The day after our meeting with the women, I was having a second cup of coffee and absent-mindedly playing with my soft dick while reading the paper. My doorbell rang. I closed the tablet, wrapped my robe and answered. It was Bill and Frank. I showed them in and offered them a cup, which they accepted. I put on another pot and sat down with the men.

Frank spoke first. “Bill and I were talking, and we’re thinking it might be ok to meet with the girls sometimes, but not regularly.”

“I was going to ask you guys what you thought. I was non-committal after we were done last night.”

Bill said, “It was lots of fun, but I’m running into issues at home. Molly and I agreed to be open, and I told her yesterday what the plan was. If you didn’t know her you’d have thought she was cool with it, but I could tell it bothered her a little. We haven’t discussed it, but I suspect she’s jealous – or maybe she wants in on it and knows you’re not big on seeing her.”

Frank added, “I had a good time too, but I think there’s something special about sex with guys. Maybe the comradeship, maybe the quality of your blowjobs.”

I snapped back, “Well I know my blowjobs are the best.” That brought a chuckle.

Frank continued, “I like women, I enjoy their company and the sex is, I dunno, more a whole experience. But I like that we guys just focus on cock. That’s hot in a different way.”

“I don’t want you to feel pressured to have Molly there,” Bill added. “I was thinking that we could have the other women on occasion. If Molly wants in, can you opt out, Pete? Or I could stay home that night.”

“Let me think about it. Like I said before, I had a good time with her.”

“OK, then I’ll see how she feels.”

Bill hesitated, then spoke again. “I was feeling kinda out of it too. I know you guys like my cock, but it’s still little. When I took Martha after you’d jizzed her up, Pete, I know she liked me fucking her – but it’s a good thing I don’t have any trouble cumming. No friction. It reminded me of my size.”

“Well, you’ve got that right that we like your package,” I added. “I meant what I told her about my favorite acts, I love it when you fuck my mouth.” I playfully reached over and gave his crotch a rub.

Bill smiled and said, “Thanks. But that adds to Frank’s opinion on spending time with just us guys.”

I poured myself another coffee. “Have you talked to Tom?”

“No, not yet,” said Frank. “Bill, talk to Molly, and Pete, think it over. Let’s stake out a corner of the snack bar tomorrow and decide.”

“Hey, I’m going to put a shot in my coffee, you guys want some?”

Frank quipped, “What, booze or cum?” I laughed and said, “Just bourbon this time.” But after they left, I thought over that remark and put both whisky and cum in my coffee.