Finding My True Self

Coming up to two years ago now, my wife and I had a brief separation.
I basically wanted more sex and she didn't. I still loved her, but didn't want to be living like brother and sister.
In the three weeks she moved into her sisters place, I went crazy for sex.

In those three weeks except the first two days, I met and fucked young guys every day.
Some days I had sex with two guys. One during my lunch break and then meeting a different young guy in the evening.

We met through a hookup site, which I made clear I didn't want any time wasters, and that if you weren't prepared to fuck, don't show up.
I fucked them in my car, in woodlands close to a national park and occasionally at home, but that was risky.

In all I fucked eight different guys and had one guy who would only suck my cock.
But this confession is about one particular young guy m still fucking, the last young man I met and fucked.
I say met, more like he discovered me fucking a college associate of his.
I'd arranged to meet the young man at the woodlands, but it was pissing down. So risking it, I invited him round to the house.

We'd swapped pictures and messages, so I knew he was up for some really hard sex. And I was balls deep up his arsehole when we got disco
discovered. Looking up from the rug I was spooning my young fuck slut, I saw my wife's son, my step son stood in the doorway.

First reaction of mine was to pull out of the young guys arse, and my first thought was 'Shit that's my marriage finished'. However Jamie wasn't just watching, he was feeling his cock through his trousers.

He'd called by to pick up some of his mums things and found me fucking a guy he knew.
Long story shortened, he had the young guy leave, mainly because he wanted my cock for himself.
It was two hours later when he left to take the stuff round to his mum. In that time I discovered just how horny my step son was and is.

We kissed, sucked, rimmed, fucked and I even felched him, twice.
Sucking my cum out of his cute tight arsehole and feeding it to him as we kissed.
Before he left the house, I promised him we'd have sex again. I also promised him I'd try to work things out with his mother.

We did work things out, but I'm no longer just sharing my bed with my wife.
She was told by me first, then Jamie that we were having sex. Leaving it to her, we let her make her own decision what she wanted.

Most nights I now sleep with Jamie and fuck him most days. That's whether his mums around or not.
There are some days we, my wife and I, have sex. And those days I enjoy too. But it's the sex I have with my wifes son, that I now enjoy at home the most.

And before anyone asks, no I'd not had gay sex before those three weeks. And gay sex wasn't the reason we had a brief separation.
I have a large cock with a huge libido to go with it. I didn't want to risk pregnancy or another relationship and I knew guys, being one myself, enjoy one off fucks.
It was then a matter of how I met guys for sex. Hookup sites are perfect for that purpose and believe me, in those three weeks I had lots and lots of sexual fun.

Jamie and his mum are now my home focus, but I have kept very much in touch with one guy from those three weeks.
He's a young married guy who absolutely adores me fucking him, and he's into the same sexual kinks I'm now loving.

We meet a couple of times a week, mainly outdoors, because that's one of our kinks, fucking naked outdoors.

Now my home life is settled, I'm a much happier guy, and with a wife who wants really only the companionship, it's no guilt trip on my part.
Jamie helps because he's so Liberal and carefree, but and I'm only admitting it to myself now trying this, my young married lover is beginning to steal my heart.