The foursome

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"So are we meeting your friends here?" you asked your date.

"Yeah" the petite brunette said. She looked at you and smiled, her gorgeous blue eyes on you. "They'll be around in a bit." Her name was Irina and this was your third with her. By now you'd figured out that you'd probably want to keep seeing her and go steady with her.

Even though she was skinnier than the women you usually dated, she was a lot of fun to be with and just downright gorgeous. You'd even met her dad, who still spoke heavily-accented English and was hard to follow at times, but you'd liked him and apparently he'd liked you. Today, you'd opted to go on a double date. The originally Bulgarian beauty looked at you and peered into your eyes.

"What's going on in there?" she asked.

"Just lost in thought" you said. The brunette gave you a searching look.

"Yeah? What was on your mind?" she asked. Lucky for you, her friends walked up to the two of you before you had to answer. Irina hugged them both, first the young woman, then the guy.

"John, this is Layla and her date, Shea" Irina told you.

"Hey" you said, smiling politely at the two. "How are you?" Both of them replied that they were just fine. You introduced yourself and before long you went inside of the restaurant Irina had booked at. After getting seated you got to talking with Layla and Shea. Layla was a fairly tall young lady, thin and waifish, with something ethereal about her. Shea wasn't exactly a manly man, and the more you talked to him the more you wondered about why Layla had agreed to go on a date with him. He didn't exactly seem straight. Not that you cared one whit, you were just curious. Lucky for you, that curiosity was answered a while into the double date.

"So is this payment for the bet?" Irina asked.

"What bet?" you asked.

"Well, me and Shea had a bet" Layla explained. "If he won, I'd have to go on a date with him. If I won, he'd have to go with me to that Fisher exposition. I still want to go there, though. Guess he won't come with me."

"You poor thing" Irina said with a grin.

"Layla or me?" Shea asked.

"Well, mostly you" your date said, "because you aren't into girls."

"Wait, then why did you want to go on a date with Layla?" you asked Shea.

"I just wanted to be able to say I went on a date with a girl so that my family would stop badgering me about it" he replied, shrugging. "Even though I'm gay." So there it was.

"Besides" Layla added. "It's an excuse to do something fun together."

"That's true" Shea agreed. He looked at you. "Me and Layla have been friends since kindergarten."

"Even back then he was more into dolls than trucks" she said, grinning.

"Can you make me look any more stereotypically gay to this hunk?" Shea asked his friend. You snorted and the other guy blushed when he realised what he'd said. "Sorry" he said, looking away with a blush.

"Excuse me, but that's my hunk" Irina told Shea.

"Oh, am I?" you asked. "When were you planning on informing me?"

"Shut up" the brunette said, laughing.

"So you're still on the market, huh?" Layla asked you.

"Apparently not" you told her. "Maybe not? I have no idea. You'd have to check with her" you said, pointing at Irina.

"Why is this on me?" she asked.

"Because you apparently are the one in charge here, not me" you said. Irina made a face then laughed.

"Well, in that case, you and I are now boyfriend and girlfriend" she said.

"Huh" you said.

"At least you don't have to figure out who's the top and who's the bottom, like I usually do" Shea joked,

"Oh, please" Layla interjected. "You are the bottomest of all bottoms. Not even a power bottom."

"Well, I'm still going to be the bottom" Irina said. "Though I do like being on top every once in a while."

"We aren't that drunk yet, are we?" Layla asked.

"Not a drop" you said. "Come to think of it, what's keeping our drinks?"

"Oh, here he comes" Irina said. Sure enough, the waiter came with your drinks as well as an apology. He took your food orders and again you waited. Now at least furnished with a drink, you got to talking to your date and the others.

"So, are we a couple now?" you asked Irina.

"Sure" she said with a grin.

"Good" you said, leaning in to kiss her. You got a taste of her fruity cocktail on her lips as you did so. At first the petite brunette was surprised but before long she kissed back, her tongue lashing out to toy with yours.

"Woah" Layla said.

"Yeah" Shea agreed. As you pulled away Irina was blushing and smiling.

"Guess that solves that" you told her.

"Yep" she agreed before taking another sip of her cocktail. Liking the taste, you went in for another kiss.

"Oh come on, this is just too much" Layla said.

"Why? Do you want some yourself?" Shea teased his friend.

"Do you?" she replied.

"Well...l" he said, trailing off.

"Oh my God" Irina said with a laugh. "He does." You studied the younger gay guy and smirked. It was flattering to know he wanted to kiss you too, if a little weird. Right now, though, it was apparently Irina's job and hers alone. She grinned at you and squeezed your hand. "I'm not sharing you yet, though."

"Yet?" you asked.

"Oh my God" Layla said, laughing. "So you're saying you'd be open to having a threesome?"

"Hey, I've not had sex with him yet" she said. "Though get me nice and drunk.." she continued, trailing off with a wink in your direction. This was enough to turn you on, as if making out with Irina hadn't started doing so yet, and as you talked more, you got hard in your pants. Somewhere during the conversation Irina noticed your bulge and grinned. She leaned in and whispered in your ear: "Is that for me?" she wanted to know.

"Well, I'm a little worried you're too petite for it" you teased.

"I look forward to finding out" she replied.

"What are you gossiping about?" Layla asked.

"Nothing" Irina said with a big, innocent smile.

"I'm sure" the blonde said, sceptically looking at her friend then at you.

"It's nothing" you assured the blonde.

"Suuure" Shea added his two cents with a grin. He, too, had his doubts about what you'd talked about. Before he could pry, though, your food arrived. Okay, so the restaurant was at least fast in bringing you your dinner. Now that you had food and drinks as well as company, the evening passed pretty quickly.

After an hour and a half the food was gone and you all were pretty buzzed. After paying for dinner the four of you went outside and hailed a cab. Layla decided to keep the date going so she told the cabbie to take you to her apartment. It was a pretty big place for someone living alone. When you said so she smiled.

"I do some modelling" she told you.

"Good stuff, too" Shea added. When you laughed at this he looked indignant. "What? I know what looks good. Part of the territory, you know" he told you.

"I don't mean anything by it" you said, laughing still. "It's just pretty funny."

"I guess it kind of is" he replied. When Layla and Irina started giggling he was unable to keep a straight face and started laughing too. Before long you got to her apartment and went inside after Layla let you inside. In the hallway you were immediately greeted by a large picture of the blonde.

"Uh" you said, surprised. "I can't tell if this is art or if you're full of yourself."

"A little bit of both" Irina said with a melodic laugh, pushing you through the hallway with a groan. "What are they feeding you?" she asked.

"Protein" you told her. "Lots of it."

"Are you sure it's not also growth hormones?" Irina said, grunting some more.

"Not as far as I'm aware" you said, laughing and deciding to go rigid completely.

"Some help here?" Irina asked her friends. Laughing, the two others joined her, pushing you inside of the living room of Layla's apartment. Once inside they got you to the couch where they counted down together, of course on the instigation of Irina, then pushed you down on it. Laughing, you let them do it, leaning back on the comfy couch.

"I'll get something to drink" Shea said, "Who wants something?" When you'd told him, he went into the kitchen while Irina and Layla joined you on the couch.

"I have to tell you something" Irina told her friend.

"What's that?" the blonde asked rather predictably.

"My brand-spanking new boyfriend has a massive dick" she whispered, loud enough for you to hear.

"Uh..." Layla stammered, her ivory cheeks flushing a bright red.

"I am" you volunteered.

"Are we drunk enough for this?" Layla wanted to know.

"I know I am" Irina said. "Plus I'm sure that John won't mind showing off his cock to two gorgeous women."

"What about Shea?" you asked.

"What about me?" the other guy asked.

"I don't think he'll mind" Irina told Layla. "Will you, Shea?"

"Mind what?" he said, confused. He put the drinks down on the table in front of the couch and sat down across from you, puzzled.

"Seeing a big dick" the brunette told her friend.

"John's?" Shea asked, looking at you.

"Oh yeah" Irina said. "How about it, huh? Let's give that big dick some air."

"Oh, alright" you said, acting as if it was no big deal. You reached down to undo your belt then got a hand as both Layla and Irina pulled your pants down. With the attention of two hot young women you were bulging in your shorts, something that wasn't lost on the three others in the room.

"Holy fuck" Layla said. "That can't be real."

"Oh my God" Shea said, staring. "That.."

"...is huge" Irina added, awestruck. When she reached out to take your cock out she looked up at you. Giving her the go ahead with a nod, you smiled at her. Biting her lip, Irina continued with getting your member out in the open. By the time her small hand had managed you were at full mast and three mouths had opened in disbelief at the size of it.

"Holy fucking shit" Shea said. "That has to be the single biggest cock I've ever seen." He pouted. "Guess I won't get to play with it, huh?"

"What makes you say that?" Layla asked even as she put her hand on your cock, grinning when she failed to touch her thumb to her forefinger.

"Well, he's obviously not into guys" Shea told his friend. "I mean...right?" he asked, looking at you.

"Oh come on, John" Irina said. "He looks pretty effeminate. Plus a mouth on your cock is a mouth on your cock. Doesn't matter if it's a guy's mouth or a girl's mouth."

"Plus I'm told he sucks a pretty mean dick" Layla chimed in with a grin. "His ex told me."

"Please?" Shea asked. "I'll do anything."

"I'll consider it" you told him. "As long as all of you take a turn."

"Deal" Irina said. "Let's just all get comfy, huh?" she asked, taking her blouse off. Her tits were small, little As, that didn't even need a bra. Her nipples, though, were rock hard and looked oh so suckable. Reaching out, you gently squeezed her breast and tweaked one of her nipples.

"Eager, are you?" Layla asked.

"Well, she is my girlfriend now" you said. "Or so I've been told." Between your legs, Shea laughed.

"For tonight, we all are" he said, looking at your cock up close and marvelling at the size of it. As it throbbed under the scrutiny of three sets of eyes, you knew you were in for a wild, wild night.