"Once upon a time... there was a little black girl in the Brewster Projects of Detroit, Michigan. At fifteen she was spotted by an Ebony Fashion Fair talent scout and her modelling career took off... she was travelling the world wearing the finest designers... Poochi, Goochi... and Floroochi..... You better WORK!"
The music started pumping through the speakers after Aunt Ester's introduction, and the shuffling crowd started to sway to the beat. I closed my eyes for a moment and just felt the waves of sound as they hit me, and my body started to groove. If I reached out with my senses I could feel the two of them near me, dancing together and with their friends. They appeared so playful and carefree. I opened my eyes and looked in their direction. Ian was watching me, apparently somewhat intrigued by the offer that I had made earlier. I raised my arms to hold my head and slowly gyrated my hips, allowing the motion to highlight every contour of my crotch. When I opened my eyes again the song was ending and they had moved off of the dance floor.
Ian and Kyle were introduced to me a couple of months back, by my roommate. I'm fairly certain that I didn't make much of an impression at the time, but I have since worked to remedy that. Whenever they are around I make sure that they notice me, at least for a moment, before they go on their way. But usually they just sit on the raised pool table area of the bar and are easily spotted. That's where they hold court, and usually most of the finest courtiers are present for their amusement.
But I digress..... Ian and Kyle are both in the Navy, both have wives, and have been together for over a year. They appear inseperable, and look like a good enough match for each other. I wish them all the happiness in the world. I also wish for more... much more.
Ian is about 5'10", has red hair and a smattering of freckles to match. His body is trim and well defined, with the look of someone with a regular exercise routine. Kyle is slightly shorter at about 5'9", with blond hair, blue eyes and a heavier build. What he has appears to be mostly muscle. It would feel good to snuggle up against him late at night. It would feel even better to snuggle up against the both of them.....
I'm 5'9" myself, with dirty blond hair that gets lighter as the summer wears on. I have ice-blue eyes that can draw out the soul, and tend to see more than people give them credit for. I'm slender, with well defined muscles from my karate and all the dancing that I do. There is nothing, on the outside, that really sticks out about me. I'll admit that. But once you get inside, and that does include inside the pants, there's ever so much more. And we can't forget the eyes. They can trap a person as well as any snare ever trapped a rabbit.
This past weekend I am afraid I made a fool of myself. I had had a little too much to drink, it being graduation time and I *was* at a graduation party before going out to the club. But while I was there I made something of an indecent proposal. God forbid such a thing should happen in a meat-market like I go to, but it's not ever been my style to so openly come on to someone like I did.
I guess I should tell it like it was......
I walked up to Ian and leaned in close to him. I just stood there for a little while, basking in his presence. Feeling him next to me. Hearing him talk to his friends, and hearing his laughter. And every so often feeling his body as it moved with the conversation. Then, when I felt I had his attention all to myself I leaned in close to whisper in his ear, "Ya know... I pride myself on not having a gag reflex... and I've been wondering if I could still say that after working on you...." If it's possible he turned even redder than his skin normally is. I pressed my attack, continuing to talk him out of his clothes. His only defense was Kyle, which I worked around by saying that I've wanted them both, and would be more than willing to take them both on at the same time.
I never got anywhere that night, not that I had ever expected to with such a bold, tactless ploy, but this is what I dreamed of, and what I had had in mind all along....
The night wound on as it normally does, and the crowd started thinning as lonely people picked up other lonely people for a trick or two in the night. I was still there, walking around, talking to my friends, and getting on the dance floor every once in awhile. It had been two or three hours since I had had anything to drink so I wasn't feeling quite as bold as I had been earlier, or quite as light-headed. Ian and Kyle were on the dance floor again, so I moved over to the gate and stepped on, beginning to catch the rythym even as my foot touched the checkered floor. They were close to the opening so it wasn't at all difficult to maneuver myself close to them. I closed my eyes and felt the sound, then I took a tentative step forward, sliding closer to the objects of my desire. I raised my arms to wrap around my head and I just kept my eyes closed as I swayed with the beat.
I felt an arm go around my waist and I was tugged forward to nuzzle up against two bodies, one to my left and one to my right. I knew without opening my eyes who was who. Ian was on the right, so I lowered my arm, catching his, and ran my fingers lightly up his forearm, to his shoulder, around the joint, back to his armpit and down the side of his body. He shivered as my fingers just barely touched. I reached out with my other arm and caressed the back of Kyle's neck and his ear. When I opened my eyes I noticed that they were both watching me, and my hands pulled back on their own before I could stop them. They moved simultaneously, each one catching a wrist and putting it back where it was, letting me know it was okay to touch them. I thrilled at the thought and I smiled, with a twinkle in my eyes.
It was about one-thirty in the morning, and I was ready to hit the road. We had seperated on the dance floor a little while earlier and they had moved back to their table. I lagged a little behind watching and waiting for the right moment to make my presence known again. When it was time I joined them again, sliding in beside Ian before he was aware of me.
I slipped my arm around his shoulder and leaned in to nibble on his ear. His body tensed for a moment, then he realised who it was and he relaxed. Kyle was sitting with his back to the wall a couple of feet away, otherwise I would have moved in between the two of them and nibbled on both their ears. But all the while that I was taking care of Ian I was watching Kyle. He smiled his encouragement at me and watched as I flicked my tongue around Ian's lobe, swirling inward ever so slowly until the tip of my tongue was inside the cavity, probing softly, then working harder as his body responded positively. As I pulled my tongue back I took the earlobe in-between my teeth and bit down, pulling on it as I moved my head back. Before it hurt I released it with a deft flick of my tongue.
Ian turned his head and looked at me. His right arm went around my waist and pulled me closer to his body so that I could feel the muscles. I got hard instantly as my mind raced through all that I would like to do to, with, and for, these two hot men. I stepped to my right around Ian's legs which put me in-between Ian and Kyle, with the edge of a table poking me in the ass. This sensation brought more thoughts racing through my mind as I thought of other things that I'd like probing at my ass.
I jumped up and planted myself on the corner of the table, letting my legs dangle so that I could run them up and down Ian's and Kyle's legs. We talked for awhile, and I watched them watching each other, looking for encouraging signs, anything that said I could move further. I leaned in Kyle's direction and nipped his ear with my teeth, using a hand on the back of his neck to support me. My index finger swirled through the hair on the back of his head as I licked his ear as I had already done to Ian. I looked and his eyes were closed. When I stopped it seemed that I had missed a message being passed between them, for they seemed ready to go, and each was smiling slightly, looking in my direction. I thought I had screwed it all up and they were leaving, getting ready to make me look like a fool.
I was surprised when, after having reached the bottom of the stairs, Kyle looked back at me and waved for me to join them. My feet didn't hit the floor more than half a second as I jumped off the table, bounced once, and was down the stairs. My momentum, having frightened both Kyle and myself, swept me right into his arms and we stumbled a little bit but he caught the weight and held us up. Our faces were only about two inches apart and our eyes were locked in surprise. I hadn't moved that fast in about two years and he sure as hell wasn't expecting it. But our eyes were locked and I decided to take advantage of that, moving my head in for a quick kiss. My lips met his and I felt his tongue flick out. I responded, letting myself go full tilt into it. When we parted Ian was standing there, a little behind Kyle, with his hands on his hips and a "Well ladies...are we ready to go yet?" look on his face. I laughed and moved into his arms.
"Don't be so impatient, love..." I said as I moved in to kiss him. He matched me and our kiss was just as good as the one with Kyle, though Kyle's felt just a little bit better because his lips are softer than Ian's.
We weaved our way, my hand caught in Ian's as he led us, out through the crowd and out of the bar. Behind us I heard Russ, the DJ, calling last call. We walked over to Ian's car without a word and got in. I got in the back and slid right to the middle so that I could reach forward and touch both of them at the same time.
Instead of going out to the all-night bar, we headed for their place. What lay ahead was clearly understood, and I was harder than I've been in a long time, just thinking about it. My hands rubbed shoulders and tickled ears and scratched necks as we rode in silence.
We arrived at their place, got out of the car, and headed inside. On the doorstep, while Ian was fumbling with the keys, I moved up to Kyle from behind and licked and kissed the back of his neck, running my hands up his sides and across his chest. This town is a morgue before 7am, so I wasn't worried about neighbors seeing us. They wouldn'd be my neighbors anyways, so.....
The key slid home and the lock popped open. We stepped inside and walked to the bedroom. No need for a nightcap. No need for smalltalk.
The bedroom was furnished as most bedrooms are. Nothing special stood out in my mind, at the time, except the straps that dangled from the posts of the headboard. I hung back a little bit as they walked into the room, then as they faced me I directed them to the bed. Without a word I started undoing their shirts, a button at a time, until I reached the waistband of their pants. I pulled each shirt out and away from their bodies so that I could slip it off and throw it to the side. Then I kneeled in front of each of them, sliding my hands down their bodies as I got down on my knees. I undid Kyle's pants first, sliding them down his legs and off of his feet as he placed a hand on my shoulders to steady himself. I then slid my tongue into the waistband of his underwear so that I could catch it with my teeth. I tugged and twisted side to side until it started sliding down his body, then I got it over his now-erect penis and let it fall the rest of the way on its own.
Kyle stepped out of them as I kissed the head and shaft of his penis. Then I moved over to Ian and finished his undressing. Without the constriction of his underwear his half-hard penis was dangling between his legs. I'm a sucker for a soft dick, so I caught it in my mouth and took all of it in. Even soft it filled my mouth, but I held it there, playing my tongue from side to side and around the head of it, working my way back very slowly. The length of his shaft that was exposed to the air was rigid, and the length inside my mouth was getting harder and longer every second I worked on it with my mouth.
I let his penis fall from my lips as I stood up and pushed the two of them back onto the bed. I had them lay side by side with their legs touching. Then I forced their individual legs apart, so that they, together, had three legs, and I straddled this "middle leg" so that I could work the both of them at the same time. I began by leaning in to kiss Kyle as deeply and as long as I could, but after a few minutes Ian tapped my shoulder. I looked over at him as if to say "Oh, are you still here?" and smiled as wide as I could. Then I leaned over to him and kissed him just as long and just as passionately. I had a thigh rubbing against each of their crotches and so I moved my legs side to side, rubbing their fully erect cocks. Mine was straining against my shorts.
Then I kissed Ian's left nipple, biting down to cause pain, but letting up before he complained. Then I moved over to Kyle's right nipple and bit down on that one, again letting up just before he would have complained. Then I leaned over to the left nipple and very, very gently sucked and licked at that one for a moment before doing the same thing to Ian's right nipple. I continued playing between their nipples, alternating between pain and pleasure, for a short while then I kissed down the middle of Kyle's stomach and down to his crotch. I stopped and leaned over to Ian, then kissed down his stomach, again stopping just at the crotch.
I moved back to Kyle, starting to kiss along the shaft of his cock, from head to base and back to the head, nipping with my teeth the whole time. When my lips again caressed the head I reached over to Ian with my right hand and began fondling his balls and stroking his shaft. At at least ten inches long he is a fine specimen of manhood, with a very nicely shaped penis, and my refined touch (being a massage therapist) reveled in every contour and vein and ridge.
I opened my mouth to take the head of Kyle's cock into my mouth and clamped down lightly with my teeth along the rim, sideways, so that I could probe at the slit with my tongue, pushing it as open as I could get it. Then I ran my tongue down and started swirling the rim of the head. My right hand was still busily exploring Ian's penis.
I slid my tongue downwards on Kyle's shaft taking it an inch at a time until I reached the base and my nose was nested in this pubic hair. I breathed deeply of his aroma and wriggled my tongue side to side at the base of his cock. Then I slid up and started working on giving him the best blowjob I've ever given anybody. Just as he was about to climax I clamped down with my mouth and stopped the motion, placing my tongue along the tube in his penis to stop the flow of the cum. He moaned and tried to thrust up with his hips, but I just bit down, and he immediately relaxed. I held my mouth there for a couple of minutes, allowing him to cool off, not letting him cum, YET. All the while my hand had worked Ian's tool, exploring it in all it's glory.
Once I sensed Kyle was no longer near orgasm I lifted my leg from straddling his and pushed him to the side so that I could lay down. As I did so I kept hold of Ian's cock and pulled him up onto my chest. Kyle knew where I wanted him because he reached over to the nightstand and fished a condom and lubricant out of a dish that was within reach.
Ian straddled my chest as I wriggled my way up onto a pillow so that my neck wouldn't be strained. Once I stopped moving and was just laying there looking at Ian's beautiful piece he grabbed my right hand and pulled it to the corner of the bed, where he deftly strapped it down with the velcro nylon straps. He grabbed my left wrist and tied it to the other side of the bed. There was already a pillow stuffed beneath my head but he grabbed another one and stuffed it under my head as well. Kyle had produced a third pillow from somewhere and was stuffing it under my hips as I raised myself up to help him out.
Once he was done a silent acknowledgement passed between the three of us and Kyle started to take off my shorts and underwear. I still had my shirt on, but that was okay. Once my lower body was undressed Kyle slid his knees underneath mine, forcing my legs into the air. He reached down with one hand and lubricated my asshole, while sliding the condom on and lubricating it with the other. Then he hoisted my legs into air as he slid forward and pressed the head of his cock against my ass. I guess he was going to take his revenge on me for not letting him cum earlier, because he wasn't all that gentle when he pushed his way in. Not that I really noticed.
By the time Kyle was in place I was already licking and sucking at Ian's penis for all I was worth, and he was rocking his hips back and forth to get it as deep as he could down my throat. As he rammed it in I would just open up and feel it bend down my throat, trying my hardest not to gag. Then he reached down with both hands, raised my head up, and forced me all the way down on him. My throat protested for a few seconds then opened up as he slid all the way in. It was a very new sensation for me, having a cock as far into me as Ian's was, and I was revelling in it, ready to explode at the slightest touch on my cock. And all the while Kyle was working my ass like there was no tomorrow. I could feel his cock sliding in and out as he long-dicked me, sometimes pulling all the way out then ramming back in until his pubic hair tickled my ass. My ass was eager and very willing.
This went on and on for about an hour as I heard them both starting to pant and groan. Kyle was swaying back and forth in a frenzy as my ass tried to meet his every stroke and the muscles deep inside clenched and unclenched around his shaft. Ian had slowed down to let me do my magic on his cock, with my tongue, and I was doing him better than I had worked Kyle. And still it wasn't over.
Then I met Kyle on one particularly long and slow thrust, pushing my hips up as much as I could with Ian on top of me, squeezing my ass mucles in the attempt to heighten the sensation for Kyle, and he couldn't take it any longer. His cock swelled inside me at least another half-inch in circumference and his cum shot into the tip of the condom. He leaned into Ian's back, resting and panting, while I continued to work on Ian's cock with my mouth. Then Kyle pulled out and walked to the bathroom.
Ian, with a silent nod from me, reached over for another condom. Before putting it on he released me from the restraints and flipped me over on my back. He and I, working together, manipulated my body so that I was laying crossways on the bed, on my stomach, in the dorsal (or froggy style) position, and he was standing on the side. He slipped the condom on, lubricated it some and then slid his tool into me.
I was pretty much ready for it, after having Kyle work me like he had, but Ian was gentle nonetheless. It was a good thing, too, or I would have screamed bloody murder. It hurt. He reached further into me than anything ever should, but I said "Come on" as Sweet Pussy Pualine lyrics started rolling through my head. "Hurting me? Mother fucker you are tickling me." "Work this pussy." "I put one leg on the ceiling, and one leg just across the closet door."
Kyle came back in the room and joined in by hopping up on the bed and placing his dick in my face so that I could suck on it. I went to it greedily, trying to rock my body back and forth between the two of them. Ian`s cock was very nearly ripping me in two but it felt good, and the sensations in my cock, as his rubbed my prostrate, were sending me to heaven and back. At light speed. With no brakes. I began moaning and panting as he lunged into me, and crying for more as he pulled away. But I never asked him to stop, and I never stopped sucking on Kyle.
All three of us were working in rythym. Our bodies rocking in tandem. Our breath coming as one. Our hearts beating to one drum. And then we came. Ian nearly shooting the condom off. Kyle down my throat, as I greedily swallowed every drop. And myself in copious quantities, right into Ian's hand which appeared out of nowhere.
Now I lay here, just thinking about what might have been, or what might someday be, and I finish writing down my dreams. I know that it's just a dream, but nothing will stop me from dreaming of it happening, at least once... though being a regular part of their life would be more than enjoyable. It would be heaven. But it's all a fantasy.
The music started pumping through the speakers after Aunt Ester's introduction, and the shuffling crowd started to sway to the beat. I closed my eyes for a moment and just felt the waves of sound as they hit me, and my body started to groove. If I reached out with my senses I could feel the two of them near me, dancing together and with their friends. They appeared so playful and carefree. I opened my eyes and looked in their direction. Ian was watching me, apparently somewhat intrigued by the offer that I had made earlier. I raised my arms to hold my head and slowly gyrated my hips, allowing the motion to highlight every contour of my crotch. When I opened my eyes again the song was ending and they had moved off of the dance floor.
Ian and Kyle were introduced to me a couple of months back, by my roommate. I'm fairly certain that I didn't make much of an impression at the time, but I have since worked to remedy that. Whenever they are around I make sure that they notice me, at least for a moment, before they go on their way. But usually they just sit on the raised pool table area of the bar and are easily spotted. That's where they hold court, and usually most of the finest courtiers are present for their amusement.
But I digress..... Ian and Kyle are both in the Navy, both have wives, and have been together for over a year. They appear inseperable, and look like a good enough match for each other. I wish them all the happiness in the world. I also wish for more... much more.
Ian is about 5'10", has red hair and a smattering of freckles to match. His body is trim and well defined, with the look of someone with a regular exercise routine. Kyle is slightly shorter at about 5'9", with blond hair, blue eyes and a heavier build. What he has appears to be mostly muscle. It would feel good to snuggle up against him late at night. It would feel even better to snuggle up against the both of them.....
I'm 5'9" myself, with dirty blond hair that gets lighter as the summer wears on. I have ice-blue eyes that can draw out the soul, and tend to see more than people give them credit for. I'm slender, with well defined muscles from my karate and all the dancing that I do. There is nothing, on the outside, that really sticks out about me. I'll admit that. But once you get inside, and that does include inside the pants, there's ever so much more. And we can't forget the eyes. They can trap a person as well as any snare ever trapped a rabbit.
This past weekend I am afraid I made a fool of myself. I had had a little too much to drink, it being graduation time and I *was* at a graduation party before going out to the club. But while I was there I made something of an indecent proposal. God forbid such a thing should happen in a meat-market like I go to, but it's not ever been my style to so openly come on to someone like I did.
I guess I should tell it like it was......
I walked up to Ian and leaned in close to him. I just stood there for a little while, basking in his presence. Feeling him next to me. Hearing him talk to his friends, and hearing his laughter. And every so often feeling his body as it moved with the conversation. Then, when I felt I had his attention all to myself I leaned in close to whisper in his ear, "Ya know... I pride myself on not having a gag reflex... and I've been wondering if I could still say that after working on you...." If it's possible he turned even redder than his skin normally is. I pressed my attack, continuing to talk him out of his clothes. His only defense was Kyle, which I worked around by saying that I've wanted them both, and would be more than willing to take them both on at the same time.
I never got anywhere that night, not that I had ever expected to with such a bold, tactless ploy, but this is what I dreamed of, and what I had had in mind all along....
The night wound on as it normally does, and the crowd started thinning as lonely people picked up other lonely people for a trick or two in the night. I was still there, walking around, talking to my friends, and getting on the dance floor every once in awhile. It had been two or three hours since I had had anything to drink so I wasn't feeling quite as bold as I had been earlier, or quite as light-headed. Ian and Kyle were on the dance floor again, so I moved over to the gate and stepped on, beginning to catch the rythym even as my foot touched the checkered floor. They were close to the opening so it wasn't at all difficult to maneuver myself close to them. I closed my eyes and felt the sound, then I took a tentative step forward, sliding closer to the objects of my desire. I raised my arms to wrap around my head and I just kept my eyes closed as I swayed with the beat.
I felt an arm go around my waist and I was tugged forward to nuzzle up against two bodies, one to my left and one to my right. I knew without opening my eyes who was who. Ian was on the right, so I lowered my arm, catching his, and ran my fingers lightly up his forearm, to his shoulder, around the joint, back to his armpit and down the side of his body. He shivered as my fingers just barely touched. I reached out with my other arm and caressed the back of Kyle's neck and his ear. When I opened my eyes I noticed that they were both watching me, and my hands pulled back on their own before I could stop them. They moved simultaneously, each one catching a wrist and putting it back where it was, letting me know it was okay to touch them. I thrilled at the thought and I smiled, with a twinkle in my eyes.
It was about one-thirty in the morning, and I was ready to hit the road. We had seperated on the dance floor a little while earlier and they had moved back to their table. I lagged a little behind watching and waiting for the right moment to make my presence known again. When it was time I joined them again, sliding in beside Ian before he was aware of me.
I slipped my arm around his shoulder and leaned in to nibble on his ear. His body tensed for a moment, then he realised who it was and he relaxed. Kyle was sitting with his back to the wall a couple of feet away, otherwise I would have moved in between the two of them and nibbled on both their ears. But all the while that I was taking care of Ian I was watching Kyle. He smiled his encouragement at me and watched as I flicked my tongue around Ian's lobe, swirling inward ever so slowly until the tip of my tongue was inside the cavity, probing softly, then working harder as his body responded positively. As I pulled my tongue back I took the earlobe in-between my teeth and bit down, pulling on it as I moved my head back. Before it hurt I released it with a deft flick of my tongue.
Ian turned his head and looked at me. His right arm went around my waist and pulled me closer to his body so that I could feel the muscles. I got hard instantly as my mind raced through all that I would like to do to, with, and for, these two hot men. I stepped to my right around Ian's legs which put me in-between Ian and Kyle, with the edge of a table poking me in the ass. This sensation brought more thoughts racing through my mind as I thought of other things that I'd like probing at my ass.
I jumped up and planted myself on the corner of the table, letting my legs dangle so that I could run them up and down Ian's and Kyle's legs. We talked for awhile, and I watched them watching each other, looking for encouraging signs, anything that said I could move further. I leaned in Kyle's direction and nipped his ear with my teeth, using a hand on the back of his neck to support me. My index finger swirled through the hair on the back of his head as I licked his ear as I had already done to Ian. I looked and his eyes were closed. When I stopped it seemed that I had missed a message being passed between them, for they seemed ready to go, and each was smiling slightly, looking in my direction. I thought I had screwed it all up and they were leaving, getting ready to make me look like a fool.
I was surprised when, after having reached the bottom of the stairs, Kyle looked back at me and waved for me to join them. My feet didn't hit the floor more than half a second as I jumped off the table, bounced once, and was down the stairs. My momentum, having frightened both Kyle and myself, swept me right into his arms and we stumbled a little bit but he caught the weight and held us up. Our faces were only about two inches apart and our eyes were locked in surprise. I hadn't moved that fast in about two years and he sure as hell wasn't expecting it. But our eyes were locked and I decided to take advantage of that, moving my head in for a quick kiss. My lips met his and I felt his tongue flick out. I responded, letting myself go full tilt into it. When we parted Ian was standing there, a little behind Kyle, with his hands on his hips and a "Well ladies...are we ready to go yet?" look on his face. I laughed and moved into his arms.
"Don't be so impatient, love..." I said as I moved in to kiss him. He matched me and our kiss was just as good as the one with Kyle, though Kyle's felt just a little bit better because his lips are softer than Ian's.
We weaved our way, my hand caught in Ian's as he led us, out through the crowd and out of the bar. Behind us I heard Russ, the DJ, calling last call. We walked over to Ian's car without a word and got in. I got in the back and slid right to the middle so that I could reach forward and touch both of them at the same time.
Instead of going out to the all-night bar, we headed for their place. What lay ahead was clearly understood, and I was harder than I've been in a long time, just thinking about it. My hands rubbed shoulders and tickled ears and scratched necks as we rode in silence.
We arrived at their place, got out of the car, and headed inside. On the doorstep, while Ian was fumbling with the keys, I moved up to Kyle from behind and licked and kissed the back of his neck, running my hands up his sides and across his chest. This town is a morgue before 7am, so I wasn't worried about neighbors seeing us. They wouldn'd be my neighbors anyways, so.....
The key slid home and the lock popped open. We stepped inside and walked to the bedroom. No need for a nightcap. No need for smalltalk.
The bedroom was furnished as most bedrooms are. Nothing special stood out in my mind, at the time, except the straps that dangled from the posts of the headboard. I hung back a little bit as they walked into the room, then as they faced me I directed them to the bed. Without a word I started undoing their shirts, a button at a time, until I reached the waistband of their pants. I pulled each shirt out and away from their bodies so that I could slip it off and throw it to the side. Then I kneeled in front of each of them, sliding my hands down their bodies as I got down on my knees. I undid Kyle's pants first, sliding them down his legs and off of his feet as he placed a hand on my shoulders to steady himself. I then slid my tongue into the waistband of his underwear so that I could catch it with my teeth. I tugged and twisted side to side until it started sliding down his body, then I got it over his now-erect penis and let it fall the rest of the way on its own.
Kyle stepped out of them as I kissed the head and shaft of his penis. Then I moved over to Ian and finished his undressing. Without the constriction of his underwear his half-hard penis was dangling between his legs. I'm a sucker for a soft dick, so I caught it in my mouth and took all of it in. Even soft it filled my mouth, but I held it there, playing my tongue from side to side and around the head of it, working my way back very slowly. The length of his shaft that was exposed to the air was rigid, and the length inside my mouth was getting harder and longer every second I worked on it with my mouth.
I let his penis fall from my lips as I stood up and pushed the two of them back onto the bed. I had them lay side by side with their legs touching. Then I forced their individual legs apart, so that they, together, had three legs, and I straddled this "middle leg" so that I could work the both of them at the same time. I began by leaning in to kiss Kyle as deeply and as long as I could, but after a few minutes Ian tapped my shoulder. I looked over at him as if to say "Oh, are you still here?" and smiled as wide as I could. Then I leaned over to him and kissed him just as long and just as passionately. I had a thigh rubbing against each of their crotches and so I moved my legs side to side, rubbing their fully erect cocks. Mine was straining against my shorts.
Then I kissed Ian's left nipple, biting down to cause pain, but letting up before he complained. Then I moved over to Kyle's right nipple and bit down on that one, again letting up just before he would have complained. Then I leaned over to the left nipple and very, very gently sucked and licked at that one for a moment before doing the same thing to Ian's right nipple. I continued playing between their nipples, alternating between pain and pleasure, for a short while then I kissed down the middle of Kyle's stomach and down to his crotch. I stopped and leaned over to Ian, then kissed down his stomach, again stopping just at the crotch.
I moved back to Kyle, starting to kiss along the shaft of his cock, from head to base and back to the head, nipping with my teeth the whole time. When my lips again caressed the head I reached over to Ian with my right hand and began fondling his balls and stroking his shaft. At at least ten inches long he is a fine specimen of manhood, with a very nicely shaped penis, and my refined touch (being a massage therapist) reveled in every contour and vein and ridge.
I opened my mouth to take the head of Kyle's cock into my mouth and clamped down lightly with my teeth along the rim, sideways, so that I could probe at the slit with my tongue, pushing it as open as I could get it. Then I ran my tongue down and started swirling the rim of the head. My right hand was still busily exploring Ian's penis.
I slid my tongue downwards on Kyle's shaft taking it an inch at a time until I reached the base and my nose was nested in this pubic hair. I breathed deeply of his aroma and wriggled my tongue side to side at the base of his cock. Then I slid up and started working on giving him the best blowjob I've ever given anybody. Just as he was about to climax I clamped down with my mouth and stopped the motion, placing my tongue along the tube in his penis to stop the flow of the cum. He moaned and tried to thrust up with his hips, but I just bit down, and he immediately relaxed. I held my mouth there for a couple of minutes, allowing him to cool off, not letting him cum, YET. All the while my hand had worked Ian's tool, exploring it in all it's glory.
Once I sensed Kyle was no longer near orgasm I lifted my leg from straddling his and pushed him to the side so that I could lay down. As I did so I kept hold of Ian's cock and pulled him up onto my chest. Kyle knew where I wanted him because he reached over to the nightstand and fished a condom and lubricant out of a dish that was within reach.
Ian straddled my chest as I wriggled my way up onto a pillow so that my neck wouldn't be strained. Once I stopped moving and was just laying there looking at Ian's beautiful piece he grabbed my right hand and pulled it to the corner of the bed, where he deftly strapped it down with the velcro nylon straps. He grabbed my left wrist and tied it to the other side of the bed. There was already a pillow stuffed beneath my head but he grabbed another one and stuffed it under my head as well. Kyle had produced a third pillow from somewhere and was stuffing it under my hips as I raised myself up to help him out.
Once he was done a silent acknowledgement passed between the three of us and Kyle started to take off my shorts and underwear. I still had my shirt on, but that was okay. Once my lower body was undressed Kyle slid his knees underneath mine, forcing my legs into the air. He reached down with one hand and lubricated my asshole, while sliding the condom on and lubricating it with the other. Then he hoisted my legs into air as he slid forward and pressed the head of his cock against my ass. I guess he was going to take his revenge on me for not letting him cum earlier, because he wasn't all that gentle when he pushed his way in. Not that I really noticed.
By the time Kyle was in place I was already licking and sucking at Ian's penis for all I was worth, and he was rocking his hips back and forth to get it as deep as he could down my throat. As he rammed it in I would just open up and feel it bend down my throat, trying my hardest not to gag. Then he reached down with both hands, raised my head up, and forced me all the way down on him. My throat protested for a few seconds then opened up as he slid all the way in. It was a very new sensation for me, having a cock as far into me as Ian's was, and I was revelling in it, ready to explode at the slightest touch on my cock. And all the while Kyle was working my ass like there was no tomorrow. I could feel his cock sliding in and out as he long-dicked me, sometimes pulling all the way out then ramming back in until his pubic hair tickled my ass. My ass was eager and very willing.
This went on and on for about an hour as I heard them both starting to pant and groan. Kyle was swaying back and forth in a frenzy as my ass tried to meet his every stroke and the muscles deep inside clenched and unclenched around his shaft. Ian had slowed down to let me do my magic on his cock, with my tongue, and I was doing him better than I had worked Kyle. And still it wasn't over.
Then I met Kyle on one particularly long and slow thrust, pushing my hips up as much as I could with Ian on top of me, squeezing my ass mucles in the attempt to heighten the sensation for Kyle, and he couldn't take it any longer. His cock swelled inside me at least another half-inch in circumference and his cum shot into the tip of the condom. He leaned into Ian's back, resting and panting, while I continued to work on Ian's cock with my mouth. Then Kyle pulled out and walked to the bathroom.
Ian, with a silent nod from me, reached over for another condom. Before putting it on he released me from the restraints and flipped me over on my back. He and I, working together, manipulated my body so that I was laying crossways on the bed, on my stomach, in the dorsal (or froggy style) position, and he was standing on the side. He slipped the condom on, lubricated it some and then slid his tool into me.
I was pretty much ready for it, after having Kyle work me like he had, but Ian was gentle nonetheless. It was a good thing, too, or I would have screamed bloody murder. It hurt. He reached further into me than anything ever should, but I said "Come on" as Sweet Pussy Pualine lyrics started rolling through my head. "Hurting me? Mother fucker you are tickling me." "Work this pussy." "I put one leg on the ceiling, and one leg just across the closet door."
Kyle came back in the room and joined in by hopping up on the bed and placing his dick in my face so that I could suck on it. I went to it greedily, trying to rock my body back and forth between the two of them. Ian`s cock was very nearly ripping me in two but it felt good, and the sensations in my cock, as his rubbed my prostrate, were sending me to heaven and back. At light speed. With no brakes. I began moaning and panting as he lunged into me, and crying for more as he pulled away. But I never asked him to stop, and I never stopped sucking on Kyle.
All three of us were working in rythym. Our bodies rocking in tandem. Our breath coming as one. Our hearts beating to one drum. And then we came. Ian nearly shooting the condom off. Kyle down my throat, as I greedily swallowed every drop. And myself in copious quantities, right into Ian's hand which appeared out of nowhere.
Now I lay here, just thinking about what might have been, or what might someday be, and I finish writing down my dreams. I know that it's just a dream, but nothing will stop me from dreaming of it happening, at least once... though being a regular part of their life would be more than enjoyable. It would be heaven. But it's all a fantasy.
