“What is it?”
“Not sure. Alexandra wanted me to give it to you. Maybe you should try it?” Greg shrugged, leaving the living room. Steve watched him go, his eyes lingering on the man’s ass as he bit his lip. Steve swung both ways, but at that moment he swung radically to the left, wanting to know what it felt like to have a man like that by his side.
From that moment on, the two men didn’t talk much when they ran into each other. Steve generally stayed out of Greg’s way, feeling a tad intimidated by him, but overall it wasn’t a horrible living arrangement between the two of them. It was still strange to share a home with another man, but Greg learned to live with it as the days passed by and things got better.
Eventually, they even ended up bonding a little. It started when Greg came home from work, about to watch the big game. He was ready to grab the remote, when he looked up to see the TV already on the sports network. It was not like Alexandra to watch sports. This was weird.
Looking around, he saw Steve sitting down, invested in the game. “Wait… you’re watching the game?” He asked in surprise, never guessing that Steve might like football. Steve nodded almost meekly but then smiled, hoping their common interest would melt away some of the awkwardness that had formed between them during the past week.
“I want the Dashers to win,” he finally said.
“What!? No way, the Cruisers are going to run them into the ground! Their defense is laughable and our offense will run right through them,” Greg said defensively as he sat down next to Steve. Their knees touched and Steve looked down, blushing a little, before remembering the hostility at hand.
“Are you kidding? Our quarterback can throw a pass across the field, we don’t need a great defense if our running backs can rush past your guys!” Steve retorted. Time flew by like this, with each man respectively rooting for his own team, trying to outdo the other. In this friendly competition, the men started to like each other a lot more, becoming almost friends by the end of the day.
Time went on, and one night Greg found himself in bed with his girlfriend. It was her night off. Since she worked the night shift, they had difficulty finding time to have some fun between the sheets. He was excited, of course, as his hands ran over her soft skin. His lips pressed against her neck, making her moan softly. As he rolled on top of her, however, something stopped him.
Next door, Steve was in bed. What if he heard their lovemaking? Greg colored at the thought. He didn’t want another man to hear him in the act. He looked down at his girlfriend with an apologetic look. “Sorry…I can’t do this.”
“What…why not?” she pouted, leaning up on her elbows, her bare breasts on display before him. He eyed them for a moment before prying his gaze away, looking at the wall shared between the master and guest bedroom.
“Greg is sleeping next door. What if he hears us?”
Alexandra chuckled. “I can be super quiet.” She winked at him with a wicked smile, before pulling him back down, until their bodies pressed together. He still hesitated. Alexandra sighed. “Is this really going to bother you?” She sounded a little frustrated.
“I’m sorry, I just don’t feel comfortable doing this with someone sleeping in the other room. I guess I have a sort of stage fright,” he explained, a slightly embarrassed look on his face. He felt self-conscious, thinking Steve would judge him based on the sounds he heard. Would he think the performance was sloppy if Lexi wasn’t loud enough? Greg couldn’t bear that much pressure while he was making love.
“Well, why don’t we just invite him in then?” Alexandra asked smoothly. She apparently had no trouble introducing a third person into their bedroom.
“What…?” Greg asked in shock. Was she suggesting a threesome with Steve? Greg couldn’t believe it. He never thought Alexandra would want to do that kind of stuff. He wasn’t even sure if he wanted to.
“What, you never heard of a threesome before?” she asked, a naughty smirk on her lips as she pulled him closer, kissing his lips hard, loosening him up, making him relax from his anxiety. “C’mon, it’ll be a lot of fun,” she whispered, trying to coax him into the idea. Greg looked unsure, but as he saw his girlfriend’s excited face, he knew he couldn’t let her down.
“Fine,” he said, looking a little disappointed. He was trying to convince himself that he wouldn’t like it and that he was only doing this for Lexi. But a part of him was kind of excited at the idea of this new experience.
Chapter 3
“Wait here. I’ll go get him,” Alexandra said with a smile, before tossing on her robe and walking out the door. Greg looked at the ceiling, thinking about what was to come. Had he made the right decision by allowing his girlfriend to bring someone else, someone he knew little about, into the bedroom? Greg sighed, but for some reason, his member sprang to life under the sheets, effectively pitching a tent there. He blushed in embarrassment as he realized the excitement he was feeling.
A part of him wanted to call the whole thing off, but another part wanted to satisfy this curiosity that was now coursing through his veins. What was it like to have a threesome? He had always wondered, but most of his fantasies involved two girls, not two guys. Sighing, he sat up, not knowing what else to do. At this point, he would just have to wait for Alexandra to come back. Who knew, maybe Steve would decline the offer.
But eventually, Alexandra did come back with Steve in tow. He looked a little awkward, being pulled in by the taller woman. Greg watched him as his small frame made it through the doorway. They looked at each other for a moment before blushing. This could turn out to be very awkward indeed.
The girl took control, pulling Steve onto the bed. “C’mon, guys. Stop being so awkward. This will be fun, I swear.” She giggled, enjoying the idea of two men all over her. Sighing, Greg stepped in, taking control, trying to ignore the feelings of self-consciousness that coursed through him. If he was going to prove himself as the superior male here, he would have to make the first move.
Acting more like an alpha male and less like the nervous man he had been a few minutes ago, he lay down before pulling his girlfriend’s hips until she sat on his lap, straddling him. He smirked, reaching up and pulling her hair until she bent down and their faces were close enough to kiss. Their lips smashed together in a heated kiss as his hands roamed her back before settling on her ass.
Taking the lead to impress them both, he looked over Lexi’s shoulder at Steve who was watching the couple in awe. His eyes were locked on Alexandra’s ass as she bounced up and down on Greg’s dick. His member was quickly stiffening in his pajama bottoms, but he was too much in shock to pull it out and stroke it.
“Hey, don’t just stare at us,” Greg growled, almost playfully, snapping Steve out of his mesmerized stare. He shook his head and locked eyes with Greg for a moment, before steadying his breath and moving toward them. His hands slithered forward until they cupped Alexandra’s perky breasts. He felt a little weird touching someone else’s girlfriend, but at the same time, he had never been so excited in his life.
He had dreamed of being in the bedroom with Alexandra Wolf since freshman year and here he was, about to have sex with her and the star quarterback, Gregory Dupont. What more could a bisexual man ask for? With a grin plastered on his face, he got closer, pressing himself into Alexandra’s back as he kneaded her breasts with his soft hands. Alexandra moaned loudly as the two men toyed with her.
After a moment, Steve wondered what he should do next and looking down he saw only one option. He lined himself up, before pushing Lexi down until her body pressed against Greg’s, and he slid his way up the back entrance. Steve was considerably smaller in size than Greg, but his presence still made itself known in her tight hole that squeezed him unbelievably.
Steve moaned out, grabbing her breasts even harder, before he began to move in and out of her, keeping a steady rhythm that soon matched up perfectly with the rhythm Greg was using to thrust into his girlfriend’s pussy. The three of them moaned out in unison as the
men picked up the pace, slamming into Alexandra, making her scream out in pleasure. She had never felt this good before.
Her nails dug into Greg’s powerful biceps as she arched her back, enjoying the feeling of the two men plowing their way into her. She shivered, moments away from going over the edge. Steve could feel her tightness wrap around him even more, knowing she was close. He grinned, kissing her neck from behind as his hand slid over her body until it subtly touched Greg’s hand, which still held firmly onto her ass.
He stopped a moment, blushing, but nonetheless his hand continued its descent until it found its way to Greg’s balls. He gave them a squeeze, surprising him. Greg moaned out loudly as the man fondled his balls, giving them undivided attention, it seemed. Soon, it was too much to take and he ended up exploding in reaction to another man’s touch.
Alexandra, feeling the warmth fill her, quickly followed suit, moaning loudly as her body quivered with untold pleasure. Steve was the only one left and after a few more thrusts he too exploded in ecstasy, collapsing with the couple.
There was no time for awkwardness as everyone was exhausted and overwhelmed by the experience. Within moments, they were fast asleep, cuddled into one another. Alexandra was pleasantly satisfied, but as Greg lay there asleep, his subconscious mind tried to cope with the fact that he had orgasmed not due to his girlfriend, but because of Steve and his nimble little fingers.
Chapter 4
After that night, Greg couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened. When he had woken up spooning Steve, he had nearly freaked out. How could he have enjoyed sex with a man that much? It seemed weird to think that a simple touch from another man could take him over the edge, but that was what happened on their night together.
Could it be that he wasn’t as straight as he thought he was? All his life he had prided himself on being tough, manly, and somewhat of a player, as he allowed himself to date countless girls throughout high school. But now the thought of another man was driving him wild, while the thought of his flawless girlfriend was boring him. What was going on with him?
These thoughts and concerns were driving him insane, making him doubt his own identity. He no longer knew who he was or what he liked. His world was in shambles, turned upside down by one eventful night.
Greg sat down on the couch, thinking about this as he watched the playoffs. Usually, he would be highly invested in a game like this, but now as he sat there, he didn’t even know the score, and his beer was left untouched in his hand. Soon, around halftime, Steve walked into the living room, sitting down beside Greg. Steve tried not to look at the man, knowing he had been avoiding him.
Steve knew Greg felt embarrassed about their night together, but for Steve it had been the best night of his life. He too couldn’t get the night out of his head, but unlike Greg, he thought of it fondly. It took away the blood from his brain and brought it down to his eager member. He now knew that he had feelings not just for Alexandra, but for Greg as well. In fact, the thought of Greg, completely naked, his god-like body on display, excited him even more.
“Who’s winning?” he finally asked, looking up. It was halftime and the commercials were on. Greg looked disoriented as he came out of his stupor and noticed the small man. In his daze, he hadn’t even heard him walk into the room.
“Oh…um…I’m not sure. Sorry.” Steve raised an eyebrow in question. It wasn’t at all like Greg to not pay attention to a football game, especially when his team was playing. Steve frowned, moving a little closer and placing his hand on Greg’s knee, before looking up into his dark jade eyes.
“Is something wrong?” he finally asked in a kind voice, his lips dangerously close to the other man’s ear. Greg cringed, pulling away as if disgusted with what had just happened. He glared at Steve, his green eyes harsh.
“Get away from me,” he growled, getting up, his drink still in his hand. He shook with emotions, trying to keep them in check as he stood there, trying to remain calm. He was angry at himself for feeling this way, and he didn’t want to admit that deep down, he had loved the other night, but most of all he had feelings for Steve.
“Hey, calm down. I didn’t do anything.” Steve tried to defend himself as he stood up as well, squaring off to the much larger man. Greg looked down at him, upset. He didn’t want this man in his house anymore. He would almost have had the nerve to kick him out if he hadn’t remembered Alexandra. Angrily, he made his way out of the house, trying to clear his head of the thoughts that now troubled him.
His mind was taking a naughty pathway, trying to remind him of how Steve looked when he was naked and how he had moaned in pleasure. He thought about what it would feel like to spend a night together, and if he could make him cum. These thoughts ran through his mind, worrying Greg. What was going on with him? He was straight! Right?
Steve followed Greg until they were both outside in the frigid January weather. Steve shivered a bit as the cold air sliced into his pale skin. He rubbed his arms as he ran after Greg, who made his way to the back.
Greg didn’t know where he was going, but he knew he had to put as much distance between himself and Steve as possible. In his confusion, he was oblivious to the fact that the man he was trying to run away from was following him.
Eventually, he stopped in front of the large tree they had in the backyard. He sat down next to it and slid down on the ground despite the snow that blanketed the grass. Steve slowly walked up to him, his breath coming out in plumes of steam as it made contact with the cold air.
Greg looked up and growled upon seeing the man standing there. Why wouldn’t he just go away? “Hey, what’s wrong with you?” Steve asked, genuinely concerned. “If it is because of me, if I am making you uncomfortable, just tell me and I will leave,” he offered. Greg thought about it a moment, but then his hands made contact with the snow around him and he had a change of heart. If he kicked Steve out, he would be left on the streets in the bitter cold. He knew he couldn’t do that to Steve, even if he didn’t particularly enjoy his presence right now.
“No, sorry. Just having a rough day.”
“Do you want to talk about it?” Steve asked, before offering the man a hand to get up. Hesitantly, Greg grabbed it, getting up, but nearly pulling the smaller man down on top of him in the process.
“No,” he said gruffly before going back inside. He knew he was being rude, but at this point, he didn’t know what else to do. He felt embarrassed about his emotions.
But as they walked inside and sat down to watch the game together, the awkwardness around them started to melt away once more as their favorite sport brought them into good communion again. Soon they were yelling back and forth, giving in to the competitiveness of the sport.
Chapter 5
“Hey guys!” Alexandra chimed as she made her way into the living room. She had a cute outfit on and her makeup was done to perfection. The two men barely looked up at her as they were immersed in yet another game of football. Alexandra rolled her eyes. “Don’t you guys ever get sick of watching the same old thing over and over again?”
The two men just grunted in response, keeping their eyes glued to the screen. She sighed and tried sitting down on Greg’s lap to get his attention. It took him a while, but he eventually looked down, trying to keep eyes on his girlfriend, while also keeping his peripheral vision focused on the game.
“I’m going shopping,” she said, slinging her arms around his neck slowly, before kissing his lips. For some reason, he wasn’t very much into the idea of kissing her. It just wasn’t as exhilarating as it used to be. Greg didn’t know if it was because of Steve, but for some reason, her rosy lips just didn’t excite him anymore.
“That’s great, babe,” he finally mumbled, kissing her cheek quickly, hoping it would make her go away sooner. He just wanted to get back to watching the game in peace.
“Well, I’ll be gone most of the day and won’t be back until late, and the girls are having a ladies’ night,” she explained, but her words fell
on deaf ears as the men continued to stare at the game. When Greg screamed at a touchdown, Alexandra got the message and left the living room, an annoyed look on her face.
Soon she was out of the house and with her friends, about to have an amazing day of shopping and drinking. Throughout this whole interaction, Steve had remained quiet. He had only watched them out of the corner of his eyes as he pretended to be committed to the game. He listened carefully and smiled subtly as he heard Alexandra’s words. She would be gone for the whole day, which meant he would have several hours alone with Greg. The thought made his heart beat a little faster. He was excited to spend the day with him, even if Greg still wasn’t sure about his own emotions.
Finally, the game ended and the two men looked at each other. Greg started to talk about the match, complaining about this and that while also smack-talking the other team. Steve listened patiently for a while before he made his move, leaning forward and kissing Greg’s lips gently.
Greg was taken by surprise as Steve’s lips pressed into his. His world stopped for a minute as he got dizzy, thinking about what was happening. But as their lips touched and Steve moved closer, wrapping his arms around the larger man, Greg’s emotions came to the forefront.
There was no denying the excitement growing in his pants from the simple contact of lip to lip. He didn’t want to think what would happen if they took another step forward and moved into the realm of true romance. He eventually kissed Steve back, his fingers tangling into the man’s hair, pulling it slightly, making it even messier than it already was.
Steve smiled into the kiss, his hand creeping down Greg’s toned chest until he started to toy with his pants, slowly unbuttoning and pulling them down. Gradually, seeing as Greg didn’t move away, he sat in the man’s lap, wrapping his arms around his neck, still kissing him.
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