I Went Where?

Pete, Rod, Gerald and I were talking about a golf outing this coming weekend. Pete waved the bartender over, holding up some bills. "I've got to go. Jack, Rod will send his address to you. I'll see the two of you on Friday night."

Rod nodded to Gerald and me, and they were off. Gerald said, after they had walked out, "Fuck. That guy is hot."

Rod was about the same height as Gerald (6'2"), but with much more muscle. There was hair visible under his polo shirt, so I knew he wasn't smooth. I've been hard since Pete told us that Rod had a big cock.

I didn't think I was a size queen, but my eventual goal was to get fucked by my friend Carl, the guy with 10+ inches of black cock. I looked at Gerald. "Can we head to your place?"

Gerald got up and headed for the door. He was texting his address to me as we were walking, but he said, "Follow me."

Gerald lived in an apartment near the campus of the University on the west side of town. As we were walking up to the second floor, I asked, "Is your roommate home?"

Gerald said, "I saw his car outside, but he won't bother us unless we invite him in."

Gerald opened the door and I saw a young guy was on the sofa playing a video game. He paused the game and looked up at us. Gerald said, "Art, this is Jack."

Art stood up. He wasn't wearing a shirt. Like every other guy in my life, he was taller than my 5'7", by several inches. He was smooth on his chest, but didn't shave under his arms. He was maybe 6 feet, and I'm guessing that he wasn't much heavier than my 140. He was extremely thin.

He held out his hand. "Nice to meet you, Jack."

He had a nice smile. I shook his hand. "Thanks. It's nice to meet you too."

Art walked across the room and picked up a pair of headphones and went back to the couch. Gerald asked me if I'd like a beer or a water. "A beer would be good."

We walked out to the kitchen and Gerald opened a couple of beers, handing one to me. "Follow me, Jack."

We went to a bedroom and after I walked in, Gerald closed the door. I turned to face Gerald, and he grabbed me, and laid a big kiss on me. After the initial shock, I kissed him back. Gerald started pulling on my polo shirt. His had buttons, but after I worked on the top button, Gerald just slipped it off, over his head.

"I want to fuck you, Jack. Do you want it bare?"

This was something that I had time to think about over the past week. Most of the porn that I watch now was bareback, but I knew that it was risky. "Condom."

Gerald walked over to his nightstand, and opened a drawer. He pulled out a few condoms and a bottle of lube. He kicked off his shoes (no socks) and took down his shorts (going commando). Then he said to me, "Get your ass on the bed. I hope you like having your ass eaten."

THAT was becoming one of my favorite things. I dropped my shorts. I was wearing a jock strap today. "Keep that on, Jack. Can I have a picture of you in that?"

I gave him a couple of different poses and asked him to send the pics to me. He had me leave the jockstrap on and lay on my back on the bed. The bed wasn't made from this morning. You could tell he didn't live with my mother.

He lifted my legs and handed them to me. Then he dove in and started licking my ass. This was the third time that I've had it done to me, and each time it has been great. After 5 minutes or so, he had me remove my jockstrap and we got into a 69.

Gerald's cock was longer than mine, maybe 8 inches, but not as thick. Carl had worked on opening up my throat, and it didn't take much before I felt Gerald's cock slipping into my throat. Carl was right. Feeling a cock slide into my throat was a special feeling. True to form, I didn't last long. I apologized and told Gerald that I would be ready again shortly.

Gerald said, "I know what I want until you're ready again." He flipped me around and laid me on my back. He was working his lubed fingers in my ass in no time at all. "I've wanted to fuck you since I saw that ass pic, Jack."

Gerald put the condom on, lubed up and started to work his cock in my ass. I could get used to this. I said, "Wait. Can you take a video of you fucking my ass?"

Gerald didn't have to be asked twice. He asked for my phone and started taking the video. He was taking long strokes, letting his cock come almost all the way out before stroking it all the way back in. His strokes were causing me to moan. "That's it, Jack. Moan for the camera."

The first video would last maybe 2 minutes. I was going to forward it to Patty. I thought that she would enjoy it. Gerald started to pick up speed. I guess our moans were loud enough that Art heard them through his headphones. I saw the door to the bedroom crack open, but that was it.

Gerald continued to pound into me. His strokes were stimulating my prostate big time, and when he grabbed a hold of my cock, it didn't take long for me to cum again. "Fuck, Jack. I love feeling a guy cum while I'm fucking him." With that, Gerald took another couple of hard strokes and I felt his cock spasming in my ass.

I opened my eyes and saw Gerald had the phone pointed at me again. I wasn't sure when he started recording again.

Gerald finished off, withdrew his cock, removed the condom then straddled my face. "Clean me off, Jack."

I had watched Adam do this and was turned on by the sight. He fed his cock to me and I was able to easily take his deflated member in my mouth and lick it whole, tasting his leftover cum and what I assumed to be latex from the condom.

Once cleaned, Gerald got up and grabbed our beers. We sat up against the headboard and talked. Gerald asked, "Can you send that video to me? I tried to keep your face out of it, but you might want to edit it first."

"I'll look it over later. I was planning on sending it to a friend."

"Carl?"

I laughed. "Carl would rather be the one fucking in the video, but I may send it to him as well. No. It's a girlfriend of mine who found out that I was experimenting with men."

"Whoa. A girlfriend, eh?"

"Long distance now. She moved out west."

I explained what was going on with us, and why I had become curious about tasting cum other than mine.

Gerald asked, "Is there a verdict? You seem to be enjoying it. Are you seeing any girls now?"

"Yes, I'm enjoying this. No, I'm not seeing any girls right now. Can I ask a question?"

Gerald smiled. He had a nice smile. "Of course. Ask away."

"Have you ever had sex with a woman?"

"Once. A couple of years ago. I kind of enjoyed it, except when she asked me to eat her out. I tried to lick her ass as well, and she freaked out."

"So that turned you off of women?"

"Not really. But, I'd rather be fucking a tight ass than a pussy."

"Another question. Is it always this easy to hook up with guys?"

Gerald's smile got bigger. "Man. When you look like you do, you can have your pick of any guy in the bar. You do have to be careful about guys outside of the bar though. Some of them will not enjoy that type of attention. That is one of the nice things about the Tar Pit. You can be almost certain that a guy there will be into guy sex, or at least not be bothered if you approach them. Not all of the guys at the Pit are safe, though. I have a group of guys that I can introduce you to, or at least go only when Lou is behind the bar. He'll watch out for you."

"Is Lou gay?"

"As far as I know, yes. I've heard a couple of twinks talk about hooking up with him. He's all top, so he's not my type."

"So you don't bottom?"

"Not for everyone. Remember, I'm already acquainted with Carl. It was only the one time because he was so big. I wanted to experience it, but once was enough for me. Carl wants to fuck you. I saw him looking at your ass a few times."

"He has talked about it a couple of times. He says that he wants me to get used to cocks before he takes me."

"Carl is a nice guy. There is a guy at the bar, Adam, that loves to take his cock."

"I've met Adam. As a matter of fact, Adam was the first guy to fuck me."

"That was a good cock to start with. So, Adam, Pete and now me?"

"Yes."

"And you fucked Adam and Pete?"

"Yes."

Gerald reached down and grabbed my dick. His hand was cold and a little wet from the beer bottle that he had been holding. It didn't deflate my erection at all. I got my chance to fuck Gerald. If Art was still listening, he heard Gerald's moaning and begging me to fuck him harder.

When I arrived home, I reviewed the video and forwarded it to Patty.

Thought you might enjoy seeing this.

After 10 minutes, Patty replied:

Fuck. That was so hot. Thank you, Lover.

She ended it with a kiss emoji.

I then sent it to Gerald and Carl. My face was in it, but I was confident these guys wouldn't do anything I wouldn't like with it.

*****

Friday afternoon, I got off of work and rushed home to take a shower. My bags were already packed and I threw them in my pickup along with my golf clubs and I was off to Rod's place. We were supposed to meet at 6, but I got there about 25 minutes early.

I rang the bell, and Rod answered with a towel around his waist. "Hi, Jack. Come on in. I'll be with you in a moment."

He showed me into his living room, offered me a beer which I accepted. He returned from the kitchen and I could see a nice bulge in the towel. Of course, he caught me looking. As he handed me my beer, I looked up from the bulge. He was smiling. "Why don't you come in my bedroom, and we can talk while I finish packing and get dressed."

Rod was over 6 feet tall, hairy, but not overly so. He had muscles that I found out were probably due to his job as a contractor, building houses. He had a chair in his bedroom and he pointed me to it. The chair reminded me of some cuckold videos that I had seen. I'm not sure why I said it, but I said, "Is this the cuckold chair?"

Rod laughed. "As a matter of fact, there have been a couple of cuckolds in that chair over the years."

He started tossing some clothes in a suitcase on his bed, then he took his towel off. He had a nice, muscular ass with some hair on it. Then he turned to face me, "But I'll be truthful, Jack. I have just as much fun fucking a nice ass, as any woman that I've been with."

Pete was right. Rod had a big cock. It wasn't fully hard, but it wasn't soft either. Somehow, I hoped I was the cause of that. I took a sip of my beer.

Rod walked over to me with his cock bobbing in front of him. He took my chin and had me look up at him. It wasn't easy taking my eyes off his cock. "Pete showed me the pictures of you. I hope you let me have a turn on that ass this weekend." He released my chin, and I immediately glanced down at his cock again. I looked back up at him and said, "I think that I would like that."

Rod walked over to his dresser and grabbed a pair of boxer briefs, and while the cock was no longer visible, the bulge in those briefs left nothing to the imagination. "Do you play much golf, Jack?"

I told him about my weekly game with Bryan and the two other guys. I explained that I normally shot in the high 80s.

Rod's response was, "Good. Pete has made us teammates for the weekend." He then explained the format.

The doorbell rang, and I told Rod that I would get it. If I was in this room much longer, I would be on my knees. Gerald was here and Pete was just pulling up when I opened the door. I invited Gerald in and held the door open so that Pete could come in once he got to the door. Gerald grabbed my ass and went to sit down.

Rod came out with his suitcase, wearing a nice pair of jeans and a polo shirt. He saw Pete coming in the door, and said, "Good. Let's get the truck loaded up and we can hit the road."

*****

We had a quick dinner at a burger joint before leaving town. We arrived at the resort a couple of hours later. As we were unloading the SUV, a car pulled up and parked next to us. Pete introduced Gerald and me to a couple of more guys (Alan and his son, AJ). Pete said, "You and Rod will be playing with them in the morning round."

Alan said, "We're going to find something to eat. Have you guys eaten yet?"

Pete said, "We ate before we left town. We're going to just break open some beers and we'll see you in the morning. Breakfast at 6:30. First tee time is 7:30."

We headed inside and Gerald and I found our room. It had 2 queen size beds and an attached bath. I started to unpack my suitcase, and Gerald said he was just living out of the suitcase for the weekend. "I'm going to get a beer. I'll grab one for you and meet you in the living room."

When I walked out to the living room, Pete and Rod were already there, with beers of their own. Pete was taking a hit off what I assumed was a weed pen. He held it up to me. I took it from him and took a good hit and handed it off. Gerald was sitting on a sofa with a space open next to him. He indicated that I should sit there, and handed me my beer.

Gerald said, "Every guy here wants to fuck you, Jack, but we decided that you're in charge. You do what, with whom, when you want to do it."

I said, "And if I want to fuck Rod?"

Rod laughed and said, "Sorry, but that's not going to happen. I guess we should've said that you're in charge to a point."

Gerald patted my thigh and said, "Don't worry. We'll find a hole for you to fuck if that is what you want. That kid, AJ, was hot."

Pete said, "Careful there."

Gerald smiled. "My 'gaydar' picked something up with him, but I'll be careful."

AJ was 6 feet, or so, and maybe 200 pounds. It was hard to tell with his clothes on, whether it was muscle or flab under that shirt. His father, was about the same height, and his "dad bod" had started to get away from him.

I asked about gaydar, and Gerald explained. "It isn't always accurate, but you can occasionally catch a glance that looks like desire. Talk to your girlfriend. She'll tell you that she can almost always determine if a guy is interested in her. It's kind of the same."

Rod said, "I don't know about you guys, but I'm beat. I'll see you guys in the morning." He got up, dropped his beer bottle in the kitchen, and walked to his and Pete's room.

Pete said that he planned on getting up before 6, so he was headed to bed as well. That left Gerald and me. Gerald leaned over and kissed me. "Ready for bed, Lover?"

Fuck. Whenever Patty called me that, it turned me to mush. It was no different coming from Gerald. I got up, straddled Gerald's lap and kissed him again. My hands found their way under his shirt and I started playing with his nipples.

There were 2 queen size beds in our room. Gerald pushed me back on one, then started removing my clothes. While he was working on the shoes, socks and pants/underwear, I got out of my shirt. Clothes were thrown in all directions.

We spent several minutes rolling around on the bed, making out. Gerald went down on me and true to form, I came within a minute. "Does that happen all the time, Jack?"

"Almost. It's kind of embarrassing."

"Don't be embarrassed. I like the fact that you're so turned on, that you can't control it. And I know that it won't take you long to get hard again." He was gently stroking me as he was talking to me.

I sat up and brought Gerald up to give him another kiss, tasting my cum lingering on his tongue. It was time to help Gerald out. I went down on him, once again getting his cock balls deep. "Did you do that with Carl?"

I took my mouth off his cock long enough to respond. "No, but we're working on it." I returned to sucking on his cock.

After sucking him for a few minutes, Gerald said, "I want to fuck you, Jack. Can I do it bare?"

That stopped me. I took my mouth off of his cock and looked up at him. Before I could say anything, he said, "I'm clean. I get tested regularly and I'm on PrEP."

I had read an article on PrEP. I knew that it was supposed to protect me from HIV, but that wasn't the only STD out there. I really wanted to know what being fucked bare would feel like. "If you promise me that you're clean, I'd like to try it. Do you fuck a lot of guys bare?"

"There is a group of guys at the Pit that I want to introduce you to. Most of us go bare with each other, and we all have made a promise that we won't go bare outside of the group." Gerald said that he would tell me more about the group, "but right now, I'd like to fuck you."

So Gerald became my first bareback fuck. It worried me, because I didn't expect it to feel much different, but it did, and it felt a LOT better. We started out in the missionary position. As he was entering me, he asked, "Did you send that video to your girlfriend?"

I smiled. When I sent the video, Patty had told me that she loved it. The next day, she sent me a video of her masturbating while watching the video. She said that she had cum three times the night before, imagining being in the room when it happened. I relayed this to Gerald.

"We'll have to make a longer video for her, but right now I just want to breed this ass." It took 20 minutes and several position changes, but Gerald did just that. At one point, I was laying on my side and Gerald was behind me. He was so much taller than me, he was able to get his lips on my nipples as he fucked me. He reached down to stroke my cock and had me cumming again shortly after. He then turned my head so that he could kiss me, and I felt him cum in my ass.

Just before he came, I felt his cock get stiffer. The helmet on his cock seemed to become more pronounced. I imagined that I could even feel the veins on the outside of his cock as it got harder. If being fucked bareback felt like this every time ....

I wondered if it would feel that much better if I were on top. I cuddled with Gerald and we talked some about PrEP and bareback sex. It had been a long day for me, and I was going to need to get up by 6. I fell asleep wondering where I was going with this. I decided that as long as it continued to be fun, I was just going to go with the flow. I knew by now that I was definitely bi-, but as much as I was enjoying the sex with guys, could I really spend my life with a guy? It was so different from what I imagined over the last few years.

*****

Rod and I teed off at 7:40, the second group in our outing. We were matched against AJ and his father, although technically, we were competing as a team with Pete and Gerald. They were in the group behind us, playing with a couple of guys that I had first met at breakfast.

Format was going to be better ball. Rod and I would each play our own ball, with the better score being recorded as our part of the team score. For example, if I had a 4 on a hole and Rod scored a 5, our team score would be 4 ... if Gerald and Pete had a 4 on the same hole, our total team score would be 8. Our combined score would be added to Gerald and Pete's combined score at the end of the round. The condo with the lowest score of the 3 would win the pot for the round. This has nothing to do with what would happen later, but for those of you who are golfers, I thought you would want to know.

Rod was playing well. We only used my score on 1 hole on the front nine, although I did manage to tie him a couple of more times. We finished the front nine at one over par, and I was feeling pretty good about our team. We had beaten AJ and Alan by 2 shots.

On the 14

th

hole, the horns went off warning us that there was lightning in the area. We were expected to return to the clubhouse until it was cleared. Rod was driving the cart and pulled under a cover at a rest area.

Alan said, "I think we're supposed to return to the clubhouse."

Rod said, "I need to take a leak. Jack and I will meet you up there."

Alan and AJ took off. Rod said to me, "We can wait it out here. I do need to take a leak though."

He got out of the cart and entered the restroom. After a minute, I heard him call my name. I had no idea what he might need, but I walked into the restroom. I found him with his pants down to his ankles. I had no idea he was going commando. He was stroking his cock, which was at what I assumed full mast. It was impressive to say the least. "Can you do a teammate a favor, Jack?"