It all started several months ago. Well, it started long before that; as long as I can remember. But that morning, between the white sheets and half awake, I peak at my nude husband. I stare, getting glimpses of his long and proud penis dangling between his legs as he shaves; the rounded head that I like to suck. Although neither of us have interest in same sex relationships, my secret fantasy is two males that I visualize during sex. My husband is not interested in this but I am.
Two weeks ago I wrote an erotic story about two first time males and posted it to the Internet. Little did I know how much attention it would receive. The number of men who had experience male sex in younger years but did not pursue it amazed me. I communicated with several of them; just to learn more. One of these guys was Jason and another one was Eric. The whole idea excited me.
*Jason
Cheryl’s story stuck in my mind. It brought back so many memories and feelings. I had to communicate and she was a good listener. For me it happened twenty years ago, sleeping over at a neighborhood friend’s house.
*Cheryl
I especially liked Jason. He was so open and explicit in his feelings. He told me how he and his friend were so incredibly horny from looking at pictures all night. When they got in bed, they couldn’t sleep.
I also liked Eric. Both Jason and Eric are similar – in their early forties, ten years older than me. Eric’s story is a bit different. His experience was in college. Although he won’t admit, I believe that he is gay.
*Eric
Cheryl is an extremely good listener. She is one of the few people who know what is inside me. I knew my wife was bisexual when we started dating. We go to swing parties that I enjoy. She tries to talk me into a male thing while she is with another woman but I am reluctant and scared to get back into it. I have not told her of my previous gay activities.
Cheryl has mentioned Jason several times in our emails and instant messages. I feel like I have known him for a long time. After a while, the three of us have three way discussions going on. Most of the conversations are about general topics although Cheryl would gently steer us to sexuality; particularly, as pertained to interests in males.
*Cheryl
My conversation with Jason and Eric were arousing. I could tell that I was turning them with my male-male fantasies and questions. After all, they were the ones that read and responded to my first story and they are the ones anxious for our next chat meeting.
*Jason
I was shocked when Cheryl told me that Eric wanted to get together and has sexual interest in me. I was also shocked, but not surprised, when she insisted on being there.
*Eric
It took a while to arrange things but we met at the Marriott overlooking the marina. We are on the eighteenth floor. It is a warm sunny day. Jason is everything that I expected – tall, slender, like me. He has a nice smile; an easygoing guy. Although my mind is on Jason, I do notice how beautiful Cheryl is. She’s wearing an innocent flowery summer dress and sandals. Her light brown hair reaches her shoulders and she has a bright warm smile that makes me feel at ease.
*Cheryl
We sit around the small table, having some drinks, looking at the beautiful harbor and having casual conversation. It is good to meet everyone face to face. I keep anxiously thinking of what might happen later.
