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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 -
Bi-Sexual Male / 57

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.

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# 76573 - by Rolf / February 3, 2025
    • - Out of the Closet -
    Bi-Sexual Male / 63

    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

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    # 76534 - by City boy sissy / February 1, 2025
    - Out of the Closet -
    Lesbian Female / 41

    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.

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    # 76434 - by Veronica / January 28, 2025
    • - Out of the Closet -
    Gay Male / 51

    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.

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    # 76410 - by Gary / January 27, 2025
    - Out of the Closet -
    Bi-Sexual Female / 24

    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,

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    # 76263 - by Vicky / January 21, 2025
    • - Out of the Closet -
    Straight Male / 53

    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

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    # 76112 - by Ken / January 17, 2025
    - Out of the Closet -
    Lesbian Female / 37

    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.

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    # 75980 - by Jean / January 12, 2025
    - Out of the Closet -
    Straight Female / 19

    Secret Sex In Bus

    I want to confess today a dark secret which I haven't revealed yet to anyone.

    I am college student my age is 19 ..I go to college by the college bus because college is little bit far away from my home
    One guy may be 35 40 aged used to travel daily in bus for his job schedule..then slowly we started to talk in travel time he was so hot looking and sweet..one day I was at bus stop and It was rainy day and I was all wet from rain but I needed to catch bus so I got into bus after the bus arrived and he asked me to sit beside him on seat and also he handed me towel from his bag and I started to clean myself then suddenly he taken towel from me and started cleaning me he was cleaning me all the way till my thighs..my heart started to beat like drum and I felt little bit wet from his touch...then he slowly started pressing my thighs from the towel and I was breathing heavy ..he smiled at me and asked are you comfortable.. i said yes then he let towel till my panties as I was wearing skirt and top.

    I felt his touch in pussy lips I was breathing so heavy then he rubbed my pussy lips . I was getting so wet that I entangled my hand into his hand and felt his touch ...then he slowly removed my panties and kept into his pocket.. I was nude under the skirt now ..and then he rubbed his thumb to my bare pussy.. it was feeling like heaven ...

    Then he sit up from seat and asked me to come backseat it was empty bus due to heavy rain ..then we kissed passionately ...he was playing with my tongue and same time rubbing my pussy with hand ...

    And then I put my hand into his pants and put out very big dick.

    Then I started to suck his dick sitting down and he was then fucking my mouth I felt his dick hitting me deep throat.. that was so hot ..then he pulled my both thighs in his lapse and slowly started rubbing my pussy with dick ..it was so big fat and hot in my clit ...then he slowly entered into my pussy.. I felt little pain as it's tight and dick was very big for it ..but eventually I was enjoying it ..

    I was moaning loud so he put his finger inside my mouth and fucked me so hard ..then I felt he was about to cum inside me and I let him cum ..it was so hot that I still get wet thinking about it ..then he handed me some tabs and asked me to eat them... after this meet occasionally and still enjoy some times.

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    # 75751 - by Misswine / January 1, 2025
    - Out of the Closet -
    Lesbian Female / 18

    Her Existence Makes Me Squirt So Hard

    I am 4'6 60 lb red head very pale female thought i was into guys but then came across Amazon Ashley Adair that is 6'8 and well over 300 lbs a very tall black amazon with a VERY big butt. I turned lesbian and never went back. I want to let everyone know I always think of her when I masturbate and I squirt very very hard across the room thinking of her dominating me in many ways especially crushing my face with her big butt and telling me she will paralyze me if i dont kiss it over and over. I feel very tall black women with big butts are goddesses and really really want one in my life like that. Why can I not help but be into that type and lust for them?

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    # 75649 - by Shortskinnyredheadloveblk / December 28, 2024
    • - Out of the Closet -
    Gay Male / 46

    Anyone Else Ever Been Ashamed Of Having A Big Cock?

    I'm not trans, i dont want to be a woman, I've wondered and very definitely come to the conclusion NO. I am all man. But now and then throughout my life I've had this feeling that my dick was useless. And the size definitely added to that, somehow. I'm a little under 9 inches erect and have been since the end of puberty.

    I have spent a lot of time loving it, loving playing with it, and feeling proud of it, powerful BECAUSE of it... especially when other men liked it. Before I accepted that I wanted men (and only men), though, it was very often I would kind of hate it, too. Because of it I got a lot of sexual attention that I didn't want, all while not knowing why I didn't want it, and therefore not even fully understanding THAT I didn't. I'd have sex with women and technically enjoy the sensation, but I'd feel gross afterward. And then I'd feel bad for feeling gross and it would make a vicious cycle that I tracked back to my st,*pid dick, and it just only made sense to blame it and hate it.

    I think I had this sense from early on, in an opposite way to which a lot of closeted gay men do so, that my dick was REALLY not me. Instead of trying to separate homosexual thoughts from myself, it was lingering heterosexual instincts I hated. Even while afraid of being gay I was also disgusted with being straight. I genuinely didn't WANT to enjoy fucking a woman. It just made me feel more confused and sick.

    And now that I've gotten more of an understanding of what I want and what I love, all that just feels so weird to think about. But also, because of how long I spent before, seeing my dick in the mirror or when I changed and thinking that life would make more sense without it, I still have the feeling come back sometimes. I really wish it would leave because I know I would NOT want to get rid of it and I love using it. I don't get this feeling after I fuck my husband, I just get it when I'm alone now.

    Do I sound insane or does anyone else relate?

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    # 75471 - by Tom / December 20, 2024
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