On the way to his lover's I snuggled against Lenny as he drove. Absent-mindedly, I rubbed my hand over his cock, refusing to let him put it back inside his pants. I had no idea in which direction we were heading, and didn't care.
Then, after a long period of silence, something made me ask, "What's your lover like?"
"You really want to know?"
"Yes. I like to check out my competition in advance," I said. "Does he have a big dick?"
"Enormous," Lenny laughed.
"Is he your age?"
"No, he's about fifteen years older than I am."
"Do you live with him?"
"No, I have an apartment near the campus that comes with my football scholarship. He stays with me a lot, though, whenever he can get away from home."
"Home?"
"Yes, he's married. His being gay is a secret. He's afraid to come out and tell the world the truth. We've been arguing a lot about it lately. I wanted both of us to come out of the closet."
"But your pro football career…" I blurted. "What would happen to that if you told everybody you were gay before you graduated from college?"
"Well, I suppose I'd go low in the draft or might even have to sign on as a free agent," Lenny acknowledged. "For sure it would wreck getting much of a bonus. But I think they'd finally wind up respecting me for being honest, especially after they saw how I can run through tacklers. But why talk about it now? Since I met you it's a dead issue. As a hetero I'll probably go in the first or second round."
I shivered, thinking of the sheer power that rippled through his athletic body as I imagined him running down the field for a long gain. In addition, I was enthralled by the equal power of his openness and honesty. Leo had been right – this kid was exceptionally sensitive and intelligent. I couldn't believe I was lucky enough to have found, this luscious combination of body and mind.
"Did you ever think anything like this could happen to you?" I asked.
"Never," he admitted. "But I've got to be as honest about this as I was trying to be about being gay. You've got to be true to whatever turns you on or you're nothing in this world."
"Amen," I swooned, captivated by his depth.
"Well, here we are," he said, pulling the car to a stop.
"But we're at the university," I said in surprise as I sat up and I looked out the window. "Why are we stopping here?"
"He's a teacher and he has a late class tonight," Lenny said. "That's why I wasn't with him tonight. I got horny being alone and went out cruising and…"
"Turned straight."
"Right on," he said as a big grin spread across his handsome face. "And just to be sure it's no fluke, why don't you give me a quicky blow-job before we get out of the car. After I come maybe I won't be so nervous."
I chuckled at his boyishness and lost no time in filling his request. Down on him in an instant, I covered his cock with my mouth, sucking it to make it hard.
I could hear him gritting his teeth as I blew him with pistoning fury. Jacking him off with my lips, I made his cock jump inside my mouth, swelling to ultimate hardness.
"Oh, God, suck me… suck me…" he moaned. "Make me come in your mouth."
My fingers were clutching at his balls, feeling them chum against my fingers. Cum was brewing at an astonishing rate inside them, just waiting to be unleashed down my throat.
"Oh, God, I'm coming!" he screamed with joy. "I'm really coming!"
Sperm filled my mouth, cascading down my throat. Incredibly, the onslaught of his cum was even greater than it had been before. I guessed you really had to be in shape to be an All-American.
When his cock had finally shriveled, I licked it dean so he could stuff it back into his pants without sticking to his shorts. I knew he was ready to make his stand now, squirming in his seat as I licked off the remaining drops of cum.
"Okay, let's go see him," Lenny said, pushing his meat into his fly. "There's no paint in stalling. The sooner we have this out of the way, the sooner we'll be back at my apartment in the sack."
"I'm with you!" I gushed enthusiastically.
Then, all of a sudden, he looked at me with a kind of funny expression.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Don't you have anybody you want to tell about us?" be asked. "What about your husband?"
"That jerk," I snorted. "I'll send him a postcard."
"Isn't that kind of cruel?"
"I wish I felt the sense of responsibility and commitment that you do, Lenny, but you're relating to your lover," I explained. "I just have to think about my husband. And, believe me, there's a world of difference."
"Okay, whatever you say," he said, opening the car door. "Let's go get this over with."
I followed him out the door and we started to walk across the campus hand in hand. Familiar with the grounds from having been there with Leo occasionally, I recognized the group of buildings on the hill we were heading toward as the Cooperman Complex. Leo taught in one of those buildings it seemed to me.
However, before I could stop to think about the irony of it all, Lenny stopped me in my tracks with a stunning remark. "It just occurred to me," he said, "you've changed my life and I don't even know your name."
My name! I had never exchanged names with anybody I'd hitched with. Now I had broken my rule about knowing the identity of one of my partners, but my identity was still a mystery. Except for Firebomb, who was a horse, after all, my many lovers had just been nothing more than cocks as far as I was concerned. Now Lenny was calling on me to get truly involved with his soul as well as his magnificent body.
Something inside of me didn't want to give up the luxury of my anonymity. But, on the other hand, how could expect Lenny to trust me when I wouldn't even tell him who I was?
"You do have a name, don't you?" he laughed nervously in the face of my obvious apprehension. "Amanda," I blurted, trembling as tough I had just plunged myself into a vat of ice-cold water. There, I had done it!
"You're just as frightened as I am," he said compassionately, putting his arms around me.
"Yes," I admitted.
"I know this sounds dumb," he said, "but I'm kind of happy to hear that."
"Why?" I asked, puzzled.
"I thought maybe because you're older than me that maybe… well… you know… you might think it was stupid I was so nervous. But you are too."
Bolstered by our common emotion, hand in hand we walked briskly toward the Cooperman Complex, buoying up each other's confidence. Anybody who had seen us would have been sure we were a typical campus couple, coming from studying late at the library on the eve of mid-terms.
In the complex lobby we stopped while Lenny stooped over and got a drink of water. I fidgeted while I waited itching to get this over with.
What kind of man was Lenny's lover? I imagined a soft, chubby, weak-chinned man, incongruously outfitted with the big dick Lenny had mentioned, trying to bide from the world that he was a queen while his secret was written all over him.
The confrontation would be pitiful, I was sure. However, hurting somebody's feelings was the lesser evil to failing to be true to oneself. Lenny was just a kid with his whole life in front of him. For him to tie up the rest of his life in being gay when he now lusted for cunt would be an abomination. His lover would survive. He'd find another cock to suck on the sly. Leo had told me plenty about what students would do for a passing grade.
"Which wing is your, uh, friend in?" I asked.
"Philosophy."
Automatically I turned ninety degrees and started toward the appropriate, corridor, pulling Lenny with me.
"Are you a student here?" he said with surprise. "A teacher?"
"What do you mean?"
"You know the way."
Of course I did. Leo was a Professor of Medieval Philosophy.
"Oh… well… I, uh, audited a course here once," I lied.
He nodded his head, accepting my fib, and led me down the hall. I wondered if coincidence was so rampant that Leo would be actually working late tonight instead of shacking up with his coed. When we passed his office – 302 – I would take a quick look under the door and see if his light was on.
The further we walked down the hall the more excited I got. My heart was in my throat, my pulse throbbing wildly. The irony of what was happening was like a physical stimulus, making beads of sweat pop out on my forehead.
In the 200's I had to stop to catch my breath.
"Is there anything wrong?" Lenny asked as I pulled him to a halt. "Scared?"
I nodded my head. Then I changed my mind and shook it. "No, not scared," I said. "More like excited. More like when you open his door something incredible is going to happen. I can't explain it, I just feel that way."
"Well, I'm just plain scared," Lenny admitted. "This isn't going to be easy. There's no telling what he'll do."
"What could he do?"
"Keep me from graduating by flunking me in his class."
"But he couldn't do that," I said. "After all, you're an All-American football player. The school wouldn't let you be treated so unfairly. You've probably made thousands of dollars for them with the football team."
"That's just the point," he said ruefully.
"I don't understand…"
"Football season is over," he said despondently, "and my eligibility is used up. I'm not worth a plugged nickel to the school now."
I didn't know what to do, seeing the new love of my life so miserable. "You could make it up if he failed you," I tried to reassure him. "Anyway, you don't need a degree to play pro ball."
"That's just it," he said.
"What?"
"I don't want to just play pro ball. I want to teach mentally retarded children in the off season and I need a degree to get a job. If I don't have it I might as well be a high school dropout."
Again it struck me how accurate Leo had been in his assessment of this kid – Lenny was unbelievably sensitive and deep. Where ordinarily I might have been impatient with his indecision, under the circumstances I found it charming. It just made me all that much surer that I was madly in love with him.
I tried to think of something to settle Lenny down. Then, like a glowing lightbulb, an idea popped into my head.
"Didn't you say this guy pretends to be straight?" I asked.
"Yes," Lenny answered. "He even has a wife."
"Great," I exulted.
Lenny couldn't understand my enthusiasm, shaking his head sadly like he was sure his last ally had gone crazy.
"Don't you see," I said, "you've got him over a barrel. If he gives you any trouble we'll threaten to tell the Dean. Well threaten to tell his wife."
He scratched his head, thinking over what I'd said.
"What do you think?" I asked anxiously.
"Maybe it'll work," he said pensively. "After all, he's told me a lot of times that his wife's a real bitch. He said we could shack up permanently, except that if he left her, his wife would take him to the cleaners. Wipe him out financially, and probably tell the Dean he's gay. Like I say, she's supposed to be a real first class bitch."
"Well what are we waiting for? Let's go see the man, Tiger. Where's his office?"
"It's in the 300's," Lenny said, leading me by the hand down the hall.
The coincidence of this was mind-boggling. Not only was Lenny's lover in the same building as Leo, his office was also in the 300's. I wondered if they knew each other. Wondering if Leo had guessed the guy was gay, I tried to remember any faculty members whom Leo had mentioned might be queer.
While I was still thinking, Lenny stopped walking. Deep in thought, I ran in to him, bouncing against his muscles.
"Here we are," he said, a tremor in his voice.
Shit, I thought. I'd forgotten to check out the light under Leo's door.
Then I looked up and saw 302 right in front of me. The light was on underneath. Leo was in there.
God, was the power of coincidence so great that we were going to confront Lenny's homosexual lover in the office next door to my husband? What if we made too much noise and Leo listened through the wall? I wanted him to find out I was leaving him in a little classier fashion than that.
"Which one is he in," I asked, "300 or 304? I don't see a light under either door."
"302," Lenny said and opened the door.
The next thing I knew I was looking straight into Leo's face!
I had been right in assuming he had been having an affair with a student. Where I had been wrong was in assuming it was a girl. My husband was a closet queen!
"What are you doing here?" Leo gasped. Which one of us was he talking about? Before I could think of anything to say, Lenny blurted, "Leo, I'm leaving you."
The way Leo's face suddenly dropped and he turned pale I realized which one of us was more important to him. His reaction to Lenny's announcement was as though I didn't exist, let alone standing just halfway across a room from him.
Tears welled in Leo's eyes, magnified into flood proportions by the thick lenses of his glasses. He turned away from us and walked toward his desk.
"Are you all right, Leo?" Lenny asked nervously.
"Yes… yes…" Leo gulped, shakingly opening the desk drawer. "I've got something for you to remember me by."
When he emerged from behind the desk I saw that he had a letter opener in his hand and wondered what he was going to do with it.
Then I noticed he'd done something else while he was behind the desk. His fly was wide open.
Before either Lenny or I could act, Leo had whipped his cock out of his pants and was holding the dagger-like letter opener to it. His prick was hardening by the second, growing in a long, stiff column.
"Take this with you!" Leo cried, pressing the blade against his prick. "I've got no use for it anymore if you're leaving me!"
Unbelievably, he started sawing against the root of his pulsing shaft, trying to cut off his dick in his anguish. By now his cock was completely erect, standing out farther than I'd ever seen it in our five years of married life.
I looked to Lenny to stop Leo. But he was stunned, staring goggle-eyed at Leo's self-defilement. If anybody was going to do anything it would have to be me.
I'd had my belly full of Leo over the years, but not enough to want to see him cut his dick off. It was too much of a physical marvel to do that. As I looked at it's near-foot of twitching hardness I realized fully just how attractive a cock it really was.
"Please, please," I cried impulsively, "don't do it, Leo! You'll regret it."
"Why shouldn't I?" he scoffed bitterly. "I have nothing to fuck anymore. What good is having a cock when the person you love doesn't want it? It's just a cruel joke."
"But you do… you do have something to fuck," I insisted, having no idea what I was going to say or do next.
"What?" he said sarcastically.
When I felt my tongue slide over my lips I knew the answer. "My mouth!" I exclaimed.
Releasing Lenny's hand, I moved quickly toward Leo, dropping to my knees and throwing my arms around his waist before he could get away. I took a close look at the cock from which I had been estranged for so long, and then sighing at the irony of it all, put my lips against its throbbing head.
Within seconds his prick was six inches in my mouth and I was struggling for more. I knew I was on the right track when I heard the letter opener clatter to the floor.
"Do you know her?" I could hear Lenny ask as I filled my mouth and throat with the final inches of Leo's cock.
"She's my wife," Leo sheepishly admitted.
"I thought you said she was a battle-axe," Lenny protested.
"So I lied a little," Leo shrugged, his breath coming faster and faster as I sucked his cock. "Anyway, there's nothing I can do about it now, she's got me prisoner."
"Well, she's my girl now," Lenny said defiantly. "I'm leaving you for her. And she's leaving you for me."
"Then you'll have to get us unstuck," Leo said, whimsically starting to enjoy himself with his prick sliding tightly in and out of my mouth.
"You think you can disrupt our plans, don't you?" Lenny accused Leo. "You think that you can keep Amanda and me just because you've got a big dick. Well, I don't give a shit about your big dick anymore, you old fairy. From now on, all I want is cunt. Your wife's cunt! And if you don't believe me, I'll prove it right now."
The next thing I knew Leo was hunched over my back, manhandling my body in his strong hands. Grabbing me around the hips, he pulled my torso back so I was on all fours, my ass sticking up in back while I continued to suck Leo's cock.
When Lenny unsnapped my jeans and pulled them down round my legs, I knew what was going to happen next. I heard his zipper screech open and suddenly the warm hardness of his dick was pressing against the smooth skin of my ass, searching for the opening of my pussy.
Pulling my thighs as far apart as I could, I parted my cheeks enough to give him a perfect shot at my cunt. It was dripping wet.
Lenny's cock slid in me like a dream, being sucked in by the vacuum of my pussy. Angrily he rammed into me, trying to get even with Leo and me for betraying him by fucking me as hard as he could.
It was the perfect punishment. His prick penetrated fully and thickly at once, driving to the hilt in my spasming cunt. My belly felt like it was full of it.
At the same time, Leo's enormous tool was buried to his balls in my mouth. His cock-head plugged my wind-pipe, gagging me with its bigness.
It had been so long since I'd tasted Leo's cock that it was like a whole new experience for me. His dick was fantastic. How could I have stayed off it for so long?
Meanwhile, Lenny fucked me so deeply that I was sure I was going to hemorrhage, my internal organs ripped to pieces by his pounding penetration.
I was in seventh heaven, both ends of me filled to the hilt with two stiff cocks. I realized that the aftermath was going to present a dilemma, but I was determined to enjoy the fun while it lasted.
Reaching up, I grabbed Leo's balls, squeezing them like I hadn't done in so long I couldn't remember. Then, recalling a little trick Leo had enjoyed when we were dating, I ran my finger under his scrotum and tickled his rectal hairs along the path to his asshole.
I pressed my finger inside his asshole remembering how Leo used to like it when I put my finger in his ass and pulled it out just as he came. And from the throbbing pulse of his prostate beating against the bottom of his rectum, that phenomenon was just about to occur.
Leo's cock lurched an extra fraction of an inch down my throat and exploded. Sperm suddenly poured into my stomach. Leo couldn't stop bucking his hips, wringing his wet prick in my clutching mouth.
Excess cum backed up and filled my mouth and breathing passages. Soon it was dribbling from the corners of my lips and oozing from my nose.
The gurgling of spurting cum filling my mouth was so loud that Lenny would have had to have been deaf not to figure out that Leo had ejaculated and I was swallowing his sperm. Spurred on by jealousy, Lenny fucked me with total fury. Throwing the energy of his perfectly conditioned body into his loins, he sent his dick into me from the rear like a pile driver.
My cunt felt like it was being driven out of my body as Lenny's cock found the astonishingly extra thrust to fuck me deeper and deeper. It wasn't my imagination that it felt like he was trying to kill me in his rage, brutally fucking me to death.
Things were tearing and snapping inside of me from the bruising onslaught, but I wasn't concerned. I had confidence that nature would take its course before Lenny could go as far as he wanted to.
When I felt his balls tighten against my pussy lips and his dick jump in my cunt, I knew I was right. His revenge was suddenly sabotaged by the unleashing of an enormous torrent of cum. He lost control over his dick as it ejaculated creamy bursts of sperm up my snatch, betraying him by coming.
Excess cum gurgled from the sides of my pussy, pouring down the insides of my thighs. Lenny couldn't stop coming, as though the sperm cascading from his prick was some sort of purge, drawing his anger from him.
My cunt filled with my lover's cum, and my mouth with my husband's, reality started to rear its ugly head, the fucking almost ended. Leo was already softening between my lips, and Lenny would soon be finished. How would I face both of them when the last drop of semen had been spurted and their dicks were too limp for my body to distract?
Which one would I choose? Leo… Lenny… their names shrieked in my mind.
I tried to imagine life with each of them. What would the future hold for Leo and me after all the years of bad vibes? Could we put it together again?
And Lenny. He was just a kid, several years younger than I. After a few months of living together would he treat me as a lover… or as a substitute mother?
Leo… Lenny. The names started to pall in my mind. Just thinking of them made my stomach queasy. I loved their dicks in my mouth and cunt, but when it came to dealing with them as personalities, suddenly I wanted out.
I yearned for anonymity, the stripping away of pretenses that came with hitchhiking for sex. Was I a fool for believing I could ever be happy with one man? The same man.
Or even, if I could talk Leo and Lenny into it, the same two men.
Fuck it, I decided, they could have each other. Spitting out Leo's now flaccid cock, I jumped up, feeling Lenny's prick slide simultaneously out of my cunt. They both looked goggle-eyed at me, their tongues hanging out long and red like their exhausted dicks as I pulled up my jeans and walked toward the door.
I ran into the hall, sprinting down the corridor toward the lobby. By the time they got their wits about them and their pricks back into their pants and started chasing me, I was almost out of the building.
I dashed across the campus, running toward the street. Looking behind me I could see my pursuers over a hundred yards behind. Leo was pooping out, but Lenny was gaining on me. I had to do something quickly or I was sure I would wind up with them deciding my life for me while I still yearned to be free.
Then, as I careened around a building, the street spread before my eyes like an oasis. Looking behind me one last time at Lenny, I stepped off the sidewalk and plunged into traffic.
Dodging cars, I made my way toward the stoplight looking for a stopped vehicle I could get into for my escape. Frantically, I searched the faces of the drivers, looking for someone I could trust. Somebody who didn't want to know anything about me except that I was available.
Then I saw him. An old man in a pickup. It smelled like he was hauling manure. When I got inside his battered truck he couldn't believe his eyes.
But I could believe the lump in his pants when I grabbed his wrist and placed his hand on my steaming crotch. My cunt was so hot it made his fingers jump, even through my jeans.
"Uh, where you headed, ma'am?" the old man asked uncertainly, his dentures wobbling in his drooling mouth.
"Straight to your cock."
He tried to say something, but the horns behind us drowned him out. The light had turned green.
I reached over and unzipped his fly and started tugging for his prick. When I got it out and licked it, his foot jumped uncontrollably from the clutch and we shot forward into the intersection. Before we could stall, I slid my foot over and mashed it against the accelerator as I started sucking his cock.
While we sped down the road I glanced in the rear view mirror and saw Lenny and Leo weaving futilely after us in traffic, growing smaller all the time as we drove away. That was the last I saw of either of them as I looked away from the mirror and got down to the business of sucking the old man's cock, certain of my freedom.