Date: Tue, 15 Apr 2008 00:44:54 -0400 From: T C Subject: Shouldn't Kiss Me Like This (adult friends) part 1 As I always do on a Saturday night after a very long week at the office,drudging through another bad week of real estate,I am at my favorite bar. I am hanging out with great friends.Just having fun. Watching to see who can out drink who. When I have a few in me,I am ready to put my slip in to do karaoke. The bar was really crowded.More so than usual. It was an odd mixture.a diversified crowd.The young and the young at heart.Gay,bi,straight,lesbians.Blue collar to white collar.White trash to guys with expensive designer shirts and ties.Some lived in trailers.Others lived in row homes.while others lived in mansions.The beer and mixed drinks were flowing non stop. The sound of the register being rung on,was also non-stop. As soon as I finished my number,the applaud was tame.Not that it mattered,as long as I had fun singing . I went down to the end of the bar to talk with a few friends. Then he walked in.A man from the very distant past. A man I could actually say I feel in love with for the very first time.The man who threw me out of his home .The man who "outed" me to my Christian family . The man that made my life a living hell of tears and broken heart.I yearned for his love,but he didn't return it as he pined away for a guy from another state.yet he always knocked on my door every weekend.every weekend I let him into my bed. The bed where he made passionate,sensuous,hot erotic sweaty sex.The only complaint I ever had,but never said allowed, was that the ring on his finger that was his deceased father's wedding band to his deceased mother that pinched my cock or nipples.The man who swore that he wasn't having sex with anyone but me,but found out he was and putting me at risk by the many,many men he had. Just looking at him flooded me with memories of the good and the bad times that we had. It was like a love story at first that turned bittersweet. Three years ago,a friend of mine had told me about a gay personals website.I went looking on there. I looked at alot of pics.They were nothing that stood out until I came across his profile. In the profile I seen that he was with a guy I knew.Out of curiosity,I wrote to him asking where he knows the guy. No reply.He was online too I didn't give up that easily. Something attracted me to him like a moth to a flame.Even with that analogy in mind,I should have known better. Why am I even on this website in the first place? I am in a relationship. Yet the guy I've been seeing for the last two years,been tearing apart since we got together.Constant arguments. He wanted me to be like him and do as he tells me to do. All he ever wanted to do was go out to eat and then to a thrift store.If I didn't stand by his side and liked what he liked,he got pissed and split.This relationship to me was like,I hated to see him come and couldn't wait to see him go. It wasn't a being in love- love affair.He was only to be a one night fling. When we seen BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN at the movies,I sat next to him.Watching the movie,for the first time I realized that is the kind of love I wanted .Someone who wanted to be with me.Couldn't wait to see me and vice versa.I hated seeing him go . Right then and there I realized we were over.he stopped coming up to my place all together. This guy whose name is Robert is 5'11,190,brown hair,deep sea blue eyes and hairless except for a goatee.He wrote back saying hi.Lets meet some time.If I minded that he was married. I wrote back and said no,I didn't mind. I heard that our mutual friend was giving a massage at a friend's of mine home.He asked if I wanted to be there Friday night. I said "YES"!. Friday night came. I went over to my friend's home.The masseuse,Robert and another guy were upstairs. The guy I knew came downstairs,shirtless,sweaty and in cottony white pants. "Come on up.Robert is anxious to meet you"> I went on upstairs.Robert and I looked at each other and something happened to me.Like its never happened to me before.I took one look at his face.It was the face I wanted to see some more.I tried playing it cool,like a silly fool.The client dressed and left. Our mutual friend,Arnie,had asked,Do you want a massage?" I said yeah. I stripped off my clothes. Both Arnie and Robert began massaging me all over. I sucked on Arnie's huge cock as he leaned it over my mouth and I devoured every inch of it. His hairy chest pressed against mine. Robert massaged my inner thighs until I was fully erect. He had magical hands.Just one touch and my cock went straight up I sucked on Arnie's cock as he in and out it.I looed at Robert as Robert looked at me.We couldn't keep ou eyes off each other. I was in ecstasy.Two hot men,massaging me and I'm sucking on Arnie's cock. They switched places.Arnie and Robert had kissed .IT aroused me more that I leaked alot of precum. I looked at Robert who is totally naked. His cock was average,yet his balls were above average.Like that of extra large eggs.. Somehow I managed to get both of his huge nuts into my mouth and sucked on them.Twirled my tongue around each of them until both were soaking wet.Then his cock slipped in. His eyes were filled with amazement at how I could get his fully erect cock and two huge nuts in my mouth.After I pumped his cock,devouring every inch to the back of my throat,he came.Then Arnie shot his hot jism all over my chest.Both he and Robert worked on my cock until I shot an explosive huge load. Robert was amazed at the load I had shot. Then scooped up my cum,tasted it and used the rest to jerk me off more.I had shot a second load.I said "That's just my usual tsunami load". "I couldn't believe you are the first one to devour all of me" "I am an expert cock and ball sucker.Plus I got great gag reflexes" . After that the three of us had dressed. Robert told me stories of how he and Arnie get away every year to the gay beach.. They asked if I wanted to go,but reality had set in. I told them I am seeing someone and how would I explain to him that I am going away with two people I had never talked about to him before.? Robert swore to keep in touch. That's such a bedroom talk cliche. I heard it so many times before. The next morning I went to check my email. There was an email from Robert. He wrote a nice letter thanking me for the best blow job ever.He wanted to get together with me and make it as often as possible. I shot back saying "Ok".After that,I didn't hear from him for seven months. We ended up having to meet for dinner at a chinese buffet restaurant.then back to my place for a massage.Again,I became the buffet. Robert said the same thing,he'd be in touch. I said,"Yeah whatever" He and Arnie had left my place. It was an exact week later that Robert had called and asked me to the beach.He was theer alone. Yet he'd be going out to buy a pair of tennis shoes.As much as I had wanted to be with him. I couldn't. My car wasn't running right.We talked awhile and laughed alot. He made me feel alive. After that I wouldn't hear from him again until five months later.........True gay love story........