He knew by our swinger ad that I am gay

We were running our ad on a swinger website:
"Bi couple, wife insatiable needs long-lasting sex, sub hubby very bi. We are seeking bi tops to fuck both of us." Very bi was a way of saying prefers men. Normally we would get bi guys who were more straight then bi, but I would at least get to suck their cock and my wife would sit on my face feeding me their cum. Occasionally I would get fucked, but not as often as I like.

One time we got an unusual answer from a guy who said he knows how to use gay husbands, and please the wife too. I called him and reminded him that I am bi. He laughed, "I will be the judge, but I have topped a few gay husbands." He said he likes meeting hubbies alone at first, so we made arrangements. He picked out a sleazy motel, which kind of fit who I am.

On the night we were to meet, I was told to leave a spare key at the desk and wait for him, naked and on my knees. I also brought a bottle of whiskey for him. When he arrived my heart was pounding. He walked in, smiled, took off his shirt (it was like he knew that I love a hairy chest.)

He started talking about how he uses gay husbands, and when I interjected that I am bi, he said, "I'll be the judge of that, but your erection says a lot!" He told me all about the gay husbands he used, how they knelt there, just like I am, how they needed a real man to take them, use them, fuck them, and then he would take care of the gay hubbies wife.

"You keep looking at my hairy chest, so crawl over to me, and show me." By now, I didn't care, what he called and inside I new, I had known for quite awhile. For you guys who adore a hairy chest, you know what I was feeling. I took my hands and started caressing his sexy chest, then licking and sucking his man-nips. "I knew it!" Yes he saw right through me. He commanded, "Say it, say it now!" In a whisper, "Yes, I am gay." He grabbed my hair, and pulled my head back, "Say it louder!" "Yes, YES, I am fucking gay."

He stood up and I could see the bulge in his pants. "Show me how hungry you are for cock." With that I undid his pants and hungrily deep-throated his cock. I was on fire! I wanted to show him just how much I needed cock. The more he called me cocksucker; the more I wanted to show me that I am. As I sucked his cock, I reached up and played with his man-nips.

He grabbed my hair and pulled my hair back, "What do you want?" Without hesitation. "Fuck me!" He went over to the bed and laid on his stomach. I have sexually served enough men to know, and I do love rimming a guy. I happily showed him just how much I love to give a deep rimming, and his moans let me know I was doing it the way he liked. As much as I enjoyed rimming him..."Please fuck me." He did not answer, so I thought I know what he wants to hear, "Please I am your gay slut...please fuck me." With that he got up, and I saw his rock hard and dripping pre-cum, I just had to lick it off. With that, on my hands and knees, I felt his finger probing my ass. "You are a slut, already lube up for your fucking." With that he entered me slowly, in a teasing way, so I started to push back, "Fuck me." "Not until you agree to give me your wife, that I can have her completely. I happily agreed, and he fucked me deep and hard.