Date: Sun, 15 Sep 2013 16:32:03 +1000 From: Paul Hart Subject: It is Curious Part 1 It is Curious Part 1 I'd been casual friends with one of my colleagues for perhaps a year or so, in fact I found him rather attractive but hadn't done anything in that direction since I was getting all the sex I needed at home from a wife who many considered beautiful...it was a few years since I'd fully indulged my bi-sexual appetites so it wasn't surprising that matters should develop as they did. Occasionally the requirements of work decreed that a couple of us would be detailed to travel interstate for periods - usually of a fortnight at a time. Up until then I hadn't travelled with my friend Jeremy and I found myself looking forward to it. The first week was uneventful but some time into the second week I began to notice certain tensions, it was our custom to unwind in the evenings and of course to go out for a meal, I said nothing and things continued as they were. Then I think it was on the Monday we had our meal and decided to walk back along the river, it was a deepening twilight and a lovely restful scene, we were strolling quietly when we came upon the couple, taking them unawares. They were in profile, one stood taller than the other, heavy featured and intent..his partner stood with lifted face..short cropped hair and delicate features...she was being kissed and her slim figure showed to advantage beside her thickset partner, so much so that I whispered "Nice work if you can get it". Jeremy looked at me strangely "Yes, it certainly is...you know for a minute I could have sworn that was you with him? It's two men! Anyway, like you said - nice work, very nice!" I gulped, embarrassed then instantly aroused by what we'd seen asked "You mean...you like what you saw...and thought it could have been me?" Unthinking I had placed a hand on his arm, he noticed and came to a halt "Yes he was certainly attractive....but I'm out with someone just as nice...do you mind? Jeremy drew me towards him, I let myself go with it, mouth dry with excitement...all the old memories came back as he tilted my chin for that first kiss, I hesitated then put my arms around him....oh yes, I'd been missing this..."Jeremy - it's been a while you know.." He hushed me "Shhhh, let's just enjoy" and I surrendered to his kisses. Back at the hotel we headed for Jeremy's room, I was quivering with excitement and fumbled awkwardly with my buttons....Jeremy seemed to have no such problem "You know...I've wanted you for some time now...but wasn't quite sure...here, let me help" He was already naked and I glanced down at his erection...oh wow...I had a thought "Jeremy...have you anything..a lubricant...you know?" He gestured to a jar next to his bed "Always...just in case..." By now my knees were all weak and wobbly with excitement so it was a relief to get started. I find that the most exciting moment comes when you feel your partner's hand on your prick..and then you reach out to feel his...for a long moment we stood there just fondling one another while gazing into each other's eyes..it makes it feel so much more personal..I've always had a thing going for mutual masturbation too....it's so much better having a man do it with you, he knows just how and where to stroke...a woman can be good too but - nowhere near as delicious as a man's touch! So Jeremy and I stood by his bed becoming more and more aroused...I found my breathing becoming heavy and muttered "Slowly....let's make this last a bit more, please...ooh you're so good at it...keep it up...and you'll be able to do anything you want with me!" I meant it, my arousal was complete and I couldn't think of anything other than the fact that - Jeremy wanted to fuck me..I kept telling myself "He's going to fuck me...I'm going to get fucked..." it was almost unbearable....there comes a time when you are so sexually excited that there's a deep sort of knot in your tummy - that's how I felt. It is curious, isn't it? We didn't discuss it but eventually it sort of happened - I toppled onto the bed, there I lay on my back with legs spread and drawn up in invitation, Jeremy got the message and began to apply Vaseline, as his fingers entered me I couldn't help gasping...then he was applying the stuff to his penis and having done so, he paused, standing there erect and pointing. As if hypnotised I watched as he walked forward to kneel between my legs, penis poised..then he placed a hand under each thigh and gently lifted me...then I felt it..the tentative prod followed by firm pressure "Gently Jeremy...darling...it's been so long..." Yes, there was that burning feeling and I gritted my teeth - then relaxed...and wow! He was coming in, I could feel it..at last, he was stretching me as he moved up...and up...I caught my breath, held it, then relaxed again...and he was in me, all the way...and I felt so full! My lover then began the motions of love...as I lay spread before him, reaching up I placed my hands on his hips for encouragement and began whispering silly nothings "There, go for it...enjoy me..do I feel nice?" Jeremy was concentrating, too intent on what he was doing to me to answer...he had a glazed look - the one you get when you are totally absorbed, so I lay quietly save for the occasional gasp...I'd had a bit of a thing going for Jeremy...and now here I was beneath him as he fucked me...my one regret was - that there were only four days of the working week left... Of course I was sore next day, I mean not only had it been some time since a man had enjoyed me but Jeremy had indulged me twice more that night and once the next morning...just before drifting off I recalled him murmuring 'You're so very very attractive ...don't know how they keep their hands off you...that was lovely..." and he kissed me gently. However, sore or otherwise, we made the most of it, our time away from home...in fact I never slept in my room again. We had things to discuss of course, Jeremy was single with no ties, he however knew I was married...but we both wanted to continue the relationship, if at all possible...interestingly he too was bisexual so was able to understand my domestic situation. Anyway, I decided to talk to my wife Margaret, explaining what had happened with Jeremy, I knew it was safe to do so since she had a gay brother, one she was on good terms with, besides she enjoyed listening to my stories of past encounters - they turned her on! The upshot was that after I'd described my liaison in detail...a busy evening followed, as I'd expected she beacame very aroused with the telling(it is curious isn't it - the number of women who like listening to your gay experiences and become turned on by them?)...after having both settled down we considered the various implications. The upshot was that without too much fuss we decided to carry on pretty much as before, it would be ok for me and Jeremy to get together occasionally but, here she had a stipulation, and it seemed perfectly natural to me. Since I was free to indulge on the side..strictly on the side...what about her? I considered her argument and really....couldn't fault the logic...except for one condition - I'd want to know about it and who it was with...and that was in case of subsequent embarrassment. She agreed. So in a sense we embarked on some sort of an 'open' marriage and looking at her delicious little figure idly speculated as to who would be the first lucky customer to have her.