Three weeks went by after Ray had called me in for an impromptu threesome with one of his numerous squeezes, Naomi.
I hadn't seen her since. Ray had brought Kate in again. First time I saw her, she was being railed from behind on our breakfast bar. I'd also seen him bring in a couple other girls.
One was a young black girl I'd seen at the condo's fitness center. She was built like an olympic gymnast, tight, without a shred of body fat. They'd made more noise than any version of sex that I'd ever heard.
The other was a 40-something white lady who looked like a "Karen", short hair swept to the side, an excessive amount of makeup, built like several someone's mom. There was just a lot of giggling with that one.
There were a few moments where Ray would head out, "Gonna go on a jog". I'd watch out the window as he'd head through the gap in the fence at the back of the development, around the pond and into the nature preserve. He'd come back about an hour later, dirt on his knees, walking a little funny, a grin on his face.
Once, I followed him on one of his little jaunts.It was a cool morning, having rained the night before. He hadn't been in the same little rest spot as last time, and he wasn't with the same guy as last time.
The break spot had a picnic table and small bench. Ray was kneeling on the bench of the picnic table, leaning on the top. A guy who looked barely old enough to drive was shuttling himself in and out of Ray's ass at a frightening pace. Next to them an older, stocky, hairy man jacked a startlingly large, thick prick, presumably waiting for his chance.
I watched while the younger man slammed into him, listening to the grunts aggtrt rnd moans from both of them. I stayed some ten yards away, close enough to see almost everything, close enough to hear almost everything, but just behind a stand of holly bushes where I couldn't be easily seen.
It took very little time for the kid to finish, his head thrown back and a guttural moan coming out of him as he unloaded up Ray's colon. He'd no sooner finished and pulled out than the other man lined up behind him, crouched slightly and pushed himself inside.
I didn't have much of an idea about how big either of them were, I was far enough away I didn't have a good frame of reference, but I knew neither of them were small.
The young man put himself away and went off his way. I stood staring at the action of my roommate as the next man pounded away at his backside. My erection told me I appreciated what was going on.
A noise made me turn my head to the left. I looked to see the young man going down the trail in that direction, still adjusting himself. He saw me where I was watching and approached me, "Dude would probably be down if you went over," he whispered, adhering to my obvious wish for secrecy, "I've known him for a while, he's a party boy."
He grinned and took off. I turned back and watched the action.
In the very brief period where I'd looked at the young guy the action at the table had started in earnest. Ray was in the same position, but the other man was now hunched over him. He was grunting and pressing in short strokes.
He didn't change pace at all, even when he started to cum. He'd prefaced it by, "Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Gonna finish. Gonna finish inside. Yeah." He curled and went in twice, shuddering as he 'finished'.
I turned and jogged back to the apartment, thankful that my trunks kept my hardon from swinging around, still interested in the amount of slimy precum that I'd unloaded inside them.
The next night was Sunday. Ray was uncharacteristically home. We sat on the large couch in the living room with cocktails and Mariokart, competing and bullshitting.
"Been a while since you saw Naomi, hey?" I commented after a couple wins, "Still a thing?"
Ray said, with more direct candor than I was used to, "Nah...she's back at school for the semester. She'll probably be back around Christmas time." He cursed as a forgotten banana screwed him. He composed himself and continued, "You in a mood to get your dick wet again?"
I just chuckled, but said nothing, "Hell man, if you want something, I can bring you in next time I get rowdy. Hell, Kate would be down. If Naomi's down, Kate's down. Like mother, like daughter."
My head turned fast enough I screwed up my game, "Wait, what? Kate and Naomi..."
"Oh yeah, didn't I tell you? That's how we met, Naomi and I. She caught me leaving from her mom's place, we started from that morning. Been...almost a year now." He belched, "I'm not gonna cut 'em off, that's for sure."
"So...wait...do they...like, know?" I had to keep my shit straight in the game. I was doing too well for him to win now.
"MOTHERFUCKER!" He said as I hit a star, "No...I mean, yeah...I mean, Naomi knows, but Kate doesn't. Kate's husband doesn't. That's how it's working now. Works for me."
I took a swig of beer, beating him again this level, "And the other girl? From the fitness center?"
"Tinder" he answered quickly.
A few more levels went down before I decided to ask another question, "OK, so...that day in the park?"
"I thought you weren't gonna judge me?" He said, chuckling. "You didn't ask about that night with Naomi either. Haven't said a word about me swallowing your cum."
Toad bounced off two walls, "NO! I mean, no...I'm not judging, I'm just...uh...wondering." I was honestly not sure what to think about things.
"I'm bisexual dude. Women and men. Love it all, and it works for me." he took a swig, "It's like anything else, I was born this way, I'm gonna enjoy it."
He drained his beer, "Besides, you didn't seem to have a problem with it that night with Naomi."
"No, I had no problems with it whatsoever." I answered.
He grinned at me, "Seemed to be pretty enraptured by the view yesterday too." I coughed for a second, "Yeah, I saw you. You wanna sneak up on someone behind some bushes, wear more bush-like colors."
I answered with an 'uhh' sound, "Hey man, you can call it curiosity if you want, but you watched clear through the process. I'm not bothered in the slightest..I think I'm an exhibitionist at heart." He got up a second later, between levels, to grab another beer for both of us, "So why did you watch so long?"
I answered, "I'm not sure exactly. There's something I'm interested in I guess." I kind of thought for a second as I twisted the top off the beer, "I mean, before that night with Naomi I'd never done anything with a guy. I hadn't even thought about it until that day I noticed you in the park."
"And you thought about it then, huh?" He took a sip of his new beer.
I did the same thing, "I guess my mentality changed about it. Like, that day in the park I realized I wasn't bothered by it. That night with Naomi sort of cemented that my mentality about it was more...I guess open?"
He fully laughed then, "Open!...Open!...I love it!" He took a big swallow of beer, "How open are you? How'd you enjoy the show yesterday?"
"Well, between you and me, I ran home with a hardon." I laughed myself at that, "I don't know what to think about that."
He set his beer down and grabbed a controller, "Tell you what we're gonna do. We're gonna do three races. I win two out of three, we broaden your mind. You win two out of three, you keep yourself right there."
I felt my pants twitch...or rather, something in my pants. I thought for a second then said, "Alright, you're on."
Two games later I'd won. He'd grabbed another beer for us. That meant I was on my sixth, he was on his seventh. We were both fucked up. "Too bad...you won. We coulda had a good time."
I drank a swallow out of my bottle. "Well, what if I don't wanna sit here with a closed mind? What then?"
He stood up. Within a second or two he'd dropped his sweatpants to the floor, "OK, now you"
I looked directly at his very, very erect cock two feet from my face. I noticed a lot of things all at once. He was shaved, a point I hadn't noticed before. His balls looked like something out of a porno flick, smooth and low-hanging, no wrinkles at all. He was circumcised and the scar traced a light pink an inch or so behind where his frenulum transitioned between the dull purple of the head and the lightness of his shaft.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer." He said, bringing me back to reality. I realized then I'd spent an inordinate amount of time staring at his equipment.I stood up then as he began to slowly move his hand on himself.
I shucked my own sweatpants off. I was as hard as he, an inch or so longer than him but a bit narrower. I was 7.25", measured by my ex-wife when we'd been dating in college. I thought back about that, about how we'd spent all that time together and hadn't done anything interesting sexually. There'd been some oral, the occasional quickie. Mostly it'd been missionary or doggy or nothing. Maybe that was why she'd decided to get a boyfriend.
He looked at me, "Damn, still looks good. Even from this angle." He sat back down on the couch, nude, "So, what do you want to do?"
"I...uh...I'm not..not really sure." I also sat down. Ray took the controller and started a game, while I just side-eyed his dick.
He laughed a second later, "I should totally start a game. Your ass would lose something fierce with your inability to pay the fuck attention." He reached down to himself and stroked a couple times.
I did the same, "You could try I guess." I grabbed a controller.
