When I was seventeen, I went to my doctor for my annual physical, and he noticed my PSA was not normal. After a check of my prostate, he found some lumps.

"Jordan, there is most likely nothing to worry about. I will take a biopsy and send it to the lab to make sure it might be benign."

"What does it mean?"

"Again, don't worry too much; these cases most likely turn out to be nothing."

A few Days Later

My cell phone rang, and I could see it was from the Doctor.

"Hello, this is Jordan."

"Jordan, this is Dr. Goodman. The biopsy confirmed prostate cancer."

The normal response was panic, a feeling where your stomach is in your throat.

"Where do we go from here? Is it serious? "

"Jordan, we are lucky this is an early stage, and the most curable cancer there is. If you can come into the office tomorrow at 8:00 am, we can go over your treatment options."

Looking back, it was probably the best thing that had happened to me. I will need to explain so you understand.

The only non-invasive treatment is radiation. First, they inject you with female hormone shots that shrink the prostate so the radiation does not damage surrounding tissue. The side effects of these shots are hot flashes, and you lose hair and get what they call man-boobs. The younger you are, the more likely it is that it will go away as you build muscle. After six months of treatment, the cancer was completely gone.

I was the only Asian in my High School class, non-athletic, and was tired of being bullied. I decided to change all that and who I was in my senior year. If others found out who I really was, they'd probably shun me or shame me. One other thing I found myself playing with was my boobs and getting aroused.

I ordered all kinds of sexy stockings and lingerie and started cross-dressing in the privacy of my home. I had opened a whole new outlook. I started taking pictures and sharing them on social networks. The response I got encouraged me.

I worked for UPS at night while attending college during the day. There was only one girl I worked with who knew my secret. Her name was Sarah, and she confessed she saw my profile on my 'Only Fans' webpage. Sarah had become my 'bestie' because she was also a cross-dresser.

I remember the very morning I was in bed, dressed in my pink baby-doll sleepwear, when I decided to transition and never look back.

Three years later......

I stared straight ahead at all the bottles behind the bar. My jet-black hair hung most of the way down my back. I would wear wigs occasionally because I was tired of my straight black hair, but tonight I had added a little silver coloring to the front. My make-up was perfect, accentuating my dark eyes and soft features. I loved nylons and sexy footwear because they made me feel that much more feminine.

Further down, I noticed my green cocktail dress falling open just a little too much, revealing my ample cleavage. I was proud of my figure -- and my sensitive nipples. My bra size is 36D cup. I worked hard and underwent several surgeries to look this good. I had glanced down and noticed my very short dress with the lace fringe riding up to the point that the tops of my pantyhose showed -- just enough to bring attention.

To anyone looking at me, I was the picture of an attractive young woman. I have slender legs and arms, long, delicate fingers, and a flat stomach. I want to be attractive. I want to connect with someone—a man or a woman. Women are not as rough as men and are more loving. I was ready for intimacy. But what if they discovered my secret? Actually, my biggest entertainment was dressing sexy and teasing to see how aroused I could make men and some women.

Hidden beneath the layers of beauty was something I still hadn't fully come to grips with. I was a woman with a penis. You can call it a girl-cock, but it was a penis and hard to conceal. It was the only thing remaining from my former life -- one I'd left behind years ago.

I was tucked, my testicles hidden, and my penis securely taped and held between my ass cheeks. Even if I were to lift my skirt, no one would be the wiser. To them, I was a woman. The problem was that getting to know someone interested in a girl would inevitably lead to a shock. I was terrified at the thought of the reaction.

Now, a 21-year-old attractive woman who couldn't be in a serious relationship out of fear of rejection. I was alone and lonely. I attended a great art school for the past three years as I transitioned. My degree is in graphic arts, but my passion is photography. The combination has allowed me to provide income while completing my education.

My purpose in being in this bar on this night was to confront my fears. I couldn't go on like this. I'd convinced myself that people would accept me for who I was, even if it weren't the "norm". But sitting there, I began to doubt myself. My nerves were at the brink of making me doubt I was ready for this, and maybe I should go home.

I started to doubt myself, so I slipped off the barstool and headed home when a pleasant-looking couple came up next to me, blocking my exit.

"Oh, sorry," the woman said. "Are we in your way?"

I looked at her—what a beauty! She was probably my age or a little older. Long straight auburn hair that was loose and came halfway down her back—some fell over her shoulders, accentuating her incredible figure. Large breasts barely held in. A white silk blouse and a navy-blue skirt. Her blue eyes were more radiant—and I immediately got lost in them.

"No, no worries," I said, putting my legs back in front of me.

"Busy night, isn't it?" the man next to her said to me, leaning forward.

He was six feet tall, with wavy brown hair, brown eyes, and a muscular build. He was exceptionally handsome and very friendly, with a quick smile. His face had a chiseled appearance and a dimple in the middle of his chin. I had an odd feeling in my stomach as I could not help staring at him.

"Um, yeah, I guess so," I said, looking around. My fear of my scratchy voice might give away my secret, and I was currently going through voice therapy. My fear of rejection dominated my thoughts.

I'd scoped out this bar, partly because it was within eyesight of my apartment. I used to sit on my balcony and watch all the beautiful men and women walk in and out, maybe more women than men. But it looked lively and, more importantly, friendly.

It was also close enough that I figured I might not chicken out in the seconds it took to cross the street.

I'd moved out here to sunny California about six months prior. Mostly to attend CalArts to finish my degree, and I needed a change of scenery and a change of personality. After attending Jr. college, I couldn't return home, where I was pretty much a known. I promised myself I was going to change. This was my chance.

"Mike," the man said, interrupting my thoughts.

He reached out his hand across the woman. I took it. It was surprisingly soft.

"Jordan," I said. It was my given name at birth and was convenient for both masculine and feminine use.

"And I'm Madison, but call me Maddy," the gorgeous woman said, also extending her hand.

"Have you been here before?" Maddy asked. "I don't think we've seen you here."

"Um, no. My first time," I said, a little embarrassed.

"Well, welcome," Mike said.

I was nursing a glass of chardonnay.

"We'll have what she's having," Mike said. "The chardonnay?"

I nodded.

"Thanks for the welcome," I said to Mike. "It seems like a nice place."

"Yeah, that's why we like it," Maddy said in a soft yet clear voice. "We always meet such cool people."

And I'm not one of them, I thought to myself.

The bartender set down two glasses of chardonnay. I nodded to her—"I'd take another." I needed some liquid courage.

"Cheers!" Mike said, raising his glass.

I picked mine up. Maddy did the same. "What are we cheering?"

Maddy exclaimed, "To cool people, like us!"

We all laughed and clinked glasses. I took a sip. At least they were funny.

"So ... what do you do?" Maddy asked, her blue eyes piercing me. "If you don't mind my asking."

"Oh no, not at all," I replied, setting down my glass. "I'm a photographer, at least that's what my degree says. I'm just starting in the field."

"See?" Maddy said to Mike. "I knew she was a cool person."

She turned to me and smiled. "I've always wanted to meet a photographer. We'd love to see some of your work—if you're willing to share."

I shrugged my shoulders. I'm a pretty shy and reserved person and have a hard time getting attention. But they seemed genuinely interested.

"I have a website," I said, pulling my phone from my purse.

"Sweet!" Mike said, trying to lean over Madison to see as I brought up the site.

"Tell you what," Mike said. "A booth just opened. Why don't you sit between us so we can both see?"

"Okay," I said. "Sure."

We got off the barstools and carried our glasses to the booth.

"After you," Mike said as Maddy scooted over on the other side.

I sat down and moved to the middle. Maddy and Mike were now close to me, legs touching legs. I was a bit overwhelmed by the feeling of Maddy's bare leg on mine. It was warm.

I flipped through a few of my portrait portfolio images and marveled at how good physical closeness felt after all these years of isolating myself.

"Wow!" Mike said. "You are really good!"

"I'll say," Maddy said, pointing to an image, her fingers grazing mine as I held the phone. "Look at this one, Mike. How did you get that expression?"

I looked up and was only inches from her face. I got a whiff of something citrusy on her breath.

"I ... uhm ... you know ... it's about creating a relationship with your subject—make them feel totally at ease."

I mentioned to Maddy, "I love the name Madison, it fits you perfectly. Why would you prefer 'Maddy?"

"Oh, just to be informal, you can call me Madison if you like."

"I honestly think these could go in a gallery," Mike said as he pointed out some of my favorites.

I blushed.

"Do you have a studio yet?" Maddy asked, her hand lay on my bare thigh.

I couldn't answer at first, not because I didn't know the answer, but because of what her hand did to me. I felt a chill of pleasure move from my leg around my whole body. I shivered slightly.

"Did I say something wrong?" Maddy asked, a look of concern on her face. "Or ... should I not have touched you?"

"Oh no," I said. "Um, the touch felt nice, actually. It's been a while."

"Oh," Madison said.

"I, uh, don't have a studio yet. I'm looking for spaces and ... clients."

"Mike could help with that. He's been working in real estate -- he's very good!"

I turned to Mike, who smiled. "Maddy might be exaggerating a bit. But I do have lots of connections ... in fact ... there’s a space about to open just a block from here."

He thought for a moment.

"It's quite small ... we've worried about filling it. But you know ... a small studio might be perfect there. And the rent is super affordable."

"Wow!" I said.

"Um, and here's my card, just to show that I'm legit."

He handed me a card with his picture and the company details.

"I could show it to you, but only if you want. No pressure."

"You mean, like now?" I said.

"Sure," Mike answered. "Why not?"

I felt like I was being swept off my feet into some new adventure—not at all what I'd thought this evening would be like.

We paid our tabs and walked out into the evening. It was warm and still light. Maddy and Mike held hands—clearly a couple. I felt a little guilty for responding to her touch since she was already taken.

The small office was literally around the corner. Someone had remodeled a larger space into three -- one on either side of a smaller storefront.

"What's great about this space for a studio," Mike said as he punched in a code on a key safe, "Is that it's larger in the back than in the front.

He opened the door and motioned me inside. I probably should have been more cautious going into an empty building with two strangers, but I felt very comfortable with them.

"This is amazing!" I said as we toured the space.

"You could hang your portraits along this wall," Maddy said as we walked through a wide hallway and into the large space in back. "And do photo shoots back here."

"You guys," I said, taking in the office, "I can't believe how perfect this is. Thank you!"

"Listen," Mike said as he closed up. "I can offer you the friends and family discount. We were going to have a hard time filling this one. So, you'd be doing me a favor."

"All I can say is thanks!" I said.

We walked back towards the bar. I was in a lighter mood. Maddy and Mike seemed genuinely interested in helping me. They even got on either side of me and put their arms around me -- like the Three Musketeers!

"This is me," I said as we neared my apartment building.

"Wow, you are close," Maddy said.

"I can bring the lease and meet you at the space in the morning if you'd like," Mike said. "Say ... 9?"

"That sounds great. Again, thank you so much."

"My pleasure," he said with a wink and a glance down—was he looking at my chest?

Both Maddy and Mike hugged me. It felt so great. Maddy's large breasts pressed against mine.

She kissed me on the cheek. "I'm so excited for you."

Mike hugged me tightly, like an old friend. I felt safe in his arms.

We parted, and I went home—grateful to have met two such wonderful, giving people.

The Next Day

I met them at the space. The lease looked good, and the rent was great, so I signed.

"Let's celebrate!" Madison said after Mike handed me the keys. "Lunch on us!"

"Sounds great!" I said.

Walking on either side of me, the two each grabbed one of my hands as we walked down the sidewalk together. I thought it odd, but was feeling so good about this couple, and their acceptance of at least the "me" they saw, that I went along happily.

"Have you thought about what you want to put up in the new office?" Maddy asked as we sat munching on sandwiches at the same bar.

"I do," I said, finishing a bite.

"I'd love to help you bring them down and arrange them," she said.

"Me too," Mike said.

I looked at the two sitting across the booth from me. They seemed so bright and happy. I wondered how the sex was for them -- probably awesome.

As we ate and shared about our lives and backgrounds, I found myself picturing them naked with each other -- Mike's large cock sliding into Maddy's wet pussy. It was very distracting and arousing. I had to be careful -- too much arousal would make it hard to stay tucked.

We planned to meet at my apartment in a few hours. It was all happening so fast.

"So ... how long have you two been together?" I asked as we packed prints to carry over to the studio.

"You know," Madison said, looking at Mike, "it's been a few years now since Lilly introduced us, huh?"

"Lilly?"

"Lilly's my girlfriend," Maddy said.

"Oh," I said, somewhat surprised.

"Mike's too."

"Huh?"

They both laughed.

"We aren't exclusive ... with each other," Maddy said, taking Mike's arm.

"Oh ... I guess I thought ..."

"That's okay," Mike said. "The three of us are very close—good friends and good lovers."

"Great lovers!" Maddy said, putting her hand on Mike's chest. "But ... we're also pretty open."

They both looked at me. Were they implying something? I got flushed and suddenly aroused. I got busy packing and didn't say anything more.

"Hey, Jordan," Maddy said, cornering me as we unloaded at the studio. "Was I too open back at your apartment? Did we offend you in some way?"

I looked up into her kind eyes -- the blue going on forever -- swallowing me up. "Not at all, Maddy," I said, touching her arm. "I uh, I'm pretty inexperienced when it comes to relationships."

She rolled her eyes. "Tell me about it. Before I met Lilly and Mike, I was as innocent as they come. I used to spend all my time alone. I've become so much more independent as if I’ve become a free bird."

I looked at her with a new appreciation. She'd been a loner like me.

She held both my arms and looked me in the eye. "Just know that we like you ... a lot. If you're interested in something more ... with us ... we'd want that too."

My mind reeled. These two beautiful, happy, giving people wanted to be with me—physically?

I worried that their expectations would be so dashed once they learned my secret. But my body craved them.

"That's very nice," I said. "I am attracted to you two, but ... I'm not like you. I'm, uh, I've never and ... well ... I'm just different."

Mike had joined us by this time.

"We're all different," he said. "When Madison shared her differences, it opened up a whole new world for me. Now I'm different too, and I love it!"

I looked between them, confused.

"Let's not worry about anything right now. We've got unpacking to do!" Mike said with a smile and another wink and a glance at my figure.

Mike and Maddy helped me finish setting up and hauling my camera gear over to the space. I wouldn't have a sign for a while—though Maddy knew someone in marketing with a good sign-maker contact. She promised to call her right away.

"I'm so grateful for you two," I said as I locked up. "I'd like to take you out for dinner or something to thank you."

"Or ..." Mike said. "I could grab some steaks and a good bottle of wine, and we could barbecue on your deck."

"Oh ... so you saw that," I said.

"Hey ... I'm a guy, of course I notice a quality grill."

I grew nervous waiting for Maddy and Mike to arrive. I was so attracted to the two of them, but also worried that once they knew my secret, they would walk away.

A Few Hours Later That Same Evening

"Here's to Jordan Photography Studios!" Mike said, raising his glass.

We'd all shared the first bottle of wine, then two. I was feeling a little tipsy, but a lot more relaxed.

We sat on the couch. Maddy made sure I sat between them as the guest of honor.

Maddy took my glass after setting hers on the coffee table. Mike did the same. She laid her hand on my bare thigh and caressed it slowly.

"You know we really like you, right, Jordan?" she asked.

"And I like you guys ... a lot," I said, looking first at Maddy, then at Mike.

"We talked about this earlier, but ..." Maddy started. "We'd love to kiss you."

"Oh!" I said, surprised.

"But only if you want to," Mike added quickly.

What was I about to get myself into? I should have declined. I should have thanked them for their help and friendship and just kept it at that. I was risking so much by letting them see the real me.

Mike put his hand on my other thigh. The feeling sent electric chills through me. I felt my cock begin to stir.

I looked at Mike, then Maddy. I smiled. Maddy smiled back. She leaned towards me, her head tilted slightly to one side, her lips parted -- just a little. I let her kiss me. The feeling of her lips on mine sent pleasure all over my body. It was a gentle kiss, but so sensual that I feared I might come untucked, my she-cock springing to life and ruining everything.

She leaned back. "Was that okay?"

I touched my lips. "I ... I've never felt anything like that."

"You've never kissed another girl?" Madison asked.

I shook my head.

"I'm glad I could be your first," she said, smiling.

I turned to Mike. "I'm probably not as good a kisser as other guys you've dated," he said. "But I can try."

This time, I tilted my head and received his lips on mine. They were not as soft as Maddy's, but the feeling was the same.

"I know this sounds weird," I said as we broke off. "But you're the first guy and girl that I've kissed."

"Really?" Madison said. "A beauty like you? No way."

I nodded. "I ... I have some challenges."

"Don't we all," Maddy said.

She brushed some hair from my face. "You really are gorgeous, Jordan. I'm very attracted to you."

"Me too," Mike said, his hand moving up just a little, sending spasms to my dick.

"We would love to get to know you better," Maddy said, coming in for another kiss.

This time, I felt her tongue touch my lips. Another surge of pleasure. I knew what she wanted. I opened my mouth and let her in. Her tongue glided along mine, and I took in a quick breath through my nose at the intensity of the feeling.

She broke off, and I turned to Mike. We kissed, and his tongue found its way into my mouth. I was feeling things I'd never felt. I put a hand on their legs—Maddy was wearing a short skirt, and Mike was wearing cargo pants.

Maddy and Mike leaned over me and kissed. I saw their tongues swirl and twirl between their mouths. They broke and turned to me -- then both kissed me at the same time. Three sets of lips and three tongues shared the space. It was so surreal and so arousing!

"We would love to make love with you," Maddy said.

I saw the look of desire in her eyes. She leaned in and kissed me again. This time, I felt her hand on my breast. I nearly leaped off the couch at the pleasure I felt. Then I felt another hand, Mike's, on my other breast. Together, they kneaded and squeezed. I had never let anyone touch me since my surgery gave me this incredible bosom.

I was swept up in feelings I'd never had. I knew I wouldn't be able to hide much longer -- my cock desperately wanting release -- to spring to attention.

"That feels ... so amazing," I said, breaking off and watching their hands.

"We can't wait to get to know the rest of you," Mike said, squeezing one of my nipples.

I looked down at his crotch and saw his dick -- swollen and bulging from his pants.

Suddenly, a sadness overcame me.

"What's wrong?" Maddy asked, a look of genuine concern on her face.

"I would love nothing more than to make love to you two. You're fantastic and beautiful, and I'm very turned on."

"But?" Mike asked, his brow furrowed.

I sighed. It was time. "I'm ... I'm not like you -- either of you."

"You said you were different," Mike said. "How so?"

I decided to come out with it—to rip off the band-aid—to watch them stand and rush from the house, never to talk to me again.

"You're such a gorgeous woman," I said to Maddy. "And you're a wonderfully handsome man," I said, facing Mike. "I'm neither—and both, I guess. I'm a woman with a cock!" I blurted out.

Expecting looks of shock and dismay, I was the one shocked because all I saw were smiles.

Maddy looked at Mike. "I guess it's time we told her."

"Maybe it would be best to show her," he said.

Madison stood. She turned her back to Mike, who undid her skirt. She pushed it off, putting her lovely ass nearly in my face. She turned back to me, and that's when I began to suspect. The front of her panties bulged -- just slightly. She slowly peeled her panties down and opened her legs.

"OH!" I cried as a cock popped out from her ass cheeks.

It was huge and red and throbbing, bobbing up and down with each beat of her heart.

"Whew," she said. "What a relief!"

She took her dick and gripped it, running her delicate fingers up and down.

My eyes were wide and my mouth open.

"You're ... you're ..."

"I'm trans, Jordan, just like you."

I was so shocked, I didn't know what to say or do.

"How ... how did ...?"

Maddy smiled at Mike. "He first spotted it. You do a wonderful job, Jordan. No one except another trans woman or a man who loves trans women would ever pick up on it."

I looked at Mike.

"Call it 'transdar," he said. "You know, like gaydar? I just had a feeling. It's one of the reasons we were attracted to you."

"I ... I ... I don't know what to say. This is ... amazing ... to meet someone like me."

"Now that you know," Maddy said, still stroking her cock, "are you turned off or on?"

I only had to think about that for an instant. "I am so fucking turned on right now I can hardly stand it!"

"I think she'd like some release, too," Maddy said. "Why don't you help her, Mike?"

"Is that okay?" he asked me.

No one had ever seen my dick before—except my parents when I was little—and it was little. Hormone therapy had changed most of my body into a woman—but not my dick.

I stood, pulling Mike up with me. We kissed, and I felt his manhood—bigger, longer.

"Mm," he moaned. "I guess that's a yes."

I turned my back to Maddy, who undid my skirt. I let it fall to the ground. Mike got on his knees in front of me and gently pulled down my panties. She undid the tape holding me in place, and I parted my legs just enough to let my cock spring out—and spring it did.

I was so excited that my dick flipped up and hit Mike in the chin and slid over his lips.

"Oh ... sorry!" I said.

"Do not be sorry," he said, admiring my erection. "You are so beautiful. May I touch you?"

No one had seen me. No one had touched me.

"Yes," I said, running my fingers through his brown, wavy hair.

Mike smiled, lifted his hand, and stroked me. I nearly came at his touch. My dick spasmed and grew even longer. He grasped me and ran his clenched hand up and down.

"Oh!" I groaned.

"Feel good?"

"Oh yes. Oh yes. So good!"

"Why don't you come over here, Maddy, and I can show Jordan what else I'd like to do?"

"Oo, sounds lovely!" Maddy said.

She stepped beside me. While still stroking me, Brent kissed the tip of Maddy's big dick. His tongue came out and swirled around it.

"Oh!" Maddy moaned.

I watched in utter fascination as Mike opened wide and put about half her cock in his mouth!

"Ah ... ah!" Maddy groaned.

Mike's cheeks sucked in as he pulled back, causing Maddy to tilt her head back and moan loudly with her light voice. "Oh ... oh!"

He slurped on her dick, making a popping sound as his mouth came off the tip. He went back down -- up and down -- up and down.

He pulled up one last time and held Maddy's dick in his hands -- slick with his saliva. He turned slightly to me, still holding my cock.

His eyes begged me, and I nodded. He smiled and kissed the tip -- sticking his tongue into the little slit.

"Oh!" I moaned.

With his tongue, he licked my head. He put it in his mouth, sucked in, and popped off. It felt delightful.

"Oh ... oh!"

He opened, and I witnessed one of the most wonderful things I'd ever experienced -- his warm, wet mouth enveloping my cock. The tingles I felt all over nearly made me cum. He swallowed more and more of me. He had nearly all of me in his mouth when he pursed his lips, sucked in, and pulled back.

"Oh ... OH!" I cried at the intense feelings.

He stroked Madison while sucking me. Madison turned my chin and kissed me, sending her tongue deep into my mouth. Her hands went to my breasts, squeezing and kneading them.

She took my hands and put them on her breasts. They were so big and firm, and I felt her nipples -- erect and hard -- under her bra. I squeezed, and she moaned.

Mike changed cocks and sucked on Maddy's while stroking mine.

"I need your tits!" Maddy said, pulling on my blouse.

I lifted my hands and let her pull it off over my head. I was proud of my breasts and had been looking forward to someone admiring them ... and doing more to them!

"So big and lovely," Maddy said, fondling my boobs over my bra. "Can I see them?"

I unhooked my bra and let it fall from my arms.

"Ooh!" Maddy said, taking my breasts in her hands.

I felt such lovely feelings course through me as she kneaded and squeezed me. She leaned over and took a nipple in her mouth.

"Oh!" I gasped.

I saw Mike kneeling between us, sucking one of our cocks while stroking the other. It was unbelievable!

Maddy changed boobs and licked my other nipple.

"Oh ...hmmmm!" I moaned, holding her head.

She stood up, crossed her hands, and pulled off her top. She then unclasped her bra, and I saw her boobs -- naked, with a small areola surrounding her nipples.

"Do you want to kiss them?" she asked.

I nodded. "Can I?"

"Oh, please do!"

I leaned over; the first time I'd taken a nipple into my mouth. It felt hard and yet soft to my tongue.

"Oh, Jordan. Oh ... yes," Maddy moaned.

Mike continued to suck on both our cocks, holding them, trading between them. I was feeling so free and wonderful.

"Have you ever sucked a cock?" Maddy asked, brushing some hair from my face.

I shook my head. "I haven't really done anything."

"Do you want to? Do you want to suck Mike? I know he'd love it."

I looked down. Mike was holding my hardness in his grip. He nodded eagerly.

"We can do it together," Maddy said.

Mike stood. We each kissed and tongued him. Maddy grabbed one side of his shirt and me the other. Together, we lifted it off, revealing a muscular chest. I ran my fingers across his chest hair.

Maddy fiddled with his belt buckle. Undoing it, I undid the button holding up his pants and unzipped them. I could feel a large bulge underneath and wondered what it was going to be like holding it in my hands and putting it in my mouth. I got even more aroused at the thought.

Madison pulled off his pants. Mike stepped out of them. He wore long silver boxer shorts. In the front, a large bulge stood upright. He was so aroused that the tip of his penis peeked out from the waistband. Madison bent over and kissed the tip, putting her tongue in the little hole.

"Oh!" Mike gasped.

"Let's take these off," Madison said, crouching.

I joined her and ventured in to kiss the bulge.

"Oh, fuck!" Mike said.

Together, we pulled down his boxer shorts. As they peeled away, his hard dick flopped down, bouncing and then standing straight out from his body. I was only inches away from it as he shed the shorts off his ankles.

I gently wrapped my delicate fingers around its girth, not even able to get them all the way around. I was holding the first cock other than my own. I saw a small drip appear at the slit at the top -- a drop of pre-cum about to fall off. Before I knew what I was doing, I leaned in and caught the liquid on my tongue, touching the tip in the process.

"Oh ... shit ... oh!" Mike groaned.

His essence tasted sweet, and I loved it!

I opened my mouth just a little wider and let my lips slide onto the head. As I pushed, my lips parted. I felt them go over the ridge and close back up a bit. I was doing it. I was sucking on a cock!

"Oh ... fuck, Jordan ... oh ... you're ..." Mike moaned.

I looked up at him -- an expression of pleasure filling his face.

I came off his dick, kissing around the head.

"You can do this, Jordan," Madison said, urging me on. "Just open wider and let him in."

I kept eye contact with Mike as I opened, my tongue and lips sliding over his head, over the ridge, and onto his hardness. It felt weird at first. I'd imagined what it would feel like to have an actual cock in my mouth -- but this was so much better. His skin was soft, but his dick was so full and hard underneath.

"Oh ... my God!" Mike murmured.

I kept opening and kept pushing my mouth deeper, letting that hardness travel to the back of my throat. I knew what to do next. I sucked in and pulled back.

"AH!" Mike cried out.

I slid him out of my mouth, kissed the head and twirled my tongue around it, then put it back inside, sucking with my mouth and twisting with my hands -- doing what I'd seen him do to me.

Madison kissed his balls as I sucked. I came off, and she took a turn. We kissed and sent our tongues across his cock. I sucked, then Madison sucked. Mike tilted his head back.

"Oh!"

I noticed Madison stroking her dick, keeping it nice and hard.

"Do you ..." she started. "Do you want to fuck me?"

My face brightened. I was going to do it. I was going to have my first fuck. I nodded.

"You'll have to help me," I said.

We stood and kissed.

"Of course. We'll both help you," she said.

Madison got up on the bed and lay on her back. Mike grabbed a bottle of lube, and I watched as he applied it to Madison's asshole and to my dick. It was so surreal knowing that something I'd dreamed of was about to become reality.

Madison spread her legs, and I got up between them. Putting her legs over mine, she grabbed both our cocks, holding them upright, squeezing and stroking them together.

"I'll guide you," Mike said. "Just push. It'll feel tight, but that's okay."

Madison let go of my dick. Mike took it and put the head to her asshole. I could see the little rosebud open and close.

"Are you ready?" Madison asked. "Are you ready for your first fuck? I know I am!"

I looked at Madison, then at Mike, and nodded. It was happening!

Mike pressed me up against her asshole, and I pushed. At first, nothing happened, so I pushed harder. I felt her open, and the head of my cock slipped in, her hole closing over the ridge.

"Oh!" I gasped, feeling a pressure around my dick.

"More," Madison purred, watching me.

I pushed harder and felt myself slipping in further and further. With every inch, I felt this pressure ringing my dick and sending tingles all over me.

"Oh ... feels so good!" I said.

"All the way," Madison said, looking back up into my eyes. "Come all the way inside me!"

I pulled out a bit and pushed in harder. I watched the base of my cock touch her asshole. I was as deep as I could go.

"Oh ... oh ... fuck me!" Madison groaned.

I pulled out and went back in; with each stroke, I could feel her asshole grip me. Her boobs bounced a little each time I pushed in.

Mike continued to grip Madison's dick, squeezing and pulling down to the base.

"Oh ... shit ... Mike ... suck me ... suck me while Jordan fucks my ass!"

Mike bent over and took Madison's big cock into his mouth.

The sight was unbelievable.

"Oh ... oh ... oh," I began to murmur, feeling myself building towards an orgasm.

"Let me fuck your mouth!" Madison panted. "Make me cum!"

She began to push her pelvis up and down quickly as Brent pursed his lips. Her movements made my cock go in and out quickly.

"I'm ... going to ... cum!" I said, grabbing one of Madison's legs to give my dick more leverage so I could fuck her faster.

I felt a stab of pleasure in my cock -- nothing as I'd ever felt. It was such a wonderful feeling of pleasure that shot down my dick and over my entire body.

"AH ... AH!" I called out. "I'm cumming!"

"OH!" Madison called out, lifting herself into the air.

I saw Mike's cheeks puff out as Madison began shooting off in his mouth. I felt a strong urge to clinch my dick and knew my jizz was about to spurt into Madison's ass.

"Oh ... I feel you cumming!" Madison called as I unloaded inside her girl-hole.

What happened next surprised me but enhanced the pleasure ricocheting around my body. Mike pulled off her cock, and a rope of cum shot up in the air, hitting Mike in the face and me in the chest. White liquid streamed over my breasts and dripped off my nipples.

I suddenly wanted to be closer to my first lover, so I lay on top of her, feeling her big breasts press into mine. I sent my tongue into her mouth as she continued to shoot off -- cum hitting my chin and my breasts and smearing all over our stomachs as we made out and came together.

"Hmph!" Madison groaned with each spurt.

I couldn't believe the level of pleasure that I got each time I clinched and shot out a load. I'd never cum so much or for so long while masturbating.

Eventually, our grunts slowed as we emptied ourselves into and onto each other's bodies.

"Madison -- that was so amazing!" I said, breaking off and getting up on my arms. "And look at the mess we made!"

She giggled, looking down at our cum-covered chests. Madison lifted herself and started licking cum off my nipples -- it felt great.

"Do you want to lick my cum?" she asked.

I thought for a moment, then leaned down and took a nipple in my mouth, licking off the white cream, which tasted sweet.

My dick softened, and I slipped out of Madison's ass. Rolling to the side, I noticed Mike was stroking his still hard cock.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" he asked.

"I do. Just be gentle. It's my first time."

"Don't worry," Madison said. "He's very good."

I lay on my side, and Mike got behind me. As Madison applied lube to my ass, I felt tingles start up again. She pushed her thumb into my hole and helped open me up. As she spread lube on Mike's dick, I got slightly nervous. His cock looked so big -- would it fit?

As if sensing my hesitation, he said, "You're going to love this." He gently pushed the head onto my rosebud. "Just relax and let me in."

I did just that. I took in a breath and let it out, forcing my asshole to relax.

"That's it. Perfect," Mike said as he pushed the head in.

I felt a stretching as he entered me. Pushing in further, my ass felt pressure and something big going inside -- something wonderful.

"Oh ... oh, that feels strange -- but so good," I said, feeling his cock go in inch by inch.

I was so filled and stretched -- and felt wonderfully good feelings, not just in my ass but also a little deeper. As he began pulling out and pushing in, I noticed tingles in my cock too. Before long, I was getting hard again. I'd never cum twice in a row -- and didn't know it was possible. I was so turned on by losing my anal virginity that I didn't care.

Madison lay down, facing me. "Does he feel good fucking you?" she asked.

"So much!" I said, beginning to pant.

"You're hard again!" she said, looking down at my crotch. "You know -- the only thing that feels better than being fucked, is fucking at the same time. Do you want to do that?"

"I can?" I asked, not knowing what was coming.

"Oh yeah," Madison said, flipping around so her ass was facing me.

She grabbed my hard rod and slipped it into her already-lubed ass.

"Oh!" I gasped as I slid in easily.

It was the most incredible sensation ever. I felt Mike repeatedly fill me and stimulate me deep inside. I felt Madison as she pushed back on my cock - that wonderful pressure and tightness.

Suddenly, Mike grunted and shoved himself deeper inside me. He was climaxing! I felt spurts of pressure as he unloaded deep in my ass. The feeling was intense -- I started cumming from a place I'd never felt before -- inside my ass itself or near it.

"Oh ... fuck!" I called out as Madison fucked my cock.

I suddenly felt like my dick was going to cum again. I began spurting into her ass, sending stream after stream inside her. The pleasure coursed through me as my entire body felt like it was convulsing.

"Oh my god!" I cried.

I'd never cum so much or for so long. When it was over, I felt empty and very full. I'd drained myself of so much cum but was making love to two people at the same time -- and that gave me a feeling of completeness.

We showered together, washing our bodies and caressing each other.

Later, we snuggled under a blanket -- totally nude. Mike and Madison took turns sucking my dick, and I got to feel Mike blast out his cum into my mouth.

"I never thought I'd feel included by anyone, I said as we sipped wine. But you guys have made me feel so special. Thank you!"

"We knew you were something special the moment we laid eyes on you, Jordan," Madison said, cupping my cheek.

I got to know this exceptional couple a lot better. They introduced me to others in my community, and I found acceptance and love in places and in ways I'd never imagined.