Date: Fri, 26 Jul 2002 15:19:33 -0700 (PDT)
From: chip ster <chipster071053@yahoo.com>
Subject: Weekend In Houston 3

WEEKEND IN HOUSTON
By Chipster071053@yahoo.com

	This story is mostly true...I really didn't have to add a whole lot
to it, because it was a wild weekend and didn't need much added. If sex
between consenting adults offends you, or such subject matter is illegal
where you are, then read no further.
	I'd also appreciate your comments. This is my first effort at
erotic writing and I'm sure some of it is not very good, so if you want to
help me polish this story, please let me know. If you have sound
criticisms, please send them. If you want to flame, go elsewhere.

CHAPTER THREE: Later That Night

	I stood there in the shower, suddenly realizing what had just
happened. I felt alone, I felt abandoned, and most of all I felt about as
horny as you can get. I knew we couldn't risk getting caught in the shower
together, but just the same I wish we could have stayed much longer.
	I sank to the floor of the shower and really began thinking about
what had happened since I got to Houston last night. I had lost my
virginity, participated in a three-way with my best friend and his girl,
fucked in a van, been sucked off by my best friend and given him a blow
job. And now I'd had my first man-man sex, even though it was just some
heavy fondling. If nothing else, I should be exhausted, but I realized I
was hungering for more, and much to my surprise, wanting more with just
Don!
	I was pretty sure that Don hadn't left the shower room. He had been
in the stall next to me and the water was still running, and so was the
shower across the hallway, and I heard voices coming from out in the sink
area, so I knew the chances of getting together again right now were gone.
	In a loud whisper, which I hoped would be loud enough for Don to
hear, but nobody else, I asked if he was still there. He answered in a
voice loud enough for anyone nearby to hear if I was about done, because he
wanted to go back to the room. He was making it clear to anyone listening
that there were two of us, and that we were in separate showers. I answered
back loudly that I was ready, and I heard his shower turn off. As Don
stepped out of his shower, I pulled my curtain back, and a head popped out
across the hall, someone Don knew from another floor. Don asked what he was
doing on this floor, and he told Don that they had shut down a couple of
the floors to do maintenance over the weekend.
	As I stepped out, Don leaned over and said something about losing
privacy as he put on his wrap and handed me the other one. We grabbed a
couple of towels and headed back to the urinals, where Don undid his wrap
and displayed a partially hard cock as he did his business. I stood next to
him as we made small talk, then he re-wrapped and we headed back to his
room.
	When the door closed, I put my arm around Don's waist and pulled
him over to me. With the other hand, I pulled the Velcro strap open and
began to fondle his cock. Our lips met and we kissed for a minute, then he
brushed my hand away and said there wasn't time right now, that we had to
get ready for the concert and we should save ourselves for later, because
he didn't know what Sara would want to do after the concert. As much as I
hated to, we broke apart and I turned to get dressed.
	Sara met us in front of the dorm, and this time she was driving a
convertible. Don asked her where she got it, and she said it belonged to a
friend who didn't mind her using it while she was out of town. We went to a
fast food place for burgers, and then on to the concert, which was nothing
short of spectacular. On the way back, Sara told us that she wasn't going
to be able to stay long because she had to meet someone early in the
morning, but that when we got back to the dorm, she wanted to be the center
of attention. Neither Don nor I voiced any objections. She obviously had a
plan.
	When we closed the door to the room, Sara started to take off her
top and told us to put the two mattresses on the floor, side by side,
saying she wanted more room. As we complied, she pulled off her jeans and
sat down on one of the desk chairs, wearing just her bikini briefs. She
told us to take off our clothes, and then told us she wanted us to get each
other ready for her. Reaching into her purse, she pulled out a bottle of
body oil and handed it to Don. In a tone that sounded more like a reminder
than a command, she told Don that he had wanted to check me out and told
him to cover me with the oil everywhere except my cock.
	I stood in the middle of the mattress and Don stepped up to me,
applying the oil to my shoulders, chest and hips, nibbling, licking and
kissing me as he went. Then he dropped to his knees while he rubbed my
thighs, calves and feet. He turned me around and worked back up my legs to
my buttocks. He spread my cheeks and slowly rubbed the oil into my
crack. His tongue flicked across my asshole and I involuntarily
flinched. He pressed the tip of his finger there and I tried to back
away. Without saying another word, he reached between my spread legs and
started putting oil on my ball sack. As he reached up for my cock, Sara
reminded Don that she didn't want either of us to cum until she was ready,
so Don stood up and finished my back and neck, then handed the bottle back
to Sara.
	Sara told me it was my turn gave me the bottle. I noticed that she
was starting to rub her pussy through her briefs, and I figured watching us
was starting to turn her on.
	I followed Don's lead, lubing him up the same way he had done
me. When I got to his butt crack, curiosity overtook me. Had Don done what
he did because he wanted me to do the same to him? I had to find out. I
flicked my tongue over his puckering hole and he moaned. I licked him again
and he bent over to open himself up wider. I ran my tongue all around his
hole, then got in closer and starting lapping at it. Don was obviously
enjoying what I didn't. I pressed the tip of my finger to his hole, and in
a quiet whisper, Don told me to stick it in. As the tip slipped in, he drew
in a quick breath. I stopped, but he told me to go on.
	I looked over at Sara and she had her hand inside her briefs,
rubbing her pussy and putting a finger up into her cunt. The outside of the
briefs had a big wet spot. She was really enjoying the show.
	I had my finger in about as far as I could put it, and Don was
moaning a lot. I didn't want to hurt him, and he let me know I wasn't by
asking me to put a second finger in. I did, and started moving my fingers
around inside of him. They hit a hard spot and Don yelped. Before I could
pull out, Sara told he that I must have hit his prostate. Don said that it
felt intensely good and asked me to do it again. Sara said not to make Don
cum and he said he was very close, so she told me to pull out and finish
rubbing him. I did, standing as I did his back, then I turned Don around
and kissed him. Not much more than a peck on the lips, but Sara told us to
kiss again, this time using our tongues.
	Whatever the boss wants, I thought, as I wrapped my arms around
Don's shoulders and starting kissing him deeply. He put his arms around my
waist and pulled us together tightly as he responded to my kisses. The oil
certainly made for some interesting feelings as we slipped around on each
other. Don dropped his hands to my buttocks and pulled me closer. I did the
same to him and we rubbed our crotches together.
	I suddenly though to myself that I was finally getting to really
explore Don. I was doing this because Sara wanted it. Why should I care
what she wanted? This was lust, pure and simple, and directed at a guy I'd
known most of my life, never knowing he ever wanted to do these things with
me. I was doing it because I WANTED to.
	But Sara was calling the shots, and she said it was time for her to
get in the middle of things. She told Don and I to sit down on the
mattresses facing each other, putting our cocks as close to each other as
we could. We intertwined our legs as best we could and then she told us to
both lay down. She tore off her briefs, and then straddled us, facing away
from Don. Putting a little oil on her hand, the covered Don's cock with it
then lowered herself down onto him.
	She was putting him into her asshole! She bent back and grabbed my
cock, placing it at the entrance to her cunt, and then leaned forward and I
slid in. The feeling was amazing. I could feel Don's cock rubbing against
me, separated only by the wall between the shafts. Sara started rocking
back and forth, sliding one in as the other came out. After a minute or so,
she said that if either of us felt like cumming to say so before it
happened, because she wasn't done yet.
	Not thirty seconds later, Don said he was close, and Sara stood up,
letting our cocks go with a wet popping noise. Turning herself back around,
she again lowered herself down on us, this time reversing the
insertions. As she started rocking back and forth, Sara told us not to
cum. She said she wanted to enjoy this as long as she could.
	I could tell from the moans Don was letting out that he was
enjoying this as much as I was. Sara kept swaying, rubbing our cocks
together inside of her, rubbing her clit until she had almost climaxed, and
then backing down for another try. She must have done this three or four
times before she finally stood up again.
	Sitting back down in the chair, she told us to come stand on either
side of her. She told us she wanted to watch us cum and told us to stand
over her and jack each other off. She put her hand on her pussy, stuck two
fingers inside herself and said she was going to work up to a climax while
she watched.
	I looked over at Don, grabbed his prick and wasting no time, I
started rubbing up and down, slowly at first, then faster as I heard his
breathing get harder. He had my cock in his hand and was jacking me for all
he was worth. Sara was rubbing her crotch wildly and bouncing up and down
in the chair. I looked at Don, saw that smile, and I winked at him just as
I blasted. The first string hit his sDonach, the next his thigh, then a few
more fell on Sara's breasts. Seconds later, Don shot his load, landing
first on my chest, then my knee and the rest on Sara, who still hadn't come
yet.
	Without letting go of her, she stood up and stumbled onto the
mattress, where she told Don to eat her out. She told me to start rubbing
the cum into her breasts. She grabbed my cock and started sucking on it and
in just seconds, I felt a muffled scream around me. Her hips bucked, her
back arched, and Don stuck his tongue as far into her as he could, as she
got stiff as a board.
	When she collapsed, we went down with her, Don and I winding up
lying on either side of Sara. We slowly rubbed our hands across each
other's bodies, enjoying the afterglow of the intense sex.
	After a few minutes, Sara struggled to stand, and told us to just
lie there. She reached around the bed and pulled out a bag I had not
noticed there before. She took a sun dress out and pulled it on over her
head, then turned and picked up an envelope from Don's desk and put it into
the bag along with her tank top, jeans and what was left of her underwear.
	Kneeling down onto the mattresses, she gave us both a kiss on the
cheek and said she's find her way out. Then she said that we should enjoy
ourselves. I thought that was a bit curious, but I was too exhausted to
react. As Sara closed the door behind herself, I looked over at Don. His
eyes were closed and his breathing steady. He'd fallen asleep.
	His body was still glistening in the light from his desk lamp and
the cum was beginning to dry. I closed my eyes and the began to drift off
to sleep myself, with the sudden, pleasurable thought dawning that I
finally had what I wanted that afternoon in the shower.
	Don, alone with me, naked, in bed. I fell asleep.


	Again, this is my first effort...I'd appreciate your comments to me
at chipster071156@yahoo.com.