Bi-Sexual Male / 38
I Can't Believe It Actually Happened: I Became A Cock Lover
I'm a man, and I was born straight. Once upon a time, I couldn't even imagine how anyone could see a penis as sexy. Even my own skinny little dick just looked goofy or gross to me, and the thought of putting another man's meat in my mouth or (god forbid) kissing him was revolting. Women, on the other hand, were attractive and exotic and they made my cock harden up so wonderfully.
It wasn't until college that I got adventurous and bored and forced myself to jack off to gay porn on a lark. I had to cheat and think of women while I looked at the men in order to get myself hard and cum. At least I had to do that the first couple of times. But the more I did it, the less disgusting and the more appealing the men and their magnificent cocks became. And the harder my dick got while I stroked it for them. And the more explosive my orgasms became. And the less I despised myself and swore I'd never do it again.
Eventually, I found my dick getting hard all of its own accord at the mere sight or thought of naked men and gay sex. On one level, I worried that my gay masturbation sessions might actually be turning me gay, but on another level I knew (everyone knew) that you were born straight or gay and that was that. So I figured there couldn't be any real harm in it.
Still, I couldn't totally deny my morphing orientation. I was very aware that I now chose gay porn over straight porn almost all the time, and that I now FELT that penises were sexy, and that I had to be careful to think unsexy thoughts in the locker room. (Though I gave in one time and let myself get embarrassingly erect for the guy in the opposite shower stall; our curtains weren't big enough to cover the full width of our stalls, so that half the time, I had a clear view of his lean, muscled body and his perfect, lazily swaying cock.) At the same time, I couldn't really accept this nascent homosexuality (partly because it was supposed to be impossible). I kept cultivating it and fearing it, both believing and disbelieving that it was real. I didn't want to turn gay and yet...I kinda did. I wanted to go back to being your typical straight guy and yet...I relished cock and muscle too much now to truly want to give them up.
Romantically, I was still entirely straight, and even today, I mostly am. But the boundaries keep eroding. I still love women, and they still turn me on. But the truth is that my dick prefers men now. It's gotten to the point that I'd rather spend a night sucking cock with a gorgeous man than fucking a gorgeous woman. More than that, I want to kiss that man all over, suck his nipples, get our tongues in one another's mouths, and make tender gay love.
I guess I'm bisexual, and when I'm not horny, I still think of myself as straight. But I'm as hot for gay sex as any man on earth and that is frightfully delightful fun.
It wasn't until college that I got adventurous and bored and forced myself to jack off to gay porn on a lark. I had to cheat and think of women while I looked at the men in order to get myself hard and cum. At least I had to do that the first couple of times. But the more I did it, the less disgusting and the more appealing the men and their magnificent cocks became. And the harder my dick got while I stroked it for them. And the more explosive my orgasms became. And the less I despised myself and swore I'd never do it again.
Eventually, I found my dick getting hard all of its own accord at the mere sight or thought of naked men and gay sex. On one level, I worried that my gay masturbation sessions might actually be turning me gay, but on another level I knew (everyone knew) that you were born straight or gay and that was that. So I figured there couldn't be any real harm in it.
Still, I couldn't totally deny my morphing orientation. I was very aware that I now chose gay porn over straight porn almost all the time, and that I now FELT that penises were sexy, and that I had to be careful to think unsexy thoughts in the locker room. (Though I gave in one time and let myself get embarrassingly erect for the guy in the opposite shower stall; our curtains weren't big enough to cover the full width of our stalls, so that half the time, I had a clear view of his lean, muscled body and his perfect, lazily swaying cock.) At the same time, I couldn't really accept this nascent homosexuality (partly because it was supposed to be impossible). I kept cultivating it and fearing it, both believing and disbelieving that it was real. I didn't want to turn gay and yet...I kinda did. I wanted to go back to being your typical straight guy and yet...I relished cock and muscle too much now to truly want to give them up.
Romantically, I was still entirely straight, and even today, I mostly am. But the boundaries keep eroding. I still love women, and they still turn me on. But the truth is that my dick prefers men now. It's gotten to the point that I'd rather spend a night sucking cock with a gorgeous man than fucking a gorgeous woman. More than that, I want to kiss that man all over, suck his nipples, get our tongues in one another's mouths, and make tender gay love.
I guess I'm bisexual, and when I'm not horny, I still think of myself as straight. But I'm as hot for gay sex as any man on earth and that is frightfully delightful fun.
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