GARY, THE UK DELIVERY MAN
The Autobiography of the Gay Life of a Truly "Bi" Married Man
Chapter 1 - The Background and How it all Began
My name's Gary (aka UK Delivery man) I'm 27 years old and married to Jackie. We have two daughters, Lucy (5) and Emma (3) and we live on the South coast of England and these are true stories of the gay part of my life.
I'm very keen on sex but since I've been married I've only cheated on Jackie with men - in my mind this is because I don't see this as adultery although I don't suppose she'd agree with me. We still have a very healthy sex life but there are times when I need sex with another man - "a woman for love, but a man for lust" is my maxim!
I run my own business delivering wholesale groceries to small outlets like pubs, clubs, village shops and camp sites and being my own boss allows me to arrange my work around my "social life"
So, what am I like? Well, I'm 6'1" tall, have blue eyes and short light brown hair, which streaks nicely blonde in the summer sun, I weigh 12st (168lb for my American readers) and while I'm not gym built, I'm what people like to call "nicely put together"; 42" chest, 32" waist, no fat and just a hint of a "six pack". I'm covered in light downy hair - not a bear but not smooth either. I have a nice heavy set of balls and my circumcised cock is good news and bad news - the good news is that when it's soft it's 6" long and quite thick - so together with my balls it looks great in tight shorts and trousers - but it only goes to 7 1/2 inches when it's hard which has been a bit of a let down for some of the men I've been with although it does get really, really thick.
For work and casual times I like to dress in tight white T-shirts and baggy sweat pants or shorts, but when I go cruising I wear tighter T-shirts and skin tight white Levi's or, in the summer, very tight tiny white cotton shorts - other guys can't keep their eyes off my package which turns me on big time!
The men I like? Any really (as you'll see later), although I prefer nicely built dark Latino types with a nice covering of hair, but I've never said "no" to a blond blue-eyed smoothie or a chunky older guy (or anyone else come to that).
So how did I find out I was Bi? 9 years ago when I was 18, I used to spend a lot of time with a friend called Steve. We used to go to pubs and clubs together and often used to date girls who were friends. We started to go out with identical twin girls Sarah and Julia - they were really beautiful, long black hair, long, long legs and ready for anything. One evening, we were all together in my flat, we'd had a few drinks and as usual the subject got around to sex. We asked the girls if it was true that twins had sex together - they didn't say a word but began to strip and within a few seconds were on the floor giving each other a fabulous "69". My cock had never go to hard so quickly in all my life and looking at Steve he was in the same state - his faded blue jeans showing all that he'd got.
We both immediately began to take our clothes off ready to join in but when we'd got down to out underwear the girls stopped.
"Oh no you don't" said Julia, "we've given you some entertainment, now it's your turn".
"That's right" replied Sarah "We want to see you get it off together".
I was shocked "You can't be serious - we're not related like you are".
"We're not going to that" said Steve.
"Please yourself" said Julia "no show, no fuck!"
Steve and I went to the other side of the room
"What are we going to do?" said Steve "I need it really badly".
"So I see" I replied looking at the bulge in his white briefs which also sported a large wet patch of pre-cum.
"How about we give each other a wank" I said "with a bit of luck we'll only have to do a few strokes and they'll join in".
By this time my prick was so hard it was painful. "OK" said Steve, "Let's go for it".
We walked back over to the girls who were now sitting on the sofa waiting for the action to start. We laid down on the floor and we fumbled around in each others briefs to get our cocks out. I was shocked by my reaction - I loved the feel of Steve 6 1/2 inch cock in my hand it felt so hot and smooth and unbelievably sexy and the minute Steve touched my cock, I though I was going to cum. I guessed that this was just down to the horniness of the situation.
"Hold On" said Sarah "that's no good. We went down on each other and you've got to do the same".
I suddenly found myself wanting Steve to say "yes" I badly wanted his rock hard uncircumcised cock in my mouth. I looked across at him and he must have been feeling the same because he just smiled and slid down my body, giving my rock hard nipple a playful nip as he went past. I took hold of his cock and gently eased the skin back to reveal a beautiful purple head oozing pre-cum; I wiped a little onto my finger and put it in my mouth - it tasted wonderful, slightly salty and smelt of man. I couldn't wait to get his dick into my mouth and started gently teasing the tip with my tongue. By this time Steve had got one my balls in his mouth and I was amazed by my reaction when he finally took my cock - it was the sexiest sensation I'd ever felt, wave after wave of lust washed over my body. Steve was trembling from head to foot and from the way that his small hairless balls had tightened, it was obvious that it wouldn't be long before he blew his load.
While all this was going on the twins had been fingering each other and were obviously getting really hot.
"Hey" shouted Sarah "that's enough, leave some for us!"
I was quite disappointed, Steve was giving me head better than any girl had ever done, but we stopped and went back to the girls and I have to say that when I came it was the best orgasm I'd ever had in my life.
Late, when the girls had gone Steve and I talked about what had happened.
"What did you think of that then?" I asked.
"Truth? No holds barred? Just between the two of us?" said Steve "Promise?"
"Of course"
"I thought it was the sexiest things I've ever done" Said Steve "it never even occurred to me that I was even the slightest bit bi and now I'm not so sure, When I saw your cock and felt it and then put it in my mouth, it just seemed so right. I never thought it would be so long and thick or taste so good"
"I know what you mean" I replied "I didn't want to you to stop, I really wanted to cum in your mouth and wanted to feel you spurt down my throat."
By this time I was sporting another erection and I wasn't trying to hide it, in fact I opened my legs wide and pushed my crutch forward so that Steve could see it. He just smiled and adjusted his rock-hard cock in his underpants so that I could see it clearly.
"I think I've had too much to drink to drive" said Steve "I'd better order a taxi".
Crafty bastard, I knew exactly what he'd got in mind although I was ahead of him.
"Well you could always stay the night" I replied "you can sleep on the sofa".
His face was a picture of disappointment but I wanted to make him wait. I went off and got some blankets and a pillow and helped him make up a bed on the sofa.
I watched while he got undressed. He was about 5'10" tall and around 11st (156 lbs) with a little extra weight around his chest and stomach giving him fleshy little nipples which were standing out. His briefs were bulging and his cock was once again tenting against the thin fabric.
"Looks like you'll have to have a wank when you get into bed, you'll never be able to sleep with a stiffy like that". Steve looked even more disappointed.
I took pity on him
"I suppose" I said "that you could share with me, as long as you promise to be a good boy."
"Good?" replied Steve "I'll be fucking wonderful".
We fell onto the bed and I kissed Steve gently, still a little unsure, he responded by pushing his tongue into my mouth and grinding his rock hard packet against mine. I slipped my hand in between us and eased his cock from his briefs. It looked so good and it was so hard that it was almost flat against his stomach. I slipped my briefs off noting the strands of pre-cum which were once again seeping from my slit. Steve grabbed my cock and started pumping it for all he was worth.
"Hey, slow down, there's no rush, let's take it really slowly and find out what this is really all about".
I slid down his body and spent some time just looking at his cock and balls while I was gently sliding his long foreskin backwards and forward, marvelling in the look and feel of a man. He in turn played with my balls, telling me how big and impressive they were which turned me on even more - everyone love a compliment. I finally took his cock in my mouth once more moving up and down on it very, very slowly.
"You bastard" Steve shouted "for God's sake go faster, I can't wait any longer"
"Yes you fucking can" I replied and continued to suck him oh so slowly. His balls were so tight they had almost disappeared. My own cock and balls were beginning to feel the need to blow so I started to build up speed and Steve sensing the urgency, kept time with me. Then it happened, Steve came to violently that he screamed as if he was in pain and pumped spurt after spurt of man juice down my throat. I really wasn't expecting there to be so much but I swallowed time and again and managed to take most of it. The minute I felt the first spurt I came like a volcano and I could hear Steve slurping away but obviously not coping with it all.
When my limp cock slipped out of his mouth he cam back up to face me and kissed me gently and as he opened his mouth I realised that he still had a load of my cum which we passed backwards and forwards between us. My cum tasted very different to his, not as salty, but, in it's own way delicious.
That was the first of many nights together, we still went out with girls, but if we didn't get laid then we'd blow each other. Some nights we didn't bother to go out and just spent the evening in bed.
When I married, Steve was my best man just as I was for him. He's moved to the north of England and we don't see each other very often these days. When I saw him last, I really wanted to ask if he still thought about those nights but thought better of it. I needn't have worried, we went out to a pub and on the way back needed to use a public toilet.
We stood side by side at the urinal and looking down, there was his lovely cock standing to attention and needless to say I wasn't far behind. There was no one about so we gave each other a quick wank for old times sake. He still cruises sometimes and I'm only sorry that we live so far away from each other!
So, that's set the scene. In future chapters I'll tell you about the other men in my life.