Ashley waited for me outside her door. She gave me another kiss before saying to Kristen, “ready?”
“Mhm,” Kristen said cheerfully. The two girls walked upstairs while Jordan and I went over to the lounge area of the basement. The plan was to just drink and play videogames for a bit. I was a little concerned about getting blue-balled, but I don’t think I got quite enough action to have anything to worry about. If we had messed around any longer then I likely would’ve needed to relieve myself, though.
I went and grabbed some beer from the fridge. Jordan retrieved a bottle of whiskey from his backpack. We sat on the couch and booted up Smash (i.e., Super Smash Bros). He and I cracked open a couple of beers and started playing. I think I was on my second drink by the time my phone buzzed. I looked at it — a text from Madison.
The text read, “Is that the guy we sent stuff to the other day?”
I quickly typed out a response and sent it, “Yep, that’s him. His girlfriend was here earlier, but she and Ashley both went to work.”
Jordan and I played a little longer. We had both killed three or four beers a piece by this point, or at least I knew I had drank three so far. I wasn’t really keeping track of Jordan’s intake, but we were both starting to get a good buzz going.
I looked at my phone again and saw that Madison had texted me a few minutes prior. “And they have an open relationship or whatever?”
“Yeah, I wouldn’t have sent them stuff otherwise.” I replied. I could’ve supported this further by telling Madison about how Kristen had stroked my cock a bit earlier (and that Ashley had jerked off Jordan for a bit), but I felt that to be unnecessary. Instead, I sent another text saying, “We’re just drinking and playing Smash if you wanna come hang.”
“Are you guys drunk?” she sent back almost immediately.
“A little,” I replied. We weren’t really drunk, but we were getting to that point pretty quickly.
Jordan and I kept playing for a few more minutes. We were just finishing a match when Madison came out from around the corner. She was wearing booty shorts (i.e., daisy dukes, very short-cut jean shorts, etc.) and a tank top that didn’t leave much to the imagination. She was blushing a bit, though I could tell she was trying to come off as confident.
“Hey Madison,” I grinned. Jordan looked very surprised to see her.
“Is that…?” he whispered to me. I nodded subtly. Jordan grinned.
“Hey Brian,” Madison smiled. She looked at Jordan. “Jordan, right?”
“That’s me,” Jordan said.
“You want a beer?” I asked Madison, gesturing to the unopened cans we had sitting out.
“Yes, please,” she said quickly. I chuckled. Liquid courage. I really don’t know why Madison was so nervous; Jordan was just about the most easy-going guy I knew. But I guess Madison didn’t know him well at this point.
“We could also take a shot together?” I offered. “I mean, you can still have the beer either way. But we have liquor if y’all wanna take a shot.”
Jordan shrugged. “I’m down.”
Madison nodded.
I grabbed Jordan’s bottle of whiskey and poured what I estimated to be one shot’s worth of alcohol into each of three red solo cups. I handed Jordan and Madison a cup and then retrieved mine.
“Well?” I said, raising my cup.
The others raised their cups and then took their shots. Madison made a face. Jordan and I handled ours fine. We were already drunk enough that the taste didn’t bother us.
“Wash it down with some beer,” Jordan chuckled as Madison shook her head back and forth.
“Blegh,” she said. She cracked her beer can open and took a swig.
“So Madison, have you ever played Smash before?” Jordan asked.
“Not really,” Madison said. “I’ve overheard Brian talking about it before, though.”
Madison watched Jordan and I play for a bit, sipping on her beer. Once our match ended, Madison asked if we’d like to do another shot.
“I’m down,” Jordan said.
“Same,” I said. I poured another round of shots in the same cups from before. We tapped our cups together and took our shots. This one definitely went down easier for everyone.
“Woo, alright,” Madison said, shaking her head. “I think I’m good for now.”
“Same,” Jordan chuckled. “At least, I don’t need another shot for a little bit.”
“Agreed,” I chuckled.
“So Madison, I gotta say,” Jordan started. “I really enjoyed the show from you and Brian the other day.”
“I was wondering how long it’d take before you brought that up,” I laughed.
Madison giggled and blushed. “Well, I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
“I’m surprised you’re so good at giving head — like blowjobs — even though you’re dating a girl,” Jordan grinned. The man certainly had a way with words.
“What can I say?” Madison shrugged. “I take pride in my skills. And besides, I don’t only date girls.”
“Apparently not,” Jordan smirked.
“She’s quite talented,” I said. “Madison definitely knows what she’s doing.”
Madison shrugged. “I’ve had a lot of practice lately.” She gave me a wink.
“Goddamn, Brian,” Jordan said. “You are one lucky dude.”
I laughed. “That I am.”
“Y’know,” Madison said. “It might be… helpful if I had more than one guy to practice on.”
“Oh?” Jordan said.
I laughed again. “I think the alcohol is getting to you, Madison.”
“Maybe,” she grinned. “But I’m just saying! I don’t want my skills to be too… specified.”
“Specified?” I asked.
“I think she means that if she only sucks your dick, then she’ll just be good at sucking your dick and not, like, any other dick,” Jordan said.
“Yeah, that’s what I meant,” Madison laughed.
“Well,” I said. “We just so happen to have another guy here who likes blowjobs.”
Jordan laughed. “I’m game,” he said.
“Yeah,” I said. “You could practice on us for a bit if you want. Show off your skills. After all, it’s not every day you have two dicks available to play with, in your own basement no less!”
Madison nodded. She took another big swig from her beer and put her hair back in a ponytail.
“Oh shit,” Jordan said, shooting me a look. I returned his look with a shrug and a grin.
Madison got down on her knees in front of us. “Who’s first?”
“Jordan,” I said. “Show him what you got.”
Madison nodded. She shifted over so that she was kneeling directly in front of Jordan, who spread his legs, allowing Madison to move forward so that she was in between them.
Jordan lifted his butt up off the couch enough to get his pants down to his knees. He shifted around to pull his boxer briefs down next, revealing his semi-hard cock. His balls had been shaved fairly recently and were pretty smooth. Good timing.
Madison grinned. She’d obviously only been playing with my cock lately; it had been quite a while since she’d had another to play around with.
“Why don’t you take your shirt off?” I suggested.
Madison blushed and nodded. She reached down and pulled her shirt up and over her head, revealing to us that she wasn’t wearing a bra! Her gorgeous tits came into view, with her pretty, pink nipples standing at attention, clearly erect.
“Holy fuck,” Jordan gasped. He definitely wasn’t expected to see her tits.
She smiled at him sweetly. Madison leaned forward and placed her hands on Jordan’s thighs. Slowly, she traced her hands up towards his growing erection.