1 comments/ 31276 views/ 3 favorites Virgin No More By: Acktion Normal is relative. A person who lives in the northern part of the contiguous United States will sweat in Florida while a native will be wearing long sleeves and feeling a chill. We think nothing of what we are used to and are taken aback when someone even hints that we might not be normal. Nowhere is this more relevant than with sex. Our first time marks us, defines us, sets our version of sexual normal. And to get a hint that we might not be sexually "normal" hits us in that inner core where our younger version of ourselves still believes in monsters under the bed. Fight or flight kicks in. And so, I find myself sitting here with a half pack of cigarettes, a stiff alcoholic drink, and a blank screen waiting to be filled while she is probably almost home. Abandoned by yet another lover when I pressed against boundaries I didn't recognize in time. Again. And I wonder what my life would be like if my first time had been different. If I would be sitting here alone while yet another lover ran from me. It may surprise some people to read that not all football players bang cheerleaders in their short skirts up against the field house door when the game is over. I know because I was on the football team and actually something of a local celebrity, even as a lineman. Oh, how different my life might be now if I had managed to pull one of those little skirts up and sink my cock into their waiting pussy. No, the only relevance that football and cheerleaders has to my first time was that it was in front of cheerleaders and about a thousand fans, that I had my leg broken. I wish, how I wish, that my first time might have been with some cute candy striper or nurse while I was getting my leg set. But, no. No, I think my life would have been so much simpler if that had been the case. But it didn't happen that way. As it happened, about a month after my leg was broken, along with any hopes of continuing my football career, we went to visit my best friend in the middle of oil field hell. My mom, being the coolest mom ever, drove me the four hours to spend the weekend with him about once a month. I didn't know at the time that she was having an affair with his dad. Egocentric little bastard wasn't I? I thought it was all for me. Hey, I hadn't even gotten a finger wet, much less my weiner. Cut me some slack. Or don't. I think it was my utter cluelessness that caused things to fall out the way they did. Cory and I hopped in his car not long after I arrived and left to go spend the night with a friend of his. I say hopped because about eight pounds of my body weight was plaster cast at that time. The only way I was getting anywhere was on crutches, or hopping very carefully. The reason we were spending the night with his friend instead of with his family during my visit was very simple. You just don't bring beer into your friends ex-marine drill instructor turned preacher father's house when you aren't legal drinking age. Not if he was home. Or the marijuana Cory was going to smoke either. Yes, believe it or not, the beer and the alcohol was all for him. I didn't partake of the former at the time, and have not, so far, partaken of the latter either. But, I liked hanging with him and wasn't going to kill his buzz. To my surprise, Jason's little sister was home and hung out with us. I had no idea what to make of this since I had met her before, briefly, and she was the girlfriend of one of Cory's other friends. That, and you just don't pop open a can and roll a joint with your sister or your friend's sister in the room. Do you? But, they did. And she was toking and swigging right along with them. I was a little mellow myself from my pain pills and all the smoke in that room while we watched a movie. I don't remember what movie it was but I do remember turning to say something funny when I saw Jason asleep and Cory and Sara getting into some heavy making out and petting on the bed behind him. Jesus Christ! I could see their tongues dancing between their hungry mouths. His fingers were inside the leg of her shorts. Her's were flexing in his lap. I turned my head back to the television, unsure what to do or say. Bad enough that Cory was messing around with his friend's girlfriend. Worse, they were doing it with her brother asleep just inches away. But, I was awake and could see them. I tried to focus my attention on the movie, but the sounds from the bed kept drawing it away, though my gaze didn't move again. Finally, I could stand it no longer and got up to go to the bathroom. "You what?" you might very well ask. Yeah, I got the fuck out of there. I was chicken shit. I was a virgin. Remember? What would you have had me do? Whip out my cock and jack off right there? Maybe I should have. Things would have gone very differently if I had. Things would be going very differently for me now, if I had then. But, no. I got up and went to the bathroom and jacked off until I came, which didn't take very long the first time. Sara was there when I opened the bathroom door. I almost fell. I froze with one hand on the door knob and the other on my crutches. She didn't say a word. I have always thought that was strange. Not one single word touched her lips as she stepped forward and slipped her hands under my shirt and locked her mouth on mine. Isn't it crazy the things that run through your mind when you are getting your first real kiss. I mean, I had kissed girls, sure. I wasn't a stranger to french kissing even. But not like Sara kissed me that night. I remember wondering what I had eaten that day. If she could smell it, or taste it. I remember thinking how strange it felt to be kissing someone so much shorter than me since not many girls only came up to my chin. And then my brain turned off for a few moments. Her lips were so soft and sweet. Her hands rubbed my hairy chest under my shirt. I lost my balance and fell against the sink counter beside the door. She followed me. Her warm mouth seemed to suck the very air out my lungs as her tongue sought mine. My recent efforts for relief counted for nothing as the blood rushed back into my cock, sending it straining against my sweats that were all I could wear over my cast. I don't remember moving my hand, but I must have because suddenly the second breast I had ever held was filling my palm under her shirt. Shit. Shit. Shit. This was so wrong. Jimmy wasn't exactly my friend. More a friend of a friend. But, you just don't fuck around with another guy's girl. And she was already fucking around with Cory. While Jason was asleep just feet away. Pulling back from that kiss was quite possibly the hardest thing I have ever done. Pushing her away from where she was hunching against my cast was probably the second hardest. The third was probably walking out of that bathroom and back into Jason's bedroom while she just looked at me. If I had to put a name to the look in her eyes, I would say innocence. That sounds strange in this context. Believe me, I know just how strange it sounds. But there was a look there that can't be described with any other words. She wasn't lost or confused. But, she was watching me like she didn't have a clue what I was doing but was just waiting to see what it was. As I turned and walked away. Cory asked me if I was all right as I sank down in the chair just inside the bedroom door. I nodded and made a show of adjusting my leg with my hands. I was probably pale and sweating. I felt dizzy and a little nauseous from what had just happened. I had just french kissed and felt up a girl my best friend was fooling around with on her boyfriend while her brother slept right next to them. And, God help me, I wanted to go back and do it again, and more. However much more she would let me. I almost freaked when she came back in the room. What I would have done if she had started kissing me again, I don't know. But, she didn't. Instead, she moved to the bed where Cory lay and straddled him and started kissing him again. I watched Cory's hands slide over where the shorts were molded to her ass and slid up under the cropped shirt she wore. What the fuck was going on? One minute, she is giving him a handjob. Then she's tangling tongues with me. Then she is back on top of him letting him feel her up! I stared as his hand caressed the tit I had held just moments ago. My cock throbbed as I remembered the feeling of her skin in my hand. This was wrong, so very wrong. I turned my gaze back to the television, trying not to pay attention to the hot, sexy scene next to me. Jesus, she was dating another guy. Her brother was right there, asleep. And what about her parents? What if her fucking parents walked in? Jesus H. Christ! I couldn't take anymore when his hands began sliding inside the waistband of her shorts and bolted from the room once more. Back in the bathroom, I fisted my cock furiously once more. This time didn't take any longer than the first as I thought what it would feel like to have that hot body straddling me. I wiped the streamer of cum that had hit the seat instead of the water and flushed. At the sink, I looked into my eyes and tried to figure out what was happening. I walked back into the hallway. I hadn't shut the door well when I fled this time. It was open just a crack. Just wide enough to see her head bobbing up and down over his crotch. Holy fuck! I couldn't go back in there. I just couldn't. I don't know whether it was the pain pills getting to me, the two times I had jacked off, or the lust that was still raging through me, but somewhere I came up with the mixed up idea that I should lay down in her bed with the covers over my head so that if her parents should check, they would see a body. I know it was a totally fucked up, stupid assed, lame brained idea now. I know that they would have just had to look in her brothers room to see her sucking on my best friend's cock. I know they would have just had to pull the covers back to see I wasn't her. I know! I'm not an idiot. I wasn't in my right mind at the time. And I thought I had fucked up when my eyes flew open to a hand on my shoulder. I could just make out the clock on the nightstand. It had been a half hour. Oh I was so fucked. What was I going to say to her mom? Or worse, her dad when he came running to see what all of the yelling was about? I was so dead. Except it was Sara, not her mom, when I rolled over. My mouth opened to try to explain what I was doing in her bed. But, no words would come. I probably looked pretty damned stupid laying there, in her bed, with my mouth open, trying to figure out how to say my being there was a good plan. Sara's face leaned over mine. Her mouth touched mine. Her lips parted and her questing tongue licked my lips. One slim leg swung over to straddle my hips and I was lost. I had no thought in my mind about Cory, Jason, Jimmy, or her parents. I just wanted to feel this beautiful girl above me. To taste her. To... to... I didn't know exactly what I wanted, so I asked her. "What do you want?" I whispered into her mouth. "Whatever you both want," She whispered back. Both? Both? What the hell did she mean both? I glanced to the side and nearly yelled when I saw Cory standing there. He was leaning against the door jam. His cock was in his hand, making slow lazy strokes. Sara lifted one hand to him. He stepped towards her. Her hand wrapped around his dick and pulled him closer. I had a close-up view as her beautiful mouth that had just been kissing me engulfed him. That was so incredibly hot, I almost came right there and then. Her hips pressed down on me, trapping my erection in an uncomfortable position. I grabbed her hips and lifted her off it. Sara moaned around the my best friends cock and tried to press her full weight against me lifting her, tried to settle her crotch over mine. "Get those sweats off of him," I heard Cory's voice say. She let go of him with a pop as she pulled her mouth off. She shimmied down my body like a squirrel down a tree. Her fingers in my waist band were puzzling. Why was she doing that? And why was Cory stripping off his shorts? "Dude," Cory said from somewhere far away. "You gotta lift your hips so she can get them off you." Lift my hips. Right. Have to lift my hips so the nurse can help me change. But the nurse never did that before. My brain snapped back from neverneverland as something warm and wet followed the cool November night air as my cock was freed. I wasn't still in the hospital. It was a month later. And this wasn't a nurse helping me change, it was a friend of a friend's sister. If her tongue on my lips and tongue was exquisite, her tongue on my member was rapture. If it had been possible to die from pleasure, I would have. I felt something tight and looked down my body to see her nose resting in my pubic hair with the entire thing in her mouth. I was in her throat! My first ever blowjob and a girl who only came up my chin, a girl who didn't look like her small mouth and slender neck could handle a carrot was deep throating me. Cory was pulling her off me and I raised a hand in objection. My prostests died on my lips as she lifted her arms to the ceiling so he could pull her shirt over her head. The moment it was off, she dropped back down and began licking my cock with that delicious tongue. I was mesmerized as she slathered first one side and then the other, her eyes staring into mine the whole time. Suddenly her mouth engulfed me again and she slammed nose first into my pubic region. It almost hurt. She pulled her face back and slammed it down again. "Oh, yeah, slut." Cory hissed. "Fuck that cock with your face." I bristled at hearing her called a slut. I might have said something, but she did what he said and began quickly slamming her mouth up and down the length of my cock. The sight and feeling was erotic enough to keep me stirred up. The painful jarring as her teeth hit my pubic bone was enough to keep me from exploding. Suddenly, she froze and mewled around me. I raised up on my elbows to see what Cory had just done, but could only see the top of his head over her now naked ass. The feeling of her tongue on my balls while my cock was still in her throat drove me flat on my back. I wanted more! My hands were gripping at her hair and pulling her. The air felt so cold on my saliva coated cock. She tried to go back down, but I kept pulling her. I wanted her mouth on mine. I wanted to be able to explore her body with my hands. I wanted, and she gave willingly, once she figured out what I was after. Her smooth skin was so soft beneath my calloused fingers. Her mouth was so warm sucking at my tongue. The smell of her hair as it curtained our view was intoxicating. "Dude, either put your dick in her or move it out of the way so I can." I felt Sara's small hand wrap around me and then something else as she sank lower on my body letting me see Cory grinning at me over the top of her head. "Oh, yeah. Take that cock in your little cunt bitch. Then I'm gonna put mine in your ass." Sara shuddered atop me. I barely had time to marvel that the warm tight feeling wrapped around me meant that I was no longer a virgin. "Do it. Fuck my tight little ass while I milk his cock with my pussy." "Oh, yeah, you dirty little slut. You'll like that won't you. Feeling my hard cock in your little asshole while you fuck my friends cock with your cunt." "Jesus, Cory." I glared at him. "Don't call her a 'slut', dude." "But she is. Aren't you, Sara? Tell Kevin what a little slut you are." "I'm a nasty little cock slut," Sara murmered into my neck as she started kissing it. "I love cock. God, do I love beautiful hard dick! I'm a slutty little fuck slut and right now I want Cory's fuck pole sliding in my nasty brown shithole while I try to milk your cum with my cunt." A part of me wanted to gag at her filthy language and lurid imagery. Another part of me was so turned on it didn't matter. Maybe it was the dirty talk or maybe it was the soft, delicate tones she was saying it in as her breath caressed the skin of my throat on it's way to my ears. Or maybe it was just the way she squeezed me with her tight pussy over and over as she said it. But, either way, if I hadn't already jacked off, twice, it would have been over right there. "I've dreamed of two cocks at once ever since I had my first," Sara was almost whining now. "Tonight, I'm gonna have it. I'm gonna have my two for one. I need it. I want it. Do it. Do me, Cory. Do my ass. Shove it in meeeeeeeeeeee aiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee." Cory grunted with effort and I felt something pressing along the length of my shaft, sliding past me to catch up with me inside her and I realized he had done it. My best friend's cock was inside the sphincter of this hot little minx shuddering above me while I was buried in her pussy. She gasped for breath. I could feel her little body pressing into mine. My first time was a double penetration of a beautiful girl with my best friend. There was so much wrong with that concept. And yet, in some ways, it felt so right that he should be there too when I fucked a woman for the first time. And yet so wrong that he was fucking the same woman at the same time. My brain twisted and wrenched as it grappled with what was happening. Then Cory began to pull back. Whether it was the feeling of his dick just the other side of the barrier seperating us pressing against me, or the shudder and whine she gave, it was too, too much. My balls emptied their third load of cum that night deep inside her just as Sara atop me and Cory atop her began to move. My leg twinged as I tried to press my hips deeper into her, stopping my movements. I gasped in pain and grabbed at my leg. "Are we hurting you, dude?" Cory asked. "Are we hurting your leg?" Gritting my teeth, I shook my head. Hell, they could have gone after it with a ball ping hammer and I would have shaken my head. I had no idea if this was wrong or right, but I damn sure didn't want it to stop. I had no idea back then that it was unusual for a guy to manage to keep going through climax and stay erect. Perhaps it was because I wasn't the one doing the work. Maybe it was because that warm, wet, tight little pussy kept squeezing and sliding and squeezing and sliding. Or maybe it was the feel of a cock on the other side of her pernium that was sliding along mine in counterpoint. Maybe it was the dirty things Sara kept whispering into my hairy chest between gasps, pants, and grunts. I have no idea why I didn't go soft and have to rest only that I didn't. "I'm going to paint your guts with my cum," Cory panted. "Do it," Sara panted. "Blast up inside me so hard it will take me a week to shit it all out." "I'm about to." "Do it." "Here it comes." "Do it!" I was half mesmerized and half disgusted by their filthy exchange as I felt a twitch and spasm from the other side of that wall. Sara bit into the flesh of my chest as Cory grunted and thrust deeper into her than he had been so far. I winced and gritted my teeth against the pain as her teeth indented and almost broke the skin. I could feel Cory's heavy weight pressing her down into me. It felt like it should smash her between us. I was amazed her slight frame could take it. I was surprised she wasn't complaining. Then she did complain, but not in the way I thought. "Take your limp dick over there somewhere and rest." Sara's muffled voice said. "I've still got a hard one in my cunt and you're killing my buzz." Cory just laughed and then his weight was gone. Sara sat up and began to grind herself on me while her finger dug through my chest hair. "You feel so good." She moaned. "Does my little cunt feel good wrapped around your throbbing cock?" I could only nod as she began moving her hips around in a circle. Her nipples seemed to hypnotize me. My hands move to cup a breast in each. Her hands left my chest to press mine harder against her. Virgin No More "My nipples," Sara panted. "Play with my nipples." They felt like pebbles against my palms. I shifted my hands and took each between a thumb and forefinger. "Yeah, pinch 'em." Sara whined as her hips lost the circle and began moving forward and back and faster. "Pull them. Harder. Tear them off and take them home for a fucking souvenier." She snarled. Her hand dipped between us and I felt her fingers moving against the base of my shaft. I was fascinated with the way her nipples were pulled out away from her by my pinching fingers as I rolled the pebbles of them. "Oh shit. Oh fuck. Oh! Goddamitmotherfucking CUMMING!" Sara shuddered hard and slumped forward into my hands. I could feel her spasming around me even tighter. It passed pleasure and started to hurt a little. In reflex, I started trying to move, to pull out, away from the painful pressure. "Oh God," Sara's eyes sprang open and fixed on mine. "Don't move. Don't move. Don't fucking m- shhhiiiiittttt!" I almost screamed as she tightened even more and began writhing in my hands. Her eyes rolled up. My mouth felt dry as I wondered whether she was having a seizure or something. Blasts of wetness coated my crotch. So much that I thought for sure she had lost control of her bladder. "Nice!" Cory called from a chair across the room. "Cum all over that cock you filthy bitch!" What the fuck was he talking about? Couldn't he see that she needed help? We had done something to her. We needed an ambulance. I moved my hands to her hips to lift her off me. She threw her head back and screamed. "Oh, Jesus God. Please don't." She babbled. "Please don't move. Please. Oh fuuuuuucccckkkk." She began flopping around like a land bound fish. I know that isn't a sexy description, but I don't know any better words. Her head and body were twitching in completely different directions. Her arms were swinging out and in and up and down. It looked like she was being electrocuted and I had no idea what to do. I shifted my hands around her and pulled her down atop me. The top of her head hit me in the chin. I captured her head in my hand to stop it from hitting me again and stroked her back over and over. It sounds ludicrous that I was coddling her like some colicky baby, murmering "shhh, shh" while I stroked her back while she came down from what I now know was an incredibly intense three rapid fire orgasms. What can I say? I was very sexually naive. "Oh my fucking god," Sara turned to look at me and writhed her way up my body to kiss me. "That was fucking incredible. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you." I was totally confused. Why was she thanking me for some epileptic fit? "I'll say." Cory piped up. "My cum is leaking out of your ass and mixing with your girl cum to coat his dick and balls." "No way, let me see." Sara spun around so her face was near my crotch again. Her crotch suddenly over my own. Something wet hit my face. I shied away from it, not wanting to think what it might be. "Yup, it's all messy. I should clean it up." My hand slapped down on the bed as I felt her tongue lightly touch my balls like a feather tickling me. Oh, I wanted, God how I wanted... what, I wasn't sure, but I wanted it. My head arched back into the pillows. My back arched as I thrust my hips upwards. "Ooh, this beautiful strong cock seems to like me." Sara cooed. "Does your cock like me, Kevin? Does it want me to suck it clean?" A stream of air blew across the smolder embers in my loins. I gasped and thrust upwards again. Sara giggled. "Do you want to fuck my face with this nasty sweaty cock smeared with my girl cum?" "Yeeeessss," I hissed. "Oh please." "Or maybe your balls want some attention too. Poor little guys aren't getting any attention with this huge sexy cock overshadowing them." Some in my mind snapped. My hands wrapped around her ass cheeks and I pulled down. Hard. Bliss. I felt her choke and gag. She was pulling back. Her mouth slipped off my cock and her pussy hit my chin. "Holy shit!" Cory laughed. "Did he just fucking gag you? I didn't think you could gag on a cock." "He just surprised me, that's all. I'll be ready for him this time." I shoved down again. My fingers slipped a little. I shifted to get a better grip. In doing so, I pulled her ass cheeks apart slightly. The sound of her retching almost set me off too. Her crotch damn near broke my nose. All I could see was stars for a minute. "Aww," Cory cackled. "Did bitty baby sister finally find a cock that was too much for her wittle mouf?" "Fuck you, cocksucker. You try it." Sarah laughed back. "No thanks," Cory's voice was getting closer. "But warm up on this one before you try him again." The stars in my vision cleared to find Cory peering at me over her well proportioned ass. "Oh yeah, man." Cory chortled. "Nice fucking view." Right in front of my eyes, he pressed his thumb in her ass and two fingers in her pussy. She squealed. It sounded like she had something in her mouth. I could feel her fingers and the cold air on my own cock and knew that it must be Cory's cock in her mouth. Then the coolness went away, as I was enveloped in her mouth. "Lick her pussy, man." I stared at Cory, unsure what he was talking about. Sarah moaned and the coolness washed over me again as she switched cocks. At least I suppose that was what happened since I could hear slurping sounds again, but it was only her hand on mine. Her puss moved closer to my face. Cory's fingers were in it. I had no idea how he thought I was supposed to lick her with his stubby fingers in the way. I stretched out my tongue, trying to touch her instead of his hand. She squealed again. I could see her vagina and sphincter clench on his fingers. The warmth was back, I was the one in her mouth. I found a small nub just where the lips formed a v-shape. She squirmed atop me when I hit it, so I did it again. A gush of fluid hit me in the face. I was sickened to think she might have pissed on me for a moment. But, then I remembered Cory had called it cum. Curiousity overtook me and I licked some in my mouth and swallowed it. It tasted like honey coated strawberries. I licked some more. The vibrations she was making around my cock felt magnificent. "Yeah, man. Lick that fucking cunt cum." Cory was moving his fingers in and out of her above me. "Fuck this is so hot, I can't fucking stand it. I need some of that. Turn around bitch." Wondering what was going to happen next, I watched as Cory's head disappeared from view. Sara almost seemed to pivot where her mouth was on my cock. I watched as Cory stepped up behind her. He pulled her towards him. Her mouth slid to the end of my dick, then moved forward to engulf me once again. I raised up a little on my elbows and looked down the length of her spine to where Cory's hips were just behind her ass cheeks. His hips weren't moving. Instead, he had her hips in his grip and was sliding her back into him then pushing her forward into me. One of Sara's small hands pressed against my chest. I let her press me back against the bed. I looked down my body to see her trying to look at me through a curtain of hair. I wanted to see it. I wanted to see her mouth on me. I caught her hair in both hands and swept it up into a pile on her head. It was beautiful. She was beautiful. My aesthetic appreciation was short lived as she let me fall from her lips. I watched as she shifted and then felt a wet sensation on my testicles. I moaned and closed my eyes briefly as she took my ball sack into her mouth. I could hear Cory grunting and a slap-slap-slap as he thrust into her. Her face was pressing into my nuts. Not hard. Just press-release-press-release as Cory fucked her into me. "You need to try her ass, Kev. You've had her mouth and her cunt. Get her ass." "Umm." I glanced up at Cory. "Can't stand dude." "Not a problem. She can sit on your fat cock with her shitter." "Ah, I'm not sure I can do that, Cory." Sara pulled her face out of my crotch and her first frown of the night marred her beautiful face. "I have to relax and... Well, it's one thing to be there on my hands and knees and relax while one of you studs pops the head of your cock in me. I don't know if I can relax while I'm trying to sit on it." "Try it." Cory shrugged. "If it doesn't work, you can fuck him with your cunt again while I fuck that ass for you. Or we can try something else." "Ok." Sara's grin was like a glorious sun rise. When the night began, I was a virgin. Now, so far, I had had my dick in a girls pussy and mouth and soon in her ass. I had never imagined in my wildest dreams that sex could be like this. Sara knelt above me, facing away. I watched as she took me in her hand and guided me where she wanted me. She grunted and pressed down. My dick bent slightly. I winced and grabbed her, lifting her up. "I don't think this is going to work." Sara looked over her shoulder at me. "Sorry about bending your wang outta whack." "Here, try this." Cory said. "Put your legs between his. Kev, can you move your cast over just a little?" Sara stood above me as I sat up to do so. Her tight ass was mere inches from my face. It looked so edible, I wondered what it would be like to bite it. She jumped and squealed when I did, falling forward into Cory's arms. "Easy there. Be careful of his leg." "Fuck his leg! He just bit my ass!" Sara was trying to keep from giggling as she gave a little pout and rubbed her cheek. "I thought you wanted to fuck his cock, now you want to fuck his leg? You are a kinky little slut, aren't you?" "Asshole!" Sara snickered. "Right," Cory pushed her towards the bed. "Now, put your legs between his and take that cock in your asshole." Sara did as he said, but the second attempt wasn't any more successful. I winced again. "Cory, dude." I gritted through my teeth. "I don't think this is happening, man." "It will, it will." I knew that tone. All too well, I knew that tone. When Cory got his mind made up, and used that tone, you might as well give in. Because it was going to happen. Whether I wanted to or not, whether she wanted to or not, and no matter how uncomfortable it might be for one or both of us, my cock was going to end up inside her ass before the sun came up. I wasn't sure which of us I pitied more. "Sara, lay back on top of him." She did. I put my arms around her and almost absently began to fondle her tits, wondering just how he was going to get us there. I could feel her just a little above the very tip of my glans. "Now, play with your pussy." Ok, that wasn't where I had imagined this going. Not anywhere close to where I thought this might go. Maybe I was wrong about his tone. "That's the way, bitch. Work that cunt with those little fingers." "I am fuckwad. What? Do you want me to put three up in me?" Her tone was not quite right. She didn't sound like she was pissed. She sounded the same as she had all night. It was low and slow. Sexy. Not loud and snarling angry. "Yeah, put a third finger up that gash, whore." "Unh.. like.. uh... that?" "You tell me, slut. How does it feel?" "It feels fucking full." I could feel both of her arms over mine flexing and twisting and working. I couldn't imagine what she might be doing with both hands down there. I guessed one was inside of her, but what was the other doing? Well, yeah, I know now. But, this is now. That was then. And even in my rapidly diminishing innocence, I couldn't picture one hand with three fingers inside her pussy and the other hand working her clitoris. Truthfully, I didn't try very hard. I was entranced by the smell of her hair and the feel of her pert breasts in my hands as I rubbed them around and around. I felt a hand on my cock and I figured that was what her other hand was doing. "Ok, man, push down on her shoulders. Slow and easy." Unthinkingly, I did as he said. I felt something not unlike when her pussy was slipping over me, but tighter. And rougher. So tight and rough, it pulled at the skin of me as it slid past. "Oh my god," Sara gasped. "It's fucking huge. I don't know if I can-" "Oh, you can. You want it, don't you." "No." "Yes, you do." Cory laughed. "Admit it, bitch. You want to take that massive cock right up your shitter, don't you." "No." Sara whined. Her hair whipped back and forth across my face as she shook her head. "Ok, well, no means no." Cory laughed. "Lift that bitch off you, Kevin and let's go to sleep. I was gettin' kind of tired anyway." "No." Sara panted. "You said that already, little sis. So, we won't. We'll put the big bad cock away and you can say your prayers and go to sleep like a good little girl." "Fuck you, you mother fucking shit for brains. Push me down. Push me down on it. Fuck my shitter with that massive prick!" Sara began to push down harder and harder. It was really starting to hurt more than feel good. Suddenly, there was a stange pop and that tight, rough feeling almost seemed to leap further down my length. "Fuck! Douche bag mother fucker!" Sara yelled. "It's in my ass. His fucking thick ass dick is in my fucking shitter! Are you god damn happy now?" "Are you?" Cory asked quietly. "Oh fuck yes." Sara whispered. "I just need a minute. Just a minute. Just don't move. Kevin, please don't move." I wouldn't have dreamed of it. I felt like I had whiplash. One minute they were yelling and sounded like they might be getting angry. The next, they were whispering to each other just like they had been. First, she is saying no, then she is impaling herself on me. Hell, I couldn't decide if it was uncomfortable or if it felt good. I didn't know if I wanted any further in, but I wasn't sure I wanted out either as I felt her tense and release around me. Then she began to grunt and move just a little. "Here, dude. Hold these." I had almost passed the point of being startled by anything that occured by this point, but having Cory over us and placing her legs in my hands was passing strange even for this strange night. Somehow, her arms were trapped by mine along her legs. She didn't even try to get them loose, just gripped her own legs by where my hands were twisting around to grip them. I felt that familiar pressure running up the length of my shaft and knew that Cory had entered her other hole. Once again, both of our cocks were inside of her, seperated by that thin membrane. There were no words from either of them now, just wordless gasps and grunts as they rutted away atop me while I was firmly embedded in her tight sphincter. Her legs were shaking continuously in my hands. The pleasure built and built and I was so close to cumming for the fourth time. I began to thrust upwards with my hips slightly and felt myself slipping further and further in. Then Cory gave a hard thrust and grunted. I could feel him twitching inside her. She tightened down on me and moaned. I thrust as deep into her as I could and felt my cum burning through my shaft in spurt after spurt. She screamed and went bonelessly limp. "Ok, let her legs down, man." Cory sighed and I felt his weight shift off of us. I let go of her legs and Cory eased them down outside of mine. "Damn, dude. She fainted." Cory laughed. "Here, let me help get her off of you." "No, that's all right." I wrapped my arms around her and held her tightly. "She's not heavy. She's fine." "All right, man. Whatever you say." Cory chuckled and held his hands up in surrender. "I'm gonna slip out and get some rack. You sure you're okay?" I nodded wordlessly and turned to look at the window as I thought about the nights events. I could see faint steaks of pink down near the horizon. "So, how was your first time?" I looked back to see Cory looking at me from the doorway with his clothes in his hands. "It was... different than I thought it would be." I admitted. "It was good though, right?" Cory chuckled. "Who is the best friend ever?" "Um. Me?" I grinned at our old joke. Cory laughed and flipped me the finger as he turned to walk away. Leaving me to ponder all of the firsts that had happened to me that night as I held the body of the girl who had given it all to me. Me and my best friend. And that is I how I lost my virginity. If you think about it, I'm sure you can see where I might have gotten confused about certain things. From the simplest, that not ever woman enjoys anal or not everyone enjoys multiple partners to the more complex that not every woman is multi-orgasmic or enjoys being "talked dirty to" in bed. It took awhile for me to get more active as well, rather than laying back and letting them ride me. I'm still working on it, even after all this time. But, still, woman after woman will grab their clothes and all but run from my bedroom. I think it was that night with Sara and Cory that spoiled me for other women and they for me. Although it could have been the next morning... But, my glass is dry and I am out of smokes. So, that is a story for another time I suppose... Virgin No More "Hey Jim, you enjoying the party?" I looked up, and saw that it was my host, Bruce, walking up to the couch I was sitting on. I was a co-worker of his sister, and she was constantly bragging about his parties, and that I should come to one with her. I gave in, more out of curiosity than anything, and here I was, sitting on his couch, drinking his mojito, and people watching. "I am, thanks Bruce, just taking a load off for a minute." "Sounds like a good idea, I'll join you." He eased into the other seat of the two-seat sofa, balancing his wine. "You have a great house." It was great, a two story place, one level below a McMansion, Bruce was a software developer with at least one nice patent, or so it seemed. The living room, where we were right now, was quite large, with five other couches spread around in the very dim light, all of them occupied in some way. You couldn't see specific faces unless you knew them really well, just shapes. I had mingled a bit earlier, but the only one I knew at the party from before was his sister. "Once we've both rested, I'd be happy to show you around." "I'd like that, thanks. You throw a great party." "I'm glad you could make it, Lisa has told me a lot about you." His sister was not a dating candidate for me, she was into rocker types that I totally wasn't. But we were the same age, 26, and had enough in common that we were close friends at the office, and buddies outside of it. "She's always bragging about you too." "Is she your date tonight? No girlfriend?" "Not right now, just haven't met the right woman. What about you? No man to share this with?" "So she told you I'm gay?" An eyebrow was raised. "Of course, shouldn't she have?" Bruce was 33, medium sized in most ways, with dark hair. He didn't look 'gay', but only in that he wasn't effeminate. Stylish would be the right word. "Not at all, I just forgot that you two are such close friends. Have you ever experimented with a man before?"" "No, never." Most gay guys I met asked me that, so this wasn't a surprise. Either it was part of their way of putting me at ease, or they just wanted to sniff out a homophobe right away, or both. "Grossed out by it?" I laughed. "If you'd asked me that 5 years ago, I'd have said yes. But now, I just haven't had the inclination." "Interesting. Too bad too, you're the kind of guy that I usually go for." I was very flattered at hearing that, this guy could have his pick of gay guys. "Well thank you, that's nice of you to say. The type of guy you go for as a boyfriend? Or sexually?" I knew at once that I shouldn't have said that, but I hid it, as it was too late now. I had fallen into a slight trap of sorts, without realizing the full implications. "Both, if you want to know the truth." We got off that subject for a bit, instead talking about Lisa and what she must be up to right now in another room, she was a bit slutty. "You haven't been with her?" "Just a kiss or two at New Year's, that's it." "You don't want to?" "I don't know, we're just too good a friends to mess with it." Not true, I would nail her in a minute if I could, though I would never count on her to be faithful. But even with a gay man you don't admit that you want to fuck his sister. It's just not done. We talked about other things for awhile, and wound up sharing his wineglass for the last few sips, as mine had run out. The party was still in full swing, and swing was right, as a couple in the couch opposite us had started to make out, heavily. I couldn't help but notice, and Bruce turned his head too. He leaned close and whispered to me: "They really should get a room, but I don't want to be a spoilsport." "I think they're probably not the only ones going at it right now." He had scooted over to do the whispering, his arm on the back of the couch behind me, and now his breath was warming my face. It felt good, and I didn't want it to stop as he replied. "Good bet. You need to imitate them, find a nice girl to hook up with." There were straight people at the party of course, it was probably 50/50. "I'm fine where I am, you should find a nice boy." "I'm fine where I am, but I appreciate you thinking of me." His arm was now around my shoulders, and without thinking I slipped mine around his waist. "No problem. Will you stop them if clothes come off?" Now I was thinking about that arm, but he had moved his body so that it would be awkward to take my arm away. "I don't know, I wouldn't want to ruin your show. It's two guys you know, doing that." I couldn't really tell, only that they were both slim, but I guess I would have to take his word for it. "So that's why you're not stopping it." "I'll give you $100 right now to go over there and say something to them." He quietly chuckled. I laughed quietly at the offer, the coin wasn't worth what the reaction would be. "No thanks, not going to do your dirty work." Plus, it was too much fun watching them, I was hoping that clothes might come off. His arm squeezed around me. "Admit it Jim, you're turned on. You hope that one of them will start sucking the other off." "Of course I'm turned on, it's sexy as hell." The two figures were now fondling each other, while still making out heavily. "You really never thought about being with another man?" "I never said that, I said that I have never had sex with another guy, not that I never thought about it." No, I'm not a lawyer. His reply was to reach down with his free hand and feel my cock. "You're hard Jim." "I know." Boy did I know, I was hard enough that I didn't take his hand away, even though I knew that a line had been crossed here, even more than the arms around each other. "This turns you on." "A lot, yeah." Dangerous to be so honest with him, maybe it was the booze talking. "Turn your head this way, I want you to see something." I did as told, and looked at him, wondering if someone was fucking on a different couch. "See what?" "This." He leaned the rest of the way over and planted his lips onto mine, holding my head as his tongue easily sundered my defenses, entering my mouth with a smooth thrust. Now, I'm not going to sit here and tell you that I didn't know that this was going to happen. I did. From the moment his arm went around me, and I didn't resist, I knew that a move was coming, it was just a question of when, and what would I do about it. Well when was now, and his hand was still on my cock, very slowly rubbing it. When I'm horny, I'm very suggestible, very. So him rubbing my cock through my pants, guaranteed him as long a kiss as he wanted. And he wanted a long one, and I responded, thrusting against his tongue with mine, enjoying the experience of my first time kissing a man. His tongue seemed heavier than a woman's, and his face was of course rougher, even after a clean shave before the party. I thought about those things for a few seconds, then just gave in to the tongue action, the slight amount of alcohol I had imbibed smoothing the way for it. We went at it for a few minutes, deep making out. I have to admit that the forbidden nature of the thing was the real turn-on here, though he was an outstanding kisser. I couldn't remember ever being this eager for a kiss, and being this hard from it. Without breaking mouth lock, I reached over to feel his package, though I'm not expert enough to know how big it was right then. But he liked what I did, and we were now like the other couple, making out and fondling. I was trying to undo his belt, very clumsily, when he pulled off my mouth. "So how about that tour of the house?" He wasn't even breathing hard. I, on the other hand, was about to faint, even though the kiss had barely lasted five minutes. I've made out for an hour without being this out of breath. "Whatever you want, sure." I knew that I was about to get a good look at that cock, I guess he didn't want that look to be in public. "Excellent, let's go." He got up off of the couch, and offered his hand to me, to help me up. I took it, and came off the couch right into his arms, where he met me with another kiss. He wrapped his arms around me, and I couldn't help but do the same as we made out, standing, right there in the living room. It was official, now that I was standing up: kissing a woman had never made me this hard, not as an adult anyway, and I was now resolved to do whatever he wanted. I heard some of the party noise in the background, but no one seemed to be commenting on us, or the couple on the couch. I guess this kind of thing happened often at his parties. But mostly I thought about how aroused I was, and about what he would want next. This kiss was a bit more sensual, and a little slower, but I was loving every second of it. He ended the kiss, slowly extracting his tongue. "Nice Jim, very nice, you kiss like a pro." "Thanks, you do too." I could barely talk, and my cock was so hard that it almost hurt. "Your first with a man?" "Of course." "Let's find somewhere private, and give you some other firsts." I didn't get a chance to respond as he put his arm around my shoulder and guided me out of the room. I was a bit sobered up now, and was really hoping that I wouldn't see Lisa on the way to wherever we were going. We were friends, but you never know what she might say at the office. But we didn't, and Bruce led me up the stairs and down a long hallway. He produced a key from his pocket, and unlocked a door at the end. He saw my questioning look. "I don't want anyone fucking on my bed, unless it's me, and these parties can get a little wild." "Good idea." I didn't know what else to say. We walked into the room, and it was a very nicely decorated master bedroom. Huge bed in the middle, with all the usual accoutrements around the room. There was no mirror on the ceiling or anything like that, like I had wondered about on the way up. It wasn't a fuck pad type bedroom, it was just a typical master bedroom with a huge bed. The décor didn't even look, for lack of a better word, 'gay', though neither did he. "Now Jim, are you ready for this?" Was I? But it was really too late by now wasn't it? I was still half hard, and he hadn't done anything more than put an arm around my shoulders for the last couple of minutes. But I had to answer fast: "Yes, I believe I am." Surely we would kiss more, which would make me hard enough to go through with this. "Good, you do seem to have a bi side at the very least, judging by how you kissed me back. Not too many straight guys would make out without another man that well, or be that into it. Who knows, you might be gay, not bi." "I don't know." But I liked women, didn't I? I was certainly attracted to them like crazy. But I just shrugged this off as him setting a mood. "Do you want me to guide you?" "Yes, please." It would be easier if I just let him tell me what to do and how to do it, I decided. "I'm happy to, you're a nice guy and it'll be my pleasure to initiate you into gay sex." "How often do you do this?" "Break in straight guys?" "Yeah." I had the feeling that I wouldn't be his first. "Not that often, but you're not straight Jim, like I said, you're just inexperienced. Take your shirt off and come over here." He crooked his finger at me. I did as he said, while he took his off, and then walked the five paces over to him, next to the bed. "Do you want to kiss some more Jim?" "I'd like that, yes." It would keep me horny if nothing else, and he was really good at it. My cock jumped just at the suggestion. "Good, so would I. I'll put one hand on your head to keep us together, while you use yours to take off my pants and underwear, then I'll use my free hand to remove yours." "Okay, sounds good." I was a bit relieved that he was so detailed about it. "Don't worry, it's okay to be nervous, it would surprising if you weren't." I didn't answer, as he pulled me into our third kiss, while I again fumbled for his pants, this time with no couch contortions getting in my way. Now of course I've multi-tasked like this before, kissing and stripping, and I'm usually pretty good it at too. But this time, the removal of the other person's pants would produce something long and hard that was going to enter me in both major holes. That made it different. But I managed to get the pants down, and the underwear, boxers, off in short enough order, while still thinking fuzzy because of his tongue in my mouth, and oh man was it a talented one. I knew that he was going to be the one fucking me, not the other way around, and I was going to be sucking him any second now, but a small part of me was hoping that his talented tongue would be on my cock at some point. I got my first feel of a cock that wasn't mine, and it was very strange to be touching it from the angle I was, since I was used to gripping my own cock from 180 degrees opposite. I didn't want to be too rough, so I started gently caressing it with both hands. I felt his slight moan in my mouth, as his free hand now went down to my own slacks. He had them, and my own boxers down in about half the time with one hand that I'd needed with two, all the while deepening our kiss. This guy was skilled. Now that we were both naked, each taking care of our own socks, he pulled me right against him, and our cocks were now touching. I couldn't stroke him now, so instead I started massaging his ass cheeks as I pressed my lips harder into his, trying to make his tongue go deeper into my mouth as our cocks rubbed together. It did, and my moan was very deep and very long as he soul kissed the life out of me, and all the resistance. We must have made out for 10 minutes before he pulled away, my cock was so hard right now it hurt. "No straight or bi man kisses like that Jim, you're gay. I'm so pleased to be the one to show you your true sexual self. Now, what do you want to do?" I still didn't think I was gay, just bisexual and very horny. But I didn't want to argue with him, not if there was the slightest chance that he would back away because of it. I had to have him. "Whatever you want me to Bruce." Said in a quiet voice. "Do you want to suck my cock Jim?" "Yes please." "Say it, it's the next step for you. I can feel your need, now I want to hear it." His voice was very convincing, though not quite hypnotic. "I want to suck your cock Bruce." It did feel better after I said it, for some reason. "Why Jim? Why do you want my hard 8 inch cock in your mouth?" "Because the idea of it makes me so horny." "More horny than licking pussy?" "Yes." That was easy, I wasn't wild about sucking pussy with the best looking of women, the smell and the hair were both kind of a turn-off. "Before this night is over, I'm going to make love to you, and after that, you're going to tell me that you're gay, I guarantee it." He sounded very confident. "What makes you so sure?" No way, women were too attractive. "I can feel it in you Jim, your mouth said it without talking. Your cock is so hard right now, because you know you're about to be changed. Now I'm going lay on the bed, and you do what you want to do." He got on top of the bed, settling in a sitting position, his legs spread. My legs were trembling as I got up on the bed, between his legs. I was actually shaking all over, but I was about to lower my head when his voice paused me. "One more time Jim, I want to hear you tell me what you're about to do." "I'm going to suck your cock Bruce." "Whenever you're ready Jim, please do." I didn't need another invitation as I bent my head and tentatively stuck out my tongue, touching the tip of his cock with it. It had a musky taste at first, which was pretty good, so I began licking the head, up and down. I had received enough blowjobs, and seen enough porn, that I more or less knew what to do. "That feels good Jim, just do what feels natural to you." He sounded pleased so far, which I took as a good sign. At that very moment I was lowering my mouth over the head, kissing it as I went down, and swirling my tongue. It's hard to describe the feeling, having a tube of flesh in my mouth for the first time. Even though he was rock hard, it was still very easy to tell that this was part of his body, it felt so alive in my mouth, twitching as I ran my tongue all around it. Yes, it felt amazing. I went down a little bit more every minute or so, always keeping him in my mouth. I had one hand under him, palm holding his ass cheek, while the other hand was just kind of hanging out, before I decided to touch his balls. I was very careful not to tickle them too hard, while at the same time not scraping his cock with my teeth. The latter was more difficult......I was going to say 'harder'.......because his cock was pretty thick. Overall it was an inch longer than mine, and about 10 percent thicker. Mine was still totally hard while I was doing this, which helped a great deal, or so I kept telling myself. He didn't say much else while I sucked him, just a lot of 'mmmm's' and 'ahhhh's'. I guess I never did badly with the teeth, because surely he would have mentioned that. I tried to go all the way down, be a deepthroater, but my gag reflex would only go 6 inches for me, but he still sounded happy as he made his noises, and he never asked me to try to go further. He seemed determined to let me do it my way, with no training. "Jim, I'm about to cum in another few seconds, think about where you want it." That was the easy one, I didn't do all of this to not taste the cum after he shot it. I withdrew enough so that just his head was in my mouth, and then I took my hand off his balls and started jacking him a little. He didn't say a word, just a loud grunt as his cock stiffened up, and served me his cum. It was surprisingly warm, you hear the term 'hot cum' and think it's hot in a different way, but no, it was quite warm. And very salty, and I swear I could taste wine in it too, but it was not a liquid I would want to drink for the hell of it. I reflexively swallowed the first two spurts, but managed to keep the rest in my mouth as he finally stopped after six spurts, the first two were quite long too, hence the swallowing. I heard his breathing slow down to normal, and I pulled off his cock, keeping my mouth closed. I waited until he was looking at me, and then I made a big show of swallowing all of the cum that was in my mouth. He did look impressed that I didn't spit any of it out. "You were terrific Jim, the best oral sex I've ever had from a virgin before." "Thanks." The residue was very strong, and I had no doubt that I needed some gum for my breath. He seemed to think of that. "Lay down here next to me, let's wash your mouth out." I did as he said, and he rolled on top of me, kissing me. It was a long, languid kiss that involved his tongue examining every inch of my mouth. All the while his cock was rubbing against mine, and I could feel it getting harder with every passing moment. I had managed to look over at the clock as I laid down, and my blowjob had taken 15 minutes exactly, which said a lot about his stamina, and about my technique too. We kissed for an equal amount of time, me loving every second of it, as he was now fully engorged again. "How was your first blowjob Jim?" "It was wonderful." My horniness was like a drug now, and my hand was lightly playing with his cock. "You're a natural, you knew just what to do. Your mouth is very skilled, both on my cock, and with kissing." "I do love kissing." "You do it very well." "So do you, your mouth is perfect. I really love kissing you." With my other hand I was rubbing his ass. "How did you like having a cock in your mouth?" He was caressing me now, which was keeping me rock hard. Virgin No More "It was very strange at first, but I got used to it really quickly." "You think you'll suck more cock after we're done here?" "Tonight?" That was the first thought that came to mind. He didn't sound the least surprised by me saying that. "Well that's not what I meant, but if you want to, I have some friends downstairs that would be happy to cum in your talented mouth. But first there is the matter of your virginity." I was still reeling from the idea that he might want me to suck his friends off, but I quickly focused. "I want you to take it please." Stating the obvious. "You want me to put my cock in your ass Jim?" "Very much, please put your big cock in my ass." I figured he'd like the directness. "I would love to." After putting my ass up on a pillow for better leverage, he reached over to the nightstand, and took out a bottle of lube. He put some on his fingers and started working them into my ass, slowly and gently at first. Now this, of all the things that had happened tonight, was not new for me. Well the guy part was new, but I had had fingers up my ass from women before, and loved it every time. It always made me harder, and on the occasions when I was being blown at the same time, the orgasm was always awesome. He worked one finger, then two inside me, loosening me up. "Look at your cock sticking straight up, you must like this." "I do, I've always liked fingers inside me." "Just like I said, you've been in the closet for way too long my friend. It's your choice, do you want to be on your back, or on your knees?" "On my back, I want to watch it happen." I wouldn't miss this for the world. "I was hoping you would say that. Ready?" "Ready." I put my hands on my ass cheeks, and spread them for him, watching as he put a condom on. I was vaguely disappointed that I wouldn't get to feel the cum in me, but this was for the best overall. I mean after all, he was a stranger. "So eager and helpful." He put the head of his cock at my entrance, and slowly pushed in......quickly alerting my hole that this was not a finger, but something much fatter. He eased a couple of inches in, just past the head, before he spoke. "Okay?" "It's good, please don't stop." I gasped that out, and could barely summon that much speech. "Your virginity is gone Jim, it belongs to me." He pushed a little more, then a little more, and he was halfway in. He paused for a few seconds, and then very gently pushed all the way in to me, until he was bottomed out. "How does that feel?" "I feel so full Bruce, oh my god it's like nothing I've ever felt before." "Doesn't hurt?" "No." Hurt wasn't the word I would use, no. "Good, now I'm going to start pulling out." He did so, and that too was unlike any feeling I'd ever had. He got all the way to the middle of his head, then he started pushing in again, about twice the speed of his earlier pushing, which still wound up being pretty slow. This guy was skilled at breaking in virgins, I could tell, no matter what he had said earlier about not having them that often. His third thrust included no stoppage, and was done to let me savor the first full stroke. He had a big smile on his face, and I probably did too, as he pushed in, and pulled out slowly a few times more. "How do you like it Jim?" "I love it Bruce, it feels so good." "All those years, wasted. But we'll make up for lost time." He started going faster, no stopping this time, as he built up a good rhythm. He put my legs over his shoulders for deeper penetration, and I felt him starting to hit my prostate. "How does it feel now?" "Oh God, so full, I'm stuffed." "That's the idea, you know you love it. Look how hard you are." My cock was sticking straight up, and was straining even without me thinking much about it. I didn't want to touch it.........well hell yes I did, but I knew that it wouldn't take much touching to get me to cum, and who knows what I would think about all of this if I wasn't horny. I wasn't about to tell him that though. Bruce didn't touch it either, and he got into his steady pattern and proceeded to sort of pound me for the next while. It was sort of because I could tell that he could go harder and faster if he wanted to, but he wanted to keep it okay for me and not put me off being fucked. That was my theory anyway. Did I like it? Well it was good, but not the mind-blowing experience that I had thought that it might be right before he started fucking me. His cock wasn't going deeply enough to hit my prostate, but I did like the feeling of having something inside me. My cock never even hinted at deflating for the next 30 minutes, and neither did his, my ass was totally full. I really dug the feeling, as eventually I started slowly fucking back. I closed my eyes for a little bit of the time, I wanted to fully savor the feeling of having him inside me. But every time I opened them back up, I could see him smiling at me. Bruce was very skilled, and he was building me up to mind blowing. "You're so tight Jim, perfect, just perfect. I bet you didn't think this was going to happen to you tonight when you came over, did you?" "No, oh no." "I'm about to cum Jim, do you want me to pull out and cum on you?" His voice gave no hint on whether he wanted me to say yes or not. "Whatever you want Bruce, whatever you want." "Let's ease into this then, I'll cum in the condom." Bruce leaned forward and went all the way inside me, which just felt amazing each time he did it. But this time he held it, and did some very short thrusts, which all but sent me over the edge. "Oh God!!" "Do you want to cum Jim?" "Please, please." He kept up the short thrusts, making them stronger and stronger. Then he reached out his right hand, using the other to balance, and did a quick rubbing of my cockhead, which made my eyes cross as I exploded. He had only done it for about three seconds, but it was the most powerful orgasm I've ever had. I cried out, and when my eyes focused again, he was smiling as he pounded in me a few more times, softly grunting with each thrust. And then he came. The condom was on, he was so big it wasn't going to slip off, but I could feel the cum rush up his cock into the tip. It wasn't the same as feeling the cum inside me, but it was better than nothing. When I couldn't feel the cum anymore, I relaxed a bit, as he cooled down with a few light thrusts inside me. He had done most of the work, but I was the one who felt exhausted. "Oh wow Bruce." He eased out of my ass, and I heard the plop, as his still semi-hard cock left me. I knew that there was a gaping hole down there, but I couldn't say that I 'felt it', per se. But my ass did feel empty, that was for damn sure. "You don't need to tell me that you loved it Jim, I watched your face the entire time. I've never had a virgin take my cock so well as you. No one has even been close." I wasn't sure what that said about me, but I accepted it as a compliment. "Thanks, it helped that you were so gentle, yet firm." My cock was now not so firm, though I wouldn't call it limp. "I knew what you needed." Bruce pulled the condom off, and deftly tied a knot in the tip, tossing it on to the table next to the bed. I guess I wasn't going to drink it, but that's fine. He got out from between my legs, and came over to lay beside me. Idly, he started massaging my cum into my abdomen and pubic hair, which got me half hard instantly. I pulled him half on top of me and started kissing him. My cock immediately went to full hardness as we made out. He played lightly with my cock all throughout our kiss, and I was soon back up to full hardness, and the harder I got, the more passionate my kissing became. Which was the whole idea I guess. I was so into it that I forgot to stroke him, but I could feel his cock rubbing up against my leg at times. I have no idea how long we kissed, but it was long enough to leave me totally out of breath when we stopped. "Very nice Jim, you see how hard you are, right after cumming?" "Because of you." "No, because of you. You still don't think you're gay?" "But I love women, I love to look at them......I can't do that and be gay, can I?" He pondered that for a moment. "Perhaps yes, perhaps no. But you are at the very least bi." "I'm not going to argue that." I was still a bit out of breath, and he picked up on that. "You need some time to rest, and I should get back to my guests. The bathroom is over there if you would like to clean up." "Sure, thanks.........and thanks. That was great, what we did, what you did to me." "It was for me as well." I got up, and limped to the bathroom, my ass a bit sore now that I was putting pressure on it by walking. I quickly washed my face and my crotch, and gurgled some water for a few seconds. I doubt I was in there for three minutes, counting peeing, and I walked out, wondering if he was still going to be there. He was, waiting by the door, having gotten dressed. I got my clothes on and joined him there. He held out a card. "If my sister drags you off later before we have a chance to talk again, here are my numbers, if you would like to get together again. I'm not looking for a boyfriend right now, so don't worry about that yet. But there's no reason that we can't become.......particular friends." "I'd like that, a lot." Thank goodness about the boyfriend, though I knew that I would be back in this bed again. That much was certain. We left the room, him locking the door behind us. My limp was now pretty much gone, and he strode with the walk of someone who just got laid. Confident, and relaxed. As we got to the edge of the stairs, we came across another of the party guests. Bruce stopped and smiled: "Ah Brandon, good to see you. Jim, this is Brandon. Brandon, this is my new friend Jim." Emphasis on the new. "Hi Brandon, nice to meet you." I looked him over, he was tall, slim, and my gaydar was going off like crazy. "My pleasure Jim. I wandered up here looking for a free bathroom, I didn't expect to run into anyone. So what have you two been up to all by yourselves? Eh?" He winked at us, while blatantly checking me out. "Jim and I have been getting a bit closer. And yourself? Any luck tonight?" "No, nothing, you need to beef up your guest lists Bruce. Literally." He was now, very blatantly, giving me the once over. "Poor thing, but the night isn't over." "You were gone quite awhile." "Jim is new at this kind of thing." Now I was a bit embarrassed, but I didn't say anything, not really knowing if I should. Brandon nodded as if he could believe it. "And how was it Jim? Your first time, right?" "It was great, I enjoyed it." All true, though I still would have lied if I had thought otherwise. I was uncomfortable with the scrutiny, but it would be over in a second, right? "You are a cute one.....Bruce, would you mind if Jim and I got to know each other a little better?" I was speechless for a second, as I looked over and saw Bruce nodded his head in agreement, pulling out his room key. "Be my guests." He handed the key to Brandon, it was almost as if they were shaking hands. "Awesome, let's go Jim." He took me by the hand, and I followed back to the room, still in a daze at being handed off like that. Bruce caressed my ass as he left, but soon we could hear him going down the stairs and back to the party. "I saw you two making out in the living room , you were very hot. Was tonight your first time with everything?" He unlocked the door and we went in. "Yeah." "You sucked and fucked him just now?" "Once each." Somehow I was spilling all of this private stuff to someone I had just met. "He'll be back for more, I could see it in his eyes. Did you cum?" He was now caressing my arms with his hands. "Yeah, while he was fucking me." "Without being touched?" "He touched for a second, that set me off." "Impressive, very impressive. Now let's get these clothes off." He shucked his own clothes off in a heartbeat, and quickly got mine off too. I got on to the bed, and he followed, pulling me into a clench. "Now let's see how that mouth of yours does Jim baby, give me a kiss baby." His mouth quickly captured mine, and we began to kiss heavily, his tongue almost immediately thrusting against mine. Bruce had been slower, more seductive, while Brandon was more concerned with thrusting. And unlike Bruce, he knew I would let him fuck me, without all of the first time jitters. So I thrust my tongue back, and it was soon a wrestling match of sorts as we kissed hotly for a few minutes. Our cocks were rubbing against each other, and mine seemed like it had never been so sensitive. I moaned in his mouth more than once, which only seemed to excite him more as he thrust his tongue inside my mouth as far as it would go, and held it. It was my first male soul kiss, and I was worried that I might cum during it. But I didn't, even as he slightly wiggled his tongue against my tonsils....and then he eased out of my mouth over the course of about half a minute, exiting with a plop. "Nice Jim, you've got a great mouth." "Uh, thanks, it was fun." "How sore is your ass?" "Not bad I guess." He smiled at me, and stroked my face. "Something tells me if you were too sore, you wouldn't be naked with me right now." "Do you want to fuck me Brandon?" "Is that a question or an offer Jim?" Heh heh "Both I guess." "Yes to both questions. You must really have liked it to want it again so soon." "I did, it gave me a lot of pleasure." "I'd have you suck it to get it hard, but our making out did the job there." "That last kiss was so hot." I was wondering a bit if that would get him to give me another one. "I'd have us repeat it, but I really want your ass." He leaned over me and grabbed a condom and the lube out of the nightstand, knowing exactly where to look for them. Brandon grinned at me, and handed me the condom. "Put it on me, if you please." He got on his back, and his cock was definitely sticking up. It looked a lot like Bruce's, to the point that I couldn't tell who was bigger or fatter. My ass would be the ultimate judge I guess, as I stroked it a bit before I put the condom on him. "Very good Jim, very good. So did Bruce make love to you, or fuck you?" "More like lovemaking I guess. If lovemaking is a 1 on a 1-10 scale, with 5 being sex and 10 being fucking......I'd call it a 3." He giggled. "I've never heard that scale before. What do you want from me?" "I want to be able to walk afterward, otherwise do what you're inclined to do." I finally stopped stroking, and put the condom on him. "I won't 10 you, don't worry, though I hope that the quality will reach that for you. Now if you will get on your knees and assume the position." I did so, and looked around to see him lubing up his condom-covered cock. He then put some on his fingers, and eased one inside me. "How's that?" "It's good, I've always liked fingering." "Because you always wanted something bigger in there." He put another finger in me. "That's what Bruce thinks too." "So let me put something bigger in you. Do you want that Jim?" "Yes please, put your cock in me Brandon." "Well since you said please." I felt his head put through my outer ring, and I sighed in pleasure. "Someone likes that. Let's see how you like this." He pushed further in me, slowing going balls deep over the course of about a minute. It felt really good, and elicited a few moans, which caused him to chuckle. "Yes sir, a true bottom. I love true bottoms." He pulled out, and then shoved back in a little harder, then a little harder, and so on for the next few minutes before he was pounding away at me with a nice rhythm. Like with Bruce, I found that since my ass is so tight, there wasn't a lot of 'wiggle' room to do anything different than go at different speeds. A few minutes later: "How does this feel Jim?" "Great, really great." And it did, maybe better than Bruce because I was a little bit used to the feeling now. I didn't tell him that, he seemed like the gossipy type, but my moans were giving him all of the feedback that he needed. A few minutes after that: "Tell me babe, do you have a girlfriend?" "No." "Not into Bruce's sister?" "I am, she's probably not into me." "I could arrange a threesome probably, she and I are pretty tight." I had not known that, she'd never mentioned a gay friend named Brandon.......or any friend named Brandon. And did I want Lisa to know I'm bi? "Let me answer that when my cock isn't hard, she and I work together." I heard him chuckling. "Fair point. Don't worry, your new secret is safe with me." Now I was chuckling. "Thanks for not asking for another fuck as payment." "Why would I do that? I would bet good money that this isn't our only time in bed together." "Keep doing what you're doing, and it won't be." So he did, eventually ratcheting up the cadence to an 8 on the scale I told him about. And his stamina was pretty impressive. Brandon's body was pretty slim, as opposed to the rather muscular Bruce, but he was really good at putting what power he could into his thrusts, and it felt wonderful pretty much the entire time. Which lasted 40 minutes, and I knew I would have trouble walking out of here afterward. He gave me about a minute's notice before he shot into the condom, which I felt, but like before didn't really 'feel' the cum shooting into me, just his cock expanding a bit......and hearing him grunt and moan as he came. Brandon pulled out of me gently, and I immediately felt the lack of cock in my ass. And it was pretty sore, I wasn't sure I could do either of my lovers again that night, them willing or not. I rolled gently onto my side, a bit out of breath even though I hadn't been doing much since he started on me. Brandon was quiet for a minute, and then I felt him crawl on the bed. He got on my side, and I looked over at him, dangling a pretty full condom. "I came pretty hard in you looks like. Thanks." "You're welcome, that is quite a bit." I'd seen my own condoms of course. He tied it up, just liked Bruce, and threw it in the wastebasket next to the bed. "Are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm just a bit tired......and sore, yeah." I smiled at him, and he responded by caressing my leg. "It'd be shocking if you weren't. How's your mouth?" "It's fine I guess." "Would you clean my cock off for me please?" "I'd love to." He looked pleased, as if he'd assumed that I'd say no. "Just lay right there, you can have it for as long as you want." Still caressing my leg, as he inched forward, until his cock was an inch away from my mouth. I looked up at him. "How about I suck you til you cum?" He pressed the tip of his cock to my mouth, commenting as I took it inside: "Please do, suck my cock Jim." I nursed the head, swirling my tongue all over it, tasting the cum already on it. Even though there wasn't much, it still made all of my mouth taste like cum as there was still a tiny bit still in there "Oh yeah, you've got me hard already baby." And he was, as I turned his cock into a baby bottle, suckling it more than sucking it, though I went a couple of inches further down the stalk. And it was very sexy. When you have something in your ass......well you can kind of pretend it's a strap-on maybe (not that I've had one yet), especially since you can't actually feel the cum spurt if there's a condom on him. But a tube of flesh in your mouth? Yeah, that brings it home, particularly given that his body is so close to your head. His nice cock was clean within the minute, but I nursed it for 15 beyond that. It wasn't a traditional blowjob, as I did more licking than sucking, but he was hard the entire time he was in my mouth, and there were moans and groans thrown in there. I only sped up toward the end because my mouth actually was getting tired. It had done a lot of kissing and sucking cock, and it had been a few weeks since my last marathon sex session........though that one didn't involve two other people. Virgin No More This cum was different, as I barely had the tip in my mouth when he started cumming, with no warning from him that he was ready. So pretty quickly my mouth was full of his salty fluid, and I got to taste it a lot more than I had with Bruce. I had to work a bit to swallow it before it overflowed out of my mouth, but it helped that he'd cum 15 minutes before. But I was a trooper, and got it all down. Brandon just leaned back and sighed happily. His cock was now pretty soft, and I doubted that he could go a third time this quickly even if I wanted him to. But he didn't, and rolled off the bed. He went to his pants, and fished out his phone, sitting back down on the bed. "What's your number? I want to make sure we see each other again really soon." I told him my number, and he typed it in with practiced skill. I'm sure I'm not the only booty call he's got in there. I was too tired to move to get my phone, but he got it for me, and I put in his number as well. "Next time you're feeling frisky, give me a call." He winked as he said this, and I had to smile. "If I wasn't just sore enough now, you could have another round." He stopped grinning, and looked serious for a minute. "I think you should call it a night Jim. You've sucked twice, been fucked twice, and kissed a lot. That's a lot for your first night. Maybe take some time to reflect and rest." "Sounds like good advice.......but I know tonight isn't my only night." "Glad to hear it. Now get up and get dressed so we can give Bruce his room back." I did as he wanted, slowly getting dressed, and limping just a tiny bit as I walked out of the room. Brandon locked the door back up, and brought me back to him for a goodnight kiss.....which lasted a couple of minutes. He walked downstairs first, while I found the bathroom and cleaned up a bit.....and washed my mouth out a bit, as it smelled and tasted like cum. That wouldn't be good if I ran into Lisa, better that she be the only one with cum breath among the two of us. Good thing too, as when I got downstairs I found her talking to Bruce. "Hey you, I'm ready to get going if you are." "Sure, if you want." We said our goodnights, and took off. To her place. It seemed that she had had just enough booze in her that her inhibitions were lowered to the point that she wanted sex. And I happened to be handy. So I had my third sexual partner of the evening, and I was really happy afterward that she wasn't one for ass play, or I would have had a lot of explaining to do. But instead I got to dump two loads in her, one that night, one the next morning. I was romantic enough about it, given that I'd cum once that night already, that she was touched by the attentions that she told me that she wanted to explore us becoming a couple. I heartily agreed, and we wound up getting married six months later. And yes, the bride's brother gave the groom a long, deep fucking right up til 30 minutes before the ceremony. Giving me long enough to shower and put on the tux. But that's another story. The end.