An Evolving Relationship

First to strip was Tim. He had a very attractive face and I wanted to see him naked. His skin was extremely soft for a guy, and surprisingly creamy. As his shorts dropped a very thin uncut cock sprung into view. It was about six inches long and slim. The skin covered the head and his dark curly hair was contained just above a pair of compact, tight balls. Jeremy withdrew his tongue from its attempt to lick Trish and he also stood and shed his clothes. His cock was a surprise. His tall slim frame did not give a hint of his long thick cock. I could have guessed it was over eight inches and also uncut. The balls were quite small in proportion but he had shaved his pubic area and it made him look like a six feet schoolboy.

"Let's get started," I said.

Jeremy showed little technique so he pulled her up and started to kiss as though his life depended on it. She gave him what he wanted and his finger started to enter her as he stood beside her. He panted and his thick cock was rigid. She gripped him and gently stroked him but he looked a little "trigger happy," gripping her wrist to stop her lest he blow far too early.

Tim stood, watching and stroking his rock hard little cock. I so wanted to see it enter Trish but it made sense to let them do it their way. Jeremy was behind her and held her from the back rubbing his hard cock up and down on her buttocks. A trail of pre-cum traced up her back. I was so happy to be a spectator. Trish held her hand out so Tim and I took a side each and allowed her to grip both cocks and stroke them as Jeremy rode his cock up and down on her buttocks.

"I would like Tim to fuck me first," said Trish.

He quickly pulled a condom on his cock and Trish laid him on the floor and then facing him, she sat down on his cock, It disappeared inside rather easily but at least in that position Trish was able to get some deep penetration. Jeremy gently slapped her face with his cock and she gripped me swallowing as much of the head as she could manage as she humped up and down on Tim. Tim seemed so small under Trish's frame. His cock slid in and disappeared each time she sat on him. Jeremy offered his cock to her and she willingly accepted but it was obvious he would blow with too much attention so she would have to be careful and a mouthful of cum at this stage would spoil the afternoon.

This continued for five minutes or so before Trish stood up, leaving Tim's cock sticking upright, covered in her juices. Jeremy homed in and pushed Trish back on the bed, his tongue snaking into her open cunt, obviously excited to be entering the void so recently vacated by Tim's small dick. He slurped noisily and Trish seemed to be enjoying the attention as her back arched and she started the whimpering I knew so well when she was beginning her slow climb to orgasm.

Tim bent over to kiss Trish on the lips, his boyish buttocks pointing straight at me and his rosebud so perfectly exposed in my direction. I placed my hand on his right buttock as though to encourage him and after a brief look over his shoulder at me, he smiled and went back to kiss Trish. I let my hand wander over his buttock and then traced my finger over his exposed hole. He shuddered in an excited way but continued to kiss. His arse gently pushed backwards as I stroked him.

Emboldened by this, I leaned forward and started to kiss his buttocks. He wriggled a little but didn't pull away so I swiftly moved my tongue to his bumhole and licked around before pushing the tip into his hole. He gasped but instead of pulling back, he thrust his buttock on to my mouth. I didn't need a second invitation and all attempts at covert activity went as I gripped his buttocks with both hands and pulled him back slightly, my tongue delving as deeply as I could into his hole. He stood, slightly bent forward, pushed back against my mouth with his cock in his right hand stroking.

Jeremy was oblivious to this as he continued to lick Trish.

"Fuck me please," pleaded Trish. "Let me feel that big cock in me!"

He pulled her back up the bed and put himself in the missionary position on top. I stopped my attack on Tim to watch as he lined his big cock up and gently slid it into Trish. She gasped as he steadily pushed into her in one slow thrust.

"Oh yes," she said, pushing her body up to meet his fucking.

He lay on top and started to fuck her hard. I turned Tim round and he smiled at me, dropping to his knees and taking my cock in his mouth. I let him and watched Trish being fucked hard as my cock was being sucked by an eighteen year old Chinese boy. When he took his mouth off me I lifted him to his feet and knelt to suck his cock in return. I managed the whole cock right up to his pubic patch and then licked around his bare balls.

He had to stop me as he was about to cum and much as I was willing to let him it may have overshadowed the main reason for being there. I nodded in Trish's direction and Tim crawled over to offer his cock to her waiting mouth. Jeremy was hammering into Trish then suddenly lifted her legs high in a "V" format to give him even more access to her cunt. I could see the lips folding in and stretching out with each stroke and I so wanted to lick at Jeremy's cock somehow.

I crawled forward and managed to ease my head under her legs, looking upward at Jeremy towering above. It affected his stroke briefly but he let me. Soon my head was under Jeremy's balls and beside Trish's vagina and I managed to get my tongue against her cunt lips with Jeremy's cock pumping in and out. His hard muscle was rigid against my tongue as it slid in and out of her.

"Oh fuck I'm about to cum," he said.

"Cum in her," I begged.

Trish was screaming as she reached her own climax, her nails digging into this stud's back and she arched her back willing her body to impale itself even more on to the rod pushing inside her.

His groan sounded like a wounded animal as his thrusts slowed and then increased and I felt his rod stiffen as the fluid pumped into Trish. My tongue picked up vibration of his cum entering her. He stopped and pulled his cock out. It had started to deflate and the heavy organ plopped on to my lips, still discharging it's warm, sticky load into the condom. He pulled away quickly and left Trish leaking cunt in my face. I licked her and felt the heat on my tongue.

I stood as Jeremy discreetly headed to clean himself. Trish grabbed Tim and put his cock in her mouth. He sat across her shoulders leaving me free to push my cock into her seriously wet cunt. There was little traction but I easily emptied my own heavy load into Trish. Tim panted and gave her a squirt of his man juice straight down her throat.

By the time Jeremy came back, it was all over. Trish lay leaking cum from her cunt and mouth, a smile playing on her face and Tim looked happy too.

The lad were flying home three days later so we didn't get a chance for a repeat though I did get Tim's number which he seemed eager I should have.

We didn't look for any more sex on the holiday, returning to our stored fantasies to feed our sex life for the rest of the fortnight. Much as my cock told me I wanted to do it as often as I could, even I knew that it we did it too much it would have an effect on our own relationship, especially remembering the size of Jeremy's cock and Trish's reaction to it.

We stopped actively looking for extra sex. We weren't on the contact or dogging sites any more and though I still wanked over possible fantasy scenes with and without Trish, we returned to being "Mr & Mrs Average."

Sometimes even when you're not looking, with the "radar" switched on, it can still happen though. Trish's cousin was getting married back up in the Highlands and we were invited. It was a sizeable wedding and we were going to have to stay over so we booked an overpriced room in the hotel where the reception was being held. It was a large country house hotel, around four miles from the church and a few other guests were staying there too. Most of the others were being coached or were driving from the wedding to the reception. Of course, being a Highland wedding meant having to wear the obligatory kilt and all close family were encouraged to do so. I had to hire before leaving home. I almost ruined the kilt on the night I picked it up before coming North when Trish requested a dress rehearsal and when I stood in front of her in kilt, shirt and jacket, she checked I was not wearing underwear and satisfied I wasn't, set out to have sex.

"I love a man in a kilt," she said.

I had to secretly agree and I ended up shagging Trish, kilt held up and cock embedded into her. The trouble was, when I came, quite a lot ended up on the kilt and it took quite some time to remove the stain and I had to use the hair dryer to get the kilt ready for wearing again.

Anyway, on the day of the wedding the sun shone and we all were waiting to go into the church when, amongst all the kids flying around in hyperactive fashion I was aware of someone watching me. Across the gravel driveway was a stunningly attractive young man, in kilt (so he had to be from somewhere in the immediate family) and he was staring, only dropping his eyes when I looked up to meet his gaze.

This attractive lad looked around 18 or 19. He had blonde, slightly curly hair, was well built without being heavy and had a stunning round face with piercing blue eyes. I casually asked Trish who he was.

"I think he's the groom's younger brother," said Trish. "Why?"

"Cos he keeps staring as us," I said.

I didn't want to say, "He keeps staring at me."

We were ushered into the church and sure enough, he was on the other side of the aisle, with the groom's parents. He kept casually looking over and gave an enigmatic smile when I caught his eye from time to time. I saw him ask his mother who we were and she seemed to have calculated our relationship as when she looked over and smiled at us, she then pointed at Trish's cousin as though to confirm our family membership.

Soon it was all over and we had the afternoon meal in the hotel. The men adjourned for a pre-evening event drink and the women took strolls in the grounds. I was chatting with some guests who were kilt-free so obviously friends of bride or groom and again, caught the lad standing in a small group but looking at me. He had a beer in his hand so I realised he must be over eighteen, even though his lack of stubble suggested otherwise. He smiled that smile again and batted his long eyelashes as he did so, before being pulled away by his fellow guests.

Soon the evening music was set up and a coach load of evening guests arrived to swell the numbers. I lost Trish to her family and was wandering around joining in and out of conversations when I caught a glimpse of him again sitting in a corner talking to someone. The chair was quite low and I was aware that with a little effort I might be able to see up his kilt and confirm if he was or wasn't a true Scotsman. I casually walked over to the other side of the seated group and plopped down on a chair. He still hadn't seen me. He was laughing and joking with some slightly younger lads (orange juice being the giveaway). As he moved in his chair I was able to briefly catch a glimpse of flesh between his legs. It was fleeting but that little glimpse of testicle was enough to start my cock rising. I pushed it down and closed my legs but it was rising slightly between them.

"Hi!"

He was standing beside me looking down at me, hand out to shake. I held mine out and as I had a beer in the other hand, my cock slightly rose between my legs. I didn't think it was obvious but that smile was there again.

"I'm Scott, Terry the groom's, brother."

"Yes I noticed you earlier," I said.

"I know you did. Was that your wife with you?"

"Yes that's Trish but she's my girlfriend. So did you know who I was?"

"Yes and no. I knew you were coming to the wedding but didn't know what you looked like."

"How did you know about me?"

"I know an old school friend of yours, Adrian. Though he's about your age we've been quite....friendly over the last few months."

My blood ran cold. Adrian, my first love, who left me for a woman, was possible having sex with this little Adonis. I was suddenly jealous of both of them. If Adrian was back "doing it," where did that leave me?

He continued. "Adrian was back for a few weeks as his father died and he was helping to wind up the estate. I've been home for the Summer before starting at University in Glasgow in the Autumn.

"Glasgow!" I thought. "Very close to me."

"He told me you and him used to be very close at one time," he said.

"Well you now what kids are like?" I said.

"You must have been around my age when you knew him so not exactly kids," he said.

"It's a long time ago and now I'm with Trish. Have you any girlfriends?" I said trying to change the subject.

"Like Adrian and maybe you too, of course I have a girlfriend but sometimes it's good to do lad's things, isn't it."

"Oh I do everything with Trish," I blurted.

"Everything?" he said incredulously.

I looked at him, narrowed my eyes and said, "Everything!"

"Wow that's even more fun!"

"Are you saying what I think you're saying?" I asked him.

"Depend if you're saying what I think you're saying," he replied. "Are you staying here tonight?"

"My parents have a room and I have a single which means I'm a free agent tonight. What do you think?"

"I need to check with Trish," I said.

"I'm happy with or without Trish," he said.

I left him on a promise and headed off to find her.

Now Trish knew I had been with Adrian in my young days and also knew I had a bit of a bi-tendency when we had sex. I'm also sure she realised that one of the reasons we had threesomes was so I could get my hand on some cock though we hadn't discussed that in great detail. At the end of the day Trish was a horny sod and if it got her some extra cock she was happy to go along with it, so it suited us both. What I hadn't told her is how deep my feelings for Adrian had been at the time. I am sure that if he had reciprocated those feelings into adulthood, I would be living a gay life rather than a straight one. Now Scott had set my heart aflutter but I was thankful I had been strong enough not to accept the offer of sex with him alone. There was emotional danger here and I loved and respected Trish too much to do something behind her back with someone I was sexually attracted to as much as I was with Scott.

I found Trish in full flow with a group of girls, giggly with the wine and having a ball. I took her arm carefully and guided her into a corner.

I told her about Scott and just managed to point him out to her through the crowd.

"He looks like jail bait," she said.

"Sixteen is the age of consent here," I said, "And he's safely eighteen even though he looks like a wee Highland laddie."

"Sweet though," said Trish. "I wonder if he'll keep his kilt on. I'd love sex with two guys in kilts."

"Is that a yes then?" I said, hoping it was because if she refused I felt I might be tempted to go solo with this stunning blonde lad.

"You know I love being pumped by an energetic teenager Robin and he is certainly a fine example of that," she replied.

I sought him out and told him the news suggesting we all feign tiredness a little earlier than normal. I said we would head to our room about 10.00pm and have a shower and wait for him. I also asked him to make sure he put his kilt back on.

"Dirty bugger," he said.

I reminded him that Trish knew about Adrian but not about the length or intensity of the relationship and he agreed to stay quiet about that.

We actually started to head up to our room at 9.30pm while the dancing was still in full flow and we weren't going to be missed. Both of us had a few drink inside and were quite merry and horny. I couldn't wait to explore the body of this young stud. We showered and I put my kilt and a t-shirt on to await his arrival. It was about 10.20pm when the door knocked.

He was dressed quite similarly to me but with a rugby top above his kilt.

"Hi," he said softly, looking even younger than he had downstairs.

"Hi," I replied and stood side to let him enter.

Trish bounced across wearing a light tracksuit bottom and white top.

"So you're a bisexual Highlander," she said. "This should be interesting."

Scott smiled and for the first time, looked nervous.

"I won't eat you Scott. Feel free to grope my boyfriend as and when required as long as I get some!"

Scott looked tentatively back and forth and it was Trish who stepped forward and took his hand, placing in her breast.

"Have you been with a woman before Scott?" she asked.

"Eh, yes. I had a girlfriend for a year and we did it then."

"Well let's see if you like doing it with a woman instead," she said.

I walked over and put my arm around him. I was shaking with excitement. He lifted his head, looked and me and moved to kiss me. I glanced at Trish and she quietly nodded so I put my lips to him and kissed him. Electricity shot through me and my cock started to rise at a speed I hadn't experienced for some years.

Trish's hands had gone under his kilt to discover he was a true Scot.

She softly said, "Nice," as she caressed his cock under the fabric.

I put my hand to his rear and ran it up to his buttocks. They were firm and pert in a way only the young can be. He gasped as I stroked him and felt a small shudder pass down his body.

Trish dropped to her knees and her head disappeared under the fabric, it's shape bobbing up and down as she sucked his cock. By now, Scott's hand was on my erect cock and he stroked me gently.

"That feels so good," he whispered.

I was slightly jealous that Trish had felt him and was now dining on his prick and I hadn't even seen it yet. I kissed his again and felt a forceful pressure as he pushed his tongue down my throat and his lips were hard against mine. Adrian had taught him well. Trish stood and gently took his face towards hers. I reluctantly let her kiss him as I dropped to replace her, on my knees in front of him I lifted his kilt to face two perfect testicles, evenly shaped and shaved. His cock, with a foreskin slightly pulled back because of his erection, stood straight out looking at me. It was a good size, perfect for his shape and build and I would have put it at a little over six inches, medium width without a single blemish on the skin. He had a patch of pubic hair above which looked as though it had been shaved and was now growing back. A little drop of pre-cum glistened on the tip and I quickly covered it with my mouth, savouring the flavour of young flesh. The hardness shocked me. It was so hard there was no give in it whatsoever. I sucked like a hungry animal, taking the full length down my throat until I gagged, then up to the tip, running my tongue around the outside length and then licking his soft balls. I wanted as much if this boy inside me as possible.

Trish appeared alongside me on her knees and suggested I stand. I did and she immediately lifted both kilts to suck our cocks one after the other and then put them together to try both at once. The feel of my cock against his, rubbing with her saliva, almost brought me to climax and I had to stop her.

"Someone's horny," said Trish with a slightly sarcastic note, obviously guessing how hot I found this guy.

We lay Scott on the bed and pulled his top off. Trish stripped naked and I pulled my t-shirt off. Trish climbed to the top of the bed and straddled the poor lad's face with her cunt leaving him little option but to stick his tongue inside while she rode up and down holding her breasts in her hands. He was doing something right as I saw that glazed look of her face when her clit was being serviced well. I knelt between his legs and lifted the kilt to expose his goods, once again engulfing him with my mouth. I lifted his legs this time and when I started licking his balls, allowed my tongue to drift lower and lick his arse. He was sensitive, his body bucking up and down as I rimmed him as best I could in this position. Trish also leaned forward and took his cock in her mouth as I rimmed him from between his legs. The poor soul wondered which sensation was getting him off fastest and begged us to stop lest he shoot his load there and then.