“So, what you’re telling me is that fucking your wife’s ass is your favorite thing to do and that’s what your wife wanted you to do without you having to ask her?” Jack asked with a look on his face that wasn’t at all quizzical but looked more like he already knew the answer to the question.
Before I could respond to his query, Jack gave me what he thought was the answer, or should I say, the reason why he thinks things happened the way they did.
“While we were getting the drinks, Juli and your wife were talking girl-talk. Now that can be about clothes, or cosmetics, or kids but I’ll bet you dollars to donuts they were talking about sex. In a place like this, when virtually every body is walking around naked and pheromones hang heavy in the air, women only talk about sex. Now, let me ask you a question.”
“Go ahead,” I was really intrigued.
“Have you given your wife any indication that you might be ‘going off the reservation?'” ”
“Well, right before we came here, my wife caught me looking at some porn that wasn’t quite the usual stuff we look at together.”
“It wasn’t kiddy porn or bestiality or anything bizarre, was it?
“No, It was some gay porn. I’ve just found myself fantasizing about men. You know, what it would be like to suck a cock or get fucked in the ass. I think it’s probably part of some kind of mid-life crisis. We’ve been having the same old sex for so long although it’s become a little bit more interesting lately. It took a long time before my wife would even let me stick a finger in her ass and I never thought she would ever let me rim her. Toys have also found their way into our bedroom on a more frequent basis. Anyway, I was totally surprised by her reaction. I thought she would have gone ballistic but instead, she accepted my fantasy as something legitimate and said that who knows what the future will bring. Maybe it can happen and she’d like to be a part of it. I was floored.” As I spoke to Jack, my penis, which had begun to deflate, started to harden. Although I wasn’t fully hard, I was certainly showing a little wood.
“Juli and I had a similar situation about the exact same thing, my interest in guys. Her immediate reaction wasn’t quite the same but it wasn’t negative either. All I know is that from then on, she has offered herself for every bit of kink and fetish that has ever crossed my mind and, much like your wife, without my having to beg or plead. She’s even let me indulge my fantasies with men saying as long as I come home at night and give her what she wants, she doesn’t have a problem. This all began about three years ago. I finally asked her what changed. She said she got some advice from somebody wiser than she that said if your significant other gets what he or she wants at home, they wouldn’t be looking elsewhere for it. Sounds like Juli might have passed on that wisdom to your wife.”
“Could be, Jack. I still can’t wait to see if I’ll be able to act on my fantasies.”
“Buddy, you can do that right now. I’m ready willing and able to help you on that score,” Jack said with a shit-eating grin on his face pointing to what looked like about seven inches of hard flesh between his legs. I looked down at his shorts and saw his erection sticking out of the bottom. Jack was uncut. His foreskin was pulled halfway back and I could see the purple head of his cock with its one eye looking at me. “I’ve been where you are right now, my friend. I had a choice, too. I could’ve walked away with my fantasy staying just that. Something that I only thought about. Or I could make my dream come true. I made the right choice then. Are you going to make the right choice now?”
We had been sitting opposite each other while we talked. I moved and sat next to Jack and put a hand on his thigh.
“I want to do this more than anything but I’m nervous and scared and very excited all at the same time.” My cock was throbbing so much it was almost painful.
Jack stood up, pulled his shorts off, and sat back down. His erection was beautiful; the head of his prick was totally engorged with blood. He put a hand around his cock and slid his foreskin up over the head and then pulled it back. He did it several times with a slow even stroke. He was teasing me. I didn’t want him to bring himself off although I knew he really had no intention to pleasure himself to completion, not when there was a willing fellator ready to take care of his needs
“It’s all yours, my friend. Do with it as you wish,” Jack said with a tone of bravado, something you might hear in an old swashbuckling movie.
I got down on my knees between his legs. With my hands rubbing his thighs, I kissed the head of his penis. I couldn’t taste anything just using my lips so I licked him with my tongue. The initial flavor was salty, probably from sweat. After all, we were in the tropics. With my tongue I massaged his glans penis, the top part of the head of the penis, because I knew from my own experience that’s the most sensitive part. When I jerked off, I always concentrate on the glans for the most intense feelings. I wanted to get the most out of this new adventure, so I did everything very slowly. I was making a recording in my brain that I would be able to watch over and over again.
I looked up at Jack’s face and our eyes met. He smiled, moaned, and leaned back, making himself more comfortable. As he leaned back, his hips slipped forward, allowing me even better access to his raging hard-on. I opened my mouth to take his cock in. Giving a good first blowjob is not an easy task. I pushed down on his cock, opening my mouth as wide as I could, trying to make sure that my teeth didn’t get in the way. I got about three inches of his cock in my mouth and that was going to be it, at least this time. I wanted to please Jack but I wanted to have a good time too.
Jack was certainly enjoying my efforts. As I sucked and tongued his cock, I moved my hands up to his chest and, with just fingertips, massaged his nipples until they were hard as pebbles, then I pinched them almost to the point of pain.
“Nobody ever paid quite as much attention to my nipples before as you are now. I never realized how exciting it could be,” Jack said, breathing very heavily. I knew that I was pleasing him in a way that was all new to him. I was taking it all in, the taste of his cock in my mouth, the musky aromas of his body. As I sucked and slurped, I had a new appreciation for the many blowjobs my wife had given me over the years.
Jack was starting an almost involuntary movement of his hips up and down, working with me as I blew him. I knew that he was going to cum at any minute. I pulled back so I was only sucking the tip of his cock. I didn’t want him to cum in the back of my throat. I wanted his spunk on my tongue so I could hold it in my mouth and taste it in all its glory. His nipples were still hard so I flicked them with my fingers. I wanted to suck on them but I didn’t want to miss having him cum in my mouth.
He tapped me on the shoulder to let me know he was going to shoot. And shoot he did. There must have been four or five massive squirts of his cum. My mouth was filled with his man juice. I squeezed his prick to get the last of his cum out and then sat back to savor his ejaculate. It had an indescribable flavor and a thickness like gravy. It was delicious. I tasted it every corner of my mouth and then, before I swallowed it, I opened my mouth to show Jack the fruit of our efforts. I swallowed it and licked my lips. Mission accomplished.