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From my earliest recollections, I always felt an attraction to both men and women. When I finally became sexually active after I turned sixteen, I also had sex with both genders. I did not have a definite preference and always felt that the homophobic aversions that my buddies exhibited, were extremely narrow-minded.I, of course, kept my bisexuality a secret for obvious reasons, but never joined in with the slurs that abounded regarding gay men. All gossip and derision I heard, I simply answered with a; ‘who cares,’ shrug.Over the following few years, as I matured, I began to develop a fixation on having a bisexual threesome with a woman and another guy. In my mind, that had to be the hottest experience of them all. Sadly, this seemed to be the elusive holy grail in my life, and no situation like that had ever presented itself. I had no idea when I met Corky, that my dream would finally get realized.When Corky got employed at the construction company I was working for, I took an instant liking to him. Corky was anything but good-looking and was fairly skanky. He was around six-foot-tall, and slim of stature. His icky hands were always dirty, but thankfully his fingernails were clipped very short. His overalls were also the dirtiest of our crew and I felt sure that they got washed far less than anyone else’s.Corky made no bones about being ‘white trash,’ and spoke proudly of his poor upbringing. He had a few bad habits and thought nothing of using his thumbs to expel snot from his nostrils. His language was very coarse but his goofy sense of humour was intoxicatingly hilarious.In our team of workers, I wasn’t his only fan, and everyone adored him. At teatimes and during lunch breaks, Corky always had us in stitches with laughter, with graphic stories centred around his latest sexual exploits. Amid the mirth, it was clear that Corky was highly sexed and quite a stud.On a more serious note, I have to admit that when it came to work, he made the rest of us look silly. He was far stronger than anyone else and could do twice as much as the rest of us, in half the time.During a lunch break one day, a fellow workmate asked, “How did you get your nickname?”With a hearty chuckle, Corky then replied, “From my cock.”“Are you serious?” the colleague then countered.“Yeah. My brother gave me the nickname. According to him, my dick is shaped like a large champagne cork,” Corky concluded.Stunned beşevler escort looks now greeted his revelation.After gazing at us from one to the other, Corky enquired, “Don’t you guys believe me?”An uncomfortable silence then followed, with everyone reluctant to express their inquisitiveness.“Well, in case you think I’m talking shit, let me show you,” Corky said as he stood up.After unzipping the trouser of his overall bottom, Corky unceremoniously pushed his pants and underpants down to his knees. There was a unison of surprised exclamations as we all looked on with open mouths.The revealed vision was breathtaking. The long and thick shaft of his dick was topped by a large light pink apple head. It was the kind of cock that one had only ever heard of in myths. Breaking our astonished silence, Corky added his supplementary announcement with a laugh.“When this thing gets hard, not only does it get bigger, but goes as stiff as a wooden pole,” Cocky bragged with a mischievous chuckle.“Fuck… How many women have you killed?” one of the guys exclaimed.“None so far,” Corky uttered roguishly.“My wife would have a heart attack if she saw that,” one of the other guys blurted.“Well, do you guys now believe my stories about fucking women ragged?” Corky concluded as murmurs of acknowledgment abounded.For the rest of the day, I laughed to myself as I saw whispering among the other men when Cocky wasn’t in their company. He had certainly made a huge impression on all of us. For me, however, I would now become fixated about seeing Corky in action.Several months before, I had moved in with a girlfriend named Mandy. We had a good sex life and I loved her open-mindedness. She was not only into oral and anal sex but also adventurous in her approach to fucking. Although we had begun to discuss having a threesome, thus far nothing had yet happened. What particularly intrigued me about our discussions was, that she made it clear that she would only consider a ménage trios with another guy. Best of all, she knew that I was opportunistically bisexual and had no problem with that.For me, Corky now became the perfect candidate. My greatest concern, however, was that Mandy might find him too skanky and crude. I was not concerned about Corky stealing her from me if she did take to him because he always made it known that he was not into cebeci escort relationships, and had no intention of settling down with anyone. As far as Corky wanting to fuck Mandy was concerned, with her looks, I reasoned that would be a no-brainer.Although I had mentioned Corky to Mandy I did not tell her about his ‘big reveal,’ after it had happened. I, nevertheless, was now becoming completely fixated on a threesome with Corky. I fully accepted that he was straight and that the threesome would not include any interaction between him and me. Seeing him in action nonetheless would be enough for me.On a Friday evening after work, I decided to get the ball rolling by inviting Corky to have a few drinks with me at a local bar.“I would love to have a few drinks with you, and who knows? Maybe I’ll find some fresh pussy to fuck at the pub,” he approved with a laugh.At the bar, as we sat sipping our drinks, I pulled out an excellent photograph of Mandy and showed it to him.“Wow… You are a very lucky guy. I’d love to get my hands on a beauty like this,” he exclaimed with a smile.Deciding to cut to the chase, I answered, “Well, maybe that’s a possibility.”Corky now looked at me quizzically, and with a disbelieving frown asked, “So you’d like me to fuck your girlfriend?”“Sure, why not? Mandy and I are very open-minded, and I’m sure she’ll enjoy it a lot,” I replied.“And what will you get out of it?” Corky questioned with a frown.I was relieved that he didn’t seem disgusted, but intrigued by my offer. I also knew that I was now embarking on unchartered territory and needed to be cautious.“Can you keep a secret, Corky?” I gingerly asked.“Of course, Noel,” he reassuringly answered.“Don’t get me wrong, I love Mandy and we are happy together. Truth be told, however, I am also bisexual,” I added, before promptly qualifying, “But if I can watch my girlfriend getting pleasured, that’s would be exciting for me.”I was once more relieved not to see a look of distaste on his face.In a noncommittal manner, Corky again looked at Mandy’s photograph, before saying, “Okay, if that floats your boat, it’s good for me.”I was slightly disappointed that Corky wasn’t more enthusiastic about the offer, or more encouraging about my ‘participation.’“So, does the idea not appeal to you?” I apprehensively asked.“Fuck yeah, the idea appeals to me very kolej escort much. Just name the date and time,” Corky then answered with a lot more enthusiasm.Before we went our separate ways, I told Corky that I would discuss the matter with Mandy and make arrangements with him the following week.On Saturday, I finally told Mandy all about Corky’s big reveal. I could see that Mandy was intrigued but also apprehensive after my revelations about his skankiness. In an attempt to bolster Corky’s shares, I told Mandy that when he was on his exploits, he always used condoms. This information had arisen during our lunch breaks when Corky had mentioned that as much as he hated using condoms, he wasn’t prepared to take chances with infections or unwanted pregnancies. By Sunday evening, I was pleased when Mandy gave the go-ahead.The following week, I invited Corky for supper on Friday evening. Although Mandy could tell how excited I was, I expressed my expectation that my role would simply be a voyeuristic one.“Don’t be so sure of that. Who knows? Maybe Corky is more adventurous than you think,” she reminded me.‘If only,’ I mentally ruminated to myself.By Friday I was so excited about the evening ahead, that during the day, I masturbated twice when I used the toilet at work.After work, my heart dropped when Corky announced that he would not be going home first, and simply follow me home.‘Oh, Jesus, now Mandy is going to see him at his skanky best,’ I thought to myself.I have to give Mandy props for not wincing when Corky and I entered the house. After standing around and sipping our drinks, Mandy announced that supper would be ready in ten minutes. I then made a big show of announcing that I needed to clean my hands and was pleased when Corky asked if he could join me.When we got to the bathroom Corky stated that he first needed to take a piss. As I scrubbed my hands I heard what sounded like Niagara Falls in the toilet bowl behind me. I cannot begin to explain my excitement at the sound, and couldn’t help thinking about the phallus that was producing those erotic noises.When he was done, Corky joined me at the vanity and got solidly stuck in with the nailbrush I handed him.Next, looking at me earnestly as he went about his task, Corky said, “Listen, Noel, I’m not as straight-laced as you might think. I’d like you to enjoy your evening and not be anxious about the inevitable bodily contact between us when we get going.”I wasn’t sure of the full extent of his meaning but hoped that it meant that if I touched him while he was fucking Mandy, there would be no repercussions.Once we sat down to supper, I was elated when I sensed Mandy warming to Corky. It was obvious that his unassuming goofiness was winning her over.
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