My (M) Tale of Voyeurism, Jealousy, and Miscommunication with My Roommates (MMF) | 2016

<!-- SC_OFF --><div class="md"><p>I don&#39;t know if this is necessarily the place to post this, but I&#39;ve been thinking about something that happened last year that I found kind of hilarious, now sort of removed from the situation. Of course, all the names have been changed.</p> <p>I was really good friends with a kid named Billy in junior high. Went to different elementary and high schools, and we really didn&#39;t keep in touch. Coincidentally, I ran into him at freshman orientation at an out-of-state university. We became best friends. We started rooming together sophomore year and didn’t stop for 5 years.</p> <p>A couple of years ago, he asked me if I&#39;d like to move in with him and his new wife. They invested in a really nice home in a really nice part of town, and were scraping together pennies, now that she pushed to finish her last year of grad school. I like his wife a lot. She&#39;s a terrific woman. She&#39;s super-nice, attractive, funny. I&#39;d be lucky to find a woman like her. I had just broken up with someone. The house was way nicer than the place I was staying, cheaper by half, and closer to my job. This was a no-brainer. I also didn&#39;t mind when a coworker of his, Mark moved in the month after me. Mark is an awesome guy. Mark just invested in a bar a couple of blocks away from where we lived. Drinks were cheap for us. Mark even got me laid a couple of times.</p> <p>So my job started a use it or lose it policy for vacation time. I had 5 weeks vacation stored up, and in January of last year I went to Southeast Asia for a month. I had a terrific time. Something happened while I was gone. The night I got back, we were all hanging out, and I was telling them about my trip. It was late, so I went to lay down. After a few minutes, I heard a knock on Billy and Sarah’s door above my room. I heard the three of them talking quietly for a little bit. I didn&#39;t really give it much thought until I was starting to drift, and I clearly heard Sarah ask, “Do you think he&#39;s asleep?”</p> <p>“He&#39;s gotta be,” Mark replied.</p> <p>I shot awake. Why on earth were they waiting for me to go to sleep?</p> <p>Then for the next hour I listened in on various grumbles and sexual noises being made. I didn&#39;t know quite to make of it until I heard Mark say, “God, you suck that cock so good.” I couldn&#39;t believe it. I was shocked. I almost wondered if I was hallucinating from all the travel. But no, I heard a threesome going on between Billy, Mark, and Sarah. She was making a completely different moan for Mark than when she was fucking just Billy. I could tell when she was fucking one or the other. Occasionally, her moans were muffled, which was clearly caused by having the other’s cock in her mouth. At first, I was flabbergasted. I had no real understanding to how this could possibly happen. I would&#39;ve never have taken Billy to share or for Sarah to be attracted to Mark. </p> <p>My jealousy began to grow, as I recalled 5 years prior, when Sarah was starting to spend a lot of time over at our old place. Out of left field, Billy went, “Please, don&#39;t fuck my girlfriend, dude.” I was taken off-guard. I used to tease Billy, when he&#39;d bring a girl home about how I was going to try to fuck her, regardless if I found her attractive or not. He would just laugh like I wasn&#39;t annoying him. I hadn&#39;t had the chance to crack the joke with Sarah yet. I was surprised though how he preempted me teasing him by asking me to not fuck Sarah. He clearly liked the girl, and I didn&#39;t blame him. To be an asshole, I asked him why I shouldn&#39;t. He told me that she had mentioned she found me to be cute, and he really liked her, so I shouldn&#39;t fuck her. I was flattered and respectful. I treated Sarah like a sister.</p> <p>It didn&#39;t stop me from being hurt though. I always sort of thought that if Billy was going to share Sarah, he&#39;d do it with me. She found me attractive. I&#39;m his best friend. If he was going to do it with someone else, it might be nice if he&#39;d get someone we didn&#39;t know so well. And why Mark? I was much better looking than that guy, plus I got along really well with Sarah.</p> <p>For the next week, they waited for me to go to bed, then would be patient until they felt I had fallen asleep, and proceed to double up on Sarah. In spite of my extreme jealousy, I found it insanely hot listening in on them, trying to imagine it being me instead of Mark. I gotta admit, I jacked off to thought of it, a lot. I could just picture fucking Sarah from behind with her nice round ass. Maybe, having her lips wrap around my cock as I watched her back her ass onto Billy’s dick. But it wasn&#39;t me though. It was Mark.</p> <p>After a couple of weeks, I started giving them the vibe like I knew without explicitly saying anything. I think they preferred that arrangement without me actually coming out and saying it. Slowly, they started becoming less clandestine about it, and would just retire to the bedroom, while I was watching television in the living room. They would do this 2-3 times a week.</p> <p>Okay, this is where it all unravels. Back in September, Sarah’s father had a heart attack, and she went to see him for a few days. One of those nights, Billy and I got shitfaced together. We were having a good time chatting when he asked me if he could take my spot in the garage. He had just bought a new Audi and was trying to justify how his brand new Audi deserved the garage more than my 4 year old Prius. He&#39;s not wrong, but he started sounding like he was entitled to it, because it was his house, not like “hey, can you do me a solid?” I got a little spiteful about his nerve, so I said I&#39;d give him the spot if he and Sarah started doing all the dishes. This is a running point of contention me and Mark have against Billy and Sarah. They are the worst about doing dishes. This just prompted more one-upsmanship of spite. You don&#39;t do this. You did this. I don&#39;t know why I said it, but ill-advisedly mentioned how I didn&#39;t appreciate how he just lets Mark fuck his wife. I at first started like it kind of offended my morals, but slowly devolved into me admitting that I was a little hurt by the fact it wasn&#39;t me. Billy laughed at me, and was just like “dude, you really don&#39;t get it.” What didn&#39;t I get? “Mark and I are bi.” I&#39;ve never felt so embarrassed in my life. I didn&#39;t know. He never admitted it to me. Then I replayed some of the things I heard said and sounds made, and it gave everything a whole new context. Most hilariously Billy saying, “no, I want you to lick it”. I can&#39;t believe I was so oblivious that I didn&#39;t get it then. While yes, Mark was still fucking Sarah, he was also having a turn on Billy. While I am completely comfortable with my sexuality, I found it weird that I was secretly masturbating to guy on guy sex.</p> <p>I apologized profusely for the next week, which Billy was just don&#39;t worry about it, but it got weird after that. Mostly because I couldn&#39;t get over how embarrassed I was. They stopped their threesomes after that. Sarah stopped talking so openly to me. Mark and I still hung out, but it just wasn&#39;t the same. I had started seeing a girl around this time, so I decided to spend nights over at her place. I moved in with her last month which wasn&#39;t such a great move, but it got me out of that awkward situation. I laughed about it the other day. It prompted me to text Billy. He thinks it&#39;s pretty funny too, and wants me to hang out again. Maybe, I can move back in.</p> </div><!-- SC_ON --> submitted by