She was lovely as she walked down the isle. We were both 23 and in love. The first few years it was exciting. We were having sex almost every day and it was good. As the years went by, and the three kids arrived, it became more of a chore. We were still in love, but the kids were born only a year apart and the sexual excitement kind of faded. Jane and I respected each other and so we shared the duties of the household. We did, however, understand that a time out was needed for both of us from time to time. It was agreed that Jane would go out with the girls on Thursday nights and I would go out with the guys on Fridays. Saturday nights were for both of us.
That was working out well until one Friday night when all the guys were busy doing something and I was out on my own. I was kind of lost. I visited the usual bars and bowling alleys, but it was boring. Traveling the city, I drove to an area that was not familiar to me. There, down by the waterfront, was a small bar that was dimly lit and looked inviting. Now I wasn't hesitant to walk into strange bars. I was 6'3" and built solid. My workouts kept me in shape.
As I entered the bar my eyes had to get used to the dim lights. I stood by the door for a while until I could take in the room and see my way around. There were several men and women seated at the tables and some in the booths that were along the wall. Striding up to the bar I noticed heads turning toward me. I got the impression that this was a neighborhood bar and strangers were rare. Sliding my ass on a bar stool I ordered a scotch on the rocks. The bartender was a good looking lady with bright red hair, large breasts and wore a very skimpy outfit. Her creamy breasts were trying to push out of the peasant blouse she was wearing and her short-shorts showed a lot of her ass. I was going to enjoy this drink watching her move.
There weren't many people at the bar so we had a chance to talk about mundane things for a while. Her name was Mia and she worked on the weekends. As patrons came up to the bar to order drinks I noticed that there was a lot of kissy-kissy going on. Mia smooched almost every woman and most guys as she served them their drinks. Well. I thought, this is a close nit group. More people began filling up the place and the juke box got plenty of play. There was a small dance floor and, before long, it filled up with dancers. I was trying to keep a conversation going with Mia but it was becoming more difficult as the bar filled up. Soon all the seats at the bar were full.
Things got louder as the patrons drank more and a festive atmosphere soon prevailed. I got into a conversation with the guy on my left and asked him about Mia. He said she was taken and she didn't fool around, but there were many more loose ones here. I asked him to point some out for me and he directed my attention to various people around the room.
"She's available, she's available, and he's available and horny as hell," he said.
"Did you say he," I asked.
"yeah," he said. There are a few gays here. They're nice folks. Don't judge others pal."
I was quick to point out that I was not homophobic. "Oh, don't misunderstand me," I said, "I have no animosity toward gays. I tried it myself when I was a teenager."
"Not since then," he asked?
"No, I'm married and have three kids."
"So?"
"Well, I haven't had the urge since I began getting laid with women."
"You must be well taken care of if you wouldn't like to have a nice hot, experienced gay mouth on your rod."
This got me thinking about those few years that I had with my buddy, Bobby. We were about 15. All the guys in the gang were into jerk off sessions and one night as we all were breaking up from spilling our seeds, Bobby and I were the last to leave the clubhouse and we found ourselves alone.
Bobby said, "I noticed that you didn't cum."
