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bad, although it’s very salty.”

    “You swallowed? You’re shitting me!”

    “Nope. I figured if I’m gonna blow a dude, I might as well give him what I like to get, which is my load swallowed. I take it you liked it?”

    “Hell yeah, I liked it. In fact, it might have been the best blow job I’ve ever had,” Dale replied.

    “My turn,” Rob said as he bounced back up to the pillows.

    Dale slid down and lifted the still-swollen cock of his bedmate, determined to give as good as he had got. As Dale went to work on his new friend, he realized that he liked sucking dick and that he was more than likely bi, if not gay. He tried to duplicate the blow job he had just received and was rewarded by moans and groans from Rob as Rob encouraged him to suck it that way or this way. After almost ten minutes of sucking, Rob began to tense up, and Dale felt it in Rob’s legs. Dale had already decided that he too would attempt to swallow Rob’s deposit.

    “Okay, I’m about to cum, guy. If you’re going to get off, do it now!” Rob whispered.

    Dale sucked even faster and felt the hot streams of cum hit the back of his throat, some trickling down as the rest accumulated in his mouth. In order to be able to continue to suck Rob to the very end, Dale had to empty his mouth, and so he swallowed. He then continued to suck as Rob began to relax and his dick began to go soft. He finally let it plop out of his mouth and ran the back of his hand over his mouth to wipe away anything that had dribbled out.

    As Rob had mentioned, Dale tasted a heavy salt taste, and he had to get up and rinse his mouth out. Returning to bed, he bent down and kissed Rob on the chest before he fell back into bed.

    “That was fucking incredible, both ways,” Dale said.

    “I have to admit, you gave me one outstanding head job,” Rob said. “Not only did I enjoy getting off, but I really liked the fact that I got you off. You are a fucking stud, Dale.”

    “Likewise. Your body is rather cut and beautiful. Your work at the gym is obvious, dude. You realize that we ate each other’s load? That really makes us more than a little gay. You okay with that?”

    “It’s like someone rang a gong somewhere, and I was born in some respects tonight. While I enjoy women, I also enjoy a man’s body. I like everything that we did. I liked you on my dick, and I liked being on your dick. Any chance we can repeat under much better circumstances?” Rob asked.

    “For sure. I enjoyed this one sexual encounter more than all of the times with my ex put together. I’ve got to face it: I’m more than just bi. I’m gay.”

    “Yeah, that’s my conclusion too. You are just too good at this not to be gay. Look what else we have to explore.”

    “Huh? Oh, you mean ass-fucking?” Dale asked.

    “Yeah. You like my ass, right?”

    “Ah, yeah. What’s not to like? It’s chiseled like the rest of you. But I think that’s something we should save for a night when we can go out to dinner, a bar, and then back to my house.”

    “That sounds nice. Are you willing to take as well as give?” Rob asked.

    “Whew. Neither one of us has a giant dick, which if we did would scare the hell out of me, but you’re still not small. We need to Google ass-fucking and see what we need to expect and what to do, okay?”

    “Yeah. But I do want to fuck you now after this. We are each other’s first, and I feel that we should be firsts for the ass as well. I’m willing to give it up to you,” Rob said.

    “Okay. Consider it a date, once the world outside returns to normal. Damn, the job is the last place I would have thought that I’d find a bed partner.”

Medic One

    It was the start of another day shift like any other. The sky was blue, and a light breeze blew in off of San Francisco Bay that took away the summer heat of the day. The only thing that thirty-two-year-old Officer Frank Jenkins was missing was a man in his life. His last boyfriend couldn’t keep his jeans up and his ass covered, and Frank had kicked him out when the tricks started calling the house when he was home.

    That was four months ago, and now Frank had the guy out of his hair, and while it was still a little painful, he was glad to be done with the cheating son of a bitch. Frank could forgive a weak moment and let one time go, but at the rate the calls were coming into the house, Frank knew that when he was on night shift, his boyfriend was on the streets getting laid.

    “Castro