Raunchy Reunion Pt. 02 - Madison & Jasper

Hi everyone! Here's part 2 of 3 of the Raunchy Reunion. This is Madison and Jasper's perspective. I hope you like it! There's some straight couple sex and then a little group sex action at the end. Thanks so much for reading! Hope you enjoy!!

"Come on Jas don't be mad," Madison said as she trotted after Jasper through the small Palm Springs airport.

"I'm mortified, Madison," Jasper said, turning his blazing blue eyes behind him momentarily.

She flinched at the use of her name. He usually called her Mads, or when he was feeling especially squishy Maddycakes.

"Jassy, please. I'm sorry, I didn't..." she trailed off, sighing deeply.

Fred and Aaron exchanged a quick glance and picked up their pace, putting some space between the two couples. They hustled off to pick up the rental car and checked bags.

"Jasper, please stop," Madison said.

She reached out and grabbed his hand. He jerked to a stop and tugged his hand out of hers. His arms crossed over his chest as he turned to face her.

"What?" he said.

Madison took his face in her hands.

"I'm sorry, Jassy. I pushed it and I'm sorry," Madison said.

"I asked you to stop. More than once," Jasper said stonily, shaking his head out of her hands.

Tears balanced on the rims of his eyes. Madison felt a lump growing in her throat.

"I thought... I guess I thought I was being playful," Madison said quietly, reaching for his shoulders.

Jasper uncrossed his arms, took her wrists in his hands and lowered them to her sides.

"I asked you to stop. When you didn't, I got in trouble. Not you. And you kept giggling," Jasper said.

Madison sighed and swallowed hard at the lump in her throat. How had this gone so wrong? It started so playfully.

Jasper and Fred had gone to use the bathroom just before their flight started boarding. That was when Aaron told her about their flight back from Las Vegas after they hooked up for the first time.

It had been such a hot story. Madison thought Jasper would be excited by it, would be into it. She had been stupid though. It was totally different circumstances, a morning flight where most everyone was awake, alert, the flight attendants coming through the cabin repeatedly. Her face flushed remembering what she'd done on the flight.

"I know. I'm so, so sorry Jas. I didn't know you were so averse to exhibitionist stuff. From what you've told me, I mean it sounds like you've done it in the past. I made assumptions and misjudged the situation," Madison said.

She held his eye contact hoping he would forgive her, hoping she hadn't just ruined their whole vacation. Jasper stared down at her for a moment, his eyes shining with anger and unshed tears. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he took a deep breath.

"Fuck, Mads," he sighed out, swiping at his eyes. "I have done stuff like that in the past and that's where I want to leave it. What makes me so mad is that I asked you to stop, and you didn't."

"I know Jas, I' m sorry," Madison said, lowering her eyes, unable to hold his furiously wounded gaze.

"I need to know that you'll listen to me. There's a reason I asked you to stop, why I'm so upset right now. I just... I don't want to talk about it here. I don't do exhibitionist stuff anymore. I just can't."

Jasper scraped his hands down his face. Madison shook her head quickly.

"That's fine, that's OK. I'm sorry, Jassy. Please tell me I didn't ruin the vacation."

Madison gripped his hands in hers. He sighed again.

"You didn't ruin anything. I forgive you, alright?" Jasper said. "I just need a minute to warm up again."

Madison nodded sadly.

"OK, Jassy," she said.

He put his hands on his hips, shifting his backpack a little. Madison twisted her purse strap in her hands.

"Come on let's go see if Fred got the car yet," Jasper said.

He put his arm around her shoulders somewhat stiffly. They walked to the small baggage claim area, which shared the same space with the rental car counters.

"Why don't you go keep Fred company, I'll help Aaron with the bags," Jasper said.

He pressed a hand to the small of her back.

"OK," she said in a small voice.

Jasper turned to where Aaron stood, he didn't have the energy to reassure her quite yet. He walked over to Aaron.

"Hey, Jas," Aaron said. "Everything OK?" Jasper shook his head. Aaron winced. "I feel partially responsible. I'm the one who told her about Fred and I joining the mile high club. I put those ideas in her head," Aaron said.

"It's not even that," Jasper said. He reached quickly to grab Madison's suitcase. "It's the fact that she just kept messing with me when I told her to stop. And that flight attendant getting all pissy with me when it wasn't even me causing trouble. She just assumed I was causing problems."

Jasper's face flushed as he spoke.

"Yeah, it was just a shitty thing all around," Aaron said. "Still, I'm sorry I told her just before we got on the plane."

Jasper shrugged. Aaron grabbed Fred's bag and pulled it off the conveyor.

"Did you tell her more about... why you don't like doing stuff like anymore?" Aaron asked.

Jasper flinched a bit and grabbed his own bag off the belt.

"No," he said quietly. "I told her there was a reason, but didn't want to get into it here."

"Not the place," Aaron said nodding in agreement. "But it's probably good for her to know."

"I know Aaron," he sighed, pointing to Aaron's bag approaching on the belt. "I'll tell her, just not right now."

"That guy was a piece of shit," Aaron said.

"I know," Jasper said, closing his eyes against the sting of tears.

"Jas." Aaron put a hand on his shoulder. "You're a good person. I love you."

Jasper sniffed and shrugged quickly.

"Thanks Aaron. I know, I love you too."

He smiled as best he could before turning back to the bags.

Madison stared over at Aaron and Jasper pulling bags off the conveyor and talking quietly. Fred slung an arm over Madison's shoulders, pulling her close to him.

"It's alright Mads, he'll forgive you," Fred said.

"He says he already has; he just needs to warm up again. I can't help but feel like I ruined the vacation," she admitted, with a sigh.

"You have not," Fred said.

"I don't get why he's so mad," Madison said, only half believing it as she said it.

"Well, what happened?" Fred asked. "I had my headphones on most of the flight watching a movie."

Madison's cheeks reddened.

"I... well, so Aaron told me about how you guys joined the mile high club on the flight home from Vegas," Madison said quietly.

Fred grinned.

"Ah yes, I do remember that," Fred chuckled.

"Well, from what Jas has told me about his past exploits I thought he'd be... you know into it. But he most definitely was not," Madison said.

"Well... Mads, it's a totally different scenario. This was a morning flight, everyone was wide awake," Fred said.

"Yeah, I know, but I thought we could be discreet. We haven't ever really done any in public sort of sexy stuff," she said.

Fred stared down at her as the line moved slowly forward.

"Mads, you seriously thought that starting with fucking around on a plane was a good intro?" Fred asked.

"Whatever Fred! You did it!" she exclaimed.

"OK fair, but I knew Aaron was into it. Besides, he wouldn't do something he felt uncomfortable with," Fred said.

"How do you know that, Fred?" Madison asked.

"Well aside from the fact that he was doing stuff right back to me there's his anxiety Mads. He wouldn't have been able to move from his seat," Fred said. "Do you even know if Jasper is into public stuff?" Fred asked, scrunching his forehead.

"Well..." she paused, knowing this next part was going to sound so very bad, because it was. "He said he wasn't and I... um, I was kind of insistent. I thought if he just got turned on, he'd get into it. He asked me to stop a... a few times but I kept pushing."

"Madison," Fred growled, quiet scolding in his voice, fire flaring behind his eyes.

Jasper was dear to him, and he hated the thought of anyone, even Madison, forcing him to do anything.

"I know!" she said. "I don't know why I kept pushing him. I thought he would get into it. Anyway, I kept pestering him and the flight attendant noticed the disagreement, but she assumed Jasper was the one harassing me and so he got a talking to. He was mortified."

Fred continued to stare at Madison, his eyes simmering with anger.

"Did you tell her he wasn't harassing you?" he asked.

Madison flushed again.

"I mean, no, I didn't really get the chance. She talked to Jasper and then was gone so fast," Madison said.

Fred shook his head.

"So, you not only disregarded his boundaries, but you got him in trouble and didn't correct the flight attendant when she yelled at him," Fred said.

Madison twisted her long hair in her fingers.

"Uhm, yeah," Madison said.

"Do you still 'not get' why he's so mad?" Fred asked darkly.

"No, I do. I get it," Madison said with a sigh, her cheeks blazing.

She didn't understand how she could have been such a piece of trash to Jasper. She felt so strongly about him, she thought it was bordering on love, which admittedly freaked her out, so she couldn't comprehend how she had let this happen.

Fred sighed trying to let go of his anger. Madison clearly felt terrible about what had happened and would do what she could to repair things. Fred slung his arm over her shoulders again.

"OK, as long as you get it. We all do shitty things, even to the people we love. Just own up to it and don't do it again," Fred said.

Madison laughed nervously as he mentioned love.

"Thanks Fred," she said.

He ruffled her hair.

"Just give him time. He's allowed to be mad," he said.

Madison nodded.

~~

The ride to their rental house was a little tense at first, but eventually Jasper stretched his hand across the backseat and pulled Madison's hand from her lap, lacing their fingers together. He gave her a little smile that she returned. By the time they pulled up to the grand house and parked in the driveway the small group was laughing and joking together.

Aaron led the way into the house, since he had booked the whole thing. The group wandered the house choosing bedrooms and dropping off bags. A prepared charcuterie board was spread on the large kitchen island accompanied by a bottle of chilled sparkling wine. Aaron and Madison sat at the kitchen island nibbling on the snacks and sipping some wine. Fred had his arms wound around Aaron's middle holding him close sipping off his glass of wine occasionally, stealthily planting little kisses on his neck and behind his ear.

After a little while, they excused themselves claiming they needed to unpack and grab a nap. Jasper and Madison rolled their eyes with a laugh and told them they would see them later.

"Do you want to unpack?" Madison asked as Jasper drained his wineglass.

"Sure, I guess we should," he said with a shrug.

Madison put the charcuterie board in the fridge then followed Jasper up the stairs to their bedroom. They unpacked slowly, talking a little here and there, but not really doing more than scratching the surface. Finally, after Madison had emptied her suitcase and rolled it to the corner of the closet she went up behind Jasper.

Her arms wrapped around his torso, and she rested her head on his back. He tensed at first, but then relaxed, swaying slowly back and forth. She planted a little kiss on his back. Her hands began to rub gently up his abs, to his pecs and back down again. He sighed out a long breath, closing his eyes, he leaned back against her.

"I'm sorry Jas. I was a piece of shit," she said quietly.

He turned in her arms and cradled her face in his hands.

"I forgive you Mads. We can move on now," he smiled a little at her.

She kissed his lips softly. His fingers tangled into her hair as he returned the kiss. Her body pressed against his, hands traveling down to his ass. His tongue danced along the seam of her lips. She dropped her mouth open allowing his tongue to slide forward, the flavor of sparkling wine, cheese and grapes lingered as they kissed. He slowly lowered himself to their bed, pulling her to his lap.

She straddled him on the bed, her hips rolling slowly over the growing bulge in his pants. He heaved out a long sigh, fingers sifting through her silky strawberry blonde tresses. His hands moved over her breasts, thumbs rubbing over nipples as they peaked in her bra. She hummed out a low tone as his hands slid under her shirt, feeling her warm soft skin. He gripped the hem of her shirt, tugging it over her head and pinched the clasp of her bra open.

The undergarment slid off her shoulders and fell to the floor. Her own fingers brushed down his shirt and tugged it off as well. His T-shirt was tossed to the side as their kissing became more urgent. Madison's tongue plunged into Jasper's mouth, exploring all the familiar areas. His teeth grazed her upper lip slightly and he nipped at her playfully. He rolled his hips up, pressing his hardening bulge to her moist crotch of her shorts.

"Hhhahh, Jas," she moaned.

He unbuttoned her shorts and slid the zipper down. She popped up quickly and tugged off her shorts and underwear. Jasper followed suit, tossing his clothes to the side, his cock hard as Madison settled herself on his lap once again.

She ground her moist pussy over his firm length. Jasper grunted as his cock dribbled with the sensations of her grinding. He lifted her off his lap and put her on her back his fingers trailing over her breasts, just barely touching her skin, he caressed her, bringing goosebumps in their wake. She groaned, her hips bucking as his fingers danced along her inner thighs. He ran one finger through her soaking labia, bringing another moaning groan up her throat. His fingers circled her clit momentarily.

"Ughn yeah," she moaned.

His fingers plunged back down the slit, toward her warm dripping opening. His hips rocked back and forth, rubbing his stiff cock against her leg. Sticky threads of precum dribbled from his slit as he thrust against her leg.

"Hhooh, fuck Maddy," Jasper groaned.

He slid a finger deep into her pussy, pulling it back gradually, then pressing it inside again slowly. She dripped constantly as he did this, the wetness making an audible noise as his pace increased. He slid a second finger in, pressing his thumb to her clit.

"Oh, yeah, Jassy, yea," she groaned.

Her hips bucked with his rhythm and her breathing was quickening. He slowed his pace then, pulling his fingers from her. She opened her eyes and looked at him as he sucked his fingers clean. She moaned watching him and bit her lip.

He positioned himself between her legs and pressed his swollen dripping head to her opening. He slid in easily and Madison moaned with the deep penetration.

"Ah, Jas! Ugh, yeah, fuck me!" she groaned.

She gripped his arms hard as he began to roll his hips smoothly.

"Ughn, fuck," he moaned. "Yeah, Mads you feel so fucking good."

His pace began to increase as she gripped his ass urging him on. The soaking warmth enveloped his cock, and he began to moan almost constantly as he felt a steady tingle begin to grow.

"Oh, yeah," Jasper groaned. "Oh fuck, Mads!"

She brought her middle finger to his mouth and pushed it inside. He sucked for a moment, then let his saliva pool in his mouth as she slowly pumped her finger in and out. He whimpered and his cock throbbed at the thought of what was to come.

Once her finger was thoroughly soaked, she pressed it to his asshole, massaging around the rim of it. He let out a little stuttering groan as she carefully worked her finger into his ass.

"Oh, oh, fuuuck," he whined. "Yeah, Maddy, oh god!"

He began to thrust into her hard.

"Ahahhh! Yeah, don'stop. Fuck Jas, I'm gonna cum, keep going," Madison groaned, her hips grinding hard against him, finger pumping in and out rapidly.

"Fuck Maddy! Ah, please! Cum on my cock, YEAH!" Jasper shouted as he exploded inside of her, spurting with each hard thrust of his hips.

He felt her silken walls grip him as she cried out his name, clutching his ass hard, finger plunging deeper. Warmth and wetness enveloped his cock as she came. He groaned as his cock spurt once more.

"Oh god," Jasper groaned as his hips slowed to a stop.

They panted together for a second, him hovering over her, lips just brushing over her ear. She slowly pulled her finger from his ass, causing one more moan to escape him. Finally, with a small grunt he pulled himself from her and lay on his back. She curled next to him, draping one arm over his chest as they caught their breath.

"Maddycakes, you remembered to bring the strap on, right?" he asked after a little bit.

Her fingertips traced the lines of his tattoo on his shoulder and bicep.

"I did Jassy," she said with a smile.

"Maybe we should utilize that tonight," he said kissing her head.

"Anything you want," she smiled at him as he nuzzled into her neck.

"Good," he said.

She paused, content for a moment. Her mind wandered back to their fight at the airport. She was glad they had seemed to move past it, but something bugged her. He had said there was a reason why he didn't do stuff in public anymore, that they would talk about it just not there. He hadn't mentioned anything since they'd been here though, and her curiosity was starting to get the better of her.

"Jassy," she said quietly.

"Yeah, Maddycakes?" he asked.

He sounded so content, so happy, she could hear the smile in his voice. She frowned, not wanting to break this spell of happiness but also needing to know.

"Uhm, at the airport today," she began and felt him tense just slightly. "You said there was a reason you don't do exhibitionist stuff anymore."

He paused.

"Yeah," he said.

"Well, do you... is now OK to talk about it?" she asked.

He sighed and was quiet for a long time. Madison continued to trace his tattoo with one finger, watching the skin bubble up into goosebumps.

"Can I give you the abridged version?" Jasper asked quietly.

Madison looked up at him. His eyes were squeezed closed, tears had left streaks down the sides of his head landing behind his ears. He wouldn't open his eyes even when Madison touched his face where the tears had tracked down his temples.

"Yes," she said softly.

He took another moment, pulling in a long harsh breath. He cleared his throat roughly.

"At one point in college I started dating this man. He was older, and really into how submissive I can be. Long story short, after we'd been together for a while, the stuff he wanted to do started to push my boundaries too much. I told him and he said it didn't matter. He knew I wasn't playing. I used our safe word, said I felt really uncomfortable, I didn't like it, but that just seemed to encourage him," he paused and sucked in a shuddering breath.

"He got abusive, both physically and verbally but I didn't know how to leave him. I ended up in the hospital because of him. Sasha and Aaron wouldn't let him in the room. They told the doctors and nurses everything. They refused to leave even when visiting hours were over so they could essentially guard me from him. They managed to keep him away long enough that he lost interest in me and found someone new to torture."

Jasper stopped and opened his eyes. He stared at the ceiling.

"He never stopped when I said stop. He loved to humiliate me in public spaces. I used to enjoy a little exhibitionist adventure, but he ruined all of that," Jasper said his voice getting quieter the more he talked.

"Jasper," Madison whispered. He shifted his eyes to her. "I'm... I'm so sorry Jas."

He shook his head.

"It's in the past. I've talked about it endlessly in therapy. It's not OK, I'm not alright all the time, but..." He shrugged again.

"Can I?" Madison's hand hovered over Jasper's chest.

"Yeah, Mads," he said nodding to her hand. She rested it on his chest.

"I'm so sorry that happened to you. And I'm so, so sorry for doing the same thing on the plane. I promise you, I will never ever disregard your comfort or boundaries again," she said sincerely.

He stared at her for a long moment. Then he brought his hand to her cheek, pulling her to his mouth.

"I love you Madison," he whispered after he kissed her.

She sucked in a breath.

"Jas," she whispered.

"You don't have to say it back," he said. "I just want you to know how I feel."

She brought a hand up to his blue hair. It had started growing out again, she'd have to fix him up again soon.

"Jassy," she said.

She leaned down and kissed him.

~~

Something had changed between Madison and Jasper. Something had shifted, healed in some way. Jasper had a calm clear look in his eyes that Aaron hadn't seen before. Their demeanor with each other, so careful, so tender, an absolute trust. Madison gazed at Jasper with such a look of devotion that Aaron nudged Fred.

Fred watched the two interacting with each other for a second and glanced at Aaron eyebrows raised. Aaron smiled and sipped his beer. Fred grinned back at him.

Jasper flopped to a lounge chair by the pool tucking his upper body under the shade of an umbrella. Fred plopped next to him and the two chatted idly while Aaron and Madison floated in the water on inflatable rafts. They waited for Sasha and Greg to arrive with anticipation.

Aaron and Jasper were buzzing with excitement. So much so that they had insisted on snapping a picture out by the pool after their respective "naps". Jasper sent the picture to Sasha hoping she would get it before she slipped into one of the many dead zones along the way between the two deserts.

Madison and Fred were both nervous. Fred sipped his beer sparingly, not wanting to make a bad first impression by being tipsy when they arrived. Madison floated in the pool picking at her nails and twirling her hair into spirals. She was glad that Jasper had shared his story with her, it helped her understand him a little better, knowing what he had been through.

But it also made her more nervous to meet Sasha. Jasper had said she had been one of the people that essentially rescued him from his abusive relationship. She also knew they had dated and had remained very close after college. He often referred to her as one of his best friends, although now that he had reconnected with Aaron it seemed he and Sasha had to share that title.

Fred and Madison had no idea what to expect from Greg. While they had heard countless stories of Sasha, Greg was always just kind of there, happy to be included but ultimately sort of a boring guy.

Madison almost dropped the armful of beers and hard seltzers she cradled when the knock sounded on the door. She tried to school her face into an expression of friendly excitement instead of nervous energy. She wanted so badly for Sasha to like her.

When she opened the door, she saw a gorgeous tanned Hispanic woman, dark hair cascading down her back, chocolatey eyes glittering. Greg was tall and slender, handsome in a conventional white guy kind of way, but his hazel eyes were something else, glimmering with a golden sheen.

"Hi!!" Madison squealed; a huge grin splashed across her face. "I'm Madison! You must be Sasha and Greg."

She kept smiling but gave herself a note to bring it down a notch. She knew she could be a lot.

"Yeah, hi! So great to meet you!" Sasha said. "Can I help you with those?"

Madison chastised herself for not setting the beverages down before opening the door. She'd been so distracted by actually meeting them. She hoped she was playing it cool enough.

"Oh my god, no! Please come in, come in!" She stood to one side holding the door open wider. "JASSY! They're here!"

Jasper's shout of excitement echoed through the halls and warmed Madison's heart. She loved when he got excited like this, he was like a little kid.

"Sash!" he shouted holding his arms wide.

Madison noted Sasha's reaction to Jasper. She had to admit she loved that he worked out with Fred and Aaron. He did look amazing... those arms. She shook her head slightly, bringing her mind back to the present.

"Greg! It's so great to see you!" Jasper said pulling Greg into a hug.

"Jasper, you look great!" Greg observed.

"We keep him in shape," Aaron said as he entered the foyer, followed by Fred.

Madison could see the slight strain on Fred's face. She knew that he wanted to impress these college friends as well.

"This is my husband Fred," Aaron said as pulled Sasha into a hug.

Fred stuck his hand out and Greg shook it firmly.

"Great to meet you, Greg, Sasha," Fred smiled warmly. "I've heard so much about you both. It's really nice to meet you in person!"

"How was the drive?" Aaron asked.

The guys started to take Sasha and Greg's bags to lead them upstairs to their bedroom.

"It wasn't too bad. You don't have to do that," Greg said to Fred.

"It's no problem. We'll show you where your room is. You're across the hall from us," Fred replied with a grin.

"Good luck with that," Madison said with a chuckle, before she could stop herself.

Jasper shot her a little grin and she heard him tsk as he elbowed her in the ribs.

"Fuck off Mads," Fred said with a smile. "We're not that bad."

"OK, sure," she said. "I was the one who was next to your hotel room after the wedding."

"That's different! It was our wedding night! Jesus! We were sharing a wall," Aaron protested. "Honestly, we'll keep it down."

Sasha chuckled a little and followed them up the ornate staircase.

"Fuck, I'm so happy they're here," Jasper said.

He drove a hand through his blue hair and Madison handed him some of the beverages.

"They seem really nice, Jassy," she said.

The couple went back to the pool, cuddling up in a lounger together sipping on their drinks. Fred and Aaron came out a few minutes later.

"They'll be down in a little while," Aaron reported.

~~

The night wore on, and the group ate a delicious BBQ prepared by Fred, Jasper and Sasha. They played some games and put on a horror movie. Fred and Aaron left halfway through when Fred could no longer keep his hands out from under Aaron's shirt. As they walked past the two couples left on the couch, Aaron squeezed Greg's shoulder.

Greg looked up at him quickly and Aaron nodded his head towards Jasper. Greg shrugged and grinned nervously. Fred tugged his arm impatiently, and Aaron hustled up the stairs with his horny husband. Jasper yawned widely and Madison looked up at him.

"Are you tired Jas?" she asked quietly.

Sasha and Greg glanced over.

"Not really, I'm sort of wired. This movie is just..." he trailed off waving a hand at it. "Aaron and I already watched it. I don't know why he put it on."

"Probably because he knew Fred was going to pull him away halfway through. So, fucking horny," Madison said.

Sasha laughed and Greg's cheeks reddened a little bit.

"It is true," Jasper said.

Greg cleared his throat.

"So, I take it none of us are really into this movie huh?" he asked.

"Not really, no," Madison said also yawning and stretching her legs.

Greg looked at Sasha, who smiled encouragingly.

"So uhm," Greg began.

Jasper and Madison turned their gaze to him and the man seemed to freeze up for a second. But then he shook his head and cleared his throat.

"So, Sasha and I have opened our relationship," he blurted.

Jasper blinked and glanced at Madison.

"Oh. Wow, OK, cool," Jasper said.

"I wanted to open it up," Greg continued. "It's kind of a long story, but yeah, we did this sort of recently, very recently. And..." he cleared his throat again. "Um, I'm nervous and want to take things slow, like I don't want to just go out right away and find someone to sleep with."

Jasper blinked again but nodded.

"Yeah, OK. That would be a tough transition. Slow is probably good Greg," he said.

"Yeah, uhm... fuck," he laughed hysterically.

Madison glanced at Sasha who smiled apologetically. She reached for the remote and paused the movie that was still playing.

"Oh, ah, thanks, yeah that's better," Greg rubbed his hands on his sweatpants. "Look fuck, I'll just say it. I was talking to Aaron about this stuff, and he suggested, maybe trying to start off by just, you know having sex with Sash in the same room as another couple and he thought maybe you two would be open to it. I totally understand if not. I don't want the weekend to get weird or go off the rails. You know, we don't have to touch each other or interact with each other we can just be in the same room, like on the same bed, kind of thing."

He clamped his mouth shut. Jasper recognized that it was nerves that had made him babble like that.

"Well, I mean, I'm flattered. I'll have to talk it over with Madison," Jasper began.

"Yeah, yes, I'm good," Madison blurted.

"Um, what?" Jasper said.

"Sorry, Jassy. I mean, yeah, let's discuss things. I just... got excited. If you don't want to, we don't have to," Madison said.

"It's not that," Jasper said. "I'm... I'm into it as well. Just... you remember Sash and I dated."

Madison nodded.

"I know, but we're not having sex with each other's partners, we're having sex in the same room. It's like... live porn. I dunno, I think it could be hot. If we hate it, we can always stop," Madison pointed out.

Jasper stared at her for a minute, a small grin crossing his lips.

"Yeah, alright. If you're OK with it, I'm game," he said. "We should probably set some ground rules though."

Greg nodded and rubbed his hands over his sweatpants again.

"I don't even know where to start," he said.

"That's OK," Jasper replied.

"I've never really done anything like this either, Greg. I don't even know what kind of rules we would set. Like I said, we're having sex with our own partners so..." Madison said with a shrug.

"Yeah, but if we're on the same bed, there's potential for touching and running into each other," Jasper pointed out.

"How do you feel about that Greg?" Sasha asked.

Greg paused for a second and thought about it.

"I think I'd be OK with some touching. Like if we accidentally bumped each other or brushed against someone I wouldn't get upset," Greg said.

"What about things like hand holding, or touching on purpose?" Sasha asked.

"Ummm, I don't know really," Greg said. "It sounds OK right now, but I'm not sure how I'd react if you started holding Jasper's hand while we were having sex."

His face reddened a little bit.

"That's OK, Greg. We can make that a hard boundary. When I was sleeping with Fred and Aaron we had similar rules, that kept Aaron and I at a bit more of a distance," Jasper said with a shrug.

"Is that really fair?" Greg asked.

"It is if everyone agrees. If we can't agree on boundaries and rules, it's probably better to not engage at all," Jasper said.

"OK, so Sasha and Jasper can't hold hands or touch on purpose," Madison said. "I can agree to that."

Jasper smiled at Madison.

"Anything else you don't feel comfortable with Maddycakes?" Jasper asked. "How about you Sash?"

"I don't think so," Madison said. "Jassy are you good with me touching Greg and Sasha and are you two OK with that?"

"It's alright with me Mads," Jasper said.

He ran his hand down Madison's arm and shifted in his seat. All this talk of having sex in the same bed was starting to get him hard.

"I don't mind at all," Sasha said. "Touch away!"

She smiled at Madison who flushed deeply. A wave of warmth ran through Madison as Sasha smiled at her.

She knew Jasper had been pretty adventurous, so this kind of thing wasn't new to him, but Madison had always been in more traditional relationships. She could not wait to get these two hot people naked in bed, even if she was only allowed to watch.

Greg glanced nervously at Jasper, who held his gaze with an easy smile. His hands were beginning to travel all over Madison's skin and the action was strangely arousing to Greg.

"I don't mind if you touch me, Madison. And -- And Jasper, you can touch me. I'm OK with that too," Greg said quickly.

He glanced nervously at Sasha whose arms had snaked around his shoulders. Her fingertips grazed over the crook of his neck, raising goosebumps in their wake. A hot flash of arousal twisted into his stomach, hardening his cock in his sweatpants.

"OK," Jasper said shifting again, running his hands over Madison's upper arms. "Any -- Anything else?" he sputtered as Madison pressed her ass against his stiffening cock.

"Everyone is... is really game for this?" Greg asked quickly.

"Yes, really Greg," Sasha said as she kissed his neck.

His eyes slipped closed for a second with a sigh.

"Oh yeah," Madison said as Jasper nuzzled her shoulders, giving an affirmative sound and nod.

His hands were pressed to her stomach. She was wet already with anticipation, her thighs twitching apart a bit.

"Which room?" Jasper grumbled as his hands moved up and under Madison's shirt.

Greg watched Jasper caressing Madison and palmed his growing erection, rubbing slightly.

"Uhm, I'm good wherever," he said breathlessly.

"Let's go to ours," Sasha said nipping at his earlobe. "There's a California king in our room."

"Perfect."

Jasper stood quickly not bothering to hide the obvious bulge in his pants. Greg stood as well, and the two women sat for a moment on the couch admiring their partners' tented pants. Sasha turned to Madison who met her gaze, and both smiled widely at each other.

"Let's go," Madison said, hopping up and grabbing Jasper's hand, pulling him along to Sasha and Greg's room.

The door clicked closed quietly and Madison pulled Jasper to her. They kissed deeply, tongues plunging into each other's mouths, twining together with excitement. Madison cracked an eye open and saw Sasha and Greg watching.

Sasha turned Greg to her and pressed her lips to his. Her tongue played along his bottom lip, and he opened them, her hands lacing into the hair at either side of his head. Greg's cock in his tented sweatpants had left a dark stain at the apex. Sasha carefully slid her fingers in the waistband. She pulled back for a minute catching Greg's gaze.

"You OK hon?" she asked very quietly.

He nodded emphatically.

"Fuck yeah," he whispered.

His face was flushed but there was a hot eagerness in his eyes. Sasha grinned and slid his pants and underwear to the floor. He tried not to let feelings of insecurity wash over him as Jasper and Madison looked over.

Madison smiled and slid her fingers over the button of Jasper's shorts. He undid them and slid them off slowly followed by his boxers. Sasha turned Greg's head back to her and began kissing him again.

Madison stripped off her shirt revealing her tiny bikini top. Greg watched her a little as she pushed Jasper gently to a sitting position on the bed. She lowered her face to his, kissing him while she pulled the hem of his shirt up.

Greg's fingers slid under Sasha's shirt, and she stripped it off quickly followed by Greg's.

"Please, please Maddy?" Jasper's voice was a whisper, but Greg and Sasha could still hear the slight whine.

His fingers were curled into the waistband of Madison's shorts. His chin rested lightly on her stomach, and he looked up at her as she ran her fingers through his hair. He moaned at the touch.

"Of course, Jassy," Madison ran a finger over his cheek. "Since you asked so nicely."

Greg felt a ripple of arousal spread over his skin at their exchange. Jasper's submissive posture and begging, Madison's sultry purr of a response. He glanced down at Sasha who had stripped off her bra already, her nipples peaked to hard points, one lip trapped under her teeth as she watched the exchange.

"Oh god," Greg moaned.

Sasha turned her eyes back to him and they lit with something like inspiration. She put her hands on her hips playfully as his hands danced over her stomach towards her button and zipper.

"Maybe you should ask permission too," Sasha said quietly with a lethal purr in her voice.

Greg pulled his hands away from her shorts and looked at her as she put her hands to his shoulders slowly pressing him down to a seated position on the bed. Greg's face flushed but his cock twitched and dripped.

"Huhm, P -- please, please, can I?" Greg asked his hands hovering in front of him, reaching for her shorts.

"Hmmm." Sasha ran her fingers through Greg's hair, turning his head to look up at her. "Alright, go ahead, good boy."

Sasha grinned as an involuntary moan escaped Greg. His cock twitched and a hot swell of arousal caused a drop of precum to bead at his slit and roll down his length.

"Oh fuck," Jasper whined.

He watched the exchange between Sasha and Greg, his hand working over his cock. Madison ran a finger over her dripping pussy, gathering the moisture to slick over her clit.

She looked down at Jasper who turned his head to face her, still stroking his cock. She took her fingers and ran them over his lips then pushed them into his mouth. He groaned and sucked off her arousal, twisting his tongue between the two fingers.

Sasha propped one foot on the bed. Greg turned and kissed her at the knee, slowly lowering to his knees. He ran his tongue up the length of her leg, then slid it between her wet labia, tracing up slowly to circle her clit. Sasha moaned and her head fell back.

Madison groaned in approval as Jasper slid his fingers into her wet cunt, thumb pressed to clit. Sasha's pussy throbbed with arousal as Greg's tongue worked between her labia. She let Greg's tongue run up and down her slit several times, before she spoke again.

"That's enough," Sasha panted out after a moment. Her moans and Madison's had started sounding in unison. "Lay back on the bed."

Greg obeyed, groaning as his cock pulsed out more precum at her firm command.

Madison smiled at Jasper and pushed his shoulder gently back until he lay next to Greg. Madsion and Sasha climbed onto their respective partners and began to rub their wet pussies over their partners' stiff cocks, hips rolling smoothly, gripping and massaging their own breasts. They would glance over at each other occasionally.

Madison angled her hips and Jaspers throbbing cock slid into her slick hot entrance. Sasha followed Madison's lead and pressed her own pussy over Greg's primed cock. He groaned and put his hands on her hips.

"No, no, Greg," she muttered. "I'm in charge tonight."

She took his hands from her hips and placed them on the bed on either side of his head. Jasper's hands rested in a similar position and his pinky brushed against Greg's.

As Sasha began to roll her hips, he turned his head and looked at Jasper next to him. His face was twisted into a state of pleasure as Madison rode his cock and he moaned every now and then. He turned to look at Greg when their pinkies brushed again.

The two men held eye contact for a moment as their respective partners rode them. Jasper stretched his hand closer to Greg's and with the raise of an eyebrow hooked their pinkies together. Greg twisted his hand so his fingers would interlace with Jasper's. Jasper's eyebrows shot to his hairline, but he smiled and squeezed Greg's hand. Then he turned back to Madison, still gripping Greg's hand.

"Oh fuck, Maddy, yeah," he groaned.

Greg sucked in a breath and looked up at Sasha. She smiled down at him, hips rolling quickly over his cock.

"Ughn, Greg, I'm getting close," she moaned.

Madison moaned and flung an arm out, bumping her hand into Sasha.

"Ah, sorry," she groaned, slowing her hips a little. "You sound so hot Sash."

"So do you," Sasha purred.

She reached a hand towards Madison and the two women laced their fingers together.

"Fuck, fuck, Maddy! Uuughn, can I come? Please, please," Jasper groaned.

His grip on Greg's hand had tightened and Greg found that his arousal grew at the squeeze of his hand.

"Yes, Jassy, fuck, cum in me!"

Madison's back arched as she rode over Jasper's bucking hips.

"Sash, Oh! Fuck! AHHnnn!" Greg groaned as his cock spurt watching Madison and Jasper's wild bucking.

Jasper gritted his teeth and gripped hard enough at Greg's hand that small indents showed where his nails pressed.

A groaning yell welled up Madison's throat as hot warmth burst inside of her. Jasper screamed, bucking his hips as his cock exploded. Sasha yelped, gripping Madison's hand hard as her pussy squeezed wildly at Greg's undulating, spurting cock.

The rolling, screaming and panting ebbed away as their orgasms faded. Madison and Sasha were still perched on their men as they began to catch their breath. Jasper had loosened his grip, but he and Greg still held hands.

"Now kiss," Madison said, her hand still laced with Sasha's, she pointed with her free hand at Jasper and Greg.

"I -- uhm what?" Greg said.

Jasper turned his head and grinned at Greg.

"I don't mind, if you want to," he said.

Greg turned and looked at Sasha. She smiled and shrugged.

"If you want to hon, I'm OK with it," she said.

Greg swallowed. He had never been attracted to men in his life. But he wanted to try new things, and he did remember Sasha saying what an amazing kisser Jasper was.

"OK," he whispered.

Jasper smiled again.

"Are you sure, Greg?" he asked quietly.

Greg nodded and leaned close to Jasper.

Jasper's free hand cupped his cheek, and he put his lips lightly to Greg's, pecking just a little. Greg pushed forward more until their mouths pressed more firmly together, he brushed his tongue against Jasper's upper lip, and he opened his mouth allowing him entry.

It was weirdly softer than he had expected. Maybe Jasper kept himself more clean shaven than your average man, but his lips were supple and warm. His tongue danced expertly against Greg's, and he found his own free hand going to cup Jasper's face. Greg closed his eyes and got lost in the kiss, allowing himself to freely and slowly explore this uncharted territory. Jasper was indeed a very skilled kisser, while still following Greg's lead and letting him decide how far to take it. Greg finally pulled back with one more soft peck to his lips.

Sasha and Madison stared down at them with bright shining eyes and amorous smiles.

"Holy shit boys, that was so fucking hot," Madison said.

Greg smiled sheepishly and then flushed when he realized that both he and Jasper were still balls deep in their partners. The women carefully climbed off their guys and excused themselves to the restroom to tidy up. Jasper and Greg lay on the bed together, hands still laced together. Jasper pulled in a deep contented breath.

"Sash was right, you're... an amazing kisser," Greg said.

"Aww, she said that?" Jasper asked.

"Yeah, a long time ago, before we were officially together. We were playing truth or fucking dare with a bunch of friends," Greg said.

Jasper hummed and squeezed his hand.

"You're really good too. That was nice Greg," Jasper said.

"Heh, thanks," he said.

"So, what did you think of your first foray into sexual adventure?" Jasper asked sleepily.

"It was... a little awkward at the start but then I kind of got into it," Greg said. "Madison is... I mean is this OK to say?"

"What Greg? I'm sure it's fine. Unless you're going to call her annoying, then we'll have a problem," Jasper said.

"No nothing like that," Greg said. "She's really hot is what I was going to say."

"Oh, well yeah I know!" Jasper said with a small laugh, squeezing his hand again.

"I don't know why I'm still holding your hand," Greg admitted.

"Did you have any... feelings while we were kissing?" Jasper asked.

Greg paused thinking.

"No. I mean you were a great kisser. But there was no desire to take it farther. I've never been attracted to men," Greg said.

"Well, then maybe it's a security thing? We just did something pretty far out of your comfort zone," Jasper pointed out. "We don't have to keep holding hands if it's making you uncomfortable."

Greg paused again assessing how he felt.

"I'm not uncomfortable. I think you might be right about it being a security thing," Greg said, squeezing his hand slightly. "I mean you've done all sorts of adventurous things. I know you and I trust you."

"You know Sash too," Jasper said.

"Yeah, but she was holding something else," Greg said.

Jasper burst out laughing.

"You're right," he said. "But you had a good time?"

Greg didn't need to pause and think this time.

"Yes. One of the best times, Jas. Thank you and Mads for being open to this," Greg turned and looked at Jasper.

Jasper held his gaze.

"You're welcome, Greg," he paused. "To think we all used to think you were the dull one."

Greg thought he should feel hurt by that statement, but he didn't. He saw the mirth and laughter in Jasper's eyes.

"Yeah, well. Everyone changes right?"

His eyes twinkled, and he kissed Jasper's fingers before taking his hand back as the women came out of the bathroom.

Thank you so much reading! I hope you enjoyed that. Next week, we'll get part 3 which is told Fred & Aaron's perspective. See you then! xoxoxo, JS