Male Bonding

Male Bonding, part 2 by bijaybi@outlook.com

Note: Although elements are based on real experiences, any resemblance to real people or locations is strictly coincidental. This story contains explicit male-male and male-female consensual, adult sex. If you don't enjoy reading this sort of material or are under the age of 21 or it is not legal to read this sort of material where you live, PLEASE DO NOT CONTINUE READING. Please practice safer sex.

I have been enjoying erotic stories on Nifty.org for a couple of years now, and have decided it's time to "give back" by attempting to write some of my own stories. I've been fortunate to have a lot of adventures over the years, so at least to start with, I'm going to share my own experiences, based on actual events, and only fictionalize some details to avoid identifying real people or places. My first attempt, Hot Spring Surprise, can be found in the Bisexual/Encounters archive. Part 1 of Male Bonding can also be found in the Bisexual/Encounters archive.

Sincere thanks to all the readers who wrote with positive feedback on Part 1 of Male Bonding. I appreciate your encouragement and interest in reading more of this series.

-- So as I said in the beginning of part 1, guys will be guys. Men are pigs. Whether it's for dick or for pussy, all of us guys are hunters. So why wouldn't a straight guy get along with a bi/gay guy, in this more enlightened era? Whatever the reason, I've been unusually lucky to have a lot of flirty, open-minded straight guys as colleagues and friends over the years at my company. Maybe it's the creative atmosphere, maybe it's the fact that I'm a laid back and regular guy, but I have had a LOT of sexy banter and situations with a lot of these dudes. Usually when it's just 1 on 1 and they don't have to worry about what the other guys are going to think. But, sometimes it goes further. In part 2, I?ll tell you about some more of my adventures with two straight coworkers, with and without their wives.

So I?ve told you a bit about Henry, the straight, married, handsome bald guy with a red beard and a ridiculously huge bulge in his jeans. Father of 2 young kids, but liked to joke around in a very bi way.

Now let me introduce Ryan, my most long-term crush on an adventurous bi-curious colleague. He was my manager for a few years. We no longer work together but still hang out sometimes. He?s about the same age as me, mid-40s. Easiest way to describe him would be a stockier Midwestern version of that 80?s actor, Dolph Lundgren, the blond, blue-eyed Swedish muscle stud who was in Rocky IV and Universal Soldier.

Although in a lot of ways, Ryan comes across as a kind of small-town, conservative good-old boy, he?s actually a really open-minded, friendly guy who always expressed an unusually high level of interest in my mostly gay sex life and relationships. All throughout the time he was my manager, we?d constantly banter about sex, from stupid jokes to more serious discussions about relationship ups and downs.

About a year after we started working together, we were sent to San Francisco for a conference, and had separate hotel rooms. We hung out a lot. I was developing more and more lust for him the more time we spent together. He had just recently gotten married to his wife Tamara, and I had just recently moved in with a sexy guy named James.

When we weren?t at the conference, we explored the city mostly on foot, went to some great restaurants and bars, and bonded more and more with fun stories about our adventures with our other halves. One night we got back to our hotel kind of late and pretty tipsy. I invited Ryan to hang out in my room for a while and he was like, ?You know, my dumb guy friends at home were giving me shit about going to SF with a gay guy, they said you would definitely try to seduce me and I better watch my ass.? I laughed and he continued, ?But you?re a cool dude, I really appreciate how open you are but that you respect my boundaries and stuff.? I said ?Of course,? but in my mind I was bummed because I had actually been thinking that whole evening, ?How can I get this stud to let me suck him, without freaking him out or ruining my career with him?? I resigned myself to that not happening, and said, ?Of course, but let?s go hang out, I gotta change and get comfortable after all that walking around tonight.? He went to his room to get into some sweats and I told him to just walk into my room, I?d leave the door unlocked while taking a quick shower.

A lot sooner than I expected, boisterous Ryan stuck his head into the bathroom of my hotel room just as I was washing the soap off and had a huge horned-up hard on, thinking about him and all the filthy stories we had exchanged while hanging out that night. He was like, ?Oh, shit, sorry dude, I didn?t know you were still in there, oops, don?t let me interrupt!? I just laughed and said, ?Well, all those stories about you and Tamara fucking around outside on your property kinda got to me? and I was just thinking about you telling me how she can?t get enough of taking it up the ass. I would love to see that sometime.? He said, ?Yeah, I get it man. It is hot, and maybe one day I could get her to agree to let you watch. Now I?m gonna go pour us some drinks, get dressed.?

I got out of the shower and dried off and realized I had left my sweatpants and shirt on the bed. I was like, ?Crap, this is gonna seem so obvious if I go out there in a towel, but whatever.? So I wandered out wrapped in a towel, and saw that Bryan was lying on one of the two queen beds, with a rum & coke in one hand and absent-mindedly adjusting the big bulge in his sweats. I just smirked at him as I grabbed my clothes, and he said, ?Sorry dude, you got me thinking again about fucking Tamara up the ass right on the dock on our little lake in the country, and I miss her.? I said, ?I?m sure you do, I miss my man?s big old cock too, I?m not used to going a couple days without being on my knees with my mouth full of thick juicy dick.? He laughed and said, ?You?re such a slut,? with a gleam in his eyes.

I was scared to drop my towel and get my sweatpants on, because obviously I was completely standing at attention at that point. Ryan said, ?Dude, just fucking drop the towel and change and get over here to get your rum and cock,? then laughed maniacally as he realized his slip of the tongue. I said, ?OK? and my cock sprang up and hit my stomach as I took off my towel. He kinda gasped and said, ?Shit dude you are still completely hard, you want me to go back to my room so you can take care of that??

I said, ?I think we both need to take care of something, don?t you?? and walked over to grab the drink from his nightstand. He agreed, ?Yeah, I don?t think this is gonna go away. Dude, would you wanna take care of this for me? You can?t tell anyone, I?d never live it down. Never even thought of having a guy swing on my dick until now.? I smiled and said ?Are you for real? You can definitely count on me to keep quiet if I get to service you. Looks like you?re packing something pretty good there.? He grabbed his sweatpants and said, ?Yeah, I get no complaints. Not like it?s longer than average or anything but I guess it?s kinda thicker than a lot of guys are??

Being a huge fan of a thick girthy cock I was salivating more than ever and said, ?Just fucking whip it out already Ryan, and let me get on that.? He raised his ass off the bed and with some drunken effort got his sweatpants down around his calves, all the while I?m staring at this beer-can thick, average length cock standing straight up, with a neatly trimmed reddish-blonde bush and a nice big ballsack.

I immediately got on the bed straddling his legs and started licking his thick shaft from base to tip, teasingly making it jump as he got even harder at my light tonguing. ?Dude?,? he half-laughed, half groaned, ?fucking suck my cock NOW? and I took the invitation to just take the whole thick cock down my hot, wet throat. I started sucking him with a wild intensity, knowing that he probably wouldn?t last all that long, but not really able to help myself. I was hungry and voracious for this straight, pussy-stained dick and not sure if I?d ever get the chance to service him again. Ryan just kept bucking and shaking on the bed, grinding his ass into the sheets and growling the more I expertly worked his shaft and glans with my tongue, lips and hands. I played with his balls, tugging his nuts. I lightly flicked his taint and he went kind of wild. So I took it as an invitation to move my tongue down further. I didn?t think it would be wise to freak him out with a rim-job this first time, but at least, I could let my wide tongue pleasure his perineum and balls while I worked his shaft with one hand. I couldn?t even fit my hand around his thickness.

Ryan got more and more turned on and really started bucking on the bed, hitting the headboard against the wall as he involuntarily pushed his head hard back against the pile of pillows. I decided to tease him and work up as huge a load as I could so I abruptly stopped my intense slick grip stroking and my taint-licking, and I slapped his thick dong from the underside with a satisfyingly loud smack. He was kinda shocked but I could tell it felt amazing and brought him back from the brink. I smacked it two more times while growling, ?You?re not gonna cum until I?m ready, fucker.? Not to be out-manned by me, Ryan grabbed both sides of my head and with a deep and loud voice said, ?I?m ready.? He shoved his ridiculously thick dick as deep into my mouth as he could and I started gagging around it as I realized he was flooding my throat with one huge volley of hot thick cum after another. He was practically yelling, letting out wild, violent ?uuuuuuuuuunnnnhhhhhhhhhh? sounds. He filled my mouth and throat, and his sweet cum started pouring out of my wide-stretched lips when he finally let go of my ears and let me pull back off his cock.

Needless to say I was about ready to shoot my own load without even touching my dick. I wiped my cum-soaked lips and tongue with my hand and used Ryan?s juice to lube up my own rock-hard dick. It barely took me six or seven long strokes and I was ready to spray. I yelled, lift up your shirt, dude, I?m gonna shoot it on your chest. The thing that pushed me all the way over the edge was seeing the thick, untrimmed blond curly chest hair completely covering his beefy chest and stomach. I moaned deeply as I started shooting, and we were both kinda shocked and started laughing as my cream literally coated from just above his pubes to his neck. ?Damn, dude, I guess we both got a bit pent up, huh??

Not long after we caught our breath and finished our drinks, Ryan went up to his room saying, ?Damn, I forgot to call Tamara when we got back to the hotel, she?s gonna wonder what happened to me.? I assured him I wouldn?t tell anyone about this ?just between us guys? experience and he left.

I could tell Ryan was a little bit embarrassed and awkward the next morning when we met in the hotel lobby to walk over to the convention center. I broke the tension and said, ?That was totally awesome, and it doesn?t mean I think you?re on my team now, we both just needed to have some fun. I like you and don?t want you to feel weird at all.? He said, ?Thanks man, I never thought I?d go there, EVER, and I?m not sure if I would again? but I kinda wish you?d teach Tamara some of your skills.?

So that was the only time that happened while he was my manager. It just never really presented itself as an option when we were back in our Midwestern city. But, I was happy that it didn?t at all put an end to our unusual sexual tension and flirtation. We stayed close as colleagues, and we continued bantering about our different experiences.

One of these days soon I?ll write the complete story of the best group sex experience that my boyfriend James and I ever had, which was with a male-female couple from New England, where the guy was a tough, shaved-headed high school football coach, a bi guy. And his wife was a petite, sexy modern dancer who was totally into telling him what to do with me and my partner. But, anyway, Ryan basically went wild when I told him at work the Monday after this foursome happened, especially when I told him about one of the many combinations we found ourselves in. James was licking the husband?s big, meaty muscle ass while he was on all fours on the floor, and the guy was going to town sucking my cock while I was lying on my back. His wife was straddling my face, riding my tongue buried deep in her pussy and then grinding her clit against my tongue. It was the first time I?d ever performed oral sex on a woman, and I loved it.

Ryan couldn?t get enough of the details and seemed really turned on, and couldn?t get over me getting to enjoy sex with both the husband and the wife. I asked if he ever had anything like that happen, and he said, ?No, Tamara is too shy to get anyone else involved. It?s definitely come up because my best friend and his wife are swingers and they?ve propositioned us to screw around with them or at least go to a party with them.? I jokingly said, ?Well, next time James and I are entertaining, we?ll invite you,? And he said, ?I don?t know about that,? but I could tell his mind was racing.

Fast forward a couple years. We were working in different departments by then, and Ryan had gotten separated after finding out Tamara was cheating on him with a rich neighbor. He was crushed and pissed off. I felt really bad for my friend and tried to be there for him. I had been dumped by James the previous summer and was living in a loft apartment near the office, just starting to come out of my own down period after the breakup.

After a few weeks of not wanting to do anything social, Ryan finally said, ?OK, let?s go have lunch at that new pizza place next to your building, and then I wanna see your new place.? I had told him about the cool courtyard there, and the interesting late 1800?s industrial building turned into apartments, each with a sleeping loft overlooking the living room. After a fun lunch of actually making each other laugh and forget our recent breakups, I took Ryan next door to see the apartment. I gave him a short tour that ended up in the living room, just beneath the sleeping loft that was nestled up under a sloped ceiling. We were standing near the TV and I embarrassedly realized he could definitely see several gay and bi adult DVDs lying on top of the DVD player. He just kinda smirked and said for the second or third time, ?I?m not in any big hurry to get back to the office, are you? I don?t have any meetings until later,? and I was trying to figure out if he was trying to get something to happen like it had happened in San Francisco.

Ryan asked, ?You ever worry about getting fucked over the edge of that loft?? I was kinda shocked and said, ?Um, it hasn?t come up yet as an option, but yeah, it does look a little dangerous, doesn?t it?? He laughed and said, ?Well, I?m not offering to break it in, but I noticed your movies over here, you wanna put one on and blow me??

Didn?t have to ask me twice, I?d been waiting a few years for another chance at that thick straight cock. I found one of my favorite bi movies, Fly Bi Night, about a male-female couple joining the mile high club on a flight and then getting another male passenger involved, and put it in. Ryan said ?I never saw one of these before, it might gross me out.? I told him not to overthink it and get his pants off. He was already most of the way hard, and any amount of nervousness soon disappeared as I knelt on the floor beneath his stocky, beefy frame.

I loved having my mouth stretched wide again with this blond stud?s beautiful dick, and he definitely seemed to be enjoying the attention. He started to get a little unsteady on his feet, and I pushed him back onto the futon couch behind him. I could tell he was turned on by the bi action on the screen behind me, and was fantasizing about what would happen when the oral action between the two guys and one woman turned into one guy fucking the other while he fucked his wife, all while awkwardly straddling the top of the aircraft seats. Would Ryan feel inspired to take me up to the sleeping loft and fuck me?

Unfortunately we both got carried away by the real-life scene, because soon he was bucking and shaking on the couch, grinding his hips and clamping his knees around my shoulders. ?Fuckkkkk dude, you?re gonna make me blow soon, you want it? You want my cum down your throat, you fucking slut? You probably want it up your tight pussy, maybe next time.? I could tell that filthy thought tripped his trigger as much as it did mine, because suddenly, his cock started pulsing and shooting huge volleys of hot white jizz all over my face, onto my tongue, and over my shoulder onto the TV screen behind me. I laughed to myself hoping that my downstairs neighbor, a nice older gay guy, could hear Ryan?s deep moans and groans, because he had given me an approving look when he saw us heading upstairs to my apartment a while earlier.

I realized I had been so overexcited at the chance to suck Ryan again that I had only gotten as far as unzipping my jeans and pushing them down around my thighs, and my cock was painfully rubbing against my boxer briefs. Ryan scooted over on the couch as I freed myself and flopped own next to him. I licked the remainder of his sticky seed from my lips and watched the onscreen action as I rapidly stroked myself to within moments of orgasm. I decided to push Ryan?s boundaries even further? I quickly stood up, aimed right at his face, and painted him creamy white. He was so shocked, he couldn?t help laughing and said, ?You little fucker, I?m STRAIGHT. Straight guys don?t get cum facials, you asshole.? I just said, ?oops, I couldn?t resist? and ran to get us both towels.

So, about a month later was our company?s holiday party, which is where that other bi-flirty straight crush, Henry, re-enters this story. I had always fantasized about this bald, red-bearded, kinda commanding guy, and wondered if there was anything real behind the locker-room banter and envelope-pushing flirting he did with the other guys in our department, even though he seemed to be a happily married father of two young kids. I liked his pretty wife Rachel, but didn?t know much about her.

The holiday party was always a great time, this one was no exception. Everyone was feeling good with great music and big buffet of food, not to mention an open bar. Any feelings of melancholy that I had about not bringing a date and missing my ex, went away as I enjoyed laughing and talking with my colleagues and their dates.

Ryan was in rare form, kinda pushing the envelope with crude comments when we would cross paths, and I knew he was pretty drunk. Still, I didn?t see this coming. I was in the middle of the party venue and had just started talking to Henry and Rachel, we were laughing about something, and Ryan walked up. He grabbed Henry?s hairy, muscular forearm and said, ?Dude, you gotta see Jay?s new apartment.? Henry responded, ?Huh, why?? Ryan said, ?He has this awesome sleeping loft right up near the roofline, that you have to get up to by a ladder. It?s really cool. But, Jay?s afraid to take any of his dates up there, ?cause there?s no railing on the edge of the loft and he thinks if he gets fucked too hard he?s gonna get fucked right over the edge and fall into the living room.?

My mouth dropped open, I couldn?t believe the filth that was coming out of Ryan?s mouth, which was extreme for him in front of other people. But, I was even more shocked when Henry kinda took that comment in stride and said, ?Well, Jay, I would take you up to that loft and fuck the shit out of you, and I?d keep you from falling over by hanging on to the ceiling.? Then he turned to Rachel and said, weirdly, ?You can come too, but you have to stay down in the living room reading Jay?s interior design magazines.? I was just starting to process this overly specific weird thing he just said to his wife, when Rachel won the conversation. She said, ?Oh hell no, I?m coming up there with you guys and we?re all gonna fuck.? I almost spit out my drink, laughing and thinking they were totally kidding. But Henry kept a straight face and said, ?No, seriously, dude, we both think you?re a handsome, attractive guy, and I bet you need a good fucking especially since you?re not getting it from James anymore, don?t you?? Rachel put her hand on my arm and said, ?He?s serious, he?s talked about you before and how we should hang out with you sometime...? I was a bit confused and uncertain of what to say, and Ryan could tell I didn?t know what exactly was going on. He said, ?Um, I might have told them about that time you and James had that husband and wife couple come over??

My mind was reeling and my cock was already rising to attention in my suit pants, totally turned on by getting propositioned by this hot married couple. Ryan had a big smile on his face like, ?My job here is done,? and he wandered tipsily away to get another drink. I couldn?t quite believe it, and was like, ?You really want to come to my place?? and Henry said, ?Well, not tonight, we gotta get home to relieve the baby sitter pretty soon and I?ve probably had one too many whiskeys tonight anyway. But, yeah! Soon?? ?Definitely, please,? I said, now totally fixated on the idea. Rachel once again shocked me by actually reaching down and grabbing my bulging crotch right there in the middle of our work party, and saying, ?Glad you?re into the idea, Jay, we?re gonna have fun? with a sexy, sly smile. Good thing it was pretty dark and I don?t think our other colleagues could really tell what was going on under their noses. Henry saw what she was doing and how I was kind of squirming at her rough, sexy touch. He playfully slapped her hand away and said, ?Hey, this was my idea, remember, I?m gonna be fucking him over the edge of that loft,? while he wrapped his strong, thick-fingered hand around my painfully bulging crotch and gave it a rough tug, which almost made me cum right there in my suit pants.

It goes without saying that I could barely wait until Henry and Rachel could make a plan to come over to my apartment. It took a couple weeks to plan around activities with their kids and some other holiday parties. But, we all had time off between the holidays and eventually made a plan for them to come over on a Friday night.

I was really nervous by the time they were about to arrive, especially not being all that experienced with women, but wanting all three of us to have a great time. They immediately put me at ease after they showed up with some bottles of wine and some dessert, though. They were in a great, very friendly mood, and sexy redhead Henry seemed to pick up on my nervousness. After a long swig of wine, his voice got really sexily low as he said, ?You don?t have to do anything you don?t want to do. But I know you?re gonna be begging for more, and that you?re gonna want to do everything we want to do to you, because you?re a fucking bottom bitch. Aren?t you??

I was a bit surprised but said, ?Yeah?.?

And he continued, ?Ryan told me that you love having your mouth used, and that he?s fed you a couple big loads. Well, I?m gonna use your mouth AND your ass, and you?re going to be eating my loads all night, right out of my dick, and out of Rachel?s creampie?d snatch too.? I was completely hard instantly and loved that he knew intuitively that I really liked being kind of pushed around and bossed around by a commanding guy.

I said, ?Yes, sir,? and he said, ?Kiss my wife.? I looked over at Rachel, who had a devilishly sexy look of desire in her eyes, and leaned toward her. Putting my arm around her small back I drew her pretty face close and we started darting our tongues together. Soon we were deep-tongue-kissing passionately while Henry approvingly said, ?Good, that?s so fucking hot, she?s an amazing kisser. Gets her super wet, too,? and he reached his hairy forearm between us and I could tell he was sliding his hand up her short dress. She gasped into my mouth as at least one of his fat fingers must have been entering her. He brought his hand up to my face and said, ?Taste this sweet pussy,? and shoved 2 fingers into my willing mouth. Mmmmm fucking delicious, I thought, I want more. He read my mind and slicked up his fingers again inside her, which made her moan and squirm on her chair. He gave me another taste, teasing my mouth as though his thick digits were a cock.

It was kind of apparent that Henry would be firmly directing all of the action, and that Rachel and I were equally compliant in whatever he?d want us to do. He got us up from our seats and the three of us stood in a close trio in my living room --- feeling the warmth build up between our still-clothed bodies. He stood about an inch taller than me but had a much more solid, muscular presence and I could see that his pants were straining with an even more huge package than I?d ever seen him sporting before. She was lean and athletic and about six inches shorter than me. He turned me around, standing close behind me, and reaching around my sides, he guided Rachel to turn with her back to me, so I was sandwiched between them. I could feel his big bulge pressing up against my ass, and he guided my hands up to Rachel?s beautiful breasts and began kind of kneading my hands which in turn made me grope and knead her breasts through the soft fabric of her dress. She sighed and purred happily as I continued playing with her tits and he reached around me toward the front of her dress. Pulling Rachel pretty tightly against my front, while shoving himself pretty tightly against my back, Henry sandwiched me firmly between him and his wife while he worked his hand up the center of her short dress and exposed her juicy, puffy cunt lips to his touch. I got more bold and maneuvered the shoulder straps of her dress down so that her sweet, soft tits were exposed to my massaging, meandering hands. He bit my right earlobe gently and whispered, ?pinch her nipples a bit and feel them getting harder and harder between your fingers. Flick ?em in the same rhythm that I?m flicking my finger on her clit.? Sure enough, she practically melted from the simultaneous attention.

It was time to get us all out of our confining clothes. We separated from our sandwiched embrace and Rachel turned around. She unbuttoned my shirt while Henry reached around and undid my belt, then my button, then strained to unzip my pants with my straining cock making the task almost impossible. Soon, I was completely exposed to my guests, and thankful that they seemed to like what they saw in my hairy chest and stomach, my 7.5? cut cock standing firmly at attention, and both of them started gently rubbing my unusually huge balls saying together, ?Damn, Jay, who knew you had these bull balls under those jeans?? Rachel turned me around to face Henry and said firmly, ?Undress my husband, you?re going to enjoy this.? I lifted Henry?s shirt over his head and was totally turned on to see that he had an even more defined chest than you?d have guessed, and that his red hair was not limited to his head ? he had a great, nicely trimmed full chest of ginger hair and small, completely erect nipples. I was happy he had a little bit of a gut to keep me from being totally self-conscious about being on the more bearish side?

?Keep going,? they said simultaneously, obviously kind of eager for me to see what Henry was packing in those straining pants. Henry helped by unbuttoning, but then I took over unzipping while I was groping the increasingly huge package I felt snaking up and to the left. ?How big is this fucking monster?? I wondered as I felt his bulge almost all the way to his left hip and finished unzipping him. Rachel got impatient and came over and shoved a small hand down each side of his pants to push them down. He was wearing cotton boxers that did nothing to hide the gigantic kielbasa that was starting to leak precum way off to the side near his hip. Henry smiled sexily and proudly and for the first time, he brought his succulent lips up to mine and gave me a long, slow, fucking erotic kiss that almost brought me to my knees. My hands continued to explore his package through the cotton boxers, and Henry broke our kiss to almost hiss, ?Haul it out, slut, and get down on your knees.?

I couldn?t resist his command, why would I? I reached my hand into the waistband of his practically ripping boxers and pushed them down to reveal a sculpturally perfect, 9 or 10 inch dick, which was super thick at the red-haired base and got even thicker for the last 2 or 3 inches before ending in a great, big, beautifully formed head with one big dew drop of precum glistening in the piss slit. Maybe I gasped or drew my breath in sharply audibly, because Rachel kind of laughed and said, ?Told you you?d be happy? and pushed down on my shoulders to remind me that Henry had commanded me to get on my knees.

Henry growled, ?Suck my fucking cock, pussy boy!? and smiled with a kind of evil grin, seeing how entranced I was by his huge manhood. I held on to his beautiful piece while I sank to my knees and brought my salivating tongue up to the fat head. Damn, I was in heaven. There?s nothing like a hugely long and thick cock to make me voraciously focused on licking and sucking for all I?m worth, and somehow I find my mouth can open wider and deeper to almost deep throat a gigantic cock like Henry?s, in a way that I ?can?t? do for a more average schlong.

I could tell Henry was enjoying my oral service, and unlike some less experienced straight guys, he was letting me work my magic without annoyingly trying to fuck my face. Rachel was obviously enjoying the show, too, as she was cooing happily next to Henry, fingering herself with her eyes glued to how I could fit most of his cock into my experienced mouth.

Suddenly, Henry deprived my sucking mouth of his thickness and told Rachel to go sit on the couch with her legs spread wide. He ordered me to crawl over to her, and without taking my hand off his manhood, I let him kind of walk me over to where she sat with her shaved pussy perfectly spread open by her wide-spread legs. ?Lick,? was all he barked, and I dove in with my tongue spread flat and wide. I slurped and licked around her juicy lips and found her rather large, engorged clit. She gasped satisfyingly as I started to circle it with my tongue, rapidly, slowly, rapidly, slowly, then flicking it. Henry seemed very pleased by my surprising eagerness to service his wife as well as I had serviced him, and he gently kissed her, then sucked and bit at her nipples lightly which made her squirm and get even more slick. ?I?m gonna have to fuck her soon, she needs to start cumming soon, dude. Flip this futon down and get on your back.?

I quickly complied and they shifted so I was on my back on the now full-size bed futon mattress. Then Rachel straddled me on all fours, which her knees on either side of my shoulders, her hands down near my hips, and her mid-length hair kind of tickling me as she started to tease the head of my achingly hard cock with her lightly lapping tongue. Henry then crawled up on the futon with his knees straddling my face. What a view!! I couldn?t believe I was about to watch him fucking her from this amazing vantage point, where I could see his hot, ginger-haired otter body towering above my face, his 9 or 10 inch fuck stick poised at the wet-lipped entrance of her pussy. My eyes got wide as I watched his thick, perfectly straight snake slowly enter and spread her wide open, right above my face. She made me gasp by matching his slow entrance by slowly allowing my cock to invade her mouth all the way to the base. I stuck out my tongue and realized that I could lick Rachel?s pussy while her husband picked up steam in plowing his baseball bat in and out. Maneuvering as well as I could, I worked my tongue around and across her clit all the while keeping my eyes glued to the sight of Henry?s impossibly thick invading manhood.

Just as I thought it couldn?t get any better, with Rachel doing a surprisingly good job for a woman at finding my most sensitive areas, Henry began to pull out more with each stroke. I realized that I could maneuver my head a little better when he was further out, and I started making sure that my tongue ran along his puicy-juice-slicked girth each time he pulled out and plowed back in. Soon, he started maneuvering so that either accidentally or on purpose, his cock would sometimes plow into her now-gaping pussy and sometimes plow into my eagerly accommodating mouth.

Damn, I was in heaven and don?t know how I kept from cumming as soon as that rhythm started. But, maybe sensing that I may be reaching a tipping point, Henry went back to primarily shoving his cock in his wife?s hot hole and said, ?Jay, lick that clit until we make her cum!? so I resumed my efforts. Soon enough she started grinding almost uncontrollably against Henry?s slamming hips, and wailing increasingly loudly. Undoubtedly my downstairs neighbor was confused by this point at why there was this loud woman?s sex screams going on above him, haha. But I didn?t care, it was so hot to be helping make her go crazy like this. I was glad that her own orgasm distracted her from continuing to work my dick or I would have definitely shot then.

I almost started laughing as I watched Henry slam harder and harder into his wife, because his big balls were rubbing across my nose and mouth. Finally, the frenzied action stopped and I realized that I could feel some hot liquid slowly oozing down onto my face. Henry pulled out and shoved the back of my head up a bit, just as Rachel straightened up her back and sat her pussy right down on my mouth. I realized that he had cum, too, and that they were feeding me the hot jizz that he had sprayed into her, some of which was starting to leak out of her used slit. Damn, he must have shot a gallon of sperm up there, given how deeply he had to have cum inside her and how some of it was now pouring like white honey down and onto my tongue. ?Told you you?d be eating my load, Jay, and that?s just the first.? Rachel laughed and got up off the futon, exposing to Henry?s view the fact that my cock was sticking almost 8 inches straight up toward the loft above us.

?Dude, your turn as soon as I recover,? Henry said with a friendly laugh. I was suddenly a bit more scared than I was turned on. Although I do like bottoming, I had never taken anything that thick and long before at that point. I was hoping Henry would decide maybe he?d had enough, but, he read my mind and said, ?Let?s have some more wine and relax a bit? but then we?re not getting out of here until I prove to you that I can fuck you up in your loft and keep you from falling over the edge.? I said, ?I?m not sure if I can take you,? but Rachel interrupted and said, ?I?ll help, if I can take it in my little body, you can take it ya big bear.? Which made me smile.

I got the wine and we chilled for about half an hour, all the while, my cock remained achingly hard since they?d both climaxed and I hadn?t. Henry teased me and said, ?I bet you thought you were big before you saw me,? and I had to agree that he made my above-average endowment look very normal by comparison. ?Your hole is going to be bigger after this, though,? he said with a little laugh, and I was like, ?Hmm, here we go? the dominant cockiness is starting to come back,? and I got a little nervous. Henry sensed this and said, ?Rachel, time for us to relax his ass?. You ready?? and promptly got up and sort of pushed me over to the futon.

Suddenly I found myself on my back and Rachel was kneeling between my legs, tonguing at my hairy hole. It felt great and I could feel myself start to relax and open up. Soon, Henry kind of gruffly said, ?I need some of that ass? and firmly moved her out of the way. His much bigger, rougher face pushed up against my upper thighs, stubble tickling my taint and ass cheeks, he flicked his tongue at my pulsing hole, and then spat a huge gob of spit right at the target. He brought one of his thick fingers up to my spit-slicked opening, and slowly, expertly pushed in, pushing some of his saliva up inside me. He spat again and repeated, and soon, he could stick two thick digits in, then lapped at my hole with his tongue, then stuck three fingers in. Soon I was practically delirious with a need to have him inside me. I was moaning and growling, ?I need your cock inside me,? and he said, ?What did you call me?? and I instinctively answered, ?I need your cock inside me, sir.? He slapped my ass with a couple quick pats and said, ?OK, let?s get up there,? and pulled me to my feet.

I led him through the huge walk-in closet and over to the ladder up to the loft. Rachel followed close behind. I led the way up the narrow ladder, and soon all three of us were crowded up in to the loft, where a king size mattress had just a few feet of space open on either side, and the sloped ceiling left enough room in the center to sit up comfortably.

?Perfect,? Henry said, and practiced steadying his muscular, red-haired arms against the sloped ceiling as he straddled my upended ass. I was on my back, and Rachel was squeezed on one side of the mattress, helping Henry push my legs back as far as they could go, giving Henry maximum access to my fingered-open hairy hole. He?d found the big bottle of silicone lube I had next to the mattress, and laughingly calling me a ?bottom boy slut? again, he sloshed a ton of lube onto his girthy monster cock and then roughly shoved a bunch of it up my hot asshole. Each administering of more slick lube felt better and better and Rachel playfully twisted my right nipple and said to Henry, ?I think he?s ready, honey.? Henry flicked my left nipple and then roughly twisted it, and suddenly I realized that he was already pressing his ridiculously wide, meaty cockhead against my hungry hole. He pushed forward firmly, smiled sexily devilishly down at me, and I felt my sphincter open to allow this invading bat to start shoving in. I thought the pain would be incredible, but they?d worked me open so well, and I had so much lube up there, that it almost immediately started to feel good, up until the point that I could feel Henry?s fuck stick push against the second, inner sphincter muscles. ?Breathe deep?. You can take it, and just imagine, after I?m done fucking you, you?re gonna be able to take Ryan easily.? I kinda gasped at the sexy thought of my Dolph Lundgren-esque suck-buddy replacing Henry at my ass, and it gave me that little extra kick I needed to let Henry plow all the way in past that point. He let out an audible groan of pleasure and gutturally emitted, ?Fuck, dude, that feels amazingly hot and tight?.? I breathed as deep as I could and felt my ass muscles relax around the impossible girth that had split me wide open. ?Yeah?. Fuck me like you fuck your wife?s juicy pussy,? I demanded, and he responded by giving me a quick, deeper and more powerful thrust while saying, ?You know I?m gonna breed you like I breed her, don?t worry slut boy, I?m gonna fill you to overflowing too and then I?m gonna make HER eat the cream pie.? Loving this filthy image, I pushed my ass back against his crotch, and realized that I could feel his big balls against my ass. Hard to believe it?s all the way in there. And his hairy, little belly was crushing against my overstimulated schlong, rubbing it amazingly every time he thrust in and out.

He was sweating and rivulets of sexy, mansweat were forming in his now-matted red chest hair and making him look even more studly as he towered over me, holding onto the sloped ceiling and flexing his big biceps and triceps. Rachel smiled at me with a kind of amazed look at that I could take her husband?s legendary dick up my tight hole, and cheered him on, ?Fuck that man pussy, honey, he wants your cum way up his hole so he?s feeling it dripping out of him when he?s sitting at his desk next week. Ryan?s gonna smell it on him and know that you marked him with your seed, and he?s gonna want to try to breed him, too.? Damn, this kinky shit was driving me wild, and I could feel myself getting closer and closer to one of the deepest, soul-shaking orgasms of my life. As Henry continued to sweatily plow in and out of my wide-stretched hole, pulling further out and deeper in now, I started incomprehensibly yelling ?Fuck fuck fuck? and letting go with a blast of cum from deep within, which shot up between my sweaty hairy stomach and Henry?s. He kept pistoning and I kept shooting, so much sticky white cum I thought we would be glued together afterward. Damn, it was so good, undoubtedly he was hitting my prostate over and over and pushing me to a level I?d never hit before. When I finally stopped cumming, Henry leaned down and kissed me quite sweetly, then said, ?You?re not done,? and started pistoning in and out again. ?I need to fill your sweet hole, dude, just relax and enjoy it.? It was such a confusing feeling, too sensitive, too full, too erotically challenging to have him continue plowing my hole after I had depleted all of the cum in my body, but I knew he wouldn?t stop until he blasted off for the second time in an hour, so I started rocking my ass back against his thrusts, which I could tell felt amazing to him. He started biting his lower lip even more and his eyes were rolling around so I just rocked against him harder. He was becoming a bit hard to understand as I could tell he was working up a deep blast of his own, but I could hear ?Tight pussy,? ?sweet hole,? and ?Hairy fucking bear, get ready for my daddy dick to fill you to overflowing, boy.? With a deep, loud roar, he started to shoot a hot stream of jizz that I could feel deep inside my guts, and I couldn?t believe how good it felt to be filled up by this straight, hairy young daddy, with the same manly seed that had impregnated his sexy wife twice and which I?d just been slurping out of her used hole a little while ago.

He finally stopped pulsating and creaming inside me, and gently pulled out of my punished hole. He just had to look at Rachel and she snapped to attention, immediately putting her head between my legs and gently starting to lick my poor, aching ass clean. I could tell she was starting to get some cum flowing out when she started moaning, ?Mmmmm, fucking delicious? and I could feel the warm cream oozing out of me and dripping onto her tongue.

One last time, she shocked me by motioning for Henry to lean over and kiss her?. Then I saw her push her white-cream-coated tongue into his mouth and force him to taste his own spooge straight from my ass. Hot.

And that was my adventure with those two?. Stay tuned for part three to find out what happened when Ryan heard about our threeway, and about my further adventures with hot straight and bi coworkers.

Thanks for reading. As always, I?d love to hear from you if you liked this story, and if you?ve had any raunchy colleague experiences, too. Reach me at bijaybi@outlook.com.