Heter...oh.

Hot tubs.  


The birthplace of naughty.  


It has to be.  


Warm water and naked bodies within close proximity.  


Stuff is going to happen.  


And what happens in the hot tub, stays in the hot tub.  


At least until it gets drained.

One of the wildest hot tub parties I experienced occurred in 2006.  It started out After an evening of debauchery at our friends’ house.  At one point, my friend’s wife was giving me a mind bending blow job while the woman on my right was...assisting her.... and my wife, much to my visual joy, was fingering herself. Yeah, that orgasm didn’t take long. After that we got invited over to a hot tub, the host being a friend of our friend, if that makes any sense.  

At one point the hot tub contained 8 naked people...4 guys and 4 women.  I was seated in an odd part of the tub next to the host’s friend, this young guy who seemed to be in his twenties at the time. We were seated right next to each other next to the steps, so we were kind of out of view somewhat.  Our friend “Vicky” was fooling around with him a little.  My friend’s wife began playing with my wife, much to the joy of the rest of the onlookers, especially the host who had a front row seat.  This continued for a long time.  

In the meantime, the guy I was next to commented on how sexy my wife is.  Naturally this gave me a real charge.  He asked if it turned me on to see my wife with other people, or if I ever got jealous.  I told him that it was one of the most erotic things I’ve ever seen, and jealousy was not an issue.  He asked if he thought she would be interested in having a threesome with him.  I told him that would be awesome and certainly a possibility.  (Unfortunately I got tired by 5 a.m. and that topic didn’t ever come back up.)

While we were talking and watching the goings-on, Vicky was man-handling both of us.  She was kind of strange so I wasn’t really paying attention to her, in spite of my erection.  She left.  While I was watching my wife who was on the verge of climaxing from all the hands on her, I noticed another hand that took over where Vicky left off.  I certainly didn’t mind and then it dawned on me....the only hand it could be....sure enough...belonged to the guy next to me.  The thing is, I was highly turned on and in full on deviant mode, so my inhibitions laid next to my clothes, wherever they were.  I was getting a hand-job from a guy and I didn’t mind.  We were under water, and out of view from the others...so like a good neighbor...I reached down and reciprocated.  It felt very strange...until that moment, the only cock I was used to feeling belonged to me!  At that time we were both shaved and smooth. The intensity and the danger of getting caught expedited things and as soon as I felt him cumming, I did too.  Having the same equipment I knew exactly what was occurring in my hand.  It was very erotic and felt uber-naughty.  That hot tub filter must have been working overtime that evening.  I was about to pass out and had to sit up out of the water to catch my breath.  At that point my wife emerged from the water and asked if I was ok, so many funny thoughts went through my head at that moment.

So yes, that was my first..and to date...only.... homo-erotic experience.  I still consider myself straight (ish) but apparently I like to bend the rules from time to time.