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Men’s Night OutIf you’re a regular reader of my blog, you’ll note from other stories that I play basketball in an adult men’s league. I love the sport, and I find it’s a great reason to get out of the house and spend time with my buddies. I’m the youngest guy on our team by about ten years, and I think the youngest in the league, if not pretty close. Most of the guys are in their early 40’s but the range is predominately mid-30’s-50’s. Like I said, me being 26 makes me the junior of the league. I dont really care though, I like the league because everyone is pretty low-key and wants to get some hard exercise and then hang out for a bit afterwards, having a few drinks and light food at some local place.This week, being the the 4th of July holiday week, the league scheduled just one game and it was tonight (Monday). We’ve played this team before. they are good, we are 2-2 against them, and it seemed tonight they really came to play. What I mean by that is they are very physical, they think nothing of banging bodies under the basket for rebounds or delivering a hard foul to make a point. The guy I was matched against is bigger than I am in height and width. In addition to basketball, I run, and my body is definitely more a runner’s build than basketball; I am tall and thin, but agile and strong with good b-ball skills so can usually score or move well around my defender, but this guy is tough, I feel like he is especially inspired to play against me, and tonight I felt inspired too! On several plays when I had the ball, I played with my back to the basket, backing into him, then getting some space for a move. When I did this, I thought I felt him push back into me, honestly, I thought I felt him against my butt. I laughed to myself, shook it off, and just concluded it was his cup. But on successive plays, I again thought I felt his body touch mine in a way that’s not typical, it made me wonder, but I couldnt focus on it.When the game was over (we lost), the restaurant was announced and everyone dispersed to drive there. I didnt have my car with me and planned to take the subway to the place. I was about two blocks into my walk when a car pulled to the curb and honked its horn. I ignored him – as did all of the other NYers on the street. I then heard my name and looked over at the car and saw that it was Jerry, the player from the other team who I referenced above. I walked to his car and he asked if I was not planning to attend and I said I was, but that I was taking the subway. He then offered to drive me and I said sure; I threw my duffel bag in his back seat and got into the front passenger seat, it was just him and I. We talked as he drove to the restaurant, catching up on all aspects of our lives. I should mention that this was not the first time Jerry has driven me to or from a restaurant as we have come to know each other very well through the league play. He’s 43, about 6’2″ and a little on the heavy side, though by no means fat; I dont think you could pinch 2 inches from his side. He has dark brown hair with gray side burns. He works in the banking industry, he’s a smart, good looking married guy…who made me very curious.I turned sideways in my seat so I could face him. Simply put, I wanted to stare at him, see if I could make him a little uncomfortable. I peeked a couple of times and saw him adjust his crotch and my curiosity continued to grow. I wondered as I have before, if this guy was perhaps into guys. He didnt say anything that confirmed that suspicion, maybe I mis-read him? The drive was about 10-15 minutes. He circled a few güvenilir bahis streets and couldnt find a parking spot so he just decided to park in one of the several indoor lots that were nearby. He was about to choose the one on the right side (it’s the type where you leave your keys and the attendant parks for you) when I convinced him to drive another block and park in that lot so that we can park ourselves and use the kiosk to pay. He agreed.After parking, we were about to get out of the car when he said, “wait a sec Stephen, can I ask you a couple of questions?” Being playful, I said sure, but I also get to ask you two questions. I really had no idea where this was going. I did have a few questions I wanted to ask him, but they were a little risky so I thought I would just play this by ear and see what he wanted and then go from there.Jerry’s first question: Stephen, when was the last time your wife gave you a blowjob? OMG, I didnt expect this one, but I had a good idea where he was going with it and also how it could play out well for me. The truth was, on Saturday night, but if I told him that it was just two nights ago, he was going to feel really bad (I made the assumption that his wife hadnt given him one in a while and he was asking just to see how other couples were, at least that’s what I assumed and we all know that could be a bad thing, but I went with it). I responded, “oh man, dont get me started, it’s been a while.” He looked reassured, and said, “ok, your turn.”My first question: Jerry, were you wearing a cup tonight?” What the fuck kind of question is that Stephen? I just shared an intimate part of my life with you [that is, if you were able to read into it] and you ask me about my uniform. Jeeez, that’s weird, but, shit, if you want to know, no, no, I wasn’t wearing a cup. Were you Stephen? “Is that your second question Jerry?” hahaha, no, “ok, then I wont answer it,” I saidJerry’s 2nd question: Stephen, this one is kind of a scenario. After the way you responded to my first one, I want to make sure. “yes, yes, all good Jerry, sorry I upset you, go ahead, ask your question, or should I say, give me the scenario.” Stephen, have you ever watched porn with another guy? “You mean like, did I ever go to an adult theater and see a movie with the other hundred men there?” No, I mean, just you and another guy in one of your houses? [I had no hesitation to this one because the answer was an emphatic yes![ “Yes Jerry, I have. I’ve done it in college.” Why do you ask? I dont know Stephen, maybe I shouldn’t have asked. “What’s up Jerry?” Well, I was hanging out with a really good buddy at his house the other night. Our wives went out and we stayed home to watch the baseball game, drink a few beers, talk shit, etc. I’ve know this guy for many years. Anyway, the game is kind of boring and so he picks up the remote and asks if I mind, I nod go ahead and he starts clicking through the channels and he lands on one of the porn stations…and leaves it there. I was like, are you k**ding. We’re both sitting on the couch and I’m trying to look away, but I clearly see the action on the television: a woman on her knees sucking on a really big cock. After a bit, another man walks into the camera and he kneels next to her and she shares the cock with him. “Wow Jerry, for someone trying to look away, you sure got a lot of detail.” Shut up Stephen. I’m really confused and want an opinion. I could see my friend rubbing himself through his shorts and I didn’t want to look away, I wanted to see. He notices and encourages me to take my out, bahis siteleri says that it’s cool if we both want to rub ourselves cause the action is hot, and let’s face it, we aint getting shit from our wives. He was right about that. I was scared but I did it anyway, we both did. W both stared straight ahead at the tv and stroked ourselves until the scene was over. I didn’t cum, dont think he did either. We watched some more but then he continued flicking the channels and he never said anything about it. Do you think that’s weird? “Do you Jerry?” I dont know, not really. Like you said, hundreds of guys in an adult theater doing the same thing, just happens there were only two of us. I guess the weird thing for me was that we knew each other. “Exactly Jerry, I wouldnt worry about it. I never had a problem with it when we did it in college. It’s kind of fun actually, I liked seeing what people were into.” Yeah, I guess you’re right. You ask now and make it quick, we have to get to the restaurant.My 2nd question: Jerry, would it be okay if I left my duffel bag in your trunk so I dont have to carry it to the restaurant?” Man, you’re such an ass Stephen, what kind of question is that? “I have my reasons” Really, like what? “You said I had to make it quick, so I’ll tell you later.” NOW Stephen. “Jerry, the reason for my first question is because I felt you against me when you were guarding me tonight. It felt so hard, it’s why I kept playing with my back to the basket, I wanted to see if I could feel more, I really thought you were wearing a cup. [He’s looking at me at first I thought quizzically, like he doesn’t believe what he’s hearing but other signs, like him turning so more in his seat to look at me, make me realize that he wasn’t surprised; rather, it was more like, ‘I knew it.’ ] I continued, “Jerry, I’m bi, and I’ve really got a thing for older men. Feeling you against me tonight was hot, made me so flipping curious. You okay with all of this?” So far so good man, now tell me why you asked your second question. “Ah, that’s because I wanted a reason to come back to your car, I’m dying to see the cock that I thought was a cup! Actually, I want to do more than see.”Fuck dinner, [and he’s sliding his shorts down]. “Jerry, if we dont show up at the restaurant, our cell phones will start beeping, everyone is gonna worry about us.” As I’m saying this, I’m looking at his cock and it is beautiful. You know you want to touch it. “Yeah, but is that what you want Jerry?” No man, I want you to suck me, not just touch me. [I have my hand on his cock and I’m looking at him.] “Jerry, did your friend touch you?” No man, I told you what happened. [I look away from his cock and look at his face] “It feels so warm.” You know you want it Stephen. [I start stroking him up and down, I can tell he is getting really excited] Stephen, you keep doing that, I’m gonna cum. “And is that a problem Jerry?” Yeah, cause we both know you want to taste. “If I do that now, can I still leave my bag in the car?” I’m counting on that! I cant take it anymore, I want to bend over and kiss his fat knob. [I think to myself, thankfully it is a holiday week and it appears that most people must have traveled out of the city because in the 15 minutes we’re sitting there, I didn’t see one other car parking. Of course, that can be – it occurs to me – because he bypassed spots on two levels saying they were too small for his car.] I removed my hand from his cock and bring it to my mouth and lick off the copious amount of pre-cum that’s on it. “You taste so sweet,” I say canlı bahis [and he really does]. I bend over lick his shaft from top to bottom. I can smell his manliness, taste the sweat that accumulated on him during the game. I feel the seat of his luxury suv sliding back, making some room. I suck the entire thing into my mouth, Im sucking and moving up and down, I only using my mouth, my hands are on the gear knob and that little change-caddy area of the car. You like that Stephen? I dont want to remove his cock from my mouth, truthfully, I’m so horny for his cock, his pre-cum so sweet, I lift my hand and give him a thumbs up and he chuckles. Well, you just stay there and suck me, he says, or something like that. I want him to cum in my mouth and I’m not really focused on every word he says. However, I did hear the sound of his phone as he touched some keys. You know how some people leave the keypad sounds of their smartphones on? Well, he’s one of them, and right now I can hear him making a phone call. I’m a little bit nervous. I remove his cock from my mouth and ask “what are you doing?” he shusshes me and pushes my head down. Now I’m holding his cock in one hand and stroking it as I suck on the head. “Hey Mike, this is Jerry. Did you guys park in a lot? I couldnt find anything on the street and then I met Stephen from the other team walking so I picked him up and now we’re about to park in a lot a few blocks uptown. The phone tapped into his blue-tooth feature and I can hear the whole conversation on the car speaker. Ah, flirting with the enemy? Haha, just k**ding, they’re a good group. Don’t worry about being a few minutes late, in fact most of us are not here yet, I guess everyone had a parking issue. Ok cool, ill see you when we see you….and then he hangs up.I cant hold back, shit….he adds his other hand to my head and he’s now holding me on either side, I feel him move slightly upwards, and grunt, and my mouth is flooded with cum. I couldn’t swallow fast enough and I feel some of it run down the side of my mouth. His cock spurt several times, huge load, I swallow whatever is in my mouth. He’s still holding my head and I feel his cock softening. He let’s go and tells me that was fabulous, actually, his exact words were, Stephen that was better than anytime my wife ever sucked me, and I’m thinking back to when we were just dating, that was soooooooooooo hot, I needed that so badly. What did you think, was it everything you hoped for? [I thought that was a rather sarcastic and stupid thing to say, but what was I to say} I answered truthfully, “your cum tastes even better than your pre-cum.”When we got back to the car later, he offers to drive me to the train station. I respond that I want to sit in the car for a little bit. He asks why and I tell him that I want us to watch porn on one of our phones. So you just want to watch a vid together? “Actually Jerry, I want you to watch, can I suck your cock again?” Chuckling, and saying, you’re insatiable. “Yes, I am, but only for mature men….Jerry, can I ask a favor of you?” What’s that Stephen? “Can I talk to you about the company I work for and possibly see if a match of objectives and needs exist and you open an account with us?” [I pause, waiting to see what he says] He responds, absolutely, no problem. I hear moaning and realize its the video on his phone. “Let’s see what you picked out?” He shows me his phone and there’s a scene playing out, featuring an older man with a younger guy sucking his cock. “Is that a coincidence Jerry?” Not at all, I rather like this scene a whole lot…now show me how much you like it. The second time around took a bit and he didn’t taste as sweet, but he was so kind with his words, definitely not a trash talker. I don’t know how to end this other than to say: mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm