Athletic Dave - [MM] | 2016

Sexuality is a funny thing. I've always been a red meat and potatoes kind of guy. Give me a beautiful woman with a thick ass or some gorgeous tits and I'm a happy camper. I had never really considered anything else.

That is, until I met Dave.

About 5'10, athletic body, scruffy beard and beautiful blue eyes. By all objective standards, Dave was a good looking guy. And while I wasn't initially attracted to him, I could see why people would find him good looking.

We worked together at the local YMCA. And so, while hanging out at the front desk, we would often joke around together and inevitably the topic of sex would come up. One particularly slow evening, Dave turned to me and says, "So...are you and your wife swingers or anything?" A little taken a back, yet, the question for some reason didn't seem totally out of place.

"Naw", I responded. "I'd love to try something different. But she'd never go for it."

"You into other dudes?", he asked, raising one eyebrow. And it was in that moment that I realized he was hitting on me. "Uh...I mean, I'd try anything once, I guess.", I replied. The conversation then seamlessly transitioned to something else. But that moment just sat there over our relationship for the next month or so.

Couple of months later my wife was going to be out of town for the weekend. One night this came up in conversation with Dave and I mentioned that he should come over and we could watch some basketball together. I'd be lying if I said there wasn't the hope somewhere in the back of my mind that something might happen but at the moment, we said nothing of it.

The evening came and Dave came over. When he arrived, he showed up in a nice tight muscle shirt, a little hair showing through the top and some sweatpants. I could feel my heart rate increase while we came in through the front door.

We ordered some pizza and each had a beer while we found some game to watch on tv. Conversation was light hearted and occasionally we would do something that brought us closer together on the couch. The tension was mounting.

The fourth quarter was coming to the close of an otherwise boring game. But in truth, overtime was just about to begin.

Sensing the make it or break it moment, Dave leaned over and says, "Remember how you said you'd try anything once?" My goodness, my blood was pumping so hard at this point. Trying to play it cool, I responded, "Yeah, what did you have in my mind?"

"I think you know...", he softly responded. And this point it turned into a blur as he slowly reached his hand into my pants and grabbed my pulsating cock. I did what my instincts told me to do and leaned down, slid off his pants and took his 8 solid inches into my mouth. Shortly after we began to 69 for what felt like seconds but in truth was probably about 30 minutes.

Finally, I came up to his ear and begged him, "Make me your bitch, please"

What followed was equally the most gentle an intense hour of my life as Dave and I took turns fucking each other bareback and doggy style.

Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and i begged him to please cum inside of me. Needed no more prompting, he bread me like I couldn't believe possible. The feeling of his warm cum shooting ropes inside of my sore ass was to this day, one of the best feelings ever.

Gently, he then proceeded to take me in his mouth until I cleared out everything inside of me down his throat.

We went at it several more times that evening. To this day, Dave and I occasionally meet up when the wife's out of town. But truthfully, there's nothing quite like that first time.