An hour ago I was buzzed chatting online, horny as always when I drank. I loved drinking and chatting online, it was harmless fun, playing a role whil... drinking. Living out harmless gay fantasies. I took it too far this time.We had chatted for twenty minutes or so. I was sitting in my nylons, loving the way they felt, my cock was hard. Everything he typed, every word, just fed into what I needed, wanted. I slipped right into my role as a willing cocksucker.The exchange got heated. He proved he. We had small talk for a while and then he made his way into the hot tub to relax. I could tell that my wife was getting turned on looking at Stevens rock hard abs and muscular arms. After 15 mins of talking to me and my wife, My wife decided to get in the hot tub with us, she doesn’t frequent the hot tub often. She just took off her shirt and shorts leaving her black lace front hook bra and black lace panties on and started to make her way slowly into the hot tub with us. As she was joining us,. His boxers were cotton. Expensive, designer label.I allowed my index finger to slip through the hole in the front of his boxers, lightly brushing his shaft then the head of his hard cock. I kept stroking him through the fabric of his boxer shorts. I looked up, my head was rested against his chest. He had his eyes closed. The television was playing for its own sake. I paused for a moment, I pulled my hand away. His chest tensed. His legs tensed. I licked my fingers. Then I slipped his cock out. I raised my arms so he could, and he left me fall back on the couch, this time flat on my back. He pulled off his own shirt and then he was on top of me, his rock hard abs against the crotch of my pants. I could feel my throbbing cock straining against blue jeans and underwear. He licked at my belly and played with my nipples, alternately squeezing them and making slow circles around them, pinching them occasionally. I was sweating and squirming. His hot mouth clamped down on my right nipple.