February 1980
"You want to go where?" Gus looked at Demi, a small frown creasing his forehead.
"Dancing!" Demi said, bouncing on her toes. Gus watched with rapt attention as her pert boobs moved on her bare chest.
Gus had difficulty tearing his eyes off them when Lois said, "The place just opened. The girls at work said it's cool." Once his eyes landed on Lois, he found he couldn't stop looking at the way her boobs swayed as she stood there, her hands behind her back, her torso rotating as she grinned up at him.
The girls had come over to Gus' place before he came home, letting themselves in with the key he'd given them, and were sitting on the couch, nude. He laughed as he reminded them this was the reason for giving them the keys.
"Yeah! We talked with Sam, and she and Mick will be there," Demi said, getting his attention once more. She walked to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss. His hands went to her waist, then slipped around, drawing her to him.
He felt Lois come up behind him and press herself against his back. Her warm, big boobs felt heavenly against him as his hands roamed over the naked Demi.
"I bet we can get Bob to join us," Lois said as she laid her cheek against his back.
Demi grinned around Gus at her. "Oh, I'm sure we can make him come." She paused, then snickered.
The girls let Gus go and laughed, having trouble getting themselves under control.
"So mature." Gus shook his head and sighed as he hid a grin and walked toward the bathroom. He paused at the corner of the short hallway and looked over his shoulder at the two naked beauties wiping their eyes and giggling still.
"I'm gonna take a shower," he said as he pulled off his shirt. He undid his pants, letting them drop, then pulled his underwear down. Stepping out of them, he pointed his erect cock at them with one hand.
"Anyone want to help me wash up?"
He laughed and bolted through the hallway as the two girls sprinted forward, following him around the corner and into the bathroom.
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"I'm not sure about going to this place." Gus looked at Lois sitting next to him, his eyes lingering on her amazing boobs. The three of them were on the bed, propped up on some pillows against the wall.
He felt a hand under the covers, stroking his bare thigh. "Why's that?" Demi asked. He turned and smiled at her. She leaned against him on his other side, with the sheet pulled up to just above her pubic hair, leaving her torso exposed.
He moved a hand around and stroked her breast, spending some time on her pink nipple. "I don't know. I've just always felt awkward in places like that. Trying to talk to strange girls, get them interested in me."
"You're not going there to pick up girls, you know," Lois said with a laugh. Her hand crept over his other leg, her fingers searching and finding his cock. It was still moist from the love he'd shared with them earlier.
"Even so, you could walk in there and pick any girl in the place if you wanted to," Demi said, her hand moving around his lap. It bumped into Lois' hand, and he chuckled when he felt them pushing each other away from his reviving dick.
Lois sighed, a grin on her face. "If they only knew what you do to the two of us."
"There'd be a line of girls wanting your attention," Demi said as she took possession of him under the covers.
Lois huffed, then turned, pressing her large tits against his bare chest. She pulled him down for a kiss as Demi stroked him, making the sheet bounce up and down over his waist.
Gus sighed and kissed Demi. "I guess it'll be alright. I'll have you guys with me."
Lois rubbed against him. "Got that right, buster and no need to ask any other girl to dance."
"Well," Demi said as she looked over at Lois. "He can dance with Sam, right?"
"Of course!" Lois said, and Demi giggled as she felt Gus' dick twitch in her hand. She looked down, then pulled the sheet away, exposing her hand as it continued to work his now rock-hard cock.
"He liked that idea," Demi said as she snickered.
"I bet. I've seen the way he looks at her tits."
"Oh, come on!" Gus protested.
"Don't lie!" Lois said as she grinned up at him. She leaned over and kissed him on his chest, moving her lips over him as her head worked its way down his body.
"The dick never lies!" Demi moved him around with her hand and laughed, making Lois snort against his belly.
Lois continued her kisses, moving across his stomach, ending up with her forehead, bumping Demi's hand. She released him after several bumps from Lois. With a glance up and a devilish look in her eye, she took him in her mouth, gliding up and down his shaft.
Demi leaned over and kissed him as he caressed her warm, tight body, spending time on her boobs and shapely ass. His hips moved as Lois took him all the way in, her nose pressing against his thigh. He threw his head back and moaned.
"So, you'll go dancing with us Saturday?" Demi asked him, nipping at his ear.
"Uh huh," was all he could say as Lois' head moved faster up and down. His other hand stroked her short, dark hair. He bucked, then moaned as he shot his cum down her throat. She kept up her movements, sucking hard on him.
After a few more spasms, his body relaxed and went limp. Lois sucked him a little longer, then kissed the top of his dick, making him wince, before sitting up and wiping her lips with the back of her hand.
Lois grinned at them. "Yay! Dancing!"
---***---
Gus had just finished changing out of his work clothes when there was a loud bang on the door. He walked over and opened it.
"Dude!" Mick called out happily.
"Hey, bud. Come on in," Gus said, turning and stepping to the side as Mick came in and closed the door.
"What's up?" Mick asked him as he put a bag on the kitchen counter.
"Ah, not much. Just got off work a little while ago," he said as he walked over to investigate what Mick had brought. With a flourish, Mick lifted a slender, square bottle from the small, brown bag and held it up triumphantly.
"Ta da! Jack Daniel's, my son! Seven-fifty mils. We're getting hammered tonight," Mick said, holding the bottle out for Gus' inspection as if it were a rare diamond.
"Oh, hell yeah!" Gus agreed wholeheartedly. He went into the kitchen to grab a couple of small glasses.
"Better get one more, Bob's coming over too. I talked to him earlier. He's getting off work," Mick looked at the clock, "in about ten minutes and said he'd come over after that." Mick looked thoughtful for a moment. "He said he had some news," Mick said, less jovially.
"Oh, wonder what it is?"
"Dunno, guess we'll find out when he gets here. Where's the girls?"
"Lois and Demi went to her aunt's place with Demi's mom. They're spending the day over there and won't be back till later. Apparently, it's a really cool place, up in the hills. They've got a hot tub and stuff. The girls love it there."
"Ah, too bad they couldn't take Sam. She had to work today, and won't be off for another couple of hours." Mick looked at Gus for a moment, then asked, "You seem to get along with Lois' parents."
Gus nodded. "Yeah, they're pretty cool. Her mom is chill, really friendly to me when I come over. I think she thinks that I'm an upgrade from some guys she's seen before," he chuckled. "From what Lois tells me, I probably am." Mick laughed along with his friend.
"Her dad is something. He's in the Coast Guard, and pretty high up there, too. Man, is he big!"
"Does he like you?" Mick asked.
"I think so. I sure as hell don't want to give him any reason to not like me!" Gus laughed. He thought for a moment, then said, "Did you know Lois had an older brother? He died a couple of years ago. I guess it was pretty bad, he got cancer and didn't last more than a few months. It really was tough on Lois. She tells me she was really close to him."
"Damn, that's rough," Mick said quietly, shaking his head.
"But yeah, so far it's been good with her folks. I've been over for supper several times. I like it, they seem like a nice family."
"Better than mine," Mick laughed ruefully.
Gus stood there and nodded, thinking of his past home life. "Yeah, dude. Mine, too." They walked back into the main area and sat down. "So how's things going with your dad? Is he still giving you a tough time?"
Sighing, Mick shrugged. "Yeah, more or less. It's not always bad, but sometimes...well, he just seems to be mad at me all the time. I never know what I'm gonna get when I go home."
"That sucks," Gus lamented, not knowing what else to say. He knew all about problems with fathers being mad at nothing.
"Ah, what the hell," Gus said, holding up his glass that Mick had just filled with an inch of the potent amber liquid.
They clinked glasses and threw back a healthy swallow, trying not to cough or let their eyes water. The first few drinks hit the hardest, but it got easier after that, Gus knew, having done this kind of thing with his best friends many times in the past.
Bob showed up not long after, and they had another toast to their night of just guys hanging around. Conversation flowed along with the music from the stereo. Bob had brought over the latest Floyd album, The Wall and Gus put it on.
"Dang, this is a killer album," Gus said, listening to the music and swirling his drink around a bit as he sipped.
"Yeah," Mick agreed in a strained voice. Smoke flowed around his head in wispy tendrils as he held the hit deep in his lungs. He leaned over and passed the joint to Bob, who took it and breathed in a long toke. Gus got it next and inhaled the acrid smoke deep into his lungs, feeling the relaxing effects and how it complimented and offset the goofy feeling he got when drinking.
"Hey," Bob said, then just sat there.
"What?" Mick asked him after a moment.
"Huh?" Bob replied, looking over at Mick with a blank look.
"You said, 'Hey'."
