As our erotic encounters progressed, I saw Laurent navigating more and more easily towards his prostatic pleasure. He complemented our sexual games with a daily practice of anal masturbation.  

Every morning shower is an excuse to take out the small black dildo. He slides it in with delight using one hand, aided by soap bubbles, while the other hand firmly holds his penis.

He shamelessly enjoys himself under the warm water. Other times, in his bed at night, before his partner joins him.

He shares these prostatic ecstasies with me via video. I watch him surrender to them from a distance.

He likes knowing I'm watching him. This perverse game is delicious.

I dream of seeing him with a real penis. I don't tell him, and it comes directly from him.

One day, he kisses me and whispers in my ear that he would like a man to take him while he's taking me. We both enjoy this idea. 

In the following days, I get in touch with bisexual men. I find one who is available, and we plan to spend a steamy night in Lyon. A date is arranged.

I tell Laurent about the project, and he shudders at the idea.

The days leading up to our trio are very intense. Our imagination makes a burning elixir flow through our veins. 

It was agreed to meet our game partner, Fouad, under the tail of the horse of the equestrian statue of Louis XIV in Place Bellecour. 

We wait for him, anxiously. He arrives soon. Mechanically, we walk towards our Airbnb in Old Lyon, getting to know each other.

Fouad is bisexual with a strong preference for men. 

We go up the stairs, through the door. 

My heart is beating fast. I can sense Laurent is excited and a little awkward. 

Fouad asks for the bathroom. 

During his short absence, I snuggle up to Laurent and kiss him languorously. He begins to caress my back, my buttocks – while Fouad arrives behind me and joins in the action with great delicacy. 

I feel Laurent leave my lips for Fouad's, over my left shoulder. 

I'm electrified to see this kiss so close up. These two men together. Absolute beauty.

I can feel their tails swelling on both sides under the embrace. 

I lower my right hand onto Laurent's penis and move the other hand behind to feel Fouad's erection.

I slowly crouch down, letting their tongues intertwine. I shift slightly so my face is close to their waists, unzip their flys, and caress them both through their boxers. They don't break their kiss, though. 

I feel a small drop of seminal fluid on the fabric, which shows that Fouad is very aroused. I then take out his penis first. 

I love that special moment when I discover a man's intimacy. I look at it, caress it, and take it in my mouth. Far from stopping the two men, their embrace intensifies. They caress each other's backs, buttocks, and chests. I am captivated by such virility.

I then took out Laurent's penis to suck it directly.

For the first time, I find myself with two divinely curved rods before me.

Instinctively I take them in each of my hands to guide the roundness of their glans onto my tongue. The first contact of their genitals takes place in my mouth.

I feel Laurent's hand on my hair, emphasizing the movement.

I play at uniting them by licking them, teasing them and going around them.

Laurent crouches down and joins me. Fouad becomes King. A man's tongue and a woman's tongue for his pleasure. Laurent and I kiss around his twitching cock. We suck him with shared love and excitement.

I can't resist taking a step back and leaving Laurent completely devoted to Fouad. I savor the spectacle of these two men with immense delight. Laurent transforms and takes him in his mouth up to the hilt. He sets an impressive pace. Like the irrepressible expression of a desire held back for too long.

His gluttony and ease make Fouad groan. 

Are you sure this is your first time doing this?

Laurent doesn't stop to answer. 

I move closer to stroke his hair as if to reassure him that I am with him.

He straightens up and leads me into the bedroom.