First Snow

The thrill of the season's first big snowstorm flickered out with the lights when the power to our rental cabin went out. Tanya found candles in the kitchen while James and Mark carried in enough firewood to keep us warm until spring. As logs crackled and popped, the tiny space heated up to tropical temperatures. "If it gets any hotter in here, I'm getting naked," James joked.

"Tease," I said, still frustrated that he invited Mark and Tanya to join us for a weekend away. I wanted a weekend of hot, raw sex with my boyfriend, not a weekend of hanging with friends.

"Don't tempt me," he said, flashing that devilish grin that hooked me in the first place.

"I dare you," I said, calling his bluff. Maybe there was still hope for this weekend. With the three of us cheering him on, James stripped off his shirt and jeans. Cuddling next to him, I smiled at the way his skin glistened in the warm glow of candles and the fireplace. "You're crazy, you know that?"

"Just makes it my turn," he said, staring me down. "What's it going to be, Kelly? Truth or dare?"

"No shit!" Tanya squealed. "I haven't played that since I was in junior high. Do me!"

"No, he said me," I insisted, returning his stare. After six months of dating seriously, I knew James had a wild streak, but how wild was he will to get? "Dare."

James shrugged. "You look hot, too. I dare you to get down to your underwear, too."

Mark laughed. "Good one, dude!" They gave each other high fives across the space between our couches. Best friends, Mark and James had a history together and it didn't take much to guess they wanted to see all of us naked. Two dares later had Mark and his girlfriend in their underwear, too, and I'll admit to enjoying the scenery of Mark as much as Mark and James seemed to be enjoying the scenery of Tanya and me in bra and panties. That's when things took an interesting turn. On Mark's turn, he picked James. "Truth or dare, dude."

"Really?" Tanya asked. "You're picking him and not one of us? Isn't that a little gay?"

"Maybe he IS a little gay," James suggested, laughing. "Anything wrong with that?"

"Fuck, I don't care," she said, flipping her hair over her shoulder, showing off her tits. "I like dick. I think everyone should." We all laughed, but there was something about the way James came to Mark's defense that made me curious. Was there more to my boyfriend than I had guessed?

Mark took his ribbing with a smile, but I could tell he looked frustrated and revenge is a dish best served as cold as the wind blowing outside our cabin. James tried playing it safe picking a Truth, but Mark was ready for him. "If you were stranded on a desert island with another dude and your only two choices were to either keep pulling it yourself or getting it on with him, and he was willing to do it, would you do him?"

All eyes were on James. The fire popped loudly before he answered me, "If I tell the truth, is it going to freak you out?"

"It might turn me on," I said, giggling.

"I think it's hot for a guy to go both ways," Tanya said without being asked. Was she just saying that or did she mean it?

"Fine. I would do it with him," James said and his answer drew cheers, even from Mark. James picked Tanya as his victim and when she asked for a Truth, he asked the question I wanted answered, too. "Why does the idea of two guys getting it on really get to you?"

She squirmed before answering. "Why not? Guys think it's hot when a chick goes both ways. It's the same thing, right? I'd share Mark with another dude before I'd share him with another chick."

Everyone stuck with Truths and the idea of guy-on-guy sex was explored deeper and deeper. I'll admit it, the more we talked about it, the more excited I got. Neither guy backed away from answering questions like "Have you ever checked out another guy's junk." And I told the truth when James asked, "Was I getting excited." I was and when he looked pleased, I risked pushing things too far when I asked him, "Have you ever sucked off another man?"

He hesitated and even in the glow of the candles and firelight, I could tell he was blushing. "Maybe I should have picked dare," he dodged.

"Careful," I warned. "Maybe I'll dare you to suck off Mark."

"Oh fuck,," Tanya murmured, squirming with a hand between her legs. "Do it," she said. "Dare him to suck off Mark."

"Whoa, don't I get a say in this?" Mark protested.

"What the fuck do you care? A blow job is a blow job, right?" Tanya said. Mark still looked unconvinced, but she had a fix for that, too. Pulling him closer, she kissed him deeply. As their bodies melted together, her hand moved up his thigh. When Mark's caressed her breast through her bra, she didn't stop him. Instead, she moved her hand between his legs, rubbing the bulge inside his boxer briefs before sliding her hand inside his shorts. I slipped my hand between James' legs, finding him as hard as I was wet.

"You know I'm going to dare you to suck him," I cooed in his ear, feeling his cock jump beneath my hand.

"Only if he brings it over here," he said, his last act of defiance. It didn't matter, it was time for the real truth to come out.

I have to give credit to Tanya, she had Mark worked into a frenzy. "Let him do it," she told her boyfriend. "I want to see it." There was a wild, needful glaze in his eyes as he had moved past having the will to refuse. When he stood, his girlfriend tugged off his shorts. Naked and hard, he crossed in front of us, rubbing his hard cock.

"Don't worry, dude. I'm never telling anyone about this," he said, moving his hands out of the way and letting his hard cock bob up and down right at eye level for us.

James kissed me, blocking my view of Mark's hard cock, but when he pulled away, I saw his hand touching that long, firm length of man-meat. With a cock as big as James' cock, Mark's curved a bit to the left, or maybe it was an optical illusion from the way James stroked him. I don't know. I didn't care. My attention was watching my boyfriend leaning over, opening his mouth, a drawing that other man's hard prick between his lips!

"Oh fuck that's hot!" I said, passion surging through me. I was wet, but this pushed me into the stratosphere. I didn't have enough hands for everything I wanted to do at once. Forcing myself to focus, I worked James's boxer briefs off his body, exposing his hard cock to my touch. I wanted to see his hard, aching, cock. His pricked looked as needful as the cock inside his mouth. Once I had him naked, I took a moment to get naked, too.

"Feel," I told James, pulling his hand between my legs. His fingers split my pussy lips, sliding inside, and finding me as wet and needful as he felt hard and needful. I heard him moan. Was it from touching me or from feeling that big dick between his lips? Did it matter?

Tanya moved next to Mark. She was naked, too. She wrapped an arm around her boyfriend, pulling his lips to hers. With eager lips, Mark kissed her and groped her naked body. His hands found her bare breasts, found hard nipples, and rocked them between fingers and thumbs as she moaned inside his mouth. She pulled away long enough to tell him, "It doesn't count unless you cum in his mouth."

James made a moaning sound. I wasn't sure what it meant, was he afraid of getting a cumshot or did he want it? I pressed closer to him, kissing his cheek and feeling Mark's cock sliding in and out of his mouth. Fuck that was so hot! "Do it, baby," I told him. "Eat that cum for me."

James nodded and bobbed his head up and down with greater urgency. I heard Mark moan and guessed he was too excited to hold back. "Do it," Tanya coaxed him. "Cum in his faggot mouth"

I wasn't sure how I felt about her calling my boyfriend a faggot until I felt the way James's cock throbbed in my hand. "You like that, don't you?" I asked. Between head bops, he nodded. "You like being a faggot for us, don't you?" I asked and heard him moan. "A fucking, cumslut faggot! Do it, fag-boy. Suck that cock for us!" I would have said more, except I lost the ability to speak as my orgasm began.

As I came, I heard Mark moan. I saw the way his hips thrust and twitched involuntarily and knew what it meant. He was cumming. He was cumming inside my boyfriend's mouth and James was taking all of it! I felt my orgasm peak and stay there, rocking my world in a strange, new way I had never experienced.

Panting and weak-kneed, Mark pulled away, his spent cock glistening from its time spent inside my boyfriend's mouth. I tugged on James's hard cock, feeling it swelled need. "Kiss me," he said, pressing his lips against mine. As I tasted the salty semen remaining from Mark's orgasm, my pussy clenching again with another orgasm. That was when I I felt the warm wetness of James's semen as it landed back on my stroking fingers and hand.

Pulling my hand up to my face, I licked at a stray rivulet of his milky cream. He flashed me another devilish grin before his tongue scooped up a second rivulet from between my fingers. Together, we licked my hand clean before I bent into his lap to take care of the rest myself. We kissed again when I was done.

"Now then, who's turn is it?" James asked. "Because I think I have a fantasy of my own that involves two girls."