Date: Mon, 26 Jul 2021 21:02:13 -0400
From: Natty <bacteriaburger@gmail.com>
Subject: Once a Cheater... Pt 7

Once a Cheater... (Pt 7)
by Natty Soltesz

Bobby was bored. He was fucking his latest conquest, a married
coworker. She'd initially shown no interest in him, but he'd befriended her
and searched for cracks in her armor. One drunken office party later she
blew him in the unused conference room, and now he was fucking her in the
bed she shared with her husband -- up the ass, no less.

"You like this big cock in your ass?" Bobby said, grinning down at her face
which was awash in pleasure.

"Oh, Bobby, give it to me like I can't get it from him!" she said,
fingering her erect clit as she took Bobby's monster cock.

"He won't fuck you up the ass, will he?"

"No he's vanilla as fuck. I wouldn't let him even if he wanted to," she
said.

"That's right, baby," Bobby said, grinning at his conquest but also feeling
like something was missing. He found his mind drifting back to Miami, to
Geoffrey and Zack and the expert way he'd played them off each other.

Of course, that hadn't ended well. Geoffrey texted and called him for
months afterwards and had even shown up as his work once, crying, forcing
Bobby to hide in his office and call security. Zack eventually sent him a
long email which Bobby didn't fully read, but the gist was that he and
Geoffrey were getting a divorce, and it was all Bobby's fault.

Bobby told himself it didn't matter. Here he was, his cock encased in a
beautiful married woman's tight, virgin asshole, and she was looking up at
him with something like love. She would probably leave her husband if he
said the right things, but at that thought his ennui took over. He came
inside her asshole, halfheartedly assured her he couldn't wait to see her
again, and made tracks.

He ruminated as he drove back to his loft. Why had it been so special with
Geoffrey and Zack? He'd broken up plenty of couples before. Was it just
that Zack was his old friend? Or was it that he saw some of himself in
Geoffrey's wild ways? He was considering this when his phone buzzed. He
looked at the screen: a text. From Zack.

And so Bobby found himself, a week later, heading over to Zack's
house. Zack had laid out the situation pretty plainly: he and Geoffrey were
divorced, and Bobby was forgiven. Zack knew, after all, that Bobby was a
horndog -- he'd been like that all his life. And now Zack was seeing
someone else and moving on -- he wanted to rekindle their friendship.

Touching as it all was, the real nugget of info in those texts for Bobby
was that Zack was seeing someone new. Which meant Zack was once again ripe
for conquest, and Bobby pulled into Zack's driveway with his cock
half-hard, anticipating a fun night of hot, illicit sex with his old
friend.

Bobby did have the slightest sense, as he knocked on the door of the house
where he'd fucked both Zack and Geoffrey multiple times, that something was
up. He couldn't say what, exactly, but it didn't stop him from knocking. A
moment later Zack opened it, looking fresh and handsome.

"Hi, Bobby," Zack said.

"Hey," Bobby said, stepping inside. What was up with the look on Zack's
face? His smile hid something, but Bobby didn't have time to think about it
as he stepped inside the house. "Long time no..." he started to say when he
saw who was behind the door: Geoffrey.

Bobby's first thought was that Geoffrey looked even better than Zack
did. The second thing he noticed was that Geoffrey had a length of rope in
his hands.

"Hi, Bobby," Geoffrey said. "Happy to see me?"

"What is this?" Bobby said, his body tightening with apprehension.

"Just a dinner party," Zack said, grabbing Bobby's hands from behind and
holding them tight. Bobby struggled but Zack held tight. "Except you're the
main course."

"We thought it was well past time that we give you a surprise," Geoffrey
said, uncurling the rope as he approached Bobby from behind. "You know, a
little taste of your own medicine. You spent so much time keeping secrets
from us..." he said as he began to lace the rope around Bobby's wrists.

"What the fuck?!" Bobby said, feeling the rope tighten around his
wrists. "I thought you guys were divorced."

"We are," Zack said as Geoffrey put the final knots in the rope around
Bobby's wrists and then went for his belt. "But we're still together, and
happier than we've ever been."

"Yeah it's amazing what divorce can do for the libido," Geoffrey said. "We
fuck more now than we ever did when we were married."

"I could've told you that," Bobby said as Geoffrey yanked down his pants.

"But you wouldn't have been interested in us if we hadn't been married,
isn't that right?" Geoffrey said as he traced a finger along the bulge of
Bobby's briefs. "Mm, I missed this. Didn't you, Zack?" Zack, still holding
onto Bobby's bound wrists, reached around to hoist Bobby's bulge in his
hand. Bobby tried to pull away.

"Not so fast, buddy," Zack said, grabbing Bobby by the balls. "We've got a
whole night planned." Zack looked at his ex-husband as he fondled Bobby's
swelling bulge. "I did miss this. Look, I bet he even trimmed his pubes for
me. Didn't you?"

"Only cause I thought you had a new boyfriend," Bobby said with a sneer.

"Yeah I told him to add that detail," Geoffrey said. "We know how you
operate. But now you're under our control, so just let go, baby," Geoffrey
said, caressing Bobby's face. "Remember how you used to call me that?" He
yanked down Bobby's briefs and, at the same time, Zack ripped open his
shirt to reveal Bobby's toned and hairy chest.

"This is gonna be fun," Zack said, feeling up Bobby's body.

"Isn't it, hon?" Geoffrey said, holding Bobby's meat in his hand which
started to rise. "See? I knew he'd be into it. Can't keep a horny fucker
like you down, can you Bobby?"

Bobby tried to keep his face impassive even as his cock got harder. Now
that the shock had worn off he'd accepted his fate. The tables were turned,
as they were wont to do. He was curious to see what they had in store for
him.

The couple led him down the hall. "This used to be our guest bedroom,"
Geoffrey said as Zack opened the door. "We'd use it when my mother came to
visit." Bobby's eyes widened to see a fully-equipped dungeon -- red-lit,
the faux-brick paneled walls hung with whips, chains and shelves that held
some alarmingly-large dildos. Bobby had to suppress a smile -- he'd done
his part in turning this staid couple into two horny pervs.

"Zack and I built this together over the last couple months -- with you in
mind, of course," Geoffrey said, leading Bobby by his boner to the
St. Andrew's cross in the center of the room. They stripped him fully
before tying him to it, spread-eagle and ass-out. Zack affixed a silicone
tie around the base of his cock, tightening it so that he would remain
hard. Geoffrey did the honors with a ball gag. Then the couple stood back
to admire their work: six feet two inches of hard, hairy bi-guy muscle,
hard cock and tight ass, totally at their mercy.

"Can you believe we get this all to ourselves?" Geoffrey said to Zack,
running his fingers over Bobby's tight stomach as if he were an
object. That was a sensitive spot for Bobby and it made him squirm and
protest, but the ball gag muffled his voice. Zack came behind him and
cupped his hand around Bobby's hard ass.

"That's what he always promised us, isn't it? That he belonged to us," Zack
said, inching a finger into Bobby's crack to rest against his tight hole.

"Yeah but he never delivered. So we had to take him for ourselves,"
Geoffrey said, grabbing Bobby's hard, tied-off cock and giving it a
stroke. Bobby moaned.

Zack pushed his finger inside his former best friend and whispered into his
ear. "We're gonna use every inch of you, man. It's only fair, don't you
think? After the hell you put us through, seducing me and then Geoffrey. On
my wedding night, no less..."

Geoffrey picked a paddle off the wall and brought it to Bobby. "Remember
how you told me you loved me, baby?" Geoffrey said, and Bobby felt the
hard, flat paddle rub up his thigh and across his cock. "Let's put that
love to the test, yeah? Take what you deserve, and maybe we'll be sweet to
you...eventually."

Bobby saw the evil grins on the couple's faces as Zack took hold of a
riding crop. The two men got behind him. He felt the crop and paddle
running all over his body. There was a moment of exquisite tension before
Geoffrey brought the paddle down hard on his ass. The sound ricocheted
through the room. Bobby felt a hot pain on his ass like he'd never felt
before. His scream was muffled by the ball gag.

"Take it, you manipulative piece of shit," Geoffrey said, rearing up the
paddle and slamming it hard onto Bobby's butt. Zack teased his nipples and
boner with the riding crop in between Geoffrey's brutal blows. Then the
former husbands switched off and Zack gave him a hard sting on his ass with
the riding crop. Bobby bucked and whimpered.

"That's for getting between me and my husband," Zack said. Then, rearing up
slowly to prolong the tension, he brought the sharp end of the crop down
hard on Bobby's reddening ass. "And that's for making me say I loved you."

"He's so hard, babe," Geoffrey said, stroking Bobby's cock. Bobby looked
down at Geoffrey. There was a look in Geoffrey's eyes -- a certain
reverence that, despite the pain being inflicted upon him, made him
smirk. Geoffrey was still a slut for his cock -- they both were, probably,
and just needed to be given the opportunity. "I think I need it in my ass,"
Geoffrey said.

"It's your cock, hon," Zack said. "Get it lubed up and take it." With that
Geoffrey got some lube and applied it to Bobby's boner. Bobby moaned into
the ball gag.

Zack gave Bobby a sharp crack on the thigh with the riding crop. "Don't get
too excited," Zack said as Bobby flinched and groaned. "Hey, hon, maybe I
should fuck him while you take his dick."

"Mm, sounds good, babe," Geoffrey said, turning his round, smooth ass to
Bobby and lining up his hole with Bobby's cock. He lowered himself on it,
taking Bobby's dick inside him to the hilt in one motion. Bobby groaned
again -- it felt like he was totally under their control, his body a toy
for their use.

"How's that cock feel?" Zack said to Geoffrey.

"So fucking good," Geoffrey said, bouncing away.

"I can't wait to use this ass," Zack said, slipping his fingers in between
Bobby's muscled cheeks and pressing his digit to Bobby's hole. "Been too
long, hasn't it?" Zack said in Bobby's ear. "Remember when we were in
college together, fucking chicks on the regular? I couldn't have imagine
I'd have you all to myself like this," Zack said as he finger-fucked Bobby,
using his other hand to roughly pinch Bobby's nipple.

Zack lubed himself up and slid into Bobby as Geoffrey kept up a rhythmic
bounce on Bobby's cock. "Oh fuck!" Zack said once his cock was balls-deep
in Bobby.

"Feel good, babe?" Geoffrey said.

"Such hot ass," Zack said as he fucked. "Let's use him all night."

And the two former husbands did use him all night, giving Bobby time to
take stock of his position: usually impaled by one of their cocks on one
end, his harder-than-nails cock being pleasured by one of their asses on
the other. When Zack and Geoffrey got tired of fucking standing up they
took him to the bedroom and tied him spread-eagle and removed the ball
gag. Then they took turns riding Bobby's cock.

"What is it about this cock?" Zack said, tweaking his nipples as he slid
Bobby's raw boner in and out of himself. "It's so fucking perfect."

"I know, babe," Geoffrey said. He was sitting on Bobby's face. Every time
Bobby's tongue would get slack or tired Geoffrey would tweak Bobby's
nipples hard to get his tongue going again. "Wanna switch?" The two men
changed positions -- Geoffrey taking Bobby's cock for a ride as Zack sat on
his best friend's face.

They took turns fucking him again, at one point getting both of their cocks
into Bobby at the same time. That made Bobby cry out and cum, unbidden, a
copious load that shot out of him without warning and that the two former
husbands had a fun time cleaning up with their tongues.

As the morning light rose in the sky, Zack and Geoffrey hog-tied Bobby and
brought out the toys, stretching out his ass with larger and larger dildos
until Bobby shot another load, which Geoffrey managed to steal, sitting
right down on Bobby's spasming cock just as he started to lose it.

They finished the night by tag-teaming Bobby's well-used hole, getting more
and more aggressive as they neared their own delayed orgasms.

"You gonna take our loads, baby?" Geoffrey said, pounding Bobby's ass
mercilessly. Bobby groaned but couldn't respond -- his mouth was stuffed
full of Zack's fat dick, tears running down his face as he got pummeled at
both ends. "You cheated on my husband and lied about it, then tricked me
into cheating on him, too. You had me thinking we were in love, all for
your own sick fantasies. How's it feel to get tricked, huh?" Geoffrey said,
giving Bobby's tender ass a slap.

"Bobby just wants to cause chaos," Zack said as the two men switched
off. "He was always scamming on someone else's girlfriend in college," he
added, shoving himself inside Bobby's gaping hole.

Bobby felt chastened. It was all true, what they said. In his darkest
moments, Bobby would sometimes despair at his behavior: how he got off on
tricking others, how he used his transgressions to distract from the lack
of love and stability in his own life. But something in the way Zack and
Geoffrey were using him felt like love. These guys liked it as much as he
did -- even after all he'd done they hadn't been able to stay away.

So after they'd all cum and untied him, Bobby stayed for breakfast. None of
them said much as they all three got into bed, crashing from the night's
fun. Falling asleep between the two men, Bobby felt like some balance had
been restored to their world.

He moved in with them that weekend, selling most of the stuff from his loft
and donating his king-sized bed to the former husbands' bedroom so the
three would have a comfortable place to sleep and fuck all together.

As time went on they worked out an arrangement: that it would be the three
of them, only, to avoid bringing potential diseases or conflicts into a
scenario that was obviously working well. Bobby seemed more enthusiastic
about it than any of them, making sure they went out in public as a
throuple, posting online about their perfect lives as three consenting men
in a modern relationship.

*Maybe I have changed,* Bobby was thinking to himself one morning after
Zack and Geoffrey had gone off to work. He was out on the porch having his
morning coffee. *Maybe I just needed some time to settle into something as
good as this.*

A couple came walking down the street -- young and attractive. He nodded at
them, and they stopped to introduce themselves.

"We're your new neighbors," the man said, giving him a handsome smile. The
woman was even more beautiful. They chatted for a moment. Bobby couldn't
help but notice the way the man looked at him, how packed his crotch
was. Or how the woman's eyes seemed to drift over Bobby's body when he
stood up to shake their hands.

As they walked away the man turned back to look at him. Bobby smirked. A
few steps later the woman turned to look at him, too. And despite his
newfound stability - or maybe because of it - Bobby began to plot his next
move.

The End

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