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Gay Stories
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Gay Male / 68
Two Gay Men Meet In Unusual Circumstances And Cannot Get Along
I came across this site sometime ago, and return every now and then. I've posted a couple of true events that happened when I was young. One was with a teacher while I was still a school boy, and another a casual encounter with a Frenchman in Algiers. I look back on both of those encounters as part of my formative years.
The Pandemic caught me in Viet Nam. I have a business there, an investment and a manager that runs it. The whole cycle of separation and closing down was tough on everyone. As the investor the financial burden fell solely on me. I lost a lot of money, what to most people would be their life's savings. To me a real dent for a man my age. How do you go about recovering that loss, and build back afterwards? I abandoned Viet Nam, although I love the country, and moved back home to Virginia where I grew up.
Although people were beginning to go out, it was still a very difficult situation, and the politics didn't help. I don't have a family, children, but I have very definite ideals about freedom to speak and to act. Because of my personal character I did a lot better overseas, the man with money can pretty much name his ticket and carry it out. Now I was constrained and getting angry over it. I needed something to break the cycle of being alone, feeling out of place.
That's how it was when I met this man. My neighbor in our small town. He is the President of our Village Association, a semi political function. He is what some would call a false intellectual. Full of ideas, but none of them are coordinated with fact or truth. A blow hard. He preached what he himself didn't live. I felt a compulsion to shut him up. It became personal, and one day after a lengthy argument I reached up and grabbed his face and kissed him square on the lips. My intent quite frankly was to shut him up, scare him. But a kiss is not just a kiss. Not since I was in Viet Nam had I kissed a man. It awakened the tiger in me.
You would think a man like that would resist. But he didn't. He didn't resist. He let the kiss go on. I asked him to come to my place to settle the argument once and for all. I sucked his cock for him. He responded getting hard as a rock. A few minutes later we were on my bed, his cock in my hand, kissing him, wanting him to kiss back. It took a while, probably not that long, for him to start to respond. We pushed our clothes off and became lovers. The feelings that came back to me was that time I first had sex with my teacher when I was a school boy. The way he behaved, the top in him was out, the bottom in me was in. We only ended after he had satisfied himself with me, And I lay there satisfied in return.
Our politics are a huge divide. He has become much more vocal about things that he does not understand. I defend our side, although to be truthful I am fiscally very conservative, but socially liberal. The only solution is out and out war, which he always wants to win. Pressing me down as he does, the teen boy in me comes out, and he satisfies himself one more time with me. If everything was as it should be we would never even talk. But it's not. He shows up uninvited, unannounced. And once that first kiss happens, he has won half the battle, and I'm back to sucking his cock.
The Pandemic caught me in Viet Nam. I have a business there, an investment and a manager that runs it. The whole cycle of separation and closing down was tough on everyone. As the investor the financial burden fell solely on me. I lost a lot of money, what to most people would be their life's savings. To me a real dent for a man my age. How do you go about recovering that loss, and build back afterwards? I abandoned Viet Nam, although I love the country, and moved back home to Virginia where I grew up.
Although people were beginning to go out, it was still a very difficult situation, and the politics didn't help. I don't have a family, children, but I have very definite ideals about freedom to speak and to act. Because of my personal character I did a lot better overseas, the man with money can pretty much name his ticket and carry it out. Now I was constrained and getting angry over it. I needed something to break the cycle of being alone, feeling out of place.
That's how it was when I met this man. My neighbor in our small town. He is the President of our Village Association, a semi political function. He is what some would call a false intellectual. Full of ideas, but none of them are coordinated with fact or truth. A blow hard. He preached what he himself didn't live. I felt a compulsion to shut him up. It became personal, and one day after a lengthy argument I reached up and grabbed his face and kissed him square on the lips. My intent quite frankly was to shut him up, scare him. But a kiss is not just a kiss. Not since I was in Viet Nam had I kissed a man. It awakened the tiger in me.
You would think a man like that would resist. But he didn't. He didn't resist. He let the kiss go on. I asked him to come to my place to settle the argument once and for all. I sucked his cock for him. He responded getting hard as a rock. A few minutes later we were on my bed, his cock in my hand, kissing him, wanting him to kiss back. It took a while, probably not that long, for him to start to respond. We pushed our clothes off and became lovers. The feelings that came back to me was that time I first had sex with my teacher when I was a school boy. The way he behaved, the top in him was out, the bottom in me was in. We only ended after he had satisfied himself with me, And I lay there satisfied in return.
Our politics are a huge divide. He has become much more vocal about things that he does not understand. I defend our side, although to be truthful I am fiscally very conservative, but socially liberal. The only solution is out and out war, which he always wants to win. Pressing me down as he does, the teen boy in me comes out, and he satisfies himself one more time with me. If everything was as it should be we would never even talk. But it's not. He shows up uninvited, unannounced. And once that first kiss happens, he has won half the battle, and I'm back to sucking his cock.
