Date: Wed, 18 Jun 2003 10:56:18 -0700 (PDT) From: Ragin Cajun <ragincajun1987@yahoo.com> Subject: Fun on the Bayou, Part 4 This story contains graphic language and details of homosexual acts and drug use. If you are offended by such activities or if you are underage, please read no further. This is one of a several chapters about my sexual exploits in college during the mid 1980's. These stories are true, but please keep in mind that most of the sexual activities noted occurred between close long-term friends that had no possibility of being exposed to AIDS at that time. Now, safe sex is not an option, it is a requirement. Names have been changed to protect the not so innocent. ******************************************************************************** STRIP POKER WITH MIKE & DEWAYNE It had been about a month since Carl had set me up with Mike. During this time, Carl and I had reverted to our routine of regularly getting each other off, but because finals were approaching, we hadn't had sex in a week. Carl didn't want to fool around because he had to really study to become eligible for medical school (or so he said as I later found out). After his last exam, which was after mine, Carl bounced through the front door like a six year old who just received his first bike. "Man, am I glad that shit's over. It's time to PAAAARTEEE!" he shouted. Carl fixed us a couple of rum and cokes and got the bong. We were halfway through our drinks and had each taken quite a few tokes when there was a knock on the door. "Oh fuck! Who's that? Put the stash away." I said sounding extremely paranoid. (Yeah, I started getting the "horrors". Every pothead's worst nightmare.) "Just open the door, fuckwad. Before I left the campus, I called Mike to see if he wanted to come over." Carl told me. Mike and I hadn't seen each other since that weekend, and I jumped up to answer the door because, with Carl's jubilant attitude, I thought I would shortly become involved in my first three-way. I opened the door, and there was Mike--and his cousin, Dewayne. Dewayne's one hot piece of USDA grade prime beef too. He could be Mike's twin, if it weren't for his blond hair and blue eyes. When I saw both of them there, I was somewhat disappointed. I looked at Carl and I could tell he knew what I was feeling. Mike and Dewayne came in and sat by Carl. Carl started loading up the bong for them, and I went in the kitchen to fix all of us some drinks. When I joined them, we sat around for about an hour just smoking, drinking, and getting really loaded. Carl was the first one to mention sex. "Hey Mike, are your dick and ass still sore from the last time you were here?" Carl asked. "No man, as a matter of fact, I'm horny right now and I'm ready for some more." Mike said. "How about you Dewayne?" "Dude, you know that I'm always ready." Dewayne replied. "You play around too?" I asked Dewayne. "Hell yeah!" Dewayne said. "Who do you think showed these two pussies how to play?" "Fuck you bitch!" Carl and Mike said in unison. "Well, let's play." I said. "What are we waiting for?" "Whoa, wait up!" Carl told me. "We three always play a little game before we go after it. It's more interesting." All three of them started laughing at this point. "What?" I asked somewhat perplexed. "Why don't you get the deck of cards and see for yourself." Carl said. I went to the kitchen, got the deck, and returned. By this time, they were sitting at the dining room table, and I joined them after placing the deck in the center of the table. "OK, I know you know how to play poker." Carl said. "Well, we play strip poker." "Yeah, O.K., and?" I asked. "Well, you know how in strip poker you usually just lose clothes?" Mike said. "Yeah!" I answered. "We put our asses on the line." responded Dewayne. "Oh, so what are the rules?" I asked. "I'm game." Carl then told me that each player is allowed to wear only three articles of clothing. After each hand, the winner gets to keep his clothes, and all the other players lose one item. The first person to lose after being totally "nekkid" is the loser. The game is then played until each "position" is determined. (O.K. side note! To explain the difference between naked and "nekkid" to all you non-southerners, naked is when you have no clothes on, but "nekkid" is when you have no clothes on and you are "up to no good".) "OK, I get it." I said. "But what's the prize?" Mike then said that the loser sucks off everyone and is sucked off by the next to last person. The winner then gets to fuck all three other players. The second place person fucks the loser twice and the other person once, and the last two players fuck each other three times. "Does that sound alright with you?" Dewayne asked me. "Shit yeah!" I said, and to be honest, I had no intention of finishing any higher than "loser". "OK, let's start then." Carl said. Mike and Dewayne took off their shoes and socks to make sure we each had only three articles of clothing, and Carl shuffled the deck and dealt the first hand. Carl won the first hand with a pair of six's, and Mike, Dewayne, and I lost our shirts. Mike won the second hand with three four's, and Carl lost his shirt and Dewayne and I lost our pants. Carl won the third hand with a "straight", and Mike lost his pants and Dewayne and I lost our underwear. At this point, Dewayne and I were extremely hard already. Dewayne's dick was huge - 8" long like Mike's, but it was about 6" around with a huge red mushroom-shaped head. The thickest dick I had ever seen up to this time. He also had a light dusting of blond hair all over his incredibly cut body that was extremely sexy. Dewayne won the next hand with two three's, and I was the loser (Damn!?!). Carl lost his pants and Mike lost his underwear. Next, Mike won with a full house. Dewayne became the third place finisher (how lucky was I) and Carl lost his underwear. The final hand was tense with Carl and Mike each bragging about how they were going to tear each other's asses. Dewayne and I could care less, because we started kissing and rubbing each other all over. Carl and Mike told us to hold on until their hands were revealed. Carl finally won with three kings, and he took great pleasure in harassing Mike. We then all stood up, and Carl, Mike and Dewayne sat on the couch. Carl told me that because he was the winner, he got the first blowjob. I knelt between his legs, engulfed his cock, and started pumping like crazy. When I felt him tense, I started to slow down to prolong his pleasure, but Carl told me to just go after his juice because we were all in for a long afternoon and they needed to cum quick to have some left for later. So, I started sucking hard again, and about a minute later, Carl was filling my mouth with his cum. No sooner had I swallowed the last drop of Carl's cum, Mike pulled me by my hair and pushed my mouth on his dick. After I had been working on Mike's dick for a few minutes, Carl got behind me and started eating my hole. His dick was pressed against my legs, and I could tell he was still hard. It took about five minutes for Mike to pump me full on his cream. Dewayne then gave me a deep kiss tasting Carl and Mike's juices, while he moved to lie on the floor and spread his legs to give me a better access. I quickly pounced on his dick, but I had to stop momentarily while Carl plugged me. Pretty soon, Carl and I developed a steady rhythm between his pounding my ass and my milking Dewayne. After about ten minutes, Dewayne tensed and began flooding my mouth with a huge load that was definitely the largest, thickest and sweetest of the three, and shortly thereafter, Carl blew in my ass. Mike then looked at me and told me it was his turn. He rolled me on my back, lifted my legs, and put my feet on his shoulders. In no time his cock was buried in my ass, and he began hammering me. After kissing me for a little while, Dewayne straddled my head, shoved his dick back in my mouth, and swallowed my rod. I was lost at this point. Dewayne's thick tasty dick in my mouth, Mike's pounding my hole, and Dewayne's expert blowjob had me spinning. In no time, I lost it and blew cannon shot after cannon shot of cum down Dewayne's throat. After my orgasm, I continued to suck Dewayne's dick and Mike kept fucking me until he finally came. Dewayne replaced Mike between my legs and slowly inserted his dick in me. For the first time in a while, there was a little pain, as I had never had anything this thick in me before, but after a while, the pleasure returned, and my dick got hard again. When Dewayne felt my ass relax, he let go and fucked me harder than I had ever been before. There were several times that I was close to cumming, but Dewayne sensed it and he backed off until I calmed down. After about 10 minutes, Dewayne pissed his cum into me. Dewayne then pulled me up in a sitting position and kissed me. "Your turn!" he told me. Dewayne lay on his back and lifted his legs. After I lubed my dick, I gently place it at his hole, but Dewayne really wanted it. I buried my dick in him with the first push and began to seriously fuck him. With the constant banging my prostate had received earlier, I wasn't able to last long, but I know I left a lot of lube for Carl and Mike to use. After I came, Dewayne was fucked next by Carl, who must have hammered Dewayne for about 15 minutes before he finally came. As Mike replaced Carl in Dewayne's hole, I squatted over Dewayne's dick and sat on it. For the next 20 minutes, all three of us moaned and grunted like crazy as Mike kept pounding Dewayne's ass, which would constantly force Dewayne's dick further into me. Mike came first, and Dewayne flipped me on my back and continued to fuck me for another five minutes until he came. I was hard as a rock and really needed to cum by this time, so I told Dewayne to bend over the couch. I was able to plow his ass doggy-style really well this time, and Carl and Mike were hooting and hollering encouraging me to "Fuck that bitch". I don't know exactly how long I fucked him, but my orgasm seemed to last forever. We then decided to take a little break. Carl fixed us some more drinks, and we smoked some more weed and shot the shit. During this time, Dewayne couldn't keep his hands off me. About a half hour later, I noticed that we were all hard again, and Mike said that we should finish paying off our bets. Carl told Mike to lay on his back and me to kneel over Mike in a 69. Carl entered Mike's ass, and Dewayne entered mine. While they were fucking us, Mike and I began to suck each other, but we were careful not to make each other cum. The sex was intense, and we were all sweating like pigs. I'm not sure how long Mike and I were fucked, but when Carl and Dewayne finally came, I would swear you could hear their moans, groans, and yells in the next parish. After Carl and Dewayne came, Mike and I were horny as hell. Carl had gotten his satisfaction, so he got up and took a shower. Mike asked if we could go to my bedroom. When we got there, Mike told Dewayne to lie on his back, and he told me to fuck him in the missionary position. After I embedded my dick in Dewayne's ass, Mike came up behind me, and stabbed his cock up my hole. The sensation I felt is indescribable. In no time, Mike and I were working like a well-oiled machine. When I would push in Dewayne's ass, Mike would pull out, and when I would pull out, Mike would nail his dick back into me. My prostate had never gotten such a work out. I must have stayed on the brink of cumming for about 20 minutes until Mike really started fucking me. His pumping got me so hot that I just couldn't hold back anymore and I pumped what was left of my seed in Dewayne. My orgasm then triggered Mike's, and when he came, I thought he would leave bruises on my shoulders that would last for a month because he squeezed/pinched them so hard. After he came, Mike left to take a shower, but the fun was not over. Dewayne had gotten hard again, and he wanted to fuck me one more time. I told him that I didn't know if my ass could take much more, but I would give it a try. Dewayne told me to get on my hands and knees at the foot of the bed. After I had gotten in position, he deeply kissed me and licked my neck and back, but there was no love or romance in this fuck. Dewayne rammed his dick in me and began fucking like a jackhammer. There was no slowing down or speed variance, just one long fuck. Dewayne messaged my prostate so thoroughly and intensely that I constantly had drops of cum spilling out of my dick and I started to feel like my nuts were in my throat. He fucked me for a good 30 minutes before he finally shot whatever was left in him in me. After it was over, we lay down and gently kissed each other. "Damn, I don't think my nuts have ever been so drained." Dewayne said. "I know, me either." I responded. "Mike and Carl were right, you are one hot fuck. I've never had an ass or pussy that has ever been as hot and tight as you." He told me. "Ah, thanks, I guess. Do you want to take a shower too?" "Nah, you wore me out, I'll think I'll just take a nap." "That's cool with me." We then kissed each other gently for a while and drifted off to sleep. When I woke later that night, actually early morning, Dewayne was gone, and my ass was one sore, sticky, leaking mess. But - I had never felt so good in my life. TO BE CONTINUED ******************************************************************************** If you would like to comment, or critique, please let me know at ragincajun1987@yahoo.com.