The usual cautions apply. I have changed some of the names for privacy. These tales, Pure Sex and College Reunion Surprise, are true to the best of my memory.
PURE SEX
One thing that surprises and disturbs me is hearing about other long-term couples who have lost their lust for each other. It doesn't have to happen. Quite the opposite, I believe that a long-term relationship provides the potential for the most satisfying sex life if the partners keep experimenting and exploring. Sharing with other men can add spice to the relationship but that is not everyone's cup of tea. Whatever works, has to work for both partners.
On a particular occasion the sex can be magic. Dave and I will discover a new position during the final phase of a fuck that is better than anything we have experienced before in the 100s of times we have done it with each other. Afterwards we are both in awe and will exclaim "Why didn't we think of that before. We are going to have to do this again." But that magic moment, the special way the key fits in the lock, does not repeat itself.
In December 1995 we had an exceptionally hot session that I put on paper right after it happened and sent to one of my favorite magazines, "FirstHand". It was published, which was fun. In part I wrote the piece because few letters to the magazine were from couples in long term relationships, especially from men in their 40s and 50s. Here it is:
My partner in life, Dave and I spend weekends at our place in the country, where we have acreage, an orchard and a vineyard. It is a lot of hard work, but a better work out than the gym. Usually we knock off work in the mid-afternoon on Saturdays to get it on with each other. Last Saturday was a good day for December, not raining, but it was cold with a pretty strong wind. I quit first and told Dave I was heading back to the house to make a fire and set up the massage table. "It is you turn on the table today, guy," I said as I turned to the house.
"I haven't forgotten," he said with a smile.
I got the fire going in the living room and set the table up in our bedroom, which has a beautiful view of the vineyard and valley below. Dave was still slaving away and I gave him a holler from the window that the time had come for fun. When he joined me in the bedroom his cheeks were rosy from the cold and his clothes were cold to the touch. We embraced and his cold against my heat felt good for both of us. I started to slowly undress him, piece by piece, caressing his naked skin as it was exposed. He started to warm up and I embraced him naked to my fully clothed body. Our tongues entwined in a long slow kiss. Dave's cock was standing out proud with its very large head leaking pre-cum. We pulled back from each other and we both admired his beautiful cock as I smeared the pre-cum over its head. Dave gave a jerk back because the sensation was too intense for him, "That's enough", he said. "Its your turn." and he started to unwrap me, piece by piece.
I had less to take off. Dave knelt to take my pants down and as they slipped over my hips my cock sprung to attention. When my pants were off Dave gently rubbed his head up my thighs and let his buzz cut rub back and forth over my balls. I never knew a fresh buzz cut could feel so good.
I wanted to get down to business but we had to clean up first. "Let's hit the shower," and I led Dave to the bathroom. We have a great bathroom with a large shower, two heads and big enough for four. I like a clean butt to fuck and rim and part of our erotic ritual is preparing for sex by me giving Dave his enema. It gives a special sense of intimacy and ownership to give a man his enema before you fuck him. I filled Dave's enema bulb and had him bend over the sink. I lubed the tip of the nozzle and tickled his anus with it, causing a moan of pleasure, before gently slipping the nozzle up his butt. I squeezed the bulb slowly and heard the water flow into Dave. He moaned, "That feels so good."
His cock was swollen to the max and pre-cum hung in a long string from its tip...at least 6 inches long with a clear drop of honey at the end of the string. The drop kept extending as I watched in fascination. The string finally broke and the drop hit the floor. I refilled the enema bulb and gave him another shot.
I hit the shower first and after evacuating himself Dave joined me. The hot water hitting us from opposite sides of the shower felt great. I was out and dried off first and was laying on the bed when Dave joined me. He swallowed my cock to the root. His warm mouth felt so good on my dick as it slid down his throat.
When I got in serious heat, I pulled Dave off me and took him to the massage table. I asked him to bend over it, feet on the floor, and I started massaging his ass cheeks. I spread them and he moaned. His asshole was still flawless after the 100s of times that I had fucked him. I went to my knees, sucked his balls and ran my tongue from his balls up his shaved crack. "Fuck me", he moaned. I slowly pressed my tongue into his butt hole, spreading his ass cheeks with my hands. He opened for me and my tongue explored deeper and deeper up his ass. Dave kept opening until I was in as far as my tongue could reach. I felt the ring muscles of his anus grip my tongue in periodic spasms as his breathing became heavier and more moans of pleasure came from him. Damn, I like what my tongue can do. I slowly stroked his cock, went back to flat tongue licking his hole and then pointed tongue fucking.
But I wanted more. I wanted my cock up his ass.
We stood and embraced. I had been fantasizing about fucking Dave while I sat on a chair and he sat on my cock facing me. I asked him to come with me to the straight backed chair and sit on my cock, but he wanted to get on the massage table and have me fuck him face down for the initial penetration, his favorite position for getting fucked and my favorite position to fuck. There was not much of a debate in my head and I gladly yielded to his request. The trouble with this position is that it feels so good we often get no further before orgasm.
Dave laid down and I climbed on the table. My cock slipped into his spit-slicked open hole. His butt cheeks felt good against my groin as I penetrated to the root of my cock. It was a slow fuck as I held him in my arms. I then rose up so I could watch my cock slide in and out of his ass.
After about fifteen minutes I knew that if we didn't change positions I would come and never get Dave to the chair on my lap. I pulled out and said, "Let's go to the chair before I loose it."
We were both staggering a bit as we got off the table. Our bodies had been totally engulfed by the energy of the fuck. I got to the chair and Dave came over, faced me and slowly sat on my cock. I held him tight and his hard cock rubbing my belly soon had it coated with pre-cum as he rocked back and forth with my cock up his ass. At one point Dave leaned back so that we could both watch his cock and look at the precum that soaked our middles. I gave his cock two strokes and one shot of cum flew out the end of it. Dave let out a cry. But it wasn't a real orgasm and we decided to slow down.
I led Dave back to the massage table and had him lay on his back with his butt at the edge of the table. I stood on the floor and slicked up my cock with some more lube. I found that my cock was at the perfect height as I slipped it in Dave's ass. I held his legs straight up against me, massaging his thighs and upper legs. They felt good against my body. I scissored Dave's legs apart, holding them by the ankles, so I could watch my cock going in and out of his ass.
He was getting more vocal, moaning with pleasure and tossing his head from side to side. I fucked him hard and fast, then slow and easy, pulling my cock all the way out to the tip and then shoving it in to the hilt. It was a wonderful position and I was in lust.
I knew we were both headed for orgasm. Dave pulled his feet down and I knew he wanted me to work on his toes. I took off his right sock, over his objections, but I wanted to suck his naked toes. I also sucked his left toes through his sock. Footwork can drive him crazy.
I pushed Dave's legs back so that his knees were almost touching his tits. His huge balls, cock and asshole were fully exposed as my cock slid in and out of him. Fuck, what a beautiful sight.
Dave's balls got tight and his cock head swelled. His balls started disappearing into him and his moaning became a primal groan and howl as we both headed over the edge. He shot in buckets over his chest and stomach. As he was shooting, I felt my cum surge, I pulled out, and my cum joined his, both of us hosing down his front.
It felt like someone had shoved a rod up my prick and had pulled the cum out of me.
I collapsed against Dave and we let the cum squish between us as we kissed and moaned together.
Damn. Life is good.
COLLEGE REUNION SURPRISE
In 1997 we sold the place in the country, Dave sold his home in the city and for the first time, after 16 years together we owned one house together. Traffic to the country had become too much of a fight. The wine country was becoming famous and more and more people were moving into the area.
When we were looking for our new home I knew the one we bought was "it" the first time I walked in. It was a large 1955 ranch on two levels, with a daylight basement. The lower level had a huge family/game room with fireplace and three bedrooms. When we descended the stairs to the family/game room my first thought was, "What a great place for Body Electric gatherings...this space will take 6 tables easy." That turned out to be true.
In the summer of 1998 we decided to invite three of my best buddies from college for a reunion. It had been thirty-five years since we graduated from Stanford and fifteen years since we last got together. We had four great days of sharing stories of our successes and tribulations in life and love. I had come out to my buddies the last time we got together, but this was the first time they met Dave. Dave's brother had been a fraternity brother at Stanford, so they shared something of a bond with him.
Early on the last afternoon of the visit two of my friends headed for home. After they left my best friend, Bob, took a nap in his bedroom on the lower level because he was taking a red-eye flight that night. Dave and I took a nap in our bedroom up stairs. That evening we took Bob to dinner on the way to the airport. At dinner Bob asked me how I came out and when and how I first had sex with a man. I told him about my first time with my brother-in-law Greg and how I had come out to my older sister (not the one married to Greg!). I was visiting my sister and her husband Larry at their mansion in southern California and after too many drinks I spilled the beans. I told them I was having sex with Greg and that sex with men was wonderful. Larry started crying after I told my story. I told Bob that I did not think Larry was crying for me; I thought he was crying for himself because he wanted a man and did not have the courage to make the move. (Larry was a southern California hunk...looked a lot like Robert Redford and could have had any man or woman he wanted.)
Bob looked me in the ene and said, "I can relate to that."
My mouth dropped open in shock. "What do you mean by that?"
Bob answered, "When I was trying to take a nap this afternoon I couldn't sleep. I lay there with a hard-on thinking about you and Dave and wanting to have sex with you guys. I have never had sex with a man but I would like to try it with you guys if you would let me."
You could have blown me away. I laughed and said, "While we were taking a nap this afternoon I couldn't sleep either. I was laying there with a hard-on dreaming about asking you to come to bed with us. I wanted to suck your big cock that I heard so much about in college." Bob claimed he had the biggest dick in his high school class and the word got around among our friends at Stanford.
What a wasted opportunity!! By then it was too lake to take him to bed. We had to catch a plane. Bob had a very visible bone running down the leg of his pants on the way to the airport and a wet spot by the time we got him to the terminal. On the way we talked about what he wanted. "Are you sure it won't cause a problem with your relationship if we have sex together," he asked, with real concern in his voice. I could tell it bothered him a lot, he was having a hard time understanding how we could be free to share sex with him.
"Heck, no guy. We fool around with other men from time to time and you would be something special for us. Do you remember that time in our sophomore year when I was getting something out of the closet in our bedroom and you woke up and told me that for a second you thought I was a woman standing on the chair reaching into the closet, and you almost jumped me? I do. At the time I thought, 'yes I want that, but you are going to have to use some vaseline.' I often wonder what would have happened if I had said that to you. But I didn't really understand that I wanted sex with you or any other man."
"I probably would have punched you out if you had said somenting like that," he answered.
Dave chimed in, "It is not going to be a problem at all."
I added, "It would be an honor to take your virginity," giving Bob a poke in the shoulder.
I had never bedded a virgin man and to bed my best buddy from a special chapter in my life, who had filled me with stories of his wild sex life when I was a young virgin, was a dream come true.
We agreed that Bob would have to return for another visit so that we could take a long weekend teaching him everything there was to know about mansex.
But you will have to wait for that chapter. It was worth the wait fr us!!
Mike