Throughout this process, of course Jeff was growing up, with all those interesting issues that I had never really contemplated being so closely involved with. And here I had thought that living through an affair with his father had been complicated.
Jeff increasingly kissed me longer and longer in front of his dad, and increasingly slipped me his tongue, almost as quick and as deep as he could get it in, especially after he got away with it the first time.
My encounters with my husband's (yes, we got married) son kept increasing, so I finally decided I really should talk a bit more with Michael about the whole situation.
I would never really have imagined that I would fall in love with a white man, let alone a married white man. But there I was, and there he was, leading to a messy divorce, his kid to try to explain things to, and a new road ahead.
I was sore everywhere I could imagine, as the blindfold was taken off and I got to see my three captors, since I was still tied up. It was a bit blurry at first, with cum still in and around my eyes from Rod and Jamal earlier.
And with that he pulled out his dick and started pissing in the empty glass, as my mouth dropped until I gained my composure and looked at Markus. "I may know more about you than you might think. Don't be embarrassed. I'm sure you'll like it."
I still didn't even know the name of this guy who had already drained me, and had started eating my ass. All I knew was that his big dick had lured me to his apartment, where I was now naked and lying face down on his bed, already close to cumming again as he fucked my hole with his tongue.
William and I kept on our regular schedule, with Markus there like clockwork, even though I still hadn't managed to take his entire dick up my ass, as he and William exchanged regular greetings in and around my training.
The whole experience seemed a bit odd to me: all of us stark naked throughout the day, sometimes hard, sometimes soft, talking of sex, of work, taking occasional dips in the lake and just hanging out.
There was an older white man there, who looked at me and smiled, almost as soon as I lined up to the urinal. He was attractive enough, but then he backed up and took my breath away. I didn't quite believe my eyes, and knew I needed to head off since it was getting late, so I looked one more time and headed out. The man's dick looked like it was two hand length's long, soft.
I finally gave up trying to sleep, studied a bit, and headed off to classes, with thoughts of James never far from my mind. I couldn't even remember the last time I had seen him during the day, as I kept going from wonder to worry about whether he would meet me again the next morning, alone, with Michael, or who knew what.
I took the plunge, fell to my knees, and felt his bulge. It was pretty clear he wasn't wearing any underwear. Damn. Another thick dick, making me go through my day's adventures, at the same time I thought of accomplishing the goal Adrian had given me.
Dumping his first load seemed to loosen him up even more, as he continued thrusting in and out, nibbling on my neck every now and then as he did. Way sooner than I would have imagined, he was ready to cum again, and told me to ask him to breed me.
William knew I was always horny, and he continued to keep his distance as we met at the gym and he trained me, despite our continuing to play almost daily at work.
James came in the tent and sat down next to Tony, who seemed to be just quietly enjoying the whole scene while the two of them talked. The other guys gradually filtered out to the fire and morning coffee, with occasional encouragement from mostly Tony to make sure they were satisfied with their morning runs.
I woke up at one point to find him snuggled up behind me, which I found oddly comforting. I rolled in towards him, and looked at his face in the dim light of the snowy night.
I took a couple of deep breaths and walked the short distance across the meadow to the tent opening. Luckily I was able to identify at least Tony, and I leaned down to kiss him as I quietly asked if I could please slide in his bag with him, surprising myself at how much I still wanted even more sex.
I was walking close to Grand Central one evening when I passed a gorgeous black guy, who just happened to smile at me. My heart almost missed a beat. His smile was even more beautiful, and he stopped and turned, as did I.
I was a graduate student in Tokyo. Takahiro was a young salaryman. We met through some religious functions. He was a bit overly flirtly with the women, as far as I could tell, and a fair bit more outgoing than the other Japanese people I had met so far.
I must have passed out with either exhaustion or relief once Clay and Ron left. As I was sleeping, I felt like I was deep in sleep, dreaming that James had come back to check on me, and snuggled up behind me.
I covered myself with the sheet on the bed. I had been naked for so long, and had been fucked so many times already. Plus I was sensitive that I must have been in the worst shape of anyone there, and I was trying to figure out what that meant.
James told Brett he at least needed to peel his clothes off before heading out with James, as Brett started stripping off. James turned to me: "You're surprised he's here, aren't you? And don't forget you have to be honest with me."
James kissed me again. "You're not much of an aggressive bottom, so I'll give you credit for what you've told me so far. I trust Tony a lot, so I have to believe him when he tells me you should be worth the effort. And I'm fine with other guys fucking you, but only if you always let me know.
I thought I woke up because James' beautiful dickhead was touching my lips, but then I became aware that Brent was deep inside me. In fact, I probably woke up because of some little sniff from some little brown bottle that James had, as he introduced me to poppers: "Just a little, baby. Damn. I might actually be smitten with you."
There I was, stripped and naked in front of Brent, the first guy I had ever sucked, and Elmer, now my daddy, kneeling between the legs of James, in the back of a camper headed off for a weekend camping trip with Elmer, his three sons, and Brett, who I would learn later had been picked up along the way.
Thurday evening after work we met to head off camping. We were all going in Tony's camper, with what I would learn was a 4-person tent thrown in. Tony seemed to be arranging things until the last minute, when he decided that his three boys would drive the camper, and the other four of us would ride inside the camper.
Bruce motioned to me, and I started undressing Amir, who spent most of his time kissing Bruce, blubbering back as much as Amir, seemingly repeating any number of things they both had just said on the phone.
Tony was clearly waiting for me, and as soon as he could tell I had finally figured it out, he made his next move. He had already started wearing a speedo, together with a t-shirt, about as often as his old-style swimming suit. I did finally figure out it was so he could get his beautiful huge dick out easier.
Markus' dick had to be at least 11" long, with huge low hanging balls to boot, and it almost seemed like naturally no pubic hair, or hair anywhere other than on his head, and a bit under his arms.
I have a naive young man here who has no idea how much of a top he is. And another who's almost dying to be a bottom, with a fair bit of dripping cum to prove it already.