Snow Bound ARCHINOK@hotmail.com
My first Bi encounter all happened innocently enough four months ago. I was flying back home to Oklahoma from Detroit after an overnight business trip. It was February in Michigan and flights were getting cancelled because of a snowstorm. My original flight kept getting delayed, it was the middle of the afternoon and I still had hopes of getting out of there. I had been hanging out at the gate reading and trying to be patient along with most everyone else. I finally got tired of reading and put down my book. Within a few minutes the guy who had been sitting next to me started small talk about our chances of getting out, the weather, etc..
Anyway, after another hour or so our flight was cancelled. This was about 4:00pm and it was still snowing. The airline said there was a chance some of us could get out on a 7:00 flight that was not full, but there was no guarantee of that. I wanted to get home and he was not from Detroit either, so we did not have a choice. The guy I had been talking to invited me to join him in the bar to kill some time and off we went for some beers. He appeared to be around my age, 30, so we got along great. After a couple of hours of drinking we decided we better head to the gate to see about the standby list. When we got there, the flight had already been cancelled and basically everything was being shutdown. We were not leaving Detroit that day.
Evaluating our options, we shared a cab to the nearest hotel expecting each to get our own rooms and crash for the night. When we got to the counter, they said they were full with all of the other displaced travelers, but at 7:00 there was one room that may become available if the person with the reservation did not show up. That was 10 minutes away and we decide to share the room if we could get it and we did. On our way up we joked about the movie "Planes, Trains, and Automobiles", and hoped we would not find one bed. We opened the door and thank goodness there were two.
By this time we were starving and unfortunately we had no options other than the 7-11 next door. We both went and picked up junk food and a 12 pack and went back to the room to watch TV, eat, and drink. It was a Thursday night so we agreed to watch the NBC lineup. We watched Friend and the next show, and then Will and Grace was about to start. He asked if I liked the show and I said my wife and I watched it and thought it was funny. He said he could really relate to the show and did not say anything else. I thought for a moment and I knew he was not married but had not talked about a girlfriend either, so I asked, "Are you gay?"
He said "Yes, I was not going to say anything but don't worry, you are safe if you want to be." We watched the show, laughing, and me finding myself intrigued by the gay lifestyle in a whole new way. I found myself becoming real curious about it and focusing of the phrase "if you want to be".
When the show was over, we were real quiet. He broke the silence and said he was sorry about saying anything. I responded with telling him not to worry about it, it was fine with me, that I had not really known anyone who was gay and it was all new to me. "Well, as you can see, we are just like you," he replied. "Do you have any questions about being gay since I am the first person you have talked to?"
That started the whole process. I asked him was he always gay, he said he had been with girls in high school, but knew it then too. I asked him if it was easy with society being gay. He said it was harder because of trying to find someone in a minority population, but that being with guys was easy sex wise because guys always like to just have sex. He asked me if I had every done anything with a guy and I had not. He was surprised I had never even masturbated with a guy in my teen years telling me that it was very common. He then told me about parties with his friends where they would end up being sex parties.
Earlier when we had both gotten comfortable, I had stripped to my boxers and t-shirt and lied on my bed. I had noticed him strip to boxer briefs and tank t-shirt and lie on his bed. I did notice his bulge in the same way I notice at the gym but did not really think about it more. Now I was finding myself getting hard when he explained about how much sex he got being gay. I did not get that much sex when I was single scamming chics. I looked over at him and saw the clear outline of an erection in his boxer briefs. He then asked about my sexlife with my wife and I said it was just the same old normal sex after three years of marriage. He asked if she still gave blowjobs and I just laughed and said not anymore.
He saw me adjust my erection and asked if I would like one tonight. I remember thinking "I would love a blowjob but hell no, I am not gay or bi, but then realized I was in a hotel room in Detroit, who was going to know?".
But I did not say anything, rather took my cock out of my fly and began stroking it. He must have thought that meant yes and got up off his bed, knelt beside my bed and looked into my eyes for approval. I looked him straight in the eyes and made that sexual connection. He took my cock and put it back in my boxers and he pulled them off my body. I sat up to take off my t-shirt as he took off his. Now I was naked and he was still kneeling next to my bed in his boxer briefs. He stood up, leaned his chest into mine has he pushed me back on the bed and lied on top of me. I felt our hard cocks against each other and our hard bodies against each other. It was an amazing and different feeling. He then moved down my body toward my dick. My body was quivering in anticipation, almost like I remember my first time with a girl. He knew I was ready so he went to my cock quickly.
Soon my cock was in his mouth and I receiving a long desired blowjob. I had forgotten how good a blowjob felt and he knew how to give one. He played with my balls, licked them, took them in his mouth, and almost deep throated me as part of his routine. It was not long before I knew I was going to cum and was bucking my hips to fuck his mouth. As I had always done before, I announced I was going to cum but he did not move from my cock. I could not take it anymore as I exploded into his mouth and throat. He just kept pumping and sucking it out of me in one of the biggest orgasm I remember in a long time. Never had any of my girlfriends or wife ever swallowed my load when I came, and that was hot.
He backed off my body and looked at me and smiled saying, "See, guys give the best blowjobs". I admitted it was the best I every remember receiving.
With that he lifted his hips and removed his boxer briefs to free his erection saying, "Now if you don't mind, you are not the only one who is going to cum" as he began stroking his cock. He was on his back lying next to me stroking his cock. I looked at his hand on his cock as I fondled my deflating dick. His cock was longer and more defined around the head than mine. And it looked his pubes were almost staved, he had very little pubic hair. It was an amazing site watching him pleasure himself on the same bed with me. I was also intrigued by his cock and looking at it. He looked at me watching him and asked if I wanted to jack him off. I did want to touch it and after what he did for me, I wanted to help him. So I reached out and put my hand over his as he pulled his away. Yep, it felt like a cock as I moved for a better stroking angle. He was dry strokin and I always use my spit to lube mine up when I jacked. So I spit in my palm and went back to strokin his meat. His was a little bigger than mine. I had created a nice little strokin rhythm as I looked at his now wet glistening manhood in my hand. I remember thinking about what I needed to do as I took my left hand and started to cup his balls. They were smooth and hairless in a loose sac.
This felt great to me. I realized he was enjoying it and I was doing it for him. I looked at his body lying there on the bed and realized how much I was into this. About then he reached up and put his hand on my head. I had done this move before and knew what he wanted. He wanted me to go down on him. I was into this now and soon had my tongue flicking the head of his cock. That was enough as he pushed his hips up to my open mouth. The head of the cock filled my mouth as I quickly learned to suck cock. I stroked the base as I took as much of him in as I could as I bobbed and sucked his mushroom head. He was now slowly stroking my again erect cock as I felt his cock stiffening even more. He said he as going to cum as I backed off and started pumping like I do my own. I watched as he unload his cum onto his own stomach, and I pumped out the last of his load rolling over the head and down my hand. I was hot from just getting this guy off. He said I did good for my first time.
I was still hot, or hot again. I found myself grinding my again hard cock into the bed. He reached under and put his hand on my cock again as I ground it into his grip. He said it did not look like I was done and I knew I needed more. He said he was a bottom and I could be his top. After I said I did not know what that meant, he said he preferred to be the receiver rather than the giver. I said I did not know about that when he said not to worry, he always carries protection. He got up and retrieved a condom and some lube out of his bag. He coached me on what to do. He had me lie on my back on the bed as he used the lube and his fingers to loosen his hole. I was strokin myself watching this to keep myself hard. When he was loose enough, he had me put the condom on and he got over top of me and lowered himself onto my hard cock. I felt my cock enter his ass as he slowly worked me into himself. It was like a tight virgin pussy. Soon he had worked as much into me as possible and was fucking me. With his ass cheeks slapping my thighs and his balls swinging around my pubes. I was watching this guy who I had just met naked on top of me with his cock hard again fucking my cock, and when I met him, I was straight. Now it was just two guys in the middle of some raw sex.
But I needed to fuck him and be in control of my cock, so I rolled him off me and asked him how he wanted it. He rolled onto his back and pulled his legs back. I moved into position and easily slid my cock back into his ass.
I fucked him for about five or ten minutes trying to hold back my orgasm.
I would fuck him short and hard, and long and slow, until he said he wanted it now. I watched his stroking himself as knew it was time and started fucking his hard and rough. I felt my cum building in my balls as I took a few last long deep strokes and exploded into the condom buried in his ass. That was enough for him as he exploded his second load all over his chest and stomach again.
That was all for that night as we both showered and collapsed in our own beds, not really saying much after that. The next morning I was awoken to his mouth on my cock as he gave me another great man blowjob. I blew him a little and then jacked him off in the shower before we headed back to the airport where we got flights out that day.
That was the only time I have had man sex so far. I have been surfing the net and may try more guy action when I am able to travel with my work. Until then, it is just the memories and my hand.