Don't be shy, give it a try.
It had been a hard night and I was absolutely exhausted.
I knew what to expect, it being my first night bedded with Roger. He was one passionate guy ordinarily, before I submitted to live in with him, so I knew I was in for some fireworks bedding him.
That was before he told me he had a flat mate, a West Indian guy called Ricardo, Rick for short. I never knew until the following morning after sleeping with Roger,. because he worked nights and seemingly, jumped into his bed almost as soon as he'd got out of it.
So there was me, well and truly hard screwed the night before and again when Roger awoke in the morning, after I had awoken with a very hard prodding into my backside.
Turning I thought; 'here we go again' because he had a hard -on like the Eiffel tower. And Roger's tower was a real eyeful. I always teased him with that, his 'eyeful tower' and he usually responded that I had better climb it then.
That was real fun pretending with my finger tips, they were a little steeplejack climbing the precipitous. Especially when I reached the summit and pretended the steeplejack was balancing on it..
But the morning scene was much the same as when I used to visit once a week for our special rendezvous - we'd participate in mutual cock touching and wanking, stripping stark naked my being smothered in hot moist cock as., perched on the settee, he crouched over me, his hand twisted behind him, pressing my head roughly into his groin. It was one of Rogers specialities, to let me taste the pungency of him in the most intimate fashion which . Although hard going at first, I came to enjoy and expect of him. I actually grew to like the flavour of him down under and sometimes he would give me an extra treat in letting me sniff him through his briefs which was lovely, the feel of his scrumptious balls cushioning my face was beautiful.
Then he'd fuck me on all fours until he was about to shoot his load, when he diverted his throbbing cock deep into my throat for a hefty mouth fuck until I was drenched with his hot sticky spunk, oozing from my well worked mouth
That was standard practice every time we met and when that was done, we would have an interval and refreshment before he wanted me to be girly for him.
That was fun too, I loved to do that for him. It gave me a new perspective to his nurturing me like I was a female, he loved to scent me up and suck my asshole like it was a quinny. Usually through my very girly silk red and white laced panties. It was a dream to behold which we both lavished and spent a great deal of time exploring.
Anyway he was soon wide awake and fucking me like there was no tomorrow. I don't know how he had the energy to go to work afterwards. But he worked himself deep inside me as always and it was simply lovely to be opened up again. He fucked me so beautifully like it was a work of art. I adored the way he stopped occasionally so that we could both feel the sensation of his strong throb inside, it felt really wonderful and so very warming.
He got my breakfast serving me with it on a tray in bed, a real hearty breakfast with all the trimmings.
"We need to replenish your energy" he said and when afterwards I made to get up he simply said to stay there because shortly Rick would be taking his place beside me.
I was flabbergasted but he did ask if I would I mind, like it was an everyday thing to do! because Rick was a real close buddy and they shared everything.
It did come as a bit of a shock to say the least but thinking about it, I felt it could be fun.
I needed to visit the toilet. I washed the smell of Roger off me and tendered my well worked anus with some moisturising cream . It felt nice and well gratified..
I gingerly got back into bed as Roger had asked, and listened to some music. It wasn't long before I heard Rick's voice in the kitchen talking to Roger, they were talking about me!
"He is well ready for you Rick, well primed twice last night."
"He is a good poke huh" Rick replied in his West Indian accent. "! Hope you have saved some for me."
At that point I knew the name of the game and what they were both about.
"He is a good tight fit, well accomplished in all ways, I adore his oral and he will give you a great fuck to sleep on."
"I need that Roger, I am done for, but I also need that good stiff fuck before. I get some shut eye. Thanks' mate, you are a real buddy."
"Enjoy, I am off now but we shall fix something for the weekend, on the lines we talked about Huh?"
"Great, I look forward, see you later Rog."
They we were talking about me like I wasn't there, not I guess they thought I couldn't hear in the bedroom..
I had no idea what Rick looked like. What if I didn't fancy him, what then? But I felt I had to be loyal to Roger, he had served me well in all ways, he'd pulled me off the streets and everything. I could not let him down so had to endure serving his, by the sound of it, very lecherous buddy.
This guy was going to be some character. When a knocking came on the door and I said to come in, I expected a face - but there, poking hideously between the gap was a very large uncut black penis like I have never seen before. Then a hand appeared, a black hand of course which started to grope it and in came the rest of him, Stark naked but very appetising, I had never had black before and I felt a whole new world was opening up.
"Very nice" he smiled with a toothy white grin. And he had a body to die for.
"Roger has good taste, my name is Ricardo but you can call me Rick - and I know yours is Alex. Hi Alex, where have you been all may life? You look great, good enough to fuck, fuck, fuck"
From that point I knew Rick was the sort of guy who said it as it was.
He looked divine and I took to him right away. That charm, that smile and personality, and that absolutely gorgeous prick which he massaged in front of me revealing its full glory.
"You like Alex?" he said coming closer giving me a sniff.
I was lost for words primarily. I was still aching from Rogers' early morning fuck and I knew it was still open.
"Hey don't be shy, give it a try" he laughed and that made it easier to touch him first time. Going through my head; 'what a beauty , I should be so lucky.'
