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It was the Fall after I graduated college. My longtime girlfriend had just dumped me. Intellectually I could understand why: she was younger than me, and had spent most of her college career attached to me, and I guess she wanted to enjoy college without attachment for a while. But it still hurt.I started spending more time with my friend Theo. I’d met him in chess club, of all things, early in college. We had remained friends, hanging out on and off, although he graduated two years ahead of me, now with a burgeoning career as a physical therapist. Besides our past and our numerous shared interests, another thing we had in common was that he too had just been painfully jilted by a girlfriend, whom he thought he was going to marry. So we commiserated over that too.We went to bars and basketball games on weekends, and occasionally watched a game together on weekdays. Played board games and, of course, chess.One night while we were out at a nightclub, we found ourselves both dancing with a flirty, attractive woman. She said her name was Megan. Could have been Meaghan, I don’t know. She didn’t spell it for us.After a few minutes Theo whispered to me that she looked almost exactly like his ex-girlfriend, Jane. I hadn’t noticed until then, but immediately realized he was right: flowing hair, warm brown eyes, a bit on the tall side, a bit wide-hipped, with a nice round booty and generous, firm-looking breasts. She did look like Jane, strikingly so. She even moved on the dance floor like Jane. It wasn’t quite like they were twins, but it was a bit uncanny.I asked if he was comfortable dancing with someone who reminded him of his ex so much. He said it was okay, maybe it was even good for him, so we kept dancing. We all got pretty sweaty, and she even took turns dancing close with each of us, playfully bumping up against my slightly engorged package at one point, prompting a smile and giggle from her. I had to admit it was a turn-on dancing close with such an attractive woman, really the closest I’d been to a female body since my breakup. I also had to admit to myself it got me thinking about Jane too. Which I felt a little isvecbahis guilty about. I shouldn’t be thinking about my friend’s ex. But I was.On the way back to Theo’s place, I asked again if he was okay with what had happened.”Yeah, totally cool. I mean, she reminded me of Jane, but she wasn’t Jane. So it was kind of cathartic, actually, helped get her out of my system a little bit.”He went on, “Of course, an even bigger catharsis would have been if she’d come home with us.””Dude, you’re dreaming. Besides, what do you mean us? Wouldn’t that be a little weird?””Whatever. You can’t say you didn’t think of banging her.” “Well, yeah a little, but it feels a little funny because she looks so much like Jane. I mean, just I would never have done anything with Jane, I don’t know if I could make a move in front of you on someone who reminded you – us – of her so much.””What if I said it was okay? Like I said, it might have been cathartic.””That’s pretty hypothetical. Notice she is not exactly in the car with us.””Maybe not as hypothetical as you think. Look, I never thought I would ever tell you this … but, well, with Megan and all tonight, I can’t not tell you.”I gave him a puzzled look. He continued, “Okay, here goes. Jane wanted to have a threesome with you … I mean, with me and you.””Shut the fuck up. Dude, I could not do that to you, knowing how much she hurt you.””But you didn’t know that then.””Okay, true, but that’s still pretty hypothetical.””Maybe it seems that way now. I’m telling you, she always liked you. She begged me to do it.” Suddenly I was raging-hard, sitting just two feet from Theo, imagining myself with his ex. Good thing I was sitting.”Huh,” was all I could reply.”She really wanted you to fuck her.” He grinned. “After meeting Megan, I bet you can picture it vividly.””Stop it!””Well, what if Megan had come with us tonight? I bet you can picture that!””Shit dude. I mean, yes I can, but it still seems weird.”Theo was the designated driver, and I wasn’t sure I was in shape to drive home yet, so when we got back to his place I crashed on his couch. It wasn’t that late, but we at least feigned isveçbahis giriş sleepiness. I had to admit, I had some thinking to do. Probably he did too.I lay on the couch, and my mind immediately went to Megan … Jane … Megan … Jane. And Theo, taking turns with with me, with one or the other of these lovely women. I imagined myself plunging into Megan as she sucked Theo, inches from my face. Then I imagined Theo doing the same to Jane, while his former beloved took me in her mouth.After a few minutes I couldn’t stand it. I went to the bathroom and jerked off as quietly as I could, my head spinning … not so much from alcohol as from the infinitely hot idea of being together with Jane, or Megan, who mixed together in my mind.Scenes of myself and Theo with Jane, or Megan, or for a split-second both of them, flashed through my mind. As I was heading towards my peak, my mind settled again on Theo banging Jane while she blew me, inches from his face. And then, just as I was dumping a very large load into some tissue, in my fantasy Jane pulled her head back and Theo started sucking me. As my orgasm hit, I was dreaming that it was into my friend’s mouth instead of a tissue that I was cumming into. I’d never actually done anything with another guy, though that didn’t mean I hadn’t thought of it. I suspect most guys, like me, have dreamed about it in their hornier moments. I love my own dick, and am fascinated by it. Wish I could get it in my mouth, but never could. I always found it pretty easy to transfer that thought to that of another guy’s member. Still, those fantasies weren’t usually about my friends – especially a friend who was in his bedroom on the other side of a wall.So I felt a little guilty as I went back to the couch. Sure hoped he didn’t hear me. I thought I’d been quiet in there, but couldn’t know for sure.Not long after that, I heard faint rhythmic squeaking from bedroom. Shit, did I make too much noise in the bathroom? Sound carried through those doors more than I thought. Now I was picturing Theo in his room jerking his cock. Then, I was imagining Jane – or maybe Megan – riding isveçbahis yeni giriş him, tits bouncing. Crap, now I was hard again. But I didn’t dare go back to the bathroom and jack off a second time.After a couple minutes Theo went to the bathroom for a leak. Flushing tissues? Probably.Then he walked out into the living room. “You still up?””Yeah, wide awake.””Thinking of Megan?””Maybe.””Me too. Thinking about Jane too?””You know I wouldn’t do that to you.””Hey, I know that. Of course you would never act on it, but you can’t help your thoughts.””Okay, fine. Yes, dammit I was thinking about Jane too. They look so much alike I’m getting them mixed up in my head.””Hey, I gotta tell you one more thing I never mentioned before. It’s gonna get you thinking of Jane even more,” he said, grinning. “We did have a threesome once, with a girl.””How was it?””So fucking hot. Jane really got into eating pussy. I mean, she enjoyed it as much as being with a guy, I think.””And how’d you feel about that?””Well, it’s not like tasting someone of her own sex made her gay, and who cares about labels like that anyway? What’s important is she enjoyed pleasuring her friend.”Our eyes locked for a second as he said that. Was that a hint? Was he thinking what I was thinking? Because I was thinking it.He added, “… And she wanted me to have the same experience,” a prominent tent now visible in his boxers. Okay, that’s more than a hint.I stood up. He hadn’t been able to see it while I was sitting on the couch, but I had the same thing going on.No more words were needed He moved towards me. Almost in unison, we reached inside each other’s shorts, touching each other’s manhood. It felt wonderful: warm, silky soft, and hard all at the same time.I figured the next thing that would happen would be one or of the other of us would be to drop to our knees. I’ve always wanted to know what what a cock felt and tasted like in my mouth. Just as I was about to get down on my knees …He leaned in, kissing me hard. I had never fantasized about kissing a man, ever. If anything, I’d pushed the idea out of my head in the past. But before I could fully process what was happening, my lips opened instinctively, reflexively. His muscular tongue entered, probed, wrestled with my own, as his scratchy lips pressed against mine, as he pressed his masculine body up against mine.
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