This story continues the tales of characters from my earlier story "Old Buddies".
I'm a bi white male, married to a pretty black woman. Yvette found out about my teenage dabblings in male to male sex, and we ended up having a threesome with my old lover, Tom. Tom's visit ended, and he left town. Our daughter was born a couple months later (Yvette was very pregnant at the time of the three-way).
Yvette kept dwelling on the incident. The thought of men fucking or sucking cock aroused her, and she asked me for all the details of my teenage experiments. She asked if I'd consider more bi sessions. I was thrilled that she was so into it, because after our play with Tom, I'd begun to think about guys a lot. Now the thing to do was to meet someone interested.
One evening, I went to a gay bar. I thought it might be easier to meet a bi man there, than among a straight crowd. I hadn't been there long when a guy approached me. He introduced himself as Alan. We chatted a little, then I told him what I was looking for. He smiled, and told me that I wasn't likely to have much luck, that most of the men here were looking only for other men. My face fell. We talked some more, and soon he was inviting me to his place. "You'll enjoy it," he said, "You don't need a woman to have a good time." I already knew that, of course, but I didn't need to give him my life history. I went with him. As soon as we got in the door, he was kissing and fondling me. We were naked in seconds. I sprawled on the sofa while he knelt and blew me. His warm, wet mouth massaged my aching cock. He rolled my balls between his fingers. I came hard, shooting in his mouth. He came up kissed me, with his mouth full of jism, forcing it into my mouth. He wouldn't let up until I swallowed it. I guzzled down my own cum that he was snowballing to me.
"Good boy," he whispered. He lifted my legs and rested my calves on his shoulders. His lube-covered finger entered my asshole, smearing the goo around and relaxing my sphincterthen he rubbed more lube on his cock and eased into me. God, my rectum was full! he pumped me, gently but firmly. I moaned and whimpered as he fucked me. he held me down, his mouth on mine, his cock in my ass. he groaned and came, plowing deep in me. he lay on me for while, then withdrew and cuddled me.
I left there later, promising to call him. I went home and told Yvette about the evening. She was disappointed that I wasn't able to bring someone home to share with her, but she got really excited at the story I told her. We lay in bed and made out. She masturbated while I told everything that happened. I held her as she came.
"I need to do that with two guys again," she said. "I'll find someone for us, just wait and see."