Raver

This happened one night in the late 90's after a rave I went to. I had turned 21 and gone to this amazing dance party. I had done some ecstasy and felt wildly inhibited and euphoric. The more I danced the wilder and more open I felt. I recall that as a supposedly straight guy at first I had danced with females and kissed several of them. Then I was suddenly being kissed by a guy and kissing him back. Nothing seemed forbidden.

The club where the rave was held was situated in an industrial area. As I left the club it was a chilly autumn night and I had to walk a ways to hail a cab. I was feeling wild and free. I walked down this dark side street and this husky older fellow asked me for a cigarette. I did not have any and said sorry. He looked at me up and down and noticing my slim build he told me I had a girlish figure. I said that was cool. He moved closer and asked me if I liked men. I was still really high on the ecstasy and said sure I like everyone. He took that as a yes and guided me into a nearby alley. He took down his pants and pulled out a throbbing hard cock. I was open to anything and caressed it with my hand. Then knowing what he needed I got on my knees and sucked my first cock. I loved hearing his groans of pleasure as I sucked him. It made me feel sexy and made for him. I sucked him wildly and passionately. He ended up emptying his balls and filling my mouth with cream. Instead of going home I accompanied him to an all night store and getting him some cigarettes. We went to his small apartment above a store and in his bed his hands and mouth explored all of me. I could see in the dim light he was a haggard looking man in his 60's but it did not matter. He was giving me so much pleasure. He made me orgasm 4 times that night. When I left his place in the morning the high was wearing off but this happy feeling stayed. I thought about him all the way home.

He had given me his number and I called him a few days later. I realized how far I had gone with him but thought it was the ecstasy I had taken that made everything so intense. I thought if I saw him again I probably would just see him as an older man and feel no excitement but I had to find out. He was excited I was coming to see him. I got to his place and instead of this ecstasy like euphoria I felt this slow burn of desire. I looked at him and pictured him as my boyfriend my lover. His plain looks started looking sexy to me. We smoked a couple cigarettes and were soon in bed kissing then having sex. More oral and fondling until we both had our orgasms. Began visiting him regularly and having steady sex including intercourse. My friends wondered who I was seeing but it was my little secret. It was like the best sex of my life and we were involved sexually and romantically for years. Eventually his liver failed and he passed away. I married a woman several years after that but could never tell my wife my little secret.