Bad ending

Of course, we had sex, and he was the first guy ever I dated to experiment stuff with, so we shared a rather close bond. I think all areas of our relationship were fulfilled very well and I was happy to have made it that far with him. However, good things do not last.

It all started one weekend when his parents were away from home. He had the day off from work and so did I, so of course we arranged plans to meet up and hook up at his house. His parent’s bed has had us naked on it more times than his parents would like to know. I went that day to his house, it was around 4 p.m. it was a cloudy day, but it never rained. He was eager to have me over.

We made a pizza together to eat, then had it with some wine while watching TV. After being done, we began to kiss on the couch, slowly but passionately. As the heat began to build up, we started to kiss faster, and he took of my shirt. “Your parent’s room” I said under my breath, and he smiled. He held me up and kissed me while carrying me all the way to his parent’s bedroom. It was very hot and romantic.

He threw me on the bed and began to undress before me, quickly, while I undressed slowly. He jumped over me and began to kiss my neck, finishing undressing me. He put his dick on my face and I sucked it off, of course. His dick was smaller than mine but it was a very good size. While I was blowing him, he stroked my dick gently, then he got back and raised my legs up to his face, and slowly put his cock inside of my asshole.

He thrusted into me for a good while, and I jerked off while he fucked me. Before long, I came over myself, and then he pulled out and let out a big load over me. He bent down to kiss me and we laughed afterwards. We we’re lucky no semen fell over his parent’s bed sheets. Then, he looked for a towel so we could clean ourselves then laid down next to me on bed.

“That was fun” he said, looking into my eyes. “But I would like to add variety” he added. “What do you mean? Do you want a toy?” I asked, not trying to be funny as I was clueless what he meant. He laughed. Then, he began to tell me about some things he had been thinking about for a while. Basically, he wanted to have a threesome, but not in an open relationship way but more like just for fun, to try new things.

I was very unsure about this because I do not like sharing my man, but he seemed to be really into it and it made me sort of curious why he wanted to have a threesome so much. He proceed to tell me he had a friend who was willing, and it was surprising because it seemed to me like he had been planning this for a while now. Not really eager to, I decided to follow into it and I agreed. He seemed pretty excited.

He said we could meet at his friend’s place the following weekend, because his friend lives alone. All this was suspicious and started to make me doubt him, but I tried to remain positive. The week went by in a blink, and my boyfriend could certainly only talk about the threesome. I tried to absorb his excitement but I could not. When the day of truth arrived, he drove to my house to pick me up so we could go to his friend’s place. We drove silently there, listening to the music playing on the radio. It was twilight already when we got there; it was an apartment building which seemed to be old. We got up to the 4th floor, where his friend lived, and went to his apartment. It was small but cozy, but the furniture looked rather old. We chatted for a while so this guy could get to know me, then we walked into his bedroom.

He sat down next to me and asked me to kiss him while my boyfriend watched, and I did, even if I did not want. The threesome had not started and things were awkward already. My boyfriend watched how we kissed while undressing, then he sat next to his friend and they began to kiss. I went ahead and started to undress, then I had my boyfriend’s friend sucking my cock. It was really weird and I could barely stay hard, because of the sight of my naked boyfriend. He stood up to kiss me, and it was probably the single best part of the threesome.

Then, the guy got naked and we all laid on bed and kissed each other. While I kissed my boyfriend, this guy kissed his chest and alternated between us to lick my nipples and kiss my neck. It was arousing but still very weird. Then, my boyfriend and this guy did a 69 while I watched. It was really hard for me and I could barely stand it. Then, my boyfriend told me to get on all fours so he could penetrate me.

I got in all fours and was ready to be penetrated, but then the other guy stood in front of me and wanted me to suck his dick. I tried to, but I could not. I flinched and told them I did not want to do it anymore, and they looked at me funny but confused. I stood up and began to dress up, then I told my boyfriend I wanted to leave. I recall his friend calling me boring, but I shrugged it off. I finished dressing up and my boyfriend began to dress up, apologizing to his friend. Then, we left to his car.

“I”m sorry” I said as he started the engine. “I ask one thing and you ruin it” he said, without looking at me. “Huh? You Know, if it involved only us, I would have no problem. You seemed to enjoy sucking his dick a lot” I said aggressively. “That is a little selfish” he said, as he drove away from the building. “Because I do not want to share you?” I looked at him but he kept his face on the road. “Yeah” he said.

“If you do want to fuck other guys why don’t you just do it then?” I asked, feeling the tears wanting to pop out of my eye sockets. “Seems like I have no option”, his words crushed me. He was so cold suddenly. I had no explanation. “Are you breaking up with me because I did not want to fuck another guy?” I asked, not able to hold the tears back. “Don’t put it that way” he said, parking in front of my house. “I just say it how it is” I said, still looking at him. “we’ll talk later” he said, and I left his car.

We did not talk until a few days later, and I spent all that time feeling anxious, cheated on and insecure. When he called me again, it was to break up. I could only imagine he had a lot of fun with his friend and did not want me in the way. He threw 2 years of relationship to the trash because of sex. Does this make sense? Maybe he was not the person I  thought.