Close Friends Book 1 Part 01

This is the beginning of a tale of six close friends as their relationships grow over many years.

Close Friends Book 1 takes them through events that draw them together, ultimately to where the love they have for each other can no longer be denied.

Years ago, I was part of a group very much like the characters in this story. We didn't end up where they ultimately do, but I've wondered if there might have been a way where we could have.

This story takes those people on that journey.

The places, people and events in this chapter are almost all based on a time in my life after I'd graduated high school and moved to California.

The characters in this story are people I knew and loved, and most of the events of this chapter actually happened, with a few changes to make it more fun, and to guide them on their path towards full polyamory where we didn't go in real life.

Close Friends Book 1 is in the Group Sex category, as that's the central theme. As there is group sex, there are plenty of times where a partner will encourage and watch their partner make love with someone else. There are also a few brief moments here and there of girls showing affection for each other.

For more information about how this story came about, what's true and what's fiction, information about the people that inspired the characters and other thoughts, see the final part, 'Close Friends Notes and Thoughts', at the end of Book 2.

Everyone is at least 18 years old.

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Almost a year in the future

Gus sat on his bed, propped against the wall. The voluptuous beauty he'd come to love so much bounced on him, her large boobs distracting him from what was happening on the other side of the room.

With an effort, he craned his neck and saw them on the daybed. He slammed himself down between her spread legs as her feet bounced around.

In the dim light from the single bulb in the kitchen, Gus could just make out his roommate's thick cock sliding in and out of her.

They were so close he could watch her lips cling to him, pouting as he pulled out, then puckering as he pushed into the woman he loved with all his heart.

The sounds from the other corner of the room were interesting, and any other day he'd want to watch them, but Gus was torn between the way his balls were tingling as she ground herself against him, and with the noise of two people about to cum on the daybed nearby.

He listened as her sex sounds rose and his best friend's grunt echoed across the room. With a feminine gasp he knew so well since falling in love with her, she came as he threw his head back and roared, inseminating the woman Gus thought one day would be his wife.

Seeing his cock slick with a layer of white sperm moving in and out of her drove him over the edge and he bucked under the other woman he loved so much.

"This is so damn sexy," she said, her back arched and large, warm boobs bouncing. Gus' balls contracted and he cried out as ropes of cum shot into her. She threw herself forward, her hips shuddering as she groaned, cumming on his pulsing dick.

Their movements slowed, then stopped, cum leaking from where they joined to drip over him and onto the sheets. Panting, they kissed, and Gus pulled her sideways, making her fall over to spoon against him.

Brushing her hair away from his face, he leaned in, his mouth by her ear. "I love you. That was amazing."

He could feel her smile as she wiggled her spectacular ass against his softening dick. Humming, she said, "It was, and I love you, too." He reached around and held her large boob in one hand, stroking it.

They looked over to the other corner of the room and watched the tall, blonde man groan and cum inside the girl he had bent over the couch. As he thrust into her, she wailed and trembled as her head shot up, her long, golden hair undulating. He pulled and pushed hard into her, his eyes clenched. After a few moments, he stopped and drew her up, guiding her over to sit with him.

Only the sounds of six well-fucked people catching their breath filled the atmosphere for a few minutes. Eventually, the girl on the daybed wriggled out from beneath the man on top of her. Standing next to him, she leaned over and kissed him. Their foreheads touched and Gus could see them talking for a few moments before she turned and headed over.

Standing at the foot of the bed, she grinned down at them. Her dark hair rested on her shoulders and her soft, brown eyes glimmered in the dim light. "Did you guys enjoy yourselves?"

"Oh, man, did we ever," Samantha said, her hand covering his as it continued to work her boob. "Sounds like you did, too."

"Oh, yeah." She peered down at them. "Did you leave anything for me?"

Giggling, she said, "Nope. I made sure to use your man all up."

She laughed. "We'll see about that." She looked over at the couch. "Your man seems to be done with that one."

Samantha lifted her head and looked at the couch. Smiling, she turned and kissed Gus, then stretched and got off the bed, sauntering over as her beautiful, full hips swayed.

The smaller girl took the other girl's place on the bed and curled up close to Gus, facing him. They kissed as their hands rediscovered each other.

"Lois, I love you with all my heart, and will for the rest of our lives."

"I love you too, Gus. You're mine, forever."

---***---

September 1979

"Dude! What? You're quitting?" Mick asked his friend as they continued to stack the heavy cases of motor oil.

Gus huffed as he lifted two cases, one atop the other. The muscles in his arm strained as he moved them off the pallet. His shoulder-length dark brown hair waved as he swung around to place them on the growing pile against the wall of the cavernous storage room.

"Yeah. I can afford my own place now, with what Kelsey's pays," he said, grunting as he set down the two cases.

"Wow," Mick said as he moved a couple more cases. "Is Kelsey's that specialty auto parts store down the road?"

Gus nodded. "Yeah. They have parts for almost every car. I'm lucky I got the job there." They worked without stopping, not enjoying the hard labor, but knowing the faster they got it done, the better.

The lanky, blonde teenager swung his head, pushing his mop of blonde hair away from his eyes. He was a couple of inches over Gus' six feet. "That would be so cool. I'd love to get out of the house. My dad's being a real dick. He's always getting down on me."

"You're a senior now, and you'll be eighteen next month. You could move out then," Gus said as he walked back to the pallet.

Mick grimaced as he carried two more cases to the wall. He heaved them up and stood there, taking a breath. "Yeah, but he's making my life hell right now. He's always giving me shit for stuff I didn't even do!"

"Hang in there, bud. It'll get better. We got you. You'll get through it." Gus slapped his friend on the back.

They moved the remaining oil cases and took the pallet outside through a high roll-up door. The clattering sounds of cars being repaired, and the chatter of the K-Mart mechanics filled the large space filled with a long row of cars.

"Hey,

cabrones

! Got your minimum wage work done?" one mechanic called out as Mick and Gus walked over to the dirty sink to wash up. Laughter from the other mechanics followed his words.

Gus waved his hand at him. "

Sí, pendejo

. At least we do man's work! You just sit under those cars and get oil all over you!"

"Yeah! Tough job!" Mick said, a big grin on his face. Various friendly taunts in English and Spanish followed them to the sink. Once they had cleaned up and adjusted their ill-fitting ties, they walked through the wide swinging doors and out onto the sales floor of the automotive department.

"Bob's playing that new album he just got," Mick said, hearing loud music coming out of the car stereo display on the side wall. "What's that band's name again?"

"Van Halen," Gus said. "They've got a song on the radio that sounds good. Wicked guitar!"

"Hey, man! Did you hear?" Mick called out to their coworker. Bob glanced in their direction before joining them near the stereos.

"What's up?" Bob asked. He was perhaps an inch shorter than Gus and had long, feathered, black hair with bushy eyebrows and a mustache. Bob wasn't overweight, but he was far from slim.

"Gus is quitting," Mick said.

Bob's bushy eyebrows shot up. "Really? Why? I thought you liked it here," he asked in his low, rumbling voice.

"I do, but I got a job at Kelsey's. They're paying over five dollars an hour, and I can afford an apartment on that."

"Oh man, that'd be outstanding!" Bob said as his bushy mustache twitched.

"Yeah, I guess with what I learned here, they're willing to give me a chance. You should see the catalog racks they have. They have parts for damn near every car made, and their catalogs span at least two feet wide."

"When do you start?" Bob asked.

"I gave my two-week notice to Mike this morning."

"How did he take it?" Mick asked.

"Pretty good. I explained that the people I was staying with were tired of me being there and I needed to find a place to live. He knows we don't make enough here to do that," Gus said, thinking of an earlier conversation with his young boss. "He was cool about it."

Bob frowned. "We're gonna miss you around here," he said.

"Yeah, me too." He glanced at his friends, recalling a comment from the woman who shopped last week about them as the three bears. Bob was shorter and stockier. Mick was taller and lanky. She leered as she told them that Gus was just right, six feet, green eyes and medium build. The guys had ribbed him for days about that.

The trio continued to talk and laugh as they stocked the shelves, organized items, and assisted customers.

---***---

Two weeks later, Gus started at Kelsey's, quickly mastering the extensive catalogs and learning where to find the parts in the back storeroom.

A few weeks later, armed with his paystub, Gus traveled across town to see the studio apartment he'd seen advertised in the newspaper.

The gruff, overweight, and balding manager grumbled, not liking the look of the young man, but agreed to show it to him. He grabbed a set of keys and led him down a wide path between the apartment buildings. Gus figured the manager wouldn't like the look of anyone under fifty.

In the back corner of the complex, a two-story building held sets of stairs leading to small balconies. Struggling up the stairs, the manager huffed and opened the door to the end apartment.

"This is it. It's a studio with a kitchen and a bathroom. There's parking behind there," he pointed to a walkway between the buildings. "There's a pool at the opposite end of the parking lot. It closes at dusk. Rent is two hundred and ten per month. You pay at the office by the fifth of the month. Miss that and you're out on your ass, got it?"

Gus raised his eyebrows at the man and shrugged as he entered what he soon knew was going to be his new home. He walked into the center of the L-shaped room and looked around. The left wall was about four feet from the front door and extended to the rear of the apartment, where a kitchen occupied half of the apartment's width. A wide counter separated the kitchen from the main area where he stood.

Two large windows on the right faced the courtyard, covered by venetian blinds. Gus envisioned a bed in the spacious area along the right wall. Walking around, he noticed the almost new kitchen appliances and two closets in the short hallway leading from the bed area to the bathroom.

He stepped onto the patio, enjoying the view of the grassy area between the surrounding buildings. Gus noticed over the roofs of the other buildings he could see the beautiful, grassy hills ringing the Bay Area.

"This is perfect! I'll take it!"

The manager glanced at him, frowned, then shrugged, and grunted. He hobbled down the stairs, Gus following him back to the office.

After filling out the forms and paying the rent and security deposit, Gus left with his apartment keys. Grinning, he got in his car and headed to the place he had crashed for the last four months, happy to give his weary hosts the wonderful news.

---***---

One evening, about a month after starting at Kelsey's, Gus was working with a couple of other guys and the assistant manager when he noticed two girls coming in. He had difficulty discerning details from behind the back counter, but as they walked down the long aisle towards him, he saw they were young. He guessed they were about his age, and cute.

One was shorter, with shoulder-length brown hair, a pretty face and good-sized boobs. He noted how they swayed as she walked, the overall effect entrancing him at first sight. He looked over at the other taller girl. As she got closer, he recognized her.

"Demi!" Gus called out as they approached the counter. He smiled at the pretty girl with long, dirty blond hair that reached between her shoulder blades.

She smiled at him, her blue eyes twinkling. "Hey Gus, how's it going?"

"It's going great!" he said as he walked around the edge of the counter. He stood and looked at Mick's ex-girlfriend, his attention then shifting to the cute girl standing next to her. Her brown eyes glanced up at him, darting away before returning to look at him once more. A small smile crossed her pouty lips when he smiled at her.

Demi noticed the exchange and said, "This is Lois, my friend from school."

Gus reached over and shook her hand, noticing how warm her palm was. "Nice to meet you, Lois."

"Likewise," she said, as a grin grew on her rather attractive face. Gus found himself captivated by her distinctive appearance the more he gazed at her.

Gus let go of her and spread his arms, taking Demi in for a quick hug. "So, what are you guys up to? Do you need something for your car?" he asked after releasing Demi.

Demi glanced down before turning her attention to her friend. Gus looked and thought he saw a faint blush on Lois' cheeks.

"I can go out and look at the car if you're not sure what's up with it," Gus offered.

"No, the car's fine," Demi said, one foot shuffling. Gus glanced at Lois, who was now obviously blushing and staring at the floor in front of her.

Gus paused, uncertain of what to say next.

Demi looked up at him, smiling her devilish smile Gus remembered from the times he'd spent with his best friend and Demi when they were dating a few months back.

"We wanted to come and say hello. I heard you left K-Mart and were working here now."

He smiled at her. "I'm glad you came by. I haven't seen you for a while, since..." Gus trailed off.

"It's okay, Gus. I'm still friends with Mick. It's better for us this way. Don't feel bad about it. We're all good," Demi assured him.

"Cool, I'm so glad to hear that. I missed seeing you around."

"I missed you too, Gus." She glanced at Lois, who had been observing Gus as he spoke to Demi. "I wanted you to meet Lois. We've become close friends since she moved here last summer."

"Any friend of Demi's is a friend of mine!" Gus grinned and felt intrigued by this quiet, yet attractive girl, further increasing his opinion of her.

"Hey! I get off work in an hour. You guys wanna get something to eat, hang out? There's a Burger King over there," Gus said, pointing towards the end of the strip mall.

Lois looked over at Demi, her eyebrows raised, and smiled. "That'd be nice," Lois said to Demi.

Demi grinned at her and winked. She turned and said, "Yeah, sure. We'll meet you over there."

"Great!" Gus said, beaming. He turned to Lois, and their eyes locked. He reached out and took her hand, feeling the softness. "I'm glad to meet you, Lois."

"Me too," she said as she smiled back, then surprised him by giving his hand a quick squeeze before letting go.

The girls headed toward the front, turning back as they got to the doors. They waved and smiled at Gus before heading out.

As soon as they left the store, and probably while still within earshot, the other employees started whooping and hollering. The assistant manager, Joe, came up behind Gus and slapped him hard on the back, laughing. "Hey guys, check out the stud who's got two hot chicks looking for some action!"

The remaining hour flew by, and Gus clocked out and said his goodbyes. Ribald comments and shouts of encouragement followed him as he turned and walked along the sidewalk in front of the stores in the strip mall, across the parking lot, and entered the Burger King. Noticing the girls seated at a table, he walked over.

For the next few hours, they ate and talked and laughed. It surprised Gus how at ease he was around the two attractive girls. He'd known Demi since the time Mick dated her, but they hadn't connected on any kind of deep level.

Gus loved how easy it was to talk with the girls. He shared details about his life that he'd been reluctant to mention before with any other friends. The girls shared stories about their home lives and school situations.

"So, you graduated last June?" Lois asked Gus.

With a nod, he said, "Yeah. I went to school down south and moved up here to get a fresh start." He smiled at the brunette as feelings stirred in him. "What about you?"

"Demi and I are both seniors at Central High, up the road," she inclined her head in the general direction.

Grinning, he looked her over and asked, "So, you're what? Seventeen?"

Lois wiggled her eyebrows. "Nope! Eighteen last June."

Demi chuckled. "Yeah, Gus. You don't have to worry. She's not jailbait." The look she gave him made his dick twitch. "Me, neither."

Gus' breath hitched. "Um, that's great."

"Are you still living with that couple?" Demi asked him.

He beamed. "No. I moved into an apartment a few weeks ago. I'm making enough now with this new job."

"Wait! You got your own place?"

"Yeah, it's over on Stevens Street. I love it there. It's nice and the neighbors are cool. I don't have proper furniture yet, but I'm working on it."

"Wow, I'd love to see it sometime," Demi said, and Gus saw something in her eye that caused another twitch in his pants.

He looked at Demi, wondering if she was thinking what he thought she was thinking, then over at Lois. Her grin further caused his pants to become a tad more crowded. Her, too?

He sat up straight. "Anytime! Want to come over now?" Gus asked, looking back and forth between the girls.

Demi and Lois shared a glance before Lois checked her watch and sighed. "It's a school night, and it's already eleven. I don't think I can."

"It is getting late," Demi said. Despite his disappointment, Gus was eager to explore this new dynamic with the two girls.

"Well, I'm off tomorrow at five. Want to come by after that? I've got stuff to make spaghetti. If you'd like, we can all eat and hang out."

The girls smiled and nodded. "That would be nice," Lois said as Gus smiled at her. The smattering of small freckles failed to hide her faint blush as she smiled back, holding his gaze.

Demi nodded, grinning, and said, "It's a date!"

Gus gave them his address and directions on where to park, as well as his new home phone number. They gave him theirs, then got up and walked to their cars near the now closed and dark Kelsey's store. With smiles and waves, the girls got into Demi's car and drove away.

As he headed home, Gus' grin spread wide across his face while he hummed a cheerful tune.

---***---

"So?" Demi asked as she drove down the dark street.

Lois sat in the passenger seat of Demi's Honda, looking out the windshield. She grinned over at her friend. "He's cute!"

"Yeah, I thought you'd like him." Demi smiled and nodded. "He's a real good guy. He and Mick are best friends."