It was just us 3 at my apartment, making food and relaxing. I hadn't seen either of them for a long time, since we went to different campuses and lived far apart, so it was great to catch up with them. Having each eaten way too many quesadillas, we we're all lying down on my tiny bed. Music was playing and we were all scrunched up a bit - with my guy friend between his girlfriend and myself (Yup, that's how pornos start).
I don't remember how he segwayed to ask it, but it came out just like I described above. With a little bit of a chuckle, so it could seem like a joke if I took it that way, but not completely:
"So, I don't suppose we're gonna have a 3-way are we?"
His girlfriend stayed silent. He stayed silent. They waited to gauge my reaction. Silence...
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I had a huge crush on that above guy friend all through CEGEP. When I was outed to my group of friends there, he didn't really care - although I didn't really know him much at that time. As we become close friends in our second year, my crush got a lot stronger with good reason. We would hang out all the time at school and then on evenings and weekends I would always be over at his house. I slept there plenty of times. He had a double mattress in the basement so we would just talk shit all night and end up sleeping in the same bed. Oh ya, at one point he also filled the "fetish criteria" of having his hair dyed blue/green.
I ended up working with him in Costa Rica for part of the summer, between the end of CEGEP and beginning of university in 2004 (I was 18/19). It was actually for his Dad - my friend, myself, his girlfriend (not the same as above) and another friend would help with with random construction work. It was actually just outside of Tamarindo, the big Americanized town on the west coast. After working 6am to noon, we could get the afternoons off to do whatever we wanted - which was pretty much go surfing.
When not working, we spent our days paddling around in the ocean, swimming in a pool or being lazy. We were pretty much always shirtless and in our board shorts, so it wasn't a big surprise I spent my time looking at his body. He was a pretty good looking surfer kid: lean body with some good muscle, shaggy hair and comfortably masculine. He was also as tall as me, which is surprising for me. When not in swimming trunks, we were just walking around in our boxers...Even though his girlfriend was there (along with our other friend), he seemed to like spending time mostly with me. He had a joke that apart from sexuality, we were perfectly alike. Body, reactions, personality... Another joke he had would be to ask about each other's penis.
Him: So Thomas, how's your penis? Going well?
Everyone, including him, knew about my crush. Twice we spent long nights drinking tequila and it was no surprise that I would get a huge hard-on just sitting next to him, as we played cards in one of the bedrooms. He would start touching my leg (again, I'm only wearing boxers) and he'd watch the bulge of my boxers grow. Everyone thought it was hilarious. At one point, I was turned on so much and for so long, my boxers would even get a little wet spot. Again, we would all laugh and they would take some pictures . Too bad my computer lost those pics when it erased my hard drive crashed...
When we drank, and when his girlfriend and our other friend would fall asleep (alcohol does that to them) my friend and I would just keep joking around the compound. I don't know how it got to that, but we started a game of pulling each other's boxers down when the other least expected it. Oh, homoerotic-male bonding. Obviously, this would only get my dick going more. Him seeing my hard-on pushing against my boxers would get him to laugh and wrestle around more . Eventually, he got my boxers off completely once so I just stood there with my dick standing up yelling:
"There, since you want to see it so bad here it is!"
All through this, I always assumed he was straight. He had a girlfriend and I thought he just liked to horse-around. He was the type of straight guy who was confident and relaxed with himself so he just didn't care. He got that from his Dad, the former big downtown-club and music venue owner in Montreal, who almost exclusively hired gay people, since according to him they bitch a lot but do a better job.
I often did get odd feelings from my friend - the way he'd have a big smile while looking right right in my direction, for no reason. Just fixed and looking at me. He'd have lingering eyes for longer than "just a normal stare", as if he was processing a thought or feeling related to me. Nothing would be said, but there would always be those little moments. At the time, I wasn't in a head space ready to even try to make a move with another guy, so I was just riding the wave there and having fun. No reason to think about it any further.
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And so there was silence. Use three, sitting on my bed.
"Haha, ya right. The three of us can barely stay on the bed right now"
Yup, I decided to let the question go as a joke.
What used to be, is not how it is now. I'm different. My crush ended years ago. Assuming I could/wanted to do a threesome with a girl, I wouldn't want to potential have those awkward reactions afterward, with two of my friends (his girlfriend was my friend before they dated as well).
Also, I'm not really interested in 3-somes. I much prefer the 1-on-1 friction and touching.
A chance lost? Meh, whatever.
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