Part 4: Gay Male
Chapter 12: Gay Male - Ian blows Mark and gets his ass fucked.
That weekend, I was scheduled to work, so I planned to grab my stuff and hit the road right after my last class. Patty was staying at school to work on a project, so I was surprised to find her waiting outside my room when I got out of my last class.
She explained that she knew I was going to try to get her brother to fuck my ass that night, so she made me clean myself. I didn't argue with her, but I was wondering why she wanted me to do it then instead of after work. That became clear when I got back to my room and she held out my butt plug with an evil grin saying, "I dare you to wear this until you see Mark."
Accepting the challenge, I dropped my pants and presented my ass to her saying, "If you'll do the honors, please."
Patty used the pretense that she was having trouble getting the plug in as an excuse to work the tip over my prostate. By the time she was able to get the plug, "properly inserted," there was a steady stream of precum dripping into my boxer briefs and my dick was half hard.
I had the four to close shift, so I drove right to work and then went to Patty and Mark's house. When I arrived, I found that Mrs. O'Brien had saved me a plate for dinner, so I sat and talked to her while I ate.
"Mrs. O'Brien, your home is beautiful. I think it's really cool the way it blends in with the side of the valley, and I like the way the inside flows."
Mrs. O'Brien said, "Thank you. And I told you to call me Teri. You know I designed the house, don't you?"
"Yeah, Patty told me you're an architect and that the house is your 'third baby.' She probably told you that I'm an architecture major, so I really like seeing what you've done."
The house has to be almost 8,000 square feet, built in a U shape. The garage is at one end with Mark's bedroom above it. Then come the common areas, The kitchen and family room have two story ceilings while the formal living room and dining room have low, beamed ceilings, giving them a southwestern feel. Next comes a guest room and home office on the ground floor with Patty's bedroom above, and then Teri and Drew's bedroom, which Teri told me is a two-story master suite. The house is situated at the top of a ravine, looking down on the town and the river a half mile below.
As I ate, Teri sat with me and described the details of the house's design, giving me my first opportunity to take a close look at her. At first glance, she looks like an older version of Patty, but as we talked, I started to notice differences.
Where Patty's hair is wheat blonde, straight and fine, Teri's hair is more of a honey color, and is thicker and fuller. She was dressed for business in a silk blouse and pencil skirt, with her hair up in a twist. Looking at her face, I could see a resemblance to Patty, but where Patty's features are rounded, Teri's are more finely drawn.
Teri is also slimmer and leaner than Patty. Patty has an athletic, girl next-door look, while her mom is more cat-like, like a runway model. Teri also looked like a B cup, the same as Patty, but on her slimmer frame her breasts were striking. The way her silk blouse highlighted their contours made me think that she needed to wear a suit jacket when she was meeting clients.
As I forced my mind to stop wandering, Teri was explaining that they had an endless pool and an eight-person whirlpool in the master suite that they let Patty and Mark use. He said, "If you need a workout or a relaxing soak while you're here, just let Drew or me know you're going to use it."
That night set a pattern for all the times I stayed with the O'Briens. Whenever I came home, if Teri was there, she would take the time to sit and talk with me. Sometimes it was just the two of us. Sometimes Mark or Drew would join us. What made it special was that it wasn't the perfunctory, "How was your day? Mine was great." We talked about school, work, family, current events, movies, music; all of the things I would talk to my friends about.
Eventually I came to see her as a confidante who I could talk to about the things I was dealing with in my life. I started looking forward to our talks. The only thing she wouldn't talk about was my relationship with Patty. At first I thought she was trying to avoid any TMI moments, but I eventually figured out that she really wanted to avoid any appearance of meddling. She became a true friend, not just the mother of my girlfriend.
By the time I finished eating, I'd been wearing my plug for seven hours, so I was very aware of it as we sat and talked. Before I made an excuse to leave her, Teri stood and cleared the table, saying she needed to get some sleep because she was meeting friends early in the morning to get started on Christmas shopping. I thanked her for dinner and for the conversation and hurried up the stairs, eager to do something about the itch in my ass.
When I walked into Mark's room, he was already naked and had a hard-on. I laughed and said, "I guess you're happy to see me."
"Yes and no. This afternoon I got a text from my sister that said, 'You're gonna fuck Ian in the ass today, and you're gonna send us the video.' My reaction was 'What the fuck?' so I called Patty. She told me how you guys spent last night, and said she knew you'd want to try the real thing. She just assumed I would go from giving you a blow job to fucking your ass."
"Does that mean you won't?"
"No. Of course, I'll do it. Ass fucking is great! I dated one girl who let me do it and it was awesome!"
I faked a sigh of relief.
Mark continued, "I asked Patty why I should record it for her. She said, 'Because it will be hot and we want to see. If you do, Clarice and I will make a video for you.'"
"At first, I thought it was weird, her wanting to see me fucking. Then she said she didn't want to see me fuck, she wanted to see you get fucked. She called me the 'stunt cock.' She also said I owe her for letting me have sex with her boyfriend."
It seemed a little weird to me that seeing each other naked and having sex didn't freak both of them out, but I decided not to ask about it.
"In the end, I agreed to do it, but I suggested she watch us live on webcam instead. When I explained how it works, she loved the idea."
I was a little surprised, but for some reason the idea excited me. I asked, "Have you done this before?"
"Sure. A couple of the sites I subscribe to have webcam pages. Most are the kind where you pay people to perform sex acts on camera, but there are also some where people perform just for the thrill of it. One of them has what they call a virtual orgy, where everyone is on camera like a Zoom call. They let you watch anonymously for a little while, but then they lock you out unless you're on camera."
"I checked it out and there was always a mix of couples, groups and people going solo. It looked like fun, but the first time I played with myself on camera I was nervous, and it took a while to get hard. The other people were encouraging, so I got more comfortable and more into it.
I started out just using the camera on my laptop, but then I upgraded to a couple of decent cameras. You can see one on the shelf over the TV, and the other is on the shelf next to the window there," he said as he pointed them out. I'd never noticed the cameras before, but I could see they weren't cheap models. The setup was clever, giving front and side views of whatever was happening on Mark's bed.
As I checked them out Mark continued, "I told Patty that if she and Clarice were gonna watch, they had to be naked and on camera too. A few seconds later I got a video chat request. When I clicked on it, I saw Patty dancing around naked. She asked, 'Is this what you wanted to see, little bro?' I said, 'Yeah, but we're gonna need to get you a better camera.' Then I sent her the info on how to sign up for the virtual orgy site."
"She had to leave to meet her project team, but she told me to text her when you came in. She thought Clarice had a date tonight, but she said she'd let her know about what time we'd be online."
I laughed and said, "Dude, you are as much of a dirty horn-dog as your sister. Maybe that's why I love you both."
"How about you get naked and get down on your knees to show me how much you love me. Knowing what a cum whore you are, I haven't jacked off for three days. I'm gonna drown you with my creamy treat."
I said, "Don't you want to save that for your command performance?"
"Dude, I've had blue steel in my pants thinking about plowing your tight little ass. I'm more worried about a quick trigger. Take the edge off and I'll give you a ride you'll remember for the rest of your life."
I laughed and said, "Bold words," but I quickly began shedding my clothes.
As I undressed, I could see Mark doing something with his computer. A couple seconds later a view of Mark from the side camera appeared on the TV. Mark positioned himself with his leg up on the bed, spreading his crotch wide, and zoomed the camera in on his dick, showing his body from mid-thigh to his chest. His cock looked impressive on screen.
He took a remote control I hadn't seen before and adjusted the room lighting. His skin took on a light sheen and his muscles suddenly stood out, and I realized he had oiled his body. I have to admit, it made him look hot.
A few more mouse clicks later he said, "Some of my web cam friends are online. Do you mind if they watch?"
