[FM] [Cheating] My ‘gay’ friend revenge

This is the story of how I came to cheat on my boyfriend of 2 years. It never crossed my mind for our entire relationship, we weren’t healthy by any means but I was genuinely loyal and patient.

I’m a 21 year old, I work a crappy retail job full time and I date a (lovable) idiot who we’ll call Mike. My free time goes mainly to my boyfriend, we have a great sex life and physically just being near him and cuddling kills my stress most nights. Mike’s parents are super rich so he doesn’t work as much but has his own place, he’s never wanted me to move in but I don’t mind.

Our relationship is not balanced, I’m not really allowed close male friends but he has a lot of female friends. He’s charming and handsome but I never worry about him with girls. He gets particularly pissed if I get a lift home from my coworker, Joe – he is tall, muscular. Despite it cutting 20 minutes off journeys home he doesn’t like me getting a lift with him and doesn’t get why I can’t go with someone else. Joe is bi, but I tell Mike he is gay just to calm his nerves “I don’t like him that way and even if I did he’s gay” it usually calms him down but he still feels threatened.

Last month I finish my shift and I’m exhausted, truly fed up with work and life and just want to to Mikes. I ring him and no answer so I text him asking if I can come chill. He says no because he’s seeing his parents. I was suspicious already because he genuinely doesn’t care about them but I figured he was going to go drinking with friends or something. I asked if I could get a lift with Joe because my feet hurt so much and I just wanted to go home, he said no and that he would just pick me up in half an hour so I should get food while I wait.

Now I was actually concerned and had an awful gut feeling, I asked Joe if he would drop me at Mike’s instead and he agreed. When I got there the door was locked and the curtains were closed so I checked the window down the side of the house. I saw Mike on his sofa with a girls knelt down infront of him and her head bobbing up and down. I was sad but not angry and just walked away, and all the way home.

I’d been stewing on this for weeks, the same suspicious excuses happened a few more times but I just felt numb and detached from the relationship. I finally decided to move on, but I wasn’t going to tell him. I didn’t care what happened at this point. I started hanging with my friends more after work and getting lifts from Joe (woo, no sore feet) it helped a lot with how confused and numb I felt and I got happier by the day.

I still went to see Mike a bunch, I even gave him head whenever I saw him, cooked for him and was even nicer than usual. I was led next to him when I texted Joe for the first time (I wouldn’t dare do this near Mike usually) about what had happened. Joe was angry and when I told him about how he didn’t let me get lifts with him he was baffled and even mor furious. I told him how I still visited him all the time and it was messing with my head as I usually used Mike as an escape from my troubles at home and the stress of work. Joe said I could come to his whenever after work even just to shower and cook and ignore him, like as a third home. I appreciated it a lot and decided I’d visit him.

I spent an hour nearly every night at Joes the following week and he was really sweet, he gave me space when I needed and spoke to me about anything no matter how petty. He invited me over for the night that Friday and I told him I’d have to ask Mike, which he frowned at – I kissed him on the cheek and told him not to worry. I really wanted to chill with him on Friday (nothing sexual) just watch a film and relax for once.

Around the same time mid week I stared buttering up Mike, I still loved him and giving him attention was easy. I would give him head spontaneously, cuddle and kiss him every chance. I straight up asked him if I could stay at Joes or watch a film and then get a lift to his. He got really grumpy straight away, I lied and told him a few of the girls from work would be there – I reminded him he was gay too, not exactly a lie. He eased up on the idea of me staying the night when I suggested he had friends over at his. I knew he was planning on cheating but it didn’t bother me. I asked if I should just get a lift back to his at about 11 but he insisted I had fun and spent the night – everything was confirmed guilt free as far as I was concerned.

Friday evening comes and I text Mike telling him to have fun while I’m in Joe’s car riding back. He ignored me and didn’t reply for the rest of the night.

Me and Joe ate pizza and had our usual evening bitch, it got a bit more serious when I said how he was probably with his other girl right now. I found it funny (even a bit hot) and honestly I had been more attracted to Mike since I found out but it made Joe angry. I told him to calm down and explained mentally I’d already broke up with him, if anything it turned me on knowing I’m one of a few options for him. Joe kind of understood and even admitted he thought Mike was hot. I couldn’t stop laughing at the idea of Joe coming onto Mike, he had no idea how uncomfortable he made Mike as I’d never really spilled the beans on stuff like that.

I changed into my pjs at about 11 and we drank some wine and shared a blanket between us. We were watching TV and I must have zoned out because he took my silence for being sad and asked if I really wasn’t bothered by Mike and the other girl. I laughed and insisted again it was hot knowing it. I cuddled up to Joe and smiled at him. I could tell he didn’t believe me but wanted to – he asked if it actually turned me on and I said yes without making eye contact.

Joe was quick – and more importantly smooth – and lowered his voice, asking if I was thinking about them fucking right now. I blushed and realised my hand was painfully close to my pussy under the cover and just ignored him. He knew he was onto something though, he pulled me closer and asked if it was making me wet. It absolutely was, mainly due to Joe and his all of a sudden husky voice. I knew what he was up to and shoved as him laughing. I put my head against his chest and just as I felt he was frustrated I told him he didn’t have to pull out all the moves on me, we could just have sex as friends – whenever he wants.

Me – red haired, pale and thick/curvy. I’m 5’6 and generally seen as hot.

Joe – dark haired, half Italian. He has thick stubble and nice hair but very average looking. 6’2 and really well built.

He smirked and kissed the top of my head when I looked away, soon after his hand was squeezing and rubbing my ass. My hand went to his shorts at first but I realised I wanted to take things slow, I wanted a bit of fun. I took his top off and ran my hand down his chest and stomach, taking the sight and feeling in. I looked up and kissed him shortly but then turned my attention to his neck, kissing and biting gently. We were both grinning and I was blushing, we laughed nervously a few times before we started making out. It wasn’t romantic but it was fun; he was a really good kisser and his hands felt good on my body.

I wanted to see what I was dealing with at this point but before I could grab his shorts he lifted me up and lay me back on the couch. He went to pour us some more wine and handed me my glass before pulling my shorts down and bringing me to the edge of the couch. I covered myself instinctively but he pressed my thighs apart and kissed along them, when he realised I wasn’t moving my hands he just gave me a funny look and it helped me relax. We laughed but as soon as I moved my hands his mouth was on me.

He was good, I relaxed immediately and let him go to work, after 5 minutes I knew he would be getting tired and typically I need something inside me to cum so I pulled him up to kiss me. I asked if I could try it on him and we swapped places, as I settled onto my knees I took in how excited I was – it felt like I was a teenager trying stuff for the first time at a sleepover or something.

I pulled his shorts and underwear to his ankles revealing a beautiful dick, I read that a lot on here but I have pictures at the end of this post for you to judge.

He was really thick with a nice amount of hair. It looked delicious but I wanted to feel it in my hands first. I spat on it a few times and started to stroke him, we made eye contact for a few seconds but both suddenly found everything else in the room extremely interesting. He was getting hard quick so I started to suck on the tip, letting as much saliva slip down his shaft as I could and then stroking it up and down. I sucked on the tip hard and made him squirm and groan; he took hold of the back of my head and pushed me down. He was really thick at this point and my teeth touched him a lot but he didn’t seem to mind at all.

When I took him out of my mouth and felt he was fully hard he looked about 8” long. I desperately wanted to fit him all in my throat but there was no chance. I sucked him and played with him casually for a few minutes.

I’m a big girl, and I like to feel small. Tall men, strong hands – they all help, but rarely does a dick make me feel small and Joes was doing just that. I was slowly falling in love with it, licking up precum, shoving it deep into my mouth, past the head it was too thick for my throat so I had to live with feeling it’s weight on my tongue alone. He controlled my head, slapped his cock against my tongue and face and pushing his hips into me. I was wet just blowing him and wanted to have it in me soon. We actually started with anal just to see if it fit (spoiler: it did)

I made him take his condom off to fuck my pussy, I wanted him to pull out and cum on me or in my mouth if we could. We tried doggy but he hurt me too much so I rode him instead. I wanted to feel him deep so I rode him slowly, I was leaking ridiculous amounts and it was a bit awkward how noisy it was, so we started kissing. I grinded against him and soon felt an orgasm coming but out of nowhere he lifted me up, shooting cum everywhere. I lowered back onto him and we made out for 10 minutes. He lifted me from straddling him so I was stood on the couch, then pulled my hips toward him. I wrapped my legs over his shoulders and to put it bluntly I fucked his face. I grabbed his hair and grinded against him, he squeezed and spanked my ass as he ate me out and slipped a finger into it too. He kept his rhythm as I climaxed and held me in place when I came, I was so sensitive I felt like I was going to squeeze his head off with my thighs.

We kissed a lot, slept together. I woke him up with head as I had work and wanted to say goodbye. I want it to happen again.

A few pics (some are saved on his phone so I couldn’t remove the text sorry)

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Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8e8y6e/fm_cheating_my_gay_friend_revenge