When we both arrived at the cinemas we walked up the stairs towards the entrance. Blake observed me in a sexy tone and said, “You are short aren’t you,”
“Yeah,” I said with a dry smile, “But you have grown pretty tall since I last saw you,”
I looked up at Blake’s taller more girly body; he was probably around 6ft exactly. He was taller than me but he was by no means stronger. I had this rush of testosterone overtake me. I wanted to tackle him and force myself inside this tall feminine male right there on the spot. But I waited for us to be in the dark chairs of the cinema room. When we walked in with some drinks; we both found some middle seats where hopefully people couldn’t see us doing our business. It started with a cliché; I put my arm around his shoulders and he pushed himself further into me and nudged his head into my chest like I was protecting him. I then lead his hand over to my cock; which he rubbed so tenderly and motherly. It’s funny how such a feminine male can feel ‘motherly’. I felt so warm; like electricity was flowing through my body and I could accidently shoot lightning from my finger tips. Blake’s heartbeat and breathing got faster and faster; I could feel it against my chest and blowing against my face.
I then smiled and cheekily wiggled my nose as I confidently stuck one of my fingers between his arse-crack and began to wiggle it towards his hole. Blake’s harsh breath started to sound like a grunt. He carelessly threw himself on me and tried to straddle me on my cinema chair. Reality suddenly struck me that there were at least ten other people in the audience. I slowly pushed him off me and back onto his chair next to me. I looked to my left; and noticed he was quite hurt that I rejected him at that point. I leant over to him and kiss him on the neck; telling me to calm down and that we could finish our fun in the car outside; after the movie. Blake nodded like he understood, but it would be the first of many times he expressed his face in such a way that he didn’t want to wait. The same look he would give me when I couldn’t satisfy him in bed during our marriage that had yet to come to pass. It was Ying and Yang. A significance that represented the beginning and end of our marriage. That look; that look of contempt that got worse and worse until he fell into the hands of my attractive muscular best friend.
When the film had finished we both retreated to my rusty old station-wagon car under a shaded parking area. We were both in the passenger seat kissing each other in the summer heat. It was such a hot day as we both sweated and our tongues wiggled shamelessly against each others. I pushed Blake over the centre console and pulled down his pants forcefully. There what laid before me was the most beautiful arse I had ever seen. An object that I had become more and more obsessed with as the years went by. I began to kiss and fondle his sweaty buttocks that balanced itself perfectly on the palm of my hand as I curiously sniffed and licked at his butt-crack and arse-cheeks. Blake would giggle and wiggle his ass in my face; but I could also feel him quivering; indicating that he was very nervous and scared. This was definitely his first time. .
At first I was breathlessly whispering and talking him through it; saying it was ‘-all going to be okay, I’m not going to fuck you, I just want to stick it in a little.”
My cock and I were getting very excited as I pushed forward slightly. Blake’s ass clenched on my dick like a clamp and I pushed harder into him; nudging my head against his neck as I pushed into him harder from behind. My eyes squinting and sometimes going cross-eyed out of sexual frustration and agony that needed to be released within his anal cavity.
“I lied…I’m going for it!”
Blake simply spread his legs and ass-cheeks further apart as I looked deliriously down at his back; his shirt half lifted beyond his slender but sturdy torso. At that moment; I wasn’t consciously sure; but my body and my soul was telling me that I loved him. That he could take care of me and give me his body when I wanted or needed it. The guy that could be my perfect ‘wife’ ; so to speak. I pushed further into him; the head of my cock trying to wedge itself in his asshole. I simply couldn’t do it; not without hurting him; there was no lube and his butt was a virgin. So instead; I grinded against him; hearing the popping sounds of my rock hard cock sliding between his slick warm crack. I was in a dream.
The dream lasted for what seemed like forever. As soon as the both of us started dating, everyone was informed; including my group of friends. Seven years of heaven followed. A wonderful engagement and wedding flew by through time; time truly does fly when your having fun. A beautiful bum that I could fuck many times after he learned to stretch out his hole for my average sized penis. Blake was no tramp before he met me.
His personality was heavenly and was so full of fun and wit. Seriously; Blake was not only sexy; he was the centre of attention at parties. Guys and girls would crowd around to merely listen to him. He sometimes made people laugh out loud to the point where they were tearing up and holding their stomachs in painful hilarity. A lot of the time he would joke about me and my lazy ‘video-game antics’; and I would laugh with all the rest at the party; It was hopeless getting into a ‘battle of witty remarks’ with my husband; I would simply lose and it was all in good fun anyway.
Kyle was always impressed with Blake’s sassy sense of humour; he seemed to be the one laughing the most hysterically at his japes; especially the ones towards me; probably because Kyle could see the humorous truth in it; he was my best friend from school after all; Kyle knew me like a brother; but was never attracted to me in THAT way. Kyle however was very attracted to Blake so it seemed.
I was obsessed with Blake’s beautiful smooth bubble butt. So much so that I spent most of our sex time licking and sniffing his crack instead of fucking him. During our marriage Blake would bend over a bed or couch and roll his eyes at me as I obscenely licked at his hole and masturbated. He didn’t seem to like that I was always shoving my face up there instead of my cock. Blake was obsessed with cock as much as I was obsessed with ass. But I would tell him to ‘Spread that pussy for me,” and he would roll his eyes at me again, reach behind himself and spread his crack so I could see his beautiful pink pucker. My eyes widen like a maniac when I inspect his ass; my nostrils flair. It was simply my favourite thing and I loved it. I would shove my nose up their all day if I could.
I was so intoxicated with my sexual relationship with my husband that I would talk about my sex expoits with my striaght buddies. I remembered Twenty-year-old Kyle would laugh at his birthday party years before, with a beer in his hand and very interested in the subject, unlike my other friends; “It’s not that I like dick or anything bro; but its just…gay sex interest me as a topic of discussion…in a weird research type way.”