The club was so crowded; I had been a few times before, but I had never seen it this busy. So far, I was having a great night; the music was loud, a heavy electronic beat pumping through me, a crowd of sweaty bodies all gyrating, many topless and many drunk.

I came with some friends, but we had lost each other as the night got late, and now, I was on my own near the edge of the dance floor with a sea of bodies all tightly packed around me. I could barely move, but I was enjoying the heat, the music, the smell of sweaty men. I was also pretty drunk by this stage, not too drunk to be messy but just enough that my inhibitions were lowered and I felt good.

I moved my body to the music, raising my arms in the air as another beat dropped in the song. I could feel people around me as we were all squashed together, but I started to feel someone directly behind me, their body pushed up against me. I could feel a broad chest, topless, against my back. I was also topless, so our naked torsos were pressing together, and I could feel his hips grinding into my ass.

As I said, I was a bit drunk and enjoying this whole place, so I ground my hips back. It was sexy; I had no idea who this person was or what they looked like, but I could feel a buff chest against my back, and there was something hotter about not knowing who this was. It was just some harmless dancing after all.

Our bodies moved together, and then I felt his hands on my hips. He slid his hands around my waist, so he was holding onto me. His fingers dipped a little below the waistband of my jeans, and he was caressing me while he pressed his groin into my ass.

Fuck this was really hot.

I could feel he was excited; the bulge in his jeans was pushing hard against my ass as he ground his hips into me, pulling me back into him with his hands that were now fully around my hips. I was getting more into it, so I pushed back and rubbed my ass against his hardening cock. I let his hands work their way up my body as he groped me, pinching both my nipples when he reached my pecs.

This was so hot but maybe too much. I looked around, but everyone was so tightly packed together, and it was dark in the club, so no one could really see what was happening. I couldn’t turn around and see who this was either. And I was turned on; my dick was getting hard.

His hands continued caressing my body as his hard dick was still grinding into my ass. I reached behind me and managed to feel his ass; it was hard. I also felt a bit of his muscular back.

His hands moved down my body, and I felt him quickly undo the button of my jeans and slide his hands in and into my underwear.

Fuck.

Ok, maybe this was a step too far, but I was so horny, and my brain wasn’t keeping up with my horniness, so I let it happen. His strong hands felt my now hard cock and groped it.

Shit, this was horny as fuck.

His hands now moved back towards my ass, which caused my trousers to slip down a bit. He groped my ass, kneading it with his hands and pulling the cheeks apart. I pushed off him a little; I don’t want him to pull my trousers down on the dance floor surrounded by people. His hands came out of my underwear, and he grabbed my chest; he started grinding into my ass with his hard crotch again.

That did feel so good.

Then I felt one hand disappear, and he moved off my ass a bit. Maybe he was ready to move on, go dance with someone else. I was a bit disappointed; this was a sexy experience, and I had gotten so horny.

But his arm wrapped around me again and slid down to my jeans; he pulled them down a bit. Fuck, this guy is insistent. My jeans were now at my hips, my dick was kept in my pants but only just, and half my ass was out. That’s when I felt it, his hard cock, which he must have just taken out, slide against the top of my ass crack.

Fuck. This is crazy.

His dick was hard, and it felt good being rubbed against my ass. The music continued pumping, and people were still tightly packed around us in the dark; no one seemed to be any the wiser about what was happening, but still this was mad.

I felt him pull my pants down further and move his dick, so it was now against my hole.

Fuck.

Fuckkkkk.

Is he seriously thinking to try fuck me here on the dance floor of this club? We are surrounded by people!

My jeans and pants were now pulled down so my ass was fully out; he had one arm wrapped around me holding me and the other was holding my hip as he pushed his cock against my hole.

I should stop this.

But god damn I was fucking horny. This was kinda fucking hot; the naughtiness of it felt so sexy.

I’ll stop this soon; I am not actually gonna let a random guy I haven’t even seen yet fuck me in on this dance floor.

I felt his fingers touch my hole and something wet, his spit, I guess. He rubbed it and slid a finger in. Fuck that felt good. I couldn’t help but push back against it, but just as quickly it came out, and his cock was back against my hole, and suddenly, he pushed, and I felt it pop inside me.

Oh shit.

Before I had time to properly react, he had both his arms wrapped around me, and he pulled my body tightly against his, and his cock buried itself all the way inside me, to the balls.

“Urghhhhhhhh fuck” I moaned out.

No one could hear me over the loud music. The people around me still danced, all packed together, none the wiser.

I felt his hips moving as, without pause, he started fucking me. He was holding me so tight and grinding his hips up into me.

I was getting fucked by a random guy right on the dance floor.

It felt so fucking good too. His cock had quickly stretched me open. The fact that I was so sweaty and a bit drunk had meant my hole had opened quickly for him.

I could hear him in my ear grunting.

I lost myself to the feelings.

His cock fucking up into me…

The heavy bass of the music matching my heartbeat…

People packed around us, half naked and sweaty…

His body slick against mine with his moans in my ear….

I was completely entranced by it all and just letting this happen to me.

Then I heard him grunt loudly and his hands gripped my hips tightly, and I felt the familiar feeling of warmth in my hole.

He had just shot his load inside me.

He held on for a minute, his hips pushing hard so his dick was buried deep in me. Then he relaxed, and I felt him pull out and release my body.

I stood for a second, catching my breath. Then I grabbed my jeans and pulled them back up. I couldn’t feel him anymore behind me.

I managed to squeeze around so I could look back, and I just saw the back of a dark-haired guy making his way through the crowd; then he was gone.

I was just left, still in this crowd of people on the dance floor, with my freshly fucked ass full of this random guy’s cum.

The music played as another heavy beat kicked in, and I smiled, then turned and carried on dancing to the music.

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The following days felt like a haze.

I couldn’t focus on work during the day, and all my nights were full of dreams of Matt and his cock. This man had me in a hold. I desperately wanted it to happen again. I wanted to feel his cock in my hand, feel his warm cum shooting all over me.

I had attended his class a few times since, and I was now taking every opportunity to go. The upside was that I was the fittest I had been in a long time. The downside was that I had started cancelling plans with friends and leaving work early to attend more classes, the things this man was doing to me.

But Matt had not shown any sign at all of our secret shower fun. He acted completely normal around me, and not even a flicker of recognition of the fact that I had held his thick cock in my hands and jerked him till he shot. I didn’t care; I would be his secret, as long as I got more of him. More of his cock.

I was expecting the same situation as last time, if it were to happen again. A week to pass, then he might return for more. But to my surprise, four days later, I was back in the showers after another one of his classes when I heard footsteps coming down the corridor of the showers.

I was so happy.

God, I was like a proper addict for this guy.

Matt appeared in his towel. I watched as he took it off to reveal his naked body and hung it over the door. Then he stepped into the cubicle, but he left both doors open.

Fuck.

He wasn’t even bothering to pretend this time. I opened both my shower cubicle doors.

He glanced over at me as he turned the shower on. He smiled.

He fucking smiled. He knew he had me, and he liked it.

He started soaping his body in the shower. He was scrubbing himself down, showing off his incredible physique to me.

I have no idea what I did in life to deserve this, but God, I was lucky.

His cock started to grow; he took it in his hand and slowly stroked it, then he looked up at me. He kept eye contact with me as he continued stroking his dick. I didn’t need to touch my cock; it was already hard.

I turned slightly and showed him my ass. I started to flaunt a bit as well. No idea where this confidence came from, but since he had returned, he must like something about me. I leaned forward a little and spread my cheeks, then I ran my hand between my legs and fingered my hole.

His eyes widened, and his cock hardened. So, the straight guy liked that, huh?

I grew bolder, really spreading my cheeks, and I slid a finger in.

Matt was now fully hard. His ten-inch cock looked so thick and meaty between his legs as he continued to stroke it. I was still fingering my hole and moaning for him.

Then Matt removed his hands from his cock, stepped back so he was against the shower wall, let his arms hang by his sides, and closed his eyes.

Well fuck. I think that’s him inviting me to come work on his dick.

I didn’t wait to find out. I stepped straight over to his cubicle and took hold of his monster cock. I will never get over the feeling, the warm, hard flesh of his huge dick. It was nearly as big as my forearm; how does he walk around with this between his legs?

I took it in my hands and started massaging and stroking it. Matt’s eyes were still closed, but his lips had parted, and he was making quiet moaning sounds; he loved it. I ran my hand over his rippling abs and hard pecs. He just let my hand roam his perfect body while I jacked his cock.

I felt as if I was in heaven.

I decided I wanted a better position to wank his dick, so I knelt and took his cock in both my hands. I really worked it, I would stroke his cock from base to tip, speed up, then go nice and slow. I wanted him to love every second of this. There was precum leaking from the end of his cock, even with the shower water running down him; I could still see it.

My head was now so close to his cock. I kept stroking and moved my face closer to the end of his dick. I had no idea how far he would go, and I didn’t wanna risk losing this if I tried to push it too far. But his cock was inches from my face, from my lips.

I looked up, fuck he looked so hot, and his eyes were still closed, just enjoying the feeling of me wanking his cock.

I moved my lips closer…

Closer…

I was now right at his cock. My lips are almost touching it. I had to pause wanking him and was just slowly stroking his cock now.

Fuck.

I want it so bad.

I wanna taste it.

I was so close.

Fuck it.

I stuck my tongue out and licked the end of his cock, tasting his precum.

Matt took a sharp inhale.

I waited. Not moving.

Would he freak out?

But nothing happened. I hesitated to look up, and Matt still had his eyes closed.

So, I did it again. I licked the end of his cock, for longer this time. There was more precum. Matt groaned.

I didn’t need any more encouragement. It was now or never.

I opened my mouth wide and took the head of his cock in my mouth, then I sucked him down as far as I could go while I cupped his balls.

Matt really moaned now.

“Uhhhnnnggg fuckkk,” he gasped.

I took my other hand and held his cock as I began really sucking him. I worked up and down his shaft with my mouth as I stroked him.

I was sucking Matt’s cock.

Holy shit.

I thought I had gone far down his cock but realised I had got about halfway, and already my jaw was so wide to try and fit it in. But I was determined to give him the best blow job he had ever had. And surely a man who looks like this has had a fuck ton of blow jobs. But not from a guy.

I opened my mouth more and forced his cock all the way down my throat; my eyes watered, but I kept going. The water from the shower was running down my face as I felt the back of my throat being forced open by his cock head, and I kept going. I don’t know what came over me, but I was going to deep throat this cock.

I felt a hand on the back of my head, and Matt’s hips pushed forward as more of his cock was buried into my throat.

“Fucking hell. Yeah, fucking take it all, take all my cock, you little cocksucker,” Matt groaned.

I nearly came right there and then. Hearing this guy, who was also so nice and friendly in class, turn into this dominant stud was so fucking hot.

He now held my head with both his hands, and he started fucking my face.

I could hardly breathe, and tears rolled down my face, but I loved every moment. He was transforming me into a proper slut for his cock.

He had picked up some pace now as he held my head and fucked his cock into my mouth. He was grunting and moaning, lost in the feelings of my mouth. To steady myself, I reached around and grabbed his ass, oh my god, his ass is thick and meaty!

Matt was really into a rhythm now, and I don’t think I could stop him even if I wanted to. I didn’t.

“I’m gonna cum, slut,” he barked

I felt him tense, and he held my head even tighter. His dick started twitching in my mouth, and I felt him shoot. His cock was buried all the way into my throat, so I didn’t even have to swallow; he was just depositing his thick load straight down it.

He kept cumming, I mean so much cum. I was literally being filled with this man’s seed.

“Urrrrrgghhhhhh,” he moaned.

I couldn’t do anything; my whole mouth was stuffed with his cock, and he was holding my head so tight. There was just load after load pouring down my throat.

Eventually, he softened his grip on my head, and I felt the cum stop.

He pulled back, and inch by inch, his cock came out of my throat. I missed it already; my mouth felt empty. I coughed a little, finally being able to breathe fully.

Matt glanced down at me before he smiled.

“Good boy,” he said.

Then he switched off the shower, grabbed his towel, and walked out.

I was just there, on my knees, with a bruised throat and a belly full of his cum.

I was officially hooked.

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My horniness had been through the roof since Jack agreed to a threesome.

I kept getting randomly hard at inappropriate times, thinking of seeing him fuck another guy. I would be sitting in a meeting at work, and suddenly I have a hard-on as I picture a guy looking at me as he sucks my husband’s cock.

Fuck.

I was realising I was what’s known as a cuck. Though I’m not sure yet, all this is new. So far, I just knew the idea of him with another guy made me crazy jealous and crazy horny. It was a head fuck.

So, I needed to find a guy. We needed to find a guy, really, but I was definitely taking the lead, and Jack was being very casual about it. He had noticed I was hornier than normal, so we were having more sex, and he liked that.

I downloaded some gay sex apps and set up a profile. Added some pics of us and said we were a couple looking for a threesome. I used a few pics of us on various holidays, and a pic of Jack in the gym that always got me horny. He was topless and sweaty, smiling at the camera.

We started getting some messages, lots of guys sending just a pic of their ass. But one guy stood out; he sent a nice hello message and had hot pics on his profile. We began chatting. I explained that we were trying this for the first time, but were keen to experiment. He was very open to that and said he understood. He had played with some couples before and found it fun. He also said we could meet for drinks, and there was no pressure.

I felt good about him.

Also, he sent a few naked pics, and he had an amazing ass. He was in his 20’s and very cute. He was called Liam. I knew Jack would like him.

That night, I told Jack about him while I was sucking his cock. He was lying naked on the bed as I lay between his legs.

In between deepthroating him, I said I found a cute guy who was up for coming around for drinks.

He laughed.

“Baby you can’t bring this up now; I can’t think straight.”

“Oh really?” I teased, looking up at him as I took his whole cock in my mouth and held it there.

He let out a deep growl.

“Ok, so we have drinks and see how it goes?” he asked between moans.

“Yep. He seems very chilled. He has played with couples before.” I assured him as I licked his dick.

I sat up and handed him my phone so he could look at his pictures while I carried on playing with his cock.

Jack scrolled through them and paused on one, his ass.

“Not bad, right?” I teased.

“Ok, yeah, he has a great ass” he smiled.

“Imagine fucking that baby,” I said as I again deep-throated him.

“Fuck”, he moaned.

I grabbed some lube from the side table and squeezed a little out, rubbing it on my hole.

Then I straddled Jack, positioned his huge cock against my hole and guided him into me. God, he was so fucking big.

“Close your eyes and imagine his ass baby,” I said.

Jack closed his eyes and groaned a guttural sound as his cock slid into me. I could only take it halfway; I hadn’t prepared fully, and it is so thick. But I eased up and down on his cock, fucking myself with it.

Jack kept his eyes closed.

“Go further baby, take it all,” he growled.

“Fuck baby I can’t. You’re so big,” I said.

“It’s ok, keep fucking yourself with it,” he moaned.

I started speeding up, really milking his cock with my hole. I wanted to get more in but could still only get about half before the pain got too much.

He had his eyes closed and was playing with his nipples, I could feel his whole body tensing up, he was gonna cum.

I stayed on his cock as he shot load after load deep in me. I could feel myself filling up with his warm cum. The feeling tipped me over the edge, and I shot my load all over his chest.

I lay down next to Jack, both of us catching our breath.

“That was amazing,” he said as he kissed me.

He handed my phone back.

“But I’m not sure, baby.”

“We can just have him over for a drink. See how it goes. If we just have a drink with him this time, then that’s cool,” I reassured him.“You really wanna try this?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said.

“Ok. He can come over for a drink, but it will probably just be a drink and no more.” He replied.

“Of course, that’s fine,” I couldn’t help but smile.

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Later, I messaged Liam and set it up for the next night, Saturday. I didn’t want Jack to back out if I left it too long.

Liam confirmed and said he was excited to meet us.

So, it was officially happening. It may only be a drink, but that’s still hot.

But I had no idea how hot it was going to get.

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The next night, we were cuddling in bed watching a movie. I had been thinking non-stop about our sex the night before and the porn. I was nervous to bring it up, but I also wanted to know what Jack thought.

I had a plan, make it a fantasy. Just us fantasising about this hot twink from the porn. If I can get Jack really horny and imagining it, maybe I can suggest more.

“Last night was hot,” I teased.

Jack smiled, “sex with you is always hot.”

“Well, yeah, I love sex with you. I just mean, the porn. You seemed to get really into that twink” I pushed.

“He was hot. Great ass.” he said matter-of-factly.

My dick stirred. He felt it on his leg.

“Well, that woke your cock up” he smiled.

I laughed, “yeah.”

He turned to look at me, “you like me saying other guys are hot?”

I was nervous to reply, “yeah, I think I do.”

Jack looked thoughtful for a moment.

“Ok. That twink was hot” he said.

“You were thinking about him when fucking me” I stated.

“Baby I -”

“I wanted you to” I pushed.

“Really?” he seemed to be checking if I meant this.

He dropped his head back on the pillow.

“Ok yeah honestly I was imagining his hole when I fucked you” he sounded guilty.

“Fuck” I moaned.

My dick was straining against his leg.

“You’re really ok with that?” He pressed.

I took his hand and put it on my now rock-hard cock.

“Mmm you do like this” he teased.

Jack rolled on top of me, spreading my legs. He started grinding his now hard cock against my ass.

“Wanna take of your boxers and let me fuck that hole again?” he breathed into my ear.

I laughed.

“Baby you know I love your cock, but I can’t go again so soon, you really destroyed my hole last night.”

He groaned.

“I can’t help how horny you get me.”

“I bet that twink could take your cock” I grinded his dick as i said this.

He looked into my eyes, his horniness taking over.

“I kinda wish he was here so I could fuck him.” He smiled as he said this.

Holy shit. Why was that so fucking hot?

“Really?” I moaned.

I pushed Jack onto his back and sat up, pulling his boxers down and letting his cock spring out. His dick was wet with pre cum. He was horny.

I took his cock in my hand and started jerking him.

“Close your eyes” I told him.

He did.

I leaned over his cock and licked it.

He moaned.

“Tell me what you would do with him” I teased.

“You sure?” he opened his eyes to look at me.

“Yes baby” I reassured him.

He closed his eyes again.

“Well, I would get his pretty face and rub my cock all over it. Then I would get him to suck my dick.”

“Like this?” I asked as I started sucking his cock.

“Fuck, yeah just like that” he moaned.

“Go on” I teased.

While Jack spoke, I continued sucking his cock. I got it nice and wet with my mouth and worked his shaft.

“I would get my fingers wet with my mouth and then lean down so I could feel his tight little hole while he sucked me. Then I would pull him up and kiss him while I felt his ass. It’s nice and smooth. Then I would turn him around and slide my cock deep into him, fuck his cute bubble butt hard.”

I was really working his cock now. Using my mouth and hands to massage and suck his whole nine and half inches. He was so hard, his dick straining. My cock was also like a rock, hearing him tell me how he would fuck this twink had made me crazy horny, I couldn’t think straight.

He started moaning and his hips arched, he was close.

“Fuck baby” he grunted.

“You gonna shoot inside him?” I said.

“Yes, I’m gonna breed his tight hole, yes. Fuck. Baby I’m gonna…”

He half screamed half grunted as a wave of cum shot from his dick. I tried to swallow it all, but it just kept coming. It dripped out my mouth onto his still hard cock. He was panting hard.

I finally took my mouth of his cock and wanked mine as I shot my own huge load all over the bed.

Then I collapsed back next to him.

“Holy shit”, he said.

I laughed. He started laughing too.

“That was amazing,” I said.

“You know that was just a fantasy, right? Hot, but just a fantasy. I only want you.” He leaned over and kissed me.

I kissed him back.

“What if it wasn’t just fantasy?” I suggested.

He looked at me.

“I’m not saying I want you to fuck another guy alone, of course. But what if we tried a threesome? I love you and our sex life, but something about this does turn me on. And I like the idea of experimenting together.”

I couldn’t read his expression as he lay back, taking in my words.

“I don’t know, baby,” he looked thoughtful.

“Look, if that’s something you’re up for...then we can try it. You really are all I want, but if we can do this together, then ok, we can try a threesome,” he said.

I kissed him, and he kissed me back; we held each other for a minute.

“Ok, let’s clean all this up and keep watching the movie,” he said as he got up from the bed.

I smiled, watching my incredibly hot husband as he started tidying up. I knew how lucky I was.

But I also couldn’t stop thinking of what we just agreed on, we are going to try a threesome. I am going to see him with another guy.

Now I just have to work out who.

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It took a long time to build up the courage.

Would he be into it? Would he be mad? Would I be mad if he was really into it?

I started slow, we were out a bar, and I commented that this guy was cute. I knew he was Jacks’ type. Jack just half smiled and said sure.

Then when I was sucking him off that night I asked if he ever thought of other guys while we had sex. He took it that I was upset and instantly got worried, trying to reassure me. It killed the mood. I tried to explain that, in a fantasy way, I might find that hot. He said he really hasn’t.

I did some reading up on introducing other guys into your sex life and it said watching porn together can be a good way to open a chat. So, I got everything set up for a hot night; jock on, candles, lube, and for the first time some porn on the bedroom tv.

Jack came out of his post gym shower in a towel; he smiled seeing that I was clearly in a kinky mood. Then he saw the porn, he looked kind of surprised. But we hadn’t fucked in a few days, I knew he was horny, so he just went with it. I chose the porn purposely, a fit muscle top pounding the cute bubble butt of a smooth twinky guy.

We started playing, making out and Jack feeling up my ass in the jock. Then I got on me knees and took his cock in my mouth. I made sure he was facing the tv. I looked up at him; he looked so hot, his broad chest and his nipples hard. But he had his eyes closed, just enjoying my mouth. I was kind of disappointed. I kept going, enjoying every inch of his beautiful cock.

Then I noticed his dick twitched a bit as I sucked him, I looked up with his cock still in my mouth and saw he was starting at the tv.

Fuck.

I managed to position myself so I was still sucking his cock, but I could also see what was on the tv. The twink was bent over, back arched looking back as the top railed him hard. And Jack couldn’t take his eyes off it.

Hot. Now my rock-hard dick twitched.

I got up and with his cock wet from my mouth bent over and positioned his cock head against my hole. I reached for the lube and massaged some onto his cock. Jacks cock is so thick it always takes me a while to get it inside me. I felt him push his hips forward, his head slide into me.

Fuck he is so big.

I had his cock in my hand as I breathed slowly letting each inch slide in, my hole stretched, and I felt it fill me up. He gasped as the last inch went in, and I felt his balls against my ass. I held it there for a second, trying to breathe through the feeling, his cock really is insane.

On the tv the bottom was moaning.

Then I felt him start moving. I arched my back like the twink in the porn, determined to mimic him, and he started fucking me.

I looked back and he was staring at the porn; it made me so horny. He saw me looking at him. He looked like he’d been busted.

“He’s hot” I teased.

“Yeah, but not as hot as you” he reassured me.

He grabbed my hips and thrusted hard.

“Fuck” I gasped.

“I know. But it’s kind of hot you are looking at him while fucking me” I said.

He was surprised “Yeah?”

“Yeah” I smiled.

He smiled back and then turned his head to look at the hot twink on the porn. He started really pounding me, I was struggling to take all his nine and a half inches. But I kept my back arched.

His was staring intently at the porn as I felt him tense up.

“Fuck I’m gonna cum.”

He never shoots this fast.

He picked up his pace as he stared transfixed at the hot young bottom getting fucked on the tv. He was grunting, sweat dripping down his chest. I was holding on for dear life as his massive cock slammed into me.

I felt his whole-body tense and he gripped my hips had as shot a massive load into me. I could feel the warmth of his cum fill me up. I instantly bust my load all over the floor.

We both stood, out of breath, enjoying the intense post orgasm feeling. Slowly we came back to reality, Jack gently slides his cock out my ass.

The porn still played, though now I felt a bit awkward about it. Did I push it too far? Do I really want my hot, loyal husband getting off thinking of younger hotter guys? It definitely gave me an intense orgasm, and Jack too.

“That was hot baby” he kissed me.

He started walking out the room, “I’ll get a towel.”

I paused the porn. The twink was on his back, looking at the camera as a cock ploughed into him. Even now my dick twitched thinking of that being my husband’s cock.

I switched it off.

As the post orgasm glow died down, I had a sinking feeling, was this a good idea?

But I also knew, I couldn’t stop.

I wanted more, and I had a plan to get it.

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I sat back on the bed and looked on as my husband Jack thrust his thick cock into the tight hole of the young twink. His back was covered in sweat and his ass looked hard as rock as he continued pounding him. They were making out passionately, their bodies moving in rhythm together.

I realised they had completely forgotten about me, so focused on each other, and I felt scared for the first time. Had we gone too far? Would Jack still want me?

But as much as these thoughts ran through my head, I couldn’t deny seeing my husband fucking this hot young guy made my cock the hardest it had ever been.

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I’m Ben and my husband is Jack. We are both in our thirties. We have been together ten years, married for four. I work as an Executive Assistant for a finance company; and Jack works as a Managing Director at a construction company.

Jack is six feet, works out regularly, with dark hair and a handsome face. He’s top with a nine-and-a-half-inch cock but has a great ass too. I have got used to seeing my husband getting checked out everywhere we go.

I’m a few years younger, five foot eight, with light brown hair. I’m handsome but in a more baby-faced way. I also work out, but much prefer running so have a leaner, more toned body. I’m the bottom with a seven-inch cock.

I had a few short relationships before Jack, all of them not great guys, to put it nicely. Jack had one relationship before me. It was reasonably serious but then the guy cheated, which hurt Jack deeply at the time.

A friend of mine met Jack at a party and decided to set us up on a date. Neither of us were really looking for anything when we were set up, but my friend was insistent. I am so glad they were.

We met at a bar in the city on a busy Friday night. When Jack walked in I genuinely gasped. This man was gorgeous. And then it turned out he was funny, self-deprecating, a little shy in a super adorable way, but also very intelligent and with perfect manners. Safe to say I was in love. But I also figured I wouldn’t see him again, no way I could get that lucky. We had a great first date, left with a hug, and I couldn’t imagine this perfect man would in any way be interested in me.

But the next day I got a text. Jack asked if I wanted to meet up again. And the rest is history. Really good, and really hot history.

Now ten years later we are married and living in a large apartment in a trendy part of the city. We had a great life together. And we had a good sex life, but we’ve been so busy recently that it’s happening less and becoming a bit predictable.

Also, Jack has a huge cock, nine and a half inches of thick meat. Which is amazing, and I love it but it’s not something you want in you every night.

Well, at least not me, some boys do as we have discovered.

Although Jack does get checked out everywhere we go I never get jealous, because Jack is so loyal. He writes me cute little notes when he goes away for work, and he texts and calls during the day to check in. And he’s always been into a monogamous relationship, so have I.

But the first time I found myself getting jealous, something weird happened.

My work was having a summer party, they rented a bar in town that had a big terrace and all the employees, and their significant others, were invited. Lots of booze and food was laid out, it was a relaxed vibe. As an Executive Assistant I was tasked with making sure it all ran smoothly. Jack had agreed to come, but I spent most the afternoon running off to chase the caterers and check my boss was happy. Jack can charm any room, so he was happy socialising with all my colleagues.

When I came back later into the party after dealing with taxis for some of the more drunk people, I couldn’t find Jack.

It took a while but eventually I found him alone in the corner with Henry, one of the new receptionists. Henry was twenty-two, blonde and very pretty. Every Monday I would hear him telling the other receptionists about all the hot guys he got fucked by that weekend. Jack and Henry were laughing at something and Henry kept touching Jacks arm.

I had no doubt Henry wanted Jack to fuck his brains out, I also knew Jack was just being nice and I didn’t have to worry. But as I felt the jealousy rise, I also felt my dick getting hard. Seeing my hot husband chatting to this cute twink who clearly wanted him made me get hard.

I stood for a minute just watching them. I started imagining Jack just leaning in and kissing Henry, seeing them make out with each other. Jack squeezing Henry’s cute bubble but and Henry rubbing his cock.

I was pulled from my horny thought by Jack as he saw me and waved me over.

“Hey babe, how’s it going? You must be tired you’ve been running around all day.”

“It’s fine, got the first drunk people into taxis. Boss is happy with how’s it’s gone so think I can finally relax. I see you’ve met Henry.” I said as I looked at Henry.

Henry was still eye fucking him.

“Where have you been hiding this one Ben? I think you should bring him to work more often! You are very lucky.” Henry was looking at Jack the whole time he said this.

Jack puts his arm around my waist and pulls me close.

“It is definitely me who is the lucky one.”

Then he gives me a kiss on the head. My amazing guy.

We made our excuses and said goodbye to everyone then headed out. Henry gave Jack a very tight squeeze as he hugged him goodbye.

As we were in the taxi home, I couldn’t help thinking about how seeing them together made my dick stir. Just seeing them talking made me feel so horny, it felt like something in me had woken up. I didn’t know how, but I wanted to explore this. Not with Henry, that’s too intense and I see him every day.

But maybe Jack and I could try a threesome.

The moment we got in the door at home we started making out. I unzipped Jacks trousers and pulled his already rock-hard cock out. I got on my knees and started sucking him.

I was so horny I was working his cock hard. Jack was moaning, he had his eyes closed. Was he thinking of Henry? Fuck that made me horny. I managed to deepthroat him till I was nearly at his balls, my mouth stretched wide.

“Fuck baby! You’re gonna make me shoot!”

I held onto his ass as I felt his cock twitch, he let out a grunt as waves and waves of cum shot directly to the back of my throat. I waited till he had finished, slowly pulled of his cock, then shot my own big load all over the floor.

Jack slumped onto the floor next to me.

“Baby, I don’t know what got you so horny but fuck that was amazing”.

I kissed him as we lay on the hallway floor together catching our breath.

Little did he know it was imagining him making out with my work colleague Henry that got me like that.

I couldn’t pretend anymore, I wanted it.

I wanted to see my perfect husband Jack fuck another guy.

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I was right in front of him, my hand gripping the end of his cock. His hand was still holding the rest.

He was staring at me.

I didn’t know if he was going to scream, or punch me, or worse.

All I know is seeing this man masturbating this close to me had made me crazy, and I couldn’t stop.

He didn’t move; he just looked at me. Then, he slowly took his hand off his cock and dropped his arms to his side. Then he closed his eyes again.

I was not going to question it. I now took a proper grip of his cock and started wanking him. My hand just fit around it, he was so thick! I couldn’t believe how incredible his cock felt, meaty and warm and so hard it was almost pulsing. I wanted to make sure he enjoyed this, so I got both my hands and started really working his cock.

I jerked him from base to tip; there was so much pre cum it was easy to get a good rhythm. I made sure my grip was tight and worked that cock like my life depended on it.

Matt’s eyes stayed closed, and he was moaning and grunting as I wanked him.

“Mmmm, fuck” he said, “wank me, fuckkk yeah”.

I could just hear him over the sound of the shower but hearing him say that nearly made me cum without touching my cock.

I got bolder as he was clearly into it and who knows if I’ll get this chance again, so I started wanking him with one hand and with the other I felt his body.

Wow.

I ran my hand up his abs and to his pecs, his big meaty pecs, as the water ran down him from the shower. I felt his nipple and he gasped a little. He liked his nipples being touched. I gently pinched and squeezed one nipple then the other one. I felt his cock twitch a little in my hand.

I then brought my hand down and put my it on his balls, fuck they felt good. His balls were smooth; he obviously shaves and keeps them tidy. His pubes were also shaved so he clearly likes to keep it all tidy.

I started tugging on his balls a little and massaging them as I kept wanking his cock.

Matt was now grunting hard; his whole body was tensing.

Fuck I think he’s gonna cum.

I’m gonna make this god of a man cum.

I went harder now, leaning into him to really jerk his cock. I kept my warm hand on his ball, massaging them.

He’s close, I can feel it.

“Unnnggggggg fuckkkkkkk” Matt grunted out.

His eyes shot open, and he looked straight into my mine as I felt his cock jerk and his cum started spraying out. I felt stream after stream hit my chest. I looked down to watch it shooting out his cock.

What a fucking sight.

I looked back up and Matt was just staring at me. I kept jacking him while he kept shooting.

It went on for ages, he just kept cumming.

Finally, he stopped, and his whole body relaxed.

My hand was still holding onto his cock. I didn’t want to let go, but eventually I let his meat slip out my hand, and I stepped back.

Matt didn’t say anything, he just stood there panting, in a post orgasm daze. I wasn’t sure what to do so I turned and walked back to my cubicle.

When I turned back Matt had already closed his shower cubicle doors. I could see him washing his body under the shower through the crack in his door.

I closed the doors to my shower.

After only a minute or so I heard his shower stop, he dried himself off and left the showers without another word or even a look at me.

I didn’t care; I got to feel his cock and wank him till he shot a huge load all over me. And staring into his eyes as he orgasmed was so intense. He had this look of pure lust. I felt like I’d won the lottery.

I still had some of his cum on me, his shower had washed some off annoyingly, but he shot such a huge load that I still had some on my chest and legs.

I scooped it all up and again got to taste his beautiful, sweet and salty taste. Then I wiped the rest on my cock and used it as lube to wank. I was so hard as I jacked my cock thinking of how good his cock felt in my hand and how incredible it was feeling it jerk as he shot his load.

Very quickly I shot my load all over the shower wall and floor. I stood there gasping for breath as the last of my orgasm subsided.

I showered off and then headed to the changing rooms.

Matt was gone, of course.

After I changed and I started thinking about what happened. Again, he hadn’t touched me, but we had done a lot more than last time. It seemed I was getting used by a straight guy to get off.

Normally this isn’t me. I like a little romance, to get to know someone before jumping into bed. And here I was being used and then ignored but this guy. But I didn’t care one bit. I would do anything this man wanted, take as little or as much as he would give me, that was the truth. He was just too damn goodlooking. I felt lucky to even be in his presence, let alone allowed to touch his cock and get him off.

That night I dreamt of the shower, of Matt and his perfect cock. But this time, as I wanked him, I felt his hand on the top of my head pushing me down towards his cock, and his hands holding my head as he slid his cock into my mouth…

When I woke up the next morning, I desperately hoped I would see him again in the showers, and that I could make my dream a reality.

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At Matt’s class the next day I was somewhat distracted as I worked out.

I kept waiting for a look from him, a glance that lasted a little longer. Some acknowledgements that we jacked off together in the showers the day before. That he shot a huge load several feet into the air that landed on my ass. And, although he doesn’t know this part, that I fucked myself with my fingers using his cum as lube till I shot my load.

Fuck I was getting hard.

Back to focusing on the class.

There had been nothing though, no sign from him anything had happened the day before. He was walking round the class correcting people’s posture and yelling encouragement as we worked through a set focusing on our glutes (my favourite). He seemed to like my glutes yesterday when I was showing off my ass I thought, smiling to myself.

He was wearing his usual low cut tank top and some very tight-fitting gym shorts that seemed to struggle to not rip from his thick thighs pressing at the material.

Fuck this man was hot.

The class ended and we all shuffled out. As I got to Matt, he gave me the usual high five.

“Good job!” he said while smiling his gorgeous smile at me.

I just nodded and smiled back. I think I had lost the ability to speak.

I headed upstairs to cool off and get a smoothie. I was planning to wait, as I normally do, for the changing rooms to empty a bit, then I would take my place at the end cubicle and hope this sex god would make an appearance again.

I barely drank my very overpriced smoothie as I was so nervous. The idea it might happen again, that I would even get to gaze on his naked body and hard cock, was making me crazy.

After about fifteen minutes I headed down. The changing room had emptied out a bit again, so I stripped off, grabbed a towel and headed to the end cubicle.

And there I waited.

I cleaned myself several times and eventually just stood under the water waiting in anticipation.

But he didn’t come.

After what must have been twenty minutes or more, I accepted defeat and headed out to get changed.

I was more disappointed that I wanted to admit to myself. And embarrassed. Of course he didn’t come back, as if a guy like that is ever going to do anything with me again. I got insanely lucky once, I should just feel happy about that.

And that’s how it was for the next week. I did my classes, showered on my own when most people had gone, and went home.

I did have one new routine which was furiously wanking my dick every night to the image of Matts beautiful body, the water dripping off his muscles as he stared into my eyes and wanked his massive cock. It was etched in my mind forever.

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A week later I got to the end shower cubicle after a very rigorous class from Matt and a nice post class smoothie. I turned the shower on and let the hot water soothe my aching body. My mind was elsewhere, so I only realised someone had come into the showers when I heard the water turn on.

My stomach did about ten somersaults.

Could it be? Is it Matt?

I turned around to face the shower doors so I could look through the crack, and there was that now familiar muscled back and meaty ass that had been fuelling my wanks every night.

He was back.

I actually stopped breathing for a minute. I just stood there looking as my dick grew hard. I could see him soaping his body under the water, his hands running all over it and slowly he turned so I could see his broad chest and ripped abs. And there was his perfect and huge cock swinging between his legs. His hand moved down his body towards his cock, then he started gently rubbing it.

I watched as it started to grow.

He hadn’t looked at me yet, he was looking down at his cock. One hand now played with his balls as the other started jerking his dick. It was getting bigger. Watching that monster grow to full size was a thing of beauty.

Soon he stood there, with the water running down his body, holding his ten-inch cock in both his hands and gently stroking it. His cock head bulged. I was now leaning against the doors of my shower straining to see into his.

Matt then looked up. His eyes locked with mine.

For a while he carried on stroking his cock while looking into my eyes. Then, without saying anything, he opened one half of his shower cubicle. I did the same to mine.

But this time he then opened the second door.

Oh my god.

His cubicle was now fully open. I had an unobstructed view of him. I quickly opened mine, and now we stood there a few feet apart both hard and wanking our cocks and starring into each other’s eyes.

I could see every inch of him. He was the most beautiful man I had ever seen. My nightly wanks hadn’t done him justice. His big pecs bounced a little as he jacked his cock and his abs rippled with tightness. He took a step back suddenly and I thought something was wrong, but he just leant against the back wall of the shower and bent his legs a little so he could really fuck his cock into his hands.

Wow. What a sight.

I was furiously wanking my hard cock, my eyes taking in every inch of him.

He closed his eyes and leant his head back against the wall, lost in the feelings of jerking his own cock.

Clearly, he got off being watched. But would he like more?

I had no idea.

But at that moment, seeing this beautiful, muscled god leaning against the shower wall, eyes closed, jacking his dick, I had a crazy thought. And before I could really think if it was a good idea…

I stepped forward.

I looked down the corridor, there was no one around.

Matts eyes were still closed.

So, I walked forward and into his shower cubicle.

Then I reached my hand out…

And took hold of his cock.

Matts eyes shot open.

Fuck.

Everyone loved Matts classes.

He ran a weight session at this boutique gym I had been going to, and you always had to book to get into his class. Mainly, as the classes were so good. He had this fun, but he also pushed you hard. So, you know you were gonna get a good work out in.

But also, he was hot. Like, really really hot. He was in his early thirties, with dark hair, tanned skin and the kind of muscles you only get if you have been going to the gym every day for years. Big arms and pecs with perfect abs and a very sexy v-line. He would wear these low-cut tank tops and tight-fitting shorts in class, and seeing his rippling body covered in sweat every class was enough to make me keep coming back. At the end of each class, he would stand at the door as you leave and give you a high five, and my heart did a little flutter every time.

Of course, he was straight. He had a gorgeous girlfriend I had seen a few times around the gym, and I had recently heard they just had a kid together.

The class was full of guys, a lot of them gay (I am sure going for the same reasons as me) so the changing room after class was always rammed. I got very self-conscious being around all these very toned, buff guys so would hold back a bit after class until it got quieter.

I am not in bad shape myself; I go the gym four times a week and also enjoy running so I have pretty decent body for a guy in his early thirties. I don’t have a six pack, but I do have a nice, toned stomach and am particularly proud of my ass. I admit it’s my favourite part to work on in the gym, so I have a nice bubble butt which does get a lot of compliments. But some of the guys here work out every day, so I prefer waiting to strip off till there’s less people in the changing rooms.

The showers are located just off the main changing room, down a little corridor. There is a line of four shower cubicles facing another four opposite. I know from some of the guys around the gym the end ones can get a bit cruisy during busy times. As much as I do find that hot, I don’t get involved. Again, a bit too self-conscious but also, I generally like going for a date before getting down to business. But I had been tempted a few times when I had been going through a particularly dry spell, and I hadn’t hooked up with a guy in a couple weeks, so I was feeling the horn.

On this particular day Matts class had been hard, harder than normal. He really pushed everyone. We were all dripping in sweat after and Matt was wearing a white tank top that had gone fully see through with sweat, so his pecs and rippling abs were on full display. I had to really focus so as not to get a hard on. At the end of class, we all shuffled out, and I couldn’t help but swoon a bit when he looked me in the eyes as he high fived me. Why is this straight man so hot?

I headed upstairs to the cafe to grab a post workout shake and wait for the changing rooms to quiet down after the class rush.

After about fifteen minutes I headed back down to the changing rooms. As I went in, I was glad to see there were only a couple guys finishing off getting changed. I went to my locker and got my stuff out then stripped down, grabbed a towel, and headed off to the showers.

The showers were empty, my favourite. Means I can have a nice long hot shower undisturbed. I took one down the end and hung my towel over the frosted glass doors. The doors to the shower cubicles are two frosted glass doors with a gap down the middle. This means if you look across you can see a little into the other shower. If someone else is there you can catch glimpse of them, and there have been times I’ve enjoyed a sneaky little look at a hot guy showering across from me.

I turned on my shower and started lathering up my body under the hot water. Damn that felt so good, my muscles were sore from class. I was enjoying the feel of the water on my skin when I heard someone coming into the showers. I didn’t think anything of it until they walked all the way to the end and started going into the cubicle across from me.

Considering all the other showers are free it seemed an odd choice.

Like I said I hadn’t got off in a while, but I wasn’t into cruising here, so I just I carried on soaping up my body. After a minute though I couldn’t help but have a look to see who had gone into the shower across from me. I could see a naked body under the steam of the shower. Wow, they had an amazing body. I could just see their rock-hard ass and muscly back and broad shoulders, then they turned, and I saw an insane rippling six pack and a handsome face.

Holy shit it was Matt.

Matt the gorgeous straight trainer was showering across from me. As I had this realisation his hands moved from where he had been soaping himself and I caught sight of his thick meaty cock. It was huge, swinging there between his thick things.

I realised I had stopped breathing and was just standing staring, I quickly resumed cleaning myself. The trainers do use the showers sometimes; I just hadn’t seen him in here before. I had heard he normally just left after classes and went home as he didn’t live far. But here he was, naked, right across from me.

Now I knew he was straight so nothing would happen, but the fact I get to see his naked body and that amazing cock would fuel my wanks for a long time. I didn’t want to make him uncomfortable, but I had to steal a few more glances. My cock was already starting to get hard, so I tried to take deep breaths to calm it down.

I turned back around so I was facing towards his shower and could see him again through the door cracks. He was cleaning his body all over and he was facing me so I could see his abs and cock again. His hands started rubbing his cock…and kept rubbing it.

Was he getting hard?

He was pulling at his cock and was using his other hand to massage his abs. Fuck this is so hot.

Then I saw him look straight at me.

Oh shit. Busted.

I froze.

I had no idea what to do. I was caught staring.

But he didn’t stop rubbing his cock. He was now looking straight at me while rubbing his dick, and it was getting hard. I don’t know how, but it kept getting bigger. It had to be like nine or ten inches when at full hardness.

I was rock hard now, standing with the water running down me just watching as he started properly jacking himself off.

What he did next blew my mind.

Without saying anything he took one of the doors and opened it, so I had a much clearer view. I was completely mesmerised. I followed his lead and opened one of the doors of my shower and started wanking my cock.

How the fuck was this happening?

We were both standing facing each other, only a few feet away, with our showers running while jacking our cocks. This god of a man looking me straight in the eyes. I started to get bold, so I turned and started rubbing my ass, showing it off to him. He started jacking harder, really working his cock which had now reached a good ten inches.

I spread my cheeks and started fingering my hole, showing it off to him. Fuck he made me act so slutty. I moaned as I slid a finger in. He was now staring at my hole, his face pure concentrated lust. I slid a second finger in as I was jacking my cock too.

He started groaning quietly, this low rumble I could just hear it over the sound of the water. He was wanking his huge cock all the way from the base to the head, now using both hands. Then suddenly his head flew back, and he shot an almighty load of cum which flew across and hit me on my ass and lower back. I never seen cum shoot so far! He kept jacking as the wave of orgasm hit him, his cock shooting out so much cum. Fuck this guy’s balls were full.

He slowly came to a stop and shook the last of the cum dripping from his monster cock onto the floor. He didn’t look at me once as he stepped back into the shower and closed the door.

I didn’t know what to do, this perfect man’s cum was on my ass and lower back and I just watched him orgasm while jacking off to me. I closed my door too and stepped in but made sure the water didn’t wash of his cum.

He cleaned his body and then turned off the shower and dried himself off. Then left the shower cubicle and headed off to the changing room without so much as looking at me.

I stood there in shock. Did that just happen, or did I just have the most intense sex dream in the shower? I felt my ass and there was his cum, it happened. I scooped it off my ass and back and looked at it in my fingers. I smelt it, fuck that smelt good. Then I took my fingers and licked a bit of the cum. I tasted the sweet saltiness of it. Fuck.

I was feeling so kinky that with the rest still on my fingers I slid them back inside my ass and fucked myself with his cum, as I jacked my cock and blew my own huge load against the shower wall.

I was completely dazed after I shot. One of the most intense orgasms I had ever had.

I cleaned myself under the water and then dried off and headed out of the showers and back to the changing room.

It was empty. I went to my locker and got changed.

As I headed out, I didn’t see him anywhere.

I was confused. I know he was straight but what was that? We didn’t actually touch he just jacked off in front of me. I honestly didn’t care what he was, maybe just a horny guy that needed to get off and I was in the right place at the right time. And as much as I don’t normally do anything like this, I knew I would do anything for that man.

My main thought was will it ever happen again? I highly doubted it.

But as I left, I made sure to go to the front desk and book onto his next class.

And I will be back at the end shower cubicle; in case he wants round two.

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