Four Friends Ch. 02

Suddenly Charlie wriggled out from under me, got up and left without a word. Was he miffed because I hadn't been paying enough attention to him? I waited, but he didn't come back. Bruce and Lloyd were doing just fine without me, so I got up and went looking for him.

He was standing in the kitchen with a drink. I looked at his big body, his rounded stomach covered with hair, a nice bulge in his white jockeys. I went up to him and put a hand on his shoulder.

"You okay?"

His laugh was short. "I guess."

I looked into his eyes. "Charlie, tell me the truth. Should we call this whole thing off?"

He stared, then shook off my hand and went into the living area. I sat on the couch next to him. I wasn't going to let this go.

"Talk to me."

"You guys didn't have to include me."

"We wanted to."

He shook his head. "I'm not as stupid as you all think. I've always known Lloyd fucked around. It's okay. I mean, he's hot, and I'm not. I know I'm lucky to have him."

He took another swallow. I noticed his hand was trembling. "If you don't want to do anything with me, fine. I'll just go home and wait for you all."

So that was what was bothering him. I blushed with shame, because he hadn't been that far from the truth. I grasped his arm.

"Charlie, that's not true. You're a great looking guy."

He snorted again. "Yeah? You weren't exactly all over me back there."

I shook my head. "I'm sorry. This is a little hard for me too. There's Bruce, getting turned on by Lloyd. I didn't expect to feel this way but I'm a little jealous."

To my surprise Charlie smiled. "Lloyd can turn anyone on. Take it from me."

I put my hand on his knee and began to massage it. "Why don't we give them a little competition?"

He looked at me. I saw the pain and confusion in his eyes. "You really want to?"

I leaned forward and kissed him, and kissed him again, licking his mustache. The stubble on his chin scratched my skin, getting me hotter. I felt him responding. Very soon we were in each other's arms, our lips and tongues devouring one another. I reached into his underwear, grasped his hard cock and stroked it. His precum slickened my palm.

We broke apart. "Let's go back to the bedroom," I said, taking his hand. "But first, stand up."

He obeyed. I pushed his briefs down his thighs and made him step out of them. "Now we're ready." I tossed the underwear over my shoulder, not caring where it landed. Charlie smiled.

When we walked into the bedroom Bruce and Lloyd weren't doing anything, just lying on the bed. They looked up.

"Finished already, guys?" I asked.

Lloyd shook his head. "We were about to come looking for you all. Charlie, are you all right?"

I was relieved to see Lloyd's partner nod.

"I'm just fine." He turned to me. "Gene and I were just warming up a little out there."

"That's right." I sat on the end of the second bed. "Now we're ready for the main event, right, Charlie?"

Charlie knelt in front of me. "Damn right." The next moment hot wet pleasure engulfed me as he took my cock into his mouth. I ran my hands through his thick wavy hair as he set to work in earnest.

"Mm, yeah, suck that cock."

I shot a glance at the two on the other bed. Lloyd looked surprised but pleased. Bruce's expression wasn't so easy to read. As I gazed at him our eyes met. Bruce put a hand up to Lloyd's head and drew his face down toward him. The wet smacking sounds of their kiss mingled with the sounds of Charlie's mouth on my cock.

Confusion surged through me again. Wasn't this what we wanted, the four of us sharing our bodies the way we shared everything else? I felt excited and jealous, but most of all, turned on beyond belief. My cock grew even harder inside Charlie's mouth.

"How'd you like that thing crammed up your ass?" I said to him. He nodded, making muffled sounds of assent before he let my cock go.

"Let me ride it."

"Why don't you guys join us?" I looked at Lloyd, who was gesturing to the spot next to him and Bruce on the other king bed.

"Okay." I got up and lay down next to Bruce, who smiled at me.

"How are you doing?" I asked him. He shrugged.

"All right. You seem to be having fun," he added, reaching over and squeezing my cock. I felt a little relieved and gave him a quick kiss.

"Bruce, I'd love to fuck you," Lloyd said.

Bruce looked at me. I nodded. "Go for it."

"You heard the man," he said to Lloyd, who grinned and reached for a condom and lube. Meanwhile Charlie had placed a rubber on my hardon and straddled my body. I looked up into his face and nodded encouragement. I felt the head of my cock pressing at his flesh as he squatted down on it. The next moment I cried out as I felt warm, squeezing heat. Charlie grimaced and sucked in his breath.

"It's okay, take your time," I said.

"Oh, shit," Bruce grunted, his legs in the air. Lloyd had just slid his cock into him. As he bent toward Bruce's face I reached out and gave his cheek a pat. He turned and smiled at me. "Your honey's hole is something, Gene. Damn hot and tight."

"Doesn't get used nearly enough," I said. Bruce snorted, trying to look as disdainful as he could with Lloyd's seven hard inches jammed up his ass.

"Ummph!" Charlie had without warning lowered his body and taken all of me into him, his butt cheeks pressed against my pubic bone. He grinned at me and nodded. "Like that?"

"Uh huh." I held on to his hips as he began to ride me, thrusting up to meet his downward strokes. Charlie leaned back, enjoying the feel of my cock nudging his prostate.

The bed shook as Lloyd began to drill Bruce's hole. "Feels like an earthquake," I said.

"You're telling me," my lover replied, his arms around Lloyd's neck. I turned my head and whispered in his ear.

"Watching you take it is so fucking hot."

I just had time to see his surprised smile, before a hand turned my head away and I felt Charlie's warm breath on my face.

"No secrets," he said, and pressed his lips to mine. Our tongues tangled as he tightened his ass muscles around my cock. I thrust my hips upward into him. In moments the fire rose inside my belly. Still I wanted to see more. I let go of Charlie's mouth and turned my eyes toward the action on my right. Lloyd's pelvis was working like the well-oiled machine it was, delivering cock in steady thrusts to Bruce's asshole. My partner was panting softly, his mouth hanging open, eyes glassy with pleasure as he stroked his rod, slick with precum.

Lloyd smiled at Bruce, and bent toward him. They kissed and I watched their tongues wrestle. After a moment Bruce broke away and turned toward me, his mouth seeking out mine. Our mouths devoured each other as his strokes increased in speed, his hand becoming a blur. A moment later his lips vibrated against mine with muffled cries. He released me with a triumphant "Fuck yeah!" as cum shot in white jets onto his heaving stomach.

Above us Charlie and Lloyd were kissing now, one beating off and the other fucking as if there were no tomorrow. They broke apart and Charlie threw his head back, crying, "Oh, oh!" as the first blast of spunk from his rod hit my chin. Lloyd's and my voices joined the chorus of shouts and groans as our cocks delivered their last thrusts, then their loads into the rubbers buried in the assholes of our partners.

Gradually the animal noises we were making subsided to gasps. I caught Lloyd's eye. He smiled, his chest still rising and falling rapidly.

"Great timing," he said. "All of us almost at the same time."

"That was awesome," Charlie said. "Thanks, Gene."

"Welcome," I said. I turned to my lover at my side. "How're you doing?"

"Fine," said Bruce. I looked him over, still bent double under Lloyd's body, legs in the air, his hairy chest splattered with his cum. On a impulse I did something I hadn't done in a long time, if I ever had. I leaned over him and began to lick his spunk off his skin.

"What are you doing?" Bruce asked, surprised.

"Eating your cum," I said. It wasn't too bad, kind of thick and salty.

"You've never done that."

"Yeah, well, it's a night for trying new things, right, guys?"

"Right, Gene," Lloyd said, pulling his hips back. His cock emerged from Bruce's hole, just beginning to soften, encased in the glistening rubber, the end of which was ballooning with white liquid. Lloyd got up off the bed, releasing Bruce, and walked into the bathroom. A moment later we heard the sound of running water.

Charlie hoisted his body off of mine. "Whoa boy," he exclaimed as my cock popped out of his hole. My rubber was pretty full too. I pulled on the end, trying to get it off.

"Here, let me." Bruce sat up and took my cock in his hand, working at the bottom of the sheath, coaxing it up my shaft. Of course he knew the best way to do it. When he had gotten it off he offered it to me. I recoiled.

"What do you want me to do with that?"

There was a strange expression on Bruce's face. "Feed it to me."

"What?"

"In my mouth. You ate me, I want to eat you too." He paused, then added, "I want what you gave Lloyd. C'mon." He lay back on the bed and opened his mouth, his eyes still on me.

It made a kind of weird sense. I took the used rubber, sat up and upended it over my lover's face. It was floppy and greasy and it took a minute, but finally cum began to drip onto his tongue. Bruce's eyes closed, but he kept his mouth open until I had gotten as much of my sperm out as I could. I saw his throat move as he swallowed my load.

I was seeing a side of Bruce I had never seen before. I didn't know what to think. I shot a glance at Charlie. His eyes were wide, staring at Bruce. He looked appalled. I guess he wasn't into cum eating.

As I finished emptying the rubber into Bruce's mouth Lloyd emerged from the bathroom. He blinked, then spoke with perfect composure.

"Well, Bruce, I should have saved you mine."

Bruce said, "That's okay. I really wanted Gene's."

"Swapping sperm, how sweet," Lloyd said. I looked sharply at him, but there was no trace of mockery either in his face or his voice. "Charlie and I aren't really into, ah, protein consumption, right, Charlie?"

"No way," Charlie said, lying on the other bed. He smiled, shyly. "I am kind of hungry, though."

"You know," Lloyd said, "I was just thinking the same thing myself. Where's that room service menu? They have great chocolate cake here." He looked at me. "You might want to get rid of that before the waiter gets here." I was still holding the shriveled condom I had emptied down Bruce's throat.

Half an hour later we were sitting around in the outer room of the suite, still naked, noshing on chocolate cake, which was as good as Lloyd said it would be, and washing it down with cups of decaf, or in Lloyd's case, a snifter of cognac.

"This is fun, isn't it?" Lloyd said at one point.

I thought about it, and found myself agreeing. Despite the adult activity we had indulged in, there was an innocence about our gathering, as if we were at summer camp or something. We were talking and laughing again like the friends we were. No telling whether the good feeling was going to last, but for the moment I decided to relax and enjoy it.

As we got ready for bed Bruce took out his sound machine, put it on the table between the beds, and set it going. Soft ocean noises filled the room.

"This will really help in case anyone besides Gene snores."

"Just for that," I said, "I'm sleeping with Charlie tonight." I had meant it as a joke, but then I saw his look of gratitude. Heck, why not. It seemed I had cast myself in the role of his mentor in this new venture.

In the middle of the night my eyes flew open. The first place I looked was at the clock nearby. Its glowing red digits told me it was almost three a.m.

I often found it hard to sleep the first night away from home, so in a way I wasn't surprised. This time, though, something had awakened me.

It hadn't been Charlie. His big body was turned away from mine and his even breathing told me he was asleep. The sound had come from the other bed, where Lloyd and Bruce were bunked down together.

The sound machine was putting forth its artificial ocean wave noises, but I was hearing other sounds too, rustling sheets and heavy breathing, mixed with an occasional stifled groan.

I stared across at the other bed until my eyes began to see shadowy shapes in the almost total darkness. Bruce and Lloyd were both turned away, facing the window, Lloyd nearer to me. I saw how close Lloyd was to Bruce's body, his head next to Bruce's, one arm around his chest. I saw how his hips were moving under the covers.

A soft whisper reached my ears over the noise of the waves.

"Mmm, hot ass. Oh yeah."

I stiffened, trying not to make any noise that would betray me. I was wide awake and my heart was pounding. Pure, jealous rage shot through me like a flame. How could they be doing this? We'd promised each other that there would be no secrets this weekend.

We'd also promised there would be no jealousy. Well, easier said than done.

Lloyd's hips moved faster and faster, and his breathing quickened along with his body. In a few moments I heard gasps echoing across the room. In the throes of orgasm Lloyd had forgotten to keep it down.

Gradually the sounds subsided. At last I saw Bruce turn around and face Lloyd. I heard soft smacking noises as they kissed, and whispered good nights. A few minutes later their even breathing told me they were asleep.

I wasn't asleep. My body heaved with silent sobs. Tears ran down my face and soaked into the sheet beneath me. I felt utterly miserable and alone.

I jumped as a hand touched my shoulder.

"Gene?" I heard Charlie whisper. "Are you all right?"

I nodded as I wiped the tears from my face and tried to regain my composure. "Yeah, I... think I was having a bad dream, or something," I whispered back.

"Don't be angry at Bruce. Lloyd just can't keep his paws off any good-looking guy."

So he'd seen what was going on too.

"We have plenty of time to get even before the weekend's over," Charlie said.

I was so surprised I stopped crying. I turned and faced him. "Charlie, what are you talking about?"

Even in the dark I could see Charlie's teeth flash as he smiled. "Lloyd's crazy about Bruce's dick, but he's afraid to take anything that big up his ass. I think we should make him, don't you?"

I began to chuckle, my anger and hurt forgotten. "I like the way you're thinking."

"It's three against one. You and Bruce can take turns plowing him until he begs for mercy."

By now laughter was hiccuping through the last of my sobs. "Charlie Robbins, you're as evil as your honey."

"Shh, don't wake them up. We can make plans tomorrow morning." He touched my cheek. "Thanks again for tonight, Gene. You were great."

We hugged each other. "Don't mention it. Sweet dreams."

He turned away and in a few moments was fast asleep. The last thing I remember hearing before I nodded off myself was his soft snoring.

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