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Looking  back now, it all happened so slowly. I would never have guessed
my  life could have changed so much in the past six months. Let me start
at  the  beginning. I work for a small business in the upper management.
My  secretary had used a computer for years, but I finally got one of my
own. An Internet connection came with the package, so suddenly the world
was at my fingertips.

At  first it was very new and exciting. I found myself surfing for hours
at  all kinds of interesting web pages. I stayed after hours to continue
my thirst for knowledge. It wasn't long before I began to find an entire
subculture of sexual attractions that I never knew existed. I grew up in
a  pretty  protected  environment,  and  didn't  have  too  many  sexual
encounters  prior  to  marriage. I had always wondered what all the fuss
was about, I mean sex was 'ok' but the world didn't revolve around it. I
can  see  now  that  this made me a pretty blah person, dull at parties,
bored at home, lacking color in my black & white world.

The  Internet  changed  this pretty fast. It was easy to click on a site
that  was naughty. I could feel my pulse race as I began to explore more
deeply.  I was afraid to divulge my personal information, so I only went
to  free  sites or preview stuff. For the first time, I felt vitality in
my  sexual  curiosity,  and  began  to surf after hours with an erection
demanding new stimulation.

I  can't remember the first place I saw pictures of naked guys. I didn't
realize  that  I  had  begun  to seek out pictures where I could see the
guy's  cock  clearly.  This  slowing  evolved  curiosity  led me to some
'Bi-curious'  stuff,  where cocks were the primary focus of attention. I
found  that  my  erections  were  becoming  more  frequent  and demanded
immediate  attention. Having a private office led me to the next step of
masturbating  at my computer, almost nightly. I found some pictures that
created  such  a heightened reaction that I began to save them in what I
thought were secret files hidden deep in my hard drive.

Without  making a conscious decision, I began to surf exclusively at gay
hardcore  sites,  reading gay erotica, and writing e-mails to authors of
stories  I  liked. Several pen-pal relationship evolved from this, and I
began  to find a whole sub culture of married guys who had gay fantasies
or hidden lives.

Being a small company, we had a guy on contract for computer maintenance
and  trouble  shooting.  My computer began to have some problems, so Jim
came  by  late  one  afternoon  to take a look. Knowing he was coming, I
cleaned up my history and temporary Internet files.

Jim  was  an  old acquaintance, and had gone through a divorce two years
prior.  I had sought Jim out for the job, and was always glad to see him
in  the  office. Today was no exception, but I suddenly noticed his cute
butt,  and  charming  smile,  and his tight blue jeans. I sat back as he
began  to  examine  the cables under the desk. I found myself looking at
Jim's  body, adjusting my growing erection. Jim found some problems, and
began  to explore the software for other glitches. We talked and chatted
as  he  poked  and  prodded  around. He suggested I put a picture as the
wallpaper,  and began to search for .jpg files, which I had no idea what
they  were..  I  didn't remember having any of those types of files when
suddenly  my  heart  exploded  when  up  on  the screen came my favorite
jerk-off  cowboy,  leather  chaps,  hard  dick,  and  glowing smile. Jim
quickly  closed the picture and opened another, this time it was a young
stud,  pool side, jerking off when cum splattered all over his chest. He
moved  to a third picture, and I was helpless to say or do anything. The
third was a guy getting fucked with his legs over the shoulders of a hot
stud. Jim's only words were "Wow."

"Well,  I  don't  see anything suitable for wall paper," Jim said "but I
think  your problem is fixed. Let me know if you have any problems." Jim
stood  up,  and I detected a slight bulge in his jeans. I was completely
numb  with  fear  of  being  discovered and outed, and didn't even rise,
shake his hand, or say good-bye. I immediately deleted the pictures, and
swore I would never surf gay sites again.

For  several days, I kept that promise, but slowly the need arose, and I
found  myself  back  in old habits. I tried to forget what Jim had seen,
but  every  time  I saw him, I felt my face flush with embarrassment. He
never  said a word about, not even a smirk or a wink. Jim was contracted
to upgrade all our custom software up to Y2K compliance, and I consulted
with  him  on  that  project.  One  evening, he came in late, and I just
barely  got  the computer screen minimize as he opened my door. I rolled
my  office  chair  under  my desk to hind my exposed cock, which quickly
became soft at the potential danger.

"Hey,  I'm sorry. I thought everyone was gone. Your light was out. I was
just  going  to  look something up on the Internet, and I remembered you
had access" Jim said.

"Well,  I'm on-line now, wait just a second and I'll get out" I replied.
I  quickly  used one hand to zip up, and the other to exit the site that
was  getting  me  off  that  night. I suddenly realized that I could not
erase  the  history  files  without being too obvious. "OK Jim, it's all
yours" I said as I got up from my seat.

"This  will only take a minute, let's see, I'm looking for a drivers for
the CD ROM on the customer service computer."

"I'm going to get a coke, be right back," I said as I left the office. I
was shaking from the adrenaline in my system from getting caught with my
pants down. When I returned to the office, I almost dropped my coke as I
saw  him looking at the picture that I had used to jerking off. It was a
muscle  bound stud in a classic body builder's pose with a massive cock,
fully erect.

"Well, at least you have good taste in men" he said without even turning
around.

"You  weren't  supposed  to  see  that,"  I said, with more force that I
intended.

"Don't  get  your boxers in a knot. I won't tell a soul. I've never seen
pictures  like  these before," he said as he scrolled down several other
pictures.  At  one picture, he made a comment "My gawd, look at the cock
on that guy. How does he walk around with that?"

I  loosened up, and moved closer to the computer. "Yeah, that a big one,
but I've seen bigger" I said.

"Really? Where?" Jim asked.

"Go  to  the  history for yesterday, and scroll down. There, that one" I
said, as he clicked the new site.

"Could  this  be  for  real? No guys could have a cock that big, must be
fake," Jim said.

"I  think  lots  of  these pictures are doctored. Some of them show guys
spurting half way across a room, no way that could really happen."

Jim  continued  to surf the site, then suddenly, he got up. "I've got to
finish the customer service computer. See you later" he said. As he rose
to  leave,  I  could  clearly make out his erection. He self-consciously
shifted  it  in  his  jeans,  and  he  was  gone.  I was confused by his
reaction,  but  was  fighting  the  need to relieve my own erection. Not
feeling safe in my office, I chose the men's room.

As  I  entered the room, I was immediately aware that Jim was already in
the  single  stall.  I  could  see  his  pants around his ankles. I said
nothing  as  I  went to the urinal, and struggled to release my erection
from  my  underwear,  finally needing to unsnap my slacks to accommodate
the release.

"That you?" I head Jim ask.

"Yes,  just me." I replied. I began to stroke my cock, being pretty sure
that  Jim  was  doing  the exact same thing. "Can't pee with this damned
hard-on."

"Know  what  you  mean,  got  the  same  problem.  Those were pretty hot
pictures.  I've  always admired the female body, jerked off for years to
Playboy, but never thought much about pictures of men."

I  could  hear  his  strokes as he talked. His balls were slapping as he
spoke next. "This stuff has got me all worked up. I hope you don't mind,
but I've got to.ah.jerk off."

I  didn't  respond,  as  I began to build to my own release. I heard Jim
catch his breath, and new that he was spilling his spunk into the toilet
paper.  I  was  still stroking as he pulled up his pants and flushed the
toilet.  He  exited  the stall, and suddenly stopped behind me as I drew
close to orgasm.

"See  you're  doing  the  same thing" Jim said. I suddenly turned at the
sound of his voice behind me. Jim's eyes were suddenly on my cock, and I
didn't  skip a beat as I continue on my quest. I should have turned back
around,  but  I  didn't.  He  watched as I suddenly spurted cum onto the
floor,  several  feet in front of me, almost hitting his shoes. My knees
were weak as I stood and felt my body relax.

"Not  bad"  he  said, with a big smile on his face. He washed his hands,
and  quickly  left the bathroom. I cleaned up the floor, washed my hands
and  quickly left for home. It had been the most tremendous orgasm of my
life,  and  suddenly  I was confused by my own desire. I had always been
content  with  jerking  off to these fantasies, but suddenly I wanted to
suck  Jim's cock, watch him jerk off, taste his cum. I was consumed with
guilt as I arrived home, too exhausted to do anything but got to bed.

The  next  few  days  were  a  blur. I found myself surfing the net with
renewed vigor. Suddenly, saving pictures didn't seem as risky as before.
I  choose  some  that I though Jim would like to see, the outrageous and
the  extreme.  I didn't see Jim again till the next week, and was unsure
of how to act around him. Everything went on like normal till the office
emptied after closing time. I was surfing the net, building up my sexual
energy when I heard him knock on the doorframe.

"Hi, how's it going?" He casually asked.

"Fine, just surfing awhile till I'm ready to head for home."

"Find anything interesting?" he asked as he moved closer to my chair.

"Oh, a few things. I saved some pictures I thought you might like."

I  could  feel  Jim's  heat  as  he stood directly behind me. My fingers
suddenly  didn't  work, and I had problems finding the right files. As I
brought  the  first  one  up,  I could hear his clothing rub against the
chair as he tried to get closer.

"Wow,  look  at  that  guy.  I never new guys could suck their own dick.
What's next?"

"Slow  down  guy,  I  only saved a few. Here the next.oh I remember this
one. Look at the bubble butt on that guy. Reminded me of yours"

"My butt don't look anything like his."

"From where I'm looking, it sure does!"

"Well, thanks for the compliment. What's next?"

"This one's a cowboy on a hay bale jerking off."

"Look at that cum fly, looks like you the other day!"

"Thanks you for the return compliment."

The  sexual  banter  continued  as  well continued on the pictures I had
saved.  I  couldn't  look  directly  at Jim, but knew that he was horny.
After  the  last picture, he left to complete some work. As if on cue, I
left  for  the  men's  room, hoping for a repeat performance. I was very
disappointed  when he was not there, so I went into the stall, and began
alone.  I  had  kicked off my trousers from one leg so I could spread my
legs. I was just getting going when I heard him enter the room.

"Jim, is that you?" I asked.

"Yes,  don't  worry, you're safe" he replied. I heard him step up to the
urinal, and could see his feet. Suddenly they turned, and I saw his head
over the top of the stall.

"What-cha-doing?" he asked.

"Writing my master's thesis. What do you think?"

"Interesting topic. I can see that you've expanded the subject."

Knowing  that  he  was  watching  was  quite a turn on. I spread my legs
further,  and played with my balls as he quietly watched. I slid forward
on the seat, and leaned against the tank, as I approached orgasm. My cum
hit  my  chest  and  filled my navel. I reached for some toilet paper to
clean  up. I pulled up my pants, flushed, and left to wash my hands. Jim
entered  the stall, and closed the door. I saw his feet as he turned and
sat down. He copied my actions as I saw him slip one leg free. I quickly
took the watching perch as Jim began his show.

I had never seen Jim naked or near naked. His dark pubic hair surrounded
his  dick.  He was already hard, and was about 6 inches of cut meat. His
beefy  balls  hung  down  freely  between  his  spread legs. He made eye
contact and smiled as he began to stroke in earnest.

Having  just  shot a massive load of cum, I was surprised to feel myself
get  hard  leaning against the partition. I wished for a glory hole, and
felt  like  I  was  about  to drill one myself. Jim continued to copy my
movements  as  he  slipped  forward,  and  paid special attention to his
balls.  I  watched  as  he worked his dick with one hand, and rolled his
balls with the second. I wanted to give him a hand, but was not sure how
far  to  take things, so I simply watched as Jim came to orgasm. He must
have  been  really  turned on, as the first spurt hit his left cheek. He
stopped  as  he  rubbed  the  last over his shaft on into his balls. His
shirt  was  stained,  but  he quickly wiped it off. As he stood, I moved
back  to the sink to wash my hands. I wanted to say or do something, but
was immobilized by my own fear. Jim simply washed up and left the room.

Our  bathroom  interactions  continued  for  several months, with little
variation  or  expansion.  I began to fanaticize about Jim, sucking him,
tasting  his cum, licking his balls. He became my total obsession, but I
was not sure how to move beyond masturbation.

As  it turned out, the company provided my opportunity. The boss decided
that  I  should  be on hand on New Year's Eve just in case the computers
failed. I suggested and he agreed that Jim should also be there. I began
to  plan for that evening, weeks before the opportunity arose. We agreed
to  meet  at 10:00 that evening. I was so excited that I had a hard time
pretending to my wife that I was pissed about having to work.

I  arrived  a  little  early. I had showered and primped myself in total
anticipation  of  the evening. I had some new sexy underwear, trimmed my
public  hair,  and  shaved  my  balls  just in case. My wife would never
notice  the  difference,  as she never got that close. I was surfing the
net when I heard Jim arrive, about a half-hour late.

"Sorry  you  had  to  spend you holiday here" I said as he came into the
office.

"Well, I didn't have much else going on. Any sign of computer problems?"

"No, everything seems quiet. I was just surfing to pass the time."

"Well, move over so I can get a chair" he requested.

I  moved  over as Jim brought over a chair. I could smell his cologne as
he  sat  down.  He  looked  exceptionally  nice. I continued to surf and
pulled up some interesting pictures.

"Saved anything interesting?"

"Yes, let me find them. Here's one.a glory hole in a men's room."

"Look at that guy suck that cock. You ever see a glory hole? Jim asked.

"Yes, there was some at the book store just south of town, but now their
just  peep  holes  due  to health reasons." As the next picture came up,
"Look at that guy getting fucked on the side of the pool."

"That's  got  to  hurt,  look  at  the  size of that cock. You ever been
fucked?" Jim asked.

"No, the glory hole is the only action I've ever seen. This stuff is all
new to me. How about you?"

"I've  even  had  less  than  you. Yours is the only hard dick I've ever
seen.  Until I looked at those pictures with you, I'd never even thought
about guys like that, now it seems it's all I can think about."

"Sorry, didn't mean to ruin your life" I said.

"You  didn't.  I  always  new  something  wasn't right. I'm beginning to
realize  why sex was never very important to me, and why my marriage was
so boring."

"I can relate to that."

I  watched  as  Jim made an attempt to shift his growing penis. I leaned
back and shifted myself. "Is the outside door locked?"

"Yes,  I  locked it after I came in. Are you expecting anyone else to be
here tonight? Jim asked.

"No, just you and me. Mind is I let the monster lose?" I asked.

"Fine, I was thinking about the same thing."

We  both  unzipped,  letting  our erections peek out. We scanned through
some  pictures,  read  some  erotic  stories, all the while stroking our
dicks.  I  was  generating  a  lot of pre cum, which I rubbed around the
crown. Without thinking about it, I brought a drop to my lips.

"What's it taste like?" Jim asked.

"Not much flavor, just slick. You ever tried your own?"

"Not  yet."  I watched a he took a drop to his lips. "You're right, it's
very slick, but slightly sweet."

"Really?  Mind if I try?" Without waiting for a response, I reached over
and  took  a  drop  from  the tip of his penis. I brought it to my lips.
"You're right, yours is more sweet."

Jim reached over and took a taste.

"Mind if I get more comfortable?" I asked as I slipped my pants off. Jim
looked  surprised at first, and then did the same. I spread my legs, and
pulled  my balls free. The next picture was a guy getting deep-throated.
"That looks like fun" I said.

"Sure does. How do they take it all?" Jim asked.

"Not  sure,  something  about relaxing the throat muscles. Never done it
myself."

There was a pause, and then he asked, "Want to try?"

Without  responding,  I  slipped  to the floor and moved towards Jim. He
slid forward in the seat, till his balls hung over the edge. I had never
been this close, and I took in the smell first. I nuzzled my nose in his
pubes,  and  then  his  balls. I first touched him with my tongue at the
very  tip. I circled the crown, savoring the flavor and silkiness of his
pre-cum.  I  moved  down  his shaft, like an ear of corn. His balls were
hanging  low,  and I moved them with my hands, bringing one to my mouth.
The  scent  was stronger here, and it made my blood boil. I lifted them,
and  moved  my tongue lower, till I spotted his pucker. Jim slid forward
to  give  me  better  access, and my tongue found its target. Jim simply
moaned at my explorations.

I  returned  to  his  cock, leaking more and more. Jim's head was rolled
back,  and his eyes were shut, as I suddenly took his shaft in my mouth.
It was not as difficult as I expected to get him in my mouth. I began to
piston  my  movements with increased suction. Jim's hands found my ears,
as  he  began  to  direct my movements. His guttural sounds were getting
louder  and  more  desperate  as he suddenly held my head still. I could
feel  the  semen  rise up the shaft, and suddenly my mouth was full of a
new  flavor  and  texture. It reminded me of bland oatmeal, little favor
but  lots  of volume. I swallowed it quickly, but lost some down my lips
and chin.

"Oh  Gawd!  That was fantastic. I've never had a blow job like that," he
said with a large grin on his face.

"Imagine  how  good  it  could  be  with  more  experience," I said as I
returned  to  my  chair.  I  was  afraid  to ask Jim to reciprocate, but
desperate for relief. I moved my hand to begin pumping. Jim took my hand
away,  and  sank  to his knees. I stood, and repositioned my butt to the
very  edge. Jim lost little time as he began to explore my body with his
mouth  and  hands. He used similar technique that I used, but spent more
time  on my ass hole. I felt his tongue press beyond the outer ring. The
sensation  was  incredible, and I suddenly wanted to be filled. My silky
balls  looked  beautiful on his forehead. He returned to my cock for the
finale,  and  quickly  took  me  over  the edge. It was the most intense
orgasm of my life. I thought I heard fireworks.

Jim  returned  to  his seat, and I could see that he was erect again. He
returned  to  the  computer  and surfed a few sites. I got up and got us
some soft drinks. It felt weird walking around the office without pants.
Jim used the restroom, and we both returned to my office.

Looking at picture of a guy getting fucked, I said, "When you touched my
ass, I thought I was going to explode. Would you do that again?"

"Why  don't  you  straddle you office chair on your knees," was his only
reply.  It was awkward at first, but I held my ass up in the air with my
knees  near  the  front  of  the  chair.  Jim  moved behind me, and went
directly to work. He probed and licked, pushed and prodded, as he worked
me over but good.

"Fuck  me"  was  the  only  words  I could muster. "I've got condoms and
lubrication in the top desk drawer."

I  could hear him open the drawer, and squeeze some KY onto his fingers.
The  cold  gel felt great on my ass, and his fingers went right past the
muscle  ring.  He turned his fingers, searching for that magic place. In
only  a  few  seconds he found it, and concentrated his efforts there. I
could feel the pre-cum pour from my hard cock.

Jim  stood,  and  slipped  the  condom over his cock. I was at the right
height  for  him  to  take  me  while standing. He grabbed my hips as he
replaced  his  fingers  with  his  hardness.  I pushed out as I felt the
pressure,  and  with  minimal  pain,  felt  his  slide  forward.  It was
uncomfortable  at  first,  but  he went slowly. I was very glad that his
cock  was normal size, but as he began to move inside me, the sensations
were very intense and stimulating. Jim had amazing stamina as he fuck me
royal.  I  felt myself push again his thrusts, wanting every inch inside
me.  Near  the  end, he sped up, and I could hear the familiar grunts of
his  orgasm.  Jim's  hand  reached around and began to stroke my cock to
orgasm. In a few seconds, I was spilling cum all over my office chair.

"Man, that was fantastic. I really thought it would hurt a lot. You were
excellent,"  I  said, as I turned and cleaned off the chair. Jim slipped
off the condom, and tossed it in the trashcan. The shinny liquid was all
over  his  shrinking  manhood,  and  I  knelt to clean him off. In a few
strokes, he became too sensitive and pushed me away.

When  I caught my breath, it was nearly midnight. Suddenly, I could hear
fireworks  outside.  I turned out the light and opened the curtains, and
Jim and I stood and watch the celebration.

"Happy New Year" I said.

"And  to  you"  he  said as he leaned and kissed me. We hugged, and then
like typical men, became aware of our nakedness, and began to dress.

The  computers checked out fine, and we each left for home. I'm not sure
I understand what happened to us, but only know that I can't wait for it
to happen again. For many, Y2K was a big disappointment, but not for me.
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