Counter Offer

(Author interlude: For those squeamish about such things as what is in this chapter fear not, I'll put that stuff in a side chapter if at all. Just follow the main story thread and you'll be relatively safe.)

Wednesday passes much like the Tuesday did at work. I was a bit distracted with wondering how things would go this evening with Dennis, but the closer it got the more I convinced myself it wasn't going to happen. He was married, he had kids, he'd been committed to Rachel all this time...my confidence surrounding getting him was all but gone.

Billy at one point gets me alone to pester me about the special surprise I had mentioned to him. I tell him to just cool his jets and I would tell him soon enough.

“I hope it isn't too long. Big Bad Billy wants more. Billy wants to see your girl cum for his big dick again.”

Jesus this kid.

I head home and greet my lovely girlfriend. We kiss and tickle a bit, but we were saving ourselves for later. We share a good home cooked meal together and speak casually about our day...though we both only had one thing on our minds.

After dinner Jane changes into her skimpiest outfit. A pair of white booty shorts and a skin tight pink tank top. She asks if going without a bra would be too much and I tell her to go for it. We had to hit Dennis with everything we had. Her big tits were damn near perfectly visible through the pink cloth. I tease her and tweak the little bump of her nipple and she bursts into giggles.

As we wait she wonders out loud what he will be like.

“He's such a big man. I feel like a little girl around him. Ohhh, big but not fat. Just thick and big. Fuzzy and cuddly.” She grins. Besides Mike she knew Dennis the best of my circle of friends. The pair of them had always gotten along well. “Ohhhh, I hope he wants me.”

“He's crazy if he doesn't. But...he is married.”

She nods. She too knew this one might be a long shot. “If nothing else works I think I've got a Hail Mary.”

I cock my eyebrow, that had my curiosity peaked. I knew she liked her surprises though so I didn't ask what this Hail Mary might be.

We leap from our chairs as we hear the doorbell ring. Jane takes up a position posing seductively by the island in the kitchen while I hurry to answer the door.

I open the door. There stood Dennis in overalls a work shirt and a toolbox in hand.

“Dennis my man!” We clap hands and bump chests.

Fuck, I always felt like a kid around him. At close to six and half feet tall he was taller than me, but it was his proportions that made him the mountain of a man that he was. He had a huge barrel chest, thick trunk like limbs, his hands were like baseball gloves, and even his head was proportionally large. He was simply...BIG.

He walks in all smiles...until he sees my girlfriend. Seeing her in her skimpy outfit and giving him the sultry eyes he quickly turns back to me. When he sees my smiling face he just knew something was up.

I swing the door closed.

He gets right to business. “Uh...you said you had a problem. You were kind of vague about it on the phone.”

“Yeah, yeah.” I say. “We'll get to that. Take off your shoes. You want a beer or something?”

He glances nervously back and forth between us. “Uh...sure.” The tone of his deep voice told me he was on edge.

I try to put him at ease. I head toward the fridge to grab him a Rolling Rock, I had picked up a case knowing he was coming over, and set it down on the island near Jane.

He kicks off his size fourteen's and walks up. He places his toolbox next to the beer and takes the bottle.

“Hey Jane.” He says politely, trying hard not to look at the well outlined tits staring him in the face.

My girlfriend smiles and shifts her petite hand to rest atop his mammoth mitt. “Hi Dennis. You're looking good today.” She moves just a bit closer to him, hovering right at the edge of his personal space.

“Uh...thanks. Ya know, I really should look at this problem of yours. Rachel gets funny if I'm gone too long.” He pulls his hand away and sets down his beer without taking a sip.

This was going horribly. Dennis looked ready to bolt! We'd come on way to strong. Both my girlfriend and I could sense it. We also knew if he went out that door now we were never getting him. We decide then just to double down and hope for the best. We'd pick up the pieces later if it all fell apart.

Jane sidles up even closer and strokes his big arm in her hands. “Mmmm, you're a very attractive man Dennis. I don't think Rachel really appreciates what she's got.” She purrs.

Dennis looks at me in stunned surprise. His baby blue eyes wide and confused.

I just smile back, showing him I was completely at ease with what was happening right now. “Jane talks about you all the time.”

She presses into him and looks up, way up, into his shocked bearded face. “I think about you too big guy.” She giggles. “Naughty little thoughts. Of course...he he he...I'm a naughty little girl.”

He pulls back from her as if she was red hot. “What the hell is going on here!?”

“Hey, calm down man.” I hold my hands out. “We were wondering if you wanted get down with Jane. She wants it. I swear we won't tell Rachel a thing. You just give me twenty...”

He shakes his big head and turns for the door. Abandoning his toolbox on the counter. “I-I-I..gotta go!”

“Wait. Can't we talk about it.” My girlfriend pleads.

“No! Jesus Christ. What the hell John!?” He was halfway to the door when my girl takes off after him. As he bends over to put on his shoes she slips around him and locks the door. She spins around and presses her back against it, heaving her breasts upward.

“Come on Big Daddy. No guilt, no commitment, just one free fling and we never speak of it again. Don't worry, this isn't our first time. John is a cuckold, he doesn't mind.”

“Big Dad..? Cuck...? Oh my god!” He stands, towering over her, and growls. “Get out of my way Jane.”

Hands behind her and her back up against the door she smiles up at him like a naughty school girl and sways her hips back and forth. “Make me Big Daddy.”

He looks at me and, seeing I wasn't going to move her, reaches down and takes her by the arms. She squeals gleefully as he lifts and moves her from the door like he might one of his children. I see the disappointment in her face when he plops her right down again behind him and turns to leave.

If there was a time for a Hail Mary, this was it. She goes for it.

“Wait.” She says. “John will be there too!”

Surprisingly...this causes him to pause. He says in a low voice. “That's messed up.”

She steps forward and strokes his big back. “John will be in the room with us. Would you like that?”

“No.” He says, though he wasn't leaving.

She continues to rub his back. “Dennis...I've seen how you look at the other guys. I've seen how you look at John.”

“I don't know what you're talking about.” He says, he takes a short shuddering breath.

“Dennis...it's okay.”

He looks back over his shoulder at her, a deep red blush coloring his cheeks above his full beard. I see fear, anger, and something else in those baby blue eyes of his. I couldn't believe my ears.

She smiles gently. “Dennis, it's okay. John and I do things...you probably couldn't imagine. We've just let you in on our kinky little secret. We are in no position to judge anyone. Besides, there's no shame in being bi.”

He looks to me, then to her, then to me again. Time stood still as Dennis stood frozen at the doorway.

He finally lets out a long breath and bows his head. He says in a gruff whisper. “I'm not bi.”

My girlfriend hugs him from behind. Taking his thick arm she turns him around. Dennis, huge mountain of a man, looked utterly humbled, humiliated, and defeated. And yet...I had the feeling he had been dying to make this confession for a long, long time. She hugs him again, her petite body encompassed by his huge frame.

Looking up through moistened eyes he says to me the words he had trapped inside of himself for who knows how long. “I'm...gay.”

He stands completely exposed and ****, awaiting our reaction.

It was one of those moments that was surprising...and yet made SO much sense once I thought about it. Everything I knew about the man just clicked into place. Off handed comments, lingering stares, how he never talked about women or looked at them the same as the rest of us did...and then I remember the one time in our graduating year he had taken me aside to ask me something...and how the question never got asked.

I walk up and give him a big hug as well. “Dude! Why didn't you say so!? Fuck man. It's the twenty first century, no one cares about that shit anymore.”

He shifts nervously. “I've got kids John, a wife.”

“Does Rachel know?”

He shakes his head. “No.” He sighs heavily. “No. No one does. Just you two. Fuck!”

We comfort him, both of us realizing after this emotional confession whatever we thought was going to happen here wasn't.

We lead him back to the kitchen and he takes a long pull from his beer. He lets out a breath. “Fuck. You guys can't know how good it feels to finally say those words. I'm..gay. I'm gay. Whoooooo. I'm gay!”

My girlfriend smiles and pats his hand. “You're a brave man Dennis.”

He grins, he was becoming more at ease with it by the moment. We talk a bit longer. He wonders aloud what he would do next. Whether he would stay in the closet or come out. He had a lot big decisions in his near future.

And, unbeknownst to me, I a big one right now.

Finally he straightens up, finishes his beer, and gives us a big nod. “Okay. Okay. I'm down. Let's do this. I'll be with Jane...if you'll be with me John.” He looks at me straight in the eyes, bold and proud.

I am rocked on my heels. My girlfriend erupts in laughter. “Ha ha ha! Ohhhhh baby!” She turns to me. “I am watching that! I don't care. That is the hottest fucking thing I've ever heard!”

“D'uhhhhhhh!” I sputter.

He puts his big mitt over my shoulder. “You don't even have to do anything. Just let me have your body one time. I'm...” He blushes. “...I....think...I'm what they call a bottom. Just, even let me suck your cock...what do ya say man? I swear I won't tell a soul.”

“Well...that sounds fair! Doesn't it honey?” Jane chirps.

“D'uhhhhhh!”