2 comments/ 12511 views/ 0 favorites Rediscovering... By: FetishFaerie Jayla was at home, alone as usual. She was getting used to the fact that Manda was never coming back. Ever since she told Manda that she wasn't completely gay, things hadn't been the same. And then one day she left without so much as a note. Jayla felt betrayed. Even with her fiery red hair, bright blue eyes, and luscious ass, she felt like the ugliest person in the world. She was so hurt that she locked herself up in her room for days, not even trying to let the world in. Two weeks after Manda left, Jayla got a phone call from her friend Arlo. Jayla and Arlo had known each other since they were kids, and he was the only one she ever told everything. Even though he had moved out of the country 3 years ago, they were still best friends. Even his voice was enough to put her more at ease. "Jayla? Is that you? You sound horrible, honey! What's wrong?" "Manda left. Two weeks ago. I haven't been out or stopped crying since." "Oh sweetheart, what happened? I thought you two were inseparable." "I told her I wasn't a lesbian." "What? Since when? You haven't looked at a guy in ten years!" "I know, but I just knew it all along, and she couldn't except that. You know what an überdyke she is. She'll dress like a guy, act like a guy, and can't see why I might like men still?" "I know Jayla, all men are pigs. Even the fake ones. Is there anything I can do?" "Only if you were here, but you're not. You're in London still. But thanks for the thought." "Give me 24 hours. I'll think of something." He hung up the phone, leaving Jayla to wonder what sort of thing he could possibly do to cheer her up. ************ The next day, she woke up, feeling groggy and sad (the way she had been feeling for weeks), when she heard a knock at the door. She cursed under her breath, put on some sweats without bothering to put on underwear, and went to answer the door. A handsome blond haired, blue eyed man stood in her doorway with a bouquet of blue forget-me-nots. "Hey you." "Oh my God, Arlo! What the fuck are you doing here?" "I told you I'd do something." Jayla threw her arms around him, feeling the beat of his heart. For some reason, it was beating quicker than she thought it should, and to her surprise, hers was beating faster as well. She breathed in his scent, bringing her to the safe place she needed to be. She held on tighter, nuzzling her head into his neck. He immediately responded by rubbing her back, slowly moving down towards her shapely ass. As soon as his hands reached their target, they both pulled back slowly, looking at each other with a mixture of mild shock and complete lust. Simultaneously, they lunged at each other, mouths pressed hard in a bruising kiss, their tongues duelling back and forth in a passionate dance. Somehow they managed to pull away, and they stood there in her front hall, his mouth on her forehead, hers in his chest. "Jayla, I've wanted this for so long. You're the one, the one I've dreamed about since I was old enough to want this, and even though I never thought having a relationship with you would be possible, I kept hoping. Now that we're here, I have to have you. If I can't, you have to tell me right now so I can run back to my hotel and take the longest cold shower in history." Jayla looked up into his eyes, her own shining with a mix of purest love and purest lust. "Arlo, take me now. Please..." This was the only bidding he needed. He scooped her up into his arms, and he practically ran to her bedroom. He lay her down on the messy covers and pounced on her, unable to stop touching her. His hands roamed all over her body, caressing her face, moving down to her breasts. He tore off her shirt, pleased to see that she still didn't wear a bra. He took a perfect pink nipple in his mouth, rolling it around across his tongue. She let out a moan of pleasure, encouraging him on. As he was sucking on her nip, he moved his hand down to the waistband of her sweatpants and gently tugged them down. "How come you're not wearing panties, love?" "Are you complaining?" He looked at her and smiled his shit-eating grin. "No ma'am. Not me." As soon as Jayla reached for the buckle of his belt, they both knew that they were way past any need for foreplay. She fumbled blindly with his pants while he kissed her all the way down, gently teasing her navel with his tongue, until she practically yanked them right off. Arlo lay between her legs and took his cock in his hands, gently probing her sopping entrance. "Are you ready, love? I don't want to hurt you." "Don't worry. I need this. I need you! Please make love to me, Arlo. I..." She lost all thought in her head as he slowly pushed inside her. They groaned in unison as his finally bottomed out in her, his hard length filling her completely. He started out slowly, rocking his hips in a careful rhythm with hers, building up a sensation that Jayla hadn't felt in a long time. If I had known that sex with men could be THIS good, she thought, I don't think I could ever have given it up completely! Arlo started to pick up the pace, and before long he was slamming into her, his cock driving in and out of her gushing pussy, both of them moaning at the pleasure that was overwhelming them. "Jayla, I'm close. I can't hold back any more!" "Arlo, cum with meeeee....." She let out a primal yell of complete pleasure, writhing underneath him in a frenzy of orgasmic bliss. He roared at the sensation of her contracting pussy, and came harder than he had ever cum before, shooting burst after burst into her spasming tunnel. They lay like that for a long time, bathing in the afterglow of their sudden and newfound union. They knew, without saying a word, that life was going to be better from now on. Rediscovering Cock By the time I had reached my early thirties, I had to finally acknowledge my growing hunger for cock. I was happily married, but certainly bisexual and I had not been with a guy for going on ten years. I had sated my hunger with toys and magazines, since this was before the internet, but knew I wanted more. The small town that I lived in at that time had a single adult bookstore. It was tucked away downtown, and if you weren't looking for it, you would certainly miss it. It had a clever title, "The Plain Brown Wrapper", and was mostly ignored by the general population. It had its share of browsers for regular straight porn, and most people adopted the attitude of "I didn't see you here, and you didn't see me here either" if they ran across someone they knew. I had been in the store several times, purchasing some magazines and books, and the odd bisexual video or two. I also knew they had a movie arcade in the back, but I had never been there. Eventually, curiosity won out, and I had the clerk change five dollars into tokens so I could see for myself what lay behind the curtain. The bookstore was very clean, and I didn't see anything in the hallways that would make me run the other way, so I made my way to a booth. In those days, the booths advertized what was playing in them, usually a choice of one or two films, and not the multi-channel booths you see today. I selected a booth showing two decidedly gay films, figuring that if I was going to go this route, I might as well go all the way. I entered and shut the door, locking it behind me, as my eyes became adjusted to the darkness. I saw the coin slot and fed a dollar's worth into the machine, then sat down in the single chair. The movie was a standard 1980s gay porn flick, impossibly tanned hard-bodied guys sucking and fucking each other. The sucking parts got me going, as that was and is my favorite bi activity, and I soon found my cock very stiff in my jeans. Just as I began to pull it out, I noticed something I had not seen before. Just to my right was a large hole cut into the wall, leading into the next booth. I had heard and read about glory holes before, but had never seen one in person. A thrill ran through me as I thought about the possibilities of seeing another cock, and maybe going even further than that! I peered through the hole and, to my great disappointment there was no one on the other side. Sighing, I took my jeans down and began to play with my cock, watching the hot action on the screen. It was getting good now, with one stud servicing several hot cocks, and I was very stiff watching it. Suddenly, I heard the door to the next booth open, close and lock. I resisted the urge to look through the hole, deciding I would wait a few minutes to see what might happen. I continued to fondle my erection as I waited. About three minutes later, I heard the familiar sound of a belt being unbuckled, a zipper sliding down, and a pair of pants hitting the floor. I could ignore the urge no longer, and bent over to take a look through the hole. What I saw was a wondrous sight indeed! A tall Caucasian man had his pants down and was stroking what looked to be a good seven inches of stiff cut cock. I gasped involuntarily, as it had been a long time since I had seen a nice cock like that up close. He must have heard me, as he slowly turned and stroked his hard cock, moving forward towards the hole. Before I could move, he thrust it through the hole, and I was face to face with his beautiful cock. I took a good long look at his penis, gazing at it longingly. It was thick and hard as steel, with two veins bulging at the sides, pulsing with his breathing. As I continued to look, I slid down to my knees, knowing that I wanted to pleasure his cock. As I inched closer, a drop of pre-cum appeared at the tip of his cock, slowly beginning to slide off the head. I heard a muffled "Suck it!" through the wall, and decided I could not wait any longer. I extended my tongue and licked the drop off the head, then slowly engulfed it into my hot mouth. I heard him groan through the wall, and I groaned as well, moaning my pleasure at once again having a thick hard cock in my mouth. Feelings I had not experienced in years came flooding back, and I eagerly began sucking my new friend's rod. Sucking cock really is like riding a bike, once you learn how you never forget. I immediately found my rhythm, and began worshiping his cock like a starving man -- which, in effect, I was! As time moved on, I was slurping up and down his cock, pausing now and then to lick and kiss his balls, then back up to the head and down again. I worked him hard for about fifteen minutes, alternating between his shaft and his balls, concentrating on maximizing my unseen lover's pleasure. As I sucked, I heard him softly moaning in pleasure at what my mouth and tongue were doing to him, and it turned me on even more. I continued to suck, and finally felt him stiffen in my mouth. Knowing the sign of a cock about to orgasm, I debated swallowing or spitting, and then finally the choice was made. "I'm cumming! Take it cocksucker, take my load!" he yelled, and then came the flood. His cock pulsed and squirted hot sticky sperm into my mouth, and I struggled to take it all. Since I hadn't had any in so long, I didn't want to lose any, so I sealed my mouth tight around his shaft and drank every drop he had to offer. He shot a big load, and it felt like a gallon of hot semen pouring into me, but I took it all. Finally he was spent, his cock now deflating in my mouth. Like a good cocksucker should, I used my tongue and cleaned all of his sperm from his dick. He withdrew from the hole, and any thoughts of him returning the favor evaporated as I heard his pants being zipped and buckled once again. I heard his door unlock and open, and then he was gone. With the taste of him still on my lips, I sat back down and jacked my cock, sticky with pre-cum, to a shatteringly hot climax. I shot all over the wall, the memory of my lover's dick unloading in me pushing my load through my balls at a record pace. Exhausted now, I sat back down and cleaned up, using the paper towels thoughtfully provided by the bookstore. After a few moments, I pulled myself together and left the bookstore, knowing I would be back. I spent many hours there with a hard cock in my mouth, and loved every minute of it! If you're in, or traveling though, the west central Texas area, and would like to experience this for yourself, I'd be happy to show you my skills. You'll enjoy it, satisfaction guaranteed!