WARNING: THIS IS 99% M/M SLASH REFERENCES.

 

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“Holy Fuck, that’s hot!”

 

John looked at his girlfriend Tara with huge eyes. “What?”

 

“That’s fucking hot!” Tara said and licked her lips.

 

“Are you serious?” John asked.

 

“Yes, oh my god, yes,” Tara said and fanned herself with her hand. “Tell me about it.”

 

“Well, um,” John said and couldn’t help but laugh. “Ok, what do you want to know?”

 

“How was it?” Tara asked.

 

“It was, um, different,” John said.

 

“How different? Good different? Bad different?” she asked.

 

“Ok different, I guess,” John said.

 

“Oh, come on,” Tara groaned.

 

“It was all right,” John said.

 

“That’s all you’re going to give me?” Tara asked.

 

“What do you wanna know?” John asked.

 

“What did you do?” Tara asked.

 

“Um, everything,” John said.

 

“Did you go down?” Tara asked.

 

John arched a brow and looked at Tara’s smiling face. “Oh, you wanna know details.”

 

“Yes!” Tara squealed. “Details! Must have details!”

 

John laughed. “Ok, yes I went down.”

 

“What did it taste like?” she asked.

 

“Kind of salty,” John said.

 

“Did you swallow?” she asked.

 

“It didn’t go that far,” John said.

 

“Oh,” Tara said, almost disappointed. “Did you like it?”

 

John shrugged.

 

“Did you even know what you were doing?” Tara asked.

 

“No, honey, I’ve never ever had that done to me so I wouldn’t possibly know how to do it,” John said sarcastically.

 

“Just because you’ve had it done to you doesn’t mean you know how to do it,” Tara rebutted.

 

John rolled his eyes. “Ok, I’m done talking about this now.”

 

“No!” Tara squawked. “More!”

 

“You’re almost freakishly into this,” John said.

 

“It’s fucking hot!” Tara squealed.

 

“So you’ve said,” John mumbled.

 

“Ah, come on, baby,” Tara goaded.

 

John sighed. “Fine.”

 

“Ok, so who was bottom?” Tara asked.

 

John laughed. “I was, then he was.”

 

“So you did it more than once?” she asked.

 

“Yeah, just twice, though,” he said.

 

“How?” Tara asked.

 

John looked at her confused.

 

“I mean, seriously – how?” she asked. “Both of you have huge monster dicks!”

 

“A little rubbin, some lube,” he shrugged.

 

“Did it hurt?”

 

“At first, but I got relaxed and it got better.”

 

“Did ya kiss?”

 

“That woulda been kind of hard in the position we were in.”

 

“No, I mean, before, like, in the beginning.”

 

“Oh. Yeah, we did.”

 

“I’ll bet that was a fucking hot kiss, hell I know it was because both of you are amazing kissers.”

 

John shrugged.

 

“So, um, what did you like better? Top or bottom?”

 

“He liked bottom better.”

 

“I didn’t ask about him.”

 

John twisted his mouth. “I guess top.”

 

Tara smiled. “So is there any chance of a 3rd performance?”

 

“No,” John said. “I don’t think so.”

 

“Aw, come on,” Tara said. “I wanna just crawl in between you two just once.”

 

“What?” John asked.

 

Tara sandwich! I could be the bologna and you two can be the bread and you’ll both provide the mayonnaise.”

 

John laughed.

 

“Or, I could be the creamy middle and you two can be the chocolate cookies.”

 

John put his head in his hand and just kept laughing.

 

“Who wants to lick the cream first?”

 

John shook his head, unable to talk.

 

Tara smiled at him. “Well, baby?”

 

John arched his brows. “I don’t see it happening.”

 

Tara pouted. “Oh well. That’s one fantasy going unfulfilled.”

 

“It really doesn’t bother you?” John asked.

 

Tara shook her head. “No, not in the least.”

 

“Good, that’s surprising, but good,” John said.

 

“At least I know you’re both man enough to bend over and take it in the ass.”

 

John laughed. “That we are.”

 

“That would be so fucking hot I couldn’t stand it, though…crawling in between you two, you both touching me and each other…” she inhaled a deep breath and fanned herself with her hand again. “Watching you two do each other and then you both doing me…one in the back, one in the front…”

 

“Stop,” John said.

 

Tara was breathing heavily, licking her lips. “God, that’s fucking hot!”

 

“So you’ve said, over and over,” John said.

 

Tara looked at him with a smile and walked over to him. She kissed him and he put his arms around her, running his hands over her rear.

 

“Let’s go to bed,” she whispered.

 

“Telling you about me and Randy really got you turned on that much?” he asked.

 

She nodded. “Oh yeah, I’m so worked up right now. I need sex so fucking bad…”

 

“I thought it would disgust you and you’d never wanna see me again,” he said softly.

 

She shook her head. “No, no, baby. I love you. I could never just stop seeing you, no matter what.”

 

John gulped and looked down. “Thank God, because if I were to ever lose you…”

 

Shh,” Tara whispered, lifting his face up, and kissed him. “Don’t talk like that.”

 

“I knew you should know, I didn’t know how you were going to react,” John said.

 

“There’s nothing wrong with a little experimenting,” Tara said. “I actually think it’s cool that you did.”

 

“Have you ever?” he asked.

 

“No, but only because I can’t stand the smell of my own cunt, I couldn’t imagine being down there in someone else’s,” she said and cringed.

 

John laughed. “It’s not that bad. It’s not bad at all. I love being down there on you.”

 

Tara smiled and kissed him again. “Then come get down there.”

 

“Ok, ok,” John said with a grin and got up. He picked her up and carried her to bed, where they stayed for the rest of the day and night.