Date: Wed, 5 Feb 2014 20:05:32 -0500
From: dave stout <dodge1191@hotmail.com>
Subject: Couple Service, what I am.

Couple Service, what I am.

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This is a simple story of a young man who after finally admitting he was
gay struggles in his quest to pursue his bisexual interests.

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I was in kind of a deep funk; my wife of three years had called it quits. I
couldn't really blame her because in truth I now knew that I wasn't
entirely hetro. About every few weeks I would get that old, familiar itch
that could only be relieved by a trip to the local "bath" for a chance to
be just another anonymous cocksucker. She caught me and that was that, we
were done then but marital sex was gone long before that day. It hit me
hard that my life seemed a shambles and that I had really hurt my wife; I
was coming to terms with the fact that I was queer but wasn't at all happy
with it. I so wanted to be hetro or at least bisexual and concluded that
perhaps I only needed exposure to a couple willing to show me the way.

I had a college friend that was my roommate for a couple of years that
could possibly help me. He lived out of state but we had kept in touch and
actually met a couple of times a year. In college we moved in different
circles but we're great friends; he was a jock while I was shy and
nerdy. We both thought it perverse that the University's computer
"room-matching" software had decided to make us roomies for we couldn't be
more different.

We actually found that after all was said and done we were actually quite
compatible but certainly not as the University computer matching software
had planned.

You see, that was because I was his stress reliever, his on-call
cocksucker. Mike enjoyed nothing better than living with a guy who didn't
mind sucking him off a couple times a day. He had a beautiful prick, long,
straight and blessed with a huge cockhead. His piss hole looked much like a
cannon barrel. Mike had a very wide streak of Alpha-domination in his
makeup that fit seamlessly with my submissive nature. He simply ordered me
to service him in just the way he enjoyed it; it was all about him and I
knew it. Our little arrangement held throughout our college years, just the
two of us in a "behind-closed-doors" kinda Alpha-male and faggot
relationship. At the end of our studies we obtained jobs on opposite coasts
but kept in touch even through weddings and birthdays. I was sure that
seeing Mike would help lift me out of my funk.

I e-mailed Mike with my little dilemma and he quickly agreed to help me
out; we arranged for me to drive out and stay with him and his wife for a
long weekend. It was a 350 mile drive but I was looking forward to it. I
had been at his wedding and knew his wife, Janine. She was a good looking
Irish girl with a reddish complexion, small tits and a bit plump. She
wasn't fat at all, just slightly plump and Mike often said that after a few
cocktails she loved to fuck.

We went into their living room to get reacquainted and started making small
talk while drinking a really good red wine. Mike was very aware of my
dilemma after our series of e-mail "heart-to-heart" talks.

Mike was very "up" and happy; he was still smiling that trademark smirk of
his when he zipped down his fly and pulled out that big snake I used to
service so often. I was watching him stroke his cock while talking about
some inane TV show when he brought me abruptly out of my trance.

Mike quickly took control as he talked. "Here John, come on over here and
suck my cock again, don't worry, Janine knows all about your sucking me off
all through our University years; she thinks it's exciting.

I looked over at his wife and she just nodded at me with a wry, all knowing
smile.

Mike stood and dropped his pants before settling back again into his big ,
leather lounge chair. What could I do, it was obvious that he had shared my
problem with Janine; since she knew all about me I might just as well go
ahead. This was very awkward but I gulped back my shyness and went to my
knees moving over to Mike. He had a big, wide smirk as he held that big
cockhead I was so familiar with up to me like it was a sacrament and I just
took it into my mouth just as I had been taught in college by Mike.

"It's just like old times huh, John? You know, Janine, John used to blow me
at least twice a day. I could wake up in the middle of the night with a
hardon and just walk over to his bed and stuff it into his mouth while he
was still sleeping. He'd nurse on my cock for a little while as he was
waking up then just let me blow my load in his mouth. If I didn't feed him
cum at least once a day he would pout for awhile and the beg me to let him
service my cock. he was quite the slut then and I doubt anything has
changed."

"Remember what I taught you John, do it now, You know what to do take all
my cock. 'm sure you remember the hours I spent training your mouthcunt. So
get busy giving me some head. I'm sure Janine here is interested in how a
"trained" cocksucker services his man. This is the way to remember, fond
memories; it's so much better that looking thru old photo albums, take that
cock like you were taught John, just do it."

On my knees now it did seem that nothing had changed and I was transported
back to that small cramped dorm room where we were mostly always naked and
that always smelled of sex. I opened wide and let him push his dick into my
mouth as he reached behind my head and pulled me to him to get his cock
deeper into my mouth.

"Ok John, it seems you're a bit rusty so I'll help you remember, I'm going
all the way so get your gag reflex under control, concentrate on breathing
through your nose." he warned. His cock head was at the entrance to my
throat and I started to feel the gagging start.  Just like in the past he
ignored my discomfort and pushed forward into my throat with one quick
lunge.  I was gagging and choking but Mike held my head steady until my
throat spasms subsided.

I actually thought I would pass out from lack of breath just as he withdrew
his cock from my throat.  I grabbed a quick breath of air before Mike
shoved his big snake back in again.  This time he kept his plug in my
throat until the muscles in my gullet relaxed from the stress and just as
in the dorm room at college; I got used to it!

"Do you see that Janine, that's how you teach a faggot how to deep throat a
cock.  After awhile his body just learns what it's supposed to do and that
makes it possible for his trainer to control unwanted actions." he said. I
looked over at Janine and she was very interested as she lightly fingered
her pussy.

Of course Mike was right, after several excursions into my throat; I did
find it easier to take that thick cock of his right in; it's amazing what
the human body can accommodate; I was getting used to my throat being
plugged and was now actually aware of my throat contractions milking his
cockhead.  He now proceeded to fuck my mouth with great gusto; like in the
past, my mouth was just a cunt to him now.

Once I found the best angle to take his cock I started to actually enjoy
being throat fucked. "This is what I told you about Janine; this was the
good old days. I had John sucking me off so often that I'll bet his mouth
felt empty without a cock plugging it. Do you remember what it was like in
the Dorm room John?"

I did remember and slipped quickly back into it; living with Mike back then
was one of those wonderful, terrible episodes in life that you can't
forget. I remembered what he liked and put my hands behind my back and
looked right into his eyes. I knew Mike liked his cocksucker to only use
his mouth and that he really enjoyed watching my face as he forced his cock
through my throat opening as I gagged on its thick length. As always he
would then pull my head back letting me get a quick gasp of breath before
plugging my gullet again. He enjoyed watching my eyes throughout the throat
fucking; he told me once that he could see into my cocksucker soul then. I
was choking, with my eyes watering as I sensed Janine had moved closer to
us and was intently watching the action. I tried turning to look at her and
Mike simply slapped my face.

Mike then said in his soft, deep voice, "Don't worry about anything but my
cock John, keep your focus, you're better than that, just think of the cock
in your mouth." I was surprised that after a bit he pulled his cock out and
let me catch my breath as he said, "I think though it's time to show you
how a cocksucker can help a couple fuck don't you honey? You're so fucked
up thinking of my cock John that you can't concentrate; we'll start slow so
you can learn some new skills, eh."

Mike continued, "We'll be enjoying your service as you're getting over your
sad little breakup. When we get finished you'll be an expert on serving a
couple," Mike said. I was mesmerized by my bizarre situation as I stood
there naked with head bowed listening to my old roommate describe how I
would be sexually serving him and his wife.

Janine sat on a high, wide, bed room chair, opened her robe and spread her
legs. Mike roughly led me to her and pushed me to my knees in front of her
as he spoke. "OK John get a good look, before were done you'll be more
familiar with her crotch than with your own face. This should be very
interesting as you learn how to enjoy yourself as you service a cunt and
Janine learns about cocksucking."




I'm acutely aware that I'm pretty homo and not really into cunt but I
couldn't help salivating as I gazed at the beautiful, pink, hairless cunt
of my friend's wife while she spoke. "Get your nose up there and get used
to my scent, it's a perfume that you'll learn to love, eau of crotch eh."
Janine said.

Mike sat on the chair edge and watched me; the fact that I was being
closely watched by the two of them added a very erotic aspect to my
humiliation.

I noted that her cunt had a musky odor with just a hint of stale piss
smell; it wasn't unpleasant just quite different than the cock smell I was
used to. I shuddered as Mike grabbed one of my ears and led my face into
those delicious, soft folds with the one word command "lick."

I was soon lost in the act as I licked up and down her cunt slit using my
tongue to service her. I noticed that she had begun to gush cum juice; I
lapped it up like it was a fine, French sauce.

"He looks good down there, how's he doing?" Mike asked her.

"Pretty good, he has a nice, wide, long tongue. With a little coaching he
will be as good a cunt-lapper as he is a cocksucker. I want to get fucked
now; his tongue has put me in the mood," she replied.

I was roughly pushed away being told to watch as a real man fucked his
cunt. Sitting on the floor I watched as Mike approached with his cock
sticking out; from my vantage point on the floor his cock looked
enormous. I was commanded to wet the head so it could slide easily into
her. I sucked and licked Mike's cock until he pushed me down on my back;
she climbed on top of my head with her cunt at my mouth. He mounted her
from the rear as I slurped once more on cunt.

For the first time in my life, I had a close-up view of cock fucking a
cunt, pounding in and out. I was so close that I could hear the wet sucking
sounds of her cunt and felt the spray of their combined juices on my face
with each plunge. Mike started to tease her by slowly pulling his cock from
her pussy until just the head remained inside. Then he'd wait until she
started whimpering for more before shoving it back in as hard as he
could. Each time she would moan loudly.

His cock was so thickly engorged it stretched her pussy lips far apart, and
when he pulled out, her cunt lips stuck to his shaft and stretched far from
her smooth pubic mound. The sight of this was awesome. I was so hot. His
cock was rubbing across my lips when he pulled out and her cunt juices
dripped all over my face.

As Mike fucked Janine, she panted and gasped for air and made small animal
sounds that I had never heard before. Mike fucked faster until with a
growl, he plunged in right in to the hilt, almost squeezing his tightened
nut sack into her cunt as well. I knew he was spraying his jizm inside her
pussy now and I realized that I was just seconds and inches away from
eating his leftovers. He had already told me I was to be the "clean up" boy
from now on.

When Mike pulled out his sticky, slimy piece of cockmeat a long string of
cum followed it out and splashed on my face. I quickly attached my mouth to
her gaping gash and proceeded to suck out the still warm clumps of scum. It
tasted similar to what I had sucked directly from his cock but somewhat
sweeter after mixing with her juices. It slid like syrup down my throat
coated with Janine's own sauce. God, it was delicious! Janine then sat up
and a rush of sperm flowed out of her deep pussy and down my throat. He
must have shot a huge load deep into her!

After I cleaned everything out of her pussy, she raised her crotch off my
face and looked down at me with a smirk on her face. My face was drenched
with their juices.

"Did you have fun down there little sissy boy?" she said and then
giggled. She motioned me to immediately go to work on Mike's semi-stiff
rod. His dick was still wet with mixed cum and pussy juice, which I slowly
licked up. I worked my way down to his balls and gently lapped at each one
until his cock started swelling. I thought to myself that the skin encasing
his balls was soft like Janine's cunt lips.

"It's my guess that from now on you'll be thrilled to stick your tongue
into a nice, wet cunt full of cum and thank us for the privilege." She
said.  We adjourned for a little wine and were making small talk thru a
couple of glasses when Mike abruptly told Janine to bend over and show me
here asshole. I don't embarrass easily but this actually got to me. Janine
was bent over at 90 degrees and reached behind to hold her cheeks apart;
her little nether hole was hairless and puckered.

Mike told me, "Get behind her John' kneel down and get a good luck. Janine,
why don't you get on your hands and knees for John; I think he wants to
give your cunt a little lick from behind; it'll be another new experience
for him."

What could I do, I did as I was told just as Mike knew I would, after all
we had a history. I very tentatively snaked my tongue out and gently ran it
up and down her cunt lips before tickling her clit with it.

Mike was laughing as he said; "do you notice how different cunt lapping is
from behind John, your nose is firmly in Janine's asshole, talk about a
win-win."

Of course he was right but hell this wasn't too bad. Her scent was
certainly much different than a man's but not at all unpleasant I
thought. Mike took my head and pulled me aside as he quickly plunged his
cock into her cunt, the same cunt that I had used my tongue to wet. He
fucked her for a few minutes and then put his cock into my mouth for a few
strokes before once again guiding my face to her cunt. I noticed that there
was a slightly different taste now that I attributed to a mixing of their
combined juices.

Mike again began fucking her and I was so close that I could hear the wet
sounds of a very energetic fuck. All of a sudden Mike tensed up and I knew
that he was now pumping her cunt full of his sticky cum. I wasn't at all
surprised when he finally pulled his cock out for my mouth to clean up. I
was happy to lick and suck the cock I had so often serviced in the past
nice and clean. Mike then directed me to Janine's steamy cunt now full of
his cum. I used the flat of my tongue to scoop out the hot globs of jizm
coated with her juices. It was so very humiliating that I tingled all over
with the awfulness of this wonderful experience. Cum that spews out of a
man's piss-slit is great but this was also very tasty in a different way. I
was happy here I realized.

Eventually I had Janine's snatch as clean as if she was exiting a shower. I
don't know why but without any prompting I took my nose out of her asshole
and began tonguing it. This was new to me but I must have been doing it ok
because I heard her making little mewing sounds. Ii don't know what I
expected but the musty, warm taste of ass wasn't unpleasant, in fact I
liked it.

The time I'd spent with Mike and Janine brought me out of my funk. I now
knew that I wasn't as much gay as bisexual. It was the humiliation that I
sought, I needed to be submissive. I was as happy being Janine's human
bidet as I was servicing Mike's cock. I would be back to their house many
times.

The End.

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