This is my first time submitting a story, so I thought it only appropriate to write it about my first experience. My story will be a little different then a lot of those I find on literotica concerning men having sex with men. For one I don't have the obligatory 12" cock nor does the other man I'm writing about. Also, I can't cum get hard, cum get hard, and cum again in a half hour period. Not now at 60 nor when this story took place 28 years ago.
It was 1972, I was 25 and in a failing marriage. Money, married to young, the constant relocation of a military marriage and sex proved too much for the two of us. Especially sex, my wife hated sex; at least she seemed to hate sex with me! Truly a day didn't go by that I wasn't accused of being a perverted pig, a sex maniac, or just plain disgusting. We would go several months without sex and when we did have sex it was lights out, missionary style, and towel at hand. I hear woman say I like to cuddle or my old man gets off then disappears. For us climax, on my part, meant a mad dash to the bathroom with towel securely between her legs and a shower... all this within the first 40 seconds of my ejaculating! Not having much experience I figured that was the normal sex life after six years of marriage.
We had just gotten out of the military and settled in Santa Clara in a nice little bungalow right off the San Tomas Expressway. I remember it was a Wednesday night and neither of us had to work the next day. I tried getting close to her sitting on the couch but was met with the usual resistance. The certain fight followed and Dinah ran upstairs to get away and finish watching the exciting 12 year old movie she'd seen a dozen times. I had just showered and figured I'd go do what I always do alone in the bathroom. I needed to calm down first so instead of the bathroom I went for a ride. I was still new to the area and liked driving down El Camino Real, sometimes when I was really horny I would masturbate in the car. It felt good and at the same time naughty stroking my hard cock in the car. I even went without under pants and wore sweats to make it easier to get my cock out in the car. This night I was stopped at a light and noticed the sign for an adult book store tucked in the middle of an old burned out strip mall. As I already had a hard-on, I figured why not and pulled in to see what these places were really like.