Best to read Part 1 before reading this:
Both Gil and I were quiet the rest of the way to his house. He had drunk a lot, and obviously needed to crash, and I was preoccupied by what had happened in the cabana. I couldn't quite sort out my feelings, but one of them was definitely guilt and another was shame. But there was a dash of something else, too, that I tried to suppress but eventually admitted to myself was sexual excitement. Remembering what Dan had done to me, and with me, I could not deny the thrill I felt.
Naturally that caused me to wonder whether I, who had been having surreptitious but satisfying sex with Dan's daughter for months, was really gay. I would ponder this question long and hard in the months to come, but for now I couldn't make it out. All I knew was that my cock stiffened a little every time I thought of Dan taking it in his mouth.
It was nearly 3 a.m. when we got to Gil's place, so we crept up to his room as quietly as we could. I was glad Gil's mom had fixed a bed for me on an air mattress on the floor, because I didn't want to think about what might happen if we had had to share his bed. But that didn't keep me from watching out of the corner of my eye as Gil stripped down to his boxers and slipped under the covers.
I realized with a start that I was disappointed I hadn't seen him naked, although I had seem him naked many times in the gym shower.
"What the hell is wrong with me?" I asked myself.
I stripped to my boxers, too, and slipped under the blanket. Within a minute Gil was snoring quietly, but I was wide awake, and as I did practically every night I slipped my hand into my boxers to feel my cock.
It had gone rock-hard as soon as I lay down, and with more recklessness than is usual with me I slipped off my boxers and threw the covers aside. I listened for a second to make sure Gil was still asleep, which he was, and then I began to jerk myself vigorously.
All the time I was thinking of Dan grasping my cock, and putting my hand on his cock, and then of him sucking me, and then of us jerking together into the cabana sink. Having come twice already with him I didn't expect much of a load this time, but when I came after less than 60 seconds several big drops hit me on the chin. Without thinking I scooped them up with a finger and put it in my mouth, and while it was not the first time I had tasted my semen it was the first time I had let it linger on my tongue before swallowing. Before it had always tasted bitter, but this time it tasted different. Better.
I must have fallen asleep quickly after that, because when I awoke in the morning I was still uncovered. I also had a raging boner, so as usual I started tugging at it. It was only then that I realized that I couldn't hear Gil snoring. I twisted around to look up at his bed and saw with a shock that he was watching me with a huge grin on his face.
"Nice dreams?" he asked.
I started to cover up, but he said, "Dude, have at it, I'm getting in the shower. Just don't wipe it on the sheets, okay?"
He rolled off the other side of the bed, got up and went into his bathroom, where I soon heard the sounds of pissing and flushing and then the sound of the shower being turned on.
"What the hell," I thought, and went ahead with the job.
I tried this time to think about Jenny's pert little tits and tight little pussy, but those thoughts were quickly chased away by the vision of cum spurting from the tip of Dan's cock. It was at this point, I think, where I lost hope I could ever put that encounter behind me.
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For the next couple of weeks I tried to avoid being around Dan, which meant staying away from Jenny's house. Two or three times when we were making plans to get together she invited me over, but each time I managed to come up with an alternative.
Finally, after about two weeks, I decided that further stalling might raise suspicions, so I agreed to come over one night. I was dreading a meeting with Dan, but when I got there he had gone out with his buddies for the evening, and I had a fairly relaxed dinner with Jenny and Tina. It was a warm spring night, so after dinner we sat on the porch and Tina let us have a little wine. She had had plenty before dinner, and after half an hour on the porch she excused herself and walked off tipsily to bed.
Jenny was feeling amorous, and once we were sure Tina was asleep went out to the cabana and started making out on on air mattress. Pretty soon we were both naked and she moved down to suck my cock.
It felt good of course, but I couldn't help but compare her technique to Dan's, and the comparison did her no favors. She wouldn't take more than half of it, and she wasn't nearly as active with her tongue. At one point I put the hand on the back of her and pushed gently, hoping to get her to take me more deeply, but she backed away and said, "Don't."
She sucked a little more after that, but half-heartedly, and after a minute or so she lay back on the mattress and insisted I fuck her. I slipped on a condom and gave her a good banging, but the atmosphere was definitely a little off somehow.
We dressed, went back in the house and turned on the TV. Jenny snuggled up against me, and after a time the atmosphere relaxed.
We must have both fallen asleep, because the next thing I remember Dan was shaking us awake.
Jenny, barely half awake, gave me a quick peck on the cheek, hugged her dad and went upstairs. I stood up to go, but Dan said, "Relax, have a beer."
I could have left anyway, and part of me wanted to, but part of me didn't, and that was the part I listened to. I stayed.
"Let's go out to the cabana," he said.
