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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?

- Out of the Closet -
Straight Male / 28

Finding Out

A little over a year ago I had sort of a gay affair. It was with a guy that I knew at work. The two of us got along and were friends. He was quite open about the fact that we were ay, but he never tried to hit on me as such.
One day I was over at his place and we talked about it a little, and he admitted that he liked me, and of course I told him that I wasn’t gay. He said how we could always just mess around and some fun just as friends without me being gay. Well, I guess that I was a little intrigued and feeling uninhibited enough, so we got naked and we played around and engaged in some mutual masturbation. It was fun and I didn’t feel threatened by it and he wasn’t at all pushy or anything.
We did this together a couple of times and I enjoyed it well enough. Then he told me how much he liked to have another guy do to in his butt. I was pretty turned on so we did that and I had anal sex with him. Of course he loved it and I was okay with it. After that we had anal sex several more times and to be honest I felt uncomfortable doing that with another guy and I told him that I felt that way.. So we more or less ended our affair but remained friends. Several months later he left for another job. I was actually glad that he did leave.
Now I look back and I am glad that I was able to have that experience and it certainly convinced me that I wasn’t gay. Although I will admit that with the right guy friend I might be tempted to have some non-serious fun.

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# 50439 - by Nick / March 26, 2021
    • - Out of the Closet -
    Bi-Sexual Male / 61

    Surprise At The Beach

    So this happened about 15 years ago when I was living in a large metro area on the east coast.
    Was a warm, sunny Sunday morning and I liked to take my triathlon bike out for training rides very early before most roads and parks got crowded.
    So I found myself in a local public beach where there's a nice ocean path and a large parking field. Also tennis and handball courts. And a good number of folks just use those public areas for tanning either with their own chairs and blankets or just using the park benches.
    Anyway,I stopped for a drink of water and a breather and saw an older man, maybe 60 something, salt and pepper hair, average height and weight, bit of a beer belly. This area has a large eastern europe and russian population and I thought this man was one of them.
    So he comes out of his car, opens the back and begins taking off his outer clothes like lots of folks do and there he is wearing just a white brief swimsuit, like a speedo type. It's funny but lots of these folks wear those tiny suits even the chubby and old folks. Women also wear much younger girls type swimsuits.
    So anyway, this man goes to a bench and sits down, pulls his feet up so his heels are on the edge of the bench and his crotch is right there between his open legs and under his chubby belly. It's now that I see he's not wearing a speedo at all. He's wearing what looks like white fruit of the looms briefs but very thin. So thin that they're almost see through. So thin that I can absolutely see his dark pubes and short but fat dick lying atop a very heavy set of balls.
    I won't say his nuts were like tennis balls, but probably at least like golf balls. LOL
    So I'm basically straight and only have relationships with women but have had a handful of m2m sex meetings over the years. This older guy's showing off like that really got me excited.
    I walked over closer and said good morning and asked if he spoke english and he said he did with a heavy accent. I told him that I couldn't help notice he's an attractive man. He gave me a look that said he knew exactly what I thought was attractive was between his strong looking legs! He said he lived right nearby in a high rise condo and would I like to go there for a cold drink?
    I followed him back to his place and put my bike in his utility shed in the parking garage of his building and we went up to his place.
    As soon as we got inside he walked straight towards the ocean view window and slipped off his briefs. With nothing to hold them his big balls dropped and swung between his legs and his dick started to swell like a four or five inch fat dill pickle.
    He grabbed his dick and said "You like?"
    I dropped to my knees and he took my head in his hands and brought my face to his big nutsack. He held his dick in his hand and said I could have it but first to show him how much I wanted it. I was slobbering all over those big balls and holding his hairy asscheeks when he put a foot up on the coffee table and moved back a little so his hairy anus was exposed. He smelled like suntan lotion and cologne and I started licking his damp asshole like it was sweet pussy.
    His dick was nice and hard now and the cut mushroom head was leaking precum and his dick was all shiny. He rubbed it on my lips and was saying stuff I couldn't understand but I'm sure it was like "Suck my dick and take my load" or stuff like that.
    Anyway, it didn't take long to have him blow about three spurts of cum in my mouth.
    He told me to go to the fridge and get the pitcher of drinks. It was a cold vodka and lemonade kind of drink and we had a couple, then he said I should take off my bike shorts.
    My dick was still half hard and he grabbed one of my asscheeks and said something about what a good fuck I must be. In about a half hour I was leaning over the railing of his balcony looking over the ocean about 20 floors below and he was working that short fat log of his into my ass.
    Think he used some suntan lotion for lube. That fat dick felt so good filling my ass that my dick was throbbing. He took probably ten minutes of fucking slowly then quicker and then grunted and held me tighter as he was blowing off his second cumload in my backside.
    I gave my dick like two strokes and came like a train.
    Cleaned up and had another drink, then we left the apartment. He went back to sunning himself and I went back home with a tingling dick and a slightly sore butt.
    Never told anyone about this incident until now and never saw that guy again but it was a heck of a training ride! LOL

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    # 50436 - by Jack / March 26, 2021
    - Out of the Closet -
    Straight Female / 39

    I Think I Found What I've Been Looking For

    When I was 16 I was in a car accident. I have a noticeable limp, and my lip is scared. I work in supply chain for a plastics company. I'm single, never met a man who wanted to date me. I took a cruise to Mexico and got a little more than drunk and woke up beside a man from Cleveland, Ohio. 22 years older. He was my first. Over the next several years I went on a cruise once a year. I learned how to be nice to older men, I never asked if they were married or not, I never cared. It was for me, not them.

    During this pandemic I met a man one Sunday morning at the diner I go for breakfast. He wanted to talk. He was nice enough, and I was lonely enough and I let him pick me up. We went to his place, an apartment in a high rise with a view of the city skyline. I let him fuck me. I wanted to leave, it was over. But he wasn't over. He had a surprise for me. A girl. She was an unemployed cashier at a used book store, with a black widow spider tattoo on her face. Early twenties. He told me he wanted to watch me eat her.

    Nothing you read, nothing you watch on your computer prepares you for a naked pussy open for you. I remember her smell, it was overpowering. I looked at him, her open pussy and I went down. Her insides were so soft and tender, her clit hard, her vagina leaking juice like no tomorrow. She liked it, I could tell. I liked it, she felt it too. I stopped and looked into her eyes, kissed her on the lips and told her to settle down. I went down on her and ate her until she shook and came.

    The man gave me 50 dollars. I'm not a whore, but I took the money. My first girl. She lives with me know, I get all the pussy I want. I'd rather sleep with her in my arms than some horny old man. She's a woman's girl, not a man's. And for now she's my girl. My pussy. I am not saying I'm sure but I'm thinking I always wanted a girl, but didn't know it.

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    # 50317 - by BA / March 19, 2021
    • - Out of the Closet -
    Straight Male / 50

    Want It So Badly

    I can't stop obsessing over sucking off and rimming a young dominant ethnic guy. Want that cum so bad.

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    # 50274 - by Wifewatcher / March 17, 2021
    - Out of the Closet -
    Straight Male / 31

    Sometimes You Can Be Surprised.

    A few years back I had a bisexual affair with another guy. It’s kind of difficult to say how it got started. We met at a used book store where we would see each other all the time, and we started to become sort of friends.
    The two of us were a lot of like, both sort of quiet, and neither of us had a girlfriend or were in a relationship right then. I suppose that we were both feeling somewhat bored, really.
    One day he invited me over to his place, which a really nice condo. We sat and had coffee and talked. We discussed relationships, and we both agreed how it was difficult to ever find the right person, and how it would be nice just to have a comfortable relationship without it becoming complicated. And while we were talking we were enjoying the male companionship and finding that nice and rather appealing. Somehow the idea that the two of us should get together and have a relationship was sort of out there, although with neither of us wanting to look gay as we weren’t.
    Well, we got together a couple of more times and enjoyed the companionship and finally one day, we managed to somehow agree that it could maybe be discretely more, and we managed to kiss. I had never done that with another guy, but I was surprised that it didn’t seem awkward or strange, but was rather nice. So without actually saying as much, we started having this quiet sort of romantic male-affair. Our getting together was just something that we both looked forward to.
    It wasn’t long before we decided that it would be nice to be naked together and sort of sexual. So we tried that, and calmly engaged in mutual masturbation and that was very enjoyable. After that we would get together at his place and enjoy just lounging around naked together, having coffee and a cigarette. Sex was just a part of that, and we became more adventurous and we tried different things like oral and then we had anal sex. It was felt really good enjoying that together. It felt so rewardingly male.
    So over the next eight months our relationship began to become a regular thing for the two of us, and we liked being “boyfriends.” It was very relaxed and easy. It was just nice being together without a lot of hassles or complications or even worrying if we were being gay or not. We were just friends was all.
    We had been having this affair for just a little over a year when unfortunately the company that he worked for transferred him out to California. Of course that was an enormous disappointment for both of us. So he left and we did stay in touch for a while. But the thing was, as I discovered, in a way I was actually glad that our relationship had come to an end, as I was starting to wonder where it was leading, and if we would end up becoming gay. It had been starting to look like we were headed for having a more permanent type of relationship. We had even talked about becoming roommates. That had been mentioned. It was a nice thought but I wasn’t sure if I wanted to just be with another guy. My basic attraction was still toward females and I actually was beginning to feel like I was trapping myself in something that I didn’t want.
    Still, I looked back on this time very fondly and was glad that I had that to enjoy.

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    # 50268 - by Marc / March 17, 2021
    • - Out of the Closet -
    Bi-Sexual Male / 63

    Really Want It

    So I'm a happy mwm but since working from home thanks to the pandemic I find myself watching much more porn than ever before. I love women and pussy and have never been attracted to men at all. Very disturbing but the fact remains that I get really hard watching the cocks that fuck those women and splash their hot cum loads all over and inside them.
    Have this strong urge to get together with a guy and really pig out on his cock.
    I want to lick and suck his massive low hanging hairy sweaty musky balls.
    Want to lick his taint and his asscrack. Want to really tease and tongue his anus and make him dripping hard and take a good face fucking. Want to feel his dick throbbing on my tongue and drink his delicious salty sweet precum then get a mouthful of thick, creamy sperm.
    Don't know if I can ever act on this urges but really get hard thinking of taking the cock.

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    # 50160 - by Chas / March 11, 2021
    - Out of the Closet -
    Bi-Sexual Male / 38

    I Can't Believe It Actually Happened: I Became A Cock Lover

    I'm a man, and I was born straight. Once upon a time, I couldn't even imagine how anyone could see a penis as sexy. Even my own skinny little dick just looked goofy or gross to me, and the thought of putting another man's meat in my mouth or (god forbid) kissing him was revolting. Women, on the other hand, were attractive and exotic and they made my cock harden up so wonderfully.

    It wasn't until college that I got adventurous and bored and forced myself to jack off to gay porn on a lark. I had to cheat and think of women while I looked at the men in order to get myself hard and cum. At least I had to do that the first couple of times. But the more I did it, the less disgusting and the more appealing the men and their magnificent cocks became. And the harder my dick got while I stroked it for them. And the more explosive my orgasms became. And the less I despised myself and swore I'd never do it again.

    Eventually, I found my dick getting hard all of its own accord at the mere sight or thought of naked men and gay sex. On one level, I worried that my gay masturbation sessions might actually be turning me gay, but on another level I knew (everyone knew) that you were born straight or gay and that was that. So I figured there couldn't be any real harm in it.

    Still, I couldn't totally deny my morphing orientation. I was very aware that I now chose gay porn over straight porn almost all the time, and that I now FELT that penises were sexy, and that I had to be careful to think unsexy thoughts in the locker room. (Though I gave in one time and let myself get embarrassingly erect for the guy in the opposite shower stall; our curtains weren't big enough to cover the full width of our stalls, so that half the time, I had a clear view of his lean, muscled body and his perfect, lazily swaying cock.) At the same time, I couldn't really accept this nascent homosexuality (partly because it was supposed to be impossible). I kept cultivating it and fearing it, both believing and disbelieving that it was real. I didn't want to turn gay and yet...I kinda did. I wanted to go back to being your typical straight guy and yet...I relished cock and muscle too much now to truly want to give them up.

    Romantically, I was still entirely straight, and even today, I mostly am. But the boundaries keep eroding. I still love women, and they still turn me on. But the truth is that my dick prefers men now. It's gotten to the point that I'd rather spend a night sucking cock with a gorgeous man than fucking a gorgeous woman. More than that, I want to kiss that man all over, suck his nipples, get our tongues in one another's mouths, and make tender gay love.

    I guess I'm bisexual, and when I'm not horny, I still think of myself as straight. But I'm as hot for gay sex as any man on earth and that is frightfully delightful fun.

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    # 50105 - by UsedToBeStraight / March 8, 2021
    - Out of the Closet -
    Gay Male / 34

    I Have Had To Admit To Myself I Am A Homosexual

    I got in a car wreck and during my recovery I was put on pain killers. Well after I was recovered from my injuries I was still taking the pain killers, nothing seemed to work getting me off these devils. I got depressed, realizing I was addicted. During this depression I went to a group counseling effort. I met a man there and between conversations he told me he was gay, he didn't look it, and he wanted to show me affection, he offered to give me oral sex.

    The moment was during a rather bad time for me and the next thing I know he is performing oral and manual sex on me and brings me to ejaculation. A victory for him. There were many other encounters, which involved me giving him oral sex and manual sex. It eventually involved anal sex. At that point my disgust with myself caused me to find another therapist, another group. But my addiction to him didn't go away. It got stronger.

    I won't bore you, it's enough to admit that I was involved in this homosexual relationship for years, not weeks. Moving in with him, being the supportive partner, which made me the wife. My addiction to pain killers ebbed and flowed, but did not end. My depression, my addiction, and my homosexual behavior reached a point where I asked to be committed. It was only then that I was weaned off the pain killers, and being away from my partner I was able to find clarity.

    I moved far away, overseas. I have had two homosexual encounters, short term sort of thing. But homosexual. I'm afraid what that means. I work remotely in the mortgage lending business, I am a commercial real estate attorney. And apparently a homosexual. I'm ready to move back and reengage with my partner again. Older, wiser, addiction free, humbler and homosexual.

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    # 50008 - by Matt / March 4, 2021
    - Out of the Closet -
    Transsexual Female / 18

    OUTED BY MOM

    When I was seven years old my parents divorced. I haven't seen my Dad since I was five and I barely remember what he looks like. When I was ten Mom told me that I was supposed to have been a girl and we moved and when we got to the new school she told everyone I was a transgender female. The thing is I thought the whole thing was a fun game. I always enjoyed playing dress-up and role playing games so this was just another one except full time. Mom had been making me grow out my hair for five years so it was down to my waist by then so I already looked like a girl and a lot of people mistook me for a girl but I didn't care. I always thought of myself somewhat ambiguously anyways being interested in both feminine and masculine pursuits. I enjoyed sewing, collecting seashells and Barbie's but I also enjoyed baseball, football and helping the neighbor Mr. Barnes work on his car and collecting "action figures". I was just as likely to make my mom a new dress as I was to be covered in grease. Mom said that if I had been born a girl I'd have been a very feminine Tomboy.

    But it is one thing to have feminine interests mingled in with masculine ones and quite another to change from being male to female. Though on that day when she took me out clothes shopping for a new wardrobe of girl's clothes including some pretty dresses and to get my ears pierced and my hair permed, I stood in front of the mirror at the end of the day looking at a pretty girl looking back at me I felt a tingle between my legs and I liked it.

    I had attended 4th, and 5th grade as a girl in another town and nobody noticed that Mom had changed my birth certificate from male to female simply by using an old typewriter to add "FE" to "MALE." With a name like Drew on my birth certificate no change was needed. I had met both boys and girls with that name. At the beginning of sixth grade Mom sat me down and had a talk with me. I already knew and understood both the mechanics of reproduction as well as the basics of the sex act itself though I was short on some of the details. So I thought that was what Mom was going to talk to me about and that was the general topic of the conversation.

    What Mom wanted to talk to me about was whether or not I might one day want to be a Mommy (she was still running with the idea that I would grow up to be a woman) and broached to topic of masturbation ("everyone does it"). Of course to me it was an awkward topic but Mom was straight forward not beating around the bush which somehow made the conversation more comfortable. She had always been that way. Mom wanted to know if I had started to masturbate yet and more importantly did anything squirt out when I did. When she saw how embarrassed I was about this conversation she switched gears a little and said that it was also normal for boys to have a "nocturnal" emission. And then wanted me to inform her when that might happen. Well I had absolutely no intention of telling my Mom anything at all about such things.

    A few months later just before I turned 12 Mom pulled me aside again for another talk. This time she informed me that she found by the dried semen stains on my sheets that either I had masturbated (which she said was very good for me to do) or I had a nocturnal emission and either way it was an indication that I might be ready to "donate" a sperm sample to a doctor. So she made an appointment and had a long private conversation with the doctor and then I was brought into the exam room and the doctor examined me while I sat naked on the exam table, no gown. He poked and prodded and touched me everywhere and honestly I couldn't tell if any of it was appropriate or not but I trusted the dr. because my Mom was right there. Then he told me he wanted me to go into the bathroom and masturbate into a cup for him and that I could bring a laptop in with me and watch porn while I did it (I later found out this is illegal).

    I jerked off while watching an orgy of two transgender females, two guys and one girl doing all kinds of things I hadn't seen before. I successfully "donated" about a teaspoon worth of fluid that was whitish but not completely white. I had only masturbated in the dark in my bed so I had no idea what the stuff looked like until then.

    After that Mom made appointments for me to go to three different clinics where I would "donate" sperm at each one. We had to fly to two of them and I'd never flown before. That part was fun. one of the places had a stack of dirty magazines for me to look for. I think I was in there for almost two hours.

    When we were done with that Mom had me start taking a bunch of meds. She called them "special vitamins." I found out a year later they were hormones. I noticed after a few months that I had begun growing breasts. I had previously had small "man boobs" though they weren't much trouble but now I had actual breasts with big puffy nipples that ached all the time but in a way that made me like it. I'd also would have sworn that my penis had shrunk bit in that time and hardly ever got hard any more.

    The following year I was supposed to start 7th grade. But in 7th grade they make the boys change clothes for gym and take showers. So I changed schools again this time going to an all girl's Catholic school that had private changing booths and private showers for the girls. It was the same school my Mom had gone to. The idea, as Mom explained it, was to avoid having anyone see what I looked like naked. By the end of 8th grade I had full C-cup breasts and some curves and I had a very feminine sounding voice. I was also really interested in boys which there weren't any at school of course except some of the teachers and only one was interesting looking. There were dances but they were very heavily monitored and nobody could actually have a date. We just simply all went, danced with a variety of boys then left.

    I am very lucky that I already had feminine features. Mom once showed me a photo of Dad in drag from his high school days. He had dressed that way for Halloween one year. In it he had little make-up and actually looked like a girl not just a drag queen. So I was g*fted with good genes.

    Mom had warned me that boys probably wouldn't accept me as an authentic girl and so suggested I avoid school romance. Funny thing is that in my freshman year, a girl who was a junior, two years older than me, started to covertly flirt with me. Since I was certain I had been bi all along I didn't mind at all though thought we should be discrete. Even though I was fairly certain that half the nuns were lesbian, lesbian relationships were not openly tolerated and we were even warned against their evils.

    Her name was Emily and boy was she surprised when she felt me up that first time we had a sleep over at her place. Mom warned me against letting her see me naked but Emily insisted that I would easily fit on her full size bed and we started kissing and feeling each other's tits then her hand went up my dress and that was it. She sat right up with a shocked look on her face. I though at first she was pissed to learn I was a guy but she was really just shocked that I had completely deceived her into thinking I was all girl. But then she just explored my whole body feeling everything and looking at everything and then became fascinated by my soft little penis. The best part was when she sucked on it. I didn't get as horny as I had before the special vitamins but I did get somewhat aroused and feeling a mouth on your dick feels wonderful regardless of your hormone levels. I never got ..(continue confession)

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    # 49965 - by OUT / March 2, 2021
    • - Out of the Closet -
    Bi-Sexual Male / 57

    Does It Exist?

    So a few years ago I was looking at the old craiglist ads and there was a guy who described himself as a fit 30 something who really loved a nice blowjob and cumming in the cocksucker's mouth. He was no recip straight or married and preferred the same but in a cocksucker.
    The thing that set him aside and why I remember was he said he wanted a long edging session.
    He was going to have a bunch of straight porn playing and wanted a cock lover to get between his legs and suck and slurp what he said was massive amounts of precum. He said when he was hot he would drip precum like he was pissing and he wanted someone who really loves to swallow his jizz juice and finally to take his load.
    I wonder if there's any truth to that or if he was just BSing. Are there any guys who really make a ton of precum and can just drain it into a cocksucker's mouth?
    I haven't had m2m in at least 25 years but have a real thing for salty sweet precum and would like to drink it from the tap.

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    # 49912 - by Ray / February 28, 2021
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