Being the f in an utterly unexpected mmf encounter at conference | 2016

I’m a f 28 of the geeky and moderately socially awkward type. While feminine in physique and appearance, friendship and sociality with men just comes much easier to me than female friendship. Don’t get me wrong, I like women and (very) occasionally even sleep with them (no, none of that is part of this encounter), it’s just that my close friends have always naturally been men as I often struggle to relate to women and find fitting in with girly girls rather hard work. I’ve been reading stories on here for a while and thought maybe you’d enjoy an f perspective on an mmf encounter for a change. And yes, by mmf I do refer to all of us getting involved with each other rather than two guys taking turns on me while finding each other gross or whatever. If that’s not your thing, no worries but best not continue!

This friend of mine, he might be my best friend and I will for my intents and purposes here call him Ben, and I have worked together for the past ten years or so and are pretty close. We’re both quite shy socially but hit it off as we had a chance to gradually get to know each other in a work environment. Our friendship has had a FWB component for the past couple of years, that just kind of happened naturally and feels totally right and problem free. It’s difficult to describe exactly, we’re definitely more than just fuckbuddies, but neither of us would characterise our relationship as conventionally romantic or couply, hence my choice of the term friendship. As we’re not officially in a traditional relationship we don’t have any kind of agreement about monogamy, open relationship or other arrangement. That may seems an odd thing to mention here, because why would we? But given that we’ve spent so many years being quite close, and also sleep together, many people around us unquestioningly assume we’re a couple. As we’re also both not the most outgoing people on earth, we don’t really have that many other sexual partners and sometimes, I’ll admit, it kind of feels like some sort of unspoken betrayal when I’m attracted to someone else and act on it.

The night I’m recounting here happened almost a year ago and is probably my favourite sexual encounter, or at least ranks way up there. And that’s not only because it was an amazing night but also because the dynamics of that night had a profound impact on the non-conventional relationship between Ben and me in a way that still gives me tingling sensations when I think about it. It all happened when Ben and I spent a few days in Berlin for the re:publica 14. We met Lukas on the first day, had a casual chat after one of the talks. Nothing particularly interesting per se, just talking about some of the audience questions and the event in general. Also, nothing that would have required a follow-up, just geek chitchat. Now I don’t know how familiar you are with these kinds of events, but I find it always turns out that despite there being a few thousand attendees, you end up bumping into and/or noticing the same few people over and over again. As it happened, this time Lukas was one of these select few that caught my eye more than others. We casually saw him between talks, bumped in to him while queuing for lunch, brushed past him once on our way out. After a while I noticed signs of recognition from his side as well, but no further conversations ensued initially. Busy days.

On our last day, we decided to take it a little easier and explore the social side of the conference some more. While we were hanging out in one of the lounge areas, having drinks and enjoying the DJ, there he is. Again. This time, all in a more chilled out mood and set for moderate tipsiness, I queue up behind him for another drink and tell him that it oddly feels like we’ve become friends over the past few days, considering how often we’ve crossed paths. Not a great line, I’m aware, but it is what it is. He looks at me, laughs and then it’s his turn at the bar. I thought that might just be it, but when he’s done ordering drinks, he turns around, hands me a shot and slightly awkwardly toasts “to friendship”. We drink up, laugh, and for lack of intelligent things to say, I tell him to wait until I’ve ordered drinks for myself and Ben. I bought three additional shots and asked Lukas to join us, having no idea whether he was with people or even up for it at all. It turns out he was attending the conference alone and actually quite glad to have someone to hang out with that evening. We have the shots, Ben is a little surprised but seems quite comfortable around Lukas. We spend a few hours talking, drinking, having a good time. It turns out that we have quite a few shared interests and find similar things funny. The music is great, so I get up and dance a little by myself, Lukas joins me on his way back from the bar. It’s quite casual, no steamy grinding or touching, it’s really not that kind of environment. Just casual dancing, but all the while he looks at me quite intensely and I hold his gaze. We keep dancing like this for a little while, and that’s when I first wonder where this might lead. And by that I mean nothing like what ensued a while later, but was rather thinking whether the two of us might meet up again at a later date; whether I’d even want that; whether I should suggest it and so on. I panicked a little inside, postponed the decision, and went back to where Ben was sitting with Lukas in tow.

The lounge had filled up a little and we now all sat on the same sofa, next to one another with Ben in the middle, leaning in to have a conversation despite the music. After a while I notice that Lukas has casually placed his hand on Ben’s shoulder while talking, and is now gently moving it to the nape of his neck. The conversation continues but Lukas looks at me with the same intense gaze we had going before I fled the dance floor. He begins to caress Ben’s neck and hairline and I almost physically shiver while seeing his look, his hand on Ben. Ben, meanwhile, appears almost uncharacteristically nonchalant throughout this unexpected situation. He knows me well though, and I am certain he reads me like an open book from the restricted section. After we finish that round of drinks, Lukas asks whether he should get more, but Ben suggests we could go to our room and chill there, as we still have an almost untouched bottle from the duty free that’s waiting to be finished. My brain is still not prepared to process the possibility of anything sexual going down that night. Everyone agrees to move it to our room though, as we’re not in a dancing mood and it was getting quite loud and crowded at the lounge.

We don’t talk much on the way, only that we wished the conference would last a day or two longer, as we’d all be travelling home the next day. We arrive in our hotel room a few minutes later. I use the bathroom and freshen up a little, expecting to come out to find drinks poured and the guys sitting in the armchairs by the window. When I open the door, however, I find Ben sitting on the armrest of a chair, his eyes closed and head tilted back to touch Lukas’ chest. Lukas is standing right behind him, practically leaning against him and giving his shoulders a massage. Ben is oblivious to my re-appearance and keeps his eyes closed. Lukas yet again looks me deep in the eyes while I walk to the other chair and let myself fall into it. I just sit there not knowing what to make of this development. There is something deeply erotic about watching such intimacy between two men, so I decide to enjoy the show while it lasts. To my surprise, Ben opens his eyes, sees me and for a split second puts on a tiny mischievous smile. He leans back onto Lukas’ chest and lets out a hint of a moan in response to the massaging hands loosening a tense spot. I can’t tell whether Lukas is merely leaning in for a more forceful knead, but it certainly looks like his lips are brushing Ben’s ear and hair in the process. What I really want to do at that point is put my hand down my leggings and touch myself while watching them. But I’m somehow still unsure whether this is indeed turning into that kind of situation, or whether I’m just a little drunk and horny. I’m an idiot (I know that, but feel free to tell me so in the comments anyway).

In a fairly swift move Lukas reaches over Ben’s shoulders and pulls his t-shirt over his head. He continues to rub is shoulders initially but expands the territory and softly nuzzles his neck and the back of his head. Ben opens his eyes and beckons me to come over. I join them, approaching Ben from the front to kiss him. He puts his arms around me and rests his hands in the small of my back. Contained in that kiss and embrace is a confirmation that we’re as close as we ever were and in this together, that we (whatever we are) are in fact up for adventures like this, together. I look up to Lukas, who is now caressing Ben’s upper body all over and leaning over his shoulder, and kiss him just a few centimetres from Ben’s face. This moment sort of broke the ice and we were all on the same page. I broke away from them to slowly remove my jumper and my leggings. I turned around, away from them and towards the bed and took off my bra and finally my panties. For a second I wished I’d worn something slightly sexier, or matching, but whatever. They were both moving towards me while I headed for the large bed and reclined into the many pillows. They both seemed eager to touch me, and as much as I wanted that too, I also wanted to watch them undress and touch each other more, so I jokingly said I felt vulnerable naked while they remained half dressed. They got the hint and, perhaps a little rougher than necessary, tore off each others’ remaining clothing. Ben started taking a little more initiative than he had so far and started exploring Lukas’ neckline and chest with kisses while their cocks rubbed together in embrace.

I knew he was partially doing it for my benefit, but could tell that he was getting really into it in his own right. When they lowered themselves to the bed and turned to include me, I realised how badly I wanted both of them and how wet I’d already gotten by now! I was craving the familiarity of Ben’s embrace and curious about Lukas. He didn’t seem like the type who did this regularly at all, yet felt perfectly at ease with the way things had developed. I’m not sure I can honestly put that down to the booze alone, there was just something about this slightly shy, slightly nerdy guy that utterly intrigued me. They both lay down beside me and started kissing my neck, with Lukas pretty quickly moving down to my nipples and sucking them somewhat harder than they are used to. I was either more eager than I realised, or they were both hesitant about how to proceed and shy about who should be doing what. To make abundantly clear that I was good with both of them doing pretty much anything at this point, I took Lukas hand and showed him how wet I was. He took the cue and got to work on my clit like a pro. Meanwhile I was stroking Ben’s dick and tried to manoeuvre him closer to my face. These things always look really self-explanatory on screen but in reality it is quite difficult to move, think, and act while a guy you’ve only just met and are really hot for is masterfully tongue circling your clit with a finger inserted. I was already near orgasm yet somehow managed to muster enough presence of mind to massage Ben’s balls while licking his tip. I honestly cannot recount all the details because it felt like so many things happened quasi-simultaneously. Lukas was still giving me oral but had put a finger in my ass at the same time, which had me near ecstatic. Ben saw that and I remember wondering whether his look meant that he was taking mental note for future reference, or was eager for Lukas to do the same to him.

Ben got condoms out and questioningly looked at me. I nodded, hardly able to contain myself any longer and he rolled on a condom. Lukas moved over to allow Ben to penetrate me. For a little while he was content to relax beside us and watch Ben fuck me. Soon he started caressing both of us and I noticed that Ben almost came when Lukas moved up behind him and reached down to massage his perineum from behind. He noticed the intensity of Ben’s reaction as well and started to work his balls more intensely and the area between his dick and anus until he inserted a finger in Ben’s butt like he had done with me before. The feeling of unity, of receiving and giving pleasure at the same time and of being part of a whole sort of pushed me over the edge and I came harder than I had in a long time. While I was still panting and trying to get some semblance of composure back to do my best for Ben, he came pretty spectacularly as well. I felt so relaxed, so good, so exhausted yet happy at the same time - I guess that’s what they call spent - that I could only smile and recline back into the pillows to recover. I think they both saw how much I had enjoyed the ride. Ben turned to Lukas and, for the first time, kissed him hard on the mouth. They lowered themselves down to the bed again, Ben’s head came to rest just below my breasts, of which he gently kissed the underside. Lukas started giving Ben a blow job but realised that he wasn’t quite this ready to play again.

I gathered all my courage and told them that a big fantasy of mine was to watch two men do anal, which took Ben a little by surprise. I guess he didn’t know about this voyeuristic side of mine. I could tell that he was curious to try anal but a little insecure at the same time. Lukas started moving his tongue down Ben’s back while playing with his balls from behind. With his tongue in Ben’s crack, just short of reaching his anus, Lukas moved his hand back and re-inserted a finger. Judging by the look on Ben’s face I was certain that he was well into the sensation and ready to experiment more. I went to the bathroom to find some lube in my vanity case and brought it back for Lukas, who slowly began lubing up. He was gently massaging and circling Ben’s anus to relax and ease him up. Meanwhile I positioned myself like before so I could see the action while Ben had access to my body at the same time.

Guys, I cannot adequately describe how hot it was to watch Lukas slowly and gently at first, more fiercely later on, fuck Ben right in front of me. The expression of deep satisfaction on Lukas face, the change in Ben’s face from curiosity mixed with anxiety to surprise at the sensation, to a moment of pain, and then to passion… I think it has something to do with vulnerability and power relations, with a man being dominated by another man, with affection for both of them, with gratitude for the experience, for making a fantasy come true. Whichever or all, it definitely got me going again and this time I followed my instinct and started to touch myself while watching. Ben graciously took over, rubbing me hard and rhythmically, and locked eyes with me throughout. He got me to come almost at the same time as Lukas, which made me feel even more connected to both of them. After that we were a little exhausted, it was getting quite late and we called it a night. After quick showers we went back to bed, cuddled up to each other and soon fell asleep. So that was that I guess. We all had to get up in a bit of a rush, pack and make a run for the airport and train station respectively. I love that the morning after, while a little hectic, was not awkward at all. Lukas got up first, took a quick shower and put last night’s clothes back on. Before leaving for his room to pack he jumped back onto the bed, between the two of us, put his arms around both of us, and simply said it was lovely to meet us. I turned his chin towards me and gave him a kiss goodbye, after which he turned to a slightly sleepy Ben to ruffle his hair and kiss his cheek, and that’s the last we saw of Lukas (offline).

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One thing we never discussed is whether Lukas is on reddit… I know Ben is here but would be very surprised if he read this sub. Surprise me? Lukas, if you read this and recognise yourself, know that it was amazing, thanks dude xx. And, in addition to being my first write-up of its kind, this was also an experiment in not getting into porny descriptions of everyone’s body and bits, as I often find that to be what turns me off rather than on in other stories and just doesn’t matter as much as the tension, intimacy and dynamics at play. Any thoughts on that?

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tl;dr had a mmf threesome with close friend and quasi-stranger at a conference, twas awesome, watching two men fuck has always been a fantasy of mine.