True Story: An Unexpected Connection

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Great story telling dupont36 and fraught with a love triangle that may or may not last for the three of you in this relationship? I will look forward to the final chapters if you write them.

Thanks for the feedback. I do have a few more chapters to finish.

 

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Part ten: Three Hearts, One Bed

When we met Kai at the airport, the tension in the air was palpable. But as soon as Kai saw John, his face lit up with a genuine smile. "It's so great to finally meet you," Kai said, extending his hand. John took it, then pulled Kai in for a hug. "Welcome to San Diego," John said, his voice warm and genuine. I gave Kai a long hug and a kiss, took his carry-on bag, and placed it in the back seat of the car. The drive home was quick and filled with easy conversation. It wasn’t awkward in the least.

When we arrived at our townhouse, we showed Kai around, pointing out the large community pool and exercise facility just a few steps from our home. I took Kai’s bag to the guest room, not wanting to assume that he might not be using the bed in there.

Over the next few days, the three of us spent time together, getting to know each other better. We laughed, shared stories, and even had a few heated debates. But through it all, there was a sense of understanding and respect that grew between us. I could see that John was falling for Kai just as I had, and it filled me with a sense of relief, joy, and possibility.

On the first night of Kai’s visit, we took him to our favorite gay bar. We had a few drinks, introduced him to some of our friends, and just had a good time. After that, we stopped at a local gay-owned restaurant for a bite to eat. There were no awkward pauses in the conversation. John and Kai genuinely seemed to hit it off. There were a few times during the night that I showed affection towards Kai, and when I did, John just smiled.

Kai had never been to San Diego, so we enjoyed showing him around. It was a beautiful, warm evening, so we decided to end the first night driving to Coronado and having a drink at the Hotel Del Coronado.

We were sitting on the outside patio when John took Kai’s hand and said, “I hope you are comfortable being with us, Kai. I’m really glad you came to visit.”

John continued, “Kai, I want you to know that you are more than welcome to sleep in the guest room, or you can sleep with Jason and me. No pressure; it’s your decision.” Continuing, he said, “The three of us can definitely fit in a king-sized bed,” and winked at him.

Kai looked at both of us and said, “I don’t want to make this weird or uncomfortable for either of you. John, you know I love Kai, and I really like you—at least from what I see so far,” he laughed. “So, yes, I would like to join you in your bed.” He continued, “How would this work?” he asked. John had clearly thought this out and said, “How about we take things slow. No sex tonight, but I would like us to be able to kiss. I think that would move us toward a deeper connection before we all consider whether we want to take this further.”

“Further?” Kai asked. I laughed and said, “I think that’s a code word for sex.” The only other rule, John said, is no underwear in bed, as he laughed. “Not to worry,” Kai said. “I’m a commando guy.”

So, I guess we have a plan?, John said. Both Kai and I smiled. Kai then said, “Yep, we definitely have a plan”.

We took our time and enjoyed the view of the ocean and the old-world ambiance of the Hotel Del. It was a beautiful night, and we sat for quite a while; no talking. Just feeling the breeze and the sounds of the ocean. We finished our drink and drove back to our place. I was driving, and Kai was in the front seat with me. Without thinking, I reached over and took his hand. “Are you okay with this, John?” I asked. He laughed. “I gave you permission to fuck each other, so I think holding Kai’s hand is okay.”

When we got home, Kai said he was going to jump in the shower and clean up. He went to the bath in the guest room, leaving John and me in the living room. “Let’s go take a shower,” John suggested. Grabbing my hand, I followed him into the bedroom. We stripped quickly and got into the shower—enjoying a few minutes to check in with each other. “Are you sure you’re okay with this?” I asked. “Yes, Jason. I like Kai. I can see how you fell for him.” “How about you?” he asked. “I’m nervous, but also feel that this is the right next step. It’s surreal being with two men that I love. I’m glad we have no secrets and that I was able to tell you that I had fallen in love with Kai.”

We finished our shower, dried off, and both threw on sweatpants and t-shirts. When we got back to the living room, Kai was waiting for us; freshly showered as well, in shorts and a t-shirt.

I sat on the sofa next to Kai, leaned over, and gave him a kiss and then took his hand. “We are glad you are here, Kai,” I said. “Today went better than I could have imagined.” A smile had spread across John’s face. More than anything, I was happy that John could see the depth of my feelings for Kai without feeling threatened. And I was happy that Kai could see that our being in love had not, to this point at least, threatened my relationship with John. I was determined to keep it that way.

We sat and talked for a while. Kai opened up to John about his coming-out experience and shared his sadness at his alienation from his parents “all because I am living my real life and not hiding anymore.” “I’m sure they will come around,” he said.

We talked about our jobs, Kai telling us the path that took him from Hawaii to Dallas. All of our jobs provided a large degree of independence and a fair amount of travel. My job entailed the most time away from home.

Kai then said “I need you to know this, John” Kai continued, “So, when I met Jason, I was swept away by the strong feelings that developed so quickly. I fell in love with him. I couldn’t stop it from happening, even though I tried. It freaked me out. I had never felt this way. And now this—here we are; three gay guys trying to navigate what has unfolded over the past few weeks.”

“Thanks for telling me that,” John continued. “It did freak me out for a while when Jason told me that he was in love with another man, and that the feelings were mutual. Yet deep down, I felt that there was a way we could navigate through this.”

“None of us know where this is going…yet,” John said, continuing, “but I am committed to considering the possibilities and trying to find a way where Jason and you are able to love each other. My love for Jason is strong; he is my person. I can’t imagine my life without him. But I also know that denying him the experience of falling in love with you and giving ultimatums would do nothing but push us apart. So, in a way, by exploring this, I feel like it is strengthening our bond.”

I sat and listened and finally said, “So, Kai…now I think you can see why I am so madly in love with John. ”Looking at John, I continued, “one of the hardest things I’ve ever done was to tell you that I was in love with another man, yet you took the revelation and told me that we would navigate it together. And then you told me that you wanted to meet Kai, the other man that I was in love with. I’m still blown away that we are actually working through this."

It was almost midnight. Kai looked at us and said, “Guys, I have something to ask you. Can we go to bed?” John laughed, “You don’t have to ask us twice.” We got up and walked into the bedroom, our hearts pounding with anticipation.

As we stripped down, we couldn't help but steal glances at each other. Kai's light brown skin glowed in the soft light of the bedroom, his muscular frame on full display. John's eyes roamed over Kai's body, appreciating every inch. His beautiful light brown skin, his darker brown cock, with its perfect tip and large balls. I could see the desire in John's eyes, but he held back, respecting our agreement.

Kai's cock was semi-hard, the tip glistening with precum. John was now naked, and Kai took in the beauty of this man I have loved for the past six years, all 6’2 inches; beautiful dark blond hair and a lightly hairy body that framed his large uncut cock; at least 7.5 inches and thick. I was already naked, but there was no surprise for either of them. I had been in bed with both of them in the last week. All three of us had become erect. We laughed as we noticed that all three of us had produced precum. John laughed and said, “I see that we are all precummers; if that’s a word.”

We climbed into the king-size bed. Kai lay in the middle, on his back. John on one side and me on the other. We faced each other, our bodies close but not touching. The tension in the room was palpable, but there was also a sense of comfort and familiarity, and we knew that tonight was a night of connection with no expectations for sex.

John reached out, his hand cupping Kai's cheek. Kai rolled toward John and leaned in, his lips meeting John's in a slow, sweet kiss. Kai melted into the kiss. I watched them, my heart swelling with love and desire. I reached out, my hand finding John's back, tracing the muscles. John broke the kiss, turning to me. His lips met mine, the kiss deep and passionate. I could taste Kai on his lips.

We broke the kiss, turning our attention back to Kai. He was watching us, his eyes filled with longing. I leaned in, my lips meeting his in a soft kiss. Kai's hand found my cheek, his thumb brushing against my skin. The kiss deepened, our tongues exploring each other's mouths. I could feel John's hand on my body; almost in a reassuring way; telling me that my demonstrating my love of Kai was okay.

I reluctantly pulled away from Kai, our breaths coming in quick gasps. Kai turned to John, their lips meeting yet again in another passionate kiss. I watched them, my cock hardening once again.

We lay there, our bodies pressed against each other. For the next 30 minutes or so, we kissed and touched, our hands exploring each other's bodies, including each other’s cock and balls. But we didn't cross the line we had set for ourselves. Sex would wait.

As the night wore on, we found ourselves in various positions; we spooned, we hugged, we laid in each other’s arms. At one point, John was in the middle, his arms stretched out to his sides with Kai on one side and me on the other. At various points, our cocks were pressed against each other, the precum mixing and creating a slick mess.

But we didn't take it any further. We just lay there, our bodies entwined. We talked for at least an hour, about everything and nothing. Kai was the first to nod off; John turned toward me, with Kai between us. No words were spoken, other than John saying, “We’re going to be okay, Jason.” I fell asleep pleased with how the day went.

In the morning, we woke up to find ourselves still in the same position. Our cocks were hard, the morning wood inevitable.

The three of us cuddled for a while before John got out of bed, pulled on a pair of shorts, and told Kai and me to enjoy a few more minutes of additional rest while he whipped up something for breakfast.

John left the bedroom, walking down the hallway. Kai and I lay looking at each other. I moved to Kai, and we were soon kissing passionately. Morning breath, be damned, I wanted to taste Kai. We locked in a tight embrace, as we kissed, our tongues playing in each other’s mouths. After a few minutes, we laid back down, and Kai looked at me. “Do you know how much I love you, Jason?” he asked. “Yes,” I said, “because I love you more.”

We held each other; hugging and sharing this precious time. No words were needed.

About fifteen minutes later, John appeared at the bedroom door. “Okay, you two lovebirds, get out of bed. Breakfast is ready.”

So began day two of Kai’s visit to San Diego.

 

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Part eleven: The Emerging Triad

After breakfast, we asked Kai if there was anything he would like to do. “How about we go to the pool for a while?” We spent the next few hours swimming, relaxing, and enjoying the perfect San Diego day. “I could get used to this,” Kai said.

Jason got up and excused himself to home and take a shower. Kai and I sat and talked for a few minutes, sharing our thoughts about his visit. We continued talking as we walked back home. Back home, we went our separate ways to take showers. John was just finishing dressing. “Beat you,” he said. Kai and I showered quickly and were soon ready to begin the day.

We didn’t get out of the house until noon and went to some of our favorite places around San Diego. We wanted Kai to experience as much of San Diego as we could squeeze into a short three-night visit.

We wound up in La Jolla around 2:30 and had a late lunch overlooking the ocean at one of our favorite places: George’s at the Cove. Kai marveled at the view. “You sure don’t see this in Dallas.” “I really miss living near water. I wouldn’t want to move back to Hawaii, but I sure would like to get out of the concrete jungle of Dallas at some point.”

We were finishing lunch when Kai said, “I just want you both to know that I am having a great time. I now truly feel like it’s okay for me to love Kai, and I know that must be hard, John.” “No, Kai, what would be hard is if I didn’t know the depth of your connection with Kai,” John said, continuing, “And I am really enjoying getting to know you. Last night was very powerful for me: sleeping with you and Kai; the three of us. It felt natural, and I felt nothing other than excited about exploring the connection you and Jason have, and the possibility of where the three of us could take it.”

The restaurant was nearly empty, the lunch crowd having left. We sat looking out at the ocean. John continued: “So we said that we would talk about what tonight might bring. I’m fine with repeating last night, Kai. No sex, but just being physically close.” “Kai, I don’t want you to feel any pressure.”

“Thanks, John,” said Kai. “I want us to take it to the next level. I want to have sex with both of you. I want to explore what it means to be with two men at one time. And I could get graphic and tell you what I want to happen, but we can discuss that later. After all, we don’t want to spring erections in a restaurant overlooking the ocean in La Jolla,” he laughed.

John said, “I was hoping you would say that, Kai,” and then he looked at me and said, “Jason, you’ve been awfully quiet. What about you? How do you feel about taking this to the next level?” I smiled and said “I couldn’t be happier.” I then leaned over and gave them each a quick kiss on the lips.

John, with a smirk on his face, said, “I couldn’t help it, Kai,” pointing to his shorts and his very obvious erection. He laughed: “I think we should sit for a few minutes before we get up.”

The day passed in a blur of anticipation. We spent the next few hours exploring La Jolla. Sunset was approaching and we were getting ready to leave when I asked Kai and John if they wanted to grab a drink. “As long as I can see the ocean, I’m game,” Kai said. “I know just the place,” I told them, and we were soon at the Lahaina Beach House; a casual bar known for being a perfect place to watch the sunset.

Having had a late lunch, we weren’t hungry. We had a couple of beers each and ordered a nacho plate to share. That would get us through the night.

We sat along the railing overlooking the beach. The view of the approaching sunset was unobstructed. We sat and watched the most beautiful sunset disappear beyond the horizon. It was a magical way to end our time in La Jolla.

We drove home and, after walking into the house, Kai excused himself to go and take a shower. John and I needed a shower as well. I asked John to give me a few minutes before joining me. John smiled, knowing that this was my way of telling him that I was going to douche. Knowing Kai, I knew that he would also douche. Over the past weeks since we met, I have taught Kai the true meaning of the old adage, “the cleaner, the better,” especially when it comes to getting your ass eaten.

When Kai returned to the living room, he whispered to me, “I douched, just in case.” I laughed, “Me too.” John was just finishing showering and joined us, just as Kai and I settled down on the sofa. John was wearing a robe, and I had shorts on. No shirt, just shorts. Kai also had on shorts and a T-shirt. John sat, his legs spread apart. Kai looked at him and caught a glimpse of his balls, hanging low. “Nice view, John,” he laughed.

After a few minutes, I said, “Three guys squeaky clean and ready for bed.” We all laughed. John was the first to get up. He looked at us and simply said, “Shall we?” We got up and walked into the bedroom.

We stripped down without fanfare and climbed into the bed, our hearts pounding. We all were erect by the time we settled into the bed. Kai turned to John, his eyes filled with longing. “I want you,” he whispered. John looked at me, and I nodded, a nod that told him that I was fine with this. “I want you too,” John replied, his voice husky with desire.

Kai turned to me, his hand cupping my cheek. “And I want you, Jason.” I leaned into his touch, my heart pounding in my chest. “I want you too, Kai,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

John started by kissing Kai deeply, his hands exploring Kai's body. I moved to Kai's other side, my lips gently kissing and nibbling his neck. Kai moaned into John's mouth, his body pressing against both of us. John's hand found one of Kai's sensitive, large nipples, rolling it between his fingers. I mirrored his actions, my thumb circling the other nipple. Kai gasped, his body arching into our touches.

John broke the kiss, his eyes meeting mine over Kai's shoulder.

John reached Kai's cock, his tongue circling the tip before taking it fully into his mouth. Kai gasped, his body shuddering with pleasure. I could see the desire in his eyes, and it turned me on even more. I moved down, my tongue tracing a path down Kai's stomach. I reached around to find his tight and inviting asshole. I asked John if he wanted me to get Kai’s ass ready for him. “Absolutely,” he said.

I had Kai roll on his side. John let go of Kai’s cock momentarily until he was on his side. John put Kai’s cock in his mouth again, but not before sucking on Kai’s balls. I leaned in, having spread Kai’s ass cheeks. His beautiful hole, a shade darker than his beautiful light brown skin, awaited me. My tongue began circling the sensitive flesh. Kai moaned, his body trembling with pleasure. I rimmed him, my tongue delving deeper with each pass. Kai was writhing between us, his moans filling the room.

I reached for the lube, squirting a generous amount onto my fingers. I circled Kai's hole, teasing him before slowly pushing a finger inside. Kai moaned, his body pushing back against my finger. I added another finger. He took the second finger easily. Kai was moaning continuously now, his body writhing between us. I could feel the outer ring of his asshole relaxing, ready to take more.

After getting Kai loosened up, he rolled onto his back and raised his legs, putting them on John’s shoulders. John looked at me and smiled as he moved up, his cock pressing against Kai's hole. Kai pushed back against him, eager to take him in.

I took John's cock in my hand, guiding it into Kai's ass. It was a powerful moment; helping my partner mount Kai's ass; the two men I love engaged in one of the most intimate acts possible. I looked at John’s beautiful, thick cock. The foreskin pulled back and the tip of his cock ready to provide Kai the pleasure I have loved every time John fucks me.

John entered him slowly, inch by inch, until he was fully impaled in Kai’s ass, his balls pressed against it. Kai looked at us and commented on how big and thick John’s cock was. “Another first,” he said, breathlessly, “the first time I’m getting fucked by an uncut cock.”

I was mesmerized by the sight of John’s cock buried in Kai’s ass. I reached out and grabbed John’s balls, feeling the weight and warmth of them in my hand. I gently felt around Kai’s hole, tracing the outline of John’s hard cock as it stretched Kai open. Kai moaned, his body trembling with pleasure. I moved up, my cock pressing against Kai's lips. He took me eagerly, his head bobbing up and down, his mouth hot and wet around my shaft. The room was filled with the sounds of our pleasure.

The sensation of Kai's tight mouth around my cock was incredible. I reached around, my hand finding Kai's cock. I stroked him in time with John's thrusts, my hand slick with his precum and the lube I had applied earlier. Kai was moaning continuously now, his body writhing between us. John increased his pace, his hips slamming against Kai's ass. I could feel his mouth tightening around my cock, and it pushed me closer to the edge. John slowed down, fucking Kai slowly. Pulling all the way out and then shoving his cock back into Kai’s ass with a single push. “Oh my god,” John said, continuing, “I’m so close.” He kept fucking Kai’s ass until his orgasm was inevitable.

“I’m cumming,” John yelled, pushing his cock with one final, powerful thrust as far into Kai's ass as he could, his body tensing as he unloaded deep inside Kai.

Kai's ass milked John's cock of every last drop of cum, the sensation driving John wild. I continued fucking Kai's face, my hips moving faster and harder. Kai's mouth swirling around my shaft as he took every inch of me. I could feel my orgasm building, the pressure in my balls intensifying. With a loud moan, I came, my cock pulsing as I released stream after stream of cum into Kai's eager mouth. Kai swallowed every drop, his throat working to take it all.

John pulled his cock out of Kai, and his cum started running out of Kai's ass. Without hesitation, my tongue found Kai's asshole, and I savored the taste of John's cum; the cum that he had just given to Kai. I licked and sucked, cleaning every last bit of cum from Kai's hole, my own cock hardening again at the taboo act. Kai moaned, his body shuddering with pleasure as I rimmed him, his ass relaxed and open from just getting fucked by John.

Kai rolled onto his back, revealing his still-rigid cock, his crotch matted with precum. Kai had given both John and me such great pleasure that it was now his turn. John grabbed Kai's cock and smiled. “You decide, Kai,” he said. “What would you like us to do for you?” Sheepishly, Kai smiled, looked at both of us, and said, “I want to fuck you, Jason.” John's face lit up. “Great idea,” he said. “Jason, are you okay with that?” “What do you think?” I replied, smiling at Kai.

“And Kai, I just came, we both just came, so don’t worry about another orgasm for either of us. This is about you,” I said. Kai grabbed the lube and put it on his cock. After his cock was fully coated, John took the bottle of lube from him and got my ass ready, using the lube and his fingers to stretch me.

“I want you, Kai,” I said, my voice filled with desire.

Taking charge, he told me to get on my stomach. I raised my hips, and he placed a pillow under me. Kai laid on top of me, his full weight pressing me into the mattress. I could feel his cock sliding up and down my ass crack, the sensation driving me wild. Then I felt a familiar hand. It was John's. He took Kai's cock and guided it into my hole, just like I had done when I guided his cock into Kai.

“Fuck me, Kai,” I moaned, eager to feel him inside me. Kai slowly pushed in until his balls were up against my ass. He started to fuck me, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. Hard and fast, he pounded into me, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through my body. I could feel his balls slapping against my ass.

John came up on the bed and took Kai's face, kissing him deeply as he fucked me. John reached down and felt around my hole as Kai's cock went in and out; the sensation of his fingers and Kai's cock driving me wild.

Without touching my cock, I felt the signs of an approaching orgasm. Kai was fucking me, and I was going to cum. “I’m going to cum,” I said, the second hands-free orgasm that Kai had given me since we met. Kai moved even faster. I tensed up and felt my ass clamping around Kai’s cock as I shot a huge load onto the bed. I found myself whimpering after my orgasm had passed, relishing the feel of Kai fucking me. I looked up and John was kissing Kai again; their tongues engaged in a beautiful dance.

I could sense the telltale signs that Kai was going to cum. I could feel his cock swelling, he was breathing heavier, and within a minute he said to us, “I’m close…and then he moaned, “I’m going to cum.” I squeezed Kai’s cock with my ass and felt his cock shoot deeply into my ass. He collapsed on top of me. John was rubbing Kai’s back and ass. “I want to see you pull out, Kai,” John said. Kai pulled out and John watched Kai’s cum run down my ass. He scooped some of the cum into the palm of his hand and brought it to my face, feeding me Kai’s cum.

“How was that, Kai?” John asked. “That was amazing,” Kai replied.

After catching his breath, Kai laughed and then said, “that definitely confirmed that I like being a top. But when you fucked me, John, it confirmed that I love being a bottom. So I guess I am officially versatile.” We all laughed and laid on the bed hugging each other tightly.

For a while, the only sound was our breathing. We soaked in the feeling of the silent connection we were sharing. After several minutes, John got up and turned on the shower. He appeared at the bathroom door, and with a smile, said, “Come on boys, time to clean up.” Fortunately, we have a large shower and the three of us fit perfectly. We rinsed off, soaping each other and taking extra time to wash each other’s cock, balls, and mine and Kai’s ass. Yes, we became erect again, but we were tired and ready to crawl into bed. There was tomorrow and we knew that there would be plenty of time for more orgasms.

We dried off and soon were back in bed, propped up on pillows and as close to each other as was possible, with Kai in the middle.

It was after midnight and it was time to sleep; together in the same bed for the second time; the three of us. We cuddled, and I softly said, “I could get used to this.” Kai said, “Me too,” followed by John a few seconds later, “Me three.”

Sleep arrived quickly along with a feeling that Kai could easily become a part of our family.

 

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Part twelve: Preordained Love

I woke up on Sunday morning; Kai’s last full day in San Diego. He was leaving early Monday morning. Reaching out, I realized that I was the only one in bed. The door to the bedroom was closed. I looked at the clock and it was after 9 o’clock; long past the time I normally get up.

I walked out of the bedroom after putting on a pair of shorts. Opening the door, I could smell coffee. I needed coffee, so I was glad John or Kai had made it. When I entered the living room, I saw that Kai and John were on the sofa talking. Kai was laying on the sofa with his head in John’s lap. John’s left hand rested on Kai’s chest.

“Good morning,” I said. “Why did you let me sleep so late?” Kai said, “You looked so sweet; our sleeping Jason.” John told me that he and Kai had woken at the same time; around 7 o’clock and snuck out of the bedroom, deciding to let me get some additional rest. John laughed, “After the pounding Kai gave you last night, we figured you needed more rest.” Besides, this gave us an opportunity to have some John and Kai time. Kai sat up and said, “I’m glad we had this time, Jason,” and leaned over and gave him a kiss.

We decided to get ready for the day and go to our favorite weekend restaurant for brunch. We also discussed what else we wanted to do today. I said, jokingly, “We always have Sea World.” “Not on your life,” said Kai.

“How about Black’s Beach?” John suggested. “What’s that?” Kai asked. “It’s a nude beach. And there are some quiet coves where we can find a little privacy if we want. John and I go occasionally, although it’s been over a year since we’ve been.”

“I’m up for it,” Kai said, laughing at his choice of words.

We went to brunch and came back home and changed into board shorts and T-shirts. We were off to Black’s Beach. I brought along a backpack where I put three towels, sunscreen, and a few bottles of water.

After crossing over into Black’s Beach, I was the first to drop my shorts and shove them in the backpack; it was, after all, a nude beach. Kai and John followed suit, handing their short to me to put in the backpack.

With Kai in the middle, we held hands and walked down the beach. We felt self-conscious for a minute, but then realized we would have been out of place if we were anything but naked.

It was a perfect beach day. Soft breeze, not a cloud in the sky. We found a spot near one of the quieter coves, away from the main crowd. The cove was secluded, with tall cliffs on either side, providing a sense of privacy. We took turns putting on sunscreen and then spread out the towels I had brought along; side by side, they created a place where we would be close.

Suddenly, Kai had an idea. “One at a time, we get a blowjob,” he said, his eyes gleaming with mischief.

John and I exchanged a look, grinning at the suggestion. “Sounds like a plan,” I said, lying down on the towel. “Me first.”

Kai and John positioned themselves on either side of me. Kai took my cock into his mouth, sucking gently at first, then with more intensity as my moans increased. John leaned over, his hands roaming over my body, teasing my nipples and running his fingers through my hair. He then went down and started sucking on my balls. I could feel my orgasm building.

After a few minutes, I warned them that I was going to cum, my body shuddering as I shot a large load of cum into Kai's mouth. He held some in his mouth, then turned to John, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss, and shared it with him.

Next, it was Kai's turn. He lay down on the towel, his cock hard and ready, dripping precum. John and I positioned ourselves; John on Kai’s side, me between his spread legs. I took his cock into my mouth, sucking deeply as John's hands roamed over Kai's body. Kai's moans got louder when I took extra time licking the ridge under his tip. John was sucking on Kai’s balls and playing with his ass.

I could feel his body tensing as his orgasm approached. “I’m close…I’m going to cum,” Kai moaned, his body writhing as he shot his load into my mouth. John pulled me over to him so that we could kiss; he wanted some of what I had; Kai’s cum. I was happy to oblige.

Finally, it was John's turn. He lay down on the towel, his cock hard and ready. Kai and I positioned ourselves, me at the side of John, Kai between John’s legs. Kai was fascinated with the tip of John’s cock and his intact foreskin. He took the tip into his mouth, having pulled the foreskin back to reveal the prize. I pulled on John's balls, a favorite of his, and sucked them into my mouth. Kai continued to suck on John's cock, as my hands roamed his body.

John’s breathing gave a hint that he was going to cum; his body tensing as his orgasm approached. I leaned down, taking one of his nipples into my mouth, sucking and nibbling gently. This was all that was needed to push him over the edge, filling Kai’s mouth with his load.

Looking at me, I knew Kai wanted to share John’s cum and we played with it in our mouths, exchanging it back and forth. Finally swallowing, we ended with a long kiss.

We lay there for a moment, our bodies slick with sweat and cum. “Now, that’s what I call a good day at the beach,” Kai said, smiling. I took the bottles of water I had packed and handed John and Kai one. “Drink up, boys, we need to stay hydrated,” I laughed.

As the sun began to set, we made our way back to the main beach, slipping on our board shorts as we neared the edge of Black’s Beach. We packed up our things and headed back to the car. Before we got in the car, Kai gave John and me a hug and said, “What a great day.”

Back at the house, we decided to order in for dinner. John thought we should take Kai out for dinner; it was his last night in San Diego. “I’d rather stay home,” Kai said. “I want to spend time with the two of you.” I suggested pizza and beer. But first, we all agreed that we should take showers—we were still covered in sunscreen, a little sand, and traces of dried cum.

Kai went into the guest room bathroom, but before doing so, he whispered to me, “Make sure you douche.” I don’t know what he had in mind, but who was I to argue?

John realized that we had no beer, so he left to make a quick trip to the store. I took this opportunity to douche and shower. I was walking out of the bedroom, dressed in shorts and a tank top, when John got back. “My turn,” he said, as he put the beer in the refrigerator and then went down the hall to take a shower. Kai came out of the guest room bath, also in shorts and a T-shirt.

A few minutes later, John came back, “All clean,” he said. He was wearing sweatpants and no shirt. “Show off,” I said to him. “Always looking for an opportunity to show off your beautiful pecs.” We all laughed. Kai said, “I’m not complaining; it’s a beautiful view.” Kai and John settled onto the sofa, and I took the leather easy chair and ottoman that sat next to the sofa, angled so that it formed a perfect conversation area.

John went to the refrigerator and brought back three beers. Before taking his first swig, he held up the bottle and said, “To a magical weekend.” We all smiled. I turned on some background music, opened all of the windows, and we enjoyed the breeze of a perfect San Diego evening. John asked what we wanted on our pizza, and both Kai and I told him to surprise us. “I can do that,” he said as he walked to the kitchen to make the call.

We finished our beer at about the same time as there was a knock on the door with the pizza being delivered. John brought it into the living room with paper plates and napkins. “Let’s eat in here,” he said, setting the pizza on the coffee table. He then went back to the kitchen and brought us all another beer. We enjoyed our casual dinner, but more than that, we enjoyed being with each other.

It was almost 9 o’clock when we finished. Suddenly, it got very quiet. I knew we were all thinking the same thing: this was the last night that Kai was in town. I didn’t want Kai leaving without a clear direction of where we were going with this?

“What’s next?” I asked.

John started, “You know, I never thought I'd say this, Jason, but I'm glad you fell in love with Kai. He took Kai’s hand and continued, “Jason, Kai is an amazing person, and he makes you happy. And that's all I ever wanted for you; for us.” He continued, “And Kai, I didn’t know what to expect, yet now I can see why Jason fell in love with you; an unplanned love. This has all happened in such a short time. Not to get all spiritual, but it has a sense of being pre-ordained; not just a chance meeting with Jason when you were in DC.”

Kai, who had been quietly watching us, smiled and said, “You two are incredible. And I'm so lucky to have met Jason and fall in love with him. And now, John, I have met you and I feel an amazing connection with you as well.”

He stopped for a second and then continued, taking a deep breath before he said, “I can see a future that includes both of you; the three of us in a committed relationship. Whoever said that three people can’t fall in love and that the love can’t survive the stereotypical expectations that society imposes?” He continued, “I want this. And John, Kai and I had an unexpected head start, but there is no doubt in my mind that we will soon all be equals in the love that we can hopefully share.”

Kai stopped and turned and looked at both me and John. When our eyes met, we all started crying.

I got up and moved to the sofa to be closer to Kai and John. We let the tears flow, feeling the vulnerability of the moment. After the tears stopped, I asked a question that I knew may not have a full answer: “How will this work? Kai, you are in Dallas, we are here. Sure, a long-distance relationship is possible, but it takes work.” I may be getting ahead of myself, but I think we should talk about it; and we did, with a sense of excitement and promise.

We committed to being together at least twice a month; long weekends, vacations together, and when travel allowed, we would be together even if it was just two of us.

Kai said he liked the sound of the long weekends and asked if they could be in San Diego instead of Dallas. “I’m not in love with Dallas,” Kai said. “I’ve really fallen in love with San Diego. I didn’t realize I missed being near the water.” Kai also told us that his job allowed him great independence, so he knew that the three-day weekends could often be stretched to four or five days. We were like three kids talking about the future.

Our hearts and minds were racing. I said, “I guess this means that we are a triad?” Kai smiled and said, “It sure seems like it to me,” and John added, “No doubt about it,” and smiled as he pulled us closer to him. After a few minutes, Kai said, “I don’t want to leave tomorrow morning. I don’t want this to end.” I assured him that tomorrow was the end of the weekend, but the start of a whole new life for the three of us.

We shared kisses and continued to cuddle on the sofa; Kai’s head in John’s lap and me curled up beside John. It was getting late. We needed to be up early in the morning to get Kai to the airport.

Kai sat up and looked at us. “I have a favor to ask,” he continued. “This is my last night, and there is something that I would like to experience before I leave." "What is that?” I asked. He continued, “I want to be in the room, in your bed, our bed, when the two of you make love. John,I want to see you fucking Kai. I’ll be there with you, bearing witness to the two of you experiencing the expression of the love you’ve shared for the past six years.” He continued, “Does that seem weird?”

John pushed his sweatpants down, kicking them off. His cock was hard, and there was a hint of precum at the end of his foreskin. “I think you have my answer, Kai. Seriously, John continued, "it’s not weird, it’s beautiful.”

"Kai, it absolutely is not weird. I agree with John; it's beautiful" I said. “So, what are we waiting for?” I said as I got up, grabbed their hands, and led them to the bedroom.

Kai pulled the covers back, turned on one bedside lamp. The three of us got into bed. Kai gave me a kiss, followed by John, and then lay on his side to watch John and me. Kai’s cock was rigid, in anticipation of watching John fuck me.

John took me in his arm and pulled me to him. The kiss became more and more intense with every second. From experience, I knew that John would be in charge. When he fucked me, he called the shots. I loved this dominant side of him.

“Get on your stomach,” he said. I did as told and then felt him spreading my cheeks; exposing my asshole. John’s face disappeared between my cheeks as he started licking around my hole, teasing me, before he pushed his tongue into my ass, the tongue moving in and out. He would pull it out and lick my hole before shoving his tongue back in. After at least ten minutes of this, he sat up and grabbed the bottle of lube that was on the nightstand. He dribbled it in my crack. I then felt the first finger enter me, then another, and then a third. John was stretching me, getting me ready to be fucked. He found my prostate and expertly pushed on it, gently at first, then harder. He knew what turned me on.

Kai was watching us intently. His hard cock dripping precum onto the sheets. “So beautiful,” he said. “Thank you for sharing this with me,”.

John had me opened up, my ass was ready to take his cock. John lay on his back and took the lube and spread some on his cock. I knew what he wanted. He wanted me to ride him for a while. He wanted to see my face when his cock impaled me. He wanted me to be able to bend down and kiss him. I straddled him and reached back to find his cock. I guided it to my hole and slowly sank down on it until it was fully in my ass. I slowly started to ride John’s cock, up and down, faster and faster. He reached out and held my cock, rubbing the precum on the tip, my balls bouncing as I rode him faster and faster.

After a few minutes, John simply said, “On your back.” I pulled off of him and got on my back. John got between my legs and raised them up and over his shoulders. He took his cock and in one push, entered me, filling me until his balls were tight against my ass. He then started to fuck me. He was pounding my ass, the look on his face focused on me, looking me in the eyes, when he told me to jerk off.

“Do you want Kai kissing you when you cum?” “Yes,” I said. John looked at Kai, and he moved up and started to kiss me. His tongue filled my mouth and mine his. As we kissed, I felt my orgasm approaching. I clenched down on John’s cock, giving him a sign that I was going to cum. I came with a powerful force that shot a load of at least six ropes of cum up to the headboard. John slowed down for a minute and then pulled out. Telling me to get on my stomach.

He laid on top of me and mounted me with one push of his cock into my waiting ass. He was fucking me hard and fast. He told Kai to come to him; he also wanted to be kissing Kai when he came. Kai went to John, and they kissed in a manner unlike any other kiss they had shared this weekend. The intensity of the kiss was all John needed to push him to his orgasm. I squeezed my ass, and John pushed his cock into me and stopped as he filled my ass with his cum.

Kai was on his knees as John and I collapsed from the intensity of the fucking I just received. “I need to cum,” he said. “Watch me jerk off.” Kai took his cock, using his precum as lube, and was quickly at the point where he was going to cum. “Cum for us, Kai,” I said. His hand moving faster, his balls tightening, he yelled that he was cumming and shot his load all over my chest.

John moved down and licked it up, saving it in his mouth so he could share it with me, and I, in turn, could share it with Kai; the circle complete.

After another quick shower, our third of the day, we were back in bed, our legs intertwined, hugging each other. It was late—almost 2:00 a.m., and we realized that it was time to sleep. We needed to have Kai at the airport in eight short hours.

John reached over and turned off the bedside lamp. With the exception of the light of the night sky streaming through the window, it was dark. We were all comfortably cuddled together. The room became quiet. At this moment, I realized that this—the three of us cuddled together as we drifted off to sleep—was the most intimate experience we shared this weekend.

Before closing my eyes, I said, “I love you, Kai. I love you, John.” Kai then said, “I love you, Jason,” and then something unexpected happened when he said, “I love you, John.” In the darkness, I could tell that John was softly crying. After a moment, he said, “I love you too, Kai.” I knew he meant it. I knew that the past days had shown the three of us, the triad, that a love between three men is possible. John then said, “And Jason, I will always…always, love you.”

As I was about to drift off to sleep, entwined in the arms of the two men I loved, I couldn't help but recall Maya Angelou's words:

"Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope."

Our lives had taken an unexpected turn, yet somehow, it all felt right. I couldn't imagine my life without John and Kai. We had begun to weave a beautiful tapestry of love, possibilities, and hope.


End note: The depth of this narrative has surpassed my expectations, turning into a thorough exploration of our relationship. The final part will bring the story full circle, offering an update on the progression of our triad.

 

[dupont36]

Epilogue: Everlasting love

Over the next four years, our lives unfolded in a way that felt like a dream come true. We had proved the doubters wrong; three gay men can be in a committed relationship and thrive.

Six months after Kai's visit, he was transferred to Los Angeles, allowing him to escape Dallas, a city he had never grown to love. He was now a short distance from our home, which had become his home as well. The proximity allowed us to see each other almost every week; we were spending three or four nights together each week.

We were a triad and we loved every moment of it. We didn’t hide it. Friends and family were all aware that it was the three of us; equal partners in our love. We proved the doubters wrong.

Our bond deepened with each passing day. Most importantly, we had fun together, shared our hopes and dreams with each other, and the sex just kept getting better, something I didn’t think was possible. Whether it was the three of us exploring new restaurants, taking weekend getaways, or simply relaxing at home, our love grew stronger and more profound.

John and I would sometimes spend time alone with Kai when the other was away for work or travel. These moments were precious and let us explore our individual connections without fear or jealousy of the other.

We went on vacations together and even introduced Kai to our families, who, though initially confused by the dynamics of our relationship, accepted him with open arms. They saw the love and happiness we shared, and that was enough for them.

Our life was perfect.

But life has a way of throwing curveballs, and ours was no exception. Kai made the short drive to Los Angeles, arriving late on a Thursday afternoon. John and I weren’t home when he arrived, still at work. When we got home, Kai was unusually quiet. We had planned on going out for dinner, but Kai asked if we could eat at home instead.

We made a drink and went to the living room. Kai started to cry. "What’s wrong?" I asked. The answer came after Kai was able to finally talk: He had met someone—a handsome and intelligent man named Ethan. They met at a dinner party in West Hollywood hosted by one of Kai’s co-workers, and their connection was instant and profound.

Kai found himself falling in love, a feeling that was both exhilarating and terrifying. He tried to push it away, but ultimately realized that he was in love with Ethan. He knew that this would change the dynamics of our relationship, but he also knew that he couldn't ignore the depth of his feelings for Ethan.

With the news out, there was no going back to the world that existed over the past three years. John and I exchanged a glance. We had always known that our relationship was unique, and we had talked about the possibility of one of us, particularly Kai, finding love outside of our triad. But hearing Kai say the words out loud made it feel more real, more immediate.

"I'm happy for you, Kai," John said, his voice sincere, but his eyes welled up with tears. He continued, “But I can't help feeling like this is the end of something special.”

Tears streamed down my face as I spoke. “I don’t know what to say. I feel like I want to puke.”

Kai came over to me and hugged me as tightly as he ever has, and we both sobbed. This was clearly going to be the weekend of tears. I finally was able to say, “This doesn’t change my love; our love, for you, Kai.”

I continued, “Ethan sounds wonderful, and we can't wait to meet him. But knowing that our triad is going to come to an end…it hurts. It hurts so fucking much.”

"I know. I'm so sorry. I never wanted to hurt either of you,” Kai said.

After a while, Kai said, “We always said that we would be brutally honest with each other, and that has served us well. After meeting Ethan, I could have continued living our wonderful life while exploring my connection with Ethan. That wouldn’t be fair to either of you, or to me."

He continued "There will be a change, but it’s not immediate; we need to work through this and process what it means to make this change in a way that honors our love.” Kai started sobbing again, finding it hard to get the words out. “I don’t want to lose your love. I don’t want to hurt either of you. I’m confused, but my heart is telling me something, and I need to listen to it, just like you did, John, when Jason fell in love with me and you opened your heart to me. And just like we did, Kai, when we fell in love. We all followed our hearts and look what we have created.”

“Ethan is... he's everything I didn't know I was looking for.”

Kai told us that Ethan knew about our triad, and while he didn’t fully understand it, he was willing to learn. And most importantly, he was willing to give Kai the time and space he needed to navigate the change in our relationship. “So, this isn’t immediate,” Kai said. “I need time to work through this with both of you.”

Kai then started to cry and then said through his tears, “Can I sleep in our bed tonight?” John smiled and said, “We are going to work through this, Kai. Of course—of course you can. You are welcome in our bed; Jason’s, yours, and mine, until you tell us that the time is right for you to take the next step in your relationship with Ethan.”

As the night wore on, we found solace in each other's arms. The sex we had shared over the past four years had been incredible, a testament to the depth of our love and the intensity of our connection. We had explored every inch of each other's bodies. Tonight was about comforting each other; about loving each other and about settling into this new reality.

I said, “I have a favor to ask the two of you. Remember the first night when you, Kai, came to visit us; your first visit to San Diego? The first night you were here, we slept together; we kissed, we held each other, but we didn’t have sex. I want to do that tonight. I just want to be close to the two of you.”

Kai looked at me and said, “Will we have sex again? Ethan knows that we will be working through our new reality, and I told him that may include us continuing, for now, to have sex.” John looked at me and then said, “Yes, Kai. We will, but I think Jason’s idea for tonight is a good one.”

Kai hugged us tightly, his arms wrapped around both of us. We started to cry again as we begun the journey of processing the raw emotion of our goodbye. We were grieving a loss that had yet to fully happen. This was real. This was an ending. But it was also a beginning, a new chapter in our lives that we would face together, even if it meant apart.

"We love you, Kai," John whispered, his voice choked with tears.

"I love you both," Kai replied through his tears. “Always.”

As the night gave way to dawn, we lay there, entwined in each other's arms, the weight of the impending change pressing down on us. We were a family. An unconventional one, but we were one nonetheless.

The days and weeks that followed were a blur of emotions. We talked, cried, and laughed. We knew things were changing. We were intentional in our parting. It wasn’t rushed, but we knew it would soon change.

In the end, we decided to take a step back, giving Kai the space to explore his feelings for Ethan. It was a painful decision, but one we all made with love and understanding.

We all needed space and time. Our weekends came to an end, although we did talk often. We knew that our triad had been a beautiful chapter in our lives, and we were grateful for every moment of it.

After a six-week separation and no visits, Kai asked if he could bring Ethan to San Diego. He wanted Ethan to meet his “family.” “Of course,” I told Kai. They came to San Diego on a Friday night. We were all nervous, but quickly settled into easy conversation with Ethan. He was everything that Kai told us. The love he had for Kai and vice versa was evident. It would be selfish of us not to be happy for Kai. This was the first night that Kai slept in the guest room, in the arms of another man.

When they left on Sunday evening, Kai kissed both of us and gave us hugs that showed that he didn’t want to let go; to say goodbye. We were all crying, including Ethan, who said, “Thank you for welcoming me into your home.” He gave us a hug and then excused himself to go to the car. “I’ll give you three some time.”

We stood there. Kai said, “So, I don’t know what to say.” I said to Kai, holding his hand and John’s, “We’ve said what was needed to be said. I am proud of us. We are moving on, with our love still intact. How cool is that?” trying unsuccessfully to lighten the mood. We walked Kai to Ethan’s car; one last hug and a quick kiss for each of us and he was on his way to his new life.

Sure, we would see Kai again, but we knew this was an ending. And it hurt. Over time, John and I were able to reflect on our memories, to smile again about our shared adventures, the laughter, the passion, and the love that had defined our journey together with this extraordinary man who had entered our lives over four years ago. Both of us knew this much: our love for Kai was everlasting.

 

[Cincyreel]

Epilogue: Everlasting love

Over the next four years, our lives unfolded in a way that felt like a dream come true. We had proved the doubters wrong; three gay men can be in a committed relationship and thrive.

Six months after Kai's visit, he was transferred to Los Angeles, allowing him to escape Dallas, a city he had never grown to love. He was now a short distance from our home, which had become his home as well. The proximity allowed us to see each other almost every week; we were spending three or four nights together each week.

We were a triad and we loved every moment of it. We didn’t hide it. Friends and family were all aware that it was the three of us; equal partners in our love. We proved the doubters wrong.

Our bond deepened with each passing day. Most importantly, we had fun together, shared our hopes and dreams with each other, and the sex just kept getting better, something I didn’t think was possible. Whether it was the three of us exploring new restaurants, taking weekend getaways, or simply relaxing at home, our love grew stronger and more profound.

John and I would sometimes spend time alone with Kai when the other was away for work or travel. These moments were precious and let us explore our individual connections without fear or jealousy of the other.

We went on vacations together and even introduced Kai to our families, who, though initially confused by the dynamics of our relationship, accepted him with open arms. They saw the love and happiness we shared, and that was enough for them.

Our life was perfect.

But life has a way of throwing curveballs, and ours was no exception. Kai made the short drive to Los Angeles, arriving late on a Thursday afternoon. John and I weren’t home when he arrived, still at work. When we got home, Kai was unusually quiet. We had planned on going out for dinner, but Kai asked if we could eat at home instead.

We made a drink and went to the living room. Kai started to cry. "What’s wrong?" I asked. The answer came after Kai was able to finally talk: He had met someone—a handsome and intelligent man named Ethan. They met at a dinner party in West Hollywood hosted by one of Kai’s co-workers, and their connection was instant and profound.

Kai found himself falling in love, a feeling that was both exhilarating and terrifying. He tried to push it away, but ultimately realized that he was in love with Ethan. He knew that this would change the dynamics of our relationship, but he also knew that he couldn't ignore the depth of his feelings for Ethan.

With the news out, there was no going back to the world that existed over the past three years. John and I exchanged a glance. We had always known that our relationship was unique, and we had talked about the possibility of one of us, particularly Kai, finding love outside of our triad. But hearing Kai say the words out loud made it feel more real, more immediate.

"I'm happy for you, Kai," John said, his voice sincere, but his eyes welled up with tears. He continued, “But I can't help feeling like this is the end of something special.”

Tears streamed down my face as I spoke. “I don’t know what to say. I feel like I want to puke.”

Kai came over to me and hugged me as tightly as he ever has, and we both sobbed. This was clearly going to be the weekend of tears. I finally was able to say, “This doesn’t change my love; our love, for you, Kai.”

I continued, “Ethan sounds wonderful, and we can't wait to meet him. But knowing that our triad is going to come to an end…it hurts. It hurts so fucking much.”

"I know. I'm so sorry. I never wanted to hurt either of you,” Kai said.

After a while, Kai said, “We always said that we would be brutally honest with each other, and that has served us well. After meeting Ethan, I could have continued living our wonderful life while exploring my connection with Ethan. That wouldn’t be fair to either of you, or to me."

He continued "There will be a change, but it’s not immediate; we need to work through this and process what it means to make this change in a way that honors our love.” Kai started sobbing again, finding it hard to get the words out. “I don’t want to lose your love. I don’t want to hurt either of you. I’m confused, but my heart is telling me something, and I need to listen to it, just like you did, John, when Jason fell in love with me and you opened your heart to me. And just like we did, Kai, when we fell in love. We all followed our hearts and look what we have created.”

“Ethan is... he's everything I didn't know I was looking for.”

Kai told us that Ethan knew about our triad, and while he didn’t fully understand it, he was willing to learn. And most importantly, he was willing to give Kai the time and space he needed to navigate the change in our relationship. “So, this isn’t immediate,” Kai said. “I need time to work through this with both of you.”

Kai then started to cry and then said through his tears, “Can I sleep in our bed tonight?” John smiled and said, “We are going to work through this, Kai. Of course—of course you can. You are welcome in our bed; Jason’s, yours, and mine, until you tell us that the time is right for you to take the next step in your relationship with Ethan.”

As the night wore on, we found solace in each other's arms. The sex we had shared over the past four years had been incredible, a testament to the depth of our love and the intensity of our connection. We had explored every inch of each other's bodies. Tonight was about comforting each other; about loving each other and about settling into this new reality.

I said, “I have a favor to ask the two of you. Remember the first night when you, Kai, came to visit us; your first visit to San Diego? The first night you were here, we slept together; we kissed, we held each other, but we didn’t have sex. I want to do that tonight. I just want to be close to the two of you.”

Kai looked at me and said, “Will we have sex again? Ethan knows that we will be working through our new reality, and I told him that may include us continuing, for now, to have sex.” John looked at me and then said, “Yes, Kai. We will, but I think Jason’s idea for tonight is a good one.”

Kai hugged us tightly, his arms wrapped around both of us. We started to cry again as we begun the journey of processing the raw emotion of our goodbye. We were grieving a loss that had yet to fully happen. This was real. This was an ending. But it was also a beginning, a new chapter in our lives that we would face together, even if it meant apart.

"We love you, Kai," John whispered, his voice choked with tears.

"I love you both," Kai replied through his tears. “Always.”

As the night gave way to dawn, we lay there, entwined in each other's arms, the weight of the impending change pressing down on us. We were a family. An unconventional one, but we were one nonetheless.

The days and weeks that followed were a blur of emotions. We talked, cried, and laughed. We knew things were changing. We were intentional in our parting. It wasn’t rushed, but we knew it would soon change.

In the end, we decided to take a step back, giving Kai the space to explore his feelings for Ethan. It was a painful decision, but one we all made with love and understanding.

We all needed space and time. Our weekends came to an end, although we did talk often. We knew that our triad had been a beautiful chapter in our lives, and we were grateful for every moment of it.

After a six-week separation and no visits, Kai asked if he could bring Ethan to San Diego. He wanted Ethan to meet his “family.” “Of course,” I told Kai. They came to San Diego on a Friday night. We were all nervous, but quickly settled into easy conversation with Ethan. He was everything that Kai told us. The love he had for Kai and vice versa was evident. It would be selfish of us not to be happy for Kai. This was the first night that Kai slept in the guest room, in the arms of another man.

When they left on Sunday evening, Kai kissed both of us and gave us hugs that showed that he didn’t want to let go; to say goodbye. We were all crying, including Ethan, who said, “Thank you for welcoming me into your home.” He gave us a hug and then excused himself to go to the car. “I’ll give you three some time.”

We stood there. Kai said, “So, I don’t know what to say.” I said to Kai, holding his hand and John’s, “We’ve said what was needed to be said. I am proud of us. We are moving on, with our love still intact. How cool is that?” trying unsuccessfully to lighten the mood. We walked Kai to Ethan’s car; one last hug and a quick kiss for each of us and he was on his way to his new life.

Sure, we would see Kai again, but we knew this was an ending. And it hurt. Over time, John and I were able to reflect on our memories, to smile again about our shared adventures, the laughter, the passion, and the love that had defined our journey together with this extraordinary man who had entered our lives over four years ago. Both of us knew this much: our love for Kai was everlasting.

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[P.J.9]

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[dupont36]

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[Cumngorich]

This is a true story. Names and some details have been changed.

I was in Washington D.C. for a work meeting. There were numerous meetings, a few work dinners, and ample time at night to catch up with friends at my favorite gay bars and restaurants. Although I live in San Diego, I spent a considerable amount of time in D.C. for work and had begun to consider it a second home.

Twenty years ago we lacked apps like Grindr or other hookup tools. Instead, we relied on gay chat rooms on AOL and other platforms that are now considered relics of the past.

In late twenties, I was in decent shape and perpetually horny. I came out when I was 18. My name is Seth.

One night, I was in one of the chat rooms and received a message from someone with the username "gayHawaiian." Intrigued, we started chatting. He was one year younger than me, the same height, and had recently come out to his friends and family.

He was visiting from Dallas and staying in Leesburg, Virginia, at the Lansdowne Resort. He told me his name was Kai. I learned that he was born in Hawaii. He worked for a large international corporation and was based out of their Dallas office. After chatting for a bit, we shared pictures (nothing explicit), and I liked what I saw. Kai was really attractive—dark, curly black hair and gorgeous brown eyes. "Very nice," he said, when I sent him my picture.

We chatted online for two hours before I suggested we talk on the phone. I gave Kai my phone number, and it rang within sixty seconds. His voice was deep and soft. We talked for close to two hours about various topics. The call never turned sexual. It felt like a conversation between two old friends reconnecting after a long absence.

During our conversation, I mentioned that I had a partner; we had been together for six years and were in an open relationship. Our love for each other wasn't diminished by sexual exploration. Kai admitted that this was all new for him. He had only recently come out of the closet.

I told Kai I enjoyed chatting and talking to him and asked if he wanted to keep in touch. Then, I took a chance and invited him to dinner the next night. He said he’d love to, but he was staying in Leesburg and didn’t have a rental car. I offered to pick him up. "Really?" he asked. "It’s a forty-five-minute drive from D.C." I assured him that it was no trouble. He quickly agreed. We decided I would pick him up at 5:30 PM, and we’d find somewhere near his hotel for an early dinner and drinks. He said he'd wait at the entrance to his hotel, and I told him what kind of car I’d be driving. He was excited to meet me and get away from his coworkers for a night. We agreed on a casual dinner, where we could both wear shorts and sandals. It was the middle of an oppressive D.C. heat wave, and neither of us wanted to dress up.

The next afternoon, I finished my meeting at 3:00, giving me time to prepare. As I showered, I got hard but didn't masturbate. While it was likely just dinner, there was a chance it could lead to something more. After all, when you put two gay men in their late twenties together, add a generous amount of testosterone, the possibilities become endless.

I drove to Leesburg, fortunately avoiding D.C.'s rush hour traffic. I pulled up five minutes early, and there he was. Smooth, light brown skin, perfect pecs under his white polo shirt, and shorts that fit his ass just right. I wore a light blue polo and shorts as well.

He waved and got in the car. Instead of a handshake, he leaned over and gave me a hug.

Dinner was great. We both enjoyed a couple of glasses of wine. We talked, laughed, and shared information about our pasts, families, and pets (we are both dog lovers). Afterward, we walked to the car and sat for a bit, continuing our conversation. Neither the chat or the phone call from the night before and now the dinner conversation had turned sexual. That was fine with me; I was happy to have met Kai whether or not anything sexual ever happened.

Clearly, I was pleasantly surprised when Kai reached over and held my face. Looking me in the eyes, he asked if he could kiss me. I said, "I thought you’d never ask."

His kiss was intense. Our tongues explored each other’s mouths. While we kissed, I put my hand on his crotch. He was hard, straining against his shorts. So was I.

He asked if I wanted to go back to his room. He was nervous about his coworkers seeing him bring someone to his room, so we came up with a plan. He’d go in first, and I’d follow a few minutes later. He gave me his room number—1221. I waited a bit, went to the elevator, and headed to the twelfth floor.

I knocked softly, and he opened the door with a big smile. He closed the door, pushed me against the wall, and we picked up where we left off in the car.

After a few minutes, we broke apart. He led me to the bed and pulled back the covers. We stood there, looking at each other as we stripped. Sandals off; shirts off; shorts dispensed with. (We had both gone commando, so no underwear.)

Kai’s cock was incredible. A deep mahogany color, probably from his Hawaiian heritage. Around six inches long and really thick. Mine is seven inches and also thick, with big balls. Kai had manscaped his solid black pubic hair, a perfect complement to his cock.

Kai stopped abruptly, his expression a mix of desire and anxiety. "I'm nervous," he confessed. "I haven't been with many guys. I pushed my sexuality aside for so long, trying to fit into what my family expected—straight, get married, have kids, you know. It’s still new to me."

I understood where he was coming from. Everyone has their journey, and I respected that. I gently placed my hand on his shoulder. "Hey, there's no rush. We'll take things slow. Whatever you're comfortable with, okay?"

Relief flashed across his face. "Thanks, Seth. I really appreciate it."

We settled back onto the bed, continuing to explore each other gently. He ran his hands over my chest, feeling the contours of my muscles. I did the same for him, marveling at the smoothness of his skin.

We were holding each other's cocks and balls. The weight of his thick, dark cock in my hand contrasted perfectly with the lighter shade of mine. Kai's veins stood out prominently, and the large, swollen head of his cock was leaking precum.

Kai moved down the bed, and his lips wrapped around the head of my cock. I felt a jolt of pleasure as his tongue flicked over the precum that had gathered there. His mouth was warm. He took me deeper as he worked his way down my shaft. At one point, he went a little too far and gagged. He stopped for a minute and looked at me, saying, “Remember, I’m new to this.”

The veins in my cock pulsed with each stroke of his tongue, and I could feel his nose brushing against my pubic hair.

As he sucked, Kai’s hands came into play. He wrapped one hand around the base of my cock, moving it in a steady, rhythmic motion that complemented his sucking. The combination of his lips and hand was electrifying, and I couldn't help but moan louder. Meanwhile, his other hand found my balls, gently pulling and massaging them.

Feeling the pleasure building, I knew I was getting close. I warned him, "I’m about to cum. You can pull off and let me cum on my stomach if you want."

Kai paused for a moment, taking my cock out of his mouth momentarily. He looked up at me and said, “No way...I’m going to swallow your cum.”

He returned to sucking me. The urgency in his movements intensified, his lips and tongue working feverishly as he drove me toward climax. I could feel the orgasm approaching. Each stroke of his tongue and squeeze of his hand pushed me closer to the edge. Unable to hold back any longer, I exploded, my cum shooting into his mouth. Kai swallowed it all.

As the waves of ecstasy subsided, I collapsed back onto the bed, panting heavily. Kai lifted his head and came up the bed to give me a kiss, sharing the taste of my cum.

After a few moments, I regained my composure and pushed Kai onto his back. I was eager to reciprocate. I needed to suck his cock. The urge was primal. I climbed between his legs and took his cock into my mouth. After sucking for a few minutes, I put his balls into my mouth, using both hands and my tongue to massage and stimulate them thoroughly. I gently rubbed his perineum, focusing on the area where his prostate resides, causing him to moan and squirm.

I returned to sucking Kai’s cock, and after a few minutes, it was clear that he was close. I took him to the edge, only to pull back, bringing him down just as he was about to climax. This teasing continued for a while. Finally, it was time. I sucked on his cock while pulling on his balls, feeling them tighten—a sure sign he was close. He told me he was going to cum, and I increased the intensity of my sucking, feeling his cock spasm in my mouth.

I was surprised by the intensity of Kai’s orgasm. It was explosive, and he squirted more cum than I knew was possible, his body convulsing with the force of his release. I swallowed it all, savoring the taste and the satisfaction of having brought him to such an intense climax. As the last waves of his orgasm subsided, I continued sucking on his softening cock.

Kai's orgasm was the most intense I had ever witnessed. He apologized for it, his voice tinged with embarrassment, saying that he was sorry that he was so out of control when he came. I looked up at him, confused. "What are you apologizing for?" I asked gently. "The intensity of your orgasm was amazing to witness. It shows how much you enjoyed it, and that makes me happy."

His face softened, a mix of relief and gratitude replacing the embarrassment. "Really?" he asked. "You didn't mind?"

"Not at all," I reassured him. "It was incredible. I loved every second of it." I told him that I had never been with someone whose climax was so dramatic. It was a sight to behold.

We crawled under the covers, and I took Kai into my arms. He put his head on my chest, and we talked about what had just happened. Kai then asked me if he could tell me something: "I have never fucked another man and I’ve never been fucked." He then told me that the totality of his experiences with other men had been mutual masturbation and a few blowjobs. He was clearly a quick learner.

It was getting late, and I needed to leave. Kai asked if I wanted to spend the night. While I would have loved to, I had an early morning meeting and didn’t want to risk getting stuck in rush hour traffic. I got dressed, and Kai put on a robe.

We kissed and then sat on the edge of the bed. "When can I see you again?" he asked. He told me that he would be leaving for Dallas the following evening after his day of meetings. I was scheduled to leave two days later.

We then hatched a plan. I had a nonstop flight to San Diego. Maybe I could change it; leave on an early morning flight that had a layover in Dallas. One of the perks of my constant travel was the ability to change flights at the last minute. I called the airline, and yes, flights were available. I would leave D.C. at 6:00 a.m. (5:00 a.m. Dallas time) and be in Dallas by 9:30. Kai would pick me up at the airport, and we would spend the day together. The last flight out of Dallas to San Diego was 10:45 p.m. We would have more than twelve hours to spend together.

And so it began.

There's a wealth of material I could delve into about this remarkable chapter in my life—where a blossoming relationship evolved into a deep and meaningful friendship.

Loved reading this. Evens poke more since I'm in Dallas, often.

 

[Cumngorich]

Great story. FYI in part one you called yourself Seth...now it is Jason

I noticed that also.

 

[dupont36]

Wow!

Thanks. Appreciate the feedback.