Daves Dilemma Pt 01

It took two years for him work up the courage to be here. Leading a busy family life made it nearly impossible to get away. Sometimes he felt as if he was in his own prison, and he had lost the only key.

So why was he sitting here all alone?

Why was he hiding in the darkest part of this bar?

How was he going to be noticed and ignored both the same time?

He wasn't dressed noticeably well, and nothing about his physique was particularly unique. He wore loose black jeans, and a red plaid shirt. Dave was about as average as a cookbook in a thrift shop.

That's the way he felt comfortable, and he was doing his best to blend in.

He set his scotch glass down on the sticky bar table, and nervously glanced around the bar. The man he was staring at seemed to stick out a bit. He didn't really look like most of the other beefy guys in the bar. Most of the guys in the bar looked more like Dave. They looked like 'average Joes', and not like the handsome hunk sitting at the bar.

He was a clean-shaven and wearing a tight black V-neck. His upper body was so muscular that his big arms barely fit inside his shirt. Dave tried his best not stare at him, but he couldn't resist looking in his direction. There was something about his long black ponytail, and chiseled upper body. Dave raised his glass, and pressed his lips against it. As he finished his drink, he watched his every move.

He watched as his new crush drank shot after shot of tequila. He pretended to drink while the handsome guy in the ponytail chatted with the handsome blue-eyed bartender. Truthfully, his glass was empty but he just needed a reason to stare.

They were both laughing loudly and seem to be having a great time. They seemed so comfortable with each other. It was as if they knew each other for decades. Perhaps they were lovers, or perhaps they were just being social.

Perhaps he could simply walk over to the bar and introduce himself?

He really wanted to make a move, but he didn't want to interrupt their good time. The guy with the big upper body was so much hotter than he was. Why would he be interested in the beefy middle-aged guy sitting alone at the back of the bar?

Dave sighed and put his empty glass down. He decided it was time to go back to his hotel

Surely his wife wouldn't approve of him doing this. Surely she wouldn't approve of him trying to hook up with a guy in a gay bar. Maybe it was better this way, and maybe it was time for him to head out.

He got up off his chair and headed towards the bars only exit.

He struggled to wobble his way around the empty metal bar stools. The few drinks he drank earlier hit him harder than he thought. He wasn't really a lightweight, but his nerves caused the alcohol to seep through him.

It was nearly impossible to avoid the guy with the ponytail. There was no way around him, and he sat directly in his narrow path. He was so close that Dave could see his nipples pushing through his shirt.

He turned towards Dave and their eyes met for a brief moment.

Dave tried to politely ask him if he could pass. But he barely heard him, he continued to try and work his way around him. But the sexy stranger just wouldn't get out of the way. Dave tried to talk a bit louder, but the music was so loud it wasn't working.

"My name's Richard" He said, extending his hand.

He must have mistakenly thought that Dave was trying to introduce himself.

"Dave, I'm D...d...d...a...ve..." He stammered, as Richard wrapped his fingers around tight around his open hand.

He wouldn't let go of Dave's hand. He had the strongest handshake Dave ever felt.

"Come have drink with us" He said, slowly letting go of Dave's hand.

Richard could see Dave still needed a bit more convincing. He leaned forward and whispered something in Dave's left ear. A big smile spread across Dave's face, and he decided to stick around. The bartender smiled at them as Richard casually wrapped his arm around Dave's sweaty back.

Even though Dave hated being touched, he didn't seem to mind having Richards arm wrapped around him. Richard suggested they head towards the back of the bar, since it was a bit quieter back there.

Dave was still very nervous, but he slowly opened up to Richard. It was likely that the pitcher of Sangria was helping. Deciding to tell Richard about his wife and two kids was probably the hardest part. In a weird and twisted way, he felt that it was important for him to be honest. It still wasn't something he wanted to bring up, but he felt better about it.

Richard didn't seem to be bothered by Dave hiding his secret from his family. Richard opened up his wallet and showed him a picture of his own family. It was a small picture of him with his pretty brunette ex-wife and redheaded daughter. They looked like the picture perfect family.

Dave finished his shot and took his wallet out. He showed Richard a picture of his pretty redhead wife, and his twin redheads. It was refreshing that he actually had something in common with Richard. It was a strange coincidence that the hottest guy in the bar had so much in common with him. Somehow it all felt so much better, it felt like he wasn't doing something terribly wrong. At least he wasn't sitting alone anymore. He wanted to rip Richard's tight shirt right off, and kiss every part of his hot body.

Richard drank another shot, and explained his complicated family situation.

He explained that it took a few years, but his ex-wife slowly accepted that he had an affinity for men. She would watch as he fooled around with some of their guy friends. That was their little 'deal'. Let him do whatever he wanted, as long as she watched. Sometimes, she would even join in and they would take turns. Slowly, he realized he wanted more than having his wife watch. He wanted more than just a threesome.

Richard's first relationship with a guy lasted over a year. It was one of the guys from his motorcycle club. He would tell his wife he was going on a motorcycle ride, but really he was having passionate gay sex. He was always the bottom, and really enjoyed bending against the motorcycle while getting penetrated.

One booze filled night, he accidentally confessed what he was doing. When she found out he was cheating behind her back, they both decided to end their marriage. Richard had gone too far, he had broken their special rule. It didn't mean he was a bad father, and he always treated his kids with devotion. He even shared custody, and was very involved in every part of their lives.

Richard reached out and caressed the palm of Dave's hand. They took a break from the conversation, and just sat across each other and smiled. Richard had no idea how fast Dave's heart was beating as he got lost in Richard's perfect silver eyes.

Richard leaned forward and gave Dave a soft kiss on the cheek, causing him to melt on the inside.

Richard stopped caressing his hand, and excused himself to go to the washroom. As he walked off, Richard turned back and smiled at him. Dave couldn't believe he had just been caught checking out another's man's rear end. He never looked at a guys butt that way. Not the way he just gawked at Richard's. He was caught staring at it as if it were a piece of sweet candy.

It was hard for him not to notice him though.

Richard was wearing tight blue Levi's. They were tight enough to accentuate his perfectly formed muscular bottom. Dave waited impatiently for Richard to come back to the booth. He was trying his best not to fantasize about him. His thoughts were interrupted by Richard, who was standing above him near at the end of the small booth.

He had already taken it this far, and he had so much in common with Richard. He was so far away from home, who would even know? How would anyone find what they did?

Richard took Dave's hands and placed them on his behind. Dave looked up at smiled as he gave Richard's butt a gentle squeeze. He was finally tipsy enough not to care about being seen in a gay bar. He squeezed it again, this time a little bit harder.

"Don't think I didn't see you staring at my ass" Richard said.

This time he squeezed his butt much harder, gripping it as hard as he could. As he leaned against his shoulder, Dave could feel something poking him. Richard took one of his hands off his behind, and placed it on his crotch. Dave slid his hand up against his jeans zipper, softly caressing him.

"Come let's dance" Richard suggested.

Dance? He hadn't danced in years, and he was notoriously terrible at it.

He didn't want to dance.

He just wanted rub his hands all over Richard's hot body.

He grabbed Dave's arm and pulled him up out of the booth. He wrapped his arm around his back again, and led him to one of the back corners of the bar.

Richard grabbed both his hands, and pinned him hard against the brick wall in the corner.

Richard grabbed a fistful of his shirt, and pushed his tongue down deep inside his mouth. He had secretly kissed guys before, but never in a public place. It was never good like this, never with the raw passion that Richard had. Dave's knees started to become weak as Richard started to kiss him more and more passionately.

"Stick your hands down my pants, and squeeze my ass" Richard whispered in his ear.

"Right here, people can...um...see us."

"It's dark in here, just do it...trust me..."

Richard passionately kissed Dave below the ear, causing him to buckle.

They continued to make-out passionately while grinding their bodies together. To most people in the bar, it just looked like another couple dancing into the night. Nobody around them knew that a pair of hands was slowly making its way down Richards's jeans. Richard continued to kiss Dave on the neck as Dave squeezed his butt. They continued grinding back and forth to the music, with Dave burying his hands further and further inside Richard's jeans.

Richard was swelling up against Dave's thighs, as they grinding their bodies to the 90's pop. He stopped kissing the side of Dave's neck, and they passionately bit back and forth at each other's lips.

Richard stopped biting his lip, and pressed his face against Dave's.

"Finger my ass" He whispered in Dave's ear.

"Someone will see...."

But Richard kissed Dave on the lips, and stared deep into his eyes.

It was way too hard for Dave to say no to those perfect lips, and big silver puppy eyes.

As they continued dancing to the music, Dave slid his index finger up and down inside Richard's pants. Richard gasped as Dave's finger penetrated him.

Richard moaned like crazy as Dave pushed his finger deeper inside him.

"There are too...too....many people...we need to stop..."

Dave was right, and the bar was getting crowded. It was definitely too crowded for what they were doing. The biggest problem was that the dance floor was slowly starting to spill over to where they were. They reluctantly stopped what they were doing, and continued grinding back and forth. Dave was even starting to enjoy the dancing. But he was also enjoying Richard's lips pressed against his neck, and something very hard digging into his thigh.

The loud 90's music slowed down, and lights around the bar began to dim. They wrapped their hands around each other's backsides, as the grinding turned into a sort of romantic slow dance. Dave looked up and stared at Richard in disbelief, but Richard just smiled back at him. He couldn't believe Richard would do that!

"Are you mad? Here, in front of everyone?" He whispered in Richard's ear.

Richard had taken his left hand, and guided it down inside his pants.

His jean zipper was open wide, and it was pretty clear he wasn't wearing underwear. Dave glanced around to make sure nobody was looking. He started to caress Richard, feeling his big member slowly expand.

Richard wasn't fully hard, but he was massive!

Dave fumbled inside his jeans, struggling to wrap his fingers around his massive sweat covered cock! He wanted to make him hard so badly, but was also trying to make sure nobody saw what he was doing. He wrapped his fingers tighter around him, and slowly stroked him up and down. Just as he made him hard, the music went from slow to fast. Worried that someone would see them, Richard quickly tucked it back inside his pants and did up his zipper.

They continued to sweat away as the bar got a bit wilder. A few of the beefy guys on the dance floor removed their shirts, and they grinded their hairy upper bodies together.

"You see those two beefy guys grinding together...they're both married..." Richard pointed out.

As this point Dave was having such a good time, he didn't even care about who was cheating on who. He had completely forgotten that a few hundred miles away his wife was probably putting the kids to bed. She probably thought he was alone, and fast asleep in his hotel room.

If she saw what he was doing she would probably kill him. She had no idea that her husband's hands were sliding up and down Richards's smooth abs, and caressing his soft skin as they made out. If only she could see Richard pressing his swollen cock into her husband's body, as her husband once again had his hands on his backside.

They both completely lost track of time. After a few more songs, the bar began to empty out. It was the lights going on, that finally caused them to notice it was time to go.

"Do you want to come back to my place?" Richard asked.

Dave thought about it for about a second flat. He was here on business, and he was several hundred miles away. His wife would never know if he spent the night with another man. Besides they were strangers, and they would never see each other again.

Richard leaned forward and whispered something in his ear. It was the same thing he whispered to him when they first met.

"So do you want to....?"

Dave leaned up and kissed him on the lips. It was the first time he made a move on a guy. It was what Richard had whispered in his ear, which put him under his spell. It caused him to shake all over, and be instantly placed under his hypnosis.

Richard smiled at him, and pulled him close to his body. Dave slid his hands inside shirt, and reached up to caress his chest.

"Sorry lovers, we're closing"

Richard turned back and jokingly flipped off the bartender. The bartender just sort of smiled back at him. Richard put a thick wad of cash on the counter, and told the bartender to keep the change. He was rich and handsome? That was just another reason to make Dave melt.

They walked out of the bar with Dave's hand against Richards behind, and Richards hand around Dave's sweaty back. Dave never bothered asking how they were getting to back his place, but a shiny red and black Harley answered that question a few short blocks later.

Richard let go of his back and handed him a dark black motorcycle helmet. They spent the next fifteen minutes cruising down the winding highway. Dave was always terrified of motorcycles, and hated the loud noise. But he quickly forgot about all his fears, as he wrapped his hands tight around Richard's waist.

Richard let go of one of the handlebars and guided Dave's hand between his legs. He undid his zipper and Dave eagerly ran his hand up and down his exposed cock. Dave struggled to wrap his fingers around him, now that he was fully hard. Dave continued to stroke him up and down until they got to his place.

Richard turned the key, and cut the engine.

As soon as he locked the apartment door behind them, he lifted his shirt above his head.

Dave knew he was showing off, and how eager he was too reveal his perfectly chiseled upper body. It was clear he spent many hours in the gym with such a well defined physique. He pulled his hair elastic out and let his hair hang loosely over his smooth muscular backside. He grabbed Dave's hand, and guided it up and down his smooth chest. Richard grabbed Dave's shirt, and pulled it so hard the buttons flew onto the floor. Bead of sweat formed between their bare upper bodies as they kissed more and more intensely.

Richard walked pushed Dave aside, and walked over to the couch

He sunk down into the couch, and quickly undid his belt. He unbuttoned his jeans, and pulled his zipper all the way down. It was as if he was revealing some sort of juicy treasure to Dave. Although Dave had been stroking him the whole way home, he didn't really get a good look. Richard reached down and slowly stroked himself. He pulled his thin skin back and forth against his thick circumcised 'helmet'. Dave was still standing and staring at him. He was practically drooling, as Richard went faster.

Richard stopped, and pulled his pants down a lower. He smiled at Dave as he revealed his unusually large clean-shaven balls. He gripped his balls softly in one hand and continued to stroke himself. Not only was it the thickest cocks Dave had ever seen, it was also pretty long.

He was thick everywhere, and had big protruding veins running up and down his wide shaft. He was mostly clean-shaven, with the exception of a tiny black patch of neatly trimmed pubic hair just above his cock.

"Want to suck it?"

Dave practically ran over to couch, and went on his knees in front of Richard's exposed cock.

Richard reached down and toyed with Dave's dark brown hair as he desperately tried to wrap his lips around him. Richard kept reaching down, and sliding his cock all over Dave's wide open mouth. Dave fought back and forth, and finally got his lips wrapped tightly around his tip.

But Richard reached down and pulled it out of his mouth again.

He grabbed the middle of his cock, and slapped it gently against Dave's lips. Dave grabbed his hand and pushed it aside. He wanted that meaty cock back in his mouth!

He grabbed the bottom of Richard's cock, and wrapped his lips tightly around him. He removed his hand, and gently squeezed his swelling balls. But he could only handle so much, and pretty soon his jaw started to hurt. He opened up his lips, and his saliva dripped all over Dave's balls.

"Let me taste you" Richard mumbled, between his soft moaning.

Having Richard's cock deep in his mouth really caused Dave to swell up like crazy.

Dave stood up, and Richard reached up and grabbed his pants.

There was still saliva dripping from Dave's mouth, and he pushed his pants down to the floor. His swollen chubby cock pushed hard against his tight white underwear. He wasn't nearly as big as Richard but he had been told he was 'decent sized'.

Richard sucked on Dave's very swollen balls through his underwear, causing him to flinch wildly. He pressed his hands against his balls, and licked his swollen cock up and down. Once Dave's underwear was soaked with saliva, Richard grabbed the elastic and pulled the underwear to the floor. As soon as his underwear came down, his cock flung forward.

Richard had to tightly hold onto Dave's thighs, because he kept nearly falling over.

"Holy shit, you're good so much better than my wife!" Dave blurted.

His cock was buried deep in Richard's mouth, and his open lips were pressed hard against his hairy balls.

Richard stopped slowly opened his mouth, and started to stroke it in and out of his mouth. There was so much Saliva dripping from Dave that Richard's hand easily glided back and forth. He was so good at it, Dave was afraid he would finish. Luckily, Richard stopped just in the nick of time.

"Sit down on the couch, I need to grab something"

He watched Richard walk towards the bedroom. He was doing his best not to stroke himself. Dave knew if he reached between his legs, it would be a matter of seconds. Richard turned back and smiled at the naked beefy guy on his couch.

It was the second time he was caught staring at his backside. This time Richard was completely naked, and his perfectly shaped butt was clearly visible. He took a minute to flex his thick butt muscles, clearly showing them off.