It Took Many Years, But Now I Am Very Comfortable Now

Off and on for many years I have had an easy time making friends with gay men. I have never had issue with them. I understand more a man who is passive, than the man who is active. More than once a man has pressed me, I withdrew and did not engage. But the day came when I met this Australian man in Hong Kong and he suggested dinner, he suggested a drink in his room, when I used the bathroom he pushed the door open offering to help me, putting his arms around me from behind reaching to hold my cock while I peed.

He held me tight shoving his hips into me, fondling my cock asking me if I wanted to be friends. It felt good in a way you can't really explain. I was done peeing, he moved around in front of me and pushing the toilet seat down he sat and took my cock into his mouth. I almost lost my footing.

We moved to the room, he helped me undress, he undressed, he lay beside me running his hands over me, grabbing my cock in his hand, kissing my nipples, rubbing his hard cock against my thigh. When he kissed my mouth I melted away, he did what he wanted, sucked my cock again, then maneuvered himself to feed me his cock. When he got up he went to his suitcase and came back with a bottle of lubricant. It was going to happen, I just let him do what he was going to do and he got full penetration with me on my knees and elbows.

I still don't understand active men, being passive comes more naturally, and I am quite comfortable now with taking that role with a suitable man.