Consequences Pt. 20

It was a sloppy kiss. I kissed her back, my cock finally getting hard again.

We were trading tongue when I felt something soft yet hard press against my cheek. I pulled away and realized it was Mal's cock! Jen had pulled him so close his cock head pressed against my cheek.

"Go down on him Mike," Jen said to me, her eyes wide and smiling excitedly. She kissed me again. A moment later I felt Mal's cockhead pressing against the side of our lips as we kissed.

Jen moved her lips to my ear. "I want you to," she whispered huskily. She laced her fingers into my hair. She pushed my head forward towards Mal.

I felt Mal's cockhead pressing against my lips. "Suck me off Mike," Mal said, looking down at me and grinning.

"Open your mouth baby," Jen urged me. She reached down and stroked my cock. I was rock hard. Then I felt her other hand on my ass. She lightly scrapped her fingernail across my sandbar and asshole.

Jen didn't often touch me there. I gasped at the sudden pleasure. As my lips opened, Mal pushed his cock into my mouth.

My mouth. Mal's cock was in my mouth.

I looked up at Mal. He was grinning at me, a triumphant smirk on his movie star face.

I tried to pull away but Jen was holding the back of my head again. She pushed my head forward, towards Mal. And I felt Mal thrust into me.

He was fucking my mouth.

I felt Mal's powerful hands clamp like a vise behind my head, replacing Jen's. He took long slow strokes, pushing balls deep down into my mouth and down my throat. I struggled and pushed against him but his muscular thighs felt like hard granite. Mal moaned, "Yeah Mike, feels good, caress my legs as I fuck your mouth."

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Jen urgently fingering herself as she watched Mal fuck my face. As she watched Mal rob me of my manhood.

Jen moved her lips close to mine. She licked Mal's cock as he fucked my face. With one hand she stroked my rock hard cock, with the other she fingered herself.

"I'm getting close," Mal groaned.

"Cum on his face," Jen urged Mal. I frantically tried to pull away but Mal held me tight. "Please do this for me," Jen said urgently to me, her voice lust-filled and pleading. I glanced over. I'd never seen her so turned on.

That took the fight out of me. I was drunk and stoned, confused, dizzy, not sure what was happening. I let it happen, I let Mal fuck my face, let him ram his cock down my throat. Jen continued licking his shaft and balls, stroking me, fingering herself.

I felt Mal's cock twitch in my mouth. It was a warning, but I couldn't do anything about it. In one motion he pulled out and cum erupted from his cock, splattering my face.

Then two things happened. Jen's body convulsed as she orgasmed. And my body spasmed and jerked as I came too.

Mal had barely stopped cumming when Jen's lips and tongue were all over my face. She licked my face clean of Mal's cum.

I staggered to my feet. What had just happened? I'd blown another man. What had I become? What did Jen think of me?

I hurriedly put my clothes back on. Jen hurried to me and wiped my face with a towel.

I grabbed the towel and angrily threw it aside. I was furious, hurt and confused. "I'm leaving!" I told her. "Are you staying or coming with me?"

Jen looked back at the guys. Artie and Jay were still rock hard, and Mal was already getting hard again. "I can't leave them like this," she said.

I gave her a WTF look! "You're picking them over me?!" I said incredulously.

"You wanted this," Jen told me.

"Not that!" I protested, referring to what had just happened.

"This isn't all about you Mike," she said, squeezing my hand to take the sting out of her words. "Sometimes YOU have to make MY fantasies come true."

"I can't believe you just did that to me," I said still confused.

She leaned in and melted into me. "One last crazy weekend, remember?" she said hugging me. "Don't be upset honey. You know I've always wanted to do that."

"Jen ..." I said confused and hurt.

She rubbed my chest. "Maybe you should go. I'll meet you back in our room."

"You're picking them over me?" I said. I knew I sounded like a pathetic wimp and hated myself for it.

"I'm not picking them over you," she assured me. She looked back at the 3 guys. They were all rock hard and eyeing her hungrily. "I just need to take care of them."

"Jen ..." I said helplessly.

She took my arm and moved me to the door. "I knew this would be too much for you," she said. "I'll meet you back in the room. You brought the condoms right?"

Feeling numb, I reached into my pocket and pulled out the condoms.

"Thanks honey," she said taking them from me. She opened the door, being careful to stay behind it so people in the hall couldn't see her naked body. "I'll see you later okay?" Then she closed the door in my face.

I stood there dumbly for long moments, feeling stunned and confused. Through the door I heard laughter. Were they laughing at me? Was Jen laughing at me?

Of course they were laughing at me. I was shaved bare. I had a small penis like a young boy. I'd sucked Mal off. He'd cum all over my face. And I'd cum. I'd cum sucking another man off.

I was a pathetic joke. Of course Jen was laughing at me. How could she have any respect for me? She was in there with REAL men. I was barely a man. I didn't know who I was any more.

I finally stumbled away from the door. I walked down the hallway, not knowing where I was going. I was a swirl of emotions. Lust, heartache, jealously, loneliness, confusion. I loathed myself. If there was a bridge I would have jumped off.

I didn't know what to do, where to go. My whole life was in that room. I'd left her there with 3 other men. And she was laughing at me. She was breaking my heart.

I ran into something. Something big and black. It was like running into a brick wall. It took me a moment to recognize what it was. Who it was.

"Darren," I said finally recognizing the black man. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Allie dragged me here for Colin's party tomorrow," Darren said. He looked at my face. "Come on, you look like you can use a drink."

At that moment Colonel Banks, Director of CATF, was in a meeting with the Secretary of Homeland Security, the Director of the FBI, and the head of the NSA.

"Tell me where we stand with Liberty," Secretary Taylor ordered.

"Liberty is working perfectly," the NSA director said. "Data collection is underway. We're feeding the data into our terrorist detection algorithms. Liberty's already identified a number of promising leads of terrorist cells operating in the United States."

"Mr. Secretary, I want to renew my objections to Liberty," the FBI Director said. "Liberty is illegally gathering private information on US citizens. I insist we discontinue Liberty until we brief the Senate oversight committee."

"Didn't you hear me?" the NSA director said looking incredulous. "Liberty's helping us uncover terrorists operating in the United States. In the United States! We can't turn it off. And we can't go to Congress. Those fucking liberals will never let us use Liberty."

"That's my point," the FBI Director said. "Liberty is illegal. We can't spy on American citizens to fight terrorism. Let me remind you, our President is one of those "fucking" liberals."

"We have the President's approval to proceed, for now," Secretary Taylor reminded the men, shutting down the debate. He turned to Colonel Banks. "What's the status of that rogue software programmer, what's his name? Andrews?"

"Mike Andrews sir," Colonel Banks said. "So far he hasn't done anything."

"But he's hacked into Sapphire multiple times," the NSA director said having read the reports. "We should have arrested Andrews a long time ago. Sapphire is critical to national security, we can't risk sabotage."

"Mike Andrews is an American citizen and he hasn't done anything," the FBI Director said, having read the same reports. "Innocent until proven guilty is still the law in this country."

Secretary Taylor slowly nodded as he considered the FBI Director's words. "Hold for now, but watch Andrews closely," the Secretary ordered Colonel Banks. "Arrest him immediately if he attempts to damage Sapphire."

"Where's Jen Mike?" Darren asked as they sat at the bar.

"She's with 3 guys," Mike said matter-of-factly, seeing no reason to hide anything from Darren. He knew about their game. He'd been part of their game.

Darren laughed. "Fuck Mike you guys are out of control," he said shaking his head good naturedly.

"Jen's out of control," Mike lamented.

Darren raised an eyebrow. "You're not part of it?"

Mike didn't say anything. Yeah, he was part of it. Too much part of it. Of course, he couldn't tell Darren what had happened.

Seeing Mike's sour expression, Darren said, "Come on Mike, don't tell me you didn't put Jen up to this." When Mike shrugged, Darren added "You can't start something like this and think you can control it."

Sometime later Mal, Jay and Artie walked up to the bar. Mike looked at his watch. It'd been a couple hours since he left.

"Where's Jen?" Mike asked as they sat down.

"Your wife is a fucking cock tease," Mal said scowling at Mike. He said it loud enough everyone in the bar turned to look at them. Jay nodded, looking just as disgusted as Mal.

"Come on guys," Artie said seeing the sudden anger in Mike's face.

"Be cool man," Darren told Mal and Jay in a warning tone of voice.

"Where is she?" Mike demanded angrily.

"How the fuck should I know?" Mal shot back glaring at Mike. Mike got up and moved to Mal, his fists clenched. Mal said derisively (in a lower voice) "Do you really think you can take me, after what you just did to me?"

Mike glared at Mal. For the second time in his life he had the urge to kill. The first time was after watching Scott's video. The second now, glaring at Mal.

In a calm conciliatory voice, Artie said "Jen left soon after you Mike. Drums called her. Maybe she's with him."

Mike's eyes went wide. With Drums? She was with Drums? That was supposed to be over!!

Mike stormed away towards Drums's room. "Come on Mike, stay calm," Darren said chasing after his friend.

***********

We turned the corner and abruptly stopped. Jen was there, walking our way. "Where have you been?!" I demanded angrily. "Have you been with Drums?!"

Jen calmed me down enough to walk me to our room, after saying goodnight to Darren.

"Were you with Drums?!" I demanded as soon as we were in our room.

"Calm down Mike," she said her hands out. "Yes, I was with Frankie."

"Why do you call him Frankie?!" I said exasperated, all my anxieties and insecurities coming out. "Everyone calls him Drums. Except you. Why are you the only one who calls him Frankie?"

"I don't know," Jen said honestly. "He asked me to. It's his real name."

"I know but ..." I sat on the edge of the bed, feeling so agitated. "Did you fuck him Jen?" I asked, loathing the pleading in my voice. "Do you love him?"

"No Mike," Jen said reaching for me.

"Just stop," I growled pulling away from her. I saw the alarm on her face. I forced myself to calm down. "Just tell me the truth, okay? Stop dicking with me. If you're in love with him just tell me."

"I don't love him Mike," Jen said reaching for me again.

"Then why?" I said. I felt ready to burst, my head swirling. I felt so humiliated, trying to get a grip with what I'd done earlier, and now my heart was breaking too. "Why were you with Drums? Why did you ... make me do that to Mal?"

"Is that what's bothering you?" Jen asked rubbing my shoulder. "Baby, you know that's my fantasy, a dominate man making you do things." She hugged my arm reassuringly.

"Jen, I ... I can't deal with that," I said.

"You kinda liked it, didn't you?" she asked gently, referring to how I'd cum. "It's okay to be curious. You're so obsessed with how big other men are."

"Because I'm thinking of them with you!" I insisted.

"I know," Jen said squeezing my arm tighter. She hugged and kissed me. "I've been with Allie and Keri. You like that right? It's the same thing. That's all I'm saying."

It wasn't the same thing. Not even close. How could Jen respect me anymore, after another man's cock had been in my mouth, after he'd cum on my face?

As if reading my mind Jen said "I don't think less of you baby." She hugged me again. "You don't think I'm a slut even when I act bad, right? It's the same thing. You'll always be my man Mike. What you did, it's another thing we can share."

That made me feel better. It helped me understand. There was still a lot to process, but at least now I could think about other things.

"Why'd you go see Drums?" I asked.

"He called, he was upset," Jen said.

"What happened with the guys?"

"I got them off before I left," she said looking sheepish. She always looked that way after doing something slutty.

"Mal said you teased them again" I said looking confused.

"I didn't let them fuck me," Jen explained.

"Then how did you -."

Jen giggled. "Um ... do I really have to spell it out for you?"

I couldn't help laughing. "I thought you wanted those guys, especially Mal."

"I did, but ..." She stopped, again looking embarrassed. Her cheeks reddening, she said "If I'm going to be with Scott tomorrow, I don't want to look ... you know."

I got it. She didn't want her pussy to look used. I felt dizzy with renewed lust.

"So you got them off, then you went to see Drums?" I asked.

"I just finished with them when Fran ... Drums called."

"You can call him Frankie," I said feeling foolish.

"It's just a name baby, it doesn't mean anything," she said hugging my arm. "I went over to his room, we talked. He's having a hard time with it. You know ..."

"Breaking up," I said completing her sentence.

"Yeah," she said looking down at her lap.

"Are you? Having a hard time with it?"

"I guess a little," she admitted, not wanting to hide anything. "We were together a lot, for weeks."

"I get it," I said, heartsick. Her confession was like a kick to my gut.

"I don't love him," she assured me. "It's like ... going on vacation with a friend, you're together all the time. When the vacation's over you miss him. That's all it is."

"But you two were a lot more than friends," I pointed out.

"... yeah," she admitted. "Mike, what do you want me to say?"

"... I don't know," I said honestly. I knew this might happened. I'd hoped for it. At that moment I was hard, but heartsick too. "Did you make love?"

"I only ever make love with you baby," she said squeezing my hands. "But no, we didn't have sex." Then she admitted "We hugged though."

In a way, hugging was worse than sex. "Did it feel good being in his arms?" I said feeling jealous and threatened.

She squeezed my hands again. "Mike don't do this to yourself," she said looking worriedly into my face. "It's just a crush. I'm not seeing him anymore. I'll get over him."

"But if you WERE still seeing him?"

"Then I'd eventually get over him just like Ricky and Scott," she insisted. "You're the only permanent man in my life Mike."

"But you still have feelings for Scott," I said.

"It's not like that," she said enigmatically. "Let's worry about Scott tomorrow, okay?"

"... okay" I reluctantly agreed. I felt like so much was unresolved. Her feelings for Drums, for Scott, how she felt about me after what I'd done, what would happen tomorrow.

But at least I had her with me now. I hugged her tight.

"Can you do something for me?" she asked in almost a shy, little girl voice. "Can you go down on me? I'm so horny."

Jen never had to ask me twice. I peeled off her clothes and laid her down on her back. Getting between her legs I saw her pussy looked the same, those guys hadn't used her.

I went down on her and she came almost immediately. I could tell though it didn't give her much release. My tongue gave her pleasure, but when she was that horny the only thing that helped was getting fucked.

Then she went down on me. Like her, I came almost immediately. But it was an unsatisfying orgasm for me too. I craved the feel of her soft smooth pussy around my cock. But she was saving her pussy for another man. For Scott.