Chapter 3
Tony had found out about them. One night, he had wanted to make love to June and she didn't want to. They quarrelled and she told him about Barney. Then Tony turned on Barney like a tiger fighting for his mate. Not that June was his one and only girl; Tony was enjoying love affairs with half a dozen girls, but he didn't like the idea of his property being encroached upon. It was the old male ego all over again.
At first, Barney sensed a coolness in the atmosphere, an abruptness in Tony's manner of addressing him. Then Tony began sneering at his work, saying he couldn't work with such poor copy and the headlines Barney was submitting for the layouts. Barney argued with him, defending his work hotly, but Tony had been at the agency six years and his seniority served him well in this instance. Tony was pulling rank and making things miserable for him.
Finally, one day Barney couldn't take it any longer, and he asked Tony if there was something on his mind.
"Why do you ask?" Tony asked coolly.
"I think it's fairly obvious we two aren't hitting it off like we did in the beginning. There's got to be a reason."
"There is. You're a lousy copywriter," Tony sneered.
Barney kept tight control of his temper. "You know that isn't true, Tony. Something's bothering you, and I wish you'd get it off your chest. Get it out in the open."
"June's my girl, didn't you know that?" Tony spat out, the veins in his forehead throbbing. "Where does a down east hick like you get his crust, horning in on me?"
"June's over twenty-one and perfectly capable of making up her own mind," Barney said evenly, resisting the impulse to grab Tony by the throat and throttle him.
"Let's get one thing straight as long as you brought this up," Tony snapped, "Keep the hell away from June. She's my property."
"Why, Mr. D'Onofrio," Barney smiled, his heart pounding, "You can go to hell, and what do you think of that?"
Tony made a grab for him, but Barney seized his hand and shoved him away. "Don't start anything you can't finish, Tony."
Barney was almost six feet tall and weighed 200 pounds, but Tony was a muscular 190 pounds and he worked out at the Y almost daily.
"Why don't we go to the Y and settle this man to man," Tony said hoarsely, his face red.
"A fistfight? That's kind of juvenile, don't you think?" Barney asked, wondering how to get out of this. It certainly wouldn't look well for a comparative newcomer like himself to get into fights with other members of the staff. Besides, fighting was silly.
"Wrestling, judo, karate, name your weapon," Tony snapped, "I'll take great pleasure in knocking you on your tail in any of them."
Barney thought a moment. He couldn't figure out how to get out of this without seeming a coward. June didn't mean that much to him, but he had to teach Tony a lesson, and he agreed to a little wrestling match at the Y.
They waited until 6 p.m., then took a cab to the Y. Tony got into a pair of track shorts and found another pair for Barney. Then they went to the mat. They circled each other warily. Then Tony seized him and applied an arm lock. Barney wrestled his way free, panting, and took Tony by the waist, trying to knock him down over his extended hip. They fell to the mat and Barney got him in a headlock, applying intense pressure. Tony squirmed free and got a toe-hold on him. They were both sweating profusely now. Barney felt as though his toe would break off, and he hit Tony in the jaw with his elbow. Tony grunted in pain and reeled back.
Barney flung himself at Tony and applied a scissor lock, but Tony managed to wrench himself free and aimed a vicious blow at Barney's groin with his foot. Barney caught his foot and heaved him into the air. Tony came down with a resounding thump on the canvas. Barney seized him by the throat. "You want to fight foul, do you?" Tony's eyes bulged and after a moment or two, he gasped, "You win! You win!"
Barney released him and they lay there in the mat, panting for air. Then Barney said, "I'm sorry I had to do that. I usually believe in fighting fair."
Tony's mouth was a thin slit of hatred. "I'll get you yet, don't worry. I don't give up that easily."
They got dressed and each wended his separate way back to the agency.
Barney decided it would be just as well if he avoided June. Not that he was giving in to Tony, but if she meant that much to him, Tony was welcome to her. But June wouldn't let matters rest. She enjoyed the way Barney made love. She wanted him; she didn't want Tony. So she pursued Barney relentlessly, calling him to her office for endless conferences, leaning over him, her breasts in his face, a whiff of her provocative perfume in his nostrils. He turned his face away.
"What's the matter?" June asked, annoyed. "Nothing," Barney replied.
"You've been turning the deep freeze on me lately. I know something is wrong, Barney," she said, deeply troubled, desiring him mightily.
It was then he told her about the fight with Tony D'Onofrio.
"So that's it," June said, secretly pleased over the thought that two such desirable men were fighting over her. "Well, you won fair and square, what's holding you back now?" She nestled into his lap, grinding her luscious rounded hips on his stiffening penis. She knew it wanted her even if he didn't. It had a life of its own. It ruled Barney whether he liked it or not. All men were that way with their tools. She wriggled around voluptuously on his lap, feeling his penis grow stiffer and stiffer, sensing that his resolution was growing weaker and weaker. She unzipped his fly and began to play with his hot, quivering penis, fondling it lovingly, caressing the beet red tip of it.
"Well!"
They looked up and saw Penny staring at them. She had come into the office on an errand of her own and, always in a hurry, hadn't bothered to knock. Penny couldn't keep her eyes off Barney's penis. Instead of leaving as she should have done, she came up close and asked in a small girl voice if she could join in the fun.
June's first impulse was to order her to leave but she sensed that the addition of another partner in the sex act would stimulate Barney and break down whatever mental reservations he might feel. So she invited Penny to stay.
"But first lock the door," she ordered.
Penny did as she instructed, then came over to them, quickly getting out of her clothes. She quickly inserted her nipples in Barney's mouth while busily engaged in unbuttoning his shirt and loosening his tie.
Meanwhile, June had sunk to her knees and fixed her mouth on his spear of flesh. Barney trembled with desire as both girls went to work on him, undressing him, fondling and playing with his private parts simultaneously. He fumbled with June's clothes, taking them off, so that in a trice all three of them were stark naked.
Now Barney lay down on the couch and both girls took turns sucking his tool, a lick here and a lick there. While one would suck on his took the other would busy herself sucking on his nipples, and he lay there trembling with ecstasy, delicious tickling sensations running through his entire body. Penny was especially adept at licking his nipples, her tongue slowly curling around them wetly and lasciviously while her graceful hands caressed his muscular thighs and flat belly. While she was doing this, June was taking his monstrous tool in her mouth, her warm saliva lubricating it, her tongue revolving around and around, her mouth firmly, tightly enclosing his spear of flesh, slipping up and down until he thought he would perish with the delicious sensation. His hands were busy with their lovely breasts, clutching and squeezing the delectable flesh, the skin so smooth and silky, the nipples rising hard and erect under his plucking and twiddling.
He felt himself on the verge of ejaculating, and he told both girls to stop momentarily while he rested up for his arduous labors ahead. They both sat on the couch, their legs spread wide apart while he ate them simultaneously. His tongue darted into their slits and found the clitoris on each of them, and they moaned in delight and ecstasy. June's clitoris was bigger and harder than Penny's, like a little tool all of her own. He mouthed the lips of her vagina, burying his face between her creamy thighs, running his lips up and down her moist slit for several strokes, then alternating with Penny's cunny, his hand stretched upwards clutching their titties, pulling at the wondrous pink nipples. The nipples stood up like champagne corks and he kissed them and nibbled them while his fingers zipped in like greased lightning into both their slits.
The girls were gasping and groaning and begging him to keep on doing it because they loved it so. Then Barney couldn't stand it any longer and he lay June down on the couch and carefully inserted his tool between the lips of her slit. While he was bending over her, Penny got around in back of him and began tonguing his anus. Inch by inch, his tool slid all the way up June's treasure trove.
His tool moved in and out smoothly, forcefully, driving in and out of her cunny with a charging rhythm that was more delightful than anything she had ever experienced before.
Then she spasmed, throwing her legs and arms around Barney, digging her sharp nails into his back, screaming out loud in her intense pleasure. He didn't stop pumping; in fact, he increased the tempo of his pumping until she thought she would die of pleasure. He was in complete control of June and she was spasming again and again, her lovely body twitching as his tool impaled her to the couch.
"Oh, keep screwing, don't ever stop!" she cried out in her desire for his monstrous thing inside her, "I love it, love it, it feels so g-o-o-d, darling, keep it up forever. Oooooh, it's so big and juicy and thick. Oh, god."
Barney was able to hold back his own ejaculation until he mounted Penny next. He wanted to give her intense pleasure too. And he did. His penis was shiny with her love juice as it came out of her slit and then he was forcing her wide open with his monstrous pecker, forcing down deep into her, deeper and deeper, until he was so deep inside her cunny she thought his penis would come out of her mouth any moment. Meanwhile, June embraced him from the back, her red fingernails digging into his chest, her fingers twiddling his nipples as he pumped away into Penny who was moaning in utmost delight. Barney pumped away in perfect rhythm, his penis hard and erect and gooey and slithery from her discharges. He slammed it in and out, in and out, and Penny's eyes were closed in ecstasy as she begged him to keep it up forever. But he couldn't, much as he would have liked to. He shoved it all the way into her, and she could feel the warm spray of his semen spurting inside her and the deliciousness of the mutual orgasm was stupendous. Then he did the same with June after resting up a bit.
All three agreed it had been a marvelous, thrilling experience.