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[patrick]

wow that was a real good one talk about amazing i got to get my self in gear and write something as well though its been a long time since i have penned something, but hell i have about 10 years of memories lol

 

[unoponcho]

Patrick, Thanks for your reply. Glad you enjoyed the story. I will look forward towards reading the story or stories that your write. Please do not keep us waiting to long.

Kevin

 

[unoponcho]

Cop For A Lover

By Kevin
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I had moved into a small duplex and had lived there little over a month. It had a small kitchen and eating area, a good size living room/den, nice sized master bedroom, a further small bedroom and a one-car garage.

My next-door neighbor was a policeman named Art and like me was twenty-four years old. He was a very good-looking guy about five foot ten inches tall and in very good shape as he regularly visited the gym and jogged several miles each day. We had run into each other outside our duplexes and visited with each other several times just chitchatting but did not know one another all that well.

Art’s work schedule varied and he would work different hours on different days of the week. He had a habit of changing into his uniform at the police headquarters and very seldom came home in it, so hardly any of the neighbors knew he was a policeman. Most days he would go to the gym and work out before returning home in his civilian clothes.

One Saturday afternoon, Art was outside, barefooted, wearing only a pair of shorts working in the yard and then washing his car. He liked to work in the yard and be out doors and when he mowed, trimmed hedges, etc.; he would also do my side of the yard. It only took him a few more minutes to do this and he said he found it enjoyable.

One day a couple of my very close, ‘nellie’ and obviously gay friends paid me an unexpected visit. They were swishing their asses towards my duplex when they saw Art washing his car in the driveway. Before they were even inside my door they were gawking and talking about what a stud Art was. Without doubt, it was apparent Art realised that these two queens were talking about him. They were disappointed when I told them that he was a cop.

My friends visited for a half an hour and as they were leaving another gay friend named Bud showed up. Within ten minutes Burt and Gene, who had been together for ten years, came in bringing several cartons of cold beer. It was evident that we were going to have a party.

We had left my front door open and as I looked out I saw Art passing by. I went outside where Art was turning off the sprinkler that he had used earlier to water the lawn. He had finished all his outside chores, taken a shower, put on some clean shorts and was still barefooted. He remembered that he had left the sprinklers running and had come out to turn them off. I asked him if he would like to come inside and have a beer. He accepted the invite telling me he would go lock up his duplex and be right over.

I quickly went back inside and told Burt, Gene and Bud that Art was coming to have a beer and warned them to behave themselves, as he was a policeman.

After handing Art a beer, I introduced him to my friends, he set down, and when he did so ,as he was not wearing any underwear, his dick popped out of the leg of his shorts. He quickly adjusted himself unaware that Bud and I noticed. Burt and Gene had gone into the kitchen and had missed the treat. I looked at Bud who was smiling, as he turned quickly and went to the bathroom.

We were talking and beginning to relax when Bud came back into the den. He sat down and we continued to talk for a few more minutes before Bud jumped up and rushed into the kitchen. I looked up and saw that he was motioning for me to join him. No one saw Bud waving to me. I went into the kitchen and he whispered saying that he had to go home because he kept getting an erection every time he looked at Art. He said, “Art is the hottest guy I have seen in ages”. I let him out through the back door and returned to the den and explained that Bud was sick in his stomach and had gone home.

Each of us drunk a couple more beers and was having a great time. Soon we were feeling the effects of the alcohol. I suggested that I order some pizzas to be delivered and everyone thought it was a great idea since we all were hungry.

After eating the pizzas, Burt and Art continued to drink beer. It was not long before we ran out of beer and I got out a bottle of vodka that was about a third full. Burt and Art started mixing drinks and drinking vodka. We were all having a great time laughing and talking especially Gene and I. Even though we had stopped drinking several hours ago, just watching Art and Burt getting plastered and carrying on was fun.

Art and Burt had finished off the vodka so Art went to his duplex and brought back a full bottle. They started drinking straight vodka and now everyone was laughing, talking loudly and making a lot of noise. Art stood up, weaving around drunk, he said, “Shoo, everybody quiet down. I don’t want any of those goddamn fucking policemen to come and arrest us for disturbing the peace”. Everyone started to laugh until tears were coming down our cheeks.

After Art set back down on the couch he got very quiet and then he announced, “I have never been drunk in my whole fucking life and I am having one hell of a good time”. Burt got up and staggered over and put his hand on Art’s shoulder and said, “Man your cock is hanging out your shorts”. Art replied, “I don’t give a shit. If you seen one you have seen them all”. Burt set down beside Art and put his arms around him. Art scoot down in his seat; leaned his head back on Burt’s arm, and moments later he passed out.

Gene shook his head and told me that he had to get Burt home before he passed out. He asked me what I was going to do about Art and I told him that he could sleep it off on my couch. I helped Gene get Burt into their car and I asked Gene if he could handle getting Burt to bed when they got home. He told me that if Burt passed out before they got home that he was going to leave him in the car parked in their garage. Gene came back inside and helped me stretch Art out of the couch. He was out cold and never knew that Gene and I had moved him.

After Gene and Burt left, I got a blanket and a pillow for Art. As I put the pillow under his head, he rolled over and his cock was sticking out of his shorts as hard as a rock. I stood there looking down on this beautiful man and his big hard cock for several minutes. My own pride and joy was at full attention in my pants. I was thinking here is this man on my couch fully erected and I dare not touch him. I spread the blanket over him and cut off the lights and went into my bedroom and went to bed.

I lay in bed with an erection for a long time fantasying about having sex with him. The more I thought about it the more I lusted for his body and the hornier I became. Finally, I decided the hell with it and I beat off and went to sleep.

Sunday morning I woke up and Art was still asleep. I slipped into the kitchen and put the coffee on and went to the bathroom to shave and shower.

I was so used to living alone that it never occurred to me to shut the bathroom door. I was standing naked in front of the mirror shaving and Art walks in and says, “Excuse me, I can’t wait. I have to piss”. After he had finished I told him, “good morning! I have some coffee making and I have some donuts”. He said, “Great! Could I shave and shower while the coffee is making?” I told him fine and I got him a new throw away razor, clean towel and handed him the shaving cream. He began to shave and I went into the bedroom to get a robe to put on once I had taken my shower. I returned to the bathroom and glanced over at his beautifully shaped body before getting into the shower. When I came out, he had finished shaving, taken off his shorts and was standing there holding his semi-hard cock watching me while I dried off and put on my robe. I wondered to myself, is this guy coming on to me or what?

I left to go check on the coffee and put the donuts on the table and could hear him in the shower. By the time I finished getting the cups, saucers and plates out and set the table, I heard him turn off the shower but after he had had plenty of time to come to the table he had still not put in an appearance. Curious, I went to the bedroom to check on him to see what was causing the hold up.

He was lying naked on his back on my bed and was masturbating. He looked up and saw me and motioned to me to come lie down with him. I was somewhat dumbfounded but I removed my bathrobe and lay down beside him. He turned over on his side and put his hand on my chest and said, “I have never had sex with a man before. I have a big favor to ask. I have heard some of my friends and fellow policemen talk about blowjobs and how great they are. I have never had a blowjob, would you suck me off so I will know how it feels?”

Without any hesitation, I moved in between his legs and lowered my head and kissed the tip of his cock and licked around the head before taking it into my mouth. As soon as I had his cock inside my mouth, he yelled out, “Holly Shit!!!” and then he softly said, “Another fucking disturbance of the peace”. I went all the way down on him and his whole body tensed up and he stopped breathing for several moments. I continued to give him head with the termination that I was going to do the best I could to please him. I wanted his first blowjob to be one for him to remember for a long time.

I kissed and sucked his nuts and I could hear him mumbling something but did not understand what he was saying but I knew that he was thoroughly enjoying what I was doing to him. Art and his cock were experiencing pleasure that they had never known before. Just before he was about to climax, he asked me to move so he could hold my cock while he shot off. I moved in a position that he could reach my cock and when he took a hold of it, his hand had been sweating which almost made me shoot off.

I started suck on his cock some more and he said, “I’ll let you know when I am about to shoot so you want get any of my cum in your mouth”. I rose up and smiled at him and told him to relax and not worry about it. I continued to give him oral sex and the closer he got to ejaculating the harder his grip got on my cock. I was just about to reach down and take his hand away when he started trying to take his cock out of my mouth and when I resisted and kept on moving my head up and down, he began shooting off in my mouth. I had taken his cock all the way to its base several times while he was shooting and continued to suck him for several minutes after he lost his load.

I returned to Art’s side and my fingers were playing with his tits while he was trying to regain his breath and composure. After several minutes passed, he rose up on his elbow and looked straight at me and said, “Well, that is what they are talking about. I have never enjoyed anything more in my whole life. If you gay guys do this all the time, I can certainly understand why”. I reached down and took a hold of his limp cock and looked him in the eyes and said, “With the great equipment that you have down there you should try it more often”. I rolled out of bed and told him the coffee was ready.

As we were drinking our coffee and eating donuts, I kept catching Art starring at me. Finally, I asked him, “What are you thinking? You just keep looking at me”. He smiled real big and said, “I just can not believe it. You made me feel so fucking good”.

I asked him if he had a hangover from last night and he answered, “I did before that blowjob but not anymore”. I said, “Good, we have discovered a new solution for hangovers”. We both smiled at each other.

He looked over at the clock and said, “Jesus, I have got to go to work. I have a six hour shift coming up”. He jumped up patted me on the shoulder and left.

Late that afternoon, Glen and Burt dropped by and they wanted me to go with them to a party to which they had been invited. Burt looked like he just needed to go home and go to bed. He was in pretty bad shape but Glen was insisting that they go to the party if for only a little while. I asked Glen if he was able to get Burt to bed last night and Burt said, “Hell no, the bastard left me out in the car”.

The doorbell rang and I went to answer the door finding a smiling Art standing there in his uniform. He looked great in the uniform and was so handsome but I have to admit I preferred to see him naked. He came in and greeted Glen and Burt and looked at Burt and told him that he looked like something that the dog had drug home. Glen asked Art, “How come you don’t have a hangover?” Art walked over and put his arms around my shoulders and said, “My friend here has a remedy for hangovers”. Both Glen and Burt looked at me and saw me smiling. They were curious but did not ask any questions.

Glen asked me if I was going with them to the party. Before I had a chance to answer, Art grabbed me around my waist and said, “He is not going to a party. I am placing him under arrest and he is going out to dinner and will spend the evening with me”. Glen and Burt’s mouths dropped open as wide as mine. We were all shocked and then Glen said, “With or without the handcuffs?” As Glen and Burt were leaving, Art told me, “Go put a smile on your face and let’s go eat”.

We enjoyed our meal at a very nice restaurant and afterwards we spent the night together. Art wanted to try giving me a blowjob and he was very successful in his efforts. We had sex together that night and again the next morning before we both went to work.

Art and I had slept together for four nights and explored several gay sexual avenues but both preferred giving oral sex to each other. He told me that he had fallen in love with me and I had also fallen deeply in love with him. He told me that his lease was up on his duplex and he had not yet signed a lease for the coming year. He wanted to know if he could move in with me.

That was seven years ago and Art and I are still living together and still in love.

Shortly after Art and I moved in together, , a notice appeared on the bulletin board at the police headquarters stating that they were looking for someone to be a liaison officer between the gay community and the police department. Art put in his application and two weeks later the Chief of Police called him in for an interview. At the interview the Chief of Police told him that no one else had submitted an application and that the job was his. He was to start the next morning and not only was he to receive a promotion but his salary would almost be doubled. The chief did not ask Art if he was gay. Art has had the job ever since and still no one has asked questions about his lifestyle. Art has been very successful in his career and enjoys working with and helping gays and lesbians.

We lived in the duplex until my lease expired even though we could have afforded to move to larger and more expensive place. We had saved our money and made a down payment on a house. The new house provided Art with the opportunity to landscape the yard and potter around on a regular basis, something that has always given him great enjoyment.

We have about fifteen neighborhood kids who have adopted us. They call Art, “Uncle Officer” or “Uncle” for short and they call me “Unk”.

No white picket fences, but we love our home, our careers; love each other and our kids.

There is nothing like having a handsome cop for a lover

 

[butchmeister]

Greeting from Jersey.

I just wanted to tell you it was a great story -- a fanasty looking for mr. right.

thank you.

 

[unoponcho]

The Exhibitionist

By Kevin
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From my early teens, I always enjoyed fishing, and at one time I was very energetic and used a lot of that energy in trying to catch fish. I was about to reach my mid-forties and I had become lazy. I had found a fishing dock on a lake where I could set leisurely in a chair while fishing and I went there very often to fish from sundown to sun up when the weather was comfortably warm.

There was only one streetlight on the parking lot so the fishing dock was dark and fishermen would bring their Coleman lanterns to light up their selected fishing area. The dock attracted all kinds of characters who came to fish and I enjoyed stopping by and talking to these interesting men and women; in fact visiting with these people was as or even more enjoyable than actually catching fish!

The area was normally very crowded most of the time between sundown and mid-night when folk began to leave. By 1:00 am there would be probably no more than four people remaining and often they would have left within an hour or so if the fish were not biting. After everyone had gone, it would be very quiet when I would relish the solitude for the remainder of the early hours of the morning; I so enjoyed being out of doors on my own.

Deer and other animals would come from the woods and down to the lake for water. As for me, I was one of those unusual fishermen who really did not care if I made a catch or not; often I would reel in my lines and set back and just watch the wildlife.

One fisherman that I meet was named Ron who had been there several times while I was fishing. We had never talked much and I knew nothing about him apart from his first name. It was hard to judge Ron’s age but I estimated that he was in his late twenties. He was about six foot two inches tall and he had broad shoulders and at a guess, I would say he had a thirty-four-inch waistline.

Very often wore only jeans. He had black wavy hair and had short black hair on his chest and stomach. From the appearance of his face and body, I would think that he probably worked or spent a lot of time in the sun. His physique and muscle tones, led me to assume that he was laborer of some kind that required a good deal of strength. Ron had brought his very pretty and attractive girlfriend fishing several times. Observing Ron and the way he acted it was clear that he was very masculine and as straight as straight could be.

One night, I was fishing and the dock was crowded as usual. It was a beautiful night with a full moon that was so bright that lanterns were not really necessary. Around mid-night, the dock began to clear as people made for home. It was then that I saw Ron coming on the dock with his fishing tackle, chair, lantern and an ice chest. As he passed by me, he said, “Hi”. All he had on were jeans that had been cut off very short and he was barefooted. He lit his lantern, opened a can of beer and started to fish about twenty feet from me.

An hour later, around 1.00 am, Ron and I were the only ones on the dock. I had reeled in my fishing lines, turned off my lantern, and slumped down in my chair as I finished smoking a cigarette. It was such a beautiful night; so peaceful and quiet, I was so relaxed and was great to be out of doors. I began to doze off when I heard something beside me. I looked around and Ron was about four feet away, naked, wearing a cock ring and stroking his erection!

Ron was well endowed with big balls and what looked like about a nine-inch long, thick dick. I looked up at him and he was smiling. I was so shocked that I did not know what to say or do. He turned his back to me and flexed his buttocks several times and turned back facing me while whacking on his dick. My cock had immediately gotten hard and wanted to be released from the confines of my jock strap and short gym shorts. Ron moved up closer to me and was gyrating his body while stroking his dick.

I reached over and was going take hold of his tool but he backed off some and told me, “Don't touch me! You can watch but don’t touch! No damn queer is ever going to touch my big cock!”

I pulled my hand back and He moved closer to me and continued to masturbate. He kept moving around showing off his body and his cock. The way the moonlight and the light from his distant lantern was hitting his body, it was delightful to see the beauty that he was exhibiting.

Ron moved up close and put his foot on the arm of my chair giving me a full view of his crutch and a close-up of his masturbating. He stayed in this position for about three or four minutes looking down at me smiling all the while he was stroking his cock.

I had released my dick and it was standing tall from of the leg of my shorts. While watching Ron, I was playing with and stroking my dick. He looked down and saw that I was now stroking my dick and he said, “So you are enjoying looking at my big cock. Yours is not a big as mine. I bet you have never seen anyone with as big of a cock as mine”.

I could not help but lie a little and replied, “Being a Queer, as a matter of fact, I have seen a few as big if not bigger than yours”.

He stepped back a little ways, while still beating his meat, and he stared at me and watching me as I stroked my dick. He then moved up close enough for his cock to almost touch my face. I saw some precum and he quickly smeared it to lubricate his enormous cock. He then stood up straight and with one hand he reached around and gripped one of his cheeks and pushed his hips forward, sticking his dick out towards me while beating the hell out of it.

He kept staring, for long periods of time, at my cock while I was jacking off for it excited him all the more knowing that his exhibition had caused me to be aroused. Now he had one hand cupping his balls while the other hand increased its stroking speed. He was gyrating his hips, flexing his butt and had his head pulled back with a twisted smile on his face. He was going to shoot off at any minute.

All the while watching Ron, I had been jacking off and I too was nearing a climax. He began to make guttural noises and shouted, “I am going to shoot! I am going to shoot! I am going to shoot all over you, you fucking faggot!” He stepped up close to me and shot off his cum all over my T-shirt and shorts. He stood there continuing to yank on his cock for a short time and then shook it to make sure there was no more cum on his dick and wiped it on my T-shirt.

He backed away a couple feet and watched me as I continued to beat off. I stood up and only moments later I shot my wad. I was looking at him when I ejaculated and the expression on his face told me that he had been turned on seeing my climax. I removed my T-shirt and wiped Ron’s cum off my shorts.

He grabbed the T-shirt from my hand saying, “Some of your Goddamn shit landed on my foot”. He leaned over and wiped my cum off his foot and threw my T-shirt back at me. As he was putting on his shorts, I said, “Thanks for the compliment”. He wanted to know “What fucking compliment. I did not give you a compliment”. I replied, “Yes you did. You called me a Queer and a Faggot”.

He stomped off and went back to his seat and opened another beer. I set down and smoked a cigarette and in a few minutes I looked up and he had his beer in one hand and his chair in his other hand and was headed towards me. He put his chair down next to mine and asked if he could talk to me.

Ron apologized for his actions and what he had just said to me. I became aware that he wanted to talk and I propped my feet up on the dock railing in front of me leaned back in my chair and listened to him.

“I am not the kind of person that you just saw. I have never done anything like that before in my life and I hate myself for the way I acted. You are a very nice person and I treated you like shit. I am very sorry and I do hope that you will forget what I said and what I did”.

“My girlfriend and I broke up three weeks ago and I have been in the dumps ever since. I had a lot to drink tonight both before and since I got here but that is no excuse for my actions and I know that. I was just horny and I needed to get my rocks off and wanted to be close to someone when I did it. I have never had sex with anyone other than a few times with my girlfriend. I have not jacked off in four weeks. As I just said, I know that you are a nice person. I had no reason to believe that you were gay. I just said the things I did without thinking.

“Hell, I have never even seen another man with a hard on before seeing yours. The only reason I thought I had a bigger cock than average was because my girlfriend told me so. On the whole, I suppose I have had a very sheltered life I guess. I just do not know much about sex other than I did like fucking my girlfriend and I like jacking off.

“What I do not understand is why I have always thought you were attractive and why I enjoyed jacking off in front of you. Why did it turned me on to watch you jack off and shoot your cum? You are the only guy that I have been the least bit interested in. I hope that it was just curiosity and that it never happens again”.

I accepted Ron’s apology and told him that I was sorry that he and his girlfriend had broken up. I also told him, “I can forgive and forget the unkind things you said but that I can not forget looking at your nice body and dick while you masturbated. I enjoyed what you did and you have made my day, both because of your performance and your apology”.

Ron and I talked for another hour or so before our conversation had run its course. We had not said anything to each in a while and I looked over at him and he had fallen asleep in his chair and was softly snoring.

The sun was just coming up and I packed my things and went home, leaving him alone on the dock sound asleep. To my regret, I never saw Ron again for after I had got to know him I found he was such a very nice person. I could but hope that he was not overcome with guilt and purposely was avoiding fishing on the dock for fear of seeing me again.

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After Ron’s exhibition and talking to him, I have thought many times about the dynamics and tried to analyse the event. Many questions come to my mind.

Why did Ron perform the exhibition?

Was it a sudden impulse or had he planned it all in advance?

If I were not there, would he have preformed his exhibition for some one else?


Was Ron acting on a subconscious desire to explore his homosexual tendencies?

Did he subconsciously want to have sex with me?

Did he say that he was attracted to me to make me feel good or was he really attracted to me and why?

Was he as naive about sex as he said he was; it is hard to believe in this day and time but it is possible?

Why did Ron come fishing wearing a cockring?

Being as naive as he said he was, where did he get the cockring?

Before arriving at the dock, had he planned to masturbate or to engage in some kind of sexual activity while he was fishing?

Very possible, occasionally, I had enjoyed masturbating when I was alone on the dock.

Will Ron perform such an exhibition again?

It appeared that it was exciting to him but was the excitement enough to cause a repeat performance?

I do not think so but it is possible. Was Ron’s reaction, as I was about to touch him, because he thought that it would cause him to have doubts about his heterosexuality?

Perhaps, but he could have been completely truthful about not wanting or desiring a male to touch his privates. Did he have some serious emotional or mental problems that he needed to address?

The above are just a few of the questions and thoughts that have occurred to me since that most unusual night. What do you think – are there any questions or comments you have to add?

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[Disneyboi]

That was a wonderful story. Excellent work

 

[unoponcho]

butchmeister
Greeting from Jersey.

I just wanted to tell you it was a great story -- a fanasty looking for mr. right.

*******
Thanks for reading my story. I am honored that it appears my story has caused you to make your first post on the board.

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Autolycus

Now that is what you might call an arresting story.

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Thanks for your contribution by your editing

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Disneyboi
That was a wonderful story. Excellent work

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Thanks for the compliment. It is always encouraging to receive replys and know that someone has read your story.

Kevin

 

[unoponcho]

Boss’s Gay Son

By Kevin
​

Very few people, if any, could be as fortunate as I am and was while growing up. My parents were the most wonderful parents any one could have. Both came from well-to-do families and had inherited large sums of money and my father was very successful in his career. We lived in a very large house and my living quarters consisted of a den, study area, small kitchenette, large bedroom, large bath, private outside entrance, and a carport for my car separate from the garage where my parents parked their cars. We had a maid, cook, and a gardener who took care of the swimming pool as well as the gardening.

My parents approach to rearing me was very unique and unusual. They were determined that I was not going to be spoiled and become a snotty rich kid. As I matured, they would give me more and more liberties responsibilities, and freedom. They never came into my living area without giving me ample warning and always respected my privacy.

At a very early age, my parents established a firm understanding that we were to eat our breakfast and evening meals together and there were to be no exceptions unless one of us were sick or not at home for a good reason.

Around the age of ten, my parents begin to recognize that I was showing some tendencies that I was homosexual. They did research and gathered enough information that they could have easily written a book on the subject. They accepted me for what I was and am and have always given me all their support and love.

When I was twelve years old my father set me down and told me to write out an agreement to a set of rules that I was to live by while living in their house. He then he read and approved what I had written and told me, “Son, the rules you have written are much more restricting than what your mother and I expect from you”. He had his secretary to type the document and my mother, father and I signed the agreement. This was just an example of how they approached me with everything. As a results, I matured faster, had more independents, and freedom than most young boys my age.

After finishing high school at the age of seventeen, I attended a near by University while still living at home. There was no point in moving out because I had all the freedom to come and go and was living an independent life and my parents wanted me to live with them. As it had been from my early teens, I could bring quest to my living area anytime I wanted and they sometimes would spend the night with me.

After I entered the University, my parents were traveling a lot and often would be gone for a month at a time.

When I was attending my last semester as senior at the University, my father and one of his long time friends, named Fred Dunn, asked me to come into my father’s office and talk to them. Mr. Dunn and his wife had often been dinner quest at our home and they belonged to the same Country Club that my mother and father belong. I had known them for several years.

Mr. Dunn owned a very successful company in town that was rapidly growing. Mr. Dunn asked me if I would be interested in working at the company as his assistant in his office. He had a couple of Vice-Presidents but their workload was more than they could handle and Mr. Dunn had to pick up the slack and needed help. He explained that there would be an opportunity for me to advance in the company. We reached an agreement that I would work part time for the next four weeks until I finished earning my degree and then work full time. So at the age of soon to be twenty-one, I had my first full time job.

A couple of weeks after being on my new job, Mr. Dunn asked me to have lunch with him. During the lunch, he told me that he had watched me grow up and had known that I was gay. He said that he had a lot of respect and admiration for the way I handled my gay lifestyle and that he had a personal situation that he wanted to talk about and to see if I were willing to help him.

He told me that his son, Jeff who was seventeen, was gay and was having difficulty in accepting the fact and was still in the closet. He did not know how to help him and did not know a better person who may be able to advise and help Jeff. I told him that I would be more than glad to talk to Jeff if he wanted to talk to me. Mr. Dunn said, “Oh, he will talk to alright. He thinks you are the hottest man alive and has a crush on you. My only concern is that you are going to have to consider his age and act accordingly. If you and Jeff get into a sexual relationship, my wife and I will understand. We think a lot of you and Jeff could not have made a better choice”.

I told Mr. Dunn that I would do what I could for Jeff but did not think it would end up with us having an affair because I generally was attracted to guys my own age and older. I thanked Mr. Dunn for his confidence in me and I would do my best to live up to his expectations. Mr. Dunn told me that he was going to invited his son for dinner the next day and that the three of us would go together for dinner and maybe after we return to the office that I might have a talk with his son.

The following day after dinner, I asked Jeff to come in my office and we talked for some time and I invited him to go to a musical concert with me that night.

After going to that one concert, Jeff and I began to do a lot of things together and we became very good friends. We got to the point that we could trust each other and talk about anything.

Jeff and I had this competition going on between the two of us. The company had a workout facility available to the employees and their families. Jeff and I were trying to outdo each other to see who could get the best physique and get in and stay in shape. Jeff had grown up to be a very handsome man and his body was something to behold. Jeff could walk into a gay bar and have other gay men falling all over themselves trying to go to bed with him.

After three years Jeff had accepted the fact that he was gay and was happy with himself. He had several gay sexual encounters, which he discussed with me, and I had shared some of my gay experiences with him.


When Jeff started to go to the University, Jeff’s parents bought him a condominium. Just by chance, there was a gay couple that lived next door and they became friends. Within the three-year span, when one of the units came on the market, they would talk another gay person or persons to buy the unit. Five of the six units of the condominium complex were owned by gays. A middle age man, who was homophobia, owned the one remaining unit. All the gay owners were causing him pure hell by not hiding the fact that they were gay.

There were two couples in two units and two single guys in the other two units. They all got together and planned a birthday party for Jeff who was going to be twenty-one and also to celebrate Jeff’s graduation coming up in two weeks. The condominium complex was built so the units surrounded an outdoor swimming pool and patio and all units had sliding doors giving access to this area. The party was planned to be around the swimming pool.

Jeff insisted that I be his date to the party. I had just received another promotion and was one of three Vice-Presidents. Jeff wanted me to come be at the party to celebrate my new positon along with celebrating his birthday and graduation.

Late in the afternoon of the party, I arrived at Jeff’s unit and Jeff greeted me in his Speedo swimsuit and took me to his bedroom for me to change into my Speedo. Jeff left and told me to come out to the pool when I was ready.
When I got out to the pool, one of the queens living in one of the units had outdone himself and everything around the pool was elaborately decorated. I was introduced to everyone and mixed my self a drink and set down beside Jeff.

There were eight people at the party including Jeff and I. The queen who did the decorating was wearing a horrible looking sarong with a ridiculously looking tall white chef’s hat. He had proclaimed that he was the cook for the event and was busy flitting around a charcoal grill. One of the couples and one of the single guys were wearing T-backs and all three had the buttocks and bodies to make the T-back very appropriate attire. The other couple was completely naked and their physiques were very eye appealing, as well.

Jeff turned up the music real loud and the naked couple started to dance and kiss each other. They were not too far from the sliding door of the homophobic’s unit. He came to his door and observed what was going on and said, “You are just a bunch of cocksuckers!” He jerked his door closed and closed the drapes. Everyone just laughed and the queen yelled out, “Do you want to join us? I hear you suck cock very well”.

As the party progressed, everyone had a lot to drink; all of us had been pushed into the pool a couple of times; we had danced with each other; and everyone was having a great time acting like idiots. We eat our dinner and the food was excellent. A couple of the guys cleaned off the picnic table and the food was taken inside and put in the refrigerator. The chairs were arranged in a circle and Jeff’s presents were placed in the middle. Everyone fixed himself another drink and we set down and talked and laughed. Every time I finished my drink someone would bring me another one. I was getting drunk and was camping with the rest of them.

Jeff got up and went to the center of the circle and opened his gifts and as he opened a gift he would get up and kiss and thank the person that it was from.

Just as Jeff started to open his last gift, the single guy in the T-back whose name was Mike, brought me a drink and set down in my lap and was acting like he was giving me a lap dance. Jeff put down the gift he was unwrapping and came over and grabbed Mike by the arm and pulled him off me and said, “Mike, get you slutty ass off my date. He is mine and all mine”. I did not know what to say because I had never seen Jeff acting that way. Mike tried to apologize to Jeff but Jeff was still upset. Jeff opened his last gift and thanked whoever gave it to him and came over and slapped me on the knee before pulling his chair closer to me and set down.

In no time everyone was drinking, laughing, and the party was still in full swing. All during the party, I was experiencing difficulty to keep from having an erection. These guys walking around with nothing or practically nothing on and the alcohol had caused me to be extremely horny and it was difficult to hide my erections. I looked down one time and my cock was sticking out of my swimsuit pointing towards my navel. Someone’s towel was nearby and I put it in my lap before anyone saw my erection.

I had drunk way beyond the limit to which it was safe for me to drive home. I was not real surprise when I saw one of the guys come from Jeff’s unit and tell Jeff that he had taken my car keys and I would have to spend the night. I said, ”What the hell. I’m to drunk even to get myself another drink. Would some one please get me another drink?” I don’t remember much after that. I do remember Mike and the queen helping me to Jeff’s quest bedroom and on the way, I accidentally knock the queen’s chef’s hat off. I remember them taking off my wet swimsuit and laying me on the bed naked and I was asking where was my underwear and Mike saying “You do not need your fucking underwear” and Mike jumped in bed with me and the queen pulling Mike off the bed and Mike saying, “I was just going to kiss him goodnight”.

Early the next morning, I suddenly woke up and was aware that someone was sucking my cock. I looked down and to my surprise it was Jeff. Jeff and I had never had sex together before, in fact, we had never seen each other’s dick erected. I was not really for sure if it was a good idea for us to have sex together. I never wanted anything to become between the close friendships that we had.

My cock was so hard and I did not know if it was because of Jeff sucking on it or because I needed to take a piss. I reached down and pulled Jeff off my dick and went to the bathroom. As I was going to the bathroom I saw Jeff’s erection for the first time and his cock was as beautiful as his body and that was all I could think about while pissing. I never lost my erection and returned to the bed and Jeff. Jeff was lying on the bed when I returned and he was jacking on his big cock. I climbed in bed with him and we looked into each other’s eyes and knew that each of us was having lustful thoughts and desired to give each other sexual pleasure.

For some time we just lay in bed on our sides, stroking each other’s cocks and starring at each other. I moved into a position that I could give Jeff a blowjob and my cock was close enough that he could suck on my dick if he desired. I looked at Jeff’s cock for several moments before starting to try to please him. I could not get over this youthful undeveloped teen becoming such a handsome well-developed man with such a big attractive cock waiting for me to devour. I licked the precum off and twirled it in my mouth and savored its taste. I licked the shaft of his cock and it was jerking with excitement. Without any warning, I engulfed his entire cock down my throat and Jeff yelled “H-o-l-l-y Crap!” Then Jeff went all the way down on me.

I don’t know which of his boyfriends taught him how to suck a dick, but he had it down to a perfection. I had never had anyone to give me a blowjob the way he was doing it. I was a novice compared to Jeff. It was difficult, while my cock was receiving so much pleasure and excitement, to try to observe what Jeff was doing and to do the same thing to him at the same time. I was trying my best to learn Jeff’s technique. Even the way he tantalized my nuts sent shivers up and down my spine. From the time he started until I ejaculated, I was in a state of ecstasy that I had never encountered before. If Jeff never accomplishes anything else, he has proven to be a good sex partner. If being in good shape has anything to do with the quality of having good sex, we certainly cash in on the benefits.

After each of us had ejaculated we continued to tease and suck each other until we each reached our second climax.

I moved to be beside Jeff and we lay there holding each other for another thirty minutes or so without saying anything. I knew that I needed to talk to him about what just happened but I could not think of the best way to approach the issue or how to word what I thought was necessary to say regarding our having sex.

Jeff broke the silence and he suggested that we get a cup of coffee and go out by the pool. We put on our wet swimsuits and when we got out to the pool, we noticed that the guys had removed the decorations and had cleaned the patio. We had barely set down and Mike came out with a cup of coffee in one hand and a pot of coffee in the other. He said good morning and refilled our cups before setting down. He said he came out to apologize to both of us for his actions last night. We accepted his apologize and Jeff offered his apology for loosing his temper. Mike looked at both of us and asked, “Did you guys get it on this morning?” Jeff and I just smiled as Mike looked at us, “Well,--- that answered my fucking busybody question”.

I suggested to Jeff and Mike that we go somewhere and have breakfast and I told Jeff that after we got back that I needed to talk to him. When we got back from breakfast, Mike thanks me for breakfast and went to his place.

I put my arms around Jeff’s neck and hugged him real tight for several moments and I asked him to set down next to me. I still did not know exactly how to say what I thought should be discussed.

“Jeff, we have been friends for several years and I do not want either or both of us to ever do anything that will break up our friendship. Our having sex this morning could be a key factor in either breaking up our friendship or strengthen it. It depends on each of us to determine how we are going to handle it. So far as the sex part of it, we did have great sex and I thoroughly enjoyed it. I finally found out what you have between your legs, and I must confess that I have always been curious. I must say that your big cock impressed me and I appreciate you for letting me have the experience of you giving me the opportunity to be intimate with you. I have thought many times how nice it would be for us to have sex together. I think you are very attractive and you often have aroused me sexually. However, even though we can have great sex together, I do not think that is enough to have a serious long time relationship together. Sex within itself is not enough and I cannot pin point what is missing. I love you and you are my best friend and I consider you as a loving brother that I never had. I will always be there if you should ever need me. But, if either one of us is looking for a serious lifetime companion or lover relationship, I just don’t think the ingredients are there for us right now. I want you to think about what I said and be honest with me and tell me what you are thinking”.

I looked over and big tears were running down Jeff’s cheeks. I grabbed him around the neck and pulled him close to me and told him, “Man, I didn’t mean to hurt you. I do hope you know that”. Jeff placed both hands around my head and looked straight at me. “I’m not crying because you told me a serious relationship might not work. You just told me for the very first time that I was your best friend and no one has ever considered me to be his brother. I love you so much and you have always been there when I needed some one. You will always be the best friend that I will ever have.” We held each other real tight and I waited for Jeff to compose himself and say what ever he wanted to say.

“I have wanted to have sex with you ever since I first saw you several years ago. I used to have such a crush of you that you would not believe and then it became more of a curiosity after we became friends. Since we had sex together this morning, I now feel like I know everything about you now that I have seen your cock erected and have had sex with you. I think our having sex together has brought both of us closer together and will be a bond for the rest of our lives as friends. If we get horny and have sex together in the future then it will be purely for sexual gratification and that is all. As you have said, things are just not right for anything else at this point.”

“In two weeks, we probably will be working very close together at the company and I know that at times I will look at you and get a stiff but then again both of us may find the right person for us and our sexual desires will be satisfied by that special person. I am very happy that we have had this talk and that we understand each other.”

After Jeff graduated, he came to work and his father set down with both of us and told me that there is no one else that he would rather train his son than me and he wanted me to teach Jeff every aspect of the business and that Jeff would be working and taking orders from me until he was thoroughly trained. After that Jeff would also become a Vice President and we would be working as partners and would continue to be partners in the future when he retired and we would own the company together.

I had earned the respect and love of Jeff’s father and he treated me like another son.

From then on Jeff and I worked as a team and partners and consulted with each other on every major decision and we were in complete charge of the company when Jeff’s father was not around, which had become increasingly more often.

The only competition between Jeff and I was kept in the workout and exercise room and we were always trying to outdo each other in keeping our bodies in shape.

The homophobic guy gave up his fight and I purchase his condominium for a ridiculously low price and moved out of my parents’ home. My unit was directly across the pool from Jeff.

Two years later, Jeff and I remained each other’s best friend. Neither of us had found the right person but each of us dated occasionally and was searching. If either one of us dated a guy more than two times we would introduce our new boyfriend to each other and he and I would openly discuss our boyfriends and how we felt about them. Both of us knew that if we did find a life long partner, that we still would remain best friends.

We did have sex together numerous times but it was just for sexual gratification and we knew that we could depend on each other anytime we felt a need for sex. Living so close together made it very convenient and we each had keys to each other place and if the sexual desire arose day or night we would pay each other a visit providing, at the time, neither one of us was spending the day or night with one of our boyfriends.

Only a very few people could have a best friends relationship like ours.

 

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A Farm Boy’s First Gay Sexual Encounter

By Kevin
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The farm had provided the livelihood for a family dating back three generations and Tom’s parents had planned and hoped that their son would be the fourth generation to live on and work the farmlands. Tom was their only son and he had two older sisters who had married and were living on nearby farms. After graduating from high school, Tom worked on the farmstead but he never did like the farm life and was very unhappy.

He was aware that he was different from everyone in the rural area and knew that he was gay but had never had the opportunity to experience a gay encounter of any kind. He had never known anyone that was gay having only heard and read about homosexuals.

One of his biggest physical assets was his angelic face, beautiful smile, innocent look, red hair and a few freckles. Other than his being very cute and having red hair, he was just another average looking young male. He was very shy and was just as innocent as he looked. Living a very sheltered life up to this point, he knew nothing about the gay lifestyle and gay sex but was very anxious to learn.

The big city had to many attractions for the farm boy and at the age of twenty-one he moved to the city determined that he was going to be able to make his life better and be happy.

Tom found a job that would provide sufficient funds to support him and found an apartment that just happened to be two blocks from a gay bar. After he discovered the bar it took him two weeks before he was able to get enough courage to pay it a visit.

Late on a Sunday afternoon, the sun was shinning and he walked down the street to the bar. He stood outside but chickened out of going inside and walked back to his apartment but then he decided it is now or never, so returned for a second time. When he walked inside, it was dimly lit and it took him several minutes for his eyes to adjust from sunlight to darkness. He spotted an empty stool at the far end of the bar where he set down.

The very good-looking bartender asked him what he wanted to drink and Tom said that he would like a beer. When the bartender brought him the beer, he asked, “You are new here aren’t you?” Tom answered, “Yes, I just moved here”. The bartender answered, “Well I thought so. I know I have never seen you here before. I could not have missed you with that beautiful head of red hair. My name is J. W.” Tom told him his name and J. W. excused himself and told him that it was a busy afternoon at the bar but he wanted to talk to him some more.

J. W. was a short young man with a well-proportioned body and was wearing a tank top that showed off the muscles in his arms, shoulders, neck and well-developed chest. Tom thought that J. W. was very attractive but after observing him for a while he realized that J.W. knew almost everyone that came to the bar and they would kiss or hug J.W. and they were very friendly with him. Tom dismissed the idea of ever being able to have anything more than a friendship, if he was even that lucky. J.W. was receiving too much attention and the competition was too great.

While Tom was drinking his beer he began to look around the bar and observed the strange assortment and variety of guys that were there and was surprised that all of them should be gay. Almost everyone was having a good time, was very friendly and some of them were very forward or familiar with each other. The first time he had ever seen two men kissing was when he first saw someone kiss J.W. and now there were guys kissing and hugging each other throughout the bar. He even saw a guy groping another’s crotch. He began to relax and not feel so threatened and was glad that he forced himself to come to the bar.

Every chance J. W. got he would come and talk to Tom. He would ask him all the usual questions like “Where are you from?” etc. Tom thought that J.W. was very friendly and cheerful and enjoyed talking to him.

Tom had just about finished his beer and J.W. set another beer down in front of him and told him that some one had bought him a drink. Tom said, “What are you talking about. Some one bought me a drink? Who bought me a drink? I don’t know anybody here. Why would they buy me a drink?” J.W. smiled at Tom and said, “The guy that bought you a drink does not want you to know who he is”. Tom looked around the room to see if he could see the person. He did not see anyone that was looking at him and could not figure out who or why anyone would do such a thing.

He finished drinking his beer and decided that it was time for him to go get something to eat and then return to his apartment. He told J.W. that it was nice meeting him and he had to go. As Tom was about to leave, J.W. came from behind the bar and hugged him and kissed him on the lips and said, “I want you to come back soon. You are cute and I love your red hair”.

That was all the encouragement that Tom needed. For the next four nights he went to the bar after he got off work to visit with J.W. Each night after he finished his first beer, J.W. would bring him another beer and tell him some one bought him a drink. Tom would look around and just could not figure out whom it might be. During these visits Tom did meet some other people that he enjoyed talking to while J.W. was busy with customers at the bar.

On Thursday night, before Tom was going to leave, he asked J.W. if the bar could cash a twenty-dollar check for him that he was out of cash and wanted to get something to eat before going home. J.W. said, “The bar does not take checks but I will cash it for you”. J.W. reached in his pocket and gave Tom a twenty-dollar bill and he gave J.W. a check. Tom thanked him and hugged his neck before leaving.

Late Friday afternoon, when Tom returned to his apartment after work, he found a beautiful arrangement of flowers waiting for him on the floor in front of his door. There was a card that read, “You are cute and I love your red hair”. Tom immediately knew the flowers were from J.W. and he realized that J.W. got his address from the check that he had given him the day before. He took the flowers inside his apartment and hurriedly showered and changed clothes and headed to the bar.

When Tom arrived it was crowded being a Friday night and J.W. was busy. Tom stood at the end of the bar and waited for him. Once J.W. seemed to have no other customers Tom caught his attention and motioned to him that he wanted a word with him. Tom had J.W. to come from behind the bar and thanked him for the flowers. As he started to kiss him on the lips J.W. threw his arms around Tom’s neck and started French kissing him. This was another new experience for Tom but he did not hesitate and mimicked J.W. kiss in return. The guys standing around saw them embrace and started to clap. Tom was so embarrassed and his face turned almost as red as his hair. J.W. whispered in his ear, “Do you have red hair any place else on your body other than just on your head? I want to see for myself. I get off at 2:00 am. Can I come to your apartment after I get off work?” Tom smiled and said, “I will be waiting for you”.

Tom went and got something to eat before returning to his apartment. He began to put things away and set about cleaning up the apartment. He even changed the linen on his bed in the hope that he and J.W. would go to bed together for sex. Tom tried putting the flowers in a number of different locations, as he wanted J.W. to see them when he came through the door. Tom was having some difficulty in all this activity because he kept thinking about J.W. and constantly got an erection. He was excited and yet apprehensive about having sex with J.W. as he was afraid when the time came that he would not be able to obtain an erection or something else might happen to embarrass either himself or J.W.

After a long wait it was almost time for J.W. to arrive. Tom had showered and shaved. He had put on more what was probably more than enough cologne, some white briefs and his bathrobe, Now he set down and waited.

J.W. knocked softly on the door and Tom let him inside. J.W. was smiling and carrying a small bag. He set the bag down and they kissed and hugged each other for several minutes. J.W. commented on the flowers and asked if he could take a shower. Tom went into the bathroom and got a fresh towel. J.W. brought in his bag and set it on the counter. Tom pulled the bathroom door closed as he left.

While J. W. was taking a shower, he turned off all the lights in apartment, lit a candle in the bedroom, set on the edge of the bed facing the bathroom door and waited. He heard J.W. turn off the shower and could not figure out why it was taking so long for him to dry off and come out to the bedroom. Finally the bathroom door opened and J. W.’s beautiful naked body was silhouetted against the bathroom lights behind him; except J. W. was not completely naked. He was wearing leather straps across his chest and round his waist, leather armbands, and a leather jock strap. Tom did not know what to think or say. He had never seen or heard of anything like it before but he thought that J. . was extremely attractive.

J.W. turned off the bathroom lights and strolled over in front of Tom and turned around several times showing his body, outfitted with leather. He asked, “What do you think?” “Well, I, I, I, don’t know but you sure have got my pecker at attention”. J.W. took the robe off Tom, removed his briefs, pushed him back on the bed and crawled on top of him. After a few minutes of kissing, Tom told J.W. “Before anything else happens that I need to tell you something”.

J.W. rolled off Tom and lay down beside him and waited for him to say what he wanted to tell him. “First I am new at this. I have never had sex with anyone and I do not know what to do. Would you please show or tell me how two men have sex together?”

J.W. reached down and took a hold of Tom’s cock, moved over and gently kissed his lips, lay his head on Tom’s chest and told him, “I thought that might be the case when I first meet you. I was afraid I might scare you off before we got to know each other. I was the one buying you drinks hoping that curiosity would bring you back to the bar”. He raised up his head and kissed Tom on the lips.

“We will take it very slow and easy; if we start to do something that you do not like or want to do, you say so and we will stop. I shall be more than happy to teach you the things I like to do but there are things that I do not like. I will tell you about them but will not do them with you. Is that fair enough?” Tom put his hands around J.W.’s head and pulled him up and kissed him. All the while J.W. was slowly stroking Tom’s cock.

Tom pulled away and stopped kissing and asked, “Would you take off that leather thing and let me see your cock?” J. W. smiled and answered, “I thought you would never ask. My cock has been wanting out ever since I lay down with you”. He took off his entire leather outfit except the armbands and leather cockring that was on a very aroused dick and when he was through, he kissed Tom’s cock before asking, “Do you want to touch my dick?” He had no more than got the words out of his mouth when Tom began to feel, examine and stroke J. W.’s erection, this being the first time he had ever felt some one else’s cock.

J.W. told Tom, “I am going to perform oral sex on you. It is sometimes referred to as a blowjob, sucking some one off, giving head and other things. If you do not like it, let me know and I will stop. If you decide that you want to suck my cock, the decision is yours. If you want both of us to suck each other at the same time, I will show you what is called the sixty-nine position and we can do that. Any comments or questions before I begin?”

J. W. got into a comfortable position and lowered his head to suck on Tom’s cock and he stopped and said, “You do have red hair on your body. It is a darker red than you have on your head but it is a pretty red color”.

While he was giving head to Tom, Tom was stroking J.W.’s cock and enjoyed playing with one that was not his own.

Tom was having delightful sensations while being sucked off. He could not get over the pleasure that he was encountering. He was nearing a climax and asked it he could suck J.W.’s dick for a while. At first he had difficulty in taking the full length into his mouth and throat but soon overcame the problem. He was amazed by the taste and odors he was enjoying and the new experience of having a cock in his mouth. After a period of time he asked if they could suck each other off at the same time.

Both were enjoying the excitement and pleasant feelings they were experiencing. Tom was doing his best to follow the example of what J. W. was doing to his cock. Tom was near to shooting off and tried to warn J. W. “I am going to cum!------Damn it I am going to cum!-------Get your head off my fucking dick!. I’m ---Oh Shit!!!---Holly Shit!!!” I just shot off in your mouth. I am so sorry. Why didn’t you shop when I told you?” Tom could not get over J.W. letting him shoot off in his mouth and throat but it was the greatest sexual experience he had ever had.

Later after Tom continued oral sex on J.W., he decided that if J.W. took him all the way thru a climax that he would do the same. After J.W. ejaculated into Tom’s mouth, Tom experienced some difficulty in swallowing the load but would not give up until J.W. was completely finished. He was surprised by how much he liked the taste of cum. He had always thought of it as being disgusting but now thought differently!

After they had completed the oral sex and were laid side by side, J. W. ran his fingers through Tom’s hair as Tom asked him if he was going to spend the rest of the night with him. To his joy, J.W. replied, “Certainly, after we wake up, you will need some more practice before this lesson is completed. Then we will start some other lessons. I want you fully trained before I turn you loose!”

Tom got out of bed, blew out the candle, ran back, jumped on top of J. W. and began to tickle him. He moved so that his entire weight was laying on top of J. W. and started to French kiss him. He stopped and told J. W. “You taught me how to kiss you like that when I saw you at the bar”. Tom moved off and lay down close to J.W. and thanked him for giving him his first blowjob and told him how great he made him feel. Soon they were sound asleep.

It was near noon on Saturday before they woke up. Tom got up and used the bathroom before going into the kitchen and put on a pot of coffee. When he got back to the bedroom, J.W. had gotten up and had started taking a shower. He decided to join him knowing full well that it was going to be somewhat crowded since the shower stall was small. He managed to slip in and they both soaped each other, rinsed off and as they got out both had enormous erections. Tom reached for J.W.’s cock but J.W. stepped back sying, “Coffee first and then lessons”. They dried off and still naked, went to the breakfast area.

After a couple cups of coffee and talking, they returned to the bed where J. W. explained to Tom about anal sex. He told him about the various positions and what it meant by being top or bottom. He then went in the bathroom and got a tube of KY and two condoms out of his bag. They began their sex by sucking each other’s cocks until both were nearing a climax and then they experimented with anal sex. As a bottom, Tom flunked the course, as it was to painful when J.W. tried to stick his cock into his asshole and he had to ask J.W. to stop. Tom did very well and received satisfaction in performing as a top. After Tom had fucked J.W.’s asshole for some time, Tom decided that he much preferred having oral sex, so they ended up giving each other yet more blowjobs in the sixty-nine position.

By this time it was after 2:00 pm and J.W. had to be back at work at the bar by 3:00 pm while Tom had promised his parents that he would come to the farm and spend the night and most of Sunday with them. Tom thanked J. W. many times for being so patient with him, teaching him about gay sex and showing him such a good time. Tom also expressed his gratitude, appreciation, and pleasure for J. W. sharing his attractive and beautiful body with him. They both agreed that they would get back together again real soon, perhaps tomorrow night.

After Tom returned from the farm on Sunday afternoon he could not wait until he could to see J.W. When he got to the bar, J.W. was not there. He asked the other bartenders where he was and they told him that he had taken the night off. Tom asked where J.W. lived and was told that it was against the bar’s policy to give out such information. Tom returned to his apartment and was very disappointed but thought that maybe J.W. would call him or come by, but neither happened.

Monday night Tom returned to the bar and again J.W. was not there.

Tuesday night Tom made another attempt and this time J.W. was there. Tom was standing at the bar waiting to talk to him and J.W. brought him a beer and told him that “some one bought him a drink and that he needed to talk to him”. J.W. asked Tom to take a seat at one of the tables and wait for him for in a few minutes or so he would get a fifteen-minute break.

Tom sat down at the table, drinking his beer, and knew something was wrong by the way J.W. had acted. He tried to think if he had done or said something that had upset his friend.

J.W. set down at the table and reached for Tom’s hand and pulled it up and kissed it before returning it to the top of the table while still holding his hand. J.W. said, “I have something that I have to tell you. First I want to say that I cherish our friendship, I need you and want you as a friend and I hope what I am about to tell you will not prevent our being just friends.”

“My Ex showed up at the bar Saturday night and we ended up spending the last three days and nights together. We decided to try to be lovers again. We were together for almost three years before we had a silly argument and broke up. We loved each other very much and perhaps we may be able to renew that love. I do hope you understand”.

There was a long pause and with tears in his eyes, Tom asked, “Friends –forever?”

J.W. walked to the door with his arms around Tom’s shoulders and when they got to the door, he said, “Yes, friends! Please come back to see me. I do think you are cute and I love your red hair”.

 

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Gay Sex Blamed On Wives

By Kevin
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Husbands blamed their wives for causing them to have gay sex. The question is: Are they cheating on their wives?

Frank and Jane moved into their new house a couple weeks before Ben and Alice moved into their new home next-door. Both young married couples were in their early twenties and had been married a little over a year.

Almost immediately the two couples became friends. Jane and Alice were housewives and Frank and Ben were pursuing their new careers.

Jane and Alice were almost constantly together doing or planning something. They went shopping together. They helped each other clean their houses and they planned activities for the couples to do together. BBQ’s at Frank and Jane’s swimming pool, going to movies, playing games at each other’s homes, there seemed to be no end as to what they could think of for the two couples to be together. When Frank and Ben got off work and returned home they never knew what was in store for them to do that evening or weekends.

Frank and Ben also hit it off and were real good friends. Both liked hunting, fishing, camping, sports, and almost anything having to do with being out of doors. The wives did not care for any of the actives that the men liked and when the men were doing the things they enjoyed, the wives would get something going such as a bridge games or a coffees or activities involving other women.

About ten miles from their homes, Frank had inherited several acres of lakefront property providing good fishing and hunting. The property was off the paved road and about eight miles up an old rough dirt road that very seldom was ever used. There were no homes or buildings of any kind along the dirt road and it came to a dead end on Frank’s property.

Frank recently had spent some time on the property starting the construction of a small one-room cabin that he could use when fishing and hunting. Ben knew about Frank’s project but had never been to the property or the site.

Frank had built an outhouse or john in his garage to take up to the cabin site but it was too big and heavy for him to handle by himself. He asked Ben if he would help him during the weekend to get the outhouse to the cabin site. Ben offered to go with him and spend the weekend helping him with the construction of the cabin. When the wives heard about their husbands’ plans, they prepared food for the guys to take with them.

Friday evening, Ben and Frank loaded the outhouse onto Frank’s pickup along with the other tools and materials that they were going to take. They planned on getting up around sunrise pack the food and personal items and drive to the construction site.

Saturday morning when they arrived at the site, Ben was amazed at what he saw. The cabin site was a few feet from the lake and there was a beautiful view of the lake and surrounding forest. It was in a very secluded, quiet, and isolated location. Ben was also impressed by the progress that Frank had made in the construction and realized that it was at a point that Frank really needed two people working together because one person alone could not handle some of lifting and holding that was necessary.

They put their work gloves on and went to work. They first unloaded the outhouse and put it in place and began on the framework for the cabin. They worked all day only taking out time for sandwiches and coffee. By late afternoon they had the framework up, doors and windows incased, floors, rafters and roof finished. What they had accomplished in one day was amazing considering they were working without the use of power tools.

Around 4:00PM, Frank suggested that they were at a good place to stop for the day and purposed that they clean out the scraps of lumber and other debris off the floor of the cabin and sweep it out so they could put their bedrolls down and sleep in the cabin during the night. After that project was completed, that they should take a swim before supper and going to bed.

After all the dirty chores had been completed, Frank and Ben stripped off their clothes and jumped into the lake. The water seemed to revitalize and relax them because it was not to long before they were acting like kids trying to duck each other and were wrestling and horsing around.

Frank got out of the water and went to the pickup and got a bar of soap and towels. Ben was watching Frank and seeing his appealing naked body, he suddenly realized that he had an erection and he wondered why Frank’s nude body all at once had caused him to get a hardon. Ben had to stay in the deep water until his erection went down before he could come up into the shallow water where Frank was soaping himself down.

After their swim and bath, Ben started a fire using the scrap lumber from the project and Frank put on a pot of coffee. They ate supper and set by the fire drinking coffee until the sun went down.

They went into the cabin and though the framing of the 2” x 4” uprights the light from the outside campfire provided some light inside. They started taking off their clothes to go to bed. Ben had on his briefs and was going to lie down, when Frank saw him, “Hell man, if you don’t mine I always sleep naked”. Ben said, “I do too, but I did not want to embarrass you.” Ben removed his briefs and lay down. They were lying on their backs just relaxing and enjoying the peacefulness of the out of doors.

This was the first opportunity that they had to talk in private for any length of time and really get to know each other. Any number of interesting topics were discussed during their lengthily conversation. Frank rose up on his elbow and looked at Ben. “I’ve got a very personal problem and I would like your advice. I do not know if I am oversexed or not, but Jane and I only have sex once a week and it is not enough for me. She is just not interested in doing it more than that and even then she does not really seem to enjoy it. It seems that she feels like she just has to because I get so horny”. Ben replies, “God man, I am in the same boat. No matter what I do Alice just turns over and says not tonight, honey. She has even told me to go in the bathroom and beat off”.

“Ben, I have to masturbate at least three times a week and still I am not satisfied. I go around all the time getting a hard”. “I do the same thing. I just do not understand women. Some time they are interested in sex but most of the time they are not”.

“Ben, I am relieved to know that I am not the only one having a problem. I love Jane very much and this sex issue is our only problem. Hell, I have a raging hard now and I am going to have to beat off before I can get any sleep”. “ Frank, I am so horny that I could fuck a billygoat, let’s beat off to relieve ourselves, and by tomorrow night may be we will both get lucky with our wives”.

Everything was real quiet and Ben and Frank could hear each other stroking their cocks. Frank moved over close to Ben and said, “Let me help you out Buddy. It feels so much better when some one else is beating you off.” Frank reaches over and takes hold of Ben’s cock and says, “Man, you got a nice size piece of meat”. Ben takes a hold of Franks cock and begins stroking. Both of them were stroking each other and expressing their enjoyment by groaning and movement of their bodies in sequences to being jacked off. Ben was the first to shoot off and it went all over his chest and Frank’s hand. Frank kept on stroking Ben and his cum was serving as a lubricant that helped Ben to keep his erection longer than unusual after climaxing. When Frank ejaculated he screamed, “Damn, Buddy, I cannot believe the amount of cum I just shot off”. They wiped themselves off with a towel and lay back down on their bedrolls.

They had talked for a while and Ben began to have cramps in his back resulting from the physical labor during the day. It got real painful and he asked Frank if he would massage his back to get rid of the cramps. Frank crawled over and placed one leg over Ben’s naked butt and started rubbing Ben’s back and shoulders. Frank obtained another erection and his cock was sliding up and down between the crack of Ben’s buttocks as he massaged Ben’s back. After Ben’s cramps went away, Frank said, “I guess you are aware that my cock is rock hard again. It felt real good between the crack of your ass. Have you ever had a cock up your asshole?” Ben answered, “No, but I am willing to try it----but not tonight, honey, go in the bathroom and beat off”. They started to laugh and Ben told Frank, “Get your ass over here and I will beat you off again”. Ben got Frank to unload again and they were lying on their backs and expressed their thanks to each other and their desire to do it again in the near future even maybe next weekend.

“Frank, do you think what we just did was cheating on our wives” “No Ben, I don’t think so. Both of our wives know that we masturbate. We just helped each other to enjoy it more”. Ben said, “Well I do not know how they would react if they knew that we just enjoyed having sex with each other but I do not think they would understand”. “You are probably right Ben, but we both love our wives and if our having sex together will help in making our marriages work then I do not think we should worry about it to much. It is a very controversial and complicated situation. You and I may have found a way to relieve some of our sexual tensions and satisfy some of our sexual needs that has been a problem in our marriages. I think we are just going to have to keep it a secret between the two of us”.

Sunday morning, they were up early eat breakfast and began working on the cabin. By mid afternoon, they had the door hung, windows were installed, and the siding had been put on. The cabin was really taking shape. It was rustic, the carpentry work had a lot to be desired, but overall real progress had been made. Frank went over to Ben and put his arm around his shoulder and said, “Thanks Buddy, It is looking real good. I appreciate all your help. Now when we get horny, we have a place to go. Hey! About that ass thing that came up last night, would you be interested in coming back here next weekend and trying it out? Hell, I will also make my asshole available to you if you want to try it. What do you think?” Ben said, “Count me in. I am up to anything. Let’s go home now and see if we can get lucky with our wives. If Alice tells me to go into the bathroom and beat myself off, I will tell her I don’t have to, I know someone that will do it for me. I would not tell her that but if I had it would serve her right. I really love her but she can be such a bitch”.

During the following week, Frank built two wooden bed frames and a table for the cabin. Friday afternoon, Ben and Frank loaded the pickup with the bed frames, table, two chairs, and two mattresses. While they were loading these things they decided that they would go to the cabin that evening instead of Saturday morning. The wives rushed around to get food ready for them and the guys took off.

Frank and Ben could hardly wait until they got to the cabin to have sex. They both were horny and had been fantasying all week about having sex with each other and explore the new ways to have sex that they had discussed. Ben had had an erection ever since they got on the dirt road. After they got several miles up the dirt road, Frank stopped the pickup and got out. He told Ben to get out, take his pants and briefs off, and drive a while. Ben did not know what Frank had in mind but removed his clothes and got in the pickup and started driving.

Once Ben took over the driving, Frank leaned over and took Ben’s stiff cock into his mouth. Ben almost went off the road. He had never had someone to suck on his dick and the intense thrill was almost more than he could take. When Frank went all the way down on him, Ben slammed on the brakes and yelled, “Damn, Buddy, That feels so good. I cannot drive with you doing that to my cock. Please hold off until we get to the cabin”. Ben put the pickup in gear and burned off up the dirt road driving so fast that he must have missed hitting half the bumps and chuck holes in the road before they got to the cabin.

As soon as they reached the cabin, they both jumped out of the pickup, sporting erections, and each grabbed a mattress and headed towards the cabin. They threw down the mattresses, removed their clothes and shoes and quickly lay down and Frank again began the oral sex that started in the pickup. Ben was yelling all the obscenities that he had in his vocabulary. When Ben was getting close to shooting off, he stopped Frank and said, “Let’s get one think straight. Are you going to take my shit in your mouth or am I suppose to warn you to pull off?” Frank said, “Give it to me Buddy. I am ready anytime you are”. Frank went down on him again and began to speed up his deep throating and he reached around taking hold and gently pulling Ben’s testicles up and down. Ben was squirming around on the mattress mumbling to himself. His body was tensing up and his buttocks were flexing. He began to slowly fuck Frank’s mouth and he put his hands on top of Frank’s head encouraging him to bob up and down on his cock. Frank was ready to receive Ben’s ejaculation when Ben screamed, “Fuck!-- F-u-c-k!---Oh shit!--- Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Ben had deposited an enormous load down Frank’s throat and then he completely relaxed on the mattress taking deep breaths.

Frank lay down beside Ben while jacking his own cock and said, “I don’t even have to asked if you like your first blowjob. You have already have shown me that you did but tell me this,---how long have you been building up that load? You almost drown me.” Ben looked over at Frank, “Since last weekend, Alice has been having her period.----Buddy! Thanks, I owe you a big one and if you will give me a few more minutes, I will do my best to repay you. If you can swallow my cum, by damn, I am going to swallow yours”.

Because of Frank having been stroking his cock and the arousal he obtained while servicing Ben’s cock, he was almost ready to ejaculate. Ben placed his hand around Frank’s cock and looked at it and saw precum oozing out and he licked it off and tasted it. “That shits not really that bad”.

He took it real slow going down on Frank. He was trying to learn how to suck Frank’s big cock without choking. He got the hang of it very fast and was going up and down and using his tongue to tantalize and sucking at the same time. Before long he was deep throating along with the best of cocksuckers. He was full aware that Frank was going to erupt at any moment and he kept telling himself, “I am going to swallow his cum if kills me.” Frank began to ejaculate and Ben did his best but could not swallow fast enough and some of Franks cum ended up on Frank’s pubic hairs.

Ben rolled over on his back and told Frank, “Big Buddy, I’ll do better next time. If you are up to it, I will do it fifty more times tonight and by morning I will be a expert”. Frank slapped Ben’s butt and told him to get off his ass, put on his shoes but not his clothes and help him unload the pickup and then they would go for a swim before supper.

The sun had gone down just as they had finished unloading the pickup. They started a fire, put on the coffee pot, took the bar of soap and towels, and went to the lake to take a bath. They took turns in soaping each other and made comments about how much they admired each other’s bodies and cocks. After they had rinsed off, Ben leaned over and sucked Frank’s soft dick into his mouth and looked up at Frank, “Is there anything to eat in there yet?”

After they finished supper, they went directly to the cabin where they and put the bunk beds together with their bedrolls on top of the mattresses. They lay down on their backs and began to fondle each other’s cocks until both of them had stiffs again. Frank moved into a position that he could give head to Ben and Ben had access to Frank’s cock. Before Ben started to suck on Frank’s cock, he said, “Big Buddy, I don’t know about you but I am in no big rush to shoot off. I would enjoy sucking on your cock all night if you can last that long without loosing your load”. Frank said, “Buddy, in thirty minutes, if that long, I have you so fucking hot that you will be begging to cum. I am already hot and all you have done thus far is to breathe on it. Take it slow and easy Bud, but I guarantee you that it want take all night”.

Several times, each of them, when nearing a climax would ask the other to stop sucking and give them time to delay their climax. Frank was proven wrong because they had been sucking on each other for close to an hour. Frank got the idea of teasing Ben’s asshole at the same time he was deep throating his cock. Ben showed a lot of pleasure from Frank’s touching and inserting his finger into his anus. He began to use his finger to fuck Ben’s hole and he was responding by pushing his butt towards Frank’s finger trying to get further up his asshole. Ben liked the feeling so much that he began to do the same thing to Frank. That was all that it took for both of them to peak at the same time and to shoot off in each other’s throats. They continued to suck each other’s cocks even long after both had become flaccid and until both fell asleep.

The next morning they were up early and ate a hearty breakfast and started in earnest to do as much as they could on the cabin. By mid afternoon, they had finished everything and declared that the cabin was completed, except cleaning up around the outside and packing up the tools. Frank slapped Ben on the shoulder and said, “Well it’s done. We did a great job.----Now, so far as the girls are concern, we have a lot more to do. We will have an excuse to come back several more weekends unless the girls begin to get huffy about it. Jane is already complaining that I am neglecting chores around the house. She even had to mow the lawn and she was really pissed”.

They goofed off the rest of the afternoon and put off the cleanup chore until Sunday morning. They did not think that it would take them long to pick up and clean up around the cabin. They thought it best to go home early the next day to appease their wives.

Ben suggested that they take a hike into the woods. They hiked around for an hour or so and they spotted some wild turkeys and saw a lot of deer tracks and droppings. It was not going to be long until the hunting season and they knew where to come to get their deer and turkeys.

After they returned from their brief excursion into the woods, they went skinny-dipping, bathed, eat an early supper and were back in bed before sundown.

During the day both of them had been thinking about trying anal sex that night. Neither one knew if they could take a cock up their asshole but wanted to try. Frank had placed a can of Crisco under the bed within reach.
They discussed how they were going to do it and they agreed that it would be wise to take it very slow and the first important thing was to give each others holes a lot of attention to get them relaxed, and well lubricated before trying to insert their cocks into each other. Frank remembered that as a teen someone said it was best for the guy to straddle over the cock in a sitting position so he guide and judge the depth of penetration.

Frank decided that he wanted to be fucked first. Ben had applied Crisco to Frank’s asshole and fingers and inserted two fingers without any difficulty. He greased up his throbbing member and Frank began to lower his ass onto Ben’s cock. He at first had some pain but he was determined to get Ben’s rod all the way inside him. It was not very long before he had reached his goal and was bouncing up and down on Ben’s cock and telling him how nice it felt. Ben was receiving an enormous amount of pleasure and was fucking Franks hole as Franks was increasing the speed his movements up and down. Both were verbally expressing their feelings and giving each other commands. Ben ejaculated deep inside Frank’s hole and Frank fell on top of Ben and both lay there exhausted.

Both of them had not said anything for a long time and Ben whacked Frank on the rear and told him that it was his turned to be fucked. Frank rolled off Ben and began to prepare Ben’s asshole. Ben had no trouble taking Frank’s cock and they fucked until he had deposited his load.

After they had recovered, Ben suggested that they take another bath in the lake and get all the grease off them before going to sleep. After they returned from their bath, Ben told Frank to get into the same position that they were in last night when they went to sleep and told Frank, “Your dick was a great pacifier to suck on while going to sleep and I want it again tonight”. “Damn Ben, my cock is not a pacifier. No way, Buddy! A couple times last night, you bit my dick so hard that I thought you were going to bite it off. Besides that when you snore, your breathing tickles my nuts.” “Frank, your bitching sounds like my wife”. Both being tired from the day’s activities and having sex, they quickly drifted off into a deep sleep.

They were up at sunrise the next morning and while still naked they fixed and eat breakfast, cleaned up the construction debris, loaded the tools and things into the pickup before they took another swim. They put on their clothes, got in the pickup and were home by midmorning.

Their wives were both surprised and pleased that they returned home early. Both Frank and Ben began to do the chores around their houses and their wives made plans for a cookout by the pool late that afternoon.

Their wives evidently had missed them and as soon as the cookout was over, they told their husbands that as soon as they finished cleaning the dishes and putting up the food that they would meet them in their bedrooms. Frank took Ben by the arm and led him out of hearing distance of their wives, “Ben, I don’t know if I can get it up. How about you?” Ben whispered, “I don’t know either, but we had better. Buddy this is great. Our wives actually wanting to have sex. Somehow in the near future, we are just going to have to get them to want to do it on a Tuesday, Wednesday, or Thursday nights instead of so close to the weekends”. Frank said, “You know if our wives decide to have sex with us more often, we would not have that long drive on that bumpy dirt road so often”.

Frank and Ben visited the cabin when they felt the need which was pretty much on a regular bases. It always helped to disguise their sexual encounters from their wives when they returned home with a deer, turkey or fish.

Frank had bought an iron woodstove for the cabin that he had stored in his garage. Jane was continuously nagging Frank about getting it out of the garage but Frank kept putting it off until it got so cold that it was needed and because he was reserving it as an excuse for Ben and he to take it to the cabin if they ever ran out of other excuses to go.

The wives never knew what took place at the cabin but they were appreciating the fact that their husbands no longer wanted to have sex every day or night. Once a week was still sufficient for the wives needs and unbeknownst to their wives, their husbands had found a way to supplement their sexual appetite.

It is great for loving couples to be so happy and have congenial neighbors as their best friends.

 

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My Gay Male Nurse

By Kevin
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I woke up and Jay, who was a nurse and a friend of Luke, my lover, and I, was standing over me smiling. He said, “Welcome back to the world”. I could not figure out what was going on and where I was. He told me that I had been in an accident and I was in the hospital and had been in a comma for the last seven days. I asked him, “What accident? I do not remember an accident”.

Jay told me some of the details of the accident and he told me the extent of my injuries. He told me that I had already recovered from most of my injuries except that my left leg and arm was partially paralyzed and now that I was conscious that I needed physical therapy and within time I would possible have full recovery and use of both my leg and arm.

Shortly after I arrived at the hospital, Jay learned about my accident and requested that he be assigned as one of my private nurses. He had been a friend of Luke and I for several of years.


I remembered that Luke had gone to Europe on business and was going to be there for at least six weeks. I asked Jay if Luke knew about my being in the hospital. Jay told me that he had talked to Luke numerous times in Europe and told Luke that there was nothing that he could do here and that he would keep him posted as to my progress. Jay said they were sending each other emails twice a day and he knew that Luke would be relieved to know that I had regained consciousness.

After Jay and I talked a few minutes, he told me that he was going to go and send an email to Luke and let him know that I was conscious and talking. He also needed to call my doctor and tell him the good news and he had to get some medication for me.

Jay was very tall young man with a smile and face that exuberates kindness, concern for others, and love for his fellowman. Jay was intelligent and had training for a physical therapist as well as a nurse. He was devoted to the medical field and to helping those who were placed in his care. Because of his profession and dedication, he had not had the time to meet and pursue a lasting gay relationship. Most of the gay men he had met could not cope with his long irregular hours.

Within an hour after I regained consciousness, Jay had a pan of hot water, soap and washcloth and prepared to shave me and give me a bath. He closed the door and pulled the curtain around my bed for privacy and he removed my hospital gown. I lay in bed stark naked feeling embarrassed. While Jay was bathing me, I asked him if he had bathed me while I was unconscious. Jay smiled and said, “Yes that he had bathed me everyday”. I asked him if I ever got an erection? There was a long pause and Jay was smiling. “The answer is no, but I certainly got some whoppers and had to go into your bathroom and jack off”. I looked over at Jay and his dick was sticking straight out in his pants. I asked him if he got erections when he bathed other patients and he told me that he never had. Normally being a registered nurse that he did not have to bathe patients but in my case he chooses to bathe me because “he liked the looks of my damn good-looking body.” He told me not to worry about his erection that with the aid of his hands that he would solve his problem in a few minutes. After the bath and lotion put all over my body, he disappeared into the bathroom. A short time later he came out and told me everything was under control and he began to exercise my arm and leg followed by a massage.

The next day Jay came into my room, smiling, and holding a copy of an email from Luke. Luke told me how much he loved me and wished that he could be with me. He said, “Jay and I have discussed your situation and I have told Jay to take care of your every need and I mean every need until I can get back home”. I looked at Jay and he smiled and said, “Yep! Every need! When I talked to him on the phone he was very specific and told me to keep you satisfied, relax and comfortable no matter what I had to do”. I said, “Well that is very considerate of him”.

I still had no use of my left leg and arm. I was beginning to get some feeling and my muscles were cramping especially in my leg and left buttock. Jay would massage the areas until I felt some relief. He was very president in helping me with exercising and therapy. He and the doctor thought that I was making a lot of progress and could see no reason that within time I would make a full recovery.

The doctor decided that I no longer needed private nurses around the clock but he wanted Jay to continue spending full time with me because of his physical therapy training.

The next two days, I continued with the therapy and Jay would bathe, apply lotion, and massage me. Each day, Jay would obtain an erection and disappear into my bathroom. The second day he came out of the bathroom smiling and said, “My cock just had it’s therapy and I gave it one hell of a workout”.

The next day, Jay helped me out of bed because he wanted me to try and stand on my leg for a few minutes before he began to exercise it. I was able to stand on it for a while but I was very weak however, I did have more feeling than before. We both were very encouraged. He had me lay back down on the bed and my upper thigh and buttock began to cramp. Jay closed the door and pulled the curtain around the bed and began to deeply massage the areas.

I could feel Jan’s hand and fingers hitting my asshole, dick, nuts, and feel my buttock flexing. I got a tremendous boner and Jay said, “Well you are getting better. Just look at that cock. It is fully load and ready for action. I must do something about that”. Jay took my cock in his mouth and alternated in sucking and stroking until I shot off with cum landing everywhere. Jay cleaned me up and said, “Well you are getting better. Luke will be happy to hear about this”. I reached over with my right hand and was fumbling around trying to get Jay’s zipper down and Jay reached down and helped me get his ridged cock out. I had only stroked it a few minutes until Jay ejaculated on the bed and me. He cleaned his cum off me and told me he was going to have to change my gown and the sheets on my bed.

Every day, I would receive one or two emails from Luke. Jay had been keeping him up to date on my progress and he was very happy about the latest report involving Jay’s and my most recent therapy exercise. He was glad that everything came out for both of us. We read between the lines and knew what Luke was referring to and gathered that when he was writing the email that someone was in the office with him and he had to be discrete in wording his message. He also said that he might be coming home sooner than planned but would only be here a few days before he had to go to Japan.

Jay had not had a day off for ten days and needed time to do some personal things such as laundry since he was out of clean clothes. A female therapist came to my room and helped me with my exercises. She was very professional and knew what she was doing but I did miss Jay and looked forward towards his return.

The next day, shortly after breakfast, Jay came in my room and handed me the emails from Luke and gave me time to read them before he got me out of bed and on my feet. I was able to walk to the bathroom for the first time and he stood behind my back and held me around the chests to support me while I pissed. It felt so good to be able to go to the bathroom and do my thing. He got me back to bed and I was able to do my leg and arm exercises without his help.

While I was eating my lunch, Jay went to the cafeteria to eat. When he returned, he told me that he had a treat for me. He removed the bandages on my head and said my head injures had healed enough that I no longer would need a bandage. He helped me get to the bathroom and removed my hospital gown. He turned on the shower and while the water was running to get warm, he locked the bathroom door from the inside and removed all his clothes.

This was the first time I had ever seen Jay nude and even though he was thin he had an appealing and very nice firm body and a large six-inch soft penis.

He helped me into the shower and joined me. There was a bench to set on and a bar on the shower wall that I could hold onto to support myself while standing. While I set on the bench, Jay knelt down in front of me and shaved my face and shampooed my hair. He then had me stand up and hold on to the bar while he applied soap all over my body paying special attention to my private areas until I had a tremendous boner. Jay put soap all over himself and he moves up close to my back and placed his erected cock between my legs and began to hump me from behind. His cock was rubbing my asshole and hitting the back of my nuts. He put his hand around my hips and stroked my cock while he was fucking me between my legs. I shot off on the shower wall and Jay shoots off between my legs. His cum ran down my legs and I could see it joining my cum that ran down the shower walls and going down the drain.

I turned around to thank him and he said, “It is all part of the duties of a good nurse”. He dried me and he hurriedly dried off and dressed and put a towel around me and helped me back to my bed. He rolled the hospital bed down so that he was horizontal and had me lay on my stomach. I was exhausted and he knew that I had exerted myself by taking the shower. He removed my towel and laid it across my ass and rubbed lotion over my body and began to give me a massage. While he was rubbing my left leg, I fell asleep.

I do not know how long I had been asleep but when I woke up Jay was setting besides my bed reading. I moved a little bit and Jay jumped up and help me put on my hospital gown. He told me that since the exercise we had in the shower that I would not have to do all my usual exercises that afternoon but I did need to do some of them.

I had regain all the feeling and full use of my left arm, which was great because I am left-handed. I also had all the feeling from the middle of my thigh to my foot on my left leg. I still had some trouble with my upper thigh and buttock. Jay said, “You are making a lot of progress. Where you still are having problems is near my favorite part of your body. When I am working on your trouble areas I have an excuse to look and touch all your private areas”. We laughed and he turned me on my stomach and began to rub my buttock. He slipped his finger down between the cracks of my ass and rubbed my asshole and asked, “Do you feel that?” and I answered “Hell yes!” He said, “I’m just checking”. He then slid his hand between my legs and cupped my nuts and dick. “Do you feel this?” I told him to quite fucking around are he would get me hard again.

I looked over and saw that Jay’s dick was aroused again and sticking out in his pants. I started to reach out to touch his dick and he told me to get on my back. Before I knew what was going on, Jay had gotten on my bed and straddled my chests and he inserted his cock into my mouth and began to fuck me. It did not take him long before he was nearing a climax and someone knocked on the door and Jay yelled out, “We are busy, come back latter”. Seconds later he let go a load down my throat. He jumped off the bed and said, “That was a close one. You know if I were caught having sex with you I would be fired”.

The next morning, Jay came into my room and almost immediately had me doing my exercises and after I finished he told me to rest a while and then he wanted me to get out of bed and walk for a while. He began to massage my leg and I fell asleep for a few minutes. When I woke up, Jay was standing beside my bed holding my bathrobe.

He had me out in the hall and with him holding on to me, I walked down to the nurses’ station and back to my room. I discovered that my room was the last room at the end of this long hallway and that was the reason there was very little traffic or noise outside my room and making it more private.

Jay stood by me while I got back into bed. He told me that at the rate I was going that it would not be long before I would be going home. He put his hand on my chest and told me to eat lunch and take a nap that he had an errand to run and would have a surprise for me when he got back.

After lunch, I was just dozing off, and there was a soft knock on my door and I looked up and Luke was standing in the doorway with Jay behind him.
Luke ran to my bedside and bent over and we embraced and we hugged each other. I was so surprised and Luke told me that Jay had meet him at the airport and brought him directly to the hospital. Luke and I talked for a while and he told me that he would only be in town until tomorrow morning and he had a flight to go to Japan where he had to take care of some business and he would be gone for another three or four weeks.

He told me that I looked great and that he was proud of me for the progress that I had made in my recovery. I asked Luke to go find Jay and bring him back to my room. When they came back, I asked Jay to come beside my bed and I took hold of his hand and said, “Luke this is the man to thank for the progress that I have made. He is responsible for my recovery and he has provided me with services way beyond the normal duties of a good nurse”. Jay squeezed my hand real tight and went over and put his arm around Luke's shoulder and led him out into the hall. I heard them talking but could not understand what they were saying. In a few minutes they came back into the room and Jay picked up a magazine and slid a chair out into the hall and as he closed the door he told me to have a goodtime. Luke started taking off his clothes and I asked him what was going on. He said Jay is outside guarding the door and I am going to make love to you.

For about and hour Luke and I had sex and we both had climaxed and were laying in my bed still naked holding each other when Jay stepped inside the door and told us that we needed to get dressed that they were coming down the hall with a bed that he had ordered for Luke to sleep in during the night.

Two ladies rolled the extra bed into my room and as they were leaving a nurse’s aid came in with my dinner. Luke asked Jay to go eat with him in the cafeteria, while I ate my dinner in my room.

It was way passed the time for Jay to be off duty but he and Luke returned to my room and one of them set on one side of my bed and the other on the other side. Each of them took one of my hands and they appeared very gloom. I thought that they were about to tell me some bad news.

Luke spoke first, “Jay and I have been talking about your getting out of the hospital in a few days and my not being here to take care of you. Jay has agreed to stay at our house while I am gone and see after you. He will be working and you will be on your own for a number of hours at a time but he will be in and out to see about you. It is not fair for me to be gone for weeks at a time and leave you alone. I have told him that I want him to continue to satisfy your sexual needs. After I get back from Japan, there should not be anymore traveling for a long time and we can make up for the time I have to be away. I love you very much and I am sorry that I was not here when you needed me”. Luke kissed me on my lips and hugged me.

Jay said, “I have talked to your doctor and he thinks you will be going home day after tomorrow and said that within a week that you should be able to go back to work half time and within two weeks you should be able to work full time. He said the main thing now is for you to continue your exercises and walking and to regain your strength. I have talked to Luke and he as asked that we continue to keep him informed of everything that going on including our sexual activities which he has encouraged me to continue. Does our plan meet with your approval?”

I had difficulty in finding the right words to say. “Luke I love you more than you will ever know. I could not have found anyone more considerate and loving than you. I know that if I were in your shoes that I would never be able to be as understanding as you are. I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your trust and for your love”. “Jay, I have never known anyone like you before. I appreciate everything that you have done for me. You are truly a wonderful person and it is a privilege to have you as a friend. I will always be in depth to you.” “Now, Luke and Jay, your plan sounds great to me. Before I start crying would you guys please change the subject?”

Jay said he needed to get home and he told Luke that he would pick him up in the morning to take him back to the airport. He reminded Luke that his luggage was still in his car and asked him if he needed anything otherwise the luggage would be in the car ready to go to the airport tomorrow morning. Luke told him that he was fine that he would use my toiletries. He hugged both of us and waved goodbye on the way out the door.

Before Jay arrived to take Luke to the airport, Luke hugged and kissed me a long time telling me goodbye. I asked Luke, “I really do not understand your wanting me to have sex with Jay. I know you love me but please tell me how you could encourage Jay and I to do such a thing? Luke said, “You and I have been friends with Jay for a long time. I trust both of you. While I am away, as long as you guys tell me in detail what you are doing together, it does not bother me. If you would have sex with someone else behind my back then I would be very upset”. Before either of us had a chance to say anything else, Jay came into the room. Before leaving Luke hugged me and kissed me on my lips and we both had tears streaming down our cheeks. Jay handed each of us a tissue and hugged each of us and grabbed a tissue for himself.

After I was released from the hospital, Jay took me home. Jay made sure that I took my exercises and walks and often, if he had time, he would walk with me. I was able to return to work and was pleasantly surprised that my workload had not piled up because my coworkers had worked overtime to fill in for me. Whenever Jay and I were off at the same time we slept together and always sent Luke full details as to our sexual activities. I learned from Jay how to give massages and practiced on him as often as possible and looked forward towards applying my new talent on Luke when he returned home.

Some one is really missing a gem of a man by not having Jay as a lifetime mate. Anyone that is a patient in the hospital who has him as their nurse is most fortunate, especially if they are a gay male who enjoys and needs very special attention.

 

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Fishing Guide’s Rod

By Kevin,
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For many years, Ed and Les had been friends and often fished together and much too often so far as their wives were concerned. They were about ten years older than me and I had gone fishing with them a couple of times. Ed and Les were always sarcastic, arguing or criticizing each other and they thoroughly enjoyed their derogatory interaction between themselves. They were very interesting and enjoyable company when you were with them individually but not when they were together. Ed and Les knew that I was gay but that never bothered them and they accepted my lifestyle.

For several months they had planned a fishing trip to Sam Rayburn Lake in East Texas. They had hired a fishing guide, bought their airplane tickets and were planning on leaving in three days.

Two days before they were to leave, Les had a death in his family and was not going to be able to make the trip. Ed called me and invited me to go in Les’s place. Everything had been paid for and I could make the trip at no expense. I was not very enthusiastic about the fishing part but I knew that I would enjoy being out doors and seeing some to the country that I had never seen before, so I accepted the opportunity. It would only be a two-night trip meaning that I would be away from work for three or maybe four days. All I needed to take was my fishing rods, fishing clothes, and personal toiletry items.

Ed and I enjoyed a very pleasant very early morning flight to Dallas, Texas where we boarded a lightweight plane that took us to Lufkin, Texas. We were met at the airport by a middle age Hispanic whose name was Lucas and he drove us in a pickup to the fishing guides shack near the lake. Lucas was a very humorous man and kept us laughing all the way to the lake.

A real tall good-looking guy came out of the fishing shack and introduced himself as Jim and he was going to be our fishing guide. I said under my breath, “This is going to be a fishing trip to remember the rest of my life”.
Jim was about thirty years old, about my age, and he was barefooted, and wearing very short shorts, tank top and a cowboy hat. He had a wonderful dark tan and when smiling real big his very white teeth glisten. His long legs were the best-shaped and attractive legs I had ever seen and they went with his near perfect shaped body. I was immediately in love.

Jim told Ed and I to take any of our belongs that we did not need during our fishing trip and go to the shack and change into our fishing clothes and put our things in a locker which would be safe until we returned from our fishing expedition. While Ed and I changed our clothes, Lucas and Jim had loaded our fishing rods and things into the fishing boat and were waiting on us. Ed and I got into the boat with Jim and he started up the motor and Lucas pushed us away from the boat dock and waved to us as we took off.

Jim explained that we were headed to his fish camp and that on the way we would stop and fish during the afternoon. He reached in an ice chest and asked if we wanted a beer or soft drink to go with some sandwiches for lunch.

Shortly after we had finished our lunch, Jim pulled the boat up close to the shore and there were some trees hanging over the water. He gave instructions to put on the plugs he handed us and to cast underneath the trees and to try to land the plug about six feet from the shore line and reel in real slow. He said some big bass were under those trees. Ed and I both cast and both hit in the area that Jim had told us to aim for. We reeled our lines in and neither of us had a strike. Jim told us to do it again that there were bass there. The second time and we had no strikes. Jim stood up, picked up his rod and reel, put on the same type of plug that we had used and cast in the exact same spot that he and immediately caught a big bass. Jim reeled the fish in and got it in the boat. Ed was really pissed and expressed his feeling in no uncertain terms to Jim. Jim smiled real big and said, “It’s all in the way you hold your mouth”. Ed said some more sarcastic remarks to Jim and Jim retaliated and I knew that Ed had met his match.

Jim kept taking us to different locations and giving us detail instructions and was very patient giving us an opportunity to catch a big bass. Each time Ed and I would come up empty handed and Jim with one cast would pull in a big bass. Ed continued to try to give Jim a hard time but Jim always came back with some remark to make both Ed and I laugh.

As we were pulling into this one place that Jim wanted us to try, Ed accused Jim of having a trick rod and reel. Jim hand Ed his rod and reel and he took Ed’s. Jim again told us where to cast and Ed and I had tried four or five times.

Jim stood up on the bow of the boat, spread his feet so they were about two feet apart to balance himself because the boat was rocking, lit a cigarette, picked up Ed’s rod and reel, unzipped his pants and started pissing in the water while casting in the same spot that Ed had been hitting and immediately had a strike and reeled the fish in as he finished pissing.

Ed yelled out, “You son-of-a-bitch! You now have not only humiliated me about my damn inadequate fishing abilities and if that is not enough you have the gall to insult me more, smoking a cigarette and by bragging about your goddamn long pecker. Taking a piss while catching a fish and having a pecker so long that you don’t have to hold on to the damn thing while pissing. Of all the humiliation. That really gripes the hell out of me. You damn show off”. Jim smiled and me and winked, “Ed, my rod does some real nice tricks when it gets hard. Do you want to see?” Ed replied, “No you son-of-a-bitch. I certainly do not want to see your ugly pecker. You just keep on and on with your insults”.

To this day, I do not know why I said what I said but did so without thinking. “I would like to see”. Jim smiles as he was looking at me and said, “Only in a private showing for you”. Ed turned to me and said, “I bet you would you faggot”. I just assumed that all the remarks that had been made were in jest and nothing was meant by it. Jim’s appearance, demeanor, and the way he acted showed no indications that in any way that he may be gay or bi except is reply to my remark. I assumed that Jim was acknowledging the fact that I was gay and it was his way of being gay friendly and was teasing me.

It had begun to get cloudy as we pulled up on shore in front of Jim’s fish camp. Lucas was there to greet us and he took our things and placed them in our tents. There were four tents in a row several feet apart from one another. I saw Lucas put my things in the furthest tent and he skipped a tent and put Ed's things in the next tent. Later I learned that Jim’s tent was in between Ed and my tent and Lucas was on the far end from mine.

Lucas had prepared a delicious supper and he and Jim hurriedly put the food on the table. It was getting darker and looked like it would rain at any minute. While we were eating Jim pointed towards a wooden wall and told us that on the other side was an outdoor shower and told us were the toilets were located.

When we had finished eating, Lucas and Ed were trying to out do each other by telling wild exaggerated fish stories. Jim had excused himself and got a towel and headed to the shower. I set and listened to Ed and Lucas rave on and just relaxed.

I looked up and saw one of the most beautiful sights that I had ever seen and wished I had a camera because none of my gay friends would otherwise ever believe it.

Jim was walking towards us from the shower wearing nothing but his cowboy hat and jockstrap. He undoubtedly was the best specimen of a man that I had ever seen. I kept looking at his beautiful body and at the same time wonder how he could walk on the gravel with bare feet.

He walked up to Ed and patted him on the shoulder and said, “May be you will catch a fish tomorrow”. He leaned over and whispered in my ear, “A private showing later”. I did not know if his remark was a come on or if he was teasing me. I only knew that if he were gay that he was a big credit to the gay population.

I took my shower and as I passed Lucas and Ed, Ed told Lucas that it was his time to hit the shower. After going into my tent and getting the bedroll and things ready to go to bed I decided that I wanted another cup of coffee. Lucas had cleaned up after supper and set down and was talking to me when Ed returned from his shower. Ed asked Lucas to fix him a cup of coffee and bring his coffee to his tent and they would talk there. I had not seen Jim and I assumed that he had gone to bed.

I finished my coffee and smoking a couple of cigarettes and it began to rain. I went to my tent and undressed and lay down on my bedroll and listened to the rain and could hear Lucas and Ed talking and laughing. I fell asleep and was awaken by someone coming into my tent. I could not believe it but it was Jim and it was still raining and Jim only had on his jockstrap. He lay down beside me wet from the rain and whispered, “Showtime”.

He cuddled up to me and took a hold of my hard dick and began to stroke it.
As I started to reach for his pride and joy, he pulled the pouch of his jockey strap up so that the straps attached to the pouch came up over the base of his cock and was causing pressure making his cock stand straight out. When I took hold of him, I realized that his cock was huge and suited the rest of his body. He whispered again in my ear, “Play with my rod a while and I will show it to you and show you what it can do”. We both could feel each other’s bodies jerk as we quietly laughed.

The rain was pounding down on our tent and we could no longer hear Lucas and Ed so we assumed that they had gone to bed. Jim said, “This is nice. I hoped that you were gay when I first saw you but my gaydar was not working and I did not know”. I told him, “My gaydar is a piece of crap and I could have never imagine you being gay”. Jim said, “You have a very nice size cock to play with and I am enjoying what you are doing to mine. I would like to do this all night but to be a good fishing guide tomorrow; I will need a few hours sleep”.

Jim got up and straddled my chest and leaned over and began to give me head. His cock was hanging down in my face and I raised my head up and took it into my mouth. He lowered his rear so I could lay my head back down and began to slowly fuck me in the mouth while he continued to suck on my dick. I gripped his very firm buttocks and could guide him in the amount of penetration that was comfortable for me to swallow. I could smell the male scent from his jockstrap and his low handing nuts that were hitting me on my nose and eyes. From the position we were in I could not completely swallow Jim’s long cock but Jim let go of mine briefly and he told me to pull the straps around his butt which would put more pressure on the base of his cock. When I did this I could feel his cock get more ridged while in my mouth. I stretched his elastic strap out and let it smack against his butt and learned by his moaning that this was stimulating to him. I did this several more times and, each time, he would withdraw his cock from my mouth and quickly thrust it back in down my throat.

Jim was deep throating and sucking my dick real hard and we both were enjoying the moment of pleasure. I just could not believe that I was having sex with such a good-looking man and that he was worshiping my cock. The way he was giving me head, I knew that he was enjoying doing what he was doing and that it reflected in the jerking and throbbing of his cock.

Jim slowly removed his cock from my mouth and rolled over on his side. I reached over with one arm and took a hold of the straps of his jockstrap and again applied pressure to his cock and was able to swallow it to its base. Jim murmured, “Oh man! Oh man! You have no idea how good you are making me feel”. Jim and I continued to give each other a head and we each shot off in each other’s mouths. Just before Jim ejaculated, I again used his strap to smack his buttock and the stimulations resulted in Jim withdrawing from my mouth and pushing his cock as far as it would go down my throat and immediately shooting off. Jim turned around and got real close and hugged me. The rain still was coming down and it was so peaceful.

Jim asked, “Is it alright if I spend the rest of the night with you?” I told him that I would love to sleep close to him. Jim said, “Lucas knows that I am gay and will not be surprised that we spent the night together but what about Ed?” I answered, “Oh! Screw Ed.-- No don’t do that.--- The hell with Ed”. He put his arm around me and cuddled up real close and told me goodnight.

I woke up the next morning and it had stopped raining and I heard Lucas moving around fixing breakfast. Jim was still sound asleep with his arm around me and I did not want to disturb him. In a few minutes I heard Lucas lifting the flap of my tent and he set two cups of coffee on the floor of the tent and said, “Your Majesties, your coffee is served”. I thanked him and he told me to “Get Jim up and make him drink the coffee or he will not be worth a shit for the rest of the day”.

I moved Jim’s arm off me and got up and put on my briefs. Jim rolled over and adjusted his jockstrap and put his dick into the pouch. We drank our coffee and Jim got up and tied the flaps open to my tent while I finished dressing. I looked outside and Jim was standing outside my tent and had his arms above his head and was stretching, nude except his jockstrap and yelled, “What a wonderful fucking night! It was a great night!” I crawled out of my tent and realized that Jim’s remarks and actions were all for the benefit of Ed who had just come out of his tent.

Lucas had breakfast ready for us and poured each of us another cup of coffee. Jim had never bothered to get dress except he had put on his cowboy hat. As Ed started to set down at the table, Jim told Ed, “I offered to show you how my hard rod worked and you turned me down flat”. Ed mumbled something that no one understood. Lucas said, “Well it is going to be a hell of a day. I can tell that Jim is happy and all of us are going to suffer”. Jim put his arm around my shoulder and said, “Not all of you, I am going to show this man the time of his life. Last night was just a beginning of my private showing”.

Lucas had fixed us sandwiches for lunch and restocked the ice chest. We took off with the intent of having a great day of fishing. The first place we stopped I cast my line out and pow. I had a bigger bass than Jim had caught the day before. After I got the fish in the boat, Jim turned to Ed, “See I told you that you should see how my rod works. If you had listened to me you would have caught that fish”.

We stopped at three other places and I caught two more big bass and Jim caught one. Ed still zero and was getting more and more pissed both by the ribbing that Jim was giving him and because he had not even had a strike.

Just before noon, we could hear thunder and lighting not too far away from us, the wind was blowing and the water was getting rough. Jim told us that we needed to get back to camp and off the water. Jim started the motor and took off with the speed of light and the water was splashing up over the bow of the boat and we were completely wet by the time we reached camp. Soon it was beginning to rain, thundering and lighting striking all around us.

Jim told Ed and I to go to our tents and get some dry clothes on. After getting dress, I looked outside and Jim and Lucas was running around in the rain putting things under tarps and trying to protect everything during the storm. I saw Lucas and Jim grab some sandwiches and drinks out of the ice chest and Lucas ran to Ed’s tent and Jim came to my tent and handed me the food and told me he would be right back. I watched Jim go into his tent and in a few minutes he came out naked and had a towel and was running to my tent. I took his towel and he had a dry pair of jockstraps wrapped up in the towel. I dried him off and he tossed his jockstrap aside and set down and we ate our lunch.

The storm was making a lot of noise but we could still hear Lucas and Ed talking real loud and laughing. Jim asked me if Ed drank very much. I told him I did not know. Jim said, “Well if he drinks at all Lucas will have him higher than a kite before this afternoon is over. I saw Lucas take an ice chest full of beer into Ed’s tent. Lucas can out drink anybody”.

Jim was cold and told me to get undressed and get in the bedroll with him to help him get warm. After I got in bed, Jim cuddled up to me and put one of his legs over me and used one of his fingers and gently rubbed my lips and inserting his finger in my mouth a few times and then put his arm around my waist and his head on my chests. He lay there for a few minutes and asked if I were comfortable and I told him that I was completely relaxed and was enjoying him being so close. He told me, “Let’s take a nap like this and tonight we can have great sex together”. Jim fell asleep before I did and I could feel his hard cock touching my hip and that caused me to get a hard before I fell asleep.

Lucas woke us up and was standing at the entrance of the tent with his raincoat on and he set down a pot of hot coffee and two mugs. He told us that he would be right back. Lucas had obviously been drinking all afternoon. When he returned he had two huge bowls of steaming chili, crackers, and four bottles of beer. He said “I didn’t know if you like coffee or beer with your chili so I brought you both. If you would get your royal naked butts out of that bedroll and eat this chili, I will guarantee that both of
you will have raging stiffs all night long. Now if you and your royal cocks will excuse me I will go to my tent. That fucking Senior Ed got drunk and passed out on me”. Lucas attempted to take a bow and was so drunk that he almost lost his balance and fell into our tent. I looked outside to see if he made it to his tent. He first went to the kitchen tent and did a few things and stumbled to his tent.

By the time we had finished eating it was almost dark and the rain let up a little bit and both of us needed to take a leak. We got up and ran outside naked to a near by tree and pissed and quickly ran back inside and dried each other off. We jumped back into the warm bedroll and snuggled up to each other until we got warm.

Jim and I made passionate love to each other until sometime in the early morning. We both gave each other the ultimate amount of pleasure. For a big man like Jim, he could be so gentle and yet at the right times be just rough enough that it was delightful. For a couple of hours we did everything to build to the great moment of ejaculation. Then we snuggled up close and we both still had erections and we fondled and stroke each other’s cocks while we relaxed and enjoyed being close. For a long length of time we enjoyed this comfortable feeling and then began to make love again in earnest to reach our second climax.

The next morning, Lucas woke us up for breakfast, he looked into the tent and Jim and I were lying naked on top of the bedroll and both had erections. Lucas shook his head and said, “I told you. That damn chili will do it every time”.

I got up and dressed and Jim slipped on his jockstrap and told me that Mother Nature was calling and ran towards the john. I had to go to and met Jim coming out. When I finished, I joined everyone at the breakfast table. Lucas had fixed a huge breakfast for us and started apologizing for not being able to fix us a big super last night. He wanted to fry fish and have all the trimmings to go with it but could not do it in the rain. Jim excused himself from the table and as he was leaving, Lucas said, “You guys should feel honored. When it is just Jim and I here, he does not wear that strap thing. He runs around stark naked with that dumb cowboy hat of his”.

Jim put on another pair of short shorts, threw a tank top on his shoulder and had his hat on and began to prepare to take us fishing. We were going to fish on the way back to the fishing shack before we caught our plane to go home. Jim and Lucas packed Ed and my things back into the boat and we left Lucas at camp but Lucas was to meet us again at the fishing shack to drive us to Lufkin to catch our plane home.

While fishing on the way back to the fishing shack, Ed finally caught his first bass and I caught three more. Ed was suffering from a hangover and he was not in the mood to carry on with Jim like he normally did. Jim spent most of the time seated in the back of the boat. His lightly coated bleached out hairy legs were stretched out in front of him and were spread wide apart, showing a tremendous box, wearing no shirt with the same bleached out hair on his chest and stomach that was glistening in the bright sun, with his arms stretched out on the back of his seat and starring and smiling at me. When I caught a fish, he would jump up and help me get it into the boat. He seemed more thrilled about my catching the fish than I was.

After reaching the fishing shack, Ed and I went in and changed clothes while Jim and Lucas loaded our things in the pickup and they had cleaned the fish that Ed and I had caught that morning. Lucas had already cleaned the other fish that Jim and I had caught and had them iced down and he added those that were caught that morning and put the chest in the back of the pickup for us to take home.

Jim shook Ed’s hand and told him that he was sorry that he did not catch more fish and offered Ed a refund because of the bad weather. Ed backed off and said, “No fucking way. I finally met my match and you are just a better fisherman than I will ever be but if I ever fish with you again I want to see how that damn rod of yours works. It seemed to have done wonders for my fishing partner who caught most of the fish”. Jim came over to me and put his arms around me and lifted me off the ground. He put me down and ran his fingers through my hair while looking into my eyes and smiling. I reached up and pulled his cowboy hat off and put it on my head and asked Ed, “Does this make me look as handsome as Jim?” Ed’s replied, “Give Jim back his hat you fruitcake and get your ass in the pickup”. I put Jim’s hat back on him and put my arm around his neck and kissed him on his cheek and whispered in his ear, “I do not know what your fishing guide fee is but the memories and services you rendered me are priceless”. I put my hand up the back leg of his shorts, took hold of one of the straps of his jockstrap and stretched it out and let go causing it to whack his butt. Jim followed me to the pickup and as I was climbing in he swatted me on my rear, smiled and winked at me before closing the door.

Lucas got us to the airport on time and told us goodbye. On our flight home Ed had very little to say. I do not know if he was pissed off with me or what but I had a great time mostly because it rained and I got to see how Jim’s rod worked.

I have no proof about my theory but I do not think there is another fishing guide in the world as good-looking and nice as Jim. I do know for a fact that his very nice hard rod works perfectly and his fishing rod performs very well.

 

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My Secretary’s Husband Is My Lover

By Kevin
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Some very strange things happen in this world and somehow I seem to get myself involved in some of the strangest situations of them all.

After moving six hundred miles, buying and moving in a new house,
at the age of thirty-two, ambitious, and ready to set the world on fire, I reported to work as a new employee at a company as one of their executives. In my new position, I would have a couple hundred employees under my supervision. It was a big advancement for me and I would have a lot of problems and under a lot of stress but I had convinced myself that I could do the job.

The company was growing and all I had to do was to keep my head above the water and not make to many mistakes. The company was very conservative and would not tolerate homosexuals as employees. Even though it was against the law to discriminate against homosexuals the company found ways around the laws to fire any known homosexual employee. Therefore, I knew that I had to be extremely careful about my gay lifestyle.

The first tasked that I had was to hire a secretary. The secretary’s position was very important because I needed someone that was extremely efficient and who would be my right arm in order to being a success in my new position.

The company had arranged for me to interview ten applicants for the secretary’s job and that should have taken me all morning. The first applicant that showed up for the interview was Katherine. She had on a very feminine dress and her hair and makeup was perfection and she was very friendly, cheerful with a nice smile, appeared to be around thirty years old and made a wonderful impression. I thought to myself, “Okay, she certainly has the appearance but what about her secretary abilities”. I looked at her application and her previous experience was teaching for the past three years at a local Business College. She had been teaching Shorthand, Spelling and Grammar, Typing, and Office Responsibilities and Office Etiquette. I asked her why in the hell would she be interested in this job. She said, “I don’t like teaching and I prefer being a secretary”.

She had listed the President of the Business College as a reference and I picked up the phone and made a call and the President’s secretary answered the phone. I said, “Hello, I have Katherine Wilson in my office and she is interviewing for a secretary’s position and I wonder if you could tell me if she was employed by your institution and if you could tell me something about her qualifications? The secretary answered, “Oh she was the best teacher we ever had in fact I am one of her former pupils”.

I hung up the phone and asked Katherine when could she start to work.
Katherine pause a moment and I asker her what about now? She said, “Sure, where is my office and what do you want me to do first?” I showed her to her office and told her that when other applicants came in to see me that she was to tell them that the position was filled and their applications would be placed in the file incase other openings became available.

After working with Katherine for a couple weeks, she had proven without a doubt that she was the best secretary that I could ever expect to have. She had organized the office, was an extremely fast and accurate typist, and assisted me in keeping up with my appointments and helping me be better organized. Each day she would open and scan my mail and stack it on my desk according to what she thought was most important for me to read first.

I received a personal letter from my ex and when we broke up there were a lot of ill feelings and hostilities on both sides. The salutations of his note to me read, “Hello, you fucking Queer”. The contents of the note written on a 3” x 5” card left no doubt in anyone’s mind that read the note that I was gay. When I picked up the envelope the card fell out and landed on the floor. I wondered if the same thing happened when Katherine opened the oversized envelope and if it did happen, had she read the note. If so, I could be in trouble.

On a Friday evening, the company planned a dinner in honor of all the new employees and they were to be introduced and be given a brief time to say a few words. All the new employees were invited to bring their spouse or date. Katherine and I were expected to attend and be introduced. Katherine asked me to set with she and her husband.

When Katherine showed up for the dinner with her husband, I was impressed. Katherine had on a beautiful dress and looked like a fashion model and her husband was tall and handsome. Together they were a perfect couple, each complimenting the other. Katherine introduced her husband, Jack, to me and we immediately made eye contact and looked at each other for several moments before breaking eye contact and setting down at a table. I wondered if my gaydar was again giving off false signals. Jack was married and there were no visible appearances of him being gay in anyway.

Jack put his hand on my shoulder and told me, “Katherine has told me so much about you and how lucky she is to have you as a boss”. I even liked the way this man talked. He had a deep pleasant voice that was most pleasing to the ear. Before the program began Jack and I talked and we unintentionally ignored Katherine’s presents.

During our conversation, Jack asked me if I liked to play volleyball and I told him that I used to play and enjoyed the sport. He told me that he was on a team and they had lost a member and he invited me to play with his team Saturday night. If I was good, the team might invite me to fill the vacancy that they had recently obtained. I accepted his offer and he told me where the gym was and that he would meet me there. Jack was very friendly and I enjoyed talking with him and Katherine seemed very pleased that we got along and liked each other.

Saturday morning, I looked at my gym shorts and they were in terrible shape and should have been thrown in the trash a long time ago. I went to the sports store and bought a complete new gym outfit including new shoes, socks and jockstrap. I had my new gym things in a small bag and waited outside the gym for Jack.

Jack and I went inside the gym and to the locker room to change clothes. As we entered the locker room there was a very beautiful young man that was working behind the counter who was the locker room attendant. He was only wearing very brief shorts and as I passed the counter my gaydar was sending out signals everywhere. As I walked by our eyes locked and it was not until I ran into the wall that I could take my eyes off him. Jack had wittiness the whole scene and said, “That is George, and yes he is gay. It is obvious that he likes the way you look. You need to be careful or he will be in your pants before you leave tonight”.

As I was changing into my gym clothes, I looked over at Jack and he was standing naked near me stroking his semi hard cock. He turned and showed me his rear. Jack had a very eye appealing muscular athletic body and I could not do anything but stand there and gawk at him. He smiled at me and said, “I hope you like what you see. I certainly like what you have to offer. Let’s go play some volleyball and see how well you do playing my other favorite sport”. I thought “God, this is my secretary’s husband and he is coming on to me in a big way. How am I going to handle this problem?”

After Jack introduced me to his teammates, we played three games and won all three. I must have done all right because they invited me to join their team as a regular member.

We all went to the locker room and everyone was taking off their gym clothes and heading for the showers. I had taken all my clothes off and realized that I had not gotten a towel from the locker room attendant. I put back on my jockstrap and went to the counter to get a towel. George was standing there holding out a towel for me and he smiled at me as he handed me the towel, he told me that if I need another one or anything else to whistle.

When I got to the showers all the guys were in high spirits because of winning the games and were soaping themselves down and talking and laughing. Several of them were shampooing their hair and had their eyes close giving me an opportunity to take a good look at their great bodies. I obtain an erection and turned towards the wall trying to hide the fact. I felt someone’s hand on my shoulder and looked around and Jack said, “If you need any help with that just let me know”.

After getting out of the shower, I had dried off and Jack came up to me and invited me to go with him to the workout room that he wanted to workout for a while. I declined and told him that I was not used to all the exercise that I had had tonight and that I was going to go to the steam room. Jack whispered in my ear, “Let me warn you again about George. He gets into some pretty kinky stuff sometimes. Just be careful”.

I had my towel around me and was headed to the steam room and from nowhere, George appeared with a dry towel in his hand and he yanked the damp towel from my waist leaving me stark naked and he backed off and said, “You are one good-looking man and I certainly like what I see”. I took the dry towel and wrapped it around my waist and answered, “Well I have not seen you naked but I am sure I would like what I would see, but I am here with Jack tonight. Thanks for the towel”.

The steam room felt great and since no one was there except me, I removed my towel and lay down and just completely relaxed and enjoyed the quiet and peace of being alone. While lying there I had contemplated on the fact that I was completely confused by the way Jack was coming on to me and was trying to decide how to handle the situation.

I fell asleep and was awakened by someone giving me head. The steam room was dark and full of steam and it was hard to see. My first thought was that it was George and that I had not gotten my message across to him. I rose up on my elbow and said, “God man, that feels so fucking good but who in the hell is sucking my cock”. “It’s me, who did you think it was—George?” I of course recognized that it was Jack and he had my cock so fucking hard and feeling so great that there was no way I could have told him to stop.

Jack had me almost to the point that I was about to ejaculate and he stopped and lay down beside me so his cock was within my reach and I took a hold and began stroking. He had a thick cock that was close to eight inches or longer and as ridged as could be. As I was stroking him he began sucking me again until I could hardly put off my orgasm any longer. He took his mouth away from my cock and began rubbing my thighs, buttocks, stomach and chest and then began sucking my cock all the way to it’s base and back up completely releasing it from his mouth and going all the way back to the base over and over until I shot off my big load. Just as I started climaxing, I had been stroking Jack’s cock and he began shooting his cum onto my stomach and chests.

He turned around and lay beside me and rolled me on top of him and both of our still erected cocks were touching each other and I lay my head on his chest until we both recovered and our cocks became soft. After a period of silence, I said, “Jack we are going to have to talk about this”. He answered, “Yes we are. Let’s take another shower and go to the coffee shop and we can talk there”.

The conversation between Jack and I was most revealing and I was very surprised by what he told me. Both he and Katherine were gay and their marriage was a mutual agreement and was a convenient arrangement to further his career and cover up the fact that they were homosexuals from their employers, co-workers and Katherine’s family. It was most essential for Jack to be perceived as a married man to succeed in furthering his career with his company.

They had known each other since they were Freshmen in high school, had been very close friends, and always spent a lot of time together. After they were married, they tried to have sex one time and neither one really enjoyed the experience.

Katherine has a lover named Sally who has a secretary’s job with a very good salary at a law firm. She is a former student of Katherine and they have been lovers for two years. They have been very discreet and no one suspects that they are lovers instead of being just friends.

Jack had had a long time partner that he spent time with outside the city and they commuted to work and no one suspected their relationship. They had recently broken up because Jack was spending time with Katherine to keep the appearance of being happily married.

Katherine had read enough of the note from my ex to know that I was also gay and she had told Jack I was gay before we first met.

Monday morning I went to my office and I did not know what to say to Katherine or how to approach the problem. Shortly after I set down at my desk, Katherine came into my office and shut the door behind her and asked if she could talk to me. She said, “I know that Jack has put you in a terrible position, but, so far as I am concern, I think what happened between you and Jack is great. If you two want to take it any further that is up to both of you. I want you to know that I like working with you and what ever happens, I do not want it to affect our working relationship”. I told her that I appreciated her being upfront with me and that I was glad that she came in to talk to me because I was at lost to know how to approach her about what had taken place. We would just have to wait and see what developed between Jack and I.

On a number of different occasions, Jack and I got together and spent time getting to know each other. We found that we had a lot of common and were beginning to really get serious about our relationship. Jack spent the night with me several times and we had sex and had learned what each other like to do sexual wise.

Katherine came into my office one morning and asked me if I like ballroom dancing and I told her that I loved to dance. She said she had a real big favor to asked, “Sally’s law firm is having a formal dinner/dance and she does not have anyone to escort her to the dance. Jack and I have been invited. Would you consider being Sally’s escort and double dating with Jack and I?

It had been years since I had dated a female and I really did not know if it would be fun or not to go to this event. I put on my tuxedo, had a corsage for Sally, and waited for Jack and Katherine to pick me up and then go pickup and meet Sally for the first time.

Katherine and Sally in they’re evening gowns, were the most beautiful women at the dance and Jack was without a doubt was the most handsome man there.

Katherine and Jack were dancing together and everyone began to stop dancing and cleared the dance floor watching Katherine and Jack dance together and when they finished the dance they received a tremendous applause. It was breathe taking to watch them dance, as they were so graceful and danced so well together. Sally told me that they had been dancing together for years and had entered a number of ballroom dance contests and always won first place. I congratulated both of them on how well they danced together. Jack took my hand and said, “May I have the next dance with you?” Sally grinned, “I would like to see you two dancing together. Some of these old attorneys here would mess in their pants”.

Sally was also a wonderful dance partner and we had a wonderful evening together. After being Sally’s date to the dinner/dance, when either one of us needed a date to some event we needed to attend, we always felt free to call on each other and we enjoyed being together as friends.

When we got into the car to go home, Katherine asked me if I would mine having Jack to spend the night with me that she and Sally wanted to be together.

Jack did spend the night with me and spent the next five nights as well and we had sex as often as either or both could get erections. While Jack and I were together, Katherine and Sally spent time together.

Jack and I had fallen in love in a big way. Just looking at his face and wonderful body, hearing his voice or him touching me or me touching him would cause my cock to get hard. Jack told me that I had the same affect on him. We would spend hours just kissing, hugging and cuddling. There was nothing more pleasurable than swallowing his big eight-inch cock unless it was when he was swallowing my cock at the same time. When we gave each other blowjobs we were never in a hurry and just relaxed and took as much time as needed or we could stand before releasing out cum to each other. It was the same when we fucked each other. It was never a wham bam thing. It was making love and giving pleasure to both of us.

One evening while at home, Jack did ask me to dance with him again and as he whirled me around the floor doing these fancy footsteps for ten or fifteen minutes, he began to undress me and I in turned undress him and we danced in the nude with full erections for another half an hour. As Jack and I danced closed together, he removed his right hand and arm from my shoulder held and stroked both of our cocks at the same time, while still dancing, until we both ejaculated on to each other.

For Jack and Katherine to keep up the appearance of being married, Jack would spend a couple nights a week at home with Katherine. Otherwise he was living with me and Sally was with Katherine.

After Jack had spent one night at home with Katherine, he told me that he and Katherine had always had separate bedrooms and that they never slept together. The lady that lived next door was a busy body and was always spying on them and enjoyed gossiping. One of the neighbor’s windows was directly across from Katherine’s bedroom and Katherine never closed her blinds and the old bitty would set by her window and watch what went on in Katherine’s bedroom. On a couple occasions the busy body had seen Katherine and Sally in bed sleeping together and had started some rumors speculating what may be going on between the two.

Katherine was laying in her bed with her nightgown on reading and was not aware that her neighbor was watching. Jack had looked out his bedroom window and saw the old bitty setting in a chair in front of her window and spying on Katherine.

He knocked on Katherine’s door and walked over her bed and told Katherine that the old bitty was watching and he was going to give her something to talk about. He reached over and kissed Katherine on the cheek and walked over were the lady could not see him and he took off all his clothes and jumped in front of the window and put his foot on the window ledge giving her a full view of his frontal nudity and began to stroke his cock. He was watching the busy body as she began scooting her chair back from the window and her chair tipped over backwards and he could hear her screaming as she fell over backwards with her chair. Jack said since then the old bitty has always kept her window blinds closed and now Katherine also closes her blinds.

Jack had been promoted to Vice-President of his company and was receiving more than an adequate salary. He paid off the loan on the house that he and Katherine lived in and put the title in her name. He paid for all the household bills and gave Katherine enough money each month that she really did not have to work. For just being very close friends, his generosity may have seemed too much but he felt that his promotion was in part because of her.

Katherine is the greatest most efficient secretary that I have ever had or hope to have. She has been offered numerous opportunities to take other jobs at a tremendous advance in salary but she has turned them down because she says that she liked working for and with me.

I appreciate her loyalty, friendship, and most of all, for her sharing her husband with me.

 

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nice story.......fiction

 

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Male Model

By Kevin

Part I​

Like many other young people, I lived in New York trying to be a successful artist. I had a degree in art and had studied in Paris and Rome and had done all the things that should have prepared me for an art career but I was struggling to survive. I simply could not make a living painting and resorted to teaching art classes.

I had found a large open space on the third floor in an old building that I leased for a reasonable sum and turned it into my living quarters and studio/classroom. My living area was divided off from my studio and classroom by some crude screens which I had constructed. I had installed a small kitchen sink and tied the plumbing into the bathroom plumbing. My living area was an open space that provided me with only the bare essentials for living. I had a couch, lounge chair, small TV, bed, folding card table with 2 chairs were I ate my meals, a small kitchen cabinet, a two burner stove, microwave oven, small refrigerator and only the bare essentials of cooking utensils and plates and glasses. I installed a small hot water heater that I tied into the kitchen sink and to the makeshift shower. Everything in my living area was second hand or retrieved from the trash. The plumbing and electrical work that I had done in no way would meet the city code.

The studio and classroom was also furbished with second hand furnishing except some of the overhead light fixtures and spotlights. There was space for ten students and a platform for the model. Any of the students’ accidents or paint that landed on the floor only added to improve the décor of the space.

Within a year after I had begun teaching, I had sixty students and a waiting lists for others that wanted to study and be one of my students. Many of my students were very talented and I felt honored to have them in my classes. When I started my fee was very modest but as my reputation as teacher became widespread, I had tripled my fee. I now did not have anytime to do any painting on my own but I enjoyed teaching so much that I no longer cared.

My recent success as a teacher provided me with enough profit that I easily could improve my standard of living but I was happy with the way I was living and was establishing a sizeable savings account.

Obtaining people who were willing to model in the nude for a very minimum fee was never a problem. I would place an add in the paper and a dozen or so would show up for an interview. However, none of them would model for a long length of time. My classes generally were scheduled to run for ten lessons, two and a half hours each, and be completed within a three-week period. After I had a problem with one model quitting in the middle of a class period, I had to start to require the models to sign contracts that they would model for the full term of the contract or would not be paid.

I had placed a small add in the local paper for a male model between the age of twenty and thirty years of age. I was about to start two new classes and I needed a model for one of them. One of the new classes was to begin that afternoon but one of my stand-by models had signed a contract that he would be the model.

About an hour before the class was to begin the model called and said that he had gotten a full time job and would no longer be available. I did not know what to do. I was in a real bind.

Hans showed up answering my add and I asked him if he had ever modeled in the nude before. He replied, “No Sir. But I am willing to do anything for some money”. I asked him to go into my living area and remove his clothes so that I could see him in the nude.

I waited in the studio for a few minutes to give him a chance to remove his clothes and when I walked in and saw him all I could say was, “Oh My God”. Hans had the most perfect twenty-one-year-old body that I had ever seen and I for the first time in quiet a while wanted to capture his image on canvas. He was about six feet tall with brownish blonde hair, nice looking face and a beautiful proportioned body. Without any hesitation I asked, “Hans can you model for my class that will begin in about a half an hour?” Hans asked what kind of class and I explained that it was an art class and ten students would be sketching and painting him.

Hans was obviously embarrassed and said, “Well I have never been naked before in front of a lot of people.----But sure I will do it. I do need the money.---I was afraid this modeling thing was going to be some porn thing I have heard about. I sure am glad that it’s not”. I asked him if he would be available for the next three weeks and told him about the class schedule and he told me he would be available.

I rummaged around in a pile of my clothes and got a skin colored T back for him to put on and told him to come out to the studio when he was ready.

One of the things that concerned me about Hans was he had this drawn or haggard expression on his face and he never smiled but that should not prevent him from being a good model. I could just tell that he was very unhappy or sad for some reason.

I had put up a couple of white columns at different heights on the platform to use as props. Hans stood patiently watching what I was doing and when I finished, Hans said, “What do you want me to do? I have never done this before”. I asked him to get up on the platform and set on one of the columns and I stepped down off the platform and had him pose in several different positions. After I decided on the pose I wanted him to assume, I asked him if he were comfortable in that position and if he could stay in that position for twenty to thirty minutes at a time. He said he thought he could and I told him to hold the pose until I got the spotlights exactly right. When I got the lights on him I stood back to see how he looked. I could not believe what a beautiful specimen of a man that I was seeing.

Before Hans had a chance to move from his pose, two female students arrived for the class and when one of the women saw Hans, she screamed, “Is he going to be our model? –I’ve died and have gone to heaven”. I looked at Hans and he still had this serious expression on his face. I would have thought that kind of compliment would have caused him smile if any thing would.

The two and half hour class went very well and both the male and female students were very pleased with their new model. During the breaks, the students introduced themselves, praised and complemented Hans for his looks.

Hans went to put on his clothes and I had decided to ask him to also be a model for the class that would begin tomorrow. All the students had gone and I wondered what was taking Hans so long to get dressed. I went to check on him and Hans was partly dressed but lying on the floor unconscious.

I examined Hans trying to determine what had caused him to pass out. His breathing seemed to be normal and I checked his pulse that also seemed to be all right. I started to call the ambulance but decided to wash his face with cold water to see if I could revive him before calling for help. Hans did respond and after he came to I asked him what had happen and if he knew why he had passed out. Hans said, “Well it could have been because I have not eaten in four days”. I asked why and he told me that he did not have any money for food and this morning because he was behind in his rent that his landlord had kicked him out.

After I got Hans up and lying on my bed, I fixed a large meal for both of us. Hans seemed to not be able to eat fast enough but eventually had all he could eat. While we were eating I told him that he was welcomed to stay with me and sleep on the couch until he found a full time job and got back on his feet. For the first time since meeting Hans, he smiled and thanks me.

When we finished our dinner and had a couple cups of coffee, I looked at my watch and realized that I just had time to take a shower before getting ready for my evening class. Hans seemed to be much better but I told him to leave the dirty dishes and get some rest. I asked Hans if we needed to go somewhere and pick up his things and he told me that everything he had of any value was in a bag near a wall in the studio.

By the time I finished my shower and got dressed, Hans had washed the dishes and went with me into the studio to help me get set up for the class. While we were setting up the posing platform, the female model arrived. I introduced Shirley to Hans. She excused herself and went into my quarters to remove her clothes to get ready to model. She came back into the studio wearing a robe and set down and talked to us while we were working.

When the students started arriving, Hans went to the living area and I assumed that he was going to lie down and get some rest. During the class ever once in a while I would see Hans stick his head around the screen and observe what was going on in the studio and about thirty minutes before the class was over I heard Hans in the shower.

After the class was over Shirley went to put on her clothes and I was expecting Hans to come out into the studio while she was getting dressed. In a few minutes Shirley showed up dress and was smiling and said, “That beautiful hunk of a man is stretched out on your couch in his under shorts sound asleep. You would not believe what he has done”. I could not imagine what she was talking about. “You are in for the shock of your life. I have never seen your living area so clean and organized. He has picked up all your dirty clothes and crap, swept and mopped the floors, made up your bed and your place actually for a change, looks like someone could live there”.

After I locked the doors and turned out the lights in the studio, I went into my living quarters and Hans was lying on his back sound asleep. I looked around and did not dream that my place could look so good. I removed my clothes and before turning out the light I stared at Hans magnificent figure and was appreciate of having the privilege of being able to view him while he was sleeping so peacefully. I tried to resist having an erection but my dick was not cooperating and was sticking straight out.

It was so nice to get into my bed that had been made up and the sheets spread out like they should be instead of all wrinkled up around me. I finally got Hans image and my lust for his body and cock out of my mind and was just about asleep when I heard Hans beside my bed and asked quietly, “Are you asleep?” I told him I was still awake. He said, “Do you mind if I lay down by you and talk. I really need to be close to someone and talk. If you do not feel like talking I certainly will understand”. I told him to get his ass in bed with me and we would talk as long as he wanted. After Hans got in bed, I told him that my next class was tomorrow evening and that I wanted him to model for that class. Hans patted me on my arm and said, “Thanks Bud”.

Hans and I were laying close to each other and I waited for Hans to say something and when he didn’t I asked him to tell me about himself.
“Well Sir, I think it would help me to talk to you. I don’t have anyone else to share my problems with and I hope you will just listen and let me get some things off my chests.”

“I was reared on a small farm and after I finished high school, I continued to live with my parents and tried to help them with the farming. All my life we were poor and the farm for many years provided us with just the bare essentials. Our tractor and farming equipment was old and my dad and I were constantly making repairs and trying to keep them going. The past two years we had crop failures and my dad was behind in paying the notes on the bank loan”.

“Five weeks ago, my parents were killed in a car accident while coming home from talking to the loan officer at the bank. A lady and her husband who were our nearest neighbors learned about the accident and came to my house and told me about my parents’ deaths. The lady brought me food regularly for several days and her husband helped me dig my parents’ graves in an old cemetery on our property. I bought the best caskets that I could afford. I said that but actually they were the cheapest caskets that the funeral home had. After the funeral home put my parents bodies in the caskets, I hauled them to the cemetery and my neighbors and I buried my parents”.

Hans broke down and started crying and I put my arms around him and held him close to me and could feel his body shaking.

After a considerable amount of time, he continued, “A few days later the bank loan officer came to see me and even though he felt badly about what had happened, he told me that the bank was reposing the farm and that I needed to vacate the property within the week. I sold the old pickup, which was really not worth anything, to my neighbor and he insisted on giving me three hundred dollars for it. My dad and mother did have some money that they had been saving and I paid off the funeral expenses and had a hundred dollars left over.”

“I moved to New York City and found the cheapest room I could find and started to look for work. Since I have no skills or experience, I could not find a job and I ran out of money. I did work a couple days as a dishwasher in a restaurant but they told me I was too slow and took to long being sure that the dishes and pots and pans were clean and they let me go”.

“By this time I was very discourage and feeling sorry for myself but I had not reached bottom as yet. Since moving to New York, the worst thing happened last week. An old fat ugly nasty man had a room next to mine. He knew the financial problems I was having and he told me that he would give me twenty dollars if I would give him a blowjob. I had never had sex with a man in my life but as hungry as I was I agreed to his offer. I did my best and after he shot off he told me I was lousy at sucking cocks but did pay me. I was so disgusted with myself and nauseated by the ordeal that I threw up and could not eat or sleep that night.”

“Before I got here this morning, I had made up my mind that if I did not get a job today that I was going to kill myself before I would suffer the indignity of stooping any lower than I had already”.

I hugged Hans real tight for a long time while trying to think what I could say to this poor guy.

“Hans, today you have made a true friend and I am going to be here to help you. Your life and luck is going to change around and I am going to see to it that it does”. Han’s rose up and kissed me on my cheek, put his arms around me, and laid his head on my chest. I could feel his tears hitting my chest but knew this time they were tears of happiness and not sorrow. He lay there a few minutes before saying, “Thank You. Thank you for being a friend and for listening to me. I feel so much better now. I think I can go to sleep.” He started to get off me and I told him to stay where he was and go to sleep and wished him a goodnight.

The next morning I woke up and I was lying on my back and I had a roaring hard that was tenting the sheet. I looked over and Hans and he had breakfast cooked and waiting for me. He grinned at me and nodded towards my erection and said, “Man you are sporting a real big whopper down there”. I was embarrassed and just smiled back at him.

After breakfast, Hans got up from the table and began to wash the dishes and put things away. I told him that I appreciated breakfast and thanked him for cleaning up my place last night. Hans asked me if I would advance him some money from his modeling fee so he could take my dirty clothes to the laundry mat and pick up a few groceries. I got out eighty dollars and handed it to him. He said, “It’s not going to take that much money”. I told him to keep it and since I had the day off that I would go with him.

While I was shaving and showering, Hans striped the linens off the bed and had the dirty clothes ready and had finished shaving when I got out of the shower to dry off. Hans was waiting to get into the shower and had a semi-hard and my cock immediately became erect and Hans was aware of my erection. Hans grinned and as he was getting into the shower, he said, “Man you must be horny today or do you always get a hard on?” I quickly got dressed and waited on Hans. When he came out of the shower his cock was as hard as a rock. He was very adequately endowed with thick eight inches. He smiled and said that he must also be horny. He had some difficulty in keeping it in his shorts while getting dressed.

After we got back from doing the laundry and grocery shopping and put everything away, Hans said, “I noticed that your clothes are in pretty bad shape. You really need some new clothes. If you can afford some new threads, lets go to the mall and I will help you select some new things”. Clothes had never been my thing and I hated to go shopping but I told him “Let’s go. I would appreciate your help”.

By the middle of the afternoon, we had eaten lunch and were back home with several bundles of new clothes and shoes. After Hans had picked out clothes for me, I insisted that he pick out new clothes for himself that I would pay for them. The total bill was less than half what I thought it might be and I really liked our selection.

I was seated at the table drinking a coke and Hans came up in back of me and put a towel around my shoulders and said, “I am not a barber but I used to cut my dad’s hair and I am going to cut yours”. After he had finished, I looked in the mirror and hardly recognized myself and said, “Hans, you have done wonders. I look human. I am a good-looking man without all that hair. Thank you. This calls for a celebration. Let’s put on our new clothes and go to a restaurant for dinner before class this evening”.

We enjoyed our dinner and returned home and were ready for the class to begin. As I was setting up the props for Hans to pose, I told him that I really did not have the proper props worthy to show off his body. The only idea that I could think of was to put him on an old bicycle that I had. I was really not pleased with the idea but knew no matter what props I used that he would be pleasing to the eye. I had chosen the pose that I wanted Hans to assume and had set the spotlights the way I wanted them.

Hans went to take off his clothes and I told him to wait for me before coming out.

The large majority of the students had previously taken a number of my classes and I considered them all to be advanced students who were very talented. When the students began to come in and setting up their easels and canvases, I went back and put oil on Hans skin so it would be enhanced by the spot light. We could hear the students complaining and remarking about how hard it was going to be to paint a bicycle. I told Hans to stay there until I called him.

When I went out and stood on the platform, my old students began to complement my new clothes and new look. They gave me a round of standing applause. I took a bow and told them that our model for the class tonight was entirely responsible. I told them that I had overheard their remarks about how difficult it was going to be to paint a bicycle but they had not seen anything yet. If they could capture the true likeness of tonight’s model, they would be master artist.

I asked Hans to join us, and he strutted to the platform and took his pose. All the students were aghast and completely speechless and then one of them said, “Teach, you certainly have choose a winner. Talk about a challenge---My God he is beautiful”. Hans was smiling from ear to ear.

Pete was one of the students who had taken several class sessions and who was very successful in his chosen career. Painting was a hobby that he was developing and hope to pursue and spend more time with after he retired. Pete knew a lot of influential people and had good connections. After class Pete asked me about Hans and wanted to know what his plans were for the future. I briefly told him about Hans’s problem and that he was looking for any kind of a job that he could get.
Pete said he had a friend that was always looking for models for his clothing business and asked me if I would mind if he spoke to his friend about Hans. He said Hans may be what his friend was looking far and if so Hans may have a real future ahead of him. I told Pete that anything he could do for Hans would be appreciated by both of us.

I decided not to tell him about Pete’s interest and the possibility of future modeling jobs and wait and see what happens.

While I was closing up and putting things away in the studio, Hans took a shower to remove the oil I had put on his body. When I walked into the living area, Hans was still nude and sprawled out in a chair at the table drinking a coke. I told him, “Don’t you move a muscle. Stay exactly where you are. Please don’t move”. I grabbed my sketchpad and began to sketch. It only took me a few minutes and I thanked him and told him that someday in the near future that I was going paint what I just seen and sketched.

I was so absorbed in doing the sketch that I did not realize that my cock was again stiff and wanted to be released from the confines of my clothing. Hans spotted my condition right away and asked, “Am I the cause of your getting a hard? Are you gay?” I replied, “I am not going to lie to you. The answer to both of your questions is yes”. A big grin was on Hans face and he looked at me in the eye and said, “You know I must be gay to. A woman never has turned me on but you certainly turn me on. This afternoon when I was cutting your hair my cock got so hard that I shot off in my underwear and had to go to the bathroom and clean myself up. Would you have sex with me and show me how to give you a blowjob?”

Hans did not have to ask me twice. I yanked my clothes off and was in bed waiting on him to turn off the lights and come to bed. By the time he got in bed both of us were lusting for each other’s cocks and bodies. Hans lay down on his back and I straddled him and our cocks were hitting each other as I started kissing him. Hans had never kissed a man before and he was really turned on especially when I started kissing him with our mouths open and putting my tongue into his mouth. He began to return my kisses and using his tongue. While still kissing each other, I moved my ass up so his cock was touching my asshole and could feel him releasing precum on my hole.

I got off him and he lay there completely relaxed and I begin stroking his cock a few times before I was going to take it into my mouth. Hans took a hold of my pride and joy and was also jerking me off. When I went down for the first time on Hans, he screamed out at the top of his lungs, “Oh---My---God!” We could hear his voice echo through out the studio and we both started to laugh. Hans’s cock was so sensitive that I was afraid that he might have a pre mature ejaculation. I had never suck anyone cock who seemed to enjoy the feelings he had as much as he. Every time I took his cock down my throat and then released it and repeat the action again I could tell from his movements of his body that he was experiencing for the first time the most delightful feelings that he had ever had before. He was also showing his pleasures that he was getting by the way he was gripping and rapidly beating my meat.

We had each other almost to the peak of our ecstasy and I changed positions so I could hold and kiss him again. I rose up on my elbow and gently traced his lips with my finger and told him that I wanted him to shoot his cum in my mouth. I kissed him again on his lips and moved down and kissed and lick his very nice shaped nipples and when I did he said, “You better quite are I will shoot off now. Goddamn you are making me feel so good. Please suck on my cock some more”. I was more than happy to accommodate his request. I licked the shaft of his cock and then took his nuts in my mouth and sucked and twirled them around with my tongue. Hans began yelling, “Stop!, Stop!, Oh no. Shit! Don’t stop! Please! Don’t stop!—Hell, I am about to shoot”. I released his nuts and returned to his cock and completely swallowed it several times before he began to shoot volumes of cum down my throat. I continued to deepthoat him until he became so sensitive that he made me quite.

I lay down beside him and was going to kiss him but he was breathing real hard and he pulled my head down so my ear was close to his mouth and he whispered, “That was so fucking great. Thank you. You are a wonderful beautiful man. Thank you”. I laid my head down on his chest and could hear his heart still beating fasts and I reached down and took a hold of his still stiff cock and his body jerked to tell me that he was still very sensitive.

After Hans got his breath back he announced that it was his turn to try to do what I had just taught him. He tried to duplicate every move I had made even starting with kissing me and going step-by-step trying to please me as much as I had pleased him. The first time he tried to completely swallow my cock he gagged a little bit and removed my cock from his mouth and asked, “How can you take my cock down your throat and not gag when mine is longer than yours?” I said, “Practice, my man, practice”. He laughed and said, “Well I am going to do all my practicing on you. It may take awhile so just be patient with me. Look out cock, I am going to eat you”. He then went down on me all the way and continued until I was just about to cum and I warned him that I was about to shoot and for him to relax and he would not have any difficulty taking my load. I released my cum and he had no problem. When he finished, he lay down beside me and kissed me and said, “Do you always shoot that much cum? You know I rather liked the taste. I was expecting it to have terrible taste. The other day, that old ugly man’s cum was awful”.

Hans had me turn on my side and he snuggled up so close to my back that it seemed that we were glued together. He put his arm around me and kissed me on the back of my neck and said, “Thanks again. I cannot wait until I can practice some more. I want you to fuck me sometime soon so I will know how that feels. Goodnight friend”.

The next morning I got up before Hans and he was lying on his stomach stretched out sound asleep. I picked up my sketchpad and made several sketches before he rolled over on his side with his back to me and I did some more sketches. I just set there staring at the marvel of some one having a physique like his. When he started to wake up I had a stiff like I had never before experienced. I quickly turned my back to him so he could not see my erection. I was embarrassed that I had been looking at him so long while he was asleep.

Hans got up, put on his briefs and said good morning as he was headed to the bathroom. I got up and was going to fix our breakfast and Hans informed me that he was the one and only cook in that kitchen while he lived here.

After we finished breakfast, Hans cleared the table and cleaned up the kitchen area. He walked over in front of me and looked down and said, “Stand up. Drop you pants. Set back down. It is practice time”. Hans got down on his knees and gave me another blowjob. After I ejaculated, he stood up and kissed me and said, “Teach, I am going to learn to be a cocksucker that you will be proud of”.

While he was standing in front of me I took a hold of the waistband of his briefs and pulled his briefs down exposing his ridged member that was sticking out in front of my face. I got a firm grip on his buttocks and pulled him towards me and encouraged him to fuck my mouth. It did not take him long before he was nearing a climax and I slipped a finger up his asshole and he responded with loud moans as he squirted four or five rounds of cum down my throat. I patted him on the cheeks of his ass and told him, “This was the way to start off a beautiful day”. Hans said, “Friend, just wait until tonight and I will show you how to start it off”.

That evening class with Shirley as a model was the final night of that class period and I had chosen not to begin another class for a while. This left only the two classes with Hans as a model. I planned on devoting the extra time in doing painting of my own and my subject of course was Hans.

For the remainder of Hans’s period serving as a model for the classes, we had sex together many times. Hans was a great sex partner and both of us enjoyed our rememberable encounters together.

Pete’s friend in the men’s clothing and fashion business changed Hans’s future. With a lot of luck, making the right contacts, being at the right place at the right time within a year Hans was the most sought after model in the fashion industry. He was making enormous amount of money and was investing it wisely. Even though he had a very busy schedule, he started to college part time because he realized that his appearance and attractiveness as a model was only going to last for only a few years. By the time Hans modeling career was over, he had finished college and he was a rich man. Hans started a new career as an agent or managing other models and was tremendously successful in his endeavors.

Hans had a great influence on my life. With his encouragement and insistences along with Pete and his contacts, I moved my studio into a larger space and the interior was built to my specifications. I had my own living space, private studio and office, separate from the classroom. I reduce my teaching load to ten students and had a long waiting list of artists wanting to be in my class. I hired several other teachers who taught classes under my supervision varying from art history, oil and watercolor painting, landscapes, portraits, to modern and abstract art. In most cases all their class were always full.

My old habits never changed and I periodically allowed the maintenance crew who cleaned the classroom area to come into my living quarters and shovel out all the trash and clean up my mess. When Hans visited me he would always bring me a new wardrobe and trash my old clothes and he would cut my hair to make me halfway presentable.

My painting had begin to sell and I had all the commissions I could handle and this success was due to Hans, Pete, students and others who promoted my work.

Though out the years, Hans and I have been very close friends and we visit each other frequently. The greatest compliment I have ever had was when I visited Hans’s new home a number of years ago when he was a fashion model and hanging above his fireplace mantle was a painting I did of him laying on his stomach asleep in my bed. He had purchased the painting anonymously for ten thousand dollars, far more than the highest price for any painting I ever sold before. He knew that if I had known that he was interested in owning the painting that I would have gladly given it to him. Today the painting would appraise for much more than ten thousand dollars, so he did make a good investment even though that was not why he bought the painting.

Hans met the love of his life fifteen years ago and they are very happy living together. His mate is named Jeff and Jeff was also a model. Shortly after they first met, I enjoyed having the privilege of painting the two of them together in the nude.

In Hans’s lifetime, he has had many interesting and strange events that make interesting stories but his affair and living with Jeff is the most intriguing of them all.

PART II

Male Model and His Lover

By Kevin​

The bond, friendship and love between Hans and I is incredible. We have
respect, trust and admiration for each other that are extremely rare.
As friends, we supported, advised, and help each other and there is nothing that we would not do to make each other’s lives a little happier.

After Hans started modeling men’s clothing, He visited me as often as he could. He kept me advised as to what was going on in his life and up to date on his new boyfriends and sexual encounters.

One afternoon, Hans paid an unexpected visit and was happier than I had ever seen him. He had just returned from Paris where he had been modeling for three weeks. He had met Jeff a few days after he first arrived and they were together every free minute that they were not busy modeling. Jeff was a French model and spoke very little English but they had very little difficulty in communicating especially in the bedroom.

Jeff’s background was similar to Hans. His parents had recently died and he had no living relatives and no close friends. His first gay sex was with Hans and Hans for a change was the teacher and according to Hans, “Jeff was an excellent, willing, obedient student who wanted to ‘practice’ and rehearse all the time”. “Jeff of course is very handsome and in France he primarily model men’s underwear and swim suits. He is very friendly, always happy and always smiling. He has a wonderful smile and dimples in his cheeks and his dark eyes sparkle. He is so cute and I think I am in love with him.”

Hans told me that Jeff would be flying to New York next week to be a model in some show for three weeks and Jeff was going to stay with him.
Hans said, “I can not wait for you to meet him. He is adorable and I know you will like him”.

The next week, Hans paid me another unexpected visit and this time he had Jeff with him. Hans had just picked him up at the airport and stopped by to introduce Jeff to me while on the way to Hans home. Jeff was everything that Hans had told me and I was very impressed. When Hans first arrived, I did what I always do, and I hugged and kissed him on the cheek not thinking anything about it. Then Hans introduce Jeff and I hugged him around the neck and told him I had heard about him and was glad to meet him. From the way Jeff was acting, I had the feeling that he had some resentment and disapproval towards me that I did not understand.

A little later, Jeff asked if he could use the bathroom and while he was gone, I asked Hans what was going on? “I have told Jeff about you and he very jealous and does not understand our friendship but when he gets to know you, he will be all right”.

Before Hans and Jeff left, I could tell that Jeff’s attitude towards me had improved somewhat but there still was reluctance on his part. Hans told me that he would be calling me in a few days so we could get together for dinner and that he was going to call Pete and see if he would join us. When they got to the door, I hugged Jeff and while I was hugging Hans neck, Hans said wait here I almost forgot. He ran out to his car and came back with a box and handed it to me and said, “I got you some clothes while in Paris and I want you to wear them when we go out for dinner. Okay?”

The box contained a beautiful suit, shirt, tie, belt, shoes, socks and underwear. I had not had a suit on for years.

The next day Hans called and gave me the time, date and place to meet them for dinner. I decided to really go all out for the occasion since I would be wearing a new suit. I went to the barber shop and got a shave, manicure, and hair cut and even went to the store a bought a bottle of cologne.

When I arrived for dinner, Pete, Jeff and Hans were seated at a table and I walked up to them and they did not recognize me at first. I walked around modeling for them and told them, “Take a good look because probably you will not see me in this monkey suit again until you see me in a casket”.
After the meal, we were having a good time talking and getting to know each other and Pete and I did our best to draw Jeff into the conversation and make him feel at ease. Jeff did not feel comfortable talking at first because of his broken English but before the evening was over, Jeff was chatting away often using French words that we did not understand but we got the meaning of what he was trying to say.

During the conversation, Hans asked Pete if he still had the painting that he did with him modeling on the bicycle. Hans told Pete that he liked his work and would like to buy the painting from him if it were for sale. He wanted to give it to Jeff as a present. Jeff rides a bicycle almost everywhere he goes in Paris. Pete told Hans, “I think I have the painting stored in a closet and I will look for it and get it to you. I have never sold one of my paintings and I do not want to break the tradition. I thank you for your complement”.

When Pete and Jeff were not looking Hans motioned to me to follow him to the restroom. When we got inside the restroom, Hans said, “Man, I got a big problem. I need help. I don’t know if all Frenchmen have a libido like Jeff but he wants to have sex twenty-four hours a day. He never stops. My cock has always been very sensitive but now it is so sore I cannot even touch it without it hurting. I tried to put medication on it but Jeff just sucks it off. I told him that I was having a problem and he stopped having oral sex with me for a while and started fucking my asshole instead and now it is real sore. I love the guy but I cannot go on much longer the way we have been going after it. I’ve tried giving him one blowjob after the other and I just cannot satisfy his sexual appetite. What would you suggest I do?” I could not keep from smiling and Hans said, “Hell man it is not funny. I am in pain. Help me out man”. The only thing I could think of to suggest was that they both should go see a doctor.

About a week later Hans called and told me that Jeff had decide to live in New York City for a while. He thought that he could get enough work here and did not want to go back to Paris. Besides that both of us think we are in love with each other and want to be sure and give it a chance. I asked about how they were doing and Hans replied, “Well I know what you are referring to and all I am going to say is that we are trying to work it out. BUT, Jeff’s English is improving. He has learned the words ‘fuck’ and ‘fucking’ and is real proud of the fact and is using them all the time. He sounds like a sailor’s foul mouth”.

Six weeks had passed and I had not seen or heard from Hans or Jeff. I had tried to call several times and received no answer and the last time I called the phone had been disconnected. I was really getting concerned.

Hans and Jeff showed up and they told me that they had made a commitment to each other and had bought and just finished moving into a new house. They were going to have a big party Saturday night to announce to their friends that they were tying the knot. They wanted me to come and be prepared to spend the night with them and be the first one to use their guest bedroom. Jeff put his arms around me and kissed me on both of my cheeks and then on my lips and looked me in the eye and said, “Please,---Come---Be---Our---Our---Best---uh---Best man---Fuck, I---rehearsed all the fucking afternoon--- what---I---was going--to say to you and I just fuck it all up. Will you be our best man?”

I hugged Jeff and told him that it would be my pleasure to be their best man and I wished them the best of everything. Now, Jeff if you think that you fucked things up, you should hear me say what I just said in French. Hans put his arms around both of us and said, “Jeff’s English is really improving especially when he doesn’t try so hard. But, I wished that he would forget how to say fuck and fucking”.

I asked if I should wear my new suit to the party? Hans said, “Certainly but do not wear that stinking cologne. I don’t know where you got it but you should flush it down the commode”.

When I arrived at Hans and Jeff’s new home, the outside of their house was very impressive and in a neighborhood with other beautiful homes. I was greeted at the door by Jeff dressed in a tuxedo and he pulled me inside and hugged me and kissed me on each cheek and said, “I’m so glad you are here. I do not know all these people and it is good to see a friend that I do know”.

When I stepped inside the interior was elegant and obviously had the touches of a very talented interior designer.

Jeff put his arm around my waist and said, “Come, I show house to you. We spent lot’s of money on house and furnishing---but I wish to show you the most valuable thing worth more to me than the house and furnishing put together”. He guided me to the entrance to the living room/den and the first thing you would see when you walked into the room was my painting of Hans asleep on his stomach in my bed. The interior designer had designed the room using the painting as a focal point. The only light in the room was a spotlight on the painting and lit candles on a table underneath the painting. I was so impressed and moved that tears were flowing freely down my cheeks. The room was full of people and I could not control my emotions. Jeff threw his arms around my neck and said, “I love that man almost as much as you do and I love you to”.

Hans walked up and put his arms around both of us and asked, “What is going on between you two?” Jeff reached in his pocket and handed me a handkerchief and reached over and kissed Hans on the cheek and left. In a few minutes he returned holding Pete’s hand and told me to come with them. He led Pete and I into their bedroom that was also lit only by a spotlight on Pete’s painting of Hans in the nude on the bicycle. Pete was also moved and had difficult in controlling his emotions. I handed Pete Jeff’s handkerchief and had to leave the room before I completely loss control.

I walked around by myself to see the rest of the house. There were people everywhere standing around talking, laughing, drinking and having an enjoyable evening. I spotted the back door and thought I would go outside to be alone for a while and when I got outside there were more people partying around a wonderful swimming pool, water fountain and fish pond. There were flowers in full bloom that were lit up by torches and the lights from the swimming pool and fountain. Beauty was all around me including all these men dressed in tuxedo and suits most of which were or had been models or connected with the men’s fashion industry and were acquaintances of Hans and Jeff. There were a few women in evening or cocktail dresses scattered around. From looking around at the people, I came to the conclusion that there were just as many straight as there were gays present.

Hans came to the sliding door and asked everyone to get a glass of champagne and join everyone in the living room for an announcement.

After everyone gathered in the living room, Hans and Jeff stood underneath the painting holding hands until everyone got quiet. Jeff left Hans and worked his way thru the crowd and came and got me by the hand and had me stand between he and Hans.

Jeff said to the crowd, “Ladies and Gentlemen, Please pardon my English. I am trying very hard to learn to speak your language. I am from France and am very glad to be in the United States and this New York City. I want to become a US citizen and live here.”

“Many of you have asked Hans and I about the painting that is behind us and the gentleman to my right is a very dear friend of Hans and me and he is the artist who painted the painting and of course maybe you know that Hans was the model. Everyone was clapping and Hans put his arm around my shoulder and told me to take a bow. After we both took our bows Hans whispered to me to stay where I was.

Hans spoke up and said, “I want to introduce you people to the man that is mainly responsible for me being where I am today. Pete would you raise your hand so everyone knows who you are?” There was a big round of applause.

Hans reached and took Jeff’s hand and they stepped up in front of me. Hans said, “Jeff and I have invited all of you here to see our new home but perhaps we have deceived you because the real reason we invited you here tonight is because we want you to witness Jeff and I making our lifelong vows and commitments to one another.

Hans and Jeff turn facing each holding hands and said in their own words how much they loved each other and their commitments to each other. Most of what Jeff said was spoken in French but everyone knew the gist of what he was saying. They kissed each other and turned kissed and hugged me. Pete purposed a toast and afterwards everyone came forward and congratulated Hans and Jeff.

The party continued for an hour or so and several of the guest had quiet a bit to drank and the music was blaring. With all the noise, I began to feel ill at ease and uncomfortable. Pete rescued me and we found a quieter place on the patio where we took our drinks and we had a very nice visit while ignoring everyone else.

After everyone left, Hans, Jeff and I picked up and put away some of the things but Hans had arranged for a maid to come in the morning to do the major cleaning of the house and patio area. Jeff took me by my hand and led me to the guest room where I was to spend the night. He went into the bathroom and turned the water on in whirlpool tub and got me a towel and told me to relax in the whirlpool that it would make me feel good. He said after I got out of the tub and ready for bed that he and Hans would come back that they had a favor to ask of me and that he had a favor to ask of both Hans and I.

The whirlpool was wonderful and did make me relax and I felt so much better. It was the first time I had ever been in a whirlpool and I knew that I was going to have to get one to use at home. I dried off and put on my briefs and lay on the bed and waited for Jeff and Hans. I could not imagine what kind of favor Jeff was talking about.

I heard them coming down the hall talking and laughing. They came into the room and they were in their briefs and with their arms around each other and had big smiles on their faces.

This was the first time I had seen Jeff without his clothes on and I knew right away why he was so successful in Paris for modeling underwear and swimsuits. The way he filled out his briefs left little to the imagination as to the sized of his big soft cock and nuts and the rest of his body was fantastically beyond belief. He and Hans was the ultimate match in perfection of the male human body.

I quickly set up in bed and put a pillow over my crouch to cover my erection. They jump upon the bed and were on their knees and Hans said, “We want to commission you to let us pose in the nude and you do a painting with us together. Would you please do it for us?” My answered startle them and their faces looked like I had slapped them when I said, “Absolutely not! ---- There is no way in hell that I would accept any compensation --- But it would be my pleasure to do the painting as a house-warming gift to you. I know that both of you are very busy and what I will do is for you to set up a time when you can come into the studio and I will arrange for a photographer to come in and take photographs of you posing. I now have equipment that I can use a photograph and project it on a screen in my studio and paint using the image on the screen rather than have you come in numerous times and set for me. I would also like to do this painting on a larger canvas than I normally use. How does that sound?”

They were jumping up and down on the bed making more noise than that was going on at the party. I could have offered them a million dollars and it would not made them happier. That was certainly a payment in full for doing the painting.

Jeff got a real serious expression on his face and he kept looking and me and then looking at Hans and he did this several times. I knew he wanted to say something but could not find the right words. I asked, “Jeff, you mentioned earlier that you had a favor to ask Hans and I. Why don’t you just tell us what is the favor you want from us?”

After Jeff said a few words in French to himself, Hans and I knew that Jeff had something on his mind that was really bothering him and was afraid that we would not understand or be offended by what he wanted desperately to tell us. He started speaking English to us very slowly trying to interpret his thoughts from French into English. “Hans you know that I love you more than anything and I never want to do anything that would make you dislike me. You guys have been friends a long time and have had sex together. I used to be jealous but no longer am jealous. Perhaps it may be a little envy. I don’t know. Perhaps neither of you is going to understand my reasoning for asking the favor that I am going to ask. I have thought about this a long time. It not going to make any sense to you guys, but I want to share the friendship and love that you two have together and I feel what I am going to ask will at least help me and may be you to. Hans, I know this is supposed to be our wedding night but would you guys please have sex with me just one time? I feel like an outsider when I am with you two and I badly want to be apart of your friendship. Please accept my love and friendship and do this for me.”

Hans looked at me and I looked at Hans. Both of us grinned at each other and shrugged our shoulders and jumped all over Jeff. I told Jeff that was the nicest proposal and offer of friendship that I had ever heard and his wish was granted. Hans knew where Jeff ticklish spots were and began to tickle him making him laugh and know that we may not completely understand his thinking but were willing to comply with his wishes.

This was a new experience for the three of us since none of us had ever had a three-way sex before. Since Jeff had been thinking about it for so long, he took charge and told us what to do to fulfill his fantasy.

Jeff got off the bed and went into to his bedroom and came back with a candle, condoms and lubricant. He lit the candle and turned off the overhead lights and removed his briefs. His cock was erect and he certainly was well endowed.

He lay down on the bed and asked me if I would suck his cock while he sucked Hans and Hans could suck mine. I thought Hans’s cock was big but Jeff also had an equal if not larger than Hans. Anyway he had a mouthful to offer and I was horny enough now that no matter how big his was I was going to take it all.

Having sex with the two most gorgeous hunks that I have ever seen was like I was in heaven. We were doing to each other what we would normally do if it were two guys in a six-nine position but the third guy had been added and instead of two guys moaning and expressing their pleasure, the addition of the third person only added more moans and heighten the lust of all involved.

Jeff’s rod was the first Frenchman that I ever made love to and I did my best to give it the best that my tongue, mouth and throat could offer. His response was definitely a show of approval. He was almost ready to ejaculate and he moved his ass back taking his cock out of my mouth. I took hold of his cock and just gripped it real tight.

I stopped Hans just before I was about to shoot my cum. The three of us got on our knees and started the hug and kiss each other. Jeff said that it was his turn to give head to my dick while Hans suck his and I could give head to Hans. For sometime we suck each other’s cocks until reaching another near climax. I can stay this. Hans was a good teacher for Jeff knew how to give pleasure to a cock and the practice on Hans was not waist of time.

The finale of our sexual encounter was when Jeff had me on the foot of the bed on my hands and knees while he fucked my asshole and Hans was laying underneath me sucking my dick while I sucked Hans’s big cock. I had the best position of the three by being fucked, sucked off and giving Hans a blowjob at the same time. Hans was the first to send jets of cum into my throat and shortly I shot off into Hans’s mouth and within minutes Jeff ejaculated far up my asshole. Hans had gotten out from under me and I scooted down on my stomach. Jeff fell on top of me and his still erected cock was between the crack of my butt and Hans got on top of Jeff and hugged both of us. Being on bottom with all their weight on me had me pined to the bed but I was very content to have had such a wonderful sexual experience with guys who would be my friends for the rest of my life.

I dozed off and they must have also because, when I woke up when they were getting off me, I felt like I had slept an hour or so. I rolled over on my back and Jeff was standing on one side of the bed and Hans on the other. They both had erections again and with each hand I held and stroked them a few times while each of them leaned over to kiss me goodnight. Softly in my ear Jeff said, “Thank you. I now know why Hans enjoyed having sex with you and I also enjoyed sex with you. I now know you and you know me. You are our friend now and Hans is going be sharing your friendship with me from now on. I love you very much”.

Hans and Jeff left the room the same as they came in, with their arms around each other but they had forgotten to put their briefs back on, but if they had they would have taken them off again as soon as they got to their bedroom.

Two different times during the night, they were having sex together and woke me up. The first time Jeff was yelling “Fuck! Fuck!” and then he was yelling something in French. The next time I heard Hans saying, “You shot your cum all over my face and you even got it in my hair”.

Hans and Jeff wasted no time in contacting me and arranging to come to the studio to pose for the photographer and me. I had them to set on the floor facing each other with Hans’s legs over Jeff’s legs and their crouches close to each other and their legs stretched out in opposite directions with their hands on each other shoulders and they were looking into each other’s eyes and smiling. With the aid of the oil that each of them applied to each other’s bodies, the spotlights showed off the muscles on their legs, rippling torsos and strong arms. It was a very sensual image in very good taste and I think even the heterosexuals would not object to the love and interaction shown or transpiring between these two gay men.

I arranged for the photographer to go to Hans and Jeff’s home and take photographs of the patio, swimming pool and fountain. I planned on using the image as a background for the painting.

I enjoyed doing the painting and think that it is the best work that I have ever done. Perhaps it was because I loved the guys that were the subjects for the painting. Jeff and Hans could not have been more pleased with my effort.

For the next two years, Hans, Jeff and I often got together to go out for dinner, movies, and concerts or just to visit with each other.

They had a houseguest for a week and they had me over to meet Paul. This was the first time I had spent the night at their house in two years. I shared the guest bedroom with Paul and we had sex together and our meeting led into a long time affair. That is another story yet to be told.

 

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“Surprise! I’m Gay”

By Kevin
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Occasionally, one may have misconceptions about an individual and it is a shock when you learn the truth. That is what happened to me when I learned the of the fallacies and deceptions regarding Ken Burns’ marriage.

Unfortunately, after learning the truth and getting to know and work with Ken our relationship was to end tragically.

I worked at the chief office of company in Dallas, Texas that had offices in Chicago, New York City, Atlanta, Miami, Seattle, Phoenix, Los Angles, and San Francisco. One of my responsibilities was to plan and organize conferences. These also involved people from related companies and organizations that not only sent delegates but also provided speakers.

Ken Burns worked out of the Chicago office and our paths had crossed a few times. We were colleagues and our interests were in the same field and we were both becoming respected and highly regarded and known for our expertise. Even so, we did not know each other very well on a personal level. At a nmber of conferences I had listened to some of his presentations and was impressed by his intelligence and knowledge. The only personal thing I knew about him was that he was happily married.

I was working on plans for a conference to be held in Dallas in two weeks tome. Everything was arranged except for getting in touch with Ken to invite him to be the first and last speaker during the three-day event. I could never catch Ken in his office but when I finally did reach him he agreed to join the the program and make the speeches. However, he said that he had an appointment in Chicago early in the morning of the first day but he could catch a plane to be in Dallas in time to make his first presentation provided I could meet him at the airport.

He also stated that he was tired of hotels and hated staying in them and asked if I had a guestroom so that he could stay with me. I told him I would pick him up at the airport and yes, I did have a guestroom that he could use. He said maybe that would give us time for me to read and offer my advice on a study that he was involved with as he would appreciate some help and input.

Fortunately, Ken’s flight was on time, the traffic to the conference site was not bad and so we arrived in good time for Ken to make his presentation. Once again I was impressed with his knowledge and talk.

While we were driving to my apartment, I asked Ken how his wife was doing? He smiled and said, “Well, we maybe getting a divorce. Some of the women at the office found out about it and they have been coming on to me like crazy so I may change my mind about it”. At the time, I thought his answer was a little strange, but let it slide.

On reaching the apartment, I helped Ken carry his things in, put them in the guestroom and I offered him a drink before we went to bed. He said, “Let me get out of these clothes and take a quick shower and I will be right with you”.

I had mixed the drinks and set down, was relaxing and enjoying my drink when Ken came into the den wearing only his jockey shorts and showing a big box.

We were about the same age and height but he was thin and lanky with some hair on his chest. Ken may not have had the greatest body in the world but he made that up by being out going with a big smile and great personality. You just could not help but like the guy.

After my second drink, I asked him if he needed anything before I took my shower and went to bed. He said he did not know of anything but was going to finish his drink and he would then turn off the lights before retirng.

I finished my shower and cracked open the shower door to reach for my towel but it was not where I had left it. I opened the shower door wider and Ken was standing there naked with a tremendous erection holding out the towel. He said, “Surprise! I’m gay and I am going to give you a blowjob so you will sleep better”. I was thoroughly confused but the sight of his cock caused me to get an erection. It had been a long time since I last had sex and as I had been so busy I had not masturbated in a couple of weeks so I was not going to refuse Ken’s offer. He pulled me from the shower, dried me off and led me to my bed.

Before he began giving oral sex, he told me, “Just completely relax and take it easy and enjoy. I am going to satisfy you and when I am through you will want to go to sleep. Tomorrow, night I want you to fuck me. Okay?”

From the moment he went down on me, I knew that it was going to be a blowjob that I would remember for a long time. I had his cock in my hand and was slowly masturbating him while he sucked me off. When I became tense he would massage my body without removing my cock from his mouth. I had not been jerking him off very long before he shot his wad but I did not stop masturbating him until he shot a second load. He told me to leave his cock alone and concentrate on relaxing and enjoying being sucked off. I readily complied and do not think I had ever enjoyed a blowjob more than I did that night. After I shot my cum into his mouth, almost immediately I fell into a deep sleep not knowing when he left my bed to go to his own.

The next morning, I got up shaved, showered, and dressed and was going to put the coffee pot to brew but Ken had beaten me to it. He was seated at the breakfast table fully dressed and had taken papers out of his brief case and stacked them before him. When I walked in he said, “How did you sleep last night? Did you have any wet dreams?” I smiled and said, “I must have because there are cum stains on my bed this morning”. We smiled at each other and that all that was mentioned about sex the previous night.

I set down at the breakfast table with my coffee. Ken pushed the stack of papers over and asked me read them and offer any suggestions or comments I might wish to offer. I began to read and when I didn’t understand something, I would question him about it. If I disagreed, I would say so and make a point or suggestion. He would take the page and make notes and tell me he agreed. We were both so involved with his study that we lost track of time and it was way past when we should have been on our way to the conference. Amazed at how well we worked together, we decided that in the future we should collaborate and co-author studies and papers and even maybe write a book.

We got into the car and were under way when I asked Ken what was the deal with his wife and the divorce. He smiled and said, “Well it is a long story and I am going to try to be brief. My marriage is a fallacy. I have never been married and never will be. I am as gay as they come. The marriage thing started when I was interviewed for my job and my boss for some reason assumed that I was married and I never denied it. At the office, he kept asking me about my wife and I kept telling him one lie after another and soon everyone assumed that I had a wife.

"A few months ago it occurred to me that I could spread the word around that I was getting a divorce thinking that would solve the issue. Several of the single women starting coming on to me asking me for dates and one of them even asked if she could spend the weekend with me. So I do not know whether to continue the deception or face the worst”.

I said, “My friend, I cannot help you with that one. You are on your own. But how did you know that I am gay?” Ken said, “It is a small world after all. I ran into an old fuck buddy of yours who also was an old fuck buddy of mine. You of course remember James, your roommate in college, well I met him at a party about a month ago and somehow your name came up and he mentioned you were gay and about the good times you two had together.

Everything went very smoothly at the conference that day. During one of the breaks, I took Ken to my office and showed him some of the projects that I had been working on.aHe was very interested and offered some very good advice as well as suggestions for improvements. We were even more convinced that we needed to work together in the future.

When we got home that night, we were tired and each took a shower and put on our underwear and joined up for drinks. I started reading Ken’s material that had was still on the breakfast table while he kept fixing me drinks. Soon both of us were beginning to feel no pain and Ken came over and took the paper out of my hand saying, “Enough of this shit for one day. Come to bed and fuck me”.

By the time we reached the bed, we had shed our shorts and were sporting wood. I lay on my back stroking myself. Ken straddled me and set down on my legs so that our cocks were touching and he began to masturbate them both simultaneously. I lay there with my eyes closed, completely relaxed, not exerting any energy enjoying the mutual pleasure. I was near to ejaculation and told Ken that he was about to make me shoot off. He released my cock but did not move from his position.

I looked down to see what he was doing and he was performing auto-fellatio. I could not believe it. I had heard about it but had never seen anyone who could suck himself off. He was quite a contortionist and could get almost two-thirds of his cock into his mouth. It only took him a minute or two before he shot off and cum was running out of his mouth onto his chin.

He raised his head up, smiling and wiping his chin and said, “I am now ready for you to fuck me. Do you have a condom and lubricant in here?” I pointed to the end table and he got a rubber and put it on me. He lubricated my cock and his asshole and returned to the same position only this time he was far enough up on me that he could set down on my cock. When he did set down on me, he took all I had up his asshole in one motion and he was tightening and loosing his asshole around the base of my shank. I felt I was being massaged by his asshole. He began to raise himself up and down fucking my cock and I hardly had to move.

Once he had got me so aroused that I would soon ejaculate, he again gripped his buttocks with his hands pulling his torso and head down and started sucking his own cock without ever slowing down fucking me with his asshole. He was making me feel so good and I put off shooting as long as I could but I had to tell him “I’m going to shoot. Oh God, I coming”. I felt his asshole spasm as I came and he shot his second load into his mouth. This time he became unsteady and I grabbed his shoulders to support him until he regained his balance.

This was another first for me but it was not the last time I was to see him perform his neat trick that he was able to do in several positions.

Ken lay down beside me, put his arm across my chest and went to sleep before I did.

Early the next morning, I woke to find that Ken had moved into a sixty-nine position and was jacking himself and me with his cock about six inches from my face. I said, “Good morning”. He answered, “Good morning, how about a blowjob before we go to work?” As he went down on me so I went down on him. It took only a short time for him to shoot off into my mouth. I continued to suck his cock and when I ejaculated into his throat, he released another load down my throat. We lay there still in the sixty-nine position with our arms around each other for several minutes. Then Ken whacked my butt and said, “I don’t know about you but I certainly have enjoyed being together and I sure look forward to doing it again. I wish I did not have to fly back home tonight but I have an appointment in Chicago tomorrow morning. Let’s get our shit together and go back to work”.

We both shaved, showered and dressed and I made coffee and put out some rolls while Ken packed his things since I would be taking him to the airport as soon as he finished his presentation that night.

After his speech on our way to the airport, we agreed we would talk to our bosses and get permission to start to working together.

Within a week, we had done so and not only received the support of our bosses and backing for our collaboration but in addition the President of the Corporation had learned about our proposal. He gave us his backing along with approval for unlimited traveling and any other expenses that we may incur. I was relieved of my current responsibilities and told to concentrate on the projects with Ken.

During the next fourteen months we got together numerous times for three to seven days, in New York City, Phoenix, Atlanta, Miami, Seattle, San Francisco, Los Angles, Chicago and Dallas. Each time we got together we stayed in the same hotel room even when in Chicago or Dallas so that we could work and have our meals sent to the room.

In the company offices in each of these cities we conferred with and picked the brains of the personnel who were working in our field and had access to whatever files, information or assistance that we needed. By using fax machines, emails, and the telephone we communicated with our secretaries and kept them supplied with work while we were away from our home offices.

Together we had six papers published, several research projects and studies completed and had several other projects underway and almost two thirds of our book written.

We worked as a team and were always enthusiastic about our projects and very proud of our results and accomplishments.

It may appear that all we did was work but that is not so. We were a team when it came to having sex together. Every time we got together we had sex never checking out of a hotel room without leaving our trademark of cum or lubricant stains on the sheets plus other evidence of sexual activity such as used condoms or condom wrappers. Our being together only caused our sexual appetites to increase and we did our best to see that those appetites wsere satisfied! Many times Ken used his technique for putting me into a deep sleep and often fucked me with his asshole while he sucked himself off.

Shortly after we began working together, Ken announced to his co-workers in his office that he had divorced his wife. Since he was traveling so much the single women in his office had very little time to make advances.

Disaster struck and I am still in shock and have not reached closure. Ken was visiting his hometown, a few miles from Nashville, Tennessee, where he was reared. He went there to take care of some personal business. He was found dead on the floor at the foot of his bed in a motel room. I went for his funeral in his hometown and he was buried in a cemetery beside his parents.

I could not find out anything about the cause or circumstances of his death. No one seemed to know but I learned that the sheriff was investigating. After the funeral, I went to the sheriff’s office to try and find out what had happened. I told the sheriff that I was a very close friend of Ken and I wanted to know what happened to him. The sheriff said, “I can not tell you anything the case is under investigation”. I asked, “Can’t you tell me the cause of death?” The sheriff said, “Well the coroner says that Ken’s neck and back was broken and that his broken neck caused the death. We really do not have much to go on. Ken was lying on his back on the floor naked at the foot of his bed. There was no sign of struggle and nothing that we know of was missing. Frankly, we are at loss as to what happened”.

After having talked to the sheriff, I had the impression that he was not one of the brightest law enforcement officers around and he had no clues to spend any time on investigating the case. There was something about the sheriff that made me think that he would be prejudiced towards gays. I decided that even though I was almost one hundred percent sure in knowing the cause of Ken’s death that I would not reveal my theory to the sheriff.

I felt certain that Ken was performing auto-fellatio and in his excitement he lost his balance and fell or rolled off the bed and onto the floor and broke his own back and neck. It was a freak accident and if the cause of his death were made public that it would be unnecessarily embarrassing to those that knew him.

Nothing was ever mentioned in the paper about the actual cause of death and supposedly the case is still listed as unsolved.

I had not realized until after Ken’s death as to how much I had grown to depend on him and how much my relationship with him meant to me. He was a brilliant young man who had so much to offer. We had many good times together and I will never forget him. The book that we both had worked on so hard may never be finished. I cannot force myself at the present time to do any more work on it. I think about him all the time and miss his smiling face.

 

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A Voyeur’s Dream

By Kevin
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Never in my life had I ever thought that I might become a voyeur. In fact there was a time when I was not even sure what the word meant. However, not only did I discover that I was to enjoy voyeurism but I was to learn a lot about sex.

Out of college for a year and recently promoted to a new position as a loan officer while hoping to make banking my profession, I felt that I had the world by the tail.

I had been sharing a very nice apartment with another guy. He was straight but accepted the fact that I was gay. We had received notice from the manager of our apartment complex that it had been sold and was going to be torn down and high-rise offices constructed in its place.

Now, my roommate had been engaged for a year and he and his fiancé decided to get married, find an apartment and to move in. By sharing the expenses, I had been able to afford the nice apartment that we had been living in but having to move meant I would be in somewhat of a financial bind and thought that since I would be living alone that I would have to lower my standard of living.

An ad in the newspaper caught my eye. It simply said living space for rent and gave the location, amount of rent, and phone number to call.
I knew that the location was within walking distance to work but it was also near the bad part of the city where there was a lot of crime and so was not really a good place to live.

I drove by the listed address and found that it was a warehouse so I almost marked it off my list of possibilities but instead, I decided to call and find out if the address was in fact correct. When I called the landlord, he asked where I worked and when I told him he said that my bank was the one he used and asked me for me to come by and look at the space he had for rent before I made any decision. He told me his name was Baker and invited me to come to suite C when he would show me the space that was available.

As I drove up to the warehouse, I noticed that it was one of the newer ones in the area and on the outside it did appear very neat and clean. I went to Suite C and the man who answered my knock on the door was in his late fifties and wearing shorts and a dirty T-shirt that was full of holes. He was very thin with skinny arms and legs and had long hair and a long beard and I could smell his body odor. He told me that his name was Baker. I started to express my apologies and just tell him that I was not interested but he insisted that I come in and talk to him before making up my mind. When I walked inside I was amazed because his living area was immaculately clean and the décor and furniture was in excellent taste, in fact it was beautiful.


He led me into his breakfast room area and asked me to set down and if I wanted some coffee to which I gave an affirmative answer. He brought us each a cup of coffee and some rolls.

His first question was, “You are not one of those religious fanatics are you?” I responded, “No but I do go to church sometimes”. His next question was, “Are you open minded?” I said, “Well I think I am”. Baker looked at me “What I want to know is if you are open minded when it comes to sex. ---Wait I did not mean that the way it sounded.---I’m not coming on to you. What I meant was are you generally open minded about sex?” Again, I told him that I thought I was. He said, “Well then, you are the caliber of person I want as a tenant. I know that you will take care of the property and not be one who would trash the place”.

Baker told me that he was lowering the asking price of the rental by a hundred dollars because he wanted me as a tenant. He explained that he and his former business partner had purchased the warehouse and had constructed two living areas within it. The one that was for rent was formally the residence of his former partner. In between the two living areas was “his studio”. In back of the warehouse they had built storage rooms that were used to store equipment and things for his studio and between the storage rooms and the warehouse they had installed a small swimming pool, sauna, patio and gardens.

Baker stood up and said, “Let’s go down and see the space I am talking about - I do hope you will forgive me for the way I look and smell - I have been out of town for three weeks working on a project and I have not yet cleaned up. But hell even if I had, there would not be much of an improvement! I was born ugly and have learned to live with it.”

As we were walking in front of the warehouse and passing the entrance to his studio, Baker told me that they had hired an interior designer for both of the living areas who had selected the furnishings but each space was entirely different. He said that if I did not like the furniture that it could be put in one of his storage rooms out back that could also be available if I wanted to store anything. He also told me that his warehouse and the one across the street shared a night watchman who patrolled them both at night and that they never had had any problems with crime of any kind.

When Baker opened the door to Suite A, the sight of the interior took my breath away. It was so luxurious it could easily compete with some of homes of the very wealthy. It looked as good as or perhaps even better than some of the homes in “Homes and Gardens”. Baker pointed towards a brick wall near the entrance and said that he had just had the wall built to block a former entrance to the studio. He took me to the back door and explained that he had a fence placed around the back patio area dividing off the swimming pool, sauna, storage rooms and main patio but there was outside access to take out the trash and a rear entrance to the suite. There was a gate fitted with a pad lock to the main patio area. Baker said, “For the time being, I am reserving the swimming pool and area for my own use. I often use the area for some of my projects.

I told Baker that I did not know what kind of business that he was in but that it must be very lucrative. He smiled and said, “Well actually it is not. I inherited a considerable amount of money and my business is a hobby. My business partner and I started it up a few years ago but he grew tired of it. I bought him out about a month ago.

Baker’s generous offer was just too enticing and I accepted it, put down a small deposit, and signed a contract stating I would rent on a month to month bases. I moved in within the week and I stored all my crappy furniture, which did not amount to much, in one of his storerooms.

On moving in I discovered a door off the living room/den area led to a small room that I could use as a computer and office space. I had not opened the door before and had assumed that it was a closet. As I entered the room the wall facing me was painted white but the other three walls were a flat black. There was a large laminated white shelf attached to the white wall that made a perfect computer desk. Above the shelf was what I thought to be a small window that had curtains drawn across it. The material was the same as that used to cover the cushions on a bench long enough to seat two people front of the shelf-cum-desk. The room was strange and I guessed that the interior designer obviously had nothing to do with it as it did not match the rest of the suite.

There was a telephone jack and a telephone in the room and I connected up my computer and it was made ready for an office.

After I got off work a couple evenings later, I went into the room to check if I had any emails and heard these noises that sounded like someone having sex. I pulled up the curtains to see if I could tell where the noises were coming from and who was responsible. To my surprise the curtains were covering a one-way mirror looking into Baker’s studio and there were a man and woman in bed having sex and spotlights and men with cameras moving around filming the couple. I not only learned that Baker’s hobby and business was making porn movies but I soon learned every position and sex act possible between a straight couple. I had closed the door to the office, turned out the lights, opened the curtain and viewed what was taking place on the other side of the thin wall. Both male and female porn stars had very attractive bodies but of course I concentrated on the man and observed what he did with his well-endowed equipment. For almost an hour I observed and obtained a first hand close up sex education!

They would be performing in bed and Baker would stop them and give them instructions and they would go at it again and change positions or follow whatever instructions they had received. I of course had masturbated and had reached a climax once and nearing my second climax when they changed positions once again and he began to eat her pussy. This turned me off completely and I closed the curtains and left the room to find something else to do.

I surmised that Baker’s former business partner had used the room to observe the filming of movies in the studio. I also assumed that the black walls prevented anyone in the studio from seeing light coming through the one-way mirror.

Before I went to work the next morning, I took out my trash and overheard the movie crew talking out on the patio around the swimming pool. It appeared that they were going to be filming out of doors during the day.

For the next couple of evenings there was no activity in the studio but each morning as I was leaving for work there were men going into the studio. Some of them were very attractive guys while some were cruddy looking. My guess was that they were there for auditions for a future movie.

Saturday morning I got up early and went grocery shopping and ran a few errands and when I returned home I checked to see what was going on in the studio. The whole movie crew were running around taking orders from Baker and it appeared that they were getting ready to shoot some more film.

From time to time I checked to see if anything interesting was going on and mid afternoon when I looked through the mirror I saw a huge man who was probably a couple hundred pounds overweight with a leather hood and leather outfit. He was hairy all over and in my opinion quite disgusting. There was a middle aged skinny guy with long dirty looking hair who could have used thirty or forty pounds more weight in a sling. The guy in leather was fist fucking him.

They were only about ten feet from the mirror and I could see all that was going on except when one of the cameraman who kept moving back and forth taking shots sometimes blocked my view. I thought that the cameraman, since he was one more good-looking dudes should be the one in leather and the porn star should be behind the camera. It did not take me long to decided that this scene was not for me.

Monday morning again there were about a dozen real good-looking guys waiting outside the studio door and I went to work and could hardly wait to get off and go home to see what was going on. My timing could have not been more perfect. I got home and immediately check to see what was going on in the studio. There were six very handsome men in front of the cameras and they were filming an orgy. I removed my clothes and my cock was as erect as were those of the guys involved in the orgy. I set down and began to beat my meat while watching these guys perform in front of the cameras. I kept getting aggravated because whenever it got real interesting, Baker would call a halt and give further instructions for the next part of the action. With all the interruptions and with the lighting and camera crew moving around, I could not figure out how the guys managed to maintain their erections.

Two of the guys really turned me on but they never had sex with each other. One of these good looking guys was fucking another guy and when he pull his big cock out of the guys asshole and shot his cum, I shot my second load for the evening. I then turned my attention to the second man that I liked. He was standing with his back to me near the mirror and was fucking another guy in his mouth. He had a beautiful shaped back and buttocks. Watching the movement of his buttocks really turned me on. When he tightened his buttocks and thrust them forward, arched his back and head backwards and started shooting his cum onto the face and chest of the guy who had been sucking him off, my cock was throbbing and I began to beat off and shot my third load. I do not remember ever being able to shoot three loads within such a short period of time, but these two guys were so hot and really turned me on. Finally, my cock had had it for the night so I closed the curtain and ate my late supper before showering and going to bed.


Baker was outside his suite the next morning getting something out of his car and he saw me and yelled out that he wanted to talk to me. I went over where he was and he told me that he was sorry that he had not paid me a visit since I had moved in but he had been very busy. He grinned and asked me, “Have you discovered the one-way mirror?” I blushed and he said, “I thought so. Have you become an addicted voyeur as yet?” I asked, “What is that?” He said, “You know. Do you get off watching other people have sex?” I blushed again and he said, “After you get off work this afternoon, why don’t you come by the studio and have dinner by the pool with me and a couple of guys that we will be filming tonight?” I told him I would drop by and thanked him for the invitation.

That evening, Barker meet me at the studio door and as we were walking out to the patio he told me that all the film crew were on break and would be back in a little while to shoot that night’s action. When we got outside, he introduced me to Larry and Hank. They were the none other than the two guys that I had got off on the night before. Larry and Hank were more gorgeous up close and in person than I had remembered seeing them through the one-way mirror. They were only wearing a G-string and having just got out of the swimming pool, were dripping wet.

Barker was a very gracious host serving us drinks and had a catered buffet set up for us. It was a beautiful evening, the food was delicious, as was the conversation as we got to know one another. The talk never involved sex apart from Larry and Hank chatting about their boyfriends while I told them about the guy that I had been dating for almost a year.

The film crew began to return and Baker said that it was time to get to work. Baker asked me, “Do you want to watch from the mirror or inside the studio?” I told Baker that it probably would be best for me to use the mirror because I was sure I would get an erection and only embarrass myself as my cock could not compare with the beauty of Larry and Hank’s endowments. Larry and Hank overheard what I said and grinned and I told them that I would be seeing them in the movies. Hank said, “I hope so”, and Larry smiled and said, “I hope tonight that everything comes out all right for you”.

Baker had already left and was screaming out instructions to the film crew before I had a chance to thank him for dinner. He yelled out to Larry and Hank to get ready. They slapped me on my shoulder and told me that they were glad to have met me and took off running towards the set.

As soon as I got to my suite I immediately went to the office, undressed and was ready for Larry and Hank’s performance. They made an ideal couple and were perfectly suited for each other. They were on the bedroom set and I watched them from the very beginning of the scene until the end. Each one knew his lines and was aware of what they were expected to do while in front of the cameras and were excellent actors. They clearly had had a lot of experience on camera and Baker did not have to stop them with instructions at all time during their performance.

The lighting was perfect and enhanced the beauty of their bodies and the scene began with them passionately kissing and expressing their love to each other. It set the mood, tenderness and story for what was forthcoming in the scene. Each of them obtained erections and stroked each other while kissing and posed for close up shots. Hank begin to kiss and tease Larry’s ear and slowly moved down to his neck, pecks, under his arms and on down until he reached Larry’s rigid cock. He took it in his mouth and with his hand began jerking the shaft while the cock head was in Hank’s mouth providing a good close up shot for the cameras. Hank removed his mouth and hand and began to lick the shaft and licking the balls and sucking on them. Then he returned to Larry’s cock and was deep throating for some length of time before withdrawing and returning to a standing position and kissing Larry.

While Hank had been making love to Larry’s body and cock, Larry was saying his lines and making appropriate sounds. I do not remember what Larry had said but he was expressing his feelings of excitement and appreciation to what Hank was doing. Larry then did the same thing to Hank and Hank said is lines and uttered appropriate sounds, expressions on his face and movements of this body.

Larry got on his hands and knees and Hank got into a position so he could rim Larry’s asshole in preparation to be fucked. There was a brief moment that the cameras quit filming while Hank put on a condom and they started shooting again as Hank began his penetration. I could see the cameramen zooming in for close shots. As Hank was fucking Larry he was jacking Larry off and Hank withdrew his cock from Larry’s hole, removed his condom and shot off on Larry’s back. He put his cock between the crack of Larry’s butt and continued to fuck him while he jacked off Larry until he reached a climax. They lay down side by side and there was some dialog which in essence told how this was going to be their last night together for several months and they were telling how much they loved and would miss each other.

It was a very tender and beautiful scene and the acting and dialog was superb told a convincing story.

The sight of these two guys acting and having sex together both caused me to lust for their bodies as their tenderness one to the other was overwhelming. It was truly an unforgettable experience. I had two climaxes during the scene and one after I went to bed while fantasying about what it might have been like if I had been the third party in having sex with them.

The next evening Baker knock on my door and handed me a key to the padlock on the back gate and told me to make full use of the patio, swimming pool and sauna when they were not filming outside.

I began to be concerned that maybe I had become an addicted voyeur and I was not going to check out what was going on in the studio for a while.

Alex, my boyfriend, had been in Europe for over a month on business and was schedule to return in a few days. I was not for sure if he knew about my moving, even though I had sent him several emails that he had not answered. I had a key to his apartment and I wrote a note giving him my new address and new home phone number and asked that he call me as soon as he got home. He had my office number so I waited for him to call. I had not realized how much I loved Alex until he was gone and I missed him very much and looked forward towards his return.

Saturday around midnight, Alex called me and told me he just got home and wanted to spend the rest of the night with me. I told him that as soon as I got dressed that I would come to his apartment and pick him up. I wanted him to spend his first night home in my new suite.

Alex seemed as happy to see me as I was to see him and on our way to my new home he kept telling me how much he loved and missed me. He said that his lap computer had crashed and he had not received any of my emails and had lost my email address because of his computer not functioning. He also expressed his concern about the neighborhood that I had moved into. I told him just wait that he was in for a shock when he saw where I was living.

Alex was bolded over when he saw my new living quarters. He could not believe that I could afford such a large luxurious suite. I told him just wait until tomorrow to see the patio and the swimming pool. I did not tell him about the studio next door or the one-way mirror.

We made love and had sex like we had never before, as if we were making up for the time we had been apart. It was late in the morning before we woke up and we had sex again. Afterwards, while still nude, I fixed brunch while Alex shaved and showered. Alex came to the table with a towel around his waist and when he saw that I was still nude he removed the towel and put it on the back of his chair. After we finished eating, Alex said he had not watch TV since he left the states and turned the set on as I went to shave and shower. After my shower, I put on a swimsuit and took one of mine to Alex and told him to put it on and grab a coke and follow me to the swimming pool for a swim and to get some sun.

When Alex stepped out on the patio, he could not believe the beautiful sight of the flowers in full bloom the blue swimming pool water glistening in the sunlight. We jumped in the pool and enjoyed the cool invigorating water. After we swan around for a while I looked up and Baker was standing by the pool and I introduced Alex. Baker said, “I have been wondering when you were going to show up. I have been hearing about you but have never seen you around”. I explained that Alex had been in Europe on business. Baker said, “Well that explains it. Alex, it is nice to meet you and to have such a nice looking man swimming in our swimming pool”.

I got out of the pool and was drying off and Baker told me that he was going to be away for a few days and he was going to spend some time at his cabin in the mountains, where they would film Larry and Hank on location there. Baker handed me a note with his phone number and email address and told me to get in touch with him if anything came up.

Being a Sunday afternoon, there was no traffic around the warehouse area and it was so peaceful and relaxing around the pool. Alex and I talked for a while and Alex told me about some of his adventures while in Europe. It was beginning to get hot and we had been out in the sun long enough and Alex suggested that we go out for dinner and then returned to the pool when it began to get cooler.

After a wonderful meal and having drank way too much wine, Alex and I returned to the suite, got undressed and went nude to the swimming pool where we made mad and passionate love and had sex causing each of us to have two ejaculations before it was time for us to go to bed.

While we were having sex, it occurred to me to wonder how many times different people had had sex around this swimming pool that was recorded on film. I was withholding this bit of information from Alex for a later time.

When we got to bed Alex put his arm around me and asked, “When are we going to start living together? We both love each other and have spent enough time together to become well acquainted. When are we going to commit to being life long partners?” I said, “How about next weekend? When I signed the contract for this suite, I made sure that it did not say that I could not have a roommate but I can call Baker tomorrow and find out for sure if it would be alright”. Alex kissed me and said, “Goodnight love of my life”.

Early the next morning I told Alex to take my car to go to his apartment to change clothes before he had to go to work and I would call Baker as soon as I got to the bank.

When I called Baker, he told me he was expecting my call and before I could say anything he said, “Yes it would be alright for Alex to move in with you. I could tell how much you two are in love and I wish the best for both of you.---By the way that is what you called about isn’t?” I said yes and thanked him. I called Alex at work and gave him the news and told him about the storage room if he needed to store anything. He told me that he was only going to move his clothes and a few personal things and give everything else to Goodwill.

Alex spent the next several nights with me but stayed at his apartment Thursday and Friday night packing and he moved in with me on Saturday morning. It did not take Alex and I long to get his things unpacked and put away.


We had a quick lunch and took off our clothes and went to the pool where we drank wine and made love and had sex. When it began to get too warm we went back to the suite and showered together and we lay down holding each other close and took a long nap.



All weekend we were naked making love, having sex, eating, drinking wine, and sleeping. Late Sunday afternoon we were out by the swimming pool and Alex was fucking the hell out of me and I looked up and Baker was smiling at me and said, “Where is my camera”. I shook my head at him indicating that he not say anything else and he said, “Oh, Okay, the filming begins tomorrow evening if you are interested”. After Baker left, Alex asked, “What is he talking about?” I told him that I had a surprise for him tomorrow evening.

Monday afternoon I got off work and rushed home and fixed sandwiches and got out the potatoes chips and wine and clear off the desk in the office and had the food and drinks laid out on the desk and waited for Alex to come home. When he arrived, I told him to take off all his clothes and join me in the office for supper. He looked at me like I had gone out of my mind and asked, “The office? You are kidding me”. I told him that I was not kidding. I took off my clothes and waited for Alex to join me and while waiting I checked the curtains again to see what was going on in the studio and they were about to start filming.

Alex came into the office shaking his head in disbelief and I told him to shut the door behind him and to set down with me on the bench. I handed him a sandwich and a glass of wine. As we set there eating our supper I was listening to what was going on in the studio waiting for Baker to say roll and begin the action. Alex kept asking what all the noise was about that he could hear through the wall and I told him to eat his supper and wait and see.

When I knew they were beginning to film, I turned out the light and opened the curtains and Larry and Hank were naked ten feet away and began making out. They had picked up with the story from last time and were having sex after being apart for a couple of months. Alex could not believe his eyes. He looked at the one-way mirror and back at me and it was obvious that he enjoyed what he was seeing and the proof was evident by his hard cock. He turned to me and said, “What in the hell is going on? Who are those gorgeous men?” I was trying to keep a straight face and said, “Oh, that is Larry and Hank and Baker’s hobby and business is making porn movies”.

Larry and Hank were performing as well if not better than before and Alex was making different remarks about how he could not believe what he was seeing and how hot those guys are and how hot they were making him and on and on. I kept telling him to keep his voice down that they could hear him through the wall. Lust had almost got the best of Alex. He had a tight grip on my cock and rapidly moving his hand up and down jerking me off. I reached for his tool and he said, “Careful man. I am about to shoot off”. In seconds after a few strokes he began to ejaculate and I grabbed several napkins to catch his cum and shortly afterwards I reached for other napkins and put it over my cock to catch my cum as Alex jacked me off”. He put his arm around my neck and pulled me close to him never taking his eyes off Larry and Hank. He said, “This unbelievable. The most beautiful porn stars in the world are having sex live in front of us. Incredible!”

We both still had erections and Alex started to go down on me and ever once in a while he would raise up and look to see what Larry and Hank were doing and return to sucking my dick in such an enthusiastic way that he had never done before. Larry was performing oral sex on Hank and Hank pulled his huge cock out of Larry’s mouth and shot cum all over his face and I let go my second load down Alex’s throat. Alex rose up and asked, “What is going on? And then he saw all the cum on Larry’s face and Hank began to lick it off”. Alex said, “Oh Shit. I just shot off again without my cock even being touched”. I leaned over and began licking the cum off his stomach and chest and his body was still quivering from his ejaculation. I apologized for not going down on him and taking his load. He said, “Shit man. Looking at what is going on with Larry and Hank, I am sure that I will have another load ready in a few minutes”.

Hank had been giving Larry head for sometime and the expressions on Larry’s face were a give away that he would be shooting off soon. I took Alex’s semi-hard dick in my mouth and he almost immediately obtained another full erections and after deep throating him a few times he was moaning with pleasure and when Larry shot off it trigger Alex to shoot his third load. The movie scene ended with Larry and Hank kissing and embracing each other.

I stood up and closed the curtains and Alex put his hands around my waist and told me to set my ass on the desk in front of him that he was going to suck my cock all night if that was what it would take for me to shoot my third load. He took a sip of wine before he went down on me and the combination of his warm mouth and the wine on my cock sent chills over my body. After watching Larry and Hank, I still was horny and it only took me a few minutes until I was shooting cum into Alex’s mouth.

Alex called me at work the next day. “I just want to tell you how much I love you. We are living like two kings who own the world and will spend the rest of our lives adoring and loving each other. Thanks for the wonderful surprise last night”.

We now know that we both enjoy being a voyeur and can use the one-way mirror to stimulate our sexual appetite and our love for each other.

When the movie was completed, Baker had a celebration party and invited Alex and I. I introduced Alex to Larry and Hank, which made his day. Larry and Hank introduced us to their boyfriends. There were probably close to a hundred or more guys that were guests at the party. Baker showed the entire film, out on the patio, with all the scenes taken inside the studio and other locations and sliced together, it was a wonderful hour and half long movie.

During the showing of the movie there was a lot of masturbation and oral sex going on among those in attendance and just before the movie was over, a very large of the majority of the guests had removed their clothes and an orgy was underway. Baker had placed a tray full of condoms and KY on the bar and the guests made full use of them.

There was a long daisy chain of twelve to fifteen guys getting with it and groups of three to eight guys having sex with each other as well as couples making out.

Trying not to appear as prudes and to fit in with what was going on around us, Alex and I removed our clothes and set next to each other observing what was taking place. We wanted to delay our climaxes until we were in private in our suite. When we did retreat to our suite through the back door still naked, the party was still going strong.

After we released our cum to each other, we tried to speculate how many ejaculations had occurred that night at the party and if all the cum was put together, just how large of a container it would take to hold it all. It was our opinion that we may have been part of the largest orgy to ever taken place or at least it would be the largest that we would ever see again.

Alex and I now have our own full-length movie featuring Larry and Hank. In the future it will always remind us of the night that we were so in love and the pleasures that we had watching the filming of a scene in the movie and attending the celebration and first showing upon completion of the film, followed by an orgy of all orgies

 

[Rott N Korpse]

I'm not gay but I am sorta bi-curious so I was checkin' out the site. Then when I read your story I just had to join so I could reply. I am only posting to say that I like the story because it is not a whole bunch of shit and also not a whole bunch of detail on sex. The best part is the fact that parts of it are funny and that entertained me more.

 

[unoponcho]

Bi-Sexual Relationship

By Kevin
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I am thirty-two years old and very happily married and have a son and daughter. My life seems to be perfect. I love my wife and children and have a job that I enjoy. Sex between my wife and I is great and now I am having a bi-sexual relationship, I could not be happier.

For six years I have worked my way up through this rapidly growing company and am now supervising several different departments involving a large number of employees. My workload had increased to the point that I needed an assistant.

I hired a young man named Tony and he and his wife are twenty-seven years old. Tony is about five foot ten inches tall with an average build, black hair with beautiful bluish-green eyes that seemed to look through you. He has a mischievous captivating smile and the appearance that he is someone that you wanted to get to know and have as a friend.

From the very beginning, Tony and I worked well together and he is very efficient and is a great asset to me. He fit right into the company and everyone likes and respects him.

Tony’s wife and my wife do a lot of things together and, as couples, we spend a lot of time enjoying each other’s company and have become very close friends. Tony and his wife adore our children and are looking forward to having a child of their own.

The company believes in physical fitness for their employees and have a gym and workout room available seven days a week. They encouraged everyone to use the facilities even during work hours. The facilities have men and women’s locker rooms, showers, and provided towels for everyone. I got Tony involved in taking long lunch hours and playing volleyball with a bunch of employees every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Occasionally, we also used the workout room and lifted weights and used the other equipment available. As a result, we have seen each other many times naked while showering and getting dressed. I admired and thought Tony’s body was more attractive than any other male that I have ever known but the idea of ever having sex with him had never occurred to me.

A couple months after Tony went to work for me, the company sent Tony and I along with four of my department heads to a three-day conference held in Denver. Tony and I shared a hotel room and the four department heads paired off and shared two rooms. We arrived early in the morning and checked in and immediately started attending meetings for the rest of the day. During the day, Tony kept complaining about a crick in his neck.

After dinner and the last meeting that night, we went to our rooms and Tony undressed and took a hot shower hoping that it would help the pain he was having in his neck. After his shower and drying off, he laid down on his stomach on his bed while still nude. I offered him some aspirin and he said that he had been taking medication all day and was afraid to take any more. I undress and took my shower and was still drying off when I heard him calling me. He said his neck was cramping and asked me to massage it to see if that would help.

I turn off all the lights thinking that if I could get him to relax and relieve him of some of his pain that may be he would be able to go to sleep. While still naked, I put one leg over his butt and set down on him and rubbed his neck and shoulders for fifteen or twenty minutes and he kept telling me how good it felt and the pain was going away. The muscles in his neck and shoulders were not near as tight as they were when I started to massage him.

As I was massaging his neck and shoulders, I became aware and was surprised by the delightful sensations that I was getting and having by touching and pleasing a man that I liked and admired very much. The close contact with his masculine naked body was causing me to have thoughts that I had never had before. An uncontrollable lust and desire for intimacy with Tony hit me like a bolt of lighting. I wanted to know the size of his erected cock and I wanted to please him sexually.

While I was rubbing his neck and shoulders, my dick was sliding up and down between the crack of his ass and involuntarily I had obtained an erection. I thought surely that he must be aware that my dick was hard and when he began flexing his buttocks that I was sitting on, I knew that he was responding to my arousal. He told me to rise up so he could turn over on his back and when he turned over he also had an erection. I lowered myself back down and our stiff dicks were touching each other and he reached down and started to jack both of us off at the same time. Realizing that he was not helping his neck by beating us off, I took over and for the first time in my life, I was touching another male’s erection. Both of our cocks were the same length and thickness and were almost identical.

As I was jacking both of us off, Tony began to completely relax his body and he told me how great he was feeling and asked that I not stop. The longer I stroked our dicks the larger and harder we both became. Suddenly his body became ridged and he shot off with some of his cum landing on his stomach, some hitting my stomach and some landing on my hand which served as a lubricant on our dicks causing a great sensation to both of us while I continued stroking until I shot off on his stomach and chests.

There were some kleenex on a nightstand near the bed and I cleaned the cum off both of us. Tony was stretched out on the bed and he told me that his neck was no longer hurting him and he was relaxed and thought that he could go to sleep.

I moved to my bed and lay down and told Tony that this was the first time I had ever had sex of any kind with another man. Tony told me that it was also the first time for him but that he enjoyed it and would like very much to do it again with me but not start off with pain in the neck the next time.

Through out the next day, I kept getting erections while thinking about what had transpired between Tony and I the night before. Tony and I were seated together at the dinner meeting and after dinner, there was some man at the head table speaking into the microphone. Tony reached under the tablecloth and took hold of my hand and pulled it over so my hand was touching his crotch and his dick was hard. He let my hand go and looked at me and told me that it had been that away most of the day. I leaned over and whispered in his ear, “Let’s get out of here. The speech is boring and I have a crick in my neck”. Tony smiled at me as we found the nearest exit from the meeting room.

As soon as we got to our room, both of us started to peal off our clothes. Tony suggested that we both take quick showers before going to bed together. Both Tony and I had stiffs and he took a shower first and as I was going in for my shower, he warned me that I had better not play with myself and loose my load while in the shower.

When I finished my shower, I opened the bathroom door, Tony had turned out all the lights and was laying in his bed on his back with his legs spread wide apart, with his head propped up on pillows, and he was stroking his ridged cock.

I turned off the bathroom light and got on my knees in between his legs and my hand replaced his and I began to stroke his penis real slow and with my other hand I began to alternate playing with his balls and stroking my own stiff. Tony had raised both of his arms above his head and was enjoying the pleasure I was giving him and told me how great I was making him feel.

I was also enjoying the feeling of having my hand on his cock and without thinking about what I was doing; I leaned over and kissed the tip of his dick. He let out a load moan that encouraged me to take it into my mouth. The more I took into my mouth the more excited Tony got. He began to move his buttocks up and down trying to get more of his erection into my mouth and then he put his hands on my head encouraging me to suck him faster and deeper. From the sounds he was making, the rigidity of his penis and his body movements, I could tell that he was nearing a climax and I did not want him to shoot off in my mouth and was relying on him to give me plenty of warning. He pulled my head off, arched his back, flexed his buttocks and let go several streams of cum that hit my face. Tony tossed me his damp towel that he had used after his shower and I wiped his cum off my face.

I was a horny as I could be and did not know if Tony was going to see that I was satisfied or not. I was really turned on by what I had done to get him to cum but at the same time embarrassed by having sucked his dick. I did not know what Tony’s reaction would be because of my actions. I continued to play with his still stiff cock trying to drain him of any remaining cum until it began to get soft.

He reached down and removed my hand from his dick and told me to go lie down in my bed that it was his time to return the favor. Tony joined me in my bed and stroked my dick a few times and I was producing some pre-cum and he began to lick it off. He told me that he did not mind the taste at all and he began to suck on my dick. I had never felt anything like it before and the more he sucked me the more enjoyable it felt.

Just before I was about to shoot, I warned him but he just kept on sucking moving his head up and down on me faster and faster. I started shooting off into his mouth and I didn’t think I would ever stop. I had let go of a tremendous load and he just kept on sucking. Without stopping he moved around so I could suck on his now erected dick while he continued to suck on mine. We sucked and stroked each other for about twenty minutes before he shot off again and this time I took his load down my throat but kept on sucking until I released my second load and he had drained me of my last drop of cum.

Tony move around and lay down beside me and put his arm across my chest. He told me that he had learned a lot so far at the meetings and from all the speeches but that he bet that the company had not planned on what we had learned in bed together. We told each other how much we had enjoyed having sex together. As Tony was getting out of my bed and going to his, he told me that he felt another crick in his neck coming on tomorrow night.

The final day of the conference dragged by very slowly and by the time dinner arrived, Tony suggested that we leave as soon as dinner was over and before the closing speeches began. We were seated at a table with people we did not know and trying to not appear rude, after dinner we excused ourselves to go to the restroom but we never returned to our table.

When we got to our room, we took a shower together, dried off and as we were headed to the bed, Tony pretended that his neck was hurting and I told him I was having the same problem. He laid down on his stomach and I began to give him a massage starting with his feet and slowly working up until I was again setting on his butt with my stiff cock between the crack of his ass while massaging his back, shoulders and neck. I lay down on top of his back and put my cock between his legs and began fucking motions with my cock sliding up and down occasionally rubbing against his asshole. After a few minutes of this activity, he told me that it was his time to take care of my neck problem. After he gave me a full body massage, we got into positions that we could suck each other off.

I think that both of us were thinking that this would be the last time we may have sex together or at least be the last time for a long time and we wanted for this sexual encounter to be the very best. We took our time teasing, stroking, licking, and sucking each other’s cocks and nuts building towards the granddaddy of all climaxes. The length of time it took us was not important to us and we delayed ejaculation as long as we could.

By this time both of us had learned to swallow each other’s entire erection without having any trouble. After forty-five minutes, we reached a point that we could not hold off any longer. I was the first to release my load and only minutes later Tony shot his cum down my throat.

Afterwards, we lay there relaxed, content and completely satisfied. It was sometime before Tony moved and snuggled up to my back and put his arm around me and said, “Thanks Doc for taking care of my pain in the neck”. I took hold of his hand that was on my chest and gripped it real hard and held onto it until we both went to sleep.

Early the next morning, we shaved and took our showers together. While in the shower, Tony got on his knees and put the head of my cock in his mouth while jacking me off. After I shot my cum into his mouth, I in turn did the same thing for him.

When we finished our shower, we called the rooms of the department heads and told them to pack and meet us in the lobby in a half hour and we would have breakfast together before catching our flight home. We dressed and packed and before leaving the room we hugged and thanked each other for the sexual pleasures that we had given each other.

The first day after we returned from the conference, Tony came into my office with a big grin on his face. He closed the door behind him and asked, “Boss, when is the next out of town conference going to be? Doc, I think I am going to have another crick in my neck and I want to schedule it on my calendar”. I told him that “I looked for the dates as soon as I got in my office this morning and it would be almost three months and it would be November 18th through November 21st”. Tony replied, “Gee, Doc that is a long time. I don’t want wait that long. Why don’t you take me up on my offer to go deer hunting with me in six weeks? I know you told me that you don’t like to hunt but by then our guns will be fully loaded and we can have a great time in my fathers hunting cabin?” I told him that I would put it on my calendar and go hunting with him. As Tony was leaving my office, he said, “As long as you are my boss, I don’t mind kissing the boss’s ass”.

We both put our shoulders to the grindstone and began to concentrate on doing our jobs that we were hired to do. Our company is pleased with our work and Tony and I enjoy working together.

Our wives are the best of friends and my son and daughter call Tony and his wife Aunt and Uncle. We continue to get together socially and enjoy each other’s company.

Tony and I have a bond between us and we keep our guarded secret from our wives. Neither one of us understands why we are attracted to one another and enjoy having sex together and have no interest in having sex with any other males. If we ourselves do not understand, we feel certain that our wives would not understand. Our having sex together will never replace or change the love, affection, and desire to have sex with our wives. . In our opinion our marriages are stronger and everyone is happy.

Now, Tony and I have two dates on our calendars for future sexual encounters and I feel certain many other dates will be added to our calendars in the future.

 

[Bi Married Male]

Wow...Terriffic story. I am a 40 year old married bi male. I am married 6 years. I love my wife and my secret cock sucking life. I cannot believe I have the best of both worlds. I only explore my urge to suck dick on my days off or when my wife goes out of town. Other than that I lead a normal straight life. I go to adult bookstores and find many other married men there who like to have their cock sucked. All the wedding bands amaze me. I am attracted only to very butch straight looking guys....I sucked a married guy off today. He let me slide my finger in his ass while he masterbated to ejaculation. I asked him not to cum in my mouth. I have a hang up about guys cuming in my mouth....Most men obey me and pull out when they get close and masterbate while I play with their balls....Then after I have had about 3 or 4 different cocks I zip up and go home as if nothing interesting happened today. My wife would divorce me if she knew....I love my life...and my wife.