Meeting Gary

I was sixteen and had just left school when I first met Gary (not his real name). I met him through some friends of my sister and he was well known amongst many of the local teenage girls in the area. He was 22, fit, long shoulder length hair, broad shouldered, a real rocker type. To be blunt, girls, especially girls my age around 16, fought to get his attention. After visiting Gary's flat a couple of times with a girl friend from school I turned up one day and he was laying around smoking with a girl I recognised from school. He was wearing just his pants and she was down to her bra and panties. He didn't seem to mind and soon I joined them on the bed smoking until soon, I was also in my pants. The next thing I know the girl has removed her bra and Gary is fingering her inside her knickers while stroking his cock. Time seemed to stand still as I watched transfixed as he slowly stroked along her pussy for some minutes before pulling aside her knickers and I can clearly see him parting her pussy lips and starting to finger her slowly. I can feel my own cock harden and take it in hand and start to slowly stroke myself as he thrusts three fingers deep into her as she watches us both stroking our cocks. Its not long before she starts to have an orgasm and watching as she lays back groaning on the bed we both shoot our loads over her and the bed sheet. For several weeks I increasingly stayed at Gary's flat until after about a month he put a bed on one part of the lounge, built a partition for himself and we shared the rent for the flat. Although girls weren't much interested in me (I was 6 3inches tall, 12 stone when wet, with a wide mouth with big lips and blond hair down my back. I resembled a tall, flat chested girl) but it did allow me great access to his girlfriends, or should I say watching his girlfriends as he fucked them anywhere in the flat that took his fancy! He never seemed to mind that I would be laying on my bed or the couch, often able to watch and would slowly wank myself off as he fucked them in front of me. He also had another habit that fascinated me and I never got bored of. Gary was possibly the most highly sexed guy I have ever met and his ability to maintain an erection is something most guys can only Dream. Many nights, Gary and I would lay around often naked smoking and drinking till the early hours. As the evening wore on he would start to stroke and play with his cock, slowly bringing himself to the edge over and over again, sometimes for up to two hours. During these times he wouldn't care if I was there or not, in fact he seemed to love it when I watched. As he slowly brought himself repeatedly to the edge he would look at me daring me to reach out and touch him but on the odd occasion I tried he would always pull back. The one exception was when he was about to come. Sometimes I would lean across his body as he lay back, position my mouth above or near his cock and as I did so he would immediately explode as if the thought of me sucking him was enough. The repeated edging always meant he had a full load and he would shoot long beads of cum several feet into the air or occasionally I would catch a blast and avidly lick his cum from my mouth or face. Having nowhere near his stamina I would often wank myself two or three times during one of these sessions although he never seemed interested or bothered whether I touched myself or not.