Date: Sun, 13 Feb 2000 03:23:16 -0800 (PST)
From: FG
Subject: Three Days, Two New Friends

I'm almost 50, 5'8", 155 lb.  I've been happily
married for 28 years with a fairly normal sex life
with my wife.  I've certainly fooled around with guys
during that time, but not quite as much as during the
last two months.  I don't find sex with my wife quite as
stimulating as great blowjobs with the guys.

The reason for the recent increase in my activity with
guys is all the internet ads I've been answering; I've
been meeting quite a few guys, but the events of the
last three days are worth writing about.  It is early
Friday morning.  The events in this story, all true,
began Tuesday evening.

I had been corresponding with Taylor for a few weeks.
It was finally the evening to meet.  Taylor is just a
few years older than me, my build and quite handsome.
His wife was at work.  When he greeted me at the door
and we looked at each other, I already could tell we
were on to something good.  We sat and chatted for a
few minutes, but it wasn't too long before we were in
the guest room.  As we stripped, he put his mouth on
my balls through my briefs.  It felt so warm and
wonderful.  But soon we were both lying naked on the
bed.  We pressed against each other and it was just so
nice, relaxing.  We grabbed and stroked each other's
cocks, but in no time, he went down on me.  He started
with my balls and knew just what to do to them; he
licked them and sucked them gently, but soon, my
cock was down his throat.  He wasn't quite ready for
me to go down on him, as much as I wanted to have his
cock down my throat the same way.

But Taylor could tell I was a bit nervous about
something.  What it turned out to be was that I kind
of knew my wife expected me to herself about three hours
later.  Now if I had to do it with my wife and then
with Taylor three hours later, that would be no problem,
since he turns me on so much more than my wife ever
could.  But since my wife doesn't turn me on like
Taylor does, I was nervous that I'd fail with her.  I
admitted this to Taylor, whose wisdom dictated that he
had better stop, so he did.  I felt a bit frustrated,
but offered to get him off.  He declined.

The next night was Wednesday.  I had met another guy,
Ron, through his ad; we had even once previously met
to kind of check each other out.  He had wanted to
meet Wednesday evening for our first encounter, but I
told him I wouldn't be coming home then, so we
scheduled our meeting for Thursday.  But plans changed
and I did end up coming home on Wednesday.  Taylor had
made it clear to me that I could come by whenever I
wanted.  He had told me how much he enjoyed sucking
me.  But when I called him, he informed me that he had
to go to a meeting and wouldn't be available till 10,
too late for me.  But I was really horny.  I wanted a
cock in my mouth (preferably Taylor's) and I wanted
mine sucked.  I tried to get Ron at work, but I must
have missed him by a few minutes.  I had hoped to
switch him back to Wednesday, since Taylor had told me
to call him if there were any holes in my Thursday
evening plans. But so much for that.  My meeting with
Ron would remain Thursday.

So I had one more chance: Mike.  Mike is a gorgeous
32-yr. old, 5'10".  He and I had sucked each other off
about three weeks earlier.  First, he had sucked me off,
swallowing every bit of my cum; he had licked me
clean.  I was certainly happy to return the favor, and
when I did, I almost choked on the quantity he shot.
But when I phoned Mike, he informed me he had a cold.
So Wednesday was a dry night.  My wife wasn't even
available.  She and I have a pact for no sex on
Mondays or Wednesdays (the reason doesn't matter)!

So Thursday (yesterday) came.  I had so much trouble
getting any work done, in anticipation of the meeting
with Ron that would finally occur.  The moment finally
came.  Ron and I met and drove to the motel we had
decided to use.  Ron is a 41-yr. old guy, pretty nice
looking, a bit overweight.  He is separated from his
second wife.  But Ron had never sucked a guy before!
I was to be his first.  Only one other guy had ever
sucked him off.  So we split the fee and he seemed so
thrilled when I game him $2 change from his $20.  "A
bargain" he joked.

We went into the room and he turned on the TV.  I
wasn't particularly thrilled with the country music
station he chose, but I kind of ignored it.  Within a
minute, we were both naked on the bed.  He had a
beautiful thick cock, at least 7".  I got us into a
pretty reasonable 69 position and began sucking him.
His precum tasted so good.  I'd have to say his cock
was the sweetest I've ever tasted.  He took my cock
into his mouth and did a bit of what needed to be
done.  He managed to swirl his tongue around my
cockhead and suck gently.  It really did feel pretty
good, but I could tell it was a bit difficult for him,
perhaps since I was ramming it a bit too hard down his
throat.  So back to his cock, I tongued and sucked
that thing and he moaned and shot his load.  I didn't
time it, but it was certainly less than three minutes,
probably less than two.  But at that point, he informed
me he couldn't suck me any more.  I guess this
bi-curious guy found that his curiosity had led him on
a very different path from mine.  At least at this
time, I suspect he's going to prefer females.  Of
course, I'd be available again should he change his
mind (and he knows that).

But here I was, frustrated again.  I got dressed and
began driving home.  But then it hit me.  Here was a
hole in my plans for Thursday!  I had thought Ron and
I would be together for close to two hours (enough to
get each other off a few times), but it had been only
a few minutes.  I phoned Taylor, but the line was
busy.  He must have been on the computer.  So I drove
to his house.  I must have missed him by minutes;
there was no answer when I knocked on the door.  So I
drove home.  I had really wanted so much to suck him.
That would have been the first time I would have
sucked off two different guys the same evening.  I was
also curious to see if he'd decide a second time not
to get me off because of my need to perform with my
wife later that evening.

So, to end, it looks like Taylor and I are about to
embark on a wonderful relationship.  We constantly
correspond with each other.  As for Ron, it was hard
for him to relate to my explanation of how turned on I
get when I see gorgeous guys.  I told him that I'd be
happy to continue to correspond with him, and that I'd
even like to try it again with him, if he wanted.  I'm
not sure what he will ultimately decide.  I hope he'll
try at least once more.  In any case, we're still
friends.