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My First Bisex experience

I was thirty something when I first laid my hands on another guys cock and it happened something like this. It was summer time and my then partner and I along with her grown up k**s were planning to go on holiday to Greece in about six weeks, I was moaning to her about the fact that I was a whiter shade of pale because of my indoor job and would stand out as a typical Brit on the Greek beaches. She jokingly suggested that she would ask her friend Stuart, one of a couple of gay boys living two houses down the street who had a sunbed if I might borrow the the use of it, although I was on speaking terms with them I said "no way" and conveniently dropped the conversation. A couple of days later she says to me that having asked Stuart he had said it was ok and why did`nt I come round this evening. At first I refused to go untill she pointed that it would make her look silly and that Stuart would probably be offend and so that evening I grudgingly turned up at Stuarts feeling distinctly uncomfortable, to have my first sunbed session. Stuart answered the door wearing just the briefest of briefs and some sort of short open silk kimono, "don`t mind me" he said "this is what John(his partner) and I wear all the time in the summer", I nearly turned around there and then but he welcomed me in and after a brief chit chat led me upstairs to the bedroom where the sunbed was.`I asked him where was John and he waved a hand saying that he worked nights 3 days a week and here we are thats the ...

... on/off swich, thats the timer and if I wanted to go nude then feel free as we were all men and he had seen it all before and with that off he went leaving me somewhat speechless. On that first occasion I most certainly did not go nude, Stuart came up a couple of times to check everything was ok, disturbingly he would stand close to the sunbed whilst talking which allowed me to see only his waist and thus the contents of those skimpy briefs clearly on show through the fabric, I tried not to look but you know `curiosity`. So this is how things went for the next couple of sessions, I became less paranoid around a gay guy and then just decided to strip off comletely, Stuart started to spend more time in the room wandering around and talking, I noticed a few times that when he was up close and chatting away he would get a semi on and have to make excuses to leave before his whole package burst out of his briefs! Anyway this one evening we were busy chatting, I kept moving about trying to get comfortable, Stuart noticed and asked if I`d got ants in my pants, "no" I said, my problem was that I had strained my back earlier in the day and that now I could`nt get comfortable. So just like that he suggests that why don`t I lie down on the normal bed and he would give me a back massage as he is qualified to do so with his job a a beautician, I declined of course but he would have non of it, pointing out that if I let him sort it out now it would save me having a sore back for days on end ...