Date: Tue, 17 Feb 2015 19:13:32 -0600
From: jdhauthor67@gmail.com
Subject: 'My Married Friend'

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My Married Friend

	Rob returned to our office in 1998, 2 years after I had started. I
say "returned" because Rob had previously been with us, but left in 1994 to
be part of a start up that started but was soon finished. So, Rob returned
"home." I had heard about him, but I had never met him.

 	I was introduced to Rob in the hallway on his first day back. 6
foot 4 and 200 pounds, he was a 36 year old man who had been a tight end in
college. Balding and married, he was not traditionally attractive. But, he
had sparkly eyes, a bright smile, thick legs, and an easy style. And, I
soon knew he was the kindest man I had ever met. He was the kind of man who
made you feel better about yourself simply by deeming you worthy of his
friendship.

	I was quickly smitten.

	Unfortunately, Rob was as straight as straight could be. He was a
religious conservative. He had a little girl. He had a little boy on the
way. And, he was from outstate, which viewed gays as cultural terrorists.

	Despite our differences (I was an atheist, a liberal, and gay), Rob
and I bonded over sports and became fast friends. I soon started calling
him "brother," as I viewed him as the brother I always wanted but never
had. We shared a love of the Cardinals, Mizzou's Tigers, and each other. We
spent countless work hours talking. And, we played softball together every
Tuesday night and golf together most Saturday mornings.

	It did not take long for me to realize I wanted to seduce him. When
I picked him up for golf, I often held his hand as we drove to the
course. I do not think Rob liked it. But, he tolerated it, often with a
chuckle.

	At my urging, we had recurring "I get to blow you" bets. In almost
all of them, it was "if I win, I get to blow you, if I lose, I have to blow
you." Again, Rob tolerated me, often with a chuckle.

When the bet was settled, I would immediately raise the issue of
collecting. Rob dismissed me with a "yeah, right" or "whatever." I kept
track of how many blow jobs I "owed" him. It built to a good number.

	 Rob knew what I wanted, and he fed my desire. Figuratively, not
literally. He pretended, but then balked, notwithstanding his sexless
marriage (Rob had been married 10 years, but his wife hated his dick and
hated fucking him, so he was left to jerk his dick in the morning as he
showered, a fact he readily shared with me).

	We went to the lake for a golf weekend in September, 2011, not long
after 09/11. Rob and I were drove down a day early to play golf with each
other, before our friends arrived. On the way, we were stopping for the
night at his Uncle's lake cabin. As we drove down, I offered to pay off
some of my debt that night at the cabin. Rob said nothing.

	We left late, so we got to the cabin well after dark. After
unloading the car, we settled onto the couch to watch highlights of the
Cardinals' game. Out of the blue, Rob asked "did you bring any porn?" When
I responded "no," Rob replied only "okay."

	We watched ESPN quietly for awhile. Then, Rob announced he was
going to bed. As he walked toward the bedroom, he pulled off his T-shirt
and his boxers, leaving me a full view of his naked ass. Rob had told me he
slept naked, but I did not expect him to do it here, with me in the bed
next to him. I certainly did not expect the ass exhibition. I soon went to
bathroom and jacked off to the vision of his muscled back and naked
ass. Both were great, still firm and ripped from his football days.

	As we drove the next morning to our weekend location, Rob offered
"if you are going to seduce me, you are going to need porn to do it." I
responded "I thought your striptease last night was your attempt at a
seduction." When Rob chuckled and replied, "maybe it was," the words hung
in the air, neither of us claiming them. We drove on in silence, as I
wondered what was going on.

	Rob and I were next to each other at dinner that night. Rob was not
a tee totaler, but I had never seen him drink more than one or two
beers. That night, he drank more than one or two. By the time dessert was
over, Rob was a little drunk.

	As we walked out, Rob asked if I wanted to go to his room to watch
highlights of the Cardinals game. I was idiotic, but not an idiot. I
immediately agreed. We grabbed four beers apiece and headed back to his
room.

	In Rob's room, he reclined on one bed, and I reclined on the
other. When the ESPN highlights had fully run their course for the second
time, Rob silently grabbed the remote and started surfing. To my surprise,
he settled on a porn channel.

	"Do you mind?"

	"No, not at all." Again, I was idiotic, but not an idiot.

	As we watched a man fuck a woman on a bus, Rob asked "does this do
anything for you?" I responded that straight porn was fine with me, as it
showed a lot of dick. I then told him that I found what we were watching to
be incredibly arousing.

	Rob responded "Me, too. In fact, I am uncomfortable."

	My mouth was dry as shit. I wanted to ask why, but I could not
muster those three letters. Finally, I eked out "Because you are aroused,
or because you are watching porn with me?"

	"Probably a little bit of both."

"Feel free to do something about the former."

"I think I will." With that, Rob unbuttoned and unzipped his khakis,
freeing his hard dick a little.

	I was vexed. I wanted to act, but the prospect of action terrified
me. I did not know what to do. So, I did nothing.

	Rob filled the void, reaching into his khakis and grabbing his dick
with his right hand. Slowly, he stared to rub himself through his boxer
briefs.

	I took a long swig of my Budweiser as I watched Rob rub his
bulge. Finally, I mustered the courage to ask "You want me to help you with
that?"

	Rob did not respond immediately. After a moment, he said "I am not
sure that's such a good idea."

	I tried to allay his concerns. "If you are worried I will think
this will mean more than it does, don't be. I know the lay of the land."

	Rob did not say anything in response. But, I took the fact that he
was still rubbing his bulge as at least the hint of a possibility. Then, he
offered "I appreciate that, but I still don't think it's such a good idea."
After a long pause, he added "But, I also am having a hard time passing it
up."

	With that, Rob stood up and let his khakis fall to the floor. Then,
he pulled his boxer briefs down to his ankles and stopped out of
them. Finally, he pulled his shirt over his head, leaving him naked and
hard in front of me.

	His dick was perfect. It stuck straight out. It was thick and long
and had a perfect bell-shaped head. It seems odd to say, but I thought it
was beautiful. His bush could stand some attention, but his dick was
awesome.

	My mouth was still bone dry as Rob sat back down on his bed, his
back against the headboard, his hard dick standing up and leaning to the
left. It was clearly my move. I took another big swig of my Budweiser,
stood up, and moved to his bed. He moved his left foot to the floor,
freeing the space between his legs. I sat down in front of him, looked him
over, and asked "What do you want me to do?"

	"I am not sure."

	"Can I kiss you?"

	"I don't think so."

	"Can I lick your nipples?"

	Softly, "I think so."

	With that, I lowered my lips to the left nipple of Rob's hairy
chest. I flicked it with my tongue before taking it into my mouth. Rob
twitched. I sucked and licked as I held onto his sides. Rob twitched some
more. I moved to his right nipple, sucking it harder than I had sucked the
left. Rob moaned.

	As I sucked Rob's right nipple, I moved my left hand to his crotch,
lightly tickling his side as I did. I then lightly tickled his thighs and
balls. As I did, Rob raised his legs, exposing his taint. I gently tickled
and rubbed Rob's taint. Rob moaned again and then pushed my head toward his
dick with his right hand.

	I followed his lead, kissing and licking his hairy chest and
stomach as I moved down his body. He moved his left leg back onto the bed,
spread his legs wide, and bent his knees, raising them toward his chest.

Before sucking him, I took another swig of my Budweiser to lubricate my dry
mouth. Then, I lowered myself onto Rob's thick, 7+ inch dick until my face
was buried in his unkempt bush. Experienced, I swallowed him whole, then I
waited for him to force me to move.

	It was not long before Rob drew backward, pulling part of his dick
out of my mouth. I immediately plunged back down. Rob gasped as I again
swallowed his whole dick.

	I started to suck him, adding my left hand to his thick shaft as an
extension of my mouth. Before long, Rob was rising to meet my mouth in
perfect rhythm.

	Unexpectedly fulfilling a fantasy, I want to make this last as long
as I could. But, I could not slow myself down. I sucked harder and faster.

	I could tell Rob was about to nut. As he got closer, I moved my
right hand from his balls toward his asshole. As I circled his anus with my
right forefinger, he did not resist. So, I moved my finger to my mouth,
soaked it, and slid it into Rob's hairy asshole as I continued to suck his
dick.

	Rob bucked and moaned as I finger fucked him. As soon as I found
his prostate, I heard a ragged "oh God, I am going to come, I am going to
come" as his orgasm started, and he unloaded a huge load into my
throat. His cum was strong. Some spilled out. I licked what I could off his
dick and then took the whole thing back into my mouth.

	I did not want to let loose of Rob's dick, so I sucked it until he
forced me to stop. At the same time, I pulled my finger out of his ass.

	I pulled myself up. Rob sat up. Our faces were inches apart. I
moved to kiss him. Despite his earlier protest, he moved to kiss me
back. As our lips met, our mouths opened. Our tongues touched. I kissed Rob
as deeply as I could. He kissed me back, just as deeply. I felt like I was
floating. I am sure he tasted himself on me.

	Rob broke the kiss. "Do you want me to reciprocate?"

	I was gobsmacked. Was Rob actually offering to suck my dick?
Instinctively, I responded "you do not have to do that."

	"I think I could."

	"Totally not necessary."

	"Don't you want to get off?"

	"Yes, but I can take care of myself."

	"Why don't you fuck me?"

	"What?"

	"I liked your finger in my ass. So, why don't you try fucking me."

	I was totally unprepared for that, mentally and in other ways. "I
don't have a condom."

	"I do. They're in the bathroom."

	With that, Rob got up and walked to the bathroom. He returned with
a condom and a tube of lube, which confirmed to me that tonight was not a
spontaneous act.

I stood and stepped out of my pants. Rob handed me the condom and laid face
down on the bed. I ripped open the condom, and I slipped it onto my
dick. With the anticipation of fucking Paul, the act of slipping the condom
on was almost enough to send me over the edge. I grabbed the tube, lubed my
dick, and then reached down to lube Rob's asshole. Then I stopped
myself. His football ass looked so good, I wanted to taste it. So, instead
of lubing him, I said "spread your legs." He did, and I lowered my tongue
to his hole. When I first licked him, Rob clenched. "What are you doing?"

"Eating your ass. Do you want me to stop?"

"I don't know. I don't think so."

With that, I started eating in earnest. As I did, he pushed back against
me. I opened his hole and lapped my tongue around the edges. He
shuddered. I inserted my tongue and started to tongue fuck him.

"Oh my God . . . Oh my God."

I slid my index finger back into Rob and worked it around, searching again
for his prostate. When I found it, Rob let out a long, deep, gutteral moan.

I thought he was ready. Even if not, I was. I was about to burst.

"This will hurt at first. Let me know if I need to stop."

"Okay."

With that, I put my knees to Rob's thighs and pushed my dick at his
asshole. I got nowhere.

"Take deep breaths. And, try to relax."

As my head pushed in, Rob tensed. "Stop for a second."

I massage his ass cheeks, lower back, and sides. He exhaled.

"You okay?"

"Yeah. I think you can go a little deeper now."

It was not the nice thing to do, but I could not control my dick at this
point. My head was the biggest part of my dick anyway, so I forced the rest
of it in. Rob sucked in a big breath and grunted "stop."

"I'm sorry, Rob. You want me to pull out?"

"No, just hold it right there for a second. Don't move. I need to catch my
breath."

I held perfectly still and looked down. Seeing my dick buried in Rob's ass
was almost too much. I felt my balls clench.

He gave me permission. "Please go slow."

I pulled back very slowly, paused, and then slid back just as slowly. As I
kept my glacial pace up, I felt the tension in Rob's ass release. He was
relaxing, so I sped up. Before long, I had my hands on his hips and was
fucking him.

	As I quickened my pace and felt my orgasm approaching, Rob told me
to stop for a second.

"Am I hurting you?"

"No, I want to turn over so I can watch as you come."

I pulled out, and Rob flipped over onto his back. I repositioned myself
between his legs. He raised his feet in the air, smiled at me, and I smiled
back. I put my right hand on his right hip bone, and I used my left hand to
guide my dick toward his hole.

	Rob inhaled sharply as I slid back into him. When I was all the way
in, I lowered my face and sucked each of his nipples. As I did, Rob grabbed
my ass and tried to tried force me deeper into him.

	"Fuck me."

	I did. Quickly, we were in perfect rhythm, with Rob's ass meeting
my thrusts. As I got closer, I started to sweat, as did Rob. Before long,
we were both covered with it. When Rob dug his hands into my ass, I lowered
my face to his and exploded inside the condom wrapped around my dick.

	As I did, Rob announced "oh god, I'm close." Taking the cue, I
pulled out of Rob and took his dick into my mouth again. Almost
immediately, Rob unloaded. I gulped down each volley, devouring Rob's seed
as he pumped his dick into my mouth. Full, I collapsed onto Rob's chest,
exhausted. Rob wrapped his arms around me. After awhile, I raised my head
to look at him. Rob smiled at me and pulled me to his mouth for another
deep kiss.

	When we broke, I said "I thought you did not want me to kiss you."

	"I just did a lot of things I did not think I wanted to do."

	"I'm spent."

	"Me, too."

	I stood up and started to dress.

	"You can stay here tonight, if you want."

	"You sure?"

	"I am."

	I pulled my boxers back off and climbed into bed. Rob turned off
the light, and pulled me toward his chest. He wrapped his arm around me and
kissed the back of my neck. His chest was pressed against my back. His soft
dick was pressed against my ass. Soon, we were fast asleep.

	I woke up thirsty as hell at just past 5. I was still pressed
against Rob, with his arm draped over me. I slid out from under it, and
went to the bathroom for water. When I returned, Rob was on his back, and
his soft dick lay on his thigh. There is very little I like more than
feeling a guy hardening in my mouth. So, I moved between Rob's legs and
took his soft dick into my mouth. I started to lick around the head. Rob
stirred and moved his legs apart to yield space. As I worked his dick with
my tongue, I could feel him starting to harden.

	"What time is it?"

	I pulled my mouth off his dick. "Time for you to fuck me. Hand me
the lube."

	"I'm not sure about this."

	"I am. Now, hand me the lube."

	He did. I filled my hand, then smeared Rob's knob and my ass. I
straddled him.

	"Hold your dick straight up." He did as instructed, and I lowered
myself until his head was pressing against my entrance. Experienced at
this, I offered little resistance as he entered me. I slid slowly down to
the base of his dick and just sat there, full and flush. I was teasing him,
and I knew it.

I leaned forward and placed my hands on his chest for leverage and to get a
better angle. I was about to ride his dick hard.

My movements gave him an opening, and he took it. He pulled back, and then
slammed up into me. When he pulled back again, I met him as he slammed up
into me. Quickly, we were in a rhythm, and he was fucking me as deeply as
he could. When I thought he was close, I clamped down and stopped moving.

"I'm so close."

"I know. That's why I stopped. I want this to last a little while
longer. Just lay still. Let me do the work for a bit."

I felt his orgasm ebb. I had edged him. When I thought it was safe, I
started riding his dick again, searching for my prostate. When I found it,
it was my turn to shudder.

I rode him very slowly. I felt every inch of him as he slid in and out. I
started to ride him faster. Each time his dick rubbed my prostate, a little
jolt shot threw me.

I felt his hands on my ass as he started fucking me again. We got back into
rhythm. I started to drip sweat from my chest and forehead. I felt Rob's
orgasm build as he started to pant.

"That's it. Fuck me. Fuck me as hard as you can."

He slammed into me. I started to moan as I could feel my own orgasm
approaching.

"Come inside me."

His dick throbbed as I felt him come as directed. We had not gotten a
condom, so he unloaded in my ass. Repeatedly. He clenched his stomach
muscles and raised his head as he did. I kept sliding on him, my ass now
thick with his cum. To my surprise, he grabbed my dick in his right hand
and started jerking it. I came in no time, sending my first shot onto the
headboard, my second onto his face, and my third, fourth, and fifth onto
his chest and stomach. I collapsed onto him, smearing my cum between our
chests and stomachs. I raised up and looked him in the eyes. He smiled, and
I lowered my face to his. Instead of kissing him, I licked my cum off his
cheek and ate it. He laughed as I did. He had not expected that.

	As I climbed off of him, he slipped out of me. I went to the
bathroom, let as much of him run out of me as I could, and cleaned myself
off. I then returned to the bedroom with a warm washcloth. I cleaned his
stomach and chest and then his dick.

	"We should try to get some more sleep."

I agreed. I was facing him, so I snuggled up next to his chest. He put his
hand on my side and kissed the top of my head. I rested my forehead against
his chest, took his dick in my left hand, and fell asleep.