In "The Hitchhiker" (Erotic Couplings) I recalled my erotic experience with Billy Big Balls on my trip from New Orleans to Chicago after Hurricane Katrina. That story concluded after Billy fucked my brains out during a night in a Chicago suburban motel. The next morning he headed out for his home in Milwaukee and I went to a bar and restaurant to see about a job I had been promised there.
"Hey, man, is it okay if I fuck yer wife?"
I opened my eyes slowly and saw a fit young man with a turgid cock sticking out in front of him and an awkward smile on his face. From somewhere it registered that his name was Derrik.
Hearing scuffling on the floor I focused still more and recognized my dirty blond wife being eaten out by a chubby black haired wench with a tattoo on her back.
I'm have been torn for years about whether or not I am gay. Years ago I had an experience with a hitchhiker that lead me to write and post on Lit a story titled Am I Gay?
What I am about to tell will answer that question once and for all.
I began an online correspondence with a guy after meeting him on a gay chat site. Like me he is married, but is much younger than me. We would chat on yahoo messenger and talk about sucking cock and how much we both wanted to try it.