Both Sides Of The Coin

It was a Sunday morning and it was raining.
I was seventeen and had been fucking this married woman for about ten minutes in their lounge.
We'd met at an engagement party and even though her husband was there, she came onto me saying she liked younger men.
I didn't see her husband that night, but I did get a fantastic blow job outside the venue and agreed to visit her home the following weekend.
Her husband was supposedly playing golf, but as I was thrusting into her from behind, I caught movement from my right side.
Looking round, i saw the biggest guy I'd ever seen.
He's six foot five, a rugby player and believe me he has a big dick. One that was clearly erect as he stood there naked.
Telling me when he saw I'd seen him, to carry on fucking his wife, he got onto the couch behind me.
You have to understand I was utterly frightened, so much so, I just froze.
I honestly thought he was going to kick the shit out of me. Even him being naked didn't put my mind to anything other than me being beaten to a pulp.
In fact I first thought he'd gotten naked so he didn't get my blood on his clothing.
It was him who pushed me forwards roughly, forcing me to fuck his wife, as he spread my arse cheeks and began tonguing my arsehole.
Totally confused, especially when I heard his wife say "Oh fuck yeh, this is so fucking horny" I didn't even think then that they'd both wanted this.
Next thing I knew I was being penetrated from behind as my cock was still inside his wife.
It felt huge up my arse and his massive frame and enormous arms covered me completely, not giving me an option to move or protest.
I was being fucked and his thrusting had me fucking his wife again.
Still extremely scared, I gritted my teeth and tried to just get through whatever was happening.
Yet after a couple of minutes, I actually began to enjoy the feelings up my backside. And that pleasurable feeling just grew. To the point when he briefly stopped, I pushed back.
That's when he said "You're my boy now".
He began fucking me again and with my cock deep inside his wife's pussy and her encouraging her husband and myself, I came like I'd not done so before.
It was such a strong orgasm I was literally shaking as each spurt filled her pussy.
He wasn't finished though, and still with my dick inside his wife, he carried on fucking me until his cock erupted up my arsehole.
I had a feeling of euphoria and relief at the same time.
Surely he wasn't going to beat me up now that he'd just fucked me. That's what I hoped anyway.
Pulling out of me and moving me so his wife could get up off their leather sofa, he stood up and over me saying "Suck it clean boy".
With his wife watching me do it, which made me feel embarrassed and belittled, I sucked in his cock and could taste his cum all over his dick.
When he was satisfied, like it was perfectly normal to fuck a young guy who'd been shagging his wife, he told me to visit them the following weekend.
Once dressed she saw me to the door and kissed me fully. I looked past her and saw him smiling at me as he was putting on his shorts.
All through the week I told myself I wasn't going back, but on the Friday afternoon I saw him driving into a garage forecourt. He called me over and gave me his number.
Telling me I could stay over Saturday night and fuck his wife if I wanted to, as he would be working a club door, I said I'd think about it.
It's now been three years since he first fucked me. Obviously I did stay over and fuck his wife. But then when he got in around three am, he took me to their guest bedroom.
We had sex throughout the night with him fucking me three times until he wrapped me in his muscular arms and we slept.
I woke up to the sound of him singing in the end suite shower and the smell of bacon cooking.
Downstairs I walked into the kitchen and kissed his wife. She kissed me back and we ended up having sex over their kitchen island.
He walked in not long after I'd cum in her and said "Good morning" kissing his wife, then said I could shower before breakfast.
He drove me home, but not before he had me suck him off in his car down by an old farm house.
My mother was still drunk from the night before when I got in, and sat there semi naked on the settee, was her latest female lover.
I told myself I had to get out and a few weeks later with the help of my new married lovers I moved into a flat.
And that's where I still live. I still visit them both from time to time and the sex is great, but he visits me more and more alone these days.
We fuck for hours and my life is now completely different and much more grounded.