My hot married bisexual neighbor

Several years ago, when I lived in Newport, I got my fishing gear together when my neighbor walked over. Frank was in his late 20s and was about 6’ tall. He and his wife, who was pregnant, came over to introduce themselves not long after moving in - lovely folks. Anyway, Frank and I developed a friendship, and we went fishing every chance we got. This was one of those times.
We stopped at the beach, dug some small sand crabs for bait, and headed to a place he knew. You had to park off the main road, and then you had to walk a couple of hundred yards to get to the water. We fished for a couple of hours when we decided we’d had enough and headed back to the truck. Once there, I had to piss, so I took out my cock and started to pee. He followed suit, and I was quite surprised to see his nice cock. It was as big soft as I was hard, and that’s just a little under 6”.
I was looking at it and said, “That’s nice. Bet your wife likes it.” “She used to, but since she’s been pregnant, she won’t even touch it,” Frank said. “No hand job, blowjob, or anything?” I asked. “Nope,” he replied. I shocked him by what I said next. “I could probably help you out with that if you like. And if not me, maybe my wife, she likes fucking new cocks from time to time.” He just stared at me and said, “Really?” My reply was, “Yea, I like sucking cock as much as eating and fucking pussy, and I’d like to taste you, but I’m sure once my wife sees that nice cock of yours, she’d want to ride it all night.”
I had walked closer as I was telling him that and reached out for his cock. He didn’t stop me, so I touched his cock. As I held it in my hand, it slowly started to grow. The longer I held it, the harder it got, and with half a minute, he was rock hard, and that cock of his must have been at least 9” long but not real thick. As I slowly stroked it, I said, “Want me to stop, or you want me to ask my wife if she wants to ride it?” He said, “No, I don’t want to wait that long.”
I bent over slightly and licked his cock head. Then I slowly took it in my mouth. What a nice tasting piece of cock meat he had. I slowly worked my way down his shaft until I had about 4” in my mouth. He had leaned against the truck and said, “Man, that feels so good.” I raised up and said, “I haven’t even started yet. That’s just a sample. You sure you want me to keep sucking?” I slowly took him back into my mouth and licked the underside of his cock head. I sucked and swallowed as much of his cock as I could, and that was a little over half of it. I was bobbing and sucking slowly at first and then would speed up and swallow it and just hold his cock in my throat. I’d run my tongue over his cock head and then suck just the head. I was really enjoying this. After about 5 minutes, I realized that we had been fortunate that no one else had driven by because they would have seen me giving him a blowjob, and neither of us wanted that.
I stopped and reluctantly removed his cock from my mouth. I told him we needed to get in the truck and close the doors to finish what I started. He was in the car in no time at all. Once there, I pulled his still hard cock out of his pants and began sucking it again. I raised up and said, “You want to head home while I finish, or you want to wait?” “I’ll wait. I don’t think it will take very long for you to finish seeing how it’s been a few months since I’ve had sex.” “Before you cum like me, know so I can get ready,” was all I said as I immediately swallow his cock again and start bobbing and sucking. I sucked hard and then slowly, and within about 2 minutes, he said, “I’m going cum.” I had just enough time to raise up to his cock head when I felt the first of several intense spurts hit the top of my mouth. I kept stroking and sucking him as his cock pulsed and pulsed and pulsed. I swallowed three times before he finally finished cumming. I was able to drink every bit of his bittersweet cum. I loved it! I kept sucking on him just to make sure I got every drop. To my surprise, his cock never got soft. That was OK with me.
I raised up and said that we should be heading home. It would take us about 30 minutes to get back. Once we were on the road, I reached over and started rubbing his cock through his pants. Once I realized that he wouldn’t stop me, I unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. I leaned over and swallowed it. He had a little cum on this cock head. I sucked and bobbed his juicy cock and swallowed as much as I could. “That feels so good. Better than my wife does. She really doesn’t like blowing me and has never swallowed my cum. Always jerks me off when I get ready to cum and immediately washes her hands.” I just sucked harder, and before we were halfway home, I felt his cock harder even more and swell, and then I felt it pulse. Once again, I was getting a mouth full of his warm cum. Several more times, his cock pulsed, and with each pulse, he spurted another load of cum in my mouth. He seemed to cum, even more, this time than the last, and I was loving every drop of it.
After what seemed like 5 minutes but was really only about a minute, his cock stopped pulsing and finally started to soften. I kept sucking on it just to ensure, once again ensure I got every drop of his cum. When he was entirely soft, I raised up and said. “I sure hoped you enjoyed that as much as I did.” His reply was, “I probably enjoyed it more.” I stuffed his soft cock back in his pants and zipped his zipper.
When we got home a few minutes later, we unloaded the gear, and each headed home. Hopefully, there will be other fishing trips that we can enjoy together, or maybe my wife would like to join us.