Homecoming Part2
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The Homecoming Part One - Prologue
Paul, Andy, David and I had been friends at school and even though I hadn’t seen them for years I was excited by the prospect of meeting my old friends again. How long had it been – 10, maybe 11 years? I was intrigued by the idea of seeing what had become of them and what they had done with their lives – none of them had left Cornwall since I had gone to university, and from the e-mails and occasional phone calls that I had received all 3 of them had settled down into married life (and all that it entails) at the age of 19. I knew that at least two of the marriages had been of convenience – both David and Paul had fathered kids whilst we were still at school, and their march towards the 9-5 had seemed inevitable from that point onwards. As for Andy – he had married twice and fathered 4 kids – and from what I could gather was heading towards his next divorce. From all accounts, he was still the same wild kid I had grown up with, albeit in a mans body and with a man’s inclinations – most of the gossip centred around his serial womanising, drinking and occasional drug use – if all of the reports were to be believed this was a man who could give Colin Farrell a run for his money in the hell raiser stakes.
As for me, I had one failed marriage behind me and, though I had a great career, had started to feel that the adage about school days being the best days of your life was probably true. I had married young and had realised very early on that it had been a mistake – like the others I had married for convenience, though it had been absolutely nothing to do with pregnancy. Whilst I had known from an early age that I was more attracted to men than to women I had spent many years in denial and, with additional pressure from my family coming to bear, had married the first (and only) girl that I had gotten involved with. Whilst I enjoyed her company and felt a huge amount of love for her, very quickly it became evident that there was something wrong – our sex life was at best functional and we had taken to experimenting in order to improve the monotony of our fucking. Porn, poppers, cocaine and ecstasy had all been incorporated into our bedroom antics but not even the temporary high of these could disguise the fact that there was a problem. In desperation we introduced others into the equation – threesomes with women we picked up in bars, occasional sessions with prostitutes and every now and then swinging parties, but the more extreme we become the less emotion I felt. In my heart I knew the real cause of the problem was the fact that I wanted to be with a man but I couldn’t admit it. And then one night we introduced another man into our bed and everything changed. And whilst it might have led to the end of our marriage but it also led to the start of my new life.
It will come as a surprise to some of you, especially the women reading this, but in my experience a lot of men out there have, when younger, experimented sexually with other guys – not that they are gay of course, but it’s more to do with the fact that when you are young, dumb and full of cum you will try everything and anything to get off. Lots of women don’t believe me on this, but to be honest unless you have been an 18 year old boy you have absolutely no idea what it is like to feel truly horny all of the time. Endless hardons (generally in the most inconvenient and embarrassing situations), constant jacking off in the bathroom, furtively buying porno magazines and (later) movies – to be honest when you are a healthy lad at that age everything is a turn on and everything makes you think about sex (I would love to say that I have grown out of that stage, however for me it still holds true!). So occasionally you can find yourself in situation where you really need to get off and the only other person there is your best friend…. who, as another horny 18 year old, also feels the same way.
Generally it starts through a mutual appreciation of porn – the magazines or videos come out, you both look and make lame jokes whilst trying to hide he fact that your cock is getting harder by the minute. And then, at first embarrassed but still horny, you both start jerking off, keeping your eyes firmly on the porno and trying desperately not to look at your mates stiff cock as he rolls his foreskin back and forth in his hand. Soon after that it becomes a regular thing and then things move on. Trust me – I speak from personal experience. Not only that, but as a (now) out gay guy lots of guys who are straight have, after several drinks, confessed similar experiences to me – I guess they need to get it off their chest and figure I’ll understand. And believe me I do – only too well. David, Paul, Andy and I had fucked around continually when we were younger – jerking off, wanking each other, sucking each others cocks…and eventually one thing led to another and the three of them would take turns fucking me, cheering each other on as they rammed their hard cocks into my ass until we all shot our loads and collapsed exhausted.
Anyway, most guys grow out of it and move on – but whilst I tried to do so it was quickly becoming apparent that those early man-sex adventures gave me more sexual satisfaction than the sex I was having with my wife Nicole…..I even found myself fantasising about my teenage experiences while we were fucking. I tried to fight it but gradually I had to admit that I wanted to suck cock instead of eat pussy, I wanted to slide my cock into some guys bubble butt instead of fucking Nicole’s cunt, and above all I wanted a hard cock thrusting into my ass instead of Nicole’s tongue and fingers
The turning point came one late October evening when we had been married for two years and still were trying to breathe some life into our relationship. As I said we had experimented with three ways before but always with another woman in the mix, however this one evening Nicole confessed a fantasy – she had always wanted to be with two guys at once. I have to say I was surprised by the admission – even at the swinging parties she had refused all male company but mine, preferring instead to lick pussy and watch me fucking other women. But the idea of watching a nice thick cock slipping into her mouth, of watching another guy pounding into her , of her taking two cocks inside her at once and feeling another guys prick rubbing against mine as we fucked her….hell, how could I say no?
After discussion we decided that the best idea would be to go to a bar in town and see if we could find someone who was interested. I knew that there would be no shortage of men interested in Nicole – she was, and remains, a very sexy woman – daily yoga sessions had made her body tight, firm and supple, and with her long blonde hair, green eyes and blow job lips she is many men’s (and women’s) ideal sexual conquest. The fact that she was married to a guy who preferred muscle and to her firm tits, rounded arse and tight pussy was ironic indeed.
That night Nicole dressed to impress – a tight black number that clung to all the right places, low cut to show off her firm tits and high on the leg to reveal her firm milky thighs. From the smooth tight lines of her outfit I could tell that she wore no underwear – an impression that was confirmed as she guided my hand under her skirts. I rubbed my fingers against her smooth shaven mound and she groaned. She was already wet – the anticipation of putting our plans into action was really turning her on. She wasn’t the only one it was affecting – my cock had been hard in my jeans all day as I thought about fulfilling her fantasy, and as she rubbed my hard on through the denim I imagined what it would be like to watch some hung young stud fucking her mercilessly. Only in my fantasy he didn’t just fuck Nicole – he pulled his hard dick from her pussy and forced it down my throat, made me suck it clean of her cunt juice and then forced it into my ass, making me beg for mercy as he fucked me. I knew that it could never happen – even if we managed to find a guy that was up for a 3-way it was unlikely he’d also be into guys – and even more importantly I didn’t think I’d be able to do all that in front of Nicole. After all, it’s one thing watching your husband fucking a series of women at swinging parties, and quite another watching him begging for another guy’s cock. (Or is it? I’ve often wondered whether women have the same reaction to good looking guys fucking each other as straight guys do towards girl on girl action – and to be honest I would be quite happy to put that theory to the test – if any girls out there get turned on by guy/guy stuff and have a boyfriend that’s curious you should get in touch!)
So, both as horny as fuck, we got a taxi to a bar in town that we had frequented before when we wanted to pick up a woman for our sessions. It was a relatively quiet night and there were only about 15 people there – some girls that we had played with, a couple of guys by the jukebox and a few couples. Our initial excitement disappeared – even though I secretly thought a couple of the guys were hot there was no-one here that Nicole liked the look of, and we settled down with a couple of drinks to wait. As the night drew on we became more despondent – a mood not helped by the multiple vodkas we were downing. This coupled with the cocaine we were snorting in the toilets and the fact that we had clearly chosen the wrong night for our adventure led to us both getting more agitated, and we decided to order a taxi to take us home.
By the time the taxi arrived we were both drunk, coked up, tense and unbelievably horny – and as we got in the back of the cab Nicole’s hand went immediately to my crotch and she started rubbing my cock through my jeans. It’s amazing how coke and alcohol can make you ridiculously horny and fearless at the same time! As she rubbed my dick I struck up conversation with the cab driver, getting turned on by the fact that she was practically jacking me off while this guy drove us home, completely unaware of what was happening in the back of his car.
The cabby’s name, so he told me, was Terry, and he was am older guy, maybe about 40. He looked good for his age – clipped short cropped hair with a little silver at the temples and a muscular chest that proved he worked out. And judging from the way he was driving, sniffing and chatting 19 to the dozen it was clear he has been on the nose before picking us up. We chatted for a while as we drove down the deserted streets, just the general small talk you make with cabbies – weather, football, weather – you know the score. I was still disappointed that we hadn’t pulled that evening, though the high from the Charlie and the vodka, plus Nicole’s insistent fumbling at my crotch was lightening the mood. I leant over and kissed her, slipping my tongue into her mouth and rolling it against hers. She giggled and pulled away teasingly
“So, what you guys been up to tonight?” Terry asked as Nicole started kissing my neck
“Not much mate” I replied “just a couple of drinks – you know….….so have you just started your shift?”
“Yeah mate – I only do nights….Don’t like driving in the day – too much fucking traffic….. when I drive at night the roads are mine!”
With that his foot hit the accelerator and we sped down the empty street. I laughed 4nc60f6rtab3y – nervous at how fast he was driving and anxious that he couldn’t see the fact that Nicole had reached inside my jeans.
“Fucking hell mate – take it easy!” I joked and caught his eye in the rear view mirror “You been on the chang tonight or what?”
He stared at me and for the first time I noticed the scar running down his cheek and the disjointed nose that looked as it had been broken more than once. Maybe this wasn’t a guy I should be joking with….I held my breath, wondering if I had overstepped the mark and was relieved when he laughed
“No more than you two by the looks of it………..and looks like it has the same effect on you as it does on me….”
“How do you mean?” I asked
“Makes me fucking horny mate…..and judging by what your woman’s up to I’d say it does the same for you …..” he adjusted his mirror and I wondered if he had been aware of Nicole’s antics all along “You two married or what…?”
“Married mate – two years” I replied.
“Looks like you’re still on fucking honeymoon mate…..”
“Yeah, well we like to keep things spicy”
“Really – like what?”
“Oh you know – this and that….you married?”
“Nah – divorced mate. The Mrs caught me playing away from home, picked up her stuff and left…..”
“Shit – sorry to hear that man” I paused, a little unsure of what to say next. Nicole’s fingers were driving me crazy - combined with the vodkas, coke and Terry’s lunatic driving I was suddenly really out of it
“Yeah, well you know……I can’t say I don’t miss her – especially at night – though you know, I have a lot of fun….”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, well, you know sometimes you pick up a ride and, well you get a ride if you know what I mean”
There was a long silence and all of a sudden you could have cut the air with a knife. The cab seemed to be filled with sexual tension and I looked at Nicole and raised my eyebrows – okay, so we might not have been lucky in the bar, but maybe the night wasn’t over after all. This guy seemed up for it – he was as out of it as we were, clearly horny and not bad looking. I was about to ask her what she thought when she took charge of the situation
“So, what about tonight?” She asked
“Well” he smiled “no luck as yet….”
“Maybe your lucks about to change” Nicole whispered, her voice suddenly husky. Terry was one hard looking bastard all right, but also incredibly sexy – he looked the type that would fuck really hard and really dirty and I could tell that Nicole was thinking the same thing. The cab pulled to a stop outside our house. “Do you want to come inside for a while?”
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