I'm not your typical sissy gay guy with a lisp, broken wrist, swishy behind and neither does my life evolve around being gay, the gay community' bars, clubs and cruise areas. I didn't make that statement to demean or make light of those who are gay and manifest those characteristics. I simply wanted to point out that society is filled with gay men and women who are never suspect. As masculine and feminine as a guy or girl may be, once you reach a certain age and are not married people suspect that room mate might be more than a roommate or pseudo relative.
After graduating college my father encouraged me to move west to start my own life. Someone had told dad I was gay a year earlier but he has never told my mom or anyone else. Dad supports me al the time and not sure I would have made it without his behind the scenes encouragement and support. One thing he always emphasized was to look and act like a man...because I preferred sex with a man does not mean I have to look, or act like a women. I struggled the next 5 years while working full time and attending grad school in the evenings. Dad said, "Success is when preparation meets opportunity. However, willingness to make the sacrifices and pay the prices determines to what extent success is attained." I found the opportunity and I paid the price of long hours, a limited personal life and working when others went home. Today, I am a Senior Executive with a major corporation in America - and I am gay.
I worked my way from basic management, to area manager, to a regional manager. A head hunter called me out of the blue explaining that my hard work, successes and reputation had garnered the attention of a company who was offering me a corporate position. I was hesitant to take the offer because there were two other levels of management I would skip to change companies. I knew it would be years, and no guarantee I would attain that level with the company I had worked for 14 years. The fear of any advancement is being promoted above your level of competence, which I had witnessed so many times.
I accepted the offer and am so delighted as it was the best move for me at that juncture. During my years with the original company I hired a really nice married man (Bob) who became a model employee. Every time I was promoted he was the one I recommended to take my place and he did on 2 occasions. I never allowed myself to become close, personal friend with any employee and certainly didn't have sex with any.. even though there were a few who created a tingle or two. I never had a lunch/meal outside of work without at least 3 employees and the first time Bob and I ever shared a meal, without another employee, was when he and his wife invited me to a farewell diner at my favorite Italian Restaurant.
I moved across country and over the next year or so exchanged mails with other work friends and an occasional call from Bob. I'd received an email indicating his wife was being transferred with her government position and he wanted to use me as a reference. Over the next few months I received a number of inquiries responding most favorably. I got an email that he had been hired in a similar position and all was well. I had met another professional man and we had moved in together. That was a new experience for me, but one I was cherishing. I did not tell anyone, other than my dad. My boy friend and I had just come home for a work out and he was headed to the shower when my cell rang - it was Bob. He said he was just in from "Happy Hour" and his wife was completing a project so he was alone. Then he said, I'm beating my meat thinking about how I would love to have sucked your dick. A good looking man like you should have been caught my now...I think your bi. I was shocked speechless as I never suspected Bob was bi or that he had any interest in me. I heard a noise when he said I just sent you a picture of my dick. Sure enough there was a close up of a hard, uncircumcised dick, with his hand around it (he has an unusual wedding band which I recognized). I said, I'm shocked to say the least, Bob. He said I got a look at your cock once while you were pissing and I thinks its a nice one.
I could hear the shower as I walked into the kitchen looking out the window with my left hand down my shorts holing my boner. Bob started talking some really dirty shit, and telling me about his taking on 2 guys from work - both I know and both married. I had my shorts pushed down and was stroking my cock while married, jock, Bob shared details of his sex with even other men and how he wanted mine. I told him I was not alone and we could not Skype a jack off session. He said, did I offend you. I said, no you shocked the hell out of me... but my boy friend just turned the shower off. I would love to continue this at a more appropriate time. He said email me a day, date and time and hung up. I pushed my boyfriend back in the shower and had some amazing sex the entire time thinking about what had just occurred - out of no where.
It took months for Bob and I to have some private time and some hot on-line sex. He has shared experience I have only dreamed of and they have provide me some great jack off materials - as he told them and in the theatre of my own mind. We've drifted apart this last year as he and his wife divorced and me moved to work for his dad in the family business. You never know who is really reading you, even with the greatest efforts. Now, I look at men and, sometimes wonder, are you bi or gay and even I can't pick up on it. With this west coast company I do not have to hid my life style. However, I will never fuck with the troops, if you know what I mean. Thanks for taking the time to read my confession.