Article 112346 of alt.sex.stories: From: curjim@usa.pipeline.com(Curjim) Subject: Good Neighbors (bi, mmf) Date: 7 Dec 1995 14:56:35 GMT GOOD NEIGHBORS Penthouse Variations, Feb 84 My wife and I have lived in an apartment complex in the suburbs for several years now. In that time we have become friendly with many of our neighbors, couples as well as single men and single women. One guy in particular became a close friend of mine and gave me my first bisexual experience. Gary and I shared an interest in sports and home improvement projects. As our friendship grew and we became more comfortable around each other, we became less inhibited in our dress when we were together. In fact, I'd often go to his apartment and find him puttering around in the nude. Neither one of us thought anything about it. We would often run together and then return to his apartment to shower, following which wed sit around in the nude and talk about this and that over several beers, and just hang out. Much of our talk revolved around women and, much to my surprise, I often found my penis swelling and my heart beating faster when Gary spoke about his sexual conquests. This embarrassed me, and I tried to conceal my arousal, but I soon realized that Gary had the same problem. His cock would thicken and loll on his thigh as we chatted, but unlike me, he made no attempt to conceal his excitement. Curiosity eventually overcame my embarrassment, and I started looking forward to those times when Gary and I were together and talking about sex. I wanted to see his good-looking penis thickening and lengthening before my eyes. One Saturday morning, Gary telephoned and asked if I'd help him with a ceiling repair job he was doing. Since my wife was gone for the day and I had no plans, I told Gary I'd be right over. Arriving at his apartment, I noticed some photographs he had taken of his pretty girlfriend, who had posed for him, clothed and in the nude, in a variety of erotic positions. Looking at the pictures made me horny and Gary, realizing this, smiled and suggested that my wife and I get together with him and Pam, his girlfriend, for a foursome. The thought intrigued me more than a little. My job was to hold Gary's rickety stepladder while he repaired an old water stain on the ceiling. He was wearing a loose-fitting T- shirt and a baggy pair of satin gym shorts. As Gary worked and I held the ladder steady, I started fantasizing about making it with Pam and about Gary balling Sylvia, my lovely wife. It made for a delightful image, but I was immediately brought back to reality when I glanced up and realized that just inches from my face, barely concealed by his gym shorts, was Gary's limp cock. The smooth, bulbous head swayed back and forth as Gary worked, and the shaft disappeared into a dark forest above. To tease him I started telling him about my fantasy of a wild foursome. My graphic descriptions of what I envisioned soon had his cock swelling beneath his shorts. He made no attempt to disguise his arousal, even though he knew his cock was just two inches from my face. Suddenly I had an uncontrollable urge to taste Gary's cock. Without pausing to consider his possible negative reaction, I started swabbing the plum-shaped head of his growing manhood. I glanced up at Gary, who gave no indication of having felt my tongue, then continued rolling my tongue over the crown of his cock. As I licked and licked, his manhood grew until it pushed one leg of the shorts aside and sprang into full view, erect and throbbing defiantly. I started licking the underside of Gary's cock, and now he stopped working and moaned softly. Pleased by his response, I went to work in earnest. Curling my fingers around the shaft of his hard, hot cock, I licked it like it was a melting ice cream cone, my tongue swirling crazily as I bathed Gary's manhood with my saliva. With Gary breathing heavily now, I took his cock into my mouth, tightened my lips around it and started sucking it deep into my hungry throat. At this point Gary got down from the ladder. Once on the floor, he placed an arm around my shoulders and steered me toward the bathroom, with the suggestion that we both take a shower. In the shower we took turns washing each other, paying particular attention to our respective cocks. It was wonderful feeling his soapy hands massaging my genitals. After toweling ourselves dry, we went into his bedroom, where we climbed between cool satin sheets. Satin, Gary explained, really turned him on, and to demonstrate its appeal, he took one of his girlfriends satin nightgowns from the closet and rubbed it over my chest, stomach and legs. Then he moved his satin-covered hand down to my throbbing cock, and his smooth caress thrilled me to pieces. Eyes closed, I savored the feel of his hand pumping my rod, when suddenly his mouth was on my cock and the satin-covered hand was gently massaging my balls. It was the most exquisite feeling I'd ever experienced, and when I couldn't stand it anymore, I exploded in orgasm, my come spurting into Gary's mouth. He gulped down my load as if it were the most delicious thing he'd ever tasted. When I had recovered from my glorious high, Gary asked if I'd do something for him. After the pleasure he'd given me, how could I refuse? I certainly didn't intend to. He had me lie on top of him with the satin nightgown between us. Then he reached down and positioned his penis in the tight satin tunnel between my legs. As he worked his hips up and down and around, his hard-on rubbed against my balls, and before very long I had another erection. I rolled off him and started to lick and suck his cock, while caressing his hairy balls with the nightgown. When he was on the verge of coming, we quickly moved into a sixty-nine so we could suck on each others cock. We came within seconds of each other, blasting twin loads of creamy come into each others mouth. I had never swallowed semen before, and I couldn't get over how good it tasted. In the months that followed, Gary and I got together often to enjoy our bisexuality. We confined our activities to rubbing and sucking each others genitals, neither one of us being interesting in anal sex. We also enjoyed several threesomes with Pam and with Sylvia, although we never did manage a foursome. My wife loved having two men tending to her sexual needs, and she positively thrilled to the sight of Gary and me sucking each others cock. Gary moved away recently, and the likelihood of our getting together again is remote. But I will be forever grateful to him for introducing me to bisexuality and the erotic pleasures of satin. When my wife wears the satin nightgown I purchased for her, I go absolutely wild.