There are elements of homosexuality in this chapter. If you are offended by homosexuality, please skip this story.
One of the things that surprised me about our relationship with Roy and Deb was that we had become very good friends. Just about every time we would get together, we would chat about anything and everything. I think the sex was even better because we cared for each other.
Our wives were into the sex as much as Roy and I. Maybe even more. I loved licking and slurping at Deb's pussy, especially after I had oozed a massive cum in it. She would moan and writhe on the bed going through orgasm after orgasm. Candi loved sucking Roy's beautiful black cock. She loved the feeling of his curved cock deep in her pussy. When Roy would soak his dick in her pussy, Candi would purr like a kitten. When he started stroking his dick in her pussy, she would cum loudly.
Every once in a while, Candi and Deb would do a sixty-nine, licking and sucking each other's pussy after we had cum in them. After that, they would start kissing and exchanging the juices they had sucked from each other's pussy.
After the first time I had held Roy's cock, and he hadn't objected, I had become emboldened holding his thick, curved cock. He would reach and hold mine while we watched our wives. I would slowly, lightly stroke his cock. Sometimes, I would fondle his low-hanging balls while smearing his precum over the head of his cock. Sometimes, he would hold my cock right at the base and make little jerking motions. Then he would touch my balls just lightly enough to excite me.
Up to that point, that was all we had done. Then, in late spring, Roy said he had tickets to a ball game in Chicago. We could go to the baseball game and the wives could go shopping. Candi was excited about it and according to Roy, so was Deb.
When we decided to go on the trip, we made some arrangements for other activities there. We also arranged for Angela to stay at a friend's house. We trusted our daughter but we didn't want her at home by herself for the days we would be gone.
The baseball game was a good one, won by the home team in extra innings. When we got back to the hotel in downtown Chicago, our wives were waiting for us. That's enough separate activities they announced. Whatever it is we do we do together they said.
Then Roy told us that he had rented a boat at a small marina and that he had directions to a secluded beach in Indiana, just across the state line. That sounded good to all of us. We bought supplies, mostly beer and wine and some food to take with us.
After a short boat trip across Lake Michigan, we found the beach Roy had heard about. There were a couple of other boats but no people about. Roy explained that the place was accessible only by boat and that he had heard about it from a guy he used to work with. While he was explaining, an old guy seemingly came out of nowhere and asked for our reservations. Roy produced them and the old guy explained the layout of the beach and that there was a cabin for us and we had the run of the place.
One thing about the old guy though. He was buck-naked! It turns out that this beach was clothing optional. Strictly for adults.
We hauled our supplies to the cabin and then I got undressed except for my shoes. Candi asked me what I was doing and I told her that if this place was clothing optional, I was exercising my option. Everyone laughed at that and started undressing.
Roy and I took a small cooler with some beers and a sandwich apiece and decided to explore. The wives wanted to take a short nap. We walked not quite a mile and saw a perfect shady place to sit and watch the Lake. The slap of the water on the beach was very peaceful. After we spread the blanket, we opened a beer and just sat silently.
Presently, I told Roy I needed a favor from him. Name it he said. I told him about Angela and her desire to have her virginity taken by a black man. I told him that she had asked Candi and me to help her out. I explained that we were an unusually close family and that Angela trusted us and we wanted to help her.
Roy explained that he would make sure it was all right with Deb. He said that in matters sexual, he had never done anything without talking it over with her. He said it kept the air clear and that if she okayed it, he was all for it.
I know I should've been ashamed to admit that talking about Angela's virginity had gotten me hard but that is exactly what happened. My cock was stirring and growing out from my groin. As I lay back on the blanket, I could see that Roy too was excited. His cock was growing and curving as it grew. I put my hand in his lap, caressing his cock as it grew harder and harder.
I loved the feel of his manhood in my hand. I could feel its power and the strength flowing in it. As I slowly jacked his cock, I rose and leaned over him. I was looking into the eye of his cock and watched as drops of clear, sticky fluid bubbled from it. I leaned over and licked the sweet tasting precum from the head of his cock.
Suddenly, he rose and turned around so that our cocks were at each other's mouth. I could feel him stroking my hard cock. He fondled my balls as I did his. Then, I couldn't stand it anymore. I bent and took his hard, black, throbbing cock into my mouth. I remembered my first lesson and relaxed and let his cock slide into my mouth and down my throat. As my nose nestled in his pubic hair, I could feel his hot breath on my cock. Suddenly, a warm, wet feeling surrounded my cock as Roy took it into his mouth.
Apparently, he wasn't a cock-sucking novice either because my cock slid down his throat. He squeezed my balls gently while he sucked and licked my cock. I pulled back enough to suck his cock like a straw. I sucked and licked his magnificent black cock. I felt its power and the desire to suck his cum grew in me.
Meanwhile, he was performing the same identical thing on me. My balls were tingling with my desire. My cock seemed to be growing in his mouth. I knew that my cum was close and I wanted to taste his cum. I stroked and then sucked his cock. I could feel him tense and could feel his cock straining to release its load into my waiting mouth.
Then, the first blast of his scalding hot cum hit the back of my throat. I swallowed greedily. I didn't want to spill a drop of his precious cum. I was in heaven as his cock shot stream after stream of sperm down into my stomach.
As his cum finally started slowing down, my own was building. I could feel his lips sucking my cock, trying to get at all of my cum. As I have said, I don't shoot, but I do ooze. My cock started oozing its own precious load of hot cum into Roy's mouth. I could feel his tongue running around the head of my cock as more and more sperm oozed into his mouth and down his throat.
As we sucked the dregs of sperm from each other's cocks, all I could do was moan my appreciation of his cocksucking talents. I turned to lie beside him and he had a dreamy smile on his lips. We exchanged a kiss that let us taste our own sperm. That brought back memories he told me. A family friend had seduced him when he was a kid and he had loved the very experience of it. We talked about our past gay experiences and found out that we had enjoyed them but we hadn't indulged in them I years. We could see that we were on the same page and that this wasn't the last time we would drink each other's cum.