Holiday Threesome with a Married Couple[MFM]

This is an experience I had a few years ago while on holidays in New Zealand. I’ve dug it out of the archives and thought I would share it with you again. It has been far too long since I’ve joined a couple for a threesome but tomorrow I am going to hang out with a couple I have played with in the past. I thought I would dig up this old experience to get me in the mood.

I met the couple (husband and wife) online and a friend of mine from town knew them and recommended them. I spoke to them online before I arrived here and they seemed really keen and also rather experienced.

Friday night came along, I met them at a bar in town after dinner. Lots of photos were exchanged beforehand and they looked like their photos. I told them I was bi and they said that the husband is ‘open minded’. After just one drink we were getting along fine and the wife asked if maybe we should head back to their place for another drink. It sounded good to me as I was getting a hard on in my jeans.

[MM] My New Team Mates Cum On Me

Lying on the floor of the communal showers, I was was covered in cum. Not my cum. It was in my hair, in my chest hair, on my face, all over the speedos I was wearing, and I think there was even some cum between my toes.

This was part one of the initiation to my new waterpolo team.

My team mates had all left the big open shower area, leaving the coach and I alone. The coach, who liked to be called ‘Coach’ was a big guy. He had played waterpolo at two Olympics and his arms were easily bigger than my legs. Nearly sixty years old, Coach’s barrel chest and chiseled jaw left no doubt how fit and strong he was.

Back on my feet, Coach approached me. We were both wearing the team speedos and both had raging boners. Coach asked me if I really wanted to be a member of his team, I replied in the affirmative. I had been told that we weren’t allowed to take our team uniforms/speedos home and Coach reminded me of this as he started to undo the white drawstring at the front of my speedo. With the knot undone, he popped my cock out and slid them down until they were on the shower floor.

Sucking Cock with Courtney [MMF]

Courtney and I have been dating for about a month and we’ve been having sex for two weeks. No sleep overs yet. So far the sex has been great even though we are still discovering each others bodies.

Last night I was going to spend the night in the city at her place, our first sleep over.

We went out for a nice dinner and since it was a beautiful night, we walked back home to her unit. In the elevator we were making out and my cock was starting to come to life. Courtney made a joke telling me to slow down, she suggested we go up to her pool/spa that is on the roof of the building. Sounded good to me. And yes, I did want to cool down a little bit as I was super horny.

Inside her unit, Courtney went in to her bedroom to get changed. I had to tell her that all I had was a pair of speedos, was that OK?

She replied back that she was hoping that was all I’d be wearing.

My Devil’s Threesome in Reno [MMF]

Last week someone asked me if I had ever had a two girl threesome.  The person I was having this conversation with is 100% straight and doesn’t know that I’m bi.  If they did, I would have proudly told them that my kind of threesome involves two cocks (minimum).

I ended up reminiscing about a threesome I missed out on, and a threesome I then had in Reno.

It was a few years ago when I was visiting Kip (my tech guy).  I flew in to San Francisco to pick up a car for him and then I was to drive across to his place in Colorado.  It was middle of January, a Tuesday night, and Reno was pretty quiet.  I was in my hotel room having a drink and doing some work, about to order some room service when I thought to myself “Get off your arse and have a look around.”

Quick shower, jeans and a shirt later, I’m down at the hotel bar.

There was nobody there.  The barkeep was a good guy and his only suggestion for some fun was a poker game a few buildings down the street.  I wandered down there and the poker game was a bit too high stakes for my taste.

Lifeguard [M] Blows His Mate[M], and Me[M]

Last night I went to the pool late and ended up having a threesome in the showers.

Usually I go to the pool during the day.  It feels warmer, I get some work on my speedo tan and in the middle of the day the pool is generally quiet.  Yesterday (Friday) I was busy with work all day and time just got away from me.  The pool closes at 9pm and just before 8pm I decided to go for a late night swim.  I really wanted to get out of the house and had nothing else planned.

The pool was quiet at that hour.

I banged out a 2km swim and felt great for making the effort.

I jumped out of the pool and started drying off.  Usually I just towel down and throw shorts over my speedos and go home.  Little bit of a wet bum but it dries out pretty quickly.  I’ve only used the showers/locker room once when I had a meeting after my swim and needed a shower.

[MM] The Gay Pool Party/Orgy I Missed

A few years ago I was invited my one of my members to his regular pool party/orgy. It ended up being their last gathering of the summer and the guy has since moved (and so have I) so I never got a chance to attend.

The party host was kind enough to send me the details of what I missed out on.

—————————————————————————————-

Dave, I’m happy to contribute the below details of the meet (unfortunately now that autumn is here – the speedo concept / pool party is likely to be put on hold until we hit spring again).

Will change the names / location so that the group and members of the group are not identified.

The afternoon went as follows…

Husband Sucks My Cock [MFM]

Last Friday night I had a threesome with a couple that I met online. A friend of mine recommended this couple as good fun and told me what site they used when looking for naughty fun. Once I found them, we spoke online for a week or two and they seemed experienced, knew what they wanted and I fit the bill of what they wanted.

We arranged a date.

Our date night came along and we met at a bar in town after dinner. Lots of photos had been exchanged online beforehand and they looked like their photos. They knew I am bisexual and they said that the husband is ‘open minded’. After just one drink, we were getting along great and the wife suggested we should head back to their place for another drink. It sounded good to me as I was getting a hardon in my jeans already.

Their house was only a five minute walk from the bar.

When we walked in the husband went to the kitchen to make some drinks and the wife pushed me down onto the couch and we started making out. Our lips (and tongues) were locked until the husband came back with our drinks.