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I'm A Married Fa**ot Part II

My first entry is just a few posts below but I thought I'd expand on my story.

I'm married with kids and recently I discovered that I identify as a fa**ot (I don't consider myself gay). Several years ago I found a website where people post nude pictures of themselves or others for certain amount of time (5 min, 30 min, 1 hour, etc). Others can extend your time or even comment on your pictures. I don't know why, but I decided to post a nude picture of myself (without face). I was so scared but so turned on! I also found out that I got off taking nude pictures of myself. Early on, I would only post my pic for maybe 10 or 15 minutes then eventually I started to post for a few hours. As I got more comfortable with this I wanted to push my boundaries so I posted a full frontal nude picture, including face! The thrill was such a turn on. Then the unthinkable happened. Someone downloaded my pic and reposted it on the site. I had no control! Anyone could now see it, extend the exposure time, or download it! All I could do was wait out the time. Once the pic expired, I vowed never to post my face again. I didn't post again for a long time but eventually I did. I quickly learned that I was addicted to exposure, exposing myself to strangers. I also discovered that I liked being degraded and humiliated. I liked being called a "f*g", having my penis size laughed at, or even having my body degraded. I became bolder and bolder and eventually started posting myself to "exposure rooms" on certain social media platforms. Hundreds and even thousands of people saw my nude pics. It was so thrilling but always scary. If ever this became known to my family or friends it would ruin my life. Someone on the exposure room contacted me. They had seen my pics and liked them. Wanted to know more about me. This person is now my master and I expose myself exclusively to him, sending him more humiliating and degrading pics. I have now started sending him videos of me masturbating and ejaculating. I regret what I have done afterwards but always go back as I crave exposing myself.

My wife does not know I do this but I as I feel more and more as a Fa**ot I secretly want to tell her. Since I almost always prematurely ejaculate when we have sex, I have told my wife that I am happy to only receive handjobs from her. I even told her I would be fine if she never wanted to have sex with me again. I do satisfy her orally whenever she wants but she has a much lower sex drive than me. I really want to tell her that I'm a fa**ot and would love it if she called me one and even exposed me herself.

It feels really good to confessed to being a f*g and telling my story.

  • I'm A Married Fa**ot

    I'm married with kids. Recently I discovered that I identify as a fa**ot. I like exposing myself (nude photos) to strangers and like being called a f*g. I've also asked my wife to no longer have sex with me. I don't consider myself as gay. I like being humiliated and degraded for being an admitting to a f*g. It feels good confessing this.

    Not Sure

    One night while sharing a wank which we’ve done countless times once in a while finished each other off. Until that night while in the heat of the moment he said fuck me without hesitation he put lotion on his ass and my dick lost my virginity that night not sure for him but he fucking loved it so did I. I fucked him for 5 years secretly. I never got over him but he’s the only man.. I want to approach him but don’t know how we never spoke of it.. his asshole was better than any pussy I’ve ever had he used to beg for it so maybe he’ll go for it

  • Rescue

    I went to NYC on business. A college friend lived there. He was gay and insisted we go to Gay Pride that weekend. The gay men didn't bother me, but the gay women did. A large woman with a young girl on a dog leash. Two bare breasted middle aged women chained to each other from their nipples. A young woman totally naked holding a sign 'I eat pussy'. It bothered me.

    My friend thought all along it was the explicit sexual behavior of the gay men. He was turned on by it, I never noticed it. We went to a small restaurant and were lucky to find a table. A young waitress with rainbow earrings served the table. I asked her how old she was, she said eighteen, but she was younger.

    I waited for her to get off work. She was surprised to see me. I told her I wanted her to come with me, give me a few minutes to talk with her. I told her that I was like her. She offered to talk there, so we stood against the building, out if the way of passers by. I asked her, why was she doing this to herself, she had her life ahead of her. She may not have had the choice of being her, but she had the choice of what she did about it. That night she slept with me, I wasn't able to control my feelings.

    We are born to people we don't know, we are born in a time that we don't choose, our make up we don't control, but we do control our actions. And leaving her to that life was not something I wanted. I took her with me, across country, to live with me, to be my one and only. Where I could give her the opportunity to finish growing up to be normal.

    It's my soft spot.

    Trading Myself For Favors

    I’ve have traded sex with other men for favors - weekends down the shore were the usual with older gentlemen. Was 16 when the owner of the restaurant I worked at invited me to his shore house. He took me out to dinner, he sneaked me a few drinks and then to a bar afterwards. Gave the bouncer a hundred bucks to get me in. The club was bumping had a couple more drinks and went out on the dance floor. He came up to me and started dancing with me. Got in closer and put his arms around my waist and pulled me in to him. Maybe it was the alcohol or the way he looked at me and leaned in and kissed me soft at first then hard but I froze and let him continue. I kissed him back and made out on the dance floor while grinding with him to the beat. It was a gay club other men were cheering us on and said how hot I looked with my daddy. We went out back on the patio area and sipped a drink with his arm around me rubbing and lightly squeezing my butt. I looked up at him and said I’ve never done this before I feel weird. He pulled me on closer and kissed me again. Like before I kissed him back and we made out. He continued to rub and squeeze my butt through my shorts then put his hands down the back of my shorts as he grinded me. I could feel his penis it was hard and mine was too. He pulled away and said let’s go home.

    The ride home was short but he fondled me inside my shorts the whole way. We got to his place and he led me upstairs into his bedroom. We kissed more as he pulled my shorts down and shirt off. I was totally naked. He pushed me back slowly on the bed and he undressed. He looked very toned for a man in his 40’s. He got in bed next to me and started making out again. He fondled me and I almost came a couple of times to the point when he pulled away I would try to grind on his hand or leg. He wet his finger and while I was grinding against his leg put in my butt. That almost sent me over the edge he also took my hand and put it on his penis. It was hard and much bigger and thicker than mine. I couldn’t believe what was going on but I didn’t want it to stop. I looked up and leaned in to kiss him. He fingered me while I stroked him. He pulled back and told me to kiss his penis. Without hesitation I did it. I said I never did this before but have seen it in porn movies. He said relax open my lips and suck him. I did. He told me I was doing great. He pulled me on top of him and was laying on his stomach with my butt in his face. He began kissing my butt then put his tounge in me. It felt so weird but so good. I looked up and saw myself in the wall mirror with his penis in my mouth while being licked. It really turned me on watching myself sucking him. He switched back n forth licking and fingering me. He pushed me off him, spun me around and got on top me and spread my legs and began fingering me while he stroked me bringing me close to cumming then stopped. He asked if I was a virgin. I said I’ve only kissed a couple of girls. He pushed his fingers in me again and said no have you ever had sex with a man. I said no. He smiled leaned in and kissed me again while fingering and stroking me and asked if he should stop. In a low moan I said no. He asked if I wanted him to stop. He fingered me harder and faster and I moaned don’t stop. He smiled, pulled his fingers out and pushed my legs wider apart and pushed them back. He smiled and pushed himself into me. Oh my god it hurt at first. He was gentle and worked himself in to me. He leaned forward and began kissing me and I just melted. I’m 16 down the shore with my boss having gay sex. He leaned back and proceeded to fuck me. My eyes rolled back and I was lost in the moment. He told me to rub myself while he fucked me. I did and locked eyes with him. It wasn’t long before I came all over my tummy and chest. He began pumping me harder. I couldn’t stop rubbing myself a few minutes later I was full on jerking myself off as he pounded me. I loved it. We locked eyes again and I said I’m going to cum again and he said me too in you. He went deep and grunted and I could feel myself filled with his warmth and I came again too. It was a wonderful weekend and summer that year

  • Out Of The Closet For One Night

    About 5 years ago I traveled to Washington DC for a few days on business. When I travel on business I always take the opportunity to cross-dress, play with toys, and generally enjoy expressing my submissive feminine sissy side just for myself.

    On this particular trip while scoping restaurants around my hotel I discovered there was a gay bar just three blocks away. As a married man who loves my wife, I would not do anything that would risk her health with an std. But I’d push the envelope. I decided to slip a butt plug in my ass, put on my thigh highs and panties under my pants, and head over to the gay bar.

    Just the act of walking into the place was so liberating and I felt almost like an exhibitionist coming out to a room full of strangers. Of course nobody knew me so that made it even more exciting. I saw heads turn and felt eyes devouring my entire body as I walked to sit at the bar. I ended up chatting, flirting really, with half a dozen men that night. It was so sexy and exciting to sit in a gay bar and openly flirt with gay men. A number of men wanted me to leave with them but their intentions were a bit more intense than I was comfortable with.

    I did leave with a nice older man who was married to a woman and had similar health concerns. We went back to my room and had fun using hands, toys, and did some mutual oral with condoms. We both got our sissy on that night and got each other off real good. Cuming hard together with another man was so exciting and hot. I’ve visited other gay bars since then when traveling but have never had such a perfect experience again.

    She Knows I Need Penetration

    My wife of many years caught me furiously pounding my ass with a lubricated dildo recently while fantasizing out loud about taking cock. We talked and I explained my need that I don’t totally understand since I love pussy and we have great sex. She has started using a strapon on my ass occasionally and we both enjoy that. But the bonus is that she allows me to take real cock now (mouth and ass) provided I make them use condoms. I even get to use an old couch in our basement, typically when she’s not home. I do miss tasting cum freshly pumped into my mouth. But I can definitely compromise.

    The Last Ten Years Have Been Difficult, But Now I Know Who I Am

    I was a confused teenager with depression and guilt. One of five daughters, I was the black sheep, did not conform. I tried pot, but I got migraines, alcohol the same. I smoked two packs a day, stealing money from my mother's purse. I didn't have sex.

    My mother sent me to a small college so I could fit in. I didn't do well academically. I got into a lesbian relationship with a girl, which I kept from my family and friends back home. I made the mistake of confessing to the priest at college. He gave me a guilt trip. I dropped out for a semester, and finished with an associates degree.

    I worked as a clerk for an interior decorator friend of the family. I got into a lesbian relationship with a local girl who went to a different high school. She was all about gay pride, and she outed me to my family. I had to leave, I went back to my girlfriend at college, reenrolled and graduated. As far as my family I was disowned, they had a mass for my soul.

    I was working in an office and a man that worked there 'had me for desert'. If I was confused, now I was really confused. Part of me screamed lesbian, but not after he had me for sex at that party. He took me to Las Vegas and married me. I knew immediately I was a married lesbian. He left me with my girlfriend but won't agree to an annulment or a divorce.

    Conversations And MoreI L

    I like many other men have sexual needs and desires. We try to get these fulfilled in different ways.
    Guys all over go to certain known parks and cruising areas. We drive around a bit then find a place to park and wait. Often guys will wave or somehow get the attention of other guys.
    After some small talk we ask the guy to sit in my car or his. Next we will touch each other. Since we usually want the same thing which is to cum and maybe make our new friend cum we will work to get each other's cock out and next into each other's mouth.
    This is my favorite activity and is sucking off a guy to completion. Sometimes the service is returned and sometimes not.
    After needs are met we depart company.
    Many times I will stay and try to meet other guys and suck them off too.
    This is my need to suck guys often and multiple guys each time.
    I am a cocksucker plain and simple and have been for years.

  • Got Outed Via Text.

    So to start I’m in or was in the closet. I was visiting with my parents and talking with my dad about buying a new to me truck. I had some bookmarked on my phone and he was looking at them. Normally I would hold the phone myself or text the link to him but for some reason that day I didn’t. I went to the kitchen to get something to drink and heard my text go off. It was my fuck buddy texting “trying to bend you over 2nite” when I walked back in my dad said “I think your boyfriend wants sex tonight”. I was mortified I grabbed my phone and just left. He texted later I think you should buy the 2015 it has lower miles. I guess I worried all this time for nothing.