I have been a feminine gay hiding in the closet for years. Since I was a young teen dressing in my mothers lingere and dresses when she was away. It stopped for years but when I would go on business trips, I would check out the gay clubs and always stay over to party. I would go in dressed straight, have a drink and check things out and if cool, usually were, I would go back to motel room, put on nylon panties, short shorts and girly blouse and go back to the club. I needed to "let myself out", be a feminine gay and get picked up for dates. It always worked. Guys would buy me drinks, invite me over to meet their friends and go with them to their car parked in a dark part of the parking lot. I would let them do what they wanted, played coy and always got my head shoved down on a stiff cock. I didn't complain, I was too busy sucking my dates cock. Making a guy come in my mouth was everything. Licking his cum was so good. Sometimes when I was lucky I would find another"date" waiting for me in the back seat. I,would get out of the car wearing panties only making sure the guys in the next car could see me, get in the back seat and satisfy my new date. Sometimes I would be so turned in I would walk around the dark parking lot hooker style hoping to get picked up. I always did. Sometimes I sucked off guys that were straight but just needed a blowout job. I didn't mind. By the time I was about to drop I would go back to my motel room and sleep very very good. Totally satisfied I did this a lot.