Life After College

Chapter 14


“You guys ever made one?” I asked, finally taking my eyes off the alcoholic icee.

Francis shook his head. “No. But we brought our camcorder so we could make one while on vacation.”

“You should join us.” Bernard chimed.

Now, I was EXTREMELY promiscuous in my younger days, but I had never went as far as fucking in front of the camera. I even have a problem getting undressed in front of people. But the thought DID intrigue me. Having sex in front of other people? Hey, we’re all drunk, why not? Regrets can come in the morning...........

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Francis placed the camcorder on it’s stand and focused it on us standing together in the living room. Dicky started first, by kissing me deeply, then pushed me gently to Bernard and I kissed him. His lips tasted sweet and a little cool from the daiquiris we had earlier.

While we indulged in each other’s mouths, our lovers walked up behind us and removed our clothing. Standing there naked for all the world to see was something I had to get used to, but when you are drunk and horny, it doesn’t take that long.

Francis ran the tips of his fingers up and down his love’s sides. I could feel him shiver from his lips. “Mmmmmhhh.......” He whined. Dicky did the same to me, but I giggled, making him giggle in turn.

We finally pulled away with our prospective partners and continued with our foreplay. With careful hands, I undid the large belt buckle on Dicky’s waist and pulled the belt slowly out the loops in his jeans. I let it drop to the floor, then started on his pants. The whole time I was undressing Dicky, he was staring at me with this tranquil look on his face. When I saw him looking totally at ease with the situation, my apprehension dwindled and I finished undressing him.

I dropped down to my knees and looked up at my Dwayne Johnson (The Rock) look alike. Donning only the silver necklace, his wedding band, and the bronze skin he was born with, Dicky looked beautiful. He ran his hand through my hair as I caressed his muscular thighs and calves. I reached up with one hand and grabbed his dick, preparing to flick my tongue at it, when I heard a moan. We looked to the left and saw Bernard kneeling similar to me sucking Francis off. Francis was pulling the rubber band off his lover’s red mane and began to run his fingers through hair. “Oh yeah, baby.” Francis moaned.

Me and Dicky looked at them stunned. We’ve seen plenty of gay porn tapes, were not obtuse about what it looks like from a viewer’s perspective. But to actually see sex from another couple in person – minus the crappy porn music– is really something to see. It was also a big turn on.

Dicky’s member grew rock hard in my hands, as was mine. I slowly stroked myself while I took the throbbing erection in front of me into my mouth and sucked. “Aaaaaaahhh.......” Dicky moaned. Starting at the tip, I slowly massaged down the thick muscle, swallowing on occasion. I had one hand wrapped around the base and my other rested on his thigh. I felt the muscles in his leg twitch and I knew he was gonna go at any minute. I pulled away from him and laid down on my back. He took the hint and laid down between my spread legs. While he kissed my neck, I turned back to the left and looked at our friends. Francis was on his back and Bernard was on top of him. They were making out like nobody’s business. I felt a strong finger touch my chin and I turned around. “Focus please.” Dicky said, I smiled and pulled him down for a kiss.

Suddenly, he pulled away from me. “Shit.”

“What?” I asked.

“I didn’t bring any lube. Did you?”

“No.” I looked at our friends. Still going at it. “We can’t ask them.” He shrugged. “Well, when in doubt........” He flicked his tongue out at me suggestively. I just opened my legs up wider. With the first touch of his tongue at my opening, I closed my eyes and sighed. His licks were slow, wet, and oh so good.

I felt a smooth hand graze gently over my left nipple and I opened my eyes. Bernard was on all fours above me teasing my nub. I looked behind him and there was Francis on his knees with his hands on his love’s hips. When I looked back at Bernard, he smiled then kissed me deeply. His tongue slid out and explored my mouth as mine was drawing his further in.

“Well, isn’t this something to see?” Dicky said as he too got up on his knees. Bernard and myself’s kissing session was put on a short pause, when both our spouses buried themselves hilt deep in our backsides.

The pressure of Dicky’s erection entering me suddenly, made me groan deep in Bernard’s mouth. Dicky bent my legs and pulled them to rest against my stomach. He held them there as he fucked me. His strokes were long and slow. Taking his time in torturing me. He did that a lot. More now that he figured out over the years, that type of sex turns me into a wanton whore. I curse, moan, whimper, anything just to get his attention so he could go faster.

I broke away from Bernard’s warm lips and moaned loudly, as he started kissing my jaw and neck. I arched my neck. “AH............harder, Dicky.” I whispered, amazed I could find my voice. Dicky groaned loudly and slammed into me harder.

I couldn’t see them because my eyes were closed, but I DID hear Francis slamming his pelvis into Bernard’s ass and I heard Bernard breathe out “Don’t stop.” over and over. That made my blood surge to my erection. I covered my hands over my nipples and massaged my chest as Dicky and I continued to make love. He angled his penetrations and he started to hit my “P-Spot” (you get it?) “Ah, Fuck!” I yelled. I’m sure the guests next door to this room could hear all the noise we were making, because we were all screaming and moaning to the best of our abilities.

Bernard sat up on his knees with his back against Francis’ chest and rested his head on his love’s shoulders, while Francis held him by the stomach with one hands and stroked Bernard hastily with the other.

A beautiful sheen was forming over Dicky’s fit body. A droplet of sweat was rolling down the middle of his chest, over his abs, and it was driving me crazy. I wanted to reach up and lick it away with my tongue, but the position I was in wouldn’t allow it. He finally let go of my legs and pressed his body against mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and tightened my thighs to his waist. Another thing we have learned over the years, is that Dicky likes to be hugged during sex. That feeling of being surrounded really gets him going. “You feel so good.” He whispered in my ear. I was reduced to frantic panting and moaning. We were nearing an orgasm and Dicky started fucking as fast as he could go.

We heard two voices grunt all of a sudden, and I peeked to my left to see that Francis and Bernard had came. Bernard’s pale honey spilled all over his stomach and his partner’s hand. Francis’ hip were jerking in post-orgasmic spasms.

At times when Dicky doesn’t quite hit my spot enough, it takes a bit of onanism to help me come. But that night, the stud was right on!! He hit it every single time, and when my orgasm came, it was SO intense, I could’ve sworn I saw fireworks. Or either it was just me jumping in and out of consciousness; almost to the point of passing out. Dicky followed soon after with a grunt and a gripping of my thighs like he was palming a football. I opened my eyes, looked to the right, and nearly forgotten the camcorder taped it all.


TBC..........R&R.

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