The following is a work of fiction based upon events that really happened. As always, if you're underage, you should be logging on to Nifty. I enjoy constructive criticism. I enjoy erotic email. I do NOT keep copies of my stories on file. Nor do I have any unpublished stories to share with you. What I write gets posted to Nifty. I am an overweight, impotent bi-guy in his 40s. I'd love to hook up with someone in the Bellevue, WA area for some mutually enjoyable times. Drop me a line! ====================================================================== I sat on the bed in the hotel room and tried to relax. I'd been with men before; it had just been a while. And I'd never arranged to meet someone in such a private location before. But it HAD been a long time for me and Terry certainly seemed nice in email and on the phone. "He's taking as big a risk as I am." I said to myself. I gave up trying to watch TV. I was just too nervous. When there was a knock on the door, I jumped! I went to the door and said, "Yes?" "Mark? It's Terry." came a voice. I opened the door and let him in. He was as he had described himself, mid 40's, clean-shaven, hefty. I could tell he was checking me out as well. We grasped hands. I looked into his eyes and said, "After all that sexy talk on the phone, I'm afraid a handshake isn't going to cut it, big guy!" We hugged warmly and tightly. I felt him caressing my back as we hugged. Still holding him, I kissed his cheek and then kissed my way to his lips. I've said it before and I'll say it again, there's just something about that first kiss that's magical. There's affection, lust and passion rolled into one. You're struck with the certainty that you're going to make love and it's going to be soon. Terry responded by kissing me back and sliding his tongue into my mouth. I moaned into the kiss as I sucked on that tongue. Soon my tongue was in his mouth and getting the same treatment. "I want you naked, Terry." I told him. "I want to see that cock, I want to touch it, to stroke it, to suck it. I'm going to make you cum, baby." "You strip too, Mark." Terry said. "I'm going to make you feel so good today. I want that cock of yours in my mouth right now!" I'd met Terry though a personal ad I'd taken out over the Internet. I'd been totally honest, describing myself as an overweight middle-aged guy in search of a sex partner. I'm married and my wife doesn't know that I've been bi-sexual since I was in high school. I said in the ad that I was impotent due to diabetes. I haven't had an erection in almost 5 years. I haven't been with a guy in almost that long either. When Terry answered my ad, I made sure he knew that I wasn't kidding about the impotence. He told me that the idea was actually kind of hot to him. He loved sucking cock but that he could never handle the huge, hard cocks. We exchanged emails for a while and then started having hot and steamy phone calls before we agreed to meet in a hotel room. And now, here he was naked before me. As he had told me, he wasn't very well endowed but I actually preferred men who weren't. At about 5 inches, I thought his cock looked great to me and I told him as much. "I think yours looks fine too, Mark. Let's lay down on the bed. You've got me weak in the knees." We lay down together and started kissing again. I took hold of Terry's cock and started stroking it. Soon, he was leaking pre-cum and moaning. His hand were busy as well, massaging my limp member. It felt wonderful to have someone else do that for me again. Silently, we agreed on sucking each other off at once and got into a 69 position. I engulfed Terry's entire cock in my mouth and massaged his balls as I licked and sucked. He easily took my limp cock into his mouth and ran his tongue all over it, driving me wild. When I felt that he was getting close, I gently inserted one finger up his ass and found his prostrate. I rubbed that as he came in my mouth. I wasn't too far behind in my orgasm, even if I didn't ejaculate much. Afterwards, we held each other and talked before it was time to get back to our jobs. As we left the hotel, we knew that this would not be the last time we would get together.