`I'm going for a beer with John,' I said to Sally, mid-morning on the Tuesday.
`Well don't drink too much. I want a lift up to B later. There's a few things I want from the supermarket,' she replied from the kitchen where she was using the washing machine. I went off, happy as a lark, feeling younger than I really was. Wearing a T shirt, shorts and sandals, though they weren't the thong type, but those open ended things with just a thick band across the front above the toes.
I was knocking on John's front door inside of ten minutes and I liked his smile when he saw me, pulling me inside and giving me a kiss after he'd shut the door.
`Hi Bob, want a beer?' he asked as I followed him to the kitchen, by now, not noticing his limp. He was just wearing a pair of shorts and was walking, limping, barefoot.
`Can...can we take it into the bedroom?' I asked shyly.
`Certainly,' he grinned, moving past me and leading the way. As he put the cans down on the bedside table, I slipped off my sandals as I took off my shirt. Then off came my shorts to reveal that I had a massive hard on. John smiled at me as he dropped his and showed that he too had an erection. I took hold of it and pulled him towards me as I sat down on the bed.
Let's try something different,' he said hoarsely, pulling himself free from my hold on him. Oho, I thought, here it comes. He pulled a pillow off the bed and dropped it on the floor and knelt down on it. Stand up. I want you to give me a face fuck.'
`What's that?' I asked as I stood up, my cock waving just a few inches from his face.
`Instead of me bobbing my head and working my hand on you, you stick your cock into my mouth and holding my head in your hands, you then fuck me in the mouth,' and he licked his lips and took the head of my prick into his mouth as his hand grasped the base of my shaft.
Well I was wrong with what I thought and I liked to be looking down at John, kneeling there with my cock in his mouth. I put my hands to the sides of his head and began to move my hips backwards and forwards, watching my prick move in and out from between his lips. His mouth was hot and his tongue was pressing the head of my cock up to the roof of his mouth as his teeth gently raked both top and bottom sides of the muscle moving in between his lips. I wish there had been a mirror there in the room so that I could see exactly what it looked like, me fucking John in the mouth.
I must admit that it was different and I was enjoying it and knew I couldn't hold out much longer. My thrusting became faster, his fist holding the base of my cock stopped me from choking him as I moved. My legs suddenly felt weak as I shuddered and came in his mouth, just short sharp stabs of my cock brought out the last.
I let go of his head and pulled out and sagged down onto the bed, panting and could now see a big smile on his face. His eyes shining and his lips clamped together and I saw his Adam's apple move as he swallowed my sperm. He then leaned forward onto my thighs and gave me another quick suck before licking all round the head of my bright red headed cock.
`How was that Bob?' he asked as he sat back on his heels, his own erection sticking out proud from his thighs.
Great,' I said, putting out my hand as I stood up, pulling him to his feet and kissing him. My turn now,' I said as I moved off the bed onto my knees on the pillow, John moving back slightly for me to get my back straight. I looked at him and smiled and licked my lips as I saw what I desired in my mouth, just inches away from my nose. I did as he had done, grasping the base of his shaft as I licked my lips and opened my mouth for him to put his cock inside it.
This he did as his hands came up and held both sides of my head as I clamped my lips tight round his shaft, pressing my tongue upwards. He held me firmly as he moved himself in and out, remembering not to grip too hard with my teeth. The difference between sucking on a rampant cock and having a face fuck is that you do not have control. But the pleasure was still there of having that pulsating organ in your mouth and have his emission come pouring out of the eye for you to taste.
I couldn't swallow until he'd pulled himself out and I smiled up at him, letting him see that I had it all in my mouth before letting it slide down my throat like an oyster. I took hold of him again, for he was still standing in front of me, and went and sucked on him again and licked off any semen that was left.
That was lovely Bob,' he said, helping me up, me picking up the pillow at the same time. Let's have those beers, I'm gasping.' We got onto the bed and leaned up on our elbows as we pulled the ring that opens the can and took a healthy swig before settling back on the pillows.
Well Bob,' he said, wiping his lips on the back of his hand. We've been er, getting together now for, what, three weeks, and I don't really know a thing about you?' He gave me a big grin. `Except for having a lovely big cock,' which he stroked though it was now quite limp.
`Not much to tell really. I was born and bred in Whitechapel and as a youngster, used to work on my dad's market stall. There I learned how to add, subtract when helping him sell. While giving out the sales pitch, I would already be working out the profit and percentages. This grounding got me a job in a commodities firm and it wasn't long before I'd talked my way onto the floor of the Stock Exchange, selling commodities such as copper, tin, gold, silver as well as dealing with the world's currencies. So I had to carry a lot of figures in my head on all these current prices as well as working out the exchange rate against the dollar, yen or mark.
`I was on the floor for ten years, and in that time, I made enough money in bonuses to buy my parents their own house off the council and buy three apartments in Kensington.'
Wow,' John exclaimed. When you say on the floor, is that what you mean when you see on t.v., men shouting and waving bits of paper about in their hands?'
`Yes.'
`How old were you when you left the floor?'
`Thirty. That's about the limit for you start to burn out once you reach twenty five. Lose your edge. I was promoted into the back office where I stayed for the next five years. It was during this time that I met and married Sally who also worked at the firm before we left.'
`Why did you leave at thirty five? You must have been making good money?'
`Simple. The company got taken over and they sold off the commodities and we were made redundant. Good payout though. But during this period there, Docklands was on the verge of being built up and so I sold two of the apartments and got a mortgage and bought a whole block of luxury flats, off plan. Ten in all. That's where the redundancy money came in handy, for it paid off the mortgage and left us owning them all completely. Sally and I set up a financial advisory service, which we still work at from here.'
`Did you sell the apartments or rent them out?' John asked.
`Rent them and live off the income they bring in. It so happened than when they were being built, I bumped into an old school mate of mine. He had just left the army after twenty years, being a drill sergeant, and was looking for a place to live and for work. I asked him if he would like to be my caretaker, having one of the ground floor places, and see to the rents and the running of the building. He was married and his wife would see to keeping the carpets and stairs were cleaned daily etc. They jumped at the chance and so that was taken care of.
Sally and I both got fed up with the way England was going, you know, the violence, immigration, a higher cost of living and most of all, the weather. So we looked around and found this place. Sold the apartment in Kensington and moved out here.'
We'd smoked a few cigarettes and finished our beer, all the time, John had been stroking my cock and balls and it was now hard up against my stomach.
Well I'm glad you came here and we met. I've come to love this wonderful tool of yours,' he said as he moved his head down onto my shoulder, looking at what he was stroking. I like the feeling of it, so big, hard and strong. I love it in my mouth and I...I wonder if you would really make love to me as only men can. I've taken the head of it into me but now I would like to feel the whole length and strength of it inside me. Would you do that and make me very happy?' He looked up at me and I could see the plea in his eyes.
Well, he'd finally got round to asking me to fuck him. My cock was really throbbing now and I got butterflies in my stomach and a tingle run up and down my spine. He would want his quid pro quo. Could I? Would I? Should I? Stick my prick up his arse and then have him do the same to me? He seemed to be begging for it, so he must enjoy it. If he enjoyed this, maybe I would too. This and many other thoughts rushed through my mind in those few seconds from him asking the question. Fuck him first and think about the answer while doing it came to mind.
`If you want me to,' I said, my voice sounding a bit thick.
`Oh you wonderful man,' he breathed out, his face lighting up like a Christmas tree. He moved up and kissed me and then moved down and kissed the head of my erection before rolling over and getting a condom out of the bedside table drawer. He moved over to me, getting the thing out of its wrapper and expertly rolled the rubber down on my erection. He still had the smile on his face as he sat up and moved onto his hands and knees.
`You shouldn't need telling what to do,' he said as he lowered his upper body onto his forearms so that his backside was up in the air. I moved up and behind him, seeing my sheathed cock swaying in front of me. I now looked properly for the first time at the cheeks of his bum, slightly parted because of his legs apart and I could see the small brown puckered hole that he wanted me to stick my dick in.
The ache in my balls told me that they needed some release and there in front of me was the means of doing so. I shuffled forward on my knees, my left hand holding onto his hip and with my right, held my cock out straight and placed it to his back entrance. With my body holding it in place, put my right hand up onto his other hip and leaned forward.
I could feel the resistance as I gently pushed and could see the head of my cock slowly move into him and John relaxed under me and the head suddenly slipped inside to a grunt from John. I kept moving forward until the whole length of my shaft had disappeared and I could feel the tightness surrounding the whole of my cock as my thighs came up tight to the cheeks of his bum.
Oh God! If feels big and wonderful Bob,' he gasped. Now start moving and let me really feel it properly.'
This I did, holding his hips and moving mine backwards and forwards as I began to fuck him. It was so tight and wonderful, having that pressure all round my throbbing cock as I moved in and out of his backside. I loved it and kept moving and heard John actually crooning as I fucked him and decided then that I would let him do the same to me as he seemed to like it very much.
With my mind made up, I gave myself up to the pleasure that I was getting, fucking that tight backside and it was only as I was shooting my load into him did I realise the difference between his arse and a vagina; the tightness. Okay, it wasn't really normal to fuck another man, but until you've tried it, it's hard to explain. The vagina has many small muscles that can play along your shaft but not strong enough to really squeeze you. The ring piece of the backside is so much stronger but it is the only one. This can be felt as you move backwards and forwards, gripping you tight and really pulling the sperm out of the tube in the penis.
But some of this I didn't find out till later. For at the moment, I was really loving this fucking of John. He urged me on as I neared my peak.
Harder,' he cried. Harder.'
I held his hips tight and dragged him back onto me as I rammed myself forward, my thighs smashing up to the cheeks of his bum, my balls smacking him at the same time. Boy, did I come. It seemed like bucketfuls as I gripped his hips tight to my thighs as I jerked into him. I didn't realise until I stopped moving, at how much I had been sweating. It was rolling down my face and I could see it falling down onto the cheeks of his bum. I gave them a stroke and made him give out a shiver and pulled out of him. He gave out a cry and I thought that I'd hurt him and asked him.
No,' he said as I watched his arsehole begin to pucker up and close, making me marvel at how big it had looked before it started to close up. It's just the loss I feel with it coming out.'
He rose up and pulled some tissues from a box on the side and turned round and pulled the condom off me. These he threw on the floor and stretched down and took the wet head of my cock into his mouth and sucked and licked till the head was clean. He straightened up and put his hands round my shoulders and pulled me down on the bed and kissed me as he half rolled on top of me.
`Thank you Bob. You don't know just how much I needed that. It's been four long years since I had another man fuck me and I now feel marvellous. Anytime you want me the same way, just say so and I'll drop my shorts in an instant.' It warmed my heart to hear him say that.
`Do...do...might...oh hell. Bob. Can...can we, can I do the same to you? I'll understand if you say no, but...' His voice trailed away and again, as he looked up at me I saw the look in his eyes, wanting, hoping that I would say yes. I stroked his hair and then his face.
`Yes John,' I said softly. His eyes lit up again and I got several more kisses from him before he rolled off and got another condom out. I had the butterflies in my stomach again and that same shiver up and down my spine as I watched him roll the condom over his prick. It now looked that much bigger, longer and thicker. He's going to shove that bloody great thing up my arse? It won't fit!
In spite of these thoughts, I found myself turning round on the bed, rising myself up onto my knees. I leaned forward, resting my head on the pillow, my shoulders laying on my forearms, my backside sticking up in the air. I wondered if my rear end looked any different from what his looked like at that angle. I felt the bed move as John got behind me and I gave out a tremble when his left hand came onto my hip.
The secret Bob is to relax,' his right hand stroking the cheek of my bum. The entry may be a little painful at first but it soon goes and I think you'll enjoy the experience. But we'll use a little cream the first time. It'll feel a little cold at first.'
It was and made me flinch as the cold cream was put to my ring piece.
`Relax Bob, relax,' he said as I felt the head of his cock touch me where the cream was. I could help give out a shiver as I felt the pressure of it at my ring as his other hand come up to hold my other hip.
`Relax, relax,' he said as soothingly as he could as the pressure built up against my arsehole. I tried to relax and deny him entry, but he kept leaning forward and I felt some pain as my hole was expanded and then, all of a sudden, the head of his cock slipped inside me.
I instantly felt the throbbing of his prick, pulsating inside me and my sphincter muscle automatically gripped him just below the head. A loud gasp escaped me at this intrusion into my body, painful as the entry was, the feeling now was incredible. This feeling was enhanced as he pushed forward and I felt his shaft sliding easily, because of the cream, into my backside until I felt his thighs reach mine and he was fully embedded inside me.
Christ, he felt big! Throbbing and pulsating inside me was an experience I'd never had before, and I found that I liked it. Nerves I didn't know I had were being touched by John's big thrusting prick. My heart started really thumping and I found that it was beating at the same pace of that throbbing cock that was sliding in and out of me. Another nerve was touched and I felt my own organ swell up till it was hurting me it was so big as it swayed up and down to John's movements behind me. My balls followed suit by swinging back and forth like a speeded up clock pendulum. My mind was boiling at all the different sensations that flowed through my body as John was fucking me, and found that I was even drooling at the mouth.
I felt John's fingers digging into my hips harder and his thrusting into me got faster and I knew he was on the point of coming. Like me, he must have been sweating for I felt drops fall onto my back as I heard him grunting and realised that I was sweating too.
John gave out a groan and his thighs were pressed tight up against the cheeks of my bum as his hips pumped away and I felt his cock expand that little bit more as he came into my backside. Well, the condom really, but it was a lovely sensation to feel that pulsating throbbing as he came, holding me very tight to his body.
He stopped moving, but I could still feel his cock pulsating inside me and I cried out as I felt it moving backwards out of me. There was a small insignificant spasm of pain as my ring piece expanded a little more as the head of his cock slipped out. There was a sudden waft of cold air round the hole he'd just been fucking and I cried out again at this sudden feeling of loss.
I wanted that cock of his back inside me again and had the presence of mind to remember what he had done, and so I grabbed some tissues and pulled the used condom off that lovely prick of his. I dropped them on the floor and quickly took the head of his prick into my mouth and sucked out the residue of his coming. His hand was stroking my hair as I finished sucking and licking the red headed cock and looked up at his smiling face.
You wonderful man,' he breathed out as he pulled me up and hugged and kissed me. We fell back onto the bed, kissing and stroking each other without pause. That was lovely,' he said breathlessly when we broke apart. `Now we truly are lovers.'
I hadn't thought of us in this way but agreed with what he said, for with us both now having fucked each other, that was the only name I could give to our copulating. You, as the reader, would probably come with at least ten different words for what we were doing. Fuckers, buggers, sodomites, queers etc., but I preferred the word lovers, for I wanted his cock stuck back up inside me, badly.
We lay together for another hour, kissing and stroking each other's cock until they were rock hard again. I moved first to get a condom out and rolled it down on his throbbing piece and quickly turned round onto my knees.
Please John,' I begged. Fuck me again.' He gave me a smile and stuck his finger into the cream pot and I flinched again as the cold cream was put to my ring. Then I had his hand on my hip and I shivered as the tip of his cock was again pushing up at the entrance to my back passage. The sharp pain was welcomed this time as the head expanded me and he slipped inside me once again and I got the same thrill as he filled me with his pulsating lovely cock.
I was in heaven as he moved himself inside me, touching hidden nerves that sent all kinds of tremors throughout my body. I shivered and trembled as waves of pleasure flowed through me and my own cock got harder and harder, especially when he gripped me tight as his body melded to mine as his hips jerked and he came inside me again.
Oh what a lovely way to spend a lunchtime, having your lover fuck you. I was drooling again but cried out as he pulled himself free from the tightened grip of my sphincter muscle that tried to hold him there. The cold air again wafted round my puckering arsehole as I got the tissues to remove the condom for me to suck on him.
It was smiles and kisses again as he got out another condom and rolled it down on my cock and I had the pleasure of looking at the peach of an arse in front of me and the small hole that I was going to make bigger with my throbbing cock.
John grunted as the head forced its way inside and I watched as my shaft quickly followed until my own body obscured my sight as I nestled my thighs up against the cheeks of his bum. I liked the tightness of his arse as I moved my cock in and out of it, feeling him tighten his muscle as I smoothly fucked him. But the pleasure was short lived as I started to come, holding his hips hard as I jerked into him.
I was in a state of euphoria after our second coupling and had this feeling for the rest of the day, not remembering what I said to Sally on my return home. K9 greeted me with a lick, Sally with a kiss. She didn't understand the passion of my kiss and the fierce hug I gave her, I didn't understand it either, such was my feeling of love. For I was in love twice over. Two loves. Sally my first love and a woman, and John, my man and my second love. I was in a new world and happy that I'd found out that I was really bi-sexual. I loved Sally, being my wife and having a vagina and breasts that I could lick and suck, both actually. Then John, loving his hard prick, either in my mouth or up my backside, but only sucking on that hard piece of flesh.
I think Sally was pleased in the way we had sex that night, going down between her legs, tickling as well as sticking my tongue inside her, exciting her up to an orgasm and sucking as her fluids flowed. So much so that she went down on me but wanted me inside her before I came and gave her another orgasm when I did. She was happy and so was I.