Date: Mon, 11 Jun 2001 21:30:29 -0400
From: James Archer <archinok@hotmail.com>
Subject: Snow Storm - BI

Snow Bound
ARCHINOK@hotmail.com

My first Bi encounter all happened innocently enough four months ago.   I
was flying back home to Oklahoma from Detroit after an overnight business
trip.  It was February in Michigan and flights were getting cancelled
because of a snowstorm.  My original flight kept getting delayed, it was the
middle of the afternoon and I still had hopes of getting out of there.  I
had been hanging out at the gate reading and trying to be patient along with
most everyone else.  I finally got tired of reading and put down my book.
Within a few minutes the guy who had been sitting next to me started small
talk about our chances of getting out, the weather, etc..

Anyway, after another hour or so our flight was cancelled.  This was about
4:00pm and it was still snowing.  The airline said there was a chance some
of us could get out on a 7:00 flight that was not full, but there was no
guarantee of that.  I wanted to get home and he was not from Detroit either,
so we did not have a choice.  The guy I had been talking to invited me to
join him in the bar to kill some time and off we went for some beers.   He
appeared to be around my age, 30, so we got along great.  After a couple of
hours of drinking we decided we better head to the gate to see about the
standby list.  When we got there, the flight had already been cancelled and
basically everything was being shutdown.  We were not leaving Detroit that
day.

Evaluating our options, we shared a cab to the nearest hotel expecting each
to get our own rooms and crash for the night.   When we got to the counter,
they said they were full with all of the other displaced travelers, but at
7:00 there was one room that may become available if the person with the
reservation did not show up.  That was 10 minutes away and we decide to
share the room if we could get it and we did.   On our way up we joked about
the movie "Planes, Trains, and Automobiles", and hoped we would not find one
bed.  We opened the door and thank goodness there were two.

By this time we were starving and unfortunately we had no options other than
the 7-11 next door.  We both went and picked up junk food and a 12 pack and
went back to the room to watch TV, eat, and drink.  It was a Thursday night
so we agreed to watch the NBC lineup.  We watched Friend and the next show,
and then Will and Grace was about to start.  He asked if I liked the show
and I said my wife and I watched it and thought it was funny.   He said he
could really relate to the show and did not say anything else.  I thought
for a moment and I knew he was not married but had not talked about a
girlfriend either, so I asked, "Are you gay?"

He said "Yes, I was not going to say anything but don't worry, you are safe
if you want to be."   We watched the show, laughing, and me finding myself
intrigued by the gay lifestyle in a whole new way.  I found myself becoming
real curious about it and focusing of the phrase "if you want to be".

When the show was over, we were real quiet.  He broke the silence and said
he was sorry about saying anything.  I responded with telling him not to
worry about it, it was fine with me, that I had not really known anyone who
was gay and it was all new to me.   "Well, as you can see, we are just like
you," he replied.  "Do you have any questions about being gay since I am the
first person you have talked to?"

That started the whole process.  I asked him was he always gay, he said he
had been with girls in high school, but knew it then too.   I asked him if
it was easy with society being gay.  He said it was harder because of trying
to find someone in a minority population, but that being with guys was easy
sex wise because guys always like to just have sex.   He asked me if I had
every done anything with a guy and I had not.   He was surprised I had never
even masturbated with a guy in my teen years telling me that it was very
common.  He then told me about parties with his friends where they would end
up being sex parties.

Earlier when we had both gotten comfortable, I had stripped to my boxers and
t-shirt and lied on my bed.  I had noticed him strip to boxer briefs and
tank t-shirt and lie on his bed.  I did notice his bulge in the same way I
notice at the gym but did not really think about it more.  Now I was finding
myself getting hard when he explained about how much sex he got being gay.
I did not get that much sex when I was single scamming chics.  I looked over
at him and saw the clear outline of an erection in his boxer briefs.  He
then asked about my sexlife with my wife and I said it was just the same old
normal sex after three years of marriage.  He asked if she still gave
blowjobs and I just laughed and said not anymore.

He saw me adjust my erection and asked if I would like one tonight.  I
remember thinking "I would love a blowjob but hell no, I am not gay or bi,
but then realized I was in a hotel room in Detroit, who was going to know?".
   But I did not say anything, rather took my cock out of my fly and began
stroking it.   He must have thought that meant yes and got up off his bed,
knelt beside my bed and looked into my eyes for approval.  I looked him
straight in the eyes and made that sexual connection.   He took my cock and
put it back in my boxers and he pulled them off my body.  I sat up to take
off my t-shirt as he took off his.  Now I was naked and he was still
kneeling next to my bed in his boxer briefs.  He stood up, leaned his chest
into mine has he pushed me back on the bed and lied on top of me.  I felt
our hard cocks against each other and our hard bodies against each other.
It was an amazing and different feeling.   He then moved down my body toward
my dick.  My body was quivering in anticipation, almost like I remember my
first time with a girl.   He knew I was ready so he went to my cock quickly.
  Soon my cock was in his mouth and I receiving a long desired blowjob.  I
had forgotten how good a blowjob felt and he knew how to give one.   He
played with my balls, licked them, took them in his mouth, and almost deep
throated me as part of his routine.   It was not long before I knew I was
going to cum and was bucking my hips to fuck his mouth.  As I had always
done before, I announced I was going to cum but he did not move from my
cock.  I could not take it anymore as I exploded into his mouth and throat.
He just kept pumping and sucking it out of me in one of the biggest orgasm I
remember in a long time.  Never had any of my girlfriends or wife ever
swallowed my load when I came, and that was hot.

He backed off my body and looked at me and smiled saying, "See, guys give
the best blowjobs".   I admitted it was the best I every remember receiving.
  With that he lifted his hips and removed his boxer briefs to free his
erection saying, "Now if you don't mind, you are not the only one who is
going to cum" as he began stroking his cock.   He was on his back lying next
to me stroking his cock.  I looked at his hand on his cock as I fondled my
deflating dick.  His cock was longer and more defined around the head than
mine.  And it looked his pubes were almost staved, he had very little pubic
hair.   It was an amazing site watching him pleasure himself on the same bed
with me.  I was also intrigued by his cock and looking at it.  He looked at
me watching him and asked if I wanted to jack him off.   I did want to touch
it and after what he did for me, I wanted to help him.   So I reached out
and put my hand over his as he pulled his away.  Yep, it felt like a cock as
I moved for a better stroking angle.  He was dry strokin and I always use my
spit to lube mine up when I jacked.  So I spit in my palm and went back to
strokin his meat.  His was a little bigger than mine.  I had created a nice
little strokin rhythm as I looked at his now wet glistening manhood in my
hand.  I remember thinking about what I needed to do as I took my left hand
and started to cup his balls.  They were smooth and hairless in a loose sac.
  This felt great to me.  I realized he was enjoying it and I was doing it
for him.  I looked at his body lying there on the bed and realized how much
I was into this.  About then he reached up and put his hand on my head.  I
had done this move before and knew what he wanted.  He wanted me to go down
on him.  I was into this now and soon had my tongue flicking the head of his
cock.  That was enough as he pushed his hips up to my open mouth.  The head
of the cock filled my mouth as I quickly learned to suck cock.  I stroked
the base as I took as much of him in as I could as I bobbed and sucked his
mushroom head.  He was now slowly stroking my again erect cock as I felt his
cock stiffening even more.  He said he as going to cum as I backed off and
started pumping like I do my own.  I watched as he unload his cum onto his
own stomach, and I pumped out the last of his load rolling over the head and
down my hand.  I was hot from just getting this guy off.   He said I did
good for my first time.

I was still hot, or hot again.  I found myself grinding my again hard cock
into the bed.  He reached under and put his hand on my cock again as I
ground it into his grip.  He said it did not look like I was done and I knew
I needed more.   He said he was a bottom and I could be his top.  After I
said I did not know what that meant, he said he preferred to be the receiver
rather than the giver.   I said I did not know about that when he said not
to worry, he always carries protection.  He got up and retrieved a condom
and some lube out of his bag.  He coached me on what to do.  He had me lie
on my back on the bed as he used the lube and his fingers to loosen his
hole.   I was strokin myself watching this to keep myself hard.  When he was
loose enough, he had me put the condom on and he got over top of me and
lowered himself onto my hard cock.  I felt my cock enter his ass as he
slowly worked me into himself.   It was like a tight virgin pussy.  Soon he
had worked as much into me as possible and was fucking me.   With his ass
cheeks slapping my thighs and his balls swinging around my pubes.   I was
watching this guy who I had just met naked on top of me with his cock hard
again fucking my cock, and when I met him, I was straight.   Now it was just
two guys in the middle of some raw sex.

But I needed to fuck him and be in control of my cock, so I rolled him off
me and asked him how he wanted it.  He rolled onto his back and pulled his
legs back.  I moved into position and easily slid my cock back into his ass.
   I fucked him for about five or ten minutes trying to hold back my orgasm.
  I would fuck him short and hard, and long and slow, until he said he
wanted it now.  I watched his stroking himself as knew it was time and
started fucking his hard and rough.   I felt my cum building in my balls as
I took a few last long deep strokes and exploded into the condom buried in
his ass.   That was enough for him as he exploded his second load all over
his chest and stomach again.

That was all for that night as we both showered and collapsed in our own
beds, not really saying much after that.   The next morning I was awoken to
his mouth on my cock as he gave me another great man blowjob.  I blew him a
little and then jacked him off in the shower before we headed back to the
airport where we got flights out that day.

That was the only time I have had man sex so far.  I have been surfing the
net and may try more guy action when I am able to travel with my work.
Until then, it is just the memories and my hand.