Two Hunky Neighbors

Two Hunky Neighbors

Chapter One: In The Pool

By Wade Wright

"Hey, Jim, turn around!" Bob yelled at his friend and neighbor as Jim pulled himself up and out of the backyard pool at Bob's house.

Jim was in the process of wiping himself off with one of the towels stacked on the table beside the pool. "Hey Jim!" Bob continued, "Hey guy, turn around!"

Using the towel to cover his crotch area, but attempting to make it appear as if he was continuing to wipe himself dry, he finally did turn and look at Bob, who was still in the pool, and who was looking at Jim, but also toward the house and the door to make sure that neither of the wives were coming back out to the pool area. He told Jim, "Drop the towel!"

With a big question in his voice, Jim asked Bob, "What? Why?"

Moving up close to the edge of the pool, Bob then very quietly stated, "Because I want to see your crotch!"

"What!? What did you say?" Jim asked in earnest.

"Move your towel!" Bob rather insisted.

"Why, why? Why do you want me to do that?" Jim again asked.

Very quietly Bob responded, as he once again turned and looked toward the house to make sure it was still just the two men at the pool, "Because Jim, I know you are sporting a woody, and I want to see it. Come on, get back in the pool!"

Quickly, Jim rather threw the towel toward the table and immediately jumped back into the pool. He had a very quizzed look on his face, but none the less, he jumped back into the water.

Jim and Bob were neighbors, living in houses directly across the street from each other, and since they were close to the same ages, Bob being 29 and Jim being 30, they had become very good friends, since Jim and Suzzie had moved in about a year and a half earlier. Bob and Judy did enjoy their company, and Bob had suggested the four of them getting together and having pool parties quite often, and as often as possible. Since neither couple had any children, the socializing was easy and convenient. Much more so than with couples that had children that needed to be included or worried about.

Bob knew he liked having Jim in the pool, so that the two of them could just do some good old goofing around, as if they were still little kids.

Bob moved over toward Jim, once Jim re-entered into the water and said, "Jim, I've been pretty damn sure the last three or four times that we've been in the pool together that you are getting a stiffy when we touch each other, and that's why I put those towels on that table, instead of over by the door. I wanted to see if you'd get a towel and cover yourself before you turned around, and yip, you did! Jim, haven't you kind of noticed that the last couple of times we've swum together that I've been a little more active in kind of wrestling with you in the water? Jim, every time I get a chance, I attempt to rub up against your rod, and every time, it's hard!"

With that statement made, this time Bob was very straight foreword and actually reached out, and under the water he cupped his hand on Jim's crotch. Jim rather jerked in the surprise of being touched, and especially by his friend and neighbor Bob, but he did not pull away.

Bob looked into Jim's eyes and slightly smiled. Jim continued to silently stand there, but much more due to shock than for any other reason. He did not move. He did not return the grope.

Bob turned so that he was facing the house door and quietly told Jim, "Jim, I've been wanting to feel this thing since the first time you came over here swimming. When you and Suzzie moved in, the very first time you guys came over for a swim, I could swear you got hard when we were playing around and goofing off with that pool ball. My arm accidentally rubbed against your crotch, and I was sure then you had a boner. You did, didn't you?"

Kind in a state of shock, Jim answered, "Yea, I think I did. Yea I probably did, but I didn't know you knew it! It was all by accident!"

"Yea I know Jim, they've all been by accident, haven't they? Jim, I have a boner every time we are in the pool together. I've watched you get out of the pool every time you've been in here with me, and you always hide behind something till you get rid of your stiffer, so that's why I put the towels over there so you'd have to turn around or let it be obvious you were hiding something. Right? Hey Jim, I know you are shocked, but feel my crotch. You're not the only one in here that's got a boner. Mine's stiff too! I like feeling you, and I know you like feeling me too, don't you?"

Bob took hold of Jim's right hand and directed it toward his own crotch. Jim very slowly reached foreword and slightly touched Bob's crotch.

Very quietly and rather embarrassingly, Jim managed a slight, "Yea," but then continued, "Bob, I've never been in a situation like this before. Bob, you are getting me all confused here. Bob, our wives are in the house. Don't do anything that can get us in trouble, OK?"

"Oh hell no Jim! I won't! But I've finally let you know that I want to do something, so now it's too late to act like nothing ever happened!"

"Yea, well yea, ---I guess you're right!" Jim replied.

Just as Jim was responding, Suzzie and Judy came out of the house and Suzzie, asked, "Hey are you guys going to get out of the pool and get ready to go?"

Slightly moving away from each other a little, and only slightly so the wives would not think anything funny about the men standing so close to each other, Jim then said, "Hey gals! Bob and I have been talking, and we really are not very excited about going to that show! It's just not our bag! It's all about love, dating, marriage and all that stuff, and hey, there's a baseball game on the TV tonight, and we were kind of wondering if maybe we could just stay here and watch the game, and let you two wonderful,-- beautiful,-- talented, and -- successful women have a ladies night out, all by yourselves? Is that possible?"

Looking at Judy, Suzzie then replied, "Well, after all of those complements, how can we turn those guys down? How about we just tell them that dinner will now be included in our night out, and it will be on their credit cards? What do you say?"

"Judy laughed, and replied, "Hell yes! What a deal! I've been wanting to go to that new fancy Italian restaurant down on Stanley Drive, and this just might be the best time to do it!" Then looking at the husbands, Judy added, "Hell yes men! Hell yes! We'll let you watch your ole baseball game. Miss Suzzie and I take you up on your offer! After you see how much we can add to your credit cards, for just one dinner, I'm sure you might have different ideas the next time though! Right, Suzzie?"

"Right! Damn right Judy! And I sure am not going to that place looking like this! I need to go change into something nice and fancy! We are really going to have one hell of a women's night out! Come on Judy, let them swim and do their thing watching their ole TV baseball! We have things to do!" Then looking at Jim, Suzzie asked, "Hey what are you two going to do for dinner? What are you going to eat?"

As Jim looked at Bob, he simply asked, "Pizza? Yea, yea---we'll order some pizza to have with our game! Hey, don't worry bout us, we will survive. We'll do OK! You gals go do your ladies night out thing. We'll take care of each other and act like bachelors again for a night!"

With that statement, the two wives turned and returned to the house.

"Oh shit man! Jim that was one fast thinking! Thanks man! Sounds like it is going to cost us some cash, I've heard that restaurant is damn expensive, but hey, let them do their thing and then we can do our thing! Besides, the cost of those dinners can't be more than if we had bought actual tickets to the game, so maybe we are still ahead."

"Yea, and Bob, as soon as they hit the road, then we'll be able to do some skinny dipping here. I've got to admit, I've wanted to do that since the first time you and Judy invited us over for a swim, but I always kind of figured the women just might not go for that."

"Yea----the women, and probably me too, since I know damn well running around the pool, bare assed naked and everything hanging out, I'd never been able to explain why my dick was harder out here than it is in the bedroom."

After about 20 minutes of just "hanging out" in the pool, sipping some beers and eating some chips, the men were then interrupted by Judy as she poked her head out of the door and yelled, "Hey guys! I'm all dolled up and ready for our gals night out, so I'm headed over to Suzzie's and then we are "out on the town"! Jim, we're using your car since the sports car is much more to our liking for a night like tonight, than that four door thing of ours, so anyway, we'll be back later. Oh hey, the show starts at 7, it's about an hour and a half long, so I'm told, and then of course we girls will need to go have a night cap someplace nice and fancy before we get home so we'll probably be back about 10 or ten thirty. OK?"

Bob had moved over to her side of the pool as she was talking and after she finished, Bob motioned for her to bend down so that he could give her a kiss, and he then told her to have fun, but be safe. "We'll see you ladies later! Have fun!" Bob added.

"Have fun!" Jim added with a yell from the far side of the pool.

"Oh I'm sure we will!" Judy hollered back. "You TV jocks have fun too!"

As Jim waved a good-bye, he silently said, "Oh we will honey, we will!"

Waiting a few minutes to make sure they were actually by themselves, Jim did get out of the pool and peaked through the yard gate to see if he could see his own driveway from that spot. "Hey Bob, they are just now driving out! They are on their way! It's just you and me now man!"

As Jim made that statement, he then turned toward the pool, slid his thumbs under the waist band of his beach trunks, and pulled them down and then stepped out of them. Rock hard dick and all, Jim was now completely displaying his athletic 5'11" frame, his 44 inch chest, his 34 inch waist, his 17" calves and of course his 15-15 1/2 inch biceps.

As he threw his shorts to a chair, he flipped his dick once in a playful manner and jumped into the pool.

Seeing that his swimming partner was now a nude swimmer, Bob immediately removed his Speedos and threw them up on the pool deck.

"OK man!" Jim stated firmly. "I paraded my bare assed self across the deck, letting you see all of me, now get out of the pool and let me see how you are hung!"

Grinning broadly and rather laughing, Bob did pull himself up and onto the pool edge so that he too would be showing everything as Jim had just done. As he pushed up onto the deck, and then lifted one leg up to get his foot onto the deck, he realized that he was making a formal presentation of his bare ass and it's hairy hole to his neighbor friend and his now male, nude, swim mate. He truly liked the idea that he and Jim were now completely naked in front of each other and he was proud that he had already had the opportunity to show Jim his bare ass, with his legs rather spread, without making a major issue out of it. He was hoping that his bag was hanging down nicely, and was completely visible under his ass, since he knew his stick was standing up by his stomach and definitely was not visible from behind. He was hoping that Jim was noticing his hairy ass and his full bag, and was liking what he was seeing.

Bob too was another very hot specimen of a hunk, standing right at 5'10", 190 pounds, a solid firm chest of about 42" and a 32" waist, and legs and arms that were just a little stockier than Jim's. Firm and of course standing straight out and up, his dick was 7 1/2 inches long and a thick 5 inch circumference when measured around it when hard, as it definitely was now. It was finally being presented to his friend, as he had been wanting to do for a long time now, and it was at its full attention. The slight trail of fuzz hair, positioned just above his navel and extending up to ward his square chin, completed the manly picture of "all hunk"!

"Oh my God!" Jim exclaimed! "Shit man, no fucking wonder I get hard when we are in the pool together! Bob how in the hell do you manage to hide that thing when all you have on are Speedos? Damn man! I knew you showed what looked like a lot in those Speedos, but my God man, how in the hell do you put that much in there? Shit man! I had no idea you were that fucking well hung! You're a fucking horse, man!"

Feeling very proud of himself, but yet very embarrassed about Jim's very strong and positive comments, Bob jumped back into the pool as if to hide his pole. Immediately, Jim got up close to Bob and grabbed hold of Bob's cock.

"Oh shit man, I have never taken another man's cock in my hand before, but I've got to feel this one! You're making it too damn easy for me to do stuff that I'd never think about doing, ---but the way you are doing stuff today, I guess it's OK if I do this, right? Damn man! Shit! God Bob, I've never seen a cock this fucking big before!"

As Jim reached out and grabbed a grip onto Bob's enormous stiff rod, Bob also reached forward and put Jim's stiff meat into his hand and squeezed it.

"Jim my buddy, this one don't feel so damn small either, though! Hey, I've got to admit that it's been a hell of a long time since I've had some other guy's dick in my hand, but this one does not feel little at all. Not at all!"

"Been a long time since you had some other guy's dick in your hand!? Bob, have you played around with guys before?"

"Well, no not really! Once in the locker room in high school we did have a gay guy that everybody knew was gay and once a guy made me a bet that I would not grab that guy's dick, and he'd give me five bucks if I did. Well, since I really needed the five bucks, I agreed to do it. They got the guy, his name was Skip, and they told him what was up and of course he was all for it. He was already stripped so he didn't need to take his pants down or anything, all he needed to do was walk up to me, and stand there. About five guys were all standing there watching which made me nervous, but after looking at it, and of course watching it get bigger and bigger as we looked at it, I finally reached out and put my hand on it. I grabbed hold of it so the guy paying the money did not claim that I had not taken hold of it enough. While I had my hand on it, one of the guys in the group told me to jerk on it, and if I'd jerk on it for at least a full minute, he'd give me another five bucks. Hey man, ten bucks right then was big money so I did. Then another guy said that if I could get Skip to shoot off, he'd give me another five bucks, so of course I figured, why not? I was nervous as hell, but Skip loved it! He wanted anybody to play with him, whenever he could get them to do it, so to him it was a big payoff to have that many guys watch him shoot off! So I guess it was a payday for Skip and me both. I made fifteen bucks and Skip got to shoot off in front of about six guys all at the same time."

"So Bob, is that all of the things you've done, or are there more? Shit man, ---got to admit hearing about that session in the locker room playing with that guy, has got me all turned on. I never got to do anything like that, except read some stuff in some dirty mags, but hearing it from a guy that has actually done it, is so hot! Shit man I think I'm about to shoot just from hearing that! Bob, have you done any other stuff? If you have tell me about it! I've never had any conversation like this before and this is really turning me on! Shit man! This is hot stuff! This is hot shit!"

"You sure this is really hot stuff to you and if I do admit that I've done some other stuff, you won't think bad of me? I really did not intent to talk about what I've done, I was just kind of hoping to maybe play with you some."

"Oh shit Bob! You keep telling me about some stuff like what you were just telling me and I know damn well we will be playing with each other, since right now you've got me about to go totally crazy with excitement. God Bob, I've never been around the types of guys that I guess you have. I've never even been close to being able to touch some other guy, let alone jerk him off. Bob I've tried to find the kinds of dirty magazines that had stories in them like this, and I never thought I'd actually get to talk to some guy that has done some of this stuff. What else have you done?"

"Well I did get fucked in the ass once."

"Oh shit man, when? What happened? Bob tell me what happened and what was that like?"

"Well it was that Skip guy again. It was after high school though. I was back home for a weekend and true, I was not having much fun. All the guys that I grew up with all had their own stuff to do, and I didn't have anybody to hang out with. I was in the little local coffee shop and Skip came in. Since we of course did know each other, he sat beside me at the counter and we started talking. Anyway, before the conversation was all over, and after we laughed about some of our high school days, and of course that one specific day in the locker room, he leaned over real close to me and whispered that he wanted to fuck my ass. He asked me if I had ever had that done. I of course told him, `No,' I sure had not had that done, and he said he was sorry about that."

"He was sorry about -what? That you had never had your ass fucked? Is that what you mean?"

"Yea, that is what I mean! Yea, said that he was sorry I had never been fucked before, and he made it sound so depressing, that I had never had that done, I finally agreed to go with him and find out what he was talking about. Of course, though, since everybody in town knew he was a gay guy, I made him leave first so that we did not walk out of the coffee shop together. I met him at his place after we both left, but of course we left at separate times. After I left the coffee shop I started wondering if we had been quiet enough in our conversation that the waitress did not hear what we had been talking about. I figured, Oh well--if she did, so be it! I couldn't do anything about it then, anyway!"

As Jim stood there in the pool listening, he was now actively rubbing his cock and jerking on it some as he begged for more details from Bob's prior experiences. He truly did not believe that he was actually having this type of a conversation, and especially with a guy that he really did like and admired, a lot! It was almost beyond his comprehension that he and Bob could even have this type of a open conversation, and talk about this kind of stuff like this, so openly!

"What happened? What did you guys do. He fucked your ass, right?"

"Oh yea, he did! I got to his place and all the lights were off, and he had about eight candles lit around his place. He had a small apartment, so a few candles went a long way, so to say. Have to admit, ---I had never been is such a romantic place as his apartment was that night. He opened the door, and I guess he knew I'd be by myself and nobody could see his front door. He was totally naked! He answered his front door completely bare assed! That was the first time that I had ever seen somebody answer their front door completely nude! God, ---that in itself was a major turn on! Well--of course that was kind of a shock and I will admit now that even then, I found it kind of exciting. Kind of nervy, I guess. I kept thinking, what if it happened to be somebody else at his door instead of me?"

"And so, -----he did what? You did what?"

"I went in and he flipped his dick at me and said, Well, you've jerked this one off once before, want to do it again? I just kind of looked at it and he knew that I was a little freaked out about being there, so he didn't push it any. He led me into the living room and softly suggested that I sit down and maybe take my shoes off and get comfortable. He went into the kitchen and brought back a couple of beers. I had taken my shoes off by that time, and I tried to act comfortable but I guess my nerves were showing. He sat his beer on the coffee table and then sat down on the floor beside me, so that he could put his arm across my leg. He kind of hugged my leg a little and then reached down between my legs and took hold of my ankle and kind of squeezed it. You gotta remember, I'm sitting there fully clothed, except for my shoes, and he's totally naked, and having a hard-on! Then he asked me if I had done anything with any other guys since that day in the locker room. I told him that no, I had not, but then I did admit that there were a few times at college that I thought maybe I did want to go find some guy, some guy that I didn't even know, and play around with him some, but I never did. That's when he told me, that now he knew why I had agreed to come to his place and get my ass fucked for the first time. He knew that I was hungry for some good gay playing around, and that I was finally admitting it to myself. He assured me that everything was going to be OK, and that before I left, I would be glad I agreed to it. Right then I was not so damn sure! I mean I really wasn't! For a minute or two, I really did think that maybe I just needed to grab my shoes and run. I was nervous! Shit, I was fucking nervous. Here I was, a guy about 21 years old, never played around with a guy other than that one day in the locker room, and I had agreed to meet him at his place, and I was there for him to fuck my ass! How fucking crazy was I?"

"Oh God Bob, you did have to think you were out of your mind didn't you?"

"Yes, I thought I was more than out of my mind! I knew I was just plain damn crazy! I knew I was fucking crazy."

"Bob, what kept you there? Why didn't you just tell him that you changed your mind?"

Looking squarely at Jim and directly into Jim's eyes, Bob then said, "Jim, I hope like hell I can totally trust you! Man I am telling you stuff that I never even told a therapist once, when I thought I needed help. Jim, I'm laying it all out in front of you. I hope like hell I can trust you! For God's sake man, please don't ever tell Judy or anybody else about this stuff. It would ruin me man! If you ever told anybody, it would totally ruin me!"

"Bob trust me! Trust me! There is no way in hell I would ever tell anybody what you are telling me. Shit man, the idea that you can tell me this stuff is really a complement to me. No way would I ever break your trust in me after you are being so truthful with me! Believe me, trust me!"

"Jim I got arrested for drunken driving one night while I was a freshman at State. I had to spend the night in the city tank. Sometime in the middle of the night, I don't even know what time it was, ---I played like I was asleep all night, but I wasn't, ---one guy fucked another guy right there in the middle of that drunk tank! Nobody caught them, well I did, and I really do think a jail guard saw what was happening, but probably figured that if they were both into it, and nobody was having a fit, then let `em go. Anyway Jim, I laid there and watched that guy get it up in the ass, and I really wanted to be next! Really, I did! Watching that burly guy take his stiff dick out and slide it up in that other guy's butt hole looked exciting to me! I kept acting like I was asleep, but I kept watching them until the big guy got his rocks off in that guy's butt. That night at Skip's apartment, all I could think about was that night in the jug. I was scared shitless but all I could do was remember watching that one guy get it up in the ass from that other guy, and how jealous I was of the guy getting fucked. I just knew that if I did not stay there and let Skip fuck me, I may never get another chance like that!"

"Oh God Bob, you have got me hotter than a pan of boiling water. Shit man, I am going to have to get out of this water or I am going to have cum floating in it. And, --- that's without even touching it! Bob you have got me turned inside out man!"

"Here Jim, sit up here on the edge of the pool."

"No I can't do that! Thanks Bob, but seriously my dick is so damn hard right now, there is no way I can sit on the edge of the pool and let it fly like a forty foot flag pole. No, I won't cum in the pool, but if I think I'm going to, I promise to get out. OK? God Bob! Tell me! What in the hell happened?"

"Well, I was sitting there and Skip had his arm draped over my right leg and he had a hold on my ankle. He was sitting down on the floor beside me. I was in the chair. Pretty soon he started sliding his hand up and down the inside of my leg. After he did that for awhile, I could tell he had his elbow stuck in my crotch and he could tell I was hard. Pretty soon he just kind of turned around and unsnapped my Levi's and pulled them open. I had a pair of briefs on, and of course they were tenting pretty good! Skip told me to stand up, and when I did, he pulled my Levi's and my briefs off. He asked me to pull my T-shirt off. I did! Then he told me to just sit back down. I did! I was shaking like shit, I knew I was, but I think that was a turn on to him. I think he liked having some guy that he knew was scared shitless. And I was! Honestly Jim, all I could think about was that guy in the jail that got it up his ass and how he acted like it felt so good and how he wanted it more, when the big guy pulled out. I remembered hearing him beg the big guy to put it back in again, but the big guy just got up off of his butt and left him laying there in the middle of the floor. Anyway the guy that got fucked then grabbed his pants, pulled them back up and finally just got up and went over to a corner and sat down. That was all I could think about that night while Skip was starting to lick on me. And yea-he licked! Jim, I had that man's tongue all over me. Hell man, when I take a bath I don't do that thoroughly of a job on my body. He did not miss a spot. I did not know it until that night that some gay guys get real turned on by sucking toes. Shit man, that is something to relish and enjoy! What a fucking feeling to have some guy's tongue up between your toes licking them clean. Doing that must have taken at least a full half an hour. I was sitting there with this ragging hard-on the entire time. I had never been in a situation where I just sat there, and of course completely naked, and watched and felt somebody totally enjoy playing with some part of my body! Jim, that was unbelievable! I kind of felt like my feet were being worshipped! I was sitting there with a ragging hard-on, and he wasn't even touching it!"

"Oh God Bob! I never had any imagination that this day was going to have anything like this in it! Oh shit Bob! I feel like some little kid in a toy store for the very first time. Shit man, tell me what in the hell happened next? What happened?"

"He sucked on my dick!"

"What-oh shit man--he did!? Oh God Bob-keep talking! This is so damn exciting! Oh man, I never thought I'd ever have this kind of a conversation!"

"He had seen it before, while we were in school, and back then I knew he wanted it, but I never let him do it. I kind of think that day in the locker room, there might have been some more stuff planned that just never happened."

"What? Like what? What do you mean?"

"I have thought it through since then, and although I never asked Skip if I was right or not, I really do think that whole thing was kind of a set up to see if I'd let Skip suck me off or not. Yea, my dick was bigger than all the other guy's, especially when we were a lot younger, and the guys all liked to talk about it and look at it. I really do think it was all set with Skip that if he could get me to fuck his mouth, then those guys would give him some money. I remember back, how some comments were made about how I should let him suck me since I jerked him off. I really do think that was the original thing they wanted to see happen. Hell--maybe they should have just told me what they wanted! Knowing me back then, if they'd have given me another five bucks, I'm sure I would have stuck it in his mouth! Hey, knowing now how those guys liked to look at it all the time, maybe I could have made some money by charging them to either look at it or maybe touch it! Shit man, maybe I missed out on a good thing!"

"Oh God Bob! Keep talking man! Keep talking, you are getting this guy all crazy and sexy. I've got to hear this, and then I want us to find some secret corner someplace where you can make me a real man! I'm getting real jealous of the things you have done or had done to you! Shit man, I feel left out! Oh man, I never knew this kind of stuff really happened to real guys! Yea, I guess I really did, but I just never had anybody to talk to about it and hearing somebody tell about it, that really got to do it! When I read about it in the mags, it just sounds so made up! Oh Bob, what did Skip do next?"

"He did my left foot last and then he slowly started up my leg with his tongue. He'd get up to my bag and then he's go down the other leg and then all they way back up it. I was in complete heaven while he was doing this. I had never been treated so heavenly, as what he was doing to me. If somebody had knocked on the door and yelled that the apartment building was on fire, I would have just said, OK! Taking what he was doing for me was a hell of a lot more important than trying to get out of a burning building! Man that felt so damn good to me! After he got done with my legs, then he started sucking on my bag and on my balls! I had never, ever had my balls sucked and chewed on before and I just about went through the roof when he did that! Oh my God! What a feeling! Jim, he'd just put his mouth right up beside my bag and one of the balls, and then he'd suck that ball right into his mouth! Oh shit man, what a great feeling! That was something that I had never even read about and what a great feeling to have it done to you! Right then, I was really sorry I had never let him play with me all of those times when we were in high school and he kept making those suggestions that we go fishing together. I knew damn well back then that fishing was not his objective, and that night is when I decided I had really missed some good fishing days, if I had not been so damn stupid and contrary. I don't know who else he ever played with, so if I had gone with him, I guess it would have been our secret, but I guess I was just too afraid that it would get printed in the local gab sheet that I was out in the woods with the gay guy!"

"He sucked on you, he sucked on you! Tell me about you getting sucked on! Come on man, tell me about it!"

"Oh yea-he did! Yea-he sure did! He was one hell of a sucker! I have not been sucked on by that many guys, but I will say that one knew what in the hell he was doing!"

"Bob, sucked on by that many guys? You've been sucked on by more than just this Skip guy?"

"Oh did I say that, ----well --yea, a few more. But I will say, none of them could suck like Skippy! I'll tell you about those guys later. They were no big deal! Well yea, maybe one of them, --the one that did me in the men's room of a police station in Texas once. I guess maybe he might have been a big deal! The real funny situation of how it happened, is what made that one real exciting! Met him while I was eating dinner at a counter in a diner, and we started talking and he got real inquisitive and after some period of time, he told me he really did want me to follow him to the police station, where we could use the men's room. Hell, I was horny and he was the one that managed to get the subject onto sex! He was the little town's cop, so I figured, why not? The cop wanted to suck me off! He told me that right there in the diner! That was all there was to it. Guess he found his dicks to suck on, that way! Meet em at the diner and take em back to the station and use the restroom! Only time I ever got sucked off in a police station! Anyway, back to Skip, and his mouth on my dick! Damn man, that was good! I went over to his place thinking that I was just there to get my ass fucked, but I guess Skip knew right up front, that you just don't let a guy in your house and immediately slam your dick up in his ass. He took hold of my dick, looked at it, licked the sides of it, put just the very tip of it in his mouth and sucked real hard on it. I could feel his tongue rolling around the edge of it, and I could feel him actually making love to the tip of it, and then all of a sudden, he threw his head back, he opened his mouth as wide as he could and he threw his head down on me and took the entire thing down in his throat. He did that so damn fast I did not know what was happening until it was over. I almost shit! I had no idea that a guy could take a dick down into his throat like he did. I thought that when a guy got a blow job, it was just the end of his dick like he was doing on the tip of mine. I never knew that a guy could swallow the whole thing, and yes, I do admit that I know mine is bigger that most guy's dicks are. I'm normal like all guys. Whenever I'm in a shower room or someplace where guys have no pants on, yea ---I check `em out too. So far, I'm still standing good, except for two black guys that used to be at State with me that I happened to see, all by accident. Another one of those times when a person just happens to walk in at a very inappropriate time. Of course when I did see, what I did happen to see, I wished I had handled it a lot different, so that I could have been part of their party, but it was too late then. I tried to tell them that I rather appreciated what I had happened to walk in on, but I guess they just were not in the mood to accept some little white guy, and his short little white cock, into their cock measuring contest."

"Oh you telling me that what I've always heard is right, ----black guys do have bigger dicks, is that right?"

"Well from those two I saw that day, it they are anyplace close to average, hell yes!"

"Dam man, I've always heard that, but course, never got to see for myself! But hey, back to Skip and you! He's sucking on you! Right?"

"Oh yea ---back to Skip and his sucking! Yea Jim, he took all of it and he kept coming back for more every time he had to come up for air. A couple of times he'd pull off of it and say,' Damn man, I have wanted this since 10th grade, and finally I am getting it! Thanks man, thanks!' Shit man I was probably there, in his living room for more than an hour, just getting my dick sucked on and licked on by him before he finally took me by the hand and said, `Hey, let's go to the bedroom.' By this time, I guess I had lost all my nervousness. I was anxious as hell to get in that room and lay down. Once again all I could think about was that guy in the drunk tank and how he liked having that great big burly guy's dick up in his ass. I figured that if some great big guy, like that log cutter, or whatever he was, could feel that good up inside of you, then a normal sized guy had to feel good too. I was ready for getting it, and I was wanting it, --- then! Right then! And the funny thing that I kept thinking about was, ---thank goodness this is not in a jail drunk tank, and not some big fat drunk guy, like the one that did the fucking in the jail house that night."

"Oh my God man, shit! Keep going man, keep going! I gotta hear bout you and Skip and what he did to you!"

"We got into the bedroom, and Skip told me to just lie down on the bed, on my gut. He took some lube, which I did find out later is kind of a necessity when getting fucked, and rubbed some of it on his dick, and then pushed some of it up in my butt. As soon as he did that, I knew, rather instinctively, that some slick stuff back there had to be used, but then I remembered how the guys in the jail never used anything. I figured that since they both were so drunk, that either the little guy had already been fucked that night and still had a greasy ass hole, or neither one of them could feel it, even if it did feel kind of dry. Hell, his insides could have been ripped and torn and he probably never felt it, the way he was feeling that night!"

"I laid there and spread my arms and my legs. As soon as I did that, I wondered if maybe that was not a natural invitation of, "Use me, fuck me"! Skip did not tell me to spread out, I just did it! I laid there and felt him lay down on top of me. He told me to relax, and that everything would be OK. By that time, he didn't need to tell me to relax. I was completely relaxed, even though I was just about to get a dick pushed up inside of my ass for the first time! I guess I knew everything was OK and my ass was ready for it since I was about ready to beg him to hurry up and fuck me. I'm sure that any normal guy that gets it up in the ass for the first time has to be a hell of a lot more nervous and anxious about what is going to happen back there, than I was that night! I had fingered myself before, but I had never had a dick pushed up in there, and I know I should have been nervous, but I just wasn't! Like I said, all I could think about was that little guy in the drunk tank and him asking for more, once the big guy got off of him. That big guy and the dick that I saw hanging from him when he got off of that little guy, had to have made that little guy awfully full up inside. I figured, if he liked it, then I could too! Yea, I know I was drunk that night too, or I would not have been in there, but I'm a little afraid that if that big drunk guy would have laid down on top of me, I would have let him do me, once I saw that other guy get it. I guess I'm glad he didn't even see me, or want me anyway!"

"Oh God Bob, are you sure you would have let that guy up in you? He didn't sound like too good of a type to be getting fucked by, don't you think?"

"Yea, I definitely do agree, but you've got to remember, I was drunk that night too! Being drunk will make a person do some funny stuff. But thank goodness I didn't get fucked by him, and I'm glad now! Yea, imagine some big old fat, smelly, drunk, guy poking his dick up in your ass! Skip was my first fuck and I'm glad for that!"

"Your FIRST fuck!? I guess what you are telling me is that Skip was not your first and your last fuck--right?"

"Oh yea! Guess I had better be a little more careful how I phrase some of the stuff or you are going to know way more about me than I planned on sharing! But shit man, I'm not so sure there's anything more about me that I can tell. Telling you about my gay sex stuff is about as far as a guy can go, I think! But---back to Skip ---I was on the bed, on my gut. I was all spread out like an Eagle in flight. Skip had lubed me and his dick up. He kept telling me to just relax, that everything was going to be OK. I was about to tell him that if he didn't hurry up and put that big stick of his up in my ass, then things were not going to be OK. He just did not know how anxious I was to feel a dick up in me. Finally, and I do mean finally, he aimed the tip of his dick at my rose bud, in other words my ass hole! I could feel it right at the edge. I actually yelled, "Fuck me! Fuck me"! I guess all of sudden, or because of the yelling, Skip decided that I wanted to get fucked and I was anxious for it! I heard him say, "Hang On" and all of a sudden my ass was full of dick! Yea, it did hurt right at first, but I guess I did not care. I started humping my ass up and down trying to fuck myself with his dick. He caught on pretty quickly and then started fucking me like a real pro. All I can remember is he kept telling me that he just knew I had been fucked before. He kept telling me that no guy ever gets fucked this hard the first time he gets it up in the ass. I kept trying to tell him that I had never been fucked before, but he kept telling me that he just knew I had been fucked before. He kept telling me that no guy ever wants it that fast, or that hard, if he has never been fucked before. I never did convince him that was my first time getting fucked. He fucked me for about 45 minutes or so, and when we finally did get done, he was still making comments about wondering just how many times I had been fucked in the ass before and how big was the biggest dick I had ever taken. I just simply could not convince him that his dick was the only dick I had ever had up in me! I guess paying him a strong complement in letting him know that he really did make a first time fuckee a very happy guy, just did not fit. He just refused to think that he could do a new ass, as hard and as roughly as I had taken it and actually have it be that guy's first fucking. I do agree with one statement he had made earlier at the coffee shop, though! Yes, I definitely was glad, I had done it, once it was over. In fact, I was very glad! Fact is, I was damn glad I was doing it even before it was over. I had been wanting to do that ever since that night when I saw that guy get fucked in the jail, and it had finally happened! I had been fucked, and I was glad! I finally knew what something more than just my fingers felt like up in my ass. It felt good, and I liked it. That's when I truly understood why guys, even some straight guys, find gay guys to fuck their asses once in awhile. It's something that a woman just can't do for you, but something that is worth getting done whenever the times and events happen just right for it! Jim, it's been quite awhile since I've had some guy up in there, and I'm hoping maybe you'll be the next one to use me. I've been thinking about getting you to fuck me for a long time now, and I'm finally letting you know what I want! Jim, I want you to fuck me, and I wanna fuck you, if you'll let me! Can I? OK? You game?"