Date: Sun, 25 Aug 2002 16:50:56 -0500
From: eaeiii@att.net
Subject: Vacation-13

I wasn't sure what kind of atmosphere I would find when I left the guest
room to join the party.  I was certainly afraid to go out there before any
guests arrived.

When I began to hear voices other than John's and Larry's, I opened the
guest room door and wandered down the hall toward the living room.

To my surprise about fifteen people had arrived.  Bob had come back from
changing his clothes.

Jane and Julie, who we had met at the beach earlier that day were there
wearing tight fitting T-shirts over their ample breasts, and short cutoffs.

Paul and Linda, who we had met in the arcade, were there.  From the look on
their faces they had had substances other than alcohol before arriving.
Linda wore a spaghetti strap half-top that did wonders to show off her
ample boobs.  She was sitting on the couch and I could tell that she had
nothing on under her short skirt.

I went over to the bar and asked Larry for a can of beer.  He looked
daggers at me, but smiled with his mouth as he set the can on the bar and
wrapped it with a napkin.  I got away from the bar as quickly as I could.

There were maybe twenty more people there, evenly divided between males and
females.  Some wore preppy clothes - Dockers and golf shirts with boat
shoes.  Others wore more cutoffs and T-shirts.  Most of the people seemed
to know each other from high school.  Most seemed to be visiting home from
college for the Thanksgiving holiday.

John introduced me to his friends.  He seemed relaxed and pleasant, playing
the role of the perfect host.  As the hors d'ouvres we made that afternoon
were consumed, he returned to the kitchen to zap another tray in the
microwave, or remove more from the refrigerator to replenish the dishes on
the tables.  Larry occasionally gave him a hand if he fell behind in those
duties.

I mingled for several hours, enjoying the people I met, and hearing high
school stories about John.  I shared a few college stories about John, but
kept all my comments within social norms.

I found myself out on the pool deck with Bob, Jane and Julie around ten
o'clock.  We were sitting around a table having a nice chat.  Julie
suddenly volunteered a comment on the enormity of Bob's cock and the
steel-like hardness of my own.

When we met at the beach, I thought Jane was shy.  It turned out that she
just had a habit of looking down when she talked.

"I would really love to see both of your cocks," Jane volunteered.

My boner sprang to instant attention, and began to poke its way out of my
cutoffs.

Bob, casual dude that he is, responded, "Sure."  He stood up, unzipped his
cutoffs and laid his eleven inches of meat on the table top right between
Jane and Julie.

They both reached for it, with Julie holding it near the base and Jane near
the tip.  Bob's cock immediately sprang up off the table and began pointing
at the umbrella.

Jane turned to me and said, "I'd like to feel your steel."

Well, my steel had certainly gotten to an annealed state and was stretching
out of the leg of my cutoffs.  I stood up and unzipped my zipper standing
beside Julie.  Before I got my zipper down she had her hand up my leg and
had wrapped her long fingers around my love tool.

My zipper was down, her hand was on my cock, her other hand was on Bob's
cock.  Julie's hand was on Bob's cock.  I was really hot.

I used both hands to pull Jane's T-shirt up and off her body.  While I was
doing that, Bob was pulling off Julie's T-shirt.  I put one hand on Jane's
breast and another on Julie's.  Bob did the same.

I was just about to start moving my hand down Jane's stomach toward the
golden triangle when Julie said, "Let's do this up right."

She stood up, unzipped her cutoffs, let them drop to the pool deck and
leaned back across the table with her ass right on the edge of the table.
Her head was on the other side of the table.

At the same time, Jane stood up and dropped her cutoffs to the pool deck
and shook them off her feet.  She walked to the other side of the table,
positioning her crotch over Julie's mouth and leaned forward until her
mouth covered Julie's pussy.

Bob and I watched with our erections at a rock-hard state as the two of
them began to lap each other, squirming with delight as their tongues
aroused their sensual desires.

I stepped up behind Jane to insert my raging cock into her pussy.  As soon
as she felt the head of my cock against her she sprang up and said, "Oh,
no.  If you want some of this then the two of you have to entertain us a
little."

Bob moved around and laid back on the table and said to me, "Come on, Bro."

I moved my crotch over his head and leaned across to engulf his eleven
inches of man meat in my hungry lips.  Bob leaned his head back and sucked
my cock into his mouth all the way to the hilt.

The girls stopped their licking and sucking to watch the two of us go at
it.  This was the first time my cock had been in Bob's mouth.  He certainly
knew how to make a cock feel good.  I was hoping I was doing the same for
him.

From beside us Julie said, "That's really hot.  Let's feel those big dicks
do their duty now."

Jane insisted," I want Bob's cock in me now."

I got to my feet and Bob rose and walked around the table to position his
cock at Jane's wet pussy lips.  Those lips were being lubricated again by
Julie's tongue.  Bob rubbed the tip of his enormous tool up and down her
crack, and Julie began to move her tonguing attentions from Jane to Bob.
Bob drew back and impaled Jane with his tool.  She tightened for a second,
and then let out a moan of pleasure.

Julie was on her back with Jane's pussy above her face.  It was being
impaled by Bob's organ.  Julie began to suck on Bob's balls, just like
Nancy had the day before.  They were too huge to get both of them in her
mouth, so she sucked them one at a time.

My cock was screaming for attention.  I wrapped my hand around it and began
jacking it, but there was an unoccupied mouth and an unoccupied pussy right
on the other side of the table.  I walked around and started to stick my
cock into Julie's cunt, the cunt that was being serviced by Jane's tongue.

I slammed it in hard, and Jane's tongue continued working on Julie's clit.
At the same time she was running it across my scrotum.

The sensations were fantastic, and pretty soon I felt bodies begin to
stiffen as the cum welled up from within each of us.

Trying not to yell as we came, I looked over at the sliding back door of
the house.  John's Dad, Larry, was standing there watching us, with his
hands in his shorts.  Meanwhile the four of us were silently screaming as
each of us experienced an intense orgasm.

The four of us crawled out of our convoluted positions on the table and
pulled our clothes back on.  As we entered the house through the door,
Larry was standing next to the wall.  He put his arm around my shoulder and
said, "I guess you're not as big a faggot as I thought you were."

I wasn't sure what to make of that, or what it would mean to my friendship
with John.

John was still busy playing the perfect host, serving food and filling in
at the bar while his Dad took a break.  No one had left, yet.


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