Date: Sat, 4 Feb 2017 02:07:27 -0600
From: Luka Serdukovph <pen.cock.tx@gmail.com>
Subject: Cheating - Chapter 1

The following is a work of fiction: Any resemblance to persons living or
deceased is purely coincidental. It depicts sexual situations between
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Everything was at such a good point in my life! I had been in a
relationship that was really moving forward for about 4 years. We were
happy and healthy, and lived together. It had been a blur of a week - work,
school, and having an old friend of mine down for a couple of days during
the week. I guess I should start off by introducing myself, I'm Luka. My
boyfriend's name is Jack. Sometimes I really have a fun time calling him
'Jackie', which he hates. I'm about six feet tall, brown hair and eyes, and
have always had a pretty trim athletic build. Jack, on the other hand,
couldn't get enough muscle. He was huge, a couple of inches taller than me,
and a monster. His biceps had biceps! He worked out religiously, his body
was covered in thick, dark, hair (that I wouldn't let him shave) and he's
got a full head of hair like a Disney prince. Jack is only a couple of
years older than I am, I'm 26 and he's 28.


Wednesday night my friend Lee had come to stay with us for a couple of
days. He was looking to relocate to our area and had some interviews he
needed to be in town for. A former fling of mine turned long-time friend,
naturally I offered up our spare bedroom. He was a perfect guest. Nothing
really out of the ordinary happened until Friday night, the night before
Lee drove back home on Saturday. We decided to celebrate Lee's good fortune
in getting a callback for a job he'd really set his hopes on. We piled into
my boyfriend's massive truck, laughing and talking, and set off to
dinner. We picked a pretty cozy place, a little off the beaten path, dim,
and quiet. The food, we'd heard, is to die for - one of those places that
seems like a really well-kept secret. Despite the need for more staff, they
had us seated and drinks in front of us pretty quickly, they put us in a
round booth in the back corner that probably sat about 6. I picked which
side I wanted to sit on, Lee sat across from me, leaving Jack to negotiate
his way around the back of the booth to the middle. The food lived up to
it's reputation and soon we were having a great time, despite our
mostly-inattentive waiter.

After my third or fourth drink, I excused myself from the table with a grin
and made a crude joke about needing to piss. What a piss it was! I
gratefully hauled out my eight inch uncut cock and let the piss flow freely
into the urinal. I'll admit that I shook it more than twice, and gave my
hoodskin a couple of slow pulls back so I could oggle my own pink dick
head. I was thinking about how lucky I was, across the board. I was lucky
to have such a hunky hung boyfriend, with that fat ten inch cock that
just...I needed to stop. I was getting hard. I'd wait till we got home and
Lee was in bed, then I could shamelessly beg my boyfriend to split me in
half. I was a pretty eager bottom, and my boyfriend was a great top.
Whether it was drinking, drugs, even being sober, everything made me horny
as hell.  I reluctantly put my dick away with a whispered promise to make
it up to him later and headed out of the bathroom back to our table.

I almost stopped in the middle of my tracks on the way back. My friend was
leaning into my boyfriend, his hand in his lap, whispering something into
his ear. I saw Lee's arm move, he was trying to stroke Jack. I could tell,
shit, I'd used that move on guys before. I took a deep breath and my heart
started racing but I kept walking to the table. My friend pulled back,
noticed me, and quickly pulled his hand out of Jack's lap. They were both
smiling at me, but I suspected I knew what had been going on. I moved a
little more than I had to into the booth to get back to my seat and that's
when I got my confirmation: Ten inches of veiny fat cock trying to rip it's
way out of my boyfriend's skin-tight jeans. It's not the easiest thing for
my boyfriend to hide his erections, and this one was not any different.

"Did I miss anything?" I asked, playing it cool for now. I even threw in a
little chuckle after, to make sure I wasn't acting odd.

"No." Jack answered, pulling me in for a sidehug and a kiss. "Lee was just
telling me how much he'll be looking forward to a change of scenery." Lee
verified this with a sad smile and a nod.

"Yeah, I'm just really tired of the gay scene in my town." Lee whined,
"I've either slept with everyone worth sleeping with, or know all of them
too well to date them.  It's rough! And then the guys that come through
town all get picked off faster than hell, buncha thirsty bitches...and of
course all the good ones are taken."

We all laughed, it seemed like an all-too-common complaint. I knew, though,
why they snuck each other a sidelong glance. There was arousal in that
brief look, they were both itching to get each others pants down. I took
another deep breath, trying to steady myself. This wasn't a dream and I
wasn't going to wake up from it, my friend was actually trying to pick up
my boyfriend. Thanks, Lee. There was, however, a very dark corner of my
mind that admired the situation, knowing what a great bottom Lee was. Even
I had enjoyed topping him on more than one occassion. The two of them would
look so fucking hot together, sweat pouring down them as my boyfriend
forced his thick juicy cock into Lee's....fuck, I was getting hard
again. Reign it back in, Luka! Control yourself!

We had a couple of more drinks, and I was mostly at peace with the
situation. Maybe I had been reading too much into it? It could have just
been some fun flirting.  Even I would admit to standing back a little too
far at urinals in public because I loved when men would look at my
cock. This wasn't so different, right? Right!

"We should go dancing!" Jack suddenly exclaimed, lighting up with his
brilliant idea.

"Oh, that would be awesome!" Lee immediately agreed. "I love dancing, it
would really be a great way to celebrate!"

They both turned to look for my agreement and my stomach sank. I had
swallowed a lead balloon. Dancing? After I knew that Lee had gotten Jack
hard and had been whispering God-only-knows-what into his ear like they
were on a date? This couldn't be a good idea. I winced, a little, frowning
as I started to protest. I opened my mouth.

"Let's do it!" I heard myself say. Fuck, Luka, you should've come up with
an excuse.  I couldn't. I didn't want to ruin a good night and honestly the
thought of Lee and Jack fucking each other's brains out was getting more
and more appealing. I was half- hard again, it seemed like I was going to
be betrayed by all of our cocks tonight.

We payed and piled into Jack's truck again, I put on some thumpy music that
I had hoped would get me in the club spirit. As we neared the door, my
heart was racing, I was feeling a hot rage creep up the back of my neck,
and I felt like I wanted to throw up. When we made it in, things were in
full swing.

"Hmmm...a nice view! Lots of meat, here." Lee purred from behind Jack. Lee
was significantly shorter than both of us and I knew that he couldn't see
over or through Jack. What a ballsy comment.

"I'm sure you'll find more than what you're looking for." Jack replied with
a hearty chuckle. These assholes! If I hadn't seen Lee rubbing on my
boyfriend's cock, I would have no idea of the inferred conversation that
they were really having with each other. My dick throbbed in my
jeans. Fuck, why did I think this was so hot?

Once again, however, my fears were quelled. The two of them behaved pretty
well, and seemed to have settled into a routine of finding Lee someone to
hook up with. That works for me! My cock gave me a twinge of
disappointment, though. I ignored it. There was no way I could actually
want to see Jack pumping Lee full of all ten of his angry inches. Pretty
soon we were all taking turns going on and off the dancefloor, the three of
us together, me and Jack, me and Lee, and then my stomach turned again. Lee
lit up as soon as a Britney Spears song came on. He knocked back his drink
in one swig and grabbed Jack's arm.

"Let's go!!!" he hollered enthusiastically over the music.

Jack gave me a helpless look and a shrug, then trotted along behind my
excited friend.  Lee took Jack right into the thick of things in the middle
of the dancefloor. I took a long slow drink of my cocktail, trying to
breathe deep. They weren't doing anything!  It was just dancing, they're
fine. Soon, Lee turned. He bit his lower lip and backed that vuluptuous ass
right up against my boyfriend. Don't panic, Luka, it's just dancing. Jack
had other ideas. His big burly hands moved down Lee's sides seductively,
grabbing him by his hips and yanking him back against him hard. My jaw
fell. My pulse started racing again, like my heart was going to beat out of
my chest. I felt another lurch from my cock. Apparently he really liked
that my boyfriend was out there dry humping a good friend of mine. The two
of them stayed out there for three songs in a row, getting more intimate
and sexual with each tune. By the time they dragged their sweaty bodies off
the dancefloor, I'd put down three more shots. Just to steady my nerves. I
glanced over as they walked up, they were both hard. My boyfriend had a wet
spot in his dark jeans. I would imagine no one else noticed but I was
looking for one and spotted it instantly. This was the same crotch I'd been
staring at for four years.  I knew he was hard and ready to fuck, but this
time it was Lee's ass that his cock was thinking about wrecking instead of
mine.

"Are you alright, Luka?" Lee asked me, noting the withered expression on my
face.

"Yeah, babe, you look a little pale." Jack followed up, the two of them
crowding around me to get a better look in the low lighting.

"Uhm." I could feel their cocks pressed so casually against my legs, and it
made me feel even more miserable and turned on. I was hard, myself, but I
was a little more discrete about it. "Yeah, no, fine. I think I just..."
the only excuse I could think of, "...had a little too much to drink."

Well, Jack lept into boyfriend mode and put an arm around me to lift me up
out of my seat and start ushering me to the door. This was a little odd,
considering he'd never actually seen me drink enough to need to be led
anywhere. I realized how excited he was to get me home, so he could put me
to bed. So he could have a night of fuck time with Lee. At this point I was
actually drunk enough to walk on my own, but not enough to stop my mouth
from watering at the prospect of Lee planting those pouty lips right over
the top of Jack's bulbous dick head. Lee was in for a really good fucking,
and I just couldn't wait for it to happen either. Without prompting, Jack
layed me out in the back seat of the truck.

"Lee, just sit in the front with me, so Luka can stretch out." he said
casually, hopping into the driver's seat.

"My pleasure!" Lee practically purred at Jack, sitting shotgun before Jack
could even turn the key in the ignition.

I closed my eyes and laid my forearm over my face, the other hand trying to
tuck my boner out of sight. I took a deep breath. The truck hadn't even
made it out of the parking lot before Lee was whipped around staring down
at me from the front seat.

"Luka, are you asleep?" he asked sweetly, I could hear the grin in his
tone.

I mumbled gibberish at a completely inaudible level and shifted a little,
deciding this was as good a time as any to keep hamming it up.

"Is he out?" Jack asked. I might have been listening too hard and drunk,
but he sounded hopeful.

"Yeah." Lee chuckled, "Poor guy! I guess he doesn't get a chance to get
out, much."

"I keep him pretty uhhh...tied up at home." Jack joked suggestively. I
could've groaned.

"Mmmmmm, sounds like you know how to have a pretty good time." Lee flirted
shamelessly.

"Not as good a time as you, I thought you were trying to make me cum on the
dancefloor."  Jack replied. I heard him shift in his seat, I bet he was
spreading his legs to show off that massive hard on he had again.

"Oh, come on..." Lee crooned, also shifting in his seat. I heard a zipper
getting dragged down. "I wouldn't make you waste your cum like that..."
there was a pause, I heard the fumble of fabric. "Oh, holy shit..." Lee
gasped, obviously having finally gotten Jack's monster cock out of his
pants.

"I told you that you were going to find more than you were looking for!"
Jack laughed, probably flexing it and making it bounce. I bet there was
even the start of a trickle of precum rolling slowly out of his piss slit
and down his veiny shaft. Jack loved guys going gaga over his huge rod,
it's why he wore such thin shorts to the gym.

Lee didn't reply, I just heard him moan. He was tasting Jack's cock
already. I was pretending to be asleep in the back seat of my boyfriend's
truck so I could listen to my good friend suck the dick of the man I
loved...and I couldn't have been harder. I was quickly working on my own
wet spot, one that spread through my jeans from the hardon I coudn't bother
to hide anymore.

Even after we pulled into the drive at home, Lee continued to rather
noisily slurp down Jack's cock. I'd sucked Jack in this truck, I knew how
he liked it. I bet he had a big hand on the back of Lee's head and was
pushing him farther and deeper down his throbbing fuck-muscle. I thought
about touching myself but I couldn't be found out just yet. Finally they
stopped. All I heard was the sloppy pop of a mouth slipping off a slobbery
dick, so it must've been Jack that stopped him. Jack practically carried me
inside, never bothering to put away his slicked cock.

"Awwww, look, he's having good dreams!" Lee crooned down at me on the
couch. Surprsingly enough, and I almost jumped, he gave my dick a squeeze
through my pants, then a few strokes.  I felt more precum ooze out me and
into my jeans. I couldn't quite hold back a moan, and it came out as a
strained breath.

"Well don't wake him up." Jack chukled, it sounded like he was on the other
side of the room.  I heard him kick off his boots and drop his pants to the
ground.

"Well we can't have -all- the fun!" Lee joked, continuing to tease my
swollen manhood.

"Sure we can." Jack scoffed, I guess pulling Lee off me to sit between
us. Naked, of course.  I could feel his bare skin against me. "I'll give
him about 10 more inches than he can handle later, he's in for plenty of
his own fun."

"Later, huh?" Lee asked coyly, I could hear him undressing as well. "So
then...I guess you're not doing anything with that ten inches right now?" I
could feel weight on the couch, I didn't know where he sat, but I was sure
the two of them were drunk and ballsy enough to get naked with each other
right in front of me.

"I mean...." Jack started, but his words gave way to heavy breathing as the
sound of a deep inahle made me crack an eye open. Just like me, Lee had his
face planted deep between those powerful hairy thighs of Jack's, smelling
deeply of my boyfriend's manly scent. After a moment, the smell of balls
even hit my face, they must've been dancing pretty hard. Lee plunged back
down in no time, swallowing Jack's swollen dick head before pushing his
back into his stretched throat.

I was so hard, and so horny. I had to do something about this, I
desperately wanted to cum. I fell short of ways to not give myself away, so
I started squirming, I tried to stretch out.

"Shit!" Jack hissed, snatching up a blanket from under the coffee table. He
quickly covered their laps, even though they were still shirtless.

"Uhmmm...I'mma...go..." I faked expertly, rubbing my eyes that seemingly
never opened. I stood, proudly displaying my tent and the massive soak of
precum I'd managed to produce. "...to bed. Night, babe. Lee." And with that
and a quick kiss, I began to trudge out of the room, shuffling without
picking up my feet.


"...did he just..." Lee whispered, frozen on the couch, I assumed.

"...he sure did..." came Jack's equally baffled response.

I made it to bed and immediately stripped down. My cock was sliding in and
out of my hand furiously before I even realized the last thing I felt was
the white-hot sear of orgasm spasming across my chin and torso.

I passed out.

I woke up, though.

Nothing had changed, except my cum on me was dry. I remembered everything
at once and it turned into the hateful realization that...I had to
piss. Furiously. Right now. I don't really know when I started hearing the
moans coming from the living room; but I think it was about the time that I
spotted my reflection in the bathroom mirror. Great hair from the night
before, naked, spattered in my own dried cum, pissing in the sink...are
they still fucking? Is that Lee moaning? I was instantly hard again.

My hand found my cock, I couldn't help it. I crept silently down the
hallway, hoping I could cum before my cockhood filled with too much pre and
started making noises. I used long slow firm tugs, trying to get a good
stretch in my foreskin each time.

"...Oh, Fuuuuu....Ja-...." Lee was completely out of breath, and sounded
like a pile of jello at this point.

"Just one more!" Jack urged hoarsely, taking ragged breaths. I heard a
harsh smack, did he spank Lee?

I only had to look around the corner into the living room once to see, and
I know I would cum. I was so close. I would get to see my boyfriend fucking
my former fuck-buddy obviously for one of several loads he'd already taken
in the evening.

"I'm close!" Jack practically gurgled, openly panting. I could hear sweaty
stick sex, they fluid-covered bodied smacking lewdly against each other. I
had to look.

I'll never forget what I saw when I looked around that corner. My boyfriend
was on his back, open legs splayed out, hanging off the couch. I could see
his furry balls bouncing away, and the cum...there was cum on his balls,
for sure. It looked like there was cum coming out of his ass? I couldn't
tell. The shaft that buried him deep into Lee who lay helplessly back
against his furry muscular body; came cruelly close to hilting in Lee's
poor ass. There was cum almost all over both of them.


"...Ja-...!" Lee chirped, slapping his hands against my boyfriend's legs
for stability.

"Here it is...!" Jack bellowed, digging deep for his last few pumps.

"....But....!" Lee arched his back, cumming yet again almost exclusively
for the relentless beating that his prostate was obviously taking by my
boyfriend's behemoth. I couldn't believe it, I almost doubled over. My neck
was hot, I was jealous, I was mad, I was...horny. I was cumming! I felt my
whole body tense as I did as best as I could to cum into my other hand as
silently as I could. I made it back into the hallway! My hand flooded with
my second load of the night, spurred on by the yells of their orgasm only
feet away.


"Ahhhh! Yes! Here! HA!" Jack yipped triumphantly, adding to the unknown
number of intern climaxs the two had shared that night. I had too much cum
in my hand. I was going to spill it. I raised my hand to my face and just
slathered it across my mouth, eating as much of it as I could while still
enjoying my own mess. Lee was a mess and already beginning the healing
process of figuring out a way to dismount Jack, complete with
unintelligible moans and protests.

I remember washing my face and brushing my teeth and seeing myself in the
mirror again, all cleaned up.  My eyes were red, but I looked really
happy. It was nice to have a night off, I joked to myself.  They were going
to need a few minutes before they recovered from what allegedly may have
been their last orgasm in the wee hours of the morning.

I woke up...a time later to a sunlightfilled room and someone coughing in
my ear. My head hurt. There were two massive arms around me, pinning me
back against mounds of muscle and hair. Okay, that's supposed to be
there. Boyfriend. I refused to open my eyes. I squirmed, and I felt
something...it was my tailbone? The divet under my tailbone. I could
process that it hurt, and then my boyfriend squirmed.  His morning wood
relodged itself a little conveniently lower this time. Wow, he was hard
again? After..  Oh! I remember!

The night flashed back to me, briefly disarranged as I walked myself back
through it. Wow! He was hard again!? I rolled my hips some, spurring the
friction on with a little whimper. He cleared his throat in my ear and
said, "I missed you last night."

"You..." I was still processing all this. "...did, huh?" I was amused by
the thought, considering I knew what I knew.

Jack's face and scruff burried into my neck, nipping and licking at me and
he continued to slide his relentless cock through my quickly-slicking ass
cheeks.

"I thought about you all night." He said, muffled into my neck as I
yielded. His advances were too welcome to put off any actual protest to the
matter. It was really sweet. I got a passionate Lee-free morning love-fuck
and then made breakfast for the threeof us - where everyone was fully
clothed and once again on their best behavior.

Who knows, though? I might like this enough to hope that it happens again.