Being tired of life in the big city, I began checking out my options, visiting smaller towns within a hundred miles or so.
I lived in Collierville, a town of over a quarter million people. The traffic was horrible and everyone was in a rush. The only thing I found that I liked in town was one particular gay bar. The clientele was varied and you could find any type guy you wanted.
I began looking for a smaller town and eventually visited Lakeview. It had a population of about fifty thousand and life moved at a much slower pace. It had plenty to offer and I began looking for a job. I sent applications to all major firms in the area that might need an accountant. Three weeks later I got a response.
I received a letter asking me to call for an interview appointment. I did and was hired. The salary was slightly lower than what I had been making but the cost of living was much lower which actually made the salary better.
I made the move finding a nice large house better than the apartment that I had at a much lower rental cost. I was all set to start a new life at a slower pace.
On most weekends I would return to Collierville, get a motel room and hit my favorite bar. I did this regularly. Sometimes I found a guy to take to my room, sometimes I didn't.
My usual routine was to get a seat at the bar and cruise the guys there. If someone interested me I would find a way to let them know I was interested and let them make the move.
About three months after moving, I returned one weekend and went to the bar. Following my routine, I sat at the bar and ordered a beer. A few minutes later, three guys came in and one in particular caught my eye.
He was right at six fool tall, extremely muscular, good looking and had a smile that was absolutely beautiful. His dark hair was short and his tank top revealed a hairy chest.
I watched as he and his friends gathered around a pool table waiting for their turn. I watched him for a while and eventually he looked my way and saw me looking at him. Our eyes held on each other for a moment before he looked away.
After a moment, he came to the bar to order another beer. He could have gone to the end of the bar closer to him but instead he came to an open spot next to me to place his order.
As he walked up, he looked at me, smiled and said, "Hi. How's you evening going?"
he placed his order and I responded, "Not bad, how about yours?"
"Getting better. You come here much?"
"Just about every weekend and I don't remember seeing you before."
"This is my first trip here. My buds talked me into coming. You live here in town?"
"No, I used to but moved to a smaller town. When I'm here I get a motel room."
"Nice," he replied. "Well, maybe I'll see you around. I doubt this will be my last time here."
"I'll look for you," I said.
He turned and left but continually looked my way, watching me.
For the next several weeks, I would see him and each time our talks got longer. We had finally introduced ourselves to each other and his name was Brad. When I asked what he did for a living, he just said he and his friends all worked in public service for a near by town.
Then one Friday night as we talked, he said, "Mark, I like you."
"I like you too, but what made you suddenly say that?"
"I like the fact that you're not pushy and loud. I go more for the quiet type. I hate guys that get pushy and do what ever they can to get a guy in bed for a quickie."
"Well, that's certainly not me."
"I can tell. In the time I've known you, I've never seen you make advances to other guys, yet you are friendly to all."
"Brad, I figure that if they are interested, they will let me know."
"Mark, I'm interested. Very interested."
Smiling, I looked at him and said, "So am I."
"You're room available?"
"Yep, but what about your friends?"
"They like the party type guys. We have a room but they won't mind if I'm not there. How long you here for?"
"Tonight and tomorrow night. How about you?"
"The same," he replied.
"Well, why don't you go tell them you won't be with them tonight."
Smiling, he said, "I was hoping you'd say that. I'll be right back."
He turned and left and I watched as he talked with them. As he did, they both looked my way, then each smiled and gave him a slap on the shoulder.
He returned to me and after another beer asked if I was ready to leave. I told him I definitely was.
We left and drove to my motel and entered my room. Once the door was closed and locked, he took me in his muscled arms, pulled me close to him and kissed me passionately. I, of course, returned the kiss.
After the kiss, he began nibbling at my nose then ears as he began undressing me. Once he had my shirt off, we kissed again for a moment then I removed his tank top. Once it was off, I leaned forward and began licking and sucking on his large nipples.
We soon removed our jeans and once totally nude, he easily picked me up and gently lay me on the bed. His body was awesome and his cock long and slim. He lay atop me gently and we kissed again. There was no rushing into sex. Everything was gentle and loving.
After a few minutes of hot, yet gentle, making out, he began working his way down my body, stopping first at my nipples. Then he slowly worked his way lower to my cock. After licking off a large drop of precum he went to my balls and began sucking them. I moaned in pleasure.
After a moment he gently lifted my legs. I wasn't sure if he was going to rim me for fuck me. Either would have been fine with me.
I soon felt his hot wet tongue begin licking my hole, then start drilling into it. I again moaned audibly.
He ate my ass for several minutes before moving to my cock. Lifting it gently off my stomach he swallowed the entire shaft.
"Oh fuck yea!" I exclaimed. Slowly and lovingly he began sucking my hard cock. It seemed that he was making love to it and I as in heaven. He had me so turned on that it didn't take me long to near my climax. He knew I was close and began sucking eagerly.
My cock soon exploded, filling his mouth with my hot thick load. I heard him moan as he collected every drop. Once he had me milked dry, he hungrily swallowed.
As he pulled off, he looked at me and said, "I've been wanting that since the second time I talked to you."
"Why did you wait so long?"
"Like I said, I like the quiet silent type and had to make sure you were my type."
"I assume I am?"
"Most definitely," he replied before kissing me again.
I rolled him onto his back and repeated serviced him as he had done me. I was in heaven as I sucked his large full balls and looked up his muscular hairy body.
I soon ate his ass hungrily and then moved to his cock. As I swallowed he moaned his approval. Before long, I received my reward and hungrily swallowed his massive load.
We kissed again and afterward, he held me and said, "Mark, that was the most fantastic blow I've had in years."
"Well, you can have one anytime you want," I said.
"So can you," he replied.
As we cuddled together, we talked more and I found out that he was twenty-nine, and lived alone.
I asked how long he had been gay, and he laughed.
"I sucked my first cock at twelve," he said.
"Holy fuck, who?"
"My best buddy and I had started messing around some, just jerking together and jerking each other. We had both recently started shooting and were fascinated by it. His sixteen year old brother walked in one day and caught us. He said it was cool and stripped down and joined us. One thing led to another and we started jerking his cock. He soon stopped us and asked if we wanted him to show us something that felt better. We said sure and he sucked us both off. he then talked us into sucking him. We took turns and I happened to be the one to be sucking him when he shot his load. He tole me to swallow it like he had done ours. I did and have been at it ever since."
"Did you do him often?"
"Oh yea. He and my buddy started doing each other daily after school before their parents got home. I would go over three to four times a week. Then after about a year, he had us start fucking him. We loved that and he had my buddy and I fuck each other. Once we were used to it, he started fucking us also."
"Damn, that's awesome. I didn't start until I was fourteen."
"How did you start?"
"It was similar to yours. My buddy was going to visit his grandpa on his farm and invited me to go. His grandpa had a twenty-two year old guy living there on the farm working for him. One day his Grandpa went to town for supplies and we stayed at the farm. We went to the barn and started jerking off and Sam, the hired hand, caught us. He said he wouldn't tell if we'd let him join us. We agreed and we all jerked together that first time. Sam said that if we wanted to we could do it together again. We agreed and the second time he sucked us off while he jerked off. My buddy and I started sucking each other then one day e met Jim and both took turns sucking him. We loved it, but I didn't get fucked until I was a junior in high school. That as by another buddy."
"It looks like we both started pretty young," he said.
"Yep," I said. "Have you ever regretted being gay?"
"Not at all. I played the straight game for a few years, during high school and in the Navy. I fucked pussy and all like a straight man does, but it just wasn't the same. Then I found that a fellow sailor was gay and he and I developed a friendship and had sex together. I found I was much happier having sex with another man."
We kissed more and made out and as we did, our cocks again became rock hard. Brad lifted his legs up saying, "Fuck me. I want to feel you deep in me."
I got into position and as I began my entry we kissed again. I was soon in him balls deep and he said, "That feels so great. Fuck me hard and deep. Pound me."
I did as he requested and fucked him hard and deep, and before long I filled his ass with my load.
"Fuck yea! Shoot it up me. I love it," he said.
I emptied my balls up his hot ass before slowly pulling out. I then had him fuck me and feeling his load shoot up me was awesome.
We then showered together before cuddling together and going to sleep. The next morning we had our first sixty-nine, devouring each others loads for breakfast.
Afterward, we kissed and I asked, "When do you want me to take you to meet your friends?"
"You trying to get rid of me?"
"Hell no!" I said emphatically. "I just wasn't sure what your plans were."
"You can take me back to their motel tomorrow morning," he said with a smile.
"Perfect. Shall we stay in bed all day?"
"I don't see why not except to eat," he answered.
We dressed minimally for breakfast, lunch, and dinner each time returning and stripping and having sex.
That night we went to the bar and he introduced me to his friends, Jim and Cory. Both were also well built and hot looking but just a little too forward for me. The four of us spent the evening together before Brad asked what time they were going to head home. Jim said about noon and Brad said he would be back by then.
Cory laughed and said, "Mark, you must be special. I can't remember the last time he spent two nights with the same guy."
"Knock it off, Cory. You just worry about yourself," Brad told him.
That night we had awesome sex again and the next morning as I dropped him off, I asked, "you going to be back next weekend?"
"If you will be here, you better believe I will."
"See you then," I said.
Brad and I met every weekend for the next month or so. I grew very fond of him, but his secrecy about his job and personal life had me skeptical.
I was leaving work one afternoon and found my way totally blocked by fire equipment. Ahead was an abandoned warehouse in flames. I was trapped in traffic and had nothing else to do but watch.
I got out and walked closer and as I did, I suddenly froze. There, in full firefighting gear was Brad as well as Cory. As I stared, I couldn't believe it. I now knew what he meant by working in public service. I wondered what Jim did. I couldn't believe we all lived in the same town.
The following weekend, I met them all at the bar and Brad quickly hugged and kissed me right in front of the others. I was glad to see him but filled with questions. Brad and I later left for my motel.
Once inside the room he asked, "You seem preoccupied tonight. Is anything wrong?"
"Brad, first off, I want you to know that you mean a lot to me. If this is to continue, I feel we both need to be totally honest with each other."
"I agree, but what are you getting at?"
"When I asked what you did for a living, why didn't you just say you were a fireman in Lakeview?"
"How did you find out?"
"This past week I as tied up in traffic at the warehouse fire. I got out and walked up closer and saw you and Cory in uniform."
"Mark, I've wanted to tell you but if it got out it could mean our jobs. Even if we didn't get fired, most of the guys can't accept working closely with gays."
"Brad, you know I wouldn't say anything to anyone. I would never do anything that might hurt you."
"I realize that now. Can you forgive me?"
"Under one condition," I replied.
"And what would that be?"
"You start coming to my place when you can during the week."
"Try and keep me away," he said. "I can't wait to see Jim and Cory's expressions when I tell hem we all live in Lakeview."
"Don't say anything to them. I want to see it also. What night are all three of you off this coming week?"
"Get them to agree to go out to dinner. If they ask where, just tell them a friend invited you to dinner and said you could bring some friends. bring them to my house."
"Deal," he said.
We had hot sex all weekend and were looking forward to Wednesday night. I asked what Jim did and he just said he would prefer it if I asked him in person.
Wednesday arrived and when they arrived the look on Jim and Cory's faces was priceless. We all got a good laugh out of it and I explained how I found out that Brad and Cory were firemen. I then said that Brad wouldn't tell me what Jim did and said to ask him.
Jim smiled and said, "I'm a patrol police officer. In fact you like in my patrol area."
We all relaxed and discussed our work. I discussed my accounting work and they talked about their work.
After dinner, Jim looked up and said, "Well, I guess Brad won't be going to the bar with us any longer."
"Not when I've got this stud living so close to me."
Time passed and Brad as a very frequent visitor. About three months later, He was over for the weekend and after dinner he came up to me and said, "Mark, I never thought I'd find the right person, but I have. I love you with all my heart. Will you be my life partner?"
"I never thought I'd fine the right man either, but I have. I love you also and I would be honored to be your partner until eternity.
We kissed and he carried me to my bedroom. After a hot sixty-nine, I suggested he move in with me.
"If anyone ask, just tell them you ran into an old school friend and to save money you're renting a room from him," I said.
"If I have you by my side, I don't care if everyone knows I'm gay or not."
"Just don't tell Jim or Cory. Let's surprise them this week at dinner."
Mid week, Jim and Cory arrived for dinner and we broke the news to them. They both said that they expected it and congratulated us.
That night for the first time, we had a four way with them. It was strange but hot.
They helped Brad move his things into my house and Brad and I officially became a couple.
A week or so later, Brad came home all smiles. When I asked what was up, he said, "I came out at work today."
"We have a new man on our crew. He's openly gay and it shocked me that the guys all accepted him. He has a partner and the guys thought it was cool. I decided to tell them about us. They were totally shocked when I said I was gay also and that they had all been living and working with me for years."
Life was going great. Cory also came out as did Jim after another officer was found out and accepted.
Brad and I had been a couple for almost a year when I got a call from Cory. It wasn't one I wanted.
"Mark, Brad's been hurt in a fire. A roof caved in and he's in serious condition. They are taking him to Lakeview General."
"I'm on my way," I said.
Brad and I had signed medical power of attorneys, giving each other power to make medical decisions.
I grabbed them and headed for the hospital. They didn't want to give me any information even though we were life partners. I wasn't immediate family. I presented the papers and things changed. I was filled in on his condition. It was touch and go.
As I waited, several other firemen came in and seeing me asked if I was Mark. They hugged me and said if there was anything they could do to just let them know. They said I was all Brad ever talked about. I felt warm and loved.
Brad had severe internal injuries and a broken arm and leg. he was critical for a while and soon was listed as stable.
Once he was coherent I told him that I needed him and he better not leave me. He smiled and said, "No way. You're the only thing that got me through everything, knowing you were waiting for me."
It took several months but he made a full recovery. He was given a medal for valor for saving a young boys life.
We are still together after five years but I worry every time I know that there is a fire. I've been talking to him about him retiring from the department and he and I starting a fire safety company. I think I almost have him convinced. At least I hope I do.
I love him too much to go through this again.