My first bi-sexual encounter with another man!

Harry had moved in next door to us about six months ago. My wife and I soon introduced ourselves had him over for dinner and drinks on a number of occasions. He was a middle-aged man who kept himself in good shape. He had lost his wife to cancer about 2 years before and decided to move to a smaller home as the memories of his wife from his former residence were too hard for him to deal with on a daily basis.

We became pretty good friends and neighbors and would visit in our adjacent backyards and at each other’s houses fairly regularly. I grew to like him a great deal and we got along very well, but I never dreamed how our relationship would really develop!

One day while my wife was away on one of her occasional overnight business trips I was doing some work around the house and suddenly wrenched my back while moving a heavy ladder. I let out a yelp of pain and crumpled to the ground in agony. Unknown to me, Harry had been sitting out on his patio and heard my yell and immediately came rushing over to see if I was all right. Finding me sprawled on the ground writhing in pain he carefully helped me to my feet and into the house. He asked me where I would be most comfortable and I told him if he could help me upstairs to my room I would like to try and lie down on the bed to ease the pain in my back.

Harry got me upstairs and gently helped me onto the bed, but I found that lying on my back did not relieve the pain as much as I had hoped. So I asked if he would help me roll over onto my stomach, which he did. This position proved to be a little more comfortable and Harry asked if there was anything else I needed. I jokingly said “Yeah, I wish my wife were home right now to give me a good back rub and a massage to help relieve the pain.” Harry was silent for a moment and a look I didn’t immediately recognize came into his eyes. 

He said he and his wife had once attended a seminar on how to give a therapeutic massage and, according to his wife, he had gotten quite good at giving them. He offered to fill in for my wife, Betty, and see what he could do to help relieve my pain and discomfort. I had never had a massage from anyone but my wife before, but I was willing to try anything to make my back feel better and told him to go ahead and give it a try.

The first thing he did was push up my sweatshirt exposing my bare skin, which startled me a little, but when I felt his warm hands on my back and his fingers started to slowly probe and caress my back and neck muscles I immediately began to relax. He seemed to have an expert’s touch, gentle but with just the right amount of firmness to provide a deep therapeutic relief to my muscles and joints and I began to enjoy the feeling immensely. He asked where the pain felt the worst and I told him in the small of my lower back. He immediately started to concentrate on this area with long deep strokes, his fingers seeming to magically press every stress relief point in my back.

To my surprise and astonishment I began to get aroused as Harry continued to work. My cock slowly expanded until it was pressing hard against the bed. I was stunned and embarrassed by this reaction, as a man had never before turned me on. However, this was something different and my sexual arousal and curiosity got the better of me. I started to imagine what it would be like to have Harry massage my buttocks and groin and even rub my now raging hard-on! I asked Harry to massage a little lower on my back and his motions along with my subtle movements began to pull my sweatpants down a little at a time until the crack of my ass was partially exposed. 

The thought that Harry could see this further excited me and as he continued to work his hands over my back I sensed that his breathing was becoming more rapid and heavy. Could it be that he was also becoming aroused? Slowly but surely I noticed that his hands were edging closer to my ass until the movement pushed my sweatpants and underwear further down and my ass was completely exposed to him. Neither of us had uttered a word to this point, but as his hands worked their way onto my buttocks I unconsciously let out a low moan. 

This seemed to give him encouragement and he began to work the contours of my ass and it’s crevice with his nimble fingers. I spread my legs slightly to give him better access. His fingers began probing my anus and he slowly inserted one finger into my rectum. I moaned again as his finger penetrated further, slowly moving and exploring in an in an out motion. My wife had never done anything like that to me and the feeling was incredible. I started to push back against his hand, driving his fingers further into my recess. Meanwhile, I could feel my erection was at full mast pressing hard against the bed and pre-cum was oozing from the head of my shaft.

Suddenly Harry reached down and quickly slid my pants and underwear completely off. I did nothing and felt helpless to stop him, nor did I want to. Then to my astonishment he climbed onto the bed and positioned himself between my legs and bent over and began kissing and licking my ass. It was as if I was in a trance, as I couldn’t believe what was happening. 

Slowly his tongue worked its way down the crack of my ass until it started probing around and into my anus. The feeling was incredible and I raised my ass up off the bed to provide him better access, the pain in my back now long since forgotten. Harry worked his tongue in and out and around my rectum until I could feel his spittle running between my legs and onto my balls. 

Then he stopped and raised himself to his knees. I looked around and could see that he was undoing his paints and pulling them down, exposing his hard cock. It was thinner than mine, but definitely much longer. I estimated at least 7 inches. I knew what he was planning to do but no longer cared as I was fully aroused now and couldn’t wait to feel his cock deep inside my ass. He leaned forward and slowly inserted his circumcised penis, first the head and then a little more, moving about a half inch further at a time. At first the pain was almost unbearable and I wanted him to pull out, but slowly my muscles started to relax and not resist this foreign invader. Soon his cock was fully inside and he began to move it in and out in a steady motion. 

Now I couldn’t wait to feel his hot juices explode deep inside me and I started moving rhythmically back against him as he pushed forward. This continued for another minute or two and I could feel the strange sensation of his balls slapping against my ass. Then Harry shouted out “Oh god, oh my God!” as he reached orgasm and with one final hard thrust blew his load deep inside me. I could feel his dick jerk and quiver as it unleashed its stream of warm steamy fluid on my innards. Harry left his cock inside me until it finally went completely limp and slid out of my ass on it’s own, followed by some of his cum leaking out of my rectum. Seeing this, Harry bent over and began licking up every drop, sucking even more out of my anus and cleaning up every drop.

The entire experience had been one of the most erotic ones of my entire sex life. I had made love to a number of women before my wife and had never ever felt attraction to a man before, but this experience taught me that I had been missing out on a terrific erotic experience, separate and different from being with a women. Harry wasn’t done though! He gently rolled me over until my cock was finally unleashed from it’s prison in the bed and was pointing straight up at the ceiling, pre-cum still dribbling down the shaft. 

Then he bent over and began to give me the greatest blowjob I have ever had. I was only about 6 inches long, but nearly twice as thick as Harry’s dick, and he quickly took the entire organ into his mouth and down his throat, sucking and slurping as he moved his head up and down. Then he proceeded to use his fantastic tongue to lick the shaft and then my balls, making quick work of the pre-cum that had accumulated. He then literally devoured my cock sucking harder and moving his head more rapidly then before. The feeling was exquisite and I could feel myself quickly building to a tremendous explosion. I started to buck underneath him, fucking his face with my dick as I had my ass with his cock a few minutes earlier. I moaned loudly as I started to ejaculate with what seemed like a gallon of cum, but Harry had no problem slurping it all down and never stopped until my dick finally went limp in his mouth. Then we both collapsed in exhaustion on the bed.

We lay there for I don’t know exactly how long, contemplating what had just transpired between us, before Harry finally started to speak. He said that although he had been on some dates since his wife died, he had not been attracted to any of the women as the thought of being with another woman after his wife no longer excited him. So other than occasional masturbation, he had not had sex since his wife had passed on. 

He went on to say that giving me a back rub had aroused him sexually for the first time since her death and since I seemed to be willing he spontaneously acted on his sexual urges even though he had never before done it with a male partner. I assured him that this was certainly a first for me as well, but that I had thoroughly enjoyed the pure sexual experience. I was convinced I was not gay but rather bi-sexual and told him I was more than willing to repeat the experience with him again in the future if he so desired. 

He looked at me and smiled broadly, nodding his head up and down vigorously in agreement. From that time on, although I continue to love and have sex with my wife regularly, whenever she is out of town on business Harry and I spend the night together pleasuring each other in every way possible. I have discovered the best of both worlds and a life-long friendship has blossomed in more ways than one!