Once in a while my boyfriend Todd says something about having one of my friends join us for a threesome. I suppose more guys do that than don't. Most of the time I believe him when he says he was joking, but once or twice I had my doubts.
We have keys to each other's apartments. As it happens, Todd's apartment is practically on the way home from my job. One night I had to work late, so I picked up some Chinese on the way home. Unfortunately, while I was in the restaurant, there was a manhunt for some guy who was important enough for them to close off the roads. I would either have to eat in the car or heat it up when I got home. I was trying to decide what to do when I heard a news report with a significant detail. The barricades were at the exit just after Todd's. Since traffic was literally at a standstill, I took the opportunity to call Todd. No one answered. Traffic started moving just as his voice mail picked up, so I couldn't even leave a message. I got off where I needed to and headed for his place anyway.
When I got to his front door, I could hear voices, but it sounded like it was just the television. At first I figured he must have gotten home just after I called. When I opened the door, I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Todd was sitting on the couch, shirt up, pants off, and a head was going up and down on his dick. "Sam, Get up!" Todd shouted.
A man's voice responded, "What?" He turned around, saw me and yelled, "Shit!"
I was shocked, but to my own surprise, I wasn't really angry. "What's going on?" I asked, even though it was fairly obvious, and I was only asking about the details.
"I'm not gay, Kim!" Todd tried to assure me.
"Could've fooled me," I said. Remembering how I sounded saying that is how I can tell you that I wasn't actually angry.
"Me too," Sam laughed. He was still on his knees, and he was naked.
"Then why was your—"
"I lost a bet," Sam said. "Well, a poker hand."
Todd pointed to the dining room table. I saw several stacks of chips next to a flush, with the six and three clearly coming from the river. Three kings lay with a queen and a five on the other side of the table. I looked at Sam. "I guess I can't really blame you. I would have made that bet too."
"You're not mad?" Sam asked.
"Nah, I got to peg him once when he challenged 'azimuth.'" Sam was as speechless as I'd been a minute before. "What really bothered him was the bonus for using all my tiles."
Seeing that I was okay with this, Todd put his hand on Sam's shoulder and gestured downward. "Yeah, yeah," Sam said. "I always pay my debts."
As soon as Sam's tongue met Todd's cockhead, Todd sprang back to life. He had been acting casually in the few seconds that I originally witnessed, but now he was moving his hips in and out. I moved around so I could see Sam's cheek. I'd seen that motion where the cock is clearly going up against the cheek, but never in person. It was even hotter in three dimensions than it was in two.
"Is he as good as me?" I asked Todd.
"Do you really think I'm gonna say yes?" was his non-answer.
"If the answer were no, you wouldn't hesitate," I said.
"He's better than I remember you being the first time, but that's about it."
"I can live with that," I said.
Todd was pushing harder. Sam made a choking sound, and Todd pulled back. "Better?" he asked, and Sam nodded. "I think Kim's getting into this." Sam continued sucking, but he looked to the side and saw me with my hand in my pants. I was rubbing my pussy through my underwear.
"Don'cha just love the curve of his cock?" I asked.
Todd put his hands on the back of Sam's head. "Not now, Kim!" Sam put his hands on Todd's butt. I could see Todd's balls contracting, and I knew that Sam was getting a mouthful.
Sam gurgled a little. "How's it taste?" I asked.
He shrugged his shoulders. "I've had worse."