“Love you, sweetheart,” I whispered.
“Pull out. I want to cuddle now,” she whispered.
Sitting back on the couch, she straddled my lap and cuddled into me. Stroking her back, we sat in silence, Jane moving around to sit the other side of me, our sisters joining the group cuddle. Cindy has a continuous smile, both women mentioning how happy and in love she looked at that moment. I’m sure many would have been weirded out that they were now so involved in our love life, but considering what we were trying with Stephanie, and then what Jane had been through herself, Cindy and I had never had a problem with sharing our love in front of them or anyone. I guess we’d draw the line at our parents. Not sure how my father would react to even hearing about the fact a few of the women I knew loved to fuck me!
After a shower, the four of us dressed to get ready as we would be heading to Mike’s soon enough. It was too cold for one of his parties, it was genuinely just dinner and drinks, though we would end up out on the large veranda for drinks once we’d eaten, and it was always possible some of us would end up in the hot tub. He was now in a relationship with the young man he’d dated causally for a couple of months, the pair already living together. It was the first time I’d seen Mike in love since his last long-term relationship, hoping that, this time, it didn’t end with the utter heartbreak he’d experienced. To my delight, Chris had also met someone and was dating him. It was getting quite serious for him, not sure if they’d reached the exclusive stage just yet.
Being middle of the year, the four of us did dress for cool night weather. I wore jeans and jacket, while Cindy was wearing thick stockings and a cardigan. She still looked hot and I told her that more than once. Stephanie actually went with long pants, Jane choosing to wear a dress that flowed past her knees.
Arriving at Mike’s a little later, taking a taxi as I wanted to drink, we met him and his boyfriend at the front door. I called him a cradle-snatcher, looking at me then Cindy, before he said, “Takes one to know one.” Considering Cindy was a decade younger than myself, he was right. Chris was here with his boyfriend, with a couple of other couples I knew there already, who knew Cindy and I were a couple. Alexa and the others turned up over the next half an hour, no surprise they were all dressed warmly. We didn’t experience winters like most of the world, but considering how warm it was the rest of the year, when the temperature dropped, we felt it.
After we’d sat down for dinner, a few of us headed outside onto the veranda. Mike had a couple of those heaters you’d see in outside seated areas at pubs and cafes, all of us nursing a drink. His new boyfriend, Scott, was a delightful young man, little wonder Mike seemed to really like him. He knew a bit about me, so we were having a little Q&A session. He knew Mike was my best mate of a couple of decades, and seemed to know a bit about my life.
“Mike told me he crushed on you for a while,” Scott eventually told me.
“I was more than aware of how he felt about me from time to time.”
Cindy cuddled into my side. “I’m glad you weren’t weirded out by it, handsome.”
“He was my best mate, and I was the first one he’d told that he was gay. I knew just telling me took guts. I also knew he had a little crush considering how he’d sometimes act around me.”
“Did he ever tell you?” Scott wondered.
Meeting Mike’s eyes, he grinned and nodded. “Right, so we’d graduated high school. I’d just broken up with my girlfriend. It wasn’t my decision but she wanted to ‘experience life’ while at university, so I was nursing a broken heart and some wounded pride. Mike and I were sitting back at my house, sinking beers, when he admitted to his little crush. He knew I wasn’t gay, so I think he just told me to make me feel a bit better about myself.”
“Did you?” Mike wondered.
“Yeah, mate. I remember telling you I was flattered, and I hoped you’d find someone who’d love you back.”
“I also offered to give you a blowjob after you left Megan,” Mike stated, “Thought that would put a smile on your face, at least.”
“Just because I left my wife and was looking at divorce her didn’t mean I was looking to change my sexuality.” Pausing, I glanced to see Cindy to one side, Alexa and Cass to my other. “Well, it hadn’t changed then anyway.”
“So you’ve never wondered what it would be like?” Scott asked. I could understand his curiosity considering my current life.
“Being with a man? Hand on heart, no. Well, not really anyway. As you might know, I’ve been here during some of Mike’s rather interesting parties. I’ve seen more live sex shows than I’d care to admit.”
“Scott, honey, Mark isn’t gay,” Mike said, “Trust me, if he was, he’d be my husband by now.”
“Oh really?” I retorted.
He raised his beer bottle and smirked. “Well, I think most of us here know how much you enjoy being the bottom bitch sometimes.”
Alexa cuddled into my side, kissing my cheek. “Well, he’s my bottom bitch, so hands off. He loves my soft feminine hands caressing him while I fuck him, not your hairy, callused, masculine hands.”
Cindy and Cass giggled to either side of us. Mike tried to look hurt before he grinned. “I hear no complaints from Scott,” he retorted.
His young lover snuggled into him. “That’s because I actually love being your bottom bitch,” he said softly.
Some of us did end up in the hot tub a little later. It was a cold night but we’d had a few drinks, and with the music playing to set a comfortable mood, no-one had a problem stripping off and getting into the hot water. Having Cindy, Alexa, Cass and Emma naked with me had me rock hard, and they were all turned on as well. Seeing Mike was something I was somewhat used to seeing, while Scott wasn’t shy in stripping off before joining us as well. Chris and his boyfriend, John, eventually joined us as well.
“Your sister is a little drunk,” Chris told me.
“Is she okay?”
“Apart from flirting with your ex-wife, she’s doing just fine. Caroline is finding it all rather amusing. I think Georgie wants to fuck her. Your sister, Cindy, is happily chatting away with Trevor and Stan. Think she’s found two gay male besties.”
“Jane needs a deep dicking,” I stated, much to the amusement that I cared about her sex life, “She’s been enjoying herself the past six months or so.”
Cindy giggled next to me. “Definitely needs a seeing to.”
Those of us in the hot tub behaved ourselves. Mostly. Scott ended up sitting on Mike’s lap, but it was mostly innocent, while Cindy wanted to snuggle into me after downing another couple of glasses of wine. Her girlcock pressed into me, and I knew she was horny, but there’d be no live sex show from us, the unspoken agreement that we’d stay sensible as it wasn’t one of his usual sex parties.
We stayed in the water until most of us had turned into prunes. Steam evaporated from us as we got out, warm bodies hitting the cool night air, all of us chuckling away as we ran naked back into the house. No sign of my sister or my ex-wife, finding the pair in a bedroom with Caroline and Georgie, having a great night. We shut the door and left them alone.
Stephanie eventually ended up sitting on my lap instead of Cindy. Mike was more than aware of us trying for a child and was smart enough not to mention it, particularly as we’d been trying for a while. I was confident it would happen eventually. I don’t say that meaning it meant I could keep having sex with Stephanie, which I’ll admit was great, and Cindy loved watching us make love, but I was confident that it would just happen. The human body was just a strange thing at times. Sometimes it didn’t want to co-operate.
“Shame this isn’t your usual sort of party,” Alexa stated, “Otherwise we could fuck our lovers side by side.”
“Would I be fucking him?” Cindy wondered.
“Cass would fuck you next to him, sweetie.”
“Oh… I love the sound of that.”
“Seeing him fucked is still somewhat of an eye-opening experience,” Mike admitted, “Simply as I never expected to ever see it. I mean, I know he’s seen a lot of things go on here. Never batted an eye. Hell, I saw him sipping a beer, chatting to one of our friends, while said friend was being serviced.”
“I generally just didn’t pay attention, mate,” I stated, “Some things I obviously can’t avoid seeing, but if I don’t look down too often, I won’t see things that would have shocked me. Add to that, I wasn’t the only straight dude here for a lot of the time. I’d generally hang around the mixed couples that would sometimes come along.”
Despite the topic of conversation, we managed to behave ourselves. Mostly. Cindy ended up with her hand on my cock, slowly stroking me, kissing and nibbling at my neck, while I lubed up Alexa and stroked her off in return. Cass helped me stroke off who was now pretty much her girlfriend, kissing Cindy then Alexa, swapping between the pair every couple of minutes. As for Cass, she was receiving the same treatment from Stephanie, who’d slid off my lap, looking for someone to play with too.
Cass was the first to give into temptation, getting on the floor between Alexa’s legs, taking over from our hands to use her mouth. Cindy followed suit, sitting next to her and taking my cock in her mouth. Her eyes never left mine as she gave me what can only be described as one hell of a slow blowjob, sucking me in a way to make sure I didn’t cum quickly.
Mike and Scott were not going to be left out but left us to it, Mike announcing he was going to fuck his boyfriend in his bedroom, Chris taking his boyfriend to the other spare bedroom. Cindy blew me for a little longer before removing her mouth, kissing up my body so she could eventually give me a proper kiss. Sitting up to straddle my lap, Mike always had tubs of lube sitting everywhere. Grabbing one sitting nearby, I lubed up her girlcock and slowly stroked her while she prepared herself for my cock.
“I love watching you two,” Alexa whispered, kissing my cheek, “Try and cum together.”
“We always do,” Cindy said softly, “I love climaxing while I’m riding him, and when I feel him cum, my god…”