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I wasn't use to much sensation in my ass, however Alec's tongue was doing some amazing things to my hole, making it hard to concentrate. Hard to concentrate mostly on Derrick's warm wet mouth working it's way up and down the shaft of my cock. The margaritas, the hot tub we had just left, and my two attractive partnered co-workers were giving me every reason to just relax and go with the flow.

Alec and Derrick were a couple, who both worked at the company I had just joined, each in a different department. Derrick and I worked a couple cubes from one another, and he quickly identified me as the new homo on the block. Alec worked in procurement and often travelled. Each had been friendly and offered me a lot of advice in a new company, in a new town, in a damn near new life. I took great pleasure in their company as they showed me the sites and scenes.

"Baby, he has got to fuck me," Alec panted from behind me. This was a bit of a surprise from "Mr. Top". But he had a fine ass, and I wasn't about to say no.

I hadn't really planned on getting into the situation in the first place. I had done the threesome thing with a couple before. It ended poorly. I was determined not to start my reputation as a home wrecker.

However, when Derrick extended the invite to grab drinks, pizza and some non-romantic comedy, while Alec was out of town, I couldn’t resist the chance to shed my hermit ways.

"They have to be fucking one another," Derrick said matter-of-factly as he raised the white Russian to his lips."

I grinned madly, "Of course they are. How else do you expect that Madeline got that promotion." Two white Russians in and my inner bitch had decided to visit and rip on our lycra-clad director of something stupid.

"NO WORK TALK!" Derrick glared at me, cocktail pointing somewhat precariously at me, "The Captain and First Officer. Fucking, I tell you. That is why the always fight on the bridge. Their just building up tension for a slam fuck in the Captain's quarters."

"One might then wonder why it is you pick on Alec about picking up the kitchen after dinner," my grin could not be removed,” No, no wait. I don't want to know. Just reminds me that I haven't been fucked since I moved here."

"Fucked?" Derrick said with incredulity, "you have 'Top' written all over you."

"Figuratively speaking, Derrick... Figuratively speaking. Though at this point, I may have to pull out some toys just to pretend someone is in bed with me."

"Ha!" he spat, "I'm married and I have to do the same thing."

We both broke into a round of laughter.

"Oh come on. How can Alec possibly pass up that fine ass," I said coyly. I was trying to be flirtatious and funny, without truly revealing that I did think he had an incredible ass.

"Well he can't. But all the same, he's on a business trip. Probably fucking the first guy he found attractive right now."

I wasn't quite sure I had heard him correctly.

"Okay...what?!" I asked.

"Don't act so shocked," he said rather flatly," Alec and I have had an open relationship pretty much since day one."

I sat surprised for a moment. Normal gay couples didn't have open relationships. They saved themselves for each other every day and every night.

Derrick surreptitiously placed a hand on my thigh. "It's no big deal. We'd both rather have each other, but he travels a lot, and we both have 8 cylinder sex drives. At least this way we both know." He seemed comfortable and matter-of-fact with the subject. "And it means that we get to do threesomes on occasion." The grin that accompanied the statement was priceless.

I immediately shut down the DVD player and turned off the television. This was more exciting, more believable and more entertaining.

"Tell me more,” I said wide-eyed. "Might as well hear what other people are doing since I'm not doing it myself."

"Just wait, Kiddo. You'll find your place here, then you'll be breaking hearts right and left."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just tell me about the last guy you were with."

"Alec?" he said with feigned shock.

"Sure…you twit. Whatever. Just give me some jack off material already."

"Feisty! Heh," he chuckled, "okay, okay, okay. It was Tuesday night. He was leaving Wednesday morning and we were both feeling a bit cantankerous. I was upset that he was leaving again so soon, and really he was upset too. We snapped each other a couple of times. I think I apologized first, and offered to finish the dishes so that he could go pack. I got pre-occupied with the cleaning and before I knew it and hour had gone by and I hadn't heard from Alec. I headed to the bedroom and I heard him grunting and groaning. Probably fighting the garbage suitcase of his. When I open the door I found him on all fours, ass up and our largest dildo crammed in his hole. He saw me immediately 'Took you long enough. Fuck! I wasn't sure I could hold out much longer'."

"Now correct me if I am wrong, but I thought Alec was some sort of power top?"

"Pretty much," Derrick replied," but the boy does dearly like his ass played with on occasion."

"Did you fuck him?" I was feeling tingly warm all over and knew that I'd have some serious jacking to do later.

"No. I have only fucked him a couple times. It's great but I cum just like that," he said while snapping his fingers as to punctuate how quick his trigger is.

"So... Dildo up his ass... What next?!"

"Alec slowly pushed the dildo out which had left his hole a bit stretched, but sexy as all hell, and shiny with lube. He'd obviously been at it since shortly after he'd left me in the kitchen. I couldn't resist. I dove in face first." Derrick flicked his rather long tongue out as demonstration.

"He was clean and open and I ate him like a man possessed. He really gets into a rimming. Moaning and groaning and this hot little panting noise he makes when I run the tip of my tongue around the outside of his hole. 'You want to fuck me, Derrick?' This is why we like threesomes. We get some top to work him over, and I’ll fuck him for a while, while he fucks me. Then when we're close I get in so I can cum in his ass."

My mouth had gone dry as my mind over reacted to the visuals of the two men connecting. Erect and sliding into each other’s bodies. It was all I could do not to get a raging hard-on. It didn't help that I could see the post in the tent of Derrick's break aways.

Despite everything I want to do to Derrick's body, I knew I should try and cool things down. There would be plenty of time to jack off later.

"I need a drink. Can I get you anything?" I asked casually as I lifted myself from the couch.

"Yeah. Ten inches of hot throbbing cock sliding in my ass," it was obvious he was in a mood now," barring that…I'd take a beer."

I slipped into the kitchen to grab a couple bottles and try and get a grip on myself

'Derrick is a friend and a co-worker, and has a boyfriend, and just wouldn't be interested in you'

I didn't like the speech, but I gave it to myself twice more before the tingling tension at the base of my cock subsided.

"Ten inches of hard beer bottle", I said despite my best intentions. Derrick laughed at me as he took the bottle.

"Bottoms up!" he said with a wink and began to down the drink.

We would end up making a quick trip to the grocery store for more beer, courtesy of Derrick and his more secure financial condition. And before the night was out, we had put the 6 pack away, and were quickly sloppily drunk.

"I have to pizz," Derrick Slurred slowly, picking himself and propelling himself towards the bathroom with the assistance of my meager furniture.

"'Pizz'? Yer drunk," and I was no better, but that wouldn't stop me from trying to be funny, "you meant to sayyyyy. 'I have to peese'"

Derrick gave me back a blank look, "Can I go now," he game in a mocked impatient tone, "or are you going to simply to this for me?"

I guffawed a bit as he went in not quite closing the door, and went about his business. A moment later the toilet flushed, the sink splash some water. The door opened, Derrick stepped out and before he took another step fell back against the wall.

Despite my inebriation, I managed to leap up and over to Derrick and catch him before he started sliding to the floor. Between me and the wall, we managed to keep Derrick on his feet. He was very close to me. His warm beer soaked breath blew across my cheek and mouth.

"Thanks, sweetheart," he said softly leaning in closer to me.

"No worries, buddy boy."

"I want you to fuck me now," I could hardly believe what I heard.

"Alec will probably be little upset by that idea," I said trying to diffuse things.

"He'd be fucking pissed off," Derrick slurred, "he was hoping you'd fuck him first."

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