My partner (a bottom) has been talking on Grindr sporadically for the past few months with this guy who recently got married to his boyfriend. The guy, let’s call him Dave, has wanted to meet up with my boyfriend, let’s call him Paul, to kiss and have sex, possibly even a threesome with his husband.

Paul saw Dave a few times in the city. Dave works in a skincare shop, and my boyfriend went in one day to see him. Dave was caressing Paul’s skin, have him a number of free samples, and was very flirty. The next day, Dave stopped by Paul’s workplace in the city to drop off a few more free samples that aren’t usually given out to most people. Paul started to get quite infatuated with Dave, which I enjoyed hearing about.

Anyways. On Tuesday afternoon, Paul finally was able to arrange a time with Dave to go to his apartment to kiss and get fucked. Paul was very excited. He let me know in the morning what his plans were.

As always, I got Paul to message me the address and to let me know when he arrived there and to message to say when done. (This is done for Paul’s safety, just in case anything should ever happen to him, I at least have an address for emergency services.) Paul messages me a little after 1pm. I waited 25 minutes with my heart racing, knowing my partner was probably making out with this hot guy who, I was told a while ago, has the softest skin.

After 25 minutes of imagining my boyfriend kissing this guy, going down on him, and most likely, by then, having him inside him, I got out my fleshlight and started masturbating thinking of Paul choosing Dave over me. Just imagining Paul getting fucked by Dave whilst I was home along masturbating by myself over the thought of them together — sublime.

About 10 minutes after I finished, I got a message from Paul saying he’d left and was on his way home, and that their time together was amazing. I always get Paul to rank his sessions out of 10, and he normally gives them a 7, but with Dave it was a 9.

I later found out that when Paul first walked through Dave’s door, Dave shut the door and immediately made out with Paul to the point where they had to stop so Paul could put his backpack down. They then moved to the couch, made out some more, slowly got naked together, and Paul went down on Dave for a while, putting all his spirit into the blowjob. Dave apparently said it was one of the best blowjobs he ever got.

Dave then got up off the lounge, kneeled behind Paul, interlaced their fingers, and started rubbing his dick up against Paul’s anus. Dave eventually went down and gave Paul a rimjob. After a while and some more rubbing, Paul asked for the lube and where the condoms were, so Dave went and got them.

Dave sat back down on the couch, condom on, lined up, and Paul decided to sit on his lap facing towards Dave. (I’ve rarely been able to do this position with Paul, as we’re a bit awkward in our movements when we fuck.) Paul rode Dave enthusiastically for a while, and really got into it, and they made out some more. Eventually, Dave wrapped Paul up in his arms, picked him up, and put him on his back on the couch. They fucked a while more, and then they both got up and moved to the floor, all the while Dave was still inside Paul.

Dave really started pounding Paul in that position, and Paul told me it was heaven. He started masturbating, and came all over Dave’s chest. Paul told me he was shocked actually just how damn horny getting fucked by Dave had made him, and also how shocked/impressed he was at how energetic Dave was.

After Paul came, Dave said he needed a short break. He rested a minute, then moved back to sitting on the couch and getting Paul to kneel in front and suck on his dick (condom now obviously removed). Dave got very talkative at this point, telling Paul what to do. Then he quickly pushed Paul back, stood up, and Dave came all over my boyfriend’s chest.

They both washed up, had a talk, made out, and then Paul left. About 50 minutes later, he was home, and we hugged and he recounted everything that happened. It made me so horny knowing that while my boyfriend was getting plowed, I masturbated alone. I love knowing Paul really enjoys getting his sex elsewhere.

My birthday is around the corner, and I am hoping there will be a repeat of last year, as Paul went off and had his first threesome that night instead of having dinner and cake with me (I asked him to do it). I really hope he can have another threesome on my birthday, just not with me in it, as it’s the hottest gift there is. In the past year, we’ve only fucked once, and that was two days after his threesome on my birthday. In the past year, he’s had action with 12 other guys.