I met Sam at work, his office was just down the hall from mine. We hit it off immediately and became fast friends. Every Monday morning Sam would stop in my office with a cup of coffee and tell me in detail of his weekend sexual adventures. Listening to his descriptions of his lovers and the positions, sex acts etc. always got me really hard.
One Monday Sam asked if I was ready for some really interesting stuff. "Sure" I said and he took the seat across the desk from me. He confided in me that he was bisexual and that he had made a new "friend" over the weekend. He told me in rich detail how he'd taken his new friend's cock deep down his throat. How his friend had given him the best blowjob of his life. How his friend fucked him nice and slow and came in his ass.
As Sam was regaling me in great detail, I felt my cock getting hard. I was really turned on and quite frankly embarrassed. After Sam left my office I had to go to the men's room and relieve myself. My mind could not focus on work the rest of the day. Was I gay? Was I too bisexual? My mind could not stop racing with the possibilities.
When I got home that night I went to my laptop and pulled up some porn. I was naked in a flash and watched a couple really get it on. My cock grew so hard I thought it might crack off! I found that I was far more focused on the guy's cock than the girl's pussy and tits. When he shot his huge load all over her face, I was pushed over the edge and came like a geyser.
A few weeks went by and Sam never failed to amaze me with his stories, often leading to my need to head to the restroom. One Monday he said I should plan on joining him next Sunday for some football and beers. He said he had a buddy that lived on a farm and had fixed up the barn into the ultimate man cave. He said the cave had a bar, several TV's, couches. It was a football fan's dream. I told him I'd think about it. All he did for the rest of the week was badger me with "Are you coming on Sunday?" "I really think you will have a great time." "What do you have to lose?"
Finally, on Friday afternoon I couldn't take it anymore and told him I'd be there. "Great!" he exclaimed and gave me the address. "Be there around 12:30"
I left my house thinking I'd stay until half time. I wanted to get my laundry done and do a few other things around the house that day. I pulled onto the gravel road and parked near the barn. There were about a dozen or so cars parked outside. I knocked on the door. What happened next blew me away. A guy opened the door and said "hi Rick, Sam had hoped you would join us today." A normal greeting except he had no clothes on and his 7-inch cock extended straight out as if it wanted to shake my hand. I stood there aghast. He sensed my shock and told me to relax and come on in and have a beer.
I followed our host into the barn and saw that Sam was right. It had everything a man cave should have and in addition about a dozen naked men. A few were standing around the bar with a drink. One guy was sitting on a couch with his head back and eyes closed. Another guy was on his knees slowly working on his hard cock. Sam came over to say hi, I watched as his hard cock swayed as he walked. It was long and thin, uncut. "I hoped you would come today" he said with a sly smile. "I watched you go into the men's room every time I told of one of my bi stories." "Just relax and enjoy yourself. But you may want to ditch the clothes, they make you stand out."
