Date: Thu, 06 May 1999 05:49:30 -0500
From: Thomas Denny <tdenny@gte.net>
Subject: "Glad To See You Again"

			   GLAD TO SEE YOU AGAIN
				    By
			       Thomas Denny

      Pete and Joe had been friends for a long time. They didn't get a
chance to see each other as often as they would have liked. But that was
going to change.  Pete had been transferred to the same town where Joe
lived. When Pete had called Joe to tell him the good news Joe was as
excited as he good be. Joe had been divorced for a year now and needed a
friend to cheer him up. He had only been married for six months. His wife
told him that she didn't think they would ever be able to get along. Joe
thought she had been the one that wasn't trying to get along with
him. However, after they divorced he started thinking that she was right
and he had been the problem.

      After his divorce Joe hadn't dated much. And it had been awhile since
he had any sexual relations. Moreover, that included his wife. He didn't
know what was wrong he just didn't have the desire to meet any women.
That's why he was so excited when Pete told him he was moving. They had a
lot of fun together when they were in high school. In fact they had been
together so much people were always asking them, jokingly of course, if
they were queers. However, everybody knew they weren't because they were
rumored to have been with almost any girl they wanted. Trouble was that
wasn't true they really hadn't had many dates.

      Pete was happier than Joe about being able to see him more often
was. Pete had never been married. He knew he was probably gay. Maybe he
even liked men and women. He still got those feelings when he saw a woman
dressed in a bathing suit or something sexy. Although he had never been
with another man he had done a lot of thinking about what it would be like.
Even in high school he had known but had never told anyone even Joe. Pete
did have one little bad habit, as he liked to call it. Since he was in
junior high he had always liked to wear tights and leotards. Every chance
he got he would wear them. Never out in public or

anything like that. Though he did wear tights under his pants sometimes we
he went out. That was his one sexual escape. It was always a sure way to
release his tension when he felt the tights and leotard next to his skin
and pulling tight on his crotch.

      Pete didn't think Joe knew about his fetish. Joe had seen him wear a
pair of tights a couple of times. They were hunting at the time and Pete
told him he wore them just to keep his legs warm. Joe had even worn a pair
once on a hunting trip after that. He didn't tell Pete but they had felt
good on his legs, too.  However, they had never mentioned wearing them
again after that.

      Joe had been waiting all morning for Pete to arrive at his house.  He
started drinking beer about eight that morning and hadn't stopped.  Finally
he looked out the window and saw Pete's corvette pull up in the driveway.
His furniture was arriving the next day. Joe was letting him put his
furniture in his garage until he found a place. Joe ran out to the car and
hugged Pete before he had even gotten completely out of the car. Before
long they were in the house drinking beer and talking about old times,
getting really drunk.

      They talked for hours about old times, old friends, and anything else
that would make them laugh. Pete asked Joe about his marriage. Joe told him
everything he could. He told him he must have been getting old because he
and his ex-wife hadn't had sex since the second month they had been
married.  Pete told him he was sorry but he quickly changed the subject
when he thought about how long it had been since he had any kind of sex. He
remembered he had to use the bathroom and got up and excused himself. When
he had finished he stood in front of the bathroom mirror and looked at the
white tights he had on under his pants. He pulled his pants down to his
knees and pulled the tights up because they had started to sag down his
ankles. He wondered why you never saw women reaching down and pulling up
their tights when they started to slip down. Even when they exercised, he
thought, it seemed like they never had to pull them up.  Back to reality he
reminded himself. He must really be getting drunk if that's all he had to
think about.

      When Pete made it back to the living room Joe was trying to get off
the couch, but he was having trouble. He looked at Pete and asked him to
help him get up. He confessed to Pete that he was pretty drunk and didn't
know how much longer he could last. Pete just laughed at him and helped him
up. Joe asked him to help him walk to the bathroom. After he had finished
in the bathroom Joe had Pete help him to his bedroom. He was so drunk he
was going to pass out, he told Pete. He was right as soon as he touched the
bed he passed right out. It was dark out now so Pete went out to his car
and got his suitcases out and took them to his bedroom.

      He was feeling pretty lightheaded himself but he still felt like
drinking more beer. He went back out to the living room and sat down on the
couch and turned the television on. True to his luck there was a show on
where the three female stars were in a gym exercising. And of course they
were dressed in tights and leotards. The longer he watched them prancing
around the more he thought about sex. He knew Joe would be out for the rest
of the night so he thought it would be safe to take his pants off and sit
around in his tights.  Besides it was dark in the room even if Joe woke up
he probably wouldn't be able to tell what he had on.

      He spent the next hour watching the three girls on television and
drinking more beer. When the show was over he didn't know what to do. He
knew he couldn't drink any more. He decided to go to bed. Pete stopped by
Joe's room to check on him. He was still lying there in the same position
that Pete had left him. Pete decided to at least take Joe's jeans off so he
would be more comfortable. When he got Joe's jeans down to his ankles he
finally noticed that he wasn't wearing normal underwear, he had on a pair
of briefs like the kind cheerleaders where under the uniforms. Things were
looking up Pete thought. He went on and took Joe's shirt off and stared at
him for a minute. He was becoming aroused looking at Joe lying there.

      Pete went to his bedroom and opened one of his suitcases. He rummaged
through it until he pulled a white leotard out that matched his tights.  He
took his shirt off and put the leotard on over the tights and staggered
back to Joe's room. He really didn't know what he was going to do but he
wanted to do something. Since Joe was passed out maybe he could play around
and Joe would never know it. He slowly sat down next to Joe on the bed and
slid the briefs off of him. Pete could feel his crotch starting to twitch
after he had undressed Joe. He lay there for a minute squeezing his thighs
together putting pressure on his crotch. That was the way he usually had
sex with himself.

      He leaned his head down close to Joe's penis and softly blew on it to
see if Joe would wake up. Of course he didn't. Pete took his hand and
wrapped it around the head of Joe's penis and rubbed. He felt Joe's penis
move just a little. He moved his hand down to the base and moved his hand
up and down until he was sure Joe was going to respond. He did, within a
few minutes Joe was growing to full size. Pete moved his hand away and put
his mouth over Joe's cock, which was still getting bigger. He licked and
sucked Joe until he thought Joe would never do anything. Suddenly he felt
Joe's penis start to spasm. As soon as he felt that he moved his mouth up
and down his shaft faster until Joe was squirting his juice down Pete's
throat. At first Pete thought he was going to throw up but that went away
fast and he started swallowing faster until there was no more to
swallow. He squeezed the head of Joe's penis trying to get more out but
couldn't so he gave up. So that's what it feels like to swallow sperm, he
said to himself. Not bad for the first time. To bad Joe wasn't awake to
enjoy it.

      Pete must have gotten more excited than he thought because he felt
that feeling in his crotch. He started shooting all his own juices into his
own tights. That was the best orgasm he had in a long time. Being wet and
sticky in his own crotch just added to that erotic feeling. He sat there
for awhile and decided what to do next. Since he liked to see men dressed
in tights and leotards he thought he would try to put some on Joe. He went
through Joe's dresser drawers until he found what he was looking for. Since
Joe had on a pair of women's brief, maybe he had some more goodies hidden
away. And he did.

      Pete slowly worked a pair of tights on Joe's legs. Then he pulled the
leotard up into place. It had a snap crotch so it wouldn't be that hard to
get to Joe later. He went back to his bedroom and got his camera out of his
suitcase. It was just one of those cheap instant kind but it would do the
trick.  He took a whole roll of pictures posing Joe in different
positions. He was happy to see all of them came out good. He took his own
leotard off and rolled Joe on his stomach. He got on top of Joe and put his
penis down between Joe's legs right by his butt. He pushed and pulled in
and out between Joe's legs until he almost shot off. He quit just in
time. Rolling Joe back over on his back he started licking and sucking Joe
through the tights.

      He kept that up until Joe crotch was bulging then he unsnapped the
crotch of the leotard and pulled down his tights. He didn't know a person
that was passed out could get such an erection. Pete pulled the wrapper of
a condom and put it on Joe. He found some Vaseline in the bathroom and put
it all over the condom and around his butt hole. Then he straddled Joe and
tried to sit down on Joe's penis. It hurt like hell when he first tried to
guide it in his hole. He stuck his own finger in first to try to make Joe
slide in easier. It took awhile but he finally slid Joe's penis in. Pete
moved his body up and down Joe's shaft until it didn't hurt as much. In
fact, Pete realized with pleasure, that it really felt good. He let all of
his weight push Joe in all the way to the end of Joe's shaft. He didn't
move for a minute feeling Joe inside of him.

      Pete tried to move his butt up and down like women he had seen in
movies.  But he couldn't keep it going without getting tired. He had to
rest after several minutes. He stopped for a minute. Then he felt Joe
sliding deeper into him. Pete thought that it was just his weight pushing
him further down.  Then he heard Joe breathing harder. All of the sudden
Joe was moving his hips up and down so fast that he thought he was going to
get bucked off. So this is what it's like to get screwed, Pete was
thinking. It felt pretty good. He looked down and saw his own penis was
rock hard then he felt himself on the edge of orgasm.

      He felt Joe's penis take one last deep thrust inside of him then he
felt the unmistakable spasm of ejaculation. Joe shot off like he would
never be through. Pete started shooting off right after he felt Joe
begin. They both started bucking around about the same time. Pete didn't
want to turn around and face Joe. Pete felt Joe growing soft inside him so
he pulled his butt up and off Joe. It was like neither one of them knew
what to do or say. Pete just sat there, his butt was sore as hell but it
was a good sore. Joe finally managed to sit up and looked at Pete. Then he
saw the pictures of himself on the bed. He looked at them and smiled. Even
though he was still seeing double they looked sexy to him. He moved around
in front of Pete and reached down and pulled the rubber of his penis and
threw it on the floor.

      Joe reached down and wiped his penis off with his fingers and stuck
his hand in his mouth and sucked everything off his fingers. Then he leaned
over Pete and put his mouth over Pete's penis and licked him clean of all
his juices and then licked the sperm that had landed on Pete's tights that
were still pulled above his knees. All Pete could hear Joe say before he
buried his head in his crotch was that he was sure glad Pete had moved.