A year ago I would have described myself as a white, hetrosexual, healthy, fairly fit, married man who loves sex and adores fucking his beautiful wife.
A year on and given what I've just done this morning, I'd describe myself as a white, even healthier, fitter married man who craves sex, adores fucking his beautiful wife, if and when she occasionally wants sex. But who now fucks and can't get enough of pounding his cock into young men's arseholes. Basically a bisexual guy who fucks young men as much as he can.

A little over a year ago I began to seriously get into fitness in the gym I attend. My body shape, fitness and sexual desire all improved dramatically over the year. Yet the one part of my life which dwindled to next to nothing, was having sex with my wife. Her libido dropped like a stone and I found myself wanking all the time.
Around the end of October last year, I was talking to an instructor at the gym after my workout, who knows my wife. I was telling him how her libido had dropped off to the point of next to nothing, and we were discussing whether I could encourage her to join the gym. Walking passed us was a young guy who I'd seen a few times in the gym, and who I knew had been watching me train. Finishing off my conversation, I walked into the changing/shower area when I saw the young guy walking into the showers. He was naked and somehow his nakedness and his white arse looked so sexy.
Stripping off myself I casually walked into the shower area to find the young man not showering exactly, but stroking his very hard looking erection. Without any thought to, or conscious effort for, I became erect myself just looking at his naked form. He smiled at me, tugged on his cock, pointing it in my direction and very casually said "I'm a passive guy".

Now at that time in my normal hetro world, I didn't know what that meant. I knew what passive meant in the real world, but until he said "I love being fucked" later. I didn't understand what he was saying. Only when he turned around and spread his arse cheeks did I get some inkling of what he wanted. And even though I was straight, who was I to dissappoint a young man who obviously wanted my cock.
There was no foreplay, we both understood we could be disturbed at any time. So with him smearing a large dollop of hair conditioner onto his arsehole, I literally just slid my cock easily up his arsehole from behind. It seemed perfectly normal and the right thing to do. There was no doubt in my mind or thoughts about being "Gay". Having not had sex in some time, I simply wanted to fuck someone, anyone, female or male and it didn't enter my head the reality of fucking a young man would mean I was bisexual. His reaction to my cock sliding so effortlessly was to shove backwards as I began to fuck him and believe it was such a sexual relief to be fucking another human being (Instead of my right hand).
Each thrust up his willing arse was awesome. I found myself able to give it to him as hard as I wanted, so I fucked him slamming my cock as hard as I could up his beautiful fuck hole. His moans and his actions of bucking back onto my cock soon had me on the brink, plus not having had sex in about a month. Telling him I wanted, needed to cum, he groaned out loud and pushed real hard back onto my dick. Shouting out himself about cumming, I unloaded. It was a moment in my life I know I will never forget. As I cumming up his arsehole, he was cumming all over the shower floor, and we both held each other like long term lovers.

With our balls both empty, he turned around and kissed me. It was something I wasn't ready for, but something I returned anyway in a fervour of tongues twisting over one another. I held him tight and moved my hands all over his body, but especially his tight cute arse as he held my head and backside. We ended the kiss as we heard someone enter the changing area. I walked out first talking about different techniques of training to the young man, as if we'd known each other for ages. Still talking about exercises and gym stuff in general, we dried off and got dressed as the guy who'd entered walked into the showers. Outside in the lobby of the gym, he asked me for my number and we swapped mobile numbers. Telling me he was local, I knew the following afternoon I'd be leaving work early. I also knew my wife would be getting home late from her trip down to London.

At two o'clock the following afternoon just as I got in from work, I got a text from two people. Firstly from my wife who told me she'd be on the later train home because of work, then I got a text from Aaron the young man I'd fucked the day before to say he was on his way round. From two thirty until five o'clock I licked sucked and fucked with Aaron as I'd never had sex with anyone before. I was like a man possessed, having him suck my cock, as I for the first time sucked on his slim dick. Then in every conceivable position, I fucked that young man all over our home. In the kitchen, I had him mount me as I lay flat on the kitchen table. Taking him into the lounge, I had him sprawled over our coffee table as I fucked him from behind, pounding his arsehole for all I was worth. Then once he'd cum as I fucked him missionary on our lather couch, I lead upstairs and fucked him doggy style on the landing as he looked through the banister rail. Finally screwing the arse off of him on the bed I'd fucked my wife on for years, as I spooned the young man. Cumming inside him wasn't what we both wanted. I wanted to cum in his mouth and he wanted to taste my cum, but I was too excited and unloaded up his cute arse. So Aaron asked me to suck out my own cum from his fuckhole and kiss him. Stalling at first, I then eagerly went down on his arsehole, licking and sucking my cum as he held open his well fucked hole. It was another first for me, yet it's something I now adore doing for the young men I now fuck. Taking ym load into my mouth, I rose up and shared one of the most passionate kisses of my entire life. It was such a horny kiss letting Aaron taste my cum and his anal juices, I became hard again. Taking him into the shower, with the water spraying over us, I fucked him again from behind, but took my time to screw his wonderful arsehole.

Over the next few months, we sucked and fucked as often as time and circumstance allowed. Aaron became and still is a very eager lover. I haven't remained faithful only to his delights though. As I've begun to fuck a young guy at work. He's on a temporary contract as he attends the local college. Finding him watching gay porn on his phone in January had my dick rising and his trousers lowering. We fucked in the toilets as I let him know what my likes were. And he's also become a regular fuck. If not a little unwilling to fuck elsewhere.

Then something happened only a few days ago. I met my wife's cousin and her son Kyle. He's twenty years old and extremely good looking. Right form the word go, we both knew we were attracted to each other (He's a gym rat too), but obviously said nothing. This morning changed everything. I'm not sure as yet, how he knew his mums cousin would be at work and I'd be working from home. But he turned up on our doorstep. The moment I answered the door, he stepped inside and kissed me, hard. It was one of those kisses which tell you, you'll be in bed fucking very shortly. And so we were. Kyle has the biggest cock I've ever seen in the flesh, yet he doesn't like to fuck people with it. Instead as I've learned this morning, as well as lots of foreplay, kissing, frotting, cock sucking both ways, and me licking out his beautiful tight fuck hole, he loved to have it flopping about as he mounted me cock. Reverse cowboy fucking, he had us fucking in front of the mirror, and he filmed me fucking him on his mobile using the mirror. It was a fantastic fuck. A very energetic fuck and one which easily had me wanting more. Kyle isn't my best fuck partner though. That delightful attraction still belongs to Aaron, who I'll be seeing tomorrow morning at the gym. We'll take a drive out afterwards and I'll book a room in a hotel I know, if that is, he doesn't want to fuck outdoors. (Hope he does, as I love fucking him in the open air)

My life has turned right around over this last twelve months. My relationship with my wife has if anything gotten better, stronger, as the pressure of sex with her has been lifted. Does she know I'm fucking young men on the side, I'm not sure. The one thing I do know, is my wife and I are extremely happy in our marriage. And if I suspect, she does know about me and my infidelity with young men, then maybe in the future I could be quite open with her when I need time to explore my sexual needs, who knows!...