[Author's Note: All characters in this story are 18 years or older.]
*****
Saturday night finally arrived, and Bob and Jill took their pontoon boat around the cove to Harry and Betty's lakefront home. The couple was on their patio, and came down to the dock to help them tie up.
A small spread of cheese and crackers was set out on the patio table when they all went up to the house, and Harry said, "I thought we'd sit here and watch the sunset before we head inside, if that's okay with you."
"Perfect!" Jill said. "Our house faces east, so we get the sunrises. This will be a nice change."
"Red or white?" Betty asked, pointing to the bottles of wine.
As they sat and watched the sun light up the clouds on the horizon, Betty said, "So, have you ever watched porn with another couple, before?"
"Together—as you're aware—but never with anyone else," Bob answered. "How about you?"
"Yeah, we have," Harry said. "Do you think you're going to be comfortable if we start getting it on in front of you?"
"That's kind of the whole point of watching porn, isn't it?" Bob said. "Foreplay?"
"So, you'd be okay doing it in front of us, too?" Betty said.
"Is that your thing?" Jill asked, a little disappointed. "Exhibitionism and voyeurism?"
"Actually, our
thing
is swinging," Betty answered. "Partner swapping."
"But if you're not into that, that's fine," Harry added quickly. "Whatever you're comfortable with is fine with us. We just wanted you to know that we're very open-minded when it comes to sex."
"Are either of you bi?" Jill asked.
"We both are," Betty answered. "I hope that you asking the question means that you are, too."
Bob answered, "We both had turns batting from the other side of the plate back in college, but not since we met each other."
"But it sounds like you might be open to rekindling those smoldering embers," Harry said. "That's awesome."
"You should tell them your first-time story," Jill said to her husband. "I just love it!"
"Heck, yeah!" Betty said as she refilled Bob's glass, "Do tell!"
Bob finished the cheese and cracker he had just put in his mouth, washed it down with wine, and began, "So, basically, I became bisexual because I lost a bet."
"This my senior year," he went on, "and there were a bunch of us guys watching a college football game in the dorm lounge. One of the teams was from my home state, and the other was from my roommate's"
"It's third quarter, and his team is down by like thirty points. He comes back from getting a beer, leans over the back of the couch, and whispers in my ear, '
I bet you a blowjob that my team wins
.'"
"Now, Jake was gay, so I knew he wasn't kidding, and I was between girlfriends, at the time, plus I knew there was no way they could turn the game around in three minutes, so we shook on it."
The next play, my quarterback gets sacked so hard he has to leave the game. The second string guy was so bad, I think they went to the local high school and got him ... off the basketball court!"
"His first pass is intercepted and run back for a touchdown. Then, he fumbles a hike, and
that
gets run in for a TD! Long story short, all the wheels fell off my team, and Jake's won by a field goal."
Bob asked, "So, what were you thinking at that point? Were you going to try to renege? Maybe go double or nothing on a coin toss?"
"It's weird," Bob said, "but I think there was a part of me that was glad I lost. I had had this girlfriend, my freshman, year who loved to give me blowjobs. At first I thought she was doing it to please me, but it turns out that she would rather have sucked a dick than have regular sex."
Bob went on, "I naturally got thinking about why she liked having a hard cock in her mouth, so much, and I finally asked her. She said it was a whole bunch of things, all together. The feel of running her tongue over the smooth, warm flesh; feeling the spongy head in the back of her throat; the musky taste, and then the salty taste of the guy's cum. She told me I should try it! I told her, no thanks!"
"But, of course, I couldn't stop thinking about it," he continued. "So, when Jake bet me a blowjob, I figured, best-case I get sucked off by a guy who knows how to do it, and worst-case, I'm forced into finally having my curiosity satisfied."
"And Jake told me later" he went on, "that he was thinking pretty much the same way. He expected his team to lose, and that he had always wanted to get it on with me, so it was a l
ose-win
situation for him, so to speak."
"So, we get up to the room, and I'm still kind of conflicted and nervous about the whole thing, now that it's not just something that I'm imagining, anymore. I tell him I need to go to the bathroom, and when I come out, he's standing there bare-ass naked with his boner pointing up at the ceiling."
"I had been envisioning him pulling his pecker out through his fly, me sucking on it a few times, and calling the bet paid, if it wasn't something I felt into."
"He told me that I should take my clothes off, too, and I told him that I was okay. He shrugged and said, '
You're call, man. All we bet was a blowjob
.'"
"So, my heart's racing, and I'm wondering what the hell I've gotten myself into, but I drop to my knees in front of him."
"Right in my face—closer than I've ever even seen my own cock—is Jake's stiff dick, and it's got this little drop of pre-cum leaking from the hole."
"I reach up to wipe the drop away, and maybe give his dick a stroke or two to build up my nerve ... and to postpone the inevitable, a little. But he grabs my hand, and says, '
Just a blowjob! No hands; just mouth
.'"
"So, I open my mouth, and take in just the head. I suck on it and swirl my tongue over it—remembering how my old girlfriend had done to me—and I realize,
Hmm. This ain't so bad
."
"So, I lean forward and slide my lips farther down his shaft, still swirling my tongue and feeling every vein, ripple, and bulge of his dick, and by the time he's at the back of my throat, I get what my girlfriend was talking about. I'm actually getting turned on by having a hard cock filling my mouth!"
"With that taboo busted, I begin bobbing my head, and giving him that blowjob. When he put his hands on my head, and started rocking his hips, fucking my mouth, I had to reach down and free my own cock. I started jerking off while he was sliding his stiff dick in and out of my mouth. I couldn't believe how hard sucking on a stiff cock was making my own cock! I was so turned on! I was a little pissed that I'd been missing out on this side of sex for so long!"
"Suddenly, he pulls out of my mouth, and says, '
My turn. I've been wanting to suck your cock since I saw you in the shower that time.
' Twenty seconds later, I'm naked, too, and he's on his knees in front of me."
"He takes my drooling cock all the way into his mouth, and then twists and turns as he starts going up and down on it. It's easy to tell that he loves what he's doing, and he sure knows how to do it!"
"Then all of a sudden, he grabs my ass, and forces himself all the way down my cock, sticking it right down his throat! I thought I was going to explode, right then! Even my old blowjob-girlfriend had never done that to me!"
"But, then he pulls all the way off, looks up, and tells me, '
Fuck me, man! Fuck my mouth with your glorious hard cock!
