As I get older I've been find myself more and more curious about having sex with another man. I am happily married and have a good enough sex life, but feel that somewhere along the line I might be missing out. A lot of this I think stems from an experience I had when I was about 19 or 20 which I'd like to get off my chest.
I was part of a drama group that had members of all ages and there was one particular man, John, in his early 50's at the time, that was particularly friendly with some of the younger men in the group. John was married and his wife was in the group, so none of us really thought much of it.
Back in these days we had no internet, so there was no porn on tap 24 hours a day. If you were lucky someone would get hold of a VHS tape and we'd sneak round their house to watch it. John was an insurance broker, who was regularly out on the road, and said that he always had a video in his briefcase that his wife never knew about and would regularly relieve himself when she was out.
Due to the nature of the shows our group performed, we would often go round different people's houses to learn songs and sketches together. One night John asked me if I wanted to go over to his house to run through a sketch we were doing together. I had no problem with this and went over to John's as planned.
We worked through our sketch and then John poured a couple of beers out. Needless to say his wife was out, so it was just us in the house.
"Have a seat in lounge," John told me, as he brought the drinks in from the kitchen.
We discussed our rehearsal and made general chit chat when John told me he'd just got a new porn video from one of his clients and asked if I wanted to watch it.
"Erm, yeah okay," I replied.
John seemed very eager to get the film on. He put the tape in the player and then sat back in his chair. The movie was a fairly standard affair, a couple starting off with a bit of oral om each other.
"I really like the blow jobs," John said, "look at the way she sucks his cock, that looks fantastic."
I couldn't quite tell from that whether he was visualising himself as the man being sucked off, or the woman doing the sucking. Either way I felt myself beginning to get hard in my jeans. Was it what he had said, or the film in general? I hadn't watched much porn back then, so it didn't take a lot to get me highly aroused.
I was slightly sat an an angle from John so he wouldn't have been able to notice that I was getting very turned on. He was in his own little world, commenting on the film and telling me about things he did with his wife. I was pretty inexperienced on that front, although I had been with my first serious girlfriend (now wife) for about a year.
Out of nowhere John suddenly turned to me.
"Feel free to relieve yourself if you want."
I didn't know what to say to that, so just mumbled that I was okay for now, or something along those lines.
