Liam
After a long day, I like to sit outside on my deck and have a beer. I can’t believe everything that has happened today. Samantha is full of surprises, but even though I am trying to keep my mind on Samantha, visions of Asher keep popping inside my head.
It’s not cold out but I want a fire to peer into. I do my best thinking looking deep into a fire. I get some wood and arrange it so that the fire will start easily. The logs crackle as the fire spreads among the logs.
I open my beer and sit back on my lounge chair. The sky is filled with stars tonight. I close my eyes and go over the images in my mind from my session with Samantha and Asher.
Tonight has really shaken up my sexual beliefs. I never thought I would ever be with a man. But there I was with Asher, and I’m scared to admit it- but I think I enjoyed it.
I try to rebuild Samantha’s naked body in my mind. She has a great body. Those long legs and perfect champagne glass breasts. It’s enough to get me hard again.
“Fuck yeah- nothings changed, just a minor lapse in judgement,” I mutter to myself.
But try as I might to keep Samantha’s body in my imagination, I keep thinking of Asher and his cock.
First of all, I can’t believe how big it is. The thing hangs down practically to his knees. I have never seen a cock that long.
Why did I even notice Asher’s cock? This isn’t good. I am not gay. I’ve never had a gay thought in my life. I’ve always been after one woman or another.
I worship a woman’s body. I am a slave to pleasing the women I have sex with. So how come all I can think of right now is Asher’s body?
I love the way Asher’s cock gets so big when he is aroused. I wonder what Asher thought of my cock. Does he feel the same way that I feel? That’s the thing when you are involved with someone of the same sex. You start to compare your body to his. Does it match up?
I think about my body. My cock is almost as big as his, and definitely thicker. I’m taller than him, so that’s good, isn’t it?
Overall, I think I have a body that holds its own. Asher’s body is very muscular and defined. I can’t help but get a tingle when I think of Asher and his body.
The man has an almost perfect body. Maybe he could be a little taller- it’s a little weird being taller than him.
All my life I have been straight. I’ve never thought of a man. I can see how I fell into the sex act while we were doing our threesome. But here I am unable to stop thinking about Asher. Does this mean that I’m gay?
“No way. No fucking way,” I try to convince myself.
The thing is, when I’m with Samantha and Asher, I feel like our threesome is exactly right. But then after- I feel as if it was wrong.
“Because it is wrong,” I tell myself.
But in the back of my mind I’m still not so sure.
I think about how I’ve had all these feelings of anger and hate toward Asher, and I start to wonder if these feelings have been fueled by something else all along.
I don’t have these types of feelings for any other man. I’ve seen plenty of nude men at the gym, but their bodies don’t excite me. There is just something about Asher that I can’t get out of my mind. His body turns me on. He even excites me with his sexy attitude.
“Fuck!”
I’ve got to stop thinking about this. I can’t be gay, and I can’t be falling for another man- especially if that man is Asher. Samantha is just going to have to stop all of this.
Here I am alone and thinking about Asher. This is ridiculous, I am a straight man. Sure, I find Asher interesting but that doesn’t mean I have any feelings for him.
Okay, so he’s got an amazing cock. I’m allowed to admire another man’s cock without being gay. I’ve never seen a cock like his before. Not that I’ve seen a lot of cocks. See, if I were gay, I’d know a lot more cocks, wouldn’t I?
Samantha has to choose between us, simple as that. It really bothers me that she has initiated this threesome. Why can’t she just pick one of us? Isn't it greedy that she wants us both?
Asher and I really need to put Samantha in her place. I can understand that we are both sexy and attractive men and Samantha has a hard time choosing which one of us she likes more. But I have to protest when she requires me to have sex with the other guy she’s attracted to.
I finish my beer but I’m not ready to go to bed. The fire is going strong. Maybe tonight will be a two-beer night. I have a lot to think about. I’m so confused about the feelings I had during our threesome, and I’m really disturbed that I can’t stop thinking about Asher’s cock.
Usually after a session, all I can think about is a woman’s body. But tonight, I can barely remember Samantha’s body- and she has a fine ass body. I’ve never been so turned on by a woman. Maybe that’s why I’m willing to do anything- because she is just so fine.
Whatever the reason, I better get it straight in my mind.
“And soon,” I tell myself out loud.