Bisexual Fiction: Unmasked Desires (Part 1)

By: bbw4youngercocks1 & Ryan Michaels

 

By all outward appearances, Kevin and Linda were the picture-perfect suburban couple. They owned a beautiful home, free and clear, thanks to the success of Kevin’s business. Their sprawling master bedroom even featured a large, freestanding Jacuzzi tub right in the corner of the room—not tucked away in an ensuite or out on a deck, but prominently displayed as a luxurious conversation piece. They entertained often and were highly popular in the neighborhood, save for a few conservative, easily scandalized neighbors.

But every couple has its secrets. For Kevin and Linda, their secret was a thriving, deeply adventurous sex life rooted in Kevin's bisexuality. While Kevin deeply loved his wife and the incredible intimacy they shared, he had always harbored a strong attraction to men—specifically dark-haired, fit men with sharp features.

Rather than being pushed away by such a revelation, Linda found it intensely arousing. The first time she had ever witnessed her husband intimately involved with another man, the sheer visual thrill had overwhelmed her.

Over the years, they had gradually explored group sex, starting with a few heterosexual threesomes. The first involved one of Kevin's male co-workers; it turned them both on so much knowing that a guy Kevin worked with every day had fucked his wife. After the first time, so comfortable with having done it, they decided to do it again, this time with one of Kevin's good friends, which turned them on immensely as well.

After those two encounters, Linda and Kevin brought a woman into bed with them. The situation had just presented itself, and so they went with it. But nothing quite matched the specific, raw energy of Linda and Kevin sharing another man. For Linda, the sensation of two men focusing on her and each other was unparalleled; for Kevin, it allowed him to fully embrace both sides of his desires with his wife’s enthusiastic blessing.

For a long time, they kept these adventures private, especially when a notoriously nosy neighbor lived next door. But after she finally moved away and the house sat empty for months, they learned a new neighbor was moving in.

"Probably another busybody who needs to mind her own business," Kevin joked one afternoon.

He couldn't have been more wrong.

When the moving truck arrived, it was followed by a modest minivan. Stepping out of the driver's seat was PJ, clad in only a pair of tight shorts. At twenty-eight, single, and recently out of a long-term relationship, PJ was an absolute striking presence. He stood six feet tall with broad shoulders, toned arms, a hairless chest, a remarkably fit physique, and had a mound between his legs that showed promise of a well-endowed cock. While PJ had only been with women up to this point, he possessed a quiet, latent bi-curiosity that he had never acted on.

From the moment they met him, both Kevin and Linda were captivated. PJ was slightly shy at first, but incredibly charismatic and quick-witted, and he quickly integrated into their social circle.

Kevin would secretly smile whenever he caught PJ discreetly checking Linda out. Even after a decade of marriage, Linda was stunning, and Kevin felt pride rather than jealousy. Kevin was just as attracted to PJ as Linda was. Both couldn't help but wonder how he would look totally naked, preferably in their bed.

Linda noticed a rotating door of women leaving PJ's house, prompting her and Kevin to playfully joke that he was treating sex like a takeout delivery service when he could just come next door and get all the sex he needed for free. The trick was getting him over there and making it known to him, but that wouldn't come until later that summer.

Kevin was out in the yard working on a privacy fence—a lingering project from the days of their old neighbor—while Linda lounged by the pool in a thong bikini. Next door, PJ was cutting his grass, entirely distracted. In fact, he nearly lost control of the lawnmower when Linda shifted, intentionally letting her bikini top slip slightly to catch his gaze. Sensing his eyes on her, she rolled over with a slow, deliberate movement, giving him a full view of her ass.

PJ let out a low groan. The only thing that was stopping him from going over there, ripping off her bikini, and fucking her brains out was the fact that she was married, and the assumption that Kevin would tear him apart if he tried. Unable to stop looking at her scantily clad body, he had to stop cutting his lawn and retreat inside to take care of the raging hard-on in his shorts.

That evening, Kevin fired up the indoor Jacuzzi, and Linda extended a casual invitation to PJ to come over for drinks. PJ accepted, desperately trying to figure out how he was going to keep his cock from getting hard when he saw Linda in her bikini again.

When PJ arrived, he was wearing tight, form-fitting swim trunks that left very little to the imagination regarding his impressive proportions. He admired the unique layout of their master bedroom, laughing that they could easily host a party in there.

Soon, the three of them were soaking in the warm, bubbling water, sipping wine, and chatting easily. The entire time, just as he had feared, Linda's near-nakedness had caused PJ's cock to get rock hard under the water.

As the alcohol and the heat took effect, the atmosphere grew thick with anticipation. Under the cover of the bubbles, Linda reached out, her hand slowly brushing against PJ's thigh, then grazing his lap. She gave her husband a subtle sign, confirming exactly how aroused their neighbor was.

Deciding to give Linda the first move, Kevin smiled, excusing himself to grab another bottle of wine. "Keep my wife company for a minute, will you, PJ?" he asked, throwing Linda a subtle, knowing wink.

"Happily," PJ replied, his voice a bit strained.

The moment Kevin left the room, Linda moved closer, her touch becoming deliberate and intense. PJ gasped, a trace of nervous loyalty hitting him. "What about your husband?"

"Trust me," Linda whispered, leaning in close. "He won't mind at all."

Bisexual Fiction: Triple Workout (Part 1)

By: Unknown Author & Ryan Michaels

I punched in my security access code at the door to the company gym and pulled the handle as the buzzer signaled the ok to enter.

The gym had been open for a year now, and I started using it regularly about six months ago to try to reduce the stress levels induced by a fast-paced Information Systems career. I had made it a priority to get down there three days a week, and I was really feeling the benefits of a good hard workout at the end of a long - and usually hectic - day.

It was about 6:30 pm and I could hear the music pounding from the big blaster in the corner of the room. I looked around to see who else was there and saw one other guy already on the Stairmaster working up a sweat.

He looked up and gave a nod hello as I headed for a warm-up on the bike. I nodded back and set the timer on the bike for five minutes. Josh Somebody-or-another was his name, I recalled. We had chatted amicably on the few occasions where we had seen one another here in the evening. Most of the employees who used the gym used it in the mornings before work, but he, like me, seemed to prefer to use the stress of the day to keep the ‘edge’ on his workout.

He had brought a great mixtape with him, and I found myself enjoying the music as I relaxed into a rhythm on the bike. The five minutes passed quickly, and I walked over in front of the wall-to-wall mirrors for a nice languid stretch.

Josh had finished his time on the Stairmaster and walked over to the mat area where I was now standing, stretching my quads.

"Ethan, right?" he commented pulling up beside me.

"Yup, and you’re Josh?" I commented.

"Yes. Ready for a good session?" he asked assuming a similar pose with his leg distended behind him.

"Yeah, shitty day today," I lamented. "Lots of crap happening on the system."

"I know! I was bounced on and off the network today for the whole morning," he laughed. "Geez, you guys in I.S. sure make it hard for a guy to stay connected to the internet! How the hell do you expect us guys in the plant to search for porn when you keep bouncing us off?" he joked.

I chuckled at his comment and looked out the corner of my eye as he bent over to touch his toes. "Hmm… nice body. Nice arms. Nice pecs. Hard ass. Strong legs."

Where the hell did THAT come from? I thought. Oh well - I’ve always admired the human form and this guy was a good sample of how I wanted to look by the end of the year.

"Hey! I’d like to use some free weights today instead of the Universal. Seeing as how you’re here, would you spot for me?" he asked as he headed for the rack.

"Sure. No problem."

We took turns spotting and encouraging one another and bantered back and forth a little as we did our thing. We increased the weights each round, and we had both worked up a decent sweat within the half-hour. We then moved on to some dumbbell routines and decided to finish up on the treadmill.

As we got the treadmills going, he reached up and pulled his t-shirt up to wipe his very sweaty face. I couldn’t help but notice a very nicely detailed set of abs, and a totally smooth chest. I set the timer for twenty minutes and got into a good trot. Once again, we chatted about the company, our offices, and careers - the usual idle chat that you get into while you’re jogging on a mechanical device at the office gym.

The timer on the tortuous machine dinged and I staggered off to the mats to stretch out once more before hitting the showers and heading home. Josh pulled up beside me – sopping wet now - and proceeded to do the same. We laughed about the sweat we were dripping all over the mats.

"Wow, you’re a slave driver! My wife is usually the only one who can get me this hot and wet." Then he laughed as he looked over at the locked door and said, "With the two of us in here panting and grunting and groaning, if anyone passed by the door, they'd probably think we were getting it on in here."

The thought of what he was saying had an immediate effect on my crotch, as I chuckled and said, "Yeah, it certainly did sound like it," and then began concentrating my efforts on trying to put my overactive imagination into check when I noticed in the mirror that the front of his shorts had a bit of a tent there as well. I quickly stole another glance, and when I looked up, he was also looking at my reflection in the mirror. Our eyes met for an electric moment, and then we both glanced away.

"Well, I’m hitting the showers," he said as he straightened up.  

"Yeah, me too," I said, and followed him out the door to the shower area.

Bisexual Fiction: Driven by Desire (Part 2)

By: Ryan Michaels

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My hand was almost shaking with anticipation and excitement as I reached out to knock on the door of 1203 Ridgeburn Crescent.

"Hey come on in buddy," Rob said after opening the door.

I stepped inside and took my shoes off.

"My girlfriend's in the living room." I followed him into the living room. "Ryan this is Michelle. Michelle, Ryan."

"Nice to meet you," I said.

"Nice to meet you too," she replied smiling.

"So what do you think? You wanna fuck him or what?" Rob asked.

"Rob!" Michelle said blushing. "Jesus Christ!"

"What? That's why we invited him over isn't it?"

"Yes, but he just walked in the door and you didn't have to just blurt it out in that way. There's such a thing as tact."

"Women!" Rob said rolling his eyes. Michelle swatted him across the arm.

"It's ok. He's right. He did tell me I was coming over to see if you approved and if so we were all gonna have sex together. It's cool if you two want to get right to it," I said.

"Oh, um, well did Rob mention certain details about what we wanted to do?" Michelle asked me.

"You mean about you wanting to see another guy suck his dick? Yes, he mentioned it."

"And you are comfortable with that? I mean if you aren't, it's ok, but I need to know now because that's a stipulation in my agreeing to have a threesome," Michelle replied.

"Yes, I am cool with it."

"Rob told me you are straight, so do you mind if I ask why you want to suck another guy's cock? Doesn't that mean you are least bi?"

I had no idea Rob was going to tell his girlfriend I was straight but I figured I had better play along, and I was a quick thinker so it was no big deal.

"Well, even though it's embarrassing to admit, it's been quite a while since I've been with a woman, and when Rob asked me about the threesome I was really excited about it. Then he mentioned the whole dick sucking thing and I was like, no way!"

"So why did you finally agree to do it?" Michelle asked inquisitively.

"Well honestly, and I hope I don't offend you, but Rob started describing your pussy, telling me how it was shaved and how tight it was and how good it feels. When you've gone without for so long and you have the opportunity to get some, the little head starts to take over. I've also never had a threesome before and it's always been a fantasy of mine. I'm totally straight but also pretty open-minded and I figured I could try it in order to get some pussy, and to finally get to have a threesome."

"And that's all it took to get you to agree to suck dick, the promise of some pussy?"

"Well yeah, and I mean I have some gay friends and never understood what they got out of sucking other guys dicks, and the more I thought about it I guess I was a bit curious to see what it's like. And, as I said, I am open-minded too and I just look at it as a new experience; One that I'll probably never repeat, but it's kind of cool to at least say and know that I tried it." Everything I was telling her was the truth. Except that I was actually talking about being with a woman, but she didn't need to know that.

"That's really cool, and you're right, very open-minded of you."

"Great! So you wanna fuck or what?" Rob asked getting impatient and perhaps feeling a bit ignored.

"Jeez keep your pants on Rob, we're just talking," Michelle scowled.

"That's just it, I don't want to keep my pants on. I want to take them off and fuck some pussy and have a couple of bitches suck my cock!"

"Classy isn't he?" Michelle said smiling at me.

"Yeah," I said chuckling. "But I would like to get started too, if you want to do this."

"Oh yes. I like you, and I definitely can't wait to see you sucking my straight, macho boyfriend's cock."

"Great! Then let's go upstairs and get naked," Rob said motioning to the stairs.

There was no argument from Michelle or from me, and we headed up the stairs to their bedroom.

Bisexual Fiction: Driven by Desire (Part 1)

By: chicagobasil & Ryan Michaels

During a company-wide computer upgrade, all employees were required to attend a full day training course. Since the work still had to get done, and with the massive number of employees within the company, obviously everyone could not attend all at once, so the course was held every day over the period of one month. Each employee was given a date and time to attend, with a half dozen or so people from each department sent each day.

Today was the day I had to attend the training session, and I was not looking forward to it at all. My outlook changed, however, as soon as I walked into the classroom and found I was lucky enough to be put into a class with a really hot guy who worked in my department. While we didn't really know each other, other than to say hi if we passed each other during the work day, I had always noticed Rob and thought he was really sexy!

Rob was six-foot-two, with blond hair and blue eyes, a great chest, muscular arms, and an amazing ass; the kind of ass that was just made for fucking! Out of all the guys in my department, he was the hottest! Unfortunately, he had a girlfriend and was always flirting with the younger women in the department; not that I ever would have had a chance with him anyway, even if he wasn't straight.

The classroom was set up with rectangular type tables, with two computers on each. Rob ended up sitting next to me, probably because the other four from our department, who were women, had already paired up at tables and I was the only other person in the group that he recognized.

As the session dragged on, I found myself sneaking quick glances at the nice sized bulge in Rob's pants. It took all of my will power not to just reach over and start massaging it. As I took yet another glance, with Rob totally unaware of my peeping, he leaned back in his chair and casually spread his legs a little wider and rested his hand next to that impressive bulge.

As I continued to check out his package from the corner of my eye, I saw Rob turn his head in my direction. I turned my head to look at him and he was looking right at me, smiling; his eyes then dropped to his crotch and he gave it a squeeze. He looked at me again, smiled, and then lowered his eyes to my crotch. This action totally took me by surprise, but it didn't prevent me from immediately pushing my chair back a bit further so that he could get a good look at my bulge. I started to get hard right away, just from knowing he was looking at my crotch.

As I stared at his crotch, my mouth literally watering, I could see his dick poking at the front of his pants as if it was trying to escape. He had the beginnings of a hard-on going on, and it looked like it was going to be a pretty impressive one! It was a good thing we were sitting in the back of the class!

I starting moving my legs back and forth, squeezing my hard dick between my thighs. As I continued to open and close my legs, I eventually let my left leg touch his. Surprisingly, he pressed his leg into mine, too, and then started to lightly rub his hard dick through his pants; seeing this, I quickly started doing the same. I figured he was just as bored out of his mind as I was with the course being taught and was just goofing around to pass the time, but I wanted so badly for us to be rubbing each other's bulges instead!

It seemed like forever, but finally we were given a thirty minute break and Rob motioned towards the door, indicating he wanted me to follow. He headed down the hall, looking back over his shoulder to see if I was following just as he approached the men's room door. Could it be? Am I really going to get to fool around with the hottest guy in my department, who also happens to be straight? I thought.

Unfortunately, Rob turned his head back around and kept walking. I stopped in the hall with disappointment, as some other people from the course passed me by and began going into the men's and women's washrooms.

Realizing why Rob had continued down the hall, I started walking again to see where he had gone. I rounded a corner and caught a glimpse of him standing at the exit to a stairwell, holding the door open with his hand. When he saw me, he went through it, and I kept following. Lagging behind him, I ended up following him up two flights of stairs, but when I entered the corridor where I had seen him exit the stairwell, Rob was nowhere in sight.

I walked along the empty hall trying to find Rob as people were busy working away in their work areas. Looking down a corridor I was passing, I noticed a sign protruding from the wall above a door saying "Men" and figured that must be where Rob had disappeared to.

As I walked into the washroom, I was correct in my assumption and found Rob standing by the sink area in this less busy washroom. He started rubbing his crotch as soon as he knew it was me who had entered. I walked up to him rubbing my own crotch as well, and when we were right in front of each other we both immediately put our hands on the other's throbbing bulge.

Within seconds we had our pants unzipped and were stroking each other's hard cocks. My own cock was a good size, measuring seven inches when erect, and was of average thickness and was circumcised. Rob's cock, however, had mine beat, and was everything I had hoped it to be from the size of that promising bulge, and more, looking to be about nine inches in length, fatter than my own, and uncut.

As soon as I saw that big, fat, juicy piece of meat, I couldn't help myself, and, forgetting my surroundings, I started to drop to my knees so I could take his beautiful hard cock into my mouth. He grabbed me by the arm, though, stopping my descent to my knees, and motioned towards one of the toilet stalls. Just as we started walking towards it, we heard the first of the two sets of doors to the washroom open.

I darted into the stall and shut the door, waiting for whomever had just come in to use the facilities to finish and leave so I could wrap my lips around Rob's massive man-meat; I was so excited that I was slowly stroking my cock the whole time the other guy was taking a piss.

The unwanted visitor finally left and I opened the stall door so Rob could join me; unfortunately I found that I was all alone in the room. I was disappointed and cursing whomever had come in there and stolen my opportunity, but I was so fucking horny now, not to mention hard as a rock, that I ended up closing the stall door again so I could give my aching cock some relief!

With neither the time nor the desire for a leisurely stroke-session, my hand was a blur on my dick, when someone came in. I looked through the crack in the stall door to see if it was Rob returning, but it wasn't. By that point, though, after all the buildup earlier, I was too worked up to even care that someone else was in the washroom and I just kept on furiously beating my meat.

As horny as I was, and working my cock the way I was, I was ready to cum in no time, and, when I shot my load, as hard as I tried to keep quiet, I couldn't, and a few low moans escaped my lips. I heard the other guy laugh under his breath as he washed his hands. I couldn't believe I'd just shot my load in the public washroom at my work with another guy in the room, and that he had heard me cumming, but it was also kind of hot! I just wish Rob had stuck around so that I could have been sucking on his cock while I was jerking off and dumping my load!

After cleaning up all the evidence and washing my hands, I returned to the classroom. Rob leaned over to me and whispered, "Sorry man, I freaked a bit when that guy came in and I just bolted." That was the first time either of us had actually used spoken words to communicate.

"No problem, I had my own fun anyway," I whispered back with a smile on my face.

Rob smiled too, and, after taking a quick glance around the room, he planted his hand in his crotch, gave it a firm squeeze and said, "I guess my fun will have to wait until later." Even though I had just dropped a load minutes earlier, my cock began to stir as I began to wonder what might be in store for after class!

As soon as the course was over, everyone, including Rob, scrambled to get out of there. After eight hours in a boring class I could understand his wanting to get the hell out of there, but I'd thought his comment after the break meant that he was interested in meeting up with me afterwards to get that blowjob I had tried to give him earlier. I guess he had actually just meant that he was going to have to wait until later to jerk off, like I had informed him I had done during the break. Still, I figured he'd at least say something to me, even 'see you later' or something, but he didn't say a word or even look at me before bolting from the room. Needless to say, I was disappointed that I wasn't going to get to suck his cock like I had hoped, but I took some solace in the fact that I had at least gotten to see it, and even touch it; that alone was more than I'd ever dreamed of.

As I grabbed my course materials from the tabletop, there was a small piece of blank paper sitting on top of my course folder. I picked it up, and when I turned it over it read: If you want to finish what you started, meet me at Miller Park by the old shed right now. I quickly finished gathering my papers and, with that feeling of disappointment now being replaced by great excitement, I left the room to head to the park.

Bisexual Fiction: David's Summer Job

By: Bi Guy & Ryan Michaels

David mopped the droplets of sweat that were dripping from his forehead and into his eyes. It was hot - the middle of July - and he was busy cleaning and scrubbing the beach snack shack at the Indian Lake Resort.

David's dad owned part interest in the place, and that's how David ended up as a gofer, clean-up person and lifeguard. The pay wasn't much, but he enjoyed meeting the vacationers, and he especially liked his lifeguard duty.

David had been a competition swimmer in high school. He liked the water, and he liked being with the guys. Sometimes he even thought he liked looking at the guys in their tight swimming trunks. He'd never fool around with a guy, at least that's what he had convinced himself, but looking wasn't a crime, was it?

Outwardly, David was your typical All-American stud, chasing girls and discovering how good sex feels when you're young and strong and always ready.

So far this summer, he'd played with more than one sweet, young girl who'd gotten turned on by David's muscular twenty-year-old body and even disposition. He'd always been attracted to girls around his age, so that's why his infatuation with Mrs. Dexter seemed unusual. Not that she was so old, but anyone over thirty seems old when you're twenty.

Mrs. Dexter - Jessica was her first name - and her husband, Michael, had been at the resort for a week. In that time, David had flirted verbally with Jessica each time he had served her at the snack stand.

David found himself daydreaming about Jessica's big tits and curvy ass. He had seen her and her tall, good-looking husband swimming and playing at the beach. She wore the tiniest bikini he'd ever seen, while Michael favored Speedos, just like the swim team. David had seen the bulge in those tiny swim briefs, and knew there was a large piece of meat inside. Too bad he couldn't see it in the shower room like he did the dudes at school. The thoughts about Michael unsettled David, but turned him on, nonetheless.

Jessica and Michael sunned themselves on the beach and commented to each other about the young lifeguard and how he seemed to enjoy watching them. Jessica told Michael about the little flirtations. Michael stared at David's sexy young body, and his cock grew hard.

Jessica teased him as she rubbed the front of his swimsuit. "David must really turn you on," she said, winking at her aroused husband.

Michael's bisexuality was no secret. In the five years they had been married, Michael had had several affairs, with Jessica's knowledge and blessing. But now it was Jessica who wanted a fling.

"He's so sweet and innocent, Michael. I want him. Will you let me have him?" she asked, almost in a kidding way.

"As long as I can watch him fuck you. He's my type, too."

Jessica's eyes widened. Michael kissed her and whispered in her ear, "Let him have you, and then let me have him."

Michael's tongue delved deeply into his wife's sweet, warm mouth and they clung together, each anticipating the hot time David could bring them. Michael's fingers pushed aside Jessica's skimpy bikini bottoms and he sensuously rubbed his aroused wife's pussy. Jessica thrust her hand inside Michael's Speedos and gently toyed with his erect penis and squeezed his large, heavy balls.

They wanted to do more, but not under David's watchful eyes. Not yet, anyway.

David watched from his lifeguard tower vantage point as the horny lovers played their erotic games. David's prick caused his swim trunks to tent up in the front, and a wet area started to emerge as his cock responded.

Michael and Jessica walked hand in hand back to their cottage, and as they passed the lifeguard station, Jessica winked at David and stroked the nipple of her left breast.

David's hand wandered to his crotch and he rubbed his bulge, nearly shooting his wad when Jessica played with her nipple. Was she hot for him, too? Why, he wondered, with a big stud like Michael to fill her needs? David then thought of Michael's dick and how good Jessica must feel as it pumps her cunt. He wasn't sure what excited him more, the thought of fucking her, or taking hold of Michael's prick and maybe sucking it; or maybe being fucked by him. The thought caused David to shiver with uneasiness.

The next day, David greeted Jessica with his usual big smile and friendly hello as she wandered near him as he was working at the snack stand. His bright blue eyes opened wide as he saw her approach in a skin-tight t-shirt and those skimpy bikini bottoms. The nipples of her ample tits protruded erotically from the thin material of the t-shirt, and David lustily thought how nice it would be to nurse them in his mouth.

"Watcha up to little boy?" Jessica asked with a wink.

"Cut out that little boy stuff!" David responded.

"Ok, ok. I can see you're more than a boy." Jessica gave his body a quick stare, lingering at his crotch.

The unsubtle glance was not lost on David.

"Maybe I need to prove to you I'm no boy," David flirted back.

Jessica extended her hand to David's face. She stroked his tanned skin and smiled. "Michael's gone to Stadium City on business today. I'm available if you are."

The proposition stunned David. He'd been dreaming about Jessica's body since she'd arrived. Now she wanted him. Or was she just flirting, teasing him? "Are you serious?" he asked.

"Very," she smiled.

David couldn't believe what was happening, and he quickly finished his chores at the snack stand and followed Jessica back to her cabin.

Of course, she had lied; Michael was gone, but not far. And he would arrive in time for the show. And maybe more.

Bisexual Fiction: Party Girl

By: Unknown Author & Ryan Michaels

My boyfriend called me this morning at work and told me that he wanted me to meet him at a house party later that evening. He gave me the address and told me how he wanted me to dress. He liked me to wear provocative, revealing clothes when we were out at bars and parties. He liked showing me off and watching as other men reacted.

 

As I got ready after work, my mind wandered to the night ahead. My boyfriend was always testing my limits, trying to see how far I would be willing to go. I couldn't help but wonder what he had planned for tonight.
 

When I arrived at the location my boyfriend had given me, I quickly grabbed a glass of champagne from a passing waiter and roamed through the people looking for my boyfriend. I spotted him on the far side of the crowded room, talking to a beautiful woman. I felt a pang of jealousy as I watched him smile and laugh at something the woman had said, with him being totally oblivious to my arrival.
 

I tried to shake off the feeling as I slithered through the clusters of people, heading towards him. I hated feeling jealous but I couldn't help it. I didn't want any other women messing with my man! It was ironic really, because I had sucked the cocks of most of his friends and they had licked, sucked and kissed just about every part of my body as well. But don't misunderstand, I wasn't cheating on him, I did it for him, at his request. He was always there and in full control of the situations. He liked to watch me suck cock, whether it was his own or someone else's, but he would never let another man fuck me. He made it clear that my pussy was his and his alone to fuck.
 

Halfway through the crowd, a group of men complimented me on my attire. Flattered, I did a slow three hundred and sixty degree turn so they could take a good look. I pushed the straps down off my bare shoulders revealing more of my cleavage, with my erect nipples poking their shape into the fabric of my top. I had on a mini skirt that was white and quite sheer. Under the skirt I wore a flesh colored thong and the effect was stunning. I completed my ensemble with black leather high heeled boots that hugged the contours of my legs like a second skin. Their roar of approval drew the attention of the people around them, including my boyfriend. I caught his gaze and he smiled at me as he motioned me to come to him.
 

I thanked the group of men for their compliments and slipped through the crowd to meet my boyfriend.
 

When I reached him his strong hands encircled my waist and he looked me up and down. "I don't like the panties," he said with a wink.
 

My eyes never left his as I reached up under my skirt and hooked my thumbs through the thong, sliding it down my long legs and letting it drop to the floor. Using the toe of my boot, I lifted the tiny heap into the air and tossed my thong toward him.
 

He caught the thong on his finger and crushed it to his nose. "Much better," he replied still smiling.
 

Before he could introduce his companion, the woman reached over and took the panties out of his hand and slid them under her nose. "Mmm," she purred, "I would love a taste of that."
 

My boyfriend looked at me for my reaction and was ecstatic to see that I was smiling at the woman's comment, my eyes locked on hers. That 'test' was all it took for my boyfriend to know how far I was willing to go this time.

He led the two of us toward what he assumed were the bedrooms. His assumption proved to be correct and we stepped inside what looked to be the master suite. My boyfriend purposely left the door wide open, and I instantly moved toward the bed. The other woman climbed on the bed too and reached out and slid her hands under my loose fitting top while her mouth licked and nibbled on my exposed midriff.
 

The two of us soon became intertwined together in a tangle of arms and legs, searching fingers and probing tongues, while my boyfriend stood silently just inside the door watching it all. The silence was broken only by the moans and gasps made by the two of us as our bodies writhed together on the king sized bed.

Bisexual Fiction: Amber Alert

By: DoorX & Ryan Michaels

 

 

 

My girlfriend's name is Amber, which is kind of ironic as there is nothing cautious about her. All of her friends are well acquainted with her carefree, adventurous and often mischievous behavior and have come to use the phrase "Amber Alert" when they see her coming. These traits of hers are especially true when it comes to sex.

A prime example in that regard happened one night when she, I and a friend of mine named Drew returned to my dorm room after a party. We were all kind of drunk, and I could tell Amber was up to something. She usually gets quite mischievous when she's had a few.

"That sure was a fun party. But I don't think the fun has to end just yet," Amber giggled as she put some music on and then began to twirl around in my room.

Drew and I chuckled as we watched my girlfriend dance. Her demeanor slowly changed as she moved to the music. Her eyes smoldered at us as her lithe body undulated provocatively. She began to rub her firm tits while her slender hips bucked with the music.

Amber smiled impishly at me as she danced toward us. Her eyes locked on mine, she moved to Drew, mounted his leg and ground her crotch against it.

Drew looked at me quizzically, and I could only shrug my shoulders in reply.

Amber raised her arms over her head and arched her chest towards Drew's face, moaning softly as she rubbed against his leg. She then flashed a seductive grin at us, lifted herself off Drew and spun away.

"Ryan, what's going on here?" Drew breathed hotly as Amber began to writhe before us.

"I'm not sure, but just go with it," I replied.

Amber began to do a slow striptease for us. She looked coyly over her shoulder as she pulled her blouse off over her head and unsnapped her bra. She threw the garments back at us, the bra landing on Drew's head. She then turned around and faced us, her hands covering her tits. She raised her eyebrows and smiled playfully at us, then pulled her hands from her chest. She gave us a quick glimpse of her pert tits, then laughed and turned away again.

I could tell Amber was enjoying herself immensely. She was a bit of an exhibitionist and liked to dance for me. But stripping in front of my friend gave her an added thrill. It excited me as well. I loved Amber's body, but I also loved her spontaneous and kinky mind. I knew she was really dancing to entice Drew, and it turned me on knowing my friend was getting hot watching my girlfriend.

I didn't know how far Amber would go with this, but I was bound to find out. Her hips swayed from side to side as her erotic dance continued. Then she turned her back to us, bent over, and slowly shimmied out of her skirt. She kicked the skirt aside and, still bent over, tugged down her panties. They stuck momentarily in the wet crevice of her cunt, then slid down around her ankles. I heard Drew gasp as Amber's firm ass waved in the air at us, her swollen pussy-lips visible between her slender thighs.

Amber gave us a long look at her delectable ass, then turned and gave us a full view of her nubile body. She grinned sexily at us as we lustfully eyed her beautiful face, firm tits, slender waist, and finely-trimmed bush. She then sauntered over to Drew and sat down on his lap.

"Holy shit," Drew groaned as my girlfriend ground her bare snatch against his crotch. She took one of his fingers in her mouth and sucked on it seductively as she squirmed on his lap.

Amber gave my friend a lap dance worthy of the best Las Vegas stripper. She pulled Drew's hands to her tits as she continued to suck on his finger and buck against his crotch.

"Uh, Ryan, you don't mind Amber doing this?" Drew muttered as he instinctively thrust upwards toward Amber's grinding pussy.

"He doesn't mind," Amber cooed as she wriggled on my friend. "He loves me and will let me do anything, and do anything for me. Isn't that right, Ryan?"

I nodded my head. I really was pussy-whipped. Amber was the dominant one when it came to sex. She'd have me do some kinky and wild things, and I enjoyed submitting to her domineering wishes. She once tied me up, tormenting me by sucking my cock for almost an hour but not letting me cum. But when I did, it was amazing. I'd eat her pussy upon command, no matter where we were. One time she told me to eat her out in front of her roommate. Afterwards she had me masturbate in front of them. I was powerless to deny Amber anything, and we each got off on the dominating relationship.

I did feel kind of jealous seeing Amber bounce suggestively on my friend, but I was also enjoying it, and, more importantly, Amber was enjoying it. She wanted Drew and knew that I would not try to stop her.

"Mmm, I can feel your cock all big and hard against my pussy," Amber purred. She then reached down and began to unbuckle Drew's pants. "Let's see if your cock really is as big as the girls say."

We both gasped when Drew's cock sprang out. I had seen his cock in the dorm showers before, and it seemed pretty big soft, around six inches. But now that it was hard, I was amazed at how enormous it was. His cock must have been ten inches long and as thick as my wrist.

"Oh wow," Amber breathed excitedly. "Look at how huge his cock is, Ryan! Take yours out so I can compare."

I reluctantly undid my pants and pulled out my cock. It was already hard from watching Amber. Drew's huge piece of meat overshadowed my average-sized penis, making it look so much smaller than it actually was.

Like a girl in a candy store, Amber played with both of our cocks. "Ryan, you know I've always enjoyed your cock, but look at how much bigger Drew's is. I can barely fit my fingers around it," she said giddily as she tugged my hard dick and gave long strokes to Drew's much longer shaft. Then she took her hand off my dick and placed it beside her other on Drew's cock. "Look, Ryan, it's so big that even both of my hands don't cover the entire shaft!"

All I could do was stand there and watch as my girlfriend ignored my average member and obsessed over Drew's enormous tool. Again, I was jealous, but also very aroused.

"I need to taste your cock," Amber said to Drew. "Then I want to feel this huge pole up my cunt."

Drew looked at me and said, "Ryan, I won't do this if you don't want me to."

"He wants you to," Amber interjected. "He likes me to enjoy myself. Ryan, you know you'd love to watch this monster disappear up my cunt."

I looked at my girlfriend's hands pumping Drew's massive erection and nodded, then vocalized my answer. "Yeah, I would."

"You sure?" Drew asked me.

"He's sure," Amber giggled. "And while I'm sucking your cock he's going to eat my pussy and get it all ready for you to fuck me, right Ryan?" she said flatly.

"Right," I said.

Amber giggled again and then said, "I want you both naked. Stand up and strip for me."

As Drew and I got up and began to undress next to each other, Amber sat back on the couch with her legs spread and played with her pussy as she watched us removing our clothes.

When we were both naked, she directed Drew to step up onto the couch and stand next to her, and directed me to get down on my knees between her legs. She then gripped his raging hard-on, licked her lips at the prospect of sucking the big cock and said, "Let's see how much of this I can fit in my mouth."

As she guided Drew's enormous prick toward her face her eyes closed in rapture, and I watched as she spread her lips around his bloated knob and lowered her mouth. Her lips were stretched in a wide "O" as she accepted barely a third of his massive tool, and then she reached out and put her hand on my head, pushing it down towards her pussy.

Drew moaned as my girlfriend slurped noisily on his prick, and I glanced up to take a look, seeing my girlfriend's mouth clamped around Drew's fat stalk, his huge cock bulging from her wide-spread mouth, her head bobbing as far up and down as she could.

My eyes became transfixed at the sight as I continued to lick her pussy. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked wetly on his fat, veiny shaft. Her tongue swirled around the bulbous head of his penis, lapping at the oozing pre-cum, then flickered down his meaty shaft. She pressed her mouth to the underside of his bloated pole and sucked. Her lips then flitted further down his elongated member to his enormous balls.

"Drew, your balls are absolutely huge. I bet you cum a lot," Amber chirped as she lashed his golf-ball sized orbs with her tongue.

"If you keep that up, you'll find out soon enough," Drew groaned.

"Oh, I'd love to gulp down your cum. But I need your big cock inside me," Amber panted.

She gave his gleaming shaft one last lick, then got off the couch and down onto the floor on all fours, leaving me on my knees with Drew's suddenly abandoned, wet cock right in my line of sight.

"Fuck me like I've only dreamed about, you stud."

Drew looked at me once again for approval.

"Go ahead, Drew. Give it to her," I said.

"Yes, give it to me. Give it to me good," Amber rasped hotly, raising her ass in invitation.

 
Drew stepped down from the couch, his mammoth cock wobbling obscenely between his legs, and I stood up and moved to watch as he got behind my lust-crazed girlfriend and mounted her.

Standing beside her, I slowly started to stroke my own throbbing dick as I watched Drew grab his cock and rub the head of it up and down Amber's slit. Then I let go of my dick and reached out and spread her ass next to her cunt. Drew pushed forward and I watched the head of his dick slip inside my girlfriend's pussy. Both he and she moaned.

Drew started to insert his cock slowly and Amber turned her head and smiled at me as my friend's cock penetrated her. I returned my hand to my dick and watched as inch after inch of Drew's long cock started to disappear up her pussy. Then the look on her face changed and I could tell from Amber's pained expression that he was doing some stretching of her tiny cunt. But her grimace soon turned to a mask of perverse pleasure as Drew filled her tight pussy to the root with his horse-meat.

"God, it's so big!" Amber moaned as she skewered herself on Drew's immense cock.

I began to stroke my dick a little faster, just from hearing her say that, oddly turned on in knowing that my friend's cock was deeper than mine could ever go and was stretching her wider than my dick had ever stretched her.

Drew obviously loved her snug, wet pussy, and Amber seemed delirious with passion from his humongous spike. Her breath came in halting gasps and she mewled nonstop as Drew pounded into her. His heavy balls slapped against her splayed slit and his pelvis smacked her upturned ass cheeks as he crammed her full again and again with his oversized dick. And Amber bucked back mindlessly against him, desperate to have his giant prick buried deep inside her.

"Ryan, come over in front of me so I can suck your dick while your friend fucks me," Amber said.

I didn't need to be told twice, and I quickly scampered in front of Amber and guided my erection toward her opened mouth and fed her my steely rod. She immediately began to bob on my hard offering, while I placed my hand on her head and looked over her body and watched Drew's cock thrust in and out of her juicy cunt as she sucked me.

I had never seen Amber so turned on before. She moaned and writhed with delight as her mouth and cunt were fucked by me and my friend. She was acting like a woman possessed, moaning and slurping and gyrating wildly. She had told me of her fantasies about getting gangbanged, but this was the first time she was with more than one guy at once. And Drew's cock was much bigger than she had ever had inside her tight little hole before.

Amber rocked back and forth between us, captured like a pig on a stick on our two hard prongs. Each time Drew pumped his over-sized pole into her squishy pussy, she was thrown forward onto my throbbing cock, her mouth sliding down my shaft. She would then buck back against Drew and resume the perpetual fucking motion. There was only so long I could contain my passion, but I could tell that both Amber and Drew were as excited as me.

"Ryan, I've never fucked a pussy so tight or a girl so hot," Drew groaned as he held onto my girlfriend's slender hips and thrust his extra-large penis hard and deep into her willing cunt as he watched her head bobbing on my cock. "I don't think I can hold out much longer!"

"I'm about there, too, Drew. Cum inside her," I panted as I pumped my own pulsating organ between her suckling lips.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah!"

"Shit! I'm gonna cum!" Drew groaned and then he fucked into Amber hard a few times, and then withdrew his cock until just the head remained inside her and he grunted and trembled slightly as he came in her cunt. "Uh! Uh! Uh! Oh! Ah! Ah! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Mmm!" Amber squealed. Her mouth slid off my cock and she shrieked, "Oh, I can feel it! Your load going in my cunt is making me cum! I'm cumming! Cumming soooo gooood!"

Her moans were then silenced as I stuffed my aching cock back into her mouth and erupted. My balls contracted and I spewed jet after jet of creamy sperm all over her tongue. Amber sucked and gulped down my copious torrent of semen while her body continued to writhe in the throes of her orgasm. When I finally stopped shooting, I had to pry my sated cock from her mouth.

Amber flipped herself over onto her ass and sat dazed on the floor for a moment, Drew's cum-load oozing out of her, filling her slit. She licked a sticky white strand of my cum from her lips, smiled at us radiantly and purred, "That sure was fun. My pussy is sore as hell, but I'm glad I was able to sample your giant cock, Drew."

"Me, too," Drew replied, his large, wet prick starting to droop to half-mast.

"You liked seeing me get fucked by your friend's big cock, too, didn't you?" she smiled up at me.

"Yeah, for sure, so long as you continue to like my dick."

Amber toyed with my limp meat and cooed, "Oh, I will. But there is still something else I want Drew to do for me."

"What's that?" Drew asked.

Amber spread her legs a bit more, looked up at Drew smiling and said, "I want you to lick my pussy."

Drew's face dropped and he pointed at her cunt, "But I just… came in you!"

"I know, and now I want you to clean it up for me," she cooed. "C'mon, you can't tell me you've never tasted your own cum."

Drew blushed and we both knew that he had.

"C'mon, clean my pussy, please."

"I dunno."

"Ryan does it all the time and he loves it," Amber volunteered.

Drew looked at me like he couldn't believe it, but at the same time his cock began to rise back to full attention.

"Once you do it, it's actually kind of hot," I said, not feeling the least bit embarrassed that Amber had revealed the fact that I liked to eat my own cum to my friend.

Drew looked from me to Amber's spread, cum-filled pussy. "Well… ok, I guess I could try it," he said and then slowly got down on his knees between Amber's legs.

Lying down on his stomach he moved his head to her pussy and then tentatively stuck out his tongue. He let the tip lightly flick over the surface of his load and then pulled his head back slightly, tasted it, looked at her cunt and then leaned his head in and flicked his tongue again. This time, though, he kept flicking his tongue, eating his own cum, until he was licking her clean.

My own dick started to rise watching my buddy eat his own cum from my girlfriend's snatch, and when he had finished and kept eating her pussy, hungrily, I was rock hard right away.

When he finally pulled his head out her lap, Amber looked over at me and said, "And now there's something I'd like you to do for me."

"Oh?" I asked curiously. I thought our lusty game was over for now, but again I underestimated Amber's kinkiness.

Amber smiled impishly at me and said, "I'd like you to experience what I did. I want to see you suck Drew's cock."

I looked at Drew's cock, which was dwindling again, and then looked at her uncertainly. As I said, since Amber and I have been together, she's managed to open me up to her kinky ways. But tying me up, eating her out and masturbating in front of her friend was only just the start of things to come. Since then she'd had me suck her cock-shaped dildo, and she'd even convinced me to let her insert it in my ass.

She'd managed to convince me by telling me all about the "A-spot," a place in a man's ass (his prostate) that would give him an intense orgasm like women have when a man manages to find their G-spot. It still took some convincing but eventually I let her try it and, although it had hurt the first time going in, it soon turned into this amazing feeling, and I did have the most amazing, intense orgasm of my life.

After that I was more easily convinced to try it again, and next time she used her vibrator in my ass. Wow that felt great! Every once in a while she'd use her dildo or vibrator on me when we had sex, and then she bought a strap-on. That gets brought out a couple of times a month and I do find it quite enjoyable, but there's a big difference between using dildos in our sex play together and playing with an actual cock.

 
"What?!" Drew gasped in response to her request. "But he's my friend."

It immediately struck me as odd that his first reaction was that I was his friend, not that she was asking him to let another guy suck his cock. And, for me, the more I thought about what she wanted me to do, the more I was coming around to wanting to try it.

"Well, who better than a friend to suck your cock," Amber grinned at him. "How about it, Drew. Will you do it, for me?"

Drew looked at her and then he looked at me. I knew he ordinarily wouldn't go along with something like this, but like the two of us, he was under the influence of alcohol and, like me, seemed to be under Amber's spell, willing to do anything she wanted.

When his eyes traveled down to my cock, and he said, "I don't know. I'm not sure that I can cum again so soon," and his own cock started to rise again, I could tell that he was wavering on the edge of saying yes. He'd just need a little more convincing, and Amber was great at convincing guys to do things they might not normally ever consider doing.

Amber reached out and stroked his long cock and chirped, "I bet a stud like you can do it four times a night. Besides, even if you can't cum again, you can still get sucked."

"I don’t know…"

"Your cock got hard when I told Ryan what I wanted him to do," she said tugging on his stiff meat. "Just try it, and if you don't like it, I'll finish you off."

"So why don't you just blow me?"

Amber laughed. "No, I meant I'd finish you off with my hand. You'd much rather have a blowjob, though, wouldn't you?"

"Yeah!"

"Well, you can, but only from Ryan. So, what's it going to be, stud, hand job or blowjob?"

Bisexual Fiction: Tag Teaming Buddies (Part 1)

By: Unknown Author & Ryan Michaels

 

 

 

Mark and Dan were the best of friends. They first met in a Biology study group and hit it off immediately. They quickly became workout partners and that transitioned into a competition for the best girls.

They didn't play any sports - though in high school both excelled in the usual, football, basketball, and baseball – but both men were absolutely amazing in terms of their bodies, having spent at least four years competing with each other over the weights.

Mark was taller at six-foot-five, while Dan came in at six-three. They were both blessed below the waist, too. Dan had an extremely thick eight inch cock and Mark had a long nine inches. Those cocks had gained a reputation all around campus. Every girl - and even a lot of the guys (through word of mouth) - knew they were the kings. These guys were in top form. Both were complete studs and they took full advantage of it.

College gave them both the opportunity to shine, catching the eye of every girl, it seemed, on campus. Both seniors, they had battled with each other for four years, trying to out-due each other lifting, and for the attention of girls. Both were continuously fucking in their dorms, sometimes next door to each other on the same night, taking the time after to speak of their conquests.

It was the first of September, and this year was their final year of college. After that the two best friends would be separated, with Mark heading to an Investment firm in New York and Dan heading to a computer programming company out West. This was their year to capitalize on the fuck scene, to get it in on with every available girl they could before college was over.

Recently, a girl named Michelle had popped back onto their radar. She had been in their classes since freshman year, but according to gossip mongers had been in a relationship since high school. That relationship ended abruptly when Michelle caught her boyfriend cheating on her with a cheerleader. Go figure.

Once the news spread around campus Dan and Mark both took bets on who would be the one to get her in bed. Dan ended up the winner of the most crucial part of the competition - getting her out on a date. He and Michelle were to hook up after class around two o'clock for a late lunch.

When that time came, they sat and talked about the usual, and the conversation definitely began to turn sexual, when all of a sudden Mark walked up to the table.

"What's up bro?" Mark asked.

"Mark, have you met Michelle?" asked Dan.

"I have now. Pleasure to meet you Michelle. Dan been boring you with all his stories?"

"We've been having a good time, though it just got better," Michelle replied with a smile. "Want to join us?"

Mark pulled a chair up and sat down, leaving Michelle in between the two studs.

They had been talking for over an hour when Dan suggested that they head over to his and Mark's dorm, and Michelle accepted.

Once back at the dorm, Michelle took a seat in a chair and Dan offered a drink, which turned into several shots. Soon the sun started going down and the mood in the room started to get pretty hot. They were all pretty drunk when Mark started kissing on Michelle's neck.

She was extremely horny at this point and both guys knew it. They wanted her and both started to pull her shirt over her head, Dan licking on her nipples and Mark kissing her neck.

Mark moved his hand towards her jeans and slid it inside, rubbing against her panties. Michelle was getting pretty wet at this point, and when Mark slipped a finger inside her panties and let it enter her pussy Michelle moaned out in pleasure. This is what these studs had wanted for a long time, and they were going to take full advantage of the situation. They had never slept with a girl at the same time and gave each other wide grins.

Michelle quickly found Dan's cock and Dan just as quickly opened his jeans and shoved them and his underwear down. Michelle started running her hand up and down the hardening shaft. She was having trouble keeping her hand wrapped around Dan's extremely thick cock. She had no hope of getting her mouth around it, but that wasn't where she wanted it anyway.

Meanwhile, Mark had had enough of fingering her; he wanted his cock inside of her. He laid her flat on the couch and took her pants and panties off in one swift move. Dan started to suck on Michelle's nipples as Mark quickly undressed, pulling his shirt over his head and then shucking his jeans and underwear. He then just as quickly positioned himself on the couch, lining his cockhead up to her quivering pussy.

Michelle had not seen Mark's huge cock but she quickly felt every inch of it when he slid into her. "Oh my god, your cock is huge, Mark!" she yelled out.

Mark kept going, knowing he got that reaction all the time and that she would loosen up quickly; his powerful thrusts would do the trick.

Dan pulled his mouth off of Michelle's tit, grabbed his cock and climbed up onto the couch straddling her. Just like her pussy, her mouth was about to get invaded, also.

As Dan pressed his cock to her lips, Michelle opened her mouth wide to accommodate Dan's thick dick as he pushed it in. She gagged trying to take it, but Dan just kept pushing his big, fat cock into her mouth. He loved feeling her mouth wrapped around his shaft. It was driving him crazy.

It was a struggle trying to take both these big cocks inside her openings, but Michelle really didn't mind at all. She never thought she would be getting it from either of these guys, let alone at the same time, and she was in heaven.

Mark kept his pace, in and out of her now very wet pussy, edging her on, making her take all of his long dick, "You're so hot Michelle. I love seeing my cock in you! Take it all! Yeah!"

"Yeah, take all of my buddy's big cock! Take all of my big cock, too!" Dan said, shoving it in her mouth, causing Michelle to gag.

Dan pulled back and began pushing as much of his big cock as Michelle could take in and out of her mouth in sync with his buddy's thrusts.

Michelle's tight pussy had Mark getting really close already, which was a common problem for him, so he slowed down and pulled out.

As Mark stepped back, Dan pulled his dick out of Michelle's mouth and pulled her up from the couch. Dan and Mark led Michelle to Dan's bed, both stud's knowing that they were nowhere close to being done.

All Male Fiction: Bob and the Lacrosse Team (Part 2)

By: amtibbs

 

 

Note: This chapter contains bisexual sex, however, being that the main theme of this multi-part story is all-male, I have listed this as such to keep all parts in the same category.

 

Read Part 1 

 

Spring was a tricky time for Bob. Many sports schedules overlapped, and the soccer and lacrosse teams shared the same locker room. Between practice times and games the locker room was very busy. Some days the ventilation system couldn't keep up and the smell of ripe athletes permeated the room. Bob scheduled his classes so he could work the locker room on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. He'd also worked either Saturday or Sunday or both if really needed.

Bob liked the lacrosse team and the lacrosse team liked Bob. They were a bunch of fun-loving guys. Bob still likes to refer to them as the "Double-A J's" (All-American Jocks). Even when faced with do-or-die situations they managed to stay loose.

The lacrosse team players were not shy dudes in the locker room. They would come in early before a game and strip naked or pull on just a jockstrap and sit around and bullshit and share the latest music they'd discovered and talk about the girls they'd fucked. They'd grab and hold or push and shove each other around with a surprising amount of body contact for hetero guys. As the season progressed there would be more and more flashes from cameras as some of the players took photos to document the experience, or perhaps, if I was a cynic, for blackmail at a later date.

The players, or at least most of them, didn't seem to mind being photographed naked. Bob thought that it actually emboldened them to behave sillier. After all, they could brush it off as just acting for the camera. A number of times guys would bring in sets of photos and pass them around the locker room and the team would gather and laugh and razz their teammates shown in each photo.

More than once, some of these photos were left behind in the locker room - photos that could cause problems for the lacrosse players, photos that Bob carefully picked up and kept safe. After all, unlike the soccer team, who as Bob felt, got what they deserved, he liked these guys, thought of them as his friends, and would never let those photos be seen all over the Internet.

Never during the season did Bob let the team's actions in the locker room come back to embarrass them, and they knew it. They liked Bob. Sure they'd mess up the locker room when upset or raging, but they knew they caused extra work for Bob – and they tried to make up for it. They invited Bob to a number of their off-campus private parties during the season. We've all heard about the Duke Lacrosse team and their infamous party and that was mild compared to Bob's stories.

The lacrosse team parties were always wild with the music loud, the alcohol flowing and the women very, very hot and loose. It was at one of those parties that Bob's eyes were opened to possibilities he had not imagined.

The party that night was held at a house rented by four of the lacrosse team players. It was a four-bedroom house so each guy could have his own room. The party was winding down and the girl that Bob had hoped to take home that night had disappeared. Bob thought she might have gone to the bathroom and headed off in that direction.

 

As he approached, the bathroom door opened and Nick, a midfielder on the team, walked out wearing only a towel wrapped around his waist. Bob rated Nick in the top third of the team in terms of looks. He was 6'2", lean and muscular. Bob's most vivid memory was that he had a naturally smooth body with a light brown happy trail that led to an above-average size cock and low hanging nuts.

When Nick saw Bob, he said, "Bob! I need your help! Get in here." The somewhat inebriated Nick didn't give him time to move and grabbed, then pushed the smaller Bob through his slightly ajar bedroom door.