A Few Firsts
OK this time in my life was turbulent, as far as sexual relations developed, with here I am at the beginning of the Sexual Revolution, Vietnam Protests, Protests in general, Peace Love Dope, Flower Power, Flower c***dren, Acid Rock, Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Timothy Leary, even the dawn of Gay Rights. That plus I had a head start in knowledge. I was torn between what I was taught was proper and paths others led me down. My girlfriend, which I was taught was the normal thing, I thought, where she was quite the deviant. BJs I had received from her, our developing relationship, how things like this could develop into a lasting relationship then marriage then family someday, what I was raised to believe. But this wasn’t the path she was on. Then what had happened on a c***dhood vacation that erupted back into my life with the discovery of the file from my father's office. Then there was my br0ther and how he had more or less repeated the same offenses with me. I was thinking he was blackmailing me, but I had to admit I wanted it to happen.
Whether or not that was the truth I enjoyed being his slut; he called me that in whispers when no others could hear or were present. I dressed in the stockings and was caught by him. At that moment of discovery, a self-argument; a million thoughts ran through my head. First fear: huge fear, lots of tears, what would dad do if told of my actions? At the same moment an epiphany: was my br0ther trying to blackmail me? Hmmm, maybe this could be fun: let him, why not? I did enjoyed what we had done; I actually wanted to be with him more. Now my br0ther and I were bound to a secret. He couldn’t use this to blackmail me or he would expose himself. He still sniped at me verbally, but he was tender in his physical actions: no punches, pushes or just being mean. So as long as that was kept quiet all was cool. I was so torn with the feelings of my upbringing: this was wrong. But then I thought of my education, the class I was taking this semester. Ok hang on and try to follow along.
I took a class at a community college, through a high school program that allowed HS students to take college classes. I was taking English, with Ancient History just to get some easier crap out of the way, I thought. The professor in History was great; he brought the history alive in the classroom, the class books supplemented by other research of cultures. It was nothing like High School. He talked of Crusades, Marches into War, Conquering armies marching for years to attain the King’s Quest. A Quest of years: men alone, comrades in arms, and the Comradery of the army of men on campaign. He asked: “What is Comradery, who can tell me? The class threw definitions and terms about, like handfuls of gravel. The prof waited for the class to finish: "you are all right and still wrong!" Comradery, is a life style, where the whole takes care of the whole no matter the need: food, water, wood for cooking and warmth, bathing, grooming, sew uniforms or clothes, each of the mass to watch out for their brothers in arms, he paused then said: "Right down to sexual needs when necessary!" The class went dead quiet. He continued: cultures like this had no taboos on men taking care of men for sexual needs while on Campaign! Women of course were not allowed on campaigns. They had men who were male concubines private to the high ranking, others male whores, but also fierce fighters! You could see the class was of mixed emotion. Some of the girls giggled, some blushed. The boys in the class were all dead silent as these thoughts got digested.
Me, I imagined being on a Quest: I literally put myself into that role, I think all too easily. I was turned on by the thought! As I looked through the room some guys were shifting to hide a growing sign of embarrassment. I guess I was not the only one with kinky thoughts. The prof continued by saying, In a lot of cultures our term of “Gay” has no meaning, that some cultures promote male relations and bonding as a way to stop ******** pregnancies from the pubescent males. India has men that take on roles of women preforming sexual favors: they are revered! In many cultures women are not allowed to be loose sexually. A loose woman brings shame to her family. These women can be “Honor Killed”. Of course in some countries being homosexual will get you a death sentence also. I think the USA made male sex taboo, that it had been brought to our culture early through the Puritans who settled here first, where it has been accepted through history, and even in modern cultures of the world today. The memory of that lesson came flooding into my mind as I wrestled with my thoughts. Comrades, that’s what my br0ther and I were now!
The weather was getting warmer, school was drawing to a close, finals were looming on the horizon, and we were turning in books, cleaning our desks and lockers out. My friend Mark from my other story had walked home with me. As we walked up the drive, the painter was packing up, saying the walls were dry and we could put the furniture back. We grabbed a snack and a pop and went to work. It took several hours to carry the stuff back in and arrange it. After we were done we sat in the basement watching TV, as it was cooler than the rest of the house. My next older br0ther was with his swim coach at the local swim club getting ready for a summer of swim meets. So we were alone, dinner was already on the stove for self-serve, as the cook left early on Friday nights.
Mark and I sat there, and of course the subject of Cindy came up, then the BJ and off we went on a tirade of what we wanted to do: the fantasies of young men and future sexual conquests! Soon the rise in our pants overtook us: Mark asking if I wanted to look at Playboys and then jack off? Do you have to ask? We were alone so have at it: it's not like we haven’t done it before and we knew the rules. I pulled out a few PBs that had been stashed and tossed them on the chair next to him. He stood long enough to drop his pants, kick off his shoes, and then he sat back down, stroking his already hard cock. I proceeded to slip my pants off. I wandered into the laundry room looking around for my s1ster's pantyhose. I found a pair that had been hung up to dry and took them back to the main room where Mark was. He looked at me with a silly look, asking what are they were for. I answered that I had snuck some and worn them to jack off in, it was GREAT! (Not wanting to tell him the whole story of my stockings and my br0ther.)
I slid them on and sat down within reach of Mark, but not close enough to make him nervous. I watched him stroking his cock, as he watched me, which had been done a few times and was no longer embarrassing to us. He watched, then asked, what do they feel like? I said they feel alive on your skin like a dancing electric massage; a real turn on! He watched for a minute more then asked, can I try them? Not wanting to take 2 pair out of the laundry, my s1ster would miss 2, I offered to share; he asked how? I said we could sit together: he could use one leg and I would use the other. I think it was the closest we had ever been while jacking off. The excitement between us was becoming apparent. While trying to shift a bit, my hand brushed across his leg. Startled, he lurched! I told him I was sorry and didn’t mean it. He was slow to answer, then said it was ok, then even slower said it felt really good when I touched the hose on his leg. As he continued to stroke, I reached out and rubbed his leg through the hose. His breathing quickened, his stroking speed increased and fairly soon he erupted with a fountain of white spurts landing up on his face and chest with the last of his cum boiling over the tip of his cock. That sent me over the edge as I came right behind him, we cleaned up, dressed, washed the pantyhose, taking them out to the garage for fun later maybe. Mark said you’re right! I liked the feel of the hose, liked it better when you were rubbing my leg too!
Can we do a sleep over? Mark asked. My reply was, if your mom doesn’t care I will call my dad at his office and ask. The calls were made and things were on track for a sleep over in the garage. Snacks were brought out, a cooler of pop was waiting; we were set for the night. The garage apartment was set up with black lights, black light posters from Peter Max; there was one that said “Keep On Truckin”, a dude stepping out, Peace Sign, Mr. Natural, Easy Rider, (if you stared at it long enough you would find a skull in the motor head), and various other posters. It was one of the things of those times.
Dark came and we settled in with the Friday night horror flicks that played generally until 4ish in morning. We had the fans on full to stave off the heat and the posters cast an eerie light across the walls. It was about 1:30ish and we watching TV in just our briefs, lying in bed together due the TV's angle to it, when I heard the steps creak. I jumped out of bed to see who was sneaking up the stairs this late. I reached the steps in time to see Cindy half way up the stairs. I was like, we aren’t dressed, she said she didn’t care, and walked into the room. She looked at Mark and me and then did something I sure didn’t expect! She stripped to her panties, matching our nakedness to the briefs thing. Her smallish tits stood away from her chest firmly, the sight of her like this made the two cocks in the room snap to attention: I mean you heard us both get hard “CREECRACK”! She plopped down on the bed and patted the side of it for me to lie back down and asked what was on? You could see our hearts beat in our chests, with her almost naked on the bed between us! I was sort of panicked, asking how she was out at this time of night. She said she had stayed at her s1ster's place with her mom’s permission and that her s1ster got a chance to go to a party and told her just not to get into trouble; otherwise do anything she wanted. So she came here on the off chance I was here in the garage. Then saying Mark is here too, cool! She stood in front of me, pulled my underwear down and off, planting her lips on my cock so fast I almost came right there! Mark let out a gasp, I looked to see Cindy’s hand stroking his cock through his underwear.
This went on for about 5 minutes; Cindy coming up for air, saying switch as she went over to Mark, pulling his underwear down and off and diving onto his cock while stroking mine. After a few more minutes, she came up for air again, saying it wasn’t fair. She pulled her panties off and we were all naked. Mark and I were confused, but Cindy was all smiles and beautifully naked! She laid back down on me, grinding her crotch into mine, kissing me hard and deep. The kiss ended but the grinding continued, as she whispered in my ear, “I am so horny!” I felt her wetness on my leg. Looking at her pussy it was glistening wet! I asked what was going on. She said the first night that she got up the nerve to give me a BJ; her s1ster had given her a half of a hit of Sunshine Blotter. I asked Sunshine Blotter? She said Sunshine was an acid: it was a blast, making her so horny she wanted to fuck us both! I said there are no rubbers here, she said not to worry she had been to the Health Department, got on the Pill now that she was old enough, and was on it for the 6 week period that she had to wait. She sat up on me and slipped my cock into her so fast I almost couldn’t breathe! Mark sat there with an open mouth watching Cindy fuck me. She rode me slowly at first then a bit faster then I started cumming, and so much it ran out of her onto me, the sensitivity was so intense I begged her to stop. She slowed and said next! She hopped off of me, jumped on Mark and started fucking him, not giving me a chance to protest. What could I do?
Mark took the bull by the horns, holding her hips and driving his cock upward into her. I heard the slap of skin each time their bodies came together. Cindy was starting to whine, saying OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, FUCK ME FUCK ME FUUUUCK MEEEE. I was trying to SHUSH her! Mark increased his thrusts. It sounded like someone being punched they were hitting so hard. Cindy arched her back with an AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHG, her body stiffening up. Mark kept up his thrusts for another few seconds as she was just whining incoherently and he made a few strange moans and groans. Cindy fell backward off of Mark, lying with her head towards our feet, as they lay there panting. She recovered first. Turning back towards us, grabbing both cocks at once, stroking them back to attention, she went down on Mark still stroking me but I felt a bit of jealousy. Mark looked at me and shrugged as Cindy did the switch thing and I felt her lips sink back onto my cock. She continued with the switch thing for a bit, coming up for air saying she was thirsty. I got 3 cans of pop out of cooler, as I turned around I saw Cindy kissing Mark. I didn't know what to say, especially after what had just happened. Back on the bed with the cans of pop, Cindy leaned in and kissed me hard, with us all sitting next to each other, Mark and I lost for words.
Cindy was the first to break the silence saying so what do we do next? I was still a bit miffed about what had just happened, but knew I had to let it be. Cindy picked up on my mood, hugged me asking why so glum chum? I said that I had wanted to be alone with her our first time, and definitely not watch her with someone else. Then I asked about her being a virgin. She said this was the first time that she had made love to a man, snickered and corrected men, but she and her sister had masturbated with dildos and that she had lost her virginity that way. Sort of like you and Mark have been masturbating together. I was stunned turning fire engine red, stammering Who, How, What? She kissed me and said relax its okay that she and Mark had a class together and were also friends, she had asked Mark, about you and I possibly making love and if I was experienced. He had told her I was a virgin and that we had a few JO sessions but had never touched each other. Then Mark had to add insult to injury with the fact we had shared a pair of pantyhose earlier and that we had massaged legs while jacking-off. Cindy’s eyes were gleaming when she asked where they were. I pulled them out of my pants pocket and tossed them at her. She tossed them back telling me to put them on, after I turned bright red and was egged on by both I relented, sliding them up my legs. I was standing there in stockings, a hard on tenting them out. Cindy laid me back on the bed took hold of the stocking over my cock tearing a hole in them with her teeth. Sinking her mouth over my cock, rubbing and squeezing my nipples with one hand, the other reached across to Mark already stroking himself as she reached to help him. Mark scooted closer and for the first time ever was right next to me skin to skin. His touch on the stockings and warmth down my side was truly a turn on. Cindy was giving me head, covering my other leg. Her warmth also was erotic. Cindy moved sort of between us and played switch suck with us. She would suck Mark and jack me off, then switch back to me while jacking off Mark. I started to realize that I wasn’t mad anymore that at the moment I was here with 2 of my favorite people, my first girlfriend, and an almost lifelong friend and neighbor who I had known growing up.
Cindy had moved back to Mark. He groaned a bit, complaining of a cramp in his leg. Cindy moved off of him, letting him get his legs free. I sat up into an Indian style cross legged sit while Mark wrestled with his cramp. Cindy came over and kissed me deeper than any kiss I had ever had from her, releasing it whispered in my ear a hushed Thank You. I looked at her and asked why, she said for making her first time with a guy special by letting her do this. I asked, what if I had been here alone. She said then that would have been special too! I started to feel even better knowing that there would be more to our relationship in the future.
Mark’s cramp had subsided and he had lain back down. Cindy returned to Mark’s cock with some vigor as I leaned into watch her mouth slide up and down on Mark's cock. It was erotic to say the least. She watched me watching her; our eyes locked onto each other's as she seemed to suck him with more vigor while I watched. She lifted up and off his cock, as she did a strand of Mark’s cum stuck to her lip as she pulled back it stretched out until it slipped off his cock and snapped to her mouth. I leaned over licked it off then kissed her sliding my tongue with the little line of cum into her mouth. She snickered a little into my mouth breaking the kiss. She said I dare you to help me with Mark and finish him! I looked at her, turned and looked at Mark who had that Yeah Right look on his face, then back at Cindy moving in for a kiss saying “I DON'T THINK”, and then I kissed her, breaking the kiss, finished the “SO" as I turned and buried his cock into my mouth. I heard two loud gasps, one from Cindy a loud disbelieving gasp, and one from Mark taken by surprise as his best friend, male to boot, slid his mouth over his cock tonsils deep, emptied his balls of cum into my mouth. I really hadn’t to this point had someone cum in my mouth nor had I expected that it would happen right there and then that fast, but I kept him as deep as I could so it emptied down my throat, not tasting much of it until he was done.
As I pulled off of his cock the after taste was, earthy, moldy, sweetish, sort of an aromatic-ness to it. Cindy and Mark almost in unison made comments trying to voice the surprise of the moment. I said it was a dare, have to take a dare! But I wasn’t expecting you to cum, looking at Mark. He said it was the moment as I watched you saying “No” then sucked my cock into your mouth it shook me, then felt so different, weird, and good, all at the same time I lost control, actually more like a volcanic eruption there was no stopping it at that point. I was being a bit coy saying well I was wearing pantyhose if I was dressed like a girl shouldn’t I have acted like one? Cindy was eyeing me, I couldn’t read her face, not a mean look but neither was it an appreciative look. Mark excused himself to run to the bathroom in the basement of the house donning his underwear which was pretty much dress code of the house at night. Leaving us running down the stairs into the house, I reminded him not to make too much noise.
I looked at Cindy in the glow of the black light posters in the room, asking what was wrong. She said that it wasn’t cool that I had given Mark a BJ! I said you DARED me. She was like if that gets out and anyone hears about it we will be the biggest outcasts of the school. She was Mad! I tried to console her but she would have nothing to do with calming down. Mark came back seeing that something was amiss, asked what? I told him, then he looked at Cindy and, promising, cross my heart and hope to die, I would be just as much the butt end of it as anyone! She relaxed a bit, calming down. She then made Mark take off his underwear laid down spreading her legs saying do me again this time you’re on top. He jumped between her legs and I sort of like what about me, she said this time you finish! Mark humped away they both drove into each other eventually Mark stiffened, groaned, his breath caught in his lungs rolled off her, Cindy still flush looked at me asking what are you waiting for. I took my place between her legs and slid into the slipperiest pussy imaginable. She was so hot and slick, it was very intense. I made it about 10 minutes before I lost my load. She whined that she wasn’t done, so I dropped between her legs, slid my tongue into her pussy and licked and lapped for all I was worth. The flavors were totally different than when I sucked her pussy before we had sex. I got it: Mark's cum, my cum with her juices, duh! She started groaning, panting, chanting OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK I AM CUMMMMMMMMMMMING! I heard sort of the sound a growling tummy makes and was hit in the face with a SPLOORT.
Cindy stood up, getting dressed and saying she had better get back to her s1ster's in case her mom would call for any reason. She kissed me then Mark then me again deeply, reminding us both no one ever finds out! We agreed and she left. We laid there in silence for a while, when Mark said that was one heck of a Jack Off session! I laughed and asked did you get enough? He said I could stand a bit more. I laughed again saying well the best part of the evening is left! He was silent for a while, then said well you weren’t too bad yourself! I said we are not allowed to talk about that, punching his arm. He punched back saying that’s to others, you dick! Me still lying there in torn open pantyhose again with a hard on sticking out proud. Taking a chance I reached out took ahold of his cock and slowly stroked it up and down. He looked at me in the glow of the room, with no sound other than the crickets down in the lawn. I slid my mouth back down the length of his cock. He fell back into the pillows of the bed breathing hard, he made a comment out loud that he wished Cindy were still here to let us fuck her again.
I stopped sucking him saying, you do remember she is supposed to be MY girlfriend, yes? He stuttered a bit then said yeah that’s true if you need to keep her to yourself that is fine. I said that we may be passed the bridge at this point. So you want to fuck my girlfriend, me sucking you isn’t enough. I asked would you like to try something a bit different. He asked what, I got up went to the other bed retrieved the jar of Petroleum jelly and came back to the bed. I told him that when I gave him the BJ wearing hose my mind wandered to what it might be like to let a dude fuck me. His eyes lit like a flare! He asked: now? Here? I said let's go slow and see. I lubed him up and slid a finger into me with lube on it. Poised over him I slowly let my ass slide down on him. His cock head popped in. He moaned a bit as I slid deep down on him until he was buried as far in as his 6.5 inches could get. It was like the scene of he and Cindy. He bucked up into me as I slammed down on him. I started cumming, all over his face and chest. He let loose in me: I felt warm spurt after warm spurt. I fell off of him and lay down beside him. He rolled over, dropped an arm across me and we fell asl33p.
Whether or not that was the truth I enjoyed being his slut; he called me that in whispers when no others could hear or were present. I dressed in the stockings and was caught by him. At that moment of discovery, a self-argument; a million thoughts ran through my head. First fear: huge fear, lots of tears, what would dad do if told of my actions? At the same moment an epiphany: was my br0ther trying to blackmail me? Hmmm, maybe this could be fun: let him, why not? I did enjoyed what we had done; I actually wanted to be with him more. Now my br0ther and I were bound to a secret. He couldn’t use this to blackmail me or he would expose himself. He still sniped at me verbally, but he was tender in his physical actions: no punches, pushes or just being mean. So as long as that was kept quiet all was cool. I was so torn with the feelings of my upbringing: this was wrong. But then I thought of my education, the class I was taking this semester. Ok hang on and try to follow along.
I took a class at a community college, through a high school program that allowed HS students to take college classes. I was taking English, with Ancient History just to get some easier crap out of the way, I thought. The professor in History was great; he brought the history alive in the classroom, the class books supplemented by other research of cultures. It was nothing like High School. He talked of Crusades, Marches into War, Conquering armies marching for years to attain the King’s Quest. A Quest of years: men alone, comrades in arms, and the Comradery of the army of men on campaign. He asked: “What is Comradery, who can tell me? The class threw definitions and terms about, like handfuls of gravel. The prof waited for the class to finish: "you are all right and still wrong!" Comradery, is a life style, where the whole takes care of the whole no matter the need: food, water, wood for cooking and warmth, bathing, grooming, sew uniforms or clothes, each of the mass to watch out for their brothers in arms, he paused then said: "Right down to sexual needs when necessary!" The class went dead quiet. He continued: cultures like this had no taboos on men taking care of men for sexual needs while on Campaign! Women of course were not allowed on campaigns. They had men who were male concubines private to the high ranking, others male whores, but also fierce fighters! You could see the class was of mixed emotion. Some of the girls giggled, some blushed. The boys in the class were all dead silent as these thoughts got digested.
Me, I imagined being on a Quest: I literally put myself into that role, I think all too easily. I was turned on by the thought! As I looked through the room some guys were shifting to hide a growing sign of embarrassment. I guess I was not the only one with kinky thoughts. The prof continued by saying, In a lot of cultures our term of “Gay” has no meaning, that some cultures promote male relations and bonding as a way to stop ******** pregnancies from the pubescent males. India has men that take on roles of women preforming sexual favors: they are revered! In many cultures women are not allowed to be loose sexually. A loose woman brings shame to her family. These women can be “Honor Killed”. Of course in some countries being homosexual will get you a death sentence also. I think the USA made male sex taboo, that it had been brought to our culture early through the Puritans who settled here first, where it has been accepted through history, and even in modern cultures of the world today. The memory of that lesson came flooding into my mind as I wrestled with my thoughts. Comrades, that’s what my br0ther and I were now!
The weather was getting warmer, school was drawing to a close, finals were looming on the horizon, and we were turning in books, cleaning our desks and lockers out. My friend Mark from my other story had walked home with me. As we walked up the drive, the painter was packing up, saying the walls were dry and we could put the furniture back. We grabbed a snack and a pop and went to work. It took several hours to carry the stuff back in and arrange it. After we were done we sat in the basement watching TV, as it was cooler than the rest of the house. My next older br0ther was with his swim coach at the local swim club getting ready for a summer of swim meets. So we were alone, dinner was already on the stove for self-serve, as the cook left early on Friday nights.
Mark and I sat there, and of course the subject of Cindy came up, then the BJ and off we went on a tirade of what we wanted to do: the fantasies of young men and future sexual conquests! Soon the rise in our pants overtook us: Mark asking if I wanted to look at Playboys and then jack off? Do you have to ask? We were alone so have at it: it's not like we haven’t done it before and we knew the rules. I pulled out a few PBs that had been stashed and tossed them on the chair next to him. He stood long enough to drop his pants, kick off his shoes, and then he sat back down, stroking his already hard cock. I proceeded to slip my pants off. I wandered into the laundry room looking around for my s1ster's pantyhose. I found a pair that had been hung up to dry and took them back to the main room where Mark was. He looked at me with a silly look, asking what are they were for. I answered that I had snuck some and worn them to jack off in, it was GREAT! (Not wanting to tell him the whole story of my stockings and my br0ther.)
I slid them on and sat down within reach of Mark, but not close enough to make him nervous. I watched him stroking his cock, as he watched me, which had been done a few times and was no longer embarrassing to us. He watched, then asked, what do they feel like? I said they feel alive on your skin like a dancing electric massage; a real turn on! He watched for a minute more then asked, can I try them? Not wanting to take 2 pair out of the laundry, my s1ster would miss 2, I offered to share; he asked how? I said we could sit together: he could use one leg and I would use the other. I think it was the closest we had ever been while jacking off. The excitement between us was becoming apparent. While trying to shift a bit, my hand brushed across his leg. Startled, he lurched! I told him I was sorry and didn’t mean it. He was slow to answer, then said it was ok, then even slower said it felt really good when I touched the hose on his leg. As he continued to stroke, I reached out and rubbed his leg through the hose. His breathing quickened, his stroking speed increased and fairly soon he erupted with a fountain of white spurts landing up on his face and chest with the last of his cum boiling over the tip of his cock. That sent me over the edge as I came right behind him, we cleaned up, dressed, washed the pantyhose, taking them out to the garage for fun later maybe. Mark said you’re right! I liked the feel of the hose, liked it better when you were rubbing my leg too!
Can we do a sleep over? Mark asked. My reply was, if your mom doesn’t care I will call my dad at his office and ask. The calls were made and things were on track for a sleep over in the garage. Snacks were brought out, a cooler of pop was waiting; we were set for the night. The garage apartment was set up with black lights, black light posters from Peter Max; there was one that said “Keep On Truckin”, a dude stepping out, Peace Sign, Mr. Natural, Easy Rider, (if you stared at it long enough you would find a skull in the motor head), and various other posters. It was one of the things of those times.
Dark came and we settled in with the Friday night horror flicks that played generally until 4ish in morning. We had the fans on full to stave off the heat and the posters cast an eerie light across the walls. It was about 1:30ish and we watching TV in just our briefs, lying in bed together due the TV's angle to it, when I heard the steps creak. I jumped out of bed to see who was sneaking up the stairs this late. I reached the steps in time to see Cindy half way up the stairs. I was like, we aren’t dressed, she said she didn’t care, and walked into the room. She looked at Mark and me and then did something I sure didn’t expect! She stripped to her panties, matching our nakedness to the briefs thing. Her smallish tits stood away from her chest firmly, the sight of her like this made the two cocks in the room snap to attention: I mean you heard us both get hard “CREECRACK”! She plopped down on the bed and patted the side of it for me to lie back down and asked what was on? You could see our hearts beat in our chests, with her almost naked on the bed between us! I was sort of panicked, asking how she was out at this time of night. She said she had stayed at her s1ster's place with her mom’s permission and that her s1ster got a chance to go to a party and told her just not to get into trouble; otherwise do anything she wanted. So she came here on the off chance I was here in the garage. Then saying Mark is here too, cool! She stood in front of me, pulled my underwear down and off, planting her lips on my cock so fast I almost came right there! Mark let out a gasp, I looked to see Cindy’s hand stroking his cock through his underwear.
This went on for about 5 minutes; Cindy coming up for air, saying switch as she went over to Mark, pulling his underwear down and off and diving onto his cock while stroking mine. After a few more minutes, she came up for air again, saying it wasn’t fair. She pulled her panties off and we were all naked. Mark and I were confused, but Cindy was all smiles and beautifully naked! She laid back down on me, grinding her crotch into mine, kissing me hard and deep. The kiss ended but the grinding continued, as she whispered in my ear, “I am so horny!” I felt her wetness on my leg. Looking at her pussy it was glistening wet! I asked what was going on. She said the first night that she got up the nerve to give me a BJ; her s1ster had given her a half of a hit of Sunshine Blotter. I asked Sunshine Blotter? She said Sunshine was an acid: it was a blast, making her so horny she wanted to fuck us both! I said there are no rubbers here, she said not to worry she had been to the Health Department, got on the Pill now that she was old enough, and was on it for the 6 week period that she had to wait. She sat up on me and slipped my cock into her so fast I almost couldn’t breathe! Mark sat there with an open mouth watching Cindy fuck me. She rode me slowly at first then a bit faster then I started cumming, and so much it ran out of her onto me, the sensitivity was so intense I begged her to stop. She slowed and said next! She hopped off of me, jumped on Mark and started fucking him, not giving me a chance to protest. What could I do?
Mark took the bull by the horns, holding her hips and driving his cock upward into her. I heard the slap of skin each time their bodies came together. Cindy was starting to whine, saying OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, FUCK ME FUCK ME FUUUUCK MEEEE. I was trying to SHUSH her! Mark increased his thrusts. It sounded like someone being punched they were hitting so hard. Cindy arched her back with an AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHG, her body stiffening up. Mark kept up his thrusts for another few seconds as she was just whining incoherently and he made a few strange moans and groans. Cindy fell backward off of Mark, lying with her head towards our feet, as they lay there panting. She recovered first. Turning back towards us, grabbing both cocks at once, stroking them back to attention, she went down on Mark still stroking me but I felt a bit of jealousy. Mark looked at me and shrugged as Cindy did the switch thing and I felt her lips sink back onto my cock. She continued with the switch thing for a bit, coming up for air saying she was thirsty. I got 3 cans of pop out of cooler, as I turned around I saw Cindy kissing Mark. I didn't know what to say, especially after what had just happened. Back on the bed with the cans of pop, Cindy leaned in and kissed me hard, with us all sitting next to each other, Mark and I lost for words.
Cindy was the first to break the silence saying so what do we do next? I was still a bit miffed about what had just happened, but knew I had to let it be. Cindy picked up on my mood, hugged me asking why so glum chum? I said that I had wanted to be alone with her our first time, and definitely not watch her with someone else. Then I asked about her being a virgin. She said this was the first time that she had made love to a man, snickered and corrected men, but she and her sister had masturbated with dildos and that she had lost her virginity that way. Sort of like you and Mark have been masturbating together. I was stunned turning fire engine red, stammering Who, How, What? She kissed me and said relax its okay that she and Mark had a class together and were also friends, she had asked Mark, about you and I possibly making love and if I was experienced. He had told her I was a virgin and that we had a few JO sessions but had never touched each other. Then Mark had to add insult to injury with the fact we had shared a pair of pantyhose earlier and that we had massaged legs while jacking-off. Cindy’s eyes were gleaming when she asked where they were. I pulled them out of my pants pocket and tossed them at her. She tossed them back telling me to put them on, after I turned bright red and was egged on by both I relented, sliding them up my legs. I was standing there in stockings, a hard on tenting them out. Cindy laid me back on the bed took hold of the stocking over my cock tearing a hole in them with her teeth. Sinking her mouth over my cock, rubbing and squeezing my nipples with one hand, the other reached across to Mark already stroking himself as she reached to help him. Mark scooted closer and for the first time ever was right next to me skin to skin. His touch on the stockings and warmth down my side was truly a turn on. Cindy was giving me head, covering my other leg. Her warmth also was erotic. Cindy moved sort of between us and played switch suck with us. She would suck Mark and jack me off, then switch back to me while jacking off Mark. I started to realize that I wasn’t mad anymore that at the moment I was here with 2 of my favorite people, my first girlfriend, and an almost lifelong friend and neighbor who I had known growing up.
Cindy had moved back to Mark. He groaned a bit, complaining of a cramp in his leg. Cindy moved off of him, letting him get his legs free. I sat up into an Indian style cross legged sit while Mark wrestled with his cramp. Cindy came over and kissed me deeper than any kiss I had ever had from her, releasing it whispered in my ear a hushed Thank You. I looked at her and asked why, she said for making her first time with a guy special by letting her do this. I asked, what if I had been here alone. She said then that would have been special too! I started to feel even better knowing that there would be more to our relationship in the future.
Mark’s cramp had subsided and he had lain back down. Cindy returned to Mark’s cock with some vigor as I leaned into watch her mouth slide up and down on Mark's cock. It was erotic to say the least. She watched me watching her; our eyes locked onto each other's as she seemed to suck him with more vigor while I watched. She lifted up and off his cock, as she did a strand of Mark’s cum stuck to her lip as she pulled back it stretched out until it slipped off his cock and snapped to her mouth. I leaned over licked it off then kissed her sliding my tongue with the little line of cum into her mouth. She snickered a little into my mouth breaking the kiss. She said I dare you to help me with Mark and finish him! I looked at her, turned and looked at Mark who had that Yeah Right look on his face, then back at Cindy moving in for a kiss saying “I DON'T THINK”, and then I kissed her, breaking the kiss, finished the “SO" as I turned and buried his cock into my mouth. I heard two loud gasps, one from Cindy a loud disbelieving gasp, and one from Mark taken by surprise as his best friend, male to boot, slid his mouth over his cock tonsils deep, emptied his balls of cum into my mouth. I really hadn’t to this point had someone cum in my mouth nor had I expected that it would happen right there and then that fast, but I kept him as deep as I could so it emptied down my throat, not tasting much of it until he was done.
As I pulled off of his cock the after taste was, earthy, moldy, sweetish, sort of an aromatic-ness to it. Cindy and Mark almost in unison made comments trying to voice the surprise of the moment. I said it was a dare, have to take a dare! But I wasn’t expecting you to cum, looking at Mark. He said it was the moment as I watched you saying “No” then sucked my cock into your mouth it shook me, then felt so different, weird, and good, all at the same time I lost control, actually more like a volcanic eruption there was no stopping it at that point. I was being a bit coy saying well I was wearing pantyhose if I was dressed like a girl shouldn’t I have acted like one? Cindy was eyeing me, I couldn’t read her face, not a mean look but neither was it an appreciative look. Mark excused himself to run to the bathroom in the basement of the house donning his underwear which was pretty much dress code of the house at night. Leaving us running down the stairs into the house, I reminded him not to make too much noise.
I looked at Cindy in the glow of the black light posters in the room, asking what was wrong. She said that it wasn’t cool that I had given Mark a BJ! I said you DARED me. She was like if that gets out and anyone hears about it we will be the biggest outcasts of the school. She was Mad! I tried to console her but she would have nothing to do with calming down. Mark came back seeing that something was amiss, asked what? I told him, then he looked at Cindy and, promising, cross my heart and hope to die, I would be just as much the butt end of it as anyone! She relaxed a bit, calming down. She then made Mark take off his underwear laid down spreading her legs saying do me again this time you’re on top. He jumped between her legs and I sort of like what about me, she said this time you finish! Mark humped away they both drove into each other eventually Mark stiffened, groaned, his breath caught in his lungs rolled off her, Cindy still flush looked at me asking what are you waiting for. I took my place between her legs and slid into the slipperiest pussy imaginable. She was so hot and slick, it was very intense. I made it about 10 minutes before I lost my load. She whined that she wasn’t done, so I dropped between her legs, slid my tongue into her pussy and licked and lapped for all I was worth. The flavors were totally different than when I sucked her pussy before we had sex. I got it: Mark's cum, my cum with her juices, duh! She started groaning, panting, chanting OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK I AM CUMMMMMMMMMMMING! I heard sort of the sound a growling tummy makes and was hit in the face with a SPLOORT.
Cindy stood up, getting dressed and saying she had better get back to her s1ster's in case her mom would call for any reason. She kissed me then Mark then me again deeply, reminding us both no one ever finds out! We agreed and she left. We laid there in silence for a while, when Mark said that was one heck of a Jack Off session! I laughed and asked did you get enough? He said I could stand a bit more. I laughed again saying well the best part of the evening is left! He was silent for a while, then said well you weren’t too bad yourself! I said we are not allowed to talk about that, punching his arm. He punched back saying that’s to others, you dick! Me still lying there in torn open pantyhose again with a hard on sticking out proud. Taking a chance I reached out took ahold of his cock and slowly stroked it up and down. He looked at me in the glow of the room, with no sound other than the crickets down in the lawn. I slid my mouth back down the length of his cock. He fell back into the pillows of the bed breathing hard, he made a comment out loud that he wished Cindy were still here to let us fuck her again.
I stopped sucking him saying, you do remember she is supposed to be MY girlfriend, yes? He stuttered a bit then said yeah that’s true if you need to keep her to yourself that is fine. I said that we may be passed the bridge at this point. So you want to fuck my girlfriend, me sucking you isn’t enough. I asked would you like to try something a bit different. He asked what, I got up went to the other bed retrieved the jar of Petroleum jelly and came back to the bed. I told him that when I gave him the BJ wearing hose my mind wandered to what it might be like to let a dude fuck me. His eyes lit like a flare! He asked: now? Here? I said let's go slow and see. I lubed him up and slid a finger into me with lube on it. Poised over him I slowly let my ass slide down on him. His cock head popped in. He moaned a bit as I slid deep down on him until he was buried as far in as his 6.5 inches could get. It was like the scene of he and Cindy. He bucked up into me as I slammed down on him. I started cumming, all over his face and chest. He let loose in me: I felt warm spurt after warm spurt. I fell off of him and lay down beside him. He rolled over, dropped an arm across me and we fell asl33p.
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