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His cock was hard and warm, and the skin was remarkably smooth feeling. With my hand wrapped around it, only the head about an inch extended out. I held it firmly and started slowly stroking up and down, thinking how I liked to feel when I did it to myself. It occurred to me that I was jerking off another guy for the first time, and doing so with an audience. My left hand came up and cupped his balls, working them between my fingers. While his cock may not have been large, his balls were huge, hanging loosely between his legs. It was a new experience for me, and despite all the anxiety, I knew I was enjoying it and would never forget it.

It was incredibly silent in the room when I started to lean forward again. I could hear the crowd around me breathing as they waited expectantly, willing me to go forward. I paused one last time, inches from his cock, and then made the final decision. With my hand closed around his stiff prick, I closed the gap and my tongue snaked out and licked his head. Robert let out a groan and the guys around me let out a collective gasp. My wife's voice carried above it all. 'That's it slut.'

Committed now, I closed my mouth over his cock head, which extended from my fist. As I applied suction, Robert started to squirm. One thing for certain, he didn't mind having his cock sucked by another guy in front of all his friends. He tried to thrust his hips, but I held him at bay, my mouth covering his head and my hand still wrapped around most of his cock.

It was as much me adjusting to the reality of what I was doing as it was a tease. When he quit trying and relaxed, I rewarded him. Pulling my hand away, I engulfed his entire cock, pressing my face into his pubic hair. He responded with a long, low moan that was drowned out by our friends.

'Holy shit, look at that.'

'He sucks cock like a pro.'

'Does it feel good, Robert?'

He grunted in response, as my head started to bob up and down on his cock. I was taking full strokes, from the base of his cock to the head, over and over, applying suction as I went. Suddenly pulling off, I licked his balls and sucked one into my mouth. This brought another groan from him. Then as I had done with my wife's fake cock, I licked up the underside to the head, then up and down each side.

In this position, I looked right into my wife's eyes as she stood there, arms crossed, her pussy showing, and a knowing smile on her face. It dawned on me with surprise that none of the guys were bothering her half naked body, that their attention was 100% on me. From the left side of Robert's cock, I wrapped my tongue around it and slid up and down, my eyes now fixed on Clint's swollen crotch a couple of feet away. When I looked back to my wife, she just nodded. There was more coming.

I turned my attention back to Robert and once again swallowed his entire cock. He responded with urgency, and suddenly stood, taking my head in either hand. Holding my head in place, his started to piston his rock hard cock in and out of my mouth. I simply dropped my hands to my own crotch, squeezing my hard cock through the panties as I knelt before Robert and let him use my mouth as he wished.

'Damn Robert. Fuck his face. He doesn't care.'

'Give it to him good, Robert.'

This spurred him on, and he started slamming his cock into my mouth. With his size, there was no discomfort, and I took the abuse with ease. My cock-sucking experiences all involved the same guy, and he was quite large. As Robert pummeled my face, I begin to realize that a smaller cock has some advantages.

Having learned to keep my teeth clear, I offered him a wet, warm hole for his use. It was incredible to feel his cock head sliding in and out of my mouth, sometimes coming totally clear and then driving back in. His large balls were slapping my chin on every stroke. His fingers were wrapped in my hair and he was pulling pretty hard, but I knew it was involuntary. The pain added to my pleasure, as I realized how turned on I now was to be providing such a show to my friends. It was intense for me, and it must have been for Robert as well as he made a low, steady rumbling noise. I knew he was close.

'He really likes it doesn't he?'

It was a rhetorical question, but my wife answered. 'Yes, he does.'

Robert gave me a few more strokes, then buried his cock as far back in my mouth as it would go. My nose was pressed into his stomach, the musky smell of his pubic hair strong, and his testicles were laid against my chin as his come started to pour down my throat. Time after time his cock twitched and come spurted out, and I applied a constant suction, drawing out every drop. I swallowed it all.

I could feel the sweat left by his belly against my forehead as he fell back into the chair with a groan, my mouth following his cock the whole way. His chest was heaving as I continued to suck his dick, feeling it soften in my mouth. Other than his breathing, I noticed it had become totally quiet around us. I had stunned them into silence with my depravity.

Slowly I pulled back and let Robert's semi-hard cock slip out of my mouth. I had a target in mind and turned to my left and reached for Clint's belt buckle. It was a moment of truth, and I would not have been the least surprised had he pushed me away. But he stood frozen, not moving a muscle, and my fingers went to work, unbuckling the belt.

Clint was originally from Texas, and like many Texans he had a wide belt with a large buckle. Once his belt was open, I went for the button on his blue jeans, and then his zipper. Still, there was no resistance. I glanced over at my wife and she nodded approvingly.

Clint was wearing cowboy boots and they weren't coming off easily, so I hooked my fingers into his jeans and pulled them down to his knees. He wasn't wearing underwear. His cock stood up quickly, and was much larger than Robert's. It curved downward slightly, and the head was large and purple. I wasted no time in closing my hand around it, jerking him off just like Robert before him. I was able to put both my hands around Clint's cock, leaving just the head sticking out, which I wet down with my tongue. His moan was my reward.

I dropped my left hand to his balls, and went back to stroking his hard cock with my right. It was wonderful to feel my hand gliding up and down the length of his manhood.

'Damn Clint, I bet he can't take you like he did Robert.' It was Mark, now directly to my left. I looked up at him and had an idea. Releasing Clint for a moment, I reached for Mark's belt. He instinctively moved back, but I held on. I heard Tony ask, 'What's the matter Mark, can't handle it.'

He relaxed, and I pulled his belt, urging him forward until he stood right next to Clint. Then in short order I unbuckled his belt, unsnapped and unzipped his shorts, and stripped his shorts and underwear down to his ankles. His cock was only semi-hard, and my left hand closed around it as my right went back to Clint's rigid member. It only took a couple of minutes for Mark's cock to grow hard, swelling to a respectable size between Robert and Clint. I stroked them both in rhythm.

'Damn, he really is a slut.'

'Yes he is.'

'Hurry up, I'm ready for my turn.'

I liked the sound of that, now totally turned on and no longer caring what they thought. My wife had turned me into a cum slut once again, and I was loving it.

It was an amazing feeling, kneeling on the floor between two studs, nothing on but women's panties, both studs with their pants down and their hard cocks in my hands. As I stroked them, I looked up into their faces as they watched me. Finally locking eyes with Clint, I held his stare as I leaned in and accepted his stiff cock into my mouth. As I closed over it, he lost the stare down, closing his eyes with a groan. I took as much as I could, and felt his knees go momentarily weak as I applied suction, my eyes never leaving his face.

'My God, what a shameless son of a bitch.'

I smiled at that, they didn't know the half of it. I slipped Clint out of my mouth, his cock wet and glistening, and turned to Mark. He was watching me intently, and once again I locked eyes as I turned and engulfed his cock with my mouth. He held my gaze as long as he could, but my mouth worked it's magic and he finally succumbed to the pleasure, letting his eyes close involuntarily.

I then moved from cock to cock, taking one and then the other into my mouth. Slowly I worked them closer together, and when I had them lined up right, I took both cocks into my mouth at the same time. Neither resisted, even though they rubbed together, and as they leaned in my mouth was completely filled.

'Fuck.'

Yeah, fuck. This is hot.'

My wife shifted position, and looking up I could see her in the gap between Clint and Mark. Robert was now behind her and had pulled her dress open, his hands pawing at her breasts. She was totally exposed as she leaned back into him, smiling at me and giving me a thumbs up with her right hand.

With my hands wrapped around the two throbbing cocks, I alternated between working both into my mouth, and servicing each individually. I could get most of Mark into my mouth, but Clint was another story. He easily reached into the back of my throat, and I had to repeatedly fight the gag reflex as I tried to teach myself to relax and let him into my throat. Perhaps it was easier when I was being forced, because I was never able to voluntarily achieve the level of penetration I experienced that first time, when my wife had me tied down.

It was Mark who headed to orgasm first, and I concentrated on his cock, sucking on the end as my left hand pumped him into my mouth, my right still wrapped around Clint. After a few minutes I felt Mark tense up, and his hands came to my head. I took as much of his cock into my mouth as I could as I felt him release, pouring come into my mouth.

The volume was impressive, and I had to work hard to keep up, but in the end I got it all. I pulled off so that I covered only his cock head, and with my hand pumped him dry, the last drops of his come leaving a salty taste on my tongue. Enjoying that wonderful feeling of a spent cock softening in my mouth, I reluctantly let him slide from my lips as I turned my attention back to Clint.

Using the same technique, I sucked his cock as my right hand pumped his length, my left cupping his balls. It wasn't long before I was rewarded, my mouth once again filling with come as his big cock spasmed into my mouth. I swallowed the first salvo, then was surprised to feel him pulling out. His hand came to his own cock and mine fell away, and he squeezed it as he held the head at my lips.

Getting the idea, I titled my head back and opened my mouth wide, locking my eyes on to his and welcoming him to do as he pleased. My tongue came out and he rested his cock head on it, pointed at my open mouth. When he released the pressure on his cock, his next load of come squirted out into my open mouth. Not as large as the first, it still spread across my tongue.

'Holy shit, look at that.'

I held eye contact as he stroked his cock, pumping spurt after spurt of come into my open mouth for all to see. I knew my friends were watching, I knew my wife was watching, as the humiliation drove me wild. I was a cum drinking slut, and I loved it. The quantity dropped with each stroke, until finally he wiped the last drop of come on my lips. Finally breaking eye contact, I swallowed his cock again, milking it with my mouth as it softened.

When I finally released Clint's cock and turned, Tony already has his cock out and was stroking it. It was about the same as Mark's, and I immediately covered it with my mouth. But after a minute, my wife stepped in.

'Hold on for a second, let's move into the living room.'

She took my right hand in her left and motioned for me to stand. Reluctantly, I let Tony slip from my mouth and rose and followed her. She grabbed up the toy box with her other hand and led me to the living room. All the guys were watching, and for the first time since I went down on Robert, I started feeling a little embarrassed. I looked away and followed my wife, as she stepped down into the sunken living room. I could hear the guys coming in behind us.

My wife set the box on a table and led me to a large hassock, my favorite footrest. She stopped me in front of it and arched an eyebrow. I knew what she wanted. Hesitating only a moment, I knelt in front of the hassock and then lay across it on my belly. Shifting forward, my shoulders and head were off one side, and my silk covered ass off the other. It was a humbling position, and I didn't dare look at any of my friends. I wanted to get started again quickly, before the anxiety set back in.

When Tony came around in front of me, he was naked. He had stripped off his clothes, and now he knelt at my head. Tony was the only friend living right here in our city, and we saw each other every week at church or the stores around town. So it seemed especially odd to have him naked before me, with a raging erection, expecting me to suck his dick. But I didn't disappoint him.

I placed my hands on his hips and he shuffled forward, letting his hard cock slide back into my mouth. I knew I would see him often and think about this, but I didn't care. As soon as my mouth was full of cock again, I went instantly back to slut mode. His rigid manhood felt wonderful in my mouth, and I used my hands on his hips to urge him to start stroking in and out. Everyone else was out of sight for the moment and I didn't care, I concentrated on pleasing Tony as his hands came to my head and he picked up the rhythm.

When I felt hands tugging at my panties, I knew it was my wife without looking. It wasn't unexpected. They were unceremoniously whisked down to my knees, and now I knelt across the hassock bare assed, with a hard cock sliding in and out of my mouth. I knew my friends were watching. The noises let me know what was coming, as she fumbled in the toy box and removed the lid from a Vaseline jar. Then I felt the coolness of the lubricant being rubbed into my ass.

My cock twitched involuntarily. Being on my stomach, with my head down, I couldn't see much, but once again the silence was very noticeable. There was no doubt in my mind where this was heading, and I knew I was powerless to stop it. She had made up her mind. So I focused on the cock in my mouth and tried to think of nothing else.

It was she that broke the silence. 'Anyone want to try something special?'

'Damn right.' It wasn't a surprise to hear Robert speak up first. Fondling my wife had gotten him hard again, and he would surely love the opportunity to humble me with his cock up my ass.

She addressed me next, adding to my humiliation. 'Would you like him to fuck you slut?'

I knew she'd want to hear it, so I slipped Tony out of my mouth long enough to answer, 'Yes, please fuck me. Please fuck my ass.'

'Un-fucking-believable.'

'This is getting out of control.' It was Clint and it didn't sound like a complaint. The voice was laced with expectation.

I felt Robert kneel between my legs, but it quickly became apparent the panties around me knees were going to be a problem. I felt him back away, then one at a time I lifted my knees as the panties were removed. Now completely naked, my hard cock pressed into the side of the hassock. Robert pushed my legs apart easily, and slid back in between them. I felt his hard cock brush against my ass for the first time.

'My God, he's really going to do it.'

I could hear shuffling. 'I have to see this. Who would have thought he was a fag?'

That hurt. I didn't think of myself as gay. I was just a horny man willing to do anything to please my wife.

Robert didn't give me much time to worry about it, as he pressed his dick head into my ass. With his hands he spread my ass cheeks apart, making a show of it.

'Holy shit, it's going in.'

Robert wasn't wasting time, as he pressed the head of his cock into my asshole. I felt the head slip in, and it was mildly painful, not having had any preliminaries to loosen me up. I stopped sucking on Tony for a minute and held his throbbing cock in my hand as I dropped my head, adjusting to the discomfort. Robert had the decency to pause for a minute to let me adapt, then slowly he eased his short fat cock into my ass.

'Damn, he's really fucking him in the ass.'

'How does it feel? Is it tight?'

Robert sounded a little out of breath. 'Oh yeah, tight as hell. Man oh man, what a sweet ass.'

I had gotten used to the intrusion and the pain quickly slipped away. When Robert started a slow stroke, I felt more full than uncomfortable. He went easy at first, slipping in and out with a regular motion. Always having been an anal person, I was quickly overtaken with pleasure, and I started to wiggle my ass back against his thrusts as my mouth once again closed over Tony's cock.

'Look at that, he likes it.'

'He really is a slut.'

When my wife first introduced me to man on man sex in that hotel room so many weeks ago, at one point she had the stud fucking me while she pumped a strap-on cock into my mouth. Noting my enjoyment, she had promised then to see me with a real cock in both ends at the same time. She had now made good on that promise. The joy of servicing one cock with my mouth and another with my ass was powerful stuff, and I went about it with relish. The fact that there were more hard cocks around me just drove me on, and I knew both my mouth and ass were going to be totally cum-filled before this night was over.

My wife was clearly on the same wavelength as I when she led Mark over to my right side and had him kneel. I could see him out of the corner of my eye, and without hesitation I took his quickly recovering cock into my hand. It only took her a minute to get Clint in the same position on my left, and when I reached out to him he was already hard again. It was pure sensory overload, and I wished I could see myself kneeling across the hassock, one friend pounding his cock up my ass, another plowing into my mouth, and one in each hand. I relaxed as best I could and let them use me.

A friend in college once told me of walking into a party across the street from his house, and being shocked to see a bunch of naked guys around a girl on a table. She had a cock in her mouth, a cock in her pussy, and one in each hand, with others waiting their turn. He had been horrified and left, but the story had always turned me on. No doubt he would be horrified to see me now, as I experienced the same thing as the party girl, naked and no holds barred as I worked to service a group of guys. It was intense.

Robert set the pace as he fucked my ass. It took a few minutes to get it right, but gradually he and Tony got a rhythm going, rocking my body back and forth so that as Robert was withdrawing from my ass, Tony was sinking his hard cock to the back of my throat. I used my hands to stroke the two other cocks as best I could, but it was very difficult to get it right.

Nevertheless, it was clearly fun for all involved, as they used my willing body with abandon. The pace picked up until Robert was slamming into my ass, breaking the rhythm. Every time his beer belly smashed into my ass, Tony's cock was shoved deep into my throat. Tears formed at my eyes as Tony held my head between his hands.

Tony was the first to succumb to the pleasure. 'Jesus, this is too good. Oh, Jesus.' With that he erupted into my mouth, pouring the fourth load of come down my throat. My eyes were open, and I could see my wife kneeling behind him, smiling at me as I swallowed another man's come. I sucked him dry, and when he suddenly pulled out and stood up, it left me empty. But my attention quickly shifted to Robert, who continued to fuck my asshole. With Tony out of the way, he drove me into the side of the hassock, as I held on firmly to the two hot cocks in my hands.

'Damn Robert, give it to him. He likes it in the ass.'

Robert didn't need encouragement. He was grunting as he fucked me, and when he reached the point of climax, I felt him swell in my ass. He let out a wail, and then his come was pouring into me, his hands on my hips as he held his cock at it's deepest point. My sensitive behind felt every spasm in his dick, until his second load of come was fully deposited in my ass.

I was definitely panting like a slut now, feeling for the second time in my life the power of a man ejaculating in my asshole. All the dildos and fingers my wife had used on me over the years couldn't compare, and I knew I was addicted.

When Robert withdrew from my ass and fell back away from me, Mark immediately pulled away from my hand and took his place. I offered no resistance as he knelt behind me and lined up his cock where Robert's had just been. My anus was well lubricated now, and he slid in with little resistance. But his cock was longer than Robert's, and as he drove it suddenly into my ass it reached untouched places, causing a moan to escape from my lips. This brought laughter from the group of guys.

I lifted my eyes and now had an unobstructed view of my wife, her body on full display as she leaned back against the sofa with the dress hanging from her shoulders. Her hand rested on Blake's thigh as he sat on the edge of the sofa, and I realized he hadn't yet gotten involved. One of his hands was idly playing in her hair, and our eyes met for a moment. I wasn't sure why he was sitting out, but I didn't see any sign of condemnation in his face as he watched me being fucked by Mark.

My thought processes were disrupted as Clint slid around to my front and blocked my view, offering his cock to my lips. I readily accepted the offer, taking his magnificent member between my lips and deep into my mouth. Once again I was captured between two demanding cocks, and once again I surrendered to them. I wanted to be used, and I willingly let them have me.

Mark was much gentler in my ass than Robert had been, but still found a steady pace and was giving my anus a sound fucking. His cock felt heavenly in my ass, and I wiggled my ass back against his strokes as I greedily sucked on Clint. My willingness amused Mark and he pulled his cock almost out and held it still, obviously to see what I might do. I didn't disappoint him as I pushed myself back against his cock, forcing it into my ass on my own.

'Would you look at that.'

'I'll be damned.'

I placed a hand on each of Clint's hips and held him off me, getting him in the position I needed. Then with Mark holding his spot, I started to work myself back and forth. As I pushed back, Mark's cock was driven into my ass as Clint's cock slid out of my mouth. When I reversed, Mark's cock slid out as Clint filled my mouth and pressed into the back of my throat. Gradually I picked up speed, putting on a depraved show for my wife and friends, fucking myself on either end with their two stiff cocks.

'Do it. Fuck 'em, you miserable slut.'

What a display it was as I closed my eyes and let my friends watch me degrade myself. It was selfhumiliation at it's best, and I was likely enjoying it more than they were. But it ended all too soon, as Clint pulled out of my mouth and backed off. I looked up at him with pleading eyes, but he shook his head no. 'You're going to make me come again, and I want to sample that sweet ass of yours myself.'

His explanation eased my disappointment, and I let Mark take over in the back once again. He was very turned on now, and I knew it wouldn't be long. As Clint got up, I looked at his big cock, eager to feel it in my ass. When he moved aside, I once again could look at my wife. She had moved up beside Blake, and he now had his shirt off. He was the most muscular guy in the group, and his tan chest was almost hairless. She had her left arm around his shoulders and her right hand on his abdomen, as she whispered in his ear.

I closed my eyes and lay on the hassock, enjoying the feeling of Mark gently but firmly fucking my ass. It was almost as if he was scared of hurting me, and I wanted to tell him to step it up a notch, that I could take it. But a noise in front of me got my attention, and I opened my eyes to see the crotch of Blake's blue jeans. My wife's hands came around from behind, and started the process of unbuckling his belt and opening his pants.

I looked up into his eyes, and he was staring down at me with a kind look, his arms crossed over his chest. When I dropped my eyes again, my wife was just pushing his jeans and boxers down to reveal a very substantial semi-hard cock. I could hear Clint over my shoulder. 'Damn Blake, you're packing a load there pal.'

Yes he was. With my right hand I reached out and grabbed his big dick, immediately feeling it swell in my hand. I kissed the head and licked around it as it continued to grow. The length was probably about the same as Clint, but Blake's cock was much thicker and heavily veined. My hand barely fit around it, and when it reached full hardness the purple head flared out deliciously.

My fascination with Blake's cock had nearly made me forget about Mark, but his sudden urgency reminded me he was there and that he was about to fill my ass with his come. I held on to Blake with my hand and ground my ass back against Mark, urging him on.

My efforts were rewarded by the groan that escaped his lips as his hard cock starting pumping semen into my bowels. He collapsed on top of me, his sweat dripping on my back, as his cock continued to pulse in my asshole. As I felt him start to soften in my ass, I opened my eyes and accepted Blake's thick cock into my mouth. He let out a soft moan as I closed my lips around it, his member stretching my mouth wide. My tongue swirled around his big purple cock head, trying to touch every square millimeter.

Mark slipped his cock from my ass and moved away, quickly replaced by Clint. His cock was even bigger, but my sphincter was so relaxed by now it offered only token resistance to the intrusion. But he was longer, and once again new depths were plumbed. It only took a few minutes to adjust, and then I settled in to enjoy being abused by the two largest cocks in the room, one in my ass and one in my mouth.

My wife moved around to Blake's side and sat on the floor, barely a foot away. One hand dropped to her pussy and the other covered her breast as she watched Blake start to slide his giant cock in and out of my mouth. I couldn't begin to take it all, but I took all I could. My eyes met hers and she smiled. 'Having fun slut?' I couldn't answer, but I didn't think I needed to.

Things started to move fast now as the two guys got synchronized and started to work me over. I closed my eyes as I concentrated on the two huge cocks, which were threatening to split me open. As one drove inward, the other receded, then the process was reversed. They started to pick up speed, and it became clear they were having a competition to see who could dump their seed in me first. I was just a pleasure toy, as these two studs engaged in a contest of manhood. I went limp and served them, waiting to see who would win, knowing that I would get the prize.

I felt a hand close around the base of Blake's cock and opened my eyes. Robert had slipped behind my wife and was once again feeling her up. She had allowed him to take over, and had wrapped one hand around Blake's cock, and cupped his balls with the other. She started to pump him into my mouth, and that was all it took. Within a minute he let out a groan and his come burst forth into my willing mouth.

It was the biggest load I had ever swallowed, and as I worked hard to keep up I felt Clint swell in my ass and start to pump his come into me as well. It was possibly the most erotic thing I had ever experienced, one huge cock pouring come into my mouth, another pumping come up my ass. I sucked Blake like a mad man, at the same time grinding my ass back against Clint.

It must have been quite a sight, because at that moment my wife started to come on Robert's fingers. When Blake and Clint pulled away from me, I was spent and my body dropped limply over the hassock, an obvious wetness between my thighs and the taste of come in my mouth.

I was ready to quit, but Tony had other ideas. He knelt behind me, bringing his rejuvenated cock to my ass. 'Don't quit on me now, I'm going to get me some of this.' I offered no resistance as he slid into my ass. Laying there limply, I let him use me for his own pleasure. My ass was open and slick, and soreness was setting in, but Tony was not concerned.

He was turned on by all the action, and while everyone watched he pummeled my ass, driving me into the hassock like Robert had done initially. My hard cock banged into the side, and I wished he would give me the benefit of a reach around. But I was here for his pleasure only; he wasn't bothered by my needs.

Mercifully, it was over quickly, as he slammed into me one last time and the twitching of his cock told me another load of come was being left behind. I was already so full, it hardly mattered. When he finally satisfied himself and pulled out, I rolled off the hassock onto the floor on my back to prevent anyone else from trying again.

My hand came immediately to my own throbbing cock, which was every bit as big as Clint's. I knew they were all watching me, but I needed relief. It only took a minute before I felt my orgasm building. Keeping my eyes closed so I wouldn't be tempted to stop, I tilted my head forward and aimed my rock hard cock at my own face, my mouth wide open. In a final humiliating act of depravity, I shot come up across my own body, trying to ring my mouth. I managed to hit my chin, that was as close as I got, but the imagery was clear. With a finger I pushed the come off my chin into my mouth as I melted back to the floor, my semen cooling on my chest and stomach.

I must have dozed off, because when I opened my eyes the guys were all dressed. I was still laying naked on my back, and I could feel wetness on the carpet under my ass. With my eyes half open, I watched them gather their things to leave, laughing and cutting up. When my wife came into view, her dress was still unbuttoned, her body on display. Clint turned to her with a question.

'You reckon if we keep this a secret, he'll do it again.'

She smiled. "I think that's a strong possibility.'

Marked snorted. 'He won't have a choice. If he refuses we'll tell everyone.'

Tony was the most on target. 'I didn't see anything to make me believe he'll refuse. One thing is for certain. Every time he sees me at church, he's going to have to deal with the fact that I've fucked his face and his ass.'

That brought a laugh from everyone, my wife included.

As they headed out the door, Clint got in the last comment. 'That fishing trip next month is going to be a damn good time.'

The charter we had planned was not far off. I could only imagine how they were going to get the crew to go along.

Blake was the only one left, his home so far away he had already planned to stay over. He was talking with my wife as I stumbled through the dining room, headed for the shower. He had his pants on, but his chest was bare. They watched me pass with a chuckle.

I spent a long time in the shower, and when I emerged I found the two of them in the kitchen. My wife had dropped her dress and was standing naked as she talked to Blake. She gave me a tender kiss and suggested I sleep on the couch. Blake and her wanted to use the bed. For the second time in recent months, she headed off to our bedroom with another guy.

I tried to listen from the couch, but quickly fell asleep. The next thing I was aware of was my wife shaking me awake. It took me a moment to focus, the room filled with the half-light of early morning. She was naked and wet, obviously just coming from the shower.

'Come on slut, get up. I have a job for you to do.'

I sat up and tried to shake the cobwebs from my head. She handed me a toothbrush and some mouthwash. 'Go use the kitchen sink.'

I did as told and splashed cold water on my face to wake up. I was aware of stiffness in my jaw, and tenderness in my behind, but it was not unpleasant and served as a reminder. It was incredible to think I had taken come from five different guys in my mouth, and four in my ass. The thought of it made my cock start to stiffen.

My wife slipped up behind me and grabbed my member. 'Ready to go to work slut?'

I looked over my shoulder at her, waiting until she went on. 'You turned Blake on last night. He confessed to me that he's always wanted to try one-on-one sex with a man.'

She let that sink in, then took my hand and led me towards the hallway. She smiled sweetly at me and my heart melted, all thoughts of resistance slipping away. When we entered our bedroom, Blake was lying in the bed, a sheet pulled up to his mid-section.

He was awake and watched us with one hand behind his head, his bronze chest and muscular arms standing out boldly in the early morning light. My wife led me to the other side of the bed, and held the sheet back waiting for me to get in. I didn't argue.

As I lay down beside Blake, my wife moved to the other side of the bed and plopped down in a chair by the wall. Blake was looking right at me as I rolled onto my side facing him, my head propped up on one arm. I felt very unsure of myself and looked to my wife. She smiled and nodded a definite go-ahead signal.

In the end, it wasn't hard. I simply leaned over and closed my lips over his right nipple, my right hand sliding across his muscled abdomen. His hands came to the back of my head to encourage me. And so with my naked wife watching in approval, I lay in my own bed and for the next two hours voluntarily made love with another man for the first time in my life.