BI HI LOVE
I sat before my open window, the window across the way from that of my
best friend Rudy, my best friend forever. The night sounds of the warm
spring evening played their symphony: the crickets, the night birds, the wind through
the big oak tree between our houses, the moans of passion from Rudy's open
bedroom window. I died a little. Rudy's parents must be out of the
house, because he was entertaining Gwen, again.
Rudy and Gwen. He had discovered her two years ago during our sophomore
year. She was a pretty little thing with short brown hair and piercing green
eyes that you couldn't ignore when she looked at you. She played in the
high school band, like me. I played trumpet and she played clarinet. We both loved music. Besides that, playing in the band gave
me another excuse to be near Rudy. He was the quarterback of the
football team, and
wherever the team played, the band did too.
Rudy and I had been close forever, seems like. We met in first grade. Even then
he was a big kid: tall, strong, dark hair, big brown eyes and adorable
face. That description hasn't changed. And, I was a runt: short, thin, blond hair,
blue eyes. That hasn't changed either. Our first day of first grade, some schoolyard bully was
tormenting me during recess. Rudy saw the tears streaming down my
dirt-covered face and punched the guy out. He placed an arm around my
shoulders and walked me over to a bench. I threw my arms around him and sobbed as he held me.
"Hey, what's your name kid?" he asked softly, wiping my face with his handkerchief.
"Mackey," I hiccuped between sobs.
"Well Mackey, you don't have to cry anymore, 'cause nobody's gonna ever hurt you again," he promised, squeezing my shoulder.
It was then that we discovered that he had moved next door to me the
We walked home from school that afternoon chattering like magpies and
been best friends ever since. We had some common interests, but not
all. He liked sports and outdoor activities and I preferred reading and
computer games. But, above all, we were best friends. We simply
enjoyed each other's company, as confidants, sharing our thoughts and
feelings. And, we were comfortable enough with each other to enjoy
being close. On a lazy afternoon, we would lay
together talking, me with my head in his lap or he with his head on my
chest, exposing our innermost thoughts. We had no secrets.
True to his word, he pounded on a few kids until I was old enough to
take martial arts lessons and stand up for myself. Oddly enough, after
I learned martial arts and gained some self-confidence, I never had to use
it; because, no one ever picked on me again.
Together, Rudy and I journeyed through our early maturity, as boys do. We dug
holes in the back yard, smoked stolen cigarettes, chipped our front
teeth learning to roller skate, learned to fish and swim in Miller's
pond, and built a tree house in the big oak tree. We spent as many
nights in the other's house as we did in our own. My mother learned to
wash Rudy's dirty clothes and put them away with mine, for she knew if
she returned them next door, they would wind up back in our house
within a few days. The same was true of Rudy's mom.
Those nights spent together were very informative, learning as much
about our bodies as we possibly could. We experimented together as
young folk are bound to do and finally ventured across the threshold of
Even though we had other close friends, my emotional self was bound up
with Rudy. And, in my naivetè, I expected that we would be
together forever. But then, the directions of our maturity changed.
When we were fifteen, Rudy met Gwen.
Gwen and I were good friends before she met Rudy. We played in the
band together. She was, and is, a delightful girl. I
had invited her to
a party at my house. Naturally, Rudy was there,
and when they met, something clicked between them. I saw it immediately.
By and by, her sphere of friendship broadened; she became part of our "gang," eating lunch at our table in
the cafeteria, studying together, going to movies. I liked the
arrangement, and Rudy obviously did. And, the spark between them grew,
as happens between teenagers experiencing puppy love. They held hands when we
went to the movies. They shared a chaste kiss when we dropped her at
her doorstep. When Rudy and I obtained our driver's
licenses, we would invite her wherever we went.
But, I had inside knowledge of Rudy's growing affection for her, because he would confess
his feelings to me as we lay together at night. It was at this time
that my apprehension about our relationship began to grow. For, even during our mutual masturbation sessions, I knew as he
stroked my hard penis that he was thinking of her.
Then, last summer, just before our senior year, he began to date her
seriously. Naturally, he spoke to me of his intense feelings. He said he was falling in
love. And, one day
while we were shopping, he stopped at a drug store and bought a package
of condoms, confessing that he planned to consummate their
relationship. Fortunately for me, it happened while I was out of town visiting
relatives. But, I heard about it upon my return.
For some reason that I could not fathom, I was devastated, and the bond
between Rudy and I began to unravel, at least on my part. I could not verbalize the thoughts; so, I kept my true
feelings from him, the first and only secret I ever withheld. Actually, I was
able to keep my feelings of dread and foreboding from both of them.
That summer, they became true lovers. Oddly, they never excluded me
from their social activities, but it was clear that they were running
the show. When we returned from an outing, they dropped me at my door
and retired to Rudy's bedroom until just before his parents arrived
home from work. I think I died a little every time that happened.
Perversely, I would wonder how many boxes of condoms they had used to date.
Their lovemaking slacked off a bit when school started, for football
and band went into high gear. Nevertheless, the three of us managed to
go out to dinner and a movie at least once a week. Gwen and Rudy
occasionally found some intimate time to be together on the weekends.
However, it was at the last football game of the season that the
dynamics of our relationship changed. Rudy broke his ankle
during a nasty tackle in the fourth quarter. We won the game, but Rudy
was grounded with a cast on his leg for weeks. It was so bad that he had to be home schooled. However, during his
recuperation, both Gwen and I catered to him.
I should also say that I spent many nights with him and relieved his aching gonads, and I had
the feeling that Gwen did too whenever the opportunity arose.
To my surprise, as we entered the Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Years
holidays, Rudy expected me to stand in for him with Gwen, at least as far as
social events were concerned. I took her out to dinner and to
movies--where she held my hand--and to parties. Actually, we had a
wonderful time. When I took her home, she would give me a kiss on the
lips, which I thought was cute.
However, the most mind-blowing thing happened when I took her to the
winter school dance in January. As I said earlier, we both enjoyed
music. So, we were on the floor the entire night, dancing, laughing,
talking and enjoying ourselves. We were really into it. We invented new
movements to the fast tunes and held each other tenderly during the
slow songs. When I took her home, it was very late, and we were sweaty,
foot-sore and butt-weary.
I walked her, hand in hand, to her door,
where she turned and said, "Mackey, I haven't seen Rudy for a few days."
"I'm going to see him tonight," I responded with just a touch of eagerness in my voice.
"Good. Then I have a present that I would like for you to deliver to him." Whereupon, she took me
into a long kiss, a galvanizing lip-lock that melted the fillings of my teeth and started a
stirring in my pants. When she pulled away, she winked and cooed, "Be sure to deliver that to him."
I drove home in a daze. Sitting in the driveway, in my car, I made a
decision. Quietly, I let myself into the house next door and made my
way to Rudy's bedroom. My clothes dropped in a line across the floor, and
I slid into bed beside him. I touched his chest lightly, waking him.
He smiled up at me. "Hey Mackey. Did you and Gwen enjoy the dance?"
"I'll say we did. We danced every song and wore our butts to a frazzle."
He took my hand and squeezed it. "Good. I'm glad you enjoyed yourselves."
I screwed up my courage, and with a slight quiver in my voice, I said, "Gwen asked me to give you a present from her."
His smile widened in anticipation. I took
him into my arms and delivered her kiss, faithfully
, giving little thought
to Rudy's possible reaction. But to my surprise, he wrapped his
powerful arms around me and pulled me to him, holding the kiss, our
tongues dueling. He reached under the covers and pressed our rampant
dicks together with one meaty hand. While our mouths bruised each
other, he slowly masturbated us to potent orgasms.
He did not release me from the kiss until our cocks were soft and our
breaths returned to normal. I was utterly spent and couldn't think. I
had a hundred thousand thoughts warring for supremacy in my mind. Rudy
calmly cleaned us with a towel, then turned us on our sides and spooned
behind me. As I drifted off to sleep, he held me tenderly, whispering
his thanks to me for being his friend and for taking his place with
The cast on his foot was removed the next week and he returned to
to his afterschool activities with Gwen. I couldn't stand
it, so I joined the drama club and won a place in the cast of the
spring play. Suddenly, my afternoons were filled, conveniently, with rehearsals,
scenery building and costume making. In the evenings, I studied for my
classes. As the days passed, I
had less and less time for Rudy and Gwen. Ultimately, I didn't see them
for about six weeks, strange as that may seem, since I lived next door
But, my self-imposed exile from them began to taste bitter. I began to suspect that not
being with them was equally as bad as
witnessing their love for each other. I was miserable either way.
The weeks passed swiftly and the time for the play performance arrived.
Then, it was over.
And here I was, back at my window, listening to Gwen
and Rudy express their passion. In spite of the hot night, I closed the
window, pulled the curtains and went to bed. Sleep was a long time
coming, and it was fitful at best.
next day was Friday. Normally, that would have been cause for joy,
with the weekend coming. But, I didn't have anything planned. I
couldn't think of a single thing I wanted to do, by myself that is. I tried to
drum up some activity with my friends at lunch. No luck. Just before
last period, I sat on a bench next to my locker and whipped out my cell
phone. I began calling around to some of my other friends, but they already
had plans. "Fuck!" I thought.
Disgusted, I picked up my backpack and turned to go to my next class, colliding
with a mountain of muscle. I looked up at Rudy's smiling face and couldn't help smiling in return.
"Whoa Mackey!" He placed his big hands on my shoulders to keep me
upright. "Shit, you're hard to get ahold of these days. Do you have any
plans for this weekend?" Before I could stop myself, I shook my head. "Good! You do now." My
eyebrows went up in surprise. "You, me and Gwen are going to spend
the weekend at her folks' cabin up at Lake Malcomb." I looked at him
with a slightly pained expression. "Oh come on Mackey. It's beautiful
up there. The cabin's right on the lake. We can swim and go boating,
fish, hike, anything we want to do."
He looked at me with those big brown eyes and I had no
power to refuse. I very reluctantly agreed.
(By the way, this overnight trip would be
taken with the blessing of both sets of their parents. The extent of
Rudy and Gwen's relationship had recently been discovered. And, since
both of them were eighteen, some agreement had been
reached about it, including putting Gwen on the pill.)
We packed Rudy's car immediately after school and made the trip to the
lake in a couple of hours. It was stiflingly hot there, so we donned
our swimsuits and invaded the lake, swimming and playing around for an
hour or two. We cooked dinner on the outdoor grill and ate it sitting
on a high bank overlooking the lake. As we wolfed down the last bites of food,
God blessed us with a blood red sunset of biblical proportions. We sat
huddled together watching, first, the sun sink behind the lake, then the sky
morph from red to purple to black. It was a stunningly beautiful sight.
the stars appeared, we rose and looked at each other,
acknowledging the tears in our eyes. Gwen hugged me to her, resting her
head on my shoulder. Presently, I felt Rudy's chest snug against my
back and his strong arms embrace both of us. He whispered, "Mackey, we
haven't seen nearly enough of you lately. We love you and miss you."
All of my emotions seemed to bubble to the surface at once. The things we felt during
the sunset, plus being so near to my two best friends, plus the nervous
tension that had been building for weeks conspired to swamp me. I
broke down. Between terrible racking sobs,
blubbered, "I know you miss me, but not half as much as I miss you.
But, I just can't take it anymore, because I feel left out watching you
express your love
for each other." They continued to hold me
until I had recovered somewhat; then, with a hint of sarcasm in my
voice, I said, "Like tonight, I'll probably have to pretend that I'm
sleeping while I lay there and
listen to you two making love." I was poised to tell them that's why I didn't want to come on this trip, but I held my tongue.
Neither one made any comment to my statement. Instead, they gently
broke the embrace and Rudy gave me an understanding smile. I think he
realized then that I had heard them through his open bedroom window.
They each took
one of my hands and led me back to the cabin. Earlier, we had decided
to sleep on the porch, because the cabin was very hot. We stood there,
me looking down with much apprehension at our sleeping bags spread side
Still holding my hand, Rudy began to speak to me, very softly, very
gently. "You may not believe this right now, but lately we've felt that
something was missing from our relationship. We've talked about it for
weeks, and we've finally figured out what it was. It's you
My eyes went wide. He placed his hands on my shoulders and shook me
gently to make his points. "We both love you very much, and we
want you with us, to share our love, in all
of its expressions." Rudy
smiled down at my astonished face. He took it between his hands and
said, "Now, I have a present that I would like for you to deliver to
Gwen." Then, he kissed me, deeply
Releasing me, he turned me toward her. I was dazed. My mind raced
like a freight train, processing Rudy's words. These were the two
people on the planet I loved above all others. I looked intently into
Gwen's eyes, searching. Did she really feel the same as Rudy? She
smiled up at me and opened her arms, answering my unasked question.
that I had to respond to their request by making the first move. And, I did.
I placed my arms around her, drawing her into a deep kiss. Her mouth
was soft, her scent sweet and her body vulnerable against mine. Her low
moan spoke louder than words. My manhood, forgotten for days, began to
harden just as Rudy's fingers began to strip the swimsuit from my
body. Gwen broke our kiss, murmuring, "Thank you Mackey. Now, please join us. Make love with us," while her fingertips
traced my face and ears.
Rudy removed his own swimsuit, then moved behind her to bare her body to me.
Placing his hand on each of our shoulders, we sank to the floor.
They positioned me between them, laying close, kissing and
stroking my body. I placed my arms around their necks, drawing them into kisses. Then, I pulled them into a three-way kiss,
that sent my head spinning. Rudy gently turned me on my side facing
Gwen, urging me to pleasure her. While my lips kissed her neck and
shoulder, my fingers roamed her torso. I was suddenly eager to know her
body as well as I knew Rudy's.
As I suckled one of her
nipples, Gwen moaned in appreciation. She moaned again when my fingers caressed her pubic
mound, where I stilled my hand and whispered, "I don't know what to do."
Kissing my ear, she whispered, "I'll show you." She placed her hand
over mine and guided my fingers, showing me how to pleasure her.
Murmuring words of approval, she encouraged me to discover her
Meanwhile, Rudy's lips kissed and caressed my neck and shoulders. He
was obviously delighted to rediscover my body, in this new context, for
I could feel his
hard penis pressed tightly against my buttocks. His fingers raked my
and stomach, down to my erection. I moaned loudly and grabbed his hand,
"Oh please Rudy, I'm so close."
my penis, our hands met on Gwen's moist vagina, my
fingers exploring inside her. He tarried there for a while with me
until she reached orgasm. Then, he
spread her legs and moved me into position between them. Inserting my penis into her, he gently pressed my buttocks until I was
completely inside, causing both Gwen and me to cry out. God, the
feeling was incredible! She wrapped her
arms and legs around my body, drawing me into a fierce kiss. Then, she
flexed her vaginal muscles and my cock exploded. Every nerve in my body
seemed to go into overload. I
collapsed onto her, completely undone and cried like a baby, unable to
They comforted me, stroking my body and crooning loving words until I
recovered. I stirred to move. Then, Gwen surprised me by saying, "Don't move Sweetheart. Please stay where you are."
I was still
inside her, but I couldn't tell whether I was still hard and
said so. Rudy
spread my legs slightly and felt my perineum. Chuckling softly, he
said, "You're still hard as a rock. Let's make love together."
With those words, he commenced to play my body like
a musical instrument, while Gwen clung to me tightly. Rudy spread my
buttocks and began stroking my rectum. I bucked my hips at each touch
of his finger, slamming into Gwen and crushing her clitoris. Her head
began to thrash about, ending with a screaming orgasm.
After she quieted, Rudy whispered, "Raise up on your knees and pull her
hips up with you." When I had done so, he continued. "Now, make several
short thrusts into her." I did, feeling the head of my dick hit
something that drove Gwen wild. "You're hitting her 'G' spot.
You're going to give her a vaginal orgasm in a few minutes." As I
thrust into her, Gwen's head began to move from side to side, mouth
open, moaning loudly. As her next orgasm overtook her, her hands made
shipwreck of the sleeping bag.
Rudy gently pushed me back on top of her, my dick sliding in deep. He kissed and stroked his way up my body until he lay beside
us, gathering us into a kiss that lasted several minutes. Gwen
and I began to groan and thrust against each other. Rudy smiled at me
and stroked my hair. "Good Mackey, Sweetheart. You're so
wonderful. Now it's your turn. Take your pleasure and cum for us."
As Gwen and I slowly hunched, she flexed her vaginal muscles expertly,
milking my cock for all it was worth. She was also building up to
another climax herself. In a matter of minutes, we shared another
We lay together for a while, cuddling, stroking, crooning loving words
to each other. I'll swear that we were so in tune that our thoughts
were streaming between us too.
Gradually, Gwen and I moved Rudy in the middle. We three shared a
loving kiss, then she and I began to minister to his body, finding every erogenous zone we could discover. Eventually, our lips
met on his erection, and in short order, Rudy was ready to orgasm. I took his entire
shaft into my mouth.
Rudy shouted, "Oh shit Mackey! Take me!" I gently sucked his slick column until he tensed and
ejaculated ropes of semen into my mouth.
Gwen and I crawled forward and brought Rudy into another
soul-satisfying kiss. When his breathing slowed a bit, he
looked at me and said, "For years I've wanted to taste your semen and for you to taste
I said, "I
loved it. You tasted like your scent, and that's turned me on since you reached
Gwen and I snuggled to him, our heads nestled
on his shoulders. He embraced us and we fell asleep.
I floated up to consciousness just as the sun peeked over the horizon.
Always muddleheaded in the morning, I thought I was dreaming about last
night; then, I realized that someone was waking me.
Carefully, I opened my eyes to see Gwen's head bobbing slowly on my erection. My head was resting on Rudy's
thigh--how had it gotten there?--so, I turned slightly and took his penis into my mouth. His eyelids lifted in a few
minutes to take in the scene. Smiling, he scooted around to pleasure Gwen.
The happy start to our morning lasted until the sun was fully above the
horizon. I don't know how we managed, but we climaxed together.
Gwen rolled over to kiss me and announced, "You, My Love, taste just as
sweet as you are." For some reason, I blushed, much to their delight.
We sniffed ourselves and decided that showers were in order. The cabin
was equipped with a chemical toilet, but the bath was an outdoor
affair that Gwen called a sun shower: a ten-foot high tower topped with
a metal water tank that the sun was supposed to heat. Reasoning that
the sun had been up about an hour, we stood under the shower head and I
pulled the chain. As the water rained down on us, we screamed in
unison. It was freezing. Gwen giggled uncontrollably pointing at our
shriveling dicks. But, our manhoods swiftly returned to normal, and then some,
while we washed each other.
We remained nude while Rudy and I built a fire in the grill and Gwen
prepared breakfast to be cooked. We ate sitting on the steps and did
odd-man-out to see who would wash dishes. I lost. Gwen put away the food
fixings while Rudy checked the seaworthiness of the boat in the shed.
Later, he surprised us by getting completely dressed, then announcing, "I'm going
for a hike. I'll be back in time for lunch." He winked at us and strode
off into the woods.
It was obvious to me why he had done this. I was a bit panic-stricken
and turned back to the sink, unable to look at Gwen. She moved behind me, wrapping her arms around my
waist. Resting her chin on my shoulder, she said, "Please don't be
Somehow, I found my voice. "Gwen, you're the first girl I've been with."
"And you were wonderful last night," she crooned, squeezing me tightly.
"Yeah, but Rudy was here then. He's been the subject of my fantasies all my life."
She sighed, letting her hands begin to roam my chest. "Think about last
night. I melted when you first kissed me. And, you were so gentle when you
made love, especially when you masturbated me. Then, oh God, I
went to heaven when you entered me." She smiled to herself. "I had a whole series of orgasms
when you stayed hard in me after you came." She paused for effect. "And, I want to make love to you again, right now."
Her words had their effect on me. My dick rose to full staff as I
closed my eyes and relived the experience. It was the kiss that I gave
her that started getting me hard in the first place. I turned around
and kissed her again. My hands began to move over her soft body. It was so
different from Rudy's, but I found it sexy. Her scent was sweet as opposed
to Rudy's musk. Both appealed to me and made me slightly lightheaded.
Gradually, our hands became busy masturbating each other.
When both of us were wet with anticipation, she placed a throw pillow
in one of the kitchen chairs and said, "Let's try one of my favorite
things." She had me sit on the chair with my butt close to the edge.
Then, she straddled my legs and lowered herself onto me. God! I sank
into her up to my balls! She placed her arms around my neck and wiggled
around getting comfortable, sending shivers of delight through my groin.
Finally in place, she smiled and said, "Flex your hip muscles just a
little bit and I'll do the same." We did and the feeling was incredible.
"Wow!" was all I could say.
She slipped me a little kiss and continued, "We could do this very fast
and cum buckets in a few minutes, or we could go slow and build up to
something that might take the roof off." We both giggled.
Getting thoroughly into the spirit of things, I replied, "Let's just go
with the flow and see where it takes us. Right now, I'm feeling
She laughed and flexed her hips, letting one hand stroke my chest. I
did likewise, making her sigh. "You know," she said, closing her eyes,
"I think I've loved you almost since the first time I saw you. Being
your friend has been one of the joys of my life." She sighed again. Opening her eyes, she smiled. "Then, I fell in
with Rudy. But, you were never far from my field of vision." She
chuckled softly. "Of course Rudy has loved you practically all his
life." She got a far away look in her eyes. "When you joined the drama
club and were so conspicuously absent from us, both Rudy and I realized what was
missing." Smiling, she leaned in and kissed me on the nose. "You! We've
talked and talked about it, and we don't know why, but you are
necessary to our relationship and our happiness."
My eyes were moist and I wasn't exactly in complete control of my
voice. "Gwen, all I know is that I love both you and Rudy." I shook my
head in wonder that I hadn't realized it months before. "I don't know
whether I'm in
Maybe I'm too young and inexperienced to know that right now. But, I
know I will never be completely happy in life without you two."
Without another word, she drew me into a kiss. We both began to flex
our hips, each thrusting at the same time. Her lips moved from mine to
explore the depths of my ear, then the soft skin of my neck. She thrust
against me violently and shouted, "Oh God, the scent of your musk turns
me on as much as Rudy's."
Still thrusting, I began to suckle first one, then the other of her
nipples. Sweat dripped from my armpits. That telltale tingling began
in my groin. My nut sack grew tight against my body. A sharp sensation
moved from my nuts to my prostate. "Gwen!" I shouted. "Are you almost
"Yes!" she screamed.
Six more thrusts and we bellowed as the moment of no return overtook
us. We hunched until we could stand it no longer. Then, we sagged
against each other, breaths coming in short gasps. We pulled apart and
mouthed "Wow!" unable to speak.
We staggered to our feet, giggling when my limp dick plopped against my
thigh. Another shower was in order, much warmer this time. We stayed
nude, but busied ourselves with lunch preparations. Rudy arrived just
as we finished. He shucked his clothes and we ate sitting on the bank
overlooking the lake while he gave us the highlights of his hike.
After lunch, Rudy took a shower while Gwen and I cleaned up the lunch
things. I was not much surprised when she appeared later, fully dressed,
and announced that it was her turn to take a stroll in the woods,
eschewing the word "hike" as being too un-lady-like. She gave each of us
a peck on the lips and strode off.
Alone with Rudy for the first time, in this context, I took a deep
breath and gazed at his beautiful male body with all the love in my
heart. He smiled, knowing exactly what I was thinking. I smiled in
return and led him out onto the porch. He put his hands on my shoulders
and said, "I take it you and Gwen got along while I was gone."
I tugged him down on the sleeping bags with me. "Yes." I looked at my
dick. "Everything worked." He chuckled. "I was nervous at first, but
Gwen was gentle and helped me along."
He burst out laughing and I gave him a shocked look. Shaking his head,
he explained the outburst. "I wasn't laughing at you. It's just that
you reminded me of the first time Gwen and I made love. We were both
virgins, babes in the woods. We looked like whales trying to mate on
dry land the first time." We both laughed until we couldn't laugh any
I turned serious. "While you were gone, we also said some things that we both needed to hear."
Rudy took me in his arms and hugged me tight. "Oh Mackey, there's so
much that you need to hear from me that I don't know where to begin. I
made you a promise in first grade that I would keep you safe from hurt;
then, I wound up hurting you myself." Tears trickled down his cheeks.
He stammered, "I'm so sorry. I've always loved you. I should have
been able to show it. It was so easy to show it with Gwen."
I laid him down, stroking his hair and stilled his mouth with a kiss.
"It was easy with Gwen because it was socially acceptable. You and I
are both guilty of not showing our love for each other simply because
of cultural bullshit. It almost took a breakup for us to admit our
love." I smiled down into those big brown
eyes. "Now we have. And we're here."
"Yes, we are. Please make love to me Mackey."
My eyes grew wide. "You mean you want ..."
"It's okay. You won't hurt me. Did you know that guys have a 'G' spot
too?" I shook my head. "Yeah. It's in the rectum. Stimulate it enough
and you'll orgasm. Gwen and I bought this fake cock, and she's been
practicing on me for you."
I grinned down at him. "You two were awfully sure that I would go along with this. Weren't you?"
Smiling mischievously, he reached up and tweaked my nose. "Yep. As the
Bible--or someone--said, 'It was foreordained' that we three should be
"Do you hear me complaining?"
Grinning wickedly, he quipped, "Nope. So fuck me, Stud."
I fell on top of him, pinning his shoulders to the floor, my face inches from his. Forcefully, I said, "Rudy, I will never
'fuck' you. But I will
'make love' to you."
He was instantly serious. "I'm sorry Mackey. Bad joke. I understand. I
just need you inside me. And I want to be inside you. I need for us to
Releasing him, I replied, "You got a deal buddy." I kissed him, then
began to worship his body. I touched him every way that I had ever
dreamed about. In between kisses and caresses, I told him what he had meant
to me through the years. By the time I reached his penis, he was in
grave need. The second my lips touched it, he cried out and filled my
mouth with his seed.
Slowly, I kissed my way back to his lips. Taking him in my arms, I
smiled at his dazed look. I sucked gently on his lower lip, then rained
butterfly kisses over his face. Finally, he recovered sufficiently to
tell me how to make love to him.
Armed with a bottle of lube, I knelt between his legs and worked my
slick finger into him. When he was sufficiently opened, he lovingly
applied the oil to my erection, then raised his knees to his chest. The
sight of this big, strong man of my dreams baring himself to me was
overwhelming. He must have been reading my thoughts, for he said
quietly, "I'm not 'submitting' to you Mackey. I love you and I'm inviting
you to join with me."
At the sound of his words, a single tear trickled down my cheek. I
moved forward, entering him for the first time. "Oh God! Rudy, we're
"Yes!" he hissed. Pulling me down to him, he embraced me tightly. We
held the position for several minutes. Then, he began to nibble at my
lips, ears and neck. His fingers stroked my back. He wrapped his legs
around my waist and pressed his heels into my buttocks, urging me on.
For many minutes, we crooned softly to each other as I slowly pumped,
with long strokes. Our bodies moved in slow motion, savoring every
second of the experience.
After a long kiss, I smiled down at him and asked, "Have I hit your 'G'
spot yet?" He had me rise to my knees, pulling his hips with me and
thrust with short strokes.
He howled with pleasure. Breathlessly, he said, "Every time you stroke,
the head of your dick hits my prostate." Seeing his reaction, I thought
that this was something I definitely wanted to experience.
Like I said before, Rudy is a big guy, and heavy. My arms were giving
out, so I laid back down and returned to my long strokes. After resting
a while, I raised to my knees again and delivered a few short strokes.
He seemed to like this, so I began to alternate positions every few
This arrangement had its effect on both of us, drawing us closer to
orgasm. I stroked faster. His hips thrust up to meet me. Our eyes
closed; our breaths grew short; our mouths went slack; sweat dripped;
our nut sacks drew tight; blood rushed to our dicks; our lips met for a
deep kiss; and, we both exploded at the same time. I jetted shot after
shot deep into him while he covered our chests.
I lay on him for a few minutes trying to think. When my head cleared a
bit, I said, "Now, I want you in me." He didn't move; but, pulled me
forward until I straddled his chest. He played with my butt until he
had my hormones humming; then, oiled his fingers and began to loosen me
up. Finally, he pushed me back and I sank onto his shaft. I can't begin
to tell you how good it felt to have the man I love inside me. I leaned
back, bracing myself on my hands and began to pump my butt. When I
leaned back far enough, his dick raked across my prostate. Oh man, that
felt wonderful! As I moved faster, Rudy grabbed my cock and held it
while I pumped up and down. Oh jeez, it felt like nothing I'd ever felt
In a few minutes, we both said, "Ahh ... ahh ... ahh," at the same time and went over the top, nerves humming.
I was totally whipped. As hot and loving and emotionally charged as the
sex sessions had been so far, that was the fourth time I had cum for
the day. I was out of gas, period. Rudy lay me down and cleaned my
chest with his tongue. Smiling down at me he said, "You taste just as
sweet as Gwen said you did."
After a long kiss, he picked me up and carried me to the shower, where
he washed me with loving care. Later, we lay spooned on the porch and
drifted in and out of sleep. I vaguely remember hearing the shower
The scent of broiling steaks woke me. I propped myself on my elbow and
watched a very nude Gwen working at the grill. It was a pleasant sight.
She was pretty, smooth-skinned, graceful, curvy in all the right places
and breathtakingly feminine; but, most of all, she was Gwen, my good
friend and my new lover. Quite a package to behold in one small slip of
I must have made a noise, for Gwen turned and smiled. She strode over and
knelt by me. "You look so cute all puffy-eyed and sleepy. I hope you
wake up every morning looking like this."
I was a bit more awake now, but I couldn't make sense of that last
statement, so I merely said, "You're cooking dinner all by yourself.
That's not fair."
She grinned and tweaked my nose. "When I got back, you two looked so
cute laying there I didn't have the heart to disturb you." She looked
around conspiratorially and whispered, "Did you have a good time while
I was gone?"
I grinned back at her. "Oh yeah!" I stroked Rudy's leg. "You're practice
sessions with him paid off."
She blushed prettily and giggled. "Looks like you wore him out. Well, wake him up and let's eat. I'm starved."
Instead of the porch steps, we ate at the dining table in the cabin.
Cutting the steaks while balancing the plates on our laps would have
been awkward. After the meal, we huddled on the bank of the lake to
watch the sunset again. God must have been smiling on us, for it was as
beautiful as the night before. And, we were watching under very
different circumstances. Tonight, I was sitting between my two
Staring at the sunset, I allowed my sense of love for them
to rise to the surface of my consciousness. It filled me to
overflowing, overwhelming me, and I began to cry. Rudy and Gwen
exchanged a worried look and encircled me with their arms. "Mackey,
what's the matter?" Rudy asked.
I smiled up at him through my tears. "Absolutely nothing. I'm just so happy."
Relief spread across their faces. Rudy lay us back on the bank. They
entwined their bodies with mine, holding me close. Rudy propped himself
on one elbow. Staring intently at me, he asked tentatively, "Then
you're comfortable with us, here? You completely accept both of us as lovers?"
Smiling, I lifted my head and kissed him. "Completely! I wouldn't have it any other way."
Grins split their faces. Rudy looked from one to the other of us and
seemed to make a decision. Clearing his throat, he said, "Well, we need
to talk about where we go from here, and I guess there's no time like
Just as quickly as his resolve came, it evaporated, and he was still.
Gwen took up the line of thought. "Mackey, she said, stroking my face,
"we want the three of us to be together, always, for the rest of our
lives." I stared at her intently. "We want you to marry us." My eyes
Rudy found his tongue and took up the discourse. "To stop any gossip
from family and neighbors, Gwen and I would like to get married this summer.
All three of us have been accepted at State University for the fall
semester. Gwen and I could rent an apartment near the campus and you
could move in with us." He grinned wickedly. "I would be a two bedroom
place, for appearances, but we would only use one." Then, his face grew
serious. He leaned down and kissed me sweetly. "We would live from then
on as if the three of us were married." He paused for a second and
asked quietly, "What do you think about our idea?" Both of them held
My mind became crystal clear. I knew my true desire. Taking their
hands, I looked at them and said, "I once read something that I'll
always remember: 'A house is not a home. It is a thing. A home is in
the heart.' You two are permanently implanted in my heart. I'll make a
home with you for as long as we live." I drew them into a kiss to seal
Later, on the porch, we consummated our union. After much foreplay that
made us very excited, I entered Gwen and Rudy entered me. We made love
in that position until we were tired. We rested and repeated the act again and again
until we were exhausted. The next morning, we packed and drove home, as
what you might call "happy campers."
For the rest of the school year, I no longer had to sit at my window
and listen to the sounds of passion, for I was in Rudy's bedroom
helping to create them.
Our graduation from high school took place a month later. Following the
hubbub surrounding that event, we began the hubbub of planning Rudy and
Gwen's wedding. That task as well as completing our matriculation to
the university--including the lease of just the right apartment--seemed
to take up the whole summer. The fall semester would begin the last
week of August, so we scheduled the wedding for the second week, leaving a week in between for the honeymoon.
Oh, what a beautiful wedding we had! Rudy and Gwen looked as if they
belonged on the pages of a fashion magazine. I was best man of course.
They left immediately afterward to travel south to a resort on the
seacoast. I had publicly announced that I too wanted to get away after
such a busy summer. I told everyone that I was taking a 'hobo' vacation
to the mountains in the North. I loaded my car with camping gear and
headed in that direction. As soon as I left the city limits, I turned
south on the Interstate. I only missed a day of the honeymoon, but no
The following week, we moved into our apartment and took up our classes
at the university. The first year went swiftly and confirmed the fact
of our harmonious family arrangement. We obtained jobs in the city the following
summer and made some good money. Just before classes began for our
second year, Gwen's maternal instincts floated to the surface, and she managed to
convince us that she wanted a baby. She flipped a coin to see who
would father the first child with Rudy lucking out. Gwen went off the pill
and I bought a gross of condoms.
Ten months later, our son, Sean, was born and Gwen dropped out of
school to become a full time mother. Then it was my turn. The following
spring, our second son, Michael, was born.
When Rudy and I graduated from the university, we obtained good jobs in
the city and bought a house that quickly became our home. Our families had long since stopped
wondering about our living arrangement. We thought they must have
figured it out by now, especially since Sean looks like
Rudy and Michael looks like me. Neither of us was using condoms, and Gwen had forgotten to go back on the pill, when
our new daughter was conceived. We don't know who she's going to look like. It would be nice if she grew up to look
like Gwen; but, it doesn't really matter. We are one family, at home in our hearts.
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