Date: Fri, 24 Jun 2016 14:23:48 +0000 (UTC)
From: simon peter <simon23232@yahoo.com>
Subject: Straight and Married

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real personal experiences.

However, the names and places are all fictitious.

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Straight and Married

By Simon Peter


Sitting on the wooden bench, leaning his back at the wet wooden panel
behind him, Fred sighed with content. The heat off the coals in the sauna
room drew sweat down his hairy chest to his navel. He even felt a couple of
sweat drops dripping off his balls onto the towel under him.

Fred closed his eyes and ran his hand down his chest, reaching down to his
erect penis. Slowly, he rubbed his cock, pulling the towel aside, enjoying
the sensation of the slickness of his sweaty, hard shaft. He was 33,
married, and thankfully fit. He had a flat belly and pronounced abs. His
hand let go of his dick, now throbbing and plastered on his belly, and he
ran it back up to his chest and neck, wiping off the increasing sweat. He
was thinking of guys!

Lately, he noticed that he had developed an interest in men. This was new
to him. He definitely was not gay, very straight. But! Especially here at
the club. He looked forward to the chance of leaving home, alone, and
coming to the club for relaxation, some physical exercises on the machines,
and the sauna room. He invariably jerked off in the sauna. The club was not
busy this time of evening and he usually had the place for himself. But,
again! Whenever he stroked himself to ejaculation, it wasn't the naked body
of his wife that was in his head. It was the hot young boys working in the
club.

Fred jerked up when he heard the sauna room door squeak open. He grabbed
the towel quickly and covered his crotch, noticing that the towel bulged
visibly with his hard dick.

"Oh, sorry, sir," the young kid, one of the boys who worked in the club,
said as he entered the room.

"Checking on the coals."

"Hi, Robbie," Fred said, his voice a bit husky and quivering. He placed
both hands on his bulge to hide his erection. Robbie was one of the boys
that invariably appeared behind his closed eyes as he masturbated. The boy
was not really a boy. Robbie was taller than Fred, finely built and
muscled, always dressed in the club's uniform: white shorts and light blue
polo shirt. But unlike the other boys who worked in the club, Robbie's
front showed an interesting bulge that excited Fred as he reflected at what
he might look like without the shorts.

"It's fine, thank you," he said, wondering what it would be like to have
this hunk of a young man get naked with him here in the sauna room.

Robbie smiled, moved the coals around with an iron rod and added some water
on top producing more steam, more heat, which Fred knew would make him
sweat more, make him more horny as well.

"Do you ever get to use the sauna room, Robbie?" Fred surprised himself by
asking the boy. What was he thinking? He was so curious that he couldn't
stop himself.

Robbie straightened, his front looking delicious, and looked quizzically at
Fred.

"Excuse me, sir?" he asked with a frown on his young face, accentuating his
light fuzzy beard.

"Do they let use the sauna?" Fred asked, removing his hand from his crotch.
He really ached to see Robbie naked. Would he dare?

"Not when there are guests, sir," Robbie answered, eyeing the bulge under
Fred's towel.

"Oh," Fred said, with a disappointed look at his face.

"But," Robbie continued, "when work is slow, sometimes we use the
facilities without anyone noticing."

Fred's eyes lit up. "It's quite slow this evening," he said, with rising
anticipation.

"Yes, sir."

"It's a shame to waste all this nice, relaxing heat on one person." Fred
hoped that his hidden invitation would not be lost on the boy.

Robbie stood silent for a moment, considering. Then, nodding his head,
glancing at the bulge of the older, married man, he said, "Give me a
minute, sir. I'll be back."

Watching Robbie leave the sauna room, Fred mentally slapped himself. What
the fuck was he doing?

He had just invited a young man to get naked and join him in the sauna
room. Fuck! Was he crazy?

Why would he do such a dumb thing? But he knew that his curiosity about men
had to be addressed.

His hand returned to his dick, now harder, in anticipation. He refrained
from stroking but enjoyed the feeling of hard meat under his sweaty
palm. How would Robbie's tool feel? He wondered, his heart racing.

Five minutes later, the door squeaked and Robbie entered. The kid was naked
except for a white towel around his waist. His chest was chiseled and
smooth and lean, his lower thighs and legs hairy.

"It's fine, sir. I made sure that my buddy will cover for me if anyone
inquires. You are right: it is a shame not to enjoy the sauna."

Robbie sat right next to Fred instead of on the bench along the other side
of the sauna room. The two men leaned back and sighed. Fred closed his eyes
to keep the beautiful shape of this boy in the white towel printed into his
brain.

"I could give you a massage, sir," Fred heard the boy next to him offer.

He opened his eyes and looked at Robbie. The kid was more than
delicious. He really wanted to see the young slim body naked.

"Hey, Robbie, that's sweet," he croaked. "Sure."

Fred spread himself on the wooden bench on his stomach as Robbie slid off
and stood at the side.

Fred felt the hands grab at his shoulders and he shivered as he felt the
male strength of the boy's hold. Robbie worked the shoulders
professionally. Fred rested his head on his arms, his face turned sideways
toward Robbie. He gazed at the boy's bulge under the towel. My God, he
reflected. What did it look like? Was the kid circumcised like him? Was he
hung? Did he have lots of hair? Oh man! Fred couldn't believe the thoughts
running through his head, his dick painfully pressed against the wooden
boards of the bench. His eyes ran down the lightly hairy thighs to the
legs, fairly muscled, very manly.

The lust in his balls increased.

Robbie was moving down his back, kneading, relaxing the muscles. Fred
sighed with satisfaction.

"Nice," he croaked. "You give a good massage, Robbie," he added as he
dangled one hand down the side of the bench. He felt himself grind on the
bench as Robbie's hands reached his butt cheeks.

Robbie didn't remove the towel but slid his hands under it. Somehow this
felt more erotic to Fred. As if by a will of its own, his hand moved to
touch the boy's lower thigh.

As soon as he touched the boy, Fred felt electricity course throughout his
body, concentrated in his balls. He also felt that Robbie had stopped
rubbing his butt. Slowly, the kid moved his hand inside Fred's crack and at
the same time stepped up so that his front was right at Fred's face. Fred's
hand moved from the outside of the thigh to the inside and up, under the
towel, touching the balls. The boy moaned. Fred ached to see cock. He had
seen other men's erections, but only during the few furtive times when he
surfed the net surreptitiously, afraid that his wife found out. But live?
Real? Oh MAN!

With one swift motion, Robbie yanked his towel off and let it drop to the
floor. Fred gazed at the manhood staring at him in the face, inches away.
He breathed deep as his heart raced. The boy looked beautiful. With a
shaking hand, Fred touched the young cock. It was not fully erect yet but
getting there quickly. With wonder, he caressed the length, feeling the
veins getting thicker under his touch.

Robbie's cock was big, bigger than his own. Its mushroomed head was rising
with jerks, as Fred lovingly ran his palm up and down the shaft. The boy
was moaning louder now, his finger rubbing up and down Fred's crack, from
the base of his balls, around his puckered hole, and up to the base of his
spine.

Fred couldn't believe the sensations that swarmed all over him. As if in a
dream, he reached for the now hard young cock, erected vertically,
pulsating. In slow motion, he encircled the engorged head with his lips.
The taste was surreal. He was actually tasting man cock! He swallowed and
gagged. But he didn't let go of this wondrous rod probing into his hungry
mouth.

Fred sucked cock. Here was this very straight, married man in his thirties
sucking a young dick in a sauna room. Robbie's hand, the one not busy
inside his crack, pressed on the back of his head, goading him to swallow
more meat. He forced himself to take the shaft down to the base, breathing
hard through his nose. He knew he was slobbering like a bitch, but he
didn't care. He wanted this boy- dick badly. Robbie was thrusting in and
out in a fucking movement, more of his cock disappearing inside the mouth
with every thrust. Fred's nose was now buried in the boy's thick pubes, the
hair tickling, the cockhead pressing into his throat. The boy face-fucked
faster. Fred felt the cock get thicker.

With a forceful thrust, Robbie penetrated Fred's virgin hole with his
finger as he started to squirt his hot semen down the man's throat. Fred
was torn between the boy's juice, spurting thick loads into his hungry
mouth, and his own puckered ass being invaded by the boy's finger. He
busted his nut onto the towel, his moans muffled by Robbie's spurting cock,
but loud and urgent as he ejaculated, not even touching himself.

They separated. Robbie's dick was dripping cum and spit, still semi-erect,
still right at Fred's face.

"Wow," Robbie heaved with satisfaction. "That was intense, sir." He looked
down at Fred, smiling at the glistening cum around Fred's lips. His finger
had slipped out but was still kneading the area between the hole and the
base of the balls, making Fred shiver with after-ejaculation.

Fred couldn't find his voice. His body was still shaking with the spasms of
his ejaculation, his ass burning from the finger fucking he received.

"Let me return the favor, sir," Robbie said.

Fred shook his head regretfully. "No, Robbie, no, thanks, really," he was
finally able to pant. Turning over on his back, cock exposed, shining with
cum, he continued breathlessly, "I already cummed."

"Oh, wow," Robbie exclaimed. "From sucking or from fingering?" the boy
asked mischievously.

"Both," Fred croaked.

"We can do something about that, sir, if you like?"

"Huh?" What was the kid driving at?

"I mean the sucking and the ah... the you know... the fucking," Robbie
seemed to blush a little but the mischievousness was clear in his voice.

"But? But... but," Fred stammered, lost.

"Just give me a minute, sir," Robbie said as he picked up the towel and
wrapped it around his waist.

"I'll be back."

Fred sat up on the bench, covering his semi-erect penis with the
now-semen-stained towel. What happened? Did he really suck cock? The
feeling was amazing, was way beyond what he had imagined when he
masturbated to images of naked men in front of his laptop screen.
Yes. Fred, the straight, married man had just sucked cock, swallowed man
semen, and had his hole fingered. He puckered his ass as he thought about
that. It was a bit sore, but pleasurably so. His cock throbbed at the
feeling.

The door squeaked open and Robbie entered, still with just the towel around
his beautiful body, followed by another, equally beautiful young man.

"Me," Robbie said. "And this is my buddy, Brandon," he told Fred in answer
to Fred's quizzical look.

Fred moved his gaze from one boy to the other, both fantastically,
wonderfully hot.

"Hi," he heard Brandon say. "Robbie told me that you were interested in
meeting me?"

Was he? Interested in meeting Brandon? He couldn't remember mentioning
Brandon, let alone meeting him, to Robbie, the devil! Was he going to get
involved with two boys? Two cocks? Oh, man, oh, man, oh, man. His cock
throbbed, his ass twitched.

The boys immediately got naked. They were not erected. Brandon's dick
looked smaller than Robbie's, but equally cut and beautifully shaped. Like
Robbie, he was slim and smooth. The two kids approached the bench on which
Fred was sitting, starting to squirm.

Robbie, on one side, pulled Fred's face to him with both hands and kissed
him full on the mouth.

Brandon, on the other side, was already licking Fred's neck and rubbing his
own hardness onto Fred's sweaty thigh. Fred almost had a heart attack.

Pulling off the towel from Fred's body, Brandon bent and took Fred's cock
into his mouth. With one slow but certain motion, he swallowed the whole
shaft all the way down to the base. Fred moaned into Robbie's probing
tongue as his hand encircled the boy's delicious cock, feeling it erect
inside his palm. He stroked him gently, responding to the urgency of the
boy's sweet kissing and the warmth of lips pursed around his throbbing
shaft, the slickness of the tongue flicking around his engorged cock head.

The three broke to take a breather. They were fully erected.

"Sir," Robbie said as his fisted Fred's wet cock shaft, "Brandon and me are
going to make you happy, sir."

"I already am," Fred whispered. "You're beautiful." He felt faint, his body
responding with a huge urge of lustful desire.

Again, as if in a dream, he took Robbie's cock in his mouth. Brandon pulled
on his legs to make him slide down the bench, spreading them. It was not
Robbie's finger that he felt knocking at his hole. It was Brandon's tongue,
licking around the puckering and twitching ass hole. Fred swallowed the
hard dick, the second time more aware of the actual sucking than the first
time. His head was turned sideways, buried into Robbie's pubes. He felt
more than actually saw Brandon standing between his thighs, the legs
dangling off the edge of the wooden bench, and instead of the tongue, there
was a throbbing mound of hot flesh push at his hole. FUCK! Fred trembled,
still gobbling on Robbie's tool.

The kid is going to fuck me, Fred thought, pressing his lips harder around
the beautiful shaft. Sure enough, Brandon, with one sure thrust, penetrated
Fred's ass. Fred's scream was muffled by Robbie's cock buried in his mouth.
He felt the pain, excruciating pain, tried to relax, but the boy cock now
already inside him was insistent. The thickness was unbelievable,
stretching his ass muscle almost to tearing it apart.

Brandon kept just the head inside Fred's man ass hole. He let him relax and
get used to being ass- invaded, refraining from pushing deeper. Instead, he
reached for Fred's quivering dick and stroked it gently, letting the sweat
lube the shaft.

Removing his mouth off Robbie's cock, but still fisting it, not wanting to
let go of it now that he had it, Fred turned to look more closely at
Brandon and down at his own body, legs stretched open, the kid's crotch at
his ass, the kid's hand around his dick. He imagined himself fucking his
wife in such a position, with his dick just inside the vagina and his
finger rubbing on her clit. Oh, man, man, man. He was being fucked! His
cock throbbed painfully inside the stroking palm. As he returned his
attention to Robbie's delicious tool, he saw Robbie bend over sideways and
reach for his cock, removing Brandon's hand, and mouthing it.

Fred's mind reeled. Cock in his throat, mouth around his hardness, and a
cockhead pushing into his body. What sensations was he feeling? He didn't
know, except that his whole being was on fire. He was being serviced by two
young hunks, two boys, two men, judging by the tools filling his cavities.

Suddenly, the two boys working him were not boys anymore. Suddenly, the two
boys morphed into two men, full of lust, filling his eager mouth and
stretching his sore ass. Oh, yes, those two men were fucking his face and
his butt. Two hard cocks inserted into him, young, throbbing, and ready to
fuck.

Fred returned to suck. He swallowed hard cock. Felt the other hard man meat
invade his ass further, going deeper, and pushing his insides, pulsating
into his fuck tunnel. He shivered. No. It was electrical.

Not your regular shiver when you bust a nut. But electrical. Burning
fire. Brandon was deep inside him now, gently and slowly driving his shaft
to follow the head. Robbie was thrusting in and out of his mouth as he
gobbled on his dick.

Fire. Burning. Impossible! It couldn't be, no way. Fred must be dreaming.
The two hunks were servicing him to the fullest. His ass was burning like
hell, getting sorer with each pounding, now that Brandon was comfortably
inside him. His jaws ached from being stretched by Robbie's thick cock
shaft.

His own dick was all nerves, as the boy bobbed up and down on him.

Fred shot first. With his squeezing butt hole, he milked Brandon into
ejaculation, feeling the warm sperm filling his bowels. He bit on Robbie's
cock base as he ejaculated inside the boy's mouth. When he let loose his
bite between spurts, he felt Robbie's manhood get bigger, stretching his
jaws further, and the kid let loose strings of salty boy juice down his
throat.

Walking out of the club with a sore ass, a sore throat and jaws, a sore
dick, Fred felt a different man. In less than an hour, he had turned gay!
He was fucked and sucked. His virginity, from his ass point of view, was
gone. He had had a man cock up his ass, deep into his body. His insides
were filled with semen. He was definitely gay because he didn't regret any
of it. The soreness in his ass felt delicious instead of painful, reminding
him of the thrusting boy between his outstretched thighs, grunting and
fucking. Fucking him! Deep! Hard! Filling him with man cum. He could still
feel wetness around his hole although he rubbed hard in the shower. There
was still man seed inside his body, and he reveled at that. The taste of
cock was also deliciously lingering in his mouth and throat. His wife never
sucked his dick, and he had never experienced the feeling of spurting
inside a warm, slobbering mouth. The sensations from the sauna room were
unimaginably intense, making his body shiver.

The boys did him well.

As Fred walked home, he considered his predicament. Married! Fuck! Fuck it
to hell and back! Fred knew he had some serious issues, reflections and
considerations to worry about. And soon. And fast.

His heart raced, not with the lust of boy dicks in his mouth and up his
ass, but with trepidation and anxiety.

What would he do now? He was definitely returning for more sauna, more
Robbie, more Brandon.

BUT!

Interesting.