Our Friend Jack

Finally reality came rushing back in and the sound of the water became almost deafening in my ears. I realized that I was cold and became very self-conscious. I looked around to make sure that I was alone. It was then that I saw Jack standing at one of bedroom windows upstairs and, true to form, he was smiling.

I wasn't really thinking straight. Normally I would have freaked out and covered myself up. Instead I just sat there and smiled back. It wasn't like I could undo what had happened nor did I want to. It was easily one of the most powerful self-induced orgasms that I have had. It might even have been one of the most power orgasms I ever had...period!

I made my way back into the house and up to my room to take a hot shower. I had some thinking to do. I had just masturbated in front of someone other than my wife. The fact that I actually didn't know until afterwards eased my mind a bit. The fact that it was a guy and he was the reason why I did it in the first place didn't. Is this something that I needed to tell my wife about? It wasn't like I cheated on her.

Then there was the main issue. As uncomfortable as I was being in the tub with Jack I couldn't deny the fact that I found it really hot. It was unsettling how easily I fantasized about actually holding another man's cock. I definitely had some thinking to do.

After I showered and dressed I walked downstairs to find Jack standing at the back window looking out at the patio. He turned to me, smiled and motioned toward the hot tub.

"You had better clean that up before Marie gets home. There is a lot of jizz on that patio."

I stopped in my tracks and brought my hands up to cover my face. My stomach turned.

"Oh fuck!"

"What is your problem man? It was fucking awesome. You must have shot about 4 feet. I can go measure but it had to have been at least 4 feet. I don't think I have hit 4 feet since I was 18!"

He always was a great motivational speaker.

"Jack... I don't know," My voice died mid-sentence. I wasn't entirely sure what I was actually going to say.

"Please tell me you are going to tell Marie about this?" he pleaded.

"What are you talking about?" I looked at him blankly.

"You have to tell her. It was hot right? You know it. You can't cum like that if you didn't think it was hot"

I winced when he used the word "cum". I loved it when Marie said it but this was my best friend. In my mind I was not comfortable with that. My anxiety was starting to ramp up.

"I really don't know what I am going to do."

Jack walked up to me and put his hands on my shoulders. I felt a jolt of electricity surge through me. What in the hell is happening to me?

"You aren't getting weirded out by what happened are you?" Jack asked trying hard to get me to look him in the eyes.

"It was really cool," he continued, "you have to let this hang up go. You jerked off and you shot four feet. That...my friend...was fucking...awesome."

I smiled weakly. He wasn't convinced that I agreed.

"How many times have you jerked off in your life? 4000? 8,000?"

"No Way. No!" I protested. There was no way I masturbated 8,000 times!

"Ok... you are what? 28?" Jack asked.

I nodded.

"Let's say you started when you were...10"? You were probably doing it at least 2 times a day until you were 18. I know I was. Allow for sick days... didn't stop me though...so we are at about... 2,500 times right there."

He was actually going to do the math on this.

"Once you hit 18 maybe you dropped down to 4 times a week. You did have to focus on school and get a job. You kept this up until you hit...24...25?"

He could tell from my expression that he wasn't too far off.

"That adds another 1,600... maybe 1,800? Let's go with ... 1,700."

"You meet Marie and then it changes again...maybe 3 times a week?" He was maintaining eye contact with me the entire time.

"That can add about...450 times?"

I smiled. He was right. He was always right.

"That comes to 4,650 jerk off sessions. Assuming that each time lasted 10 minutes you have been wanking for over 750 hours... minimum."

"That, my friend is a lot of jizz," he added.

I laughed. I actually laughed. How can I be such a prude when I spent almost 5-1/2 weeks of my life playing with myself?

I needed to talk to Marie.

"By the way," he continued, "how many times were you thinking about Suzanne when you jerked off?"

"Come on Jack. I never, ever thou..."

"Bullshit. Of course you did!" Jack cut me off. He knew what I was going to say and was ready.

"I think about Marie all the time," he went on, "Marie and Suzanne. Marie and me and Suzanne. Marie and you and me and Suzanne. There are so many combinations and I have jerked off to them all!"

So many combinations? What other combinations could there be?

As if reading my mind he leaned forward whispering, pretending that we could be overheard.

"Sometimes it was just you and me with the two of them watching."

"What... what would we be...?" I stopped and closed my eyes. I knew what we could have been doing. I wasn't entirely sure I felt comfortable with the direction of this conversation but I went on.

"I know I might regret asking this but what would you and I have done?" I tried to sound casual and confident but my voice gave me away.

Jack looked at me and smiled. He had me right where he wanted me.

"Whatever Suzanne wants. Whatever turns her on."

"You mean whatever turns her on in your fantasy?" I was certain that Jack must have

been able to actually hear my heart beating.

"No my friend. Whatever actually turns her on...for real."

He waited until this fully registered with me.

My throat was so dry. I needed something to drink. I needed to sit down.

We sat in silence for a moment.

"So Suzanne thinks... about me when she...you know...?" I couldn't bring myself to actually say it.

"Cums? Yeah. She likes you and thinks you are cute. She thinks Marie is beautiful and hot. So do I!" Jack was loving this.

I could have stopped this right there, right then. I could have said that I was tired and headed up to bed and that would have been the end of it. I knew I wouldn't though. My curiosity was starting to kick the crap out of my anxiety now. Jack had started things here and I decided that I wanted to see where it went. Basically I was getting horny and I liked the idea of another woman finding me attractive.

I went into the kitchen to get a glass of water and tried desperately to steady my hand as I took a drink. I failed.

"Have you two ever done anything with other...couples?" I tried to be cool about it.

"We looked into it," Jack replied, "Having the internet certainly made it easier to meet people but no one ever appealed to us. We made out with a few couples at parties but that was it."

He leaned back on the couch and put his feet up on the ottoman looking so goddamn relaxed. Why couldn't I be that relaxed?

"To be honest," he continued, "I think that Suzanne is holding out for the right couple."

I felt a surge of adrenaline rush through my body and put my hand on the back of the chair to steady myself. I would have had to be an idiot to not know that he meant us. Was he seriously telling me that they wanted us to have sex with them? What do I say to Marie now? Do I tell her anything? Is she going to be pissed?

I was torn. On one hand this has the potential to blow up in our faces but on the other hand it would be so fucking hot. I was getting hard.

Jack suddenly stood up and stretched.

"It's getting late and I think I'm going to go to bed now. Maybe see if Suzanne is up for some phone sex. This thing isn't going to go away on its' own." With that he grabbed his dick through his pants and squeezed. I have seen him do that so many times over the years but this time he was fully erect...as was I.

Jack walked by me and reached down and gave my cock a playful squeeze and started toward the stairs.

"Looks like you have the same problem."

I was so shocked I couldn't move. If he held on for much longer I was sure that I would have cum on the spot. What in the hell was he doing to me? Hours ago I was scared to sit in the hot tub with him without anything on. Now he almost made me cum in my pants.

I sat down to try to collect myself. My body was shaking and my palms were wet. I couldn't deny the fact that I loved the feeling of Jack grabbing me like he did. I also couldn't ignore that fact that I wanted to touch him too.

I waited downstairs until I heard his bedroom door close and then went up to my room. After undressing I turned off the light and lay down on the bed. I was still semi erect and my balls were aching. I had an orgasm just a few hours ago and it seemed like they were begging for release again.

I heard Jack moving around in the room next to me on the phone. Assuming he was talking to Suzanne I pictured her somewhere with Marie and her other friends trying to not let them know she was getting ready to have phone sex. My hand instinctively went to my hardening cock. The creaking of the bed in the next room had me picturing Jack lying there doing the same.

I starting lightly stroking myself, half listening to Jack's muffled voice through the wall, and half picturing the four of us together. In my mind I saw Marie and Suzanne in the hot tub while Jack and I were inside the house, watching them from the window. It was dark in our house so they couldn't see us. The steam rising from their wet skin was highlighted in the moon lit evening. I could hear the sound of the rushing water even through the window.

The two women moved into the centre of the tub to face each other. Marie leaned forward to lightly brush her lips over Suzanne's cheek. That simple thought sent shivers through my body. I started stroking faster.

Marie leaned back and looked into Suzanne's eyes.

"If you want me to stop, tell me now."

Suzanne answered by reaching up and pulling Marie to her. She kissed her gently with an open mouth offering her delicate tongue. They devoured each other hungrily and wrapped their arms around each other; wet skin against wet skin, breasts crushing against breasts.

I looked beside me and saw that Jack was now naked and was vigorously stroking his cock. I reached over and moved his hand aside so that I could grab hold of him. I could feel his pulse through my hand. He in turn took hold of my cock and started jerking me off. I looked to the girls in the tub and they were watching us as we masturbated each other.

Jack's moan through the wall brought me out of my fantasy just as I was started cumming. I arched my back and the first shot of cum landed across my face quickly followed by two more streams across my chest. My balls ached as they were drained. I heard myself cry out but I kept stroking hoping to prolong the pleasure that was coursing through me.

Falling back against the bed exhausted, my breathing was loud against the overwhelming silence.

Then I heard a slow clap coming from the next room.

"You are the man! I think we might have cum together!" Jack yelled out at the top of his lungs.

I couldn't help but laugh.

"Go to sleep asshole!" I yelled back.

I really needed to talk to Marie.

I found myself quite distracted over the next few weeks. When Marie had arrived home that night I badly wanted to talk to her about it but just never found the right moment. As the days went by my inner turmoil increased. The longer I put it off the more I convinced myself that she would be pissed so I would put it off again.

Of course it didn't help that Jack was sending me emails almost every day asking if I had talked to her yet. I found it strange that a guy that is the embodiment of confidence was starting sound a little desperate.

On a Friday night, about three weeks after that weekend, Marie and I were lying in bed reading.

She put down her book and turned towards me.

"Are you going to tell me what your problem is or what?"

I had been trying to re-read the same paragraph three times and closed up my book. I put it on the night table and laid back, staring at the ceiling. The moment had arrived.

"I do have something to tell you and I have no idea how you are going to react."

Marie said nothing. She looked concerned but waited for me to continue.

"The weekend that you and your friends went away, when Jack came over, something...happened."

"Ok." Marie said quietly. She knew me well enough to not interrupt my train of thought.

"It was a strange weekend to say the least," I was trying to be nonchalant but was failing miserably.

"You know how Jack was really happy to find out that we had a hot tub?" I asked.

"Sure," she replied, "he acted like it was Christmas."

"Yeah! I know. Anyway...he and I spent some time out there on Friday night. He ...ummm...he wasn't wearing anything."

I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I still had no idea how I was going to proceed.

"I figured that," she said, "this IS Jack we are talking about here."

"I know right?" I agreed, "He started making fun of me for wearing a bathing suit so I, you know, took mine off too."

Marie said nothing. I couldn't tell if silence was good or bad.

"Anyway...you know how Jack is? Always digging and pushing? He started asking some things about you...and me...and us...and the internet."

"What was he asking about me?" Marie asked, propping herself on her side.

"Promise you won't get upset?" I demanded.

"Why would I get upset?" she countered.

"He was asking about if we watched porn and if you liked to watch?"

"I told him that you don't like it." I quickly added. "He kept pressing and digging so I did accidentally told him that you preferred to read stories instead."

Marie's response was not at all what I expected. She smiled. Just a little one but it was still a smile.

"What did he say to that?" she asked.

"Let's just say he was happy to hear that. Very happy!"

Marie moved closer to me. She was becoming more interested in what happened that night. This spurred me on.

"How happy?" she inquired.

I made the motion with my finger of getting an erection. Her eyes widened in delight.

"He got hard?" she squealed.

I nodded. I started getting brave.

"So did I. "

Marie gasped. She was not expecting that.

"Do you think that he saw you? I mean...your erection?" She was starting to get that look I loved so much. I became a little bolder. This was just like talking about the stories we read together. She put her hand on my thigh.

"He saw it."

"What did he do? What did you do?" Marie was starting to rub her thighs together. This was one of her tells. She was getting excited. My cock was already hard just talking about what happened.

I told her what Jack had said. How he and Suzanne fantasized about us and how he basically told me that they want to have sex with us. I told her that I jerked off outside after Jack had left and I fantasized about her blowing him while I jerked him off.

Marie spread her legs and, grabbing my hand, she held it against her. She was so wet. I cupped her pussy with my palm and pressed firmly; feeling her push back against me.

"God that feels so good," Marie sighed. She laid back and gyrated against my hand. Lifting her night shirt she cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples between her fingers and thumbs.

I found her clit and lightly alternated flicking it with light little circles. This usually drives her crazy.

"Just like that ... yes. Keep going!" Marie said breathlessly.

"Tell me more!" she panted.

"Jack was inside watching me when I came," I couldn't stop now even I wanted to.

"Uh huh...did he like watching you?" she whispered.

"Yes. He liked that I shot so much cum."

Marie was now starting to rhythmically push against my hand as I increased the pressure of my finger.

"Did you see his cock?" Her voice was shaky. Her body started tensing up as her orgasm grew within her.

"Yes. It was very nice," I wanted to tell her everything, "I wanted to touch it!"

"Oh god...mmmmm..." Wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her body. Her breathing stopped as she quickly came.

For what seemed like too long she didn't move. She didn't breath. My hand was a blur as my finger continued working her clit. Her back was arched and her entire body was rigid.

Finally she collapsed against the bed exhausted. Her thighs were quivering with the constant aftershocks.

I kept pressure against her with my finger but didn't move.

After a long moment Marie opened her eyes and looked at me.

"Are you going to fuck me or not?"

Not having to be asked twice I quickly stripped and knelt between her open legs. Marie reached to hold my cock and guide me into her.

"You realize that I'm not going to last long ... right?" I asked as she rubbed the head of my cock against her clit.

"Don't care. Just fuck me!"

I slipped into her beautiful wet and warm pussy in one motion.

"I want to hear more," she purred while she played with herself.

I then painted the picture of me jerking off in my bed while Jack was on the other side of the wall doing the same.

"What did you think about?" She was tweaking one nipple while lightly rubbing her clit.

"Jack and I watching you and Suzanne in the hot tub...making out... and you were watching us jerk each other off." I was right. I wasn't going to last long.

"That would be so very nice to see!" Her voice was barely above a whisper. Her eyes were open but she was starting to get that glazed over look.

"Would that turn you on?" I asked.

"Oh yeah." She said smiling.

"Would you like to see him sucking my cock?" I began pumping into her harder now. I was going to cum soon and wanted her to finish at the same time too.

"Would he?"

"Absolutely!" I told her. I was pretty sure anyway.

"Yeah. I would love that!" I could feel her fingers on my cock...touching my balls.

"Want me to arrange it?" I didn't want to lose this chance.

Marie's pelvis was pushing up against mine at every down stroke of my cock.

"Yeah...mmmmm. " Her eyes were closed now.

That was all I could take. I began slamming into her pussy. Harder and faster. My balls slapped against her ass cheeks. Marie was panting now and grabbed me by my shoulders with both hands, pulling me closer.

"Cum for me baby!" She cried out.

"Cum on my tits!" I loved when she told me where to finish. I only had a few more pumps in me before that beautiful feeling start in the base of my balls and rocketed out of my cock. I quickly straddled her and she grabbed my cock with one hand while she ran her fingers between my cheeks to press against my ass.

I yelled out as stream after stream of cum landed on her breasts and neck. She continued pumping my cock until the pleasure subsided and, even then, cupped my balls in her hand while she rubbed my cum onto her nipple.

"Wow...that was a lot of cum," she laughed, "you could have put my eye out!"

I looked at her lying there, her breasts shiny with my cum, looking so beautiful.

"Yeah! Apparently I can hit four feet!"

To be continued...