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I had my 1st gay experience at a health club this week. I went to a gym that is part of the chain that I belong to but one that I only go too occasionally. I am thin and more of a swimmer's build than a weightlifter but women like me and I get laid when I need too. I've never been with a man and never gave it a lot of thought but I am guilty of checking out mens packages in gym locker rooms. I figure that most men do that though for comparison if nothing else.

So two days ago I'm in the gym and had finished up and was getting ready to shower and a Latin guy came into the locker isle near me and started undressing too. I noticed he had a perfectly lean muscular body and when he pulled his shorts of his cock popped out and I couldn't help but stare at it. It was long, very thick and just hung from his body like a missile. I looked away quickly when I saw him look at me. He smiled and turned toward me so his cock was just a few inches from my face. I am embarrassingly got up and grabbed my towel and began to walk toward the shower. As I walked by him he rubbed my ass. I just pretended not to feel and walked into the shower.

The showers are large tiled, spa style showers and I began showering. I felt my cock stir and for the first time thinking about the dude and his perfect dick. I thought about how good he must fuck the girls and I stared stroking my cock thing about him laying it to the little cute blonde I had been fucking recently.

With my face in the water and my head against the wall stroking my cock I'm not sure I even noticed the shower door opening. But I remember feeling something beside me and I looked and there was the Latin guy. Naked with his cock very thick and hard. he put a finger over his lips and slid in and closed the door behind him. I started to turn around but he stopped me and placed his hand on my back, pushing my gently back towards my head being on the wall.

I felt him kneel down behind me and suddenly felt his hands spread my ass cheeks and his tongue on my asshole. It felt so incredible. He reached through and started stoking my cock. I was glad the shower was on and the music was blaring because I started moaning loudly. Just as he was about to push me over the edge he stopped, ran his hands up my thighs and stood behind me.

I felt him placing the head of his cock on my asshole. It felt very sexy but I was startled and I thought to myself that this was very hot but I really didn't want to be fucked by another man. Again I started to turn but he must have felt my hesitation because he gently pulled my hips back and leaned his upper body into mine pushing my ass back toward him. I heard a squirting sound and I looked back and he was rubbing a thick white lube over his hugely hard cock. I remember thing "This is really going to happen?" in my head. He then rub his very lubed cock around my asshole and the sensation was great. I let go and bent forward. He said quietly in my ear "Good, papi"

He then began to firmly push the head of his cock into my asshole. It stretched and stretched and it began to sear in pain. I said "Too big, too big" and started to pull my hips forward. He said No, no papi, es ok". I think he thought he was about to lose me so he firmly grabbed my hips and with one strong forward thrust my ass gave and his cock plunged deep inside of me.

I gasped loudly and moaned. He reached under my arm around my chest and whispered in my ear "yes, papi, yes". The immediate pressure and pain passed quickly and he began slowly fucking me. The sensation of my ass being stoked and the knowledge that I was letting another man, especially this incredibly hot one fuck me was overwhelming. I braced my hands against the wall and pushed into him. He bagen fucking me hard and the size of his cock was just stretching my ass so far that I was getting dizzy. It occurred to me that he was not wearing a condom and I thought he shouldn't cum inside of me. But when I let it go for several more seconds and stared getting really turned on by letting my head get wrapped around the fact that I was getting fucked. Suddenly though he stiffened and said through gritted teeth behind me "Oh yes my papi!" He then thrust deep inside of me and I felt a warm squirt and realized he was cumming deep in my ass. Despite my self I started jacking my cock and almost immediately I had the single most intense orgasm of my life, screaming and squirting loads of cum all over the shower wall and floor.

He pulled his cock out of me and the sensation caused me to go my knees. I sat there for a second on the shower floor with the water running over me. He smiled at me and placed his cock on my lips. I looked up at him and he said "please papi" I opened my mouth and he slid his now semi hard perfect dick into my mouth. It had a strange fleshy feel and he stroked it a little and I felt a small amount of warm, bitter fluid in my mouth.

He pulled his cock out and turned, opened the shower door, looked around and then walked out. I sat for several moments on the floor trying to grasp that I had let another man fuck me and then let him take his cock out of my ass and put it in my mouth.

I felt somewhat shameful and got myself together and washed off. I walked out of the shower and hoped that no one had heard and half hoped he was gone. He was and there was no one else around so I dressed quickly and left.

As I was about to get into my car when silver Lexus pulled up beside me, the window came down and I saw the guy who had just fucked me inside. He handed me a piece of paper with a phone number on it. He said "Please call me, papi. I really like you body". I just took the paper and said nothing and he drove off.

I spent the last few days torn between being embarrassed and very turned on. In the end I guess I liked it. Anyway, I just texted him and he'll be here in a little bit so I guess I'll find out.



At the age of seventeen, I became an orphan with no brothers and sisters. By the time my nineteenth birthday rolled by, I was living in a crappy apartment hardly able to make the rent, or feed myself from the part time job I had. I'd enrolled in college and wanted to improve my life, but costs, even though I worked part time, were mounting up and up.
Out walking through my local park as a short cut one evening, desperately trying to think of a way to earn more money, a tall well built muscular guy approached me and asked if I was cruising. When I asked him what the fuck was he going on about, he said "You know, do you want to have some fun, I'll pay you twenty bucks to blow me".
If you could see me now, you'd think I was still just into my twenties, back then I looked about fifteen. My height hasn't grown much, I'm five feet, seven inches tall and have a slim athletic build.
His suggestion didn't make me back away, not because I was bisexual or gay, but becauase I really was desperate for money. Not thinking, I reponded by telling him, I'd suck his dick and swallow it for forty. Twenty bucks was in my hand seconds later and as I followed him to a nearby wooded area, he promised me if I could deep throat him he'd pay extra on top of the forty.
His cock was nothing like my own, the only cock I'd seen since the showers in high school. It was shorter than my eight inches, but it was so thick, I could hardly wrap my fingers around it. He'd dropped his shorts and had no underwear on. His cock was already fully erect and I had second thought about what I was about to do. The thought of the money kept me there. And it also opened my mouth to recieve his fat cock.
There was no finess about what I did. It was my first time after all. The strange thing was, I took his cock over my tongue and on down my throat with relative ease, even though it was so damn thick. My mouth just seemed to accept his cock shaft, so I began to suck on it as hard and as fast as I could. The moans coming from the forty plus year old were telling me I was doing something right. So was the fact he'd put his hands onto my head, and was holding me to fuck my mouth. Perfectly naturally after about five minutes of having my face fucked, I took his cock out of my mouth and began to lick up and down his meaty shaft. When I reached the bottom, I lifted up his cock and started to lick and suck on his hairy balls, masturbating him as I did. At his insistance when his balls were dripping with my saliva, I put his cock back into my mouth and only seconds later as he held my head tight, he came inside my mouth, filling it with masses of cum. There was only one place for his cum to go and that was down my throat.
I swallowed every single drop. Not one tiny amount left my lips as I sucked on the head of his dick, milking his cock with my tongue. Satisfied I'd drained his balls, I let his cock slip from my mouth to hear him say "Boy that was the best god damn head I've ever had".
Sorting himself out, he passed me a slip of notes. I unfolded them to find another fifty bucks. When I looked at him, he smiled and told me I'd earned it. As I stood up, he asked me if we could meet up again. I was back in the park two nights later. We found a more private place and I took my time to give him exactly what he said he wanted. making sure to once again swallow his cum down my throat.
The stakes changed when he pulled up his shorts. He wanted to know if I lived local, as he was still horny. Earning three hundred bucks for a relative amount of pain. And being able to fall asleep with the knowledge I had enough to live on for over a month, was to me, the justification for allowing him to fuck me for over half an hour.
My asshole hurt for days afterwards, but it didn't stop me from arranging to have him stay over the following Thursday night. And every Thursday night after that for over two years. He taught me everything about gay sex and how to totally please a man in every way sexually.
I didn't have gay sex with anyone else at that time. And throughout our sexual reolationship I didn't want or need to. He pretty much financed me through college with some of his mothers inheritance. I became his gay sexual release from his wife at home. Thursday night was the night each week, he supposed to be in another city working. The only thing he worked on, was my mouth and asshole.
It's funny looking and thinking back to what I did. As a thirty two year old married man, with his own sucessful business, I'd never now contemplate what I did back then. Having said that, I still ocassionally maybe three or for times a year, when I feel the need for a cock to fuck my asshole, have a guy I trust, visit me at work when all my staff have gone home.

A long time ago when I was in the Army, I was stationed in Panama. In our barracks, we had relatively large rooms and ours could fit 4 guys. Only me an Nick where in ours. Nick was a big guy who liked to go out to strip bars and see prostitutes. He would drink almost every night. I would go out with him some times and we would have a great time fucking around with strippers and normal straight stuff.

Before I had deployed to Panama, I had been with an older dude one time. He made me suck his dick and he fucked me in the ass. I was very drunk at the time, and told myself I would never do that again.

The reason I tell you this is because Nick was very horny all the time. He had girly mags around the room and would always be saying stuff to chicks on the tv to suck it, and told me a couple of times to suck it.

Hanging in his locker was a G-string from some woman he had been with. One day when he was out, I was so horny looking at porn mags and stroking. I saw that g-string and put it on. I was standing all girly and moving around and I felt real feminine. That is when I heard the door lock start to turn! I jumped into my bed and pulled a blanket over myself. Nick entered the room and started talking to me, telling me how hot it was out and started to take off his shorts and shirt.

He went over to the desk ans saw the porn mag open, and some lube out. He asked me what i was up to laying around all day. That is when he looked over at the locker and saw the g-string wasn't there. He smirked and grabbed a cold beer.

He sat in the chair with no clothes on and started to look at the porn mag. I rolled over and looked towards him. He turned the chair and faced me spreading his legs apart. I was looking right at his junk when he dropped the mag down and said how horny he was.

He got up with a beer in his hand and came over by me and said what are you doing under there? He grabbed the blanket and yanked it off. I was like Hey, and tried to cover up, but he was too quick and sat on the bed and said what do we have here? He got in real close to me sitting on the bed and instantly started talking to me like i was a chick. For a second I tried to resist, but when he put his hands on my ass and body, it sent electricity through my hole body and all i could do was let out a moan.

He grabbed one of my hands and placed it on his dick saying, don't worry sweetie, its ok, grab it. I started rubbing his cock and balls and it started to get hard and jump around. He laid on the bed with me and licked my ass cheeks pulling on the g-string, and putting his cock right up by my mouth.

I continued to stroke him with both hands, when he stood back up and said go ahead, suck it. I let him push into my mouth and tasted his saltiness. He tipped his head back and said yes. After several minutes he pulled out went to the porn mag and lube, grabbed both and came back to the bed. He took a big drink from his beer, put some lube on his dick, and placed the porn mag on my back. He got between my legs and pulled my ass up towards him. He pulled the g-string aside and began to force himself into me. As his cock slid in he bent over me and said, don't worry sweetie, this wont take long.

After about 20 strokes, i felt him spurt into me. He got up drank some beer, and said he was going to take a shower. I was petrified and laid there until he returned. He said wow you are a sweet whore, and made me get off the bed and kneel before him and suck him off again.

For the next year, he would cum in my holes and treat me like a bitch. When he went back to the states, I didn't know what I was. I do now, and it makes me so hard thinking about him fucking me.

I've always thought of myself as a fairly macho guy. I spent 9 years as a U.S. Marine, got married at 22 and spent most of my adult life in a heterosexual relationship. I loved it when my wife played with my ass while sucking my cock. She only swallowed before we were married, never after. I really missed cumming in my sucker's mouth.

In my 40's I decided to get back into shape, so I started working out at the local YMCA. I would run a couple of miles then lift weights. I was starting to get pretty buff. After my workout I would hit the steam room before showering. I loved being in there, as I would go in naked, often playing with myself until I had a hard-on. One day while on the bench press, I overextended my limits, and was having trouble pushing the bar back up. This huge black guy walked over and lifted the bar up like it was a toothpick.

I thanked him and we chatted for a few minutes. He said his name was Marcus, but his friends called him tank. We became workout partners. He was much larger and stronger than me, and made me feel like a lightweight. Whenever he was on the bench, he strained so much that his cock would twitch, and one day he noticed me staring at it. He sat up and looked directly at me. "Are you gay?" He didn't say it in a mean way, but just as a friend. "No," I said, "Never really thought about it." "That's cool," he replied. We didn't talk about it anymore, then one day after our workout in the steam room he dropped his towel and started to play with himself. I could barely see through the steam, but his cock was at least 8 inches and thick. He looked over to me and saw me staring at it.

While we were getting dressed, he mentioned that he was having a couple of guys over for the football game that Sunday and invited me to come over. I grabbed a six-pack on the way over that day, and there were two other guys there, one white, Ted, and one black, Hank. We sat around drinking and watching the game. It was a blowout, so at halftime Marcus got up and went into the bathroom. I didn't think anything of it until he came out completely naked. He walked over to me, his flaccid cock swishing back and forth. "So, boys," he said. "Terry here is gay and doesn't even know it yet." When he said that both Hank and Ted got up and started undressing. "Suck it," he said as he moved his cock in front of my face.

I was in shock. I had no idea he was gay, but had no intention of sucking his cock. I sat back and told him I wasn't gay. He just laughed and stood there. "Not only are you gonna suck this, but you're gonna get fucked by all three of us." Ted and Hank were on each side of me now, and they each grabbed an arm and muscled me forward. "Fuck," I thought. It wasn't worth any hurt they could put on me, so I leaned in and put Tank's cock in my mouth. "On, yeah. That's it T-baby, suck that cock like a little sissy c**t." He didn't wait for me to really start sucking before he started fucking my mouth. They let go of my arms and I wrapped them around Tank's body. While I sucked Tank, Ted and Hank started undressing me. I had to stand up in order for them to take my pants off. As soon as I was completely naked they laid me on the carpet on my belly. Tank sat on my back facing my feet. The other two each started massaging my legs while Tank rubbed my ass, occasionally slipping his hand down and playing with my asshole. They spread my legs and one of them started to tongue me. I had never had anyone lick my asshole before. This was fucking great.

Hank got off of me and sat in front of me with his legs spread. I scooted up so I could suck him, and Hank lifted me and put a couple of pillows under my belly, lifting my ass. I felt a finger enter my asshole. It felt really good, and I lifted my ass a little more, trying to fuck back against his finger as he finger fucked me. Pretty soon it was two fingers. After a bit the fingers came out and I felt a cock being pushed into my ass.

Tank got up and Ted sat down in front of me. I started to suck him. His cock was a bit smaller than Tank's, and he must have been playing with himself already. He was already hard when I put his cock in my mouth, and within minutes he was cumming. I sputtered and coughed, but he was holding my head and I couldn't pull off. It was the first time I had tasted someone's cum, but wasn't too turned off by the taste. I kept sucking him until he was dry. He got off of me and Tank sat back down again. this time, though, he scooted forward and tilted back so his ass was at my mouth. I figured since someone sucked my ass I would return the favor. I gave him the best tongue fucking I could.

I felt Ted tense up and start cumming in my ass. As he announced he was cumming, Tank sat up and went around to the back of me. Ted pulled out and Tank turned me over and knelt between my legs. I felt him slowly push his cock in my ass. Ted laid down next to me and started kissing me, deep and hard. Hank laid down on the other side of me, his cock by my head. He started to suck my cock. It was already hard, so he didn't have much work to do. He sucked me for about 20 seconds and I started to cum. He swallowed it all. He kept sucking until I was hard again. Ted got up and sat on my cock, facing Tank. Hank sat on my chest and put his cock in my mouth. I was sucking Hank's cock, Fucking Ted while being fucked by Tank. The sensations were overwhelming. The initial pain of Hank's cock in my ass had subsided and it was feeling really good. It took a while, but Hank started cumming first. I took it all and cleaned him off before he pulled his cock out of my mouth. He got off me and grabbed a beer. I felt Tank tense up, then felt his cum oozing out of my asshole as he pumped his load into me. He kept fucking me until I started cumming, too. After I had gone soft Ted got off me and Tank pulled out of my ass.

We all wiped our cocks and ass off and sat back down just in time for the 2 minute warning. "Wow," I thought. We had been sucking and fucking for the last hour and a half. The day was a total shock to me, but football season lasted six more weeks plus the playoffs. We've all been good friends since, and still get together to work out or "work out" every chance we get.

My wife Abby and I were about to watch a porn film I'd loaned off a guy from work. It turned out the porno was a gay film which had mixed up in the box. We sort of watched a couple of minutes of it, with us both decrying the scene that was on. But secretly I found it a turn on. Turning it off, opening her legs and spreading her pussy lips, I went straight down on Abby and began licking and sucking away at her large clit, like it was a small cock. The sex we had that night was amazing and I knew in the back of my head why. It was because I couldn't get the scene of the older man in the porno, fucking the younger one out of my head as I fucked my wifes mouth, pussy and asshole.
Abby went to work early as usual the next morning. I woke up with a hard on as usual. But unlike most times, I didn't masturbate straight away. I went downstairs, put on the gay porno and took out my cock. By the time I'd gotten five minutes into the film, my cock was ragingly hard. Copying what the older guy was doing to the younger man, I wet my middle finger as I continued to wank, put the finger to my asshole and pushed in. I swear I only probed my asshole a few times, when my cock exploaded sending cum all over my stomach and chest, I came so hard and for do long, I was actually gasping when I stopped.
The same thing happened the next morning. Only I watched more of the porno and stroked my cock for longer. Insteasd of using one finger to fuck myself with, I used two. The feeling was even better than morning before, making me buck violently as I came. At work later I lied to my colleague, telling him I'd forgotten the horrible dirty gay dvd he'd mistakenly given me. Far from it, I wanted to watch it all the next day, knowing Abby would be visiting her mom, and knowing I was going to try one of Abby's dildos.
Abby left our home at eight in the morning. By nine I'd showered, gotten the dvd sorted and had brought down Abby's smallest didlo (Still 7 inches long) into the lounge. Every scene had my cock pulsing with delight as I played with my cock and balls. Then using some of Abby's hair conditioner as lube, I inserted her didlo up my asshole. It felt and I can remember the sensation, so fucking awsome. My dick hard litterally begun throbbing and my asshole enveloped her didlo as if I'd always fucked myself. It would be difficult to explain fully the feeling I got when I came. All I can say it was like cumming in every part of your body, all at the same time. And with every nerve wanting you to carry on fucking yourself, so that's just what I did. And that's how Abby found me.
Knelt up, using the dildo in my right hand to fuck myself with. My body shaking from the orgasm I'd just had and the dildo flashing in and out of my rear hole, I turned around to the sight of my wife stood watching me.
Abby wasn't looking at me with disgust. She was actually smiling the dirty smile she has before she knows I'm going to fuck her asshole. Stepping towards me, I expected a tirade of abuse and hatred. No!
Bending forwards, Abby took hold my hand, the hand that was holding the dildo and began to make me thrust it back into my asshole. Bent over our couch with my knees on the carpet a few minutes later, my cock had risen again, my wife had removed my hand and was ramming her skin colored dildo up my ass. It was so surreal, so out of character with what she'd said about gay sex a few days earlier, I had to look over at the mirror to make sure it was me taking a fucking and that it was Abby who was doing it.
The constant rubbing on my prostate from the dildo, had my cock ready to burst again. And burst forwards it did, but not before Abby has striped herself. I was given no time to rest after my orgasm as my wife, the person who should have been half way to her mothers, sat on the couch, pulled her legs up and ordered me to bury my face up her unbelievably wet pussy.
Both of us were shattered, both lay naked holding each other on the rug in front of the fire. I asked Abby why she hadn't gone to her moms. She replied by asking me if I'd remebered where her mom was going to be. We'd both forgotten Abby's mom was going on a cruise with friends. She'd gotten half way there, looked down in her car and saw the brochures her mom had given her the weekend before.
Facing each other we talked about our marriage and us as individuals. Abby asked me if I loved her and if I was gay. I told her Yes and no, as I Love her without exception and that I adore sex with her. She asked me if I'd been fucking my self for long, so I told her everything. Then my wife asked me if I had the chance to be fucked by a guy, would I take it. When I asked why, Abby shocked me when she said "Because I'd love to watch you being fucked".
The charade of her disgust over the gay porno, was just that, a charade. From Abby's own words, she said she'd really enjoyed the start of the porno and had secretly hoped I had too. It was only my defensive remarks about gay sex that had discouraged her. Seeing me using one of her dildos to fuck myself had been an ultra horny experience for her. Fucking me had taken it one step further and that's why she asked if I could, would I have another man fuck me. My response was "Yes, but only with you there".
It hasn't happened as yet. Not because we both don't want it to happen. It's because Abby's mom was taken ill on the cruise. When my wife gets back from looking after her mom next week, Abby said she wants to watch the porno, but for real.

There's about 3 gay sauna places in the city I live in. I've been in all of them, and it's becoming addictive. My girlfriend knows there's something wrong because we hardly have sex any more, and frankly, to my surprise I've started to dream of nothing but men.

I thought I was bi and would grow out of it. Wrong!

Lately I've been doing top and bottom. I find it so easy, so satisfying to be fucked. And oral. I'm a gloryhole junkie.

But what I want to say, well brag about, is when I was fucking a guy in the orgy room, nice and dark and sweaty it was. He was on his back and we were kissing. Some guy put his cock between our mouths and that was fun, we licked and sucked. Then some one was behind me, playing with my ass. He asked if he could fuck me and I said yes. He barebacked his beautiful cock deep into me and it was unbelievably good,having my cock in a sexy young guy and then feel another inside me. It was the first time and the pleasure was divine, so fucking great I can hardly describe it.

I had cum in my mouth, cum in my ass, and the most perfect orgasm I've ever had in my entire life.

I guess it's nothing to a lot of you, who have done it all, but I'm loving every new experience, and I want to shout about it.

Thanks xx

Gay, Queer, Puff, Faggot, Shirt lifter, Uphill fudge packer. All of those terms apply to me when I stay over each Monday in a city which isn't my own. I have to travel to work there as our companies bastherein that city.
Also in the very heart of the city, there is a gay village, one I visit every Monday and pick up men to share my hotel bed. There is no shortage of younger men who want to experience what it's like to be fucked by a man who's cock is as thick as mine. It's not overly long at eight inches, but it definitely is much thicker than your average erection, being nearly seven and half inches in circumference.
Most men who say they'd like to be fucked by me, actually cannot take too much of my cock pounding their arsehole, but a certain amount of cock hungry sluts, can take my super fat cock to the hilt.
My wife no longer wants sex, and being realistic I knew my older grandfather type looks, would deter most younger women, the ones I'd have loved to have fucked. So after meeting a young gay man in the hotels lobby one night, I took up his offer of sex. He still visits the hotel every now and then, but no longer works nearby. I fuck him every time he's in town and he is one person who does have my cock bottom out up his sweet arsehole.
In a first for me last month, I flip flopped with a young man who I met in the gay village. His cock was the first to penetrate my arsehole. It was such an amazing experience to be fucked, making me cum from anal stimulation, it's now given me a whole new perspective on the gay side of my personality. And it also means I can have twice as many men to choose from.

Hi well i'll get right to the point my wife had been ribbing me actually being mean and saying i should have sex with a man.Well i did but i didn't tell her but i liked it very much.So mu ch i have even kissed her goodnight with another mans cum deep in me.I am sure i have been fucked more than i have ever fucked her and that"s how she found out.Well really my penis has shrunk up to nothing and i have some very nice nipples forming so i told her and she didn't believe me.But she found out i made sure,she walked in and found me full of cock at both ends and one in each hand she just stood there staring i told her to leave because they were making me their little girland finally she left i haven't seen her anymose and i couldn't be happier now i'm finally on a full course to becoming a woman.

Deep In The Closet, Below The Thermal Barrier, Happy As A Clam

I attended a state school in the Southwest. I studied Agricultural Economics. I would say that most all the students in the Agriculture school were from rural areas or small towns. In the first semester of my senior year we were assigned a joint project and my name was pulled with another senior I'll name G. G was from a rural town and his family was prominent there. One evening, it was still not dark, we were at his apartment and messing around. We sat close to each other working on the paper. I kept looking at him wondering what it would be like to kiss him.

I wanted to kiss him, bad. The feeling surprised me. When he said he had to use the bathroom I followed him and stood beside the toilet to watch him pee. Also a never before done behavior. He was uncomfortable, we kept looking into our eyes, I wanted to kiss him but his penis also screamed for my attention. I heard him finish and I bent over holding myself up with one hand on the water tank of the toilet and took his penis and put it in my mouth. He pulled away hard, yelling obscenities at me, I responded to let me, I had fallen to my knees, his penis still out of his zipper, I walked to him on my knees and, he had backed up against the wall and I took his penis in my hand and into my mouth and closed my eyes. I've never found the right word for it, enjoyment, pleasure, it was way beyond that. I think the word lust is the only one that fits. The urge, overwhelming urge. He had developed an erection.

I stood and holding his dick in my hand I kissed him on the mouth and still holding his dick in my hand we went to the bedroom, I stripped my clothes off until I was totally naked and grabbed at his sweater to take it over his head and his pants and there he was on his back on the bed, his has lost it's erection but was still full and appetizing. His eyes said no, I told him something, and got on the bed and kissed his dick again and got on top of him grinding against him, holding his face and kissing him. He surrendered and the kisses became kisses, the embrace an embrace, i got his hand on my dick and then his head and mouth and he sucked me with passion. Minutes passed before the urge to have him on my back got the better of me and I laid on my stomach and asked him to get on.

G was hard and he refused but I needed it, it's not that I begged, I demanded that he get on my back and his hard dick between the crack of my ass was more than I could take, I lifted my hips and told him to fuck me. I could feels his tears on my cheek as he fucked, getting stronger and more and more aggressive, again the lust for it, the feeling of his dick in me, grabbing me , writhing on my back, his breath on my neck, he had stopped crying, over and over he repeated the same thing, 'fuck you, fuck you' and he fucked me and came,

Seeing him naked was a pleasure, I wanted him to kiss me but he stood apart from the bed. My dick wanted to be sucked, to have him tear at it with his hand, but all I could do was tear at it with mine. He wouldn't suck me or jerk me off. It was the most disappointing ejaculation laying on my back looking up at him, his naked dick hanging there, his eyes glazed over.

I left, my adrenaline still high, he was angry beyond words, when he didn't show up in class the next day I went to his apartment, there were no cell phones back then and few if any students had phones of their own. He didn't answer the door and I went home by myself. He never showed up in class again and a neighbor of his told me that he had moved out. I never saw G again.

I graduated and got a job at a bank, I met some people and through this one girl at the bank met her friend who had just graduated and needed to get married to stay in the United States. I didn't care and I married her, totally fake, but after many months the girl at the bank told me that she was despondent because I had never touched her and she was married. Out of some sense of obligation really, I fucked her one night, she gave up her virginity and got pregnant. Whether I wanted a wife I had a wife.

During her pregnancy I met a realtor and we went out to look at properties he wanted the bank to finance. He was in his thirties, I kept looking at his hands. And during the walk through of this one property I got the urge to kiss him, but he beat me to it. His kiss was aggressive, powerful, demanding, he kissed me into submission. Soon I was sucking on his dick, his hand holding my head by my hair, fucking my mouth which was totally okay. I kept looking up to him, his eyes hard and dominating me, I sucked his cock, he was hard, very hard, that kind of hard that a man gets when he's going to fuck. I dropped my pants and bent over leaning against the wall in the empty bedroom and he fucked me completely and every stroke was heaven. More, more my mind yelled, harder, harder my mind yelled.

I became his lover, his go to boy at the bank. He did very well and the market was ripe and I got promoted for improving production, during the day it was all business, he taught me all about the realty business, and on weekends, or during lunch, he kissed me until I fell to my knees. I didn't think about it at the time, but I was definitely in love with him. My wife, pregnant and after her child, was a burden to me, emotionally and financially. But he insisted I keep her, it gave us cover. More than anything he pushed me up the ranks, he had connections and he used them and I became a Vice President, and the picture of my wife and child was necessary to fit in. She eventually had a second child, our marriage is just what it was the when we got married, a marriage of convenience.

Me, after 30 years I am deep in the closet, I've had several long term affairs, and several one night stands at conventions. I'm definitely more comfortable with men my age, the younger men today are too dangerous with their social media and mental issues. No, a man of experience, with a manner and hand who knows how to get me on my knees, knows how he wants me to look up to him, with his dick in my mouth. It's in the eyes, if he kisses me passionately he has me where he wants me and that's where I want to be.

Everything Happens For A Reason

When I was still living at home I was asked often to run errands. My mother sent me downtown to this specialty store to pick up an order for her. I borrowed her car and drove to town (it was already heavy traffic) and I had to park a couple of blocks away in a small garage, with only one elevator, so I took the stairs. I parked on the roof and had to walk down the four flights and I came across two men, one was in a suit with his pants down and the other looked like a laborer. I stood above them, looking down and the laborer got behind the man in the suit and slowly inserted his dick in him.

The whole thing lasted about 5 minutes, the suited man gave some money to the other man. When he did he looked up and he caught my eye. I was scared and backed up and went up the stairs back to the roof and waited for the elevator. When I exited the garage the man was waiting, leaning against the wall. He stopped me and forced me to talk asking me if I liked what I saw. He told me he liked it very much, he told me it was his hobby and every once in a while he needed a thick dick in his ass. How about me? Did I like dick, I looked like I would like dick, and he grabbed me by the dick and he told me he wanted to kiss me. He took me by the arm and walked me back into the alley between the buildings.

We got between the dumpsters and he told he wanted to kiss. He told me he was going to kiss me and I was going to enjoy it, he could tell. He started kissing me, I moved my face aside and he grabbed it with his hand and he started to kiss my lips. The more he kissed me the less I tried to stop him and he settled into a long French kiss with one arm around my neck and the other grabbing my dick in my pants. He was kissing my neck while he worked on my pants and and he got my dick out and held it in his hand. i was hard by then and he reached down and sucked it for a minute and then went back to massaging my dick and kissing me on the face and neck. He got my pants down to my knees and he told me it was going to feel real good, he promised.

He had me put my hands on the wall he spit into his fingers and rubbed his fingers across my anus and then he spit hard and pushed his finger in my anus before pushing his dick in me. I went into a trance, feeling his dick, as he penetrated and he was soon fucking me in and out in a rhythm. I had lost track of time, when he pulled out and I started to come to I got worried that the store would be closed. He let me get my pants up and told me to call this number and he would be waiting for me whenever and wherever I wanted to meet up. He didn't let me go without one last long French kiss telling me I was the best thing that had happened to him that day.

In the morning I had two big red marks on my neck, I looked like a girl after the prom. I spent the day drifting in and out of awareness, In school I was completely absorbed with had happened, and when I got home my mother was out and I called him. He asked how I was and he told me he really wanted to see me again, but we would meet in a more secluded place. He asked me if I new about the Concordia Hotel, I could go in the back door and up the stairs and he would give me a room, call him back in 20 minutes. I rode my bike into town, it took me an hour but when I knocked on the door the man was there and the first thing he did was kiss me and ask me to take off my clothes, He undressed while I undressed, he turned down the bed and got a towel out of the bathroom and started to suck my dick. He laid me on my back and got between my legs and pushed my legs up over my head and he kissed and ate my anus.

He told me to hold my ankles and he took this lube and lathered my hole and lathered his dick and told me that he would slide in like it was meant to be and he was sure I would enjoy it. He did slide in, and it did feel good, we started on my back, but changed over to doggie style and then flat on my stomach. He said he had this cream that held him back from cumming and he hoped I was in agreement. It was ok with me, it took him a long time before he had to cum. He sprayed my anus with a spray, he wiped his fingers around and he went down on me and ate me for a long time.

We met at the Concordia Hotel about once a week, at least once every two weeks. I had to hide the bruises on my neck and chest, and stopped dating and hanging out with my friends. I was hung up on him and couldn't wait to see him. All through my last year of high school and while I was in college we met up when I was in town for Holidays. In March of 2021 he got a promotion and he moved to Atlanta and the most we do is text once in a while. But he helped break the ice for me and I have a boyfriend that works the utility company in town. It's a quiet thing, I introduced him to the Concordia and that's where we meet, he takes the room under an assumed name and no one asks any question. I'm sure the Concordia has a bank of stories to tell, it's that kind of Hotel.