Part 1
This is a story about how I lost a bet. One night my buddy was over at my house drinking with me. My wife wasn’t really happy about it. She wanted to watch a movie, but Harry was already on his way over. He just finished work and wanted to blow off some steam. He’s been going through some relationship stuff and just hasn’t been his usual self so I wanted to rage with him and see if I can lift his spirits.
We were taking shots all night and had just polished off a case. At one point, we were in my living room watching random youtube videos on my big screen. My wife, Linda, was hanging out with us at the beginning of the night, but at some point she slipped off. Harry asked where she went.
“She went to bed.” I tell him.
“Oh…” Harry slurred. “I’m keeping you from her. My bad. I should let you two enjoy your night.”
“Nah, it’s okay, man. She’ll be fine.”
“She’ll be fine?” He sits up and asks louder than he meant to.
“Yeah, man. She’s tired.”
“Dude, I never let my girls go to bed without getting fucked. Get in there, bro. I can head home.”
“Bro, you are so drunk. You can sleep here.”
“Look,” Harry is slurring and is only holding one eye open. “I’m not going to sleep with your wife, man. That wouldn’t be right.”
“No,” I laugh, “I meant you can sleep on the couch.”
“Oh, okay. Because I wouldn’t want to do that to you.”
“Okay, man.” I chuckle some more. “I wasn’t asking and she isn’t interested anyway.” Harry laughs. “What’s so funny?” I ask.
“Nothing.” We both pause. “I use to fuck a girl that looks a lot like Linda. Remember?”
“What does that have to do with anything?”
“Nothing…” Harry raises his hands. “Just saying. She’d have the time of her life.” He takes another swig of his beer. Harry wasn’t ugly, but he wasn’t a knockout either. He had shaggy, unkept hair and was overweight. He always wore sweatpants and a dirty shirt. He worked the same factory job since high school. He didn’t really seem like any girl’s fantasy, but he always talked a big game about the women he’s had sex with. However, now he was talking about my wife, so I had to push back.
“I highly doubt that.”
“Oh yeah?” Harry fully sits up and sets his beer on the coffee table. “You want to bet, buddy?” I had no idea what this meant but the drunken confidence of this man, along with my own drunkenness wasn’t going to allow this type of talk.
“I’d bet anything on it, pal!” I say with an almost joking tone. Harry looks at me seriously through the glaze of his eyes.
“I bet you I could go in there and Linda would let me fuck her six ways to Sunday.”
“And when you fail? Then what happens?”
“IF I fail….” he corrects me, “Then…I don’t know, I’ll suck your dick” We both burst into laughter. “Nah, how about this. I’m so sure I can do this, I’ll give you my PS5 if I fail.” This was when PS5’s were still being scalped so it was really hard to find them and when you could find them they were insanely overpriced. Harry, being the nerd that he is, got one really early for retail price.
“Fine,” if I win, I get your PS5 and you suck my dick!” We both laugh. Harry reaches his hand out for a shake. I pause for a second. We lock each other’s eyes. He can’t seriously think this is a real bet. But hey, I figure I could use a free PS5. Harry is breathing heavily from intoxication. There’s no way this mess of a man could ever fuck my wife. Fuck it, I thought. I shake his hand.
Harry grabs his beer off the coffee table, chugs the rest of it and slams it back down. He stands up, adjusts his dirty shirt, pats his hair down, looks at me, and winks. Then he walks towards my bedroom and gently knocks on the door.
A few moments later, Harry slowly peeks in the room. I hear Linda say something and he enters right after shooting me a thumbs up. I laugh to myself and pull my phone out. I figure he’s going to come running out in a few minutes. I scroll through my phone for a bit to look for another youtube video to play when I hear Linda laughing.
Good, I think. She’s laughing him out of the room. But a few more minutes go by and he hasn’t came back yet. I get a little bored and feel like I might fall asleep so I throw a music video on the tv. I get up to the kitchen and grab another beer. I’m drinking my beer, scrolling on my phone as the music video plays. I’m mid-sip of my beer as the music video ends and I hear from my bedroom a suction noise. A rhythmic suction noise. Almost like a gagging noise. No…there’s no way that’s what I think it is. My mind is playing tricks on me. Maybe Linda fell asleep and Harry is pranking me. That couldn’t be…nah I’m just really drunk. I play another music video. I try not to think about it and I almost forget what was going on until I start hearing some thumping. The thumping gets louder and louder until it is louder than the music I’m playing. I get up and walks towards my room and I hear Linda moaning loudly.
I quickly step back from the door and turn the TV up louder. What the fuck?!?! I thought. Is he really in there fucking my wife? Did I seriously just give him permission? There’s no way. The thumping and moaning was so loud that the music was barely drowning anything out. I sit on the couch for almost a half an hour while I hear my wife screaming in pleasure over Harry’s grunts and the sounds of my marital headboard crashing into my walls. I am so confused. This has to be a prank. There’s no way this is real. Is she in on the prank? That definitely sounds like Linda moaning, even though I’ve never heard her moan that loudly before. I mean, the house is almost shaking at this point. But what’s the most confusing to me is the fact that I have a raging erection while listening. I sit there and hear the thuds continue. I don’t believe this is real, but if it is - Harry is a stallion. He never lets up. The continuous pounding goes on for some time. There’s no way my chubby friend Harry could last this long. There’s just no way. So I lose myself in the fantasy for a bit. I don’t jerk off, but I enjoy my erection as Harry and Linda passionately yell over the thumping in my bedroom. I’ve got to give them an A+ for the acting job.
Eventually, the noise quiets down from the bedroom but my music is still playing. Some more time passes and I finish my beer and scroll through my phone some more. I didn’t even notice Harry leave the bedroom. I find him walking towards me on the couch, grinning ear-to-ear. His hair looks even messier and there is sweat on his face and neck. A bulge is in his pants. Not sure if I ever noticed that before. Its seems like a pretty big bulge. Is he…hard right now?
I look up at him and smile back. “Very funny, man. You almost had me for a second.” I remain seated because my boner hasn’t fully gone away.
“What do you mean?” Harry asks as he approaches the couch.
“Why didn’t Linda come out too?”
“Oh, she fell asleep.” Harry puts his hands on his hips. “Yeah, she was exhausted.” He smiles at me.
“Do you really expect me to believe that you were actually fucking my wife in there?”
“What? A bet is a bet, man. You think I’m lying?”
“I do. You can drop off my PS5 tomorrow, bud.”
“You mean my PS5.”
“And I’ll take my blowjob whenever.” I joke.
“You mean my blowjob.” Harry says a little more seriously. I look up at him. He is standing still while I am sitting. His crotch is almost level with my face. “You really don’t believe me, huh? You want to smell your wife’s pussy on my dick?”
“What?”
“You heard me.” He reaches into his sweatpants.
“What are you doing?”
“You lost the bet, bro. Time to pay up.”
“No.” I say but just then, Harry pulls his sweatpants down and his massive cock flops out. I quickly realize his bulge wasn’t hard. His cock is so thick and looks around 9” long. His balls are twice the size of mine. It’s the biggest dick I’ve ever seen. Harry grabs his hairy cock, still moist, and points it at me.
“Here.” He steps closer. “Take a sniff. You know what her pussy smells like, don’t you?”
“Dude…” I’m so confused. I don’t really know what I want to do but this massive dick is in my face so I say ‘Fuck it” and lean in and smell it. It smells like pussy. It reminds me of Linda. The room is spinning. Maybe it’s the alcohol. Maybe it’s Harry’s dick. But I let myself go and say softly, “Dude.”
“Open up” Harry says. I open up. He presses the big head of his cock into my mouth and I slowly suck it. He grabs the back of my head and gently caresses me into his crotch as I get more and more of him inside my mouth. He starts to moan and I do as well. I pull out my dick, which feels tiny compared to his, and start jerking it as I shove more of his big dick into my mouth. After a while, I get more comfortable and get the technique down. I start stroking his long dick as I rub his round belly. My neck gets more exercise than it ever has as I gobble down his large manhood. I suck him good and start making the same suction sounds I heard coming from my bedroom earlier.
At one point, he sits down on the couch and I kneel between his legs. He presses his dick against my face to show it towering over me. I grab it with both hands and continue to serve him. It feels like he is the king in my castle. We both enjoy ourselves as we moan throughout the night. I increase speed while jerking him off with both hands as I suck deeper and deeper. Eventually he grunts loudly as he drops a huge load down my throat. The cum just kept coming. He shot about 5 or 6 times into me and I kept sucking until he let out a final sigh of relief. I take his cock out of my mouth but keep stroking for a bit while I catch my breathe.
I finally get up and sit next to him on the couch. His large dick hanging between his thick thighs. He turns to me. I lean in and kiss him for a few moments while rubbing on his belly.
“I’m tired.” I say.
“Me too.” He says gently.
“Let’s go to bed.” I get up and grab his hand. He takes it and we both go into my bedroom. All three of us sleep in the bed that night. Linda on one side of me and Harry on the other. I wrap myself around Linda in a spooning position. Harry does the same to me. I feel my dick press against Linda’s ass. I feel Harry’s dick press against mine. I try not to think about what any of this means. For now, I want to get some sleep. I’ll deal with my feelings in the morning.
This is a story about how I lost a bet. One night my buddy was over at my house drinking with me. My wife wasn’t really happy about it. She wanted to watch a movie, but Harry was already on his way over. He just finished work and wanted to blow off some steam. He’s been going through some relationship stuff and just hasn’t been his usual self so I wanted to rage with him and see if I can lift his spirits.
We were taking shots all night and had just polished off a case. At one point, we were in my living room watching random youtube videos on my big screen. My wife, Linda, was hanging out with us at the beginning of the night, but at some point she slipped off. Harry asked where she went.
“She went to bed.” I tell him.
“Oh…” Harry slurred. “I’m keeping you from her. My bad. I should let you two enjoy your night.”
“Nah, it’s okay, man. She’ll be fine.”
“She’ll be fine?” He sits up and asks louder than he meant to.
“Yeah, man. She’s tired.”
“Dude, I never let my girls go to bed without getting fucked. Get in there, bro. I can head home.”
“Bro, you are so drunk. You can sleep here.”
“Look,” Harry is slurring and is only holding one eye open. “I’m not going to sleep with your wife, man. That wouldn’t be right.”
“No,” I laugh, “I meant you can sleep on the couch.”
“Oh, okay. Because I wouldn’t want to do that to you.”
“Okay, man.” I chuckle some more. “I wasn’t asking and she isn’t interested anyway.” Harry laughs. “What’s so funny?” I ask.
“Nothing.” We both pause. “I use to fuck a girl that looks a lot like Linda. Remember?”
“What does that have to do with anything?”
“Nothing…” Harry raises his hands. “Just saying. She’d have the time of her life.” He takes another swig of his beer. Harry wasn’t ugly, but he wasn’t a knockout either. He had shaggy, unkept hair and was overweight. He always wore sweatpants and a dirty shirt. He worked the same factory job since high school. He didn’t really seem like any girl’s fantasy, but he always talked a big game about the women he’s had sex with. However, now he was talking about my wife, so I had to push back.
“I highly doubt that.”
“Oh yeah?” Harry fully sits up and sets his beer on the coffee table. “You want to bet, buddy?” I had no idea what this meant but the drunken confidence of this man, along with my own drunkenness wasn’t going to allow this type of talk.
“I’d bet anything on it, pal!” I say with an almost joking tone. Harry looks at me seriously through the glaze of his eyes.
“I bet you I could go in there and Linda would let me fuck her six ways to Sunday.”
“And when you fail? Then what happens?”
“IF I fail….” he corrects me, “Then…I don’t know, I’ll suck your dick” We both burst into laughter. “Nah, how about this. I’m so sure I can do this, I’ll give you my PS5 if I fail.” This was when PS5’s were still being scalped so it was really hard to find them and when you could find them they were insanely overpriced. Harry, being the nerd that he is, got one really early for retail price.
“Fine,” if I win, I get your PS5 and you suck my dick!” We both laugh. Harry reaches his hand out for a shake. I pause for a second. We lock each other’s eyes. He can’t seriously think this is a real bet. But hey, I figure I could use a free PS5. Harry is breathing heavily from intoxication. There’s no way this mess of a man could ever fuck my wife. Fuck it, I thought. I shake his hand.
Harry grabs his beer off the coffee table, chugs the rest of it and slams it back down. He stands up, adjusts his dirty shirt, pats his hair down, looks at me, and winks. Then he walks towards my bedroom and gently knocks on the door.
A few moments later, Harry slowly peeks in the room. I hear Linda say something and he enters right after shooting me a thumbs up. I laugh to myself and pull my phone out. I figure he’s going to come running out in a few minutes. I scroll through my phone for a bit to look for another youtube video to play when I hear Linda laughing.
Good, I think. She’s laughing him out of the room. But a few more minutes go by and he hasn’t came back yet. I get a little bored and feel like I might fall asleep so I throw a music video on the tv. I get up to the kitchen and grab another beer. I’m drinking my beer, scrolling on my phone as the music video plays. I’m mid-sip of my beer as the music video ends and I hear from my bedroom a suction noise. A rhythmic suction noise. Almost like a gagging noise. No…there’s no way that’s what I think it is. My mind is playing tricks on me. Maybe Linda fell asleep and Harry is pranking me. That couldn’t be…nah I’m just really drunk. I play another music video. I try not to think about it and I almost forget what was going on until I start hearing some thumping. The thumping gets louder and louder until it is louder than the music I’m playing. I get up and walks towards my room and I hear Linda moaning loudly.
I quickly step back from the door and turn the TV up louder. What the fuck?!?! I thought. Is he really in there fucking my wife? Did I seriously just give him permission? There’s no way. The thumping and moaning was so loud that the music was barely drowning anything out. I sit on the couch for almost a half an hour while I hear my wife screaming in pleasure over Harry’s grunts and the sounds of my marital headboard crashing into my walls. I am so confused. This has to be a prank. There’s no way this is real. Is she in on the prank? That definitely sounds like Linda moaning, even though I’ve never heard her moan that loudly before. I mean, the house is almost shaking at this point. But what’s the most confusing to me is the fact that I have a raging erection while listening. I sit there and hear the thuds continue. I don’t believe this is real, but if it is - Harry is a stallion. He never lets up. The continuous pounding goes on for some time. There’s no way my chubby friend Harry could last this long. There’s just no way. So I lose myself in the fantasy for a bit. I don’t jerk off, but I enjoy my erection as Harry and Linda passionately yell over the thumping in my bedroom. I’ve got to give them an A+ for the acting job.
Eventually, the noise quiets down from the bedroom but my music is still playing. Some more time passes and I finish my beer and scroll through my phone some more. I didn’t even notice Harry leave the bedroom. I find him walking towards me on the couch, grinning ear-to-ear. His hair looks even messier and there is sweat on his face and neck. A bulge is in his pants. Not sure if I ever noticed that before. Its seems like a pretty big bulge. Is he…hard right now?
I look up at him and smile back. “Very funny, man. You almost had me for a second.” I remain seated because my boner hasn’t fully gone away.
“What do you mean?” Harry asks as he approaches the couch.
“Why didn’t Linda come out too?”
“Oh, she fell asleep.” Harry puts his hands on his hips. “Yeah, she was exhausted.” He smiles at me.
“Do you really expect me to believe that you were actually fucking my wife in there?”
“What? A bet is a bet, man. You think I’m lying?”
“I do. You can drop off my PS5 tomorrow, bud.”
“You mean my PS5.”
“And I’ll take my blowjob whenever.” I joke.
“You mean my blowjob.” Harry says a little more seriously. I look up at him. He is standing still while I am sitting. His crotch is almost level with my face. “You really don’t believe me, huh? You want to smell your wife’s pussy on my dick?”
“What?”
“You heard me.” He reaches into his sweatpants.
“What are you doing?”
“You lost the bet, bro. Time to pay up.”
“No.” I say but just then, Harry pulls his sweatpants down and his massive cock flops out. I quickly realize his bulge wasn’t hard. His cock is so thick and looks around 9” long. His balls are twice the size of mine. It’s the biggest dick I’ve ever seen. Harry grabs his hairy cock, still moist, and points it at me.
“Here.” He steps closer. “Take a sniff. You know what her pussy smells like, don’t you?”
“Dude…” I’m so confused. I don’t really know what I want to do but this massive dick is in my face so I say ‘Fuck it” and lean in and smell it. It smells like pussy. It reminds me of Linda. The room is spinning. Maybe it’s the alcohol. Maybe it’s Harry’s dick. But I let myself go and say softly, “Dude.”
“Open up” Harry says. I open up. He presses the big head of his cock into my mouth and I slowly suck it. He grabs the back of my head and gently caresses me into his crotch as I get more and more of him inside my mouth. He starts to moan and I do as well. I pull out my dick, which feels tiny compared to his, and start jerking it as I shove more of his big dick into my mouth. After a while, I get more comfortable and get the technique down. I start stroking his long dick as I rub his round belly. My neck gets more exercise than it ever has as I gobble down his large manhood. I suck him good and start making the same suction sounds I heard coming from my bedroom earlier.
At one point, he sits down on the couch and I kneel between his legs. He presses his dick against my face to show it towering over me. I grab it with both hands and continue to serve him. It feels like he is the king in my castle. We both enjoy ourselves as we moan throughout the night. I increase speed while jerking him off with both hands as I suck deeper and deeper. Eventually he grunts loudly as he drops a huge load down my throat. The cum just kept coming. He shot about 5 or 6 times into me and I kept sucking until he let out a final sigh of relief. I take his cock out of my mouth but keep stroking for a bit while I catch my breathe.
I finally get up and sit next to him on the couch. His large dick hanging between his thick thighs. He turns to me. I lean in and kiss him for a few moments while rubbing on his belly.
“I’m tired.” I say.
“Me too.” He says gently.
“Let’s go to bed.” I get up and grab his hand. He takes it and we both go into my bedroom. All three of us sleep in the bed that night. Linda on one side of me and Harry on the other. I wrap myself around Linda in a spooning position. Harry does the same to me. I feel my dick press against Linda’s ass. I feel Harry’s dick press against mine. I try not to think about what any of this means. For now, I want to get some sleep. I’ll deal with my feelings in the morning.
