Answer to Prayer by mike loggerman Chatterman36@aol.com
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I've always been a religious guy, and hid that I am gay. I was active in church, but was afraid to get involved with anyone there.
I mostly suck off strangers in men's rooms or hitchhikers I pick up. I love sucking a hairy cock. I recently started sucking cock through a glory hole in a park men's room. I like it because guys come there to get their cocks sucked, and no one knows who I am. The hole is big enough for me to play with a guy's balls and pubes while I suck him. In an average evening, I can suck four cocks.
One evening it was warm and a guy came in without a shirt. He stood in front of the glory hole and pulled down his shorts. He had thick dark pubes and a large cock. He put it through the hole and I sucked him as I played with his pubes and balls. He pulled away and knocked on the stall door. I opened the door and I was shocked to see Jon, a guy from church. He smiled and said this will be our secret. I sucked his cock while I felt his hairy thighs and ass. I felt his cock throb on my tongue as he shot his cum in my mouth and I swallowed it. He pulled up his shorts and left.
I sat there thinking about Jon. I liked sucking his cock, but now I was known. I thought about changing churches, but he wasn't going to tell anyone.
I went to church on Wednesday night, and Jon was there. He was friendly and acted like nothing ever happened. He asked if I'd like to hang out with him after church. I said I would. I was nervous, but went with Jon to his place.
When I got to Jon's, he said he was really happy about the other night. He said he was hoping to find someone who shared his beliefs and his desires. Jon was very masculine. He had a dark beard and hairy armpits. He tongue kissed me as he undressed me. He felt my smooth body and fingered my ass. He got undressed and I felt him all over. I sniffed and ran my fingers through his dense pits. He smiled as I took in his masculinity. I sucked his cock, enjoying its size and his scent.
Jon had me lay on the bed. He licked my taint and my hole like it was a pussy. He got between my legs and pressed his hard cock inside me. I enjoyed feeling his body against mine, and his scent. He kissed me tenderly as he moved in and out of my ass. He said I was an answer to his prayers. He grunted and shot his load in me. He put his arm around me and said it was great.
I told Jon I usually just suck. He smiled and said he usually doesn't fuck, but feels our being together is a gift. I spent the night with him, enjoying his feel and scent. He sucked my cock in the morning and got on top of him and rode his cock. I left early so I could get ready for work. I thought about him all day. I couldn't help thinking that maybe this was an answer to prayer.
Jon called me as I was getting out of work, and invited me to dinner. We went to an Italian restaurant, and went back to his place. I loved kissing him and enjoyed his hairy well toned body. I gave myself to Jon, and didn't feel guilty, like having sex with him was meant to be. Jon was equally enthusiastic.
I spent the night with him. We talked about our faith, the things we liked, and our attraction to each other. Like me, Jon was always attracted to men but hid it. We were both glad we were well suited in bed. He liked me as much as I liked him. I was more bottom and he was more top, and we were content to keep it that way. We spent the night doing things that pleased each other. I had packed an overnight bag, just in case, so I slept longer with Jon. I came over Friday after work and spent the weekend.
I confessed that the more we made love, the more horny it made me. Jon felt the same way, but he was holding back. I asked him not to hold back. He fucked me all afternoon.
We went to church on Sunday and we acted like friends even though we were more. I wasn't sure if I should feel like a hippocrite or just be thankful that I had someone in my life who seemed made for me. I talked with Jon about it, and he said his prayers were answered.
Jon said we should move in together. Most people would think we are just roommates. Jon owned his apartment, a two bedroom condo, so I moved in with him.
At first things worked out well. We went to Bible studies and prayer meetings together, but somehow, some people said we were more than roommates. We had no public displays of affection, but our church wasn't gay friendly. People questioned our relationship.
We were called into the pastor's office. We didn't lie, and the pastor was understanding, but we were encouraged to move on. We were both upset about the way we were treated.
One of my friends from church said he has a gay cousin who attended a gay church. We gave it a try. We made friends and we didn't have to hide who and what we were. We could hold hands in services, and Jon sat with his arm around me. I was thankful and we were happy.
After a while, the pastor suggested that we get married if we are a couple. We discussed it, and Jon said since we are together, we should get married. A month later we did. We realized we were made in a certain way, and we were given each other as a gift. We cherished one another. We shared our story with other couples in church who had similar stories.
We became friends with a chubby guy at church named Art who was a pastry chef. He was a sweet guy, but very lonely. He confided in us that no one was interested in him because he was short, heavy, and poorly hung. Jon and I discussed it and felt if we played with him, it might cheer him up.
One evening we had Art over for dinner. Jon rubbed his shoulders and I rubbed his thighs. I felt his hard cock through his shorts and pulled them down. He let us undress him, and then we got undressed. His four inch cock stuck out from his hairy crotch. I buried my face in his bush as I sucked his cock while Jon sucked his tits. He sucked Jon's cock and groaned as he shot his load in my mouth. Jon got behind me and slid his cock inside me while Art watched. My cock was dripping and Art got between my legs and sucked my cock until I shot in his mouth. We both kissed Art, and said he was always welcome to join us.
Art came by several times a week. Jon enjoyed watching me suck Art while he plowed my ass. Eventually, Art met a guy who was a top from church. They moved in together, and we remained friends but stopped messing around with him.
We were troubled that we played with Art, and spoke to the pastor about it. He explained that there is sex as an expression of love and sex as recreation. He said both have their place. He said reaching out to Art was something beautiful.
We didn't sleep around with everyone who came along, but we liked helping guys who were alone. We became friends with a chubby blond guy named Teddy. He was stocky, and pretty hairy. He told me that he didn't think anyone would be interested in him. I said I thought his hairy body was hot. He took off his shirt for me and I felt his hairy chest. I sniffed and kicked his pits. He took off my shirt and felt my chest. We got undressed and I sucked his very hard four inch cock while he sucked mine. It didn't take long for him to cum. He asked if I would fuck him. I said fucking wasn't my thing. We got together once or twice a week.
We also became friends with a young guy named Mikey. He was also blond and broad shouldered and shy. Mikey liked to crash at our place sometimes. He liked being naked with us. I enjoyed sucking his big cock and he enjoyed sucking both Jon and me.
One weekend, Mikey and Ted came over and the four of us were naked. Mikey liked Teddy's hairy body and was feeling him as they lay together. Mikey got between teddy's legs and buried his face in Teddy's crotch and rimming him. Teddy was moaning and Mikey slid his cock inside Teddy. Teddy moaned I great pleasure as Mikey's big cock moved in and out of him. Jon and I were excited and Jon fucked me next to them. Teddy and I held hands as we were being plowed. I started to cum, then Teddy shot his load. Mikey filled teddy with cum and then Jon shot his load in me. Mikey and teddy kissed passionately.
They were officially dating, but they spent most weekends with us. We didn't swap partners, but we loved playing together.
They eventually got married, but that's another story.