After months of dicking around and avoiding "it", I finally made it to their home. We had meet through a gay web site, emailed each other, chatted a bit through AIM, exchanged telephone numbers, addresses, and talked on the telephone.
All of this was with Don. Bob would come later. I felt very comfortable with Don even though we had yet to meet face to face. We picked an evening and I cleared the date with my loving wife. I came home early from work, cleaned myself from head to toe and put on the clothes she and I had agreed on, kissed her, and drove off. As usual I left her with my date's phone numbers, pictures, and addresses.
I parked in their driveway and stepped out looking to the West at a gorgeous sunset. I rang the doorbell and heard a deep barking noise. Don met me and invited me in to their home. I met Bob and Butch, the dog. After a brief tour of their home we retired to the living room. Nice house. I gave them my gifts and we sat down and spent at least two hours talking. They were doing their heartfelt best to make me feel comfortable. After all, the possibility of sex with two gay men was why I was there.
Don asked, "What is your decision. Do you want to have sex with us or not?"
The room was quiet and I looked at each of them and gave my answer.
"You guys are hot as hell, but no I don't think so." I replied.
"Ok. That's alright. We just want you to feel good and to be comfortable. You are always welcome here with or without the sex."
A few more minutes of talk and I was out the door after getting a great big hug from two very nice and good looking men.
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I drove home with conflicting feelings and emotions. Damn! What an ass!
Now back to the present moment. Once again I cleaned my body from head to toe. Shaved my face as usual and payed particular attention to my pubic area. No nicks or cuts tonight!
This time I even cleaned my ass as best I could in the shower. Interesting what can be done with a removable shower-head. I wanted to be clean. Just in case.
We had stayed in touch and after much internal conflict I resolved to make one last attempt. Once again we arranged a date and time and off I went. The usual rules with the wife.
I parked in the driveway, rang the doorbell, and was greeted by Butch's loud barks. Don opened the door and almost yanked me inside the house. After shutting the door, he hugged me and gave me a big open mouthed kiss. I responded in the only way I knew how. I kissed him back. He grabbed my ass and let me go.
I turned and there was Bob. Same scene. We broke apart and I set my camera down. kicked off my sandals, and handed my card to Bob.
"Chuckle. Cute." Bob said, and handed the card to Don. Same reaction. Nice little picture on the front of a tea pot, tray, flowers, etc. Inside was blank. I had signed it, "Or Me."
"I sure do want a picture of that grapefruit tree Don." I said.
"Later." he said, and reaching out pulled me, my backside first, into his arms. I'm 5'10" and 175 pounds. Don is 6'2" and 240 pounds. I could feel his hard cock in the crack of my ass and he squeezed my cock through my shorts.
"Is that a cock I feel?" I said, chuckling.
"Let's go into the bedroom." Don said.
I followed Don into the bedroom. It had a huge oversize bed and the usual dresser, etc.
"Oh, put in the tape Bob."
"Right."
Don turned back to me, pulling off his T-shirt. He reached over and started to take off my glasses.
I protested, "I won't be able to see the TV."
(One of our earlier conversations was me asking if they had any gay tapes I could watch. I felt maybe that might help and actually cut the nerves a bit.)
"What do you like? Older? Younger? Sucking? Fucking?" He asked.
I looked at the TV and a young guy was licking the ass of another guy.
"I guess I like it all." I replied.
I jumped a little as Don reached down and pulled my polo shirt up and over my head. We had some trouble with my glasses which explains the earlier try at getting my glasses off. (Nervous Ninny to say the least!)
Off the shorts came and he hugged me. Bare furry male chests rubbing together. Another deep kiss and he was again grabbing first my ass and than my hard cock and than my ass. I reached down and did the same to him. Nice hard thick prick.
I heard Don say, "Bob."
Bob was naked and sporting a nice hard dick. Two large shaven balls hung below. He knelt in front of me, grabbed my cock, and sucked on the head and than swallowed as much of it as he could.
"Mmmmm." I moaned at the feelings. Don had dropped his shorts and his cock was pressing into my ass.
Bob let my cock go and stood up. I kissed him, tasting him and a bit of myself.
I knelt and kissed his cock and sucked him for a bit.
"Up on the bed." Don said, pulling me up by the shoulders.
I got up and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Over."
I moved closer to the center. Don got on the bed to my right and Bob on my left.
Don kissed down my chest, stopped for a quick lick and taste of my belly button and went straight to my cock. He started blowing me and I was loving it.
I turned my head to the left and pulled Bob's head to me and kissed him. We exchanged tongues and spit. I pulled back and said, "One of my fantasies. For some reason kissing you while Don is giving me a blow job." He looked confused for a second, smiled, and resumed kissing me.
After that things got a bit confusing for me. I know I was sucking cock and licking and kissing balls and chests and sucking on tits and ... The intensity level grew and grew until I was short of breath. I almost hyperventilated I was so excited!
"Off!" I moaned. They both pulled back.
"You ok? Do you want to quit?"
"No. Just need some air. Too much too fast."