Date: Thu, 7 Apr 2011 04:37:56 -0600
From: j p <utahguy32@gmail.com>
Subject: Strange How Things Happen

Disclaimer:  This is a true story, and none of the names have been changed
since all participants are now deceased, except for me.  Took place in the
1950's.

			 Strange How Things Happen

     During, and after high school, I was working as an apprentice and gofer
for two commercial artists.  They occupied office space adjacent to a
business which sold and repaired offset printing presses.  There were three
men working there.

     There was a lot of wine drinking, classical music, and great
camaraderie among the number of men involved in both operations. In the
printer store was Bill, who was late 30's and married to a girl from
England, whom he had met during WWII, while he was in the Army.  Randy, who
was the owner, about 50 years old and married forever it seems, and could
ruin a joke without trying.  Jim who was a printer by trade, about 34,
married right out of high school, as I did.  In the artists office were
Howard, also a WWII veteran and married to a nurse who worked in the same
building.  Andre, very British, near 40, and was going to be a movie star,
he was not married.

     As stated, there was a lot of wine drinking and a lot of loose talk
from time to time.  I never really noticed much of the talk being taken to
heart until one night Jim came to my home to visit.  We adjourned to my
basement office while my wife stayed upstairs.

     I should add here, having had a lengthy discussion with my bride-to-be,
regarding my bisexuality and if having an occasional fling with a man would
be a problem, we would not marry....she agreed to it so long as I did not
embarrass nor humiliate her in any way.

     During the course of Jim's visit, we were having a beer and talking of
a variety of things, when out of the blue, he asked, "Would you mind if I
sucked your cock?"  To say I was startled is putting it mildly.  I asked,
"Are you sure you have the right guy?"  He said, "I think so, based on a
lot of things you have said at work."  He explained he had asked Howard if
he thought I was a queer and Howard told him, he didn't think so as I had
never tried anything with him.

    But Jim decided he was going to try.  And, he succeeded.  We talked
about it a few minutes as he reached over and started to rub my cock through
my zipped pants.  It felt good to be touched.  He then proceeded to unzip my
fly and undo the belt and pull out my now hard cock.

     He apologized saying he had never done this before but he really wanted
it.  He started stroking me, and leaning in for a taste, more stroking and
finally took the head of my hard cock in his mouth and his tongue became
animated, buzzing around, tasting, penetrating the slit.  Eventually he took
it in his mouth.  He couldn't do all of my 7 inches, but he did an admirable
job on at least 4 inches.  He paused to savor the taste I guess, and then
slowly started to move up and down on my cock.

     I asked him to hold up for a couple minutes, went into the bathroom,
did a quick douche, fed in some KY, and came back out.  Told him if he
really wanted to enjoy me, try this.  He had undone his pants and was
playing with his cock, while I was out of the room.  There is a saying that
everyone has a double on this earth, well physically he was not a double,
but to my amazement his cock was.

     I swung my leg over his lap.  Reached between my legs and guided his
cock to my, now hungry to be fucked, hole.

     No hesitation, I rubbed the head against my opening to catch some of
the lube and then sat down HARD !  Explosions went off in my head, my
stomach, my heart as he reached so deep and with his eyes staring, he
started to rant and rave, " Oh my God, it's sooo tight, it's sooo hot, I
have never felt anything so wonderful in my life."  Sadly, while he was
describing the sensations, he came.  But, I did have the knowledge now of
how it would feel to have my own cock fucking my ass in the wildest of
dreams.

     After he had emptied his ball sac into my hungry ass, he still wanted
to suck my cock.  Being the generous guy I am, I let him suck me to
completion and had to compliment his efforts, he not only held it in his
mouth, but swallowed his first, of many, mouthfuls of cum.

     He was so impressed, he had to share with all the other guys what a
magnificent, horny fuck I was.  Embarrassed ? NO, since now all wanted to
try it except for Randy.   For the next year I had almost more than I could
handle.  Bill was the most fun, he had a magnificent cock.  Should have been
a porn star and he loved me sitting on his lap, him deep inside me as he
sucked my nipples and nibbled on my lips.  He could almost touch my heart
when he drove it deep.  Howard had about 6 inch and pencil thin.  I don't
know how he ever got much out of it with his wife or me, but apparently I
was tight enough for him to get off.   Andre was a prince of a guy.  To be
thanked for a "grand and glorious" arse welcoming his willy.  He was also
about 7 inches and fairly thick, but had more cum than one could swallow, so
much got soaked up with tissue. Late Friday afternoons I would usually end
up fucking and sucking till everyone of them was dry and head home with an
ass and stomach filled with so much cum, you could smell it on me from a
mile away.

     Eventually Howard died, Bill moved back to England with his wife. Andre
moved off somewhere to become the movie star, he never made it.

     Jim, got divorced and moved into an apartment next to a high school...
hmmmm wonder why.  He did have a problem tho with booze.  Eventually he
died of alcoholism, the last 5 years he was alive, his cock was basically
useless except for the times I'd have him give me a golden shower.  We
stayed together as fuck friends for over 30 years.

     It was a truly good time in my life.  As to the bisexual part, I had my
wife and a couple girlfriends, too !  But those are another story.