The Intellectual Pansexual

The Intellectual Pansexual Peter de Ruthyn

Chapter 8

Taylor lay back on the grass and stretched. The early afternoon sun felt wonderful on his skin. What felt even better, though, was being almost completely naked on campus. His body was entirely exposed except for a tight Nike racing brief. Beneath the spandex, his dick pulsed against the suit, unable to grow in its confinement, but aroused and dripping precum nonetheless. The swimmer was only partly grateful that the pattern of his suit helped conceal his leakage. Imagining the reaction of others to his arousal doubled it at the very least.

"You look good enough to suck," Josh said, looking down on his roommate. His classes had run later than Taylor's and the blonde had taken the opportunity to get in some impromptu tanning time in a very exhibitionistic way.

"So do you," Taylor flexed as Josh snapped a couple pictures of him. He was gaining dozens of followers a day and collecting quite a few lustful comments in his new persona. And he loved every minute of it. To express himself through his body was natural for an athlete. It was who he was, fully realized. He reached out and ran a hand up Josh's smooth leg. "Get down here and kiss me."

Josh already had his shirt off, having long ago developed the art of stripping as soon as he got out of class. Toeing off his Havaianas, he dropped his shorts to reveal a simple white Marcuse brief--with a quick-release buckle on one hip. He lowered himself onto the towel next to his lover and sensuously kissed him.

"I hope they're taking pics of us," he whispered to Taylor as they made out.

"They are," Taylor reassured him. In case they hadn't been noticed after all, he pulled Josh into a spooning position with him and snapped a photo.

"Does that speedo feel good on your dick?"

"A few years ago I used to just cum and cum all afternoon, humping my bed in a swimsuit. I love the pressure. Even if my cockhead isn't as obvious as yours."

"You're so wet I can feel it on my ass. Through two layers of spandex. Jockwhore."

"You're rubbing your slutty bubble butt on my cock. What do you expect to happen?"

"Exactly what's happening." Josh pulled away and stood up. "Let's get going before someone calls security because they can't take our natural heat."

"Well, fuck them," Taylor said, reaching for his shorts. "Serve them right if we screwed right here and melted their fragile little snowflake minds. Where are we going, anyway?"

"You'll see," Josh smirked. The swimmer admired how fast the Miami boy was at folding a towel.

"Who are we fucking?"

"You'll see."

"Come on!" Taylor pleaded. "You said it would be something good. And you only blew me once this morning."

"Just get in the car," Josh replied, swishing his butt. Taylor slid his hand down the back of the teen's shorts as they walked. He loved the stares they got from guys and girls alike. And Josh's casual cockiness, the way he had of raising an eyebrow at people to dare them to say something, was a huge turnon.

Taylor unlocked his Jeep and climbed in. "Now will you at least tell me where we're going?"

"Phone, please." Josh tapped in an address.

"You really keep the surprise going."

"I try. And you might as well take your shorts off, you won't be needing them any time soon." The runner was already down to his swimsuit again.

"You make clothes seem more stupid than anyone else I've ever met," Taylor grinned. He put up absolutely no resistance when his friend wrestled his shorts off and threw them in the back of the Jeep. Driving in a swimsuit was something he'd always wanted to do back home, but it wasn't the right environment for it. Here in the tropics, though, he fit in perfectly being himself.

The address Josh had punched in turned out to be a fairly typical Florida home, single-level and positioned at the front of its lot. "Pull into the driveway," Josh instructed him.

"You sure no one will mind?"

"I guarantee it." Josh stepped out of the car and went straight to the front door. It was open and he walked straight in. To Taylor's surprise--and enjoyment, he dropped his backpack and immediately stripped off his speedo, hanging it on a rack by the door. The swimmer noticed there were other items of clothing already hanging there.

"Well, come on!" Josh prompted him. The blonde had no idea where this was going, but he figured that if he was getting naked already, it had to be good. Not to mention that it was always an immense relief to free his cock after a few hours of confinement. Variety was fun. He let his speedo drop and followed Josh out through a sliding door to a patio behind the house. The space occupied most of the property, and was taken up by a large pool, several substantial trees, and a tiny poolhouse, as well as tall fences covered with morning glories and bougainvillea. There were two people sitting on chairs by the pool, a man and a woman, both very good-looking. The woman turned her head as the door opened, and got up to meet them, smiling. Josh went straight up to her and kissed her. Taylor felt his cock rising at their obvious passion.

Josh broke the kiss and stepped back. "Hi, mom."

"Hey, Josh." She kissed him again, not minding at all that two naked guys were watching her French kiss her son. "So is this Taylor?"

"Yep!" Josh turned and waved Taylor over. The swimmer's head was spinning as he crossed the few feet of distance that separated them. He couldn't believe his roommate had just made out with his mother in an undeniably sexual way. Nor could he believe how hard his cock was. "Taylor, this is my mom, Rachel."

"Hi, Taylor," Rachel said. "Josh has been going crazy about how wonderful his new roommate is. I'm glad you decided to spend the weekend with us."

Fuck, Taylor thought to himself. My roommate is fucking his mom. And they want me to spend the weekend fucking with them. Rachel, he realized, was a knockout. She didn't look old enough to have a son in college, not by a good decade. Her body was toned and flawless, her breasts substantial yet perky. Long hair in a ponytail fell halfway down her back. Her skin was darker than Josh's, shining in the sun with oil and sex fluids. She had no tanlines whatsoever. Taylor knew, without hesitation, that if this woman had come up to him at the beach, he would have accepted her offer instantly. Why should he let her love for her son, his friend, interfere with that?

At the same time, he knew he was crossing a line that few of his peers would ever have the courage to cross. And because he was who he was, that realization made him want it to cross it even more.

Taylor bent down and kissed Rachel, trembling as she gently pulled him closer to her. She took his mouth assertively, confident in the young man's lust for her, and pleased that he responded so readily, rejecting all his previous notions of what was taboo or inappropriate. Apart from that, his hard cock, against her abs testified to his total arousal. Now she began to believe everything her son had told her about the athlete who was diving into debauchery with all his heart.

"You are a beautiful boy," she told him, stroking his face. "Your performance with my son yesterday was one of the most erotic things I've ever seen."

"Fuck!" Taylor actually blushed bright red under his tan. "Josh, you showed your mom--"

"Of course. We were hot together. Why wouldn't she like it?"

"We had to watch it three times while fucking," the other man said with a huge smile on his face. "You were better than hot. That's some of the greatest porn I've ever seen. Period."

"Taylor, this is my mom's lover, Jason," Josh said, petting a gorgeous, perpetually smiling Latin boy who was stroking Josh's cock while watching them. Jason was short, maybe five foot seven at best, but broad and beautifully muscled, the caramel to Rachel's chocolate cake. His uncut cock was similarly thick, almost as thick as Taylor's. On his small frame it looked almost savage. And yet his ass was round and fuckable. It was dizzying to the swimmer to think of what the two of them must get up to in bed--and out of it.

"Hi, Taylor!" Jason said enthusiastically. He turned out to be very tactile, running his hands all over Taylor's muscles while kissing him and encouraging him to do the same. The teen obliged. The older man's body was a work of art, and the reverence he felt for the perfection to which the jock's physique could be brought fed his lust.

"Lover, eh?" Taylor finally said, straightening up. "That covers a lot of possibilities."

"Jason is an intern in my mom's law office," Josh explained. "And she seduced him a couple weeks after he signed on. I believe he wanted to work there in large part because he immediately fell in lust with her, but he denies it."

"He went instantly erect in his dress pants the first time he saw me," Rachel said, eyes fixed on her boytoy even as she manipulated the college freshman. "I could tell he wasn't wearing anything else between them and his dick. And that made me hot for him right that second. I knew he was an explosive exhibitionist."

"Let me guess," Taylor said, deciding to be bold. "You came home and told Josh about it. And you added that he wasn't wearing any socks with his sexy loafers and Josh got hard and told you to go get him."

"Well, shit," Rachel breathed deeply and looked up at him. "You've been getting to know my son very well indeed." She pulled him in for another kiss, and the blonde could tell she was turned on by him. He couldn't resist gently teasing her between her legs. His fingers came away wet. Dizzy, he realized he was going to spend the weekend having sex with this incredibly sexy woman. And committing incest with her. A week ago everyone had thought he was straight. A week ago he had been straight, as far as experience was concerned.

He slid his fingers into Rachel's mouth and made her lick them clean.

"I have. So I'm guessing the next thing he did was fuck you."

"Right again. But now I want to fuck you."

She grabbed his hand and led him over to the poolhouse, which had shutters opening on all sides to let the air through. It was built to provide shade and diffused light, and little else. Most of the space inside was taken up by a daybed. Behind the poolhouse, a rock wall trickling with running water gave an added sense of privacy. Taylor thought he'd walked onto the set of a porn movie. Jason could have been a Falcon model, and the location was straight out of Hegre. He'd developed a very fine taste in porn over the past summer, thinking about what he wanted to do in college. Now, to his shock, he was getting to do it. All of it and more. It would have been a complete lie to claim he wasn't turned on by incest, just like everyone else who approached sex from a positive standpoint. If making love was good, and making love was better with someone you loved, wouldn't making love to someone whom you loved as deeply as a member of your family be the best of all?

Jason and Josh were already sitting on the bed, both in the lotus position and facing each other. They were trading kisses and lightly stroking each other's bare feet. As Taylor and Rachel approached, Josh took a hit off a cute little glass bong, then exhaled it into Jason's mouth. The position and the weed had their erections looking hard enough to burst.

"That smells delicious," Taylor said, lying down and stretching out. "Can I have some?"

"Of course," Josh grinned. He took another draw before leaning over and blowing it into his roommate's lungs. An explosion of lemon filled Taylor's mouth, and his lungs tingled, but in a good way that he knew how to manage. Josh fed him a second hit, and as they made out, the swimmer opened his eyes to realize that Rachel was halfway down his cock,

Josh broke their kiss. "What were you just thinking? I felt you trying to smirk."

"Fuck, I'm such a jockstud," Taylor chuckled. "You and your mom and the same time. So hot. Thanks, Josh. I love you."

"Love you too, stud," Josh said, kissing him again without the weed. "Here, take a hit yourself. This is some Super Lemon Haze. It's going to make you ridiculously horny."

"I already am, but I could be more."

"That's the spirit," Jason said approvingly. "No such thing as being too horny."

Taylor got high and felt his dick thicken to its limits. Smoke filled the air around him. He couldn't think straight, and found it hard to protest when the other guys played with his tender nipples. They kept kissing him, too, and he started licking Josh's body at random for no particular reason. Rachel took a couple of hits before going back down on him, swallowing his shaft down her throat with smoke pluming out around it. It was one of the most arousing sights he had ever seen in his life.

Rachel must have sensed his closeness to orgasm, because she pulled off his cock and climbed atop him. Crouching over him like a lioness, she kissed him, and they tasted the weed on each other's tongues. The teen instinctively thrust his hips up in a vain attempt to hump his erection against her before controlling his movements. She was teasing him, but at the same time she was very much in earnest.

"Fuck me," she urged him. Taylor opened his eyes and looked at her.

"Not yet." He gently pulled her upright and faced her towards Josh. "Show me."

A smile crept over Josh's face. "Already?"

The bigger jock kissed him. "I want to see it happen so bad."

"You're incredible." Josh unfolded himself and pulled his mom back down onto the mattress. His prick, erect and red where her boyfriend had been teasing her glans, rubbed over her smooth slit. The folds of her pussy were open and swelling for him. The friction of her clit hood against her son's foreskin made for an incredibly erotic site. Taylor pulled off the bed, watching in astonishment and even reverence as Josh prepared to go back where he came from.

"Beautiful, isn't he?" Jason whispered. Standing next to the blonde, he idly teased his erection. "They're so good together."

Josh was holding Rachel's arms down on each side of her head, dropping kisses all over her face while he frigged her. Almost any other man in that position would have plunged in and fucked the hell out of the lustful woman beneath him. But Josh chose to jerk her off with his cock instead. Taylor had never seen it done, not in porn, never read it on Nifty or Literotica. It wasn't traditional. It looked hot, though. Everything Josh did was teaching him how to be a better lover.

She came, and then Josh entered his mom, sinking deeply into her well-lubed passage. Rachel let out a continuous groan, and when Josh bottomed out and his smooth groin ground against her clit, she came a second time. Their bodies flowed together. They clutched each other, embracing in a way that was far more loving than the perfunctory hugs most families exchanged.

Taylor realized his fingers were gently stroking Jason's smooth hole, and occasionally reaching forward to toy with his balls. "So when did Rachel tell you that her son was also her lover?" He kept his voice low, his eyes on the wonderful sight in front of him.

"About two weeks after we started fucking," Jason said. That smile of his was devastating. "I'd met him about a week before. She could tell I was attracted to him and probably fantasizing about him. And honestly, if I'd met him on the beach, the chemistry would have had us in bed before the afternoon was over. I just didn't know how this amazing woman would react to the idea that I wanted her athlete son to fuck my brains out. Ahhhh." The teen's fingers entered his hole. Two of them at once, without any straining.

"You're lubed. Are you a bottom?"

"I'm mostly a bottom for guys."

"And girls?"

"Mostly top. But Rachel fucks me all the time. It's one of my favorite things about her." Jason was beginning to drip from the treatment Taylor was giving his prostate, and spread his stance a bit to give the teen better access. "So one day she tied me up and edged me for hours, and gave me one of the most shattering orgasms of my life. Then she untied me and we cuddled. And when she had me all softened up like that, she popped the question." The twunk shook his head in admiration. "She's good. She's a killer in court. I couldn't say anything, but my erection against her hip told her everything. She rolled over and looked me in the eyes, and just asked if I would have done him if he hadn't been her son. I had to say yes. She kissed me and told him he would be home in a few minutes, and she was going out to hook up with one of her friends that night."

On the bed, Josh had straightened up and and was worshiping his mom's foot, kissing her sole with the same passion he kissed her lips and her pussy. He decided to share it with her, and folded her back until she could suck her own toes while he licked her sole. Meanwhile, he never stopped his steady thrusting inside her. When he pulled his cock back and rubbed at just the right spot inside her, she came again, squirting this time. Josh was wet with her juices.

"I took him on that bed," Jason breathed. "Right there. He begged me to take him first, and I couldn't possibly say no. Because I was his mom's lover and he felt that was appropriate. And that was also the first time I realized he could cum without touching himself."

Cream dripped from Jason's thick erection, tall and veined yet velvet-smooth. The combination of the memory, Taylor's finger-banging, and the view had been too much for him. Josh and Rachel were lip-locked again. The two men standing watched Josh's golden muscles spasm, watched him thrust deep and pump his load inside his mom, watched him grind on her and drive her to orgasm with him.

Taylor slid back onto the bed. Josh's thrusts had ceased, but he and Rachel were still making out ardently. He took the runner by the hips and lifted him off his mom. When Josh realized Taylor was there, he rolled over eagerly, wanting to see the swimmer satisfy himself.

Crouching, Taylor spread Rachel's legs, and licked up her perineum, catching a drop of her son's cum on his tongue where it leaked from her pussy. He looked her in the eye and swallowed it. His tongue parted her folds, seeking more of the teenage juice. A little at a time, he worked his way into her, sucking and carefully probing. Eating boy and girl cum at the same time was the hottest thing he'd ever done.

I want a girlfriend I can eat other men's loads out of, he thought to himself, and nearly came just from imagining it.

He licked up to Rachel's clit and teased it with his tongue, easing two fingers inside her at the same time. Almost immediately, he touched her g-spot, and she gasped. The swimmer backed off on his oral efforts, slowing his pace. Sometimes he stopped licking her entirely and blew gently on her engorged clit instead. Sometimes he contented himself with flicking his tongue over it. All the while, his fingers never stopped working inside her. Rachel hung on the verge of orgasm, and Taylor kept her there until her labored breathing had a note of desperation in it.

With calculated intent, he went down on her again and kissed her clit sensuously. Rachel came hard, punching the mattress and trying to stifle a scream, but Taylor didn't back off. He kept right on working her. Josh took that as his cue to start making out with his mom again, so that she could yell into his mouth. That always made him hot. His roommate gave her three more orgasms, each more intense than the last, then suddenly changed positions. Before Rachel knew what was happening, Taylor had his cock fully inside her and had turned her tonguing of Josh into a three-way kiss.

She was wet with her son's seed and hot with lust around him. Josh pulled back and let them fuck. Jason cuddled up to him, enjoying the show. Rachel was a petite woman, and if Taylor wasn't twice her weight, he was very, very close to it. He dominated her utterly simply by being there. Unlike most teen boys, though, he was gentle. Each stroke of his cock might be long, but they were slow. Rachel realized that Taylor understood how to cum hard and please his lovers at the same time: instead of pounding away, he carefully edged his cock inside them, building their joint lusts to a delayed explosion. Between the pressure of their bodies together and the way his glans throbbed inside her, she kept cumming. His hands were busy over her body; when he tweaked her nipples, he felt her clamp down on his shaft, screaming into his mouth. Now she was the one controlling the fuck. Her pussy felt too good on his dick. No matter how hard he tried to resist it, no matter how much he slowed his movements, he felt himself cumming. Without thrusting, he came so hard that both of them felt him squirt inside her.

They didn't dare move for several minutes. Finally, Taylor turned over onto his back, taking Rachel with him. His cock slipped out of her, but it still wouldn't soften more than halfway.

"Well?" Josh asked.

Rachel smiled at him, her head resting on Taylor's chest. "You have excellent taste."

"Thanks, mom," Josh smirked. "And you haven't even tasted him properly yet."

"I have all weekend for that," Rachel said. "I have every intention of making this jock work for it, after all. How many loads did you pump out of him today?"

"Just one this morning."

"Mmmm, good, there's plenty left."

"So let me get this straight," Taylor said, his head spinning and his body completely relaxed from the effects of the sex and weed. "You want me to spend the rest of the weekend having sex with you and your son and your boyfriend."

"Yes," Rachel replied. "Which you want as badly as we do. Your cock hasn't been able to go down since you got here."

"I'm just making sure." Taylor pulled Josh in for a kiss. "Your family is as incredible as you are. Thank you."

"Hey, you're a dream come true for all of us," Josh assured him. "I still can hardly believe you fucked my mom. A few weeks ago I was dildoing myself fantasizing about being a diver and you fucking me on the pool deck. And now you're here."

Taylor burst out laughing. "That's hot. Maybe we can try it some night." He stroked Rachel's back and butt, and she cuddled him appreciatively. "How long have you two been lovers?"

"I'm sure Josh told you he lost his virginity young," Rachel said. "He likes to brag about it. When he was thirteen, after he'd been trying it out with some other teenagers for a few months, he came to me, and quite sweetly and reasonably explained that since we were both sexually voracious adults, there was no reason we should be making love. I thanked him, and told him I'd think about it. I made him wait about a year to mature and consider what he wanted to do. He still wanted it, and was very confident in his desires and his sexuality, so we started slow."

"But then it got kinky quickly," Josh laughed. "Imagine me even hornier than I am now and first discovering all the ways the body can be made to orgasm. And my mom had a lot of experience to pass on."

"I imagine," Taylor said, with an erection that pointed straight up again. "Did you start as early as he did?"

"Earlier!" Josh declared.

"I have to admit he's right." Rachel circled one of the swimmer's nipples with a finger. "Josh didn't enter into the story until I was seventeen and quite experienced. A frat boy on spring break slapped the wrong lube on his condom, it broke, and a couple months later I found out I was pregnant. My parents weren't thrilled but accepted the situation. I hadn't been irresponsible, after all. His parents were hysterical. They tried to get me to have an abortion, and when that didn't work, they tried to dispute their son's paternity. After that failed, I offered to let them buy me off in return for a complete lack of contact with their son ever again. He wasn't that good, anyway. I got college out of it, and Josh is getting college out of it, and we got this house. And, of course, I got a perfect son who became the most wonderful man I know."

Josh blushed and giggled. Jason was nibbling on his neck from behind. "And while I was growing up naked here--not a bad deal for me, either--my mom went to law school and fucked her way all around Miami. She was into four figures before she graduated."

Taylor involuntarily thrust upward at that revelation, humping his dick against the inside of Rachel's thigh. She chuckled in delight. "Do you share that ambition?"

"I do now. What kind of law do you practice?"

"Criminal defense and human rights, and sometimes a civil suit if it involves a question of constitutional law. I specialize in finding ways to stretch the Bill of Rights as far as possible in favor of the little guy."

"Stretching the little guy's mind and working the big guy's cock," Josh summarized. Jason exploded with laughter. So did Taylor. Rachel shook her head with a smile.

"Laugh, boys. I know you would have loved all of those big cocks I've taken over the years."

"Hey, I've taken some of them!" Josh protested.

"You share other partners, too?" Taylor asked. "Who know you're a mother-son team?"

"Oh, yeah," Josh said. "There's so many people in Miami into free love if you know where to look. Remember Scott and Michael? The guys who had me on the boat a few days ago? How do you think I got to know them? My mom hooked up with them, and when she got to know them better, she introduced us. And they knew Sam's boyfriend Carl, and that's how I started modeling for Sam."

"Josh, your roommate is leaking on me," Rachel said.

"Whoops!" Her son wiped Taylor's precum off her thigh with a finger and fed it to her. "Better?"

"Yes, thanks."

"I wish I'd lived next door to you as a kid," Taylor moaned.

"He did proposition probably every kid in the neighborhood," Rachel reflected. "All the cute ones, anyway."

"Yeah, you'd have been in here double-dicking my mom with me years ago," Josh said with a devilish smile.

"Well, at least I get to do it now for years to come. I hope."

"Yeah, we're keeping you," Rachel said. She pulled herself up and kissed him, clamping his dick between her legs at the same time.

"Fuck me!" Taylor exclaimed.

"We all will. In time," Jason promised him. "But I think I should point out that I'm the only one in this bed who hasn't fucked my girlfriend today."

"Then we need to fix that," Taylor said. "Josh, if you could slide out for a minute?" The teen obliged, and his roommate rolled over, taking Rachel with him. That positioned her perfectly for Jason to thrust his renewed erection against Taylor's, the head of his prick right at her entrance.

"I love muscleboys," Rachel sighed. "Fuck me, Jason. Please!"

"You're not satisfied with two guys' cum leaking from your pussy? You want to go for three?"

"Yes. Fuck me!"

"Why?"

Rachel twisted her head and looked him in the eye. "Because I need it and so do you. Fuck me, my love."

Jason shivered and drove inside her, not kissing her, simply staring at her. He wasn't being gentle, either.

"What's the most loads you've ever taken in a session?" Taylor asked.

"Thirty-seven," Rachel panted. "I beat Jason. He only took twenty-two that night." The memory seemed to inflame her lover, who pulled out, flipped her onto her back, and plunged into her, pounding her. She screamed. Her arms and legs locked around Jason, holding him in place as if she wanted him to fuck her throughout all eternity. Taylor felt he should give them some time together. He got up and went over to Josh, who was standing by the door packing another bowl of the Super Lemon.

"Having fun yet?" Josh said. He blew a cloud of smoke around his friend.

"More than ever in my life." The older boy kissed him, putting all the love he could show into it. "Seriously, I can't thank you enough for the past week. And for giving me a fantasy that almost no one actually gets to live out."

"Oh, Taylor," the runner grinned. "You don't have to thank me. It's been incredible watching you grow. And being able to help you. And finding someone else I can be this free with. I never could in high school. I mean, I was a nudist kid with an attitude who was having a secret affair with his mom. I couldn't risk bringing anyone else into it from my end even though I went to a small private school. My mom knew reliable people, but I didn't. But now--it seems that you're catalyzing my whole college experience and my whole adult experience. So thanks."

"We're going to spend the next four years finding a lot of people to share," Taylor said, taking the bong from him.

"And after that? You're going to stay in Miami?"

"Absolutely. But we won't have such good pickings once we graduate."

"You never know. We'll get into a lot more over-21 clubs and parties. And with our sexual flexibility, we'll be in demand. We'll probably finish out a lot of nights eating out gorgeous girls while their boyfriends who are too horny to care fuck our holes."

"True. We can take cock and eat pussy. Few straight guys can." The blonde stretched. "Your weed always makes me so horny. Or maybe it's smoking with you, because you make me horny." He got down on his knees and casually took Josh's cock in his mouth, licking the last of his mom's juices off it. Josh leaned back and enjoyed the thrill, adding to it with another hit off the pipe. The sight of Jason fucking his mom crazily made his balls tighten. The adorable little hunk was the first real boyfriend he'd ever known her to have. Most of her guys came and went pretty quick. Then Jason had walked into her office and had become the perfect combination of talented colleague, submissive boytoy, and passionate Latin lover. They hadn't missed a single day of sex since they had started fucking. And on a lot of those, Jason had done Josh as well. The freshman pushed the memories away and stepped back. On a whim, he slapped his dick against Taylor's blowjob lips a few times.

"You look hot like that. Want to go for a swim?"

"I always want to go for a swim." Taylor unfolded his long frame and started towards the pool. "By the way--"

"Yes, you can piss in the pool if you want to," Josh chuckled. "My mom says it's not the first time there have been watersports going on in that water."

"Your mom is kinky. I love that."

"Me too. Hey--want to make this an extreme swim?"

Taylor stopped. "How extreme are we talking here?"

"I had a few things in mind." Josh walked over to a table near the chairs that had a bunch of toys neatly laid out for an afternoon's use. "First, a prostate stimulator."

"Totally up for that."

"I thought you would be. And, to get adventurous, a triple cockring. Or, if your dick can't take it, a nice heavy metal one to let you feel the weight."

"My dick can take it," Taylor said, wagging his cock at his friend.

"You sure?"

"Bring it on."

"All right, show me that nice hole of yours." The taller boy was down on all fours in a heartbeat. "Fucking beautiful," Josh murmured, kissing it. "You're still a little puffy. That's so hot."

"Because it shows I take it up the butt."

"Yeah." The teen paused to lick the twitching flesh. "You're so much more masculine than any wimpy football player who would scream like a baby if his friends tried to dick him." He coated the Aneros toy with lube, then slid it gently inside his roommate's now-practiced hole.

"I love that!" Taylor almost shouted. Precum dripped from his cock.

"I know. Now do me." Josh bent over one of the chairs and presented himself, eager to be filled. Noticing this, Taylor took his time about the insertion, spending a couple of minutes easing the plug in and out of the runner's bubble ass, fucking him with it before letting in lock in place.

"Fuck," Josh said, straightening up and glancing at his cock, thick and heavy with blood. "That's gonna make this next part harder. Well, it's part of the tease." He put a hand on Taylor's shoulder. "I think you should know that fitting the cockring will be easier if I handcuff you."

"I seriously doubt that, but go for it," Taylor said, putting his hands behind his back in expectation.

Josh picked up the cuffs but didn't do anything with them right away. "I know we tried this out yesterday, but I want to be careful. I know you're curious about the bondage stuff I've done. And my mom and I have discussed introducing you to that in more depth this weekend. If you're willing. But at the same time, I don't want to push you if you're not ready."

Abruptly, Taylor grabbed the smaller boy's head and brought their faces close together. "Josh, I need you to understand something. I've seen what you look like in bondage. I want that. I want to have that freedom, that absence of all concern with thought or movement, to experience sex with an intensity I've never felt before. I'm not scared by it. I want it so badly that it hurts not to have it."

"You should only be willing to give up control like that to someone you trust."

"I do trust you. You gave me the ultimate proof of that today. I saw the relationship that you and your mom have built, in defiance everything most people think of as normal, and it's made you into a loving and generous person. I have everything you've done since we met to go by, and it tells me you're trustworthy. So I trust you, and those you trust." Taylor kissed him. "And I trust that whatever you do to me this weekend, I will get to do to you in the future."

"And more," Josh breathed. He snapped the cuffs on Taylor. "This part might hurt a bit, but it's for a good cause." Crossing the patio to a fridge by the poolhouse, he reached inside it and came back with a shallow tray of cold water. "Sorry," the smaller teen apologized, and dunked Taylor's balls in the water. The blonde made a strangling noise and tried to escape by rising on his toes, but Josh raised the tray to accommodate him. His sac shriveled and so did his cock, which dropped into the water and shrank even faster.

"We use salt water, it gets colder without freezing," Josh explained. With a washcloth, he quickly toweled off the jock's equipment and picked up a triple steel cockring, made of three rings of stainless steel in increasing size, welded together in a triangle. Working quickly to avoid bringing Taylor back to hardness too soon, Josh eased his balls through the large ring and then through the medium one before working his cock through the large and small rings. The resulting effect was of Taylor's cock, balls, and entire package being set off by separate steel bands. Putting it on was uncomfortable, to say the least. But as soon as it was on, Taylor felt his cock engorging again, getting even harder than before. The rings squeezed him and he felt it. Every vein on his cock stood out.

Josh resisted the impulse to lick it. Instead, he grabbed his phone off the table and snapped a few candids of the athlete staring at his cock, restrained for the first time. Bracing himself, he thrust his own erection into the ice water next.

"Wow," Taylor said. "You sure you're not a masochist?"

"I'm just very used to doing this," Josh said through gritted teeth. The speed with which he stuffed his deflated prick through the rings testified to that. It came back as rapidly as Taylor's had, especially when he began cockfighting the other boy.

"This is so hot," Taylor breathed, watching them rub their precumming helmets together. "Why the fuck do we never see this in porn?"

"Because people are dumb." The flanges of their cockheads were even more swollen than usual.

"Is this safe? It feels incredible. Like my whole cock is being stretched. Like viagra on viagra."

"Yeah, we just can't leave them on too long. Your dick can take it. That's one of the fundamental lessons of bondage as my mom taught it to me. Your body can take more intense pleasure than your mind can appreciate without practice. The same thing as an athlete working through pain."

"But it's not learning to appreciate the pain."

"Hell no. Is this painful?"

"Exactly the opposite. So good."

"Bingo." Josh uncuffed his lover. "Now let's get some water on that cock to cool it down. How did a horny teen Minnesota straightboy end up trying viagra?"

"It was at a party. One of my friends swiped some out of his dad's medicine cabinet and dared us to try it. Best fuck I ever had until I met you. Pretty much nonstop sex for three or four hours."

"I'm going to have to try that on you sometime. I'm surprised she kept up."

"Oh, she was a basketball player. A girl jock. And as greedy for it as I was. We hooked up a bunch of times after that."

"It's nice to know you weren't in a total desert up there."

"I guess not. But this is way better." Taylor kissed him and dove into the pool.

No training tool he had ever used gave Taylor as much drag as his own erection did. At the same time, the pressure of the water and the turbulence on his shaft was such a distraction that he had to concentrate to keep stroking. His instincts told him to fuck the water. His consciousness told him to take his time and enjoy the sensations--but it was a struggle to obey it. Very quickly, he realized swimming was a good thing: it took a little of the intense pressure off his hardon by sending the blood elsewhere in his body. The constriction of the ring made his erection feel almost as big as the rest of him. Probably the weed was playing with his perceptions, too, he realized. And the plug in his ass wasn't helping the situation either. Two powerful cums in one day were not enough; his mind was already screaming for another so soon after his last.

He rolled over onto his back and floated, panting, chest heaving, splayed and on display beneath the Florida sun. His dick pumped up and down of its own accord, spewing precum.

"Josh, fuck, this is insane."

"I know." Josh drifted up to him and rubbed his feet against Taylor's. That bit of extra contact was all the overstimulated jock needed. A prostate orgasm rippled through him. A few drops of cum leaked from his dick onto his rigid eight-pack.

"First orgasm from the stimulator alone?" Josh asked.

"Oh, fuck yes. Oh, fuck. I didn't know that could happen."

"Absolutely. And it's more likely to happen when you're high. And you can learn to work your ass muscles to fuck your own prostate with it." The other teen went quiet, and then Taylor heard him breathing rhythmically. He turned his head and watched Josh inhaling and exhaling, perfectly relaxed except for his dick, which was straining against its steel control. Almost as soon as Taylor realized what he was doing, it happened. The runner's body shook in the water while a steady flow of cum poured from his cock. Josh wasn't as good at floating as Taylor, though. The aftermath of the orgasm hit him and he sank briefly, his seed streaming white off him in the water before he came gasping and laughing to the surface.

"You did that intentionally?" The swimmer couldn't believe what he'd seen.

"Sure. Give me a minute and I'll do it again," Josh smirked. He took some deep breaths, and let himself float again. His breathing steadied. Taylor watched, fascinated. The teen's cock swelled again, veined and flaring. Josh let out a little cry and came, his second load just as plentiful as the first. This time, he sank almost immediately, his self-control cracking. The water around him was stringy with semen.

"It's fucking painful to watch you do that over and over," Taylor snorted. In spite of the backbone-tingling effects of his anal orgasm, he wanted to cum again. He flipped over and swam, doing lap after lap to take his mind off the heaviness of his cock. It didn't work. Motion only made him more aware of his constant, unending arousal. When he let his piss go, his dick was so tight that it felt like the longest cumshot he'd ever had. And the prostate stimulator apparently worked best with gentle motions. He was fucking the shit out of himself without cumming.

The swimmer hauled himself out of the pool and dried off. Josh had thoughtfully left a towel by the edge for him. He strolled over to the big chaise, where his roommate was relaxing.

"Is this what your life is like? Constant, never-ending horniness?"

"Some of it," Josh shrugged. Jason and Rachel were erotically soaping each other under the outdoor shower, and he was watching them. "And why shouldn't it be? Look at what our peers are doing right now. Getting drunk on cheap beer. Rubbing their dicks raw to porn. Staring at Netflix or playing a video game to learn how to kill. Studying themselves blind so they can get into grad school or into a high-paying job where they can be greedy and abusive to their heart's content. Sex and love seem like a better deal to me."

Taylor stretched out next to his friend and put an arm around the smaller boy. "So basically what you're saying is that they're all masochists."

"Yeah. Speaking of which, want me to take your ring off?" Josh had already removed his own.

"Sure. It's getting a bit uncomfortable."

"The triples are until you get used to them. The rubber ones are more forgiving, though. Do I need to cuff you again?"

"No, now that I know the shock is coming, I can take it." Hands clenched behind his head, the swimmer made it through Josh's rough handling of his balls with only a couple of gasps. With the ring removed, his cock wilted to half-hard, but wouldn't go any softer with the plug massaging his button.

"I do enjoy this in-between stage of hardness," Josh commented, cuddling back up to Taylor. "When you're horny as fuck and every touch feels good, but you're so exhausted from all the sex you've had prior to that point that you can't get hard enough to cum again right now. It's a really good frustration."

"What I love as much as the sex is the feel of your body on mine. Naked and unashamed. The way jocks should be."

"I'll never get tired of touching you. And you can touch me anytime, anywhere."

"You sure about that? Those are pretty broad terms."

"I trust your good sense. You'll know when not to do it and when to do it."

Rachel and Jason crossed the patio towards them, clean and ready for action. Jason unhesitatingly crawled on top of Taylor and kissed him. "Hi, beautiful."

"Hi, handsome. Thanks for letting me fuck your girlfriend."

"Thanks for fucking her so well. I love watching her get creampied while her son looks on. How are you liking that prostate plug?"

"It's awesome. You've got one in too?"

"I wear one most of the time these days."

"Mom got him started on them when she realized what a bottom he was," Josh added. "Now he's got one in at the office all day and sometimes has spontaneous orgasms down his pants leg."

"The same way you sometimes have one in class, with cum leaking out your shorts and onto your conveniently placed bare feet," Jason said sweetly.

"Was prostate work part of Josh's early training?" Taylor asked Rachel.

"Oh, yes," Rachel said from her comfortable position on Josh's chest. "I didn't insist, but I asked him quite seriously to consider regular wear of an Aneros for one month. Naturally, he was a little resistant because of the extra work it involved. He agreed to try it, though. About a week into the experiment, he stopped complaining about the nuisance. Ever since he's been plugged at least a couple days a week."

"I can't believe he's learned to orgasm on command."

"So has Jason. All it takes is practice to train your prostate."

"Taylor shot from the toy the first time," Josh said. "In the pool. Such a fucking swimmer stud."

"Well done!" Jason exclaimed. He started making out with Taylor. Neither of them was in any hurry. Nor were Josh and Rachel next to them. They hardly moved for an hour as the second wave of the pot hit them, amplifying their need for relaxation. Nonetheless, all three guys came from the pressure of the rubber toys inside them. Jason shot off three times without even trying.

Eventually Jason declared he was hungry for something other than boymeat and sauntered off to the kitchen. Josh picked up a couple of dumbbells and began toning up his arms and chest. Taylor noticed that they had a firepit, and when he opened a stone woodbox nearby, he found it filled with fresh logs and kindling. He built the fire as he'd learned when he was a boy: a nest of tinder inside a log cabin made of small sticks, with the bigger logs in a teepee over this combination. It always caught quickly, and he loved the feeling of accomplishment he got when the flames licked up from their tiny beginnings to warm the oncoming night.

"Very nice," Rachel observed, kneeling behind him and letting her hard nipples graze his back. The teen shivered. "Have you had sex around a campfire yet?"

"Not yet." Taylor struck a match and thrust it into the tinder, watching the twigs blossom red like poppies. "Hopefully soon, though."

"Yes." Rachel moved away from him. A moment later he felt her touch again and looked back to see her reclining on the patio, calmly licking the exposed sole of his foot. His cock pulsed.

"You're as big a foot slut as your son," he sighed.

"Where do you think he got it from?" Rachel chuckled. "Besides, you're forgetting I've seen your videos. He's already turned you into one, too."

"Yeah, I admit it. It's fun. And no one I try it on seems to object. It just naturally feels good."

"You've got it. Now stand up." Josh's mom rolled to her knees and took his erection in her mouth. Fists clenched, Taylor focused on breathing through the blowjob. His muscles wanted to tense up from the sheer pleasure of his arousal in an attempt to immediately force his cum out of him. It wouldn't work, he knew, but that was his instinct. Between the weed, the promiscuity surrounding him, and the continuous stimulation his prostate was getting, he had never felt so entirely free of sexual restraint and orientation. He was nothing but a sexual being. He was nothing but a line of energy between his prostate and his overinflated dick.

As if recognizing this realization in him, Rachel brought it to a conclusion by releasing his manhood and rising to kiss him. "Now you've had sex by the campfire."

Taylor could only stand there speechless at how small that goal seemed when placed next to his newfound sexual awareness.

She took his hand and led him towards the pool, down the steps and into the water. When they were chest-deep in the shallow end, she turned to face him. "Take me like a swimmer takes his mate."

Their fucking was as languorous as it had been earlier in the day, aided by the resistance that the water opposed to their movements. The blonde long-dicked his lover until she came twice. His hands, exploring her waist and ass, found a metal plug embedded in her hole.

"Yes, we're all plugged," Rachel whispered to him, and let her second orgasm overtake her.

They climbed out of the pool and dried off before joining the others on the chaise lounge. Jason had made a delicious Thai chicken and rice dish for dinner. Legs intertwined, they spent the entire meal casually teasing one another with their toes. Taylor even fucked Rachel to another cum with his long swimmer's toes while they ate. Nothing he could do at this point would make his cock go soft. The normality and freedom he was experiencing with his new friends was the ultimate realization of his teenage dreams.

He was enjoying himself enough, in fact, that he volunteered to wash up afterward. But in the Herrera household, that also came with fringe benefits, as he discovered about halfway through when he felt Jason's hands caressing his ass.

"Hey, Taylor." The twunk's voice was husky. "If it wouldn't be too distracting....could I play with your butt for a bit?"

"It would be the best kind of distracting. Go ahead." The jock spread his stance slightly to give the older boy better access.

Almost immediately he realized it would be more difficult than he thought to keep his mind on the task at hand. Jason had bent over and was kissing his bubble ass passionately while saying extremely dirty things to him in Spanish. Taylor's high school Spanish wasn't nearly sufficient for him to understand Jason's Miami slang, but the parts he did catch made him blush. At the same time, Jason had grabbed hold of his plug and was carefully fucking him with it. Five minutes in, Taylor gave up on washing and let the young lawyer use him. He couldn't help thinking of an old video he'd seen where the gorgeous Marc Vidal, dressed as a teacher, had finger-fucked a hot blonde student to a hands-free orgasm in front of a classroom full of his friends. The midwestern jock had longed for that feeling. His abortive attempts with a dildo had been mildly enjoyable but hadn't gotten him anywhere near what he was now experiencing. Clenching his teeth, he felt his cock swell, and looked down just in time to see it twitch hard enough to fling part of the thick, sticky cumload that was dripping from it onto the kitchen cabinets. Taylor smacked his fist down on the kitchen counter, but didn't budge otherwise. Keeping the orgasm trapped inside him like that made it intense enough that he felt like fainting for a few seconds.

"You are one sexy jockslut," Jason said in admiration. Easing the plug from Taylor's ass, he reached for a bottle of coconut oil and drizzled some onto his erection. His shaft tapered at base and tip and his head popped into the swimmer's hole quite easily. In response, Taylor squatted enough to sink all the rest of the way down on Jason's dick.

"Nice," Jason moaned. His fingers sought Taylor's nipples. "You should be washing. Because I'm gonna keep toying with these until you're done."

That lit a fire under the swimmer more than the filling of his ass with a thick cock did. By the time he finished, he was sweating. Jason was barely fucking him; their union was just that, an enjoyment of the sense of being physically joined. Instead, he was getting his tits worked in a way he'd never experienced. His cock, semi-hard, was trapped against the cabinets. Hurrying, he washed his hands, then reached to push Jason away, but his lover anticipated that and had already let go of his nipples. Taylor sighed in relief.

"Damn," he breathed, getting his composure back while Jason eased himself out of Taylor's butt. "You didn't mention anything about clamping my tits with your fingernails."

"Look at the amount of precum you dripped on the furniture and tell me you didn't like it," Jason pointed out. "No, leave it," he added, seeing Taylor about to wipe it up. "It dries clear." He took the plug and reinserted it in the appreciative teen.

"Fuck, that feels so nice now."

"It'll feel even nicer in the hot tub."

"Well let's go, then!" Taylor trotted out onto the patio. The fire was still going nicely, sending its dancing lights and shadows over the dark water of the pool and through the steam coming off the hot tub. Josh and Rachel were already in it. He had an arm around his mom and was kissing her again.

"God, you two are beautiful," Taylor said in awe. Very slowly, so as not to splash, he took a seat on Rachel's free side. Her lips met his. His hand moved lovingly over her breasts beneath the water, sharing them with her son.

"So how would you like to spend the rest of the evening?" Rachel smiled up at him.

"It's a Friday night, so I'd love to just get stoned out of my mind and cuddle you guys," Taylor admitted, feeling the erotic pressure of Jason's thigh on his.

"That's easy," Josh said, reaching for a tray off to the side of the tub. He offered Taylor a vape pen. "Acapulco Gold. Eighty-five percent THC. Small hits and hold. You're going to be flying."

Two minutes later, the blonde was doing exactly that. It was the most potent high he'd ever felt. Around him, the vapor from the cartridge mingling with the steam, his lovers were as buzzed as he was. The heat of the water and the touch of their bodies was magnified by his enhanced senses. When Josh had fingered him for the first time, he had learned to appreciate the core burn of his sexual energy. With everything he was feeling tonight, and with his ass muscles rapidly learning to self-fuck, that burn was enhanced to a new high.

"Welcome to the family, Taylor," Rachel said, hugging him.

"You guys feel like family," Taylor smiled, hugging them.

"Josh, is Taylor boyfriend material?" his mom asked.

"Someone's for sure, but not mine. He's in the market for a girlfriend, though."

"I hope you find someone who won't mind sharing you," Jason commented, sucking Taylor's neck with abandon.

"Oh, that's a given. She's got to be as abandoned as the rest of us. I told Josh I hope to be making love to him for the rest of our lives." Taylor pulled all three of them as close to him as he could. "You make me feel so good. You're the friends and lovers I've dreamed of having for years. And anyone who really loves me is going to love you, too. Not because you're important to me--but because she's naturally going to be drawn to the same desires and people I am. And so I'm confident I'll never have to compromise."

"Taylor, that is extraordinarily mature," Rachel said. "You have a very healthy attitude towards sexuality and relationships."

"Which, as you've just pointed out, is why you fit in with us so easily," Jason added. "You've put a lot of thought into this, haven't you?"

"Yeah. I was never satisfied with either the sex or the relationships I saw around me. Or the ones I experienced. So I spent the summer thinking about it and decided I was going to love and be free and leave it at that."

"Were you scared when you made that decision?"

"Actually, no. It felt like I was on a rocket headed for outer space with the world spread out beneath me." He grinned. "It felt like the first time I bottomed out in that basketball player I was telling Josh about. Or the first time I sucked Josh's dick. It was the right thing to do. It was....normal."

"You had clarity. You didn't see how it could be any other way."

"Yeah."

"And that's how we see it," Josh said. "Not a lot of other people will, but we'll stick together and pass it on, and eventually we'll make a difference."

They passed the pen around again. The boys competed with one another to caress Rachel beneath the foaming water. The tub had very powerful jets, which added to the sensual pleasure they were experiencing. Rachel rode each of them in turn until she orgasmed. Josh, carried away by his plug, shot a load in her while she was using his cock, and writhed from the way his mom kept fucking him until she came.

By the time she had run through the boys, they were all exhausted from the heat. It took them close to a quarter of an hour to dry one another and stagger across the patio to Rachel's bedroom, sighing in relief as they removed each other's plugs. Taylor wound up on his back, his head spinning, thrusting his cock blindly into the air. Rachel rubbed her body against his, making out with him desperately. She took a hit and blew it into his mouth. "Here, have more."

"I'm already so fucking high," Taylor smirked, but he sucked on the pen eagerly when she offered it to him. The swimmer felt his ankles grasped, and before he knew it, Jason, who was standing by the side of the bed, was fucking the soles of his feet and making him tingle all over. Thick and powerful as Jason's shaft was, the jock's muscular soles overpowered it. Taylor squeezed him and he groaned.

"Fuck my feet," the freshman demanded. That was all he had time to say before Rachel sat down on his face and he started licking the last traces of Josh's cum out of her pussy before seriously going to work on her. He realized his own cock was being stroked, and cracked an eyelid enough to realize that a laid-back Josh was casually giving him a footjob. While his feet were being used. It was the sort of fourgy that a week ago had existed only in his dreams. The thought of how far he'd come made him harder.

Eventually he shot his load on Josh's soles, the runner milking him without mercy until he yelled into Rachel's pussy. Jason leaned over and licked both Taylor's cock and Josh's feet clean, his own cum slicking Taylor's soles. The taste of the teen load sent him over the edge. Josh then cleaned Taylor's feet and kept nursing on them for a while. His mom finally ran out of energy and rolled off the blonde, and he crawled back up to cuddle his roommate.

"Happy one week anniversary of your newfound pansexuality," he whispered in Taylor's ear.

"Thanks for being the best teacher ever."

Jason put on a couple episodes of The Big Bang Theory and they cuddled, a pile of arms and legs, cum-streaked, until the screen went dark and they fell asleep, one by one.

In the night, there were occasions when one of them would wake and gently manipulate another for a while, sometimes to orgasm. Then they would fall asleep again, relaxed, relieved of desire for the moment--but their desires were perpetual. And they had every intention of indulging them fully, and exciting each other in the process.

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