Dimitri Venum, Guillaume Wayne, Milo Miles
Of course, the fact that Guillaume was with our fucktoy tied everything to the gym. And to me. There was no proof of anything between me and Guillaume, but it didn�t matter. Things that didn�t matter at the time became clear in retrospect. The dots connected. That was what set my
wife off. Not my random hookups. The �fact� that I had a boyfriend. I didn�t!
He�s not my boyfriend. I tried to tell
her. It was too late.
I left the gym and went to my car. I needed to think. I cried. I haven�t cried since my Stepdad died when I was fifteen.
Men don�t cry. Fags cry. I�m not! I didn�t think I was. I loved my
wife. I treated
her like a goddess, and I was
her king. The rest of it was just� stuff. Guillaume and I aren�t lovers, we�re brothers. Just brothers. And, yeah, sometimes we did stuff, but it was just stuff!
Guillaume came out to the car.
He tried to comfort me.
He said I had to accept who I am.
He said
he�s there for me. I saw
him go through it. I knew what I had to do. I just wasn't ready. It�s not fair.
He is, but I�m not. I mean not really. It�s just stuff. But nobody cares about that. It�s out there. You are, or you're not, and everybody thinks I am. I made a video. Like Guillaume. I�m a fighter. I wasn�t going to let this get me down. I�m not! I just said it. What everybody expected to hear. I�m
gay. I said that I hoped that, if there were any
guys hiding out, that I hoped I could be an inspiration to them. Guillaume�s the real inspiration. My inspiration.
After I sent it, I went back to the gym. It�s my safe space, you know. I opened my phone and hearts were streaming across the screen. Hundreds of them. Oh, there was hate, too. I was ready for that. I just wasn�t ready to be accepted. Loved, even. Admired,too. I started to feel like� I was okay. My career wasn�t over, at least, but I just thought, if all of those people could accept me for who I am, maybe I could accept myself.
Maybe life doesn�t always have to be a fight. Maybe there is room to be loved. My
wife loved the fighter and just ignored the rest. Guillaume loved me, even the part that I couldn�t
love myself.
He and Milo came in. I was sitting on the bench and they walked up behind me and started stroking my chest. For the
first time ever I just let it happen. I just let myself feel it. Guillaume�s hands are so strong and Milo�s are soft, but not like a
woman. Like a
man.
Guillaume and I shared
him. Milo, Guillaume�s fag. I got to give it to
him.
He can take a
fucking. We pounded
him from both ends switching back and forth. It felt good. So damn good. I�m an alpha
male stud who
fucks ass and
loves it. I�ve never felt as close to Guillaume as I did at that moment. Two brothers. Real
men banging the hell out of our fucktoy together. Then we did it. It had to happen. I guess Milo�s
ass was about as open as it ever had been in
his life.
He was riding Guillaume�s
dick and Guillaume laid back on the bench. I just stuck my
cock in, too. Me and Guillaume
fucking the same hole. Our cocks rubbing against each other. I just never! I reached down and grabbed the bitch
boy's little prick and started jacking
him. I wanted to see
him cum before I fucked my load into
his hole. And
he did.
He fired off half a dozen shots all over my hand and
his crotch. I don�t know what came over me. It was just the moment. I licked my hand. The
first time in my life that I tasted another
man�s jizz. It� tasted good. Like a
man. Then I filled the little fag up!
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