Mark couldn't say exactly when he noticed it: this change that had come about in him, this
strange desire to look at other men's asses. Perhaps if was honest he would say it had
always been there but had been denied while he dated and got married.
But wherever it had come from it was now a strong urge that quickened his pulse and
made him feel terribly guilty, but oh so alive at the same time. It was like discovering a
whole new world. Suddenly he had twice as much eye candy to feast on. And in his
private thoughts he was beginning to wonder what it would be like to peel a man's scants
down his firm mound and touch the warm skin.
One day he was out walking in the park with his wife and all around him were delicious
butts to ogle. He loved them all: from the slow, lazy roll of a chub's mega ass to the pert
little cheeks on a twenty year old twink who was stripped to the waist and displaying
bare, bronzed skin and two tiny nipples that looked like they were born to be kissed and
teased.
And then this guy came walking along who gave as good as he got; he really stared hard,
taking in Mark's toned body and beautiful legs. His eyes roamed from handsome face
down to bare feet in sandals and then back up to the nice bulge in his shorts. Mark felt
slightly panicked; is this what it looked like when he ogled a guy? It was so blatant and so
wrong, and so incredibly delicious. Feeling really naked and guilty he took hold of
Angela's hand and quickened his step. The cock cruising stud had gone by but Mark
couldn't get him out of his mind. He went home and screwed Angela like she had never
been screwed before.
Afterwards, when they were lying in the afterglow of their lovemaking, she turned to him
and asked what was on her mind.
'Was it that guy in the park?'
'Sorry?' Mark was a little confused, but also a little apprehensive. What guy, what was she
talking about? Oh shit...
'That guy that really checked you out. Was it him that made you so horny?'
'I don't know what you're talking about.' he lied.
'You're not very good at lying.' she said. 'I've seen you checking out other guy's butts.'
Mark didn't know how to reply. He didn't want to hurt her but really was tongue tied and
unable to respond.
'It's OK.' she said. 'I don't mind. If you want to be with a guy, that's cool. All I ask is that
you let me watch.
Now Mark really was confused. A part of him wanted to go on denying what she said. He
himself had never really articulated this desire he felt. It was so animal like that he didn't
even have to think about it. It was just there, raising its naughty little head from time to
time. And yet here she was offering him the chance to indulge his fantasy and have sex
with another guy. Should he not grab that chance? But how would he feel having her
watch him, and why would she want to do that?
'Why would I want to have sex with a guy?' he asked, when the question he really wanted
to ask was "why would you want to watch me have sex with a guy?"
'Because they turn you on.' she replied. 'It is written all over your face.'
She reached underneath his belly and took hold of the raging hardon she knew she would
find there. Mark knew he was defeated. It was time to talk about this. So they made love
again and discussed how they would go about finding a man for Mark.
Angela found him first. She came home one day with a man in tow. He was in his early
thirties, fairly slender and feminine looking; not quite Mark's usual type as he liked a bit
of beef on the bone, but had a nice smile and seemed friendly enough.
'This is Phil.' Angela announced.
Mark shook hands and welcomed their guest. He felt really embarrassed knowing that his
wife had brought this man home for the sole purpose of matching them up for a little man
mating. But Phil soon put Mark at ease. Mark thought perhaps Phil was Angela's
hairdresser but it turned out he was an auto mechanic. They passed a hour or so talking
about engines and racing and by the time Angela made her announcement Mark was so
relaxed he had forgotten about the whole sex thing.
'Phil is going to give you a massage.' Angela said, as if it was the most natural thing in the
world.
She went a fetched a rug and laid it on the living room floor. Mark felt his pulse racing;
he was anxious and nervous but wanting this so bad at the same time.
'Ok, if you could strip and lay down on the rug.' Phil told him.
Mark quickly stripped off down to his underpants and lay down on the rug. He was a little
surprised when Phil tugged on his underpants and worked them right off of him. Mark's
cock suddenly surged into a hard on and he had to adjust his position to get comfortable.
He felt some oil being applied to his back and he was soon experiencing one of the most
pleasant things he could wish for. There was magic in Phil's fingers as he eased all the
tension in Mark's back. His cock soon went down again as he relaxed and forgot all about
sex.
It was only about half an hour later when Phil said he was done that Mark floated back to
earth. He was a little disappointed; where was the sex? Phil went to the bathroom to wash
his hands and Mark quickly scrambled back into his underpants and started to dress. He
looked at Angela, and was just about to ask her about the sex when Phil came back into
the room.
'Would you like me to come back next week?' Phil asked.
Did he ever! He just about fell over himself in his eagerness to let Phil know he wanted
him to come back.
Each week after that Phil took thing a little further than the last time. That first week he
hadn't even touched Mark's ass. The next week he briefly massaged his buns. The third
week he gave them a really deep massage that left Mark feeling really hungry for
something more. The fourth week he briefly touched Mark's butthole, almost causing him
to leap right out of his skin. By week eight Mark had learned how to take a finger up the
chute and he was loving it, and by week ten he had started to accept a vibrator.
But then Phil had to go away for two weeks. Mark was amazed at how often he thought
about the little fella during the day. He still looked at big, chunky asses and wished to
bury his bone in all that beef, but it was Phil that crowded his thoughts. The feel of his
dainty hands sliding up and down his back and into his crack would forever be lodged in
his brain. How could he be a mechanic with such dainty hands? And when he slipped his
thumb into Mark's ass and stroked his balls and made him writhe about on the rug, that
was out of this world!
When Phil came back Mark was so relieved to see him that as soon as the little guy came
through the door he gathered him up in a bear hug and kissed him full on the lips. Phil's
lips parted and Mark was shocked when he started kissing him properly. He could feel
Angela rub his back through the thin cotton shirt that he wore. His cock was crushed
between him and Phil and he could feel something surprisingly large jutting into him.
Those five minutes were unlike anything Mark had ever known: kissing a guy, really
kissing him and feeling really strong feelings for him, having his wife caress him at the
same time and feeling the little guy's surprisingly large dong up close, they just blew his
mind away.
This time there was no need for a massage. Phil started to unbutton Mark's shirt and Mark
responded in the same way. Soon they were both naked and both Mark and Angela
gasped when they saw the large, fat cock jutting out of the centre of the little guy. Phil
easily had two inches on Mark's six and a half inch shaft. Phil's cock was also
substantially fatter around with a pair of large brown nuts hanging below. It was as if all
his growth hormones had been directed to his gonads. It was a cock that demanded
attention and because Mark was too slow off the starting block Angela got down on her
knees and cupped one hand around those big eggs while she guided his flared cockhead
into her mouth.
Mark gasped. This was the horniest sight in the world, seeing his wife sucking on a big,
juicy bone that would soon be his. How fucking hot was that! Never the less he was
confused; he had always assumed that Phil was gay. Mark kneeled close by and stroked
Phil's thigh while watching his wife's lipstick red gash of a mouth devour that thick shaft.
'I thought you were gay.' he said softly as he looked up at Phil.
'Are you going to tell him, or am I?' Phil asked Angela.
'Tell me what...' Mark asked.
Angela came off the spit slicked cock that she was so hungry for.
'Mark's bi.' she told her husband. 'The deal I made with him was that he could fuck you as
long as he did me too.'
'I guess that's fair enough.' Mark replied.
The time for talking was over. Mark got behind Phil and cupped his small butt cheeks in
his hands. He massaged them like Phil had done to him and then parted them. There right
in the centre of his being was the wrinkled brown slit that Mark had dreamed about. It
looked so rude, fringed with blondish hair, and Mark's desire overwhelmed him. His brain
shut down as he buried his face in Phil's crack and ate out his first ever man hole. He
grunted as he slurped away at that little love knot, sending shivers of delight coursing
through Phil's body as husband and wife both loved him with their tongue.
It was Angela who broke away first. She lay down on her back and splayed her legs,
revealing her beautiful pussy with its pronounced lips and moist pink interior. Phil
lowered himself over her and entered her inviting depths. She quickly wrapped arms and
legs around the little fella as he filled her with his gorgeous prick. Feeling a little left out
all Mark could do was kneel nearby and sink his middle finger into Phil's spit wet hole. It
was just the thing Phil needed and he sighed softly as he rocked between man and
woman; one was soft and yielding, the other hard and demanding and he wanted them
both. As much as he wanted to stay put where he was, slowly fucking both he and Angela
to orgasm he knew he would have to concentrate on Mark this time around.
He withdrew from Angela and invited Mark to fuck his own wife. Angela happily
accepted her husband's hard dick into her pussy. It felt like she was fucking him for the
first time and from the way he was grinding his hips it looked like he had learned a few
new tricks. But then Mark groaned and kept still. Angela guessed what was happening
and had it confirmed when she moved he hand down Mark's back to his butt. Phil's face
was buried in Mark's crack and he was giving her husband his first ever rim job. Although
he stayed rigidly hard he seemed to have forgotten how to fuck until she started squirming
about underneath him. They soon found a rhythm that worked for all three of them and
gave themselves over to pleasure.
Ten minutes later Phil wanted and needed the real thing. He hoped that Mark would be
able to cope. He had him withdraw from Angela and lay down on the rug. Using the lube
he had brought along Phil started to prepare the way for his mushroom cap to slide past
the guard of Mark's virgin ass. By the time Phil judged Mark ready the bottom man's ass
was aflame with lust and desire. Angela sat cross-legged in front of Mark and cradled his
head in her lap while Phil got into position.
Phil pressed his raging boner into the crack of Mark's pale, fleshy ass and rubbed his
sensitive cockhead up and down the crack. Mark groaned loud enough to wake the dead
as that warm, spongy cockhead rubbed over his asslips. It was a hundred times better than
a finger, or a vibrator, and he couldn't wait for it to slide inside. But Phil took his time,
teasing Mark almost beyond his endurance. Angela was incredibly turned on listening to
her husband make these animal noises in his desperation to receive his first dicking.
Finally, when Mark was almost beside himself with cock desire, Phil started the long
slow slide into Mark's tunnel of love. It went in so easily that Mark thought there had to
be something wrong. Where was the pain he feared? He squeezed his assring tight...there
definitely was something big and warm in there and it felt so incredibly good as it started
to stroke in and out of him. Phil was very controlled, fucking slowly and steadily. It was
left to Mark to wriggle about underneath him and to clench his assring tight against the
delicious monster gliding in and out of his fuck canal.
Mark was so incredibly turned on that he had forgotten Angela for a while but he turned
his attention back to her now, nibbling and licking her thighs. She uncrossed her legs and
reached for a cushion. Placing this underneath her she was able to offer the furry pie of
her pussy to her husband to eat as he got rogered. His tongue teased it's way up and down
her upper thighs before licking the area where leg meets torso. He teased around her puffy
lips before nibbling on them, driving her crazy. When at last his tongue slid into her she
reached down and quickly flicked across her little button. The sounds of Phil's meaty
cock sliding in and out of her husband's ass, Mark's groans as he ate her pussy and got
pounded in the ass, they were too much for her. Her mumbling sighs soon rose to a wail
and drowned out the men as she rode the crest of the first of her many orgasms.
Phil rolled Mark onto his side and Angela moved out of the way. She grabbed hold of her
favourite vibrator and began to work herself up to another earth shattering climax as she
watched the expressions on her husband's face. His eyes were closed but his eyebrows
perfectly expressed the pleasure he was feeling. Each stroke of Phil's beautiful fat cock
caused them to raise or knit together. He licked his lips and his flushed face was as sexy
as she had ever seen it. Phil's hand was now closed around Mark's cock. His cockhead
was almost maroon in colour, and was wet with his own excitement juices that Phil had
smeared around with his thumb.
The sound of Angela reaching yet another orgasm was too much for Phil. His cock was
sunk deep in this ass that he had desired right from day one. It had been a long haul but
the wait had been worth it. His cockhead seemed really sensitive now and he could feel
the soles of his feet start to tingle. He quickened his pace on Mark's cock as he took what
he knew would be his last few strokes. Phil's big balls were drawn up tight and the sound
of Mark's horny panting made blast off inevitable. He stroked Mark's sticky cock even
faster and then Mark suddenly froze and clamped down on Phil's cock. Both men erupted
at the same moment, their cries of ecstasy competing to drown out the other. Mark's cock
seemed to be on fire as it sprayed his scalding jizz up against his belly and into the carpet
as a deliciously wet sensation filled his ass as Phil spurted seven heavy jets of spunk.
Phil hugged Mark close as they struggled to get their breath back. Angela, totally spent
now, came and lay down close to Mark and nuzzled into him. The men were soon snoring
and she lay contentedly, close to her husband, listening to the snores of the man who was
soon to be their full time lover.
Copyright 2006 Daniel Blue
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