All characters are over 18 years old.
I left Ronny's place later that evening. Each time I went there was a new and wonderful experience. I marveled at how much thought Ronny had put into all of this. First my birthday, then this evening with Ian and Taylor.
I was getting myself worked up as I drove back home. I had to keep adjusting myself in the car. I texted Ronny when I got home.
Jonny: "Hey Ronny, I'm home. Thanks again for an incredible evening. <3"
Ronny: "Of course, buddy. Glad you made it home safely. Slave restrictions are off until we meet up again. Feel free to 'enjoy yourself' as much as you want. I'll be in touch. Love you."
Jonny: "Thanks! Love you! See you soon."
Wow. I was off the leash, so to speak. I knew the first thing that I wanted to do. After going into the house, I went right to my room. It looked like my parents were asleep, so as long as I was quiet, I'd be OK. I locked my bedroom door just in case.
I immediately took off all of my clothes and grabbed my birthday gift from the top shelf of my closet. I opened it and took out the pair of Ronny's underwear, socks, and the container of his jizz. I put on his underwear and laid down on my bed.
Bringing his socks to my nose and mouth I began to rub my hardening cock through the fabric of his underwear. The thought of adding my precum to his underwear was getting me rock hard. The smell of his socks was firing up the pleasure center in my brain. Fuck, I was loving this.
I remembered the events of the evening which brought me close to the edge. I had cum at least twice already and I couldn't get enough. My cock was sore from all of the attention tonight but I didn't care. I had permission and I wasn't going to waste a single moment.
I rolled myself over onto my stomach and put a pillow underneath me. I rubbed myself against it as I continued to inhale the scent of Ronny's socks. I thrust my hips faster and faster until I came in Ronny's underwear, then rolled over, stripped them off and licked my cum out of them. The taste and smell of my cum mixed with the smell of his underwear was incredible.
I reached over and opened the container that Ronny had given me. I emptied its contexts drinking it greedily. Fuck, that was good. Salty, sweet, tangy. I was going to have to ask for a refill for times when I couldn't drink from the source.
I put the socks and underwear back in their plastic bags. I knew that each time I took them out they would lose some of their smell. I wanted to preserve them for as long as possible.
I laid back down and thought about how far things had come since my 18th birthday. Not only had I finally had sex with my brother, but I'd also had my first orgy/gang bang. As I drifted off to sleep, I wondered what Ronny had in store for me next.
The next few days passed in relative quiet. On Wednesday, I got a text from Ronny asking if I could make it to his apartment again on Friday night. Fortunately, one of my co-workers was always looking for extra shifts, so it was easy to get the night off again.
Friday night arrived. I was excited and nervous about what might lie again. I made sure that I was cleaned and prepped for whatever may happen. As had become the routine of late, I told my parents that I was going to Ronny's and drove over.
I entered the apartment and immediately took my clothes off. I knew the rules. The apartment was arranged as it had been last week, except for a couple of details. The lighting was no longer red and the tarp was covered in newspaper.
Ronny came over to greet me, pulling me into a hug. As usual, he smelled fantastic. I buried my nose in the crook between his neck and shoulder and inhaled deeply.
"Hey, you smell good." I said to him by way of greeting.
"You always think that." Ronny laughed. "Come on, we've got to get you ready." He said and lead me to his room.