- I ran to my F-150 that I parked in their driveway with my dick sore from an unbearable hardness packed inside my tight jeans. I hadn't felt my cock this achingly erect, rock hard in years. I got into my cab, shut the door, and dove past the front seats into the back row. I unbuckled my 501s and pulled them down all the way to my ankles, spat in my hand and started rubbing my engorged knob. Donna's spread legs visible behind the couch, her moans, her sucking on her massive jugs, the image of her in the video surrounded by a bunch of horned up perverts, Bob jerking to his wife spermed by a bunch of other men...all these twisted thoughts made me so fucking horny. I was ready to fucking shoot everything inside my nuts onto the roof of the cab.The cab door opened suddenly."Hey bud! Where'd you go?" said Bob climbing in quickly.His eyes caught mine as he saw me in the back of the cab with my jeans down and my cock in my hand."Woo, Mack. I guess something got you boned up, my friend," he laughed, keeping his eyes on mine. Then he straddled the driver's and passenger's seat as he stared at me."What happened? Why'd you leave?""Ha, are you fucking kidding me?" I shouted." What the fuck was all that? Fucking, Donna on the couch, and you watching her on screen beating your meat while she got hosed down in cum by a bunch of fucking perv" I stroked my hard cock in my hand as we spoke. I couldn't take my eyes off Bob as looked at me playing with my cock."So, maybe you saw Donna enjoying herself? She loves playing with her snatch and watching porn and fucking sticking vibrators in her puss, " Bob stuck his hand in his denim shorts as he kept his eyes on me. " Sometimes, Mack, I come home, and as soon as I step through the front door, all I hear is her moaning and porn playing in the background, or not porn, but she is deep fucking orgasmic, you know?"How the fuck would I know. I have been divorced for five years and can't remember what a woman sounds like who has been fucked for more than five minutes.Bob unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cock. It was hard. I had seen him naked a couple of times over the course of our lifetime friendship, but now I saw that his know was huge, and his balls were huge as well. It mesmerized me."Bob, does Donna...do you let Donna fuck other guys?""Oh man, oh man, fuck...yes, I do...and I don't have any fucking choice. If I wanted a choice. I want Donna fucked constantly, by an endless amount of dick, and...and so does she. She wants so much cock, so much sex."I took my hand off my stiff cock. I didn't want to cum and I was too mind-fucked by this conversation.I sat up. I started to feel the raw fabric of the cab's seat on my bare ass."So Bob, you and Donna, you have sex with other people?" I asked. "Together, Mack...whoa...we ain't total freaks. We are married, dude! She's my wife. We share everything together. It' all totally consensual and mutual, but it's always together. Even if I am passed out in corner of room where there is a fucking 50 man line waiting to fuck her, I am always there, as she is for me. We are husband and wife. I take pleasure in her pleasure, and she takes pleasure in mine. Luckily for me, my pleasure is seeing her get filled with cock and cum over and over again. Sometimes, we only play with women, and that is so hot. I can't tell you the loads I have shot seeing her puss being eaten by a bunch of horny cunted women."Bob was stroking his dick and his abnormally big knob was leaking. A long rope of precum dripped into the dark cab's fabric."Jesus, Bob...don't mess up my cab," I complained.I was married to my truck. I kept it cleaner than it was when I drove it off the lot.Bob fingered his knob, then brought his finger to his lips and licked it"Sorry, bud. I forgot you were such a neat freak"He stuck his tongue out at me and smiled. He looked like he was 12 years old again when we used to jack off together to his Dad's Penthouse and porn mags. We shot our cocks over so many of those magazines.Then, I spat on my hand, and started jacking my cock slowly once again.Bob did the same.We stayed that way for a few seconds, looking at each other. Me slumped in the back of my truck's cab, Bob straddled between the front seats, his average cock with its huge knob just feet away from me.Bob laughed and said, "Donna has the hots for you, bud""Really?""Yep, she has for a long time. I told her what a nice cock you had and she talks about seducing you, getting you to find her like you did today.""You told her I had a nice cock?" I asked incredulous but still wanking."Yeah, bud. Fuck, come on. We've been naked in front of each other. We've had pissing contests. Remember, in Scouts I sucked your dick once in a dare. What the fuck does it matter? Aren't you a horny fucker, like you always were? Don't go pretending you are offended. We jacked off together man, to my Dad's porn. For years we did that."Bob took his hand off his dick and crossed his arms. His penis stayed hard and a small film of fluid covered the pisshole."I know, man. We did all that. I just forgot about it, it's common for kids to experiment like that. But once we discovered pussy, we forgot. You know what I mean?"Bob shrugged. "I like both, equally, always have. I never stopped liking cock or getting it when I needed it.""Does Donna know that?""Yes she does...and she encourages it. She loves seeing guys fuck and suck""Jesus," I sighed as my dick throbbed. I had to take my hand off it. I didn't want to cum."Brother, when was the last time you had really great sex?" he said to me as he jumped in beside me in the cab. We were side by side, jeans down, cocks out. Just like years ago.Bob pressed me. "Really, when was the last time you thought, THIS is the best sex I have ever had in my adult life? Can you answer that?"My heart sank as I thought of the fullness, the truth of his question. "No, I can't say I have said that anytime in the last 5, maybe 7 or ten years," I said as I looked at my cock."So, tell me, doesn't Donna turn you on? I've seen you staring at her boobs and butt a million times. She flirts with you so bad but she says you never flirt back much. She wants you to fucking eat her snatch and fuck her hard. And I want to watch," Having said this, he grabbed his cock again."So, what are you afraid of? I'm offering you my wife, a fucking sex goddess, who has the hots for you. You're my best friend and I want to offer this to you. Donna wants you to want her, she wants me and you to fuck her together. She knows how close we are. And just 20 minutes ago, you were busting your meat as you watched her rub her snatch on our couch. You were so into that. And I'm inviting you to be part of that. You, my best friend, the man I love like a brother more than anyone else. Are you telling me you don't need truly fulfilling, shame-free, no holes barred sex? I don't see you dating women, looking for the love of your life. You would have found her already. You need a deep fuck connecting, you need someone who gets your sexual drive. Remember what you told me last year when we were stoned `I want someone who will let me live my deepest sexual fantasies everyday and not feel ashamed about them"' You said that, Mack. It's time to live up to your desires. You're a sexual being, not a monk. So fucking enjoy it. Donna and I will guide you"Bob reached over, took my stiff cock in his hand, and used his thumb to rub my pisslit. After a few seconds he smiled, then let go my cock and licked my precum from his finger."Come on, let's go inside and give my wife a real treat".Bob pulled up his jeans and got out of the cab. I did the same and followed him back into the house through the garage, unsure as to what would happen next, but horny as all fuck.End of Part 2 *