After All I Am Gay And I Find That I Need A Professional
OKAY, this is the bottom line. Since I can remember I was always comfortable around gay boys. They were my friends. I never did anything but my friends group were gay boys. As an adult I have been around gay men all my life. I socialize with them but have never gone beyond that. Now I am retired and I find that my friends group is gay men. I never met a woman who did it for me, never married. I will also say that if by chance a gay boy touched me, or a gay man put his arm around me it never turned me off. As far a genitals, I am and always have been attracted to cocks and always circumcised. I cannot find anything appealing about an uncircumcised cock. Do I dream of cock, yes. What do I masturbate to, never about a woman, I cannot see myself with a woman. I have seen women's genitals and i don't get anything out of it, I do like breasts, but full breasts, not little girl breasts.
I know I have the gay gene. I just never acted on it. I decided, that being retired to do something for myself, I had the time and money for it. I chose to go to Rio de Janeiro. I had the name of a man who could fix me up, I wanted to meet a man I would never see again. I am specific about my likes and dislikes, the man has to be worldly, traveled, intelligent, a man of the world so to speak. I also have no interest in some thirtysomething trying to prove himself. A sophisticated man. A man like myself.
This gentleman, who made arrangements to pick me up and get me to my hotel made all the ground arrangements. I met this man at a fine restaurant, eating outdoors of course, and we had a nice chat. An Architect in his fifties. Obvious from the first moment, a top, an Alpha. Took me back as I tend to be assertive, but I was there for the experience and I played along. After dinner he invited me to his place, a penthouse overlooking the bay, very nice, appointed. Fine liquor and wine, fine paintings on the wall. We disrobed, until we were both naked and he told me that he wanted to make me fell comfortable and we should start out on the veranda, all those floors up. He had me hold onto the veranda and adopt the position, he was generous with lube and stuck his cock right in me. All the thoughts and imaginations were shattered in that minute. Why had I waited so long? I knew in that moment that I was never going to be a top, I was where I wanted to be.
The rest of the weekend he showed me around town, the best places to be and be seen. He knew many people and introduced me as a client from out of town. Back at his place things were different. Of course he fucked me, goes without saying. I spent a good amount of time with his cock in my hand and in my mouth. It wasn't until the next day that we got around to kissing and fucking with him between my legs. I was there, where I wanted to be. Looking in my eyes while he fucked me all I could think about why did I wait so long?
I spent a total of four days in Rio, it cost me a pretty penny. This man, an Architect by trade, but a gigolo by profession was not cheap. But he did his part, he was gracious and pushed but not out of bounds. Definitely a top, an Alpha, for sure. And after the evening on the veranda there was no doubt in my mind that was fine with me.
Truthfully I have not met another man here who can hold a candle to this man. I know he is a professional, but if only? But no luck so far. I have met a man who I went with but he was a disappointment. I just could never let go and surrender myself like I did in Rio. I know that a return trip will not be the same, so when things become clearer I may make a trip to Italy, this man who fixed things up for me in Rio promises that Rome has a man who can make me remember more than the Colosseum.
