I'm not your A typical coming out of the closet gay man, or at least I thought I wasn't.
I'm twenty nine, married, six feet one inch tall, very fit and muscular, and before I married my very beautiful wife, I had many girlfriends who enjoyed the feel of my eight and quarter inch cock deep inside them.
Then in June I attended a party with lots of flight stewards and stewardesses I meet everyday at work.
I'd known the birthday party boy long before I married, and had always gotten along well with him and lots of his gay steward friends, hence the invite to his fiftieth.
My wife was working that evening, but in her words as she said laughing, "they'll be no one you'll be getting off with anyway".
I got there a little late and some of the party goers were already drunk, one of whom was a very good friend of the birthday boy.
He played up to the crowd when one guy asked about his liking for older men, him being in his late teens, by showing his arse to everyone. This brought laughter aswell as comic remarks about how his backside looked well and truely fucked.
Then one guy saw me looking and said "I bet you wish you'd like to be balls deep up him wouldn't you?"
I replied by telling him I was a straight. His response has changed my life "Look I can tell a gay man or a gay one a be a mile off, and if you haven't had sex with a man yet I'm sure I could persaude you to".
Moving away I began to talk to some other people I knew, but with a nagging doubt in my mind.
Later in the evening I found myself outside smoking when the same guy came up to me and asked me if I'd like to find out what he meant earlier.
Why, I honestly and truthfully don't know, but I found myself saying "Go on then, lets see what you've got".
He moved us to a dark corner, sank to his knees and had my cock out in less than a minute.
In the next five to ten minutes I knew precisely why he said what he said.
No woman, including my wife, has ever given me the thrill and total orgasmic feeling his mouth gave me as he sucked my cock deep down his throat. It was as if his lips mouth and throat were constricting all around my cock, sucking it to it's full hardness.
His tongue was moving underneath my cock head making my precum leak out like never before and when I came and I did cum in bucket loads, it was by far the most intense orgasm I'd ever had.
My cum litterally blasted his mouth and throat, but he took every single drop.
Still sucking me but with a gentler feeling he continued to excite my penis keeping it erect.
Then standing up he held my face and we kissed, the first time I'd kissed a man since my father.
The taste of my cum was all over his tongue as we explored each others mouths, his right hand now stroking my still erect cock.
I wanted him, I wanted to be inside him like I did when fucking a woman, but this wasn't the time and I think he knew that.
We broke apart, his hand wanking me. The next thing I knew he pressing a piece of paper into my hand, he kissed me once more then asked me almost whispering to ring him if I still felt the same way in the morning.
As soon as I got in my car for work the next day I rang him. Within half an hour I'd phoned work to tell them I wasn't going to be in and was driving the six miles to his apartment.
The rest as they say is history, needless to say I've discovered my love for giving and receiving anal sex, aswell as everything else my gay lover has taught me since...