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Early EncounterIn the early days of Internet there was dial-up modems, AOL, and chat rooms. I ventured into these rooms regularly and had interesting as well as disappointing experiences with people. In those beginning years of technology I was really more curious than anything, it seemed a safe and anonymous way to meet people with similar interests and share ideas and fantasies. Meeting someone was beyond anything I thought feasible, it was a way to explore and learn. So then I found rooms listed by state and city and became involved in conversations with local people. It raised the level of awareness, I always wondered if maybe I was talking to my neighbor, or a coworker, or someone I knew socially. Obviously I didn’t want to ‘out’ myself so I tried to be extra careful. It wasn’t long before I met this married guy that went by ‘big-guy’, and we were approximately the same age. He said he had his own business downtown, and was interested in oral bisexual activities. The more times we chatted the more comfortable I got talking with him. I asked him why he chose the handle ‘big-guy’ and he said it was because he was 6’5″ tall and had an 8.5″ penis. He also said his wife didn’t like sucking his cock and that sex at home rarely happened. He told me about a bisexual experience he had with another guy that had sucked him off several times, but that guy moved and now he wanted to pursue finding someone else. I liked what I was learning … a married guy, mature, limited bisexual experience, horny, wanted his cock sucked, and had his own office downtown. My interest went into high gear.After playing cat-and-mouse with each other for several weeks he asked me if I would like to drop by his office to meet socially. A thousand thoughts went through my mind … but I decided to go through with it. He gave me a phone number and said we could talk on the phone first, and when I called I was paranoid enough to block caller ID. We talked for several minutes and he gave me directions to his office and said a good time to meet casually would be Saturday afternoon. He said his wife is used to him putting in a few hours on Saturday’s, and that this first meeting would only be to get acquainted and break the ice. I liked that too. I was very surprised to learn his name when I met him face to face. We did not know each other. I had heard of his insurance agency and he had heard of my canlı bahis business. He was a big guy for sure, towering over me and weighing in around 250LBS. There wasn’t any mention of doing anything that afternoon, but I did ask him directly how many guys he had met from the chat rooms, how many times had he had bisexual sex? He told me the last guy was the most frequent, but that he had met with two other guys about a year ago. I took it further and asked if anything else happened besides oral … was there anal sex involved with any of them? He said no, he only liked being sucked off. I was extremely tempted to ask him to stand up and at least give me a peek at the prize he had between his legs, but I managed to maintain. I think he knew what I was thinking because he said it didn’t get quiet in the building until after the janitors finished and all the other Saturday afternoon people working went home. As I got ready to leave I asked where the restrooms were, I needed to piss. He walked me down the hall and into the men’s room. I stood at the urinal not maybe expecting him to hang around, but he pulled up to the next urinal and whipped out his cock. He stood back far enough I got a good look, and it was a big one. Nothing happened, I zipped up and drove back home thinking about his big penis. We chatted online the next week and he asked me if I could come to his office again a little later this Saturday. I agreed, and got there to find him seated behind his desk again. He stood up, shook my hand, and went to the door and locked it. I followed him into a small conference room where he pulled his pants off and leaned back on the table. He asked me if I was okay sucking him standing up, and I said yes. He stroked himself a few times and offered me his cock to suck. He was thicker than I imagined, and he got hard faster than I imagined too. In a matter of minutes he had his hands on my head and was guiding me back and forth on his cock at the speed and depth he liked. He was thoughtful and realized there was no way I could take his cock deep … I wrapped my hand around the shaft and let him push against it as I took as much of what was left into my mouth. It certainly didn’t take very long, I don’t think I sucked him for more than ten minutes when he asked: “do you want the cum”? I wasn’t sure how to answer, I wanted it but I was apprehensive about letting him shoot bahis siteleri it in my mouth. Not answering immediately he asked again: “do you want the cum or should I pull out”? When I took it out of my mouth to answer he grabbed it and started shooting cum all over the conference table. He was much closer to orgasm than I realized. He slid it back into my mouth and let me taste a drop of two, and his cock was still completely hard. I kept it in my mouth for several minutes while he enjoyed the after glow of orgasm. I was surprised how hard he stayed.The entire event had my head spinning, so much had happened so quickly I don’t think I had time to really absorb the details. He went to a sink and came back with a damp washcloth and asked if I needed to clean-up. I was fine, so he used it to wipe off his still very swollen penis. After he was finished he started wiping up the cum on the conference table. He laughed and called it ‘furniture polish’, and said he would masturbate and shoot cum on the table when he was really horny and no one was available to get him off. I realized he was being considerate by asking me if I wanted to take his cum, and by shooting it on the table when he realized I wasn’t committed to taking it. As he reached down and picked up his pants I moved closer and wrapped my hand around his cock before he could pull them up. He laughed and said: “it will be a while before I can cum again”. I just wanted to feel it and play with it even if he couldn’t get off again. He let me fondle it for a few minutes, and I apologized saying: “sorry, I didn’t think I’d enjoy this so much”. When he didn’t respond I dropped to my knees and took it back in my mouth. It felt and tasted great, and he let his pants fall back down. “I’m not sure if it will get hard for you, but what you’re doing sure feels good”. I played and sucked on his cock for another ten or fifteen minutes, it never swelled up like it did the first time, but it did get pretty hard. “Why don’t we save this for next time, can you stop by tomorrow or Monday? Next time I won’t pull it out and I’ll let you have the cum if you want it”. We tentatively agreed to talk and maybe try to meet at his office the next afternoon, Sunday. Once I got home we had obligations that had me busy all day Sunday, so I told him it would have to be Monday. He said to make it after 5PM, after business hours when bahis şirketleri everyone goes home. I could not stop thinking about his big fat cock. I was so horny all day Sunday I think I fucked my wife and had to jack off twice. I made it to his office on Monday at 5PM, and we sat talking until everyone on the floor had gone home. It was probably 5:30 or 5:45 when he felt safe that no one would come around. I followed him again into the conference room and watched him drop his pants to the floor. He stroked it a couple of times and said: “so you want it this time, right”? I answered: “yes, don’t pull it out, I want to feel it cum”. He answered: “well, you are the last person to touch or suck on it two days ago, I haven’t cum since Saturday”. I took his cock in my mouth and it got nice and hard in a minute or two. He held my head again as I wrapped my hand around the shaft and let him fuck my mouth. I tried to pay more attention this time to when he was going to cum. Since he caught me by surprise the last time I wanted to try and be ready in case he didn’t say anything or announce his cum. I watched him spurt his load on the table last time, and I was pretty confident I could handle his wad if it was the same size. Maybe it was because we were better acquainted and more comfortable with each other, but this time he talked to me almost the entire time I was sucking on his dick. It actually made it hotter, it wasn’t demeaning or belittling like throwing insults or name calling, he was just horny and expressed it. After just a few minutes he began saying things like: “oh man that feels good … you wanted this load two days ago didn’t you, and now you’re about to get it. I love having my cock sucked and I can’t wait to give you my hot load. I’m sure glad we became friends, I hope you want to suck my cock all the time. I’m getting close, I’m so horny right now … I hope you’re ready … it’s right there … it’s right there … oh fuck yes, I’m cumming, take it”. I closed my eyes and imagined his cock from two days earlier shooting on the conference table and felt it throb several times in my mouth. The thought occurred to me to hold it in my mouth until he was finished and spit it in the sink, but I swallowed it instead. I sucked him for several minutes after he finished squirting, but I did it gently without too much pressure because I know how sensitive a cock is after ejaculation. This particular bisexual experience was the first I had as an adult and only lasted a month or two. Looking back I don’t recall why we quit getting together, but it was sure a lot of fun while it lasted.

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