Man Fills More Holes Than Expected – Exploring Sensual Encounters and Sexual Desires in this Steamy Gay Sex Story
A gay sex story: Man Fills More Holes than Expected
I paused before knocking on the door. I live in Park Ridge and this hotel was a few towns away in Rosemont. This would be completely anonymous. Why did I have butterflies in my belly? I was like a schoolgirl going on a first date.
I’ve been married for 22 years and had 3 kids. I was a successful lawyer — a junior partner at a large firm with a solid reputation. I was straight. I was straight except for this overwhelming desire to suck a dick.
I had sucked a few dicks in college but, since my marriage, I’d been monogamous and straight. I mean, even back then, I considered myself straight. I loved women. I dated women. I love the shape of a woman’s body; large tits, small tits, shapely hips, long legs. The works. It’s just that my roommate, Erik, had a very nice penis, I’d discovered, and I’d ended up sucking him. I’d sucked him multiple times over here years. I’d licked and sucked his balls. I’d learned to throat his fat 7.5″ uncut dick. I even sucked him and three other guys one time. I’d suggested that they all cum on my face, and they did. I sucked Jim, my roommate, and another guy again and swallowed their cum as the remnants of my facial jiggled and swayed in ropes from my face.
However, that was years ago. I’d not really thought too much about sucking dick since then. My wife satisfied me and sex was plentiful and exciting. More recently, between kids and life in general, sex had fallen off. We still fucked and we’d both pleasure each other orally, but it had become somewhat routine.
I’d begun jacking to more porn. And the porn had begun to include more guy on guy oral. My wife was going through some medical things and was happy to let me pleasure myself. On increasingly rarer occasions, she’d help. Those rare times dropped to rarer times. I couldn’t be upset, it wasn’t her choice. Nonetheless, I was horny.
At the beginning of the year I found a website where local guys posted their sexual needs. I answered a few ads of guys looking for a blowjob but, between distances and schedules, things never worked out. Plus, let’s face it, I was afraid of getting caught. My wife would probably understand…probably. But these guys were in my local town. I might know them though church or sports or whatever. Anyway I’d never pulled the trigger (LOL, “Pull the trigger”).
Then I saw this new ad. This guy organized meets of like-minded men who wanted sex. They’d meet every couple of weeks in a “Suite Hotel” with “multiple rooms and a kitchen” he said.
“Perfect” I thought sarcastically. “Just in case I want to cook a meal with a group of nude men fucking”.
“Come and watch. Come and suck or get sucked. Come and fuck or get fucked” — was his pitch. “Towels, lube and condoms will be provided”. There was a $25 donation to cover the expense of the room, towels, water, lube and condoms.
I sat on this for a week and my curiosity got the best of me and I finally replied. I was sent the details and after even more hemming and hawing, decided to attend.
And so I found myself outside room 614 deciding whether to knock or go away.
I was here. I was two towns away. It would be completely anonymous. Nobody would force me to do anything, and, most importantly, I might finally get to suck a cock again.
This last reason was overpowering. I knocked.
The door was opened and the room behind was dark with flickering reddish light. I walked in quickly as if I was being followed. I saw that all lights were off, the blinds drawn closed, and the flickering light was from the TV. It was showing some gay porn with low volume. The man who answered the door was completely naked. He was fat and short. He was balding and had a ponytail — never a good look. I couldn’t help but notice that his soft dick was small — about an inch.
Not too promising, I thought. I handed him my $25 and he gave me the lay of the land. As He spoke I glanced around the room.
“There are hand towels over there” — he pointed to the kitchen counter. “There are water bottles too. Lube and condoms are in the bathroom. Help yourself.”
I mumbled thanks and took in the other two men in the room. They were also naked and were reclined on the couch, watching the porn, and slowing fondling their soft penises. There were my age or slightly younger — maybe forties. Neither in particularly good shape. Neither with particularly notable dicks. Hopefully, this wasn’t it. Slim pickins. I was a bit concerned.
To my left was the entry to the other room. I peeked my head around and saw that there were about 6 or 7 guys in there. They were spread out on the two beds and were lit by another TV playing another porn. Some were younger. Some older. Hard to see bodies and dick sizes. One guy was on his knees sucking another. Two dudes were fucking two others. One guy was watching it all and stroking his soft 4″. He gave me the ol’ head nod greeting that men give each other. I nodded back and gave the obligatory tightened lip grimace that was typical when we nod to each other for some reason.
Ok. Not bad. Better than this room…
I ducked back into the main room and sat on a chair next to the TV. Since I was facing the two guys on the couch, I gave them the head nod.
“S’up man.” Said skinny bald guy.
“How ydoin” added muscles, his neighbor.
“Hey” I replied avoiding any eye contact.
I was here. So, at this point, might as well see what would happen. Maybe I’d actually suck a dick. Little did I know…
I started removing my clothes and stacked them under my seat. I’d left any valuables in my car so only had my car keys to worry about.
Nude, I consciously rubbed my dick. It was shy and scared apparently and I didn’t want to wander around with a one incher like my new host friend, Fat Ponytail. It woke slightly and extended to its normal soft length of 2 or 3 inches. I was a solid 6″ when hard I reminded myself, so no reason to be so self-conscious. Embarrassed about my dick size in my youth, I’d learned in my later life that 6″ is a very nice respectable length and, in fact, bigger than many — maybe most. Therefore, I didn’t are too much about how my dick looked to others. Plus, I was here mainly to suck others. Hopefully to suck many. Maybe, possibly, I could bet like a bukkake thing by multiple guys. This was a secret little fantasy too.
I made my way to the other room. There were two queen beds against the opposite wall with a night stand between them. The TV was on the wall with the door I’d just come through.
One guy was still sitting on the bed sucking another who was standing in front of him with his back to me. Behind him on the bed, the two guys were no longer fucking but were lying next to each other lazily stroking their softies. The other two guys were still fucking on the far bed and the voyeur was still next to them, stoking himself as he watched.
I crossed in front of the porno and stood next to the TV near the Voyeur at the end of the far bed. I let my eyes adjust and watched the guys a bit. The guys fucking held no interest for me — I wasn’t into anal. I must admit though, being an anal virgin, I had watched several videos of guys who came from getting fucked and THIS idea did intrigue me a little. Could you really cum from being fucked? Would it really feel that good? I had no real desire to fuck a dude and even less desire to be fucked. I shook my head — I’ll never know (or so I thought).