My Gay Cuckold Fantasy: Blake and Kyle chapter 1Psephocracy4171261
That he could take care of me and give me his body when I wanted or needed it. The guy that could be my perfect 'wife' ; so to speak. I pushed further into him; the head of my cock trying to wedge itself in his asshole. I simply couldn't do it; not without hurting him; there was no lube and his butt was a virgin. So instead; I grinded against him; hearing the popping sounds of my rock hard cock sliding between his slick warm crack. I was in a dream.
The dream lasted for what seemed like forever. As soon as the both of us started dating, everyone was informed; including my group of friends. Seven years of heaven followed. A wonderful engagement and wedding flew by through time; time truly does fly when your having fun. A beautiful bum that I could fuck many times after he learned to stretch out his hole for my average sized penis. Blake was no tramp before he met me.
His personality was heavenly and was so full of fun and wit. Seriously; Blake was not only sexy; he was the centre of attention at parties. Guys and girls would crowd around to merely listen to him. He sometimes made people laugh out loud to the point where they were tearing up and holding their stomachs in painful hilarity. A lot of the time he would joke about me and my lazy 'video-game antics'; and I would laugh with all the rest at the party; It was hopeless getting into a 'battle of witty remarks' with my husband; I would simply lose and it was all in good fun anyway.
Kyle was always impressed with Blake's sassy sense of humour; he seemed to be the one laughing the most hysterically at his japes; especially the ones towards me; probably because Kyle could see the humorous truth in it; he was my best friend from school after all; Kyle knew me like a brother; but was never attracted to me in THAT way. Kyle however was very attracted to Blake so it seemed.
I was obsessed with Blake's beautiful smooth bubble butt. So much so that I spent most of our sex time licking and sniffing his crack instead of fucking him. During our marriage Blake would bend over a bed or couch and roll his eyes at me as I obscenely licked at his hole and masturbated. He didn't seem to like that I was always shoving my face up there instead of my cock. Blake was obsessed with cock as much as I was obsessed with ass. But I would tell him to 'Spread that pussy for me," and he would roll his eyes at me again, reach behind himself and spread his crack so I could see his beautiful pink pucker. My eyes widen like a maniac when I inspect his ass; my nostrils flair. It was simply my favourite thing and I loved it. I would shove my nose up their all day if I could.
I was so intoxicated with my sexual relationship with my husband that I would talk about my sex expoits with my striaght buddies. I remembered Twenty-year-old Kyle would laugh at his birthday party years before, with a beer in his hand and very interested in the subject, unlike my other friends; "It's not that I like dick or anything bro; but its just...gay sex interest me as a topic of discussion...in a weird research type way."
"I'm not your Lab Monkey!" I would complain but laugh also with a beer in my hand. Kyle would go on to study in a medical degree six years later involving the brain and how it works. Blake would take on a medical degree in the near future also; and would constantly bump into Kyle within the halls of the medical building among the university complex. I often wondered how they interact with each other when they saw each other in the halls and pathways of the university. Did Blake giggle like a schoolgirl to Kyle's dirty day to day stories? Did Kyle laugh and be impressed with Blake's 'bitchy' wit? Did they have coffee together; lunch together? All these things were going through my mind on how this relationship between the two most adorning people in my life started.
Things started to take a dark turn when hours at my part time job increased to the point where I was exhausted every night when I returned home. I simply wasn't in the mood for intercourse anymore. Those first nights Blake would see me collapse on my bed fully clothed. When I slowly turned myself around on the bed to face my beautiful husband I saw him by the bedroom doorway; naked as the day he was born. I looked at him in a tired sense of wonderment. He truly was beautiful. The most beautiful person I had ever seen. His smooth milky body kneeled on the doorframe; one of his long legs were extending out from the side to the point where he was ludely sticking out his buttocks in the other direction. Blake had a gained a bit of weight since he was a teenager; but it made him all the more cuddly and his arse all the more juicy as I sucked and gnawed at it. He smiled at me with a sexy grin; hairless and smooth and ready to make me happy with his bum. But most of all Blake wanted cock; he wanted it and needed it so bad.
My beautiful, tall husband walked slowly closer and closer to me. He kneeled down to me at the bed and put one of his arms on my clothed shoulders as he kissed me passionately. I returned the kiss with gusto as my head remained on the pillow. His presence simply was relaxing and euphoric; like I was smoking a joint of marijuana or having some MDMA. Blake was a drug all on his own. He proceeded to move his arms and face down towards my work pants. I looked down intense at him as he tilted his head near my pants zipper and looked me in the eyes with his piercing sexy look; unzipping my zipper and flopping out my semi-hard cock. Blake looked at my cock with a blank sort of content. It definitely wasn't a big cock. It was no bigger than 6inches and was uncut. Blake was the bottom in out relationship and even he had a bigger cock than me. He nevertheless purred at it before licking it and sucking it with his beautiful tongue and lips. I pushed my head further back into the pillow as this beautiful creature gave me oral sex. After many minutes of Blake sucking my cock I told him I needed more of him.
"Please," I said to my beautiful lover, "I need your arse; show me your arse!"
Blake then hopped up and turned around on top of me. His arse was near my face preparing to kneel and sit on it. Blake still didn't take his wonderful hands off my penis. It happened all so sudden. Blake's beautiful hairless juicy bum dropped down on my face like a nuclear bomb. I moaned helplessly and joyfully all at once. My eyes, nose and mouth were wedged between his wonderful bum-crack. I could still feel his limber 'motherly' fingers pulling at my cock flesh; up and down; up and down. I licked, sucked and even nibbled a little bit at this beautiful cleft of flesh that was attempting to suffocate me. Blake responded by wiggling harder and faster on my face.
"I'm gnna cmm!" I muffled,"I'm gnna cmm!"
"No!" Blake said high pitched and annoyed, "Don't cum yet; I haven't had your cock! I want cock!"
Blake was in a rush to get his big arse off my face. I tried to forcefully keep his huge bum on my face by orcing my left arm on his lower back, but Blake pulled away with ease. He turned around and faced my laying body standing up. He then proceeded to squat on my penis with his legs obscenely spread out. I felt myself enter his silky insides and he began to ride my cock on top of me. It lasted for a few minutes until Blake had realised that my cock had softened in his anus.
"What's going on?" Blake looked down at me strange while I was still inside of him.
"I'm really sorry Blake," I began, "I'm just so exhausted man. Intercourse is simply too much work tonight."
"Well that do you need me to do get you off?" He said with his arms crossed.
I had an idea. It seemed to be the only way I could get this over and done with and proceed to my husbands pleasure. I told Blake to kneel his arse on the side of the bed and that I could get behind him. The concept was simple I would stare, gawk, lick, sniff and admire Blake's beautiful juicy hairless bum-bum while I masturbated my penis furiously fast.
I proceeded to do so. I got naked too this time and kneeled before his buttocks on the carpet floor next to the side cabinet by the pillows. I looked in wonder as his glorious silky smooth legs hung of the side of the bed and his bum-cheeks protruded out in such a obscene fashion that I thought his arse was going to engulf me. I shoved my head into his arse as I pulled furiously at my cock. Wet flopping sounds could be heard every time my palm and fingers slid past the bass of my penis; up and down; up and down. I was rubbing one out over my beautiful husbands arse shamefully.
"Oooooh! Yes! YES!" I would hiss "Look at my beautiful Blake's butt-butt! Look at my precious!"
Was this selfish? Was this a obscene creepy thing to do in front of my beautiful pure husband? I believe I got my answer when I peeked above Blake's bum cheeks and looked at the expression on his beautiful girly face.
The expression on his face was not good at all. It wasn't the typical 'rolled-eyes' look he gives me when I feast on his crack from time to time. It was look of pure contempt and disgust. He looked at me with some subtle horrified sneer; a facial expression so heartbreaking from a face that was so sexy. He looked at me like I was some creepy monster or Gollum from a horror or fantasy film. But that face; oh my god that face! His expression was so mean and sexy; so bitchy, sassy and oh so powerful. Oh my Queen! I tugged my cock faster and faster to his disapointed and demeaning expression. The humiliation felt so good as I lost myself in the intoxicating stench of his raunchy ass crack sweat.
Fap! Fap! Fap!
Taking in these humiliating feelings of contempt and disgust and tried to articulate them through the nerves of my cock.
Fap! Fap! Fap! FAP!
I whimpered and shuddered behind my beautiful husband Blake as my cock shot forth and leaked on the calf of his meaty right leg.
I looked breathlessly up at him and extended my arms to stroke his naked back.
"Did you want me to finish you?" I said licking at his legs subtly and getting closer to the cute hairless shaven balls that were nestled between his legs like twos mooth little eggs.
"No... It's fine," Blake said passively but cold as ice. He the proceeded to get up; facing away from me; not showing his face; and walked out of the room towards the shower.
As I kneeled there naked and alone with my cock leaking; hearing the buzzing shower water from the bathroom. I wondered; based on Blake's expressions of contempt and disgust during our sex; that this particular night would be the final time Blake and I would ever make love. Looking back on it; as my exhausting work pattern continued; it wasn't long before Blake started dating Kyle behind my back and then finally right in front me, guilt free.