I've been a part of a few three-ways and even more during what I call my "self-demolition" phase before I was married. Only in one 3-way was another guy involved, and neither of us were gay so we kinda shared. Kinda, but we were both looking for self-satisfaction more than a group hug kind of thing, so that didn't leave me with a favorable impression.
The group things were different, and I have to admit that I was not a fan to begin with. But my band mates knew I was hung, so the lead singer made sure that I got invited to the party. Not so much the guest of honor, but I think he was trying to attract some girls in particular. Now that's marketing.
Anyway, I did get into the whole scene, but after a while it became somewhat depressing and I had to just start making excuses for not taking part. I actually starting dating this girl steadily more as an excuse for not joining the group than really liking to be with her. We broke up pretty quickly, but the die was cast, and I didn't get invitations any more. Well, I did, but they weren't of the command performance variety. And I didn't feel pressured to attend.
Didn't stop the 3-ways, though! I like being the center of that attention, but that was long ago. Already confessed all of this to the wife (she reads this too, you know) so I think that's all the detail necessary.
Happily monogamous now, but with wild memories! :biggrin1: