I was at a party in a large house rented by a bunch of guys that I knew. There were a lot of people at the party; the house was so full that most of t...e party had spilled outside.I went into the house to the use the bathroom, not because I really had to go but just to take a break from all the noise. The bathroom on the ground floor was occupied so I went up the stairs to the second floor.As I reached the top of the stairs I heard a noise coming from one of the bedrooms; it sounded like a girl. These late night sessions all ended the same way; and he'd set there, reclining back in the chair that sat in front of the desk on which his lap-top sat, feeling the afterglow of his orgasm slowly fading back to normal, and his breathing doing the same.He always felt better after these late-night sessions. He felt---lighter, somehow; less agitated; less frustrated; less...angry. It was very the****utic. It felt a little like going to Confession! Of course, he couldn't go an actual priest and. “Okay, in all seriousness, I need a prom date! It’s just a month away! Who here wants to go with me to the prom? I’d prefer that my date be an older guy, anyway, but especially from this family! Let me see, Ray’s going to be my husband, but Allan is my married boyfriend. Both could easily scandalize the lot of them, but which one better?” Angie licked her lips as she thought aloud.“Well, I know that I wouldn’t mind, but would you, Allan?” Ray grinned.“Hell no! I owe Angie so fucking much it’s. Why not? Made a profile, downloaded a pic of me. Said I was a bottom and a gay virgin and waited to see who’d bite. It was liberating receiving “chat requests”, seeing dick picks of the guys I liked and I started chatting to two guys with really beautiful dicks. Made it pretty clear in the chat I was after a mouthful of cum. Probably made me pretty popular.Problem was meeting without my wife knowing. Answer was to meet at my work. As luck would have it, I went into the office during lockdown.