This is the story of an encounter I once had unlike any other. I met Calvin here on Reddit and we began chatting back and forth. He explained that he was married and that his wife was interested in him having fun with another guy while she watched. As I was early in my experimentation process, I thought it would be an interesting dynamic to put on a show for someone’s wife so eventually I obliged, and we set a date to meet at his place. I’ll admit, I was nervous as I hadn’t been one-on-one with a guy in that kind of way before so I had no idea how I would react. I’d soon find out.

Calvin opened the door and led me upstairs. He introduced me to his wife, Sarah, who gave me a pleasant greeting and sat on her throne perpendicular to the couch in their living room. Calvin ran to grab me my requested Kraken and Coke; he hit a bowl. I proposed an ice breaker: a short game to get to know one another, simple likes and dislikes. I’d ask him if I liked A or B and would strip or strip him depending on if he was right or wrong, respectively. After a few rounds, we were both in our underwear and I could just make out a slight bulge. I felt my cock begin to swell as well and the cold sweat of fun on the horizon. I can’t remember who won, but we both stripped nude in solidarity and sat back down on the couch. I looked over at Calvin, his hand giving his cock a squeeze.

“Need any help with that?”

“Sure!” he replied enthusiastically. And since I’m such a wonderful guest, I got on my knees and took his cock into my mouth. I felt it begin to harden and take shape. It was a solid average sized cock with a great tip and a nice set of balls to match.  I jammed the entire shaft down my throat as my hand found his balls and gave them solid pressure. I could hear Calvin begin to moan as I worked his cock in my mouth. I heard Sarah shift in her seat while I pleased her husband. After some time working his shaft, I slipped his balls into my mouth as I continued to stroke his well-oiled cock. I repositioned so that our cocks could touch, and I began to stroke them together. The stark contrast between his white cock and my tanned column was artful and merited a picture, though I was told to forgo capturing the event on camera.  Calvin eventually spoke up.

“Can I take a turn on you?” he asked earnestly.

“Absolutely,” I said, standing switching places. I shot a quick glance at Sarah who was locked in on her husband. I took my seat and let Calvin begin. His mouth felt amazing, and he took a great deal of me in his throat. He mirrored my treatment of him and rubbed my balls (my secret pleasure center). My cock was at full mast, I hadn’t had such an erotic experience with a man before, let alone with his wife watching! I could feel a familiar stir and had him stop to prolong my pleasure before cumming. I had no idea where he’d want me to blow my load, but I knew I wasn’t quite there yet. I suggested switching again and this time he lay flat on the floor, and I took him in my mouth once again. This time, I massaged my knuckle into the sweet spot between his balls and asshole, hoping he’d ask to be topped, though, he mentioned that was only for his dear wife’s strap-on. I eventually mounted him and began frotting once again, this time taking charge on top. Our tips glistened as our pistons shifted back and forth. My sensual torture continued until he couldn’t hold back and demanded we trade places again. I sat on the couch again and let Calvin do the work.

Soon enough, I felt the pressure begin to build again and knew it wouldn’t be long.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum” I announced.

Calvin stopped a moment to relay a crucial piece of information, “I’ll swallow.”

“Fuck, squeeze my balls!” I demanded. Calvin honored the request; I screamed and began shooting what felt like endless ropes of cum down his throat. Calvin took every single drop like a champion and completely drained me. I took a minute to breathe as Calvin regrouped as well. I knew I had to return the favor. Calvin sat back down on the couch, and I got to work, aggressively sucking his cock. However, Calvin’s high would not let him get to the Promised Land. He apologized but I took no offense.

I dressed and said goodbye to my new friends. I stopped for Wendy’s on the way home to replenish what I had lost.