Date: Tue, 17 Aug 1999 22:32:32 -0700 (PDT) From: Ian MacGregor Subject: Getting Personal It was a pathetic attempt, granted, but how else was a bisexual married man supposed to meet men for sex? So I broke down and put an internet personal ad on the net. I didn't expect much, maybe a few responses from other bisexual guys like me. I certainly didn't expect Bill. He answered my ad a few days after it went on the site. He said he was 6', 200 lbs, muscular, hairy, with dark hair and a beard. He sounded just perfect, but I had no idea how to answer him, and even less idea of how to go about meeting him. Luckily, he took control of the situation, as I guess a "dominant" man would. He suggested the time, place, and even what I should wear. The time was Friday at midnight, the place was the local "cruising" spot- a xxx bookstore, and he said I should wear "nothing complicated". As Friday rolled around, I got ready in eager anticipation. I showered esecially long, making sure to scrub well all the right spots. As I got out of the shower, I took a long look at myself, wondering if Bill would find the real thing as pleasing as the description. 5'10", 180 lbs, blonde hair and goatee, killer smile and mouth, perfectly shaped torso with some muscle but not bulging, and a nice 8" circumcised cock. I certainly had never had any complaints on my body or looks, but I was still nervous about Bill. For some reason, he had impressed me, and I wanted to impress him. As the clock struck 11:30, I headed out to the bookstore. No sense in waiting until the stroke of midnight. I only live about 10 minutes away, so I thought I'd get there early and check out some of the action, as well as hopefully scoping out a good spot for Bill and I to get it on. I walked in the store and looked around for a bit. There were about 4 or 5 guys there, mostly older than me, and a few women even. Probably lesbians, but who cares really. It's nice that they even go to those places at all, I think. Bill didn't seem to be anywhere up front, so I headed to the booths in back. Along the way I stopped and got a few bucks worth of tokens, then made my way to the darkly lit, smoky, somewhat rank back of the bookstore. There were several more guys hanging around here, probably about 10 or 12, all ranging in age from what looked like 18 up to probably 65. Again, no sign of Bill, but there were some booths with the doors closed and he might be in one. I decided to head into one and watch a film until midnight. I shut the door behind me in booth #5, and put my token in, then selected a movie featuring leather guys. The screen burst to life showing 3 big men in leather chaps and not much else giving it to a smaller guy who was tied up to a construction saw-horse. One guy was fucking the bottom's ass while another was feeding him his horse cock. The third guy was holding a short leather whip and periodically hitting the bottom while throwing insults and offering suggestions like "suck that cock, pussy-boy". It didn't take long for that to make me pretty hard, so I pulled out my lengthening meat and began to beat it. It wasn't long before I had two sets of fingers pawing at the gloryholes to either side of me. But no, this cock was Bill's tonight, and only he would touch it. I looked at my watch and saw that it was a few minutes to midnight. I zipped back up and headed out the door only to be confronted with a spectacular site. In front of me, looking right down at me, was 6' of muscle, hair, and pure male lust. Bill pushed me back in to the booth and locked the door behind him. I was nervous and horny as hell at the same time. I wanted to strip him naked and devour his every inch, but he gave me a look that said "wait for it", so I did. He looked me over for what seemed like 10 minutes, telling me to turn around, bend over, and lift my arms. All the while he pulled off one after another of my items of clothing. Once I was completely naked, he stepped back and surveyed the whole enchilada. Nodding his approval, he stepped back towards me and grabbed me roughly, pulling me to him. I thought he was going to kiss me, but as soon as I was touching his massive chest, he put his hands on top of my shoulders and pushed down. I squatted down to my knees, and once there, he proceeded to shove my face into his crotch. I smelled the sweat and heat through his jeans and longed to pull out his cock and put it in my mouth. He must have read my mind, because he pulled me back and told me to pull out his dick. I jumped to it, and before you could say "Oscar Meyer" I had his dick in my hand and my mouth open to receive it. But he had other plans first. He told me to put my hands behind my back and keep them there. Once I had, he went to his back pocket and produced a length of leather cord. He went around behind me and pulled my arms together, tieing my hands securely behind my back. That done, he came around the front again and, dick in hand, began to smack my face with it. Back and forth, he hit me with his hardening cock, then he smothered his crotch in my face and hair. Finally, he relented and guided it toward my mouth. I quickly took as much of this good 9" in me as I could, and then proceeded to give him my best blowjob ever. Before long he was moaning and swearing, grabbing my head in both hands and forcing me further and further down on his steel rod. Then he pulled out and shoved his nutsack in my mouth. I gobbled up one then the other, licking and sucking one at a time or both at the same time until he was again moaning in ecstacy. Quickly then he turned around and planted his round cheeks firmly in my face. I shoved forward until I could taste his sweaty crack. He pushed back into me while I reamed his hole, biting and shoving my tongue as far out as I could, licking and fucking him with my tongue. We must have been at it for a good half hour, then he decided that we'd had enough foreplay. He picked me up and bent me face-down over the bench. Then he lubed my ass up with some K-Y while pulling on my painfully hard cock. "I'm gonna fuck that pretty ass so good! You want that? Do you?" he asked. All I could do was grunt my assent. I was lost between feelings of anxiety over having his monster cock up my ass and feelings of complete animal lust over the same thing. In the end, of course, the animal lust won out as he slowly shoved his rigid 9" up my rectum. I grabbed my tits with both hands and squeezed hard. It was all I could do to keep from shouting from the combination of pain and pleasure. Soon the pleasure outweighed the pain, though, and he really began to long-dick me. I was going through the roof, reeling from the heat our bodies generated and the intense stimulation his big cock was creating in my ass. He fucked me long and hard, slow and shallow, deep and slow, fast and furious, and finally shot his load deep in my bowels after a staggering hour of buttfucking. When it was over, he quickly spun me around and sucked my aching cock into his mouth. I didn't take long after all that fucking to shoot my load, too. Soon we were both spent and breathing heavily in eachother's arms. We left separately but promised to meet again at least once a week for more fabulous sex.