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How the fuck had he found himself in this situation. That’s what Don wanted to know.
Okay, it wasn’t exactly like he didn’t know how it had happened. He did know, but dammit, that didn’t make it any better.
He and Lucy had had another fight again and he’d stormed out of the house. Fuck the bitch, he’d raged to himself. Didn’t she understand that money didn’t grow on trees?
Or maybe she did understand it. Maybe she did understand it and she just didn’t care. Buying another fucking purse when she already had enough of those. How many purses did a woman need to have, dammit. And it wasn’t like it was a cheap ass purse. No, this had to be some fucking designer bag.
Dammit.
So he was on the way to the fucking bar. Fuck, he could get himself fucking blitzed and he wouldn’t come close to spending the money that she’d blown on that fucking bag.
And that was exactly what he’d done.
Well it was almost what he’d done.
He didn’t remember her name but he’d been about to enter the bar when a woman had come up to him. “Hey, Baby,” she’d said. “You look lonely tonight.”
He’d looked the girl up and down. Her clothes left little doubt as to what her profession was. She was young. Very young actually. “Yeah, what’s it to you?” he’d growled.
“I’m lonely, too,” the girl had purred. “I was thinking maybe we could keep each other company.”
It was tempting. It really was but dammit. He was still a married man.
“What do you say, Baby? Do you want to keep me company?”
“I think you’re looking at the wrong man.”
“But, Baby,” the girl had wheedled. “You look lonely.”
Yeah, he was that.
“And if you go in that bar, it’s not going to make any less lonely. All you’re going to do is spend a lot of money.”
“How’s that?”
“All you’re going to do is spend a lot of money,” the girl said again. “But if you spent time with me, then you’d have a new friend.”
It was like she was saying the magic words. Spending money. Well fuck yeah. Lucy’d spent his money. He could spend his money, too, and hell, he’d probably be spending a whole lot less of it than his wife had spent. “How much?” he asked.
The girl sensed the change in the man and she smiled. “It depends,” she said.
“Depends?”
“It depends on how good a friend you want me to be.”
Don put his arm around the girl but she quickly pushed him away.
“We haven’t determined just how good a friend you want to be.”
He’d let the girl take him back to her apartment and he couldn’t help but notice the men’s clothing there. “What’s that?” he asked.
“That’s my ex’s,” she said.
“He’s not coming back, is he?”
She just snorted at that. “Him? No way. He found someone he liked better.”
“Yeah?”
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
Don said nothing. It wasn’t any of his business if a hooker had a boyfriend who’d run out on her. Hell, he was there for one thing and one thing only. He took off his clothes. He was going to enjoy this, he told himself. He was really going to enjoy this.
Don had to admit the girl really knew her business. She’d made him cum twice and was well on her way to getting him off for a third time when there came a pounding at the girl’s door.
Everything stopped. The girl looked up and then the pounding came again. “Open up,” a voice demanded gruffly.
“Oh fuck. It’s the police,” the girl said. “You have to get out of here.”
“How?”
“Through the window.”
“Are you crazy? I’m not going out through a window.”
“You have to, unless you want to get arrested by the police, but if you go out through the window, there’s no evidence here and no one gets arrested.”
Don looked at the window again. This was so wrong.
But then the knocking came again.
“You have to go now.”
It was still dark when Don pulled his clothes on. How the hell had this gotten so fucked up.
There was more pounding at the door.
“Just go,” the girl hissed and Don went even as the girl was yelling out, “I’m coming.”
It was only after he’d left that Don realized his mistake. In the haste of leaving, the clothes he’d put on had been the boyfriend’s and not his own.
Couldn’t help that now, Don told himself. He definitely wasn’t going to go back to get his old stuff.
But there was something about this, he told himself. Some other guy had had his dick inside the underwear that he now wore. Damn, that was hot.
Wait a minute, Don told himself. Why was that hot?
Did it matter, he answered back. Wasn’t it enough to know that some guy had had his cock where his cock now was?
But he wasn’t like that, he told himself.
Wasn’t like what, he shot back.
He wasn’t into guys.
Maybe he should be, he answered back.
Whoa, where had that thought come from and yet even as he thought it, he couldn’t help but roll it around in his mind. Maybe he should be.
He wondered what it would be like to suck a guy’s cock or better yet, to have a guy suck his cock. Guys knew what their cocks wanted. If you had a guy suck your cock, he’d be sure to give you what you wanted.
Don shivered in anticipation.
No. This wasn’t like him, Don told himself.
And yet it was.
He came across a man just pulling into a parking lot. He’d just hopped out of his pick-up truck when he spotted Don. “Hey there,” the man said.
Don looked around. Was the guy talking to him? He appeared to be.
“Hey there,” the man said again. “Come here.”
Don came. He wasn’t sure why. He just did.
“You look like you could use a friend,” the man said.
Well yeah, Don thought.
“My name’s Ted,” the man said. “What’s yours?”
“Don.”
“Well, Don. Like I said. You look like you could use a friend and then Ted tapped the front of his pants. “You look like you could use a friend,” he said again, “and I’ve got a friend for you right here.”
Oh my God, Don thought. He couldn’t be saying what Don thought he was saying.
“What about it?” Ted asked. “You up to making friends?”
This guy Ted wanted him to suck his cock, Don realized, and what was more amazing was that Don couldn’t believe he was even entertaining the idea but the idea of sucking Ted’s cock was just so intoxicating.
“What about it, man? You up for it?”
What the hell am I thinking, Don asked himself.
“Come on, Man. Who’s going to know?”
He’d know, Don told himself.
“Come on, Man. I can tell just by looking at you that you want to suck my cock.”
Don shook his head. No, he wanted to say. No, but when he tried to say the words, nothing came out.
“Maybe what you need then is to see it.”
What? No. That was what Don wanted to say but what came out instead was a hesitant nod.
“Okay, I’ll show it to you, but you got to promise me you’re going to suck it if I do.”
Don nodded and then almost in the same beat, he was chastising himself. What the hell had he just agreed to do.
But in the next instant, it didn’t matter because Ted was opening his jeans and he was taking out his cock and ...
Oh my God. Don couldn’t help it. Just looking at that cock, he knew what he wanted.
“You know you want to.”
“Can I ... can I touch it?” Oh my God. What had he just said he wanted to do?
“You can do whatever you want with it just so long as in the end, you end up sucking it.”
Don didn’t even realize he was nodding but in the next moment, he found himself dropping to his knees. Oh my God, he thought. Oh my God.
His hand reached out and he wrapped it around Ted’s cock. Oh my God, he thought. Oh my God. Ted’s cock was so hot.
“You’re almost there,” Ted said. “Just a little bit more.”
Just a little bit more, Don thought and besides, that cock was so hot in his hand. He gave it a squeeze. Oh fuck. It was stiff, too.
“Easy there, stud,” Ted told him.
He could do it, Don told himself as he moved forward. He really could do it. Who knew. He might actually like it.
And that was what worried him. He worried that he might in fact like it.
He needn’t have worried because he didn’t just like it. He loved it.
“Easy there,” Ted said with a chuckle. “You don’t have to prove it to me that you love sucking cock. I believe you.”
That was easy for him to say, Don thought, but the truth was he just couldn’t stop sucking Ted’s cock and now another thought occurred to him. If he kept doing this, it was only natural that Ted would soon be cumming. Did he really want that and yet could he really pull back when he’d already come this far. Could he really pull back now?
The answer was no, of course. There was no way he could pull back but there was something else as well. Now that the thought was there in his head, he couldn’t help wondering. What would it taste like? All he knew was he wanted to know.
“Oh yeah, Buddy. Oh yeah. There you go.”
Oh God. Ted was getting closer. Don was sure of that. Heck, his own cock was just as hard as Ted’s just from him sucking on Ted’s dick. Damn, he wished there were someone there to suck his dick. Now wouldn’t that be something. Him sucking Ted’s cock while another guy sucked his.
“Oh fuck,” Ted groaned. “Oh yeah. That’s it.”
Was Ted going to cum, Don wondered. Was that what that meant and in the next instant, Don got his answer when Ted came in his mouth.
Oh my God. He loved it. He loved having Ted’s cum in his mouth. Oh my fucking God.
Ted just laughed. “I think we can say you liked that, didn’t you?”
Don couldn’t help but nod eagerly. He didn’t want to admit it but Ted was certainly right.
“I think you should come with me. I think there’s someone you should meet,” and then he laughed at Don’s questioning look. “Sorry, Buddy, but I’m not going to tell you right now. If you want to see what I have in mind, you’re just going to have to come with me.”
He shouldn’t, Don told himself.
“You coming?”
He shouldn’t, Don told himself but there was Ted’s cum. He could still taste it in his mouth and right then and there, he knew. “I’m coming,” he said.
Ted grinned. “I kind of thought you would and I don’t think you’re going to regret this.”
That was what worried Don the most, that he really wouldn’t regret this.
“Hey, Buddy,” said Ted as the two of them climbed into his pick-up truck. “You want to do me a favor?”
“What?”
“Well, you got to see my cock but I didn’t get to see yours. I don’t think that’s fair, do you?”
“No,” Don said hesitantly.
“Tell me something. Did it make your cock hard when you sucked my dick?”
He wanted to tell this guy no but really, what was the point, and besides, it was making his cock so fucking hard just having Ted talk about it like that. “Yeah,” he admitted. “Yeah, it did.”
“Can I see it?”
“What?” Don asked. He hadn’t thought it possible for his cock to get even harder than it had been before but his cock was harder.
Ted just laughed again. “You don’t have to sound so upset about it. I just want to see it.”
This was insane, Don told himself, and yet even as he told himself that, he could feel his hands unzipping his pants and then he was taking his cock out.
“Oh man, you are hard, aren’t you,” Ted said as he pulled his car away from the curb.
Don nodded.
“I’ll bet you’d like to stroke that cock, wouldn’t you?”
Again, Don nodded.
“Why don’t you do that now.”
“What?”
“Sure. Why don’t you do that now while we drive.”
“I ... I can’t.”
“Sure you can. You know you want to.”
Don’s hand gripped his cock but he didn’t actually stroke it.
“Come on,” Ted coaxed. “You can do better than that. Just think about what you’d do if that was my cock.”
Don couldn’t help but groan as his hand started to stroke his cock.
“That’s it,” Ted said with a laugh. “Stroke that cock for me.”
Now that it was already started, Don’s hand didn’t seem to have any problem stroking his cock. He couldn’t help but moan as he stroked it.
“Are you thinking about my cock?” Ted asked.
“Yes.”
“That’s good. You should always think about my cock.”
He might not have wanted to admit it to himself, but it was hard not to admit it. He did want to think about Ted’s cock.
He was still thinking about Ted’s cock when Ted pulled up in front of an apartment.
“I suppose you’re going to have to put that away,” Ted said with a grin, “but don’t you worry, we’ll have your cock out again in no time at all.”
Don nodded and even as he was shoving his cock back inside his jeans, he knew that wasn’t what he wanted to do.”
Ted led the two of them into the apartment building and then into an elevator. “Don’t you worry,” he told Don. “We’ll have your cock out again real soon.”
Don nodded. He shouldn’t want that, he told himself and yet he knew he did.
Ted led the two of them to an apartment and then his key was opening a door. “Here we are,” he said with a smirk. “Get used to the place because you’re going to be spending lots of time here.
Don nodded as the door was opened. He wasn’t about to bother to deny it and that’s when he saw the other man coming towards them.
“This is my boyfriend, Martin.”
Don pulled up short. He’d thought he’d been going to ... but if Ted already had ... then why was he here?
“Confused?”
Don nodded.
“Martin’s my boyfriend but I want you to be my boyfriend, too.”
Don wasn’t sure he liked this. It wasn’t that he didn’t like Martin. It was just that ... okay, to be fair, it was just that he hadn’t thought he was going to have to share and he wasn’t sure he wanted to.
“You two should get to know each other better.”
If the way Martin was looking at him was any indication, Don thought, it seemed as if Martin wasn’t any more sure about this than he was.
“Come on, you two. Don’t be that way. Let’s get you boys into the bedroom.”
Into the bedroom, Don thought. Now there was a thought. He didn’t want to actually admit it, but that was a thought that excited him so in spite of himself, he let himself be led to the bedroom.
“I think Don likes that, but let’s make sure. Martin, can you give Don a proper welcome?”
A proper welcome? What was that?
A proper welcome, it seemed, involved Martin approaching him. A proper welcome, it seemed, involved Martin sliding a hand around Don’s waist, and a proper welcome, it seemed, involved Martin pressing his body close and then pressing his lips even closer.
Oh my God, Don thought. Martin was kissing him. Oh my God. That was weird, and it was good, too.
Martin’s tongue stroked Don’s lips and then after only a moment of hesitation, Don let him in.
Oh my God. This was so cool.
“I think Don’s feeling much more welcomed now, aren’t you, Don?”
Don nodded.
“So why don’t you help Don get out of his clothes.”
Okay, that was weird, Don had to admit but there was something hot about letting the other man undress him and it wasn’t long before he was down to just his underwear and then he wasn’t even wearing that and Martin’s hand was on his cock.
“And now you,” Ted said. “Martin needs to get undressed.”
This was weird, Don thought and yet ... and yet, it was hot, too. He didn’t even know the other man but he’d let him undress him and now he was actually thinking of returning the favor.
First, his hands unbuttoned Martin’s shirt and then he was pushing that shirt off of the other man’s shoulders. His hands lingered for a moment as he felt the other man’s bare chest and then his hands were moving again.
Martin was watching as Don undid his belt and then as Don opened his jeans. He was watching as Don’s hands pushed his jeans down and he was watching as Don’s hands copped a feel of his cock through his briefs.
But then Don’s hands were moving again and suddenly, Martin wasn’t even wearing his briefs and now it was Don’s hand that was stroking Martin’s cock.
Ted laughed. “I just knew you guys were going to hit it off great together but let’s see just how great of friends you can really be.”
Don and Martin looked at one another and each knew that was exactly what they were going to do.
The two men moved to the bed. They laid down together and they kissed some more and then they cuddled a bit. Don had never cuddled with a man but for the life him, he didn’t know why he hadn’t.
“Do you want to be my friend?” Martin asked and Don nodded.
“That’s good,” Martin said again and then he was kissing Don again. “I want to be your friend, too.”
Don could feel the other man’s cock as it rubbed up against his own and Martin was hard for him just as he was hard for Martin. He knew what he wanted. He wanted to touch Martin’s cock but there was something else he wanted as well.
That one thing totally turned Don on. Even if there had been nothing else but that, that would have been enough and it seemed so innocuous. It was just that as the two men press their naked bodies together, it was inevitable that their cocks should touch and every time they did, Don couldn’t help but feel a jolt of electricity.
It might have been accidental at first but it wasn’t accidental anymore. Don couldn’t help it. He loved the feel of his cock as it rubbed up against Martin’s.
“I think someone really likes your cock, Martin,” Ted said.
Martin’s moan seemed to indicate that the feeling was mutual.
“I’ll bet you want to touch his cock, don’t you, Don.”
Don couldn’t help but groan. That was exactly what he wanted.
“Why don’t you stroke his cock,” Ted encouraged him.
Yeah, he could do that, Don realized. His hand reached down and tentatively, he wrapped his fingers around Martin’s cock.
“You like that, don’t you?” Ted asked.
“I ... I ... yeah.”
“I thought you would,” Ted said with a smirk. “I’ll bet you like it almost as much as you like stroking mine.”
In spite of himself, Don nodded. He hadn’t meant to but the thought of him stroking Ted’s cock was just so hot, and just the thought of that made him stroke Martin just all that much harder.
“Are you thinking of me?” Ted asked.
“Yes,” Don admitted guiltily.
“You shouldn’t be,” Ted admonished. “You should be thinking of Martin. You should be thinking of making him feel good.”
He was thinking of Martin, Don wanted to say. He was thinking of how good it had felt when the two of them had had their cocks touch. He was thinking of ...
He wasn’t sure when the thought had come into his mind but he’d been thinking of when their cocks had touched and he was thinking of stroking the man’s cock and suddenly ...
And suddenly, the two thoughts just merged together and before he knew what he was doing, he was pressing his cock up against Martin’s and then he was stroking the both of them together.
If Martin’s moans were any indication, then he liked what Don was doing just as much as Don loved doing it.
“Oh man,” Ted said. “That’s hot. You’re going to make the both of you cum, aren’t you?”
That was pretty much the idea.
Martin was moaning as Don stroked their cocks together.
“Are you going to cum for me?” Don asked.
Martin didn’t say anything but that wasn’t the same as not answering the question. He knew what the answer was and he knew what he really wanted too. All he had to keep doing was to keep stroking their cocks.
“Oh fuck,” Martin moaned.
Oh geez. He was almost there, Don told himself. He was almost there.
“Fuck!”
Martin was cumming and in the next instant, so was Don. That was so cool, Don told himself. He’d never watched a man cum before. Well, not another man after himself, that is, and of course not counting Ted just an hour earlier but watching Martin cum was all it took to get his own dick going, too.
He was going to have to lick that cock. Well, he didn’t have to, but he certainly wanted to. In fact, he couldn’t wait to get down on his knees and crawl between Martin’s legs and then there he was, right where he’d wanted to be, his tongue licking at Martin’s shaft and then his lips wrapped around Martin’s cock.
“I see you and Martin are getting along just fine,” Ted said, “but then I kind of thought you would. I had a feeling about you two.”
Don couldn’t help but feel his cock getting hard again as he sucked Martin’s cock. He wasn’t sure just what kind of a feeling Ted might have had but he certainly hadn’t seen this coming.
“The only thing that would make this better,” Ted said, “was if we did something like this.”
That was when Don gasped because that was when he felt Ted come up behind him and that was when he felt one of Ted’s hands on his butt.
There was no doubt what Ted wanted. Don was certain of that but as much as Don loved sucking a man’s cock, he wasn’t sure he was ready for that.
Still, why shouldn’t he be ready for that. He liked servicing a man’s cock. He loved sucking a man’s cock and he loved making a man cum. Making a man cum was the best thing because it meant he’d done the job right. No making a man cum and then tasting it in his mouth, that was the best thing.
And this was just the next step wasn’t it?
Ted’s hands were prying his cheeks apart. “I know you want this,” he said.
Don could feel the head of Ted’s cock. It was right there. Oh fuck. Ted was right, he told himself. This was what he wanted.
And then Don felt Ted enter him, just a bit at first but his cock was there inside him, and Don couldn’t help but gasp.
“Don’t forget about Martin,” Ted admonished him.
How could he forget about Martin, Don wanted to say, but his mouth was already scrambling to reassert itself on the other man’s cock.
“Oh yeah,” Martin moaned as Don sucked his cock.
Oh geez, Don thought to himself. His cock was so hard but then why shouldn’t he be. He had a cock in his mouth and one his ass. How could it get any better than that?
Martin ran a hand through Don’s hair and Don couldn’t help but groan. There was something about that. It was sweet and it was sexy and more than that, it made his cock even harder.
But it was what Ted’s cock was doing that made it even hotter. It was almost like his ass had actually been made for fucking and the weird thing was he’d never known it until just that moment but there was Ted with his hands on Don’s hips and he was fucking his ass and Don knew he just couldn’t wait until Ted finally came inside his wanton ass.
Oh God. Who was going to cum first. Ted or Martin? All Don knew was that he couldn’t wait to find out.
It was Martin. His fingers gripped and twisted Don’s hair and as much as that hurt, it was totally mitigated by the fact that he was cumming in Don’s willing mouth.
But then hey, Ted wasn’t all that far behind because even as Don was lapping up Martin’s gooey yumminess, Don felt Ted groan and that’s when Don learned just how hot it was to have a man cum in your ass.
He shouldn’t like it, Don tried to tell himself. He shouldn’t like it, and yet ...
He’d rolled over onto his back, his cock still as long and hard as it had ever been. He shouldn’t like it and yet he did.
And there was Martin, crouching between his legs and sucking his cock into his mouth and Don couldn’t help but groan and then there was Ted wanting Don to suck his cock and suddenly, Don realized the truth. It didn’t matter what he should or shouldn’t like. He knew what he did like and what he liked was cocks. Lots and lots of cocks with all kinds of juicy cum. That’s what Don liked.