Date: Fri, 15 Jan 2010 22:15:19 -0800 (PST)
From: TJ <nsa_top@yahoo.com>
Subject: Say what you mean - Bisexual -  Encounters

Mathew turned the corner of the block and stopped at the glass entry door.
The building was vacant, the windows were papered with the "coming soon"
business banner.  Light leaked out at the cracks between the posters and
the edges of the windows.  The sound of the season was vibrating through
the windows even though they were closed up tight.

He tugged at the bottom of the suit jacket giving it smart stiffened look.
He liked the starched military look and fit.  He felt a bit cocky as he
pulled the door open.  The building was far from empty though it was
vacant.  The shell of the future business was full of sounds of the party
under way.  Greetings came from all that he passed as he made his way to
the reception table.  Thinking he was a pretty popular guy for a patrolman
he shook hands with all the partiers stopping at the buffet table to look
over the fare.

Meats, cheeses, fruits, veggies, breads and cakes - all the goodies fit for
the holiday.  Then there was the line-up of wines, beers, sodas and water -
ah, there'll be some drinking here tonight! He thought.

Moving with his loaded up plate to the nearest table, he set down the
goodies and headed for the drink tubs.  Being a non-drinker he snatched a
bottled water and headed back to the table.  Tall tables, he thought, were
for snacking and talking and his plate full was obviously demonstrating his
hunger.  When he settled in with this food and drink it was all he could do
to nod and keep up with the cruising minglers.  The CEO spotted him and
made his way through the crowd.  Stuffing a beef satay into his mouth and
sliding the skewer out of from between his teeth, Mathew smile broadly and
stuck his hand out to greet him.

Good Evening, Mathew, he said.  They shook each other hand and there was a
quiet while Mr. Johnson let Mathew chew his last mouthful.  Great food, we
really lucked out tonight, Johnson said looking over the happy crowd eating
drinking and mingling.

Mathew noticed that Johnson was drinking a bottled water and as he picked
his up tipped it toward him and said - "salud" and took a gulp to wash the
meat down.

Johnson lifted his bottle and repeated the salutation with a big grin.  He
was always smiling.  He's a pretty nice guy to work for, you know? Mathew
thought.  The exchanged small talk for a while - work related mostly until
the conversation drifted to make up of the crowd.

Mathew commented on the number of women at the party and their appearance
of all being on the prowl for a man.  Johnson nodded and said, Oh yeah, I
know these girls are dying for some action.  And turned and looked at
Mathew - are you up for it tonight? or is the wife not going to allow that?
Closing that with a chuckle.  Mathew snorted - oh yeah, that!  huh!
Sometimes that will not be allowed - but I think my "wife" she's really my
girl friend / room mate would like to see me bring home a horny chick, ya
see, she popped it on me last week that she was interested in seeing a
chick that she met - I'm just a tool in her shed, I think.  He took a long
slow drink on the water.

Johnson's attention turned to Mathew's story and just said - tell me more.
Mathew said, not much to tell - She just wanted a hard cock on the side
when she brought her girlfriend home.  He paced in place moving his weight
from one foot to the other - looking sort of nervous.  Taking another sip
of water he blurted out - I don't drink or smoke but I like two things -
wild women and hella fast motorcycles!

Johnson asked - ya think she'd like two hard cocks? looking hard at Mathew.
He could tell he had the picture in his head.  Don't know, Mathew said.

Johnson said - well, next time you've got them all lined up, ask them and
if they do, man, that's a fantasy of mine, I need to check that off my list
- being a third or even a fourth in a group.  Hmm.  that'd be sweet.

They both laughed that dirty knowing laugh and both turned to greet the
next guest coming toward them.

It was only a few hours after Johnson had gotten home when his phone rang
and it was Mathew.  When he saw the caller I.D. he wondered if there was a
problem down the street at the complex because Mathew had told him as he
left that he was going to make his rounds and check all the doors and
windows before heading to his ranch.

Yep - Johnson blurted when the phone connected - What's up?  Hey, nothing
much, looking for that third - got home, told Anne you comments and she
told me tonight would be great - you up for some company?

I didn't know what to say but 'uh huh sure'.  it caught me be surprise
because, you know how guys talk, they stroke each other and that's it.  But
now I'm listening the details - and grunting "uh-huh"'s after every line.

Click - the phone went dead and Mathew stood there wondering what he'd just
agreed to do.  Mathew had ended the call with - and I'll come by and pick
you up.  Be ready, I'll come by in about 15 minutes.  Ok - so I needed to
get a quick shower, I still smelled like the mixer.  So I jumped up, pulled
out some sweats to wear and headed for the shower.

Thinking all the while - I've only once seen Mathew's "wife".  I knew he'd
introduced her as his Wife before.  That was weird her status changed.
Whatever.  I was soaping and scrubbing and standing in front of the mirror
when the door bell rang out.

Shit, that was fast! Or was I just being too slow?  hmm.  As I walked to
get the door in my t-shirt and shorts I was almost to the door when I
thought better of my attire.  But I hit the locks on the door and opened it
to the surprised look of Mathew as he stood there in the party suit I'd
last seen him in.

I turned and let him enter as I headed back to the bedroom.  Telling him
that I'd be ready in a minute, and to help himself to a drink if he'd like
one.

Don't drink, he responded.  Well, there's coke's and water and stuff in the
frig.

Ok. He responded - Hey, he yelled, you good with this?  I stopped what I
was doing and it was quiet.  I shouted back - good with what?  A group?
sure why not? I asked.

Well, 'cause it will be just Anne and me - Just us 3.  His voice was at the
doorway of the room and gave me a start.  I turned toward his voice.  He
was holding a bottle of water in one hand and the other hand was buried in
his suit pants.  I could tell that he was fingering his cock through the
deep pocket.  I sat down on the edge of the bed and thought about what he
was asking me.

I'm not sure what you mean.  why don't you say what you mean? I asked and
leaned back on the bed on my elbows.

Mathew as a very masculine guy, former Sheriff now owner of his own
security force and doing well under his leadership.  My company had done
him well as one of the largest contracts and we'd always had a great
relation going.

He walked over to the bed, sat down beside me and holding the bottle with
both hands he bowed his head and said "I've never been with a man with Anne
before, I'm not sure how'd that would work."

It appeared to be an awkward moment coming on us fast so I broke in and
said - well, if it makes you feel any better, I've never done that either.
I put my hand on his pant leg and gave a short squeeze and asked him - you
want to do a trial run here before we head out to see if it's in the card?
I left my hand on his thigh and as I spoke he turned and looked me in the
eye.  He was looking deeply and I could see in though blue pools half
desire and half fear.  He just nodded.  I leaned in, putting my arm around
his shoulder, I pulled him next to me.  It was the kind of hug that two
guys will give each other - shoulder to shoulder.  I gave him a little
shake and smiled, and told him to get undressed.

I went to the closet and pulled out some hangers and as he took each piece
of clothing off, I hung it up.  As I was tucking the suit coat into the
closet, I comment - you know you look smoking hot in that suit tonight. I
turned and Mathew had his suit pants held out on his extended arm.  I could
see that his tight body was wrapped in cotton briefs and t-shirt.  Then
came the dress shirt and we were both dress identically.

I waved my arm toward the bed and we both fell onto the quilt on our
shoulders.  Making our way up to the pillows, like inch worms, we both came
to rest face to face.

So, tell me where you see this going?  If Anne were here, what would she
tell us to do?  Mathew's eyes drifted down my chest to my shorts and then
back when he said - She'd tell us to strip naked.  Ok I said and I rolled
on my back pulled the t-shirt over my head and threw my legs up and slide
my briefs off dropping them at the side of bed.

Mathew was frozen at the sight - there I was in all my glory.  In a
duplicated movement but not quite as fast, Mathew dispensed of the layer of
cotton separating us.

I'm now comparing the mental image I had of my body to the now real, fit,
policeman's body lying on his side facing me.  He's bigger than average
manhood was coming alive as we gazed over each others body.

Now what?  What would Anne want us to do now?  I had a slight smile buried
deep but it was coming up while Mathew pronounced each move while he looked
over his next sex partner.

She'd want me to start.  She'd want me to make love to you like it was her.

How's that, I asked?

He moved his entire body toward me until we were touching. Putting his hand
on the nape of my neck, he pulled my lips to his and both gently and
deliberately he cocked his head and sucked my lower lip into his lips.  He
worked my mouth using his tongue and lips and slide his way to my neck and
then shoulder. Both his hands were on my shoulders and gripping with much
of his weight against me.  It was impressive how he modulated the weight as
he moved around - practically hovering around me - over me until he was
doing a hand stand on my shoulders pressing me into the bed.  He was now
directly over top of me looking down when I asked - and? breathlessly - he
moved into a wedge between my legs.  They were not closed but now they were
spread wide with Mathew on his knees crouched over top of me.  And as
though he was making a cats' craddle out of string, his knees were under my
thighs and in a moment of movement he'd positioned me into a seated
position
 in his lap.  My hard cock pointing straight up meeting his hard cock that
pressed impressively against his abs.  I looked up from appraising his new
position and in a low voice breathed - your body is so beautiful!  He
smiled said thank you and pulled me toward him for another breath stealing
kiss.  I was becoming dizzy with the motion as he held me closely and we
seemed to be swirling on the bed.  When we came to a stop, our embrace was
parted and my eyes were opening I found myself on top looking down at this
stunning man grinning up at me.

Whoa, let me catch myself, I stammered.  Come here he said, come on down
here.  I leaned forward as he wrapped his arms around my back below my arm
pits and gave me a man to man bear hug.  We feel into another passionate
kiss and Mathew wrestled me up and down his torso.  It was so erotic as
we'd become sweaty during our man-dance and we slide nicely against each
other.  His right arm left the embrace and then the other and they landed
on each side of my ass cheeks.  Mathews large rough hands caressed each
check deftly allowing his fingers to massage my hole and inner cheeks.
When finally one finger lingered and entered my sphincter.  It was slick
from the sweat and sliped in an inch or so.  I winced and arched my back
but Mathew wouldn't let me free to respond.  instead, he pulled me into a
tight embrace with his remaining arm and probed my mouth with his tongue in
matching rhythm with the probing of my ass hole. It was incredible, erotic
and
 with each tongue finger probe my body heaved in pleasure.  At first I
thought I was having a heart attack then the rolling pleasure from my
asshole to my nuts and back gave it to me hard and fast - I was cumming
with Mathew's tongue in my throat and now two fingers fucking my ass.  My
ass began to flex and grip he fingers and with each flex, Mathew held me
tighter and sucked my face into his.  His hips were grinding against mine
and our cocks were igniting from the friction.  Unwillingly, I was
convulsing toward an incredible orgasm when we both peeked.  It was the
summit of our passion.  cum was becoming the thick layer between our
bodies.  We slid more and more as we pumped out our loads each alternating
blasts on one another.

Mathew was now holding both my ass cheeks - one in each hand as we slowed
and became still.  Our faces still locked onto each other tongues exchanged
probes as we pulled free and I rolled off.

Mathew was silent for just a moment when he said- that's how she likes to
get going.  Now she likes to lick me clean.  He then reached down, like
taking a swipe on the frosting on a cake with his finger picking up a wad
of cum and reached over, presented it to my lips, and without waiting for
me to part my lips he pushed it through and into my mouth.  I was sucking
on his finger when I saw his trophy cock grow first to stand straight out
and then in a quick slap up and hit his stomach.  Mathew reached behind my
neck with his hand sticky with cum and pulled my face to his belly.  There
you go, atta boy.....would you clean that up, I've got get home.... as he
spoke he slid my face through cum to the trophy waiting...