I met Becky my senior year of high school and knew I'd found the love of my life. We dated all through our senior year of high school and all through college.

After graduation, I found a nice comfortable job with a large advertising firm in a large metropolitan city across the state at a very nice salary. Becky and I married and took a seven day cruise to the Caribbean for our honeymoon.

I was successful at my job and steadily received nice increases in salary and position. Becky and I couldn't have been happier, and our sex life was awesome.

As our fifth anniversary approached, I asked if she would like to recreate our honeymoon with another Caribbean cruise and she loved the idea. I booked the cruise and it was fantastic. We were inseparable during the cruise and had wild sex in our stateroom.

We returned home, our commitment to each other renewed. Then, a week later, I was sent out of town for four days to see a prospective new client. I left on Sunday and returned on Thursday. I had called Becky every night and everything seemed normal.

However when I entered our house, all was quiet. I began calling out to Becky with no response. I entered our bedroom and found no one there. Looking around I found an envelope on my pillow. My heart sank as I opened it.

I began reading.

'Mike, I have tried so hard to tell you how I felt the last few months but couldn't. I know it was wrong to keep you thinking everything was great between us. I shouldn't have let you book the cruise, but I was a coward. You are a great guy and will always have a special place in my heart but I have found someone else that I love. I am filing for divorce and I am asking for nothing. Everything is yours. All I want is my freedom. Please forgive me. Becky'.

I sank to the bed and began crying heavily. After a while, I regained my composure and reached for my cell phone. I called her number, but there was no answer. I left a message for her to please call me.

Her twin brother lived in town so I called him.

When he answered he said, "Hey Mike. What's going on?"

"Brad, do you know where Becky is?"

"What do you mean?"

"Brad, she's gone. She left me. I just got home from a business trip and found a note."

"Are you at home?"


"Stay there. I don't know what the fuck is going on but I'm on my way over."

Thirty minutes later Brad arrived and came rushing in without knocking. I was sitting on the sofa in the living room, leaning forward, holding my head in my hands.

Sitting next to me, he began, "Okay fill me in. Did the two of you have an argument?"

"No," I said, then filled him in on our cruise, the fantastic sex, and my business trip. "I got home about half hour before I called you and found this," I said, handing him the note.

He read it and then called her number. Again no answer. I again began sobbing and as I did, he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to him, holding me tightly. Laying my head on his shoulder, I reached out with my free arm and wrapped it around his neck.

After several moments, I again regained my composure. Looking at him I asked, "Brad, did you know anything?"

"I swear to you, Mike, I know nothing. I talked to her yesterday afternoon. She told me you were out of town on business so I invited her to dinner but she said she was tired from work and was going to bed early."

She was a nurse at one of the large hospitals so I grabbed my phone and called it, asking for the surgical floor where she worked.

Not wanting to let them know anything was wrong, I simply said, "I need to speak with Becky Rivers. I believe she's a nurse on your floor. It's really important."

"Sir, I'm sorry, but Ms. Rivers resigned unexpectedly from our staff on Tuesday."

"Thank you," I replied before disconnecting the call.

Looking at Brad, I told him what I had been told.

I called my boss and told him I needed Friday off and why. he told me to take the following week off. I thanked him and told Brad what was going on.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to start calling around and see if I can find out anything from her friends."

"Mike, why don't you come and spend the night at my place. You don't need to be alone tonight."

"Thanks, I think I will."

I picked up my bag from the trip and followed him to his condo. Once inside he said, "You're welcome to stay as long as you want."

He went to the bar and fixed us both a stiff drink and afterward insisted we go get something to eat. I reluctantly agreed.

As we drove to the restaurant, Brad said, "I'm not drinking anything else since I'm driving, but if you want to get plastered, go right ahead. You have a good reason to."

I had several before dinner and I don't know how many after dinner back at his place. The last thing I remember is him helping me off the sofa to go to bed. When I regained consciousness the next morning it was almost ten. I was in his spare bedroom in bed wearing just my briefs.

I could smell coffee and figuring he had left some made for me I stumbled to the kitchen. There I found him also in briefs, but his were white men's nylon bikini briefs.

"Why aren't you at work?"

"I called in. That's what's nice about being the boss. I didn't know if you might need some help today locating Becky."

"Thanks, I might," I said. "I think we just might get more answers if you call as her brother."

"What if they ask how I got their number?"

"Uh, tell them that you had a key to the house, found her things gone and that she left an address book in her desk and that you're worried about her."

After I had a couple of cups of coffee and my head was pounding less, I began giving him numbers to call.

On the fourth call, one of her girlfriends told him not to tell me anything but that for the last year she had been secretly seeing a Dr. Simmons that was at the hospital.

After hanging up he called the hospital and asked for Dr. Simmons. He was told that he had taken a position at another hospital in another city.

We sat in silence a moment when he decided to try her number again. I told him not to let on that he knew anything if she answered.

She did answer and she told him that she had fallen in love with someone else and left me. She said she had filed divorce papers on Monday and that I should be receiving notice soon.

"So, he doesn't know anything yet?" Brad asked.

She said she had left a note and that i should have found it last night when I returned from my trip. He told her that she was totally wrong to do it that way. She hung up on him.

I decided to go home and wait to see if the papers were delivered. Shortly after lunch, a messenger for a local law firm knocked and had me sign for the papers. I read through them but the legal jargon made o sense to me. I called the attorney for my company and asked to see him immediately. I met with him and after reading them he said, "This is very cut and dried. She's not asking for anything. She agrees to you having everything accumulated during the marriage. If you don't contest it, all you have to do is sign the papers right now. I'll send them back and things should proceed very rapidly."

By now I was pissed as well as hurt. I signed the papers and handed them to the attorney.

"Mike, with you signing the papers, you are now basically a single man. I'll do what I can to speed this up."

I thanked him and left. Instead of driving home, I drove back to Brad's and told him what I was told.

"It's Friday and the single women should be out tonight. Why don't we find us a couple and fuck the hell out of them. I was a faithful husband on my trip and right now I'm considered single and I'm horny as hell."

Brad laughed and agreed to go out.

We did but unfortunately we didn't find any women. I got buzzed again and Brad insisted I stay with him instead of driving home.

Back at his place, we began watching TV. As we did, he went to his room and returned in his skimpy white nylon briefs.

"Is that all you wear?" I asked.

"When I wear them yea. I find the nylon much more comfortable than the cotton."

"What do you mean, 'when you wear them?'"

He admitted that frequently when in his jeans he goes commando and also goes nude at home a lot. I confessed that I had tried to get Becky to go nude at home but she refused and got pissed if I did it."

"Hell, man, you like going nude also?" he asked.

"Yep, I do and did it every chance I got. On my trips, I'd stay that way in my hotel room," I said with a slight slur.

"Man, I love it also, and if you want to do it here go right ahead. It wont bother me at all. Hell, if you do it, I'll even join you."

"No shit?"

"No shit," he replied. "I'll go first if you want me to," he said before standing and removing his briefs.

I laughed as I stood and started removing my clothes. Once I was totally nude like he was I said, "Shit, I feel like we're young kids doing something forbidden."

"I know what you mean. Fuck, in my early teens me and some buds would sneak off in the woods back home and strip down and go skinny dipping I Miller Creek then while we dried off sit around and watch each other jerk off."

"No you didn't," I said.

"Yes we did. It was fun. Did you ever do it with a bud?"

"No, but a bud and I talked about doing it. We just never did it."

"Shit, let's relive our youth and do it together right now," he said.

"Hell, I'm game," I slurred back at him.

We each reached for our cocks and began fondling them. Brad reached a full erection before I did, and for some reason seeing his hard cock made mine stiffen faster.

We began slowly stroking and I said, "This is wild. I've never done this with anyone before or seen any other guy do it."

"To me there is absolutely nothing wrong with two or more guys sitting around jerking off together. We all know guys do it, so what's the big deal about doing it together?"

"I agree," I replied.

We stroked for a while when he said, "When I did it with my buds we'd often sit in a circle and reach over and jerk the guy to our right."

"Fuck, you'd jerk each others cocks?"

"Yea. It's awesome feeling another guys hand on your cock. Want to see what it's like?"

"Sure," I replied.

he moved closer ad reached out and took my hard cock in his hand. He was right, it did feel good. I slowly reached over and began stroking him. Feeling his cock was erotic and made me hornier. Soon we both climaxed out onto our stomachs.

He got up and went to the kitchen, returning with several paper towels. As we wiped ourselves clean, he asked, "Feel better?"

"Hell yea," I said.

We went to bed in our separate rooms, both remaining nude.

The next morning, I went to the den to retrieve my clothes and found him drinking coffee and reading the paper still nude.

"Morning," he said as I picked up my clothes.

"Morning, I replied. "Did we really do what I think we did?"

"What do you thnk we did?"

"Did we jerk each other off?"

"Yes we did and you sure seemed to enjoy it. Yu going to dress or stay nude with me? You said you liked being nude."

"Fuck it," I said, throwing my clothes back on the floor.

"Mike, like the lawyer said, you're basically single now. You can do and live exactly like you want to, and if that includes living nude then do it. Hell, you've been like a brother to me for years."

"I feel the same way, Brad."

"Mike, why don't you spend the rest of the weekend with me? It will be fun."

"I've got nothing else planned, so if you want me to I will." For some strange reason I wanted to feel his cock again.

We stayed nude the rest of the day and in the mid afternoon we began drinking, me drinking more that Brad. By late evening I had a good buzz going but I wasn't 'drunk'.

We ordered in and Brad put on shorts only long enough to answer the door. After eating, we began watching TV. We had discussed going out but decided to stay home and stay nude.

As we watched TV, I later noticed Brad reach down and begin to fondle his cock. As it slowly stiffened, mine began to stiffen and I wondered why. I'd seen guys nude at the gym before and never had this reaction.

Before long, Brad was fully hard and very slowly began stroking his cock. I was boned also and reached down and grasped mine. He glanced over and saw me and smiled, then moved closer.

Without saying anything, he reached toward my cock and as he did I removed my hand. He grasped it and slowly stroked it. I reached for his and did the same.

After a moment, he said "You know, the only thing that would feel better than what we're doing is if we had a hot mouth on it sucking it."

"You know any women willing to do it?"

"A couple but they are married and they refuse to go all the way to a climax. They stop and let their husbands finish it off."

"What?" I said, shocked.

"Yea. Those couples are swingers and both the husband and wife are bisexual. The wives will suck on it but get off watching their husbands suck it off and swallow the load. Besides, the husbands are much better at it that their wives."

"Damn, man, you let the guys suck your cock?"

"Hell, yea. Sex is sex, regardless of who it's with."

"Fuck, I'm curious. Do you ever suck their husbands?"

"Yea, I do. I go both ways."

"You're shitting me man. No way!"

"Shall I prove it? I assume you've never had a guy blow you before. It's awesome and to prove to you I go both ways, I'll gladly give you your first one if you want to see what it's like."

I sat silent for a moment before saying, "Hell, I'll have to see you do it to believe it, so go ahead."

He slid to the floor and spread my legs apart, getting between them. Lifting my hard cock, he stroked it as he began to gently suck my balls.

I moaned softly and as I watched him, he moved to my cock, and after licking off a large drop of precum, he began swallowing my cock. I was in awe as I watched my cock totally disappear into his mouth and down his throat.

after a moment or two of him pulling back then swallowing me again, I said softly,"Fuck, Brad, don't stop. Make me cum."

I couldn't take my eyes off of him and every so often he would look up into my face. I could tell he was enjoying it.

It wasn't long before I could tell my climax was near. He could tell also and began sucking me faster.

"Fuck, Brad, I'm close. Make me cum!"

Seconds later, my cock exploded in his mouth. He continued sucking my cock making sure he had it all. Once he did, he slowly pulled off and as he looked at me he smiled and swallowed my load.

I let out a loud sigh as I lay my head back. As I did he asked, "Does that prove it to you?"

"I guess it does," I replied.

"How did you enjoy it?"

"Man, it was fantastic. Hell, it was better than fucking your sister."

"Mike, I'll do it any time you need me to."

As he sat back up on the sofa next to me I asked, "How long have you been bi?"

He said he started sex with his buds when they jerked together. Then as he got older, he would fuck pussy as well as suck cock.

"After i got out of college, I found out that I preferred sex with guys. Mike, I'm totally gay. I go with those two couples strictly so that the wives can watch their husbands and I suck and fuck each other."

"All these years of knowing you I never suspected anything. I still can't believe it."

"Mike, to be honest, I've been wanting to suck your cock ever since you started dating Becky."

"I can' believe it," I said.

"I hope I haven't turned you against me."

"Hell, no," I said. Then with a laugh, I said, "At least now when I get horny I know where to go."

"For sure," he said. "Stop by here, or call me and I'll come to your place."

"Brad, if i may ask, what all do you do with other guys?"

"When I'm with another guy, I do what he enjoys. Most of the time we tongue kiss and make out, suck each other, fuck each other, rim, cuddle, or what ever feels good."

I knew what he meant by everything except rim and i had him explain that to me. "You won't believe how great that feels," he said.

I reached over and pulled him to me and hugged him. Thanks for being here for me," I said, then as we separated, I leaned in and pressed my lips to his. we both parted our lips and seconds later our tongues were exploring the others mouth.

When the kiss ended, he looked at me and said, "What the fuck brought that on?"

"Curiosity. I wanted to see if it was any different than kissing a woman."

"Well?" he asked.

"Personally, I thought it was much hotter and erotic. I have no problem with doing it with you when we're together."

"Mike, you're curious about sex with another man aren't you?"

"Yes, I am but not until tonight."

"I will not suggest anything but if you want to experiment in any way, you will have to make the first move."

Smiling, I said, "I understand."

We returned to watching TV and I became more curious about what it would be like to suck a cock and feel it cum in my mouth and see what it tasted like. I wasn't sure if I would be able to swallow it or not.

About fifteen minutes later, without saying anything, I slid off the sofa and quickly got between Brad's legs. Grasping his cock with one hand, I lifted his firm round balls to my mouth and began sucking them. Brad's cock quickly stiffened and after a moment I took it in my mouth. The feeling was erotic and I wasn't repulsed like I thought I might be.

As I sucked he moaned softly several times before saying, "Man, you're good for a beginner."

I could tell when he was close. He warned me ahead of time but I was set on going all the way. Moments later, his cock swelled and the eruption began. It began filling my mouth and I found the taste was surprisingly good, a salty-sweet mixture. I got it all and as I pulled off, I did what he had done. I looked into his face, smiled, then swallowed.

"Awesome," he said. "You're a natural."

He reached under my arm pits and pulled me up to him and kissed me passionately.

When we separated, he held me and said, "Would you share my bed with me tonight?"

"Sure, I'll try most anything once."

We sat cuddled on the sofa while we finished a movie we had both seen before. When it was over, he suggested we go on to bed.

Once in bed, he asked, "You ready to go again?"

"Yea, are you?"

"Hell, yea," he replied as he flipped around. Suddenly, we were in a sixty-nine, sucking each others cock. we both climaxed seconds apart and swallowed. Then as he flipped back around we cuddled and kissed passionately before going to sleep in each others arms.

The next day, I questioned Brad about fucking and getting fucked. He said the first couple of times it would hurt like hell at the beginning but would feel awesome before it was over. I asked if I could fuck him and he quickly said yes.

I did and it was awesome. He was on his back with his legs pulled up and as I fucked his ass we kissed like starving lovers. I soon filled his ass with my load than told him I wanted him to fuck me.

After some preparation, he began his entry and it did hurt like nothing I had ever experienced before. He as slow and gentle and before long the pain eased up and it began to feel awesome. I wanted desperately to feel his cock erupt in my ass. It was fantastic.

Later as we talked I looked at him and said, "Just a few days ago I was happily married, or so I thought. Now, I know sex with another man is awesome and much less dramatic. I'm not sure if I'll ever go back to pussy."

"Mike, I'm here anytime you want to have sex."

I went home and returned to work. Brad and I would have sex two or three times a week. I received a call from Becky's parents apologizing for what Becky did to me.

The divorce was soon final and Brad and I 'celebrated' me being officially single. he took me to a gay bar where almost anything was allowed.

Once inside, we saw guys kissing and making out, as well as sucking each other while other customers watched. Brad introduced me to some of his friends and I watched him suck a couple of them off. The thought of strangers watching me suck a cock turned me on and I began groping one of his friends.

"Go for it if you want to," his friend said.

I quickly unzipped his pants and dropped to my knees. After retrieving his cock I quickly began sucking him. As best as i could tell, there were five guys watchng me suck his cock. I soon received his load and as I pulled off I swallowed and said "Delicious."

Brad patted me on the back sayig, "That was hot. He normally doesn't let guys do that in here."

about a month later, Brad asked me to be his lover. I accepted and he sublet his condo and moved in with me.

Hos parents knew he was gay and when they found out we were lovers that were shocked but very pleased. They accepted us openly.

Becky was never told about Brad and I. Then one day at a family dinner when she and her new husband visited, Brad and I showed up. things were tense for a short while but I got her aside and told her that what happened was for the best.

Brad and I are still together and very happy. Becoming suddenly single was the best thing that ever happened to me.




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