Archive-name: Samesex/str8-gay.txt
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Archive-title: Straight Gay


	Back in the sixties, I was a young divorcee working and going 
to college, sowing my wild oats in a big way. I'd been branded with a 
big scarlet A for being the first woman in my home town to get a 
divorce, and being of high intelligence, I figured if you're already 
fallen, you might as well enjoy the bottom and forget about the 
morality at the top.

	One of my lovers was a man who traveled through my town twice 
a month. He always called me, and we'd have dinner, then go back to 
his hotel room for some hot and heavy sex. John was good in bed, and 
we had the kind of relationship where I didn't ask about his other 
lovers, and he didn't ask about mine. We just accepted what we had 
and enjoyed it for what it was.

	He was short, about 5'5, but with a trim build. He had 
laughing brown eyes, dark curly hair, nice features with a very 
sexy mouth (which he knew how to use, in every way) and a nice 
thick cock, not too long.

	One night during dinner, I happened to mention that I'd 
been dating a gay man for over a year. Norman was in the closet, 
and I was his cover for family and those acquaintances who didn't 
know he was gay. John said he'd never tried sex with a man, but had 
always wondered what it would be like. I laughingly offered to call 
Norman for him. He quickly said no, and we dropped the subject.

	After our usual torrid sex, we were lying on the bed idly chatting, 
and he brought up the subject again. Without giving him a chance to 
back out, I picked up the phone and called Norman. I told him where 
I was, and asked him to come over immediately.

	When I hung up, John looked up at me with a mixture of fear, 
anticipation, and several other emotions. I just laughed and told him 
to relax, that Norman would be very gentle with him.

	Norman was there in less than ten minutes, and when he 
realized why I'd called him, a wide smile covered his face and he 
hugged me. Then he stripped and joined us in the bed.

	Norman was tall, with a heavy build. He had ash blond hair 
and blue eyes, and "boy next door" looks. I'd never seen his cock 
before, but was pleasantly surprised at its length and thickness. 

	"Pity you aren't bi," I teased, and he winked at me, laughing.

	He looked at John for a long time, as John lay there blushing, 
eyes closed. Then I dropped my head and began sucking one of John's 
nipples. He gasped and shivered, but before he could do anything 
else, Norman had dropped down to cover the other. 

	John was moaning, "No, no, no." But at the same time, his 
hands were on the backs of our heads, holding us close to him. I 
shook with silent laughter, my own passions assuaged and so able to 
tease him without driving myself crazy.

	After a long time, Norman started sliding down his body. 
John moaned and his hand tightened on my head. He shuddered 
convulsively when Norman took all of him in his mouth.

	"Nobody ever did that to me," he panted. 

	His body arched off the bed as he came, screaming loud 
enough that the neighbors pounded on the walls.

	He collapsed back onto the bed, chest heaving, face and 
torso bright red. Norman and I snuggled him close, kissing and 
caressing him until he recovered.

	He finally looked up at Norman then, and whispered, 
"Thank you."

	Norman laughed and kissed him. John was so shocked he 
didn't respond at first, but then I saw his jaws move and his eyes 
close, and he responded with all the passion in him.

	I went to the shower, leaving them to play alone. Norman 
left when I did, John asleep on the bed, smiling idiotically.

	John called me the next morning to thank me, and said he'd 
call me the next time he was in town.

	When I didn't hear from him in several weeks, I finally 
mentioned it to Norman, saying I was afraid John had been upset by 
the experience. Norman went scarlet and dropped his eyes, turning 
hastily away from me. 

	The truth hit me, and I started laughing.

	"I've lost men to other women before, but this is the first 
time I ever lost one to a man," I told him. "Remind me not to 
introduce you to any of my other lovers."

	Relieved at my reaction, he hugged me and laughed with me.
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