Please note for the purposes of this essentially true story, I have omitted to mention the use of condoms which took place, all the sex was safe. Thanks guys.
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I've never really thought about the sexuality of the guys I'm with, if they're attractive to me and want to spank or bang my arse or shoot their spunk or piss down my throat, why should I question how gay they are or what morals they have?
So it was with Eric. He was a friend of my boyfriend Dave, they trained together for a while at the gym. He started to come to our house sometimes afterwards or at the weekends, with his fiancee for brunch. We even went to their wedding before she dumped him but kept the caravan some months later.
He was a fairly handsome man but had a long face and a slightly too long nose to match, both exaggerated by the shortness of his salt'n'pepper hair. I'd never seen him naked although Dave had in the gym showers, but no funny business and they were usually joined by another friend, most unattractive. And one day he came round, some months after he'd moved away and introduced us to fiancee number 2 or number 3. She worked nights on a shift pattern so, as usual out of the blue, he came round unannounced, told us how good life was but that he hadn't had any sex for a while, how lucky we were to not have women nagging us, how great it was to have sex on tap (ie being together) blah blah blah... and finished by fucking my face. I'm not sure how it exactly came about but it was some joke about lengths of cocks and before I knew it, he had his out and I was sucking on it. That's all it was, a blow job for Eric who even kindly let me know he was cumming so I could choose whether to have him pull out. I didn't of course, and he came loads which I swallowed greedily.
Some weeks later, he turned up again and this time, banged the arse off me. Dave loves seeing me being fucked and sat there enjoying the show. It was pure sex, Eric had a good 8 inches of meat and shave his pubes and I could feel his balls banging And slapping against my cheeks as he thrust away, but he never touched me other than to grip my hips in his slim, long fingered hands.