Absolutely no one from my family, friends, colleagues at work and definitely not my wife, knows about what I did between the ages of seventeen and twenty.
I'd met an older guy who I looked up to, a guy called Greg. He was a body builder, doorman and a guy you didn't mess with. When I got to know him, he was like any other hard tough guy who lived in the area I lived in then. He'd been in and out of prison for violence and also for car fraud. It was car fraud he'd just gotten out of prison for, when I first met him.
Thinking his invite to his home, a home he shared with his wife, was purely an invite to train with him, I was shocked when he stripped naked in front of me in his gym. Not wanting to seem scared or unknowledgeable (I was) I did as he asked when he asked me to strip too. When he walked over to me and pressed me down so my face was level with his cock, he said "Suck it boy". I had the chance then to run, but I didn't. I opened my mouth and allowed that man, the forty four year old man, to fuck my mouth.
As he was fucking my mouth and throat, I realised quickly, I was good at giving head. Not only sucking on the large mushroom shaped head of his cock, but also swallowing most of his thick veiny shaft down my throat. Telling me I was a natural cock sucker, Greg began to say things like "Your gong to be my bitch on the outside from now on". And "I'll teach you how to take my dick up your arsehole too".
It was that statement that made me gulp down harder on his dick and that in turn had Greg pull out. He lifted me up easily, and spun me around. Being slung across his weight bench, my arsehole was pointing up and out. I felt the cold substance being smeared all over my arse and then heard Greg rip open a condom. As he slid it over his cock he said "This is only until we get checked out". I was about to ask him "Checked out about what?", when his cock speared my arse.
As the pain hit me, the door to his home gym opened and in walked Greg's wife. She didn't bat an eye lid. Instead of going into a jealous rage, she said "I'll bring you boys a drink after you've finished fucking, ok". Greg answered her as if it was perfectly normal for him to be fucking a young guy in their home, when he said "Ok dear, might be some time though".
Probably twenty minutes passed before I began to become erect again. Greg was fucking me missionary by then. Again lay on the weight bench with my feet spread wide leaning onto the uprights. As Greg fucked my arse, he also gripped my cock and began to masturbate me. I lasted only a few minutes of him wanking me, before my cock let go and I came all over his hand, my stomach and the weight bench. He continued to fuck me and I can't tell you just how wonderful it felt to have his large thick cock, so deep inside my body. Maybe a five minutes more of his rhythmis fucking of my arsehole, he shouted "Quickly get on your knees, I want you to swallow my wad". Pulling out of my arse, he got me to kneel under him as he wanked his impressive dick. Opening my mouth at his insistance, I watched him cum flying out of the end of his dick and onto my tongue. Load after load, left his cock and flowed over my tongue and face. Then when he'd finished cumming Greg said "Now swallow the lot". I was just gulping down his seed, when his wife walked back in and smiled at me. Passing me a towel she tuirned to her husband and said "You don't half cum when your with your lads". Placing the drinks on the side, she turned as she walked out and laughingly said "Make sure he knows the rules".
I sat naked on Greg's home gym floor as he explained I was to say nothing to anyone about our arrangement, and if I wanted to, he could help me with my training, but only if I became his fuck slut.
Two days later I was back at his home. But that time I spent two amazing hours, in his gym, on his bed, out in his back garden and in his shower taking his gorgeous cock down my throat and up my arsehole. His very pretty wife did at one point walk into the bathroom as Greg was fucking me stood up. Her only comment before she exited the bathroom was "Wow that's looks really horny honey".
Every week from then on until a few days after my twentieth birthday, I attended Greg's home at least twice a week, but mostly three to four times a week. And each time we'd have sex after I'd trained with him. Then his old ways reared their head, and Greg was serving at her majesties pleasure again.
We didn't see each other after that, as Greg hated visitors. I did see his wife occasionally though, and it was through her, I met my first real girlfriend. She was a slut, but a nice natured slut and it was her who showed me the delights of fucking a tight pussy and arse.
Breaking up with her, I eventually, after some gay episodes with older men in a park close to where I still live, met up with the woman who is now my wife.
We've now been married for four years. Four years of fun, sex and lots of love. And then only last month someone walked back into my life. In a bar I was in with some friends, I felt a tap on my shoulder and turning around, I came face to face with Greg. Walking outside and around back of the bar, I sucked off my old lover and let him fuck me as I leaned against a car. It had been so long I'd forgotten just how good it felt to be fucked. Taking his load over my tongue, he asked for my mobile number and said he'd get in touch. Back in the bar it was my turn to play pool and my friends were non the wiser. Two weeks ago I met Greg at a well known place outdoors where gay, bisexual and curious men meet to have sex. Under a large tree with three men watching us, Greg fucked me to such a thrilling orgasm, before he spurted his cum deep inside my arsehole, I decided there and then, I wanted much much more than once a fortnight.
And in that, lies my problem. I love my wife truly. But I now realize I also adore being fucked. It's a dilema I'm trying to come to terms with as I've continued to see Greg. Last night being a prime example, as he fucked me in his and his wife's new home.