Hank blows it and the others follow

Sandy's eyes swiveled back at the sound. Hank was moaning louder and louder as Peter was the motor of the double fuck, sliding in and out past Jim's cock while Jim fisted Hank's shaft and stroked it faster and faster.

Hank's wife Veevee smiled broadly, watching her husband take both cocks inside him, his old reliable friend Jim Walker, and Jim's son Peter, new and enthusiastic about public sex and open bisexuality. At Veevee's elbow on the oversized beanbag chair, Sally Walker masturbated as she watched her men take on Hank. Veevee wrapped her arm companionably around Sally's shoulder. Longtime party friends along with their husbands, scenes like this were part of the memories they treasured together.

Sandy Wise stood at the men's feet, watching Jim and Peter's balls, extra tight and pink from the adjustable cock rings they wore. Peter's voice rose along with Hank's, and Jim started moaning from Peter's thrusting cock rubbing along the length of his shaft inside Hank's ass.

From Gary and Bernie's angle, they saw the length of the men's bodies and their facial expressions as they neared orgasm. All of them were flushed and sweaty. Hank seemed far away, moaning with pleasure at the intense sensations as he was double-fucked and jacked off. Jim lay below him, looking intent, holding it together, keeping up the rhythm of his hand-strokes on Hank's cock as Peter's thrusts rubbed against Jim's cock. Peter was pushing hard and fast, his eyes narrowed with effort as he fucked Hank's ass alongside Jim's cock.

Gary's nose twitched at the warm air, rich with the scents of sex and sweat, including a whiff of cunt from Sally Walker jilling off nearby. He started stroking his own cock, making little wet sounds from his foreskin moving over his cock head, already wet with pre-cum.

Bernie kissed his cheek and nuzzled Gary's neck, her dark curls brushing the side of his head. "Yes, I love seeing you touch yourself," she said. "Let's masturbate together more."

"Yeah," Gary whispered back to Bernie. "I want to see everything you do." His head snapped up. "Wow."

Hank bellowed, crying out with a loud, deep voice as he came. His cock head swelled and spat thick laces of white seed up Jim's body, splashing his chest up to Jim's collarbone. Peter cried out as Hank came. Hank's tightly squeezing ass pressed Peter's cock up against Jim's, firing off Peter's orgasm. Jim let go, and his own climax caught up with him, driven by Peter's cock rubbing the sensitive underside of his shaft below Jim's cock head. Jim's hips bucked, reflexively thrusting up into Hank as he came.

Veevee cheered. Sally closed her eyes and jilled herself faster until her shoulders tightened, her head dipped toward her chest, then stretched back as she caught her orgasm. With Sally holding her mouth tightly closed, her orgasmic sounds were little grunts and squeaks through her nose. Veevee heard rhythmic motion on the couch nearby and looked round to see Gary and Bernie sitting close together, Bernie cuddling up to Gary's side as he masturbated. Gary watched the three men intently, seeing them all orgasming together. Veevee pursed her lips, wondering. Gary was shy about sex. Would he be into that?

Before long, Hank asked Peter and Jim to withdraw. It was an awkward position at best, and after climax, muscles tighten and you don't want to hold an awkward posture. Hank and Jim lay side by side on the bed, while Sandy helped Peter up and walked him over to cuddle next to him on top of a towel on the other corner of Bernie and Gary's couch.

Veevee stared at her son's cock, the only erection in the room after the other three men had gotten off together. Gary stroked gently, not going for a climax. He seemed to be looking at Hank and Jim.

Sally turned her face round to Veevee's and kissed her on the lips. "Hot scene, sister," Sally said. "One for the memory banks."

Veevee chuckled and hugged Sally round the shoulders. "That's for sure," she said.

Hank excused himself to go shower off and clean up, and Jim rose to join him. Peter sat slumped next to Sandy. Sally stood up and came over to help Peter out of his cock ring and condom and do a little clean-up round her son's penis. Sandy hugged Peter and smiled at Sally as she took care of her son.

Veevee looked at Gary, who was still masturbating gently, and caught his eye. He stopped stroking but didn't take his hand off his erection. "What did you think of that, Gary?"