"Okay, I've got him now, so fuck him good, Hank!" My girlfriend Sheila Sebastien all but shouted as she held my ass cheeks wide open while my buddy Henry "Hank" Mathieu got behind me and rubbed his hard dick against my well-lubricated asshole. Truth be told, I was quite nervous but I must admit, part of me was also craving this. That's what happens when you're a bisexual brother. Got all kinds of desires which can take hold of you at any given minute, yup.
Guess you're probably wondering who this is. The name is Christophe Robillard, my friends call me Chris, and I'm a young black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Montreal, Quebec. I attend the University of Montreal, and as you may have already guessed, I'm totally bisexual. If my bedroom is a tad bit crowded tonight it's because I let my girlfriend Sheila talk me into a threesome with my good friend Hank, who got kicked out by his obnoxious and closeminded parents, hence why he's crashing at my pad.
"Oh yeah, Chris definitely has a cute ass, thanks for prepping it with Aloe cream for me, Sheila, " Hank said, laughing as he gently caressed my ass. I turned around briefly and locked eyes with Hank, who grinned at me. Hank is six-foot-one, dark-skinned and muscular, with a smooth shaved head and a slick goatee. The brother has been my best friend since our halcyon days at Saint Justinian Academy in the north end of Montreal, Quebec.
We are both from a Haitian immigrant background. I was born in the City of Montreal to immigrant parents, while Hank was born in Cap-Haitien, northern Haiti, and moved to Quebec in his younger days. We grew up in the same neighborhood of Montreal-Nord, attended the same predominantly Haitian church, which, if you know anything about Haitians, is saying a lot. Our parents knew each other and everything. Yeah, Hank and I have always been tight.
After high school, Hank went to Concordia University to study civil engineering and I went to the University of Montreal to study computer science. Truth be told, I always had a bit of a crush on Hank but I never acted on it because I thought he was straight. I never would have guessed, since the dude always had a girlfriend, and not just any girlfriend. Hank always gets the dime pieces. Me? Not so much. I lucked out when I met Sheila Sebastien, seriously.
As you may have guessed, my girlfriend Sheila Sebastien is something else. Born in Les Cayes, southwestern Haiti, and raised in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, Sheila is a newcomer to the University of Montreal campus. She transferred from Carleton University and is studying for her MBA. With a unique combination of altitude, beauty, brains and booty, Sheila is what I call a Haitian Amazon. Don't come at a female like that unless you're correct, brothers.
The first time I saw this six-foot-tall, thick, fine-as-hell sister with the Jill Scott type of Afro, the dark brown skin and thick round and heart-shaped booty, I knew I wanted to make her mine. When you meet the one, you simply know. Sheila is six-feet-tall, bodacious and fearless, while I'm five-foot-nine, somewhat chubby and nerdy with thick glasses, but we clicked anyway. I should mention she's a sexual dynamo. More fun for me, I guess.
"Oh yeah, Hank, I've fucked his ass with my strap-on many times, it shouldn't be too tight for your big ole dick, hope you like the feel of Magnum condoms, that's all Chris and I use, " Sheila said, laughing and playfully slapping my ass. Damn, I know we're among friends, but does Sheila have to go there? Yes, I let my woman fuck my ass with a strap-on dildo. Don't judge me.
Why is that, you may ask? Oh, there are a myriad reasons. It's primarily because I'm kinky, and I'm usually a bottom with men, but I swore to my beloved Sheila that I'd be faithful to her, so she's the only one I've let anywhere near my ass throughout our passionate, at times tumultuous relationship. Yes, bisexual men can be faithful to the women in their lives. Now it's a different story, since Sheila revealed to me that she's okay with threesomes.
"No worries, Sheila, I won't wreck Chris's ass too much," Hank said, laughing and I shook my head. Why am I always surrounded by clowns? I felt Hank's fingers up my ass, and heard Sheila tell him to add more lubricant. Damn, how did I let myself get talked into this again? Oh yeah, my best friend Hank came out as bisexual on Facebook, much to my shock ( and delight, since I kind of fancied Hank for years ) and my kinky girlfriend Sheila talked the two of us into this tryst that we're doing now. Women, eh?
"Um, be careful you two, this is my ass we're talking about," I whispered and Sheila's lovely face was suddenly in front of mine, her dark eyes glistening with mischief...and lust. Grinning wickedly, Sheila kissed me on the lips, and I kissed her back. Too late I realized that she was merely silencing me the best way she knew how. My buddy Hank's dick popped into my ass, and a mixture of exquisite pleasure and wicked pain washed over me.
"Oh fuck," I cried out, the moment Sheila stopped kissing me. Laughing, Sheila rubbed her big tits together, and then rubbed them against my face. I sucked on Sheila's tits and she giggled and winked at me. Meanwhile, Hank was working his dick up my ass like a pro. Damn, his dick wasn't as long as Sheila's seemingly endless supply of strap-on dildos, but it was decidedly thicker. Which made it hard on my ass, pun intended.
"Chris, you alright?" Hank paused to ask, and I turned around once again, and was surprised to see a look of concern on Hank's handsome face. I nodded, and Hank smiled, then resumed fucking my ass. I groaned as Hank's dick sank deeply inside of me, going in places where no one had been before. Dildos are fun, and strap-on dildos even more so, but live dick is priceless. I say this as something of a connoisseur, folks.
"Yo, Chris, don't leave your woman hanging, bro, eat her pussy," Hank said, tapping my ass for emphasis. I turned around and shot him a look and my buddy grinned, and I turned and looked at Sheila's grinning face. Looks like it's two against one, not that I mind going down on my lady. Leaning back on the bed, Sheila spread her thick, sexy golden brown thighs invitingly.
"Hmm, yummy," I said, looking up at a grinning Sheila, who nodded eagerly. Without further ado, I buried my face between my lady love's thighs, and began to lick and tease the hell out of her wet, hairy cunt. A lot of guys don't like hairy women but they're totally my thing. I asked Sheila to stop shaving and she was totally fine with that. More fun for me. I like to go muff diving in an actual muff, you know.
"Oh yeah, Chris, go for it," Sheila said, giggling as I stuck two fingers into her cunt, teasing her clit with my tongue while fingering her. Meanwhile, Hank buried his dick even deeper in my ass. The brother went so deep that I felt his balls against the groove of my ass. Damn, I hadn't gotten fucked like this in a long time and loved every minute of it. Got to intense that I had to focus in order to lick my lady, seriously.
