Everybody involved in this story was 18 years or over at the time.
I'm Donnie and I'm now 40 years old. I have been bi since I recognised it in my late teens. I had boyfriends and girlfriends, often at the the same time.
Which was my preference? Hell, I don't know but I loved tits and cocks, that's all I can say.
With the guys I was always a top. From experience, going with guys was the only time you could fuck ass, as girls of that era were only just getting used to fellatio being a norm.
Through my 20's I had a string of lovers but the man I made love with the most, I let down and I had remembered him fondly through the years.
Nicol was ages with me but he was fully gay. He was not strictly a 'bottom' but he understood that I was nervous about taking his thick 7 inches and so he settled for me just sucking him and me fucking his lovely ass.
I had promised him that when I was ready, he would be the first to pop my cherry. That was a promise I kept all through the following years.
I let him down because I had started dating girls again when I was 30 and I met one, Lisa, who captured my heart. I knew it was unfair to everybody if I kept them both, so I took the tough choice of telling Nicol that I couldn't see him again.
I half wanted him to beg and maybe propose to me and I would have accepted but he took the news on the chin.
We hugged tearfully and it was no surprise when our cocks were out, his one dwarfing my 6.5 inches.
We had a farewell session and I remember thinking, when his spunk landed on my tongue, 'why am I giving this up?'
As I fucked him, his legs in the air, I will never forget him telling me that I would be back, be it 10 days, 10 months or 10 years.
I then got engaged to Lisa and married her when I was 30. She was 34 and I had told her nothing of my previous gay exploits. Although she was a lovely girl, sex was something that needed to be booked in advance. She was more romantic than erotic.
So, move the dial forward ten years and I was in a shopping centre in Livingston, away from my home in Edinburgh, looking for a birthday present for her. Lisa had told me to surprise her and as things turned out, I was certainly going to do that.
I had spent an hour or so trudging through shops, without success and I reckoned I needed a boost of caffeine. I found a coffee-house and got a table and ordered an Americano.
I gazed around the tables and saw, to my great surprise, someone I recognised. It was only a back view but I could swear it was Nicol. He was shaven headed and I thought I recognised what was almost a dimple in the fold at the back of his neck. I had looked at that many a time when fucking his tight little ass.
He was smaller than me in height, he was only 5'6" to my 5'10" but memories of his cock flooded back.
I looked at my bluetooth connection and there was the name 'nickybabes469'.
Before I could decide whether to phone him, he got up to go and his distinctive ass movement left no doubt that it was Nicol. He may have put on a few pounds but it was him. I hardened immediately and my mind was flooded with memories of our lovemaking.
I abandoned my half-drunk coffee and made after him.
"Hey Nicol! It's Donnie, hold up." I said a little too loudly, as a host of heads turned in my direction.
Nicol stopped and slowly turned, the dawn of recognition in his eyes.
"Well, swipe me sideways!" He said with a smile.
"You remember me then?" I said excitedly.
"How could I forget? We had a lot of fun together." Nicol replied in a flirty voice.
We both realised that we had a shopful of customers sitting staring at us, keenly listening.
"Let's get out of here." Nicol suggested and I watched his ass wiggle sexily as he left ahead of me. Deliberate? Who knows?
Once outside, there was a moment of hesitation as Nicol turned and put his arms around me and planted a kiss full on my lips. I opened my mouth, inviting him in but he held back.
"Not here. My flat is only 5 minutes walk, ten if you try to drive there!"
