A Night With Two Boys

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Note: This is a fantasy scenario I’m writing in hopes of giving my husband ideas for his upcoming visit to Portland. I thought I’d share because I often get asked about threesomes. If you’re more into MFF threesome, I have written about those too. 

I have had several MMF (male, male female) threesomes. But most of them have been with boys who liked both girls and boys, so mostly I have never been the center of attention.

Not tonight. Tonight is all about me.

They are nervous, so they have a few drinks. They don’t know each other, though I know both of them very well. My beautiful pet and my longtime Portland boyfriend, whom we’ll call Ryuu (because yahoo answers suggested it as a good name for a half Japanese boy).

They have awkward casual conversation for awhile, and then at my suggestion we move to the bedroom.

I immediately strip, because I think they will be more comfortable if I am naked. Because they are unsure what to do, I start touching myself, and wiggling to the music.

Eventually they are daring enough to join me, running their hands along my body, while carefully trying not to let their hands touch each other (Ryuu is only 22 but one of the rare Millennials who is very straight). Inside, I am laughing a little at this. But I try not to let them see how amused I am by their nervousness.

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Finally, they are both interested enough to take off key articles of clothing. I smile, and get down on the floor. I invite Ryuu to come forward, opening my mouth and giving him a pointed look. He gets down onto his knees in front of me and I start to suck him.

Pet needs no invitation. Seeing this, he grabs my hips and plunges his cock into my pussy. I wince, because it has been awhile and he is shockingly large. Inwardly I am smiling, enjoying every moment of having two men inside of me at once.

There is something so exciting about experiencing a variety of sensations at once.

When I grow tired of this I decide to mix it up. I sit up and have pet move beneath me. I whisper to Ryuu “I want you in my ass.”

I move my hips and let Pet slip into my pussy, while I feel a second cock pushing up, into my ass. It is a difficult angle for the boys, as they are both having to move while I hold still. I can tell they are having a hard time making it work, but I don’t care. I am loving this feeling. I feel so full, and so used. It’s fantastic.

When Pet finally gets frustrated, he pulls out of me and gets on his knees in front of me. While still being fucked in the ass, I lick my wet pussy juices off of Pet’s cock and start to suck him. He grabs his cock and starts moving his hand along the shaft, while still letting me suck the tip. And when he cums, he cums all over my lips and my chin. I lick it up and then put my face to the ground, letting Ryuu fuck me hard, until he cums in my ass.

I feel them both relax, and so I move off to the side, where I pull out my dildo and start fucking myself, while rubbing my clit. I moan as I get closer and closer, and then in one brilliant moment I cum.

I look up to see them watching. Pet is already ready again because he is young, and he loves to fuck. I meet his gaze and motion to the bathroom. The shower is big enough for several people, and we should get clean.

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We walk into the shower, Ryuu following. I rub soap all over my body and slowly rinse it off as they watch. Then I wrap myself in a towel and go lay down in the bed. They follow after they rinse off, and they start to play with me some more. Ryuu pinches my nipples, because he knows that I like that. And Pet moves to lick my pussy; showing off a bit because he wants to show how interested he is in me having orgasms.

After they play awhile, they put me on my knees with my face pressed into a pillow, and they take turns fucking me. I love the feel of one cock going in, fucking me, and pulling out; only to feel another take it’s place. It feels like being passed around at a party and I love it. If I wasn’t so worried about STDs, I would totally do gang bangs. It is some of my favorite porn. I love the idea of being the center of attention for many men at once.

Eventually they both cum, one after the other. I can feel the wet, stickiness running out of me and down my legs. It feels so dirty, and so good.

We lay there for a moment, spent. Ryuu passes us a towel to wipe off with. My hair is matted against my neck, and I smile to myself.

After a bit, we all put our clothes back on. That slightly ashamed feeling returns to the room. None of us are sure what to say. So I go out for a smoke and they follow me. I talk about something completely unrelated to what just happened, and I smile a lot.

Pet and I collect our things and head back to our hotel room. I know he feels a little weird about what just happened. It is a strange way to meet my lover, who has been one of my companions while we were apart this last year. But I also know he is happy, because he has finally given me something I wanted. We have had a lot of threesomes, but he knew I wanted just once to be the center of attention. Today he gave me that. He cuddles against me in our hotel bed, and he is happy because his Mistress is happy.

Awkward perhaps, but a good night for us all.

 

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Sexuality and Ambigiousness

Who does think riding crops belong next to the snacks at a party?

Who doesn’t think riding crops belong next to the snacks at a party?

Popular culture seems to place a lot of limits on sexuality. I never really thought about it much, since I place no limits on my own sexuality. I meet people- male or female- and I play with them if I like them. I sometimes have vanilla sex; though I mostly have various kinds of kinky sex. The point is- I don’t restrict what I want based on cultural norms and I never have. (I was totally the girl in High school that let a guy put it in her butt.)

However, I have been with a lot of guys who are very insistent that they are “straight.” I’m not really sure what the fuck that actually means in practical terms- but in ideals, it seems they are meaning to say that they never find other males attractive.

I’ll skip right over the part about how I’m a guy. I live in a girl’s body so no one ever takes me seriously when I say it. And I’ve not considered sexual reassignment surgery because going from a girl to a boy is… harder than the other way around. But inside, when a guy tells me he’s not attracted to other guys, I laugh because if they’re sleeping with me then they kind of are.

That is not the point though- because this is not about me. This is about the idea that there is such a thing as being “straight.” I find it impossible to really believe that there are any men on Earth who have not had a moment where they thought another guy was attractive. And besides that, I’ve never met a guy who didn’t enjoy a little prostate stimulation when they got over the “ick factor” they felt at first. (It’s only kinky the first time, right?)

Of course, noticing a guy’s abs or enjoying getting pegged doesn’t make you gay. I’m certainly not saying that. I’m just saying that, in the newer generation where gender neutral stuff is more popular and they all grew up watching internet porn- sexuality just seems more fluid.

My friend said “It’s not gay if both guys are straight.” I had to take a second to think about it, but the more I think about it the more sense it makes. If a couple of guys who aren’t really gay have sex (just for the pleasure of it and all) then it isn’t really “gay” sex, is it?

I recently had a threesome with two guys. Both of them have said many times that they are straight. But, given that they ended up both wanting to play with me that night, they found themselves both naked and in the same bed. I saw the curiosity in one of my pet’s eyes as I was sucking the other one’s cock, and then he just went for it. He’d always considered himself straight and not into guys at all, but presented with a penis other than his own, he was curious. So they ended up playing with each other while I watched and I sat back and thought about how interesting it is that people are so easily swayed from their prejudice in the face of new experiences that might be fun.

Of course in the morning one of my pets decided he felt awkward about it and said he didn’t plan to do it again. The other seems to still be pretty comfortable with it. I suppose it’s the same with spinach. Some people try it and never want lettuce in a salad again. Some people try it and think it would be nice some times. And still others decide it’s not for them.

And really, why should sexuality be any different than spinach?

I just mean- why should you have to be SURE if you like it or not? And why should you have to choose to only have one thing and never the other?  You never know if you’ll like something or not until you do it. And even when you decide that you don’t like something, it seems like people usually regret the things that they don’t try- not the things they do try. And if you’re not sure or you think you’d only like it sometimes- that’s okay too.

To clarify, I know I sound like I’m describing “bisexual” people. I’m not. I’m saying that I think everyone is a little bisexual. Or at least- that you don’t have to define your sexuality in absolute terms and feel like those terms can never be changed.