Straight Man Sex

My best mate and I go 'fishing' every Saturday night but we don't go fishing. We go to the coast, book into a posh hotel, have sex all night and we both love it.

We've been best friends since high school, we're both in our late 30s, both been married twice and are currently both married to bitch-cunts of the worst order. We've been going fishing every Saturday night for years now and one night we started talking about our fucked up marriages and decided it wasn't worth all the hassle of getting divorced and getting ripped off financially again.

We talked about sex in a way we hadn't since we were sex crazed teenagers but instead of talking about how great it was, we talked about how terrible it was with our bitch-cunt wives. It was late, we were in a boat out on the bay, it was dark and cold and we were drinking rum to keep warm and just letting off steam.

I said. "It's no wonder so many men are turning gay."
My mate said. "Yeah, sucking cock couldn't be any worse than sucking bitch-cunt pussy."

It was just a joke.

Next Saturday night it rained and we had to rush to shore. We were wet and miserable and we decided rather than go home we'd book into a hotel, have a few drinks and enjoy what was left of the night.

We had dinner, had a few drinks then had a shower and ended up in his room watching TV, lying back on his bed in hotel robes sharing a bottle of scotch, drinking from the bottle. We talked and agreed this was better than sitting in a tin boat trying to catch fish that we just threw back anyway.

Then we both confessed we didn't like fishing anyway and it was really just an excuse to keep in touch and to get away from our bitch-cunt wives for a while.

My mate was channel surfing and came across the XXX channel. It was only soft core porn but it got our attention.

My mate said. "Remember when we used to wank together?"

I did. It was when we were 13 or 14 and were obsessed with sex and with wanking. We were a pair of chronic little wankers back then.

"Those were the days." I said sadly.
"We should bring them back." He said and laughed.
"Back then we'd be wanking like crazy if we were watching a movie like this one." I said.
"I don't know about you." He said. "But, I've got a hard on."
"Well, don't let me stop you having a wank. Go for it." I said.

We were laughing, just fooling around.

But then he opened his robe right up and I saw his cock sticking up. He took hold of it and started to jerk off in front of me. Right next to me actually.

He laughed and said. "Look, just like the old days."

It was in a way. We used to jerk off together all the time back then. It was no big deal doing it in front of each other back then so why should it be now.

We both work hard, we both work long hours and sure we've got nice cars, nice houses, golf, squash, but the only real fun we have was our overnight fishing trips which we just decided were only an excuse to spend time together.

So, I suddenly thought why not? I opened my robe and began to jerk off and we both laughed. It was fun. Jerking off together like we were 13 again. he took his robe right off and I did the same. It felt much better naked.

It felt weird though. Really weird. Two guys in their 30s nearly in their 40s jerking off together. But I kept thinking 'Why not?' as if it was the catch phrase for the night.

"Your cock looks different to what I remember." He said, looking at my cock closely.
"I was 13 then. I'm older. It's bigger. So's yours."

He stopped wanking and held his cock at the base waving it around. My eyes were drawn to it and I couldn't help thinking that he had a really good looking cock. Very neat and symmetrical.

"Stop looking at my cock." He said laughing.
"I was just thinking what a good looking cock you've got." I said and laughed.
"Really?" He said still laughing. "You can suck it if you like."

It seemed so funny and we were both laughing like idiots and yet I felt something. And I heard a little voice saying. "Why not?"

We stopped laughing at the same time. He shrugged.

"I'd suck yours if you wanted me to." He said. "It's no big deal."

He was serious. I looked at his cock and thought 'Why not?' I moved down the bed and got closer to it. I'd never seen a cock other than my own up this close before and I'd never had my cock this close to my face.

I reached out and took hold of it and he took his hand away. I held it in my hand and thought it felt the same as mine but maybe thicker. His cock actually looked very similar to mine. The same size but a bit thicker.

I leaned over and put the head of his cock in my mouth and I got one hell of a surprise. It felt good. I closed my lips around it just past the head and gently sucked it. The head of his cock felt smooth and silky and I began to slide my mouth up and down it's length.

I sucked his cock the same way countless women had sucked mine and I really liked doing it. I loved the feel of it in my mouth, loved the feel of it moving between my lips going in and out of my mouth.

I got carried away and sucked his cock the way my first wife did when we were first married. He came in my mouth and she was right about it tasting like a slap in the face. I did what she used to do and just swallowed it quickly. It was no big deal. But it was for my mate.

"Jesus Fuck." He said. "That was the best blow job I've had in my life."

Then he sucked me off, I came in his mouth and he was pretty good too. As good as my first wife and she was like my benchmark for cock sucking. For the first year of our marriage anyway.

We were both on a bit of a scotch filled high and high from having a blow job so we were totally fine about it and i went back to my room not long after.

It was a bit awkward the next morning though. We were both very quiet over breakfast and on the way home in the car.

But all the next week I kept thinking about how good his cock had felt in my mouth.

Next Saturday night we were driving to the coast on our ritual fishing trip when I asked "Fishing or the hotel?"
"Hotel." He said.

We had dinner, a few drinks and returned to our rooms, showered and I joined him in his room like before. He was naked when I came in.

"I thought I'd get the ball rolling in case you were shy." He said and laughed.

That was it. It was on after that every Saturday night. And it was so much better than fishing. We became expert cock suckers. We taught ourselves how to deep throat and how to get fucked in the mouth.

After a few months I said. "I've been wondering what it feels like to take it up the ass."
"I'm game if you are." He said.

So we tried it. We found a small bottle of hand lotion in the bathroom and used that as lube. We'd both fucked plenty of women up the ass so we knew the score.

He fucked me up the ass doggy style on the floor of that hotel room and I loved it. I'd known some women who had really liked it and now I knew why.

I had never experienced anything like the way his cock felt as it slowly went into my ass. He took it very slowly and he had no trouble getting it all in. He fucked me very, very slowly at first but after a while fucked me properly. He came in my ass and I could actually feel his cum inside me.

I couldn't believe how good it felt. I fucking loved it.

Then it was his turn but he didn't like it. His ass felt very tight and he kept flinching as though he was scared it would hurt but he kept urging me on. It took a long long time to get my cock all the way in his ass and I came before I could actually start fucking him.

After that he always fucked me with his cock all the way in my ass. He fucked me in every position we could think of and I loved it but I only ever fucked him doggy and I only ever used the first few inches of my cock.

I like it doggy best but sometimes I like to get on top of him because I love the feeling of lowering myself onto his cock and watching it go in.

We've never done anything kinky or weird but once I tried dressing up as a woman and I really liked it. I bought a lone blonde wig, strapon set of tits that you wore like a bra, complete with big, suckable nipples, a full black mesh body stocking, black bra, black panties, garter belt, skirt and blouse.

He liked sucking the nipples on the tits when I was wearing them and holding the tits when he fucked me doggy but he wasn't all that keen on the whole dressing up thing. He really liked the feel of my ass and my legs in stocking though.

That is the weirdest thing we've ever done. I still do it now and then when the mood strikes me but it's not that important to me.

It has all worked out perfectly. We suck each other off, fuck each other and we enjoy the comforts of a 5 star hotel every Saturday night. We just fuck though we never kiss, never cuddle and never sleep together.

Our lives are so much better now.

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