Chapter 2

I was half expecting her to ask me to allow her to suck Juan. But I was fully fearing that she was intent on wanting me to do it.

The guys ‘ooohed’ like she had offered me some forbidden and previously withheld sexual act. But I knew the truth: she was going to stop putting an end to me getting that boat we argued about too much.

Well, that sealed the deal. Eyes down, I addressed the whole group, “OK, I’ll do it.”

“You don’t sound too happy, Tim.” Taunted Zoraya,

“OK, I’ll do it!” I announced with more feigned enthusiasm. Everyone clapped and cheered which is not exactly what I was expecting.

Reluctantly, I got down in front of Juan. I glanced at Johnny and he already had Ty’s cock in his mouth down to the balls. Shit! Who knew Johnny was so talented? And quick? I suppose the little cocksucker couldn’t wait.

But who was I to think poorly of Johnny as a cocksucker? I was about to do the same thing.

Copying Johnny I unfastened Juan’s belt, then his button and zipper, before I started tugging at his baggy cargo pants. As he lifted his ass off the chair to help me out I happened to look up only to see a wide expectant grin on his face. Was it better that I was about to make him happy as he lusted over me, or would it have been better if he was just perfunctorily accepting a suck job to get off?

And exactly how did Zoraya feel about this? I looked her way only to see her gloating at Sheila. Women were such a mystery. Then when I checked on Sheila she was craning her neck, trying to get a better look at Ty’s cock. Meanwhile, Ty had his hands wrapped around Johnny’s head and wouldn’t let him up.

It was all a delay on my part to avoid freeing Juan’s horse cock but I’d only managed to waste about ten seconds.

With no more choice, I fumbled and grabbed the band of his BVDs and pulled. The elastic got caught so I had to make an intentional effort to lift it over the giant lump.

I turned to catch Sheila watching me, a gleam in her eye. Was that glint for me or because she was about to see the stallion’s tool? I fixed my eyes on her face as I lifted and pulled.

The underwear came down and the whole crowd gasped. They didn’t gasp when Ty’s cock was revealed. Though I had missed that moment.

Sheila’s mouth dropped in awe. Causing me to jerk my head back to see what was affecting her so strongly. Then it was my turn to gasp. I was stunned by the mere size of it. He wasn’t even hard and it looked like a 24 ounce Fosters lager beer can.

We all, everyone except Johnny, stared in awe for easily two minutes. It wasn’t an actual black cock like Ty’s, but it might as well have been for how big and dark it was. Uncircumcised, the beastly organ was wrinkled, veined, and ugly. I didn’t blame Zoraya for not wanting to suck it. His balls were covered with short wiry black hairs. The anteater tip hinted at the shape of the dickhead below. And even from a foot away the masculine musk was revolting.

Searching for an escape, no one came to my assistance. I thought that maybe Johnny should do Juan next after all – that would be logical.

Meanwhile, Johnny was too busy to notice my plight, and now Tracy was busy pulling and pushing roughly on her sissy husband’s head. I would have thought she and Ty would have coordinated their efforts with more collaboration but it looked more like they were fighting each other.

I may be exaggerating, but imagining the plump head going into me was like imagining putting a softball in your mouth.

“It’s too big. It can’t be done.”

Tracy never stopped forcing her husband’s face up and down on Ty and short of breath from her exertions, she egged my wife on, “Go on Sheila, make him do it just how I’m making Johnny do Ty.”

Sheila knelt next to me with her arm around my back. She brought her lips so close to my ear that they touched me. Then in the softest of whispers so no one else could possibly hear, she said the words I feared most, “You can get the bigger boat if you let me do it. I’ve never ever seen one like that. Doesn’t it look beautiful? Isn’t its perfume intoxicating? Tell me you want to see me blow it.”

The thought of my darling with another man’s cock in her mouth horrified me. “No!” I objected loudly, “That’s not what I want at all. I’ve got no choice but to do it myself.”

Tracy cheered gleefully, no doubt, thinking she’d found a kindred mistress. The others must have been thinking the same thing.

“Fine!” she pouted, “Suck that big beauty.”

I begged Juan, “How?”

“Just start by licking me all over.”

Sheila was still kneeling by my side and I needed to start before she offered me a yacht.

I put cockflesh on my lips. It was softer than any skin I’d ever felt – and burning hot. I forced myself to lick one side then figured I should do the other side too. He moaned – a lot.

Above me Zoraya’s voice rang out like the sound of a firing squad, “Look at your husband becoming a faggot, Sheila.”

Sheila fought back, “Look at your husband fleeing his frigid wife to find his well deserved relief… elsewhere.”

“I’d rather be with a cheater than a faggot.”

“Tim may be a faggot right now, but by tomorrow he’ll be one hundred percent man again. Juan will always go elsewhere.”

Juan was steaming mad, “Shut up and let me enjoy my blowjob. And I didn’t cheat with that woman.”

Zoraya, felt triumphant, “See? He’s not a cheater.”

But Sheila had an answer, “That woman was my sister and I know for a fact nothing happened. But he trades handjobs with Ty every week after they leave the titty bar.”

Just then Ty filled Johnny’s mouth with a roar. He held the hapless and struggling yellow pantied man deep on his spurting cock until his orgasm was complete. Then he pushed Johnny off, sending him flying, as he hurriedly yanked up his pants.

Sheila begged me, “Lick his balls too, Tim. That’ll show her.” I wondered just how.

But I licked the metallic tasting sack all over for my wife, removing the manly odor with my defiled tongue. It was hardly thirty seconds before Juan guided me to the head. I tried. I really tried but no more than half of the crown went into my mouth.

I heard Sheila’s voice as an echo, barely perceiving what she was telling me, “I can’t help it, Tim.” The next thing I knew her hands were wrapped around Juan’s log, jerking it into my mouth. “I’m sorry. I just had to feel it.”

A quick minute later Juan erupted. The spunk shot out in one long solid stream, more like whizzing than like the normal spurts that a man has. He held me in place as he filled me. The fluid overflowed back into my throat before I gagged and I forced my head backward against his hand to relieve the fire hydrant gush of it. Thick milk white goo spilled out over his gigantic dark club coating Sheila’s fingers as well.

Sucking his cock had been totally gross. And yet the cum was strangely pleasant.

Sheila was immobilized: holding her hands in front of our faces, not at all sure what to do with it all. I saw the indecision on her face. One second her hands hesitantly inched closer to her open mouth and the next she held them away as she wanted to honor me and be a good wife.

Her eyes net mine, begging. So I offered a deal, “The boat AND freely given unlimited blowjobs.”

Bringing her hands to her lips I had my answer seeing her relish the creamy treat – staring down zoraya as she did it was a bonus.

When she had finished all eyes were watching us. Some were judging, some were jealous, some were hateful, but none were friendly.

We ran across the street to our own home where I brushed my teeth and rinsed with mouthwash and made Sheila do the same.

In bed she explained the nuances of the night that I didn’t understand. She and Zoraya had hated each other for a long time, ever since the jealous bitch accused her of stealing me away from her, even though I never was ever aware that Zoraya had an interest in me or that she and I could have been an item.

It also turned out Ty didn’t have the big black cock we all assumed he possessed. Just as he pushed Johnny away Sheila got a glimpse of it, hard it was four or five inches long at best.

We were both equally baffled at the relationship Tracy and Johnny had.

That night she gave me the first one of many freely offered blowjobs.

True to her word the wonderful blowjobs became quite frequent, except that every time I come in her mouth she begs me to let her experience a big black cock for herself.

Don’t tell Sheila, but she’s wearing me down. I just have to figure out what I’m gonna get out of it when I eventually cave in.

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