I opened our text thread, which now includes messages from Mark in my stead. I scrolled up to the last message I sent late in the afternoon. The next one read as follows. “Hi, Sonya. My name is Mark, and from what I hear, we will soon be great friends. Reese asked if he could snap a few pictures for you. Here they are, and I hope you enjoy ;)” The smiley face was the corresponding emoji, which would tell Sonya it wasn’t me as I am not an emoji guy.
I then saw the picture I took of Mark sucking my cock, obviously enjoying it. I then looked at Sonya’s response and smiled. “Hi Mark, nice to meet you. From what I can see, you are doing an excellent job of sucking my husband’s cock. Thank you for humouring my request to participate vicariously from afar.”
The following picture was of my cock lying on Mark’s face, his eyes looking at the camera. “Mmmm…that is a great look, Mark. You are handsome, and my husband’s cock looks great on your face.”
The next one was of Mark standing, turning away. It was an excellent profile shot of him that left nothing to the imagination. “Well, well. That is a lovely body and a beautiful cock. It’s nice to see my husband has good taste and is attracted to such a handsome man.”
Mark shot the following picture: he stood between my spread legs, and I sat on the chair as I took his stiffness into my mouth. Sonya’s response was heated. “Fuck yes, baby, swallow that dick. Take it down your throat.” I smiled at her encouragement.
The next one was the companion shot to my cock being on Mark’s face. Now, his stiffened prick pressed against my face, my beard hair pushed down underneath it. Sonya replied, “I never thought I would see a cock near my husband’s face. I love it, and I am playing with my pussy looking at it.” My cock jumped at her admission.
Mark asked, “I wonder what she would do if she saw the video of you swallowing my load? Or the one of me fingering your asshole until you erupted everywhere?”
I considered and responded, “Well, at least one more load of laundry after she squirted all over the bed.”
Mark went to the kitchen and grabbed each of us a beer. We sat on the couch, still naked, and cracked into our refreshment.
Mark started first. “How is your ass feeling? I know you enjoy pegging but every new time can be different. Is everything good?”
I flexed my hole in remembrance and said, “I’m great. Feeling somewhat empty but good.”
Mark smirked and wrapped his hand around his semi-hard cock, and said, “I’d be happy to fix that for you.”
In response, my hole flexed independently, and I said, “Don’t tempt me. I promised Sonya we would both get tested, and I intend to keep that promise.”
In response, Mark said, “The place I go to is open on Saturday. They are quicker than most, and the results are usually ready in a week or so. We could grab lunch and swing by?”
It was my turn to smirk. “You want to fuck my ass, don’t you?”
Mark considered and said, “I do. But I also want you to fuck me senseless. I have been fantasizing about it since I saw your cock in the locker room, and having it in other ways has only reinforced the need.”
After that admission, my phone rang. I looked, and it was Sonya on Facetime. I held it up to show Mark. He asked if I wanted him to leave the room, and I said no, we were all friends now.
I accepted the call, and soon, my wife’s beautiful face was on the screen.
“Hi Baby, how are you?” I asked.
Sonya looked flushed and replied, “I’m good, but not as good as you. What are you boys up to now?”
Rather than explain, I thought I would show her. I panned the camera down, revealing my nakedness, and then around to show Mark in all of his glory.
Mark waved and said, “It’s very nice to see you, Sonya.
I am looking forward to formally meeting you.”
Sonya returned the greeting and told Mark it had been quite a while since she had seen a man’s cock before she met him in person. I made a mental note to ask her about that.
I replayed the evening’s activities for Sonya in total detail. When I finished, she was even more flushed and breathing heavier than when the conversation started.
Her only response was, “It’s a shame there is no video of you two animals. A girl likes to be included in her husband’s extracurricular activities.”
We did have some video of our evening, but Mark spoke up first.
“Sonya, I have a confession to make. Even Reese doesn’t know this. I host weekly gatherings for like-minded guys who share an interest in other men. Some are gay, some are bi, and some are adamant they are straight. We are a rather kinky bunch, and this room is designed for 4k video and high-definition sound. Many of us like to go back and watch our…exploits. I normally mention this up-front and ensure people are okay with it, but things with Reese progressed faster than I could have anticipated. Also, I quickly assumed he would be perfectly fine with this recording. Am I right, Reese?”
My cock flexed at this disclosure and the thought of what recordings resided on hard drives in this den of sin. “You are correct. I am perfectly fine with being recorded. It feeds my exhibitionist streak.”
Mark’s face carried a smug look. “I am glad I read you and the situation right. Now, Sonya, if you are interested, I can send you a link so that you can watch every second of the fun your husband and I have had the last two nights. Are you interested?”
Sonya responded quickly with an “Oh, fuck yes.”
Mark asked me for Sonya’s number, which I provided. He picked up his phone and, after 30 seconds or so, said, “There, I hope you enjoy watching it as much as we did making it.”
Sonya clicked on the link to ensure it worked and said, “Mark, it was lovely meeting you. I can’t wait until next weekend. Now, boys, I have some scorching hot porn to watch. Have fun, and I will call you later, Honey.” With that, Sonya disconnected the call.
Mark and I sat quietly, nursing our beer and reviewing the evening’s events. I considered the reality of the recording setup and had to ask about this meeting of like-minded men.
“Mark, I have to ask. What’s the story of the meeting of like-minded men?”
Mark finished his beer and put the empty bottle on the table. “It started five years ago as a group of us who have been friends, and more, for a long time. At some point, one of the group members wanted to invite someone new. We discussed it and agreed, and the group’s ranks increased by one. As time passed, we developed a formal process to add new members that worked surprisingly well. An existing member must invite you. We consider the prospect, and they are either approved or declined.
I sat back and considered this information. A group of men gathered for male companionship and more. It sounded intriguing.
I asked, “Mark, this group is on a need-to-know basis. And those who don’t need to know never learn it exists. Now that I know it exists, will I be knocked off like in a mob movie?”
Mark chuckled before answering, “No, Reese, you will not be knocked off. I know you are trustworthy and understand confidentiality. This group has many well-known, influential men from the local area who would strongly prefer their private interests remain private. In that vein, the following criteria must be satisfied before a member joins the group.