I had a uneasy feeling in my stomach. While I was excited, I was also very nervous about what was to take place on this night. To understand, you have to go back a few months.
My wife Misty and I were discussing different sexual life styles we had heard of, when Misty mentioned MMF relationships. The conversation turned into a discussion of Misty's fantasy to see me with another guy. This made me a little uneasy, but at the same time, somewhat excited. I had messed around with another guy in college, but made sure it remained a secret. I could not say I did not enjoy it, but I also felt ashamed of it.
With some reluctance, I told my beautiful wife about the incident in college, and she seemed to get very excited. She had asked me if I would ever do it again, and which I basically replied, why would I want to.
Fast forward a month, and my wife had invited a guy from work over. She introduced him to me, and we got along pretty well. Brian was a man's man, everything you would expect too, sports, fishing, woman, etc. We started hanging out, playing cards, drinking, going out to dinner, etc. For awhile, I began wondering if Misty had a thing for Brian, but I shrugged it off as paranoia.
Well about a week ago, Misty told me that Brian was bi, and that she wanted me and Brian to get together with her. She said that she had told Brian about my experience in college, and it perked his interest. I had a hard time dealing with the fact that she told him, and also that Brian was bi, I never imagined him to be that way. I thought about the proposition for a couple of days, and agreed to go out and have a date with both of them. I told her I was not promising that I would go through with it, but secretly in my mind, I was very excited.
I don't know why, but for some reason thinking about a big cock, has always excited me. Ever since my experience in college, I could image holding it and sucking it. I never wanted to really do it again, but I always thought about how fun it just might be to do it with my wife. We agreed to meet for dinner on a Saturday night, and from there head back to our house with Brian.
As we sat at dinner with Brian, I sat next to him on one side, and Misty sat next to him on the other side. I did not really know how to act, in one sense I wanted to act normal, and not let on to anybody what was going on. On the other hand, I wanted to see what I was getting into, and reach down and feel Brian's package. Brian made the decision a little easier, by taking control and reaching his hand under the table to my dick. He started squeezing it, which caused me to get rock hard, almost instantly.
I looked under the table and seen he had his other hand under Misty's skirt, and by the look on her face, was really getting her excited and wet.
We finished dinner in a quick hurry and all piled in Misty's car for the short ride home. While Misty was driving, and me and Brian were in the backseat, I reached over and started grouping Brian's package. As it got hard, I realized he was hung. It was hard to tell in the car, but when I was squeezing it through his pants, it felt like it must have been 10 inches, and very think. I started thinking I was no where near ready to handle it.