by Mason Lee
Bi Guy
Vol. 1
By Mason Lee
© 2013 Smashwords Edition
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~Volume One~
Dylan and Lucy sat in the bar and finished off their margaritas. Dylan ordered another round while Lucy twirled her hair around her finger. The spice had gone out of their relationship recently, and Lucy was looking for ways to turn it back up. The alcohol was getting to her and made her brave.
“Hey baby. How about we finish these drinks and then go to the movies?” she asked him.
Dylan paused for a second and thought to himself ‘this is why we’re boring.’ But then he smiled and said “sure Lucy. What do you want to see?”
Lucy tossed back her drink and stood up and straightened her skirt. “Let’s go. We’ll find something.”
They got in the car and Dylan drove to their neighborhood theater. When they were still a few blocks away from it, Lucy said “Take the next right.”
“What the hell?” thought Dylan. “There is nothing out this way except an old run-down adult theater” he said. Then it dawned on him what Lucy had in mind.
Dylan was a little unsure of this. He had never been to an adult theater, but he knew they had a reputation for attracting men looking to give or get blowjobs. He thought it was way outside Lucy’s comfort zone, but then, she had always been able to surprise him. He figured if she was willing to try something new, he could go along with whatever she had in mind.
Dylan parked close to the door and was a little relieved to see two girls and a guy walking into the place together.
Dylan and Lucy paid their admission and went into the theater. There were about eighteen or twenty people already inside, mostly couples. Dylan could see the threesome that went in ahead of them just settling into their seats. Most of the couples were male-female. Dylan and Lucy sat down and started watching the movie.
Dylan was fascinated by all the people. One woman in the second row stood up and walked out, and as she passed Dylan he could swear he saw a fair-sized bulge in the front of her skirt to go along with her boobs about to pop out of her tube top. He imagined the surprise he would have gotten if he had dated someone like that in college. He smiled at her and then shook his head and turned back toward the screen.
Dylan glanced over at Lucy and saw that she was fixated by the scene. Watching her get into watching someone else fucking was making him hard in his pants. He put his hand in her lap and found that her skirt had ridden all the way up. He could see her panties peeking out and he stroked the edge with his fingers. He could see a woman a couple of rows up turn and lean down into her date’s lap, her pony-tail bouncing up and down.
On the screen an athletic guy who was shaved all over and a girl were in a sixty-nine position while another guy with a pony-tail slid into her from behind. Dylan had always loved watching three-ways and still held out hope that Lucy would bring home a friend one day. Dylan thought he saw the bald guy stop licking her pussy and run his tongue along the other guy’s cock as it pushed into her. That confused him for a second, until he felt Lucy’s fingers on his zipper and he forgot all about it.
He slid his fingers into Lucy’s panties while she pulled his dick out and started stroking it. With her other hand she had pulled her top up and was stroking her nipple. He realized that she had taken her bra off in the car and wondered how she did it without him seeing. She seemed to be even more turned on by the fact that someone – anyone – could see her. She was always kind of an exhibitionist and it never failed to make him smile. Watching the guys watch her was always good for his ego.
The guy on the screen pulled his dick all the way out of the girl. When he went to push back into her, the bald guy stopped licking her pussy and turned his head a little and the cock slid right into his mouth. Dylan watched the bald guy suck his friend’s dick for a few seconds before he slid it back into their girlfriend’s pussy. It suddenly occurred to Dylan that the title that flashed on the screen a few minutes earlier – Bi the Book – wasn’t talking about the girl on girl scenes he was used to seeing.
He looked at Lucy and then leaned in and took her nipple between his lips. The theater was filling up and out of the corner of his eye he saw a couple sit down in the row behind them. Another single guy had taken the seat in the row in front of them and wasn’t even trying to be discrete about watching Dylan and Lucy. Lucy rose up out of her seat and slid her panties off, then gave them to Dylan to put in his pocket. He slipped his fingers back between her legs and found her pussy soppy wet. He slid his finger easily into her and sucked hard on her nipple. He could tell by the way she was squeezing his cock that she liked what he was doing.
Lucy pushed Dylan back in his seat and then bent down and licked his cock, then ran her tongue around the head before she took him deep in her mouth. Dylan closed his eyes and felt Lucy’s lips. When she slid down, and moaned deep in her throat, the vibrations made him shudder.
When Dylan looked back at the screen, he saw that the bald guy was fucking the girl, and the guy with the pony-tail was fucking the bald guy, pushing him deeper into the girl. Dylan could tell by her screams that she was taking a pounding.
He heard some noise in the row behind and Dylan turned to look at the couple that had come in. He was surprised to find that it was two guys. He was even more surprised to see them jacking each other off while they watched the movie. One of the guys smiled at Dylan, but they didn’t miss a beat. Dylan had never seen two guys together and had never given it much thought, but he was intrigued. The two guys sitting behind him were both bigger than him, and one of him had the biggest dick Dylan had ever seen anywhere. Dylan watched them jack each other off while Lucy sucked him slowly.
Lucy sat back up and smiled at Dylan and wiped her mouth. She saw Dylan watching the couple behind them and she turned and smiled at the two guys. Then she stood up and pulled her skirt up around her waist. She looked the guy in the row ahead straight in the eye as she reached down and grabbed Dylan’s cock in her hand, and then slid slowly all the way down on it. She licked her lips as she slid back up, and then started rocking on Dylan’s dick.
The guy had been rubbing his cock through his jeans, but with Lucy’s brazen display he unzipped his fly and pulled it out. He stroked it slowly, almost in time with Lucy’s fucking. He got on his knees on the chair so his cock was just above the back of the chair, and Lucy’s eyes never left it. The faster she bounced on Dylan’s dick, the faster the guy stroked. Lucy started grinding hard on Dylan’s cock, and he watched as she reached up and started stroking her voyeur’s penis. Dylan reached around and pinched one of her nipples with one hand and stroked her clit with the other. Lucy let out a little shriek when she came and Dylan could feel her pussy spasm on his dick.
Just then, Dylan could see the guy tense up and watch his cock start to shoot. Lucy aimed his dick at her chest and caught his semen on her tits, and Dylan watched her fingers stroke faster, milking the guy’s cock fo
r every last drop. Dylan felt the guy’s cum drip off Lucy’s nipple and land on her pussy and his cock, and it pushed him over the edge. Dylan grunted and grabbed Lucy by the waist and pulled her down hard on him as he exploded inside her.
Dylan went limp. He glanced back and saw that one of the guys in the row behind them had gone down on his partner and was sucking him with enthusiasm. His partner had his hand on the back of his head, forcing him to take it deep. Dylan heard the guy whisper “here you go baby,” as he tensed. Dylan could tell he was cumming down his boyfriend’s throat.
Lucy held her skirt up and lifted up off of Dylan’s cock. Her pussy was slick with her voyeur’s cum and dripping from Dylan’s. She reached down between her legs and ran her fingers through her soppy mess and then brushed her thumb over her voyeur’s lips. She laughed as he tried to catch her finger, and then smiled as he licked the semen she left behind. She took Dylan by the hand and they slipped out of the theater. Dylan glanced back to see nearly every couple in the theater with one head in the other’s lap, except for the three or four couples fucking bent over the back row of seats.
On the way home they held hands but didn’t talk much. Dylan could tell that Lucy still had her wild streak. It was what had caught his attention in the first place. They had met at a party when Lucy was flashing her tits for guys to bring her drinks. They ended up fucking in the bathroom and had been together ever since. But sometimes, it just seemed like they had become boring. They didn’t have sex all that often anymore, and when they did it was pretty vanilla. They rarely went out. Dylan just wasn’t sure where this was all leading.
But then there was tonight. Dylan had never been sure how he would feel about swinging, or seeing Lucy with someone else. He wasn’t jealous; it just didn’t seem like him. But watching her jack off the stranger while she fucked Dylan really drove him wild. He was a little confused about seeing the guys together, too. Maybe it was the margaritas, or maybe it was just the atmosphere, but Dylan couldn’t stop watching the guys going down on each other. And the scene in the movie, where one guy was fucking the other deeper into the girl, made perfect sense.
Dylan decided to take it at face value. It was mind-blowing sex on several levels. He had no idea the adult theater was such an interesting place. He knew one thing; it was not the last time he would stop in whenever he felt like taking in a movie.
Dylan and Lucy woke the next day and had breakfast. Dylan had to go to Miami for a few days and spent most of the morning packing. Lucy drove him to the airport. On the way she made a comment about seeing him watching the guys at the theater the night before. Dylan smiled, then turned away and didn’t respond, but he saw the smirk on her face and knew she was still turned on by their date.
When Dylan checked into his hotel, he took a short nap and then did some work to get ready for his meeting the next day. He decided just to stick close to the hotel for the day and maybe get some dinner downstairs in the hotel restaurant.
When he woke up he lay in bed and rubbed his cock. He thought about jacking off, but decided to save masturbating for later and unpack his suitcase. He smiled when he saw two of Lucy’s thongs that she had slipped into his bag. She always packed two or three pair of her panties whenever he travelled. She wanted him to wear them when he was away from her. It was her way of teasing him when she couldn’t be around. She always told him that he would love the silky panties on his cock, but he had never actually worn them. Dylan picked up a tiny, light pink thong, and decided “what the hell.” He usually wore jeans and long shirts un-tucked, and so he didn’t think he really had to worry about anyone seeing him. When he tried it on and pulled on his jeans, he found that her thong sat up high on his hips, and if he raised his arm the waistband would peek out above the waistline of his jeans.
He finished dressing and then decided to go down and eat in the hotel bar, and maybe watch some basketball. When he walked in he noticed that there were a few people sitting at tables. He sat at the bar near the television and ordered dinner. As he ate, the place slowly cleared out. By the time he finished eating he looked around and didn’t see anyone but the bartender.
A few minutes later, he heard a noise behind him. He realized when he heard it that he had his hand up under his shirt, scratching his back. He didn’t look down, but he assumed the waistband of his little pink thong was showing, and he quickly pulled his hand out of his shirt and pulled it down. A couple of minutes later, Dylan tried to glance around casually.
At the table across the bar was a single man who appeared to be around fifty. He was a nice looking guy, with short grayish hair, wearing slacks and a golf shirt. He was looking up at the television, and when Dylan turned the man looked up and nodded slightly, a half-smile on his face. Well, shit. He couldn’t decide if he thought the guy saw his panties or not. A second later, he realized he was never going to see him again and quit worrying about it.
When the game hit halftime a few minutes later, Dylan got up to go to the restroom. As he was finishing, the guy from the bar walked into the restroom. Dylan nodded and said hello as he passed him on his way out. The bar was still empty as Dylan returned to his seat at the bar. When the guy came out, he walked over to the bar and introduced himself and asked if Dylan minded if he sat and watched the game with him. “Name’s Gary,” he told Dylan. Glad for the company, Dylan told him he was welcome. They bought each other a round of beer and watched the game, and Dylan was feeling pretty relaxed.
When the game was winding down, a group of college-age kids came into the bar. They were kind of noisy, and Gary asked if Dylan wanted to watch the end of the game in his room. They each ordered a beer to go and then went upstairs.
When they got to Gary’s suite, they sat down in the living room and turned on the game. While the final minutes ticked down, they talked about life on the road. Neither of them liked to be away from their girlfriends, and they agreed that nights of dirty movies and KY jelly just didn’t make up for being home. Neither of them was big on strip clubs, and so they usually ended up hanging around the hotel. Over the years, Dylan had found this was pretty common in business travelers. There were a few people he met who enjoyed the freedom and anonymity of being on the road. These guys would often invite Dylan to go out drinking or to a tittie bar, but Dylan almost always passed.
When the game was over, Gary excused himself to change his clothes. Dylan sat flipping through the channels on the television and could hear Gary in the bedroom behind him. He was watching ESPN when Gary walked back into the room. Dylan glanced at him and saw that he was naked, holding his dick in his hand and looking at Dylan. Dylan looked up at him and then back at his cock, and didn’t really know what to say.
At first Dylan thought maybe Gary wanted someone to jack off with. They had talked about jacking off when they were out of town, and maybe he just wanted some company. Then Gary took a small step closer and reached for Dylan’s hand, which he had draped across the back of the chair. Dylan pulled his hand away, not really understanding what was happening. After a moment it dawned on him that there was one other aspect to the anonymity of being on the road.
“Just rub it”, Gary said as he moved closer. His dick was almost right in Dylan’s face. Dylan still couldn’t think of anything to say, he was stunned.
His mouth was suddenly dry and he licked his lips. “I don’t…I’m not…” Dylan stammered. He started to get up to leave.
Gary moved almost in front of him. He couldn’t stand up without running into him. “Yeah, you can” Gary said. “It’s easy.”
Dylan was trying to figure out what he’d said or done to make this guy think to do this. Suddenly Gary reached out and pulled up the side of Dylan’s shirt, then pulled the waist of his panties and let them snap back.
“Oh, no” Dylan said, blushing as he confirmed that he’d seen his panties. “I wear these when I’m away from home. My girlfriend likes the way they tease me.”
“I understand that” he said. “But when they rub up against
you, don’t they make you feel like you have a pussy? Don’t they make you want a pussy?” Dylan blushed even more and Gary reached down and took Dylan’s wrist and pulled his hand to his cock.
Dylan was surprised at how warm it was. His own cock started to stiffen against the silky panties as the man’s dick grew in his hand. Dylan wrapped his fingers tentatively around him and felt him stiffen fully. When he was erect, Dylan began to stroke him, fascinated. He could not take his eyes off the head of the man’s cock. It seemed to swell with each stroke. He licked his lips again.