Chapter 2

I looked to see how Treg was handling the sight of Harper’s naked titties only to see him grinning from ear to ear, staring at my girl’s nipples to the exclusion of his own girl’s. I guess it was fair since I was gawking at his girl’s nipples. I still didn’t like him being there.

They mashed their chests together, pressing four big tits in, around, and between each others’. It was truly spectacular!

Harper beckoned me closer. Their naked shoulders touched my chest and I looked down into double cleavage, scarcely noticing how Harper was massaging my dick and loosening my belt.

When my pants hit the floor my penis bounced out, only to be quickly sandwiched between two soft feminine bellies. Ecstasy! My cock gave a premonitory jerk but I held the impending premature orgasm back by sheer strength of will.

Scarlet pulled my head into the erotic abyss whereupon I inhaled the perfumed scents. Smothered and blinded, I kissed the warm flesh of someone’s breasts. I’m pretty sure I was only allowed access to Harper’s boobs which were caressing my lips, and not Scarlet’s bigger jugs.

Harper yanked my throbbing erection, sadly, pulling it from between the sexy nymphs, but also never letting go. Meanwhile, Scarlet’s hand snaked down to her left to unseen territory.

Cold air rushed over my cockskin only for a moment before a steamy wetness engulfed my rod. I couldn’t hold out. I lost control, instantly jerking and spewing a larger than average load into what I was just then realizing was Treg’s mouth. Lost in the sensations I craned my head sideways, watching in revulsion as I pumped his face, aware it was a guy but not able to stop myself. Below me I witnessed the wrongness of a man’s head being guided onto my spasming cock by Scarlet’s hand behind his neck.

When I calmed down the two girls were hugging Treg, patting his chest, and congratulating him on being so manly. Their four breasts were touching him and not me. Worse, their words of admiration were directed at him and not me. Left alone I was deserted, abandoned. Was there no attention to be directed my way?

“What about me?” I barely croaked. The two half naked vixens turned, seemingly sympathetic to my plight, but descended upon me, not like lovers, but like predators to prey.

They fawned all over me and now finally it was my turn to feel Scarlet’s huge knockers pressed to my skin. Her massive mammaries hugged my arm, tantalizing my lust. Their hands were all over me prodding and pushing. Unaware of their intentions, I let myself be guided to my knees with my face between my girl’s fine mammaries.

In a sudden turn of events one gentle but firm hand from each girl pushed on my neck urgently, propelling me toward Treg’s rapidly approaching cock. As if in a dream I heard Harper’s rushed and ragged voice, “Real men aren’t selfish. You owe Treg now.” Like a chubby rocket it flew at my lips, propelled inside before I could object or even react.

It was wide, wider than my own by a long shot. Harper and scarlet seesawed my head and Treg pumped my mouth, possessed by his unrelenting need.

He grunted and jabbed at me frantically and I was helpless to do anything other than suppress my sense of impending doom. But it didn’t happen.

Scarlet encouraged him with slutty encouragements, “Go on Treg. Fuck your buddies mouth and cum for us.” But it was useless: he wasn’t turned on by me. To me that proved he was all man. To the girls it proved that he wasn’t.

The face fuck grew long and tedious while scarlet’s admonishments to Treg turned harsh. “What kind of man are you if you can’t even give your friend your load?” She was downright mean and at that moment I was glad I wasn’t Treg.

Meanwhile Harper whispered in my ear, “Isn’t that the better cock? It’s so girthy. And he’s got such animalistic energy. Don’t you wish you had just a little more? But you have this beautiful thick log in your mouth and you have me to thank, don’t you, dear?”

She fingered my cock and to my surprise it was jutting out stiff as a board. “My how manly you are with that big rock hard cock. I told you this would be good for you.”

Treg’s dick softened while his thrusting turned into half hearted motions.

Scarlet was downright cruel, “The wimp can’t do it.” I searched his eyes for the pain I was sure he was feeling as Harper tried to be helpful, “Jam your fingers up his ass. That always works.” The look of shock and fear on his face was unmistakable. I waited for Scarlet to insult his rectum but then considered that Harper was probably talking to me.

My girl caressed my face, “You’re doing a great job even if Treg isn’t helping.” She bent down to kiss my cheek and my only thought was that she was going to place her pretty lips on Treg’s penis. I lifted my hand to Treg’s hip, blocking her access. But Harper swooned, “Oooh, pull him into your being.” Next her mouth was at my ear whispering secrets, “You know you’re the better man, Jack.”

His staff was half way into my mouth as feelings of misplaced pride welled up inside my chest.

I felt superior to Treg and I was ready to prove I was better.

I couldn’t bring myself to give him a ‘special’ blowjob like one of Harper’s. But I could massage his nuts with slippery fingers. The effect was instantaneous.

Scarlets fingers tapped the side of my throat, “Do I feel a lump here? Is he deepthroating Treg’s fatty?”

Harper “oohed” and moved her hand to my throat to feel for herself. She sounded so disappointed, “I don’t feel anything.” She may not have felt anything but I sure felt a new hardness return to his previously deflated cock.

I had to accept the challenge, to take it down! I rose up on my knees a bit to get some leverage, then pushed against that fat log. Gagging, I felt the blunt end butt against the opening to my throat. But it wouldn’t go in.

I wiped tears from my eyes then tried again to no avail. It wanted to go down but was disappointingly wider than the passage.

Harper noticed my efforts, “Oh you sexy stud. I’m gonna have to reward you with more of my special treats. But here, let me help.” Saying that she got behind me and using both hands pushed on the back of my head.

I ate up the compliment just like I was eating up Treg’s dick. I held my jaw open as wide as I could, letting my girlfriend do her best to impale me on the spear.

She and I worked together, eventually achieving the impossible. It stretched me and seemed stuck but the uncomfortably wide snake finally burrowed its way down to the root. I knew Scarlett’s drumming fingers could feel the bulge now just as I knew both girls thought I was the better man.

By massaging his nads I was positive it was going to be my win, based on my efforts, when I overcame his weakness and made him cum.

Then I had my sign: I proved it, of the two of us, I was the more masculine stud. And I knew the jerking spasms I felt transmitted from his organ to my throat meant that his cum was pulsing into my belly.

Treg fell back onto the couch, exhausted, as I searched the beaming faces of the two wild vixens for affirmation. I searched Harper’s bright eyes without disappointment and we shared the kiss of star-crossed lovers.

Her lips mashed into mine vigorously while her hands jerked my cock with even more urgency. For the second time that night I shot my pent up load strangely excited by the experience of cocksucking.

When we broke it off she implored, desperate for me to affirm her desires this time, “Did his goo taste as good as you’d dreamed?”

I realized only then that I didn’t know. The deposit had gone down untasted. I shrugged, “Shoot! I don’t even know, Harper.” I patted my stomach. “It went straight here.”

We were resigned to the loss, though my girl offered consolation, “Next time don’t be so greedy and we can find out.”

I think she was suggesting we snowball his cum. But I didn’t want my future fiance tasting Treg’s spooge – And I wanted it all for myself.

Just then Scarlett beckoned. “We can’t let you finish without your prize.” She was milking her loser boyfriend’s soft dick and had managed to squeeze out a sizable sparkly diamond drop which seeped from the slit, perched there just for me.”

I was no longer driven by lust and had lost my urge to be anywhere near a dick. But when she called it a ‘prize’ it was my chance to openly claim victory.

I crawled over, debating whether to swipe it off with my fingers or lick it when Harper made up my mind for me, “See? I told you real men suck cock.”

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