Date: Wed, 5 Sep 2012 07:46:49 -0600
From: b freemen <ffreemeng@gmail.com>
Subject: Enjoying Rob Part 1

Enjoying Rob

An accidental meeting turns into a very special friendship between two bi
adult males. (There are no females in this story)

I was married at the time, and our wives had brought the four of us
together through a school connection; we were all in our thirties. Both of
them were ardent feminists, and we were modern males, both of us with
families.    Rob and I were casual friends, who would never see each other
outside of the foursome.  We had different interests and hobbies, but were
interested enough to talk about them with each other. For two years we
would meet, mostly for home dinners and parties or card evenings and always
had fun.

Rob did very well working for a software business, and while they enjoyed
their money they didn't flaunt it. He travelled mostly across the country
for at least two weeks every month.  I asked him one night how he spent his
nights away from home, and he said he read a lot of books, played pool,
poker and if he was in a city that hosted pro-hockey, he'd see the games.   I
think I always wondered if he had close out-of-town friends, or fooled
around a little on the side but he never shared any information about
himself unless he was specifically asked.  He was quite a striking looking
man; raven-black hair; about six feet and thin but sturdy frame and had
just celebrated his 38th (mine would be celebrated in a few months)   He
had very defined facial features, dark facial stubble and one killer smile.
 Socially, he was an excellent host, always able to talk a little about any
subject with anyone before moving onto the next person, but he never hung
on long enough for a deep conversation.

So, a little about me; I knew I had a bisexual side to me.  In my senior
high school year, I had fooled around wrestling with my best buddy.  The
wrestling turned to grinding our dicks together through our jeans, and then
over the course of a few months ended up jerking and then sucking each
other regularly over the course of the school year.  I've never been really
serious with another man, but realized how much I like sucking on a dick.
I've sucked 4 cocks, and they've all belonged to good friends just as a
"secret" and special part of the friendship.  One was actually the best man
at my wedding and happened a few years after my wedding.  It was an
impromptu one-night event when his wife and kids were gone for the weekend
that went on maybe once every couple of months for a year, before I got
transferred.    Early in my college years, I was lucky with a roomie I had
while working on a summer job. We hung out naked a lot while at home, and
on Fridays we always jerked each other for a couple of hours while we watch
a movie; sometimes sucking was involved, but not often. I am a blonde guy
with a medium strong build, considered good-looking and unlike Rob, like to
get into good deep conversations -- I'm not much for small talk.

Well, in our third year as friends during the winter, it ended up that both
of us were going to be travelling to Vancouver the following week.  I gave
him the name of my hotel, and suggested we look each other up and have
dinner some night, but he quickly declined as he said work kept him busy
out of town.

On the Thursday night of the following week I had this desire to suck a
dick for awhile. But not into awareness of how I could make that happen, I
decided to go out for a walk undecided as to what I wanted to do with a
free night visiting this city.   I picked up the local entertainment paper
and brought it back to the hotel, and ended up glancing through the adult
classifieds at the back of the paper.  There was an ad to join this
all-male chat line with an hour of free chat, so -- a little hesitant at
first, I picked up the phone and promptly hung up about three times, and
then decided to give it a whirl.

I got my password, and made up a fake name and recorded a message that I
wanted to talk about sucking cock.  On line for about 15 minutes, no one
responded, so I decided to change it to `wanting to meet someone to
suck'.  Interestingly,
I started getting some responses.  As this was my first time, I got really
nervous, not knowing these people, and I'd never done that before...so...I
hung up.  But, I was really horny, and I knew I wanted to suck a dick
rather than watching some guy get sucked on a porn site.

I waited for about 10 minutes, and decided to try again.  My message said I
was looking for a guy with some hair on his body; wanted him to come over
to my hotel to give him a nice long blow job.  The first guy that responded
had a great, friendly voice and was looking for a BJ only. I decided to
give it a whirl, after all, I could look through the peep hole before I
opened the door and choose not to answer the door.   So, I gave a fake name
(Mike), my hotel and room number and waited.

That 40 minutes was one of the longest of my life.  I was suddenly
petrified and equally excited -- and hadn't taken a phone number, nor given
him one.  Maybe he wouldn't show up. Maybe I shouldn't answer the door and
then, the knock.

I went to the peep hole, and was shocked to see my friend Rob standing
there in his cool leather jacket, not thinking for a minute it was the guy
from the chat-line.   I had told him the hotel I was staying at; maybe he
just decided to pop up and see me.  What rotten timing. Fuck. I'd have to
lie and tell him that I was just heading out.

I slowly opened the door, doing the same fun schtick I did at home; stand
behind the door as if it's opening by itself. (I know, not that funny, but
sometimes it freaks people out)  As he walked in, he uttered one word,
"Mike?"

O M G! That didn't sound like him on the phone. Now what? I let the door
shut by itself, and stood there with a big grin on my face. He stood there
staring at me with no grin, face turning whiter by the second.  We were
frozen in our tracks.

"Awkward" I said.

"Ummm, yeah" he said.  And then we were silent, looking mostly at the
floor.

 "Awe hell, just come in for a drink while you're here".  Finally, I
thought, we had one thing in common.

Hesitantly, he walked in, but kept his coat on; I could tell this would be
a short visit.  We said nothing, I gave him a beer, and he took a few sips
while leaning against the table.

"So have you been doing this for awhile"? he asked in a deadpan voice.

"Do you mean um, sucking or meeting guys online"?

"Either....fuck...this is awkward" he gulped.

"Well, first time on a chat line, and I've sucked a few friends in my life.
I just had a yearning to suck tonight, so wanted to give that chat-line a
try" I said matter-of-factly.

Then, there was absolute silence while we sipped our beer.

"Do you ... um....get guys to suck you often"?  I asked quietly to see if
he wanted to talk.

"Well, just a couple of times....and....I think I better go" he said
starting to walk down the hall.

"Wait a minute man.  You came all the way over here expecting a BJ, so um,
I dunno, I think I'm okay with it if you want to". Uggh, I sounded like an
idiot.

His back was towards me, and he stopped half way down the hallway, sighed
for a minute, and turned slowly around. He started walking towards me while
taking in a very deep breath.

And then slowly, this sort of fakish grin appeared on his face, and he
tried to talk like he was in a porn flick. "So Mike, you want to suck on my
big fat hairy cock"?

I clenched my lips trying not to laugh as he walked right up to me.  I then
knew he was also holding back a laugh, but it was still really awkward.
Keeping from giggling, he told me if I wanted it I knew where to get it.

I stood there for a minute and we stared at each other.  It was truly the
closest we've ever been --physically- outside of a handshake.  Almost
jokingly, I started the motions to kneel down in front of him and he didn't
stop me.

He put his hands on his hips and after a minute I put my hand on his belt
and started to unbuckle it. He still didn't stop and I have to admit, I was
getting a little tuned on.  We stared at each other, as I slowly continued
to unbuckle and unzip. He was not wearing any underwear as a little bit of
his black bush was sticking out of his partially opened zipper. In a quick
motion, he clenched my wrist and took another deep breath.

"Hey man, this is a little awkward.  If you really want to, I'll give you a
1 minute preview, and then....maybe.....maybe ...another time. Is that okay
for you"?

"Well, I'm already down here, may as well start the timer".  I didn't even
know if I wanted to go through with it, but had to admit, I always wondered
what his cock looked like.  So, I unzipped his pants and with excitement
started to pull them down. Almost at the same time that he took a step
forward to press himself into my face he got scared and quickly zipped up
and rebuttoned his jeans.

"Oh man, I can't do this. Maybe some other time, but this just feels weird
-- I mean we're friends mostly because of our wives and now we share
...this, but I don't want to take it further right now. Sorry man".  He
gave me a light punch on the shoulder and started to head out when he
stopped again and came back to give me a hug -- something  he'd never done
before. While we were in our manly embrace he said, "If this ever comes up,
let's just say we grabbed a quick drink together".

I laughed a little and agreed with him.  When the door closed, I locked it
and leaned against it wondering about what could have happened, or if I
even wanted it to. I'd really never thought about doing anything intimate
with him, but with my face in front of his crotch, I have to admit I was
intrigued.

Feeling both relieved and disappointed, I strolled over to the couch,
turned on the TV, and started to flick through the channels watching crap
some crap show for about half an hour when the phone rang.  It was Rob
apologizing for walking out on me.  He said if I was up for it, I could
come over there for a drink and we could hang out.

"Why not" I thought.  Maybe I'd get to know him a little better. So I
grabbed my coat, slipped on my shoes and off I went to his hotel, not
realizing what was in store for me.

I went up to the 16th floor of the hotel, and knocked on his door.  This
time, he played the joke, and opened the door slowly from behind.  I
chuckled, and strolled in front while he shut the door.  Hello "Mike" he
said sarcastically, "come on in. Glad you decided to come over".  I laughed
and strolled in.

I threw my coat on the chair and sat at the end of the couch, wondering
where this evening was going to take me.  Rob walked over to me and
standing directly in front of me asked what I'd like to drink.  I didn't
know how far this little game was going to go, so I thought I'd take a
chance.  "Um, I'm looking for a few shots of something creamy. Have you got
anything like that here?" I looked at him with an obvious deadpan face
wondering how he'd respond.

Slowly, this huge grin came over his face acknowledging that something was
going to happen. "You know, I think I'm going to have to check in the
kitchen.  He walked out of the room and in a couple of minutes, came back
in naked from the waist down. I had to keep playing the game, but sort of
let out this one loud syllable laugh.  His arms were crossed, he had this
sexy grin on his face, and I couldn't help staring at his penis. He had an
average size cut cock, but good size balls, and a dark bush.  His legs were
hairy too; I knew that from seeing him in shorts, but it was nice to see
all of him from the waist down. "Nice" I said.    He just shook his head as
if he didn't know what I was referring to.

"So, there doesn't seem to be any creamy liquor in the fridge or cabinet,
but I have a feeling you might know where to find some, but um, you might
have to work for it".  He took a couple of steps forward so he was standing
in between my spread legs.  "Do you want to get it"?

I sat forward in the chair, and looked up at him.  "You sure"?

"I don't want to let my buddy down" he said smiling. "You and I both wanted
this tonight, so let's just do it".

I leaned forward on the couch and placed my hands on the side of his thighs
and leaned into his body breathing in the manly scent of his crotch. It
didn't take long before I realized how much I wanted to be there. At the
beginning, I just took a few minutes to rub my nose and mouth over and
through his pubes, lightly tasting and kissing his dick, and balls, and
inner thighs.  He placed his hands at the back of my head and pushed his
crotch hard into my face with his semi-hard cut dick against my face and
nose. I let his cock slip into my mouth.

"There you go" he said gently.

"And there *you* go" I replied while resting his penis on my lips. For a
minute, I just sat back staring at his beautiful penis and enjoying his
smile as he looked at me. He leaned forward and gently brought my head to
his crotch.

With that, he started a slow face fuck with his slowly growing cock.  "Oh
my god, I can't believe you and I are really doing this!"

And so it began. Rob's cock was mine for the next 20 minutes or so.  He
rested his hands on my shoulders and continued to feed it to me. I kissed
it, sucked it, and licked it from base to tip and back again.  When he was
fully hard, he actually had a pretty thick cock that was a typical length.
I wasn't in any rush to get him off, and was enjoying the smell and flavour
of his crotch.   He asked how soon I wanted that cream drink and I told him
I could wait if he could. He lifted my face, holding it with both hands
with his penis still in my mouth. He said he was sure there'd be enough for
a couple of drinks if I wasn't in a rush to get home; said he wouldn't mind
letting one go.  The whole time he was talking to me, I was massaging his
cock with my lips.

"Okay let's go" I said.  I grabbed the base of his cock and started
stroking hard while flicking the tip of my tongue over his pre-cum oozing
cock.  After a few minutes of hard stroking and sucking he started that
guttural "I'm gonna cum I'm gonna cum" and then he gushed pushing his cock
further into my mouth. He stopped fucking, but I didn't stop sucking.  While
I could taste the texture of his semen, there was only a slight bitter
taste. Just knowing it was shooting then oozing out of him and into my
mouth, I was happy.  I continued to suck for at least another five minutes,
until he was completely soft.  Oh man it was nice.

"Okay okay" he said as he turned away from me and plopped down on the couch
beside me.  "Holy fuck Al, that was great.  What is it -- over two years
since I've known you? Here we are; who knew"?

He actually leaned over and put his head on my shoulder. "You okay"? he
asked. "Taste as good as you expected"?

"Oh yeah, everything was good. I don't know about you, but I was a little
nervous with you. I think it might um, take a couple more times to get used
to it -- with you I mean."

He chuckled and then started to get up asking if I wanted a real drink this
time to which I happily accepted.  He went to the kitchen, and came back
with a couple of beers, still naked from the waist down, his penis jiggling
away -- which of course, I had no problem with.  I rinsed down whatever
semen was left in my mouth which in itself was kind of neat.

"Get it all down?" he asked punching me in the shoulder again.  He sprawled
out at the other end of the small comfy couch with one leg tucked into his
crotch, and the other extended, actually touching my thigh.  So now I had a
little time to take in the strength of his legs, and his crotch.  It was
really great to sit next to him like this. I rested my right hand on his
foot gently massaging it.

Finally, we spent some time talking about what just happened, and if he'd
been doing this for awhile -- with all his travels.  He said that actually,
he had only done it a few times when he was really horny; had never had an
affair with a woman, and chose to take the "passive" role of getting his
cock sucked rather than sucking himself. He really did play poker or pool a
lot and read.  His wife rarely sucked him, something he really loved, but
otherwise, their sex life was okay.  They were apart more than together
because of the travelling they both did with their jobs.  I told him I'd
only given BJs to good friends, and not that often, but really liked it
`cause it's the closest one guy could share with another.  (In my humble
opinion)

And then came the time of truth.  What now?  He turned on the TV and we
were quiet for a bit. He scooched down on the couch a little, and his feet
were now crossed and resting on my lap. I have to say I liked the closeness
and I liked the hair on his legs and told him so.   He told me he was never
into showing physical affection with guys in public and not to take it
personally, but this was different.  So, we knew where we were.

"So, how long has it been since you've sucked a guy", he asked.

"Oh man, probably a year and a half....long time...maybe even two years.
How about you -- when was the last time you got sucked by a guy?

" A year ago for sure, and it was actually so quick it was hardly worth it.
The guy jerked me more than sucked and then took off. Yeah, there's nothing
like a good long suck".  We clinked our beer bottles together in agreement.

We watched TV again, and by now it was close to midnight. There was no
indication that either of us wanted to move as we were enjoying our
closeness. But, I realized I wanted to take him up on his "two-drink"
offer.

"Okay Rob, I'm just going to throw this out there. I haven't sucked a cock
in a long time, and who knows when the next time will be.  How do you feel
about me sleeping over and sucking your dick all night."

"Oh my god -- really? I'd love you sucking me again but I don't know about
staying over all night, but um, yeah...I could go for another round at
least.  Sometimes I get last minute invites to breakfast and they meet me
in the lobby....but, you know...happy to go for awhile.

We finished our beers, and the end of the news program, and then looked at
each other with these sheepish grins and made our way to the bedroom.  I
stripped to my boxers, and he just kept wearing his tshirt.  He leaned up
against the headboard, spread his legs and invited me in.

I shimmied up on the bed between his hairy legs, until my face was in his
crotch, and for the next 2 hours, we talked about dicks, told some jokes,
and I sucked him, and licked him, and made him feel good.  This was way
better than I ever could imagine. Being able to just take my time and enjoy
him also made me feel good about him too, and he sure let me know it.   I
feasted on his balls, his dick, his pubes and even spent a little time on
his hole which was the first time for him. He did cum after about an hour,
but I just kept on savouring his crotch until, unfortunately -  he fell
asleep. His penis was never fully hard again, but nice and plump
regardless.  I was so high on his cock, and the sexy smell of his crotch, I
could have kept going all night, but out of respect for Rob, I decided it
was time to go. Man it was hard to leave. I got my coat, and went back in
to see if he was awake, but no such luck. I leaned down and sucked him
again for about a minute, then kissed the head of his cock, and then his
forehead.  I threw the covers over him and let myself out, my mouth filled
with the taste of my buddy.

I wandered around downtown a little for about an hour just trying to settle
down from what had just happened and crawled into my bed around 4AM.  Did I
go to sleep? No, of course not `cause I jerked off thinking about Rob's
cock on my face and in my mouth. Then I fell asleep.

Around 7AM, my phone rang yanking me out of a deep sleep. It was Rob.  "Hey
buddy, sorry to wake you if I did? I just wanted to thank you and your very
talented mouth for THE best oral I've ever had in my life!  I think I may
have just found my new best friend"!

"I think I might have to agree with you on that" I replied. "I've got to
tell you I could definitely have fallen asleep with my face in your crotch.
You know I stayed down there for about an hour after you zonked out.  I
have to admit it was pretty hot. So bud, we're going to have to figure out
what's next and how we're going to work this out."

"You know, I've got some time later this afternoon if you want to come by
for another drink -- right out of the tap".

"Ah Rob, I would really love to, but my day is packed; the team is getting
together for dinner and then I'm flying home tonight.  We'll have to work
something out when we get back".  I kind of wanted to make sure that our
friendship wasn't just about me sucking his cock, but on the other hand, it
is kind of cool to have a buddy who doesn't mind you playing with his cock
from time to time.

And so, our first adventure together ended and I had no idea what was next.
The four of us were getting together at his place in a week and I'm sure
we'd have a chance to talk about stuff while we were barbecuing -- the other
kind of great meat!

Stay tuned for part 2.

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