Mike Finds Himself - 9. A Very Interesting Lunch

Monday morning, Mike stopped at Jim’s desk, “I had an interesting hike Saturday. Let’s have lunch outside.”

Jim smiled, “Sure.”

Mike was bursting to share his Saturday experience. Jim, the only person he could tell about his adventures, listened as they sat at an outdoor table. He told about the muscle magazines, Tomas’s stripping to his G-string, his putting on a G-string, the near naked lunch and exercise routine, the erotic shower and second act on the exercise mat.

Jim commented, “Wow, that guy sure enjoys a long time of foreplay. I have never considered wearing a G-string. How did it feel?”

Mike explained that the actual wearing of the scanty piece of clothing was nothing special but being exposed to and by another man was a tremendous high. He chuckled as he told Jim that he had washed and dried it on Sunday while Maggie was with real estate clients and was wearing it at the moment. Then he confided, “Just knowing that I am wearing an illicit piece of clothing has kept me horny all morning.”

Mike had another secret that he wanted to share. At lunch on Tuesday, he again confided in Jim. “I discovered something about a month ago and I want your opinion of my reaction. I stumbled in the bathroom and crashed my toe against the bathroom scale on the floor. (Mike did not admit that he stumbled because he was light-headed resulting from an intense cumming in the shower.) I broke a toenail and needed strong clippers to cut the hanging piece. I knew Maggie had strong clippers and was searching in her nightstand when I discovered a cloth bag in the back of the drawer. It contained condoms. Since then I have been checking the bag and have noted that one is used every few days. Friday evening I checked and again Saturday afternoon. Another one was missing. Obviously Maggie was having a romp while I was hiking and having lunch and fun with Tomas. I do not blame her for doing it. Actually I am happy that she is getting ‘it’. As I told you I had not had interest in sex for years and now realize I only want it with guys. Her desire for fun might be the reason she is so supportive of my hiking. With our daughter and son at university she has the house to herself when I am gone. But there is one thing that nags my mind. ‘Who is fucking my wife?’ I wish I was a fly on the wall and could watch what was going on.”

Jim once again exclaims, “Wow! Lunch with you sure is interesting. Yesterday you tell me about having fun with Polish kielbasa and today you tell me your wife is getting fucked by a stranger. What are you going to tell me tomorrow? You said you wish you were a fly on the wall so you could spy. You can do that. My brother has three spy cams in his house so he or his wife can watch the baby and babysitter from work or when they go out. It was fortunate that they did it as things began to disappear. Nothing of great value until one day a gold bracelet his wife had left on the end table in the living room vanished. They were heartbroken that they would have to approach the woman hired to take care of little Noah. When they watched the video of the spy cam in the living room, they saw the theft taking place, Sylvester the cat had taken the bracelet. He had hidden it behind the sofa with his stash that included socks, a pen, a $20 bill and a few other treasures. Spy cams can be very small and easy to hide. You can set it to watch in real time on your smart phone or computer or later. They can be set to be motion activated and only record when there is movement. You can easily buy one online.”

Mike replied, “Sounds interesting. But I cannot buy online as Maggie checks credit statements and would question such a purchase. Also I could not have it sent to the house for her to open or question what I purchased. Another issue, they are probably really expensive and I would have to get the cash without her knowing.”

Jim suggested, “I could buy it and have it shipped to my home. As far as cost, I don’t think they are very expensive. I’ll check them out and get back to you.”

Mid-afternoon Mike received an email from Jim with a links to three spy cams available on Amazon. To Mike’s amazement they cost between $29 and $46. He never realized they would be so inexpensive. Of the three, Jim recommended one costing $39 that could arrive at his home in two days. Mike walked to Jim’s desk and asked him to order the suggested one. Although others might hear that conversation, no one would expect Mike was making a purchase to check up on his wife’s fucking.

Friday, Jim had the spy cam and at lunch went over the instructions with Mike and also installed the password protected app on Mike’s phone. Mike had already decided where he would hide it in the bedroom and easily set it up Friday evening while Maggie prepared dinner.

Earlier in the week, Mike had received a text from Tomas: ‘having 2 friends over for interesting discussion Saturday afternoon, u r invited. wear the outfit I gave you’

Mike called Maggie at home and told her his Polish hiking buddy suggested a hike up Oak Hill Mountain Saturday afternoon. He asked if they had any plans. Maggie, with no hesitation, said there were no plans and the exercise would do him good. As he hung up he wondered if her lady parts were reacting similar to how his cock would act at the thought of having sex.

Mike replied to Tomas’s text: ‘accept – time?’

Tomas replied, ‘noon 4 polish lunch’

Mike replied ,‘c u @ noon’

Saturday morning, Maggie left the house at 10:00 to meet a client at her office. As soon as she left Mike did a condom count. A few days earlier there had been only 2. The current count was 13. Mike then assumed a box of 12 had been added and one used. He also reviewed the cam activity on his phone. There were recordings of himself and Maggie in the bedroom the previous evening and that morning, as well as one of his checking the night stand for condoms. The cam was working and he erased the recordings.

Ever since Tomas’s invitation Mike had been thinking of what would happen Saturday afternoon. Who were the men Tomas had invited. Would they be fit and hung like Tomas? He hoped not as that would make him look pathetic compared to them. What would they do? He imagined every possibility from just guys sitting around discussing baseball and the weather to a gang fuck. He had seen on his computer groups of guys that just jerked off. Other porn had group sucking or fucking or, on one video, the guy was tied down on his back with legs hoisted while a group gang raped him, with each pulling out and cumming on his face. While the last one tantalized him he hoped it would be just jerking off. He had never sucked and thought fucking was only something done by porn stars.

Saturday morning he was in such a state of anticipation that he desperately wanted to jack off. Finally, to calm himself and save his dick for later he washed his car and swept the garage. At 11:15, he took a cold shower to clean himself for whatever might happen. He had hand washed the G-string as soon as Maggie left that morning and put it in the dryer. Immediately upon putting it on, he got hard. He hoped he did not drip joy juice prior to his arrival. He decided to wear hiking clothes as Maggie thought he was hiking that afternoon and might be finished with her work when he arrived home and wonder why he had hiked in casual clothes. He decided to not shave. The rugged look appeared to be popular. Although he didn’t shave he did apply a small amount of aftershave to his face, dick and balls. At 11:45, he pulled out of the driveway.

As he entered Tomas’s home, Mike was pulled into a hug by his friend. “So glad you could join us. My friends should be here soon. I am positive you will have an interesting and very enjoyable time with them.” To Mike’s shock and pleasure Tomas then gave him a deep kiss (not just a peck on the cheek). As Tomas released his embrace the doorbell rang. As the two visitors entered, Tomas introduced all. “Mike, meet my friends Win and Alan.” As Mike put his hand out, he was grabbed by Win who embraced him followed by a kiss on the cheek. Alan then spoke up, “Save some for me.” Mike was again tightly hugged followed by a kiss on the cheek. As Alan, same height as Mike, hugged him, Mike either felt or imagined his new acquaintance was grinding his crotch into his.

Tomas announced, “Lunch is waiting on the table. Smacznego (which in Polish means bon appétit)!.” Mike was introduced to more Polish foods: Zurek (Only a taste will tell you how delicious this soup, made with sour rye flour and meats and served with a half of a hardboiled egg tastes), special salads and pierogi. When Tomas told the group he had purchased the food at the Polish deli in New City the day before, the guests chuckled.

With a smile Win asked, “Was the purpose of your visit to New City to fulfill your desire for food or to satisfy your other appetite?”

Tomas smiled, “Let’s just say I departed New City a very satisfied man.”

Mike was somewhat bewildered by these comments. He assumed at some point he would understand this gay talk.

Mike recognized Win. He was his son’s high school soccer coach. While watching games, he had lusted at the sight of the handsome coach. Mike then reintroduced himself. “Coach Win, you may not remember me. I’m Pete Madison’s father.”

“When we met, I realized I knew you from someplace. Of course - I remember you being at every game. I understand Peter is at State University. How does he like it?”

“He must enjoy it. He hasn’t been home since school stated.”

Mike then thought about the history of Win becoming the soccer coach. Five years earlier he was both the assistant soccer coach and a history teacher at the high school. Late one afternoon the baseball coach walked into the office he shared with the previous soccer coach. A sixteen year old cheerleader was lying on the desk with her dress up and blouse open. The soccer coach, with his shorts around his knees was fucking her as his hands played with her youthful tits. That was the end of his career. Walt Windsor, the assistant coach, was given the assignment to lead the team the remainder of the season. Although the team had lost its first two games, it went undefeated the remainder of the season and on to the state finals. It won the state championship and ever since, Walt Windsor was known as ‘Win’.

Win then commented, “As you can assume, my position at the high school is threatened by my ‘man-to-man’ activities. Also the fact that I am married and have two children adds to the complications of my life. Consequently except for playtime under the roof of Tomas and a very busy hand, I am totally straight in Springfield. Otherwise, any man-to-man activity takes place out of town. In fact, it was in New City where I met Tomas about ten years ago.”

At this point Mike interrupted, “Why New City? When Tomas stated he had purchased the food for our lunch in New City, you two laughed. As I am sure Tomas filled you in, I am new to this gay stuff.”

Alan explained. “Secrets Adult Emporium is a store that sells adult toys and has a backroom. After paying $10 you enter the back area. There are about fifteen booths with doors that you can lock. Each both has a screen where you can watch your choice of over 100 gay, straight or transgender videos. About half the rooms have glory holes. If you have watched much gay porn, I am sure you know what they are - holes in the wall that you can stick your dick through to the next booth. Some of the booths have buddy windows. That is a frosted window between the booths that clears if occupants in both booths push the buddy button. You and the guy in the other booth can watch each other doing whatever. If you want someone to join you, you don’t lock your door. Interested men will open your door and you may invite them in or wave them away. There are two open areas. Each has a couch and large screen TV. One shows gay porn, the other straight. In these areas you will see guys fondling each other, kissing, sucking and occasionally fucking. Sometimes a guy will just lean over the couch with his ass exposed inviting random fucks. As far as I am concerned, going to Secrets is much safer than a cruising area.”

The discussion continued with comments about cruising areas. The three had visited one about five miles north of town at a roadside pull off. All three recommended it be avoided for a number of reasons including: occasionally families stopped there, they each knew someone who had been robbed there, usually by a really cute guy, and the police made periodic drive-thrus.

Lunch continued with a range of topics discussed. One bit of information related to Amazon purchases. Win complained that he had to buy his shoes on-line because with a size 13 (EU 46) extra wide foot the local stores had limited if any selection in his size. As he said this Mike thought about the saying that shoe size was sometimes an indication of dick size. He looked at Win’s hands. They were also large. Hopefully by the end of the afternoon he would know if the saying applied in Win’s case.

Tomas stated, “It’s play time. I’ll serve dessert later when we need a break.” Everyone helped clear the table.

Tomas led the way up the stairs to the large loft overlooking the living room. As the others stripped to G-strings, Mike, with feelings of happy anticipation, wonderment and some fear, followed.