My wife and I met the couple that became our best friends at the gym. We all work out a lot, but none of us bother going for the muscular look. We are quite happy with our athletic bodies and don't care what others say about increasing muscle mass. The truth is, we laugh our asses off when we get away from the gym. Those people are absolutely nuts and say the craziest things.
I have short blond hair and blue eyes, which would have made me fit in perfectly with those racist nutbags. There is no denying my European ancestry, since my pale skin is a clear indication. I even took one of those tests to find out if I had anything else in me, but purely European and mostly from Sweden.
My wife, Lucinda, is someone I truly love and her Mexican heritage means nothing to me. Her bronzed body looks amazing, especially when her clothes do not get in the way of my view. Lucinda is a good foot shorter than me and don't care about the height difference. I like the way her brown eyes look when her head is tilted back. I like her tight ass in my hands and the look of her smooth flesh where pubic hair should be, but I love her small bronze tits and black nipples.
Our good friends are of African descent and neither could ever hide it, not that they ever showed the slightest interest in anything like that. Joseph's skin is the color of coal and a couple of inches taller than me. I may be hung, but he has me beat. Not that I ever purposely looked, or anything like that, but we do take showers at the gym and can't always avoid eye contact with each others dicks completely. Destiny's skin is not as dark as his, but mocha is still dark enough to know of her ancestry.
We are playing cards at our house, which has become our Friday night ritual. Some people like to go out to clubs or see movies, but none of us really have much interest in doing anything like that. For us, we like the quiet of the house and the comradery of the cards. The conversation always starts out innocent enough, but get a few beers into us and the conversation always takes interesting turns.
A few beers in and Joseph blurts out, "Destiny's never seen a white dick."
Lucinda coughs as she is trying to take a drink from her bottle and looks Destiny in her dark eyes, then asks, "You haven't?"
Destiny shakes her head with no sign of embarrassment and says, "Never."
Lucinda says, "That's OK, Des, because I've never seen a black one."
Perhaps if it weren't for the alcohol in my system, I might not be smiling. Then again, if it weren't for the alcohol, those words would never have been said. Rather than wanting to jump in and change the subject, I lean forward and wonder where all this is headed. Our conversations might take interesting turns, but this is completely new ground for us.
Joseph takes a drink and looks at me, then nods and asks, "You ever get your dick sucked by a black girl."
I shake my head and say, "No. Can't say that I have."
He smiles broadly and says, "Damn, Pete, you don't know what your missing."
Lucinda jumps in and says, "I suck his dick damned good, so he ain't missing shit."
Destiny laughs and says, "Luce, please. I don't care how good you think you are. I'm better."
Lucinda says, "Fuck you, Des. Ain't no way you're better than me."
Just as the fight is starting, Joseph jumps in and says, "Enough you two."
Destiny says, "But..."
He cuts her off and says, "But nothing, Des. Shit. You two are going to be at this all night. Might as well settle this now."
I look at him and ask, "How the hell can they settle this, Joe? Not like we're having a dick sucking contest."
Joseph grins broadly and asks, "Why not, Pete? Des can suck your dick and Luce can suck mine."
The alcohol must be clouding my hearing, because I can't believe what my friend just suggested. I run it through my mind several times and cannot deny those were the words he used. I look him in the eyes to find some hint of a joke, but he is being very serious. My face moves to Lucinda and she is staring angrily at Destiny. Destiny's eyes are looking right back and I know he's right. These two aren't going to be satisfied until they know for certain.
I shrug my shoulders and say, "Fuck it. If they're game, let's do it."
Joseph looks at both of them and aks, "Well?"
Destiny nods quickly and says, "I'm in."
Lucinda nods as well and says, "You're damn right I'm in."
I say, "I guess we're having a dick sucking contest."
Joseph grins and says, "Damned right we are."
Not having any experience with anything like this, I ask Joseph, "Are we going to stand up and let them suck our dicks right here?"
He shakes his head and says, "Fuck that. We're taking off our clothes and sitting on the couch. Might as well be comfortable. Besides, Pete, you don't want to be standing when she sucks your dick. Ain't no way your knees are holding out for that."