Bi-Sexual Male / 51
What Goes Around Comes Around, But This Time I Keep It A Secret
My wife was out of town. I had cheated on her when we first got married and I told her. For some reason it didn't phase her. When from time to time I cheated I told her. Sometimes she got sexually aggressive, sometimes she laid back and didn't cooperate. Then I caught an STD. Fortunately she didn't get it, but it scared us both and I swore off other women.
Twenty five years later my wife was traveling for business, leaving on Mondays and returning on Fridays. Our kids were off at college and I had the house to myself. I started masturbating to porn, I went to the Adult store and rented Videos, always gay for some reason. The internet was young and I joined a chat site for gays. One man came across very dominant and demanded to see me. I told him what city I lived in, and he flew down and we met at a motel by the airport. We had a drink in the bar, the rest of the evening was raw sex, he had stamina and by the time he finished with me I had a tear in my asshole. I had sucked his dick and he had sucked my dick, and I let him fuck me a couple of times.
I went home feeling dirty and bad, but it drove me to more intense masturbation. I had dinner alone at a small restaurant and the obviously gay waiter kept calling me honey and sweetie and putting his hand on my shoulder. I told him I was alone and he asked me if I wanted company. When he got off I took him home with me. I sucked his dick for what seemed like an hour, but it was only minutes. He wanted me to please him and I got on his back and fucked him. I sucked his dick afterwards.
These experiences drove my porn and masturbations. I had others, random, not planned. When my wife came home I maybe had sex with her, I didn't have an appetite for her.
I was masturbating on my back with a video in the background of some tranny caught up in a threesome, when I saw a shadow in the window. My pest control man was standing at the window watching. He is from West Africa and he is a large man. We stared at each other and he unzipped his pants. His dick hung there and I crawled to the window and put my mouth against it and he put his dick against it. I let him in and sucked his dick, holding it in my hand it felt like the end of the hose. When he fucked me he really split me open. I had anal fissures and I had to have a proctologist sew them up. I kept all this from my wife. But the pest control man I couldn't keep away. After that first experience I used gobs of goo and made him fuck me slowly until he was all the way in, then it was in his hands to finish fucking me.
At times I think that it's my punishment for running around on my wife when I was younger. At times I ask myself why didn't I know about this earlier. My wife suspects I have another woman somewhere, I don't dare tell her what has been happening.
Twenty five years later my wife was traveling for business, leaving on Mondays and returning on Fridays. Our kids were off at college and I had the house to myself. I started masturbating to porn, I went to the Adult store and rented Videos, always gay for some reason. The internet was young and I joined a chat site for gays. One man came across very dominant and demanded to see me. I told him what city I lived in, and he flew down and we met at a motel by the airport. We had a drink in the bar, the rest of the evening was raw sex, he had stamina and by the time he finished with me I had a tear in my asshole. I had sucked his dick and he had sucked my dick, and I let him fuck me a couple of times.
I went home feeling dirty and bad, but it drove me to more intense masturbation. I had dinner alone at a small restaurant and the obviously gay waiter kept calling me honey and sweetie and putting his hand on my shoulder. I told him I was alone and he asked me if I wanted company. When he got off I took him home with me. I sucked his dick for what seemed like an hour, but it was only minutes. He wanted me to please him and I got on his back and fucked him. I sucked his dick afterwards.
These experiences drove my porn and masturbations. I had others, random, not planned. When my wife came home I maybe had sex with her, I didn't have an appetite for her.
I was masturbating on my back with a video in the background of some tranny caught up in a threesome, when I saw a shadow in the window. My pest control man was standing at the window watching. He is from West Africa and he is a large man. We stared at each other and he unzipped his pants. His dick hung there and I crawled to the window and put my mouth against it and he put his dick against it. I let him in and sucked his dick, holding it in my hand it felt like the end of the hose. When he fucked me he really split me open. I had anal fissures and I had to have a proctologist sew them up. I kept all this from my wife. But the pest control man I couldn't keep away. After that first experience I used gobs of goo and made him fuck me slowly until he was all the way in, then it was in his hands to finish fucking me.
At times I think that it's my punishment for running around on my wife when I was younger. At times I ask myself why didn't I know about this earlier. My wife suspects I have another woman somewhere, I don't dare tell her what has been happening.
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