In the spring of 2000, I was 39, a normal married bisexual guy living in a large metro area in Kentucky. I was looking for a bi playmate, a fuck buddy if you will, someone who I could enjoy having guy sex with on a regular basis. I was hoping to find someone around my age and size, someone who enjoyed being sucked as much as I enjoyed sucking, and someone who would enjoy trying other sexual adventures. As luck would have it, I managed to find a really good friend.
His real name doesn't matter, but he went by the nickname Tex. I found him quite by accident, while searching a local Yahoo bi men's group. He happened to be on IM, and I sent him a message telling him I thought his profile picture was hot, and wondering what he might be looking for; we had a nice conversation, and agreed that we might be a good find for each other. We agreed to meet that afternoon at a local mall, to see what might develop.
I arrived early, and waited for Tex to show. He wound up being fifteen minutes late, and I was about to leave when he came to my table. We shook hands heartily, and got to know each other a little better. After a half hour of conversation, it was obvious that we were both quite horny, and I was sporting wood in my jeans thinking about having sex with him. We decided that we should take our conversation further, and he agreed to follow me to my nearby apartment. My mind was whirling with possibilities, and I could feel precum leaking into my shorts.