I went for long walks with Cole’s card in my hand, squeezing it in wonder. I had been doing this each evening for several days. I knew I was at a crossroads.

The day of my threeway with him and Matt was all over my mind. It had been amazing. I had sucked Cole to orgasm first and then Matt several times while Cole insisted on fucking my ass over and over. It had been beyond anything I had ever imagined.

I had not returned Matt’s calls and I wondered if I would ever see him again. Cole had shown me what it was like to have mutual sex with another man, to have been appreciated. And even though I had trouble admitting it; I really liked it. I wanted more than anything to experience it again—one on one; with Cole.

My girlfriend who had been distracted with getting ready for a family visit she was leaving for the following day didn’t seem to notice the changes that were taking place in me. I had fucked her once the night before trying unsuccessfully to force the thoughts of Cole from my mind and she had seemed entirely content.

After she left in the cab for the airport I debated by the phone with what to do. I knew that once I made the call there would be no turning back. I picked up the receiver and punch in the number which I now knew by heart from staring at the card all those times.

“Hello,” Cole said.

I hesitated. “Cole, it’s James.”

“Hey James, I wondered if you would call.” He paused. “I had thought maybe Matt had forbidden it.”

“No, it’s nothing like that. I haven’t talked to Matt either.”

“Oh.” A moment of silence. “Why don’t you come over James? I’d love to see you and we both know why you’re calling.”

“I um . . .” I wanted to say something, but I didn’t know what.

“That’s about what I thought,” Cole whispered.

Cole gave me the address and I left a few minutes later. He was waiting long before I reached the door. We went inside and he turned and kissed me. I felt like I was melting.

“Would you like something to eat or drink?” he asked as we broke off.

Instead of answering I kissed him again. “I want you,” I whispered.

“Good.” Cole took my hand. “Come with me.”

By the time we reached his room I was shivering with anticipation. “I’ve been thinking about this the entire time,” I said. “Of being alone with you.”

“Me too James,” Cole said as he turned to kiss me. He started removing my clothes and a moment later I was entirely naked while he was still fully dressed. “First of all I want you to know that I am going to take care of you too. None of this one sided sex with us.”

“Wait,” I said. “I don’t mind that. I like it to be like that—at least to an extent.”

“I know,” he said. “I can see that. But it shouldn’t always be like that.”

I fell into Cole’s arms and we kissed. He reached down and taking my legs, lifted me up and wrapped them around him. Carrying me to his bed he put me down and started to remove his clothes. “A man like you James doesn’t come along nearly often enough,” he said. “You deserve to have anything