Chapter Four – THE SEDUCTION
It was a very warm day in July of 1984, and I was hitchhiking to work at a bowling alley located about five miles away from my home. I heard a voice saying, "Where are you going?"
As I looked up to the second-story window where the voice was coming from, I noticed that it was my Junior year English teacher, Mr. Paul Jones. I stated that I was going to work at Old Town Bowl.
He said, “Come on up while I get ready, and I'll give you a lift.”
“Great,” I said, and proceeded to walk the stairs up to his apartment.
As I entered, he greeted me and said he was happy to see me once again. He offered me a seat on his couch and asked if I'd like a Coke, which I accepted. I'll call him Paul, as I do not wish to reveal his real name. Paul stated that he had to finish getting ready, and then he'd drive me to the bowling alley.
A few minutes later, he returned and sat on the couch with me, and we began to talk about graduation, my plans for the future, and when I would begin college. Our conversation went in this direction for about five more minutes when he asked me what time I had to be at work. I stated, "Not for a few more hours," as I was going to bowl a few lines before work started.
Paul was wearing a pair of gym shorts and a tank top, and I noticed the tip of his penis was peering out of his shorts' pant leg. Paul was about forty years old, handsome, with a good athletic build, and had a very large penis from the look of his tip. I started to feel shocked that his cock was showing through his shorts.
He began to ask me about my girlfriends while in school, and if I had gotten lucky with any of them. Not to feel like a dork, I told him that I had my share of sex with several of them. I wanted to feel mature and bragged a bit realizing that this was man talk.
He became much bolder in his conversation and asked if I had gone down on any of them. I replied that I had, with several of them. The conversation was arousing me, thinking about my experiences and I started to get an erection. Paul looked down at my crotch and noticed this as I was at full length by now.
Paul then slid over closer to me and reached for my groin and placed his hand on my cock and began to rub it very gently. I was so horny at this stage that I didn’t object to his touch and allowed him to continue. Paul then stood up, took my hand, and then led me to his bedroom. I didn’t object to this at all, though I was a bit frightened at the time.
Paul removed his tank top and then his gym shorts and stood naked in front of me. It was then that I realized how huge his cock was. It was a full two inches bigger than mine, and I felt blessed to have six inches at full erection. The girth of his cock was much fatter than mine also.
He really was a handsome man standing in front of me, completely naked, with very little hair on his body and well-manicured privates.
He then laid me on his bed and proceeded to remove my shirt, my jeans, and my boxers until I was completely naked for him to see. I was so aroused that I didn’t care that I was about to have sex with another man, my first. My breathing was heavy, and my cock was pulsating with anticipation at the thought of him doing things to me which I had never experienced before.
Paul started by kissing my nipples and nibbling on the tips and slowly moving down my body with his tongue until he reached my balls. He placed my balls into his mouth and squished them back and forth for a minute or so and then placed the tip of my cock into his mouth and began to suck. Not fast, but very deliberately and moist in his mouth.
He then stopped and reached into his nightstand drawer and took out a small bottle of aromatic scent. He then began to suck my cock a bit faster while placing his wet finger in my anus. I was so fucking turned on by this, I was about to come when he opened the bottle and took several large whiffs from the aromatic scent, which he then placed under my nostrils for me to do the same.
Almost instantly, I felt an intense rush to my brain, and my cock felt as if it would explode, which, a few seconds later, it did. I came intensely in his mouth with several quivering spurts of cum, a large volume, as I hadn’t come in over a week. Paul swallowed every bit of it and continued to suck until my erection began to subside. He then squeezed my cock as the last few drops appeared on the tip, and he licked those off with a grin on his face as he was now looking straight at me.
I was totally spent and exhausted, and rolled over onto my stomach to recuperate and catch my breath. I have had many blowjobs from my girlfriends; however, nothing quite like this. It was remarkable, sexy, and nothing like I had ever felt before.
Several minutes passed, and I felt Paul patting me on my rump and beginning to kiss my bottom until he reached my anus area. I was slowly beginning to get very aroused once again. He licked my anus area and then pushed his tongue deep into my asshole. He continued this for at least a minute or so, then retrieved some KY jelly from his nightstand and squeezed some onto his fingers, inserting his thumb where his tongue was just a few seconds ago. He gently removed his thumb and placed several of his fingers in me and massaged my rectum until it felt as if he had his whole fist in me. He then placed a pillow underneath me to prop up my butt and kneeled over me until his full erection was right next to my anus, and then he began to slowly place his cock in me.
I thought it would hurt like hell, but to my surprise, he slipped into me without any pain whatsoever. Paul then took another large whiff of the aromatic scent, and I did the same. I think this is what relaxed me enough to take the full length of his cock into me.
He slowly began to fuck me as we took another and then another whiff until my brain rush was so intense that I came again, this time in his hand as Paul was masturbating me while fucking me
aggressively now. Paul then proceeded to lick up my cum from his palm, until I felt him explode in me. I actually felt him cum in me, throbbing as the warm liquid shot into my canal.
We both lay there for what seemed to be a half hour before Paul said, “I’d better get you to work now.”
When I arrived at the bowling alley, I felt the necessity to go to the bathroom. As I sat there, I felt his cum ooze out of my rectum and was amazed when I looked into the bowl at the large amount of semen he had deposited in me.
I never saw my teacher again after that day, as the next month, I was off to college to begin my life of independence. It was an experience that will forever live in my memories. For my first bisexual experience, it was perfect.
Chapter Five –WE WERE NEVER CLOSER AS OUR SWINGING LIFE ACCELERATED
We met the third couple, Rod and Ingrid, for drinks at our favorite meeting place. But after the first five minutes of chit-chat, Gale signaled to me a "Hell no, I wouldn’t fuck him for a free steak and lobster dinner at Gibson’s.” We stated that we’d give them a call and arrange a meeting in the future. Rod was really a nerd and spoke in a nasal voice, and had a bad complexion, like he had never been in the sun before. He was a definite no. Ingrid wasn’t too bad, but we figured since she was married to Rod, she must not have very good taste in men. They couldn’t wait to fuck us both; they were so eager.
Gale and I had now experienced the pleasures and excitement of an open marriage and swinging for the second time, and were very comfortable in the choices that we both had made. It brought us closer together, knowing that we didn’t have to worry about one another going off and having an affair with someone else, like a thief at night, destroying our complete and wonderful loving relationship with deceit and dishonesty. After three great years of marriage, we could not have been happier or more in love.
My business was flourishing at the Board of Trade, crops were having banner years, there were no wars going on, the economy was excellent and everything in our world was terrific. We had reached a net worth of nearly three million dollars, Gale received a promotion on the floor as a supervisor of the floor runners, and the best part is we were able to spend most of our time together. We rode the “L” to work together, we would see and have lunch at the Board together at Cellars Market and have cocktails at Ceres Café before heading back home again on the “L”.
We became very good friends with Peter and Astrid after our first encounter with them as we truly enjoyed their company. We didn’t always have sex with them after the first year of our friendship. We went to concerts and the theater, visited several of Chicago’s great museums and had dinner with them often. Peter was an architect for a large firm in Chicago, and Astrid a paralegal.
Gale and I purchased a two-bedroom log cabin at Lake Geneva, Wisconsin, built in 1938. It had a very large fireplace located between the kitchen area and the living room where you could enjoy the fire from each room, and we bought a 1939 19’ Chris-Craft custom runabout for weekend getaways. Peter and Astrid would join us on many occasions, and we started house hunting in Winnetka, on the North Shore, and discussed starting a family.
Peter never attempted to have sex with me after that first encounter, we never spoke of it again, as it was a one-time urge. I can’t say the same for Gale and Astrid. We had Peter and Astrid over several more times after our first get together and had once again amazing sex with them.
On several occasions when we went to the cabin for the weekend together, the girls would split up when they were really horny and come into separate bedrooms other than their own and proceeded to fuck us into oblivion. On a few occasions, we would even wake up the next morning with each other’s spouse sleeping beside us. The relationship was that comfortable.
We met many more couples over the course of the next few years; however, for some strange reason, those sexual encounters weren’t as fulfilling and exciting as our very first two.
I was now approaching thirty and Gale twenty-eight when we purchased our first home together in Winnetka, Illinois, a five-bedroom, three-bath with a finished basement and a two-car garage and three fireplaces, built in 1927, located on one-third acre of land. It is a wonderful residential neighborhood, with heavily tree-lined streets and great shopping locations close by.
The only detriment is the “L” doesn't run to Winnetka, and we now take the Metra which increases our travel time to work from 15 minutes to 45 minutes. Not a big deal as we still work at the Board together, it only eats into our cocktail hour after work due to the train schedule.
Our love for one another kept growing and growing stronger as each year passed together. I couldn’t believe that I was so blessed to meet such a beautiful, funny, cultured, and intelligent woman as Gale. I kept saying to myself quite often, “You lucky bastard." God, how much in love was I.
We finally moved out of our apartment of nearly six years to our new home in the fall of 1995. On Christmas Eve, I asked Gale to remove her copper 7 IUD; it was time to start a family. She was more than delighted to do so. We made love passionately that night and then fell sound to sleep in each other's arms. Our swinging days were over, at least for a while. Merry Christmas!
