Sin
I honestly can’t believe Gael tamed this huge beast so quickly.
Standing at the foot of my king sized bed, I watch Gael pump three fingers in Phin’s ass while Phin makes enough noise that the vibration of his deep voice crawls up from where my legs touch the bed. The man is face down, ass up, and I’m still not sure how I feel about his body.
He’s hirsute, and neither Gael nor I have much body hair. My Taiwanese parentage has kept me relatively free of body hair since what few hairs I do have grew in during my teen years. Gael’s just a hairless white guy, but Phin is covered in it. It’s all soft from what I can tell, and even though his ass cheeks are hairy, he keeps his asshole bare all the way to his balls.
It’s new for me, and I can’t say I don’t like it, but Gael clearly does—he’s hard enough for both of us right now.
“Please, please, please,” the giant begs breathlessly.
“You want my cock?” Gael asks happily.
“Yes!” Phin cries out, begging with his voice and body for anything Gael’s willing to give him.
“Will you suck Sin’s cock while I’ll put mine in you?” Gael crooks his finger at me and points to Phin’s head. “Let him suck you,” he orders me with a dopey grin.
As if I could say no to that face, as if I would. My mind might not have figured out if men do it for me, but Gael words move me without hesitation. I crawl to Phin’s face and release my dick from the confines of my jeans. I’m not quite hard, maybe halfway there. I’ve always enjoyed watching Gael work, and though I’ve never seen him work over a man, we’ve had plenty of experience with loosening up women. This is just different enough that it’s taking my body a minute to get on board with the new reality I’m in: Gael and me fucking a man.
“Suck his cock, Phin. I want to see those perfect lips making Sin as hard as you get me,” Gael instructs, pushing Phin’s face into my crotch.
Phin grunts his assent and opens his mouth, sucking my dick in. I stare at him for a long moment, deciding how to take this. Phin isn’t the best head I’ve ever gotten, but neither is he the worst. Again, the mustache is weird, but I might like the way the hairs tickle my dick. I close my eyes for a moment and dig deep.
Do I care that he’s a man? Not particularly, and I’m not upset that Gael’s with a man instead of a woman.
Does it turn me off? I’ve never been particularly keen about sex as it is. I participate and enjoy myself, but if Gael doesn’t instigate the activity, I don’t seek it out on my own, and no, I’m not turned off by a man. Clearly.
I’m getting hard now.
Usually I use the visual of the women enjoying themselves with Gael to get hard and horny, and when I open my eyes to see Phin begging Gael with the undulation of his body, it’s enough to get me there.
“Good job,” Gael praises as he pulls his fingers out of Phin’s ass and lines his dick up. “I’m sticking it in,” he warns Phin then slams home.
Phin’s eyes widen into huge saucers as he chokes on my dick, moved forward by the force of Gael’s intrusion. Gael pounds into him, rocking him forward and back on my dick as he struggles to keep sucking. I’m not bored, but there’s no way I’m going to come this way.
Phin groans around my dick, a completely new sensation for me, which actually gets me closer to coming. I look up at Gael, startled by the eroticism of having a deep voice vibrating my cock.
Gael grins at me. “I knew you’d like that.”
Gael reaches around Phin’s waist and starts pumping his dick in time with his thrusts, which makes Phin groan again and again. I’m right on the edge when Gael stutters and pushes himself deep into Phin’s ass. Phin pulls off my dick and lets out an animalistic roar that startles me a bit. He doesn’t sound human for a moment, but Gael grins at me as he pulls out of Phin and tosses his condom into the trash. “Trade me,” he orders, pulling Phin up against his chest.
I lose the train of thought about the voice coming out of the giant. The disparity of their sizes causes my throat to tighten around an emotion I don’t immediately recognize when Phin relaxes his head against Gael’s chest.
“I’ve already come,” Phin pants.
“But Sin hasn’t. I want him to share in the pleasure of your perfect ass too,” Gael replies gently. “Lift your knees, you beautiful man.”
Phin slowly obeys, as Gael gives him an open mouth kiss. I roll a condom on and spread Phin’s legs wider, pressing my cock into his ass before plunging in. I take him hard and rough, thattight feeling moving to my chest, building up anger at the sight of their passionate kiss.
I’ve never felt jealousy before, but that is what this is. Everything Gael has ever shared with me has always come to me free of the burden of his possessiveness, but I know with Phin, things are already different. Phin belongs to Gael in a way that nothing ever has. Phin doesn’t want me in his ass. He’s obliging Gael, but that doesn’t mean he will forever, and someday Gael might belong to Phin more than he belongs to me and that hurts my heart.
So I fuck Phin until he’s moaning and writhing, and then I roughly jerk his cock until his ass clamps down on my dick and he comes again, making a mess of himself. Then, I pull out, toss my unused condom away and stomp into my bathroom for a cold fucking shower. How did this night go so wrong so fast?
I have to get my head back on straight. This is Gael’s happiness—mine doesn’t matter, and it’s not fair for me to get jealous over a boyfriend. How naïve of me to have ever believed that Gael would only ever be mine forever. I love him, of course, though I’ve never thought of him romantically. I’ve never considered the possibility of Gael as a sex partner besides what we’ve done sharing his partners. I can’t imagine even kissing him, and yet, watching him kiss Phin while I was fucking him made me so angry.
Why? Why am I so angry about this? Gael kisses all his lovers; he demands they kiss me. He shares everything with me, but this isn’t the same. Phin isn’t like the girls he’s brought home before. This isn’t us passing time with someone who isn’t right for Gael in the long run. Phin isn’t going to look at me with desire like Gael’s previous lovers have. He’s completely focused on Gael. I’m nothing to him, as it should have been with every other person we’ve ever shared, and that pisses me off.
Gael doesn’t deserve my anger and neither does Phin, but it’s there and even the icy water pebbling my skin doesn’t help cool the fury in my heart. My best friend is just sharing like he always has, but this time I know—even if Gael doesn’t—that it’s completely different.
