Coming out of the closet is never an easy thing to do. Where you forced out by an unfortunate circumstance? Did you come out on your own terms. What and how did you finally come out? To who?

What The Hell

It was last summer, the sun was out, a nice lazy day. There is a spot I like, a lake, secluded and picture perfect. I was annoyed to find someone else was there. He waved and I felt it rude not to walk over. Upon reaching him the first thing I noticed was his cock, it hung from his flies like a truncheon almost to his knees. He said that he welcomed the company and would I like to join him. I sat along side him my eyes studying his dick. Casually he asked if there was anything wrong. I remember blurting out, 'that's a truely magnificent cock you have there'. He smiled, reached out and grabbed my hand placing it on his penis. I looked him in the eyes and found myself gently stroking it. I slid my hand under it to gauge the weight, it was some serious meat. He asked if I would give him oral, I looked round, 'why not'. My head dropped and licked the smooth flesh then at the tip my mouth opened and for the first time I was a cock sucker. I greedily and enthusiastically felt the whore overcome me. I unleashed his dick and he removed my pants. I awaited my fate on all fours and felt his hands on my hips. It must have been some effort to line himself up to my arsehole without help but line it up he did. 'ARRRRH'. He pushed and I accepted, my first cock. He established a steady rhythm fucking me doggystyle making me his bitch. I felt like he was going to split me in half and then a pulsating feeling, he emptied himself in my ass. He withdrew his mating stick and I felt his spunk run down my thigh. I was gaped by that man that had seduced me and broken me. I lay on the grass after experiencing gay sex, a little sore but what's a bitch to do.

  • My Best Friend Is So Hot

    I have confessed before that while I love having sex with my wife that I have recently found out that I love cock. I had my first one not too long ago, and I’ve had some since then and I enjoy it very much.

    I used to be turned on by watching gay porn, but now I find myself actually finding everyday men in the grocery store or convenient store attractive. I look at their bodies and I can appreciate them.

    So now that I have a more heightened sense of hot men around me. I’ve started noticing some of my friends and in particular my best friend. We have been friends since we were teenagers and we’re in each other‘s weddings and we pretty much know everything about each other. We both are married to attractive women and from everything he tells me his sex life is great and mine is too with my wife.

    But let me describe to you what my best friend looks like. He is 6’6” tall and weighs 228 lbs. (yes, I know the exact number because he tells me all the time and he is very into staying healthy.) he has black curly hair and to be quite honest his body is absolutely perfect. He has always had a naturally attractive male body, but he works out several times a week.

    We always change and undressed in front of each other, and I never thought anything about it until now. But dear God. When he takes his shirt off and staring right at me are his perfect peck, muscles and chiseled, arms and hairy chest and flat stomach,. I have come to realize that he is gorgeous.

    He wears boxer briefs, and when he’s changing, I can see his big bulge even when he is soft. The other day, I went by his house and he was coming out of the shower because he had worked out earlier that afternoon and he walked in to the living room, where I was sitting naked Just to be funny, but his penis was about half hard and it was everything within me not to drop to my knees and beg him to let me run my tongue all over him.

    Him and I talk about a lot of things and there are some secrets. I know about him that his wife does not know. And he knows pretty much everything about me except for this one little thing.

    The Sex Is Great With Wife But Cock Is Amazing

    I’ve been married for over 20 years. She is still crazy sexy and we enjoy a robust sex life. About 6 years ago my wife thought it would be fun to watch porn while we had sex. She liked watching couples and liked getting ideas from what we watched. I had always watched porn on my own but it always featured women or at least the woman was the main attraction. I thought watching porn would get my wife to fantasize about fucking another man, but she didn’t really get into that.

    However, I started to notice that while mine and I were having sex and watching porn that I was getting just turned on by watching the man as I was the woman. This lead me to watching gay porn on my own, particularly amateur married guys sucking each other. It got to the point that I was constantly thinking about sucking a man’s dick.

    I found a sex ad site and started talking to other men and eventually I got the courage to actually meet someone. He owned a tanning salon and I met him in one of his tanning booth rooms. He was older than me, and it was so hot seeing him sitting there with his dick out, waiting for me to suck him. You could hear the customers, mostly women in the other rooms listening to music while they tanned.

    This guy had a smaller cock which was perfect for a newbie like me. I got on my knees and lit his cock kn my mouth. It was my first cock and I wasn’t really sure if I would like it. BUT about 30 seconds in I knew that I was hooked. He was moaning and telling me that I was a great cocksucker and that he was surprised that this was my first time. He was also married.

    Finally, he told me that he was going to cum and we had agreed for him to cum on the floor but I was so turned on that he had him cum in my mouth. As soon as he came, I got up, walked out the door to my car and drove away.

    All the while I had his cum swishing on my mouth. Right before i got home I swallowed it. It was the best!! I love sucking dick more than anything. Who knew? But it’s amazing.

  • Evolved To Appreciate What I Was Missing A Nice Young Man's Affections

    Different times, different places. I traveled heavily for much of my career and relied on friendlies to drain me. Most all were pay to play, but from time to time one was in it for the adventure. And so it was in a far off country where a friendship developed.

    Although I had indulged in the lady boy experience, here was a young man of interest. What about him excited me is a mystery, but I had strong desires to kiss him. And with that desire was slurping on his hard cock as I did with the lady boys in Thailand. His response was also urgent, the blood ran hot, time stood still, I sucked his cock and fed him mine, and we ended with my cock in him.

    Well, I sat back and asked myself. What is it, is it different because he's not half boy, half girl? Is it different kissing him, and rubbing his chest, no tits there to pinch and squeeze? Is it different his face not smooth, a bit if stubble to deal with? What's the difference, really?

    I gave into my new found passion, found the young men attractive. Here and there, across the continents, boy clubs were everywhere. And, a good hard cock, in my hand and mouth, and slipping and skidding around naked, with a triumphant good ass fucking, that's living. That's what has my attention, as I walk on and off an airplane. Gone are the days of pretty girls, uplifted tits and hot pussy.

    Manhandled

    I must confess although married for many years...I hide behind a women and let her bring home men...men with big thick dicks and I hide and watch her suck and fuck them and afterwards I get to suck there cum out of her pussy and I want to confess I love it and also my favorite movie is Deliverance I especially like the gay r**e scene and I confess I would want to be the that squeals like a pig

  • Pent Up Sexual Frustration

    If you are uneasy with real life, then move on.

    By real life, I'm talking about what actually happens, not the poet's version. I was born female, in 1984. I was raised in a home that had purpose. All my life I was indoctrinated with my purpose. Grow up, find a husband, have children.

    I broke from that later in college when I decided that I would not marry the chosen one, and pursue a graduate degree. This caused a break with my mother that has never healed. I decided after my Master's to pursue a doctorate in my field. That's when my father put his foot down. No husband, no money. I married a guy from my master's program, he married me for the money. I was never in love with him. But I have two children.

    Of the two of us I bring home the money. He is a part time adjunct professor. It's an inverted marriage, and not what my mother ever wanted for me. At forty I flirted with another woman, gave into it and broke it off because it was leading my marriage to ruin. It drove a break with my husband. We are together for the children, and he is together for the money.

    In sum, I am totally sexually frustrated. I never had any satisfaction with my husband. It was always, at best, bad acting. My short affair with that woman was my first ever sexual release, I really got off to it. Multiple orgasms. Looking forward to sex. I masturbate myself in the shower. I don't use any penetrating toys, it's clitoral stimulation. I don't want a 'dick' in me. I want a hot tongue licking me. Two breasts, a pretty face, a slit between her legs. That's what turns me on. A beard, big shoulders, a dick do nothing for me.

    Discovering Homosexuality, A Gay Man With A Lesbian Wife

    This story is about giving in to feelings I harbored all my life, either suppressed them, or made up a thousand excuses. I was 39, married for 12 years, two children, a career that was growing. I earned enough that my wife stayed home. She was a girl who for most of her teen years was encouraged by her family to become a nun, not pretty, self centered. Far more sexually inhibited than I was. We were both virgins. For much the same reasons.

    I was unhappy with that part of my life.

    I traveled on an unexpected emergency to a foreign country. I was there to deal with a serious corporate issue, but not making contact with the local office. I stayed in a central hotel, far away from the plant and offices. At night, I became wrestles because of the meetings I had to attend the next day, and wrestles in general. I asked the front desk if there was a quiet bar near by within walking distance. I said, but the clerk misinterpreted my request, a quiet bar where a man didn't have to deal with women.

    The bar was quiet, and very dark when I went in. I took a seat at the bar and ordered a Scotch, straight and watched the other men there in the bar mirror. It was 100% businessmen. I thought I saw a man embrace another man, then at the bar two men sat and they were very friendly. I left my place to use the bathroom and when I walked through the bar that was now getting quite full I realized I was in a gay bar, for men only.

    I wanted to watch so I got up from the bar and moved to a small table facing the door. The bar was packed and here and there a man put his arm around another man, here and there their faces came together. Here and there men held hands. I was lost in thought, in a way uncomfortable, and in another excited. A man came over and asked if he could share the table with me. He asked me a lot of questions. I told him I was from out of town and the desk clerk had recommended the bar for me.

    I left with him. He owned an apartment in a high rise and we went there. Along the walk he put his arm around my shoulders. At his apartment, which was very nice, masculine but not over the top. Art work on the walls, everywhere, but the theme was obvious. Some pictures here and there, there were no women displayed. He got me a drink and we stepped out onto the patio to overlook the city. I had made up my mind that I would let this go where it went. When he put his arm around my shoulder I leaned in, and he asked me if I was open to having sex. It was that straight up.

    He knew, and I later confessed that it was my first time. HG started with a kiss on the lips, to see if I would back out. It seems that it's a form of litmus test. The other taking a dick in your mouth. I did both. I kissed and took his dick in my mouth. I had never felt desire like I felt it that night, we were soon on his bed, I let him make love to me, I held his dick in my hand and didn't let go. He spent a long time with me, kissing me a lot, my eyes closed when he did and I accepted that, when he put his dick back against my cheek I opened my mouth for it. When he took my dick in his mouth I felt butterflies in my stomach, when he told me he was going to use some warm goo in my ass I let him stick his finger in all the way. And the test of tests, I let him stick his dick in me, all the way and fuck ne until he was satisfied. For the first time in my life I felt right with sex. This is what I had been missing.

    It turns out that my wife was a suppressed lesbian. It took a little longer for her allow herself to engage in a romantic sexual relationship. She dealt with a lot of guilt, whereas I embraced it. Two homosexuals, who now worked on an open marriage. Secret lives kept from our children. We don't combine our sex lives, in that we are private. I continue to enjoy casual relationships, except now I have experience. She had a close partnership with a another woman, she seems to need that closeness. We are different, I want the marriage, she needs the marriage, I make the money, she spends it.

    Trying My Wings While I'm Single

    I admit that I was pretty scared of sex. Specifically being intimate, a man looking at me, letting him do 'that' to me. It was only later that I became intimate, not with a man, a woman. She is my boss, I was a new hire. She declared herself to me, that she was a lesbian and that she felt like we could like each other.

    I sat there, listened, looked at her, and said I would like that. The whole girl thing really charged me, and actually engaging with her. It was dark, in her bedroom, she was agreeable to walk me through the paces. I did reach orgasm.

    But, she was my boss and I got cold feet. One Friday, after I had put a stop of it, she asked me to go with her to nude dance club. All the girls get naked, lots of ass and titties, you can kiss anyone, or just lay back on a couch and let women service you. I went, to see it, I didn't really believe her. But all the girls got naked, including us, we opted to shower before dancing. So many women, so many bare bottoms, some totally waxed and shaven, some never shaved anything. Young like me, older like my boss. She treated me, the club is expensive.

    I saw girls in orgasm, maybe already grammas licking girls. All naked, no name, no j*welry, anonymous or with pet names. My head was spinning, being eaten by my boss in a public setting.

    I had to decide, be my boss' plaything, or walk away from her. She can afford what I never dreamed of. I decided that being her employee exposed me, I assumed she was immune because of her position.

    At my apartment I net a guy in my building who offered to help me with my groceries. I thought about it before inviting him to stay and I would fix dinner. I told him I had only been with a woman, so if he tried anything he needed to go easy. Sex was different, a lot more sexually possessive, but he went easy on me, even asked permission for penetration.

    I'm dating him now, I've thought several times telling him of the club my boss took me. But I think he will think I'm crazy,

    Love My Cum

    I've had covid 3 times . The first time I lost my taste for 2 weeks.
    I didnt feel sick so I continued watching porn and edging. I love tasting alittle milky precum before I cum hard.
    I realized I couldn't taste my nut juice .
    So I got real curious about my entire load.
    So I used my cockring and some awesome porn to edge for about 2 hrs.
    Building up a huge load. Now that I can't taste anything is a perfect time to slurp up my load. I squirted about 8 nice thick ropes of cum in my hand so it stays warm. It was really thick. I quickly licked the entire puddle of sperm out of my hand and held it on my tounge. First time for a full load. I loved it.
    After that time I want my loads to be even bigger so I hold off for about 2 weeks before a good edging and cum eating session.
    Anyone else. Hit me back with your stuff

  • It Took A Couple Of Tries Before I Learned What Made My Heart Sing

    My first job was working in the mall in food service, behind the counter. The place has a lot of gays working in the food court. I became friends with Alonzo and he introduced me to his gay friends. I got along well with Alonzo and when he changed jobs he took me with him.

    After working in the food court Alonzo got a job working nights for an anchor store, putting out merchandize, unboxing, and straightening out the displayed apparel. He got me on, it paid better, but it was nights. At night we hid in the warehouse and he wanted blowjobs. We were caught on camera and fired.

    I decided that I would go to college. I met a girl and we became friends. She was an Army brat and quite assertive. She said that she had wanted to go Army but an injury when she was a child kept her from joining. She liked to have sex, she said she had been having sex since she was in puberty. She was always 'in command' and I was the 'girl next door' for her.

    She was open and unapologetic about being lesbian. I suspected that the reason she wasn't taken in the Army was because of her orientation. Or rather, her insistence of letting everyone around her know that she was. I spent my years at college as the girlfriend, I played the role of being the girl next door, and she was my 'commander'.

    When I got out of college I wanted something different and I went to work for my aunt in her bed and breakfast. It wasn't a college job, but it allowed me to put some distance between me and 'the commander'. I had pretty much outgrown that behavior and when I met Dustin I was all over him. After a year we got married.

    After I had my child I got into another lesbian sexual affair with a nurse in training. Like 'the commander' she was assertive and liked me being the girlfriend. It was now old school for me and I played the role out for her. I figured out all on my own that I liked bossy women. Part of my problem with Dustin is that he isn't bossy, more of a conciliator, always tying to find ways to make everyone happy.

    After a while, of not having sex with Dustin, he suggested we separate. We got divorced later.

    I'm unapologetically lesbian. I know that now and I prefer a 'commander' type as opposed to a 'loving wife' type. Someone has to be the boss, and that's what I'm attracted to. Kissing their feet, doing the laundry, changing the baby. If I wasn't lesbian I would have made a good wife for some Alpha male.