4 comments/ 31508 views/ 5 favorites Then Ch. 01 By: ssvt1138 I have held a secret for the past twenty or so years that no one that knows me would ever suspect. The reason I am writing them now is because I am having these urges again. You see back then I experimented in gay sex and now I am working hard to get my body back in shape to possibly do it again. Even though it was over twenty years ago, I can remember it like yesterday. I was just out of School and working as an entry level draftsman at a small company in Dayton, Ohio. The shop was union, and the shop restroom always seemed to have at least a couple of porn magazines in it. I was glad to see the reading material myself. Mostly Playboys or Penthouses, occasionally there would be something like a Hustler or Club or something along that line. Then one Tuesday there was a swinger magazine, Ohio Swingers, in there. I was immediately drawn to it. Here I was, at 20 years of age, looking over ad after ad of women who had placed ads looking to "meet for fun and more." At the time, I wasn't dating regularly, still nursing a broken heart. I wasn't a virgin, but I didn't have a whole lot of experience either. I always seemed to have problems closing the deal. This magazine seemed to be a way to end that. So I took it home to see how to answer a couple of the ads. In my bedroom, at the time I still lived with my parents, I looked the ads over and over. Masturbating regularly for the rest of the week. Then over the weekend, I decided to answer two ads, one from a 40 year old divorced woman and a 24 year old black woman. I decided that the older woman could give me the experience I was seeking and I choose the other simply because I thought it sounded erotic to me. So I sent replies as instructed and waited. Two weeks later and many jack off sessions later, I was now looking over the latest version I had bought. I saw the same two ads I had responded to, feeling bad about not hearing anything. Then as I was looking through it again, I happened to look in the men seeking men section. Now I didn't really consider myself bi at that time, even though I had twice sixtynined with a buddy, always very drunk. Still my horniness was getting the better of me. Then I saw the ad. It was the typical black and white picture with a description of what this guy was looking for. The picture, taken in a mirror, showed a naked man holding a ping pong paddle. Even in the picture you could see that he was well endowed. The ad read as following. "Well hung (10") man seeking men (preferred) or women to spank until your ass is red then fuck in the ass. Serious replies only, if you don't like it rough this is not for you." Try as I might, I couldn't shake that ad. I kept looking at the picture, seeing the paddle and the semi erect penis in it. Never had I seen such a large one outside of a porno. I had never even considered anal sex before, not even me screwing someone else in the ass. Still here I was masturbating daily thinking about it. Finally, my curiosity got the better of me, and I answered it along with one to another woman. Five days later, I got a phone call. He introduced himself a Jim and that I had replied to an ad he had placed. Nervous, I said yeah that was me and we made plans to meet half way between us, at a mall, that weekend. We met near the food court, I asked him if he wanted anything, his reply stunned me. "My ad told you what I want." My cock was immediately hard. Then he asked me about my experience, how many men had I been with. When I told him he only smiled. "Oh this is going to be good. You sure you want to go through with this? Because I will drive us to my house and once there, your ass is mine, got it." His forcefulness was really turning me on. I told him I wanted to. "Tell me want you want." Looking around, seeing a lot of people around I hesitated. He leaned back in his chair. "Either tell me want you want, or I walk." Embarrassed, I spoke softly, my voice cracking, "I want to be spanked and to have sex with you." "Louder!", he insisted. So I said it again, twice, and he smiled. The he got up and nodded to me come along. When we were in his car he drove towards the exit of the parking lot, then when we were away to most of the cars he stopped and looked around. "Okay it's a ten minute drive. Here is your last chance to back out." With that he slipped his shorts off. "Other wise I expect to you to get me hard by the time I pull in my garage." I could only stare at his manhood. Not even erect and it was bigger than mine. I remember licking my lips and reaching over to touch it. As I began to feel him up, he drove on. "Your mouth will work much better." And he reached over to pull my head down. Submissively I allowed him to do it, feeling completely horny. I opened my mouth to take him in. His head was massive and barely fit in. "So I take it your friend wasn't this big." I raised slightly to say no, then I went back to work on him. Then he placed his hand on the back of my head, with his cock head just behind my teeth. He pushed my head down on his manhood, trapping me with the steering wheel. Suddenly it moved, sliding deeper into my mouth. I tried to raise up feeling a sort of panic as he continued to swell in my mouth stretching it. Soon his head was in the back of my throat, and I still didn't have it all in. The he relaxed his grip and I was able moved up, then he pushed me back down. This went on for what seemed like forever, my eyes teared as he continued to gag me with his manhood, and my head banging the steering wheel. "Good job, kid, were here." I looked up to see his garage door rising. Taking a quick look around I saw that he live well out in the country. "Okay, take everything off, except maybe your shoes and leave them in here.", he said as he got out of the car. Quickly I stripped my shirt and jeans and we entered his house. Once inside he gave me a once over. Touching my cock he added, "Not bad, what about 7 inches?" Nodded yes. "Okay then, lets get to work" He led me into an extra bedroom with no furniture, just some boxes stacked along one wall. I remember the curtains being open and asking if we should close them, only to be asked why. Then I was instructed to bend over and grab my ankles. When I did he began to spank my right cheek with his hand, then he would rub it. This went on several minutes, then he switched sides. My cheeks were already warm and he told me they were getting nice and red. Then he had me move over to a wall and place my hands on it. With that he kicked my legs back and spread them out. I thought this is it, I'm about to get fucked. But no, Jim grabbed that paddle from the ad and began to work my ass over. He was an expert, he would paddle me, then console me. All the while telling how he was going to fuck me like a little bitch. Unbelievably I was getting more and more turned on. Soon my checks were on fire and tears ran down my face. Then he began to finger my ass and paddle me. Later I realized he was lubing me up. As he fingers felt cool and after he first worked on in, soon he was sliding three in. Then he stopped fingering me and began to paddle me hard, asking me to beg for it. My cock was still hard, my face wet with tears, and my ass felt like it was literally on fire. "Please, stop, please." Whack "thats not what I want to hear" Whack, Whack, Whack. "Please" Whack, Whack. "Please, fuck me." Whack. "Thats better", Whack, Whack. Soon I was screaming it, "Fuck me, Fuck me." Then He split my reddened ass as I stood there. Grabbing my left hip, he slid his head into my anus, causing new pain. "Your choice, this", as he slid it slightly in further, "or more spanking" Then he slid a little farther in. I screamed. Then he smacked my ass. "Which is it?" as he continued to smack my ass and slid in deeper. "Please, fuck me." I felt tremendous pain as he entered me. Soon the horrible pain eased as he stopped spanking me and had most of his penis in my ass. He held in there for a minute. Then he withdrew almost completely, before driving completely into me. Soon pain turned to pleasure as he stroked in and out of me. With each long stroke, my hurting cheeks smacked his hips and I could feel his balls slapping mine. Like everything else about him, him fucked me forcefully. Each time the was a loud smack as he bottomed out. Then he reached around to stroke me. I came almost immediately, shooting my load on the wall, as he continued to drive into me. Then with a loud grunt, He exploded inside my ass. He still gave my asshole a few more strokes before withdrawing. When he did, I fell to my knees, my face against my load on the wall completely spent. My legs felt like rubber and I noticed the wall was stained with the cum of others. Afterwards, we showered. In the bath room I looked at my ass, it was cherry red and I had to walk like I had been horse back riding. Which, in a way I guess I was. He took me again in the shower, then he blew me. I can still remember how great that felt.Then he drove me back to the mall and we said our goodbyes. As I was about to leave, I ran into a woman I had dated previously. We decided to go out the next night, and I ended my drought with women that night. Still, I kept thinking about Jim. I ended up seeing him and Michelle, the woman, regularly over the summer. Each time with Jim was similar to the first. Over the summer we met about 5 or 6 times, roughly every two weeks. By the end he taught me how the deep throat him and swallow his load before our usual session. But by the end of the summer, it ended as Michelle and I became more serious. However I never stopped thinking about what I called my other side. Then Ch. 02 Since I have already began to tell about my past, I guess I should continue to tell the story. Especially since I have now set out to relieve some of these experiences. Thinking back, I now realize that the early eighties were a bit like the old wild west: No rules. I did these things just before anyone had heard of AIDS, so today I would never dream of unprotected sex. Then it was a different story. The following spring/summer, from my first experience, found me living on my own the small town I grew up in. I was still working in Dayton and my commute took me through downtown Dayton. One day on my drive I made a mental note of a couple of Adult book stores. Once again I was alone, as Michelle and I had broken up shortly after I got my apartment. Since I lived in a small town, the only choice for adult mags was the local drive thru. So when I saw the bookstores I thought I had found a haven. Finally, I got the nerve to go in one at lunch. Stepping in, I didn't know what to expect or what I was expecting. It was smaller than I thought. Right inside the door was the cash register with a nondescript older man behind the counter. The two of the walls were covered with all sorts of sex toys, the other held magazines. There were some shelves that held video tapes, vhs and Beta. They seemed pricey, so I looked at the magazines, keeping from making eye contact with the two others in the store. Then one of them went the the register and got five dollars in quarters. I thought that was strange, but then he walked to the back of the store and went through the curtain. Now I was so naive about the stores, I really had no idea about the video booths. But as he went through I noticed the sign that read twenty-five cent movies through the curtain. That made me curious, and I made a mental note to go back next time as my lunch hour was just about over. I decided to pick up some magazine featuring lesbians and left. Midway through the next week I went back determined to check out the video booths. I waited until after work and went to the same store. I got my quarters and headed back. As you stepped in the was a row of four booths that ran straight along the left side wall. To the right there was two rows of 4 across from each other. Later I found the was another set of four on the other side of the one away from the wall. I choose a booth at random and went through the door. I locked it behind me and put a few quarters in. The channel was on a gay movie. The volume was so loud, I immediately changed channels. I think there were five or six. One had a woman getting it from two guys. Another had a guy with two women. One featured two lesbians and the others had gay sex. I was so self conscious that I made sure I stayed away from the gay channels, even though my curiosity was peaked. I thought about the previous summer and my experiences with Jim. Soon I had myself so worked up I decided to leave, but not before I picked up a couple of magazines. Once home, I quickly stripped and thumbed the magazines. I think one was either Chic or Club and the other was one of those that features letters written by the readers. Basically the early version of Literotica. Anyways I found myself lost in the stories. Naturally, for me at least at the time, I went straight into the lesbian stories but soon I was reading the gay stories. The problem was same as before, I wasn't gay but I couldn't stop reading about guys sucking each other and having hot sex sessions. I found myself after a few days wanting to do those things myself. Not knowing what to do or how to approach a guy I decided to pick up a swinger magazine. Then I decided to go back to the adult bookstore to get it. First I wanted to see the movies again. This time, I had change and went straight into the back. Once again I picked a booth at random. Soon I was watching two guys feeding their huge cocks to another guy. My own cock was so incredibly hard, but I didn't dare pull it out to jack off. What if I got caught? Then I heard a voice. Puzzled I looked around then I saw it. A hole in the side of the booth. I was in the end booth, so there was only one glory hole. Of course at that time I had no idea of what it was. "What?" "You want a blowjob" came a masculine voice. Scared I immediately left the booth and store. Then when I got home I was kicking myself. What was I after? Sex, and since I was striking out with the ladies, who was left. I mean here I was reading the stories over and over about men being with men, remembering my own past. Still, I just couldn't make myself go back. Finally I did go back, this time to the same booth as before. I was wearing shorts and a t-shirt, as I figured if I was asked again, I could get them down and up quickly. But this time there was no one asking me. The next day at work I took my shorts with me and changed after work determined to go back. This time jackpot. "Wanna a blow job?" "Sure" and my shorts were down. He instructed me to put in a few quarters, so the movie didn't stop and put my cock through the hole. Here I was in some dark booth in downtown Dayton and some guy I didn't know was giving me a great blow job. He obviously did it a lot as his tongue and mouth did a number on me. The movie I was playing was one showing some guy blowing a guy and really getting into it. The combination of this strangers skills and the movie soon had me blowing my load in his mouth. Quickly I withdrew and pulled my shorts up. "Payback?" he said as he pushed his cock through. Like a deer caught in the headlights I just stared at it. He was probably the same size as me, 7", but I couldn't do it. "Sorry", I said and I left. I felt bad about not returning the favor and all night wondered about what it would be like. The next day at lunch I decided to go back to get that swingers magazine, soon I found myself another booth getting blown by another man. This guy wasn't as skilled as the first, but man it was nice. Two blow jobs in a week wasn't something I was used to. Once I climaxed I again dressed and once again a cock came through the hole. This one was slightly smaller than mine and the head had precum all over it. He began to withdraw just as I talked myself into sucking it. "Shoot yourself" he said. "Wait." then he pushed it back into the hole. I touched his manhood, only the third cock besides my own, and began to pump him lightly. Then I put my mouth over his head and sucked lightly, before taking more of him in. Soon I was sucking him like Jim had taught me too, taking him in as far as I could in the booth. It was long before he shot his load in my mouth, a first for me. I remember not really caring for the taste, but I did swallow it. Then I left to go back to work. Completely forgetting the magazine I went there for. Once in my car I saw in my rear view mirror that some of the guys load was on my chin, embarrassed I wiped it off on the way back. I rest of that day was a haze. I didn't go back the bookstore until that weekend, but it was pretty busy so I didn't go into the booths. I just picked up another couple of magazines. One was that swingers magazine another was one for bi-sexuals. The cover showed two women kissing and it promised all kinds of bisexual stories. It didn't disappoint. The next week, I went to the store again, twice, and again I got my cock sucked and I sucked them off. I was getting hooked. Finally I decided to look through swinger magazine to find either a woman or a man. Most of the women ads wanted couples or another female. Still I found a couple to answer. I also decided to double my chances and answer two ads from men. Once again, I only heard from one individual, a man living in the town next to mine. We met for dinner where he informed me that twice before he had tried to be with another man but had backed out at the last minute. We seemed to hit it off and went to get some beer before heading to his place. Once there we made small talk and I could tell he was going to back out. "Do you have any porn?" "Sure, I got a couple of tapes, why?" "Put your favorite one on, I want to see it." I got us each another beer while he got the tape. It was the standard porn tape with guys that had horse sized cocks and the women had huge breasts. I waited until about half way through it then made my move. I got on my knees in front of where he was sitting and told him to relax. Then I undid his jeans and slid them off, revealing his hard manhood. He started to protest. "Relax, just enjoy it." The I proceeded to give him the best blow job I could. I could tell he was really enjoying my efforts.When I finished him I stood and undid my jeans, but he backed out and asked me to leave. So I went into Dayton, back to the bookstore. It was a Friday and it didn't take long to get blown and soon I was sucking another cock. Feeling horny, I stayed in the booth. I was rewarded with my first black cock. Somehow sucking his black cock made me hornier than hell. It wasn't that he was so big, he wasn't much bigger than me. I guess it was just the interracial thing. I ended up sucking another one after him before leaving for home. As I left the booth my last guy stepped out of his too. He told me I should go to Triangle park around ten the next night that there was going to be a lot of fun there. Ill tell you about that next time. Then Ch. 03 Thank you to those who have enjoyed reading my first two entries about my distant past. I have found that I have not lost my lust for the good times I had then. I recently made contact with someone from my past and am now really considering relieving the fun I had with him (if I do I will chronicle it here, if there is any interest. Of course, I will call it Now). Now let me continue where I left off last time. As it was the last event I had before first meeting him or my first wife. Some of this is hazy, but this is how I remember it. All day Saturday I thought about what my anonymous friend had said about a party at triangle park. Now I knew from the radio that there was a big police and sheriff softball tournament that weekend in Dayton at triangle park. Still I was intrigued and horny as ever. So far this summer I had only had oral sex, I really wanted to get laid. I broke the plans I had made with a couple of buddies to hit the bars that night and went to the park. I got there about a half hour early. The area around the ball diamonds was packed, especially with cops. I began to think I had made a mistake in coming. I spent the better part of an hour wondering around the diamonds looking for someone I couldn't be sure I would recognize. Still the games were good, so that was a plus. As one ended I decided it was my cue to leave. Just as I got to my car, someone approached me. "So you came to da party." "Oh ...... Yeah, I guess. But with all these cops around, I don't know." "The party ain't down here, fool. You're at the wrong end of the park, white bread. We have about a dozen fellas up there. Gimme a ride to show ya." I found out my new friend went by the name of Caprice. We drove to the north end of the park. Near ridge road, if I remember correctly, and parked near the large restrooms. Near them were a couple of picnic tables that held a small group of men, white and black. This area was well away from the ball games, though you could hear them going on. Except for this group, this area of the park was empty. Caprice explained that we were all look outs for the fun going on in the restroom. He explained we would give a signal when someone outside the group, namely the cops, approached the restroom to give those inside time to hopefully not get busted. The thought of getting busted scared me to death but it didn't dampen my horniness. Then we were smoking some really good pot, drinking a little beer and I was feeling buzzed. All this with over 100 police officers only a minute away. I told Caprice I was going to take a leak. Apparently he took that as his lead. Soon I found myself with about eight inches of black cock stuffed in my mouth inside one of the stalls. He kept telling what a good cocksucker I was and how he had told his friends to try me out. I couldn't even really answer him as he was slowly pumping his cock in and out of my mouth. But I will say that at the time it turned me on. Soon I was rewarded with his load in my mouth and on my face. He pulled his wet, shiny manhood from my face and grinning said "Not bad, not bad." Then he stepped back to leave as I began to stand up. But then there was another man there, some white guy. I heard Caprice tell him, "You gotta try this guy." And then I was sucking this guy. He had the manners of a pig. He simply used my mouth to jack off with. Grabbing me by the hair he shoved his penis in and out. He fucked my mouth so hard I thought I was going to be hurt by him. Finally he came and let me go. I never made it out of the stall before my next session. My mouth was sore from the previous guy, so after a few minutes of blowing my third guy I stopped. "What the fuck?" "Sorry I can't" "Can't my ass, you did those guys." "I know, but jaw is sore. You got any lube?" That turned out to be a mistake. I ended up getting fucked for seemly forever. First in the stall with this guy. Afterwards in front of the sink by Caprice. Then I ended up on my hands and knees getting screwed on that nasty floor, along with some other guy, before I managed to get back outside. Outside it was finally dark and I finally managed to get my dick sucked. Off to one side two guys were going at it pretty hard. When the guy doing the fucking finished his partner yelled "Who's next?" I decided it was me. And for the first time I was about to fuck someone in the ass. Of course it was probably better that he had already been fucked, since I was really high and had no idea how to go slow. I just fed him my entire rod. He felt so good to me and moaned as I began. His asshole was surprising tight considering he had just been fucked. I thought maybe I was just bigger that the guy before me or that he was really lubed up. Soon I was really giving him all that I had. Both of us moaning and groaning as we had sex. Just as I came, Caprice was back saying how he wanted some more of that. I told him I was done, but that wasn't what he meant. He took my hand and led me on, naked except for my shoes. He took me behind to the restroom. Already there, two guys were double teaming another guy. Caprice led me along, soon he turned me to him and kissed me. I was shocked, this was something I had never done. Sure I had been fucked by guys, sucked their cocks, but I had never kissed them. And here I was naked out in the open. Soon his tongue dance with mine. The whole time his hands played with my ass as our cocks rubbed against each other. Then he told me he wanted me. He bent me over there right out in the open. Then he proceeded to fuck my ass. He forcefully entered me and was soon was fucking me with wild abandon. Then with a loud moan he shot his load all over my back and ass. Before I could even recover, another guy came over and another cock was in my ass. To this day I have no idea he was, or the next guy. It felt great. I came twice during this gang bang. After the last guy I found myself staggering to the picnic tables, cum running down my legs. I sat opened legged with my back to the table and the parking lot. I was finished or so I thought. Then a big guy with a huge dick came up. He wasn't even hard and it was the biggest cock I've ever seen. I was in a daze at this point. He slapped my face with his big black meat before gagging me with it. After he used my mouth to get hard he had me turn around on the bench. Even after all the fucking I had done, his cock stretched me. I only moaned as this man fucked me like a rag doll. As he fucked me, another guy sat on the top of the table front of me. Without thinking I began to blow him. Dazed, I realized I was in my first threesome and I really wasn't in any condition to enjoy it. He shot his load in my mouth and was replace with another cock, as the pounding continued. I remember hearing cheering from the ball games as it went on. My own cock now only hung limp and spent as my gang bang continued. The night went from fun to the need to end it. Soon. After I finally was able to keep a cock form my mouth I told them I was done. I had to sit for a while to get my legs under me. However a search for my clothes turned up useless. Luckily I had kept my keys and wallet locked in my car. I used my hide a key to unlock my car and retrieved a dirty pair of shorts from the trunk to get me home. They had to be thrown away once I got home and it took me forever to clean the drivers seat. By the time Monday came around, I realized something was really wrong. It turned out that I had a severe dose of the clap. My doctor was very instant that I tell the person I was with to get treatment. I didn't brother to tell him I that I had no idea who gave it to me or just how many had been with me. Then I heard on the radio that there was a big bust at the same park a few day later. Over a dozen men were caught having sex in the park. The same park is regularly busted today. Needless to say that ended my trips to the park and to the glory holes. It didn't curb my enthusiasm for sex however. A few months after this I met my first wife and also a man that turned my life upside down. Then Ch. 04 Now I have reached the point where I stopped giving in to my other side. Why did I stop? Easy, fear of getting aids. But I will admit, I have missed it from time to time. At the time I had gone to the park for what turned into a gang bang I was running around with a small group of friends. We would usually hang out at a local bar having a good time. The group was very informal, consisting of a few guys and gals, alone or with our wives and/or girlfriends/boyfriends. Now, as I have said before, none of my friends or family knows about my other side. During this time I met my future ex wife, Debbie. At the time she was married to Scott, who was not really part of the group and never tried to fit in. Now I can say that I did not date her until she was divorced but man I wanted too. She had a friend named Amy that was seeing a guy named Dan. Now everyone liked Dan and a few times Dan and I hung out. We found some similar interests in fishing and hiking, along with chasing skirts. Dan is slightly taller than me and always seemed to reel in the girls. Once I started seeing Debbie, we would all go out together a lot. We seemed to get along great in those days. But then Amy stopped seeing Dan. Neither talked about it and rarely did you ever see them in the same room. One night Dan and I went drinking. He was completely trashed by the time I decided I should get him home. The drive home proved eventful. Now I didn't drink but maybe three beers, but another buddy had spilled his beer on me. So I was worried when I got caught speeding in a car that wasn't mine. (it was Dans) Seemingly on cue Dan puked as I explain the situation to the cop. Still got a ticket, but no DUI. Once I got Dan back to his place I helped him in. I told him he needed a shower and to go to bed. It was then he asked me to keep a secret. Then he dropped a bombshell. The reason Amy dumped him was she caught him screwing her brother. You could have knocked me over with a feather. Now here I was with someone confessing to me that he was bi, but I couldn't tell him that I was. Then he took off his shirt. I was standing in his living room as he was laughing and trying to get his shoes off. All the while telling me he wanted to show me something. Finally he got them off. I asked if he was good and he replied by dropping his pants. "You tell me, buddy." I can honestly tell you I was enthralled. His penis was ever bit as big as Jim, my first real male lover. Then he laughed again and said I was the one who needed the shower. Then he moved towards me. I played the part of someone who had no interest to the hilt. All the while wanting to swallow his manhood on the spot. I backed up to the door, where he pinned me. "I know you want it. Your just like Kenny. I've been watching you." I denied it, of course and tried to leave. But he pressed on. "Okay tell you what. Show me you cock right now. If it ain't hard, I'll let you go." I couldn't do that of course. My cock was rock hard and I really didn't know what to do. On one hand I wanted it but on the other this was someone who knew all the people I knew. As I worked through it in my mind he backed up. I saw his cock was hard and sticking out. "Show it to me. Then you can have this." I decided to give in, after all he couldn't tell anyone as it would expose him as well. I unzipped my fly to show him my hard on. He only smiled and turned around. "Come on, let's go." I undressed and followed him to his bed. Once there he instructed me to lay down as he did opposite to me. Then we sixty nined, which was so fantastic. So much better than my first time doing it with another guy or some of the girls I had done it with. It didn't take long for us to cum. First I did and I was impressed that he swallowed. Then we moved around on the bed. I didn't mind and I showed him how I could deep throat his manhood. Soon I got my reward as he climaxed deep in my mouth. Afterwards he simply drifted off to sleep and I dressed and left. I avoided him for a while and neither of us spoke about it the next few times we got together. My relationship with Debbie was taking off and that fall we were engaged to get married early that spring. Dan congratulated me and took me out drinking. This time I was the one who got trashed. Once we got back to my place, I invited him in. Once inside I begged him to fuck me like a little bitch. At first he told me to calm down and get some sleep. But I kept at it, telling him to at lest let me suck his cock. Finally he relented and in my apartment's living room he fucked my mouth with his manhood. Gagging me a few times as he stroked in and out. Then he pulled out and blew his wad all over my face. I started to wipe it up, but he told me to stop. "Now I'm going to fuck you like a bitch." And we went to my bed. He had me lay on my back. Then he propped my legs on his shoulders as he light pumped my cock and fingered my ass. Asking me if I had ever been fucked before. I was so drunk that I told him everything. He just kept working. Then looking straight into my eyes he slid his cock straight into my ass. His cum was drying all over my face while he began to fuck me hard. All the while he looked down smiling, while I moaned my approvement. Then he stopped, pulled out and had me get on my hands and knees. Then he began again. I ended up cumming all over my sheets. Dan took his sweet time giving me good screwing. Finally he came in my ass. I don't remember him leaving, but I do remember waking up the next morning naked. My face covered in dry cum and my apartment reeking of sex, while someone was pounding on the door. I put on some shorts. It was Dan. I quickly let him in. I sheepishly asked him what happened the night before. He proceeded to tell me everything, and I mean everything, before he fucked me again. Then he left me alone to ponder the events of the last twenty four hours. That night I went out with Debbie, we had decided to hold off on any more sex until we were married. I felt guilty about cheating, but I never told her. A few weeks later, I sought Dan out. This time we fucked each other. So the pattern was set, once a month he and I would get together for a sex session. I tell you I never tired of it. We had several adventures that ended with us almost getting caught, but somehow we managed to keep it private. The night before my wedding, Dan and I spent my bachelor party with buddies at several strip clubs before going to my place to fuck the night and morning away. I have never had as much sex with one person in a weekend, let alone night like that. I blamed my red eyes on a hang over, but truly I was just worn out. We carried on this affair the entire time I was married to Debbie, without her ever knowing. A few years later as my marriage to Debbie was ending, I decided to end my trips to the other side. I haven't seen Dan like that for almost twenty years. It's been a few years since I last saw him, but recently he called me to see if I wanted to get together. Talk about timing, now hopefully I'm not reading too much between the lines. The end.