What. The. Fuck.

This wasn't supposed to be possible. It was supposed to be genetic: either you got hard thinking about other men and their cocks or you didn't, and that didn't change. Well, I'm here to tell you, it can change. I used to be 100% straight, for the first 20 years of my life, at least. Then in a search for greater sexual thrills, I toyed a little with the masochistic fantasy of becoming reluctantly gay. Incredibly, a few silly masturbatory experiments (could I coerce myself to cum while looking at a naked man?) set in motion a years-long cascade of expanding and shifting sexuality. I didn't recognize it at first. I thought it was just a silly but ineffectual fantasy. Stroking my disinterested cock while looking at gay porn, or getting myself ready with straight porn and then substituting some gross gay image just in time for orgasm, made me feel naughty but wouldn't and couldn't actually make me gay. Right? Not entirely.

The more I did things like that, the less disgusting and the more pleasurable they became. At first, months would go by between "experiments". But those months shrank to weeks, and those weeks to days. Somewhere along the way, I found that my cock wasn't disinterested anymore. I realized that I was cumming without having to think of a woman like I used to. And then I got really worried when I had to admit to myself that my cock was getting hard all by itself at the thought or sight of nude men or gay sex. Didn't that mean I was gay, or at least bisexual? I mean, if the sight of another guy's cock makes your cock spring to full mast, glistening with precum...well, that's pretty fucking gay. So is having to think about sucking some dude's cock in order to cum inside your wife.

I never developed any romantic interest in men, but my loins have taken on a mind of their own. Gay porn is now more physically arousing and orgasmically satisfying than straight porn for me. Women still turn me on -- they just don't seem to get me off, at least not with the raw intensity that men do. The image of an attractive man's junk gets me hard in seconds, as if I were 16 again. I see women in the street that I desire so much, physically and otherwise, but if you put them next to a gorgeous bodybuilder with his thick flaccid cock hanging down past his balls and the tip of his head peeking out of his foreskin, my cock chooses him every time. I can't control it. The women are more beautiful, more lovely, more desirable up in my chest. But below the waist, it's the men that make my cock rise and my cum gush.

So the masochistic fantasy has come true, in a way. I am a straight guy with a gay cock. I have tried to get back into boobs and pussy, but I always relapse because the naughty bits of other men make my dick feel so much more electric.

So fuck it.

Regardless of how I got here, I confess: I'm sexually attracted to other men. I love cock! And abs and balls and biceps and pecs and... Other men turn me on, get me hard, and make me cum.

And if you're a gay man out there reading this and getting hard thinking of my straight ass (literally perhaps) and my virgin lips and my traitorous man-crazy penis, then I'm glad to have given something back to the community. :)

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by Anonymous on May 30, 2017 at 4:12 PM

I'm not surprised by your confession at all. A very similar thing happened to me. It all began when I was married to my first wife. She was upset about my subscription to Playboy magazine. To "get Back" at me, she subscribed to Playgirl magazine, hoping to make me jealous. Well she soon realized I wasn't the jealous type and began leaving the magazine in places for me to find. I started looking through the books just to see what all the fuss was about. It didn't bother me one way or another if she looked at naked men in a magazine. Well I started taking the magazines in to the bathroom with me just to have something to read whole waiting to take care of business.
It wasn't long before I realized I was starting to admire some of the guys cocks. It started with simple things like wondering what some of the big cocks felt like for women. Then I found myself getting excited about the idea of sucking one of those cocks. All this only lasted about a year. When the subscription ran out, my wife did not renew it. I actually found myself disappointed, but I couldn't tell her that.
We divorced after 10 years of marriage and I continued with a typical heterosexual life.
The problem was I couldn't get the idea of sucking a big cock out of my mine.
I decided that if I ever had the chance to suck someones cock without being caught I would. Well about three years after my divorce I had my chance. I was without a girlfriend so I purposely rented an apartment just blocks from a very active gay neighborhood. One night I got the courage to walk through one of the parks nearby. I knew it was a gay cruising spot. I was about 3 minutes into my walk when a guy approached me and asked if I liked head. I told him sure I did. He asked if I was into giving it or receiving it. Without hesitation I told him I was interested in giving it. Then he started to unzip his pants. I stopped him and told him I'd rather take him to my apartment just a couple of blocks away. We went to my place and when we got there I told him this would be my first time and I hoped he wouldn't be to disappointed.
He pulled his pants down and told me to try it to make sure I liked it. He didn't have an enormous cock, but it was my chance. So I got to my knees and started sucking him. I wasn't real thrilled with how he smelled down there, so I thought this might be the only time I do this. Much to my surprise he started to get much bigger and much harder. The texture of his cock chanced and I could feel the veins in his shaft. I started to get hard myself and started liking the taste and feel of his cock in my mouth. He didn't last long and when he finished he just left. I sat there in amazement at what I had just done.
Somehow I knew I would do again. I liked it a lot. I did do it again and again with several men. Some older some younger than me. The older guys were nice because they always wanted me to be satisfied. My favorite though we're the younger guys. They were more aggressive and had much bigger and harder cocks. I always enjoyed them. Then I met a black guy with a fucking fantastic body and a glorious cock. I actually started dating him for two years. It was the greatest sex I've ever had. He taught me how to bottom for him. A couple of times he actually wanted me to fuck one of his friends. I did.
That was many many years ago. I am married for a second time and only have heterosexual sex again. My past is my secret and nobody I know is aware of it.
I must admit though I am extremely happy I went through those years of just gay sex. They bring me some wonderful memories.
I just took a very long way of telling you not to run away from your urges. Meet some guy that is willing to keep your secret and let him teach you the joy of gay sex.There is a different kind of lust you get with a man, you will never find in a woman. Don't get me wrong I get plenty lustful with a woman, just not that over the top lust I get with a man.
I am perfectly happy as a heterosexual man now. I guess technically I'm bi-sexual.

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by Anonymous on Jun 6, 2017 at 10:42 PM

I think it's fair to say that a lot of men are hung up on labels. It's really not important to hang on to your "heterosexual" label when you're "bisexual". Our sexualities are very complex.

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