Chapter 2: Refresher
For a week, Jenny and I missed Dirk and his friends—and their big cocks—but we still had the best sex of our relationship. I constantly thought of Dirk’s “little boys” swimming around inside me, and even though I knew that his seed was no longer actually there, it gave me a warm feeling imagining that I was still carrying a part of him with me, and I hoped that feeling would never go away.
Then, one night I heard that familiar knock at the door. “They’re here!” I exclaimed to Jenny, all excited and nervous. This time I knew that Dirk was returning because Jenny had reported to her friend Marsha (and Dirk’s girlfriend) how well the first session had gone, and they had made a date for a repeat performance.
When I opened the door and saw Dirk standing there, I beamed with delight. His appearance was somewhat different, though. He wasn’t dripping with sweat. He wore a pair of faded jeans and a polo shirt that was not as revealing as the transparent athletic shirt he had worn before but still did nothing to hide the breadth of his chest. He smelled of woodsy cologne. It smelled very nice, though I actually missed the pungent manly aroma he wore the last time. He had also shaved. I kissed him, and as I held my hand against the smooth skin of his face, my body tingled.
This time, he didn’t have to brush me aside. I eagerly welcomed him into the house, but I was surprised to see that he had brought two strangers with him, not Deshawn and Brutus.
“Marsha!” Jenny screamed, rushing to embrace her friend. “I didn’t know you were coming.”
“Well after the show you described, I decided that I just had to come and see it for myself. I can’t wait.”
Behind Marsha came another stranger. “This is Steve,” said Dirk by way of introduction. “We work out at the same gym.”
“Welcome, Steve,” I said, offering him my hand, which he accepted eagerly. His grip was firm, and he shook my hand a few seconds longer than is traditionally expected, but I didn’t mind at all. He was very sexy, and I would have held his hand much longer except that I was eager to get to know him more intimately.
Steve wore dark jeans and a microfiber T-shirt that fought to contain his bulging muscles.
In stature and build, Dirk and Steve were very similar, and they both had devastating smiles that would dim the stars, but that is where the similarities ended. Where Dirk had dark skin, hair, and eyes and a goddam furry chest that drove me wild, Steve was blond and blue-eyed with a fair complexion, and we would soon learn that his body was hairless…except around his genitals and under his arms where it really counts. (I had discovered in my last encounter with Dirk, Deshawn, and Brutus, that I really enjoyed licking men’s hairy armpits and rubbing my nose in their pubes as I sucked their delicious cocks.)
The two hunks declined our offer of wine. Marsha accepted but quickly added, “You don’t mind if I take it with me to the bedroom, do you?” as she snatched up a couple of glasses and the bottle.
Dirk confidently led the way, and I held Steve’s hand as I escorted him. Jenny and Marsha immediately made themselves comfortable in the plush settee we had purchased to replace the single chair that was there before.
As Dirk stood watch, Steve grabbed me, pulled me close, and attacked my mouth with passionate kisses. I was caught off guard by his fervor but not at all displeased. It seemed that he was going to be just as dominating as Dirk, and I couldn’t be happier. After several minutes of exploring my mouth with his tongue, Steve pulled back, took a deep breath as if he had just run a marathon, and almost destroyed me with his sinful smile.
Almost as if to give Steve a chance to catch his breath, Dirk pulled me into his arms and also kissed me. Unlike Steve, though, and unlike the last time, he started much more slowly. He kissed me softly, as if he were getting ready to make love to me, not fuck my brains out. I was totally surprised by his tenderness but not at all displeased. In fact, I thought I would melt right there on the spot. He placed butterfly kisses all over my face and neck, and when he paused, I was the one out of breath.
As Dirk began to remove my shirt, Steve circled around behind me, pressed his solid body tightly against mine, and wrapped his arms around me. Steve rubbed a hand over my crotch before undoing my jeans. Dirk pulled them down along with my briefs. Now that I was completely naked, I began to remove Dirk’s clothes, and when I was finished, I turned around and stripped Steve. Once the three of us were completely naked, the two men kissed and licked my body from top to bottom, Dirk from the back and Steve from the front before they turned me back around and switched roles. Then they worked on my nipples together, rubbing them between their fingers, pinching them, licking them, and sucking them. I thought I would shoot my load from those ministrations alone.
“Wait,” I said.
“Something wrong?” Steve and Dirk asked.
“No,” I replied. “I just want to look at you for a minute.” As I scanned their bodies, my dick got even harder. Dirk looked like a hairy Greek god, and Steve was Adonis reincarnated. “God, you’re beautiful,” I exclaimed.
“So are you,” Steve replied, and from the way he gazed into my eyes as he said it, I could tell that he was sincere, which got me even more aroused. Dirk didn’t say a word, but I could tell from the smile on his lips and in his eyes that he concurred. I got the sense that this was Steve’s first time in this kind of situation and that Dirk was playing “big brother,” mentoring him through the process.
Off to the side, I could hear Jenny and Marsha agreeing and commenting on how much they were enjoying the show. “Doug is much more handsome than you made him out to be,” said Marsha. “If you ever get tired of him, send him to me. Dirk and I will take him.” Jenny looked at me with a renewed appreciation, and my confidence swelled.
“From the looks of things,” replied Jenny, “you might have to fight Steve for that right.”
“Oh, I wouldn’t mind wrestling with Steve,” added Marsha. “He’s almost as hot as Dirk, but I think I could handle both of them.”
Jenny laughed, “I bet you could.”
Together, my two gods lifted me up and carried me to the bed. They tossed me onto the bed and dove in after me. I was grateful that we had a king-size bed. As Steve proceeded to suck my dick, Dirk positioned himself over my face and pressed his cock to my lips, which I parted and made way for his juicy cock.
Every few minutes, they switched roles, much like a tag-team match. Steve didn’t just fuck my face, though. He sat on my face, spreading his ass cheeks and inviting me to rim him, which I was more than happy to do.
Dirk already knew that I enjoyed it when he talked dirty to me, and Steve soon picked up on that and threw filthy words at me as well…when his mouth wasn’t stuffed with my cock, of course.
I was thoroughly enjoying the exercise, but I wasn’t the only one. When I glanced over at Jenny and Marsha, I saw that they had removed their pants and panties and begun to finger their twats, which aroused me even more. I soon realized that I really did enjoy exposing myself to an audience—men or women.
It was Steve’s mouth on my dick when I shot my load. He didn’t swallow it, though. He held it and brought it up to my face and snowballed me. What missed my mouth and dribbled onto my chin Dirk slurped up and fed to me, and the three of us enjoyed a group cum kiss.
Now that it was time for Dirk and Steve to get off, they double-teamed me, which is to say that they tried to press both of their dicks into my mouth together. It was a huge challenge, and I managed to take both of them up to a point, but I could only get the heads of their cocks in at the same time. We all just laughed, and they alternated fucking my mouth. “I’m coming,” shrieked Steve, and come he did. He shot loads of cum in my mouth and all over my face, which triggered Dirk to do the same. I was getting my first facial and cum bath. When they moved to lick my face clean, I interrupted, “Leave it. I want to marinate in your testosterone.” They laughed at me, but they respected my fetish.
As the three of us lay tangled up together like a pretzel, giving ourselves time to rejuvenate for the next potential round, I glanced over at Jenny and saw that she and Marsha had crossed arms and were now masturbating each other. When I drew this matter to the attention of Dirk and Steve, Dirk protested facetiously, “Well, we can’t have that. We’ve got to put a stop to it now!”
They marched over to the girls and Dirk immediately raised Jenny’s head with a light touch of his finger under her chin and buried his tongue in her mouth. Steve did the same with Marsha. When the girls started to swoon, the men pulled out, knelt down between their legs, and began to feast on their pussies. Every five minutes or so, they rotated, and in between, they gave their respective damsels deep french kisses, sharing their own juices with them. When they were not getting “tongue lashings,” I let them suck on my dick, which still had not fully recovered from my last round with the two men. Even though my dick was not hard at that time, it seemed that we all enjoyed the opportunity.
When the guys and I returned to the bed, the girls resumed their mutual masturbation and kissing, occasionally pausing to monitor the action on the bed.
Steve got up on the bed, but Dirk pulled me aside and said softly as he held both hands on my shoulders, “You remember last week when Deshawn and I double-fucked you?”
“Of course,” I replied. “How could I forget?” I snickered.
“Wanna do it again?” he asked softly, almost as if he didn’t want Steve to hear.
“I dunno,” I replied. “My ass still hasn’t gotten over the last time.”
Dirk smiled and said, “What if we do it a little differently this time? What if instead of taking two dicks in your ass at the same time, you and I double-fuck Steve? You and I will be rubbing our dicks together in Steve’s ass.”
The thought of sharing a hole with a super stud like Dirk, thrilled me. “Fuck yeah,” I said. “Let’s do it.”
“Scoot over,” Dirk directed Steve, and he instructed me to lie in the middle of the bed spread eagle. My dick was already hard. Dirk spread some lube over my dick and said, “Now, Steve, ride my boy’s dick like a good cowboy.” Hearing Dirk call me his boy sent chills up and down my spine.
After Steve had ridden me for several minutes, Dirk moved behind Steve and wrapped his arms around him, whispering words of encouragement in his ear while he gently rubbed his hands up and down Steve’s chest and belly, occasionally stroking his dick in the process. Having gone through that process with Dirk the previous week, I knew how convincing the gesture could be.
“Do you like Doug’s dick?” Dirk asked Steve.
“Yeah,” Steve replied. “Of course.”
“Do you like my dick?”
“Fuck yeah. Who wouldn’t like that monster?”
“How would you like to have both of them at the same time?”
Dirk felt Steve tense up. “Tell you what, Steve. While we’re fucking your ass, I can reach around and jerk your cock. How’s that?”
Dirk felt the tension in Steve’s body ease up.
“I’ve never done that,” explained Steve, “but it sounds hot, and you know when it comes to sex, I’m the adventurous type.”
Dirk applied some lube to his dick and a little more to mine as it pumped in and out of Steve’s hole. Dirk slowly inched his big “monster,” as Steve called it, into Steve’s ass along with mine. Steve and I both gasped at the sensation. The experience of fucking a guy with another man together was exhilarating enough, but knowing that I was rubbing dicks with Dirk blew my mind. I was delirious with joy.
As Dirk and I were fucking Steve together, Dirk jerked Steve’s cock, and the three of us blasted off together. I felt Dirk’s cock pulsate along with mine in those tight quarters just before we exploded in ecstasy. Steve shot at the same time, sending ropes of white cream all over my face and body. Some of it even landed in my mouth as I was shaking from my own orgasm and gasping for air. I almost wished I had recorded it. I’m sure it would have gone viral on the internet.
Naturally, the physical sensation was phenomenal, but what really excited me was sharing the experience with Dirk. It was more than fucking. It was two men bonding, and I couldn’t imagine bonding more happily with anyone else. Here I was sharing a most intimate moment with the hottest stud in the whole goddamn world. What could be better than that?
Half an hour later, we got up to take showers. Dirk and I showered together. “Might as well relax,” Marsha said to Jenny and Steve. “I’m sure they’re gonna be a while,” and she was right. Dirk fucked me again as the water beat down on our bodies.
“That’s OK,” Steve said to the ladies. “We can take our time too when it’s our turn.” And they did. I smiled for Jenny. As much as she enjoyed watching me have sex with Dirk and Steve, I knew she was looking forward to experiencing Steve’s dick inside her.
Dirk and I got dressed and went downstairs. We could still hear Jenny and Marsha’s moans and screams above us. I suspected they had left the bedroom and bathroom doors open just so we would.
We grabbed a couple of beers, sat back on the cushy sofa, and just got to know each other a little better. It turns out that Dirk is not only a super hot stud, he is also very intelligent and talented in a number of ways. We learned that we had both gone to UCLA, where I majored in computer science and Dirk captained the football team and got degrees in political science and international law. Yeah, the man was a fuckin’ lawyer!
From our first session to the second one, Dirk and I seemed to have evolved. He was still a take-charge kind of guy—that was his nature—he was a born leader. But he was no longer as domineering and disrespectful. I was more than happy to follow his lead, but that didn’t mean I had to feel submissive or inferior. In fact, in my subsequent love-making with Jenny, she observed that I had become more confident and assertive with her, and she loved it.
Dirk and I shared funny stories about the shit we had gotten into in high school and college, and he laughed when I assured him that I had indeed lost my virginity while still in high school. By the time the others finally got back downstairs, we were laughing our heads off with each other.
“I don’t know about this,” Marsha said to Jenny. “It looks like we may have created a couple of monsters here.” Everyone laughed, and Dirk and I winked at each other.
As everyone was leaving, Jenny was already inviting Steve over for dinner soon. Steve threatened facetiously “to ravage each of you in turn while the other one watches in horror.” Jenny pretended to quake in fear but assured him that she was as hungry for that experience as he was.
"Maybe at some point in the future I can bring my girlfriend," added Steve. "I'm sure she would love to watch."
"Bring all your friends," Jenny glowed. "They can all watch."
“I will fight you with every ounce of my being, sir,” I dramatically retaliated to Steve's presumed threat, “but, alas, with your superior strength and beastly aggression, you will inevitably overpower me, and I will have no choice but to succumb to your wanton wiles.”
“I guess I’d better go home then,” he swore with a devilish grin, “and sharpen my fucking blade.”
Steve and I kissed, fondled each other’s crotch, and exchanged phone numbers.
Dirk grabbed my arm and pulled me into a very passionate kiss. He looked at me with dreamy eyes and said, “You know, Doug, when Marsha asked me to do this, I thought, not another one.”
“Another one?” I asked incredulously.
“Yeah, she comes up with one of these every couple of months.”
Here I thought we had just shared something special, but apparently Jenny and I were just another chore, another notch on his belt. Dirk must have read my mind…or the dejection in my eyes. “No, it’s not like that,” he interjected. “Most of the time it’s like just another sex workshop, but this one was different. You’ve got a fantastic girlfriend, and I hope we have given you some ways to enhance your sex lives, but this was more than that. You’re not the wuss I expected, Doug.” Both of us snickered. “You’re OK, bud. I like you, and I hope we can do this again…even if it’s just the two of us. So, what do you say? Fuck buddies?”
That was the most precious moment of the whole evening.
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