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This happened a few years ago. I was still in school then, and I had broken up with my girlfriend. I was feeling lonely, empty, and cold—you all know how it is. So I cast a wide net online, and that's when I came across this kind of dating/marriage thing, which had a huge impact on my worldview.
One day, someone added me. We chatted about a couple looking for a threesome; let's call him "Big Brother." He was a civil servant, 35 years old at the time, and his wife was 32. He told me he wanted to see his wife being fucked, that he really liked her, and that he'd been with many women before and wanted his wife to experience passion. Big Brother had never done this before and said it took him a long time to convince his wife to try. We chatted on and off for about three or four months. During that time, Big Brother became more aware of me and got to know me better. Sometimes he'd tell me about their recent sex life, or about seeing other men on the bus peeking at his wife, etc. Basically, we'd chat casually online. Later, Big Brother would sometimes flirt with me, saying things like, "Your wife has great skin," "It's really enjoyable," and "Do you want to have sex with her?" But later, his attitude changed. He'd ask if I disliked their short stature or that his wife was a little overweight. I won't go into the details, but I feel this perfectly reflects their psychological journey.
Then one day, my older brother suggested we all meet up. We lived in different cities, so I took a bus to his city. The journey took about an hour. When I arrived, I tried calling him, but no one answered. So I found a place to eat and rest. After lunch, my brother called me back, asking where I was. He then arranged to meet me at a coffee shop. I took a taxi there when it was almost time. After entering the coffee shop, I called my brother and saw him come out of his seat, waving and leading me to a seat.
I'd met my brother in a video call; he looked about the same in person, not very tall, probably under 1.7 meters, but quite good-looking and with a good build. My sister-in-law was prettier than in the photos (actually, she wasn't very attractive in the photos, probably because she'd gained weight). Although she was quite a bit older than me and a little chubby, I found her rather cute. We chatted without any awkwardness. My brother and I casually brought up topics, while my sister-in-law leaned against him, listening to us. We talked for about half an hour, both of us tacitly agreeing, but neither of us dared to bring up that particular topic. Later, I saw my brother and sister-in-law whisper to each other, and then they said they should find a place to rest. I knew then that it was basically settled.
Next, I followed my older brother and his friends around. They were in a very pretty small city, and since they knew the area well, they led me to a nice hotel. My brother had mentioned online that I would cover the expenses, since, although we were all traveling together, he was bringing his wife, and I was getting a little something out of it. However, when we checked into the hotel, my brother insisted that I not pay.
After entering the room, my brother dimmed the lights and went to take a shower. My sister-in-law and I chatted, discussing trivial topics; perhaps we're both rather reserved, as we didn't bring up sex. After a while, my brother came out and told my sister-in-law to take a shower. She said she'd already showered at home and didn't need to, so I went to shower. I had showered before leaving, just a quick rinse, but I was very excited, wondering what would happen next, whether my penis would suddenly become erect, and so on. Finally, I nervously came out of the bathroom. I found my brother and sister-in-law had already started. The feeling was indescribable; I was incredibly excited and couldn't believe it was real. On a side note, before this, I had virtually no sexual experience. My high school girlfriend, I was afraid of not having a future with her and didn't want to take her virginity, so I only penetrated her manually (I later found out she wasn't a virgin anymore, and even if she were, manual penetration would have broken it). After a breakup in high school, I took a girl who liked me and was generally considered quite open-minded out of the room, but I don't know if it was because I played basketball all afternoon or because it was cold (it was -5 or -6 degrees Celsius in December, and the house had no heating), but I just couldn't get an erection. In my first year of university, I met someone online, and we had sex twice, which was considered real sex. Later, my girlfriend, whom I loved deeply, although we stayed overnight many times, firmly opposed premarital sex, so we never had sex. Given my naive experience, you can probably imagine how it felt to see the older guy's penis thrusting into his girlfriend's vagina.
My sister-in-law is a bit chubby, but her breasts are quite large. My brother's penis is a bit small, but I could clearly see it going in and out of her body. With each thrust, her breasts heaved. I stood there, a little lost. My brother saw me and said, "Come on over." So I leaned over and started licking and touching her breasts. My sister-in-law had her eyes closed, occasionally making a sound, not reacting much, but the squelching sounds from below were very exciting. My brother wasn't wearing a condom; he'd said his wife had an IUD and that her vagina was very tight after her C-section. Not long after, he pulled out and said he couldn't go on anymore, throwing me a condom. He said he hadn't drunk any red wine that day; he'd said before that he was in great shape after drinking red wine and could last an hour. I put on the condom and leaned over, telling my sister-in-law to put it in. Then I felt my sister-in-law holding my penis, and suddenly a warm sensation; my penis was being sucked by her vagina. At the time, I thought a woman in her thirties, married for seven or eight years, and with children, must be incredibly horny in bed (or have a very strong sex drive). So, after penetrating her, I started fucking her wildly. I was very athletic in school and had good stamina. So, I fucked her at a sprinting pace for a long time (I don't know if it was five or six minutes, or maybe ten or more, but I just felt like I was fucking like crazy). My sister-in-law started screaming, and the more she screamed, the more excited I became, and the harder I fucked her. But seeing her increasingly uncomfortable expression, she finally pushed me away, and I noticed that the condom was dry on the outside. My sister-in-law told my brother that she wasn't feeling well and didn't want to continue. My brother went over and hugged her, then told me, "You go first." I put on my clothes, said goodbye to my sister-in-law and brother, and left. I booked a hotel room and masturbated until I felt satisfied. The next morning, I took a bus back to the city where my school was located. Before leaving, I sent my brother a message apologizing, saying I was sorry I hadn't made my sister-in-law feel good. Later, I continued chatting with my older brother online. He said he asked his wife, and she said that with one penis inside her, suddenly switching to another felt very uncomfortable. He said it was okay, they did it again the next morning, and it was perfect. Later, I realized I was wrong. Even older women are still women; they crave romance and wonderful feelings, and can never be as simply unrestrained as men. If I had treated her like a girlfriend, saying sweet words and gently caressing her, controlling the pace, she definitely wouldn't have lost interest just because she wasn't used to switching penises mid-way.
Postscript: Later, I chatted with my older brother, and he said his wife liked me a lot, saying I was very capable, but thought I was a bit thin and young. We never mentioned a threesome again. We remained friends, catching up online whenever we met. My brother later dated a single man, I think he was 38, and he even showed me his picture. He was a little balding, but quite muscular. He said his wife wasn't as nervous during their second threesome and enjoyed it immensely with that man. Then one day, my brother suddenly asked if I was interested in having sex with men. That's when I started talking about same-sex relationships. I tried hard to think about it, but I still couldn't accept being with a man, so I told my brother I wasn't interested. We still chatted occasionally, and my brother often said he wanted to have sex with me, which I just laughed off. One day, he told me to try, saying he'd show me his genitals to see if I was interested. Then I video-chatted with him, and he showed his ass to the camera, wiggling it around. I suddenly felt disgusted. That day, I gritted my teeth and blocked him. Although I'd always hoped for another chance to be with my sister-in-law, the image of my brother wiggling his hip left me with some lingering trauma. That was the end of it. Later, I thought it wasn't right; we could have remained friends, talked about things ordinary friends wouldn't, or at least said goodbye before blocking each other. But when I checked my block list, I couldn't find my brother's number. Later, I joined some gay groups, made friends with them, and chatted to learn more. Now I think my brother might not be gay; he was probably just bored and looking for excitement. I had a chat with a bottom before who said he wasn't gay, just curious. He talked about his feelings, saying he really enjoyed giving men oral sex, that he was very skilled, and kept trying to entice me to come over, promising to make me feel very good. I even saw his picture; he was a handsome young man, somewhat delicate, and from a good family. He said his parents were going on vacation next week and invited me to his house. I've never experienced oral sex, never visited a prostitute, and my girlfriend is a germaphobe who refuses to touch my penis. That day, I really wanted to experience something exciting, so I agreed to go with him. But the next day, when I was about to leave, I suddenly thought about a man sucking my penis, and I felt disgusted. So I told him I wasn't going and then left all gay groups. I think my mindset at the time was similar to his, just that I was feeling particularly empty and bored, just like now, and I just wanted to find some excitement.

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