SHARING STRAIGHT STAN - Part 2

"SHARING STRAIGHT STAN" 

A STORY OF FICTION BY CATMAN

Part 2 of 3

With out a doubt, the pictures of me that Ron sent to Stan were all smoking hot!  (I never realized that I looked that good!)

It didn't take Stan very long to send a reply.  "I 'm straight, but I think you are one very hot looking man!  I like the way you look.  Can we get together to meet?  Maybe at your place?  It wouldn't be convenient for us to get together in my house."

I debated the issue with my buddy, Ron.   I was afraid that Stan might be some kind of a weirdo.  (The news reports are full of stories these days.)    Ron insisted that he thought Stan was legit, and even volunteered to be here for our encounter.  (He really wasn't fooling me!  It was obvious that Ron wanted to turn this into a 3-way!)

I relented and sent Stan my address and a time for us to meet.  Ron and I plotted a plan for when Stan would arrive.   Ron would stay out of sight in my bedroom and I would greet Stan at the door.  We didn't want to "spook" him the minute he arrived with two guys here.

As it turned out, I guess Stan was a little too anxious,  he arrived a half-hour early.  I had just stepped out of the shower and was trying to dry off.

I thought:  What the fuck!  No need for me to throw on some clothes, just to get naked again for sex!

Hell, it might be a good ice-breaker to get the ball rolling!  So, totally naked, I opened the front door to meet this on-line guy.

Stan was like a deer caught in the headlights as he stood in the doorway and stared at me.  I laughed at him and said, "So, Big deal, I am naked!  You're only here for SEX right?  Come on in!"

Stan seemed really nervous, as we sat on the sofa to get acquainted.  While I talked, he just stared at my dick.  I couldn't help but notice that his was rock hard and started poking out of a hole in the front of his jeans.

 

When I asked him, "So, Stan, why do think you want to have sex with a gay man?"  he explained that it all started when he broke it off with his last girlfriend.  "The only action I get these days is to beat-off to porn.  I started to notice that I was paying more attention to the men instead of the females on the screen.  So I just started watching gay porn.  It's made me really curious."

I told him, "You do know that there are an awful lot of porn actors who are straight, right?  It's called 'going gay-for-pay'.  So what exactly are you curious about?"

"Those guys just seem to really be enjoying themselves.  Like when they are sucking cock.  I got to thinking that maybe I was missing out on something that's really good by not trying it myself.  And, there's other things too.  I wondered if another guys cum tastes the same as mine (yes, I've tasted mine!).   Would a dick in my ass feel the same as when I finger myself."

Stan surprised me when he reached over and put his hand on my cock as he continued,  "I've never done anything with another guy.  I really can't count just fooling around with other kids years ago.  We never did anything really major.  Just a few circle jerks.  There was one guy though.  I did a sleep over at his house and we slept in the same bed.  I think we were about twelve at the time.  After the lights were out, he kissed me and we started to make out.  He laid on top of me and was grinding his body against mine.  We both came in our underwear.  I don't know if that counts as being gay. 

It's funny how I still remember what it felt like kissing him."

I took a chance and leaned into him.  I planted my mouth on his and we began to kiss.  My dick was now as hard as his.  After several minutes, Stan rose from the sofa and began to undress.

I took his hand and led the way to my bedroom.