When l started to get ahead with money, l started to make our home to our liking and not the owners before us. It started with small things, and when l took on my first project in size, l sadly learned about the underway termite damage. This placed a big problem on my finances, not only the project itself but now having the bugs dealt with.
As a cost-saving move, my parents offered to take in my wife and kids while the pest control tented the house. As for myself, l had to figure out something else as l couldn't miss work, and my parents lived too far away to travel daily. It was my wife who came up with the idea of asking Joe and Dean, a gay couple she knew going back to high school. She asked, "If I'm willing."
I, back then, put up a wall to everything "Gay," not that l was against it. The fact is that l had a deep interest in the subject, but l kept such to myself, wrongly thinking of a need to show a macho appearance to my wife. The truth was when l needed something extra and perusing porn sites, it was common that l ended up in the Gay category, l chaulked it down to the kink of it all as l love women, especially my wife, but every time we were at a party or function of some sort with Joe and Dean, it only inflamed my interest. They were not overboard with their sexuality, but they did nothing to hide it; take or leave them as you will. But l could see their bond, and in a way, l envied it, no games or hassles.
l caught myself watching even more Gay porn, two on one my absolute favorite. l longed to be taken by a couple, where my fear was the only one in the room. That said, nothing sexual was on my mind when l agreed it would work if they were willing; l would stay with my wife's old friends. The following day, my wife had everything worked out, and Joe and Dean were expecting at the end of the day.
This was my first time at their place; l can not speak if my wife had ever been there. It was a nice place, small, but they had no plans for a family, so it was perfect for just them. The drawback was the only thing they had to offer was their pullout couch. I thought nothing of it, but l guess in a way that was because l didn't know what to expect. After a wonderful dinner and some catching up, they excused themselves for bed, and l found myself looking at the ceiling, unable to sleep. Hearing them go at it wasn't helping either, leaving my imagination running rampant.
Light flashed around me when Dean came out of their bedroom, having turned in the kitchen light. l watched as he made his way to the refrigerator for what l can only assume he was up for an after-sex snack. After he retreated to the bedroom, his image still burned in memory, long and lean, basically hairless, and his limp dong swaying side to side as he glided across the carpet.
This caused me to start guessing what they were up to in the privacy of their bedroom again, and It wasn't a long leap to imagine me a third in their play. I stroked my cock to such thoughts until a large amount of cum dripped from my hand, and only after that l was finally able to find sleep.
l woke the following day to their tooling around in the kitchen; both were clad in only their underwear, Joe in boxers, and Dean was some speedo thing. This was the first time l had seen them in, say, such undress other than the snack dash Dean made earlier, but l wasn't bothered by it. And l couldn't take my eyes off Dean, his sizable cock wrapped sideways within his tiny shorts. As for myself, l always sleep nude, but last night l wore sweatpants, most likely another reason l found it hard to sleep.
l got up from the squeaky bed, stretching. l wished both a good morning. Laughingly, Dean said, "To you both too." It wasn't until then that l noticed l was sporting morning wood. (Redfaced) l responded, "Oh, sorry."
Joe: "No need; we're Pro-Wood around here if you didn't notice."
The shared laugh was just what l needed to get past my embarrassment. They brought my wife up, better said, our sex life. l didn't mind talking about the subject for some reason, and l didn't hold back. Both agreed if they were Straight, she would be a catch, and l couldn't agree more. Then l was taken a bit by surprise when Dean hinted at knowing personal things about my sex life, but l guess l shouldn't be surprised by it as they are close friends to her. Although l was curious, l didn't press to find out exactly what they knew or didn't know. Maybe if there was more time, but l was already running late, with no time even to take care of the ragger in my pants.
I beat them home that evening, and like standard, l made a beeline to the shower to wash away the day's dirt. When l finished, l found my two hosts on the couch making out. I watched from a distance, only seeing two people in love with each other. When l was seen standing there, Joe asked if l had that all day. Seeing the confused look on my face, Dean pointed to my boner, causing my towel to stick straight out.
In my hurry to fix it, l lost control of the towel, and now l stood there stark naked. As l fumbled for my towel, which fell on the floor, Joe cried, "It's okay, we know and understand."
Now, l was more lost than ever, and l wasn't going to get any answers as Joe and Dean left to shower themselves. I finished drying and tossed on some shorts and a T-shirt, with no plans of going out. The boys came out moments later, also dressed for a casual evening. We cooked and then ate together, weaving stories along the way. l then sat through a TV show they both liked, even if l had zero interest in it myself. Then Joe clicked off the TV, stating it was time for bed.
The two started for their bedroom while l moved the cushions off the couch to pull it out for me. When they got to their door, Dean cried out, "Are you coming?" I pointed to my chest and got Dean's nod confirming what l thought l heard. I knew this was my one chance in a lifetime, so l brushed away the fear and followed their steps to the bedroom.
Joe wasted no time, grabbing my crotch, and Dean went straight for my earlobe; he bit it and then whispered how my wife told them my secret. l wasted no time; instead, l grabbed Joe's cock in return. It was warm and throbbing to my touch, and l wanted it badly. Just when l built up the courage to make my move, Dean fell before me and took my cock in his warm mouth. His skills were unmatched, and it took everything l had not to blow my wad right then and there.
He must have sensed l was losing the battle as he stopped abruptly; he climbed up on the bed and turned his head to tell me, "Come and get it."
Truth be told, if l had my choice, l would have bottomed instead of no novice to anal, but Dean's hairless smooth ass was looking good, and who am l to dictate rules. I climbed up behind him, but so as not to be robbed, l took his cock and brought it backward so l could get my first taste of man. Dean requested that l fucked him, stopping me short of adding the first taste of another man's semen.
