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“Okay, what’s up?” Brian said.

Lee kept making circles on the table. Finally, he said, “You can’t breathe a word of this to a soul.”

“You know I wouldn’t,” Brian said.

Lee hesitated for a moment then said it. “I’m fucking my step-mom.”

“What!!” Brian nearly dropped his water glass. He looked all around to see if anyone was sitting close enough to hear. “What did you say?”

“You heard what I said.”

“Geezuss, Lee, how’d that happen? How long?”

“It’s only happened twice. So far. She initiated it the first time. Well, the second time, too, more or less.”

“That’s lame as hell,” Brian said. I know. I didn’t walk away. I made a vow that it wouldn’t happen again. She came on to me pretty strong several times and I managed to resist. Then bang...I come downstairs this morning to find her in the kitchen, naked, except for pair of high heeled shoes.”

“You’re a big boy now, Lee, you’re old enough to walk away,” Brian said.

“You’ve got to be kidding me! You know what my stop-mom looks like!”

“Yes, she’s gorgeous, but…”

“And, Geezuss, have you ever seen a woman naked in a pair of high heels?” Brian smiled.

“Okay, I guess it wouldn’t affect you like it does me,” Lee said. “But seeing her like that, it was like I went brain-dead and my balls take over. Shit, I could almost feel the testosterone shooting through my veins.”

“You’ve got enough testosterone for ten men,” Brian said. “What’re you going to do when your dad comes home? How’re you going to face him? And what’re you going to do now every time he leaves?”

“It’s gonna happen again. It’s bound to,” Lee said. “Shit, the idea is already stuck in my head. If I go back there tonight, I’m gonna crawl into bed with her and spend the whole night.” “Did she ask you to?” Brain asked.

“No. But if I walk into her bedroom, trust me, she’s gonna welcome me with open arms. And legs.” “Goddam, Lee, you fucking your dad’s wife!” Brian exclaimed. “Not so damned loud,” Lee said.

“You can stay with me,” Brian said. “What excuse do we give your parents for that? How do I explain it to my dad?” “I don’t know, we’ll think of something.” Brian said.

Lee laughed softly. “It wouldn’t work anyway,” he said. “You and me couldn’t sleep in the same bed, or even in the same room, without your folks hearing something and getting suspicious.”

“Well, you are eighteen, old enough to move out on your own,” Brian suggested.

“I thought about that, too, but shit, I can’t afford it. Hey, maybe we could get a place together.”

“My parents wouldn’t hear of it. All my money is going for college, and if I moved out, they would leave me to pay all of my college expense,” Brian said.

“What am I going to do?” Lee said.

“Yeah, how does a guy run away from a willing, gorgeous piece of ass…no disrespect intended. It sounds ludicrous on the surface, but you do have a problem,” Brian said. “What are you going to do?”

“Well, for now…that idea you had about going someplace…if you’re still in the mood.”

“When have I not been in the mood for that big cock of yours, and all those rippling muscles?” Brian said.

Lee had no idea where they were going but he found himself heading for the State Park; someplace under the cover of wilderness. They hiked deep into the woods, up steep hills and down gullies and back up steeper hills till they were atop the highest hill in the park.

“This is as good a place as any,” Lee said as he began taking off his clothes.

“We’re going to strip down?” Brian asked.

“Yeah, why not? The chance of getting caught is half the fun,” Lee said.

They hadn’t brought a blanket so they laid their shirts and T-shirts across a big log where Brian stretched out on his stomach with his legs spread wide apart. Lee straddled the log and hesitated. He looked down at his team-mate’s perfectly shaped, tight butt. The guy had a hot ass, and Lee always liked the shape of it and the feel, but this was like the first time he’d ever really looked at it. He swallowed, bewildered and surprised that his mouth was watering. Why not, he asked himself. He was clean; just out of the shower, and he smelled good…it wouldn’t be all that different from what he did to Alicia. He sat down between Brian’s legs and began squeezing and playing with his butt.

After a few minutes, Brian said, “I love what you’re doing, buddy, but is this the time and place to linger?”

“It’s as good a place as any,” Lee said. Then he leaned down and got his shorts, or Brian’s shorts, and tossed them to him. “Just to be safe, here’s something to bite down on,” he said.

Brian grabbed the shorts and half raised up to say something but before he could, Lee leaned down, pulled his butt apart and buried his face between them. Brian barely managed to stifle his scream to a gasp. “Oh, Geezuss!.....Ohhhh……Ohhhh, Man…..Fuck, Lee, w-what’re you d-doing!”

“Just getting you ready,” Lee said as he rose up. Then he went back down to tonguing his friend’s sweet-smelling ass. It sent his testosterone surging through his veins, and numbed his senses. He couldn’t believe what he was doing because he couldn’t grasp it in his mind. But his body grasped and he sucked and tongued Brian’s ass hungrily. He loved that it was driving him nuts. His own cock was bolting painfully up between his legs, as if it were angry for being denied what was rightfully his. After a few minutes, he rose up, scooted up and bore his cock into the hot, wet asshole. His dad was home. They were eating dinner and Lee was having a hard time getting his food down. At least Alicia was dressed modestly, but Lee couldn’t get past his dad sitting there eating his breakfast on the same spot where his wife’s pussy had been spread out for his own son’s cock. Except that it was his spot at a different table. And Alicia was right; his dad never said a word when she told him she just wanted a new kitchen table and chairs.

“Hey, let’s take a quiet weekend up in the mountains,” Alicia suggested.

“Next time, I promise. I need to spend some time with Lee,” Ted said. He looked at Lee. “That is if a teenager wants to spend time with his old man.”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

Okay, come on, I’ll buy you a beer.” Ted said.

“I can’t get served anywhere,” Lee said.

“I know a place where you can.”

Lee was nervous as hell as they drove out of town to the Black Bear Inn. He’d heard about it. It was a rough and tough place where the roughest and toughest men hung out. It was infamous for brawls. Lee had never been nervous around his dad before. He hoped it didn’t show now.

Nobody questioned them. His dad strode in like he knew his way around, nodding to a couple of guys who recognized him. They took a table back in the corner. When the bartender came back, Ted ordered two beers. The bartender hesitated.

“Don’t,” Ted told him. “Don’t ask questions you don’t wanta know the answers to. He’s my son and he’s old enough.”

The bartender looked at Lee. “Shit, I wouldn’t ask questions of him anyway, if he came in on his own,” he declared. “I just never met your son before.”

“Jake, this is Lee. Lee, Jake.”

The two shook hands and the man winced and rubbed his hand when he pulled it back.

“Nice fuckin’ grip,” he said as he walked away.

“I didn’t know you went to the Black Bear,” Lee said.

“It’s a place where everybody knows your name but nobody gives a damn,” Ted said. “And now you know you can get in by yourself. But to make it easier on Jake, get yourself a fake ID.”

Lee couldn’t believe the way his dad was talking, but there was something very unusual about this get-together. The bartender brought their beers and they held them up in a salute before Ted emptied half of his. Lee took a healthy gulp but couldn’t handle that much at a time.

“It’s great to have you home, Dad. How long before you have to leave again?”

Ted paused, a thin smile creasing his lips that curved over his square jaw. He set his beer bottle down and made wet circles on the table. It must be a trait, Lee thought. Suddenly, he set the bottle aside and reached across the table and grabbed Lee by the front of his shirt.

“You son-of-a-bitch!” he swore, jerking him up off his chair. Lee was so shocked he reared back, almost tipping his chair but for his dad’s grip on his shirt. “You can’t wait, can you?’ Ted snarled.

Lee felt the blood drain from his face and he knew he must be pale as a ghost. He could feel his strength draining right out his toes. God, how did he find out! Surely, Alicia hadn’t told him.

“W-what the hell dad?” he stammered, his voice shaking with fear.

“Cut the bullshit! You know what I’m talking about. You can’t wait for me to leave so you can crawl into bed with my wife!”

“Oh, Geezusss,” he gasped softly, his stomach turning sick.

“Oh, Geezuss is right!” Ted bellowed.

Lee could see guys looking at them. The bartender came down to stand at the end of the bar, as if to be ready if there was any real trouble. Lee wondered, too, if there would be any real trouble. His dad had never hit him. If he did...Geezusss, he could knock my head off. But his dad let go of his shirt and let him back down in his chair. Lee felt his stomach churn and he thought he was going to be sick. He wished his dad would say something instead of sitting there glaring at him. He wished he would hit him.

“I won’t even try to say I’m sorry, dad; it wouldn’t be enough.”

“Damn right it wouldn’t,” Ted growled as he tipped his beer up again. He downed it and held up the empty bottle for another. The bartender rushed over with two more beers. Ted shoved one back at him, without taking his eyes off of his son.

“H-how d-did you...?”

“How did I find out?” Ted finished for him. “You think a man can’t tell when his wife is getting dicked? Shit, I see that look on her face every time I make love to her. Only I haven’t been around to make love to her but I still come home and find that look on her face. How did I know it was you? You never could lie good. Shit, you couldn’t even look me in the eye. You were nervous as a whore in church when we sat down at the table.”

Lee swallowed hard, remembering; shit, his dad had sat down to eat on the very spot that he had fucked Alicia. Lee could feel the wet in his eyes. He’d never felt such shame and guilt and remorse in his life, and it hurt all the way through. “God, dad, I would cut my balls off if I thought it would change things,” he said.

Ted dug in his pocket and took out his knife and shoved it across the table. “Be my guest!”

The bartender walked up and put one hand over the knife and his other hand on Ted’s shoulder. “I don’t know what’s going on, but take it outside. Take it home,” he said.

Ted shrugged the hand off his shoulder, glaring across the table at Lee. He shoved the knife across the table at him and stood up and walked out. Lee sat fighting back the tears. He heard his dad’s truck start up, then the sound of gravel being thrown against the building as he roared out of the parking lot. Everyone in the place was looking at him. God, he hoped they hadn’t heard. He could only imagine what a bunch of roughnecks would do to a guy who was fucking his dad’s wife. Finally, he stood up and shoved the knife in his pocket. “That’s seven-fifty for the beer,” the bartender said.

Lee pulled out a ten dollar bill and laid it on the bar on his way out. Outside, he stopped to think which way he would go. It was six miles back to town. He could walk it, no sweat, but what was the point? He couldn’t go home. Maybe he would call Brian to come pick him up. The mere thought of Brian sent a jolt right down to his balls.

“Goddamit, I’ll do the thinking!” he swore as he walked off in the opposite direction. He fingered the knife in his pocket. Maybe he would walk out into the woods and cut off his balls, and his cock. That would cure the problem once and for all, and maybe his dad would forgive him. But it never got past the initial thought that sent chills of horror down his spine.

He didn’t know how long he walked along the narrow road winding through the wooded hills. He was oblivious to the cars that zipped by, till one of them stopped coming up behind him. He turned to see his dad’s pickup. He kept walking till his dad pulled in front of him to block his way.

“Get in.” Lee paused then started walking again. “Get in!” his dad barked. The man’s tone bellowed out from the past, from Lee’s childhood. How THAT tone could make him wilt. He hadn’t heard it for years, but it still had the same effect. He wilted inside and climbed into the truck. He wondered where they were headed. Probably out in the wilderness where his dad would beat him to a bloody pulp. He was ready for it. He deserved it.

“Look, dad, you can hit me. You can take me out and beat the living hell out of and I won’t lift a hand against you. I deserve it.”

“I’m not going to hit you,” Lee said. “And I would like to have my knife back.”

Lee dug in his pocket for the knife. “Here, you can do the job,” he said, handing it back to him.

“Actually, I ought to thank you,” Ted said.

Lee did a double-take. “Thank me!”

“Yeah, for taking care of things while I was gone,” Lee said.

Uh-Oh, what’s he leading up to? What’s he going to do now? After the sudden outburst of anger back at the tavern, Lee was afraid of his dad’s mood.

“Alicia is a very beautiful and sexy woman,” Ted said. He chuckled. “But, hell, you know that.” Lee cringed inside. “I know it’s my job that takes me away, but a man oughta know better than leave a woman like that for weeks at a time. She deserves better than that. She needs more than that; it just so happened that you were there to give it to her.”

Lee couldn’t believe his ears. Not only had he fucked his dad’s wife, his dad was thanking him for it! Despite the perverted logic, there was something perversely wrong with the picture. What was he supposed to say? “Sure, dad, any time?” He swallowed hard, audibly hard. “That doesn’t make me feel any better about what I did,” he said.

“I’m not trying to make you feel better,” Ted said. “You shouldn’t have done it. No matter how she might have come on to you, you should have been man enough to walk away.”

“I know. I let you down.”

“Yeah, you did,” Ted agreed. “And you let yourself down. But it’s done. You can’t un-ring a bell. You can’t un-fuck a pussy.”

Lee was shocked to hear his dad talk that way.

“Who knows how long Alicia would be able to handle being left alone, anyway? Who knows when some stud might come along who could see in her eyes what she needed? She’s got that look, you know. It’s one of the things I noticed about her right off. I was the fool, marrying her, with kind of job I’ve got.” He paused for a mile or so. “I guess I’m saying…better you, son, than some stranger.”

Lee was dumbstruck. What was he supposed to say now?

“Alicia being the woman she is, and you being the young stud you are, living by yourselves under the same roof, I’m not going to kid myself.”

“Dad, I’ll move out,” Lee said. “I’ll find someplace else to stay, and get a job. Brian and I were walking about it.”

“And leave Alicia to the wolves? That’s not doing me any favor,” Ted said.

Lee’s head was spinning. His dad was asking him to stay and fuck his wife!

“Some ground rules, though,” Ted went on. “Alicia can’t ever know that I know, or that you know that I know. She might tell me herself one of these days, and that’ll be okay.”

“I won’t say anything,” Lee promised meekly.

“And you don’t do it in my bed.”

Lee cringed inside and a hot flush of guilt and embarrassment went though him. “How about the table, where you eat?” he wondered to himself, since they had already done it in his bed, but not exactly. He had fucked her ON the bed but he’d never actually crawled INTO bed with her. It was feeble but he let himself off the hook with that.

“Dad, I...I know w-what you’re saying, but...I don’t feel right about this.”

Ted looked around at him. “You felt right about it before...I won’t even ask you how many times.”

“No!” he replied. “No, I didn’t feel right about it. It’s different, you knowing, and telling me it’s...I mean, how many guys have their dads ask them to...tell them, it’s okay to...”

“To fuck their wives?” Ted finished. “Not many, I suspect. But Alicia’s not your real mom, and it’s only been six years, and you never did call her mom. She’s always been more your dad’s wife.”

“She’s been a good mother, but yeah, that’s true,” Lee said.

“You’re a big boy, you don’t need a mother now,” Ted said. “Not as much as Alicia needs a man.”

“I...I’ll…I guess I’ll do it, dad, but... Geezusss, it’s going to take some getting used to, knowing that you know what’s going on,” Lee said.

“Yeah, for me, too. Being out there in the ass end of nowhere, knowing my son is taking care of my wife... That ‘s going to take some getting used to!”

There was a weird feeling between them for the rest of the time his dad was home. His dad treated him like an old buddy, and Lee had never felt closer to the man. It was a bit awkward when he left. Alicia said her goodbyes in the house and stood on the porch to let the two men have a moment to themselves. She was always good about respecting their relationship When they were shaking hands, Lee had trouble looking at his dad.

“Hey,” Ted said. Lee looked up at him, squarely into his eyes. “Take care of things while I’m gone,” Ted said.

“Yes, sir,” Lee said. Then he added. “I’ll do my best.” God, what a dumb thing to say.

“I’m sure your best will be outstanding,” Ted said. Then he laughed, lowering his head a little. “Shit, son, let’s not kid ourselves. I’ve seen you in the shower. If you know how to use that equipment you’re carrying around, your best is phenomenal.” “I know how to use it,” he assured him.

“One thing. I don’t ever want to have Alicia tell me that my son was better at it than I am,” he said with a chuckle. “Get that across to her, somehow.”

“She would never say that to you, dad,” he said. “Even it were true, which I seriously doubt.”

“Don’t underestimate yourself. Maybe someday we’ll sit down and talk about it, see if you’ve got any tricks that I should know about,” he said with a wide grin.

“One condition,” Lee said. “If we ever sit down and talk again, you leave your knife at home.” They laughed and shook hands and pulled each other in a tight bear hug. Alicia stood on the porch smiling.

It was the weirdest thing that Lee had ever experienced. He was in a mild stupor for the rest of the day and that night. He stayed in his room that night with the door shut, to let Alicia know that he wanted to be alone. It was the first time he had ever gone to bed that sex didn’t dominate his thoughts. But this was something deeper and more important, even, than sex. This was his relationship with his dad that he had to reassess. It was going to take some getting used to, and it was going to take some control on his part. He wasn’t going to be a well-oiled sex machine, there for the sole purpose of keeping Alicia satisfied. He was going to have a life outside of home. Fucking his dad’s wife was one thing, even with his dad’s permission. It was something his dad had asked him to do. Letting it become a singular obsession bordered too close to being perverted.

He made it a point of going out on dates and being with his friends, to demonstrate that he did, indeed, have a life outside of being her personal stud. But more often than not, when he came home, he left his door open and Alicia would find her way into his bed. She tried to get him to sleep in her bed but he refused. “No, I don’t feel right about that,” he said.

He wasn’t denying himself anything for her sake. When he wasn’t fucking Alicia he was fucking some other girl, or Todd Glover, or getting head from Brian Courter. Nothing could diminish his insatiable need for sex. In that respect, he was a sex machine. He had to have it every day, sometimes more than once. It wasn’t unusual to fuck Alicia and Todd in the same day. Sometimes he even returned to his old habit of jacking off just to remember how it felt. In all, he spent more time with Brian and Todd than with Alicia or on a date. Sometimes that worried him, but not enough to stop. His worries increased when he met Rick Smith. Cindy McCabe was probably the hottest girl in the county. She was a cheerleader at another school and Lee hadn’t dated her but it was never out of his mind. The opportunity came with a chance meeting at the mall. He was in American Eagle looking for new T-shirts, when he saw her in the woman’s side of the store. She looked up and saw him and their eyes met for that split second that either causes you to be uncomfortable, or sends a message. This was definitely a message. He made his way through the men’s section, casually looking at the racks on the way till he was close enough to speak. She was standing at a mirror, holding up a sporty dress in front of her.

“That would look great on you,” he said. She looked at him and smiled. It was the first time he’d seen her up this close and she had a smile that made you melt and run down in your shoes. “Hell, that would look good on me,” he joked.

She broke out laughing. “I hardly think so,” she said.

“I’m Lee Goddard,” he said, holding out one hand rather limply. He didn’t feel right taking her hand in a man’s grip.

“I’ve heard the name,” she said with a sly, knowing grin. Lee figured everybody in the state knew his name. “I’m…”

“Everybody knows who you are,” he cut in. “Hey, are you here with anyone?”

“No.”

“Wanta go down to the food court and get a coke or something to eat?”

She smiled and nodded with her head cocked. “A coke would be good.”

They hit it off beautifully and Lee was delighted at the prospect that lay before him. Shit, he was talking to Cindy McCabe! “Would you like to go out sometime? Or are you dating someone?” he asked.

“Yes, actually, I am seeing someone,” she said, with a twinge of disappointment in her tone.

“It don’t matter to me if don’t to you,” Lee said flippantly.

“I might matter to him,” she said.

“He don’t count.”

She laughed again. She had an easy laugh.

“I’m not asking you to marry me. I’m just asking you to go out with me--just once. See how things might work out.” He wanted to convey that he was vying for sex without being too blatantly obvious. He really wasn’t asking her into anything serious, like doing steady or anything. He just wanted to fuck Cindy McCabe. He’d heard some guys talking one time and one of them was telling how it felt to have her long hair brushing over his chest when she was on top. On top, for chrissakes!

“So, how about it,” he pressed. “If its no, you gotta tell me no, otherwise I won’t give up.”

“All right, one time won’t hurt. I’m not exactly going steady with this guy…not any kind of commitment or anything, we’re just dating regularly.”

“Maybe I can do something about that,” Lee said.

They set it up for the next night. She needed to keep her weekend open for her current boyfriend. Lee went prepared. He showered and powdered the right places and put on some mild after shave that other girls had told him they liked. Then he slipped a couple of small, black foil packets in his pocket; the X-Large sized condoms. It was a casual date…they hadn’t made plans to go anywhere or do anything in particular, which gave Lee hope that she might be expecting the same thing he was. Cindy wore a pair of nice-fitting shorts that showed the right amount of thigh, up high, especially when she sat next to him in the car. Shorts that would be easy to get into; or off. He wore his button-down jeans, because buttons were easier to get open with one hand than a zipper. They went for hamburgers then went for a drive. Hearing no objections to his driving deep in the countryside, up the winding roads in the state wilder-ness forest preserve, Lee soon found a place to park. He pulled into the grove of trees at the end of a dead-end road under the pretense of turning around, which he did. But when he was turned around he stopped and turned off the lights.

“It’s nice here,” he said as he killed the engine.

“Yes, it is.”

Was that permission? It sure wasn’t an objection. He didn’t waste any time putting his arm across the seat, around her shoulder and moving over next to her. She snuggled into his arm and up against him. It was going to be easier than he thought. He kissed her a couple of time, those long, passionate kisses that a girl likes, and let his hand rest on her bare thigh. When she didn’t move it, he made his way up her thigh, in under the leg of her shorts. He couldn’t tell for sure if she was wearing any panties but if she was, his fingers were under them, exploring bare, warm, smooth flesh--very smooth, all the way. She was shaved, like Alicia. His heart leapt in his chest. She parted her legs a little when he found her pussy. She wanted this as much as he did! He didn’t go too far. He rubbed his fingers around over her pussy without trying to go between the lips. He wanted her to want it. She was wanting it quicker than he expected. She began squirming around against his fingertips and suddenly reached down and pressed his hand harder into her crotch. He still didn’t go between her cunt lips. He was going to make her really want it.

Her hands were all over his upper body, clawing at his shirt as they kissed and when she tugged it out of his jeans he stopped and peeled it off. She laid her head against his bare chest and nibbled on his nipple.

“Awwwhhhhh,” he moaned softly.

“You never had anyone do that for you?” she cooed.

“No,” he lied. It was only partly a lie. He hadn’t ever had a girl do it to him. Todd liked to suck on his tits. He kept working his fingers over her pussy till she finally reached back and undid her own shorts. He didn’t need a diagram. He took over and quickly had her shorts tossed up on the dashboard. He took the opportunity to get a quick whiff of his fingers for the “taste test.” She smelled sweet and clean. Like Alicia always smelled. It must be because they shaved their pussies, he thought.

Cindy fumbled with his jeans and he straightened his body more so she could get the buttons undone. He let her…made her…undo the buttons herself. It was only after she had his fly open and her hand was groping down inside his jeans that he broke away from her, stepped out of the car and pulled them off. He stayed standing outside the car. He reached in and flipped the steering wheel up then reached in to urge her to lie across the seat.

“Do you have a condom?” she asked.

“Yeah, but we don’t need one just yet,” he said.

She looked at him funny, with a slack, curious smile. He raised her legs up and hooked one over the back of the seat and the other one on the dashboard. “Ohhhhh,” she whimpered in anticipation as she saw him bend down.

“Have you ever had anybody do this for you?” he asked.

“No, but I know what you’re going to do,” she said.

“No, you don’t, if nobody’s ever done it,” he said. With that he leaned down with his face between her legs. He breathed in the sweet aroma of her womanhood and blew his hot breath on her pussy. He stuck his tongue out and licked up and down her pussy lips.

“Ohhhnnn, God!” she whispered.

He took his time, working her up gradually, lapping her outer pussy till she was squirming around then he darted his tongue between the pouting lips and flicked the warm wetness there. He smiled when she groaned again. He explored till he found the tiny protrusion of her clit nestled in the folds of her pussy. He flicked it gently which sent tremors through her body.

“Ohh, My!” she gasped.

He alternated between tonguing her pussy and her clit till she was practically bouncing on the seat and squirming around so bad he was having trouble staying on target. Finally, he dropped to his knees half out of the car and buried his face hard in her pussy. He pulled her lips apart and drove his tongue in as deep as it would reach.

“AAAWWHHHHMmmmmmppphhhhh!” she cried out, but quickly stifled her cry with her hands over her mouth. Lee reached up and got his T-shirt for her to put over her mouth then went back down on her. He sucked her clit and lapped her pussy and fucked her with his tongue and ate her pussy till she was a screaming, whimpering, sobbing, quivering mass of flesh. “Please! Please stop!” she gasped, putting her hands around his head. “Ohh, God, please stop, I can’t take anymore.”

He didn’t stop. He couldn’t. She was too delicious, and making her so hot and excited made him hot and excited. He slowed down and went back to lapping her pussy like a kitten lapping up milk. That seemed to okay with her. She lay back and relaxed and enjoyed it. “You know, Cindy, if this is the first time anybody’s ever done this for you, you’ve been dating the wrong guys,” he said.

“You’ve made your point quite clearly,” she said. “Does that mean you want me to do it some more?”

“No,” she replied. “Oh, I want you to, but I can’t stand it. It feels like you’re going to drive me out of my mind.”

“Okay.” He rose up and positioned himself to fuck her. He ripped open one of the little black packets with his teeth and rolled the condom down over his cock. “I gotta tell you though, it’s not going to be much different this way,” he warned. He was sure she thought he was bragging but she would soon learn that he could deliver the goods.

He went in easy, but all the way, which surprised him. He fucked her easy but relentlessly and he heard only moans and whimpers of pleasure. He had to wonder how many other guys she’d fucked, and how big they were. Or was it that a woman who shaved her pussy could take a guy’s cock, any size?

He fucked her like he suspected she had not been fucked before. She didn’t ask him to stop but he could tell he was wearing her down. But he wanted to make her have an orgasm, like he had Alicia. Now that he discovered what that was all about, he felt the need to do his duty as a man. He pulled out.

“I’m going back down,” he told her.

“Ohh, God,’ she whimpered in a shaky voice.

“Just long enough to build you up to the brink, and then I’ll come back to this.” It wasn’t a question, he wasn’t asking permission, and he didn’t wait for an answer. He knelt down to eat her pussy again. It took only a few minutes once he started working on her clit. When she was thrashing around wildly on the seat he stopped and rose up and fed her his cock again in one long, gentle thrust.

She yelled into his shirt. This was it. This was the home stretch. To make sure he accomplished his mission, he reached down and found her clit. As he pumped his cock in and out of her hungry pussy he rubbed her clit gently with is fingertip. The combination sent her over the top in no time. She started trembling and groaning and it sounded like she was sobbing. He moved his hand and concentrated on fucking her to the finish. It took less than a dozen strokes before she had her arms and legs wrapped around, holding him tight against her as she shook and lurched under him in a convulsive orgasm. During the last moment or two, he worked up his own load and deposited it safely in the large condom.

When they were both finished, Lee raised up enough to take his heavy weight off of her so she could breathe. He waited till she caught her breath before he rose up all the way and pulled his cock out. He lifted her legs and let them down gently. She pulled herself up to a sitting position and leaned against the door, still gasping weakly. As he was unrolling the condom he had an idea. He removed it carefully and tied off the end. He held it up. Geezuss, it was about a quarter full! He laid it behind the seat.

Lee got dressed. When she was able, he helped Cindy on with her clothes. “Well, I hope I made you happy,” he said in a shy, modest tone as he started the car. She only laughed, softly, weakly. “I wasn’t fishing for a compliment, I really meant it,” he said.

“You made me happier than any boy has ever made me. God, I never even imagined I could be made to feel like that.”

“I guess nobody’s ever made you have an orgasm, then,” he said. He was surprised how easily he was talking about it. It would become a passion with him; a duty he would have for every woman he was with.

“No, I don’t think anyone has ever tried as hard as you.”

“It’s not like it was some great chore,” he said. “Believe me; I got as much out of it as I hope you did.”

“No, you didn’t. That’s impossible, because you can’t know how you made me feel.”

“Okay. Just tell me this…did I make it good enough that you would consider going out with me again…letting me do it again?”

“What a strange way to ask for a date,” she said with a smile. “And your answer is?” he said.

“Yes. A definite yes,” she said.

He took her home and headed for Brian’s house. His mother let him in. It was late but knew he was always welcome at any hour.

“Hey, Mrs. Courter,” he greeted her.

“Brian’s upstairs. I think he’s already gone to bed,” she said.

“That’s okay, I’ll wake him up if he’s asleep,” Lee said.

He went upstairs and tapped on Brian’s door and went on in. “Who says prayers don’t get answered,” Brian said. He was in bed, watching television. He lay back against the headboard with his hand behind his head.

“Hey, stud,” Lee greeted him.

“Who’s the stud?”

Lee noticed, then, that Brian wasn’t just watching television; he was watching the video they had made. “I forgot all about this,” he said as he sat on the bed. “Fuck, you’re watching it with your parents right downstairs?”

Brian held up the remote, close at hand. They lay together and watched themselves performing on the screen. “Shit, this is making me get a hardon,” Lee said.

Brian laughed. “You don’t know how many times I’ve jacked off watching this,” he said.

“Shit, we could be porn stars,” Lee said. “Here, I brought you something,” he said as he carefully pulled his handkerchief from his pocket. “You brought me a handkerchief. How thoughtful,” Brian said. Lee opened the handkerchief and held up the condom.

“Damn!” Brian swore softly. “I wanted to get this to you right away, while it was still fresh,” Lee said. The X-Large sized condom was stretched even more from the weight of Lee’s load. Brain was obviously delighted with it.

“Damn!” he swore again. “Were the hell do get condoms that size?”

“At the drugstore,” Lee said. “It’s a little bigger than it was when I put it on.”

“No doubt,” Brian said as he took the condom. He squeezed the end of it, ballooned with the volume of cum. “It’s still warm,” he said with a smile. “Did you just shoot this load?”

“Yeah. I don’t know what the fuck you’re gonna do with it,” Lee said, “the idea just came to me, to save it and bring it to you.”

“Where’s it been?” Brian asked with a knowing grin.

“In Cindy McCabe’s pussy,” Lee said with pride.

“No shit! You fucked Cindy McCabe?”

“Yeah, and it won’t be the last time,” Lee said.

Brian played with the come-filled condom. “I wanta jack off,” he said.

“You don’t need my permission,” Lee said.

“I wanta do it right now, while you hold this in my mouth.”

“Me hold it...it don’t take two hands to jack off,” Lee said.

“Yeah, but I like to squeeze my balls with the other hand.”

Lee almost offered to squeeze his balls for him but he thought better of it. He glanced at the door. It was shut but it wasn’t locked and he didn’t know if it would be a good idea to lock the door behind them. It would raise suspicions.

“It won’t take me long, I can work it up fast,” Brian said.

Lee took the condom. Brian shoved the front of his shorts down and began working his cock to a full hardon. He opened his mouth for Lee to drop the condom in his mouth, then closed his lips against it and began mauling the cum-filled balloon with his tongue. It excited him beyond belief.

“Are you gonna bite the end out of it?” Lee asked.

Brian shook his head ‘no’ then freed his mouth so he could speak. “When I get ready to cum I want you to turn the condom end-up and dump your load in my mouth.”

“That sounds hot as hell,” Lee said. “Sick, but hot.”

“Does it?”

“For you,” Lee said. “But I don’t think I can get the knot untied. Why don’t you just bite through it when you ready.”

Watching his buddy jack off and chew on his cum-filled condom turned Lee on, too. He began working on the knot. He had the end of the condom open in no time. He mauled his own manhood through his jeans with his free hand. Lee worked it up fast, like he said. His legs stiffened and his muscles tensed and he was snorting and gasping around the condom then he was nodding his head with a frantic look in his eyes. Lee lifted the condom up out of his mouth and held it at the ready.

“Now,” Brian whispered. “Now! Give it to me!”

Lee turned the condom upside down and dumped the load of cum into Brian’s waiting mouth. The stuff slid down the thin, latex chute in one long glob and fell into his mouth. “Aaawwwnnnnhhhhhh!” Brian moaned as he wallowed the stuff around in his mouth and pumped his cock like a jackhammer. Suddenly he began to convulse and his cock exploded. He damn near choked on his groans as he shot off. The stuff sailed up over his chest and hit his face then streaked across his chest and stomach. As it subsided, he gulped down his team-mate’s warm load from the condom. He lay back with his head against the headboard, gasping for his breath. “Ohhh, Mannnn, that was great!”

“It was pretty fuckin’ hot, watching you, and seeing you all a mess with your own cum. You got it all over your face,” Lee said with a grin as he used his finger to push the glob of cum from Brian’s cheek to his mouth. He wondered what Brian’s cum tasted like; it the stuff all tasted alike. Some tiny part of him wanted to find out, but he didn’t have the guts to try it, which was strange, because he had ate his ass for him.

Brian accepted it and licked his finger. Lee scooped up a rope of cum off his chest and fed it to him and Brian licked his finger again. “Finger-lickin’ good,” he joked as he scooped up more. When he’d fed him all of his own cum, Lee asked, “What do you want to do with this?” as he held up the cum-streaked condom. “I can toss it on my way home.”

“No, I’ll take it,” Lee said, reaching for it. “What’re you going to do with it?” Lee asked.

“Wash it out and dry it good and keep it.”

“What the fuck for?” Lee asked, laughing.

Brian fondled and stretched the condom. “I want to keep it as a memento. I don’t have a condom that you’ve used, let alone one that you filled up with cum for me.”

Lee laughed, shaking his head. “Whatever turns you on,” he said.

“Can you do it again?” Brian asked.

“You mean, bring you another condom that I’ve used?”

“Yes, I want to collect them. Bring them full if you can; you know, if you can get them to me while it’s still fresh.”

“Hey, I’ve got an idea. How about I use a condom next time I fuck you. You can get fucked AND eat my load.”

“That’s a great idea!”

“Would you listen to us,” Lee said, laughing. “We’re a couple of perverts!”