The next day they all woke up in bed together. Bruce was in the middle of a pussy sandwich and woke up with a morning woody. There was about fifteen minutes of rolling around and stroking and hands and pussies and asses and then a three way explosion.
The girls went and took a shower together then Candy went home to get dressed promising to "cuuuum back later." Kate made coffee and a snack for them to enjoy together and brought it in to where Bruce was, still in bed, propped up with pillows and looking very smug and self-satisfied.
"You look like the cat that ate the canary," said Kate. Bruce let a grin break through. "I hope you enjoyed getting yours, because Candy has it all set up for me to mine tomorrow."
"What do you mean?"
"Two cocks. Mine. Tomorrow."
Bruce swallowed and didn't look quite so happy anymore. "Well who's the guy?"
"It's two guys actually. Candy's brother and his friend."
"Two guys. Wait a minute. I didn't agree to that."
"Oh yes you did."
"But I assumed that one of the cocks would be mine."
"Don't assume. Anyway you and Candy will both be there and Candy will kiss your cute little dickhead for you and make it all better."
"Little!"
"Actually, here's how I want it to go. At some point of course, I want a double penetration. I want you and Candy in front of me so I can watch Candy suck you and I want to be sure that you are watching me get it in both holes at once by strangers. But at the end I want whoever has the bigger cock to be fucking me in the ass, Candy's pussy in my face and you in front of me blowing the guy with the smaller cock. You don't mind getting the smaller cock do you?"
"Wow, you are perverted. How long have you been thinking about this?"
"My whole life, silly. After we are done with this we can talk about it and if we want to we can cut out the wildness and have a normal sex life, just you and me and a blowjob on your birthday if I feel like it. But I want this and if you ever want Candy's ass again or another woman at all for that matter as long as you are with me, you need to let me have it."
"You're a hard woman to argue with. I don't know though. This is pretty weird. I mean, why do you want me to suck another guy's cock? I've never done that before. Are you trying to turn me queer?"
"Of course not. It just turns me on. I don't know why. Why do you like assholes so much?"
"Well, they are tight and hot and stinky and forbidden."
"Okay, never mind. It just turns me on. Do it for me."
Bruce thought about having a phallus in his mouth. Secretly his gonads swelled. It always looked like the girls were enjoying it so much. "You should try everything once before you die," he told himself.
Kate slipped a finger into his mouth simulating what it would feel like when the penis slithered in for the first time. "Come on. Say 'yes.'"
"Yes," he said around a mouthful of finger.
"Whoopee!" She kissed him on the end of his nose and grabbed his penis, which she noted was semi-erect even after all the cocksucking talk.
The next day went slowly for both of them, Kate in Christmas Eve anticipation and Bruce in uncertain, queasy dread. Neither said anything about it during dinner, but after the dishes were cleared, they held each other's hands and went next door to Candy's house. Candy had done quite a bit of preparation. The lighting was low and subdued. Red scarves covered the table lamps and candles illuminated the corners. Pillows had been brought in from all over the house. The heat had been turned up. Mood music throbbed with a lot of bass.
"Oh here they are," said Candy jumping up to answer the door. "Come in, come in." Bruce and Kate shuffled in. Bruce had his arm around Kate and she had her hands clasped in front of her, like she was protecting her pussy. This had seemed terribly erotic when she was dreaming it up but now with two actual men in front of her she felt pretty nervous. Suppose they thought her tits were small or noticed that the left one was a little smaller than the right one. She had spent a long time scrubbing her asshole before dinner and at least she was confident that it was squeaky clean.
"Kate, Bruce, meet my brother Edward and his friend Leon. Ed and Leon remained sprawled on the couch. They gave Bruce a quick nod and then looked Kate up and down.
"Why don't you come over here and get to know us better?" said Ed. He held an arm out towards Kate. She hesitated for a second before she took a step in their direction and accepted Ed's hand. Like a ballroom dancer he pulled her onto the couch and in between him and Leon. As soon as her rump hit the cushion, both guys started rubbing her body with their hands, working a leg, a thigh, an arm, a shoulder and then down across her chest. They didn't waste much time. Leon took her chin in his hand and turned her face to his. Kate closed her eyes and let Leon's tongue slip into her mouth. A hand worked its way into the junction of her legs and for the briefest second a finger touched her pussy.
Bruce stood silently to one side watch two complete strangers molesting his girlfriend. His mouth was slightly open in shock. He saw her turn her face the other way and French kiss Ed. He saw Leon's hands grab her blouse and rip the top three buttons off. Then he felt Candy's hand trace the outline of his cock through his jeans and a tingle ran through him. Candy got behind him and began rubbing him through his pants with both hands. Her tits massaged his back. He reached around and put his hands on her thighs. He watched his lover reach into Ed's pants and extract his already hard penis. Ed lifted his ass and removed his pants in one gesture. He had done this before. Ed had long straight black hair and a mustache. Bruce didn't really like guys with long hair. Ed looked Bruce right in the eye and smiled. Then he looked down and watched Bruce's girlfriend's hand stroke his cock. Bruce felt a little anger and jealousy stir in him. Then he felt his belt come unbuckled and his pants unhooked and one of Candy's hands reach into clothing and touch his penis. It was semi-hard as he tried to decide if this was erotic or disturbing. Candy helped him out by coming around to the front and popping the tip into her mouth. In the wet warmth he swelled like a flower bud before it bursts.