Gay Male / 38
Turning A New Leaf
After 15 years I got divorced. The bitch kicked me out and took it all. I moved into a one bedroom apartment in a complex nearer my work. I didn't miss her and got around the new neighborhood, eating out at this Mexican place and this pizza place and this hamburger joint until I was a regular. It was at the hamburger joint that I met this guy named Paul.
Paul invited me to a get together to watch the Sunday game. It was all guys, some in shorts that were way too short and a lot of patting on the back and hugs around the neck as more and more people showed. I hung around, Paul introduced me, but I was basically alone in a crowd. I walked back to use the bathroom and saw these two guys kissing. I instinctively new I was not in my element.
Back in the room, with the TV going full blast, Paul put his arm around my neck and asked me how I was doing. He told me there were swinging dicks there and boys who like attention. No kidding. He pulled me close with his arm, this guy worked out and he was strong and asked me if I needed a kiss. With that he grabbed me by the balls and planted a kiss on my kisser. His lips were wet and hot and his hand grabbing my privates and I didn't push back. That night after I helped him clean up we went up to his bedroom, he put a guys fucking away video on and he told me that since I was a novice he would walk me through the paces. The first thing to do was suck dick.
He took his shirt off, like I said he worked out, and took my shirt off, I don't work out. He kissed me again rubbing my chest, assuring me I was going to like it, just go with the flow. Pants off and the bed turned down he got on it and showed me his dick and told me to get down and suck him, suck his papa dick and show him what a good boy I was. His dick got hard fast and it felt good in my mouth, I grabbed it and held it, the feeling it gave me was like nothing I had ever done. He sucked my dick, played with my balls, pushed a finger hard against my ass, kissed me several times, kept his big paws on my chest and sucked my nipples.
He greased up my hole and told me to relax and let him do the work and slowly he inserted his papa dick where the sun don't shine, deeper and deeper and deeper until he said he was all in. I was at that point more in an 'I don't believe this is happening' than anything else. He worked it around, a lot of in and out, getting me used to it and asked me if I was ready to take my first load and he let go. He pulled out slowly and let me lay there for a while before sucking slowly on my dick.
I know that people claim that you always know that you're gay. That's not true. I do know that Paul claims he knew watching me after several nights. Whatever it is, I found a new way, a new group of friends, got used to watching boys behave like little bitches and big dick men bend them over or give them a dick to suck and shut up. Paul stayed by me, putting me to work cleaning up, someone has to do the laundry and someone has to fuck and someone has to be fucked. I suck dick because I liked it, he fucks because he likes it, so what if I like it, him fucking me. And we were both content with the arrangement. I do the grocery shopping and most of the cooking and cleaning up. I was a natural and I look forward to being kissed.
I'm not saying anything here about that wife of mine, that bitch. She is a bitch, no way out of that one. I'm glad I've moved on and I really don't care if she says she always knew it. I'd rather suck dick than fuck her hairy snatch. More power to the man that puts her in her place, that's all I can say. I never did.
Paul invited me to a get together to watch the Sunday game. It was all guys, some in shorts that were way too short and a lot of patting on the back and hugs around the neck as more and more people showed. I hung around, Paul introduced me, but I was basically alone in a crowd. I walked back to use the bathroom and saw these two guys kissing. I instinctively new I was not in my element.
Back in the room, with the TV going full blast, Paul put his arm around my neck and asked me how I was doing. He told me there were swinging dicks there and boys who like attention. No kidding. He pulled me close with his arm, this guy worked out and he was strong and asked me if I needed a kiss. With that he grabbed me by the balls and planted a kiss on my kisser. His lips were wet and hot and his hand grabbing my privates and I didn't push back. That night after I helped him clean up we went up to his bedroom, he put a guys fucking away video on and he told me that since I was a novice he would walk me through the paces. The first thing to do was suck dick.
He took his shirt off, like I said he worked out, and took my shirt off, I don't work out. He kissed me again rubbing my chest, assuring me I was going to like it, just go with the flow. Pants off and the bed turned down he got on it and showed me his dick and told me to get down and suck him, suck his papa dick and show him what a good boy I was. His dick got hard fast and it felt good in my mouth, I grabbed it and held it, the feeling it gave me was like nothing I had ever done. He sucked my dick, played with my balls, pushed a finger hard against my ass, kissed me several times, kept his big paws on my chest and sucked my nipples.
He greased up my hole and told me to relax and let him do the work and slowly he inserted his papa dick where the sun don't shine, deeper and deeper and deeper until he said he was all in. I was at that point more in an 'I don't believe this is happening' than anything else. He worked it around, a lot of in and out, getting me used to it and asked me if I was ready to take my first load and he let go. He pulled out slowly and let me lay there for a while before sucking slowly on my dick.
I know that people claim that you always know that you're gay. That's not true. I do know that Paul claims he knew watching me after several nights. Whatever it is, I found a new way, a new group of friends, got used to watching boys behave like little bitches and big dick men bend them over or give them a dick to suck and shut up. Paul stayed by me, putting me to work cleaning up, someone has to do the laundry and someone has to fuck and someone has to be fucked. I suck dick because I liked it, he fucks because he likes it, so what if I like it, him fucking me. And we were both content with the arrangement. I do the grocery shopping and most of the cooking and cleaning up. I was a natural and I look forward to being kissed.
I'm not saying anything here about that wife of mine, that bitch. She is a bitch, no way out of that one. I'm glad I've moved on and I really don't care if she says she always knew it. I'd rather suck dick than fuck her hairy snatch. More power to the man that puts her in her place, that's all I can say. I never did.
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