A Santa Speedo Run – Part 2
James was very confused and had lots of questions following his encounter with Mike, the sexy gay man during the Santa Speedo Run.
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I drove home with lot of questions swirling around in his head. I was struggling to come to terms with what happened between me and Mike in the alley after the Santa Speedo Run. I can't deny that I was turned on. In fact, I don't think I was ever so turned on before in my life. The thought of Mike's strong arms wrapped around my body and my back pressed against his hairy chest is seared into my memory. Just thinking of that moment makes my cock grow a bit. I swear I can still feel his hard huge cock rubbing against my ass. And what did I do? I grinded my ass on his cock. Imagine, only two thin layers of spandex kept his hot throbbing cock from entering my virgin hole. What must Mike think of me? He probably thinks I'm gay. He probably thinks I liked it.
Wait! Stop! I did like it. I liked it so much that I came in my speedo. Now my cock and balls are coated in my own cum and I'm sporting a major hardon.
"Come on James", I thought to myself. "You're a husband and father with a respectable job as an Investment Advisor. This is not you. Snap out of it."
But I couldn't. What if I was? I couldn't ever say it. What if I was gay or bisexual? What if I can't forget what happened? What if I don't want to? I admit, I like watching gay porn. I enjoy looking at other guy's cocks and asses and sometimes I fantasize about playing with them. The scariest part was what if I go down this road there might be no going back. What if I like it too much?
I kept thinking; why did Jeff tell me that I needed to broaden my horizons a little and why did he wink at me when he saw Mike and I saying goodbye? I definitely need to have a talk with him.
And speaking of Mike, I was pretty sure he was flirty with me the whole day. Why did he put his contact information into my phone? Was he looking to do something more with me? Would that be so bad?
Needless to say, I had a lot going on in my head when I finally arrived home.
My wife, Beth was in the kitchen preparing dinner. "Hi. Had did the run go? You look exhausted?"
I crossed the room and gave her a kiss on the lips. "Great, it was lots of fun."
"Well, you smell kind of funky,' as Beth's only response. "Sorry, no offense." Oh no, can she smell my cum filled speedo?
"None taken. Let me jump in the shower." I ran upstairs before Beth got suspicious and before I ran into one of the kids. Entering the bathroom, I removed my shoes, socks, sweatpants and sweatshirt. All that was remaining was my speedo; the cum filled speedo I've been wearing it all day. I was reluctant to take it off. Once I did then my encounter with Mike would be over and I wanted it to last a little longer. I checked myself out in the mirror and tried to see what Mike saw in me. He was a hot guy in the prime of his life and I was a 40-year-old suburban dad with two kids a wife and a mortgage. His life must be so much more exciting than mine.
Looking in the mirror, I must admit, my ass did look pretty good in the speedo. I always did my best to stay in shape. Playing hockey every week helped with that. You know, I always thought my legs were my best asset.
"James, put your dirty clothes in the hamper. I'm going to do a load of laundry." Beth yelled from downstairs.
"Shit". I thought. I can't let Beth see my spunky speedo. What would she think if she noticed all the cum in the pouch of the speedo?
I took a quick shower. Enough to clean up and recover from the day. I had to skip my planned shower jerk off. All I could think was I needed to keep Beth from discovering my stained speedo. Throwing on some clean clothes, I gathered the dirty ones along with the hampered and rushed them down to the basement bypassing the kitchen.
When I came back up from the basement Beth was standing there. "I told you I was going to do the laundry."
"I know, but you're cooking dinner. Besides, you've been home all day taking care of things while I was out with friends. Doing a load of laundry is the least I could do."
"Well, aren't you the sweetest husband." Beth said, giving me a kiss, "Thanks hon."
I thought to myself, "You have no idea".
The Santa Speedo run took place on December 12th. With just two weeks before Christmas I had plenty of things going on to distract me from thinking about Mike too much.
However, many times I would be lying in bed, trying to fall asleep and the thought of Mike holding me in his strong arms with his enormous cock poking against my virgin ass would pop into my head and my own 8 ½ inch cock would spring to full length, leaking a good about of pre-cum.
Christmas passed and New Year's Eve was here before I knew it. Beth and I had planned to party at our friend's Mc-mansion with 75 of their closest friends attending. I knew there would be a good chance that Jeff would be at the party. This would be the first time I saw or spoke with him since the day of the Santa Speedo run.
Sure enough Jeff and Sally showed up. We chatted with them like normal. However, my mind was racing with questions I wanted to ask Jeff. Why did he wink at me? What did he mean when he said I needed to expand my horizon? Was anything going on between him and Mike? It was hard for me to enjoy myself thinking about Jeff and Mike and my growing cock.
The peppermint vodka was going down smooth and I was feeling a little tipsy. Around 11:45 I left Beth's side to get myself one more drink. Folks began gathering in the Great room and kitchen getting ready for the midnight countdown. I took my drink and began wandering. I made my way to the game room in the basement and was surprised and a little happy to find myself alone.
I sat on the sofa, nursing my peppermint vodka and lost in my thoughts.
"Hey Buddy. I was wondering where you took off to." Looking up I saw Jeff standing next to me.
"Hi Jeff. Take a seat." Jeff sat on the sofa next to me.
"Is everything okay James? You seem a bit off; not your usual fun loving self."
"Just got a lot on my mind."
"Tell me buddy." Jeff reached over and put his hand on my shoulder.
"I don't know". I began, "Ever since the Santa Speedo Run I've been confused. Speaking of which, I've been meaning to return your speedo. Sorry it's taken so long."
"Forget about the speedo. You keep it. I have several others anyway and besides you looked good in it."
"What does that mean?" I said a little too loud. "Why would you say that to me? And another thing, why was your co-worker Mike flirting with me and why did you tell me that I needed to expand my horizons. You even winked at me when Mike was saying goodbye. I don't know what you think was going on but nothing happened between us."
"Okay, take it easy James." There was a long silence before Jeff began speaking again. "You forget, I know you. We went to college together."
My heart was racing. There was another long silence before Jeff spoke again. "You know, in college there was a rumor that you let Chris Robinson blew you. I didn't think much of it at the time. You know, one of those college things, but then another time we were at a frat party. I walked in and saw you and Henry Cho making out. Your hands were all over each other. I left before you saw me. You were pretty drunk so I thought that might have contributed to your actions but you were definitely into it.
"And you forget, I was with you when you got that tattoo of yours. Again you were very drunk. When we got back to the dorm you were showing it off and asking all the guys to touch it. It's on your upper thigh very close to your crotch and you had a raging hard-on the entire time."
"Wait. What? I don't remember that at all. Is that true?" I asked.
"Is true." Jeff continued. "You were very drunk. You might not remember everything that happened or this next part either. When we were alone you asked me to touch your tattoo. And I did, then I reached over and touched your cock. It was so big and hard and hot. I couldn't help myself. I had never touched another guy's cock before and I was very curious. We looked into each other's eyes and then we kissed. We kissed for a long time. My arms were wrapped around you and our bodies were pressed against each other. I could feel your hard cock and I wanted it. I wanted to play with it and suck it. Kissing you that night opened my eyes to the pleasures of the male body. I had never done anything with another guy before."
"You were practically passed out drunk. So I got you back to your room and put you to bed. We never did anything else that night or after that. You didn't seem to have any memory of what happened so we just went back to being friends. We graduated, both got married and started a family."
"So James, ever though you consider yourself straight, I know you have tendencies that prove otherwise. As for me, after college I continued to explore and eventually came to accept my bisexuality. I'm very happy with myself. Sally knows and she accepts me for who I am."
"Jeff, I don't know what to say. Honestly, I have no memory of us kissing in college. I must have blocked out that out. I used to drink a lot more then. Maybe I was trying to hide who I was. I'm sorry if I hurt you at all."
"Not at all buddy. We were kids back then and just figuring out who we were. I actually credit you James for helping me discover my bi side."
So many emotions were coming up. I felt I was on the verge of tears.
"What did you tell your co-worker Mike? He seemed to know about my gay tendencies."
"Nothing. Nothing at all. You must believe me James. Mike's gay. Maybe he picked up some unspoken or subtle signs from you. Besides, you're a very handsome man which a very sexy body. I've seen plenty of women flirt with you over the years. It makes sense that gay men would flirt with you as well. Doesn't it?"
"Why did you wink at me when I was saying goodbye to Mike?"
"I was kind of messing with you James. I saw Mike pull you into at alley after the run. Remember I pulled up lame so I was behind you. I don't know when on in that alley. Honest, but when you got back to the cars I could tell something happened. Your cock was still pretty stiff and I could swear I saw some cum dripping down your leg. Don't worry, I don't think anyone else noticed. I thought, maybe if something happened, then good for you. We were put on this earth to experience new things and have fun. As long as we're not hurting anyone. The wink was my way of saying `it's all cool, you can talk to me if you want' that's all."
I could hear the party commotion from upstairs, 10-9-8 the countdown to the New Year had begun, 3-2-1 Happy New Year!
Jeff and I stared into each other's eyes and naturally moved in and kissed each other full on the lips. It was part thank you kiss, part friendship kiss and part passionate kiss. We kissed for a few seconds then separated.
"I think we need to continue this talk another time" Jeff said. "Right now I should probably find my wife and get home. Let's reconnect soon. Bye James and stop beating yourself up over this. There is nothing wrong with the feelings you have. Maybe in the New Year your resolution should be to treat yourself better and be true to yourself. Take care buddy."
With that Jeff was gone. I made my way back upstairs.
"There you are." I heard Beth yell above the crowd. "Where have you been?"
"Jeff and I were just catching up".
"You two. Always reminiscing about your college days. Are you ready to go?"
We went home and didn't talk much. I spent the next day watching football and nursing my hangover. Every once in a while I would look at my phone and see Mike's contact information. It was taunting me. Mike stayed on my mind even though I didn't have the guts to text him.
Maybe Jeff was right. Maybe I needed to expand my horizons and be honest with myself. I do like looking at men's dicks and asses and I've been fantasizing about kissing and making love to a man for so long. Perhaps I should do something about it. Let this be my New Year's resolution.
Before I could change my mind I texted Mike. "Hi Mike, this is James, we met at the Santa Speedo Run. I hope you remember me. Anyway, you said to contact you if I wanted to go for a run something. Let me know if you're interested."
I only had to wait 5 minutes for Mike's response. "Of course I remember you. How could I forget? I would love to go on a run with you. Let's do this."
We exchanged a few more texts before agreeing to meet the next Saturday morning for a run. Before signing off Mike sent one final text. "Oh James, one more thing. Can you do me a favor and wear the same speedo you wore when we did the Santa Speedo run?"
As soon as I saw his text my cock began to rise. Before I had a chance to overthink the situation I responded. "Ok, I will."
The next few day I alternated between joy and dread. I was so excited about seeing Mike again and the possibility of what might happen between the two of us. I also dreaded what could happen to my marriage. I love my wife and family, I really do and didn't want to lose them at all. The only thing I knew for sure was that I had to see this through. I'd been living with this secret desire for so long I needed to find out. Whatever happens with Mike, so be it.
Saturday morning finally arrived. We agreed to meet at 10 for our run. I pulled out the speedo Jeff gave me and started putting it on. It was a snug fit and my semi-erection didn't help.
Beth come into the bedroom and saw me admiring myself in the mirror. "Looking good there sexy. Momma like." She came up behind me and with both hands grabbed my ass. Reaching around, she stroked my continually growing cock. "Do you want me to take care of that for you before you leave?"
It's not often Beth offers to give me a blow job. I almost gave in. "Sorry hon. I'm going to be late. I'll take a raincheck."
"I'll be here waiting for you." Beth said, licking her lips. "You know I love that big dick of yours."
"It's a date." I quickly finish dressing, grab my running shoe, kiss my wife goodbye and head out the door.
It was a quick drive to Mike's place. My heart was pounding the entire time. I'm shaking and I have to tell myself to take deep breaths to calm myself down. I sat in the car for a few minutes before getting the courage to knock on his door.
When Mike answered the door all he was wearing was his red Santa speedo, stripped candy cane sock and running shoes. It was the same outfit he wore the first time I saw him.
There he was. The guy I've been obsessing over for the past month. All 6'2", 200 pounds of him. He really did look like a lumberjack with his full reddish-brown beard, broad shoulders and hairy chest. His hairy chest was magnificent. His chest was covered in thick reddish-brown hair that trailed down when it reached his stomach, down passed his bellybutton toward his crotch. I wanted so much to reach out and touch it.
"Come on in." Mike grabbed my hand and pulled me into his house. "I am so glad to hear from you James. When I gave you my contract info I wasn't sure I'd hear back from you. It had been over three weeks."
"Well, it was the holidays"
"Of course, it's a busy time but I'm so glad you're here now. Can I get you anything?"
"No, I'm fine. You know, I didn't think we'd go running wearing our speedos today."
"Neither did I. It's just that I wanted to relive our Santa Speedo experience." Mike was quiet for a moment before beginning again. "I wanted to say that I felt like we had a moment together you when we were in the alley when I was trying to warm you up. I felt like we had a connection, you and me and I wanted to know if we could try to have that connection again."
"Let me explain. I know that you are a married man and probably straight but I find you very handsome and extremely sexy. When we were in the alley together you didn't stop me from holding you and rubbing you and when my cock was rubbing against your ass you seemed to enjoy it. I mean really enjoy it. You were fully erect and I know you came. So maybe you are not totally straight. Maybe you would be open to a man like me, sharing his body and giving you pleasure."
Mike continued, "You know that I'm gay but I am also very into married men. I just love them. I've always been attracted to them. It's a fetish of mine I guess."
I couldn't say anything. This beautiful man who is the epitome of all my secret desires was telling me that found me attractive and sexy. I didn't know what to do. I started shaking I was so nervous.
"Look at you. You're shaking. Come here." Mike reached out, grabbed my shoulder and pulled me into him. He turned me around, wrapped his arms around me and started rubbing my arms. It was just like what he did in the alley during the Santa Speedo run.
"It's okay, I got you." Mike whispered in my ear. "You're safe. I'll take care of you. You can let go of all your fears and worries. Embrace your desires." With Mike's hot breath on my ear and neck and with his hands exploring my body I started relax a little. I can feel my barriers and apprehensions fall away.
Mike lifted my sweatshirt up over my head. I instinctively raised my arms to help him take it off on me. Then Mike took hold of the waistband of my sweats and lowered them down to the ground. He squatted down and removed my running shoes and sweatpants. I was only wearing my speedo now. In fact we were both only wearing our speedos now.
Mike stood up and held me tight against his body. I could feel his hairy chest on my back. He was nibbling on my earlobe and kissing the neck. I was in heaven. I was in ecstasy. With all my defenses and barriers gone all I wanted was to be taken by Mike. I didn't care about anything else. My desire for him was that strong.
I could feel Mike's hard erect cock pressing against my virgin hole. I finally admitted to myself that I loved it. I loved the feeling of being held in a strong man's arms and feeling his cock poking my ass. I turned my head toward Mike's. He lowered his head and kissed me passionately on the lips. A shot of electricity went throw my body. I was on fire.
Mike slowly turned me around until we were facing each other. We continued kissing wildly. His hands went down to my ass and he lifted me up. Automatically I wrapped my legs around his torso. Slowly, Mike carried me to his bedroom. Kissing me the entire way. I knew what was coming and that was okay with me.
Gently Mike lowered me onto his bed. "You are so sexy James." I've dreamed about this moment ever since we meet. I want you so badly."
"And I want you too Mike. I've also dreamed of you." I was so turned on and excited and scared about what was going to happen next. Mike rolled me onto my stomach and started squeezing my ass. He then laid on top on me. We were both still wearing our speedos. Mike started rubbing his cock along my ass crack. I was loving it.
Eventually he stopped and lowered my speedo below my ass cheeks. "Just beautiful" was all he said. Mike rolled my speedo down lower on my legs and started kissing and running his tongue along my ass creak and on my virgin hole. His tongue was darting in and out of my hole that was sending waves of pleasure throughout my body.
Mike got off the bed and fully removed my speedo. I couldn't see but I assume he removed his as well. I heard a drawer open and close as well as a top of a tube open. I just laid there in anticipation. Suddenly a cool substance was applied to my hole and one of his fingers entered me. I knew he was preparing me to be violated with his hard cock.
After some time Mike laid back on top of me and held me tight. He lined up his cock head against my waiting hole and began asserting pressure. I was feeling a sensation I had never experienced before. "Mike, that hurts. Please stop. I can't do this."
Mike stopped but he didn't remove his cock. He couldn't have gotten more than his cock head inside me but it hurt like hell. "Relax James. I've got you. I want to make you feel good. Just breathe. I'll go slow." I took Mike's advice and took a number of deep breathes. With Mike holding me I began to relax and his cock continued his journey into my ass.
He did go slowly and when I felt his balls against my ass I knew he was all the way inside me. Once he was fully in me Mike stopped and allowed my body to grow accustomed to his cock.
The hurt subsided and it was replaced with pleasure. "Oh James, you feel so good. I love this. Thank you for being here with me and trusting me enough to fuck you. You're amazing." I never imaging I could feel so much pleasure from having a man's cock inside my ass. Why did I wait so long to experience this? This is wonderful.
For the next 15 minutes Mike's cock slid up and down, in and out of my hole. I was in a deep state of ecstasy. I was in no hurry for this to end.
I could tell that Mike was getting close to climaxing. He withdrew his cock from my ass and rolled me over onto my back. Staring into my eyes, he grabbed his cock and stroked it a few times before it exploded with cum across my chest.
Mike collapsed into my arms and we kissed passionately.
I had finally experienced what I had dreamed of for so many years. I didn't know what would happened next between me and Mike but at that moment it didn't matter. All I know is that I my life had changed forever.
To be continued.
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