From Mike’s perspective…

John and I were finding special times together. I’d always thought that men could find physical intimacy to be fulfilling, but never saw myself in that role. But I was slowly starting to feel a closeness that I hadn’t felt in a long time. Not that I didn’t find women attractive and enjoy their company. I guess I had to admit that I was truly bi. But here and now, my situation was with another man, and I was truly enjoying his company, both socially and sexually.

Friday nights we went to Molly’s for a fish fry. This week, when we had a quiet moment, I told him that I had an idea to try. He gave me a raised eyebrow, as if to say, “You mean…”, and I said, no, not especially interested in that, but I’ll tell you on the way to your place. He paused and said, “There’s something I have to fill you in on, too.” Hmmm.

We didn’t hang around long after we finished dinner and our beers. On the walk to his place, he asked me what my idea was. “Have you ever crotch fucked?” John said, “Maybe a couple of times. It seemed to work best for me, ’cause my buds had little dicks. But hey, we both should be big enough to make it work…”. I reached over and gave his ass cheek a squeeze, then we walked quietly for a bit.

“So what was it you wanted to tell me about?”

John started, “Did you ever see my neighbor Cathy?”

“Tallish lady, trim, maybe early 60s, right?”

“That’s her.