We had know each other for two years before anything ever happened between us, but he never knew how I felt towards him. Our friendship was nothing to special just the occasional hanging out and text every day or so. My feeling for him had recently developed when he split with his girlfriend of four months. Now I had been bi since I could tell the difference between sex organs but it was a secret I kept mostly to myself.
Until that time, I had been "mostly" heterosexual. To wit, barring my early life ones of "playing doctor", this one was the first man-to-man one I had until I was 23 years old.
I had noticed that I took notice of porn pics/films/etc that included a man's cock. Two women going at each other just didn't seem to do it for me.
The follwing story is a work of fiction, based on facts from my life. The names of all parties have been changed to protect their "innocence".
"Hey Jim, you need anything from Supply while I'm down there?"
"Naw, I'm good Marv, thanks anyway."
I headed down the hall to the elevators so I could get to Supply. It was Thursday, and I was winding up some details so my weekend wouldn't be interrupted by any calls from the office.
I was working from home today, when the doorbell rang. It was Gary, my son's friend from the local community college they both attended.
"Hi Gary, Bobby's not home right now, but I expect him shortly," I said. "You are welcome to wait for him."
"I think I will do that Mr. Thomas, thanks," Gary replied to me.
This story is a work of fact and not a figment of my sexual imagination. However if you are under 18, or offended by frank, open, graphic sexuality of all adult types then please do not read it.
If you are not offended please enjoy.
PART 1 --
My second and longest time with a guy was at university when I was 21. And it happened with a guy I'd known for 2½ years!! His name was Mike and he was a good looking guy, a good build and blond, curly hair.