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Gay Stories
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Bi-Sexual Male / 58
Late To The Game I Can't Help But Keep Asking Myself If I'm A Gay Too
My wife walked out one day, took her things and was gone. No note, no forwarding address. I tried to get in touch, but if she got any messages she never answered. After six months I decided to go on with my life. When my lease was up, I left that place, a house on a cul de sac, and moved into an apartment closer to work. That's where I met Mark.
Mark had been living there for a year when we met. He worked at a bank in a support service for customers that were responsible for 401Ks. He lived next door, that's how we met. We talked in the hall, one day he asked me in. He was an always single guy, and said he never had the desire to be tied down. It was that day that he brought me a glass of ice tea and he said matter of fact, 'no, really I'm gay'.
Well, ok, big fucking deal. I told him about my wife walking out, he said that must be a bummer and we talked about that. He said 'hey, I'm gay, and I could really make you feel better if you let me'. I answered with 'what do you mean?' Mark continued with him being gay he knew his way around a man, and he could take me to new heights and make me feel real good. 'Women can only do so much'. And with that he stood and came and sat beside me and put his hand in my lap.
'Just let me do my thing, I promise you will like it'. And with that he worked my pants open and set about to suck my cock. My wife never did that, not once, so it was all pretty new to me. Moments passed and he told me I had a nice cock, but all that did is make him want to make love. We went into his bedroom and we both got naked and lay on the bed and he started with his mouth on my cock, and took my hand to hold his cock, and he started to make love, to kiss me, and to caress me. When I let go of his cock, he reminded me to hold his cock in my hand. He liked that.
I suppose that a lot of time went by, he made love and I did what I could, and I kept his hard cock in my hand, until he told me that I needed to show his cock some love and he more or less forced my head down. I sucked his cock, really I put his cock in my mouth and sucked and licked on his cock, which was then very hard. I wished that I could keep it up like that. We ended up in the compromising position, of him on my back working his cock in and out.
After he was done, he told he thought I was a kisser. I liked to kiss, he could tell. So we kissed for a while, still naked on his bed.
The months passed, and we were always together and making love on his bed. He had all sorts of 'enhancements', dildos you couldn't believe and lubes of every color. He seemed to perpetually horny and all he wanted to do was fuck. I had gotten pretty good and letting him on, and I enjoyed it when he finished me off. I do enjoy kissing, so we always kissed a lot.
When this lawyer contacted me that my wife had filed for divorce, on the grounds that I was in a relationship with a gay man, I knew things could only get worse. She got what she wanted, which was money, and I got the divorce. After my divorce, Mark and I took a cruise down the River in Germany, making love at night, and hanging around with these other gay men on the cruise. This was one of those gay river cruise ideas.
It has been three years since my wife and I divorced, Mark and I continue to be together, he is definitely gay, but in spite of all this with Mark I continue to ask myself, am I gay? Or is it the rejection and the opportunity that's interfered this way. Don't ask, yes I do enjoy being in a sexual relationship with Mark, that I like very much.
Mark had been living there for a year when we met. He worked at a bank in a support service for customers that were responsible for 401Ks. He lived next door, that's how we met. We talked in the hall, one day he asked me in. He was an always single guy, and said he never had the desire to be tied down. It was that day that he brought me a glass of ice tea and he said matter of fact, 'no, really I'm gay'.
Well, ok, big fucking deal. I told him about my wife walking out, he said that must be a bummer and we talked about that. He said 'hey, I'm gay, and I could really make you feel better if you let me'. I answered with 'what do you mean?' Mark continued with him being gay he knew his way around a man, and he could take me to new heights and make me feel real good. 'Women can only do so much'. And with that he stood and came and sat beside me and put his hand in my lap.
'Just let me do my thing, I promise you will like it'. And with that he worked my pants open and set about to suck my cock. My wife never did that, not once, so it was all pretty new to me. Moments passed and he told me I had a nice cock, but all that did is make him want to make love. We went into his bedroom and we both got naked and lay on the bed and he started with his mouth on my cock, and took my hand to hold his cock, and he started to make love, to kiss me, and to caress me. When I let go of his cock, he reminded me to hold his cock in my hand. He liked that.
I suppose that a lot of time went by, he made love and I did what I could, and I kept his hard cock in my hand, until he told me that I needed to show his cock some love and he more or less forced my head down. I sucked his cock, really I put his cock in my mouth and sucked and licked on his cock, which was then very hard. I wished that I could keep it up like that. We ended up in the compromising position, of him on my back working his cock in and out.
After he was done, he told he thought I was a kisser. I liked to kiss, he could tell. So we kissed for a while, still naked on his bed.
The months passed, and we were always together and making love on his bed. He had all sorts of 'enhancements', dildos you couldn't believe and lubes of every color. He seemed to perpetually horny and all he wanted to do was fuck. I had gotten pretty good and letting him on, and I enjoyed it when he finished me off. I do enjoy kissing, so we always kissed a lot.
When this lawyer contacted me that my wife had filed for divorce, on the grounds that I was in a relationship with a gay man, I knew things could only get worse. She got what she wanted, which was money, and I got the divorce. After my divorce, Mark and I took a cruise down the River in Germany, making love at night, and hanging around with these other gay men on the cruise. This was one of those gay river cruise ideas.
It has been three years since my wife and I divorced, Mark and I continue to be together, he is definitely gay, but in spite of all this with Mark I continue to ask myself, am I gay? Or is it the rejection and the opportunity that's interfered this way. Don't ask, yes I do enjoy being in a sexual relationship with Mark, that I like very much.
