Here it is, Saturday night and I'm sitting at home alone, hitting the beer. Tim should be here sharing a hot night of fucking and sucking with me, but instead he stormed out having a jealous fit. I am confused with more questions than answers. Things I know, two weeks ago I found a long denied passion and love of sucking cock. I also discovered that I love having a man fuck me, probing my ass with his cock and unloading his seed deep in me. I fucked Tim earlier today and it was great. But I also love eating and fucking pussy.
Until two weeks ago I would have said I was straight, but now I'm not sure. Am I gay? Bi? Or am I just a horny jerk that will fuck anything? That wouldn't explain my newfound love for cocksucking. And my feelings for Tim. It's one thing to have fabulous sex with him, but I'm developing feelings for him, a man, and that is really confusing and scary. I have questions that I need to find answers for.
Finishing one beer and opening another, getting drunk and I'm glad I'm at home.
The only person I can think to call that would (hopefully) understand my situation is Bill, the bartender. I call the bar and he answers. It's loud, and must be busy. I said "Bill, this is Rick, I really need to talk to someone, and I could't think of anyone else to call."
"Rick, you sound really drunk. Why don't you get some sleep and come over tomorrow afternoon and we can talk."
"Do you mind if I come by after I work out at the gym? I'll be sweaty."
"Rick, I love my men sweaty. If you aren't sweaty when you get here, you will be before you leave."
I told I'd see him tomorrow and crashed for the night.
I woke up with a hangover and needed a good workout to sweat it out and headed to the gym. The gym wasn't crowded and I got in a great workout and was starting to feel better. In the locker room I undressed, wrapped a towel around my waist and headed to the shower. The gym was so empty I thought some time in the sauna would be relaxing and help me sweat the beer out. I entered the sauna and was glad to find I had it to myself. I sat down, leaned back, and closed my eyes, enjoying the heat and the steam.
My peace was interrupted by a man coming in and sitting across from me. I guessed he was probably sixty, or so, easily old enough to be my father. He hit me as a former jock, well muscled, but carrying an extra 25-30 pounds. He was tall, salt and pepper hair, nice crop of salt and pepper hair on his chest and down his stomach. He had his legs spread, giving me a good view of his nice cock and balls under his towel. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against the wall, thinking about the handsome man sitting across from me, and his nice cock. I was pondering why I made a point of checking out his cock, and realized I was getting an erection thinking about him, that I was getting aroused thinking about sucking his cock. I thought that I need to get out of there before he notices my condition.
I opened my eyes and he was looking at me. He asked if I liked what I saw, and when I didn't answer, he removed his towel, fully exposing his cock and balls. I was like a deer in the headlights, staring at his cock, when he said "I've always heard gay men give the best blowjobs. I've never had the opportunity to find out if that is true before. My wife hasn't given me a blowjob in over twenty years, and I'm lucky if we fuck once a month. I can tell you like what you see and that you want to suck my cock, don't you?"
My gaze rose from his hardening cock, noticing the hair on his stomach and chest were glistening with sweat. I met his gaze and said "yes, you have a nice cock and I would love to suck it." I moved over and grabbed his sweaty cock. I took the head in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it, breathing in his sweaty manliness. I kissed down the underside, licking down to his sweaty, hairy balls and sucked them into my mouth and rolled them with my tongue, enjoying the musky taste. Fear of someone walking in on us caused me to move up and take his cock deep in my mouth, for the first time ever, wanting him to come quickly. I moved up and down his shaft, maintaining suction and using my tongue. I pushed his cock into my throat, my nose buried in his thick, sweaty pubic hair. as much as I wanted him to cum quickly, I also wanted to savor this experience. I looked up at him, meeting his gaze as I moved up and down the length of his cock. His breathing was heavy, and I saw pleasure in his expression. His body started to shake and he lifted his ass off the bench, flexing his ass and pushing his cock deep into my throat. His cock hardened and he exploded in my mouth, shooting loads of delicious cum as if he hadn't had an orgasm in months. I continued to suck every drop. I took his cock out of my mouth and stroked it, bringing another drop out which I licked off and then sucked the full length again to be sure I got all of his seed.
I looked up at him and asked, "why did you think I was gay?"
