Bobbi also felt tears in her eyes as she watched Marlene roll off Peter’s chest and curl up on the carpet. Her face was hidden but it was quite obvious that she was sobbing. Jeff had a bewildered look on his face as he sat back onto his haunches, his eyes moving from one member of the group to the next, as if looking for an answer.
And, as if given a cue, the group began to separate. Alan smiled warmly at Bobbi as he sat back…letting his now flaccid cock slide gently from her wet pussy. Bobbi released a low sigh as she felt him leave her, then turned to kiss him softly, her eyes saying everything that needed to be said as her hand brushed his face lovingly. She turned to Jeff, shrugging her shoulders, then knelt beside Marlene. Bobbi whispered something into her ear and the two of them made their way up the stairs, Bobbi whispering consolingly the entire way.
Sandy and Peter were lost in their own giggling conversation as Alan stood and grabbed a towel from the couch. He wrapped it around his waist, suddenly feeling a bit uncomfortable, then turned to his best friend.
Jeff was still sitting back on his haunches, and was still looking confused. He looked up at Alan with a painfully vacant expression. “What…?” he croaked out, obviously still oblivious to what had just gone down. Alan could feel his pain and almost tried to explain it to him, but decided against it at the last moment. If Jeff hadn’t felt the electricity that had been flowing through the rest of them, to try to explain it to him would be fruitless. It was just one of those things…
He knelt beside his friend and put his hand on Jeff’s shoulder, squeezing his neck and attempting to comfort him. “Hey…don’t worry about it, buddy… Just one of those girl things you know? Hell…you try to figure things out and you’ll just make yourself crazy… Let it go, Jeff. Just let it go… Snot a deal…you know?” Jeff did his best to grin back, but his attempt failed miserably. He was very aware that something serious had just happened, but for the life of him, he had no idea what it was. Then, in true ‘Jeff’ fashion, he simply shrugged it off.
“I think I’ll have me a drink…” Jeff said, trying his best to sound jovial as he saw Sandy and Peter make their way to the stairs. “Care to join me?” Alan grinned and stood beside his friend.
“I’m bushed, buddy…” he said with a smile, “We should probably get some shut-eye.” He looked at his watch and shook his head. “Fuck…it’s almost four o’clock! We’re gonna be hurtin’ turkey’s in the morning!”
Jeff grinned and nodded back. “Yeah…well, I’ll probably crash on the couch. I’m thinking those stairs will kill me, bro!”
“Well, suit yourself, brother.”, Alan said with a chuckle. “But I’ll warn you…the back windows don’t have shades. And Mr. Sun comes stumbling through around five-thirty…” He paused on the stair landing and turned back to Jeff, seeing him standing a little unsteadily at the mini-bar as he poured some gin into a glass. “And trust me on this… that last one is the one that’ll kill you in the morning!” He shook his head as Jeff turned to him and grinned, raising his glass and taking a long pull from the galss.
Alan shook his head again and stumbled up the last flight. He paused at the first bedroom, seeing Peter and Marlene lying together on the bed in each other’s arms. They were whispering softly, but Alan leaned into the room anyway.
“G’nite guys…” he said with a smile. “You’re making breakfast Peter….right?” Peter looked at him as if he’d lost his mind and slowly raised his middle finger before dropping his head back onto the pillow.
Alan grinned and moved on down the hall, stopping when he reached the master bedroom…
The lights were dimmed to the level of shadow, but Alan could see Bobbi and Sandy lying on their backs under the sheet. He stepped inside quietly, and grinned as two faces rose up and smiled at him. Both girls crooked their index fingers, motioning him to come to their bed. Alan grinned and dropped the towel from his waist as the girls separated, making room for him to lie between them.
“Now, no funny business, ladies…” Alan chuckled as he climbed between them. From the exhausted looks on both of their faces, he didn’t figure there would be much of an argument and he was correct, for the most part. Sandy did reach down between his legs as he settled into the comfort of the bed, running her fingers over his cock and balls, but his tired groan told her that he simply had no energy left. He grinned, knowing that if he had the strength to call her bluff, she’d be the one backing off. But he did like her enthusiasm…
As the three of them cuddled into the bed, Alan began to explain Jeff’s absence. But the almost immediate deep breathing coming from both girls made him realize he was just talking to himself. He smiled and closed his eyes, soon joining the others in the Land of Nod…
Nearing the Epilog…
It was almost noon when Alan’s eyes fluttered open for the first time. He lay still, getting his bearings, and realizing that he was alone in the bed, before a smile crept over his face as he remembered the goings on of the previous night. As his memories slowly flooded into his conscious mind, he reached down between his legs, fully expecting to find that his cock had fallen off from overuse during the night. He sighed his relief as he discovered that his fear was unfounded and instead found only his mildly sore equipment still intact. His smile grew as a hangover induced horniness swept over him, and his cock began to grow under his massaging caress, getting harder as he recalled everything that had taken place.
Had it been a dream? Was it possible that he had actually come as many times as his memory was telling him? Was that even possible? His eyes remained closed as he began to stroke himself, and his smile grew as he realized that it was all true…Damn! The theater, the ride in the car…Sandy, Bobbi, Marlene…oooo, Marlene… Alan’s cock grew even harder as he remembered Marlene so willingly taking on three cocks at once. How incredibly tight, yet accepting her ass had been… How desperately eager Bobbi had been for him to come inside her tight pussy… how he had fulfilled that dream…Mmmmm….
He felt a moment of spirituality as the memory of the final ‘bonding’ rushed into his mind. How cosmically wonderful it had been and how ultimately disappointing it had been to them all to watch Jeff inadvertently separate himself from that branding of souls by pulling out of Marlene’s mouth and coming on her face.
His eyes opened as the unintentional seriousness of that act forcefully replaced his previous recollections. He felt the pressure in his cock subside as his thoughts were suddenly centered on that last situation. He understood Jeff’s inability to fully grasp the consequences and he totally understood his friend’s befuddlement. After all, Marlene had certainly demonstrated her love of cocks and semen. Jeff simply hadn’t felt the connection that everyone else had. It certainly wasn’t Jeff’s fault. The entire night had begun as one of total debauchery and lust. It was just that he hadn’t been able to feel or recognize that cosmic electricity that the others had.
Alan began to wonder just how Jeff was getting along this morning and his concern pushed away any
sexual excitement that had been building inside him. Most of it anyway. His ears tuned to his surroundings and soon he picked up the sounds of muffled laughter, along with the not so muffled sounds of dishes and pots being moved around downstairs. With a low groan of acceptance, he rose up and rolled out of the bed, pausing to catch his breath as his feet hit the floor. His head began to swim with a residual alcohol buzz until he steeled himself and stood up. He stumbled to the bathroom and turned on the shower as he brushed his teeth. The man looking back at him from the mirror was not really anyone he recognized and he grinned and shook his head, tossing the toothbrush aside and stumbling on wobbly legs into the shower…
As he washed himself off, Alan couldn’t get his mind off Jeff and the ‘incident’. He hurriedly scrubbed himself clean, then toweled himself off before throwing on a pair of cotton gym shorts he found in the closet. He felt that he really needed to talk to Jeff and explain what had gone awry so, quickly brushing his wet hair, he turned and stepped into the hallway, turning towards the front stairs.
As he passed the guest bedroom, Alan saw the door was open and he peered inside. His smile returned as he saw Peter and Marlene were still in bed, but obviously awake. Peter was lying back, his head propped up on two pillows. He grinned broadly as Alan peered into the room. His hand had been resting on the back on Marlene’s head as it moved up and down in his lap, but he raised it and waved to Alan.
“Morning, Alan…” he said cheerfully. “How’s the head this morning?” Alan grinned and leaned agains the door jamb, looking down at Marlene.
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