It's Always Been In Me

The short story is I became one of 'them', I suppose I always was, but I wouldn't admit it.

The long story starts when I was in high school. I went to a matinee movie alone, I was angry at my mother. A man sat beside me and put this hand in my lap before grabbing my wrist with his other hand and putting my hand in his lap. I was surprised, but I had heard of men like him. He had my pants in his fist and was whispering for me to follow him. I followed him downstairs to the basement, into a room where he kissed me and gave me a blowjob.

I carried that with me, he was gay and I wasn't. I went on to college at Missouri, met and married my wife. We had our family. We worked and took early retirement. It was then that we started having problems. Her mother, her church activities, her volunteering, nothing involved me. When I was in line to vote I talked with the man behind me. I shared too much, that I missed work, and me and my wife were having problems.

He waited for me to vote and asked me to follow him. We walked to the library, and went to a book room. He kissed me and unzipped my pants, and I unzipped his and gave him a blowjob. It felt so good, like everything I'd been missing.

My wife and I are separated, she has her church friends, I have my friends, no one she would ever talk to.