Sex if I'm honest, was something I went through the motions to. I'd had eight different girlfriends up to meeting my fiancee Carmen eighteen months ago. She was as I thought, the one. We get on like a house on fire and the sex was and is definitely different, mainly because she's such a dirty bitch. It was whilst she was being a dirty bitch, she had me take one of her dildo's up my arse late last year. I found I enjoyed it, probably way beyond what I should have done. I didn't let on too much that I had enjoyed her fucking my arse, but nevertheless it had driven me to an unbelievable orgasm.
Five weeks ago attending the gym as I do late at night to avoid the crowds, I'd done my routine and decided to do something I never hardly do, I went for a swim in the adjoining pool. Leaving the pool after forty laps, I went to get showered only to find a naked muscular guy stood in the showers, ever so slowly stroking his cock. He made no attempt to hide the fact he was wanking and also didn't try to turn from me as I entered. Indeed the largely built man smiled at me and in a very flippant way asked me if I wanted "To indulge".
I wasn't in any way shape or form gay, but I knew what he was getting at. And still to this day not having any comprehension why, I walked over to him as the water he was stood under splashed us both, and took hold of his cock. It was longer in length than mine and also a little thicker in girth. My cock had begun to harden in my swimming trunks and he returned the favour by feeling my cock through the material.
He didn't ask or intimate what he wanted, I just did what I thought was right at the time. Turning round I took off my trunks, picked up his shower gel and smeared it all over my arsehole. Putting my hands onto the shower wall, I felt him step up to me, put his cock to my arsehole and push in.
It wasn't like the dildo, not as hard, yet firm and soft at the same time. It hurt a little more at first, but that soon passed as he started to thrust into me. It was at that point I took a moment to realise what I was doing. Before entering the showers, I was a straight guy who was engaged to be married to a beautiful young woman, who just so happened to be a nymphomaniac. It mattered not a jot. The feelings the guys cock, a guy I didn't at that time know the name of, was giving me was utterly thrilling. The dildo had absolutely no comparison to the actual thing. His cock was starting to drive me crazy with lust. I'd never seen the guy before, even so I found myself reaching back and getting him to kiss me. Putting his thick muscular arms around me, he squeezed me tight and carried on fucking me as our tongues danced in the kiss.
No more than a minute later I was cumming all over the shower wall in front of me. My orgasm being so overwhelming, so powerful, I shook like I was having a fit. At no time did we separate though, and with the water washing away my cum from the shower floor, I felt my stranger cum deep inside my arse.
I knew about sexually transmitted diseases and the so called gay disease, yet I didn't at that moment care. That was a mistake, not a one that turned into anything, but one I won't allow again, and that's on many points.
Parting, he asked me my name and I told him, he told me his and we began to chat. His cock slipped out of my arsehole, so he turned me around. Standing under the shower washing ourselves, we spoke about meeting again and discovered bits about each other.
Two nights later after meeting Phil at the gym, I text my fiancee to say I was going to stay another hour to do another set and to swim. In actual fact I walked the four hundred yards to his very nice flat, and then had such a wonderful hours sex with such an amazing man. We used protection then and have done so each time since.
Each time I spend with Phil now seems right, I feel like I should be having sex with him and adore having him deep inside my body. And the sexual motions I went through with women, and to some extent with my fiancee, have gone. It's not as if I don't like fucking my fiancee, which I still do, it's just that having Phil's cock pounding my arsehole, is everything I now know I was missing in my life.
As a side note. We did get ourselves checked out after our first time together. I know we're both ok from every perspective sexually, but even so, I wouldn't recommend to anyone not using protection. Especially if like me, you're in a three way sexual relationship.