Date: Wed, 19 Jan 2005 10:07:21 -0600
From: SW
Subject: The Advisor 3

Over the next couple of days, I wondered how I would, or should, approach
Josh about his daughter Blair seeing me fuck his wife. Josh was the on the
faculty of the small college where I am advisor to the student paper. He is
also bisexual. After a night of great sex, I had encountered his also
bisexual wife on the way out the door the next morning. I had eaten her out,
and then fucked her. Blair had seen me fucking her mom.

My life was getting complicated. I was screwing the t-girl editor of the
paper, Casey, and two staff members -- Kate, with her dark skin and shaved
pussy, and Alexa with her red hair, both on her head and pussy. I had to
admit was a bit smitten with Casey.

A few days later, Josh and I got together to work out and have lunch. We
chatted for a while, and then I had to come clean.

"Uh, Josh," I said. "I have to tell you something. When I was leaving the
other day, Mary and I fucked on the kitchen table."

"Yeah, I know," he said. "She said it was good. Said you could pass for a
lesbian."

"Well, that's not all," I said, still kind of embarrassed.

"What?"

"Blair saw us," I said. "Blair saw May and me fucking."

Josh looked at me for a second, his face blank. "OK," he said, and then
resumed eating.

"Did you hear what I said," I asked.

"Yeah. I'll take care of it," he said.

"I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking about Blair. I was thinking with my dick," I
said.

"Don't worry about it. It'll be OK," Josh said dismissively.

Well, I guess I don't need to worry, I thought, and did my best to put the
incident out of my mind.

As we parted, Josh asked about plans for the weekend. I told him I didn't
have any.

"Well, if you're interested, there's a party this weekend you might like,"
he said.

"Yeah, who and where?" I asked.

"There are a couple of guys in the theater department who live together.
Once a quarter they throw a party. Well, what it is, is a gay orgy. They
invite 10 or so guys over for a night of sucking and fucking. I know them
pretty well, and they invite me and a friend. It's fun, and they usually
have some kind of surprise," he said.

"What kind of surprise?" I asked.

"Oh, sometimes it's a guest nobody knows likes dick. They've had a couple of
celebrities show up, stuff like that. You want to go?"

"Let me think about it. Call me tomorrow," I said.

After we parted, I thought about the invitation. In a few months I had gone
from a decidedly straight guy to bisexual with a crush on a t-girl. Now, I
was seriously thinking about attending a gay orgy. Where was my life headed?

Over the next several hours, I thought about the party. I visited some gay
porn sites that featured clips from orgies. They didn't do much for me, but
the thought of being in a room of naked men with hard dicks was something of
a rush.

When Josh called, I said I wanted to go.

"Great," he said. "I'll pick you up at about 7."

"OK. Uh, Josh, this might sound dumb, but does it matter what I wear or
don't wear?"

"It's all up to you. Some guys like to wear thongs, some guys don't wear any
underwear. Everybody arrives in just normal street clothes. Then you do what
feels comfortable."

"One more question. If I go will I then be, well, out of the closet."

"Oh, sorry, I forgot to tell you. If you are invited to attend you have to
agree not to talk about the party or anyone you see there. If they find out
you're talking too much, they'll never invite you again. They also have ways
of getting revenge. Nothing drastic, but I've been told of folks not getting
raises or such. I don't think that will be a problem with you."

"No, there's no chance of that. I'm not really sure who or what I am any
more."

"Don't worry," Josh said. "You're just fine. See you Friday."

Friday evening as I prepared to attend my first gay orgy, I was conflicted.
I was eager to go, but troubled by my eagerness. Where was this path taking
me? As I showered and shaved, I thought about what might happen that night.
I had visited some gay porn sites. All the guys there had shaved their pubic
hair. Should I shave mine? If so, do I shave it all or trim it? I splashed
on some cologne while trying to decide, and then figured, what the hell,
I'll go as Dave and if they don't like it I won't go back. I decided to "go
commando" as the kids say, that is no underwear. All I put on was a shirt,
jeans and some slip-on shoes.

Josh arrived right at 7 p.m., honked and I went out to his car. We drove for
about 20 minutes to an older neighborhood in another part of town. Most of
the houses in this area were old, having been built around the turn of the
century. At one time, it was the ritziest part of town. It had fallen on
hard times, but then rich, young couples began buying the houses and
remodeling. They were mostly Victorians, and most all had been restored to
their former splendor.

Josh pulled into the driveway of one house that sat on a large lot. "This
house has been in William's family since it was built," Josh said. "He took
it over about 10 years ago, and he and Ken have put a lot of work into it.
They were among the first to revitalize the neighborhood."

Josh pulled around to the back of the house where several cars were parked.
Through a tall hedge I could see a swimming pool.

Josh led me to the back door, knocked and we were admitted. Josh introduced
me to William and Ken. I had seen both on campus before, but had never met
them. I had pegged William as gay the first time I saw him. Realizing who
Ken was also didn't surprise me, but it wasn't as obvious.

We shook hands, and they seemed glad I was there. They directed us to the
stairs and we went down to a finished basement. Just as Josh had said, I saw
in the room several folks whose faces were familiar. The men there varied in
age from student to senior adult. A total of about a dozen folks were in the
room. In the middle of the room was a large, square coffee table that looked
almost like a stage. Most of the furniture was back against the walls, and I
noticed several large pillows.

As it turned out, we were the last guests to arrive. Everyone stood around
drinking and talking for several minutes. I looked around and noticed bowls
of condoms and bottles of lube on several end tables.

"May I have your attention, please," William said from the middle of the
room where he stood on the table. "Welcome everyone. Before we begin, let me
remind you of the rules of the house. Everyone's here to enjoy themselves.
Invitations for sex are to be issued. If turned down, try somebody else.
Let's keep things light and casual."

Several folks laughed and applauded.

"Now, we have a custom at these parties of offering a surprise to get things
started. Tonight we have a special guest, someone we met on a trip to South
Beach. Men, please welcome, Derek Dick."

Most of the men began clapping enthusiastically. I leaned over to Josh and
whispered, "Who's Derek Dick?"

Josh shrugged his shoulders, but the guy standing next to him had heard me
and answered, "He's a gay porn star. He's got a pretty big dick and can fuck
all night. I've seen him before."

Derek came out and jumped onto the table with William. "Now," William said.
"Here's what we're going to do. Derek is going to do a little dance for us,
and at the end we'll draw from the numbers you were given when you arrived.
That lucky guy will be the first to suck Derek's dick or get fucked."

The lights went down, music began and a spot light hit Derek. He began to
dance around on the table. It was your basic strip tease, and he worked his
way down to his g-string. I had to admit, he was pretty well built; nice and
firm but not over done. He wiggled his ass in the faces of several men and
hunched his crotch at others. The room began to chant, "Take it off! Take it
off! Take it off!"

Derek ignored them at first, but began rubbing the front of his g-string. He
quickly had an obvious bulge in front. If the bulge was an indication, he
certainly did have a big dick. As it turned out, his g-string was held on by
Velcro. He finally picked one the guys to pull it away. The g-string fell
off revealing the biggest dick I had ever seen. It was at least 10 inches,
and it was hard as a rock. Derek danced for a few more seconds, and then the
music stopped. Again, most of the men cheered. Some, who seemed a bit drunk,
made some mild cat calls offering their mouths and asses.

Ken then jumped onto the table, pecked Derek on the cheek and gave the big
cock a quick squeeze. Again the men cheered. Ken held a small bowl in his
hand. "And now," he said, "the moment someone has been waiting for."

He pulled out a slip of paper and read off the number 6. I was relieved. I
had number 7. A guy about 50 shouted and stepped onto the table and hugged
the sweat-drenched Derek. "OK folks," Ken shouted, "what will it be -- fuck
or suck."

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" we all hollered.

The contest winner grinned (I thought a bit apprehensively), and Derek
reached over and squeezed his ass. The man quickly stripped and Derek picked
up a bottle of lube. The winner had a nice build for his age. He dropped to
the table on his elbows and knees, a pillow under his elbows. Derek walked
around the table a few times, smearing lube on his huge cock. He stopped a
couple of times and let some of the crowd stroke it a bit. Then he stepped
behind the man on the table, and began working lube into his ass. Finally
the moment had come.

The room grew quite as Derek positioned himself behind the man. He put his
huge dick at the man's asshole and leaned forward. The man grimaced a bit as
the huge cock head began to push into his ass. I could see him taking deep
breaths, Derek was surprisingly gentle. He would push forward, and then stop
for a moment. I could tell the man was being stretched to the limit, but he
kept taking the cock. It took two or three minutes, but finally Derek's
10-inch cock was buried in the man's ass. His heavy balls hanging down next
to those of his partner. We cheered the man.

Derek began rocking back and forth, barely moving at first but soon
definitely moving several inches each time. They kept this up for a minute
or two, and then Derek screwed up his face and cried out, slamming his cock
in to the hilt. "Take my cum," he shouted.

Again the crowd cheered and the man seemed to finally enjoy his experience.
After Derek had come, he pulled out of the man, turned him over and then
proceeded to suck his cock. It didn't take long before Derek was getting a
mouthful of sticky cum.

As soon as the man had come, others began taking off their clothes and
paring off. Josh stripped quickly and paired up with an attractive
African-American man. Josh dropped to his knees and began sucking. As I
pulled off my jeans, a guy about my age walked up and asked if I wanted him
to suck me off.

"Sure," I said. "I'm Dave."

"I'm Tom," he said. "This is your first party, right?"

"Yes," I said. "I came with Josh."

"Josh is a great guy," Tom said as he kneeled in front of me and took my
cock in his mouth.

After sucking my cock to a big explosion of cum, I sucked off Tom. He thanks
me and moved off to fuck somebody else. I looked around the room and saw
Josh with the black man's cock up his ass in one corner, and then saw
several guys standing around in another. I walked over and saw Derek on top
of one of the younger guests, just pushing his cock into the young ass. The
young motioned to another guy who knelt down and put his cock to the young
man's mouth.

Those watching were stroking their cocks. I joined them and one-by-one we
shot cum on the threesome. After that, I just sort of stood back taking it
all in. Some of the couples seemed almost too intimate to watch. Others were
simply fucking for all they were worth.

The basement had a small kitchen where the drinks were, and I walked in to
get something cold. It dawned on me that I had been naked in a room full of
men for about an hour.

Standing in the kitchenette by himself was a young man. I got a beer from
the small refrigerator, smiled and nodded to the young man.

"I'm Dave," I said, offering my hand while thinking he looked familiar.

"I'm Bill," he answered.

Then it dawned on me. "Oh, you're..."

"Right," he said.

Bill had been the quarterback on the football team. Although the school
played at the Division II level, Bill had been a good one and most folks
expected him to make some NFL team's roster. He had been small coming out of
high school, but had matured in college, growing three inches in height and
adding about 20 pounds.

"What do you think?" he asked.

"Kind of a lot to take in," I said. "This is my first time."

"Me, too," he replied. "I've been invited before, but was too worried about
talk. I'm not really in the closet, but don't advertise that I'm gay either.
Now that my eligibility is up, I figured what the hell."

"I know what you mean," I said. "I'm sort of discovering myself over the
past few months. I had never had sex with a man until not long ago, now I'm
here. I guess I've learned I'm bisexual."

"That's cool," Bill said. "You look kind of familiar."

I told him I'm on campus a lot, and then he said, "I've seen you with
Casey."

"Yes, we're friends."

"Casey's cool," he said.

We talked for a while, and I could sense at least some kind of connection.
We talked football as we leaned against a small counter and watched people
in the other room fucking and sucking each other.

"Are you completely gay or bi" I asked Bill.

"Oh, I'm gay. I've never fucked and girl and don't intend to," he said.

The conversation sort of dragged, and then out of the corner of my eye, I
saw Bill looking at me intently. He put down his beer and stepped in front
of me. He looked at me for a moment, the put his hand behind my head and
pulled my mouth to his. He pushed his tongue into my mouth and we kissed.
Our cocks grew hard and touched heads.

He pulled back from me and said, "I'm going to fuck you. Bend over that
table."

He moved out of the way, and I leaned down on a kitchen table. I leaned my
elbows on the edge of the table. "Spread your ass," Bill ordered. I obeyed.

Bill stepped behind me and put the head of a tube of lubricant against my
asshole. He pushed it in a bit and squeezed the tube. The cold liquid shot
into my ass. He pulled it out and then applied some to his cock.

"Here it comes, Dave," he said as he placed the head of his cock against my
asshole.

As he pushed forward, I pushed back. His cock, which was about six inches
long, slipped easily right up my ass. It was the easiest any cock had
entered me other than Casey.

"Oh, man," Bill said, "you've got a nice tight ass. This is going to be a
great fuck."

He began doing the in-and-out. He pushed his cock into me. I tried to
squeeze a bit as he pushed in and he seemed to like that. He stroked me
steadily for a couple of minutes. We both began to sweat, and then I felt
him grab my hips tightly and push his cock as far in me as he could. Sure
enough, his cum began to spurt into my ass. "Uhhh, agggg. Oh fuck, that
feels good!" he exclaimed.

After he came and pulled out, he said, "Now my turn. Fuck me."

I did. I put my cock up his young ass and began fucking away. I liked the
way his butt looked pushed up against my belly. I liked feeling my balls
swinging against his. I reached under him and grabbed his dick and stroked
it.

As I fucked his young ass, the guy Josh has fucked at the start of the
evening came over, watched for a second and then pulled a chair close. He
stood up on it and placed his hard black cock at my lips. His dick was big
but not huge. I licked the tip a bit, and then began working my way down the
shaft.

It was kind of hard keeping up a good fuck rhythm with Bill and sucking a
cock at the same time. However, Bill's ass was tight enough that soon I
came, pumping what I had left in my balls into his ass. Shortly after, the
black cock in my mouth began shooting cum down my throat. Without a word,
the guy pulled out of my mouth and walked away.

When we finished, Bill and I kissed again, fondling each other. "Thanks,
Dave. That was a good fuck. I gotta go," Bill said.

"Sure. I enjoyed it too," I said.

As Bill gathered his clothes in the other room, I looked around for Josh. I
gave him a nod and he came over. "Having  fun?" he asked.

"Sure," I said.

"I saw you fucking Bill. Man, he's pretty hot."

"That he is. He's a good fuck, too."

We realized the evening was winding down, although Derek Dick was still hard
as a rock and fucking his fifth guy of the night. Josh and I decided it was
time to go. We dressed, and made our exit. Josh drove me to my house.

When I got to my bedroom, I was surprised to find Alexa in my bed. I was
pleasantly surprised. The party had been fun, but I hadn't had any pussy in
several days and the idea of slipping my cock into Alexa's red-haired pussy
was most appealing.

"Hey, Stud, who you been fucking?" she said nastily.

"Oh, some 22-year-old guy with a tight ass," I replied.

"Well, how about a 20-year-old with a tight pussy? Or are you too old to get
it up again," she teased.

I dropped my pants to reveal a nice hard-on. "Guess not," she said and lay
back on the bed, pulling her knees back and apart. "Give it to me."

I parted that sweet, red-haired pussy with my cock and began a slow, steady
motion. I had a feeling this was going to be a long fuck because it was the
fourth time I'd gotten hard that night, and, well, that was close to my
record. Sure, enough we seemed to fuck forever. Although with started with
me on top, sucking and nibbling Alexa's tits while we fucked, we soon
switched to doggie style which Alexa liked better. (Because she can be such
a bitch, she says.) I was losing stamina when she suggested she get on top.
That was fine with me. She squatted over my cock, and then sort dropped her
ass down and impaled herself on my dick. She started just slowly rocking
back and forth, pushing down a bit so her clit rubbed against my abdomen.

As we fucked, the phone by my bed rang. I was all for ignoring it, but Alexa
glanced at the caller ID. "It's Kate," she said and without getting off my
cock, grabbed the cordless phone.

"Hello, Kate," Alexa said.

"Hey," Kate replied. "Is Dave there?"

"Yes, but he's kind of busy right now."

"Doing what?"

"Fucking me."

"You're talking on the phone while he fucks you? Girl, you crazy."

"Well, it's really more like me fucking him. I'm on top. What's up?"

"Well, I just got off the phone with my grandfather and he said we can use
the island during spring break. I was calling Dave to see if he wants to go.
Will you ask him?"

"Dave, do you want to spend spring break on a Caribbean island naked and
fucking all the time."

"Sure," I replied thinking she was kidding.

"OK, he's going," Alexa told Kate.

About that time, my cock had all it could take. I jerked slightly and shot a
small load into Alexa's tight pussy. "Check that, he's cumming," Alexa said
to Kate.

"Well, if you come home tonight, save some of his cum for me. I want to lick
it out of your pussy," Kate said and hung up.

Alexa dropped the phone and concentrated on taking advantage of whatever
hard-on I had left. She leaned over me with her eyes closed and an intense
look on her face. She began pushing her cunt against the base of my cock and
lower abdomen. Suddenly she gasped and I felt her pussy contract as she
came.

As she recovered, she looked down and smiled. "God, Dave, fucking with you
so great, even when you're worn out," she said.

We lay on the bed several minutes and I almost drifted off to sleep. I was
roused when Alexa got up and began gathering her clothes. It was only about
11 p.m. "Where you going" I asked as she pulled on jean with no panties and
thin T-shirt with no bra.

"Kate offered to suck you cum out of my pussy," she said. "I'm going to let
her while I suck her sweet, black cunt."

"What was this about spring break and some island?"

"Oh, we're all going to this island Kate's grandfather owns off the coast of
Mexico. We went last year and all stayed naked for six straight days. It was
great. See ya," she said, pecked me on the cheek and walked out.
Six days on a Caribbean island with three naked fuck-crazy girls? Daman
straight I was going!