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Dedication: For Andy, my slut puppy, because he deserves it.

The pounding of his heart rivaled the pounding of his footfalls on the wooden stairs climbing from the beach to the ocean-side vacation home owned by Toby and his lover, Alex. Big, black and beautiful, Andy couldn’t think of anything he wanted more than to spread his legs wide for Toby, so he could drive his meaty cock in deep. Unfortunately, that wasn’t likely to happen now. Still, he had to come.

Not even fear of rejection could keep him away from Toby Yates. Not today.
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Okay so I did a little experimenting when I was younger but I had already made up my mind that no matter what, it wouldn’t happen again. I figured it this way- Andy was my best friend and I didn’t want anything to come between our friendship.

I was still living at home at the time so I figured that as long as Andy and I weren’t alone we didn’t have to talk about the night I gave my first blowjob AND we wouldn’t risk it happening again. It wasn’t like we had any intention of trying that sort of thing again. I guess maybe I wanted to be sure.
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So what happened? There I was 35, divorced and hadn’t dated in almost a year. Most of my early adulthood was filled with wild nights and times. When I was twenty I had more women in a month than I have in the past five years.

So I sat there in my one bedroom apartment trying to figure things out.

Heck even when I was younger- okay so I was experimenting… Once- with this guy… But that was a long time ago.

We were camping out just down the road a bit near a stream. And truth be told, all I wanted to do was get a look at “it” or maybe touch “it.” However, I had spent so long working up the courage to brush up against “it” my mind starting telling me I would do anything.
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Part I – The History

My name is Patrick and finally, I have discovered my true purpose in life!

Even though I have lived out my entire life (all 62 years) as a straight, I have always harboured just the tiniest feeling that I am at the least bi and perhaps even gay. These feelings started before I even reached puberty when I was so much smaller and shyer than any of the other guys in grade school. They were long before the days as we know them when being gay is not such a stigma. Instead, words such as queer, faggot and the like were the brands. These feelings of estrangement followed me into high school and beyond.
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This is a true story I have often wondered about. Again, it is very true, though.

I know that I am bisexual. Before this episode, I had several “multi-sexual” relationships. I can’t categorize this one as you will see.

I often ventured out to an adult theatre between friends,. and even during the same. To wit, I have long ago recognized that I was bisexual. I do seem to like both.

I know that offends true gays and heterosexuals, but that is who I am. I truly like both.
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Andrew arrived outside Tim’s house, he parked and then got out of hi car, at the foot of the drive he hesitated, then steeling himself, walked towards the house. He nervously pressed the door bell, the seconds seamed like hours, he almost turned around and ran, the light came on the other side of the glass, and saw a tall dark form approach the door. The door opened, there stood a tall and well built black guy, a tingle flowed through Andrews body, Andrew said “Hi Tim, sorry I a little late”. Tim smiled “hey no problem, come in, I’m sure you’ll make it up to me”. As Andrew passed Tim, he felt a firm grip on his arm, turning him.
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Disclaimer: All characters are entirely fictitious. The events described here never happened. Please, do not read if you are under 18 or are offended by explicitly sexual material.

Andrew woke up with a start. No! No! It could not have happened, his conscious mind told him. He did not just get fucked by another man. But even as his thoughts sought to deny it, he felt a stab of pain in his ass and knew it was true. He threw the covers aside and stared at the huge wet spot beneath his ass. His incomprehension lasted only seconds and then he became aware of the slow dribble oozing from his asshole – he was lying in a pool of Thomas’s cum, cum that had originally been dumped deep in him. My god it looked like there was a gallon of it on the bed. And all of that had been in his ass, deep in his ass, only a few hours before. With a shock, Andrew felt his own cock stir at the thought.
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Disclaimer: all characters in this story are entirely fictitious. The events described never happened. Please do not read if you are under 18 or are offended by explicitly sexual material.

Andrew walked home from the party. No, he didn’t really walked, he stumbled and staggered, legs held as wide apart as he could, nursing an asshole that only a few hours earlier had been the virgin bud of a true stud, and was now gaping obscenely. Even as he walked he felt it throb and pulse… and he felt the warm liquid leaking down along his inner thighs – liquid that could only be Thomas’s cum. His mind kept going back to the party – a party to which he had been specially invited and to which, he now realized, he never should have gone.
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It was a hot, sultry summer evening in the South. I was sitting on the porch, sweating, nursing a Miller Lite, and smoking a cigarette. I wasn’t in the best of moods despite being at a party at the house of an old friend of mine. The fact was, my wife had just left me and took the kid with her. I was more than depressed. I listened to the laughter and the music, but I didn’t feel much like joining in. It was like I was more or less going through the motions.

The host passed by from time to time to check on me, but I wasn’t very good company, I guess. He didn’t stay long. After a while, Andrew joined me on the porch and started chatting. He was a bit older than me, one of those theatre/arts sort of folk, like many at the party.
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“Oh, shit, Pete. You have me filled.” I was flabbergasted. One of my students had turned the tables on me and had me skewered and pinned to the floor.

“And you’re starting to love it, aren’t you?” Pete responded with a laugh. “It’s that big black cock that’s in you, Professor. The one you admired so much. Admit it, you love having me inside you. I’ve seen you giving me that look in class. You thought it was a desire to top me. But it was a desire to be fucked by me. And that was even before you saw what I have to give you, wasn’t it? Admit it.”
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