JUST GOOD FRIENDS
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by Rick Restless
Uploaded to Pink Triangle by Derek Higgins
A couple of weeks ago I received a call from a mate of mine I knew
from my time at university. His name was Gary and he was the tall ath-
lete type. He always had crowds of girls around him and because he
never gave any inkling that he might be gay I suppose I tended to sort
of worship him from afar. Of course I'd always fancied him, from the
moment I first spotted him queueing up at Fresher's week to join the
rowing team. He always wore very tight faded jeans that set off his
arse to very pleasing effect and usually sported a telling bulge at
the front to inspire the imagination. At one stage I even considered
joining the rowing team myself just so I could be near him in the
changing rooms and showers but somehow other attractions took hold and
we ended up being good friends but nothing more.
Anyway that was all six or seven years ago and the call from him
came rather out of the blue although we had kept in touch intermit-
tently since leaving university. It seemed that he was going to get
married shortly and he was bringing his fiancee to London for a short
break. Naturally I jumped at the chance of inviting them to stay and I
was delighted when he accepted.
All the pent up lust came flooding back as I remembered watching
him on race days when he and the rest of the team cut powerfully
through the water their strong pecs and biceps rippling with energy
and vigour. I busied around tidying the flat and in a couple of days
it was time for them to arrive.
I trembled with anticipation when the door bell finally rang and
when I opened the door I was certainly not disappointed. For there he
stood looking just like he had the last time I had seen him. He even
seemed to be wearing the same old pair of jeans. He may have put on
the tiniest amount of extra weight but he still had the trim lithe
figure that I remembered. And he still had that bulge which made me
swallow when I saw it. Maybe my glance dwelled rather too long on it
but I was momentarily mesmerized by the distinct outline of his cock
and balls pushed tight against the denim material. He introduced Carol
his fiancee and we went in and I made some coffee.
We chatted for a while about old times and various mutual friends
and acquaintances. Carol seemed very nice and before long I felt as if
I had known her for as long as Gary and I had been friends. She was
quite slim and petite with a shapely but not over-endowed figure. In
fact it struck me as I looked at her that she could be mistaken for a
boy under the right circumstances.
Anyway it had been quite late when they arrived and they had had a
long journey and before long they said they'd rather like to go to
bed. I showed them to the spare room which adjoined mine and went into
the kitchen to wash up the cups and generally tidy up for the morning.
Eventually I got to my own bed and as I lay there I heard the sound of
gigging coming through the wall. The walls of my flat are very flimsy
and as the minutes ticked by the sounds became louder and more insis-
tent. The giggling gave way to cooing and sighing and I imagined Carol
playing with Gary's stiffening cock. Of course these thoughts were
having their effect on my own prick which was now sticking out hard
against the bed covers.
I heard the bed springs creak as they changed position and a des-
perate gasp from both of them signified I guessed that he was easing
his throbbing cock into her cunt. The gasps were now grunts which came
regularly spaced and in synchronism with the sounds of heaving and
thrusting and bed springs twanging. By now I was wanking furiously as
I imagined Gary's desirable arse thrusting up and down and his prick
slipping and sliding in her juicy cunt. The grunts were coming
slightly more slowly now but louder as he thrust a little harder and a
little deeper with each stroke. I let up tossing myself a little be-
cause I could feel a terrific orgasm welling up and I wanted to pro-
long my excitement for as long as I could.
Carol was starting to call out now, "fuck me harder, Gary...
faster,... make me come." Now she was uttering little grunts and gasps
as he screwed her with all his might. Eventually she cried, "I'm com-
ing, I'm coming," and Gary let out a groan of release as he said, "Oh
Carol feel my hot creamy load, I'm shooting, I'm shooting." The sound
of their two orgasms was too much for my aching balls to bear and I
spurted wave after wave of hot cum all over my chest. Then gradually I
fell asleep.
During the night I was wakened two or three more times as the
sound of silence was interrupted by the sound of Gary heaving himself
on top of Carol and furiously fucking her time after time. Both of
them seemed to be utterly insatiable and during my disturbed night I
schemed how I might arrange matters tomorrow so as to join them in
their orgiastic activities.
The next day I had to get up early and travel to Birmingham. All
the way there and all through the day I kept thinking about the fan-
tastic sessions I'd overheard the night before between Gary and Carol.
My cock kept leaping around in my underpants as if to remind me to do
something about relieving its frustration the coming evening. I had a
couple of meetings to attend but my mind just wasn't on the proceed-
ings at all; instead visions of Gary and Carol screwing in my spare
room kept drifting into my consciousness and my hand kept disappearing
under the table to gently stroke my aching cock - as if by way of con-
solation. I left the second meeting as soon as I possibly could and
hurried back to London to see what awaited me.
It was about six o'clock when I got home and Gary and Carol were
busy in the kitchen preparing a salad for us. It had been a sweltering
day and they were both dressed in their shorts to stay cool. Carol was
also wearing the skimpy top half of a bikini but Gary was bare chested
and I feasted my eyes on his stunning physique. I went into the bath-
room to have a shower and get changed out of my suit into something
more comfortable. While I was in the shower Gary came in on some pre-
text and stood in front of the shower while I soaped my body. The
bulge which I'd noticed the day before in his jeans was all the more
prominent now he was in his shorts. They must have been about two
sizes too small for him and I looked down in disbelief at his cock and
balls pressed tight between his abdomen and the material. It must have
been a good six inches and how much longer it would be when he had a
good hard-on I hardly dared to think.
"I hope we didn't disturb you too much last night," he said with a
grin. "Well," I replied," I wouldn't exactly say that, you must have
been at it all fucking night." "Yea, I know," he said, "the trouble is
Carol gets me that fucking randy I just can't help myself. I tell you
she's completely sex-mad and she won't take no for an answer. If she's
as bad tonight I might have to call you in for some assistance!" He
looked down at my cock which was stiffening up nicely and then leant
into the shower and stroked it saying, "that looks big enough to sat-
isfy her I should say." With that he turned and went back to the
kitchen. I nearly died.
I decided to put on a singlet and a sexy pair of Lycra running
shorts as it was so hot. I checked myself in the mirror to make sure
I'd not gone too far over the top and joined them in the dining room
where they'd laid out the salad and had opened two bottles of white
wine.
A little later when we had finished the meal and had nearly pol-
ished off all the wine we went into the next room to watch TV. We sat
down on the sofa, Carol between myself and Gary. It's only really a
two seater and consequently we were squashed up rather close together
and I felt Carol's leg pressing against my thigh. She brought her hand
down and gently stroked my leg saying, "Ooh you've got lovely strong
legs, Rick, you must do plenty of exercise." I felt my cock stiffening
up as she pressed more insistently and her elbow brushed against my
balls. I suddenly realized that Gary was taking a keen interest in her
roving hands and he was steadfastly staring down at my crutch looking
for signs of arousal. His own prick was moving slowly up towards the
waistband of his shorts
"Gary's got a lovely big dick," Carol suddenly exclaimed with a
giggle and leant across with her other hand and stroked it tenderly
through his shorts. "Would you like to see it?" she enquired. I looked
down at the twitching bulge between his legs and wanted nothing more
in the whole world at that moment than for to feast my eyes and hands
and lips on it as I had longed to do for so many years. "Mmm," I said,
"that sounds like an interesting idea, I don't mind if I do!" and she
made him lift his arse slightly and she pulled down his shorts forcing
them over his by now massive erection. It sprung out into the free air
and I gazed in awe at the magnificent organ that it was. There must
have been a good nine inches of it and he waved it around flopping it
against his abdomen. It rose out of a bush of tight curly hairs that
also surrounded his leaden balls which were lolling around sluggishly
at its base.
"Rick's got quite a specimen of his own," said Gary, still gog-
gling at my stiff rod straining against the silky fabric of my shorts.
Unable to contain himself any longer he reached over and rubbed his
hand up and down the length of my cock. Shivers ran down my spine as I
felt his sensitive fingers teasing my prick with little tickling move-
ments. Then he grasped my cock more firmly through the Lycra and slid
the material up and down against the shaft. Little drops of pre-cum
oozed out to lubricate the action. By now Carol had worked one of her
hands round behind me and was sliding it down inside my shorts to fon-
dle my arse. I was so turned on by all this wanton activity I wondered
how long I could hold off from shooting my load. Carol looked down at
me seductively and said, "It certainly looks a whopper. I wonder if it
matches up to Gary's. You two boys must have the biggest cocks this
side of the Yurals, come on let's see which one gets the prize."
Just what particular prize it was we were competing for I wasn't
quite sure but I let her gently ease down my shorts till they were
around my ankles and then she gripped my dick in her hand and rubbed
up and down on it to ensure that it had reached its maximum length.
Then she instructed Gary and myself to stand facing each other and she
grabbed our cocks in her hand to try to align them and gauge their
relative immensity. In fact she needed two hands to contain our mas-
sive erections and gripping them hard she wanked us up and down. The
feel of Gary's hard prick pressed against my own was just spell-bind-
ing and I felt I would cum any moment but somehow I managed to hold
off. He'd reached down and released her bikini top and was gently
fondling one of her breasts. I obligingly took the other one in my
hand and caressed it too. Then I enveloped the two of them with my
arms pulling Gary's hard chest tight against my own with Carol's two
tits pressed against our sides.
Our three pairs of lips met in a long lingering kiss as our
tongues darted in and out of each others mouths raising the tempera-
ture of our already heightened passion. Eventually Carol said, "Well I
just can't decide, your two cock's are like two peas in a pod, I de-
clare the contest a draw. You'll just have to share the trophy between
you." Well Carol was already as good as between us as she spoke and we
sat her back down on the sofa and pulled down her little shorts to ex-
pose her lovely cunt oozing with slippy love juices. Gary slipped his
hand down between her legs and parted her lips to run his finger up
and down against her clitoris. She wriggled and writhed with pleasure
and let out little gasps of approval while I pushed my head down into
her void and licked and sucked on her trickling cunt. She was becoming
more and more frenzied and finally she cried, "Fuck me one of you fuck
me, let me feel one of those big stiff cocks filling me up."
Gary took a couple of foil wrapped condoms out of a little pocket
in his shorts and handed them to Carol to unroll over our quivering
erections. The sudden production of a pair of condoms led me to thank
that all this frenetic activity might not have been quite as sponta-
neous as it at first appeared. Either way, Carol licked and sucked our
cocks till they were well and truly lubricated and then slid the
sheaths over them with expert attention. I manoeuvred Gary round into
position, his rampant shaft poised at her entrance. Then I pushed down
firmly on his arse and watched as that enormous prick disappeared into
her hole. She groaned with desire as it went in and made little pelvic
thrusts up to meet it in its motion.
Before long his cock was inside her up to the hilt and they
started thrusting and gyrating in unison as unrestrained passion took
complete control of their bodies. Carol pulled my cock up to her lips
and sucked up and down on it forcing it deeper and deeper into her
throat. I could feel her tongue darting over the surface of its head
bringing me closer and closer to a stupendous climax. I brought both
my arms down over Gary's back and clasped the cheeks of his arse as it
pounded rhythmically up and down. Then reaching down I fondled his
beautiful balls and his rigid rod slipping in and out. He brought his
own lips down on my cock to join Carol's and they took turns to suck
and slurp on my jutting erection.
The sight of Gary's arse thrusting relentlessly up and down was
filling me with the compelling desire to slip my own rampant cock up
him. With him still furiously screwing Carol I parted his legs
slightly and eased myself into position on top of him, my chest
pressed down firmly against his back. All three of us were now so com-
pletely bathed in sweat that our bodies would stick together by suc-
tion when they came together and then part noisily as our thrusting
forced us apart. The feel of my cock pressing into the crack in Gary's
arse was driving him wild and he lifted his arse high up to meet it
and then descended back into Carol with a desperate lunges.
With one hand still fondling his balls I brought my other hand up
and with my index finger I started to stroke his adorable arse-hole. I
tickled and teased it and forced my finger in and rubbed against his
pituitary gland. I gazed down on his strong neck that Carol was biting
into as the tension built up. I planted my lips on it diametrically
opposite Carol's and before long he had a pair of whopping love-bites
adorning his lovely neck. He turned and whispered in my ear, "Shove it
right up me Rick, I want you to fuck me with all your might. Shaft me
as hard as you like, I just want to take it all." I pushed my throb-
bing cock up against his hole and pressed gently but insistently until
it started to slip in.
He moaned with ecstasy as my cock slid ponderously in and before
long it was in as far as it would go. My abdomen pressed hard against
the fine hairs on the cheeks of his arse which bristled against me. My
cock was held vicelike in his sphincter as I paused to savour the per-
vasive warm sensation I was experiencing around my penis. Then I
slowly started to take up the rhythm that the other two had estab-
lished as I commenced thrusting with gradually stronger and stronger
strokes. We gasped and panted with sheer exhilaration as the in-
evitable climax to our session hurried closer.
Faster and faster Gary shafted Carol and I shafted Gary until I
could feel a tension building in my balls that I knew my release could
only be seconds away. I groaned as the pressure increased and gave a
final mighty plunge as the fountain suddenly burst with hot streams of
spunk surging up through my prick. Wave after wave spurted out, it
just didn't seem to stop. And practically simultaneously Gary and
Carol climaxed. I felt Gary's sphincter tighten round my cock as it
went into spasms while he shot his load into her. And I could feel
Carol's cunt contracting wildly as we had the most fantastic triple
multiple orgasm you could possibly imagine.
Well we lay there for a long while after that totally and utterly
knackered but blissfully content. Finally Gary turned to me and said,
"Well I bet that was the best fuck you ever had," and I had to admit
that it certainly was.