## Archive-name: different-evening

From: an19646@anon.penet.fi

Subject: My story, a different evening.

Newsgroups: alt.sex.motss

I had an experience a couple years ago that I keep thinking about and I want to tell it now.

My work often took me out for several days away from home and on this particular time I was headed out for what I thought to be a two day trip. When I got to the area I got a motel room and then headed out to the work location. I worked a long day pulling soil samples around some old oil wells and got in well after dark. I was just about to shut off the light and go to sleep when the phone rang and a guy named Brian called and said he was from the oil company and that he was coming out in the morning to see how the job was going. I said that was fine with me, although normally these company men just slow me down with questions and nitpicking about the job. But I thought if the guy would pitch in an help we might get done faster and get home sooner.

Brian showed up at my room about 7:00 having driven for 2 hours. This was already half an hour past my starting time so I was a little irked from the very start. But as it turned out Brian seemed to be a friendly guy and I decided to give him the benefit of the doubt. We grabbed a quick breakfast and headed for the field. Brian jumped right in, helping me dig and bag the samples, which made me feel even better about having him along. We talked about a lot of things and found that we had a lot of things in common. We were both married, we had common interests, and we were about the same age. He told me that he enjoyed coming out to the field like this because he didn't get to do it very often. He liked the out-doors and he told me a lot of interesting history about the area that we were working in.

About mid-afternoon we looked off to the west and saw some dark looking clouds rolling up on the horizon. Brian mentioned that we better hurry or we might get caught in a rainstorm. We doubled our efforts and bagged up the last sample just as the first raindrops began to fall. As I headed the pickup back toward town the rain really started to come down and the dark clouds made the night come on sooner than normal. The road was normally hard packed clay but now it was turning into a slimey, sloppy mess. I did pretty well for a while but suddenly the pickup took a mind of it's own and started sliding all over the road and veered into the shallow ditch. I gunned it to get back up on the road but all I could do was spin and slide. It was miles to town and there wasn't a farm or ranch house within sight. We both got out in the rain and started gathering sticks and branches to put under the wheels to gain some traction. We worked for several hours and _finally_ got the truck back up on the road and headed to town.

We were both soaking wet, muddy, and cold as we pulled into town. Brian said he didn't want to drive home that night and decided to get a room. But when he went into the motel he found that all the rooms were taken with hunters. It was the fall antelope hunting season and the town's only motel was packed. Brian said that he'd probably just drive home but I told him that I had two beds in my room and that he shouldn't take off this late in the storm. He reluctantly agreed.

Neither of us had fresh clothes so we decided to grab a burger at a drive up and just hit the sack since both of us were exhausted from digging out the pickup. On our way back to the motel Brian spotted drive up liquor store and directed me to stop. He ordered a fifth of Old Number 7 and grinned and said, "This should warm us up."

Back at the motel we quickly gulped down the burgers and I headed for the shower. We were both cold and wanted to get out those soaking clothes. When I got out of the shower I wrapped a towel around me and was going to jump right into bed. Brian was standing outside the door in his wet skivies. He stuck a motel glass half full of Kentucky whiskey in my hand and proceeded to drink his in two big gulps. I could see that he was cold because he was shivering. I laughed and swallowed mine. This reminded me of my college days when we used to do crazy things on a whim. Brian poured me another shot and then headed for the shower. I had no clothes to put on but suddenly I didn't want to go to bed. I grabbed a blanket from the bed and wrapped up in it while I sipped my whiskey and waited for Brian to finish showering.

He soon emerged from the bathroom with a towel around his waist. He followed my lead and grabbed a blanket off the other bed and wrapped it around himself. We sat there sipping and talking for quite a while until we both began to loose the chill from the cold, wet day. Talk turned to our wives and then women in general. We talked about some of the wild women we had known in college and then, as often happens when men are drinking, to some of our sexual exploits. I was beginning to feel the booze now and I was also starting to warm up. I was lying on my side and propped up on my elbow. The blanket was pushed down off my upper body and covered me only from the waist down. Brian lay in a similar manner on the other bed. As we talked I noticed that he kept glancing down at my groin area and I suddenly realized that I had my hand under the blanket rubbing my dick. I was embarassed and tried to brush it off with a joke. "I guess I'll have to go in the bathroom later and take care of that," I said. "Too bad Momma's not here to take care of it for me," meaning my wife, Brian must have seen my embarassment and said, "That's ok, I've caught myself rubbing mine several times too. All this sex talk is making both of us horny," he said.

Then he laughed and said, "It would be kind of silly for us to take turns going into the bathroom to jerk off."

The thought of that made me laugh too, and for some reason I felt more at ease. Brian freshened our glasses and we lay there talking some more, he on his bed and me on mine. The room felt quite warm and we both had our blankets pushed off our legs and our upper bodies. I caught myself rubbing my dick again but this time I didn't take my hand away.

The conversation changed and Brian said that I looked like I lifted weights. I said that I didn't. I said I was fortunate enough to have a decent body without having to work at it too much. I told him that he had a nice body too and seemed pleased. He said that he lifted weights when he had time but his job and home life kept him from doing it as much as he wanted. I noticed now that Brian had his hand under his blanket, sliding it up and down his prick. His blanket kept sliding back and I could see one of his balls resting on his leg.

I now had a huge hard-on and I wanted to stroke it in the worst way. I pressed my palm down on my dick and and cupped my balls. I instinctively thrust my pelvis forward against my hand. Brian was watching me and I saw his arm tense up as he work his dick under the blanket.

Just then Brian reached over and pinched the edge of my blanket and pulled it gently off me. "Go ahead," he said almost in a whisper. He flipped his own blanket off his body and suddenly we were both laying there naked in front of each other. I rolled onto my back with my dick sticking straight up. I felt a little self-conscience so I drew my knees up slightly. I wrapped my hand around my dick and sqeezed hard. Then I looked at Brian and said, "I don't know why I'm doing this." "I've never done this before."

I drew my knees up higher and was thinking about dashing off to the bathroom when Brian sat up on his bed.

"It's okay man," he said. I've never done this before either, except for jerking off with some other kids a few times in grade school." "But nobody's ever going to know, and I'm going to lay here and jerk my meat and then go to sleep. You can stop or jerk off or what ever you want. I don't care, and I'll never say anything to anybody."

The Brian reached over and touched me on the arm. I just about jumped out of my skin. I started to tingle all over and I got a lump in the back of my throat. My prick, which had started to wilt, practically jumped up like a spring was attached. Brian had a calm, almost pleading look on his face. "Nobody's ever going to know," he said again.

I thought about it for a split second and then gave in to my needs. I straightened out my legs and drew my arms up over my head. I lay there completely exposed to Brian. I shut my eyes and could feel the cool air moving gently over naked body. I guess that was my way of saying, "I give in."

Then I felt a nudge on my arm again, and I opened my eyes to see Brian climbing onto my bed. I slid over to make room for him. We lay there silently on our backs slowly stroking ourselves. We did this for several minutes before Brian raised up on his elbow and said, "Would you mind if I touched you?"

I didn't mind at all. In fact I was trying to work up the courage to ask him the same question. It was then that I felt a hand wrap around my cock. Brian's hand felt warm and slightly rough, not like the women's that I had felt before. He stroked me slowly, and I just lay back enjoying the feeling that he was giving me. Soon I got the urge to feel Brian's cock in my hand, but I also wanted to see it too. With Brian still holding on to my cock I sat up and turned toward his body. I reached over and cupped his balls in my hand. Then I moved my hand up and around his shaft. I slowly started pulling rhythmically on his cock. A slight moan came from Brian's mouth and I felt good that I was giving him pleasure.

Brian sat up and turned toward me. We both sat there pulling eachothers cocks, not saying a word. We were just looking. Suddenly I got the feeling that Brian was going to kiss me. For some reason I didn't him want to do that and I think he seemed to sense it. It seems funny that I loved him sitting there holding my cock but I didn't want him to kiss me. Instead he took his hand off my cock and pushed me back on the bed, coming down on top of me. I could feel his hard cock moving against my leg. His mouth started brushing gently around on my chest. His hand started sqeezing my pec and then his mouth locked my other nipple. I almost creamed right then. I had no idea that could feel so good. Nobody had ever done that to me before. I put my hands behind his head and held him against my chest and started shoving my cock against his belly. He sucked both my nipples hard and then started moving his face slowly down my torso, swirling his tongue from one side of my rib cage to the other.

Brian had been straddling and humping my right leg, but now he slid slightly so that he dropped down between my legs, still working on my belly with his tongue. Then he stopped his tongue work and lay his head down on my belly. He drew his body up slightly to take the pressure off my cock. I think he knew that I was getting too worked up and he was slowing things down a little. After a while he slid down a bit more so that his head was directly over my cock and balls. Then he started brushing his lips over the head of my cock which was so hard that it almost hurt. Suddenly his warm, wet mouth engulfed me. It was ecstasy. I reached my arms over my head and arched my back, humping my pelvis into his face. Then I relaxed and watch his head bob up and down at the base of my belly. The only blowjobs that I had ever gotten before were from women and this one felt different. I could feel the hard sucking from Brian's mouth and his tongue felt rough as it slid up and down on my shaft. The combination of the warm wetness and his rough tongue was getting me too excited and I didn't want to come yet so I sat up and slid out from under Brian. I tugged his arm for him to roll onto his back and I spun my body 180 degrees and rose up on my hands and knees. This put me in a position where my face was suspended directly above Brian's. I moved my head forward over his chest and this inturn put my chest over his head. I looked in front of me and saw Brian's hard cock arching toward me. I was very similar to mine, well shaped, and and not really large but not small either. It stood out and leaned up toward Brian's belly and toward me.

I turned my attention back to Brian's chest, determined to use some of his treatment back on him. I leaned down and started flicking my tongue across the base of his neck. I swirled it back and forth across his pecs before locking on one of his nipples. His small nipple became very hard and erect and I could tell I was having the same effect that he had on me. I heard a low groan and then I felt his hands start to slide up and down my chest and belly. As I worked on his nipples he slid his hands from my tits to my cock...up and down...up and down. Then his hand went between my legs and cupped my dangling balls. He lightly massaged my balls for a few seconds and then slid his hand farther behind me to the crack of my ass. His fingers rubbed slightly around the rim of my ass hole. With this I pushed my face farther along his belly and raised up slightly. I had never seen another man's cock this close before and I must have spent a few seconds looking at it. Then I felt Brian's insistant finger pressing into my asshole and I dropped down on his cock with my mouth. I felt Brian tense up and I heard his gasp. His hand stopped working my butt momentarily while I started eating his cock. I was intrigued by this thing in my mouth and I started exploring with my tongue. I ran my tongue around the ridge of his head and down along his veined shaft. Then I dropped my head clear to the bottom so that my lower lip was against his hairy belly and my upper lip was pressed against his balls. His cock was actually going down my throat and I wondered if I pressed my fingers against my adams apple if he would be able to feel it.

As I sucked his cock I felt his hand come out from between my legs. Then I felt both hands wrap around my waist as he drew himself up against me. I once again felt a warm wetness slide over my own cock. I lowered my body closer to the bed so that Brian's back was once again resting on the bed and I started fucking his mouth as I pumped up and down on his cock.

I started to feel a quivering at the base of my belly and I knew that I couldn't keep going much longer. Just then I felt Brian pushing me up with his hand and I rolled off him. He surprised me by grabbing my cock with his hand and started jacking me hard and fast. I grabbed him and did the same. Suddenly I heard him suck in a deep breath and hold it. I could feel myself starting to quake from my entire pelvis area. Then I felt like my nuts exploded. I felt like a gallon of sperm shot from me. Just then I felt something very warm and wet hit me in the chest and look to see Brian's cock spewing cum all over my chest and belly. Our orgasm went on for what seemed an eternity. Finally I felt his hand loosen from my cock and I heard him gasp for air. I could feel my heart racing a hundred miles an hours. We each rolled onto our backs, lying there next to eachother.

I must have fallen asleep, because when I woke up Brian was in his own bed. It was still dark and not time to get up yet. I lay there very still wondering about what I had done. I wondered what I would say to Brian the next morning. I drifted off to sleep again but when I woke Brian was gone. He had left quietly without waking me. What was he thinking. When I got up I found a note on the desk. All It said was "Don't worry, no one will ever know."

I felt terribly guilty about that night. I've never said a word about it to anyone. But as time goes on I think about it more and more. Sometimes I think that I would like to taste those fruits again. Maybe even go a step further, or maybe not. I don't know. I find myself fantasizing about playing with another man's cock yet the thought of kissing a man on the lips really turns me off. Does anyone else feel this way?

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