A gay story: Double Booked & Double Parked Summary: Two guys go to an Airbnb to fuck for the first time.
Note 1: Thanks to Breezy for this twisted idea.
Note 2: This is a Holiday 2023 Contest Story so please vote.
Note 3: Thanks to Tex Beethoven for editing.
DOUBLE BOOKED & DOUBLE PARKED
“I love you too,” Alex said, kissing his beautiful wife Sarah, while Carl was waiting in his car in front of the house.
“You sure you don’t have enough time to drop just one more load?” Sarah asked. She was still horny after their fuck and was doing her best to keep at home a little longer. This was the first time since before they met they wouldn’t be spending Thanksgiving together.
“I’d love to stay home and fuck you all day…” Alex answered, which was true, and he even felt a bit guilty for lying to her, but he did anyway, “…but Carl is waiting for me outside.”
“Carl can wait a while longer,” she said, squeezing his cock.
“You’re insatiable,” he said, shaking his head… even though he’d recently learned that he too could be insatiable… just not in a way he’d ever mention to his wife.
“I still can’t believe you’re ditching me on Thanksgiving weekend,” she sighed, her hand still on her husband’s dick, while she played her pout-guilt card, even though she’d already agreed he could go.
“I don’t have a choice,” he lied, “this weekend is the only time the clients from Germany are willing to meet with us.”
“Fine,” she sighed dramatically. “Then go.”
“I will make it up to you,” he promised, planning to bring her some flowers when he came home, and he and Carl had a couples retreat in the works to surprise their wives with during the Christmas break.
“Yeah, yeah, go,” she said, knowing he had to leave.
“I love you,” he repeated, kissing her one last time.
“Love you too,” she said, then lifted her skirt to reveal her naked pussy. “Just think about your furry friend here, while you’re stuck in a hotel room with a man.”
“I will,” he said, although he was pretty sure that would be the last thing on his mind, since he’d be the bottom taking dick this weekend… nine inches of big cock, to be precise.
He headed out, his dick hard… but not because of his wife’s current an future charms, but because of the promise of a weekend filled with cock. Not just cock sucking and swallowing load after load, which he’d become addicted to ever since that drunken late night at work six months ago, but they’d be staying at an Airbnb a couple hours away, so he could lose his anal virginity to his best friend and business partner. He adjusted his cock as he walked to the sports car… a perfect car for a sports agent.
Once he climbed inside, Carl asked, having noticed his friend adjusting his dick, “Already thinking of getting that tight ass of yours fucked?”
“Jesus, Carl,” Alex said, even though he was indeed excited in his anticipation of getting ass fucked, although he’d be lying if he denied he also felt a fair amount of trepidation. Sucking dick and swallowing was one thing, but taking a cock up his ass was an entirely new level of commitment.
“Don’t pretend you’re not dying to be my little ass slut all weekend,” Carl teased, reaching over and squeezing his friend’s… sure enough… hard dick… while they were still parked in front of his house.
“I still have a hard-on ’cause I just finished fucking Sarah,” Alex pointed out, wanting Carl to understand he wasn’t some faggot… like the two male clients were they’d fucked a couple weeks ago together… when they’d first gotten the idea to push their friendship and mutual cock sucking adventures to something more extreme, although Alex did a lot more of the cock sucking and cum swallowing than Carl.
“Nice,” he said. “I fucked Miranda just before I left too. In fact her pussy cum is still on my dick.”
“We certainly have great wives,” Alex said, the idea of tasting Miranda’s pussy juice on his friend’s dick popping into his head. He hadn’t had Carl’s dick in his mouth for a few days, and ever since he’d started sucking Carl, that was perhaps the longest gap of not getting Carl’s dick inside his mouth. He couldn’t explain why, because he loved his wife and he loved pussy, but there was just something about a cock in his mouth, that dick exploding down his throat, and the delicious taste of cum, he’d gotten addicted to. He’d like to explain it away by saying he was having some mid-life crisis (like he’d read about when he started craving Carl’s dick after that first drunken evening), but they were both only twenty-eight. He also couldn’t blame a lack of sex, since he and Sarah were trying to get pregnant, so he was getting a lot of sex. It was simply that he loved cock… or at least Carl’s cock.
“Yeah, we really do,” Carl agreed as he pulled onto the interstate.
“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” Alex said, his dick still hard.
“Doing what?” Carl asked with his usual smirk. He knew Alex would do almost anything to suck his dick. He’d had trouble believing it the first time Alex had sucked him (while they were both drunk) and that he’d sucked Alex, but they both had, and the long-term benefits were amazing! He now had a personal cock sucker at his disposal, which was awesome… he’d dropped at least a load a day in his friend’s mouth or on his face ever since… give or take the odd skipped day… plus the last few days.
“You know what?” Alex asked, knowing Carl was about to start making him say dirty things. Carl loved humiliating him while he was sucking his cock, or making him beg to suck his dick, or making him walk around the office after he’d dropped a massive load all over his face late at night when they were working late. There was only a slight chance of someone else working late and catching sight of his facial, but it was possible. And somehow, Alex got off on the humiliation.
“Yes, I do know. Go ahead and say it, faggot,” Carl replied.
“Carl, please may I?” Alex began begging immediately. The undercurrent of humiliation frustratingly turned him on, but it also made him question his manhood. For some reason, sucking Carl’s dick or Carl sucking his dick didn’t feel gay, but begging for it or being called names, did.
“That’s a pitiful start, but you’ll really be begging for it when I’m nine inches deep inside that sweet ass of yours,” Carl forewarned, bluntly throwing it out there. He was really looking forward to doing the one thing with Alex that his wife wouldn’t do… anal sex.
Truth be told, although Alex had already agreed to letting him fuck his ass for the first time, that had been in the heat of the moment when he desperately wanted him to come on his face. But now he was very hesitant. Yet deep down he was very curious what it would be like, and he knew that before this weekend was over, and likely before this very day was over, he would no longer be an anal virgin.
“Jesus,” Alex sighed, trying to act as if this conversation wasn’t turning him on.
“Don’t pretend you don’t want it,” Carl objected. And then he ordered, “Take charge of the steering wheel.”
“What? Why?” Alex asked, although he did grab the wheel.
Carl then used his free hands to unzip his pants, then he lifted his ass and pulled his pants and boxers down to his knees, thus releasing his cock.
Alex stared at the amazing, beautiful, nine-inch semi-hard dick that he now lusted after regularly. “You can’t be serious?!” he gasped as he struggled to direct his eyes towards the road. But his best friend’s majestic dick always sent him careening into an overwhelming state of lust. Just like Alex told himself over and over inside his head… he liked pussy and tits and ass, and a pair of a woman’s legs in some nylons were always enticing, but nothing made his mouth water or his mind disappear into a fog bank like this dick always did.
“It’s a long drive,” Carl said, taking back the wheel while knowing Alex would soon be sucking his dick while he drove , “You must be hungry for my dick; it’s been a few days.”
“I can live without dick,” Alex said with false bravado, trying not to sound like a pathetic dick addict, except he couldn’t take his eyes off of that exposed dick. Nor was he sure he could live without dick. The last three days had been excruciating! Which was ridiculous, since during those few days he’d dropped five loads in his wife’s fertile womb.
“Riiiiiiight,” Carl drawled. He was amused, since he knew that was a lie; his best friend downright craved his dick. “Then I’ll just leave my dick out, and if you should happen to get hungry, feel free to help yourself to a snack.”
“You can’t be serious?” Alex asked again, although he knew his best friend definitely was serious, and that he wouldn’t be able to resist the temptation for long.
“Plus, you’ll be tasting Miranda’s cum,” Carl added.
“That is tempting,” Alex admitted, trying hard to focus upon the least gay aspect of what he knew he was about to do.
“Go ahead, cock sucker,” Carl said, knowing when to push his friend, when to call him names, and reaching over to squeeze his friend’s cock, “we both know you’re dying to get my dick in your mouth again.”
There it was… the name calling… which for reasons Alex didn’t understand, enhanced his desire to suck it… made his dick throb… and flipped his switch from being a good-looking and confident straight guy, into an eagerly submissive cock sucking, cum craving faggot.
“Fine,” Alex sighed dramatically, as if he didn’t really want to do this, and nervously looked around to check if a car was about to pass them, or they’d be passing a car… which was more likely, given Carl’s lead foot. Since the coast was clear, Alex began bending down to suck his coworker’s cock.
“Whoa, whoa, not so fast!” Carl barked, loving to make his best friend work for his dick. “That didn’t sound like you really want… my precious,” he finished with a Gollum voice.
“Carl,” Alex sighed, his pal’s dick now only a couple inches away from his hungry lips. He could even smell Miranda’s pussy from here… enhancing his eagerness to wrap his lips around that cock.
“Tell me how much you want it, cum bucket,” Carl sneered, “tell me how much you want my big dick in your mouth this soon after you fucked your hot wife.”
Alex sighed again. This happened way too often. Carl loved pushing his comfort level, knowing it turned him on. So now he just caved and asked, “Please Carl, may I suck your big dick and swallow your creamy load?”
“That wasn’t overly persuasive,” Carl said. “You’re a salesman, so sell it.”
Their job was selling their clients to professional sport teams… they were agents in a small but growing sports market. Thus selling was their job. “Please, Carl, let me suck your huge cock that was just in your beautiful wife’s pussy while you drive. Let me be your personal cock sucking, cum taking faggot.”
Alex hated the word faggot… yet he loved using it in the heat of the moment. Just one more complex dichotomy of his lust. Oddly, he was always the one who used that word, either calling himself one out loud or in his thoughts. He’d never heard Carl use it even once.
“It might take a while,” Carl warned. He and his wife were also trying to get pregnant. The two women were best friends, and they wanted to be pregnant together, “I dropped two loads into Miranda within the past hour.”
“I’ll suck it for the entire drive if I need to,” Alex said as he leaned into Carl’s lap, which was a bit uncomfortable with their seatbelts, and he took the almost completely hard dick into his mouth, and indeed did taste Miranda’s pussy, which indeed did add to his excitement about sucking this big dick.
“I know you will, cock sucker,” Carl taunted, feeling his friend’s tongue swirling around his cock head.
Time passed for a good twenty minutes, perhaps more… since time became irrelevant whenever Alex had this dick in his mouth.
Then Carl warned, “I’m getting close, cum dump.”
Hearing those words, Alex immediately shifted from his smooth, slow sucking, into hungry, fast bobbing… knowing that whenever Carl called him that… or maybe some other derogatory and humiliating term that meant the same thing… he’d be dumping his load into or onto him almost immediately.
“Oh yeah, suck that dick!” Carl groaned. “Swallow down that warm load of cum you crave so badly!”
And Alex did… both craving the load and then swallowing the load… then he kept right on bobbing throughout the orgasm as eagerly as any porn star, until he felt Carl’s hand on his head shoving him down onto his full nine inches… with Alex no longer gagging on the massive dick. Carl often held his face planted on his dick while he erupted… including this time… his warm salty seed smoothly bypassing Alex’s mouth (and his taste buds, dammit), and shooting down his throat.
“Oh yeah, cock sucker,” Carl groaned, impressively driving safely and dropping a load simultaneously.
Once Carl was spent, he released Alex’s head, and Alex pushed himself back up a tad… feeling his usual red-cheeked burn after the task was completed, but also reluctant to leave that ‘precious’ dick behind.
“Fuck! You suck dick better than any woman does,” Carl complimented, meaning it.
“Thanks, I guess,” Alex said sheepishly. He appreciated the compliment, but he also realized how pathetic it made him look. Then when he looked down and saw a little more cum on the head of Carl’s dick, he felt even more shameful while he leaned back down and lapped up the cum drops.
“You really do love cum, you douche bag,” Carl laughed. It was wild that this chick magnet who’d been a complete stud in college, had recently become his personal cock sucker. Nobody would ever believe it!
Alex sat back upright this time, but he didn’t say anything. He had no rebuttal to those words. They were true.
About ten minutes later Carl asked out of the blue, “Do you think our wives are fucking each other yet today?”
“Maybe,” Alex shrugged, “no, probably.” Their wives had been close friends since high school, and it was an open secret that they’d been lesbian fuck buddies since shortly after that… as in long before Alex and Carl had met them.
“The other day Miranda bought a brand-new strap-on to fuck your wife with,” Carl informed his friend, having visited the adult shop with his wife when she bought it for exact that.
“Shit, I’d like to see that,” Alex said, having watched their two women having sex with each other many times… and having swapped wives with his best friend just about as many times. They were swingers… both couples were… but they’d all gone back to monogamy a couple months ago when the two women decided it was time to get pregnant.
“Yeah, Melinda loves fucking Sarah,” Carl said.
“And Sarah loves getting fucked by Melinda,” Alex said. “Or any big cock, for that matter.”
“Isn’t that the truth,” Carl agreed. Sarah’s public persona was a mild-mannered kindergarten teacher, and no one who knew her from school would ever imagine what a nasty slut she was in private… having been the center of more than one gang bang, and the star performer in a wild twenty-man train on her most recent birthday.
“I’m not complaining, of course,” Alex grinned, loving to have a bisexual wife willing to do almost anything… either with him, or telling him all about it later… swinger parties, orgies, lesbian acts, cum walks… a list would be endless.
The phone rang, and they spent the next twenty minutes on the car’s speakerphone calming down one of their new clients who with their help was bargaining for a lucrative contract in professional hockey.
After stopping for a piss and some snacks, they headed back on the road. They chatted about clients. They chatted about work. They chatted about the Christmas retreat. Then finally they reached their Airbnb.
“Time for some more fun,” Carl said.
“Yeah,” Alex agreed, both excited and trepidatious.
“Don’t worry,” Carl said, “I’ll prep your ass really good before I take that anal cherry.”
Alex sighed fatalistically as he got out of the car… Carl had parked in front of the house, since there was a car in the driveway.
Carl smiled. Alex was obviously nervous, but he knew that deep down he’d be more than willing once the time came, and he blossomed into his cock-lust mode… no one had ever sucked his cock more willingly and eagerly than Alex, at least after those tentative first few times.
….
Inside the house, Joy, a forty-five-year-old widow and empty nester, was making herself a meal… while trying to hold back her tears, since the day had already been a disaster. First, for the first time since she’d given birth, she wouldn’t be spending the thanksgiving weekend with her daughter… who was traveling in Europe with her boyfriend. Second, she’d been chatting with someone online, and the guy had agreed to meet her here four hours ago… after chatting online for months. Alas, he was a no-show. Joy, having hoped to get fucked for the first time in years, was dressed in red lingerie, with matching sexy silk stockings and heels. Since she was alone, she remained in the lingerie and a robe, but then since she was going through an early menopause, she’d gotten too hot and had discarded the robe. She was just starting to prepare a fried chicken meal for herself that she’d hoped to share with Daryl. But alas, she’d be eating it alone.
Her feet hurting, she slipped out of her ‘fuck me’ heels… which was what she’d called them back when her husband was alive, since they’d almost certainly guaranteed she’d be getting his dick. She sighed as she wiggled her freshly manicured toes. Her manicure, pedicure, and the first Brazilian in her life were all for nothing. Although they did make her feel alive and sexy for the first time in a long time… having felt lost and lonely since her husband had tragically passed.
….
The men grabbed their suitcases and rolled them to the front door. Carl tapped in the six-digit code, and they went inside.
Joy was wearing ear pods, listening to her cooking playlist. She was a chef, and she always prepared her gourmet meals while listening to music, so didn’t hear the door open and close.
“Now that we’re here, I’m going to drop another load in your cock-sucking mouth before we do anything else,” Carl said.
“Sounds good. That’s why we’re here,” Alex agreed. The moment they were inside, he’d shifted into his submissive cock-hungry slut mode.
“Then get down on your knees and get to work,” Carl ordered.
“Okay,” Alex said, dropping to his knees. He’d learned this position excited him. It felt natural. It was also a lot more comfortable than straining against seat belts in a car.
“I’ll drop a load, then we’ll get some food and drinks and do some pot, and then I’m taking that anal virginity of yours,” Carl listed, as he watched his best friend unzip him and pull down his shorts and underwear.
“I’m still unsure about the fucking,” Alex said, as Carl lifted his feet one at a time to step out of his pants and underwear.
“Nonsense. You know you want to be my two-hole fuck toy,” Carl said, slapping his friend’s face with his hard cock.
“You’re just so big,” Alex said, as he started stroking the cock he was in lust with.
“All the better to fill you right up with, Little Red,” Carl quipped, as Alex licked his hard shaft.
“I’m afraid you’ll rip me apart,” Alex worried, before he focused on the cock, which from an oral perspective was beautiful and delicious … and took it between his lips.
“No worries, I’ll be sure to prep that asshole good first,” Carl assured him as his best friend and business partner began contentedly bobbing on his cock.
Joy was turning the oven on to preheat it, when some unexpected sounds slipped past her ear pods. She took them out and listened… but then she didn’t hear anything. She left the kitchen and went into the living room… whereupon she gasped in utter shock! Not only were there two men inside the house she’d rented for a weekend of undisturbed peace, but one of them was naked below the waist (and had a very nice ass), and the other one was giving him a blow job!
“What are you doing in my house?” she bellowed, thankful she was holding a frying pan… not because she’d planned on needing it for defense, but she’d been about to use it for sautéing some sliced bell peppers of various colours. But since it was handy, she raised it in the air, hopefully preparing for anything!
Alex’s eyes went wide… he couldn’t see anything with seven of Carl’s nine inches in his mouth… and now he had an upset witness?!
Carl looked over his shoulder and saw a slightly chubby but very pretty, lingerie-clad woman staring at them fiercely waving a frying pan in the air. “Um, uh… I don’t know who you are, but we rented this house for the weekend,” he answered, as Alex backed off of his cock and stood up, his cheeks burning red with humiliation.
“You did? I booked this house for the weekend,” Joy retorted, as Carl turned to face her, and she couldn’t help glancing down at his very long, impressive dick… substantially larger than her late husband’s.
“We booked it for the weekend,” Carl repeated as he grabbed for his trousers, and he also admired the voluptuous woman in her lingerie. “I have the paperwork in my pants.”
“I have paperwork too, I…” Then Joy noticed that both men were staring at her, and she remembered she was half naked. The lingerie was sexy, see through, and was totally inadequate for concealing her large breasts, and her shaved pussy was completely visible, since she’d chosen to go commando today… like Rachel in Friends (she’d had to look up the term ‘commando’ when she saw the episode in reruns a couple months ago). “Oh my God!” she squealed, scurrying into the kitchen and putting her robe back on.
“Fuck!” Alex groaned, humiliated he’d been caught sucking dick by a stranger, yet also turned on, since he had a thing for women in stockings, and also for big-bodied women.
“Possibly,” Carl said, as he pulled the rental contract out of his jeans.
“Maybe you should put that away,” Alex suggested.
“Or maybe not. Did you see the look in her eyes when she saw it?” Carl asked. “They went big, just like yours always do.”
Joy came back wearing her robe, and dug into her purse.
Carl decided not to put his dick away, so he just let it lead him over to her, and he handed her the proof that they’d rented this house.
Joy pulled out hers, and handed it to him.
They both looked at the duplicate paperwork.
“Jesus,” Joy sighed, seeing confirmation that they’d indeed booked this same house.
“Well, isn’t that something,” Carl said. “We both have it booked for the weekend.”
“That can’t be right,” Alex said.
“Except it is,” Carl said.
Joy started to cry.
“Maybe it’s okay,” Alex said, going over to her (fully dressed). “This is a pretty big house; perhaps we can all stay here.” Sure, that would put a huge damper on their weekend plans, but it was the right thing to do.
“You think so?” Joy asked, wiping tears from her eyes, just as Alex’s phone rang.
“That’s Sarah,” Alex said.
“You’re married?” Joy asked, perplexed because she’d interrupted him sucking off his friend.
“We both are,” Carl said, showing her the wedding ring on his hand.
“Oh,” she said.
“Yeah, truth be told, that’s why we’re here,” Carl added.
“What do you mean?” Joy asked. She was quite confused, yet curious, as she glanced down to see his hard cock still out in the open.
“May I be frank with you?” Carl asked, seeing no reason to hide the truth. He didn’t know this woman, and although Alex had already said she could stay, he wasn’t going to let that interfere with his plan to fuck his buddy’s ass.
“Well, you’ve already seen me almost naked, and I’ve seen you getting a blow job from another man,” Joy reasoned, “so I guess we’re past any initial awkwardness.” She once again looked down at his huge dick.
“Good point,” Carl laughed. “So here goes. Alex and I are best friends and business partners. Our wives are also best friends, and they’re both trying to get pregnant right now, and a few weeks ago after a late night at work and some alcohol and pot gummies, Alex and I started fooling around, and we ended up blowing each other.”
“Oh my!” Joy said. The blow job she’d witnessed a few minutes ago was the first time she’d ever seen two men doing anything sexual other than kissing on some soap operas.
“Yeah,” Carl said, “I know what you must think of us, but my friend just loves sucking my dick. He can’t get enough of it.”
“Carl, Jesus Christ!” Alex objected after a brief conversation with his wife confirming they’d arrived safely, then only hearing the last couple of sentences and wondering what else Carl had said.
“Am I wrong?” Carl asked smugly.
Alex sighed. “Please, not here.”
“Knees,” Carl ordered.
“Carl, please don’t,” Alex pleaded.
But Carl turned to him, and the kryptonite of his new existence… Carl’s perfectly hard, long, slightly curved cock… was now pointing directly at him, like the baton of a stern, dominant orchestra conductor… plus, the monosyllabic order, ‘Knees,’ also turned him on in ways he didn’t understand… it instantly flipped him from straight to cock sucker. From assertive salesman to submissive slave.
“Knees, now!” Carl barked, this formula having worked every time. His best friend turned into a submissive cock sucker just at the sight of his big cock, but never before had they had an audience.
Alex whined, “But this lady will see me doing it.”
“She already has,” Carl reminded him. Then not able to recall the name he’d seen on the form, he turned and asked, “what’s your name, ma’am?”
“I’m Joy,” the woman responded with growing fascination and horniness.
“Our new friend Joy has already seen you with my cock in your mouth,” Carl expanded on his previous statement. “And after seeing this pretty woman in her transparent lingerie, I really need to drop a load.”
“Thanks,” Joy said, blushing. It had been a long time since a man had given her a compliment about her body, and even longer since a man had seen her pussy.
“Would you like to see Alex here suck my cock?” Carl asked.
Alex was wavering. God, did he want to suck that cock. God, was hr hungry. Whenever he saw that cock, it turned him into a cock-hungry, cum-craving faggot. But now if someone was watching, even a stranger, it would be a whole new level of humiliation.
Joy considered the offer for just a few moments before she answered, “Yes, please. I do believe I would.”
“There you have it, Alex,” Carl said, pointing at the carpeted floor and snapping his fingers. “She wants to watch you suck my dick, I want you to suck my dick, and you always want to suck my dick. It’s unanimous!”
“Yes, please do it, Alex,” Joy added, by now the idea really turning her on… she felt her long-neglected pussy tingling.
“Fine,” Alex said, dropping down to his knees before the majestic cock, pretending he didn’t really want to do it… even though it was all he wanted to do.
“Don’t act like you don’t want to suck my cock,” Carl reproved, as Alex reached for his shaft. “It’s not even believable.”
“Okay, I do want to,” Alex said with frustration. “Is that what you want to hear? That I’m dying to suck your big hard cock in front of this hot woman?”
“Manners. The hot woman’s name is Joy,” Carl pointed out.
“Yes, Carl. I want to suck your cock in front of Joy,” Alex said, then he leaned forward and took it in his mouth.
“There you go, cock sucker,” Carl moaned, as Alex began bobbing slowly on his dick… trained by now always to start slow.
“Oh my,” Joy said, her eyes wide, her exclamation both because she was watching a man sucking another man, and the words flowing out of Carl’s mouth. She didn’t understand why, but she found this situation as hot as fuck. Truth be told, she wouldn’t mind being on her knees sucking that cock too. “Do you dominate him like this all the time?”
“Nope. We’re best friends, co-owners of a business, and most of the time we’re completely equal,” Carl explained, enjoying both the blow job and the audience. “But whenever my dick is out in the open, everything changes. Suddenly I’m in charge, and he becomes my obedient cock sucker. He obeys all my orders. He’ll go to any lengths necessary to suck my dick and get my load.”
“Oh my,” Joy repeated.
“Isn’t that right, cum bucket?” Carl asked, reveling in his power.
Alex took the cock out of his mouth, and looked up at Joy, oddly utterly ashamed, yet equally excited, “Yes, Joy. Once I see his huge majestic dick, I turn into a mindless, cock-hungry cum-craving faggot, willing to do almost anything for him for permission to suck his dick and swallow his load.”
“Oh my,” Joy could easily empathize with him, and she moaned out loud upon hearing his wicked admissions.
“And you’ll also take it on your face,” Carl prompted.
“Yes, and I love taking a big… warm… gooey load all over my face!” Alex had switched to bragging now, before he resumed sucking the dick… finding the guts to say those things out loud, things he wished he could say to his wife; and saying them made his cock throb inside his pants. It felt so good to be uttering these confessions out loud. It was liberating in ways he couldn’t explain.
“Wow,” Joy said, her pussy burning.
“We actually came here this weekend so I can take his anal cherry,” Carl added to the plethora of shocking details.
“Really?” Joy asked. She’d used to love a dick up her ass whenever she could find a man to pound her asshole.
“Yeah. My wife won’t take it in the ass, so I figure my cock slut boyfriend needs to do it for me,” Carl explained.
“That’s so hot,” Joy said, then she covered her mouth. “Oops! Is that bad?”
“Not at all,” Carl reassured her, a little surprised by the sentiment. “Do you really think so?”
“Yeah, I really do,” Joy said avidly watching the cock sucking.
“Then you’re most welcome to watch,” Carl offered graciously.
Alex heard this exchange and felt his cheeks burning with embarrassment and shame… but as usual, his lust for cock overrode all his other inclinations.
“Really?” Joy asked.
“Sure! I mean you’re already watching this cock sucking,” Carl said. “Although before I roger his ass, we’ll likely need to get him a little high.”
“I used to find that alcohol works a treat,” Joy suggested with a coy smile.
“Mmmmm, you sexy minx,” Carl leered. Learning that this chubby woman used to take it up the ass was really hot, as was the idea of him fucking her doggy style in the near future. As has been said, he and his wife, as well as Alex and Sarah, had open marriages. It was fine for the men to fuck other women, and for the women to fuck other men and women, although so far all this fucking had almost exclusively been when one or both couples were together… and their newish guy-guy playing hadn’t yet been mentioned to their wives. Yet there had been the odd time when these rules hadn’t been followed all that strictly, like when Alex and Carl had spit-roasted a woman in her late fifties to seal a deal for a client, or the time Alex’s wife Sarah had fucked a professional quarterback in the NFL… which had eventually led to the partnership acquiring two new clients. But mostly they only swapped together.
“I used to be pretty wild,” Joy admitted, impressed by how smoothly this present day cock sucker was taking the majority of that long dick. She wasn’t sure she could manage to do that… his dick was a good three inches longer than her late husband’s… although her husband’s had been thicker.
“I bet you were,” Carl said, another load beginning to bubble in his balls.
Joy watched intently as the man on his knees kept sucking, her pussy begging for attention.
Carl said, “You can rub yourself if you want. It’s obvious this action is turning you on.”
“I don’t know,” Joy said hesitantly, even though she really did want to touch herself.
“I’ve already seen your shaved pussy, Joy,” Carl said, “and of course you’ve seen my dick.”
“I guess that’s true,” Joy admitted as she watched the cock sucker really working over that cock.
“Why don’t you open up that robe and just allow your body to let loose,” Carl suggested.
Alex listened intently, while focusing equally intently on sucking the dick in his mouth. He was fascinated, although not surprised, by Carl’s ability to manipulate this woman… he was always a smooth operator.
After a brief ponder, Joy shrugged and said, “Okay, why not?”
“Why not indeed,” Carl concurred, as he watched the pretty woman open her robe. She didn’t take it off, but her nylon-clad legs were in full view, her tits were begging to break through the fragile fabric holding them in place, and her shaved pussy, now glistening with wetness, looked like it was ready to play.
Joy moved her hand to her pussy and said, emboldened by the wild situation, “That’s it! Suck that big cock!”
“There you go,” Carl approved, his balls beginning to bubble as he admired the MILF’s body… already pondering whether Miranda would agree that she qualified as a hall pass chick.
“Take that big dick all the way inside your mouth, Joy urged, now rubbing her pussy.
“You heard her, cum slut,” Carl agreed, “show our new companion how you can make all nine inches disappear into your mouth.”
It had taken some practice, but Alex could now swallow all nine inches without gagging, and within certain limited circles (Carl, and now Joy) he was proud of his accomplishment. If he was going to be a cock sucker, he was determined to be a fucking amazing one,
“It looks like all of nine inches,” Joy observed.
“Yeah, I’m blessed,” Carl shrugged.
“I’d like to be blessed by it too,” Joy said, hoping she wasn’t being too forward, as the cock sucker… she couldn’t remember his name… Adam, or something like that…really did devour all nine inches!
“If you play your cards right, you might receive that blessing,” Carl flirted, about to bust a nut.
“Mmmm,” Joy hummed, the idea of fucking Carl, even though he was married, was very appealing. She unsnapped the crotch of her teddy and rubbed herself harder.
“Should I shoot my load in his mouth, or all over his face, Joy?” Carl asked.
“I get to choose?” she squealed. “Then on his face, please,” the idea hot and the visual intriguing. Sure, she’d taken numerous facials in her life, and she’d also given a few, since she was quite the squirter, but she’d never seen a man take another man’s load, and she was excited! She kept rubbing her pussy.
“You’re saying you want to me to unload a massive load all over my cock sucker’s face?” Carl asked.
“Yes, please! Coat his face with your cum!” Joy cried out with a moan, still rubbing, her orgasm getting close too.
“How about you come when I come,” Carl suggested.
“I’m sure I can do that! I won’t last much longer,” Joy agreed, franticly rubbing herself.
“Me neither,” Carl said. “Then come right now, Joy! I’m about to erupt!”
Carl pulled out at the last moment and spewed a load all over his friend’s face.
Seeing that massive cock shooting those cannonballs of cum onto his willing friend was the final straw for Joy, and she let out a whimper of a scream (picture her screaming with her mouth closed) as a flood of cum gushed out of her.
“Oh yeah! Spray that cum everywhere!” Carl cheered, wishing he’d known she was a squirter… then he would have played this situation differently, so she’d be inundating his face.
“Ooooooooh,” she moaned, her body arching way back, and her legs twitching as a torrent of cum gushed out of her.
Alex, once Carl had finished spewing all over his face, turned to the voluptuous MILF to watch the final spasms of her orgasm.
A minute later Carl ordered, “Cock sucker… that load stays on your face until I say otherwise.”
“Is that really necessary?” Alex asked. Joy was right her with them, after all.
“Whenever I give you an order, it’s necessary,” Carl confirmed.
“Oh, God, how horribly delightful,” Joy approved, still experiencing some of the intense waves from her intense orgasm.
“And I have another idea,” Carl said.
“I can’t wait to hear it,” Alex said, his face dripping with cum, as he stood up. Wearing it was humiliating, but as has been said, that was a plus.
“I think we should all hang out together naked,” Carl suggested, as both men admired the beautiful older woman.
Alex liked this idea and chirped in, “Of course since Joy’s see-through lingerie isn’t hiding anything, she can keep it on.”
“If you’re enjoying the view, then of course,” Joy agreed. She checked out Carl’s cock… which was still hard… and then looked at the white-cum-faced cock sucker, who was still wearing all his clothes, and said, “Time to strip, Adam.”
“My name is Alex,” he corrected.
“Sorry,” she apologized. “Then Alex, please show me what you’re working with.”
“All right,” he said. There was no point in refusing, after she’d watched him doing what he just did.
“The shirt stays on until the cum dries,” Carl instructed.
“Fine,” Alex said, and he undid his pants and pulled them down, along with his underwear, revealing that his seven-inch dick was rock hard.
“Still hard from sucking my dick, I see,” Carl smirked.
“It could also be from seeing this pretty lady in her sexy hide-nothing lingerie,” Alex countered… the truth was it was both.
“I can’t counter that argument,” Carl said, as both men turned to admire the charms displayed rather than hidden by Joy’s lingerie and open robe.
“You know, why not?” she shrugged. She had planned to wear this lingerie for a man she hadn’t ever met, and now she’d be wearing it for two different strangers… except in the past little while she’d gotten to know them rather perversely and intimately.
She stood up and slowly, going for sexy, the forty-five-year-old MILF stood up, causing the robe to open wider, before she slid it off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor.
“You’re truly beautiful,” Alex complimented.
“Yes. You radiate beauty,” Carl added.
“Awww… you two,” Joy giggled, all flustered.
“So, why did we find you here all alone?” Carl asked. “Are you expecting someone?”
“I was, but he stood me up.”
“What an asshole,” Alex said, admiring those legs in nylons and her pretty, manicured feet.
Carl meanwhile was admiring the huge tits.
“Yeah, what dumb ass would fail to show up for you and this over-the-top outfit00” Carl asked, gesturing towards her lingerie… and her hot body.
“It was an online thing,” she explained, “I was so stupid to believe he cared about me!” She then burst into tears.
Alex hurried over and wrapped his arms around her, saying, “You’re not stupid at all. You’re beautiful, and you deserve a man who sees that.”
“T-t-thanks,” she said through her tears. The hug was innocent, but it felt so good after a few years of never being touched or comforted at all. Brad’s funeral was filled with endless hugs of course, and full of comforting, but soon life moved on, and the consoling faded.
“Yes, you deserve a real man who knows how to treat a real woman,” Carl agreed, planting the seeds for fucking this woman sometime this weekend. And also perhaps to spit-roast her, or even double penetrate her, since she took it up the ass… or at least she had in the past, and she hadn’t said anything negative about the experience.
But their efforts only made Joy cry even more. “AAAAND… This is the first Thanksgiving in twenty years I haven’t spent with my daughter.”
“Oh no, I’m so sorry for your loss,” Alex consoled, guess the daughter must have passed.
“No, she’s not dead,” Joy managed to laugh while still crying, now snuggling into the man’s warm cocoon, “she’s just on a trip in Europe with her boyfriend.”
“Glad to hear it. And in any case, you’re not alone now,” Carl said, as he went to grab some THC-infused gummies.
“Absolutely. Unless you need to leave, we’ll be with you the whole weekend,” Alex assured her.
“That’s so sweet,” Joy said gratefully, her teardrops falling more slowly now. Then a moment later, she finally remembered she’d been preparing supper when the two men had arrived. “Oh crap, I was making dinner.”
“So you weren’t carrying the frying pan for a weapon,” Carl joked. (She’d set it down a long time ago.)
“No, just for cooking,” she laughed as she rushed to the kitchen, giving the men a great view of her wide ass through her red, transparent teddy.
“Jesus!” Alex said, grabbing his dick (now soft) for a moment.
“Yeah,” Carl agreed, grabbing his too.
The men went and put their suitcases in a room, Carl grabbed the gummies, they both took a piss, individually of course, and they headed back to the kitchen.
Joy was frying vegetables now and the chicken was in the oven.
“Smells delicious,” Alex said.
“It should,” she said, “it’s what I do.”
“You cook?” Alex asked.
“I’m a professional chef,” she said. “I own the Destiny Bistro downtown.”
“No way!” Alex said, since that was where he and Sarah had gone just two weeks ago for their eighth wedding anniversary. “I love that place! It’s a two-hour drive from where I live, but for special occasions, it’s well worth the trip.”
“Why thank you,” she smiled. Her restaurant was the one place she could always go to, which unfortunately was why she’d gained fifteen pounds during her lonely COVID times… and then had never lost them.
“We thought we’d go out and pick up something for dinner,” Carl said.
“Nonsense,” she said, “I’ll make supper for you. Or actually, I already am making your supper.”
“You sure?” Alex asked.
“I am,” she nodded. “I started making it for someone else, but no way do I want any of it to go to waste.”
“Well, if you insist,” Alex said.
“I do insist,” she said, admiring his thick cock… It wasn’t as long as Carl’s, but she loved thick dicks too.
“Well, thank you very much,” Alex said as Carl handed him a gummy.
Carl then went to the pretty lady. “Would you like one?”
“Is it pot?” she asked as Carl offered her a red one.
“It is,” Carl said. “It will relax you.”
“I could certainly use some relaxation,” she said, looking at the gummy bear. It looked exactly like the variety a child would eat.
“It’ll be a start, anyway. Then later on, we can relax you some more,” Carl said, suave as always.
Joy put the loaded candy into her mouth and chewed on it.
“There you go, girl,” Carl approved.
“I can’t believe I just did that,” Joy said, shaking her head at her own decision.
“Thanks to Fate, this weekend is so we three can just let loose and let go,” Carl said.
“I’ll give that a try,” Joy said, loving the sight of these two dicks just hanging out. They were both flaccid, but that didn’t matter right now. And nevertheless, part of her wanted to drop to her knees and suck them; another part of her wanted to get bent over and spit-roasted; part of her wanted to have these two big dicks double penetrating her. She’d experienced all those activities in her much younger days… her slender days.
Then for the next twenty minutes while Joy made supper, they chatted about genetic life. Not anything too personal.
They then ate… no, they dined on… an amazing meal, while the men complimented the chef over and over… almost with every bite they sampled.
That night after dessert, they watched Planes, Trains and Automobiles (the only Thanksgiving movie they could think of), sipped on some drinks, and chatted some more.
(Yes, by this time both men were totally naked and Joy was still wearing her display-everything-I’ve-got lingerie, all of which maintained a sexy undercurrent to their interactions, but nobody particularly dwelled on their nudity.)
As they went to get more drinks right after the unforgettable ‘Those Aren’t Pillows’ scene, they were all still kind of in that limbo where they were absent-mindedly going to do something more than they already had, when Joy said, “Thanks for letting me stay, guys.”
“Thanks for letting us stay,” Alex replied.
“Either way, I’m sure happy all three of us are here,” she said, a little tipsy and a little high. “This weekend would have been totally depressing if I was alone.”
“We’re happy we could be here to keep you company,” Alex said.
“Yeah, we’re very happy,” Carl added, his tone quite different, and his intent clear.
“I know why you’re happy,” she said, gazing down at Carl’s long dick, which still wasn’t hard, but it looked like it was coming to life.
“What can I say? Carl shrugged.
“Where’s your daughter right now?” Alex said, trying to show more compassion.
“London.”
“That’s a great place,” Carl said.
“Yeah, lots to do,” Alex agreed.
“Yeah, and I even encouraged her to go,” she said, tears beginning to stream again, she missed her so much, “I just didn’t realize she’d be away on Thanksgiving.”
“I imagine it’s tough,” Alex sympathized.
“Harder than I thought, that’s for sure,” Joy said, as Alex gave her another hug.
“Harder than this?” Carl asked, waving his most recent erection around playfully.
“I doubt that anything is harder than that,” Joy said with a laugh. “And I was really looking forward to… um…”
“Um, what?” Carl asked, admiring her perfectly fuckable body.
“Getting fucked good,” she said bluntly, the alcohol and pot gummy having really opened her up so she was saying the things she usually kept bottled up.
“By some big cock?” Carl asked, wiggling his dick again.
“Well, in truth, the guy I had in mind wasn’t as big as either of you two studs,” Joy said, switching her eyes back and forth between their impressive members.
“You always turn conversations to sex,” Alex accused.
“And you always want my dick,” Carl countered, as they all went from the kitchen to the living room.
“On that note,’ Joy said, “I have to ask… how did you two get into a sexual relationship?”
“Sexual relationship?” Carl laughed. “We’re in a relationship?”
“Okay then, how did Alex become your cock sucker?” she asked bluntly.
“Hey!” Alex objected. “For the record, he sucks my cock too.”
“Does he?” Joy said, looking a little curious.
“On occasion,” Carl admitted, “but generally speaking, we have a pretty one-sided…” (chuckle) “…relationship?”
“But what I’m asking is how did it start?”
“Well, we were out of town together for a week, and we’d just phoned to chat with our wives, and they promised us a wild weekend when we got back,” Carl started.
“And we were quite drunk,” Alex stressed.
“Yes, he really wants you to know the first time he sucked my cock and became my cock sucker, he was very drunk,” Carl smirked.
“But I was,” Alex repeated.
“Granted. But were you drunk earlier today when you sucked me in front of Joy?”
“No,” Alex admitted. “But I was that first time!”
“Yes, we both were,” Carl agreed. “Anyway, we happened to rent a porn film on the television called Anal Coeds.”
“Actually, it was Anal College Girls,” Alex pointed out.
“Thanks for clarifying that essential point,” Carl said dryly. “Actually, why don’t you come over here and suck my cock, while I tell the story. I could do without the, interruptions, and you’re likely craving some more cum.”
“But Carl, I….”
“Now, cock sucker!”
“Please do, Alex, I’d love to watch you suck his dick again,” Joy said.
“Um, okay,” Alex said. He stood up from the couch, sidled past Joy, dropped to his knees, and took the hard cock into his mouth.
“You’re one lucky man,” Joy said.
“Who? Me or Alex?” Carl asked.
“Actually, you both are,” she said. “So what I should say is you’re two lucky men. It looks like a perfect ‘friends with benefits’ arrangement.”
“It definitely has a lot of benefits,” Carl agreed, as Alex worked on only his cock head for now.
“So please go on with your story, “Joy said, dying to hear the rest of it.
“Well, I suggested after a couple of scenes, since I was rock hard and could see that he was too, that we get undressed and jerk off. Alex, not surprisingly, didn’t go along with the idea… at least not first,” Carl explained.
“I thought it was too weird and gay,” Alex said, briefly coming up for air.
“Keep sucking,” Carl ordered. “So I pulled my shorts and underwear down and started stroking my cock.”
“That’s a hot visual,” Joy said.
“Alex looked surprised, but after a couple of minutes, he was continuously glancing at my cock, hoping I wouldn’t notice,” Carl said. “Isn’t that right, Alex?”
‘I couldn’t believe how big you were,” Alex admitted.
“So as casually as he could, he sighed his now trademark faux sigh, said, ‘fuck it’, and he stripped as well.”
“I imagine a dick like yours would be hard to resist, even for a man,” Joy said, using all her willpower not to grab that huge dick… and then to straddle it.
“Yeah, it quickly became impossible for him to resist,” Carl said. “Isn’t that right, cock sucker?”
“Yes, I love your cock,” Alex agreed without hesitation.
“Since then, he’s sucked me in his home bathroom while our wives were downstairs, and blown me in the garage when we were fixing his car. That time his wife came out, but she only saw me standing on the other side of the car,” Carl said.
“That’s so hot,” Joy said.
“I was terrified,” Alex said.
“I imagine,” Joy laughed.
“After a few more minutes, I said, ‘Go ahead and stroke my dick, Alex, it’s obvious you want to.’ Of course, he denied wanting to. But I kept pushing him, and eventually he grabbed my dick and started stroking it.”
“That’s so hot,” Joy repeated.
“I tried to resist, I really did,” Alex interjected from his knees. “But I just couldn’t. It was like he had a magnet inside his cock drawing me towards it.”
“I can understand that,” Joy empathised, feeling herself drawn towards it too.
“So I reached over and stroked Alex’s dick too. After a few minutes of slow stroking, I could tell he was completely captivated by my dick; he was hardly even watching that redhead getting double penetrated anymore. I suggested, ‘Why not take the next step Alex? Put it in your mouth’. He resisted, saying, ‘I’m not gay.’ But ignoring his protest, I placed my hand on his head and gently guided his mouth to my dick. ‘Go ahead, we both know you want to suck my dick,’ I encouraged him, and to my surprise… well, I was a little surprised, anyway… he opened his mouth and took it between his lips.”
“So hot,” Joy repeated.
“I’d like to mention that I hesitated a bit longer than that,” Alex interjected.
“By what, five seconds?” Carl teased.
“No, not quite that long,” Alex joked. He remembered that first moment… his confusion… his uncontrollable desire… his inability to refuse… his having no power over his own actions in the moment he’d switched from completely straight to somewhere in a gray area.
“Now show Joy what an accomplished cock sucker you’ve become,” Carl instructed.
“It’s really hot learning how two muscular, good-looking married men started having gay sex together,” Joy praised.
“Yeah. While I don’t suck much cock,” Carl said, “I don’t mind one in my mouth once in a while, like I did that first night after I unloaded mine in his mouth.”
“So hot,” Joy moaned, moving her fingers to her pussy.
“Ya wanna come watching my personal cock sucker blow me?” Carl asked.
“I do,” Joy said.
“Then finger fuck yourself,” Carl ordered. “Slide a couple of fingers into that pretty pink pussy.”
“Yes, sir,” Joy moaned as she obeyed, spreading her legs wider, and sliding two fingers deep inside her wanton pussy.
“Oh yeah, cock sucker! Put on a good show for Joy,” Carl ordered.
Alex responded by bobbing hungrily, looking forward to earning his third load of the day. Although the second one had been wasted all over his face… this one he wanted to swallow.
“Yeah! Suck that cock,” Joy cheered.
“Hear that, cock sucker?” Carl asked.
“Mmmmmmm,” Alex moaned, as he reached for his own cock and started stroking.
“Yeah, take all of that fucking dick,” Joy moaned, as she stuck three fingers deep inside herself, imagining it was one of those two dicks.
“Oh yeah, faster,” Carl groaned, his orgasm rising as his friend worked his dick over, and he watched the three fingers filling Joy’s pussy over and over.
“Oh yeah! Come in his mouth,” Joy moaned, her own orgasm closing in on her.
“Yeah, you want that? Whaddya think, Alex? You want my load in your mouth?” Carl asked.
“Mmmmhmmmm,” Alex responded, furiously devouring the big dick. He was about to earn that load!
“Get ready for it, cum bucket,” Carl warned.
“Yeah! Take it all! Swallow his load!” Joy babbled franticly, as if her favourite basketball team was about to take the lead in a close game. She too was about to burst!
“Fuck!” Carl grunted, and he deposited his load in his buddy’s mouth.
“Yeeeeeeeees!” Joy screamed, her orgasm ripping through her almost simultaneously with Carl’s.
Alex swallowed the creamy load without slowing down his efforts at all.
A minute later, Alex stood up, stroking his cock.
“Do you mind giving him a foot job?” Car asked. “He has a thing for nylons.”
“Mmmmmmm,” Joy purred, raising her feet to Alex’s fat cock. “Fuck yourself between my soles, Alex.”
Alex grabbed Joy’s silky sheer feet, slid his dick between them, and furiously pumped his dick. “Oh fuck,” he grunted, and embarrassingly, he spewed his load onto her nylon-clad feet, and her legs and body in less than fifteen seconds.
“Shit, man,” Carl laughed.
“Yes, come all over me!” Joy urged him. She’d never done this before, and she found it hot.
“Sorry,” Alex apologized, as he finished coming.
“No worries,” she said, as she moved her feet up and down his cock… his cum lubricating the contact.
A minute later, Joy moved her feet away, scooped up some cum from her belly, and slathered it into her mouth.
Alex sat back down beside her, and Carl resumed playing the movie.
Another drink each, a second movie, and at various points during that time, all three of them fell asleep on the couch.
…..
The next morning:
Joy woke up first, leaning against Carl, while Alex’s head was lying on her shoulder. Last night came back to her, and she smiled. She glanced down, and saw Carl’s flaccid dick resting between his legs.
She was tempted to bend down and suck its head.
Alex felt Joy moving, which slowly woke him up. He sat up straight, and Joy turned to him and whispered, “I’ve got a cool idea.”
“Yeah?” Alex asked, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
“Yeah, let’s wake him up with a double blow job.”
“A double blow job?” Alex asked. “What’s that?”
“We’ll suck him together,” she explained.
“Oh.”
“You don’t like?”
“No, no, it’s a great idea,” he said. With the idea planted, his mouth instantly started watering… Carl’s cock in their mouths for breakfast!
He stood up.
Joy did too, glancing down at Alex’s morning wood.
Alex then knelt in front of his sleeping friend, and so did Joy. They each moved a leg apart, the big flaccid dick flopping before them.
“I’ll start with his balls,” Joy whispered, and she bent down and started licking the ball sac.
“Okay,” Alex said, as he leaned forward and against her a little, and he took the flaccid cock in his mouth. Once thing he’d never experienced before and found fascinating was the soft cock hardening in his mouth. It was magical!
“Ohhhhh, nice,” Carl moaned, as even before he opened his eyes, he felt some lips wrapped around his cock, and then as he became more aware, he realized a second pair of lips was on his balls. He opened his eyes and sat up to see Alex and Joy both working together to pleasure him.
“Good morning,” Joy greeted, and she sucked a ball back into her mouth.
“Now this is how a man should be awakened,” Carl moaned, his hardened dick inside Alex’s mouth.
“Agreed,” Joy said, still sucking the big ball.
“Alex, I think you’ll have a new task to start each workday,” Carl said.
“Mmmmmmmm,” Alex moaned. That would be a great weekday morning snack.
“Yeah, you love my cock so much, don’t you, cum deposit?” Carl said, now fully awake.
“I love it so much,” Alex agreed, taking the almost hard cock out of his mouth to answer, before resuming waking it up.
“I haven’t ever had you suck on my balls, though,” Carl said. “Why don’t you two switch?”
“Okay,” Joy said, her lips tugging on a ball before she relocated her mouth a few inches away.
“Okay,” Alex said, a little disappointed, since he always wanted that cock in his mouth.
Joy smiled and said cheerily, “Good morning,” before she took the cock in her mouth.
“Indeed it is,” Carl moaned, as Alex bent down and took the wet ball sac in his mouth and located a testicle. He wasn’t sure what to do next, so he just sucked on it as if he was giving it a tongue bath. Carl must have approved, because he said, “Oh yeah, you two are really working me over!”
“Mmmmmmmm,” they both moaned in unison.
Carl’s first load of the day never took very long, regardless of who was working his dick over, and after three or four more minutes of double pleasuring, he was getting ready to burst.
Alex slurped back and forth between the two balls, finding the task more fun than he thought it’d be, although he still preferred that big hard dick in his mouth.
Meanwhile, Joy’s pussy was on fire at the thrill of a cock in her mouth. Sure, she’d rather have it in her pussy, but she really wanted to taste a load.
“Oh shit, I’m about to come,” Carl warned.
Joy wanted the cum all to herself, so selfishly, she kept bobbing, her insatiable slut self rising from its long-dormant state, while Alex kept working on the balls.
“Oh fuuuuck!” Carl grunted. His dick pulsated, and then it shot its load into the woman’s mouth.
Joy kept bobbing as the gooey, salty seed gushed through her mouth and down her throat.
Alex felt a rush of jealousy from Joy getting all that creamy cum he was craving as he sat up and watched.
“Don’t worry, the next load is going in your asshole,” Carl smiled.
“That’s not at all what I was thinking,” Alex lied, as he watched the pretty woman sucking his favourite dick.
“Sure, sure,” Carl scoffed, as Joy slowed down and nursed the dick for a couple more minutes… long after the last drop of cum had reached her belly.
Eventually Joy stood up, looked at Alex, and apologized, “I’m sorry, fellow cock sucker. I just had to have that load all to myself.”
“No worries,” Alex responded, pretending he wasn’t disappointed to have missed out on that load of cum.
“I’ll make it up to you by making you two breakfast,” she said. “Why don’t you two go shower, and I’ll whip up some omelettes.”
“Sounds good,” Carl said, standing up and heading to the washroom.
Alex showered next and when he returned, still naked, unsure of what today’s dress code was, but hoping for the best, he saw Carl… also naked… had mixed them some mimosas.
They had a delicious breakfast, a couple mimosas each, a gummy each, and while Carl turned on the television, Joy went to shower, and Alex washed the dishes.
Joy sauntered out a good hour later, wearing only a garter-belt and black stockings. She asked, “Do you mind some bare skin? It’s rather hot in here.”
“We definitely don’t mind,” Alex leered (in a good way).
“In fact, we insist upon you dressing like that,” Carl said. “Your big tits were meant to live free.”
“They are a handful,” she smiled.
“Two handfuls,” Carl amplified, going over to her and cupping her massive tits.
“So big that maybe you need some help,” Alex said, as he went over, and they each cupped a breast and sucked on a hard nipple. Carl asked, as he worshipped that nipple, “When was the last time you got laid, Joy?”
Joy was a little tipsy, not used to drinking in the morning, and was also definitely a little high. She replied, “I don’t really remember. Maybe sometime in 2018?”
“Jesus Christ!” Carl gasped.
“No way!” Alex said.
“Unless you count my vibe, my suction cup wall dildo, or my secret relationship with my vibrating sex partner the washing machine,” Joy said wickedly. The pot had seemed to have eliminated the last trace of any moral fibre she might have once had.
“Well, that’s hot,” Alex said.
“I suppose. But it’s not quite the same as getting a really hard dick pounding me,” Joy said bluntly, as she not-so-subtlety glanced at both dicks, before she even less subtlety took both cocks in her hands.
“Yeah, there’s nothing like a real hard dick, is there Alex?” Carl teased, his dick hard, as usual.
“Yeah, Alex. Isn’t there a plan in the works for Carl to take your anal cherry?” Joy asked wickedly. “How about today?”
“Oh no, not the two of you ganging up on ne,” Alex moaned.
“Tell her how much you love my dick, Alex,” Carl said.
“It’s a great fucking dick,” Joy said, admiring it… doing all she could to not bend over and take it into her pussy. These two men might be having gay relations with each other, but they were still married, she kept reminding herself.
“Thanks,” Carl said.
Alex didn’t respond, even as he too glanced at his friend’s crotch.
“Tell her, Alex,” Carl ordered, “tell her how much you love my dick.”
High, and yes indeed craving that dick, Alex emitted his trademark sigh.
“Yes, tell me Alex. Tell me how much you love Carl’s dick,” Joy urged, enormously turned on as she stroked both dicks.
“Fine,” Alex said, “I love Carl’s dick.”
“That was pathetic,” Joy said, “this is a huge dick, and it deserves to be worshipped and praised to the high heavens.”
“Yeah, you can do a lot better than that,” Carl agreed.
Alex looked at Joy, then down at his friend’s dick, and then answered, “I love Carl’s dick. I crave it in my mouth. I need his cum. I need to be his cum bucket. His cock sucker.” His words were making his own cock twitch.
“And my bottom too,” Carl added, enjoying Joy’s ever so smooth hand job.
“Maybe,” Alex said.
“No maybes,” Carl objected, as backed away from Joy’s soft hand, resisting his inclination to enjoy her hand job, since he wanted to fuck Alex, and he wanted Joy to watch. “You’re becoming my bottom bitch today.”
“May I watch?” Joy asked excitedly.
“Of course,” Carl agreed, and Alex impulsively dropped to his knees before the glorious cock. His mind, as usual, was in a lustful fog whenever Carl’s hard cock was in front of him.
“Suck that dick, Alex,” Joy sang out, her hand going between her own legs.
Alex didn’t say anything, he just leaned forward and took the cock he was craving into his mouth.
“That’s so hot,” Joy moaned, her fingers parting her pussy lips.
“Yeah, get it ready for that virgin ass of yours,” Carl said, looking at Joy when he said it.
The alcohol, the gummies, and his submissive nature for cock had Alex fully ready to take it in his ass. He’d been thinking about it for a while, going back and forth like a yo-yo from wanting to do it, to no way in hell… yet whenever he was horny, whenever Carl’s cock was in his face, his desire grew and grew. He knew he’d be curious until he did it. Without even knowing he was doing it, he moaned while he sucked.
“Oh yeah! You do want my cock in your ass, don’t you?” Carl asked, hearing the moaning.
“Mmmmmm,” Alex moaned as he bobbed, his dick rock hard.
“Tell me,” Carl ordered, pulling his dick out of his friend’s mouth.
“Yes, dammit,” Alex admitted with lust and frustration. “I want you to fuck my ass with your big dick, and take my anal cherry while Joy watches us.”
“So hot,” Joy moaned.
“Go to my room and grab the lube I left on the bed, would you Joy?” Carl requested.
“Yes, sir,” Joy said, hinting at her own submissive side as she hurried to get the lube.
“I’ve been looking forward to this for a while,” Carl said, as he slid his dick back inside his best friend’s amazingly talented mouth.
Joy grabbed the lube and hurried back.
She arrived and handed it to Carl.
“Do you want the pleasure of lubing him up?” Carl asked, handing it back.
“Yes, please,” Joy said, accepting it.
“Bend over the couch, Alex,” Carl ordered, again pulling out of his friend’s amazing mouth.
Alex silently did as he was told, as he thought to himself Am I really going to go through with this He’d accepted his new identity of a cock sucker, and once he’d crossed that line, he’d gotten addicted. So now what if he got addicted to getting his ass fucked? What if he turned gay? He’d already chosen cock over pussy more than once.
“Lube his ass up,” Carl said.
“Yes, sir,” Joy obeyed, dropping on her knees behind him. She poured lube on her fingers, and lathered up the tight asshole.
“Yeah, lather it up really good,” Carl ordered, as he stroked his dick.
“Ready to get your asshole fucked?” Joy asked, as she poured extra lube onto the hole.
“Yes,” Alex moaned. Her fingers felt oddly nice on his asshole.
“Yes what?” Carl asked.
“Yes I want your big cock pounding my asshole,” Alex admitted. He then felt Joy’s finger slide into his asshole.
“Mind if I gape this hole for you first?” Joy asked Carl. She didn’t wait for an answer, just immediately slipped one of her fingers deep inside the virginal hole.
“Please do,” Carl agreed, as he stroked his cock and admired Joy’s big ass. She was bent over, and inadvertently showcasing it perfectly.
“Do you like how that feels, Alex?” Joy asked as she slowly fingered him.
“Yes,” Alex moaned, finding this first-time intrusion both stimulating and exciting.
“Carl’s going to pound this tight asshole so good,” Joy purred, her hot breath on his neck while she rotated her finger inside him… gradually gaping him.
“Yes,” Alex agreed.
“Shit, this is hot,” Carl said. Joy was quite naughty behind her sweet exterior.
“You want your asshole filled with dick, Alex?” Joy asked, her pussy on fire from talking so nasty. She wasn’t sure where this was coming from… it wasn’t her demeanour in any way. She’d always been the submissive in her relationships… she’d never considered two men playing together erotic. In fact, she’d never considered it at all. But now she couldn’t wait to watch Alex taking his friend’s huge cock. She’d never been this turned on before… or at least not in decades.
“Yes,” Alex moaned, the hot breath on his neck, the finger in his ass, and her nasty talk all combining to drive him wild with submissive lust… his dick was rock hard.
“Come and get some lube on your dick,” Joy invited, watching Carl stroking his dick. Then as he came towards her she asked, “Would your wife mind if I got it all lubed with my mouth?”
“If she was here, you’d be sucking my dick, getting fucked by Alex or me or both, and eating her pussy,” Carl said, imagining his wife sitting on Joy’s face.
“Mmmmmmmm,” Joy purred, as she kept her finger working inside Alex’s asshole, and she said, “I’ll take that as she wouldn’t mind,” before opening up and taking the hard dick in her mouth… a multi-tasking she’d never done before.
“Oh yeah, suck my dick, Joy,” Carl moaned, as the chubby woman wrapped her lips around his cock. She used her tongue while slowly sucking… which all top notch cock suckers did.
“You lucky bastard,” Alex moaned, as he looked back to see Joy with a mouthful of dick.
Joy took the cock out of her mouth to say, “Once Carl is balls deep inside your asshole, I’ll be working your dick over.”
“Attention back to me,” Carl ordered.
“Fuck,” Alex moaned, at both the finger really working inside his asshole… wiggling around like a pleasure snake… and also knowing Joy would be working on his dick… with those sexy lips of hers driving him wild.
“Yeah, I think it’s time,” Carl said, after a couple dozen bobs from Joy.
“Or in other words, it’s time for me to lube up this big dick,” Joy said, reaching for the lube she’d set on the floor. She removed the finger on her right hand from Alex’s butthole and used her right hand to liberally lube her left hand, then she replaced her finger inside Alex and used her left hand to give Carl a slow hand job until he was slick as a weasel. She then pulled her finger out of Alex’s asshole again, admired the small gape she’d created, and asked him, “Are you Ready to be Carl’s bottom bitch?”
“Yes indeed,” Alex replied, his cheeks burning with humiliation, while his body burned with desire.
“Which means then you’ll be his cock sucking, two-hole fuck toy. You good with that?” Joy added, as she scootched next to Alex, allowing Carl to get behind him.
“Yes indeed,” Alex repeated, her nasty words enhancing his desire to indeed become a two-hole fuck toy for his best friend… like they always did. “I want Carl’s dick in my ass. I want to be his bottom bitch. His cock taking, two-hole faggot. His eager cum deposit.”
“Shit, you really are one nasty faggot.” Joy said, taking Carl’s well-lubed cock and positioning it at Alex’s slightly gaped hole.
“Yes, I’ll do anything to be Carl’s faggot,” Alex moaned, feeling his friend’s hands on his hips, the cock poking against his virgin hole.
“You heard the man. Go ahead and fuck him,” Joy ordered, as she placed her free hand on Carl’s ass and gently pushed it forward.
“Here goes, Alex,” Carl said, as his dick pressed against the tight asshole, and then slid inside with surprising ease.
“Oh, fuck! Caaaarl!” Alex moaned as he felt his friend’s cock slide inside his asshole. He wasn’t sure what he’d been expecting it to feel like… except some pain and discomfort… which there was indeed some of. But even more, he felt so full… as the dick kept going deeper and deeper into his ass.
“You like my dick in your ass?” Carl asked.
“It feels weird,” Alex answered, the best answer he could give. It felt good… if a little painful… and it also felt wrong… so wrong… yet it also felt right… so right.
“It gets better. Wait until your asshole gets used to being this full,” Joy said, as she watched the big dick disappearing in Alex’s asshole…recalling from her own past the pleasure and pain principle of getting ass fucked.
“Yeah, you’ll be begging to get fucked all the time,” Carl said, just like Alex was already always eager and begging to suck his dick.
“I don’t know,” Alex said, although he assumed Carl was right. But at the moment, he couldn’t process what he was feeling. It was totally unlike any other sexual encounter he’d ever experienced.
“Oh, we both know you were born to become a two-hole fuck toy,” Carl said, now balls deep inside his friend’s asshole.
“So full,” Alex moaned mindlessly.
“Now fuck him, Carl. Fuck your bitch!” Joy growled, her left hand going to her pussy while she watched.
“Yes, fuck me!” Alex concurred, wanting to feel the sensations of the big dick pumping in and out of him.
“As you wish,” Carl agreed, as he began slowly but strongly fucking his friend.
“Oooooooh, yes,” Alex moaned, the sensations of the cock going in and out exciting such sweet pulsations through his body, his cock throbbing.
“You like that dick in your asshole?” Joy asked.
“Yes,” Alex moaned. It was obvious he was enjoying it.
“Yes, what?” Joy asked, getting a rush from being a bit dominant.
“Yes, I love having Carl’s big dick up my asshole,” Alex admitted, as he allowed himself to be no more than a fuck toy for his best friend.
“Oh yeah! I knew you’d love this,” Carl said, a rush of adrenaline coursing through him, since he now had a regular asshole to fuck.
“I do love it,” Alex admitted, the pleasure consuming him like a cocoon.
“Yeah, but I think he wants it harder,” Joy said, as she reached undernath and felt Alex’s cock… which was rock hard. “Shit, he’s rock hard from getting fucked!”
“Of course he is,” Carl said. “He loves dick.”
“I love your dick,” Alex felt the need to clarify, the sudden hand on his dick enhancing his pleasure.
“Who wouldn’t love this dick,” Joy said.
“I’ve never had any complaints,” Carl said, before adding, “other than I’m too big.”
“No, your cock is perfect,” Joy said.
“So perfect,” Alex moaned mindlessly.
“Want it harder?” Carl asked.
“Yes please,” Alex responded.
“Pound him, Carl. Fuck the shit out of him,” Joy ordered, as she rolled onto her back.
“Yes! Pound me, Carl, pound my asshole,” Alex moaned, wishing this sodomy could last forever.
“All right,” he said, slamming into Alex.
“Oh my God!” Alex screamed. He sounded quite feminine.
“Oh yeah, take it fuck boy,” Carl said, getting a strong rush from topping his best friend.
Joy slithered underneath Alex and his swaying hard cock.
“Oh yes, give me that dick,” Alex moaned, his own dick throbbing.
“You saying you want to be my pussy boy?” Carl asked, as he grabbed Alex’s hips and pulled him back hard onto his cock.
“Yeeeeees!!” Alex moaned wildly, being subjected to intense pleasure. He loved just being used… being fucked.
“Yes, what?” Carl asked, as Joy watched, up close and personal.
“Yes, I’m your pussy boy,” Alex declared. “Your bottom bitch.”
“So hot,” Joy purred as she reached for Alex’s cock and began stroking it.
“Ooooooooh,” Alex moaned, now being pleased from both sides… front and back… doubling the intensity of his pleasure.
“Such a tight asshole,” Carl groaned a few strokes later.
“Don’t stop,” Alex said, addressing both of them. He couldn’t believe it, but he was pretty sure he was going to come from getting his ass fucked powerfully and his dick stroked only slowly.
“Not until I bust a nut in my new fuck boy,” Carl said.
“Yes, fill my ass up with your cum,” Alex approved, curious what that would feel like. He loved feeling Carl’s dick pulsate when he came in his mouth, and he wondered what a pulsating dick would feel like in his ass.
“And I want you to fill my mouth with cum,” Joy said, before she adjusted her body somewhat, and awkwardly took Alex’s dick into her mouth.
“Oh my God,” Alex moaned, as Joy’s lips wrapped around his cock.
“Yeah! You want me to breed you, bitch?” Carl asked, now slamming into his best friend’s ass hard, like it was a pussy.
“Yes, do! Fill my asshole with your load,” Alex moaned, he too about to come any moment. “Make me your cum slut!”
“You already were that,” Carl laughed, about to erupt.
“Then make me your two-hole cum bucket,” Alex amended, as Joy sucked just the head of his cock into her mouth, but that was enough to make him come, just as Carl exploded in his ass, those pulsations Alex’s final breaking point. “Oh fuck, Joy,” he groaned, as he shot his load into her mouth.
“Oh yeah,” Carl grunted, as he filled Alex’s asshole with his load, not slowing down at all.
“Fuuuuuck,” Alex moaned, releasing a load out of him and taking another load into him… easily the most exhilarating sexual encounter of his life!
“Mmmmmmm,” Joy moaned as she swallowed the first rope of his load, before his dick slipped out and coated her face with the rest of his cum.
Carl slowed down once he was spent, but he kept his dick in his friend’s ass.
“Fuck,” Alex said weakly a minute later, his entire body spent from the intensity of being fucked, plus his own strong orgasm.
“Yeah, I knew you’d love it,” Carl said, as he pulled out and admired the big gape he’d created with a little of his cum leaking out of it.
“So good,” Alex said. Oddly, he felt rather empty when Carl pulled his dick out of his ass.
Joy said, as she let Alex’s cock slip out of her mouth, “That was the kinkiest thing ever! Even though I once had lesbian sex with a nun.”
“Shit,” Carl said as he collapsed onto the couch.
Alex stood up and helped Joy to her feet. He felt cum leaking out of his ass, which made him feel like a cheap slut. Or could that derogatory term apply to him, since he was a man? After some brief reflection, he decided that if cum was leaking out of him, he definitely qualified as a cheap slut.
“Yeah, I briefly considered joining a nunnery back in the day,” Joy elaborated.
“We’re happy you changed your mind,” Carl said.
“Very happy,” Alex agreed, looking at her cum-coated face.
“I hope you two have enough left in you for some more fun after we share our naked Thanksgiving supper,” she said.
“No worries, we’re just getting started,” Carl assured her. There was no way he wouldn’t be fucking this hot woman… likely in the ass… before this Holiday was over.
The End
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