A gay story: Letting Go. At 31 I was at the top of my game when all of this took place. I wasn’t making a mint but it was steadily getting closer to it so when I won five hundred bucks as “account manager of the year, it was just found money.
A gay sex story: Letting Go
With not a little bit of influence from my fellow managers, I decided to take three hundred of it to celebrate at Venus, a local gentlemen’s club that I frequent about twice a month because I almost never failed to score there and not with the pros. At the last minute, I invited a rep named Jay that was visiting from Australia to join us.
As usual, it was a good show and even the early show was excellent. God, how those girls could move and those bodies…oh my god. Awesome.
After about four or five routines and several rounds, I had to piss so I slipped away, not realizing that Jay was right behind me.
I guess that at this point I should reveal a weakness of mine. When I’m taking a whiz, I always try to check out the cocks on either side of me, which is why I try to get the urinal in the center. I’m as straight as an arrow but I’ve always had a fascination with other men’s cocks, maybe because mine is just so damned average.
So, when Jay moved up to the one on my left, I glanced over to see if I could check out his package. I have to admit it was an impressive 8-1/2 or 9 inches of solid, thick manhood. Subconsciously, I turned away so he couldn’t see mine.
He was staying at the Bellwood, an upscale long term residential hotel, not far from there, so when no one had scored except the dancers, who had quickly spotted us as gullible cash cows, he invited us over for a few more drinks, like we needed them, and food, which we did.
One by one, we all crashed in the guest room, or on the couch, or on the floor, wherever our bodies were when they refused to go on. I was one of the last to go down, since I hadn’t been drinking much at all. I was trying to decide where to crash when he offered to share his room with me. I was in no position to argue so when he stripped down to his briefs, so did I before crawling into the king-sized bed.
I’m not sure how long I’d slept when I became aware that he was touching my ass, not just a casual touch, but between the cheeks and down near my balls. I rolled onto my back, thinking it would discourage him but instead, it quickly became apparent that it was exactly what he’d expected.
Eventually, I went back to sleep, but then I felt him touching my cock. I tried hard to keep him from realizing that I was aware of what he was doing but it was hard because I know now that I actually wanted him to touch me. Why? Hell, I don’t know, I just did, so it was no surprise when he pulled it free of my briefs and began to fondle it. Of course, it only took seconds for it to come to full erection and it felt so damned good the way he touched me, caressed me and the slow strokes over it. Oh my god, I was so hard it hurt. I was not, however, prepare for him to kiss it and when he did, I almost lost it.
It was more than I could stand and I let my eyes open slightly just in time to see my cock slowly disappear into the depths of his warm, wet mouth until it touched the back of his throat. I heard a loud moan and realized it came from me, followed by another when his tongue began moving against the knob and the puffy base of it. Without thinking about it, I pulled back just from the sharp sensation of pleasure but now he knew that I was awake and that I wasn’t trying to stop him.
He looked directly into my eyes as he slowly slid up and down, hesitating at the top of each stroke to suck on the knob and slide his tongue under it, caressing that tender, sensitive tissue there.
I was fisting the sheets to keep from screaming out in pure joy. Of all the women who had gone down on me. Not one could compare to the sensations he was giving me.
He stopped for a few seconds to slip my briefs off before returning to suck and stroke while he fondled my balls and seconds later, his finger slipped into my ass, probing deeper and deeper until I felt his knuckles against my balls. It only took a second for him to find my prostate and massage it but just as I felt the climax approach, he stopped completely to shift on the bed.
He got up and stripped off his briefs, revealing that long, thick cock that was standing erect from his body before lying down again with his face near my cock and his cock level with my face.
I never hesitated for a second to take him in my lips to start sucking on him just as he was doing to me, although I couldn’t reach his ass well so just the tip of my finger slid into him but he groaned so it was getting the job done.
Already primed and ready, it wasn’t long before I shot a wad deep in his throat but he didn’t stop at all, swallowing every drop and sucking me dry. In fact, his finger got more aggressive in my ass and against my prostate as he continued to suck me back to erection again.
I never even gave a thought to the probability that he was going to come in my mouth so I wasn’t prepared when the first shot came, causing me to gag and choke. He quickly pulled out though to spray my face with thick cum but almost immediately his cock was back in my mouth and I was sucking wildly to keep him hard.
I was the first to come again and after milking me down, he let my cock slip out so he could shift positions, locking his long legs around my head to fuck wildly into my face until he pulled me to him with his hands, forcing his cock deep in my throat and holding it there as he filled me with cum, forcing me to swallow even though it gagged me to do so.
. II
We lay together that way for quite a while, not speaking as our bodies continued to pulse with sexual pleasure, our balls empty and my ass throbbing from the aggressive attack as he dug for more depth.
When we heard someone stirring in the next room, we both jumped up to grab our briefs but when I started pulling mine on, he grabbed them and pushed me toward the shower. I heard the soft click of the door locking just before he joined me in the shower. As we bathed each other, I expected him to want more, but instead, he whispered to me to dress and leave, explaining to anyone that saw me that I had an early appointment or something. He said he’d call me on my cell after everyone else had left.
I went to a bargain store nearby to get a toothbrush, toothpaste and mouthwash and I thought of getting a change of clothing, but then I realized that if I wound up going back, we’d both be naked so it didn’t make any sense.
As I sat in a small café, sipping on coffee, I realized that I could still taste him and feel him in my mouth and ass. I also took some time to give some thought to what had happened and why I was in no hurry for it to end. After all those years of cock watching for what I thought was no reason at all I now knew for sure that I was a confirmed bi-sexual. It was somewhat disturbing to realize that I’d probably missed out on many opportunities to explore that side of my life.