elp pay the rent. Yes, i know, it sounds deadbeat-ish, but i planned on paying him back.

My plan was simple - i'd spend the first week looking for a room-mate, and if i found one, i'd just lie to my parents about finding a job, since the rent would be covered by the room-mate + my the "aid" from my parents. If not, i'd fill an application at Mickey Dee's. I asked several of my friends from college if they were interested, but they were all happy with their living situations. After 4 days, i was hopeless. Then, in an amazing turn of events, one day at 7-11, i ran into an old friend of mine from middle school and high school named Kenny. After a few minutes of friendly small talk, he casually mentioned that he was looking for a place to live. Bingo. This was my cue. I invited him over to my house later that night to discuss it in detail.

At 7:00, he arrived. Ken and i went up to my room to discuss the terms. He was working a steady job and agreed to pay initially with his half. After i found a job, we'd split the other half of the ret down the middle aside from the money my parents would give me. So in a way, we actually made the rent smaller. It was somewhat clever, and full proof, if it was kept on the downlow. After finding a decent enough apartment, Kenny and i moved our stuff in. The only problem was the apartment, though entirely suitable for our living needs, was still pretty small. As awkward as it may have been, we agreed to sleep in the same bed. It was cheaper than buying a new bed and the both of us were too lazy to move another bed of his from home into the apartment.

When we were finally done moving stuff in, we just sat on the couch together and rested for a few moments. Till Kenny jokingly asked "So which side of the bed do you want?" We both laughed. I replied "Whichever side you're on, stud!" in a faggy voice. He then said "You know, we could wrestle for it...." in a kidding manner. As goofy as the mood of our banter may have been, it wasn't all a joke, really. See, i'll be honest.... Kenny and i used to wrestle alot when we were younger..... and it turned me on.... like i'd get a raging boner from it. I'm not a fag, or anything. I'm into girls, but wrestling with Kenny was, dare i say..... HOT. Real hot. And i found myself almost dissapointed whenever we'd stop. For a minute, i thought he might've been trying to initiate a wrestling session with his flirty tone. I contemplated taking the "bait" and seeing if he was up to it. I then decided that i would seem too eager and the chances that he was serious were quite low. Hell, i wasn't even sure if he wanted to wrestle with me for the same "reasons".

For the rest of the night, we just watched TV. I was getting hotter and hotter by the prospect of a wrestling match between him and me. I knew i couldn't ask him, so i decided to maybe tackle him in the bedroom. But then decided against it, thinking it would seem too gay and planned. Finally, Ken decided that he wanted to go to bed. I followed suit.

We walked to the bedroom and started stripping. I stripped down to my boxers out of my jeans and t-shirt. I looked at my body in the mirror. I had what some might call a "doughey" physique. Not really fat, just a little "soft" all around. My skin was a few shades away from being pale. I then looked at Kenny..... Kenny was black and just a couple of inches shorter than me at 5'10. I watched as he took off his t-shirt, exposing his skinny chest. And i remembered how that was one of the many reasons our sexy wrestles turned me on. He was smaller, which kind of made me the butch and him the bitch...... i'll admit..... a few times.... i though about...... sticking it in his ass. I don't know how it happened. I've always been a butt-man and into anal, but no girls i had been with were open minded enough to do it. I liked the thought of eerting my dominance by rolling him onto his stomach and laying on his back as i pumped the hell out of his ass and shot my cum deep into his anus.....

He pulled off his pants to reveal a pair of tight white briefs. I found myself extremely turned on by this..... just the contrast of colors.... his black skin complemented the solid whit ebriefs so perfectly. At this point, i began to question the possibility of Kenny being open to a wrestle. I decided to try and initiate a wrestle...... and... yes, flirt with a dude. This was sooooo gay. Literally. So i asked with a smirk on my face "Whose weenie does that bikini belong to, fag?"

He responded by saying "I don't know, but you better pull your jaw up from the floor and stop drooling before we have to call the Super." I was shocked by his response. How bold.... and quite flirty. To which i responded "Oh yeah, and what if i don't? You gonna spank me?" "I'll spank you and make you my bitch"

"Really? Prove it" I then tackled him to the ground. Now just imagine this picture - two dudes in their underwear, one in briefs, one white and one black, wrestling each other on the ground. It was super gay. We giggled as we rolled around the ground, each trying to find a way to subjugate the other. We grinded against each other as i had him in a headlock. I asked him if he gave up. He responded with a "fuck you, faggot" I then got him on his back and sat on his chest. Oddly enough, Kenny didn't do anything.... he seemed to be enjoying it just as much as i was..... speaking of which, i felt my dick begin to stir. I realized i had to end this. So i straddled his stomach, pinned his wrists down to the floor, and said 1, 2, 3. I felt his rock hard dick slightly grind against my ass as i straddled him. He said "I'll beat you next time, fag" as he got up to take a shower. I responded with "Face it, you're my bitch for life."

He opened the door to the bathroom and took off his briefs leaving him completely naked. I caught a quick glimps of his black ass before he headed into the shower. I won't lie.... it turned me on...... it was alot like mine, soft and doughey. After catching that view and being beyond horny after our hot wrestling match, i could't resist the urge to beat my meat. I knew it had to be quick, though, because if Kenny walked in on me beating my meat, he'd put two and two together instantly. And at this point, i gues it was a little silly to worry about whether he felt the same way about me or not, but i was still concernced about it. I put my left hand on my dick and started thinking about him and i wrestling. I then thought about pulling down his briefs and just shoving my cock in his ass full force. In my fantasy, he screams loudly and smiles with pleasure as i just pump my cock in and out of his hot black ass. Finally, i come hard in his ass. I quickly wiped the jizz on the sheets, for now. I know it's gross, but it would eventually evaporate.

Kenny came back in. I pretended i was asleep. I caught a glimpse of his hard cock and skinny black body. Could he have been jerking off in the shower? It made sense.......

In the middle of the night, i hear the shower running again. Was Kenny taking another shower? I decided to go check it out. The bathroom was really steamy and i was greeted by the sight of Kenny's doughey black butt cheeks. He spread them out right in front of me and i caught a glimpse of his pink anus..... it looked soooo hot. Kenny then emerged from the shower and looked me in the eyes..... we then made out passionately...... He then guided me into the shower, pulled down my boxers exposing my erect dick, put my cock in his mouth and.... poof!

...... It was a dream. I awoke with a HUGE boner. I felt so full of shame. It was enough that i got off to the thought of wrestling with a guy..... but to be turned on by the idea of him sucking my cock and us passionately tongue kissing? To explode over the though of filling his sexy naked ass with my cum? I felt like such a fruit. There was no turning back now. I was sexually attracted to Kenny. I didn't want a relationship with him or anything, that's just gross. But i wanted to screw him.... hard. Kenny had gone to work. I found his pair of briefs from last night on the edge of the bed. Since Kenny wasn't home, i grabbed them and gave the ass area a sniff...... i then gave the cock are a sniff.... and to my surprise it smelled like cum! I mean, it could've been a coincidence and all. Kenny had a penchant for the old chronic masturbation thing. But combined with all the other signs i had been given, i was 99% sure that Kenny felt the same way as i did.

Honestly, at this point, i wasn't feeling as guilty as i was before about doing shit with another guy. I hadn't gotten any with a girl in months. Sex was sex. So, i decided that as soon as Kenny came home, i was going to show that i was interested. I decided i'd walk around with a pair of his briefs on and a t-shirt. It made me feel hot and naughty, to be quite honest. So when he came home and saw this interesting sight...... he asked the only thing any man in his position could ask "What the fuck are you doing in one of my briefs?" "I left mine at home. I had to borrow one of your's. You pissed?" "No, it's okay. Just don't take a dump in them or anything" Flirting time "Okay, but it may difficult..... i mean, you loosened my ass up so much while i was sleeping last night that i don't how i'll manage to be able to control my bowel movements from now on" "You wish, fag" Ooooohh..... i loved it when he called me a fag. My cock jumped instantly.

"These are pretty comfortable actually, i think i may swtich to briefs from now on. I always heard that they killed your sperm count or some shit like that. They also seem kind of gay" "Is that why you wanna wear them?" He responded with a smirk on his face. I said "Oh yes, Kenny, my flag has been raised" "Literally and figuratively" he said as he pointed to my erect dick. My heart stopped. That 99% i was talking about before had just jumped up to 110%. This boy wanted it just as much as i did. "I'll make dinner" He said. I slapped his ass before he left. "You wanna fight, bitch?" "You're calling me bitch after i made you mine last night, fag?" "We'll see about that.... you know what, fuck this." He said. "Why should i be your bitch and cook dinner for you by default? Whoever submits or gets pinned cooks dinner." "Alright". We started wrestling in our briefs. We grabbed each other in a huge bearhug standing up. Finally, i threw him down ad got on top of his scrawy back just as i had envisioned it in my fantasies. He grinded his brief clad butt against my brief clad dick. It was pretty obvious by now what the both of us were trying segue into.

I whispered in his ear "Give up, bitch?" "Fuck you". I laid on his back for a while smelling the scent of his buzzed and curly black hair. I had the urge to start kissing his neck. I decided to pull down his briefs and spank his sexy black bottom instead. We both got up and giggled. He laughed and gave me a smile. We then started wrestling again and i pretended to accidentally grab his dick hard to which he responded with a loud moan. I then threw him down and pinned him to the ground. We looked in each others eyes. I then looked down at his lips. Slowly, we melted into each other's faces. We started making out passionately. He grabbed my dick to which i moaned extremely hard and screamed his name. I grabbed his ass and felt the soft doughey cheeks up. I even started fingering his anus a little. "New rule. Winner makes dinner. Loser sucks and gets fucked." Kenny's eyes lit up and we started wrestling again in the living room. This time, we wrestled naked. We writhed against each other for a few moments, our dicks grinding against one another. Eventually, he had me in a position where he grounded his cock into my ass crack. Eventually, i made him submit when i sat on his chest. From there, i simply stood up. He grabbed my dick and placed it on his mouth. He blew me for a few moments before i stopped him and told him to bend over on his hands and knees. "Fuck you! You want me, you gotta catch me, you faggot!" This excited me very much.... this was much like my fantasy.... i wanted to be dominant..... i wanted to catch Kenny and pump the hell out of him. I chase him around the apartment until i caught him and dragged his skinny little body into the bedroom. I bent him over on the edge of the bed. I lubed my cock and his ass up. He said the lube on his ass felt awesome. He then spread his ass cheeks. His pink butthole looked oh so inviting. I slid it in hard as he screamed.

"Oh God!" "Oh God!" he screamed. "Take it, you fag bitch!" Itn felt sooooo damn good..... the heat and pressure of his anus against my dick felt so unbelievably awesome........ Finally, i shot my load deep into his butt. Afterwards, we kissed passionately. I agreed to let him do me. He started licking my ass which felt so damn good. Then, he shoved it up my ass...... i'll admit, i liked it...... after a few thrusts, i felt his hot cum shoot up my ass..... that was the best part for me.... just feeling his jizz inside of me.... Ugh..... it was so awesome.

Afterwards, i made dinner. We talked about what we had done. We felt comfortable enough to live together and understood that we didn't want anything more than the occasional fuck or two. We still got with women, but if there was ever a dry spell, we knew just where to look for some action.

simply held up my end of the bargain and made dinner. 20 minutes later, we sat down for dinner and talked about what we had just done.

Ken sat down wearing nothing but briefs and a t-shirt. "Look man.... i don't want you getting any ideas....." Ken said. "The feeling is mutual" i replied. "I'm a little weirded out right now, but.... i can't lie..... i liked what we did. I liked everything we did......" Ken said "Yeah, i thoroughly enjoyed it myself..... i feel so ashamed, but i had to do it. I wanted to do it. I dreampt of doing it for so long." I replied " "With me?" Ken said. With an embarassed look, i replied "Yeah.... i really loved it when we wrestled. I mean, i don't like guys LIKE that. I'm not gay. I just wanted to experiment." i replied. "Yeah, i feel the same way. However, i think i may be a tad bi. You're not the only guy i've has sexual fantasies with. Are you still comfortable living with me?" "Totally, it is a little awkward, but we're both adults here, right?" "Yeah, alright, we'll just put it behind us like nothing ever happened" "Sounds good to me."

Feasible on paper. A little different in practice. You see, as much as i may have tried to convince myself, i wanted to do stuff with Kenny again. There was one dream i had that i wanted to act out. A dream that involved him and me in a steamy shower. One day, me and Kenny were sitting on the livig room couch in our briefs watching TV. We started talking about work and women. Of course, this led to the topic of sex. After some pointless small talk, i finally cut to the chase. "Hey, you know the other day when you said you thought about other guys?" i said "Yeah...." "Well, who are they?" "Um, well...." "Come on, i won't tell anyone." "It's not that.... it's just.... embarassing." "If you tell me something embarassing, i'll tell you something embarassing about myself" "Meh....." "Come one" "Alright...... well, you remember Josh Server and Tom Carter back at Verbum?" "The wrestlers, yeah." "Well, i've thought about both of them on various occasions. I saw them naked alot in the showers and it just turned me the fuck on." "Did they wear briefs?" "Nah, unfortunately. But they had awesome, ivory, fleshy butts.... kind of like your's. The briefs would've only been icing on the cake." I was turned on by how he complimented my ass. My cock started to swell.

"So what did you guys do together in your fantasies?" i asked. "Well, we'd usually wrestle around.... grab each other's crotches....... i'd lick whoever's anus i was thinking about...... then i'd fuck them or get fucked..... we'd wrestle naked till the other guy cummed to determine who was the butch and who was the bitch."This was sooooo turning me on.... i totally needed to do this with Kenny. "So you'd wrestle together, and whoever came, took it up the ass?" "Yeah." "Sounds hot....." "It was...... so now that i've told my embarassing story, tell me your's." "Well, it's not really a story, per se. It's just some dirty thoughts i've been having that involve you." "... Oh?" i noticed a light tenting forming in his white briefs "Yeah, the night before the day we fucked, i had a sexual dream about you. In my dream, i woke up hearing our shower, and approached the bathroom. When i entered, the entire bathroom was steamy. I was greeted by the sight your butt. You spread your cheeks out for me. I saw your anus. You then turned around and we made out passionately. You guided me into the shower and put my dick in your mouth until i woke up." ".... Wow..... i've, um..... had similar fantasies..... they are quite hot, i must admit." "That's not all, though, i have a couple other things i need to confess. I am attracted to you, Kenny. I don't want a relationship, that's just plain gross. But you look so hot in a pair of white briefs. The way your black skin complemets your briefs.... the outline of your crotch... they way your soft, doughey ass stretches out the back of your briefs. It's so utterly hot." By now, both of us had huge boners.

"I love the thought of you being my bitch. And i'm down with being the bitch every now and then. I also liked making out with you. I loved the way our tongues wrestled and the way your black lips felt against mine. I loved the way you gave me head. The way your tongue would slide across the bottom of my shaft and tease the slit of my head with little tongue strokes. And your ass, ugh, don't even get me started on that. Your ass is so incredible sexy. I love how soft and doughey it is like mine. And the fact that you have little to no body hair.... ugh. I want to act out a combonation of the fantasy you and i both described, Kenny. Whoever gets pinned is the bitch in a hot steamy shower. Deal?"

"Yeah, but first, i gotta confess.... i'm kind of attracted to you too. I love your ass and the way you look in briefs, as well. I also love the fact that you shaved your body hair on your ass. I love how the both of us are ebony and ivory. Your skin is so creamy.... and your anus, oh fuck, if i started talking about your anus, i'd blow my load right here and now."

"Nah, tell, me...." "I love how pink it is... almost red.... your creamy skin complements it well...... i enjoy licking it..... and i enjoy sticking my dick up there..... it felt soooo good."

"Better savor that moment, buddy, because in a few moments, i'll be the one who does the fucking!"

"Ha, right, we'll see about that, faggot!"

"Oh, man, i love when you call me a faggot. It makes my dick jump a little each time."

From there, we started wrestling. Like almost every time, i dominated Kenny pretty easily. I had him pinned to the ground, but in this match, that wasn't enough. I had to make him cum. So i reached into his briefs and started stroking his cock, but he kept me away. He then rolled over on his stomach. His brief clad ass was against my dick. Out of instinct, i started grinding my dick against his ass. This was really stupid, but i couldn't help it. He grinded back. Just as i was about to blow it, i stopped. We wrestled around for a few more minutes until i grabbed him across the stomach and rolled over on my back. Now with this crotch exposed, i grabbed his dick hard. He moaned. He tried to resist but he couldn't. However, this still wasn't enough to make him blow it. I pinned him down on his back, and jacked him off while i licked his ear. He moaned, but it still wasn't enough. Fianlly, i kissed him hard as i jerked him off. With a loud groan, he shot his load hard right through his bries.

From there, we went in the shower. We made out passionately as we grabbed each other's asses. He then started licking my ass. I moaned. I'll admit, i really liked it when he licked my little rosebud of an anus. However, this time, he did something diffrent which surprised me. He penetrated my anus with his tongue! I moaned very loudly. He then patted my white smooth as a baby's butt. He then took my dick in his mouth and started sucking hard. I felt his tongue slide underneath my shaft. I moaned hard. I felt myself beginning to lose it, until i told him to stop. I then stood him up against the wall and lubricated his dick as well as my ass.

He then spread his cheeks out and i slid my dick into his hot anus slowy. He moaned. I loved the feeling of his tight ass as it gripped my rock hard cock. I loved being inside my friend. Inside Kenny. He whimpered and moaned as i fucked him slowly. Sometimes, i just let my dick sit in there with no motion at all. The pleasure was off the charts. I then noticed his cock hardening up. I fucked him faster and gave him another handjob as i fucked him. This caused both of us to moan loudly. We were both close to blowing our loads, there was not turning back now. Finally, i came and filled up his cock while his load shot against the wall of the shower. I then felt is anus grip my dick and vice like grip. Afterwards, we kissed once more and Kenny said panting "Next time, you're the bitch!"

body though nowhere near addonis-esque, "gorgeous, deep eyes" according to Sarah, an overall hot face (again according to Sarah), and soft pale skin.

Sarah and i had alot in common. The only area in which we greatly differed ideally was sexuality, go figure. Sarah wasn't conservative or a total prude, but her idea of sex was very different from mine. She had been molested as a child by a next door neighbor when she was 13 years old. He didn't fuck her, but he felt her up and made out with her. She did all of this as her father watched. Apparently, her father had developed a voyeuristic fetish. He preferred watching instead of partaking. He was also somewhat of a pedophile, if you hadn't guessed already. Sarah was a catholic school girl, and man oh man, did he admire those skirts. Honestly, i get off to the whole school girl look, too, minus, you know, the pre-pubescent/early pubescent girls part. I have a pretty filthy mind, but i'll go more in depth with that later.

So anyway, she said she wanted to have sex with someone she was married to. We literally did everything else in the book except sex. Now, i'm not a total asshole who only cares about sex. However, our relationship needed it. I wanted it, and despite what she would tell me, she wanted it, too. We had every reason in the world to do it, but she didn't. After a while, the relationship became far too routine. I actually loathed being around her, at one point. I broke it off gently, and we agreed to go our separate ways.

Another reason i broke it off with her was a few uncomfortable vibes i picked up from her during our makeout/fooling around sessions. I dunno.... it just.... sometimes i got the feeling that she was subconciously trying to recreate the whole scene of her molestation while we fooled around. I'm a dirty guy, but doing something like that is a little too dirty, even for me......

However, i'd be lying if i said i never had the urge to ask her if she still had the schoolgirl outfit around. She would've looked soooooo hot in it. Those knee socks crawling up her hot skinny legs, exposing the soft inviting flesh of her thighs.... the hint of her panties, all covered by her plaid or grey skirt. Her blouse with the top button unbuttoned, inviting me to check out her small rack..... The look of repressed lust on her face..... Sarah would've fit the role perfectly........ Often times, i would fantasize..... i would create scenarios in my head where Sarah and i didn't necessarily know each other too well..... where she had to come over to my house to work on a prject with me, after school..... i would fantasize about great sexual tension between the both of us...... we would flirt back and forth, me checking out her body and panties whenver i got a shot..... eventually, we would start doing stuff..... I jacked off to this image in my mind God knows how many times..... i so wanted to make it a reality, but never had the balls to try...... Like i said earlier, when Sarah was on, she was on. But other than that, i always figured she was never as open minded as i was when it came to sex. Boy would i turn out to be wrong.

So anyway, here i am, a single man. As i said earlier Sarah and i would eventually get back together a few months later, which begs the question. What went down in that 3 month gap? I lost my virginity.... from a certain point of view.....

Being the flithy pervert i am, i had developed a predilection for anal sex. It seemed so forbidden..... so dirty..... and it seemed like it felt awesome, too. The though of cumming deep into someone's ass would send me into orbit. Sarah obviously couldn't fulfill this fantasy, so i had to look elsewhere...... and now that i was out of the realtionship, i knew just where to get it.......

A guy i know named Matt had a younger brother, two years to be exact. His name was Brian and he was about 18. I was 20. Brian wasn't exactly a ladies man.... he was actually kind of a loser.... well, not really. Just one of those stoner losers. On top of that, he was Bi, which kind of explained why some people didn't like him. He never really admitted he was bi, but at the same time, he wasn't in the closet. If that makes any sense.

So anyway, when Matt went away to college, we started hanging out more. Occasionally, we would smoke some weed together. It wasn't until a couple of months before i broke up with Sarah that strange things started happening between me and Brian..... confusing things. He always walked around in his tight white briefs with a shirt on. I never saw any problem with this. It's not like i checked out guys, or anything.... well..... that is.... until i started checking him out. I don't want to make excuses or seem like i'm in denial..... i'll admit i was turned on by Brian, at one point. However, being that i was at my sexual peak at the time..... insane when it came to the though of anal sex..... knew he was bi...... and the fact that him and i would wrestle each other and get kind hard....... well, i don't think i have to explain anymore. It was co-association combined with other factors. Like i said, i'm not into guys. In fact, Brian is the only dude who ever turned me on, but not necessarily him, per se. The acts themselves. The thought of wrestling erotically in a pair of briefs with him while we ignored the 800 lbs. gorilla in his bedroom that was our mutual desire for each other. The though of him being my bitch while he sucked my cock..... and me pulling down his briefs, sticking my dick up his ass, and fucking him while he moaned and screamed......

I was determined to fulfill this fantasy. It wasn't exactly hard (no pun intended) to do it, either. As i mentioned before, we'd often wrestle with each other for hours. Both clinging to one another. I was almost always the only one who ended up on top, pinning him to the ground, but he never seemed to have a problem with it. In fact he often smiled whenever i had him in a pinning predicament or some kind of submission. If i'd sit on his chest, sit on his back, straddle his stomach, give him a bear hug.... he made this giggle that kinda turned me on.............. we ould often engage in these hot wrestles even when i was going out with Sarah, but i knew i couldn't cheat on her. Brian and i almost hooked up God knows how many times.......

So once i broke up with Sarah, i called him up. I went to his house, where we did our usual wrestling. This time, though, i wanted to make the message clear that i wanted his ass. So i wore briefs. When we stripped, he gasped in awe. As we both stood there in our briefs, boners poking through the cotton, i checked him out. Brian wasn't a bad looking guy. Pretty skinny, but had a better body than me. I'm not a good judge when it comes to guy's looks, but he had a handsome, healthly looking face. He was a few inches shorter than me, at 5'8.

We then started wrestling. We began with a huge bear hug, where we just stood there clinging to each other for a few moments. Of course, i could've easily taken him down right then and there, but i wanted to enjoy this. After all, this was it. I was going to fuck Brian. I wanted to savor it. Finally, i let him take me down, and rolled over on my stomach. He sat on my back for a few minutes until i pushed him off and gave him a headlock. I eventually let him out of it but maintained control by keeping him lying on his stomach. It was time to ring the dinner bell. I pulled down his briefs and spanked his left ass cheek. He giggled and got up after i stood up. He looked at me with a smile and giggled. We then started wrestling again and i took him down once more. I spread myself across his back as he lay on his stomach. He grinded his brief clad ass into brief clad cock, and i almost came right then and there. We then wrestled around for a few moments until i finally pinned him down. I had him by both of his wrists, and had the rest of my body weight on his stomach. Gradually, i just lay myself on top of him. It was almost as if i was resting. We stood that way for a minute until he finally made a move. My lip was on his cheek. Coincidentally, he grabbed my butt cheek. We looked at each other and made out. We made out for a minute until i stood up and pulled down my briefs freeing my red, hard cock. He took it in his mouth and blew me for a couple of minutes until he stopped. He said that i had to reciprocate. He wanted me to grab either grab his hard dick for his pants or lick his ass. My mouth watered at the thought of licking his smooth hairless ass, and proceeeded. He moaned until i stopped. I told him i wanted to fuck his ass. He smiled and agreed. I slapped on a condom, greases my weasel, and spread his cheeks apart. His pink asshole looked oh so inviting. I pushed my dick up his tight pink butthole. I fucked him silly in front of his mirror and got turned on by the expressions he made as pumped the hell out of him and his whimpers and moans. Finally, i came.

Afterwards, i felt really awkward and guilty. W talked and i told him not to expect a relationship or anything out of this. He said he was fine and only liked to mess around with guys sexually. He, like myself, could never fall in love with another man. Relieved, i went home. We still hung out with nothing funny at all happening between us. He was a cool guy i could trust. Or so i thought.

So Sarah and i eventually start hanging out together again, and low and behold, my feelings were rekindled. We hooked up and talked about getting back together. She said she never lost her feelings for me. This was pretty much the same thing that all her friends told her. I was a happy man. I had everything i wanted. Except one thing, which would eventually cost me my relationship.

She asked me if i had been with anyone during our hiatus.... i lied and said no.... big mistake that would eventually come back to haunt me. I tried talking to her about sex, but she still didn't want to. Well.... she did..... but not with me. She blushed as she told me. I was hurt. I didn't know what to think. Why would she want to have sex with someone else and not me, her boyfriend? More importantly, who was the little prick? I asked her and she said no one in particular. She described the way she wanted it, and the more she told me, the more i believed her when she said it wasn't anyone in particular. She wanted me to watch her while she fucked another guy. Now who does that remind you of? Her father. Of course. It made sense. I was right all along, she DID subconcsiously long to recreate that sexual experience form childhood.

So i basically put a label on the whole thing. Menage trois. A three way. She said yeah, i guess. She wanted it with me and another guy. I had no problem with this. I had a similar fantasy once.... involving Sarah and another guy..... a guy named Brian. It turned me on to no end. I never told her about my experience with Brian, but this would work out perfectly. She agreed to do it with him.

Sarah never really knew Brian all that well. They were mere aquiantances. I got on the horn with Brian and asked if he was interested. He said hell yeah and invited us over Friday night.

The day finally came, and Sarah and i made our way. I was slightly nervous. I didn't exactly know what kind of reprecussions this would hav eon our relationship. I began to worry? Could Brian outperform me? Could Sarah end up leaving me for Brian? Could Brian spill the beans about our little fool around? Could i contract an STD? Sarah may have been alot fo things, but a cheater wasn't one of them.

Honestly, all these thoughts mad eme fill up with lust, in a masochistic way..... i didn't actually want them to happen and yet.... the risk factor excited me to no end.

We finall arrived at Brian's. No one was home. All three of us smoked a bowl and just hung out for a little bit. I noticed Sarah and Brian were hitting it off pretty well, almost flirting with each other. My stomach churned a bit. Finally, i went to the bathroom to take a tiny piss which could've been held in. Was i subconcsiously trying to get Sarah to elope with Brian? Considering the fact i was high, it was very possible. I stayed in there for a couple of minutes. Finally, i walked back into the room...... and i stopped dead in my tracks as the two of them made out on Brian's bed. They looked at me and then continued to make out. I guess this was their way of breaking the ice. We all took our clothes off, leaving us completely stark naked. I began making out with Sarah as Brian massaged and sucked her cute tits. She then switched back to Brian..... i was disturbed by how their kiss was far more passionate..... and yet turned on at the same time. I then proceeded to eat out her pussy as Brian put his dick in her mouth. She sucked him hard.... harder then she ever sucked me..... i felt sick to my stomach..... i had obviously done my homework, as Sarah began a series of clitoral orgasms. Or maybe it was just the excitement of having a cock in her mouth while she had a tongue in her twat. We all took a break, slightly exhausted. Brian began making out with her again. They were really going at it, groping each other. Sarah and i were pretty wild when we fooled around, but it was nothing like this....... i knew what was happeneing right in front of me.......

So eventually i start making out with Sarah again, this time just as wildly as she was when she made with Brian a few minutes prior..... Brian watched as we both caressed each other..... Finally, we stopped...... Brian was about to get ready to fuck her until she suggested something that still makes my stomach jump to this day...... "Hey.... you know.... this is a three way.... why don't you guys do some stuff?".... i was shocked.... Brian smirked as did i...... i was sooooo turned on by the fact that my girlfriend wanted to see us do some shit........ Brian and i started making out as we groped each other's butts..... She seemed to enjoy watching this as she fingered herself the whole time throughout our interplay..... Brian sucked my cock until i rolled him over on his stomach, grabbed a latex condom, and pounded his ass until came hard........

After a few minutes, Sarah said it was time..... Brian slipped on a condom..... Before he started fucking her she said "Wait!.... i want to suck Chuck's cock while you fuck me from behind" and so she did...... eventually, i popped my cock out of her mouth and just watched the two of them fuck each other silly...... sarah was screaming, moaning...... Brian smiled and made that sexy giggle the whole entire time..... they looked good together..... better than Sarah and i ever looked..... Eventually he came...... she didn't, however..... to which i asked "Hey, can i fuck you now?" She said no, you're my father. COnfused as fuck, i asked her to explain further. She said that she liked me but she could never fuck me because now i solidified the role of her father in her sexuality. "The Watcher". I knew what this meant right then and there. Brian was the molester. He was the only one she'd ever desire sexually. God was this confusing.... and heartbreaking, to say the least.

Eventually, we all got dressed and Sarah and i left. For the next few weeks, everything seemed somewhat normal. We talked about what had happened with Brian, not just what she told me in front the guy, but everything around it. The sex, everything. We still made out and what not, but something was missing. For the next couple of months, i had subconciously put my blinders on. I knew something was going on. We didn't hang out as much and Brian had been added as friend on her myspace. Tenuous as this may sound, i still knew something was going on between them..... and i was destined to find out.

One night when we hung out, i stole her phone and hid it in the backyard, that way when she called it, she wouldn't hear the ring. I told her i'd keep my eyes peeled for it. Finally, when she left, i checked her text messages.... it was the moment of truth....... and low and behold, there were all sorts of messages from Brian. They had met several times together. I was crushed, and yet turned on at the same time.

When i returned her phone, i knew i had to talk with her about this. So i did. She admitted that she cheated on me with Brian 5 times. I was..... ugh....... I just broked it off with her right then and there. She said she didn't want a relationship with Brian but would only have sex with him. She brought up the idea of a tri-relationship to which i just laughed. That night, i jerked off to the thought of both of them fucking each other's brains out. I came soooooo damn hard.

The next day, i knew there was something i needed to do..... i went to talk with Brian. There was some yelling and screaming, but we eventually talked it out like men. He said he liked her sexually and romantically. However, she didn't feel the same way about him. I didn't believe him. Eventually i came forward and said that i didn't approve of the relationship and warned him to back the fuck off. He then blackmailed me by saying he would tell her about our little fuckathon that i lied about to Sarah. I was trapped. All i could do was watch them have a relationship. Down i went off her top 8 on myspace, and up Brian went.

The next month was very painful....... until she called me at the end of the month telling me they had broken up. At first, i jumped up with joy..... and then my heart sank when she told me why. She said Brian was annoying, far from boyfriend material...... but he had contracted HIV........ Thankfully, Sarah didn't get it..... but she felt guilty about leaving him, even though it had nothing to do with the fact that he contracted HIV to begin with....... Brian would eventually die within the next year as his HIV qucikly metamorphisized into full blown AIDS.... Chuck and Sarah didn't get back together, but remained friends...... for a little while, until they fell for each other again.........

5 years later, Chuck was invited to his buddy's wedding. He had never been to a wedding before, and was asked to invite one date. He hadn't spoken to Sarah in a year or so at that point, and decided to call her up. Delighted, she accepted his invitation. One thing led to another and they were back together for the 2nd time..... Although Sarah didn't catch the bouquet at that wedding, that didn't stop her from being the next girl who became happily married to Chuck 2 years later. On the night of their honeymoon, they had sex for the first time..... and stayed happily married for the rest of their lives, completely faithful to one another. Chuck had finally become the missing piece to the jigsaw puzzle that was Sarah's sexuality. He was no longer just the watcher or father figure. He was everything she ever desired n another human being.