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Grand Rapids Conference
by ljdoofus75 (ljdoofus75@gmail.com)

***

This is a story of an older man helping a younger 
man through his bi-curiosity desire. (MM, 1st, 
oral, anal)

***

I giggled my pocket change as I awaited my ride to 
the airport. I'd be giving a presentation on the 
first day of the conference, but after that, I was 
free the rest of the week to go to any of the other 
lectures as I so desired. My presentation would be 
on the exciting subject of "Statistical Quality 
Control in the Service Industry". I had spent a lot 
of time trying to make a normally boring (nerdy) 
subject, but really interesting – entertaining. I 
had given the presentation to my classes and I got 
laughs where they were supposed to be. I thought I 
was ready for whatever came along. Boy was I wrong.

My wife walked up to me and gave me a hug like we 
were in a "Cialis" commercial and said, "How will 
your students get by without their professor for a 
whole week?"

I replied, "I've given them more homework than they 
can do and besides I have four TAs to work with my 
classes. They'll be fine." Just then my ride pulled 
up. My wife looked at me and said, "You be good now 
and don't get into any trouble. I'll be waiting to 
hear how things go. Love you." She kissed me as her 
hand stroked my beard and gave it a loving tug.

The flight was uneventful and we landed at the Ford 
International Airport only a few minutes late. 
Since I was one of the primary guest speakers, 
there was a limo waiting to take to me and another 
speaker to the Amway Grand Plaza on Monroe Ave. It 
was a cold day that caused my glasses to fog up as 
soon as I entered the hotel lobby. I found my way 
to the front desk and received the conference 
check-in "Welcome" packet; I was shown to my suite 
in the Pantlind wing. 

Since there were almost 200 people attending, the 
conference was scheduled for the Pantlind Ballroom 
in that wing of the hotel. My luxury suite was very 
nice – King size bed, 1 and half baths, a lot of 
other amenities – really first class. I settled in 
and decided to do a walk about.

The hotel was extremely nice and I noticed there 
was a workout room with some free weights. Back in 
the day before I hurt my shoulders, I used to do 
heavy weights, but now, (two rotator surgeries 
later) I just did enough weight to keep toned. I 
was glad I had brought my workout gear. There was a 
sauna/steam room too.

I returned to my room and went over my presentation 
one more time just to refresh. Soon it was dinner 
time, so I headed for the Cygnus 27 restaurant on 
the 27th floor to take in the view. When each 
conference precipitant received their "Welcome" 
packet, they were encouraged to wear the nametag 
provided during the whole conference. I was seated 
at a table for two, but soon with all the guests 
arriving, the place was packed. I saw a man with a 
conference nametag waiting to be seated. It looked 
like it would take some time, so I told the waiter 
that he could sit at my table if he didn't mind 
company. The waiter showed him over.

His name was Greg. We began with some small talk. 
This was his first big conference and at such a 
nice hotel. He looked about twenty years younger 
than me maybe in his mid-thirties to forty. As we 
talked, I found out that he liked all kinds of 
hunting and did it regularly especially during deer 
season. He had some pictures on his phone of a real 
nice buck. He said it was a 12 point. I also found 
out that he lifted weights, too. 

I said, "I like to lift free weights, but with my 
shoulders, I like to have "spotter" even if I'm not 
lifting a lot. Would you "spot" for me tomorrow 
after we finish the day's schedule?" 

He said, "Sure, I brought my work clothes, too. I'm 
sure we'll be ready to work off some first day 
tension." 

I agreed and he gave me his room number.

My presentation was a big hit. The conference 
organizers and even the hotel folks commented on 
how well I did with a dry subject. I was elated and 
called my wife to brag a little. She said, "Honey, 
I never had any doubt that it wouldn't be anything 
but great. You just like to worry. Have a good time 
and remember don't get into trouble. I'll see you 
soon. Love ya."

***

Once the day's schedule was over, we had three 
hours before dinner. I gave Greg a call and he said 
he'd change into his workout clothes and meet me in 
the weight room. I headed down to the first floor 
to the exercise room. Greg was already there. He 
was wearing an old ratty tee-shirt and a pair of 
old workout shorts that looked like basketball 
shorts from the sixties. They definitely didn't 
come down to his knees. We did some curls and 
tricep excises. 

I went over to the bench press setup. I put 125 lbs 
on and Greg gave me a spot. In order to do that and 
not hurt his back, he needed to stand almost 
directly over my head. I looked up and he lowered 
the weights to my hands and it was hard not to 
notice that he wasn't wearing a strap or any 
underwear. Besides that, he was really hung. I did 
my 10 reps and he did his. We worked our way 
through several sets and decided it was time to hit 
the sauna.

The attendant gave us towels to sit on and cover 
ourselves. We were the only ones in the sauna. It 
felt great – the heat just melting away the tension 
from my presentation, sweat starting to dribble 
down my face, shoulders and back. After 10 minutes, 
Greg was getting pretty sweaty, too. Sweat was 
getting in his eyes and he used the towel that was 
covering him to dry them. That's when I noticed 
that he had a really nice looking cock – very 
symmetrical and he was "hairless" down there. 

His cock was really thick about 2 ½" and 7" long 
and that was without being hard. I don't know why, 
but I felt a stirring. I'd had an on and off again 
sexual relation over several years with a neighbor 
named, Gary, during my twenties and early thirties, 
but I hadn't felt that way in a long time. I'd seen 
my share of cocks in locker and country club 
dressing rooms because there's always one or two 
guys in the group that like to walk around naked. 

I said pointing to his crotch, "I see you must 
shave or something. Exactly how do you do that 
without cutting yourself? I tried that once and 
almost castrated myself. Let's say it didn't turn 
out too well."

He said, "It's not too bad if you don't let it get 
out of hand. Once you decide to shave, you have to 
do it every few days or you'll be sorry."

I asked, "What do you use – clippers or razor?" He 
replied, "Clippers then the razor."

I answered, "Maybe that was my problem. I must have 
nicked my nuts three or four times using just a 
razor. You can't use direct pressure there to stop 
the bleeding. It hurts too much." We both laughed. 
We showered and returned to our rooms to get ready 
for dinner.

There was assigned seating for the dinner. Greg was 
assigned the table next to mine. He switched 
seating assignments with someone at my table. Our 
table had four women and us two men. There were two 
single women in the late twenties and two married 
women that were in their late thirties. We had some 
pleasant conversation with them. The two single 
women, an auburn haired 'freckled' beauty, Rita, 
and a cute petite brunette, Lucy, worked at the 
same company and this was their first business-paid 
excursion just like Greg. I noticed that they were 
sitting fairly close to each other and doing a lot 
of arm touching and hair arranging. I wondered if 
they were lovers. 

The married women had husbands, kids and all the 
distractions and turmoil that they bring. During 
dinner, I had to retrieve my wayward napkin and 
noticed 'Freckles' had her hand between Lucy's legs 
fairly high up. Now, I was sure they were lovers. 
Dinner was excellent and the ladies departed for 
their rooms. I asked Greg if he wanted a drink 
because as a presenter my tab was "comped" by the 
hotel. 

He said yes and we headed for the bar.

We got a booth with window that looked out on 
downtown Grand Rapids and the river. We continued 
our dinner conversation and got to know each other 
better. He said, "You know, I would like to fuck 
either Rita or Lucy or both." I replied, "Well, 
seeing how they were acting at dinner, I think 
they're lovers. Besides, I saw Rita with her hand 
nestled between Lucy's legs at dinner."

He answered with some disbelief, "Really, I just 
thought they were good friends." I retorted, "Yeah, 
really good friends."

Greg said, "How do you know people are that way?" I 
answered, "Well, you know some guys are gay and 
it's just obvious and others seem like normal guys. 
There's just a feeling you get maybe it gay or 
lesbian radar.  You just have to watch the clues 
they put out."

Greg asked, "How do you know all this stuff?" I 
replied, "In all my classroom years, I've seen a 
lot of kids go through my classes and it was kind 
of a game I played to see if I could read them, so 
I've developed a pretty good sense of people."

He asked, "I wonder what Rita and Lucy are doing 
right now?"  I responded, "They are probably having 
dessert in their room and eating each other."

He responded, "Yeah, I've always wanted to watch 
two women go at it." I asked, "Why?"

Greg continued, "I guess it because they seem to 
know what to do with a pussy to make it feel great 
and I wish I could do that too." I replied, "I'm 
sure you could say the same thing for men, too."

He said, "I hadn't thought about it, but that's 
probably true." We finished our drinks and retired 
to our rooms.

***

The next day, I saw Greg a couple times between 
lecturers and asked if he would "spot" me again 
after today's schedule. He said that he'd be glad 
to. When the day's events were completed, I called 
his room and told him to me at the weight room. He 
was wearing the same workout clothes as the day 
before and for some reason I began looking forward 
to doing some bench presses. Once it was time to do 
bench presses, I decided to try and lift more 
weight. I put on 150 lbs. 

Greg had to get a better grip on the bar and was 
straddling the bench just above my head. The extra 
effort required for this weight caused his cock to 
slip out of his shorts and I was staring it 
directly in the eye – so to speak. It still looked 
good. He said, "Excuse me. I've got re-arrange this 
furniture." He shoved his hand down the front of 
his shorts and moved his balls and cock around 
until they were re-secured.

When we had completed our workout, we headed for 
the sauna room again. The attendant gave us our 
towels and we entered. Being alone in the sauna, I 
thought I was sensing something in Greg, so as we 
sweated, I removed my towel and wiped my face 
except I didn't replace the towel. My six inch cock 
was just languishing on my leg. I noticed Greg 
checking it out when he said, "If you want to shave 
down there, I could show you how I do it. I brought 
the things I use. You could come to my room later 
and I'll show you."

I replied, "OK, I have always learned best by 
watching someone who was a SME, subject matter 
expert." He removed his towel wiped his face and 
neck. He didn't replace it this time. I soon was 
enjoying the show and soon had to replace my towel 
before I reveled too much. We showered and headed 
to our rooms. I told him I'd be there after I got 
dressed.

I knocked on his door and he opened it and smiled 
while inviting me in. I said, "Where are going to 
do this?" He said, "The bathroom is best the first 
time, so you don't get hair all over the place. 
After you've done it once, you can do it almost 
anywhere." I thought to myself that's so true about 
a lot of things. He said, "Why don't we take off 
our clothes in here so we're not tripping over 
them?" I replied, "Sounds like a good idea." We 
removed our clothes and put them on his bed.

Once in the bathroom, he gave me the clippers and 
said, "Now, you want to hold your cock with your 
left hand and start at the base and move upward 
toward your navel. You always want your skin taut 
so you don't nick yourself." I turned on the 
clippers and did as directed. The salt and pepper 
pubes began to fall away. He said, "That was the 
easy part. Trimming the hair around your nuts is 
tricky. You want to do the same thing down there." 
I pulled the scrotum skin tight and began. About 
the second pass, I nicked my left nut. "Son of a 
bitch, that's what happened the last time I tried 
this."

Greg said, "If you don't mind, I can do it for you. 
It's easier when you can be at eye level." I 
replied, "Sure, I'm pretty much committed to doing 
this at this point."

He lightly took my nuts in his hand and began 
delicately removing my hair. He would roll my balls 
between his fingers and it started to cause my cock 
to lengthen. He said, "I've found that it's 
actually easier to trim this stuff if you're hard."  
I responded, "OK." He lightly stroked my cock until 
it was hard as granite. He then applied the shaving 
cream on my crotch and nuts. 

It felt so delicious I thought I was going to cum 
right then. He took the razor and finished the job. 
He said, "Why don't you step into the tub and I'll 
rinse you off." 

He turned on the shower and aimed the warm water 
directly at the region. The sensation was 
delightful maybe because there was no hair down 
there. He dried me off and said, "Looks like you're 
ready to go." As my cock made several throbbing 
bounces in mid-air.

I replied, "Well, it certainly feels great. It 
makes my cock feel like it's just stepped out into 
the sunshine." He responded with, "You'll really 
notice when you don't have pubes trying to garrote 
your cock."

"Yeah, that'll be nice. It's difficult to get those 
hairs off while you're standing in front of a class 
of fifty students. You can't do a Michael Jackson 
and just grab yourself." I retorted and continued 
with, "Is there anything I can do for you to thank 
you for doing this?"

He replied, "No, that's OK. I was glad to show 
you." I pressed and said, "Are you sure there isn't 
anything I could do to show my appreciation?"

He looked puzzled and then thought a while and 
said, "You might find this unusual, but have you 
ever fucked someone in the ass?" I responded, 
"Well, my wife for sure, but are you asking about a 
man?"

He replied, "Yes. I've fucked women in the ass and 
they seemed to enjoy it so much that I began 
wondering what it feels like." "I responded, "When 
I was experimenting back in my younger days, I 
fucked and got fucked by a friend."

"Did it hurt?" he questioned. "Not too much, if you 
lube up, take it slow and the guy's not hung like 
you." I answered.

"How do you keep shit from getting all over the 
place?" he inquired. "Before you start, you give 
the person an enema and essentially flush all the 
shit out of their rectum, so it acts just like a 
pussy. It's a nice hot, wet cave." I replied. 
"Didn't you do that to the women you fucked?" I 
questioned. He said, "No, it was their bed, not 
mine. I guess they didn't know about this."

Questioning, I asked, "You're not asking me to fuck 
you, are you?" Greg said, "I'm not sure, but I'm 
just curious about it that's all."

I replied, "It sounds like you need some time to 
think about it." Greg said, "For some reason, I 
have been thinking about it a lot lately, but let's 
go to dinner and I'll stew on it overnight."

We dressed and headed for dinner with assigned 
seating again. Greg was too far away to switch 
seats, so we met after dinner for drinks and talked 
some more about his bi-curiosity and what he could 
do about it. About nine, we headed for our separate 
rooms. I ducked out to a nearby department store 
and purchased a plastic turkey-baster and some KY 
gel just in case they might be needed tomorrow.

***

We both attended various lectures during that day's 
activities, but we were scheduled to work out after 
the day's schedule. We met at the exercise room and 
did some weights then headed for the sauna and 
received our towels. Again we were alone in the 
sauna. I asked Greg, "Well, did you do enough 
thinking overnight?"

He replied, "That's all I thought about." I 
queried, "And?"

"I think, if I did it, I would want someone to do 
it that wasn't a complete stranger – someone like 
you. I believe it's time that I found out what it's 
like." was his reply. We showered and dressed and 
returned to my suite.

Once inside, I suggested that we undress and head 
for the bathroom and I would show him how to give 
himself an enema. I ran some very warm water in the 
sink and took out the turkey-baster. I used some 
hand lotion to grease it up and slowly inserted it 
into my ass. I leaned forward and squeezed the bulb 
until it was emptied and then blasted the contents 
into the toilet. I did this about three times until 
the discharge was clear. He said, "Wow, that's 
sorta like prepping for a colonoscopy." I replied, 
"Exactly except it's not your whole digestive tract 
just your rectum. Now, it's your turn." Greg 
proceeded to do what he was shown.

"Now what?" he said. I replied, "Why don't we just 
lie down on the bed for now and see how things 
develop. Before we do anything, let me say this. 
I've never liked hand holding, cuddling or kissing 
a guy, so if that's what you think is going to 
happen, we need to stop right now. If it's just 
sex, I'm OK with that. All that other stuff is what 
you do with the ladies. Understand?"

Greg answered, "You'll get no argument out of me 
about that because I feel the same way."  We took 
our places on my king sized bed. I reached over and 
began to lightly run my fingers over his 
magnificent cock. He shifted around some, which 
allowed my fingers to stroke his nuts, too. It 
wasn't long before it was obvious that he was 
enjoying this treatment. 

His cock expanded in thickness and got hard, but 
only grew about a ½" longer. Still that made it 
about 7 ½" and 2 ¾" thick. His nuts were about the 
size of tangelos and had to be full of cum. It felt 
so much different stroking his equipment because 
there was no hair. I saw a drop of pre-cum leak 
from his tip. I collected it with my index finger 
and licked it off. I said, "Why don't you lay on 
your side so I can see that your tight ass?" He 
did.

I ran my hand lightly over his young taut ass skin. 
I saw goose bumps form on his leg. I put some gel 
on my right hand middle finger and rubbed it 
between his cheeks searching for his brown 
sphincter. Once I reached it, I felt it clench. I 
told Greg, "You need to relax or this will hurt. 
Just let go." I greased it up pretty well and then 
began to apply some digital pressure. 

My finger began to slowly disappear into the warm 
of his bowel. Soon my whole finger was knuckle deep 
in his ass. That's when I began a slow but steady 
in and out motion that I kept up for a few minutes. 
I greased another finger and began inserting both 
into his hole with a firm, steady pressure until 
they both vanished in to his brown cave. He had 
reached around and was stroking my cock to its full 
hardness and saying, "I want to feel this in my 
ass. I want to feel you fuck me and cum in my ass. 
Please fuck me now."

I put some grease on my rock hard cock, removed my 
fingers and replaced them with my cock. I applied 
pressure with my hips and my cock slowly slid into 
his recesses. He said, "It starting to hurt." I 
replied, "Remember just relax like your letting a 
fart out and it'll go in easier." Finally, my cock 
was fully embedded into his ass. I left it fully 
inserted for about thirty seconds before I started 
a nice slow in and out motion. 

He moaned, "Oh, this feels really good. I can't put 
the sensation into words, but it feels great. No 
wonder the girls like it so much." 

I re-positioned him so his ass was up in the air 
and I could begin doing full-length strokes, which 
would be followed by full-length fast and hard 
strokes. Soon I was pumping his ass and he was 
moaning and getting off on this. I told him, 
"Stroke your cock, but don't cum."

I exploded into his ass thrusting my hips and cock 
as deep into Greg's ass as possible. He shouted, "I 
can feel you cumming. It feels great." I kept 
pumping until my cock softened and I pulled it out. 
Greg turned to me and said, "Let me suck you." 
Before I could answer, his mouth was on my cock 
slurping my cum residuals.

I heard him saying, "Hmmm, this taste so good. I 
need another load in my mouth. Do you think you 
could cum again?"

I replied, "Keep sucking and I'm sure I'll get my 
second wind." It was a good thing that I'd take 
those two Viagra pills. My hard returned and Greg 
was doing a very nice job of sucking. I told him to 
lie on his back and we could 69. His beautiful cock 
was sticking straight up. It looked mouthwatering. 
It had been a long time since my lips were wrapped 
around a cock especially one that looked this 
appetizing. I slipped my cock into his mouth and 
began to face fuck him while my tongue swirled 
around his bulbous head and wetted its surface. 

I licked up and down his thick shaft and tongued 
his frenulum with quick strokes. He was moaning and 
with my cock inserted into his mouth that produced 
a wonderful sensation. I began lightly squeezing 
his nuts while sucking him deep into my mouth and 
throat as I pumped my cock equally as deep down his 
throat. 

I couldn't hold out any longer and began to cum in 
his mouth with several violent squirts. He moaned, 
swallowed and began cumming in my mouth 
simultaneously. We rolled on our sides and 
continued to suck each other's cock as they 
returned to a softened state. Greg said, "I can 
feel your cum dripping out of my ass and I really 
like it – getting fucked feels so good and when you 
came in my mouth that was terrific."

We laid there a while and I reached over and began 
to stroke his cock to another erection. Once he was 
hard, I rolled him onto his back and straddled his 
legs such that he could see my cock. I spread my 
cheeks and lowered my ass toward his rejuvenated 
member. I felt his head touch my puckered muscle as 
I pressed downward. He was so thick, but with a 
little effort, it finally slipped inside. 

After some initial slow "sizing" strokes, I began 
to rise and fall on his cock as he reached for my 
cock and stroked it. I was hard again and his thick 
cock in my ass felt great. Soon I was bouncing up 
and down on his pole like a "Jungle Jim" and he was 
thrusting his cock deep inside as he jacked me off. 
It was feeling so good. I moaned and shot cum on 
him up to his face. I felt in cum in my ass soon 
afterward.

I rolled off and laid there spent. I asked, "Well, 
what do you think?"

He said, "It was better than I ever imagined."

I noticed that his cock was hard again. He said, 
"Can I fuck you again?" I had created a monster.

END

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