Date: Tue, 4 Jan 2022 22:28:14 -0500 From: D Alexander Stewart Subject: New in Atlanta When I first came to Atlanta in the summer of 2015 I knew almost no one. Back a long time before, I had spent a few weekends partying but ... years later ... Anyway, I had interviewed well and looked forward to a good career here. So, I put most of my things in storage and packed up my car with what I knew I would need most. Since I wasn't too sure of where in the city I'd want to live, I booked myself in to a weekly hotel not too far from work at the edge of downtown. For the first few days, it was interesting to realize I was staying in a place full of dealers and sex workers ... certainly made for some interesting late night conversations and scenery! Meanwhile, I checked in to work. I passed through HR and got all my forms done, got my new ID. My department chair was still out of town so the departmental secretary showed me around, got me my keys, my class schedule, and showed me my office. I'd started bringing in what little of my office stuff I'd brought with me in what was largely an empty building (summer session over, fall yet to begin) Not long after I was given my office keys and started to set things up, I had a knock on the door. I told the knocker to come in. He stepped in; a very good looking Black man roughly my age, nicely built, neatly trimmed beard, laughing eyes, a little shorter than me ... Our eyes met for half a moment as he introduced himself: Keith, the IT guy for my division and he was supposed to make sure everything was working for me. I explained I was Alex, newly arrived from Virginia to teach in the department ... We chatted non-consequential stuff as we went over the basics and he told me where to find him if I needed anything I didn't think too much about it (well, beyond thinking he was quite cute but undoubtedly straight) and went back to setting up my office. Well, I probably should have checked some more things as, once I'd set up my computer, I couldn't get online .... So I headed to his office with my laptop and knocked. Here, I saw that he'd decorated his walls with framed comic books and similar nerdy art -- IT people! Are they all like that? Anyway, I explained the problem and we opened my laptop ... and pretty quickly got everything working while making more meaningful conversation. At first, mostly on the comics and stuff; I'm not especially into that but a lifetime in nerdy precincts means I can make casual conversation. He asked if I had ever gone to DragonCon and I had to admit I never heard of it (I had only been back in the US a few years and hadn't been in the area). He told me what it was, suggested I should check it out in a few weeks and then we got on the subject of what we did in our non-work times ... and I had to admit that I knew basically no one in the city save those who'd hired me and the people in HR who'd had me fill in forms. "If you're interested, you should come out with me after work" he said and ... well, having utterly no social life beyond chatting with the crackheads in the weekly hotel, I agreed. Anyway, end of work day, who pops in my door, asks if I'm still interested ... and sure, I say, so we leave and head to a nearby bar that he recommends. We get burgers and chat. Mostly normal stuff that you talk about if you're approaching middle age and trying to start a work friendship. Keith says that he's divorced since 4 years and that thekids are with their mother but he sees them regularly, shares custody (they are in middle school). At this point I'm also relatively recently out of a relationship (I carefully avoid gendering my ex at this point so as not to out myself; ha!) and we bond over being middle aged and single. "At least," I say, "Atlanta seems to have a lot of singles." (it was something that had encouraged my acceptance of the job;that and being in a gay friendly diverse city) "Yeah, but how to meet?" "Dating apps?" I suggest "Yeah but there are so many ... which ones have you tried?" I say, "match, tinder, grindr, scruff, a few others but most of them are either full of flakes or people who want to get married tomorrow" (I notice he didn't blink at the last two; immediate thought is straight guys might not catch that). "How about you?" "Mostly the same and you're right. I don't want to get married again, at least not any time soon, and flakes are not my scene." "So what is?" And, maybe it was because I had had a beer but I did a bit of a double take when he answered, "Well, I'm definitely more male oriented" "Really?" "Yeah, is that wrong?" "No," I shake my head, trying not to smile too obviously, "I can totally relate to that." "Really?" "Yup, I've been there too," I smile and hope my eyes twinkle. "Bisexual?" "Yes," I nod and he's smiling. "Kinda ..." "That's really cool. I sorta picked that up ..." "Really? How?" I'm honestly a bit taken aback as I'm usually not read that easily and wasn't planning to out myself on my first day (at least not at work). "One of the tabs you had open," he smiles, "when I was checking your internet connectivity was a gay porn site." "Damn,"I shake my head, "outed!" "It's cool, and you're cool,"he sips his beer As you can imagine, from this point, the conversation is very much more charged. He mentions that he's single and looking and ... "I generally prefer white men," he says with a bit of a smile. "Not me!" I laugh. He looks at me oddly. "I mean," I clarify, "I am single. Just not that into white guys." "Yeah? You'll definitely like being in Atlanta .." He's smiling and we're definitely looking at each other in THAT way. "I think I already am," I say "You wanna leave?"he says, "maybe, go somewhere else? I dunno." "Wherever you have in mind!" We pay up and head out the door. He suggests another bar right around the corner. It's got a rainbow flag so I'm up for it. (The first was a very afterwork crowd). As we walk over there, I can feel his eyes on my rear. I slow; he bumps into me and I rub back. When we go in, it's very clear that the scene is one that we're both far too old and not twink enough. But, standing against the wall for a moment as we both seem to realize this, I put a hand on his hip and he moves closer and my hand slides and ... He turns closer, mouth slightly open, "Yes," he says and smiles. So I kissed first and he kissed back and after a long moment as our tongues met, we stopped. "We should get out of here" he says and I agree. "I don't live too far away" I say and we hail a cab, hop in, give him the address and ... well, there's a hand on my thigh and a visible bulge ... but not too much more during the short ride. We get there, I unlock the door and we're inside, making out as we get into the grubby weekly hotel room, tongues dancing, and, soon, we're both getting out of our clothes Our shirts are gone fairly quickly and then I've got him on the couch and he's undoing his fly. I help him get those slacks and boxers off as fast as I can and out comes a nice thick beautiful cock that is clearly happy to see me. I'd guess he's probably eight inches fully erect, slightly longer than mine (though I am thicker) and nicely curved, cut (like mine) ... and looking delicious. I feel I need to have it in my mouth. I slide down so that I can take him in my mouth. The rich velvety feeling is so good as my tongue slides around the head; there's something about the way a cockhead first feels when you get your lips around it, you know? I slide my tongue down his thick shaft, tasting that delicious salty sweetness He moans as I slide my tongue down all the way and I soon have his whole cock inside my mouth I can tell my own cock is fully awake and I undo my pants while I'm sucking on him, "I really want to taste you too" he says and I nod and come sit next to him on the sofa. We kiss briefly and then he bends over and has my cock in his mouth as I moan We're both fully nude and I am definitely admiring his body, He's more muscular than I am and with less body hair (and a darker complexion, of course) "Let's 69," I say and he nods. I lay on my back as he straddles my face. His gorgeous dark brown cock is in my mouth and I can feel his mouth on mine. I take it deep so his tip is beyond the back of my throat. I feel his tight balls on my face. God, I have missed sucking a nice cock ever since the breakup ... My fingers are clutching his smooth round buttocks. I lick down his shaft, suck on his soft fuzzy balls and then lick along his taint, finding his brown eye and licking around it, teasing it with my tongue, making him shiver as the tanginess touches my tongue ... Meanwhile, my own cock is swollen as he sucks on it better than anyone has in a while, taking it in and pleasing it ... he looks up ... turns, "Wanna fuck me?" "Yes, how'd you guess?" I say and he nods and grins. I have (conveniently) some astro glide even if there's plenty of saliva and I rub it on my cock as he lies on his back and puts his legs up ... His brown eyes are locked with my hazel ones and I can see the anticipation; his cock actually pulses. With my left hand, I stroke his cock and guide mine with my right. The tip of my cock just touches his tender hole and he moans. I lean towards him and we kiss deeply as slowly my cock slides into him. I can tell he's no virgin as he spreads easily as I enter him I can feel the tension in his body, I can sense the anticipation in his smooth hole as I go deeper. So tight, so welcoming, so hot; I am soon all the way inside him and we are still kissing. I feel his rockhard cock pressed against my stomach and I keep one hand on it, feeling how excited he is, looking at him under me as we fuck, thinking how sexy he is ... I know we are both so horny and so turned on that it doesn't take long for me to realize that I am heading towards orgasm ... "I am going to cum soon," I grunt and he moans ... It's our first time together and I start to pull out though I swear his tight ass is pulling me deeper into him. I so want to fill his insides with my cum but I do pull out and almost immediately, I feel the first shudders of my orgasm ... hot wet sticky cum explodes out and onto his balls and his erection. He moans and I kiss him hard ... I know he is still hard and I am still so turned on. I am more of a top but right now I know exactly what I want to do ... Barely have I finished orgasming than I push his legs down, straddle him and grab his cumsoaked cock in my eager hands ... "I need you in me, " I say as I guide his erect eight inch cock towards my hole I spread my legs and his cock is touching my hole. I place my hands on my cheeks, spreading them, and then slowly push his tip, slick with my cum, into me. He keeps his hands on my hips as I ride his cock. It feels so good inside me; it has been MUCH too long since I was truly fucked (my ex had been a total bottom) and I hadn't realized how much I needed this ... "God,"he says, "you are so hot!" I try to milk his cock with my sphincter and it works as he goes deeper and gets if anything even larger. I am moaning as he presses into THAT spot and I know my cock is already coming back to life as I feel him in me ... "I am cumming," he says and I slide off him ,,,, and he does .... Cumming all over me like I came on him ... And we both are short of breath as we lay side by side, kissing softly. I stroke his body and he touches mine .... And ... well, we went another less frantic round before we finally drifted off to sleep. In the morning, I woke to find Keith sucking on my cock ... and, as we headed into work, we agree that we should both get tested so we can ... do more. As I step towards my office, I say, ""Louis, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship." (To be continued)