How It Happened

[IanInNYC]

keep it up. i vote for more trey taunting over vicki fucking please.

 

[kyuketsu]

Nice one. Keep going.

 

[justsomebloke]

Such a hot story, I am reading this with a huge hard-on...more please!!! :wink:

 

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I craned my head back to watch Trey answer the door. I was just realizing thru my buzz that he was still sporting a very sizable lump in his shorts. As I stood up to try and warn him before he opened the door and embarrassed himself, I realized I had a mega tent going on in my shorts as well. I guess he didn’t even think about it when he opened the door expecting Vicki.

I wasn’t expecting anyone tonight, except Brian to come back home, but he had a key. The knock at the door had startled me, but I figured if it was anyone, it was Vicki taking my hint from earlier that Gina wasn’t around tonight. The mere thought of Vicki wasting no time coming to get what we both wanted was enough to make my dick throb in my shorts. I just knew Vicki was going to think something was up with me and Trey once she noticed our matching boners. I thought for sure she would check my package out.

It wasn’t Vicki, as expected. It was my buddy Dave. Trey stood there like a deer in the headlights, and Dave was a little perplexed as well, when he asked, “uhm, is Pete here?”
He’d begun to look past Trey after checking the condo number on the door, and that’s when I spoke up.

“Dave! What’s up bro?” I asked from across the room, not moving to greet him for fear my bulge would show even worse. He was probably the last person I expected at my door, but he shouldn’t have been. About Dave, he’s a casual bud from work. We don’t talk everyday necessarily, unless it’s at work really. We used to be good running buddies. We played the wingman game for years for one another, and were generally just hangin’ buds.

The problem with being a wingman for Dave was the simple truth that he was a fucking Greek God. No shit, we nicknamed him Apollo in our group, and he ate it up. At 6’3” 190lbs with crystal blue eyes and a sharp chiseled jaw-line that belongs in a Gillette commercial, I’ll just say it… He gave me an inferiority complex. Plain and simple.

Dave didn’t need a wingman most of the time anyway. I’ve never once seen him really strike out when hitting on a girl at a club, or the beach, or Denny’s at 3am. Women naturally gravitated towards him making Dave actually believe he was the center of the universe. We’ve played enough volleyball together enough for his body to be burned into memory.

He was not the lanky type at all. His shoulders were broad and his pecs belonged in a men’s fitness magazine. The guy was every girl’s wet dream, and what every guy who goes to the gym strives for as an ultimate goal. To be sure though, Dave worked on his body. And plucked his eyebrows, and did what he called Manscaping the Nether Regions.

All 5’8” of Trey stood there two feet away with his head looking up at Dave. Dave was dressed casually in a pair of shorts and shirt. One thing about Dave, he always looks like he just stepped out of the shower. As Dave saw me and moved in past Trey without Trey really opening up and inviting him, I quickly sat back down on the couch trying to conceal my boner. It wasn’t going down just yet.

“Come on and sit down man. We just smoked some herb.” I said to Dave as Trey closed the door and realized his own protruding bulge. He took off for his bedroom, but didn’t close the door.
Dave sat down, opposite me in the club chair as I sat on the couch with my hands in my lap wishing for a pillow.

“Duke’s is having a wet t-shirt contest tonight man. You wanna go with me?” Dave wanted to know.

“Nah man, I just ate dinner, Gina’s at her sister’s and we just smoked out. I’m ready to crash already and its not even 8.”

“What a pussy! Come on man! We never go out anymore since you and Gina moved in together.” God he was whining like a bitch. “What better time to go out to the bar within walking distance to your house than when your girlfriend isn’t going to be home?” He raised his eyebrows daring me to argue.

“Seriously man, I’m wiped. You know its been a long week and I don’t like to go out drinking after I’ve smoked out.” I dared argue.

“I would do it for you, dude.” He continued to plead.
I was startled when the doorbell rang again. Was this Grand Central Station? I got up quickly going to the door and wasn’t as surprised as I thought when confronted with a giddy and bubbly-looking Vicki with an evil grin on her face.

“I thought I would come see what you and the gays were up to.” She rattled off before she noticed Trey standing behind me and then spotted Dave in the living room. She cut her eyes back to me and I felt bad for her. Her foot was in her mouth before she finished speaking, and I just laughed, and let her in and closed and double locked the door behind her. Brian would have to knock when he came home.

She tried to make up for possibly insulting Trey by running past me and giving the gay one a big hug. I swear if I didn’t know any better I thought she kind of grinded into Trey just a tad. I didn’t notice if Trey had gotten his boner to go down before she hugged him. If he hadn’t, then she was getting her money’s worth.

Dave stood up, not because a lady had entered the room, but because he smelled female in the vicinity. I tensed up. I hated that I always felt a need to “man up” around Dave. Its hard to explain, but around women with Dave, I felt like I really had to be on my game at all times, maybe because there was so much to compete with or maybe because Dave always got the most attention, no matter the setting. I had to be more macho in mixed company with Dave, like I said, we’re guys and guys compete at every level.

Trey and Vicki broke it up as Dave reached his hand out, smiling to Vicki, “hi, I’m David.” He said, gleaming his pearly whites and shining his crystal blue eyes at her. She, like every other girl I’d ever introduced Dave to, just gazed at him at first. It was disgusting to watch after so many times, but I actually was getting pissed.

Normally, I would have talked to Dave about the stuff that had gone down with Vicki, but it really had been a hectic week and we really didn’t get a chance to shoot the bull about stuff. If I had told him the flirting we’d been doing, he probably wouldn’t be in predator mode just now. Apollo was about to strike. Dave was accustomed to getting what he wanted, and there was no doubt in my mind as I watched their eyes locked, he wanted Vicki.

 

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To explain part of my jealousy with Dave, I’ll drop the suspense and just say that we’ve seen each other naked several times. We’ve had a threesome before, and we each fucked our own girl in our beds in a double hotel room. I’ve never told him this, or anyone else for that matter, but Dave has what I call a BigMeanDick. That’s exactly what popped into my head the first time I ever saw it.

Its easily a full eight inches. Thick and straight and veiny. When he was totally hard his head flared out in a deep red color. It just looked angry and huge and menacing. He was bigger than I was both in length and girth, and I’d heard the unrehearsed sound girls made when he first entered them.

I could write whole stories on my times hanging out with Dave, but at that moment I was more worried about him and Vicki. I’d forgotten Trey was still in the room really, when I pushed past them to sit on the couch. Trey quickly sat beside me, before Vicki sat down beside him, never really breaking her smile with Dave. If Dave’s BigMeanDick fucked Vicki, she’d be ruined for me.

“So what’s up guys?” Vicki wanted to know, a hint of debauchery in her voice.

“Gina’s at her sisters.” I said flatly trying to clear my buzzing head.

“Oh, and you’re having a boys night in?” She asked us all, landing a lasting look back on Dave.

I took my shot, “No, Dave wants to go down to the wet t-shirt contest!” I knew what her reaction would be.

“That’s so demeaning to women!” She started immediately.

“No, I was mostly wanting to hang out with my buddy Pete. We can stay in and chill. Where’s the weed?” Leaning back in the chair, he stretched his long legs out in front and clasped his hands behind his head. I rolled my eyes, as it was painfully obvious that he was flexing and posing and just showing off in general. It was par for the course for Dave, I’d seen him do this countless times. He loved the fact that his body got stares, even though he played it off with an “aw shucks” attitude, I knew better.

We were buds. We talked about scoring with chicks and which condoms were shitty, and fantasies and wishes and hopes and dreams and shit. Like I said, I was fully intending on telling him all about Vicki flirting with me, and grabbing my dick when she thought I was passed out, and grinding her in my office and the video she’d made. I just didn’t have the chance yet.

“No, you boys don’t change your plans for me. I just dropped by to see Gina,” she looked at me, “but you go enjoy wet t-shirts and the bimbo’s they are attached to.” She was definitely sexy anytime, but never quite so much as when she was trying to be catty. She was totally flirting with Dave! In front of me! WTF?

I had to break this up. There was no way Dave was going to fuck Vicki, not if I had a say. Once she rode his train, she would forget all about me. I was trying to get my head to stop swimming long enough to think of a good way to send Dave on his way, but Vicki jumped up.

“Just let me use the ladies room, and I’ll be on my way.” She said as she disappeared inside. I immediately shot an icy stare to Dave, who met it with joker smile, until he realized I wasn’t laughing. Dave isn’t the smartest guy I’ve ever known, sometimes. Its funny to watch his puzzled looks change as he finally figures something out. It really did resemble a lightbulb going on.

Dave glanced at Trey once he realized his mistake, smiled and said, “You the one with the good smoke?”

Trey looked glazed over as he nodded in response. Without Dave having to ask, Trey stood up and reached for the three foot bong that was NOT being hid behind the houseplant. He snatched it up and carted it off to his bedroom, and I was thankful. I didn’t really want Trey hearing this.

When Trey was gone Dave leaned in to whisper, “Are you hittin’ that?” He was referring to Vicki.

“Not if you don’t leave!” I tried to hush.

He cracked that grin and laugh, and I just hung my head when Vicki came out wanting to know what was so funny. Thankfully Trey came back in with a loaded bong to change the subject. He handed it to Dave, and Dave wasted no time inhaling. He passed It to me and by the time we had all four taken two hits, Trey’s mouth was running ninety to nothing about something that had Vicki in stitches.

By the time I came out of my initial fog, even Dave was laughing. I could also tell he was still posing and posturing for Vicki. I let Trey tell more of his stories, but I wasn’t listening, again, as I ran thru my mind what was going on, and how much torture this was all becoming.

At the beginning of the night I actually just found myself looking forward to getting some amazing head from Trey. It had been forever since I’d been able to fuck Gina, and Vicki had teased and taunted me all week long as well. When I thought it was Vicki at the door the first time, I was super turned on because I was confident I could keep Trey from saying anything to Gina. Dave was throwing major kinks in my works tonight.

Who was I kidding? My luck never runs so that Vicki could come over when Gina’s out of town and I can fuck her brains out on my futon. Gina’s brother and his gay lover would be there, so what’s the point? It would get back to Gina, and I really didn’t want to fuck anything up with Gina.

My head was really swimming now as I tried to sort everything. I was really zoned out and way baked when I realized they were all laughing at me. I was zoned out, and they kept saying “Earth to Pete, come in Pete!”

They all seemed to be having such a good time talking and laughing, I couldn’t get my mind to focus on anyything. I really zoned just then, and even passed out for a few moments. I opened my eyes again to see Vicki holding Dave’s palm upright in her hands and tracing her fingers along his lines. I was stoned but I recognized those kinds of gestures as mega flirting.

I drifted in and out of semi-consciousness and watched Trey fascinated with what Vicki and Dave were doing, but he kept flashing glances back at me. I had slumped in the corner of the couch enough to be pretty much laying down on my back. My feet were flat on the floor, and I was aware while I watched Dave flirt with Vicki, and Vicki flirting back, that I was again sporting a major wood. I guessed that was why Trey kept glancing back.

The next time I came to again, I realized that Dave and Vicki were raiding the wetbar, and Trey had a fistful of my cock thru my shorts. My heart skipped a beat and I was awake immediately at the fear Dave and Vicki would see it any second now…

 

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I quickly sat up and Trey jerked his hand and turned away to face Dave and Vicki coming back over from across the room. My heart was pounding in my chest when Dave said, “having a good dream there buddy boy?” Smirking at my obvious erection. Vicki eyed it as well, and it was Dave who noticed Trey avoided turning to look at it.

Once Dave pointed out my boner for everyone, we all laughed. “Did you see the boner Pete had, Trey?” Dave instigated.

Trey was a lot more cocky when he was stoned, I decided. Dave laughed when Trey said, “he doesn’t have anything I don’t have better.” And I felt my pride attacked. Wait a second here. Who was sucking who’s schlong? All 5’8” of him insulted me saying he had a bigger dick.

“Like hell!” I defended and shoved his shoulder. Dave noticed Vicki still gawking at my crotch, then he shot me a knowing glance.

“Yeah little man, don’t get too far ahead of yourself. You’re in the company of big dogs!” Dave said with a lifetime believing wholeheartedly he was God’s gift to women. “Pete’s packin’, and I know you ain’t bigger than me.”

I rolled my eyes because I could see where this was going, and while it’s a totally hot visual, I wanted to be anywhere else just then. I was too stoned and tired to deal with this shit. My head started to ache when cocky little Trey stood up and said, “lets find out!”

Where was MY life? I was sitting in my living room with my girlfriend’s brother’s lover (who had sucked my dick), a good friend who I was self conscious of, and a my girlfriend’s new best friend (who I knew wanted my dick) all about to have a biggest dick contest throwdown.

BigMeanDick was going to pulverize Tiny Trey in a showdown and I guess Vicki and I were the referee’s. This just wasn’t happening. Why couldn’t Dave have stayed home tonight and just Vicki dropped by? I could have fucked her twice by now and Brian wasn’t even home yet.

As if just by popping into my mind, he appeared. Brian banged on the door when he realized it was dead-bolted. I felt saved by the proverbial bell. Brian coming home would put a stop to the antics. Trey went and let him in, and Brian was puzzled at everyone here, but he smelled the air and saw the wetbar and realized we were having a party.

Brian had met Dave a couple of times, and so it only took a brief round of hello’s before Brian was walking off to his room griping about them working him like a slave. Two months ago he didn’t have a job, I think he’d be thankful for the work.

I expected Trey to follow him in the bedroom, but he didn’t immediately. Dave finally sat down in the chair again, and as if just to piss me off, Vicki sat on the arm right beside him. Trey was standing over by the wetbar, so he quickly made a drink, and turned to stand above us sitting down in the living room.

“Are we not going to show now that Brian’s home?” Trey teased us, one and all.

“You weren’t serious?” Dave asked incredulously.
Even Vicki sort of guffawed at the thought of Trey and Dave comparing dicks. My buzz was wearing off, but my boner was not. So much had happened in the last two weeks to help put me in this sex-crazed, lust-laden state.
Even though I envied him in a lot of ways, I never really found Dave attractive. I’ve seen Dave in the throes of hot, sweaty, name-calling sex, and I never envisioned his ass when I thought about fucking Vicki, like I had been lately about Trey’s ass.

“I’ll go first!” He said stretching the elastic waistband of his shorts below his balls. WAY below, really. Out of his shorts flopped a fucking massive floppy donky dick. I know my jaw dropped and I openly gawked. Vicki nearly spit her drink out, and it didn’t help when Dave nearly shoved her off the arm of the chair as he leaned forward to get a closer look!

My head was back to swimming again. Holy hell! He had shot a big load on my floor in my office when he blew me, but I really didn’t get to see much of his dick. Jesus, I don’t think he even had the whole thing out then.

As he held his waistband down, giving us all a good hard look at it, it draped over his wrist and it was actually as thick as his wrist if not thicker. It was smooth and looked very heavy. I couldn’t see his balls well from my angle, but I glanced to look at Vicki and she was bug-eyed. I guess I wasn’t the only one who had never seen a flaccid dick that huge. I think he was somewhere in the semi stages though.

Poor Dave, I instantly thought when I looked at him. He too looked bug eyed, but he looked like he was in a trance. Maybe it was shock or disbelief, or maybe it was the cold hard truth that this guy out-cocked him, but I did kinda feel bad for him just then.

I had never really wanted to touch another dick before I saw Trey’s. All too soon he flipped his shorts back up causing his floppy cock back under wraps and I saw Dave visibly gulp. He had been raised and called and beaten, I knew. But he had to show now anyway. He’d laid down the challenge, and he and I and Vicki were all surprised at how fast Trey accepted the challenge and slammed him to the mat.

Trey smiled directly at Vicki when he said, “your turn” to Dave. Again, Dave Gulped. I was glad when Vicki was forced to move off the arm of the chair and come sit down on the couch next to Trey and I. We all sat and faced Dave, who was slowly standing up and reaching for his buckle. He wasn’t as gung ho as he’d been, just moments ago. But reluctantly, he unbuttoned and hauled it out. It too was semi hard, which was fair in the grand scheme of things, but didn’t help his cause any. Even if he’d been throbbing hard, Trey still had him beat by a landslide, that was plain to everyone.

I never thought I would live to see the day where someone put Dave in his place like that. I really felt sorry for him when Vicki barely gave him a once over and turned to Trey and blurted out, “how big is that thing?”

Trey was only mildly perturbed at her question interrupting his hungry stare at Dave’s meat. When she spoke Dave took the opportunity to stuff it back in his pants and promptly throw me under the bus. “Your turn Pete!” He said to me.

 

[mistydawn2u]

can't wait to see some more of this story

 

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“Nope! I don’t have a dog in this fight. This was between you and Trey, and I think it was settled!”
Vicki didn’t get a direct answer to her question, but I heard Trey say, “I dunno really.”

Dave sat down and Brian called for Trey from the bedroom so Trey scurried and shut the door behind him. Vicki started looking around for her purse saying, “I guess I should get home. I have work in the morning.” It was after 10pm. I stood up when she did, and my boner had still not gone down from way earlier. Maybe that’s why I weaseled out of showing, I would have been the one with a full on erection while they were showing semi’s.

Dave took the opportunity Vicki provided to make his excuses for leaving. He looked bummed out when he said, “yeah, I gotta get on home too.” And he stood and stretched for the ceiling and I caught myself checking to see if he still had a huge lump in his shorts. He did indeed, which was par for the course for him though, he always sported a bulge.

Just then, my phone rang, and I knew it would be Gina calling before she went to bed. I quickly excused myself and answered, taking it into the office, but leaving the door open so I could keep an eye on Vicki and Dave in the living room.

When I finished my quick call with Gina, Dave and Vicki were both putting their phones away and making their way towards the door, it was obvious they just exchanged digits. I was worried if I let them go down to the parking lot together they would most certainly hookup, so I wracked my brain for a solution.

That’s when Dave said he had to piss and turned for the bathroom, leaving me and Vicki alone for the first time tonight. For the first time, no one was around. She shot me a shy glance, and I couldn’t tell what she meant. Her look was one of curiosity and disbelief all at once. She’d been witness to a big cock throwdown and I was betting she was just as turned on as the rest of us.

I know I was definitely horned, and I would lay money that Dave was fighting to piss with his semi-hardon, and Vicki had really taken an eyeful of both Trey and Dave’s dicks, and I know she wanted some cock tonight. I wanted nothing more than to sink my aching prick deep in her honeypot. We exchanged flirty smiles before she hugged me and reached her hand to grab my dick through my shorts.

I could have lost it in a few more minutes if she kept stroking my cock. Wrapped in each other’s arms, I went in for a kiss. My heart sank when she turned away.
“What’s wrong?” I asked as we untangled and she let go of my throbbing dick. It really did hurt just now.

“We can’t kiss.” She said, and avoided making direct eye contact, and that’s all I was trying to do was look into her eyes. “Gina.” She finished flatly and turned to leave. As I heard the toilet flush I knew Dave would be out any second, and I was right as the door the bathroom opened up about the same time the front door closed behind Vicki. I heard her footsteps scurry away, and I turned to face Dave.

He was surprised to find Vicki had just darted out the door. I was still mindful that Gina’s brother could probably hear anything that was said in the living room, so I hushed Dave immediately when he wanted to say something. I went into my office and he quickly followed.

“You really gonna hit that?” Dave asked with a sly grin.

“The first chance I get, man!” I assured him.

He plopped down on my futon and exhaled. “I would bone her hard!” Dave said, matter-of-factly. I knew he meant it. It’s one of the things I was afraid of.

“Hands off bro!” I shot him a look that said I was serious. Dave had never cock blocked me, even though he usually got the best looking girls when we went on a hunt.

Looking down at his hands in his lap and his legs spread, he was openly groping his bulge. Like I said, Dave and I had a certain comfort level when it was just us, but I had never pegged him for any bisexual or gay tendencies. To the contrary, he was a born and bred, true chick magnet and fucking stud. I guess that’s why I was more shocked at anything when he said, “I can’t believe how big that dude’s dick was!” He was blatantly groping his package.

“I know!” I replied before I knew it.

“I wonder how big it gets?” Dave grinned at me, and it felt weird because he still had his hands on his crotch.

I suddenly felt guilty or something from watching Trey shoot his load when he blew me, that I also answered too quickly when I uttered, “I don’t know dude.”

“I wonder if Vicki liked it?” His grin turned into a smile.

“I think you liked it!” I teased, hoping he would just go home now. I desperately needed to beat my meat. My dick hadn’t softened since they had both showed. If couldn’t fuck Vicki, then I just wanted to jerk off. I was sitting at my desk watching the video Vicki had made, when Dave hopped up and was beside me trying to see what I was watching.

His eyes bugged out and the fucker grabbed his mound of package again right next to me! ”Who is that?” He wanted to know desperately.

“Vicki.” I simply said, trying not to acknowledge his blatant groping practically in my face as he huddled behind my desk to watch with me. I realized then I also had my dripping dick in my fist through my shorts. This was getting weird, even for me and Dave, but I was so drunk with lust I decided I didn’t care. But if Dave didn’t leave soon, I was going to bust a nut if he watched or not.

Dave had that lost-little-boy look on his face as it slowly dawned on him Vicki was showing off right where we were standing. “Fuck! That’s a hot snatch!” His eyes were locked onto the screen. The video stopped where it always did and I sighed again. “I’m going down to Duke’s man. I’ve got to get some pussy, bro! Go with?”

“You’ll be fine big man!” I really did have every confidence in him, especially if he wagged that massive package around the bar a few times.

“If I find a quick hookup, I’m bringing her back here!” He smiled as he made his way to the door.

“Whatever dude, I’m going to bed!” I said pointedly.

“Whatever dude, you’re going to spank your monkey thinking about Gina’s best friend! I’m gonna get some ass!” I heard him say as I heard the front door shut behind him. If I heard it, then it was more than likely Brian heard it. Fucking Dave was a pain in my ass sometimes.

 

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Once he was gone, immediately, I texted Vicki. “Home yet?”

It took a few minutes for her to respond. “Not yet”

“I should have asked if u were ok 2 drive.” I apologized.

“dave’s gone?” Was her concern.

“he went to Duke’s” I informed her.

I had my shorts around my ankles watching her video again, waiting for her to reply when I heard a light knock at the door. I was puzzled because Dave would have knocked louder I think, or just opened the door back up. I hadn’t bothered to lock it behind him when he left.

I stood up, my heart racing and pulled up my shorts when I heard the unmistakable sound of the front door slowly opening. I wasn’t really in the mood to get busted beating off, but truthfully I didn’t care. I came out of my office and it was Vicki poking half her body into the door, looking around. She spotted me and the playful look she gave me made my dick lurch in my shorts.

I waved her in and made the shush motion, pointing to Brian’s bedroom. She got my meaning immediately and turned to go to my bedroom. I freaked out. I reach over and grabbed her arm and pointed her towards the office. It never crossed my mind before, but I had no intentions of fucking Vicki in mine and Gina’s bed.

As soon as I had the door closed I was right behind her. I reached out and wrapped my arms around her, confining her arms to her body, and I pulled her into me. I stood flat-footed and hugged her in tight. I heard a slight giggle and sigh from her about the time her ass pushed into my bulge.

With her back against my chest, and standing just a few inches shorter than I am, she leaned her head back towards me almost hitting my chin. I avoided the collision as she tilted her head on my shoulder exposing her beautiful neck which I immediately gently bit down on and began kissing.

She rocked her ass on my bulge as I held her tight against my chest. She was already breathing heavy as I began to lick and nibble on her neck and shoulder. I loved that she was tall! Soon she began to struggle against my grip and her ass twisted away and I let her go as she turned to face me. With hands on her hips and that tongue licking her lips she pointed to my shorts and said, “lose ‘em!”

I grinned as I sloughed my shorts to the floor and stepped out of them. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts and it was finally on! I reached my arms behind my head and grabbed two fistfuls of tshirt and yanked it over my head and tossed it on the ground. She watched intently, admiring my build. I reached and tugged on my balls, trying to will my dick back from the edge already.

By the time we finished our simultaneous strip tease, she was on her knees eyeing my dick sticking up at a 45 degree angle. Even though I’m a respectable seven and half, it is always my thickness that gets the comments from girls. She reached out and I held my breath as her small, soft hand wrapped around my dick for the first time. I shuddered.

Her hungry eyes looked up into mine, and I could still clearly make out that angelic face with the tongue licking over the bright red lip gloss. She stroked and my precum was already oozing. Her open mouth was centimeters from enveloping my dick when I heard Dave’s knock at the door.

My first inclination was to ignore him and he would go away. I was so pissed, I could have cared less what he wanted. It hadn’t been a half hour, surely he hadn’t scored that fast on a Thursday night? Vicki convinced me to handle the matter when she pulled back and stood up to grab her shorts and shirt and bra.

I didn’t bother with the underwear when I slipped my shorts back on and went out to tell Dave where to go. I flung open the door and Dave was standing there with a cute and tiny Hispanic girl with tits that looked two sizes too big for her frame. She had dimples and was cute as button and all smiles and giggles hanging all over Dave. I wasn’t smiling when my disgusted look fell on Dave’s pleading eyes.

He was my bud, for sure, but he was really being a pain tonight, for some reason. I opened the door, and looked back to see if Vicki had popped her head out. She hadn’t. I whispered to Dave as he ushered his girl into my living room, “Vicki’s in my office and you are being a cock blocker!”

“No worries man, we’ll just smoke out some, cool?” He reached for the bong and I just rolled my eyes and sighed.

“Whatever dude, don’t make a mess, and don’t be loud!” I would probably need to get my furniture steam cleaned tomorrow.

I was just about to open the door back to my office when Dave asked, “why the office?” I shrugged and closed the door behind me without ever answering him.

Vicki was sitting at my desk, clothed again. I didn’t mind too much, really, the strip tease had been hot. But now she was smiling, and I just dropped my shorts and walked out of them on my way over to her. Her smile resulted from noticing I had been watching her video again. I didn’t waste anymore time. I guess I was about as forceful as I ever get when I grabbed her wrist and pulled her to her feet, and quickly pulled her shirt off again.

She hadn’t bothered to put the bra back on, and her tits were firm and perky and the nipples were huge, encircled by tiny bumps that I always believed was Braille for “suck here”, so I did. Her head tilted back as my mouth closed around her right nipple. Her arms were hanging on my shoulders as I sucked and licked the nipple long enough to make it to my knees. I yanked her shorts down and planted a hand on each of her hip bones.

I’d spent a lot of time watching her video and it was awesome, but now it was inches from my face, I could feel the heat as I delved my tongue straight into her slit before she could protest. Not that she would have protested, because her hand on the back of my head as I lapped her juicy slit told me as much. So did hearing her suck air through her teeth as my drool-laden tongue tried to snake deeper and deeper.

She shivered and shook as I did my best to make her feel good. I love eating pussy and as badly as I wanted my dick in her, I was more than happy to make her beg. The gasps and whimpers she made, along with her wobbly knees told me I was doing a fine job, I didn’t really want to, but it was time to move on to the main event.

 

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I watched as her entire 5’9” frame shook and shivered when she grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled my lips away from her overheated and deliciously wet pussy. It hurt like hell when she did it, but as our eyes locked and I swear to God she hissed at me, I didn’t give a fuck. Hurt me. Beat me. Make me write bad checks!
Through clenched teeth she ordered, “fuck me now!”

I grinned and licked around my own my mouth tasting her juices. She sat on the futon, leaned back and laid down, and I quickly lowered my body onto hers. I loved how tall she was. Our bodies lined up with our faces close, and my throbbing bone pressed between our abs. She wiggled her ass around and my balls draped over her mound. I could feel the searing heat of it on my balls, and my dick lurched and throbbed.

I knew full good and well that I wasn’t going to last too long. The events of the last two weeks had me so horned and on edge, and now I was in the middle of a fucking wet dream come true. I did not want Vicki thinking I was some one pump chump, cuz I wasn’t.

Completely forgetting she said she didn’t want to kiss, I ground my hips into her hips, sliding my dick along her bellybutton ring and my balls dragged on her trimmed beaver. She turned her head again and I realized she wasn’t going to kiss. I hated fucking without kissing.

I said fuck it, and started kissing and licking her neck and backing my hips off just a bit. Truthfully, I was trying to be suave and cool-like-that and sink my dick in her puss just by gyrating my hips; not having to guide my dick to her opening. This is a trick that almost never works.

I didn’t have much time to work at it, I felt her fingers clamp my cock and instantly she guided me in. I was halfway in her when I first felt my leaking head split her lips… it was that fast. She sucked a big gulp of air in and let it out as the other half of my cock invaded her. “Yes!” I groaned. I was finally inside Vicki.

My dick was buried balls deep in her and we both stayed there for a second. She was adjusting to my girth, I knew, and I was happy to take a break and a chance to slow things up to keep from coming too fast. And even though I had clearly lost the big dick throwdown earlier (without actually entering), the guttural moan that she released from somewhere deep inside her let me know I was doing it right. Balls deep inside her, I was sort of afraid to move. I needed more composure time or I was going to blow.

I flexed my throbbing cock while it was filling her canal and she arched her back before falling back to the bed. “Oh my god” she moaned. I pulled up and tried to get her nipple back in my mouth but I couldn’t quite reach it. I propped both of hands on either side of her and pushed up over her resulting in the Missionary position. How lame was I? I was already about to cum and all I had shown her was my cunnilingus skills and how thick my cock felt inside her, and I had her in the lame ass missionary position.

But her cunt was so hot and wet I thought it was going to boil the skin off my cock. I pulled almost all the way out after flexing inside her a couple of times. I looked down to watch it withdraw, slick with her juices. She was soaked!

I looked at her face, and she had her eyes closed and her mouth agape. I wanted to kiss her so badly. Just the head was left inside her and I jabbed it back in her an inch or two. Just far enough to make her open her eyes, and it worked. Again I jabbed a few more inches and they eyes got wider.

Like I say, I’m seven and a half, and its thick. I have a fat head and my dick is pretty much the same width until you get ¾ of the way down my shaft and it gradually gets thicker where my stalk meets my bush and balls. Vicki, it seemed, loved the feeling when the last couple of inches get inside her and the girth really shows itself.

I Rocked and rolled my hips and I was all the way up her. She moaned, sighed, and writhed beneath me. Soon she was grinding into my rocking motions and we were in a good motion. My cock was staying mostly inside her I could tell, but I think that’s the way she liked to fuck… small motions. I was grooving with this because it wasn’t making me feel like was about to cum.

I popped my hips on hers a couple of times and she gasped and sucked air through her open mouth. That’s about the time we both heard things get going with Dave and the Latina cutie. Rocking our hips in a good rhythm she started breathing short, tight breaths. As I sank it in her and flexed my cast iron cock again, she clawed my back. I heard the familiar sounds from the living room of Dave sinking his big prick in a chick for the first time, as well.

I began fucking Vicki with longer strokes now. Pulling most of the way out and sliding back in and in seconds I was pounding her pussy. I sat up on my heels and spread her legs wider, holding onto them while I fucked her as hard as I could. She began to ramp up cries and whimpers, and I gave her a stern look to remind her that Brian was in the next room!

At that point I didn’t care. The cutie Latina was screaming “Ay Ay Papi” in the living room, and I knew Dave was getting his and I was getting mine. Fuck I was going to cum too fast! Vicki reached her hands around and pulled my ass forcing me deep into her. My balls were tight.

I pumped her a few more times, and again found myself flexing my cock while it was buried in her hilt. It was hot and we were sweaty. She was breathing hard and I couldn’t catch my breath. I was in a pure moment of bliss, soaked in lust and bathed in beauty. Her cunt was so tight and hot and wet, I wanted to stay like this forever. I flexed again and she shuddered. Again and she shuddered.

Laying on top of her now, our faces were close again, and my pubes were grinding her peach fuzz. I needed to cum so bad it hurt, and my already tight balls stung. I flexed again and this time when she tensed and arched her back she froze.

Her hot pussy got even hotter as I felt her flood. I thought, “no way!” as I immediately fucked her, hard. My balls were too tight to slap on her ass, but I felt our bushes meet and her juices flowed and she cried and gripped my ass so tight it hurt. I fucked even harder to make her let go of my ass, cuz I had no excuse to Gina for fingernail marks on my bare naked ass.

She did let go and pulled my shoulders down so we were hugging chest to chest. I slammed my dick into her a couple more times and I could still feel her hips thrust and her body shake and her canal contract and I only needed another pump or two inside this scorching vag to get my nut. When she pulled me down the angle got bad and I quickly fell out. Her cunt had been so tight and so fucking wet that the instant the air hit my slick dick I erupted.

My head was buried in Vicki’s shoulder and she was chewing on my shoulder so neither of us watched it. But I knew my fat and flared dick was trying to find its way back inside her as the first big shot coated her lips. It was my turn to shudder and shiver and shake and moan. “Ohh fuuuuck!” I screamed into her shoulder.

 

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It took us awhile to catch our breath. She laid there with her mound coated with my thick load. My dick didn’t really deflate like usual, but I finally got up and handed her a towel and watched as she wiped up. She wasn’t at all uncomfortable, where I on the other hand, was starting to let guilt creep in.

Dave and the Latina were still going hot and heavy, we could hear that clearly. She took her time getting dressed and I slipped my shorts back on. I wasn’t sure where my underwear or tshirt ended up, but I didn’t bother with them. I sat down on the futon just watching her. When she finished getting dressed she shocked me by leaning down and pecking me on the lips. I call it a butterfly kiss.

“I really have to go, though.” She pleaded nodding at the door. What she really meant was Dave’s fuckfest on the other side of the door.

“can we do this again?” I asked her pointedly.

“I have to go home Pete.” She protested.

“I don’t mean right now.” It was my turn to give her a pleading look.

“Of course, silly.” She smiled her best seductive smile and I melted. Gawd, she was beautiful. And dangerous. And Sexy as hell.

I opened the door and was greeted with a great shot of Dave’s ass pounding the Latina cutie. They wouldn’t have heard a train wreck, so I ushered Vicki quietly and quickly out the front door and locked it behind her. I couldn’t help myself as I turned to the scene of Dave’s muscled ass flexing and flailing around on my sofa.

I snapped out of it and spun around to head to bed, hoping they would quiet down soon. I was beat ass tired and 5am was coming too fast. I saw Trey’s shadow before my gaze landed on him. He was watching Dave and the Latina with intense lust. Then his eyes met mine.

I realized my dick still was not completely soft when Trey glanced down. Reflexively I looked at his package too, then back over at Dave’s performance. Trey and I were locked in a lustful wanting and Dave and the Latina didn’t have a clue.

I glanced back up to Trey and he was backing up, back into his room. I kept watching until the door was shut then I sighed and went and crawled in bed. My dick was still rock hard! All of this evening’s events danced in my head. Dave screwing the Latina cutie, Trey’s unimaginably huge dick (which only looked that much bigger on his small frame), and fucking Vicki.

I heard Dave finishing up in the living room but my hand was already wrapped around my stone hard dick. I was stroking with a vengeance when I heard Dave knock at the door and say, “I’m out bro! Thanks!”

“Goodnight!” I said back, never missing a beat.

Once I heard the door close, I jumped up and went and locked and dead-bolted it behind them. I was naked as a jaybird and my dick was flopping out in front of me as I made the round trip. I guess I was kind of hoping Trey was still out, but he wasn’t.

I stretched out on my back on our bed, and jacked my dick as fast as I could. My mind flashed through the images of the night. Vicki cumming while I fucked her. Dave’s ass as he rode the Latina cutie. Trey’s fucking huge dick. I was close.

I was just in shock and awe of the size. You don’t expect a guy who is 5’8” at 150lbs to have a ten inch dick. I willed myself to think more about Vicki. I wished it had lasted longer, I wished we’d had more time. I wanted her to ride me reverse cowgirl style, and fuck her doggy style. Once again, my mind flashed to Trey’s smooth ass.

I tensed. So close. I thought about how good it felt when my dick was buried in Vicki and by just flexing my cock inside her, I made her cum. I wanted my cock buried in Trey’s ass and unload!

What? Whoa! No, I wanted to fuck Vicki again! But it’s hard to argue with yourself sometimes. I couldn’t deny to myself that I wanted Trey’s ass. But I also wanted Vicki’s hot pussy too. Then I erupted without warning when I envisioned Trey’s massive schlong impaling Vicki’s super-soaked snatch. I know I wasn’t quiet while a seemingly endless stream of molten jizz shot all over my chest and hand and abs. Geez, I didn’t think I had that much spunk left in me tonight.

I cleaned up and drifted off to sleep immediately. And that’s how it happened… with Vicki…

 

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Thanks for reading, and if u've made it this far, please take a moment to comment on my story. I appreciate all the comments, it just encourages me to finish the stories.

 

[dw13]

keep going. great story lets hear"how it happens with trey next"

 

[SR_Les Intercourse]

hot! keep it up

 

[hyphap]

I don't usually go for stories with m/f content, but this one is super-hot...and I hope more m/m stuff is to come soon, with Trey and Dave!

 

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Gina didn’t make it home the next morning before I left for work. Brian left around the same time I did, and I did not see Trey up and about yet. I was looking forward to Gina coming home tonight. I wasn’t feeling bad from the night before, just tired. So, as bad as I wanted to get some amazing head from Trey, I didn’t go home for lunch, opting instead, for the gym.

I knew it would help my lagging energy level, which I needed, because it was Friday night, plus I hadn’t fucked Gina in almost two weeks due to circumstances beyond our control. I knew Gina well enough to know we would make up for that tonight!

Dave punked out and called in sick to work. He was well liked in our office and by the time I got my first text from Trey, I think they were taking up a collection for Dave’s illness. I laughed because I knew what Dave’s illness was. Excess. He partied too hard, lived too fast, and ate too much. Too much was never enough for Dave.

“I can fix something for lunch if you want” Trey texted me around 10:30am.

I was in my office totally immersed in something, so it caught me off guard. Trey had never texted me before, and I didn’t even recall that he had my number, but whatever. I replied and told him I was planning to hit the gym.

“Nice.” Was the only reply.

“Tks tho!” I felt bad, but I knew the gym would be good for me today.

“ANY time”.

I broke from my regular routine and just worked on cardio. I actually go to several gyms, this particular one being the closest to my office. It’s a chain, and all the outlets are set up exactly the same, so its easy to navigate, and I guess I’m a creature of habit, so it suits me. I was on the stair climbers they always line up along the big windows. It was a good excuse to wear sunglasses inside the gym, and most people who used these machines wore them, guys and girls alike so it was not unusual, and it gave my eyes concealment.

I liked to people watch at the gym, because you see all kinds. The large and saggy, the musclehead’s, the scrawny pipsqueaks, the rockin’ MILF’s, it was a cornucopia of shapes, sizes, colors, and flavors. I fell somewhere in-between. I wasn’t as religious as Dave was about hitting the gym, but I know my way around one.

At 5’11” I was neither short nor tall, but I was well proportioned. I had good muscle tone and definition was starting to creep in. I was thankful for a great metabolism, but if my chest wasn’t this developed, my tummy would make me look fat, I thought. I wasn’t. I just didn’t have abs like some of the guys at the gym. Or Dave. Or Trey. Or even Brian, who was almost 40!

Overall though, I was pretty happy with my body, and I never had a problem showing it off when I could. I had biceps that looked like they actually belonged with my pecs and shoulders, and there was a sizable mound when I flexed my arm in the mirror.

Because I have such a wandering eye, I always wear a jock at the gym or when running. I like to be held, and plus, if I get carried away and give myself a hardon, the pouch helps restrict it, some. I was thankful for the pouch today.

All different sizes and colors and shapes and curvatures. I’d been eyeing a particularly taught-bodied thirty-something girl in pink when it caught my attention. The swinging dick dangling in a pair of shiny basketball shorts looked long and heavy on the tall, slim guy my age, who was running a light jog to my gallop, but he was directly across from me. Our machines faced one another, with a wide swath of open gym space between us. Even from across the room it was big.

The girl in pink had been the only thing I found attractive to watch while I worked the stair climber. Suddenly I was drawn to this cock flopping between this guy’s legs. I looked him over more closely from behind my shades. I felt like such a perv, but still I sized him up. He couldn’t see my eyes for my sunglasses and I couldn’t see his because of his Oakley’s.

He was tall, I guessed 6’2” or better, it was hard to say, he was on a treadmill. He only wore the long shorts and tennis shoes and socks. He wasn’t exactly skinny, but he needed to spend more time with the weights than the treadmill. His pecs looked like they hadn’t quite finished developing yet, and he was easily 24 or 25. There was slight fur on his chest which ran down his 6 pack abs as a treasure trail disappearing into the long, shiny shorts.
That brought me back to that big swinging dick again. He was either oblivious to how his dick swung from side to side as he jogged along, or he didn’t care. So thankful for the pouch today, when I thought of the third possibility… He liked the attention.

I quickly finished up with my stair climbing, and my calves were burning good. I headed to the showers so I could make it back to work on time. I cursed myself for being so impressed with that guy’s pendulum. When I turned on the showerhead in the open showers, I picked one in the corner for a reason. Although I’m accustomed to seeing semi hard dicks in the showers from time to time, I never wanted to be one of them. Until today, I hadn’t.

But I was sporting the beginnings of a chub when the cold water hit me. The contrast to my sweaty body was good, and it helped my balls to settle as I rinsed. I really began to question why I was so entranced with that guy’s dick?

I’ve already admitted I check out other guys and compare and stuff. Guys who say they don’t are lying. But for some reason, I had gotten turned on about it, and I wasn’t sure why. It seemed like everything sexually had been turned on its head this last week.

I had let Trey blow me in my office. It was the only time I’ve ever cum from a mouth. I had cheated on a girl I really loved with one of her best friends, and I knew I wanted her again. Now there was this guy’s big dick flopping around, and it reminded me of Trey’s impressive cock. This wasn’t the norm for me at all.

I soaped up as I heard the only other guy leave, and I couldn’t get the images of that swinging dick and then Trey’s monster out of my head. I was fast approaching a full on boner. I really didn’t want to get a boner in the gym showers, and I was about to shut the water off to hurry for my towel when the tall, skinny dude with the huge dangling dick stepped into the showers.

I was so busted, all I could do was face my corner and pretend to still be rinsing while I pulled my heart out of my throat. I hadn’t really touched my dick yet, but I was sporting a full mast bone, and there was no doubt dangle dick saw it from the way he opted for the far, opposite corner away from me. I felt like the pervert in the gym showers. Where was MY life?

 

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I didn’t even hear him come in. Last I knew, I was the only one in the showers at the moment. My thoughts of Vicki and Trey consumed me, I never heard a thing. But he was in the opposite corner to my right, and sooner or later, I would have to move past him to get out of the showers. It was either that or I was just going to shower all over again and hoped he left quick.


I decided I was already the pervert with a boner in the gym shower, and I didn’t want to hang around long enough to be the pervert checking out the tall, hung dude in the gym shower… with a boner. Geez it wouldn’t go down. What was happening to me?


I shut off the shower and I was aware of him turning to watch me, as I tried to not make eye contact, and shuffled out as quickly and as casually as I could. I did neither, well. It couldn’t have been quick enough, and I heard him chuckle when I grabbed my towel and went to the lockers. I had to will myself to not look at his dick. It looked like a soft garden hose in the shiny shorts, and even though I desperately wanted to get a good look at it, I found the restraint.


When I got in my car, I checked my phone hoping to see something from Gina. There were three text messages from Trey.


“Uhm, Dave’s here” Was the first. “He says he wants to smoke out” was the second. “text me back pls!!!” was the third. He’d used three exclamation points. Gone, was the thought of the hung dude in the gym, as I texted him back.


“What’s he doing there?” I texted him back


Trey: “Smoking out with me”


Me: “He called in sick to work today”


Trey “Yeah, we’ve been talking”


Me: “About?” I was now nervous. I had no intentions of telling Dave about Trey and I. I was certainly going to share my Vicki story with him, like he would bore me with details about the Latina cutie, but not about Trey sucking my dick.


Trey: “Just stuff. We’re baked.”


I was immediately jealous and pissed all at the same time. Dave was getting to be a real, regular, pain in the ass. What the hell was he doing, going to hang out with Trey in the middle of the day when he should have been at work? I knew Dave well enough to know it was more than him just wanting to get high while he played hookey from work.


Me: “What r u guys doing?”


Trey: “laughing”


I’d had enough, and sent something lame like, “cool man”. Then I called the office and told them I pulled a muscle at the gym and I wasn’t coming back for the rest of the day. I wondered if they were going to take up a collection for me, like they joked about for Dave.


I didn’t exactly race home, but there were far too many red lights in my way, for my taste. Was big stud Dave looking to score some head from the gay guy he’d just met? Big stud Dave, with the eight inch dick, who I knew balled chicks every night? Did all 6 foot 3 rock-solid muscle of big stud Dave know what I had just discovered; girls just can’t just give as good head as a hungry gay dude?


All of this raced through my mind and I soon found myself in the driveway, not sure how to approach this situation. I couldn’t tell you any of the possibilities of what they were doing by now that ran I thru my head, but I can say I didn’t like a single one of them.


What could I say if I just barged in the door and surprised them both? “Hi, home from work early! Dave, what brings you by today? No work?” No. That was just plain laughable. I needed to know what they were up to.


Me: “Does he know u texted me?” After a few minutes without a response, my mind, again, went wild. I quietly inserted my key in the door and slowly opened it. I was intentionally trying to be quiet without looking sneaky. I don’t think I accomplished either goal. It was silent, and they weren’t plopped out on the couch like I expected.


I always thought it would be cool to have a jack off buddy. That’s how I got my dick sucked by a roommate in college. We talked and decided it was cool to watch porn in front of each other. I had thought somewhere along the way, Dave and I could become jack off buddies.


I didn’t want much, myself. Just two regular guys watching porn, comparing dicks (I already knew I lost to Dave in size) and jacking off. For him to jack and hear him getting close, then I would get close and we would both shoot off at the same time to the same porn, side by side. I really didn’t care about doing much else.
Maybe sometime, jerk him off and have him stroke me.


After we became pretty good friends, I gave up on that idea. Plus, I already had a threeway with him and a smokin’ hot brunette, and I knew his dick was big. It wasn’t a constant fantasy, I just always thought it would be cool to have someone like that. Not to do gay shit, but talk about pussy and techniques and scores.


I brought myself back to the here and now, looking all around as I quietly shut the front door behind me. There was no sign of them, and I listened carefully and slowly walked over to Trey’s door, which was half open. So much for trying to not look sneaky, I belonged in a Spy vs. Spy comic.


The familiar pounding of my heart in my ears, which was happening all too frequently lately, drown out the first words I could hear. I chanced getting closer, but I was almost too afraid to move.

 

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“I needed this, thanks bro!” I heard Dave utter, and I saw red. I inched closer to the door.


“No problem. BRO!” Trey mocked Dave’s use of the fratboy throwback. They laughed again just like old friends. My heart was no longer pounding, it sank in my chest. I don’t know why I suddenly felt hurt, but I did. I was lost for a moment in that thought when I heard Dave again.


“Damn weed always makes me horny as hell!” Dave said and I could imagine him grabbing his crotch as he said it.
I still couldn’t see, but I knew Dave. Was he shitting me?
That was a line right off some cheesy online porn story!


“Me too” Trey answered, eventually. There was another pause before he finished. “and don’t worry about it,
you’ve got a good size. You aren’t small or anything.”


“Yeah but yours is huge, man!” There was excitement in his husky voice. Trey giggled, and I decided to just stay where I was for now, and just listen. And stroke my cock through my slacks. Holy shit, I was absent-mindedly fisting my dick while I listened. I couldn’t tear my hand away if I’d wanted to as I listened to deafening silence.


“Could I see it again?” I heard Dave ask timidly. I didn’t hear Trey answer him, and the next sound I could hear as I was about to cream my pants, was a deep “WHOA!” from Dave.

 

[IanInNYC]

sooo goood. please keep it up.

 

[miamirt]

Lets get to Pete and Trey already!!! This story is absolutely amazing!