From the moment I met him, I was enamored with A. He was kind, sweet, sexy, and funny. He's two years older than I am. Kind of a natural build. Not heavy, but not overly defined either. Slightly taller than me, with short brown hair and beautiful brown eyes.
When we first met, he had a girlfriend, and no matter how much I wanted him, I wasn't going to cross that line.
We lost contact and reconnected about a decade later. He was single at the time, but going through a tough breakup. We got really drunk one night and I came on to him, but nothing happened. In between him questioning his sexuality and perhaps being afraid of taking advantage of me (I got way too drunk as a way to calm the nerves), it just wasn't the right time. Shortly after, he got back together with his most recent gf.
A knew I was gay since we met. We always had a buddy-buddy relationship with a level of flirting just below the surface.
I'll admit, I shamelessly threw myself at him this time around. I had gone though a lot since we last met, and I knew I wanted something more. He wouldn't stray, though. I loved that about him. He'd flirt hard, but nothing happened.
They broke up and, of course, I was there to help. It took a while, but eventually he warmed up to the idea of exploring. He was afraid of ruining our friendship, though, and had some reservations.
Eventually I convinced him to try a threesome if I could find an open-minded girl. It took some searching online, but eventually I found a couple. The wife wanted to be fucked by another man, and the husband wanted to try fucking another man.
After some correspondence, we finally agreed to meet up. It wasn't exactly how I hoped we'd get to being naked together, but it was a start.
They invited us over for drinks. A sat on a couch with the wife (W), and I sat on a couch with the husband, H. W was a beautiful short red head. She had nice curvy body, and a great pair of breasts. H was tall and broad shouldered. He had a beard and I could tell he worked out. He had dark brown hair and a nice tan.
W made a move pretty quick and A was very receptive. They went upstairs and left me and H to get better acquainted.
He admitted he was nervous as he'd never been with another man. I told him I was nervous as I was mostly there to satisfy A's fantasy. After realizing our shared uncertainty, we became more comfortable. Eventually he decided we should join the A and W.
We went into the bedroom. The light was on. He was on top of her, slowly thrusting his cock inside her pussy. She was moaning happily as he grunted with each thrust. It was the first time I'd ever seen him properly naked. I'll never forget how amazing his ass looked as he clenched with each thrust. It was everything I'd hoped for.
Instinctively, I reached down and grabbed H's hardening cock. He grabbed me, threw me against the wall, and began exploring my mouth with his tongue. I was overcome with passion and met him with enthusiasm. I was already unbuttoning his pants as he removed his shirt. I could tell H had a nice body, but I was not ready for the chiseled features. I had never seen such a gorgeous torso in person before.
I ran my tongue from his neck, down along his chest as I fell to my knees and pulled his pants down. I took his massive 9 inch cock into my mouth, gasping for air as I did.
After several moments of him grunting and shoving his mammoth dick down my throat, he picked me up and brought me to the bed beside A and W. He pushed me on my back, threw my legs over his shoulders, and positioned himself.
At first, he couldn't get in. No matter how much I wanted it, he was too big, I was a bit tense, and he was trying to go in dry. In our previous communication, I mentioned he'd need lube. I was glad to see him lean over to the nightstand to procure a bottle. He lubed his cock up nicely and tried again.
It took some time and some fingering, but I was finally able to take him in. We waited a few moments for the discomfort to fade, and soon his cock was gliding in and out as my asshole wrapped tightly around him.
I was moaning in pleasure and looked over my left shoulder. Sometime during my bliss, A and W had switched places. He was on his back as she rode him. I looked down and saw he was pretty thick. Not overly long, but a pleasant girth. He gazed longingly into my eyes as I moaned in pleasure. He took my face in his hand and brought me in for a quick kiss.
Our tongues massaged each other as we moaned in our separate pleasure. It felt great to finally be kissing the man I'd wanted for 15 years.
He turned to fondle W's breasts and I suddenly found myself curious by her. I reached out and grabbed one. She smiled and moved my hand from her breast down to her dripping pussy. She had me massage her clit as A fucked her. She moaned passionately as she neared climax and came all over my hand. She then grabbed it and moved it to A's mouth so he could suck the juices off my fingers.
The feeling of A's mouth on my body was too much and I cried out in ecstasy as I came. My load shot all over my chest. H smiled as he moved in to lick it up. He then leaned over and kissed his wife as she continued riding A. They swapped my cum in their mouths.
A came shortly after, and finally H did, too. We all laid there for about 10 minutes after, me wrapped around H and W wrapped around A. A and I got up, bid farewell to our hosts, and drove off.
We never did it again, and we never spoke of it again. Six months later A was in a new relationship, and I found myself ready to move on. H and W reached out to me, and while I considered it, I decided not to go back. I don't know if they approached A.
Even though I lost touch with A, I'll always remember the night we shared with the hottest couple I've ever met in person.
