Bill was finally going to get his wish. He was nervous. And excited. For many years he had hoped to have his wife, Jenny, watch him suck another man's cock. But it took him twenty years of marriage before he ever told her about sucking cock before they married. And it wasn't that they had a poor sex life. In fact they had a very active sex life in which they had been very adventurous with roleplay and different positions. They had studied Tantra and used lingam and yoni massage as an exciting way to enhance things. But they hadn't ever gone outside the marriage.
It was during one of their roleplays Bill brought up his fantasy of sucking cock again. He told Jenny about his cock sucking when he was 18. It had been a one-time thing of him being stoned and talking with an older man while waiting for a bus.
The man was in his thirties and had directed the conversation to sex. Bill admitted to him things weren't so good for him at the time. His honor's classes at university were getting in the way. In fact, him being stoned that night was a fluke. He seldom smoked pot but had relented at the request of his best friend to drop by a party that Saturday.
Bill finally left his books and dropped in and spent the next two hours taking hits of the joints being passed around and talking with friends. The party turned out to be mostly guys with about ten women with boyfriends.
Bill realized he had gotten very stoned and probably shouldn't drive. So he asked his friend if it was alright to leave his old Ford in the driveway leading up to the house because he didn't feel safe driving. Once that was settled, he walked a block to the nearest bus stop. And found the older guy standing inside the bus shelter.
The guy greeted Bill and commented on how slow the bus service was during the late night hours. Bill agreed. After the older man asked where he was coming from, Bill told him he'd just left a party and was a bit "tipsy". The man laughed saying he wished he was the same but was just getting off an evening shift.
He was a good-looking guy with brown hair, blue eyes and about six foot. He was slender and by all appearances seemed in really good shape. Bill asked him about his job. He was a front desk guy at one of the nearby luxury hotels. Said he worked the evening shift. It had been a busy night.
They chatted for a long time while waiting for the bus. The man appropriately asked Bill if he had a wife or girlfriend that was going to be pissed about his late-night outing. Bill told him there was no one waiting except for his older cat and his books. It was at that point the guy told Bill he was a nice-looking man and surprised some chick wasn't in his life.
Bill said his studies just weren't allowing a relationship and he was beginning to feel like a monk. Then asked the other man about his relationship status. The man, Randall, told Bill he was gay and had just broken up with a boyfriend. Bill thought nothing of Randall being gay. He'd known a good number of gay men in his lifetime. He had an uncle and a cousin who were gay.
As they continued to talk, Randall asked Bill if he'd ever been with a man. Bill nervously laughed. He told him he'd never thought of being with a man. Guess, that meant he was straight Bill told him. Randall apologized if Bill was offended but Bill wasn't offended and told him to not worry.
A little later Randall asked Bill if he was done partying for the night. Bill told him it was late and he probably needed to get back to his apartment. Randall told him he always smoked a joint after a tough shift and he was welcome to join if he wanted. Bill knew Randall had a hidden agenda with his invitation. He assumed Randall had a sexual motive since he'd asked him if he'd ever been with a man.
Strangely, Bill seemed excited about Randall's attempt to have him go home with him. He worried he had some latent gay feelings he hadn't paid attention to during his life. But he was even more intrigued by the thought of Randall and him having a sexual encounter. And it was strange because he'd really never considered sex with a man.
Maybe it was the lowered inhibition caused by the pot or maybe it was the sexual excitement of an 18 year old guy but Bill decided to accept the invite. He told Randall he'd drop by if he was sure he wanted company so late. Randall seemed delighted and assured Bill it took him hours to wind down. So having company would be nice. The bus arrived very soon after the decision was made by Bill.
The ride seemed to take forever to Bill but he realized it was only a ten minute ride. He and Randall kept up a steady dialogue of things sexual and non-sexual. The bus was empty except for them. They had taken seats near the back door.
Randall told him about his job and Bill talked about school. When they arrived at Randall's apartment building, Bill was surprised by the upscale building. It was a twenty story tower with balconies and large windows. Far more than the small apartment building he lived in.
Randall had Bill follow him up to the entrance. He punched in a security code and they walked to the elevators. The doors opened and Randall punched the 15 on the floor buttons. It was a quick ride up to the 15th. They walked down a long corridor to 1532, where Randall used his key to open the door.
The apartment was really more a condo. It had a big open area that included a large kitchen with a very nice island. The dining area was large with an oak table that seated at least eight. The living room area was in the same large space away from the kitchen area and faced a large balcony sliding door. The room had a plush leather couch and love seat. The leather was a charcoal color. There was also a matching recliner perpendicular to the couch.