The Potter's Studio - Sex Stories

The Potter's Studio

... item sales and then went ahead and packed their own sales for shipping. Both women had managed to earn nearly $25,000 each - The Studio did not take shares from their sales - and they went on and on discussing their dream trip to Paris, something they had vowed to do with the proceeds from their first major show. With all of the packing done, Kyle washed his hands and announced he would be headed home.

"Can we come with you?" Jeremy asked, speaking apparently for himself and for Josh as Jasmine and Lana had left a few minutes before to shop for their trip.

Kyle smiled. He stepped forward and kissed Jeremy on the cheek. "You don't owe me anything, Jeremy. I need you to stop thinking that and stop doing things that you would not normally want to do just to thank me."

"Don't say that, Kyle," Jeremy replied. "That's not it at all, and don't assume you know why I want to be with you."

Kyle nodded and stepped back, his head cocked slightly as he listened as Jeremy spoke, "I have never believed in labels and I don't live my life that way. My hesitation to let you blow me the first time or to kiss you or now to pound your hole, has always been about the same thing - am I doing the right thing by my friend? Am I going to hurt him? Physically? Emotionally? Am I going to damage our friendship? Am I not going to like it as much when I'm balls deep and then end up disappointing you? I told you before, this is all new and not something I searched out, and not something I take ...

... lightly. I think and reflect on big things like this, but so far everything I have done with you has felt awesome. I want to feel this other thing." As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed Kyle's ass, letting his fingers slide into the muscular trench, pushing in his shorts and underwear as he went.

Kyle looked at Jeremy, then at Josh.

"Don't look at me, I have been begging this fucker to pound you like you deserve. That is one sexy honey pot, more like honey oven, it's so fucking steamy in there. I already told Lana you're my free ride," Josh declared.

"I'm your what?" Kyle asked, laughing and swallowing hard, distinctly aware of how close Jeremy was to ripping his shorts as the muscular former airman was still massaging his cunt, making his cock swell in the process.

"My free ride, you are my anytime fuck, and it's not considered cheating," he replied, smiling the charming grin of a confident man who is ill accustomed to being turned down. "Oh, I also added Jasim and Jeremy, in case a foursome ever develops."

Jeremy winked at his friend and squeezed harder into Kyle's hole. "So what will it be Mr. Foster? Can we come over, come inside, cum inside?"

Kyle moaned and sunk his hips into Jeremy's thick fingers, "Yes, let's go!"

The three arrived and stripped immediately. Jeremy and Josh laid back on Kyle's king-sized bed. Their soft cocks plopping down on their thighs. Kyle got down on his knees, and took Jeremy's cock first, sucking on it a few times until ...