A Santa Speedo Run

I couldn’t stop thinking of Mike. The time we spent together having hot passionate sex changed my life. The encounter was so sexually satisfying and fulfilling it was all I could think about. Lying in bed at night I would dream of Mike’s 6’2” lumberjack body with his hairy chest and full auburn colored beard.

I could practically still feel his thick cock going in and out of my ass; or as Mike calls it my pussy. I still don’t know how I feel about Mike calling my ass a pussy. But who cares? As long as he keeps having sex with me. Maybe I should tell him to stop the next time I see him. Whenever that will be. It’s been three weeks since we had sex and I haven’t heard from him since. Why hasn’t he texted me? Maybe he didn’t enjoy himself. That’s crazy, of course he enjoyed him. I just wish he would contact me.

Why am I acting like a teenage girl waiting for a boy to call her? I’m a 40-year-old man. Grow up. I should just take the initiative and call him if that’s what I want. And after all these years of hiding my desires and pretending that I am totally straight I now know that this is what I want. I want, I need to have sex with men. At least I want Mike. I don’t know about sex with other men though. I only want Mike.

But I also want my wife and my family, and I would never want to change or jeopardize what I have. Is it possible to have a wife and family and still have sex with Mike on occasion? I think Mike would be okay with that. He doesn’t seem to be too demanding. He might be into that. That way I can still have my family and still fulfill my need to have sex with another man. I am most definitely coming to terms with my bisexuality.

I waited one more day before finally reaching out to Mike.

Trying to sound casual, I texted, “Hey Mike, What’s up?”

“James, Hi there sexy.”

“It’s been a while. Do you want to see each other again?”

“Hell yea! I was hoping you would contact me. I miss your ass.”

Oh, so he did miss me after all. Wait, did he miss me or did he miss my ass? Truth is, it doesn’t matter. I just want to be with Mike again.

So, we made plans to get together next Saturday morning. I told my wife that I was going running with my new friend Mike. She was fine with that. She knew Mike as Jeff’s co-worker who did the Santa Speedo Run with me. I was so excited. My dick immediately got hard.

When the day arrived I was so anxious and excited. I practically sprinted to Mike’s front door.

Mike welcomed me into his home with a big hug and passionate kiss. I melted in his arms. It felt so comfortable and right.

“Nice to see you again. I was wondering if we were ever going to come back for more. Listen, James, I’m in the middle of a call with my family.” Mike said, “Do me a favor. Go up to the bedroom and get ready. Take off your clothes and I’ll be up in a minute.”

“Okay Mike.” I walked upstairs to Mike’s bedroom and sat on the end of his bed waiting. After about 5 minutes I was still alone. It’s then that I took my clothes off and laid down on his bed. I was feeling sexy and horny and my dick was standing straight up. I was also feeling a little lonely. Where was Mike?

It was a few more minutes before Mike finally appeared.

“What a beautiful picture.” Mike said, “A sexy naked man lying in my bed. It doesn’t get any better than that.” I was feeling very excited and really wanted sex with Mike. The words Mike was saying was having an effect on me. All I wanted was to please Mike and make him happy. I wanted to use my body to satisfy him. Mike quickly took his clothes off and laid on top of me. I loved the sensation of his naked body on mine. It was such a trill.

“Did you miss me handsome?” Mike asked.

“I did.”

“And I couldn’t wait to get my hands on your sexy body again and tap your hot ass.”

We kissed passionately. I enjoyed kissing Mike. His tongue entered my mouth and explored all around. Mike growing cock was pressed against my own fully erect cock. His body kept me pinned under his. I was loving it. I loved the idea of Mike taking control and dictating what we did.

Mike moved his body up my torso and got his cock very close to my mouth.

“Suck my cock for me baby. Make it feel real good.”

I had never sucked a man’s cock before, but I was more than willing to suck on Mike’s. I opened my mouth and eagerly accepted his shaft. It tasted okay. Better than I expected. His cock rested on my tongue for a moment before I fully closed my lips around his growing rod and began sucking.

“Ooh, that’s nice. It feels so good. Get my cock nice and ready.”

“Ready?” I asked.

“Yes, I want to fuck you again. Just like last time.”

“I don’t know. Not sure if I want to do that again. And we should be safe and use a condom.”

“You know you liked it the time and I’m totally clean. You can trust me. I would never let anything bad happen to you.”

As Mike was saying those words, he gently turned me over, so I was now on my stomach.

“This looks so hot and sexy.” Mike started by squeezing my ass a few times. Then he separated my ass checks and bringing his month down started kissing and licking my hole and ass crack.

Wow, Mike’s lips and tongue on my hole felt amazing. I had seen rimming in some gay porn I’ve watched but I never expected it to feel this good. The result was that it turned me on ever more. I was totally relaxed and all I wanted was for Mike to replace his tongue with his cock.

Obviously, that was Mike’s plan as well. He supplemented his tongue with his finger. Soon, one finger became two fingers swirling around getting my hole ready for its impending invasion from Mike’s stiff cock.

His cock head was lined up against my waiting hole and slowly it began its decent inside me. There was some pain but less than the first time Mike and I fucked. It wasn’t long before Mike was all the way inside me. I could feel his balls resting against my ass. It felt so good. Mike began moving his cock in and out of my hole. It was more than just having sex. We were making love.

We started fucking with me on my stomach. After a few minutes Mike withdrew from me and rolled me on my back. He rested my legs onto his shoulders and reentered my hole. With my legs on his shoulders, I felt very opened and exposed. With one long motion he was all the way inside of me again. Reaching down Mike kissed me full on the lips and said, “You feel amazing. You make my dick feel so good. I love your tight pussy.”

There was that pussy word again, but I didn’t think too much about it. I could only think about our love making.

Mike gently lifted my legs off his shoulders and maneuvered me on to my left side. He lifted my right leg and continued to fuck me from behind. I liked being fucked in this position, lying side by side with him behind me holding me tight and nibbling on my neck and earlobe.

Mike altered his pace from hard and fast to slow and deliberate. Sometimes not moving at all. I knew he was holding off cumming, making sure our love session lasted as long as it could.

After about a half hour Mike pulled his cock from my ass and got off the bed. He moved over to a straight back chair across the room and sat on it. “James, come over and join me. Sit on my lap.” I got up and moved over to Mike. I straddled him and lowered myself right on his hard cock. Mike put his arms around me as we kissed.

“I love this position,” Mike said. “It lets me get my cock really deep inside a guy.” I could feel it too. It felt like Mike’s cock was deeper inside me than ever before.

Bouncing on Mike’s hard cock while he held me close to his body turned me on as I never had before. Unexpectedly and without touching it my cock exploded. Cum shot up between the two of us. My head fell back and all I could say was “I came.”

“I love making you cum,” was Mike’s response. Then he stood up, with me still impaled on his cock and walked the three steps to the bed. Laying me on my back he lifted my legs by my ankles and started fucking me hard. It only took a few thrusts before Mike unloaded his sweet sticky cum inside me filling up my hole.

Mike collapsed on top of me before withdrawing his cock from my ass. What a wonderful ending to a wonderful sex filled morning.

I showered, got dressed and heading back home. I was exhausted but satisfied. I wondered how things will be in the future. How often will I see Mike? Will my feelings for him develop into something serious? And most important, how will my discovery of gay sex impact my marriage?

Heading into the house, my wife asked, “How was your run, Honey?”

“Great. It was just what I really needed.”

“I can tell. You are glowing.” We kissed and I tried to stop thinking about Mike and get back to my normal life. Things did go back to normal, at least for a while. I focused on my wife and kids and tried to be the best father and husband I could be.

One interesting side effect of my obsession with Mike has been my increased libido and sex life with my wife. I found we were having sex more than ever. We were back to having sex almost every day, just like when we were newlyweds. And I was always the aggressor with her. We even had sex on a straight back chair like I did with Mike. Beth loved straddling my big 8 ½ inch cock and having me so deep inside of her. She had multiple orgasms for the first time in years. I think my marriage to Beth has actually gotten stronger since I had started having sex with Mike.

However, that didn’t completely stop me from thinking about Mike. Things would calm down for a while. I would get along fine without him, then after a few weeks my desires would flare up again. My yearning for cock and for Mike got too strong, I couldn’t resist it any longer.

I waited and waited for Mike to reach out to me, but he never did. I waited three weeks since we last had sex before texting Mike. He was happy to hear from me and invited me over for another sex filled session. This became the established pattern in our relationship, or should I say our hookups. We would have great sex, then I would go home to my wife and family. I wouldn’t hear from him and then after 3 or 4 weeks I would break down and contract him again.

After a few months I finally ask Mike why he never contacted me, I always had to contact him when I wanted to see him. “Well James, you have a family. I don’t want to interfere with that. You can always contact me whenever you want. I’m always here for you. No need to complicate things. You’re having fun, aren’t you?”

“I am. I like being with you. I just thought you would contact me if you cared.”

“Of course, I care James. I love you,” was his response. Wow, he loves me. Saying that made me feel amazing. I felt so close to Mike just then. I would do anything for him.

Sex with Mike was great. Most of the time I would suck his cock. Sometimes he would suck me off, sometimes not. But every time we got together Mike would fuck me. I was getting used to being fucked. It didn’t hurt much and Mike loved fucking. I even went on the Adam & Eve website to purchase a dildo and a butt plug so I could practice and loosen up for him before our meetings.

Once while I was at Mike’s home we were having sex. I was sucking his thick cock and he was rubbing my back and fingering my hole. It was the summer, so we had known each other for about eight months.

“I have a friend named Steve,” Mike began out of the blue. “I was telling him about you and he was interested in meeting you.”

I was taken aback. “What do you mean? You told someone about me? You said you were going to keep me confidential.”

“I did. I didn’t tell him your name. He’s a guy just like you.”

“How is he like me?” I asked.

“He’s a married guy who recently discovered the joy of having sex with another guy.”

“I don’t want to meet someone else,” I said. “I like being with you.”

“Okay, your call,” Mike said. “If you don’t want to meet him, you don’t have to. He’s a good guy. I just thought you’d get along and it would be fun.”

I went back to sucking Mike’s cock. Everything was fine. After a few minutes I head the doorbell ring. Mike got up off the bed and heading downstairs toward the front door. He didn’t put any clothes on so he must have answered the door naked. I thought that was kind of strange.

I could hear the door open and some voices below but I couldn’t make out what was being said. I remained laying on Mike’s bed completely naked.

Soon Mike came back, still naked and said, “That was Steve. I think he misunderstood. I didn’t tell him to come over right now.”

“I don’t want to meet. I only want you. I’m here to be with you.”

Mike sat on the end of the bed and started kissing me. His hands roamed my body and he held me close. My mind shifted away from this guy and back to Mike when all of a sudden Steve enters the bedroom.

“Hi, I just wanted to say that this isn’t Mike’s fault.” I was more than a little shocked that this man I never met came into the room while Mike and I were completely naked and obviously in the middle of having sex.

“I didn’t know that you were going to be here. Honest, I just come by to see Mike.”

Why was he here to see Mike? Well, he is apparently here for the same reason I am, to have sex with Mike. He did say that he saw other married men. I have no reason to feel jealous. After all, I’m married, Mike is the single guy.

Making the situation a little more awkward Steve reached out his hand to me and said, “I’m Steve.”

Without thinking, I shook his hand and said, “I’m James.” Wait, why did I give him my real name?

Mike stood up and said, “This is the guy I told you about. We met at the Santa Speedo run last Christmas. You should see him in a speedo. He can really rock it. He looks so good in a speedo.”

“I would love to see that,” Steve said. To be honest it doesn’t look like Steve does much running. He was about 10 years older than me, maybe around 50 with thinning brown hair and a small pot belly. Not too bad looking though, He certainly wasn’t as hot as Mike was but I could tell in his day he must have turned many heads.

“I can get a speedo and James can show you.” Before I had a chance to say no, Mike was out the door.

Steve sat on the bed in the same spot Mike just gave up. “I hope you don’t mind me being here”.

“No, I guess not.”

“Good, I’m glad. You know, you are a very handsome man James.”

“Thanks” I was feeling a little self-conscience being naked on the bed with a fully clothed man sitting next to me.

“You know, I would love to see you in a speedo. I bet you would look incredibly sexy in one.”

As he said that, Steve reached over and put his hand on my bare butt. He started moving it around, rubbing my ass. I admit it felt really good. While his right hand gently rubbed and caressed my ass, his left hand, the one with his wedding ring took hold of my growing cock.

Steve stroked my cock and it wasn’t long before I was almost at my full 8 ½ inches. “Wow, Mike told me you were a big boy. Very nice.” with that, Steve lowered his head and engulfed about half of my cock.

While Steve was sucking my cock, he kicked off his shoes, unbuckled his belt and shimmied off his pants and boxer shorts. He was now naked from the waist down. I was wondering where Mike was and why he hadn’t come back. I was starting not to care. Steve was an excellent cock sucker and I was really getting into it. He worked my hard shaft with his mouth and his hands. I could feel my load building up in my balls and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I shot.

Steve certainly knew what he was doing when it came to sucking a man’s cock. I was on the edge and about to explode. To give Steve time to remove his mouth from my cock, I warned him that I was about to cum. Instead of moving he doubled down on my cock. With both hands firmly holding my hips in place he sucked my cock ever harder than before.

Unable to hold back I released shot after shot of sweet cum into Steve’s waiting mouth. I was impressed that he didn’t let any of my cum drip from his mouth. As I was breathing heavy and recovering from that intense orgasm Steve began moving up my body. He reached my mouth and started kissing me hard. His tongue forced my lips open and some of my cum he held in his mouth passed over into mine. I’ve tasted my own cum before but it was fun to be snowballed by Steve.

With Steve laying on top of me and kissing me passionately I was starting to get into it. I’m sure the orgasm I just had and Steve’s oral prowess helped. He was a really good kisser too. I could feel Steve’s stiff cock pressed between my legs as we continued making out.

My opinion of Steve started to change. He wasn’t so bad looking after all. In fact, he was kind of cute, in a middle aged, suburban dad kind of way. And he really knew how to make a man feel good.  

While still kissing me, Steve put his hands behind my knees and gentle pushed my leg forward. I knew what was coming next. Steve was going to fuck me. This was my chance to put a stop to it or let him have me.

I feel Steve’s cock head dancing around my hole. It felt good. It felt hot. Mike already got my hole prepared by fingering me earlier so I thought I’d be able to take his cock without much trouble. Steve’s cock was a bit smaller than Mike’s but it was still a perfectly average 6 inches.

Steve stared intensely into my eyes. He was searching, looking for approval, looking for encouragement. At that moment all I wanted was Steve inside of me. I wanted to feel his cock. I wanted to give myself over to him and give him the ultimate pleasure. Without saying a word, I just slightly nodded my head “yes.” Steve’s eyes grew large and he proceeded to enter me.

I wrapped my legs around Steve’s torso and when I felt his balls rest against my ass I knew he was fully inside me. He waited a few minutes so I could adjust to his invading cock, then he moved in and out of me with deliberate intention. Steve was a pro at making love. He was tender and loving and made sure I was enjoying the experience as much as he was.

It didn’t take too long before Steve unloaded his cum inside my ass. He collapsed in my arms and nuzzled my neck while he recovered. I looked over and saw Mike standing in the doorway watching to two of us fuck. He had a big smile on his face and an ever bigger erection.

Steve eventually exited me, got off the bed and headed toward the shower. When he passed Mike, the two of them exchanged a brief hug. Mike then come over, sat on the end of the bed, kissed me and stroked my arm. “That was so hot James. I loved watching you with Steve.”

I didn’t know how I felt. To be honest, I felt a little betrayed by Mike. I like having sex with him but I never agreed to have sex with some random guy.

“I don’t know Mike, I didn’t come here to have sex with someone I never met before. I didn’t want that.”

“Well, you like having sex with men, right?” Mike argued. “And Steve is great at sucking cock. You looked like you were enjoying yourself.” As he said that, Mike lifted my legs onto his shoulders and positioned himself to enter my ass. Steve’s cum was still dripping from my ass as Mike began fucking me.

I admit it was quite a rush to feel Mike’s cock inside my ass so soon after Steve had fucked me. Any feelings of apprehension were gone and I was into our fucking. I felt great.

“You know”, Mike said, “I love sharing you.”

In a weird way, that made me feel good. Mike came inside of me. He got off the bed and headed toward the bathroom while I laid there with two different men’s cum dripped out of my ass.

After saying goodbye to Steve, I took a shower and started heading home. I had a lot to think about. Why did I let Mike do whatever he wanted to me? Why was I so submission when I’m with him? I’m not submission in any other part of my life, just with Mike. And why did I love it so much?

To be continued