Date: Fri, 24 May 2002 12:22:38 -0400 From: skybolt@canoemail.com Subject: Real Men Kiss Gentlemen, I'm delightfully married and bi. Since I posted my two stories to Nifty I have received 40 e- mails from bi-sexual men who are also in their 40s and 50s and married (mostly). Thanks! Keep them coming. Please forgive me if I can't get around to answering all of them. I thought you might like to read this recent exchange. It's light, real and entertaining. I edited Larry's three e-mails for typos and clarity. He must have typed them with one hand. ;-) THE NAME LARRY IS NOT REAL BUT EVERYTHING ELSE IS TRUE. ``````````````````` Skybolt, I really enjoy your stories. I love real men, muscles, and hot encounters, not only in stories but in real life. I am vgl, masc, versatile, hung, short bear, very oral. I am 7" uncut, and dripping. I would love to keep in touch and share stories. I will be traveling to Memphis so maybe I will have some encounters like yours. I like to be safe but love hot play. I love to kiss. Larry ```````````` I replied to Larry that, like him, I also like to kiss men. I go crazy over feeling beard stubble on my face. And that when I'm traveling for business, I occassionally meet men who want to have sex with me. I also told him a little about the one and only night I ever spent with a man (I was on a business trip) and how cool it was to wake up with a guy and his eager dick next to me. (I'll write about that later for Nifty.org readers.) `````````````` Skybolt, The thought of you holding me, fondling, kissing makes me drip to the point of wanting to cum. I love to kiss and I am clean shaven but have a heavy beard so my stubble grows fast and is tough. I love a man who is tender but muscular, kind but firm, and who loves to make love. I have never spent the night with a man all night. It must be wonderful to wake to a hard cock there next to you. I am hot all the time but love sex in the morning. It is so fresh and explosive. I shoot a lot. I don't know what I will find in Memphis and am not big on going out. Will probably go to the Y or a gym and enjoy the sights. What was your last encounter like? Was he a real man. Larry ```````````````` Hi Larry, It sounds like you and I are sensual men but not fems. Fems don't do anything for me. I prefer married men that, from their looks and behavior, you would never guess in a million years are into groping and sucking dick. Masculine, handsome and loving -- that's a combination that makes me ooze pre-cum in my boxers. I love to kiss a man. Many men that I've had encounters with don't want to kiss. I usually kiss them on the neck and then let my lips brush against their cheek as I slowly and softly turn to their lips. Many, though, turn their heads as a signal, "no kissing." But I love a man's kiss, especially with the feel of his stubble on my face. You asked about my last encounter with a man. Recently I was in Silicon Valley and I went into the men's room off of the lobby of the _________ Hotel (very expensive!). There was a Latin college boy, probably 20 y.o., standing at the end of the urinals. He had a knapsack of books slung over one shoulder. Because he briefly glanced at me as I entered, I choose the urinal two down from him even though I could have been further away (like a total straight would be). We were the only ones in there. I should also add, I was dressed for business in a really nice dark blue suit, starched white shirt, cufflinks, gold color silk tie, and highly polished shoes. With the bit of gray I have on my temples I look like a guy a movie director would cast as "the prosperous 40-something businessman." You get the picture. The green marble partitions between the urinals prevented me from seeing his Latino dick. I didn't even try. I stood back a little bit from the urinal, confidently planted my feet a bit farther apart than most men, freed my dick and pissed. I ignored him. As I finished peeing, he tentatively stepped back a half step. In my peripheral I could see a little bit of hand movement down there. He had stepped back just enough for me to notice he had stroked himself to a hard-on. I interpreted that as an invitation and nodded toward the stalls. The great thing about these stalls is that they were like tiny rooms. Their walls went completely to the floor and ceiling and they were covered in nice tile and wallpaper. The doors filled the door frames. No peeking in. Total privacy from spying eyes. I have found that young Latino men tend to be polite and deferential. They are pleasers. When they make love they tend to service the other person. He immediately sat on the seat, pulled me close and started sucking on my fast growing 6" cock. A hot-mouth blow job from this handsome, dark hair, brown-eyed, young man felt terrific -- but I wanted more. I wanted to experience him. With my hands gently under his arm pits, I coaxed him to stand up and I started kissing him. He tried to sit again so he could service me but I brought him back up and kissed him deeply. Again he tried to sit and I lovingly brought him back up. When he got the message that I really wanted to love him he melted in my arms like a woman. His strong back muscles relaxed to my touch. He gave himself over to me. He wanted to be made love to. We kissed and fondled. I rubbed his short and thick Latino tool through his jeans. Of course, I slowly released it into my hands. He was uncut. As I kissed his face, My lips drifted to the back of his neck. He turned his body slightly away from me and faced the wall so I could kiss the back of his neck. I kissed him this way for a good long while. I slowly fondled his penis, lovingly pulling his foreskin back and forth over his dickhead. He made gentle noises like a baby. The sensation of my warm hand softly groping his male rod and the slow, soft, tender kisses I was lavishing on him was so overwhelming he pressed his lips onto the wall. I turned up the heat. He shifted and kissed me passionately on my lips. This hot, young buck pressed his mouth totally over mine, closed his eyes and experienced the ecstasy of being with another man. Foreplay, groping and fondling continued for a good while, probably ten minutes. I turned him facing the wall so his back was to me and I slowly stroked his Latin meat. As he stood shorter than me, it was easy for me to reach around him and love his tool with one hand while I rubbed his belly and chest with the other. Slowly, I kissed the back of his neck from one side to the other. Overcome with passionate feelings, he began kissing the wall. He was over the top. His sensitive young male tool convulsed in my hand. His ass cheeks clenched. I sensed he was holding back his cum blast. So deferential in his love making, he turned his head slightly to apologize for being on the verge of cumming. "Shoot it, baby," I whispered into his ear as I kissed his neck more passionately and ran my fingers through the short thick black hair atop his head. He was very oral. He pressed his mouth flat against the wall, kissing passionately, totally lost in the moment. Had a dick been in front of him I know he would of deep throated it. His wet foreskin glided easily, languidly over the sensitive center of his universe. He was kissing the wall as he shot his Spanish baby- making seed onto the shiny white tile. He faced me and tried to apologize for cumming. I reached up with both hands, held his face and kissed him so he couldn't talk. That's how I told him how much I loved what had just happened. He wanted to jack me off as payment. I shook my head, no thanks. My rock hard cock, which I had earlier slipped back into my pants as we kissed, thought I was nuts. But I wanted to end the moment right then on a warm, loved feeling for him. And I had a hunch that if I returned later to that posh men's room, I could find another man to empty my balls. Larry, you asked about my last experience with a man. Every word is true, except that wasn't my last experience. ```` After your Memphis trip write me and let me know what happened. I hope you enjoy a wonderful encounter. P. ```````````````````` Skybolt, I am at work and may have to go to the men's room to jo. Your story was beautiful. Oh to let you hold me in you arms and kiss me like you mean it. To be a little forceful but in control. I am gray haired, have been for many years, but have a youthful face and very passionate. I too would be on my knees trying to take your 6" into my mouth but wanting to be in bed where we could really make passionate love. How old did you say you were. I am 52. I am dripping so much right now that I will have to be careful or my dress pants will have a spot on them. Thanks so much for the reply. I still want to hear about any muscles you have encountered. I will give you a play by play of Memphis. Safe but passionate. Larry ### Gentlemen, if you like my stories, please comment. If you are married, I'd love to hear your stories and see your pictures. Skybolt@canoemail.com. For all who ask -- I live in Atlanta. Sorry, no dates. I'm married and choose to remain in the closet. You married men know where I'm coming from.