Double Exposure: A Dark MMF Bisexual Romance Page 5

  “It’s just that,” he said again, taking a deep breath. “I need you Jed. I fucking need you, when I saw you with Vicky last night,” he shook his head, frustrated and confused. “I needed it so bad. I needed your dick in me, not in that hot puss. I needed it deep in my ass, making me feel real.”

  I leaned back again.

  “Well, I’m here now,” I drawled. “You wanna give it a go? Better now than never.”

  Brian’s head jerked up at me.

  “Now?” he ground out disbelievingly. “But my wife just died.”

  “Who the fuck cares? You know Hannah was getting someone else’s dick up her backside, so why don’t you do the same? Tit for that, all that shit.”

  But Brian is a principled mofo and he shook his head helplessly.

  “I don’t think I can,” he ground out, torn with hungry eyes. “It just doesn’t seem right, it’s too fucking soon.”

  I cut him off with my hand.

  “Let’s go another way then,” I said. “How about your dick up my ass?” Yeah, I’m a man of hard talk and this conversation was no exception. I was giving him the options straight, no bull, no subtle hints and sly manipulations.

  My partner’s eyes flared at the crass words, although his body tensed with anticipation.

  “You’re shitting me,” he ground out.

  I merely smiled back, flashing those movie star whites.

  “Shit does come out there, but that’s no way to start. Naw, I like some cock once in a while too, feels good. Feels fucking amazing in fact, you know squeezing my small hole and all.”

  Brian shook his head.

  “Fuck my life,” was all he could manage. “Fuck my life.”

  But I could see the bulge in his pants as he leaned back, the massive member making an appearance. Oh yeah, my eyes had been all over that hot rod last night, the way Brian had stroked it furiously, milking himself until he splattered on my office door. And Mr. Happy was absolutely in play now, the hard, hot ridge in his pants begging to be released.

  “Take it out,” I coaxed, voice silky. “Take it out and let’s see.” I had to initiate him slow. Last night had broken through unheard barriers, but Brian was a newbie to the M/M world, dying to get laid but moving in fits and starts. He needed a little prodding, a little guidance.

  And like in a trance, that big hand unsnapped the button on his suit pants before unzipping, reaching inside. I was big as a house now, ready to cross swords with him anytime, but he paused, making me tense with unbearable anticipation.

  “Jed?” he asked, deep voice confused.

  “Do it,” I said soothingly. “Do it, look here’s mine,” I rasped, and with one swift movement, my cock was out, ten inches, the tip already glistening with pre-cum, heavy and stiff. Brian’s eyes flared, hungry and needy, and in a flash, his was out as well, just as horny, just as ready to fuck.

  “That’s it,” I said in a soothing voice. “That’s it. Now pull it out and start stroking, show me what you like big boy.”

  Never taking his eyes away from me, that flat palm began moving up and down his fuckrod, caressing the hard length, even tracing the bulging vein on the bottom lightly, teasing himself.

  “Fuck,” he breathed. “Fuck fuck fuck.”

  I smirked.

  “Oh we’ll be fucking soon, don’t you worry big boy,” I said, voice silky. “I got you covered. But for now, just stroke yourself and enjoy. Let Daddy see you play, let me see you palm that hard shaft, get yourself going.”

  And Brian’s head tilted back then, eyes closing as he played with himself. Fuck, that hard shaft was so huge, pointing straight at me from his hips, like a gun ready to do battle. Liquid wetness rolled off the tip, his penis hole streaming wetly and I wanted nothing more but to get down and slurp it hard, to take it into my mouth and do some deep sucking.

  But for the moment, Brian had to prepare himself, and acclimate his brain to the fact that he was doing this for another man. Opening your eyes and seeing a dude’s lips on your dick can be disorienting and I didn’t want to scare him shitless, not when he was so new to the game.

  So instead, I got up, shedding my clothes and standing nude in front of the man, like a towering god.

  “Open your eyes,” I commanded. “Keep fucking yourself and open your eyes.”

  Because I wanted to take him through it step by step. I wanted him to get used to the fact that we’d be fucking a lot, and he needed to see me in all my glory, accept me for the man I am, dominant, alpha and horny as fuck. So as Brian’s eyes fluttered open again, I stood before him like Zeus descended from Olympus, huge, hard, my own fuck shaft dripping hungrily with the essence of man.

  And as he registered my form, that huge dick jerked again, appreciation and lust invading his eyes.

  “Fuck,” was all he breathed. “Fuck me.”

  I grinned like a mofo, never taking my eyes from his.

  “Naw, not that,” I said, shaking one finger at him although my cock quivered at the invitation. “Like I said, we’re gonna do it the other way first. Your asshole has never been stretched while mine’s been used more than a few times,” I intoned with a nasty grin. “So yeah, I’m gonna get my butthole fucked first.”

  And with that, I turned so that I was facing away from him, backing up slowly towards the big man.

  “Hold your dick up,” I commanded. “Hold that stiffie steady.”

  Brian practically stopped breathing, unable to believe this was really gonna happen. That big body trembled and vibrated, shaking with lust, dicktip dripping wetly as I positioned myself above him, straddling his lap, lowering my anus.

  Because yeah, I was gonna make things easy. For guys who are recently bi, sometimes they can’t get the gumption to fuck into another man’s ass, it’s too much, too soon. So I was going to pave the way by fucking my own asshole down onto that monster dick, taking the choice out of his hands. It was gonna be rough going, I’ve taken dick in my ass multiple times, but Brian’s got one for the ages. His pole was massive, it was going to spread my ass cheeks wide, making my tunnel stretch in a way that I’d never envisioned.

  But I wanted it, oh god, I wanted it. My best buddy, my partner, my law school pal, had finally arrived. Feelings had welled up inside that could no longer be repressed, and we were gonna go full on, rock hard and ready until we both passed out, our sperm flying all over.

  So nudging closer, I backed up, squatting until my asshole hovered above his dick. And then bending forward slightly, I leaned over so that my cheeks parted on their own, showing my lover the hot spot.

  “See it?” I rumbled deep, casting him a sly glance over my shoulder. “See what you’re getting?”

  I half expected the big man to draw away, to stand up in disgust and denial, screaming that he wanted no part of this. But instead, there is a God. Because like a dirty mofo, Brian leaned forward and licked my anus, letting his tongue trail over the brown pucker, my pleats contracting immediately at the slickly wet touch.

  “Unnnh,” I moaned, eyes closing at the heavenly sensation. “Awww fuck.”

  Brian grinned in back of me, tongue still doing its business.

  “Aw fuck is right, thought I’d give you some lube back here.”

  And since the alpha was getting into it, I invited him to do more.

  “Spit on my ass,” I rasped harshly. “Spit on my ass and coat me with your saliva.”

  Brian smiled then and did as told, a hot loogie dropping into my butt crack before spreading into my dark star, lubing me up, getting that tight spot ready. But he didn’t stop there. Brian spit in his hand too, getting it good and wet, and rubbed all over his shaft to make sure that it was sticky with a mix of saliva and his sperm. And once everything was well coated, he leaned forward and swiped at me one last time with that wicked tongue.

  “Ready?” he murmured. “Ready? Because this hot fucker is ready to go.”

  And bracing my hands on the sofa, I grunted softly before beginning. My butt began descending
until my anus touched his dicktip, just a butterfly brush, a preview of what was to come. But Brian was so turned on that his dick burst a little, a small, hot wet jet of sperm going right up my hole, making me jerk unexpectedly.

  “Unnh!” I cried out. Fuck, it felt so good, that viscous pre-cum in my anus. But I wanted more, I wanted an entire load in there, a thick deposit that would make my ass cry. So gripping the couch cushions, I started again. Slowly, I bumped my butthole until it was once again positioned on his penis head, just a quarter inch in, and began to press downwards with my hips.

  “Mmm,” I moaned, eyes fluttering shut. God, Brian was so huge, so fucking massive that it felt like my anus was being split by a baseball bat. The stretching was almost unbearable, tight and dry, making my insides churn with anticipation and fear at once. But oh god, it was Brian, this is what I’d been dreaming of for years, so I slowly wormed my ass down further, working myself on that hot shaft.

  “Oh yeah,” muttered the alpha in back of me. “Shit that asshole looks good spread.”

  And I smirked to myself although Brian couldn’t see because the visual must have been amazing. My brown hole parting, so tiny and precious, and now stretched like all fuck around his vicious member, the tight ring gripping him, probably pulsing as he watched. And with a wiggle, I wormed myself down even further, a couple inches of dick in my backside now, making me feel impaled and oh so full.

  “Yeah,” I grunted hoarsely. “Fuck yeah.”

  But Brian is a dirty mofo. Even though he’s new, he wanted it and wasn’t shy about saying so.

  “All the way, lover,” he ground out. “Fuck my dick all the way with that pretty ass.”

  And I had to do as told. It wasn’t clear who was the dom now, me or him, if I was the Daddy or if it was him. But it didn’t matter because we were both having the time of our lives, dick has never felt so good in me before. And Brian was eating it up, his breathing rough behind me, that hot cock stiff and so dominant in my behind. So with a deep sigh, summoning my resolve, I relaxed my pelvic muscles as best as I could and sat down, hard. With a pop that was almost a loud bang, it happened. My sphincter muscles let go and suddenly that huge, ten inch shaft was buried all the way in, reaching almost to my throat.

  “Aww fuck,” I groaned, squirming a bit on his lap, impaled deep. “Aww fuck fuck fuck.” It felt so good, split in two, that heavy iron rod solidly up my backside and my dick quivered on its own, leaking cum like a dripping faucet now. “Aw fuck,” I began.

  But Brian cut me off.

  “Feels amazing,” he panted. “Now fuck me, lover, fuck me.”

  And I could only do as told. My master had spoken and lifting my hips up, I leaned forward before going back down, caressing that cock with my asshole, letting him feel deep inside of me.

  “Mmm,” he moaned throatily, big hands squeezing my thighs. “Mmm.”

  But there was more to it than that. Brian is a generous man, has always been. And right now, he wasn’t going to leave me out either, he wasn’t gonna leave me high and dry. Because in the middle of his first man on man interaction, with his dick buried in my butt, he wanted me to feel pleasure as well. So one big hand slowly slipped up my leg until his fingers encircled my cock, squeezing tight, testing, caressing the pulsing length.

  “That’s it,” he murmured in back of me, breath hot on my neck. “Ride me hard, loverboy, I want you to come too.”

  And that was it. I needed it, his fist gripping my shaft was too much and I began drawing my hips up and down, fucking that rod like it was the tastiest hotdog on earth. It absolutely owned me, it was the center of gravity for me, my heavy ass pounding down again and again. And I rode it like a bucking bronco then, all thoughts of pain and agony gone, ecstasy splintering through my frame. So maybe walking would be difficult tomorrow, I might need crutches or a wheelchair. Who cares? It was worth it, it was worth being with the big man.

  So like a heavy machine, I began doing the ass drill, heaving my hips up and down, giving Brian the visual of his life. My tiny anal ring gripped that big dick like none other, working itself up and down his pole, swallowing before letting up again. And in the meantime, he jerked me off, that huge hand like a vise around my shaft, pulling me to heaven, making me tremble and shiver, ass and dick both flaming with sensation.

  And the dirtiness, the fucking illicitness of what we were doing, threw us both over the edge. Oh yeah, this is what I love about man on man. There’s a heavy feel to it all, a deep, rutting sensuousness that can happen with a woman, but women are wet, swollen and slippery, made for fucking, while with a man, our anal holes are unbearably tight, the contrast made all the more apparent when you’re a hulking six five. So with a roar, a shake, and a massive shout, Brian and I came together, his dick jerking in my ass, balls tight and raised as he spurted like a madman, hot, thick semen coating my insides.

  And at the same time, I erupted like a volcano, shooting semen at least five feet out, an arc of the good stuff soaring into the air before splattering loudly on the tile. Holy shit, holy shit, I’ve never come so hard and the beating in my ass only stimulated my prostate more, making each pulse leap from my penis higher, faster harder. It was so fucking good that had it been in a woman, I would have seeded her immediately, that fertile female body would have sucked my sperm deep and gotten pregnant immediately.

  I shook heavily, imagining a woman with me right then, legs spread, sucking that male liquid hungrily, and at that very moment, my eyes opened to see a trembling brunette standing at the front door, her curvy form backlit by the sunlight outside. Oh fuck, oh fuck, who the hell was this? And how had she gotten inside? Had we left the door open by accident? I couldn’t move though, my body in the middle of ecstatic convulsions, penis still pumping like a firehose.

  But there was no need to worry because although shock flitted across her face, it was just as quickly replaced by hunger. And this was no innocent nymph, no clueless teen. Sure, she was young but she knew what she was doing. Because in a flash, the brunette was inside, kneeling by us, mouth open, worshipping at the altar of two gods. And I knew what she wanted, what she craved.

  “Angie?” came Brian’s groan from behind me. “Angie? Stop!”

  But it was too late. Because I lifted off his dick mid-spurt, a white lash of cum erupting onto my backside, his huge member appearing from my ass, and just as quickly, this Angie person bent her head to take his dick into her mouth.

  “Angie no!” came Brian’s rough grunt. “No, no!”

  But it was too late. That honeysuckle mouth had already encased his hot shaft and now the veins pulsed even harder if possible, shooting the good stuff down her mouth as the female’s cheeks hollowed, vacuuming like a mighty Hoover.

  “Mmph,” she moaned, lips dripping with gooey white, the liquid overflowing. “Mmm.”

  Brian threw his head back then and groaned out loud, the culmination of all the nastiness. Because this had to be his young sister-in-law, the one he’d mentioned. The one he wanted to fuck to be more accurate, and it seemed that feeling was returned. It seemed that our dirty girl hadn’t even hesitated for a split second, and catching her man doing an M/M bang hadn’t turned her off at all, she was into it. And now, she was gulping Brian’s sperm like it was the fountain of youth, the more sperm down her gut, the longer she’d live.

  So I grinned even as I pulled off, slowly swinging one leg around to leave Brian to his oral. Fuck, it looked good, the brunette was so curvy, ripe tits practically spilling out the vee of her t-shirt, jeans hugging wide hips and thick thighs. Damn, I even had visions of yanking those pants off and giving her a little dick from behind and she sucked my partner dry.

  But even I underestimated the chickadee because once Angie finished Brian, she licked her lips lasciviously, and looked up with naughty eyes. What next? Was she gonna scream insults, pretend this was the nastiest scene that she’d ever come upon, that she’d been forced somehow to give oral? But instead, Angie slowly wiped her lips, savoring th
e sperm, before turning to me and looking my frame up and down. But it wasn’t a challenge, she wasn’t competing with me for Brian. Instead, her eyes zeroed in on my hard, hot shaft, coated with semen and the look of hunger intensified in her eyes.

  “Hey Jed,” came that throaty voice, feminine and making my body rumble unexpectedly. “Hey Jed, you want some too? Because I’m only too happy to do two.”

  And with that, it was on again. Oh yeah, my dick jerked and Angie smiled secretively before moving towards me on her knees, bending her head and slurping my shaft into her mouth. Holy shit, this was beyond my wildest dreams. I’ve lived thirty-five years and seen a lot of nastiness, been down into the cesspool of humanity, sampled the worst of the working girls. But this teenage nymphet had topped them all. Because stumbling upon a man-on-man, she’d gotten right into it, slurping off Brian and now giving me, a virtual stranger, some hot mouth on dick. Fuck, this girl was right for us … and I absolutely had to have more.

  CHAPTER SIX

  Angie

  It was wrong, for sure. It was so, so wrong. Because we got a midnight visit from two patrolmen, informing us that Hannah had died.

  “What?” gasped my mom, the color draining from her face, gripping the door frame to keep on her feet. “What?”

  The cop was firm, if sympathetic.

  “I’m so sorry Mrs. Moore,” he said, eyes somber. “But Hannah Jones was discovered with no heartbeat at the Courtside Club around 2 a.m. a couple hours ago.”

  “The Courtside Club?” I parroted dumbly. “But why was she there? At two in the morning?”

  The cops looked at one another for a moment, exchanging a glance before turning back to us.

  “We can’t come to any conclusions at this time, but a Jorge Ramirez dialed 9-1-1 and called the paramedics to the scene,” said one evenly, gaze steady.