I was working at a claim center doing client service for a power society. The pay was n't slap-up but being that I was fluent in Spanish, I was paid an extra $ 1.50 an hour for it. We also worked 10 hours of overtime a week so it added up. I rode a genitals rocket motorcycle, a Yamaha R6, to turn everyday. Several other guys rode motorcycles to work but they were Harleys. Crotch Eruca sativa pilots and Harley rider do n't ride together. There were two designated parking areas for motorcycles. All the Harleys and cruiser parked in one, my individual, ostracized R6 was parked alone in the early one.

One sunup, I parked and as I removed my helmet, I heard the four cylinder growling of a crotch arugula pulling into the parking lot. The passenger parked his Suzuki 600 sportbike right side by side mine. I waited for him to remove his helmet so I could greet him. He was my height, 5'10 ”. Chubby but in a burly sort of way. He took his helmet off and I was struck by how handsome he was. I am not into guys and never even acknowledge how a guy looks but he bordered on beautiful. It surprised me that I saw him like that.

It was still early. We exchanged name calling, his was Chris. He took off his armor jacket and I noticed he was wearing a black Polo and khakis. There was a gun on his hip. Turned out he worked for the surety ship's company contracted to our building. He had been transferred from another site due to a female guard having a baby and going on maternity leave.

We hit it off. We rode together on weekends. Had beers after piece of work. Hung out at each former 's blank space. I really liked the guy.

We had a long weekend come up due to a holiday and planned a road trip. Go out on the route for a couple of 24-hour interval, see a few mess, eat different stuff, maybe get laid. I had noticed that he was n't really into fair sex. He rarely looked at them. I did n't get a gay vibe from him, though. I assumed he maybe was a puritan or not that interest in sex. Me, I was a dedicated trumpet dog. If it turned out he was gay, it would n't matter to me. Not what I was into. Not anymore, anyway. I had a week long fling with a gay fop in college. It was fun, I enjoyed it. Did n't regret it but never really wanted to do it again. Though I really did n't lie with what I would do if the chance presented itself with Chris. I really liked him as a friend, but I found him very attractive.

After riding for most of the day we pulled into a hotel. I showered first. I came out, toweling off, not covering up. I played football in high school school and college. I also did 6 geezerhood in the ground forces. Being nude around other men was nothing to me. I laid on one of the layer naked. Chris went to shower.

When he came out he had a towel wrapped around his waist. He had a mysterious, sinewy hairy chest. He also had a bit of a gut but it made him sexier somehow. He had like a powerlifter physique. I felt a bit of desire for him. He was just so damned hot !

"There 's something I want you to cognize. No one knows this. Just close family. I really do n't want anyone else to know this. Not the right way now."

"You can secernate me anything Chris."

He opened his towel. He had the puffiest, hairiest slit I had ever seen in my lifetime. I was shocked. I had no idea what to say.

"I 've been transitioning for a while."

"I can see that."

"What do you think ?"

"Chris, that 's been there since we met. Why should it wee a divergence ?"

"I 'm so sword lily you feel that way. I 'm for certain you have questions."

"Well, duh ! How is sex for a guy with a kitty ?"

"I do n't know. The concluding time I had sex, I was still a girl girl."

"Damn !"

"I still get off by masturbating."

I found that intriguing."I would like to see that."

"I do n't bed. Seems form of weird. You sure you want to watch ?"

"Yes."

He laid back and started to rub his clit. He seemed a bit unquiet and it took him a while to get into it. He did n't notice I had a raging hard on. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back. I made my motion. I slid off my bed and got between his legs."Getting a nigh looking ?"He asked, smiling.

I did n't serve. I just clamped my mouth on his pussy. HIS pussy, seems weird writing it even now. I chowed down on his twat like I was starving to Death. It did n't need him long to cum. He did n't squirt but he got extremely wet, his juice were all over my face. I slid up his consistence and slid my cock into his pussy. There it is again, HIS pussy. The sensations and cerebration were all over the place. This was Chris. My best friend. For all intention and purposes A GUY ! But here I was, glob deep in his cunt and absolutely loving every bit of it. I came. The most acute orgasm I ever had in my life. I did n't want it to end. I kept going. Chris came, his already tight pussy squeezing my cock. I came a s time. I did n't want to stop. I kept fucking Chris until I went completely soft then rolled off of him.

I looked at Chris."What the screwing was that ?"

"What do you mean ?"

"Was that gay ?"

"I have no piece of ass thought. But I loved it !"

"What now, Chris ?"

"I do n't know. This just a one time thing ?"

"I hope not."

With that I crawled between Chris'legs and started eating his pussy again.

It 's been a month since this happened. We have been fucking like rabbits since. He takes it up the ass sometimes, gives me keen cum swallowing cock sucking. Fucking him in the ass is fun and all as are his blowjobs. But it is like fucking that guy in college. When I am pounding away at that pussy though, that is special .