Paul and I had been best friends for years, as long as I had started teaching at the local middle school and worked alongside of his wife, Megan. Megan and my wife, Debbie, had become quick friends and we were soon all hanging out together in various places. We hung out at school events, social events and also just hanging out in the guy/guy and girl/girl sense.
Paul and I decided to get a golf membership one summer since I was off from teaching middle school and would have time to hang out sometime. Neither one of us were very good but we enjoyed playing and since we had the mentality of 12 year olds we would laugh at golf terms like shaft, wood, strokes and balls...as most guys do. During one instance, I said I was like Tiger Woods when I hit a drive and then Paul said "Tiger Wuss" when I missed a short putt on the final hole (giggity).
"You played good until the last 3 holes," I said to Paul as we were heading toward the clubhouse. "I will take that 2 stroke win."
To be honest, neither of us were all that great and both shot over 90. If you know much about golf, that's decent for amateurs players but not real good at all. I had to rub it in with Paul though since he typically played about even or better against me.
"Suck my dick," Paul replied with a laugh, as he normally did when I sideways insulted him.
"Put it in my hand," was my usual reply. I knew he would never do it but that was what I would always reply to anyone who said that. I would usually tell them that if they were 'man enough' to put it in my hand then I would be 'man enough' to suck it. That was usually the end of the discussion. I never thought about what would happen if someone actually took me up on the offer to put it in my hand. I mean, I had sucked a guy off before but it was through a glory hole back in college and I didn't know him. I am not sure how I would react if a friend actually did it.
The golf day ended with me besting Paul and we decided to go back to his house and play a video game. We often played MLB baseball at either his house or mine at least 2-3 times a week. We had a season set up and it took a while to be able to play a full season since there were 162 games per season. We got to his house and his wife, Megan, was there with their young child that was the same age as my oldest daughter. She rarely bothered us while we were playing and I think she liked the break since Paul would often play the video game with his daughter on his lap.
Paul and I would talk about normal shit while we were playing and every time I hit a homerun off of his pitcher he would say his usual 'suck my dick.' I would just laugh because it wasn't often that I could even get a hit off of Paul. Somehow he knew that I couldn't lay off of the change up so he kept burning me with it.
On this particular evening, my wife called Megan and asked if she wanted to come over to our house and get in the pool with the kids. Megan, quick to get out in the sun, jumped at the chance to take her little one and head to get some rays with my wife and our two daughters. This also made it easier for Paul and I to relax and have a couple of drinks. Neither of our wives were big fans of drinking but when they weren't around, it didn't take long for Paul to pop open a cold one. I have also been a vodka fan so I would mix myself a screwdriver and sit back down in front of the console and focus on baseball.
As we played on and I started to get a buzz, my mind started to think about odd things. Since our wives were best friends as well, I knew a few things about Paul and Megan's sex life that I probably shouldn't have known. I also know that he probably knew things about mine that he shouldn't. Debbie had told me that Megan didn't give blow jobs and I wondered why the hell he would even stay with her before they had they child. I can't imagine being in a relationship where my partner didn't want to give me head. Debbie loved it and did it often.
Sometimes during our sex sessions we would fantasize about having a threesome and although we never did, it enhanced our sex life. On a few occasions we would talk during sex about her wanting to suck Paul's cock since his wife wouldn't. I would have loved to see his cock in her mouth while I fucked her.
I thought about what Paul was missing by not having someone to suck on his cock and not being able to blow his load into her mouth. I felt bad for him. As we played our baseball game I started to think about how I could get him to relax and maybe talk him into a threeway with me and Debbie (provided she would go for it).
We had a couple more drinks and finally I hit a homerun off of his pitcher.
"Suck my dick," Paul said almost on cue.
"Put it in my hand," I replied as usual. We both laughed and moved on to the next hitter. I used that moment to add to the conversation and find out more about Paul.
"You say that a lot. How often does Megan suck you off?" I asked, already knowing the answer but it was a start.
"Never," Paul predictably replied, "she has some kind of issue with having things in her mouth and says she has a bad gag reflex. She did it a couple times earlier in our marriage but now it is basically nothing. What about Debbie?"
"Almost every time we have sex," I told him. Which was true, Debbie loved having my cock in her mouth, "she loves sucking my dick."
"Must be nice," Paul replied.
"Yeah, maybe I can talk her into helping you out sometime. It's a longshot but she has talked about having a threesome a few times. It's probably just talk though but maybe."
"Damn," Paul said, "really? Not sure what to think about that."
