We both sat up in shocked silence, like two little boys who had been caught with their hands in the cookie jar. We kissed and stroked, slowly losing our inhibitions until we heard a familiar voice. It felt very erotic to feel another man's cock, feel the power of it growing in your hands, and knowing that your touch is the cause. Our hands began to caress each other and soon both of us had slipped the other's zippers down and as we kissed we were stroking each other. This time lips parted and tongues danced. I just smiled and we leaned into each other and kissed again. He broke the kiss and just looked at me, waiting for some kind of sign. I don't know what actually prompted it but he leaned over and kissed me. We looked at each other and there was a long pause. Whether he did it on purpose or not suddenly Dave had spread his legs and his thigh touched mine. At that point we both got very quiet and just watched. We watch the traditional boy-girl, boy-girl-girl, and girl-girl scene when we were treated to a boy-boy scene. It was the usual stuff and I was able to tell that Dave was as excited as I. We sat down on the couch in the great room and popped in a porno disc. Dave and I got at the project and when finished we decided to have a beer. She loved to shop and would be gone for hours. One Saturday Dave came over to help me with a project while Ruthie went shopping. When you are good friends with someone you can tell by the little signs how the other feels and I think both of us felt it might be fun sometime to explore a man to man encounter. Dave was slightly taller than me with light brown hair, blue eyes and a smooth body. We had done everything together and enjoyed each other's company over the years. We had both talked about the possibilities of same sex encounters and while we encouraged each other neither of us had ever acted on it.ĭave, is my best friend, has been since we were boys. Ruthie and I enjoyed a very lively sex life and we often shared fantasies during our lovemaking. I'm five foot eleven with a stocking build, dark hair, dark eyes, and a hairy chest. Some would call her a bit overweight but I saw her as voluptuous. She is about five foot six, with black hair and lovely eyes. Ruthie and I had been married for nearly eight years, a second marriage for both us.