Couple Service

I was in kind of a deep funk; my wife of three years had called it quits. I couldn't really blame her because in truth I now knew that I wasn't entirely hetro. About every few weeks I would get that old, familiar itch that could only be relieved by a trip to the local "bath" for a chance to be just another anonymous cocksucker. She caught me and that was that, we were done then but marital sex was gone long before that day. It hit me hard that my life seemed a shamble and that I had really hurt my wife.

I was coming to terms with the fact that I was queer but not at all happy with it. I so wanted to be hetro or at least bisexual and concluded that perhaps I only needed exposure to a couple willing to show me that other way.

I had a college friend that was my roommate for a couple of years who could possibly help me. He lived out of state but we had kept in touch and actually, met a couple of times a year.

In college we moved in different circles but were great friends; he was a jock while I was shy and nerdy. We both thought it perverse that the University's computer "room-matching" software had decided to make us roomies for we couldn't be more different.

We actually found that after all was said and done, we were actually quite compatible but certainly not as the University computer matching software had planned.

You see, that was because I was his stress reliever, his on-call cocksucker. Mike enjoyed nothing better than living with a guy who didn't mind sucking him off a couple times a day. He had a beautiful prick, long, straight and blessed with a huge cockhead. His piss hole looked much like a cannon barrel. Mike had a very wide streak of Alpha-domination in his makeup that fit seamlessly with my submissive nature. He simply ordered me to service him in just the way he enjoyed it; it was all about him and I knew it.

Our little arrangement held throughout our college years, just the two of us in a "behind-closed-doors" kinda Alpha-male and faggot relationship. At the end of our studies, we obtained jobs on opposite coasts but kept in touch even through weddings and birthdays. I was sure that seeing Mike would help lift me out of my funk.

I e-mailed Mike with my little dilemma and he quickly agreed to help me out; we arranged for me to drive out and stay with him and his wife for a long weekend. It was a 350-mile drive but I was looking forward to it. I had been at his wedding and knew his wife, Janine. She was a good looking Irish girl with a reddish complexion, small tits and a bit plump. She wasn't fat at all, just slightly plump and Mike often said that after a few cocktails she loved to fuck.

We went into their living room to get reacquainted and started making small talk while drinking a really good red wine. Mike was very aware of my dilemma after our series of e-mail "heart-to-heart" talks.

Mike was very "up" and happy; he was still smiling that trademark smirk of his when he zipped down his fly and pulled out his big snake that I serviced so often. I was watching him stroke his cock while talking about some inane TV show when he brought me abruptly out of my trance.

Mike quickly took control as he talked. "Here John, come on over here and suck my cock again, don't worry, Janine knows all about your sucking me off all through our University years; she thinks it's exciting."

I looked over at his wife and she just nodded at me with a wry, all knowing smile.

Mike stood and dropped his pants before settling back into his big, leather lounge chair. What could I do, it was obvious that he had shared my problem with Janine; since she knew all about me I might just as well go ahead?

This was very awkward but I gulped back my shyness and went to my knees moving over to Mike. He had a big, wide smirk as he held that big cockhead I was so familiar with up to me like it was a sacrament; I just took it into my mouth just as I had been taught in college by Mike.

"It's just like old times huh, John? You know, Janine, John used to blow me at least twice a day. I could wake up in the middle of the night with a hardon and just walk over to his bed and stuff it into his mouth while he was still sleeping. He'd nurse on my cock for a little while as he was waking up then just let me blow my load in his mouth. If I didn't feed him cum at least once a day he would pout for a while and the beg me to let him service my cock. he was quite the slut then and I doubt anything has changed."

Mike continued, "remember what I taught you John, do it now, You know what to do take all my cock. I'm sure you remember the hours I spent training your mouthcunt. So, get busy giving me some head. I'm sure Janine here is interested in how a "trained" cocksucker services his man. This is the way to remember, fond memories; it's so much better that looking thru old photo albums, take that cock like you were taught John, just do it."

On my knees now it did seem that nothing had changed and I was transported back to that small cramped dorm room where we were most always naked and that always smelled of sex. I opened wide and let him push his dick into my mouth as he reached behind my head and pulled me to him, forcing his cock ever deeper into my mouth.

He warned me, "Ok John, it seems you're a bit rusty so I'll help you remember, I'm going all the way so get your gag reflex under control, concentrate on breathing through your nose." His cock head was at the entrance to my throat and I began to feel the gagging start. Just like in the past he ignored my discomfort and pushed forward into my throat with one quick lunge. I was gagging and choking but Mike held my head steady until my throat spasms subsided.

I actually thought I would pass out from lack of breath just as he withdrew his cock from my throat. I grabbed a quick breath of air before Mike shoved his big snake back in again. This time he kept his plug in my throat until the muscles in my gullet relaxed from the stress and just as in the dorm room at college; I got used to it!

Mike explained, "Do you see that Janine, that's how you teach a faggot how to deep throat a cock. After a while his body just learns what it's supposed to do and that makes it possible for his trainer to control unwanted actions." he said. I looked over at Janine and she was very interested as she lightly fingered her pussy.

Of course, Mike was right, after several excursions into my throat; I did find it easier to take that thick cock of his right in; it's amazing what the human body can accommodate. I was getting used to my throat being plugged and became actually aware of my throat contractions milking his cockhead. He now proceeded to fuck my mouth with great gusto; like in the past, my mouth was just a cunt to him now; a cunt with a tongue as he often told me.

Once I found the best angle to take his cock, I started to actually enjoy being throat fucked. I was dimly aware of Mike saying, "This is what I told you about Janine; this is just like the good old days. I had John sucking me off so often that I'll bet his mouth felt empty without a cock plugging it. Do you remember what it was like in the Dorm room John?"

I did remember and slipped quickly back into it; living with Mike back then was one of those wonderful, terrible episodes in life that you can't forget. I remembered what he liked and put my hands behind my back and looked right into his eyes. I knew Mike liked his cocksucker to only use his mouth and that he really enjoyed watching my face as he forced his cock through my throat opening as I gagged on its thick length. As always, he would then pull my head back letting me get a quick gasp of breath before plugging my gullet again. He enjoyed watching my eyes throughout the throat fucking; he told me once that he could see into my cocksucker soul then. I was choking, with my eyes watering as I sensed Janine had moved closer to us and was intently watching the action. I tried turning to look at her and Mike simply slapped my face.

Mike then said in his soft, deep voice, "Don't worry about anything but my cock John, keep your focus, you're better than that, just think of the cock in your mouth." I was surprised that after a bit he pulled his cock out and let me catch my breath as he said, "I think though it's time to show you how a cocksucker can help a couple fuck don't you honey? You're so fucked up thinking of my cock John that you can't concentrate; we'll start slow so you can learn some new skills, eh."

Mike continued, "We'll be enjoying your service as you're getting over your sad little breakup. When we get finished, you'll be an expert on serving a couple," Mike said. I was mesmerized by my bizarre situation as I stood there naked with head bowed listening to my old roommate describe how I would be sexually serving him and his wife.

Janine sat on a high, wide, bed room chair, opened her robe and spread her legs. Mike roughly led me to her and pushed me to my knees in front of her as he spoke. "OK John get a good look, before were done you'll be more familiar with her crotch than with your own face. This should be very interesting as you learn how to enjoy yourself as you service a cunt and Janine learns about cocksucking."

I'm acutely aware that I'm pretty homo and not really into cunt but I couldn't help salivating as I gazed at the beautiful, pink, hairless cunt of my friend's wife while she spoke to me. "Get your nose up there and get used to my scent, it's a perfume that you'll learn to love, eau of crotch eh." Janine said.

Mike sat on the chair edge and watched me; the fact that I was being closely watched by the two of them added a very erotic aspect to my humiliation.

I noted that her cunt had a musky odor with just a hint of stale piss smell; it wasn't unpleasant just quite different than the cock smell I was used to. I shuddered as Mike grabbed one of my ears and led my face into those delicious, soft folds with the one-word command "lick."

I was soon lost in the act as I licked up and down her cunt slit using my tongue to service her. I noticed that she had begun to gush cum juice; I lapped it up like it was a fine, French sauce.

"He looks good down there, how's he doing?" Mike asked her.

She smirked out an answer, "Pretty good, he has a nice, wide, long tongue. With a little coaching he will be as good a cunt-lapper as he is a cocksucker. I want to get fucked now; his tongue has put me in the mood," she replied.

I was roughly pushed away being told to watch as a real man fucked her cunt. Sitting on the floor I watched as Mike approached with his cock sticking out; from my vantage point on the floor his cock looked enormous. I was commanded to wet the head so it could slide easily into her. I sucked and licked Mike's cock until he pushed me down on my back; she climbed on top of my head with her cunt at my mouth. He mounted her from the rear as I slurped once more on cunt.

For the first time in my life, I had a close-up view of cock fucking a cunt, pounding in and out. I was so close that I could hear the wet sucking sounds of her cunt and felt the spray of their combined juices on my face with each plunge. Mike started to tease her by slowly pulling his cock from her pussy until just the head remained inside. Then he'd wait until she started whimpering for more before shoving it back in as hard as he could. Each time she would moan loudly.

His cock was so thickly engorged it stretched her pussy lips far apart, and when he pulled out, her cunt lips stuck to his shaft and stretched far from her smooth pubic mound. The sight of this was awesome. I was so hot. His cock was rubbing across my lips when he pulled out and her cunt juices dripped all over my face.

As Mike fucked Janine, she panted and gasped for air and made small animal sounds that I had never heard before. Mike fucked faster until with a growl, he plunged in right in to the hilt, almost squeezing his tightened nut sack into her cunt as well. I knew he was spraying his jizm inside her pussy now and I realized that I was just seconds and inches away from eating his leftovers. He had already told me I was to be the "clean up" boy from now on.

When Mike pulled out his sticky, slimy piece of cockmeat a long string of cum followed it out and splashed on my face. I quickly attached my mouth to her gaping gash and proceeded to suck out the still warm clumps of scum. It tasted similar to what I had sucked directly from his cock but somewhat sweeter after mixing with her juices. It slid like syrup down my throat coated with Janine's own sauce. God, it was delicious! Janine then sat up and a rush of sperm flowed out of her deep pussy and down my throat. He must have shot a huge load deep into her!

After I cleaned everything out of her pussy, she raised her crotch off my face and looked down at me with a smirk on her face. My face was drenched with their juices.

"Did you have fun down there little sissy boy?" she said giggling She motioned me to immediately go to work on Mike's semi-stiff rod. His dick was still wet with mixed cum and pussy juice, which I slowly licked up. I worked my way down to his balls and gently lapped at each one until his cock started swelling. I thought to myself that the skin encasing his balls was soft, like Janine's cunt lips.

"It's my guess that from now on you'll be thrilled to stick your tongue into a nice, wet cunt full of cum and thank us for the privilege." She said. We adjourned for a little wine and were making small talk thru a couple of glasses when Mike abruptly told Janine to bend over and show me her asshole. I don't embarrass easily but this actually got to me. Janine was bent over at 90 degrees and reached behind to hold her cheeks apart; her little nether hole was hairless and puckered.

Mike told me, "Get behind her John' kneel down and get a good luck. Janine, why don't you get on your hands and knees for John; I think he wants to give your cunt a little lick from behind; it'll be another new experience for him."

What could I do, I did as I was told just as Mike knew I would, after all, we had a history. I very tentatively snaked my tongue out and gently ran it up and down her cunt lips before tickling her clit with it.

Mike was laughing as he said; "do you notice how different cunt lapping is from behind John, your nose is firmly in Janine's asshole, talk about a win-win."

Of course, he was right but hell this wasn't too bad. Her scent was certainly much different than a man's but not at all unpleasant, I thought. Mike took my head and pulled me aside as he quickly plunged his cock into her cunt, the same cunt that I had used my tongue to wet. He fucked her for a few minutes and then put his cock into my mouth for a few strokes before once again guiding my face to her cunt. I noticed that there was a slightly different taste now that I attributed to a mixing of their juices.

Mike again began fucking her and I was so close that I could hear the wet sounds of a very energetic fuck. All of a sudden Mike tensed up and I knew that he was now pumping her cunt full of his sticky cum. I wasn't at all surprised when he finally pulled his cock out for my mouth to clean up. I was happy to lick and suck the cock I had so often serviced in the past, nice and clean. Mike then directed me to Janine's steamy cunt now full of his cum. I used the flat of my tongue to scoop out the hot globs of jizm coated with her juices. It was so very humiliating that I tingled all over with the awfulness of this wonderful experience. Cum that spews out of a man's piss-slit is great but this was also very tasty in a different way. I was happy here I realized.

Eventually I had Janine's snatch as clean as if she was exiting a shower. I don't know why but without any prompting I took my nose out of her asshole and began tonguing it. This was new to me but I must have been doing it ok because I heard her making little mewing sounds. I don't know what I expected but the musty, warm taste of ass wasn't unpleasant, in fact I liked it.

The time I'd spent with Mike and Janine brought me out of my funk. I now knew that I wasn't as much gay as bisexual. It was the humiliation that I sought, I needed to be submissive. I was as happy being Janine's human bidet as I was servicing Mike's cock.

After Lunch Mike asked me if I wanted to try a new experience, of course, I answered yes. Soon the three of us were soon inside the bathroom, all of us were naked but I knew that the similarity ended there.

"Here's the thing Janine, once you find a Faggot-cocksucker to service you he invariably will not want you pissing in his mouth; that's just the way it is. You've got to plant the seed; talk to him about the suck-boy you had at home who loved it when you filled his mouth. Your boy will probably say that he would never let a guy do that but the thought-seed is now in his head and he'll be thinking of it often. A bit later mention that you want that service and if he won't you'll just have to find a cocksucker who wants his piss load.

Your boy is now thinking about how he might live without your cock to suck. You should rub his head then and adopt a gentle, helpful demeanor. Tell him you'll be patient and lead him through it; that most boys like him love it once they try it. In my experience they submit because that's what you want and their all about pleasing you. My boy John here has been through all those steps and is an experienced urinal boy but we'll make him act like it's his first time. Are you ready for a little role-playing boy?"

"Yes Mike, I'll do whatever you want Sir." I answered and meant it I was hotter than hell with all this talk.

Mike said, "I'll go first Janine so you can see how it goes; it's kinda important to get the ritual right so your cocksucker feels he's a major part of the action and strives to serve you. Get over here John, on your knees by my side."

Mike stood in front of the toilet as he smiled down at me and said, "I want to piss, why don't you take hold of my cock and aim it into the toilet. Ah, that's nice."

I held his big hose and aimed it just as he let a short stream out; it was nice just as he had said. I was close to him and could clearly hear it splash into the water. He stopped and said, "that felt good but I think it's time for you to give me a little pee-hole swabbing. It'll give you just a small taste as you run your tongue thru the piss slit. It'll be easier if you kneel in front of me." I shuffled around until I was facing his cock and waited for instructions. "This is an important step, Janine; you want to remember it as memorable for your little Faggot cocksucker as you can. In most cases you don't want your boy to touch you with anything but his lips and tongue but for toilet training the submission is greatly enhanced by letting him handle and aim the cock, make him part of the act, a principle."

I knew what was coming but waited for Mike's instructions. He told me it was Ok to hold his cock while looking him in the eye as I run my tongue into his piss slit. It ignited a very powerful urge in me; I knew what was coming but the combination of remembering my first drink of piss and being watched by Janine was overpowering. I was sweating and felt a little light headed as I saw that now-familiar self-satisfied, smirk on Mike's face.

"That felt good boy but I think you need a bigger taste than that. What do you think, how was the taste?"

I swallowed and said "It wasn't too bad Sir; it didn't taste anywhere near as bad as I had thought."

"Good, I think you're ready and you'll do it because you know that it will please me. Open your mouth now John, stick out your tongue and just lay my cockhead on your tongue. Ahhh, that's nice, I'm half hard so you've got a bit of a wait, just think about how hot it'll be when I piss in your mouth, think about what you're going to do while you wait. This little wait is important Janine, he'll get very excited with the anticipation."