Threesome
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Kapitel 1: Chapter 1
A hot hand clapped me on the back and I
turned as a young man shouldered his way through the crowd to join
me beside the bar. He had large, dark eyes half-hidden by a fall of
bleached hair and full lips that spread into an impossibly large,
Mick Jagger-esque grin. Leaning close to my ear, he shouted, “Hey.”
His warm breath smelled of whiskey—where it touched me, it curled
the ends of my hair and flushed my cheek. With that grin stretched
tight across his face, he asked, “Buy me a drink?”
Like he needed another. I pointed to my
boyfriend Alan on my other side and raised my voice over the crowd
to holler back, “Look, I’m with someone—”
The guy shook his head. I didn’t know if that
meant he couldn’t hear me or didn’t care. “Come on, man,” he
pleaded. He was attractive in a Middle Eastern sort of way, that
light hair such a contrast to his shadowy skin, and if I hadn’t
been with Alan for the past five years, I might have given in.
Hell, if Alan wasn’t right there, I might’ve bought him a drink,
let him lean on me a bit. I liked the heat of his hand and the way
hia eyes glistened in the lights above the bar. “I’m flat broke,”
he was saying. His hand dropped to my arm, then to my leg as he
eased into the seat beside mine. His fingers brushed along the
inside of my thigh and I moved away before he could cop a quick
feel. “Between jobs and just spent my last few bucks so what do you
say? Another round, you buying?”
He flagged the bartender over but I shook my
head. Next to me, Alan laughed at something someone else said, and
I wanted to turn towards my lover, rest my chin on his shoulder,
share in the joke. I wondered how rude it would be to simply turn
my back on this guy, but his wide smile kept me riveted. I’ve
always been one for a pretty mouth. “Listen,” I told him, “I’m
sorry, pal. I know how it is. But I’m strapped for cash myself.
He’s buying for me.” I nodded at Alan, hoping this guy would take
the hint.
Instead he leaned closer, that hand on my leg
sliding into lap. Lowering his voice, he stared at me with those
big eyes of his and said, “How about I blow you in the bathroom for
twenty? You got a twenty on you, right? A cheap dick licking, how’s
that sound? I’m real good, I promise.”
Once his words sunk in, I laughed. “Dude,
sorry,” I said again. “I got a boyfriend here who’ll do it for
free. Why don’t you just call it quits?”
He leaned past me to get a look at Alan. I
could see his thoughts working behind those eyes and suddenly he
didn’t seem so drunk to me anymore. Maybe it was all an act, a way
to approach guys so he could proposition them. Maybe he wasn’t even
broke, he just liked to suck cock. Or this was some elaborate
scheme to get me alone so he could rape or rob me…nowadays, who
knew? I tried to scoot back from him but his hand fisted around the
zipper of my jeans and I didn’t dare move. Another inch and he’d be
palming my dick. His gaze flickered over Alan, calculating, then
back to me. “I’ll do you both, fifteen apiece?”
I wanted to shake him off but just settled
for a shake of my head. “No, really—”
“Together,” he added. “At the same time.” I
looked at that wide smile again and imagined my cock between those
lips, Alan’s crammed in beside it. Saliva slick on our erections,
our swollen tips bumping together in the hot furnace of that mouth.
He could take us both, no question. What would that be like? A
double blowjob, Alan kissing me while someone else sucked us off.
Different hands on my body after five monogamous years, a different
mouth…
“Together?” I whispered. At his nod, I nudged
Alan, my gaze never leaving those lips. “Hey babe, listen to
this.”
“What’s up?” Alan wanted to know. He turned
towards me, one arm straying protectively around my shoulders when
he got a look at my new friend, then he noticed the hand in my lap
and his voice hardened. “Who the hell is this?”
Good question. Before I could admit I didn’t
know, the guy said, “Hey, I’m Julian. Put it there.” He released my
fly to extend his hand out for Alan, who glared at it but didn’t
shake it. Julian played it off, signaling for the bartender
instead. “What about that drink, eh? While you discuss it amongst
yourselves. Take your time.”
“Discuss what?” Alan asked. I let him pull me
closer, turning on my barstool to put Julian behind me. Alan’s a
little broader than me, wide chest, narrow hips, a handsome man
with just the hint of grey at his temples even though he’s barely
in his thirties. His pale eyes have a way of narrowing when he’s
bothered or upset, and his mouth puckers into a tight little bow
that makes me want to do anything I can to loosen it again. The
tell-tale lines were beginning to crop up around his lips—I knew I
had just a few seconds to convince him things were cool and could
get a hell of a lot better before he got pissed about that hand
between my legs. Hell, Julian hadn’t even touch anything yet.
Geschenke
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Rangliste 
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Stein