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?

I M Addicted To Sucking Married Men

I sucked my first cock almost 25 yrs ago out of curiousity, at first I was hesitant , nervous , scared, thinking , "what if people find out about my desires for cocks? "I was born straight but over the years starting thinking about other men, especially older single men, even married older men. I took the plunge and went on craiglist where I hooked up with a married man who wasnt getting any sex from his wife. We met in the forest trails here where I live. He was standing at our pre arranged meeting spot with his thick cock , stroking it , and asked me if I was there to meet him, I said . I was and I immediately got down on knees , heart beating so fast, trembling alittle and nervous as hell. He told me to relax and kissed me fully on my lips, I was shocked as I had never kissed another man but I responded back and kissed him gently. He said , do you still want to go through with this? I said, "yes". I want to,,I knelt down and he pushed my head towards his cock, I opened my mouth and took his thick throbbing man meat in my mouth, started sucking his cock , using my tongue alot as he was pumping back and forth into my mouth.I was able to take the whole length and girth right to the back of my throat. Oh the feelings that I started feeling as I was suckng this mans cock was totally erotic. I started feeling like a whore slut and didnt care if anyone saw me , I just wanted him to keep his cock in my mouth forever. Well , after maybe 15 mins , he spasamed and said , he was going to cum, I just kept sucking and a few seconds later felt his cum shooting to the back of my throat. I was like WOW, i could not believe I had made this man so happy by swallowing his sperm, the cum tasted a little minty and salty but I found myself cleanining up every drop of his cum on his cock, I felt my own soft cock and it was soaking wet with precum. I licked my own precum off my fingers as the guy was zipping up. He said , Thank you very much , you have made me very happy. I said , you are very welcome, I am glad I followed through with my desires for cock and cum. And now to present day, I cruise the forest trails hopping to find and pleasure another married neglected man. I am addicted to sucking cocks and pleasuring older married men . I hope i run into one of you men that are reading this one day in the forest trails. Adrian

  • Lifes Desires

    Years ago.I used to watch male body builders and enjoyed the competitions with very skimpy clothing they wore it accented their cocks when alone i would masterbate and cum 2 or 3 times while watching made me so horned up
    I wanted badly see the competitor naked . My strong desires were to see and touch even maybe making them cum. So i guess there my homosexual desires began.
    I got married to.a women at 19 years old .and stayed married for 30 years.
    At 32 years old I was horny all the time and no sex with the wife i began to meet guys who would suck me to completion.
    Soon i was sucking guys too. I realized how much i enjoyed sucking guys and all that goes with it. I have sucked at least 250 different mens cocks and wish it was 1000. Safe to say I love cocks . I am a cock sucker its plain to me
    This is my confession i live in San Antonio
    Name is Brian

    Hotel Spa

    Every year in December, I make a trip to my west coast office to usher out the current year and usher in a new year. I always love this trip. I have made it known I would rather live out there than back east.

    This trip was basically like the last 10 years. Same week, same work itinerary, but a different hotel. This hotel was a bit more fancy and more like a spa, but whatever. It is all good.

    My second night there I hit the gym. When I get there, I realize there is the sauna and the steam room. Cool! I did my running, but I did not want to do anything else, so I decided to hit the sauna and steam room. This is when it goes sideways. There are five guys in sauna so I hit the steam room first. Same deal, but a bigger space. I enter, find my way to a place to sit and try to relax. Out of nowhere, I hear a guy say ‘sure’. Sure? What is that all about? The room is filled with steam and I can’t see anything. However, I hear someone sucking on someone’s dick. (Everyone knows the sound.). They apparently finish and leave together. After one more time of the same situation playing out, it was time to find my room. The entire scene was surreal.

  • A New Life Style

    You know that many women experiment with their girlfriends when they are teens. My wife admitted to me that she'd had her pussy eaten (which she said that she enjoyed) and had reciprocated (hated the taste of pussy). She’d say that everyone does it, they are just curious kids.
    She pestered me about a friend that I hung around in HS, she said everyone thought he was gay and wonder why a jock like me associated with him. For years I told her that she was crazy, and I never saw that type of behavior from him.
    Now years later, I’ve gotten health problem and we are sort of Hotwifing lifestyle. After one of her sessions, I pick her up and she talks me into having a few drinks at the bar before we drive home. We had more than a few and got a room for the night. We have some more drinks as she is in a talkative party mood, she pulls out a blunt that she’d gotten from her FB. I hadn’t smoked in years, while she smokes cigarettes I didn’t think that she smoked reefer at all. She fires it up and halfway done with it she says that he FB has a cock that might be a little bigger than mine (I’m no slouch) except that his was rock hard. She goes on to tell me a lot of the secrets she’s had for the past 40 years.
    Then she says are you sure that you don’t have anything you’d like to confess, you know in HS a lot of my friends thought you might be gay cause you hang around Speros all the time. You really want to know the truth, he blew me a couple of times. She says you sure that all you did ? you ever suck him, Did he ever fuck you, you know you like me to play with your ass when you jerkoff.
    Well I told her the whole truth, yeah I had sucked his dick. When I sleep over we’d 69, he was really into kissing and hugging and we fall asleep with him spooning me. He wasn’t that big, but he’d put his cock between my legs and dry hump me. I think it was the second time I slept over, he put some baby oil on my ass and slipped it in.
    She wanted to know if it hurt going in, not really maybe because he was uncircumcised. I missed it, not really. Asked me if I’d like to eat her as she had several loads in her pussy. I told her she was getting silly. Unfortunately we kept drinking and smoking. All this talk she says is making her crazy horny and gets on her phone and calls her FB who is still at the motel, I thought she was going to his room but she gives him our room and he comes down.
    She met him at the door naked, kissing and hugging and whispering. Asked me if I was ready to watch, something never wanted me to do. Of course I did, okay then you better start sucking his dick to get him ready. Then they both stood there naked and stared at me. I had to think, then I said I’ll suck your dick get you hard, not going to swallow and once your hard you got to fuck her silly.
    That’s what happened.

    Can I Submit Again?

    Over the back of the sofa, my pants pulled down, my bare butt exposed, spanked and grabbed, a hard penis laid up my crack, a hard penis shoved in my vagina. Then my calves seizing up from being on tip toes, his dick hitting my cervix over and over, his large hand holding me down. That was last night.

    Today has been a long day, I have sperm in me, I understand sperm can live in you for days. My professor was clear, you can get pregnant from a one time ejaculation. He was deep inside of me, and U had been aroused by the spanking, my cervix was triggered to help pull the sperm into my uterus. I've never been so aware of my vital reproductive organs.

    If I fail to conceive I will find myself over the back of the sofa again. I can't say I'm looking forward to another spanking,

  • Taste Of Manly

    Have not had any outside sex since around 2019 so spend a lot of time with it on my mind. And wanking. And confess that since wife has cooled off and my meds have given me some ED, I have been intrigued at the notion of sucking cock.
    In my latest exploits I imagine meeting a very big chap at his place and we both know the reason for comings to suck his dick and make him cum.
    He settles back nude on his King bed and the big rolls of fat are smooth and slick when I finger them and lick under his belly.
    His huge hairy scrotum is deliciously salty and his walnut sized nuts each take a turn in my sucking mouth.
    His moans and grunts turn me on even more and I really work over his sack then work down his perineum and the scent of his man crack is intoxicating. My tongue slides over his hole and everything is focused on my tongue and his juicy red hole.
    He's making my own dick throb with his dirty language, telling me to eat his ass out and dig into his dirty hole. He's wanking his thick meat and I'm stroking my own as I feel him start to pulse in my mouth and he screams that he's cumming in my dirty mouth.
    I cannot wait to make this happen.
    Do any other cocksuckers get off on big chubby bears?

    A Letter To Say Things I Don't Have Anyone To Tell It Too

    So I'm here nursing an injury to my back. It's an old injury but from time to time it gets to hurting and I have to stop doing things. I try to man up and put up with it, but I confess that I have had to resort to pain medication which I don't like.

    I was married once, many years ago to a nice girl. We broke up when I got hurt, I couldn't explain it to her and she figured out that what happened was doing something I shouldn't have been doing. Rather than tell her the truth, we broke up. Nice girl, a nice woman now.

    I feel off a balcony visiting a 'friend'. That's how I broke my back. I told my wife that it was a work accident, working late. Actually I was with my 'friend' doing what I do and I was is sitting on the balcony rail while he was sucking my cock and I fell backwards. Fortunately it was only one story or I wouldn't be here telling you this now. He and I aren't friends any more, this was over twenty years ago.

    I've stayed unmarried, I just like being with 'friends' too much and the double life is just too hard to keep up. When I get together with a 'friend' it's insatiable, I can't stop and it goes on too long. I just want it too much. Several times these 'friends' wanted to make it something more permanent, but that scared me off. I can't have a permanent relationship deep in the shadows, if you understand, These 'friendships' are off the books. God, how I like them, I could really use one now,

    My injury has interfered with my work enough so that I took early retirement, a descent enough package. This was a voluntary release in 2020 when people right and left were being laid off. Better me, with my package, than some young family member who needed the job. Fortunately during those long days when you couldn't go out I found a 'friend' and we had a grand old time. And to make it sweeter still, my back didn't get in the way, I was quite limber and I enjoy trying new things and positions. God I wish I could be doing that now instead of getting doped up to deal with the pain.

    I met a man quite by accident the other day. I was feeling well enough to drive and went out to get a bite at this Vietnamese place. He was sitting alone and the place was full and I went over and he agreed to share the table. A nice guy, retired from the 'force', a retired cop. I could tell right off the bat that he enjoyed the forbidden fruit and I talked him to come over and we were getting along quite well when I threw out my back again. Damn, and it really hurt. There I was in an odd shaped position, hurting like hell, and his beautiful cock a couple of feet away and there was nothing I could do about it.

    He was understanding enough. He helped me get 'seated' and I had to take a couple of p!lls. But that's as far as it went and he had to leave and I haven't heard from him since then. Not that I should expect it, it was a one off thing. But I wasn't able to enjoy it, I feel empty, task unaccomplished and I was so ready for his cock, and then the searing pain.

    Well, just one more thing. I have a small life insurance policy, not much really but enough for a good surprise. I have my ex wife, nice woman really, as the beneficiary. I have a will for what it counts, the only thing I own that is worth something is a small rental house I inherited myself from my grandmother. It's old but in a nice place and I've plowed the rent money into it and it stays rented and it gives me net about six thousand a year. I've left that to her too.

    What I can't leave her is the explanation of what happened. Or the communications, or explain why certain people may come to my funeral. I will leave her, as if this is an inheritance, many more questions than answers. What a weird group of friends. You see, I won't be here in a few months. I have been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, the aggressive type, and I didn't respond to the medications. I just wish that I had been able to get one more round, he was such a nice man, big and strong and he would have really given me the treatment that I need so much.

    Thanks for your attention and understanding,

    A man, just a man, in the closet, I never have been able to face the light about all this.

    Becoming Bi Part 2

    [continued]

    Over time, I developed an exhibitionist streak. Not many women seem to want to watch men masturbate, but a hell of a lot of men do. I started watching guys on chaturbate, trying to get them off, encouraging them to cum. Then I signed up as a performer myself, back when you could do it anonymously. I found it difficult at first; either I couldn't stay hard, or I would cum too quickly. Then I discovered dirtyroulette and got better at it. One of the hottest times I had was jerking off with another guy, then cumming about half a load, and licking it up. He about lost his mind with lust. But I've had to give that up; it's too addictive and compulsive. (I am, for certain reasons, hypersexual.)

    Lately I've gotten into wearing slutty underwear. Not women's underwear, but men's thongs, g-strings, mesh, and crotchless underwear. My wife doesn't seem to mind.

    Sometimes I masturbate for an hour, or even an hour and a half, sometimes two long sessions a night. And sometimes I look at women, and sometimes I look at men, thinking about what it would be like to suck a cock for real (I can still suck myself off, in fact better than ever), or to get fucked, or both at the same time. I love MMF scenarios where the female is dominant, and I really get off on bi encouragement porn. I love watching guys (and girls) cum, but oddly I'm not that into watching men have sex without a woman being involved, and I'm not attracted to trans.

    So I have finally accepted that I'm not straight, and not merely curious. I'm out to myself, and to my wife, although I'm not sure she believes it. I want to fuck and be fucked by both sexes, because I am open-minded and have a fierce libido. I don't plan to tell anyone, but I would be honest about it if asked for some reason. Maybe some day I'll lose the other half of my virginity, but I'm not counting on it. And that's OK.

    Becoming Bi Part 1

    I came out to myself as bisexual sometime in the last year. (Also to my wife, but I don't know if she believes me.) So I've been looking back and wondering whether I was always bisexual, or whether my sexuality changed from straight to bi, and if so, what caused it.

    To keep things legit, I have to start the story when I was 18, but I'll just note there were a few signs before that. I was still a virgin at 18, and scared of sex. I wanted it badly, I loved masturbating, frequently, especially to Playboy, using Vaseline or Aveeno. But when an opportunity would come up to fuck a real girl, I would chicken out. So I was apparently heterosexual, but unconsummated. There were some ways that I did not feel quite straight. For one thing, I had a crush on at least one guy, although I did not think of it that way at the time, and would have denied it. Also, I shaved my pubic hair for the first time around then, and don't remember what possessed me to do so, but it felt right. It felt a little gay to me, definitely arousing, and I loved the look and feel (and still do today -- I'm lasered actually), but I was worried about what women would think, so I just trimmed it short. I also experimented with anal penetration -- I wondered why gay men liked being fucked in the ass, so one day I experimented with a finger and some Vaseline... and gained some understanding. One finger was plenty at first, but two felt pretty great once I got used to it.

    I lost my virginity when I was 20. I should have experimented more after that. But I gained some experience with good old heterosexual sex, loved it of course, and got pretty good at oral sex. I had a tendency toward premature ejaculation, which was a source of distress for a long time, but I could make a girl cum without using my cock.

    I REALLY wish I could remember trying to suck my own cock for the first time, but it was by the time I was 22, because I remember a stretch of a few weeks when I did it every night. I also really wish I could remember tasting my own cum for the first time. I know I went through the usual pattern of getting horny and wanting to try it, then losing interest as I ejaculated... but going through with it a few times, and then the memory of doing it making me horny again. I know I had swallowed cum by the time I was 22, because I remember a stretch of a few weeks when I did it almost every night. :) Obviously, with my cock head between my lips, it was just easiest to cum in my mouth and drink it down, rather than mess around with tissues and such.

    In my mid- to late twenties, I was looking for porn on the internet and came across a collection of cock pictures. Some were shaved, some were cumming. I started to come back to the collection, focusing on my favorites. And that was the first time I masturbated to "gay" porn. And from that point, I grew more and more comfortable jerking off while looking at hard cocks.

    My wife and I experimented a bit with toys, and she had a decent sized vibrating but realistic-looking dildo. We were going to move to another city, and she didn't want to pack it, so she left it to me to throw away. But I didn't, at least not right away. As soon as I had a chance to be alone in the house, I lubed up that dildo and started easing it into my ass, eventually getting the whole thing in -- balls-deep. It felt amazing. Then I turned on the vibrator and almost came right then and there.

    At this point, I had had romantic and sexual relationships with women... but I had had crushes on men, I loved shaving my body, I loved looking at cocks while I stroked my own, I had swallowed loads of my own cum, and I was experimenting with anal pleasures. I told myself that I was "bicurious", if I admitted anything to myself at all.

    More to come.

  • After 6 Years Of Marriage And 3 Children I Discovered I'm Lesbian

    Now older and wiser I know many women who like me were not aware they were lesbians. I got pregnant at 19, got married and had two more by the time I was 25. Pretty standard family of three kids and a working husband. I managed to get my associates, but not my B.A.

    Along the way a girl was introduced into our household. She worked for my husband, was young and pretty and he had her under his thumb. With three kids there was little I could say, I didn't work and didn't have any skills. My mother's words won the day, put up with her but don't ruin your marriage.

    It happened one cold and rainy night, as they say. He brought her home because he couldn't stand sleeping and not holding her. Our little house wasn't big enough for guest rooms, he stuffed her in bed with us and made love to her for my benefit. It was the first time I ever saw a naked woman like that, naked and aroused, her eyes glazed over and the smells of sex all over her. Every woman knows the smell of hot pussy, what every woman doesn't know is that she can get aroused too.

    All it took was once, and while I was deep in her pussy, he was behind me driving himself like a madman. Soon she was in his arms between us and when he fell fast asleep she moved over to my arms to finish the night. Naked breasts, and naked pussy, I couldn't get enough of her and we became primary lovers, he got the leftovers.

    She was sleeping in my arms, not his and he wasn't happy. He threatened to leave but that was the one thing that we couldn't afford. We had to make room for him and give him the attention he demanded. You may be sucking his cock and she's riding his face, but all you want to do is suck her pussy instead. We were new to the lesbian thing and we couldn't get enough of it. Even in front of the children. We sent them to school talking about two mommies.

    In a moment of weakness, not really thinking about it, we decided that she should have her babies and soon we had five kids and didn't fit in the house. We moved. This time to a new house being built and we asked for two masters, and three rooms for the kids. Our idea, we were fantasizing, that we would each have a master and he would trade time with us. We ended up in one master and he got the other one, man cave included.

    I'm 36 now and hotter than ever. I sleep with her in my arms and if he wants to hold her he comes to our bed, we don't go to his. He gets enough between us that he doesn't need to go elsewhere. We've matured and don't make out in front of the children. They know that we are lovers and we have told them we are lesbians. But in front of the children we stick to small kisses and hugs, both between us and their father. The one thing our children know is that their father comes to see us and we are there for him.

    For the sake of family and good living we recognize him as the head of household, he goes to work and we keep the home fires burning.