Married Man
Fiction by Greg Stevens
This is a work of fiction. All names and places are fictitious.
Married Man -- Chapter 5
Slowly Tony's dick slid from my ass leaving me feeling very open loose down there. I continued clutching the tree and breathing deeply. "Did you like that?" Tony asked bringing his lips close to my ear. I just nodded still unable to form words. Tony came around in front of me. "You have an amazing ass Max" Tony said, and the words made me blush.
I reached around to feel myself. Warm, wet, thick fluid oozed from the stretched hole. I brought it up to my face to see if it was blood as a moment of panic came over me. "It's my cum" Tony said taking my cum soaked hand and easing my fears. He held my hand and as I watched in the dim light, he started to lick his cum from my fingers.
I watched as Tony slowly took each finger, one at a time into his mouth sucking the cum off. As my fingers slipped into the warmth of his mouth and, I could feel my dick starting to get hard again as Tony continued licking and sucking my fingers.
I brought my mouth near his, the smell of cum filled my nose. Tony ran his wet fingers around my mouth smearing cum on my lips, then he brought his mouth to mine and pushed his tongue past my lips. The salty taste of his cum swirled between us.
My dick was rock hard again and I could feel it pressing against Tony's hard cock. "Can I fuck you?" I asked. "Not tonight" Tony responded. "Please, I really need your ass" I heard myself almost begging. Tony did not answer day. Tony began to pull up his pants. "Tomorrow?" I asked trying to stuff my hard meat into my shorts and heading back to the base.
Unfortunately, that would be the last opportunity that Tony and I would have to be together. We tried to stay in touch, but after several notes back and forth they just sort of ended. Tony was deployed, served his country and moved to somewhere on the West Coast. I was also deployed but to a completely different part of the world and after my tour of duty I ended up on the East Coast.
I spent many nights in the military jerking off in the latrine thinking about Tony and that last night in the woods with his dick in my ass. I never again fooled around with any of the other guys in any of my platoons for fear of being caught.
In fact, I did not really fool around with guys again for some time. I focused on my career and then did the respectable thing and got married, bought a house and settled into suburban life in a quiet community. I still thought about Tony and how amazing his dick felt in my ass. I thought about the weekend we spent in the hotel and how much of a jerk I was to him when I could have been enjoying time with him.
When the opportunity would arise, I would watch some porn; mostly guys fucking and I would jerk off. Sometimes I would even finger myself and try to imagine it was Tony. I wanted to feel a man in me, but I also wanted to be faithful to my vows.
Five years into my marriage, I started traveling a lot for work. I was making regular trips to Chicago for work sometimes staying only a couple days and other times for weeks. Long days in the office led to lonely nights in the hotel, eating from restaurants and vending machines at night before repeating the same routine the next day.
Over a long cold weekend in Chicago the loneliness started to really sink in, and I started to browse some porn on my phone. An ad popped up for a chat site and I decided to check it out. After creating a username and a brief profile I was in. The app had pictures of men all sorted by proximity to where I was located. Many of the small squares on the grid like mine were blank, others were pictures of dicks and a few had faces. Now I just had to figure out how all of this worked.
I laid in bed flipping through the different profiles; too young, too old, etc. I heard a ding and I looked in the corner to see a red dot indicating a message. I clicked on messages and there was one of the blank profiles. I clicked to read the note:
Him: How's it going?
Me: Good, you?
Him: Not bad, horny, I guess. HBU?
I wasn't immediately sure what "HBU" was then I realized it was shorthand for "how about you"
Me: Yeah, I guess I am too
Him: Age?
Me: 29. You?
Him: 63
A strange feeling came over me. I wasn't quite sure what I wanted but I was pretty sure that 63 was older than I was looking for. I was not sure how I wanted to respond without being offensive. Before I could answer...
Him: Too old?
Me: Yeah sorry.
All this was new to me. I wasn't sure what I was doing on the app and what I even wanted. Was it just the loneliness or something more? I put the phone down to go to the bathroom and I could hear my phone blowing up with dings. I quickly looked at the 4 or so new messages from guys; one guy wanted a group thing, another wanted me to just walk in on him while he was on his stomach and I could just fuck him and then leave and another was 18, very skinny, in women's panties asking if I would be his daddy.
I was totally discouraged till I read the last post. "Hey read your profile. I am 35 bi-married and very discreet. Let me know if you want to chat. My name is Roger" I looked at his profile and all the stats seemed good. He was about my height and weight and there was something comforting about the fact that he was married too.
Me: Thanks for the message. How's it going?
Roger: Good. Thanks for replying
Me: Your response was the first sort of normal one I got
Roger: LOL yeah, I know some guys can be intense on here. What are you looking for?
Me: I'm not sure. This is really new for me.
Roger: I have only done this a few times too. I understand. Based on the app it looks like you are really close
I looked at the top of his profile and sure enough, according to the app, we were only a couple hundred feet away. Could he be in the same hotel? I took a chance and told him the hotel chain and location.
Roger: I am half a block away. Would you like to meet for a drink?
I had to hesitate for a moment, nerves started to beat down my confidence. I paced the room, looking down occasionally at the app on my phone, thinking about what I wanted. I guess I could just leave his place at any time. I was scared and horny at the same time. I agreed to come over in 30 minutes. He provided the hotel name, address and room number.
I jumped in the shower quickly and dried off trying to decide what wear. I grabbed a pair of jeans, a t-shirt and sweater then I threw on my leather jacket. Ten minutes later I was out of my hotel on my way to his. The day was very cold, and the sky was dark as if it were getting ready to let loose with a nasty snowstorm. Roger met me at the door and to my surprise he looked normal. He was wearing jeans and a polo shirt. He had very dark hair with dark brown eyes. His face was framed with a dark thick but nicely trimmed beard. The shirt revealed an tight looking body with nice arms that seemed to stretch the short sleeves of the polo.
Roger smiled and stepped out of the way to let me in to his room. His room was much larger than mine and was more of a suite then a standard hotel room. We went to the sofa and sat down. "Any trouble finding it? Roger asked making small talk. "No, I come to Chicago often and I am familiar with the area" I replied politely. Awkward silence fell between us. "Want a drink" Roger asked getting to his feet? "Sure, what do you have" Roger pulled out some bottles of beer and some hard stuff and we each picked something and sat back down.
"Nervous?" Roger asked breaking the silence. I looked up and an awkward smile formed, and I nodded yes. "Me too" he replied and we both smiled. "Have you ever done anything like this before?" he asked. "I fooled around in boot camp, but that was years ago" I replied not providing too much info. "You?" I asked. "Yeah, a few times, but I only started fooling around with guys a recently" he replied. Again, we returned to silence.
I watched Roger out of the corner of my eye. He was a really good-looking guy, very rugged and in what looked like great shape. I could feel my dick reacting to the thoughts that were going through my mind. Roger must have sensed this as he reached out and placed his hand on my leg sending shockwaves through my body. He gently began rubbing my leg softly in a circular motion. I sat motionless bringing my eyes up from his hand to his face, my heart was beating out of my chest. He smiled and I smiled back.
"You're very good looking" Roger said as he continued rubbing my leg. I could feel the heat on my face as I blushed. "Thanks, you are too" I said in response "Looks like you like what I am doing" Roger said nodding towards the bulge growing in my jeans. I looked down feeling a bit embarrassed but before I could react, Roger had moved off the sofa to between my legs. He got down on his knees and ran both hands from my knees up to my crotch. He moved his thumbs below where my dick was massaging the area, then brought his face down and buried it in the blue denim.
I inhaled deeply as I felt his face make contact with my bulge. The pressure on my now hard cock sent a spark through my body. Roger reached up and opened my pants then pulled back my underwear and fished out my cock. Immediately a drop of precum oozed at the tip. Roger looked at it as if inspecting some newly found thing. "Sorry" I said when I saw the growing blob of precum. "Sorry?" Roger asked with a smile then bent forward placing the tip of his tongue directly on the blob.
I watched as Roger licked up the precum then slowly devoured my cock. The warm of his mouth caused my whole body to spasm. Roger started to suck my dick better than I had ever remembered including my wife. I ran my hands through his dark hair and watched as he went to work.
It did not take long before I was getting close to losing my load. "I'm close" I said in a whisper as if someone else might hear. Roger kept his mouth on my cock but pointed his eyes to me with a smile before continuing. "I'm really close" I warned and Roger backed off for a moment allowing it to pass. And then started up again. Three more times he brought me to the brink of climax before stopping. Each time more difficult to hold off.
Finally, I could not stop it, I did not want to stop it. "I'm going to cum" I warned so that Roger could take his mouth of my cock. Roger kept sucking never changing his movements. My dick jolted and I flapped around as my dick unloaded deep into the dark recesses of Roger's mouth. Roger took every drop I had to give and continued sucking until well after I was done.
"Fuck" I said collapsing back against the sofa, my body trembling from the aftershock of the orgasm. Roger removed his mouth from my dick and looked up at me, an accomplished look on his face. I bent forward and without thinking bent down to kiss him. Roger opened his mouth to allow me to probe him with my tongue. Immediately I could taste my fresh cum still on his tongue and lips.
Roger broke off the kiss and stood up in front of me. I could see the outline of his cock through his pants. I reached up from the sofa to open his jeans, but Roger stopped me. He pulled me up to my feet and into his arms and we started to kiss again. My dick still hanging out of my pants.
Roger reached between us and pulled open his pants and I could feel his dick flop out and touch mine. Roger took my hand and lead it down to his cock then helped me wrap my fingers around the base and began sliding my hand up and down his shaft. I realized Roger wanted me to jerk him off.
I started to slide my hand slowly along the shaft each stroke seemed to intensify our kiss. I was so turned on by stroking his dick that I started to get hard again causing my dick to poke into his. Roger reached down and took my dick in his hand and now both of us were stroking each other off while making out.
I marveled at how turned on I was with Roger, something I hadn't felt at this level since? I stopped mid-thought for a second then realized since Tony. I never felt this level of excitement or passion for any woman including wife even when we first started dating.
Roger moved his mouth from mine and pulled me closer. His lips moved to my neck and inside the leather jacket then ran up my neck to my ear. "Fuck man you are so hot" he said softly.
Roger's body started to tense, and I could tell he was getting close. Knowing that he was going to cum excited me and I could feel myself getting close too. "I'm going to shoot buddy" Roger said close to my ear, then he pulled away from me so that we were standing almost side by side. My hand continued stroking his cock. Roger raised up on his toes then his dick shot a solid stream of cum all over the coffee table.
The orgasm was so strong that I could feel the cum rushing through the thick tube. I stroked a couple more times until the last blasts of cum finally ended. Roger did not let go of my dick even while he was in the throws of orgasm. The excitement of seeing him cum and a couple more strokes of his hand and my second load shot out of my cock and co-mingled on the coffee table with his.
"Fuck I needed that" Roger said with a slight laugh still holding my dick. He turned back to me and leaned in for a kiss before going to get towels from the bathroom. We both cleaned up in awkward silence. "Thanks Roger" I said politely before stuffing my dick back in my pants and heading for the door. Roger walked me to the door and gave me a quick peck before I went out into the hallway and headed back to my hotel.
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