San Francisco Swingers: Bi Sex in The City
By Ken James
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Gay and Bi Swinging in San Francisco
An erotic collision between the West Coast and the Third Coast.
Sexy Texans Andy, his lover Pete, and their occasional bedmate Gretchen spend a wild weekend in San Francisco with big black stud Fred, his glamorous wife Carol, and her lusty Latina lesbian girlfriend Maria.
From a luxury hotel on San Francisco's Embarcadero to a mansion high in the Berkeley hills, the horny Texas trio explore new frontiers of hetero, gay, lesbian, and bi sexuality with their hot new Bay Area friends.
Ken James
I was born in Denver and raised in Cheyenne, Wyoming. My first time with another boy was in my early teens. Girls came a few years later.After I graduated from the University of Wyoming, I spent a year as a roadie for a series of rock and roll bands, then moved to Austin to work for a computer company.I started writing in grade school and was a reporter on my junior high and high school papers. My lover (now husband) and I published a gay newspaper in Austin for several years.I've been writing gay and bisexual erotic fiction since 2003.I live in Austin with my husband Wayde.
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San Francisco Swingers - Ken James
Thursday
Are you flirting with me?
Andy Grant asked. He was 29, tall and slender, with bright green eyes and a brown crewcut. His body was quietly muscled from running and working out every day.
No.
It was almost 10:00 p.m. The only other man in the Hyatt gym had been smiling and looking Andy over for the whole time they'd been working out. I'm cruising you.
He looked like a body-building surfer with a deep saltwater tan, long blond hair, and an equally blond stubble beard. You don't mind, do you?
He smiled at the big bulge in Andy's gym shorts. It doesn't look like it.
Andy was intensely aware of his growing boner. He'd only had sex with two men—Pete Rosati, his best friend, business partner, and lover for the last four months, and Fred, a big black stud he'd met on a previous trip to San Francisco [Love Bi-Angle]. No. I don't mind at all.
Good.
The surfer caught Andy's hand and guided it to his crotch. Because you're a really hot and I'm horny as hell.
I never have sex with strangers.
Andy fondled the blond man's hard-on through his tightly-stretched shorts. I'm Andy.
The surfer laughed. Steve.
He pressed his body against Andy's and kissed him, hard and dirty. Andy kissed him back just as aggressively, grinding his crotch into Steve's bulge and kneading his muscular buttocks.
Andy looked past Steve at the big windows at the front of the gym. The hall outside was empty, but he still felt exposed and self-conscious. Come on.
He took Steve's hand and led him into the men's locker room.
You're all sweaty.
Andy pulled Steve's gym shorts down, revealing the sexy surfer's bulging jockstrap. I like hot sweaty men.
He yanked the overstretched jockstrap down, freeing Steve's balls and long hard cock. Andy had an unusually large tool, but Steve's rod was longer and thicker, with a plow-shaped head.
You're really hot and sweaty, yourself.
Steve grabbed Andy and kissed him hungrily, roughly thrusting his tongue against Andy's. You've got me so fuckin' horny.
Andy pulled away. I'm gonna suck your cock now.
He sank to his knees and cupped Steve's balls, squeezing them gently while slowly stroking his heavy shaft and kissing its tip.
Oh yeah!
Steve kneaded Andy's shoulders while Andy stretched his mouth over Steve's swollen cock-head. It was a little smaller than Fred's rod, but not much. Andy clamped his lips around the groove between the blond man's cock-head and shaft and licked his oversized glans, tasting the other man's sweetly tart precum.
Oh fuck. That's good.
Steve thrust his hips forward, driving his cock deeper into Andy's mouth.
The first cock Andy had sucked had been Fred's, four months ago, right here in the San Francisco Hyatt on the Embarcadero. He'd been scared when Fred got rough, but then he'd relaxed and taken it. The big black pole overfilling his mouth had quickly become sexy as hell, and his own rod had grown painfully hard. When Fred had bent him over the bed, Andy had been more than ready to take the big man's hard-on up his ass.
Now, Steve was rocking his hips and fucking Andy's face. Andy wrapped his hand around Steve's driving shaft to control his thrusts. The taste of the other man's precum was overpowering.
Steve groaned and drove deep into Andy's mouth, shooting immense blasts of hot salty cum. Andy gulped frantically, trying to swallow all of it. A thin line of thick fluid escaped from his mouth and ran down his chest.
Steve's cock slipped out of Andy's mouth. That was great.
He pulled Andy to his feet and kissed him. You're so fucking sexy.
He reached into Andy's shorts and stroked his boner. Want me to help you with this?
I don't want a hand job,
Andy answered.
That's all right,
Steve said. I'll suck your cock.
Andy shook his head. No. Fuck my ass.
Steve looked startled. All right.
Even after coming, his cock was still rock-hard. Uh. You got any lube.
Not here.
Andy laughed. I wasn't exactly planning . . .
Can we go to your room?
Steve asked. I'm here with my parents.
Well, I guess . . . But, my boyfriend might be there.
I don't mind sharing,
Steve said. Does your boyfriend have a problem?
No, we've got an open relationship.
Except for a couple of weekends with his old girlfriend Gretchen, Andy had been monogamous. And some of the time with Gretchen had been three-ways with her and Pete.
On the other hand, Pete had taken full advantage of their open relationship. Andy had been working out alone because Pete was visiting an old San Francisco trick tonight.
So. No problem.
Steve gripped Andy's hard-on and led him to the shower.
The two sexy studs spent a long time in the shower, running soap-slick hands over each other's bodies—arms, chests, legs, buttocks, super-hard cocks, and tight balls . . . They rubbed stiff cocks until they were close to coming and then Steve put his stiff rod between Andy's butt cheeks and humped his crack.
Oh yeah!
Andy growled. That feels good.
His cock was so hard it hurt.
Feels good to me, too.
Steve reached around Andy's body and gripped his rigid pole. It'd be easy to come this way.
It sure would.
Andy pushed Steve's hand away from his throbbing dick. But, I want to feel you come in my ass.
We could do that right now.
Steve pressed his swollen cock-head into Andy's asshole. We've got soap.
Andy moaned as the blond man's broad plow-head stretched his anal entrance. It hurt, but made his stiff cock even harder. Soap doesn't work. It washes away. And it gets in your piss slit and stings like hell.
He'd learned that from trying to butt-fuck Gretchen with soap in the shower.
Okay. Well . . .
Steve pushed in deeper, stopping when Andy gasped in pain and tried to pull away. You okay?
Sure.
Andy turned around, plastered his body against Steve's, and kissed him fiercely. They kissed under the hot dancing water for a long time, rubbing stiff cocks and fondling each other's muscular buttocks.
Excuse me, fellas . . .
Startled, Andy jumped away from Steve and twisted around to find the source of the sudden new voice. A thin man with a long black ponytail and a sparse goatee was standing in the door. He had a big bulge in his Hyatt coveralls. I've got to close up.
Uh . . .
Andy had never been more aware of his erection. He was embarrassed as hell, but his dick was still rock-hard. Sorry . . .
He glanced at Steve. His cock was just as stiff as Andy's.
You two ain't the first.
The thin man grinned at Andy's and Steve's hard-ons. It's night. Nobody's here. Folks get to foolin' around.
His grin widened. You're just lucky Hannity didn't catch you. He's a real asshole. He'd of made trouble for ya.
Andy turned the water off, stepped out of the shower, and took a towel from the rack. We'll get out of your way.
Take your time.
The thin man started to turn away. I'm gonna clean up the women's locker room first.
He paused. I locked the front door. Let me know when you're ready to leave.
He walked out of sight.
That was close,
Andy said.
Yeah.
Steve wrapped his hand around Andy's rigid pole. I figured we'd have to bribe him with a blow job.
Have you done that?
Andy asked, slowly stroking Steve's hard-on. Sucked a dick to get out of trouble?
Yeah. A high school janitor.
Steve kissed Andy. He caught me and a buddy messing around in the locker room after basketball practice.
He got a towel and started drying off, bending over to display his sexy butt and the pretty little puckered hole between his ass cheeks.
They finished drying off, got dressed, and went to find the thin man. He'd just finished mopping the floor in the women's locker room. Here, I'll let you out.
He unlocked the gym's main door and held it open for them. Y'all be careful.
Uh . . .
Andy was pretty sure he was blushing. Beside him, Steve was grinning. Thanks . . .
Kinda relieved the boredom.
There was a twinkle in the thin man's eye. And it gives me something to tell the wife.
He grinned again. That'll get her horny as hell.
Andy and Steve took an elevator—a steel and glass cylinder inspired by a 1950s science-fiction film—to Andy's and Pete's