Flirtation drives a woman to fantasize.
"You like that, Jimmy? You like Ted's prick deep inside you?"
"And If I like, do you want Ted to do you again, all by himself, when we get to the house?"
"Yes. Yes. I mean if that's what you want."
Both Ted and I were breathing hard now, close to our climaxes. "Tell me when you are ready to blow, Ted" I yelled.
"Any time now," Ted yelled back. "Just let me know."
"Are you ready, Jimmy?" I whispered in his ear. "Are you ready for the most amazing feeling of your life."
"Yes, yes," Jimmy murmured through clenched teeth.
"Now!" I yelled, and Ted and I flooded Jimmy's insides with great spurts of semen, filling him until white fluid seeped out of his rectum and puddled on the floor.
He threw his head back and yelled, "Man, on man! I think you hit up into my stomach. Oh, God, I've never felt so filled before."
Jimmy had done well, and he seemed to love to fuck in general, so I decided there and then to give him a reward he'd never forget. I pulled my trousers back on and buttoned up my shirt.
"Here, I'll drive on home, Ted. Perhaps you can show Jimmy what your real talent is while we are driving-your incredible ability to reload and fire. Jimmy, you are free from making me happy for a while. Do whatever you want with Ted. Fight him off if you can or top him if you can. And scream your head off, if you like. Have fun."
I had barely gotten the car started, into gear, and back out onto the road when I heard Jimmy screaming in ecstasy in the backseat.
"Oh, God, yes. Deeper, deeper!" I looked back in the rear-view mirror and saw that Ted had gotten Jimmy spun around on his dick and Jimmy was laying back on the seat, facing forward, his legs reaching for the ceiling and Ted scrunched down on the balls of his feet between Jimmy's legs and humping him with deep forward thrusts. Jimmy was meeting him thrust for thrust with his hips, thrilled to be free to take initiatives now. Within minutes, I heard them exclaim in unison.
"God, I don't believe you could trigger again that fast," Jimmy was saying. "Now . . . Hey, wait, what are you doing?"
Ted had pulled Jimmy down to the floor on his knees, his chest buried in the seat, and Ted was behind him, his legs between Jimmy's, and he was pumping the young man again in long and forceful strokes. Ted had Jimmy's wrists in his hands and was holding them up and out. His face was buried in the side of Jimmy's neck, where he was sucking with all his might.
"Enough, enough," Jimmy was yelling. "No more. Oh, oh, oh, yes. Do that again. God, that's driving me crazy. How can you stay so long and so hard?" And then within minutes, "God, how can you go off again so fast? I have to rest. Let me rest."
Ted's idea of letting Jimmy rest was to lay him down along the seat and get below him, his strong arms woven around either thigh and meeting in a fist hold on Jimmy's stomach and inhaling Jimmy's cock into his mouth. Jimmy was arching his back and digging in his heels and rhythmically pumping Ted's mouth.
"Ahhhh," Jimmy was moaning. "Such a soft mouth. Oh, do that again. That tongue. You're driving me wild. I'm going to come. Oh, God, I warn you, I'm going to commmme!"
I moment of silence, and then Jimmy exclaiming again. "Not so soon. You can't possibly . . . ahhhh. I don't know if I can . . . Oh, yes, yes. Fuck me. Fuck me again. Harder, deeper."
The rear-view mirror showed that after sucking Jimmy off, Ted had snaked himself up Jimmy's prone body, slapping his broad chocolate chest on Jimmy's chest and his belly on Jimmy's belly, pinning the young man on his back on the seat. Ted had thrust his arms under Jimmy's arm pits and had his arms pinned so that they couldn't do more than stroke Ted's back. His still-hard dick was buried in Jimmy's ass and he was stroking him again in fast, strong thrusts. Jimmy was rubbing the backs of Ted's monster calves with the heels of his feet.
"Ah, that's good.