Trials of Friends [Fiction]

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Yeah... that would be something. I'm just writing this for your benefit at the moment; to be honest, even though I'd like to get it published, I'm not familiar with any editing houses that publish this sort of writing.

If you know any, let me know.

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Brad got up and retrieved his laptop and set it in the middle of the room. Mostly everyone knew the program which was running. Some time ago, Barry had designed a random dare generator. I had played with it twice so far, the first time with the entire group at our first get together, the second time with only Sarah and Jennifer. It had levels of involvement which you could select. We'd already decided that this game would be involved up to the point before sexual intercourse. This had been discussed with mostly everyone.

Brad explained how we were going to proceed with this one.

"Everyone in turn will get both a truth and a dare. Now the dare might involve someone else, but that someone will be determined randomly by the computer. I input everyone's names for that purpose. We'll also go randomly around the players, just to be fair. Any questions."

Prissy raised her hand.

"You don't need to raise your hand."
"Okay... I was wondering just how involved we can get into these dares. I mean, it's been a while since I played, and we used to be really nasty."

I answered.

"We try to avoid nasty most of the time, and you can always refuse to do a dare."
"But if you do, you get a penalty," Brad replies.
"Like what?"

For a moment, I consider the possibilities.

"I suggest we do something cumulative."

Brad turns to me.

"How so?"
"Something along the lines of three strikes, you're out."
"Why? We're only going to do one round of dares anyway."
"I know, but because there are team stunts, people might get to refuse more than once."
"Okay yeah."
"Here's how I see it. You refuse once you strip naked. Refuse twice, we tie you up. Refuse three times... anything goes."
"Within reason," Jennifer adds.
"Of course."

Everyone considers my proposition and agrees with it. Brad takes control of the room.

"Great! Let's get started. First player up."

The computer randomly determines who goes first: it's Brigitte. She gets up, setting the tone for the other players.

"Hit me!"
"Truth first: Have you ever skinny dipped with anyone?"
"Yes I do. With Brad, all the time. I've done it with others too. Lots of times."
"And now your dare: If target player is willing, you must remove two items for every one item that player removes."

We check. The target player is Sarah. I smile. Brad speaks up.

"Don't throw your clothes too far. You'll need to get them back for the next game."
"If we get to the next game!" Jennifer says.

Everyone laughs. Brigitte looks at Sarah.

"Lead the way, lovely."

Sarah gets up and tosses her sandals off. Brigitte pouts.

"That's not fair, but all right."

She removes her high heels and then her stockings, reaching under her miniskirt to do so. Sarah considers her next move. She pulls her red camisole off above her head, revealing the green sports bra I knew she was wearing, and sticks her tongue out at Brigitte playfully. Brigitte is not the least disconcerted and reaching under her blouses, she pulls off her black bra without removing the blouse. Girls are so good doing that. She then reaches under her skirt and removes a black thong. She is effectively without any form of undergarment. Sarah hesitates for a moment: she is one item away from stripping Brigitte completely, but she sits back down. Brigitte seems disappointed but Sarah explains.

"Let's keep some for later."

The sexual tension in the room has already begun to rise. The playfulness of Sarah and Brigitte is contagious. Brad selects the next player to go. It is Claire, who also gets up.

"My truth is?..."
"Which nationality arouses you? Tell the group the reasons why?"

Claire ponders her answer.

"To be honest, I'm into caucasians, like me. Don't get me wrong. A gorgeous black woman, or an indian woman, I find them very appealing, but against my skin, during sex, I don't know. It feels more comfortable with someone whose skin is tan is the same as mine. That doesn't make a racist, does it?"
"Of course not," Cassie calms Claire down.
"And my dare?"
"Gently massage the legs and thighs of target player for the next four turns of the game! In this case, target player is... Jimmy."

Claire stares at Jimmy, who blushes.

"Uh... so... Do I have to take off my pants or what?"
"No you don't. Just come sit here, and I'll massage your legs."
"'Kay."

Jimmy moves about and sits facing Claire; she moves him sideways and starts to massage his thigh. Jimmy seems relatively insecure but he says nothing. His gaze seems to avoid Thomas'.

Jennifer is then called up to the plate. I'm actually hoping she gets a stunt involving Sarah, but everything is random.

"Truth: if you were stranded on a desert island with one other player, who would it be and why?"

I see Jennifer struggling with this one. She is clearly hesitant. On the one hand, she wants to say Prissy, the girl she is currently dating. On the other, I sense she wants to make a rapprochement with Sarah, but can't bring herself to say it out loud. Eventually, she chooses.

"Sarah."

No one is really surprised. I see Sarah staring at Jennifer.

"No offense to you, Prissy, but I don't know you well enough yet."

Prissy doesn't really seem troubled by the answer. I'm glad for that. Sarah's focus is strictly on Jennifer. The next words may or may not be the ones to heal their rift. I'm hoping they are or, if not, at least that they'll help.

"Sarah is... my best friend. She's known me forever, she knows all my secrets, and she knows I care for her deeply. She tolerates me, my imperfections and my many flaws. I don't get that from a lot of people. Frankly, if I had to spend my life in isolation, it would have to be her, because she would be the best person to keep me company in the long haul, just to keep me grounded and prevent from going insane from the loneliness."

Sarah is searching the meaning of these words to find something she can use against Jennifer, but so far, she seems to be coming up empty. Jennifer hurriedly moves away from the topic by turning to Brad.

"My dare?"
"Your dare is: exchange an article of clothing of your choosing, with target player as fast as you can. In your case, with Bonnie."

Jennifer and Bonnie look at each other. They silently consult themselves. Once they're ready, Brad gives them the go-ahead. They start removing their skirts. Jennifer slides her black short skirt off quickly, revealing a yellow thong that matches with her yellow top. Bonnie struggles a little with her black knee eskirt. She'S wearing white non-revealing panties. They finish the manoeuvre by putting on the other's skirt, while we watch and smile at their akwward spectacle.

Cassie is up next. She dances a little as she stands.

"I'm ready. Truth me."
"Truthing: Have you a special location you would like to make love to someone special?"

she smiles shyly.

"Yes. And you know the special someone."

Claire smiles, then seems serious.

"I hope it's me."

We all laugh at her joke. Cassie continues.

"I've always wanted to go into a waterfall; under the waterfall."

The image of them is not only erotic but so romantic. I feel my face blush. I'm getting stimulated myself. Even Sarah lets go of her anger for a moment.

"That's a nice image, Cassie."
"Aha! It is."
"And for your dare: while blindfolded, drop your pants and underwear; anyone in the room can visually examine your sex."

I see Cassie shivering. I've seen her naked before but it's been quite a while.

"Where's the blindfold?"

I toss it to her. She places it above her eyes. As people start to move about.

"Remember people, just peeking. No touching."

Cassie unbuttons her blue jeans, revealing red panties underneath. She pulls everything down at once, leaving it around her ankles and then she straightens herself. We see her shivering lightly. At first, no one moves. Then, Brad goes over in front of her and stares at her crotch.

"Spread your legs a little."

Cassie does her best to reveal a little more pink. Jennifer grabs Prissy and they both go take a closer look. Sarah motions to me to go; I'm reluctant to do so but she insists. I wait my turn, going after Brigitte. I get to my knees and stare at Cassie's sex. It is relatively swollen, I see small bits of wetness on her lips. Her smell is both weird and intoxicating. I want to kiss it but I hold back. Only Thomas and Jimmy don't participe in this stunt. Once we're done, Cassie pulls her clothes back up. She is extremely excited.

"Who's next, Brad?"
"Why, James, it's Thomas. Come on down!"

Thomas seems to be in a slightly better mood than earlier. I turn to him.

"Does it still hurt?"
"No. It's good. Come on Brad. Surprise me."
"Truth first: Have you ever paid for sex?"

Thomas is somewhat taken aback by the question.

"I have to say... yes, with a twist."
"Yes?"
"With a twist. I mean, it wasn't implied when we started, but I met this guy two years back, maybe. A one-night stand. I didn't actually pay for the sex, you know, it just sort of happened."
"Sort of happened?"

Sarah wants to know more, but Thomas seems a little shy about the incident.

"How does sex just happen?"
"Well, we got pretty drunk, and we headed back to his place, and we were joking about, and he said he'd give me a blowjob for something. Now, it was sort of a game, but I gave him twenty bucks. And it turns out, I got more than a blowjob."
"That's a story."

Brad smiles as he takes back the floor.

"Ready for daring?"
"You know I am."
"Have any two players kiss your bare bottom."

Everybody stops.

"And who are the lucky players? They are... Bonnie and Prissy."

Thomas shrugs and turns around, pulling his pants down to moon everyone. Prissy moves forward, amused and is joined by Bonnie.

"Welcome to the ass kisser's club, Prissy."
"I'm already a member, thanks."

And they both plant wet kisses on Thomas' bare bum. He is tickled by it but holds on. The girls return to their position and he pulls his pants back up. Thomas laughs as he turns back towards us.

"These games are silly."
"But they're fun!"

Everyone agrees with Cassie's comment. The next one up to bat is Sarah. As she stands, she winks at me. I wink back. She seems to be in better spirits as well. Hopefully the game is helping everyone's mood.

"Brad?"
"Yes Sarah?"
"Now."
"How often do you masturbate a week?"

Sarah laughs.

"Ah! Easiest question ever. Five or six. That's in addition to the sex."

It's true. I know Sarah masturbates every time she takes a bath, once every other day. I often find her masturbating in bed as well, before I join her.

"Dare me, Brad."
"I will. You have to: strip naked target player. In this case: Jennifer!"

There is a moment of pause, where I can actually hear the heartbeat of the universe.

"Well, if I must. Jenn?"

The world resumes at an alarming pace. Jennifer is standing up; Sarah has walked up to her and stares her down. Then, Sarah reaches for Jennifer'S yellow top, pulling it off without ceremony, exposing her ample breasts. Sarah gets down to her knees and removes Jennifer's sandals one at time, relishing in the partial humiliation she is inflicting her best friend. Jennifer has closed her eyes. I can only imagine what she is thinking.

Sarah reaches for the skirt, Bonnie's black knee skirt which Jennifer is now wearing. The skirt comes off, revealing the yellow thong. Sarah grabs the edges of the thong, plays with it for a moment, then pulls it off, almost tearing it off Jennifer. Sarah then stands up and faces Jennifer, who opens her eyes.

"You're stripped now."

The entire confrontation was both agressive and intensely erotic. I'm not the only to think so. Jennifer is doing her best to hold herself in check and not pounce. I can sense her desire to do the same to Sarah, to have sex with her immediately. But I also know that Sarah, even if she wishes the same, won't let Jennifer back in so easily. The healing process may be on its way, but I sense the bumps in the road ahead.

Everyone is staring at the centre of the circle. Sarah and Jennifer are standing face to face. Sarah is fully clothed except for her top; she only sports a green bra. However, Jennifer is fully naked, mere inches from her best friend with whom she is estranged. The antagonism between these two is like an aphrodisiac to everyone. Sarah is not backing away; Jennifer is standing motionless, humiliated and stripped, and reveling in her situation.

Thomas' strong voice brings us back to reality. It is the first Thomas has made his presence truly felt in the night.

"Thank you Sarah, Jenn, you can sit back down now."

I sense Sarah on the brink of tears. The anger she has swelling up inside her is slowly giving way to guilt, but she still won't let go. Jennifer, on the other hand, is stoic and unemotional as she returns to Prissy's side. Prissy places her hand over Jennifer's shoulder. Brad picks up the relay from Thomas.

"Okay... let's see who goes next."

It takes him a moment fumbling the computer, at which time I can examine Sarah a little more thoroughly. She is extremely aroused; I see the tips of her hipples through the heavy bra cloth.

"Next up: Jimmy."

Jimmy is possibly the most oblivious person to what is going on, and I'm glad for it. His nonchalance lightens the mood in the room. By now, Claire has stopped massaging Jimmy's thighs.

"Fine. Let's go."
"Truth, Jimmy. What size was the largest penis you ever held?"

The question hits me like a ton of bricks: of all the random questions, why did it have to be this one? Sometimes, I think fate plays a strange hand with us. Jimmy doesn't seem fazed at all.

"Ten inches."

Everyone stares at him with a little shock, even Thomas. We know it's not Thomas', he's shorter than that. It doesn't belong to anyone in the room, clearly.

"Can we have details?" Barry inquires.
"Sure. T'was Ways back. Some dude I knew back then... we use ta joke around a lot. Anyways, some point, we compared. He was huge. Said he wanted to do porn. Anyways, we got to jerk each other off."

As the rumor dies down after the revelation, Brad hits Jimmy with his dare.

"Gently stroke any erogenous zone of target player."

Random determination targets Barry, who seems equally surprised. He gets up and walks over to Jimmy.

"Do I have to take off my pants?"
"It doesn't say so, so no."

Jimmy nonchalantly rubs Barry's crotch for a full minute. Barry doesn't really seem to mind, but he does blush at the notion of us watching him. Eventually, he returns to his seat. Jimmy doesn't affected one way or another. As Barry is sitting back down, he gets called up to the plate, so he remains standing. He gets his truth.

"Have you ever fantasized about watching a partner or close friend having sex with someone else?"
"Oh absolutely. I love seeing Bonnie go at it, whether it's with me or someone else. It drives me wild to see her having fun, having an orgasm, being able to witness it. Sometimes I'd actually like to film."
"Well, you know how I feel about that."
"Yeah, I know."

They kiss. I can see Barry has a hard-on under his pants. Brad assigns his dare.

"Select another player of the same sex and perform an erotic dance with them."

As it turns out, I'm the one called out to do the dance. I get up and move towards Barry, somewhat shy. I remember my visit to Jimmy at the gym, the initial awkwardness and then the feeling of familiarity. I'm hoping to find that with Barry. He must sense that I'm a bit nervous.

"It's cool, man."

He wraps his arms around me and does most of the motion, moving his body in front of me. I can't help but stare into his eyes. His hands slide across my arms, along my sides and my thighs. I eventually try to emulate his moves, but they don't feel comfortable, so I simply sway to his rhythm. As he gets back up, he starts kissing me on the neck; his lips send shivers down my spine, and I sincerely do not know if I'm aroused or intimidated. He finishes his dance by rubbing his lips gently against mine. We kiss slightly. My tongue slips along my own lips and along his. He pulls his tongue out a little and we kiss. I pull away. The sensation is too intense at the moment. Barry understands and stops.

I notice everyone's stares on us. Barry is smiling, already dismissive of what just happened. It helps me deal with it as I return besides Sarah. My heart is racing and I am turned on, despite the relative unease surrounding the dare. Fortunately, it's still Brad's responsibility to keep the game going.

"Jim, you ready for this? You're up."
"Sure."

I say that but I do not feel entirely myself at the moment. I'm apt enough to fake it though.

"Your truth: have you ever had sex with another person while your partner watched?"

At least I know the answer to this one.

"Yes. More than once."
"Really?"

Brigitte is inquisitive. She wasn't present during the final spring break activity of she would know.

"Yes. Five times?"

I look at Sarah for confirmation.

"Five?"
"Well... the four girls and... and Jenn."
"Oh right."
"Five."

Everyone seems impressed. This is the second I've had such a reaction tonight. I guess I have come a long way. Then again, I don't want to dwell too much on spring break. It happened, there's no denying it, but I want to move forward from there, not look back. I'm already feeling better.

"And my dare?"
"Target player removes as many items of clothing as they want. You must remove as many as them. They may put your clothes back on themselves."

As it turns out, the target player is Brad. I look at him, wondering how mean he is going to be with me. I sense a malicious streak building up inside him. I know beforehand I'm getting naked.

Brad got up and immediately removed his black t-shirt. I removed my dark green open shirt. His movements were swift, non-erotic. He was removing items of clothing, not putting on a show. But there a shock. He was wearing a black bra. Everyone stared.

"What? Don't you need support?"

We all laughed hysterically for a minute or so.

"Why are you wearing a bra?"
"Well..."

He turned to Brigitte.

"You can tell them."
"She makes me wear one."

Again, laughs. But we all knew about their unique relationship so it was not that surprising. The bra eventually came off; so did my green t-shirt. We were not both topless. Brad then tossed off his sneakers; I removed my shoes, undoing the laces to take them off. That's when we realized Brad was also wearing stockings. What should have been my humiliation was turning into his. I felt sorry for him but he did not seem to mind.

The stockings came off, so my green socks had to go as well. We were now down to pants. His dark green pants hit the floor; my brown pants followed. He wore a black thong: I had boxers of the same color. We both were half-erect and in our current suits, it was clearly visible. Brad hesitated, then decided against going any further. He retrieved my brown pants and my open shirt and put both on.

I sat back down in my underwear. The laughter from seeing Brad in bra and stockings subsided. He returned to the computer to assign the next player. There were only three left. It turned out to be Bonnie. She got her truth.

"Tell all the players your most favourite sexual WORD, out loud!"
"One word? Hmm... COCK!"

She laughed as she said it. The dare came up next.

"Have a threeway kiss. The other players are... Prissy and Brad."

Prissy turned to Jennifer, which brought my attention back to her. Jennifer seemed distant but she gave permission for Prissy to participate. Bonnie got up and looked at Prissy, then Brad.

"It's been a while since we kissed Brad."
"Yeah..."

Bonnie leaned into Brad and kissed his mouth, swallowing his tongue in hers. Prissy waited her turn. Bonnie pulled her in, and her tongue mingled with theirs in a highly erotic fashion. Bonnie pulled back; Prissy and Brad remained locked together a few moments more, then Bonnie pulled Prissy in to her and kissed her. My hard-on returned and it was impossible to hide it, given that I was in my underwear.

The kiss died and everyone returned to their places. Jennifer kissed Prissy; Bonnie kissed Barry; Brigitte kissed Brad, who then returned to the computer.

"Now it's either me or Prissy. The computer says... me. Prissy, you'll be last."
"Okay."
"So what's my truth?"

The computer generated one randomly.

"What is the meanest punishment you ever received, and what was it for? This question is for me."

We all stare at Brad, awaiting his answer.

"One time, with Brigitte, I wasn't cooperating at all. I was stubborn and arrogant. She got me to strip naked, whipping me all along. She then gave me a blowjob until I was hard; she wrapped a ring around my dick, and it hurt when I stopped being hard, as it pulled back. She tied my hands to the wall, leaving me there for a few hours, coming back once in a while to slap me silly. At one point, she even burnt a cigarette into my flesh."

I listen to them and somehow am not as turned on as I was by the kiss. Others are reacting more favorably than I am.

"It was amazing."
"And he learned his lesson."
"I sure did."

I take the computer from Brad.

"I'll finish from here. Your dare is: Show by example, using target player's finger how you would give a blow job!"
"Whose finger?"
"Thomas."

Thomas suddenly speaks.

"Does it have to be my finger?"

Everyone laughs. Brad smiles at Tom.

"Come on, bring your beautiful self over here. I'd blow you right now but that's not the dare."
"I know."

Brad grabs Thomas' index and starts licking it, slowly, putting it into his mouth. Thomas plays along with it. My stare turns to Jimmy. He seems to be looking away, but in reality he's looking around the scene. I see his hand resting on his crotch. Maybe it's nothing.

Brad finishes his display, laughing it off. Thomas returns to his place. Prissy jumps up.

"Me now!"
"Yes, Prissy. You. Answer this truth: if a close friend asked you to video tape them having sex with their partner, would you?"
"Absolutely. Without hesitation. I'd let myself be videotaped too, if I knew where the video was going. Just so you know."

She smiles playfully. I hit the dare button.

"Strip, and serve a round of drinks to the group in the nude, taking orders first."
"Who's thirty?"

Prissy starts disrobing without any further ado. Her blouse and camisole hit the floor; as I suspected, she's not wearing any bra. She goes for her tight leather pants and removes them without haste; she then pulls off her white thongs but keeps her sandals.

She poses for a moment and heads for the drinks table.

"What will everyone have?"

For a moment, I'm seeing double. Jennifer and her are both naked, and despite their physical differences, their attitudes are echoed in the other. It's a strange feeling, since I've already had sex with Jennifer. It makes me feel like I've already been intimate with Prissy. She collects orders, prepares drinks and brings them to everyone.

I gaze about the room. Most of the initial tension is gone. Jimmy seems relaxed. Tom is smiling. Sarah is barely focusing on Jennifer now; once in a while she stares at her naked form and I think she is revisiting their past together. Jennifer is calmer, more reserved but Prissy is there alongside her. Seeing them naked here gives a great mental picture of them in bed.

Brad calls the end of that game, and everyone reclaims their clothes. But I know it's not over. The next game we have planned will possibly be much more intimate, it not downright sexual to some extent. I must admit to being a little scared as to its outcome. Still, this is having the appropriate effect on the people for the moment. This might actually work. I pray it does.

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Everyone took a break for a moment to go to the bathroom and stretch their legs. I was immediately approached by Jimmy, who wanted to talk to me in private. I led him into the hallway.

"Are you okay Jimmy?"
"Yea... I'm cool."
"What can I do for you?"

He looks away for a moment.

"Jimmy, I just want to help. But maybe this isn't the right time. Is this about Tom?"
"Nah... well... a little. Look, man, ye're smart 'kay. I'm not."
"Give yourself some credit, Jimmy."
"Fer sure, I'm 'kay in general, but man, ye're way smarter than I am."

I pause, waiting for him to continue.

"Like man, I dunno wut ta do."
"I think I understand."
"Ya do. Man, that's why ye're smart."

I smile and laugh a little.

"Let me see if I get this right. You want to talk to Tom but you don't know what to say."
"Sumthin' like that, yea..."
"Pretend I'm Tom."
"Wut?"
"Pretend I'm Tom. Tell me something. Anything. Just talk."

Jimmy seems hesitant.

"Okay, maybe now is not the best time. But think about it. Think about what you want to say before you say it. All right."
"'Kay."

I place my hand on his shoulder. For some reason, I want to kiss him. I hold back. I'm remembering our time in the shower. I smile and manage to get him to smile back. We return to the room; everyone is sitting back down. Again, Brad has taken the initiative, shuffling a deck of cards for our next phase of enjoyment. I give one long look at Jimmy and see the wheels of his mind rolling. I have him thinking. That's a good thing, I hope. He responds well to me, because I'm not intimidated by his presence or bravado. I think he looks up to me. I'm flattered.

"All right, people, sit down and shut up! No, I'm just kidding, but sit down. I call this game: In the Cards."

As he speaks, he keeps shuffling the deck. He's pretty agile with it.

"Game is simple. Everyone draws a card and reveals it. Each card has a special effect, though some cards have the effect of having no effect. That made sense, yeah. Anyway, here's the skinny. You get 4 to 10, you're scott free that turn. You get two or three, you have to strip one item off. Jacks - you kiss someone on the lips. Queen - you make out with that someone. King - you get to fondle that person. Ace - you strip one item from someone. Now Jokers are wild; you roll a joker you keep it. There are two in the game. Now, whoever the two persons are who get the Jokers have to do something together at the end of the game..."
"Something? Like what."
"Well, it's really up to the group, but my idea is... have sex."

There is some tension in the room. The randomness of the game makes it possible for people who would not normally interact with each other to be obliged to do so.

"But we'll get to that when the game ends. We're all friends here, too, so we can manage. Right?"

Everyone agrees on that principle at least.

"Now we play until the deck is empty; we'll see how many times we go through the deck."

Bonnie speaks up.

"One thing. The number of cards doesn't match up with the number of people. I mean, we're twelve, fifty-four cards, since we have the Jokers, that leaves 6 cards after four turns. If we play twice, then it fits, because of the leftover cards, but the Jokers will come out twice."

We stare at her.

"What? I'm good with numbers."
"Fine. We'll do that. That makes two couples at the end. Deal? Done."
"What if someone gets more than one joker."

Bonnie's question causes Brad to let out a sigh.

"We'll see when we get there okay. Maybe a threeway, I don't know."
"Okay. Sorry."
"Everyone ready to play?"

I can sense the trepidation and anxiety coming from the room. This game can lead to very nice things, or it can plunge into awkwardness. We always have to be wary of consequences. Brad shuffles the deck once more and everyone then gets a card.

Simultaneously we reveal them. Everybody reacts as the results are called out. It functions as an elimination, going from person to person as numbers are called out.

Jennifer and Bonnie have both rolled Twos so they must strip one item of clothing. Jennifer's sandals are tossed aside, just as Bonnie removes her shoes.

Skipping four to tens, it goes up to Jacks: Thomas and Brigitte. Jacks allow them to kiss a target player. Thomas stares at me.

"Jim, would you kiss me?"
"Of course."

I lean in. I've already kissed Barry tonight (and Jimmy the other day, but no one knows that but him and me) so I'm feeling more comfortable about kissing a man. I lean in and plant my lips on Thomas'. He closes his eyes, reveling in the sensation. I don't hold back, sliding my tongue into his mouth. He mostly lets me lead. I pull back.

Brigitte stares at Sarah. Sarah nods and moves seductively towards Brigitte, planting a wet kiss on her lips, inches away from Brad's face. I can tell what effect this is having on Brad.

Both Prissy and Sarah have rolled Queens; this means they get to make out with someone. Sarah stares at Prissy.

"Come here."

Prissy smiles. They embrace and start kissing, groping each other's form as they exchange fluids passionately. My eyes go to Jennifer. She is smiling. Their necking lasts for over a minute, and I'm getting extremely hard in my pants.

There are no kings this round, but there is an Ace. Barry rolled it.

"Brigitte, take off those heels."

She carries out his order without hesitation. All the other cards had no effect. The cards are gathered and set aside for reshuffling later.

Brad distributes the cards again; we then reveal the second round of cards.

There aren't that many of the important cards this turn, but a joker does come up - in Bonnie's hand. She shivers when she reveals it. There are only two figures. A queen in Cassie's hand, allowing her to make out with someone and a king in Prissy's hand, granting her permission to fondle someone. There is also a three in Jimmy's hands. He takes his sneakers off.

Prissy goes first, looking around the room. She first stares at Brigitte, but then looks at Bonnie. She crawls over to her.

"Are they natural?"
"See for yourself, love."

Prissy grabs Bonnie's breasts, sliding her hands under her blouse, groping her tight.

"Oh yes they are! Wow!"
"I know. Everyone likes them!"

Prissy gropes a while longer. Cassie looks at Claire, then beyond her at Brigitte.

"Come here, sexy lady."

Brigitte crawls on her hands and knees. Cassie lies back and Brigitte crawls on top of her. They start kissing and making out as Prissy returns to her position besides Jennifer. The sight of Cassie and Brigitte is intensely erotic; we can see up Brigitte's skirt at her black thong. They eventually pull themselves apart, all flushed. Claire kisses Cassie.

"That was a quick round. Let's continue."

Cards disappear, new cards take their place. A reminder is placed near Bonnie that she rolled the first joker, then the new cards are revealed.

Of all the luck in the world. The other joker comes out and it's Barry's. He smiles at Bonnie.

"I know what we're going to be doing later, love."

She kisses him on the nose as we inspect the other cards. Claire and Cassie each got a two and a three. Blue heels and sneakers hit the floor. The only other figure to come out is a King in Bonnie's hands.

"Jim, come here."

I move towards here.

"Unbutton your pants. I want to feel your cock."

I look at Sarah - the same way that Prissy looked at Jennifer earlier. I get the go-ahead. I drop my pants to my ankles. Without reaching into my underwear, Bonnie starts stroking my manhood through the cloth. I'm hard in seconds, but she keeps rubbing. Eventually, she pulls a hand into my boxer and grabs me. I'm trembling. She finally pulls back and lets me go. I pull my pants back up but don't zip or fasten them. I feel stares in my direction.

The cards are gathered and round four gets underway. A Two ends up in Claire's hands. Her blue socks go the way of her blue heels. The only other figures are a Queen in my hands and a King in Bonnie's hand.

"Prissy... oh Prissy..."

Prissy understands Bonnie's meaning and lets her fondle her for a moment. I stare and watch, considering my options. I've been doing stuff mostly with boys up until now, and I really want to do something with a girl. My erect shaft makes me think of Bonnie. I move towards her and plant a kiss on her lips, before embracing her; she falls on her back and I fall on top of her. I'm extremely mindful of how Sarah and Barry are watching us. My erect shaft presses against Bonnie's lower belly; I'm almost rubbing against her as we make out. I grope her large breasts and remind myself of the the things I did with her back then. I'm almost eager to retry the experience. Our makeout session ends too quickly for my taste. I kiss Sarah for good measure. She winks at me. Bonnie is flushed. She whispers something to Barry who simply laughs. We don't get in on the joke so the game continues.

Brad takes six cards at random from the discard pile and adds them to the remaining six cards in the deck, following Bonnie's advice. He then drops cards for a fifth round.

All the missing faces are there, of course. We get treated to three threes, one with Jennifer, one with Barry and the other with Bonnie. Jennifer strips her black skirt, exposing her yellow thong to us in a seductive fashion. As Barry tosses his sneakers, Bonnie unbuttons her white blouse and takes it off, revealing her ample cleavage under a white bra. She cups her breasts for a moment.

Two Kings follow suit. Prissy and Jimmy hold them, which means they get to fondle whomever they want. Prissy looks at Brigitte and crawls over to her, groping her breasts and ass with force.

"Hmm... firm..."

As for Jimmy, he hesitates. I imagine for a moment he's going to grope me. But then, he stares at Thomas.

"Tommy."
"Yeah?"

Jimmy moves towards Thomas and goes behind him and starts massaging his shoulders.

"Careful. Shoulder still hurts."
"Sorry."

Jimmy seems awkward but he does his best to relax his friend's muscles. The massage doesn't last long.

"Thanks."
"Sure."

Jimmy shies back to his place. Two Aces are also in the game, in the hands of Thomas and Sarah. Thomas looks at Barry, who has to strip. He removes his blue t-shirt, going topless, flexing his muscles as he does so. Sarah targets Prissy, who removes her sandals. Brad comments as he picks the cards.

"We should have started without shoes."

He goes to distribute the next round. Multiple events are drawn. Sarah and Claire both draw low and are forced to remove an item of clothing. For Sarah, it's easy, as the sandals are removed. For Claire, who has already lost two items, there's little choice. She removes her long dress, revealing her light blue undergarments to us, sexy bra and panties.

That's when we notice that Cassie is hesitantly revealing a joker.

"I guess I'm it..."

The tension rises as the other card effects are played. A jack in Brigitte's hand lands her a kiss on Barry's lips, much to Bonnie and Brad's enjoyment. Prissy has yet obtained another king - this time, she targets Jennifer. When everyone asks, she simply answers.

"Can't I grope my date?"

And she does so with much playfulness. I feel the pace of the game accelerating.

An ace is in my hands. I get to strip someone. I'm tempted to call Claire, but instead I aim at Cassie. She takes off her black t-shirt, revealing a form fitting red bra. The cards are tossed aside and new cards take their place.

We immediately spot the joker. My heart shakes: it's in Sarah's hands. She waves to Cassie.

"Hi Sweetie!"

I see Cassie trembling with anticipation, and I can't say I'm not turned on.

Brad picks up the assignation of events. Prissy gets a two. She strips her see-thru blouse; I see her erect nipples under her white camisole. A jack has fallen into Thomas' hand. He asks Sarah to come over. She kisses him on the lips. They whisper something to each other; I think Thomas is apologizing for not being supportive of her during this difficult time. She just smiles at him, a smile that says everything.

Two Queens are in play. Jimmy has one. He hesitates.

"Jim."

Make out with Jimmy. Sure. Okay. Why not? I think he's trying to convince himself of something. I can live with that. I walk over to him. Oddly enough, I don't look at Sarah. But I know she won't mind. My lips touch Jimmy's and I remember his kiss in the shower. He is hesitant at first, then pulls me in close. We are locking lips and tongues and for a moment, I forget he is even a man (him being clean shaven helps). Only when we pull back do I feel a little sting and unease, but I deal with it. Jimmy seems a little more flushed than I am.

The other queen belongs to Brigitte. She drags Bonnie to her and they start kissing and making out, groping each other along the way. I see Brigitte massaging Bonnie's chest, and Bonnie is breathing heavily, almost moaning. She shivers under Brigitte's touch, and Barry calls her back to him. I believe Bonnie was ready to come, simply from breast stimulation.

With that, the round is over. Sexual tension is reaching a peak and I see sweat in mostly everyone's faces. There are technically still two rounds to go.

A lot of figures come up next. Cassie and Brad roll twos. Brad kicks off his sneakers. Cassie stands up, undoes her blue jeans and slides out of them, revealing red panties that match up with her bra in color and style.

Two jacks are also in play: Thomas has one; I have the other. I still feel Jimmy's lips on mine. I aim for Prissy; I'm more comfortable that way. She leans in and plants a wet kiss on my lips, slipping me a little tongue along the way. Thomas sighs a moment.

"Jimmy."
"Yeah."

Jimmy moves over to Thomas. They stare each other down for a moment, then they lightly kiss; I can sense both of them holding back, but I don't press them on.

Queens are in Sarah and Claire's hands. They stare at each other, then lunge at each other with force, making out, tongues sticking out, lips locking, as they roll about the floor in abandon. Just as suddenly as they had started, they pull back. My mind is racing.

The Ace this turn is in Bonnie's hands.

"Jim. Shoes off!"

I remove them without a moment's hesitation. Brad shrugs.

"I don't think anyone's gonna be naked this game... hmmm... and there are only six cards left."

Bonnie is surprised.

"Really? I must have done my math wrong."

Brad reveals them.

"There's only a king left, so it's only groping..."

An idea pops into my mind. I grab the cards from Brad.

"We don't have to stop playing. We all want to strip, right?"

I get a positive nod from everyone.

"Good. Simple game. I hand everyone a card. Whoever gets highest doesn't have to lose an item of clothing."
"What about ties?"
"Well, if two people tie for first place, everyone else removes an item, then they play against each other. Whoever wins between them doesn't strip. Is that good?"

People seem to follow my explanation. I start handing out the cards.

"Jokers beat everything, Aces higher than kings."

We draw a first round. What I like about my plan is that within a few rounds, at least a few people are going to be naked. There is, after all, only one winner per round. Twelve cards. The Joker is alone, so it's a winner. It's in Jimmy's hand. He sneers.

"'At's right, people. Take it off."

It is decided people will strip in order, starting from Jimmy's left. That means Sarah goes first. She quickly strips off her red camisole, exposing her green sports bra to all once again. I toss my green socks off.

Claire is next. She'll be the first one to show some nudity. She opts for her blue panties, sliding them down her legs without much preambule, exposing her bottom to us. Cassie follows, removing her own red panties in much the same way. Everyone in the room is turned on by the display of flesh.

Brad and Brigitte both remove their stockings. I'm still amused by the fact that Brad is wearing female stockings and a bra.

Prissy undoes her tight leather pants for the second time tonight, once again revealing her nice firm behind in its white thong. Jennifer pulls her yellow top off, setting her breasts free upon us with a smile.

Thomas slowly pulls his white skull t-shirt off, showing his massive chest and broad muscles. His injuries aren't apparent above the skin. I see Jimmy staring intently as Thomas strips.

Barry decides to simply remove his red socks. Bonnie, on the other hand, performs the sultry removal of her black short skirt, sending chills down everyone's spine. This rounds up everyone. Clearly, my idea is having the desired effect on everyone.

I remember that Barry and Bonnie have both drawn jokers earlier, so they'll have to do something together. However, so did Sarah and Claire, and my mind is wondering at what they could end up doing, although it is clearly on a single track.

I put the drawn cards away and toss another set to everyone. Another joker. Guess that settles the win in Jennifer's favor. Good for her, because otherwise she would end up naked.

"All right, people, I want to see some skin!"

Starting at her left, we have Thomas. His dark socks go join the rest of the clothes. Barry removes his dark blue pants, revealing a blue thong which barely contains his eager manhood. We get a whisper from Bonnie as she stares, removing her long black socks seductively in the process.

Jimmy, who hasn't stripped anything yet, simply removes his socks while winking at us. It's then up to Sarah; she removes her red shorts, revealing green form-fitting panties. My own brown pants are next to join the flock of clothing on the floor.

Claire and Cassie have nothing left to lose. They stand and face each other, each one unclasping the bra of the other, then pulling them off. At first, they hide their breasts with their hands, but then expose themselves simultaneously. Naughty images of Claire, Cassie and Sarah are forming into my mind.

Brigitte and Brad are next. As Brad goes for his black t-shirt, Brigitte opts to remove her red short skirt, revealing the black thong she had removed in a previous game. Brad's bra sticks out at us, making him look silly.

It's then back to Prissy, just beside Jennifer. She plays with her white camisole for a moment, then pulls it off in one swoop, exposing her gorgeous chest to us.

"One more."

Brad's intervention is unnecessary but it drives me to distribute the cards faster. I can't believe how into this I am getting. This time, we have two aces. One belongs to me; the other belongs to Jimmy. We toss two other cards as a tie breaker. Jimmy gets an eight; I roll a nine. I win. I turn to Claire and Cassie, but they're already naked. For a moment I stare at them.

"Well, this is awkward."

Cassie's comment makes us laugh. Claire picks up on the same tone.

"Don't worry your pretty face, Jim. We'll make it up to you somehow."

We move on to Brad and Brigitte. Dark green pants and a black blouse join the ranks of the fallen clothes; both Brad and Brigitte are wearing similar black bras and thongs. It's almost hilarious.

Prissy and Jennifer only have their thongs left. Prissy gets to her knees and pulls Jennifer's yellow thong off with her teeth; Jennifer then does the same with Prissy's white thong. As Jennifer gets up, they kiss.

Thomas goes next. He pulls his dark jeans off, remaining clad in tight boxers which make the bulge in his pants look impressive. Even I'm forced to stare. Bonnie unclasps her bra and releases her massive mounds. Barry strips down to nothing without making a spectacle of it.

All that remains is Jimmy. He pulls off his blue jeans; he's now wearing red boxers and a t-shirt.

Barry, half hiding his nudity speaks.

"Maybe those who are naked should stop playing?"

Claire intervenes.

"No way. We already owe you all one score, and I want to be able to collect on others."
"One final draw," I say.

The cards go around the people. It's Jennifer's win, with an ace. She's lucky tonight.

"I have you now!"

Thomas doesn't have far too go to be naked. He pulls off his dark boxers and exposes himself to us unapolegetically. Everyone stares before moving on to the next person. Barry is of course naked, so he flashes everyone.

"I owe you one, I know."

For Bonnie, it's also complete nudity as her white panties come off. I'm again reminded of our new year's eve party. Jimmy decides he's better off without his socks so they leave his feet.

Sarah and me both go topless; she pulls her sports bra off while I remove my green t-shirt.

"Claire and Cassie again..."
"Are we that unlucky?"
"You owe us two?"

It gets to Brad and Brigitte. Brigitte tells Brad to keep his bra but remove the thong; she does the opposite, exposing her beautiful breasts for all to see. As for Prissy, being already naked, she simply blushes.

"I guess I owe one too."

A round of applause goes out. Jimmy, being the most clothed of all of us, is asked to weigh in on the earlier discussion about the pairing of the jokers. He doesn't seem to know what he wants us to do.

I look about the room and examine the area. We have a small kitchen, a bathroom, a large living room and a bedroom. That's four rooms. The time feels right for people to go their separate ways, at least for a while. After that, we'll get something to eat. It's already past six, but no one realizes it because they're too enthralled in the game. I seize the initiative.

"All right, I have an idea on what we can do. Barry, Bonnie, I know how you like performing for a crowd, so... why don't you perform for us right now?"
"Right now?"
"If you're game..."

That is a challenge. Barry and Bonnie are beaming with anticipation.

"Meanwhile, maybe some of us could get reacquainted and we could decide what we want to do next."

I know what I want. I want to fuck. I'd rather it was Sarah, but I wouldn't mind someone else either at this point, or maybe a blowjob from someone else. I'm game for most anything with most any girl; and maybe even a few things with boys but only as a last choice. The possibilities, while not infinite are many. Brad leans in to Brigitte and whispers something in her ear.

"Jim...?"
"Yes, Brigitte."
"Let me organize things. If you don't mind..."
"Go ahead."

Brigitte smiles. I sense her deviant side returning. I don't know what she's planning but seeing her wicked smile stimulates me to no end. And I know I'm not the only one.

When I started setting up this game, I knew it might and probably would lead to this. I've had time to prepare. I'm not the same man I was four months ago. I may not be at peace will all I've done during that time, but here and now, I'm making my own choices. And that makes all the difference in the world.

[interesting]

[Jim]

As Brigitte looks us over, the plan is forming in her mind. We know she enjoys being in control, and we want to indulge her. That's why I let her decide how best to proceed from here.

It's been quite a game so far, and although it's not over, it has reached its peak. Most of us are naked or in various stages of undress. Everyone is horny, and everyone is eager to let loose some of that accumulated tension from earlier.

"Let's start with the obvious. Bonnie, Barry, do your thing."
"Yes Ma'am."

Barry gets up and moves to sit on the couch. Bonnie kneels before him, grabs his cock in his hands and starts playing with it, licking his tip with her tongue every now and then. We know where that is going. We turn back to Brigitte, while still keeping one eye on their actions.

"Our next team-up is Claire and Sarah, but I don't think it would be fair to exclude their partners. So Jim and Cassie, I'm teaming you up. I suggest, if you want a bit more privacy, you can always go into the bedroom."

I'm all for privacy at this point. I like watching others perform but I'm not so much into being seen myself. Still, we wait to know what Brigitte will recommend to the others.

I notice that Jimmy has moved towards Thomas. Brigitte goes to talk to them, but realizes it's not necessary. They need to sort this out by themselves. That leaves Jennifer and Prissy, as well as her and Brad.

"Jennifer, Prissy... what do you want to do?"

For a moment, Jennifer hesitates.

"I want to be in the same room as Sarah and Jim."
"Ooh.. all right."

Brigitte then turns to Brad.

"Sit beside Barry, love. Tonight, it's my treat."
"Yes, love."

Cassie grabs my hand as Claire grabs Sarah's.

"Come on."
"Just so you all know, I'm not ready for a... free for all?"
"It's all right, Jim."

Cassie leans into me.

"You won't do anything you don't want to do. I swear."
"My body or my mind?"
"We'll see."

We enter the bedroom. It is the honeymoon suite after all. Sarah steps away from Claire and walks up to me.

"Are you up to this, honey?"

I have to ponder my answer for a moment.

"I'm up to you having as much fun as you want, love. Don't worry about me at all. I'll be in the room with you available."

Sarah looks around. Cassie. Claire. Jennifer. Prissy. Herself.

"You know something, Jim, you're damn lucky."
"What?"
"All girls."

I laugh. It's the same as spring break. I suppose I am lucky. There are four other guys, and they're all with their partners; two of them actually being another guy. Those who still have pieces of clothing on take them off.

Jennifer walks up to Sarah.

"Sarah..."
"What?"
"Before we do anything..."

Jennifer gets to her knees. Sarah is somewhat stunned.

"I'm so sorry I hurt you."
"You're probably right, you know that? I mean, look at this."
"Still, it doesn't excuse the way I treated you."
"Get up, silly."

Jennifer looks up.

"I forgive you. I was just... I just needed some space and I wasn't ready for much of what happened either. You are right, Jim has changed everything. (She looks at me.) But for the better."

Sarah helps Jennifer stand.

"And you met someone. Which is nice."

Jennifer blushes as Prissy comes over.

"Prissy, you know Jenn's my best friend."
"Yeah, I know about you two."
"What do you say to that, then?"
"To be honest Sarah, I tried not to judge you when Jenn spoke of you. I knew she was suffering."

The girls have a three-way hug. Suddenly, Claire pulls on Sarah and tosses her onto the bed.

"It's been a while, Sarah."
"It sure has."
"Jim, with your permission?"
"By all means."

Cassie walks up to me.

"I'll take care of you in the meantime, Jim."

And she pushes me onto the bed, gently stroking my cock. Prissy turns to Jennifer.

"Can we all have some?"
"You'll have to ask him."

I am feeling generous, but I'm also scared I might have a reaction like during spring break. It takes me a while to find an answer, enough for Jenn and Prissy to start kissing and groping each other, as they also move towards the bed. I close my eyes for a moment, but open them when I start to hear Sarah's moans. Claire is eating her out now, while Cassie is eating me out, her mouth swallowing my tip. It feels good and somewhat distressing at the same time. I reach for Sarah's hands and grab it. Her physical contact stabilizes me. If Sarah is with me, I have nothing to fear.

I realize that Jennifer and Prissy are soon engrossed into each other. I feel more at ease that way; they're not pining for me or my manhood. I'll indulge them if I feel like it later. I feel Sarah's hand squeeze mine as Claire brings her to orgasm; Sarah muffles her moans as she does. Cassie is going down hard on me, and I'm having a hard time controlling myself. But as Claire pulls away from Sarah, so does Cassie do on me, allowing me some respite. I see Claire and Cassie kissing. Sarah tilts her head towards me and smiles.

Cassie and Claire give themselves a nudge and suddenly switch places. I turn to Claire.

"Are you sure, Claire? I know you're a lesbian and all..."
"Relax, Jim. It's okay. I've done blow jobs before."
"Only if it's all right with you."

Claire looks at Sarah.

"Is he always like this?"
"Always."

Claire laughs then goes down on me, as Cassie goes down on Sarah. I know Claire and Thomas have had similar experiences in the past. I'm enjoying every moment of it myself.

I see Prissy's shape as she goes on her knees. I can't see Jennifer so I imagine she's under Prissy. In fact, once I hear Prissy moan, I know what's going on. I stare at Prissy's gorgeous profile, her round breasts, her firm ass. She does look a lot like Jennifer in many ways.

Sarah's grip tightens again on my hand. Cassie is again bringing her to her peak. Claire isn't working me as hard as Cassie was, and she's mostly using her hands. Sarah shivers from the cold. Cassie pulls away and stares at me.

"Fuck her, Jim. Fuck her good."

As Claire pulls away, I roll over and on top of Sarah, sliding my hard shaft into her wet pussy. She groans as I penetrate her. Claire and Cassie move up to her breasts, one on each side, and start smothering them with kisses. I start to pump inside Sarah, in and out, back and forth; my gaze sometimes wanders into the room. Prissy is still on her knees, but this time I see the gorgeous shape of Jennifer as she eats out her new lover. The sight brings me over the edge and I shoot my load into Sarah, collapsing on top of her. She wraps her arms and legs around me and we remain there for a moment, taking each other's presence in, unaware of our surroundings.

[interesting]

[Bonnie]

With Brigitte on my left, I'm sucking Barry's cock as hard as I can. I've seen Brad naked before, but I'm actually contemplating Brigitte a lot more. She's new, therefore exciting. I've always been fascinated with new people. I'd like to get to know Prissy a little more as well, but that will be for another occasion. Barry and Brad are looking at us, then at each other.

I catch Brigitte's eyes. I pull away as she does.

"Wanna trade?"
"Sure."

The guys are surprised. I've blown Brad in the past, but that was a long time ago. His cock in my mouth feels new again. It's exciting. I wish Brad could grope my breasts but they're currently out of reach. I look up at Barry; his eyes are closed as Brigitte goes up and down on him. Some people might find it strange but I like seeing him like this, in the arms of another woman. Perhaps it validates my own lurid behavior. I'm sure psychologists would have a field day with all of us.

My pussy is throbbing from the excitement. I need a cock inside me. I think long and hard about Brad but I'm afraid of complications.

I pull away, gently stroking Brad as Brigitte keeps going up and down on Barry. I grab her attention. She pulls off.

"What?"
"I want Barry's dick."
"Oh! Sorry. Forgot."

She laughs it off. I get down on all fours, presenting my behind to Barry.

"Do it, lover. Fuck me good."

Barry does not take more convincing than that, within seconds, he's pounding hard into my pussy and absolutely loving it. I see Brigitte moving about, placing her pussy in front of my face.

"You want me to eat you, Brigitte?"
"Yes, Bonnie. Eat my pussy."

I dive in. I notice that Brad is positioning himself so he can fuck Brigitte in her mouth, meaning I have Brad's ass near my face. I hope he doesn't fart. That thought makes me laugh internally, but the stimulation from Barry behind me grounds me to my work. Brigitte keeps herself clean shaven, which suits me better. I don't really like hair in that region. I'm doing my work well because I sense Brigitte's orgasm coming in. I tease her with my fingers to accelerate the process and make her come, pulling away from her just in case. I remember a bad experience like that during our trip...

Brigitte pushes Brad off of her. I'm having a hard time focusing on anything but Barry at this point, so I don't realize what is happening with Brad - until he sticks his cock into my mouth again. I'm being taken from two directions at once. Two dicks. I'm reminded again of my trip. The sensation brings me over the edge, but Barry is not done with me yet. I manage to pull my mouth off Brad for a moment.

"Don't come in my mouth, please..."
"Okay..."

He goes back to work and I assist him. Brigitte is watching us with glee, playing with herself.

"When you're ready, pull out, slave... Shoot on her face."

Now I understand a little more about Brigitte. She's about humiliation. I can live with that. I feel Barry tensing up. Brad pulls away himself. Since I can speak, I encourage Barry.

"That's it, honey. Come into me. Come on..."

As Barry's hot semen shoots into me, releasing another wave of pleasure into my pussy, Brad shoots his load in my face. I barely have time to close my eyes. Barry follows with a few more thrusts, like he usually does, and then it's over for him.

"Lick your cum off her face."

I'm startled by Brigitte's order. I'm even more shocked to see Brad kneeling in front of me, lapping up his cum on my face with his tongue. It's actually not a pleasant sensation. I feel his tongue on my cheek, on my nose and on my eyelids.

Barry has pulled out of me. I'm restless. I want more but both men are out for the moment. I look at Brigitte.

"Come here, you!"

As she walks over, I push her to the ground.

"You like humiliation?"
"Yes!"
"How about this then?"

I climb on top of her and plant my pussy in her face.

"Lick me up good. That's right... Lick Barry's cum out of my pussy."

Brigitte goes all in, stimulated by my forcefulness. I moan and grab her shoulders, pushing myself down into her face.

"That's it, Brigitte. Eat me... eat my pussy... oh yes! Oh God!"

The agression is making me crazy. Barry is looking on somewhat bewildered. After a short moment, I come all over Brigitte's face. As I orgasm, I hear her own orgasm hit her. But she wasn't even stimulating herself. It's strictly a result of the humiliation. I'm somewhat stunned as I pull back and retreat to Barry's arms. I see Brigitte licking my juices off her lips.

"You had to go all in again."

I smile at Barry. I calm down. He always helps me get my perspective back. Brad is still breathing heavily.

"It's been in a while since I did anything like this."
"You still got it, Bradley."

He stares angrily at me.

"Don't call me that."
"Sorry."

I laugh it off and huddle against Barry. This felt great. I've been aching for a cock or some pussy all day. And I just had both. Life is good.

[interesting]

[Thomas]

It's been a long time coming and I'm glad it's happening now. I see Jimmy walk up to me. He seems serious.

"We should uh..."
"Talk privately?"
"Yea..."

I know Jim has put a lot on the line getting us both in the same game, let alone in the same room. But I feel the connection again. I saw the way Jimmy was looking at me earlier, trying to hide it. There's both shame and desire in those eyes. I have to know which one is stronger. It doesn't matter, one way or the other, I have to know.

We move to the bathroom. It's better than the kitchen and the other rooms are taken. We close the door and lock it. I go to sit on the counter while Jimmy remains standing up. I look at him, at his face. It's distorted from years of bruising in and out of the ring, but it's a face I've learned to appreciate and respect, and even love. I know Jimmy's not a bad guy. I know he has a good heart. I've been privy to that side of him.

"Yer friend, Jim... he... uh... came ta visit me in th'gym."
"Okay."
"And uh... I told him a'd come to this... shindig, ya know, if he let me fuck him."

My eyes widen. This can only mean that Jimmy and Jim had sex. But never in a million years would Jim agree to...

"We didn't do it."

My mind is at ease.

"Was about ta, but... uh... well, he stood up for ya, man. He really did."
"I guess someone had to."
"So anyway, uh... this Peter guy at the hospital."
"Just a friend, Jimmy. Nothing more."

Jimmy grabs his face in his hands.

"Dammit man, this ain't easy."
"It's no pic-nic for me either, Spick."

Jimmy looks up and smiles His nickname in the ring. No one knows what it means. It doesn't mean anything in fact.

"Man, I dunno if I can, ya know..."
"Love me?"

Jimmy looks away.

"Jimmy, look at me please."

He stares into my eyes.

"What does your heart say?"
"Man, don't get all mushu on me."
"I'm not. I just want to know. Once and for all, that's it. Do you love me?"

Jimmy rocks back and forth.

"I just never... thought... ya know... me?..."
"It's not about being gay, Jimmy. It's about being well. It's about being happy. Are you happy when you spend time with me?"
"Yeah... I guess."
"And are you happy when we train?"
"Sure man..."
"Were you happy when we fucked in the shower?"

Jimmy hesitates.

"T'was fun, yeah."
"But were you happy?"
"Yeah, man, happy for ya. Ya got some dick."
"Were you happy?"

He doesn't answer. I move on.

"What about spring break? What about that?"
"Man, wadda ya want me to say?"
"Were you happy... were you happy fucking me from behind?"

He stares at the mirror. I make my move. Time to deliver the knockout blow and see if it lands.

"Because I was. I've never been happier than those few times we fucked. Got dammit, Jimmy, you into me, you sucking me, me sucking you... Dammit! You made me come so hard, so good."

Jimmy stares back at me.

"I love you Jimmy. There. You heard it. I don't even want you to say it back. I just... there can't be any ambiguity between you and me now. I care too much for you. I don't care if you don't want to be with me in that way. I just... I'm just tired of fighting and I want to be your friend again. I just want to be with you, anyway I can, even if it's not..."

Suddenly, Jimmy rushes me and kisses me on the mouth, hard and long. His tongue slides into my mouth; his hands grab the back of my head and push me towards him. We kiss until we're both out of breath. As he pulls away, he smiles.

"Gotta make you shaddup for a change."

I'm speechless. He stares at me.

"Look, uh... I care, 'kay. Ya're good ta me...I just... I can't, ya know, public and all."
"I know. I know so well."
"So... uh, we gotta keep it under wraps for the world, ya know. 'Cause, I can't..."

I kiss him gently on the lips.

"You don't need to justify anything. I'm there, with you. Fuck me, Jimmy. Please."

He smiles. I'm already naked. He goes to his knees and swallows me in his mouth. I close my eyes and let him suck on my dick. He feels so warm around it.

"Jimmy, I love you."

He pulls away.

"Love ya too, Tommy, big sissy!"

He goes back down on me, riding me with his tongue and mouth until I'm about to burst, then stopping. He lets me cool down and starts over again. He repeats the same trick he did in the shower. How he can guess that I'm about to come and stop is beyond me. He must have some natural talent. As he pulls away the second time, he strips off. He seems hesitant for a moment.

"I... uh..."
"What? What is it Jimmy?"
"I never done it... ya know... in the ass..."
"You mean you've never..."
"No, well... I'm usually the one doin' it..."
"You want me to show you how?"
"Yea... I'd like that."
"Okay. Bend over."

He bends over the toilet. I massage his butt cheeks first, pressing my fingers near his hole and parting it ever so slightly.

"It might hurt going in."
"Ts'okay..."

I decide to play with him first. I reach around and grab his cock and start playing with it. I sense him closing his eyes. He's giving me his trust and I don't want to fail him. Not after all we've been through. This has to be gentle, but it has to be good as well. I make him hard; this loosens the rest of his muscles. I place the tip of my shaft against his buttcheeks, near his hole.

"Ooh..."
"Easy now. We'll take it slow."

I slide my shaft near his hole, allowing the liquids to flow; I rub them in, sliding a finger into him. He squirms a little but remains in position. I place myself at the best possible angle and gently slide the tip of my shaft into his hole. It stretches a little. I pull out immediately, wait a few seconds, then go back in a little more. I repeat this manoeuvre roughly twenty times, giving his body time to adjust to my presence there. My tip is now completely inside him. He's sweating a lot.

"Are you all right? Do you want me to stop?"
"No... Just... it's okay. Man..."
"All right. I'm going to push into you now."

I go slowly, not thrusting into him but leaning, letting my shaft slide into his widening hole, until my tip is fully back in. I remain there for a moment, giving the hole time to adjust, before leaning in further. I slide into his hole and rest there. He moans, but it's not pain. It's pleasure he's feeling. I can tell the difference.

"Fuck! That feels good."
"It does? I'm glad you like."
"Fuck me, Tommy..."
"Yes, Jimmy. I'm fucking you."

I start to slide in and out, slowly at first. My juices do the work of lubrication. I've been aching to do this to him for so long now.

"Faster man... faster..."
"All right."

I increase my pace.

"Oh man! That rocks... man... shit!"

I increase it again.

"Fuck man... Fuck! Fuck! Shit fuck! Fuck!"

I knew he was into cursing but this is an entirely new level.

"Don't stop man, fuck my ass... oh yea! Fuck!"

His words are stimulating me. I feel him stretched around my cock, I feel the tension rising at my tip.

"In or out?"
"In man... fuck shoot into my fucking ass..."

So I do. I release my load into his tight hole. He screams with pain and delight as my warm semen brings him to ecstasy. I remain there for a moment, letting him take in the sensation.

"Man don't pull out."
"What?"
"Stay in there man, as long as you can."
"All right."

I don't mind. It's comfortable for me. He's the one bent over the toilet.

"Fuck man, that's the best fuckin' sex I ever had, man."

I realized that while I was shooting into me, he shot onto the toilet bowl. I start laughing.

"Dammit, Jimmy, you could have saved some of that dick for my ass."
"Plenty more where that came from."

He laughs too. He's smiling and laughing, and I have my cock up his ass. It feels wonderful. It feels magical. I don't want to wake up. I don't want it to end.

[interesting]

[Jim]

When I get back from Sarah, right after kissing her, I get off the bed to get a better view of what's going on. Prissy is mouthing off her pleasure in a very vocal way. She is so fun to watch, and probably very fun to do as well.

Sarah seems to be recovering ahead of me. I see Cassie and Claire leaning back on the bed. Sarah, using the fingers of each hand, goes to stimulate them. The sight makes me want to stroke my cock, so I let the sensation ride me.

Prissy finally collapses onto the bed, after achieving how many orgasms, I cannot say. She lowers herself onto Jennifer and kisses her madly.

I see Jennifer and Prissy moving about. Jennifer lies on her back while Prissy goes down on her with her mouth. I've seen Jennifer in that position and it's always had a great effect on me. But moreso, I see Prissy's raised behind exposed to me, her legs slightly parted revealing her pussy to me. Right beside her, I also see Sarah's inviting pussy, as she pleasures her friends. Cassie and Claire are fondling each other and kissing at the same time.

It only takes a few more strokes for my cock to get hard again. I have a moment's hesitation. On the one hand, I see Sarah, my girlfriend, a familiar and comfortable flower. On the other, the new girl Prissy, whom I barely know, involved with Jennifer, possibly a lesbian. But she looks so inviting at the same time. And she did say she wanted some of me.

I'm stroking myself when I see Jennifer stare up at me.

"Jim..."
"Yes Jenn?"

She turns to Prissy.

"Princess?"
"Yes Jennifer?"

Jennifer tilts her head towards me. Prissy sees my face first, then her stare goes down to my crotch. She turns back to Jennifer.

"Is he any good?"

I wonder what Jennifer will say, given what I've heard her say about me before.

"Yes... he is."

I feel she is actually sincere. I know why she said those things the other day. It was because she was in love with Sarah, not with me. Prissy gives me an inviting look, but I freeze for a moment. Jennifer understands.

"Sarah?"

She pulls up from Claire and Cassie.

"Jenn?"
"Can we play with Jim?"
"By all means, ladies."
"Thanks Sarah, you're the best."

With Sarah's permission, Jennifer looks back to me. I have no excuse so I step forward and stand behind Prissy.

"I know you want to Jim. I want you to. She wants you to. Just go with it."

I say nothing. I grab Prissy's waist. I slide my shaft into her; she moans. I look to Sarah; she smiles at me before going back to work on Cassie and Claire. As Prissy goes down on Jennifer, I start pounding into Prissy. This feels all too familiar. I have to push past the stress and ride into the pleasure. Prissy's frame is is so inviting. She must work out. I know Sarah wants this for me. I want this for me. I'm not done yet.

Prissy is as vocal with me as she was with Jennifer. She can't use her mouth on Jennifer anymore so she switches to her hands. I'm riding her hard. She is wet under my care. I push into her hard, but since I just released moments ago, I build myself up to nothing. Prissy, however, feels the effect in a very different light. She just keeps submitting to my accelerated pounding, allowing me to take full advantage of her.

My eyes dart over Prissy's body to Jennifer. She is smiling at me. She wants me to fuck her new lover. She wants to share her with me. She always wants to share everything. If I get the chance, I'll have to pay her back. Prissy finally manages to provide Jennifer with her own orgasm before collapsing under my weight and stimulation.

I pull out of Prissy as she rolls to the side. I climb on top of Jennifer and slide into her. This is turning out like spring break, but I'm more familiar with these people. It's better for me this way. They're not strangers. Even Prissy feels more familiar than the other girls. Jennifer is enjoying my thrusts into her as much as being watched by her new lover.

For a moment, I feel like I'm never going to come. Then, all of a sudden, a jolt overcomes me and I release into Jennifer, screaming my lungs out as I do. This time, I don't collapse on top of her. Instead, I remain hunched over, my hands on her breasts, panting and regaining my strength.

"Thank you Jim."

I smile. It has to remain simple. It's sex. It's pleasure. It's not a regular thing.

"Thank you Jenn. Prissy."

Claire and Cassie are almost going into orgasm simultaneously as Sarah finishes working them over. For my part, I'm spent. Twice in less than one hour is really my limit. Only the excess stimulation of all these girls allows it, I think. I finally pull out of Jennifer; she appears disappointed.

Sarah moves over to Jennifer and lies on top of her, breast to breast.

"How was he?"
"He was superb. I'm so sorry, Sarah."
"Don't be. I was stupid."
"You could be faithful if you wanted to."
"Yeah. I just don't want to."

She looks at me.

"But he makes it fun to try."

I look at them both.

"I'm glad I get to do this, I really am. But I can't make it a habit. It loses its charm otherwise. Its uniqueness. I couldn't live like this all the time."

Claire and Cassie have straightened themselves. Cassie turns to me.

"Neither could we, Jim. That's the beauty of these games. Once in a while, we let loose. The rest of the time, we hang on."

I become serious for a moment.

"How long do you think you can keep this up? This lifestyle?"

I'm surprised when Prissy answers.

"Well, Jim, if I may..."
"Sure."
"I see it like this. We only have one life to live, and there millions of people on the planet. There are only so many with which we are really compatible. But it's about seizing the day and living in the now. Who knows about tomorrow, and honestly, who cares? I know it's important to plan ahead, but really, now is all that matters. I had fun. Did you?"
"There's more to life than fun."
"And there's more to life than work. Balance, I say."

I smile at her. She makes sense. They all do. We live wrapped up in social conventions which prevent us from expressing most of our intimate desires, because we're taught from a very early age that some things are right and some things are wrong. But those are social constructs, most of them anyways. Relationships are social constructs. The more we expand them, the more we learn about ourselves. And I'm learning quite a bit at the moment.

Sarah's right. I am very lucky.

"I love you girls, you know that."
"We love you too, Jim."

I get to be the recipient of a group hug by naked girls. Does life get any better than this?

[interesting]

It takes us several more minutes to all gather back in the living room. Everyone seems highly satisfied with whatever happened on their end, but nobody really talks about it. No one bothers dressing up either.

As I gaze about my friends, I can't help but look upon Thomas and Jimmy. The way they're standing next to each other, laughing it off like during spring break, I can tell they're back to their old selves. I can also tell they had sex and that they both enjoyed it. I know that kind of face. I'm seeing it a lot recently and around the room.

Jennifer and Sarah walk out into the living room holding hands; Jennifer is also holding Prissy's hand. I know they'll have a threesome eventually. If I play my cards right, and I don't see why I shouldn't, I'll probably get invited. If not, I'm cool with it too.

Claire and Cassie are also holding hands, teasing each other with little shivers and light caresses. I wave to them and bow, thanking them for their (not-so) tender care of my person. They blush as they wave back. I'm feeling more and more comfortable in this type of environement. I'm learning to make a difference between love and sexuality, and I like where it's taking me.

Bonnie, Barry, Brigitte and Brad (the 'B' team), who were already in the living room seem to have fared as good as the rest of us. Each is cuddling their partner; I have a feeling they played around with their roles but I don't inquire.

We get the food out and start eating. Everyone is famished and the food disappears faster than we can get it out. Pretty soon, the table is empty; only the dirty dishes remain.

Brad is the first to break the silence.

"That was really something."

Everyone acquiesces. Thomas takes the floor.

"Okay, uh. I want to tell you about me and Jimmy."
"Sure."

We lean in.

"Well, there's not much to tell. Well, we're gonna go steady, but, it has to remain between us all, you understand, because of our potential careers."

It's a victory. It's not the complete win but it's probably the best victory we could achieve. Jimmy is content. He's accepted the fact that he's in love with Thomas. He's probably not accepted the fact that he's gay yet, but I hope he'll come around.

"You have our word."

I speak for the group but they back me up. Jimmy stares me down.

"M'gonna find some way to pay ya back, Jimbo."
"You don't need to do that."
"Well, a will... count on it."

I'm a little taken aback. I'm also a little scared about what Jimmy might come up with. Jennifer then takes the floor.

"I just want to apologize to everyone for being such a jerk all this time..."

Thomas interrupts her.

"Jenn, you're not a jerk."
"Tom, I let you have your moment, don't screw mine up."
"Okay, sorry."

Jennifer tries to remain serious.

"Anyway, I did and said nasty things about Sarah and others about you, because I was unhappy and other stuff. I had good long talks with Prissy here..."
"I helped her sort through her emotions."
"So I want to say I'm sorry for being mean and spiteful. Especially to my best friend, my lover, Sarah... I love you Sarah, you know that."
"I love you too, Jenn."
"And we all love you!"

Barry gets up and drags the group into a group hug around Jennifer. It feels funny having all this naked flesh pressed against my skin. We pull apart. It's my turn to speak.

"I want to thank you all for agreeing to come and for setting aside your differences, and allow everyone to get some healing. Everyone that needed it, that is."

I get thanks you for organizing the event, but I retransfer part of the credit to Brad, who picks up the pace.

"Now, we're not done yet. There's one final event we have planned, and it's something of a special treat for my friend Jim here."

I'm surprised. I knew we had other things planned but I'm not aware of anything involving me.

"As you all know, our friend Jim here is a writer."

I listen along with the crowd.

"So... we're going to call this... story time. Everyone sit down."

They do. Brad turns to me.

"Jim, you got a good memory."
"Somewhat yes."
"Here's the game. Everyone's gonna tell you a story. Something about themselves, about their past. What I want you to do is to take them down and write them up for us. Can you do that?"
"I guess so... but it's hard to remember every detail."
"Which is why..."

Brad gets up. For a moment, I'm confused. He retrieves a video camera.

"What is that?"
"Well, we're going to want a record of those stories. So we're going to record them. That way, you can play them back, write them up. We'll publish them ourselves. It will be a book about us, for us, by you."

The idea seems to find the agreement of our friends.

"What do you say, Jim? Want to write our stories?"

For a moment, I hold back. But I'm a writer. Stories are what I live for. And these people, their stories, they're ones I care to know.

"Sure. I'll write them. I promise."

THE END
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Thus end the Trials, our friends having reconciled their differences and difficulties to the best of their abilities.

But it's not over yet! For our friends will all relate their tales for Jim's benefit (and yours, my faithful readers) in a new story arc I will simply call.

TRIALS : Past Experiences

Comments are always welcome and I want to thank everyone who gave me feedback along the process.

Take care, and read me elsewhere!

[Jarvis]

Wow. What can I say? This whole storyline has just been amazing! I have looked forward to a new post everyday and now I get to look forward to more!!! Thank you for sharing your talent and ideas with all of us. But most of all, thank you for keeping the story going!!!

I will have to admit that I almost stopped reading the story. But only because I kept getting pissed off at how lucky Jim is! I mean all those open minded friends!!! We should all be so lucky!!! ;-)

Great story, great writing! Thank you again!

[rpUral]

I agree... What can be said that doesn't pale in comparison to what you've done here? You certainly deserve all the complements that everyone has given, and you should know that there are quite a few people that will follow you into the next story. And the one after that (hint, hint)

So, my hat's off to you. Thank you for sticking with the project, and finding ways to continue it. Good luck with the next story, and I'll impatiently wait for it to start.