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Tiffany and I have been married for 15 years. We have known each other since we were kids. High School sweethearts in fact. We first met when I moved to town in 6th grade. Little did I know at the time that we were moving in next door to my future wife. Tif was always an attractive girl. But she's even better now but I could biased. She is 5'2" 125 pounds. She has straight blonde hair with a rosie complexion. Her full C cup chest is matched pretty evenly by her shapely buttocks. I still get hard just looking at her.
We have never had children. Tif got sick our sophomore year of high school. Turned out to be cancer. Long story short it rendered her unable to bear children. We talked a bit about adopting but decided against it. As much of a bummer as that is it did allow us to concentrate on our careers. She became a very successful real estate agent and I have been blessed in some stock dealings. We both have stayed in touch with our bodies and enjoy workout and exercise. We used to go the gym together but after I sold my consulting business I've started going to the gym more often.
I was at the gym one day when I was approached by a younger guy. He was about 5'5" 165 pounds. Not a bad looking guy. Light brown hair cut short. He had a very thin build. Nice face, good jawline. He asked me if I could spot him. I agreed. I walked over to the bench and found he only had 100 pounds on the bar. "I'm just getting started. One day I hope I can have a build like yours." He said a bit embarrassed. I'm 6'4" 225. Not to brag but I do have nicely defined arms, shoulders, and chest. I also work the lower body so I'm not one of those top heavy looking guys. Good muscles but not body builder big. The kid was nice. He told me his name was Justin and he was 19. Came from a broken home and had been raised by foster parents who were just in it for the paycheck. I agreed to meet up with him a few times a week to train him.
After a few weeks of training it was clear he was eager but he didn't have the means for the proper supplement regiment. I took care of that for him. By now I would consider him a friend. We would often go grab a meal or a drink after our workout. We got to know each other on a more personal level. I had kept Tif informed of the situation and she thought it was great that I was helping the guy out. Then on one of our Friday training sessions Justin was acting a bit odd. He kept leaning in close when he'd spit me. And I could swear he kept trying to look up the leg of my shorts when I was spotting him on the bench. I put it out of my mind and just told myself I was misinterpreting. We decided to run to a local sports bar for a quick meal and drink after. We both hit the showers. I finished rather quickly as I was starving. I heard Justin call out my name. "Hey Brock. Can you grab me a towel? I forgot mine." I grabbed one that the gym had. When I went to bring it to him his stall curtain was wide open and he was standing there naked. Not a big deal he was in the shower after all, but what was is he was at full mast. You never try to make eye contact or to look at another man's unit in the shower but when old one eye is standing at attention your eyes wander. I handed him the towel and quickly averted my attention. I'll be outside when you're done.
He came out about 10 minutes later. He looked a little sad. "I'm gonna just call it a night." He said. "Come on man, I'm starving. Don't make that loser who eats alone." I replied. "I'm actually a bit embarrassed and just think it better if I head home." His voice thick with shame. "Why cause you popped a woody. Dude I got one too. It happens." I tried to sound reassuring. "I don't think you understand." He came over and out of nowhere kissed me. For some reason I didn't immediately push him away. That's until I felt his hand touch my dick. "Whoa!" I said, pushing him back. "I like you. I'm gay and I can't not have you know anymore. And by the look on your face I know this was not something you're into so I'm gonna leave before I embarrass myself worse." He got in his car and drove off. I stood stunned for a few moments. "What The Fuck?!" I said out loud.
I skipped dinner and headed home. I told Tif almost immediately upon walking in the door. She smiled and actually giggled a little. "Did you want to take it further than that?" She asked. "What? No. I'm not gay." She laughed. "Take it as a compliment." She said. Then she kissed me out of nowhere. I scooped her up into my arms and carried her to the bedroom. I ripped open her blouse buttons flying off. Her perfect C cups wedged into a red and black bra. We kissed again. She was sitting on the bed and I was standing in front of her leaning down. Her hands went to my belt and started unfastening it. Before I could think anything of it her hand was in my pants working to free my cock from its confines. I stood up and let her get what she was after. She took me into her mouth and began slowly working in the knob. I let my pants fall to the floor. I leaned my head back and enjoyed the feeling of more of my cock pushing into her mouth. In my mind I suddenly got a flash of Justin's naked body. My cock flexed and got harder. What the hell was wrong with me. I tried to block it out. I pushed Tif back on the bed and removed her skirt and panties. I immediately found her pussy which was sopping wet. It would appear the nights events had gotten her a bit excited too. I hammered home on her pussy for a while and try to take in the site of my beautiful wife's body. But my mind kept wandering back to Justin. She could tell I was distracted. She pushed me back. She turned over showing me her round per little ass. She reached up and grabbed lube from the bedside table. She handed it to me. "Take my ass. Use the lube. Pretend I'm him." She said confidently. "What? Why?" I was puzzled. "I think it's fucking hot! Now fuck my ass and pretend I'm him! Don't stop until you e completely dumped every drop in my canal." I did as she said. We didn't do anal often so I wasn't about to let this go. I lubed up and pushed through her sphincter. I took a bit of time to let her get used to my cock. When I felt her relax I went for it. I started hammering her ass and she exhaled in the delight. "Yes Brock! Give me that big fucking cock!" I proceeded to push in as far as i could. I think she could sense I was getting close and she looked back me. "Tell Justin you're gonna cum!" She said very serious. I grabbed her hair at the scalp and pulled her head back. "Oh fuck! Justin I'm gonna cum in you!" I said. As I said it my cock spasmed and exploded. I pumped my goo into her butthole not stopping until I was spent. I collapsed on her back. I kissed her neck softly. Then slowly rolled off of her. She cuddled up against me for a few minutes.
After we regained our breathe she said, "I think you should fuck him." "What?" I said. "We could do it as a threesome if you'd feel more comfortable. But either way I want to watch. I've actually always fantasized about it. I want you to see your big cock use a man's ass. There's something about it that really gets me going." She was not kidding. She grabbed my phone and told me to call him. "Tell him I want to meet him. Not mad, I'm intrigued. Ask him if he likes girls too."
I don't know why I did it but I called him up. To my surprise he did answer. I thought maybe he was still to embarrassed. "Hey man, my wife wants to meet you." I said. "Did you tell her?" "Yeah, and she actually thinks we should hook up. She just wants to watch or join if you're okay with it." "Really, you had that straight guy I'm never going to be around you again look when i kissed you earlier." "I was caught off guard and you're the only guy that I've ever kissed. So it was more shock. I like you though. I want to keep working out and hanging out. But if we are going to do anything like what you and wife seem to have planned I need to be clear. Ain't no one doing nothing to my butt. And I ain't sucking a dick. Are we all clear on that?" "Yes dear." Tif said. "Yeah that's cool." I heard on the other end of the phone. "Why don't you come over to our place tomorrow at say 6?" We agreed and he hung up. "I'm so excited!" Tif expounded. Did I just agree to this?
To be continued...