I started sleeping with Stephen every night and my parents just expected it. After two nights I started being liberal with my sounds. I didn't care if they heard me crying out in pleasure from being dominated and penetrated. Besides dad was probably getting off on it. Stephen unloaded inside my ass and then we lay passionately entangled kissing endlessly.
"That was really hot." I mused.
"I'm glad you thought so. Your ass is always hot to me."
We kissed some more.
"SO listen Frank I thought we could go out tonight."
"Tonight? Its already ten!" I wanted to lay there with him forever.
"Yeah well sure but we only have a few days in town an I figure we ought to see people. My parents don't know I'm here but Sean and Michael invited us out for drinks-"
"Sean and Michael?"
"Yeah whats wrong with that they're your good friends aren't they?"
"Well...yes." My friendships with male friends had been increasingly complicated by my willingness to relieve them of their cum.
"Excellent lets go grab a beer."
Stephen had made me promise not to do anything I didn't want, but I never wanted to disappoint him. Of course I never said no to Stephen.
"It'll be fun." He reassured me. That was just what I was worried about.
We arrived to the bar around 10:30. Sean and Michael waved us over to the counter where they sat. "Hey Frank" winked Michael.
"Hey guys. Good to see you."
"What have you too been up to? We've been waiting around here already a couple of drinks in."
"We were just reminiscing about old times." Mused Michael.
"Yeah sorry." Said Stephen "we uh..."
"No we get it. Franky is your little fuck princess now huh?"
I looked around the bar nervously but no one was in earshot.
"Its not like that." Stephen said defiantly, "I mean yeah we—yeah of course but—"
"Stephen is my boyfriend." I said firmly.
"I see, so you're settled on him now huh? No more favors for friends?"
"Stephen doesn't really want me to—" I gulped thinking about the other night with my own father. The one I'd been trying to forget. "I need a drink."
"I don't want you to do anything you don't want to do Franky. I never meant you couldn't fuck other guys."
I was taken aback. "Really?"
"Yeah I actually think its pretty hot that you like cock so much." Do I? I hadn't really considered myself wanting to be penetrated all those times before. I suppose I had wanted it, badly. I looked around at the three man looking at me like I was a feast.
"Let me get your drink." Said Sean.
"I'll get your next." Said Michael.
I could tell it was going to be a good night. Sexual tensions aside I had a great time drinking and catching up with old friends. Sean had a new girlfriend who was out of town and Michael had been experimenting more with other guys.
"There was just no comparison to having you around to take care of me every day buddy. Of course Stephen knows what I mean by that. Stephen blushed nervously.
Michael grabbed my hand and placed it on his hard dick pressed against his leg by his pants. "Feel that Frank? I could really use a hand tonight. Or a mouth. Or an ass."
I withdrew my hand and looked at Stephen. He was drunk and talking to Sean. "I don't know Michael, Stephen and I—"
"Oh he's cool with it. We all are. In fact thats kind of why we asked you out tonight." So this had been the plan all along.
The bartender came by for last call. "I'll get you another." Said Sean but I was too drunk and asked for water.
"He told us when you drink you can't help yourself. That you need to taste cock." He grabbed my hand again this time stoking himself once or twice with it. Don't you want to feel my dick again?"
"Yes." I admitted quietly, "but where?"