I woke up to the sound of my phone signaling a call. I wiped the sleep from my eyes and saw the call was from my friend, Wes.
I groggily answered, “Hello.”
Wes chuckled, “Zane, are you still in bed? It’s 11 o’clock.”
I cleared my throat, “Yes, I’m still in bed, I worked close last night at the bar, by the time I cleaned and restocked everything it was after 3 when I got home.”
He said, “Sorry, I forget you work nights. Anyway, what are you doing next weekend?”
I sighed, “I have Saturday off for the first time in a month. Why, what’s up?”
Wes said, “Awesome, I’m house sitting for my sis and her rich husband. She said I could have a few friends over. I’m calling Britton, Quinn and Drew. I feel like a few beers and maybe some poker is in order before school starts in a few weeks. You in?”
I chuckled when Wes mentioned his sister’s ‘rich’ husband. Wes and his family were anything but poor, they actually came from old money.
I had finally woken up enough to be coherent, “Yeah, sounds good. I’m in.”
He excitedly said, “Cool, the party starts at about 1 o’clock, bring some snacks and your swimsuit, sis has an epic pool. I already have the beer, and we can order some pizza for dinner.”
I yawned, “Sounds like a plan, I’ll be there.”
I ended the call and lay back in my bed; I guess it was about time to get up. I really needed to get some laundry done and I hadn’t done my dishes in a while. My apartment could also stand a good vacuuming.
I moved into my apartment at the start of the last school year. Next month I will be starting my senior year of college, a little party before classes start does sound like a good time. I have been working as a bartender ever since I rented my apartment, I needed a way to pay the rent. I was also taking a couple of summer classes, just to lighten the load for my last year.
I had figured out that I was gay in my junior year of high school. Actually, I knew it long before that, but that is when I finally admitted it to myself and had that talk with my parents. They didn’t do cartwheels when they found out that their only son was gay, but they were supportive. All these years later, they are even comfortable with me telling them about the guys that I have dated. Admittedly, that isn’t a long conversation, but at least they care enough to ask.
I met Wes while working out in the campus fitness center after I moved into the dorm my freshman year of college. Britton, Quinn and Drew lived in the same dorm as I did. We have all been good friends ever since we met.
I met Brit first; we were actually roommates our freshman and sophomore year. I was already unpacking when he walked into our room. My jaw nearly hit the floor when I first saw him, he is gorgeous. He stands right at 6’ and has the body of a jock. His brown eyes sparkle when he smiles and his wavy brown hair falls across those eyes when he laughs. On that first day, he was wearing a pair of shorts that showed off his muscular legs that were covered with just the right amount hair. The tank top he was wearing highlighted his large biceps and chest. That chest, by the way, had a nice coat of fur that was visible above the collar of his shirt. I was also sure that there was a set of six-pack abs under that shirt.
By comparison, I am about 2 inches shorter and a little less muscular. I guess you could say I have more of a runner’s build. I am very fit and also have a six-pack that I am sort of proud of. My jet-black hair has a tussled look when I need a haircut, but I usually keep it fairly short. Speaking of hair, while Britt had a nice amount of body hair, I am much hairier. Maybe it was just more visible since my hair is so dark. While my chest and stomach were covered, Britt’s chest hair went from one nipple to the other and tapered down to a sexy treasure trail and spread out again and surrounded his perfect cock and balls. Yes, I saw Britt naked, and the first time was just a few hours after we first met.
After we had finished unpacking and setting up our room, we went to the dining hall for dinner and returned to our room. As we were getting acquainted, he asked if I had a girlfriend. I took a deep breath, and I told him that I was gay. I was waiting for him to say that he was going to request a new roommate.
Instead, he smiled that infectious smile and said, “My last roommate was gay too.”
I asked, “You had a roommate before you got to college?”
He chuckled, “Yeah, I shared a room with my younger brother, Brian.”
I said, “Your brother is gay?”
Britt nodded, “I should introduce him to you sometime.”
I did meet Brian a year later when I spent a weekend at Britt’s house, but that’s a story for another time.
I grinned, “If he is as goodlooking as you are, I would love to meet him.”
He chuckled, “Me and all my brothers look alike. We look like our dad.”
I asked, “All your brothers? How many brothers do you have?”
He sighed, “There are six of us. Brady is the oldest, then there’s Brandon, me, Brian, Braxton and Brock.”
I laughed, “Your names all start with Br?”
Britt rolled his eyes, “Yep, Bruce and Brenda are creatures of habit.”
I met Quinn on the first day of classes, we had a math class together. I followed him out of the classroom and started to walk back to my dorm; we were both walking in the same direction. We started talking about our class and how we thought we would do. I admit, I did notice him in when he first walked into the classroom. He had light brown hair and dark brown eyes, the combination was very attractive. He had a wrestler’s build, just the right amount of bulk in all the right places.
We continued to walk until we reached the dorm. As we both walked inside, he said, “Hey, you live in this dorm too?”
I chuckled, “Yep, on the second floor.”
His eyes went wide, “Me too.”
Once we got to the second floor, we both walked down the hallway and when I reached my door, I was going to say goodbye. He stopped at the door across the hall from my room.
He said, “You live across the hall from me?”
I laughed, “You must be a detective."
He looked confused, “No, I’m business major.”
I should probably tell you, Quinn is great guy and a good friend. He would give anyone the shirt off his back and help anyone who needed it. He’s just not the brightest bulb in the pack.
Britt and I met Wes one afternoon when we were having one of our workout sessions. Britt was spotting me on the weight bench and Wes was lifting beside us. He was alone and tried to lift a little more than he should have, I think he may have been trying to impress us. Britt and I quickly came to his rescue. He lived on the third floor of the same dorm as Britt and me, we were soon hanging out in each other’s room, Quinn was also joining us.
It didn’t take long for Britt to start calling Wes, pretty boy. In Wes’s defense, he was a good-looking guy. He is about the same height as me and had the prerequisite pretty boy blonde hair and blue eyes. He also had a jock body, and he loved to wear tank tops to show that body off. I am sure that he bought his shirts a size too small just to show off. He could never walk by a mirror without making sure his hair was just right.
I had noticed the first night that we worked out with him, that it looked like he had shaved his arm pits. I didn’t think too much about it, but even Britt commented on it once we were back in our room. We learned that Wes came from a wealthy family, but he actually didn’t act like a spoiled rich kid. Like Quinn, he was a nice guy and would help anyone out if he could.
A couple of weeks after classes had started, Wes came to our room to see of we wanted to go get pizza, Quinn was already in our room. We all agreed and headed down the hall to go eat. As we were leaving the dorm, we saw a guy sitting in the hall reading a book. He kept his head down as we approached him; he glanced up just as we reached him.
I asked, “Did you lock yourself out of your room?”
He shook his head, “No, my roommate is in there with a girl, he kicked me out.”
Britt said, “I’m Britt, this is Zane, Wes and Quinn. We were just going to go get a pizza, you can come with us if you want.”
He gave us a slight smile, “I’m Andrew, you can call me Drew. Thanks, but I don’t think pizza is in my budget this week.”
Wes smiled, “Don’t worry about that. You shouldn’t have to sit here alone in the hall. The pizza is on me tonight, come on.”
I said, “Yeah, you are more than welcome to join us.”
Quinn added, “I’m driving and there’s plenty of room in my car.”
Drew’s smile got bigger, “Thanks.”
He really did have a great smile; his bright white teeth were in complete contrast to his smooth ebony skin. His jet-black hair was cut short, and his coffee brown eyes had a little sparkle to them. The single diamond stud earring that he was wearing just added to his sexy look. He stood up to reveal that he was only about 5’5” and was on the slim side.
As we were eating, the subject of girls came up, just as it always does when a group of 18-year-old guys get together. As I had done with Britt, I told them that I was gay. After a brief awkward silence, Quinn said something stupid and we were back to teasing each other and I always did my best to not make any of my new friends uncomfortable by talking about my sexuality.
Now, three years later, we were all still friends and getting ready to have a little fun before our last year of classes started. We had all moved out of the dorm and into our own places. I was living alone; Britt had moved in with his brother, Braxton, he was also attending the same college. Wes had moved in with girlfriend, she was going home for the weekend, so he was free to have his little party. Drew had moved in with another friend of his, but his friend didn’t like hanging with us. Oh well, it’s his loss.
Brit was pulling up just as I arrived at Wes’s, we gave each other a bro hug and knocked on the door.
A grinning Wes opened the door and welcomed us inside. He gave us quick tour of the house on the way out to the pool. Drew was already sitting in one of the lounge chairs drinking a beer. Wes opened the cooler and threw Britt and me a beer as we put our snacks on the table, next to Drew’s. Wes went to answer the door; Quinn arrived to complete our guess list.
By the time we had all opened our second beer, the cards were being delt out. We had been playing poker since our first year of college. Since we were all broke college students, well, except for Wes, we always just played for fun. We saw no reason to change that now; bragging rights were far more important than money.
Of course, Wes had to tell us all about the hot babe that he bedded the first night he stayed in his sister’s house. As usual, I just listened and smiled, I really had nothing to add to the conversation. Hell, I had never even kissed a girl. Wes was being very graphic with his recalling of the night; I always wondered if there wasn’t some embellishment to his stories. I had heard enough of them to know that there probably was. Britt would just grin and give me wink every time Wes got started.
After he was done, Wes looked at me and asked, “What about you Zane, have any dates with a hot guy lately?”
Quinn laughed, “Yeah, did you do anything gay this week?”
I chuckled as I rolled my eyes, “I did have a date with a guy last weekend, but I’m sure it was just a onetime thing.”
Britt said, “No sparks?”
I shook my head, “Not really.”
Quinn suddenly looked confused, “Wait, you really had a date with a guy?”
I said, “Yes, I do have a social life, not much of one, but I’m not celibate either.”
Quinn asked, “Are you really gay?”
Drew laughed, “Where the hell have been for the last three years? Zane told us all he was gay right after we all met.”
Quinn shrugged, “I thought we were just teasing him about being gay.”
Of course, it was now our turn to tease Quinn mercilessly as we continued our card game. About an hour later, the sun had moved overhead, and we were all getting a bit hot. As soon as Wes suggested a swim, we were all throwing our cards on the table and going to get our trunks. We were all wearing shorts, t-shirts or tank tops and flip flops.
It was no surprise to me when Britt dropped his shorts right in the middle of the patio. Everyone else stared with their mouths half open.
Britt looked around and asked, “What?”
Wes said, “There is changing room right over there. Dude, where is your modesty?”
Britt laughed, “I never even heard of modesty until I moved in with Zane.” I nodded as he told them all about growing up with five brothers and the bathroom that they shared.
Quinn said, “So you really showered with one of your brothers all the time?”
Britt nodded, “Yeah, it was like a locker room, we didn’t have to share a shower head. It was no big deal.”
Britt was just standing there completely naked, the rest of us still had our shorts on.
Britt said, “What’s the big deal, there is a privacy fence around the pool. Besides, if someone wants to look, let them.”
Drew said, “If that’s the case, we don’t need to even put our trunks on. Let’s just go skinny dipping.”
I chuckled to myself; it’s always the quiet shy ones. Everyone was afraid to speak first, but I think we were all on board with the idea.
Quinn broke the silence, “What about Zane?”
Britt asked, “What about Zane?”
Quinn whispered, “He’s gay.”
Wes rolled his eyes, “He’s standing right there, he can hear you.”
Britt added, “He saw me naked every day we lived together, he’s not going to try anything.”
I said, “Relax Quinn, up until an hour ago, you still thought I was straight.”
Wes laughed, “Yeah, we’ve all been naked around other guys before, what’s the big deal?”
Quinn wasn’t sure what to say as we all stared at him. After a minute, Drew shrugged and dropped his shorts, Wes did as well and I was next. Quinn looked at all of his friends standing there naked and sighed, “Oh, what the hell.”
We were all soon diving into the water as naked as the day we were born. I won’t lie and say I didn’t get a little chubbed up, but I was mostly able to keep little Zane under control. While I had seen Britt naked before, this was the first time seeing the other three in all their glory. I admit, I did check them all out, but in my defense, they were checking me out too.
Quinn has a mostly smooth body except the thick bush around his cock and nuts. His cock was about four inches flaccid, very similar to me and Britt, although we were slightly thicker.
The first thing I noticed about Wes, was that not only did he obviously shave his underarms, but he shaved all of his pubic hair. I’m sure he is naturally hairless, but no one has absolutely no hair. His cock was a little shorter than me and Britt, but he was very thick and it looked longer without any hair.
Drew was definitely the winner of the big dick contest. He was longer and thicker than any of us. What really intrigued me was the fact that he was uncut. Not only was this the first black cock I’ve seen, but it was also the first uncircumcised one. He also had the sweetest ass, not that Britt, Wes and Quinn didn’t have cute butts, but Drew had something special.
After we swam for over an hour, we crawled out of the pool and Wes handed us all a towel. We were all taking our time drying off, no one seemed in a hurry to get dressed. I wasn’t complaining, I was happy to look at my hot friends as long as they wanted to stay naked.
Quinn suddenly blurt out, “Wes, you don’t have any pubes!”
Wes’s face turned crimson and he said, “You were worried about Zane looking at everybody. What are you doing looking at my dick?”
It was now Quinn’s turn to be embarrassed. He said, “Well, it’s hard not to notice. Drew and I don’t have much hair, but we have pubes. Britt has hair all over and Zane is like a… a … bear.”
I laughed, “I would be considered an otter.”
Quinn gave me a puzzled look, “What do you mean.”
I sighed, “A bear is usually a little, older and bigger. Britt and I would be otters, you and Wes would be twunks and sorry Drew, but you would be a twink. Not that that is a bad thing.”
Drew just shrugged, “It’s okay, I’m not offended at all.”
I spent the next half an hour explaining how gays describe other men’s bodies.
Wes shook his head and said, “I’m just naturally smooth, I just decided to get rid of all my hair. I like it and so do the girls I date.”
Quinn said, “It’s fine, I just have never seen it before, that’s all.”
Britt chuckled, “I think it’s time for another beer.”
We all sat around the table drinking another beer; no one had bothered to put any clothes on.
After a few minutes of silence, Quinn turned to me and asked, “Have sucked another guy’s dick?”
I sighed, “Yes.”
He continued, “And you have had another guy suck your dick?”
I nodded, “Yes, I have.”
Wes rolled his eyes, “Oh my God, Quinn, why are you asking about this?”
Quinn shrugged, “I don’t know, I’m just curious, I guess.”
Wes asked, “Curious about what? Do you want Zane to suck your dick?”
Quinn turned red, “No! I just… I mean… Oh, never mind. I was just wondering what it was like.”
I said, “It’s okay Quinn. I don’t mind if you ask questions. Gay sex is not much different than straight sex, except that both partners have the same… um sex organs.”
Quinn perked up, glad that I seemed willing to answer his questions. He asked, “Do you kiss?”
I nodded, “Yes, I like to kiss. Some guys don’t, but I prefer it to get things started.”
He looked down, “What is like to kiss another guy?”
I chuckled, “It’s just like kissing a girl, except their may be some whiskers involved.”
I heard Britt and Drew snicker and Quinn reached up and rubbed his face. He then pressed on, “What else do you do?”
I took a breath, “Well, as you already know, there is oral sex and I’m sure you know how the fucking works.”
Quinn winced slightly, “Yeah, doesn’t that hurt?”
I said, “Not if you prepare properly. There might be a little discomfort at first, but then it really feels good, especially if they hit your prostrate.”
He asked, “What’s that?”
He sat there wide-eyed as I tried my best to explain how hitting the prostrate felt very good.
He asked, “How do you properly prepare for… um… butt sex?”
I chuckled, “First, if I think there is a chance for sex, I clean myself very good. Then when things get heavy, my partner or I use a finger or two to kind of loosen each other up. Probably even give each other a rim job.”
Quinn asked, “You mean that you douche?”
I sighed, “Yes, you could say that.”
He sat and thought for another minute, “What’s a rim job?”
I laughed, “A rim job is when you lick the other guy’s ass.”
His eyes went wide, “You lick his asshole?”
I nodded, “Or he licks mine, it feels amazing. At least I like my ass being licked.”
Quinn just sat there and stared at me; I think he was a bit overwhelmed by the little gay sexual education class that he just received. I looked around the table at all our friends; they were also a little on the shocked side. I’m not sure they were prepared for the conversation they had just heard.
Britt grinned, “Well Quinn, did you get all your questions answered?”
Quinn sighed, “I guess so.”
Wes burst out laughing, “Do you want Zane to give you live demonstration?”
I must admit, my cock twitched at Wes’s suggestion. All eyes went back to Quinn, his face was again bright red. He shrugged as he looked in my direction, “Would you be okay with that?”
I nearly chocked on the swig of beer that I had just taken. I asked, “Are you serious?”
Quinn looked around the table and asked, “Have any of you guys ever sucked a cock before?”
Britt shook his head, “No, I haven’t. I did see Zane and my brother Brian doing it though.” He gave me sly grin. I promise I will tell you that story soon.
Wes quickly added, “I have not done it or seen it, and have no desire to.”
We all looked at Drew, it was hard to tell, but he looked like he was blushing. It’s very subtle on a black person. He sighed, “Do you mean someone else’s cock or ‘a’ cock?”
Britt asked the question that was on all of our minds, “What does that mean?”
Drew said, “I have not sucked another guy, but…”
After a few seconds, I asked, “But what?”
He sighed and said, “It might be easier to show you what I mean.”
We all watched in amazement as Drew leaned back in his chair. It was then that I noticed that his huge cock was already half hard, it was well over 8 inches at this point. He grabbed his ankles and pulled his legs behind his head, putting his chocolate rose bud on full display. He reached between his legs and grabbed his cock and leaned his head forward and licked the drop of precum that had formed. His cock swelled to a full 10 inches, and he pulled his foreskin back and wrapped his lips around the head of his one-eyed monster. He was soon bobbing up and down, getting almost half his cock down his throat. We all just sat there amazed at what we were witnessing. Drew released his cock and saw us all staring at him
He sighed, “I’m kind of shy and don’t have many dates. I saw a video online once and tried it. It felt good, so I do this instead of jacking off.”
That was all it took; I was now fully hard and stroking myself. I really didn’t care if all my friends saw me.
Quinn looked at me, stood up and walked toward me; his dick was also at full mast. He pulled me to my feet and leaned in for a kiss. After the first kiss, he asked, “It this okay?”
I nodded, “Yeah, it was very nice.” We leaned back and shared another, deeper kiss. I pushed my tongue into his mouth, and he was soon doing the same to me.
I looked around and saw Britt, Wes and Drew watching me and Quinn kissing, they were all stroking their own cocks. As if hypnotized, Drew stood up and walked over to me and Quinn and went to his knees. He alternated between mine and Quinn’s leaking poles, eating every drop of precum we could feed him.
I reached around and grabbed Quinn’s ass; he did not object. Quinn’s hand went around and cupped my ass cheek as well. He moaned into my mouth as Drew continued to alternate sucking both of our cocks. All the practice that Drew had on sucking his own cock was certainly paying off, he had me close to cuming.
I stopped kissing Quinn and pulled Drew up. I gave Drew a kiss, which he gladly returned and then I went to my knees. Before I began to suck the two glorious cocks that were before me, I looked up to see Drew and Quinn kissing. I also looked over at Britt and Wes, much to my surprise, they were stroking each other’s dicks and moving closer to us.
I sucked Quinn for a few minutes while stroking Drew. I couldn’t resist any longer, I wanted to taste that big uncut black cock. My tastebuds danced when I licked the creamy precum from the partially exposed head. I ran my tongue under the hood, I was loving the new experience of sucking an uncut cock, especially since it was totally unexpected.
Just when I was going to switch back to Quinn’s dick, I saw two new cocks appear next to my face. One was surrounded by a thick bush that I had seen many times before. The other was completely smooth, another new experience for this cock sucker. I can’t tell you how many times I have wanted to suck Britt; my dream was finally coming true.
Once again, I looked up at the owners of this man meat and saw Britt and Quinn kissing and Drew and Wes were also playing a spirited game of tonsil hockey. I smiled, the fantasy that I jacked off to so many times was suddenly a reality, I was on my knees with my four best friends cocks within reach of my hungry mouth. So far it has exceeded all of my wildest dreams. I took Britt’s cock onto my mouth and couldn’t resist reaching around and cupping his firm round ass. Another fantasy checked off my list.
Next, I moved to Wes’s hairless cock, and I just had to lick those smooth nuts. Damn, so many firsts for me. I have to say, sucking smooth balls was very enjoyable. I also continued to grab the ass of the man that I was sucking as I worked my way around the circle. My hands have never been so pleased, of course, my mouth wasn’t unhappy either.
On my last trip around the circle, I sucked Quinn in as deep as I could and grabbed his ass. I wanted to see how far he was willing to take his gay sex education session and ran a finger along his crack. I felt him quiver and spread his legs slightly, just the reaction I was hoping for. I found his warm moist pucker and let my finger circle it a couple of times. Quinn gasped, “Oh my God.”
He pulled me to my feet and planted a passionate kiss on my lips. I was spun around and got kisses from the rest of my friends. My head was spinning; each one was a good kisser in their own way. My favorite, however, has to be Britt. I’m sure some of that was because I had fantasized about kissing him so many times, but he did have a trick that he did with his tongue. I’m not sure how to explain it, but it was incredible.
I gave Quinn a final kiss and whispered in his ear, “Are you ready for your next lesson in man-to-man sex?”
He gave me a concerned look, I said, “Trust me, you will love it. Get on your hands and knees in that lounge chair with your ass facing me.”
He paused for a minute, but then complied, looking over his shoulder at me. I smiled as his winking pucker came into view. I moved in behind him and gave his hole a lick. He gasped, “Holy shit.” My tongue went into overdrive as I tried to push my tongue inside my curious friend. From the sounds he was making, he loved it, just as I promised.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Drew back on his knees sucking two cocks as Britt and Wes were again kissing. I continued to rim Quinn; my ass was sticking in the air. Much to my surprise and delight, I felt a tongue rake across my hole. I took a quick look and saw Drew had his face buried in my ass. Wes was on his knees sucking Britt.
Quinn moaned, “As much as I love you licking my ass, can I lick yours now?”
I quickly agreed and had Drew and Quinn trade places. I was now rimming Drew while Quinn rimmed me. While we were moving around, I noticed that Wes and Britt had also switched things up. Seeing my former roommate suck a cock was such a turn on.
Once I had Drew’s hole covered in my slobber, he gasped, “Zane, will you fuck me?”
I didn’t have to be asked twice. I slowly pushed in and once I had bottomed out, I turned to Quinn and gave him a nod. A big smile came across his face as he moved behind me and gave my hole another sloppy lick. I let out a deep breath as he pushed inside me. I was in heaven, my cock buried in a nice tight hole and a fat cock buried in my own hole. I wondered to myself why I had never been the center of a sex sandwich before; this was awesome.
Just before I was getting ready to blow my load, Quinn wanted to get fucked. I grinned, perfect, because I wanted Drew’s monster inside me. We got into position and once again I was in my happy place. Wes walked around and I was face to face with his impressive hairless manhood. I was happy to open my mouth and orally service him. Britt had moved behind Drew and pushed his cock inside his hole; we were now all connected in one sweaty pile of flesh.
Wes pulled his cock from my mouth, turned around and spread his cheeks apart. That was all the invitation that I needed, I feasted on the third ass of the day. It didn’t take long before Wes and Britt once again traded places. I had always thought that the closest that I would ever get to eating Britt’s ass was the time I spent with his brother, Brian. I could die a happy man now.
I decided I wanted to try one more position. We separated and I told Drew to lay on the lounge chair and suck his own cock again. His pucker came into view as he pulled his legs behind his head. I sank my aching cock into his tight hole. Quinn and Wes moved in front of me, and I alternated sucking their cocks. My final prayer was answered when Britt moved behind me, and he filled my hole with the meat that I had lusted over for so long.
I knew I was getting close to exploding, from the sounds coming from everyone else, they were in the same boat. Thankfully, Wes exclaimed, “I need to cum.” We all unstacked again.
I said, “Quinn, you started all of this, lay on that lounge chair.”
He offered no resistance as the rest of us formed a circle around him. We all began to stroke our cocks; all those cocks were pointed at Quinn. Just as he predicted, Wes was the first to shoot his load all over Quinn’s chest. Britt was next, adding his babymakers to Wes’s. God, that jizz would make a beautiful baby. Drew let out a groan, his uncut monster pulsed as his seed landed with the other gallon of cum already covering Quinn’s chest.
I grinned at my next thought. At the last moment, I aimed my cock right at Quinn’s face and unloaded, the last drop even landed across his lips. Quinn stuck his tongue out to lick everything he could reach. Wes said, “Oh shit.”
Quinn was feverishly fisting his cock, I leaned down to help him cum. I wrapped my lips around the head while he continued to stroke. He gasped, “I’m cumming.” I think he said that as a warning, but kept my lips locked on his cock. He filled my mouth with his creamy seed.
He looked down at me and panted, “Fuck, did you swallow that?”
I shook my head and grinned as I let his cock fall from my mouth and moved up to give him a kiss. I pushed his cum from my mouth into his. I kept kissing him until the cum was all gone, swallowed by both of us.
Before Quinn could process that he had just eaten his own cum, Drew leaned down and licked some of the cum from Quinn’s chest and also fed to him with a kiss. The look on Quinn’s face was priceless, and Drew looked so cute with that pleased look on his face. I leaned down and licked up another load and then fed it to Drew.
Drew and I smiled at each other and went down to lick Quinn’s chest clean, kissing each other after each lick.
Wes said, “Okay, that’s a bit much for me. You guys can use the shower in the changing room. I’m going to take another swim.”
Drew and I lingered behind the rest as they all left to clean up. Once Quinn came out of the shower, Drew and I decided we wanted to shower together. We couldn’t keep our hands off of each other.
After our shower, we joined the rest for another beer. We all finally put our shorts back on and played another game of poker.
I asked Quinn, “So, did I answer all of your questions?”
He shrugged, “Yeah, I guess. I’m not sure I want to do it again, but you were right, a rim job is pretty intense.”
Wes rolled his eyes and quickly changed the subject. I think it was safe to assume that Wes was not interested in exploring gay sex any further. I assured them all that what we did would remain a secret. I had no interest in outing any of them. We never talked about it after that day.
Well, Wes, Quinn and Britt never talked about it. A week after our little session, Drew called me and came over to my apartment. He didn’t come to talk about that day, but to tell me that he and his roommate were not getting along. Being a good friend, I comforted him, which ended up with us having a private session with just the two of us. A month later, he moved in with me, and we have been happily together ever since.
I will always be grateful to Wes for inviting us all to that pool party and to Quinn for asking all those questions. Of course, I am also grateful to Britt for being a great, supportive friend, and to Drew for being the man that I hope to spend the rest of my life with.
The End.
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