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As Dave’s hand pushed against his best friend’s thigh to keep him from choking on his dick, Dave noticed the wedding band on his hand.
“Fuck!” He thought to himself.
Dave couldn’t believe he’d gotten married today. Not even 8 hours later and he was having sex with someone else, let alone a man! As his new wife watched, with a smirk on her face, he could feel shame creeping into himself. But it manifested in a way he didn’t expect. He didn’t have the typical sinking feeling in his gut. He felt blood rushing, not to his face, but to his dick. Dave couldn’t tell if this was the “for better” or the “for worse” he and Melissa talked about in their vows.
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“Introducing, for the very first time, Mr. and Mrs. Dave and Melissa Taylor.” Applause and music filled the air as a couple walked across a lit path in the grass to the reception tent. The woman seemed to glide as she carried a pair of white strappy heels in one hand and held the arm of the man beside her with her other. She was 5'6’’, the same height as Dave when she wore her three-inch heels. She wore a form-fitting, long, silky white dress with a slit that rose to her mid-thigh. The dress showed off the thin waist she’d been working on for months, and her C-cup breasts, which she made sure were on display tonight. Her hazel eyes sparkled, reflecting the fairy lights strung all throughout the tent. Her naturally blonde hair, which was pinned into an updo for the ceremony, was now left free to fall over her shoulders and down her back.
The man next to her was wearing a standard navy suit, white shirt, and wine-colored tie. The suit fit well, leaving his physique almost a complete mystery, since it was neither too tight nor too loose. He was handsome enough, with brown hair that tended to stick straight out in every direction, so he kept it fairly short, especially on the sides. A smile was plastered onto his face, making it quite obvious that this was the happiest day of his life. He couldn’t keep his eyes off Melissa as they walked, avoiding looking up at the crowd to avoid his face burning with embarrassment.
Throughout the evening, Dave clung to Melissa, whether they were dancing or making toasts with their guests, and even when they were eating, he had a hand on her back, almost as if he had to make sure this was real. Each of their parents made toasts, commemorating the joining of two families, Melissa’s friends made toasts about love only found in fairytales, and Dave’s friends cheered at him finally finding someone who’d sleep with him. After hours of festivities, things began to calm down a bit as the drunks had fallen asleep, and everyone else either sat chatting or slow danced, with Dave and Melissa in the middle of the dance floor.
“Hey babe, I’m going to take a little break. I’m kind of dizzy.” Melissa said with her lips pushed up against Dave’s ear. Dave removed his hand from her lower back. He’d definitely started to feel the effects of the alcohol, too. There were dozens of toasts earlier, and being the bride and groom, it was impossible to skip even a sip or two.
“Oh, do you want me to sit with you?” Dave asked, still holding Melissa’s petite hand. His cheeks burned despite the cool early fall night air, an effect of the alcohol and giddiness in his system.
“No, it’s ok. I’m just going to go to the bathroom for a bit. You just keep having fun.” Melissa patted Dave’s lapel as she turned and swayed lazily towards the little bed and breakfast from the outdoor tent where they were hosting the reception. Dave looked around at all of their friends and family under the fairy lights strung around the tent, some eating cake, others taking shots, most dancing to whatever throwback song the DJ was playing. Everyone had a smile on their faces, but none as big as his.
Then Matt, his old college roommate, caught his eye. Like always, Matt had a girl on his arm, but it wasn’t the girl he’d brought with him to the wedding. It was one of Melissa’s bridesmaids, Jenny, a friend from her childhood. They looked good together, Jenny with her auburn hair and slender frame next to Matt, at least six feet and two inches tall, with his undercut sandy blonde hair, which always seemed as if it'd just been cut the day before. Matt looked at Dave through the swirling crowd. Dave, even after knowing Matt for almost ten years now, felt exposed under his green-eyed gaze. Matt winked and grabbed Jenny’s ass, pulling her into him, while keeping his eyes on Dave. She gasped, then giggled. Dave realized Matt was making a play. He’d once told Dave that the girl who caught the bouquet at a wedding was always the most likely to put out, and of course, tonight that was Jenny. While Jenny probably thought she was meeting a future husband, Matt had all but done the deed in his mind and was looking for his next conquest.
Jenny really had no idea what she was getting herself into. She was a sweet girl, probably about 5'2’’ or so. Dave had obviously seen Matt’s dick before, they had been roommates for years, and even soft he was longer than Dave’s hard dick. Dave guessed he had to be eight inches or so hard. He wasn’t sure if Jenny would even be able to survive Matt’s notoriously loud and rough sex. Girls often left their dorm waddling and bruised, but always came back for more, if Matt would take them.
Dave sat down at an empty table and sipped more champagne while he watched the party. The constant thump of whatever top 40 hit was playing and the clinking of glasses all melded into a sort of lullaby, as Dave began to nod off. After an indeterminate amount of time, a song drifted through his daze. It sounded like doo-wop, and it must’ve been from the '50s at least. The DJ was really reaching back with this one. Everyone with an AARP membership slowly made their way to the dance floor, if they weren’t cutting a rug already.
“Hey Siri, what song is this?” Dave said, pulling out his phone for the first time that night.
“I Only Have Eyes For You, by The Flamingos, released in 1959,” Siri said. All of the women on the dance floor had their heads resting against their husbands' shoulders as they stepped slowly, and offbeat, from side to side. Dave couldn’t help but smile.
It really was the perfect song, he thought, as a silky voice crooned, “Are the stars out tonight? I don’t know if it’s cloudy or bright, I only have eyes for you, dear.” He’d have to play it for Melissa in Santorini. It was only then that he realized he didn’t know how long it had been since he’d seen her. When did she wander off again, he wondered as he checked his watch. He didn’t know when she’d left, but it must’ve been fifteen minutes at least. Dave scanned the tent, thinking maybe she’d come back and he had just missed her. She was the only one wearing white, so she should’ve been easy to spot. Dave didn’t see her spinning, heels in hand, on the dance floor, as she had earlier. The crowd seemed slightly thinner than it had been earlier too. He stood up, supporting himself with a hand on the table. He stumbled through all of the tipsy guests, making his way to the B&B. Dave was fully prepared to save Melissa from whichever new in-law was accosting her and undoubtedly asking about babies already. She wasn’t in the lobby, so he wandered around, knocking on doors and peeking his head into empty rooms. They’d rented out the entire place, so theoretically, Melissa could be anywhere.
He’d already knocked on all of the public bathrooms scattered throughout the palace when he decided to check their room. Dave thought she might’ve decided to lie down for a bit. As he approached the door, he heard something bang against a wall. And then, he heard it again. There was a rhythmic thud coming from what must have been the room next to theirs. Matt must’ve been fucking Jenny senseless. You could even hear her moans through the walls, even though they were muffled, probably by Matt’s hand pressed against her mouth. Dave shook his head. He’d become used to hearing whatever girl he was banging at the time moaning either through bedroom doors or in the neighboring bed when they shared a dorm in college.
Trying his best to get Matt out of his mind, Dave twisted the handle of his room and slowly pushed the door open, trying to avoid any creaking, in case Melissa had fallen asleep. The thudding from earlier was no longer muffled. Dave immediately saw Matt’s bare ass thrusting back and forth. Of course he’d pull something like this, fucking a girl in his bedroom on his wedding night. Dave wasn’t 100% sure, but he was pretty confident Matt had fucked in his bed on multiple occasions. There was once in their sophomore year when Dave had gone to bed after being let back into their room after one of Matt’s romps when Dave had felt a wet spot in his bed. He didn’t know whether he hoped it was from the girl or Matt.
Dave leaned up against the door frame, watching Matt all but devour this poor girl. Matt looked like a Viking with his broad, muscular back on full display as he lifted her up against the wall, her legs wrapped around his thin waist, his back dimples emphasized with each thrust. All Dave could see was Matt, completely naked, from behind, pounding Jenny hard enough that Dave wouldn’t be surprised if they broke through the wall and into the next room. He bet, even then, Matt wouldn’t stop until he’d emptied his load. Dave could see Matt’s massive balls swinging between his legs, pink and full. He almost unconsciously wondered whether they’d even fit in his hand. Matt looked almost completely smooth from Dave’s vantage point. He couldn’t tell if it was because he was neatly trimmed or if his blonde hair just made his pubes disappear against his skin. Despite his best efforts, Dave’s dick began to harden. He wondered how big a dick had to be to make a woman moan like that.
Up until now, the woman had her head pushed into the nook between Matt’s neck and shoulder, hiding her face. But, with one especially forceful thrust, she raised her face to the ceiling, mouth open, gasping for air in ecstasy.
Dave’s knees buckled. He caught the door handle to stop his fall, causing the door to bang against the wall. Melissa broke out of her trance for a moment to realize Dave had been watching. She looked at him as Matt continued to fuck her. She continued to moan, all while looking down at Dave, who was leaning on the door for support. The clatter hadn’t fazed Matt, who had begun to breathe into Melissa’s ear, “You like that, huh? Tell me how much you want this cock.”
“Fuck, it feels so good,” Melissa said, each word getting caught in her throat as Matt pumped into her.
“What the fuck are you doing.” Dave almost whimpered. In his curiosity about Matt, he hadn’t noticed that the girl Matt was fucking had a white dress hiked up to her waist or that on her ring finger she was wearing a familiar glimmering engagement ring and a silver wedding band. It was only with this interruption that Matt stopped.
Still inside Dave’s newly wedded wife, he turned his head saying, “Oh shit. Sorry Dave, didn’t mean for you to see this.” He slowly pulled out of Melissa’s pussy with a wet shlorp. The wooden floor beneath where they stood was wet with drops of what Dave didn’t even want to guess what. Matt turned around, cock swinging from left to right as he walked towards Dave. It must have been almost twice as long as Dave’s, maybe nine or ten inches long, and as thick as Dave’s wrist. He noticed that he wasn’t wearing a condom. Melissa always insisted that Dave wear a condom, even though she was on birth control, no matter how much Dave begged. Matt placed his hands underneath Dave’s armpits and raised him to his feet, then reached behind him to close the door. “Listen buddy, this isn’t a big deal, okay? I just wanted to take my last chance at fucking Melissa before she got married.”
“W- we’re already marri-” Dave sputtered.
“Come on man, technically you’re not. You haven’t consummated it yet, or whatever. You can’t expect to keep that hot piece of ass all to yourself man.”
Dave couldn’t even begin to understand why this was happening. None of this made any sense. His fists began to clench as blood pumped into his face.
“Woah buddy, calm down,” Matt said before Dave raised his arm and swung a punch, aiming straight for Matt’s nose. Without flinching, Matt caught Dave’s fist. Dave winced, his shoulders and knuckles flashed with pain. It felt like he’d punched a wall. “Hey now, I don’t think that’s the way you want this to go Davey,” Matt said, placing his other hand on Dave’s head. “I think we both know I’d kick your ass.” Matt began pushing on Dave’s head. Dave tried to push up against the force, but he was forced to kneel down in front of Matt. Instinctively, Dave turned his head away from Matt’s dick which was hanging just millimeters away from his face. A drop of precum was glistening on the tip of his pink head.
“What, you've never seen a dick this big up close? I promise it won’t bite. Come on, look at it.” Matt said, giving Dave’s face a gentle pat until he turned to face the monster cock. “That’s better. I think this could be good for you Davey. I’ll show you how a man fucks his girl.” And with a quick jerk, he pushed Dave’s face into his crotch. Dave barely had time to stick his hands out, but when he did, his hands were met with solid, muscular thighs. Dave’s senses were overwhelmed with the smell of Matt. He smelled of salt water, coffee, and sex. The scent disarmed him, and Dave relaxed. It took all of his strength not to take a deep breath of that salty-sweet scent. “Ah there you go Davey. Look Melissa, he likes it.”
Melissa walked over from where she’d been leaning against the wall and stroked the hair on the back of Dave’s head. She knelt down and put her mouth next to his ear, “Will you let us finish babe? I’ll let you do whatever you want tomorrow,” she whispered, kissing him as she stood, without waiting for an answer. She placed a finger on Matt’s sharp jawline and turned his mouth to meet hers. As they kissed Matt pulled Dave’s head against his pubes again, his balls resting on Dave’s chin, his dick grazing his cheek. Melissa let her dress slip over her breasts and fall around her ankles.
“Davey, do me a favor. Get my fingers wet.” Matt said as he wiped a glob of precum from his cock and pushed his middle and ring finger into Dave’s mouth. Dave submitted, not feeling as if he had much choice at this point. Matt placed a thumb under Dave’s chin and pushed his fingers to the back of Dave’s throat, making him gag. “Come on Davey, you can do better than that.” He pushed deeper again. Dave’s mouth was full of saliva, and Matt’s fingers, which ran along his tongue and threatened to choke him.
“Watch this,” Matt said, removing his fingers from Dave’s mouth and into Melissa’s cunt. Dave watched as Matt stroked the inside of Melissa’s pussy with rapid strokes, while simultaneously rubbing her clit with his thumb. He had a hold of her like he owned her pussy. She collapsed into him as she moaned with pleasure. Matt caught her around the waist with his free arm but kept coaxing moans from her as he held her in place. Dave got hard as he watched Matt’s fingers fill his wife, possibly more than his own dick did. Why was he turned on by this?
“This turning you on Davey? Whip out your dick man, might as well jerk off.” Dave, as if hypnotized, stood and sat down in the chair that faced the bed. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his suit pants, pulling them down around his ankles, his dress shoes and socks still on. “Thatta boy.” Matt said. He picked Melissa up, hands on her ass, spreading them so Dave could see her tight little asshole. Matt heaved her up so her thighs were around his neck. Melissa gripped Matt’s hair in her hands, pulling his face into her pussy. Dave could hear her squeals as Matt ate her out, his beard tickling her as he flicked his tongue over her clit with an intensity Dave had only seen in porn. As Dave stroked his five-inch uncut dick, he couldn’t help but look at Matt’s superior cock. With each stroke, Dave’s head filled with blood and grew as his foreskin peeled back over it. Matt’s ick was bouncing sporadically as if itching to enter Melissa’s pussy.
Just as Dave thought this, Matt threw Melissa onto the bed. He mounted her, pulling her legs around his waist and he pushed his shiny head into her pussy. He didn’t waste any time, pulling her by the thighs deeper onto his cock. Matt made eye contact with Dave as he gave his wife more pleasure than Dave ever had. Dave walked over to the bed, stroking his dick as he went. He reached out to touch Melissa’s bouncing breasts. They were perfectly perky with hard pink nipples. Dave wanted them in his mouth.
“Ah ah ah,” Matt said, snatching Dave’s outstretched hand and throwing it back at him. “You don’t want to consummate the marriage with another man fucking your wife do you?” Dave was so horny, he could’ve cum right then. He wanted nothing more than to share Melissa’s pussy with Matt, spreading her wide open, but he was probably already ripping her pussy apart. Dave watched on as Matt groaned as he hit Melissa’s wall, not even able to push all of his dick into her. He grabbed one boob and put the other in his mouth, swirling both his tongue and his thumb around each nipple. Melissa tightened the grip she had around Matt’s waist with her thighs, making sure his dick didn’t go far from her g-spot.
“Fuck, you feel so good inside me.” she whimpered, she was looking down at Matt’s cock, pushing in and out of her. Typically, her eyes were closed, probably picturing someone else with Dave. Her hands were even clawing into Matt’s back, out of sheer desire, instead of one of them vigorously rubbing her clit in order to get any type of pleasure, like she had to when Dave was sweating on top of her.
“You wanna know how to fuck like this bud?” Matt said. He’d pulled away from Melissa’s breasts now and had a hand around her throat. She seemed to love it. She had a big smile on her face as her whole body jerked with each thrust from Matt. Dave nodded, wanting to make his wife feel as good as his best friend was. “Here’s your first lesson. Get behind me.” Dave obeyed as Matt pulled out and flipped Melissa onto all fours. “You need to know how to eat pussy. So eat mine while I eat out your wife,” he said, climbing onto the bed and spreading his legs so his asshole was on display to Dave. It was pink and completely smooth. His hole was winking as his dick bounced up and down, dripping with precum. His ass was possibly bigger than Melissa’s. Dave grabbed Matt’s cheeks, his hands shaking. He’d never touched another man before, but even the idea of tasting Matt made him horny as fuck. Matt’s ass felt firm beneath his hands as Dave leaned towards that hidden treasure. Dave tasted a man for the first time as Matt tongue fucked Melissa and fingered her at the same time. His ass tasted of salt and skin.
“Play with my nipples,” Matt said, muffled by having his face stuffed in pussy. “You’ve got to pleasure every part of your partner.” Dave reached around Matt to cup his pecs. They were hairy, but his nipples weren’t hard to find since they stuck out from the tangle of his chest hair. Dave pulled a hand back, intending to lick his fingers when he brushed Matt’s throbbing cock. He had to touch it. After licking the palm of his hand, without a thought, he stroked Matt’s member, causing his hole to tense and relax underneath Dave’s tongue. “There you go, that’s the idea,” Matt said, coming up for air. As he went back to lick Melissa’s clit, his body rocked back and forth, and a hand reached back to push Dave’s face deep into his ass.
Melissa began to squirm, “I’m coming.” Matt pulled away from Dave’s grasp and put his cock into Melissa’s wet cunt.
“You’re so wet. You’re going to make me come too.” They fucked ferociously, Melissa begging to be penetrated, broken, and Matt needed to be engulfed by a woman’s warm hole. They came simultaneously, Matt jerking forward with each rope of cum which filled Melissa to the point of overflow. His thick, white load spilled out of her and mixed with her own juices.
“Next lesson, sex is for pleasure, don’t be ashamed of what you do to make yourself feel good,” Matt said, taking deep breaths between words. He stood up, taking his cock in one hand and putting his other on the back of Dave’s head. “Now clean up our mess,” he said, pushing his wet head onto Dave’s lips. Dave opened his mouth slowly, hesitant to let Matt’s cock in. “Don’t you want to see what sex is supposed to taste like, without that rubber bullshit?” So he knew about the condoms and fucked her raw anyway? Dave was curious what it was like to suck a dick, especially a monster one like this. So he let Matt push his cock into his mouth and ran his tongue along the bottom of his head and shaft, tasting the salty concoction of his best friend’s load and his wife’s pussy. He began to jerk his cock as Matt slowly humped his mouth, making sure not to gag Dave too much, since he couldn’t get much past his head into Dave’s mouth without bumping into teeth.
After swallowing all of the cum that covered Matt’s dick, Dave was hungry for more. He used his other hand to stroke Matt’s dick as he bobbed his head up and down like he’d seen the girls do in the porn he watched. Matt seemed to enjoy it enough, since he’d begun to pull Dave’s hair and thrust deeper into his mouth making Dave gag, spitting more saliva onto Matt’s knob. Soon Melissa walked over and took Matt’s place, pushing Dave’s head onto Matt’s dick, turning Dave on even more. This was the first time they’d touched all night and it was to help him suck off his friend. Dave didn’t last long before he moaned and feverishly jerked his hand over the head of his dick. An almost clear liquid dribbled out of his cock and spilled over his hand. “This turned you on huh? You want another load?” Matt said looking down at Dave’s dick. And before Dave could even moan in affirmation, Matt threw his head back as a thick glob of cum hit the back of Dave’s throat. Before he could swallow, another came with it, and another. Dave wanted to milk out every drop from this superior cock, so he continued to flick his tongue over the head, coaxing more cum from Matt’s penis.
With a final moan, Matt patted Dave’s face, “Good boy.” After cumming, Dave was in a state of shock. What had happened here, and why was he so willing to follow along? Some of these thoughts must’ve shown through on his face because Matt, still standing above him, said, “Your real first lesson is that shame has no place in sex. Fuck whatever’s outside this room. All that matters is making each other feel good.” Even though Dave tried to take his words to heart, he couldn’t help but worry about what anyone else would say if they knew what happened that night.
Dave got dressed and wandered around the bed and breakfast, contemplating what this all meant. He’d enjoyed it in the moment and was barely even bothered that Matt fucked his wife. He didn’t know why, but he loved seeing Melissa that horny, even if it wasn’t because of him. Plus, Matt was an attractive guy, it was almost like watching porn with your own wife being dominated by the hottest guys you knew, with one of the biggest dicks you’ve ever seen, in porn or in real life. Dave pictured seeing Matt fuck Melissa against the wall, through the crack of a door. He almost got hard again. Then Dave’s dad rounded a corner, and his face lit up when he saw Dave.
“Hey son, I was just looking for the ice machine. Come with me?” Dave’s dad said, carrying an ice bucket in both hands.
“Sure Pop.” Dave walked alongside him, hands in his pockets. Dave’s dad congratulated him multiple times, commenting on how beautiful his bride was and how lucky he’d been.
Once they found the ice machine and Dave’s dad found the ice bucket, he leaned and in a hushed tone said, “I’ve got to tell you champ, I happened to overhear you two in your room earlier, and I just gotta say, man you went to town.” he chuckled, playfully elbowing Dave in the ribs. Dave forced out a chuckle. His dad continued, “I remember your mom and I’s wedding night, it was magical. We think that’s actually when you were conceived.” He continued to ramble about their honeymoon in Key West, while Dave zoned out, focusing instead on the taste of Matt that was still in his mouth.
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