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In the previous chapter, C'est La Vie! 23, I described how I was on a post-season trip to the beach with some friends and met a hot guy, Alonso, who I followed behind a secluded dune to make love before taking him back to the house we were renting and how our time together evolved into a lasting relationship, with him moving in with me.
C'est La Vie!: 1991, Alonso, Me and Michael
Though we were totally in love with one another, and enjoyed the same things in life, until this point we were totally monogamous. We enjoyed watching porn together, and then reliving some of the hot scenes when we made love.
There was one particularly hot video in which an incredible black body-builder with the most amazingly huge cock fucked a younger, blond boy, who was really hot himself. After watching that scene, Alonso and I always had particularly steamy sex, sometimes me topping him, sometimes him topping me.
We had been together about six months, and just had a great wake-up session with that video. I've always been particularly partial to sex early in the morning. We were lying in bed, kissing and just exploring each other's bodies with our finger tips, thinking about getting up and getting the day started, when Alonso said, "Have you ever thought about doing a three-some?"
Well, of course I had, but was too embarrassed to suggest to him that I ever thought about sex with anyone else. But I guess we all do, right? So after the first shock of the question wore off, I said, sheepishly, "Well, yes, sometimes. But you know, you are the only one I love!"
He said, "Yes, you're my love too, but that doesn't mean that I don't want some variety sometimes. Love is in your head and heart, not between your legs!" And I had to admit that was true for me too!
He said, "You know, whenever we watch that video, I think about being fucked by that fantastic black dude."
I said, "Me too!"
Then Alonso said, "There's this black kid at the gym, younger than the guy in the porno, and not quite as bulky, but he is really hot. They could almost be brothers. He's about 6'2", around 210, not an ounce of fat on him, handsome, and from the way he's been checking me out, I think he is gay. From the looks of his cock soft, he will give the guy in the video some hot competition. If you want, I can try to get him to come home for a three-way. Wanna do it?"
I said, "Wow, that sounds really hot! Do you think he will go for it?"
Alonso said, "Well, I don't know, but he is usually there evenings around 8, so I'll see what I can do if you want."
I said, "Go for it, baby!" Later that night, around 7:30, he headed off to the gym to work out.
Around 9 he called. "Bingo!", he said.
"Cool", I said. "What happened?"
"Well, we were working out, the last guys there, and when he headed out of the weight room, he glanced at me, and I knew what he wanted. I followed him down to the locker room, and then into the showers. We were showering, and first he had his back to me and I was looking at his firm, smooth ass. Then he turned around and started soaping up his cock and balls, and looking straight at me. It was incredibly hot, and I started getting hard. And you know what? So did he!
I moved over to his shower, and asked to soap his back, and when I did I told him that I had an incredibly hot partner at home, and he had a night of ecstasy waiting for him if he wanted to come home with me. So I am watching him follow me in my rearview mirror right now, and we should be there in about 10 minutes!"
I said, "Is there time for me to hop in the shower?"
He said "If you're quick about it!"
I had just gotten out of the shower and was making myself comfortable on the sofa when I heard them drive up. I immediately got really nervous. I had had many three-ways before, but never with someone that I loved like I did Alonso. I didn't want anything to mess up our relationship.
When they walked in the door, my heart almost stopped. This guy with him was drop-dead gorgeous. "John", Alonso said, "this is Michael."
"Cool!" I said, and Michael smiled and said "Yeah" in the sexiest way you can imagine.
Alonso said "Beer?"
We both murmured "Uh-huh" as he went into the kitchen and our eyes devoured each other.
Alonso came back with the beer and we all sat on the sofa with Michael in the middle. He was tall, with very dark, flawless skin, dazzling white teeth, long, sexy, almost feminine eyelashes, but he was wearing a tight white tank-top, and loose jeans. His muscular arms were quite a sight, his pecs and abs showed perfectly under the white fabric stretched over them, and his loose jeans shrouded the mystery of his manhood, which I knew from Alonso was magnificent.
We sipped our beers for a little and made some small talk. Michael was out of college just the year before, and working in sales for one of the big companies in town. I could imagine that sales would be easy for him. He must appeal equally to men and women, being so handsome, and we later learned, genial too.
Alonso started by gently putting his hand against Michael's chin, turning his face toward him and kissing him softly. I took that opportunity to put my hand on his abs and slowly move it up to his chest, as I gently nuzzled his neck, and let my tongue probe his ear. He was already into it, and slouched down more on the sofa as we started working on him.
I pulled his tank top out of his jeans, and moved my hand under it, feeling his hard, smooth abs, and his defined chest. I slowly moved my hand over his torso to his left nipple, and gently caressed and pinched it. His first loud moan started then, and I knew we were really onto something. So I pulled his shirt up over his head and went to work on his left nipple with my lips and teeth, while Alonso turned his attention to his right nipple.
We worked his nipples for the next ten minutes or so, licking, sucking, biting, driving him crazy. He started bucking his hips, and I knew he wanted to get his cock into the action, but we wanted to make this last for a while.
Alonso, right nipple between his teeth, winked at me, and I knew he meant that it was time for stage two. Simultaneously, we started licking our way down Michael's six-pack, tasting all the nooks and crannies.
Alonso unbuttoned his jeans, and I slipped the zipper down. Simultaneously, we slid our hands under his hips, he raised them and we pushed his jeans down over his thighs, moved down to remove his shoes and socks and then took his jeans off. He was lying back on the sofa between us, his breaths quick, and the most incredible bulge in the tight white briefs he was wearing.
I moved my hand down to cup his full sac, while Alonso moved down to start mouthing his hard cock through the fabric of his underwear. Both of us slipped off of the sofa to kneel on the floor next to his powerful, smooth, gorgeously dark thighs and, simultaneously, we hooked our fingers into his waistband and pulled it over his erection.
What a sight! He must have been almost 10" long, at least 6" around and nearly straight. I have seen some really spectacular cocks in my life, including Alonso's--which I can't get enough of--but this one was unbelievably special.
In unison, Alonso and I moved our lips down so that we were at the base of his cock, and then worked our lips up the sides to the tip, where we alternately kissed and then sucked his cock--or as much as we could swallow of it--for the next fifteen or twenty minutes. We were in heaven, and so was Michael.
I have never been a total bottom for more than a few days, but with a guy like this, I could see what the attraction was to giving pleasure exclusively to a hot stud. I think Alonso was feeling the same thing. We sucked and caressed, and sucked and caressed. Michael was moaning loudly and urging us on, then pulling us away so that he wouldn't come. When he did that, we went back to kissing and working his nipples, and then went down on him again.
Finally, we knew that the time had come.
Alonso said, "Let's go to the bedroom" and we moved quickly to our king-sized bed.
I was thankful that we had bought for this big bed a couple of months earlier, and wondered now whether Alonso had pushed buying it for a time such as this. I didn't care. I was having the time of my life. Alonso and I quickly stripped and threw our clothes in the corner.
Michael lay on the bed, with us on either side. I couldn't hold off any more. I grabbed a condom from the bedside table (Alonso had the forethought some after getting his idea of a three-way with Michael to buy magnums!), ripped it open, rolled it down on Michael's cock, grabbed a handful of lube, and as I slathered it on his cock and my ass, I moved to straddle him, and impaled my ass on his cock.
God, that felt good!!! I had never had such a big piece of meat inside me before. I had tried a couple of toys, but their plastic quality was not the real thing and this was.
Michael moaned even louder, and I started to ride him for all I was worth. By now, I couldn't stand it anymore. I just wanted to go for the finish. Up and down, slow, fast, straight, swiveling my hips, anything I could do: Michael loved it all, and looked like he was about to pass out with pleasure.
He started to stroke my cock, I felt my climax building, and could feel his coming too. Alonso was straddling his face, jerking his own cock as Michael licked his balls. Alonso and I started kissing deep, wet kisses, and suddenly I exploded over Michael's chest, then collapsed in exhaustion on him, my cum coating our chests as we pressed together and kissed. His cock still throbbed in my ass, and his hips thrust insistently into me.
I knew Alonso wanted his turn, and I climbed off. Alonso lay down next to Michael, and said, "Fuck me man! I want to feel that big cock up my ass."
Michael obediently climbed onto Alonso, throwing his legs over his shoulders, and plunged his huge cock deep into my lover. Michael was hot to finish now, and so was Alonso, and they fucked like they were demented, Michael pounding mercilessly into Alonso, and Alonso straining his own muscular body and pushing up to meet Michael's thrusts.
Alonso came first, shooting an immense load onto his own chest. A moment later, Michael started his orgasm and, I swear, it lasted longer than any I have witnessed. I wondered whether it would burst the condom! A couple of minutes later, he had withdrawn, and we were collapsed in a happy heap on the bed.
We did get a little sleep that night, but the focus was on enjoying one another's bodies, and when Michael left after breakfast the next morning, we agreed to get together again, and it happened a few more times.