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I thought Blake and I were In love; I really did. He threw the divorce papers down on the table nevertheless. I was in complete shock and heartbreak when he came out and told me; but my cock had remained as hard as a rock ever since I found out he was cheating on me. The months of masturbation and sexual frustration I got when I knew my beautiful bottom husband, Blake, was out partying and having fun with other young men. It was even more gay cuckold stories a shock and heartbreak when it was revealed that the man Blake had settled down to date, was none other gay cuckold stories my best friend from High-School; Kyle.

A boy I had a crush on since I was a kid, a man I always thought was heterosexual and would never touch me for that reason alone. I was wrong; he was touching my husband Blake like they belonged together. My name is Scott and I was in my late twenties when all this drama began. However; I suppose you could say the story starts properly when I was eighteen turning nineteen. I was the short and stocky type; 5ft-7inches tall, broad shoulders, which made me look strong and sturdy along with brown medium length hair.

I had a sort of box shaped head and plain features. I had played local and school sport and was regarded as quite muscular in comparison to the rest of my grade of peers. People were very surprised when I revealed that I was attracted to males. It was a complete shock for both my friends and the more popular boys I played sports with; the latter of whom, slowly started to avoid me. My friends remained loyal to me though and my best friend Kyle and I became closer than ever; despite his obvious none attraction to me. I was very wrong.

I was a guy who really only had straight friends growing up. So I was used to their dirty personality and obscene fascination with girls boobs and butts. My straight friends would laugh ignorantly with me. I laughed in a dark sinister manor as I dealt with my sexuality at that young age.

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Both me and my friend admitted to rubbing one out over their butts the following day. Thus was our inappropriate behaviour with one another. We were smart enough not to talk to each other that way in front of our parents or other adults. Wether you could call that immaturity or a twenty-first century youth being comfortable with each others sexuality. Sure some boys only liked females, males or even both; but in the end; all boys, that is, all males; are the same in the end.

This friend that gawked with me about the beautiful twins at the canteen all those years ago was in fact my best friend Kyle. Kyle had brown hair too and was taller than me, and less stocky; though by no means skinny or weedy. Some people called him dopey back in the day, but I always knew he was smarter than that. He was lean and strong and had the body of a Greek god.

As a kid he was energetic and skinny but still maintained his brown skin tone that he kept in his teens to the present. Kyle was hyperactive and very enthusiastic as an adolescent and teenager. He always had a gay cuckold stories on his face. Maybe that was why I had a crush on him back then. He was handsome; sure; but it was his outright brightness to life; no matter how bad he was treated or teased by other boys; he never let it show that it was getting him down. We would play the same video-games together, watch similar movies and Japanese animation. All those fun geeky things that made us not care about the popularity pressures of school life.

Kyle and I were such close friends and he never anticipated that I was that way. A boy just like Blake came to mind. Kyle was silly and rather simple minded when it came to things like. But over time; I think he understands a lot more than he did. After high school I was suddenly nineteen-years-old and without a lover. I kept myself occupied by studying at college for a while. It was my husband to be; Blake. Blake was a beautiful teenage boy with longer dark brown hair and a face that was prettier than most girls.

He was slender and had lovely shaped legs that made his wonderfully shaped bottom poke out in a obscene but delightful way; especially when he wore tight jeans. He was a twink with a bubble butt. He looked so sexy and playful that he was an easy catch and hard to refuse. He was the type of boy everyone knew was going to turn out queer later down the track.

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He was the type of boy where everyone else knew his sexual preference before he did himself. The first date we went out on was at the movie cinemas. I picked Blake up at a local shop and drove to the movies which were further into town. We were both very nervous and giddy.

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He told me that had had a crush on me for years. Our families used to go on holiday trips together and he said that he was obsessed with me.

When we both arrived at the cinemas we walked up the stairs towards the entrance. He was taller than me but he was by no means stronger. I had this rush of testosterone overtake me. I wanted to tackle him and force myself inside this tall feminine male right there on the spot. But I waited for us to be in the dark chairs of the cinema room.

I then lead his hand over to my cock; which he rubbed so tenderly and motherly. I felt so warm; like electricity was flowing through my body and I could accidently shoot lightning from my finger tips.

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I then smiled and cheekily wiggled my nose as I confidently stuck one of my fingers between his arse-crack and began to wiggle it towards his hole. He carelessly threw himself on me and tried to straddle me on my cinema chair. Reality suddenly struck me that there were at least ten other people in the audience. I slowly pushed him off me and back onto his chair next to me. I looked to my left; and noticed he was quite hurt that I rejected him at that point. I leant over to him and kiss him on the neck; telling me to calm down and that we could finish our fun in the car outside; after the movie.

It was Ying and Yang. A ificance that represented the beginning and end of our marriage.

That look; that look of contempt that got worse and worse until he fell into the hands of my attractive muscular best friend. When the film had finished we both retreated to my rusty old station-wagon car under a shaded parking gay cuckold stories. We were both in the passenger seat kissing each other in the summer heat. It was such a hot day as we both sweated and our tongues wiggled shamelessly against each others.

I pushed Blake over the centre console and pulled down his pants forcefully. There what laid before me was the most beautiful arse I had ever seen. An object that I had become more and more obsessed with as the years went by. I began to kiss and fondle his sweaty buttocks that balanced itself perfectly on the palm of my hand as I curiously sniffed and licked at his butt-crack and arse-cheeks.

Blake would giggle and wiggle his ass in my face; but I could also feel him quivering; indicating that he was very nervous and scared. This was definitely his first time. My cock and I were getting very excited as I pushed forward slightly.

My eyes squinting and sometimes going cross-eyed out of sexual frustration and agony that needed to be released within his anal cavity. Blake simply spread his legs and ass-cheeks further apart as I looked deliriously down at his back; his shirt half lifted beyond his slender but sturdy torso. That he could take care of me and give me his body when I wanted or needed it. I pushed further into him; the head of my cock trying to wedge itself in his asshole. So instead; I grinded against him; hearing the popping sounds of my rock hard cock sliding between his slick warm crack.

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I was in a dream. The dream lasted for what seemed like forever. As soon as the both of us started dating, everyone was informed; including my group of friends. Seven years of heaven followed.

A wonderful engagement and wedding flew by through time; time truly does fly when your having fun. A beautiful bum that I could fuck many times after he learned to stretch out his hole for my average sized penis. Blake was no tramp before he met me. His personality was heavenly and was so full of fun and wit. Seriously; Blake was not only sexy; he was the centre of attention at parties.