At the age of twenty five, I attended a school reunion. My then fiancee didn't attend because of a massive argument we'd had, so I decided I'd stay over at a nearby hotel. During the evening a guy I'd not seen since school showed up, a guy who when in school was a bit of a geek, but nevertheless had in school had told me in no uncertain terms, he'd love to fuck my tight little asshole. Back then I told him where to go.
Saying hello to Steve wasn't that hard, not looking at him anyway. He'd not only gotten a lot more muscular, he'd also become a very handsome, I suppose attractive young man. Tall, athletic with a muscled physique, and also he had a certain air of confidence about him.
Lots of the women who were there tried to flirt with him, but Steve just kept on talking to me. We chatted about school, what we'd done since, and then he asked me if I'd ever had sex with a guy. Back in school I'd told him to fuck off, at the reunion I found myself saying no, but I'd always been curious.
Fifteen minutes later he was following me into my hotel room and we'd already kissed in the elevator on the way up. It had been a tongue twisting passionate kiss, one you know is going to lead to sex. And sex is precisely what we had. I sucked his huge cock hard and had him tongue out my asshole. Then wearing a condom, he got what he'd long since wanted to do. I took my first cock up my ass and didn't Steve fuck me. It wasn't pleasant at all at first, but I'd gone that far and wanted him to at least cum up my ass.
Then as his cock continued to plow my ass, it gave way, it relaxed and so did I. From being a sexual passenger, I became a very inclussive sexual partner and couldn't get enough of his cock deep inside my ass. As my ass relaxed and began to back onto his cock, Steve said "I knew you'd be a great fuck". A few miutes later he busted his nut up my ass, and then he watched me toss my cock off as he lay relaxing on the bed. with my cum spraying all over his chest.
That night Steve fucked me twice more and each time I got more and more into the sex. And each time he came hard deep inside me filling the condom. I awoke the next morning to have him feed me his cock. Before I left to go home I sucked off my old school student and swallowed his cum.
Six weeks later I broke off my engagement, and went to live in another city, not meeting up with Steve again for some time.
On our thirtieth years, we had another school reunion. Steve was already there when I got there. And we didn't waste anytime with the reunion. Booking into the same hotel as five years previous, we had such an amazing time sexually. We kissed, tongue, sucked and fucked one another pretty much the whole night. He'd gotten hold of some Viagra on the off chance I might turn up, and it was that plus our extreme passion for each others bodies that had us fucking all night.
The difference last year, as it was a year ago this week, was I wasn't engaged to be married, I am married. It had been a whirlwind relationship with my wife, and we'd gotten married in the four months Steve was away. Once he returned though, we carried on where we'd left off. Meeting two to three times a week at motels, outdoors and in his apartment for no holds barred gay sex.
And that is the case today. I love my wife, I truly do. Yet I just cannot live now without having Steve fuck me at least two times a week. I still fuck my wife almost nightly, but on those occasions Steve and I meet, he takes complete control, and I let him fuck me anyway he wants.