So there I stood on the edge of fulfilling an urge I had never dared to explore before. Aaron stood in front of me so close I could feel the stubble from his face graze my cheek as he whispered into my ear "Have you ever kissed a guy before?"
Before getting too hot and heavy into the details I should probably explain how I, a straight married man, found myself in this intensely erotic scenario with another man.
It all started, as I am sure most unexplored sexual fantasies do, back when I was younger. Being the hormonal shy guy that I was, finding a girlfriend seemed impossible. So I was mostly left to satisfy my sexual urges on my own. I would scour every corner of the internet for porn clips and as my solo sessions became more frequent with my hormones switching into overdrive, I began to notice something about my desires that intrigued me. When watching the videos of women getting fucked I began to notice that it was not just the woman I was watching. In fact if the guy wasn't hot I would find myself disappointed and even turned off. I found that I wanted to see a young chiseled stud doing the pounding began to look for videos with hot muscular guys involved. After a prolonged period of time my curiosity got the best of me and I started looking at guy on guy porn thinking if one is good, two must be even better.
I really didn't know what this meant or what to do about it. I was a young guy in the late 90s growing up in Tennessee. I had no gay influences in my life and didn't know who to turn to for advice so, I kept the feelings to myself afraid of what they meant. Over the years I found my interest split between straight and gay porn. Physically I never strayed from my straight lifestyle. I was always turned on by the beauty of a woman but I always felt there was another part of me that I did not understand. One that was longing for something more.
Flash forward to current day, I am 33 and married to an insanely hot woman with two beautiful kids. Over the past year or so my urge evolved from a curiosity to watch two men on video into a desire to be one of those two men. I reached the conclusion that I am most likely bi with a preference for women but I knew I wouldn't know for sure until I had the chance to be with another man.
This past week finally presented me with the opportunity to explore my sexuality that I was thirsting for.
Last weekend, my wife and I were traveling with some friends for a college football game. It was late and my wife had indulged in several drinks. After running out for some late night food I returned to find my wife and her closest friend half naked and locked in a passionate kiss. Not knowing how to react I ducked out of the room to give the privacy but not before catching my wife's eye and giving her a wink. She had never done anything like that before but who was I to judge? It was exactly what I wanted to do with another man.
The next morning as the effect of the alcohol had worn off she was incredibly embarrassed about what had happened. We had a long conversation about how this was something she always wanted to try. She didn't know how to go about it and then let things get out of hand after a long night of partying. I stopped her before she got too upset and confided in her that I had the same feelings about men but had never explored them. Taking comfort in the fact that we were both curious she told me that should the opportunity present itself I needed to be with another man. It was a weight lifted from my shoulders. Now the only question was with who and when...
This evening, less than a week from that conversation I found myself stuck in St. Louis after a connecting flight to Nashville was canceled. When I saw the cancelled status on the screen at the crowded gate I felt my cock stir as if to remind me, this could be my chance. I left the gate, found a room online at a nice airport hotel and headed to my room.
I am not familiar with the area so I decided to hit the hotel bar and see if i could get some tips on local nightlife. Getting ready, I felt like a teenager, my heart was racing just knowing there was a chance tonight I would experience my first cock. I checked the mirror before leaving my room to make sure I was looking hot enough attract the attention I desired. My 6'1 frame isn't the sculpted figure from my college days but at 205lbs it still looked pretty damn good, at least that was the pep talk I gave myself before leaving my room.
After finally reaching the hotel bar I ordered a bourbon on the rocks to calm my nerves. As the bartender passed me my drink I found myself looking into his eyes a little bit longer than usual. What the hell I figured, I have never picked up a guy before so practicing a little eye contact couldn't hurt my odds. My deep blue eyes found no inkling of interest and I turned my focus on enjoying my drink before heading out on the town.
I was halfway through my drink, trying to find a subtle way to ask the bartender where I should go to find a hot guy to shack up with when my thoughts were interrupted.
"Excuse me, is anyone sitting here?" A deep voice asked motioning to the seat next to me at the bar.
"Uhh no, feel free." I stammered as I tried to return to my strategy for the evening.
"Hey weren't you at the gate for the Nashville flight earlier? You look familiar." The stranger asked.
I must admit I tend to get so caught up in my thoughts sometimes I barely notice the world around me. I hadn't really even paid any attention on the guy next to me yet. I was so caught up in the rest of the evening I had stopped paying attention to what was right in front of me.
"Yeah, looks like I am stranded here for the night." I quickly replied, wanting to finish my drink and get out to a place where I had a chance to find my guy.
But then I finally looked over. I was met with the green eyed gaze of a 6'2" stud. His arms bulged slightly against his sleeves and the rest of his shirt clung tight to his athletic frame. His jeans were tight and if I could get him to turn around I knew I would see them squeezing a tight ass. I instantly snapped out of my daze and into a panic over ignoring this guy for so long. What do I do next I thought? Is he gay? If so is he interested? How do I tell? Shit, how long have I been looking at him not saying anything?
"Uh, How about you?" I stammered trying to say something.
"Yep, stuck. I figured I would grab some drinks, dinner, and then see what kind of trouble I could get into." he replied with a grin.
"Same here, except I forgot about dinner" I laughed just realizing I hadn't eaten since breakfast.
He was making me overthink everything, what did he mean by trouble? Should I stay for another drink and see where this goes?
"Well, my name is Aaron. You are more than welcome to join me if your interested. No one wants to be alone in a strange town". He replied with a wink and an extended hand.
Everything he said seemed to hint at more than just dinner at the bar and I was really getting excited. As my thoughts raced I started to feel pressure growing in my jeans.
I shook his hand, feeling his strength while looking him in the eye with the same wanting gaze I tried on the bartender earlier. "I'm Matt. Sounds like this night just got more interesting" I said with thinly veiled excitement.
Dinner was amazing, not necessarily the food but everything else. I couldn't even tell you what we ordered. There were a few beers, great conversation, and I remember this feeling that a tension was continuing to build between us. It was somewhere around that point that I realized I really had a shot but had no idea how to transition the evening from sucking down beer to sucking dick.
Aaron must have read my mind or already had a plan of his own. He finished his beer, slid his hand on my knee and looked me straight in the eye. "I have more beer in my room, care to join me?"
I froze, this is it! "S-sure" I stammered still not really believing he invited me up to his room.
The elevator ride was uneventful but the sexual tension was obvious. At this point the bulge in my pants was also obvious. More than once I caught him staring at my crotch and I knew I had been caught glancing his way more than once as well. Add to that, on our way to his room more than once we would find a reason to bump into each other. It was as if our hands were drawn to each others bodies and if we moved close they would overpower all restraint to get a quick feel.
We finally got into his room. Aaron switched on the tv to a music channel and grabbed a couple beers from the mini fridge. As he walked over to me I could see something new in his eyes, a hunger that I have never seen in a man. A hunger than seemed to match mine.
Rather than hand me a beer he set them on a table and walked right up to me. He stood so close I swear I could feel his heart beat though we were not touching. The heat radiating off his muscular body was intoxicating and I could feel his breath on my lips. It was in this gaze at that moment we both knew what was going to happen. I also felt a bit of fear creep up. This was my first time, do I need to tell him? What happens if he finds out I don't really know what I am doing?
It was then that he slid his face alongside my cheek so close it sent shivers down my spine. I was frozen in anticipation.
So there I stood on the edge of fulfilling an urge I had never dared to explore before. Aaron stood so close I could feel the stubble from his face graze my cheek as he whispered into my ear "Have you ever kissed a guy before?"
"No" I gulped trying to work up the courage to tell him what I wanted.
