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[SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]Monday morning came too soon for my tastes. I had gotten home and, per the agreement with my wife, told her about my evening with Phil and without leaving any detail unspoken. She laid next to me and I could tell she was very turned on by what I was telling her; for a moment, I didn't think I could even get it up after all Phil and I had done but after I started going down on her, my cock "rose from the dead" and we had one of the best nights of sex.

Later, as we lay there basking in the afterglow, my wife said, "If you're gonna come home and fuck me like that, maybe you should sleep with Phil more often!"

When I got to work, I kinda went out of my way to find Phil and, yeah, suggest that we should spend more time sleeping with each other. When I caught up with him, I was almost "heartbroken" when he acted as if we hadn't spent all that time with each other - but I got it - better to put on our professional faces. I suggested we go to lunch together off campus so I could make my proposal to him - and I was happier than I'd been in a while when he not only accepted but was thinking the same thing himself.

He even mentioned that his wife was very interested in meeting me and if I could bring my wife, that would be cool; after a quick call to our respective wives, we made a date to go to Phil's house for dinner and to meet his wife; I didn't have to tell my wife what was gonna happen after dinner - she figured it out faster than I did.

And the four of us had one hell of a good time a couple of days later; I loved watching Phil eating and fucking my wife, loved watching the way she responded to him - and Phil's wife was no slouch when it came to sucking dick and being fucked. We met up a few times afterward and things were, in a word, "perfect..."

Until Phil got transferred to another location. The four of us last got together on a Friday and had spent the whole weekend doing a number on each other. Monday came and I didn't see him - I had too much shit to take care of and I figured I'd run into him the next day... but when I went by his office, it was empty and someone told me he had been transferred and it went into effect on Monday and he was expected to be in his new position today.

I felt... lost but happy for him. We tried to stay in touch but the distance and work load made it hard for us to do. I missed his "perfection" but I knew I'd never forget it.[/FONT][/SIZE]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]It had been a long time since I'd h had so much fun in bed with a guy and it wasn't long before our cocks started to harden again, begging to be sucked; we flipped a coin again because we both felt that a 69 was distracting us too much and this time, I won the toss - I got to suck him off first and, by god, I was going to get him to cum in my mouth and no matter how long it would take.

I lost myself in sucking his "perfect" dick; my whole world consisted of his cock in my mouth and hearing his moans, groans, and curses as he fucked gently into my mouth. I sucked on his balls and even lifted his legs a bit more so I could tongue his hole (tasted like soap) before going back to sucking him. I was so into it that I almost missed feeling his cock swell in my mouth; Phil grabbed the pillow next to his head and covered his face and mouth as he let loose a stream of curses - right along with a stream of cum. I was giddy; I felt drunk as I drank down his cum and felt his dick pumping strongly in my mouth. I wanted him to keep cumming in my mouth; I wanted him to stay hard so I could keep sucking on his "perfect" cock... but I knew that wasn't gonna happen and as I let his very limp cock slip from my lips, I was very happy - and very unhappy all at the same time.

It had also been a long time since I last felt that way after sucking a guy's dick.

Phil wasn't to be outdone; I flipped over in place onto my back and watched this "perfect" guy make my dick disappear into his mouth; I sighed and closed my eyes as he went to work on me; when I felt him lifting my legs up, I didn't give a fuck about my hips protesting as he ate my ass for quite some time before going back to suck me and the way he was going at it, he was determined to finish me.

And finish me he did; I went from being lost in all the sensations his mouth and tongue were giving me to having my release hit me out of nowhere and so fast and hard that I wanted to scream - and couldn't. Now my whole world consisted of my dick pumping strongly in his mouth and feeling him swallowing my spunk and his tongue playing lazily along my shaft until we both felt me getting soft.

He let me go... and the look on his face that said that he didn't really want to and, to be honest, I didn't want him to stop. But it was getting late and we both needed to get our shit together and head home and I don't know about him but as I headed for home, I was pissed that I hadn't thought about arranging to spend the night in that room with Phil, not that we would have gotten much sleep.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]"The only thing that went "wrong" was that after twenty minutes of sucking each other, neither of us were close to cumming. He stopped and I stopped as well; we kinda stared at each other for a moment then said, at the same time, "Do you wanna fuck?"

That had us laughing but, yeah, fucking each other just made a lot of sense to me even though neither of us had even mentioned fucking. We actually flipped a coin to see who would get boned first and I lost the toss and, really, I'd never been so happy to lose a coin toss before.

"There's no lube," Phil said.

"No problem - go in the bathroom and get that bar of soap," I said after finding there was no lotion present - back in my youth, if we didn't use spit or Vaseline to grease the way, getting dicks and asses really soapy always worked.

Phil came back with the soap and worked up a good lather on both of us; I laid down on my stomach and lifted my ass in preparation to feeling him go in me. I felt the bed move, felt his body hovering over mine and the next thing I knew, he was lying on top of me; it happened so quickly that I actually reached back to feel where his dick was - and it was in me already!

Perfection - I didn't feel a thing when he plunged into me and I said, "Fuck me, please..."

Even the way he fucked me was perfect; not too slowly or quickly. He wasn't exactly gently but he wasn't trying to pound me through the mattress, either. I was in heaven because he didn't cum quickly... but it didn't take him a god-awful long time doing it and I heard myself moaning to feel his cock pumping inside me.

"Damn... it was like my cock was made to fit in your ass," he said to me after he pulled out. I felt wonderful but I also felt a little unhappy that he was, for the moment, finished fucking me - and I hadn't felt like that in years.

"Yeah, I loved the way you felt inside me," I agreed. "You ready?"

"Hell, yeah," Phil said. I took the soap and went to get it good and wet so I could soap us both up and when I was done, Phil turned over onto his back and opened his legs nice and wide, making me feel a little envious that he could do that... because I never really could. Still, I got into position and we both looked down as I eased my cock into him. I thought, "Wow... his hole feels really good!" and Phil said aloud, "You fit inside me better than anyone!"

I fucked him just like he had fucked me; not to fast or hard but not that slow and gentle; it felt so good being inside him that I had to cum and told him I wasn't going to be able to hold it much longer.

"Just let it go," he said - even the huskiness of his voice was "perfect" to me as I gave in to the feelings and filled his hole with cum as he clung to me.

"That was amazing," he said after I pulled out.

"It was and so are you," I said then did something I rarely did - I leaned over and kissed him. I could taste my cock on his lips and I was sure he could taste his on mine and It had been many a year since I last kissed a guy and liked it as much as I liked kissing Phil.

"We should get cleaned up before we go any further," he said when I broke the kiss - I had been thinking the exact same thing. We stumbled to the bathroom, found another bar of soap and spent some time cleaning each other up before falling back into bed to do some more kissing.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Every so often, I'd run into a guy who I not only immediately liked mere minutes after talking to him, but I'd be more than willing to go to bed with him if he was agreeable.

I met "Phil" at a very boring office party and while I knew he worked with us, the department was big enough that I rarely interacted with him although I'd often see him as h went about his job. However, at the party, we wound up at the bar and talking first about how boring the party was, then talking about other things and I was more than impressed with him and quite comfortable so when he suggested that we ditch the party, I was all for it and hoping he wanted to bail because he wanted to do something other than talk.

On the surface, he was just a fairly average guy but I liked the way his mind work as we left the party and I asked him where he wanted to go.

"Well, I don't live far from here so I thought we could go to my place and, um, get to know each other better - but let me call home first and see if my wife is there," he said.

My dick was already stirring in my pants; there was something about this guy that was screaming at me that going to bed with him would be amazing... but he ended his call and said that his wife was at home - would I be interested in splitting the cost of a motel room with him?

"Let's go," I said, grabbing my keys and trying not to run to my car. I followed him to a not-so-nearby motel and found myself waiting impatiently as he went in to get a room. During the trip to the motel, he had called me and said how very much he wanted to suck my cock and, if I was good with it, to suck his - and Phil was speaking my language big time.

Once in the room, we wasted little time getting undressed and to my eyes, he was "perfect;" he wasn't twink-skinny but he wasn't what I'd call overweight... and his cock, which was already hard, was the perfect size to suck on and into the bed we went and got right to the matter at hand. The moment my mouth closed around his cock and I took him deep, yeah, he was the perfect length and thickness to make blowing him almost effortless on my part. I wanted to eat him alive... but I also wanted to take all night getting him to cum. He even tasted "perfect," not too salty for my tastes.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[QUOTE=woodworker70;328350]yes I love it the feel of a man inside me and when he starts pulsating inside of me[/QUOTE]

the man was a retired school teacher i met on cl 7 years ago met him at a walmart parking lot and talked to see if i was willing to let him have his way with me anyway he wanted after we talked and i said yes we went to his house where i then dropped my pants and bent over a bench and he took a leather paddle to my ass after he got my ass cheecks red he put me on my knees to hands tied behind my back and face fucked me with a 7 inch thick cock first time i ever have been done like that then he turned his ass to my face so i could rim him then he had me lay across a bed and he whipped my ass with a leather belt with a red ass with welts he said you ready for a good fucking he then put it to me for a good while then when he pulled out could feel the cum running out my ass he said get cleaned up and we will go out to eat and after dinner i went home decided that was 1 i could check off my list

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Thankfully, I didn't have to wait long for him to start fucking into my mouth and letting the inevitable happen; I felt his cock swell so much I almost gagged for a moment before I felt that first shot of spunk hit the back of my mouth and now it was all about keeping up with the flow of it all so I wouldn't miss a single drop - and it did my ego a lot of good to hear him calling for God, Jesus, and even his mother for some help.

I reluctantly let him go and propped myself up on an elbow next to him and asked, "What that what you had in mind when you tried to seduce me?"

"Yeah," he said, looking embarrassed again. "How did you know?"

"Been there, done that, know what to look for," I said with a shrug, reaching down to stroke his soft cock. "You sure you don't want me to get you back up so you can use this on me?"

"I'm sure," he said, looking frightened for a moment and as if I was going to coerce him into fucking me; yeah, I wanted that long, fat dick exploding in my ass - but not bad enough to make him do something he didn't want to do.

"Okay, well, we have a little more time before my wife gets home with the kids so I'm just gonna suck this fine dick of yours again - you okay with that?"

"I guess," he said and I could see it in his eyes that he understood that I wasn't giving him a choice; I wasn't trying to seduce him - I was going to take him again... and I did.

We finished his failed attempt to seduce me with my dick buried to the hilt in his ass again, pumping away furiously as he begged for "mercy" while begging me not to stop. After we finished and got cleaned up and dressed, he was about to leave and I had one piece of advice for him.

"Next time you try to seduce a guy, try not to be so obvious about it," I said. "Sometimes, all you gotta do is ask the guy, ya know?"

He smiled and nodded while saying, "See you tomorrow?"

"I'll be on the court," I said and as he walked away, I was already looking forward to having my dick in him... and plotting on how to seduce him into putting his dick in my ass.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]Ah, the look on his face finding out that he got busted was precious! He just nodded and kinda smiling to himself and I understood it; it was the same thing I'd go through when I was trying to seduce someone and got busted.[/FONT]

[FONT=verdana]"So... what's on your mind?" I asked looking at his face but my focus was on his crotch as I watched his dick start to grow. "Do you wanna fuck or suck?"[/FONT]

[FONT=verdana]"Suck," he said, having the good sense to look embarrassed. "I wouldn't, ah, object to you fucking me if you wanted to."[/FONT]

[FONT=verdana]"Does that include you fucking me?" I asked.[/FONT]

[FONT=verdana]"No!" he blurted out. "I don't like doing that!"[/FONT]

[FONT=verdana]"Okay," I said - and I wasn't sure if I was happy about that or disappointed. "So...?"[/FONT]

[FONT=verdana]He answered my question by getting up and coming over to where I was sitting; I kinda leaned back so that he could get my shorts off without me standing up and the rush of cool air felt good against my cock and balls.

"I knew it," he said, taking me into his hand and beginning to stroke me.

"You knew what?" I asked, feeling that rush of pleasure running into me.

"That you had a nice dick," he said softly.

"Hmm," was all I said as he lowered his head and took me into his mouth. I'd given him props for his seduction techniques but gave him even bigger props for how he went after my dick and how easily he'd take it all in and hold it while playing his tongue along my shaft. Oh, yeah... he was very good.

"Come with me," I said, pulling myself away from him. "We need some room."

He followed me upstairs to the bedroom and I stripped him bare so I could finally see the cock he'd been pressing against my ass and, yeah, it was impressively large and thick - but nothing I hadn't seen before or couldn't handle. We spent some very long minutes sucking each other until he stopped, tapped me on the arm, and asked, "Would you fuck me now? I've been wanting to feel you since I first saw you..."

I really didn't want to stop what I was doing; I wanted to taste his nut, to take it from him but, okay, I can do that after I unload my balls into him. I got up long enough to get some lube - KY - and slathered us up; he got onto his knees, face down/ass up and without any hesitation, I slid my dick into him until there was no more dick left to put in him. He sighed, I sighed - despite the lube, he was tight and was already flexing his muscles against me and in a way that told me that I wasn't going to last very long - so I got to fucking him until I couldn't hold back any longer and flooded his hole with sperm.

He moaned and ground back against me - and I think, but wouldn't swear to, that he even giggled a little as my dick finished pumping inside him. I pulled out and immediately flipped him onto his back and literally dove onto his cock, taking his impressive length in one gulp then getting into what I wanted him to do.[/FONT][/SIZE]