I suppose that you could say that this is part three of my "Trilogy" of first times. However, like my previous two stories, it was a huge step for me and completely unforgettable. The night that I have written about marked a "point of no return" for me; a point that had I never dreamed of taking but one that I have never regretted.

To pick up from my last story (of a few months ago), after Rick and Steve had given my ass such a pounding, I received a call from Rick, asking to meet me for a drink. I was a bit surprised at this since all of our previous meetings had been expressly for the purpose of sex. However, I readily accepted and we met at a bar close to Rick’s house. After a few minutes of small talk, Rick came directly to his point, "You know that I'm doing two other guys besides you, don't you?" I nodded; Rick had told me this before. I didn't mind for a number of reasons. First, I'm not the jealous type. Second, I knew that Rick was as careful as I was about staying safe, and, finally, because of Rick's intense sex drive I knew that I would be hard pressed to accommodate him as often as he wished.

Rick continued; "You know that my business takes a lot of my time?" Again, I nodded. Rick was the sole owner of a small engineering company that employed nearly twenty people and he was quite successful at it. "This is how it is," Rick said, "I don't have the time to be going out every night looking for what I need and the other two guys that I'm fucking are both just chicken asses. (Rick's word for younger guys!) I'm going to ask you plain and simple: How would you like to move in with me?"

Wow! I was absolutely shocked, as I had never contemplated anything like that. Although I initially had concerns, Rick answered all of them. For example, I did not want to sell my own house and I definitely needed to have my own life. In the two hours that we talked we reached full agreement. I would move in to Rick’s spacious house with our rooms being at opposite ends of the structure (Rick has an absolutely huge ranch style house). In addition, I would keep my own house and pretty much still have my own life with one exception: Rick and I were going to become each other's sole partners for sex.

This was a big step for both of us. However, we agreed that monogamy definitely had an upside for us and that the sex we had been having for the last few weeks was more than worth it. We then agreed to another step: Rick could now dispense with condoms and I would accommodate him "bareback". For a lot of other guys, I can see that this is no big deal but to both Rick and I this was a major step. I suppose that, eventually, the years force a bit of maturity on some men. This was the case with Rick and I. Both of us have been relatively successful (I am a Senior Director in a large company here in Atlanta) and both of us see no reason to equate fucking with suicide. At any rate we decided that after living together for at least two months we would ditch the condoms.

The two months passed quickly. Shortly before the end of