Editor's note: this story contains gay male content.
If this does not interest you, please read no further.
This is a true story, but names have been changed to protect those involved.
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My name is Chuck. I'm 38 years old, clean cut, 6-3, 215 lbs, and have a shaved head. My friends name is Bill and his wife's name is Stephanie. Bill and I have been friends for about 15 years. We've remained friends through marriages and divorces.
Stephanie is Bill's new wife. She is amazingly hot, 28 years old, 5-4, 115 lbs, heavily tattooed, dirty blond hair, and green eyes. She has D cup fake tits and her body and ass are absolutely amazing. Bill is 36 years old, 6-2, 240 lbs, shaved head and also has a lot of tattoo's.
After meeting Stephanie for the first time, we hit it off right away. We have a lot in common, so naturally we started casually text messaging each other, which eventually turned to sex talk. The sex talk started off innocently, but after time she confided enough in me to tell me some deep dark secrets, as I did back to her.
One day while texting, I told Stephanie that I consider myself as "kinky." I told her one of my favorite sexual things is to have the woman stick her finger in my asshole while she is giving me head. Stephanie told me that she and Bill are also kinky and that they have been experimenting with new things. One point that I remember specifically is that she said she has a fantasy of watching Bill have sex with another man. She confessed that she recently introduced Bill to strap on sex.
She said, "Bill really loves it."
Without thinking, I responded, "I would probably love it too."
At that point she seemed very surprised. I took that moment to tell her that most men have fantasized about other men at some point in their life, and I am no different. She agreed and said women are the same way. She even confessed that she had a girlfriend in high school, not a boyfriend.
After a few months of texting, Stephanie asked if I would want to come over to their house and play some poker with her and Bill. I said sure, so we made plans for Saturday night. I showed up at their front door at 8 sharp. I was a little nervous because I kind of knew something was going to happen, but I wasn't sure what it was. But if something did happen, I knew it was going to be something I've never done before.
Bill answered the door. We gave each other a hand shake and I handed him the 12 pack of beer I brought with me. I closed the door behind me and followed Bill through the living room and into the kitchen. When I rounded the corner, I saw Stephanie sitting at the kitchen table. She stood up and greeted me with a warm hug, told me to grab a beer out of the refrigerator and then join her and Bill at poker. I walked past Stephanie toward the fridge, but Bill already had a beer out and handed it to me. I turned around and headed back to the kitchen table where Stephanie was sitting with a deck of cards.
As I walked to the table, I glanced at Stephanie and saw that she was wearing a black tube top and very small white shorts. The shorts were so small that they left nothing to the imagination. I sat down and we played poker for about 2 hours. Just innocent poker, nothing more.
After we were all tired of playing, Bill said to me, "Steph has told me all about your text conversations."
I was immediately taken by surprise as Stephanie and I both agreed to keep our conversations secret. All I could think about was the jealousy that Bill has shown in his past marriages, and how he likes to fight with guys who look at his woman in a sexual way. I figured I would now have to listen to his bullshit, or fight my way to my car.
"She's a little too honest with you sometimes", he said.
I told him, "We have both probably been a little too honest. It got carried away."
Bill immediately interrupted me and said, "I'm cool with it."
I asked, "You are?"
"Yeah. I'm not jealous anymore", he said.
He went on to explain how he and Stephanie have a different relationship than he has had with past women. He told me that his communication is much better now and that they tell each other everything. Not only daily life issues, but sexual desires as well. He told me that he and Stephanie had just recently enjoyed their first trip to a nudist colony and they have talked about going to a swingers club so Stephanie can fulfill one of her fantasies of having people watch them have sex. He also said he knows that Stephanie has told me about their new sexual adventures and that he was relieved to hear that he is not the only straight man to have attractions to other men.
I told Bill, "After knowing you all these years, I have a hard time imagining you any other way than to be protective of Stephanie."
Bill looked at Stephanie and said, "Show him your tits, Honey."
Stephanie instantly pulled her tube top down, exposing the most beautiful set of fake titties I've ever seen! I tried to act calm and nonchalant, but I was secretly jumping out of my skin with enjoyment. I tried to look into her eyes when I talked to her, without success.
I asked her, "You don't have a problem showing me your tits?"
"Nope. After the few times we've been to the sun club, I'm used to it now."
Stephanie began to explain that she and Bill have talked about her past lesbian relationship. She told him how society constrains men to mark themselves as either straight or gay, but women are accepted as bisexual or bi-curious. The fact that Bill enjoys strap on sex doesn't mean he is gay. It just means he likes anal sex, nothing more. But over the last few months, Bill has expressed an interest in having a bisexual threesome with another man.
For some unknown reason, at this point I began to feel comfortable discussing my bi-curiosity. So, I told them both that I enjoy fantasizing about other men, but going any further is not in my comfort zone right now. I told them that now that I'm single again, exploring new areas interests me. But, I have to get past my mental hang ups before I can go any further. I offered to watch them have sex if they wanted me to. I guess I figured telling them this would back them off a little.
We talked for awhile longer, drinking beer and discussing sex. During her last comment, Stephanie suggested we all go upstairs to the master bedroom.
Bill and I agreed and walked upstairs. Bill and Stephanie headed toward the bed, and I excused myself to the bathroom. While taking a piss, I was getting excited at the thought of watching them have sex. When I was done, I went back into the bedroom and saw both of them naked on the bed! Stephanie was laying on her back and Bill was laying on his stomach, eating her pussy!
I quietly walked across the room and sat in a rocking chair that was at the foot of the bed. I was so nervous. I had a million things running through my mind. I was a little embarrassed because this is the first time people were having sex in front of me, but also a little nervous because I was unsure of what was about to happen.
While Bill was continuing to eat Stephanie's pussy, she looked across the bed at me and said, "Come closer."
I walked to the side of the bed and stood there for a moment like an idiot. Bill was still taking care of business, and I had the best view of the most beautiful, cleanly shaven, bald pussy I have ever seen! Stephanie's incredible body and fake tits were a sight to see.