Chapter 1

Caution: This Erotic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Ma/Ma, Mult, Consensual, Romantic, BiSexual, Fiction, Group Sex, Safe Sex, Anal Sex, .

Desc: Erotic Sex Story: Chapter 1 - John and Lily arrive in Austin to visit Frank and for John to sit in with his band. Things get more complicated with Frank's friends and relatives when they assume Lily is the reason for his new outlook on life.

John had gate-checked his guitar. It was a vintage Gibson hollow-body with a pale yellow finish in a battered hard shell case. Even though the guitar had made music for close to forty years, John had only owned it for one week. He adjusted his grip on the ivory handle and stepped quicker towards the baggage claim where Frank promised to be waiting.

Two weeks. It was hard to believe they'd only known each other for two weeks. After they ended up rooming together on a group rate ski trip, they struck up a special kind of friendship that neither one had expected to find.

"John!" a female voice exclaimed. He turned to see Lily dragging a rolling bag from the gate he was passing.

"Lily!" he called back and opened his arms to her. She dropped her bag to leap in his arms as he swung her around, kissing her soundly. "I know it's only been two weeks, but I sure missed you."

"I'm just glad Frank was serious about letting me come, too."

"Are you kidding? We know what we owe you." Lily had been there when both men had been coming to terms with the physical part of their relationship. Neither one had ever been attracted to men before, but the situation on the ski trip and their instant connection gave them an opportunity to explore something new. Lily had been a part of the whole thing. "By the way, did you happen to pack one of my shirts by accident after the ski trip?"

"Uh..." Lily blushed and shrugged. "There was a soft green button-down shirt in my bags when I got home."

"That's it! You didn't happen to bring it with you?" John asked.

"Yes, but..." She reached for her rolling back so they could continue to the baggage claim. "Can I buy you another one or something? I kinda like ... sleeping in it."

"Why?" he chuckled.

"It smelled like you guys," she whispered almost too low to hear. "Just let me keep it. Please?"

He chuckled. "You didn't have to steal it. I'd have given it to you."

"Good. Then fair warning, then, I'm probably gonna steal another one." She gave him a sideways grin and bumped into him on purpose.

"You're a nut, you know that?"

The escalator took them down to baggage claim where a trim, handsome man was holding a small sign that said John and Lily. Frank had an anxious expression on his face until he caught sight of them, then smiled broadly.

As they closed the distance, Lily jogged ahead to hug and kiss their friend.

"Lily, you are a sight for sore eyes." The strained whisper was largely due to the strangle-hold she had around his neck. She let him go to step back, watching the two friends size each other up.

"Frank," John said and gave him a back-slapping hug. Keeping his face close, he took big breaths to savor the scent that had been haunting him. "It's great to see you."

"I see you brought your axe with you," he said as he moved back with sparkling eyes.

"Thanks again for this. I've had the best week ever playing it every night and dreaming about this trip."

"It was the least I could do," Frank said with a flush of embarrassment. "Come on you two, let's get your bags and I'll take you home."

Home. John nodded as Frank led them to their baggage claim carousel. It felt like home despite never being in Austin before. While the waited, Lily told a long, involved story about an awful date she'd had the previous weekend. Her energy and enthusiasm were infectious and John soon found himself laughing at her antics.

She finished as the laughter died down, "Needless to say, I deleted the app off my phone. No more techno hook-ups for me."

"So what are you gonna do now?" Frank asked as he grabbed the heavy bag she was pointing to.

"I'd like to talk about that with you both later," she said without meeting their eyes. "Maybe after we have a bottle of wine and get comfortable."

Frank glanced at John to gauge his reaction. John shrugged and smiled. They'd all hit it off so well he already considered her part of their lives. She had made it clear she wasn't interested in kids and marriage, so maybe she was interested in something a little less traditional with them. Given how many new things he'd tried in the last few weeks, it seemed worth considering, if nothing else.


After getting the bags into the car, Frank drove them out into the city and pointed out a few Austin landmarks on the way to his place. He'd said it wasn't a typical house or apartment which made John insanely curious, but Frank had refused to divulge any secrets to either of them before they arrived.

When he pulled up to a large, old brick building, John was confused. "Is this your office?" It was two stories tall with a flat roof and the fading paint on one wall advertised it had been a warehouse of some kind once.

"Nope," he said. "It's home." He got out of the car with a funny grin and opened the trunk to get their bags.

Lily seemed apprehensive, as she was probably more used to the kind of luxury they'd enjoyed at the ski resort. Dragging her rolling bag while Frank and John wrestled the rest of the large bags, they followed her to a non-nondescript metal door.

Frank got out a key-ring and opened it, reaching inside to flip a switch before moving back to get the bags. Lily and John walked inside with their mouths agape.

The interior looked like something out of a magazine. It was all exposed brick, stainless steel, halogen lights, and modern furniture set out in the open space of the first floor. It had artwork on the walls and sculptures hanging from thin metal lines. The kitchen to their left looked like it belonged in a restaurant, with large steel working tables and counters around a professional gas range.

"What the hell does your startup do?" Lily asked as she gazed back at him.

"It's actually my third one. I sold the first two already and made out okay." He put the bags down in the space between the kitchen and living room areas. The living room was silver and black leather, dominated by a comfortable looking sectional that took up half the room. John spotted the projector on the ceiling facing a silver rectangle that looked as large as a movie theatre screen.

There was look of embarrassment on his face as she shrugged and said, "This one isn't doing as well. Which was why I needed the trip to get away."

"I love this place," John whispered as he turned slowly in a circle to take in everything. "I ... wow."

"Let me get you guys upstairs so you can wash up and get settled in. I'm cooking us dinner."

"There's more?" Lily laughed. "Holy shit..."

He had a lift to the second floor in the corner. It wasn't an elevator because it wasn't enclosed, but the wide platform carried them to the second floor just the same. When they stepped into the open area, John saw it was divided between a sprawling home office and a comfortable bedroom. The bathroom appeared to be a stone square set off by itself in one corner.

"Gorgeous," Lily whispered. "There's just the one bed?" she asked with an arched tone. "Just what kind of girl do you think I am?"

"The best kind," he said and kissed her warmly. John stepped close and embraced them both, kissing her first, then kissing Frank for the first time since he arrived. She touched their backs while the heat built between them, the kisses turning to nuzzles and nips as both men confirmed the connection they still felt.

"Sorry," John whispered. "Got carried away."

"I'm not complaining." Frank pulled back with a grin. "Let me show you were you can put your things."

Frank had a entire dresser and armoire empty for them next to his own. It looked like the same design, but they were obviously newly installed from the bits of sawdust and cardboard in the corners. He'd gone to a great deal of trouble to make them feel welcome and Lily was practically dancing as she put her things away.

"You didn't have to do all this," John said quietly. "I'd have been fine putting my suitcase on a chair."

"I want you to feel at home." The embarrassed look was back, making him look even more attractive. He lowered his voice to a whisper, "It's nothing, really."

"Thanks," John said as they put his clothes away together.


Sitting on barstools at the large metal table in the kitchen, John sipped his Shiner Bock while Lily and Frank were busy chopping and cooking dinner.

"Are you sure there's nothing I can do?" John asked, feeling a little useless right at that moment.

"I'm just making a salad. If it makes you feel better you can rub my shoulders while I'm working." Lily wiggled her shoulders with an expectant look in his direction.

John chuckled as he got up to carry his beer over towards her. She was like a whirlwind, he decided. She blew into your life and turned everything upside down, but you ended up thanking her for the experience somehow. He put the beer down, rubbed his hands together to warm them, the began to kneed the muscles in her shoulders and neck. She had showered and changed into a light green dress with thin straps.

"Oh, a little harder please," she whispered as he dug in with his thumbs. "That's it, right there. Just keep working out that kink."

Frank glanced over with an amused grin at the two of them. "Don't get so distracted you accidentally add some meat to the salad."

"I'm being careful," she said, gesturing with the knife. "I just want you to know I'm resisting the urge to thank you again, Frank."

"Isn't that the same as thanking me, which I've begged you both to stop doing?"

"Not at all," she replied. "I have lots of urges I resist. Would you like to hear about them?"

"Sure," he said as he lifted the lid to check the chicken breasts.

"Well, for the last hour or so I've resisted the urge to take your clothes off and have you for supper. And right now I'm resisting the urge to climb up on this table so John, here, can have his way with me. See? Totally under control."

"I'd oblige, but that chicken is smelling pretty good." John said as he moved the thin straps from her shoulders that kept getting in the way. She hummed deep and rolled her neck as he continued the massage.

"It's almost ready," Frank said and stirred another pot next to it. "So is the fettuccine." He got out three plates, utensils, napkins and arranged them at the table while Lily finished the salad. "John, would you get the two bottles of the pinot grigio out of the fridge. The glasses are over there." He pointed to a chrome and glass hutch full of fine china and crystal.

Frank brought over a platter with the fettuccine and chicken. The sauce was a reduction of butter, lemon, and wine with capers sprinkled in for good measure. Once they had their plates loaded, Frank took his glass of wine and held it up to them.

"To a great week," he said as they all touched glasses and drank.

"I have a confession," Lily said after they'd all had a sip. "Good wine, by the way." She put her glass down and looked at the men on either side of her. "I may have to leave Sunday night."

"Oh no," Frank said with a real touch of disappointment. "Why?"

"Work," she said with a shrug. "I do training and product promotion at events and one of my coworkers is sick. If she doesn't get well I'll have to go in her place."

"I hope it's nothing serious," John said.

She shook her head. "Just a virus, but I got the heads up as I was leaving." When she took a bite of the chicken, she squinted and moaned. "Oh my God, this is so fucking amazing."

"Thanks," Frank said with a smile. "Well, at least you'll get to come to the club and hear us tomorrow."

"I figured we'd be rehearsing tonight," John said, feeling a little nervous about the whole thing.

"No, but we will be tomorrow afternoon at our little practice place. One nice thing about the club is their house keyboard and drums are good enough that the only things we have to move are the bass and guitar amps." He ate another bite and raised a finger until he swallowed. "We have an extra amp you can use, so don't worry about that."

"I've been working the set list with a fake-book, but without hearing your arrangements I don't know what I'll play exactly."

"It's cool. Gary is the other guitarist and he's mostly a chord kind of guy. You can either play along with him or cut loose like you did that first night at the resort." He chuckled to himself. "You rocked it. That was when I knew I was losing the fight." His smile turned wistful and he glanced up to nod at John.

Lily teased his hair and laughed. "I loved that look on John's face when you corrected that old couple who thought you were singing to me!"

"Yeah." Frank looked away. "By the way, my friends don't know anything yet."

"It's cool, we barely know. I told my buddy Stephen about you both, but I didn't give him any details at all."

Frank gave a relieved sigh. "I was worried you might not understand."

"We've got time," John said feeling more than a little relieved himself.

"Don't worry fellas," Lily laughed. "I'll be your beards."

"Our what?" Frank asked, looking up confused.

"Your beards. You know, the girl you hide behind so no one will know what's up." She was looking at them with her eyebrows wrinkled. "You've never heard of the term?"

Both men shook their heads. "Never thought about it before," Franks said with a shrug. "Makes sense I guess."

"Thanks, Lily," John said and bumped her shoulder. "How can we ever repay you?" His amused tone implied he already knew and Lily's wink confirmed it.

"Look, I had an idea I wanted to run by you guys." She took the last bite of her salad and put down her fork. "You know I'm not looking for anything from you besides fun, right?"

"Yeah," Frank said and his eyes met John's briefly. They had discussed her privately and both agreed they enjoyed her company enough to include her.

"I never thought I'd say this, but I'm getting tired of rolling the dice with new guys. Before I met you guys, I had a string of bad ones. Nothing bad enough for PTSD, but it with everyone getting older it's just not as much fun as it used to be."

"It's funny you say that," Frank said. John was reminded of conversations he and Frank had the day they all met. John had had a bad breakup that took the wind out of his sails and Frank said he'd never seemed to be able to stay with a girl longer than a month. "I've been having the same kind of problems from the other direction. I hate dating younger girls because they usually have nothing of interest to say and the older ones have expectations I'm not ... comfortable with."

"Exactly," she nodded sagely. "I have so many friends my age on the prowl for someone to settle down with. Bio clocks and all that. Anyway, I was wondering how you'd both feel about keeping me around for laughs. I can tell you two have something special, but I had the best time with you on the trip."

John laughed to himself and nodded. "We actually talked about this."

"Are you kiddin' me?" she asked, looking at back and forth in open-mouthed shock.

Frank picked it up. "We think you're great, and not because of the beard thing. You helped us ... get together. We're not sure we'd have been able to work it out without you. Whatever we have, it's even nicer with you around. We hoped you'd want to keep things going."

"Are you sure you don't mind? I swear I don't want to get in the way." Lily was practically dancing on her stool.

"Yeah, we're sure." John confirmed as she hugged them both.

"Great, because there's this other little thing on my bucket list I wanted to try and you two guys would be perfect for it."


After the dishwasher was churning on the dinner dishes, Frank grabbed the neck of the second bottle of wine and led the way to the lift. Lily's idea had them all considering the logistics.

"So me on my back, you on me at the edge of the bed, and Frank behind you?" John was trying to figure how it could possibly all come together. "All at the same time?"

"I've never done it with anyone back there," she blushed. "I just know I want to try it."

"How do you know you'll like it?" Frank asked, the filled his glass back up.

Lily grinned at them both, then turned around to lift her dress. Nestled between her cheeks was a glittering green gem. John couldn't resist reaching over to run his fingertips along her cheeks and brush across it's shiny surface.

"It's like a secret I keep to myself. I've never trusted anyone I've been with enough to let them do it."

"I'm willing to try anything once," Frank said. "Especially if it makes you happy."

"The prep isn't exactly romantic, but hopefully we'll all enjoy the experience. I hope so anyway."

She walked across the room lifting the dress off over her head. Naked, she padded with bare feet into the bathroom with it draped over her shoulder, the green gem winking as her ass wiggled.

"What an amazing ass," Frank muttered as his eyes followed her.

"As you'll soon discover," John chuckled and pulled his shirt off over his head.

Frank ran his fingers across John's back and shoulders, then came around to help with the belt and zipper on his pants. Letting them fall on their own, he stepped in to kiss and stroke his growing shaft. "I missed you."

"I still want you," John whispered in wonder as Frank kissed along his jaw.

"Good," Frank said. He allowed John to lift his own short off while he dropped his own pants and kicked them towards the bed. "Come prove it."

John felt the bed behind his knees and fell back with his arms spread wide. "I could get used to this," he muttered as Frank ran his hands up from his knees.

Crawling up on top, Frank kissed his way up until they could rub their bodies together. Feeling Frank's hard shaft rubbing along his own made him bite his lip. Pushing against each other Frank hummed and hissed as the friction warmed them both to boiling.

The bed shook as Lily climbed up to watch them. "Don't stop," she whispered with wide eyes.

"I wanna fuck something," Frank growled as he bit John's chin. John felt his breath hitch at his words.

Lily touched his shoulder and whispered, "I'm ready now if you are."

Frank kissed him one more time then backed up to let Lily move around to roll the condom over John's erect cock, then Frank's before adding lube on his as well. She climbed over John and pushed back until he was deep inside her pussy.

When Frank stepped between John's knees he touched Lily's back before slowly pressing himself against her ass. Feeling Frank's cock from inside Lily was the strangest thing John had ever experienced. Lily gasped, pulling the bed sheets in her fists and pressing herself back against him.

"So full," Lily whispered. "So good."

She controlled the pace, but it took some coordination to get everyone moving at the same time. She was holding her breath from the intensity almost at once. When she shuddered from the impact of her first orgasm, John could feel her muscles squeezing. It must have been more intense for Frank because he groaned and put his hand on her shoulder to stop her.

"Just a second," he whispered. "I'm too close now."

Waiting until Frank had recovered, the three of them began the slow dance again. Lily began to sweat, so Frank blew cool air down between them.

"That was nice," she whispered. "Would you do it again?"

His answer was to blow between her breasts as she lifted slightly. Frank was touching her back as he moved, running his fingers lightly over her back as they brought her over the edge again. While she was in the throws of her orgasm, Frank touched John's hands resting on her hips.

Looking at each other as she recovered, John whispered, "I feel you in there."

"Me too," he said. "That's part of what's making this so hard for me to hold back."

"I'm ready for you two to finish," Lily said. "I wonder if we can all end together."

"When she goes, we go?" Frank suggested with a grin.

"I'll do my best," John chuckled.

"Don't laugh!" Frank and Lily said together in a panic, making them all laugh which created the most interesting feelings inside her. Frank kept biting his lip until they calmed.

"Okay," she said. "I'm still close. Let's try this."

Starting the dance a third time, John kissed her lips while Frank entwined their fingers together. He felt deeply connected to both of them as Lily began to gasp and hold her breath. There was a warning moan then she let go for the third time. Frank sighed as he finally let himself join her. Feeling them both going was all it took for John to push deep inside and spend himself along with them.

Frank was the first to withdraw with a happy snort. "Holy shit, that was hot."

"Thank you," Lily panted as she covered John's face with kisses. "It was perfect." She slid off to the side and stood to kiss Frank as well. "Let's get cleaned up and relax for a while. I want to snuggle on that nice big bed."

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