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Gay Stories
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Gay Male / 68
Hotel Bar
It was 1980 and I was in my early 20's. On weekends I went to a local disco to dance and let off steam. As a horny young man I had a few short-term flings with pretty gals I met there but nothing serious.
One Saturday night I was there and this older guy in his mid 30's complained to me about mot getting any action. He confided in me that sometimes he left the disco horny as hell and went to a hotel bar where some lonely probably married sales guy at the bar would invite him up to his hotel room for sex. He said it was a known place for gay action and he would get his cock sucked and so on. His tale kind of struck a chord in me as I had often wondered what sex with men would be like. All week I thought about it and decided to go there and see.
Friday night arrived and I got into some tight pants and a nice shirt. Splashed some cologne on and went to the hotel. I felt a strange sense of anticipation and excitement which surprised me. The bar was dark but welcoming. There was a long bar and tables and some guy playing soft jazzy tunes on the piano. There were men mostly drinking alone in suits some with no ties and more casual buy definitely business and sales types. The men were by and large over 35 mostly in their 40's and 50's. Here and there was a younger man talking animatedly with one of these guys. A couple of these younger men were pretty boy types and a bit effeminate. I sat at the bar smoking a cigarette and having several stiff drinks. I am tall,lean and muscular with standard good looks. An older business type sat beside me and initiated conversation. He was around 50 in a suit and a bit overweight but jot obese. He chatted about his sales job that he was lonely and was married looking for some company. His eyes checked me out and I found myself feeling sexy and desired. After another drink and deep drag of my cigarette he made his move. He invited me up to his room and I thought why not. In his room his desires took over and he quickly had his clothes off and undressed me. On the bed he kissed my mouth wetly and rubbed his erect cock against mine which was soon hard as well. He went down on me and hungrily sucked my cock. He was good at this and swallowed my load after I had my orgasm. Being young I was still horny for more and he soon sucked me off again. We shared a cigarette and chatted. I told him I wanted to try sucking him. He lay back and I slowly sucked his cock. I found I really enjoyed sucking him and his sounds of pleasure. I finished him off and took my first load ever. He was sleepy so I left his room at that point with a soft goodnight kiss. Went home and masturbated.
Over the next year I went to the hotel bar on weekends and had sex with a lot of those men. I enjoyed it immensely and found myself feeling more and more accepting I was gay. Some of the men I saw more than once and occasionally a man I had slept with looked at me with jealousy if I went with another guy to his room. With some men I had full intercourse and enjoyed being fucked. The first guy I had met there was one of those and I hooked up with him many times as I became used to him penetrating me after some lovely oral. Frank had a nice 6 inch cock which got hard for me easily.He would fuck me from behind or I sat on his cock and rode him if he was a bit tired. He developed deeper feelings for me and one night at the bar he threw me for a loop when he told me he had been transferred by his company to my city. He told me his dream was to see me privately and romantically and be my man exclusively. This at first was counter to what I wanted but he slowly convinced me. Frank moved with his wife to the suburbs of my city. I stopped going to the hotel and he would visit me at my apartment 2 or 3x a week. We had a 15 year love affair until he retired and moved away back to the West coast where they both had their families.
One Saturday night I was there and this older guy in his mid 30's complained to me about mot getting any action. He confided in me that sometimes he left the disco horny as hell and went to a hotel bar where some lonely probably married sales guy at the bar would invite him up to his hotel room for sex. He said it was a known place for gay action and he would get his cock sucked and so on. His tale kind of struck a chord in me as I had often wondered what sex with men would be like. All week I thought about it and decided to go there and see.
Friday night arrived and I got into some tight pants and a nice shirt. Splashed some cologne on and went to the hotel. I felt a strange sense of anticipation and excitement which surprised me. The bar was dark but welcoming. There was a long bar and tables and some guy playing soft jazzy tunes on the piano. There were men mostly drinking alone in suits some with no ties and more casual buy definitely business and sales types. The men were by and large over 35 mostly in their 40's and 50's. Here and there was a younger man talking animatedly with one of these guys. A couple of these younger men were pretty boy types and a bit effeminate. I sat at the bar smoking a cigarette and having several stiff drinks. I am tall,lean and muscular with standard good looks. An older business type sat beside me and initiated conversation. He was around 50 in a suit and a bit overweight but jot obese. He chatted about his sales job that he was lonely and was married looking for some company. His eyes checked me out and I found myself feeling sexy and desired. After another drink and deep drag of my cigarette he made his move. He invited me up to his room and I thought why not. In his room his desires took over and he quickly had his clothes off and undressed me. On the bed he kissed my mouth wetly and rubbed his erect cock against mine which was soon hard as well. He went down on me and hungrily sucked my cock. He was good at this and swallowed my load after I had my orgasm. Being young I was still horny for more and he soon sucked me off again. We shared a cigarette and chatted. I told him I wanted to try sucking him. He lay back and I slowly sucked his cock. I found I really enjoyed sucking him and his sounds of pleasure. I finished him off and took my first load ever. He was sleepy so I left his room at that point with a soft goodnight kiss. Went home and masturbated.
Over the next year I went to the hotel bar on weekends and had sex with a lot of those men. I enjoyed it immensely and found myself feeling more and more accepting I was gay. Some of the men I saw more than once and occasionally a man I had slept with looked at me with jealousy if I went with another guy to his room. With some men I had full intercourse and enjoyed being fucked. The first guy I had met there was one of those and I hooked up with him many times as I became used to him penetrating me after some lovely oral. Frank had a nice 6 inch cock which got hard for me easily.He would fuck me from behind or I sat on his cock and rode him if he was a bit tired. He developed deeper feelings for me and one night at the bar he threw me for a loop when he told me he had been transferred by his company to my city. He told me his dream was to see me privately and romantically and be my man exclusively. This at first was counter to what I wanted but he slowly convinced me. Frank moved with his wife to the suburbs of my city. I stopped going to the hotel and he would visit me at my apartment 2 or 3x a week. We had a 15 year love affair until he retired and moved away back to the West coast where they both had their families.
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