Who Would Have Thunk It?

It was at a bar. I was just divorced and was walking around with a real bad case of feeling sorry for myself. Broke and lonely. The bartender was my only company. Across from me, around the other side of the bar from where I was sitting was a man, also alone, with a drink in his hand. That's where I made my mistake, I got up and went over and asked him if I could sit beside him. We got into a conversation, he was habitual bachelor, never married. We talked baseball and football and politics. We had another round and then another and we became barfly friends that evening.

I ended up at his apartment, sucking on his dick. That's right, sucking on his dick. The minute I grabbed his hard dick I wanted to suck him. He held my head by the hair and shoved his dick in my mouth and started to cum. I gagged his dick was in my throat. When he withdrew, I had a mouth full of cum and managed to not throw up. I wanted more dick.

I got the full treatment, rolled around on a bed, dick in my face, dick up my butt crack. I got my dick sucked a bit, and I got my dick squeezed like a rotten tomato, it hurt but it felt good. I came, in oops squirts. By the time he got around to fucking me, he had kissed me on the mouth and I had kissed back. I wanted to get fucked, I presented myself to him. He stuck his finger in my ass with some slick stuff and fucked me. Yeah, I liked it. The whole thing, I liked it. He was up to it and came again, this time in my ass.

I went home the next day, a changed man. I've been with him several times now, he holds me back, goes slow on me. By the time he fucks me I'm past wanting it, I have to have it. If he kisses me, straight on, grabs my dick or something like it, that feels strange. I like it, I do like it, it's just that is like doing it in daylight. Just kissing like that. But I do like it. I suppose that if he didn't kiss me I wouldn't like that.

I don't want to put it this way, but I feel like a woman. I'm just guessing, my wife told me never to guess like that because I could never understand a woman. Maybe not, but when I'm with him, and I want to please him. I want him to want me. To have sex with me, by that I mean have anal sex with me. It's not over until he has sex with me.