I was growing older and maturing a little, I believed. Now 21 and at the end of my second year of training to be a veterinary surgeon.
I was looking back over my time in Edinburgh, which had become my new home. A heck of a difference from a small town in Yorkshire.
Being honest with myself, I knew I had been, for want of a better word, a little slut. Trouble was, I usually enjoyed it. Ricky had given me leeway but since we had become engaged, I was trying not to let him down again.
Of course, the presence of my father in our relationship had been a double-edged sword. The positive was that he had sent me to Ricky in the first place. The huge negatives were that he could not keep his cock away from Ricky, who seemed to be locked in his control.
I still felt very strongly for Ricky but was it love? I was beginning to question that myself. We still made love, although I hadn't fucked him since that unfortunate night I found that my dad had been there first.
I was raging that my father had interfered in my relationship with Ricky but it was my mother that was foremost in my thoughts. She needed to escape his clutches. My naive ignorance had ended and I knew my dad was hurting her too.
I played dumb when next I phoned, partly because I couldn't stomach any half-baked excuse but also because I wanted revenge but hadn't decided what yet.
As usual, when I asked to speak to her, she was out. I'd never known her go out so much when I'd been home.
It was clear to me that dad didn't want me speaking to her, one to one.
I'll admit I became grouchy and snapped at Ricky for trivial things. I always said sorry later but it was yet another small wound needing healed.
As part of my studies I would soon be away from Ricky for a six week period. I was being put on a placement at a large farm near Aberdeen. I was told that I would be sharing a room with a local farm hand.
The last week at home, Ricky was very 'clingy', seemingly afraid that I would find another to love.
That final week did contain one potential highlight. At last the threesome with Rolf, Ricky and myself was going to happen. Jess and Rolf had ceased as an item, so Rolf was keen to have his cock serviced, although he was nervous.
Ricky was actually really excited. He had heard Jess talk about Rolf's cock in a praising way and so couldn't wait to try it.
I took Rolf back to the flat on the Thursday
night. We had already been out clubbing it and on a couple of occasions I thought I'd lost him to interested females but to his credit he resisted.
"Ryan, you do realise I could have had my fill of pussy tonight, don't you?"
I nodded weakly.
"Well you and Ricky better suck me good, you little tarts!" He laughed loudly.
We were both well lubricated, drinks-wise, by the time we reached home just after 2am.
Ricky was sitting in his favourite leather armchair, dressed in a black and gold silk dressing gown, with his left leg exposed.
He knew Rolf from speaking to him in the bar and beamed a smile at him.
"I thought you'd run away together." Ricky said in a jokey manner.
"What? And miss out on you sucking my cock Ricky? No chance." Rolf replied enthusiastically
"I hope you can still get it up, honey, after all that drink." Ricky teased.
"Why don't you find out?" Rolf was clearly enjoying himself.
I put my arms around Rolf's waist and snaked my hands down the inside of his legs, feeling the bulge in his tan chinos.
"Ricky, he's certainly hard enough." I said excitedly.
I slowly pulled down his zip. Jess hadn't exaggerated about his cock and I was keen to taste it but Ricky was keen too.
I pulled Rolf back on to the main couch, so he was sitting astride my right leg. Ricky was on his knees in a flash, disrobed and clearly excited, if his stiff cock was anything to go by.
I started to unbutton Rolf's shirt and kissed his neck. My hands started to tweak his nipples, which were large for a man and already like boulders.
Ricky had already started to lick Rolf's cock and our Swedish lover was starting to gasp in appreciation.
I had got his shirt off and his masculine smell hit me. I started to lick his armpit, covered in downy blonde hair and he enjoyed that.
"Ryan, I'm so glad I agreed to this." He gasped.
Ricky was now circling his cock with his tongue, like an old master and Rolf's cock was twitching.
It was no real surprise that Rolf suddenly announced "I'm cumming, I'm cumming, don't stop!"
A flood of thick white spunk flew from Rolf's cock and splattered Ricky on the face. He was quick to get the cock in his mouth though and swallowed the last two 'rounds of fire'.
Ricky got up off his knees and put his face in mine, inviting me to lick Rolf's spunk from him. I didn't need a second invitation and my tongue took a big glob from his forehead and I kissed him. A third man's cum swapping between us.
"Wow, that is so hot!" exclaimed Rolf.
I think he could sense my worry that it was all over so soon.
"Don't worry guys, I will be ready soon, give me ten minutes and you pair can have me again." Rolf beamed.
