Although I live as a straight male, I have always had gay sex fantasies. They started when I was quite young. That's because I had a neighbor kid that was only about two years older than me that somehow convinced me it was ok to suck his dick. Thinking back on it I'm amazed that even as hesitant as I was initially, I was more than willing the second time he asked me to. I probably sucked him another 8 or 9 times before he moved away.
I never thought about it again until I was a teenager. When I turned about 14 the occasional man would hit on me. I was always to afraid to accept for fair of my family finding out. I was so turned on by these men hitting on me I would masturbate furiously at the thought of being with one of them. Then when I was 15 one of my buddies was at my house one afternoon. Nobody was home. It was just him and I. We started talking about girls and sex. That's when he brought up dick size. He wanted to know if I thought my dick was bigger than his. I told him no I did not want to know. All of a sudden he pulls his pants down and pulls his cock out. He sat there with what must of been an 8 inch cock. I was stunned at how large it was. Especially on another 15 year old. He just sat there for about 5 minutes or more with his cock out. I remember thinking to myself what a beautiful cock he had. As much as I regret it, even to this day, I did nothing about it. Again for fair of my family finding out. It did solidify something in my mind though. If I ever got the chance, and nobody would find out, I was going to suck another cock one day.
It finally happened when I hit my early 30's. I was fresh out of a divorce. I couldn't afford much for an apartment. I found a very inexpensive one in what I later realized was a gay neighborhood. It was right on the beach and was great for walking around. Not being used to being alone, I used to walk along the beach at night. It was better than sitting alone in my apartment. Of course it turned out to be a pretty busy gay cruising beach.
When I realized what it was, I decided to take advantage of were I was. It was now time to go from fantasy to reality. I was going to suck a cock. I knew nothing about picking up on gay men, so I just walked on the beach until they hit on me. It was a perfect setup for me. My apartment was right there, so we could go there. The first guy that picked up on me wasn't what I had fantasized about, but it broke the ice for me. I was off and running. I walked along the beach every night. If I liked the way the guy looked we went back to my place. If I didn't I politely turned him down. In the first year I lived there I must have had sex with 8 maybe 9 different men. Five of them had really big dicks. I always enjoyed those more than the average guys. Not only did I quickly become a size queen, but they would cum so much more. I really loved that. The other thing the bigger guys were was dominate and aggressive. The first time I had sex with an aggressive and dominate guy, I was hooked. My submissive side came out in full bloom.
I liked being with a man that took control over me. It was liberating for me. To submit to a stronger man was heaven to me.
It wasn't until I was picked up on by a very handsome and tall black man that my feminine side came rushing to the surface. He approached me on the beach. He was about 6'4" and when I saw how handsome he was, I didn't hesitate to invite him to my place. When we got to my apartment he didn't wait to be asked, he just undressed down to his underwear. I just sat there in awe. He had one of the most gorgeous bodies I had ever seen. Like I said he was tall, but he was fit and muscular, but in a swimmer's body way. As I admired him I could see the outline of his cock through his underwear. I immediately thought how I was glad I had gotten used to a big cock before this. His cock was much bigger than any one I had before this.
When he removed his underwear I walked over to him and started to fall to my knees to suck on that beautiful manhood he was packing. Before I could drop to far he pulled me up. Now I'm only 5'10", so I was looking up to him. That was powerful. I knew right away he was going to have things his way. That alone got me excited. Then what he did next just made me melt. He kissed me. Up to that point, even though I had sex with several men, there was never any kissing. As we were kissing he took my arms and put them up around his neck. As I held his neck he started to french kiss me really deep and passionately. That's when his magic kicked in. I had never felt this kind of lust in my life. I could have been a girl at that point and been perfectly happy. We spent the entire night in wild sex. He had me in every way he could. At one point he was slowly moving his huge cock in and out of me, and telling me he was going to make me his bitch. I told him as good as he felt inside me I was more than willing. When we finally finished we lay next to each other. He wrapped me up in his arms and I caressed his chest. He pulled me up to him and began kissing me again. Even though I was sexually spent, I enjoyed his kisses as much as the first time he kissed me. It just felt different with him than it did with any man before him.
That night started a two year sexual love affair, that had me cross dressing for him as well as other things I never thought I would do. I loved every minute of it.