Kyle, Josh and the Straight Guy

By this time, Laurie and I were a couple. We had keys to each other's apartments, we went places with other couples, and we spent most weekends together. We didn't talk about Kyle and Josh.

Not long after our last encounter, Josh called me and asked if he could come over and clear the air. When he arrived, I offered him a drink.

'Listen,' he said, 'I have to explain about last time.'

'I understand,' I said.

'I'm really attracted to you,' he went on, 'but I know it's not in the cards. Unrequited love. I cried, I got over it, I moved on. But I can't take part in Kyle's domination scenes with you anymore. I care too much about you to treat you like that, even though I know you like it.'

'I understand. I wish I could love you. Unrequited love isn't fun for the one who's not requiting, either.'

He smiled and said, 'Yeah, I've been there too.'

There was a long pause. Neither of us knew what to do next. I decided to change the subject. 'So, what's the story with you and Kyle? Are you guys like boyfriends, fuck buddies, roomies, or what?'

'None of the above,' he replied. 'How are things with you and Laurie?' Obviously he didn't want to talk about Kyle. I let it drop.

'Laurie's great.'

'She knows about your other interests?'

'Yeah, but we don't talk about it. I think she regards it like masturbation. She presumably knows I jerk off when we're not together, but she doesn't ask about it. Likewise, she knows about you and Kyle, but she doesn't feel the need to talk about it.'

'Seems awfully understanding.'

'It does, doesn't it?' There was another long pause.

'Well, I guess that's all I wanted to say. I'd better be going,' he said.

I thought for a moment, and then, against my better judgement, said, 'Would it be weird for you if we made love?' I don't know why I said it. Maybe it was pity. Maybe I just felt that someone who cared that much about me deserved to have a better memory of me than the previous degrading experiences.

He looked at me with a mixture of hope and surprise. 'Yeah, it probably would be weird,' he said.

I stood up, walked over to his chair, and took his hand. I led him into the bedroom. We undressed each other while we kissed. We lay on the bed and kissed some more, while we stroked each other. When he began breathing hard, I shifted to a 69 position and took his cock in my mouth. He did the same to me. We sucked each other slowly, lovingly. Soon he started bucking his hips. He let out a moan and plunged deep into my mouth. I felt his cum spurt around my tongue. That was enough to put me over the edge, and I came too. We both waited until we were nearly soft to let each other's cocks slip out of our mouths.

After we rested for a while, we got dressed. While he was buttoning his shirt, he looked at me and smiled. 'Thanks, that was wonderful. And don't worry, I know it was a swan song.'

'Actually,' I said, 'it doesn't have to be. We could do it again some time if you want.'

'I don't know if that's a good idea or not,' he said.

Afterward, we went back into the living room and finished our drinks. We talked for a while, then he got up to go.

'If this is the end, I'm glad it ended this way. If not, well, we'll see where it goes,' he said at the door. Then he kissed me and left. I knew it wouldn't be the last time we'd be together.

Meanwhile, Kyle and I were spending a lot of time exchanging emails. Some of them were sexual. One time he ordered me to jerk off into a pair of my dirty underwear and then sleep with them on my head. It was embarrassing but exciting to have to report back to him that I had done it. But most of our emails were normal conversation. We found we had some interests in common. We were both big hockey fans. He told me about his hobby of training bonsai, which he kept on the balcony of his apartment. It's not a particular interest of mine, but it was fascinating to hear him describe the techniques for making the little trees look aged and weathered. He was often funny, with a dry, sarcastic wit. He was becoming a good friend.

One day, he asked if I wanted to go to a hockey game with him. I was unsure at first. When we started our relationship, I had wanted to keep it purely sexual, but I figured we had already crossed that line with our emails, so I agreed. He picked me up. It was a good game, and we had a great time together. We didn't mention sex, Laurie or Josh. Afterward, we stopped off for a quick beer, then he drove me home. Before I got out of the car, I did something that surprised myself. Without thinking about it, I leaned over and kissed him. It wasn't a passionate, tongue-wrestling kiss, but it wasn't a peck on the cheek, either. It was a kiss, a real kiss. Then we smiled at each other and I got out of the car, without saying anything more. As I left, I thought, 'That kiss changed everything. Before that, it was just two guys going to a game. The kiss made it a date. Now I'm dating a guy. And a girl.'

A few days later I got an email from Kyle wanting to get together again, just for sex. He said he had a surprise for me. That had an ominous sound to it. Kyle was full of surprises, and they were usually pretty dramatic. I was excited to find out what it was all about. I asked him if Josh would be there. He replied, 'No. Josh says you'll understand why.'

When I arrived at Kyle's place, he had even more of a mischievous grin than usual. He was holding a dog collar and leash. I've never been into the whole leather drag thing, but the symbolism of the collar had an intriguing attraction. Without waiting to be told, I took off my clothes and got down on my knees. He fastened the collar around my neck, then led me into the bedroom. Standing around the bed, fully clothed, were Laurie and a guy and girl I had never seen before. I was shocked to see Laurie. She giggled and said, 'Hi, honey.' I had fantasized about this, but now that it was really happening, it was a lot more embarrassing than I expected.

Kyle took off the leash, but not the collar, and said, 'On the bed.' I climbed up as he spanked me, hard. 'On your back, spread eagle.' I spread out my arms and legs and he tied me to the bedposts, while the other three watched silently. It was a fairly big bedroom, but with five people in it, we were all pretty close together.

Kyle stuck his finger in my mouth, then reached down and rubbed my asshole with it. He stuck it back in my mouth again, then shoved it all the way up my asshole. He twisted it around a while, then put it back in my mouth a third time. I licked it clean as I looked around at the spectators. The strangers seemed to be in a kind of trance. Laurie was fascinated. Kyle took his finger out and wiped it off in my hair, then got undressed. He tossed his clothes on a chair. Laurie picked them up and folded them neatly for him, with a playful smirk. Kyle got on the bed and straddled my head, facing toward my feet. He lowered his ass over my face. 'Eat my asshole,' he ordered. I licked it and tongue-fucked it for several minutes. A couple of times he stroked my cock, just to tease me. Then he raised himself and turned around. He rubbed his balls up and down on my face, then slipped his dick into my mouth. He started fucking my face. Soon, he was pounding my mouth fiercely. It was a huge turn-on for me to look down and watch his sweaty pubic hair plunge toward my face, then back up, then plunge forward again. I could see the other guy rubbing his crotch as he watched. Eventually, Kyle pulled out, gave himself a couple of strokes, and then came all over my face and in my mouth.

After he caught his breath, he got dressed quickly, then untied only my right hand. 'Jerk yourself off,' he ordered. I licked my hand and stroked my cock. As I started to get close to coming, my eyes closed. 'Keep your eyes open,' Kyle said. 'We want you to see us watching you.' I kept going while they stared. When I came, I shot all over my chest and stomach. One glob landed on my chin. Kyle wiped it off my chest with his hand, then smeared it on my face.

When it was over, Kyle looked at the other guy and girl and nodded. They left the room. I heard them leave the apartment as Kyle and Laurie untied me.

'How did you...?' I started to ask.

Laurie said, 'I found his email address on your computer one day while you were out. We've been chatting for a while.' That was unsettling. I didn't ask about the other guy and girl. I figured they were friends of Kyle's and their anonymity was part of the domination.

As I had so often before, I felt bewildered. I didn't know what to make of all this, or where things were likely to go next, but I was happy. However, I didn't feel like sitting around discussing it with them just then, so I decided to leave. Laurie left with me.

On the way out, as we passed the building mailroom, I saw something out of the corner of my eye that stopped me dead in my tracks. It was a package addressed to Josh Hentson. I hadn't known Josh's last name before then, but I knew Kyle's. It was Hentson. 'Oh my God,' I thought, 'they're bothers!'