every thrust. We continued this was, all of us caught up in extreme passion until I felt Marcus's cock twitching in my pussy. The feeling of his hot cum spurting inside me put me over the edge and I began cumming with what could only be called a scream. His clenching ass muscles must have had a similar effect on Luke, because he let out a moan of his own as he came deep within Marcus. All of us spent, we collapsed. I lay on the couch panting, while Marcus and Luke half sat, half draped on the couch next to me, Marcus in Luke's lap. Both men gently ran their hands over me as Luke nuzzled Marcus's neck. Marcus turned his head to give Luke a gentle kiss. Luke then turned to look at me and placed a similar kiss on my lips. "What do you say beautiful? Time to get some sleep?" I could only sigh in response as both men helped me off the couch and pulled me down to the end of the hallway into a dark bedroom. We all crawled into the bed and I felt the covers being pulled up over my body. A gentle kiss was placed on my head with what sounded like a "good night beautiful" but I was so tired I honestly couldn't have told you what man it was from. I felt warm arms wrap around me and I settled into the pillow, falling into a welcomed sleep. I woke a short time later to find my head resting on a masculine chest. I pried open my eyes and lifted my head slightly to see it was Luke I rested on. Marcus was at his other side, his body curled into the contours of Luke, his hand resting over Luke's heart. What the hell had just happened? Somehow I had just had a sexual encounter with my two best friends. Even crazier, they were clearly in deeply in love with one another. Why had then included me in this? I thought about their words earlier around "seducing me". Was this planned? I wasn't sure. There was one thing I was sure of though. Looking at Mark's hand on Luke's heart, I hoped that our night of passion hadn't started something that would create a rift between them. Tomorrow would bring those answers I guessed. Sighing I rested my head back against Luke's chest and fell back asleep.