In 2011, I had a choice to leave my marriage for the man of my dreams or stay. Obviously I stayed but I still think about how life would be different and what might have been if I had made a different decision.
I met Bryan in late 2010. It was on a chat site and we began talking. We were both in similar situations; married, kids, jobs and attracted to men. At first I was really nervous about chatting with him. He is a big guy with a shaved head, beard or goatee depending on his preference at the time, six foot, about 225 and solid as a rock. When we finally traded pics and I saw him I was immediately attracted to him and scared. I could not figure out why this man was interested in me; 5'10, 200 lbs, Italian American, with black hair, brown eyes, a fit build but not muscular. I sent him my pic and to my surprise he was still interested. We kept on chatting and agreed to meet. The first time we met was for coffee. It was a surreal experience, I was so nervous. So excited to meet this man that I had chatted with for months and finally see if he was the real thing. When he walked in, I could not believe that he really was the person in the picture.
We had our coffee and talked about our situations. Very similar stories about our attraction to men and how we had acted on that. There was an immediate connection, a spark between us that I can't explain or understand. I felt comfortable although I was nervous as all hell about being seen or recognized. When the time came to go back to work I told him I was gonna hit the head first. To my surprise he followed me into the john and stood beside me at the urinal. Now being at the table with him I had a hard on but when he was standing beside me with his dick in his hand, I had a raging hard on. He looked over and smiled as I looked at his dick for the first time. He was also hard, 7 inches and perfect. He was longer than me but I was thicker, I think that really excited him as he felt the weight of my cock in his hand. As I touched him, it was electric for me, my body was on fire and I could not breathe. Unfortunately this did not last long as someone walked in behind us so we had to stop. We went outside and decided that we would want to meet again. I went to work with a hard on that would not go away.
We continued chatting but it took us several weeks to work out the logistics of meeting again. Up to this point, all of my encounters with men had been one time things, on business trips or through opportunity connections with other guys on business trips in my city. We hard a hard time figuring out a time and place that we could meet to play. One day he calls and asks if I would be open to playing with others so we could finally be together. I was apprehensive about taking such a big leap...we were going to meet up with a buddy of his who had two married buds who had a place to play for the day. Little head won out over big head and I went to meet them. We got in Bryan's car and drove to the house (host didn't want it to look like a party with all the cars in the driveway during the day). Nervous does not even begin to describe my feelings but the guys were cool and things started happening pretty fast. When the clothes start coming off that's when things get fun. 
The other three were all good looking guys but I could not take my eyes off Bryan. His body was beautiful. Massive arms and chest, only slightly hairy all over with a nice treasure trail leading to the prize. That awesome cock and a great butt to boot! He was definitely the center of attention, everyone was looking at him and he has this "aw shucks ya'll" way about him. I don't think he knew he was the hottest guy in the room. As we started playing, the attention was focused on him. Everyone wanted a shot at sucking that cock and pecs. Everyone wanted to be the one who got his attention. I tried to play it cool and hang back a little since the four of them kinda knew each other but he was having none of that. He came over to me, bent down slightly and kissed me on the neck. The feel of his beard against my skin was electric. I had always followed the "Pretty Woman" principle - no kissing on the mouth. But when he kissed me on the mouth, I could not stop myself. I was in his spell and I would do anything for and with this man. He worked his way down my chest toward my dick with was throbbing with excitement. On his knees in front of me, he used his tongue to taste the pre-cum that was leaking from my now throbbing dick. When he finally took the head of my dick in his mouth, it took my breath. He moved up and down the shaft of my dick until I had to pull him up and away from in fear that I would cum right then and there.
I asked him, please let me suck you. I started with his magnificent pecs and nipples ( I would later find out that this was his weakness, that his nipples were directly connected to his dick). As I moved down his stomach and toward his cock my own was pouring pre-cum. He later told me that he had never seen anyone with so much pre-cum and it really excited him. I followed his lead and tried to extend the pleasure of sucking him for the first time. I used my tongue to tease his piss slit. I could taste him, salty and warm but not as wet as me. He shivered at the feeling. As I explored the full seven inches of his cock, the head and the veins in his shaft and those big balls my head was spinning. I took him in my mouth and I could feel his ass cheeks contract with excitement. He was enjoying this as much as I was. I tried to take his full length but I couldn't quite manage it, he was just too long for me at that point. As we continued making out, he pulled me over to the bed where the others were playing. We joined them for some mutual cock sucking and 69 but I could not focus on anyone but Bryan. This man mesmerized me.
Two of the guys were first to shoot their loads. Bryan and I were still playing around with the third while the other two watched. We were in 69 and he was tentatively touching my hole. He would move down to suck my balls and tongue my taint and use the saliva to lube my hole. 
He stood up from the bed and walked around behind me. I was laying on my back and he reached down between my legs to touch my man hole. (God was I glad that I had cleaned up good that morning.) He was using one then two fingers to massage my hole and it felt so good. This would not be my fist time getting fucked but my previous experiences had been incredibly painful and I was really scared this was going to hurt. While all this is happening the third guy has made his way behind Bryan. He is now on his knees with his tongue all over Bryan's hole. I can see the excitement in his eyes and I tell him, go ahead. The fist two are watching all of this happen because they are laying on the bed beside me. The next thing I feel is the head of Bryan s dick against my hole. The pressure was intense but the feeling was electric. I knew I wanted this man to be inside me. Even if it was painful I wanted to experience it with him. I wanted to know what he would feel like fucking me.
As he began to press his way in, one of the first two said hold up and offered me a snort of poppers. I was
naive at this point and had never seen or heard of poppers. He said it would relax my muscles and make it easier to take his cock. I took a snort and felt the top of my head come off. But in a few seconds, I did feel more relaxed. 
I could feel Bryan's cock pressing closer to me but it wasn't hurting as much. I took a second snort and he was able to completely enter me. Oh my god, what a feeling. He moved back and forth holding my cock like it was his anchor while he fucked me. As good as it felt I could not take it for long and he had to pull out. His friend was still behind him eating his ass and I could tell he was very close and he had me on the edge of cumming. I took my dick from him and he took his dick and started jacking. In seconds we were both spewing cum, him all over me and me all over my chest. He bent over to lay on top of me rubbing our cum together and kissing me. I wish we could have stayed there all day but our host needed to clean up and we had to return to work.
The ride back to work was hard. All I wanted to do was stay and play but I had other responsibilities and so did he. We talked later that day and he told me he had never done anything like that and that he wanted to see me again. I agreed and we started planning our next meeting.....
See the rest of the story in LIVING TWO LIVES
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