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My life was completely and utterly turned around after me & my wife's holiday two summers ago. We went to Nigeria thinking we'd stick to the nicer bits and enjoy the nature and the landscape.
Our rent car broke down on our second day and after an hour a truck passed us by. I thought they weren't going to stop but after about a hundred yards it turned around and came back. I wish to god it hadn't.
It contained three guys- all black and much taller and muscular than me. It was obvious pretty quick that they had no intention of helping us. They just saw an opportunity to fuck a pretty white woman, as my wife is truly beautiful.
Two of them grabbed me and the other grabbed my wife and we were taken to behind a mound with some trees. I was tied up and gagged faced away from them while they raped my wife. I listened to them using over and over for hours. But her cries and tears eventually started turning to moaning and I could tell she was coming. She came over a dozen times, and by the sounds of it far harder than she ever had with me. I was out of my mind.
But just as I thought they were going to let us go, I felt them pull me up onto my hands and knees, and while one of them held my exhausted wife up to watch, the other two proceeded to then fuck me in front of her. I caught a glimpse of her just before one put his cock to my mouth. She was completely disshevelled- her hair was a mess, she had dirt and semen all over her. It was dribbling from her mouth and coated the inside of her legs. And yet she looked almost contented.
I had never had sex with a man before. They fucked me just a like a woman in front of my wife, laughing and talking the whole way through. Once both of them had finished- one in my ass, the other in my mouth- they all got up and ran back to their truck and drove off.
My wife eventually found the strength to get up. She gently untied me, kissed me, and suggested we make our way back to our hotel. I asked her if she wanted to go to the police but she said she just wanted to go home. We got the next flight back home the day after.
For a week I was in a daze. Me and my wife barely spoke to each other, until one night she got me to sit down with her in the living room and she dropped the bomb.
She wanted a divorce. She confessed that she couldn't see me as a man anymore after watching me get fucked like a woman by two big manly black men.
I am ashamed to say that I begged her not to leave me. I eventually got her to agree not to leave me but that she would be having sex with any men she wanted now. And that she wanted to watch more man have sex with me, too. With tears welling up in my eyes, I agreed.
Since then, that has been my life. She is happy, even if I'm not.

It's strange, it was my wife Andrea who in reality started all this with her insistance on me trying out her didlo. She basically said if I wanted to fuck her arse, then I'd have to experience the sensation myself. We'd been marrried for six years in all that time she wouldn't entertain anal sex. Watching porn together last November got her pussy wet and very horny. The film we were watching seemed to be exclusively women taking huge cocks up their arses. I wanted her experience the same and then her demand came forward. Knelt up on the carpet in fornt of tv, the porn film still playing she began to fuck me, after using sun cream to lube my hole. It was the first time ever I'd had anything remotely sexual done to my anus and I fucking loved it. Within a few minutes I was shooting load after load of my cum all over the floor. After licking her pussy and arse, waiting for my cock to become erect again, I tried to fuck her in the arse, but unlike me she hated it. We eventually ended up fucking missionary, with me dumping my second load of cum that night deep up her pussy. The days that followed I began to experiment on my own with her dildo, when she was at work. I soon discovered I enjoyed that just as much as when my wife had fucked me.
Into March this year and plenty of anal discovery later, I decided to see what it would be like to have a real cock taking me up the arse. Advertising on a well known gay contact site, I arranged to meet a guy who wanted a regular fuck buddy. The only stipulation he made was he wanted to have sex outdoors. I met him at a local resevoir car park and as we chatted in his car, he asked me to give him a blow job. His cock was my first and what a cock to have as your first, it was around eight inches long and extremely veiny. Pushing back his fore skin with my lips I revealed the swollen purple head of his dick and in one long motion I let his cock slide into my mouth. Once again it felt so good and natural. He was soon moaning loudly as I sucked more of his shaft into my mouth and not much later he was bucking upwards to meet my mouth. That wasn't what I wanted at that time though and waited until I knew he was almost ready to cum. I used the situation to get him to fuck me. He was frustrated having to walk the fifty or so yards to the public toilets, but I made him wait for his orgasm. Shutting the cubicle door, I dropped my jeans and underwear and ofered him my arsehole to fuck. It didn't take him long to have the tip of his cock at my rear openeing, spitting on my hole he began to push forwards and in seconds I was taking my first real fucking. If anyhting it was far superior to the didlo I'd been using and I was ready to cum with my cock already straining before I got into the toilets. Watching my own cum arc intot air as he banged away at my hole was awsome. so was his ejaculation deep up my arsehole seconds later. There was no hugging and kissing, just basic horny gay sex and I couldn't get enough. Driving home I was already planning my next meet with another guy. I'm a total convert to outdoor oral and anal gay sex. I now play safe every time, but I still get just as much enjoyment fom receiving a damn good fucking in the open air.

Lately I have been feeling attracted to one of my uncles. I'm straight, well bi curious now, but for some reason I want him. It started when he put his hand on the back of my chair at a supper once and I loved how I could feel his presence around me. He has beefy hairy arms that make me excited. I keep thinking of what he's got in his pants as his bulge in his jeans is a decent size. I don't know if it's the head getting confused with what type of love it is but I want him so bad. I want to feel his hairy body on top of me as he dominates me. I've started to dream about it now because I'm so turned on by him. He's 49 this year and I'm only 26. If that's not bad enough he's my frickin uncle, I dreamt of him last night and even though I've been up for over an hour I'm still hard thinking of him in his underwear.

I had my first Gay experience about a year ago. It wasn't something that I planned on doing, it just sort of happened one afternoon when I was over at the house of a guy that I was sort of friends with. I say sort of, because we were never all that close, and in all honesty I was more just tolerant of being sort of friends with him. He was my age, kind of a nerd, overweight, self-confessed lonely and down on women, and into his computer and playing computer games. I tried to tell him that he really needed to get out more, and frankly I was so bored with him telling me all about his latest computer things and games.
Anyway, I was over at his place that afternoon, and he had been showing me some new computer games that he had gotten. After an hour, I was ready to go, but it had started raining. Of course he said that I should stay, and he fixed some coffee. Well, that was good, and we sat in the living room talking for a change. Then he said how with the rain, we could always just stay indoors and have some fun. I told him that I wasn't really in the mood for more computer games, and he grinned and said how there was always other things that would be fun to do. And, very nonchalantly, he said how cwe could always have some guy fun. I really didn't know what he meant by that, and he calmly said how we could always get naked and jack off together. I was not expecting that, but he went on to say how nobody would know, and how much fun it would be. I thought about it, and probably wouldn't have felt tempted to do anything like that, only it did strike me as maybe being fun.
So I agreed that we could try that, and we got undressed right there in the living room. Well, he didn't have any trouble in getting a boner, which happened almost right away. His dick was not very large, but it had a very broad tip, and he had large balls. To my own surprise, it was a turn on getting naked and getting to see him with a boner, and I started getting one, too. It was just this kind nof neat moment of guys' fun, and we laughed and he complimented me on what a big dick I had and how nice it looked, and I told him what a nice dick he had. We sat on the soaf and just for fun, began playing with each other's boner, which actually felt pretty good. He cerytainly liked doing that and I have to admit so did I. He played with my nipples a little bit, and kissed and sucked on them, and told me how nice that it was getting to do this with as a friend and another guy. I did find the masculinity of the moment quite pleasing and even romantic in its own way. We kissed and made out a little bit, and then he said how he really wouldn't mind having his dick in my butt. I was relcutant, but he said how he would wear a rubber, so I told myself, ok, why not??
He slipped on a condom, and I got on my hands and knees on the carpet, and he got on his knees behind me. I felt the firmness of his hard penis pressing up against my butt hole, and then his penis sliding smoothly in. Like I said, he wasn't all that big, and it did not hurt like I might have suspected that it would. In fact, it was quite stimulating feeling that being done, and very exciting to think that I actually had his hard boner in my butt. He started to fuck me, being quite gentle about it, and I found that even more of a turn on, making my own erection absolutely rigid! He continued to go in and out, grunting and breathing hard, telling me how fantastic it felt, and I thought it felt pretty fantatsic, too. He told me that he was about to come, and began gasping, and the thought that he was going to ejaculate inside of me got me so excited, that I started ejaculating. I just coiuldn't help it. My semen went all over the floor and a lot came out. When it was all over, he had me stay for dinner, and neither of bothered getting dressed, but remained happily naked.
All in all, I was surprised by how exciting and pleasurable the experience had been. About a week later I was back over at his place, and he asked me if I wanted to do it again. Thinking that it was fun, we got naked and got down to it. This time I got to try fucking him, and he was unconcerned about my wearing a rubber, so we did it without. Once more, it was a very thrilling and pleasurable experience and I was quite happy with myself for being uninhibited enough to have tried it. That was when the problems began, however.
Over the course of the next two months we had sex several more times and enjoyed it. Only he wanted to started doing that all the time, and wanting me to move in with him so we could have a secret gay relationship. I definitely was not ready for that, nor was it what I wanted to do. To be honest, I did not find him all that physcally attractive and I did not have any real romantic feelings toward him personally. In put him off, but soon he started to become quite angry with me, and I could see that we had reached a parting of the ways. I do regret that the two of us are no longer friends on any level, and I miss the male sex in my own non-gay way. To be honest, if I had felt differently, I might consider having some sort of roommate situation, just not with anyone that unpleasant and who never seemed to ever really enjoy life, and to harbor a grudge against women. Personally, I am basically hetrosexual and I like woman. I have been having a very good male-female relations for the last several months. If it doesn;t continue, however, I admit that now I might well enjoy having a fun gay-friendship. Mostly I wonder if this sort of thing has happened to other guys.

I came across this site and was quite fascinated by the stories. I wanted to add my own, and found that there is no category besides "Gay" in qwhich to submit friendship stories of a homosexually indulgent nature. So I will just put it here.

The summer that I turned eighten, I had become casual friends with an older guy who was the lifeguard at the public pool. He was 26 and single. I was quite admiring of him, because he was good looking, had a sports car, was working and going to school to get his degree, and seemed to have this together life. Lots of times he would give me a ride home, and on a few occasions I stopped by his apartment. I had noticed a framed photograph in his place. It was of him and another guy. In it, they were sitting shoulder to shoulder to shoulder and looking chummy. He told me that his friend's name was David. After that, he mentioned his friend Dadvid a few times, saying how much he missed being back home(in Oregon), on the coast with him. One day when we happened to stop by his place, and when he mentioned his friend again, I remarked on how they seemed close. He admitted that they were, and he seemed a little reluctant to talk about that, but he confessed that the two of them were very "close" as friends and did like to share more intimate male-moments, although he said how either of them did not consider himself to be Gay. He said that it was just a very close friendship was all.

I was sort of intigued by the way he talked about it, and found the idea of that sort of closeness between guy-friends not exactly unappealing. At least in this ideal sort of way, even though I had never really thought about having a homosexually friendly relationship, and I supposed mostly because the opportunity had never presented itself maybe being the main reason. Anyway, after he admited that, it was kind of neat having shared that kind of openness and honesty, and the two us seemed comfortably closer. Like I said, I was admiring of him, and it was not difficult to finding those feelings allowing for a mild sense of attraction which I found interesting and kind of nice to feel towards another guy. A few days later I was over at his place, he said that he hoped I wasn't too surprised about what he had told me, saying how he knew that I wasn't Gay or anything like that. I told him that I wasn't Gay, of course, and said how I hadn't been shocked or anything. Even, that I thought it sounded pretty nice. He appreciated my being so understanding. We were sitting on the sofa, and we smiled at one another, and then we did this chummy embrace. It didn't feel at all awkward. We looked at one another and, because it seemed like something that was all right to do then right then, we did a small kiss on the lips. I had never kissed another guy before, and in fact I had never even tghought of that as being something that I might want to do. With him, though, it felt surprisingly nice and inviting. We did another small kiss, letting it be a liitle more generous, and the moment seemed quite romantic in this really wonderful all-male way. A few more small and very pleasant kisses were done, and then I went home.

Of course there was no way that I was about to tell my mother - or anybody else - that I had just kissed another guy. It just wasn't the sort of thing that you talked about. I still felt surprised with myself for having done that, but I also liked the fact that I had been adventurous and brave enough to have actually done it. It was two days later, after being at the pool, he gave me a ride back, and we stopped by his place. More or less having broken the ice between us like that as friends, we happily did a quite amorous kiss the moment we we in and closed the door behind us. It felt so great doing that together as guys, and I was very taken with it. We were both in shorts and shirts and flip-flops from the pool. Our flip-flops came off, and we sat together on the sofa and began to gently make out and enjoy ourselves. I was surprised, although not astonished, when I felt myself getting a considerable erection. I really liked how it felt having my penis hard like that with him. Apparently he was having an erection from this, too. I remember how he smiled at me, and casually and teasingly said how we could be more comfortable in his bedroom. The idea sounded good to me.

We got up and went into the bedroom. His shirt came off and so did mine. And then his shorts, revealing the siazable erection that he had, and my shorts came down and off to show him mine. We stretched out on the bed in each other's arms, kissing and letting our hands feel each other's stiff penis and balls. It was the first time that I had ever felt another guy, and it was so wonderful enjoying the freedom to do that. After a while, he tried sucking on my erection and I worked up the courage to try sucking on his. It was neat doing that as friends. We continued to make out and play around. Finally, being quite calm and matter of fact about it, he said that he wanted to put on a condom and take it a little farther with me. I was ok with that, wanting to experience what that would be like. So he slipped on a condom, and I laid face down on the bed. He proceeded to mount me from behind, very slowy and carefully inserting his sizable and very stiff erection into my butt. I tensed and gasped a little, and he proceded cautiously. It was more like discomfort and not really painful having my tight opening stretched like that, and to then feel his entire stiff length plunged fully into my anal sheath. After a few moments, I relaxed and it seemed all right, and very exciting, making my own erection enormously stiff. Slowly he began to gently slide in and out, and spent the next several minutes fucking me. I was amazed by both how physically stimulating this was, and by how emotionally pleasing. Like before, it was all-male, and I loved how it felt to experience that sort of masculine intimacy. He told me how nice it was getting to do this with me, how good it felt, and much he liked it. I told him the same things, as I grew more acustomed to the senation of his repeated insertions, entralled to have him making love to me as another guy. He told me that he was going to come, and then I felt him stop moving and knew that he was ejaculating deep isnide of me. It was fantastically thrilling, and it suddenly made me ejaculate. I had never experienced anything like this before. When we finished, we stayed naked for another hour, holding and cuddling and enjoy our naked time together.

After I went home, again I was surprised by what I had just done, but again I was also very pleased and happy that I had. The soreness that I felt was minor and a pleasant reminder of the togetherness. My mother wasn't home. So I got naked and had no problem in getting another erection just thinking about it, and I spent a good half hour masturbating it to a glorious climax in a kind of celebration of male sexuality and friendship.

It was four days after that when he and I had another loving session together. I had no doubt that I wasn't Gay. I definietly did not start thinking about other guys and finding girls a turn off. But I was pleased to discover that I could enjoy that sort of male-intimacy in a frienship. During the next month, we made love a number more times, and I got to experience making love to him several times, and even to delight in having him ejaculate in my mouth, with me doing the same to him. For the rest of that summer he and I enjoyed being secret lovers. It was so delicious romantic in ways that I had never dreamed of. Then, that fall he went back home and to school, and to his friend David. The two of us kept in touch for all of that next year, but as things go, we eventually lost touch after that. Looking back, than and ..(continue confession)

Around this time of year, last year, I paid for my wife and her sister to take a weeks vacation. The reason being I wanted some time alone to explore my new found liking for anal play. For some before I'd been using various items to fuck myself when I showered or had time alone at home to enjoy the new sensations I was having. Contacting and agreeing to meet a guy who I met on a gay contact site, I arranged to meet him in a local park on the first night my wife was away. I'd seen pictures of him naked and his very impressive eight inch cock. He'd expressed his desire to fuck me with it, if I ever got past my curiosity and finally decided to take the plunge, so to speak. It was a warm night and I nearly met with the wrong guy, as there were quite a few men cruising for sex. Eventually meeting up with the right guy, I asked him if he wanted to go back to our house. He declined, not because he didn't want sex, but because he liked having an audience when he fucked someone new. It wasn't a loving scenario or like any male female sexual role situation. Undoing his jeans after walking us over to a small wooded area, he had me kneel down before offering me my first ever cock to suck. It was awsome, I loved everything about taking his thick hard cock into my mouth. The scent of his musky cock, the taste and feel of his fore skin as it slid over my tongue, but most of all I loved the feeling it gave me, the, I'm a male slut, sucking a big fat cock feeling. Once his cock was good and hard and I'd sucked in lots of his leaking pre cum, he asked me if I'd brought the condoms. Standing up, turning around and dropping my shorts and boxers to the ground, I reached into the small pouch at my side I pulled out two condoms, one for average sized dicks and one for larger cocks, plus a tube of lube. His cock stretched the condom for larger men. Even with pleasuring myself with various things, it didn't prepare me for when his cock entered me. It was like having as log shoved up my ass. After lubing me up several times and pushing hard against my rear muscles, his cock finally entered my asshole. My first reaction was to try and get him to withdraw. He held me tight though, as I held onto a tree's lower branch nd began to slowly move in and out. The pain was unbelievable, but I took it as best I could. I was just about to tell him to stop, when he thrust in deeper. It was at that time I became aware of a guy stood only feet away and he was masturbating. My secret gay friend started to fuck me in ernest as the guy watching came into plain sight and in those moments I became forever lost in anal sex. The pain went and it was replaced by an overwhelming feeling of absolute joy. I've enjoyed sex with many different women before and had numerous orgasms with each, but nothing can even come close to the sheer delight I got from being fucked by his large thick cock. It was if my whole body was taking his dick, as my whole body was shaking with pleasure. The guy who had been watching a few feet away moved closer, I saw he was an older man, maybe in his mid fifties. Looking up and at his face I recognised him at the same time he recognised me, it was my local liquor store owner. In any other circumstance we would have fled from each other trying to hide the fact we'd been caught out performing gay sex. Standing up to me, he offered me his cock to suck as I was taking a real anal fucking. Two men I hardly knew, were now filling my orificies and I couldn't have been more happy. My liquor store owner didn't last long and I was tasting his salty cum after only a couple of minutes, my gay big dicked lover took notably more time to shoot his load, filling the condom inside me when he eventually built up enough steam to have me screaming for his cock to fuck me harder. When I got home only twenty minutes later I'd made my mind up I wanted more. Firing up the old computer I used for my sexual contacts, I sent my lover a message. It was to ask him to visit me at home the next evening. Unfortunately he didn't reply until two days later, but the liquor store guy said yes to joining me the next afternoon. He might be nearly twenty years older than me, but his cock still worked just fine and he certainly knew how to fuck a guy who wanted fucking. The rest of the week I spent either at our house being fucked or sucking cock, or at the park being used by three different older men. This last year has been a year of sexual discovery for me and one in which I've learned to enjoy every single sexual moment, especially when it's with a big dicked man, who knows how to fuck the ass off another guy.

I am married for over ten years and have three kids. I work as a dispatcher for a lumber trucking service. one of the truck drivers got me to suck his dick. there was a lot of horse play and he hammer locked me and pulled his dick out and told me to suck it. I did and now I suck him regularly. The truth is that I look forward to sucking him. I would not be opposed to going further with him. I would really like him to fuck me.

The truth is that when I was younger I would suck my neighbor's dick. I am talking about when I was growing up. He fucked me for a long time, until he moved away and I went to college. I would really like to get fucked again. That's my secret.

I am totally straight and have once thought about sucking a man off just as a deviate act but when I see 2 men kissing I cringe.
I was driving up the coast and it was a long trip to see my family earlier this year. It had got dark and I got fatigued so I decided to pull into a parking bay at a truck rest stop. I did not want to get in the way of any trucks should they want to stop at that rest stop and noticed a transit van parked up further so I parked in that area. I got out to stretch my legs and this man was standing next to his car and I recognised him as one of our top baseball players so I said hello. He asked me if I was John and it just so happened that my name is John so I said yes and he must not have heard me follow through with the how do you know my me and he must not have seen the perplexed expression on my face that matched my words and I could only guess that the trucks and cars passing close to the stop must have drowned out my words because he said he had been excitedly waiting to suck my cock! I should have put him straight but for some strange reason the thought of having a top playing baseball player suck my cock was turning me on and I just went with the flow. He said he had been here before and had a parking spot close and remote so I had to follow him. we drove for about 5 minutes into a really remote place and pulled over. I got out and he opened the van door for me to get in and he took me in his arms and I let him kiss me. it actually really turned me on and so I let it continue while he started to undress me. there I was totally naked in front of him and he was complementing me and made me feel special. I could not believe being straight that I could be so into this and my penis was almost bursting. he then made love to me and I have never ever had such a great HJ in my life and the most powerful orgasm ever. I was hungry for more and I and I wanted him in my mouth and did all the things to him that I would want done to me. he was moaning and saying really nice things about how I could suck so good and suck me john suck me which just drove me to want more of him. I became so aroused again and was bursting with the most hard on when I felt his cum start to fill my mouth and all I wanted to do was drink him and I just kept on sucking and loving every bit of him. I then just instinctively fucked him and let him fuck me and it felt so good. I just wanted to be in his arms and fuck and suck him all night and we would lay in each others arms and kiss passionately. I a straight man fell in love with this man and now let him fuck me anytime he wants. I love how he spoons me and gently slips his shaft into me and dips his hand into the oil on the side table and gentle takes my penis into his hand and runs his hand up my shaft then gives the head of my cock a little squeeze. he loves how I lose my breath and breath out with a deep deep moan as I cum all over the place but this is usually always because the trigger of feeling his cum shoot deep in me gives me the pleasure of being his and wanting to have his baby. his loves doing me mission style as he can see my face and my eyes role into the back of my head as that is his mind trigger to spurt his cum into me. he also likes to masturbate me at the some time and tries to get me to spurt into his mouth and he also likes to kiss me passionately. He is the only man I have been with and I have not even gone with a woman since and never will but there is one problem, he is married! well he has told her he is fucking me and she wants to make their marriage work but he wants out but its not easy because she threatens to go to the media. he prefers me and I have stayed at their place and when I do he sleeps with me which she is ok with and once he fucked both of us on the same bed. he started with her but he pumped his sperm inside me. She has indicated that she would be happy to be both our fuck buddies and I think he could settle for that but I would only do that for him because I love him. I must say she is very attractive.

This could also be in "Out of the closet" because that's what I should be doing.
I married Cloe, not because we're especially in love, it's becasue of our son. Right from the moment I knew she was pregnant, I also knew I couldn't stop what had happened to me two weeks prior.

I'd met and had for me, the most amazing sexual time of my life. And it was with a guy who I'd never met before.
I was with some friends at the beach. Cloe was in work and my friends were fooling around in the surf. An older guy in his mid thirties asked me for a light. As he bent over I couldn't help but notice the large bulge in his tight trunks. He saw me looking and smiled.

I'd not had any thoughts in my life to have sex with a guy up to that time, and if my friends had come back up to where I was lay, I might not have accepted his invitation. As it was, they carried on fooling around. He asked me if I wanted to have some fun of my own, pointing to a row of small shacks at the rear of the beach.

There was no great discussion or even a huge amount of thinking on my part. I just said "Yes".

As I've said, I hadn't had any form of sex or intention to have sex with guy before, so when I found myself on my knees behind one of the shacks, accepting his long slim cock in my mouth. I was confused but amazingly horny for his dick. He was fucking my mouth and I strangely loving it. With a mouth full of his beautiful cock, he told me he wanted to fuck me. Not can I fuck you, or I'd like to put my cock in your ass, but "I want your ass, I want to fuck you".

The condom was on his dick and being slid along it in seconds, I was knelt on the sandy floor, my ass in the air and his spittle dribbling into my asshole. When he put the tip of his cock to my rear fuck hole, I shivered. It wasn't with fear or regret. It was with the unusual longing to be fucked.

It wasn't a pleasant experience at first and I nearly made him stop. Only the growing feeling of what I cam only describe as a warm orgasm building in my ass, made me ask, even beg him to fuck me harder. He was a total stranger to me and I was allowing him to fuck my ass in a public place and in every way posible, I was loving every thrust of his cock up my ass, as my body started to relax.

If you haven't ever cum by having a guy fuck you up the ass, then you won't understand the awsome powerful orgasm I had without touching myself. If you have, you'll know what I mean when I say, it was the best, most awe inspiring feeling, which has flowed through my body in my life. I'm not a spurter normally, but that day my cum flew in a high arc out of my throbbing dick onto the sandy floor.

The man who'd seduced me into having gay anal sex, let go of his own cum, filling the condom deep inside my ass only seconds after I'd unloaded all over the floor. His gutteral moaning and pulling of my hair as he spurted his seed inside me had my cock twitching. So when he asked me to finish his orgasm by sucking his dick clean, I pulled off the condom from his cock and began to lick his cock shaft, then I took his cock back into my mouth.

It was my first ever taste of cum and I was hooked. The next day I went to the beach on my own. He was already there, as if he knew I'd be back. We didn't stay io the beach this time. After a short walk I was climbing the stairs to his apartment. I knew when I got inside, this guy had money, lots of money. It wasn't his money I was interested in for next hour and half. It was how hard I could get him to fuck my mouth and ass over and over again.

Our son is now three years old and I've continued to visit my older bisexual friend. He's no longer a stranger and he often provides me with financies, not major amounts, only enough so I can buy my son something. It's not the money or his fancy lifestyle though that keeps me going round. It's the fact I've fallen for him and the way we now make love to each other.

A few weeks ago i'd been out with a freind for a few drinks it had been a great night out and we decided it was too good not to stop so we went back to his place to continue drinking talking and laughing, After a few hours the drink took it's toll on me and i passed out on his couch, I dont know how long i'd been out for but i roused feeling horny and a hand massaging my growing cock through my jeans, I opened
my eyes to see my freind who i thought was totaly straight with his hand stoking me, He stopped looked at me like a rabbit in the headlights, I put my hand on his knee a gently squeezed it and whispered "who's a naughty boy then??" and smiled, He started to stroke me again and nervously smiled at me as my own hand stroked along his thigh, He quickly undone my jeans and pulled out my hard cock as i gasped our mouths met and he kissed me deeply, I wanted to see him naked and told him and in a flash we were both naked and boy was i glad he had a delicious thick cock with big heavy balls, I lubed up my ass quickly and all but begged him to fuck me, He fucked me so hard and long his rough hands on my waist i was so turned on by him and moaned loudly as he came deep inside me, Laying holding each other and kissing he confessed he had always wanted me but was too shy to say so, He's a big former farmers boy with rough ways but he's very sweet in bed and says i am the first guy he has had sex with, He may not be handsome but he turns me on, Pity this did not happen years ago but i'm going to make up for lost time.