Bi Guy 2

by Mason Lee

  Bi Guy

  Vol. 2

  By Mason Lee

  © 2013 BCN Press

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  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

  This story is intended for mature adults only. It contains sexual scenarios, dirty language, hot action, and much more! Please store your digital files where they cannot be accessed by minors.

  And above all – Enjoy!

  Other Books by Mason Lee

  Bi Guy: Vol. 1

  Male Seeking Male (A Gay Erotica Short)

  Tall Cup of Joe

  My Gay First Time (An Erotika Short)

  A Secret Night (My Crossdressing Gay Surprise)

  A BDSM Collection: Vol. 1

  Holiday Delight (A Romance Short)

  ~Volume Two~

  Dylan winced as his hole was opened up by a rather large cock. He bit his upper lip as The Man pushed into him with a force that he wasn’t used to. The Man rested before pulling his dick out half an inch and then slamming it back into him, repeating this several times. When The Man pulled his cock out again, he adjusted it slightly to the right and drove it back into Dylan. This caused a warming sensation to spread throughout his body, something Dylan had not experienced before.

  Before he could moan his approval, The Man’s hand traveled up his torso and pinched his nipple between his fingers. It was one of his secret turn ons, he had never told anyone about it but a few guys had found out about it before. A loud moan escaped from Dylan, one that encouraged The Man to pound him harder. Before he knew what was happening Dylan’s cock began to pump out his orgasm.

  The Man laid him flat, staying inside of him, and rolled over so that Dylan was on top of him. For a brief moment he panicked, he had never ridden a guy before. Blow jobs, missionary, and doggy style he could do in his sleep. In fact when he had found this guy on the gay hook up App he had promised him doggy style.

  Slowly he raised himself off of The Man’s giant cock and then lowered himself back down. Soon he found a rhythm that they both liked and he continued it for what seemed like hours before his legs grew tired and he stopped for a second. Taking the break as a cue, The Man began to raise his hips and rotate them. Dylan once again felt the warming sensation spread throughout his body, his own cock stiffened again.

  Dylan found himself being moved to his side. The Man’s strong arms wrapped around him, he sucked in a deep breath. He closed his eyes as his bedroom partner began pumping into him again; it was pure pain and pleasure. The combination put him in ecstasy, it made his body react in ways that it never had before. The breath left his body, he was panting. He found himself wanting The Man to go deeper into him, to explore the depths of his hole and never wanted him to stop.

  Moans escaped from both men. Dylan felt his hook up’s cock start to pulsate inside of him. That sent the signal to his own cock to begin its second orgasm of the night. When The Man pulled his cock out of Dylan, he stroked it a few times and released his load onto the other man. The white bodily fluid hit Dylan and caused him to release his own.

  The Man got out of the bed and went into the bathroom. Dylan stayed still on the bed, his legs felt like jelly. He knew that if he tried to stand, he would fall back down. He closed his eyes and allowed a smile to tug at his lips. He felt the warm wash cloth against his exposed skin; it was enough to allow him to fall asleep.

  As the darkness surrounding him closed in, he thought about how happy he felt. His business trip to Nebraska had been a success all the way around. He had closed the deal that he had been charged with and he had found a guy who could sexually satisfy him in ways that no one else could.

  Dylan leaned back in his seat on the plane. When he woke up earlier that morning, he was alone in his hotel room. He felt mildly disappointed, not because he expected his trick to stay the night, but because he had wanted another romp before he left. He wished that he could remember the name of his sex partner last night. He dug his phone out of his pocket and opened the app that he had found The Man on, but his profile and the messages they had exchanged were gone.

  He turned off his phone and stuffed it back into his pocket. There was no reason for him to worry about the name of his friend because soon he would be home and back with his girlfriend Lucy. She would ask him if he had hooked up with any guys when he got home, and he wasn’t sure that he wanted to tell her about it. Even though he knew he had to, they had a deal and it would be wrong to break it. Yet he wanted to keep this to himself, he didn’t want to sully the night of passion he had shared with a stranger by telling Lucy. As much as he loved his girlfriend, she had a way of turning even the hottest situation into something that dirty and sordid.

  He already knew how the scene would play out. He would tell her about his encounter while she took his cock out of his pants and would start giving him head. She was an expert at giving head but there was something that grossed him out about the whole scenario. He pressed his phone to his leg and sighed, he knew what was right but sometimes the right thing to do wasn’t always what one should do.

  He shut his eyes and allowed the sounds of the plane to lull him into much needed sleep. Images from the previous evening played before his eyes, and he felt his cock stiffen. The Man had found spots on his body that no one else knew were there, that he would find so erotic. Dylan could feel the callused fingers prodding his hole; his nipples tingled at the thought of being pinched between them again.

  He opened his eyes in time for the plane to land. The bumpiness of the landing was not helping the hard on that he had. Maybe he would tell his girlfriend about his bedroom adventure the previous night, that way he could at least get head. The stewardess made an announcement telling them to stay in their seats until the pilot turned off the seat belt sign.

  After five minutes, which seemed like an eternity, the seat belt sign went off and everyone jumped out of their seats. One of the other passengers, a cute blond guy winked at Dylan as he exited the plane. After everyone else was had departed from the plane, he grabbed his carry-on bag and made a hasty exit. As he walked through the tunnel, he realized that his hard on had yet to deflate and he would need to do something about it before he drove home.

  He scanned the lobby of the airport. It was teeming with people, both arriving and departing. He found a sign that told him where the bathroom was and he followed the directions that the sign gave. As he walked, he felt that someone watching him, when he turned around he found that the cute blond from the plane was following him. Dylan decided to try and see if the guy was really following him or if it was a coincidence. He stopped at the no name coffee shop, and ordered a black coffee. The Blond got in line behind him and ordered an iced tea.

  "Hi. I noticed you on the plane." Dylan smiled at the other man. He was rewarded with a toothy grin, and reddening cheeks. More of Dylan's blood rushed to his cock, which strained his jeans. The Blonds eyes soaked every inch of him in, and smiled even bigger when he seen the situation in Dylan's pants. "Um, I don't know what to say. My girlfriend is usually the one who does all the small talk."

  "Girlfriend? Oh, I guess I was wrong." The Blond turned to walk away but Dylan reached out to him. The Blond turned to face Dylan, sadness replaced the brilliant smile. "Man, it sucks that you have a g
irlfriend. I thought for sure you were gay."

  "I may not be gay but I do appreciate some man time, if you catch my drift." The Blond smiled again and moved closer, and grabbed Dylan's cock. Both forgot about the drinks they ordered and made their way to the bathroom. As soon as they were inside of it their lips came together, Dylan forced his tongue into the younger mans mouth. They parted when the door opened again, when no one walked through Dylan brought the man closer to him. He whispered roughly in his ear, "The name is Dylan."

  "Ron." Their lips were pressed together again, as the moved slowly towards one of the stalls. Once they were safely in one, Ron dropped to his knees and undid Dylan's jeans. It was one of the rare days when Dylan had not put on any underwear, so his cock sprang out towards Ron's willing mouth. He flicked his tongue across the head of Dylan's cock, causing the man to throw his head back and stifle a moan. "I love the taste of pre-cum."

  "Keep doing that and you'll have a big load down your throat." Dylan winced when he heard himself say that. Normally he hated porn talk but something about this guy screamed out for it. It was almost a necessity. Ron took the shaft into his mouth and slowly it disappeared until Dylan's balls slapped his face. Ron swirled his tongue around the shaft, tickled Dylan's balls. "Oh my God, Yes!"

  The encouragement was enough for Ron to bring out his own thick cock, and he stroked it in the same rhythm that his head was bobbing up and down on Dylan's. Ron let the cock drop from his mouth for a moment, and watched as Dylan tried to figure out what was happening. With both hands placed on Dylan's bubble butt, Ron kissed the tip of the mushroom head, then with all of his force, he took the cock all the way down his throat. Dylan began rotating his hips, slipping his cock in and out of Rons throat. The other man moaned loudly, that turned Dylan on more.

  After a few minutes of this, Ron held onto Dylan's hips and slowed the rotation down. His right hand slipped from the hip to Dylan's ass again. This time though, Ron started to tease his hole. The pointer finger rubbed the hole, delicately pushing into it. The sensations of getting head and being fingered overwhelmed Dylan and before he was ready for the session to end, he was cumming in Ron's mouth. As more and more of his cum came out, Ron sucked harder on his cock. When all of his orgasm was out of him, his knees felt like they would give out on him at any second, Ron let his shriveling cock drop from his mouth but not before licking some of the semen off of the head. "I bet your girl can't get you off like that."

  "No, no she can't." Dylan agreed. He would have agreed with just about anything that Ron said.

  He already felt disappointed that he would probably never see this man again, the second man in less than a day that had given him a great orgasm and that he would not see again.

  "If we had a bigger stall or something, I would let you fuck me. I so want you to fuck me." Dylan cringed when he heard that, he wished that he could take this man and give him the best fuck he ever had. He felt himself getting hard again, and trying to figure out where the nearest hotel was.

  They were in an airport, so there had to be a place to get a room close. Ron grabbed Dylan's phone, it had fallen out of his pocket. He programmed his number into the phone and handed it back. "My number is in there now. Text me sometime, maybe we can hook up again."

  One final kiss was exchanged and then Ron sauntered away. Dylan sat on the toilet seat, his heart pounding in his chest. There was no way he could tell Lucy what had just happened, especially when she would be expecting sex when he got home. Of course he knew that he would not be able to perform for her, especially since he had just had all of his cum sucked out of him by Ron. His body tingled at the thought of what had just happened. He wished that he could talk to someone other than his girlfriend about what was going on with him, but he knew that he couldn't.

  On the way, he dreamed up different scenarios on how to deal with Lucy. He knew that there was no way he would be able to get hard enough to fuck her after he had just came, but maybe he could just eat her out. Sometimes she enjoyed being the one who was the one getting all of the attention, but most of the time she wanted a good pounding and would go out of her way to make sure he was ready, willing, and able. Maybe he could just tell her that he had a long flight and needed some sleep.

  Relief flooded over him when he pulled into the driveway and he noticed her car gone. It meant that he could crawl into bed and take a nap before she got home. There was hope for him, when he woke up he always had a woody and he could just use it on her. He almost let out a whoop of excitement but thought better of it. He might attract the attention of the neighbors.

  He opened the door and paused, thinking that he heard a sound. When he realized he was wrong, he stripped out of his clothes and went into the bathroom. He turned on the shower and waited until it was the right temperature. As the water cascaded down his body, he allowed himself to think of The Man and Ron. He badly wanted to see both of them again, to feel the way that they fucked again.

  His cock got hard again when he thought about what it would be like to have both of them in bed together, at the same time. The Man, so masculine and hard, while Ron was more fem and all about pleasure. The Man could fuck his ass, while Ron sucked his cock. Somewhere in the middle of the fantasy, Dylan realized that his cock had released another orgasm. He was surprised because he hadn’t even touched himself, normally that was required for him to cum, unless he was having sex.

  After he cleaned himself up, and dried off, he crawled into bed. Lucy had left him a note that read, “Dy-Cakes, Had to run to a meeting with the Smith’s. They want a rubber room in their house, not a bad idea for us... huh? Anyways I love you baby and can’t wait for you to tell me the stories of all the men’s hearts that you broke on your trip. See you soon. Lucy.”

  There were hearts drawn all over the note, and her perfume was sprayed on it. He set it on the side table and crawled into bed. He closed his eyes, and pushed thoughts of his girlfriend from his head. They were replaced with thoughts of The Man and Ron, the two men who somehow had changed his views on things without ever really trying. With the exception of the first time that he had sex with a man, he had always been more than willing to tell Lucy about everything. It was different with them though, he didn’t want to share those experiences with her. He wanted to keep them to himself.

  “Hey baby. I was thinking about you, thinking about your hard cock. I want it so bad, I’ve been fantasizing about it.” A voice said, it sounded like Ron. Dylan sucked in his breath because he wanted it to be Ron, he needed to feel his skin against the more feminine man’s again. The pouty lips that had brought to such a fantastic orgasm. “Did you think about me? I missed you. I can’t wait to have you inside of me.”

  “Mmm Ron!” Dylan startled himself awake, and was even more stunned to find Lucy on top of him naked. His hard on deflated. Disappointment flooded throughout his body, he had hoped he would be woken up by a man and instead he was startled by his woman. “Hey sweetie!”

  “Don’t ‘hey sweetie!” me. I want to know who this Ron is! You must have had quite the trip if you are dreaming about him. What did you guys do? Did he fuck you or did you give him a good blow job? Tell me all about. Tell me everything.” Lucy moved the blankets off of him and shock shown on her face when she saw that Dylan was soft. “Come on boo. Let’s get hot together, I want you to fuck me so hard!”

  “Sorry doll, but right now I need some sleep. I have the worst jet lag for some reason. How about I take you to dinner when I wake up and we’ll talk about everything.” Dylan tugged the blankets out of her hand and wrapped himself up again. “You know I’m always down for talking to you and getting off on our kinky games but right now, really I need some sleep.”

  “That’s ok baby. Get some sleep; I need to do some work anyways.” Lucy jumped out of bed and ran out of the room. Guilt flooded over Dylan, but that was soon assuaged as he fell back to sleep.

  Dylan woke up and found himself in the dark. Lucy wasn’t in bed next to him, which was a relief. As muc
h as he loved her, he needed to process things and he couldn’t do that with her hounding him all the time. Things like why sex with men turned him on and felt so good and why sex with Lucy paled in comparison?

  He got himself out of bed, and made his way into the kitchen. He found a terse note from Lucy, it read; “Hey, girls called and asked me to go out. Since you don’t feel well I went. I’ll probably stay the night with Gail. Call me later.” Gone was the love and adoration from the note earlier, she was pissed. She would get over the anger soon enough, she always got petulant when she didn’t get her way. When she got home, everything would be fine between them again. It always was.

  He grabbed his phone and scrolled through his contacts, looking for someone to talk to. There had to be at least one person that he could confide in. Someone who would listen and maybe give him some advice on what to do, even some insight into why he was so turned on by sex with men and not with his girlfriend. He paused over Jacob’s number. He knew that he could call him, maybe even hang out with him, but what would he say when he heard everything? Would he take Lucy’s side?

  One time Lucy, Jacob, and Dylan had a threesome. Jacob fucked Dylan, while Dylan ate Lucy out. Memories of the threesome stirred something in him but he knew that the friendship that Jacob and Lucy shared would always come before any kind of relationship that was built between the two men. Dylan still decided to call him, if for nothing else than maybe he could talk to someone else who liked both men and women.