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!

My Belgium Girl

Travelled to Belgium recently on business. While I was there I decided to fulfill a desire of mine, one I'd had for many years.
I was in the bar of my hotel being eyed up by a very pretty woman, only I knew she wasn't a woman.
The bar man told me 'she' likes British men and I should take her back to my room.
That's when I decided to go with the flow.

Up in my room we were soon kissing and she was feeling my growing cock through my trousers.
Eventually I got naked, but she remained in her knickers and bra as she began sucking on my cock.
Kissing some more on the bed, she positioned us into a sixty nine and I slowly removed her knickers.
Immediately a small but very hard cock sprang up and out.
Her cock was only about three inches, if that, but it was more than enough for me to enjoy as my first ever dick to suck.
Giving each other blow jobs, I very nearly cum in her mouth but she pulled away and retrieved her bag.
Reaching inside she passed me a condom and smeared her smooth arsehole with lube.
Kneeling in front of me, turning her head back she told me "Fuck me hard".
We spent the next forty minutes fucking with me cumming twice. The second time as she rode my cock and came all over my stomach.

Kissing and talking afterwards, we chatted about all sorts of things and I discovered she was only twenty two. I also asked her if she'd stay the night.
We fucked twice more, once during the night and again in the morning where I fucked her slowly kissing the whole time in the missionary position.
Id never been so sexually aroused and working that day with my clients I couldn't stop thinking of her. So much so I asked the barman later on back at my hotel if he could contact her for me.

We spent a second night together and the sex was if anything even more erotic and more intense.
We fucked in every conceivable position and I also spent an age licking and sucking out my cum from her arsehole the following morning after she'd let me fuck her bareback.
She wouldn't let me pay her the second time saying I had made her feel so special.

Before flying back home I spent an hour talking to her in a local park.
Because it's a very regular trip I make to Belgium I promised I'd contact her on my personal phone. And that's exactly what I did this morning.
In about an hour I'll be catching a flight over to Belgium again. It's been five weeks since my last visit and I can't wait to see and feel my cock sliding up her cute smooth rear hole. After all my wife and I haven't fucked in such a long time.

  • True Story No Bs

    True story - Not too far from me is a large old school, it's not been used for years and I've always been curious to maybe find something old of value inside and there's a small gap in the fencing near some bushes so a few days ago I went to see if I could get inside.

    I arrived close to 2pm and slipped through the gap easily as I'm pretty thin. Passing an old entry to a side door I couldn't open but found a broken window so I entered.

    The school was big and had so many rooms and three floors so I expected at least a few hours in there.

    I looked around, didn't find anything interesting so was about to leave but saw a large doorway with steps going down. I went down the steps it got pretty dark but not black as air vents let light in.

    There was a long corridor and many doors all a little open. Right at the end of the corridor I saw a light on or light from that room and heard light voices. I first thought shit I'm dead but convinced myself I'm just freaking myself out so went to see what was going on.

    I got to the door and a guy around 20 who must have heard me coming met me at the door and just said ia very friendly and light voice well who are you.

    I wasn't sure what to say and just said I'm just looking around. My first thought was that it was addicts and the guy said well come in and meet my friends.

    There were another two guys more or less the same age, all three were really nice to me so I didn't feel any immediate danger.

    The room had a few chairs, a table and an old deckchair, those you lay on to get the sun.

    I asked what they were doing there and one said that it's their little hideout they come to a lot to talk about men things so no women aloud.

    We were talking about many things for about an hour then one offered me a soft drink so I accepted, I didn't know but they put something in it because about ten minutes later I started to feel a little drowsy, as if I'd been given a light relaxant.

    I became quite in a dreamy state quite fast, fully conscious and aware but just like a bit dreamy.

    One of the guys said I looked like I needed to lay down and then two of them helped me a cross the room and put me on the deckchair.

    So now I was laying down very relaxed with three guys I never met before.

    One said to me that a little fun will help me relax and I just asked what kind of fun. He said you just relax and enjoy.

    Moments later all three gathered around me and started groping me, I started to struggle but one said don't worry we are not going to hurt you.

    Whatever they gave me to drink made sure I just lay still and moments later I felt me jeans being taken down.

    It's then that I realised that the three were totally gay but it was too late.

    One opened my legs, one started playing with my balls and squeezing tight and another started masterbating me, the strange thing was it actually felt good so I just lay there.

    All three of them took turns in masterbating me, gripping me and sucking on me.

    By the time that drink wore off I saw it was getting dark outside through a vent so I must have been there all afternoon.

    When I finally was able to get up we all had a shortish conversation about what had happened, one told me I tasted good and another said I must come visit again. The one who led me to the door told me he never seen a guy cum so many times.

    I didn't respond but just said okay see ya guys and left.

    I am not gay but what they did really felt good. I'm too embarrassed to go there again but want to.

    This is a true story no bs or dreams.

    My Secret Hobby

    So I had a friend in school who started touching me one day and I would let him jerk me off whenever we were hanging out. This eventually ended and I went 20 years without even thinking about doing anything with a guy. One day while looking at the old Craigslist ads I saw an ad for a guy wanting to give hand jobs. I recalled my old friend and feeling quite horny I responded. Next thing you know I'm meeting a much older gentleman at a local park and he jerks me off. At that point I was hooked. I've now some years later been jerked off by close to 20 guys most of them much older as I live near a retirement community. I have several who have taken care of me quite a few times. I've been taken care of in parking lots, homes, parks, restrooms and even one guy's office at his job.

  • Unexpected

    I have lived downtown near the gay area for 25 years. Sometimes I would watch the gay pride events and wander around seeing gay couples holding hands or making out. Women I dated sometimes joined me as they felt safe and enjoyed the party atmosphere.

    One summer around 15 years ago I was newly single and unattached. I watched the gay pride parade and felt unusually curious about the gay activities. A gay guy I was talking to gave me an amber bottle and told me he had an extra one and I should just inhale from it and enjoy it. It was the evening and we were sitting in a park surrounded by other gay men and lesbians. I looked at him and noticed that though he was not effeminate he did have the softer mannerisms that on the street you just know identifies a man as gay. He was around 20 years older than me, short slim and almost boyish but with steel grey hair and fashionable glasses. His name was Bruce.

    He inhaled from his bottle and I did the same from mind. I felt a hot rush and euphoric sensation that grew stronger the more I inhaled. Men and women couples around us were necking and making out. The atmosphere reeked of sex. At some point Bruce is kissing my mouth and we become just another couple of men making out hot and heavy. I am feeling wilder and hornier than I ever felt in my life. We kiss so deep I lose all track of time. I recall him leading me to a nearby condo building and entering his unit. In a euphoric daze I temember Bruce sucking my hard cock in his bed then guiding it into his tight little lubed ass. His moans and mine intermingled as I eventually let go and made his hole slick with my cum. I fucked him twice more that night. In the morning feeling my head spinning and lethargic I could see Bruce lowering himself on my morning wood and riding me until I blew again. He got off and lit a cigarette. He told me we were amazing together and should be in a relationship. He asked me if I was seeing anyone. I said no. He was surprised when I told him I had never been with a man. He got excited and said if he became my gay boyfriend he would soon have me hooked on gay sex.

    And that is exactly what happened. Bruce is a senior now and we live together in his condo in the gay village. I have sucked his cock many times but our favorite sex is me pumping his still tight little ass until I fill it up. His face looks older and is no longer cute but I desire him more than ever.

    The Turning Point

    I was soon to turn 40 and my relationship with my latest girlfriend had soured. Just like in my failed marriage the conflicts and incompatibilities had got to the point of no return. Underlying my feelings of disappointment was this repressed attraction to men especially older fellows. I would masturbate thinking about a man I had observed and about havung sex with him. These desires had been there since I was a teenager but would diminish a bit when I got involved with a woman. I did not want to be gay so pushed the desires to the back of my mind. However when drinking or feeling horny the desires flooded my brain.



    One night I went to a bar outside my neighborhood to have a few beers. It was a quiet place with a few couples and several men drinking alone. There was a man sitting near me having a beer. He was tall,slim,with greying medium length hair,cleanshaven and looked lonely. I guessed he was in his late 50's. I was feeling lonely myself and initiated a conversation with him. He brightened up and we talked for quite awhile. He invited me to join his table so I did. His eyes kept meeting mine and I felt a warmth inside me. When he invited me back to his place for a nightcap I felt this willingness to spend more time with him. In the back of my mind I sensed he desired me but kept reminding myself maybe he is just being friendly.

    He lived nearby in the basement apartment in an older home. I sat on his couch and he prepared a rum and coke for me. We sat together sipping our drinks. We talked and he moved close beside me. He told me he was gay and very attracted to me. I let him know I had never been with a man and unsure about any gay activity. He smiled and suggested I see if I like it by allowing him to take the lead. He promised to go slow. At this moment of truth I realized his advance had made me horny and my cock was getting very hard. My horniness had me nodding for him to go ahead. He leaned over and kissed me. The kiss was more sensual and direct than I expected. I kissed him back as I felt myself giving in. Our kissing became ardent and more intense. From there I ended up in his bed both of us now naked with him on top as we kissed deeply. He ended up sucking my cock until I exploded in his mouth. I spent the night and recall looking longingly at his sexy cut cock which was a bit bigger than mine. I never touched his cock that first night. We exchanged numbers and the following weekend I was in his bed again. More of his sucking and exploring my body. As the weekend wore on as I stayed over my inhibitions disappeared. I began sucking his cock and tasted my first load. I began seeing him regularly and the sex intensified. We were now having intercourse and I loved both giving and receiving especially receiving. More and more I got used to his cock deep inside me as it no longer hurt just felt insanely good. We went for romantic drives and movies,dinners. I realized he was now my boyfriend and I was essentially part of a gay couple. After a couple years I moved in with him. A larger apartment became available upstairs from his place and we moved into that.

    The last 8 years with him have been further exploring onto my gay sexuality. We both discovered my submissive side. He takes charge and I submit and please him . As part of that another gay top comes over some weekends and they both fuck me. This guy is a big bear type around 60 with a beard and belly. He has me sexually and I enjoy it. My lover says he gets a bit jealous seeing this guy mount me but in a strange way it makes him love and desire me even more. My guy really fucks me hard and deep after the bear has blown inside me.

  • Found Out I’m A Side Bitch….

    Soo… I’m white, thick in the right places but not fat…. I do have wide lady hips and a thick ass…. The BBCs love me lol and I them!!!

    Well… been seeing this guy. He is black, 6’5”… well built and has about 9.5” that’s thick… like, he is perfect! Thick cum! All the things that make my whore flag fly….

    We both are busy so I’m the last 2 months, we’ve seen each other about 10 times. We’ve done dinner, movies, and the sex has been unreal…..

    Then I find out he has a husband…. So he tells me how he travels for work, never is horny….

    Now… I’m torn…. He is my match…. We fuck so passionately…. We connect, we talk deep! When we make out…. SPARKS….

    But I don’t want to be a home wrecker! UGH!

    I Learned All About Sex With A Man When I Went To See My Math Prof

    I grew up with my Mom. She was the manager of the Christian Book Store in town, and a devout Christian. Church was the social life, and I was a very involved in Church. In our city was a Lutheran College and that's where I went. I wanted to be a Minister, and I was enrolled in Religious Studies.

    One of my professors, who taught math and probabilities, I liked math so I took probabilities as an elective, retired after my first class with him. I was disappointed and the next semester was a bust. I looked him up, he lived alone in a small two bedroom house on a large lot. When I went to see him he was watching some old football games on the tv. I sat there and we had small talk, and I could see that he was fiddling with his pants. He asked me to come over and help him, to get his pants open and pull out his dick.

    Come on boy, he told me, make yourself useful here. He wanted me to suck his dick, so I did. His dick got hard enough, I held it in my hand, while I sucked on his dick and ran my tongue around his dick head. He released some precum, which I liked off and then he released some drops of liquid cum. Come on boy, he said, lick it off.

    He had me take my pants off and go lay on his bed face down and he got on my back and put his dick between my legs, as he told me to open my legs, and he found my anus and after pushing down he got it in and fucked me until he came. I lay on the bed for a while, not moving after he got off. I had cum into his bedspread and was scared to stand up.

    When I visited he told me about him being a gambler, and he and this whore named Rose traveled all up and down the Mexican border. I cooked for him, or reheated food, and he sucked on my dick from time to time, and he fucked me a lot of times. I loved being fucked, I wanted to be fucked, being fucked was the best feeling I ever had. I stopped wanting to be a Minister because I knew that fucking like that was a sin. I wanted to be a gambler instead.

    I didn't finish college, I ran off with this man. He was a man that serviced the office equipment at the Church. His name was Ran and he liked fucking me as much as my math professor did. We traveled for a while, he stopped and fixed office equipment, and sometimes I did odd jobs. We spent all summer on the road. We fucked, or I sucked him, either way my job was to get him off.

    He and i separated and he went his way and I stayed where he dropped me off, and I got a job as a tutor for math for the boys who were flunking math. I won't say that I didn't have something for some of those boys, but I knew better, that had been drilled into me by my math professor. What the odds that you won't be found out? ZERO. If you fuck with a boy, you will be sent straight to jail for the rest of your life. I didn't fuck with boys, I fucked with older men.

    Sex In My Office

    After 25 years of marriage sex gets boring at home. Hate to say that but it does and it slows down. So I got a guy on the side

    Met an older guy online who comes to my office at least once a week. We will suck each other then I’ll bend over and he’ll fuck my tight married ass.

    This has been going on for about 4 months now. It’s also my first time bottoming since I was back in high school. Definitely forgot how good taking a dick feels and having a man cum in my butt.

    This 66 year old fucking me has a nice thick hairy dick. He too is married and says his wife stopped putting out regularly ages ago. So he started fucking guys.

    First few times were rough because I wasn’t used to taking dick but now I can bend over and let him penetrate me with no problem

    Then at night laying in bed in my briefs with his cum in my butt it really turns me on because my wife has no clue I’m getting fucked.

    Just What I Needed

    My life was going nowhere, I hadn't been in a relationship for a while (3+ years), my job was boring, and my life was boring. I'm a gay man and I decided one day to download this lovely app, I just wanted a one-time fling to get going again. I found this guy a few miles away and he arranged the hotel and everything. I was nervous but I went, and that night that man just made me anew. I felt great, I figured all I needed was a good dick. A few days passed and he messaged me again. I was still horny so I said yes. This time it was at his house. I showed up and his house was huge. I go in and he hands me some lingerie to wear. It was one of his kinks. I slip it on, and it feels nice against me, he immediately gets a hard-on, and away we go. All night and once in the morning before I go. Another few days pass and I get this long text from him. He asked me if I would be a willing participant in a gang bang with him and his friends, and they were all willing to pay me. He told me to take my time and respond, but when I first read it I was elated. I didn't hesitate to respond to him and told him yes. He said he was going to provide me with everything.

    I show up to his house a day early and he takes to me to get fixed up. We buy everything from lube to lingerie and toys. That night I was all his again. We were both excited for what was to come the next day. He told me the guys were on the way and for me to get ready. I slip on my lingerie and come down his stairs and 5 men are waiting for me. My stomach is full of butterflies. I start with the guy I know, another gets down and sucks me off, another licks my hole, and the night began. I was passed back and forth like a rag doll. I'm a skinny guy and when I mean passed around I was literally passed around. My mouth and ass were sore the next morning but I felt amazing. I got paid two grand the next morning. I left all kinds of happy. I told him whenever he needs me to just call me over and I'll go over, alone or with your friends again. And he did call me over occasionally, most times alone and sometimes with a friend or two. Whenever it was with friends I got paid. He basically p****d me out but I didn't mind getting fucked and paid. It was the times of my life.

  • Closet Cocksucker

    I uncovered my true nature as a gay man and basically a cocksucker in my mid 30's. My marriage had ended and up to that point I had lived a straight life. I bought a condo after the divorce and quit my high stress finance job for a non stressful much lower paying job in condo security in a nearby building. I work nights and loved the quieter life.

    There was an attraction to men especially older men I had tepressed for years. I smoked cigarettes then and enjoyed sucking on the filter when taking a drag and having a cigarette dangling from my mouth felt strangely erotic. Maybe a phallic thing. When I watched porn the cocks fascinated me the most and I pictured myself sucking them.

    There was an adult bookstore with video booths a few blocks away. I started going there at noon for several hours of edging as I watched porn in a booth. I switched to gay porn and got even more aroused. Before long men were blowing me or masturbating me in the booth and soon I was on my knees sucking and worshipping cocks. Over time I primarily became a cocksucker being most sexually aroused by sucking cocks and swallowing loads of cum. Some men masturbated on my face but I preferred to drain them completely. Often I now delayed masturbating until I got home to maximize the pleasure. I quit smoking as cocksucking took over satisfying my oral needs. At this point I was a regular at the booths and realized I was not only gay but an addicted cocksucker.

    Most of the men were older than me often beyond 60. I loved that as I found older men.to be my preference. Attracted to their looks and gentle ways as they were more patient and relaxed than younger guys. Many were married and retired.

    Over the 20 years I have drained cock I have noticed several recurring patterns. The older men are often regulars and some love to kiss and make out prior to the sex. I discovered this awakened a deeper need and pleasure in me and I kissed back with mounting passion as my arousal intensified. It made the cocksucking more loving and meaningful. There are 5 or 6 regulars in their 60's or 70's I have pleasured many times who always seem excited to see me. Their looks and ages vary but the same feeling comes over me. When making out with them then sucking their cock I know I feel something primal. I am there solely for them in those special moments in the booth and after they have their orgasm that connection seems to last for hours if not days in my mind. Whether they are married or not I am their secret partner and cocksucker. I love them in a way that the outside world would never understand. One of them is in his late 60's bald with glasses and somewhat chubby.He is a wet soft kisser and it takes him awhile for his fat little cock to spurt but I love every drop. In contrast another regular is white haired tall and slim probably mid 70's with a bigger cut cock than mine that gets pretty hard for his age and blows a big load. He kisses deeper and more intensely and talks dirty as I blow him. He tells me he loves me as I deepthroat him dry. There are several others I truly enjoy but these 2 are the ones that excite me to the highest level of arousal.