“If we kiss, you kiss. If we suck, you suck, if we fuck you do the same. Got it?”
Everyone nodded and seemed restless to get started. I looked at Andy. He was holding Derrick tightly around the waist, looking over his shoulder at Jay. I tried to get his attention.
“When Davey blows the whistle, we switch partners.”
I looked at Jay, who now had a whistle hanging from his left nipple.
“You have to be with an old geezer if you’re a young stud. Since we only have a couple oldies but goodies, we may wind up in a couple a threesomes.” Jay laughed luridly.
He pulled me next to him. “Okay. Go!” He grabbed me, kissed me and fondled my balls. Despite wanting to be with Andy, I felt myself responding to Jay’s kiss and touch. I tried to maneuver myself to see what Andy was doing, when I felt Jay drop to his knees and engulf my cock with his mouth. This gave me the freedom I needed to see what was going on with the others. In each pair one man was on his knees sucking like mad.