Crossing The Line

I had struggled with gay desires for years after being divorced and unsuccessful relationships with women. At this point I was in my late 30's and a history of one night stands with men when the urges were too great after visits to gay bars or bathhouses. Telling myself I was bisexual felt hollow and untruthful but I was trying not to live a gay lifestyle. To be honest I did not want to be gay as I saw it as a likely recipe for a sad life so I kept trying with women.

On the other hand anonymous gay encounters were increasingly lonely and unfulfilling though I enjoyed the sex .I was mainly into oral giving and receiving though I had also enjoyed receiving anal a couple of times .I loved the look and feel of a hard cock .Tentatively one afternoon I noticed some gay ads in an alternative weekly displaying gay telephone dating services .I was curious and called one. You bought a block of time and talked to various men who also had ads on the system .I enjoyed chatting with various men and hooked up a few times for sex with different men .One older gent in his late 40's was real good company and I slept over one night at his place .I could tell he was really into me and his desire for me triggered increasing needs for connection within me .He was tall and slim with glasses quite laidback, thoughtful and well read if somewhat plain looking. He had a nice cut cock which was a bit bigger than mine which I enjoyed sucking and playing with .For the first time I saw a man more than once and started sleeping over at his place regularly .We kissed and talked a lot between the sex and I found myself getting used to a man's company intimately .I could totally relax with him and be myself .After 6 months with him I realized I was in a gay relationship with him that was open behind closed doors but we never held hands in public or kissed there as we both preferred that to be private .The times were also not so open in the 90's.I started becoming comfortable with my gay sexuality.

In bed I let go more and more and he was now fucking me regularly and we both could be as passionate as we wanted .Afterwards we would share a cigarette and cuddle and it was my true nature coming out .I found myself more and more attracted to him not just sexually but emotionally .He felt the same so I moved in with him .Our sex life was always good and we incorporated a bit of kink into it like wearing matching cock rings ,sometimes he would collar me and we would do mild B and D and we watched a lot of hardcore gay porn together .I liked being mildly submissive to him and enjoyed pleasing him, cleaning and cooking for him and being the more passive receptive partner in intercourse .We had a lovely 20 years together until his health and liver deteriorated .I was deeply saddened when he passed but relieved he would not suffer anymore pain .I truly loved him and have been mostly alone since with occasional gay encounters with men .Because of the pandemic and being a senior male I do not find much desire to try and connect in the gay online dating world. I would rather remember happier times.

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