Where did I go wrong? I’m twenty-seven years old. Married at twenty-three, divorced at twenty-six. 

I know now I picked the wrong woman. She was beautiful and sexy but mostly a cheater. She fucked at least three of my ex-friends that I know of. 

I make six figures a year, and most people think I am handsome or at least passable. I am well-kept and try my best to be presentable.

The few friends I have left after my ugly divorce know about my ex. I keep a low profile at work, which is easy for me to do as I do not interact much with others at my job.

I go to many places trying to meet women. Bars, churches, and the best places are grocery stores. 

I want to give love another chance. I also miss sex. Most of the time, I jerk off to porn. I even look at some of the nude pics I have of my ex and jerk off at those. I feel so pathetic doing that. 

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One day at work, my best man called to say he wanted to visit me. I had not seen him for a long time, and he said he had business in town the following week. 

I picked him up at the airport, and he said, "It has been way too long, Charlie. I am so happy to see you." 

I said, "It sure has been, Martin. I think it was right after I got married. Where are you staying, Martin?"

He replied, "At the Holiday Inn over on Washington Street. Before we go there, what do you say about a few drinks to catch up?"

I replied, "Sounds great. I know a place close to my house and your hotel."  

We went to a bar called "The Dump." Martin laughed and said, "Great name for a bar. It sounds really high class."

I told him, "Don't worry, the drinks are cheap, and the people are nice."

We sat at the bar and ordered drinks when Martin asked me, "How is Erica?"

I frowned and told him, "That's right, you don't know. We got a divorce about a year ago. I found out she cheated on me. Not with just one guy, but three that I know of."

Martin sighed and said, "I am so sorry, Charlie. I thought you two were made for each other. You made a handsome couple."

"It's okay, Martin. It is for the best, although I miss fucking her." I said.

The drinks were flowing for us, and we both were getting drunk. 

I told Martin, "We need to get a cab. I am too drunk to drive you to your hotel, and I will get one to take me home. I don't need to end up in jail for drunk driving."

Martin replied, "How about I crash at your house?"

I replied, "Great idea. I have an extra room you can crash in." 

We paid our bill and got a cab to go to my place. 

We flopped down on my couch with a fresh beer in hand.

Martin said, "I need to tell you something. It has been eating at me all night. Before you got married, Erica, your ex, hit on me. I promised you that I did nothing, but I sure was tempted. She was a babe, and I know you know that. I thought you should know, and I should have told you way back then."

I laughed and said, "If you had told me back then, I would probably have hit you in the nose. I thought she was perfect and would not have believed you."

Martin said, "I am sure you are right. Having said that, if I saw her now and the chance to fuck her happened, I would fuck her. I always thought you were lucky."

I said, "Really? You would fuck her now?"

Martin replied, "Absolutely. I always wondered what she looked like naked."

I told him, "I can't help you in your quest to fuck my ex, but I can help you if you want to see her naked. I have a jump drive I can put into my big-screen TV. I have a ton of pics of her nude and a few videos, too."

Martin jumped up and said, "Go get your jump drive. I want to see it."

I plugged in my jump drive and used my remote to control the pics.

I said, "Here you go, Martin. This one, I took poolside of her topless."

Martin said, "Perfect tits. You have any of her ass and pussy?"

I clicked my remote, and the next pic was her bent over, showing her ass and pussy. The next one was of her in a full frontal, showing her shaved pussy. 

I asked Martin, "So what do you think? Is that everything you thought she might look like naked?" 

He replied, "You were right. She is and was perfect. I have to be honest with you: if you were not here right now, I would jerk off to her pics."

I said, "I hate to admit this, but I still do that. I think of her and jerk off. If you want to, I can go into my kitchen, and you could jerk off if you want to."

He laughed and said, "Since we both want to jerk to her, it won't bother me if you want to do it together."

I unzipped my pants and said, "Last one to cum is a rotten egg."

He pulled down his pants and undies and began jerking off. I did the same and kept changing the pics to show more of Erica.

I sat the remote down, and for whatever reason, I was focused on his cock and not my ex's pics.

Martin saw me looking at him and asked, "I think you like the idea of me fucking your ex. I also think you would love to watch her suck my cock. You know you can suck my cock if you want to. You might like it."

I don't know what came over me. There must have been something in the air. I got up and kneeled in front of him and began sucking his cock. 

I handed him the remote and said, "You should think this is like Erica sucking your cock as you look at her pics." 

I now knew what a woman thinks and feels as she gives head. I did not mind it, and the more I blew him, the more I liked it.

He tossed the remote to the side and turned his full attention to me blowing him. He watched as my lips went up and down his shaft, and I stoked his cock with my hand. 

Suddenly I heard him grunt then I felt him shoot a huge load of cum into my mouth. I swallowed every drop of his cum.

Martin said, "Fuck, that may have been the best blowjob I have ever had. You are good at it. I need to return the favor, so get up here on the couch and let me blow you."

I stood up, took my pants all the way off, and sat down on the couch. I had a raging hard-on.

He took my cock into his mouth, and he was damn near as good as Erica. I watched his head bob up and down on my cock. I did like he did and stopped looking at my ex's pics and focused on him sucking me. I wondered as he blew me, did this mean I was gay now? 

I soon came and shot a load into his mouth. 

He stood up and washed it down with a drink of beer.

He looked at me and said, "I never thought I would do that. You know what? It was not that bad; in fact, I liked it. I would do it again. Would you?"

I replied, "I agree. I never thought I would give my best man a blowjob, but I would do it again with you. It was fun.

I need to go to bed now. I am still a bit drunk; it is two in the morning." 

He nodded his head, and we went to our separate bedrooms.

I tossed and turned all night and kept waking up, thinking about what had happened. I enjoyed it. I wondered if I was gay now.  

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I woke up the following morning with morning wood. I went out to the living room, and Martin was sitting on the couch with the remote, looking at pics of Erica and jerking off.

Martin looked over at me and looked down and saw that I had a hard-on and said, "Glad to see you are awake. I was hoping we could give each other another morning blowjob at the same time. I liked how you blew me, and I want to cum again." 

I replied, "I liked it too. Let's do it."

We both took off our underwear. Martin lay flat on the floor, and I mounted his face so he could suck my cock, and I took his cock into my mouth.

I went up and down and face fucked him as I sucked on his cock. I came first, depositing my morning load in his mouth, and he soon came in my mouth. 

We got up and sat at the kitchen table, and Martin said, "Do you think we are gay now?"

I replied, "No. I think we both just like sex, and I enjoyed blowing you. I think we are bisexual now."

He said, "If you say so. I now have this urge to fuck your ass, and I want you to fuck me in the ass. Not right now, but maybe later on if you want to." 

I said, "Okay, let's do that, but first, let's get some breakfast, clean up, and go to the store to get some lube."

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We ate breakfast, cleaned up, and headed to the store. After looking at the choices, we settled on KY and some Vaseline. As we drove home, I had a hard-on thinking about getting fucked in the ass and fucking his ass.

When we returned to my place, he had canceled his hotel reservation for the next two nights.

We sat on the couch, and he asked me, smiling, "Who wants to get fucked in the ass first."

I replied, "You can go first. Just go slow and stop. If I say so, okay?" 

He nodded his head and put some lube on his finger and then on my ass.

I felt his cock slowly slide into my ass. It hurt initially, but as he added lube, it made me hard. I could not believe I was letting some guy fuck my ass. He pounded me slowly, and I soon felt his cum squirt in my ass.

He said, "How was it? Did it hurt?"

I replied, "It did at first, and you are about to find out, so bend over."

I lubed up my cock and did the same as he did and went slow at first. It felt almost like Erica's ass as I fucked him. I could feel his butthole contract as I fucked him. It felt so good to fuck again. I came within just a few minutes.

We took a breath of air and relaxed for a few minutes. 

Martin asked, "Do you think we are gay now? I do. I liked fucking your ass so much, not sure I will ever want or need women again."

I replied, "I don't know if we are or not. What I do know now is giving a blowjob is no big deal, and fucking a guy's ass is very much like fucking a woman's ass. You know, and I know, sometimes it is hard to meet women. I also know that my trust in women is near zero after Erica. I could never say I love you to you, but I sure could have sex with you a lot if you wanted to."

Martin nodded and said, "I agree, and we should make this a regular thing if you want to. At least we both get laid with no strings attached."

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Martin went to his meeting the next several days and stopped by my place at night for a blowjob or to get fucked in the ass. 

We meet at least four times a year and enjoy our time together. Neither of us has had sex with women or another man besides the times we have together.

I never want to label myself, but if others call me gay, I am okay with that. I think they don't know what they are missing.