Chapter 10

Katherine, Fred, and John

Katherine bumped into John on the grounds one day, smiled and said, "I never got a chance to thank you for that wonderful evening with Fred and me. It did Fred a world of good for his ego and his fantasies. Did Fred ever get around to thanking you? He said he would." 
	John replied, "Yes. In fact, the next day, when I met Fred after lunch, we strolled off alone and talked about our ménage a trois. Needless to say, he was extremely contented and happy." 	"Did he mention another go at it?" asked Katherine. "He thought a more active threesome might be even better," she added. John didn't think it appropriate to relate all of Fred's remarks except to tell Katherine that Fred was ready to try an active threesome the next time.
	In fact, Fred invited John up to his apartment for a discussion on improving the party the next time around. They had a couple of drinks and, as Fred relaxed, he let his imagination roam in order to embellish their proposed lovemaking. 
	"I really got turned on, John, by your presence that day," Fred began. "In particular," he continued, "seeing you in the nude with a hard on really got me going. Seeing your hand gripping your hard cock, watching the head of your dick appear and disappear in the palm of your hand was an exotic novelty for me. At the end, when you shot your load at my dick, balls, and Katherine's hot cunt, I really turned on. It was the warmth of your cum hitting my balls and dick that set me off. I ended up having an orgasm unlike any I've ever had. It seemed to go on and on." 
	John nodded approvingly and added that his first experience with voyeurism was just as delicious. 
	"I'm finding out, Fred," he observed, toasting Fred with his drink, "that there are many facets to my sexuality, and, I suspect, to everyone's sexuality. You're finding that out, too." 	"Yes," added Fred. "And keeping an open mind about sexuality is healthy," he observed. 
	John felt that Fred was trying to reconcile his desires by this comment, perhaps still feeling a little uncomfortable by such openness. So he interrupted Fred's observation with another. "Indeed, Fred, everything I've read about sex, particularly from the viewpoint of aging, reinforces your view. Men and women who explore their sexuality without any moral or ethical encumbrances have healthy and happy sex lives. And age doesn't dampen it" he added, thinking of Charlie's active sexuality. 
	Fred smiled in agreement, feeling for the first time a comfort in discussing his sexuality. He also felt a slight twinge of lust in his dick and grabbed at his crotch, saying, "Damn it. Just talking about it sets me off." 
	John could see a slight bulge in Fred's crotch and quickly added, "See, you're finding out lots of things about your sexuality. Now you know that talking about it can get you excited." 
	Fred laughingly but nervously asked, "And you?" 
	John uncrossed his legs to reveal a slight bulge in his pants. In the same motion, he unzipped his fly and displayed a semi-erect dick to Fred, commenting, "Can you see this coming into Katherine's hot cunt as you lie on your back and lick her cunt, my dick moving in and out?" It was the exact fantasy he had at the time of Fred and Katherine's encounter. 
	"I'm glad you mentioned that because, at the time, I wanted desperately to do just that except that I didn't know how you'd react," Fred replied. 
	"Exactly my sentiments, too, Fred," John added. "I desperately wanted to stick my cock in her cunt as you sucked it." He showed Fred the underside of his now hard cock and said, "This is the side you'd be looking at when I would be fucking Katherine." 
	"May I?" Fred asked, kneeling between John's legs and letting his tongue lick the underside of John's cock. His tongue tasted John's cock and balls and, when he came up for air, said, "It's just as I've always dreamt it to be. Now we need the juices of Katherine's hot cunt to complete the fantasy." 
	Fred undid John's belt buckle in another motion and slide his pants and underwear from his legs. He untied his shoes and removed his socks as well. John, in the meantime, removed his own shirt and sat naked before Fred's face and exploring tongue. 	"This is new to me, John, and exciting. Lay back and let me explore while you enjoy." 
	John's cock pulsed with excitement. The veins stood out boldly as it arched upward toward Fred's accepting mouth and tongue. Fred took in this excitement with more exploration. Seeing the prostate fluids at the tip of John's cock, he took John entirely into his mouth. John felt his cock slide deep into Fred's throat, passing the glottis on its way down. 
	He took Fred's head into the palms of his hands and pressed it downward, feeling his foreskin retract tightly, exposing the fullness of the head of his dick. Fred delighted in this touch and responded with a moan that signaled approval. As he felt John's hard cock slide in and out of his throat, he let his tongue playfully massage the head of his cock, at the same time tasting the sweet tartness of the fluids emanating from the tip of his cock. The fluids became more and more pronounced, signaling an orgasm. Wanting to prolong John's ecstasy, Fred withdrew his mouth from John's cock and began to playfully suck and tongue John's testicles. His tongue would seek out the crevices between John's balls and groin and lick in one motion the testicle and the inside of the groin, allowing his tongue to glide as far as John's knee and then back. Once back at John's testicles, he would take one entire testicle into his mouth and massage it gently with a sucking motion of the tongue. His hands, too, worked in tandem with his mouth. While he sucked, his hands roamed gently, but firmly, over the gray hairs of John's stomach and chest. He lingered playfully at the nipples of John's breasts, massaging them into a firmness that sent shivers of delight to John's brain.  The sucking and tonguing went to John's feet, too. His insoles, the backs of his heels, the crevices of the toes and the toes themselves experienced Fred's loving, massaging tongue and lips. And he always returned to John's throbbing and hard cock. The sensations came quicker now. Fred sensed it in John's hip movement, meeting the thrust of his mouth. He sensed it in the intensity of John's moans that came in greater frequency. He now gave John's hard cock his undivided attention and, as he did, John exploded into Fred's mouth. It took Fred by surprise since he never tasted or felt the warmth of a male's cum and he paused momentarily to taste its salinity. It excited him and his head movement on John's cock accelerated until the sensation of the orgasm came to John in rapid-fire succession. His sphincter muscles contracted rapidly and expelled the orgasmic fluids with force in spurts that ricocheted off the back of Fred's throat. John literally screamed, a muted scream, nevertheless a scream. This delighted Fred to such a degree he shot in his pants. He experienced a wet dream in all its intensity, in full wakefulness, recalling the days of his youth when he woke to the wetness of his pajamas after a joyous and intense dream. His response, unlike John's was a joyous, loud, but garbled, "Ummmm! Ummmmmm! Ummmmm," since John's hard cock still throbbed in his mouth. 
	Minutes of silence passed, Fred's head resting in John's crotch. John ventured to ask, "Are you sure you've never done this before? I've never had such a delicious cocksuck in my entire life." 
	Fred responded, "And surprisingly, my instincts all through this session were as if I'd been doing it all of my life. I think it may have had something to do with mentally wishing someone to have done the same to me all through my life. Doing it to you helped me live through that fantasy. I even shot my load when you came. I've never had that happen even with a woman." 
	After some light conversation about life and the world, John got up to leave. "Fred, I had better get going to let you get some rest. I certainly will sleep well tonight after that orgasm." 
	Fred grinned and added, "I'll talk to you tomorrow after Katherine and I decide on an appropriate time for a real ménage a trois. She's going to be away for the weekend at her daughter's home in the country.

                         

