[M]y audition to a threeso[m]e. | 2016

A bit of a backstory, bare with me Lately I've had this fantasy/desire to fucked and blown at the same time. Mind you, I'm straight and really like women, but for some unknown reason (and being married) I never really attract their attention. I'm 6ft, lean/slim, clean, intelligent, successful and well hung (guys love my cock and my ass). So I don't know what it is. But it wasn't till my first bi experience that I found out how much I like being rimmed. Which lead me back to this image

When I first saw that picture, I thought "I'd never want someone in my ass". After getting rimmed, I thought, "I think I want to try that". After getting fucked (it was mostly good, hitting my prostate) I thought "I want that AND a bj". Obviously the big problem is I can't find a female for these things, so I jump on a cell phone app to see about some male counterparts.

And that's where the story begins.

I was chatting most of the night at work, till I finally got off (work, mind you) without anyone really committing of meeting the right criteria for a threesome. As I head the car I check my messages one last time. Another new one (see, gays love me!). I figure I'll text back and quickly see what he wants. He asks questions most don't, make intelligent decisions that others didn't, makes a platonic "let's just meet and talk" suggestion that no one has. So since he was one the way home, we meet up.

We do just as he says, walk around and talk. He asked questions, mostly about the fantasy, and we finish up. Finish talking that is, he says he "wants to see more". He finds a dark, but public, area and asks to drop my pants. I started sporting a semi-hardon since he mentioned seeing more. My pants fell, and he was impressed. I know, he was looking at me like a piece of meat, but I didn't care. At all. This was about sex. I'm not attracted to guys, they just happen to be the ones open to this stuff.

He turns me around. Gives an approving "mmhmm" and starts fingering my ass. Nails were a little long, but it wasn't too bad. He bends me over on a nearby box. I'm getting a little hesitant. I need to be home soon, and I can't be smelling like sex. But he keeps exploring my inside and hitting the right areas, so I stay a bit longer. He finally reaches around and grabs my dick. I started to moan a bit. By now he's dirty talking, I'm not a big fan of it since he's no chick, but I let him continue since there was a little bit of communicating through it.

He turns me around and sits down. I thought he was going to take my cock into his mouth. He never did. He kept trying to pull me down, like to kiss me, which I avoided since I had no desire to do that. I say I have to go, and he says to give him 5mins and I'll be on my way. I reluctantly oblige. He already knew I was a bit more of a submission guy, so he tells me to grab his cock, as he stands up. I do, and in the darkness of the location, this was my first realization that he is well hung, especially for a short guy. He's uncut too, which helps as I stroke him. I crouch down and start blowing him. Wow, he is huge! He moans and enjoys it, which is great because no matter who I've given oral to, they've always enjoyed it (go me!). I grab his ass some, it's tight and toned, no surprise, and he almost starts face fucking me. No gagging, which is great.

Soon he wants to be put on top of a clean box behind me. He starts becoming dominate in telling me to do it. He challenges me to take control and be dominate myself. I'm almost torn because his challenge was meant to get what he wanted, not what I wanted. But I did it anyways. Good thing, because that box was better for us both.

As he laid back and I has his cock in my mouth, he calls me "daddy". Big no-no. I quickly correct him, and he has no problem backing off of that. He asks for me to rim him, but I'm not ready for it. I turn it down, but he asks for my fingers instead. 'Sure' I thought. His asshole felt, normal. I have no idea why I have these thoughts of weird assholes, but either way that was a relief. So I start fingering him, and wow, he can loosen up like a pussy. I quickly get two fingers in and start going after his prostate. He quivers and for a brief moment loses himself. I could tell he planned to be dominate (or 'top') for this encounter, but at this moment he actually felt a ton of pleasure (go me! again).

He asks me to spit on his cock, which I do, and he runs into a few more dirty talking no-no's. It looked like he realized what I'm for, and against. He asked if I wanted his cum, which I didn't, and in another minute he was jumping off the box and standing with his back to me as he blew his load all over the ground. Even in almost the pitch blackness of the night, I could see it firing off. "Impressive", I told him. He tried to lean back into and embrace, I'm pretty sure I didn't warmly receive him, but I didn't push him away either. We stood for a minute, while he recovered, and finally parted ways. He dressed, I pulled my pants up, and we walked out of the area.

He reiterated how well endowed I was and that it was no surprise my wife married me. I said "thanks" and chuckled, while thinking "everyone has their own struggles". He said that I would be very good for a threesome and knows some people that can make it happen. We soon parted paths with a silence, maybe awkward, maybe not. I drove home, and did my best to get the smell of sex off of me.