For the sake of all the characters in the story, we have decided to change the names and location.
My name is John, I am 5’05”, average Latino, 6” dick uncut dick, and a bottom. I had recently gotten through a breakup, devastated by the breakup, I decided to leave and move somewhere that I could start my life anew, different from the constant reminder that Mike had left me for my best friend. Little did I learn that there was much more that life had in store for me, far away, embracing the new lifestyle and home that I would now come accustomed to, but first, I must tell you how I went to what it is that I came into.
It all started one day when I was at work, and Mike and I had moved to a small town near the edge of Dallas. We had been together for about a year now, meeting when we were in college, he seemed to always show an interest in me since he was always so extraverted and found that my scrawny introverted-Ness always kept to myself. He always thought that he could make me more extroverted since I kept to myself, so he would be the one who would want to always go and hang out with other people and make me go out to social events. Since he was so active, he liked how small I was in comparison to him and loved to have sex; he was always a horndog, so every chance that we could, he would love to fuck me more.
As we lived longer and longer together, it was almost like he was pulling away, with him being more distracted while I was at home, not wanting to have sex as much, but also, I was being more focused at work, being focused on my career, so I didn’t realize it that much.
One Day, during a work meeting, I had just texted my best friend, an ex-roommate from my college days, “Hey, what are you doing tonight? Been a day at work, want to go hang out, grab a beer?’
“Sure, what time is best?” was my reply, not right after
“I get off at 8, we can go to the bar”, sighing in relief, as it would be the highlight of my day since all I have been dealing with is just more difficult patients.
I never got a response back from him, but I went through my day. I was let go early because the last of the patients that were coming in to get seen had cancelled, so I was let go around 4, which was very early, but they had hired extra staff to accommodate the Holidays. I drove home, tired as I was, and I just parked the car in the driveway, not realizing the car in the street that was in front of the house. I just assumed that it could have been the neighbors since they always have someone over, and they are always parking in our spot.
I walked into the house, and everything was silent. I didn’t know where Mike was so I put the keys on the table and went upstairs to take a shower so that I could get ready to go out tonight with my best friend, Tom. As I was going up the stairs, I saw that the room door was ajar, but there was a lot of noise coming from it, creaking, grunting, moaning… I paused, thinking that Mike was just watching porn, jerking off, but something in me told me to slow down and stay quiet.
As I was getting closer to the door, I was starting to make out the noise and was hearing Mike grunting, when I started to hear a familiar voice, “Uh, yes sir, please go deeper, no one uses me like the way that you always have”, followed by heavy bed creeks
“Yeah, you like that, don’t you slut? You like every time that I use you.” That is when I got close right at the door, right as I was about to sneak a peek, that I knew it was Mike cheating on me with someone, and I moved just enough to where I could see what was going on.
I saw Mike naked in all his muscular glory, shining from the amount of sweat that he was excreting. On the bed, there was another guy who Mike was on top of, but I couldn’t make them out; all I could see was their naked ass full of Mike’s cock being shoved in.
“Uh, do you feel that… your cunt needs it?” Mike grunted as he fucked the stranger, pushing him up and down with such fierce, the bed was shaking, sliding, scraping the floor, but more was the sound coming from the moaning of the stranger, unable to make out the voice.
“Please, Mike,” his eyes rolled back,” Fuck my hole, I know my pussy is better than John's, you know you need someone willing to give you what you need every time.”
As soon as I heard his voice, I knew who it was; it was Tom, clear as day. That’s when I leaned a little forward, and the door creaked. As soon as I heard my mistake, I looked up, and they saw me standing at the door. I kept staring at them as they stared at me in daze, when Mike yelled, “John, oh shit, you're home.” Mike pulled out of Tom so fast that it almost looked like it hurt him, but it also gave him so much pleasure based on his facial expressions.
That’s when I awoke from my daze and ran downstairs, grabbed my keys, and heard Mike say, “John, wait, let me explain”. While I didn’t know how to react, all that I was able to see behind me was Mike naked with his fully hard 8” uncut cock pointing right at me. I simply slammed the entrance door, ran to the car, and pulled out of the driveway, leaving.
As I made my way down the road, I simply stopped maybe a dozen houses away, but still able to see my home.
I parked my car in front of someone else’s home and stopped to think what it was that I was doing. I wasn’t crying, I wasn’t angry, I looked down to my lap and kept thinking to myself if there was something wrong with me, when I noticed that I was fully hard myself. I kept replaying the scenario of what it was that Mike and Tom were doing in the bedroom, all naked, how the bed was shaking vigorously, how rough Mike was fucking Tom with his fat dick, thinking how I personally have never seen my best friend’s pink, tight, puckered pussy, thinking how many times has Mike fucked him? Has he always Fucked him? I kept thinking how every time that Mike would push his dick in Tom, Tom would grip his arms around Mike seeing causing there to be red scratches on Mike’s back, almost like he desperately needed it.
I sat in the car for about 3 hours watching in silence at the house, thinking over and over about what it was I saw, how to process what it is that I saw, and why it was that I could not for the dear life of me not lose the hard on that I had. It was dark, almost 8 pm when Tom left the house, and I stayed in the car maybe another 30 minutes before I went up to the house, pulled up in the parking lot, and walked up to the door.
Right as I was about to grab the doorknob, I thought about a million different things that were about to happen: Mike begging for fogginess, yelling, grabbing my things, and going, forgiveness, Mike packing his things. I decided to take a breath and walk through the door. To my sight, all that I saw was Mike waiting for me calmly on the sofa in the living room.
“Hey, can we talk?”
“Sure”, I just went and sat on the other sofa in front of him.
“I know that you saw me and Tom fucking on the bed earlier.”
“Yes, I did”, I said, puckering my ass as much as I could so that he could not see my dicking getting hard from the conversation. “How long has this been going on?”
“About two weeks after I had met you”, not even a hesitation in his face.
“This entire time, why did you never say anything to me? You have been cheating on me this entire time”, I said with a little more anger coming out of me in my voice.
“Yeah, I was going to cut things off with you, but you always found a way to make me smile and feel comfortable about myself, but Tom, that day that I came to your dorm room to find you I open the door thinking that I was going to surprise you, but instead you weren’t there, your roommate had come out of the shower and was fully naked and I couldn’t resist that tight ass, I pinned him to the wall and fucked the shit out him so hard, he was begging me to stop and it made me go even harder”, he said as he was smirking looking down to the floor almost like he didn’t want to admit that he was in the wrong.
“How often”, was the only thing that I could muster to say
“4-5 times a week, anywhere and everywhere that I can use him”
“He was my best friend!” I wanted to make him feel bad for what it was that he was doing.
“ I know and I feel bad, but Tom made a good point that you could have me all the time, but when I just needed to fuck that I could you him whenever I needed to and then leave him there like a used cumrag for my dick”, The thought alone that there was no emotions, no feelings, just fucking and going was making me really horny.
“So, where do we go from here?” I kept thinking to myself
“Where do you want to go from here, because you don’t give me that tight ass as much, and I can’t afford to stop fucking his pussy, its tight, fuckable, and accessible to me whenever I want, he’s my bitch and he doesn’t care even if you watch, I personally think it would be hot if you watched too…..When you left I was thinking of going after you but then I ran back upstairs and saw Tom putting on his jock strap and as he was putting his jeans on, I couldn’t help myself I kicked his ass back on the bed and spread his ass with his jeans half on and rammed right into his hole” at that point he saw how horny it was making me and how stiff my dick had gotten so he just kept going and I just kept listening to him with eager.
“He was begging me to take it easy. I couldn’t help myself, I put a pillow over his head because that bitch kept moaning and begging. I thought that the neighbors were going to call the cops.” I guess from thinking of everything that he was saying, he started to grab at his own dick and slowly stroked it through the fabric.
“After I nutted in him, I took his clothes off and made him start to get me hard again, and the little bitch having such a hungry pussy he did just that, and I fucked him a few more times”. There was a quiet silence in the room, all while he was leaning on the sofa, just slowly stroking himself.
“I’m moving out”, is all I blurted out.
‘Wait, what, why?”, he stopped stroking himself and leaned forward.
“Ummm, I don’t agree with this, and I don’t want to share you. I understand that you need someone with whom you can have sex more frequently. I can’t give you that. I love you, but I can’t”, and with that, I got up and simply left the room to grab my things.
