The Beginning

He was so cute on Grindr. Just came right out and told me I was handsome and extremely good looking. That was bound to get my attention. We chatted, flirted and exchanged photos both naughty and nice.

Then I had to tell my partner. Everything. Well, actually, since we'd be hunting for the occasional three-way play for about 18 months now, it wasn't something that was taboo in our relationships. Actually, since I had cheated on the Boofhead and broke his heart we had played with several guys together and alone. So it's not as if my showing him a photo and conversation on my iPhone with a 22-year old was going to freak him out. In fact, I told him that we're meeting him for a quick coffee the next day. So I didn't really want to leave much room for getting out of it.

After all, we're 35. And how often does a hot little 22-year-old throw himself at a 35 year old couple. Yes couple. I told him from the first hello that we were a couple. In that initial adrenaline-charged Grindr conversation he had seen photos of both of us. And he liked what he saw.

Hell, I liked what I saw from the profile screen. He is 22 after all. Cute. Blonde. 5'6". Button nose. Slight facial features. Bright blue eyes. Course hairychest and stomach and forearms. I was already deciding I wanted to bed this boy. The Boofhead would take more convincing. Until we met him.

A little bogan. Board shorts and a surf-brand t-shirt. Thongs.

Hot. Steaming hot. And cute to boot. Wow.

And the conversation flowed. Easily. This kid can talk. And talk. And he doesn't act or look the slightest bit gay. Yum. When all out sunglasses come off I notice his eyes. Even better in real life. Then I notice the Boofhead's eyes. They have that narrowing look that he gets when he's hot for someone and flirting. Yes. I was keeping my cool. Boofhead was flirting openly. I was in.

Actually, WE were in.

Since we live across the road from cafe we met at, it was pretty easy to bring the Kid home. And the sex. Well. The Kid has an 8-inch dick that is so thick I can't fit it all in my mouth. And I deep-throat pretty well. How I would take this thing up my arse, I have no idea. But I wouldnt' have to do that yet. He kissed like a pro. He sucked like a pro. His hairy little body was all over us both.

After four hours he was in love. And we both could tell. And that made The Boofhead uncomfortable. But it excited me to no end. In this kid, I could see my sexual dream come true... the potential of my "best case scenario". A three-way relationship with two guys I am hot for.

Suffice to say, it's been a month now. And apart from one weekend trip away with Boofhead's family, we all haven't been apart. He stays here every night. We have sex in one form or another every single day. Often twice or three times.

That was the beginning. The rest of this story is being told daily when I manage to post.

Standby. Because this is the first three-way relationship any of us have had. And it could get messy. Or wonderful.