Hide And Go Seek

The summer was coming to a close and I was beginning to plan my return to college. Jimmy and I had our hot Saturday morning of sex during the Fourth of July weekend. Since then, nothing. We haven’t even seen each other, let alone have sex. All I had was my memory of the last time we were together. It was, of course, incredible. I got to fuck someone for the first time. It was extra special because the ass I got to fuck was Jimmy’s. He had fucked me a number of times and I loved the feeling of his big cock filling me up and ramming in and out of my hole. However, the sensation of my cock buried deep inside him was mind blowing. It was tight and hot and beyond pleasurable. I felt so powerful pumping my cock in and out this handsome, muscular jock. Jimmy loved it too. He was moaning and whimpering with expressions of ecstasy. Let me tell you, filling him up with my cream was the best orgasm I ever had.

The memory of me fucking Jimmy became my go-to masturbatory fantasy since them. I’m getting a chubby right now thinking of it. I was beginning to get desperate waiting for the opportunity to have sex again with Jimmy.

In other news, Jimmy and his wife had a baby girl two weeks ago. They named her Jenna.

I was excited when I finally got a text from Jimmy. “I have a suggestion. It’s not ideal but we can meet at Coach Kincade’s house.”

I was happy and not so happy to receive Jimmy’s text. On the one hand I was excited to have the chance to have sex with Jimmy again. I was hoping to have another crack at his sweet ass and plunge my dick into his tight hole. On the other hand I wasn’t that thrilled about doing it at Coach’s house. Knowing Coach Kincaid, he’s going to want to have sex with Jimmy, or maybe even me. So, okay. Maybe that won’t be so bad. Coach Kincade is pretty sexy for a man in his forty’s. He has that ex-jock, football player body that’s just so appealing.

“Um, what did you say to him?” I asked.

“I said that I wanted to come see him for another back massage. He said great. He would love to give me another massage. When I told him that I was going to bring a friend along, he hesitated for a moment, then said okay. He would love to give the two of us a nice, all-body massage.”

“He’s going to want to have sex with us, or at least with you.”

“I know, but what is the alternative? We don’t have many options and I want to see you again. Besides, since the baby’s come, Lisa won’t let me near her. Actually, I haven’t gotten any sex in the past three months. She wouldn’t let me touch her since she was six months pregnant.”

I was not interested in hearing about the sexual frustrations of a married father. Particularly from Jimmy. “Okay, let’s do it. I might be fun.”

We made plans to meet at Coach’s house the next Saturday morning at 10:00 am. Jimmy and I met at a local market and drove over together. Jimmy didn’t share the excuse he used to get out of the house, and I didn’t care enough to ask. He was looking good though. His thighs looked amazing in this “a bit” too tight shorts and his arms and biceps really popping in this tank top. His glorious chest hair was spilling out over the low-cut collar of this shirt. He looked handsome and quite boyish in the baseball cap he wore. I felt that I couldn’t compare next to this beautiful specimen of a man. I know that Coach Kincade will most likely only be into Jimmy. Keeping positive, I thought, at least I’ll get to have sex with Jimmy again.

We arrived at Coach Kincade’s house right on time. He let us in and Jimmy introduced us. “Of course, I remember Miller. Didn’t go out for any of the sports teams but was always a good kid. Glad to see you.”

Oh, I’m glad he thought I was a good kid. I was good enough to spank, good enough to fuck and good enough to suck his cock. Coach didn’t seem to remember that. Just that I didn’t play any sports. What an ass.

“Okay boys.” Coach shouted. He clapped his hands and said, “Let’s do this. Now get into the bedroom and strip down to your skivvies. Wait for me on the bed. I’ll be right there with my special massage lotion.”

Jimmy and I went to Coach’s bedroom and started removing our clothes. Jimmy had removed his tank top, dropped his shorts and kicked off his sandals before I even took off my pants. He must have been seriously horny. Jimmy was wearing the same white jockstrap he always wears. That’s the only thing I’ve seen him wear. It appears that Jimmy wears jockstraps 100% of the time. No regular underwear for him. I, on the other hand was wearing black boxer briefs. I like boxer briefs and I think they make my ass look hot.

“Miller,” Coach bellowed as he came into the room carrying a tube of lube. “That’s not regulation equipment you got on.”

“Huh”, was my only response. Coach walked over to his dresser, opened a drawer and removed a box. He tossed it to me and said, “All my boys must wear the proper equipment.”

Confused, I looked at the box. It was a men’s white classic jockstrap from Bike. The same type Jimmy wears. “You’ve got to change. Hurry up boy. We’ll wait for you.”

“Yes, Coach”, I responded. Removing the jock from its package, I stood up and began lowering my boxer briefs. I turned my back to Coach and Jimmy so they wouldn’t see my growing cock as I struggled to put on the jockstrap. Then I returned to sitting on the end of the bed next to Jimmy.

“Okay boys, what we are about to do is serious business. I am going to massage you and I expect total commitment and your full attention. I also expect you to follow my orders. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes, Coach,” Jimmy and I answered in unison.

Coach was pacing back and forth in front of us with his hands behind his back. It was kind of comical. Coach was totally sincere, as if he was giving us one of his pep talks before a football game. The only thing missing was a whistle and a clip board.

“Okay boys. Let’s get into position and let’s have fun today.” Following Jimmy’s lead I laid face down on the bed. I turned my head and stared into Jimmy’s eyes. He gave me a big smile while I was nervous, not knowing what was coming next.

Coach started with Jimmy. Sitting on his ass, coach massaged Jimmy’s shoulders, neck, back and arms. I could see Jimmy wince once or twice when Coach worked a tight muscle in his shoulder. After about fifteen minutes Coach shifted over from Jimmy to me. He was now sitting on my ass, massaging my neck, shoulder and back muscles. I have to say, he really knew what he was doing. This massage felt incredible. Coach’s strong, large hands worked my muscles to perfection. I was soon feeling loose and relaxed. I was putty in his hands and would have been fine if it went on forever.

After my fifteen minutes were over, Coach got up and announced, “Okay boys. Time to move on to the next phase. We’ll be doing some “deep” massage work next.”

“I want you both to get up and kneel at the end of the bed, facing the wall.”

“Yes, Coach.” Jimmy and I did as we were told and moved into the position Coach told us to.

“Now, keep your eyes straight ahead. No talking and no turning your head.”

“Yes, Coach.”

I could hear some rumpling and I knew that Coach was removing his clothes. The thought of a naked Coach standing behind me, getting ready to do who knows what was turning me on. My fully erect cock was straining against the pouch of the jockstrap. I’m sure my pre-cum was staining the jock pouch but I was afraid to look.

Soon a hand was rubbing and exploring my ass. This was followed by the sound of a tube being squeezed and cool liquid being poured on my exposed ass crack. Fingers began moving up and down my ass crack spreading the lube around. I assumed Coach’s right hand was working my ass while his left hand was working Jimmy’s.

A lube coated thumb soon located my hole and began pushing its way inside. The patient yet persistent thump kept pressing against my hole until my ass ring gave way and granted it entrance. The thumb moved in and out while my hole grew accustomed to the invasion. I was starting to really love the sensation of Coach playing with my ass.

I didn’t look at Jimmy, but we were so close to each other our shoulders and hips were touching. I found this very hot and it turned me on even more. Jimmy reached his hand over and held mine. That sent a shiver through me as we were connected by sharing this same experience.

“Okay boys. The deep massage is going well. We are ready for the next stage. I want you boys to get up. Go ahead and drop those jocks.”

We did as Coach told us. We got off the bed and took off our jockstraps. We were all now completely naked. I looked up and down Coach’s naked body. This was the first time I saw him completely naked. When Coach fucked me last year I didn’t see much of his body. Just his fat cock as it rammed in and out of my mouth. For a man of his age, Coach had a very impressive body. His smooth, barrel chest glistened with sweat and his pecs and biceps were massive. You can tell his man works out all the time. His cock was a bit smaller than mine or Jimmy’s but it was the thickest I’ve ever seen. I might be exaggerating but it reminded me of a beer can. His large balls hung low and were covered with hair. Coach is not the manscaping type.

“McGovern, I need you right here. Sit on the end of the bed and lean back. Now raise your legs.” When Jimmy raised his legs, he exposed his pretty pink hole for Coach and me to see. It looked so beautiful. All I wanted to do was suck on it, shove my tongue inside and probe around. Then I want to shove my cock inside it and make Jimmy and myself feel good. I’ve only had the pleasure of fucking Jimmy once and I was dying to do it again.

Then Coach said, “Okay Miller. I want you up on the bed and holding McGovern’s legs. Keep them as separated as possible.” I was getting a kick out of Coach calling us by our last names.

“Okay Coach. You can count of me.” I climbed back on the bed and grabbed Jimmy’s ankles. I held them as far apart as I could. At first, I straddled Jimmy’s chest in order to do it, but Coach didn’t like that.

“No Miller. I need to see McGovern’s face. Move off him.” So I knelt next to Jimmy while holding his legs apart.

“Okay McGovern, I’m going to give you a deep massage now.” Coach grabbed the bottle of lude and applied a large amount onto his hand. He then lathered his cock with the lube, lined it up against Jimmy’s hole and began pushing his way inside him.

Jimmy closed his eyes and winced. I’m sure the pain was intense as Coach’s thick cock probes Jimmy’s tender ass. Jimmy took it like a champ. I have to admit, this view was pretty hot. Jimmy’s semi-hard, semi-soft cock was laying against his stomach while Coach’s powerful, thick cock slammed into his hole. The only sound was Coach’s heavy balls slapping against Jimmy’s ass. Sweat was pouring down Coach’s forehead and I could tell Jimmy was enjoying the deep massage as well. Every time Coach slammed hard against Jimmy’s hole, he must have been hitting Jimmy’s sweet spot because a little spurt of cum would jump out of Jimmy’s cockhead.

“After some time, Coach surprised me by saying, “Okay Miller. I’m putting you in the game.”

“What do you mean Coach?” He withdrew his cock from Jimmy’s hole with one long stroke. He grabbed the bottle of lube and tossed it to me.

“Go ahead and finish off McGovern for me.” Wow, Coach was letting me take his place and fuck Jimmy.

“You can do it Miller. Get in there.”

I didn’t need any encouragement. My cock has been waiting to return to that sweet, delicious hole for the past two months. Jimmy’s hole was somewhat gaping after being ravaged by Coach’s extra wide cock. I just lined my cock up and inserted it in. It felt so wonderful. It wasn’t long before I was balls deep inside Jimmy and started fucking away. Jimmy’s ass muscles gripped my cock as it slid up and down his most intimate private part.

As I was lost in the bliss of fucking Jimmy, I didn’t notice Coach coming up behind me. He pushed his lube covered fingers into my hole and started the process of stretching me out. At least he knew enough to prepare me for the invasion of his huge cock. I already took his cock once before, so I knew I’d be able to take it again. Once he thought my hole was sufficiently open, Coach moved in behind me. His hard cock was pressed against my ass crack, and he wrapped his left arm across my chest, holding me tight against him. His right hand moved down to his dick and started shoving it into my waiting hole. Once he was all the way inside me Coach moved his hands to my hips and used them as balance as he thrusted his cock in and out of my hole.

The sensation of being fucked while I fucked another hole was mind blowing. I was in sexual overload and was about to explode. I was trying so hard not to cum too quickly while Coach was still ramming me from behind.

After several minutes of moving in unison with Coach, his breathing was getting heavy and I was certain he was about to blow. He gave one final, hard thrust into me and yelled out “Fuck!” That’s when I knew he shot all his cum deep into me. That’s when I lost control and unloaded stream after stream of sweet cum into Jimmy’s receptive hole.

After cumming, I collapsed into Jimmy’s waiting arms and Coach collapsed onto my back. We rested as we all recovered from that intense fuck session.  With the three of us laying on top of each other, I felt like the meat in a fuck sandwich.

Coach was not much of an “afterglow” guy, so we quickly cleaned up and left his house.  On the ride home, Jimmy asked, “How did you like that? Did you enjoy it?

“Sure, it was hot. It was fun. I had never had a threesome before. I can check that off my list. But.”

“But what?”, Jimmy asked.

“I don’t know. It was hot and Coach Kincade is sexy. I love being with you of course, but it was missing something. Lacking something.”

“I know what you mean.” Jimmy continued. “When I have sex with my wife or with you, I feel a connection, its special. It’s not just getting my rocks off. It’s more meaningful.”

I was getting a little emotional hearing Jimmy talk. “Yeah, it’s intimacy. There was none of that with Coach. Just sex.”

Jimmy reached over and took hold of my hand. “Let’s make a promise. When we get together in the future, let’s make sure it’s only us. I don’t want to be with anyone else. Just the two of us.”

As a response, I squeezed his hard and said, “I promise. In the future it will just be the two of us.”

I didn’t realize at the time how difficult it was going to be to keep that promise.

The following week I went back to college to start my second year. I really focused on my studies and didn’t make it back home that often. When the year was over, I went back to my summer job at the law firm. Jimmy and Lisa had a second child, a boy this time, named Brett. The two of us exchanged a few texts but never found the time to meet up. My third and fourth years of college were the same story, studying and work. Jimmy had a third child, another boy, named Colin. Then I was preparing to take the LSAT and applying for law school. By the time I got accepted to Columbia Law School and moved to New York, Jimmy and I pretty much lost contact.  

It was sad, but I guess that’s how it goes. People come into your life and then move on. Even special people like Jimmy.  I have a serious boyfriend now and a great job at a prestigious law firm. My boyfriend, Noah knew all about Jimmy and how we lost our virginities together and all the sexual firsts I experienced with him. He loved hearing the hide-and-go-seek story and how we ended up having sex in the janitor’s closet. Noah said I have the best “first-time” story he ever heard.

Then something unexpected happened. I received an invitation to my tenth-year high school reunion in the mail. At first I had no intention of going. I hated high school and didn’t have many friends, certainly no one I keep in touch with. There was really no reason to go, except for Jimmy.

Noah insisted that I attend the reunion. He said I owe it to my former geeky teen self, to show everyone how well I turned out. He said, “Let them see what a success you are. You should be proud of what you’ve accomplished. Promise me you’ll go.”

What a wonderful boyfriend I have. I decided to go to my reunion. Then Noah said something that stopped me in my tracks. “The other reason to go to your reunion is to see Jimmy again. He was obviously someone who was very important to you at the time. You should reconnect. You know, if the opportunities come up, you should have sex with him again. In fact, he can be your “hall-pass.”

“My what?”

“Hall pass. Jimmy can be your hall pass. You know, the one person you’re allowed to have sex with without any consequences. Not that you need my permission or anything but if it happens, go for it. Enjoy yourself, relive your youth.”

“Sure, okay, I guess. By the way, who would be your hall-pass, Noah?”

“Mine would be Brad Pitt.”

I chuckled and thought, what a wonderful boyfriend I have.

It was all settled then. I was going to my tenth-year high school reunion.

The weekend of the reunion I drove to my parents’ house for a long overdue visit. After spending the day catching up with my folks, I got ready and headed over to the reunion. The reunion was being held at the High School. I haven’t stepped foot in that building since graduation ten years ago. Never feeling like I fit in or belonged, I had complicated feeling toward high school. If it wasn’t for my attempt to reconnect with Jimmy there is no way I’d be going to this event.

I checked in, got my nametag and started mingling through the crowd. I wasn’t recognizing many faces and no one seemed to remember me either. Even with nametags I wasn’t recognizing many people. I guess I really put my high school years behind me. Feeling out of place and regretting my decision to come, I was considering leaving when I saw a face from my past.

Standing in the corner, nursing a beer was Coach Kincade. Now in his late 50’s still looking pretty good for a man his age. Apparently he was still head coach at the high school. What do you know, some things never change. Standing next to coach was a younger man who looked kind of familiar to me.

When I looked back the younger guy caught my eye and gave me a little wave. That’s when I recognized the man to be John McGovern, my childhood neighbor and brother to Jimmy. I don’t think I’ve seen John since Jimmy and Lisa’s engagement party ten years ago. Then, he was a somewhat gawky 14-year-old incoming high school freshman. Now he’s a fully grown 24-year-old man. In the years in between John followed in Jimmy’s footsteps and became the school’s football star. He brought the team to a State championship. Quite a feather in his and Coach Kincade’s cap. He even went one step further than Jimmy and got a “full ride” scholarship to a Big-10 school. Unfortunately, going pro was not in the cards for John and after graduating two years ago came back home and now works as Coach Kincade’s assistant football coach.

“Chris, nice to see you again.” John walked over to me to shake my hand with Coach following close behind him. “It’s been a while. Coach, do you remember Chris Miller? He graduated with my brother Jimmy.”

“Sure I remember. Miller, how’s it going?” Coach and I shook hands, but I never got the sense that he really remembered me. I guess when you’ve been a coach for so many years you can’t remember everyone. I was also thinking, he probably fucked so many of his students he can’t remember them all.

 John and I chatted a bit and caught up while Coach hovered around not saying much. Turns out, they were at the reunion representing the school faculty. Coach had his hand on John’s shoulder. Occasionally, he would give it a squeeze. He looked grumpy and annoyed. It was like he was jealous of me and John talking.  Weird, everything about their body language told me that they were fucking. Sure, my gaydar picked it up but I wonder who else knows. Does Jimmy know?

After another five minutes of awkward conversation Jimmy and his wife Lisa suddenly appeared.  Jimmy looked as handsome as ever. Ten years older but as hot as ever. He didn’t have the same lean, teen body he had as an eighteen year old, but neither did I. He now had the older, mature body of a father of three. To me he was just as fuckable as ever. Lisa was clearly pregnant. I would guess at least six months.

They came right over and joined our trio. Looking at me, Jimmy said, “Chris, Oh my God. So glad you decided to come.” Then he acknowledged Coach and his brother John. Coach’s mood changed instantly. He got a big grin on his face and gave Jimmy a big hug. I swear hugging jimmy gave Coach an erection.

“Jimmy, one of my favorite students. How you doing? It’s been too long.” Coach totally ignored Lisa and seemed to forget about John. For his part, once John hugged his brother and kissed his sister-in-law hello, he stated, “I’m going to get another drink. Jimmy, Lisa I’ll talk to you later. Chris, it was nice seeing you again.”  With that he took off with Coach Kincade following closely behind him.

“I don’t know about you, but there is something weird about John and Coach Kincade”. Lisa said, “I can’t believe they are living together.”

“He said he was just renting a room from Coach, trying to save money to buy his own place, “was Jimmy reply.

Lisa rolled her eyes and I kept my opinions to myself.

Finally it was only the three of us when Lisa turned to me and asked, “I don’t know you, do I?”

Jimmy introduced me to her “You remember Chris Miller, don’t you? He graduated with us.”

“No, sorry.”

“We were in Spanish class together for four years”, was my reply.

“Okay, we probably just didn’t have the same group of friends. I hung out mostly with the cheerleaders and the football players.”

Once a bitch, always a bitch, I thought to myself. How did Jimmy end up with this woman? Of course, Jimmy was no better. He treated me like shit until we were stuck in the closet together and ended up connecting (and fucking).

“I’m going to get another ginger ale. I so wish I could get something stronger. Listen, Sharon needed to talk with me. She’s having problems again with Ted. We’re going to go outside to chat. You don’t mind, do you? You can stay here and catch up with Craig”.

Fuck, it’s like she’s not even trying to get my name right.

Finally Jimmy and I were alone. We talked and caught up. He talked about his three kids with one on the way and how he is now running his dad’s construction company. He seemed happy with the life he’s built with Lisa and appeared to be quite content. I told him about Noah and my job at the law firm. So much has changed in the past ten years.

Then Jimmy got very quiet and said, “You know, I think a lot about the time we lost our virginity, stuck in the closet during that hide-and-go-seek game. It was very special and between you and me, it was probably the best sex I ever had.”

“Me too. I think about it all the time, and the few times we had sex after that. It was very special to me. I guess you never get over the person you first have sex with. It’s like we’re bonded to each other.”

“I guess you can say that”, Jimmy replied. “The only time I was ever with a guy was with you and the two times with Coach. And with Coach, I never really had feelings for him. He was more of a mentor, a father-figure for me. I had to let it play out and see where it went. I don’t regret it but nothing I’d want to do again. With you it was different. I did end up having feelings for you. Being married and becoming a Father complicated everything.”

“You don’t have to explain.”

“No, I do,” Jimmy continued. “I wish we did continue seeing each other; continue having sex. You fulfill something in me that I can’t get from Lisa or any other women. I miss that. I need that.” These were the words I wanted so desperately to hear from Jimmy these past ten years. Everything around us faded away. We just stared into each other’s eyes.

After a few moments an idea popped into my head. “You know, the janitor’s closet is not far from here. We can go down and reenact our hide-and-go-see adventure. What do you say?”

Jimmy said nothing at first. He just stood there thinking. “I would like that. No, I would love that. Let’s do it.” We put our drinks down and headed down the hall to the back staircase where the janitor’s closet was located in the basement. There it was, as I remembered, to the right of the staircase. Hidden in plain sight. My heart was pounding as I reached for the doorknob. Hooray, the door was unlocked. We slipped in quickly and closed the door behind us. It was still very small as we were cramped next to the utility sink. This time we were facing each other instead of cock to ass as before. Jimmy put his arms around me and gave me a hard, wet, passionate kiss on the lips. I melted in his arms and kissed him just as hard back.

I unbuckled my belt and pushed my suit pants and boxer briefs down to my ankles. My hard erect cock pressed against Jimmy as we hugged again. Groping Jimmy growing cock through his pants, my only thought was I needed to feel his enormous cock sliding in and out of my hungry hole real soon. Then I undid his belt, unzipped his fly and lowered his pants. There it was, Jimmy was still wearing a traditional white jockstrap. It’s nice to know that some things never change.

I squeezed the full jockstrap pouch a few times then lowered the elastic waistband below his balls. Finally, his cock was free. I squatted as best I could and maneuvered to take his fully engorged cock into my mouth. There was something I always loved about Jimmy’s penis. It was a perfect shape and size. Not small, but not too big. It fit into my mouth without any trouble. My hands massaged his perfectly shaped balls while my tongue swirled around his cockhead. I was loving it and by the gentle moans coming from Jimmy, he was too.

Taking a break from my sucking I softly asked, “Check the shelf, maybe there’s some lube up there.” Jimmy felt around, then pulled down a jar of Vaseline. It couldn’t be the same jar from ten years ago, could it? I didn’t care. I just wanted to get fucked. Standing up, I started to turn around. Jimmy gently pushed me forward so I was bend over the utility sink. I spread my ass checks apart while Jimmy greased up his cock with the Vaseline. He then put two fingers into the jar, scooped out a large dollop of grease and inserted them into my waiting hole. The Vaseline felt cold, but his fingers felt wonderful as they probed and coated my hole. Soon his fingers were replaced by this cockhead as he started pushing himself inside of me. His cock felt amazing, just as it did ten years ago.

It didn’t take long for him to fully enter me. His hairy balls were pressed up against my ass as he waited for my body to become accustomed to his invading cock. Jimmy wrapped his arms around my chest and whispered in my ear. “This feels so good. You feel so good. It’s like I’m losing my virginity all over again.”

I felt the same way. Jimmy began pumping his cock in and out of me.

Suddenly, we heard voices coming down the stairs and we froze instantly. I was experiencing déjà vu. This was the second time that we couldn’t speak or move because someone was standing outside the janitor’s closet while Jimmy’s cock was stuffed deep inside my hole.

This time the voices belonged to Coach Kincade and Jimmy’s brother John.

“I don’t know why you are so upset.” Coach’s loud baritone voice came clear through the door. “You are starting to sound like a woman.”

“I’m not upset Glenn. I just think we should discuss it.” Ha, Glenn. I didn’t even know that was Coach Kincade’s first name.

“I told you not to call me Glenn in public. It’s fine to call me Glenn at home, but at school, it’s Coach. Got it?”

“Yes Coach”, was John’s response.

“Come here.” I assume they were hugging. “Now, let’s get through this night so I can get you home and get my hands on that hot ass of yours.”

Coach talking about John’s hot ass, literally made his brother’s cock twitch inside my ass. Once Coach and John went back upstairs and it was quiet again, Jimmy resumed his fucking. It was a weird situation, and I can’t imagine how Jimmy felt about his brother and Coach living together and apparently fucking like a married couple. For me, I was happy for the two of them. Coach Kincade was too macho and too closeted for someone like me, but as long as they are happy, who am I to disapprove.

“That was bizarre,” I started to say.

“Let. Me. Just. Focus. On. Your. Ass.” Jimmy responded as each word accompanied a hard bang of his cock against the depths of my hole. “I. Don’t. Want. To. Think. About, Coach. Kincade. Fucking. My, Brother.” With the last word, “brother”, Jimmy deposited his full load into my ready hole. I loved the fact that Jimmy’s seed, the same seed that fathered three kids, with one on the way was planted deep inside me. His daddy seed was turning me on so much.

Once Jimmy recovered and his cock started shrinking, he pulled his Vaseline and cum covered cock out of my ass. When I turned around my stiff, hard cock pressed against Jimmy’s hip. We kissed a few times as I grabbed some paper towels and mopped up the cum that started dripping out of my hole.

Jimmy then squatted down and took hold of my hard cock. “I haven’t sucked a cock since the last time we got together. What was it, maybe nine or ten years ago? Actually, yours is the only cock I’ve ever sucked in my life. Coach fucked me, but I never sucked him. This is the only cock I’ve ever had the desire to suck.” With that, he put me in his mouth and sucked away. Jimmy had only sucked me a few times in the past and for a novice, he was pretty good. I was loving what his mouth was doing. The combination of freshly getting fucked, reconnecting with Jimmy and knowing that he hasn’t been with another guy since me, brought me to the edge. I was sexually charged and about to explode.

“Jimmy, I’m about to cum.” I gave Jimmy the opportunity to let me pull out and not cum down his throat. However, Jimmy kept his hands on my ass and double down on his sucking. Apparently, he wanted me to cum in his mouth. I obliged and let it rip. Shot after shot of cum erupted from my cock into Jimmy’s mouth. Jimmy kept up and swallowed every last drop I gave him.

Breaking the silence, I finally said, “We should get back before we’re missed.”  We pulled ourselves together and cleaned up as best we can. It helped that there was a utility sink and paper towels handy. Just as I was about to open the door, Jimmy put his hand on mine to stop me from turning the doorknob.

“Before we go”, Jimmy said.  “I meant what I said. I miss being with you and I want to figure out a way to keep seeing you.” He leaned toward me and kissed me hard on the lips.

“Wow, I wasn’t expecting you to say that” I replied.  “I would love that too Jimmy. But I live in New York City and have a boyfriend. You have a wife and three, almost four kids. How can it work?”

“Who knows? We’ll figure it out later. Just promise me that you’ll try.”

“I promise.” We kissed one more time then slipped out of the closet.

And we did just that. We figured out a way to make it work. It’s been a number of years now and about once or twice a year we plan a get together. It’s usually at my parent’s lake cabin. Just the two of us. We spend two or three days fucking and sucking and enjoying each other’s bodies. Jimmy tells his wife Lisa that he is spending the weekend with the boys, fishing or hunting. She doesn’t know the truth. Sometimes I feel a little guilty fucking and getting fucked by a married man, but I get over it. Lisa has always been a bitch to me and who knows, maybe I’m helping Jimmy out. If he is sleeping with me and getting his male-to-male sex needs out of his system, then he won’t go looking for it somewhere else. (That’s what I tell myself anyway).

My boyfriend Noah does know what goes on between Jimmy and me during our boys’ weekends away. He knows how important Jimmy is to me and how he was so many of my “firsts”. Noah doesn’t have hang-ups regarding monogamy. We’ve very open with each other. The only requirement Noah has is that I must describe, in detail, everything Jimmy and I did together. We every reenact our sex acts with me playing the Jimmy part. Trust me, its super hot. Sometimes I can’t believe how a simple game of hide-and-go-seek in High School changed my life forever. It was a faithful day indeed.