It all started late one evening. My best friend (Rick) and I were talking on the phone. He asked me if I wanted to go with him to a small miniature golf course that night. I agreed. For a little information, I was 20 and Rick had just turned 19. I was of medium height at about 5'9" and weighed in at 170 pounds of almost pure muscle. I have dark blonde hair and brown eyes. Rick was a few inches shorter than me, and come to think of it, 4 years later, he still is. He's of Native American decent. He carries the dark skin and trademark black hair and dark brown eyes. He was built about the same as me and we both kept high and tight haircuts.
When we got to the golf place, he stopped me outside the door and told me we were waiting on someone. After some of my bitching, he explained that we were meeting his new girlfriend there and he wanted me to be there to make him feel more comfortable. After a few minutes, two people came walking up the path. He smiled and walked toward them and I followed, trying to pick my jaw up off the ground as I looked at this girl. She was a little shorter than Rick with long blond hair, big brown eyes, and a body I was willing to die to just touch. Her chest and ass weren't big, but somehow, they looked just right on her. She and Steven did the introductions, which drew my attention to who I found out was her twin brother. He was about as tall as me with that same brown hair and eyes. You could tell that he had never tried to lift weights in his life though. After all the formal introductions and all, Rick, Dustin, Julie, and I went inside to have some fun (no pun intended). As the night went on, I couldn't help but stare at Julie. After Rick noticed, her decided to run Dustin and I off. We went out to the go-cart tracks armed with competitive spirit and enough tickets for three rides. After racing each other and wrecking a few people, it was time for us to find his sister and my friend. We looked high and low and couldn't find them anywhere. We were down to one last place...the restrooms. We instinctively walked into the menβs bathroom and heard Rick talking. We looked around the corner, hiding ourselves, and saw one of the finest sights of my life. Steven was sitting on the sink counter with his shirt off and his pants to his knees. Julie was bent over with her shirt and bra off, her mouth sliding up and down Rick's hard cock. We watched for a while before quietly stepping back out so they didn't catch us. We went out onto the golf courses, both with slightly hard cocks in our shorts.
"Man...did you see that?" Dustin said, his mouth still wide open in astonishment. "She was sucking the hell out of Rick." I just smiled and nodded before sitting down on one of the benches, Dustin following my lead.