Author's note: All characters in this story are at least eighteen years of age.
Paul's parents were out of town and his sister, Kim, had decided to have a few friends sleep over. He got along reasonably well with both his sister and her friends, but he certainly didn't feel like hanging around the house while they watched chick flicks and painted their nails, so he went out with a few of his friends. Paul had finished his second year of college and was back home for the summer, so it was easy for him to find some people to go to the local sports bar with and watch the Mixed Martial Arts fights scheduled for that night.
When he arrived home later that night Kim and her friends were still occupying the living room, totally ignoring the movie they had playing in favour of gossiping with each other. The girls had all just graduated high school and were enjoying a bit of relaxation and freedom before life hit them full force again in September.
Paul poked his head around the corner to say hi to the girls and let Kim know that he was home, then made his way down to his room in the basement. As he got ready for bed his mind started to wander to Kim's friends, all of which were beautiful young women and all of which were now legal. He got in the shower and stroked his cock to full hardness as he imagined the other girls naked and sucking his cock, or bent over getting fucked. He spent longer in the shower than he otherwise would, then made his way to bed.
Upstairs, the girls were starting to wind down. Kim announced that she was feeling tired and would be heading to bed. The other girls started setting up their various sleeping locations, two of them on the couches and two of them inflating air mattresses to sleep on. One of them turned off the lights, but the girls continued to talk.
"With you three yapping away like this, I'm never going to get to sleep," Alana said. She was a tall brunette with a curvy figure that made her very popular with the boys.
"You could always go downstairs and crawl into bed with Paul," Robyn said. Robyn had slightly darker hair than Alana, but was quite a bit shorter. She had a nice, tight body and gorgeous eyes.
"Yeah, as if you wouldn't want to get into Paul's bed too," Melissa, the short, curvy redhead said.
"I don't think any of us would mind getting a piece of his fine ass," Lisa said. Lisa, the fourth and final girl, was taller than both Melissa and Robyn, but a bit shorter than Alana. Her big tits made her a constant target of attention, although the rest of her body looked just as good. "I've had my eye on him for like five years!"
"I know," Alana said. "There's just something so sexy about him."
"Plus he's hung like a horse," Melissa said. The girls were shocked into silence, staring at her with an open mouth. "Stop it! It's not like that! He used to date my sister, remember?"
"Sure," Lisa said, "but that doesn't explain how you know he's got a big cock."
"No kidding!" Robyn said.
"Okay then," Alana said. "Spill it."
"Well," Melissa began, "one day I came home from school and saw Paul's car in the driveway. I knew my parents weren't home, so I figured Paul and Marie were having sex in her room. I had heard them going at it before, so it wasn't anything new. So I walked in the house and turned the corner into the front room. They were sitting on the couch, both of them had their shirts off and Marie had his cock out and was stroking it."
"So?" Robyn asked. "How big was it?"
"Well I didn't exactly measure it," Melissa replied, "but it looked like about eight inches."
"Wow!" Robyn said. "That is pretty big!"
"No kidding!" Lisa said. "Wes is only like six and a half!" She was referring to her boyfriend.
"Can you imagine what that thing must feel like?" Melissa asked.
"I thought seven inches was enough when I met Mike!" Alana said.
"Well, Robyn was the one to suggest it first," Lisa said. "I think she should go down to Paul's room and experience it for herself."
"Hell, if she doesn't, I will!" Melissa replied.
"Bullshit!" Alana said. "You would not!"
"I'm with Alana," Lisa said. "I don't think you have the guts!"
"I don't think so either!" Robyn added. "Prove it!"
"Maybe I will!" Melissa said. The other girls just stared at her, so she got up off the couch. Not sure what she would actually do, she made her way out of the room towards the stairs leading down to the basement. There was enough light in the room that she was able to see all three of her friends as they watched her disappear down the stairs.
The stairway was a bit darker than the living room had been, so she proceeded slowly down into the basement. She noted that the basement was also dark, without even so much as a sliver of light coming from the door she knew led to Paul's room. She stood at his door and paused for a minute, trying to decide what she would do. Sure, she had fantasized about Paul many times, especially after seeing his cock that day in her house, but here she was proving to her friends that she would follow through on what she suggested in the heat of the moment. She knew if she backed out that the girls wouldn't let her forget it, although that didn't seem like a good reason to sleep with a guy. She had only been with two other guys before, and certainly wasn't known as a slut, regardless of how many guys may have lusted after her. Her desires got the better of her, if only for a moment, and she knocked on the door.
She heard a rustling noise coming from inside the room, then a moment later the door opened. Paul, only partly awake, turned on the light in his room. Despite the fact that he had set the light to a low setting on the dimmer, this caused both of them to squint.
"Hey Melissa," he said. "Is everything alright?"
"Yeah," she said. "Everything's fine."
"What's up?" he asked, his expression growing slightly more confused.
"Ummm," she said, noticing just now that he was dressed in nothing but a pair of boxer shorts. She looked down and swore that his cock was semi-hard.
"Melissa?" Paul asked, snapping her out of he trance.
"I'm sorry," she said, blushing.
"Don't be," he replied. "But it's not like you haven't seen it before."
"Oh my god! You knew?"
"Sure," he said. "You were standing there staring at Marie and I for like five minutes. I tried to keep her distracted so she wouldn't see you and freak out."
"I'm sorry," she said again, looking back down at his cock, which seemed to be growing in his boxers.
