CHAPTER 1: A TEST OF THE WOMEN
Mike was already naked, standing at the end of the living room couch, his clothes piled up on the recliner. Kate returned from the bedroom with two towels, paused for a moment to get an eyeful of Mike's package, then placed the towels on either end of their leather sofa. Tom couldn't help but glance at Mike's dick, which was pointed toward the ceiling. Tom judged that Mike's was a little longer, but also a little thinner. He figured they were tied in the dick measuring contest.
Amy announced, "Kate and I will have a quick word privately. Don't worry boys, you're both getting your dicks sucked tonight, one way or another. But, there will be a short delay. If you get impatient, you can go ahead and get started on each other."
Tom only barely glimpsed Amy's smirk as she turned to walk into the bedroom with Kate. The door closed behind them and they could hear the sounds of muffled talking.
A moment of silence was broken by Tom. "Is this really happening?"
"Looks like it. Don't stare at my balls. And fucking get naked, this is weird with you just standing there in your stupid looking shirt."
"Didn't mean to stare, I was just trying to see if you had any. Hang on dude..."
He walked into the kitchen and poured eight shot glasses full of vodka. He put them on a dinner plate and carried them back into the living room.
"Four of these are for all of us when we get started. Take your second one just as she gets you there. Dude, there is nothing like the rush of that warm glow you get from the liquor hitting your stomach just as you blow your load. The other two are for the girls, afterward."
"OK, if I remember, I'll try it. Don't fake your orgasm dude," Mike said. "And man, fucking get naked and sit on the couch with me, what the hell? Are you gay?"
"I'm not. How's Amy's blowjob technique?" Tom pulled his shirt off.
"Not as well practiced as I wish, but pretty good. When I can talk her into a blowjob and she gets her ass up in the air, I can see those hips and I last about five seconds. You?"
"Kate is almost oddly interested in blowing me. She comes like three times every time I get my dick inside her, but she will sometimes ask if she can just suck me. I usually offer a 69 because I fucking LOVE her pussy on my face and I want her to come, too."
Mike responded, "Huh, Amy can get off several times too. We might... think about this... Um... what about you, are you one and done?"
"Sometimes, but not always. My PR is three in an hour and a half. But ya know, sometimes you just need to get to sleep."
"Three in ninety minutes huh? That's not bad. My record is four between noon and six on our honeymoon. I say that's a tie, since even though I spent more time... it gets... well maybe 'harder to do' isn't the right way to say it..."
As Mike was thinking of what would be a better term, the bedroom door opened and two incredibly beautiful women walked out of it, both completely naked. The men stared, jaws open, at this unexpected upscale of the arrangement.
The women walked without any hint of modesty to the middle of the living room floor, directly in front of the couch where the boys were sitting. Neither woman made any attempt to cover any part of herself with her hands. Kate looked at Tom.
"I told you to get your ass naked. Everyone in this room is naked except you. If you want Amy and I to give Mike a double-team blowjob while you watch, then keep standing there in your jeans."
Tom had never before gotten undressed so quickly.
Mike asked, palms turned upward, "Dude, what the hell? I would have done it for you!"
Mike took a glance and it looked like Tom was a little shorter, maybe around 6 inches, which he was happy about, but a little thicker, about which he wasn't. Mike had hoped to be the dick measuring champion, but he guessed it was about a tie.
No response from Tom other than a "get the fuck outta here" glare.
"If you two are done, we have some business to discuss. Amy and I agreed on the rules of this little game, boys, and here they are," Kate announced. Neither man was really listening because they were both staring, mostly at the other's wife, but with the occasional glance at his own wife.
"First of all, the general rules if you ever want anything like this to happen again.
"Number one: there will be no coercion of anything, from anyone, ever. 'No' still means 'no' for any one of us.
"Number two: if any of the four of us decides that we don't want to continue with sex in the same room, then we revert back to two couples who are friends with each other, and nothing more. Along with that, any one of the four of us can say they don't want to do any particular thing, and that ends that thing instantly.
"Number three: this deal applies to the four people in this room only. This does not give anyone in this room permission to have any kind of romantic, intimate, sexual, or other inappropriate emotional relationship with any other person. If we decide to fuck each other into a coma, that's fine. No. One. Else.
"Number four, and final: Amy and I are both trembling with excitement over what we think is about to happen. Can we all pinky swear that we will love each other and won't let things get weird? We had rather not do it than have things get weird and not be friends anymore.
"Do we all agree on these rules?"
Tom and Mike, sitting naked on opposite ends of the couch, sat in silence for a moment. It was a lot to process.
Mike reached up with his hand toward the girls, and toward the middle of the couch, pinky extended. Amy immediately reached and hooked her pinky on his. Tom and Kate looked at each other for a long few seconds. Finally Kate reached out and hooked her pinky. Tom stood up so he could reach them and added his.
"MWAAAAAA!" They all shouted together as they raised their four hands upward and released, per pinky promise protocol.
Amy turned her head to look her best friend in the eyes. They both realized that this was stepping through the door.
She turned back to the men and said, "I know I'm standing naked in front of you. I'm not embarrassed, I'm proud of what I have, for better or worse. None of us should be anything other than proud, all three of you are beautiful in my eyes, and you all know what I do for a living. I'm just going on record as saying that everyone in this room could be a porn star, and I want to fuck all three of you. But both of you boys listen to this and understand it: Kate and I are showing an amount of trust in you that you probably don't appreciate. We are, all four of us, putting our hearts into the hands of three other people, even if you don't realize it in this moment because the blood that should be in your brains is currently in your dicks. But remember this: do not break that trust. This is bigger than sex."
Kate spoke, "I second that. Amy and I have talked about this. We decided that we trust the two of you, and each other, enough to try this, and you boys cannot imagine what a leap of faith that is. What I want least in the world..."
Kate's eyes teared up just a bit.
"... What I want least in the world is for the four of us to not be friends anymore. If anyone has any objections, now is the time.
It struck Tom hard, the emotional impact of those statements. Dr. Amy Smith, and his forever life partner, Dr. Kate King, were standing in front of them, completely naked, their... unbelievable... bodies, on display for all to see, without any kind of shame or reticence, standing there in front of them, arms at their sides.
