Enjoying Sex With Another Man

I like to read confessions of married men like me who find sex with men something that they enjoy doing. I don't believe anyone is gay, per se. It's like men who like to fuck whores. Or men who fuck married women. We just like to hold a cock in our hand, suck on a cock and depending on the way we swing, to either fuck a man or have a man fuck us. It's sex, nothing else.

I thought I would add to the list with my first time confession. I was a midlevel insurance specialist for a medium sized manufacturer. We had a piece of machinery that failed and cause damage to the plant and shut it down for four days. I was sent to the vendor to work on settlement, along with my boss, a seasoned insurance man. When we got to the hotel they told us that there was only one room, the room under his name. They would help me find a room, but they were overbooked. My room, was at a Holiday Inn Motel about five miles away. My boss asked that I join him for breakfast the next day and I got in the cab and went to my much lower class hotel.

I got to the hotel, checked in and asked the clerk if there was somewhere close, walking distance, to go get a drink. I remember specifically asking for a place where a man could go and not be bothered by hookers. He told me about a bar, needed a cab, but he assured me it was quiet and hookers weren't allowed. After leaving my things in my room, brushing my teeth I headed to the front office and asked for a cab. The man knew where I was going and he dropped me off at the door. It was a quiet place, dark quiet place and I sat at the bar.

I looked around and there were maybe ten people there, a couple more at the bar and a couple of booths. I drank my drink slowly, I wasn't in a hurry. Someone put the music on, a slow moving record, and I saw some people in the shadows dancing. A man put his hand on my shoulder and asked me to dance. He was a guy in suit, looked like an accountant. He didn't take his hand off and I told him no thanks so he sat down beside me. He kept touching my hand when he talked and putting his hand on my thigh. Then he leaned over to me and asked me to dance again, this time he kissed my cheek. My instincts were to run, but I didn't. I let him take me onto the dance floor.

We danced and talked, He led. He wanted to kiss me, and he got a kiss in right on my mouth, His lips tasted sweet, and were moist and he kissed me again. When the music was over he put his arm around my shoulder and walked me back to the bar, suggesting we take our drinks to a booth. In the booth where it was dark, he held my hand. After a while he got up and moved over to my side and put his arm around me, leaning in to kiss me and while he did he ran his other hand up my thigh and grabbed my by the crotch. I was sold by then and I let him feel me up and kiss me. When he asked if where I was staying he told me his car was a block away and we could go to my hotel.

When he let his cock out of his pants, I was hungry for it. I grabbed his naked cock and put my lips on it and felt his hand behind my head and he began to thrust his cock in my mouth. All I could do was close my eyes. His cock was hard by then, in my hand it felt like I was holding a hard fleshy bone, he was thrusting pretty hard and he stepped back and took his clothes off and asked me to do the same. On the bed we sixty-nined, he sucked hard on my cock and rubbed his hand on my thighs and my rear end. I opened my legs instinctively and he touched my anus and I lost control and released my cum.

He wanted me on my hand and knees and he got behind me and fingered me until he had his index finger completely in. When he put his cock against my anus I waited until he drove it home and fucked me until he completed and withdrew his cock, asking me to get a warm towel to clean his cock. My watch showed that from the time I left the hotel to the bar it had been two hours. We kissed some more, he wanted to hug and run his hands all over me. He got hard again and I held his cock in my hand. On my back he got between my legs and he fucked me for the second time.

He left, I didn't have any contact information for him, and he didn't have any contact information for me. His name was Ron, and I gave him my first name too. I had just experienced what I had wanted to experience for years, since I was in college and sucked a classmate's cock in my dorm.

Hope this gives you the courage to take it one step further. There is simply nothing like fucking with a man, If you are a bottom like me then you will enjoy it even more. I really don't have what it takes to top a man, I want a man on my back or between my legs letting me feel his cock drive into me.