I was laid off and my wife wanted to change the kitchen cabinets and since I was home we ordered them. The carpenter who came was a nice guy and we talked sports. He brought up sex and we talked about all the stupid encounters we had in our past. I was leaning against the door jam and he put his hand on my crotch, he held me, his hand was strong and it felt really warm, he looked at me and said something like 'you know boys need to be boys'.

It had to have been several minutes before he let me go. I was nervous as hell, I couldn't speak, he patted my cheek, he told me there were things a man can do that a woman can never do. He ran his hand over my crotch one more time and went back to work.

He came to a stopping point and asked me to show him the rest of the house. When we got back to the master bedroom, he looked at me and said I should turn down the bed and get naked and he would show me what a man could do with a boy like me. Don't ask me why, I stood there and he helped undo the buttons on my shirt. He grabbed my pants and told me to stand still and he undid my belt and unbuttoned my pants and put his hand down and grabbed my dick and while he groped it said that he was looking forward getting naked with me.

I was standing naked beside the bed, he was taking his clothes off, he took off his pants and I could see his dick, he told me go turn the bed down, he grabbed my dick and told me to grab his dick, he bent over and put my dick in his mouth and then told me it was my turn. His dick stared back at me but he pushed my head against him and I got this urge to just suck him and I put his dick in my mouth and I couldn't stop.

On the bed we did everything, we did 69 side by side, he put my head on the pillow and kissed me, he fingered me. We searched for something to use and in the end he said we would do it like the old boys, if it hurt to bite my lip because he was going to get it all in. On my back with my legs up high, he leaned in gave me a wet tonging and slurped on me and then put his dick up against me and while he stared into my eyes he went in deeper and deeper until he was all the way in. I don't remember pain, more of a discomfort that I didn't want to end.

He worked two more days on our kitchen cabinets and we had one more round on the bed, this time he came prepared and it was a much more natural event, he did me both on my back and on my knees and elbows.

I got a job a couple of months later, in the restroom of the office building I met a man, an older lawyer and I guess it is the way you exchange looks, I gave him a blow job in the stall. I also gave a man I met late in the evening at the mall bathroom a blow job in a stall. I can't resist, I want to get fucked again. I ordered some anal lube that I carry around with me in case I get lucky, but so far I haven't gotten lucky, it has just been blow jobs. My last blow job was with a man I struck up a conversation with at the gas station. We drove over to the back of this restaurant and I gave him a blow job behind the dumpster.

I don't need to be told it is risky. I know it is. My wife has no clue, she just likes her new cabinets. I am signing this as bisexual, but I don't have much interest in my wife any more.