Chapter 5: My First Threesome Was with a Married Couple
After being fucked raw by a handsome uncle until I squirted last time, I talked to the doctor again and decided to start using PrEP.
To get the medication, the doctor ordered a full set of STD tests and even had me drop my pants to check my big cock and balls. Honestly, it was my first time being naked from the waist down in front of a doctor, and the whole process felt incredibly awkward.
The process of starting the meds went smoothly, and I didn’t feel any discomfort. After that, I gradually started having more raw sex—both fucking and being fucked—though I still wore condoms most of the time. But I had slowly become addicted to raw sex and couldn’t stop myself. Every time I hooked up, I tended to prefer partners who were willing to go raw, unless the other person was really exceptional.
That day, a fuck buddy S I had hooked up with once before messaged me asking if I wanted to have a threesome.
It turned out he and his husband had an open marriage; they both hooked up outside and had agreed that if they found good catches, they would share them for threesomes. S is a 35-year-old office guy with a lean, fit build, just a tiny bit taller than me. That time we fucked, we went at each other for three hundred rounds, and in the end both shot thick loads into each other’s holes. It was one of the most satisfying fucks I’ve ever had.
S shared a photo of his husband. He looked about the same age but was much more muscular and built.
He had a bit of a belly, but you could tell he had a solid foundation from years of working out. Overall, he was a pretty hot bear, I’d say? I had actually never had a threesome before, because I always felt that with three people the attention would be uneven and obvious, and the one left out would feel awkward, making it hard for everyone to enjoy themselves.
But S and his husband seemed very experienced, and I was very turned on by both of them. After thinking about it, I agreed.
We arranged to meet at his place that evening. I cleaned myself thoroughly and did a deep enema (I’ve always been terrified of accidents during anal, so I always clean very thoroughly. It wasn’t until years later that I realized one or two simple rinses are usually enough, unless it’s an all-night group session. But that’s a story for another time), then put on my favorite white thong, a pair of gray athletic shorts, and a gym tank top before heading out.
Since I didn’t have a car, S drove over to pick me up.
The moment I got in the car, I saw his eyebrows lift slightly—he was clearly very pleased with my outfit. S was in a suit, obviously just off work, and his lean body looked especially sexy under the tailored suit.
His place wasn’t far from mine—only about a ten-minute drive.
Soon we parked and walked into his building. His husband K was lounging on the sofa in casual clothes, playing on his phone. When he saw us he immediately came over enthusiastically and gave each of us a big bear hug, as if we were old friends he hadn’t seen in years.
“Hello, I’m K. You must be Sean, right? S has told me plenty about your tempting ass!”
As he spoke he gave my butt a firm squeeze. He was such a natural charmer. I smiled and replied, “I hope he only said good things.”
“Oh, he basically put you on a pedestal. I’ve been dying to experience it myself.”
The atmosphere quickly turned friendly thanks to his teasing. Even though I’m usually introverted, I relaxed a lot and started chatting with S and K like old friends.
“You two chat for a bit, I’m going to go rinse off,” S suddenly said.
I quickly grabbed him and, a little shyly, told him, “I really like you like this.”