Bi-Sexual Male / 55
I live a fake regular life, but I participate sexually with other men. I don't like that I do sexual things with other men, but I cannot bring myself to stop. The night my son was born I sucked the dick of the security guard at the hospital. He was a big ugly black man, and I sucked him hard enough so he would cum on me. When I went to see my new born son, I had the taste of cum in my mouth.
My sexual activities started when I was in the ROTC in high school and I was fucked by the upper classmen. For whatever reason, I was the one they fucked. I sucked them off one by one behind the parade ground, until my mouth and jaw hurt, and still I had to keeping sucking them off. Someone would usually fuck me after that and leave me on the grounds to crawl back to my room. Whenever they called I went.
In college I would go to this diner at a truck stop on the by pass to get picked up. I was a regular and the clerk at the desk knew that I gave head and I would either go back into the bathrooms or I would follow them out to their trucks to sucke them off. The clerk was an old Polish man and he would fuck me and make me give him head under the counter while he was checking people out. I later found out that he collected money from the truckers he sent me to.
I started work at a large fabrication plant and my predilections took me around until I had a guy I could suck. Like the other men I sucked he was a loud and domineering, asshole who would spit in my mouth and then ram his dick down my throat. I wanted to be fucked by him so bad, I kept going back to him but he wouldn't fuck me, he thought that made him gay.
It was at that plant that I met my wife. She pretty much chased me and she was the one that suggested that we get married. I got married thinking that would stop me from fucking with other men. It never stopped me, I would work late, go out to the mall where there was a restroom that was the pickup point for motels nearby. I got fucked in just about all the motels in the area. She has never figured out what I do. We have my one son, and his father is a worthless cock sucker.
I personally don't think I am gay, I am a man slut who needs to suck cock and get fucked. After I do my thing, once I am have been satisfied, I drive home and go to bed and masturbate. But I don't want to have anything to do with those men, or even see them again.
I am a sick shit, out of town tonight, and I am going out to the horse track to find someone to suck so that I can come back and masturbate and then pick up my own cum with my finger and eat it all. Same thing I do most every night. My wife just thinks that I don't love her any more, I just don't get any desire for her.
My sexual activities started when I was in the ROTC in high school and I was fucked by the upper classmen. For whatever reason, I was the one they fucked. I sucked them off one by one behind the parade ground, until my mouth and jaw hurt, and still I had to keeping sucking them off. Someone would usually fuck me after that and leave me on the grounds to crawl back to my room. Whenever they called I went.
In college I would go to this diner at a truck stop on the by pass to get picked up. I was a regular and the clerk at the desk knew that I gave head and I would either go back into the bathrooms or I would follow them out to their trucks to sucke them off. The clerk was an old Polish man and he would fuck me and make me give him head under the counter while he was checking people out. I later found out that he collected money from the truckers he sent me to.
I started work at a large fabrication plant and my predilections took me around until I had a guy I could suck. Like the other men I sucked he was a loud and domineering, asshole who would spit in my mouth and then ram his dick down my throat. I wanted to be fucked by him so bad, I kept going back to him but he wouldn't fuck me, he thought that made him gay.
It was at that plant that I met my wife. She pretty much chased me and she was the one that suggested that we get married. I got married thinking that would stop me from fucking with other men. It never stopped me, I would work late, go out to the mall where there was a restroom that was the pickup point for motels nearby. I got fucked in just about all the motels in the area. She has never figured out what I do. We have my one son, and his father is a worthless cock sucker.
I personally don't think I am gay, I am a man slut who needs to suck cock and get fucked. After I do my thing, once I am have been satisfied, I drive home and go to bed and masturbate. But I don't want to have anything to do with those men, or even see them again.
I am a sick shit, out of town tonight, and I am going out to the horse track to find someone to suck so that I can come back and masturbate and then pick up my own cum with my finger and eat it all. Same thing I do most every night. My wife just thinks that I don't love her any more, I just don't get any desire for her.
