Were you outed for being gay and didn't want to be? Did you once believe that you were as straight as an arrow, but got seduced to your first dick? Dominant tops, submissive bottoms and all things in between. Whatever it is, it's now time to bring out your gay sexual confessions to the World!

Cocksucker Admirer

Been married 15 years right out of high school. My wife works a lot in the evenings and our sexlife is minimal these days. Like many married guys not getting any at home I had a wandering eye yet hesitated to have an affair.

In our apartment building there was gossip that an older gent on the 3rd floor was orally servicing lots of different men in his apartment including married guys. I had seen the guy around. He was around 60,average height,slim,short grey hair,glasses,a regular looking dude. Apparently if you wanted a blowjob all you had to do was slip a note under his door with your cell number and he would then text you to agree on a suitable time to get serviced. I thought about this arrangement and the more I thought about it the idea of him sucking various cocks at all different times turned me on. For weeks I pondered whether to slip a note under his door. I wrestled with the idea and had to masturbate to the thought of going through with it. Finally one evening I did just that. He texted me an hour later and let ne know he had just blown a married trucker and would love to take another load.

The thought of him having just sucked another cock made my dick rockhard. I nervously went to his apartment after texting him I was on my way and softly knocked on his door. He opened the door and was in a t shirt and track pants. He smiled at me and welcomed me in. Within a few minutes he was sucking my cock steadily as J sat on the couch. I was so horny I soon blasted a load into his mouth and he took every drop. I zipped up and quickly left.

For the next few months I visited him a couple times a week as he emptied my load. I was now a regular too and he had become a cocksucker to look after my sexual needs. I recall feeling fixated on his act of sucking and how easily he got me off and no doubt all the other men as well. The visits were no longer just quick get blown and go sessions. Now he fondled me and we chatted extensively. I loved how he told me about his other regulars and how he serviced them. My visits there often lasted 2 hours or more.

When I masturbated I pictured him sucking cocks. I began realizing I couldn't stop thinking about him. He must've sensed this because one evening he took our arrangement to another level. I arrived as per usual and we started chatting. I was standing facing him before sitting down. He moved close to me and cupped my erection fondling it." I missed you baby" he said softly. My heart started thumping as he pressed against me and I could feel his hard on." We both want more you know it " he continued. He kissed me softly. Hs cocksucker mouth and tongue searched my mouth hungrily. I felt a degree of lust I never felt before. I kissed him back with mounting need and desire. He took me to bed and undressed me. He took his clothes off and his cock was stiff like mine. His mouth and hands explored my body every part of it. He sucked ne to the orgasm of my life. I felt wild and crazy like I was now in love with him. I sucked his cock desperately wanting to taste his cum and have the seed fill my belly. He cried out and emptied his balls in my mouth. We shared a cum kiss mixing our seed and necked slowly for a few minutes.

It is now most days I visit him. He saves his loads for me to swallow. We kiss lovingly in bed for hours. I am his cocksucker now.

  • Looking Back

    Been happily married over 30 years and my wife has no idea about a time in my life when I crossed over briefly to another type of loving. I have never told her about that time and don't intend to as it would likely affect the marriage in various ways.

    It was before I met her at the end of the 80's. I was 23 and after university I took a break and moved to the west coast. I had little money and took whatever temporary jobs I could to make cash. I moved furniture with fly by night moving companies,worked in a car wash and unloaded trucks. The only place I could afford was a rundown old hotel where you rented furnished rooms by the week. No one really knew me and I felt anonymous and free in a weird way. I smoked cigarettes in those days and drank beer or liquor but avoided harder stuff.

    Being a young horny transient guy and living in a dump meant it was hard to attract any reasonable woman for sex and hooked were not my thing. I worked alongside a lot of single guys many older and down on their luck. Most were not that employable or had addiction issues. There were rumors that some of the guys turned to each other for sexual release but I thought that was only rumor not true.

    There was an older guy who had a room on my floor that I had worked with on a few jobs and had beers,fast food type meals with. He seemed like a decent sort if rough around the edges. He was in his late 40's, a beer belly though mostly skinny with sinewy arms from manual work,stubble on his chin,thinning hair bald on top. Him and I got along and I was most often in his company when not working,walking the streets smoking and talking.

    One evening I was in his room having a few beers when he asked me if I was getting any action. I told him no not really. He perked up and said we all had sexual needs. I nodded and said that was where masturbation came in handy. He looked at me directly and asked me if I would like some head. My heart skipped a beat and suddenly realized the rumors were true. He told me to just close my eyes and think of a hot chick as he serviced me. I thought to myself it's just a blowjob I need to get off . So I agreed to it. I was sitting on a chair and he had my stiffening cock in his mouth in no time. He sucked deep and well like he had done this many times before. I opened my eyes and seeing his head bob hungrily on my dick started to make me cum. I shot my load in his mouth and he took it all. He finished me and sat back on his bed. He pulled his pants down and underwear and revealed a throbbing cut cock." Do me" he said . I felt obligated and knelt down in front of him. I tentatively took his cock slowly into my mouth and sucked on the head. He moaned and I realized I liked pleasing him. His cock felt sexy in my mouth and I sucked more in. He did not last long and I found myself receiving spurts of his creamy cum. He patted the bed and I lay beside him my tummy filled with his cum. He lit up a cigarette which we shared alternating deep drags. "We are real buddies now" he said. I felt sexy and desired in a new strange kind of way. We finished the cigarette then he slowly kissed my mouth. Thinking about what we had just done made me horny again. I kissed him back and we made out a long time as if time stood still. Something deeper was taking over. He blew me again and somehow we shared that small bed all night.

    The next year or so we went to bed and had sex most nights. We were fucking each other regularly as sucking was only the preliminaries. He and I both loved each other's cock filling our asses with cum. The kissing happened every chance in private. The feelings took over after all the sex.Finally we told each other we were in love and he wanted us to find a nice place to live together. Walking down the street with him I knew he had become my boyfriend and began worrying others would suspect our romantic and sexual gay relationship. Other men had sometimes called us faggots as we were always together working on jobs or out in public. I think also we had become too obviously enamored of one another though we never kissed in public except late at night or somewhere secluded. Ultimately I got scared of being found out. I packed up late one evening and left the city by train never to return. Looking back it was a significant love in my life though I can say I love my wife in a different way.

    It Was Such A Handsome Cock I Sucked That Afternoon

    We were at a party watching Alabama play. One of the men there kept looking at me. I didn't know him, but I looked back. He got up and walked over to me and whispered in my ear "come with me I have something to show you". We walked to the bathroom, he unzipped his pants and showed me his cock. He asked "do you like it".

    I took hos cock in my hand and gently sucked him. He came to life, a magnificent cock, he was holding back on me, until he just couldn't any more and he released his sexual energy.

    We returned to the room, people talking, drinking. The game went on, Alabama pushing down field. I took my seat, and watched the game.

  • It Was Such A Handsome Cock I Sucked That Afternoon

    We were at a party watching Alabama play. One of the men there kept looking at me. I didn't know him, but I looked back. He got up and walked over to me and whispered in my ear "come with me I have something to show you". We walked to the bathroom, he unzipped his pants and showed me his cock. He asked "do you like it".

    I took hos cock in my hand and gently sucked him. He came to life, a magnificent cock, he was holding back on me, until he just couldn't any more and he released his sexual energy.

    We returned to the room, people talking, drinking. The game went on, Alabama pushing down field. I took my seat, and watched the game.

    Only Happened Once But Now I Question

    When I was 45 I decided to stop at a book store on my drive home from a work conference. An adult bookstore that is. I was horny so wanting to get in a booth and get the thrill of jerking off there.

    Went to the popular one I know of on my drive home. I figured I could spend sometime there. Was actually hoping there was a woman getting gang banged in the theater but no luck.

    I had used the glory hole there a few times. I honestly wasn’t sure if it was a man or woman sucking my dick but I could care less. A bj is a bj and I got off from it.

    After seeing the theater was pretty empty other than a couple guys I went to a booth. The glory hole had someone on the other side so I stuck my dick through. Mid bj I hear him say something so then I was aware I let a guy suck me. He asked me to come over to his booth. I pulled my underwear and pants up and went into his booth. I thought what the heck I’ll let a guy suck me off

    But he said he’d like to get my married ass bent over. I told him my ass is a virgin but I told him to go slow.

    I willingly let a man fuck me. It honestly wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. There actually was something so pleasant about it and it felt so taboo. He too was married

    Once he cummed in my butt I left. I had an hour drive home and his cum was leaking into my briefs. Thankfully I had tighty whities on. Honestly made me realize how my wife must feel when I cum in her

    But now 18 years later I’m kinda curious to try getting fucked again

  • The Pleasure And Excitement Of Being Gay When We Were Young

    I grew up primarily in Mexico City, my mother is Mexican and she was a reporter and my father American and he was a professor. I went to an all boy's Jesuit school. In the seventh grade I had a friend, Carlos. He told me one day that he was in trouble, that Priest XX liked him and had kissed him. My question back to him, was whether he liked it. That Priest XX was very handsome. It wasn't long that Carlos told me that he was holding and sucking the Priest's cock and the Priest was fucking him. I never thought for a moment that it was bad luck for him, all I wanted to know was if he liked it.

    I started to suck Carlos and let him fuck me. Always at night when I masturbated I thought of that Priest and his big cock and dreamt that I was holding it and sucking it. I wanted to be fucked by him, but there was no way to make that happen.

    We were a little older and we went to the movies in the afternoon on Saturday. A man came and sat beside me. He took my hand and put in on his cock and I held it and he helped me jerk him off. After he was done, he took some of the cum off with his finger and ran it over my lips before leaving. That afternoon later I fucked Carlos. I was so horny I couldn't stand it and after fucking we lay in bed naked.

    I went to a private college in Austin Texas and I found and hung out with the boys that were available to men to pick up. The place to go was in front of The Alamo movie theatre and the men drove by slowly, and if you made eye contact you walked over and got in the car with them. Those years in college were some of the best years for me. I was young and men wanted me and I wanted them to want me.

    A Short Biography Of A Gay Man

    I was in a job that required a lot of traveling. I was an auditor for a government agency. It took me all over the country. I tried but failed to get something going with a woman or two and settled into reading porn magazines and masturbating. At this one place, a hide out place, in a strange city I discovered porn for gay men. It was mostly body types, but I still looked at it. The articles were worthless, but I still looked at it. The man in the store told me that there was better stuff, but it costs a lot more. We went into the back of the store and he had what now is called hard core gay porn. I liked that and bought two magazines and went back to my room to fantasize and masturbate.

    Instead of some woman that didn't pay attention to me I started to focus on men who were alone. The first man I went with was at the counter at a Denny's. An older man who was a truck mechanic, and he had definite ideas as to what he wanted with a sissy hands college boy. I got up well used and wet, while he lay on the bed all naked, his thick cock beckoning. I went into the bathroom and washed his cock with a towel and did what I wanted, I sucked his cock back to life and he emptied his balls in my face and I tasted cum for the first time.

    I was off to the races. I carried my magazines everywhere I went, I knew every word and every picture, and sometimes I got lucky and had a man in my room with me. I was selective, never approaching a businessman or a refined man, always a man who worked with his hands, big hands who wanted to kiss me. I never thought about charging, I was in it for the fun of it.

    When I was promoted and I wasn't traveling I had to learn where to go in the city. The right bars to get picked up, the right places to meet. I found an outlet that sold hard core gay porn and I devoured it, keeping every single edition I bought. Along the way I met some men I never wanted to see again, and a couple of men that I saw more than once. It was during that time that I met this professor. He was different than most of the refined men, and he wanted to kiss me. We became lovers.

    He didn't like my collection of gay porn, and refused to look at it. But he liked having me suck his cock and let him kiss me and fuck me. He liked that. He just couldn't come to terms with the gay porn thing, and he lost interest. I went on to meet a couple of hardcore gay men, and among them I met a man who told me that there was a lot of money for a man my age. And that's how I got into the gay for hire business, he was my manager and made all the arrangements.

    The sex was so so, not really satisfying, but the money was far more than I earned with my paycheck. I was his favorite and that sex was satisfying. Somehow I had come to accept that I was a male prostitute for money for gay men. Bankers and lawyers, City Council members, and doctors, and from time to time a blue collar man, but they really didn't have the money or want to spend it that way. Plenty of boys where they came from.

    Well it's been some time now since I went with some man for money. I have a lover, a man who owns a Home Decor business. I help him, and what if someone places us, I don't care anymore. I am a born cocksucker and bottom, and he is definitely into that. We fit like a hand in a glove. For men our age, it's usually not that easy. We've been together now for ten years.

    Fat Cock And Full Balls

    I have a friend…..well not so much a friend as a friend with benefits and more the benefits part. I go to his house 2-3 days a week to provide him sexual pleasure. Our routine is usually the same but never gets boring.

    I arrive and we both strip naked except I am wearing pink panties, which we both enjoy. I am thin and sort of twinkish, although an older twink to be sure. He has a gym body. Sort of husky and well muscled including a spectacular ass. He shaves everything smooth.

    He gets on all fours and goes head down ass up indicating I should tongue fuck his asshole. I spend a good amount of time thoroughly pleasuring his sweet little hole as he moans with satisfaction. Occasionally I reach down and pull his cock back and suck it and take his enormous cum-full balls in my mouth. Then I lay on my back on the floor and slide my head under his cock. He proceeds to use my mouth like a pussy and pounds it hard. His cock is nice and fat with a good head on it, but not so long that I can’t deep throat it without gagging too much. He fucks my mouth and throat and bottoms out with each powerful thrust as I hold his muscled ass in my hands and encourage his thrusts, occasionally giving his hole a bit of finger stimulation. Sometimes he gets verbal and calls me a slut or a whore while he fucks my mouth.

    He is a high testosterone gym rat and needs to cum daily, and it’s always a very generous load. Sometimes he pushes in and holds it when he ejaculates so his pulsing cock delivers a big load to the back of my throat. I love that but admit I’d prefer to taste his sweet cum. When he releases in my mouth I love tasting his cum, and it always fills me almost to overflow if I don’t swallow quickly enough.

    When he’s done using me he stands up and makes it clear we are done for now and it’s time for me to leave. I love being his sex bitch, valued only gor the sexual pleasure I can provide him, and having him treat my mouth like a whore’s pussy.

    Should I Bottom?

    Hi all out there my names Callum & I’m 57 years old.
    I’ve been married to a lady for the last 22 years .
    Now 5 years old back we went on holiday to a fancy hotel where they had a bidet I’d never used one before but it was my start of finding out I like ass stuff. I ended up directing the small spraying pipe so it actually squirted warm water at my asshole . For some reason I actually found out this made my cock actually twitch .
    So later I thought I would actually experiment a little more by pulling my ass cheeks apart so it would spray directly up into my ass. This I found an enormous turn on … and that got me wondering late at night is that what it feels like when a cock ejaculates inside you ?
    After that I started experimenting by fingering my ass and found this turned me on too, again causing sexual pleasure & making my penis go hard and twitch ( sometimes releasing pre cum)
    After doing this for a while I began to have gay dreams , not only about taking cock but also sucking cock too, which was confusing because I thought I was a straight guy . But realised I must enjoy the dreams because again I would wake up to find I had leaked a bit of pre cum. Now after this had gone on a few times & since I’d progressed to fingering myself with two fingers now, I thought I would broach the subject of my wife fingering my ass while we had sex. Sadly that was not to be , she said it was dirty and it was what homosexuals do . So no joy there.
    Again still having gay dreams , very gay with thoughts of not only being fucked but also sucking cock and kissing , plus’ one where I was actually taken by two men, one in my mouth and one in my ass. Again because I found I leaked pre cum , I actually started to try my cum , again thinking what’s wrong with me I’m straight right ?
    From there I actually ended up going into my first sex shop, and was a little disappointed to find out they were not like American sex shops with the little booths to watch porn & maybe the odd guys sucking each other off or being buggered . So instead I bought my first vibrating butt plug which I enjoyed using. But after a while I threw it away (worried my wife might find it) well I say I threw it away after a while one year of using it actually. After that I stopped for 3 months , but then the urge got to me again so off to the sex shop I went again and bought a 6inch long, 2 inch wide inflating butt plug which I used for two years and will admit here used it actually while watching gay porn. Which as now wondering about real cock and the thought again of the bidet spraying my ass but of course the thought of cum pumping into me . Even writing it here has made my penis go hard & my foreskin roll back So of course now I wonder if I should try actual gay sex?
    Would a gay man like to pop a straight guy’s actual anal cherry so to speak?
    What do you guys think ?
    How would I go about trying to it without hurting my wife or her finding out , that is if I should try it .
    Callum57yoa B’ham uk

  • Pump It. Gulp It Down. Good Boy

    I met a gay man some times ago Gary, we have been out for coffee a few times, last time he was telling me that it's been so long he hadn't found a boyfriend. I sympathise with him, what could I say, to give it more time and maybe he will find someone.

    A week ago he called me and suggested a day trip and as I had nothing going on agreed. He told me he wanted to show me a place, an old wooden shack in the woods, he used to go to years ago.

    We went in his car then walked through the forest for about 3 miles it was quite a hike but we finally got there.

    There was nothing for miles, just trees.
    It looked like an old wooden house, maybe it belonged to an old couple a hundred years ago, all made of wood. I saw broken windows, it was a mess.

    Three steps took us to the front door with an old curtain hanging from it. We went inside.

    Dry grass, dust, it looked like it had been abandoned for many years. There were two floors and an old dusty stairs leading up. Slowly we went up to the second floor. Three rooms, all with broken windows. Two of the rooms had what was left of an old bed and mattress in each. The third room was empty, just a wooden table and three old wooden chairs.

    We sat down, smoked a cigarette and chatted about general stuff and then he started again about how long it had been without a boyfriend for him.

    The conversation grew and at one point I asked him what he wants mostly from a man and after hesitating he replied with his head low and a low voice, well I want his c*m.

    I said wow and then he told me mine would be good too. I didn't answer immediately but told him he knows I'm not gay so...

    The conversation went on and he was saying things like he'd love to taste my c*m and other things like how he would love me in his mouth. It started getting me horny anyway I changed the topic and talked about the house.

    We then wandered around the house curiously. I entered one of the rooms with a bed and before I had chance to respond Gary pushed me to the bed and I fell back, laying on the edge of it with my feet on the ground.

    He started feeling me, telling me that it's okay no one will ever know and that it won't make me gay. He just kept repeating almost begging me to give him my c*m.

    I got hard and as soon as he saw this my jeans were open and at my knees. I guessed that he wouldn't tell anyone and for sure no one was even close to that place.

    He started to jack me off and telling me he wants to taste my c*m. His hands were moving very fast, like he was desperate and it felt good so I said okay that he can have some if he wanted.

    He jacked me really fast and it didn't take long before it was in his mouth him sucking so hard and squeezing my balls to tightly. He swallowed it all and thanked me.

    That day we stayed at that place the whole day till dusk and that day he took four of my loads in his mouth. It felt really nice. To be so appreciated too.

    We now go to that same place every few days, stay for hours each time and just so he can have my c*m. He's crazy about it.

    It's a really sexy feeling hiking that trail knowing he going to keep taking more and more. Sometimes we stop and he gripped me to make me hard so I walk with a hard on before we get there.

    We don't always use a bed. Sometimes I'm sitting outside the front door and he swallows it right there other times I'm just standing. A few times we have just walked deeper into the forest and I let him do it against a tree, it's very random.

    We don't hug or kiss or fuck. All he wants is to pump out my c*m and now it's like routine, I give him two maybe three mouthfuls each time we go there.

    I don't mind now, he's happy and me, well it feels good. At some point he will find a boyfriend but till then I'm well feeding him what he needs and whenever he needs generaly multiple times a day. Good thing is he never tells anyone.

    His next boyfriend will be a lucky guy having a desperate mouth available to him 24 hours a day and Gary is really good at pumping, sucking and gulping it all down, he's had a lot of practice with me and those before me. Actually I see it like giving him a reward to thank him for such a good pumping.

    I know a lot of guys are doing it. I knew a guy once that went to visit an older man, sat on a chair and let the man pump him off a lot, he was always there.

    Well guys keep on pumping and sucking, that's what it's really about. And a big thank you to all those c*ck lovers for making so many of us guys happy.