I hardly slept the night Michael fucked me. Not just because he managed it three times.
My mind kept reliving his cock entering me, making me his. Yes, there had been pain at first but it had been worth it.
The pain soon turned to pleasure and then to ecstasy, as he fucked my tight ass.
I remembered cumming myself, very quickly, as he pummelled my virgin hole.
When the alarm went, we were both a bit groggy but I was quick to sit on him and spread my cheeks to accommodate his morning wood.
"Don, I've done it haven't I?" Michael said casually, as I slowly rode on his cock.
"Done what, Michael my sweet?"
"I've turned a mildly bi guy gay, I know it."
"Shut up and fuck me." I wasn't arguing though.
Before getting dressed, I phoned Jenny.
"Hi love, how are you today?" I asked.
"Bit of a sore stomach actually. Must have been something I ate." Jenny looked over at Desmond's cock as she said that.
"Oh honey, that's not so good. Just as well I'm coming back tonight. I can look after you."
Hearing those words disappointed Jenny greatly. She would have to do without Desmond's cock that night.
Desmond closed his eyes and thought about Jenny sitting on his face....whilst Don sat on his cock. That, of course, caused his cock to stir and Jenny's eyes lit up.
"I'm going to try and eat something Don, see if it stays down." Jenny said, as she watched Desmond's erection grow.
"Well I hope you enjoy it, honey, see you this evening!"
Oh Jenny had every intention of enjoying it.
"It's a funny situation." said Michael "Both of you are being fucked by another guy, yet neither of you mention it." He added.
"I know. I'm not sure what I'll say tonight but I won't have her lay it all at my door."
I was determined that Jenny wasn't going to get the upper hand.
Just before I left for home, Jenny called me to tell me she would be at her sister's place until 9pm, so I was just to order something to eat.
I got home and had a shower, there were no obvious signs that another man had been in the house.
I sat downstairs, in my robe and it wasn't long before the doorbell was pressed.
I wasn't expectìng any company but was curious to find out who it was.
Stood at the door was a rather nervous Desmond, wearing a white shirt and tight tan chinos. I would have needed to be blind not to notice the gorgeous outline of his cock but I tried to look him in the eyes.
"Hi Desmond, what brings you over?" I said in a frosty tone I regretted immediately.
"Hi Don, I think there is one or two things we need to discuss" He said calmly.
I could not restrain myself and blurted out
"You mean you fucking my wife?"
Desmond seemed surprised I knew but he took it in his stride.
"Sure, that as well but I was thinking about you and your work buddy. Decorating? Even your wife knows you've been playing with his cock!"
I was taken aback, I admit. but asked him inside, so the street didn't have to hear.
Desmond carried on.
"Look, i'm not looking for a fight! I want us to be good." He said insincerely.
"Why, so you can carry on screwing Jenny?"
"Put like that, I can't argue." Desmond laughed.
"Suits me, if I get to keep on seeing Michael." I bluffed.
"You're serious about him, aren't you?" Desmond probed.
"He is the first man that has had me properly." Don confirmed
"You mean fucked you, don't you? Because you are a little cum slut now. Any man can have you." Desmond teased.
Don looked down at the stiff rod in Desmond's pants and although he had deep feelings for Michael, he wanted to enjoy the same cock Jenny had such fun with.
"What is it you want with me Desmond?"
Don said pleadingly.
"I want to fuck you, gay boy. Here and now."
Don panicked a little and came up with a lame excuse.
"Jenny will be back in ten minutes." Don tried.
Desmond laughed.
"A poor attempt Don. She told me her plans just after she swallowed my load this morning."
"She....swallowed." Don said doubtfully.
"Oh yes, she loves sucking my big cock. You will too."
Don stood still as Desmond took hold of his hand and rubbed it over the outline of his giant manhood.
Don felt shivers of anticipation run through him and moved forward to kiss Desmond.
"No kissing! This is is just about you doing what I say."
I nodded and got on my knees. I looked up, seeking assent and he spoke.
"Take it out, do your dirtiest."
My hands were shaking with nerves as I unbuttoned, then unzipped him. His chinos slid to the floor, leaving my face within licking distance of his cock, still encased in briefs.