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Bi-Sexual Male / 33
We tell our respective wives, we're playing pool, or cards. Or if we fancy a prolonged fuck once a month maybe, we arrange a "Fishing trip" and book into a motel overnight.
It's nothing new for us, as I've been fucking H for nearly sixteen years. His wife knows he's bisexual, and I figure she understands I'm fucking her husband. It's their home we play pool or cards in, down in their basement. And H's wife stays out of the way, even making us food and drinks, but never ventures down.
My wife has no idea whatsoever. And in fact hates gay men. If she knew I was fucking H most weeks, and just how sordid and rough our sex is, she'd divorce me in a heart beat. The fact is, she's not an overly sexed person and I am.
H and I first had sex when his older sister dared him to kiss my cock. She knew I had a large penis, as she'd often sucked me off. So one afternoon with boredom setting in down by the river, she challenged him to kiss then suck on my dick. He kissed it, but stopped at that saying he wasn't gay. Right there in front of him, she moved him aside and then sucked me off. I knew from his facial expression as he watched intently, he wanted to do the same. Later that same day with his sister back at home, he asked me if he could finish what he'd started earlier. And that was that, my first gay blow job.
The following week as it rained heavily, I first had H suck on my cock, before I persuaded him to allow me to fuck him. Both soaking wet through under a huge tree, I fucked my best friend and he took my full length almost straight away. In his words after I'd been fucking him for nearly fifteen minutes, he said "I fucking loved it dude" as he'd cum all over the wet grass beneath him. My cum filled his bowels and we never stopped fucking from that point on wards.
Even on the morning of his wedding day, I fucked him in the hallway of his mothers home. She was bathing at the time and he was desperate to feel my dick up his asshole.
We're not your average American buddies, but we are extremely good friends with benefits.
It's nothing new for us, as I've been fucking H for nearly sixteen years. His wife knows he's bisexual, and I figure she understands I'm fucking her husband. It's their home we play pool or cards in, down in their basement. And H's wife stays out of the way, even making us food and drinks, but never ventures down.
My wife has no idea whatsoever. And in fact hates gay men. If she knew I was fucking H most weeks, and just how sordid and rough our sex is, she'd divorce me in a heart beat. The fact is, she's not an overly sexed person and I am.
H and I first had sex when his older sister dared him to kiss my cock. She knew I had a large penis, as she'd often sucked me off. So one afternoon with boredom setting in down by the river, she challenged him to kiss then suck on my dick. He kissed it, but stopped at that saying he wasn't gay. Right there in front of him, she moved him aside and then sucked me off. I knew from his facial expression as he watched intently, he wanted to do the same. Later that same day with his sister back at home, he asked me if he could finish what he'd started earlier. And that was that, my first gay blow job.
The following week as it rained heavily, I first had H suck on my cock, before I persuaded him to allow me to fuck him. Both soaking wet through under a huge tree, I fucked my best friend and he took my full length almost straight away. In his words after I'd been fucking him for nearly fifteen minutes, he said "I fucking loved it dude" as he'd cum all over the wet grass beneath him. My cum filled his bowels and we never stopped fucking from that point on wards.
Even on the morning of his wedding day, I fucked him in the hallway of his mothers home. She was bathing at the time and he was desperate to feel my dick up his asshole.
We're not your average American buddies, but we are extremely good friends with benefits.
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