My first load...

[SFBottomGuy]

Im sorry I've not written in a while. But wow, what a weekend! My head is still spinning from it all. I know you're dying to know...

I got gangbanged! Yup, gangbanged! 6 guys in 3 hours. What about my husband? Oh, he set it up!

I know! Right? Let me start from the beginning.

Friday night Stephen came home from work in a foul mood. You know how he is when the clients are demanding everything done at once. Well, I knew I had to cheer him up so I rolled him a joint. I put a good hit of kief in it to get him good and baked. But before I gave it to him, I made him change into his favorite union suit while I lit the fire. He tossed his bag on the couch in the living room, smiled at how silly I was being, just wanting to be in a foul mood, and headed back to the bedroom to change. he knew I was up to something since he often came home to find my ass lubed and ready for his cock. I wasn't the type of bottom who was shy about liking to take cock.

I watched his cock swinging in his unionsuit as he came in the room. We talked about his day while he smoked the joint and I rubbed his chest. It didn't take long for his cock to stiffen. Then not much longer before a small, growing wet spot started to appear. I acted like I couldn't see it, but it was making my ass hungry in anticipation. When he was spent talking about his day, he asked if I needed his load. I said of course I did. It didn't take him long to tear back his suit and push my mouth down around his cock. Things progressed like they always did: steamy, hot, sweaty, and fun. My ass was full of his cock, balls deep, when he said it...well, whispered it in my ear...

"I would love to share your ass with another guy." I almost came it turned me on so much. But then I got nervous. What if he found out ghat I secretly wanted it raw with another guy or even a group! He sensed my tension and paused in his pumping. "I'm sorry," he breathed and before i could say anything, "It was the weed. I didn't mean it." "No, it's hot actually." "Yeah?" He asked thrusting in to me deeply. "Yeah, it's a big fantasy of mine." We continued to share more of our fantasies about me being with him and another guy while we fucked more and more wildly. Before he shot in my ask I'd admitted that I wanted to be gangbanged bare with him and as many guys as he wanted. He shot deep inside me and said he'd do it all the while panting in my ear. But it's gotta be my way, he whispered. I said ok knowing that he'd make it amazing...

More to follow.

[SFBottomGuy]

The next day, I didn't give Stephen's comment about wanting to watch me get breed any more thought and he didn't bring it up. We always talked dirty during sex. I just figured it was that kinda thing. We had a pretty typical day: brunch with friends, housework and gardening. Around dinner time, Stephen told me that Paul and a couple of his friends were coming over for boardgames after dinner. Paul was Stephen's best friend from college. They'd hooked up a few times but winded up better as friends that lovers. I always joked that two tops made a relationship impossible. Stephen always joked back that it was the size of Paul's cock that ended things. Apparently he didn't get the nickname 6-pak from his abilities with beer or his washboard abs. I was curious about who Paul was going to bring over. He always had some cute guy or two around so at least they'd be easy on the eyes while we played Monopoly or some other silly game.

Dinner was uneventful and Paul arrived, unsurprisingly, right on time. In tow were Justin and Hector. True to form, they were all three guys I'd easily bottom for if an opportunity presented itself. Justin was probably 5'10, lean and well built with brown hair and reddish scruff. Hector was a tall, stocky Brazilian guy fresh off the jet; all tall, dark and handsome. He was a nice compliment to Paul's blond, Midwestern looks. Lots of eye candy to be had at this party.

We hung out for a while. Smoking some weed - ok, a lot of weed - and having beers while catching up with Paul and learning more about Justin and Hector. After a while it was pretty clear to me that Justin and hector didn't know eachother well. Paul was clearly friends with each of them more than they knew each other, but the way they interacted made it pretty clear that they had hardons pointing at the other. Justin was in college studying physiology and Hector was in town for a few months on business. it was hard not to drool over both of them. After about our fourth joint, I was pretty damned stoned and I could tell everyone else was too.

Once everyone was relaxed and lubricated with weed and booze, we all gathered around the table to play Stoner Fluxx because it was all we had the mental capacity to play after so much weed. But Stephen announced a twist. Every time a hand ended, the losers had to remove an article of clothing. Everyone laughed and there was some protesting by Hector, but Paul and Stephen teased him until he agreed. Stephen had to modify his rule to say no removing undies if one didn't want to when you lost that round. And with that, the game was underway...

More to follow...

[ronetbus]

I can't wait for more...

[Guest pozpig46]

hot and interesting so far can not wait for more

[wroxguy]

Looking forward to the next part of this very hot story !