I Hid My Feelings For All Of My Adult Life Until One Day I Didn't

Like a lot of kids, I sucked a boy when I was in the forth grade. I liked it, and I sucked him often. He was a regular little top and he got on me to masturbate on me, but after a while we figured out how to have sex using some of his mother's hand cream. In the sixth grade we were separated, he went to an all boy's military academy, and I continued with the Catholic school until graduation.

I was a freshman in college and I sat beside this guy in class who was a lot older. He asked my name and everything. He was a military guy who was back to school on the government's nickel. He was tall, and slim, and had very harry legs, and a harry ass, and big cock that I sucked down when he wasn't fucking me. Sucking was something I did instinctively, but it took a little while for me to allow him to fuck me without thinking too much about it. I learned to lick his ass.

I was a regular queer in college. If a guy had a dick that needed sucking, I was his man for it. I gave up my ass to several guys, and one professor. I was a queer. I talked queer, walked queer, and got down on my knees queer. I liked being a queer. But when I left college I had to 'straighten' up. The work arena wasn't too pleasant to queers.

For the following thirty years I was straight. I even got married to a poor girl who wasn't pretty. I turned fifty and I was at a hotel in line for breakfast and this guy behind me asked if he could join me. Sure. We talked, he was also there on business and we agreed to hook up that evening for a drink and find a place to eat dinner. He talked to the front desk clerk who gave him a restaurant, we could walk to. It was a queer hangout, and queers were everywhere. He asked if it bothered me. No way. this was a great place, as far as I was concerned.

When we got back to the hotel I joined him in his room and we did 'everything'. It was like a hunger I couldn't satisfy. I flew home with that feeling of a phantom dick in my rear. It all came back to me, the feelings, the desires and I went queer all over again. Excuse me, gay. I've been gay ever since.