Black and White

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BLACK AND WHITE

Chapter 28--The Auditions

Saturday finally arrived, the fateful date for the auditions. Dave wasn't sure he wanted to go, but I talked him into it. After all, I pointed out, he didn't have to audition. Brad already knew us. Besides, he hadn't come up with a scheme to hide our faces, so we weren't going to be in his porno film. Dave had nothing to worry about, I hoped.

We drove over to Black Bart's and parked the car a block away. When we walked inside, we were surprised at the number of men inside. Evidently, the word had gotten around that auditions for a porno film were being held.

The animated group of about 60 men was mostly black. However, I noticed that I was in a minority of about 10 white men present. I knew most of them to be connoisseurs of black meat like me. And the majority of the black men I knew or had seen before. Willie and Jake were standing next to Tony and John, and Len and Ron from the professional team.

I was more than a little surprised to see some of them there. They were public figures who could ill afford the notoriety that a gay porno film would bring to them. The most surprising were four of the men from the local professional football team. I mentioned that to Dave. He immediately walked over to Will and James to find out why they were there. Len and Ron were sizing up other men, so we didn't pursue them for the moment.

"Hi, James. Hi, Will," Dave greeted them. "Are you sure this is such a good idea?"

"Dave! Mike!" James smiled. "We were hoping to see you guys here. How have you been?"

"Fine," I answered. "Celebrities like you are taking one helluva chance being seen in a porno film," I said echoing Dave's earlier question.

"Well, to be truthful," Will conceded, "we aren't here to audition for the film, but to scope out the hopefuls. Besides, a couple of second stringers aren't celebrities. We thought we might try for some of the local talent before they start the auditions," he grinned, "and, what about you guys? Auditioning?"

"Nah. Just looking over the menu," Dave smiled. "Besides, Brad said that he was working on some kind of scheme to include a bunch of guys who didn't want to have their faces shown, but were willing to be in a porno film otherwise."

"Oh, yeah?" James asked. "I might even be interested in that."

"Me, too," agreed Will, "but more importantly, is it true that Brad Hydewood is doing this film?"

"Sure!" Dave answered. "You already met him at the team meeting, didn't you?"

"Fuck, YES!" Will exploded, "But, I never really got to know him very well."

"Who's Brad Hydewood?" James asked.

"Guess you aren't a porno film connoisseur," I interjected. James only stared blankly at me. "He's the host of this little audition, and a major porno star."

"Oh," James said sheepishly. "Guess I haven't been keeping up. Is that the team meeting I missed?"

"Yeah. He's the guy I told you about: hung like a fucking horse!" Will added. James stared vacantly at him. "I can't believe I didn't tell you this. I know what a size queen you are!"

At that moment, Brad Hydewood entered the bar with several of his co-stars. All eyes turned to follow him. An instant later, the bar was abuzz with whispered conversations and surreptitious pointing.

"That's him," Will noted. "He's the tall one leading the others. Would you look at that smile?"

"Looks kinda skinny to me," James pointed out.

"Not where it counts," Will countered.

"Tell me more," James asked not taking his eyes off the porno star.

"Bigger than Coach Randy!" Will embellished.

"You're shittin' me! Fuck ME! The guy must be hiding a monster in those loose pants!" James whispered back to his football friend.

"Gentlemen, if I may have your attention, please!" boomed a voice from the other end of the bar. All heads turned. "Thank you," Brad added. "I'm Brad Hydewood. Some of you know my films, some don't. I'm hoping you'll all know me better before this audition is over."

Laughter and applause greeted his sexual come-on. He had won them all over. "I'm delighted that so many of you showed up. I understand that many more couldn't make it for a number of reasons, so we'll have other auditions later in the week. If you have friends who have told you of their interest in auditioning but couldn't make it here today, please take one of these forms with you. Have them fill it out and mail it back to us within the next week to the address on the back.

"Today, I want to meet each of you and have you fill out the audition form. Please be totally candid."

"Fuck me first, then," a voice from the other side of the room called out. He got a laugh from the crowd and a smile from Brad.

"Please be candid ON THE FORM," Brad clarified. "We can be personally candid later after the selections have been made. The cast and I will be standing behind the bar to assist you with the questionnaire. If you have special talents that aren't listed, please note them. If you have more than one talent that you'd like captured on film, check all that apply.

"As to the matter of remuneration, I can put your minds at ease. We are paying scale to all men whom we cast in this little morality play of ours. Because the prostitution laws are different in each State, we have cleared this with our legal counsel. However, I suggest to you all that this money be donated by the production company to your favorite gay charity." There was a ripple of applause and nodding of heads.

"Now, some of you may think that this isn't the film for you because you're a top. Don't worry about it. There's always room for a good top, even if I have to protect my image as a top for the film. Right, Steve?" Brad asked with his arm around his new lover.

"Lucky guy," whispered a big black guy next to me. "I'd love to fuck his ass for him several times and get his big dick up my butt, too."

"And," Brad continued, "you may be one of the guys who tops one of my co-stars." Three of the men who came in with him smiled. "I think you may already know one of them. Glen you've probably seen before." Glen raised a hand in greeting. "And Ken and Brendon will be featured in this film as well. They look forward to exploiting some of the local talent."

Applause swept the room. Some men knew of their skills already. Others were polite, but asked the man standing next to them what he knew about them. Ken, Glen, and Brendon looked good in their shorts and tank tops. Good enough to fuck, I thought. They were hoping for more than just on-film fucking of their butts. Their big smiles, great butts, and building reputations won many a heart as they moved behind the front bar.

"Some of you may have already heard that we are casting for a second film as well. This special production in which no faces will be shown will be in production in another three months. I want to interview you for that as well. So, if you don't want the world to know you're queer, or you have a little dick, but you have talent, this is the film for you.

"And spread the word around about this. I know that some guys didn't come because they didn't want the exposure. I understand that. I'm depending on you to get the word and the forms out to them. If you think they're wonderful in bed for whatever reason, please ask them to contact us. And by the way, this second production is for black and white men who love black men."

The room was seized with whispered conversations and nodding heads as men across the room agreed with their friends that they knew just the man to get involved in the new film. Even James and Will immediately suggested the coaches to Dave and I. We'd been thinking the same thing.

"Gentlemen, we have all afternoon," Brad continued. "Please fill out the forms now. Pencils and pens are here for your convenience. Or, take them home if you wish. The production company enjoys the write off," Brad added to laughter. "I want at least five minutes with each of you to help me get to know you and clarify any information on the questionnaire. To help me remember who you are, we'll be taking a Polaroid picture of each applicant. If that's a problem, let me know. And I'm buying the first round of drinks!"

A whoop of appreciation rolled over the room as we all rushed to the bar for our drinks and forms. The bartenders were busy for several minutes filling orders. Most of the men ordered sodas or juice. Too early in the day for the majority of us to be drinking the hard stuff.

Additional tables and chairs had been brought out for the applicants. Many went to the bars to fill out their forms (and to look over the members of the production company). Brad was besieged by several "wannabe" porn stars. He was gracious to all, but told them to fill out the forms first; then, he'd be happy to talk to each of them.

The questionnaire was two pages long. It asked for the usual information like name and address, height and weight. It also asked for the more unusual items like "stage name, if you've thought of one" or a box to check if you preferred not to have any name listed in the credits. Considering the nature of the film, the obligatory questions about dick size, preference for top or bottom, cum volume and nature (creamy or runny), ejaculated distance (dribbler or shooter), favorite positions, rimming (to you and to others), pierced body parts, special skills like sucking yourself off or your partner as you fucked them, did you enjoy drinking cum, and the list went on.

James and Will had been spotted by Brad early. He got rid of the "wannabes" and moved toward the football players. "Hi, I'm Brad," he introduced himself again. "I'm hoping you guys are here for more than cruising."

Dave quickly stepped in and introduced them, again, in case Brad didn't remember them from the football sex session. Brad was charming and specifically noticed they were both bottoms. "I like that," he smiled at both big men. "You ever wanted to be in a porno film before, James?"

"Never gave it any thought."

"And you, Will?"

"Not in a porno film, but with you many times," he revealed. "Only in my fantasies, though." He sighed.

"Am I going to get either or both of you in this production?" Brad asked. Both men declined. "Oh. Pity," Brad said crestfallen. "I was hoping to get to know both of you much better."

"That can still happen," Will indicated with a big grin. "We're both interested in the other production, you know. See?" he indicated by pointing to the space reserved for the later production.

"I was beginning to wonder why you were here," Brad resumed. "But, filling out the forms is a sure indicator of your interest."

"And I think we have a few others who'd be interested in it, too. Right, Dave?" James said.

"Yeah. I know they'd be interested, but I still don't know how you're going to get this to be the anonymous film that you think you can produce. You've already met them in a more personal way."

"The coaches?" asked Brad with a memory-laden smile.

"You already know about them?" James asked incredulously. Brad smiled and nodded.

"Oh, yes. And I'm still trying to talk them into doing this other production. They're almost as hard a sell as Dave and Mike are."

"And we'll stay a hard sell until you can convince us you can keep us anonymous," Dave retorted sternly. "However, a number of these men here have me weakening," he added with a sly grin.

"I told you I would, and I will," the porn star declared. "You can count on it!" Brad turned on his heel and walked behind the bar. His co-stars had collected several questionnaires and were working on interviews.

We looked around the room again as more men drifted into the bar. The bartender, George, would be a likely candidate to be in both porno films. He was good looking, had a big dick, and a good body, but was a top. Well, Brad had said that tops needn't worry. He had space for them as well.

Dave had drifted off and was talking to Tony (the former inmate). I walked over to them and heard Dave congratulate Tony on his relationship with John. Evidently, we were right in our supposition about their feelings for each other. John had settled down and wasn't doing everyone in the city, that Tony knew about, anyway.

Cousin Roger and Esteban were there also, along with several other black men I'd known over the years. Brad was going to have a hard time deciding among all these hot, hung men whom he would be including in his newest production. I was glad the decision was his and not mine.

Steve (Brad's new lover) came over. "Brad's got a real hot bunch of men to choose from. I know a few of them, and I wouldn't know whom to choose to include."

"I was just thinking the same thing, Steve," I added. "Are you providing 'technical' assistance to help him out?"

"I'll let him know what I think if he asks me."

"Well, let him know that I know some of these guys, too. I'll add my ten cents worth if he needs help."

Steve said he would. Dave and I made our way over to the front bar and told Brad we'd see him later and wished him well in his "talent" hunt. We knew Brad already had all the information he needed on us, so we left the bar and hit the gym.

Hungry Teenagers

After a workout, we returned home late in the afternoon. Dave was pulling clothes from the dryer when the phone rang. It was Jeff, Steve's son.

"Hey, Jeff," Dave answered, "what's up?"

"I was hoping that it would be your dick up my asshole," Jeff cooed getting right to the point of his phone call. "You and Mike have plans for the evening? Jim and I would like to get to know both of you better."

"Let me check with Mike first." Dave opened the back door and asked if I'd like to be entertained by Steve's sons for the evening. Looking up from cleaning the deck furniture, I nodded and smile.

"You bet your sweet ass I would. And theirs as well!"

Dave answered Jeff's question in the affirmative and asked when they should expect us. He said that Jim was at the gym, but would be home soon. He suggested that we could start fucking right after that. "And Dave," he added, "I want your cock up my butt all the way. Fuck me, Daddy!"

"I'm sure we can figure out something to keep your asshole happy," Dave allowed.

I finished my task on the deck and asked Dave when we were expected. He replied that we should be there at any hour this evening. Jeff wanted it really bad, but was waiting for Jim to return from the gym. But, he wanted both of us to come over as soon as possible.

It was about half an hour later when we rang the doorbell. Jeff answered it. He was wearing nothing more than a hard-on. His slim, muscular body was unclad.

"Come in!" Jeff drooled. "You guys sure look good!"

"Thanks," we both said. Dave was wearing one of his cutoffs which hid absolutely nothing. With one look at Jeff's naked body, Dave's black python descended through the opening of the right leg, looking for prey. Jeff's toned body moved aside for us to enter. His cock swayed and began lifting toward full expansion as Dave's dick grew.

"Jim home yet?" I asked Jeff's perfect ass as it swayed into the kitchen to pour us a couple of drinks. My own cutoffs were badly frayed and showed off my lengthening butt slammer.

"Uh, well, no," Jeff replied. "Jim's not called yet, but I expect him any moment. However, we don't need to let that stop us now, do we? I'm sure he won't mind if we start without him. I'm sure he can catch up."

"Sure!" Dave agreed.

I eyed his gorgeous ass, thinking of how great it was going to feel wrapped around my thick prick. "Lead the way, Jeff. I love looking at your ass," I smiled.

Jeff moved up the stairway, swaying his pretty tail in our faces. Dave's hand reached out and ran over the right cheek, then the left. "Nice. Very nice!" Dave cooed.

"Glad we could make it over," I said to Jeff's beautiful butt. "Hope you're ready for some fun."

"I sure am," Jeff said turning to stare at our hardening dicks. (Dave and I had shed our cutoffs on the stairs.)

Jeff moved onto the bed and was in doggie-style position before anyone could suggest who was going to do what to whom. Jeff grabbed for Dave's black monster and pointed at as his asshole.

"Fuck me, Daddy!" Jeff whispered. "I want all your dick up my hole!" he added bending over completely with his chest on the bed and his ass high in the air. "All of it!"

Dave and I smiled knowingly to each other. Steve's son was hot for "daddy" dick and wasn't being coy about it.

"Mike," Jeff smiled. "I want you under me so I can suck on your big dick while Dave hammers my asshole." With Jeff clearly stating what he wanted and knowing that I'd get to ride his tail soon enough, I complied. I moved into a 69 with the randy teenager and gulped down a drooling, thick 8 1/2" cock. It was hard as steel and his balls were pulled up tight against the base. Without some control, he'd cum within the next minute.

"Fuck me, Daddy!" Jeff begged Dave. "Fuck me HARD!" With those instructions, he dove for my enlarged cock, swallowing it completely. This teenager was hot for cock and very accomplished. He'd sucked big dicks before!

I moved my face under his crotch and watched as Dave's condomed black adder pressed into Jeff's willing asshole. My tongue raced along the crown of Jeff's thick member sucking it closer to the back of my throat. With a final lunge, Dave's rammer hit bottom and Jeff started to unload his ball honey into my mouth.

"Ah, FUCK! I knew this would happen! Fuck ME!" Jeff bellowed. His jerking, spitting tool sprayed the inside of my mouth with his juices. It was sweet and plentiful, just as I remembered teenager cum being.

"Jeez, Jeff," Dave apologized as he withdrew his horsecock. "I didn't mean to make you cum so quickly."

"Don't take it out. I can take it! Fuck me some more. I can cum a couple more times. Just FUCK ME!" he pleaded.

Dave smiled down at me as I gulped down the last drops of cum oozing from Jeff's spent dick. Dave's mantool moved again to plow Jeff's depths. He was going to enjoy a hot ride in this teenager's hole! And I was looking to suck out more of his ball juice.

As Jeff went down on me again, a car drove up. The front door opened and Jim called out.

"Up here, Jim," Jeff answered after releasing my engorged fuckpole. "I'm only one climax ahead of you."

Jim strolled through the bedroom door stripping off the last of his clothing. "Fuck! This is hot!" he exclaimed. "I gotta get me some of this." The bed groaned as his 6'5" frame moved onto the bed next to me. He pushed his brother's head out of the way and impaled his throat with my hard 9" pipe.

He moved me away from Jeff to get me to concentrate on him. His granite asscheeks grazed my nose, then settled gently onto my face. He made sure that his butthole was squarely over my tongue. He loved getting his butt reamed as much as I did. Releasing my fleshy lance from its oral prison, his tongue plunged directly to my asshole, lapping and moaning as he drilled me.

Jim's beautiful body was sitting on my face as he raised my ass off the bed and speared my hole with his tongue again. "Um," he repeatedly moaned. With each moan, he'd wiggle his hole harder against my mouth. Without warning, he rolled me over and hoisted me above his rippling, muscled body. As if lifting a flower, he moved my hips to be over his mouth and speared himself with my cock in his suctioning mouth. He bench-pressed me several times this way as I "push upped" my mouth around his stiff log.

"This is too good," he finally breathed. "I've gotta have cock up my ass! Fuck me, Big Man!"

He rolled on to his back and handed me a lubed condom. Without more lubrication, my stiff pecker raced into his hole. In only three stokes, Jim was cumming! I lunged for his jerking prick in time to miss only the first squirt of teenage cum. The only warning I had was his ragged breathing. He hadn't even been beating off when he came!

"Keep fucking me," he pled. "Gotta have more prick up my asshole. Keep fucking!!" Only too happy to help out and get my rocks off in his tight hole, I started to pound his eager ass. I wasn't going to try too hard to get off. I wanted to enjoy this and get him to cum again.

At that moment, Dave was slamming hard into Jeff. "I wanna drink your cum, Daddy! Please pull out before you cum so I can!" Dave wanted to badly to cum in that tight, teenage butt, but complied with his benefactor's wishes. Jeff spun around when Dave pulled out, ripped off the condom, and gulped down Dave's thick, long butt wrecker. Jeff gagged as he tried to take too much of it, but recovered swiftly as Dave howled out his climax. Jeff's cock spewed forth its load splattering across Dave's legs as he bucked into Jeff's mouth.

"SHIT!" Dave shouted. "Take my fucking cum, Boy!" Jeff greedily obeyed, slurping and lapping at the fountain of male seed Dave was shooting into his mouth.

That was more than I could handle. With one warning whoop, I jetted my load into Jim's hard ass and collapsed on to him. I fucked him hard and fast as my climax overwhelmed me. The deep penetrations coming at a rapid pace pushed Jim over for the second time. He sprayed his tight, muscled stomach with his hot cum.

After resting about an hour, the boys wanted to do it again, but with Dave and I trading partners. They again came twice while we were fucking them. Teenagers have such wonderful recovery powers!

Jim told us about the guy he'd met at a teen bodybuilding competition. He was fucking with him as well as the guy's dad, who was stopping over at the house a couple of times a week on his way to work. Jim's hot asshole was plugged repeatedly by this "daddy". He'd even had both of them in a three way. "Hottest fucking time I've ever had," Jim grinned.

The In-Law's Visit

Monday evening, Brad called from his new home with Steve to tell us that he'd had 30 guys sign up for the first production with another 20 interested in the second one. That was a total of 50 men for the anonymous video. He wasn't sure what kind of plot it would have that could include that many men, but he'd come up with something. Brad also indicated that almost every man he talked to would be an asset to the movie he was making. It would be very difficult to narrow it down to ten for this film. We told him we were sure that he and his co-stars were "up" to it.

As the days passed, Dave got more nervous about his brother's visit. Finally, Thursday evening arrived, and we drove to the airport to pick up Duane and Carol. They were a handsome couple. Duane was clearly Dave's brother and Carol was beautiful. The awkwardness that I expected quickly evaporated when Dave and Duane hugged. They were genuinely delighted to see each other.

I was introduced, getting a big hug from Carol and a warm handshake from Duane. If they knew about the relationship between Dave and I, they didn't let on or didn't care.

We drove to the house with light-hearted conversation about the "joys" of flying and airports. Dave retrieved their suitcases from the trunk as I opened the front door to the house. Inside, Carol and Duane were shown their room and a general tour of the house. Hopefully, they wouldn't get too lost.

As the "in-laws" had dinner on the plane, I offered them a light snack and wine. They turned down the food, but accepted the wine. Duane was warm, but a little reserved toward me. Carol, on the other hand, was vibrant. We immediately formed a close, friendly bond.

After an hour of conversation, Dave and Duane needed to talk alone for a while. I knew what it was about, and my concern was written in capital letters on my face. Dave patted me on the shoulder to give me some assurance of his understanding. It helped some, but not enough. I watched them until the pocket doors of the den closed behind them.

"Well," Carol said, "looks like it's just you and me, Mike."

"Yeah," I said brightening and trying not to be so gloomy in front of our guest.

"How long have you lived here, Mike?"

"About five years."

"And you and Dave?"

"Oh, a few months."

"How did you meet and decide to live together?"

"Well, uh, you see," I stammered, "we first started talking to each other several months ago at the health club. We had similar schedules and workout routines. It seemed only natural to be training partners. As it turned out, we had a lot more in common than that. And, when Kay and he split, I offered him a place to crash for a few days. We got along so well that we decided living together was good for both of us."

"How long have you known you're gay, Mike?"

What a thunderbolt that was! I sat up and squirmed, avoiding her gaze.

"Sorry," she said, "I could have been a little more delicate with that question."

"No, no. It was just so unexpected. Well, to tell you the truth, it's hard to remember when I wasn't."

"You mean, even when you were a kid?"

"As a kid, you don't think in sexual terms until you find out what sex is about. But, I was always finding myself enjoying the company of men and other boys. It was more than friends, but I didn't know what it was. It just was."

"And Dave?"

"I'm not sure I'm the one who should discuss Dave's private life."

"You are lovers, aren't you?"

Again, I was stunned. "Damn, Carol, you are direct!"

She smiled. "Well, are you?"

"Uh, well, uh, I guess we are."

"You guess you are?" she smiled.

"Well, uh, we are. I don't mean to avoid the question. It's just that I still have a problem with the word 'lover' when it includes me, and I don't like to air Dave's laundry without him being there to defend or deflect the question."

"I see," Carol paused thoughtfully. "Well, I could tell right away. Duane's as thick as a post about this kind of stuff. I doubt if he's even thought about it. You see, I have an uncle whose been with the same man for better than ten years. It's pretty easy to see how much they love each other. The same energy comes from you and Dave when you talk or look at each other."

"They sure are taking their time," I said trying to change the subject.

"Well, they have a lot of important stuff to talk about."

"Yeah, I suppose," I allowed letting the conversation trail off. "You know, Carol, Dave and I discuss everything, so I, uh, understand why you and Duane are here."

It was her turn to be stunned. "I guess it's only fair. After all, you'd be like the spouse of any other brother Duane has and should be consulted. I understand that, but I'm not sure how to tell Duane about it. Maybe Dave will. They're pretty close, you know."

"Well, as the 'spouse', I'm not sure what to think." I paused looking for cues from Carol. None were obvious. "You see, Carol, Dave is my partner in lots of things including the sexual side. It's not like he hasn't been with other men."

Carol looked startled. I guess she didn't think of Dave as a man who would have sex with men other than me. "I see," she said, not really seeing.

"And what really concerns me (can we be totally frank, here?)" I asked her. I got a wary nod. "You see, Carol, I know I can compete with other men, but I wouldn't know where to start competing with a stunningly handsome woman like you."

Carol smiled, almost relieved. "You don't have a thing to worry about. I'm only looking to have children, not get a new husband. He's safe with me. Besides, it isn't like Dave and I have never screwed before! Oh, pardon my vernacular."

I was nonplussed this time. I didn't know what to say. My mouth hung open in disbelief. Dave and Carol had fucked before? Well, Dave had mentioned it without details. Was she trying to get him back through this ruse of trying to make a baby with him?

"Uh, Mike, you okay?"

"Yeah!" I said snapping out of my stupor. "I'm speechless," I added with a frozen smile. Then, I decided to play dumb and get the details. "When did all that happen?"

"Oh, Lord, years ago. We were all about twenty or so. Dave and Duane were practically inseparable. I met Duane and he introduced me to his big brother. Lord, can we talk BIG! Is he still hung like a horse?"

I smiled sheepishly. She knew our secret and one of the many reasons I liked him.

"Yeah, I guess he still would be. Too big for me," she added. "You able to satisfy that thing?"

I blushed crimson and smiled again.

"Uh huh. Boys and girls are built differently," she sighed. "Well, Sugar, you got nothin' to worry about. I married his younger brother for lots of reasons that have nothing to do with sexual abilities. Don't get me wrong, here. I love sex! They're both great in bed. But, Duane and I have something going that Dave and I never did. It was purely physical with Dave and I. About the time Duane and I got serious, Dave met Kay. And as much as Duane enjoyed the three-ways we had, it wasn't the same as when it was just the two of us. Duane and I love each other. That's one of the reasons we're doing this with his brother."

"If I may be so bold," I asked slowly, "is this Duane's idea or yours?"

"Well, I'd have to say it was Duane's. He really loves kids and would love to have some of his own. He's shootin' blanks (well, it's a low sperm count which amounts to the same thing) and knows how much I'd love to have children by him. It was really his idea to get Dave involved in this. The genetics are from the same family tree. And it makes a certain amount of sense. But, I dragged my feet on it for a couple of reasons."

"And those were?" I encouraged her to reveal them when she stopped.

"Well, one we've already talked about. Dave's awfully damned big. But, the most important reason was that I felt like I was cheating on my husband."

"Have you considered artificial insemination?"

"Considered and discarded. The expense is too great and so is the distance. Duane finally persuaded me. After all, I'm the one whose going to be unfaithful, not him. If he doesn't have a problem with that, I suppose I don't either. Believe me, Mike, we've plowed this ground many times in the last couple of years. We didn't know how Kay would think about it, so the question never really got seriously asked. But, when we found out they were getting a divorce, reality struck. However, you've complicated the question, again." She smiled gauging my reaction. "And I mean that in the best possible way, Mike," she hastily added. "I'd never ask you to allow this if you didn't think it was okay. Especially now that I've confirmed what I suspected when his parents phoned with the news about Dave and Kay, and the sleeping arrangements that you and Dave share."

"Carol, you're the most understanding, caring woman I know," I smiled at her. I stood up and walked over to her chair. Bending over, I gave her a big hug and a chaste kiss. "Duane is one of the luckiest men alive."

"Thanks, Mike," she said with moist eyes.

"You know, Carol, if I really think about it, this isn't much different from sharing Dave with other friends of ours. About the only differences will be gender, screwing without a condom, and the likelihood of a baby resulting."

She smiled through her tears of joy. "Duane will be so pleased. Did you say you screw with condoms?"

"Just with other men. Dave and I don't use them when it's only us. Oh, I shouldn't be so revealing, here."

"Doesn't bother me. And it makes me feel better about the slim chance of disease transmission. You gotta be careful in this day of the big A. I have to assume that you are negative or you wouldn't be screwing with Dave without a condom?"

"Yep." I paused. "Did you and Duane discuss the legal ramifications of all this?"

"Endlessly! He's offering Dave a written agreement that he won't be liable in any way for a resulting child. And to make the chances better for that working, he's also said that he wants to make love to me right after Dave does so there'd be a mixing of sperm. A baby could result from either potential father. Sorta like old times again with those three ways," Carol added giggling.

I smiled wanly at her. Didn't seem fair that I'd be downstairs or in another room while my lover was getting it on with a woman and his own brother. And from what Dave had told me, I had my doubts about his brother not enjoying more of Dave than Carol would.

Carol picked up on my change in mood and read me as quickly as Dave did. "Hardly seems fair that we'll be doing the deed without you being part of it. If there were a way, I'd suggest it. But, what would you do other than feel like a spare wheel?"

I grinned and blushed. "I'm not sure you're ready for all the gory details, but I know I could have a very good time with the three of you and Dave would still be my sexual partner during the 'deed'," I volunteered.

"Really? Dave would let you, uh, well...," she trailed off.

"Oh, yes! He loves it! As do I when I'm on the receiving end of all that meat!" I'd gotten carried away. I shouldn't have been so graphic. I immediately regretted the faux pas. "Sorry," I rapidly apologized.

Carol only smiled at my slip. Her mind was turning over as to how this was going to work. She'd probably never seen two men getting it on. Perhaps, it was intriguing her. "Well, I think it's only right that you be included, although I'm still not sure how," she slowly remarked. "Of course, Duane will have to agree, too."

"Dave and I have already sorta discussed this. Assuming he agrees, he'll make some move to mollify my feelings on this. I haven't been this direct with him as to how to include me. But, I don't think he'd reject the notion. Duane on the other hand is a problem."

"Duane wants a child so badly by his big brother, I truthfully think he'd agree to nearly anything. But, admittedly, this is a big step."

Carol and I conversed more on the potentials and possibilities. She also revealed that this was her most fertile period during this weekend. That was the main reason for selecting this time for their visit.

"They've been in there a long time," Carol finally said wistfully. "Maybe we should suggest a break for refreshments and a short conference with the respective spouses. That may break the logjam in their negotiations." She grinned and winked at me conspiratorially. "You and I, Mike, seem to have it all worked out. It's possible they're trying to second-guess how we'll feel about all this."

"Agreed," I pronounced, rising from my chair and walking over toward the den. "How about if you pull the cheesecake from the fridge and the topping? I'll roust the bro's." I rapped on the door and slid one of them aside. "We think you could use a break. Five minutes?"

Dave and Duane looked up and smiled. "Yeah, we could," Dave agreed.

"You and Carol getting on fine?" Duane asked as he headed for the kitchen.

"Oh, yes. We've got all the world's problems solved," I winked at him. Duane just looked perplexed.

We all sat at the kitchen table and spooned down the cheesecake and fresh blackberry topping. It was delicious and the perfect snack for their break. When we'd all finished, I cleared the table. There hadn't been much chance for private conversation. However, Duane gave us the opening when he inquired again for directions to the nearest bathroom. Dave gave him directions to the one on the main floor, and Dave bounded up the staircase to the one in the master bedroom to relieve himself as well. Carol winked at me as she stationed herself outside the bathroom that Duane occupied.

Taking my cue, I walked upstairs, giving Dave time to drain his bladder, but not enough time to return. As I walked into our bedroom, the toilet flushed and the door opened.

"Dave, Carol's talking to Duane and I think we need to talk, too, before you go back to the den."

"Sure, Mike," he said sitting on the bed next to me. "And don't worry. I haven't agreed to a thing."

"Dave," I said taking his meaty hand in mine. "I love you. You know that." He nodded and smile. We kissed. "Carol and I've talked about what Duane and Carol want to do. They've been talking about it for several years. When they understood that you and Kay were getting a divorce, they knew the time was right to make their move." Dave nodded again. Evidently, all this had been explained by Duane. "But, Carol knows about us and the nature of our relationship."

Dave blanched, then smiled. "Never could hide anything from her."

"She's very understanding and doesn't want to get in the middle of our relationship, Dave. But, I want you to understand, my love, that this decision is yours now. I'm not a stumbling block. Carol and I worked out our comfort level. She agrees that if Duane is going to be part of the 'deed', then I should be, too."

"Really!?"

"Uh huh. She said it should be a four way, but she didn't know how to tell Duane about it or even convince him. That's why we're having these independent conversations with our spouses."

"Ah, I see. Well, Duane's told me more about this than you think. He knows the score, too, and wants to fuck with us. He's made it very clear that he's especially hot for you, Mike!"

"What!?"

"Oh, yeah! He wants to get into your pants big time."

"Who spilled the beans? Carol just figured it out by watching us. Did Duane, too?"

"He knows we're lovers. Donnie told him."

"Well, roll me over and fuck me blue!" I muttered. "How does he propose to keep this little secret away from Carol?"

"He said Carol would be visiting her sister on Saturday afternoon. That's when he wants to fuck with us."

"Oh, yeah?" I said thoughtfully. "Looks like we aren't going to have a problem with the four-way Carol's talking about then, will we?"

"I don't see how he could. He told me how much he wanted to suck my dick and get cum down his throat. He said he wanted to do the same as we did before. He'd work on her clitoris until I entered her and then he'd lick her entrance and the underside of my dick and balls. After I cum, he wants me to leave it in to get all the cum out. He still remembers that I drain a lot after climax. Then, when it falls out, he wants to be sure to lick it off and strip out any cum that's left."

"Shit! How's he going to do that with his wife right there?"

"Fuck if I know!" Dave laughed. "He may reconsider when we're doing it with Carol. But, he was really hot for me while we were in the Den. He wanted to do it right there. I told him the chances of getting caught were too great. That was about the time you invited us out for cheesecake. I think he got the message."

"Well, what do we do now?" I asked smiling. I was thinking about Duane's cute ass and Donnie's description of his delicious dick. I sure hoped Dave had heard Duane right about screwing with me! That tight, little ass and big dick were irresistible.

"Back to the den, I guess, and close the deal."

"I'll let Carol in on some of this, but not the stuff that has me most interested!"

"Be careful. Carol reads a lot into what you don't say. You shouldn't be too cheerful. She'll think something else is going on besides the 'baby' discussion."

We walked back downstairs to find Carol and Duane in conversation. Carol looked up, smiled, and winked at me. Duane turned and smiled, first at Dave and then more brightly at me. This was going to be easier than I'd expected. Carol seemed to have made her point with her husband. But, I read more into his smile than I did into hers.

Dave suggested that he and his brother resume their discussion in the den. Carol and I agreed with conspiratorial smiles. As soon as the pocket doors were closed, Carol spilled over with enthusiasm.

"I can't believe how swiftly Duane came around," Carol fairly beamed. "He gave me some initial resistance when I mentioned that you were part of the bargain, Mike." My smile faded, playing my part.

"But," she continued, "that evaporated when I asked him if he would have dropped Kay from the discussion if Dave were still married to her. He told me that he knew about you and Dave from Donnie, so it wasn't such a stretch for him to consider you Dave's partner. He can be very liberated when he puts his mind to it."

"That's wonderful news, Carol," I said hugging her. "And Dave is all for the idea after I told him of our conversation. He wasn't sure how you truly felt about a surrogate biological father. He's ready for it now, especially if I'm part of the action. Now, it seems to be ironing out the details as to when, where, and how with Duane. What do you think, Carol?"

"Well, I'm fertile now, so the sooner the better."

"How about frequency? More than once this weekend would insure a better chance of success."

"I know. Duane and I talked about three or four times if Dave is up to it," she giggled at her double entendre.

"He'll be up to it," I snorted laughing. "I've often complained (but only in jest) that Dave has no 'off' switch. He's insatiable. And I love it!"

"Duane's a lot the same way. He sure loves sex."

Duane, Dave, Mike, and Carol

Like a bad play on a movie title, the "breeding" foursome quickly concluded the negotiations. Dave and Duane decided that we'd start the action this evening. Carol would be on the bed doggie style (one of her favorites) with Duane beneath her preparing her for his brother's entry into her. Dave would enter her vagina from the rear and I'd mount Dave from the rear. After Dave climaxed, he'd pull out and Duane would take Dave's place and mix his climax results with Dave's.

I testified to the fact that Dave came a lot and the amount that was lost in his "oozing" stage wouldn't be very much compared to the entire volume. The same process would be repeated every night until they left. Hopefully, that would be enough times at the height of her cycle and enough "baby-making solution" to create the desired results.

At some point during our private discussion, Carol asked me if Dave were potent enough to make a baby. After all, he and Kay had been married for several years and there had been no babies resulting from that union. I recalled a conversation early in our relationship when Dave told me that he and Kay had seen a specialist about infertility. The doctor said the problem was Kay's. It could be fixed with surgery, but success wasn't certain. Soon afterwards, Dave and Kay split.

Dave and I had arranged to have Friday off, but that only prolonged our nervousness. When were we going to bed? When would the fucking start? In which bedroom? In the living room? By eleven o'clock, the lapses in conversation were almost painful.

Finally, Duane got right to the point. "We're all dancing around the issue. Let's go to bed, now. We'll use the guest bedroom you've set up for us, Dave. Carol and I will leave the door open and the light off. Join us within five minutes and we'll just do it!"

As one, we breathed a sigh of relief. It had been said. No discussion was necessary, but the nervousness (maybe shyness) was still present. Perhaps, after we had gotten into it, this too would pass. Carol and Duane went upstairs first. Dave and I turned off the lights and locked the outside doors.

Undressing in our bedroom, we talked in whispers. "You sure you want to go through with this?" Dave asked me.

"I want what you want, Dave. I'm not threatened by it, if that's what you mean."

"Well, I still feel kinda funny about it," he mused.

"You wanna call it off then?"

"No." He paused. "I just think it's kinda weird. That, and I'm worried I won't be able to 'perform'."

"You'll do fine. I'll be there to 'inspire' you. If you think you're starting to falter, let me know. I'll shove my dick up your asshole. That'll getcha hard!"

"Fucker!" he smiled.

"Thanks. I plan on proving that for several nights in a row." I sank to my knees and engulfed his prick in my mouth. With my tongue rolling it around, his horse cock started to lengthen. In less than a minute, Dave was fully erect and leaking precum. It was a struggle not to suck him off right there. I pulled away and stood up. "Showtime!" I whispered as I kissed him and squeezed the head of his rod. He moaned hotly in my ear.

A creaking floorboard announced our arrival at the guest bedroom door.

From the street light outside, the room was only dimly lit. We could see that two people were on the bed in a 69 position. One was obviously licking the other's private parts with considerable noise from both parties.

Dave bent over at the edge of the bed and watched Duane lick the opening to Carol's love tunnel. I pushed Dave's ass globes apart and speared his fuck hole with my tongue. One of my hands moved to squeeze his dick while the other massaged his balls. There was little need for either motion. Dave's cock was like black steel. He was ready for heavy fucking.

The head of his cock was thick and inflamed with passion. Bigger than the shaft, it pulsed with each heartbeat. Drops of precum formed and reached like a spider's silk toward the floor. Duane reached for his brother's hard cock and guided it to Carol's orifice. As Dave's fuck pole neared it's target, Duane removed his tongue from Carol's pussy and licked once at Dave's dripping bull dick. Dave sighed as his brother's lips closed over the thick head and several inches of the shaft.

Carol's mouth was moving up and down on Duane's hot shaft. Although she wasn't getting all of it in, she'd obviously sucked his dick before. Despite the gloom, I gauged Duane's cock to be about 9" long and about as thick as mine, too. Again, I hoped that Dave was right about Duane wanting to fuck with me. His dick looked great, and watching his round ass ascend the steps earlier made my cock jerk!

Duane alternated between his brother's cock and Carol's cunt, spending more time with Carol, but enjoying Dave more (from the timbre of his moans). He reached through Dave's legs and groped for my dick. His hand moved up my right leg and found my balls and then the hard cock. He sure liked what he found. His hand moved from the base to the thick head with searching, happy fingers. His aim was true and careful. He moaned with appreciation as he felt along the length and thickness of my dick again. With expert stroking, Duane would have me ready to cum before I could get near Dave's hot asshole. I backed away quickly before it was too late.

Duane swiped at Carol's labia once more with his tongue and guided Dave's hot cock to the target. Dave's slick cockhead slipped silently into the entrance. His cockhead was clearly bigger than the shaft (which was very thick). As it attempted to penetrated the narrow passage, Carol groaned with pleasure. Dave stopped the penetration as he felt his cockhead disappear into her. Carol wiggled her ass at Dave, signaling her willingness to take more of him. The fat cockhead plowed ahead with the thick shaft eagerly following.

She hadn't protested at all. On the contrary, she was loving it. It wasn't the thickness she'd complained about. It had to be the length. My conclusion fit in with the rest of the experiences other big-dicked men had told me about. Length is the problem, not the thickness.

Duane resumed his lingual stimulation of Carol's pussy, but Dave was clearly in control of the clitoris now. His dickhead and a couple inches of shaft moved in and out several times with increasing speed. Carol was squealing with glee!

Duane left Carol for Dave to pleasure and began pleasuring Dave. He licked the underside of Dave's shaft clear back to the balls. Again and again, Duane's tongue and lips slithered along the thick horse cock of his brother. With one hand, he was massaging Dave's balls. With the other, he was caressing one of his wife's breasts.

From the thickness and color of Dave's cockhead, I knew this would be a quick ride. I stood and applied lube to Dave's spit- filled butthole. Duane's hand discovered the addition of the lube from its marauding forays at Dave's balls. As my dickhead pressed against Dave's hole, I felt Duane's fingers help open Dave's channel. When my shaft began entering, Duane changed to lubing my shaft with accumulated grease. He changed from massaging Dave's balls to alternating between jerking my prick shaft and fingering Dave's nuts.

Dave sank deeper into Carol. Both of them sighed. He began a rhythm that would stimulate both of them. Although I couldn't tell how deeply Dave was going, I knew it would be about 8 or 9 inches. More than that might trigger a painful response from Carol. His cadence was evidently not fast enough for Duane. He pulled Dave into Carol with more insistence to increase the speed. As Duane massaged both of our ball sacks, I could feel Dave's asshole tighten as his climax began to build.

My pubic hair touched Dave's ass, and Duane's fingers immediately began working over my nuts instead of the shaft, too. Duane was trying to get both of us to cum. If he couldn't get Dave to cum by massaging his balls while Dave screwed his wife, he'd get me to cum as I pounded Dave's asshole. From my perspective, it was working wonderfully. I was about ready to shoot.

Carol's moans increased. She was really getting into this. Her mouth was over her husband's cock as she tried to give Duane a blow job. Duane's oral stimulation of her labia had gotten her hot for Dave's cock, but the actual penetration in this position had hit every button she had. Her blowjob was becoming clumsy as she concentrated on the delicious feelings washing over her body. But for Duane, that was good. With the stimulation he was getting from feeling up Dave and I, he would have blown his load in Carol's face instead of in her twat.

Her climax built slowly, then hit a plateau of ecstasy with each faster thrust of Dave's thick monster. Every penetration that rumbled over her stiff clitoris bud made Carol tremble. Dave's thick cockhead was filling her delightfully and sending shivers through her overheated body each time it struck her joy button.

Duane's manipulations of my nuts were working too well. I was hitting the magic point and there was no turning back. Dave's breathing was labored, his bucking motion back into me, more insistent. With one mighty shove back into my crotch from Dave's ass, my cum dam broke and I began unloading one hot squirt after another into my favorite cum bank. Dave's broke at almost the same time as his asshole clamped down on my dick. He pulled me forward as he speared one final time into Carol and began to shoot his semen into her grasping, quivering cunt.

Carol screamed out her climax as Dave buried his prick rapidly and repeatedly. Each new sperm launch was greeted with more grunts of pleasure from Dave, Carol and I. Duane licked at the point of contact where Dave's racing cock and Carol's climaxing slit pulsed.

Dave's pistoning dick slowed as my balls finally emptied and I pulled out of his asshole. He continued to work his jerking dick in and out. Carol's climax was still peaking and Dave wanted her to have maximum enjoyment from his rapid penetrations. With the last waves of his climax subsiding, Dave leaned over Carol's back and grasped her breasts. He massaged them tenderly as he continued fucking her. Her moans and gasps of pleasure coincided with her shuddering body. For several more seconds, Dave stimulated her clitoris with his big cockhead and thick shaft.

Her climax began to subside. Her quivering, pleasure-racked body glowed with sexual joy. A satisfied groan escaped her lips when she finally relaxed her tense oral grip on her husband's dong and vaginal vise on Dave's monster meat. Dave pulled away from her, allowing his dick to slip out, but continued stimulating her nipples. Her pleasure began to rise again at the continued manipulation of her tits. She went down again on Duane. He sighed with unhidden pleasure.

Dave's dick was still at least 9" long and almost as stiff as his usual hard-on. Duane eagerly pulled it into his mouth and sucked off all the pussy juice on it and several drops of spent cum. Without missing a beat, he ejected Dave's cock and quickly darted his tongue into Carol's slit, lapping at the cum and vaginal juices at her entrance. Carol stiffened at the rapid invasion, but just as quickly relaxed as her sexual joy mounted again.

I reached beneath Dave and felt his balls sink back into their sack. His cock shaft was still very thick, but losing its stiffness. It had popped out of Duane's mouth, but didn't drop it's elevation by very much.

Duane continued to orally please Carol. His tongue darted farther into the recently fucked hole. He was rewarded with more fluids. Although, he wasn't sure if it were Carol's or Dave's, I believed that he hoped it was Dave's cum.

Dave's prick bobbed in Duane's eyes as it began to lose more of it's stiffness and fall toward the bed. Duane again pulled Dave's prick closer to his wife's opening and tongued both. I milked Dave's balls and stripped his urethra downward toward Duane's eager lips. Duane smiled as Dave's cum seeped into Duane's mouth.

Satisfied that he'd stayed at Dave's black stallion cock drinking cum from the spigot as long as he dared, Duane applied more lip and tongue action to Carol's pussy again. As she moaned in appreciation, Dave and I moved quietly back to our room. As we pulled their door shut, we saw Duane move behind Carol and mount her in the same position his brother had just enjoyed.

"Fuck! She's good!" Dave whispered as we headed for the shower.

"She'd better not be THAT good!" I countered.

"Not to worry, my darling. She's not hung right to satisfy me. Nor is she tight enough. By the time I was cumming, she'd gotten pretty loose."

"Well..." I stammered.

"A little jealous, are we?" Dave asked as he tested the water temperature.

"I already told you," I nearly snarled at him. "I can't compete with a woman. That pushes all my insecurity buttons."

"I'm sorry, Mike. I shouldn't have been so careless. I didn't mean it quite the way I said it. She's good, but for a woman. You're sensational. Big difference. Besides, I probably couldn't have done it without you in my tail. I thought I was going to lose my hard-on before you started fucking me. But, when you started, it all worked again."

"Okay, okay" I acknowledged joining him in the shower. "I know the problem's mine, and I've got a few nights more to deal with. I'd just prefer not to hear you extol her sexual prowess. And anyway, you didn't say a thing about what I did for you!"

"Guess I took for granted the great sex you always are, Mike. I shouldn't have, and I'm sorry," he added contritely with a kiss and one of his special toothy grins.

"Better late than never, I suppose," I smiled at him. I couldn't resist one of his dazzlers. "This has been quite the experience."

"You want to change the arrangement and tell them we can't go through with it any more?"

"No. I don't think that'd change a thing. Besides, I think Duane has more of a problem than do I. He really wants your cock," I observed turning off the water.

"He sure tried to suck my balls out through the head of my dick after I came," Dave admitted. "I'd better talk to him about it. It'll be different when it's just the boys, but he has to be careful when Carol's involved."

I handed him a towel and snared one for myself. We dried and fell into bed. This had been an awkward experience for our relationship to handle. We needed to talk more.

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