The door opened, and he stood there with a towel wrapped around his waist. He gave me a look that wasn’t particularly friendly, and he didn’t immediately invite me in. Maybe I was older than he figured I’d be, maybe not as good-looking. But he wasn’t everything I’d expected, either -- heavier, less muscular. Well, I thought, so neither of us is a dreamboat. That’s the world for you. “Can I come in?” He didn’t answer, just...

When we pulled into Matt’s driveway, I heard Terri take a deep breath. “Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked her. “Yes,” she said. “Just a little nervous.” ‘Me, too,” I said. “A lot nervous, actually.” “Ok, me, too. A lot.” “Two weeks ago, would you even have dreamed we’d do something like this?” I asked. “Ha!” she said. “Not a chance.” We both laughed a little at that, which seemed to relieve the tension. It was a...

I looked at the dildo in my wife’s hand. It suddenly looked much bigger than it had in the store, where she insisted on buying one for each of us. “I don’t know,” I said. “That looks like it would split me open.” “It’s not much bigger than you are,” she said, “ And I’ve had you in my butt. If I can do it, you can.” I must have still looked a little doubtful. “Don’t worry,” she said. “I’ll be gentle.” She reached for the b...

I got out of bed and headed toward the shower. I would have loved to invite my wife to join me, but it wouldn’t be long before the kids started dragging themselves out of bed and we couldn’t take the risk of getting caught. It’s hard to find any privacy in a house with two teenagers. That afternoon I flaked out in front of the coach with the TV on, but I was barely paying attention. Instead I was daydreaming about the mor...

I left Matt’s house that day with a strange sense of elation. We had crossed a line that most guys never cross, having sucked each other’s cocks and kissed like lovers, but while we had done something forbidden I didn’t feel we had done something wrong . Exactly the opposite, in fact; it felt right . We had tried to please each other sexually, which is what people should do, isn’t it? The fact that we were both men seemed...

The afternoon of my visit to Dan’s house was far from a pleasant one, inside my head at least. I was a little freaked out by how fast and far things had gone with him. Just a couple of weeks ago he’d been a complete stranger, but now I’d had his cock in my hand and a finger up his ass. How could such a thing happen? It was a good thing work was slow that afternoon, because I couldn’t focus on anything. Or to put it more a...

Although it had taken me two weeks to come around to the idea of emailing Matt, I was inexplicably impatient to hear back from him. I checked my inbox obsessively for several hours, so often my wife asked me what I was waiting for. I mumbled some evasive answer (“Lying to her already,” I thought with shame), and forced myself not to look at my phone for nearly two hours.  When it finally seemed safe to have another look,...

At forty-five my life had settled into a middle-aged routine that I suppose most men have fallen into by that age. I’d been married almost twenty years, my kids were in their mid-teens, I had a good if not exciting job, we lived in a leafy suburb with good schools, we had solid friends and family nearby. But if I was content, I was not really happy, not in the relaxed, carefree way you have when you’re in your twenties. M...

Two days later, I picked up the phone and called Tom. ‘You won’t believe what my wife said.” “I’ll bet it was pretty choice, whatever it was,” he answered. “Why do you say that?” I asked. “Well, all she had to do was snap her fingers and you dropped me like a rock,” he said. “You know I didn’t have a choice,” I said “I told you all along that my marriage and family come first.” “Yeah, but you could have called me just onc...

For several weeks I tried not to think about Tom, and for the most part succeeded. But I couldn’t put him out of my mind completely, and there were times when I missed him terribly. Once or twice I picked up the phone intending to call him, and many times started writing him an email, but I couldn’t bring myself to press the “call’ or “send” buttons. Things at home were predictably grim. My wife was still talking to me, t...

“Now what?” I asked. Tom propped himself on one elbow and looked at me. “You mean now as in the next 20 minutes, or now as in for the rest of time?” “Let’s keep it simple for now,” I said. “The next 20 minutes.” “That’s easy, then,” he said. “You’re not leaving yet.” “Hadn’t planned to.” He looked at me consideringly. “So,” he said. “When you told me last night that you had once been in threesome, was it with two girls or...

I closed the door behind me, trying to make as little noise as possible. It clicked shut and I walked away, head spinning, heart pounding and a queasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. How on earth had this happened? Barely two minutes earlier, I had awakened with a start in somebody else’s apartment, in somebody else’s bed. A guy’s bed, with him in it, his arm thrown across my chest. I had leaped out of bed, pushing his...

When I was a college freshman, I got to be friends with a guy down the hall who came from a place near my hometown. Although it was a big state school, it turned out we had one late-afternoon class together, and about the third week we started going out afterward for beers before heading back to the dorm. Dan and I didn’t have a lot in common -- he had been a pretty good athlete in high school, I was more the studious typ...

He did stay that night, and the three nights after that. He left the house only to work, I left it only to get more groceries and lay in supplies of beer and wine. We were naked most of the time, and I lost count of how many times we had sex. A few times I topped him, but mostly he topped me, although we often just sucked or jacked each other. We did it in the bed, in the shower, on the floor in front of the fire. Once we...

Several minutes passed. We lay there quietly, letting our breathing return to normal. “God, that was hot,” Steve said. “Oh, yes.” “You know what I need? A shower and some breakfast.” “Sounds good to me.” I gave his dick a friendly tug, slid out from under the covers and went into the bathroom. When the water was running hot I got in and started soaping myself. In a minute Steve climbed in, and we spent the next 15 minutes...