Kent had at first brushed it off like wind in the willow. Jamie however fell into a deep well of questioning. The guy who had tried to hit on his husband had been brazen to say the least. He was lucky Kent was brought up to respect all men however annoying. He had stage whispered to Kent: "If your husband's willing I'm the more available," like Jamie wasn't there nursing his drink. Kent just smiled politely and waved off the guy.
Jamie was pensive on the way home. "Did he turn you on?"
"Babe, I'm driving."
"He did, didn't he? Or rather you did," Jamie continued, looking at his husband. At 6'4'' Kent towered over most people, and he had the big build to go with his height. His brown gray-streaked hair made him look distinguished. Added to a classically handsome profile and that made for a very attractive guy. Jamie's hand roamed on Kent's crotch. There was a definite bulge there.
"Honey what would you like me to say? That I wasn't turned on by a guy who practically twerked on my lap?"
"It's okay, I'm not mad." Jamie's hand grasped at Kent's unyielding bulge. "You want a blowjob?"
"Babe, I'm driving."
Kent's erection was not wasted. The moment they reached their apartment Kent slammed Jamie against the door and pulled away Jamie's T-shirt and pants, before withdrawing his thick nine inches. Jamie had grunted before sliding onto the cock fully and withdrawing, creating a deep and satisfying rhythm. Kent did not even bother undressing fully as they migrated from the doorway to the couch. Kent's load was considerably heavier than usual, too.
After the third round, Jamie was holding his husband while Kent was starting to fell asleep. "You were turned on, weren't you?" Jamie murmured.
"Umm. Yeah, sure honey," Kent answered, half-asleep from his exertions. Beside him Jamie's heart tickered and stopped as he heard his husband of four years, his forever love, admit he was turned on... by someone else.
A few days later, Jamie was all a-twitter as he called Kent at his job. "Be sure to come back early tonight, I have a surprise for you. Love you, honey!"
The surprise came in form of Drew, Jamie's gym partner. He was all smiles and not much else, being fully naked. His sleek muscular body was in contrast to Jamie's swimmer's build, and he had the dark coloring to complete the picture. His ass was high and tight, though not like Jamie's bubble but no less attractive.
Kent was definitely surprised. And slightly angry. "What the hell, Jamie! And Drew? What's happening?" That's when Jamie launched into his explanation about his deep desire to watch Kent with someone else sexually. He had first encountered this when he came across cuckolding porn on the net, and felt everything came to a head when the guy from the club tried to hit on Kent - and had led them to have such great sex as a by-effect.
"Please do this for me, honey, it's... it's who I am, who I should be."
"But... fucking someone else?" Kent shook his head, and the smiles withered on Drew's and Jamie's faces. "No, I'm not going to do it. I'm sorry Drew, but there has been a terrible misunderstanding. Please leave."
Drew left after dressing himself. The tension in the room was palpable after Drew left. Finally Jamie relented. "I'll be going to my mom's for a few days. To cool off."
"I think that's for the best."
They were quiet as Jamie packed. His mom lived in the suburb, so he'd be taking an Uber there. Kent agreed. Kent came in the next day from his weekly groceries shopping when he almost had a heart attack. There was Drew in his birthday suit on his knees, ass up and waiting facing the door. "How... Why?"
