The feeling was quite amazing. Bobby could feel Jacqui's lips wrapped around the base of his cock, her tongue swirling around the shaft up and down, and arguably the most exihilarating was the feeling of his penis sliding up and down against Keith's hard cock. Jacqui was sucking on a collective 20 inches of cock the between the two of them, and Bobby felt an incredible power from the manliness that him and his best friend possesed.

As they were getting closer to cumming, Jacqui took them out of her mouth, laid them down on the floor of the room and started giving them handjobs. She began to alternate between them, so at any given time one was getting a blowjob while the other one was getting their cock stroked by her soft palm.

Suddenly, Bobby felt himself in tune with Keith's sensations as well as his own. While he was getting a handjob, he could still feel Jacqui's lips giving him pleasure -- but from Keith's cock. It was incredible because not only was he experiencing double the pleasure, but he was becoming one with his best friend as well. He turned his head to look at Keith, who looked back at him with a confused face: obviously unsettled but a little turned on by the fact that he was having the same experience.

Jacqui started stroking them both faster than he would have ever thought possible from a hand, but it did not hurt at all. He felt parallel sensations building deep within his body, and knew that both him and Keith were seconds away from cumming. He decided to stop both himself and Keith cumming and ride the edge for a while.

That decision, Bobby soon found out, had bigger consequences than he had thought. He felt his entire body being taken over by such an intense need to cum that his vision started to blur. He lost all sense of time and place, and was so overcome by the most intense sensation of his life that he was not even able to take the block off their orgasms. He was screaming and writhing around the floor and so was Keith. His vision went completely white and just he felt himself losing consciousness. The last thing he remembered was all the energy in his body -- from the tips of his fingers to his feet -- rushing towards his penis in an intense torrent.

Bobby came to, and looked around. It was clear that he was about five seconds ahead of Keith in regaining consciousness. Jacquie was sitting around 10 feet away and smiling, and he felt like he was swimming in a pool of sweat. Most surprisingly, he found that his legs were intertwined with Keith's, and their deflated (but still huge) cocks were actually pressed up against each other. He rolled off quickly and sat up, his motion waking up Keith who sat up as well.

The two boys were now sitting about 2-3 feet apart, completely naked, sweating, and staring at each other.

"I'm uhh.... I'm gonna go," breathed Keith quickly.
"Yeah, uhh, yeah I gotta..." replied Bobby.

Keith didn't wait for Bobby to think of a good excuse. They both understood. Dressing quickly, Keith left Bobby's room and exited the house, as Bobby just continued to sit there naked and think.

"Jacquie, I think... I think I might be in love with him," he said quietly.
She simply replied, "I know."

"Does he like me as well?"
"No, he likes girls, remember?" Replied Jacqui.

Bobby felt something inside him fall. He was sad and feeling really awkward now that he had just had that experience with Keith but nothing could happen.

"Well, what do I do now?"
"You," smiled Jacqui, "You can do whatever you want."



(Let this story be an open thread. I really encourage anyone to contribute to it and take it where they please. Just don't end it too fast!)