1. Chapter 8.5 : Gay


    Date: 8/14/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Author: spuddick, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    When the man had given himself to Mel's face, emptying himself over her, the three of us had collapsed in exhaustion where we had finished. She slept between us, her head resting on his curiously muscular chest and her rear against my hips still covered in my semen. There we rested until I heard the door creak open and watched as Mel's figure darted out of it. Now it was just me and him. In the dark, I could see the defined outlines of his chest and stomach as well as the long rise of his cock that rested semi-erect atop his legs against the faint light from the shaded window and the green glow of the digital clock that told me it was nearly three in the morning. My own cock felt something now. Perhaps it was just the residual from last night's threesome--something I supposed I had always wanted. I couldn't sleep now, to think about this. I sat up and felt my penis grow and flop against my leg as it did when I was getting ready. I looked at the strange man sleeping beside me and my cock twitched again. He shouldn't be here , I thought. Mel can't change the rules like this. It had always been that the relationship was open within the three of us but never to any outside presence. Mel had let this man in to spite me. Her leaving has proven that she doesn't care about him. I had to prove to her that his being in my bed didn't phase me. I couldn't let her win. My erection was in full force now and I wasn't sure if I had conjured this logic simply to satisfy myself. Either way, ...
    it would serve both purposes. Gently, I began to stroke my cock, thinking about how I would get my way. Soon, the bed began to rock and squeak and the man woke up. He looked over and our eyes met while I was tugging on myself. He watched for a minute before saying, "where did she go?" "I don't know," I said truthfully, letting myself go and rolling over to face him so that I took Mel's spot and had edged myself that much closer to him. I had adjusted to the light now and I could read his face better. It was thin and pale beneath a mess of black hair. The expression was blank as if he was trying desperately to shield his thoughts. "I should go," he said. "You should stay." I put my hand gently on his cock as if to reassure him. It was large and certainly growing. He is interested. "You're hard," I said. "I can give you what you want." These were not my words but I found them all the same. "I don't know why I am. I--" his voice trailed off. "Strange things happen at 3 AM," I said, noticing that the digital clock had finally blinked out the third hour. My hand wrapped around his cock now and I slid down in the bed to put him in my mouth. He still tasted of the salt of his own semen and the sweetness of Mel's pussy but I enjoyed him for that third taste--that secret hint of him that was made of sweat and skin and something else that made each of us all our own. "What are you doing?" I had never wrapped my lips around another man before but I knew all the spots. I knew where to put ...
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