It had been weeks that we were apart, and the lack of physical contact between us had gotten to the point that it was nearly unbearable. I was aching for your presence, to feel your touch and to express my passion for you. Yes, the regular Skype sessions which we both enjoyed did help to take the edge off. But it just didn't quite scratch that itch, at least not enough to quell the ever-increasing sexual tension between us.
We always talked about stepping up our game by inviting another to join us. It wasn't something we had ever considered seriously, but the talk was hot and it definitely spiced up our regular video sessions. We both got off on it, and even when we couldn't make a live session of indulging our fantasies happen due to work or other responsibilities, it fueled our solo masturbation; giving us plenty of ammo for hot orgasms that we often confessed to each other afterward.
Well, this particular night, we had some hot plans to hook up on Skype again after you got home. I was hot with anticipation all day with nothing to do. After killing most of the day with meaningless Facebooking broken up by running a few errands, I decided to go out for a couple of beers to chill out and kill the time.
I sucked down my first beer pretty fast and started on my second beer. Pretty soon I found myself chatting it up with a guy about my age sitting next to me at the bar. His name was Mark and he was about my height, lean and attractive. He was clean but had a bit of an edge, I gathered, due to some visible tattoos on his upper arm that peeked out underneath his shirt sleeve. His demeanor was similar to mine, and I could tell I'd get along with him really well.
Soon enough, we were talking about similar interests and hobbies. It turns out he had just broken up with his girlfriend of five years a couple months prior. He'd had bad luck finding pussy, and like me, he was aching for a good lay. I shared our situation, describing in brief how hot you are and how badly I needed you to get back home. Of course, I let it slip that you also made separation about as fun as it could possibly be with Skype. It blew his mind that you were willing to do that. Apparently, his former girlfriend would do no such thing for him.
A couple of attractive girls sat down at the bar nearby, and naturally he was interested. So I worked with him to spark up some friendly conversation with them, just in case he might get something going. We had fun. The girls were friendly and game for a little flirtation. Nothing incriminating, of course, but it felt good to be in the presence of women for once.
The beers went down easy, and a few hours into it we were both feeling good. He was a natural with the women, and they had obviously been enjoying the attention and the laughs as much as we did. But it wasn't too long before we found out they were both just out for girly fun while their boyfriends were watching a game. Mark was obviously disappointed. I could see the slightest evidence of defeat in the corner of his mouth. He handled it gracefully, not wanting them to see his frustration so the night could continue with its positive momentum.
We kept the conversation going for a bit while we both sucked down a couple more beers. We had a lot in common. It turned out that he was really into music like me, and was interested in getting together sometime to experiment. So I invited him over for a few more beers to talk it over.
Nothing got done, of course. We were shitfaced, and our conversation continually derailed into filth and other mostly-worthless drunk talk, until I showed him your photo on my phone. Well, it wasn't just your photo. You see, I had saved some of my favorites that you had so graciously sent. You know, some that were meant for my eyes only. My drunk state wasn't serving me well at all, but for Mark, it was like striking gold.
As soon as I realized my mistake, I scrambled to get out of the thumbnail page that was so exposing. But my diminished dexterity sent my thumb directly onto a very revealing photo, giving Mark a momentary glimpse of your wonderful carnal delights. The mistake sent us both into a fit of drunken laughter. But, there was a seriousness immediately apparent in Mark's face. I found the back button that brought us back to the thumbnail page, and I paused there, taking in the ecstasy I felt viewing the little treasure I had in photos of you.
I don't know what it was exactly that came over me. But somehow the combination of alcohol, my desire to see you, and the effect your images had on Mark paralyzed me, and instead of closing the phone, I muttered how hot you were.
"Your girlfriend is hot," Mark confessed.
"She's basically everything I could have ever hoped for. And, add to that everything I couldn't have imagined I wanted and now I know I won't live without. There's no way I'm letting this one go," I said. "In fact, there's something I've always wanted to do for her." I smiled.
He could tell I was up to something.
I somewhat awkwardly requested his ear, "Hear me out...this is gonna be a little fucked up. Er...I mean it's a little out of the ordinary, and I totally understand if it's way past your comfort zone. And if it is, I will say no more. But if you're comfortable with this, I think you could really have some fun tonight."
So after breaking the subject and seeing him shrug with a look of curiosity, I spelled out my desire to give you a little extra cock for your own enjoyment. I told him of our plan to hook up that night over video chat, and how you might really love to not only see another hard cock, but especially see another man come for you. Of course, I gave him the base rules that if you were obviously not into it he'd have to leave, and also that no matter what happened, word of it would not be shared with a soul.
"Fuck it! I'm totally down. As long as you don't hold it against me nutting to your girlfriend, I'm totally down." He was obviously completely set on the idea.
"Fuck, we've got just enough time to down another cold one before she gets home. Game?" The excitement started to build up deep down in my pants. I couldn't wait to catch you completely off guard with this one.
Your call came in. I was full of anticipation and hard as a rock. You could see how ready I was, and you were glad because you were thinking about me all day. "I've got a surprise for you tonight, baby...remember when I said I wanted to surprise you with another cock?" At this point my face was frozen with desire.
