691 Suburban Dr By Natty Soltesz
When I woke the next morning I started packing right away. I'd planned on leaving later that evening but I felt restless. Too much had happened. It was a lot to process.
Darrin made breakfast.
"What are you doing for New Year's?"he asked, setting a plate of steak and eggs in front of me.
"No plans yet,"I said.
"We're gonna have a little party, you should come back,"Fallon said. She'd just woken up and wasn't wearing makeup. She still looked beautiful but somehow less intimidating.
"Thanks, I might."
"And if you do want us to lay off about the sex, just write an email or something before you come,"Darrin said, sitting next to Fallon with his plate. "That way we'd know beforehand and it'd be chill."
"There wouldn't be any expectation,"Fallon added.
I nodded. It was exactly what I needed to hear.
The ride back was meditative. I came to some conclusions. I didn't want to call off the sex thing we had going on, it was too interesting and too fun. But pussy was going to have to stay off the table until I was good and ready.
Even still, I started thinking a lot about pussy. How it would smell, taste. I had a dream I was fucking Britney Spears. It felt good, but it was just a dream.
A few days later, on New Year's Eve, I was heading back to Darrin's with ideas that gave me a boner. To be sure they were having a party on New Year's, so we probably weren't going to fuck around until afterward, but that was fine with me -- anxiety was still running a good pace with horniness, in my brain.
The skies didn't look bad when I left State University but got ominous by the time I was in central Pennsylvania. Three hours outside of Philly they opened up, covering the road with a thick, slushy layer of snow. I was going twenty five miles an hour and it was only getting worse, so I pulled off.
"Dude! Where the fuck are you?"Darrin bellowed into the phone. It sounded like the party was in full swing.
"I'm at a motel, I'm not gonna make it."
"Fuuuuck, that sucks,"Darrin said.
"You sound toasted."
"I am, buddy, I am. So's Fallon."
"Hay Nate!"she said into the receiver.
"I wish I was there but it's just not happening. I'll be there tomorrow when the roads get cleared."
"That's okay. We'll still do something special. In fact it's your turn, Fallon and I were just talking about that."
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah. We need to make you cum,"he said, his voice getting a little lower. "So you can look forward to that."
I got off the phone with Darrin and set a chair in front of the window. I smoked a joint and watched the snow fall and trucks pull into the motel's lot.
That morning the sky was bright blue and the world was white. The roads were navigable, however. I got to Darrin's right around noon. The door was unlocked so I went inside. The place was lovingly trashed, with red plastic cups and empty liquor bottles populating all horizontal surfaces and puddles of sticky liquid on the kitchen floor.
I found Darrin passed out on the couch. He woke up when I entered the room and Fallon came down soon after.
"Morning,"I said. She looked at the mess and collapsed, defeated, atop Darrin.
"Remind me why we had a party again?"she said. I busted out a joint and that got us going. Darrin made waffles while Fallon and I cleaned up. After breakfast they went upstairs to shower. I was watching TV and Darrin came down, hair wet, wearing just his underwear.
"Hey,"he said. "I'm gonna go fuck Fallon now. You wanna eat my ass while I do it? I just took a shower."
My mouth opened. "Yes"came out. I followed Darrin upstairs. His ass looked good in his boxer briefs. I remembered fucking it back in the day, the smattering of hair down his crack that contrasted with his smooth, olive-toned cheeks, the way those cheeks parted when he bent over, his ass hairs clinging to the shaft of my cock as I pumped it in and out. He'd never been a huge bottom but he'd enjoyed it at the time. We all had.
The drapes were drawn in the bedroom. Fallon was on all fours on the bed, her head pointed at the wall. She had her hand between her legs and was feeling her pussy. Darrin dropped his drawers and, dick bobbing like a submarine in choppy waters, got up on the bed behind her. I watched him slide it in her, she moaned. He fucked her slow.
I took off my clothes and got on the bed behind Darrin. I felt down his back to his ass. Fallon was clutching Darrin's thighs and our hands met. She took my hand into hers and squeezed it. I squeezed back.
I licked down Darrin's back to the patch of hair just above his ass. He smelled clean and soapy. I tongued the top of his crack and Darrin paused. I licked up his thighs, tongued his balls. Finally I licked down his crack and pressed my tongue to his asshole. He groaned. Darrin continued to thrust but did it slowly, pausing when he would back up to feel my tongue then sliding it back into her again.
We got a rhythm going. I could smell them, could smell Fallon's pussy. It was distinctly feminine but it didn't turn me off. I paused at one point and lay beside them so I could watch Darrin's thick cock sluicing into her. It was all wet and swollen and effortless. I tried to identify her clit and couldn't, but it seemed like Darrin was hitting her spot just from fucking her, the way her moans would ramp up and slow down in time with his thrusts.
They flipped to missionary. Fallon took my hand again and smiled at me. I smiled back then got my head in Darrin's ass again, bracing myself on her smooth legs. Darrin was moaning like I'd never heard, whimpering when he'd grind his hole to my tongue then getting all aggro as he pounded into Fallon. He started fucking her in tight little thrusts, poking the head of his dick to her clit, and she came, shuddering and moaning. I buried my tongue as deep as I could in Darrin's hole. He thrust all the way into Fallon and I felt his asshole clench, pulsing as he shot his load into her.
When he pulled out his still-hard cock was right in my face and dripping with juices. Maybe he held it there for me. After a slight hesitation I took a lick. It jumped against my tongue. It tasted good, and I was horny and ready, so I took the head in my mouth, sucking off his cum and surely some of her juices.
"Taste good buddy?"Darrin said. I nodded, milking his cock down my throat. Fallon went for my pants and Darrin leaned down to help her take them off.
"Your turn,"Fallon said. "How do you want to cum?"
"It's okay..."
"Bullshit,"Darrin said.
"Anything you want,"Fallon said. What ended up happening was that I made out with Darrin while Fallon jacked me off. When she took my cock in her mouth it felt right, and good, and it made me cum.
...
It was not insignificant, the fact that Darrin and Fallon lived in the far-flung Philadelphia suburbs, hundreds of miles from my home. If I hadn't been able to walk out of the house and drive far away from where I'd just had my first significant sexual encounter with a female (and simultaneously with the straight boy I'd fallen in love with in college) I doubt any of it would have happened. I needed distance, and I needed honesty. The worst times with Jordan had been the days, weeks even, that we spent sort of talking to each other but really not, with ugly things lurking under the surface. Things like his sexuality, my desire for him, essential things we were afraid to face.
I didn't want that to happen to me again. I wanted to try to be as honest as possible in all aspects of my life. It was something to work toward anyway. A New Year's resolution.
Kate and I got lunch that Monday.
"Charlie's trying to get me pregnant,"she said.
"What, you don't want to get pregnant?"
"Yeah, I do... I do and I don't. Basically I just think he wants to fuck me as much as possible."
"I could take a turn on him, if you want some relief,"I suggested.
"He'd like it too much,"she said. One of the reasons I had such a boner for the guy was that she'd confided to me how he liked having his big ass played with when he was getting head. She was always telling me about her sex life. I think my lust for her husband made her see him in a better light, reminded her that she had something desirable.
"We've been fucking almost every day,"she said. "And without a condom, so he's in heaven."
"You don't take the pill?"
"No, it makes my uterus feel weird,"she said. She took a bite of her chicken salad sandwich. "Did you do anything for New Year's?"
"I visited my friends in Philly again."I took a bite of my salad. I hadn't told her anything about Darrin and Fallon yet and I suddenly felt weird.
"Yeah? Your old friend from college, right? Darrin?"
"Yeah and his girlfriend."
"Oh, his girlfriend lives with him? Is that weird, considering the fact that you guys used to...you know."
"No, it's cool. It's...interesting,"I said.
"Interesting?"She regarded me as she took a sip of her Coke. "Now I'm intrigued."I didn't know where to start so I started at the beginning. I told her everything and she listened, taking bites of her sandwich but not saying much.
"So then the day after New Year's we all ended up messing around together. Well, it started out with me doing stuff to Darrin while he fucked Fallon. Eating his ass out, actually. But then afterward I made out with Darrin while she sucked my cock."
I took a deep breath. Kate nodded but she didn't say anything. "Is it weird, do you think?"I said.
"I don't know,"she said. "I kind of don't know what to think."
"Okay."
"Yeah."She looked past me, out the window. "I'm just surprised. I never thought you'd have sex with a girl."
"Well we didn't really ‘have sex,'"I said. "I mean, not in the strict sense of the term. But yeah, we did mess around."
"And she was into it?"
"Yeah,"I said, and felt my defenses going up. "What do you mean?"
"Like I said, I'm just surprised. And she's, like, normal?"
"Jesus, Kate,"I said, unable to control it. "It was her idea. I was the one who had to think about it. What do you mean?"
"I don't know,"she said. She started to gather her trash. "I just never expected you to say that you did something like that."
"We hardly did anything together. And so what if we did? I was more into him than I was into her, anyway."I instantly regretted saying that.
"Wow,"she said, shaking her head a little. She stood. "Good for her, I guess."
"Yeah, good for her,"I said. "I gotta go."I walked out before she could catch up with me, not that she seemed to want to catch up with me.
I felt awful the rest of the day, feeling particularly bad about qualifying my interest in Darrin over Fallon. Why had I felt the need to justify the experience to Kate? To satisfy some image she had of me that had been shaken?
We avoided each other the rest of the week.
I called Darrin a few days later and wound up talking to Fallon.
"We've been fucking constantly this entire week,"she said. "I think it's this snow. We've been hardly going out at all or doing anything. We just lie around and fuck."
"I've been jacking off a lot,"I admitted. "I'm getting hard right now, actually."In fact, I'd found that my pussy anxiety had abated significantly since I'd gotten so close to Fallon's the last time. It was even finding its way into my fantasies sometimes.
"Me too. Well, you know what I mean,"Fallon said. "Sometimes I think I'm a man in a woman's body, I'm so horny all the time."
"Hm."
"I think you might be one of the reasons why we're having sex so much,"she said.
"Really?"
"We talk about you a lot, when we fuck. Like what we could do with you, different scenarios."I took a deep breath. I suppose I should've felt flattered, but I felt sort of anxious. "It's just talk. I mean, you're a friend. Anything else is secondary."
"Cool,"I said. "I'd be lying if I didn't say I thought about you guys a lot when I jack off."
"Really? You mean you think about Darrin, right?"
"Uh...well..."
"It's cool,"she said. "Really it is. I know you're gay."
"I think of you, too. I think about both of you together, I guess,"I said. "It does stand to reason that at some point I would end up -- I mean, if we keep this up -- would I end up, like fucking you?"Fallon laughed.
"Oh my gosh, Nate. Really?"
"What?"
"Do you want to fuck me?"
"I think so,"I said, getting less sure. She chuckled. "I do feel comfortable with you. And I gotta say, I'm kind of pussy curious."
"That's hot. But don't let me turn you straight."
"Why?'
"Straight people are boring."
"You guys aren't boring."
"You think we're straight?"
"Good point,"I said.
"It's not like I don't have be careful, myself. I've fallen in love with some gay guys in the past."
"Really?"
"Well, my high school boyfriend at least. My whole life I was attracted to the idea of two guys doing it. I used to marry my Kens, you know? Then my boyfriend senior year was a closet case. Jesus, the things I used to make him do..."
"Like, sex things?"
"Yeah! I mean, he clearly didn't want to have sex with me. Or, he did, but it didn't come naturally. So I would force the issue. God, so many times I basically raped him. But it turned me on, I liked that he was at my mercy. And it wasn't like he didn't get something out of it. I even made him have sex with a guy for the first time in front of me,"she said, not sounding particularly proud of it.
"You didn't!"
"Oh my god, I was so bad! He had this friend, this really cute guy, Brian, who clearly had a crush on him. But my boyfriend -- his name was Ruben -- he was clueless about it. Brian wanted to do everything with him and wouldn't leave him alone. Finally I was like, Ruben, I think he likes you.' And Ruben acted completely shocked for a few days but he didn't drop the subject. So I started dropping hints, like how I thought it was important to experiment with your sexuality. Then I flat-out told him I thought it would be hot to see them do it together. So he talked to Brian who of course was totally into it. So we set it up. At a motel room. God! It was the hottest sexual experience of my life, and I didn't even do anything. Except watch."
"What did they do?"
"I think they'd arranged that they were just going to blow each other. And it was all for me so of course it was okay. They got naked...I remember telling them to make out because they were reluctant to do that at first, then they were all over each other. The floodgates opened. I think they would've fucked -- maybe if I hadn't been there they would've fucked. Brian was eating Ruben's ass at one point and Ruben seemed pretty receptive to that. Of course if I hadn't been there none of it might have happened."
"Did you...masturbate? It's weird that there isn't a regular word for a woman masturbating."
"I fingered myself, a little. I was naked. Afterward I kissed them both and made out with them a little."
"Were they weird about it?"
"No. It was like we shared this secret. And Ruben was so turned on by it that he fucked me every day for like the next seven days. But all we talked about was him messing around with Brian. Then they started messing around without me so that basically ended it."
"They never invited you along?"
"No. Ruben would talk about doing it. But his interest in me was slacking fast and I knew I'd set something in motion and there wasn't any stopping it."
"That must have been weird."
"It was a lot more confusing back then because I didn't know what I wanted. For a while I thought I always wanted something that was unattainable. But eventually I realized I just get off on the idea of two dudes doing it. It's not this self defeating thing. Not if I don't make it self defeating."
I thought about what she'd said as far as not making it self defeating. I sort of had the same thing in mind. She hadn't asked me outright, but I guess she knew how much I'd pined after Darrin back in the day and that the potential for those feelings to resurface could be there. But then it made me wonder how much control the two of them had over the situation. I had to trust that they knew what they were doing.
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