Homosexual Not Gay, One Is An Orientation, The Other A Life Style

By the time I was 15 I knew I was a cock worshipper. I was a lurker in the after gym showers. A seer not doer. Wet dreams, not active. But 15 turned to 20 and I met G at college. He read me right and brought me into homosexual pleasure. I tried cock for the first time, felt his weight on my back when he screwed me, his jot lips when he kissed me. All those dreams, the frustrations, the desires, washed away with reality. I was finally a homosexual.

I'm not married, far from it. I have homosexual desires. But I've never felt the need to have a 'partner'. Friends yes. My social life is social. My sex life private. It's hit or miss, enough hits to keep me happy.

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