Ready

How long did we fuck? I put my watch on. It was 9:30.

“Theo, wow. I am weak. Let me check my phone.”

I did. The message. RUNNING LATE. OK IF I SPEND THE NIGHT AT JANIE’S?”

That message had come at 9. I texted back. IF YOU HAVE TO. TRAINING FOR NEXT WEEK. The response was fast. THANK YOU. SEE YOU TOMORROW. KISSES. I did not want to sonder if she had brought a change of clothes. I knew I had not.

“Theo… good news… I can stay.”

“You can. She says she is staying the night with the colleague she is travelling with.”

“Does she suspect you?”

“No.”

“Do you suspect her?”

“Maybe I should.”

“Does that bother you.”

“Not now.”

“Why not?”

“You.”

“Me?”

“What we have been saying?”

“Not just doing?”

“No, saying?”

“What?”

“You love me. I love you.”

“I do.”

“So less to worry about.”

“Order a pizza?”

“Yes.”

“So normal.”

“Yes.” I paused to try to get a kiss. “Now, the first test.”

“Test?”

“Can we agree on the toppings?” I asked.

Thor said, “At least you are O.K. with me picking the pizza place.”

“I am. You know what is close and good.”

For starters, Bob, that would be you.”

We kissed, touched. Then talked about toppings, I mean, pizza toppings. We settled on pepperoni, peppers, and onions. Funny, that would have been my choice alone. And his. With the wife – no pepperoni. With The pepperoni. A sign? We laughed about that.

I texted her, just to be sure, SHOULD I HAVE BREAKFAST READY? It was a Saturday. The response, I WON’T BE HOME BEFORE 9.

I would be home well before, just to be safe. But I would not worry about tonight.

We waited for the pizza. It came in about 30 minutes. In the meantime we drank some beer. Made out. We did not want to start anything until we had had the pizza. And then, maybe all we had time for was a quick shower and then o bed, our first night together. It turned out to be a little, well a lot, more complicate.

When the pizza came, I went to the door to get it. I said I would pay. Funny, it never occurred to me to get dressed. I went to the door nude. Invited the pizza guy in. Got out the money. Theo said, “Hi, Bill. Busy night?”

“No, this is my last run. Looks like I am interrupting.”

“No, you’re not. Bob, this is Bill. He is a member of the club. Bob,” Theo smiled. I think I got the hint.”

I said, “Nice to meet you, Bill. Hungry? For a slice? A beer?”

“Sure.”

“Then,” I said, “get naked.”

He did.

Fuck. I remembered him now. I know I had taken his load. I knew I would take another. Theo looked happy.

“Theo. Can I take a shower? Long Day. I feel like being clean.”

“Sure.”

“Cool.”

Bill, already nude, left the room. What a beautiful man. Nice build. Great ass. His cock. I wanted to ride it again. And more.

“I know what you are thinking, Bob. I have the same thoughts. Good ones. Bill is a very nice person. And I am sure he would like a little bit of company.”

“I’ll check that out.”

I did.

Theo had an extra-spacious shower. Bill had left the bathroom door open. He was looking out into the room when I came in. The water was cascading over his body, the stream parting at his cock. Erect. He invited me.

Of course, I went in. He kissed me. We touched.

“Bob, Theo must really like you. It has been a long time since he brought any one to the club. And at least as long since I saw him have a meal delivered for him share with another guy. And he obviously is happy about that if he invited me to join you to.”

“Really?”

I just had to stroke this man’s cock.

“Yeah. And it must be O.K. since I get the feeling he sent you in to join me.”

“He did.”

“He wanted us to have some 1:1, and not just sex. Though I think he wants me to fuck you… but only after you get down my cock. Bob.”

“Bill. Yes, sir!”

I was on my knees. The hot water. His body. Just the sheer joy of this.

“Bob, fuck that is good. I know it seems strange by Theo likes to share his man with his friends. He would not have sent you to me otherwise. It is the way he shows his joy. To hare what he loves.”

I heard this with some amazement all the while sucking this man’s cock. I wanted his cum. I wanted his cock in me. Would he fuck me in the shower?

“Theo is great guy. We knew you were special when he brought you in. And you are special. He loves fisting, giving and taking. And your hole. Special. I do not think we have seen such an incredible prolapse before. But, Bob, explain the wedding ring. Well, not right not, shit, turn around I have to shoot in you baby.”

I stood up, turned around, the water was running down my back. Bill’s cock found my opening, plunged in.”

“Damn, your pussy is wide, baby, damn.”

He started to fuck me.

I looked over at the door to the bathroom. There was Thor. Watching. Stroking.

“So beautiful, Bob. I love you.”

“Come here, lover.”

He did.

He stepped into the shower. He gave me his cock. I took it. Then, two men started to cum. Theo in my mouth. Bill in my ass. Bill was massaging my prostate. Cum flowed from my cock. Nice.

We finished. Dried off. Stayed nude.

It was Theo who said, “Bob, that was so beautiful. Of, and Bill, Bob is spending the night.”

“Theo, “Bill said, “a long time since you had anyone stay.”

“For sure. Bob seems special.”

I listened in some kind of awe. Amazing to be talked about by these two men. To be there with them.

“Bob, Bill, some wine while we wind down the evening and – I’ll re-heat the pizza. We should finish it up.”

“Sure.”

“Yes.”

Meet you back in the living room.

We met back there. Three guys. Enjoying beer and snacks. Talking. Me answering a lot of questions. Me asking a lot of questions. Thor sat next to me on the couch. He put his arm around my shoulder. Every so often he would nuzzle my neck. Bill sat there watching us. Enjoying what he saw. I enjoyed watching him casually stroking his cock.

What we did learn about each other. I soon felt I knew so much about them and about me. I felt so at home with these men. Not an outsider. Not someone looking from the outside in on a world where I did not belong. I felt I fully belonged. It felt so natural being with them, being nude.

And have any of you reading this had this experience, that recognizing and practicing your homosexuality made you feel more whole, kinder, with a different kind of connection to others. I know being on the DL, you feel separated. But here, I was not. These two men, the men at the club, Theo were in some important manner knitting a new web of connectedness for me, even as I was entering a world that was likely to be turned upside down.

Was it in the fifth grade when it started to feel like I did not belong? Change of schools. Emphasis on athletics. First experience of girls. Was that the first time of an interest in another boy’s body? Or was it going to an all boy’s school. Again with the emphasis on athletics? And what did that night my roommate and I slept naked in the same bed suggest. Neither of us knew. So, was there anything? Or was it the night in the motel in Virginia on a college visitation trip I made with my friend Sam. Being nude. Jerking off together. And didn’t we have to fend off a suggestion we were queer? Maybe we were. I know in later life he came out. And, yes, I guess that was what I was doing now, and, perhaps about to do in public.

Let’s not do the whole trip down memory lane. But wasn’t I queer? And hadn’t that been, at least, a possibility, since 7th grade, and that night at one of the few boys who had been a friend in school – David – who asked me for a sleepover where we compared erections and never talked about girls?

I was home here.

And I was spending the night with Theo.

And… I was waking up with the Theo, in the same bed. In a failing marriage you can go a long time sleeping alone. I had.

Would you believe me that we were done of the night? Of course, not. We weren’t. Three nude men, drinking… why would they simply talk and then part, at least Bill was going to leave.

But it was restrained in its way. Three men sharing cocks, mouths, holes. As I wrote, Bill was stroking his cock, casually, but sensually. I walked over to him. Stood in front of him. He grabbed me, turned me around, and guided his cock into my hole.

“So, sweet, so hot. Theo Bob has a delicious hole.”

“Tell me about it. Fuck him Billy. But not too long. We have some hot pizza to finish and I have some plans for the pepperoni.”

“You are a pig, Theo.”

“I know.”

We broke off fucking. The pizza was on the coffee table. Bill and Theo sat on the couch. I squatted down. Fuck my hole felt so good. I reached back to caress my pussy lips. Fuck, they were distended. Nice. Hungry. But time to eat.

This was such a rich sensual experience. Theo dapped a finger in a pepperoni “cup”. Then he massaged the oil on a nipple. He followed with his tongue, the tip tasting the oil. I returned the favor. Not on a nipple, but on his cock head – reachable because he was standing leaning over the coffee table. He pulled his cock away, then leaned forward to dip it in another “cup.” Billy took Theo’s cock in his mouth. We spent some minutes sucking pepperoni-infused cocks. An amazing way to enjoy pizza. Delicious, sensuous. Then…

“Stand up and turn around, Bob.”

I did.

Theo caught more oil on his fingers and started to massage my opening. I could feel a slight extra tingle. Fuck! Was this incredible? Yes. But, also real. This was happening. Smearing more oil on his cock head, Theo entered me. We stood quietly. Billy touched each of us.

Then Theo started to sit down. He managed to bring me down, managed to keep his cock in me. We lay back on the couch. I rode his manhood. Billy sucked mine. So beautiful.

So much love making. Yes, this was raw sex. But it was love. So different from what I had experienced before with men. The sex, then, had always be frenzied, intense. Never over any thing more than an hour. And the hardcore dildo riding I did, always short. Too short. This was anything but that, except for intense. Damn was it intense.

Bill had to go. He got dressed. We all kissed. He left. It was just Thor and me. Alone.

“Still hungry, Bob?”

“Sure.”

“A drink?”

“Yes.”

“And then?”

“You’re the boss.

“I am.”

He got some vodka out of the freezer. We did two quick shots.

Taking my hand, he said, “Might as well get closer to the bedroom.”

“Yeah, my first time there.”

He brought the bottle with me. He led me to his playroom. Turned only the red lights.

“Lover, pig, into the sling.”

Two more shots. Our heads were spinning. My hole was pulsing with desire for this man. His cock was hard. We started to fuck. Hard. The sling was in motion. I used my arms to add to the motion. We stopped long enough for him to get a makeshift gas mask ready with poppers. Yes. I wanted that. He put it on.

“Breathe PIG!”

I did. Huffing poppers. Strong, Powerful. Intoxicating.”

Thor lubed his hands. He lubed my hole. He put his clenched fist on the opening of my cunt.

“Start swinging, Bob.”

I did.

“More!”

I felt that fist working on my hole. Pushing in. Swinging.”

“Fuck my fist.”

More swinging while he braced his fist.

“Yes baby. Yes opening. Fuck.”

All I could do was huff poppers. All I could do was swing. All I could do was feel my hole body taken over by the poppers, my hole responding to the force of his fist and the poppers, and all magnified by my made desire. Harder. Harder.

Fuck he was in. Punching fucking me.

“Bobby, sweetman, crazy, fuck…”

“Yes, Thor! Pound me. Love me.”

He did.

“I want to fist you out, baby. I want to see you bud and bloom. I want you in my hands, to kiss and caress and feed on your bud”

“Do it. Make my ass bloom.”

He worked by pussy. In. Our. Clenched fist only. Twisting. Over and over. The poopers kept me at a level of lust, excitement desire. I fisted my cock. From all the poppers not hard, but aroused, the desire to cum while Thor was in me building. My closed eyes saw the pulsing red, growing when he punched in.

“Two baby. Doubling you.”

Fist a slower pace. Then faster, the punching again. Incredible. My cunt felt like it was a foot wide. We reached the point where I felt no more resistance from my hole. Only desire. He added lube. Fucked me. Fisted me. Rotated two hands in me. Then – then -pulled out his joined hands fast.

“Fuck, Bob. Push.”

I did.

“Baby, baby you are prolapsing out. Oh my God! It is so beautiful.”

He fell to his knees. Hands caressing me. Mouth and tongue on me.

“Keep pushing.”

I did.

“It must be six inches out! I love it. Pull it in.”

I did. It was crazy to feel my rectum pulling in.

“Bob, push again.”

I did. I felt me rectum slide out.

I took the mask off. My heart was racing.

“Man, we better take a break. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You’re not.”

He pushed my prolapse back in with his cock. He was so aroused. I could feel him start to cum in me as he pushed my pussy back in. He left his cock in, finally pulling out and bring it to my open mouth to clean and adore.

“Time for bed. Your first night with man.”

It was.

“I’ll risk you not wearing any bottom. I want to be able to feel you if I wake up in the night. To be able to see if I can slip in if I want to. Into your pussy, cunt, manhole.”

We got in bed. He cuddled me from behind. I fell asleep.