Before it was easy to check on phones and computers for hook ups there was a local erotic paper called The Rocky Mountain Oyster. It included personal ads for M4W, W4M, M4M, W4W etc.. It was necessary to either use the slow dial up computers and an email account or a phone to contact one another if you wanted to get a hook up. So, the ease of meeting was far from what it is today.
But, of course, desire and lust always ruled out and the Oyster provided a very good way to meet real people for most any type of sexual pleasure you desired.
I had been married a number of years but the sex in the marriage was generally vanilla and dull. The wife was hot in physical terms but her sexual experience and desire was not adventurous at all.
Before our marriage I'd had a few experiences with other men. I had my first blowjob from a man and gave the same man a blowjob for the first time. And it was the hottest thing I'd ever experienced. The feel and taste of a cock in my mouth was so damn erotic and sensual for me. I knew sucking cock was something I'd always want to do at the very moment I took that first cock into my mouth. And when the man shot his creamy spunk onto my tongue, I was amazed with the sexual overload of the experience. Damn, it tasted so good to me!
But at the time, being a cock sucker in my world was untenable and luckily I loved pussy too much to let my bi persona become dominant. It was a time when coming out was a huge risk in the family life and work life. So, I repressed that part of my life until a better time. For a while. Until the sex of my marriage began to bore the hell out of me. Missionary and lights out was really lacking and any suggestions of changing things up didn't go well with the wife.
My wife and I loved one another. We had a great love for being in the Colorado mountains, hiking and traveling. We enjoyed going out with one another for dinners and occasional parties. We both liked reading. We had a lot of same interests in our lives when not working.
We both agreed on the issue of overpopulation and decided not to have kids which was strange for a Catholic girl. I got a vasectomy so she didn't have to take the pill which had really negative side effects for her.
We were both interested in environmental causes and other social issues. We both had well paying jobs that allowed us to have a good life. We could have been overly materialistic but preferred to share our money for good causes. We lived in comfort but not luxury. Guess we were fucking liberals.
Our Achille's heel was our sex life. I failed to listen to my inner voice before getting married. I honored her wishes she be a virgin when married due to her strong Catholic beliefs. Her entire family was Catholic. So we had minimal sexual history. I just allowed myself to believe she and I would be sexually compatible since we were compatible in so many important ways. And we did have heavy making out and foreplay despite the virgin mandate. And I had a lot of blue balls.
Once married, i discovered her dislike for blow jobs. She made poor efforts to take the tip of my cock in her mouth but refused to swallow my cum. Funny, she had no problem with me eating her pussy every time we had sex or having multiple orgasms almost every time. She thought my idea of me eating her cream pie after I fucked her was disgusting. In fact she always jumped up to take a shower after we fucked. I felt guilty for suggesting anything she might consider kinky or "disgusting" (like rimming her).
I actually came to believe the nuns at her all girls school had poisoned the well for her having normal sexuality. They filled her mind with their guilt trip. And I felt guilty about finding myself desiring something outside of the marriage.
Like returning to sucking cock, which was such a hot and erotic experience for me. But, I had a primal urge to do something I could only fantasize about in my marriage.
So, the Oyster became the way to return to a much better sex life. And my first thought was looking at M4M ads. It took a while but I eventually began "talking" to a guy in my area who was interested in my love of sucking cock. And he was also a member of a group of guys that met once a month at a Motel 6 (when they left the light on for you without worry of a meth lab next door).
The guy, John, told me the group of four men liked to dress in women's lingerie as well as suck and fuck one another. They liked the vibe to be able to undress one another. Felt it was great foreplay.
As he described the group, I found myself aroused. I'd never dressed in women's clothing but the idea of being with guys who enjoyed undressing one another in panties and other lingerie actually turned me on. It was the kinky type of thing I didn't have in my marriage.
After the meeting with John and another member of his group, Andy, they asked if I wanted to join them at the next Motel 6 get together. They did inform me there was an initiation for new members. I'd have to dress and service each member of the group with either my mouth or ass or both. I told them anal was off the table for me but I was very excited at the prospect of sucking four men at one get together. John assured me no one had to do anything they didn't want to do. Andy asked again if I wanted to join them. I eagerly accepted their invite. My hard cock hidden under the cafe table also agreed.
I was given all the details of the next meeting after agreeing to service each of the "members" for the initiation. And, as the two weeks came close to an end, I got more and more excited about the possibility I'd suck four cocks and swallow at least four loads of cum.
I informed my wife a work friend and i would be going up into the mountains to do some lake fishing for a couple of days. She hated fishing so she had no desire to tag along. And since the Motel 6 meeting was for only one day, I'd have opportunity to go up on my own to do some fishing, hopefully catching some to further embellish I'd gone fishing. Only.
I went out to a local "bookstore" which I knew had a good variety of sexy lingerie meant for a couples. I'd gone there before, thinking I could get the wife something to enhance things. That was a waste of good money. She thought I wanted her to be a slut. Guilty. I did want her to be a slut and was once again disappointed.
I looked around the store while the middle-aged woman at the register watched me moving around the lingerie with a big smile on her face. I decided on some gauzy hose, a garter belt and a matching string bikini. Also a matching chemise. The woman at the register took note of the sizes I bought since I'm 6'1' and 185 and bought accordingly. She smiled at me and said, " I'm sure you're going to enjoy these. You have really good taste."
I laughed. "Yeah, I'm kinda winging it."
"Oh, honey, they're going to love how it looks on you." she laughed. "I'd like to to see it."
I'm sure I must of blushed but was able to make a quick reply.
"Well if you can get away, I'm sure you would find it a lot of fun."
She laughed all the time she checked me out.
After getting home I stashed the clothes out in the garage in one of my backpacks I was planning on taking "fishing".
When the day arrived for the Motel 6 meeting, I packed up my fishing gear and kissed the wife goodbye. I drove across the city to Motel 6 off a major interstate. John had emailed me the room number earlier that morning. As I pulled up to the parking area outside the room on the ground level, I noticed three other cars in the lot near the same room. The other members of the group had probably arrived.
I knocked on the door of Room 112 and was quickly met by John opening the door.
