Matt, the Fainting Musclebottom

“So Rafaela cheated on you and you left?”

“Yes. I walked in on them. I was so angry.”

“Why couldn’t she just move out though?”

“It’s her house. Her parents bought it. I don’t want to live there.”

“But then...”, Matt paused. “Why did you come all the way over here?”

“I don’t know many people in the US. I’m afraid if I go see my family in Mexico, I might not be allowed back.”

“Because you two will be separated? So no green card?”, Matt asked. As an Australian native he also got his green card after marrying an American woman. But that was a marriage that lasted six and a half years. Esteban and Rafaela had gotten married less than a year ago. Immigration could be asking questions.

“Yes. And also... You know. Mexico. Donald Trump.”

“Got it”, I said. “It’s great to see you nevertheless. I’m sorry for the circumstances.”

We had invited Esteban inside and sat him down with a glass of water. He had arrived in California on Saturday, noticed we weren’t home and stayed in a motel overnight. He saw on Facebook that we were in San Francisco for the weekend, so returned to wait on the sidewalk today. He had a small suitcase with him and he seemed determined not to go back. But he didn’t have much money left.

Although Matt and I were tired from the parties this weekend, we felt we needed to get outside and talk this out with Esteban. I had forgotten how sexy he was. His white tanktop stuck tightly to his chest and showed off his big arms. His ripped jeans also showed off a nice, meaty ass. His black hair was a little messy and he had gotten some scruffy facial hair. But his sparkling dark eyes and beautiful smile really made for a gorgeous man.

“Let’s go for a walk on the beach”, I said.

The last time we saw Esteban, we also went to the beach, in Florida. This time we went to Marina State Beach. Matt and I went for walks there more and more regularly. We got back in the car and drove the 20 minutes. When we turned right onto Blanco Road, Esteban piped up from the backseat.

“You didn’t tell me you lived in a town with many Latinos.”

I looked at Matt, who turned to Esteban.

“Yeah, big Latino community here.”

That was weird.

“Are you thinking of living here, Esteban?”

“I don’t know. I... I just don’t know.”

He seemed completely lost, like he had no idea why he was really here. Like, he was welcome to stay with us for a few days. But apart from that, this was all quite strange.

Blanco Road brought us into the countryside. Esteban said that my parents were doing fine and that he hadn’t given them any details about what happened. He felt like it wasn’t his place to tell them, because they love Rafaela so much. Instead he had told my parents he was going to give us a surprise visit.

“That wasn’t a lie!”, Matt said.

We drove right through Marina, California, and soon enough we found ourselves at the beach. It was only about 61 degrees (16 Celsius) but clear skies and sunny. It had been hotter back in Salinas. Esteban was still in his tanktop but he didn’t seem to be cold.

We walked along the water. Esteban looked down at the sand.

“Thanks, guys. I need this, to clear my head.”

“I just wanna say, Esteban...”, I started. “You are welcome to stay for a few days. Until you figure out a plan of some sort. Do you need to go to work tomorrow?”

“Last night I e-mailed all my clients for the week to cancel. But to be honest, I don’t know if I ever wanna go back there.”

“Maybe you’ll feel different eventually”, Matt said. But for the next week, you can stay on our sofa.”

“Thank you so much. You guys are so cool. I don’t know how I can pay you back.”

“No need to!”, Matt smiled as he put an arm around Esteban’s shoulders. I walked on the other side of Esteban and he put an arm around both my and Matt’s waists.

“Sorry to spring this all on you.”

“We did say you could visit anytime, to be fair”, I said.

Back in the apartment, Matt cooked something for us. Matt still wore the outfit he had put on this morning in the hotel in San Francisco. Normally he would be naked by now, or at least wear an apron only as he cooked. I changed into sweats, Esteban even had a shower and came back in nothing but sweat shorts. His built, tan body on display. He seemed refreshed and said he already felt better. When he walked toward me on the sofa, I could swear I saw something flop about in his shorts.

“Dinner on sofa or at the table?”, Matt asked from the kitchen.

“Your call”, I said as I looked at Esteban.

He smiled and turned around to Matt. “Is it something that’s safe to eat on the sofa?”

“It’s chicken pasta. There is a tomato sauce which could stain, but if I put it in bowls, I think you’ll be fine.”

“Then I call sofa”, he said.

We watched Esteban’s favourite show, Bob’s Burgers.

Soon enough Matt and I were both tired and went to bed. Matt left Esteban a blanket and a pillow and we headed to the bedroom. We both had to work the next day. Matt fell asleep almost instantly when we hit the bed. I heard the TV for a little longer but at 10:30 I saw the lights go off and no longer heard the TV. I drifted off soon after.

I felt my cock being sucked. I could feel it was already rock hard. I smiled, slowly waking up. This was a familiar way for Matt to wake me up in the morning, or even at night if he felt horny. But when I looked down I saw Esteban. He was on his knees at the foot of the bed, looking straight at me as he was going down on me. I raised my head and leaned on my elbows, about to ask him what the hell he was doing. He brought his finger to his mouth, signalling me to be quiet. He put his hand on my chest, to make me lay back down. I obeyed. I looked to my left and saw Matt, on his back. Sleeping. The covers were off and his cock was pointing straight up into the sky. Esteban had probably been sucking him off as well, but it hadn’t woken him up. Esteban was now jerking off Matt and sucking my cock at the same time. As good as it felt, I had to stop him.

“Esteban”, I whispered, loudly. “Stop.”

He sat up on his knees, now showing the massive erection he had in his shorts.

“Please let me thank you”, he pleaded. A serious expression on his face. He didn’t whisper. Matt moaned and stirred.

“You don’t need to do that”, I whispered.

“But I want to!”

Now Matt was awake.

“What?”

He looked around to take it all in. He saw three erect cocks, one of which encased in shorts.

“What’s going on?”

“Esteban wanted to say thank you.”

“Oh. Oh no...”

“Please. Let me.” Esteban seemed desperate.

“I’m sorry mate, we are exclusive”, Matt said. “You’re a sexy man and it looks like you got yourself a really nice tool down there, but...”

Matt should not have said that as Esteban whipped out a long, uncircumcised  9’’ cock that bobbed up and down in front of him. It was longer, but not as thick as mine.

Matt was stunned into silence as he looked at it in awe. He then looked at me.

“Do you want that inside of you?”, I asked Matt.

“One time?”, he asked.

“I never would have guessed, but now that I saw your cocks it makes total sense you’re the bottom”, Esteban said.

“One condition”, I said. “You fuck Matt. I get to fuck you.”

I started by getting up on my knees and letting Matt blow me. He worshipped my cock like he always did, looking up at me with his big brown eyes. In the meantime, Esteban had lubed him up and put on a condom. As Esteban entered Matt’s hole, I could see Matt’s eyes roll up in ecstacy.

“Oh yeah”, he exclaimed with his mouth full. Esteban was a slow, sensual top. Matt was now holding his own knees, Esteban’s weight rested on his hands next to Matt’s sides, Esteban’s bulging muscles visible in his arms. I’m not going to lie, it was quite hot to see my muscular boyfriend, seemingly so alpha, getting fucked and loving it. But I preferred doing it myself. Soon enough I took my dick out of Matt’s mouth and kneeled behind Esteban. I rimmed him for a bit, but soon after I put on a condom and started fucking him. Esteban was clearly not as used to my cock as Matt, so I had to take it slow. After a while we got into a rhythm, Esteban and I thrusting at the same time, slightly faster than Esteban had done before. Esteban was groaning loudly, at times it was unclear if he was in pain. Matt’s moaning got desperate and he begged for us to keep going. After a few minutes Matt had a handsfree orgasm and shot all over his own six pack stomach.

“He might pass out”, I told Esteban.

But Matt stayed with us. Then Esteban pushed me back and said that I was too big for him to handle.

Matt wasn’t done and got on all fours.

“I wanna take you both”, he said.

I pushed Esteban to go first as he kneeled behind Matt and again started his slow-paced, sensual fuck. Matt was loving it. But then he looked back at me and said, “I want you inside of me too, baby”.

I was unsure of how to navigate this, as I had never done this before.

“Lay on your back”, Matt said.

I did as I was told and Matt straddled me on all fours. Now Esteban could fuck him doggy style while I fucked him from below.

The first time our two cocks entered Matt’s hole, his eyes widened and he let out a surprised “Ohhhhh!”

“You OK, babe?”, I asked. His face was inches from mine as sweat fell from his forehead on my face.

“Yes! Yes!”, he said and he kissed me passionately.

We continued, slowly fucking him.

“Don’t stop if I pass out”, he said as his moaning got loud and high. “Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Don’t stop!”

I initiated going slightly faster and I started thrusting my hips so I could go into Matt deeper. But at the first thrust, literally a small fountain of cum spurted from his cock onto me.

“Unnnhhhhh!”, he let out and I knew he was going to pass out.

I could tell he was trying not to, because he didn’t want to fall on top of me. But he did. With a smack his body fell on top of mine and his head narrowly missed mine and fell into the pillow.

I could now see Esteban’s face, which looked confused.

“Keep going”, I said. “This always happens.”

We were both still inside him, but Esteban had to angle Matt’s big ass in a way that we could continue fucking him. Quite soon, Matt came to and looked at my face.

“Oh my gosh, that was intense”, he sighed.

Esteban pulled out, causing my cock to fall out of Matt’s ass as well.

Matt laid on his back next to me and was breathing heavily. His entire body was shiny with sweat.

“I want both of your cum on my face, please. Please?”

Matt was so submissive tonight, it was quite the turn on. Esteban started jerking himself off next to Matt’s face, but I wasn’t done. I took off my condom and fucked Matt bare, as we had done after we had gotten tested together a few months into our relationship.

“I don’t think I can handle another round, mate”, Matt said just as I pushed into him.

“Oh wow, yes I can...ughh...”

His body shivered with pleasure as I saw him caress Esteban’s body. I knew exactly how to pleasure my man as I pushed into him deep and started fucking him like I know he likes. His hands were massaging Esteban’s nipples. I knew I could make him cum a third time. I’m pretty sure I hit his prostate at exactly the time Esteban said he was about to cum.

“Please, on my face!”, Matt said, right before exclaiming, “Aahhh..., oh that feels... I’m gonna...”

And again without touching himself, Matt came all over himself. His eyes rolled up and his hands fell off Esteban’s chest onto the bed. He was out cold once again and just as his own cum hit his abs, Esteban’s cum landed on his unconscious face.

I was now ready to cum myself, so I pulled out and made sure to position myself so I could cum on Matt’s face as well. He wasn’t aware that it had happened yet, but he now had two loads dripping off his face. I made sure nothing would end up in his eyes once he woke up. Which took a while this time. After about 90 seconds, Matt was back in the room and started licking some of the cum off around his mouth. Wiped some more off with his fingers and eagerly ate it.

“That was amazing”, he uttered.

All three of us were now exhausted and we fell asleep cuddling each other. Matt was in the middle and right before I fell asleep I heard him whisper, “I prefer your cock”.

When the alarm went off a few hours later, I noticed that Esteban was no longer in the bed. Matt was still sleeping. I assumed Esteban had moved back to the sofa, but he wasn’t there either. There was a note on the kitchen table that read:

“I am sorry. This was never my intention. I feel very bad about what happened. I will not bother you again. Please forgive me. Thank you for your hospitality. Esteban.”

His suitcase was gone. Matt came out of the bedroom, naked, again with a semi-hard cock.

“Did he leave?”, he asked.

“Yeah...”, I replied.

Matt walked over to me and hugged me.

“Part of me is glad.”

“Why?”

“I realized I do not want to share you ever again. It was not worth it. I regret it. I’m sorry.”

“It’s OK, babe. It was hot, but one time only. Deal?”

“Deal.”

He gave me a big kiss. And then we remembered it was Monday and got ready for work.

To be continued....