I don't know if I did well...

My boyfriend had been caught eating a cock in the bathroom of a nightclub. It was something I knew was going to happen since we were both passive, and my boyfriend needed cock. When I saw him sucking the cock in the middle of the bathroom, I didn't say anything, I just looked at him from a distance until he finished and I left as if nothing had happened, despite being a closed couple. When he came out of the bathroom, the best part was that he introduced me to the guy whose cock he had sucked, as if we could be friends.

I recognize that the guy was good-looking, not very handsome, but he was a gym enthusiast and was well-built. His cock was visible, and that somehow turned me on. I had always fantasized with my boyfriend about looking for big cocks, since we are both passive, but I had never told him that I was submissive and that being humiliated by a guy who would break his ass turned me on.

I played dumb and followed the situation, and I saw how they exchanged phone numbers in front of me without saying anything. When we arrived at the hotel that night, I remember kissing him, thinking about that big cock in his mouth, but my boyfriend didn't want sex that night.

The next day, my boyfriend didn't want to go to the beach and told me to go alone, and I did what he said. I asked him what he was going to do, and he told me he didn't know. And I recognize that I couldn't resist telling him that maybe he could meet up with his friend to grab a drink.

He told me it was a good idea if I didn't mind, and I told him I didn't. I took a little while to get ready, while my boyfriend was on the apartment's terrace. I left and started walking down the street, and coincidentally, two blocks further down, I ran into the friend with the big cock who had been with my boyfriend the day before.

The guy was wearing a slip-type swimsuit that showed off his enormous package, as if it was a sausage. And he was wearing a sleeveless shirt and a backpack. I told him I was going to the beach, and that my boyfriend had mentioned meeting up with him to grab a drink. He told me he hadn't written to him, and I told him I didn't know anything else. We said our goodbyes with two kisses, and I continued on my way.

I didn't walk much and decided to return to the apartment, we were a closed couple, and the joke was going too far. I hurried so much that I almost caught up to the guy, and I decided to slow down. I was definitely going back to the apartment to see my boyfriend.

I saw him enter the urbanization and go up the stairs, ringing the doorbell. My boyfriend opened the door, and they closed it. I was outside, waiting, and I realized that the situation was starting to turn me on.

I decided to go up, and when I reached the door, I froze, and I waited for a bit. I didn't hear anything, so I decided to go around the apartment, since the living room door led to a common terrace, and we had left it open.