1996 was a big year for me. I was fresh off of a divorce and in a bit of a slump.

I was an assistant manager at local Blockbuster, and one of the other assistants Cory and I had become work friends.

We decided we'd hang out outside of work sometime, but first he wanted me to know he was gay and had a partner.

I was a little shocked, figured I would have picked up on that, but I told him it honestly didn't bother me. People love who they love, right?

This next Saturday we both had off, we decided we'd go to a bar, have a few drinks, and maybe play some pool. Typical Saturday for 20 something's.

So I arrived at Cory's apartment, his partner Jayson was still in the midst of getting ready. But got a brief introduction. As we were waiting, Cory admitted the bar we were going to was a Gay Bar, Grayham's.

Honestly I was nervous at first. But then it hit me that there would be no women there for me to hit on and get shot down, and after my recent divorce I liked the idea of no expectations. So I said cool.

I had seen To Wong Foo and Priscilla Queen of the desert, so I thought I knew what to expect. But I had no idea what I was getting myself into.

In some respects Grayham's was your typical bar. Darts, pool tables, and a wrap around bar. But there was a small stage and a group of tables off to the opposite side.

It was bigger and more crowded then I expected for the size town we live in. It was still early, but the pool tables were already taken so we went up to the bar until one opened up.

Everyone seemed to know each other. So I was spotted as 'new' right away. Over the next hour was one of the strangest experiences of my life.

Before arriving, I was glad there were no women for me to hit on. Little did I know, this was because I was now the cute girl at the bar.

I was being hit on right and left. Drinks offered, winks from across the bar. It was nuts. And while at first it made me slightly uncomfortable, I began to feel flattered, and even slightly aroused.

Finally a pool table opened up. Cory, Jayson and I moved over to one in the back. Didn't realize it was because the drag show was about to begin. I had never seen one in person.

Cory and Jayson weren't interested, so I told them I'd be back in a few. No way I was gonna be this close to a show and not at least watch some of it.

On the way over I was passed by what I could only describe as a shaved bear in a small slinky dress. The biggest gym rat I have ever seen in the smallest dress that didn't just disintegrate over those huge muscles.

He wasn't tucking. But he wasn't packing either. There was a small bulge I could see. As he passed, I couldn't help to turn around. I was surprised though when he did the same.

The music was starting, so I turned back around to catch the show. Cher walked up a small set of stairs and to the mic to announce tonight's performers.

Of everyone that was announced I was mostly interested in a skit with Ginger and Maryanne from Gilligan's Island.

I stepped back to let a couple walk past me, and thought I bumped into a wall. To my surprise, it was the burly guy in the dress.

When I turned around, I was mesmerized by the bulging muscle under the silkiest dress. It was a contrast of manly man and girly girl.

"I can't help it." He said."I love how it feels on my skin."

I rubbed my fingertips over his abs. The soft cloth over what felt like a brick wall.

"I like how it feels on your skin too." I replied.

I had no idea where those words had come from. I'd had two beers, and was clear headed. So I thought. But something about this guy had my head fuzzy.

Judy Garland was on stage, 'Somewhere, Over the Rainbow'...

"Would you like to dance?" He asked me.

"I, ah..yes. Actually."

I expected he'd want to lead, but I realized that was left for me. It was a slow dance, mostly just swaying back and forth. He had put his hands on my shoulders. And I couldn't believe the weight of his arms.

My hands kept rubbing over his sides and hips. The silkiness and the muscles underneath. I hadn't realized how close we were until I realized I had a hard on that poked up. It took me a moment to realize the tip of my cock was rubbing against his balls.

This realization stiffened me up. And I was nearly overwhelmed with embarrassment.

"It's ok," he said. "Honestly, it's nothing to be embarrassed about."

We both looked down and I could see he was hard too.

It wasn't a tent pole. But bigger than before and noticable. I suddenly found myself wondering what it looked like. This man, big man, wasn't hung like you see in porn. And the contrast in body to cock size was just as interesting to me as his muscles and silky dress.

"Your right," I said. And I pulled him closer to finish out dance.

I think my reversal in demeanor surprised him. But I could tell he was delighted. It wasn't long before my hands slipped from his hips to softly rubbing his ass.

I could feel his cock up against my belly. And I'm sure he felt mine against his balls like earlier.

"Did you want to get out of here?" He asked.

I suddenly remember Cory and Jayson.

"Can you give me a min?" I asked.

He smoothed out his dress, and said sure. And I gestured id be back in a moment.

As I reached the pool table, I could see Cory was smiling. He'd seen me dancing and shoos me away.

He wasn't hard to spot, he was at least 4 inches taller than anyone else in the crowd. I ran my hand down his back and he turned around.

"I'm Steven, by the way," I told him.

"Brandon."

He took my hand and led me through the crowd.

I don't know what I was expecting him to drive but it definitely wasn't the old VW van. And I would never have guessed it would have been pink and white.

He was parked all the way in the back. And the slide door was on the side of the wall. It was dark and quiet back there. And I was surprised he went for the slide door. I had honestly thought that we were leaving.

He had bent over to move something in the back of the van and I noticed his dress slide up revealing the bottom of his ass. I then saw his balls they were mostly tight but hung a little.

I reached out and cupped them with my hand. Brandon stiffened for a brief second, but then relaxed and leaned back towards me.

His dress popped the rest of the way up, exposing his full ass. And I could see his tight little hole.

I rubbed it with my thumb as I still cupped his balls. And I could feel a shockwave go through him. He let out a deep moan.

He suddenly turned around. He literally picked me up and sat me down in the back of the van. His strength was incredible.

Now seated, he unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts. I lifted myself up slightly as he pulled them down.

My cock was standing straight up.

And he said "Thank God, a big boy."

There was more enthusiasm in those words then I had ever heard from a woman. I was turned on more now than I had ever been in my life.

He lowered himself down, licking the precum off the tip of my dick. And he licked his lips before wrapping his tongue around the head of my cock.

I both froze and melted. As his mouth went down my shaft. I'm positive my eyes crossed as I let out moan after moan. This had to be the most incredible feeling of my life.

It had barely been a min when I felt the tingle in my balls, I warned him I wasn't going to last. This only seemed to entice him more. The speed and depth had me dizzy. And he jammed my cock deep in his throat as I pumped what felt like gallons of cum into him.

I was a puddle in the back of that van. My cock twitching in his mouth. Eagerly waiting for every drop of my seed. Milking me to what felt like the edge of death.

I was fully soft again before he let me slip from his mouth. He crawled up next to me and laid down.

"Sorry," I said. "I don't know why, I've never last so short before."

"Don't worry so much," he said. " We'll just try again next time."

"Next time?"

"If you want," he said.

"I want," I said.