Date: Sun, 11 Aug 2002 11:10:54 -0500
From: eaeiii@att.net
Subject: Vacation 7

The situation: I'm still on my knees with John's cock just inches from my
face and beginning to harden again.  His mom, Nancy is on the couch,
playing with her clit and shoving her fingers into her pussy because she
didn't get off in out latest round.  Robert, the neighbor was laying on the
floor, looking like a Cheshire cat with his nine-inch boner still holding
its own after fucking my cherry asshole.  My asshole wanted more, my mouth
wanted more, and by the look of John's cock, he wanted more.  It was easy
to tell that Nancy and Robert wanted more.  The doorbell rang and we all
knew it was Bob, John's best friend from high school.


The panicked look in John's faced transformed to disbelief as Robert
vaulted from the floor to answer the door.  Standing behind the door, he
opened it slightly and said, "Hi, Bob.  We could use a little help in
here."  Bob couldn't see what was going on in the rest of the living room.

John rolled his eyes and muttered, "Oh, shit."

Bob, being the good friend he was, believed help was in order and looked
down to avoid tripping on the threshold as the door swung wider and he
entered the room.  As he lifted his head, Robert closed the door behind
him.  Bob's face showed a number of expressions in short order: confusion,
recognition, awareness and lust.  The lust showed itself very quickly in
the hardening of the mound on the front of his cutoffs.

Not being one to let any opportunity pass, Robert came up behind Bob, put
one hand around his shoulder and moved the other to his crotch saying, "You
see, Nancy needs help.  She really wants John to fuck her"

Robert moved the baggy leg of Bob's cutoffs higher and within a matter of
moments had Bob's enormous tool in his hands.

Remember from chapter I, Bob is a 6'8" basketball player at Texas.  His
waist is 31 inches, his chest 40.  He has long Sandy hair that fell across
his eyes.  His cock's proportions fit his body.  As Robert stroked it, it
grew to something longer than eleven inches.  My mouth watered.  Robert
couldn't take his eyes off it.  John starred at his buddy's cock.

John's jaw started to work like he was going to say something.  You could
tell that the rest of us had decided that whatever John was going to say
would be stupid, so we all began to speak at once - to head his mouth off
at the pass.

Bob was quicker than everyone, however.  "I can see that help is sorely
needed," he said.  With that he stepped toward John and pulled his best
friend's pants the rest of the way to the floor.

Awesome, I thought.

I helped John the rest of the way out of his pants and shoes while Robert
lifted his T-shirt over his head.  Bob stood up behind John and said, "You
can't leave your mother aching like that."

Holy shit, I thought.  I'm going to watch John fuck his mother.

Nancy was still on her back on the couch, playing with her clit.  Her head
was on the armrest, and I could tell by the gleam in her eyes she was
beginning to anticipate a good fucking by her son.

Bob instructed Robert and me to hold John's arms while he lifted John's
feet.  John had a scared rabbit look on his face, but it was accompanied by
a look of lust as well.

The three of us, with our erections at full staff, lifted John.  Holding
him face down, we carried him across the living room and positioned his
throbbing cock in front of Nancy's open and waiting lips.  Still playing
with her clit with her right hand, she reached up with her left and pulled
his cock into her mouth.

John's face was just inches from my cock.  I really wanted to push my cock
against his lips, but decided that the time wasn't right yet.  Looking at
Robert I could tell the same thoughts were coursing through his mind.

Bob, with his eleven inches stretching toward the ceiling pulled John up
after a few minutes, away from Nancy's hungry lips, and began to pull him
down her body until his cock was positioned directly above her cunt.  He
quickly lowered John's body and thrust John's cock into Nancy's cunt, right
beside the finger with which she was still playing with herself.

Robert and I released John's arms and let them fall around his mother's
shoulders as he thrust his seven-inch tool into her wet pussy.

Bob moved around quickly to Nancy's head and spread his legs over her face
so her mouth would have access to his huge ball sac.  Nancy's eyes were
closed, but when she felt Bob's balls moving along her lips, she opened her
mouth and began to give them a royal sucking.  She would suck one into her
mouth, then the other.  There was no way she could get both of them into
her mouth at once.

Bob's cock was sticking eleven inches into the air over Nancy's face.  It
was running up the top of John's head as he thrust his hot cock in and out
of his mother's pussy.

Bob grabbed one of my hands and put it on his cock near the base.  I
stroked it.  He grabbed one of Robert's hands, and put it on his cock just
above mine.  Robert helped me stroke this huge tool.

Oh, was this hot!

It occurred to me that Bob was not new to this.  He showed none of the
hesitation or uncertainty that John or I had shown.  That made me feel
comfortable stroking Bob's cock with Robert while John fucked his mother.

I felt an urge to suck Bob's huge tool.  As I was about to move around to
do so, Bob grabbed John by his hair, lifted his head, positioned his cock
at John's lips and began to push.  John, who still had his eyes closed,
began to allow his lips to part.  Bob winced a little as his cock began to
enter John's mouth.

From earlier I knew the wince was a problem with training the lips to cover
the teeth.  Here was my chance to help out.  I released my grip on Bob's
huge cock and moved beside John's head and said, "Here, let me help a
little.  Watch."

John opened his lust-ridden eyes, continuing to plow his organ into his
mother, and watched as I demonstrated how to suck cock without applying the
teeth.  John nodded understanding and pushed me out of the way with the
side of his head as he moved back to consume his friend's monstrous tool.

Thoughts of the rest of the year as John's roommate began to cross my mind,
but were pushed aside as I decided I wanted to go down on Robert's
nine-inch cock again.

I looked up and it wasn't there!  I had looked up expecting to see Robert's
hand still stroking Bob's cock, and Robert's cock stretching for attention.
I didn't see it.  All I saw was Robert's hand stroking Bob's cock.

I moved a little and saw Robert lifting his face from Bob's ass.  His
throbbing nine-inch tool moved up the back of Bob's legs and fit itself
into Bob's thrusting ass.  Bob didn't even flinch as John continued to suck
his enormous cock; Nancy sucked his enormous balls and Robert's tool slid
right in to his ass like it just belonged there.

My cock was screaming for attention.  I wrapped my right hand around it and
began to stroke, wishing someone else would come to my aid with a hand, a
mouth, an ass - something.  I looked at Robert who nodded down the couch at
John's thrusting ass.

"No!" I thought.  I'm not gay.  But I was horney.  I put my left hand on
John's ass cheek and began to move it toward the crack.  He didn't lose a
beat.  I even thought I sensed him moving his ass back farther.  I moved my
hand right into his butt, and began to move my middle finger into him.

John groaned a little around Bob's cock.  I guessed he liked the sensation
of my finger in his ass.  Throwing all caution to the wind, I leaned over
and began to rim John's ass with my tongue.

Bingo!

John pushed his ass into my face each time he pulled his cock out of his
mother and drew back to get ready for another oral thrust onto Bob's
flagpole.  I knew I was doing the right thing, and soaked his ass with my
saliva.

Even though I was jacking my cock, I needed to put it in something.  John's
ass seemed to be the right place to do that.  Unlike my reaction to my
first ass-fuck just thirty minutes ago, John showed no reluctance at all.
I shoved my seven inches all the way up his ass, watching him suck on Bob's
cock and knowing his mother was getting his cock slammed into her pussy
with each downward thrust.

Bob, who had both of his hands on the sides of John's head, reached over my
back with one hand and began to shove a finger up my ass.  Then another.
Then a third.

God, I was going to cum again.

And cum I did, pounding my cock into John's ass while Bob shoved his three
fingers up mine.  I looked up at Bob and saw his smile.  He loved the
fucking Robert was giving him, the sucking he was getting from John, and
the ball sucking from Nancy.

All I thought about was SEX as my cock emptied another load, this time into
my roommate's ass.

John shot his load into his mother at the same time, and Bob's cock spurted
into John's throat.  There must have been too much cum for John to take,
and Bob's huge cock sprang free.

Faster than he could spurt again, I wrapped my lips around that enormous
tool beside John's head, and sucked the rest of the cum from Bob.  I could
tell that Robert's cock was spurting up Bob's ass at the same time because
I had grabbed Bob's leg to pull him closer and felt cum running down the
back of his legs.

Nancy was bucking like mad under John, forcing his ass up to meet my cock,
intensifying my sensations.  Her screams of pleasure were hardly muffled by
her mouthful of balls.

Physically drained, I collapsed on John's back with Bob's monster still
between my lips.  Nancy finished licking Bob's balls and licked some of
Robert's dripping cum from Bob's ass.  Robert stepped back and lay again on
the floor with his semi-limp cock lying on his muscled stomach.

I had learned this day that Nancy and Robert were best at breaking the
silence.  I kept my mouth shut and waited a few seconds.

Nancy said, "Wow!  Fantastic!"

I pulled my cock out of John's ass as I backed my lips off Bob's cock.  My
cock had had more exercise in one day than it had had in my entire
lifetime, and it needed a rest.  Well, it had more exercise involving other
people.

Bob agreed with Nancy, "Yes, fantastic." As he backed his ball sac from her
lips and lie beside Robert on the living room rug.

John began to extract his satisfied cock from his mother's pussy.  From the
look on his face I could tell that there were thoughts he wanted to share.
I grabbed his shoulder to say, "Let it pass."

He let it pass.

Nancy got off the couch and started cleaning up the dishes from
Thanksgiving dinner.  All of us offered to help, but she shooed us out of
the room and told it was time to be in bed.

I was exhausted, and agreed with her.  I bid my goodnight to all, picked up
my cutoffs from under the dining room table, and retired to the guest room
- still stark naked.  I fell into the bed and tried to sleep, but couldn't
as the events of the day ran through my brain.

I heard John mutter a goodnight to the others, and heard the door to his
bedroom across the hall shut and latch.

Not knowing, or even caring, what was going on with the three left in the
living room, I fell asleep.  I was too tired to wonder what was going on.


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