This is a work of pure fiction. It describes homosexual and bisexual acts in detail. It is not meant to be seen by those not of legal age. If you are not of age or offended by homosexuality, please don't read further. Comments and criticism may be addressed to Woodrow_h@hotmail.com.
Discovery
When I got home, I could see the TV was on in Jim's front room, but I was probably not up to any more tonight, so walked on by. About two minutes after I turned on the kitchen light to find a snack, the doorbell rang. I had a jolt run through me. Usually a call after midnight means trouble, and flashes of angry parents coming to avenge a misused daughter raced across my brain. Timidly, I opened the door a crack. It was Jim. I breathed a sigh of relief and opened the door wide so he could enter. "Where ever did you find her?" he asked. "She's a classmate of mine from school." "She must be some pupil. I've never been fucked so hard in my life." "She was my first, but you are right. She's very aggressive. Told me straight out that she loved to fuck, did it as often as possible, and even made it with other girls." "You think she was serious about a next time and bringing a friend?" "Why not? You have the perfect thing - a private place to do it. She gave me a blow job at the movies, and there were people behind us that watched the whole thing. I didn't realize it till she was done." "You know, I think that was her first time in the ass, she was bleeding a little." "Yeah, I noticed that too. She sure seemed to like it though." "It sure was a lot tighter than her pussy." "Sure was, though I liked her pussy better. I ate her out here before we went to your house." "How could you find the hole under all that hair? I've never seen so much of it. She's got more down there than I have on my head I think. It sort of turned me on though." "She's got hair all over her body. When we were taking dancing lessons in grammar school, nobody wanted to dance with her." "Did you dance with her?" "The teacher paired us up. Nothing I could do. Wasn't so bad after all, though her hands were real sweaty and hot. I didn't appreciate it at that point." "She was hot and sweaty tonight all right. Geez, I'm getting a hard on just thinking about it." Sure enough, Jim's crotch was bulging, and I felt a twinge in my own shorts. I don't know how many times a guy can come in a day, but I felt I must be approaching the record, and here it looked as though I was going to get a chance to come again! I reached out and unzipped his fly. He wore no underwear, and the pole popped right out, pointing right at me. Jim returned the favor, and we stood facing each other, the tips of our cocks touching like foils ready to fence. I gripped Jim's cock and led him to the bedroom. I pushed him onto my mom's bed and went down on him, taking the length of it as if I'd been doing this all my life. After a few seconds he pulled my head up and looked at me. "You remember this afternoon with the fingers?" "Yeah..", I said tentatively, guessing what was coming. "Why, want to try it again?" "Well...not exactly...I was wondering...would you.... would you put it in my ass?" "My cock?" "Yes. It didn't kill Gloria, and I'm crazy to know what it feels like." "You want me to fuck you in the asshole?" "Will you? Gently?" I was stunned. It is one thing to to have anal sex with a girl, but quite another to bugger your buddy. After my date with Gloria, I was sure that I liked women more than men and was no sissy, but by the same token, I was hardly put off at the idea of an occasional male partner. My dick was a little sore from the tightness of Gloria's virgin asshole, but I gave in at last. I noticed a tube of K-Y lubricant on the nightstand, and wondering idly what use mom had for that, I lubed up my cock. Poised with his butt in the air, his elbows resting on the bed, Jim exposed the target to me. I stepped up behind him and pushed my cockhead to the tiny pink hole. Jim gave a muffled sob as I entered him and slowly pushed forward. Despite the lubrication, it was tough going, a real struggle to get it in far enough to touch the prostate. When it was in all the way, Jim told me to hold it, and began flexing his groin muscles, gripping and relaxing them just as Gloria had done earlier. We grunted and sweated as I gently caressed the globed cheeks of his ass. With a deep sigh that sounded like a groan, Jim spilled his load on the bed sheet as I felt my semen streaming into him. He fell forward on the bed, my cock exiting his ass with an audible pop. He rolled over and smiled up at me. "Well," I asked, "how was it. Better than a finger?" "You know Chip, it hurt like hell. It still does. My asshole feels like it's on fire, but the feeling of you shooting into me was so great, it was worth it." "It hurt me too. Look at me. I'm covered with blood." "I think that's mostly mine. Gloria bled the same way and I was full of it when I finished her. Come here and I'll lick you clean." He did just that. Then he headed for the bathroom. Though he had closed the door, I could hear his ass exploding as he evacuated. When he reentered the bedroom, he staggered slightly. "We've got to do something about these sheets," he said. "You'd be hard put to explain all these spots to your mother. Got a washing machine?" "Yeah, but I haven't a clue as to how to use it." "No sweat," said Jim, "I'm an old pro." Jim put the sheets in the washer and measured out the soap. He put bleach in the dispenser and started the machine. "Just take them out in the morning, put them in the dryer and set the timer for an hour. I'll come by and help you make the bed. I don't know about you, but I'm bushed. I'm going home to bed." I was indeed tired, and was in my bed asleep in less than five minutes. I awoke just after 6:00 AM. My dick was at rigid attention, but I didn't rub it. It had a few raw spots from all the abuse of last night, and who knows what Gloria had in mind for our noon meeting? Dressed only in my undershorts, I went downstairs to the kitchen and made a pot of coffee. It had just begun to perk when the doorbell rang. I let Jim in. We went down to the basement and emptied the washing machine, putting the sheets in the dryer, then returned to the kitchen. I was surprised at myself sitting in my underpants across from the fully clothed Jim. I felt no awkwardness like I had Friday when we both ate in the nude, but then I had undergone a host of changes in my sexual self image since then, and was a different person entirely from the teenager who watched a naked man jacking off from his bedroom window. We sipped our coffee. "How does it feel this morning," I asked. "Much better," he replied, "though it is still a little sore. Want to do it again?" He smiled benignly as if he had just offered me a glass of milk. "You really liked it that much? What did it feel like?" "It felt like a hot poker rammed up me, but when you shot your wad it was terrific. I can't describe it. You have to feel it yourself." Just the thought of a big cock like Jim's going into my ass made me shivver. Still, both he and Gloria had endured it, and wanted more. I wondered what I was missing. "I don't know if I could stand the pain," I said. "What makes you any more tender than me and Gloria," he shot back, "but if you're afraid, forget it." "I'm not afraid.... I just..." My voice tailed off, and Jim put his hand on mine. "If you really want to know what it feels like, you have to try it for yourself. I didn't know what it felt like to have someone come in my mouth until Friday, now I know I like it. I didn't know how it would feel to have a finger in my ass either. It felt good. I'd never butt fucked a woman before, and I'd never been butt fucked before. Now that I know how all this feels, I want more. That's all. These are things you can't learn about from a book or someone telling you, you have to experience them for yourself." He had a point. I had never had any of those experiences before, and had to admit I had enjoyed all of them. If taking it in the ass was as good as they seemed to feel, then why not? "I'll get the K-Y," I said, walking to the bedroom. I handed Jim the tube and slipped my underpants off. My cock sprang up as I leaned over the kitchen table. Jim stooped and began to tongue my ass, spitting into it until it was dripping wet. Then I felt the blunt head of his cock pushing at my hole. He pushed gently but firmly until the head of it was inside me. I gripped the sides of the table and wanted to scream, but I held back. Slowly the monster inched into me, till it rested against my prostate. The pain was so great I didn't even think about trying to flex on it. Drops of come leaked from my cock and dropped to the floor below. Jim withdrew about halfway, then slowly pushed in again. I knew he was tearing up my insides with that huge banana of his, but strangely I liked the feel of him inside me. I felt my climax coming and put my hand over the end of my cock to catch the flow. With a mighty shove, Jim buried himself to the hilt and spurted into me, just as I began to come in my hand. The hot jizm filled me up, and I felt my sphincter loosening. I jerked myself away from Jim and ran to the bathroom. I just made it to the stool when I let loose a mighty deluge of shit, come, and blood. I felt dizzy, and my asshole felt like it was on fire. Jim came into the room and cleaned his dick with the wash cloth. I looked at him with a silly grin on my face. "Well, now you know," he said, "what do you think?" "I liked it, but you're right. It hurts like hell." "You must get used to it after awhile, the gays do it all the time." "Well, we're not gay, but it would be a lot more enjoyable without the pain and bleeding." "That's a fact," he said, "maybe they condition themselves with progressive sizes of dildoes. Who knows? Let's get the sheets out of the dryer and make the bed." I mopped the kitchen floor where I had come, and some of Jim's had leaked out of me while Jim brought the sheets up from the dryer. We made the bed, then, remembering mom's nylons hanging over the shower rod, I retrieved them and put them in her drawer. They seemed to have cleaned up all right. Jim had to get to work at seven, so he bolted down his coffee and left, saying he hated to "fuck and run, but duty called." "See you later" he said as I let him out the door. I went up to my room and went back to bed. My ass was stinging, but I was able to drop off to sleep, waking again about 11:00. I cooked up some bacon and a scrambled egg in the microwave and finishing eating, walked up to the park. Gloria was nowhere to be seen, so I sat on a bench and waited for her. After a few minutes, Rosalie Ramirez and LaToya Price walked up to me. Rosie is a real looker, with long reddish brown hair, and eyes and teeth that flash when she smiles and smooth copper colored skin. She has small breasts and a fairly large stomach, a figure that betrays her Indian blood. She's one of the whiz kids at school, always on the honor roll. It was hard for me to believe what Gloria had said. LaToya is very tall and angular. She is very dark skinned, but pretty in her own rite. She's on the girl's basketball team, and can outshoot me day in and day out. "Seen Gloria?" I asked. "Not today," replied Rosie, "didn't you guys go out last night?" "Yeah, we went to the movies." "What did you see?" "Disclosure". "Oh, with Michael Douglas? He's a real fox." "Demi Moore is more attractive to me, naturally." LaToya wandered off to shoot some buckets and Rosie sat down on the bench. "How did you get into the show?" she asked, "Are you seventeen?" "Yeah, and Gloria passes easy." "She acts a lot older too." I couldn't have agreed more. Gloria was a full grown woman in a teenager's body, and wanton beyond most peoples dreams. "There she comes," said Rosie, pointing to the corner of the park. Gloria, looking none the worse for wear, walked up to us. "Hey Rose, Chip, what's up?" "Nothing," said Rosie, "Chip was just telling me about the movie you guys saw last night." "It was a good flick. We had a good time." A look flashed between the two girls that telegraphed just how good a time it had been. "What did you do after the show? I didn't see you at the soda shop, and I was there till almost midnight." Rosie treated me to that flashing smile. "Er...well.. we just goofed around for awhile." I should have let Gloria answer that, because it came out awkward as hell. Rosie arched an eyebrow. "Yeah I bet you had her home by ten." I clammed up and Gloria winked at me conspiratorily. "Actually, the fun really started when the movie was over." Geez! Was she going to tell Rosie the whole thing in front of me? I felt a little panicky and tried to change the subject. "So what are you doing this summer, Rosalie?" "Just bumming around, 'Toya and I are going to the beach in an hour or so, you guys want to come with?" "Sure," I said, "I'm game." I looked at Gloria. "Walk me home Chip. I'll get my suit." "Meet us back here at 1:00" said Rose as I took Gloria's arm and walked away. When we were out of earshot, I stopped her and asked how she felt. She said "it" was still a little sore, but that she had had the most pleasant dreams, and hoped we could have a reprise soon. "Were you really going to tell Rosie what we did?" "Not in any graphic detail, but we have no secrets between us. Besides, she's the friend I want to bring the next time we get together with Jim." The prospect of getting to fuck Rosie and Gloria in the same session had plenty of appeal for me, and the fact that she swung both ways was even more exciting. "Is Rosie as....uninhibited as you?" "I don't know how she is with guys, I've only been with her alone and once with Margie Shaunessy." "You mean the three of you....?" I was incredulous. "It was at a slumber party at Margie's. I told them I always sleep in the buff, and they decided to also. One thing led to another and we had a terrific time." "Wow! I thought girls talked about guys at slumber parties." "Oh we did, but only before the fun started. As a matter of fact, your name was mentioned." "You...you mean I'm on their desired list?" This was too good to be true. "Rosie insisted that I tell her about our date in every intimate detail when I told her you had asked me out. She said she'd bet you had a foot long sausage in your pants." "She was about 5/8 right," I laughed, "I hope she won't be too disappointed." Gloria laughed. "I sure liked what I found," she said, patting me there. Once we got to her house, I took a seat on the front stairs. She brought me a coke and said she wouldn't be too long. Ten minutes went by and then she came out, her suit rolled up in a towel. "Sorry, I had to shave my legs. That was a full winter's growth you saw last night." We walked to my house. Mom's car was parked at the curb, and just for a second I was nervous about inviting Gloria in. What if we had left some clue as to our presence there last evening? I'd have to face the music sooner or later, so I used my key and let us in. Mom was in the kitchen, fixing herself a sandwich. Though she looked tired, her mood was bright. I introduced Gloria, and excused myself to find my swimsuit. By time I returned, the two were gabbing like old friends. I told mom we'd probably be home by six, but she told me I was going to be on my own for dinner again, as Dave was picking her up at six for a date. She was going to bake two pies, one for the new neighbor next door, and one for me to sort of make up for having to eat alone so much this weekend. "Do you bake dear?" She asked Gloria. "We make our own bread and rolls at home, but I don't make sweets other than cookies." "Perhaps Chip can bring you over sometime and I'll teach you." I held back a laugh. Gloria could teach you a thing or two, I thought as Gloria told her she'd like that. We got back to the park at exactly one, and there were Rosie, LaToya and Margie waiting for us. I felt exhilliarated squiring these four beauties, knowing I was going to fuck at least two of them very soon, perhaps ere the day was out. We took the bus to the beach, and although it was crowded, managed to find a spot to spread our blankets. I watched the spot as the girls went to the bathhouse to change. When they got back, I changed at the men's, amused at the way all the guys tried to keep their backs turned as they hurriedly covered their nudity. As I peeled off my undershorts, I noticed two different guys cautiously checking me out. I turned so that I was facing one of them, and wrapped my hand around my dick just to see his reaction, then dropped it and pulled on my swim trunks. The poor guy was trying to hide a rising hard-on as I walked out of the changing room. LaToya and Margie were in the water when I got back to the blanket, and Gloria was in deep, animated conversation with Rosie. As I approached, they fell silent. I dumped my clothes on the edge of the blanket and told them I was going for a swim. In the water, I found Margie and 'Toya, and we splashed around a bit at each other, then 'Toya began to swim. Both of us stood there in admiration, watching the ripple of taut muscles under the sleek black skin as she glided through the water away from us. "She sure has a beautiful body," I remarked, and Margie nodded in assent. "Does that mean I don't", she said with a mock pout. "Aw you know what I meant," I replied, "sure, you have a great figure. You don't need me to tell you that." "I don't mind hearing it from you." Her freckled face broke into a smile. LaToya swam up to us, breaking the awkward tension I was feeling. I really wanted to get back to the girls on the blanket, and was uncomfortable with Margie coming on to me like that. I left the two of them and returned to the beach. Both girls were lying on their stomachs, letting the warm rays of the sun tan their backs. Gloria rolled over as I lay down beside her and puckered her lips, asking for a kiss. I pressed my lips to hers and her tongue darted into my mouth. "Hey, you two, is that polite? You're not alone here you know." Rosie was grinning at us. "You're right," said Gloria, turning to her and putting her arm around her. "pucker up." Rosie never flinched, and the two dark maned heads locked in a hot embrace. When they broke, Rosie got up on all fours and crawled over to me. "Where's your manners?" she said, wetting her lips and puckering up. I pulled her to me, and tasted a tongue even more aggressive than Gloria's. I felt my cock begin to swell in my trunks, then abruptly stiffen as Rosies' hand slipped under the waistband and gripped it. "Mmmm," she said, "what have we here?" I knew I was glowing red. There were people all around us, and Rosie was making no attempt at subtlety. I pulled her hand out of my trunks. "Later," I said. "Promise?" She was smiling, but there was a hot look to her almost like a cat ready to pounce on its dinner. I looked at Gloria, and she nodded her head smiling also. "Promise," I said, "but let's save it for the time being." I rolled over on my stomach just in time as LaToya and Margie returned from the water and began drying off. Rosalie stretched out beside me, sandwiching me between herself and Gloria. 'Toya and Margie spread out another blanket and lay down as well. We left the beach at 4:00 and rode home in the back seat of the bus. I was seated between Gloria and Rosie, and the two of them took turns brushing their hands over my crotch. Margie and LaToya didn't seem to notice, but I was getting a terrific hard on with all this attention. Gloria turned to Margie. "I've got an idea. Why don't we have another slumber party tonight?" "Bummer," replied Margie, my folks are out of town and I can't have anyone over unless they're there." Gloria made a pouty face. "You could call me up and invite me anyway, couldn't you? And Rosie too? We'd like to have an excuse to be out all night. Chip's mom is going to be away overnight too, and we want to party." "Just the two of you and Chip?" "He has a friend who lives next door." "OK, I'll call Gloria and Rose and pretend to set it up. The bus pulled up at our stop and we all got off. Gloria, Rosie, and Latoya lived in a different direction than Margie and I, and they walked together leaving me with her. "This sounds exciting," she said as we walked along, "I've never been to a coed slumber party before. Wish I had the nerve to join you." "I've heard about your slumber parties," I said, "Gloria told me they were a lot of fun." Margie stopped and looked at me. "What did she tell you?" "Nothing, except that you girls had a lot of fun." "She didn't say what kind of fun?" "She only said that you all slept naked. Did you?" "Gloria has a big mouth. She shouldn't have told you that." "It doesn't mean anything to me," I said, "what you girls do is your business." "You probably think we're a bunch of Lezzies." "I know Gloria isn't, and she did tell me it was her idea, I'd be surprised if Rosie was, and you don't seem like the type either." "Well, I'm not. We were just having some fun when there were no boys around. Nothing wrong with that is there?" "Boys can have fun together too, Margie, and believe me, I'm no homo." Margie's house was a block farther down than mine. Mom's car was still parked in front of our house so I figured she was still home. Dave was to call for her at six, but he had apparently come early, as his car was parked behind hers. I said goodbye to Margie and quietly let myself in. The bedroom door was closed, but I could plainly hear the slapping sounds and the grunts and moans telling me that mom was getting a good rutting. I went upstairs to my room being as quiet as possible. Jim's drapes were drawn open and I opened mine. I watched for a bit, and he finally appeared at the window. I opened my window and he did the same. Trying to keep my voice low but loud enough to be heard, I told Jim my mother was home, that she was leaving around six, and that I needed to talk with him then. He gave the high sign that he understood, and we closed the windows. I hung the wet bathing suit over the shower rod in the bathroom, and, hearing stirring downstairs, decided that mom and Dave must be done. I started down the stairs, but stopped halfway. Mom was coming out of the bedroom, without a stitch on! Before I could turn away, she looked up at me in shock, then fairly leaped back into the arms of Dave, who was also coming out of the bedroom, equally naked and sporting a big hard on. The two of them stepped back and closed the door. Not a little embarrassed, I went into the kitchen and looked in the fridge to see what mom had made me for dinner. There was one pie there, and a plate of ham and German potato salad for me to heat in the microwave. I was just retrieving the meal when mom and Dave, both dressed, came into the kitchen. It was an awkward moment for everyone. "We were just..." her voice tailed off. "I'm sorry you saw...." "Forget it mom. I understand." "Well, honey, Dave and I are leaving now." She came over to me and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. "Be good, and don't wait up. I think we're going to spend the night at Dave's." "OK, mom. See you tomorrow." Dave must have everything that mom needs, I thought, and remembering the size of his whanger, I could understand that. They left, and about five minutes later, Jim rang the doorbell. I let him in and led him to the kitchen. "Want to come to a slumber party?" I asked him. "A what?" He was surprised at the question. "Well, remember when Gloria said she'd bring a friend next time?" "Yeah" "She's bringing her friend tonight. They are supposed to be having a slumber party at one of the girls' house, but they're both coming here." "What time are they coming?" "A little after 7, you are free aren't you?" "Sure, but I need to get ready, take a shower." "Why don't you shower here while I eat my dessert?" "OK, by the way, your mom brought me a pie this afternoon. Said she wanted to welcome me to the neighborhood. It's not often a good looking woman shows up on my doorstep bearing food. Who was the big guy I saw going into your house?" "He's her current rave fave. I almost caught them at it when I came home." I related the nude confrontation to him, and Jim smiled. "Must be quite a shock to go from not seeing much of mom to seeing all of her." I smiled at the twist. "I hope she doesn't see as much of you, she might throw this guy over, and I'd never get any love life in." Jim laughed and went upstairs to shower. I sat there eating my cherry pie, and the image of my mother naked flashed before me. She's short, maybe 5'2", a little plump, but very busty, and she has almost as much hair in her crotch as Gloria. If she weren't my mom, I'd consider her a very desirable woman. Jim came down the stairs with nothing but a towel over his neck. The long snake bounced off his thighs as he walked. He noticed me watching him. "Thinking about a little warmup," he winked at me. "Don't you want to save yourself?" I grabbed his pecker and felt it begin to stiffen. "Maybe you need something to wash down your pie?" He laughed. I leaned over and took the head of it into my mouth, gave it a sweet suck and then dropped it. "Do you have any Johnson's baby powder, and cologne?" "Gee, Jim I don't use either, just deodorant." "Well then, I need to go home and finish there. Why don't I bring a few videos to help break the ice?" "Good idea, I said, but you'd better hustle, they should be here in a few minutes." Jim hustled upstairs and put on his clothes, then rushed out the door with his shirttail flapping. I had just finished the dishes when the door bell rang. I looked at the clock: 7:10. I opened the door and there were the girls, looking flushed and excited. I let them in. "Anyone want a coke?" They said yes, and I went to fetch them. Gloria followed me into the kitchen carrying a brown paper bag. "My mother sent cookies for us, thought us girls would enjoy them. Where's Jim?" "He had to get some stuff, he'll be here in a few minutes." "Good, Rosie is really anxious to meet him." We brought the cokes and cookies into the living room. Rosie and Gloria sat next to each other on the couch while I took the easy chair. I put the stuff down and stepped over to the door, opened it and let Jim in. I introduced Rosalie and suggested we might all relax and watch a video. Jim handed me one and I put it into the machine.