Chapter 1 - Best Boyfriend He's Ever Had
I met my partner, Hector, at a bear bar almost 10 years ago. He was far skinnier back then and had a moustache instead of a trimmed dark beard. His eyes and kind demeanour made me fall in love.
We opened our relationship early on. We had a healthy sex life, and we were happy to share that with others, but we lacked the opportunities. Since then, we've only had two disappointing threesomes. The "comets" we had before the start of our relationship stopped orbiting. Hector was beginning to feel undesirable. It was at the same bar 2 years ago that Hector met Leigh.
"You don't mind us meeting him?" This was the third time he'd asked this question.
"I don't mind," I responded. I was hiding the disappointment in my voice. It was our anniversary after all. "What if he isn't interested in me like he is you?"
"So what if he is?" Hector smiled as he rubbed my shoulder. "Wouldn't that be hot?"
It's true. Hector and I had discussed trying some of my kinks. I got off watching hot-husband or cuck scenes on the internet. I relished when the husband or wife would fuck behind closed doors. As a potential voyeur, I was excited. As a potential participant, I was concerned how it would affect our relationship. Hector would always reassure me the same way.
"I'm dating you aren't I?"
There was an abrupt knock at the door. Hector jumped up and opened the door to reveal a tall silhouette coming from the hallway. As Leigh stepped into the apartment, I could see he was of solid build. His job must be physical. Leigh had a handsome face. He was 6'2" and broad with tussled light hair and a short thick beard. He opened his mouth and out came a deep and soothing voice.
"You must be Orson. I've heard so much about you." Leigh said with an air of effortless sexiness. His lips formed the kind of smirk that you see when someone knows an embarrassing secret about you.
"That's right. Nice to finally meet you, Leigh" I replied back.
We moved our conversation to the couch. It wasn't long before we were talking away, the three of us chuckling and cracking jokes. After some light flirting, I suggested we get naked. I walked to our bedroom and Hector and Leigh followed in silent agreement.
The three of us started to strip. I was nervous about my appearance. I have a stocky frame from college rugby, but I never felt blessed downstairs. My cock is a stout 5" and circumcised. Hector was of similar build to me and 1" longer down below with plenty of foreskin. He still looked good.
I was too distracted to realise Leigh was completely naked. I was awestruck. Leigh was massive. His cock was 10", uncut, with the girth of a beer can. A bit lower, two hefty balls rested in a neat heart shape. His pubes were recently trimmed.
We moved to the bed. Hector and I took turns sucking Leigh and each other's cocks. He was leaking a lot of precum and it felt slick against my tongue. I could tell he liked both of us servicing him. He had no interest in returning the favour, and that was fine by us.
We situated Hector on his back. We parked a pillow underneath his buttocks, elevating it. Leigh ripped open a condom packet. He pinched the tip of the condom and unwrapped the thin flesh-coloured latex over his manhood. Even with the larger condoms it was a snug fit. Hector and I had discussed protection and we agreed not to play raw outside of our relationship unless we were both comfortable. I lubed up Leigh's cock. He pressed his tip against my boyfriend's hole. We all took a deep breath as Leigh pushed the head in. Another deep breath. In went the rest of the shaft. Hector's eyes rolled into the back of his head. Leigh had found his prostate. The last time Hector looked like this we needed toys.
Leigh began pounding back and forth finding his rhythm. With each thrust, Hector's moans became louder. I moved closer to Hector, putting my cock within reach. I was hoping he would squeeze hold of it. Noticing my eagerness, Leigh pushed in even harder. Hector closed his eyes in pleasure. There was no stirring him now. I was glad to see him enjoy himself, but I couldn't help but feel left out. It was clear Leigh was not interested in me at all.
The time between thrusts became shorter and shorter. I started stroking my cock matching their pace. Leigh looked down and saw me touching myself. He smirked again and looked back at Hector. He had an idea.
"You like a big cock?" Leigh asked with a grin.
"Yes, sir!" Hector replied. Leigh glanced at me and at Hector and continued thrusting.
"You like big cocks like mine?"
"Yes... hmf... sir." Hector struggled to get the words out.
"Is this the best cock you've ever had?"
Hector nodded.
"Tell me."
"This... hmf... is the best... cock... I've ever... hnhad... sir!"
Fuck! I didn't want to cum yet. I tried to slow it down, but it was too late. Before I knew it, I was shooting strings of semen over the bed. Seeing this further excited Leigh. I was still in a daze as I saw him pull out and gesture to his cock. Their mouths formed words I was unable to hear. I let out an audible agreement. Oh no. What had I agreed to? Hector nodded to me and then back to our bull. The condom was off and on the floor. It had happened too fast for me to object. Leigh was inside, pounding my boyfriend with powerful, deep thrusts. Leigh pushed inside one last time and let out a big grunt. He was filling my boyfriend's insides raw. Hector started squirting a mammoth load while Leigh pulsed inside him.
Later in the night, after Leigh had left, Hector kissed me and checked if I was okay. I let him know I was happy he had a good time. Hector then asked if Leigh could come over more often.
"Sure, if that's what you want," my voice broke. "He's not into me at all!"
"He's a bit shy," Hector explained.
I looked sceptical.
"Do you mind if we close the door next time and catch up without you?" Hector was more bold than I had expected. "You can entertain yourself in the living room."
His slight smile and delivery indicated he supposed this was a good idea.
"I'm not too sure about that," I returned.
"Please, babe. His cock is much bigger than yours," Hector pleaded. "I know you said you like knowing I'm satisfied and I'm sick of using dildos all the time."
It was true, we did discuss this often. I agreed with him.
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Over the next few months, Leigh continued to stop by. I'd see Hector positioning himself on the bed as Leigh closed the door shut. I'd put on the next episode of Travels 4:3 while Leigh would cum inside my boyfriend. Hector and I still had sex on special occasions. More often than not I would find his hole stretched out or already full of Leigh's semen. After some time, Leigh felt comfortable coming out of the bedroom. He would join me for some television on the couch. Hector would lie between us with his head on Leigh's lap, and his legs on mine. It was around this time that Hector started saying I'm the best boyfriend he's ever had. I'm beginning to believe him.
