The Time I Became Bi

"Fuck. It's huge." Vic muttered from her knees.

Takas sat forward from his seat. For a second, nobody moved. Husband and wife peered in fascination.

Takas knew his wife spoke truth.

Benji's cock was seven or eight inches of circumsized brown steel. Every vein pronounced. Thick. Hairless. Throbbing.

His balls looked round and full and more full than Takas's nuts had ever been before.

This was what he wanted, right? To watch his wife with her ex? Even still, part of his heart ached. The color contrast agonized him. Dark cock. Probably looks great in Vic's pale mouth.

Looking down, he realized his cock had gotten hard too. He hoped neither of them would notice how his dick contrasted Benji's across the board: Skinny, uncircumcised, colorless, hairy, and at least three inches shorter. Ouch.

"On your knees." Benji commanded, despite being a few years younger than Takas. Takas was confused -- what the hell was this? He looked to his wife for an explanation but she refused to look at him.

Takas fell off the couch and joined his wife obediently on his knees as instructed.

A good boy.

"Open your mouth."

"No I don't-", Takas began. Stunned, he realized Vic had grabbed him by his jaw and gaped her husband's mouth.

In one motion, before Takas's eyes had left his wife's face, his throat was stuffed with a meaty, sweaty, salty cock. His jaw locked. A string of spit had formed. Bubbles of his saliva foamed up between his lips and Benji's thick shaft. Gulp gulp gulp. Was he a natural?

Benji wasn't just in his mouth -- he was all the way down Takas's throat. Even the base of Takas's brown sword vanished.

"... nghhhhhhhhuuuuu" as Takas's throat yearned for oxygen.

Takas was a straight man who was a little vanilla and loved his wife. And yet, mouth full of dick, he felt blood rushing to his crotch. He felt SO slutty. Was he submitting to another man? And yet..

"Good boy," his wife encouraged. "You like this, don't you?"

Takas slurped away with zeal. Gulp gulp gulp. Oh fuck. He was turned on now.

That's when the unthinkable happened. Benji and Vic exchanged a knowing look, and told Takas to bend over the bed.

For some reason, he meekly nodded. Big mistake. Vic grabbed her husband by the face and explained what was to happen.

Takas listened. Nodded.

At last, he felt cold lube on his eager, bent over asshole before a dull throb. Benji's fat tip worked it's way into Takas's asshole. Slowly, gradually, Benji began to pump.

Initially, it hurt. Takas forced himself to breathe with each stroke, and eventually his asshole gave in.

"Oh. Oh. Oh. Uh." Takas winced. It hurt so good.

He saw his wife smile, and suddenly -- unimaginable, unhuman pleasure.

"Oh. Oh, fuck. FUCK I'M GOING TO CUM. FUCK!"

His wife stroked her husband's half flaccid cock while Takas picked up the pace on her husband's asshole. Takas arched further. He faced tilted toward the ceiling. His eyes rolled to the back of his head.

He stuck his tongue out like an e-girl or a dog: both bad girls.

"Oh my God." Takas cried out.

All the masculinity in his voice had gone and he sounded like a girl on the edge of an orgasm.

Cum leaked out of her husband. It leaked and leaked and leaked and rivered down.

It wasn't a cumshot--it was a convulsion. His balls clenched, and thick, hot ribbons spilled out of him, dripping down his thighs as his whole body shook.

She slapped his balls. His body jolted with pleasure and pain.

Vic smirked, pumping away with only two condescending fingers until her husband stopped moaning like a little bitch.

She thought to herself, I knew it all along.

Benji finally de-plunged from Takas with a wet pop, the absence sudden and obscene. He looked annoyed--he hadn't cum.

Without a word, he turned to Vic.

"Your turn."

"No, wait--we said--" she started, but Benji had already scooped her up like she weighed nothing. In one motion, he tossed her onto the bed beside her husband.

Takas was still bent over, breathing hard. He didn't know whether to run or moan. Frozen. Useless.

Benji mounted Vic like a beast, rough and fluid, as if he'd done it a thousand times.

Takas expected her to push him off. She didn't. She spread her legs.

She guided his cock inside her like she'd been waiting for this.

Takas watched helplessly--his own cum cooling on his thighs--as Benji fed himself into his wife, slowly, steadily, deeper.

"You're soaked," Benji said flatly. "Grool all over your thighs. You've been dripping since your little husband gagged on me."

He pulled back to expose her. Her pussy lips clung wetly to his shaft, pink and glistening, with translucent threads stretching as he eased back.

Takas swallowed hard. His cock twitched again. He finally gained the strength to turn his head. Vic's eyes met his. A condescending smirk grew as every stroke from Benji invoked a seemingly more pleasurable sound from Vic.

"I'm going to cum." Benji snarled. "On your knees. Both of you."

The couple sank to the floor in unison. Benji used both hands to give himself a final jerk until rope after rope spurted out with velocity. Vic and Takas jockeyed for position as their eyes and mouths and foreheads and noses wore globs of fresh cum.