Vegas Vacation

Kevin has been your best friend ever since that fateful day in 5th grade, when you met in detention hall.

You attended the same college, helping each other out in class whenever possible. On the social front, neither one of you needed much help. Kevin was about 6'2", thin, blond hair, blue eyes, with a cut body from all the hours at the gym. You were 5'11", brown hair, brown eyes, and also with a muscular, well toned body. You both had faces that were described by the girls as less rugged than boyish.

You could also hold your own when you got a girl in the sack. While no one was about to sign you to a porn deal, your cock was well above average in length and girth, causing more than one girl to moan in pleasure. And though you weren't one to look intentionally, you had caught an occasional glimpse of Kevin's rather generous proportions in the gym shower.

You and he were the perfect players. Your technique for picking up girls was nearly flawless, and it was rare that each of you ended an evening out without a girl on your arm. On the unusual occasion that only one of you could find a girl, you were both very good at sharing. And when that happened, you both left the woman very satisfied by the end of the night.

When necessary, you were both willing to sacrifice for the other as well. In classic 'wing-man' formation, you had on more than one occasion kept some heifer busy while Kevin moved in on her best friend. You've even gone so far as to fuck the friend, if Kevin needed more time with the girl. But the sacrifice was always returned by Kevin when you needed to keep an ugly friend busy while you tapped some piece of hot ass.

The exploits tailed off around senior year of college, when Kevin met his bride-to-be. Tracy was her name, and she had a very 'all-American' look. 5'8", with shoulder length blond hair. Nice, firm 36C tits, a flat stomach, and a tight ass, she looked great in a skirt. Tracy, in fact, had been the head cheerleader in high school, and she still had that athletic physique. She had a fun personality, and from what Kevin told you, she was a wildcat in bed.

When Kevin and you were at the same business school, you met the love of your life, Katie. You first talked to her in a concession line at a concert, and by the final encore you and she had your tongues down each others' throats. Katie was 5'6", with dirty blond hair that was cut just above her shoulder. She had a small waist, and little 34B breasts with pencil eraser nipples that you could suck on all day. Katie had a nice round ass and a cute face that could easily pass as 5 years younger than she actually was.

After the marriages, you and Katie, and Kevin and Tracy bought homes less than 2 miles apart, and Kevin and you went to work for the same company. Throughout the years you and Kevin had maintained the closest of relationships, and more recently, Katie and Tracy had become really good friends as well. So it was no surprise that you all decided, this year, to take a week-long vacation together to Vegas.

You checked into adjoining rooms in one of the many large casino-hotels, and headed down to the casino. The four of you stuck together for a while, the girls watching while Kevin and you did your best not to lose too much at the blackjack table. After a less-than-successful couple of hours (due in part to the many drinks you and the girls were comped while at the table), the four of you headed to the buffet for a quick dinner.

The significant volume of that had been consumed had everyone feeling pretty good. After dinner, the girls headed off together to catch a show, while you and Kevin made your way back to the floor. You agreed to meet the girls back at the rooms later on in the night. After a couple more hours of play at the craps table, and 3 or 4 more free drinks later, you were up by $350, and Kevin by a little over $150. Determined not to let the girls know about your winnings, you both decide the prudent thing to do would be to cash in and blow the excess money at one of the many local strip joints. So after a recommendation from one of the dealers, you head out to an all-nude club by the name of 'Pussy Paradise,' just a few blocks away.