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.