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I walked into the house, exhausted from my ride. I felt unusually high, still feeling excited about Roger and the fun we had, and the fun I hoped we were still going to have. The wife was in the kitchen pouring herself a cup of coffee, still in her short, powder pink silk robe, showing off her shapely legs and plenty of cleavage. She asked "how was your ride? You've been gone longer than usual."
Taking advantage of our new openness, I told her about meeting Roger and the fun we had. "Sucking cock is great, but fucking a man in the ass was amazing. l've come to the conclusion that I must really be gay."
She opened her robe, showing off her beautiful, sexy, body, wearing only lacy bikini panties. "You know you love to eat my pussy and we are awesome together when we fuck". She walked up to me, putting her hands on my chest. "A gay man couldn't fuck me like you do".
I turned and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and said "I'm going to put on my speedo and get some sun", and walked out of the room. As beautiful and sexy as she is, I had no desire to kiss her, much less fuck her at that moment. I was consumed with the memory of Roger and his glorious ass.
I love the near nakedness of my speedo, and soaking up the sun's warmth. I lowered the lounger back down flat and lay down on my stomach and began contemplating my newfound gayness. Meeting Roger was important to understanding what it means to be gay. Fucking him was awesome. But it was more than that. With him it was different. Thomas and Big Ben are both alpha males, take charge and in control men. With them I felt, for lack of a better word, submissive. With them, it's all about me pleasing them. Neither made any attempt to take care of my needs. But I love sucking their cocks, pleasing these studs that any woman, and I'm sure lots of men, would love to hook up with. And they chose me to service them and I am ok with that. Like I said, I love sucking their awesome cocks.
But with Roger, I felt we were on equal footing. We loved talking, kissing and bringing each other pleasure. It was a two way street. I want to get to know him and spend time with him beyond sex.
I heard the door open and figured it was the wife. I felt her hands on my shoulders as she started giving me a massage. I said "That feels wonderful".
Then I felt two more hands on my calves, big strong hands. I raised up and looked around to see Big Ben massaging my legs. "Wow, Ben, this is a surprise. That feels great". I lay back down and relaxed. It was awesome. My first ever four hand massage. She was rubbing my back and shoulders, and he was working up my legs, finally reaching my ass. He grabbed my speedo on both sides and pulled it down. I lifted up so he could get it off.
Ben said "he really does have a cute ass. From the waist down he has an ass and legs hotter than most women. Does he enjoy wearing your clothes? He really looked hot in your panties the other night". He continued to deeply massage my legs and ass, occasionally teasing my ass hole. "It will be easy to imagine I'm fucking a woman. Steve, are you ready to get fucked like a woman?"
Before I could answer, he grabbed my ankles and flipped me over onto my back and pulled me down to the end of the lounger and dropped my feet on the ground. I sat up and was looking at Big Ben's monster, inches from my face. I instinctively leaned in to take his cock into my mouth. Before I could, he started slapping my face with his big, fat, club. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that the wife had moved down next to me. She winked at me and said "Ben, I might just believe Stevie is really gay. Look how hard he's trying to catch your cock in his mouth. He's so eager to suck you off. Stop teasing him and feed it to him. I've been dying to see him deep throat you up close".
He pushed his cock in my mouth. His size filled me and I once again was loving it's size, smoothness, hardness and taste. I glanced over at the wife who had removed her robe, and couldn't ignore how hot she was, firm, perky breasts, flat stomach, beautifully sensuous. I knew I was a lucky man to have her, and knew that I loved her, but...I'm sucking an awesome cock in front of her and loving it. And she doesn't seem to mind. It didn't make sense. She saw me looking at her and leaned in and gave me a kiss on my bulging cheek.
"Stevie, I love how you look with a big cock in your mouth. It looks like it belongs there. Show me how you deep throat that big cock. I want to see you take the whole thing. Yea, take all of it".
I love working on the head trying to coax some delicious pre-cum out, but she wanted me to deep throat him and I didn't want to disappoint. Plus I love the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of my throat. I started working down his shaft, a little further with each movement, and I was soon tickling my nose in his pubic hair.
Putting her hand on my throat she said "Wow, Ben, I can see your cock in his throat, and I can feel it! Can you feel me rubbing and squeezing it?"
