3 Is Company... That Is More Than Welcome
Photography by Coco LaRochelle
Like many people, I have fantasies. A good one can take over your brain for hours thinking of the possibilities of that alternate reality. I was lucky enough to have my biggest sexual fantasy come true very recently: I finally had a threesome with two guys.
Now I know a million questions must be going through your head. How did you guys meet? Who initiated it? How was it? Was everyone involved with one another; or just two people focused on one person? And I’m sure there’s plenty more, but I’ll answer those first.
These two guys, whom I will keep anonymous as Person A and Person B, matched with me on their joint dating profile. We talked for a little bit on the app, then I proposed that we make a group chat between the three of us. We talked about sexual limits and interests, and it’s safe to say we were all pretty compatible together.
We decided to meet the next night, and honestly, I had very little nerves for someone who was about to have a threesome with two random guys. I was right to not be worried, they were so sweet and considerate the whole time. They asked if I wanted it to happen at their place or mine. Once we decided it would take place at theirs, they walked me from the train station to their place.
On our walk, we transitioned from small talk to being somewhat comfortable with one another by the time we were in their dorm. We all sat on one of their beds, then I kissed Person B and it took off from there. They only pleasured me, not each other, but these were definitely men that got off on seeing a woman being pleasured. I say this because no matter who was pleasuring me directly, or who I was pleasuring directly, they were watching what the other was doing to me; I know it turned them on as much as it did me (I could feel it too). It also wasn’t like they were using me as an object to fulfill their desire––they actually saw me and wanted me to feel seen the entire time. They constantly checked in with me to make sure I wasn’t feeling too overwhelmed, and sometimes we would even take breaks where they would get me ice water and we would just sit, talk, and laugh. Then we would continue with minimal awkwardness. It just felt so right to be doing this all together. And before anyone asks there was no double-penetration (I have no anal experience and no way was this gonna be my introduction to that).
I have to say this was genuinely one of the most fulfilling and compassionate sexual experiences I’ve ever had (trust me, I’ve done the grunt work y’all). These were two guys who made me feel comfortable at every point and prioritized my pleasure in a way that I had never witnessed before. They could tell how worn out I was after the many rounds, so they cuddled me, got me more water, and we sat and talked for around four hours afterward laughing, getting to know one another, and debriefing about what we all just did. These men fully understood what aftercare meant, and I don’t think I’ve ever walked away from a sexual experience feeling so confident in myself and that the sex I had was great for me. Sometimes there are even comments that men I’ve been with would say or actions they would do before, after, or during the sex that would ick me out and I knew on the ride home I would tell my roommates later. I had none of that after this experience. I rode in the Uber they paid for in complete bliss and excitement to share what had just happened to me.
This experience also expanded my view of being with multiple sexual partners at the same time. I had one threesome prior, but it’s safe to say that the rushed adolescent moment didn’t hold a candle to what I just took part in. I started thinking about my view on sex and relationships after this experience. I have always liked the idea of open relationships but, my idea of an open relationship is having one main partner, and having the other people only be meaningless one-night stands. I had never truly toyed with the idea of a polyamorous relationship or having multiple main partners, but after my experience with these two guys, I started to like the sound of it.
When two people, no matter the gender, are that focused on your pleasure alone, it makes you feel like you are being worshiped (biggest ego inflation ever: successful threesome). It gave me this insane craving for more and so many questions swirled in my head afterward. Could two hands feel like enough on my body now that I had experienced what four was like? Would having sex with one person now feel boring? Are they going to be what I compare all men to now?
This is not to say that I think I can only have a threesome or more now, but it altered the way I see my sexual fulfillment. I have new expectations of future partners—those men made them sky high. This situation, oddly enough, made me value myself more. Everyone should be engaging in sex with a partner or partners that fully take care of them and get to know them the way these two did with me. I honestly didn’t see how bad some of my past hookups were until I had sex with these two.
What might seem like an impulsive, potentially dangerous decision to be with two men I had never met showed me a new path for myself and for the future sex I have. For that, I will always be thankful for them.