CHAPTER 3: DOUBLED PLEASURE PLUS ANAL
As the next weekend came into focus, Jay called me. Had I thought any about trying two guys? Upon questioning, he confessed that one of the guys, a friend of his going way back and is now the electrician of the group, was bugging him so much that he finally confessed about me. I spent time confirming that all the guys in the little company would be respectful and caring, like Jay is, I finally agreed we could try it with his friend. I tried to give the impression I was reluctantly agreeing to try it. The truth was that ever since it had come up I haven't been able to think about anything else. As much as Jay and I fucked during a weekend night, what would it be like with two?
Saturday night at Jay's little place, he had suggested. I thought that was far better than giving away my address to someone I didn't know, yet. Late Saturday afternoon I knocked on Jay's apartment door and I immediately heard voices inside as if they (if both were inside) had been sitting anxiously, nervously waiting. The door opened and I stepped into Jay's ready arms and we kissed softly, not the desperate 'God, I can't wait to be fucking you' kiss we often began with. I could smell take-out fried chicken in the air.
Jay whispered in my ear, "Are you still okay with this? We don't have to if you've changed your mind."
I smiled at him. I loved the concern and that he was giving me a way out. "I'm fine, Jay, excited though with some nerves. You know I've never done this before." He nodded and smiled. I added, "Besides, if I changed my mind, I wouldn't be standing here, would I?" He smiled, again.
With an arm around my shoulder, he turned us and he kicked the door shut. Across the space in the little living room was another black man. It hit me then that of course all four of them were probably black and that had its own little tugging curiosity if all four might have been like Jay ... yeah, no, not just all black.
Jay introduced us and it became a bit awkward instantly. The three of us knew what was going to happen. For a moment I couldn't move with indecision: do I shake his hand in greeting? The friend took care of it, though, by stepping up and giving me a loose hug and kiss on the cheek, it was almost like splitting the difference. After a beer and some more awkward time talking, we sat at the small dinette table for fried chicken and sides. Jay's best friend was Toby Williams, the electrician of the group, the same 28 years old as Jay, an inch shorter than Jay's 6' 1" and a trim, toned body under his tight tee shirt.
The dinner provided relief from awkwardness and conversation began to open up and since I had no love for my job and my life was nothing note-worthy (except for Jay), the conversation settle mostly on the projects they were involved in and their growing up. But, after dinner and shifting back to the little living room with another beer, it predictably became awkward, again.
I took a deep breath to steady my nerves and pull in some courage and stood up. This was crazy. There was really one reason we were here and it wasn't to try to sit and talk like old friends and nothing was going to break the issues hanging over the evening until we did the obvious. I opened my shorts and pushed them over my hips and down my legs. I then pulled up my tee-shirt avoiding looking at Toby. I tossed my tee-shirt to the side and kicked off my sandals and stood in bra and panties before them.
"We can continue pretending there isn't the figurative elephant in the room," I began as I reached behind my back to unclasp my bra, "or we can confront it so it isn't taking up space and attention." Toby's eyes bugged out as I slipped the straps off my shoulders while holding the cups to my breasts. I stepped before Toby and lowered the bra to reveal my firm, natural C-cup breasts. "If you agree," I continued and placed his hands on my hips at the waistband of my panties, "let's do something about it." Toby looked up at me, then at Jay but quickly back to me but not so much me as my crotch and I was pretty sure he was staring at the wetness showing through there. When he did look up at me, though, I nodded. His fingertips hooked into the thin material and slipped them slowly over my hips and down my thighs. They fell to my feet and I let him have a moment to see my shaved pussy before I turned toward the short hallway leading to Jay's single bedroom.
I heard both guys spring to their feet to follow my retreating naked body. I was guessing Jay hadn't wanted to presume too much with Toby there and I was right. Other times we were ready for an evening of fucking. As I stepped into the bedroom, I saw his bed still made and not with the covers turned down. As I did that, the guys came in pulling off shirts and kicking off shoes. After turning the bed down, I moved to the guys.
Ever since I knew I was going to go through with this, the anticipation had been working on me. I wasn't going to wait any longer. I needed a cock and two would be even better. If recognizing that about myself made me a slut ... so be it.
They weren't wasting time, either. They were both stepping out of their jeans when I returned to them. I dropped to my knees on the carpeted floor at the foot of the bed where there was barely enough room for the three of us between the bed and old, garage-sale dresser. I put my hands on both stomachs as I knelt in front of them. Jay's face was at ease and excited about what was coming. Toby's face was a bundle of nerves and uncertainty. I had the sense that, despite whatever teasing he had given Jay, he was not believing what was actually about to happen, maybe still questioning if it really would happen.
Both sets of eyes were on me from above but my attention wasn't going to be on their eyes. I wasn't seeking agreement or encouragement. I was seeking simple, base satisfaction and that began with seeing and feeling what was inside their underwear. I knew what Jay had and when I placed my hands on the front of each of their boxers I was very pleasantly surprised. I smiled lustily as I pressed my hand against both cocks because Toby's felt about as big as Jay's. I grabbed the waist of both and yanked their boxers down. Jay, far more comfortable with me, was just beginning to firm but Toby was getting quite hard just from the anticipation. I wrapped my hands around both cocks and a sigh escaped my lips as I leaned forward to kiss and lick Toby's long cock before shifting over to Jay's familiar cock.
Toby moaned loudly as I took his cock into my throat. Jay had been very willing to allow me to practice sucking big cock all I wanted and I did it a lot. Most cocks I had sucked before filled my mouth and might have just entered my throat but deep-throating wasn't happening with those. Jay's was very different and it took a lot of practice and experimenting to achieve it. I had only recently succeeded in taking his cock completely into my throat and not choking. So, when I did that to Toby, pressing my nose into his pubic hair, it sounded like he was about to cum.
I pulled off Toby and did the same thing to Jay but I wasn't interested in just having them cum, I wanted cock in my pussy and the idea of having two black cocks, one after the other, had my pussy drooling.
I released Jay's cock and crawled onto the bed facing them on my knees. I felt like a slut. Anxious to be with Jay with little more intention than fucking him had me feeling that way, anyway. Naked before two naked black men and desiring only to be fucked by them was beginning to convince me.
"I need to be fucked, guys," I blurted out without the least bit of embarrassment or hesitation. "Who's first and how do you want me?"
Jay was all smiles. He teased me with that word, slut. He made it sound like a good thing and I could see it on his face as he watched me eyeing Toby's equally big cock. I didn't want a relationship unless it was a sexual one and Jay was good at providing it. Now, with Toby added to it, the label of slut was getting more undeniable.
Toby crawled onto the bed and asked me to lie back. I hopped off my knees and landed on my back with my legs spread wide. His eyes were fixed on my ready pussy as if he still wasn't believing this. Maybe I should be thinking the same way but I wasn't. I put my arms out to him and he crawled between my open legs and I pulled him to me. We kissed for several minutes and I could feel my erect nipples pressing into his chest and his cock pressing into my abdomen. He wiggled his hips against me and it felt good as he began taking action. He moved his hips back and slid his hips forward, his cock sliding over my pussy lips and clitoral hood. I moaned and whispered my desire into his ear. He raised up to guide his cock to my pussy entrance and I moaned as I felt his cock at my hole and groaned as it began entering me. He was gentle and careful, too. He eased his big cock into me as moans and groans and gasps of pleasure flowed from my lips.
When he was deep inside me, I raised my feet and wrapped them around his hips as he began pulling back. He thrust back into me and I gasped, raising my hips to him to encourage him more. He responded with increasing strength, power, and speed. I loved the way Jay fucked me hard and dominantly and I encouraged Toby, too. Soon, he was grunting as he pounded his cock into me deep and hard. I felt something prodding at my cheek and turned to find another black cock. With a smile, I opened my mouth to accept Jay's cock as he pressed in and in and in until it was moving in and out of my throat.
