Ryan sat up. Drew could see through the mud that his face was getting red with anger. Linda offered him a napkin, he snatched it from her hand, and swiped it across his face, which only smeared the mud. At that moment, Ryan's red, mud-covered, piss-smeared face was the most comical thing Drew had ever seen.
He fought hard to hold back a laugh that was swelling inside me. The struggle to hold back at that moment, was like an itch that you just can't help but scratch. He held it inside until Mae said to Ryan, "You don't have to get pissed off, just 'cause you've been pissed on."
That's when Drew lost it. He convulsed into fits of laughter and Ryan jumped to his feet. Mae was laughing again but the venom was gone. They thought that was funny shit.
Ryan grabbed his guitar and stomped toward the house, with Linda at his heels. Mae collapsed across Drew, then rolled over on the blanket beside him, and they laughed together; long and hard. Mae thought the whole thing was as funny as Drew did. Anyone who might have witnessed that scene would have agreed, unless of course you were falling in love with Ryan.
Mae and Drew laughed until there was no laughter left in them. She said at last, "I think we need a bath." She pulled him to his feet and dragged him down to the bank, then pushed him into the river, clothes and all.
Saturday night, their little "gang of four" had assembled in Drew's room and brought with them a little piece of the small party that had been going on downstairs. They'd brought a tray of fruit and cheese along with a half a bottle of wine and a couple of joints.
As was becoming their week-end routine, Ryan and Drew played and sang as the girls played "slap and tickle", with the guys looking on. The girls got deeper and deeper into one another. It appeared that Mae was falling as much for Linda as she was for Drew, and Linda might have been falling for Mae as deeply as she had been for Ryan. A lot of what they labeled as love in those days was probably nothing more than lust. It was different with those people in Drew's room that night. They all cared very deeply about each other. It was confusing and confounding at times, but it was truly beautiful.
Mae and Linda undressed one another and Mae pulled Linda to the bed and fell on top of her. The two of them truly made love. Drew enjoyed watching Linda's pretty face as she was being pleasured by Mae, nearly as much as he liked watching Mae's skillful tactics. Mae would kiss Linda's body with such tenderness and touch every inch of her skin with a delicate grace, then consume Linda's entire being in fiery passion. They would become one.
Drew was sunk into my chair, in total awe, when he felt Ryan's hand caressing his leg. He was sitting at Drew's feet, with his hand on Drew's thigh. Drew pulled his shorts to his knees and Ryan removed them. Ryan was on his knees in front of Drew and started using both hands to softly stroke his thighs. He bent down and pressed his lips to the head of Drew's cock and paused. His lips parted and accepted Drew's stiff member into his mouth. He started slowly and gently with some hesitation, but soon let go of his inhibitions and Drew could feel his desire.
Drew's gaze shifted from Ryan's fine face with his cock sliding in and out of Ryan's mouth to the beautiful girls, making love on the bed, and back again. It was more than he could bare and he was sure Ryan sensed it from his breathing and pulled away just before Drew came. He pulled away and finished Drew off with his hand. He slid his fist up and down Drew's cock, made slick with his own saliva. He had only stroked Drew's stiff dick a half dozen times when Drew started to cum. He captured Drew's cum and spread it all over his cock and kept stroking him until he had nothing left in him, then he crawled to the bed.
Ryan climbed onto the bed and moved in behind Mae, who was lying on top of Linda. Mae saw him coming and raised her hips to welcome him. He maneuvered himself behind Mae, smeared what was left of Drew's cum on his own hard cock, stroked it once or twice and slid it into her hot, dripping little snatch, as she let out a long deep breath. Linda looked up at Ryan and he gazed down upon her. They stared into each other's eyes as Ryan fucked Mae and she continued to manipulate Linda's little twat with her nimble fingers.
Ryan closed his eyes as he released his load into Mae's sweet little pussy and Linda bit her lower lip. Drew knew that Linda was receiving the same pleasure from watching Ryan cum that he got from watching Linda's face as Mae got her off. Linda let go and allowed herself to join Ryan in his orgasmic bliss.
It was all more than Mae could stand and she was soon part of it. Mae began to twitch and pant between them. Moments later they all collapsed on the bed.
Drew sat there in that big old chair, with his cock hard again, still sticky from Ryan's head job, wishing he had shared in that thing somehow, but knowing he couldn't have managed it. There was nothing left in him: no fluids, no energy, nothing. He was totally spent. He felt privileged just to have witnessed it.
