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This is another exciting encounter from my past. 

I'm divorced, and live with a wonderful woman. We have a fantastic sex
life. But there is something I like that she can't give me, and that I
fantasize about often. I get excited thinking about being with a guy. 

I'm not gay. I love my girlfriend and women in general, and could
never think of a guy the way I do a woman. But I've had sex with a man
several times, and enjoyed it a lot. And it is still one of my
favorite things to fantasize about when I masturbate. 

Before I got married, my experience with men was limited to receiving
a few blowjobs through movie- booth glory holes, and the time I gave
one in return. That was back in the mid-eighties, before I met my
wife. After we were married, I was faithful to my wife. But that
didn't end my desires. I fantasized often about being with a guy
again, sucking his smooth, hard cock until he came in my mouth. I got
a couple of dildos (for my wife of course), and would use them both
while I jacked-off, one in my mouth and one in my ass. I was getting
little sex from my wife, so there were many nights I'd masturbate,
thinking about things I'd done or would like to do. 

About a year before my marriage ended, I discovered AOL. I chatted
with women, collected hot sex pictures and stories, and occasionally
I'd chat with guys in the "male for male rooms". Several guys who
lived in this area wanted to meet me. I couldn't do it while I was
still with my wife, but after I moved out, there was nothing to
prevent me from going for it. I decided that if everything were just
right, maybe I'd really do it. 

One evening online I met Dave, a guy who lived near me. We chatted for
a while, and he sent me a picture of himself. Then he gave me his
phone number. I called him, and we talked for a while. He wanted to
meet me, but I told him it would have to be another time since it was
so late. We ended up having phone sex, and it was very exciting. A few
nights later, we ran into each other online again. This time, he gave
me his address and convinced me to come over. I took a quick shower
and drove to his apartment. 

My heart was pounding with excitement and fear as he answered my knock
on his door and invited me in. He was a nice looking guy in good
shape. He could tell I was very nervous, and offered me a beer. We
talked for a little while, until I felt a little bit more at ease.
Then he sat beside me on the couch. He asked me if I was certain I
wanted to go through with it, and I told him yes. 

I didn't know what to do. I had never done this before. Not knowing
where to begin, I waited for him to take the lead. He did, by
beginning to stroke my leg, and then gently up to my crotch. I wasn't
certain how much I'd have the nerve to actually do myself, but I did
know that I wanted him to suck my cock. As I began unfastening my
pants, he stood and told me to follow him back to the bedroom.

Once in the bedroom, we resumed undressing. I couldn't believe that I
was in a guy's room, taking my clothes off to have sex with him. But
it was real, and soon we were both naked. He obviously spent time
working out, because he was in very good shape. His cock was about
average size, like mine, and was semi-hard. He moved to the foot of
the bed, and told me to lie back on the bed and get comfortable, which
I did. The excitement of where I was, and what I was doing, was
incredible.

He ran his hands up and down my legs and thighs for a few moments then
gently nudged my legs apart to kneel between them. His caresses moved
to my balls, then my already hard cock, which he gripped gently in one
hand. He stroked my shaft, and rubbed his thumb over the glans,
examining it closely. Then, apparently satisfied that I was clean, he
leaned closer and put my dick into his mouth. 

It felt wonderful as he began sucking and licking my hard-on, while
playing with my balls. He knew exactly what to do to give me maximum
pleasure, and I groaned softly in appreciation. His tongue never
stopped rubbing back and forth over my dick as he sucked the whole
thing into his mouth and throat. 

He was obviously experienced, because he sucked me until just before I
was going to cum, then stopped. He moved his body up closer to me
until his now hard cock pressed against my crotch, and began a fucking
motion, as if he was in my ass. He shifted upward and pressed tighter,
which caused his hot shaft to rub against my balls as he dry humped
me. Bending over, he nibbled, then sucked on one of my nipples, and
then the other. Then he licked his way back down to my throbbing meat
and sucked it some more.  

Everything he did felt great, but he was very careful not to make me
cum. Between times of sucking my cock, he rubbed his dick up and down
against my crotch in a fucking motion, as if I was a girl and he was
fucking me. And I was very much in the female role---on my back with
my legs spread, and him thrusting between my thighs. Our roles were
even more pronounced as he moved up and lay on top of me, pressing his
hard-on against mine. He resumed the fucking motion, his cock rubbing
hard against mine. I had never even imagined being in such a position,
and I remember thinking that this was what a woman feels when she is
with a guy. His hard body was against mine, and he nuzzled my neck as
I held him. The friction of his cock against mine got me closer and
closer to orgasm, but once again, he stopped before I could climax. 

He moved from between my legs, to my left side, where he knelt and
continued stroking my dick. This allowed me to reach his hard-on, so I
wrapped my hand around the firm, hot shaft. I was very excited, and
moved my hand back and forth, marveling at how it felt to be playing
with another man's dick. I rubbed my thumb across the tip, and smeared
the large drop of pre-cum that had formed there over the spongy head
of his beautiful erection. 

He inched a little higher, sliding closer to my face, and I knew what
he wanted. Without another thought, I moved over and put him into my
mouth. At long last, I had a real cock in my mouth, not a pretend one,
and not just in fantasy. I could feel and taste it for real, and I
loved it! His dick was hot and hard, but the skin was soft and smooth
at the same time. The taste of his cock and the excitement of what I
was doing were incredible! I sucked and licked, rubbing my tongue back
and forth along the underside of the smooth, hot, pole, and moved to
take it deeper. I could feel the head in the back of my mouth and
trying to push into my throat. It was great!

As I continued sucking eagerly on his hot meat, he bent over and put
my cock back into his mouth again. I was being sucked, and was sucking
a cock at the same time! We stayed like this for a few moments, and
then he shifted to lift his leg over my head, straddling my face in a
true 69 position with him on top of me. This pushed his whole dick
into my mouth and down into my throat. I held on to his hips and
sucked as best I could with my mouth so full. The excitement of the
situation, and the wonderful feeling of him sucking my cock, had me
ready to cum in no time. I didn't want it to end so soon, so I told
him that if we continued like we were for much longer, I would cum. 

He crawled off of me and walked over to a dresser. He picked up a jar
of some type of lubricant and came back to bed, resuming his position
between my legs. Taking some of the jelly into his hand, he applied it
to my dick and began sliding his hand tightly up and down my rock hard
cock. I was kind of disappointed, because I knew that this meant he
was finished giving me the oral pleasure I loved so much, but the
slick handjob felt wonderful, too. 

After a couple of minutes of this, he lifted my hips and began
touching my asshole. I had known from his earlier actions that he
wanted to put his cock into my ass so he could fuck me, but I had
never done that, and it wasn't what I had gone there for. I wanted to
come in his mouth, or even better, to come while he shot off in my
mouth. I told him that I knew what he wanted, but this wasn't the time
for that. 

He ignored me, and continued. He even lifted my ass enough for him to
bend down far enough to touch my asshole with his hot, wet tongue for
a moment. Then he put his lubricated finger down to the hole and
started to work it carefully into my ass. He applied more lube to his
other hand, and resumed jacking me off while he slid his slippery
finger ever deeper into my virgin ass. This felt really good, and I
told him so. He continued fingering my ass, and was soon sliding his
whole finger in and out of my tight hole.

I still hadn't given up on the idea of sucking him off, but he wanted
something else. While he stroked, he asked if he could fuck me. I told
him again that this wasn't a good time for that, trying to dissuade
him. He was persistent, and asked me again. I didn't answer. He was
getting me hotter and hotter with his skillful handjob, and when he
asked me still again, I gave in. 

He immediately got out of bed and went into the bathroom. He returned
with a condom, and kneeling back between my legs, opened the packet
and removed the rubber. He put a little lubricant onto his cock, and
rolled the skin down the shaft. I couldn't believe that I was lying
there, watching a guy put on a condom so he could fuck my ass. 

When he was ready, he spread my legs farther, and lifted my ass to
allow him to get into position. He placed the tip of his big, hard
cock at my asshole and tried to push it in. I wasn't quite at the
right angle for him, and he lifted my hips a little more. He told me
to put my feet against his chest to help hold me up, and I did. He
moved forward once more, and I felt his cock pushing at my asshole
again. This time, I could feel my asshole being forced open by the
head of his hard dick. He told me to push out as he pushed in, and I
complied, helping to open my hole for him. Thanks to his preparation,
and his gentle pressure, there was no pain as he slowly and carefully
pushed his dick into my ass. 

The feeling was incredible. My asshole was stretched tight around his
hard cock as he slid it into me. I loved the feeling of his dick as it
plugged my ass, sliding deeper and deeper into my butt. One last push
and he was all the way inside of me. Hitting bottom, he stopped and
asked if I was OK. I told him I was, and he asked if it felt good. I
replied that it felt very good. 

I expected him to start thrusting into my ass, but he didn't. Instead,
he gripped my hard cock with his lubricated hand and resumed jacking
me off. He was more concerned with me enjoying this than he was his
own pleasure. It felt wonderful, and combined with my excitement, I
approached orgasm very rapidly. I expected him to stop before I came,
as he had before, but he didn't. His hand felt so good, and I was so
hot, that within just a minute or two, I exploded in ecstasy. With a
moan and a yell, I came with such intensity that cum sprayed all over
me, some of it even landing on my face. He milked my cock for every
drop, giving me the most pleasure he possibly could. 

When I came down from my orgasm, he withdrew from my ass and smiled at
me. He asked if it had felt good. I told him that it had truly felt
awesome. He said that he could tell it had, because I had come so
hard. He moved to the other side of the bed, and stretched out. I was
beginning to feel guilty for doing something so naughty, and asked him
if he minded if I left right away. He said that he didn't, and that I
shouldn't feel guilty for doing something I enjoyed so much. I dressed
quickly as he watched. He said that he hoped to hear from me again,
and I responded that I would stay in touch. He was lying there on the
bed when I left his apartment. 

I've chatted with him a few times online since then, and he has asked
to see me again. But since then, my girlfriend has moved in with me,
and I would be cheating on her if I visited him again. He has left the
invitation open if I ever change my mind. I think about it so often,
and want it so much, that I suspect that one day, I'll give in to my
desires and see him again. I know I owe him one….




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