A married man has the urge to have sex with another man and eventually succeeds, while cheating on his wife

This story starts several years back when I first found
this web-site and quickly fell for the interesting
people and their profiles, this brought some of my
fantasies to the surface and my mind just swirled with
the possibilities of this lifestyle.

It took some time for me to come up with a way to bring
it up to my wife Barbara that I was on the site as well
as highly interested in joining. To cut to the chase,
she was reluctant at first but agreed to put up a
profile. After that we saw a couple’s profile and
quickly realized we knew them. Barbara asked, “Do you
think they would be ok?”

I said, ‘I don’t know if I should tell you this or not
but Paige came onto me once.” Paige was half of the
couple we knew, as well as her boyfriend Austin.

When I asked her a few questions about her preferences,
Barbara told me that for a brief time in her life when
they were younger she and a female friend had sexual
contact, so I asked, ‘Would you like to list herself as
bi?’

She said, “More like just bi-curious.”

That’s when I confessed to her that I was interested in
trying out some bisexual play myself, and how hot it
would be to do this together. So the search was on for a
couple in the area whose profile listed either as bi or
bi-curious.

So Austin and Paige were now off the list, but we found
a great couple Donna and Calvin that both of us had
interest in, and struck up an online friendship, they
eventually invited us to meet.

After the place and time was set, Barbara and I pulled
into the parking lot, got out of the car but before we
went in she said, ‘I’m having second thoughts.’

I told her, ‘I was about to say the same thing.’

So we dropped it at that point and emailed Donna and
Calvin an apology for wasting their time.

Time passed but I just hadn’t been able to let it go.
Whenever I bring up the subject of meeting with a few
other couples I have keep in touch with, Barbara just
doesn’t share my enthusiasm.

I don’t know if it was the complete lack of support from
her or just my outright passion for having a hard dick
in my mouth while Barbara rode my dick or even the guy’s
wife. But I really needed to pursue this, even if
Barbara wasn’t interested in participating.

So as I looked for a couple to take me under their wing,
so to speak but none gave me any consideration, but on
the other hand I was constantly getting email from bi,
bi-curious and even straight guys, married or not,
asking if I would be interested in meeting with them
alone.

At first I thought it would be awkward, but I so wanted
to try some dick. In desperation I made a decision to
move forward and accepted the invitation from a guy
named Eugene to meet for some mm play.

After many chats on line about some of the things we
wanted out of the friendship and ultimately what we both
wanted sexually from each other. We decided to meet in
public at a local Ace hardware store.

Eugene was about 10 years older than me but he was
definitely in fit shape. He was a little shorter than my
6-feet, clean shaven and well-manicured hair.

We shook hands and said our hellos, as well as some
idyll chit chat about hardware and other incidental
bull-shit. Then Eugene asked, ‘Do you want to proceed
with our plans to meet up tomorrow morning at my house?’

‘I feel comfortable about following up with it, if you
do.’

His response was, ‘Yes.’

would only have about a 2 hour window to play at his
house between the time his wife Janice went to work and
the time his daughter Patricia would get home from her
third shift job,

I was to wait a few blocks away in a convenience store
parking lot for his message that the coast was clear for
me to come over.
I was so excited as I waited for his message that my
heart was pounding about 90 MPH and my dick was the
hardest it had ever been in anticipation.

On schedule the message that the coast was clear along
with instructions to park in the shopping mall across
the alley behind his house, come in the back gate,
across the yard and to come to the backdoor.

When I knocked Eugene open it immediately and welcomed
me with as much enthusiasm as I was feeling as verified
by the bulge in his loose fitting gym shorts.

He asked, ‘Do you want anything, like a coke or some
coffee?’

I politely refused either.

So he said, “I have a spot ready for us in the back
room. Would you like to go on back and get on with it?”

I told him, ‘I definitely want to see what’s causing the
bulge in your shorts.”

Eugene laughed and said, “Come on back and I’ll show
you.”

The room was dimly lit, warmed enough to be comfort
naked and music playing softly in the background. After
closing the door he turned and without another word bent
in towards me and planted his lips on mine and
passionately kissed me.

I was confused and didn’t knowing what to do. I’d come
here prepared to suck his dick, but this was different.
It was a kiss, something far more intimate than taking
his dick in my mouth. Not wanting to derail the meeting
before I got what I wanted. I mentally gritted my teeth
and let my body take over and returning the kiss. When
Eugene’s tongue slipped out and started probe my mouth I
parted my lips and let it in.

Caught up in the passion of the kiss I unthinkingly
flicked out my tongue and suddenly we were French
kissing. Heady spinning, I was in a world of my own and
didn’t care how gay kissing a man made me. Eyes closed,
I enjoyed his passionate kiss.

Coming to my senses I broke the kiss and stepped back
away from his embrace.

Unabashed, he asked, ‘Would you like to get
comfortable?’ as Eugene removed his shirt and dropped
his shorts to expose his cock to me, in its full erect
glory.

I started to disrobe and when I was removing my
underwear I saw there was already a wet spot from the
pre cum on the crotch.

Smiling, Eugene stepped right in front of me he said,
“Don’t be shy. You can touch it. Let’s get familiar with
each other.”

We both reached for the others dicks and started to
slowly stroke them, I’d held my own hard dick 1000s of
time but somehow holding another man’s felt different
somehow. It was probably my imagination but his felt
harder and warmer. Just holding it sent a shiver though
my body.

Eugene reached around with his other hand and grabbed my
ass so I did the same with my free hand.

As he squeezed my butt cheeks, Eugene made the comment,
“You have a very nice dick.”

I stumbled over my own tongue, as I stammered, “Yours is
nice too.”

After a few minutes of this intense stroking Eugene
said, ‘why don’t you have a seat and relax.”

He had an overstuffed chair with a towel laid over the
seat cushion. I let go of his hard dick and sat down,
thinking that he was going to step up to me and offer
his throbbing cock for me to suck on.

Instead he said, ‘Lean back and relax. You’re going to
enjoy this.”

As I leaned back, he knelt down in front of me, placed
his hands on my knees, sped my legs open and put his
face in my lap and he engulfed my cock all in one
motion. My cock in his mouth, he moved his hands down
and started to slowly caress my balls with one hand and
encircle the base of my cock with a thumb and index
finger.

Moaning, ‘Mmmmmmm,’ he slowly moved his mouth up and
down on my hard shaft. Excited beyond belief, this sent
me over the top a lot sooner than I wanted to, and I
warned him, “Ooohhhh my god, I’m cumming! I’m actually
going to cum in your mouth!’

Not stopping, Eugene kept on sucking, bobbing his head
faster and faster. Unlike my wife Barbara, as I blew my
load into his mouth, Eugene just kept on bobbing his
mouth up and down. And when I exploded he swallowed
every bit of me.

My dick went limp in his mouth before he was satisfied
that he’d got every drop of cum I could pump out.
Parting his lips, he just let me fall out of his mouth.
Looking up at me and asked, “how did you like that?’

What else could be said except, “That was wonderful,
thank you.”

As Eugene stood up I said, ‘May I return the favor?”

He said, “I’m looking forward to it,” as we swapped
positions and I subserviently got on my knees in front
of him. My heart was pounding with the excitement in
anticipation of what I was about to do, I reached for
his dick and as I stroked it, it got bigger and bigger.
It was the most beautiful cock I have ever seen. Long
and thick with a perfect reddish-purple head. The shaft
was perfectly smooth with rope-like veins under the
skin.

I leaned forward and took it in my mouth. The velvety
skin was softer on my lips than I expected it to be and
pliable but the shaft was very hard.

Not knowing what exactly to do, at first I just held it
there marveling at the slight salty taste of his skin
and the fact that I finally had a dick in my mouth.

Then I just followed Eugene’s lead, doing what he’d just
done to me. As I sucked and licked, I slowly moved my
mouth up and down his thick shaft while at the same
time, gently caressing his hairy man balls.

It was so much bigger than mine, I was worried that I
couldn’t fit it in all the way. I tried my wife
Barbara’s usual slow up and down, but he started
hunching his hips up out of the chair and thrust so hard
and fast that couldn’t breathe. I had to pull off to
catch my breath.

When I explained that I had a hard time breathing around
his huge cock Eugene thought was amusing.

I did a slow bob, taking a little more and a little more
until it bumped the back of my throat. But there was
still an inch or two left so I pushed hard and was
barely able to bury the whole cock in my mouth. It was a
little painful but I was happy I was able to do it.

Eugene congratulated me on being able to take it so
deep. ‘Few can,’ he said, which I found very gratifying.
I held him deep and worked it with my tongue. He loved
that.

His shaft was rigid so it was hard to comfortably get it
down my throat.

As I sucked I then thought to myself, what will happen
when I make him cum? Should I let him cum in my mouth
and swallow or jerk him off all over the place and make
a mess. I didn’t know what exactly to do, until Eugene
started to groan, ‘Uuuuuuugh,’ and he asked, ‘Are you
ready to taste me?”

I just mumbled, “Mmmmmmm,” as I kept sucking.

Then his groans got louder and he mumbled almost
painfully, ‘Here it comes,” as he shot his load deep in
my mouth. I kept sucking as I swallowed. When I finished
I was proud of myself because I hadn’t let a single drop
escape my lips.

Still down on my knees I asked Eugene, ‘How’d I do?’

He said, ‘You brought me to a climax faster than anyone
else ever has.’

I took it as a compliment.

We got dressed and just barely made it out to the
kitchen as his daughter Patricia pulled into the
driveway.

We were sitting at the table with cups of coffee as she
walked in. he introduced me as a longtime friend and
told her we were getting ready to go fishing.

We’ve both talked about what a close call that was to
getting caught. Since we’ve enjoyed playing with each
other on a regular basis, as well as talk about doing
more than just sucking and jerking. But now we’re more
careful about the times and places we met.

I’m no longer bi-curious. In fact I’d say that I’m bi.
And can’t wait to experience sex with a woman who’ll let
me taste her husband’s dick after he’d just got done
fucking her.

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