Bi-Sexual Male / 49
Between semesters I took this summer job working for a magazine sales company. We are talking early seventies. We went to a different city from ours, in my case I went to Dallas. We were put up in these cheap motels, two to a room. In my case the guy that was put with me was very religious, he read the bible every night. But he was gay and got in my bed and grabbed me with his hand and held me down and fucked me. He wasn't a big guy but he was very strong. I certainly had never been fucked, or had my dick grabbed or sucked. And I never thought I would grab a dick and suck it. But that is what we did. He would read the bible and I had to stay really quiet, I couldn't even turn on the TV. While he fucked me I had to tell him how much I liked it and for him not to stop. It was the biggest not lie I told. I liked it a lot.
When I got back to college the following semester I stayed normal. I met a girl in my senior year, she was studying library science and we ended up getting married, having kids, moving four times and retiring here in Santa Fe. We are pretty well off, we were lucky in life and don't have much to complain about.
I wanted to learn something new and being in New Mexico I decided to take up outdoor activities. I signed up at this outfit which trained retirees in outdoor skills, camping, hiking, fishing in the streams, off road with our SUVs. The class was well attended and on our first camping trip I was paired up with a man from Ohio who had spent his life in sales. He talked too much, but we got along fine and we shared a tent.
It was quiet, there isn't any noise out there at night, I was laying on my air mattress six inches from him and he whispered if I was awake and we spoke in whispers. After a while I asked him what he was doing, I could feel his mattress move beside mine. He laughed quietly and said there was nothing better than jacking off when he was away from home. And laying there naked in the tent he just felt like jacking off. He unzipped the sleeping bag and tosses his sleeping bag off and he was naked with his dick in his hand and he was stroking. It was dark, but not that dark that I couldn't see his dick. Instinctively without any comment I pushed my sleeping bag off and I got on his dick and started to suck him and stroke him until I managed to get him to unload.
I said sorry, bad habit, but he said do it again any time I felt like it. We were going to be tentmates so we might as well get along. Back in Santa Fe I met up with him and we rented a cheap room at the Super 8 and we both got naked and I came prepared and he fucked me, first on all fours, but then I turned over and we fucked facing each other. All those feelings of my summer job in college came back in wave after wave.
Our wives get along, enough that we do things together. We have been on an Alaska cruise together, but they are happy that we found the great outdoors. We don't always camp, or sleep in a tent, we go to the Super 8 and I relive my days of that summer in college. I told him about the bible thumping guy and we laugh. He got started in the Coast Guard with a Machinist Mate or something like that. He was the object of the Machinist Mate's affection until he started to look at the other sailors licking his chopes for the ones he wanted to fuck. He has been active all his life which is fine with me.
When I got back to college the following semester I stayed normal. I met a girl in my senior year, she was studying library science and we ended up getting married, having kids, moving four times and retiring here in Santa Fe. We are pretty well off, we were lucky in life and don't have much to complain about.
I wanted to learn something new and being in New Mexico I decided to take up outdoor activities. I signed up at this outfit which trained retirees in outdoor skills, camping, hiking, fishing in the streams, off road with our SUVs. The class was well attended and on our first camping trip I was paired up with a man from Ohio who had spent his life in sales. He talked too much, but we got along fine and we shared a tent.
It was quiet, there isn't any noise out there at night, I was laying on my air mattress six inches from him and he whispered if I was awake and we spoke in whispers. After a while I asked him what he was doing, I could feel his mattress move beside mine. He laughed quietly and said there was nothing better than jacking off when he was away from home. And laying there naked in the tent he just felt like jacking off. He unzipped the sleeping bag and tosses his sleeping bag off and he was naked with his dick in his hand and he was stroking. It was dark, but not that dark that I couldn't see his dick. Instinctively without any comment I pushed my sleeping bag off and I got on his dick and started to suck him and stroke him until I managed to get him to unload.
I said sorry, bad habit, but he said do it again any time I felt like it. We were going to be tentmates so we might as well get along. Back in Santa Fe I met up with him and we rented a cheap room at the Super 8 and we both got naked and I came prepared and he fucked me, first on all fours, but then I turned over and we fucked facing each other. All those feelings of my summer job in college came back in wave after wave.
Our wives get along, enough that we do things together. We have been on an Alaska cruise together, but they are happy that we found the great outdoors. We don't always camp, or sleep in a tent, we go to the Super 8 and I relive my days of that summer in college. I told him about the bible thumping guy and we laugh. He got started in the Coast Guard with a Machinist Mate or something like that. He was the object of the Machinist Mate's affection until he started to look at the other sailors licking his chopes for the ones he wanted to fuck. He has been active all his life which is fine with me.
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