Obsession (Lucky Secrets - Vol. 3): Lucky Secrets, #3

Vol. 3 – Obsession

Hannah was ready. More than ready, actually. She appeared to be in heat as she rose up to begin undressing her lover and boss, Robert. Nate groaned softly as he watched his wife running her delicate fingers over the man's muscles, slipping along the curve of his bicep, down his powerful chest, caressing the top of his flexed thighs. Robert didn't bother trying to hide his lust and he didn't have to. He was enthralled with her and Nate could only watch and wish it was him in that place.

Hannah had removed all of his clothes except the man's underwear and she stopped, her hand reaching out to trace his erection through the crotch.

You're so big, Robert, she cooed, touching him slowly. Nate bit his lip as Hannah continued to explore him, tugging on his meaty shaft through the last of his clothes. Not only was her boss taller and leaner than Nate, he was well-endowed and it didn't seem like Nate stood a fighting chance. Worse, the thought of the man's enormous cock skewering Hannah, opening her up wide and pounding her harder and deeper than he could was a unique kind of torture because he was immediately hard once more as soon as he thought of it.

Robert couldn't take his eyes off of Hannah's naked frame. Her beautiful breasts were just inches from his hands. Her luscious thighs were already parted and her bare, succulent lips were swollen from his mouth. Nate thought that her boss must have waited impatiently for this moment; the chance to bed the beautiful blond who made his heart skip a beat every time she passed. When the man on the bed looked over at Nate, he was shocked by what he heard come out of his mouth.

Come here, Nate, Robert said and patted the spot next to him on the bed. Don't be shy.

Nate shook his head ‘no’; he couldn't be that close. There was no way of knowing what might happen.

No, I'm good here.

Hannah couldn't stand the suspense any longer and the man's underwear were quickly pushed down over his hips and soon tossed over the side of the bed. Robert's cock was twice as long as Nate's. Nate noticed this all in spite of the fact that he was trying desperately not to look. Twice as long and twice as thick, it pushed up between his thighs every time Hannah reached out to touch it and Nate wondered how she could possibly fit all of that inside her.

Did you tell your husband what you watched? Robert's voice was low and intimate when he spoke to Hannah, as if they had already been lovers. Did you tell him what turned you on? Robert was talking about the video and Nate's heart began to beat double time at the suggestion.

Not yet, Hannah looked over at Nate and scooped her hair back, but something tells me that he knows. He's been on my computer at home, she looked at Nate with a stern gaze, in case he wasn't being punished enough, he's been a shitty spy so far, so I'm sure he watched it.

Did you, Nate? Robert rolled over on one elbow to face Nate. You watched it, didn't you? Robert smiled. The man seemed to know the answer without Nate even confessing. And you liked it, didn’t you? he smirked.

He had and he was petrified that Robert knew. The man's dark eyes were full of lust and for the first time, Nate felt that it wasn't all for Hannah. Robert had told Hannah that he was bisexual and he wondered if his wife hadn't planned on him participating more than she said initially.

Come on, Nate, you can admit it, Robert nodded and it felt as if Nate's smaller dick responded to the man in spite of the fact that he was trying so hard to look away. Come here and tell me, he said again. He wasn't just Hannah's boss; it felt as if he were suddenly taking charge of the whole scenario. Nate was compelled to do as the man said and when he reached the bed where his wife and her lover were in each others arms, he realized that he was the only one who wasn't naked and he looked at both of them, wishing that he and Robert could trade places and knowing that he wasn't man enough for the job.

Robert had no intention of letting it go. You watched the video, Nate, and it drove you crazy, didn't it? Thinking of being with Hannah like that, Robert reached for him, touching Nate's thigh as he continued. Hannah and another man.

Nate continued to fight his true feelings and shook his head, saying, I'm not gay.

It wasn't an answer and he realized how ridiculous it sounded as he sat this close to a naked man. Robert was gorgeous, actually. Every inch of him sculpted to perfection and he and Hannah made a perfect couple. Nate felt the gush of precum dribble from him when he looked at the man's huge dick, wondering how he could continue to lie to both of them. He was turned on looking at Robert. He had just thought of him as gorgeous. He was wetting his thigh, staring at his manhood.

Baby, look at you, Hannah sighed as she writhed against her new lover's pelvis, all hot and bothered with another man.

She grasped Robert's hard-on in her hand again and began lowering herself. Her curvy, pink lips were opening as she moved to the bed and once she was lying between his legs, Nate wondered how she could open her mouth wide enough to suck his monster cock. The tip of her tongue meandering along the pole that she held firmly in her fingers, squeezing a bit of Robert's salty liquid from his slit and licking it up.

I always knew you wanted to watch me like this, Nate, she purred as she wound her tongue along the ridge of his engorged head before she began to take the man's cock in her mouth.

Nate clamped his hand over his mouth as she bobbed her head down, up, and then down again on his shaft, watching her take more dick than he ever thought she could handle. It was excruciating to see her enjoy it so much. Looking to his right and seeing the pure animal desire that burned in Robert's eyes made it worse. It turned him on. Robert touched his face and whispered, It was never just Hannah. You know that, right?

Nate gulped. What exactly was her boss saying?

Wh..what do you mean? he shuddered as he looked at Robert. He knew what the man meant and asking him to explain made it all too real.

I wanted you too, Nate, Robert told him before he drew Nate close and the man began to kiss him. Nate tried to pull away, his hand on the man's chest, but there was no contest. Not only was Robert bigger and stronger, but in his heart, Nate had never wanted to say no. When Hannah's boss opened his mouth with his tongue and possessed Nate's mouth with his tongue, Nate knew that he had crossed a line that he could never return from. Once he felt Robert's teeth nibble his bottom lip and then returned the kiss in full force, he wasn't sure that he wanted to.

Nate heard the cry of pleasure. It started as a whimper and grew into something too loud to ignore. It was coming from him and he was moaning into Robert's open mouth as their tongues melded and explored the other. He was kissing the man; worse, he knew that he'd always wanted to. The sound of want that he made was even louder than the sound of his wife sucking Robert's dick, sloppy, wet sounds from her stuffed mouth moving back and forth on his throbbing shaft, faster and faster.

He pulled away. He had to do it now, before it was too late. "What the fuck?" he was asking himself. What was he doing? He wasn't gay. He'd never been with another man. He'd never let himself, not that he'd never thought about it, but it had been far too forbidden. If he didn't leave, he knew that he would finally indulge himself. He'd push Hannah to the side and take over. He'd hardly ever even let himself remember all the times that he'd found himself jagging off ferociously at the idea of sucking a huge cock. It was always huge and he was always on his knees, worshiping it, stroking himself when he felt it touch the entrance of his throat. Nate didn't just want to pleasure a man; he wanted to be violated. He wanted to be forced and then filled and then flooded with mouthfuls of cum, too fast for him to swallow it all. He could almost feel the hot liquid bubbling down his chin and dripping on his neck. There was nothing else to do. Either surrender or tear himself away now, right this second.

I have to go, he said. He was trembling. Nate's fingers were not under his control as he tried to pull up his pants.

Wait, it's fine. You don't have to do anything you don't want, Robert said. He almost made him do it. He almost returned to his arms. Hannah had stopped, taking her soft, round lips from the man's erection. She cocked her head in his direction and her eyes were laughing at him when she licked his slit and tasted him. When he kissed her, Nate knew he would taste the man's essence left behind in her mouth.

Nate shook his head, not knowing if he could kiss Hannah again without thinking of Robert. No, I have to go, he said and felt as if he was choking and once his pants were up, he ran for the door, not letting himself even look back for a moment. He would be lost if he didn't go right now.

When he finally got back to their place, he was a mess. He paced the living room, back and forth, never stopping, never letting himself rest. If he stopped, he'd think of the two of them and there was no comfort in that idea. Worse, he'd think of the three of them and that could make him go crazy.

It was almost dark when Hannah came home, fully clothed once more. She seemed almost more naked than she had been in the hotel room. Her heels clicked across the floor as she entered the room and she seemed to glow. There was no point in asking what had happened. Nate didn't want to hear the blow by blow of what they'd done. He was still jealous and he didn't know if he was more jealous of Robert or Hannah.

I'm glad you're home, was all he said and Hannah nodded before going to the bedroom. He thought about her cleaning up. Her panties would be ruined. Her stockings too, probably, dripping with the other man's cum. He bit his hand and told himself to stop when he thought about fishing the used underwear from the hamper later. His self-control was almost gone. He was in big trouble.

*****

Nate laid low all weekend, never leaving the house. He wasn't sure why he wanted to pout, but he couldn't stop himself. Hannah tried to talk with him, but no matter what she did, all he could do was snap at her.

Whatever, Nate. You're driving me fucking crazy, Hannah had finally shouted at him Sunday afternoon. It's not my fault that you left. Or that you were spying on me in the first place!

She stormed off and Nate grabbed his car keys in a huff and drove off with no destination in mind. He told himself that it was coincidence that he wound up in the adult bookstore parking lot. He had never been so pissed off or so horny before in his life and he wasn't sure which he planned on indulging, but he'd reached the boiling point. He heard the buzzer announce that he'd entered the building when he opened the door and the familiar feeling of shame came over him when he ducked inside. Every time he came here, he felt a little dirty. Today it was worse than ever before. He couldn't get the picture of Hannah and Robert in the bed out of his mind.

Nate pushed his hands into his pockets and strolled casually through the adult videos. He had never bought any of the movies that he looked at here. He had always worried that Hannah would find them no matter where he tried to tuck them away. Even though she had never checked up on him, there would be no better time for her to start.

He passed the dimly lit hallway to his right and tried not to think about what he had heard about the backroom here. It was all rumors, just guys talking shit, probably feeling guilty that they even thought about it. There wasn't any truth to it, was there? Nate passed by and felt his dick lurch in the front of his jeans. What if it were actually true? He told himself that no one would know if he just looked.

There were two doors at the end of the hall - one on the left and one on the right. Nate wondered if there was a difference. Excuse me, Nate said. The man behind him wore his hat down low and brushed past him, opening the door on the right and shutting it quickly behind him. Nate followed. There was no point in waiting in the hall; it was like asking to be caught.

There was a screen on the back wall and the image of two naked men was larger than life. Nate was frozen in his tracks. He couldn't move. All he could do was watch as the buff, young blond man dropped to his knees and began to rub his face along the older man's solid body. His mouth was pressed to his pelvis. His lips caressed his upper thighs and suddenly his tongue was out as he licked the man's erection from base to tip.

The man that had entered before him was watching as well and Nate heard him unzip his pants and looked stealthily over at his crotch.

Hey, you want me to jack you off? the man hissed in the semi-darkness and there was no one else in the room. The man must be asking him.

Nate did want that but he didn't want to say yes out loud. Instead he just backed up so that he was standing next to the man. Nate held his breath as he squinted and watched as the tall man, whose face was in shadow and didn't look up, unzipped Nate's pants. It was the first time that he'd ever felt a man's hand on his body and Nate closed his eyes and let his mind wander back to the hotel room. If he had stayed and Robert's big, strong hand had moved down the center of his body, he would have never been able to say no.

Nate paid no attention to the porn movie once the man in the hat began touching him. He had always wanted to come to the back room; it had been like a scab that he couldn't resist running his finger down for too long. He'd always run away scared at the last minute and now he knew why. Everything he had heard was true. The man in the hat spit in his palm and rubbed his dick exactly as he would have rubbed it himself. Squeezing the center of his shaft hard, he pulled on his cock, wetting it, finding the rhythm that made Nate let out a moan in spite of himself.

You like that? the man touching him asked but never waited for an answer. Relax and let me make you cum. Nate didn't know, and at the moment didn't care, how many others might be in the dimly lit room anymore. In his mind's eye, he wasn't even there himself. He was with the big man who he had watched ravish his wife. Robert was about to take complete control of him and he didn't even know how desperate Nate was to give it to him.

The hand gripped him and he rocked back and forth into the fingers. Robert knew what he liked, what he needed, better than he cared to confess even to himself. Faster, harder, the hand engulfed him and Nate tensed. His erection was screaming for release and when he remembered the kiss, he couldn't stop it anymore.

Fuck, God, yes, he said and his climax sprang from him and shot across the room. Nate was sure that the man was covered in his forbidden longing and that made it impossible to hold back. He arched his back and pushed again and again as the pleasure consumed his body. He would melt just like Hannah under the man's touch and now there wasn't a reason to stop himself.

Nate was still gasping, his cock spitting the last of his semen in the stranger's hand when he heard the man murmur. Damn, you came all over me. It's all over the front of my pants. The least you could do is clean it up for me.

Nate broke