By Pierced Rowdy One
This is an adult gay story for adult gay men. I this offends you, DON'T read it. This is a fantasy, not a sex manual. Play safely.
It was finally Friday afternoon and my fucking boss wanted me to stay late. That would be bad enough on a Friday, but I was supposed to meet up with Jack after work. I went into my boss's office and made up some excuse about having dinner plans that I really needed to keep and asked if I could come in on Saturday to get this finished up. He huffed & puffed, but finally agreed that would be fine.
I was out the door and in my truck in a flash. I have 45 minutes until we were supposed to meet. Luckily it was close to my place, so I had time to stop by the house to get cleaned up.
I pulled in the parking lot a few minutes before 6 PM and looked around for Jack's truck. I didn't see him so I went on in. I ordered myself a Crown & Coke and settled down on a bar stool. Just as I lit a cigarette, Jack sat down at the stool next to me. He ordered a beer and made some chit-chat until a booth opened up. I was started to get turned on though. He was rubbing his leg up and down. Just feeling his muscles against mine was such a turn on. I really wanted to strip him naked right on the spot.
Finally a young couple left and a booth in the back opened up. We made our way back there and settled in. I asked if he still felt the same and he said yes. I was totally getting hung up on this guy. Even with the chance in seating, we were rubbing our legs together. I finally slid my shoe and started rubbing up his thighs. I just want to feel his crotch to see if he was hard as me. I quickly made my way up there and I could feel that thick cock straining against the material of his jeans.
We both at each other mischievously and I this would progress to sex if we didn't stop. We still had a lot to figure before we could go there again. Plus we both needed new drinks.
After we got our re-fills it was time to get down to business. We made our plan on how we would spend time together so we could explore our relationship more. We could get together whenever we had time, but it should never look strange to our spouses. After the third drink, I was started to feel tipsy. All I really wanted to lean over the table and make out with this hot man. I wanted to feel his tongue roaming around inside of my mouth.
My partner was working until midnight, so I asked him if spend the night out. It turned out that his wife was away visiting her family. We decided to ditch our happy hour bar and get some dinner. I had him follow me to my place so we could ride in one vehicle. We went to the local Outback restaurant and had a good meal. We were talking and laughing. Learning more about each other as each minute went on. At 9 PM, I asked if he wanted to go to the local gay bar. We only have one in our small town, but it was still nice. He agreed to it, as long I would be by his side at times.
We pulled up to the bar and the parking lot was virtually empty, but it was still early. We paid over cover and went inside. We got some more drinks and settled in the darkest corner we could find. I couldn't hold back anymore. As soon as we sat down, I grabbed the back of his neck and started kissing him. We kiss for a good 30 minutes. The ice had melted in our drinks. I couldn't believe it, I was sitting here with a hot military man.
Then I felt need to piss. He was hot on my trail because he had to go also. The bathroom was just a single toilet and single (it's a small town). I made him come in with me since I promise I wouldn't leave him alone. We both a bit pee shy, but finally we both started going. Our eyes were locked on each others cocks. I wanted to feel that thick one up inside of me against.
We walked back out to the club and it was starting to fill up. It was just a bunch of young twinks and old trolls. I knew I had the hottest man with me. We sat back down and continued to talk above the music. The more I found out, the more I was falling. I wasn't sure that this was just purely going to sex. I was really starting to have feelings for this man.
He was finally tipsy enough to get on the dance floor and we danced and danced. Grinding our crotches until we were both hard and ready to fuck. We danced well into the morning. Between the alcohol and the high of being with him, it was past 1 in the morning before I knew it. I had 20 missed calls on my cell. My partner was trying to figure out where I was. I had Jack drop me off a block ahead and I walked the rest. My partner was freaking out. I told him to calm down. I had just down out with some of the girls from work. He was still pissed, but calmed down.
I sent Jack a text message.
"Meet me at work tomorrow before noon."
He sent back, "Ok"
Continue??
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