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Gay Stories
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Bi-Sexual Male / 35
Another Side
Up until last year I lived a totally straight life as a man though my marriage never lasted. Then over a few months everything changed.
When I bought a condo in this building a few years ago I became friends with an older married male neighbor of 55. Fred and I shared similar interests and we started hanging out together when he was not busy with family obligations as he has a daughter in college. His slim wife seemed a bit cold which was the opposite of his jovial warm nature. Over time he revealed they were in a largely sexless marriage which was amicable but lacking in passion. I felt sorry for him and thought he deserved better.
Last year his wife went to Eastern Europe for several months to visit family so Fred and I spent more time together than usual. We planned a weekend trip to a neighboring city to attend a jazz festival. Our hotel was really nice and we shared a room with 2 king sized beds to save some money. The first night we went to dinner and had a great time there and after at a jazz concert. We got back to the hotel with a couple bottles of wine to enjoy. We were sitting on our beds sipping wine happily when I noticed our eyes kept meeting shyly as we chatted animatedly. As I looked at him I felt this growing attraction. Fred is a balding chubby bearded guy with a warm smile and softer features. I guess somewhere deep inside of myself his caring personality resonated with me but this new feeling of liking his looks made me start wondering what was happening. We had always been pretty open with one another so I took a risk. I told him I enjoyed looking at him. He got real quiet and I was afraid of what he would say. Finally Fred got up and slowly sat beside me. He looked at me searchingly and gently put his hand on my cheek. He told me he felt the same and that I was a very handsome man.
It was my turn to go quiet. I trembled a bit nervously then Fred leaned over and softly kissed my mouth. His beard tickled me in a pleasant way. I liked his kiss and kissed him back little harder. This led to some intense necking. It was not long after this we tore off our clothes and made out passionately with our naked bodies intertwined. We ended up giving each other blowjobs until each one of us had his orgasm. Fred blew me one more extra time before we ended up sleeping together in the one bed. We woke up in the morning dazed but content. We had a long conversation about keeping the sex private and no one especially his wife finding out.
That whole day was filled with sexual excitement. We could not wait to have sex again that night after a day happily exploring the city and hearing jazz. This time the sex was longer and everything felt even more deep and fulfilling. After this weekend of lust we began seeing each other more as lovers than friends chatting every day and having sex whenever it was feasible. His wife came back and at this point Fred and I were clearly in love though careful to hide it in public. After several months of sexual exploring we were now having intercourse as well taking turns in making love to each other. I especially love when Fred gets behind me and fucjs me nice and slow as his sexy belly makes thumping sounds as it slams against my tight little ass. I find now his fat cock fits my asshole just right and tickles my prostate when his cock goes inside me. In fact I often have an intense full body orgasm when my lover fucks me. It is so different from the orgasm I feel when my cock blows its load. It is deeper longer lasting. I tease Fred after I have the prostate orgasm. I always tell him in a flirty voice " You just made your woman cum darling" To be honest there are times when he fucks me I do feel like I am his woman his real wife even though I am a man the rest of the time. It is a sexy romantic feeling not a gender identity thing. Fred tells me that I am fulfilling him in similar ways to a woman. His wife senses something between us but looks the other way almost like it does not matter. I have been over there for dinner many times and she has warned up to me. It is almost as if she knows I am meeting her husband's needs that she cannot.
When I bought a condo in this building a few years ago I became friends with an older married male neighbor of 55. Fred and I shared similar interests and we started hanging out together when he was not busy with family obligations as he has a daughter in college. His slim wife seemed a bit cold which was the opposite of his jovial warm nature. Over time he revealed they were in a largely sexless marriage which was amicable but lacking in passion. I felt sorry for him and thought he deserved better.
Last year his wife went to Eastern Europe for several months to visit family so Fred and I spent more time together than usual. We planned a weekend trip to a neighboring city to attend a jazz festival. Our hotel was really nice and we shared a room with 2 king sized beds to save some money. The first night we went to dinner and had a great time there and after at a jazz concert. We got back to the hotel with a couple bottles of wine to enjoy. We were sitting on our beds sipping wine happily when I noticed our eyes kept meeting shyly as we chatted animatedly. As I looked at him I felt this growing attraction. Fred is a balding chubby bearded guy with a warm smile and softer features. I guess somewhere deep inside of myself his caring personality resonated with me but this new feeling of liking his looks made me start wondering what was happening. We had always been pretty open with one another so I took a risk. I told him I enjoyed looking at him. He got real quiet and I was afraid of what he would say. Finally Fred got up and slowly sat beside me. He looked at me searchingly and gently put his hand on my cheek. He told me he felt the same and that I was a very handsome man.
It was my turn to go quiet. I trembled a bit nervously then Fred leaned over and softly kissed my mouth. His beard tickled me in a pleasant way. I liked his kiss and kissed him back little harder. This led to some intense necking. It was not long after this we tore off our clothes and made out passionately with our naked bodies intertwined. We ended up giving each other blowjobs until each one of us had his orgasm. Fred blew me one more extra time before we ended up sleeping together in the one bed. We woke up in the morning dazed but content. We had a long conversation about keeping the sex private and no one especially his wife finding out.
That whole day was filled with sexual excitement. We could not wait to have sex again that night after a day happily exploring the city and hearing jazz. This time the sex was longer and everything felt even more deep and fulfilling. After this weekend of lust we began seeing each other more as lovers than friends chatting every day and having sex whenever it was feasible. His wife came back and at this point Fred and I were clearly in love though careful to hide it in public. After several months of sexual exploring we were now having intercourse as well taking turns in making love to each other. I especially love when Fred gets behind me and fucjs me nice and slow as his sexy belly makes thumping sounds as it slams against my tight little ass. I find now his fat cock fits my asshole just right and tickles my prostate when his cock goes inside me. In fact I often have an intense full body orgasm when my lover fucks me. It is so different from the orgasm I feel when my cock blows its load. It is deeper longer lasting. I tease Fred after I have the prostate orgasm. I always tell him in a flirty voice " You just made your woman cum darling" To be honest there are times when he fucks me I do feel like I am his woman his real wife even though I am a man the rest of the time. It is a sexy romantic feeling not a gender identity thing. Fred tells me that I am fulfilling him in similar ways to a woman. His wife senses something between us but looks the other way almost like it does not matter. I have been over there for dinner many times and she has warned up to me. It is almost as if she knows I am meeting her husband's needs that she cannot.
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