Gay Men

When we seventeen my friend invited me to be his guest for the week at their summer beach week. After a midnight movie we went back to our room sand he asked me if I would let him duck my cock. I was surprised, and he told me he was gay and he always wanted to suck my cock. We ended the night by me fucking him. I was gay, I found out that night.

College was a non stop action. Everyone wanted to be gay, and bottom to. I caught a couple of cases of STDs, including syphilis, after which I went quiet. It really scared me. I kept quiet until the man I'm about to talk about.

I am a physical trainer, work at a private club gym. Expensive, private, self made men. It's all male, women have their own facilities. Separate but equal.

My client was Brutus, the name I gave him. He was fifty then, had a wife and four children. And a mistress Mita. He was a repressed gay man, but he wasn't aware he was gay. I recognized him, I was also repressed and unaware at that beach house. I became obsessed with him. I wanted to suck his cock.

While he had his hands full while weight training, I whispered in his ear that I was going to suck his cock, and he had to hold the bar above his head until I was through with him. A test, he accepted the challenge. From then on he was open to tests, to test his strength and resistance. I wanted more, he wanted more. We became secret lovers, and I bottomed for him.

Brutus has been kind to me, generous beyond what could ask for. Mita his mistress enjoys equal status. What he g*fts us is a small rounding error, but for us it makes a difference. Like Mira I have feelings for him. Mita is not his bitch, I am.

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by Anonymous on May 24, 2025 at 5:13 AM

I love breaking in new guys.

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