Date: Sun, 7 Dec 2003 22:15:49 -0800 (PST)
From: Guy Smith <nvwriter2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Three Sons, Part 11

Don't read if you're not supposed to. This is a work of fiction.

At first it was hard to be single, I had been with my wife for so long it
was difficult to adjust. As the time went by, I began to feel a sense of
freedom. I no longer had to hide my lovers. I didn't hide my
homosexuality and was very much on the out, though my son's and their
homosexual choices were still quite hidden.

I enjoyed living with Will. He didn't mind me bringing home men and
would occasionally join us. I still liked the occasional anonymous
encounter, though. Will told me about a bar with a great glory hole so I
decided to check it out. I figured I would either get a good blow job and
get to suck some dick so it was a win-win situation.

After a few drinks at the bar, I slipped into the bathroom. I sat in the
stall for awhile and was beginning to think that nothing was going happen
when I heard the bathroom door open. The guy walked past me and into the
stall next to me. He took a piss and then sat down on the toilet.

"You want to get sucked off?" he whispered.

"Sure," I responded back. He told me to slip my cock through the glory
hole.

I undid my pants and let them fall to the floor. I wasn't wearing
underwear so my cock popped right up.

I slipped it through the hole, and the guy grabbed hold of it and started
stroking it.

"Wow," he said "You got a big dick."

I gave an affirmative "uh-uh."

He stroked my cock for a minute or to and I started leaking some pre-cum.
His tongue slurped it off. He then started covering the outside of my
cock with his tongue. He licked every last inch of my dick, paying extra
attention to the crown and flicking my piss slit with his wet tongue.

He then began taking me into his throat. As his hot mouth surrounded my
member, I just about screamed in ecstasy. He was pretty damn good. I had
to grab the top of the stall to keep my balance, as I tried to feed him
every inch of my prick that I possibly could.

He sucked me long and hard, deepthroating me and then pulling me back out
to slurp on my cock, then taking me all the way again. He brought me
close to orgasm so many fucking times before letting off and then going
at it again.

He finally started sucking me hard and I knew I couldn't hold it
anymore. I looked down to the floor and saw that he was stroking his own
cock.

"Fuck," I said as I let loose a load of my cum into the guy's throat.
He drank it all, slurping down every last drop. I watched as he came
himself, shooting a sticky load onto the bathroom floor.

When he had sucked every last drop from my cock and I was soft, he let go
of me. He pulled his pants up and left. I noticed as he walked by that he
was wearing a pair of bright yellow sneakers. I pulled up my pants, left
the stall and washed my hands.

I walked into the bar. I kind of wanted to get a look at who had given me
such a great suck off. With the bright yellow sneakers it was easy to
locate him. He didn't see me because he was engaged in a conversation
with another guy. I got a good look at him, though. He seemed to be
fairly young, around 25 or so. He had blonde hair and was about 5'11"
and 175 pounds. He was very good looking and had bright blue eyes. He
also had a small scar on his forehead.

I left the bar that night and didn't think about the guy for several
weeks.

My son informed me that my ex-wife had a new boyfriend, a much younger
boyfriend. I decided that I had to meet him. I went to see Todd one
evening when the boyfriend happened to be there. I was floored when I was
introduced to my ex-wife's boyfriend, Dutch McHenry. Dutch was the guy
who had given me the wonderful blow job at the bar. I knew it was him,
besides the bright yellow sneakers, he had the scar on his forehead. He
didn't recognize me at first, but I knew it was him.

I quickly pulled Todd aside and told him what I knew. Todd and I came up
with a plan.


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