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I moved to this semi-rural community several years ago.* The house I found was about four miles out of town, in an area where the houses were located on an acre of land, which meant you could meet and be friendly with your neighbors, but still have a lot of privacy.* The town itself was small, but not so small that everybody knew everybody else.* You could constantly meet new people.*There were three bars all within a block of each other, and another set a little apart.* One of these bars was friendly to gay people, of which there were a surprising number in this smallish town.* Of the gay people that frequented this bar, there were several of the really swishy type, and several more like me.* And a surprising number of ?straight? men dropped in.*There constantly were guys you had never seen before showing up.* Some of them were married, but wanted their cocks sucked by some ?queen?.* Some were just friendly and seemed to get a kick out of flirting with the gays.* As with all societies there were many different types.Over the first year, I had several memorable encounters?but memorable for quite different reasons.*Once there was a really masculine-looking guy sitting alone in a booth, but turned so he was leaning with his back against the wall and facing the bar.* I was standing with my back to the bar so I could survey the room.* He would look around to see if anyone was looking in his direction, and then put his foot up on the seat.* He had a gaping hole in the crotch of his pants and he?d let his ample cock hang out while looking directly at me.*It probably should have turned me off, but he was so butch that the whole idea turned me on.* I nodded toward the door, swilled down my drink and left.* Outside I waited for him a ways down the street, and when he came out he followed me to my car.*I decided I didn?t want to take him all the way to my house, so we went to a cheap motel that catered to prostitutes and their johns, and I rented a room.* All he wanted to do was fuck me.* I mean he wouldn?t let me suck his delicious looking dick.* He dropped his pants and boxers to just below his knees and lay across the bed with his feet on the floor.* I stripped down to only my T-shirt and following his instructions sat on his erect cock, facing him.*He pulled his plaid shirt up to expose his belly and I rode his big shlong while he amused himself by gently slapping my cock back and forth.* When he came he sort of grunted and panted and bucked his hips.* Then we took the one flimsy towel that was in the bath and wiped ourselves clean, dressed, went outside, said good-bye and went our separate ways, him walking and me driving.*I never saw him again.Another Sunday evening I stopped in the bar, which I rarely did.* There was a really good-looking young man of nineteen or twenty, possibly twenty-one, but not a day older.* He kept watching me, and I couldn?t believe my good fortune.* I really didn?t think anything was going to happen.* I decided if it didn?t, then I was just going to go home.*I finished my beer and went out to my car, which was parked right in front of the bar.* The kid followed me out and leaned up against the wall, propping one foot against the wall.* I sat in the car looking isvecbahis at him, and he staring back at me.**Finally, I decided this was going nowhere fast, so I motioned with my head for him to come over and get in the car, which he did.**I said I hadn?t seen him around there before and he said he was from out of state and was visiting his brother.* I asked him if he?d like to go to my house and he asked if I?d bring him back.* I said sure and we left.* We kept chatting on the way and I found him easy to talk to and very likeable.*When we got near the house he said his brother?s house was near there.* We drove into the driveway and I started to get out of the car.* He hesitated.* I asked him what the matter was, hoping against hope he wasn?t going to chicken out.* He asked me if we could do it there in the car.* I didn?t question him his reasons.* I didn?t want to lose him, so I said okay, if that was what he wanted.*On the ride home I had reached over a couple of times and groped him, to make sure he knew what I was interested in.* He had shown no objection.* So now I reached for his crotch, squeezed his hardening dick, and tried to unzip his jeans.* He took over and opened them just enough to pull his cock out.* It was a handsome one, but I asked him to pull his balls out too.* So he opened them more and fished out his ball-sac.* I guessed that was all I was going to get.*I bent over and started sucking, but I wanted this to last as long as I could, so I took it slow, and after going up and down for several minutes would let it slip out of my mouth and lick it and slide my lips up and down it and go back to sucking it.* Then I?d stop and jack it while I made idle chat and then return to sucking.*Finally, I guess he was getting anxious and when I was jacking him he took over and started beating it earnestly.* I went back down and let him jack it while I kissed the head and licked his piss hole and then removed his hand and sucked him in earnest.* He started breathing hard and squirming and released his load, filling my mouth with shot after shot.*When he finally finished, I pulled off his dick and licked all of the residual cum off.* He tucked his cock back in his pants (I realized I hadn?t even licked his balls) and said he could walk home.* We got out of the car and I told him he knew where I lived if he wanted to come back.* We said goodnight and he never came back.*Another memorable time was with a tall good-looking cowboy.* He was wearing jeans, boots, a big belt buckle, a cowboy shirt and a straw hat.* Whether it was authentic or just a costume I knew not, nor did I care.* I started a conversation, decided he knew where he was so he must?ve been interested, and invited him home.*When we got there we went straight into the bedroom, both of us stripped down to nothing, he lay down on the bed and I went to work on his hard cock, which was probably at least eight inches long.* He was thin with a hard muscular body, as though whatever he did, it was hard work.* As I sucked him, he rolled over on his side so he could move freely and fuck my mouth, then I rolled over on my back and he followed and knelt over me plunging his cock in and out of my mouth.*I pushed him up so I could isveçbahis giriş maneuver his balls into my mouth while he jerked on his meat.* I moved him again, and he understood what I wanted and positioned his butt over my face and lowered it so I could lick and tongue his ripe asshole.* After several minutes he returned his cock to my face, rubbing it all over my nose and eyes and lips, while I tried to grab it with my mouth.* Then he said he wanted to fuck me.*I think those were the first words either of us had said since we had entered the bedroom.* I had to get up to both,*grease up my asshole, and to get a condom out of the bedside table.* He said no to the condom and I said no condom, no fuck, so he said okay.*He told me to lie on my stomach and spread my legs, and he placed the head of his big cock against my hole and slowly but steadily pushed it in.* When he got a good rhythm going he fucked me for about five or six minutes, and then told me to roll over on my back.* He lined his cock up with my fuck-hole again and started really working on coming. **I was hoping he was going to kiss me, but he didn?t.* Still and all, I enjoyed looking him in the face as he was fucking me.He pounded and grunted and almost drove my head against the headboard and finally came, and came, and came.* The juice was probably oozing out of my ass.* He collapsed on top of me and lay there for a good two minutes getting his breathing back to normal.* I had come just before he did, and now my cum was squished between our bodies.* He rolled off me, sat up and looked at his stomach and asked if I had a rag to clean him off with.*I got up and got one of those disposable ass-wipers and knelt down to wipe his stomach and still semi-erect cock.* I kissed it, but he pulled it away and started putting on his clothes and asked if I was going to give him a ride back downtown.* I said of course*and got dressed.**We talked very little on the ride back.* He said to drop him off at the bus station, told me thanks for everything, and got out of the car.* It had been the wildest most complete sex I had had, and it was dirty sex even though almost nothing had been said.** But in some way, it hadn?t been completely gratifying. ***During the time all of this I have told you about happened, I met a guy named Albert.*Albert was a nice looking guy with a nice body who was about twenty-seven years old.* Take notice?I said nice, nothing more.* There was nothing spectacular about his looks.* But he was very masculine and seemed completely straight, and there was a lot about him besides his looks to like.*When we met, it was through his approaching me, and I thought he was hitting on me.* I mean he came on so strong and determined I figured he must want something. But when I tried to do something one time when we were sitting in the car (at his suggestion) he said no.* I thought maybe he didn?t want to seem too anxious, so I tried again, but he again said no.* So I figured that meant no. *Over the following months we became friends, but I wanted more than a mere friendship.* I wanted to be friends with benefits.*Albert had two buddies who were very different from each other and were not friends.* Their only connection isveçbahis yeni giriş was Albert.* One was named Charlie.* He was a little guy, only about five foot six, who was a natural clown.* He was always in a good mood and a lot of nutty fun to be around.* *I would describe him as cute, more for his size and his personality than his looks.* By that I mean he wasn?t baby-faced, but not bad looking and full of charm.* He worked in the billiard parlor at night.*The other friend was Tom.* Tom was a very good-looking guy who worked as a waiter in one of the better restaurants in town, but wanted to be a chef.* Tom was serious and more sophisticated than anybody else I had met since I moved here.* I felt he wasn?t going to stick around here for long, except he had a girl-friend to keep him here.*Let me go back and remind you I said the bar I frequented most was a gay-friendly bar, not a gay bar.* A lot of the customers were straight people, both male and female, with a handful of prostitutes thrown in.* They usually ignored or tolerated the gays, so there was no reason guys like Albert, Charlie and Tom shouldn?t go there, and they were completely accepting of me.* If Albert wanted to be friendly with me, then they would be too.* *One Saturday night when the bar closed, (all the bars closed at one a.m.) *no one seemed ready to call it a night.* I suggested we go to my place as I had beer and tequila.* We piled into my car and everybody was in a festive mood, with Charlie keeping everyone laughing.*I need to give you an idea of the layout to the entrance to my house.* There wasn?t a garage, but there was a driveway with a parking area, and then a walkway leading about thirty feet to the front door.* Next, to the driveway the land slanted down, so there was like a curb retaining the driveway and a two-foot drop down to the ground.*Well, when we got out of the car it seemed no one could wait to get inside the house to take a leak, so we all sort of lined up along the side of the driveway and started pissing into the night.*Albert turned away so I couldn?t see his pisser, as did Tom on the other end of the lineup.* But Charlie, who was standing next to me, started waving his dick around directing his stream in every direction and laughing.* It wasn?t a big dick, but not tiny either.* It seemed just right for his size.*I noticed when Tom finished pissing he kind of bucked his hips back and had a little difficulty tucking his cock back into his pants, giving me the impression it was of a good size.* *The rest of the night wasn?t unusual.* We, or more they, talked and drank.* Tom never drank too much, and Albert appeared to be able to hold his liquor.* Charlie got pretty wasted, and I was probably way over the legal limit, but at about four they were ready to leave, so I had to take them back downtown, where they all lived although not together.* The thing was I had nowhere for all three of them to sleep, if they would have agreed to stay over.We repeated that night several times during the next three months.* The pissing off the driveway became the thing to do every time we arrived home.* The third time we went to the house Tom wasn?t with us.* When I had finished pissing and put my dick back in my pants, Charlie was still going.* I leaned forward so I could obviously look at his cock, and he turned so I could get a better look.* Albert didn?t seem to notice.My desire to have sex with Albert began changing into an obsession.