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Well Andy and Bob both walked in. Bob said, "Neither of us wanted to be last."

I got two more well built solidly muscled marines. They had chosen to just wear jockey shorts and they both had bulges in them.

I walked over to them, dropped to my knees and started stroking their erections. Their erections only got harder. I pulled down both jockey shorts and deep throated and sucked on one cock and then the other. Their cocks looked just like mine. After a few minutes of sucking they both stopped me.

I stood up and asked, "Is something wrong?"

Bob said, "I know you want to suck us off but we want to suck each other. We live in a fishbowl at the base and we've never had a chance to be alone to have sex. Can we please do it here?"

I gestured to the bed and said, "I'll just sit in this chair over here,"

Bob dropped to his knees and sucked Andy's cock. After a few minutes Andy raised him up and dropped down and sucked on Bob's cock. I could tell there was no experience in the tentative way they both sucked cock, but they wanted each other.

I said, "I don't mean to interfere but why don't you try a 69."

Bob said, "What's that."

Bob must be the dominant in the relationship; he was the one who always answered my questions.

I said, "One of you lie on the bed and the other guy lays the other way. That way you can both suck the other at the same time. Or do the same thing with one guy lying on top of the other in opposite directions."

Bob said, "Thanks," and they moved to the bed and assumed a side by side reversed position and starting sucking again.

I tried not to watch. I picked up a magazine and started to read it.

After about 10 minutes I looked up and they were lying next to each other jacking each other's cock.

I said, "I thought you guys wanted to suck each others tools. What happened?"

Bob said, "We did and it was great, but we aren't very good at it so we decided to Jack off together."

I said, "Shit, let me show you how to get off. Please."

I slipped off my shorts as I walked over to the bed. I took some lubricant out of the bedside table and lubed up Bob's cock and my ass. Then I straddled his body on my knees until his cock was positioned at my ass. I said, "Andy stand up and stand in front of me."

He did. I reached back and guided Bob's cock to my asshole and sat down on his dick.

He said, "Ohhh God."

I said, "Andy, Stick your dick in my mouth, hold the back of my head and fuck my mouth as fast or slow as you like, but blow your load in my mouth. Don't pull your cock out when you feel you are coming. Bob you fuck my ass until you come."

I slid off Bob's cock about halfway giving him plenty of room to buck his hips up and down and opened my mouth as Andy's cock pushed at my lips.

Neither guy needed any further instruction. They proceeded to fuck me with a vengeance.

There was nothing else I could do for Andy. He generated his own friction fucking my mouth. For Bob I tensed my anal muscle as he humped his dick in and out of my ass. That made my ass real tight, He was mumbling and groaning with delight as the hot wet sensations brought him to the edge of orgasm and over.

At almost the same moment that Andy flooded my mouth with his cum I could feel Bob's sperm being released inside of me.

I sat down on Bob's cock and put my arms around Andy and held them in place until their erections subsided. Then I let go of Andy and let Bob's dick out of my ass.

Andy said, "I've got to sit down my legs won't support me. I've never come like that before"

Bob said, "I haven't either. Doesn't that hurt you Ed? I never thought about Andy fucking my ass or me his. Damn that's terrific sex."

I said, "I've been getting fucked in the ass longer than you guys have been alive. The anal sphincter is infinitely flexible; especially when you're young. But if you don't want it to hurt and it isn't supposed to you need to train your ass to accept larger and larger dildos until accepting a cock is no problem.

Getting fucked is supposed to be a pleasure for both parties involved. It is not a punishment or a submissive act. You don't really know what a great orgasm is until you come while you have a dick or a dildo up your ass.

Getting fucked in the mouth is a submissive act. I'm lucky; I have an unusually large mouth and can open my mouth a great deal further than most people so I can accommodate most cocks except extremely big ones. I did have to learn to control my gag reflex and that allows me to accept cocks at least 10 inches long. You saw how big Bruce's cock was and he fucked the shit out of my mouth and I took him to the hilt.

I've found that most people can't do that. Three, four or five inches is usually as much length as the average person can take. But that doesn't mean that they can't give good head or bring their partner's to an exciting orgasm. It is all in experience and trying to be a good cocksucker so that you are bringing pleasure to your lover and him to you.

Not everybody likes to eat cum. It's an acquired taste. But there is no sexual experience quite like when you are in control and you bring your partner to orgasm and he comes in your mouth. Stopping before orgasm so that your partner doesn't come in your mouth kills half the sexual pleasure.

You are already saying there is something about the experience you don't like and it's that icky, slimy cum. That thought can certainly kill the moment. You don't have to swallow but, I figure, it's already there why not. If you are already sucking his cock or have been licking on his asshole; taking his cum is not making it a hell of lot more intimate than it already is. If you won't accept a guy's cum then you might question why you are even bothering to suck his dick.

I said getting mouth fucked was a submissive act. But submissive and dominant are roles. They switch back and forth between lovers all the time. It doesn't mean that one party is less than the other. You may be submissive to please one partner and be dominant with another. I was submissive for both of you and you both enjoyed it, but so did I. That was the point. If I were to fuck one or both of you I would be dominant, but that would not mean that you would not enjoy being submissive. If you want to be lovers and not master and slave, submission and dominance have to be transitory roles or you do freeze one partner into being less than the other. Many dominant personalities in business, the military or the government like to be submissive in sex, but they don't stay that way once the sex is over. As I said it's role playing.

Enough of that. Why don't you go in the bathroom and clean up and get dressed?"

They did and I got dressed also. I gave them one of my cards and said they could stop by anytime they were in town if they wanted a private place to have sex.

We went out to the living room.

I said, with a smile, "If anybody is not happy, don't blame me. You all had your chance. Did anything happen while I was unavailable?"

Eddie said, "Yes, the store delivered your groceries and the iceman left ice in the back porch cooler. I put the perishable items in the icebox."

I said, "Thanks. I know this took longer than expected. Anybody want a drink for the road? I mean soft drink."

Nobody wanted anything. They all got up and everybody said thanks again and they were out the door before I could blink.

I thought, "Yeah, nobody wants to stay around the whore once they got their rocks off."

I walked in the kitchen.

I heard Eddie shout, "Don't be an asshole." And Bruce replied, "I've got to take a leak."

The door opened and shut and Bruce yelled "Ed."

I said, "I'm in the kitchen, but you know where the bathroom is."

He walked in the kitchen and said, "I don't need the head."

He walked up to me, put his arms around me and hugged and I hugged him back.

Eventually I said, "Bruce, I can't breathe."

He let go and leaned up to kiss me so I met him halfway since I was taller than him. He started softly, then insistently, then it was a French kiss and then it was sensual beyond belief. I thought "God was he a fast learner or what?"

I felt tears in my eyes and I had an erection and so did he. He broke off the kiss.

I looked at him and said, "Don't cry, we can't explain it away. I hear a car honking."

He said, in a broken voice, "Thank you." and turned and walked toward the door.

I heard the door close and he yelled, "Keep your pants on, I'm coming."

I thought, "Not for me you aren't." and I have to revise my thought about whores and people getting their rocks off. I started crying and since I didn't have to explain to anybody and I could not explain why I was crying, I just kept on until I ran out of tears. Then I went and took a shower and an enema and used my toothbrush and mouthwash.

To be continued