Geek 6 (where will it all end?)

We are one happy family, ... sort of.

Jake still resists his role as a docile husband, who stands by quietly,

as Kenny (and sometimes me) fucks his willing wife, almost constantly!

We have had to crash his precious computer system, twice, to get him back in line.

I think it is about time to show him the nice pictures we have of him, sucking our dicks!

fishnet6@hotmail.com

Saturday night, and once again, I'm at Tom and Tracey's, tonight we are just sitting around watching TV, and talking. Tracey mentions a renaissance fair, that she wants to attend. I smile, remembering the fun we had at the last one, especially the sex! She tells me that she will plan the whole thing, saying how much she really wants to go, and to just be around me.

I tell her to plan it for six people, which causes her to look skeptical. "Jake won't go, he thinks everybody that goes is gay." She tells me, as she reaches over to stroke my dick. "I know the truth!" She says, boldly grabbing my stiffening organ!

I pull her hand away, and step to the phone. "Take off all your clothes, and practice sucking Tom's dick, while I call up Jake." Tom, who had been sitting in his chair reading, hopped right up and helped Tracey undress. It didn't bother me, since a husband has I right to see his wife naked ... once in a while!

Tracey is slurping on Tom's dick, before I complete my call. Jake answers the phone, with his typical good charm. "Yeah, ... hello." When I tell him who's calling, he just grunts out. "I'll get the little bastard for you!" I knew he meant Kenny, who was probably in bed with Sharon right then!

"No! I wanted to talk to you actually." I said, getting a mild grunt, in response. "Tracey is planning a little vacation for us all." Silence. "We are all going to a renaissance fair. It will be fun!" I hear him take a deep breath, as he lines up all seven brain cells, for a rebuttal.

"I'm not going, you little faggot!" He finally bursts out. "I've had it with you and that rotten fucker, Kenny! I'm going in there and ripping his nuts off, then I'm coming over there and feed them to you!" One more breath, and. "I've got a new system manager, he found all your bogus code and even your backdoor! I'm back in charge now!"

As he paused, I attacked. "You're right, only fags go to the renaissance festivals, ... like you." I heard a startled sound on the other end, but I continued. "I know about your new programer, I trained him. He's not really that good. He only found what I wanted him to find, you dumb ass!" I loved jerking this big jerk around. "Have you ever tried to order a yellow, full sized car?" I asked, as Jake started to talk.

"What? What the hell you talking about?" He asked, worried once again. "They don't make them in yellow! You're just fucking with me!" His temper was flaring up again. I hoped I could control him, or Kenny might be missing his most prized possessions!

"Next year they are, it is called something or other, yellow. Log on and try it. Oh, be sure to call up your expert first!" I waited a while, then went on. "Tell you what, I'll hang up now, you try that out. If everything goes O.K., then you can pluck Kenny out of Sharon's pussy, and toss him out." "But ..." I start, then pause, for effect. "If you need me ... if you really need me, you come over to Tom and Tracey's house. I'll be busy, so Tom will tell you where and how to wait for me."

"You asshole!" He screamed. "I'll have your balls too!" Then he slammed down the receiver. I turned around to see Tom standing there. He had unloaded in his wife's mouth by then, and she was in the bathroom brushing her teeth. She knows how I dislike tasting another man's sperm on her breath!

I motion Tom closer. "Boot up your computer, go to the dealership web site, and wait." I said, with a grin. "You will know when it happens. Don't answer the phone, it will be Jake trying to make up to me." Tom was now grinning. "When he gets here, have him strip right here. Then, take him to the basement and put him on the horse." Tom's grin was trying to break in to a laugh. "Do what you want to with him, but leave his ass for me!" Tom was nodding wildly, as I finished explaining.

He went quickly to the computer room, as I walked to his bedroom and his waiting wife! Tracey was laying across the bed, naked of course! I lowered myself down onto her hot body, and kissed her deeply. Moving to her breasts, I sucked each one, causing the nipples to swell noticeably. Tracey groaned loudly, as I moved to her neatly trimmed twat! I was still licking her to her second orgasm, when I heard the phone ring!

I positioned myself on my back, and moved Tracey to straddle me. With a deep sigh, she pushed my dick in her opening, lowering her tight pussy around my cock! After I came, Tracey quickly moved to suck my dick clean, as I laid there contentedly. When my dick was sparkling clean, she slid up along side me, rubbing her tits against my arm and chest. I rested, thinking just how great I had it, then the doorbell rang!

I heard voices, not really loud ones, but at least one that seemed very upset! It got quiet, then, shortly, I heard footsteps going downstairs! I moved Tracey to her other side, and snuggled up to her back side. Without a comment, she reached between her legs and led my half-hard dick to her slick cunt. My dick isn't even hard enough to force it's way into her very wet, though still tight hole. I reach over her, to get the remote control for the T.V., and tune in the camera in the basement!

Tracey giggles, as she spots a naked Jake, having Tom inform him to lay across the horse. Jake seems to be resisting, but finally slumps over the horse, allowing Tom to secure him tightly. I watch with interest, as Tom gets the paddle down and gives Jake several swats with it! I can hardly hear them talking, but I hear Jake's cries of pain clear enough!

My dick hardens, sinking deeper into my dream pussy. I start to stroke hard, as Tom pulls Jake's head up by his short hair. I clearly hear him say. "Don't fuck this up, for Tracey and me! Got it?" Jake sniffles out something, nodding his head. Dropping his pants and red panties, Tom positions the stool near Jake's head, pushing his dick in his mouth. Tom continues to talk softly to Jake, as he fucks his mouth, slowly. Tom keeps looking at the camera, and the stairs. He must know we are watching, and expects me to join them.

I turn off the TV, and concentrate on screwing Tracey. It is so much fun, to reach around and fondle her tits, while pounding against her ass end! I come, deep in her pussy, holding my dick there, as it oozes out it's last little bit. When I finally pull out, Tracey moves down and starts sucking my dick clean. I almost fall asleep, then I hear a gentle knock on the bedroom door.

It is Tom. I always get a real charge out of the fact, he knocks on his own bedroom door, then waits for permission to enter. I don't let him say anything, just put him to work, licking Tracey's pussy clean!

I reach over and get the phone, while turning the TV back on. I dial Jake and Sharon's, getting Sharon this time. "Come on over, Jake is here already." I tell her. "Don't bother showering, we will do that, later." I notice that Jake is twisting around on the horse, and yelling loud enough to be picked up by the camera. I smile, as I think of what I will do to him, later!

Sharon and Kenny waste little time getting there. I explain what I have planned, they agree to everything. We all have a beer, before going to the basement. Jake is embarrassed, to be seen by Tracey and Sharon, while tied naked on the horse. He is very sorry for what he said earlier, begging me to forgive him. I walk up to his face and hold my soft dick out to his mouth. He struggles to capture it, thinking I will forgive him with a simple blow job. I slap his face as hard as I can, considering his position.

"W-W-what did you do that for?" He asks, angrily. I slap him again! This time he twists his head up, to look at me.

"You worthless bastard!" I yell at him. "I allowed you to keep some of your honor. And how do you repay me? You try to cut me out of the picture, hiring a fast gun, ... you thought!" Each statement seemed to physically strike him, as he flinched.

"I'm sorry, I won't do it again, I ..." He abruptly stopped, as I slapped him again.

"Just shut up!" I ordered. "From now on, you are my personal sex toy!" Jake blinked twice, but didn't say a word. "You are allowed to say three things to me, and they are: Yes sir. No sir, ... but you better be careful how you use that one. And, Sir, may I suck your dick? Do you understand?"

I was afraid he had forgotten how to speak at first, as he opened and closed his mouth several times, before finally saying. "Yes sir." He didn't say it with much enthusiasm, but we could work on that, later.

"Is there anything else you would like to say?" This time, he thought for a while, with his mouth closed. "Well, is there? This would be a good place for any of the three." I joked with him, as he finally made up his mind.

"M-M-May I suck ... your dick ... sir." It wasn't very loud, or really sincere, but ... later.

"No, you may not!" I told him, which shocked him, I think. "But, I hear you don't like to eat pussy. And it is a shame, Sharon has such a pretty one!" Jake seemed to remember the rest of the people at that time, and turned to look back at them. "Would you like to eat Sharon's pussy? For me?" Jake looked from me then to Sharon, before answering.

"Uh ... I-I ... mean, uh ... yes sir." He choked out. I motioned to Sharon, who dropped her pants quickly and settled on the stool in front of Jake! He looked sick, as he looked at his wife's matted pussy hair, knowing Kenny had recently fucked her! Sharon scooted forward, nestling his face to her sticky snatch!

"Do a good job!" I said, as I smacked his ass lightly, with the paddle. "If you don't do it right, you will be punished!" Again, a smack, a little harder. "How is he doing, Sharon?"

"O.K., really. He just needs a little practice. He has never done this before." Sharon was trying to protect Jake, but I already had an answer to his problem.

"No problem." I said, as I rubbed the paddle over Jake's ass cheeks. "Every time you have sex, Jake will lick your pussy clean. Sound good to you Jake?" I asked, as the paddle bounced up and down, tapping his butt. He mumbled a yes sir, through the crotch of his wife. "That pussy is probably getting a little dry, how about we add a little moisture!"

I pulled Sharon away from Jake's questing tongue and bent her over, dog style, right in front of him. I plugged my dick in her with a minimum of effort, and really started to pound away! When I came, I turned to Jake, offering him my dick. He took it in his mouth and licked it clean. We then positioned Sharon's dripping cunt to his face, again!

Kenny took the small paddle and whacked Jake's ass, driving him deeper into Sharon's well used cunt! A while later, he laughed and said he thought Sharon was getting dry again. This time it was Kenny's turn to moisturize her pussy! Jake didn't resist sucking his dick, or the freshly fucked pussy!

Sharon was having several orgasms, as she instructed Jake on the finer art of eating pussy. Finally, Sharon herself mentioned that she felt herself drying up. We all laughed, and instructed Tom to do the honors. If Jake objected, he kept it to himself. Tom's dick was cleaned and the pussy vacuum was reattached to Sharon!

I was sitting on the couch, watching this as Tracey sucked and fondled my dick and balls. I was trying to get myself up for the final degradation of Jake. Sharon squeaked out another orgasm, as my dick finally seemed hard enough. I stood in front of Jake, stroking my saliva covered boner. "You understand that you will lick Sharon's pussy every time it gets fucked, whether you do it or not?" His answer was quick and positive. "One more thing, since you yelled at me tonight, I'm going to fuck your ass!" His head came up like a rocket!

He struggled against his bindings, as he looked around for any assistance. Finally, he just slumped back down, defeated. I greased up his anus real good, jabbing my thumb inside. "Are you ready?" I asked, to which he whispered a strained. "Yes sir."

I lined up on his ass and pushed hard. His asshole yielded to my assault, just rolling his cheeks in slightly. I knew he couldn't keep me out, since my dick got noticeably harder as I thought about what I was doing. When I was part way up his ass, I looked over at Kenny. He was smiling widely at the abuse I was giving our mortal enemy!

When I was fully buried in his ass, I asked Jake. "How's that feel? Real good, I'll bet. Right, slut?" I then started to move my dick, pounding in and out like a maniac! Jake never cried out, but I noticed tears running down his face, as I drove deep in his ass. I don't think he was crying from guilt, like Tom did. Jake was crying because he was being savagely butt fucked!

After I shot my load in his ass, I pulled out and motioned to Kenny. He hesitated, maybe afraid Jake might kick his ass later. "Don't worry, he lets you fuck his wife, and she is a lot prettier than that hairy ass of his!" Kenny laughed and walked up to Jake's face.

"Hey, come sucker!" He jokes, slapping Jake's face with his dick. "You want me to fuck your ass too?" Jake's face raises up to look at Kenny. He looks totally beaten, as he glances my way.

"Yes sir." He says, a bit louder than he has responded all night. Then, a little quieter, he asks. "May I suck your dick, sir?" Kenny is pleased to oblige him, stuffing his erection into his wide open mouth! A short time later, Kenny moves to Jake's recently deflowered ass, and drives his dick deep inside!

When Kenny comes in Jake's ass, the four of us walk to the stairs. I turn to Tom, and point to Jake. "I want you to fuck his ass, enjoy yourself! Then release him and bring him upstairs to the bathroom." Tom eagerly mounts the now docile jerk, and begins to fuck him hard. The rest of us go upstairs and crowd into the bathroom, to get cleaned up.

Tracey and I explain to Sharon, then demonstrate how to insure that a dick is thoroughly clean. She is a quick learner, and is soon sucking Kenny's clean dick. Tom walks in, leading a cautiously walking Jake. We step aside, as he plops down onto the stool, followed by plops from his distended bowels.

We make jokes about Jake and how good of a come sucker he has become. "Jake, do you want me to repair the dealership software right now?" I ask him, as he slowly looks my way. He shakes his head, and comments. "No, uh ... well whenever you want, uh, sir." He looks at me pleadingly. I nod, and he continues. "Monday, I'll take you to meet my dad. I'll tell him that you wrote the program, and I'll try to get you a bonus ... or something." With tears in his eyes, he reached out to hug me around the waist. "Please, I don't want to be an outsider. I want to be your friend ..." Turning to look at Kenny, he said. "All of you."

There were tears all around, as we all hugged and kissed. Finally, we moved to the bedrooms to sleep. Tracey and I in her bedroom, Kenny and Sharon in the spare room, and each husband sleeping at the foot of the bed, near their wives.

The next morning, Kenny told me he had to wake up Jake twice during the night, so he could preform his come sucking duties. Jake was quiet, but he seemed more cheerful than usual. We all ate breakfast together, then I took Jake aside for a talk.

I told him that I would fix the web site and correct the glitch that caused the problem. He thanked me, then reminded me that I should stop by on Monday. I told him I would, and thanked him for last nights entertainment. He smiled, then said. "Any time, ... uh sir."

Kenny and I left a short time later, in Tracey's car. We still had to work for our miserable existence, no matter how much pussy we were getting! I dropped off Kenny at his place, then went home to change clothes and hustle to work. All in all, it was a very mundane day, after last nights activities! One thing though, I always check out the video cameras closely, when people return them. Never know were your next fuck slut might come from!

Brenda, Tracey's mother stops by about six that night, to pick out a movie. We discuss several different choices. Then in a low, kind of sexy voice, she asks about the X-rated ones. We have a special area in the back of the store, where we can keep the kids from sneaking into. I tell her where they are, but she gets flustered. She asks if I've ever watched any of them, now it's my turn to get a little flustered, as I admit I have.

In that same dick swelling voice, she asks if I could recommend any. Leaning in real close, I ask what she likes, noticing the red blush on her upper chest and neck. With a sigh, she tells me that her husband is out of town and she thought she might enjoy being 'naughty'.

I laughed, telling her that taking a video home wasn't naughty, taking a man home would be naughty. She laughed lightly, then said. "I think I'll start with a movie, ... uh, could you ... go get me one? One of your favorites!" I grinned, then walked over to the section and scooped up the one I wanted her to see. I placed it in a bag, so no one would see it was in a special X-rated sleeve.

I put it in her hand and told her. "You'll like this one, a beautiful woman and a younger man have an affair." As she grasps the bag, I place my other hand on hers. "I won't enter this on the computer, that way it will never show that you rented it, ... the week end your husband is out of town." I look right into her eyes, noticing how pretty she is, just an older Tracey!

Clasping my hand in hers, she hands me the rental fee. "Thank you, Gary! I'll let you know what I think of it." Then as she turns to leave, she stops and says. "By the way my husband is actually gone until Thursday, so I might need another tape ... or something." I smiled as I checked out her tits, as she blushed even more, then I watched her nicely shaped ass wriggle out the door. I would love to be watching through her bedroom window tonight!

After closing, I go straight home and to bed, I'm bushed. I can hardly believe it, but I'm exhausted, from having too much sex! I know I have a lot of catching up to do from high school, but I better start pacing myself. Maybe I should have Tom and Jake fuck and suck each other ... now that's a thought!

The next morning, about 11:00, Jake calls. "Uh, sir, would you mind stopping by today ... ah, whenever you feel is convenient, ... to meet my dad." Jake stuttered as he talked. I told him I would be there at one, and then hung up. I finished preparing my brunch, then checked my E-mail. Kenny had sent me one, just an hour ago. He also commented on how tired he was. These jocks might kill us yet! I called him up.

"Hey Kenny, be ready to go at 12:30, going to meet Jake's dad." I told him. "Dress to impress, but remember ... be casual!" That was another of our inside jokes, we always wanted a job where we could be casual. After talking a while longer, we hung up, and I called Tracey.

Her voice on the phone always gave me a hard on, today was no different. "Wish you were here." I told her.

"Me too!" She cooed. "This job is really getting to me today. Everything is just messed up, I've spent all day running around, just finding lost papers." I told her how sorry I was that I couldn't just fix it for her. "You going to stop by tonight? That might help." She asked, expectantly. It actually sounded like she really wanted me to stop by.

"Sure, I have to be to work at seven, but I could stop by earlier." I say, still not sure if I'll be up to another round of sex.

"Great!" She bubbles. "I'll have pizza delivered about 5:30. I need to give you the details about the renaissance festival. See you then, bye!" Then, with a kiss into the phone, she hangs up. I sit there, thinking how lucky I am, to have complete control of the hottest piece of pussy I know!

Later, the meeting with Jake's dad goes real smooth. Richard, Rich to his friends, was quite happy to meet Kenny and I. When Jake stepped out of the office for a while, he told us. "I knew Jake hadn't written that program. The boy is smart enough, but his mind is always six inches up Sharon's cunt!" I didn't tell him, but that's not a bad place to be!

When the mention of money came up, Rich tensed noticeably. He had another dealer interested in getting a similar program for his dealership, and together, they had an offer for us. The money was very good, with a guaranteed minimum one year salary. A company car to drive, and an expense account! Kenny was all ready to dive on the deal, until I stopped him.

I made a counter offer. Five thousand dollar bonus for each of us, up front. The mentioned salary, for one year. Half salary after that, for consulting and web design, for as long as he wanted. And one more thing, a new car for each of us, to be worked out between Rich and this new dealer.

Rich almost reverted back to Richard, I think. He excused himself to make a phone call. When he came back, he was much more adjustable. Final deal was bonus, salary, web maintenance, ... and a three year leased vehicle. Seems they can write off more on a lease, than an outright gift. Also, we won't have to pay taxes on it that way. Overall it seemed too good to pass up, and we agreed.

We both felt very cocky, as we told Jake of our preferences for our cars. He assured us they would be there by Friday, so we headed out. As the excitement died down somewhat, we started making some major decisions. One, we needed to get an apartment, together. Two, we were both going to quit our shitty jobs. And three, we were going to have to fuck our sluts, to celebrate!

We all meet at Tracey and Tom's, for a celebration. Even Jake seems to enjoy himself. When it is about time for me to leave, Tracey pulls me toward her bedroom. "How about a quickie?" She asks, with a giggle. "I've just got to feel you in me again!"

I notice the pleading look on her face, and decide to tease her some. "What if I told you, I found someone else?" She looked at me, stunned! Before she could say anything, I continued. "What if I told you, that you had to screw somebody else, ... say, Jake!" I look of fear crossed her face, as her mouth hung open.

"Why? I mean don't I ..." She was stumbling for something to say. "Jake? I-I would, ... I mean if you told me to ... I wouldn't like it, but if you wanted me to. Oh, Gary, please, not Jake! He scares me!" Tracey started crying, as she hugged me. "I try to make you happy. I do everything you tell me to do." Looking up, she says. "I will do anything you tell me to do!"

"Good! That was only a test. Someday, ... maybe." I told her, as I started unbuttoning her blouse. With a big smile, Tracey helps me undress.

We then have just that, a quickie. My dick is licked clean and replaced in my pants in record time. We walk out of the bedroom in time to see Jake enter the spare room, probably to lick Kenny's come from his wife's pussy! I shake hands with Tom, and ask him to make sure Kenny gets a ride home, then I leave for work. If they weren't counting on me to come into work, I would have just stayed there and screwed all night!