The failed threesome

A care­ful plan was draft­ed out with Har­ry. The plan was to get David to Harry’s house, and then we try to seduce him with kiss­es, and hugs and see if we could get David aroused.

It worked up pret­ty okay at first. I went over to Harry’s place to pick his sleepy ass up, then went over to David’s to pick him up. We want­ed to head over to my place because it was a lit­tle too ear­ly to do the shop­ping that Har­ry want­ed to do. Every­thing seems to be in place, Har­ry and David both in my room. Har­ry mes­saged me on MSN (we were just sit­ting side by side). He would not want David to know what is going on. David is smart, I guess. He was curi­ous that why we were both talk­ing on MSN instead. I guess, his defen­sive mode came on.

I told Har­ry on MSN that I would get out of my room for him to get clos­er with David.

Which Har­ry did.

I guess David had sus­pect­ed some­thing amiss. Not only did he not falling for the bait, he turn on his defen­sive mode.

Our plan seems to fail. I wasn’t ready to give up yet. I start­ed to hug Har­ry, kiss­ing him. Har­ry wasn’t too com­fort­able because was just beside us. I con­tin­ue kiss­ing and play­ing with Har­ry, par­tial­ly because miss Har­ry, and par­tial­ly I want­ed David to join the fun.

Then, Har­ry gave up, David wasn’t going to get the hard on, despite our flirt­ing effort, the bun­dle of porn, and the dirty talks.

Har­ry sent David off. It was our time now. I start­ed kiss­ing Har­ry, Har­ry kissed back. He seems to love the teas­ing of tongue on his nip­ple. I moved down fur­ther to work on his already hard cock.

I con­tin­ue with my fin­ger down to his love chan­nel, smear­ing it with enough lubri­cant and ensure that it wasn’t too wet.

I sucked Har­ry good, he was moan­ing. I wasn’t sure if Har­ry pur­pose­ly does so to arouse David who is out­side of the room, but I did open the door so that some sexy moan­ing noise could be leaked out.

I turned Har­ry over, he wasn’t sure to let­ting me fuck. I tried con­vinc­ing him that I would go slow­ly.

We both loved the com­pan­ion­ship. Har­ry seems to be a bit regret­ful of what had hap­pen, but I guess that is what hap­pen when friends have sex, some peo­ple just could not get over it!

I miss Har­ry .. gosh!

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