Adult Stories

Murphy Margot received the phone call from Glen, his step-father, a drunken, angry and sobbing phone call. Numbly he heard that his mother had been killed at work.

His mother and step-father moved from Bender, Louisiana to Glen's hometown in Wyoming, just when Murphy was starting college at the University of Louisiana at DeGarde. But Glen was calling from Jackson, Mississippi.

"So, uh, what you want to do?" Glen asked and hiccoughed.

"Do? About what?" Murphy asked.

"I mean, shit, they wanting thirty thousand bury her here and..." Glen said.

"Send her here," Murphy said.

It was a simple service, one that Glen didn't even bother showing up for.

Then, a few weeks later, Murphy received a thick envelope from Wycobia Insurance. He understood a little bit of the legalese, understood that since it had been ruled accidental, a forklift operator had backed into some shelving units that had fallen on his mother, the insurance was paying double benefits.

Five hundred thousand dollars.

The small house that Murphy lived in had been a gift from his first lover, Ethan Mollenkay, a middle aged Polish man. Murphy rented out two bedrooms to fellow college students, two hundred and fifty dollars each; he supplied utilities; they had to supply their own food.

After meeting with Heidi Moek, after setting up various Certificates of Deposit and T-Bills and channeling the interest from these into his checking account, Murphy quit his job at Super One Foods grocery store.

The one thing that Murphy had forgotten about was his job helped fill the loneliness he felt.

Murphy had tried to establish connections with his peers. He'd gone on a date with a very cute African-American girl from his Sociology 105 class, a 'Jazz Picnic on the Grass' outside of the St. Elizabeth Public Library. He had let Ledawn Jones pick the function; she claimed to love jazz.

What Ledawn loved doing was pretending she knew anything about jazz. But when Murphy asked her thoughts on Joe Pass, or Wes Montgomery, or Charles Mingus, she stared at him blankly.

He'd enjoyed the music; he'd enjoyed the lunch, even though he did think thirty dollars for two sandwiches, two bags of chips, two fruit cups and two bottles of water to be a bit steep.

But Ledawn had seen some friends of hers and spent most of her time talking (quite loudly, to the annoyance of the musicians and the others in attendance) and ignoring Murphy.

She'd been genuinely surprised and less than pleased when Murphy did not ask for a second date.

He'd met Greg Bentley on-line. Greg claimed to be a straight acting, straight looking bisexual male. His photograph in his profile did look nice.

But when Murphy met Greg at Chuck for a few burgers, Murphy had been quite turned off by the eighteen year old's very feminine mannerisms and speech.

So Murphy did not venture out much.

"Could always take a few extra hours," Cherry, the red headed girl he rented a room to suggested.

"Or, there's those non-credit classes," Troy, the other student he rented a room to suggested. "You know? Not worth anything, but they're fun. I took guitar there two semesters ago; learned 'Stairway to Heaven' you know?"

"Oh, yeah!" Cherry enthused. "Friend of mine took Italian cooking. Still can't cook for shit, but so what?"

So Murphy looked at the non-credit classes. He clicked and submitted an application and within thirty minutes had a confirmation that he was enrolled to take 'Massage Therapy.'

"Ooh, I'll let you practice on me," Cherry said, thrusting out her thirty six Double D breasts, smiling flirtatiously at Murphy.

"And me," Troy agreed, nibbling on a microwave pizza.

Chinese cooking was also fun, and even though it wasn't in the rental agreement, Murphy took to preparing at least two meals a week for his tenants.

His massage instructor, a heavy-set woman in her late sixties complimented Murphy often.

"Honey, you really are a natural at this," she said. "You even remember all the muscle groups."

Through her, Murphy bought a portable massage table, as well as several essential oils.

"Remember, you can practice on me," Cherry said as Murphy familiarized himself on how to set up and break down the table.

"Okay, hop on," Murphy agreed as he stood in his bedroom, locking the wheels down.

"How you want me?" Cherry asked.

"We'll start on your shoulders, so face down," Murphy said, adjusting the headrest.

"No, no, I mean, you want me naked or..." Cherry asked.

"Whatever's most comfortable for you," Murphy agreed.

With a little smirk, Cherry dropped tee shirt, shorts, bra and panties to the floor and lay down on the table.

Cherry was a slut. The twenty two year old woman had fucked every male in her Kimble, Louisiana trailer park by the time she was nineteen years old, including her two brothers and her step-father and her two step-brothers.

She was both surprised and elated when she'd been accepted at the University of Louisiana at DeGarde. Moreover, her scholarship also provided some living expenses; that was how Cherry could afford to rent the room from Murphy.

Cherry was also surprised, and elated to find out she did not have to fuck every man that said 'hi' to her. She still liked sex, but liked knowing she had a choice even more.

Murphy felt a stirring in his jeans as he looked at her nicely rounded buttocks. This surprised him; he'd thought of himself as gay, after Ethan had seduced him and after his miserable experience with Ledawn.

Murphy covered Cherry's lower extremities with a towel, and moved her long red hair out of the way.

"You've really got a beautiful back, you know that?" he said, admiring the smooth skin and well-defined muscles.

"Really? All most guys ever look at are the tits," Cherry said.

"They're nice too," Murphy admitted and she smiled at him.

Within moments, though, all flirtations were forgotten as Cherry melted under Murphy's hands. When he pulled the towel up to expose her legs, she groaned in disappointment, wanting more of his touches to her shoulders and spine.

Then he started on her feet and she forgot her disappointment.

Murphy kept peering between her legs, under the blanket, at her thicket of carrot orange hair and the light pink lips that peeked out. The lips looked moist, slightly opened.

His jeans were now very snug, almost painful as his erection was trapped.

"Missed my butt," Cherry said when Murphy finished with her legs and asked her to roll over.

He then flipped the towel up and worked on her magnificent buttocks. He felt pained as he watched her light brown anus open and wink as he stretched and pressed her buttocks.

"Now, roll over," he said, stopping himself from jamming a finger into her little orifice.

He held the towel up then laid it over her, covering her from nipple to mid-thigh.

It was Cherry who pushed the towel to just under her large breasts. She smiled up at him as he stood at her head and he smirked.

"And let's see how you like..." he said and dipped his finger into the diluted peppermint oil.

"Ooh, God, that's..." Cherry squeaked when he ran the finger around her light brown nipples.

Then he returned to being professional, rubbing her triceps and biceps

"And there you go; you've got such pretty feet, you know that?" Murphy finally said.

"What? Not going to do the pussy?" Cherry asked and pulled the bottom of the towel up.

"Uh, believe it or not, we haven't covered that," Murphy said, staring at her lightly furred crotch.

"Oh, well, then, I'll show you how..." Cherry smiled and spread her legs.

Murphy followed Cherry's instructions and very quickly brought her to orgasm with his hand.

"And let me..." Cherry said and unzipped Murphy's straining jeans.

Within seconds of her wrapping her lips around his cock head, Murphy was blasting a white hot stream of semen into Cherry's mouth.

Troy came home thirty minutes after Cherry had dressed and left Murphy's bedroom.

"Hey, fixing go to work," Cherry said at the doorway of Troy's room.

"Oh, okay, need a lift?" Troy asked; Cherry's car didn't always act right.

"No, no, Monique's picking me up," Cherry said. "But you got to let Murphy give you a massage; dude, he's the best."

Murphy smiled at her as she walked back to her bedroom. A moment later she came out, dressed in her Casa Ole uniform.

"So, you give happy endings?" Troy joked as he approached Murphy's bedroom.

"Only if you give them too," Murphy said.

"Oh, so just a massage, then," Troy said and Murphy smiled.

Troy was an attractive young man of twenty years old; with slightly long brown hair, a little scruffy facial hair, and warm brown eyes. Murphy had masturbated more than once as he fantasized about sucking Troy's cock, or taking Troy's cock up his ass.

"So, how you want me?" Troy asked.

"Just like I told Cherry; whatever you're comfortable with," Murphy said as he lay out a towel. "She went completely nude, but you don't have to if you don't want to. Boxers is fine."

Troy stripped out of his tee shirt and shorts, hesitated a minute, then peeled down his black briefs.

Murphy's light blonde eyebrows shot up at the sight of Troy's cock and balls. Flaccid, Troy's cock was a nice fat five inches long and his balls hung down, two large orbs.

"Right, hop up," Murphy said, slapping the table, hoping his erection wasn't too obvious.

He lay the towel down over Troy's buttocks and legs and began working on Troy's shoulders. The young man was well muscled, and lightly tanned. Murphy tried to concentrate on giving a massage, rather than loving strokes of the wonderful flesh.

His cock throbbed in his jeans and he now regretted his earlier decision to go commando.

"Man, I really like how you do that; nice and strong, then nice and light," Troy complimented and Murphy realized he was giving Troy loving strokes rather than a proper massage.

He moved down to Troy's legs, staring hard at the young man's heavy balls and semi-erect cock. When he'd reached Troy's feet and was rubbing them, lifting them up to work on the arches, Troy's cock gave a few jerks and Murphy bit back his groan of lust.

"Okay, roll over," Murphy said, lifting the towel.

"What, not going to do my butt?" Troy complained.

Murphy edged the towel up onto Troy's lower back and rubbed and stretched and pressed Troy's beautiful, tight backside

Then Murphy had Troy roll over. He laid the towel over Troy's lower belly to his knees.

Troy's erection was very evident and a red faced Murphy pretended not to notice as he worked on Troy's arms and chest. He worked down to Troy's abdomen, resisting the urge to reach under the towel and play with Troy's light mat of pubic hair, resisted the urge to grab that gorgeous cock, resisted the urge to sink his mouth over it and swallow Troy down to the root.

"So, if I was a customer, how much would you charge for a hand job?" Troy groaned when Murphy declared the massage was over.

"Twenty five, fifty for a blow job," Murphy said.

Then he turned and presented his backside to Troy.

"And a hundred for up the ass," he said.

"Give me my shorts," Troy said and Murphy's hands actually shook as he reached down and picked up Troy's shorts.

Troy found his wallet and pulled out three tens and a twenty.

Murphy pocketed the money, removed the towel and gave Troy his very best.

He gripped the base of Troy's eight and a half inches in his left hand while his right hand cupped Troy's beautiful balls. He licked all around Toy's fat head, and then slid his mouth over the head, fat tongue lapping the whole time. As his head dipped lower and lower, his left hand stroked the shaft and his right hand kneaded the heavy balls.

When his lips met his hand, Murphy pulled his hand away from Troy's fat shaft and he continued to pull Troy into his mouth.

Troy had been with three women, his high school sweetheart, a drunken night with his cousin, and a prostitute.

Stella, his high school sweetheart had sucked his cock, then screamed, outraged when he'd come in her mouth. She never again put her mouth anywhere near his cock and tried to use sex as behavior modification. Stella had actually been surprised when Troy dumped her right after high school graduation.

The night with his cousin, Troy wasn't sure if it had really happened. He and Dana had always enjoyed a very flirtatious relationship. After that night, though, she barely spoke to him, barely acknowledged Troy's presence.

The prostitute had been a no-nonsense, business transaction. She rolled a condom on Troy's cock, lie on the dingy mattress and spread her legs.

The feelings that Murphy's mouth was sending through Troy's cock; the young man was amazed he'd not blasted his come into Murphy's hot mouth already.

Now that his left hand was free, Murphy unzipped his jeans and began stroking his own cock.

"Fuck, oh fuck that's good," Troy moaned appreciatively

Murphy pinched down on the base of his cock; he didn't want to come too soon. Troy watched Murphy stroking his own cock, and then stop. So, Troy reached out and gripped Murphy's cock. Troy touched another man's cock for the first time in his life.

"Mmph!" Murphy complained around Troy's cock as he spurted his semen onto Troy's belly.

Troy watched the semen jet out of Murphy's cock, stared at the sticky fluid that splattered onto his belly. Then he watched Murphy's oral skills on his cock.

Troy managed to hold out for nearly five minutes before filling Murphy's mouth with a large amount of semen. It had been a few days since he'd masturbated, so Murphy got a full load.

Murphy kept sucking until Troy's cock was completely limp, and then he used the towel to wipe his own semen from Troy's belly.

"Thank you, Business doing pleasure with you," Murphy joked then walked into his private bathroom and gave his cock a few hard pulls before spurting more of his own semen into the palm of his hand.

When he came out, Troy was gone from his bedroom. A moment later, he heard the microwave oven going and figured Troy was cooking another one of his microwave pizzas.

Then Troy locked himself into his bedroom and did not come out until the next morning.

The next two nights were taken up by his massage class and his Chinese cooking class.

"Dude, got paid today," Troy said when Murphy came home from his Biology lab class.

"Oh, okay; rent's not due for another week, but all right," Murphy said.

"No, I uh," Troy blushed and pulled out a fifty dollar bill.

"Oh, okay," Murphy said. "Let me get the table set up."

Troy quickly stripped while Murphy covered the table with a small flannel sheet. His cock was already hard and throbbing.

"Well, you'll never be able to lie on your stomach with that thing sticking up like that," Murphy said, knelt down and sucked Troy's cock down his throat.

Troy grunted in surprise when Murphy worked a spittle wetted finger into his tight anus and blasted a hot stream into Murphy's mouth.

Then he lay down. Murphy did not bother with the towel, just gave Troy a good massage.

When he reached Troy's buttocks, he did press, rub, and stretch Troy's buttocks. Then he again insinuated a finger into Troy's anus and rotated the finger a few times.

Then he made Troy roll over.

Troy's cock bobbed and jerked impatiently, but Murphy gave him a full massage before he sucked Troy's cock a second time.

Then he stroked his own cock into the palm of his hand and ate his semen while Troy shakily got dressed.

An hour later, Cherry came in and 'complained' of a sore shoulder.

Murphy smiled and nodded with his head toward his bedroom. He got out fresh towels and shut the door as Cherry stripped out of her work uniform of short skirt, thong panties and snug blouse and bra.

"What? You can leave that open; Troy's seen me a hundred times," Cherry smirked as she climbed on to the table.

"Whatever," Murphy shrugged and opened the door.

Troy did stand in the doorway and watched.

He and Murphy shared a smile when Murphy worked on Cherry's pale buttocks, then wormed a thumb into her anus and a finger into her dripping pussy.

"Oh, oh shit, oh God that's good," Cherry grunted in orgasm, hunching her hips against Murphy's finger and thumb.

"You need to give me some of whatever that oil was that you put on my nipples," Cherry demanded as she rolled over onto her back. "My nips stayed hard all night; should have seen the tips I got!"

"Let me know and I'll put it on for you before you leave," Murphy said and worked Cherry's upper arms.

Troy's shorts were tented tremendously as he watched Murphy play with Cherry's pussy. He groaned as she bent over to collect her clothing and she smirked over her shoulder, and then left the room.

"Dude, I don't have another fifty, but..." Troy hissed as he closed the bedroom door.

Murphy was about to offer an IOU to his tenant.

"But how about I suck you too?" Troy bargained.

"Yeah, that'll work," Murphy agreed and slid his jeans down.

He lay down on his bed and Troy slid shorts and briefs down and they got into a sixty nine, lying side by side.

Murphy could tell that this was the first cock Troy had ever sucked and fought hard against blowing his load the moment Troy's teeth grazed his cock head.

But when Troy gurgled and choked slightly, Murphy couldn't hold back and ejaculated into Troy's mouth.

Milliseconds later, Troy spurted heavily and Murphy swallowed his semen.

Troy's face flushed red as he pulled up his underwear and shorts, then left Murphy's room.

Over the next week, both tenants paid their rent. Murphy wrote the amounts on their receipts—Cherry needed hers for her scholarship program, while Troy's mother helped him pay his rent.

"And by the way, tonight's the last class," Murphy commented casually.

"What? The massage class?" Troy asked as he slipped the receipt into his pocket.

"Yeah," Murphy replied.

"You ought to see about any advanced courses they offer," Cherry said. "Swear my back and shoulders have never felt this good since I started growing tits."

Then both tenants left and Murphy locked up the house and left for his class.

The nine students demonstrated their techniques on one another; two of the three men were paired with each other. Murphy was paired with a slightly obese middle aged woman, but he soldiered on, imagining it was Cherry's sexy body he was massaging, instead of this lump of blubber.

"Damn, he's good," the woman tittered to the instructor. "Makes me wish my girlfriend had taken this class."

"Well, we're offering it again in October," the instructor laughed.

The woman then massaged Murphy, but Murphy could tell that the woman's heart wasn't into it. He gave her a three out of five stars and honestly thought he was being generous.

"My roommate asked me to ask if you offer advanced courses," Murphy said as he was packing up his oils.

"I'll bet he did, the plump middle aged partner said, less than pleased with her 3 out of 5 stars score.

"Uh, she," Murphy corrected and smirked at the woman's surprise.

"Actually, I don't, but the woman I got my certification does and those will be starting in June," the instructor offered.

The house was quiet when he returned home and Murphy took a shower to get the oil off of his skin. Part of the reason he'd given the woman a three instead of a four was she'd used far too much oil for her massage.

Then he masturbated to thoughts of spearing Cherry's tight little anus and then toweled himself dry.

In the morning, he told Cherry and Troy that he'd signed up for the certification courses in June.

"Well, you can practice on me all you want," Cherry said, thrusting out her chest.

Since she was wearing just a tee shirt that she slept in, the maneuver showed her hard nipples.

"Me too," Troy said after a moment's hesitation.

Cherry had the late shift that night and Troy avoided Murphy until Cherry had been gone for almost an hour.

"My uh, my mom gave me the rent money," Troy said as Murphy studied for an upcoming exam in Biology.

"That's good," Murphy agreed, not looking up from his text book.

"So, uh, a hundred? You said it's a hundred fuck you up the ass?" Troy asked.

Murphy swiveled in his desk chair and looked at the hotly blushing Troy, and the tent in Troy's shorts.

"Free if you suck my cock first," Murphy offered, getting to his feet and entering his bathroom. "Let me just get ready."

He filled an old enema bag with warm water and squirted a little hand soap in. Then he swished the bag around, screwed the hose on, and then hung the bag from a hook.

After he cleaned himself out, Murphy pulled his jeans up; leaving them unzipped and entered his bedroom.

Troy laid on the bed, nude, cock hard. Murphy could see a puddle of semen on Troy's chest and belly and smirked; Troy had obviously been pretty excited.

He stood at the foot of the bed and pulled his jeans down, freeing his hard cock.

Troy eagerly scrambled to the foot of the bed and sat, legs spread wide around Murphy's legs. He sucked Murphy's cock into his mouth but wasn't able to pull more than half of Murphy's seven inches into his mouth before his gag reflex kicked in.

"Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh here it comes," Murphy groaned and Troy started to jack Murphy's cock.

Then Murphy lightly pushed Troy away when the young man's sucking became painful and walked to the nightstand.

"Here, let's get you ready," Murphy said, pulling out a jar of lubricant.

Troy grunted and spewed a second load of semen when Murphy's hand touched his cock. He did not lose his erection as Murphy applied a generous amount of the desensitizing balm then scooped up some more, worked his jeans down to his knees and jammed the two fingers into his rectum.

Then, jeans still bunched around his knees, Murphy got onto the bed and knelt down, shoulders pressed to the mattress. He reached back and pulled his pudgy buttocks wide.

"Fuck me, fuck me good and hard," Murphy ordered and shivered happily as the mattress sagged down behind him.

"Holy fucking shit, that is so fucking hot," Cherry cried out from the door as she watched Troy jam his fat cock into Murphy's plump bottom.

"Awk!" Troy cried out.

"No, no, God, no, don't fucking stop," Cherry protested as she rubbed her pussy furiously.

Troy's cock, which had started to wilt, recovered quickly and he pushed himself into Murphy.

"Oh, oh yeah, oh," Murphy groaned as he felt Troy's pubic hair rub against his stretched, raw anus.

"Aw fuck, I just got to..." Cherry insisted as she climbed onto the bed.

She stuck her head under Murphy's belly and took his cock into her mouth.

Troy grunted as he felt Murphy's anus clamp down around his cock. He could feel Murphy shake as he pumped his semen into Cherry's sucking mouth.

"Fuck yeah," Cherry grunted as her own orgasm came on strong.

Troy began to pull out, and then he squealed in surprise as he felt Cherry's hot breath on his anus.

"Oh fuck," Troy said as Cherry licked and sucked at his anus, her small hand cupping his heavy balls.

Then he felt her jam two fingers into his anus and he spent again, pumped his semen into Murphy's back door.

"Now, both of y'all, get out; I really need to study for this exam," Murphy lightly ordered as he pulled his jeans up.

Troy went into his bedroom, slammed and locked his door and stayed in his room for the rest of the evening.

Cherry poured a hot bubble bath, got out her two favorite dildos, and masturbated in a soapy bath.

"Hey, why're you home early anyway?" Murphy asked through the door of the bathroom.

"Water pipe broke down the street," Cherry called back. "No water, no food."

Troy avoided Murphy and Cherry as much as possible over the weekend. Monday night, after Murphy had fixed them hot and sour soup and some plum dumplings, Troy looked up at Murphy.

"We uh, dude, I fuck you again?" he asked and looked away.

"My first boyfriend," Murphy started.

"Dude, who said anything about boyfriend shit?" Troy asked, angry.

"Taught me how to suck cock and at first, I was so embarrassed," Murphy said. "I mean, only faggots suck cock, right? And then he fucked me and damn I loved every minute of his big fat cock pounding my hole and I went home and actually cried."

Troy looked at the table top and felt a few tears of his own in his eyes.

"But I came back a couple of days later and we fucked some more," Murphy went on.

"It's just that..." Troy stammered, unable to look up.

"It's just that sex feels good, fucking feels good," Murphy said. "We're not boyfriends, we're not gay, and we just like fucking. Right?"

"Right," Troy agreed.

"So, let's eat, then we can fuck, all right?" Murphy said.

Murphy again gave himself an enema, and then slowly forced his cock into Troy's mouth. He smirked; Troy might be worried about homosexuality, but his cock throbbed and oozed his excitement as he swallowed Murphy's cock.

Then, after he pumped his semen into Troy's mouth, Murphy bent and took Troy's cock into his mouth. Within seconds, he was swallowing Troy's excitement.

Then he greased up Troy's cock and forced Troy onto his back. Troy grunted as Murphy squatted over his erection and sat down.

"Uh!" Troy groaned as Murphy steadily sat down, pulling Troy's cock into his rectum.

Then, when Troy was firmly imbedded in Murphy's ass, Murphy rose again.

"See?" Murphy groaned. Sex feels good, dude."

"Fuck yeah," Troy agreed and stroked Murphy's erection.

He cupped Murphy's ass with his other hand and again Murphy smirked. He didn't know a whole lot of straight guys that would cup and squeeze and fondle another man's ass, or give loving strokes to their hard cocks.

He grunted as she felt Troy's cock swell slightly, and then felt Troy's semen spurt into his bowels

Troy pumped upward as his semen jetted into Murphy and then he lay, gasping and groaning underneath murphy.

Murphy wiggled forward and presented his hard cock to Troy's mouth. Troy opened his mouth and let Murphy fuck his face for a few strokes. Murphy stiffened and spurted his own load into Troy's mouth.

"Semester ends next week," Murphy said as they both caught their breath.

"Yeah," Troy agreed.

"So, you staying? I mean, you registered for the summer semester or what?" Murphy asked then pulled on a clean pair of briefs.

"No, kind of figured I'd try to get as many hours as possible at the car wash; Penny said she can bump me up to thirty two, maybe even forty," Troy admitted.

He got dressed and smiled, then gave a little shrug.

"I mean, my Momma ain't going pay my rent I'm not in school, but dude, like this place, you know? You don't get all freaked out I bust up a doob in my room and..."

He grabbed his crotch.

"The sex feels good," he admitted.

"Yeah it does," Murphy agreed and sat at his desk to study.

Cherry had enrolled for the summer semester so she to as staying.

"Two fifty a month and all the free massages I want?" she laughed.

"With happy endings," Troy agreed.

"Uh, weren't supposed to know about that," Cherry laughed.

A careless driver at the car wash backed into Troy, severely bruising Troy's left hip. So, for his first week of summer vacation, Troy was paid to sit at home with ice on his bruised hip.

"Let me take a look at it," Murphy asked and set up the massage table in the living room.

"Yeah," Cherry said brown eyes alive with excitement.

Troy wiggled out of his shorts and tee shirt and lay on his right side.

This hurt?" Murphy asked, raising Troy's left leg up.

"Right... There," Troy grunted when Murphy had him at a thirty degree angle.

Murphy put Troy's leg back down and began to lightly rub the hip.

"Not... Too... Hard," Troy cautioned

"Looks like it's getting pretty hard," Cherry commented as Troy's cock began to swell as Murphy rubbed Troy's buttock.

Murphy ignored Cherry and bent Troy's leg at the knee and brought it out

"How about..." Murphy said and again brought Troy's leg up.

"Oh, hurts right... There..." Troy said and Murphy nodded with satisfaction; Troy's range of movement was improving.

"God damn, Murphy," Cherry said. "You let him fuck you? With that?"

Murphy looked and saw that Troy's cock was almost fully engorged.

"Yeah, it's a beauty, ain't it?" Murphy asked and stroked the length of Troy's cock.

"You like girls too?" Cherry asked Troy, pulling her shirt off.

"Love... Girls..." Troy grunted as Murphy lightly squeezed his testicles.

"There enough room?" Cherry asked, dropping her shorts to the floor.

"Probably not; and I don't think it'd hold y'all," Murphy argued.

Cherry helped Troy to his feet, and then lay him down on the couch.

"Murphy, let me suck your cock," Cherry demanded as she fed Troy's erection into her pussy.

"Unless you'd rather...?" she asked Troy.

Murphy fed Cherry his cock while she pounced up and down on Troy's erection.

"Ow, damn, ow," Troy complained as she hit his bruised hip.

"Sorry," she mumbled around Murphy's erection.

The three of them almost finished at the same time.

"Oh no! You were supposed to wear protection," Cherry suddenly exclaimed and quickly got off.

She rushed to the bathroom, while Murphy helped Troy apply ice to his hip.

An hour later, Murphy had Troy lie on his right side again on the table, as he massaged his hip and lower back.

"Yeah, yeah, see?" he praised. "Range is getting better, see?"

"Hey, hey!" Troy protested as Murphy playfully worked a finger into Troy's anus.

Oh, sorry, now how'd that happen?" Murphy teased, rotating the finger in Troy's tight anus.

The next day, before Murphy left for class, Troy asked him for another massage.

Troy’s range of motion had greatly improved, and Murphy gently pushed his left leg at the knee.

""Nuh uh!" Troy laughed as Murphy's fingers tickled his anus.

He groaned as Murphy insinuated a finger into his rectum and fucked it in and out a few times.

Then Murphy rolled Troy over onto his back and sucked Troy's cock to a juicy climax, two fingers sliding in and out of Troy's tight ass.

Then Murphy left for school.

Cherry came home from class and found Troy gingerly exercising his hip. She encouraged him as she changed for work, not bothering to close her door.

"See you; God I'm so glad George's was able to fix my car," she said and dashed out the door.

"How's the hip?" Murphy asked later that night as he prepared short ribs in soy sauce.

"Pretty good," Troy admitted. "Walking around; only took a couple of ibuprofen today."

"Good, good," Murphy agreed and put the plates on the table.

"In fact," Troy said, blushing hotly.

"Want to fuck?" Murphy asked

"Want to try," Troy agreed.

Murphy again prepared himself, then lay down on the bed and pulled Troy into a sixty nine, him lying on his left side while Troy lay on his right.

He made love to Troy's cock with his mouth and smiled as he noticed Troy mirroring his movements.

"Uh, oh damn, oh," Troy groaned as he pumped his semen into Murphy's mouth.

Murphy let Troy swallow his load, and then he sucked Troy to erection, greased his cock, then lay on his right side and wiggled back against Troy's body. He cocked up his leg and gripped Troy's cock and put it to his anus.

"Uh, oh fuck, oh God that feels," Troy moaned as he pushed into Murphy.

Both young men lay, gasping for breath when Troy was fully inside of Murphy's tight ass.

"Love you," Troy mumbled.

"Love fucking you," Troy amended a moment later.

Murphy said nothing.

The next day, Cherry watched as Murphy massaged Troy's hip and buttocks, then giggled as Murphy fucked Troy's anus with two greasy fingers.

"Ha ha, let him do that to you," Troy hotly protested.

"Get out of the way," Cherry said, pulling her sleep shirt up and off.

Troy gingerly rolled into a sitting position, and then stood up, erection bouncing in front of him.

"Ooh yeah, yeah, give me another one," Cherry ordered as Murphy worked a greasy finger into her rectum.

He shrugged and fucked another finger into her tightness.

"Come here," Cherry ordered Troy as she reached between her legs and began playing with her wet pussy.

She sucked Troy's cock while Murphy worked three fingers in and out of her anus.

"Shit!" she screamed around Troy's cock as she had an orgasm.

"Shit!" Troy cried out as he pumped his semen into Cherry's mouth.

Cherry then rolled over and fished Murphy's cock out and sucked on him until he came.

"Oh shit! What time is it; I got a nine o'clock class!" she suddenly said, sitting up.

She ran, large breasts bouncing, to her room.

"Shit, no time to brush my teeth; god, I hope no one smells the come on my breath," she joked as she wiggled into shorts, already scampering to the door.

Murphy scurried to the garage; he had a nine o'clock class as well.

Troy picked up Cherry's sleep shirt and tossed it into her bedroom, aiming for her small bed. It was in their rental agreement with Murphy Margot, their bedroom doors were to be closed.

"You're a slob? That's your business, until I see it," Murphy had declared. "So, keep your door closed and I won't see it."

Cherry was a slob; there were piles of clothing everywhere, piles of books as well. Her small nightstand, Troy wasn't sure how she could find her alarm clock; there was cosmetics and lotions and creams everywhere.

And there were two large dildos. The slightly larger one was lying on Cherry's unmade bed. The smaller one was on Cherry's nightstand.

There was also a bag of marijuana and four tightly rolled joints on the bed next to her fat latex friend.

Troy closed her bedroom door and went to his own bedroom.

Within moments, he was bored, so he called his mother.

"Need more money?" was her first question.

"No, Ma, just wanted to talk," he said.

"You stoned? Kind of early for..." his mother said.

"No, Ma, I got hurt at work, just allaying around, got kind of bored, you know?" he said.

She promised to wire five hundred dollars into his account and said she was running late. So he called Penny, his supervisor at the car wash.

"Oh, please tell me you're coming in," she said. "Mariah called in sick; sounded drunk you ask me, and Blake's still in Tennessee so that just leaves..."

So he popped two Ibuprofen and drove to work.

"Man, thought you'd be out for at least a couple of weeks," Joe, the young man that worked the vacuum hose said.

"My landlord's this like massage therapist; it still kind of hurts, but not terribly bad," Troy said.

"Massage therapist, huh?" Joe smirked. "She give happy endings?"

"He, dude, my landlord's a guy," Troy said and bent to give the customer's tire a squirt of the tire polish.

"How much he charge? Seriously, pulled the shit out of my shoulder the other day. Of course, you weren't here, bitch," Joe said as he finished the customer's floor mats.

"I'll ask; want me to make an appointment for you?" Troy asked, fighting down his feelings of jealousy.

"Yeah, he ain't too much," Joe agreed, rubbing his shoulder.

At lunch time, Troy called Murphy and Murphy agreed to see Joe and charge him twenty five for a one half hour massage.

Joe followed Troy home after their shift ended and Troy sat in the living room while Murphy and Joe went into Murphy's bedroom and closed the door.

He found a sports channel and watched a girls' volleyball tournament, admiring their tight backsides and nice breasts.

Obviously, so did the cameramen and the editor; there were several moments of the cameras being focused on the girls' attributes rather than on their athletic abilities.

The door opened and Joe came out, smiling as he rubbed his shoulder.

"Man, he is good, real good," Joe said.

"Remember, drink plenty of water; might want to take a couple of Tylenol or Ibuprofen," Murphy called out. "Troy let me change the sheet and I'll be ready to work on your hip, okay?"

Troy's cock was hard and throbbing by the time he lay down on Murphy's table, but Murphy did actually work on Troy's hip first, then he sucked Troy's cock while fucking two greasy fingers into Troy's ass.

Penny approached Troy the next day.

"Joe says your landlord does massage therapy?" she asked, clipboard held firmly in front of her large chest.

"Yeah; did great on my hip," Troy agreed.

"Nothing funny, huh?" Penny asked, still clutching the clipboard tightly.

"Ask Joe," Troy said. "I mean, Murphy doesn't do anything funny with me."

Penny followed Troy home after their shift ended. She looked around at the small home and nodded in approval.

Cherry joined Troy on the couch and grabbed the remote out of his hands, finding 'Wheel of Fortune' to watch.

"Fuck, she's cute; you fuck her?" Cherry whispered, nodding with her head toward Murphy's closed door.

"No; she's my boss," Troy said.

"So? I've fucked both my bosses," Cherry shrugged. "Ooh, ooh, it's 'Casual Acquaintance' I bet."

"Hey," Penny greeted Cherry just as the theme music and closing credits were rolling.

"My turn," Cherry called out, thrusting the remote at Troy.

"Man, this is the best I've felt since I gave birth last year," Penny said, sitting next to Troy on the couch.

"You, what? I didn't know you had a..." Troy sputtered, looking at Penny's flat belly in her half shirt.

"Gave it up for adoption; I'd make a terrible mother," Penny admitted.

Inside Murphy's room, Cherry was teasing Murphy about the attractive blonde Penny.

"So, does the carpet match the curtains?" she asked, combing her fingers through her own carrot orange curls.

"I don’t know," Murphy admitted, slapping the table. "Didn’t take off the underwear."

"Well, that’s no fun," Cherry commented.

"Believe it or not, Cherry," Murphy smiled, "some people actually get massages for health reasons."

"See you Thursday, Mr. Margot," they heard Penny call out.

"Alright." He responded just as the front door closed.

"Ooh, Mr. Margot," Cherry teased then laughed out loud when Murphy pinched her buttock.

When he finished, Cherry spread her legs for him to manipulate her pussy with his hands, but Murphy bent and licked up and down her puffy pussy lips.

"Tell me how I'm doing; I've never done this before," he admitted.

"Fuck yeah, damn right there, oh!" Cherry groaned as Murphy found her clitoris.

After Murphy licked and sucked her to two orgasms, Cherry took him into her mouth while he finger fucked her to a third orgasm.

Then, gathering her clothes into her arms, she swung the door of Murphy's room open.

"Next!" she playfully called out as she closed her own bedroom door.

“Man, I’ll pick you up in the morning; I’ve got a business management class to attend,” Murphy pleaded before Troy got up from the couch.

After a while, though, Murphy’s phone rang.

“Alright, you two, I need you to be on your best behavior. Joe’s coming over for some more work on his shoulder,” Murphy called out, setting up the massage table again.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Cherry asked, peeking out of the bedroom, still completely naked.

“Uh, maybe stop flaunting yourself like that,” Murphy said with a smile, which she returned with a grin of her own.

A moment later, she emerged wearing a pink t-shirt and matching pink shorts.

Troy glanced sideways at Joe. The guy looked like he had dressed up for a date. He walked into Murphy’s room with a big smile on his face.

Troy and Cherry both pinched their noses—Joe’s cologne was overpoweringly strong.

Less than thirty minutes later, Joe left Murphy's bedroom, blushing hotly, snug jeans slightly tented from his erection.