Sexcapades

We continued to kiss as Richard pulled on his c*ck and in what seemed like seconds he shot his hot sperm across our stomachs. He aimed it squarely at my c*ck now lying limp on my leg. Some hit my d*ck while some found its way to my chest. He then took his hand and rubbed the warm semen into our bodies like lotion. We lay there exhausted. Richard looked at me, then laid his head on my chest.

He whispered, "I love you baby." It was quiet but I heard it. I didn't reply. I just lay there rubbing my fingers through his sandy blonde hair.

I took a shower and dressed wondering where Lucas was. I walked quietly into the den spying my clothes on a chair near the door. Apparently Lucas had gone out for the evening. I walked back into the bedroom and Richard lay across the bed on his stomach asleep. His naked body glistening with the sweat from our workout. I stared at his a*s. His tight hot buns that just a few minutes ago embraced my d*ck. It was all I could do not to walk up and start kissing his beautiful buns. Biting on the cheeks. Perhaps run my tongue up his crack. I had never licked his a*s. But I knew I would. I had never even licked my wife's a*s but I knew that one day I would sneak my tongue up that hot hole. But it was late and I had to get home. That would have to wait.

I closed the apartment door locking it behind me. On the drive home, his word echoed through my head, "...I love you baby." I did not reply but deep down I knew I felt something too. Was it love? It was much more than just a curiosity. I went looking for a man with whom to experiment. Just a walk down the wild side. Instead, I found out something about myself. I was hooked on gay sex. I was hooked on Richard. He gave me a chance to walk away and instead I was drawn closer to him.

One thing was for sure - I wasn't just a slave to Lucas, I was a slave to passion. Deep down I knew I loved Richard too. I also knew that it made me hot to serve Lucas. Having another man make me do things I would never do on my own. Richard was right. There was something that attracted me to Lucas too. I liked it when he made me suck his big black d*ck. Having his hot come deposited in my a*s. Would he loan me out to friends like he did Richard? It would be embarrassing to serve his buddies. The thought of it had me hard as hell.

I thought about Wendy. We've been together since college. I knew I didn't want anything to happen with us but I knew I could never leave Richard. He makes me feel things I've never felt before.

I stared at the phone on my desk dreading the call I knew I had to make. Earlier in the day, my secretary slipped me a note while I was on the phone telling me a guy named Lucas was on line two. He didn't give a last name but I knew exactly who it was. Only one man would have the nerve to tell her, "Just tell him Lucas. He'll take the call..." I hurried my conversation and grabbed the line. "Hello..."

"You kept me waiting," said the familiar voice on the other end of the phone. "Not happy about that." He continued, "I think it's time Richard and I met the little lady. Why don't you call her and invite us over for dinner this weekend."

My mind was scrambling for excuses and the first thing that popped out was, "I don't think that's a good idea."

"Since when have you been doing the thinking boy? It's a great idea. You call me before you leave the office and let me know what night. Get it done." The phone clicked and in just a moment a dial tone replaced the voice which sent shivers through my body. Why did he want to come over? For the last three months I had been carrying on two lives that of a devoted husband and the other, a sex slave to a black master. Not to mention my deep relationship with another man... Richard.

I had convinced myself that Lucas had no interest in my marriage and now that I served him without question, why would he reveal the things I did outside my marriage to my wife?

I knew my wife loved me but I also knew that knowledge of my homosexual activity would be the end of my marriage. Last year, a couple we had known for years split up after his wife found out he was screwing some chick at his office. "If I ever catch you cheating on me, I'll leave you without looking back," my wife had warned. I knew she was serious.

For three months I have been having sex with two men. What started out as curiosity had led me to fall in love with another man. Both Richard and I were slaves to Lucas, a black man who reveled in his domination over us. However, Lucas understood Richard and I shared a deep loving, relationship. While we both had a need to be submissives, we also enjoyed the warm passion we shared with each other.

I loved Richard very much but I didn't want to hurt Wendy. I didn't want this affair, if that's what you called it, to end my marriage. I also knew I could not say no to Lucas. He had humiliating videos of me doing just about everything imaginable. Sucking d*cks, getting fucked up the a*s, making love to Richard and on at least one occasion, me telling Richard how much I loved him.

Don't invite them over and Lucas's sure to see Wendy gets a first hand look at my secret life. I really had no choice.

Lucas really enjoyed making both Richard and I squirm. Seeing our reactions when we were put in awkward situations. Several weeks ago, I arrived at Lucas and Richard's apartment to find Richard alone preparing us dinner. He said Lucas had gone out for the evening and he had made us his signature dish - lasagna. Dinner was superb and afterwards we both retired to the Jacuzzi bathtub with a bottle of Merlot. I enjoyed it when Richard took his foot and rubbed it along my shaft. He would take his big toe and trace circles around my nipples. We were both looking forward to a wonderful evening together when we heard a voice call out from the den.