I'm probably not the usual type of person who confesses on here, as my confession doesn't directly involve hurting anyone I love.
At the age of seventeen I was waiting for my girlfriend to finish an exam. I was waiting for her outside the six form college she was at, in my fathers car. I'd not long passed my test and wanted to surprise her.
There was (The colllege has been demolished for the last eight years) a small park outside of the college and I decided to take a walk in the hot sunshine, knowing she was going to be at least another hour.
My attention was grabbed by a guy, an older guy who whistled at me. Looking in his direction, he signalled for me to walk over to where he was sat on the grass. Curious and ever the confident kid, I walked over and within minutes we were chatting.
It wasn't hard to work out he was cruising for gay sex and in a devilish way I encouraged him.
As we talked I discovered his birthday was the day before mine, and he was exactly fifteen years and a day older than me. Starting to become intrigued by the guy as we continued to talk, I was strangely soon seriously contemplating letting him masturbate me or maybe even letting him suck me off. The question when it came was simple and to the point, he asked me if I wanted to have some fun, some cock fun. Telling me he'd suck my dick dry if I sucked him to completion.
I'd not had that much experience with girls, never mind the suggested gay sex he had in mind. But with the sun beating down, my hormones and my libido in overdrive I followed him to a wooded area. Inside the small wood was a old concrete building, half fallen and totaly overgrown.
Turning as he reached the side of the building, he quickly dropped his shorts, to reveal a bouncing already massive erect cock. Having never been with a man, I surprised myself and probably him (I've never asked him, I will later) by sinking to my knees and immediately taking his beautiful dick into my mouth. Talk about natural, It was if I'd spent every living moment learning how to suck cock. His dick felt perfect in my mouth, it felt as if it was part of who I was. It felt completely normal and right.
With each thrust of his hips and my tongue, lips and throat, taking his seemingly swelling cock, I began to get bolder. Reaching behind him, I pulled his arse cheeks apart and started to massage his butt hole. Putting two fingers to my mouth and removing his dick, I let my saliva coat my fingers. I didn't know if he'd had a guy abuse his rear hole before, but it didn't change my thoughts. I put his cock back into my mouth and sucked down hard on his cock shaft, as I put the two fingers back up to his hole and pushed them in.
I was being orally fucked as I was finger fucking his arsehole. After a few minutes of abuse both ways, he began to buck his hips faster and harder. I knew he about to cum and I also knew there was no way I wasn't going to try and swallow his cum too. In a torrent of hot flying liquid down my throat, I drank down everything he had.
In a switch of roles I made my new friend gag. He wasn't as good as me, not even close. Even so I wasn't as experienced as him and in a couple of minutes, I was watching my cum slide down his face as he'd wanted it there.
The walk back to the car had me doubting myself on every level, but the one thing I knew was, I wasn't going to lie to my girlfriend.
She'd passed her exam easilly and her enthusiasm made me delay what I had to say. In her bedroom the next day I confessed everything to her. Her response was to tell she always knew I was at least bisexual, if not a gay man in waiting. It was a shock though when she said, she still wanted to have a relationship with me.
That afternoon with her parents having gone shopping, we made love like a long serving married couple. It was so much more intense and responsive and with her taking full control, I submissively helped her orgasm as she sat on my throbbing cock.
I'm married to K now. We have no children yet, but we will. She knows I'm still seeing my male friend and accepts I need that part of my life to continue for now at least. In the ten year relationship I've had with M, I've become the bottom to his vigorous topping. We meet up once or twice a month to have sex, where I now love him to be fucking me with his huge fat member aswell as adoring the feel his cock gives me when sucking him off. It's an unusual situation I know, but one in which all three of us are truely happy.