But...if I wasn't gay...Ana slept next to me as always, we

But...if I wasn't gay... Ana slept next to me as always, we had been married for 3 years and our happiness was complete. Summer entered every pore of my skin that morning. My wife's nakedness made me rejoice in my own luck. I uncovered her completely so I could see her beautiful figure once again while she was sleeping, perhaps reminding me of Neruda's verses “I like it when you are silent…”. A beauty with green eyes, clear skin, freckles and perfect, except for a small scar that lives on her stomach as an indelible mark of the fatherhood that she felt good enough to give me. In just a couple of hours we would be on our way to the beach with our little one, dressed with buckets, shovels, umbrellas and towels. We always leave our swimsuit at home, we are not friends of that medieval garment at all. On our vacation beaches,  we had always gotten used to being surrounded by a bunch of gay guys. Even though that sexual condition is not mine, I have always found them to be a fighting and brave group, worthy of admiration for countless people, reasons and arguments that I will not waste time listing. Once on the beach, lying on the sand, while our little one was running from one side to the other, on our almost deserted beach, Ana saw a slip that a boy was wearing and greeted the little girl. -Look what a cute boy- My question was as quick as it was easy to solve. -A nice guy or a good guy?- Ana, smiling openly and without taking her eyes off him, argued. -Both- One of the best things about our relationship is being able to say those things to each other or set our sights on other people without hiding for fear of a bout of jealousy. When she saw the boys she always told me about it just like I did with the women. I have to admit that that almost excessively thin boy, perhaps somewhat androgynous with powerful, tanned abs, drew attention to the skimpiness of his swimsuit. I have to admit that it made me curious to see what he lived under that fabric. Male physical attractiveness was never focused on men, but that day something changed. That night Ana and I made love, but it was different... I dared during the act, while I penetrated her from behind, to ask her... -What is your biggest fantasy, my girl? I had to insist a couple of times for him to respond. -I would like you to feel what I feel now, that you feel dominated, invaded, accessible, submissive and dying of pleasure by giving away your interior like this.- That phrase made me instantly ejaculate inside my wife's anus, for which she was most grateful by massaging my testicles to try to stimulate the invasion of the maximum amount of semen possible inside. The next day that young man in a tight swimsuit met us again on the beach, this time without a swimsuit. The little girl was playing paddles with her mother, and due to excessive force, the ball ended up in the towel of our still unknown friend and his boy. It took Ana a second to approach the place and apologize. They both started talking. My daughter, given her mother's lateness, asked me to continue the game with her, which I gladly accepted as always. Ana remained crouched talking to that boy, the nudity of both and the proximity of each other made me feel uncomfortable and also somewhat excited, why not recognize it? After a few minutes Ana returned to my side smiling. -How strong, this guy's name is Iván and he works in marketing for the company to which we send the projects. I have spoken with him a thousand times on the phone and we did not know each other, I recognized him by his voice, how small the world is- I hid my surprise with a grimace while I pretended to be more interested in the shovel match I was settling with my daughter. -I invited them later to have something to drink before dinner, what do you think?- If I have learned anything in life it is not to criticize my partners' leisure plans, but on this occasion I wanted to know the reason why that boy attracted me. Maybe if I knew him, my masculinity would return to what it was and rule my will with an iron fist. At nine o'clock at night with the girl already in bed, the doorbell of our summer apartment rang. I went to open the door, and behind it I found that androgynous young man, with the most feminine sparkle in his eyes that I have ever seen in my life. As I extended my hand to greet him, I was startled as he broke that distance by approaching me to give me two kisses. The surprise was such that I remained motionless while receiving that affectionate gesture. I didn't dislike it, it wasn't pleasant either, it was simply surprising.   Ana approached and kissed him anyway, she asked about her partner, Iván excused her by saying that the sun had attacked him and he felt terrible at home, that he was asking for excuses. What was initially a drink turned into a dinner. Ana and Iván did not stop talking about countless topics, as if they had known each other for a long time, in fact they knew each other but not physically. For my part, after the brief interruptions that they allowed me in their work talk, I was able to verify that in fact, my manhood had resumed its position, but perhaps somewhat touched by recognizing the beauty of that young man who wore a bright and white smile. Ana was wearing a short summer dress, more appropriate for going to the beach than for the hour that was already developing. Iván was wearing tight jeans and a tight T-shirt that marked the absence of his upper limb muscles. Ana surprised me when the drinks arrived, she asked permission to free herself from her clothes, exuding herself in the alcohol. They had already seen each other naked a few hours before. Ivan's pen was evident and on my part there should be no problem, since his nudity has always been a gift to me. So without waiting for my affirmative response, knowing that it would be immediate, she undid her straps and let the dress fall to the floor. Once again, unparalleled beauty was revealed to the world, this time for Iván and me. Ana sat down again and continued talking. Iván looked at me and began to take off his shirt, this time without asking permission, following Ana, -thank goodness because I was roasting-  In an instant, those dark abs that projected almost to infinity were before me. My, my penis reacted suddenly involuntarily. Ana got up to go to the kitchen in search of more ice, as she passed by Iván, she gave him a caress by his hair. Back on the terrace, he chose to occupy a seat closer to him. The bulge in his pants was evident. Ana, affected by alcohol, soon praised his abs and gently caressed them. He addressed me, he told me -look touch them,- At first I resisted, but Iván encouraged me, I couldn't fight my instinct and I succumbed, I found myself caressing that boy's abs with my naked wife, I loved it. Caresses are the way of kisses, and as such, when I realized, Ana was already kissing Iván's belly, who in turn tilted his head back showing his pleasure. It was my turning point, whether to stop it or participate. Once again I continued with my wife's leisure plan and placed my lips on those dark, chiseled muscles. Iván's jeans seemed to want to burst from our privileged view. I couldn't help but feel that brown lump that had caught my attention. With Ana's help, we freed him from his bonds, while she held him with her hand, she invited me with her eyes to kiss him, I didn't just kiss him, I put him in my mouth, trying to salivate as much as possible to taste him sweetly. Iván contributed at that moment to free his pants. Ana then focused on licking her specialty, the testicles, while at the same time tenderly massaging Iván's anus, as she so often did to me. Sharing that hard penis with my wife was a mystical experience that I would never have dreamed of. I enjoyed it so much that my rhythmic movements influenced Iván's stability, which is why we decided to go to bed. Upon arriving at the bedroom, Ana, ordering as she always did with her employees, asked Iván to sit on the bed. He then addressed me. -I want you to sit on top of him with your back to him- I obeyed, immediately I could notice his erect penis in my perineum and testicular sac, while he grabbed my hips with his hands I already knew what Ana was looking for. Ana knelt before us, began to lick Iván's penis, she skillfully spread the remains of saliva through my anus with her finger, with the noble intention of dilating it. The moment arrived, my heart was beating hard, my breathing was violent. I positioned myself and opened my legs as much as I could, as I had seen her do a thousand times to receive me. Ana took her penis out of her mouth and pointed it at my anus. The resistance at first was somewhat violent, perhaps somewhat painful. As I noticed that body entering me, I noticed a multitude of sensations, first pleasure, then a brutal need to go to the bathroom to relieve myself, and finally pleasure again. That boy who was holding me tightly by the hips had impaled me with the help of my wife. My excitement was maximum, my penis remained firmly erect, while Iván gently attacked me. I felt like Ana had told me, invaded, possessed, surrendered and at the same time happy. Then Ana said... "Hey, I want too." She adopted the same position that I had taken minutes before with Iván, but this time she did it on top of me, installing my erect penis inside her anus, as she liked to do so much, she whispered... I won't miss this train!!