NOTE TO READERS: Unlike my usual stories, this is different in that it is not my story. I often get emails from readers who are eager to share their experiences and suggest that they may make a good story. I'm certain that many other Literotica authors also get requests such as those.
This particular email was different. The sender was determined to be heard. After a few exchanges of emails whereupon he described his lifestyle, I thought his story would be of interest to you. I decided to interview him with his wife present so if there were any issues up for dispute, we could iron them out before publishing his limited biography.
All of my stories thus far have a recurring theme; that of a man losing his masculinity and coerced or seduced into gay sex, losing his wife to a real man and learning to enjoy sucking cocks. The gentleman I interviewed to tell his story takes exception of the term gay sex as it refers to him. He does not like labels. His preferred descriptions of what he does is "happy" and "glad" sex; as in, "I'm happy to preform and my friend is glad I did." After some back and forth I began to see his side. "It's just sex for the sole purpose of sex," he explained. "Ours is a polyamorous relationship based on love and trust."
In telling his story, I will interject as little as possible so as not to interrupt the flow of his narration. I will ask a question or so to help Michael bring out what he wanted to share. Michael's wife, Rae wanted to share her thoughts and I included her thoughts as well.
Me: "Let's start at the beginning, Michael."
Michael: "Um, it began a few years ago, johnnie. My wife Rae and I moved to the suburbs of Charlotte, NC where I had a job in the banking industry. I won't say the name of my company nor will I use our friend's real name. I'm sure you understand why."
"Rae and I settled outside of the city which meant a 45-minute drive into work on a good day. After a couple months of the long drive into work and back home, I began to look for alternative means of commuting. I saw an ad on the bulletin board in the break room at work which stated that the individual who posted it wanted to car pool. Like Rae and I, he lives in Davidson, NC. I called the number, excited about the possibility of at least reducing my driving, the wear and tear on my vehicle, and the opportunity to talk with someone while stuck in traffic."
"I called Robert and we met during lunch. Robert, an African American, was pleasant enough. He had the same concerns I did regarding the wear and tear on his automobile and the stress of every day driving in heavy traffic. We decided to give it a try with me driving one week and Robert the next."
"I keep my SUV clean and waxed and was pleased to see that Robert's was kept the same way. The first week I picked him up at his home which was only a couple miles away from our house. It was a nice ride into the city and I was more than happy to learn that Robert liked football, college basketball, and a couple of drinks after work."
"As the weeks went by, we became close friends. I introduced him to Rae who asked if he was married. He was not."
"Now johnnie, I have to say at this point that Robert is very charismatic. Like most people, Rae and I were drawn to him. His funny stories, warm smile, the easy manner in which he made everyone around him comfortable, well, let me just say we really enjoyed his company."
"Both my wife and I found Robert to be attractive in many ways. His physique. Robert and I are the same height. We're both 6' tall. I was in good shape, Robert was toned. His bass voice was almost soothing, and he had the deepest brown eyes I'd ever seen. You could get lost in those pools of softness. Rae felt the same as I did and she often told me to ask him over to have dinner with us."
"Robert didn't always take us up on our invites but he did come over a lot on weekends or had us over to his place to watch the games, experiment with different dishes. That was fun. One weekend Rae and I would select a meal that neither Robert or us had tried before, much less cook and then it was his turn. We three shared the same likes and dislikes. It was as easy being with him as it was easy for Robert to be with us. We'd also go out on a Saturday night. One week Robert would pick the restaurant. The next week Rae and I would choose. We always sought to try different cuisines from various countries. It was fun and it brought us closer."
"One day, on the way to work, Robert and I talked about sex. I can't remember who brought it up but I told him about my successes and flops and laughed with him at his tales of some of the crazy women he'd met. He told me that he wished he'd met someone like Rae and how fortunate I was to have what he called, "the perfect partner".
"What I'm about to relate to you next I have to say was not planned. I had no secret desire or any other plans. Please put that in the story, johnnie. I want the readers to know how innocent it all began."
"It was late Autum and dark as we made our way home. Rain slowed everything down and brake lights seemingly shone the entire way out of the city. Robert was driving and I asked if I could change the radio station to news and traffic so we could hear of anything that would make this commute longer than it already was. He told me to go ahead."
"During a very slow, stop and go leg of our journey home, I reached for the radio controls. As I was trying to find the news channel, Robert reached over and took my hand in his. I froze and looked at him."
"I could see the warmth in his eyes as he brought my hand to his lap and placed my hand on his cock through his trousers. Believe me, johnnie, this was unexpected. But what happened next was so far from anything I'd ever done before well, I can't explain it. Nor am I able to understand it, but when Robert let go of my hand, I kept it there and squeezed gently feeling him grow in my hand."
Me: At this point in his telling, Michael took a break and left me at his kitchen table with Rae. She smiled as though what we were doing was an everyday occurrence. I smiled back enjoying her beauty. Rae is not really beautiful. She is pretty, very pretty. She has a nice body and a ready smile. She told me how surprised she was when Michael finally related his story to her and how it excited her to hear it. Rae did not elaborate but waited for Michael to return to continue relating his story.
Michael: "johnnie, this makes me sound like one of the characters in your stories but it did happen and it happened the way I'm telling you."
"Robert and I made eye contact, the red brake lights in front of us made his eyes appear almost magenta but his smile was the same warm smile. I reached out slowly with my right hand and replaced my left hand on his cock. I used my left hand to fumble with the zipper on his trousers and Robert didn't try to stop me. He didn't do anything to urge me either."
"Long story short, I fished his cock out of his underwear and found myself trembling at the excitement I was feeling. I masturbated his cock which is a very nice 8" long and thick. When I look back on what I did next, even I'm surprised."
"Without any encouragement from Robert who had remained quiet the whole time, I leaned over and tasted my first cock."
