Deaf, Dumb & Blind

Her legs came up by the side of my thighs as I pushed in deeper and felt her inside muscles begin to flex themselves round my shaft and I began to fuck her. She was wet, hot and rather slack, nowhere near as tight as Tony had been, but this I didn't know at the time as I moved myself in and out in my fucking.

She crooned away as I shafted her, her fingers digging into my back as I humped away, her legs tightening themselves against me.

'Harder! Harder. I'm coming,' she cried out, and I began ramming myself at her, mashing our pubics together as she began to buck beneath me and making me start to come inside her. I think we both came at the same time, me shooting my load as she had her orgasm, and I think we both shuddered at our release and I fell back on top of her as she held me tight to our now sweaty chests.

She gave out a small cry as I pulled out of her, recalling that it now sounded just like the noise I made when Tony pulled out of me earlier, and realised that it was because of the loss of a male organ that had just given one pleasure.

We quickly got dressed and after another swift but passionate kiss, we returned to the ball, and that was my only recollection of having fucked a woman. I never did see her again.

Remembering this while lying alongside Tony, gave me another erection and also thought of the difference in the fucking of a woman and that of a man, the latter being tighter, giving you more feeling in the fucking, but also her cry of loss at the withdrawal. The same kind of loss that I had felt when Tony had pulled out of me and felt that I would like to have him fuck me again.

I moved down the bed and found that he was up and hard again and guessed that he was of the same mind as me. I felt his body stiffen when I took his balls into my mouth and rolled them around in their sac, loving the reaction. On releasing them, I nibbled away at the underside of his shaft, slowly moving up until I was gently chewing on the head of his erection. It was only a quick suck that I gave the head before moving right back up to kiss him.

'Will you fuck me again?' I whispered into his ear, something I never dreamed of ever saying to another man. I felt his finger give me a big tick on my back and so I rolled off of him and let him get another condom as I got myself up onto my knees to be ready for him.

As he got back onto the bed behind me, I shivered again and still flinched as I felt the cream being put in place before his hands came up onto my hips. I flinched again when I felt the head of his cock touch and press up to my backside and took in a deep breath and tried to force my body to relax.

It was with one big push that I felt him expand my ring piece and had him enter me for the second time, loving the feel of his hard cock slide smoothly inside till his thighs came up tight to the cheeks of my bum. What a lovely feeling of having that throbbing lump of flesh beating a small tattoo to my insides and squeezed him with the one muscle I had there. Then came the pleasure of feeling him move himself backwards and forwards, his cock moving in the same way, giving me an inordinate thrill at having this done to me again

I crooned again as he shafted me, smoothly moving his cock in and out of me until I felt his fingers tighten themselves on my hips as he began to pull me back to his forward thrusts, ramming himself tighter to my backside as he started to come, his hips just jerking away as he did so.

I could hear his rasping breath as he leaned over me when he'd finished and felt a few drops of sweat drop onto my lower back. I tried to hold him there with my muscle as I felt him begin to pull out, giving out that little cry as the head finally slipped out.

'Get the condom off and let me suck you,' I gasped, wanting his cock back inside me, even if it was only the head, I wanted it and wanted the taste of him. He was quickly off the bed and I heard the rustle of the tissues he used to pull it off of himself and then felt the head of his cock touch my lips and I opened my mouth and took the head in, the foreskin having rolled right back and got that taste I wanted, sucking out the last of his coming. I licked him clean and gave the head a last kiss before getting up and sitting back on my heels, my own cock really throbbing now and wanting to fuck and give him the same pleasure he had just given me.

It didn't take long for him to get on the bed and give my cock a quick suck before rolling a condom down over my shaft and move on the bed into the right position. Knowing what to do now, shuffled up between his open legs until my cock touched him and felt again his fingers guide me to the right place.

I now appreciated the difference as I pushed myself into that tight backside as opposed to the slackness of a vagina, feeling the head being compressed and the all round pressure as the shaft filled him till I was fully inside and my thighs tight up against the cheeks of his bum.

I now knew that I did in fact love Tony, loved having him suck and fuck me and able to do the same to him as I began to move and fuck him. It was only as I was moving myself in and out of him did I realise, having handled his erection, that he wasn't as big as me in that department and wondered if he got more of a thrill with me being somewhat bigger than him. Not having had another man fuck me, I couldn't tell, but his was big enough to give me pleasure. I really did like the sucking and fucking of him and gave myself up to the joy of what I was now doing and came with some rather hard ramming of his backside.

I didn't realise how exertive it was until I leaned over his back, feeling the sweat drop off my forehead, panting as though I'd just run a mile in under four minutes. His muscle fought against the withdrawal of my cock and I'm sure that if he could utter a sound, he would have given out the same cry that I did at the loss of a throbbing cock from the backside.

I fell back onto my heels, still panting as I pulled free from the tight hole of his backside, feeling him move off the bed and a moment later having the condom pulled off and him sucking on me.

'Let's have a shower,' I said when he'd finished licking on me, 'for we're both rather sweaty,' and got off the bed and made my way into the bathroom, managing to get there without walking into the wall. I even managed to unerring find the sliding door of the shower cubicle okay and stepped inside. One thing I was very pleased about was that it was big enough for both of us to get in there, and had Tony get in with me.

With the spray on, we could use the hand dispenser to get the liquid soap out and both had the pleasure of soaping and washing each other, each taking an inordinately long time of attending to the genitals. We found out later that it was even possible for one of us to kneel down and give the other a blow job whilst in there though not for a fuck.

After carefully drying each other, we returned to the bedroom to get dressed, well me, for Tony put on his dressing gown and went back to his own room to get dressed. Dressing for me whilst in the flat consisted of just a pair of shorts, going out of the apartment was different.

Which we did later, after breakfast. We went off to the college of sorts for our lessons. Mine being Braille and for the others it was to learn the hand signals that deaf people use to communicate with each other, these being for two hours in the morning. We would have a snack lunch in their canteen before another two hours session in the afternoon before returning home, sometimes doing some shopping on the way.

This then became our daily routine for five days a week though I got fed up with my lessons and didn't go to finish my course but stayed at home. Because I missed out on the exercise of walking out, decided and got the other two to buy me an exercise machine. One with the moving foot belt that you could jog on. It didn't take me long to know where all the different buttons were on the console, and I had it installed in my bedroom. This I would use then for an hour each morning while they were at the college. Being on my own for the rest of the day, I soon got used to making myself coffee and something to eat from the fridge.

I would quite often sit out on the balcony to listen to one of the audio books and if the sun was good, strip off naked and just lie there in the sun.

I went and over done it one day by falling asleep and got really sunburnt all down the front of my body. Tony, bless him, laid me out on my bed and covered my front with a soothing cream. This meant that for the next couple of nights, we could only have sex with us standing up, being bent over a chair and being fucked in this position.

It was just as good in this position as doing it on the bed on your knees. Tony would now spend every night in my bed, only coming in when Bernie had gone to his room for the night, and would leave before he got up for breakfast.

Bernie, it appeared, got a girl friend of sorts whilst at the college and quite a few times left Tony to come home alone but he would turn up later for dinner. Then after a few weeks, began to go out after dinner which was a bit of a drag for Tony and myself in respect of Tony being unable to come into my bed until he returned home. Though with him not being in the apartment meant that Tony and I could have sex in the lounge. Here we christened each piece of furniture. One place that was good was the coffee table in front of the fire. It was just the right height to lie on your back with the legs up high, resting on the shoulders of the other as we fucked. It was a good position, lying there like that, his hands round my thighs as he kept pulling me back onto him as his cock slid in and out of me. The only disappointing thing about having it this way was that even though he could see the expressions on my face, I couldn't see the joy he was getting when he was fucking me.

*

One morning, I got up, leaving Tony still asleep in the bed, and went off to the kitchen to make us both a cup of coffee. He had found in a shop, a small tray that had indentations inside so that you could carry special mugs that fitted into these slots so that I could carry these cups without spilling them. Even if I did, the coffee would stay in the tray and not land on the carpet.

Well, I went off to the kitchen and over to the cupboard to get the tray out when I heard a strange voice speak.

'Good morning. You must be Bryan.'

I gasped and whirled round, dropping the tray for it was a woman's voice speaking and there was I bollock naked. Panic set in and I stumbled across the kitchen to get out. With my whirling round as I had done, I was not in the right position to know exactly where the door was. I moved quite fast but hit a chair and went arse over tit, almost knocking myself out as my head hit the edge of the door. Not being sure what happened next, I can only say what Tony wrote on me later.

He heard my cry as I hit the door and getting out of bed, put on his dressing gown and rushed into the kitchen. Here he found me lying on the floor with my head in the lap of this woman, who turned out to be the girl that Bernie had brought home the night before and her name was Margaret.

Between the two of them, they got me to my feet and helped me up and got my staggering body back into my room. Here they got me onto the bed and she told Tony to go as she would see to me. There was nothing he could say, so he left though he did look in later. She must have got a wet flannel from the bathroom for I started to slowly come round as she gently sponged the huge bump that had blossomed out on my forehead.

I know I heard the whisper of her gown as she moved and the next thing I knew, she was getting into the bed with me, naked, for I felt her breast against my arm.

'There, there Bryan,' she said stroking my head with this flannel. 'You'll be alright soon.' Her hand moved down my chest and began to stroke my penis. Now what with her doing that and feeling her tit move against my chest, started to get an erection. 'My, you are a big boy, aren't you,' she said as my cock was now up big enough for her to grasp and move the skin up and down.

Before I knew it, she was astride of my body and I felt my erection being enclosed inside her body as she sank down on it. I couldn't help but gasp, my mind still in a whirl at having her in this position. With her sitting on my thighs with my cock throbbing inside her, she took hold of my hands and raised them up to her tits and mashed them hard against them as she began to move up and down, fucking herself on my erection. All I could do was mould her tits myself as she rode on top of me, exciting my balls enough for to finally come inside her. I could feel her shuddering on top of me as I came and I'm sure she had an orgasm for I could feel a moment later, fluid seeping down the inside of my thighs to coat my balls.

Tony knew this for he had come into the bedroom and had watched as she fucked herself on my cock. He knew that she couldn't hear him because she was in the same class for deaf people. So he saw the whole performance and by being behind the girl, standing near the door, she couldn't see that he was there in the room.

She only knew of his presence when he gave her a hefty smack on the backside. I heard the slap and her cry of alarm and felt her suddenly rise up, my erection falling out to a wet sucking sound as her vagina had squeezed itself tight around my cock at the sudden shock of the slap. My cock smacked onto my stomach as she fell off the bed to another cry from her and Tony told me later that he had thrown her dressing gown at her and had pointed to the door, pushing her after she had got up, out of the bedroom, grasping her gown. He slammed the door after her and came over to the bed and to my surprise felt him lift up my still hard cock and take the head into his mouth and suck on me.

He told me later that he didn't like seeing her take advantage of his lover this way and so kicked her out of the room. Also that with him then sucking on me was the only way that he was ever going to get the taste of a woman. I couldn't object to this for I liked him sucking on me, even though it wasn't really his place to say who I could have a fuck with or not, but I could see his reasoning and therefore didn't say anything.

After sucking me clean, he went to the cupboard in the kitchen where one of them had thoughtfully bought a bottle of witch hazel which he then used to treat the large lump on my forehead. He also wrote on my chest that it wasn't my fault that the woman had taken the advantage with me.

That was the last we saw of Margaret, for Tony told, in his fashion, Bernie what had happened and it was him that kicked her out even though he had fucked her himself the night before. It was just that he thought her a slut for going and having sex with me when she should have only been with him.

I stayed in bed for the rest of the day, being pampered by Tony and not going off to class with Bernie that day. Mind you, Tony also took advantage of me with us being in the apartment alone for during the afternoon, I was up and ready and had the joy of being behind him with my cock stuck up inside him to get rid of the excess sperm that I had in my balls.

He got rid of his too by pushing himself into me and giving me the pleasure as well by having him soothingly shaft me.

*

Life went on with the three of us in harmony with each other and it still continued to be so, even after Bernie found out about us two.

It was one morning. Tony and I woke up and we kissed each other a good morning that became rather passionate and both of us were up and hard with the need of wanting to use the erections we had. We had laid in plenty of condoms and Tony used one now before getting back onto the bed behind me and giving us both the pleasure of him pushing himself into me and fucking me like a rabbit, really moving himself hard and fast into me as he gripped my hips tight when he came. I really loved him when he was fucking me, both of us enjoying the process and then it was my turn to have him.

He rolled the condom down on my shaft and got into position and I didn't need his fingers now for my cock now knew exactly where it had to go and unerring found its target and I pushed myself up into his backside. I was just getting into the rhythm of fucking him when I heard the bedroom door open and I froze.

'Bryan. I....er....I. Sorry,' he stuttered, seeing me up on my knees with Tony's thighs tight up to mine with him knowing exactly what was going on. 'Sorry. I...I'll see you later,' and heard the door close as he left. It was the first time that he had ever come into my room without knocking first, but it wouldn't have made any difference I don't think. But it had happened now and there was nothing I could do about it.

Tony, on having heard the door open and hearing Bernie speak, had turned his head and seen the shock on Bernie's face and was also frozen in place like I was. With the door closing, he started to move forward but I stopped him by gripping his hips hard and pulling him back onto me. My cock had wilted somewhat with Bernie's entrance but just this action brought it up hard again.

'Too late now Tony,' I said, moving myself again in and out of his backside. 'We'll talk to him later,' and so carried on in my fucking of him till I came and had the release that I needed.

I slowly pulled out of that cavern of joy and went off to the toilet and used some toilet paper to pull off the condom and drop it into the toilet pan. I cleaned my teeth and washed before having a pee while Tony did the same at the basin. Not peeing, but washing himself, he used the pan later for that.

I got dressed in a pair of shorts which was now the only thing I wore while at home as I heard Tony pull on his dressing gown and went we off to the kitchen to face Bernie.

I could now manoeuvre myself quite confidently from my bedroom to the kitchen and went and sat down at my usual place. I knew Bernie was there and could smell coffee and felt a mug being pushed against my hand by him as I heard Tony sit down at his place.

'Thanks Bernie,' I said before having a sip of coffee.

'About...About this morning Bryan,' he began, with a slight stutter. 'I'm sorry I barged in like that. I'm sorry. I just didn't realise...realise that...that you and Tony.....'

I tapped the table and pointed to where, roughly I knew the pad was and made a writing motion which was for Tony to write down what I was going to say to Bernie. This was our usual method and it always took a little time for I spoke slowly for this to be written for Bernie to read.

'Don't worry about it, for I'm now glad that it's out in the open. Yes. Tony and I are lovers.' There. I'd finally got it off my chest for I'd been wondering how and when I could tell Bernie.

He spoke again after reading what I had said. 'How long have... have you been...lovers?'

'Since the old flat when we had to share that sofa bed. It...it wasn't something that I intended, but, well, it happened.' I went on to tell him that Tony had fallen in love with me at first sight when I joined the regiment, without me knowing this, and it wasn't until we were forced to sleep in the same bed that he told me this and, well, I came to love him too. Not just because he was my eyes but also came to love him as a person and, well, there was only by us joining could I show my love for him.

'I hope this doesn't cause you any problems, moral or otherwise?' I said, having to wait till he had read the previous bits and then for him to read this other added part.

'No. No. No problem there for me,' he stuttered with a little laugh, 'as long as I'm not asked to join in.'

'I wouldn't dream of asking you to,' I told him and waited till he spoke again and found that it was an extra piece for Bernie from Tony.