Joe Danny and Me

NOTE TO READERS: I'm back! I'm sorry it's taken so long to do the next part, but I hope you enjoy. A big thanks to everyone who enjoyed Pts. 1 & 2, and I hope you've stuck around!

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"I wonder what they're doing right now," I thought, torturing myself as I lay in bed. Today was the day that Danny met up with Michelle, and I could think of nothing else. Part of me, the friend part, was hoping everything was going well. But the lover part was in a cocoon of fear, wondering if the first time I got to bounce in his lap was also the last. I looked across my room at the small pile of cardboard boxes on the floor. In them lay the tools needed for the 'Phase Danny' part of my plan. But first, to 'Phase Joe'.

My plan was to help my friends get their girls, but also get a little something myself too. Phase Danny relied mostly on how his date with Michelle goes. If it's a complete winner, my plan may be in jeopardy. But I couldn't live with myself if I didn't try.

Phase Joe was also uncertain, but I had a lot more confidence in this one. Mostly thanks to my connection with Becky.

So, Becky is a good friend of mine. We chat often, and we've also fucked on a couple of occasions. Obviously, that was back in the days where I'd hunt solely for girls. However, I had a feeling that Becky would love the new me, especially due to her inclination towards girls.

Becky is also best friends with Rachel, the object of Joe's every desire. Becky had told me of a house party going down tonight at another girl's place, and both her and Rachel would be there. Part one of Phase Joe is already good to go: Joe and I are both going to the party.

"I'm just leaving now mate," Joe declares over the phone. "Are you sure about this, Darren? I mean I wouldn't even know what to say to her."

"It'll be fine," I assured him. "You'll hit it off, no problem."

I had every confidence that Joe and Rachel would be fine. I'd told him the other day of how Rachel looks at him, and that was not from my own observation. Her best friend, Becky, was the one who told me. She'd also said how Rachel confided that Joe was often the lead role in her fantasies when she spent time to herself. Just the ammo I needed to get Joe and Rachel together. But that didn't mean I was done with him.

Becky was waiting outside when I eventually got to the house. It seemed I had arrived before Joe. I met Becky with a kiss on the cheek.

"Hey babes," she greeted. We got chatting away as we waited for Joe. I couldn't help but look her over as we chatted away. She was wearing a silky red jumpsuit, which hang perfectly over her hot, curvy body, and showed off plenty of her tanned legs. Despite my recent affinity for a hard dick, it seemed she could still get me going. I could tell she knew I was checking her out, as she constantly adjusted herself, flicking her hair back and brushing her hand across my arm. It wasn't long before she started making her intentions clear.

"I'll have you know that I've saved myself this evening," she remarked. "I've usually cum on my toy at least five times at this point. I hope I'm getting something out of this party?"

"Don't worry," I replied with a wink. "I have something in mind." Little did Becky know. Phase Joe involved her too.

By some strange coincidence, or perhaps a sign of fate, Joe arrived just as Rachel came out of the party house looking for us. She looked amazing in a tight blue dress, which ended just low enough to keep her modesty. Her silky legs shone above a pair of matching blue high heels. Joe looked the smartest I've perhaps ever seen him, wearing a tailored blazer over a light blue shirt and the skinniest jeans I've seen on him. Or perhaps they were his regular jeans. I'd never really paid attention until now.

I couldn't help but notice Joe's crotch twitch a little at the sight of Rachel. I licked my lips a little as I saw his bulge begin to form.

Becky took control of the silence as she ushered us all into the party house. I stuck close to Becky, recognising people as I walked through, but not really knowing anyone. It wasn't long before we all had a drink in and collapsed onto one of the sofas.

Becky and I laughed and chatted away, leaving Joe and Rachel to get along with it on the opposite sofa. I took regular glances across to check everything was okay. They seemed to be getting on just fine.

"So what's this plan, then?" Becky enquired as she ran a hand along my thigh. My cock began to twitch at both Becky's touch, and the thought of my plan taking effect.

"You'll find out," I teased.

As the night went on, I noticed Rachel getting a bit more touchy-feely with Joe, laughing as she falls into his lap. He was loving it.

"This is it," I thought. "Time to begin Phase Joe."

As we finished our drinks, I'd convinced the other three to head back to my place and carry on our own little private party from there. I fumbled around the keyhole, eventually slotting the key in and letting us all in. I escorted them straight up to the bedroom and retrieved a few drinks from the mini fridge.

I allowed the girls to make themselves comfortable on the bed, whilst I sat on the floor next to the beanbag, where Joe sat. As we sat and drank, I could see Becky glancing towards me, waiting to see what my plan was. She was clearly getting a bit hot, as she carressed her thighs and bit her lip when she knew I was looking.

"Who fancies playing a little game?" I ask, gauging the room. Becky's eyes light up, knowing that this was clearly a way into some naughty fun. She decides to play along.

"How about Spin the Bottle?" she suggests.

"Ooh that sounds fun!" Rachel agrees. Joe gulps nervously, not sure where this was all leading. Little did they all know, Phase Joe was coming together.

"I have a better idea," I return playfully. "Let's play a game called Copycat."

Becky looks at me, now feeling unsure herself.

"How does it work?"

"Well," I explain, "Whatever Joe and I do...you have to copy."

Becky struggled to contain her surprise. She had no idea what this would entail, but she seemed eager to find out. Joe looks to me, confused and vulnerable. I've never seen him look at me that way. I assume part of it was how he'd look in front of Rachel, and part of him remembers what had happened between us the other day.

"Let's do it," Becky says, hands back on her thighs.

I pull myself closer to Joe. I feel Becky and Rachel's eyes burning into us, eager to see where this goes.

"Darren, are you sure this is a good idea?" Joe whispers. "I dont want Rachel to get the wrong ide-"

Before Joe could finish speaking, I pull him in as our lips meet. I hold his neck with both hands as I separate his lips with my tongue. His tongue accepts mine as we embrace each other. For a moment, I forget the two girls are in the room watching us. It feels like Joe has done the same.

We break our kiss and turn our attention to the girls. Becky struggles to hold her jaw together at the sight of what had just happened, but happy obliges as she puts a hand on Rachel's thigh, gaining her attention. Rachel smiles as Becky inches closer. Rachel's tongue is already out, ready to receive Becky. Joe is unable to stop himself from adjusting his growing bulge as he takes in the sight before him.

As the girls finish with each others mouths, they turn back to us. Time to take things up a notch.

I return to Joe's mouth as my hands fumble for the catch on his jeans. As our tongues dance with each other, I release his now rock hard member from his jeans and take it into my hand. I hear moans from multiple directions, my hand taking long, sensual strokes on his dick. I open an eye towards the girls to see that they've already begun reciprocating. Becky's tongue was back in Rachel's mouth, her hand slipping in underneath Rachel's dress.

I release Joe and pull him up off the beanbag. I let his jeans and boxers fall to his ankles as I push him onto the bed next to the girls. Time for round three.

I drop to my knees and take Joe's dick into my mouth. I feel Becky shuffle off the bed and onto her knees beside me. As I briefly come up for air, I take in the sight of Becky removing Rachel's thong, lifting her dress up to reveal her hairless pussy, as smooth and silky as her long legs. I feel Becky's hand wrap my cock as she softly scrapes her tongue along Rachel's pussy lips, all the way up to her clit. Rachel lets out a loud groan as she opens herself to Becky. I return to Joe's throbbing cock, drooling over it as I succumb to Becky's quickening pace on my own hard member. Becky and I match our rhythms on our partners, picking up pace as I take more of Joe into my wet mouth, whilst Becky's tongue gets lost in Rachel's moist hole.

I hear muffled moans above me as Joe and Rachel tongue each other, getting lost in the euphoria brought on by our handiwork. I return the favour for Becky, slipping a hand into her panties as I plant kisses on Joe's wet shaft. I love the feel of the lace against the back of my hand as I grab a wet handful of Becky. I run circles around her clitoris, whilst I work my way down to Joe's balls with my mouth. I begin to suck on them delicately, letting them rest in my mouth, shifting my focus to Becky's hole. Hearing the girls moan together sends me into overdrive. I let go of Becky briefly and place my hand on hers, motioning for her to stop jerking me off, for fear that I clock out early. This is so fucking hot, I don't know how much more I'm able to take.

Becky shifts her focus entirely back to Rachel. She grabs hold of Rachel's thighs and yanks them upwards, spreading her legs into the air. She plants her face deep into Rachels soaking wet pussy, drinking everything she's being given. I decide to copy Becky this time, repeating the action on Joe's legs. I bury my face between his asscheeks, prodding at his tight asshole with my tongue. I feel his soft balls pressing on my nose as I open Joe up. His moans take on a new tone as I grab hold of his shaft, jerking him slowly as I lap up his ass. His hole looks so inviting as it moistens from my hungry tongue. Time for me to take control this time.

I return to his thick, veiny shaft, going deeper on it and slipping a finger into his warm, wet hole. Joe is now my slut. Despite hearing the girls moan alongside me, I've once again forgotten about them as I give Joe's genitals my undivided attention. I reach a hand up to his nipple, caressing him whilst I continue to work up and down on his shaft. I gradually increase my pace on his ass, going from one finger to two. I hold myself down on the base of his cock for a few seconds, trying to reach his balls with my tongue as I push as deep as I can inside him with my fingers. That move got a huge moan out of him as his precum leaks out into my mouth. The more I get a taste of his juices, the more intoxicating they become.

My mind briefly returns to the room as I notice that Becky and Rachel have swapped positions. Rachel is now on the floor beside me, cupping hold of Becky's round ass as she waits on all fours on the bed, ready for Rachel's tongue. Becky reaches a hand out and helps me work on Joe by taking his other nipple into her hand, squeezing softly. I draw little circles around the nipple that I have hold of, slowly slipping a third finger into his stretched hole.

Unable to resist him any longer, I get up off the floor, placing my aching cock towards his entrance. I rub his tight hole with my dick, moistening him further with my precum, before slowly pushing myself into him. His asshole feels so tight and snug, enveloping my shaft as I continue to enter him. Joe throws his head back with pleasure. Becky leans over and takes one of Joe's nipples into her mouth, pushing her ass back into Rachel's face.

I continue to thrust deeper into Joe, grabbing back hold of his cock and taking in the view of Rachel tongue-fucking Becky beside me. We all moan in unison from the intensifying pleasure. Phase Joe was working like a treat.

Rachel lets herself up off the floor and climbs up on top of Joe. I stop thrusting momentarily to help her lower herself onto his waiting dick. I hold Joe in place until it began to disapper into Rachel's pussy. I continue to thrust into Joe's ass, grabbing hold of Rachel's waist and helping her bounce up and down on Joe's lap. Becky jumps up off the bed and stands alongside me.

"I was not expecting this from you, you dirty animal," she whispers into my ear before nibbling on my earlobe. The sensation sends shivers down my spine. pushing me further into Joe. His moans get lost in Rachel's mouth as they embrace each other. I turn my head towards Becky and kiss her, wrapping an arm around her frame as my other hand stays put on Rachel's waist. Shockwaves pass through my body as Becky grabs hold of my nipple and pinches it, forcing me to go double time on Joe's slippery hole. Fuck, this is too much.

It appears Joe is finding himself in the same predicament, as he motions for Rachel to get off his now pulsating cock. She leaps off just in time for Joe to release a wad of thick cum over his stomach.

Joe and I make eye contact as I continue to pound away at him. His cock continues to pulsate as the cum oozes out of his glistening tip. But it's that look in his eyes. As if he's saying "Thank you". That's when I knew. It's not the two hotties alongside us. It's not just the taste of dick, the clutch his ass has on my member, the feeling of a man's tongue wrestling with mine. It was that look. I take one last thrust before I release myself inside of Joe's ass, filling him with the biggest load I could ever muster for him.

I could still taste him the next day. I lay in bed, flicking my gums with my tongue, thinking back to last night. As I shared Joe's cum with the girls after they busily lapped it up from his stomach, I could only think of one thing. They really didn't need to be there. I mean, I was glad they were, but if it were just me and Joe, it still would've been perfect. So, what does this mean? Am I bisexual? I mean, I obviously still have a thing for girls, but....the feeling I get when I'm having sex with Joe or Danny is like nothing else.

I didn't have long to ponder over labelling my sexuality before the phone rang. It was Danny.

"Hey man" he sighed softly. He usually hasn't come around from sleep properly at this time of morning, but this didn't sound like that. He sounded...dejected.

"Hey," I reply, "how was your date?"

"Eh, it was okay I guess," he replies thoughtfully, "I don't think it's gonna work though. She kept getting texts from some dude and it just- Listen mate, any chance I could come over? I know it's early but-"

"Sure!" I reply, perhaps too quickly and eagerly. Sure Danny, confide in me whilst you hold my head down on your pulsating cock, is what I was thinking. But then, I remember Phase Danny. The date didn't go well, so we can continue, but I needed a bit of time. I had to stop Danny from coming straight over.

"Sure, of course you can," I continue, "but I need to head out in a bit for a doctor's appointment. I'll be back for 11 of that's good?"

"Cool, I'll see you then."

I flung my duvet off and scurried over to my new parcels. Phase Danny is a-go. He was gonna get Michelle alright, because I was going to become her. One thing I've been a little curious about, long before my recent gay encounters, was crossdressing. Ever since Becky and I had a particularly freaky evening one time, when she made me wear her panties as we fucked. I never forgot the sensation of that material bunching up into my ass whilst I thrusted, and it felt amazing. Of course I wanted to save face at the time so I held back on displaying my enjoyment, but ever since then, I've enjoyed jerking off with a pair of panties on occasion. Sometimes I'd just wrap them around my cock, other times I'd put them all the way on. Thankfully, that meant I had a pair of Becky's stolen panties laying around here. But I'd need a bit more than that for Phase Danny.

I ripped open the cardboard to reveal a flowing, curly blonde wig, not too dissimilar to Michelle, a simple makeup set and, for my benefit more than Danny's, a buttplug. I grabbed them together along with a pair of Becky's skimpy red lace briefs and put them in a drawer, alongside my recently purchased dildo. I paused as I looked at it for a few seconds. Perhaps I could have a quick little ride before I get rea- No. There's no time for that. I closed the drawer and jumped straight into the shower.

I'd like to think I'm a fairly athletic person. As such, I stretch quite often, so I'd say I was pretty nimble when I needed to be. But nothing could prepare me for some of the positions i had to get in to fucking shave everything. I usually try and keep myself fairly neat down there, but I wanted everything gone. I twisted and contorted as best as I could to get every hair from my ass and balls, eventually taking the razor to my legs and armpits. I'd never been this hairless before. As I ran my hands down my now silky legs, my cock started to twitch a little. Now I get why girls do this, this feels amazing!

After my shower session, I quickly dried off and headed back to my new "special drawer". I went for the make-up first, pondering whether I should go straight for the butt plug, but remembering that I had zero experience in applying make-up, and didn't want the distraction of a butt plug reminding me where my g-spot was every time I moved in the chair. After a good half an hour of careful application and skipping back and for through a YouTube tutorial, I looked okay. I didn't go crazy, just some foundation, eye shadow, lipstick, and the scariest thing to apply, mascara. I had another glance in the mirror to check my work and was happy, but the transformation came when I put the wig on. When I looked properly, I could still see it was me, but the difference was incredible. I looked like a woman. I suddenly felt a pang of dread overcome me. What if this was too much? I mean, we have literally fucked at this point, but he went on a date with Michelle, it didn't work out, he has feelings for her and he's feeling let down, and now he's coming over to find me dressed up as a woman for him? One thing was certain, our friendship wasn't ever going to be the same again.

I returned to my drawer, thinking the feeling of something in my ass would take my mind off my worries. I grabbed the butt plug and applied a little lube to the top. I grabbed a little more lube, got down onto my knees and reached back, applying it softly to my ass. My cock was already hard from the shaving and applying my make up, but I felt like it grew again as I slipped a finger inside. I tilted my head back, feeling my new hair brush against my back as my finger disappeared into my ass. A puddle started to form on my bedroom floor as the precum oozed out of my throbbing cock. After a couple of minutes warming my ass up, I grabbed the buttplug and slowly presented it to my hole, feeling it gradually open me up as I pushed it in. I got up from my knees and walked around a little, feeling the plug sway to and fro as it prodded me with each step. I could feel my walk changing with it inside me, pushing my hips out as I stepped. I coild get used to this thing inside me, but I wanted more. I needed that dick.

I took a quick glance at the clock on my wall: 10:40am. I had time to get dressed but i needed to be quick. I decided to get changed in the bathroom, which would give me some extra time if I wasn't ready for Danny's arrival. I grabbed the panties, one of my Metallica t-shirts, and the final package in my parcel, a pair of fishnet tights. I felt goosebumps as my legs as I felt each bit of material touching me. The lace panties, rising up my silky legs before forming around my ass, pushing up against my plug. I tucked my dick into my panties so that it was pushed to the side. I already had a wet patch from the precum forming at the tip of my cock.