Erfan

I am a married forty five year old closeted bisexual man. I have a nice, masculine body, am 6 foot, 1 inch and weigh 180 pounds. I always considered myself straight until my wife had to have a hysterectomy and lost interest in sex. I was too young to live in a sexless marriage so I started playing around with married couples and found out that sex with another man could be exciting and hot.

I soon moved on to only looking for anonymous man-to-man sex and with the help of Craig's List met up with Paolo, a gay man a few years younger than me. It turned out there wasn't good sex chemistry between us, but we became best friends and discreetly went to gay bars, sex clubs and rest areas together. Our taste in men was somewhat different so it was rare that we were competing for the same guys and even if we were, there was no animosity for the "winner." Paolo and I talked on the phone every day and were so close that we shared the most intimate details of our lives, the things that no other living soul knew.

A few months ago, Paolo met a downlow Turkish man named Erfan on a gay app. He is married and has a few kids and was visiting from a different city and in town on business. They had spent a couple of nights together, but Paolo admitted that Erfan just wasn't really his type and added that Erfan's sex drive was just too high for him. Hmmmm, that piqued my interest pretty quickly and I told Paolo I was definitely interested. Paolo informed me that I would have a chance to meet Erfan the next week since he would be in town and would attend Paolo's fortieth birthday party. Paolo added, "He's hot, but he either talks too much telling long boring stories or he wants to fuck too much and for too long." I was now even more interested in Mr. Erfan since I have a knack for allowing other people to talk without my listening and I enjoy a good long fuck.

The next Saturday, the party started at five o'clock pm in an outdoor pavilion at Paolo's apartment complex. I had never really met more than a couple of Paolo's friends since I keep a reasonably low profile. It was a group of about fifteen gay men, five women, Erfan and myself. I arrived a little late and the group was standing around having a welcome aperitif. Paolo was busy coordinating everything so I took a drink and stood a little bit aloof to the side--and then I got a glimpse of Erfan.

Fuck! He was hot! A full-on Turkish dream, six foot, two inches, two hundred pounds, muscular, nicely cut hair and a thick, but well groomed beard. His white polo shirt fitted his masculine physique and showed off his hairy arms and a tuft of hair poking out of the collar of his polo. I chubbed up immediately even before spotting the hefty bulge he was sporting in his tight, straight legged jeans. He dressed to the left and the denim was faded where his mighty cock was lodged.

He was engaged talking to a couple of hot women and I stood there admiring him from a distance somewhat lost in the moment. Suddenly Paolo was beside me and whispered in my ear, "Close your mouth dear or you're going to drool on your shirt, you may have some competition, the Kawolski sisters are on Erfan like flies on shit." The Kawolski sisters, Stefania and Katinka were very hot and clearly had silicone boobs and puffy, implanted lips. They were dressed to kill, showing off their big tits, firm, round asses and long legs. I admit I was also attracted to them.

I took another drink in my hand and unobtrusively made my way over to the threesome and stood beside them. Stefania introduced herself to me and I reciprocated and took the opportunity to interrupt Katinka to introduce myself to her and Erfan. I took Erfan's hand in a strong grip and there was a little competition to see who could grip the hardest. There was a weird chemistry between us that felt like we both were trying to convince each other (and ourselves) that we were perfectly straight and my cock stiffened more.

Paolo announced that we should sit down at the table for some more drinks before dinner and we all began to choose our seats. I made it a point to sit beside Erfan, but in retrospect, I think he was also angling to ensure that we had a chance to sit together. We sat there making small talk and looked deeply into each others' eyes. There was definitely chemistry there, but neither of us had the courage to make the first move. For some reason we were both unsure of any mutual attraction and perhaps didn't want to be rejected by the other. So there we sat in some type of weird paralysis compensating by making rather mundane small talk.

Two of Paolo's gay friends, Erik and Sven sat across from us. Erik was quite handsome, but had an aura of someone who was unfulfilled and bitter with life. Sven was rather ugly and bitchy. Both of them were clearly interested in Erfan and were vying for his attention. They continually interrupted our conversation making a point to talk to Erfan and trying to ignore me. Whenever I joined in the conversation, they would give me insolent looks and rather nasty comments.

Even though he was busy pouring wine and talking with the other guests, Paolo sensed that Erfan and I needed a little push and so he came over to us and said,"Erfan, to answer your earlier question, sorry, no there is no power outlet here in the pavilion to charge your phone, but you are welcome to take your phone up to my apartment to charge. John, can I ask you to show Erfan the way to my apartment?" The three of us knew that Erfan had been in the apartment before and there was no need for me to show him the way.

"I will be happy to show Erfan the way to your apartment," Erik chimed in.

Erfan shut it down quickly and politely by replying, "Thanks, John I would really appreciate it if you could show me the way." Erik pursed his lips and looked sourly at Sven.

Paolo gave me a big wink and a smile and whisipered, "Don't worry, there's plenty of time before dinner is served."

We went up to the apartment, got the phone plugged in and stood across from each other continuing our chatter. While there was clearly sexual attraction between us and the whole thing was clearly set up for success, there was still some invisible barrier holding each of us back.

"Why doesn't he make a move?" I thought and stood there like an idiot.

"Why don't you make a move, dumbass?" I thought to myself and continued to stand there paralyzed.

"Fuck this," I finally said to myself and I reached out and caressed his chest with the back of my hand. Erfan reached out and pulled me into a big bear hug and kissed and sucked on the back of my neck. Mmm, it felt so good and I reciprocated. His strong masculine neck felt so good on my cheek and his scent of cologne and man made me hug him even harder.

I have had a lot of sex with men where there is pure animal lust and where we just jumped each others' bones, but this was a new level. I was clearly lusting for him, but now there was an element of intimacy I had never experienced with a man. Still holding each other, we started to tongue kiss and do a lame slow dance. I put my head on his shoulder and felt like the world was a million miles away, we tongue kissed and I licked and sucked on his thick, wiry beard. The taste of a mixture of cologne and cigarette smoke really turned me on and I licked around his mouth, up his cheek to his ear, back again and sucked on his beard around and under his chin.

Simultaneously, we began to take each other's shirts off, taking time to feel each other's body. His chest was very hairy and muscular and I rubbed my hands gently over it and down to his firm abdomen and I could feel the power in his body. I then licked his hairy chest, nipples and over to his right underarm, pushing my nose roughly into the bushy pit, deeply inhaling the masculine scent that made my cock stand at attention. He massaged my neck with his massive hands, my neck was now so relaxed and limp, and rolling around on my shoulders.

I ran my tongue over his shoulder, down his firm biceps to his hairy forearm, relishing the texture and smell of a real man, down to his big firm hands and meaty fingers. I sucked three of his fingers in my mouth slowly edging them into my throat until there was a soft gag reflex. Erfan groaned with satisfaction.

I knelt down and mouthed his thick, cut cock through his silky boxer briefs and could feel it thickening with the touch of my mouth and tasted his salty pre--cum seeping through. He rubbed my head and neck appreciatively, further fueling my excitement. I pulled his briefs off and licked up and down the thick shaft, drinking in the copious amounts of pre-cum that was freely flowing. I moved down to his smooth balls, licking and nibbling these big orbs and inhaling the manly scent. I tongued in between his balls and felt his big, hard cock on my forehead. He pulled his cock up and let it go so it would gently slap my forehead and that was a real turn on. I moved up and wolfed his cock into my mouth, easing it down in my throat and he moaned. I could feel it twitching and slowed down so that he would not cum.

Erfan knelt down on his knees in front of me, kissed me deeply and pulled my shorts and briefs off and licked and sucked my cock. He nibbled on the foreskin, pulling it back to expose my cockhead and licked and sucked. My seven inches disappeared in his warm, silky mouth and I felt his beard teasing my ball sac. Fuck! I was in heaven! He moved down, teabagged my balls and licked further back to my twitchy hole. He tongue fucked me heartily and said he couldn't wait to tap my hot hole.

We moved into Paolo's bedroom and rolled around kissing and playing with each other's cock. Erfan pushed his hard cock into my balls giving me a sensation of pain and pleasure. He pushed further until his cock was under my balls, between my legs and he fucked my taint. God, this felt good, my taint is super sensitive and any stimulation there makes me super horny.

I threw my legs around his back and he pulled my legs up over my shoulders and he licked my balls and taint. I was squirming with desire and my hole was twitching for cock. He licked further down to my hole and circled the outer ring of my anus with his tongue. Fuck, my body shook. He started a cyclic rhythm in which he teased my hole with his tongue, slipped the tip into my ass, pulled it out and teased the circumference over and over. I was moaning and I could feel my hole opening and closing involuntarily. Finally, he pressed his tongue slowly into my hole and I could feel the sensation of the warm flesh of his tongue sliding deeper. I thought this must be how it feels for a woman when a man eats her out slowly, bringing her to the brink of orgasm.

"Fuck me, Erfan, fuck me now," I moaned.

He didn't listen and kept on with his licking regimen. He pushed his right index finger slowly in my ass and I moaned, then two fingers, then three fingers. My forehead was hot, my heart was beating rapidly and my cock.

"Goddamn, Erfan, fuck me!" I yelled.

He pushed his fingers deeper, circling them inside and stretching out my ass, my cock was r throbbing up and down like a metronome. His middle finger finally found my prostate and precum started flowing out of my cock. When he could sense that I was on the verge of an orgasm, he would slow the rhythm down, slide his fingers back a little bit and push them in again slowly. Fuck! My body was writhing with pleasure, I had never been edged like this in my life. When I realized he was ensuring that I wouldn't shoot, I could lay back and enjoy the experience more.

He crawled up between my legs until he was laying on top of me. We tongue kissed while he was still teasing my hole with his fingers. My whole body was now trembling with the desire to be fucked. He moved up onto his knees and moved to where just the head of his hard cock touched the outside of my hole. He massaged my anus with his cock, circling around the hole and just touching the outside of the hole itself.

"Fuck me now!" I commanded, but he didn't take any heed.

He pushed his cockhead into my hole slowly and I thought, "Fuck yes! Finally!" He however did the same regimen he did with his fingers, but now with his cock. He stimulated the anus, teased the hole until I couldn't take it any more. I wrapped my legs around his ass and pulled him into me. His cock slowly slid with no resistance until he was balls deep. His cock, was thick, long and warm and he slowly fucked me with long strokes where he pulled his cock almost completely out and then slowly back in as far as he could. This slow motion fuck allowed my ass to feel maximum stimulation to my canal. Fuck! This felt good, my whole body was relaxing every time his cock was fully in. I was on the verge of cumming several times, but each time he slowed down the tempo until I could control myself.

After a while, he increased the rhythm to a faster and harder tempo. He leaned in and kissed me, squeezed my mouth open with one hand and let a large glob of spit travel from his mouth to mine. I swallowed it greedily and indicated with my tongue I wanted more. He kept fucking me like this for a long time and I was enjoying it so much that I didn't want it to end.

After some more time, he pulled out and turned me around to fuck me doggy style. He slipped his dick slowly into my ass and fucked me slowly for a while and increased the tempo until he was slamming me hard enough that my head hit the headboard of the bed. "Yes, Erfan, fuck me, fuck me," and this drove him on to fuck faster and harder. He got on his haunches and fucked me even deeper and his big balls were swinging and slapping my taint which was tingling with pleasure.

He learned over me and I could feel his wiry chest hair tickle my smooth back. He pulled on my nipples and my cock throbbed again close to shooting! He increased the tempo and started moaning. I knew he was close to shooting so I pulled on my cock in sync with the rhythm of his cock plowing in and out.

His body began to tremble and shake violently and he made grunting and growling noises until it was a full yell. He pushed one last time pressing my head into the headboard and shot his big load deep into my hole. I shot my load seconds later and when he finally stopped pumping my ass, we fell in a heap onto the bed.

It was hot in Paolo's apartment so we were dripping with sweat. We took a shower together soaping each other, kissing and repeating the lame slow dance. We would have stayed there longer, but the hot water ran out. We dressed and went back to Paolo's party.

Sven and Erik gave us disapproving looks as we rejoined the group at the table. Erfan noticed and leaned over and gave me a kiss on my lips just to fuel their jealousy. They pursed their lips and looked at each other like two prim, disapproving old ladies. I just grinned, looking them in the face the whole time and raised my glass of champagne toward them with a hearty "Cheers!"

During dinner, Erfan and I groped each other under the table, both of us sporting hardons and I had trouble concentrating on the food, conversation and entertainment. Most of my interactions with men have been fully based on sexual attraction, a quick fuck and go, but Erfan was different, I felt an intimate attraction to him and I enjoyed being in his company during the dinner. I knew I had to be careful not to get too attached to him.

Stefania and Katinka came over and started rubbing Erfan's shoulder. "Oh there you are, we were afraid you had left us! Where were you?"

"He was up in Paolo's apartment fucking John," Erik spewed out haughtily and the chatter from the entire table stopped and everyone looked at us.

"UUUUh, Erik, kitten has claws! Jealous, are we?" Steffania replied in a very affected accent that made us all roar.

Anger overcame Erik's face and he was very uncomfortable. He turned to Sven, whom he saw was also laughing and said, "Shut up, Sven!" and then added "Fuck You, Stefania!"

Erfan became clearly angry, stood up and leaned over the table into Erik's face and said calmly but sternly, "What did you say to the lady?"

Erik was flustered by Erfan's aggressive manner and for being confronted. He stammered meekly, "Uuhh, uuhh, what?"

"What did you say to the lady?" Erfan repeated in a threatening manner.

Erik regained his anger and shouted to Erfan, "Fuck you, too!"

Paolo arrived on the scene and took Erik's arm in the crook of his arm, "Erik, will you be a doll and please come and help me with the appetizers?" Erik was angry and confused, but mostly embarrassed that he had lost his temper. He allowed Paolo to lead him away from the table and we didn't see him anymore.

Sven jovially took his glass up and shouted "Cheers to Paolo!"

The normal chatter of the table resumed and that was that. Later Paolo told me that he had led Erik to his car and asked him to leave.

Stefania and Katinka came and sat on either side of Erfan and myself. "So, is true what Erik said?" Stefania, who was sitting beside me whispered as she rubbed her against mine under the table. I gave her a crooked smile but no more information.

She rubbed her body up against my shoulder and arm and I put my hand on her thigh and massaged it gently and moved it slowly up under her dress and could feel that she wasn't wearing any panties. I looked over at Erfan and he winked at me. He moved the table cloth enough so I could see that Katinka had her hand wrapped around his hard cock.

Erfan and looked at each other like "Okay, what's next here?"