The Potter's Studio - Sex Stories

The Potter's Studio

... to seal the deal on that apology," Kyle said, his words were a satisfied drawl, almost southern. He was exhausted and completely satiated with the feel-good hormones the body generates to reward excellent sex.

Josh smiled and leaned over Kyle, turning his head back towards him. He kissed him, their mouths opened for a brief second, a tiny taste of brine and salt and sweet cream as Josh learnt, for the first time, what his friend tasted like.

"Did you cum, Kyle?" Jeremy asked, starting to return from Elysium.

"Twice," Kyle replied, smiling. "Come on, let's clean up before Roger gets here for night class."

"Too late!" a voice from the other side of the room called out. Roger was standing there, Amanda close behind.

"Fuck me!" Kyle cried out.

"Oh, we saw, they have!" Amanda chortled.

Josh was still inside Kyle, his cock slow to return to its flaccid state and Jeremy made no effort to hide his cock or get up off the table, both men were still panting a bit and did not see the point in rushing to hide what was already exposed and clearly being enjoyed.

Both visitors stepped close. Roger looked at Jeremy's eyes for permission, he nodded and the glaze artist gasped as he held the thing in his hands, slowly weighing, evaluating it, caressing it and giving it the slightest kiss before setting the soft cock back down exactly where he had found it.

Roger was walking as if on a delicate sheet of glass, slowly, cautiously, wanting to preserve this memory and ...

... not do anything that would scare the straight-out-of-a-fantasy-movie hunks away. He noticed for the first time that Kyle still had a cock inside him. He gasped and clutched at his chest. "Amanda!"

The two saw, in fascinated horror and lust, as Kyle pushed out Josh's semi-hard dick, the splat sounds of cum splashing on the floor immediately followed.

"Do you want to clean it?" Josh asked Roger. Roger was clearly conflicted but shook his head, ass to mouth on his ass was one thing, this felt like it was another thing, yet he wanted to so badly he could feel his resolve melting.

"No thank, you," he said, his voice shaking as he turned and fled the room as quickly as he could, Amanda silently following, both looked back repeatedly, bumping into work benches, stools and eventually hitting the door with their faces before they realized the door had to be opened in order to function properly.

When they finally exited, all three men burst out laughing. The laughter pushed out the rest of Josh's load from Kyle and each splash made them all burst out howling again.

"Were you really going to let him suck you?" Kyle asked.

Josh smiled, insouciant as he had been from the moment he walked into the studio, "Yeah, I mean, he was going to try to razz you for the rest of your life, I thought knowing he swallowed your ass juice might help you punch back." He winked.

"But dude," Josh added, "can I tell you that was the best fucking blowjob ever? And the best ass I ever fucked ...