Date: Fri, 18 May 2018 15:28:58 +0000 (UTC)
From: Ken James <ken@kenjamesfiction.com>
Subject: Pegging Peter Ch. 06

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Just men.
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Peter kept thinking about his first time during the drive to Mark's
apartment.

He and Janna had been dating for two years, gradually progressing from
tongue kissing to mutual masturbation. The last time, in the back seat of
his dad's Suburban, he'd pulled her panties down, then eaten and fingered
her to orgasm. She'd given him a great blow job. After he'd come, she'd
said, "My parents are going to be out of town next week."

"Oh yeah?" He kissed her, tasting his cum on her lips and tongue.

"We'll have the house to ourselves." Her brother and sister were in
college.

"All right." It'd be great, making out in a bed, rather than on a bench
seat.

Then, she said the words he'd been painfully longing to hear for the past
18 months. "Bring some condoms." He had, and it'd been even better than
he'd imagined. She'd screamed and bucked, coming hard as he shot deep
inside her.

After a few minutes of post-coital cuddling, she asked, "Want to do it
again?" Of course he did. Again and again. They'd used a LOT of condoms in
the next hours.

Now, the same anticipation filled him as he drove through the night,
occasionally rubbing the big bulge in his jeans.

It was Friday night. Kyra and Elana had left that afternoon. They were
spending the weekend in Glen Rose with a pair of Elana's girlfriends,
giving Peter and Mark almost two days with each other.

Mark's apartment was in one of the new buildings on North Lamar. Peter
parked in one of the visitor spaces and took an elevator to the fifth
floor.

The big black bodybuilder opened the door and grinned at Peter. "Is that a
pistol in your pocket or are you just glad to see me?" He was wearing a
Duke tee-shirt and baggy sweat pants that showed off his own growing boner.

Peter smiled seductively. "Invite me in and see."

"Come on in . . . Sexy." He stepped aside to let Peter pass, then closed
the door. A second later, the two men were on each other, tongue kissing
roughly while rubbing crotches and fondling each others' asses.

"Oh man." Peter fondled Mark's stiff rod through the clinging cloth. "Your
gun is sure hard."

"Sexy guys do that to me." Mark ran his fingers over the big log in Peter's
jeans. "You're doing all right yourself." He unfastened Peter's jeans and
pushed them down around his ankles, letting his hard dick spring up. "You
sure be packin'."

"Let's see yours." Peter pulled Mark's sweat pants down, revealing his
ebony pole. It was an inch longer and a LOT thicker than Peter's.

"Wow." Peter wrapped his hand around Mark's massive member. He couldn't
quite close his fingers around its thick shaft. "That's even bigger than I
remember."

"Do you remember THIS?" Mark put his hands on Peter's shoulders and pushed
him to his knees.

"Oh yeah." Peter swirled his tongue over Mark's cock-head, licking up the
precum leaking from its tip. "You never forget your first."

"I sure remember my first time." Mark ran his fingers through Peter's hair.
"It was with my best friend Billy. We had a day off school. His parents
were at work and we were looking at porn on his computer. He pulled his
dick out and started jacking off. I felt a little self-conscious, but I
took mine out, anyway. After we'd played with ourselves for a while, he
asked, 'Want to fuck?'"

"Hard question." Peter licked Mark's cock-head while stroking his shaft and
kneading his balls.

Mark laughed. "I was sure fuckin' hard. Just like Billy."

"So, what happened?"

"We stripped and got on the bed. He handed me a bottle of lube, then rolled
onto his tummy and stuck his butt up in the air. I didn't have any trouble
figuring out what to do next." Mark squeezed Peter's shoulders and rolled
his hips, moving his cock in and out of Peter's mouth. "First, I fucked
him. Then, he fucked me. It was great."

"Yeah." Peter kissed and licked Mark's balls, then ran his tongue up the
big man's stiff shaft. "This is pretty great, too."

"YOU'RE pretty great," Mark said. "Hard to believe this is almost your
first time sucking dick."

"You've got a magnificent cock." Peter stretched his mouth over Mark's
massive member, then clamped his lips around its corneal ring and lashed
his tongue over its head.

"Oh yeah!" Mark gasped. "That's right."

Peter couldn't quite believe how good that thick pole felt stretching his
mouth . . . or how much he wanted the whole thing. He took Mark's rod
deeper into his mouth, all the way to the gag point. He pulled back
slightly, then pressed forward again, taking a little more of the mammoth
tool.

Mark held still, gently kneading Peter's shoulders. "That's right. Just
take it easy. We've got all night . . ."

Peter's own cock was rock hard and his heart was pounding. This was as new
and exciting as the first time he'd slid his dick up Janna's pussy. He went
on, taking a bit more each time, until he'd learned the trick. He took
Mark's giant pole all the way down his throat, stopping with his lips
clamped around its base.

"Damn, you're good," Mark whispered. "Most folks can't do that."

Mark's cock stretched Peter's mouth and filled his throat. Peter panicked
for a second when he realized he couldn't breathe, but then he relaxed. He
didn't need air. Not right away.

He held out as long as he could, then pulled his head back until he could
draw air through his nostrils. He took a few breaths and then swallowed the
monster dick again.

Peter held Mark's thick cock deep in his throat until he was running out of
air, then drew back, letting the big pole slip out of his mouth. "You like
that?"

"Sure." Mark ran his hands through Peter's thick black hair. "It's hard to
believe I'm the only guy you've sucked."

"Guess it just comes natural." Peter wrapped his hand around Mark's stiff
rod and kissed the big black man's cock-head. "Sure feels good. Like eating
pussy . . ." He laughed. "Except kinda different." He squeezed Mark's balls
while bobbing over his cock, savoring his raw male taste.

"Yeah, a little different." Mark gripped the sides of Peter's head, holding
it immobile. "A pussy can't fuck your face."

"You gonna fuck my face now?" The first time Peter had sucked Mark's cock,
with Kyra and Elana watching, he'd been both scared and excited, but more
excited than scared. This time, he was just excited.

"Sure." Mark pressed his cock-head between Peter's closed lips. Like
before, he started off slowly, pushing his big rod in almost to the gag
point and then pulling back until Peter was barely kissing his tip.

Peter closed his eyes to concentrate on the feel and taste of the giant
cock stretching his mouth as it slid steadily in and out, gradually gaining
speed. It was nothing like eating a pussy, but just as sexy and exciting in
an intensely masculine way. He stroked his own stiff pole and played with
his nuts while Mark fucked his face roughly, occasionally pausing to push
his massive rod deep into Peter's throat.

The tension in Peter's balls was building when Mark pulled
away. "No. Please." He released his own dick and wrapped his hand around
Mark's rigid shaft. "Shoot in my mouth. I want to taste your cum."

"Sorry," Mark said. "I keep forgetting . . ." He stuffed his stiff dick
back into Peter's mouth and fucked his face hard and fast.

Peter held on, kneading Mark's nuts while sucking and jacking his plunging
pole, pushing the big man closer and closer to a climax.

"Oh fuck!" Mark gasped. His first hard hot pulse of cum splashed against
Peter's tongue, filling his mouth with the big man's gamy male taste.

Mark rammed Peter's mouth, firing shot after shot. Peter gulped
frantically, trying to swallow every drop. A little bit escaped his lips
and ran down his chin.

"Wow! That was really great." Mark stood motionless, slowly running his
fingers through Peter's hair. Peter kept Mark's still-stiff pole in his
mouth, savoring its taste and feel. He'd tasted his own cum--on his hand
after masturbating and in girls' mouths and pussies, but this was
different. Way more intense.

Mark pulled Peter to his feet and kissed him passionately. Peter rubbed his
rock-hard cock against Mark's massive erection and fondled the big man's
muscular buttocks while roughly thrusting and parrying with his tongue.

"Guess you liked sucking my dick," Mark said.

"Oh yeah. It felt SO good. Making you come."

Mark laughed. "Felt good to me, too." He kissed Peter again. "You know
. . . You're kinda my first virgin."

"Virgin?" Peter ran a finger up and down Mark's butt crack, then pressed
its tip into the bodybuilder's hot little hole.

"Well, sorta." Mark gripped the base of Peter's cock with his thumb and
index finger and cupped Peter's balls with his remaining fingers. "Most of
the guys I've been with were pretty experienced." His fingers tightened
around Peter's balls. "Even Billy. An older boy taught him how to fuck."

"Is it fun?" Peter asked. "Breaking in a virgin?" He pushed his fingertip a
little deeper into Mark's asshole. It probably hurt a little without lube,
but the big guy didn't seem to mind.

"Sure." Mark hesitated. "I guess I was expecting a virgin to be kinda shy."

"Maybe if I was still a teenager," Peter said. "But I'm not."

"Bet you always jumped into things." Mark fondled Peter's cock and balls.

Peter grinned. "Well . . . yeah."

"It's my turn now," Mark said. "There's something I've never done."

"What's that?"

"You'll see." Mark slapped Peter's butt affectionately. "Come on. Let's go
into the bedroom." He stepped out of his sweat pants and kicked them away,
then turned around and started for a door at the back of the combined
living room and kitchen. Peter pulled his pants up and followed him,
admiring the big black man's rolling buttocks. It was so different from a
woman's ass. So sexy and male.

Peter stripped quickly. "What now?"

Mark put a pillow at the foot of the bed. "Lie down." He pointed to the
pillow. "With your butt on that." Peter lay on his back with his ass
elevated and folded his knees against his chest, looking up at Mark. His
hard cock looked as long and thick as a California redwood.

"You're the only man who's eaten my ass." Mark sank to his knees and put
Peter's ankles on his shoulders. "Elana's the only woman. And I've never
licked her butt."

"It does seem sorta gross," Peter said. "Until you do it."

"Well, yeah." Mark put his hands on Peter's butt cheeks and pulled them
apart. "Your asshole is SO pretty." He blew on Peter's asshole, sending
bolts of lightning shooting from his anus to his raging boner. "Jesus, your
butt is sexy."

Peter's cock throbbed as Mark kissed, licked, and nibbled around his
asshole, gradually moving in. Peter moaned and pushed his butt back into
Mark's face.

"You like that?" Mark asked.

"Oh yeah!"

"Well, so do I." Mark kissed Peter's butt cheeks and licked up and down his
crack, gradually approaching his puckered hole. Peter moaned and squirmed
as Mark's flat tongue stroked his asshole. It was hot, wet, and insistent,
sending firebolts of sexual energy through his body.

"You like that, Stud?" Mark pointed his tongue and pressed it into Peter's
anus, gradually teasing it open.

"Oh fuck!" Peter gasped. "That's so good!" Mark's tongue went in deeper,
fucking Peter's ass like a wide flat super-flexible cock.

"Good for me too, Stud." Mark kissed Peter's asshole tenderly, then stuck a
finger into his mouth to wet it and pressed it into Peter's ass. It hurt a
little, but not too much. He gripped Peter's stiff dick and stroked it
slowly while teasing his asshole with his finger.

"How's that?" Without waiting for an answer, Mark pulled his finger out of
Peter's butt and replaced it with his tongue.

"Man!" Peter moaned. "I never . . ." Mark's squirming tongue in his asshole
and the bodybuilder's hot hand stroking his throbbing pole had pushed him
to the edge. "Oh fuck! I'm gonna--" The cum burst from his stiff cock,
splashing his belly and chest.

Mark buried his tongue in Peter's ass and jacked his dick roughly, keeping
him coming.

Peter pushed Mark away. "That's enough!"

Mark straddled Peter's hips and kissed him passionately. He tasted his own
male musk when Mark thrust his tongue into his mouth. "That was SO hot."

Peter laughed, a little shakily. "Pretty good for me, too."

"I can tell," Mark purred. "All that beautiful cum." Mark kissed Peter once
more, hard and dirty, and then licked up and down his torso, cleaning the
cum off. Every drop. When he'd finished, he stretched out on the bed and
took Peter in his arms. "That was great. Even better than I'd imagined."

Peter remembered the time Kyra had blindfolded him. Elana had taken her
place and played rusty trombone, jacking his cock while tonguing his
asshole. He'd have come explosively if she'd continued a little
longer. This time, he had. It was wonderful, just as wonderful as a big
powerful man holding him after an overpowering climax. Somehow, that made
him feel little and helpless, but still intensely male.

"You're such a stud." Peter wrapped his fingers around Mark's rigid
pole. "I never got off like that before."

"It was sure fun," Mark answered. "Making you spew like that."

"Know what I want now?" Peter stroked Mark's hard-on slowly, running his
fingers over its broad head.

"You better want a good hard butt-fucking." Mark flipped Peter onto his
back, then gripped his ankles and pushed them up over his
shoulders. "'Cause that's what you're getting."

"Oh yeah." Peter lifted his butt higher, pressing his asshole against
Mark's cock-head. He was a little scared, remembering how that thick rod
had stretched him when Mark had taken his virgin-with-a-man asshole, but
mostly excited. "Fuck me. I want . . . need . . . your big hard cock."

Mark took a squeeze bottle of lube out of the nightstand drawer and coated
his index finger with the thick gel, then pressed his finger into Peter's
asshole. He twisted his wrist while moving his finger in and out,
distributing the lube evenly.

Peter's stiff cock jerked while Mark fingered his asshole. "Come on," he
gasped. "I'm ready for you."

Mark grinned and pulled his finger out of Peter's butt. He squirted a big
blob of lubricant into the palm of his hand, caressed his stiff pole
briefly, and then pressed his swollen cock-head between Peter's buttocks.

"Oh yeah!" Peter moaned. Like before, the pressure as Mark's big rod
stretched his asshole was intense. It hurt--a lot--but felt great at the
same time. "Give me your big cock." He pulled on his knees, drawing them
closer to his body and lifting his ass higher.

"Damn! You've got a hot ass." Mark pushed in slowly, drawing back slightly
when Peter tensed up and then advancing again.

Even without touching his own hard dick, Peter was close to coming as
Mark's broad cock-head stretched his ass. "Fuck!" he cried as the big pole
slipped through his tight anal ring and plunged into his depths. His cock
throbbed, but it was too soon to shoot again.

Mark held still. Peter could feel the big man's bulging balls and scratchy
pubic hair pressing against his butt. "You like my big cock." He pulled out
slowly, then pushed back in, just as slowly, sending waves of pleasure
through Peter's body.

"Oh yeah!" That monster rod felt even better than the dildos on Kyra's and
Elana's strap-ons. It was warm and alive, attached to an incredibly sexy
big black bodybuilder. "Fuck me. Good and hard."

"Oh, you're gonna get it good and hard." Mark pulled completely out of
Peter's ass and then pushed back through his tight anal ring. He did it a
few more times, going faster and harder with each thrust.

"Fuck!" Peter moaned. His cock jerked violently each time Mark's big rod
pierced his asshole. "That's so good."

"Good for me, too. Your hot tight ass." Mark grabbed Peter's ankles and
spread his legs wide, like wheelbarrow handles. He rocked Peter's ankles,
swinging his butt up to meet his driving rod.

"That's right!" Peter cried. "Pound my ass." His body shook every time
Mark's pelvis slammed into his buttocks.

The tension in Peter's balls built steadily as Mark hammered him. "Come on,
Stud!" he gasped. "Shoot a big load! Right up my ass!"

Mark growled like an enraged bear, fucking Peter even harder and
faster. "Here you go!" Cum exploded from his plunging pole, splashing hard
hot pulses against Peter's anal walls. He rammed Peter's butt over and
over, shooting more cum each time he drove home.

"Damn! That was good." Mark held still, with his thick dick still deep
inside Peter's overstretched and overworked asshole, looking down at Peter
with a sleepy smile on his face.

"Awesome," Peter whispered. His cock was still as stiff as a steel rod and
its head was shiny with precum. That pounding had felt wonderful.

Mark let go of Peter's ankles and Peter lowered his feet to the
mattress. "You didn't come." He wrapped a big hand around Peter's swollen
shaft and rubbed his index finger over its cock-head.

"Nope." Peter ran his hands over Mark's muscular chest and pinched his
nipples between his thumbs and index fingers. "Not yet."

"But you will." Mark pulled his rock-hard cock out of Peter's ass. It
gleamed with lube and traces of cum.

"Damn straight." Peter said. "I'm ready to shoot a big load up your hot
ass." His dick was already hard, but it got even stiffer while he looked
Mark over, admiring his handsome face and big muscular body.

"How do you want me?" Mark asked.

Peter thought about it. Last time, he'd fucked Mark from behind. The sight
of his cock sliding in and out of the big man's luscious chocolate buns had
been amazing, but he wanted a different view this time. "Ride my cock."

"All right." Mark straddled Peter's hips and picked up the little plastic
bottle. He spread a line of lube along his index finger and then slid his
finger up his asshole. He twisted his wrist while moving the finger in and
out, spreading the lube. He pulled the finger out, added more lube, and
stuck it back up his butt, then smeared lubricant on Peter's stiff dick.

"You got a big ass cock." Mark positioned himself over Peter's rigid shaft
and guided its head into his asshole.

"Not near as big as yours."

"You're still bigger than most guys . . ." Mark rolled his hips slowly,
gradually stretching his hot tight hole around Peter's swollen
cock-head. "And I'm mostly a top."

"Just take your time." Peter held still, letting Mark control the
penetration. "I'm not in any--" Mark's asshole slipped over Peter's knob
and his butt slid smoothly down over Peter's length. "Wow!"

Mark tightened and relaxed his anal muscles, clamping and releasing Peter's
rod. "Your cock feels so good." He raised and lowered his butt, slowly
moving Peter's cock in and out of his asshole.

"Feels good to me, too." Peter rolled his hips, matching Mark's
motions. "Fucking your sweet ass."

Cowgirl position with Kyra was always so good. He'd fondle her heavy
bouncing breasts and play with her rolling buttocks and gaping pussy while
she rode him. Mark was just as good, bouncing on Peter's dick, gradually
gaining speed. His asshole gripped Peter's rod as tightly as Kyra's pussy
or ass.

"You're such a fucking stud." Peter ran his hands over Mark's bulging chest
muscles. They were hard like armor plate, but warm and slightly
yielding. It was so different from Kyra's big tits and hard nipples. So
totally male and overpoweringly sexy.

"So are you." Mark lifted his butt high, almost letting Peter's dick slip
out of his ass, then drove back down.

"Ride 'em cowboy." Peter moved his hands down to Mark's arms, digging his
fingers into the big man's bulging muscles. Peter was a big guy, but Mark's
size still made him feel little and helpless. Somehow, that was a big
turn-on.

Mark went harder and faster. Peter stroked Mark's stiff dick and fondled
his chest and arms as the tension in his nuts gradually increased.

"Oh!" Peter gasped when Mark lifted his butt too high and Peter's cock
slipped out of his ass. Mark gripped Peter's shaft to guide it back inside,
but Peter said, "No. I'm ready to do something different."

"Okay. What?"

"Get on your back."

"All right." Mark lay on the bed and folded his legs against his chest,
showing Peter his little pink puckered hole. It gleamed with lube. "Come on
and hammer my ass."

"Oh yeah." Peter knelt between Mark's spread thighs and pressed his
cock-head into the bodybuilder's asshole. "I'm gonna plow you royally." He
slid his dick up Mark's ass, all the way to his balls.

"Man! Your ass is SO fucking hot and tight." Peter pulled his dick
completely out of Mark's butt, then pushed it all the way back in. He did
that several times, penetrating Mark's tight anal ring and plunging into
his depths, pausing at the end of each rough thrust and looking down at the
sexy man under him. Submitting to the big black stud had been great, but
now it was his turn to dominate.

"Oh God!" Mark gasped. "That's so fucking good." His big stiff cock jerked
every time Peter slammed his butt.

"Good for me, too, Stud." Peter bent forward and kissed Mark, first
tenderly but then aggressively. Mark kissed him back with a hard dirty
tongue. They kept kissing as Peter fucked Mark with long steady strokes. It
was like sex with a woman in missionary position--super intimate skin on
skin contact with a hot tight hole clamping his sliding rod--but so
different, with hard male muscle instead of soft yielding female flesh and
a stiff cock rubbing his belly.

"I'm really going to fuck you now." Peter rose to his knees, gripped Mark's
thighs, and pushed them away, lifting his butt higher.

"That's right!" Mark stroked his rock-hard dick while Peter plowed his ass,
taking him with long hard steady strokes. "Fuck me. Good and hard."

Peter loved this position with Kyra--kneeling between her spread thighs and
pounding her pussy or ass, watching his driving cock, her bouncing breasts,
and especially the ecstatic expression on her face. Of course, sex with
Kyra was always great, no matter what they were doing . . .

It was just as good with Mark--and excitingly different. His big male body
with heavy thighs, bulging arms, and a flat muscular chest. His oversized
hand jacking his magnificent boner. The sight of Peter's cock sliding in
and out of the giant's sculpted buns. And an ecstatic expression like
Kyra's . . .

"Oh man," Peter whispered. "This is so fucking good." The cum built
steadily in his nuts as he rammed Mark's ass, pulling almost out and then
slamming home.

Mark's hand flew over his stiff dick. "Oh fuck!" he gasped. "Oh fuck yeah!"

"Oh Jesus!" Peter went faster, driving his throbbing rod deep into Mark's
hot tight hole.

"Come on, Stud." Mark cried. "Shoot your big hot load up--"

"Fuck . . ." The first shot exploded from Peter's gun, squirting into the
muscular tunnel clenching his plunging pole.

"Yeah . . ." Mark moaned. Cum fountained from his giant chocolate dick,
splashing his crotch, belly, and chest.

"Come for me, big guy." Peter hammered Mark's ass, firing shot after shot
of cum up his hot tight hole.

Finally spent, Peter collapsed onto Mark. With Kyra, he had to prop himself
on his elbows to keep off her heaving chest. Mark didn't even seem to
notice his weight.

They kissed for a long time--passionate aggressively male kisses with
underlying tenderness. It wasn't like kissing Kyra, or any other woman, but
it was unbelievably great in its own way.

Peter fell asleep in Mark's arms.

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Bright sunlight streamed through the bedroom windows. Peter lay still with
his eyes closed, fondling his stiff dick and remembering last night.

He'd awakened at 2:00 a.m. with Mark kneeling between his spread
legs. Wordlessly, the big man had lubricated his ass and then taken him
with long slow strokes. Peter had come when he felt Mark's giant cock
shooting inside him. As always, it had been exciting being taken by a big
powerful man, but now Peter was ready for his turn. He opened his eyes.

He was alone in bed, but the smell of fresh coffee filled the air. He stood
up and stretched, then followed the aroma--and his raging hard on--into the
combined living room and kitchen.

Mark was behind the counter, stark naked. "Hi sleepyhead. I was wondering
if you'd ever get up." He smiled at Peter's stiff pole. "You're sure up
now."

"Oh yeah." Peter kissed Mark and then curled his fingers around the big
black man's hardening rod. "You're swinging some serious pipe yourself."

"We'll get to that." Mark patted Peter's butt. "But right now, I'm hungry."
He kissed Peter again and then pushed him out of the kitchen area.

"So am I," Peter said. "We burned a lot of energy last night." He poured a
cup of coffee, then sat at the counter to watch Mark fix bacon and
scrambled eggs. It didn't take long.

The men attacked their food like starving wolves. Peter finished his last
forkful of eggs, then pushed the plate away. "Man, that was great."

Mark poured more coffee. "Bacon and eggs are pretty simple."

"Silly." Peter laughed and kissed Mark. "You know what I mean."

"Of course." Mark kissed Peter back, then pulled away slightly and picked
up his coffee cup. "I like having you to myself."

"Same here." Peter's cock swelled when Mark put a big hand on his
thigh. "One-on-one is just so . . ." He fumbled for a better
word. ". . . intimate, I guess."

"Yeah," Mark said. "The group thing with Elana and Kyra was wonderful
. . . kind of a sexual buffet."

Peter laughed softly. "An all-you-can-eat buffet."

"Damn fine eating, too." Mark's cock had grown rock-hard. "But sometimes
you just want bacon and eggs."

Peter wrapped his hand around Mark's stiff pole and stroked it slowly. "Or
sausage."

Mark gripped Peter's rod. "You've got a nice sausage here. Big and fat." He
rose to his feet and bent over the counter. "And I've got the buns to put
it in."

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Later, Peter and Mark were sitting on the living room sofa, still naked,
watching sports highlights.

Peter's phone chimed softly. "That's a text from Kyra. I'd better see what
she wants." He dug the phone out of his jeans and looked at the
screen. "Wow." It was a photo of Kyra, Elana, and two other women, all
naked, blowing kisses at the camera and touching each other intimately.

He handed Mark the phone. "Damn," the big man whispered. "They're sure
having a time."

"They sure are," Peter agreed. "There's something about women in a group,
without any men."

"Guess so." Mark hesitated. "You think it's like that for guys, too?"

"Most likely. You got something in mind?"

"Well . . . yeah." Mark's grin was as sexy as the enormous boner he'd
developed. "My college roommate's in town for the weekend. He was my
boyfriend, too."

"Oh?" Peter's dick was just as hard as Mark's.

"Want to try an all-male three-way?"

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