I'm Both, I Do Have Sex With My Wife, But I Prefer To Fuck With A Guy

Seems like yesterday, but it was a long time ago. I was between freshman and sophomore years and I worked the night shift at a motel. Front desk and I had some bookkeeping duties, like room count but nothing special. Manuel was a man in his thirties, so older than me, and he worked maintenance and odd jobs or whatever was needed. He usually worked days, but part of his pay is that he had a room there, one of the ones in the back which looked onto the parking lot. Manuel liked me.

I say that because when it was all quiet and dark he came up the front desk to keep me company. It was lonely there at night I liked Manuel coming by. We talked about this and that, college and growing up, and he asked me one day what was better. Kissing a girl or kissing a guy. Well I said kissing a girl. He asked if I had ever kissed a girl and I had to admit that I had not. So how did I know then? The questioning was designed to get me to admit that I had not experience and was just saying things. Manuel came around behind the front desk and grabbed me by the crotch.

Do you even have a dick there? I don't feel anything. With that he reached for my belt and after undoing it and the button on my pants and zipper down he dug out my dick. I was paralyzed, up against the counter, and he played with my dick and moved into kiss me. In a second he was kissing me, and had my dick in his hand and my pants were around my ankles. I confess, because it's true, I liked him kissing me. When he held my now hard dick and bent down and sucked on it hard, I felt I had to pee.

Out there in the wee early morning ours he kissed me and had me kiss him back, and he took his dick out of his pants and I held his dick and I kissed and sucked his dick. I held onto the counter, he got behind me and as I remember his dick went inside. I don't remember any pain, I only remember how hot it felt and how I had open my legs and stand on my toes, with my pants around my ankles and Manuel fucked me slowly at first then fast then leaned hard against me until he pulled his dick out. Then he kissed me. He kissed me to let me know I was his.

Like I said, Manuel had a room in the back of the motel and after I got off work I went there and he was waiting for me in his white briefs, his dick showing, he had been lubing his dick up. He helped me out of my shirt and I took off my pants and we lay down on his bed and he ran his hands all over me, and then grabbed my dick to start kissing me. His dick was hard, knocking up against my leg and he slowly turned me onto my back, and with my legs open and he got on top, leaned down to kiss me and his dick went back inside. I could see my dick flopping around on my stomach as he fucked me and I wanted him to fuck me hard. He did, he knew all about fucking and he fucked me hard until he came again and pulled out.

Not much more to say other than during that summer break I got fucked a lot by Manuel, and I sucked his cock. Manuel wasn't circumcized and one of the things I did was pull his foreskin off his dick head before sucking him. I went to him, plain and simple. I went to his room to get fucked. Since I was getting home around nine I told my mother I was going to breakfast at the International House of Pancakes next door.