Well, Rei flashed her buns and I said yes

Bernie leaned close. "Well, when we were in the bathroom, Rei flashed her buns at me and asked if I liked what I was seeing, and I said yes. Then we had a little talk. So I don't know about you and Kevin, but me and Rei are on."

"Whoa," Gary said. "Guess I'd better..."

Kevin bopped Gary on the shoulder. "Rei told me. You got our numbers, set it up."

Gary looked at Bernie. "Where do you think...?"

"Our place!" Rei said. She looked at Bernie. "You want to come along now, if Gary's busy?"

"No, I'm free," Gary began. "So."

Kevin jumped in. "Excellent," he said. "You ride with me, Rei'll go with Bernie. I mean unless you need to go get something."

Bernie patted the fanny pack she had slung around front as a belly bag. "We're good," she said. "I always have a go bag."

"Right on," Rei said.

"I dunno, snacks or anything?" Gary said.

"We're good," Kevin said. "I mean you know, we've got the usual beach day stuff, since you took us to lunch instead." He smirked. "And you know what you're eating anyway." He tugged at a belt loop on the front of his jeans.

Bernie and Rei headed off into the rainy afternoon in the little silver compact that Gary and Bernie had bought from Bernie's sometime lesbian hookup friend Alison, leaving Gary to take the front passenger seat of Kevin and Rei's ride. When the doors were closed, Kevin opened the fly of his jeans and freed his erect penis.

"Huh?" Gary said.

Kevin said, "I always wanted to get sucked while I was driving, but Rei is just too short. We tried. Best she can do me for is a handy. But Trent can reach, he did it while we were parked waiting for Debbie, so I know you can. So be my guest. Or just look. I like that too."

Kevin's dick was nice looking. Pale, pink-tipped, and blue-veined, rising from a nest of coppery red hair. Slim like Peter Walker's, but average length rather than Peter and his dad Jim's long dicks. Gary was acquainted with Kevin's tool from Stuart's parties, usually in someone's mouth, whether Rei. Trent, Debbie, or Stuart, and sometimes in Gary's mouth, working on Kevin's second or third erection after another one or two suck-offs.

"Your dick is nice to look at," Gary said.

Kevin smiled and got rolling, taking the turns and traffic lights carefully on the rainy afternoon.

Gary smiled. "First time anyone's ever propositioned me for road head from the driver's seat."

"Dude, I know Sharon got off on road head," Kevin said. "I bet she asked you. Begged you. But she was so sloppy with me I just had to pull over. You, my man, I trust to actually pull it off." He chuckled. "Rei was really jazzed at Bernie hitting on her. She's been whining about not being a real lesbian, you heard her. I figure we give the girls a head start, they'll be at it hot and heavy collecting punches on their girl sex loyalty cards."

"Yeah, woman for woman is pretty sparse in Stuart's group," Gary said. "Stu said how proud he was of fixing up Trent and Debbie. Now he gets two playtoys who are less trouble than one because they take care of each other. Sharon show up much anymore?"

"Nah, Stu basically kicked her out of party nights for being a messy drunk," Kevin said. He absentmindedly played with his dick with his gearshifting hand. "Right around when you kinda faded, and she was mostly gone before Stu looped you back in to babysit his van. So I don't see her much. Anyway." He wiggled his erection toward Gary.