Our fragile threesome felt like home—until one night, it wasn't. After a brutal rejection, I found myself on the street with nothing but 20 Euros and a backpack full of books. I thought I'd hit rock bottom. But the real test came when a kind face offered me help, and I had to make a choice: safety, or my secrets.

I went from feeling jealousy to feeling joy watching my two boys together. Our life as a threesome was chaotic but felt surprisingly perfect. But when a single joint led me to confess my darkest kinks, that perfect balance was put to the test. This is the story of how our shared laughter turned into a raw lesson in power, submission, and pleasure.

He promised he’d introduce me to it, and the time had finally come. After an awkward lesson in douching, I surrendered completely. But just as I was discovering a pleasure beyond anything I’d ever imagined, our bedroom door opened. This is the story of my first time: pain, ecstasy, and being put on display like an item in a shop window.

I walked in to find my best friend being fucked by our roommate. But instead of anger, I felt a spark. What starts as a moment of jealousy quickly spirals into a raw threesome that redefines all my limits. This is the story of how paying my share of the rent led to the hottest, most fucked-up night of my life.

This article dives into my chaotic journey after running away from home at 13 and ending up in a tough youth home. It was a brutal period, but meeting Kevin offered a crucial lifeline. Through our bond and shared experiences, including a hilariously awkward first sexual encounter, I candidly explore how I discovered I'm gay. Being caught only fueled our next desperate escape plan.