An Evolving Relationship
There are times when you are hurtling down the rail-road
track that is life, the destination clearly visible and
fate throws the points leaving you heading in another
direction. It's not always possible to get back to the
same set of points again. That's a little like my life
and I need you to understand that before I tell the rest
of this story.
I lived in a small Highland town in Scotland, not sure
where I stood sexually but all my friends did the things
I did. There was a mix of football, talking about girls,
bragging about sex even though most of us had probably
not experienced it. I had a best friend, Adrian and we
had been as close as platonic friends could be, often
staying at each other's houses through all our school
years.
Though we started drinking before we should have,
probably around 17 years old, it was not until we had a
fun night out with two girls on a double date that
things changed. The night was all right, both of us
hoping for more than a quick kiss and both girls
determined that was all we were going to get. Adrian's
parents were away to their time-share apartment in the
Canary Islands but despite our best efforts, neither
girl accepted the offer of an empty house and two horny
guys.
We headed back ourselves and decided to start on
Adrian's parents wine collection. In the early hours,
and both slurring slightly we were talking about the
proper way to snog girls with definite differences in
technique.
Adrian, jokingly leaned over and took my jaw in his hand
saying, "This is how it's done!"
His lips covered mine and his tongue entered my mouth
where it darted around as his hands held me firmly in
place and he forcefully started some serious kissing. I
was startled at first but couldn't quite break free,
however the warmth of his tongue and his quickening
breath suggested this might be a little more than just
drunken fun.
My hand moved to his head and I forced him on to me even
more fervently and before long any pretence of larking
around disappeared. Soon he was lying on top of me his
hard cock pressing against mine and we ended up having
sex. There was no fucking but some serious sucking,
kissing and eventually cumming.
His apology afterwards suggested it was just because he
had been so frustrated but I had really enjoyed it and
told him so. He blushed and admitted so had he. The
relationship became a mix of "just lads together" and
then approximately every two weeks, when the opportunity
presented itself, we had sex. We moved on to trying anal
and though I tried to fuck him he struggled to take it.
I, however, managed to develop a technique to accept
Adrian's seven inch dick. He even came inside me a few
times which I loved.
We kept the relationship quiet and continued this odd
love affair for just over a year before Adrian announced
he had a girlfriend and the sex stopped almost
immediately. There was one embarrassing oral session
which ended in him cumming in my mouth and saying it
would have to stop. We drifted apart after that, we
nodded when we saw each other and that was about all.
I realised I probably loved Adrian and was a lost soul
for some time before I met Trish. She was a fun loving
girl who was almost a bit laddish. She drank with the
best of us and partied until the wee small hours. Three
months after meeting her, I fucked her for the first
time. I stayed hard, I enjoyed it and she insisted I
came on her face, unusual for a girl, I thought.
Trish had a small frame which made her breast look
bigger than they actually were. Her bottom was rounded
and was a treat to look at and she had stunning green
eyes and dark auburn hair cut short.
In the first month or two, I discovered a really unusual
trait in Trish, she liked looking at good looking guys
and commenting on them.
"Wow look at the bum on him Robin. Wouldn't mind him
pumping between my thighs. What do you think?"
I was just a little disconcerted at first but soon
joined the game, pointing out rough looking labourers
and suggesting they would leave her bruised after a good
fucking. She seemed to relish in the game and,
surprisingly, never played it in reverse, looking at
girls for me to fuck in my head. Of course it turned me
on being able to talk openly about good looking guys to
my girlfriend and it was all harmless fun though our
friends, when they overheard us once, thought we were
weird.
"I think we should move to Glasgow Robin," said Trish
one day around six months after we had met.
"Why?" said I.
"Cos we're vegetating here. There's no fun, no jobs and
few friends. I'm a fun loving animal. What do you
think?"
It took another four months to get it sorted. Trish,
with medical training was first to get employed as a
nurse but I wasn't far behind getting a job as an
electrician with some builders. We rented a flat and
moved South. Our nights out were rare but she continued
her assessment of "eligible" men now that there were
more to ogle.
One night when we were both home and feeling rather
mellow, half-way through our second bottle of Orvieto
Classico she surprised me when she said, "What would
happen if one of those gorgeous guys did come on to me?"
I said, "Let me turn this around in that what would you
do if one of these guys came on to you?"
"My answer's dependent on yours," she replied. "I get
the funniest of feelings that you get a bit turned on
thinking of these guys and me, and maybe also just
thinking of these guys, full stop!"
"Trish what are you implying?" I said rather angrily.
"I think you would get as much out of it as I would,"
she said.
"So you do want to do something with one of them?" I
asked.
"Maybe," was her reply.
I fucked Trish senseless that night even though neither
of us mentioned the fantasy scenario which was almost
definitely going through our heads.
I didn't know how to pimp for my girlfriend. Swingers
sites worried me as I didn't really want sexual experts.
I wanted a guy who wanted Trish and was happy to have me
along as excess baggage so I could take a back seat and
enjoy the show.
The first event was not as I had planned. We were out on
a rather quiet Sunday night having a few drinks and
decided to walk home. Taking a short cut across on a
moderately lit footpath in a nearby park, two young
guys, probably a year or two younger than us, were
sitting on a bench and passed comments on Trish as we
passed. The comments weren't actually threatening, more
the result of a little too much beer.
"Nice bum darling," said one.
"Are you on a promise tonight mate? Lucky bugger" said
the other.
Trish flashed a smile and said, "There's plenty to go
around lads if you want to join in."
The look of incredulity on their faces was a joy.
"What do you mean?" said the brazen one.
"Well I'm horny and have plenty spare for an extra two
pairs of hands," said Trish. "We're heading in there,"
she said pointing off into a dark area of shrub.
She pulled my hand and led me off the path, on to the
grass and into the shrubbery.
"Kiss me," she commanded.
"Are you sure this is wise," I said as her lips met mine
and my final words came out as a "mmmm."
I was shaking but soon had my hands on her breast with
Trish against a tree. I lifted her skirt and started to
finger her. She was wet, very wet. My cock started to
head for its full six and a half inches and she held me
tight, her palms on my buttocks.
I heard the snap of twigs and just caught the shapes of
the two guys coming into the dark area. The pathway
lights offered some lighting. They stood back but soon
started to edge forward to get a clearer view. That's
all Trish needed and started to unbuckle my jeans. They
dropped at my feet and my tight shorts followed. Trish
dropped to her knees and took my cock in her mouth. I
looked and the guys were almost beside us watching my
cock. That really turned me on.
Both guys unzipped and pulled out their cocks. The first
guy, who looked about 19, had a long thin cock with
foreskin which he pulled back and forth as he stroked.
The second, shorter guy, probably about 18 or maybe also
19, has a short 6-incher but it seemed very thick. Both
were wanking.
Trish beckoned them over so we were in a ring around
her. She took each cock in turn into her mouth and
rubbed all three cockheads together as she did so. That
almost made me cum immediately and it took all my
willpower not to shoot over the guys' cocks. They were
quietly moaning as she sucked. There was the trunk of a
fallen tree so Trish walked over, pulled off her panties
and sat down, leaning back with her legs open. The
taller guy was first there and started to lick her cunt.
"Oh yes, that's so good. You have a great tongue," she
said.
The second guy came over and opened her blouse,
squeezing her tits through her bra. His left hand
stroked his cock. I wanked beside them.
"Let's see you fuck her mate," said the taller of the
two.
Trish stood and bent over against the fallen tree trunk.
I shuffled forward as delicately as I could with my
pants at my ankles and angled my cock to her cunt from
the rear. It slid in very easily and I steadied myself
by holding her hips and fucking.
"That's so fucking horny mate," said the 19 year old as
he stood wanking his cock furiously.
Trish was panting now and the pair of us were like a
couple of rutting dogs out here in the middle of a
public park being watched by two young, straight hoods.
I had to pull out or I was going to cum and I felt at
this point, it would not be the best idea.
"C'mon guys, take his place," said Trish.
I fumbled in my wallet for a couple of condoms I always
carried as I didn't want her fucked bareback, though I
had the very strong feeling that she was so hot she
wouldn't have cared. Watching a straight young man
stretch a condom on his cock is so erotic especially
knowing he's going to fuck your girlfriend. The other
prepared himself too and now both were standing behind
her with erect cock waiting turn to gang bang her.
First in was the 19 year old who dropped his jeans fully
and started to slide into her. His mate stood very
closely behind him and I was at the side, all of us
stroking our cocks. I slid my hand between them and he
let me feel his cock slide into her, just for a few
seconds before his humping against her arse made it
slightly uncomfortable.
Soon he was hammering her, his hands around her breasts
and his mate stroking any part of her he could get to. I
would estimate that the actual sex lasted around four
minutes before he announced his imminent orgasm. It was
noisy as he grunted, his spunk firing blindly into my
girlfriend. He slid out and his load drooped at the end
of the condom, a sizeable deposit.
His mate was now on to her and his cock was stuffed into
Trish making her yelp as it's extra girth pushed her
open. He was a sturdier stud and his humping was much
more steady and relaxed, his mouth nibbling at her neck
as he mumbled how good a fuck she was. Trish was
cumming, I figured for the second time. She was
whimpering so much I could hardly tell her gasping from
her orgasms.
He came moderately quickly too and once more, the cock
was withdrawn and a drooping condom presented before
being pulled off and dropped. After an embarrassed
goodbye, the lads left us alone.
"Fuck me Robin and cum in me. Spread their cum on my
arse."
I picked up the condoms and pushed my own cock into
Trish. As I fucked I emptied them between us letting the
still warm liquid from each condom trickle down her
arse, over my cock and balls and some traces even slid
in with my cock as I fucked her. I told Trish what was
happening and she came again as I emptied my own cum
inside her.
"That was fucking amazing," she said as she stood up and
stuffing her panties into her bag, let the dress drop
down over the cum on her arse. I assumed my own cum
would be squishing its way out as we walked and figured
that's just what she wanted as we walked home.
Next day at the "post mortem," she told me that it had
been one of the most exciting things she had ever done.
"Wouldn't you fancy doing something like that again
Robin?" she asked.
"The sex was great," I said, "but we would need to be
careful with whom, where and when."
"I know, I know," she said impatiently," but is WAS fun
wasn't it."
I agreed and wondered if at any stage I might get my
hands on a guy properly during one of these sessions.
For one reason or another nothing much happened for some
months after. Either we hadn't time to search, Trish
wasn't in the mood because of the time of the month or
other problems and, to be honest, even when we went on
the look out there were few opportunities.
I had been searching some adult contact sites but we
attracted some lonely weirdos or guys who assumed I was
only joking about the "bi" part and wanted me alone. I
kept wanking and fantasising and Trish and I kept
fucking but nothing happened.
Summer holidays were due and we had planned a couple of
weeks in Palma Nova, Mallorca. It was a resort just a
short distance away from the notorious Magaluf but the
hotel we had picked was a four star one so we hoped to
be apart from the den of iniquity that is Magaluf. The
location proved to be fine though we did have a few
small same sex groups who, though they were staying a
little further out, were still delving into the night
life.
We took a trip into the main strip but even at our age,
actually felt old. It seemed to be a seething mass of 18
year olds on their first holiday without mum and dad and
were looking for sex but were so drunk 90% of the time
had little chance of ever actually achieving it. Some
cute lad and lassies mind you but the search to actually
get one wouldn't have been worth the catch.
It was day three and I had left Trish by the pool to go
out and book a restaurant for dinner I came back and
went first to the pool bar for a beer when I overheard
two guys discussing her as they sat by the bar and
looked over to her by the pool. Without going into the
actual detail in "men talk," basically they were
attracted to her maturity which at twenty-four was a bit
of a joke, and the fact that they suggested she might
"fuck like a rabbit."
I decided to hang around and listened, watching as the
two of them constantly adjusted the front of their swim
shorts as they talked. The guys were not stunning model-
types but I put them at between eighteen and nineteen.
The taller was around six feet tall and well built with
the obligatory tattoos on his pectorals and arms.
He was a fit looking guy with the shadow of a beard and
well-built body. His immediate sidekick was Oriental,
shorter by three inches and slimmer too. He had jet
black hair and pale skin. His body was less defined but
he was "pretty" rather than manly.
I leaned forward as they continued to fantasise what
they would do to her and casually said, "She does fuck
like a rabbit, I assure you."
They both looked at me with a slightly bemused and
horrified gaze.
"I fortunately fuck her nightly and she is so bloody
horny she is almost too much for me."
The Oriental one started an apology but I stopped him
with one finger over his lips.
"Do you get my drift guys? I would love some help in
keeping her happy either just one of you, or both of you
if you fancy it."
"You want us to fuck your girlfriend, one after the
other?"
"Ssh," I said. "At the moment I only want us us to fuck
her, not half the hotel. Mind you, that might be fun
too."
They were stumped but I quickly changed the subject
asking them how long they were here, what they had been
up to and how much success they had been having. It
seemed my assumption of "all alcohol and no sex," was
not far off the mark as I was given stories of near
conquests.
"I can offer you Trish, in our room, in the afternoon,
before you get too drunk, and you can fuck her brains
out right there in front of me. All I need is to get in
close and watch the action, maybe have a poke at her too
when you've got her good and stretched. What do you
think?"
The guys looked at each other, looked at me, looked at
Trish, then nodded.
"Room 330, this afternoon at four. Make sure you lads
are showered and clean and I'll get some beers in to
relax you."
By the time I managed to reach Trish to tell her, the
guys had gone so I was left with giving her a
description of each.
"Is this what you wanted?" I asked her.
"Wow, and more," she said.
By four we were cleaned and sitting, partially dressed,
on the balcony. It was nearer ten past when there was a
gentle knock on the door and I went to answer. Both guys
were standing there in shorts, looking sheepish.
"Is it still on?" the tall one said.
"We will if you will," I said.
I held the door open to welcome them in just in case
anyone was listening and as they walked through, each
held out a hand and I was introduced properly to Jeremy
and Tim, the Oriental guy.
Trish bounced over and held out her hand, "Hi guys, I'm
Trish, so nice of you to come and hopefully more than
once!"
They smiled and shyly sat down. The lads were in shorts
and I opened some beers. All were grabbed quickly. Now
they had something to do with their hands they relaxed.
"Anyone want some help?" I asked holding out some of my
valuable Viagra stock in my hand.
"Is that what I think it is?" said shy boy Tim.
"It sure is and it'll give you a cock stiff enough to
hammer nails."
They grabbed a pill and washed it down with beer. My
valuable stock was diminished and I hoped I was going to
get my money's worth.
We made small talk but it was Jeremy who cut to the
chase.
"So this is your gorgeous girlfriend and you're going to
get off watching us fuck her brains out?"
I nodded, "And hopefully I'll get to play as well."
It was Tim who looked at me slightly quizzically not
sure whether I meant I got to play with Trish or I
expected them to play with me. He looked back and forth
and I caught him adjusting his cock in his shorts.
"I wonder," I thought.
"I love her, she loves exciting sex, I love seeing her
enjoying herself and I like enjoying myself. It's a win,
win as far as I'm concerned."
Jeremy started talking again.
"Well there's four of us are here on holiday and, to be
honest, drink has been great, the girls have been fun
but it feels like there's a nun's convention on. As soon
as you make a play, the birds turn into Mother Teresa
and beat a hasty retreat. Neither of us have every done
anything in the same room so this will be a bit odd for
us but we share a room here so it's nothing we ain't
seen of each other and, to be honest, if I don't use it
soon, it's going to drop off!
Trish piped up, "I so look forward to helping you, both
of you to use it! Let's leave all our inhibitions
outside and do what we feel like, do what we want to.
I'm so hot you could fry an egg on me."
She stood up and stripped off right down to her little
white briefs. We had a one bedroom suite so the bedroom
was separate to the sitting area. She walked up and down
in front of the them and eventually stopped right in
front of Jeremy. His hand tentatively reached out and
curled around her right buttock pulling her towards him.
He put his large lips on her belly and kissed it before
gently pulled her pants off leaving her naked in front
of three dressed men. His lips dropped to her mound and
he kissed her carefully shaved pubic area, his tongue
licking out and down towards her vagina.
I stood up and slid my shorts down, pulling off my t-
shirt and finally dropping my briefs. My own seven
inches sprung up and I saw Tim look at it. Being naked
and hard in front of heterosexual men excited me
enormously. Seeing heterosexual men on heat also excited
me too and I stroked my cock as I watched Jeremy at
work.
First to strip was Tim. He had a very attractive face
and I wanted to see him naked. His skin was extremely
soft for a guy, and surprisingly creamy. As his shorts
dropped a very thin uncut cock sprung into view. It was
about six inches long and slim. The skin covered the
head and his dark curly hair was contained just above a
pair of compact, tight balls.
Jeremy withdrew his tongue from its attempt to lick
Trish and he also stood and shed his clothes. His cock
was a surprise. His tall slim frame did not give a hint
of his long thick cock. I could have guessed it was over
eight inches and also uncut. The balls were quite small
in proportion but he had shaved his pubic area and it
made him look like a six feet schoolboy.
"Let's get started," I said.
Jeremy showed little technique so he pulled her up and
started to kiss as though his life depended on it. She
gave him what he wanted and his finger started to enter
her as he stood beside her. He panted and his thick cock
was rigid. She gripped him and gently stroked him but he
looked a little "trigger happy," gripping her wrist to
stop her lest he blow far too early.
Tim stood, watching and stroking his rock hard little
cock. I so wanted to see it enter Trish but it made
sense to let them do it their way. Jeremy was behind her
and held her from the back rubbing his hard cock up and
down on her buttocks. A trail of pre-cum traced up her
back. I was so happy to be a spectator. Trish held her
hand out so Tim and I took a side each and allowed her
to grip both cocks and stroke them as Jeremy rode his
cock up and down on her buttocks.
"I would like Tim to fuck me first," said Trish.
He quickly pulled a condom on his cock and Trish laid
him on the floor and then facing him, she sat down on
his cock, It disappeared inside rather easily but at
least in that position Trish was able to get some deep
penetration. Jeremy gently slapped her face with his
cock and she gripped me swallowing as much of the head
as she could manage as she humped up and down on Tim.
Tim seemed so small under Trish's frame. His cock slid
in and disappeared each time she sat on him. Jeremy
offered his cock to her and she willingly accepted but
it was obvious he would blow with too much attention so
she would have to be careful and a mouthful of cum at
this stage would spoil the afternoon.
This continued for five minutes or so before Trish stood
up, leaving Tim's cock sticking upright, covered in her
juices. Jeremy homed in and pushed Trish back on the
bed, his tongue snaking into her open cunt, obviously
excited to be entering the void so recently vacated by
Tim's small dick. He slurped noisily and Trish seemed to
be enjoying the attention as her back arched and she
started the whimpering I knew so well when she was
beginning her slow climb to orgasm.
Tim bent over to kiss Trish on the lips, his boyish
buttocks pointing straight at me and his rosebud so
perfectly exposed in my direction. I placed my hand on
his right buttock as though to encourage him and after a
brief look over his shoulder at me, he smiled and went
back to kiss Trish. I let my hand wander over his
buttock and then traced my finger over his exposed hole.
He shuddered in an excited way but continued to kiss.
His arse gently pushed backwards as I stroked him.
Emboldened by this, I leaned forward and started to kiss
his buttocks. He wriggled a little but didn't pull away
so I swiftly moved my tongue to his bumhole and licked
around before pushing the tip into his hole. He gasped
but instead of pulling back, he thrust his buttock on to
my mouth.
I didn't need a second invitation and all attempts at
covert activity went as I gripped his buttocks with both
hands and pulled him back slightly, my tongue delving as
deeply as I could into his hole. He stood, slightly bent
forward, pushed back against my mouth with his cock in
his right hand stroking.
Jeremy was oblivious to this as he continued to lick
Trish.
"Fuck me please," pleaded Trish. "Let me feel that big
cock in me!"
He pulled her back up the bed and put himself in the
missionary position on top. I stopped my attack on Tim
to watch as he lined his big cock up and gently slid it
into Trish. She gasped as he steadily pushed into her in
one slow thrust.
"Oh yes," she said, pushing her body up to meet his
fucking.
He lay on top and started to fuck her hard. I turned Tim
round and he smiled at me, dropping to his knees and
taking my cock in his mouth. I let him and watched Trish
being fucked hard as my cock was being sucked by an
eighteen year old Chinese boy. When he took his mouth
off me I lifted him to his feet and knelt to suck his
cock in return. I managed the whole cock right up to his
pubic patch and then licked around his bare balls.
He had to stop me as he was about to cum and much as I
was willing to let him it may have overshadowed the main
reason for being there. I nodded in Trish's direction
and Tim crawled over to offer his cock to her waiting
mouth. Jeremy was hammering into Trish then suddenly
lifted her legs high in a "V" format to give him even
more access to her cunt. I could see the lips folding in
and stretching out with each stroke and I so wanted to
lick at Jeremy's cock somehow.
I crawled forward and managed to ease my head under her
legs, looking upward at Jeremy towering above. It
affected his stroke briefly but he let me. Soon my head
was under Jeremy's balls and beside Trish's vagina and I
managed to get my tongue against her cunt lips with
Jeremy's cock pumping in and out. His hard muscle was
rigid against my tongue as it slid in and out of her.
"Oh fuck I'm about to cum," he said.
"Cum in her," I begged.
Trish was screaming as she reached her own climax, her
nails digging into this stud's back and she arched her
back willing her body to impale itself even more on to
the rod pushing inside her.
His groan sounded like a wounded animal as his thrusts
slowed and then increased and I felt his rod stiffen as
the fluid pumped into Trish. My tongue picked up
vibration of his cum entering her. He stopped and pulled
his cock out. It had started to deflate and the heavy
organ plopped on to my lips, still discharging it's
warm, sticky load into the condom. He pulled away
quickly and left Trish leaking cunt in my face. I licked
her and felt the heat on my tongue.
I stood as Jeremy discreetly headed to clean himself.
Trish grabbed Tim and put his cock in her mouth. He sat
across her shoulders leaving me free to push my cock
into her seriously wet cunt. There was little traction
but I easily emptied my own heavy load into Trish. Tim
panted and gave her a squirt of his man juice straight
down her throat.
By the time Jeremy came back, it was all over. Trish lay
leaking cum from her cunt and mouth, a smile playing on
her face and Tim looked happy too.
The lad were flying home three days later so we didn't
get a chance for a repeat though I did get Tim's number
which he seemed eager I should have.
We didn't look for any more sex on the holiday,
returning to our stored fantasies to feed our sex life
for the rest of the fortnight. Much as my cock told me I
wanted to do it as often as I could, even I knew that it
we did it too much it would have an effect on our own
relationship, especially remembering the size of
Jeremy's cock and Trish's reaction to it.
We stopped actively looking for extra sex. We weren't on
the contact or dogging sites anymore and though I still
wanked over possible fantasy scenes with and without
Trish, we returned to being "Mr. & Mrs. Average."
Sometimes even when you're not looking, with the "radar"
switched on, it can still happen though. Trish's cousin
was getting married back up in the Highlands and we were
invited. It was a sizeable wedding and we were going to
have to stay over so we booked an overpriced room in the
hotel where the reception was being held. It was a large
country house hotel, around four miles from the church
and a few other guests were staying there too.
Most of the others were being coached or were driving
from the wedding to the reception. Of course, being a
Highland wedding meant having to wear the obligatory
kilt and all close family were encouraged to do so. I
had to hire before leaving home. I almost ruined the
kilt on the night I picked it up before coming North
when Trish requested a dress rehearsal and when I stood
in front of her in kilt, shirt and jacket, she checked I
was not wearing underwear and satisfied I wasn't, set
out to have sex.
"I love a man in a kilt," she said.
I had to secretly agree and I ended up shagging Trish,
kilt held up and cock embedded into her. The trouble
was, when I came, quite a lot ended up on the kilt and
it took quite some time to remove the stain and I had to
use the hair dryer to get the kilt ready for wearing
again.
Anyway, on the day of the wedding the sun shone and we
all were waiting to go into the church when, amongst all
the kids flying around in hyperactive fashion I was
aware of someone watching me. Across the gravel driveway
was a stunningly attractive young man, in kilt (so he
had to be from somewhere in the immediate family) and he
was staring, only dropping his eyes when I looked up to
meet his gaze.
This lad looked around seventeen to nineteen. He had
blonde, slightly curly hair, was well built without
being heavy and had a stunning round face with piercing
blue eyes. I casually asked Trish who he was.
"I think he's the groom's younger brother," said Trish.
"Why?"
"Cos he keeps staring as us," I said.
I didn't want to say, "He keeps staring at me."
We were ushered into the church and sure enough, he was
on the other side of the aisle, with the groom's
parents. He kept casually looking over and gave an
enigmatic smile when I caught his eye from time to time.
I saw him ask his mother who we were and she seemed to
have calculated our relationship as when she looked over
and smiled at us, she then pointed at Trish's cousin as
though to confirm our family membership.
Soon it was all over and we had the afternoon meal in
the hotel. The men adjourned for a pre-evening event
drink and the women took strolls in the grounds. I was
chatting with some guests who were kilt-free so
obviously friends of bride or groom and again, caught
the lad standing in a small group but looking at me.
He had a beer in his hand so I realised he must be over
eighteen, even though his lack of stubble suggested
otherwise. He smiled that smile again and batted his
long eyelashes as he did so, before being pulled away by
his fellow guests.
Soon the evening music was set up and a coach load of
evening guests arrived to swell the numbers. I lost
Trish to her family and was wandering around joining in
and out of conversations when I caught a glimpse of him
again sitting in a corner talking to someone. The chair
was quite low and I was aware that with a little effort
I might be able to see up his kilt and confirm if he was
or wasn't a true Scotsman.
I casually walked over to the other side of the seated
group and plopped down on a chair. He still hadn't seen
me. He was laughing and joking with some slightly
younger lads (orange juice being the giveaway). As he
moved in his chair I was able to briefly catch a glimpse
of flesh between his legs. It was fleeting but that
little glimpse of testicle was enough to start my cock
rising. I pushed it down and closed my legs but it was
rising slightly between them.
"Hi!"
He was standing beside me looking down at me, hand out
to shake. I held mine out and as I had a beer in the
other hand, my cock slightly rose between my legs. I
didn't think it was obvious but that smile was there
again.
"I'm Scott, Terry the groom's, brother."
"Yes I noticed you earlier," I said.
"I know you did. Was that your wife with you?"
"Yes that's Trish but she's my girlfriend. So did you
know who I was?"
"Yes and no. I knew you were coming to the wedding but
didn't know what you looked like."
"How did you know about me?"
"I know an old school friend of yours, Adrian. Though
he's about your age we've been quite... friendly over
the last few months."
My blood ran cold. Adrian, my first love, who left me
for a woman, was possible having sex with this little
Adonis. I was suddenly jealous of both of them. If
Adrian was back "doing it," where did that leave me?
He continued. "Adrian was back for a few weeks as his
father died and he was helping to wind up the estate.
I've been home for the Summer before starting at
University in Glasgow in the Autumn.
"Glasgow!" I thought. "Very close to me."
"He told me you and him used to be very close at one
time," he said.
"Well you know what kids are like?" I said.
"You must have been around my age when you knew him so
not exactly kids," he said.
"It's a long time ago and now I'm with Trish. Have you
any girlfriends?" I said trying to change the subject.
"Like Adrian and maybe you too, of course I have a
girlfriend but sometimes it's good to do lad's things,
isn't it."
"Oh I do everything with Trish," I blurted.
"Everything?" he said incredulously.
I looked at him, narrowed my eyes and said,
"Everything!"
"Wow that's even more fun!"
"Are you saying what I think you're saying?" I asked
him.
"Depend if you're saying what I think you're saying," he
replied. "Are you staying here tonight?"
"My parents have a room and I have a single which means
I'm a free agent tonight. What do you think?"
"I need to check with Trish," I said.
"I'm happy with or without Trish," he said.
I left him on a promise and headed off to find her.
Now Trish knew I had been with Adrian in my young days
and also knew I had a bit of a bi-tendency when we had
sex. I'm also sure she realised that one of the reasons
we had threesomes was so I could get my hand on some
cock though we hadn't discussed that in great detail. At
the end of the day Trish was a horny sod and if it got
her some extra cock she was happy to go along with it,
so it suited us both.
What I hadn't told her is how deep my feelings for
Adrian had been at the time. I am sure that if he had
reciprocated those feelings into adulthood, I would be
living a gay life rather than a straight one. Now Scott
had set my heart aflutter but I was thankful I had been
strong enough not to accept the offer of sex with him
alone. There was emotional danger here and I loved and
respected Trish too much to do something behind her back
with someone I was sexually attracted to as much as I
was with Scott.
I found Trish in full flow with a group of girls, giggly
with the wine and having a ball. I took her arm
carefully and guided her into a corner.
I told her about Scott and just managed to point him out
to her through the crowd.
"He looks like jail bait," she said.
"Sixteen is the age of consent here," I said, "And he's
safely eighteen even though he looks like a wee Highland
laddie."
"Sweet though," said Trish. "I wonder if he'll keep his
kilt on. I'd love sex with two guys in kilts."
"Is that a yes then?" I said, hoping it was because if
she refused I felt I might be tempted to go solo with
this stunning blonde lad.
"You know I love being pumped by an energetic teenager
Robin and he is certainly a fine example of that," she
replied.
I sought him out and told him the news suggesting we all
feign tiredness a little earlier than normal. I said we
would head to our room about 10.00pm and have a shower
and wait for him. I also asked him to make sure he put
his kilt back on.
"Dirty bugger," he said.
I reminded him that Trish knew about Adrian but not
about the length or intensity of the relationship and he
agreed to stay quiet about that.
We actually started to head up to our room at 9.30pm
while the dancing was still in full flow and we weren't
going to be missed. Both of us had a few drink inside
and were quite merry and horny. I couldn't wait to
explore the body of this young stud. We showered and I
put my kilt and a t-shirt on to await his arrival. It
was about 10.20pm when the door knocked.
He was dressed quite similarly to me but with a rugby
top above his kilt.
"Hi," he said softly, looking even younger than he had
downstairs.
"Hi," I replied and stood side to let him enter.
Trish bounced across wearing a light tracksuit bottom
and white top.
"So you're a bisexual Highlander," she said. "This
should be interesting."
Scott smiled and for the first time, looked nervous.
"I won't eat you Scott. Feel free to grope my boyfriend
as and when required as long as I get some!"
Scott looked tentatively back and forth and it was Trish
who stepped forward and took his hand, placing in her
breast.
"Have you been with a woman before Scott?" she asked.
"Eh, yes. I had a girlfriend for a year and we did it
then."
"Well let's see if you like doing it with a woman
instead," she said.
I walked over and put my arm around him. I was shaking
with excitement. He lifted his head, looked and me and
moved to kiss me. I glanced at Trish and she quietly
nodded so I put my lips to him and kissed him.
Electricity shot through me and my cock started to rise
at a speed I hadn't experienced for some years.
Trish's hands had gone under his kilt to discover he was
a true Scot.
She softly said, "Nice," as she caressed his cock under
the fabric.
I put my hand to his rear and ran it up to his buttocks.
They were firm and pert in a way only the young can be.
He gasped as I stroked him and felt a small shudder pass
down his body.
Trish dropped to her knees and her head disappeared
under the fabric, it's shape bobbing up and down as she
sucked his cock. By now, Scott's hand was on my erect
cock and he stroked me gently.
"That feels so good," he whispered.
I was slightly jealous that Trish had felt him and was
now dining on his prick and I hadn't even seen it yet. I
kissed his again and felt a forceful pressure as he
pushed his tongue down my throat and his lips were hard
against mine. Adrian had taught him well. Trish stood
and gently took his face towards hers.
I reluctantly let her kiss him as I dropped to replace
her, on my knees in front of him I lifted his kilt to
face two perfect testicles, evenly shaped and shaved.
His cock, with a foreskin slightly pulled back because
of his erection, stood straight out looking at me. It
was a good size, perfect for his shape and build and I
would have put it at a little over six inches, medium
width without a single blemish on the skin.
He had a patch of pubic hair above which looked as
though it had been shaved and was now growing back. A
little drop of pre-cum glistened on the tip and I
quickly covered it with my mouth, savouring the flavour
of young flesh. The hardness shocked me. It was so hard
there was no give in it whatsoever.
I sucked like a hungry animal, taking the full length
down my throat until I gagged, then up to the tip,
running my tongue around the outside length and then
licking his soft balls. I wanted as much if this boy
inside me as possible.
Trish appeared alongside me on her knees and suggested I
stand. I did and she immediately lifted both kilts to
suck our cocks one after the other and then put them
together to try both at once. The feel of my cock
against his, rubbing with her saliva, almost brought me
to climax and I had to stop her.
"Someone's horny," said Trish with a slightly sarcastic
note, obviously guessing how hot I found this guy.
We lay Scott on the bed and pulled his top off. Trish
stripped naked and I pulled my t-shirt off. Trish
climbed to the top of the bed and straddled the poor
lad's face with her cunt leaving him little option but
to stick his tongue inside while she rode up and down
holding her breasts in her hands. He was doing something
right as I saw that glazed look of her face when her
clit was being serviced well.
I knelt between his legs and lifted the kilt to expose
his goods, once again engulfing him with my mouth. I
lifted his legs this time and when I started licking his
balls, allowed my tongue to drift lower and lick his
arse. He was sensitive, his body bucking up and down as
I rimmed him as best I could in this position.
Trish also leaned forward and took his cock in her mouth
as I rimmed him from between his legs. The poor soul
wondered which sensation was getting him off fastest and
begged us to stop lest he shoot his load there and then.
I rolled off and Trish lay beside him. Since we had
dominated from the beginning and he was the youngest we
assumed that's what he wanted to happen but he climbed
off the bed and lay on top of Trish kissing her quite
forcefully, licking and tweaking her tits and licking
all the way to her cunt. Trish was writhing on the bed
as I watched, cock in hand.
He took my hand and pulled me down alongside her and
started to suck my cock, dashing back and forth between
the two of us, a hand across my body and the other
across Trish. His lips were everywhere as he kissed,
licked, sucked and fondled the two of us. It was quite a
performance from such a young guy.
"Can I have a condom?" he asked.
Is request was quickly filled and he then lay on top of
Trish and guided his cock to her hole, pushing his dick
inside her in one thrust. Trish gasped as it entered her
so forcefully. When he apologised and tried to withdraw,
she grabbed his buttocks and pulled him into her.
"Fuck me hard," she said.
I lay down behind him to watch his cock fuck her like a
piston. Trish was whimpering as he hammered her cunt,
pulling out and then pushing back in with a vengeance.
"Oh Scott, fuck, oh God, keep going, keep going, oh
Christ!"
The last word was mixed with an orgasm which was one of
the quickest I had seen her achieve and one of the
loudest too. I was thankful for the loud music wafting
from downstairs.
He withdrew and I was thankful he hadn't cum. Trish was
wet with perspiration and slumped back to rest as Scott
looked at me and smiled,
"You now," he said.
I lay beside him ready to kiss but he lifted my kilted
legs and started to rim me. His tongue entered my arse
and I saw stars. He licked frantically and
energetically, occasionally licking up to my balls and
my cock.
"Do you have lube?" he asked.
"This I gotta see," said Trish rummaging through our
toilet bag and bringing out some KY.
Scott lubed my hole swiftly and efficiently. The weird
sensation of finger pushing into me was one I hadn't
felt since Adrian. His finger was there but slid in with
such ease I relaxed and let him. Only when I felt his
cock slide in did panic a little. Scott was having none
of it though. I was going to be fucked. It dawned on me,
of course, that Adrian used to fuck me and Scott
obviously thought that's what I would want. It was, I
just hadn't realised it until his cock slid, slightly
painfully, into my hole.
I remembered with Adrian, trying to relax and let it go,
not to fight the intrusion. His cock was in me in about
three attempts and soon my legs were up in the air and
he was fucking me royally.
"My God, my boyfriend being bumfucked," said Trish.
She fingered herself as she watched.
I was grunting and Scott started to hammer my arse the
way he had fucked Trish. This time he didn't last and he
grunted as his load shot inside me. I felt the cum pump
into my hole and gripped my own cock but Trish stopped
me.
"I want fucked by you now," she said.
When Scott withdrew, I climbed doggy style on to Trish
and stuck my cock in her. I always came quickly in that
position. I held her hips as I fucked her and looked at
Scott lying there, his kilt lying back and his softening
cock leaking cum. My arse was aching slightly as I
fucked. It was a delicious pain and looking at weapon
instrumental in causing it was taking me over the top.
"A bit longer Robin, I'm nearly there," said Trish.
I held on as long as I could until she finally climaxed
a second time and I emptied my cum straight into her
cunt.
We all collapsed on the bed.
"Fucking hell lad, you're coming back!" said Trish.
"I'd love to," said Scott, looking at me with those
large eyelashes. "Adrian hoped to see you again too.
I had a feeling I might be about to break my rule about
extra marital sex. The thought of a threesome with him
and Adrian was going to be too much of a draw not to!
Next morning we exchanged pleasantries over breakfast
with Scott and his parents and he looked like the
perfect son once more as he smiled across to us shyly.
Somehow knowing his cock had been up my hole and in my
wife just a few hours previously brought out the devil
in me and I looked forward to seeing him in Glasgow.
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