Lexington's Story -- Part 11
Well, Jason was OK with Chris, as was I, and we did what we usually do, Jason and I kissed while Chris on his back, sucked my cock, and Jason fucked him. That went well, we all got off, but spent more time talking about our pasts, such as they were, than we did sucking or fucking.
It is now decades later. Jason and I are together. We both graduated from college, me two years ahead of him, I went into the Marines, for a number of good and bad reasons, Jason went to grad school in journalism, he worked the local paper while in college, better pay than the grocery store, but not much, got a job with the New York Times after grad school, became a top reporter and feature writer, and did travel features, but, now actually went there himself for the research.
I got a job in the city after four years in the Marines, in the human resources department of a major bank, and we took up living together, and, actually became monogamous, having realized that we had had the whole variety of sexual experiences, and no longer needed to look for new ones, or, no longer needed to prove to ourselves that we were attractive. And we were not as horny as we were when we were in out teens.
Jason got the Times to pay for his expenses to visit Viet Nam, I had to pay mine, but we shared the Times paid hotel rooms, and we found his mother, who was happy to see him, and he was happy to meet her and her family. And, he wrote a series of travel articles for the Times, as well as a real tear jerker about the reunion with his mother, printed in The New Yorker, and one for the National Geographic about post-war Vietnam as an incredibly beautiful tourist destination.