WEEKEND IN HOUSTON By Chipster071053@yahoo.com
This story is mostly true...I really didn't have to add a whole lot to it, because it was a wild weekend and didn't need much added. If sex between consenting adults offends you, or such subject matter is illegal where you are, then read no further.
I'd also appreciate your comments. This is my first effort at erotic writing and I'm sure some of it is not very good, so if you want to help me polish this story, please let me know. If you have sound criticisms, please send them. If you want to flame, go elsewhere.
CHAPTER THREE: Later That Night
I stood there in the shower, suddenly realizing what had just happened. I felt alone, I felt abandoned, and most of all I felt about as horny as you can get. I knew we couldn't risk getting caught in the shower together, but just the same I wish we could have stayed much longer.
I sank to the floor of the shower and really began thinking about what had happened since I got to Houston last night. I had lost my virginity, participated in a three-way with my best friend and his girl, fucked in a van, been sucked off by my best friend and given him a blow job. And now I'd had my first man-man sex, even though it was just some heavy fondling. If nothing else, I should be exhausted, but I realized I was hungering for more, and much to my surprise, wanting more with just Don!
I was pretty sure that Don hadn't left the shower room. He had been in the stall next to me and the water was still running, and so was the shower across the hallway, and I heard voices coming from out in the sink area, so I knew the chances of getting together again right now were gone.
In a loud whisper, which I hoped would be loud enough for Don to hear, but nobody else, I asked if he was still there. He answered in a voice loud enough for anyone nearby to hear if I was about done, because he wanted to go back to the room. He was making it clear to anyone listening that there were two of us, and that we were in separate showers. I answered back loudly that I was ready, and I heard his shower turn off. As Don stepped out of his shower, I pulled my curtain back, and a head popped out across the hall, someone Don knew from another floor. Don asked what he was doing on this floor, and he told Don that they had shut down a couple of the floors to do maintenance over the weekend.
As I stepped out, Don leaned over and said something about losing privacy as he put on his wrap and handed me the other one. We grabbed a couple of towels and headed back to the urinals, where Don undid his wrap and displayed a partially hard cock as he did his business. I stood next to him as we made small talk, then he re-wrapped and we headed back to his room.
When the door closed, I put my arm around Don's waist and pulled him over to me. With the other hand, I pulled the Velcro strap open and began to fondle his cock. Our lips met and we kissed for a minute, then he brushed my hand away and said there wasn't time right now, that we had to get ready for the concert and we should save ourselves for later, because he didn't know what Sara would want to do after the concert. As much as I hated to, we broke apart and I turned to get dressed.
Sara met us in front of the dorm, and this time she was driving a convertible. Don asked her where she got it, and she said it belonged to a friend who didn't mind her using it while she was out of town. We went to a fast food place for burgers, and then on to the concert, which was nothing short of spectacular. On the way back, Sara told us that she wasn't going to be able to stay long because she had to meet someone early in the morning, but that when we got back to the dorm, she wanted to be the center of attention. Neither Don nor I voiced any objections. She obviously had a plan.
When we closed the door to the room, Sara started to take off her top and told us to put the two mattresses on the floor, side by side, saying she wanted more room. As we complied, she pulled off her jeans and sat down on one of the desk chairs, wearing just her bikini briefs. She told us to take off our clothes, and then told us she wanted us to get each other ready for her. Reaching into her purse, she pulled out a bottle of body oil and handed it to Don. In a tone that sounded more like a reminder than a command, she told Don that he had wanted to check me out and told him to cover me with the oil everywhere except my cock.
I stood in the middle of the mattress and Don stepped up to me, applying the oil to my shoulders, chest and hips, nibbling, licking and kissing me as he went. Then he dropped to his knees while he rubbed my thighs, calves and feet. He turned me around and worked back up my legs to my buttocks. He spread my cheeks and slowly rubbed the oil into my crack. His tongue flicked across my asshole and I involuntarily flinched. He pressed the tip of his finger there and I tried to back away. Without saying another word, he reached between my spread legs and started putting oil on my ball sack. As he reached up for my cock, Sara reminded Don that she didn't want either of us to cum until she was ready, so Don stood up and finished my back and neck, then handed the bottle back to Sara.
Sara told me it was my turn gave me the bottle. I noticed that she was starting to rub her pussy through her briefs, and I figured watching us was starting to turn her on.
I followed Don's lead, lubing him up the same way he had done me. When I got to his butt crack, curiosity overtook me. Had Don done what he did because he wanted me to do the same to him? I had to find out. I flicked my tongue over his puckering hole and he moaned. I licked him again and he bent over to open himself up wider. I ran my tongue all around his hole, then got in closer and starting lapping at it. Don was obviously enjoying what I didn't. I pressed the tip of my finger to his hole, and in a quiet whisper, Don told me to stick it in. As the tip slipped in, he drew in a quick breath. I stopped, but he told me to go on.
I looked over at Sara and she had her hand inside her briefs, rubbing her pussy and putting a finger up into her cunt. The outside of the briefs had a big wet spot. She was really enjoying the show.
I had my finger in about as far as I could put it, and Don was moaning a lot. I didn't want to hurt him, and he let me know I wasn't by asking me to put a second finger in. I did, and started moving my fingers around inside of him. They hit a hard spot and Don yelped. Before I could pull out, Sara told he that I must have hit his prostate. Don said that it felt intensely good and asked me to do it again. Sara said not to make Don cum and he said he was very close, so she told me to pull out and finish rubbing him. I did, standing as I did his back, then I turned Don around and kissed him. Not much more than a peck on the lips, but Sara told us to kiss again, this time using our tongues.
Whatever the boss wants, I thought, as I wrapped my arms around Don's shoulders and starting kissing him deeply. He put his arms around my waist and pulled us together tightly as he responded to my kisses. The oil certainly made for some interesting feelings as we slipped around on each other. Don dropped his hands to my buttocks and pulled me closer. I did the same to him and we rubbed our crotches together.
I suddenly though to myself that I was finally getting to really explore Don. I was doing this because Sara wanted it. Why should I care what she wanted? This was lust, pure and simple, and directed at a guy I'd known most of my life, never knowing he ever wanted to do these things with me. I was doing it because I WANTED to.
But Sara was calling the shots, and she said it was time for her to get in the middle of things. She told Don and I to sit down on the mattresses facing each other, putting our cocks as close to each other as we could. We intertwined our legs as best we could and then she told us to both lay down. She tore off her briefs, and then straddled us, facing away from Don. Putting a little oil on her hand, the covered Don's cock with it then lowered herself down onto him.
She was putting him into her asshole! She bent back and grabbed my cock, placing it at the entrance to her cunt, and then leaned forward and I slid in. The feeling was amazing. I could feel Don's cock rubbing against me, separated only by the wall between the shafts. Sara started rocking back and forth, sliding one in as the other came out. After a minute or so, she said that if either of us felt like cumming to say so before it happened, because she wasn't done yet.
Not thirty seconds later, Don said he was close, and Sara stood up, letting our cocks go with a wet popping noise. Turning herself back around, she again lowered herself down on us, this time reversing the insertions. As she started rocking back and forth, Sara told us not to cum. She said she wanted to enjoy this as long as she could.
I could tell from the moans Don was letting out that he was enjoying this as much as I was. Sara kept swaying, rubbing our cocks together inside of her, rubbing her clit until she had almost climaxed, and then backing down for another try. She must have done this three or four times before she finally stood up again.
Sitting back down in the chair, she told us to come stand on either side of her. She told us she wanted to watch us cum and told us to stand over her and jack each other off. She put her hand on her pussy, stuck two fingers inside herself and said she was going to work up to a climax while she watched.
I looked over at Don, grabbed his prick and wasting no time, I started rubbing up and down, slowly at first, then faster as I heard his breathing get harder. He had my cock in his hand and was jacking me for all he was worth. Sara was rubbing her crotch wildly and bouncing up and down in the chair. I looked at Don, saw that smile, and I winked at him just as I blasted. The first string hit his sDonach, the next his thigh, then a few more fell on Sara's breasts. Seconds later, Don shot his load, landing first on my chest, then my knee and the rest on Sara, who still hadn't come yet.
Without letting go of her, she stood up and stumbled onto the mattress, where she told Don to eat her out. She told me to start rubbing the cum into her breasts. She grabbed my cock and started sucking on it and in just seconds, I felt a muffled scream around me. Her hips bucked, her back arched, and Don stuck his tongue as far into her as he could, as she got stiff as a board.
When she collapsed, we went down with her, Don and I winding up lying on either side of Sara. We slowly rubbed our hands across each other's bodies, enjoying the afterglow of the intense sex.
After a few minutes, Sara struggled to stand, and told us to just lie there. She reached around the bed and pulled out a bag I had not noticed there before. She took a sun dress out and pulled it on over her head, then turned and picked up an envelope from Don's desk and put it into the bag along with her tank top, jeans and what was left of her underwear.
Kneeling down onto the mattresses, she gave us both a kiss on the cheek and said she's find her way out. Then she said that we should enjoy ourselves. I thought that was a bit curious, but I was too exhausted to react. As Sara closed the door behind herself, I looked over at Don. His eyes were closed and his breathing steady. He'd fallen asleep.
His body was still glistening in the light from his desk lamp and the cum was beginning to dry. I closed my eyes and the began to drift off to sleep myself, with the sudden, pleasurable thought dawning that I finally had what I wanted that afternoon in the shower.
Don, alone with me, naked, in bed. I fell asleep.
Again, this is my first effort...I'd appreciate your comments to me at chipster071156@yahoo.com.