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Showmen
-------

"Are you really going to do it?" I asked, washing
Jerry's back as the shower water pelted us.

He turned to face me, his eyes searching.  "You don't
want me to?"

I blushed, because the opposite was true.  I was
terribly excited about it.  In fact, I could have
cummed if I touched myself.  "I do want you to.  I
just want to be sure you want to.  I don't want to
force you into anything, ya know?"

He smiled that sleepy smile of his, his eyes
twinkling.  "I am looking forward to it," he said,
wrapping his arms around me, pulling me into a
breathtaking kiss.  His erection pressed against me,
tangible proof that he was excited.  We kissed for
long minutes, the warm water pulsing on us.  When I
moaned into his mouth, his hand slid down and touched
my pussy.  I shook immediately, orgasming.  He diddled
me just how I like it, sending jolts of pleasure
through me.

I wish we could have fucked.  I wanted him in me,
driving into me.  But I was the one who had denied him
release for a week so that he could cum hard today
with his new lover.

Finally, he let me stop cumming, and I returned to
preparing him.  I shaved his face, and watched him
shave his crotch, pubes, dick, and balls.  His cock
looked bare and remote, jutting out from a hairless
area.  Damn.  At my request, he let me shave his
armpits.  I'd wanted to do that forever, don't ask me
why.  Then, at his request, I shaved his ass and
cheeks.  That made my pussy throb, because it
signified what I wanted to see: my man getting fucked
by another man.

Jerry had agreed to have sex with another man, so I
could watch.  Jerry had a limited bisexual past, so he
wasn't a virgin or anything.  But I had never seen it,
except on one movie I had worn out by watching it.  I
was fixated on it now, so much so that Jerry was
coming out of bisex retirement to satisfy my
voyeuristic curiosity.

There were so many mysterious things I wanted to know,
especially about Jerry.  Would he make his lover cum
by giving a blow job?  Would he moan when doing it,
like I did?  Would he beg to be fucked?  On his back
or side or sitting on the prick?  Would he kiss
another man?  Oh god, thinking about that made me
throb again.  More than throb, I clenched my pussy,
hard.

Out of the shower, Jerry asked if I would give him an
enema.  I did, excited by knowing the reason he wanted
it.  I gave him a bag of soapy water, one of warm
rinse water, and another of cooler rinse water.  He
teased me, telling me to give him all the water so
that he would be clean when he got fucked.  He knew
how that excited me, and he was using it against me. 
I don't think I'd ever been so wet in my life.  I was
literally dripping by now.

The next half hour was consumed with getting dressed. 
When done, he looked stunning.  His dark wavy hair was
under gelled control, long on top and buzzed on the
sides and back (I had just given him a fresh
clippering before the shower).  He wore a brilliant
white cotton button-down shirt, and crisp jeans. 
Topsiders.  Jerry looked so damn good that I almost
took him there and then.

I wore a simple blouse and skirt, no undies.  I wanted
access to my pleasure spots when I was watching them.

I poured myself a Chardonnay, but Jerry wanted only
water while we waited.  He didn't need to calm down,
the bastard.  My nerves were shot.  My fantasy was
coming true.

Right on time, the doorbell sounded.  Jerry went to
the door, and let in Jim.  We'd never met him, so it
was nice to see that he looked like his picture. 
Medium height, fit, buzzcut.  An ex-Marine with
soulful bedroom eyes.  He was wearing pale green
hospital scrubs, which was reasonable given that he
was a medic/nurse stopping at our place after he got
off work.  My eyes dropped to check out the important
part, and it appeared from the bulge that his cock
would be as big as it looked in the picture.

Jerry offered Jim some Chardonnay, but Jim decline in
favor of water.  "I guess that means you are ready to
go?" Jerry asked after getting him some bottled water
and refilling my glass.

Jim smiled, a cute smile.  "Yeah, if you are."

Jerry turned to look at me.  "I guess we're both ready
for whatever you want."

So, this was it.  Damn.  The reality of having my
fantasy come true, and dependent on me just saying the
word hit me hard.  Did I really want to see Jerry with
another man?  Hell yeah!  "So, you'll do what I ask?"

"Yes," said Jim.

"Yep," said Jerry.

I rubbed my hands together, deciding what I wanted to
see first.  "OK, how about you guys kiss as a starter?

Jerry looked nonplussed.  The one thing he had told me
he disliked about bisex was kissing another man.  It
wasn't offensive or anything, but he just didn't like.
 I wanted to see him do it more to test how compliant
he would be than to get a thrill out of it.

Jerry looked at Jim and shrugged.  Jim shrugged back,
and they moved to each other, touching lips.  I
watched them move immediately to a deep french kiss,
heads turned a little so their mouths could lock. 
Their hands roamed, and I watched Jerry rub Jim's
shoulders and arms, then drop down to his hips before
sliding around to cup his bulge.  It was exciting to
see my man being so aggressive.  He wanted sex with
Jim, and that was pretty arousing for me.

They kept kissing for a long time, teasing each
other's tongues.  It became apparent that they would
kiss until I told them to stop.  "Let's go into the
bedroom," I told them.

They broke the kiss in stages, and Jim told Jerry,
"You are a fucking awesome kisser."

"Thanks baby," Jerry responded.  I was startled to
hear him give Jim a pet name.  This was strange, as if
both guys were also girls.  The concept of bisexuality
suddenly became real to me.

Jerry led the way to the bedroom, which we had
prepared in advance.  My frilly bed linens were
replaced with heavier, manly stuff that I wouldn't
mind washing.  The bed normally had a canopy, which
Jerry had removed, leaving the heavy four posts in
place "in case they were needed".  The overstuffed
chair from the living room had been dragged into the
corner, with an ottoman and side table.  That's where
I would sit, discretely in the corner shadows,
watching.

Jim patted the bed to test the firmness while Jerry
kissed me and helped me sit in the chair with my feet
up.  He refilled my glass yet again, then stood back
and waited my command.

"Why don't you strip for Jim," I said.

"Sounds good," Jerry said.  Then he kicked off his
dock shoes, and unfastened his pants.  He slowly
unbuttoned his shirt, watching Jim watch him.  He
undid the shirt's cuffs (which he never does normally;
Jerry was showing off!) and slid his hands inside his
shirt to tease his own nipples.  Then he looked back
up at Jim, and removed his shirt.  Jim's eyes were
ravenous, eying him up and down like a hungry
predator.  Finally, Jerry slid his jeans down,
stepping out of them.  He stood there, basking in
Jim's gaze.

"You have a nice cock," Jim said,  "I love shaved
men."  He moved close again, and slid his fingers up
Jerry's cock, then back down and cupped his balls. 
"Wow, your balls are really full."

"Saved up for you," Jerry said.

I thought they might kiss again, so I told Jerry to
come by me and for Jim to take his clothes off.  Jerry
stood next to me, and I felt his hard cock and full
nuts while we watched Jim.

Since he was wearing scrubs, it didn't take long for
Jim to disrobe.  He pulled his shirt off, revealing a
nice chest covered with down, thick shoulder muscles,
and a nice flat stomach.  My pussy clenched at the
thought of having this man laying on top of me.  He
kicked off his tennis shoes, then untied the string
holding up his pants, then let them drop.  Mmmmm, nice
legs too, but I was disappointed to see he was wearing
boxer shorts.  Off came his socks, and then he pulled
down his shorts, and stepped out of them.  He looked
to see Jerry's reaction, I noted, instead of mine.

His cock was of the meaty sort, heavy and large even
when flaccid.  He was mostly erect, his uncircumcised
prick dancing up and down, straight out.  When we had
picked a lover, I had wanted an uncircumcised man for
Jerry.  I haven't had very many in my sexual career,
and I wanted to see him with such a cock.  Jim
certainly did not disappoint!

I ran my finger over Jerry's peehole, feeling that he
was leaking precum.  I looked up at him, seeing a look
of lust on his face.  I squeezed him enough so that he
looked down at me.  "Kiss me," I said, and he did. 
"Now, go suck Jim."

Jerry walked the few steps to Jim, then fell to his
knees.  "Hold on," I called to them.  "Turn sideways
so I can see."

Accordingly, Jim turned 90 degrees so that I was
looking at his left side, and Jerry slid over.  I saw
Jerry slightly trembling as he touched Jim's cock
appreciatively.  He slid his hand up and down it,
feeling the heavy veins.  He cupped Jim's balls, and
leaned forward to kiss Jim's cock on the head.  Jim
and I both groaned at Jerry's first taste of Jim's
pecker.  I pulled my skirt up, spread my legs, and
began masturbating openly.  This was too sexy to
watch!

Jerry had a slow, deep style.   He pulled back Jim's
foreskin, then sucked him into his mouth.  Slowly
moving forward with his lips pressed on Jim's shaft,
he took all the cock into his mouth.  I was amazed at
how easily he did it too.  I mean, I have trouble
sometimes getting Jerry's smaller size in without
straining, but Jerry just made it one smooth motion.

Jim took his right hand, and put it on Jerry's head. 
He tried to speed up Jerry, but Jerry was determined
to give a slow, delicious BJ.  To compensate, Jim
started thrusting his hips, fucking Jerry's face.  Not
fast or hard, but just enough to speed up the motion.

Jerry's hands weren't idle either.  He was playing
with Jim's nuts, pulling and squeezing them.  He
pulled his mouth off, and curled the long spit string
around his index finger.  Then his hand disappeared
between Jim's legs, and from Jim's gasp, I guessed
that the spit string was lubing his butthole for index
finger intrusion.  "Oh gawd," Jim hissed as Jerry's
finger penetrated him and his cock was returned to
Jerry's mouth.  "Fuck my asshole."

Things rapidly progressed from there, with Jerry
sucking for seed and Jim happy to give it up.  It was
getting close when Jerry stopped, turned to look at
me, and asked, "Do you want Jim to cum?"

"Oh yeah," I said.  "Fuck yeah.  In your mouth."

Jerry went back to work, bobbing his head up and down
Jim's shaft while his finger was pumping Jim's ass. 
Jim grabbed Jerry's hair and began fucking his mouth,
jamming his cock in and out while Jerry slurped at
him.  Then, suddenly, Jerry lunged forward,
deepthroating Jim.  Jim let out a wild sound, and
threw his head back in ecstasy.  I knew Jim was
cumming in my man's mouth and throat.  My fingers flew
on my clit.

What did it for me was that Jerry began bobbing up and
down on Jim again, spilling cum out onto Jim's shaft. 
It was a big load, and cum and spit slobbered out in
great volume.  Jerry kept him cumming, his finger
buried in Jim's ass, and took the final spurts into
his open mouth.  It was too fucking nasty, and I came.

I felt so nasty myself, legs spread and fingers
fucking myself in front of Jim.  I think it added to
the strength of my orgasm.  I boiled out lava-hot
juice, which I smeared on my clit and lips.  Damn, it
was nice.

I pulled off my blouse, suddenly aware of how hot I
was.  I calmed down, feeling my exposed nipples while
watching Jerry clean what cum he could.  He sucked Jim
clean, then used his cock as a squeegee to clean the
cum from his face.  He ate it off Jim's cock, which
had now wilted to a large but flaccid state.

Jim arose and came to me.  "You liked watching?"

"Loved it honey," I said.  I had him bend forward, and
wiped off some of Jim's cum from his face with my
finger, then fed it to him.  He tasted the now-cold
sperm eagerly.  More eagerly than I ever did.

"Now what do you want to see?"

"I want to see you fuck Jim until he is hard again,
OK?"

"OK, Jim?" Jerry asked.

"Sure," Jim said.  "I can't wait for a proper
fucking."

I directed them so that Jerry laid on the bed, near
the bed post.  Jim hovered overhead, and positioned
Jerry's prick at his butthole.  He kept his balance
with the help of the bedpost, then Jim squatted
farther and farther, letting Jerry squeeze into his
ass.  From where I was, I could watch every inch push
in, slide out, then push deeper.

Jerry and I often have anal sex, so I am no stranger
to it.  But I hadn't personally witnessed two men
having sex like that, and how savage and raw it could
be.  I mean, Jerry fucked the snot out of Jim's
asshole, and Jim kept encouraging him!  Jerry would
pump hard enough so that his balls smacked into Jim's,
only to have Jim sit down fully and grind.  Both men
were calling names, moaning, and groaning.

I had them change so that Jim was bent over the bed. 
Before he fucked him more, Jerry spread Jim's cheeks
to show me Jim's gaping red asshole.  Then Jerry sank
in with a single stroke, his balls hanging between his
legs.  Both men were covered with sheaths of sweat.

"Baby, I'm gonna cum like this," Jerry warned.

"Cum in his ass," I called out, again feeling myself
near an orgasm.  "Its OK, cum in your lover."

Somehow, calling Jim his lover set Jerry off.  With
jerky strokes, Jerry unloaded his full balls into Jim.
 He slowly pulled out as he filled Jim's bowels,
milking his cock as he did.  I could tell it was an
exhausting cum, for Jerry's knees buckled at one
point.

Jerry stepped back finally, and sat hard on the
ottoman.  We both watched as Jim flexed his man-cunt
and squeezed out a couple tablespoons of cum.  It slid
down the back of his balls, and would have fallen on
the floor except that Jim caught it in his palm.  Jim
smeared it back between his cheeks, a heavy glob of
cum poised to trickle more.

"Go clean him up," I said, pushing Jerry off the
ottoman.  I was practically kidding, seeing how far
Jerry would go to please me.  He took me seriously.

I watched him jam his tongue right into Jim's asshole.
 It came out covered in cum, which he showed me before
swallowing it.  It was the nastiest thing I'd ever
seen, and I began spanking my pussy.  Jerry's mouth
sucked from Jim's balls up to where the glob of cum
was poised, but when he again tongue fucked the ass
he'd just fucked, I came.

It was a nice orgasm, but not The One.  That was still
coming.  I shook and clenched for a  minute, but it
wasn't the womb churner I knew I still had.  I knew
just how to achieve that one.

"Now, baby," I said, "suck him hard again."

"I am hard," smiled Jim, turning around to show me.

"Oh good! Then its your turn to fuck Jerry."  I looked
at Jerry, who was looking back to me with an
expression like 'where do you want me'.  "Come lay on
the ottoman," I told him, "so I can see everything."

Jerry stretched out across the ottoman, perpendicular
to me, and Jim moved above his ass.  Close up, I could
see his cock was really large.  He'd last a long time
too, having cum heavily not so long ago.  Jim pulled
Jerry's cheeks apart, and spit on his browneye.  Then,
he put his partially sheathed cockhead at Jerry's
opening, and pushed in.

I was torn between seeing Jerry's reaction and
watching the unbelievable sight of this large cock
sliding into my man.  Jim went in all the way,
pressing his pubes against Jerry, and circling his
hips.  Then he pulled all the way out, and I saw
Jerry's pink insides.  Again Jim pushed in slowly, but
instead of pulling out, he began a gentle pumping.  I
imagined how good that would feel in my pussy, that
large cock pumping my insides, and on cue Jerry let
out a moan.  "Oh yeah," he said, "fuck my ass.  It
feels so fuckin' good!"

Jim picked up steam until he was pistoning in and out
of Jerry's long neglected anal pussy.  Jerry shook at
the end of every driving thrust, grunting and moaning
with pleasure.  And it was all happening just a foot
from me!

"Hold on," I told them.  "Get on the bed.  Jerry, you
lay on your back."  They did as I asked, and I
followed them.  I climbed on the bed too, and settled
onto Jerry's talented mouth.  Immediately, Jerry was
pleasing me.  He paused for a minute while Jim slid
back into his poop-chute, then moaned and ate me
continuously.

I picked up Jerry's ankles, putting them behind my
arms so that he was doubled over and his asshole was
pointed up enough to allow Jim to get maximally deep
penetration.  Jerry was grunting more now, since it
was harder to breath like this and Jim was burying his
entire length into him.

It was a hot and sticky time, all of us getting more
animalistic and the sex was getting more raw.  My own
orgasm was stalled, as if waiting for the final
chapter in my fantasy to be realized.

"When you cum," I said to Jim, "squirt some in his
ass, but most on Jerry's cock, OK?"

He looked at me and smiled.  His forehead was covered
in sweat, and his whole gorgeous body gleamed.  He was
a fucking machine, and he was working on Jerry.  Jerry
had a hard-on again, by the way.  It was damn erotic,
if you ask me.

When Jim came, his eyes rolled back in his head.  He
jerked a few times, obviously squirting, then pulled
his muscle out and began spraying onto Jerry's dick. 
I used that as a hot lube and began jacking Jerry off.
 I leaned down to suck his head, but it was
unnecessary.  I felt him swell in my hand and quickly
pointed it down towards his face.  Jet after sticky
jet flew out of his cock, spraying onto my pubes and
his chin.  His mouth was still on my pussy, idle while
he came.

It was another intensely erotic scene, and with just a
little grinding on Jerry's passive face, I came.  This
was the hard cum I had been feeling building in me.  I
yelled and writhed, squeezing my own tits while my
pussy clenched endlessly.  The room swam as I got
woozy, years of fantasy finally finding release.

Jim helped me lay down.  Jerry and I laid there,
panting.  Me because of the intense satisfaction I
found, and Jerry because I had smothered him.  Jim,
who was younger and more fit, sat on the bed and
grinned at us.

"Pretty good, huh?" he asked.

"Fantastic," I replied.  "Fucking awesome."

Jerry rolled over onto his side, and caressed me. 
"Wanna us to do some more?" he asked.

"Maybe after a shower and dinner.  You are a sticky
mess," I laughed.  But meanwhile, I was thinking that
I was looking forward to watching Jerry eat more
sausage, and not for dinner.

*****

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