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Rob by Steerforth (jln833@yahoo.com)I ran into Rob at a farmer's market just a few weeks after learning that he and his wife had been divorced for a long time. Rob was a colleague whom I seldom saw, but for a lot of years I had found him sexy and fun to be with. I assumed he was happily married and that his life with his family…two teenage boys…was perfect. When we met I was immediately turned on by the thought that he might be living alone, and so he was. We had an animated conversation about this and that and, finally, I said to him "Let's get together sometime and have a drink." He was enthusiastic and so I told him that any time would suit me.About a week later he phoned and asked if the following weekend would be a good time. Of course it was! He said he would come over on Friday night. Now Rob is a vigorous and hearty fellow of Scandinavian heritage and raised in Illinois. Although he is not handsome per se, he is very sensuous. His forearms are firm and his hands large with strong fingers and a very strong handshake. When I asked him what he wanted to drink, he said any kind of whiskey "straight up" would do the job. While in the kitchen pouring his Scotch and getting a beer for me, he said he'd have a beer also…along with the whiskey. We went into my den and sat down to talk. Almost immediately Rob began talking about his sex life. Although he tends to overstate his prowess, I could well believe that the women were indeed coming on to him in droves. After all I was too.Rob finished his drinks in about 15 minutes and I refilled his Scotch and popped another beer into his hands. I didn't need anything to turn me on; I just nursed my one beer along. But Rob was sitting with his legs apart in a comfortable chair and I was so turned on that I was ready to grope him, but I knew that with a straight guy I needed to be careful. Rob is straight, but he is also over-sexed and vain about his looks and prowess. I had asked him how he kept in shape and he showed me how he did isometrics every day while at work. His biceps were larger than I had thought, because when he took his sweater off, I could see their size. We were standing up while Rob showed me some of his exercises, so I reached over and put my hand around his left biceps muscle and told him how great he looked. by now he was ready for a refill and I obliged because I could tell that he was really on fire, although I don't believe he had any idea of what was on my mind. Rob is a combination of male ego and a kind of innocence I associate with a mid-western background typical of his generation. (He and I are the same age and grew up in the 50s, a time when kids were able to remain sexually naïve until they were almost adults.)When Rob sat back down, I went over and sat on the floor in front of him. I pumped him for more stories about his sex life, occasionally mentioning that I had several girl friends whom I regularly screwed too. I also told him that I was getting very horny and several times adjusted my cock which was, of course, hard as a rock. At one point he said he needed to piss and I walked him to the bathroom and stood in the door talking and asking him questions while he pulled his cock out. It was a nice cut cock about 6 inches on soft but it was also beginning to grow just a little. I told Rob that I couldn't piss in front of anyone and that I always got a hard-on in public and had trouble pissing. His cock began to grow a little more and I went into the bathroom and leaned on the basin next to him. His stream began to slow as his cock got firmer. By now it was almost erect. I needed to piss badly but my cock was too hard. Rob told me to try it anyway and moved back from the toilet. I pulled out my dick and as we passed each other, I took hold of his cock and said something about its hardness. He didn't resist but stayed with me and stood with his dick erect while I tried to piss through the hard. He could see I wasn't able to and laughed. That was enough for me. I went over and took hold of his cock. He was now drunk enough game for anything, so I played with his cock and slowly pulled his trousers loose and dropped them. He didn't have underwear on, so I just went down on his by now 8 inches and started sucking. He began moaning. After a while we went into my bedroom and I took all his clothes off and he lay on my bed. I took my clothes off as well and licked him from head to foot and sucked his dick for a good hour until he had an orgasm and spewed cum all over his stomach. I had straddled him and was jacking off and came at about the same time. He watched me with fascination. Later he told me he had never seen another man with a hard-on, much less seen another man masturbate. He wanted to shower so I started the water and got a large bath towel out for him, but when he stepped into the shower, he asked me to come in with him. So we started all over again as I washed him and again sucked him to orgasm in the shower.This was a fantasy come true for me, and Rob returned several more times over the next two years. But when he decided to marry again, he told me that he wouldn't want to "do it" any more. I've had to live with the fantasy of a "next time" ever since, and occasionally I phone him just to hear his voice. But Rob is happily married and no one will ever know what happened between us.

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