I have been happily married for years. Both my wife and I watch porn sometimes on the Internet. Straight porn mostly. Bi-sexual porn occasionally. I'm still fit in my early forties. My wife's a few years younger than me.
My name is Jay. I'm tall, somewhat muscular, wear a full trimmed beard and have dark brown eyes. I knew something sexual had clicked in my mind over the last year, but did not realize fully what was happening to me. It was the impact of the bisexual porn I could no longer pretend wasn't greatly arousing me.
Anyway, there were a few men and women in the sports bar close to my home. I was drinking a cold beer, musing over my thoughts. I had sucked my first dick last week, and could not believe how much I liked it.
I ordered another beer and watched a college football game on the large TV screen. About an hour later I had a nice buzz, and a large group of younger men noisily entered the bar. They were young, in their twenties and were obviously friends. Only four empty stools sat in front of the bar. One stool was next to mine. I was joined by one of the guys whose name was Tim. He was short, a little stocky, with black hair worn down to his shoulders. We began having small talk.
"Tim, I'm happy to meet you. Are all you guys buddies.?"
"Yeah, I'm not real close to most of them. We get together to party and have a good time."
I laughed and said "I used to do the same thing until I got married."
We made comments about the game, our jobs. Tim suddenly blurted out "say, do you and your wife screw a lot? I want a lot more sex with her, but she just doesn't get it. Hope you don't mind me asking."
Tim's boldness struck me. My mind wondered (and hoped) his wife did not like his cock in her mouth. And if she did, did she swallow? I decided quickly to try to find out by talking about the oral sex my wife and I engaged in.
"No problem with you asking Tim. I've been married for eight years now, and we go through times where she's wild about sex. As the years went by, it was pretty good, but not as intense."
I took a long drink of my beer and looked at Tim.
"None of my business I know, but I miss my wife sucking my cock like she used to. I have to jump through hoops to get a blow job. She will, but no passion is in it, and she says the taste of my cum disgusts her anymore."
Jay lifted his glass and drained the rest of his beer. He added another round and his new friend Tim told the bartender "hey, give us two shots also." He smiled at me saying "the rounds on me Jay. I feel like getting a buzz today. Wife is at her mothers and won't be home until next Tuesday."
It was Friday afternoon, and we began drinking faster, exchanging talk about our respective sex lives. Tim opened up to me the more we drank. Many guys in the crowd he arrived with had left. I felt tipsy myself.
"Jay, I appreciate you telling me such personal things. I guess when you get married the sex changes over time. I'm so damn horny most of the time I don't know what to do with myself."
"I know what you mean Tim. It's good to talk like this. What are you going to do with all the free time you have?"
"I don't know, I'll probably go home and watch some more football."
"Hey, how about we get a couple six packs, and I'll keep you company for a while?"
Tim's face broke into a wide smile. "Great idea. Let's have a couple more shots before we leave here. I've got one of those huge TV's that take up most of our living room."
I ordered the round and we toasted to "good times and more sex from our wives."
I followed Tim home, and parked in his driveway. He had a nice small home, brick and a wrap around porch that must have cost him a fortune. I could tell it was only a year old or so.
He unlocked his front door, and we put the beer in the fridge, and watched the game. It was a blow out, and we both became bored with it. My heart was beating fast, my mind wondering how I might be able to ask him if I could... suck his cock.
We downed some more beers, and my inhibitions were pretty much gone. I blurted out "can I ask you something personal Tim?"
He glanced at me. "OK, what's on your mind."
My face was beet red. I was nervous as hell. "Can you keep a secret?"
Tim looked at me strangely. "Yeah, if you want to share it that is."
I summoned up my courage and looked directly into his eyes. "I know most guys are way more oversexed than their wives. I know I am. You probably are too. If I could Tim... I would really like to give you a blowjob. You don't have to touch me."
My hands shook. Fear coursed through my veins. He was staring at me intently.
"Damn, that's some secret. Have you sucked dick before Jay?"
"Yeah, just last week, it was my first time. I liked it, and want to do it again. If you let me I'll swallow your cum. No one will know or need to."
Tim was feeling no pain. He stood up, unbuckled his belt, and took all of his clothes off. He took his time, and put his hand around his hard dick. It was thick, more than six inches long, and he had large, full balls. He stood in front of me as I was sitting on the couch. "Suck this. Make me cum. I won't say a word."
I inched forward, my dick bulging in my pants, and gently put both hands around Tim's cock. I gently stroked his shaft, and stuck out my wet tongue, licked the crown of his dick, then kissed it. I heard him sigh, and felt his hands grip the side of my head and pushed me down in his rigid dick.
