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I was working as a trainer and a masseuse at one of the big Vegas hotels, helping guests forget about their losses and their hangovers by at least trying to get them into some sort of shape and soothing their tense muscles. I had one guy who’d regularly come down to work out at the health club whom I liked, and soon he and I got to talking.

Tom was a dealer at the hotel casino. He was a married dude who obviously needed a friend. We started talking about this and that, how his marriage sucked, and pretty soon I was inviting him over to my place for drinks. He knew I was a dyke and that made him feel comfortable, knowing neither one of us would be coming on to the other. When we’d had a few too many drinks one afternoon, he started pouring it all out, telling me how he and his wife didn’t get along, rarely had sex, that he was no longer turned on by her. Las Vegas marriages are as rocky as they come — drinking, gambling, all kinds of suppressed sexual needs there to rock the marital boat.

I guess he had come to confide in me, or maybe it was the booze, but one night out of nowhere Tom confessed that perhaps he never should have gotten married in the first place, that maybe what he’d always needed was a man and not a woman. He’d long suppressed a hankering for boy-boy pleasures, he confessed. The thing is, even though he had these sexual desires, he couldn’t see himself getting together with a man one-on-one. It was just sex he yearned for, not any kind of intimacy beyond the physical.

“What exactly is it you want to experience with a man, Tom?’ I probed”If you want to know, Brenda, I want to suck me some nice stiff dick. I want to take a big one up the ass. I’ve been fantasizing about that forever. My wife, when we were still into it, would sometimes strap on a rubber one and make me suck it, then fuck me with it. I used to love that. When she had it buried inside me, I’d imagine a real one up there, one twice as big as the one my wife was using.”

He laughed, taking another sip of his drink, amazed, no doubt, at how frank and open he was being with me. The fact that I was a dyke I’m sure made it easier. He probably wouldn’t be confessing all this to some straight chick.

“It’s not just men and cocks I dream about, I suppose, but big cocks.”This immediately gave me an idea.

“I have this other client, he’s married too,” I told Tom. “Kevin’s his name. A great looking

guy, by the way. And he’s also been opening up to me about his marriage. He’s not happy either. His problem is that he’s exceptionally well hung, he says, and his wife is always saying he’s too big for her, that it hurts when he fucks her. Kevin’s had this one desire he’s always wanted to fulfill. He wants to do Greek. You know, fuck somebody up the ass. His wife sure won’t let him do that. And he says every other woman he’s tried to approach that way also said she couldn’t take him up there.”

Brenda could see the aroused, curious gaze in Tom’s eye.

‘”He’s straight like you are, Tom. I asked him if he wants to fuck ass so much why doesn’t he
find himself a willing a guy. There’s sure no shortage of guys like that in Vegas, bottoms who’d happily turn over for a hung, straight stud.”

“What’d he say to that?”

“He said he doesn’t feel like going out and cruising for a gay stud. He’s like you, Tom. He wants the action, but that’s all he wants. He did tell me that if a situation ever came up where the right guy was there and available for him, then he’d probably go for it. But he wasn’t going to go out looking.”

Brenda could tell by the look on Tom’s face just how much this piqued his interest.

“Would you be interested, Tom?” I asked, amazed we were treading on this turf. “I think I could arrange it. I have a feeling he’ll turn you on. And I’m sure you’ll do the trick for him. I can have you both come over for drinks sometime and you can check each other out. You know, no commitment, nothing to lose. But hell, you guys may hit it off. You both seem to have what the other one needs and is looking for.”

“Sure, I’d like to meet him. Let’s see what happens,” Tom said. And I could detect under his usual cool manner, the enthusiasm in his voice. “How big is he anyway?”

“Actually, one time when he and his wife were on the outs and he needed a place to crash, I let him stay over here, with me. I have that spare bedroom. I got up late at night to get something to drink and walked past the bedroom. He’d left the door open and there he was inside, beating off. He never even noticed me as I stopped to stare. All I can say is he was huge. And it was so thick too, his cock”

Tom smiled, he liked what he was hearing. In fact, he couldn’t stop thinking about it until that day had arrived – the day when he and Kevin would finally get to meet each other.

That happened soon enough as Kevin was as keen as Tom about my idea for a get-together to see if these two men would find what each longed for.

They were nervous at first as I poured drinks. After all, both were married and basically straight. Though thoughts of sex with men fevered up their minds, neither had yet acted on those impulses. As for me, I got really fired up by the idea of these two making it. Though I’d had a few experiences with men back in college a decade ago, since then my sex life has strictly been with women. Maybe it was because I was gay myself that the idea of men getting it on with men aroused me as much as it did. Of course there’s something else. When I play with women I love to use dildos; use them on my lovers and have them use them on me. So though I may not care for men sexually, somehow the idea of a cock sure does something for me. Even that night, after I caught Kevin slowly fisting his huge shaft I immediately went in my bedroom and masturbated to images of my houseguest playing with his oversized penis.

Now here they were, in my living room, that big cock of Kevin’s hidden away in the crotch of his jeans.

Though I had told Tom about it, Kevin never knew I’d caught sight of him that night. Now I thought I’d let him know as a way to break the ice and maybe get things moving.

“I never told you this, Kevin,” I began and then proceeded to tell him how I’d witnessed him playing with his cock. “I couldn’t believe how huge you were. And when I told Tom he sure seemed intrigued, right Tom?”

Tom blushed a little, but nodded.

“You know, Kevin, I’d get a kick out seeing it again. And I’m sure Tom would love to lay his eyes on it,” I said provocatively. “How about you whip it out and let us have a look.”

It didn’t take much convincing. Kevin was here for a reason, and the reason was that he hoped that, finally, he’d be able to slide that thick, overgrown cock of his up a nice, tight, willing and welcoming ass. Tom’s ass, maybe. So he unbuckled his belt, unzipped his jeans, and reached in. And when he pulled it out his dick was already at half-mast, big and thick, and quickly stiffening up. I looked over at Tom who had his gaze fixed on Kevin’s impressive tool.

“What’d I tell you?” I said to Tom teasingly.

“You weren’t kidding.”

Kevin loved it, loved showing off.

Tom and I watched Kevin play with his dick, fingers wrapped around its girth, twisting the shaft until it reached its maximum dimensions and was as rigid as a length of steel tubing.

“Damn, how many inches you carrying anyway, Kevin?” I asked, looking over at Tom.

“Why don’t you measure it for me, Brenda,” Kevin teased.

“Oh you know I don’t play with men’s cocks,” I said, laughing, then looked over at Tom. “But maybe Tom would care to measure it.”

Without waiting for an answer I went into a desk and took out a ruler.

“Here, Tom,” I said, handing it to him. This was the moment of truth for Tom. He said he’d been hankering for some big, juicy cock. He wanted to taste it, have it driven deep into his ass. Well Kevin sure had the equipment for the job, and he sure looked like he was keen and eager to put it to use. “Why don’t you measure it for us.”

Tom hesitated a moment, still in a little bit of shock, then leaned over toward Kevin with ruler in hand. Glancing up at Kevin, then at me he placed the ruler along the length of Kevin’s shaft.

“Uh—looks like it’s ten—ten inches long,” Tom stuttered, nervous excitement in his voice.

“Wow, that’s a big one, huh?” I said, proclaiming the obvious.

Tom was frozen, staring at the huge cock.

“Take it your hand, hold it, Tom,” I urged.

He put aside the ruler and wrapped his fingers around the thick shaft, coming close, his eyes glued to the beautifully sculpted cock. Whether they’re straight, bi or gay, all men instinctively know how to handle a cock, having handled their own endlessly. So now Tom started massaging Kevin’s thick, rigid ten inches like he’d been handling other men’s cocks all his life. Kevin closed his eyes and sighed, loving the massage.

“Now go ahead and bring your mouth down to it,” I urged, thrilled by what I was witnessing. There’s something about two men making it that brings a tingle to my clit. And though I may be a dyke, I guess I just have a thing for cock.

Tom took a deep breath as he gazed over at me. Then, still gazing, he brought his lips down to the shaft and began to run his tongue along the taut skin of the achingly erect penis, sliding that tongue slowly up and down its length.

I watched, spellbound, as Tom dragged his tongue all over the ample surface of Kevin’s cock until, finally, he opened his mouth and engulfed the big knob between his lips.

“Look at you, Tom, you’re sucking cock. Aren’t you the lucky boy.”

Once he got into it, Tom was ravenous, as though he’d been hungry for the taste of cock all his life. And looking at how he was wolfing down Kevin’s stiff shaft, I had to say Tom sure seemed like he knew what was doing. I could feel a warm dampness between my own legs. All this was definitely arousing me. The moment Tom confessed he yearned for cock and the thought of hooking him up with Kevin came to me, I could hardly think about anything else.

“What a hungry cocksucker you are, huh Tom?” I couldn’t help teasing. “Go on, suck that cock! Suck it!”

And suck it he did as now Kevin dropped a hand and gently pressed back on Tom’s head.

I watched for a while but realized if this were going to go any further, the two of them would have to undress.

“Take off your clothes, guys. I want to see you both naked.”

In a jiff jeans and T-shirts, socks and shorts came off and the two of them were as naked as on the day they were born. Kevin I’d seen naked before, when I caught him beating off. He had a smooth, sinewy, lean body, with a washboard stomach, and narrow hips. All that made the thick ten inches sticking out from the base of his stomach that much more impressive looking. Tom I had trained and massaged, so I was even more familiar with that also nicely sculpted and toned body. Though until now I had never seen his dick or his ass. The ass was perfect, smooth and firm and gorgeously tanned. Tom must’ve found himself a hideout for nude sunbathing, maybe his own backyard. And his cock, exposed now, was as erect as Kevin’s. He wasn’t carrying quite as many thick inches as Kevin, few men did, but he was nicely endowed and his cock was nicely formed. I don’t know what it is, this thing I have for cock. When I’m making it with chicks and we get into dildo and strap-on games I’m fussy about the equipment we use. I always like to pick out the rubber cocks, making sure they’re as lifelike as possible and shaped and sized just the way I like them.

The two guys, naked now, checked out each other’s bodies, Kevin getting his first look at Tom’s equipment. Then Tom gently pushed Kevin back down on the couch and resumed sucking his dick. I was sitting opposite the two of them, in an armchair, and needed to get closer. So I went over and knelt down next to Tom, my eyes now only inches from where Tom was gobbling up Kevin’s meaty log. We gazed into one another’s eyes as he chewed on the shaft.

“Look at you, Tom. You’ve wanted to do this for so long, to suck a cock. A big one. Do you like it? Do you like wrapping your lips around Kevin’s big, beautiful shaft?”

He nodded, his mouth full.

“You do, don’t you? Just look at you, you love it!”

The sight of Kevin’s thick penis in Tom’s mouth almost made me dizzy with excitement. Why, I wondered, did I get so turned on by men making it with each other?

Now Tom pulled away and gave me a sly look, his lips curling in a smile.

“Want a taste, Brenda?”

“No, I don’t think so,” I said, taken aback a little. “That’s not exactly part of my cuisine.”

“You sure? It tastes real, real good,” Tom kept teasing.

“Yeah, Brenda,” Kevin now added. “Why don’t you have yourself a taste?”

“C’mon guys, you damned well know I’m a dyke.”

“So? We’re both straight, me and Kevin. And here I am sucking his dick. You’re not going to stop being a dyke just because you suck a little cock? A little big cock.”

“That’s right,” Kevin added. “You’re always saying how you like to mess around with rubber ones, you and your girlfriends. Well here’s the real deal, check it out, why don’t you.”

The truth is just that thought had been beginning to buzz inside my head, amazing me. I hadn’t had sex with men for over ten years, since I was a college freshman, and had pretty much determined that I was a hardcore lesbian. I never felt a desire or an attraction to men. Maybe it’s because I’m gay, and now was watching two men have sex, one sucking the other one’s dick, that somehow made me feel more comfortable with the idea, more aroused. And so I realized that, yes, I really did feel like having myself a taste of Kevin’s big cock. Once in a rare while when I had a big rubber one between my lips, I’d imagine it was a real one. Well, here I had a chance to check out the original.

“Oh, okay,” I said, coming closer as Tom gave me room. I stared right into Tom’s eyes as I wrapped my lips around Kevin’s cock, taking the immensely thick shaft in my hand. It was one thing looking at it, seeing its huge dimensions. But now, holding it, sucking it, I appreciated just how awesome it was. The last time I sucked a cock it wasn’t even hard and unloaded in my mouth in just a few seconds, not exactly a memorable experience.

“If only some of your girlfriends could see you now, huh?” Tom chuckled. I reached down and playfully spanked him. He could be such a tease! But he was right. I could think of a couple of dyke sluts who’d faint if they saw me doing what I was doing now.

“Oh yeah, suck my dick!” Kevin hissed, running his fingers through my thick, long hair.

“”Uh huh, suck it,” Tom added as he now brought his face down and began to lick the shaft as I sucked the knob, dragging his tongue along the length.

“Here, it’s your treat,” I said, backing off and letting him take over. But now I did something else. I reached down and took hold of Tom’s shaft. He looked at me, his mouth stuffed with Kevin’s dick, a little surprised. Then I brought my face down there and started sucking Tom’s cock. I wasn’t going to go down on Kevin and not go down on Tom. I even licked his balls. And that brought my face close to his butt, staring right at his asshole. That was the next target for Kevin’s cock, if Tom could manage it, that is. It’s true he’d said his wife once used to fuck him up the ass with a pretty big strap-on. But that was a long time ago. It’d been awhile, and Kevin’s thick shaft was going to be quite a challenge, as much as Tom might desire to have it buried inside him.

So he’d have to be well-prepped. I knew what that was all about. When me and some dyke slut would strap one on and fuck each other up the ass first we’d do plenty of rimming and fingering and lubing. We’d work on each other with vibrators and small dildos before burying something really good-sized up inside. So I knew what needed to be done. There I was, staring at it. Would I dare start off by licking it, licking a man’s ass? I really had something of a fetish for eating out a woman’s bottom, but a man’s? Oh well, I said to myself, I just sucked some dick, so I might as well eat some ass.

“Let’s get this ready,” I said, spreading apart Tom’s cheeks, announcing to the guys where we were all headed. I took a deep breath and then just pressed my tongue against his hole. This wasn’t that strange. A cock, now that was pretty novel to me after ten years. But an asshole? That’s one thing a man and a woman have in common. And Tom’s ass and crack were completely smooth and hairless, so the terrain was even more familiar.

“Brenda licking your ass?” I heard Kevin say in his gruff voice.

“She sure is,” Tom told him, breaking off from the cockfest.

Tom started swaying his bottom against my probing tongue. He obviously loved the attention back there. This went on for many minutes, Tom leisurely sucking on Kevin’s cock while I began to ready his ass with my tongue. Then I pulled away and went to my bedroom where I kept everything else we’d need. I opened a drawer and pulled out a jar of lubricant, a vibrator and a dildo, then returned to the guys. Tom was still down there, at the foot of the couch happily sucking away. And Kevin was all stretched out, languid and happy as his tool was getting expertly serviced. I took in the sizzling, beautiful sight from a distance, two good-looking naked men with nice, toned bodies having fun with each other. Tom was sure making up for lost time, downing that big shaft of Kevin’s like he’d just been starving for the taste of dick, which he had!

“Come and help me out,” I said to Kevin, wanting him to pay attention to Tom’s bottom.

After all, that was about to become the new playground for his thick cock. So now as Kevin got up off the couch, we positioned Tom down on it, on elbows and knees, with ass raised nice and high, exposed and vulnerable, ready to be taken. Kevin couldn’t take his eyes off Tom’s smooth, tanned bottom, reaching down to slowly fist his own dick as his eyes took in the gorgeous sight. Tom was really sticking it out, so we could peer into his crack and see his hole, already glistening a little, wet with my saliva. Kevin drilled the sight with his eyes. I knew how much he’d been longing to work that dick of his up a tight, willing asshole. And now it looked like he was going to get the chance. If Tom could manage it, that is. Which was the next part of the job.

“If Tom’s going to be able to take what you got for him, Kevin, we’re going to have to get him good and ready,” I said, unscrewing the lid to the jar of lubricant, and digging in to scoop up a big dab. I slapped the dab between Tom’s cheeks and started rubbing it around, Kevin watching with fascinated, unblinking eyes.

“Yeah, get him good and ready for this big ole thing,” I purred, reaching down with my other hand to give Kevin’s cock a feel, amazed at how comfortable I was suddenly becoming with men’s cocks.

“Hold his cheeks open for me, will you?” I told Kevin. Up to now all Kevin had done was lean back and offer up his cock to Tom’s mouth, then mine. I wanted to see Kevin manhandle Tom now. He held open Tom’s buns with his big hands as I slapped a little more lube into his crack. I didn’t want Tom to balk at the moment of truth, to want Kevin’s cock inside him but to be unable to take it. So I knew he’d have to be well-lubed and well-prepped. After all, Kevin’s cock would be a challenge for any ass, let alone one that hadn’t been reamed out for a long, long time.

I couldn’t quite get over it, amazed at myself. Here I was greasing up a man’s ass, me, a dyke!

Well, I was over the shock now and really into it. So I slid a finger inside his ass, looking at Kevin.

“Ooooh, nice and tight,” I hissed, and he was tight. “You’re gonna love it, Kevin.”

Kevin smiled, fisting his cock like a maniac as he watched me finger Tom’s lubed ass. Soon I added a second finger and when Tom sighed in pleasure and pushed back on my two probing fingers, I added a third.

“Ohhhh, yes!!!!” Tom cried out, loving the probe, pushing back eagerly against my fingers, his ass hot and getting hotter. I twisted my fingers inside him as Kevin watched. Then I pulled them out.

“Have yourself a feel,” I said, taking hold of Tom’s buns myself now, and spreading them wide.

“Yeah, dude, let me see what you got back here for me,” Kevin said, sliding two of his big fingers into Tom’s bottom as Tom looked over his shoulder back at Kevin, his eyes blazing with excitement and arousal. And my eyes were wide too as they took in the lewd sight of one guy fingering another guy’s ass. Why did the sight of men taking pleasure with each other suddenly press all my buttons? All I know is that it sure made my clit stiffen and my pussy cream.

“Let’s try this now,” I said picking up a vibrator as Kevin pulled out his fingers and I slid the vibrator in their place. Now Kevin just watched, fisting himself in a lazy trance, as I reamed out Tom’s ass some more. I’d reamed plenty of female assholes with this same vibrator, but never before had it been buried in a man’s bottom. Now while there are some dykes I know who’d completely freak out if they saw what I was doing, there are others who’d get a charge out of it, a real charge. Even dykes who’d never, ever really make it with a man still sometimes fantasize about things like topping a dude with a strap-on, or reaming him out with a vibrator.

Now I pulled out the vibrator and reached over for the jar of lubricant, handing it to Kevin.

“Add some more lube, will you?” I said, wanting Kevin to do it. Watching him dig his fingers into the jar and then work a big dab in Tom’s crack, spreading it all over his hole and then sliding his fingers back inside the slick, greased sphincter brought an extra jolt to my clit. Shit, I didn’t realize that watching one man play with another man’s ass would have quite this effect on me!

“Now how about you work this baby inside him,” I said, handing Kevin the dildo.

He slid that dildo right up Tom’s ass nice and smooth and steady as I reached down to massage his cock, thinking that cock would be next thing to be buried inside Tom’s bottom.

“Oh yeah,” I purred, leaning over and whispering into Kevin’s ear, but whispering loud enough so Tom could hear. “That cock of yours is going to feel so good inside there! Are you ready? Are you ready to fuck Tom? Are you ready to force that big, stiff shaft of yours inside him.”

Kevin looked at me, a wicked gleam in his eye.

“I’m ready alright, but you know what I’d like to do first, Brenda?
“Tell me, what?”

“I’d like to fuck you, Brenda,” he said, point blank.

“Whoa now,” I said, shaking my head. “You know I’m a pretty hardcore dyke, fellas. I don’t fuck men. You got me to fool around with you today, but getting fucked? That’s something else.”

“Aw, c’mon, Brenda,” Kevin said, a big smirk on his face. “Look at you. You got your fingers wrapped around my dick and I’d guess you like the feel of what you’re holding. And you just sucked my cock, didn’t you? I didn’t see you gag. So now about I fuck you. I mean, look at me and Tom. We’re doing stuff today we never do, and we’re not queers. So you won’t stop being a dyke just because you let me fuck you.”

“Yeah, but—” I started to protest when Tom interrupted me.

“Be a sport, Brenda, do it,” Tom now added. “Let Kevin fuck you. It’d be so cool to see him work it up your pussy, then pull it out, all warm and slick, and shove it right up my ass.”

I was in a bit of a shock, but I had to admit they had a point. I may’ve been a dyke, but here I was happily massaging a big cock which I had gladly sucked just minutes ago. So why not take it in my pussy, why not let Kevin fuck me? Plus, I’d been seeking this nasty chick, a black sex freak, a sprinter with a gorgeous slim, muscled body, who loved strapping on her big, black dildo and fucking the daylights out of me. So it’s not like I didn’t love getting fucked, though my thing was sluts with strap-ons, rather than guys.

“Oh, why not. Go ahead and fuck me, Kevin.” I said.

Big smiles lit up both of their faces.

“Here, sit down on the couch over here and let me get on top of you.”

With Kevin being as big as he was, I wanted to ride him so I could control his thrusts.

Tom moved aside as Kevin leaned back, his ten-inch cock sticking straight and stiff up like some sentinel of raw virility. I straddled him, reaching down to work it against my pussy. And then I just bore down. I could hardly believe I was doing it. It had been years since I’d been fucked by a man. And, altogether, I’d only fucked men three or four times in my whole life. Slowly I impaled myself on his cock. Damn, now that it was inside me I could really appreciate just how thick it was. It made me wonder whether Tom would actually be able to take it up his ass. But I had to admit that it sure felt good!

I looked down at Kevin, who had a big shit-eating grin on his face. And why shouldn’t he. He had convinced a confirmed dyke to let him fuck her, and a foxy one at that.

I rode him nice and smooth and easy, twisting my pelvis, squeezing the shaft with my cunt as I strained to take inch after inch inside.

“You feel pretty good, mister,” I chuckled.

“So do you, so do you,” he said, holding on to my hips and driving it up into me as I bore down on it. Tom was mesmerized, watching every move.

“Come up here, kneel up on the couch over here,” I said to Tom who scampered up to join us, his stiff dick staring us both in the eye as I kept riding Kevin. I took hold of Tom’s cock and brought it close to my mouth.

“Mmmmmh, one inside me, and one to suck on. Yum, yum!” I purred lewdly, wrapping my lips around Tom’s shaft. By normal standards, Tom was pretty nicely hung himself, though not quite a freak of nature like Kevin. Kevin had a shit-eating grin on his face, fucking me, and watching me suck Tom’s cock. I’d so often told him what a true-blue dyke I was that he obviously got a kick now seeing me get into cock in a big way. But I was going to wipe that grin off his face.

“Now about you have a taste, Kevin?” I said, holding Tom’s cock in my hand, waving it in front of Kevin’s face.

“Uh—I don’t know—that’s not really my thing,” Kevin said, trying to beg off.

But I wasn’t going to let him get off that easy.

“Oh, c’mon, look at me,” I teased. “I’m a goddamned lesbian! And look what I’m doing. I’ve fed on two cocks today and I have yours inside me. If I can do it, you can do it, Kevin. You’re not suddenly going to stop being straight just because you suck a little cock, if that’s what’s worrying you.”

I threw it right back at him. And I knew he couldn’t deny the truth of what I was saying.

Kevin hesitated a moment, looking at me, then staring at Tom’s penis, inches from his face. He shrugged, smiled a sexy smile, then took hold of Tom’s cock and wrapped his lips around it.

“Yes! Suck it!” I cried out, delighted, as I rode Kevin’s pole. Now I’d seen both the guys suck each other. Tom loved it too. His eyes were closed and he looked blissful as Kevin chewed on his shaft. I’d heard that even guys who suck dick for the first time are often good at it, instinctively knowing just what to do. They’re said to sometimes show much more skill and finesse in the art of fellatio than women who’ve been sucking cock for years. That makes sense. I rarely meet a man who eats pussy as well as even a raw female newcomer to cunnilingus.

After getting a nice dose of oral pleasure, Tom pulled away and disappeared behind us.

“Oh man, oh yeah!” Kevin sighed a moment later. “He’s licking it, licking it while I work it inside you.”

This really hit the spot for me, Tom behind us like this, working his tongue up and down Kevin’s cock as he pumped it in and out of me. And what was even better was when, suddenly, I could feel Tom’s tongue on my asshole, rimming me. That I truly loved.

“That’s it, Tom, go on! Lick my ass! Lick it while Kevin screws me with his big cock.”

I could’ve gone on like this and gotten off pretty soon, Kevin was making me feel that good. But I didn’t want to get off, not yet. I wanted to be up there at a high pitch of arousal when Kevin got to screw Tom. Then I’d get myself off.

So now I lifted myself off of Kevin’s shaft and stood up. His stiff pole was slick and shiny from having bathed in my wet pussy. And what do you think Tom did? He brought his face down and started sucking that cock again, tasting the essence of me all over it.

“Uh, huh!” I said, pressing down on the back of his head. “You love sucking on it now that it’s been inside me, don’t you?”

He bobbed his head, nodding yes, his mouth engulfing Kevin’s pussy-scented shaft.

“Okay, enough of that,” I said after watching Tom wolf Kevin down again for a few minutes. “I know another place where that dick hasn’t been yet. And you know just what I’m talking about, Tom. So get back up here and stick it out. It is time for you to get that ass of yours fucked!”

Tom eagerly scampered back up on the couch on elbows and knees and stuck it out like a slut in heat, a slut with a hot, hot ass in need of some big, big cock.

“Come on up here,” I said, urging Kevin to kneel behind Tom up on the couch. Now I dipped in my fingers for another dab of lube and worked it over the surface of Kevin’s cock, especially the tip. Taking a cock of those dimensions up an ass completely unaccustomed to it was going to be no mean feat. So careful lubrication would help pave the way. Plus I loved rubbing the slick lube all over the surface of Kevin’s cock. I’d only seen a couple of erect dicks in the flesh until now, but somehow I viewed myself as a little bit of a connoisseur of the male organ. That’s because I had something of a fetish for life-like dildos. I loved shopping for them with sluts, the two of us looking them over in adult toys stores, comparing one to the other, talking about what we “liked in a cock” before picking one or more up for the night’s play. Many of these dildos were molded from real cocks, so they were all shaped and sized differently. I liked a cock that was straight and well-defined, of pretty even thickness, and topped with a nice, bulbous head in just the right proportion to the shaft. Kevin’s cock fit the bill, and it was about as big as the biggest rubber ones we’d found in the stores. I stared at that beautiful shaft as I slowly ran my fingers all over it, adding a little more lube. Tom looked over his shoulder; he couldn’t keep his eyes off Kevin’s masterpiece either.

“Fuck time, fellas!” I purred, holding on to Kevin’s cock and bringing the tip between Tom’s cheeks, into his warm, exposed crack, wedging it against the slickened hole. Tom sighed when he felt that ultimate, magical contact he had so long craved, the contact between his hot, welcoming asshole, and this aching, insistent cock in desperate need of a warm, tight home.

I took my time just rubbing the smooth, bulbous head all over the raised ridge of Kevin’s sphincter. I loved the sight of this electric meeting ground of aroused male flesh. Kevin pushed back against it, desperate now to feel it inside, but I teased him, teased them both, as I just kept rubbing the hot cock against the lubed orifice.

“Okay, here goes,” I said, working the tip inside.

“Ah—oh my God!” Tom winced as he felt the intrusion, felt the piercing tip of Kevin’s cock forcing itself inside him, stretching the hole as it sought entry.

“Nice and slow, Kevin, nice and slow,” I said, holding on to the shaft as he pushed it in.

“Yeah, slow, go slow and easy… please,” Tom begged, reaching out with an arm to slow Kevin down.

I sure could understand it. When I had Kevin’s massively thick cock inside me I could barely contain it, and my cunt gets regular workouts care of some very special girlfriends and their toys. It’s accustomed to being filled and stretched. Not Tom’s ass, though.

The last thing Kevin wanted was for Tom to balk and beg off, pleading that he just couldn’t take it despite all his desire. So he knew he’d have to go slow and easy. And this was all new for him, fucking an ass. Kevin was sexually active and he’d dipped his dick in countless pussies. But ass was something else, something I knew more about that did Kevin, so I’d have to lead the way.

“Good, Kevin, nice and easy,” I said, guiding it in, working just a bit more of the cockhead inside, stopping, letting Tom get used to it, until I let Kevin force in yet more.

“Oh yeah, ohhhhh!!!” Tom sighed as finally, the whole cockhead was inside him now, out of sight, buried in his ass. And that sighing of Tom’s belied not discomfort but pure, raw pleasure. The tone of a voice does not lie.

I looked down at the stunning sight. It was a start, but Tom was definitely getting fucked up the ass, his sphincter monstrously dilated, wrapped around the immense girth of Kevin’s erect cock. I felt proud of myself. I knew how much both these guys wanted this, and here I was, helping to bring it about, the midwife to their male intimacy. I pulled my hand away from his penis and let Kevin take over; he knew what to do now. So I held Tom’s buns wide open as Kevin drove it inside, inch by slow inch. First he had to work it in slow and smooth, letting Tom get used to having it inside, his sphincter slowly getting accustomed to being so incredibly stretched. Then the work of serious fucking could begin.

I stared down in amazement, excited beyond belief by the torrid sight. Kevin’s cock had looked huge sticking up from his stomach. It had seemed even more immense with Tom’s lips straining to engulf it in his mouth. But now, burying itself up Tom’s ass, slick with lube, relentlessly forcing open and stretching his hole to the limits as it gained entry, that cock looked more awesomely massive than ever.

“How it’s feel, Tom? How do you like it? You’ve fisted it, you’ve sucked it, and now you’ve got Kevin’s big cock up your ass. What do you think?”

“Oh man, I love it!” Tom said, turning his head, looking over his shoulder at me, and then up at Tom. “It feels great. Your cock feels so good inside my ass, stud.”

Kevin smiled a cocky smile.

“Thanks, guy. I can say the same. Your ass feels real good, real tight.”

I loved hearing this mutual appreciation from the two guys, two men I had separately befriended and realized shared a common need, a need to fuck and be fucked. Up the ass!

“And me, fellas, don’t forget about me. I can’t tell you how much this is arousing me, seeing you two fuck like this. It’s a really incredible sight.” I said this as Kevin slowly drove more and more of his cock inside Tom. Now they started to get into a groove, a rhythm, Kevin holding on to Tom’s hips as he thrust it inside him, Tom pushing back against those thrusts, eager to take the big package Kevin had for him, eager to take as much as he could, as deep as he could. Damn, he was hot. It took him a minute to adjust, but now he was acting as though getting fucked up the ass was a part of life’s routine for him, a part he craved, desperately needed. He was grunting and sighing, bucking back against Kevin as Kevin fucked him with deep, smooth, relentless strokes. I kept holding Tom’s cheeks wide open, wanted to take in the amazing view of Kevin’s unbelievably stretched ring wrapped around Kevin’s thickness. Watching this was so hot it made me feel light-headed.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck him! Fuck him up the ass!!!” I hissed at them.

And Kevin did not disappointment, holding on to those hips, forcing his cock inside, sliding it deep into Tom’s hot, raw bottom.

“Yeah, yeah! Do it to me!” Tom shrieked, looking over his shoulder at Kevin, his eyes blazing with smoldering lust. “Bury it up my ass!!!”

“That’s right, stud, take it!” Kevin purred in his deep sexy voice as he drove it in now inch by steady inch, deeper than ever. Half the thick length was inside Tom, then three-quarters. But Kevin didn’t stop there. No, nothing was going to stop him now.

“Push back on it, let me see you take it all, every fucking inch.” Kevin said as Tom took a deep breath, biting his lip as he forced himself to face this awesome ordeal. Ten thick inches! Could he possibly take them all, every last one? I had a feeling Tom played with dildos on the sly, especially since he knew this day was coming, the day when he was going to turn over and take it from Kevin. He was too good at this to be just a completely unprepared newcomer. He’d probably worked some pretty big ones up his own butt, fantasizing about the day he’d finally take a real one. Fantasizing about today. So now, as Kevin knelt there behind him, looking down, Tom pushed back. The last couple of inches were the toughest, but Tom was determined as he pushed back with his butt like a man possessed, possessed by the wish to be filled to the absolute limits, filled with a rigid, steely, massive cock!

“Oh my God!” I gasped when, finally he had taken every inch and Kevin’s balls were now pressing against Tom’s cheeks, his cock completely out of sight, buried all way up inside Tom.

“You’re bustin’ me in half and I’m fuckin’ loving it!” Tom said to Kevin, then gazed at me. “You like it, Brenda? You like watching your buddy sliding his huge cock up my ass?

“What do you think, Tom? It’s about the raunchiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

“How about another position, Brenda?” Kevin asked. I loved these two guys. They weren’t just into each other, regarding me as no more than someone who brought them together. They loved that I was part of it. They wanted to please me, make me happy.

“Sure guys. After all, variety’s the spice of life. Pull out.”

Slowly, ever so slowly, Kevin pulled his cock out of Tom’s bottom. It was almost as exciting seeing it come out as it was watching Kevin force it in. Damn, it was amazing how much rigid male meat Kevin had managed to stuff up Tom’s ass. Finally he had it all withdrawn and sticking straight up out of Kevin’s flat stomach, I could again appreciate what an amazing specimen Kevin possessed. It made Tom’s accomplishment all the more remarkable. Tom stayed down there on elbows and knees, still sticking his butt out at us. We gazed at the sight, me and Kevin. If ever an asshole looked fucked, Tom’s did, slick and wide open, thoroughly reamed out.

“Holy shit, look at that! You should see yourself, Tom,” I stuttered.

Tom reached back to spread his cheeks, really showing off. He had become quite the nasty male slut today. I reached down to fist Kevin’s shaft a few times, slick with lube, and hot from having nested in the torrid depths of Tom’s bottom. That dick felt stiffer than ever and I knew all it wanted was to be buried up Kevin’s ass again.

“Sit down, Kevin,” I said, pointing to the couch, “and Tom, you stand up, okay?”

Kevin sat back on the couch, shaft sticking straight up, ready to have Tom impale himself on it.

“Okay, Tom, I want to see you sit on it now.”

Tom faced Kevin, straddling him and was about to lower himself when I stopped him.

“No, facing me, with your back to Kevin,” I told him. That way I could see it, see it all.

So now Tom turned around, legs wide apart, straddling Kevin and reaching down to take hold of Kevin’s cock. He brought that cock right up his own already well-fucked hole, positioning himself just right, then, with a grunt, bore down. I took a deep breath and my excitement surged again.

“Oh yeah, Tom,” I urged. “take it, take it up your horny ass!”

He did it nice and slow, showing off as he stared right at me, holding on to the shaft while pressing down, impaling himself on it. I watched in silent excitement as Kevin’s vivid cock was once again buried inside Tom.

Tom now flexed back his legs and Kevin took the cue, grabbing hold of Tom’s ankles and jackknifing those legs. This had the effect of exposing the meeting place of hot cock and stretched asshole to best effect. This was the view. I know that whenever me and my girlfriends would watch a porn flick this is the view we liked best, the view that was the hottest, the most vivid, some hot young thing sitting on another’s strap-on, impaling her cunt or her ass. This time the visual panorama strikingly displayed before my unblinking eyes was different. Tom knew just what a hot show he was putting on, impaling himself of Kevin’s cock like this. He rode that big dick now like an ass-fucked maniac, twisting his pelvis, bucking up and down. And Tom’s own cock couldn’t have been stiffer, swaying like a rigid wand as he rode the shaft.

Kevin looked over his shoulder at me, licking his lips, winking, smiling. Both these guys knew what an effect this all had on me; how much I had yearned to see them do just this.

“That is just about the nastiest, most gorgeous, most absolutely sizzling thing I’ve ever seen,” I told them, and meant it too.

“And it’s just about the best thing I’ve ever felt,” Tom said.

“I’ll second that emotion,” Kevin added.

“Up your ass, huh, Tom? Up your fucking ass!” I whispered in a trance.

“That’s right, Brenda, that’s just where it’s buried.”

Now I had to get close to the action, real close.

So I knelt by the couch, right in front of them. What I saw was this: First, down below, Kevin’s big balls. Leading up from them, Tom’s thick shaft rising up the point where it was being grasped by the vividly stretched ring of Tom’s asshole. Above that, Tom’s own hard pair of nuts. And above those balls, Tom’s dick rising hard and straight.

I couldn’t just kneel there and watch. I needed to get closer, I needed to feed on all that luscious male meat, to taste it.

I started with Kevin’s balls, running my tongue over the rough skin of his scrotum, gently sucking on each nut. Then I dragged my tongue upwards from the base of his shaft until it met the ring. I stayed at that place, licking this magic spot where my tongue could at once tongue Kevin’s shaft and Tom’s dilated sphincter. My own pussy was literally dripping by now, and I brought a hand between my legs. My cunt was alive, my clit engorged. I fingered that nub of a clit, pleasure central, as I licked away. Finally my tongue moved upward still, to Tom’s balls, licking them, sucking them. And after that, the end of the journey, Tom’s cock, which I slowly licked before taking it in my mouth.

Damn, if you had told me a few days that I’d be doing this, sucking a man’s cock and planning to suck it until he came in my mouth, I would’ve told you were dreaming the impossible. But that’s just what I was doing. I was going to suck Tom off while he took it up the ass. By the look Kevin had in his eyes, the way his muscles were strained, his face reddened, I knew that he was close to climaxing too.

And me? A few more flickers of a finger could get me off to a volcanic orgasm. I knew myself well enough to know that.

As I sucked Tom’s cock I could hear his breaths come faster and faster, his sighing deeper. Only once before had a man, or, actually a teenager, shot off in my mouth and that one time was definitely not a pleasant experience for me. But this time, now, there was nothing I wanted more than to have my mouth filled with Tom’s cum as he unloaded. Kevin was groaning loudly too and I knew that he, too, was close. Then I felt Tom’s cock throb and a moment later jet after jet of hot thick semen shot into my mouth. My brain was feverish with amazement. Me, a dyke, her lips wrapped around a cock, her mouth filled with male essence, happily swallowing it, gulping it down! And then, seconds later, a loud grunt followed by Kevin’s whole body quivering. And I knew at that moment that he, too, had unloaded. Unloaded deep inside Tom. That was the signal for the final finger flicker as I got myself off to what must have been the most electrifying orgasm I’d ever experience, my body shaking from the intensity of the sensations, nearly collapsing.

Finally, it was over. I pulled my mouth away as the two guys looked at me, no doubt seeing droplets of cum dripping from the corners of my lips. Tom’s cock was softening, and so was Kevin’s until, finally, Tom lifted himself up and collapsed on the couch next to Kevin. I stayed there kneeling by the couch, reaching up to take hold of the two cocks, still meaty, but no longer rigidly steely.

“Hope you both enjoyed yourselves, guys,” I purred.

The deep smile of satisfaction on both their faces was all the answer I needed.