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[COLOR=#000000][FONT=&quot]Not like the porn videos! - 40s and finally I get my man. An honest tale.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=&quot]Except for a couple of fumbles, as a student, with no outcomes to write about, my desire and curiosity for having sex with another guy was latent until recently. Being in my mid forties, I thought I need to act whilst I'm in good shape still. Whilst being a fairly decent proposition now (good to alright body shape, nice cock that functions, hair intact etc), I feel confident to find an attractive (to me at least) a partner . I was fearing if I left it too long I would miss my chance. Problem is, very happily married (yes, I'm sure some eyes are rolling!) but cannot fight my desires. They have been very sporadic over the years - intense urges and week long periods where my sexuality is all I think about. Then goes for a few weeks (after some pretty regular masturbation). Most advice from various sources insisted I had to come clean but that's not an option. I travel with work so considering an escort, or trying to pick up were options that crossed my mind but not ones I had actively pursued.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=&quot]Recently, a turn of events has occurred. All good in the main, here's my tale.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=&quot]A while back, at some work drinks, I got talking to an colleague. Peter is an affable gay guy but one that puts me of the whole idea. Very camp and not my type! However, having had a few drinks, I let go some pretty heavy hints of my desires. He encouraged the conversation and promised secrecy. I even discussed the type of guy I would find attractive and appealing, and I what I would like to do - which amused Peter I think. My ideal sex buddy would be straight acting, masculine, a bit hairy and in ok shape. After the usual lecture about honesty, and my attempts to claim I could keep it separate in my life, he mentioned a friend of a friend who was enjoying a period of no strings fun after a relationship ended. No promises this would ever work, but I passed on my number, quite drunk. I remember fantasizing on the journey home - imaging what could be...[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=&quot]A couple of days later, a missed call with a Voicemail. Dieter introduced himself as a friend of Peter's. I actually panicked a bit, then calmed down. It tore at me all day what to do, in the end, after a couple of wines that evening, I called. The cut to the chase, a catch up was planned in Melbourne. I travelled there from Sydney regularly with work with overnight stays. It was a nervous week before my trip but I did manage to keep my lovely 'normal' life separate.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=&quot]Ok, skip to 'date night' in Melbourne. I was so nervous, I had a few drinks to calm down before heading out. We met at a busy pub, I got there first and texted to let Dieter know I had arrived. Sculled another beer, just before he arrived. I must admit feeling a bit more relaxed. A good sort of exciting and anticipation. I felt good about being brave to at least take this step. Ok, moving on, he arrived, we met and sat near a window on bar stools. I must admit, I don't really eye guys up much - on the train, bus or in the street - only girls. But with Dieter, I did think 'hmm, he's pretty hot!'. 'Butterflies' in my stomach and a immense serge of liberation and freedom were my emotions, along with, to be honest, an semi erection. I couldn't fight the sexual feelings I was having. And as our conversation progressed, we got on really well with a shared love of travel and places we’d been. I managed to insert into a different world and enjoy the moment. The liberation and separation from my 'normal' was working. I was finally chatting up a guy, that I found attractive and hopeful of what was ahead. As the evening progressed, and a few beers flowed, things went well. We evolved to cheeky chat about sex and sexuality. There was some chemistry. The glances, the moment when I'm sure we thinking the same. Then Dieter made a move - a discreet hand on my thigh. From there I didn't hold back, and pretty much suggested we head to his place or my hotel.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=&quot]Ok - back to his it was, and I'll fast forward a bit.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=&quot]I find myself on his couch, and we started kissing. Finally at the age of 45! The relief, I was here! It was so nice, the stubble, our tongues, the smell, his neck. The short hair, no big clumsy breasts in the way, his chest, slightly hairy and muscles. Of came our shirts, and quickly jeans. Being a complete virgin at this I just went with instinct - and rubbed a bit at his cock through his underpants. He paused us and suggested a quick shower to clean up, which we did. Quick with no contact - we took it in turns. To the bedroom, on his bed and into an entwined passion, kissing and hands everywhere. I ventured a bit more, licking his neck, nipples and down. Instinct lead me down, I was encouraged by his erection and a started to give him a blow job but to be honest it was pretty obvious I was new to this. He pulled back a bit and promised there'd be plenty of time for that. I was rushing.[/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000][FONT=&quot]Dieter stated to take control. He moved on top and we continued to kiss - the stubble again, I couldn't believe how much French kissing could be so intense. Our cocks rubbing together. Me grabbing his lovely ass. Ah so good. The liberation I felt was indescribable. I felt I could moan, groan, writhe together and be free. The equality of 2 guys together seemed to me, incredible - less about each other’s role, as with my less than exciting, hetro sex life but full freedom. The ultimate expression of masculinity I’ve thought in retrospect.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=&quot]Dieter popped a pillow under my back. He'd rightly read my mood to want him to fuck me. After all, we had spoken about this at the pub. I felt vulnerable but excited and ready. He asked whether I was sure and ready, to which I of course said yes. I felt nervous in my mind, but sense a relaxed feeling, a willingness around below. He grabbed a condom and lube from the bedside drawer, slipped it on and then - disaster! I came.. As he lined me up and was about to insert, it was too much for me. All over my stomach. I could sense the disappointment and he could sense my anxiety. His previously beautiful erect cock softened. Damn. As I said not like the porn movies in real life![/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=&quot]The good thing was that I wanted to stay. I didn't get cold feet, make my excuses. I felt comfortable but embarrassed. We laid back down and reassured me. We pulled each other back close, and kissed again. We soon fell into a groove again and I reached down and firmly but slowly masturbated Dieter. He responded and it felt good to be arousing him. He rubbed my ass and toyed with his fingers around my anus. It felt really nice. After a short while I felt him stiffen and he moved up and around quick, and came on my chest - more like in a porn movie this time! A moment of erotic beauty. He moaned as he came quite hard. I sensed he had enjoyed our sex too. We laid still for a while.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=&quot]I did leave shortly after but on good terms. We agreed to meet again the next time I was in town.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=&quot]I felt a bit silly and annoyed about not getting to feel Dieter in me. However, still fulfilled and proud of my ability to split out my life. By and large I'm at ease with myself. This is a secret for me that doesn't impact the rest of my life.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=&quot]I did meet up with Dieter again and another time since. My second time was so much better. I gave a decent blow job and we've worked out if I cum quickly at first with just foreplay and then we work back slowly up to fucking, it's fantastic. The first time he penetrated me, was surprisingly without much problem. A bit of pain at first but all pleasure. He took me missionary style as we first tried. Firm, not to fast and sensually - lot's of kissing. I came during , with him a few minutes after, removing the condom to get some on my belly! I love that![/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=&quot]The third an most recent visit was just last week. The sweet spot of less nerves and some much to explore. I stayed overnight and we must have came 4 or 5 times each! Not much sexual activity unexplored now![/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000][FONT=&quot]I'm sure this relationship won't last, but I've explored something that was eating away at me. Not all the time but in waves every few weeks. I'm going to revert to masturbation soon and revert to like before. But at least I know what I know now without too much damage.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=&quot]Matt[/FONT][/COLOR]

I was stationed at Fort Jackson in the summer of 1980 and myself, along with three friends were hanging out at the rec center playing D&D in the common area one Friday night.
There was one guy there, watching us most of the night, and when the center closed for the night, we shut down the game to leave. It was then that he struck up a conversation with us all. I don't remember what the conversation was about, but it led to three of us heading out to a club with the guy for drinks and dancing. The club was called Mr. B's and was a gay club in Columbia. After about an hour, one of my friends decided that he was bored and left for the barracks, while my other friend that came along (he was BI, like me) decided to hang out a bit more and see what would happen. A while later, that friend left as well, with just me and our new friend hanging out, talking, doing a little dancing before finally deciding to leave as well.

He asked if I wanted to go back to his place for the night and I said yes, so we got a cab and left, making out in the back of the cab the entire way.

When we got to his place, we went inside and he took me in his arms and started to kiss and lick my neck and lips while working my clothes off. I began helping him out of his clothes as well and was doing my share of kissing and licking, sucking nipples between gasps as he found each of my erogenous zones, building the passion between us.

Once we were naked, we got into the bed and started taking turns sucking each other, but he stopped me before I could savor his creamy gift, and laid me on my back, slowly licking my cock, balls and thighs, fingering my tight little ass, getting me ready for the fucking that I was more than ready to accept.
After what seemed like hours, I finally shot my load and he took it all in his mouth before removing his fingers from my ass and coming up to kiss me, pulling my knees up towards my head while sliding his cock into my ready butt, slowly fucking me as he shared my own cum between us in a hot kiss. He fucked me like that for almost half an hour and finally shot his load into me. It was fantastic and when he finally stopped shooting into me and his cock slipped out, he rolled us over with me on top and pulled me down, holding me like a long-lost lover.

I woke in the morning with him spooned up behind me, his arms around me still and I could feel his cock getting stiffer and stiffer, so I wriggled my butt and managed to get him lined up with my hot little hole, letting him slide in all the way, fucking me long and slow as he kissed the back and sides of my neck, reaching around and playing with my cock with the hand he wasn't using to play with my chest and nipples.
He lifted my leg and moved so that I was still on my side as he straddled my other leg while still inside me. He leaned down, kissing me while slowly fucking me again, shooting his load into me, then he pulled out, rolled me the rest of the way onto my back and kissed me again while sliding his own ass to my cock, reaching back and placing it against his tight hole and sliding down on me, impaling himself on my manhood before riding me like a prized pony. I reached up and played with his nipples and pulled him to me so that I could lick and suck them.

As I was about to climax, I pulled him to me, kissed him hard and shot my load into him.
When I finally stopped cumming, he got off of me and lay down next to me. When we both finally caught our breath, he commented on how he had not planned on having me fuck him, but he just couldn't resist after the night before.

We lay there for a while longer, basking in the afterglow, talking, touching and kissing before I decided that I should probably get going. He reluctantly agreed and said that I was welcome back any time. I called a cab and got dressed.

I wish that I could have hooked up with him again, but that never happened.

Lenny and I had been, in addition to unit mates and best friends, lovers, while we were both stationed overseas. Our relationship started quite normally; hanging out and exploring the countryside together. He had even introduced me to the girl that I was seeing over there.
Then there came one New Year’s Eve when we had both gone to Soho for the weekend. We did the pub-crawl thing and got into our B&B late. Lying there in our beds, we couldn’t go to sleep, so we talked for a few minutes till we were too tired to stay awake. But I couldn’t sleep.
I laid awake thinking about my friend and what it would be like to sleep with him. It had been quite a while since I had, had any cock and I guess I was getting horny for it.

Nothing happened that night.
A couple of months later, we had been hanging out in my barracks room, talking about girls and all when Lenny said that it was getting late, so he was going to head out, just the same as he had done many other nights. We said goodnight and he left. I was horny and got one of my many adult magazines out and started stroking my cock. It was good that I didn’t have a roommate at the time.

I had been reading the hot letters and checking out the pictures of hot models, when there was a knock at the door. I put my cock away and put on some pants to answer the door. It was Lenny asking to come in because he needed to talk to me, so I let him in, asking what was up.
“I need to talk to you.” He said.
“I had no idea what was going on, so I shrugged and said, “Sure. Come on in.”
We both stood next to the bed. “What’s up?”, I asked.

“You remember on New Year’s in Soho?” he said.

“Yeah. What about it”

“Well,” there was a bit of hesitation in his voice. “I’ve been thinking, and I was wondering something about that night. We were both pretty horny. I know I was, so you must have been.”

“Yeah, I was. What about it?” I knew that there was something he was getting at, but didn’t want to push things too hard.

“Well, I wanted to let you know that on all these nights when we have been hanging out, and I left late, that I have been watching you through your curtain slit after I left. And I was wondering if you were wanting the same thing that I was all those times?”

“I think I know what you are asking and yes, I did. Is that why you have been watching me?”

“Well…yes. I just had to work up the nerve.”

At that, I moved closer to him, touched his arm and asked if he wanted to watch me without a curtain in the way and he said that he did.
So I took my pants off, got on the bed, lying back and began stroking my cock, which had already been growing again, since this conversation started.

I asked him if he wanted to sit down and he did. Right next to me, reaching out to touch my dick.

He began stroking it and I suggested that he get out of his clothes so that I could do the same to him. He got naked and resumed his previous position, only this time, he was turned so that I could get to his rock-hard dick.

We were stroking each other, and I moved around and began to lick and suck his cock. It felt so good to have a cock in my mouth again. He was moaning his pleasure and I felt him do the same thing to me. In a few minutes, I felt his cock start to swell and he shot his load into my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could with the rest spilling out onto his thighs. He wasn’t great at giving head, but he got me cumming soon after he came. It didn’t hurt that his moaning, when he started to cum, really turned me on more.

That started the sexual aspect of our relationship. We had done many things together, but all oral with each other. We even had a three-way with my girlfriend once, but it wasn’t all that good.

I eventually got out of the military and came home.
About a year after I got out, I got a call from Lenny asking if he could come by for Christmas leave. I said that it was fine by me. I was going to be alone for Christmas with my leg in a cast (I had broken it a few months earlier), so I would welcome his company.

The Monday before Christmas, I picked him up at the airport and went back to my place to get him settled in.
The week went by pretty quietly, with nothing out of the ordinary happening. Then, on Christmas Eve, a little bit after we had gone to bed, he came into my room and sat down next to me, saying that he had really missed me and the fun we would have together. With that, he took his shorts off and reached into my shorts and pulled my cock out and began sucking it. I reached over and began stroking him.
After a few minutes, I pulled him over me so that we could suck each other. I had him cumming in just a few minutes.

After he finished and I had sucked him clean, he got up and turned around, holding my cock. He then, very slowly slid my hard cock into his tight ass.

A few minutes of him settling his tight hole around my cock he, he bent down, kissing me with a passion that he had never had before with me, while slowly humping my cock in and out of his ass.

In a few minutes I said that I was going to cum, he sat upright and really pounded my cock in and out of his ass. Another few seconds and I started shooting my load up his tight, no longer virgin hole.

He collapsed down on me and began kissing my neck and down my chest to my nipples, licking and sucking them each in turn.

When we had both calmed down, he got up and went to the bathroom, came back with a washcloth to clean me off and then we both went to sleep.

We didn’t need to have presents for Christmas, since we had already opened our gifts.

He left to go back to the base New Years day

For a short time while I was stationed in England, I had rented a flat off-base. This was mostly for privacy to do what I wanted and have friends overnight if I chose to do so. One of my buddies in my unit had confided in me that he was Bi, which he must have noticed in me as well, which explains why he came out to me. This was long before it was “legal” to be LGBT in the military, which was what made it such a big deal, and another reason that I wanted a flat off base rather than the “dorms” on base.
The flat was really a converted attic over a garage with the shower, toilet and kitchenette on the ground floor and the main living area in the converted attic. There was a picture window on the north side wall and a smaller, regular window on the south side wall. Just the perfect size for a single person.

My buddy was Joe and he was a big burley dude, very hairy, which is not my normal type, just over six feet tall and dwarfed me, at five foot six and a hundred thirty pounds. I was an almost feminine build (for a guy) compared to him, but he was a friend and we respected, liked and trusted each other.
One day, after duty hours, we had been hanging out and talking over our evening meal in the base mess hall, I had mentioned that I had just gotten a small studio off base and he should come over sometime for dinner or whatever. He smiled at that and said, “I like the ‘whatever’ idea, but yeah, dinner could be great”.
I said, “There’s a pub just about a mile from my place, so we could go there for drinks after dinner, if you want to.”

“Yeah, we could do that. We’ll see how it goes.”

“Great. So Friday evening about seven?”

“Sure, but how about we just go out for drinks, so eat first and I’ll pick you up.”

“Sounds like a plan. Seven, at my place.” I gave him the address and directions.
We finished dinner and went back to our own places.

Friday night came and I went home, had supper and got showered and ready for tonight. I know what we had discussed for our plans, but it had come to my mind that I was horned up and knew what I wanted.
I dried myself off after my shower, brushed my hair and dug out what I wanted to wear. It was a sweatshirt that had belonged to my Uncle, that he had gotten in Vietnam and it fit me more like a mini dress than a sweatshirt. I thought of how perfect it would be, so I threw it on, lit a few candles in the main area of the flat, turned on the BBC for some music and waited for seven.

Right on schedule, Joe showed up and knocked on the door. I walked downstairs wearing the sweatshirt and nothing else, smiling as I greeted him at the door.
“You must be Mister Smith. I was told to expect you and to take very good care of you.”

He looked a little confused as he was a little slow on catching up.
I continued, “Please come in. Let me show you around and make you comfortable. I’m Toni and I am hoping to make your evening memorable.” As he came inside, and I closed the door behind him. Then I squeezed past him, rubbing my ass against his hip. “Please, follow me.” And I gave him the ‘grand tour’ which was very short.
As I led the way, I began walking up the stairs and he could see that I was wearing nothing under the dress-like shirt while I continued, “My bosses said that you are a very special client and that I should give you extra attention. Would you like that, Mister Smith?” I reached the top of the stairs, talking a couple of steps in before turning around, looking at him.

The lights in his head finally came on as he noticed the low lights and music softly playing.

Joe looked at me, smiling back. “I would like that, very much… Toni.” And he closed with me, wrapped his arms around me and bent down to kiss me.
Our lips met and parted and his tongue danced with mine as we made out like teenagers. After a few minutes of that, he reached down, grabbed me by the ass and lifted me up to carry to the sofa bed as I wrapped my legs around his body.
We reached the sofa bed and he gently lowered me down, sitting us both down. “So you are supposed to take good care of me, huh?”

“Yes. Whatever you want, within limits, of course.”, I said with a flirty smile.

Joe gave me a big, sly grin. “Well, this has been a very good start, so let’s just keep going and see what happens, okay?”

I smiled at him again and said, “We can do that. What would you like to start with?”

He sat back and said, “How about something to drink to start with?”

I got up and went downstairs to the fridge, bringing back a couple of beers, having opened them before bringing them to him. I gave him his and he said, “Come. Sit on my lap.”

I slinked onto his lap, sideways, so as to be able to put my arms around him when I could.

He raised his bottle. “To good times.” We clinked bottles and took a drink. Then he pulled me close and kissed me again.

When we came up for air, I looked at him and said, “One of us is a bit overdressed” as I set my beer down and started to unbutton his shirt, kissing his neck and chest, working my way down to undo his belt and help him out of his pants.
Turns out that Joe is a boxers kind of guy. His cock was big, but not too big to handle, and was pushing its way out of the slit in front. He didn’t even get a chance to take his shoes off or get his pants completely off before I was licking and sucking his growing rod.

After he was fully hard, he pulled me up to sit on his lap again, like I had before, but this time, his cock was out and poking up between my thighs and against my balls as we kissed again. He laid me down on the sofa bed, kicked off his shoes and worked his pants off the rest of the way as he finished pulling his shirt off.

We were both rock hard and he bent down taking my cock in his mouth and delivering a really nice blow job. But that was not what I wanted. Not yet, at least.

I said, “Baby, how about you grab the lube over there.” Indicating the nearby table, “I want you inside me, filling me up.”

He got up, grabbed the tube of lube and squirted some into my ass and coated his cock, then I spread my legs and raised my hips. He grabbed my ankles while I reached down and guided his dick into my hot, waiting hole.
Once the head was in, he slowly filled me up, looking into my eyes as he did so. I gasped in extasy and moaned as he finally filled me to the hilt.
He moved slowly at first, making me moan in pleasure as I wrapped my legs around his hips while he sped up the pace. Once he was going at a good speed, I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck, pulling myself up a little, bending enough to take one of his nipples into my mouth, suckling him. That was his turn to moan and when I stopped, he bent down to suck my nipples as he fucked my hot tight ass. That sent me over the top and between that, his pounding of my hungry hole and his stomach rubbing along my own cock as he fucked me, I shot my load with a loud, moaning scream of “Oh my god, Mr. Smith!! You are amazing” just before quickly kissing him as my ass spasmed on his cock, bringing him to his climax.

His load filled me up like none of my previous lovers and I kept kissing him as his throbbing cock filling me extended my own orgasm. When we finally both calmed down, we just laid there for a few minutes before he rolled us over so that he was on the bottom. He just lay there with me on top of him and as I started to get up, he grabbed me and held me to him. He had one arm around my waist and the other was behind my head, holding me lightly to his chest while we regained our breath.

A short while later, his big rod had gone soft and slipped out of me with a light ‘pop’. I lifted my head and looked at him. He looked at me, took me by the back of my head and drew us together for another long, passionate kiss.

Joe looked at me and said, “Toni, you have definitely made my evening memorable. I will make sure that your bosses are aware of that.”

“Why thank you, Mister Smith. Perhaps we should get cleaned up.” And I slowly and carefully got off of Joe with my ass clenched to prevent drippage of his big load of cum while I went to the bathroom and then grabbed a couple of small towels and a washcloth, wiping us both up and drying us both off. Joe’s cock got hard again when I washed his cock and dried him off.

“It looks like we are going to make it even more memorable.” I said, looking at him with a smile as we closed our eyes and went to sleep.

In the morning, we were spooned up against each other with his cock nestled between my ass cheeks. I wasn’t sure if he was awake yet, or not, but I was not going to let that stop me from getting some morning fun in.
I started wiggling my ass against him making his cock get harder as he moaned in pleasure, seeming to wake up slowly. I reached down and placed his hardon against my tight little hole and pushed against it, bringing him into me, sliding down until he was buried all the way in me.

Once he was buried in my welcoming hole, I started to wiggle my ass causing his cock to slide in and out of me a little bit.
I felt his arms tighten around me and he started to pump in and out on his own as he slid his arm down to my hips, taking control of the fucking that he was now giving to me on his own.

Without pulling out, he rolled us over so that he was still fucking me from behind and I opened my legs to make it easier for him. He raised up, pulling me with him, bringing me up so that we were in the doggy position; doing it without slipping out of me or missing a single stroke. Finally, he shot his load into me, collapsing on top of me and then rolling us back onto our side, still joined together.

Joe then put his lips next to my ear, gently kissed it and said, “That was an amazing night and an even better wake up call… Toni.” as he wrapped his arms around me, holding me tightly.

When I met up with Nick, he mentioned that he saw my bike over at The Copa the night before and he saw who was with me. I asked him how he would have seen something like that and he said that it was because he had been there himself when I arrived.

“Oh really?” I said, noticing a growing bulge in his pants.

“Yeah. Why don’t we go to my place and talk about it?”

“Okay. I guess we can hunt poon anytime.”

So we went back to his place. When we got there, he got us something to drink and we sat down on the sofa.
I started things off.

“So you saw me at The Copa with my little friend. What were you doing there?”

“Just hangin out and checkin the scene. It was…different.”

I moved closer to him. “And did you like what you saw there? The scene and all?” He was really buff, smooth and I had fantasized about how his cock looked and felt a number of times. Now I felt that I was getting real close to finding out.

“The scene? Yeah; And all, too. I just never figured you would be there.”

“Well, this isn’t exactly something that we want to advertise, now. Is it? After all; we party with the Oh Ells and we don’t want them to know that they have any Bi guys riding and partying with them. We’d get our asses kicked. Maybe even killed and left out off The Alley somewhere.”

“That wouldn’t be good. We’ll just have to hang tight on this one if we wanna stay safe from that.”

“So what were you doin there? I mean you have Sonya to come home to. All I got is an empty place.” I moved a little closer.

“Looking for an extra playmate. I saw what you were doing there. Or rather, who.”

“Well, I wasn’t doing him there.”

“Maybe, but then you were heading that way.”

“True. Are we heading that way now?” I said as I got even closer and put my glass on the table.

“If you want to.”

He leaned a little closer to me.

“I wouldn’t turn you down if you wanted a little mutual fun.”

I moved closer still.

“And if I didn’t?” he said in an almost whisper.

I whispered, “Then I would respect that. You know that’s the way I am.”

I leaned in to him and our lips met. The kiss was electric. Passionate. I hadn’t ever had that kind of passion from any of my male lovers before or since. It was as if the energy that we were sharing was so powerful that it was almost too much to control.

We broke from the kiss and Nick said that we should go to the bedroom.

“What about Sonya?”

“She’s gone till later this afternoon. Shopping with her Mom.”

“Okay. Let’s get naked. I want that cock of yours.”

“Oh, you’ll get it all right. But I want to play with yours too.”

We got naked and started stroking each other’s cocks. I was stroking his cock and began sucking on his nipples; one after the other. He held my face to his chest as I sucked them in turn, then I began working my way to his very suckable, cut cock.

I licked up and down the shaft, slowly since I wanted to enjoy this cock that I had fantasized about so often.

I licked his balls and around his hard shaft, then back down to his ass, while he grabbed my ass and played with my nipples with one hand and stroked my cock with the other as he licked it up and down it’s length.

After a few minutes of this, we were already in a 69 and so we just began bobbing on each other’s cocks. I was in heaven as we sucked each other closer and closer to orgasm.

As we got each other close to Cuming, he stopped sucking me and got up.

“Come on. Let’s take this into the bedroom.”

So I got up and followed him into the bedroom and sat down on the bed, reclining back and looking at him, “Is this better?” I said.

“Almost. Get the rest of your clothes off.”

I did and so did Nick, then I lay down on the bed. He went over to the nightstand and got some lube out and began putting some on his cock. I looked at him stroking his dick and I licked my lips as he came over to me and put my legs in the air and began to lube up my ass.

Then he put his cock at the entrance of my asshole and began sliding into me. Damn he felt good. I wrapped my legs around him and began pulling him deeper into me. Once he was all the way in and I was adjusted to his cock in me, he began fucking me hard and kissing me.

It wasn’t long before he started to cum in me and it was great. But he kept stroking in and out of me, rubbing his body against my cock till I started to cum, moaning into his mouth as I shot my load. And that’s when we heard Sonya.

“Don’t wear yourselves out yet, boys. Save some for me.”

We both looked at her and I was in shock a little. I looked at her, then at Nick; he was smiling at me.

I said to Nick, “You knew about this?”

“Yeah, but It was worth it to see your face. Let’s wash up and then Sonya can join in.”

“Okay, but she has to help us get cleaned up.”

“Sure, but let me get naked before you boys get into the shower.”

She dropped her clothes and came over to us. “Let’s get wet.” She said.

The shower was a lot of fun; Taking turns scrubbing each other, rubbing all over each other, and drying off was just as much fun.

Afterward, we got back into bed, with Sonya this time, and Nick and I teamed up on her, licking her nipples and working our way down to her pussy, which was now soaking wet from all the attention that she was getting.

Nick was tongue-fucking her while I was licking her clit. Nick would pause every couple of minutes to lick her clit with me and that drove her crazy. Finally, we both focused on her clit together and that was all she could take.

Soon enough, she started screaming and cumming all over our mouths.

After she calmed down a bit, I rolled her over me in a sixty-nine as Nick got behind her to fuck her as I started licking her pussy again. From time to time, I would lick Nick’s balls as he slowly stroked her hot hole and every few strokes, he would pull out of her and slide his sweet cock into my mouth.

The feeling of getting attention at both ends was wonderful and I never wanted it to stop, but soon Nick started to Cum as he was fucking Sonya and he pulled out of her to give me the last drops of his cum.

I started cumming into Sonya’s mouth and after she swallowed a bit of my cum, she squeezed my cock to keep from spurting all over so that Nick could come around to finish swallowing the rest of my cum.

We all finished in a sexy 3-way kiss, sharing our cum between us. Well, that got Nick and I both hard again and Sonya suggested that we sandwich her, so I laid down on the bed and she got over me while Nick greased up his cock and her asshole. As I slid into her pussy, Nick slid into her ass and I could feel his cock inside of her as we both fucked her. Damn, she was tight.

I was the first to cum and Sonya started as I was finishing, but she didn’t get off of me. Instead, Nick pulled out of her and she raised my legs into the air and Nick slid a pillow under my hips. I knew what was coming up and I let out a low groan as Nick greased up my ass and then his cock again.

He slid his cock into my ass and I felt that warm, familiar feeling as my ass filled up with hot cock. Only this time, my cock was also encased in a hot pussy. As soon as he started stroking my asshole with his cock, mine got hard as a rock and Sonya started riding me for all she was worth.

I could feel my orgasm build as Nick and Sonya both started to cum again. But this time it was Nick’s orgasm; his hot sperm filling my ass that set me off.

Afterward, we all lay there catching our breath and we realized that it was almost dinnertime. We all showered and then took off on a dinner ride. It was the end of a very good day for all of us.

Being Bi is not something you let be known when you are a male biker hanging out with guys that party with the Outlaws and other one-percenter clubs. But, Bi I am and have been for my whole life, so I’ve learned when and where to let the secret out.

The club I was riding with at that time would do all of the usual poker runs as well as the weekly Friday night dinner rides; and the dinner rides usually were the most fun for me, just because it got me out of the house and hanging with my friends for an evening.

This one particular evening, we ended up at one of the local Chinese restaurants for dinner and we had a great time, as usual, just hanging out, eating and gabbing.

During the course of the evening, I had noticed that there were a couple of the busboys that I found to be very attractive as I was sneaking looks their way. There was one busboy in particular that I felt was so sexy that I got a hard-on from looking at him. He was about 5 feet tall, a little shorter than me, slender with features that were almost, but not quite, feminine.

I had noticed him looking our way (at me?) a lot over the course of the evening. By now, my erection was enough of a problem that I had to excuse myself from the group and went to the bathroom to try to get my bulge to deflate enough to not be a noticeable problem.

Once out of sight of everyone, I went down the corridor toward the bathroom when I ran, almost literally, into my sexy busboy.

He immediately excused himself for almost running me down and I noticed that his gaze lingered on me afterwards. I decided then and there to just come right out and talk to him and see if he was as interested in me as I was in him.

“Listen. I saw you looking at us over there and I was wondering if maybe you might want to go riding with me after you get off work?” Okay, it was lame, but I really wasn’t used to picking up guys.

“I was looking at you, but I don’t have motorcycle.”

“I do.” I said.

He looked into my eyes and said, “You asking me what I think you asking me?”

“I am asking if you want to go on a date with me after you get off work. Tonight.”

“Your friends know this about you?”

“No. And I would prefer that it stayed that way if you get what I mean.”

“Yes.”

“Yes, you understand or yes, you will go out with me?”

“I go out with you. Tonight. I also understand.”

“Good. What time do you get off?”

“Soon. Eleven.”

“Good. What’s your name? Mine is Chris.”

“I am Lu.”

“I’ll be waiting outside when you get done, Lu.”

I went back to the table and finished dinner while he went about finishing his work.

As the night drew to a close, the club was all leaving in small groups, singles and pairs until my riding buddy, Nick and I were the last ones there.

Nick said “I’m heading out to the Strip. Wanna come?”

“Naw. Just gonna finish my dessert and head home, I think.” I lied.

“Okay. Just don’t forget about tomorrow.”

“Don’t worry about that. I’ll be there. If the weather holds, it will be a target rich environment”

“Damn straight. I’ll see you tomorrow, then.”

“Later, man.”

With that, he headed out the door.

I finished eating in silence, checking out all of the waiters, waitresses and, of course, Lu. When I finished, I paid my bill and went outside and waited. Right on time, Lu came out from work. He looked at the bike as he walked out and started to get a look on his face that made me think that he was getting second thoughts about our impromptu date.

“You’re not changing your mind, are you?”

“No. I just never ride on motorcycle before.”

I grinned at that and said, “Don’t worry. Just do what I tell you and you’ll be fine. Besides, I never crash with passengers aboard.”

He looked at me and said, “First time for everything.”

I smiled at that and said “Not tonight, though. So where would you like me to take you?”

“I not so smart about what is here to do. Maybe you choose?”

“Okay. I know a place that we can go to start with.”

I gave him the dos and don’ts about riding with me and we mounted up and rode off. I did know the perfect place and so we went to a place called The Copa. It was a big gay/lesbian, bisexual, crossdresser and transgender hangout with a lot of music, four bars and a big dance floor. He was quite impressed by the place.

We parked the bike and went in, got something to drink and sat down in one of the outside bar areas to talk for a bit. I found out that he had only been in the country for a couple of years and had just moved to the area a few months earlier.

After a bit of talking and a couple of drinks, I asked if he liked to dance and he said that he wasn’t very good at it, but was willing to try it. I told him that I was pretty awful, but was willing to try as well. As we got up to the dance floor, the music changed to something slow. We looked at each other, I shrugged, took his hand and we went out to dance.

He wrapped his arms around me and melted into me while we danced. After a couple of minutes he looked up at me with eyes that were gentle and submissive, so I kissed him.

We danced and kissed till the song started to speed up again and I walked him off the floor and said, “let’s go back to your place.”

He agreed and we went to his place. It was a nice little studio semi-attached to his landlord’s house. We went in and he offered me a soda, which I took, and he sat down next to me on his bed.

Without a word, he began pulling my shirt off, kissing me everywhere that my skin became exposed. After my shirt was off, he got onto the floor and took my boots and socks off, kissing and licking my feet very gently. That was a new experience for me. Then he began working my pants off of me, kissing my legs as he undressed me.

As suddenly as he had begun, he stopped and undressed himself.

It dawned on me, as he stood there, naked, staring at my now rigid cock, how feminine in build and manner he was. Maybe that was the attraction that I felt, but it didn’t really matter to me. He had me hot and ready and I wanted to play with him as badly as he wanted to play with me.

His cock wasn’t quite as big as mine, but it was of a good enough size that I liked it.

“Come here, Lu.”

He lay down next to me and began kissing me again, kissing and licking his way down to my nipples, licking and sucking each one in turn before working his way to my hard cock, which he licked around, sucking my balls gently into his mouth before licking my cock like a popsicle; up and down the length, gently nibbling the shaft then swallowing my cock whole down his throat.

I turned us so that I could get my lips around his cock and began sucking him with more zeal than I have had with any of my male lovers before or since. We sucked each other like that for a while until I felt like I was going to cum. I knew that he was close as well from the way he was moaning on my cock. I began to cum in his mouth, moaning on his cock the whole time as he swallowed my load. Then I felt him moaning harder on my cock as his cock swelled and he shot his load into my throat. I swallowed it all, reveling in the taste of his cum and sucking him dry.

He pulled off of me and turned around to curl up next to me, holding my now soft cock in his hands, kissing my chest, nipples and neck. A few minutes of this and I was hard again and he reached over to the nightstand and grabbed some lube.

He put some on his hand and continued stroking my cock. With his other hand he squirted some lube into his ass and then he put the lube on the nightstand and kneeled over my cock, aiming it at his ass. God he was tight. Slowly, he slid down on my cock and let it fill him up, saying all the time how big I was. He stayed very still while his ass adjusted to me and then, after a minute, he sat upright and began pumping his tight little ass up and down on me. I reached up and played with his nipples and his cock, which was getting hard again.

I couldn’t take it any more, so I rolled us over so that he was on his back, with his legs in the air and I began to really fuck him. He wrapped his legs around me and was fucking me back, rubbing his cock between us and moaning something in Thai that I didn’t understand.

I felt my cock swell and began to come as I felt his cock swell and shoot between us. I rolled us over again so that he was on top again and he just laid there, his legs on either side of me, laying on me with his head on my chest.

“I never had American man before. You very good.” he whispered.

“Thank you. I’ve never had a Thai man before. You are very enthusiastic.”

“You nice to me and I wanted to have good time with you.”

“Well, we definitely had that”

“I clean up now. Stay here”

With that, he kissed me like we had been lovers for years, got off of me and went into the bathroom. I heard the water running and then he came out with a bowl and a washcloth. He cleaned me up and then cleaned himself up before returning the cloth and bowl to the bathroom and coming back to the bed.

I started to get up to get dressed and he said “You not stay?”

“I thought….”

“No. You stay tonight.” He said and looked at me with sad, gentle eyes. How could I say no? So I lay back down, he crawled into bed with me and curled up on me and we went to sleep.

In the morning we woke up, had round three, showered, said good by and I went off to meet my buddy Nick.

(to be continued)

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Saturday morning found the two of us outside and hanging out with some of the guys and we were quick to share with them what we had taken all night to figure out: We weren't having a lot of fun doing it because we were doing it too much - and I could see "light bulbs" firing up over the other guys' heads. We sat and talked about it for a long time and came to a group decision that not doing it, well, that wasn't the answer but not thinking about it being too much and remembering that it was big time fun for us to be doing it was the answer.

The six of us literally ran to the closest hideout... so we could spend a lot of time doing it to each other... and it was once more the great thrill we knew it to be... but the mystery of that week would plague me at times when I was much older. Indeed, I had been with a guy and we were talking about if there was such a thing as too much dick; I told him about that crazy week and while he hadn't been into dick as a youth, he recalled being in college and having sex with his roommate... and having that same weird sense when there was nothing else to do but to fuck... but it wasn't as much fun as it formerly was.

I'd eventually come to the conclusion that it's better to have too much dick than it is to not get any dick at all... but the younger version of myself had to experience what it was like to have too much to be able to appreciate what it was like to be able to have sex this way to begin with.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]It's now one in the morning; we're still wide awake and listening to the ongoing card game and learning some new cuss words. We're just lying in bed together when he rolled over to look at me and asked, "Are we doing it too much?"

His question made perfectly good sense! The thing that made this week so... bad was because all of us were doing it it several times a day, every cotton-picking day! How did I miss something so obvious? Oh, that's right - I missed it because I was too busy doing it and wondering why it wasn't the fun it usually was.

"I think you're right," I said; I could feel my whole mindset feeling better about it as his question kept bouncing around in my head and I was thinking about the time I heard a couple of grown-up men complaining about their women not wanting to do it and the men telling them that there was no such thing as too much dick.

Um, apparently, there was such a thing... and me and my horny friends had somehow found ourselves right in the middle of this. To me, once my mind had put all of this together - and I think his mind had as well - I had that great urge and excitement for us to do it again and the thrill of it all came rushing back for both of us. We went at each other again and with the familiar energy that had been missing all week long.

And, after we were done, we both fell asleep.[/SIZE][/FONT]