Date: Mon, 15 Apr 2002 19:44:59 -0400
From: Frank <amysplace@attbi.com>
Subject: Learned From the Reader

I'd gotten quite a few e-mails from different guys, telling
me how much they liked these stories I'd written and had
published on the internet.  The stories are about this guy
who shares a table at lunch one day at work, with someone he
didn't know, but finds out lives close by to him and just to
keep it short, I'll say that he ends up sucking his cock and
some of his friend's cocks as well.  The stories are on this
great site called Nifty.org, a site for gay stories,
bisexual stories, stories really that encompass many
different things in an array of categories.  If you write,
you can write freely, or if you are looking to read
something that is bound only by your imagination, then this
is where you should look.  The directory of stories I'm
referring to is Karen/Dir in either the 'Friends' section,
or in the 'Interracial' section of the gay category.  Now no
more of that!

One of the e-mails I'd gotten was from this guy who told me
he could relate to the main character very well, then told
me about him and the relationship he has with two of his
friends.  After I'd read it, I couldn't stop thinking about
what he said and I found myself envying him for what he has.
He told me he has these two friends, who he's known for many
years and with whom he's done many different things, like
camping, fishing, going out for a few drinks, you name it!
In spite of the fact the 3 of them are married, they manage
to spend a lot of time together and keep everybody happy,
which isn't always easy when it comes to women!  They're
good friends and have always been good friends since they
met 20 or 30 years ago, and there's nothing unusual about
their friendship, just like any 3 guys who get along well.
Then he told me that ever since they met, he'd been sucking
their cocks!  They'd be alone together in the house, having
a few drinks and shooting the shit, then when one of them
wanted him to suck them, they'd take out their cock and tell
him and he'd go over and do it.  Nothing special!  No
fanfare, no bullshit, they liked having their cocks sucked,
he liked sucking their cocks, and they all knew it, period!
It was part of their relationship and had always been.  They
weren't reckless about it, if they were fishing and it was
safe, he'd do it!  He'd suck their cocks everywhere they
went together, so long as it was private!  Always in the
car, he told me, but only at night when they were driving on
the highway.  Laying face down across the front seat of a
car while a friend drives up the highway at night and
sucking his cock until he cums in my mouth was something I'd
done only once, but liked doing a lot, so I understood why
he said, always in the car!
What impressed me the most was the casualness of their
relationship.  Other than a little teasing sometimes, when
they'd tell him how good of a cocksucker he was while he was
sucking their cocks, or maybe tell him he sucked cock better
than their wives, they always had respect for each other and
the friendship they'd built over the years.  It was such a
great relationship and I envied him.
Like I said, I couldn't stop thinking about him and his two
friends.  Like him, I like to suck cock and would rather
suck than get sucked!  That's just the way I like it.  But
unlike him, I not only didn't have a relationship with two
friends like he has, I wasn't sucking anybody's cock at all!
The more I thought about him, the more I wanted to be in his
position; I wanted a couple of guys I could hang around with
and suck their cocks all the time too!  But you don't just
go up and tell someone you want to be their friend and suck
their cocks too!  I wish it was that easy!

I'd gone to a baseball game in town one Saturday afternoon
and when I got back to my car the traffic was so bad, that I
decided to look for a place where I could kill some time and
have a couple of drinks until it died down.  My wife wasn't
with me, she didn't feel well and told me to go ahead and
have a good time, that there'd be plenty of people around
for me to meet and not to be foolish and stay home, because
of her.  So I figured, why not have a couple!
As I was walking past this side street I saw two guys get
out of a car and go into a building, and as they were
walking through the door two or three men came out, so I
figured there must be a bar down there and headed for it.
When I opened the door and walked in I saw a man standing
behind a desk in front of me and a stairway to his left.
Music was coming from the dark room on my right, so I
figured the bar was in there, but when I started to walk
towards it the man behind the desk told me it was a private
club for members only.
"He's with me!" someone who was at the top of the stairs and
coming down yelled out.
"Pardon me sir." The man behind the desk, then said to me.
"Come on, you look thirsty!" the man said to me, as he
stepped off the stairs.  "I'm Bill."
"I'm Dan." I told him.
I followed Bill across the room to the bar, and offered to
buy him a drink.  We found two empty stools, then I began
telling him I'd been to the ball game and was looking to
kill some time, that's how I ended up here.
"I didn't know this was a private club." I told him.  "I
didn't even know it was here until I saw two guys walk in."
"We're set back, away from the noise, and we like our
privacy." Bill said to me.
I could barely see in front of me when I walked into the
room, because it was so dark, and when I sat under the
bright lights of the bar it took awhile for my eyes to
adjust before I could see.  When I looked around the room to
see what it looked like, I noticed there weren't any women
here, only men.  Then I saw two men in the far corner of the
room, sitting at a table together and suddenly one of them
disappeared!
"What kind of club do you have here?" I asked Bill.
"Private." He simply said.
"It's a men's club then?" I asked.  "A private men's club."
I then added.
"Very private." Bill smiled at me and said.  "Would you like
me to show you around?"
"Yes!  I'd love to see your club." I immediately told him,
with a bit of enthusiasm too!
It was a gay club, I was sure of it!
Bill brought me through a door at the end of the bar, which
took us into a large locker room.  As we walked in-between
the rows of lockers to the other side of the room, I saw
there was a large shower room to the left, and doors along
the wall adjacent to it on both sides.
"What's in there?" I asked Bill, pointing to the doors.
"More showers." He said.  "Private showers."
There was a hall running off the other side of the locker
room and as we approached it, I noticed there were doors all
along the left side of the wall, from the locker room to
where the hall turned right.
"What's in here?" I asked Bill, as we walked past the doors.
"Private rooms." He told me.
"For what?" I asked.
Bill hesitated for a second and I took the opportunity to
ask him if this was a gay club.
"Yes it is." He told me.  "Does that bother you?"
"No, not at all.  So what are the rooms for?" I asked.
"Follow me." He said.
Bill and I walked down the hall, turned left, then right and
walked through another door, into another hallway.  There
were doors here also, all along the left wall.
"The doors on the other side lead into a room and so do
these.  The rooms are side by side, with a wall separating
them.  There's a hole in the wall between each room, where
you can stick your cock through if you want to get sucked.
If you want to get sucked, you go into the rooms in the
other hall.  If you want to suck, you go into the rooms on
this side." Bill clearly explained to me.
"Nice!" I said, saying it so he knew I meant it and I wasn't
just joking.
Bill took me back through the door, into the hall from where
we'd come, then turned left and told me the steam room and
saunas were at the end of the hall.  I followed him into
another room, then he pointed to the door on our left, and
told me the steam room was in there.  I walked over and
looked through the glass window in the door, but I couldn't
see anything, so I opened the door and took a step inside to
look around.   There were two rows of benches along the
sides and back of the walls, one low, the other up higher.
There were men sitting around the room, none of whom paid
any attention to me at all, so I stepped back and closed the
door.
"It's pretty big!" I said to Bill, after closing the door.
"Is it for members only?" I asked.
"Want to take a steam bath?" he said to me.  "Come on, I'll
get you a towel." He said, before I had a chance to answer.
Bill got me a towel and an empty locker, then told me one of
the rules they had about the steam room.  I thanked him for
his info, then he left for the bar and I for the steam room.
I hung my towel on the hooks they had on the wall, just
outside the steam room, then I went inside.  I walked into
the steam room, and I immediately went to the far wall and
sat on the lower bench, because of what Bill had told me.
There were four men sitting along the benches to my right,
two on the upper bench and two on the lower one, and there
was no one on my left.  None of them paid me any attention,
it was as if I wasn't there at all, and I did my best to
keep my eyes off of them as well.  After a few minutes I
began to think I should leave and when I'd almost convinced
myself I was going to, a man came into the room and sat on
the upper bench to my left.  I knew I was going to get up
now, but in the few seconds before I did, I thought about
that guy and his two friends again.  I wish he was here now,
I said to myself, as I was getting up.
As I stepped away from where I was sitting and walked into
the middle of the room, I thought about what Bill had told
me.
"If you want to get your cock sucked, sit on the upper
benches, either on the right or the left as you go in.  The
guys that want to suck their cocks, always sit on the
benches across from the door.  Remember that!" he told me.
I certainly did remember that!  This was my chance to see
what it was really like to suck cocks without anyone having
a second thought about it, and I wasn't going to pass it up!
When the guy on my left saw me get up, he sat back with his
legs apart and waited for me.  I went to him and kneeled on
the lower bench, which was made of some soft material, so it
wouldn't hurt your knees, then leaned forward and put his
cock in my mouth.  It wasn't a real big cock, that didn't
matter, what mattered was that I was sucking it and it was
nothing special to anyone.  It was casual, normal, and when
the guy getting his cock sucked came in the other guy's
mouth, the two of them carried on again, just as before.
It took less than 5 minutes for him to cum in my mouth and
it was too soon for me, but just as I took his cock out of
my mouth, another man walked through the door and sat on the
upper bench next to him.  I went over to him, stood for a
second and looked down at his cock, then kneeled and began
sucking it.  It was just as before, with the other one I
sucked, so casual and unpretentious.  The only difference
was this guy's cock was huge!  I wasn't complaining!
By the time he came in my mouth, there were 3 other guys
sitting on the upper bench.  I wasted no time and went over
to them, and started sucking one of their cocks.  After the
first one came in my mouth, and when I was sucking on the
second guy's cock, I felt a tap on my shoulder, then heard
Bill's voice behind me.
"Don't forget it's Saturday!  The club starts getting
crowded about this time!" he said to me.
I took his cock out of my mouth and held it in my hand, as I
turned around and looked at Bill.
"I always listen to you, my friend!" I said to him.
"Enjoy!" was all he said to me.

I stayed in the steam room as long as I could stand the
heat, but when I left I remembered Bill telling me about the
rooms in the halls.  I'd just given 4 guys I'd never seen
before a blowjob, but I wasn't about to leave yet, and
headed for the rooms.  At the time it didn't occur to me
that the rooms might be occupied, but things had gone great
for me so far and I hoped it wouldn't stop now.
Just as I walked past the first door it opened, and a man
walked out of the room.  There was another man standing at
the far end of the hall, probably waiting for someone to
come out of one of the rooms.  I didn't give him a thought
though!  I darted into the room and closed the door behind
me and when I looked at the wall I saw a cock hanging down
out of the hole.  I casually walked over, knelt on the
cushion they had on the floor, then being just as casual, I
put it in my mouth and started sucking it!
I completely lost track of time.  I'd sucked cock after
cock, as they came through the hole in the wall and I even
lost count of how many.  When I decided I needed a break and
couldn't suck another cock until I had one, I walked out of
the room and went back to the locker room.
I sat on the bench, holding the towel in one hand and
breathing deeply, as I gazed at the locked in front of me
without moving.  How long I sat there staring into nothing,
I wasn't sure, but when Bill's voice sounded out from my
right it snapped me out of it.
"Judging from what you look like, I'd say you enjoyed
yourself so far!"  Bill said to me, as he walked over and
stood looking down at me with a sly look on his face.
"What?" I looked up at him and said.
"You've got cum all over your face, your neck, hell it's all
over you!" he laughed.
"Oh yeah!" I laughed, feeling my face with my fingers, then
going over and looking at myself in a mirror.
"I bet you didn't think you'd have this good of a time when
you walked through the front door, a few hours ago?" Bill
jokingly said to me.
Bill was right!  I had no idea then.  One thing I did know
however.  As I sucked their cocks, I kept thinking about
that guy who e-mailed me.  I wished he was here, so I could
thank him and tell him how much what he had with his
friends, had meant to me.  I didn't have what he has, I knew
that!  But for one night in my life, I did!  I wonder if he
knows how lucky he is!