Vincent Orlando.txt

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Cheating on his girlfriend had become something of a bad habit for Vincent. As nice as Katherine was when things were good, she had a tendency to really get on his nerves whenever things were bad. It was one of those bad times that found him in the bedroom of a girl he had only just met, though there was one large difference between now and the other times that he had cheated on Katherine: there was another guy in the room with them. It was Orlando, one of Vincent's long-time friends, and although they had seen each other naked before, even caught each other in the act a couple of times, sharing a girl with him was something completely different.

It was a lot easier than it would have been with any of their other friends, though, because Orlando also have a wife that he was cheating on. It made Vincent feel that little bit less guilty about what he was doing, at least for the time being.

After Vincent and Orlando had taken turns with the girl, they both fucked her at once, and it was at the end of that bout of double penetration that the girl moved up from the bed and headed into the bathroom to clean up. Vincent and Orlando were left on the bed together, nude and huffing to regain their breath. It really wasn't as easy to go multiple rounds as it had been when the two of them were younger. As Vincent looked over Orlando, he couldn't help but take in some of the man's details—some that he hadn't really thought about before. Orlando wasn't buff, but he was pretty thin, and he had just enough muscle definition that he looked like he might hit the gym pretty often. If he did, Orlando didn't talk about it, and Vincent wasn't about to ask at a time like this.

Orlando eventually caught him looking, and his lips curled into a smirk before he looked over Vincent in turn. "You're staring pretty deep over there," Orlando began, "see something you like?" His tone was a teasing one, but Vincent was half-tempted to respond positively and see what would happen.

"As a matter of fact, yeah. You're looking pretty good, buddy," Vincent told him, before looking away with a smirk on his face. Orlando reached over to Vincent and took a hold of his hand, then placed it against his chest.

"Care to put your mouth where your mouth is?"

A few moments later, Vincent was laid back against the bed. His legs were spread open and wrapped around Orlando's waist. Vincent wasn't really sure if they were being serious about what they were doing in that moment or whether they were still trying to one-up one another, but Orlando's cock was laid against his, a little bigger than Vincent's own was, and they were both rock hard and then Orlando was pulling his cock down and then it was pressed up against Vincent's ass. Lubrication was needed, so Orlando pulled back and spat onto his hand before lubing up his cock, then pushing inside properly.

Was this what the women who Vincent had sex with felt like when he was careless with them? It was a rush of emotions that Vincent wasn't used to, but he was pretty sure that he liked it.

"You look so good like that, maybe I should keep you there," Orlando teased as he slipped his hands against Vincent's shoulders and leaned down for a kiss. Had Orlando been with a guy before? It seemed like it, whereas Vincent had only ever thought about being with guys. Having sex with his friend didn't make him gay, did it? He hoped not, but the worries he felt upon thinking about that soon melted away as Orlando began fucking him properly. His friend even reached down between the two of them and wrapped a hand around Vincent's cock, then began pumping away while Vincent yanked from their kiss to moan out into the open air.

"You... fuh-fucking..." Vincent muttered under his breath, his words carrying less venom than the choice of words might have suggested, but Orlando merely leaned down for another kiss again, and it was only a few pumps more before the two men came together, huffing with need and grasping for whatever they could get a hold of. Vincent's ass was filled up with cum for the first time in his life, and he was left with many questions, but only one firm answer: he definitely wanted to do more of that.

The woman they had been taking turns fucking soon left the bathroom, happening upon the scene of the two of them laid together, Orlando's cock still inside Vincent's ass. "Oh, you guys are still here."