I'd gotten quite a few e-mails from different guys, telling me how much they liked these stories I'd written and had published on the internet. The stories are about this guy who shares a table at lunch one day at work, with someone he didn't know, but finds out lives close by to him and just to keep it short, I'll say that he ends up sucking his cock and some of his friend's cocks as well. The stories are on this great site called Nifty.org, a site for gay stories, bisexual stories, stories really that encompass many different things in an array of categories. If you write, you can write freely, or if you are looking to read something that is bound only by your imagination, then this is where you should look. The directory of stories I'm referring to is Karen/Dir in either the 'Friends' section, or in the 'Interracial' section of the gay category. Now no more of that!
One of the e-mails I'd gotten was from this guy who told me he could relate to the main character very well, then told me about him and the relationship he has with two of his friends. After I'd read it, I couldn't stop thinking about what he said and I found myself envying him for what he has. He told me he has these two friends, who he's known for many years and with whom he's done many different things, like camping, fishing, going out for a few drinks, you name it! In spite of the fact the 3 of them are married, they manage to spend a lot of time together and keep everybody happy, which isn't always easy when it comes to women! They're good friends and have always been good friends since they met 20 or 30 years ago, and there's nothing unusual about their friendship, just like any 3 guys who get along well. Then he told me that ever since they met, he'd been sucking their cocks! They'd be alone together in the house, having a few drinks and shooting the shit, then when one of them wanted him to suck them, they'd take out their cock and tell him and he'd go over and do it. Nothing special! No fanfare, no bullshit, they liked having their cocks sucked, he liked sucking their cocks, and they all knew it, period! It was part of their relationship and had always been. They weren't reckless about it, if they were fishing and it was safe, he'd do it! He'd suck their cocks everywhere they went together, so long as it was private! Always in the car, he told me, but only at night when they were driving on the highway. Laying face down across the front seat of a car while a friend drives up the highway at night and sucking his cock until he cums in my mouth was something I'd done only once, but liked doing a lot, so I understood why he said, always in the car! What impressed me the most was the casualness of their relationship. Other than a little teasing sometimes, when they'd tell him how good of a cocksucker he was while he was sucking their cocks, or maybe tell him he sucked cock better than their wives, they always had respect for each other and the friendship they'd built over the years. It was such a great relationship and I envied him. Like I said, I couldn't stop thinking about him and his two friends. Like him, I like to suck cock and would rather suck than get sucked! That's just the way I like it. But unlike him, I not only didn't have a relationship with two friends like he has, I wasn't sucking anybody's cock at all! The more I thought about him, the more I wanted to be in his position; I wanted a couple of guys I could hang around with and suck their cocks all the time too! But you don't just go up and tell someone you want to be their friend and suck their cocks too! I wish it was that easy!
I'd gone to a baseball game in town one Saturday afternoon and when I got back to my car the traffic was so bad, that I decided to look for a place where I could kill some time and have a couple of drinks until it died down. My wife wasn't with me, she didn't feel well and told me to go ahead and have a good time, that there'd be plenty of people around for me to meet and not to be foolish and stay home, because of her. So I figured, why not have a couple! As I was walking past this side street I saw two guys get out of a car and go into a building, and as they were walking through the door two or three men came out, so I figured there must be a bar down there and headed for it. When I opened the door and walked in I saw a man standing behind a desk in front of me and a stairway to his left. Music was coming from the dark room on my right, so I figured the bar was in there, but when I started to walk towards it the man behind the desk told me it was a private club for members only. "He's with me!" someone who was at the top of the stairs and coming down yelled out. "Pardon me sir." The man behind the desk, then said to me. "Come on, you look thirsty!" the man said to me, as he stepped off the stairs. "I'm Bill." "I'm Dan." I told him. I followed Bill across the room to the bar, and offered to buy him a drink. We found two empty stools, then I began telling him I'd been to the ball game and was looking to kill some time, that's how I ended up here. "I didn't know this was a private club." I told him. "I didn't even know it was here until I saw two guys walk in." "We're set back, away from the noise, and we like our privacy." Bill said to me. I could barely see in front of me when I walked into the room, because it was so dark, and when I sat under the bright lights of the bar it took awhile for my eyes to adjust before I could see. When I looked around the room to see what it looked like, I noticed there weren't any women here, only men. Then I saw two men in the far corner of the room, sitting at a table together and suddenly one of them disappeared! "What kind of club do you have here?" I asked Bill. "Private." He simply said. "It's a men's club then?" I asked. "A private men's club." I then added. "Very private." Bill smiled at me and said. "Would you like me to show you around?" "Yes! I'd love to see your club." I immediately told him, with a bit of enthusiasm too! It was a gay club, I was sure of it! Bill brought me through a door at the end of the bar, which took us into a large locker room. As we walked in-between the rows of lockers to the other side of the room, I saw there was a large shower room to the left, and doors along the wall adjacent to it on both sides. "What's in there?" I asked Bill, pointing to the doors. "More showers." He said. "Private showers." There was a hall running off the other side of the locker room and as we approached it, I noticed there were doors all along the left side of the wall, from the locker room to where the hall turned right. "What's in here?" I asked Bill, as we walked past the doors. "Private rooms." He told me. "For what?" I asked. Bill hesitated for a second and I took the opportunity to ask him if this was a gay club. "Yes it is." He told me. "Does that bother you?" "No, not at all. So what are the rooms for?" I asked. "Follow me." He said. Bill and I walked down the hall, turned left, then right and walked through another door, into another hallway. There were doors here also, all along the left wall. "The doors on the other side lead into a room and so do these. The rooms are side by side, with a wall separating them. There's a hole in the wall between each room, where you can stick your cock through if you want to get sucked. If you want to get sucked, you go into the rooms in the other hall. If you want to suck, you go into the rooms on this side." Bill clearly explained to me. "Nice!" I said, saying it so he knew I meant it and I wasn't just joking. Bill took me back through the door, into the hall from where we'd come, then turned left and told me the steam room and saunas were at the end of the hall. I followed him into another room, then he pointed to the door on our left, and told me the steam room was in there. I walked over and looked through the glass window in the door, but I couldn't see anything, so I opened the door and took a step inside to look around. There were two rows of benches along the sides and back of the walls, one low, the other up higher. There were men sitting around the room, none of whom paid any attention to me at all, so I stepped back and closed the door. "It's pretty big!" I said to Bill, after closing the door. "Is it for members only?" I asked. "Want to take a steam bath?" he said to me. "Come on, I'll get you a towel." He said, before I had a chance to answer. Bill got me a towel and an empty locker, then told me one of the rules they had about the steam room. I thanked him for his info, then he left for the bar and I for the steam room. I hung my towel on the hooks they had on the wall, just outside the steam room, then I went inside. I walked into the steam room, and I immediately went to the far wall and sat on the lower bench, because of what Bill had told me. There were four men sitting along the benches to my right, two on the upper bench and two on the lower one, and there was no one on my left. None of them paid me any attention, it was as if I wasn't there at all, and I did my best to keep my eyes off of them as well. After a few minutes I began to think I should leave and when I'd almost convinced myself I was going to, a man came into the room and sat on the upper bench to my left. I knew I was going to get up now, but in the few seconds before I did, I thought about that guy and his two friends again. I wish he was here now, I said to myself, as I was getting up. As I stepped away from where I was sitting and walked into the middle of the room, I thought about what Bill had told me. "If you want to get your cock sucked, sit on the upper benches, either on the right or the left as you go in. The guys that want to suck their cocks, always sit on the benches across from the door. Remember that!" he told me. I certainly did remember that! This was my chance to see what it was really like to suck cocks without anyone having a second thought about it, and I wasn't going to pass it up! When the guy on my left saw me get up, he sat back with his legs apart and waited for me. I went to him and kneeled on the lower bench, which was made of some soft material, so it wouldn't hurt your knees, then leaned forward and put his cock in my mouth. It wasn't a real big cock, that didn't matter, what mattered was that I was sucking it and it was nothing special to anyone. It was casual, normal, and when the guy getting his cock sucked came in the other guy's mouth, the two of them carried on again, just as before. It took less than 5 minutes for him to cum in my mouth and it was too soon for me, but just as I took his cock out of my mouth, another man walked through the door and sat on the upper bench next to him. I went over to him, stood for a second and looked down at his cock, then kneeled and began sucking it. It was just as before, with the other one I sucked, so casual and unpretentious. The only difference was this guy's cock was huge! I wasn't complaining! By the time he came in my mouth, there were 3 other guys sitting on the upper bench. I wasted no time and went over to them, and started sucking one of their cocks. After the first one came in my mouth, and when I was sucking on the second guy's cock, I felt a tap on my shoulder, then heard Bill's voice behind me. "Don't forget it's Saturday! The club starts getting crowded about this time!" he said to me. I took his cock out of my mouth and held it in my hand, as I turned around and looked at Bill. "I always listen to you, my friend!" I said to him. "Enjoy!" was all he said to me.
I stayed in the steam room as long as I could stand the heat, but when I left I remembered Bill telling me about the rooms in the halls. I'd just given 4 guys I'd never seen before a blowjob, but I wasn't about to leave yet, and headed for the rooms. At the time it didn't occur to me that the rooms might be occupied, but things had gone great for me so far and I hoped it wouldn't stop now. Just as I walked past the first door it opened, and a man walked out of the room. There was another man standing at the far end of the hall, probably waiting for someone to come out of one of the rooms. I didn't give him a thought though! I darted into the room and closed the door behind me and when I looked at the wall I saw a cock hanging down out of the hole. I casually walked over, knelt on the cushion they had on the floor, then being just as casual, I put it in my mouth and started sucking it! I completely lost track of time. I'd sucked cock after cock, as they came through the hole in the wall and I even lost count of how many. When I decided I needed a break and couldn't suck another cock until I had one, I walked out of the room and went back to the locker room. I sat on the bench, holding the towel in one hand and breathing deeply, as I gazed at the locked in front of me without moving. How long I sat there staring into nothing, I wasn't sure, but when Bill's voice sounded out from my right it snapped me out of it. "Judging from what you look like, I'd say you enjoyed yourself so far!" Bill said to me, as he walked over and stood looking down at me with a sly look on his face. "What?" I looked up at him and said. "You've got cum all over your face, your neck, hell it's all over you!" he laughed. "Oh yeah!" I laughed, feeling my face with my fingers, then going over and looking at myself in a mirror. "I bet you didn't think you'd have this good of a time when you walked through the front door, a few hours ago?" Bill jokingly said to me. Bill was right! I had no idea then. One thing I did know however. As I sucked their cocks, I kept thinking about that guy who e-mailed me. I wished he was here, so I could thank him and tell him how much what he had with his friends, had meant to me. I didn't have what he has, I knew that! But for one night in my life, I did! I wonder if he knows how lucky he is!