The Adventures of Mike and Scott
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Chapter 7
Recap: In chapter 6 we began with Jase trying out a camboy, side job just to make some extra bucks. Somewhere during his show, he revealed the fact that he shared the house with Mike and Scott, a married couple. Through witty persuasion, Jase was able to get Mike to show up on cam. The intent was for Mike to be on cam to attract more viewers without doing anything sexual. One thing led to another, in conjunction with the booze, the two unexpectedly went a bit further due to the pressure of the room. We ended the chapter with Mike counteroffering the audience with 600 tokens to have Jase undo his pants.
Mike-----
Shit! I can't believe it. I think Jase just got 237 tokens in addition to the 600 tokens for the request. Now I understand what Scott meant the other day when he mentioned the kind of money Juan made. I'm not sure why people are willing to pay $60 for a kid to remove my pants. That's ridiculous.
Fuck! These Vodka shots are starting to hit me. It's kind of fun to be desired by over 900 viewers (well...I think many of them are there for Jase), but it's hotter to have a first-class view of Jase's plum ass occasionally when he flashes it. There is something about this kid that just makes me feel comfortable and younger. When I interact with Jase, I honestly see a trace of Scott. Maybe it's the alcohol. I don't know. They are alike, sort of. The only difference that I'm aware of is that Jase always seems carefree and happy and not bossy as opposed to the occasional moodiness seen in my lovely husband. It's a turn off sometimes, but it's also something that I love about him. I guess with Scott, it seems more real. Well, there's one more thing--I actually prefer Jase's butt over Scott's because it's rounder and softer. Alas, I don't think there will be anything sexual between us because it just feels weird getting it on with your husband's best friend. Jase is fun and all, but Scott is just different. I don't know how to describe it. I don't feel the romantic vibe for Jase. Anyway, I'm glad that Jase has made it clear that this is just for the show, no string attached.
These liquor shots are starting to hit both of us. I feel so warm and a bit nervous in a relaxed and liberated way. This chat thing has all of a sudden become interesting maybe due to the attention I'm getting. Not sure. Scott called me earlier, but I ignored him. Was it because I didn't want him to find out about my drunkenness or interrupt my fun moment? Not sure. I can't seem to think straight. I knew he would likely bore me with his talk about his coworkers. Yadi yadi ya. I never ignored Scott's calls no matter what, but I why now? I don't know, again.
The moment is here. I'm standing right next to Jase, who is sitting on the couch and about to start undoing my pants. Fuck.
Jase-----
Oh my god! I'm about to touch the bulge of my best friend's husband for the second time. I have not told anyone about the fact that I've been dreaming/fantasizing about Mike's cock ever since I caught him fuck Scott in the living room. It has been the main motivation of my ejaculations. Although I'm not in love with Mike, I have dreamed that it is my lips that Mike kisses and my ass that Mike fucks. Am I lying to myself? Maybe I'm falling for Mike? This is scary yet so exhilarating. I cannot describe my feelings with words. I know I won't be able to compare with Scott, though. These thoughts are nonsensical, I remind myself. Even I Mike fell for me, I couldn't do this to Scott. Could I? I know it's wrong to harbor these feelings; therefore, I have done my best to restrain myself when I'm with Mike. He's just so yummy, manly, helpful, and understanding. Another issue that I need to acknowledge is that I have never been lucky when it comes to love. That stigma has always troubled me. Oh boy, what have I gotten myself into? It was never my intention to exploit Mike in such a way. Everything started out by accident. I never thought that the audience would be willing to pay good money just to see 2 guys on cam. I know Scott frequents the cam site; therefore, I have tried to go on cam while he is at work. I hope Scott understands that I'm doing this just for the money. Besides, they have an open marriage, right? Fuck! Stop rationalizing!
The audience is so impatient, incessantly demanding my hands on Mike's crotch. I guess they are entitled to it since they have already paid the request. Oh, this is so nerve racking making my penis throb a bit. With both of my hands on Mike's right leg, I begin to massage it up and down. After a few seconds, my right hand impatiently finds its way to engulf Mike's khakis covered bulge. Ugh! It's still soft but warm. I slowly add some pressure as I fondle the loins away. I can feel the gradual expansion of the crotch. Mike is standing there, eyes closed with his hands on his hip, lets out silent moans. While my right hand is busy with squeezing the outline of his rod, my left hand instinctively reaches for the pants button. Soon, the khaki pants are discarded on the floor followed by a wave of fresh demands/offers from the audience.
"Ok guys. I removed the pants of Mr. M. He needs to rest a bit. We'll need a refill," I'm so nervous yet excited that I don't know why I said that.
Cam chat box starts...
HornyTurtle123: Yeah! More Vodka...
HornyTurtle123: Married guy, how does it feel to be touched?
BobBoy22: Can you kiss the married guy's cock through his grey briefs, plz?
Rich_slut69: Yeah...kiss bulge
Dirtyxboyxxx: Look at his bulge! He's waiting for you. Kiss.
BobBoy22: Kiss
LawyerBob40: Kiss
Cam chat box ends...
"What are they saying?" Mike asks while slounging on the couch partially drunk.
"They want me to kiss your cockhead through the briefs."
"Did they pay? You want to?" Mike asks.
I'm taken back by his direct questions. I quickly mute the cam and inform Mike that we've made almost 500 bucks so far. I also explain to him that sometimes we should do a few things here and there without charging the viewers just to build a loyal fan base. I was never great in school, but I've learned so much about the cam business in a matter of weeks! Isn't it ironic? Now, on to the more hair-raising question from Mike--Do I want to kiss his mushroom head through his briefs? Sorry Scott.
"Yes, I want to kiss it," I nervously reply.
"Alright. Scott cannot know about this...ever! I don't care if we have an open marriage or not. He's sensitive, and I don't want you to say one word about this, understand?" Mike wants assurance.
Scott------
Shit, the camera is suddenly on mute! I see their lips moving. What are they saying to each other? How frustrating. Are they talking about sex? I've been wrestling with this mixed feeling of resentment and edging. Fuck! I hate this, but why am I so hot and bothered at the scene? They haven't done anything outright offensive yet. My husband has fed Jase strawberries with his mouth and accidentally touched Jase's lips. Big deal! Of course, something like that is expected when a person is under the influence of alcohol. Just because Jase has touched my husband's bulge doesn't mean that they are in love or something. It's not like Mike is going to let Jase suck his dick. Why am I defending Mike? My husband has always considered Jase a kid, my little brother sort of. I simply cannot control my thoughts! So...what's going to happen? I'm so frighteningly excited.
The camera is finally unmuted. Jase is initiating some kind of tip jar app. He says that they are going to do some teasing for as long as the tip jar remains a balance. All these years I have known Jase, he is not a smart person. This time, though, he's a pro at planning. The audience must like them as the jar quickly reaches a balance of 210 tokens. Although the balance slowly dwindles over time, it's going to take a great while for it to be empty with the constant tipping.
Suddenly, Mike and Jase stand up. Jase is trying to adjust the camera. Everything is blurry and out of frame briefly. As soon as the adjustment ceases, the view is now zoomed in toward Mike's briefs-covered crotch. I see the chat messages move rapidly. People obviously love how the show is progressing. There are many texts pressuring Jase to massage my husband's loins. Some go further, demanding the removal of Mike's briefs. It's really challenging to read these fast-moving texts. I hear Jase say "thanks" to the viewers for the tips. Then, he slowly kneels right besides Mike.
Oh my god! His face is so close to Mike's briefs. With his right hand, Jase cups Mike's crotch and slowly squeezes it. Within minutes, Mike's basket is double in size, clearly displaying the outline of his hard shaft. Jase wastes no time in giving the stiff pole a good gentle massage. Up and down my best friend is rubbing my husband's manliness. Then, something happens. Jase's face is pressed against Mike's growing bulge. He starts sniffing and kissing the clothed cockhead. Soon, that turns into a full display of licking and biting on Mike's loins. I'm so leaking with precum right now staring at the scene. Before I know it, Mike turns sideway a bit toward Jase's direction to allow Jase to slowly and seductively pull down the briefs. Mike's dick is so firm at this moment that it accidentally hits Jase's nose as the cock is being undressed.
No! This can't be real. You will not suck my husband's cock! But, those lips that are now toying with Mike's cockhead are certainly not mine! They belong to someone else I know by the name of Jase, who has always been relegated to an insignificant position or supportive role around us. Fuck! I accidentally ejaculate a bit in my pants when I hear my husband order Jase to suck him. I'm trying very hard not to cum at this sordid scene. Breathe slowly...breath slowly. Oh fuck! I'm not sure whether it is Jase's fellatio or the realization that I might be slowly losing my rank in Mike's world that drives me wildly crazy. I know they are doing this for the money, but a tiny part of me cannot help but fear that the relationship dynamics among us three have permanently altered.
Jase-----
What a day it has been! We've made over 1 grand! I've never made this kind of money in my entire life! I've always been a hapless person, but tonight is so fantastic! Plus, I get to suck the cock of someone about whom I've been fantasized. I've told Mike that this is strictly business, but the truth is I have started developing feelings for him ever since we started jogging together. He doesn't know that, and I've been quite good at disguising my true desire.
The man whom I spied on fucking his husband in the kitchen weeks ago is now giving me his full attention. This same man is now encouraging me, not his husband, to suck on his most prized attribute harder. Based on Mike's moans, I can tell that he is enjoying the blowjob tremendously. Maybe I'm overexaggerating, but I think Mike might have feelings for me as well judging by the way he stares at me.
His cock is so firm in my drooling mouth as it penetrates my oral canal. Hmmm...so warm and slippery. He's going to cum soon if I keep it up. I don't want it to end too soon. I want to make more money and enjoy his cock longer as it might be my one-time-only opportunity. I don't know what to do? Also, I don't want him to feel resentful later after the orgasm. It was supposed to be just light teasing. Shit! I truly didn't want to create any trouble for Mike and Scott. The money is very good, but have I crossed the line? What should I do now? Without thinking, I end the blowjob, get up, and sit myself on the sofa.
"Guys, need a break," I tell the viewers.
The drunk, blowjob-deprived, married Mike then turns and looks at me confused. Without saying a word, he takes a seat next to me.
Cam chat box starts...
PervertedEagle: Hey guys...you're doing great...but don't forget your tip jar is still receiving tokens...just saying...you can't get in trouble with the admin if viewers complain.
He's right. Shit! I don't want them to permanently ban me. What should I do?
TwinkleLittleStar (Jase) speaks: Hey guys, what do you want to see?
PervertedEagle: How about some lap dance?
Rich_slut69: Yes!
Dirtyxboyxxx: Yes! Yes! Yes!
BobBoy22: That's hot! Do some lap dance...you know you want to rub that slutty ass of yours on that married dick.
justint19: Yes! lap dance
geekbear1969: Yes
MrticklesCA: Yes!
Cam chat box ends...
This has gotten out of hand. What am I supposed to say to Mike? Although he is somewhat intoxicated, Mike is not going to agree to the lap dance. I can't disappoint our viewers, though. It's just a lap dance, and we are still in briefs so it shouldn't be too bad, I think. Ugh...I'm just going to go for it without asking him.
"Mike, come and sit here," I try to get my best friend's husband to sit in the middle of the couch after I get up.
"Why?" Mike asks.
"They want me to give you a quick dance. That's all," I try to soften the message by emphasizing "quick dance" instead of "lap dance."
"What?" Mike starts questioning, but I cut him off by quickly lowering myself until I'm literally sitting on his lap and grinding away.
While massaging my ass on his crotch, I cannot tell if Mike is pissed as my face is away from his. I cannot tell if he enjoys the dance either as he is basically motionless. The audience is, however, absolutely ecstatic, cheering me up. Suddenly, I start feeling something firm against my ass while gyrating. Mike is getting a hard-on! Taking that as a motivation, I begin grinding on his stiff covered pole with more pressure. I swear I actually hear Mike moan quietly. My dick loves it so much that it begins to leak precum inside my briefs. As much as I want to continue grinding, my back and legs are starting to get tired in this position. I get up, turn around, face Mike, and press my ass right on his hard penis. Then, I resume moving my hips in circles. Fuck! I almost stumble while riding on my best friend's husband crotch in this position. Luckily, Mike quickly catches me with his strong hands. I expect him to release me so I can resume the dance. Instead, he firmly holds my hips and starts fucking his penis against my clothed ass.
At this very moment, we basically ignore everything, including the audience, as Mike is dry humping me. Then, I don't know what happens, but I reach my hand back to release Mike's cock from his briefs. That thick, precum lubricated shaft is now sliding up and down my covered ass. Mike is going to hate me for making him do this. This might as well be our last show together. Nevertheless, I feel so horny right now so everything else takes a back seat. I plan to have him continue rubbing his naked cock against my clothed ass cracks until we bust our nuts. Mike is in such a sexual frenzy that he forcibly pushes my ass against his pole.
Suddenly, Mike startles me saying, "It's been over a week."
"What?" I don't know what he is saying.
I'm not sure what Mike is trying to do either as he abruptly gets up while tenderly holding on to my lithe body. Slowly, Mike takes a few steps toward a corner of the couch, carrying and protecting me as if I were his newlywed lover. Eyes still locked on me, the sex-craving man gently lays me down on to the couch. Using his strong hands, Mike slowly strips off my underwear. Then, the married hunk unapologetically raises my thighs up toward my face to expose my hairless pink hole. Dumbfounded and confused, I want to say something sensible, but the words that come out of my mouth are "your cock is so big and hairy." Totally ignoring my comment, Mike seductively aims his cockhead at my entrance, and it soon begins to pierce through my anal star.
Scott-----
Ugh! my best friend, someone whom I consider my younger brother, is about to copulate with my husband. This is unreal. Mike picks Jase up with his beefy arms then lays his newfound interest down on the couch. Stop staring at each other like that for fuck sake! Why is the love of my life removing Jase's brief? Right then, my husband firmly grabs both of Jase's legs up and spreads them wide open! No, please. This can't happen. This is just an act, a fuck tease for more tokens. I keep lying to myself that Mike has no interest in Scott whatsoever! Sadly, even idiots can discern what's going on between them! My husband is seconds away from entering that helpless hole.
I'm so torn yet unable to control my arousal as I witness my husband declaring his preference for sexual partner in front of more than 1000 witnesses. And, the chosen one is not me! This has gone too far, and I will not allow Mike to do such a thing! I want to pick up the phone to call Mike, but I can't! My hands cannot stop from masturbating my own cock and fingering my jealous ass!
Jase really wants it as he uses both of his hands to support his spread thighs at my husband's instruction. Mike begins to slowly peel back the foreskin to reveal his shiny, precum-lubricated large mushroom head. As soon as the hairy shaft aligns perfectly with the hungry hole, inch by inch, my husband meticulously pushes in, impaling Jase's rosebud. Mike is so sexually charged by now that he doesn't even care about loosening Jase's anus first. I know I've been holding off on sex with my husband for over a week because I was too busy trying to catch their infidelity on cam. I was just trying to see if Mike would get it on with Jase after that massage incident. I never thought things would end up like this. My digression gets disrupted when I hear a loud moan from Jase as his deep end gets invaded by my loving husband's large baby-making shaft. Mike slowly withdraws his member until the cockhead is rested at Jase's hole. The stronger man then gives his shaft a glob of his saliva as lubrication before reinserting it back into Jase once again. Soon, everyone in the room can testify Mike's violent pounding against my best friend's chute! Last time Mike couldn't get hard when he was wasted with Lance, but right now, although not as drunk as the last time, he is at his horniest moment! Is fucking his husband's best friend secretly turning him on this much?
"Ugh! Umm!" Jase moans like a wild bitch.
There is no dirty talk, no kissing, and no foreplay. It's just a very brief but serious raw fuck. The creaking sounds of the couch caused by Mike's thrusting only intensify my anger, jealousy, and horniness. Mike never fucks me this hard despite knowing that I love a good hard pound.
Suddenly, I hear Mike scream, "Ugh! Ugh! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"
"Ugh! Ugh! Fuck me! Cum in me," Jase begs.
"You sure? Ugh! Ugh!" Mike gives his final grunts before his thick white sperms starting to flood Jase's bowel. My husband is unloading his at least one week worth of cum deep inside Jase's rectum. He stays deep inside Jase for a few more seconds before extracting his spent cock. Oh my god, I burst my nuts so hard when I witness the excess cum ooze out of Jase's abused hole as soon as my husband's semi-hard, cum dripping, cock is fully withdrawn.
I hear Mike panic, "Turn off the cam. Turn it off. Turn it off."
"Okay," Jase replies then quickly thanks the viewers before turning the cam off.
Jase-----
Oh my God, what now? Neither of us wants to say something. With the cam off, we are just lazing on the couch trying to recollect our thoughts. I'm sure this will be our last show together after what just happened. I'm sure Mike will want me to move out just to avoid the awkwardness. From the bottom of my heart, I never wanted us to go this far. I just wanted to tease and make some money. I feel so horrible now.
"Hey Umm," I'm trying to apologize to Mike and also assure that this will forever be a secret.
Mike, however, interrupts me saying, "No. Listen. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to take advantage of you like that."
What? Did my best friend's husband just apologize to me after I cajoled him into fucking me? Okay, maybe he is not so upset? Let's see where this is going.
"I think it was the alcohol and the pressure. You know...you have a fervid fan base, right?" Mike speaks.
Is Mike trying to add some humor into the conversation to lessen the tension?
I try to go along and reply, "Yeah! They were crazy, but they paid, so whatever, right? Please don't apologize. We were in it for the tokens only, right? It's not like we're in love or something. I have a very high standard when it comes to my boyfriend just so you know, heh heh."
"Yes, I know. You only want a prince as a boyfriend. So, we're cool, right?" Mike asks.
"We're more than cool. We made over 1 grand! I'll give you your share when the money is in the account," I reply knowing very well my true nascent feelings for Mike will forever be a secret.
"You will keep this thing...you know...our fucking a secret, right?" Mike asks.
"What fucking? Oh that! You call that fucking? You barely had the energy to move...just kidding, heh heh...of course, it's going to be our secret."
"Funny. Funny. Next time I will make sure you won't be able to walk," Mike remarks.
There is next time? Here I thought Mike was pissed, but he just announced that there will be next time!
"Yeah. Yeah. Big talk. I can't wait to see you fail again! Heh heh...just kidding," I reply.
"Fisty little shit! Alright, I'm going to go take a shower," Mike winks.
What is that? Why did he wink at me?
Scott-----
I just had a massive orgasm from watching my husband fuck my best friend. I thought nothing could beat our most recent threesome with Juan, but this thing between Jase and Mike was equally turned on, if not more. Something about seeing my husband with someone else really drives me wild. I know we have agreed to the open marriage, but I somehow feel cheated, pissed, and agitated. I don't really know. I didn't see any kissing earlier. I didn't hear any derogatory verbiage neither. I believe this was just an accident. Was it? It was so quick, but that doesn't change the fact that Mike's dick was buried deep in Jase's hole and his babies were flooded in Jase's womb. This must have been their first fuck, right? It had to be because my surveillance cam didn't detect anything. It doesn't matter because I'm always Mike number one, right? The possibility of having another person compete with me to win Mike's love is knocking my socks off. With Jase temporarily staying at our house, I don't know how things are going to turn out? What should I do when I face them at home? Keep quiet and pretend nothing happened? I'm not good at keeping a straight face though. What if Mike or Jase confesses to me? How should I react? That will be so awkward for everybody and will certainly impact our relationship. Maybe I should act dumb and more friendly? Why am I thinking like this? Fuck! Then, my phone rings.
"Hey baby! I missed your call earlier," Mike says.
"Oh! Hey. It was nothing. I was just calling to bug you. Can't talk now. Work," I reply not knowing what to say.
"Ok. See you in the morning. Love you," Mike ends the call.
A few weeks later...
Things haven't been the same at the house, at least, for me. I must have tried too hard to act normal. I may have been too unusually nice and accommodating to both of them to the point that Jase is starting to feel a bit awkward. Things like helping out with cleaning the house when I'm at home. That's his agreed duties, but I can't help it. I'm so confused. I don't know why but I feel compelled for some reason to give them more time together, alone. I have made excuses to not be part of their jogging so that I can I spy on them. Oh gosh, this is so torturing but so sexually electrifying as the thoughts of their growing relationship are dominating my existence. Our sex life has taken a toll as well. It's entirely my fault because I keep avoiding sex with my husband with stupid excuses. When he suggests making love to me, I express my desire to blow him. Eventually he gives up at seducing me and halfheartedly accepts the occasional blowjobs. In fact, my husband hasn't visited my hole for at least a month now. To make matters more confusing, Mike hasn't been fucking Jase either, well, based on my surveillance camera. I've tried to record them at many different locations in the house, but I have seen nothing sexual. The only place I haven't tried is Jase's room because I'm scared to be caught. I'm starting to go crazy. I don't want Mike to cheat on me, but I've been behaving in such a way to encourage him to do just that! Uggh! Also, they haven't gone on camera together since the last time they fucked. Maybe they did it in Jase room? But again, I didn't see my husband walk into the room. It's confusing and so messy.
One evening in the living room...
"Hey sweetie pie. How are you?" my husband asks while we are cuddling on the couch with him toying my hair.
"You love playing with my hair, don't you? What are you trying to do, huh?" I teasingly ask.
"Come on, I cannot stare at the T.V anymore. We've watched it for hours. Let's take a break. Yeah? Let's have a little fun, yeah?" Mike suggests.
"Then close your eyes, heh heh. Ouch...it tickles. What are you doing? Not here! Jase," I reply as Mike is nibbling at my left ear.
"I thought you said he wouldn't come back until the next day? Where the hell is he going anyway?" Mike questions.
"Why? You miss him already?" I don't know why I said that.
"Hmm...I miss this," Mike replies as one of his hands is gently massaging my bottom.
"I don't know. I'm not his mom. I don't pry on him," I joke.
"Feisty, aren't you? I love biting your ears," Mike says in a seductive voice.
Soon my husband's body is on top of mine. Mike tenderly kisses my lips then slowly unbuttons my shirt. In no time, I'm stripped naked.
"Nice," Mike says then gets up removing his clothes.
We must have kissed and caressed our naked bodies on the couch for 5 minutes. This is so romantic, and I love it. Suddenly, we hear some noise at the front door. Fuck! It's Jase. We quickly cover our privates with our hands.
"Oh shit! I'm so sorry," Jase is shocked.
"What are you doing here? I thought you had some place to go?" I'm so embarrassed.
"Mmmm...it's cancelled. Sorry. I'll come back later," Jase mumbles.
"No. We're done. You don't have to leave," I offer.
"Oh gosh. No. This is embarrassing. I'll be gone," Jase replies.
"Hold on!" I speak.
Seeing Jase stand there only feet away from our nakedness in the living room has somehow boosted my sex drive through the roof. Maybe my subconsciousness is telling me that this is a good opportunity to put Jase in his position by showing him whom Mike really wants.
"I think it's hot if we make love in front of Jase, just like when we were with Juan. Don't you think so, baby?" I whisper in Mike's ears.
"Ughh...I don't think so. He is not Juan. He's your best friend," Mike disagrees.
"Come on, make him watch us. It's fun," I cajole Mike.
"No, let's not embarrass the kid; he's your best friend for God's sake," Mike tries to leave the room.
I really don't know what has gotten into me. Too horny or too jealous or just trying to get even? Disregard of Mike's feelings, I gesture for Jase to come over and sit in our love seat.
"What are you doing, baby? Don't," Mike is nervous.
"You like a little show, Jase? Mike thinks you like it. What do you say?" I ask seductively.
"Ughh...thanks, but no thanks...I'll be in my room," Jase seems confused.
I quickly turn to Mike with a "you better side with me" stare. Soon, my husband halfheartedly yields to my weird demand and says, "stay."
As expected, Mike would do anything to appease me because I'm always his #1. I do feel a bit out of line though to seemingly force the poor Jase to sit there and watch. Well, it doesn't look like Jase is struggling with the task as he cannot keep his stare away from my husband's cock. Yeah, watch and learn Jase, I speak silently to myself.
This is so unbelievably hot making out with my husband in nudity while being watched by my best friend. We are literally trying to suck each other's lips and tongues while ignoring the presence of Jase. I can tell Mike is extremely turned on by his grunts and groans.
After a few minutes of French kissing, Mike murmurs, "Get down and suck me, baby."
Before getting down on my knees, I steal a look at Jase. As expected, he is embarrassingly turned on as hell. That growing bulge of his doesn't lie.
"Uggh. Uggh. Yes," Mike moans.
"You like that?" I tease.
"Yeah. Uggh," my husband is ecstatic.
I can't help but smile to myself when I hear Mike's grunt. This big hairy cock is and always will be mine to relish. I suck and slurp the shaft hungrily for all it's worth until the pole is so slick and hard. I think It's time for some fucking.
I'm about to make that suggestion, but Mike blurts out, "Take off your clothes and come over here."
What? I look up at Mike only to see him glance at Jase.
I don't know what is going on, so I just continue sucking my husband's cock nervously. As soon as Jase is nude (fuck, his dick is bigger than mine!), I hear Mike say, "kneel." Now, kneeling right next to me is Jase! Without giving me a heads-up, my husband gently withdraws his pulsing cock from my mouth and points it toward Jase's lips! The former spectator is now assuming the lead role hungrily sucking on my husband's penis. I'm just kneeling there, dumbfounded and helpless, watching Jase steal my possession right in front of my face. This is not part of our agreement. This is insulting, but why does my dick feel so hard?
"Ughh. Ughh. So nice," my husband groans and forces his cock deep inside Jase's mouth while holding the back of his head.
"Yeah. Suck it. Don't stop," Mike encourages Jase.
Mike has been making love to Jase's oral cavity for at least 5 minutes already! It should be my turn now, but it's not! Another 5 minutes passes, Jase is still going at it. Look at the way he's teasing my husband's cockhead! Uggh! The slurping sound is driving me crazy! I'm starting to get pissed at my husband, but he seems oblivious to my anger because his damn eyes are closed while enjoying the best blowjob given to him. How humiliating! Fuck, I'm not going to kneel here and watch this shit. I scoot over and lean my back against the couch averting my gaze. My ignorance is short-lived, though, as I cannot help but return the stare at the sucking. A few minutes later, Mike finally opens his eyes and looks at me. I don't know why but suddenly my frown is turned into a slight grin when our eyes meet. Mike gestures for me to get up.
"Get on all four, baby," Mike whispers.
Finally, I'm getting the fuck that I so deserve. Excitedly, I literally jump on to the couch, on my hands and knees, pushing my ass out. Well, it turns out I'm not the only one in this position. Right next to me is Jase, offering the slightly fatter, more cushioned ass for my husband to enjoy.
"Mmmm...two nice holes...let's see," Mike says.
This is getting annoying, and I want to put an end to this until I feel my husband's lips begin to eat out my ass.
"Ugh! Mmm," I moan.
"You like that, baby?" Mike asks.
"Yes. Make it wet and ready," I answer while turning sideway toward Jase.
"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" Jase moans even louder because he is being finger fucked by my husband simultaneously.
Then, I feel Mike's tongue begin to penetrate my bunghole culminating in a loud cry from me to be followed by an equally horny moan from Jase. My husband is having the best time of his life, eating out my ass while finger fucking my best friend. This goes on for a good 10 minutes. The whole room is redolent of sex smell and loud moans. My ass is so hot and ready for a pound any seconds now. As if Mike could read my mind, he suddenly stops the ass eating and gets up. Yes, come and put your dick in my ass now. That's not the case, though. Mike is kneeling behind Jase's ass instead. With both of his hands on Jase's buns, Mike spreads the cheeks out and tongues the hairless anus while leaving my deserted hole untouched.
Mike-----
Fuck, Scott wants Jase to watch us make out! This is unreal. Just the other day, I was accidentally fucking Jase on cam. Now, this? Having to know my husband's moodiness really well, I'm about to object to the crazy idea, but Scott beats me to it by motioning Jase to come over and observe. Before we know it, Jase is sitting in the love seat observing us. This is quite uncomfortable at first, but seeing how turned on my husband is at this shit, I'm starting to love it.
I desperately need Scott's mouth on my cock now after days of sexlessness. I'm so hard right now. I'm not really sure what drives of my horniness. Scott's sucking is great, but being watched by Jase is so steamy and forbidden. Fuck! That yearning look of Jase as he stares at me while Scott is attending to my cock is so lustful and captivating. Then, I do the unthinkable--ordering Jase to take off his clothes and join us. Scott looks surprised, but I can't contain my impulse. As soon as Jase kneels down next to Scott, I mindlessly withdraw my cock from Scott's mouth and offers it to Jase. Scott may not like the idea, but I really want those succulent lips of Jase on my pole now.
I must have been orally fucking Jase for at least 15 minutes, nonstop. This kid is so good at his craft. As he runs his tongue up and down my hard shaft, I cannot help but secure his head with my hands to protect him from others. Jase magically swallows my entire dick at times! His teeth never touch it for a single moment. Fuck! My slippery penis is now thoroughly drenched with his saliva. After sucking and tonguing my hairy cock for a bit, he grabs me by the hips and pulls me in so that I'm deep throating him. I keep raping his throat as hard as I can, and he never tries to stop me, even while he is gagging. This is something I have not experienced with Scott. Suddenly, I sense a movement nearby, I open my eyes and turn to Scott. What a relief! I expect a grumpy face from my husband, but he's grinning at me! That's all the motivation I need to escalate things.
I have both of them sit on the couch with their faces down asses up. Which ass should I eat first--bony or plumpy? Going against my desire, I start eating out Scott just so he is happy. Afterall, he is my husband and deserves the privilege. While eating out my husband's chute, I simply cannot ignore the better ass right next to it. I begin to finger it. This is madness as the room is now full of moans and groans. I can't keep my eyes away from that succulent ass of Jase as I munch on my husband's hole. Fuck, I need to taste that anus of my husband's best friend. Without announcing, I blindly get up and position myself behind Jase. Having both of my hands on Jase's buns, I begin to spread those thick cheeks apart and dive my tongue deep into the hairless cave.
Jase's ass is soft and so fuckable. It's such a turn on to see his anus contract as it is slightly touched by the tip of my wet tongue. I can tease his hole like that forever. I've been tongue fucking Jase's hole for at least 10 minutes now. Everything seems to be out of the picture. His hole is so moist and ready. As I get up to prepare my dick for a plunge inside Jase's chute, I'm reminded that Scott's ass is right next to Jase's. Shit! I've been neglecting my husband's hole all this time. Having two nice holes to fuck is euphoric but also problematic because I don't know which one deserves my dick first. I really want to tap that ass of Jase, but Scott is here, and I do love him. While my husband seems acceptable with Jase sucking me, he's likely to burn down the house if I choose Jase's hole over his. Plus, it just doesn't seem right to neglect my husband. So, I've decided to fuck Scott first while dildo fucking Jase. That should be a win-win situation.
I whisper to my lovely Scott, "You want me to drill you hard while dildo fucking your best friend, baby?"
"Hmmm...Yes," Scott answers with a mischievous grin.
"Go get your purple dildo then," I order.
10 minutes later...
What has taken Scott so damn long to find the dildo? My dick is about to burst from finger fucking Jase's hole!
"Awww...awww...ugh...ugh...Ohh! Mmmm!" Jase cries from being jabbed by my fingers.
Heart pounding with excitement, I increase my poking only to bring out louder moans from Jase.
"Fuck me, daddy! I can't!" Jase cries.
"Wait! Soon!" I'm starting to be pissed with my husband as he's taking forever! What's so difficult about getting a fucking dildo.
"Aggggh! Aggggh!" Jase continues moaning.
"Now! Don't wait! Ignore him! Put your thick dick in me, please!" Jase begs.
"What? Shit! Fuck!" I'm at a crossroads.
"Fuck me! Uhmmm!" Jase insists.
A few minutes later, Scott is still not back yet.
"Fuck it! Here's for you, baby," I whisper to Jase as I remove my fingers from his well lubed hole and replace it with my throbbing cock.
"Awwww! Awww! So big and full!" Jase cries as the head of my penis penetrates his sphincter.
Scott-----
I literally run to our bedroom to get the purple dildo as insisted by my husband. Found it. Hmmm...it's fairly thick but short. Maybe my 9' black dildo is more fun going inside Jase. I don't hold a grudge against Jase, but he needs to understand and acknowledge his inferior role in this entanglement. I would like to see Mike tear that ass of Jase with the fake plastic penis while I'm enjoying the real fleshy dick. Where is it? I can't find it! Think. When was it last used? Finally, after 10 minutes of scouring the entire room, I locate it!
Upon my return to the living room, my heart literally stops at the scene. Mike's thick hairy cock has already found a hole to propagate, and it's not mine. I literally go through the roof! Not only is Jase openly receiving the real thing right at the moment, but he gets to enjoy it first! What am I going to do with this dildo?
"Come here, baby. Bend down. I'll dildo fuck you," Mike indicates matter-of- factly.
What the fuck?! This is not what my husband promised! Mike was supposed to fuck me and use the dildo on Jase, not the other way around. As much as I hate it, I cannot ignore the turn-on revelation. Take a deep breath, I remind myself. When it's my turn, I will get the final prize--my husband's baby making sperms.
About 5 minutes later, Mike and I both know very well that it's not practical for him to fuck Jase while dildoing me. My husband basically just holds onto the dildo making sure it doesn't fall out of my ass. There is very little penetration as most of his energy is devoted to fucking Jase. I'm starting to lose a bit of my hard-on as well because of the awkward position and lack of movement around my hole. After another 5 minutes, Mike simply says, "Here, hold the dildo, baby."
I turn back to look at him.
"Play with yourself for a bit," Mike says.
I cannot believe those words that just came out of my loving husband's mouth! My caring spouse has just told me to go fuck myself because he is too busy drilling Jase's hole.
"What?" I'm speechless and heartbroken, but Mike's attention seems to be consumed by the fucking.
I'm not going to play with myself. That's humiliating. They literally take over the damn couch. I have no choice but to settle for the love seat.
"Awww...awww...ugh...ugh...Ohh!" Jase cries.
"Ummmph...ummmph," Mike grunts.
"Push it in all the way," Jase begs.
"Awwwgh! So tight!" Mike yells.
"Give me your dick. Give it all to me," Jase moans.
"Awww...yeah...you want all this?" Mike is so horny.
"Yeah...I want it all," Jase begs.
"Yeah. It feels so good," Mike groans.
This is stupid! I should just get up, walk over there, and slap the shit out of Jase. Uggh! Look at my husband's erect cock as it hammers that tiny slippery hole! The low rough grunts from Mike coupled with the high moans from Jase and the thud sound coming from their fucking make me so envious and aroused. Before I know it, I do exactly as my husband has suggested, "go play with yourself."
Jase-----
This is surreal. Just about half an hour ago, I thought I had fucked up everything by intruding on their privacy. Then, I had no idea why Scott would want me to watch them fuck. That was so not Scott. One thing led to another, I ended up naked kneeling next to Scott sucking on his husband's cock. Soon, Mike finger fucked me. Now, Mike is telling his husband to go play with himself with a dildo while he is fucking me! Has Scott's husband just chosen my ass over him and their marriage? I really don't intend for things to be like this; I just want to be fucked after being ass teased by Mike. This is somehow unfair to Scott despite the fact that their marriage is open, but I cannot help it as it feels so right and so turned on to feel Mike's cock deep inside me. It sets me on fire to realize that I'm now Mike's most desirable person even if it's just for a fleeting moment. Awwgh! He fucks hard. I can feel his hard throbbing cock slide deep inside my anal canal. I love it.
Scott-----
Fuck! Why did I choose this 9' dildo? It's a bit painful sliding inside my rectum. Nevertheless, I manage to get most of it inside my hole. I fuck myself away for about 10 minutes while jealously watching Jase enjoy my husband's unprotected cock . It irritates me to see my husband's stiff, precum-leaking cock occasionally slip out of Jase's chute only to be reinserted back in forthwith. Mike has been raping Jase's boy pussy for at least 25 minutes now! Then, Mike withdraws from the assaulted chute and settles on the couch next to Jase and says, "Come and sit on my cock."
Jase and I both get up at the same time and finally face each other eye-to-eye, but he knows very well that the calling is for him as Mike's gaze never left his face when he announced it. Embarrassed, I lie with an excuse that I need to go the bathroom really quick. I don't know why I come back to endure the humiliation, but Jase has already ridden Mike's cock in a cowboy position. Fuck! He's bouncing on Mike's pole like a true slut. Look at the mixture of saliva and precum leaking out of his ass pussy! It's disgusting, but I can't steer away from it.
"Aughh! Your dick is so hard and full," Jase groans.
"Bounce on it. Yeah!" Mike orders.
"Awgh! Awgh! It feels so good," Jase moans.
"Yeah! You like my cock in you?" Mike asks.
"Yes," Jase cries.
I don't know how long they have been making love in this position, but Mike suddenly stops and tells Jase to get off. My husband stands up and turns to face me for a few quick seconds. Fuck, I've never seen Mike's dick as hard as it is now! That cockhead, completely void of foreskin, is so slick with precum. At last, my dear hunk remembers that there's another hole waiting for him to breed. My hole is overdue for a violent intrusion. It's desperately waiting for Mike to stretch, but he averts his gaze back to Jase and says, "On your back."
Mike has seen my face! He must have sensed that I need it too, but why? Is he trying to get back at me for depriving him of sex? I don't understand! I want to cum so bad!
"Go slow please," I hear Jase say as Mike is trying to reinsert his member back inside Jase's anal.
"So thick and hard," Jase continues.
"Yeah. Ugggh," Mike groans.
"Is it all in?" Jase asks.
"Almost. Don't move. Yeah, all in...so warm," Mike grunts.
"Fuck me, daddy. Make love to me," Jase begs.
"Yeah. So tight," Mike gasps.
"Awww...awww...ugh...ugh...Ohh!" Jase cries.
"Spread your ass wide for me," Mike says.
They have been fucking for over half an hour! When is it going to be my turn? My horned-up husband can't help but continue to thrust and thrust his rigid member into that pussy hole. Jase's dick is so stiff and about to burst if his hole keeps being pounded like that.
"Ugggh! Ugggh!" Jase moans.
""Ummmph...ummmph," Mike grunts.
"Ugggh! Mmmhh!" Jase cries.
"Uggggh! You want me to cum in you?" Mike asks.
What? No! What about me?
"Ummmph... I can't hold it...Ooohhh!" Mike cries.
"Cum inside me. Breed me. Give me your babies," Jase cries.
"Ugggh! I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum. Ugggh!!!" Mike screams.
With a few more deep thrusts, Mike proudly deposits deep inside Jase's hole, which also causes Jase to spill his cum uncontrollably all over his stomach from a quick jerkoff. I burst as well, but it's caused by the humiliation instead of the fucking, which I did not receive from my own husband. Mike continues poking his semi-erect cock into the spent hole for another minute as if he was trying to prevent the sperms from leaking out of Jase's rectum.
All of a sudden, the room is void of sound. Things seem awkward as we are trying to recover from the episode. Mike finally gazes toward me once again, but I can sense sadness, remorse, and fear in his dark blue eyes. I know damn well that the incident has redefined our relationship and future even though it was purely physical involving nothing else but sex. My husband might not want to admit it, but I do feel there's some deep connection between him and Jase. It was quite obvious as to whom my husband preferred earlier. It was supposed to be love making between us for Jase to observe. I was supposed to be the main star in the act, but I ended up being the third lamp. Considering the act as a threesome would also be an exaggeration as the intimacy was clearly and exclusively between them. Simply put, they were so into each other disregarding my presence. Who could I have blamed but myself for initiating this unexpected event? Trying not to create more tension and awkwardness, I halfheartedly flash a small grin at my husband.
"Hey Jase, now you can't complain that we don't treat you well at our house," I joke aiming to break the uneasiness but also trying to save my ownership pride by emphasizing "our house."
"Oh my! This is crazy! I love it. I love you two so much," Jase's mood suddenly shifts.
After chitchatting for several more minutes, my husband announces, "Alright boys, I need to go clean up. Who wants to join me in the bathroom?"
"Me!" Jase says.
"You guys go first. I need to catch my breath for a few minutes. I'll catch up later," I say to my husband.
"Let's go!" Mike speaks to Jase then uses his strong arms to lift Jase up carrying him upstairs to our ensuite bathroom.
Why did he carry Jase in his arms like that? After spending 10 minutes contemplating the rationale behind it, I cannot fathom why my husband did it. He just fucked Jase. His horniness should be satiated already. Only lovers would do such a thing. No, I need to join them to reclaim my husband. The bathroom door is open as expected. Steam is everywhere permeating the room, but I can reasonably see what looks like joined shadows of Mike and Jase behind the thin glass shower door from where I stand. Even with the light sound of the shower, I can absolutely make out the sound of deep kissing between my husband and Jase. I'm trying to do my best not to sob, but drops of tears begin to escape my eyes. I thought it was just sex between them. Wasn't that the case? My husband didn't kiss Jase at all earlier when he fucked him in the living room. Why now? Could it be that I was interfering them as an unwelcomed guest earlier? Seeing them fuck was humiliating enough, but for some reason their making out is more hurtful. My dick has involuntarily regained some stiffness just from their making out. Oh God! I don't want to see this filthy act. I walk away and hopelessly settle on our marital bed pissed. I really cannot make up my mind because 2 minutes later I find myself impatiently sneaking behind the bathroom door again. They are still sucking each other's lips passionately! It's so hateful, but I can't deny that it's also so romantic. Then, I hear the water shut down. Fuck! I literally run back to the bed and turn on the TV.
"Hey baby, what are you watching?" Mike walks out of the bathroom first with a towel wrapped around his waist to be followed by Jase who is using my favorite towel to cover himself.
"Nothing special. Just chilling a bit," I casually reply.
Mike motions for me to scoot over so he can lie next to me. Jase soon follows suit and lies next to Mike on the other side. We three are lying on the bed with Mike in the middle staring at the screen.
"Alright, need to freshen up a bit. Be right back," I announce and excuse myself to the bathroom. My husband winks at me as I get up. Huh? I'm so fucking confused now. It's so difficult to describe my feelings in words at the moment.
What a night. I don't think I will be able to ignore or forget about it. It has absolutely reshaped my personality and perspective. Jase, my best friend who has been looking up to me, is now my competitor. I never thought that he would be the one to break our marriage. What? Stop thinking like that for fuck sake! His innocent and carefree attitude has certainly aroused Mike's interest. I honestly don't know who Mike will choose if I give him an ultimatum. No! Stop thinking! No! No! Why am I getting so hard while thinking about this? The way they were making out in the shower was, I hate to say this, very romantic. No! Think about something else...our Hawaiian honeymoon trip. Think about the wink he just gave you. I can't! I can't! They kissed each other!
I must have been under the shower for at least 20 minutes as the hot water is running out. It's time to get out before I catch a cold. When I return to the bed, my husband and Jase have already been dozing off from a boring TV show. Jase's head is lying lovingly on Mike's left hairy chest with his left hand rested on Mike's furry stomach. Mike has shifted to a position that leaves practically no room to accommodate me. Still, do I really want to be lying there with them? I don't think so. I'm exhausted and starting to have a slight headache. I just leave them undisturbed as I walk out to the kitchen for a Tylenol.
Sitting in the shitty dark living room, I cry. I don't know what to think any more as I blindly stare at the stupid boring TV. Soon I doze off myself. The sleep is short-lived as I find myself awake 1 hour later. It's already 11 P.M. I don't know why, but I immediately look toward the direction of Jase's room. It's dark and quiet, which means he is still in my bed with my husband! I need to do something. It's my fucking bed. Why do I feel like an outcast all of a sudden? It's my house. It's my bed. Anyway, I nervously walk up the stairs. Before entering the bedroom, I hear some laughter mixed with the sound of the T.V. I pause and take a sneak. Mike is trying to hold Jase in his hips with Jase's legs wrapped around him.
"Stop! Put me down. I'm too heavy," Jase giggles.
"You're not. Look," Mike says.
Then, they stare at each other. Soon, their faces get closer and closer until their lips are locked in for a passionate French kiss.
"Let me down please," Jase giggles.
"No," Mike teases.
"You're mean," Jase blushes.
"Yeah? You love it," Mike teases.
"What are you doing?" Jase giggles.
"Finding your pussy," my husband replies while using his fingers to stretch Jase's hole.
"Come on, your husband is downstairs. He can walk in any time," Jase is worried.
"He's sleeping. I just checked on him," Mike assures.
"You're such a horndog. You just fucked me a few hours ago. And, you want to shag me again."
"Who says I'm going to fuck you?" Mike teases.
"You're bad," Jase turns red.
"Yeah? You want me to make love to you again? Tell me," Mike teases.
"Yes," Jase whispers.
"I can't hear you, sweetie. What?" Mike keeps teasing.
"Yes...but just curious...why didn't you fuck Scott earlier in the living room?"
"What? Let's focus on us, yeah?" Mike is confused.
"No, tell me."
"I was going to...but when my dick was in your ass, I just couldn't stop," Mike explains.
"You're lying," Jase teases.
"Nope. And...what was worse was...hmmm...I actually forgot about him at the moment. Things happened too quickly. Before I knew it, I was fucking you, and I just couldn't stop," Mike confesses.
"Uggh...Uggh," Jase moans as Mike begins to penetrate the hot hole with his stiff cock again while holding Jase.
"Yeah, nice and warm," Mike is ecstatic.
So, they begin their love making again for at least 20 minutes with lots of gentle groans and moans and tongue kisses. Eventually, Mike lays Jase down on to the bed toward my side and continues the fucking until he dumps another hot load of cum inside the unprotected, defenseless chute again. Mike has never fucked me multiple times in a few hours, but his horniness doesn't seem to die down with Jase. I shamelessly climax when I see the jizz leak out of Jase's hole.
Now the action is over, but I still cannot leave the site despite my stained underwear. It's almost like I'm addicted to the spying. What have I become? It's so annoying seeing them cuddling! They are so romantic.
"I like your stomach," Jase comments.
"You like my beer belly?" Mike giggles.
"It's not. Hardly!" Jase disagrees.
"It's not a six-pack either, more like four-pack."
"I find it sexy. The fur. It's just right. Yummy," Jase blushes.
"It's not food. You can't eat it," Mike laughs.
The conversation seems to die down as both are now just lying there in silence.
"What are you thinking?" Mike asks while playing with Jase's nipple.
"Nothing," Jase replies.
"Something is bothering you?" Mike insists.
"I mean...I don't know. What's going to happen now? Between us? What about Scott?" Jase asks.
"Hmmm...I don't know," Mike says.
"I know you love Scott, but I really hope it's not a one-time thing," Jase is concerned.
"I don't know. I hope not. I think...I think maybe Scott has also been sleeping around," Mike expresses his concern.
"What? What makes you think that? I don't think Scott is that type of person. Are you referring to Juan? He does like Juan a lot, but I doubt it," Jase defends me.
I'm so confused at this moment. Why is Jase defending me after what he has done? Why does Mike even think I've been sleeping around?
"I don't know. We are kind of drifting apart sexually. We haven't had sex for a few weeks. I'm not sure if I'm the problem. Every time I initiated sex, Scott would find a reason to delay it. I thought tonight was a chance for us to rekindle our lovemaking, but you showed up unexpectedly," Mike explains.
"Uhh...sorry. I really didn't mean to intrude. Do you regret my presence?" Jase is worried.
"You think I'm regretful after breeding you back to back?" Mike asks.
"I hope you didn't fuck me just to break it even with Scott," Jase is curious.
"Your ass is irresistible," Mike teases.
"Get out! Really? Better than Scott's?" Jase teases back.
"Well...I dumped my loads in you twice, and he got none. You tell me," Mike bites onto Jase's left ear.
"Heh heh...does that mean from now on I have the exclusive right to your big cock?" Jase is smitten.
"Sure...but only if you promise to take a good care of it. Yeah?" Mike plays along.
"Mmm..." Jase groans.
"I know you're not going to leave Scott, and I don't want you guys to end up like that as well. Scott is after all my best friend, but...but...how do I say this? Hmm...Am I more than just someone you fuck?" Jase is being curious.
"Hah Hah...you? Wait. You have a crush on me! I think you have feelings for me!" Mike teases.
"Come on, can you be serious for once?" Jase is anxious.
"I...I...Ummm...I don't know what to say? I'm still pretty much in love with Scott," Mike is having trouble articulating his emotions.
"I know. I know. I just want to feel special at least once. I've never had any luck when it comes to long-term relationship. I feel like a reject. Never mind," Jase seems a bit annoyed.
"Come here," Mike says as he reaches his right arms out to embrace Jase warmly.
Looking into my best friend's eyes, Mike slowly kisses Jase and says, "I'm not going to make you feel rejected again."
"But you cannot say to me those 3 words, `I love you', correct?" Jase adds.
"I...I..." Mike is speechless.
The room is silent for about 7 seconds until Jase suddenly blurts out, "Just kidding! I got you! Hah hah! oh please! You're just my friend with benefits. I cannot deal with having you around me every single minute."
I really think Jase is trying to avoid the awkwardness as he doesn't want to put Mike on the spot. For the very first time, I'm certain that Jase has fallen in love with my husband. Although I believe that my husband is still in love with me after hearing his admission earlier, I can't dismiss the special connection or feeling he reserves for Jase.
"Wow, that's harsh!" Mike feels relieved.
"Not as harsh as your fucking!" Jase counters.
Then Mike looks deeply into Jase's eyes and whispers, "I really meant it. I will not make you feel rejected again."
"Thank you," Jase replies before the couple closes in for another French kiss.
"Alright, I need to go check on him. Be right back," Mike announces.
"Can you grab me some Kleenex in the bathroom before you go?" Jase asks.
Shit! I recoil when Mike gets up from the bed. In a rush, I return to the couch.
"Hey sleepyhead. You were asleep earlier. I didn't want to wake you up," Mike speaks while standing right next to me in his underwear in the living room.
"Yeah. Stupid boring show. How are you, baby? How's your boyfriend?" I inadvertently let my wild, forbidden fantasy slip.
My husband seems appalled in a split second, then replies, "I'm a little tired. Jase has dozed off just like you in our bedroom," Mike says.
I know Mike is not telling the whole story, but I try to keep my straight face (I think he has observed my jealousy though) , "Ah...it's okay. We're all exhausted. Don't bother to wake him up. We'll take the guest room for the night instead. I'm going to go get it ready."
"Go first, babe. I need to get some water," Mike indicates.
This is so out of line--my husband and I sleep in the guest room while Jase is enjoying our master bedroom. Since we're all worn out, and it's late, I'll deal with this tomorrow.
A few minutes later, Mike enters our guest room and asks, "You're all set?"
"Pretty much," I reply.
"Alright then, good night," my husband tugs me in, gives me a kiss on my forehead, then exits the room and heads back to the master bedroom where Jase is resting.
As soon as I hear my husband shut the master bedroom door, I want to end my life right then. My heart bleeds on his decision not to be here with me when I need him most. This is beyond humiliation. I'm in complete despair in this isolated, dark room. I've silently cried for hours until there are no more tears to shed. I'm basically a walking dead, feeling so cold and numb on a September night. Why don't I hear birds chirping anymore? They would usually and strangely sing lively at night when we were in bed. I don't know anything anymore. I just want to close my eyes forever.
I don't know how long I've been knocked out by the dejection, but at around 4 A.M., I'm awakened by a strange noise from my dream. To my dismay, the sound is actually not from the dream but from the wall. It is a squeaking sound of our master bed. Then, there's a series of thud sound followed by a squelching sound. Soon, I faintly hear moans and grunts. Of course, my husband is impregnating Jase again on our marital bed--three times in one night.