It just dawns on me then that the coffee table was moved over to the corner today. Just then, Kit comes over and sits at our feet on the floor. I curl my fingertips in his chest hair just slightly before pulling my hands away. It’s firmer than I thought, despite his not being all that muscular. If you love someone there’s physical contact, right?” And he grabs my knee to punctuate the point. Jay makes his first move: “Ya people are so weird about touching. The conversation was then turned (purposefully I am now convinced) to the movie, and to friendship, and how it made sense that they crossed all those “lines” because they loved each other. I really wanted to feel what his chest felt like underneath my palm for some reason, to feel more of the heat his body was already radiating towards me. Whenever I turned to talk to him I was faced with that hairy chest of his that made me want to run my fingers through it… I found myself staring at one point in my buzzed state of mind. Jay grabbed a fresh round of beers for everyone before sitting back down on the couch next to me, his naked leg leaning against mine and his arm around the back of the couch behind me. This “we’re all friends” stuff didn’t change what we were doing… I couldn’t help but start to think of them as sexual creatures now, and I felt a stirring down below that I worried would be a bit embarassing… Considering I was in a pair of Fruit of the Loom briefs.īut hey, Jay had tighty whities too (boxer briefs weren’t really a thing in the 90s… So glad they’re here now!), so I didn’t feel so awkward about that part, and I sure as hell was enjoying watching Kit strip off that dress to reveal white lacy underwear, a lacy bra holding her A-cups, and that incredible long body of hers. As I pulled my shirt off and watched as Jay kicked his pants over to the side of the room, I realized I’d be mostly naked with them… And it was something I couldn’t ignore. It was a real shift I had to go through internally then. Kit: “Okay, if you guys are going to be in your underwear, I’ll do it. It’s true, I was boiling hot, but I really only had two modes: exhibitionist and shy self-conscious guy. Then he looks down at me and says: “Come on man, aren’t you dying?” Kit: “I’m not sitting here in my underwear, I’ll feel weird!” Jay says: “Well we’re all friends here, I mean, you have a bra on right? Just take that stupid dress off. From there it was about a mile of legs.Īnd this is the part I’m pretty sure they planned out. It was tight, showing off the flare of her hips and small breasts, and short. Listen I’ve got to tell you about this dress. Kit is fanning herself and complaining about how hot it is in this velvet dress she was wearing.
STRAIGHT GUY GAY BLOWJOB THREESOME WINDOWS
Like I said this is an attic apartment and Jay didn’t have an air conditioner, so the windows were all open but there wasn’t enough breeze. I sit on the couch, Kit sits on the chair next to it, Jay sits on the couch next to me… and that’s a bit different because Kit’s sitting in Jay’s normal seat but whatever.Īnd it’s goddamn hot. As we go into his apartment Jay locks the door and says: “Nobody else coming over tonight, just the threesome!” He gives me a wink, I laugh.
Back to Jay’s for beers.Īt the time I didn’t think anything was up but in retrospect it’s pretty clear that evening was carefully planned by those two. Kit gets a little flirty and handsy with both of us, but plays it off as just having a bit of silly fun.
We watch them inevitably have an R-rated 3-way. And guess what? The gay guy wants the straight guy, the straight guy wants the girl, and the girl wants the gay guy. It’s about three college students who somehow end up roommates.
STRAIGHT GUY GAY BLOWJOB THREESOME MOVIE
So we go, and the movie they want to see is called “Threesome”. One night Kit calls me up and says her and Jay were going to the movies and did I want to go too? Why not. (I miss the 90s.) Despite the unrequited sexual tension we were all having a pretty good summer together. One summer for about a month the three of us found ourselves hanging around together a lot in Jay’s smoke-filled beer-stained attic apartment. So to review: Jay wanted me, I wanted Kit, Kit wanted Jay. It’s one of the reasons I respected her as a friend actually, that whole goal-driven thing. Him being gay was just another challenge for her. Spent a LOT of time thinking about those long, long legs wrapping around me. She was pale, slim, big eyes, great smile, and with legs that just went on and on and on… She was an inch taller than me too, so around 6′ 2” or so. Well I say “crush”… Let’s just call it what it is: I thought she was hot as hell. Meanwhile, I had this crush on my friend Kit.