I’m so horny I have to lose this load...

I was lying in bed, lightly stroking my cock, while my wife laid beside me. I was horny, frustrated and confused. Our dinner guests had left for the evening but I couldn’t help thinking about them – what they looked like naked, what positions they did it in, what kind of sounds did they make when they came, things like that. Beth, my wife, and I were only married a little over a year and I thought I should still be in that “honeymoon” phase, only thinking of her and doing it about 17 times a day, but to be honest, the sex was not that great and certainly not that often. But that’s a story for another time. It was our guests, Rick and Lisa, and Rick in particular, that had me hard that night.

As we climbed into bed, I tried to initiate sex with Beth but was told maybe in the morning – she was too tired right now. So I laid there lightly rubbing my throbbing cock while I thought of Rick and Lisa.

Let me back the truck up a bit. Lisa was a co-worker with Beth and they introduced me to Lisa’s husband, Rick. He and I just sort of hit it off. No thoughts of intimacy or wild flings; the four of us just enjoyed each other’s company.
As couples we started to see each other more often and that was fine with me. Rick and I became good friends and sometimes met up for a beer or two after work. Late one afternoon we were having one of those beers and the bartender was a particularly well-endowed young woman. That, of course, started us talking about sex.

We started to compare notes and it seemed as if we liked the same things (hello, who doesn’t like a blow job?). But Rick and Lisa were more adventuresome then Beth and I ever were. Maybe it was the beers but Rick started sharing what I considered to be pretty intimate details. We were like two high school boys talking about sex. I found out Lisa loved it when Rick ate her ass, or he would use a paint brush to lightly paint and stroke her pussy with lube. They not only watched porn together but they would watch each other masturbate or give a helping hand. But I was really surprised to hear that Rick still jerked off alone – sometimes a couple of times a week.

“I mean, I do it, but my sex life isn’t that great" I interjected. "I would have thought that Lisa would be more than enough for you.”

“Nah, sometimes I just need to get off. You know, a quick release without having to worry about pleasing someone else. Sometimes I just like the familiar feel of my hand.”

I nodded in agreement and then confessed how frustrated I was becoming in the bedroom. I even told him that the only way I could stir things up a bit would be to switch hands.

“Do you want Lisa to talk to Beth” Rick honestly asked.

“Heavens no” I exclaimed. “If she knew I was talking about her she would shut me off completely. I jack off way too much as it is. Please don’t share that.”

Rick then caught me off guard and asked if I ever jacked off with anyone before.

“Well, as a k**, yeah. You know, you go through that learning and experimentation stage.” I left out the part where I had sex with my roommate at a job training session a few years back. I looked intently at Rick and started to wonder where this was leading.

Rick looked in his beer and quietly asked if I had ever been with a man before. I had enough beer in me that I gave him an honest, albeit incomplete answer, and told him how I was seduced by an older man while I was a senior in college.
Rick’s eyes were wide as I told him how I went from being totally heterosexual to acting out some bisexual fantasies. Leaving out a lot of the details I did tell him that I was captivated by a handsome, older man that not only paid attention to me but showed me some of the finer things in life. Sex was not only different but a whole new dimension. We eventually went our separate ways and since I married Beth, I hadn’t been with anyone else – man or woman – unless you count my imagination and my left hand.

Rick laughed and said “Wow, I was feeling guilty about having a bate buddy when I was in school. But from watching porn what I’ve come to realize is that ‘I like sex! Period.’’

I was trying to think how to respond, but it only made for an awkward silence. Was Rick coming on to me? I’m sure neither of us knew how to say what we were both thinking, but Rick suddenly called for the check and said “I got to get out of here and get home. I’m sure Lisa’s waiting for me.”

“Sure, sure, I have to go too. But hey, maybe we could watch some porn together sometime. Maybe later this week, you know.”

“Ughh, yeah, maybe later” and he grabbed his coat and nearly ran out of the bar.

I wasn’t sure what happened. I replayed the conversation over and over in my mind, and all I could think of was that he had never been so honest with anyone before.

Rick and Lisa were to come to our house the next Friday night and I wasn’t sure if it would be awkward or not. I can tell you I had a woody most of the day thinking about different possibilities or scenarios. Could Rick and I slip off together and do something? I could picture myself kneeling before him, while the girls gossiped in the next room, working his hard cock through his pants and slowly pulling down his shorts. Or maybe he would make the first move; subtle at first, the brush of an arm, an innocent glance. And then when we were alone, Rick would touch my nipples as he fondled my cock. Or was I off base a bit and was he suggesting a 3 way with him and Lisa. That too could prove to be interesting. I could us in a daisy chain, each licking and sucking each other; hands wandering over each other's bodies. All were great fantasies that kept my mind humming all day.

But when they arrived, it was like the bar conversation never happened; neither Rick or I brought it up. It was all the usual light conversation and banter that we always had. When I saw them standing together, all I could picture was Lisa on all fours with Rick licking her asshole or Lisa brushing her long brown hair over Rick’s erect cock as she rubbed his balls. Several times that evening I caught myself in an erotic trance.

That night I crawled into bed with a raging hard on after thinking about sex all day and the perpetual erection the fantasies created. I reached over to Beth, but she put me off till morning, turning her back to me and pulling the sheet up around her shoulders. Now my thoughts focused on watching porn with Rick, reaching out and touching him, precum oozing from his thick cock as I stroked him. I pushed my pants down to my knees and started to rhythmically stroke my own cock. Beth turned over and looked at me and said “what are you doing?” as if it wasn’t obvious.

“Fantasizing, honey, just fantasizing. Want to give me a hand or join me?” hoping that we could at least masturbate together like Lisa and Rick.

“Eww – that’s all you think about. Go to sleep” and she shut her eyes. I kept going but watched her. She would open her eyes and take a peek and then shut them. I couldn't tell if she enjoyed the show or if it was "gross" to her. I'm guessing the latter. Normally that would have been frustrating for me, but tonight I was okay with it; I was thinking about stroking Rick’s hard, throbbing cock.

I closed my eyes and pictured Rick laying naked in front of me. As my right hand squeezed my nipples, I pictured squeezing his; my hands rubbing his body, circling down his flat stomach to a waiting, large cock. I would stroke him slowly at first, playing with his head, letting my fingers lightly rub the precum up and down his shaft. I would move faster and faster until I would feel his cock turn rock hard and even more swollen. Cum would shoot up his body as his hips convulsed. I let out a little groan as my own cum shot up to my neck and onto my chest. I laid there quietly for a moment and then cleaned myself up with some tissues that were nearby.

As I pulled my boxers back up and positioned the sheet around me I couldn't help but to sarcastically whisper to Beth, "You missed a good time."

"Tomorrow, honey, tomorrow. I was just too tired tonight." she whispered back.

But down deep I knew that even if we did something in the morning, this was the beginning of the end for us.

I didn’t want to appear to anxious, so I waited a week and called Rick to see if we could meet for beers the next afternoon. He was agreeable and we set up a time at our regular bar. I was hoping we could somehow get back to the sex talk and maybe figure out a way to get some private time to watch porn together.

When I arrived Rick was already waiting outside the bar and told me to get in his car and we would try someplace different. I wasn’t sure what bar we would go to but it wasn’t long before we pulled up in front of a XXX cinema. I laughed and asked if he was k**ding and he said, “Not at all. I think we both may need a good wank.”

We paid our admission and fumbled our way to the seats as our eyes adjusted to the darkened room. I hadn’t been to an adult bookstore or porno theater for a long, long time but to be honest, if you’ve seen one you have seen them all. There were a few guys hanging around the back wall and a few more s**ttered about the theater.
I have to admit from the moment I walked in I was mesmerized by the woman on the screen giving two guys with enormous cocks a blowjob. I was immediately hard and had to adjust my pants to accommodate my growing cock. Rick was already squeezing his cock though his pants as his eyes were glued to the screen. We were in the middle of a row and someone came and sat at the end of it about 4 seats away from me. Another chap sat in the row in front of us but one off and kept looking over his shoulder at us, I’m sure hoping for a show. I looked back at the guy at the end of the row and he already had his dick in his hand and was slowly rubbing it. I sensed some movement behind us where another guy had dropped his trouser to his knees and was starting to slowly pull on his cock. I glanced back at the screen and turned to Rick and was surprised to see him holding his hard cock in his hand. “Finally” I thought, "a fantasy will come true."

I straightened up a bit and pulled down my zipper. Just as I freed my straining cock from my pants the screen went blank and we were in total darkness. That lasted for a minute or so and the audience started to murmur. Then the screen turned to a fuzzy pattern and the house lights slowly went up. As the lights came on, the dicks returned to their respective pants. A moment later, a man appeared and apologized and said that they were having a problem with the projector and would be unable to continue the movie. Everyone would have to leave. Passing out tickets for a free admission to all the patrons he continued to apologize. I was so frustrated. I had finally been able to see that glorious tool that belonged to Rick but only for a few seconds. What a lousy break.

As we walked back to the car, I said to Rick “that would have been fun. I haven’t done anything like that for a while. Maybe we could use those passes next week. But let’s get a beer.”

“Nah, Let’s get your car and swing by my place.”

“But won’t Lisa be there?” I asked.

“Yeah, and maybe she can fix us something to eat.”

Again, my hopes were dashed but I agreed. When we got to their place we went down to their playroom where Rick pulled out a bunch of porno tapes and said “take your pick”

I was so surprised I just grabbed one and handed it to Rick to put on. “Oh yeah, I like this one” he said as he took the cover off. “Good choice.”

I sat on the sofa and Rick was in a recliner as the movie started. Again my hard on ached to be released from my pants. Rick played with himself though his pants but again, as if ill-fated by the gods, Lisa came home and Rick yelled up – “I’m down here with Aaron”

I could hear her footsteps on the stairwell as she was saying “So good to see you. Can you stay for dinner? What are you guys watching – Oh, porn – honestly – if it isn’t sports it’s porn. Well, I’ll start dinner. And here’s a spoiler alert – the guy with the blonde hair screws everyone in the movie.” We all laughed and she started back up the stairs.

I sort of froze but Rick undid his zipper and stuck his hand in his pants.

“Aren’t you afraid she will be back?” I nervously asked.

“I don’t think so, I think she’ll leave us alone for a while. I’m so horny I have to lose this load” and with that he pulled his pants down to his knees. I know I stared at his body. He had manscaped himself so that his pubes formed a tidy patch just above his cock. His balls were smooth and already tight against his body. The head of his cock was swollen a deep purple was starting to leak a bit of precum. Without taking my eyes from that beautiful, throbbing cock I yanked open my belt and dropped my pants to my ankles and started to squeeze my own hard cock. Rick got up and came over to the couch and dropped beside me, keeping his pants around his ankles. I reached over to take his manhood in my hand and Rick dropped his head back on the couch as he let out a soft moan.

After a few strokes he sat up and took my cock lightly yet firmly. He smiled and said “I thought it would feel this way. I’ve thought about it so much.” He told me this was the first cock other than his own that he ever touched. I asked him about his bate buddy back in school and he said that they only jacked off together – they never touched one another.

“Enjoy” was all I could say and I dropped my head back as he started to stroke me. Then I felt his breath on my cock and I heard him whisper – “I want this. I want this” and his mouth fell on my cock. I felt waves of sensation course through me. I raised my hips and started to fuck his mouth.

“Wait a minute” I gasped as I pulled out. I turned on the couch so that we could 69 and have this experience together. As I was sucking him I let my fingers run lightly between his ass hole and his balls. Even with his mouth full of my cock I could hear him moan. I ran my tongue up and down his shaft and circled his head several times. Wetting my middle finger I found his asshole and pressed inward. In no time at all I was in but had to stop because his muscles clamped down on my finger. I let it it be still for a few seconds and when I felt him relax I pushed it in further. His hips were moving now, I wasn’t sure if it was because of his dick in my throat or my finger in his ass. As I pulled my finger out, he shot his load in my mouth. I swallowed hard but couldn’t keep up with the stream of cum and some leaked out of my cheeks and ran down my face.

I was next and my load probably matched his in volume. I shot and shot and shot some more. He made no effort to swallow but let it all run down my cock and his hand which was stroking and squeezing my shaft.

We laid there for a moment both sort of stunned and out of breath. Rick got up and got a wash cloth so that I could clean up. We quietly pulled up our pants and Rick said, “I think that was worth waiting for. That was incredible.”

“Were you serious about never having done that before?” I asked.

Before he could answer, Lisa called out “Dinner’s ready. Put your peckers back in your pants and come up.”

“You don’t think she heard us, do you?” I was concerned.

“Nah, if anything she may think we were beating our meat. But I doubt that. You know Lisa, she just likes to mess around.”

Oh, how I wished I was married to her.