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all sorts of possibilities never previously considered. Matthew decided which one would suit me best, a contraption of black leather with a sold black silicone dildo to fit. It wasn't the largest dildo in the store by any means, and it crossed my mind that Matthew didn't want Beth fucked by anything much bigger than his cock.
        Matthew was impatient to try it out as soon as we got home. He took Beth and me into the bedroom. First he undressed Beth, then he made her undress me. He told her to sit on the bed and wait. He took me in the bathroom and fitted the harness on me. There were straps that went between my legs and around the buttocks, holding everything securely in place. The black dildo stood out a right angle. It was curious; I suddenly felt empowered, to have this great big thing jutting out from my body. So was this how it felt to be a man, with a huge, hard cock? Maybe.
        We went back in the bedroom. Beth's eyes opened wide when she saw the strapon. She looked just a trifle nervous, as if she wasn't sure such a thing would fit inside her, even though, as I've said, it was scarcely bigger than Matthew's erect cock. Matthew led me over to where she was sitting on the bed.
        'Kiss it,' he said to her.
        She bent and kissed the tip. On an impulse, I grabbed the back of her neck and forced the dildo into her mouth, almost to the back of her throat.
        'Suck on that, you little slut,' I said. I don't know where this aggression was coming from. Perhaps I thought that's how men were when they got a hard-on.
        Beth was nearly choking when I let her pull away. Matthew was watching intently. I could see how excited he was. He got on the bed, seating himself upright at the top of it, and then pulled Beth towards him. He made her lie on her back between his legs, then reached down and took hold of her thighs, just behind her knees, and raised them up and outwards, exposing her to me.
        'Fuck the little slut,' he said. His voice was hoarse.
        I got on my knees in front of Beth. I took hold of the dildo and put the tip between the lips of her cunt. Slowly I pushed in. Beth gasped. I continued pushing until it was buried deep inside her. I paused for a moment, then withdrew carefully and pushed in again. I began to fuck her, slowly at first, then faster. Beth groaned and writhed about, but Matthew held her firm. The fucking went on for a while, then Matthew said he wanted to change position. I pulled out of Beth. He told her to get on all fours. I knelt behind her and pushed the dildo in again, holding her hips and thrusting in and out. Matthew took all his clothes off and knelt in front of Beth. He guided her head down to his cock and pushed it into her mouth. Now she was doubly penetrated, front and rear; I've heard this called a spit-roast. I continued to fuck her from behind while Matthew fucked her mouth. It felt good. I wasn't getting any physical stimulus, but that was more than made up for by the excitement of fucking a girl for the first time. I kept going until Matthew came in her mouth. I think she swallowed most of it. Then I pulled out.
        I wondered just for a moment what it would be like to fuck Matthew with the dildo. But I didn't try it. It wasn't his thing, or if it was he'd never given the slightest hint. I hadn't even pushed a finger inside him. I think he felt that for a man to be penetrated was somehow shameful, and I have never tried it. But it was strange how wearing this thing gave me a different perspective on what it is to fuck and to be fucked.
        I lay on my back on the bed, the thing sticking straight up. Beth lay beside me and touched it, stroking it gently, almost as if she was giving me physical pleasure from the contact. I didn't want to come. I'm not sure what I did want, except to digest what had happened. Matthew, having had his orgasm, wasn't immediately interested in further sex-play, so he went and took a shower. When he came