MWM Bisexual Musings Ch. 09b

Donnie and Dave fall into Bro-mance in MWM Bisexual Musings Ch. 09. It amps up from here.

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"You need to shower," Dave said, getting up holding out his hand. My eyes looked at his whole body, lean for late 40s, muscular, a couple of inches taller than my 6'2" frame. I felt self-conscious, my extra pounds around the waist, though fitter than most at 60, I actually stopped and stammered for a moment.

"I should probably get back and...."

"Nonsense, you need to wash my scent off you, don't want your wife, Mel, to be smelling man musk."

He was purposeful, pulling me towards the bathroom in his basement, our bodies naked, his cock dangling and bouncing. I was in that post nut space where you clearly doubt or clearly think about a situation and, truthfully, I was a little ashamed, feeling guilty. Pulling me into the bathroom, he shut the door, turned on the water and turned, looking at my eyes, downcast, not making the eye contact we had been for two rounds of golf.

He walked towards me and I moved backwards hitting the door. I would have probably run out, my mind thinking to get the handle, I looked down for it and reached out.

His hand abruptly stopped its motion.

"Listen to me, Donnie," He said squeezing my wrist, his hip pushing into my side, the one closest to the handle, pinning me into the corner. "I'm very discrete, and knowing I'm your first, you don't even have to tell me or confirm it to me, is very hot!"

Our eyes were now locked again, the bourbon still on our breath, the smell of sex emanating from his mouth and my arse. I felt the cum and I felt his cock pushing towards me, still limp.

It was instantly very hot, my mouth watering waiting for a kiss, the steam from the shower starting to roll into the small space. I began to get hard first, poking at his thigh; his hand quickly moving to it, rising, stroking it, holding my gaze.

"Welcome to the other side, Donnie," he said, pushing on my shoulders. I slid down the wall with him looking intently down at me. "I bet you've had a cock in your mouth before, but none like this."

He held his out, still limp, though showing signs of life, his belief he was about to be my first fuelling strong desire. I was glad he was aggressive, dominant in his approach to me, otherwise I'd have been a few miles down the road already.

He pushed it towards me, a finger prying at my mouth which opened and the flaccid flesh met my tongue. I closed on it, moved my hand instinctively to the base of his shaft, I folded and tucked all of it inside my mouth.

"Mmmm... beautiful, Donnie." His hands were in my hair, moving my head around, telling me he was still directing, and the flesh began to fill, pushing to the back of my throat and slipping out of my lips while it grew. "Wet me, Baby, like every porn star, use your mouth's wetness to prep me."

"Gmfft.... Spt!"

I released his cock, spat down on it, sucked around it gathering the body of my spit, then drizzling it down on his cock. My lips pursed looking down at its magnificence. I rubbed the spit in and pulled up more, with more body less liquid, doing the same, repeating, gathering that which did not rub into him.

"GohhhD... You're a natural!" Dave said, looking down watching me ready him, my hand rubbing, lips gathering, spitting downward and repeating, my hand sliding easier and easier. The steam building in the shower was making the room cloudy.

"Gmmft!"

He had pushed in, my throat taking an inch more than I thought I'd ever get.

"Hold still right there"

"GMMMFFTT!"

He pushed half his cock down my throat, my head angled perfectly.

"GMMMFTT! GMMFT!"

He pushed forward, 2/3rds inside, then pulled back and thrust his weight forward.

"GMMMFFFT!!!"

Dave was balls deep, my eyes looking up through the strain. He looked so pleased, knowing where my mind was, my cock so hard, my desire so high, loving that I was his host, taking his cock deep into my throat.

"Gmmmft! Ohhh!"

He pulled out and took my hand again.

"I will fill your stomach in the shower."

I hadn't noticed that the shower was the length of the room, dual heads and a long bench on the ornate tile. Dave pulled me almost off balance, finally kissing me in front of the open glass, his hips guiding me into the middle of the dual streams hitting us; a little bit hot at first at our waists.

"Slide down," he said, his hands on my shoulders, my butt moving in front of the bench. His hands were pushing my shoulders onto the bench, his crotch and wetted cock moving to my face. I opened and he was in my mouth pushing back, lifting one leg up and finding the perfect angle.

In an instant he was sliding down my throat, the water hitting my shoulders. I loved his control, his direct instruction, no hesitation, he was taking me.

"Gmmft! Gmmmft!"

He pushed and pulled back, pushed and pulled back, getting a rhythm established from the jump. I squirmed below him, taking each thrust, trying to find the most comfortable position, while holding steady letting him fuck my mouth.

"Gmmft! Gmmmft! Gmmft! Gmmmft!"

I pumped myself for his pleasure, indoctrinating me, defining our dynamic and filling my month with the pent-up sexual frustration from cancelled dates and broken promises.

"Gmmft! Gmmmft!"

My hands found his hip on one side and his calf on the bench, I held tight, I let him pull back and thrust down, his balls hitting my lip sliding down my chin with every full push. I was taking it all, I was a great cock sucker, I pulled into him with every thrust.

"Ohhh. Donnie!"

"Gmmft! Gmmmft! Gmmft! Gmmmft!"

I took him again and again, I didn't think it would end, I felt the edge of the bench, having to readjust, just when I thought he'd fuck me all afternoon in this position.

"Gmmft! Gmmmft!"

"OHHH! DONNIEEE!!!"

I pushed in deep and felt the warmth shoot down to my stomach, deep inside my throat. I resisted the urge to pull off, relaxed, watched the orgasm shape his face, his eyes closed, then in a quick moment, opened again.

"Mmmm..."

He pulled out of me, the feeling of the receding flesh sliding out of my throat was a first and it was magical, my cock still hard. I felt committed to this and anything this man wanted to introduce me to, I was all in at that moment.

He pulled me up, pushing me under the water, his body covering mine from behind, he took the soap and washed me, shampoo in my hair, his limp cock pressing against my arse, his hand stroking me, faster and faster.

He turned my body so that the water was in both our faces, his mouth on mine kissing my cum soaked mouth, tongues dancing, his hand stroking faster and faster.

"Ohhh...." I moaned into his mouth. "Dave... oh...."

My cock released its burden, the cum shot up between us and was washed away down the drain. I was this man's bitch and I loved it! He kept kissing me through the release, through the 'after blowing my load' regret, handing me the soap, I washed him.

Soon he shut off the water, moved to the bathroom and in the cloudy room we dried each other off. We didn't speak, not for a long time, just playing off each other's needs after a long shower, after cumming twice each.

Walking naked into the bar area, the AC was chilly; we both dressed and went back to the bar.

"Well?" Dave asked with a smile, pouring another shot of bourbon, handing it to me. I thought of my words and instead raised a glass.

"Too life altering events!"

"To new relationships!" Dave added, staring deep into my soul.

We touched the shot glasses and downed the bourbon. He waited for me to talk, he'd opened the conversation and we had two similar statements, he wanted my words first.

"Discrete?"

"Yes."

"This wasn't a one-time thing?"

"Oh no, I feel your need sitting here right now. You want me again and again."

"True."

"How?"

"It's not so hard, just trust me."

I put my head in my hands, my stomach felt guilt, desire, shame and a dirty satisfaction all at the same time.

"Can I ask you a question?" Dave said, coming round the bar, putting his hand on my back, my head turning to his face.

"Shoot."

"I've listened to you and Mel talk about needing your bathroom redone," he said. "I did this one down here, I get 1-2 days off during the week. Can I be your contractor?"

I paused, looked at him, thought about that and how available I could be during the day, but also Mel's schedule.

"That might work, I mean I can get away some, but she works from home some days."

"Even better," his smile began to creep up.

"Oh... no... I mean..."

"She's hot, Donnie... I'm 100% bisexual."

"I never thought..."

"Here's what we're going to do..."

Dave saw the compliance in my eyes, the curiosity in my face, I'd never thought to unleash this or any man on her, but we were here and if it meant seeing Dave more, I was at least going to listen.

He explained it perfectly. I was to go home and talk about the golf and having to drive him home, seeing his bathroom, finding out he was a contractor on the side. He'd give us a discount.

"I'll come over, I'll begin to be flirty at yoga and when I'm there," He said. "In the meantime, you'll have to prime her a little by upping your sex game with her and talking about me positively. You can even talk about me and how 'if' you were gay or bi or whatever you'd like to see me naked. stuff like that."

Dave went on to say he'd wear tight shorts or sweats and it wouldn't be difficult to get hard, let her know what he had down there.

"I'll find an angle and that may be either talking about your deficiencies or her desires, shit like that," He said, walking me to my car. I had to get going.

"At some point I'll force a kiss, she'll not tell you and then I'll let you know and you'll be more of a dick to her," He said. "She'll either turn to me or I'll force a little more than a kiss."

"Say what?"

"She'll want it, like you, and I'll just take it..."

"Hmmmm"

*********

'I'll just take it' was stuck in my head all the way home. Did he just take it from me? I felt like a willing participant, except in the bathroom at first. Was that 'taking it'?

I was an hour ahead of Mel, got home and did some laundry, was nervous, guilty, excited! My cock grew hard every time I thought about Dave's cock down my throat, in my arse, his mouth on me, his hand stroking me.

Thinking of him and Mel, my cock grew harder, and when I turned to greet Mel home from her day, she looked down.

"Geez... I know it's been a while," she put the groceries down. "What have you been thinking about?"

"You..."

I moved to kiss her but she was reluctant; her list of 'to do' jobs in her head was a long list so she ducked under me and I found myself grabbing her wrist.

"Donnie!"

"Mel, it's been a while and I have been thinking about you," I pulled her in, she resisted a moment and I thought 'I'll just take it' and moved in for a kiss. Her body was rigid at first and then melted into me when my hand found her breast.

"I won't be long, you know that..."

Planned yet unplanned, I pushed her with my body, our mouths joined, into the bedroom.

"Geez, could you mmfftt!" I pushed my mouth on hers talking, my hands pulling at her yoga pants.

"I want you, Mel."

"I see that," she said, my hands pulling down my shorts, my cock harder than it had been in months.

She had a doubtful look shimmying off her tight leggings, her panties inside them, we tossed off our tops and I pushed inside her slightly moist pussy.

"Ohhh..." I pushed through the friction and was balls deep.

"Ahhh... Ohh..." it got comfortable, her legs twisted around mine, her body strained and she got her first orgasm fairly quickly. "Ohhhh... Donnie...."

'I'll take her'

Her eyes got too conscious, she often came fast and then was just there. I had made my mind up to throw her a curve ball. We hadn't fucked doggie in several years, I pulled out undoing our legs, turned her quickly.

"What the... Ohhhh"

I pushed inside her, holding her hips up before she could protest.

"Donnie, wait I... Ohhhhh... Mmmmmm"

I fucked her hard from the start.

"OHH! OHH! AHH! OHH!"

My thighs slapped hers. I imagined getting it from Dave like this - we were missionary when he took my cherry.

"Ahh! Ahh! AHH! OHH! YESS!"

She orgasmed for the first time in almost 30 years with me from behind."

I wasn't done.

Numb from two orgasms that afternoon, I rode her hard for 30 minutes, sweat beading up on both of us, her arid pussy wet for the first time in years, my cock plunging in again and again.

"OHH! OHH! AHH! OHH!"

She looked back; her face frantic. I think she orgasmed a third time in there at one point and I felt myself ride.

"Jesus, Donnie, FINISH!"

"Ohhh"

I pushed inside and unloaded. Kissing her neck, then pushing on her hips sliding out of her and then I backed away, got dressed and went out into the living room.

I heard her in the bathroom, cleaning out my cum, getting dressed. She hung out for a minute and then came out and began to put away the groceries. She wasn't looking at me, she was processing an event that in 30 years hadn't happened. She was a good study on behaviour and I knew she was trying to figure out what had gotten into me.

"What the hell was that?" she said in a lower tone, not angry, just wanting to cut to the chase.

"You've been on my mind a lot lately."

She paused, thinking, putting things away, her eyebrows furrowed.

"I hope you enjoyed it..." I said, trying to move to the positive side.

"Parts of it, yes."

"Wait, why not all of it?!" I said getting up, getting angry. It had been over 20 years since she revealed she had abusive boyfriends and giving up control, be it doggie or oral sex, felt demeaning. I'd requested it lightly, rarely doing either for that time. Our first date she sucked me off, and allowed oral sex while dating, from that conversation on we weren't much of a sexual match.

She teared up, like I had forgotten, her perception was her life. I had heard that a lot in her transformation over the last several years.

"I want to please you and I want to be pleased," I said telling her my perception. "I want to worship your body and try things and love you, and be dirty, naughty and love you as always."

I moved to her and hugged her.

There were no more words, and I thought I had gotten through, even maybe too good if Dave was going to use my ineptness to gain an 'in' with her. I wondered if I wanted that, if breaking through was going to satisfy my urges, my desires.

Even so, she couldn't give me what my mind went to that night - Cock.

*******

"No Donnie, that was perfect," Dave said through a messenger app he suggested and told me how to hide on my phone. "Be overly attentive, make big asks, be frustrated, put the pressure on and make it feel normal even if she's constantly turning you down."

"What, like ask for, ummm, anal and shit like that."

"Exactly!" he said. "Who knows she might give it up."

"Then we're closer and she'll be less likely...."

"I'll tell you when to be a dick. Did you tell her about me redoing your bathroom?"

"No..."

"Get on that and secondly, when am I seeing you this week?"

"What??"

"YOU want me, and don't cut me off."

"We just..."

"God damn it! Tell me when, I'm off Wednesday and Thursday or any time after 5pm this week. I'll make it work. BYE!"

Fuck.

******

"Mggftt! Ghhftt! Gift!"

My cock went deep into Mel's mouth, I pushed hard, held her head, I had coerced her after one too many 'Gin and Tonics', my cock pushing deeper than it had ever been. The look of panic and fear on her eyes, her hands pushing me back, my hips powering through her resistance.

I set up a date for tomorrow morning, Tuesday, and took a 1/4 day off work before he had appointments, going to his office early before his staff got there. It was easy to agree to, to set up and he directed me to try something with Mel.

"Why, I want you..." I said, knowing that he wanted a co-dependence for sex, not to pull me away, at least not yet.

He just sent a winking emoji

"AGGhfftt!"

Mel was trying to back off, I had pinned her body to the edge of the bed, she had no escape, her fingernails dug into me, the heat and hot, dirty sex I was forcing brought me to the edge.

"AGGHHHFFTT!"

I pulled out and exploded into her face, holding it inches away, her eyes angry, surprised, the second rope covered her cheek.

"FUCKER!" she slid away, the next hit the bed spread. "God DAMNIT!"

I stood there, my cock drizzling its cum onto the floor, her clean streak coming to the fore, looking around, grabbing my shirt, wiping her face. She then threw it on the ground -- pissed - and headed to the bathroom slamming the door. I heard the shower start, her drunk shock gone with the aggressive stuff of my cock forcing into her throat, having played around with her giving me head, rubbing her spit into it, then jamming it down.

She came out, last night's PJs on, not looking at me and rolled over with her back to me going to sleep.

I fell asleep satisfied, almost chuckling to myself, accomplishing both pushing her boundaries, getting off and getting her mad at me all at the same time.

"Trifecta" I said calling Dave, telling him of my cock stuffing. I had told her at dinner, getting her drunk, about his talent for doing bathrooms and I was supposed to set up a night for him to come over.

"Amazing... it's actually a quad billing, forcing her on top of that," he went on to mentioning pushing her past her wishes again. "You going to sneak attack her from behind next?"

We both laughed, then focused on us.

"You hard yet," he asked, springing my cock to life.

"I am now," I rubbed my crotch. "Can we do the whole roleplay thing, you give me a physical and just get handsy."

"You read my mind, in case someone comes in early, but it shouldn't be a problem."

"Fuck I'm so hard for you," I said aa I hung up and ended the call.

I pictured taking it from behind across the table; face to face on the table; on all fours on the floor; taking his cock fully. My stomach bounced with free anticipation, the cover of an appointment, she could track me on Life 360, I was seriously going to an appointment or a well check.

I met the cleaning person at the door, she nodded and I went inside stating, "I've got an early physical."

She nodded with no expression and moved on to her car.

"Rosie has no concept of what I do and when, I just made sure she was on her way," Dave said, he was in scrubs, a PA and he was simply going to give me a physical, with added probes. "Down the hall, last room on the right."

I walked, he stopped to get a one of those metal folders, clanking it open, I turned to go inside and he got a pen.

"I've got more repeat clients just putting a scale in the room instead of announcing weight on the way back," Dave said, pointing to the height and weight scale. "Go ahead and strip, since we're doing a BMI today, using ultrasound readings all over your body."

I quickly stripped, my cock reducing the professionalism, his voice a doctor, then placing his hand on my arse, pushing me up. His smile reenergized my erection, filling it with blood.

"Don't worry, it won't add weight, it's coming from other places," He reached around and stroked me, let go and let the reading happen. "Hmmm. 216 and 6'2". We'll see the BMI but I'm guessing we're looking at suggesting a 20-pound regimen."

I moved me to the table, his hands always close to something, my lower back, my arse cheeks, brushing my cock, making eye contact and smiling, still taking measurements. He looked at my file online, gave me some booster vaccines for COVID and Pneumonia, complimented me on getting my shingles shots.

I looked at the clock and the large hand was rounding 7 a. m., he had said people come in around 7:30, sometimes 7:15. He noticed me looking.

"Don't worry Baby, the door is locked and it says occupied," Dave put the metal folder down and moved to me. "Let's get the BMI readings and then give you what I so badly need to give you."

I smiled and he got the jelly out and began to put the cream on spots, taking readings that automatically recorded, he moved swiftly, down my shoulders, back, side rolls, legs and back up, making sure he put cream over my hole, inserting a couple fingers.

"Ohhh..." I moaned, it was so dirty, yet efficient, actually getting information I sorely needed.

He finished up my front, around my neck and back down, then he stood back, handed me a towel, and motioned for me to rub in the cream. I bent over, holding my legs, I immediately felt his hands turning me to face the exam table, opening the front of his scrubs, his cock out and he placed it to my hole.

"Not too loud, Precious," he said pushing forward.

"Ohhhh... Doctor..."

"That's PA to you." Dave thrusted forward, knowing I could take it, pushing deep inside me. "Mmmm, I love my bitch's hole."

"Mmmmm... talk dirty to me Dave, in my ear.... ohhh"

"I christened your man cunt and soon I'll have Mel's"

"OHHH! AHHHHH!"

Dave had thrust forward, pulled back and slammed into me.

"You'll both be my bitches..."

"Ohhh... Yes... oh..." I held my cries, his cock hitting my spot perfectly, I felt the release, I didn't try to hold it, his hand moved down, gathering some as he fucked my arse.

"Mmmmm, you're so hot for my cock, you'll forever want bread!" He moved his fingers with the watery juice in it to my mouth, I sucked and lapped at my discharge.

"Ohh! Ohhh! Ohhhh!" I wanted to scream, instead I breathed it. I imagined my wife taking him, my cock swelled and released more, he fed it to me, stroking after, it was creamy.

"Cum in my hand Baby, cum for Daddy," He said, staying dirty, his cock playing my hole perfectly it built up and I released. "YES!"

The warmth in his hand was three shots long, he pushed inside me and filled my arse.

There was a knock on the door.

"Finishing up, Claire!" David said loudly, but calmly.

"Okay, sorry we had this booked for our 7:30 and they're already here."

"Take 212, I believe it's open"

We both giggled, my cock leaking on the floor, his pulling out of my hole. I got dressed and helped him wipe down the room. We finished, threw the wipes in the garbage can, and laughed again, looking in the mirror making sure we were put together.

"Claire is going to go over your charts and suggest a workout regime like I said," Dave winked, and patted my arse. "You'll like her."

I moved out into the waiting area and about five minutes later, a short brunette, about 42 with large breasts that pushed into her uniform, smooth skin that looked ageless and a pleasant smile.

"Donnie Gregory?"

"Yes. here."

I showed my hand, my awkward attempt not to look down into her chest noticed as she led me to an office.

"Mr. Olson wanted me to prescribe a wellness plan for you," she said. "And I checked your insurance will cover the first three months."

"Awesome,"

I had smiled at her giggle after saying 'three months' enjoying her personable traits.

Claire had to work through some things, explaining what to do, how many and when and soon I had a folder with all the particulars.

"At the end of the three months we'll bring you in to check your progress and go from there," she said, then her grin turned to a serious look. "You'd better do well; you don't want to get nurse Claire upset."

I looked into her serious eyes, the past three days had been such a whirlwind, I didn't doubt she was serious.

"Just kidding!" her bubbly spirit returned, holding my eyes almost giving both the serious and the bubbly at the same time.

I paid my co-pay, Claire helping me through the process, her interest almost too intense, though I was leaking cum and my cock was dribbling some too.

"See you in three months... if not before," she said with a smile.

"Jesus Christ. What was that?" I said, picking up the call from David as I got into the car. "She all but humped me."

"Long story, not for today, Okay I'm coming over to measure out your bathroom and get your vision for how you want it so I can get started," he said.

"Yes, David... get started on the bathroom or seducing Mel?"

"Yes, on both counts. I'll be there somewhere around 8 p. m., maybe have her have a couple of drinks," David said. "Ummm, I imagine she'll be in yoga gear; she does workouts after work."

"Correct."

"See you tonight, and oh by the way, you felt magnificent on my cock."

"Mmmm..."

*******

"I'll be ready. I think I see him" Mel shouted, I was downstairs straightening up, laying out our design ideas, getting some drinks ready to be made in our bar.

I properly prepared Mel, pumping David up, talking up his physical and the workout program, describing his bathroom and where the similarities with what we wanted were. We had gone to a design lab and they spit something out that was pretty generic. We had spent a couple of months adding and subtracting, then lost sight of doing the project.

"Shit, he biked here!" Mel said, looking out of the small side window.

"He did? Wow!"

"Hey!" she shouted at him opening the door. If she only knew what we had done that morning, done on Saturday, and what we wanted to be doing with her soon.

He handed me a toolbox and a three-ring binder of designs he'd done over the years. He also had a backpack with drawing books and drawing tools, other folders and everything needed to get measurements to get something done tonight.

"Thanks," he said to Mel, who took his backpack. We walked into the basement, settling things and then looking around at each other.

And there it was.

He wore spandex, his cock beautifully outlined, flaccid, yet still probably seven inches, curled upwards. I could feel Mel looking at it, then looking towards me, but I kept my eyes on David.

"Thanks for doing this. Do you really think you can get something drafted up tonight?"

It was summer and the nights were long, he'd arrived about 7:30 p. m. and lived a good 15 miles away, an hour or so on a bike. We lived right off a bike path so it was safe and he had indicated he would try to bike here.

"No sweat, unless your tastes are too demanding!"

"We're screwed," I said, looking at Mel, whose face was still pointing at his cock, looking up at me barely catching the joke.

"I'm going to go use said bathroom, the water's running through me," he said, went in and closed the door.

"My God. That's a cock," Mel said, prompting me to look down insecurely, then up at her. "He might as well be wearing nothing."

"Are you complaining?"

"I mean, no, but WTF?"

"No different than a wresting singlet, all bikers wear tight spandex."

"No wonder he's divorced."

"Hey, ready to go?" David said bursting out of the door.

I mixed us some drinks. We measured, looked through books, looked at our things, Mel's eyes kept drifting to his shorts, I'd stare at her until she looked up and waved me off.

David was good, narrowing choices, showing others, blending ours with drawings of his and some contemporary looks. We had a drawing; he had measurements to plug into his drawing software and then he was packing up. His things were plentiful and I helped him out of the front door towards his bike.

"Make sure you push the fact she was staring at my cock all night and would she want something that big since, well..."

"I'm not there, I know, a good couple..."

"At least three..."

"Thanks. Okay, shorter I get it."

"At the end of the day you have to plant the seed that you think it's okay if she wants something that big from me, or anyone else."

"Got it, I think I can pull that off; I almost asked her while you were in the bathroom."

"Then fuck her good, nothing to outrageous to start, but then slam what you've got into her until you bust one.

"Will do..."

"Still thinking of your tight hole," Dave said, then sped off.

"Still thinking of swallowing that cock," I said to no-one.

*****

"Mmmmm, Donnie," She purred, my cock sliding out of her. I had banged her hard and noticed she hadn't cum, but I did, just thinking of the conversation we hadn't yet had.

I had a different strategy; one where I would leave her unsatisfied, giving me an easier path into the' Dave's large cock' conversation.

"Sorry Baby, I mean..."

"You were going so fast, I've told you..."

"Yeah, slow down, I get it... but is it something else?"

"What do you mean?"

Between now and the time Dave arrived, did your mind ever imagine what a cock like that would feel..."

"Stop it, I don't care."

"Seriously, though."

"Stop..."

I let her word hang in the air. We lay naked in the bedroom, the fan going even with the AC on.

"Okay..."

I let that word sit.

"You can't blame me for wondering what it would feel like, I mean something like what we just did, except...."

"I know when I'm at my peak and pushing hard, not pulling back, you react, well, more..."

"If what was showing wasn't erect, there would be a difference."

"I wouldn't blame you if you ever..."

"What??! Fucked Dave??"

"No.. no.. if you WANTED to fuck Dave, or any big cock."

"Donnie Gregory!"

"Just sayin!'"

"Goodnight!"

I turned and smiled. I put it on her, gave her the kitchen pass.

*****

I didn't contact or meet up with Dave the rest of the week. He wasn't scheduled to come and do any work until next week. I messaged him reporting on the progress and the green light I gave her to fuck him, or any big dick she wanted.

"Christ, you flat out told her to do so?" David said. "I won't be out there until next Wednesday and Thursday."

"I'm not coming to Yoga Saturday so be sure to flirt with her afterwards, wait until the ladies leave, maybe follow her to the coffee place," I said. "Make some insinuations or even get a little creepy."

"See if she tells you?"

"Yeah, it will be good either way."

"I'll do all of that, but won't get creepy or make an ask, unless she goes down that path."

"That's kinda what I meant, lead her just a 1/2 step closer to the edge and see if she looks over."

"Damn, those materials can't come soon enough." Dave said, then made another ask. "Can we go golfing, meet at a course, leave your phone in your car and head to a motel Tuesday or Wednesday afternoon after work?"

"Oooo, that's hot," I said, my cock getting hard. "I think I can swing that."

(Laughing on the other side)

"You're such a naughty, eager bitch boy of mine."

"Don't you forget it!"

*****

The rest of the week flew by and Mel packed up for Yoga, I used an excuse about needing to get some work done, but all I really did was pace, do a little yard work, and wonder what Dave and her were talking about after the flow.

Normally we'd go shopping, bike or do something after coffee. I watched her on Life 360 and she spent a good 40 minutes there before leaving. I felt good, that Dave was setting her up for his constant contact in our house and his more than aggressive moves.

I got a message from him - "Just play stupid or play along, don't admit or suggest anything!"

The phone startled me ringing in my hand.

"Hey!" I said to Mel.

"So, what did YOU think of Dave's cock the other night?"

"What??"

"We had coffee afterwards, well it started at the studio, but well..... shit! Just meet me at Red's Ale house for brunch" She said, an anxious, almost giddy pace to her voice.

"Sure, see you in 20," I ended the call and immediately called Dave.

"She brought it up..." he said, knowing I'd just heard from her.

"Brought up what? She asked what I thought about your cock suspended in spandex and now I'm meeting her for brunch."

"If you stick to these three rules, it will be amazing. First, don't suggest anything; play dumb if she asked about golf or anything. I mean you can answer her questions, just to reveal that it all led to hot fucking and third..."

"Play along..." I said cutting him off. "I think it's best you don't tell me much more."

"Agreed, and I just wanted to let you know the date that ditched me is coming this weekend," Dave said. "I'll have to have you two meet! CeYa!"

Damn... I felt a little jealous, but I'm fucking my wife at home more now that I met Dave. I forgot about it and focused on what it is she could be after. I'd decided I'd admit it although it was large and hot, just go with that and nothing more.

"Hey, how was Yoga?"

"We had 15, so it's a good thing you weren't there," she said, as we were seated, got some mimosas and ordered, just talking about errands and things.

"Cheers!" I said, our traditional move with brunch.

"Okay, Dave was there and he was, well, very attentive," Mel said. "He lingered talking to me or some of the other ladies, leaving with me and asked where it was YOU got me coffee every time, and if I was going there."

"I told him, pointed up the street and he asked if I minded if he joined me," Mel said. "I really didn't think much, other than he was complimenting me at the studio, my flow, how I did things.

"Okay..."

"We got coffee and he asked if I wanted to sit and talk bathroom, he had a couple of questions."

"Perfect."

"We talked about the bathroom for a while, who was going to paint; if we were or he was and confirmed what we talked about for colours.

Then he looked up at me and began to apologize."

"Apologize?"

"For the spandex the other night."

"Hmmm, that's fair."

"Yeah, and I said I didn't mind and he said, but you could notice."

"I told him it was okay and he asked what YOU thought."

"Oh... kay."

"He said he noticed YOU looking at it, were you?"

"Not any more than... I didn't hear or anything. I can't say the same thing about you."

That got a bit of a frown from Mel.

"He said it was more a curse than a blessing. Said it cost him his marriage, but didn't elaborate."

"You called it, I mean, he's in good shape with a big cock! What woman wouldn't want..."

"Yeah, what woman wouldn't?" She paused and looked at me intently, studying my face, which had a sincere look of confusion, thinking I was going to be on the defensive when she was simply coming to me with something.

"Melanie?" using her full name, almost knowing what came next.

"I told him I didn't mind at all, placed my hand on his knee, then got up and left."

"Holy shit..." I said, not wanting to show my cards.

"I'll apologize, I mean he's coming over Thursday it sounds like, I work at home on Thursday... It's not undoable... You said, but it's like... fuck."

"It's okay..."

"You had to ask me, you had to ask if I wanted something bigger, you had to make me wonder."

"Let me talk to him, maybe having him do the bathroom isn't a good idea."

She looked up, disappointed yet nodding 'yes'. We hadn't planned it, Dave and I, but this suggestion to put some distance was the perfect move on my part.

We talked about other contractors and I promised to give some a call since the materials were on their way and then ran some errands.

I called Dave.

"Perfect..."

"You really think so? I don't know."

"She'll begin to wonder even more," He said with enthusiasm. "Hey, I got a surprise for you Tuesday."

"I can't wait, a motel meet-up, I'm getting hard for you thinking about it..."

"Use that on Mel tonight, the more sex you have the more she'll want me."

"Makes sense, I guess."

*******

"Oh God! YES!" Mel blurted out, my cock inside her, our legs intertwined, there was no ask just cuddling, some petting from behind then rolling her over for missionary.

"Uhh.."I grunted, keeping my rhythm through her orgasm, my cock sloshing through the wetness.

"Ohh.."

I pushed inside, her "O-face", the pressure her legs put on me, holding me inside, sparked me to cum.

"Mel... Oh..."

"Mmmm... baby..."

I held there, kissed her and we drifted off to sleep and into Sunday.

*******

I almost cancelled Sunday afternoon, having had such a good day with Mel and feeling the guilt, an affair has on any human being, thinking of backing off.

I didn't cancel, Mel did something to me and I resisted the thought of cancelling. Now it was Tuesday morning, I was giddy, bouncing off the walls at work and couldn't wait to receive the "surprise" Dave promised at the hotel.

Work ended and I drove to the golf course, in my dockers and work shirt. I pulled up next to Dave's truck.

"Get in," He said, out of the window. "Don't forget to leave your phone in the front seat."

He was in workout gear, looked like he'd been for a run, sweaty, musky, my cock rose just being in the truck and speeding off.

"Are you ready?" He asked.

"Always..." I stared out into the late afternoon, my 60-year-old heart full of excitement from such a devious plan. I had even gone as far as to get one of my old phones, so I could hook to the internet and get texts and all notifications while my real phone was parked at the golf course.

I slid my hand onto Dave's leg, he was leading me and I was eager to be his in whatever form it took today. He smiled and we were soon at the hotel, which was just a few miles away.

We bypassed the desk for the side door; discretion and Dave had already checked in! We rushed to room 135 and he stopped for just a moment before entry.

"Just trust me, please."

"Yes, of course."

We entered and walked into the double queen bedroom and there was a naked man of Asian descent watching gay porn on his laptop.

"We have a rule, once the door is locked, we're naked." Dave said, locking the door, looking at me with an expression of 'get on with stripping'.

I fumbled for the buttons of my shirt, looking at the man, who now was attentive to us, the porn put away, his cock hard but obviously smaller than mine.

"Kim Wong, this is Donnie Gregory. Kim is a successful businessman and husband, so discretion or STDs are on the winning side for all three of us."

I took off my undershirt, then my pants, standing in just my boxers. Dave had slipped out of his workout clothes and moved to the bathroom door frame.

"Kim had stood me up for the third time when we met. Donnie and I went to call it quits with him," Dave said. "Instead, Kim said he was into seeing both of us, so here we are."

"Hi" Kim said, waving nervously.

"I'm going to shower, you two, well, get comfortable."

I stood there, seeing Dave naked, presenting myself to a stranger at first had me flaccid and limp.

"Yeah, it's awkward," Kim said, the water beginning to run in the bathroom. I judged the man to be in his 40s, younger than Dave. "He said he was your first."

"Correct."

"That's hot, Sir."

"Donnie."

"Oh no, I'm your subordinate! Dave told me, you both are "Sir" to me."

"Okay," I said. The second time he said 'Sir' stirred my cock, I moved over to the bed and looking down saw his hard cock; I estimated somewhere between 4-5 inches.

I felt empowered again, Dave setting the stage perfectly for this afternoon's fun, I was always one to want my friends, family and lovers to be comfortable, to benefit from my hospitality or service.

"Kim, I'm going to hold your cock in my hand," I said telling, not asking.

"Yes Sir."

My cock stiffened; my fingers curled around the shaft. Dave gave no instructions so I went with my gut.

"Ohhhh"

I slipped to my knees.

"Sir? Ohhh..."

My mouth went around the head, lips halfway down the shaft, I pulled up and spit on it, rubbed in and easily took him in my throat.

"Ohh... Sir..."

I heard the water shut off. I wanted Dave to see me on Kim's cock when he came out, one hand went to his balls, the other around to his firm, lean arse.

"Jesus, Sir..."

Dave's figure came into the room. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him move while drying, just watching, drying his head, then walking towards us.

"Pull off him when he cums," Dave whispered into my ear and then crawled up straddling Kim's body which had laid back. Very purposefully Dave presented his cock and soon Kim was gargling on its length.

His skin was noticeably soft, his body smelled amazing. I ran my hands under his arse while Dave's bobbed up and down inserting into his face, the noise amazing to hear, the two maintaining a more aggressive style.

My hand squeezed his balls, rubbed his taint and played with his hole, Dave pushing and pulling in and out of this throat.

"Gafftt! Gafftt! Gafftt! Gafftt! Gafftt! Gafftt! Gafftt!"

Finally, I felt his sack tighten and down my throat his load went, only the second man's load I'd ever taken, my cock screaming hard pulling off him.

Dave sensed I'd taken Kim's shot, turned pulling his out of his mouth, sliding down his body, on top of him rotating his hips, so he was on his stomach. I thought he was going to mount him right there, but he stepped aside, looked at me with his confident half smile that seemed to say - 'you're enjoying this shit. I know it'.

"Suck his tiny hole!"

Dave moved down and parted his petite cheeks. I put Kim at about 150 lbs, and showed me his tongue going to Kim's arse, pushing at it, opening him up.

"Ohhh... David..."

I moved down. Dave still close. My mouth went to an arsehole for the first time, tongue poking inside, my hands on each side of his cheek.

"Like a cock use your spit to ready him," Dave said, stepping back, holding his long cock, stroking it gently, waiting.

Dropping spit into the hole; sucking it and pushing inside with my tongue, my lips finding it relaxing, my hands pulled his cheeks away.

"Ohhh.... Sir..."

"Stand and ready yourself," Dave said, spitting into his hand and rubbing it on his cock, I stood and did the same, both of us in sync, repeating, my cock getting harder thinking of what was to come.

"Fuck him."

Kim looked over his shoulder, my hips lowered, he moved to the edge of the bed so I could stand, his legs dangling over the edge of the bed. My first man ever, my first arse in a very, very long time.

"Ohh... Sir."

I pushed my head to his hole and it popped inside nicely, pushing forward I found little resistance, and before I could get my bearing, I felt Dave's hands on my hips, his cock at mine and slipping it inside.

"Ahh.. ohh."

Dave threw his weight forward, his cock pushed inside me, a little raw, it found it's mark ripping through all resistance.

"FUCK! OHH!

"SIR!"

I was filling Kim, Dave fully inside me, his body covering my back, his mouth in my ear.

"Just hold there."

"Ohhh.. AHH!"

He pulled back and thrust forward, our weight being transferred totally into Kim with my pulling back, his cock moving easier, not freely.

"Ahh!"

"Sir!

Dave fucked us both, my cock a vehicle to push over Kim's spot; he moaned. I cried out until his movement in and out of me slid smoother, a true train with three cars coupled together. Dave was relentless, my cock buried inside of Kim, our hips all moving forward Dave landing thrust after thrust.

"YES, Dave," I moaned, my prostate leaking inside Kim. "Fuck us!"

His hands were on my hips. I looked over my shoulder as he smiled thrusting forward, pulling back, giving me a little wink, again reading my mind that I was enjoying this like nothing I'd ever imagined.

To my surprise I felt the rush, Dave kept stroking inside me, his cum pushing deep again, and I had missed the feeling. Dave pushed forward, the spurt and shots kept coming.

"Finish inside Kim," he whispered, kissing my neck and pulling out. "Fuck him hard."

"Ohhh, Sir!

"OH! OH! OH! OH!"

I was closer than I thought, I pushed forward and released.

"Mmmmmm, Kim... Ohhh!"

I held it inside, my cum and the fluid from Dave's pounding shooting and filling him. I pulled out, Dave pulled my hand to his face and kissed me, looking down as Kim turned over and he was hard again.

"Kim, I have a gift for you," Dave said, turning to me. "Donnie here loves cock. I want you to fill his other side."

I bounced onto the bed, on all fours, Kim looking confused, the submissive man who was calling me 'Sir' was getting to take me, and I was more than willing; Dave's cum still leaking out of me.

"Umm... Yes... Forgive me, Sir."

He got behind me, his small cock hard again, my taller body pressed into the bed, giving him a good angle. Dave had just bored me out, my hole was still open; Kim slipped inside me and began bucking against my backside.

"Ohh! Sir!"

"Ride me, Kim."

Dave slipped into the chair in the corner, I could see his meat flopped onto the cushion, his legs wide.

"Oh! OH! Fuck!"

I felt the rush of cum, Kim pinning himself against me, his arms around my back to my chest, he was so much smaller.

"Oh..." He moaned and fell off, all three of us having nutted in proximity of each other, like 3 minutes. "Thank you, Sir."

"Clean out his hole, lil' Kim," Dave said, calling him his pet-name I thought.

"Ohh..." I moaned, his mouth swiftly moving to my hole, sucking his and Daves cum out. I pushed up angling my body so gravity could help him, pushing up onto my knees, spreading my legs, Kim rolled to his back and pulled on my thighs, lips back on my hole.

"Mmmm..." Kim was expert at retrieving the fluid, his tongue poking me open, my body tilted now helping it pour down into his eager mouth.

"Ohhhh..."

I pulled off him, seeing Dave motion to me from the bathroom door.

"Kim, get ready, we're going to wash off." Dave said, Kim nodding while I pulled away.

Aggressively Dave kissed me entering the bathroom, pushing me towards the shower, his hands on my cock and arse, quickly turning on the water, then back to me.

"Mmmffft.. Oh... Davehmmfft!" I moaned, my cock hard from the end of Kim's ride on my arse, to sucking me clean of both men's deposits.

"Ohh... gfmmtt!"

We poured into the shower, his cock mammoth and hard pressing between us, poking above mine, the water hot, my hand finding his length, stroking it, our tongues joined, his hand around my face, our inhales taking each other's exhale in, fighting for breath.

Resting his palms on my shoulders he forced me down, his cock at my mouth's height, and it pushed inside me, my hand there, guiding it, his body shielding me from the water.

"Gammft!"

"You're going to like it rough," Dave said, pushing into me, my mouth trying to prepare his length, he didn't care and his weight moved forward. "Ohhh... Donnie."

"GAHMFTT!"

Tilting my head relieved some pressure and it pushed through, before pulling back and slamming my body to the back of the tight hotel shower.

"OHH! GAHMFTT! GAHMFTT!"

Forward and back his hips rocked into me. He was producing the lubrication the hard way, just blunt force drama each thrust getting a little further back. My eyes looked up, his eyes were distant and cold.

"GAHMFTT! GAHMFTT! GAHMFTT! GAHMFTT! GAHMFTT!"

He pounded my face, his balls finally reaching my chin, his thrusts short and deeper each time until his whole shaft was inside.

"GAHMFTT! GAHMFTT! GAHMFTT! GAHMFTT! GAHMFTT! GAHMFTT! GAHMFTT!"

"OH GOD DONNIE!!!" He yelped, pushed inside and released.

"GAHMFTT!"

He pulled out after the first spurt, held the head to my cheek, released there, then back on my lips holding his cock, squeezing it, painting my face with his cum.

"Mmmmm... a perfect masterpiece," he said looking at the white fluid he had drizzled on me, then stood aside letting the water rinse me.

He climbed out of the shower commanding me to "wash his sweet gifts off and out of my body." I obeyed and used soap, dug into my own hole, rinsed my cock. Getting out of the shower he had already gone back into the room, my cock still hard from taking this man deep in my throat again.

"Meet lil' Kim" He proclaimed when I emerged, cock hard, naked and clean.

Standing before me was Kim, made up, his hair down from the bun he was wearing to just below his ears. His face was perfectly done, dark cat eyes with a tan face, and delicately done lipstick. He was wearing a sundress, his smooth legs that I felt against my flesh in pumps, perfectly matched jewelry.

"Sit, Sir." He said, taking my hand, my eyes trying to distinguish between male and female, and I could not. He moved his hand to my cock stroking its hardness.

"'lil Kim and I have a date tonight. We were happy you could make it for some fun this afternoon." Dave was getting ready, he had a formal looking jacket and pants, open shirt, his hairy chest pronounced.

"Oh.... Kim... Ohhhh."

"We can go just about anywhere in town and no one knows he's a man," Dave said proudly.

"Jesssusss...." I moaned as he stroked me hard and fast, then put his lips over my head, stroking and sucking. "Fuck...."

Dave told me where they met, their first dates, how his wife has no idea (I wondered if he wanted to fuck her like he wants to fuck Mel) and that he knew I would love to meet him and her.

"OHHH...." I came shooting into his mouth, it captured everything, not ruining his makeup, not putting fragrance on me for returning home.

"Mmmm... Kim..."

"Maybe next time I'll let you fuck 'lil Kim, instead of Kim." Dave said, my eyes looking up tired now, three loads in less than an hour.

"I'd like that" I said, looking at 'lil Kim who smiled, swallowing my spunk.

"I'll call you about my plans for Mel."

I nodded okay, and they stepped by me, Dave kissing 'lil Kim while my cum was in her mouth.

I dressed and he drove me back to the golf course. I jumped in my car, feeling the rush of getting away with it until...

"Dave! We might have a problem," I said, holding my phone up for him. He read the string of texts that were on my phone and didn't come through on my burner.

"Shit..."

(To be continued)