Family Friends 4

The seventies were probably the best years of my life living on the south coast. My father was serving in the navy and was based on one of the aircraft carriers based in Portsmouth. We lived in a small house about 5 miles from the docks.

I was 16 and just about to leave school when I met the Furgusons. My dad Phil was on the same ship as Steve Furguson and my parents would often attend naval functions together and consequently became close friends.

When both our dad's were away in long trips at sea our mothers would get together to keep each other company.

The Fergusons had three children. Geoff was the oldest, and his sisters Cherry and Liz were a couple of years younger. I was the same age as the Ferguson girls, and my sister was three years younger.

As kids, we spent many days together, and we all got along very well. Occasionally, we would stay the night at Ferguson's, which I enjoyed very much. They only lived a short drive from us closer to the port in Portsmouth.

Mum had use of my father's car while he was away so we would often go down and see June and the kids. We would normally arrive in the morning in time for breakfast. Then stay the day before returning home in the evenings.

The first time we stayed overnight was during the school holidays it was a bit cramped. I shared Geoff's bedroom sleeping on a camp bed next to his and my sister would sleep in Cherry's room. Liz being the oldest had her own bedroom. My mum would share with June.

All five of us kids would play together either in the house and gardens or the nearby fields which was my favourite place. The field had old air raid bunkers dotted along one side pointing towards the sea they were a mixture of gun emplacement and storage buildings.

My mum Sue and June would go off shopping together for food while we played all day. I loved June's cooking she was especially good at baking sponge cakes with lashing of cream and jam filling.

Many years later, we are all grown adults now. Geoff has a successful sales job, and the girls work locally in the shopping center. But they all still live at home with their mother. Their dad, however, had left their mom a couple of years ago after an affair with someone he met in Malta on leave. Unfortunately, our dad passed away unexpectedly last year from a heart attack which hit us badly. Dad had a small amount of saving however he had a fairly good pension from the navy which my mum now gets. This with what we both eatnt meant we could pay off the mortgage and live reasonably well. My sister moved out shortly after our dad died and was now living in Scotland with her boyfriend.

Mum still has regular contact with June on the phone, but we hadn't seen them for nearly two years. June suggested that we should drive down on a Friday night and spend the weekend with them. I must admit I was looking forward to seeing the girls, as I had always a particular crush on Cherry. She always was very kind and funny growing up. I loved spending time with her.

We arrived around 7pm after the drive down and were met by June and the girls as we parked the car on their driveway. Geoff was still out with his friends but expected to be home shortly. We had only just entered the house when I heard the roar of a motorcycle coming into the driveway. It was Geoff. Geoff walked in wearing full leathers still wearing his crash helmet. He took it off I nearly didn't recognise him as he had long blond hair now.

We had been invited to stay for the weekend so I had to share it with Geoff again both girls had separate rooms and my mum would be sharing with June as normal.

On Saturday, Mum and June decided they would go shopping with the girls, so I was left with Geoff to entertain me most of the day. Sunday we were all booked in the nearby pub for family lunch before we returned home in the evening..

I took my bag up to Geoff's room and noticed it hadn't changed much since we were kids. Some of his favourite toys I remembered were still in pride of place on his display shelves. He had several characters from star wars, his old spud gun and a James Bond matchbox car still in its box. The main thing that had changed I saw as soon as I walked into his room was the posters on the walls. They used to be rock bands and pictures of motorcycles but now they had been replaced by pictures of shirtless men. I questioned Geoff about them, and he said,

"I like them. My preference is men now."

I must admit I never saw that coming. Growing up, Geoff always had a good supply of naughty girlie magazines hidden away showing explicit pictures. Many times, we thumbed through the magazines, masturbating together over the pictures and the stories.

Never once did I think he would become gay and I must admit did feel a little uncomfortable staying in his room. I thought about it and decided he wouldn't try anything on with me with the others in the house, and in any way, I am probably not his type, considering the pictures on the wall.

I dropped the bag, and we went down to the living room. We had a great evening all together reviewing some of the funny times we spent visiting as kids. Eventually, we all went to bed.

I was sleeping on a camp bed next to Geoff's bed. He said good night to me and turned the lights off. I must have fallen asleep straight away but was woken suddenly around two in the morning. I could hear Geoff grunting; at first I thought he was dreaming in his sleep. I looked up over the side of his bed and saw a silhouette of him sitting on the opposite side of his bed with his back towards me. I could make out his rapid arm movements in the dim light. It was obvious he was wanking and about to cum his gasping got louder and his arm stopped, he must have shot his cum on his hand as he got up straight away and went off to the bathroom bare bottomed.

I pretended to be asleep when he returned, he got back into bed and went to sleep. I played with myself for a while but nothing was happening I was too tired. It wasn't long before I fell asleep too.

The next morning I woke before Geoff, I showered and came into the bedroom with a towel around my waist. I saw Geoff looking at me intently but wasn't thinking as we have seen each other naked loads of times in the past. I dropped my towel and put on my underwear. Geoff was weirdly smiling at me.

I went down for breakfast and left Geoff to get ready. My mum and the girls were already there tucking into a cooked breakfast. I was greeted by June in the kitchen.

"Morning Jason would you like a cooked breakfast and is Geoff coming down?" June said.

"Yes, please; I don't think Geoff will be long," I said.

After breakfast, the mums and the girls headed off to town.

Geoff said, "Let's go over to the air raid bunkers. We can get some beers on the way."

"Ok," I said.

Geoff brought a backpack down from his room and we headed off to the local shop. We picked up two six-packs of beers and some crisps. Geoff put them in his bag, and we headed off to the field bunkers.

Disappointingly, all the bunkers had been fenced off to the public. Geoff said that was because a child was seriously hurt in one of them. The child had fallen down the ladders to the lower levels, where they used to hold the gun shells during the war and was seriously hurt. The bunkers have a preservation order on them so the city council decided to board up the doors and fench them off until they could decide what to do with them.

"Don't worry," Geoff said, "we can climb over there," pointing to the fence nearest to a tree.

We climbed over and made our way to the entrance which was boarded up with a corrugated metal sheet. One of the corners had been bent up so I guess kids had already found their way in since it was blocked off.

We entered the bunker, I hadn't remembered how dark and smelly it was there. It took me a while to adjust my eyes to see the steps going down, there was also a very strong stale smell of piss, probably from all the years of kids' visits.

Inside, Geoff got out the Tilly lamp that he always bought with him. He lit the wick, which immediately lit up the room. Graffiti covered every inch off the walls probably created by the local kids. The old sofa was still there, although in a very poor state now but it was still usable. There was also evidence of ashes from a recent small fire and discarded sweet wrappers all over the floor.

We settled down on the sofa, and Geoff got out the beers and crisps. We had finished off three of the tins of beers each and all the crisps while chatting about friends, motorbikes and relationships. I must admit I was feeling quite lightheaded by now.

Geoff handed me another tin, but I needed to pee. I got up and went over to the corner of the room and released my bladder. I finished what I was doing and returned to the sofa. Geoff was sitting there with a pile of his magazines beside him.

"I thought we could thumb through these together like old times," Geoff said.

I sat down and opened my beer and picked up one of the mags an old copy of Rustler I remembered I had already seen before. I pawed over the pages of the girls, which were already affecting my knob. I glanced over and saw Geoff, who was holding his magazine opened on a page of very explicit pictures of males simulating sexual positions.

Geoff put down his mag, stood up and pulled down his trousers. His erect cock sprung out, oh my god it was big I thought. I have seen his cock many times before, but I swear it looked at least twice as big as I remembered. I can tell you I had always felt inadequate against his size, but now he made me look positively puny in comparison.

He was sitting next to me, pulling his foreskin back and forth over the bell end. I couldn't help but glance over at it as it oozed pre-cum out of the hole.

Geoff was looking at me looking at his cock, "Come on, join in." He said

I wasn't sure if it was my magazine or, glancing at Geoff, I was feeling very horny so I decided to slide off my trousers and pants. The magazine fell off my lap as my cock escaped its confines.

I picked up the mag from the floor and started masturbating to the pictures. Geoff was watching me and I was occasionally glancing over to Geoff. He had discarded his magazine now and was concentrating on what I was doing.

Geoff's cock was getting very creamy which was all over the shaft and hands. I've never seen so much creamy mess before. I was feeling like I would cum any moment; my breathing became very heavy and my heart was pounding. I really wanted to last longer, so I pinched the throbbing end of my knob, stopped wanking, and tried to calm myself to stop the orgasm.

"Have you ever sucked a cock before?" Geoff said. "No, why?" I replied. "Will you suck mine?"

I wasn't sure I wanted to, but then I was wondering what it would be like. I've often had fantasies of sucking my own cock but off that was impossible, I did always like the taste of my pre-cum and sometimes my own semen after masturbating.

"Go on, suck mine," he repeated.

He wiped off the cream liquid from the end. I leant over him and hovered over the end. I licked it, it tasted strange but not unpleasant. I took more in my mouth and sucked it gently. I looked up at Geoff; his head was laid back, and his mouth was wide open. He was really enjoying my efforts. I tried to put more of him into my mouth, but my mouth was already stretched and nearly full. I gently bobbed my head up and down, sucking every time I came to the end of his cock. I could taste his cum; he was about to shoot his load in my mouth. I was just about to pull away then it happened. I was gagging as he filled the back of my throat. More and more came, I couldn't swallow it there was far too much. I had to remove myself from his throbbing cock as I was nearly sick with the amount I had in my mouth. Cum was dripping down my chin, and it tasted very different from my own so I spat most of it out.

I sat back trying to get air while I wiped off his cum. My knob was twitching as if it was trying to orgasm. I was very hard and needed to ejaculate fast.

"Stand up my turn," Geoff said.

I did what he said, he got down on his knees and started to suck me off. I had never had a blow job before and I was about to cum when I felt his finger probing my anus. I came straight away; my legs felt like jelly as the wave of orgasm hit me. I have never felt anything like it. Geoff swallowed every drop of cum I gave him, he looked so satisfied.

We spent the next hour finishing off the remainder of the beer before heading back to his house.

That night in his room, I wasn't sure if he was going to try and take things further. I certainly thought he might, but I wasn't sure I wanted to comply; I was feeling very guilty.

I told him I didn't want to have proper intercourse with him as I was already feeling guilty about what we had done. He looked very disappointed with me, but I think he respected my wishes as we both just went to sleep.

I woke up early the next morning as I needed to pee, as I passed June's room, I could swear I could hear groaning noises coming from her bedroom.

Sunday was our last day before returning home. We planned to have lunch in the local pub, but Geoff wasn't coming with us because he had already arranged to go out with his mates on their motorcycles. I must admit I felt happy about him not coming. There seemed to be an awkward silence between us in the morning.

I was also glad because it would be nice to spend some time with Cherry and Liz before we return home I thought. Ive always had a soft spot for Cherry; she always managed to make me laugh. Liz can be more difficult to be with at times; she can be a bit abrupt and say as it is, but you always know where you stand with her.

I was watching my mum and June over the table in the pub. They were very touchy-feely. I hadn't noticed it before, but there was more than a good friendship going on between them. Hearing the noises from their room last night made me think they were also lovers. I decided to ask Liz if she thought something was going on between them.

"Oh yes, didn't you know they have been lovers since just after we first met you? "Haven't you noticed they always share a room?" she said.

I was gobsmacked!

Liz then went on to explain she had caught them one night making out on the sofa. She had gone down to get a drink and saw the TV light coming out of the living room door.

"I peeped in the room and saw my mum with her head between your mum's legs. It was obvious what she was doing.

I couldn't take it all in my mum and June lovers for years!

We finished our lunch together and we said goodbye in the car park.

The long drive home was going to be interesting. My mum has always been honest with me when I questioned her. We were about an hour into the journey when I plucked enough courage to ask her, "Are you and June lovers, mum?"

" Yes, dear. It started when your dads were away; we were both very lonely. After a couple glasses of wine one evening, we ended up having sex it was so natural. It became a regular thing whenever we visited; I really enjoyed our time together."

I didn't say anything more on the subject during the rest of the journey. We got in quite late and went straight to bed. I must admit I spent several nights thinking about mum and June together rubbing and licking each other's fannies.

Two months later, my mum got a telephone call from June. My mum was crying when she finished the call. I asked her what was up.

"Geoff had a motorcycle accident and is in a critical condition in the hospital." "June wants us to go down there; I don't think she is in a good place at the moment".

"Oh, ok, I said, but I'll have to get time off work," I rang my boss at home that night and explained; fortunately, he gave me the rest of the week off.

We travelled down on Wednesday morning and arrived just around lunch time. June was at home but the girls were still at work.

June got in the car, and we all went straight to the hospital to see Geoff.  Geoff was in a bad way unconscious and on a ventilator machine to help his breathing. His hip was broken, and his right leg had three bad brakes. There were some metal pins sticking out of his leg held by a rod that went all the way down to his foot. Mum and June were in tears. I also felt sad for Geoff. We stayed until June saw the doctor and then headed back to June's house.  We got some fish and chips on the way back. We hadn't eaten and neither had the girls who were already home from work. June told us in the car that Geoff will be OK, but it will be several weeks before they can move him to a rehabilitation centre for recovery.

We had our fish and chips and watched a film. I was staying in Geoff's bedroom while he was in the hospital, I said goodnight to my mum and June around midnight.  The girls had already gone to bed. I got my pyjamas on and then went to the bathroom to clean my teeth. Cherry was just coming out she had a nightdress that didn't leave much to the imagination. The material was hanging between her cleavage and her nipples were erect. I felt my knob getting hard, and I'm sure she could see the bulge in my PJ bottoms.

I had just gotten in bed when I remembered Geoff's stack of magazines under the bed. I searched underneath and found them. The first one I pulled out was a Girlie Mag. I'd just started reading it when there was a gentle knock on the door.

"Hello, I said."

In walked Cherry and closed the door behind her. She stood over me and took off her nightie. Oh my god, her body was gorgeous. Her breasts were perky with hard nipples surrounded by a large areola. I dropped the mag on the floor. She then took off her pants, revealing her fully shaved pussy. I pulled back the covers and she got in bed with me. We kissed passionately her tongue was exploring my mouth. I stopped her to remove my pajamas.

I lay next to her, and she straddled me. I felt her pussy rub up against my stiff cock. She was working herself up and down on my cock as we were kissing, then suddenly I felt my tip enter her. She was very wet but took her time pushing herself down until the whole of my cock was in her. Then Cherry raised herself up and down very slowly at first, then gradually increased the speed as I intently watched the motion of her breast bouncing back and forth.  My toes were cramping up I was trying to hold back, but I knew I couldn't hold much longer. I warned her, "I'm going to cum." I thought she would climb off, but this only made her increase her intensity. I filled her up with cum which brought on her orgasm. Cherry collapsed her chest onto mine and was riding hard through spasms whilst moaning loudly in my ear. We lay together until my cock slipped out, followed by a large glob of cum that landed on my inner thighs. We cuddled and kissed for what seemed like ages, then she got off and put her nightie and pants back on.  She gave me one more kiss before leaving the room in silence. Up I heard the door down the corridor close and got up to go to the toilet. I crept across the corridor passing June's room; it was all quiet. Had a piss and was just about to return to Geoff's room when I heard giggling from Cherry's room one door down.

I gently knocked and heard "come in.". I entered the room Cherry and Liz was on the bed obviously discussing her recent visit. Liz immediately said "I heard you made a mess in my sister's fanny". I laughed and said, "Yes, with a little help from her.".  Just saying that made my cock hard.  Liz was looking at my pyjama bottoms bulging.

"Would you like to try mine out with that thing?" Liz said.

"How can I refuse?" I said and dropped my bottoms. My penis sprung out to attention.  Cherry moved over to her computer desk chair, and Liz pulled off her nightie, laying herself back on the bed. Unlike Cherry, she was sporting a thick bush. I waddled over to the bed, trying to kick my bottoms off my ankles. Liz opened up her legs, giving me a full view of her opening beneath all the curly hairs. I decided I had to taste her first, lowering my mouth onto the top of her clitoral area, I got a nice deep whiff of her wetness.  Liz moaned "ahh" as I made contact with my tongue then I tasted her juices as I ran it down towards her anus. I continued lapping her up until I felt I nearly made her cum, then stopped. I tried to move my head away, but she grabbed hold of the back of my head, forcing me back in. Liz was bucking up against my face as wave after wave of her orgasm took her. She let go of me, and I kept trying to lick her clit, but she was now trying to push me off. I moved away and then caught a glimpse of Cherry sitting on the chair with her nightie lifted above her tits masturbating furiously.  Liz, grab my arm. She was also watching Cherry.