Bi-Sexual Male / 41
An Awakening Of Forbidden Interest
I was in a hotel in Europe, a small hotel with about fifteen rooms, and from my room I could look through the window to the small garden below and across to the window in another room. At night I noticed that the light was on across the garden, and the curtains were open. Two men were in the room and they were kissing. I watched from my room, and the kissing became more intense and one man began to give the other man oral sex. They took their clothes off and kissed standing together naked before they got on the bed. What I couldn't see directly, was reflected in the mirror. I watched as the two men had sex. When I stood up from being on my knees at my window, I had a great big wet spot and a soft noodle.
That night was the beginning of a search for a man to get together with. It was in New York during budget meetings that I met a man in the lobby. We talked for a while and he was in town on business. He mentioned he was going to dinner and asked if I wanted to tag along, and we walked to a steak house. We didn't have reservations and we got a seat in the back of the restaurant in a small booth.
It was there that things happened. He touched my hand and I didn't move my hand out from under his. He talked about his business and I listened. He was a confirmed bachelor, fifty three and liked art. We talked about art and he told me that some of his art was erotic. He showed me some pictures, the erotic the art was all male nudes and some of the art was outright erotic. He asked if I minded and I said no.
I went with him to his room and after kissing we took our clothes off and on the bed things got heavy. He gave me oral, and presented himself to me. I gave him oral, and we ended up in an embrace and he showed me what an experienced man does with a novice.
After I returned home and the grind of the office I received a large envelope. It it was a pencil sketch in a folder. A sketch of his erect penis, drawn by a friend of his. The one that produces erotic gay art. And I have an original.
That night was the beginning of a search for a man to get together with. It was in New York during budget meetings that I met a man in the lobby. We talked for a while and he was in town on business. He mentioned he was going to dinner and asked if I wanted to tag along, and we walked to a steak house. We didn't have reservations and we got a seat in the back of the restaurant in a small booth.
It was there that things happened. He touched my hand and I didn't move my hand out from under his. He talked about his business and I listened. He was a confirmed bachelor, fifty three and liked art. We talked about art and he told me that some of his art was erotic. He showed me some pictures, the erotic the art was all male nudes and some of the art was outright erotic. He asked if I minded and I said no.
I went with him to his room and after kissing we took our clothes off and on the bed things got heavy. He gave me oral, and presented himself to me. I gave him oral, and we ended up in an embrace and he showed me what an experienced man does with a novice.
After I returned home and the grind of the office I received a large envelope. It it was a pencil sketch in a folder. A sketch of his erect penis, drawn by a friend of his. The one that produces erotic gay art. And I have an original.
