Gay Male / 54
Finally Submitting To My Desires For Sex With A Man
Closeted all my life, I kept my feelings to myself and did not act out on them. I lusted from afar. I married out of college and had a family, joined Mega X corporation and rose to be a Sr. VP and made a ton of money. All the years I had moments of deep lust but I controlled myself. My position, my family, were strong motivators to avoid intimate.
As the years past my desires changed. Certainly when I was young I had the hots for the football captain, but I learned to appreciate the brainiacs in the room. I was on the negotiating team early and I have very clear recollections of sizing up the men across the table and fantasizing that he was kissing me. If a hand fell on me I let it fall on me. Was it an accident or a man reaching out. I didn't remove the hand or the shoulder or if I was trapped in a subway. I enjoyed physical contact with large man.
I had close calls. In Amsterdam I came very close to following a man to his room. But there are cameras everywhere and the last thing I needed was a camera showing me entering a room late at night with a man. I have spent hours and hours on the internet, I have a one off laptop I use for cruising for porn. I have encrypted files, and hidden trees. If a picture is inadvertently opened it defaults to a spreadsheet thanks for a Finland based programmer. I have joined chat rooms to talk to other gay men, I have masturbated during these conversations.
Last year a friend of mine invited me on a hike in Arizona. We were six on the hike plus the guide . Wilderness, you pee into the sand. I wanted to reach out and grab my friend's penis, I wanted to suck his penis. It was very hard to control the emotion. I wanted to kiss him.
But luck may come from unexpected places. I attended a friend's destination wedding with my wife and daughter. Her friend was getting married. There was an open bar and I found myself in a conversation with a local man, obviously wealthy. The bathrooms were a good distance from the tent and the reception. I'm sure he saw me and followed. In the bathroom, I hadn't noticed that he had slipped the latch to lock it, he got close and reached out and grabbed my penis. I pulled back and he challenged me. He said he could tell I liked it. He had been watching me. He held his penis out for me to grab.
He put his finger in my face and told me he was going to fuck me. He pushed against me and started kissing me, all over my face, and my mouth, grabbing for my dick. He got my pants undone and pushed them down and I tripped and fell on the floor. He kicked off his shoes and lowered his pants and jerked himself into an erection. I stood and with my pants still around my ankles I held onto the washbasin while he got behind me and grabbed me and rubbed me down, jerking on my dick, poking his dick into my crack. He got his dick where he wanted it and I stood or bent over and he tore into me, forcing his dick in me. When he finished he pulled out and washed his dick in the wash basin and told me he wanted me to suck him.
But first he kissed me, he was very strong, much stronger than I was. We kissed and held dicks in our hands. I had given up by then and I bent down to suck him. I got down on my knees and sucked him. I imitated videos I had seen. I wanted him to fuck me again, this time I was going to bend over further. I stood, managed to get my pants off of my ankles, inside out and stood at the washbasin again and bent over looking over my shoulder. He got his dick back in me I leaned forward and spread my legs so he could get it in as far as it would go. My head bent in pleasure, I had no shame. He sucked my dick and kissed me some more, and told me he wanted me to sneak out of our room and come to his room later than night.
I woke up, I hurt and it was hard to relax to empty my bowels. It hurt like hell when I did. I bathed carefully and tried to squeeze my butt shut. We dressed and went to breakfast, the bride and groom long gone. I saw him across the room, and he smiled at me and moved his tongue over his lips. I got away while my wife and daughter were tied up with the father and mother of the bride and slipped behind him to a service elevator and went to his room.
We kissed for a long time really, slowly making love kissing. We held our dicks in our pants and he used his fingers to massage me. We got undressed this time and I sucked him on the bed, this time in full daylight, his dick erect while he toyed with my anus. He licked his finger to get his index finger in my anus, I opened my legs for it. This time he had some kind of lubricant and he 'greased' me up and got on my back and penetrated me and fucked me. This time the pain was pleasure and he finished in me. I sucked his dick and he reciprocated. We were up there for forty five minutes. He asked me to look up to him with his dick in my mouth and he took a picture, for his collection.
As the years past my desires changed. Certainly when I was young I had the hots for the football captain, but I learned to appreciate the brainiacs in the room. I was on the negotiating team early and I have very clear recollections of sizing up the men across the table and fantasizing that he was kissing me. If a hand fell on me I let it fall on me. Was it an accident or a man reaching out. I didn't remove the hand or the shoulder or if I was trapped in a subway. I enjoyed physical contact with large man.
I had close calls. In Amsterdam I came very close to following a man to his room. But there are cameras everywhere and the last thing I needed was a camera showing me entering a room late at night with a man. I have spent hours and hours on the internet, I have a one off laptop I use for cruising for porn. I have encrypted files, and hidden trees. If a picture is inadvertently opened it defaults to a spreadsheet thanks for a Finland based programmer. I have joined chat rooms to talk to other gay men, I have masturbated during these conversations.
Last year a friend of mine invited me on a hike in Arizona. We were six on the hike plus the guide . Wilderness, you pee into the sand. I wanted to reach out and grab my friend's penis, I wanted to suck his penis. It was very hard to control the emotion. I wanted to kiss him.
But luck may come from unexpected places. I attended a friend's destination wedding with my wife and daughter. Her friend was getting married. There was an open bar and I found myself in a conversation with a local man, obviously wealthy. The bathrooms were a good distance from the tent and the reception. I'm sure he saw me and followed. In the bathroom, I hadn't noticed that he had slipped the latch to lock it, he got close and reached out and grabbed my penis. I pulled back and he challenged me. He said he could tell I liked it. He had been watching me. He held his penis out for me to grab.
He put his finger in my face and told me he was going to fuck me. He pushed against me and started kissing me, all over my face, and my mouth, grabbing for my dick. He got my pants undone and pushed them down and I tripped and fell on the floor. He kicked off his shoes and lowered his pants and jerked himself into an erection. I stood and with my pants still around my ankles I held onto the washbasin while he got behind me and grabbed me and rubbed me down, jerking on my dick, poking his dick into my crack. He got his dick where he wanted it and I stood or bent over and he tore into me, forcing his dick in me. When he finished he pulled out and washed his dick in the wash basin and told me he wanted me to suck him.
But first he kissed me, he was very strong, much stronger than I was. We kissed and held dicks in our hands. I had given up by then and I bent down to suck him. I got down on my knees and sucked him. I imitated videos I had seen. I wanted him to fuck me again, this time I was going to bend over further. I stood, managed to get my pants off of my ankles, inside out and stood at the washbasin again and bent over looking over my shoulder. He got his dick back in me I leaned forward and spread my legs so he could get it in as far as it would go. My head bent in pleasure, I had no shame. He sucked my dick and kissed me some more, and told me he wanted me to sneak out of our room and come to his room later than night.
I woke up, I hurt and it was hard to relax to empty my bowels. It hurt like hell when I did. I bathed carefully and tried to squeeze my butt shut. We dressed and went to breakfast, the bride and groom long gone. I saw him across the room, and he smiled at me and moved his tongue over his lips. I got away while my wife and daughter were tied up with the father and mother of the bride and slipped behind him to a service elevator and went to his room.
We kissed for a long time really, slowly making love kissing. We held our dicks in our pants and he used his fingers to massage me. We got undressed this time and I sucked him on the bed, this time in full daylight, his dick erect while he toyed with my anus. He licked his finger to get his index finger in my anus, I opened my legs for it. This time he had some kind of lubricant and he 'greased' me up and got on my back and penetrated me and fucked me. This time the pain was pleasure and he finished in me. I sucked his dick and he reciprocated. We were up there for forty five minutes. He asked me to look up to him with his dick in my mouth and he took a picture, for his collection.
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