As I continued to stroke his cock Sharon leaned over and began to lick his cock and my fingers. She then took my left hand and had me softly caress hi... balls and then rub his thighs. Sharon began to slide her mouth over the top of his shaft brushing her lips against my hand as I slid further down his cock. Chris leaned forward and pushed both Sharon and my face towards one another and we kissed deeply again. After a few seconds we parted and he asked me if I could taste his cock on her lips?, I. I said no, because of the risk involved and he didn't push it but the seed was planted. A couple of weeks later he contacted me to say that he would be in my area the following day and would I like to meet up. I was feeling exceptionally horny, it had been a while since I'd had a meeting with a guy so I agreed straight away. Then he asked me if I'd like to act out my fantasy. My stomach flipped over but my cock hardened immediately. I'd thought about it a lot since he'd first suggested it and. .’ ‘Spit it out, private.’ ‘I took second at the regionals in Montana for the 100meter freestyle. I grew up swimming in creeks and ponds that are colder than that lake,’ I explained diffidently. ‘Sir.’ ‘Shut up, private,’ he snapped. ‘I won’t have you taking risks anymore. And that’s an order.’ ‘Yessir.’ Risks. Maybe I’d better not take him out in my truck, I had a feeling he wouldn’t like it. ‘Good girl,’ he praised, curling an arm around to rub my shoulder. I had the sudden ridiculous urge to. He was one of my best friends. He was gay. I, well It really confused me at times. But in the end, I just used him for sex... sadly looking back I wasn’t honest with him, or myself to be honest. I felt like I couldn’t tell anyone. Toward the end of my time in college I met my first wife. We dated, had a long distance relationship, and I moved to be with her. We dated a long time, I didn’t have a real career, and I wanted to buy her the big ring, have a “real job”, etc... I loved her, and she.