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Tryin' Ryan Ch. 01

By: drewskimeski



Drew was staying at a huge farm house with his distant cousin, Monica. She was a photographer. Her specialty in those days, was photographing nudes. She took photos of pretty young ladies and sold them to magazines. Monica's best friend in art school, Gunter had a brother in Germany. He sent Monica's photos to his brother who then sold them to men's magazines. She made a very good living at it. Drew was Monica's assistant. It was a pretty sweet gig. He made good money for doing very easy work. He partied a lot, met a lot of fine young ladies and slept with many of them. Monica slept with almost all of them. Drew slept with Monica sometimes too, but that's another story.

Drew was sharing his room with another cousin of his, Linda. Monica was his first cousin-twice removed, on his mother's side of the family, and was older than he was. Linda was his first cousin, on his father's side and younger. Linda and Drew had been kissin' cousins as long as either of them could remember. By the time Linda had come to stay out at Monica's Farm, which is what they called it , although it wasn't really a farm, Linda was Drew's secret girlfriend. At Monica's they could be open about their relationship. Nobody there knew they were cousins, that is, except Monica, of course. No one knew that Monica and Drew were cousins, except Linda.

Monica's was just a huge old farm house that sat on a lot of land, near the river. It was a very cool place. It was a very "happenin' place" in those days. They partied a lot and some very cool people passed through there.

One summer day Monica brought home a gorgeous little Asian girl, Mae, that she was going to photograph. Drew had always found Asian women attractive, but he found Mae particularly alluring. She was about five foot nothing, slender, with kind of small breasts and just as cute as she could be. She had long, silky, black hair and big, brown, almond-shaped eyes. Her skin was pale and smooth. Drew thought he was going to die when he first saw her. 

The shoot went well. Mae was a natural. Monica dressed her up in some fancy silk Japanese things that she'd bought and photographed Mae as she slowly stripped out of them. If Drew almost died when he first saw her, he was really floored when he saw her in those Japanese things, and when he saw her naked he nearly went wild. She had to be the sexiest thing he had ever seen.

After the shoot, Monica took Mae up to her room, which was not unusual. They stayed there all night and all the next day. Drew brought them their meals. He would have given anything to have been invited to stay. Monica shared some of her models with him, from time to time. They had some great threesomes. Drew would have loved to seen those two get it on. 

Drew loved watching Monica have sex, especially with another guy. He liked to watch her fuck girls too, but he really liked watching her go down on a big hard cock. For some reason that held a special fascination to him. Nobody gave head like my Annie. She could eat some pussy too. She drove those girls wild. Drew was sure little Mae was satisfied.

Linda didn't meet Mae until Monica brought her down the next evening. Linda was as impressed as Drew was. Mae was wearing a tight little T-shirt, with no bra, faded bell bottomed jeans and a really cool pair of sandals. Mae was a very cool chick. She was bright and funny, sassy and bold. She was very hip. Monica invited her to stay as long as she liked and she accepted Monica's open ended invitation. She spent the next two nights with Monica.

Then Monica brought home another cutie and started a new project. Linda invited Mae to stay with her and Drew in their room until they could get another room ready and she was glad to.

Linda was making up the trundle bed and Drew was sitting in his big chair when Mae came in with her things. Mae sat on the edge of the big bed and watched Linda make the little bed as Drew stared at Mae.

Mae sauntered over to Linda and said, "You guys are so cool! I love you guys already. And Monica is too fuckin' cool. I think I'm going to like it here."

"We hope you make yourself at home," said Linda, "Monica takes good care of us, and she'll take care of you too, I'm sure." 

"Cool," said Mae, as she moved a little closer to Linda. She ran her fingers through Linda's hair and whispered, "You are so fucking pretty." Linda just stared into Mae's deep brown eyes, mesmerized. "Do you like girls?" she asked.

"I like girls a lot," Linda whispered in reply.

Mae nodded her head in Drew's direction," What about him?" she asked.

"Oh, he likes girls too."

"Does he like them more than one at time?"

"Oh, yes."

"I am going to like it here." Mae whispered as she pulled Linda's face to hers. She softly kissed Linda's lips. Linda gasped, and so did Drew.

Mae looked down at the trundle bed and remarked, "You don't expect me to sleep on that little thing, do you?" She walked over to the big king sized bed and sat down. She lay back and said, "I think there's room enough in this bed for all of us."

Linda walked over, sat down beside Mae, lay back and said, "You know, I think you right." They turned and stared into each other's eyes for a minute, then they kissed again. Mae's tongue darted in and out of Linda's mouth and Linda licked Mae's lips. 

Linda kicked off the comforter and they wiggled beneath the sheet. Mae kissed Linda's face, every inch of it, then plunged her tongue into Linda's mouth. They kissed passionately for several minutes, until they had to come up for air. They lay there panting into each other's face, staring into each other's eyes, until Mae looked over at Drew and said, "Are you comin' to bed, or not?" 

"I thought you'd never ask," Drew said.

"You don't need an invitation," said Mae, "Its your fuckin' bed! Now get over here!"

Drew hopped up, blew out all the candles, except those right beside the bed, stripped off his shirt and stood beside the bed, gazing down upon one of the most beautiful sights he had ever beheld. There was his sweet, cute little Linda in the arms of the most adorable, little Asian girl he had ever seen. Linda is a small girl, she was probably around five feet two, in those days, but she was embracing an even smaller girl. Besides that, they were both so gorgeous, it took his breath away, to see them holding one another and kissing, and staring into each other's eyes. They were falling in love, right before him. He watch the sheets move around and knew that they were caressing one another. He was transfixed. 

Mae paused for a second, looked over at Drew and said, "Well?"

Drew took a deep breath and dropped his pants. Mae took a good, long look and gasped, "Wow..."

Drew was not all that well hung. His cock is a little bigger than average. It was just under seven and a half inches long, and rather thick. Apparently it was bigger than Mae was accustomed to.

"Get that thing in here," said Mae as she pulled down the sheets. Drew crawled in beside Mae and she rolled over to face me. She threw her arm over him and pressed her sweaty breasts against his chest as he pressed his hard throbbing cock against her stomach. She kissed his lips gently, then ran her tongue across them. He slowly parted his lips and she slowly entered his mouth. She touched her tongue to the tip of his. Their tongues began to move in slow circles, exploring more and more of each other. She withdrew her tongue and Drew's chased after it. They began their circle dance, once more. She pulled his tongue into her mouth and sucked it. He pulled his tongue back and hers pursued it. He sucked her tongue into his mouth. They kissed and licked each others mouths for several minutes as their hands explored one anothers bodies. Her skin was so smooth and soft. He'd never felt anything like it. 

Drew felt Linda move close behind Mae. He caressed Linda's skin. It was soft and smooth, but not like Mae's. Mae's skin was incredible.

"This is too fuckin' good," Mae panted, "I'm gonna fuck both of you. But I can't decide where to start. God knows I loves me some meat," she said as she squeezed Drew's cock, "But this one..." Mae released his member and rolled over to face Linda, "this one is the sweetest, tenderest lover..." Drew couldn't see their faces but he could imagine. Mae kissed Linda, tenderly and they began to make out. 

Drew could only see Mae's back and her cute little ass, and Linda's hands as she caressed her new lover, it was beautiful.

Drew lay there and watch them as he stroked his aching cock. He wanted to fuck little Mae so much, he could hardly stand it. Drew held back as long as he could before he rolled over and nestled his cock in the crack of Mae's cute little butt. She pushed back against him and he pressed a little harder. He held his upper body back and just slid his hard dick up and down her sweaty little crack. She wiggled back and forth and he could tell that she liked it.

Mae fucked Linda that night and fucked Drew as well. They both fell in love with her. They took Mae into their room, into the bed and into their hearts.

It was probably three weeks after Mae arrived that Linda went to town to stay with her mom for a few days. She did that from time to time. Mae and Drew enjoyed those days they had together. They took long walks. They had a picnic down by the river, and had sex on the blanket. Drew showed Mae the old covered bridge.

Drew loved it when Mae curled up in his lap in that big old chair. They would make out like teenagers, he would massage those cute little titties of hers and finger that tight little snatch. Then they would dive into the bed and fuck like rabbits.

The two of them had some very intimate, tender times as well. The night before Linda returned, Mae and Drew made out in the big chair, then he carried her to the bed, laid her down gently and we made love slowly and sweetly. They lay there afterward and talked for hours. They really opened up to each other. Drew poured his heart out to her that night. He realized that he was definitely falling for her. He couldn't help himself. He could only hope it wouldn't cause problems for him and Linda.

Linda came back the next morning and that afternoon, Mae announced that she would be leaving for a few days. She was going to the city, but she would be back by the week end, with her ol' man, Ryan. She asked if it was cool for him to crash for a while and Monica said it would be fine.

Mae had never mentioned Ryan before and Linda and Drew were a little surprised. Mae assured us that Ryan was a "cool fuckin' dude" and that they would love him. Mae packed a little bag and split.

Tryin' Ryan Ch. 02



The week that Mae was in the city went by pretty quick. Linda made the room next to Drew's ready for Mae and her ol' man, as she called him. Drew and Linda worked with Monica on a couple photo shoots, down by the river, which was cool. The weather was perfect and the new girls were pretty damn cute. One of the girls, Heather, was tall, with short blond hair, big blue eyes and built like a brick shit-house. She had the finest pair of boobs Drew had seen in quite some time. Poor girl was as dumb as a post, though. Just the way Monica liked 'em. The other girl, Janet, was a little more petite, with longer dark hair and a bit more reserved. She too had a gorgeous body. Monica new how to pick 'em.

Monica got paid for some photos, so she had some cash on hand, which meant that it was payday for Linda and Drew too. It also meant it was time for a celebration. Drew had a couple of guys from his band over. They brought their guitars and provided some tunes. Monica had a few of her friends from the city out. Linda invited a few college girls. There were several of Monica's "models" and there were some people that nobody seemed to know.

They had a huge cook out. There was plenty to eat, plenty to drink, plenty to smoke and snort and pills for all your ills. Mae could not have picked a better to arrive. Mae rolled in with the legendary Ryan just in time for supper. 

Linda and Drew spotted Mae and Ryan, across the yard, at about the same time. Drew's eyes locked on Mae right away, in her bell bottoms and her tight little t-shirt. His heart skipped a beat. He had missed her and was so glad to see her. Drew's eyes then shifted to Ryan. He seemed tall standing next to Mae, with her arm around his waist, but he was of average height, and build, with shoulder length, wavy brown hair and big brown eyes. 

Ryan had a relaxed and confident air about him. Drew could sense it from across the yard. He carried himself well. He wore some sort of peasant shirt from Bolivia, or some South American country, faded, bell bottomed jeans, and boots. He had a buckskin jacket over his shoulder and he carried a duffel bag and a guitar case. He was obviously here to stay for a while. 

Linda shouted when she saw Mae and ran across the lawn to greet them. Drew followed close behind. By the time he got there, the girls had hugged and kissed and Linda had been introduced to Ryan. Mae ran to Drew as he approached, threw her arms around him and kissed his lips. "I've missed you!" she whispered. 

"I've missed you too."

"Come meet Ryan!" Mae took Drew by the hand and dragged him to where Ryan stood. Drew couldn't help but notice that Linda was staring at Ryan as he looked around the yard at all the people and the house.

As Drew approached, he could see why Linda was captivated. Ryan was a good lookin' guy. His features were rather soft, but not feminine. He had big, soft, brown eyes, with long eye lashes. His skin was smooth, tanned and unblemished. The ditzy little blonde , Heather, referred to him as "dreamy". Monica made a point to keep those two separated. Monica had just begun with little Heather. 

"The legendary Ryan, I presume," Drew said, extending his hand. They grasped one another's hands, firmly.

"I don't believe I've heard the legend," said Ryan glancing at Mae. Mae just shrugged.

"Legend has it that you are one cool fuckin' dude," Drew said.

"Hope I can live up to the legend," Ryan said glancing at Mae who was grinning sheepishly. "You must be Drew."

"OK, then," Drew said, "If you insist." Ryan just looked at him with a wry little smile that told him he got the joke, but wasn't overly amused. Drew heard Mae chuckle, but Linda didn't get it.

"I'm sorry guys," Mae piped in, "Ryan, Drew. Drew, Ryan."

Ryan slapped Drew's shoulder and said, "Good to meet ya', man. I've heard a lot about ya."

"And I've heard you are one cool fuckin' dude."

"That seems to be the rumor," said Ryan.

"Is it rumor," Drew asked, "Or is it legend? Only time will tell." 

"And time loves a hero," They guys laughed. 

Linda asked, "Is anyone hungry?"

Ryan replied, "I could eat the crouch out of a rag-doll!"

"Sorry, dude," Drew said, "We're fresh out of crotch-o-rag-doll, but we'll see if we can scrape up somethin' else for ya'!" They all laughed that time, and headed for the table.

They had a great night. They ate, they drank, they smoked , they danced and sang and laughed and joked. They carried on until dark, when some of the folks left and the rest of them moved indoors and partied some more. After mid-night. Linda and Drew took Mae and Ryan up to their room. Ryan stowed his gear and joined them, in Drew and Linda's room for a night-cap.

Ryan brought out his guitar and the guys sang a few more songs and had another drink or two. Ryan and Drew were sitting on the floor singing as the girls sat on the bed talking. It wasn't long before the girls started to kiss. Ryan played his guitar and the guys sang and watched their girlfriends make out. The girls started to undress each other and the guys sang on. Within a few minutes the girls were naked and really getting it on. The guys had stopped singing and the chords from Ryan's guitar trickled to a halt. Drew muttered, "If music be the food of love..." And Ryan struck up a Flamenco piece on his guitar.

It was perfect. The girls really got into it. They were fired up. Drew moved up into his big chair and Ryan kept playing. It was beautiful, watching those two lovely creatures kiss and caress each other, in the candle light. There was so much passion between them. They were truly, making love. Drew wondered if maybe Linda loved Mae as much as he did. 'Did Linda love Mae as much as he did.' he wondered, ' Did he love Mae as much as Ryan did.' He wanted to make love to Mae so much that it hurt. 

Drew wanted to snatch Mae away from Linda, pull her into his big, soft chair and make mad, passionate love to her as Linda and Ryan looked on. He wanted to join his two beautiful, little lovers, but he couldn't move. He wondered if it was because Ryan was there. What ever was the case, he just couldn't move.

Ryan's Flamenco piece reached a fiery crescendo and his guitar fell silent. The only sounds in the room was their breathing. It was as if time stood still. Mae slowly withdrew from her sweating, panting little lover and moved to the edge of the bed and sat there, her smooth, sweating, alabaster skin glistening, her breasts heaving as she caught her breath. She stared at Ryan and he stared at her. Drew knew that they were reading each other's minds and he wished that he could listen in.

Ryan laid his guitar aside, took off his boots and stood up. He moved slowly toward the bed with his eyes locked onto Mae's. He pulled off his shirt and cast it aside. He took another step toward the bed. 

Drew looked at Linda. She was on her belly, inching closer and closer to Mae. He looked back up at Ryan and he was right in front of Mae. Mae slowly unbuttoned his jeans and they fell to the floor. Ryan stepped out of the them and kicked them aside. He wore nothing underneath. 

Ryan stood there in front of Mae and they all held our breath. He was magnificent. He was not big or muscular, but every one of his muscles her perfectly toned and well defined. His body was perfectly proportioned. He was the perfect male specimen. He was Michelangelo's "David" in the flesh. Drew was truly astounded. He had never felt that way about a guy before. Drew wanted him. He wanted to be Ryan, to feel Ryan, to taste Ryan. He felt privileged to be in Ryan's presents. He was in awe.

Drew looked at Linda. She too was in awe. Her mouth was open and her eyes were wide. Drew watched her look up at Ryan's face. He smiled down on her and she seemed to melt. Then her eyes trailed down to his hard cock, that stood out, just inches from Mae's face. When Linda's eyes found Ryan's cock, her eyes got even wider. Just like every other part of him, his cock was perfect too. It wasn't large. It was actually slightly smaller than average, but it was perfectly proportioned to his body, and perfect in shape and form. 

Drew watched as Ryan ran his fingers through Mae's shiny, jet-black hair. She leaned forward and placed her lips against the tip of Ryan's dick. His cock twitched and he drew a quick breath. Mae's tongue snaked out from between her lips and swirled around the head of Ryan's cock. He drew a long deep, ragged breath as Mae parted her lovely lips and pulled the head of his cock into her mouth. Drew could hear Ryan's breaths coming faster and deeper. He could hear his Linda's breaths quickening as well, as she inched herself closer and closer to Ryan's perfect cock. 

Mae slid her lips down the length of Ryan's shaft until she had engulfed the entire thing. Drew could see that Linda was amazed. Mae slowly slid her lips back until only the head was between her lips. She slid down and took in another inch, and then another and another. Drew could see Mae's cheeks sink in as she began to suck hard on Ryan's beautiful, perfect cock. He knew what ecstacy Ryan was enjoying. He knew how it felt to have Mae's lips around his cock. Mae slid her lips down, taking all of Ryan's dick, then slid back to just the head, over and over again, pausing near the end, from time to time to suck and slurp at it hard. Ryan's breathing came faster and faster. So did Drew's, and so did Linda's, as she moved closer and closer to Ryan's perfect cock. Suddenly, Mae stopped. Drew knew what was happening. Mae had sensed that Ryan was about to cum. She slowly pulled her lips back and off of his cock. Mae stared at Ryan's perfect cock and Linda who was only inches away stared at Ryan's cock. Drew was staring at Ryan's cock as well. 

Drew could see that Linda was trembling and he could pick her breathing out over that of the others. He could read Linda's mind. It wasn't difficult. Ryan read her thoughts too and Drew saw Ryan's fingers run through Linda's hair. Linda moved forward those last couple of inches. Mae moved forward too. The timing was perfect as Linda's lips met Mae's lips right at the tip of Ryan's cock. They held there for what seemed to Drew, and Ryan too, probably, like an eternity. Then Mae's tongue darted out under the crown of Ryan's cock and teased Linda's lower lip and then withdraw. Linda's tongue chased after it. Mae's tongue then slid across the top of that crown and touched Linda's upper lip. Linda did the same. They were soon engaged in a dance of tongues across that cock of Ryan's. Their tongues were lashing all over his cock and each other's lips. That cock of his was wet and shiny as their tongues and lips slid all over it. 

Drew's heart was pounding and his cock was aching. "Why didn't they ever do that to me?" He wondered. He had slept with those two girls for weeks and they never gave him that sort of treat. He had to be a part of that. Still he couldn't move. 

Just then Mae pulled away and wrapped her slender little fingers around Ryan's cock. Linda held perfectly still as Mae raked that cock of Ryan's slowly, left and right across Linda's wet lips. Linda parted her lips and swirled her tongue around the head of his cock. Linda held the head of Ryan's cock in her mouth while Mae stroked the slippery shaft. Mae was jacking Ryan off into Linda's mouth. Then Linda allowed Ryan to push her head down as she accepted his cock all the way into her mouth. Mae moved aside and Linda moved over, on all fours in front of Ryan. 

Linda took inch after inch of Ryan's cock, until she had it all in her mouth. Every inch of that perfect cock of his was in Linda's mouth. She had never taken in all of Drew's cock. Maybe it was because Drew's cock was a little bigger. Her lips were buried in Ryan's pubic hair, with his hand on the back of her head as she struggled to breath through her nose. They held still while Linda's breathing slowed, then she pulled back slowly. Once she had just the head in her mouth, Drew saw her cheeks sink in as she sucked hard on his dick, just as Mae had done. 

Linda took in another inch or two started sucking really hard again. Drew could hear the sucking and slurping sounds. Then she inched her way up his shaft until she had the whole thing in her mouth again. Linda held perfectly still, breathing hard through her nose, as Ryan tenderly ran his fingers through her hair. Linda was sucking Ryan's cock with such passion it was difficult to bare, more passion than she had ever shown anyone, maybe even Drew.

Linda started to rock, forwards and back on Ryan's cock, as he ran his fingers through her hair. Drew was going insane. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He didn't know how long he could take it. She pulled off at one point, wrapped her hand around Ryan's cock and looked up at him. She smiled so tenderly, and so sweetly, that Drew's heart nearly broke. She smiled up at him and stroked his hard, wet cock for several seconds, then dove back down on that cock of his with an eagerness and hunger Drew had never seen in Linda before. 

As Drew watched Linda sucking Ryan's hard cock, he was overwhelmed with emotions. He couldn't sort them all out. He was insanely jealous. He either wanted that thing to stop or he had to be a part of it. He was paralyzed for some reason, which would not allow him to do either. 

Drew didn't really want it to stop. It was the most thrilling scene he had ever witnessed. He was angry that, for whatever reason, he could not take part. He sat motionless, while Ryan, Mae and Linda were having the most exciting sexual experience he could imagine, he was in the same room and was not a part of it. 

Drew watched as his pretty little Linda sucked Ryan's cock and he wanted to participate, but he didn't want to spoil that magnificent experience that the two of them were enjoying. He could see what it meant to Linda, and he would never dream of interrupting that. At the same time, he wished that he could be a part of it somehow. He wished that he could be Ryan, with Linda's lips around his own dick. He wished that he could be behind Linda, fucking her from behind as she sucked Ryan's beautiful cock. He wished that he could fuck Ryan, as Linda sucked Ryan's cock. He wished that he could be Linda, sucking Ryan's perfect cock. 

Drew found myself desiring Ryan, wanting him, wanting to be him. He wanted to touch him to feel like him, to feel him, to taste him. He wanted to share with his Linda, that thing she had, moments before, when she and Mae shared Ryan's cock. Drew would have given anything to have Ryan and Mae share his cock that way. He would have given anything to share Ryan's cock with either or both of those girls. What an exciting thought it was to imagine the three of them, Linda, Mae and him, all going down on Ryan. It was not out of the question. The night was young.

Just then, Drew felt Mae's hands on his legs and she suddenly appeared, just above his knees. He was startled by her pretty, little face. "Hey, you," she whispered. "Feeling neglected over here?"

"Maybe, just little."

"We can't have that! Don't you worry. Mae's back in town and Mae will take very good care of you."

Mae ran her hands up Drew's thighs, into his shorts and found his aching member. She wrapped her slender little fingers around his cock and whispered, "I've missed you."

Mae pulled Drew's shorts off as he took his shirt off. She stared at his cock for a few seconds and said, "I've missed this guy too." She noticed that he was still watching Linda and Ryan, she glanced over her shoulder at them and said, "Your little ol' lady gives good head, huh? I can see that Ryan likes it." 

"You're better!" Drew said

"What?"

"You give better head that Linda."

"You are so nasty. You should never say things like that," she said, looking back at Ryan and Linda, "Not while she's in the room."

Mae raked her long silky hair across the tops of Drew's thighs as she moved her face toward his cock. It gave him goose bumps. She knew it would. He felt her hot breath on his cock and he trembled with anticipation. It felt as if Mae had been away for ages. It was so good to have her back. Mae tenderly touched her lips to the tip of his dick. He shivered. She slowly moved her moist lips side to side across the end of his cock as she done with Ryan's cock on Linda's lips. Then he felt her tongue swirl around the tip. It was all so familiar, but he was loving every second of it. He looked at Linda, who was sucking Ryan's cock so passionately, as he felt Mae tenderly engulf the head of his cock in her mouth. Drew looked at Ryan's firm, strong, beautiful body, and wanted to be him. 

Suddenly, Drew felt Mae, sucking his cock with more passion than he knew Linda could ever imagine. Mae was drawing something from deep in the core of him. He felt the need to explode. Mae sensed that need and abruptly stopped. She gently blew on his hot, wet cock to soothe him, then slowly raised up and looked him in the eye. They stared at each other for a while then she whispered, "I love you, Drew."

"I love you too, Mae," Drew whispered as he looked over her shoulder to watch his Linda sucking Ryan's cock. 

Mae climbed into the chair and straddled his legs. She moved over to block his view of Linda and Ryan. "Forget them!" she said, "I'm serious here! Do you hear what I'm saying to you?"

"You said you love me and I said I love you too."

"What I'm saying is, that I'm in love with you. I'm talkin' about forever shit. Are you listenin' to me? Do hear what I'm sayin'?"

"What bout them?" Drew asked as he glanced over Mae's shoulder.

"Fuck 'em!" she replied. 

Drew wished he could. He wanted to fuck' em, both, at the same time. He wanted so badly to get involved with what they had going, but he knew there was something private and intimate developing between them. It didn't seem right to interrupt it. He could see over Mae's shoulder that Linda was on her feet, with her arms around Ryan and they were kissing, deeply. It nearly tore Drew's heart out.

"Don't you see what's goin' on?" Mae whispered, "They're falling in love, right before our eyes." 

"Don't say that!"

"It doesn't matter if I say it or not. Its gonna happen. It had to happen."

Drew looked over Mae's shoulder again, she moved to block his view. Mae smothered his face with kisses, but he tilted his head enough to see that Ryan was gently lowering Linda to the bed; his bed. He envied Ryan's prowess, he was so smooth. Drew watched as he moved between Linda's knees. She wrapped her legs around his waist and Drew saw her hand slip down between them and he knew that she was guiding his perfect cock into her sweet little pussy. Drew wanted to be Ryan, just then, but eve more, He wanted to be Linda. He wanted Ryan inside of him.



Tryin' Ryan Ch. 03



Drew had been gradually coming to grips with that fact that he was falling in love with Mae. The fact that he still loved Linda seemed to complicate matters a little. He'd been trying to convince Linda that they should start seeing other people, for quite a while. But when he saw her with Ryan, he was eaten up by jealousy and excited at the same time.

Drew had no idea how he would react to meeting Mae's ol' man. He thought he would have to take a backseat to Mae's real boyfriend, but that didn't seem like the case at all. It seemed that Mae really loved him after all. It might turn out to be an even swap. If he could bare to let Ryan take Linda, he would gladly accept Mae as his woman.

Drew felt that he had made a new friend in Ryan, a true friend, a life long friend. He thought that if he could work through the jealousy of seeing Linda and Ryan together, and develop his relationship with Mae, without being inhibited by Linda's presence, he and Linda might finally be able to move forward.

That afternoon and evening had been a step in the right direction. Drew felt great about his relationship with Ryan, even as he watch him seduce Linda. He felt good about his relationship with Mae. The only thing left was to turn loose of Linda.

Drew had enjoyed watching Linda in bed with Mae and it excited him to see her with Ryan, but it was still hard to watch. He knew he had to clear his mind of all the clutter and concentrate on sweet little Mae.

Mae was straddling Drew in their favorite, big chair and had wriggled her tight little twat down onto his hard, aching member. Her pussy was certainly the tightest he had ever known. She rose and fell on his cock, over and over and he was reminded of why he was falling in love with that little China-doll. He was convinced that Mae was the finest lover he had ever had.

Drew was falling for her as hard as it appeared Linda was falling for Ryan. He heard Linda squeal and leaned to his right to look around Mae to see the two in his bed. Mae moved with Drew, and kissed him. Each time he tried to look at the bed she blocked his view. "Hey, remember me?" she said."

Drew finally realized how rude he's been and, said, "I'm sorry, Baby."

Mae kissed Drew hard and squeezed his member with the Kegel muscles of her pussy, then ground his cock beneath her. He was falling in love...again. It seemed that, in those days, Drew fell in love with every girl that gave him great sex. He didn't fall in love with every girl that gave him good sex, only those that gave him great sex.

First and foremost was his dear, sweet, sister, Jenny. She taught him the fundamentals of love and sex. Then there's Monica, of course, who further refined his education in the finer arts of carnal knowledge. Finally there's his protege, Linda. He tried to teach her all the things that Jenny and Monica had taught him. Linda had taught him a thing or two, along the well, as well.

It may appear that every girl Drew ever loved was related to him. That's not the case at all. Those are just the ones he'd loved most deeply, and those are the relationships that have lasted. The others have come and they have gone.

Drew thought he could read Mae's mind. She seemed to say to him, without words, "Take me to bed and make love to me." He rose from the chair with Mae pressed tight to his body. She wrapped legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around her and walked to his bed. He lowered the two of them gently on that big feather bed. Paying no attention to the other pair of lovers there. No one else existed in the universe at that moment.

As Drew lowered his weight he felt his rock-hard cock drive even deeper into Mae's pussy. She let out a long, low moan. He lifted himself up a bit, so as not to crush his little lotus blossom and slowly pulled his dick almost out of her, and then, just as slowly thrust it deep inside of her again, and again, and again. With each long, slow thrust she moaned.

Just as Drew was a fraction of a second from cumming in Mae's sweet little poon tang, she froze and held perfectly still. Drew did the same, and was able to postpone his orgasm. He too held perfectly still, his heart pounding through his chest and his breathing labored.

Mae slowly unwound herself from Drew. He pealed his sweaty chest from her glistening, heaving little breasts and they were refreshed by a gentle breeze that wafted across them, through an open window.

As Drew gathered his senses, he became aware of the other lovers sharing their bed. As Mae and Drew had fallen on the bed, in slow motion, they landed with their heads toward the foot of the bed, while the other couple lay the other way. Linda and Ryan's legs had been just a foot away from them all along. They hadn't noticed. Linda and Ryan were lying perfectly still beside Mae and Drew.

Drew could hear them breathing, softly, in unison. Linda's legs were wrapped around Ryan's. Drew saw that Mae was tenderly running her fingers down Linda's leg and then up Ryan's. She reached Ryan's ass and ran her fingernail along the crack. Drew saw him shiver. Mae turned her head, stretched her neck and kissed the side of Ryan's leg.

Mae began to squirm and Drew sensed what she wanted. He raised up and allowed her to roll toward the other couple. She began to kiss and caress their legs, working her way up. When she reached the top of Ryan's leg, she worked toward his ass. Once there, she began to gnaw and nibble on the cheeks. She tried to burrow her face between his thighs.

Ryan raised up off Linda and she wiggled out from under him, to the far side of the bed. He rolled onto his back and Mae moved her face slowly toward his hard, wet, shiny member. She raked her shiny black hair across his legs and he trembled. Drew wondered if Ryan liked that as much as he did. Ryan reached down and pulled Mae's hair back behind her head and held it there.

Mae started to lick Ryan's cock, starting at the base and moving to the top . She licked off every drop of the juices that were Linda's and his. Then she took it into her mouth, every inch of it. He let out a satisfied moan and Linda giggled . Mae worked Ryan's throbbing cock slowly and smoothly and with such passion that Drew began to tremble himself. He found that he was inching closer until his chin was nearly against Ryan's leg.

Mean while Linda was moving closer on the other side. She gently raked across his chest and stomach with tips of her fingers, then reached over and stroked Drew's hair. She ran her fingers through his hair for a few seconds and he found she was gently pulling his head forward. She kept that gentle pressure on the back of his head until he was close enough to that perfect cock of Ryan's that he could see every vein in it. He saw how smooth the skin was. He could make out every drop of Mae's saliva.

Mae didn't realize that Drew was moving in that close to them until he kissed her cheek. She pulled back , slowly and turned her eyes to Drew. The corners of her pretty little mouth curled up. They both turned their attention to Ryan's cock and slowly moved toward it. Their lips met at the tip of his dick, just as Mae's had done with Linda's. Drew heard Linda gasp.

Just as Mae had done with Linda, she slid her tongue across the soft smooth head of Ryan's dick and touched Drew's lips and retreated. His tongue chased after hers. Soon they were licking the head of Ryan's cock and each other tongues and lips until they were sloppy with spittle. They pulled off and shared a tender passionate kiss.

Mae took Ryan's slick, wet cock in her little hand and stroked it as Drew watched. Linda's hand was still tangled in his hair. Drew felt the gentle pressure as Linda pulled him toward Ryn's cock. Mae swept the soft, velvety head of his dick back and forth across Drew's slippery, wet lips.

Linda applied a tiny bit more force and Drew parted his lips and accepted the soft, smooth head of Ryan's cock into his mouth. Drew heard Ryan let out a small moan. Linda echoed with a small groan of her own. She was sharing in his pleasure.

Mae's hand slid down to cup Ryan's balls and Linda pushed Drew farther down onto her lover's cock. He slid his lips over the head and then the sensitive skin just below it. Ryan moaned again and Linda giggle. She was taking such delight in his pleasure. She pushed down a bit more and Drew took in more and more of Ryan's dick until it reached the back of his throat. He relaxed his throat muscles and took in the rest, as Linda pushed him all the way down. Monica had taught Drew all about the Deep Throat thing. She had demonstrated it on him, many times. He'd watched her take some other rather large cocks into her mouth as well.

Drew pressed his lips against Ryan's body. He could smell Linda's pussy and Ryan's sweat in his pubic hair. He held right there, breathing in deeply of that aroma. The sent of his Linda on her new lover set Drew's senses on fire.

Drew heard Ryan moan deeply and Linda moaned in harmony. Linda's fingers scratched at Drew's scalp and her fingers twisted into his hair as she twitched with delight. Drew heard another moan as well. It was Mae, just inches away. Mae kissed his cheek and whispered, "This is beautiful, Baby! Suck that cock for me, Lover! Suck that pretty little cock for me."

Mae's words sent a rush through Drew that fanned the flames of his lust. His skin was tingling all over. He wanted nothing more in the world than to please Mae, at that moment, and pleasing Ryan would do that, he wanted to please Ryan as well. Linda was obviously getting a thrill out of it too. Drew pulled back until he had just a mouthful of Ryan's member and began to suck and slurp on that "pretty little cock."

Drew heard Ryan exclaim, "Oh, damn!" and Linda squealed.

Linda pushed Drew's head down and he took all of Ryan's "pretty little cock" in once more. Mae whispered, "Oh yes, lover! Suck that cock!"

That nearly sent Drew over the edge. He began to service Ryan's stiff, throbbing dick in every way he could imagine. Using his tongue and lips with a skill he didn't know he possessed. Doing all the little things he enjoyed, while Ryan and Linda moaned in harmony and Mae whispered in his ear.

Mae started to stroke Ryan's pretty little cock as Drew sucked it, and she whispered, "Let's make him cum, Baby!"

Drew started to suck harder and Mae stroked faster, saying, "Yeah, Baby. That's it Baby! Suck that thing!"

Then it was, "Oh, yes Lover, here it comes, Lover. Any second, Lover! Here it comes. Here it comes." Mae suddenly grabbed Drew by the hair of his head and snatched him away from Linda's grip and Ryan's perfect, pretty, little cock at the exact instant that he spewed the first shot of his load. Drew watched for inches away as it spurted on Ryan's stomach.

"Ryan bellowed a deep, loud, "O-o--o-o-h!"

Linda chimed in with a somewhat disappointed sounding, "A-a--a-a-w."

Mae chuckled softly as she watched Ryan's cock twitch, and moaned, "M-m-m-m."

Mae turned Drew's face to hers and kissed him as Linda dove down to envelope her lover's dick and milk out the last of his cum. Linda licked and sucked Ryan clean as Mae and Drew hovered above them and kissed.

Mae and Drew climbed back to the spot on the bed where they had started. She pulled him on top of her and said, "Damn, I love you!" she panted, "I believe you and I have some unfinished business..."



Tryin' Ryan Ch. 04



The room was dark when Drew woke up that morning. The windows of his room were covered with rather heavy drapes, so it was difficult to know what time of the day it was. Linda liked to sleep late, like just about everyone else that stayed at Monica's. 

Monica herself was a night person. She would usually get up at around eleven. If they'd had a shoot, they would usually start at noon or shortly after. Drew would try to have everything set up. They would often work until ten or later. In that house Drew was considered an early riser, since he rarely slept past eight AM. 

That particular morning, was the morning after that big barbeque. Mae had come back the day before and had brought Ryan with her. The events of that day began to play out in Drew's head. He recalled how great Mae had looked when he first laid eyes on her. He remembered how Ryan had looked when he'd first seen him. He recollected how Linda had looked at Ryan when she first saw him.

It was all coming back to him, the food, the drink, the smoke, the singing and laughing; it had all been so good. There had been a couple of guitars, Drew's harmonica and a set of bongos. Ryan's guitar was a wonderful instrument, an old Martin, with a sound that was so sweet, full and mellow. He played it so very well. He had a great singing voice too. He and Drew seemed to harmonize quite well. Their voices just naturally blended and they fell into a fine, close harmony.

Drew had asked Ryan if he was in a band. Ryan told him he wasn't, but was scheduled for an audition at a recording studio in few weeks, as a session man. He would be crashing at Monica's until then.

Then there were the memories of things that had gone on, up there in Drew's room; between Mae and Linda, Linda and Ryan, Mae and Drew; and Ryan and Drew. Drew remembered that he had gone down on Ryan. He could still taste Ryan on his tongue. He was overwhelmed with emotion; first was guilt, then there was titillation. Although he felt guilty, and somewhat ashamed, he was turned on, at the same time. 

"Damn," Ryan said just then, "That was one hell of party."

"Yeah," Drew chuckled.

Ryan lay quietly for several minutes. Drew figured he was reliving the events of the days and night before. Finally Ryan said, "Hey man, about last night: I never did anything like that before. I'm not gay or nothin', but if you are, it's cool."

"I'm not either, man. I'd never done that kind of thing before either," Drew was lying. He never thought of himself as queer, but there had been a couple other occasions where he'd found himself in bed with another dude and shit happened. 

There had been the weekend that Monica had taken Drew to the city to meet her friends from art school. He and Monica had stayed with her German friend, Gunter. The three of them had ended in Gunter's bed. Drew would have done anything in those days to impress Monica, and if that meant having sex with Gunter, so be it. Monica looked at it as if she were presenting Gunter, her mentor, with a gift. 

Monica looked at it as a learning experience for Drew, and besides she knew it would be fun to have Drew watch her fuck Gunter. She was sure too, that she would enjoy watching Drew go down on Gunter, and she did, very much.

Gunter knew that it was Drew's first time with another guy and was quite gentle. Drew was trying to appear sophisticated and worldly, to impress Gunter and Monica, but he actually enjoyed it. 

There was another time, back when Linda was still modeling for Monica, that Linda had brought her new boyfriend, Ronnie, out to Monica's, with the intention of making Drew jealous. Drew had been telling her that they should see other people, so she found herself a boyfriend. 

She brought her new boyfriend home on the day she was scheduled to do a shoot. Ronnie had wanted to sit in on the shoot, which was against Monica's rules. Monica decided to bend the rules for Linda. She told him that if he sat in, he would have to participate. Ronnie was more than happy to.

Monica took them all into her makeshift studio and dressed them up. She dressed Linda in a long flowing red dress and a red silk blindfold, then positioned her in the far corner of the room . She then stripped Ronnie and put a pair of red satin shorts on him. He also got a red blindfold. She placed Ronnie in a near corner. It was then that she turned to Drew. Monica stripped him down and put him into a pair of black, satin shorts. She led Drew to the center of the room. She placed a finger to her lips, to indicate silence and wrapped a black, silk scarf around his eyes.

Monica took up her camera and went to work. She flowed around the room, taking shots and calling out directions, from all sorts of angles. She became the photographer, director, choreographer, and puppeteer. After a few minutes, Monica found her spot, set her camera on its tripod and began to lead them through their dance. 

Monica had Linda performing all sorts of dance moves: swirling and pirouetting, gradually, gracefully, making her way to the center of the room. Monica had Ronnie making his way toward the center as well; just as gradually, if not as gracefully. Drew stood motionless. 

Drew stood his ground, gathering a sense of what was to come. Linda and Ronnie moved about the room in a narrowing spiral, drawn to the middle where they each anticipated finding the other. Neither of them knowing that they find Drew there.

When Linda arrived just a foot behind Drew, Ronnie was only a foot in front of him. Monica had Linda place her hands on Drew's shoulders. She knew right away whose shoulders they were. Monica had Ronnie kneel down. She had him reach out and place his hands on Drew's hips. Ronnie knew whose hips they were. Monica moved away from her camera, but the direction didn't stop.

Ronnie, in his effort to please Linda and impress Monica and Drew, never flinched. He followed through as Monica had him pull down Drew's shorts. Drew's cock was throbbing just inches from Ron's face. Monica had Ron place a hand beneath Drew's ball and wrap the other around the shaft. Linda pressed close to Drew and wrapped her arms around him, squeezing her breasts against his bare back and her crotch against his butt. Linda knew what was about to happen. She gave in to temptation and nudged her blindfold up, to see her boyfriend on his knees in front of Drew with Drew's cock in his hand. She gasped and clutched Drew tighter. She took Drew's blindfold off and tied it around his neck. As Drew looked down upon the blindfolded, young Ronnie, who held his cock and balls so tenderly, as Linda nibbled on his ear and whispered filthy little nothings into it. 

Monica had Ron lean forward, slowly, inch by inch, until his lips touched the head of Drew's cock. She had him kiss it, then lick it. Drew held perfectly still, with Linda draped over his shoulders, nibbling on his ear and neck, and Ron, gently holding his balls and tenderly stroking and kissing the head of his dick. Monica had Ronnie suck it. Ronnie didn't hold back. He really got into it. He seemed to enjoy it. Drew certainly did. Linda and Monica really got turned on watching young Ronnie suck Drew's cock. Linda pressed herself against Drew's back, nibbled his shoulder and dug her fingers into his chest while Monica just stood and admired.

Monica watched closely as Drew's breathing got deeper and faster, his heart was pounding in his chest. She could feel his temperature rise and saw his muscles began to tense. She didn't have to read Drew's mind to know what was about to happen. She stepped forward and grabbed Ronnie by the hair of his head and yanked him away from Drew. Monica finished Drew off later.

Linda and Drew had a crazy little weekend with Ronnie and Linda dumped their little boy-toy. Both Drew and Linda met up with Ronnie, secretly, several times after that. 

None of that had meant anything. It was just kinky sex to Drew, all part of some drug induced sexual blur, that had pretty much been forgotten until just then. The things that had happened in his bed the night before were different though. Those things seemed to mean something. Drew cared for each of those people, in one way or another. Some in ways he was yet to understand.

"Well, from what Mae's told me, I thought you guys had orgies all the time," said Ryan. "Shit, I was kind of looking forward to the next one." He laughed softly.

Drew snapped back to the present moment, and replied, "I'll check the schedule and see when the next one is."

"Well, let me know."

"I will."

"I gotta piss," Ryan stated and climbed out of bed. He stood there with his back to Drew and scratched his ass. Drew looked at that body that had looked like some sort of Greek god the night before. All those muscles that were so toned and well defined then, were relaxed now and he looked quite human, just a man, but still a damn fine man. Drew realized his cock was hard and wondered if it was morning wood or if he was aroused. Either way, his hand was wrapped around his throbbing member and he was squeezing it.

Drew wondered if Ryan's cock was hard. He wanted to see it, but Ryan never turned to face him until he'd pulled up his jeans. Drew watched him finish dressing, squeezing his cock all the while, resisting the temptation to stroke it.

Ryan opened the door to the hall and said, "I smell coffee."

"Probably Jamaica Blue Mountain."

"Ah," he said, "My favorite."

"So, you've had it?"

"In Trenchtown, mon."

"Probably fresher than what we've got."

"Either way, it is the best. See you in the kitchen."

Drew just lay there, clutching his cock. As soon as Ryan was gone he began to stroke that aching cock of his. He wanted to relive all those things they had done the night before, but only for a minute. Suddenly he felt guilty for feeling that way. He wasn't gay or bisexual. But there were feelings there, physical, emotional and maybe even spiritual, that he couldn't define.

Drew got up and went into his little 'loo' , as Monica called it. It was a small room that had once been a closet. They had converted it into an old fashioned toilet. There was a big heavy bureau, with a porcelain pitcher and bowl for washing. There was an antique commode, made of wicker, with an oak seat, above a chamber pot. They rarely used the commode and then only for pee. He freshened up and went downstairs.

Monica's kitchen was amazing. She had spent a lot of money to modernize it, while putting a lot of effort into keeping it rustic. She had a modern sink, with modern plumbing, as well as an antique sink with a working pump, that pulled water from the well, in the back yard. She had a brand new gas range, along side an old wood-burning stove. She actually cooked on that stove in the winter. It really warmed up that old kitchen.

There was a great big refrigerator-freezer beside an old icebox. They used the icebox for parties. They'd load that icebox with beer, put couple blocks of ice up top, and it worked like a champ. 

When Drew entered the kitchen he saw Mae, pouring herself a cup of coffee first. They locked eyes and she smiled. She stirred a spoonful of sugar into it, the way Drew liked it, and brought it to him. Then he saw Linda at the stove, scrambling eggs, with Ryan nearby, stacking biscuits on a plate. He looked up at Drew and said, "Just in time for breakfast, brother." They looked each other in the eye and Ryan smiled. Drew knew then that we were cool.

Mae handed Drew the coffee and kissed him. "Good mornin'," she said, "Here ya go," He knew that she had been pouring that coffee for herself until she saw him. 

"Sure smells good in here!" came a voice from the interior door. It was Drew's old buddy and bass player, Trash. He was one funky dude. He had more soul than any white guy Drew had ever known. 

Monica entered the kitchen next, followed by a couple of stragglers. They had a great meal. The food was good, the conversation was lively, and the coffee was excellent. Trash and Ryan talked guitars for a while, as the girls laughed and joked. Ryan told some stories and they all had a grand time.

It was a lazy day. After they'd cleaned up the kitchen, Monica gave Mae and Ryan a tour of the house. Later, Linda and Drew took them down to the river. They took a long walk down to the covered bridge that Monica loved so much. When they got back, they stripped down and took a dip in the river before they went up to the house. As they walked back up to the house, Linda held Ryan's hand and Mae held Drew's.

They had a light supper and a mellow evening. They went to bed rather early, they were all quite tired. Mae and Ryan spent their first night in their new room, while Linda and Drew slept together in the big bed. Drew welcomed the chance to be alone with his Linda. 

She slid out her clothes so smoothly. Drew loved watching his little cousin undress. He got out of his clothes and they slipped beneath the sheet together. It was another hot night and he loved how her sweaty breasts felt against his chest. 

Linda kissed Dew tenderly and he thought he felt some sadness in it. She pulled him on top of her and his cock slid home like it knew the way. He thought for a second that her pussy felt kind of loose after being in Mae's tight little twat the night before. He remembered how tight Linda's pussy was the first time they balled. 

Drew knew he shouldn't be have been thinking of Mae just then, but he couldn't help it. He thought of Ryan once or twice also. He had to wonder if Linda was thinking of him too.



Tryin' Ryan Ch. 05



The first week that Ryan was at Monica's was a busy one. Monica had her two new models Heather and Janet and she was shooting one or both them every day. Linda did the wardrobe and make up and Drew handled the equipment. Linda helped Drew out a lot though, she was not afraid of hard work, and they worked quite well together. A lot of the time though, Linda and Drew just stood and watched as Monica worked her magic. Not a bad gig; to get paid to watch beautiful girls take off their clothes and dance around. Linda had started off as one of Monica's first models. When she began to work for Monica behind the camera, she and Drew would get so turned on by the girls that sometimes they had to sneak away for a quickie. Monica frowned on that, and they got a bit more professional.

Monica tasked Ryan with some electrical work, that first week, since he was an electrician by trade, and that old house needed lots of electrical work. Ryan said it was a miracle the place hadn't burned down. Mae took care of household duties; such as laundry, cleaning, working in the vegetable garden and the like.

For the most part, Ryan and Mae slept in their own room while Linda and Drew slept together. One night though, Mae came in and slipped into bed with Linda and Drew. The room was dark and the heavy drapes were drawn so she couldn't be seen at all. It could have been anyone, but there was no doubt in Drew's mind that it was Mae. She crept into the room, as quiet as a Ninja. The bed barely moved as she climbed in. Drew smelled her frangipani body oil and knew it was Mae. 

Linda didn't wake up right away, so Mae and Drew lay there and kissed. They started slow and smooth, Mae's tongue slithering in and out of Drew's mouth with his in hot pursuit. Drew pulled her little body close to his and felt those wonderful breasts of hers against his sweaty chest and felt her hard little nipples against his skin. Those were hot summer nights and their body temperatures stayed above normal most of the time. Mae's little bod was hot to the touch, that night, and moist all over. Mae didn't sweat as much as the rest of them, she just glistened. 

When Drew slid his hand between Mae's thighs she was more than moist down there. Her pussy was wet and hot; so hot that Drew thought he might get scalded. He massaged her steamy little twat and she moaned, almost in audibly. Her voice could be so soft at times that Drew could barely hear her, even as she whispered right in his ear. She moaned just a little louder as he slid his finger up into that hot, tight little pussy of hers. She whispered softly, "I fuckin' love you. I really mean that."

"I love too, Baby," Drew whispered.

"I'm in love with you," Mae said, "You know that don't you?" She didn't wait for a reply. She pulled back the sheet, slid down between Drew's legs and took his cock into her mouth. She began sucking softly and silently at first and then got faster and louder, sucking and slurping, until Linda began to stir.

Linda squirmed a little and mumbled something. Mae wiggled up between the two of them and whispered in Drew's ear, "I'm sorry to leave you hangin' Baby, but I want me some Linda." Mae rolled over and he could hear Linda's pleasantly surprised moan as Mae kissed her. He couldn't see a thing but he heard them kissing and heard the sound of their slippery fingers sliding in and out and around their pussies. He felt the bed move as they writhed about faster and faster, Linda's moans getting louder and louder: until the whole bed shook. Linda was bucking and twisting with orgasmic convulsions. When she was finally calm, they all lay there for a minute or two, then Mae moved down and kissed Linda's wet, tired twat, then gently kissed the head of Drew's cock. She slipped out of bed, bent down and kissed Drew's lips tenderly and said, "Good night, Lover," and she was gone, leaving him with nothing more than an exhausted, satisfied girlfriend, the taste of Linda's pussy on his lips and a raging boner. 

Another night that week Mae crept in and spirited Linda away, in the middle of the night. She took her into Ryan's bed and they shared his little Linda. Drew woke up alone. They never spoke of it and Linda seemed a little embarrassed about the whole thing the next morning and wouldn't look Drew in eye until late in the afternoon. Linda made it up to Drew that night by making sweet, tender love to him.

Friday night found the four of them in Drew's room. The girls flirted and giggled and teased and tickled one another, while Ryan and Drew played guitars and sang. As the night wore on, Ryan found his way into the big bed with Linda and Mae curled up in the big chair with Drew.

Saturday morning found them all sprawled out across Drew's big bed. He looked around, in the dim light that had sneaked around the heavy drapes, at those beautiful people in his bed. He looked at Linda's pretty face, with that plump lower lip and the way the corners of her mouth curled up, just barely. It gave her the appearance of wearing a slight smile, even when she wasn't. It made him think of the Mona Lisa. Ryan lay next him, breathing peacefully, with Mae resting her head on Ryan's shoulder, her raven tresses fanned out over his arm.

Drew saw that beneath the sheet, Ryan's cock was hard, and just a foot away from him. Without a moment's hesitation Drew reached over and caressed it through the sheet. It twitched at his touch, but Ryan didn't open his eyes. Drew pulled the sheet back and began to touch the tender flesh of Ryan's firm member. Ryan placed his hand on Drew's leg, still without opening his eyes, and was soon stroking Drew's cock. Drew closed his eyes.

This went on for several minutes before Drew felt the bed moving. He looked up to see Linda positioning herself above Ryan and him. She placed her right knee between Ryan's legs and her left knee between Drew's, and watched them stroke each other. She leaned down and kissed the head of Ryan's cock and then she kissed Drew's. She moved back to Ryan's throbbing cock and took the head between those pretty lips of hers. She swung back to Drew's cock and took the head of his into her mouth. This continued as she kissed Ryan's then sucked Drew's, back and forth until she decided to devote her attention to Ryan and began to suck his cock with passion and hunger.

Mae was awake by that time and ready to join in. She climbed atop Drew and guided his cock up into her tight little pussy, as she lowered herself onto him. She rode him slowly at first as Linda sucked Ryan's's cock, then increased her speed and intensity until Drew couldn't hold back any longer. Drew shot his load deep into Mae's sweet pussy. She pressed down on him, so as to drive his cock into her as deep as she could. She held perfectly still, while Drew quivered and trembled beneath her. When she was sure he had shot his last, she squeezed his dick with the muscles of her cunt and milked the last of it from him.

Mae pushed Linda aside and climbed on top of Ryan, took his cock into her pussy and began to ride him slowly, but increased the severity of her attack quickly. She had soon reached the pace she had when was on Drew, grunting and panting with every pump. Drew heard the sloppy, slipping and sliding as his cum ran out of Mae's twat and spread out all over Ryan. Mae placed her hand to her pussy and the second her finger touched her clit, she started to shiver and shake. She closed her eyes and held her breath for several seconds before exhaling with a ragged sigh. She released a torrent of her juices that cascaded all over Ryan's cock and balls, up onto his stomach and down his legs. She rolled over and collapsed between Ryan and Drew. Drew touched her sopping wet pussy. She pressed his hand against it, squeezing her thighs together and trembled. 

Linda wasted no time getting back to work on Ryan's slick, cum covered cock. She licked and sucked and kissed all around it, lapping up all those marvelous juices, and finally took his member back into her mouth. 

Mae had soon caught her breath and scooted down behind Linda and buried her face between Linda's thighs. It was only matter of seconds before Ryan added his cum to the cocktail. Linda took every drop of Ryan's contribution and continued to lick up everything that smeared around his cock, while Mae ate her pussy and ass from behind. 

Linda laid her cheek on Ryan's wet, sweaty stomach and moaned softly as Mae finish her off. As Mae sensed that Linda was about to cum she raised up and plunged her finger into Linda's butt hole, at just the perfect instant. Linda let out a yelp, then began to pant and grunt and shiver and shake, then finally collapsed between Ryan's legs with her cheek on his thigh.

They all fell back to sleep and didn't rise for a couple more hours. Drew woke up last and thought he'd had the greatest wet dream ever, so great, in fact, that he was still wet. His body and bed smelled of sex. It was fantastic. He stripped the bed, grabbed some clothes and headed for the only real bathroom on the second floor. He hadn't bothered to get dressed, since he was still drenched in sweat and the juices of his lovers. He figured he could get to bathroom without being seen and besides, if someone saw him, what the hell. He'd seen just about everyone in that house naked. 

Drew walked down the hall, clothes in one hand, towel in the other and his half-hard cock swinging to and fro. He had almost reached the bathroom when Monica's newest plaything emerged. It was Heather, that Golden Hawn/ Marilyn Monroe looking chick. She had Goldie Hawn's face and Marilyn Monroe's body, the brains of a scarecrow and the cutest little giggle Drew had ever heard. That morning she was dressed like Elly Mae Clampett, with her hair pulled back in a pony tail, a little plaid shirt, tied in a loose knot just under those killer knockers of her, and those short, cut off jeans. 

She stood staring at Drew as he walked toward her. He was looking her up and down and she had her eyes trained on his cock. She stood blocking the door way, "Takin' a shower?" she giggled.

"That's the plan my dear"

"Need any help? Scrubbin' your back or anything?"

Drew found myself involved in a test of wills. Could he possibly control himself and not get a hard-on, and if he lost control, would he conceal it with his towel, or just fly the high hard one. He chose the latter.

She looked down and said, "O-o-o-h!"

That was it. He laid his hand on her shoulder and gently pushed her back into the bathroom and closed the door behind them. They started kissing right away. She kissed like a teenager. Drew thought she was trying to tickle his tonsils with her tongue. She pressed those big boobs against his chest and rubbed her thigh on his leg. She went down to her knees and wrapped her lips around his cock. She sucked it like there was no tomorrow. He got off in a minute and a half. He shot in her mouth without warning. It was small load, but Elly Mae seemed to like it. She gobbled up every bit of it, and said, "M-m-m-m!" then giggled, like a little girl finishing an ice-cream cone. 

She stood up, smacked her lips and said, "I should probably brush my teeth again."

"Probably should."

Drew watched her ass swish back and forth as she brushed. That one was pure sex wrapped up in a package, and a "dirty little girl" too. He could see Annie's attraction. She kissed him quickly, on her way to the door, wiggled her fingers in a wave and said, "Bye-bye,." She peeked out into the hall before she scampered away.

Drew knew better than that. Monica didn't like anyone messing with her models, without her permission, especially before she was done with them. If Monica had found out about that little incident, she would have kicked that pretty little piece of ass to the curb and then stomped a mud-hole in Drew's ass.

Linda would have been pissed off, but she would have gotten over it. Drew wondered how Mae might have taken it. All he knew was that his weekend was off to a hell of a start.



Tryin' Ryan Ch. 06



Ryan, Mae, Linda and Drew all went down to the river that Saturday afternoon. They stripped themselves of their clothes and dove into the water. They swam and played like children. 

They had naked "chicken fights" with Mae on Drew's shoulders and Linda on Ryan's. Drew loved the way it felt to have Mae's little poon pressed against the back of his neck as they tussled.

Drew had always thought Linda was tough, but it was clear that Mae could really fight. At one point Ryan slipped, Mae gave them a good shove and down they went. Linda clung to Mae and nearly pulled her with them. Drew held on to Mae. She ended up straddling Drew's shoulder and he pulled her around to face him, and buried his face into her cold, wet, little snatch, with the warm spot in the middle. She let go of a sloppy queef. Drew thought he was going to die. Mae fell back in the water, laughing, as he stood there stunned . Ryan and Linda didn't have a clue as to what had happened.

Ryan and Drew climbed up the bank, dried off and got dressed. They sat on the blanket and watched the girls frolic in the muddy water.

Mae started throwing mud at Linda and the fight was on. They threw mud, splashed water at each other and chased one another around until Mae caught Linda and tackled her. Ryan and Drew watched and laughed as their pretty little girlfriends writhed and wrestled in the mud. Drew got aroused and noticed that Ryan was too. Ryan saw Drew looking at the bulge in his shorts and chuckled.

Before long, Drew noticed that Ryan wasn't paying attention to the girls. Ryan was staring out across the river, obviously deep in thought and looking quite melancholy. 

"You OK?" Drew asked.

"It's nothin', man."

"Anything you want to talk about?"

"Just some personal shit, I'll sort it out," he said and seemed to look even sadder.

Drew had never offered to talk someone's problems out with them before. He was very selfish in those days. He always denied it though. He confused selfishness with greed.

Drew didn't consider himself a greedy person. He would share anything he had with his friends, but he wouldn't share my self; his body yes, but not his heart. He wanted to share all of himself with Ryan, if Ryan would let him in. 

'Who was this guy?' Drew had to wonder. 'And how is he bringing all this out in me?'

Ryan strummed his guitar and sang,"Well, I've been out walkin', I don't do that much talkin', These days..."

Drew wanted to join in and harmonize with him, but he knew this was one song Ryan should sing alone, at least at that moment.

They were taken by surprise by a pair of muddy, naked women. Ryan was barely able to put his guitar aside before Linda pounced on him. Mae landed on Drew at the same time. The crazy, wet, naked women squirmed and rubbed their mud all over them. Linda and Ryan started making out and soon Ryan's face was as muddy as Linda's.

Mae and Drew wrestled until she had him pinned on his back. He could have easily escaped, but he didn't mind having that muddy, little, naked chick sitting on him, with her dirty little titties just inches from his face. That is, until she started to tickle him. He was extremely ticklish.

Drew's sister, Leslie, and Monica used to hold him down and tickle him without mercy, when they were kids. The girls loved it and Drew hated it.

Drew got a hand free and started to tickle Mae. "Oh no!" she squealed. He didn't let up. He loved the feel of her muddy pussy as she wiggled and squirmed. The sound of her giggles was delightful. "Stop," she gasped, "Stop! I mean it!"

Drew should have been more sympathetic, but he persisted. He dug my fingers into her ribs and she grunted, "I'm gonna: I'm gonna!" He turned her loose and she rolled off the blanket and exclaimed, "Pee!" She rose to a squat, right there by blanket and let go, sighing, "Ah-h-h-h."

Drew burst into laughter, with Mae glaring at him. The other two broke their kiss and looked over. Linda was amazed and Ryan was obviously embarrassed.

When Mae was done, she squatted there, glaring at Drew, and asked, "What are you laughing at?" he was still struggling to get his laughter under control and was almost there, when Mae reached between her legs, wiped her pussy with her hand pussy and flung it in his face. He burst into laughter, all over again.

"Oh gross!" cried Linda. And Ryan snickered. 

"You think it's funny, too, do you?" Mae asked, as she swiped her hand across her twat again.

"Don't you dare," Ryan growled. Mae got a wicked, little glint in her eye. "You'd better fuckin' not!" he warned. She did. She hit him square in the face with several drops of her pee, and laughed out loud. It was a different laugh than Drew had heard before. There was a bit of venom in that laugh. Some of Mae's pee got on Drew's chest , which made him laugh even harder, and a little of it landed on Linda, which made her shudder in disgust.

Ryan sat up. Drew could see through the mud that his face was getting red with anger. Linda offered him a napkin, he snatched it from her hand, and swiped it across his face, which only smeared the mud. At that moment, Ryan's red, mud-covered, piss-smeared face was the most comical thing Drew had ever seen.

He fought hard to hold back a laugh that was swelling inside me. The struggle to hold back at that moment, was like an itch that you just can't help but scratch. He held it inside until Mae said to Ryan, "You don't have to get pissed off, just 'cause you've been pissed on."

That's when Drew lost it. He convulsed into fits of laughter and Ryan jumped to his feet. Mae was laughing again but the venom was gone. They thought that was funny shit. 

Ryan grabbed his guitar and stomped toward the house, with Linda at his heels. Mae collapsed across Drew, then rolled over on the blanket beside him, and they laughed together; long and hard. Mae thought the whole thing was as funny as Drew did. Anyone who might have witnessed that scene would have agreed, unless of course you were falling in love with Ryan.

Mae and Drew laughed until there was no laughter left in them. She said at last, "I think we need a bath." She pulled him to his feet and dragged him down to the bank, then pushed him into the river, clothes and all.

Saturday night, their little "gang of four" had assembled in Drew's room and brought with them a little piece of the small party that had been going on downstairs. They'd brought a tray of fruit and cheese along with a half a bottle of wine and a couple of joints.

As was becoming their week-end routine, Ryan and Drew played and sang as the girls played "slap and tickle", with the guys looking on. The girls got deeper and deeper into one another. It appeared that Mae was falling as much for Linda as she was for Drew, and Linda might have been falling for Mae as deeply as she had been for Ryan. A lot of what they labeled as love in those days was probably nothing more than lust. It was different with those people in Drew's room that night. They all cared very deeply about each other. It was confusing and confounding at times, but it was truly beautiful.

Mae and Linda undressed one another and Mae pulled Linda to the bed and fell on top of her. The two of them truly made love. Drew enjoyed watching Linda's pretty face as she was being pleasured by Mae, nearly as much as he liked watching Mae's skillful tactics. Mae would kiss Linda's body with such tenderness and touch every inch of her skin with a delicate grace, then consume Linda's entire being in fiery passion. They would become one.

Drew was sunk into my chair, in total awe, when he felt Ryan's hand caressing his leg. He was sitting at Drew's feet, with his hand on Drew's thigh. Drew pulled his shorts to his knees and Ryan removed them. Ryan was on his knees in front of Drew and started using both hands to softly stroke his thighs. He bent down and pressed his lips to the head of Drew's cock and paused. His lips parted and accepted Drew's stiff member into his mouth. He started slowly and gently with some hesitation, but soon let go of his inhibitions and Drew could feel his desire.

Drew's gaze shifted from Ryan's fine face with his cock sliding in and out of Ryan's mouth to the beautiful girls, making love on the bed, and back again. It was more than he could bare and he was sure Ryan sensed it from his breathing and pulled away just before Drew came. He pulled away and finished Drew off with his hand. He slid his fist up and down Drew's cock, made slick with his own saliva. He had only stroked Drew's stiff dick a half dozen times when Drew started to cum. He captured Drew's cum and spread it all over his cock and kept stroking him until he had nothing left in him, then he crawled to the bed.

Ryan climbed onto the bed and moved in behind Mae, who was lying on top of Linda. Mae saw him coming and raised her hips to welcome him. He maneuvered himself behind Mae, smeared what was left of Drew's cum on his own hard cock, stroked it once or twice and slid it into her hot, dripping little snatch, as she let out a long deep breath. Linda looked up at Ryan and he gazed down upon her. They stared into each other's eyes as Ryan fucked Mae and she continued to manipulate Linda's little twat with her nimble fingers.

Ryan closed his eyes as he released his load into Mae's sweet little pussy and Linda bit her lower lip. Drew knew that Linda was receiving the same pleasure from watching Ryan cum that he got from watching Linda's face as Mae got her off. Linda let go and allowed herself to join Ryan in his orgasmic bliss.

It was all more than Mae could stand and she was soon part of it. Mae began to twitch and pant between them. Moments later they all collapsed on the bed.

Drew sat there in that big old chair, with his cock hard again, still sticky from Ryan's head job, wishing he had shared in that thing somehow, but knowing he couldn't have managed it. There was nothing left in him: no fluids, no energy, nothing. He was totally spent. He felt privileged just to have witnessed it. 



Tryin' Ryan Ch. 07



The sun rose on another fine Sunday on Monica's farm. The early morning light filtered into Drew's room and illuminated his bed, full of beautiful, naked, sweaty, sexy people; his people. He loved them all.

There was Linda, his crazy little cousin, Linda. She and Drew had been a part of each others lives as long as either of them could remember. They hid and touched one another as kids, stole away and made out as teenagers, danced and partied and made love as young adults.

Drew had tried to push Linda away, so many times. He ran away from her, rejected her and broke her little heart time and again, but she kept coming back for more. Once she finally caught him, she'd wrapped his heart up so tight that he never wanted to let her go. That was exactly what was about to happen, though. Drew was going to have to let her go, with Ryan, upon whose shoulder she rested.

Ryan was the coolest guy Drew had ever met. Ryan was smart, talented, funny, charming, witty; he had it all. Drew loved him too. Drew loved him too much, or so it seemed. He had never loved another guy the way he loved Ryan and it made him uncomfortable, at least in the beginning. Drew was growing accustomed to it, some what, by that point. He still feared that his feelings could grow even deeper, that he might fall in love with Ryan in some romantic way, and that would prove he was gay. That troubled him. Having sex with Ryan, in that age of free love didn't bother Drew. As a matter of fact, looking upon him, in that dim light, Drew felt very attracted to him. He looked at Ryan's naked body, at his half-hard cock, and he wanted him.

Drew felt Mae began to stir. She lay with her head on Drew's stomach. As she writhed about her long black hair tickled him and he had to gather it up in his hand. She wiggled up, kissed his cheek and fell back to sleep on his shoulder. Drew loved that one too. He was most definitely falling in love with her. She was the most fascinating creature Drew had ever known. She was every bit as witty and clever as Ryan and she had a certain wisdom about her. She was intuitive and seemed to understand things on a deeper level than the rest of them and could express her thoughts so concisely.

Mae constantly amazed Drew. She had a delicate beauty about her and at the same time she could be bold and brash. She told him time and time again that she was in love with him and she knew he was in love with her. She was right, of course. She told him that he should come away with her when she left for San Francisco in the following month. He wanted to, so badly, but he didn't think he could.

They all had a leisurely Sunday, and a mellow Sunday night. Monica's model, Janet had left, but Heather stayed on, more as a plaything of Monica's than a model, at that point. So it was the six of them. Ryan and Mae, Linda and Drew, Monica and her newest girlfriend, Heather.

They all spent the evening in the parlor, with Ryan playing his guitar as Drew accompanied him on harmonica and supplied harmony to his vocals. Ryan played so well. He was one of the finest guitarists Drew had ever known and absolutely the best singer with whom he'd ever harmonized. It would be hard to say if it was Ryan's talent or just a natural phenomenon that caused their voices to fall into that wonderful, close harmony. It was thrilling for the both of them and a joy to those who had the pleasure to hear them sing together.

Mae was teaching Linda needle point. They sat quietly together on a sofa, working on their craft, while Ryan and Drew played and sang, and Monica played young Heather like a fine instrument, in the love seat.

It was always a pleasure to watch Monica make love. It was just one of her many talents. Drew loved looking at the faces of her lovers as Monica graced their flesh with the delicate touch of her fingers and passed her lips over their skin. Heather's pretty face was especially gorgeous as she became enraptured by Monica's skills. Monica was a virtuoso. It was truly inspiring. It did indeed inspire Ryan and Drew to take their music to a higher level that night.

As Monica and Heather began to kiss and caress one another, their passion grew until Drew thought they might undress each other and get it on right there on the love seat. After a few minutes though, Monica snatched her lover up and whisked her off to bed. Drew would have given anything to have joined them. It seemed that everyone else in the room felt the same way.

The inspiration was not entirely musical and they all soon felt the need to go to bed. It seemed quite natural that night for Drew to take Mae into his bed and suffer the slings and arrows of sweet sorrow as he watched his little Linda go off to bed with Ryan.

Mae took Drew's mind off them, and everything else, with just a kiss. Mae's kisses were spectacular, often starting so tenderly, with the soft brush of her lips; a slight flicker of her tongue and rapidly escalating into a ravenous feasting upon his mouth.

Mae and Drew gathered themselves, tenderly undressed one another, nearly trembling with anticipation and moved to the bed. They slid between the sheets and started afresh; with the brushing of the lips, the flickering of tongues, and soon it was accompanied by the softest caresses and gentle stroking.

Mae's porcelain skin shimmered in the candle light and her dark eyes sparkled, she had never seemed so lovely. Drew pulled her close and felt her small breasts against his chest. He wondered if she could feel his heart pounding. He felt her slender fingers wrap around his cock and pull him toward her. He moved above her and she guided him home.

Drew slipped effortlessly into her warm, wet niche. Her little poontang was already snug, but she squeezed it even tighter with the muscles of her cunt. Mae was a talented lover. She could sense when he was about to cum and rake her heels across the small of his back, or dig her fingernails into him, or plunge a finger into his asshole at just the right the instant to turn an oozing gush of cum into a spewing torrent. He was overcome by her passion that night and lasted barely a minute before he was blowing his load deep inside his gorgeous little lover.

Mae didn't let him slow down for an instant. She buried her fingertips into the cheeks of his ass and kept him humping at a steady pace. Drew never missed a beat as he shot his wad. His dick stayed hard and he kept up the pace. Her pussy was hot and sloppy with his cum as she squeezed his dick and moaned, "Oh yeah, that's it Lover! Fuck me!" And he did. He stroked her with renewed vigor, while she grunted her little feral animal sounds and panted in his ear.

Mae soon began to shiver and shake, as she began to cum, but Drew was far from done. He kept up his pace as Mae started to relax. Moments later he shot another load into her. "Damn," she muttered.

Drew rolled over on his back and held her close to him. It was another of those hot summer nights, their skin felt a thousand degrees, but he didn't want to let go of her, but he slowly loosened his grip and she rolled beside him.

Drew's mind drifted to the bed in the next room and he thought of Linda; and Ryan crossed my mind. Just then Mae squeezed his dick and whispered, "Do you love me or what?"

"Of course I do."

"Of course you do. You comin' with me when I leave?"

"I dunno."

"I know."

"What do you know?"

"I know you're comin' with me. You just don't know it yet."

"How do you know that?"

"'Cause I know you. I know you better than you know yourself. I've known you forever. I knew you before you knew yourself."

"You're blowin' my mind."

"I'll blow your mind alright. That's not all I'll blow." Mae moved down and enveloped his cock in her mouth. She gently slid her lips up and down the length of his cum slicked shaft several times, then released it. She climbed on top of him and took him into her pussy again and fucked him, slow and smooth.

Mae fucked him, then they rolled over and he fucked her, slowly, steadily, passionately for what seemed like hours. He came; she came; and on and on: all night long. It was Zen. It was Tantric. It was magical. It was fantastic.

Monday morning found mellow times on Monica's farm. Drew had slept with just Mae the night before and he felt great about it. He had kissed sweet little Mae and left her sleeping in his bed. He had finally starting to get past his jealousy over Linda and Ryan. It was foolish, of course. He had tried to push Linda away for years, telling her to find a boyfriend her own age. Age wasn't a factor as it was when she was thirteen and fourteen and trying to be his girlfriend. Ryan couldn't resist her even then. Even as they grew older he tried to convince her that she needed to find someone that she might have a future with, a relationship she didn't have to hide.

Linda and Drew had discussed their relationship at great length, many times. It was difficult. They had been deeply in love for years, but Drew always knew that there was no future for two first cousins. He had told her from the very beginning. She was blind to it all at first. She was a silly little girl in the beginning. She was only thirteen, and he was seventeen, when they first got serious. She was convinced that they would find a way to make it work out. Ironically, as Drew was trying to convince Linda that there was no way for the two of them to have a future together, he was having the same type of discussions with her little sister, Luanne, and wishing that the two of them, Luanne and he, could find a way to make it work. Nobody knew about his relationship with Luanne.

Drew didn't help matters. Even as he tried to push Linda away, he kept taking his into my bed, and deeper and deeper into his heart. Now here she was actually falling in love with someone that might offer her a real relationship and he was going insane with jealousy. He couldn't imagine his life without Linda. She had been at his side or just a phone call away for all those years.

To make matters worse, Drew was jealous of Linda; that she was stealing Ryan's's attention away from him. It would have been different if it was Mae. She had known Ryan before Drew ever did. He would have felt privileged to share Ryan with Mae. He had even fantasized about a relationship involving Ryan, Mae and him.

All these thoughts were going through Drew's head while he brewed a pot of coffee. As he poured his first cup, Ryan entered the kitchen. His emotions stirred as the coffee swirled in his cup. He felt strangely nervous at Ryan's presence. He loved that guy, more than he had ever loved another man. He'd had some very close friends in his life, but none so close as Ryan. He had taken a very special place in Drew's heart, very quickly. But he was poised to take his Linda away. Drew wanted to be happy for them, but he was struggling with that.

Drew stood to gain, as well. He could have Mae. She loved Drew as much as he loved her. To start a life with Mae, though, would mean going to San Francisco, at least for a while, and leaving Monica's, and all that was familiar to him. He poured Ryan a cup of coffee and handed it to him, with just a nod. Drew was deep into his thoughts. Ryan accepted without a word and stared silently out the kitchen window, lost in thoughts of his own.

It was becoming apparent that they were approaching a cross roads. Ryan and Linda would soon leave together and Mae was going to leave, with or with out Drew. Going to San Francisco was sounding more and more tempting. He could have stayed with Monica. After all, it was just Monica and him in the beginning, out there at her farm, but so much had changed since then.

Drew was startled by a delicate female voice, asking for a cup of coffee. It was Heather, Monica's model, turned girlfriend. She was up a little earlier than usual. He turned and looked at her lovely face. Unlike many of Monica's models, Heather looked good, first thing in morning, with no make up at all. She'd brushed her teeth, washed her face and combed her beautiful blonde hair and that's all she'd done to fix herself up. She wore one of Annie's large man's t-shirts and she looked gorgeous. She glanced at Ryan as Drew poured her coffee. Ryan barely acknowledged her. Drew new that she found him 'dreamy', but Ryan kept her at a distance.

Heather looked back at Drew and smiled. His heart skipped a beat. They gazed into each others eyes for several seconds before she turned to fetch the cream from the fridge. He watched her walk away from him, and could tell, even through that huge, loose-fitting t-shirt, that she was shaking that ass of hers. She was one of the sexiest women he'd ever known. She took up the cream pitcher, turned and walked back to him. He could make out the shape of her ample breasts and her semi erect nipples through that loose shirt she wore. She stopped just inches from where he stood before pouring the cream into her cup. She looked up at him as she took her first sip. He felt a stirring in every fiber of his being. It was all he could do not to grab her up and kiss her. 

"There you are," Monica said. Heather turned sharply to face Monica. "How's the coffee this morning?" she went on.

"Good," Heather and Drew replied in unison. They looked at each other and Heather giggled. He got a tingle. There was something about the sound of that girl's laughter that had a wonderful effect on him, especially her giggle.

Monica smiled as he poured her a cup. She stepped between Heather and Drew to sweeten her coffee and pour her cream. She looked at Heather, and then back at Drew and gave him a little wink. He took that to mean that he was free to approach Heather, if he was so inclined. He smiled back at Monica. His heart took flight at the prospect of getting in the sack with Heather; as if he didn't have enough going on with Linda and Mae, not to mention Ryan. He would have been wise to just let that little blonde be. Heather looked him deep in the eye and he felt his manhood begin to stir. She glanced down at his shorts and detected the bulge. She smiled at him and he grew even more aroused. She giggled.

Drew topped off everyone's coffee cup and started another pot. Linda joined them moments later. She went straight to Ryan, who still stood silently, staring out the window. Linda wrapped herself around Ryan and kissed his neck. He barely budged. 

Linda then moved over to Drew and kissed his lips. He couldn't help but embrace her. She hugged him warmly. She gave him a bemused, little smile at the feel of his bulging manhood. She knew that she hadn't inspired it.He was assured that his little Linda still loved him, and always would.

Mae shuffled in moments later and went straight to Drew, and the coffee pot. She slipped her arms around his waist and clung to him as if she'd fall to the floor if she let go. He poured her a cup of coffee and stirred in one drop of honey and just a drop of cream. She took a sip and said, "I'd love to have a pancake."

Soon they were all bustling around the kitchen preparing a breakfast of bacon, pancakes and fresh milk. They sat and ate their breakfast as they talked and laugh, with the exception of Ryan, who was uncharacteristically somber.

Mae said that she was going into the city for a few days, and Drew's heart sank a little. It wouldn't be long before she would be leaving for the west coast and he wanted to spend as much time with her as he could. He noticed that Linda looked at Ryan when Mae made her announcement. Ryan looked up at her.

It was obvious to Drew that Linda viewed this as an opportunity for her and Ryan to spend more time together. Drew's heart sank a little more as he figured that he would be in for some lonely nights. It was then that he noticed that Heather was looking up from her plate at him. He glanced over at Monica and she just shrugged.

It was the start a quiet time at Monica's. There was no photo work going on, so they made themselves busy with various chores. There was always work to be done. Mae left after lunch. Drew walked her out to his Jeep and handed her the keys. He kissed her and held her tight. He didn't want to let her go.

"I'll be back in three days," she assured him. "Then we'll start getting ready to go to California. I'll miss you too, baby." She kissed him passionately, but briefly and she was gone.

When Drew turned back to the house, he saw Heather moving away from the screen door, she had been watching them. He was turned on for an instant, but his thoughts quickly turned elsewhere. He wondered where Linda and Ryan were. They had a habit of going missing at about the same time, quite often.

Drew wondered if Linda and Ryan were hiding somewhere, getting it on. The thought of Linda going down on Ryan, in some secret little spot, gave Drew an instant erection. He suddenly decided that he would not sleep alone that night. He wanted to share his bed with Linda and Ryan. The thought of the two of them together obsessed him. He pictured every conceivable position that they might find themselves in, and got more and more turned on with each image.

Drew couldn't get the thought of Linda and Ryan off his mind the rest of the day. He made sure to stay as close to Linda as he could after supper.

She went off for a bath and he kept Ryan engaged in music or conversation until he heard her exiting the bathroom. He met Linda in their room and could tell that she had other things on her mind than a good nights sleep. He came on to her right away and soon they were on the bed, kissing. He could tell that her thoughts were not with him at that moment.

"Why don't you go get Ryan," he suggested.

"Really?"

"Yeah," he said. "No need for him to sleep alone tonight."

"Be right back," she said, with a moment's hesitation.

In no time at all, Linda returned, dragging Ryan by the hand. Linda stripped down to her panties and sat on the edge of the bed. She pulled Ryan close and unbuckled his jeans. His pants fell to the floor and he kicked them aside. His cock was half hard until Linda gently ran a finger from his balls to the tip of the head. Ryan's cock slowly rose to attention.

She leaned forward and tenderly kissed the tip of his cock and it twitched, she giggled softly. Adam ran his fingers through her hair and she enveloped half his cock in her mouth and slowly drew back as he moaned. She echoed his moan as she stared at his wet shiny member.

Drew was getting his wish. He was watching his Linda suck Ryan's cock and his emotions were beginning to rage: desire, envy, jealousy, lust. He wanted to watch her suck Ryan's cock as he wanted to suck that cock as well. Drew wished that it was his cock that she was sucking. He wanted to share Ryan's cock with her, but he just watched.

He looked at Ryan's face and could see the pleasure that Linda was giving him. Linda and Ryan exchanged glances and he could see the love in their eyes. It ate Drew's heart out but he couldn't get enough. He wanted to see Ryan cum in her mouth, and at the same time he wanted Ryan to cum in his mouth.

Linda took all of Ryan's beautiful cock into her mouth and slid back as he moaned again. Each of his moans were echoed by Linda as she was so pleased to give him such pleasure. She held the end of his hard throbbing cock in her mouth and sucked with such passion and used her hand to stroke it with such lust that Drew could hardly stand it, and neither could Ryan. He had to grab her head and hold her still as he gathered him self. Linda chuckled softly. She pulled her lips back and kissed the tip again, softly.

Linda reached up, pulled Ryan's head down and kissed his lips. Drew heard her whisper, "Get in here and fuck me." Drew moved over and let Linda and her lover crawl in beside him, Ryan between Linda's open legs. Linda moaned as she guided Ryan's cock into her warm, wet and waiting cunt. "God," she gasped, "I love you so much!" Ryan glanced at Drew and smothered her with an open mouth kiss.




Tryin' Ryan Ch. 08



Drew awoke without opening his eyes. He wasn't sure if he was awake or not. He tried to collect his thoughts. His first thought was of Linda, as usual. She was typically the first thing he thought of every day. She was so much a part of his life, it was as if she were an extension of him. He could see her face in his minds eye. He could see her lovely, young body. He could smell her essence. He knew she was nearby.

Drew recalled how he had obsessed over her the day before, picturing her with Ryan. He imagined that he saw them, hiding away in the tool shed, or some private place, getting it on, in one way or another. He pictured his Linda going down on Ryan, sucking that perfect cock of his. Drew could see Ryan bending Linda over in the barn, giving it to her good; pounding that pretty little ass of hers.

Those images had crowded Drew's mind the whole day before. Each and every one of them turned him on, drove him crazy. He didn't think he could rest until he saw the two of them together. He thought back on the night before, how Linda and Ryan had gotten it on, in Drew's bed, with him right there, and not much more than an observer. He brought it all on himself. Drew had fantasized about the two of them together all day. He had told Linda to invite Ryan into their bed. Drew could have had Linda all to himself. He wanted to see Ryan fuck Linda. He'd gotten what he had wished for.

Drew thought about Mae and wondered if she was really coming back. She didn't take all her things, so he figured she'd be back. Besides, she really wanted him to go to California with her, and he still wasn't sure if he would. If he'd missed Mae that much after one day, he wondered how badly he would miss Linda after she'd left with Ryan.

Drew wondered how he'd ever live without Linda. She was a part of him after all. He could live without an arm or a leg. He could even live without one of my lungs or one of my kidneys. If Linda left, she'd take a piece of his heart. Was it a piece that he could live without? Only time would tell.

Could Mae ever replace Linda? Probably not. Linda never replaced Monica in his heart and Monica never replaced Leslie. It was time to move forward. Drew inhaled deeply and his head was filled with the essence of Linda. He opened his eyes.

Linda was just a foot away from Drew, spooning up to Ryan. Drew could make out the shape of her body and couldn't help but reach out and touch her. Drew gently trailed his finger down her spine from the nape of her neck to crack of her cute little ass, and back up again. He heard her sigh and he did it again. He ran his finger all the way to the bottom of her butt the second time.

Linda moaned softly and Drew ran his finger down her back once more. As Drew reached the bottom, she spread her legs and allowed his hand between her thighs. He ran his finger along the slit of her pussy and she moaned again. She bent her left leg and placed her foot on her right leg, opening her wet, warm pussy to him. He held his hand against her hot little box and gently massaged it.

Drew slipped his finger into Linda's tender little twat and swirled it around. Her breath was quickening. She reached back, gripped Drew's hip and pulled him to her. He took his hand from her pussy and aimed his cock at her twat as she pulled him closer. She reached down and helped him train his cock on her cunt. He pushed it home. She grunted.

Linda grunted softly, each time Drew thrust his cock into her. He fucked her nice and slow, gently sinking his throbbing dick into her sweet little twat as she continued to cling to Ryan. Drew watched Ryan sleeping, peacefully as he drove his dick into Linda's cunt, gently and smoothly. Linda was soon kissing Ryan's neck and the motion of her arm told Drew she was stroking Ryan's cock.

Ryan began to stir and turned his head to kiss Linda's lips. He rolled over to face her and kept kissing her face as he touched her body. Ryan fondled and caressed her breasts with his left hand and his right hand found its way to her pussy. He stroked her clit tenderly, making the slightest contact with Drew's dick. He slowly moved his hand down until he was cupping Drew's balls. The warmth of Ryan's hand made Drew want to cum, but Drew imagined he heard a tiny hum, that sounded a lot like Mae, in his ear and focused on that sound as he kept up the pace of his slow motion penetration of Linda's pussy.

Ryan kept his hand on Drew's balls and kissed his way down the front of Linda's body, while Drew fucked her from behind. Ryan sucked her lovely young breasts and had her moaning, the way Drew once had. Ryan released Drew's sac and caressed Linda's legs as Ryan moved down, kissing her belly and finally reaching her snatch, tenderly touching his tongue to her clit as Drew slowly slid his dick up and back in their Linda's pussy. The slow pace was tender torture to Linda. Drew knew that she was ready for some hard fucking, but he was enjoying the languid pace.

Ryan moved down a little farther and let the tip of his tongue make contact with the underside of Drew's shaft, holding it motionless as he glided past Ryan's tongue, up into Linda's twat and back again. When Ryan touched his tongue to Drew's balls, Drew froze and he licked them so tenderly, Drew had to fight my urge to cum. He found Mae's tiny hum in his head and kept the pace of his tender siege upon Linda's pussy.

Ryan pulled Drew's cock from Linda's pussy and took it into his mouth, sucking lustily. Drew moved down a little and Ryan pushed his face between Linda's thighs and engulfed more of Drew's cock. Drew placed his finger to Linda's clit to keep her engaged and thrust as far forward as he could, to give Ryan all of my cock..

Linda looked down at Ryan and tangled her fingers in his hair. She whispered, "Suck that cock for me, Lover. Suck my cock. Suck my big hard cock."

Ryan pulled his lips back to the head and wrapped his fingers around Drew's shaft and began to stroke his wet, slippery cock, jacking Drew off into his mouth. Drew knew Ryan wanted his cum and he was ready to give it to him, but Linda had other ideas. She pulled Ryan away from Drew's cock and up to her face. Drew slid it right back into her dripping twat. She planted a strong wet kiss on Ryan's lips and said, "I want to taste your beautiful cock, Lover."

Ryan moved to the head of the bed and rose to his knees. Drew rolled over with Linda, keeping his dick in her all the way. Drew was soon on his knees behind Linda, and Ryan was on his knees in front of her.

Linda stared at Ryan's gorgeous cock briefly, then looked him in the eyes, and said, "I love you Baby." She pulled his entire cock into her mouth. They all held perfectly still for several seconds. Linda slowly withdrew from Ryan's cock and buried Drew's deep in her pussy as she moved back.

Ryan and Drew held still as Linda rocked back and forth on their cocks. Drew looked at Ryan's face and could see the pleasure that Linda was giving him and something rose above his jealousy: it was pride. He was proud of being able to share such a wonderful gift with him, his Linda, their beautiful Linda. Drew looked down at Linda and was so turned on at the site of her sucking Ryan's cock that he could barely stand it. Drew reached out and touched Ryan's chest and suddenly felt grounded; the circuit was complete. Ryan touched Drew's arm as Drew caressed Ryan's chest.

Ryan slid his hand up to Drew's shoulder as Drew moved his hand down toward Ryan's crotch. Drew slipped his hand under Linda's face and cupped Ryan's balls as she sucked that cock of his. Drew pulled her hair back and watched her tenderly lick and caress Ryan's dick with her tongue and lips. Drew leaned forward, braced myself on Ryan's hips and kissed Linda's neck . Drew kissed her ear and then her cheek. He felt the motion of her cheeks and jaw as she worked on Ryan's cock. He could hear all the sucking, slurping sounds.

Drew let his lips glide across Linda's cheek, toward her mouth. She pulled back and held just the crown of Ryan's cock between her lips. Drew let his lips continue onto the shaft of that beautiful cock, all the way to the base and slowly moved back to the top, where Linda kissed him. He turned and kissed the head of Ryan's cock. He wrapped his lips around it and sucked gently. A soft moan escaped Ryan's lips. Drew took in a little more and sucked a little harder. Ryan moaned even deeper. Drew took in all of his cock, pressing his lips against Ryan's pubic hair and his nose against his flesh, inhaling the smell of his body. The scent of Ryan's sex; the lingering aroma of Linda's sweet pussy. They taste of her saliva.

Linda whispered in Drew's ear, "Yeah, Baby, suck his cock for me." he pulled back to the head and swirled his tongue around it. Ryan gasped. Drew began to suck that cock with all the passion he felt for Ryan. Linda said, "Oh yeah Baby, suck that beautiful cock. Isn't it beautiful? It's the most beautiful cock in the world."

Linda was right. Ryan's cock was gorgeous. It was perfectly proportioned to his body. When it was fully erect it stood out from his body at slight angle before curving gracefully up and the pink crown gave it the appearance of some sort of elegant bird; a swan, or maybe a flaming. Linda, Mae and Drew, all thought it was beautiful.

Drew had to withdraw and look at Ryan's cock for a minute. He took it in hand and stroked his saliva slicked cock as he took it back into his mouth. He resumed his passionate sucking, craving the taste of Ryan's cum. Linda whispered, "That's it, Baby. Suck that cock. Please our lover, Baby. Make him feel good."

Drew cupped Ryan's balls and felt them begin to tighten. Linda was moving closer and closer as she whispered, "Oh yes, Baby. Suck our lover's cock." Ryan's breaths were coming more quickly. Drew knew he was at the edge. Linda said, "That's it, Baby. Make my lover cum."

Drew heard it and he knew Ryan heard it. When she said, "My lover," Ryan's balls tightened, he grunted and Linda pulled Ryan's head back and took Ryan's cock into her own mouth as he shot.

Drew raised up and drove his dick as far into Linda's pussy as it would go. That pushed her face into Ryan and forced his beautiful, perfect cock down her throat. Linda gagged, Ryan grunted and Drew shot his wad. Ryan and Drew locked eyes as they both unleashed their loads of hot cum into their lover. Yes, Linda was Ryan's lover and Drew's: Ryan was Linda's lover and Drew's, and Drew was Linda's lover and Ryan's. Drew reached out and lay his hand on Ryan's shoulder. Ryan leaned forward, gripped both cheeks of Drew's ass and pulled him deeper into Linda as if, perhaps Drew could extend through her and into him.

Linda struggled not to strangle on Ryan's cum, but swallowed almost all of it. The rest ran out the corners of her mouth and down her chin. She pulled off his cock, rested her tongue below the head, wrapped her hand around his shaft and ran it from the base up. Ryan shot another stream of his hot cum into her mouth and then another. She gobbled it up. She milked out all of her lover's cum, to the last drop, as Drew drained every bit of his cum into her hot pussy.

Linda raised up and looked into Ryan's eyes. Drew pulled her hair back and kissed her neck. He traced a line with his lips up to her jaw and toward her chin. She turned to kiss him. Drew's lips found Ryan's cum that had run from her mouth. It was still warm and smooth. Drew licked all around her mouth until her face was clean. He sucked Linda's lower lip into his mouth and licked the cum from it. She offered him her tongue and he let it glide into his mouth. There was more of Ryan's wonderful cum there. Linda kissed Drew with her own powerful brand of passion. He felt Ryan's fingers run through Linda's hair. They broke their kiss and Drew released Linda and allowed her to turn and kiss Ryan.

Drew rested his chin on Linda's shoulder as they kissed. Drew was so close he could feel her desire for Ryan. Drew pealed himself from Linda's body and fell back on the bed. Linda and Ryan slowly loosened their grip on one another and parted, eyes still locked as Linda exited one side of the bed and Ryan the other.

Drew watched Linda go off into the loo and Ryan gather his clothes and walk out the door. Drew wondered how many people he could be in love with at one time.

When Drew entered the kitchen Ryan sat at the table, sipping his coffee, staring into space. Heather was there too, looking perky and cute. She smiled and said, "Good morning, Drew."

"Good morning Heather," he replied.

Drew heard Linda's voice from the next room and surmised she was on the phone. He poured himself a cup of coffee, picked up a slice of bacon off a plate on the counter and sat down beside Heather. He was finally beginning to enjoy her company. She wasn't real bright, but she was sweet and fun to be around. Of course she was easy on the eyes.

Heather was quick to laugh. Drew could get a laugh out of her in an instant, and her laughter had quite an effect on him. That morning, he made some silly joke about bacon and Heather giggled. He started to get hard and she noticed. She blushed and smiled and he got even harder, which caused her to blush even more. He got a full on boner and they both burst out laughing. Ryan looked at them as if they'd each sprouted a third eye. They struggled to contain their giggles like a couple of school children as Ryan scowled at them.

Linda came into the kitchen and said she needed to go into town and spend a few days with her mother. It seemed like she'd only just gotten back from one of those trips, but sometimes aunt Frances needed Linda around, and Linda was a good daughter, in that way.

As they discussed how they would get her into town, seeing as Mae had Drew's jeep, and how long she may be gone, Drew noticed a little twinkle in Heather's eye. It seemed too that Ryan's spirits sagged even more. He sat silent.

Monica came down shortly thereafter. Once she'd finished her first of coffee, she agreed to take Linda into town. Heather bounced around the kitchen like a cat on a hot tin roof, clearing the table; washing dishes; putting things away: while Ryan stared out the window and nursed the last of his cold coffee.

Drew knew that my next few days were going to be quite interesting. 



Tryin' Ryan Ch. 09



Linda had packed a small bag and was ready to go by the time Drew had finished his breakfast. She was headed into town to spend a few days with her mother. Ryan poured the last of his coffee down the drain. Heather took his cup and washed it, he nodded in appreciation. Ryan never had much to say to Heather. He thought she was a bit of an air-head. That really hurt her feelings.

Drew liked Heather; she was cute and sweet and funny. Actually she was more silly than funny. She wasn't particularly clever and she laughed at some pretty dumb jokes, but Drew loved the sound of her laughter. She had the cutest giggle he'd had ever heard. At times Drew even got an erection from hearing her laugh.

Heather was quite happy that morning. She was down right giddy. She got excited as soon as she heard that Linda would be gone for a few days. That would leave just her, Monica, Ryan and Drew in the house. So besides Monica, she would be the only girl around. Drew knew right away what Heather was thinking. So did Monica and Linda. Monica saw the way Heather looked at Drew when she heard that Linda was leaving, and just rolled her eyes. Linda saw it too and shot Drew a disapproving glance.

Linda knew that if there was only one girl in the house, Drew was sure to try and fuck her. With Heather it would take little or no effort. Linda knew that he was bound to sleep with Heather, she just didn't like him bringing other girls into their bed, if she wasn't there. It was a bit different with Mae. Linda was still a little jealous, but Mae was Linda's lover too. Heather was not.

The last time Drew had been alone with another girl there, it was Monica. It had been nearly a year before. That had been the last time he had slept with Monica. It had been very special. Monica and he hadn't slept together for a long time. They'd had some sexual encounters, usually with one of her models, but hadn't really slept together.

Often, right after a shoot, it was difficult for Monica to restrain herself. She usually had a crush on her new models and at the end of the first shoot, Monica often had to fuck the girl right then and there, at least in the early days

It was a marvel to behold. It would typically be just the model, Monica and Drew. That was before Linda joined them. Things changed after that. Once he got everything set up, he would just stand back and become invisible, until Monica needed something. As Monica photographed these beautiful young girls, she seduced them. She coaxed and pleaded with them to undress. She told them how gorgeous and sexy they were. She told them how hot they made her feel; how much she wanted to touch them, how she wished she could kiss them.

Some girls responded to that more than others, but they all seemed to respond. If that wasn't the right approach, she told them how they were affecting Drew, and that he wanted their bodies.

If the girl was responding to Monica's come on, she would slowly strip down as the model did. It made the girls relax a little and it usually got them turned on as well. You could see in the girls' faces, a look of desire and passion, which looked especially good in the photos. They knew that when the work was over, Monica was going to take good care of them. Other times, Monica would have Drew stand next to her as she worked. She would have him strip down to his shorts and she would stroke his body from time to time.

Sometimes she would stand behind Drew, both of them half naked, and take her shots from behind him. He would often kneel down as Monica took shots over his shoulders. They paused from time to time and kissed. They ran their hands all over one another.

Monica would stroke Drew's obviously hard cock through his shorts and look over at her model as if to offer it to her. It was a silent offer. If Monica's girl didn't want to sleep with Monica, she was welcome to sleep with Drew. Some chose Monica, some chose Drew. Others chose neither of them. Monica respected that. Of the ones that chose either Monica or him, must got both of them, separately or together.

Monica's studio was the converted dining room of her old farm house. It was one of the biggest rooms. It suited the purpose very well. The windows and walls were covered with rugs and tapestries. The doorway that led to the parlor was a double wide opening with just a curtain to separate the rooms. Monica didn't feel that her studio was an appropriate place for sex, mostly due to the lack of privacy. Only foreplay was allowed in the studio.

Monica made exception to her rule on a few occasions. In the early days, there was often no one else in the house and they would get it on right then and there. There were other occasions when a girl would drop to her knees and take Drew's cock into her mouth. Monica seldom interfered, rather she would step up close and watch, often fingering herself just inches away from the girl as the model sucked Drew's cock, sometimes offering the girl a taste of her finger. Monica would kiss Drew and caress him as her model went down on him, never taking her eyes off his cock.

Monica loved to watch Drew have sex, even though it made her jealous. She said that the jealousy added to the intensity of her pleasure. Monica was his first. She kept him close and was very possessive of him when he was young.

Monica told Drew that when she let her models have sex with him, she was offering them the greatest gift she had; him. She said she liked to watch them please Drew, knowing that none of them pleased him as well as she did. She had quite an ego. She said that she loved to watch him give another girl an orgasm, knowing that after that little girl had come and gone, he would still be giving his Monica plenty of orgasms.

Drew loved to watch Monica have sex with her models and later watched her have sex with other guys. It was really difficult at first, seeing Monica with another guy. He didn't view the jealousy thing the way Monica did. She would give him looks though, that drove him wild. She would look over at him, as she was taking a big hard cock into her pussy, or with a dick in her mouth and it was, as if it was all a show for him. He got off more than once, watching Monica get fucked or sucking cock, without even having to touch myself. She would usually get Drew involved with her and her other lover, in one way or another.

Drew let all those thoughts swirl around in his head as he finished his coffee. He kind of wished that it could have been just Monica and him in the house for a few days. He would have loved nothing more than to spend some quiet time with Monica. He thought about how great it would have been to sleep with Monica in her big bed. Her bed was as big as Drew's. He needed to talk to Monica. If there was anyone that could help him sort out the Ryan situation, it would be Monica.

Drew realized that Monica was sitting there with him, sipping her coffee and staring at him. They were alone in the kitchen. Ryan had gone out into the yard and started some sort of chores. Drew thoughts turned to an image of Heather and Monica, half naked, in Monica's great big bed. That was a definite possibility. Drew had been staring at Heather's pretty little face for half a minute, when she said, "Penny for your thoughts?"

"I was just picturing a beautiful, young blonde girl," Drew said, "with a pretty face and a gorgeous body," Heather giggled, his cock throbbed and he went on. "She was lying, half naked, on a huge bed, with another gorgeous girl, a red-head. They were calling me to the bed to join them."

"Then what happened?" Heather asked me.

"Then I heard someone say. 'Penny for your thoughts,'."

"I'm sorry. I wish I knew how that ended."

"When I find out, you'll be the first to know."

Heather giggled and asked, "So, do I know that pretty little blonde?"

"Yes, and you know the red-head too."

"And you think the blonde is gorgeous?"

"I certainly do," Drew said and stared into Heather's big, blue eyes. She took on a more serious expression than he had ever seen on her face. She suddenly seemed more mature and even more beautiful than before.

"So, do you think, that if things were different; that if you and I had met under different circumstances; that if you weren't with Linda..."

"I'm outta here!" It was Linda calling from the stairs. Heather gathered up Drew's breakfast dishes and turned toward the sink. He watched Heather's beautiful body walk away. He wondered if that shake of her ass was just natural or... She looked back over her shoulder at him and he knew.

Drew joined Linda at the bottom of the stairs. She peered into the kitchen, at Heather, standing at the sink, taking her time, washing Drew's breakfast dishes, shaking her ass to some music in her head. "You behave yourself. You hear me?" He nodded. Monica was just a few steps behind her. He walked them out to the car.

Drew kissed Linda and held her close. He was going to miss her. He knew that it was just an indication of what was to come. Soon, she would be leaving, with Ryan, for ever. He didn't know if he could stand it. He had to fight back a tear.

"See ya in a few days, right?" he said.

"Yeah, two or three days. I'll call ya if its gonna be longer. Mom's kinda blue and feeling all alone. Nicole is there, but she's not, if you know what I mean. She keeps to herself. You know Nikki." Linda stared at him as he nodded. Drew knew Nikki, very well. He had to wonder how much Linda knew about her little sister and him.

Drew loved Linda, but he actually loved Nikki even more. He had been involved with Nikki just about as long as he been involved with Linda. Linda was too young for him, but Nikki was even younger. Nikki and Drew had worked very hard to keep their relationship a secret. It seemed at times that Linda was aware that there was something going on and he was sure that Monica was on to them, but no one spoke of it.

"Give everyone my love," Drew said. Everyone at Linda's house, in those days, included Linda's mom, Frances, and her little sister, Nicole.

"Oh, I will," she replied with a subtle hint of sarcasm. She knew that Drew's thoughts were of Nikki at that moment. He kissed Linda again as she ducked into Monica's VW. He walked back to the house, listening to Annie's little bug putter down the lane. His head was full of thoughts of Nikki. He hadn't seen Nikki for couple of weeks. He really began to miss her.

As Drew got back to the kitchen, his thoughts turned to more immediate things. He had expected to find Heather there. The room was empty. He was a bit disappointed. He walked to the sink where she had last stood. He could still smell her. The soap she used, he was thinking it was lavender, a gift from Monica, lingered in the air.

Drew looked out the window and he saw Ryan. He was chopping wood. They didn't need fire wood. It was the dog days of summer. There was a enough wood cut, to last until November. Drew knew that he was chopping wood to relieve stress. He told Drew that he had done that at his brother's commune. He would sometimes chop wood for hours, just to blow off steam. Drew wondered what was troubling him, although he had a pretty good idea. Part of it had to be the same thing that was troubling Drew. This relationship between the two of them was fucking up both their heads.

Ryan had other things on his mind as well. Drew wondered how Ryan felt about Mae. She had been his girlfriend for quite a while. Now he was going to the city to pursue his music career, and she wasn't going along. She was going home to San Francisco. Did it hurt Ryan to lose Mae as much as it would hurt Drew to lose Linda, Drew wondered There was no way. It was not an even swap. As much as Drew thought he loved Mae, there was no comparison to Linda.

Linda had meant so much to Drew. Not only had she been his cousin all her life, she was his little buddy, when they were kids. She was his secret girlfriend, when they were teenagers. While Drew was in his band, she was his roadie, his groupie, his number one fan. She was his best friend, his assistant, his business partner. She was, and always would be, a part of him.

Drew was willing to let Linda leave with Ryan because he felt that Ryan deserved her. Drew wouldn't have felt that way about any other guy in those days. If he had to let her go, better with Ryan than anyone else. He felt good for Linda too. He felt that she was getting a guy that appreciated her, and someone that would look after her. But to let that happen, He had to let them both go.

So Drew understood, for an instant, what Ryan might be going through. No matter what the outcome of our relationship, here on Monica's farm. No matter how it turned out between Linda, Mae, Ryan and Drew; someone and maybe all of them were going to get hurt; hearts would be broken.

Drew watched Ryan, bare-chested, his long hair pulled back and tied behind his head, his sweaty skin glistening in the morning sun, his young muscles rippling as he swung his ax, and thought what a lucky girl Linda was.

Drew decided to put on some work clothes and go help Ryan. He was only a few steps down the hall when he passed the laundry room. The mechanical hum of the washer and dryer drew his attention but it was the glimpse of flesh and denim, that he caught in the corner of his eye, that brought him to a halt, just past the door.

Drew stepped back and peered around the doorframe to spy Heather, bending over at the dryer, leaning on the machine, reaching inside, with her plump, gorgeous ass hiked up in the air. Her tiny, cut-off denim shorts covered very little of her ass and none of her beautiful legs. He stood and admired the view of Heather's southern exposure for several seconds before she looked back at him and smiled.

"Need any help?" he offered as he stepped into the laundry.

"Sure," she said, staying bent over at the dryer, "Take these," she started handing him the dry clothes she was taking from the dryer, "And give me the stuff out of the washer." He did as she directed, scarcely taking his eyes off her striking body. Heather was the shapeliest girl that Monica had photographed in quite a while.

After loading the dryer, Heather stood up and reached across the machine and turned it on. Drew moved in behind her and pressed his body against hers. He pushed his denim cutoffs against hers, crushing his hard cock between his body and the softness of Heather's plump, young ass. She stood up straight and leaned her back against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her, took both of her breast in his hands and started kneading them. She laid her head back and moaned. Drew pulled her hair aside with his chin and kissed her neck. She muttered, "Oh, god, Drew," and turned her face to kiss hm. Her lips were plump and soft; her tongue warm and smooth as it snaked into Drew's mouth. Her mouth still tasted of the fruit she'd had for breakfast, oranges, pineapple and passion fruit. He wanted to eat her up.

Drew took his hands from her breasts long enough to drop his shorts to the floor. He pressed his body to hers once more. He felt the smooth flesh of her thighs against his skin. Heather's shorts had ridden up and nearly all of her ass was exposed, the thin strip of denim between her legs had been drawn up into the crack of her ass and the slit of her dripping pussy. He rubbed his cock all over her ass and took her right breast in his left hand. She wiggled her ass left and right as she moaned, "Oh god. Oh, Drew." He maneuvered his cock between her thighs. The top of his cock rubbed against rough denim, but the sides slid along smooth, tender flesh, moistened by Heather's sweat and the dew of her twat.

Drew stepped back and loosened Heather's shorts. She tried to turn, but he kept his chest against her back. He pulled her shorts down as she wriggled out of them. They fell to the floor and she stepped out of them. He slid his cock back between her thighs and felt the soft, warm flesh of Heather's wet labia instead of coarse denim.

Heather moaned again and moved her feet apart. Drew moved in closer and his cock slipped up into her warm, waiting pussy. "Oh, my god Drew. Oh my, god!" she cried out. There was no one in the house to hear her, and he loved the sound of her cries.

Heather spread her legs a little wider and Drew raised up a little higher and he was soon all the way in. They held there for a while. She slowly swung her ass from side to side, grinding his cock into her pussy. He held still, feeling Heather's twat, push and pull on his cock and the vibration of the dryer, as it passed through Heather's body into Drew's. He bent his knees and pulled his cock almost all the way out of Heather's sweet little pussy as she rose to her tip-toes.

Heather dropped to the flats of her feet, just as Drew straightened his legs. He drove all of his stiff cock up into her. She gasped, and cried out, "Oh my god! Fuck me Drew! Fuck me!" and he did. He drove his cock up into her over and over, as she panted, "Oh, yes, oh, yes, oh, yes."

When Drew knew that he was within seconds of cumming he had to stop. He froze for a minute as Heather twitched and whimpered. He pulled his cock out and a disappointed moan escaped her lips. He turned her around and kissed her. She sighed. He threw a towel on the dryer and lifted Heather up and sat her on the machine. He looked at Heather sitting there, her beautiful breasts straining at her short, tight t-shirt. Below that she was naked. Her flat tan belly, her long, shapely legs, her creamy thighs and her hot wet pussy were all exposed to him.

Just as Drew reached to grasp her gorgeous breasts, she pulled off her t-shirt and exposed them to him as well. There she was in all her glory, looking sexier than she had in any of Monica's photos. She was completely naked; her hair was tangled, her entire body dripping with sweat from the fire of their passion and from the sweltering heat and humidity generated by the washer and dryer running in that tiny room, on that warm summer morning. Her face was flushed and anxious. She was absolutely stunning. Drew was breathless.

Drew moved in and kissed each of her puffy, pink nipples. He sucked her titties for a minute as he gently stroked her pussy. Her cunt was quivering and sopping wet. It needed attention. He moved in to slip his dick back into her, but he was too low. Luckily he found an old fruit crate in the corner and stood on it. That was perfect. Heather leaned back and scooted forward. Drew leaned in and drove the old boy home. They held perfectly still a moment, enjoying the feel of each other and the vibration of the machine beneath them. Heather giggled slightly and the sound of it nearly made him cum.

They began to fuck, both of them dripping sweat, in that little sauna of a laundry room. Drew stared at Heather's pretty face as she closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. He leaned down and kissed her. She might have been the most gorgeous woman he had ever kissed. There was something so exciting about kissing someone for the first time, especially someone that gorgeous. Her fruit flavored lips were delicious.

The pace of Heather's breathing told Drew she was about to cum, but then the dryer stopped and she let out another disappointed moan.

"You were getting off on that vibration weren't you?" Drew asked. He'd found it pleasant too, but Heather was really getting into it.

"Yeah," she admitted. "I liked it. Didn't you?" She giggled, and when she did, her abdominal muscles contracted, and the muscles of her pussy squeezed his dick. The sound of her laughter thrilled him, and the squeeze of his cock replaced any sensation the dryer might have offered.

"Ooh!" Drew let out.

"What?" She had realized that neither of them had moved. Drew touched his fingers to her ribs. She giggled again and cried, "Stop that!" The sensation was incredible. As she laughed, the muscles tightened around his cock and the sound of her giggles only added to the pleasure. He couldn't resist the temptation to tickle her again. He did, and she giggled and squirmed, trying to get away from him. He fought to stay in her and feel the twitching of her twat and enjoy the music of her laughter. It only took a minute and he was shooting hot streams of cum deep inside pretty little Heather.




Tryin' Ryan Ch. 09



"Oh god, Drew. You crazy fucker," she breathed. "I love you." They held still again, as they tried to catch their collective breath. As Drew heard Heather began to speak again, he moved his face toward hers. "I do lo-" He pressed his lips to hers to stop her from saying it again. They kissed passionately for several minutes, her with her ass at the edge of that dryer and Drew poised over her. If things had been different, if their timing had been better, Heather and Drew would have fallen in love. It would have been easy to fall in love with Heather. She would have probably been one of his favorite girlfriends, but none of that was meant to be. He was already in love, with at least two girls and maybe a guy.

While they kissed Heather caressed him, touching every part of him that she could reach with deep passion, which reminded him that she hadn't cum. He had been taught that his partner should always cum, first if possible. He broke from kissing Heather's lips and moved down to kiss each of her titties again. He wanted to keep sucking those gorgeous mounds but he knew her pussy needed attention. He knelt on the orange crate and buried his face in her dripping twat. The taste of Heather's pussy seemed sweet. Despite the salty taste of the sweat that drenched them both, and the pungent funk of her musk, not to mention his own spunk, that was present, there was a definite sweetness to the flavor of that girl's pussy. He was intoxicated with her flavor.

Drew licked Heather's clit. It swelled and peeked from beneath its hood. He nibbled and sucked at it, which caused her to squeal and giggle. All those contractions caused Heather's juices to flow and he lapped them up. He touched her clit with his fingertip and that sent her over the edge. Heather twitched and quivered. She giggled once more, sending all the fluids from her pussy into his mouth, hers and his. It was all sweet. He sucked her pussy until nothing else came out. Heather wilted on top of the dryer and Drew collapsed on a pile of laundry on the floor.