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by Larry Taylor I was at my buddy Tom's house one day admiring his collection of tropical fish. I was in the tenth grade, so I must have been fifteen or sixteen at the time. His girlfriend Penny had taken advantage of his parent's absence to come over for a little fooling around. She was a very cute girl about fourteen or fifteen years old. I had tried my hand at raising tropicals and had failed miserably. Most of my fish had died within a few months. I asked Tom what his secret was. Inexplicably, he and his girlfriend laughed until tears rolled down their cheeks. "Why don't you show him, Tom?" Penny asked. He pulled a chair up at one end of the tank then stood on it and dropped his pants. He took his cock in his hand and began to stroke it. I could hardly believe my eyes! He was masturbating in front of his girlfriend and I as though it were the most natural thing in the world. My face felt as though it were on fire as a blush spread upward from my neck. I wanted to look away but I just couldn't do it. The sight of my friend wanking was turning me on. A big bulge swelled up in my pants and I could do nothing to stop it. Tom had a broad grin on his face as he pumped his thick cock. "I got the idea for this when I saw how much they loved brine shrimp," he explained. "When I saw how they went after those little shrimp, I figured that they preferred live food. I thought they might like the little polliwogs swimming around in my jism. Here come your polliwogs, fish," he said, and then his cock began to shoot streams of cum onto the water. The cum-spurts splashing into the water sent out concentric rings of ripples that lapped against the glass sides of the tank. As the gobs of cum began to sink into the water, the fish went into a feeding frenzy. I doubt that a single sperm made it to the bottom. While her boyfriend was shooting off, Penny was rolling on the floor howling with laughter. Tom squeezed out every drop onto the water. The fish swam around the tank frantically looking for spunk. Little by little, they calmed down and life in the tank returned to normal. "That was a good feeding," Tom said. "I gave them a little more than usual because it turned me on to have you guys watching." "You're not the only one who got turned on," Penny said, pointing at the tent in my pants. "Check out your gay buddy." I protested her accusation. "I am not gay!" I insisted. It wasn't quite the truth. I was strongly attracted to both sexes. It confused me at the time, but now I am very pleased that I am bisexual. Penny just wouldn't let up on me. "Do you think your fish can eat another load, Tom?" she asked. When he nodded yes, she said, "I think your buddy here should feed them just to prove he's man enough to do it." My friend agreed with her. "Yeah, Larry, get up there and feed my fish," he said. I loved to masturbate and did it as often as possible, but I had never jacked off in front of anyone before. If it had just been Tom and I, I probably wouldn't have hesitated, but I was afraid that Penny would blab to her friends about it. "Come on, buddy, get up there and jack off for my fish," Tom goaded. "I can see that you want to. I'll make a deal with you. If you feed my fish, we'll let you watch us fuck." I couldn't pass up an offer like that. I had never watched anyone fuck and I desperately wanted to satisfy my curiosity. Penny and Tom applauded as I stood on the chair and dropped my pants. They stopped laughing and watched intently as I took my hard cock in my hand. "Try to make it shoot faster than Tom's did," Penny suggested. Once I got past the first few strokes, I enjoyed the experience immensely, and the blush began to fade from my face. It occurred to me that Tom and Penny might even let me do more than just watch them fuck. I could tell by the look on Penny's face that she was impressed with my fucker which was bigger than her boyfriend's in every way. I felt that little tingle behind my nuts that means that there is no turning back. "OH, FUCK, HERE IT COMES!" I shouted. Streams of cum sprayed the surface of the water. I came with such force that it looked like miniature explosions were going off on the surface. Tom and Penny were cheering and applauding. I watched the fish dart about the tank gobbling up the white droplets until not a single speck of my load remained. Tom and Penny made good on their promise. We took off our clothes, and they put on a suck-fuck show for me. They imposed two conditions. First, I had to masturbate constantly. They said that if they caught me with my hand off of my cock I would have to leave. I wouldn't have wanted it any other way! Secondly, I couldn't cum unless Tom did. Then I had to stand at the foot of the bed and jack off for them. If I couldn't manage it, I had to leave. They knew a lot about sex so it was quite an education. I tried to burn the images so deeply into my brain that I could replay them like a movie whenever I masturbated. It's just as well that I did; they broke up shortly afterward so I never got to watch them fuck again. All I had to beat off with were the memories. Tom came three times, once in her mouth, once in her ass, and once in the condom he wore when he fucked her pussy. After each of Tom's orgasms, I stood at the foot of the bed and jerked off for them. I didn't have the slightest difficulty getting my rocks off. After I jacked off for the third time, Penny picked up the rubber that Tom had used on her cunt and went to the fish tank. "You guys fed them breakfast and lunch," she said. "I'm going to feed them dinner." She carefully squeezed every drop of cum out of the rubber. Tom's fourth load of the day didn't amount to much and the fish made short work of it. After that, Tom often called me and said, "My parents are gone. Come over and we'll feed the fish." I always took him up on the offer, even though it wasn't quite as much fun without Penny watching. Tom's parents both worked, so he had the house all to himself during the day. We were able to strip naked and take our time without fear of being caught. Sometimes we beat off together with Tom at one end of the tank and me at the other, but we usually went one at a time. One day when I was standing naked on the chair next to the tank pulling my pud, Tom casually reached up and gave me a hand. My first handjob felt so good! I came so hard that I nearly fell off of the chair. Then Tom stood on the chair and I did the same to him. The fish feasted that day!