Harold was my occasional fuck-buddy. I'm married and he's married, and we can get together maybe once every couple of months or so when our wives aren't around.
Don't get me wrong: I prefer women, and I think maybe Harold does, too. Saturday was going to be one of those rare times when we could actually get together.
Me, I'm a complete bottom for men; if I'm going to stick my dick in someone, it's going to be in a woman. When I'm with a man, it's only for the two things I can't get from a woman, and that's a dick in my mouth or a dick in my butt. Harold knows this, and we have come to an understanding: he doesn't try to suck my cock anymore, and he never wanted to get his own butt fucked. He was a top.
Trouble is, we were both getting older, and Harold's dick didn't always do what he wanted it to do; sometimes it just wouldn't get quite hard enough for anal sex. I'd get hard enough to slide into a nice wet pussy, but that extra stiffness to get past a sphincter just wasn't always there. I had settled into a routine of just giving him a blow job, which I'm not too terribly bad at doing; I can take Harold's dick right down to his nuts. And I really do like it when Harold cums in my mouth; not a drop ever escapes my lips, and all evidence of our encounters gets swallowed.
This Saturday looked like it wouldn't happen at all: there had been a death in his wife's family, and he had to go to some sort of family function in the morning. But he had told me earlier that his wife had to work between 2 PM and 7 PM, so I didn't know what would happen. My wife was gone at that time as well, so it would normally have been one of the few times we could get together.
Saturday, around 2 PM, he texted me, saying that he wasn't feeling particularly in the mood, but if I wanted to come over and suck his dick, he'd like it. He said that he was sure that was all that would happen, and that he wasn't sure that even a blow job would get him going. I wasn't expecting much, but texted back that, OK, I'd come on over. I didn't have anything else I had to do anyway!
So, I got over to his house, and we went upstairs to his bedroom. As usual, he took off his pants and sat down on the edge of the bed; I didn't undress, not expecting anything else, got on my knees, and started sucking his not-very-hard cock.
